Then, Can You make a fluff oneshot between Beidou and Make Reader with kuudere Personality and Cryo vision?
Beidou with a cold reader
characters: Beidou x gn!reader
warnings: none, just fluff
a/n: I haven't written for Beidou in… a while. So if I got some aspects of her character wrong I’m really sorry! If it shouldn't be to your liking, tell me and I'll try again once I have the time/motivation!
Anyway, hope you enjoy!
Beidou
While you had your moments, your general attitude matched your vision to a tee. All in all, it was rare to see you wearing anything but a pokerface on your face, no matter if at a celebratory meal with the rest of the crew or while fighting monsters and storms on the sea, you remained unfazed, always looking disinterested and yet never refusing to participate in anything Beidou suggested.
Even if some outside observers might have found it difficult to imagine any reasons for two personalities as clashing as yours and your captain’s to get along as well as you did, Beidou herself could think of at least a dozen. From a professional standpoint having a number two as collected as you helped to balance out her… more enthusiastic personality. But there were also more than enough reasons for the two of you to get along well in private. Including but not limited to:
No matter how uninterested you looked, you were still a great listener, letting Beidou talk your ear off whether she was sober or not while somehow managing to remember more from your one-sided conversations than she did herself. You were good at making sure she didn’t overdo it during her more reckless moments and most importantly: the way you managed to tell any story from your adventures in a completely deadpan and unimpressed manner proved some of the most unexpected comedic entertainment either she or the rest of the crew could ask for.
“Come onnnnn, pleaseeeee", your drunk Crewmate begged you, slurring while holding on to your arm as if his life depended on it, only for you to briefly close your eyes in slight annoyance, grabbing your vision with your free hand before pressing it against his until the cold became too much for him to bear and he was forced to pull away.
“You were there as well. Tell them the story yourself”, you refuted, only to almost immediately make out the sound of several other of your drunk companions to start whining to you.
“I’m too drunk”, he retorted, and while he was obviously telling the truth, his argument was still far from convincing you in the slightest.
Just as you were about to tell him he should have told the story before drinking then however, a sudden weight on your shoulder caused your attention to shift towards it, only to be greeted with the sight of Beidou standing next to you, one hand on your shoulder and the other on her hip, the blush on her cheeks making it obvious she herself wasn’t sober in the slightest. And yet she was still a thousand times better off than any of the others.
“That and you’re just the best at telling stories”, she added with a smile.
If it was anyone else, you would have brushed off the compliment as flattery and nothing else before quickly turning them down, and yet whenever it was Beidou that asked you, you found yourself considering it.
You had never really understood why they always wanted you to be the one to relay their adventures. When you had asked her however, she told you that while everyone else tried to embellish their stories and make it sound even more impressive than it already was, the way you did the exact opposite and made even the most epic fight sound like it was just another tuesday was more entertaining than anything the others had to offer. And while you still found it difficult to understand just why exactly that was the case, you had the sneaking suspicion you wouldn’t be able to get a more satisfying answer no matter who you asked.
“Alright”, came your brief answer, only for everyone to huddle up in earshot almost immediately, and yet all your mind paid attention to was the small cheer coming out of Beidou’s mouth as she removed her hand from your shoulder, placed it on your head, and ruffled your hair for a moment before sitting down next to you.
Thankfully everyone was too drunk to remember the small smile that broke across your face.
Hello! I was wondering if I could request hcs for how different tall genshin women punish their bratty sub?
A/N: buddy you and me both are down bad asf for these women. I want all of them to punish me this post was so self indulgent 💕.
Content Warnings: Suggestive content, nsfw, d/s dynamics, domme character/sub reader, punishment, spanking, orgasm denial, drugging? (Use of aphrodisiac), semi public sex, strap sucking, cock warming, bondage, use of electro vision, afab reader, praise. Whew I think that’s all of them.
Yae miko
“Mikooooo”
She’s sat at her desk writing who knows what when she hears your voice.
“Yes dear?”
“How much longer are you going to be doing that?”
“As long as it takes me little one” You huff quietly, this won’t do.
You come up to her, kissing her neck and nibbling gently. She just hums and let’s you amuse yourself.
You keep trying, whispering in her ear how much you want her, even going as far as to bite a dark purple mark onto the side of her neck.
“Just wait a little longer darling and I’ll give you anything you want”
She kisses your cheek gently as if to apologize.
You want to be good for her you really do, but you just can’t help yourself you need her to touch you even if that means you’ll be punished.
It’s not until you take her free hand and bring her fingers to your lips that her demeanor changes.
You wrap your lips around her long, pretty fingers and start to suck on them. Your tongue swirls on the tips of fingers and she looses it.
She knows she hasn’t had much time for you lately but that is no excuse for you to be behaving like this.
“Go pick one out and bring it to me.”
You know instantly what she’s referring to and you’re all too eager to oblige. Swiftly removing yourself from her and going to grab the largest strap you have.
She puts it on and pats her lap expectantly.
You practically trip over yourself to get into her lap, lining the tip of the cock with your entrance before looking back at her for permission.
“Go on”
With that you sink yourself down onto the toy, it’s a bit larger than what you’re used to but what’s exactly what you need right now.
You’re about to start fucking yourself on her when her hands grab hold of your hips to stop you.
“I never said you could move little one. This is a punishment after all.”
She relishes in the whine you give her.
“You’re going to be good and sit there until I’ve finished my work.”
Now you’re really regretting not picking a smaller one…
She keeps working for hours, occasionally “adjusting” herself to get more comfortable just to remind you of the lack on friction.
Beidou
Beidou is a very patient woman but even she was starting to get tired of your antics.
She had asked you repeatedly to do something and there you were mouthing off to her about how she’s not the boss of you, how rude.
You’re usually very well behaved but today you couldn’t help yourself, you’re grumpy and now it’s going to be her problem.
“Y/n I’m asking you one last time-“
“No!”
You cut her off and that was the end of it.
She grits her teeth and as you’re about to walk off you can feel her strong hands take hold of your wrist.
“Come with me, now.”
She pulls you along off to her private corridor and the second the door is locked she has you bent over the nearest surface.
“Bei-“
“Don’t speak unless I tell you to.”
You’re about to whine when you feel her rough hand come down on your ass, sending a stinging pain through you.
“Count for me.”
“One…”
Her hand slaps down again, the sound is loud and you hope no one can hear the way you breathlessly count…
It’s only once you’ve reached forty that she start to let up, smoothing her palm against the incredibly red hand prints on both of your cheeks.
Despite the gentle touch the feeling stings terribly against your sensitive skin.
You hear her rummage around for something in her night stand before helping you turn to face her.
“Now that you’ve taken your punishment…”
She smirks, hand dropping the adjust the strap now fashioned to her hips.
“…you’re going to make it up to me.”
You drop to your knees, quickly taking her thick cock into your mouth without any hesitation.
You had gotten exactly what you wanted and she knows it, though she doesn’t mind too much in fact she’s happy to give you want you want.
She knew you wanted her attention from the beginning, she just wanted to have some fun with you first.
She chuckles, running her hands through your hair, she stays still as she watches you put in all the work for her.
“That’s my girl…”
Lisa
You’re starting to regret agreeing to help your girlfriend send late notes and put away books for hours.
You slam one of the books down a little too hard and that seems to get her attention.
“Do be careful with those dear.”
You’re about to apologize when you think of an idea.
“Sorry”
You say flatly as you shove over an entire stack of books, watching as they crash onto the floor with a thud.
You see her eyes sharpen. You think she’s finally going to give you attention when she merely lets out a sigh.
“You should take a break and bring us some tea”
You grumble to yourself before obliging.
You sit with her as she sips her drink but what you don’t notice is that when you look away she had put something in yours.
You feel fine for a few minutes but all of a sudden you’re hit with the need to have her fingers knuckles deep inside you.
“Lisaaaaa”
“Hm?”
She doesn’t look up from her book.
Everything feels like its on fire below your belt.
You shuffle in your seat, searching for any friction at all which she notices. Perfect, you’re right where she wants you.
She’ll let this go on for however long you can take it, until you’re begging her to touch you.
With the aphrodisiac in you system she knows that won’t take long.
As if on cue she feels you put yourself in her lap, straddling one of her thighs.
She’s still looking at her book.
“What’s the matter dear?”
“Please touch me…”
The pleading look in your pretty eyes is almost too much for her to bear.
“Oh? In the library? How naughty…”
One of her hands comes down to rub at your thighs and that alone has you whimpering, the feeling of her hands on you is multiplied by a million right now.
“Someone sure is desperate for my attention…”
She drags her fingers up past the hem of your skirt, landing right over your clothes sex and starts rubbing.
You moan out her name to which laughs, speeding up her pace. Everything feels much more intense right now and you can’t help but wonder if she put something in your tea…
You can already feel your orgasm approaching, despite your state you have enough wherewithal to ask permission.
“Please Lisa can I cum?”
“No.”
She says cooly before pulling her hand away.
“Not until you go clean up the mess you made earlier.”
Her tone is completely flat as she turns right back to reading her book, leaving you a dripping mess in her lap.
Raiden Ei
Ei is a bit confused by your behavior at first.
You’re usually so obedient for your archon what’s gotten into you?
She wonders if you’re really annoyed with her or if possibly you’re just upset about something else but taking it out on her.
It’s not until she asks Miko about it does she understand what you’ve been wanting these past few days.
Miko feels bad for you, poor thing trying so hard to get your archons attention…
The next time you start acting up Ei knows exactly what she’s going to do.
You walked into your girlfriends room to find her meditating, how boring you thought.
You take this as your opportunity to pester the Shogun, maybe she’d give you some much needed attention…
She instead ignores you despite your kisses and pleading for her to please play with you. Hmph.
You huff, your hand reaching out to latch onto a handful of the Shoguns long purple locks.
Yank.
Uh oh… very bad idea…
You aren’t fast enough to escape as the shoguns hand flies out, grabbing hold of your throat and nearly hoisting you into the air.
“Naughty girl”
The familar voice makes you look at her, her eyes are now open and there’s no mistaking the look in them.
The pair of eyes now looking back at you are no longer the lifeless ones of the Shogun, instead you’re met with Ei looking back at you and boy oh boy is she mad.
“Are you truly that needy that you’d stoop to something so stupid?”
Her grip tightens around your neck.
You can feel her electro energy dance across your skin like a vine wrapping around you. The energy focuses itself around your wrists to create a binding stronger than any chains.
The sensation isn’t entirely unpleasant, it tingles with the occasional jolt of electricity.
“Ei~”
Your voice calls out sweetly, this isn’t fair you just wanted to touch your lover.
The hand around your throat moves to the back of your head, gripping a handful of your hair this time.
With little effort Ei pulls you by the hair, forcing you onto your knees before her.
Her long legs uncross themselves, spreading open to allow you to sit between them.
“You have your gods attention, I suggest you use it wisely.”
You practically throw yourself into her but you can’t quite reach. The electro bindings tighten around your wrists, a long line of electricity attaching itself to the ceiling.
The bindings restrict your movements just enough so that to in order to please her your arms are twisted painfully behind your back.
hiii! congrats on 100!! can i request Beidou or Dehya with a preferably AFAB reader? any letters will work! :D
✧.*Orgasm, vulgar language, mentions of rough sex, vaginal fingering, wlw, semi-public sex, quickies, pet names
༊*·˚ I really hope you like this anon! <3
˗ˏˋFeaturing ´ˎ˗ Beidou, Deyha (separate)
E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)
Beidou
I feel like Beidou is experienced in sexual endeavors. For sure the type to have a girl in every region. She has had her fair share of fun, but you're special. You're the one she wants a life with; unlike the other girls she used to keep around, she treats you with the utmost care. She takes her time with you, she knows every stretch of your body.
Deyha
Like Beidou, before you, I feel like she didn't have anything serious with anyone. However, unlike Beidou, I don't think she was with very many people. She's a busy person, chasing the cash and thrill kept her busy. When she did give herself the occasional break though, she wasn't the type to seek out sexual experiences, but if a pretty little thing approached her first, she'd indulge. She knows enough to have you shaking with pleasure anytime you're beneath her.
Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)
Beidou
Beidou is a big fan of quickies, especially risky ones.
She's fingering you in the room next to her crew's barracks. The loud sound of squelching fills the room where she has you bent over her desk. The door is unlocked, and if any of her subordinates overheard you two and came to check it out, you'd be screwed. You have a hand covering your mouth, trying to muffle the loud moans that threaten to spill from your lips. You can feel the knot in your stomach building and you know you're going to cum soon, but she doesn't let up, only ramming her fingers into you faster.
" Come on baby, you got it."
Her sultry voice has you moaning louder, but before you can respond the sound of a fist knocking on the door has your blood running cold.
"Captain Beidou?"
Deyha
Deyha doesn't care for quickies as much. She prefers to take her time with you, memorizing everything that makes you tick. That being said, if you rile her up enough she might just indulge you.
You and Deyha had been on a mission out in the desert, the heat making glistening beads of sweat drip down her body. You couldn't help but admire how good she looked, panting after defeating another fungi, her tanned skin shimmering beneath the sun's warm rays. You approach her quietly, hoping she doesn't catch on to your mischievous intentions. You slip your hands over her exposed stomach just beneath her belt, pressing a wet kiss to her neck.
"Mm, you look so good baby," you hum softly in her ear.
"Not here baby, we're in the middle of the desert," she chuckles.
Her hands slide over your own, trying to pry them from her skin. However when you begin sucking hickeys into her neck, hands sliding beneath the waistband of her pants, she concedes. She tugs you behind a rather large rock, pining you to the rough surface.
"Alright then, we'll have to be quick, princess."
Hi everyone, it's been a while. I've been busy with finishing school and work but I'm happy to say that I'll be back to writing for a bit. Thank you for commissioning me once again! On a funny note, I was planning on writing this gender-neutral but hearing silly girl makes me weak in the knees, even though I think I only used it 2-3 times in this fic haha.
Beidou could not be more delighted by the turn of events.
The waverider is small and cramped, only built for one person to ride comfortably. It is only because of some "unfortunate" circumstances that you find yourself and Beidou pressed side by side on the floor, miles away from land. If Beidou was honest, she could easily navigate this tiny waverider back to Liyues port and get you both safe and sound. But when an opportunity is so desperately presenting itself, she learned to take it and not let go. When you came to her for help, asked her if she would travel with you for a short expedition, and only her. Well, that's how you landed yourself in the middle of the ocean, pressed shoulder to shoulder with the captain of The Crux, and whatever happens next is only between you, her, and the sea.
"Tell me, since there's nothing to do while we wait, you got anyone back home waiting for our safe return?" Beidou teases as she bumps her shoulder with yours, a cheeky grin on her face that morphs into a laugh at the immediate flustered expression on your face. You're quick to raise your hands and shake your head that no, you don't "have anyone back home waiting", nor has there ever been anyone waiting for you.
"Aw, that's kinda cute. Spending too much time running around the world?" Beidou asks, bringing her knee up to rest her head against it as she peers at you at an angle. The soft lanterns inside the waverider make her glow in a soft warmth, the gold in her ruby eyes shining brighter that you almost find yourself lost in the melting colours.
"Well...not exactly. I just never had the chance to find someone else interested in me that way. Can I ask why you're so interested in my love life Captain Beidou?" you scrutinize her closely, fiddling with the cuff of your shirt sleeve, the only indication that you're a bit shy to talk about your inexperience. Your embarrassment is only amplified when Beidou ruffles your hair before moving a few strands over your ear so she can get a better look at your pink face.
"Don't worry that pretty head off. We're just indulging in some girl talk, aren't we? No harm in that. But if it does make you uncomfortable, then I guess we can go back to our silent game," Beidou shrugs unbothered as she leans back to give a bit more space between the two of you before you quickly shuffle closer to her. Despite how warm the inside of the waverider is becoming, you shyly cling to her.
"N-No, it's fine. It's...kind of nice talking to you like this. I've heard so many of your stories around Liyue, and everyone thinks of you as an icon. You always seem in control of any situation, and I don't know, it's kind of admiring," you trail off as Beidou blinks at you before a genuine smile graces her lips. She leans back to press her body next to yours, mood brighter at your confession, and leans down next to your ear.
"You're cute, darling. Really cute. So...have you ever kissed anyone before?" she asks, a flirty grin pleasant on her face. It stretches wider when you don't reply, kitten glare only making her chuckle at how adorable you look. She shuffles closer, placing her hand on the other side of your hip, pulling you further into her embrace. She leans closer to your face, forcing you to look back at her. The touch exterior you tried so hard to keep up was all lost in favor of turning into a flustered, uncertain girl. Archons above, Beidou wants to devour you. The red in your face darkens further as you avert your eyes from Beidou's deep ruby-colored eyes. With her being so close, she can feel your heartbeat rattling against your chest, breath hitching in your chest, her half-lidded eyes tracing the way you unconsciously lick your lips. "Don't tempt me, silly girl. I'm someone that follows a first-come, first-serve. If you're telling me that no one has come to sweep you off your feet, it'd be a shame if I didn't take the opportunity to be the first.".
"I'm not a kid Captain Beidou. There's a reason why I asked you...only you to come with me," the confidence in your voice grows fainter and fainter as you continue talking. She chuckles low and familiar way that makes your heart skip a beat. It's different from her usual laugh, full of carefree glee. This one promises nothing good. Perhaps you could blame the small waverider and the horrible ventilation for why your body feels so hot, or maybe it's the way Beidou is looking at you with equal parts amusement and possessiveness that has you wanting to fall onto your knees for her.
"Can I kiss you?"
Your face somehow flushes pinker, eyes still uneasy as you stare back at her as you process her question, traveling down to her lips, before snapping back up. A slow and unsteady nod is all she needs as she raises her other hand to softly brush against your cheek before using her index finger to tip your chin up as she kisses you. It's really obvious that you don't know what to do as you sit rigidly, muscles tense and back straight. You can feel her huff amused against your lips as she pulls you closer, almost into her lap, fingers slipping under the waistband of your pants to rub gently into your soft skin.
"Relax," she mumbles, plush lips moving against your own, "I'm not gonna hurt you."
She cups your cheek, deepening the kiss as you let out soft moans. You slightly flinch when she bites your bottom lip before you melt back into her touch, looking back up at her with hazy eyes. A dribble of spit escapes from the corner of your lips which Beidou wipes with her thumb, pausing the kiss for a second to slip her thumb inside your hot mouth, before returning with her own lips as she gets a bit rougher. Fingers threading through your hair and her tongue forcing its way into your mouth, your whimpers only driving her to be more hungry. A soft noise slips from you when you hear the first few buttons of your shirt being popped off as Beidou begins to strip you of your clothing. If your brain was slightly functional, you might have felt flattered at how desperate Beidou's hands were at ripping your clothes off. Not to be the only one bare, you paw at her own clothes, but her intricate layers make it hard for you to remove anything that you let out a noise of frustration. You can feel her laugh against your mouth, ignoring your whine as she breaks the kiss, a string of spit connecting your mouths before breaking. She taps the pout on her lips with her index finger and begins stripping, reaching into the carry-on bag she brought with her to take out a strap on.
"Y-You really brought something like that with you?" you stumble out flustered, eyes wide. It looks...big. Beidou throws her head back in a genuine laugh as she shrugs at your reaction.
"Thought I'd get lucky. Just you and me in this small boat, who knows what kind of trouble we could get up to. You're not feeling shy about me now are you?" she says as she attaches it around her waist and pulls her hair out of the bun. Her brown hair cascaded down her shoulders, and milky skin is revealed to your eyes with each layer removed and added to the collection on the floor. She removes her fur-lined red shawl in one fluid motion, pausing for a second in thought before she motions for you to sit up more. With your hands placed in your lap, she wraps her shawl around your shoulder as she pushes you onto your back gently. There's not enough space in the wave rider for comfortable seats, let alone a bed, so her shawl will have to make do for your naked back. She smiles down fondly as she settles herself between your thighs, rubbing small soothing circles into the skin on the inside of your thigh.
"Check you out, looking pretty fancy. It looks good on you. A little too good," Beidou whispers, leaning as far back against the wall as she takes in the view, "What a pretty picture you make.". Your face burns a vivid shade of red now, especially with the gleam in Beidou's eyes as you lay bare, only her shawl wrapped around you in some mock attempt to give you some sense of privacy. Despite the heat enveloping the room, goosebumps travel up your arms as you shiver, moving one arm to cover your chest while the other wraps the shawl closer to your body. Your legs are still wrapped around her waist, so you can only close them so much before firm hands come to stop you. When you look up, you're not prepared for how dangerous Beidou's ruby eyes are gazing down at you.
"Silly girl," Fingers kneading at the flesh of your calf, "Don't make mommy upset now."
You can feel the air getting punched out of you when you hear that special word. You can pretend to ignore that you both don't hear just how wet that one little word made you, but you know Beidou knows just how much that affected you. Her smirk only broadens at the sound of your clumsy brain as it tries to form some semblance of sounds that can act as proper words. One second, one gaze, one touch and you're crumbling. Tears begin to well in your eyes as you paw desperately at Beidou, small sobs and whines of mommy, mommy, please. She swears she can see the steam clouds escape your lips with every punched out-breath, the shiny sheen of sweat that only gets hotter the closer she gets to your aching cunt that's begging to be played with, god you're dripping all over the floor and ruining this tiny waverider of all future expedition's because all you're going to think about is her fucking you.
"Stay with me. After this, come live with me. All you need to do is sit pretty on my bed and let mommy take care of you darling," she says, dragging a finger along your slit, gathering wetness before gently pushing her fingers into your tight cunt, feeling you jerk your hips up towards her touch. Oh, god. You're torn between wanting to cower into the fur lining to hide your face or pouncing so you can kiss her whilst pleading for her to please hurry and fuck you. You've never felt like this before with anyone else and it's overwhelming. The initial stretch is a bit unpleasant, but Beidou goes slowly, letting you adjust as she adds a second finger, spreading them to stretch out your cunt.
"That's my girl. Doing such a good job at taking it," she breaths out affectionately, bending down to place a chaste kiss on your clit before wrapping her lips around the cute bud. Strong hands holding your hips down as you try and buck up, your hands reaching down to fist at her hair as you wail and jerk. Her fingers begin to speed up as it prods at all your sensitive spots turning your body into goo.
"Mommy...please. I-I can't take it..ngh..mm!" you moan as she chuckles against your cunt, vibrations of her voice shaking you to your core. She shushes the whine that leaves you as she pulls away, spitting on your pussy and rocking her cock between your folds to get it wet. You tremble with anticipation, arms coming up to wrap tightly around her neck while she sinks slowly into you. She lays kisses up the side of your neck, pausing to nibble on your earlobe, hips comfortably pressed tight against your ass, softly mumbling praises into your ear. Your legs twitched open wider to accommodate the unexpected girth that's bullying all your sensitive spots as it forces your cunt to make room. You almost sobbed in relief, hole stretched wide and fluttered in anticipation as the sting morphs into pleasure. The fullness has you weak as you slump bonelessly into the floor, inner walls clutching onto her cock so she can never leave, you could almost pass out like this is bliss. You're only disturbed from your daze when you feel a hand stroke against your stomach, and you see it, the cute little bulge of her cock. She takes your hand and moves it to rest over the bulge as she rocks her hips against yours so you can feel the bump against your hand and fuck, you can't deny the absolute whorish moan that escapes you.
"Keep the shawl on," Beidou purrs, releasing your legs so she can curl her hands around your waist and hauls you up onto her lap with a surprising amount of force. You forget just how strong Beidou is but in the moment, as you stare down at her as her sturdy arms carry most of your weight, it feels unreal that you're here doing something like this with her. "I want to fuck you while you wear something that's mine."
You whine, trying to thrust your hips down, squeezing your legs around her torso, trying to urge her forward, closer. The way she assumes such tight control over your body, locking an arm around your hips to prevent you from fucking down on your own, teeth at your throat. Her hands slide down to swipe where your pussy and her cock connect. The sudden touch is overwhelming, and you feel like you could cum in an instant. You look down through blurred vision to see her fingers spread your pussy so you can see her cock stretch your walls with every push and pull, thumb lazily rubbing your clit. But the feather-light touches aren't enough.
"N-No, no, need you...Need you to fuck me," you beg as you squeeze your eyes shut and grind down as much as you can onto her cock, "I can't cum like this, please Mommy, I need you so bad. I don't want anyone else but you."
“I’m gonna ruin you for anybody else," Beidou growls, hooking her thumbs between your thighs and spreading them apart until your hole stretches further, more slick leaking out and painting your thighs. She withdraws slowly, inch by inch, before thrusting back in hard enough to knock the air out of your lungs. And she doesn't let up. If anyone were to be sailing by, they would be able to see the ripples of the water as the wave rider rocked back and forth as you both fucked desperately. Windows fogged over from the heat of your bodies and muffled moans that seeped out from the crack of the doors. Her hands come to grip at your hips, but the sheen of sweat makes her hands slip that she growls and digs her nails in, and red crescent moons and fingerprint bruises bloom. You were certain you were going to pass out, your eyes were crossing, your vision beginning to blacken from being rammed until you were on the brink of ecstasy. Words were beyond you at this point, incoherent whines and gasps streaming from your tongue and pitching higher until you couldn't take it anymore. You trembled at the stimulation but had nowhere to go. The coil in your gut snapped, pleasure spreading throughout your body until you were buzzing with release, chanting mommy over and over again. Thighs shaking when you feel Beidou rub the head of her cock through the slick running down your hole, rocking her hips just enough for the cock to add soft pressure to your sensitive cunt. It feels like your brain is stuffed with cotton, mouth open until it's both dry and slopping wet as drool pools out of your mouth. You collapse against Beidou's body and go limp like a ragdoll as you cum again, spurting clear liquid as much as you can with Beidou plugging you up better than anything.
"So pretty," you think you hear above you, the sound of her moving her strap on out of the way to finger herself to completion using your cum, "Did so well pretty girl."
Beidou's heavy body pushes you down back to the floor as your legs hook over her own and you weakly try and hump against her pussy to help her cum. Lips press against yours in a sloppy kiss that slowly turns tender as Beidou orgasms against your cunt, your cum mixing with hers in a filthy mess that you know you'll be thinking of in future lonely nights.
"Sleep silly girl, we'll be home when you wake up," Beidou muses tiredly as she carefully lays you back down. You nod sleepily, feeling a warm cloth tenderly clean the mess between your thighs, eager to see what tomorrow will bring you. Hopefully, a round 2.
contents f ! reader, prostitution, brothels, flirt ! reader, mentions of alcohol consumption, thigh riding, cunnilingus ( r. receiving ), masturbation, scissoring, praise / body worship, pet names ( pretty girl, sweet thing, sweetheart, baby )
w.c 3.4k
a.n this came to me in a flash as i was running around mindlessly collecting sakura blooms and i genuinely gasped. i've been really busy with classes and work, but i really wanted to get this finished; lo and behold here it is! take some bardic inspiration
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the sun sinks on the western horizon, disappearing slowly where the sky kisses the sea, as the alcor docks at inazuma. lamps and lanterns are just beginning to glow, illuminating the port with their amber and golden hues. members of the crew offload various trading goods from liyue, making quick work of the crate and barrels they finish up soon after the sun has finished bidding it's good nights leaving the moon to bathe ritou in its pearlescent glimmer.
"alright crew, good work!" beidou's voice bellows across the deck. "we'll set sail again tomorrow morning! as thanks for a job well done, get out there and enjoy the inazuman night life; i'll cover the expenses, so just have fun! understood?"
cheers and shouts of thank you captain! roar from each member of the crux fleet—all except more-grubber, who looks as if she's just seen a ghost. much to her behest, huixing and liushi take her by the arms and guide her off the boat towards the merriment inazuma has to offer. beidou laughs heartily at the site of the excitable crew, feeling content in being able to grant them a well deserved accolade considering their unwavering dedication and diligence.
"captain!" juza calls from the dock. "aren't you comin'?"
"me? yeah! still got a few things to finish up here, but i'll catch up!"
juza eyes beidou skeptically, but reluctantly takes her word as she shoos him off with the wave of her hand and a smile. seeing the last of the crew finally dissipate, beidou lets out a sigh. excursions to inazuma are never easy, but if there’s one thing you can say about the crux fleet it’s that they are tenacious. even after the sailing that was all but smooth, they're as exuberant as ever.
a captain's work is never quite finished. there's documents and paperwork to be handed over concerning the goods from liyue, and a thorough inspection of the ship to be certain there isn't any significant damage is in order.
"the commission is always such a pain in the. . ." she mutters to herself, but begins the necessary work nonetheless.
some of the fleet has flocked to the bars for countless rounds of spirits, others to the various restaurants to have a taste of inazuman cuisine. the streets of inazuma city are unfamiliar, and beidou finds herself wandering the dimly lit pathways of backstreets. chatter and laughter, though muffled, spills out from alley bars and smaller food establishments making the city feel alive even in its late hours. the lights which leak from their windows alongside those of the street lamps reflect in puddles from an earlier drizzle, the smell of rain still fresh on the pavement.
it's in front of a particular tavern, she assumes it's a tavern anyway, where beidou finally stops. her mind had wandered as she admired the midnight atmosphere, and had took a few turns in the labyrinth of backstreets. this alleyway is more secluded, and perhaps dimmer than the others seem to be. the businesses seem to be closed, save for the one building with its light still on. a red light seeps out from its entranceway as she opens the door and steps inside, interested in what she might find inside.
shutting the door behind her, she's surprised to find it's. . . empty, not even a host near the entrance. though perhaps that's because it's also most definitely not a tavern; there is no drunken chatter nor clink of glasses, and not a single bar or table in sight. there's nothing more than a few sofas in the foyer and a staircase leading up to a second floor. she begins to worry she's accidentally stumbled into someone's home, and turns on her heels to exit when she hears a door slide open and shut again. before she has the chance to begin profusely apologizing, a pair of arms are flung around her shoulders.
"my, my, you're a new face around here," there's a bubbly cadence in your voice. "and quite the beautiful one at that."
she can feel your breath as you speak directly into her ear and it sends electricity down her spine. her face is heating up with you pressing up against her back, lips ghosting over her skin. not a tavern, but also definitely not someone's house. the red light should have tipped her off, but too be fair she's far more acquainted with indicators on the sea than she is with those on land.
you notice her tense under your touch, but you read it more as someone who's inexperienced; after all it's not exactly common happenstance for someone to accidentally walk into brothel on an otherwise deserted backstreet. maybe she's just nervous! she seems to be an outlander, too, so that could also be a factor.
"now there's no need to be shy," you coo. "i promise i'll take real good care of you."
beidou's eyes go wide and she's suddenly peeling you off of her with a nervous bout of laughter, finally turning to look at you while still holding you gently by the wrists.
"i'm sorry, but there's been a bit of a misunderstanding. see, i was walking around and suddenly i stopped in front of this place! i thought it was a bar, but—well—obviously i was wrong and well i—"
she's cut off by you erupting into a fit of giggles. now this is truly something new. while this line of work in inazuma isn't exactly table talk, it's not exactly a huge secret either. there are those who partake and those who turn the other cheek; the former often ranges from common folk, to the occasional outlander, even certain members of the tri-commission, hence why your first guess wasn't that someone had mistakenly wandered into here as it was the one most frequented by the. . . higher ranks, to say the least. those who needed to know its location knew of it, and those who didn't, didn't.
"i'm sorry, forgive my forwardness then," you say once you compose yourself enough to speak. "typically it's meant to make the client feel more comfortable, or ease them into things."
beidou nods as she eyes you over. you're dressed in typical inazuman attire: a yukata she can't quite tell the color of under the red hue of the overhead light, and there's a sweet smile on your face as you look at her.
"right, that makes sense," she mumbles, eyes fixating on your lips for a moment before flickering back up to your eyes.
your brows raise in amusement, "now, miss, do you plan to hold onto me like that the whole night? not that i mind, of course."
beidou looks confused for a moment before realizing she was still holding your wrists, and quickly drops them as she does which earns a giggle from you in return.
"sorry, uh. . ." she gives you a questioning look.
"y/n."
"y/n. sorry," she restates.
"miss?"
"beidou," she corrects.
"beidou. it's alright, really, relax," you affirm. "i was right about that bit at least. you're an outlander, correct?"
she nods, "yeah, from liyue."
"hm, i've not been to liyue," you hum and ponder a moment. "this place might not be a bar, but i can still offer you something to drink. what do you say? we can sit down and chat awhile, and you can tell me about your travels."
you reach out your hands to grasp one of hers; it's rough from callouses, but not unpleasant.
"o-oh," she stammers. "i don't—i mean i kinda feel like i'm intruding on your work. if someone came in—"
"they won't," you say simply. "i was actually about to close up since it seemed no one would be coming."
you shrug, "i won't force you, but know you wouldn't be intruding. i really wouldn't mind chatting the night away with a pretty lady such as yourself."
you drop her hand and step backwards, giving her a bit more space. the silence which befalls allows you two to hear the gentle patter of rain pick up once more just outside, and beidou sighs.
"sure, why not?"
there's a sheepish smile on her face, and you take her hand once more, pulling her in tow to the room you had exited from when she arrived. it's illuminated by a few floor lamps, and is furnished very simply with only a tea table and some cabinets on the opposing wall from which you both stand. a futon is splayed out on the floor in front of a storage space in the adjacent wall which is still slightly ajar.
"so," you start whilst crossing the room to the cabinets. "what brings you to inazuma?"
"my crew and i were exporting some goods here," she replies, beginning to feel a bit more at ease. "silk flowers, wine, and whatnot."
"your crew?" you pull a bottle from the cabinet.
"yeah! the crux fleet," says fondly. "they're my crew."
"oh? captain then is it?" you asked amused.
"that's right," she smiles.
you've heard of the crux fleet in passing, and now that you think of it perhaps thoma had briefly mentioned beidou and her crew once or twice. she'd seemed so timid at first—though you couldn't really blame her you suppose—but there's an underlying sense of pride about her as she talks about her crew.
the two of you talk as you enjoy the beverage you had selected—a sake made with sakura blooms. it's slightly sweet and just a bit sour with a pleasantly bitter aftertaste. you thought it might be something she’d enjoy, and it seems you were right as the bottle is emptied early on into your chat.
you're unsure exactly of how much time has passed, but your head is beginning to feel a bit fuzzy and there's a rosy tint in beidou's cheeks. she's told you a few tales of her travels, and some interesting stories from liyue. in truth, the stories are only being told in sporadic parts as a piece of one story weaves into the details of another, but you don't mind. she's speaking passionately and laughing heartily, and the excitement is infectious in such a way which makes your heart swell. you could gladly listen to her talk for aeons. though. . .
your eyes do begin to wander. they drift down to her lips every once and awhile when she puckers them in deep thought trying to recall a detail of one of her stories. they rake over her body, stuttering as they land on her plush thighs. she’s leaned back against the wall with one knee hiked up, her elbow resting on the created perch, and her other leg stretched out straight under the table.
her boisterous voice no longer fills the room, having died out considerably noticing you beginning to space out.
“y/n?”
“hm?” you perk up slightly.
“you good there? not talking your ear off too much am i?”
“no, no! not at all!” you assure. “i was just—you’re beautiful, i said that already right?”
you expect the return of her bashful nature from earlier, but instead she chuckles and leans forward slightly, resting her elbows on the table.
“oh yeah?” her once excited tone has shifted into something more playful and sultry. “y’know, you’re quite the catch yourself.”
“is that so? i’m quite honored,” you mimic her prior movements, her face now mere inches from yours. “after all i assume you’d have quite the eye for treasure, captain.”
a beat of silence encompasses the room, and a palpable tension builds like the counting of seconds between booms of thunder to measure its distance. after what seems like eternity, but in reality is only a few fleeting moments, she crashes her lips on yours. they’re surprisingly softer than you’d expected; the kiss itself along with the taste of sake clinging to her lips sends jolts of electricity down your spine, and it’s a feeling more intoxicating than any amount of alcohol.
you attempt to pull her closer by the fabric of the cape draped over her shoulders, but the table is proving to be quite the nuisance. you feel her smile against your lips and pull away slowly. she leans back once more and smirks.
"why don't you bring yourself over here?" she beckons and pats her thigh.
you're trying to keep your composure, but it's becoming increasingly more difficult as you eagerly crawl over to the other side of the table and straddle her thigh.
"atta girl."
she takes you by the collar of your yukata and pulls you in for another kiss. your whimpers and gasped are muffled against her lips; your hands are desperately searching for something to grasp onto, and ultimately settle on her shoulders as you grind down on her thigh. she flexes the muscle and a satisfied grin becomes her face as you let out a moan.
the collar of your yukata has been loosened considerably to the point it drapes off your shoulder, leaving beidou the perfect opening to suck and bite at the skin. she rolls her own hips to create friction between her cunt and your thigh which is placed between hers and she moans into the nape of your neck. it's not much, but the sounds of your pleasure as you get off on her leg are driving her mad.
you start gyrating your hips faster and in more irregular patterns as you feel the knot building up in your lower abdomen. she pulls down your collar further and you feel her lips on your chest, her hands firmly hold your hips, her fringe lightly tickles your collarbone. you can feel her over every single inch of your body, you're drowning in the feeling of her.
"beidou, beidou, beidou!" you whimper.
"fuck," she mutters under her breath. "gonna cum on my thigh sweetheart? go on, cum for me."
her words topple you over the edge and you spasm slightly in her arms as she keeps her grip on your hips, making sure you fuck yourself through your high. your chest is heaving as she finally allows your hips to come to a stop. though before you know it, beidou has you splayed out on your back and you're gazing up at her in the dim lantern light. your robe is now undone entirely leaving you bare for her to admire, and admire she does.
"look at you," she coos, kissing down your chest and abdomen. "don't you just look so pretty?"
she spreads your thighs and reveals your glistening cunt. her unwavering stare causes a heat to flush your cheeks and you cover your eyes in embarrassment.
"gettin' shy on me now are you?" she teases. "cute."
she lowers her head between your legs, kissing and leaving love bites on your inner thighs. your pussy throbs and your hole flutters around nothing as you buck your hips, earning a chuckle from her. you prop yourself up on your elbows, and she makes eye contact with you as she kisses your clit before licking up your folds. the feeling makes you shudder and your head crane back, a shaky moan leaving your parted lips. she hooks her arms beneath your thighs and pulls you in closer as she laps up your juices.
beidou thinks you're quite possibly the best thing she's ever tasted; she could gorge herself on your pussy for hours on end and never get tired of it, and the sweet sounds you make are just as delicious.
she sucks and licks at your clit with your hands tangled in her hair. the bottom half of her face is already soaked with your juices from the messy way she eats you out. you're already sensitive from your first orgasm, so it doesn't take long before you feel your second approaching. beidou snakes a hand down between her own thighs and begins rubbing tight circles around her own clit, her moans sending vibrations throughout your core. with one last flick of tongue you're cumming with strings of high pitched moans. she reaches her own high as she laps up every last drop of you.
once she's cleaned you thoroughly, she's pulling you into her lap once again and kissing you deeply. the taste of sake is now mixed with your faint taste on her lips.
"ya think you can give me one more, sweet thing?" she asks.
there's a crimson desire as deep as rolling thunder in her eye.
you nod eagerly, "gods, yes."
"that's my girl," she smiles.
both your heart and pussy flutter at her words, and she guides your hips to straddle hers as she leans back on her elbows waiting for you to take the lead. you brace yourself on her abdomen and lower yourself down, rolling your hips against hers. the two of you moan in unison as your clits make contact, and you repeat your movements to form a rhythm.
your thighs are quivering from the sensitivity of your other two orgasms, but her pussy feels so heavenly against yours that you can't even think of stopping. you reach up further and begin kneading her breasts in your palms, and rolling her nipples between your fingers. her mouth is agape; mixed moans of curses and your name fall from the captain's lips.
gasps and whimpers fill the room as your movements become more desperate and fervent. your combined slick aids you in thrusting your hips faster and faster.
"fuck, keep going baby, just like that," beidou praises. "you fuck me so good, so pretty. gonna cum for me again? gonna cum all over my pussy yeah?"
"yes, yes! feels s'good! wan' you to feel good," you whimper. "cum with me, please."
"so sweet for me," she coos.
"fuck, beidou! cumming, cumming, cumming!"
your thighs tremble and a pornographic moan is torn from your throat as your third orgasm washes over you, and at the same time beidou's moans peak in pitch as she comes undone beneath you. you manage to ride through both of your highs before your gyrations come to a stuttering halt and you collapse against her chest, your pussy still throbbing from the intense amount pleasure.
she wraps her arms around you, whispering praises as she gently caresses the skin of your back, her nails softly grazing your skin every so often. the rise and fall of her chest slowly becomes more steady, but her heart continues to boom in her chest. you glance up at her with bleary eyes and already find her gazing down at you, and if you didn't know any better you'd think you notice a glimmer of fondness in her eye. like a shooting star in the sky, it flashes and disappears in an instant.
"whatcha thinking about captain?" you ask softly.
"nothin'. you're tired, yeah?" she's not wrong, so you let her dodging of your question slide and hum in response.
"you're welcome to stay the night," you yawn.
she lets out an endeared scoff as you close your eyes, still resting on her chest. she couldn't leave even if she wanted to.
but she really doesn't want to.
you wake the next morning, wrapped once more in your yukata—perhaps a bit unkempt still, but she really did try—and lying in the futon you'd laid out the previous night before beidou arrived. the room is empty, but there's a generously sized bag of mora on the tea table. truthfully you hadn't thought to charge her for the night, but something tells you she would have insisted had you tried to decline. beside it is a note which reads:
i'm really sorry i had to head back to the ship my crew was waiting on me. i promise i normally have better manners. if you let me i'll prove it to ya next time!
you laugh fondly at the words scrawled across the paper before tucking it into your pocket, and begin to tidy things up.
the sun rises on the eastern horizon, appearing slowly over the roofs of buildings as you step out into the backstreet. the smell of rain still clings to the pavement and though the cold morning air nips at your skin, there's a warmth which spreads throughout your chest.
for @ghostly-march 's event!!
feat. | jean and beidou!
summary | a love confession!
author's note | thank you kk for hosting this event! i had so much fun :)
jean gunnhildr |
you’ve loved jean for quite some time now. her workaholic tendencies. the way she throws herself into her job as the grand acting master of the knights of favonius. you fell head over heels for heels the first time she talked to you.
you had been sitting in the library, feet propped up on the table, dabbing at a wound on your arm with alcohol. she’d come rushing in, clearly searching for something, clearly in a rush. then she’d spotted you at the table, jaw clenched in pain, eyebrows furrowed, wincing every few seconds,
when she’d laid a hand on your shoulder, you’d jumped, knocking the bottle of alcohol to the floor. “oh!” you’d exclaimed, looking up at her. “ahem. jean! what can i do for you?”
she’d smiled at you and kneeled, cleaning up your arm. she did it gently and quickly, better than you could ever have managed. “better get that bandaged. show it to barbara,” she’d instructed, then grabbed her book and hurried off.
she had been in a rush. and she had stopped to help you anyway. why?
you’ve visited her quite a bit after that, until you became friends. and you find yourself wishing that you could maybe be more than friends. partners. lovers.
you’ve never told her how you feel—what if it ruins the beautiful friendship you have? what if she doesn’t feel the same?
but sometimes, it feels like she does—the way her eyes catch on yours a little too long, the shy smile she flashes you after your hands brush, how she asks you to stay with her while she works. the way she cares about you so much that she’ll drop everything and keep you company when you’re sick.
one afternoon, you drop by her office. “let’s go to windrise,” you say, dropping into the chair next to her (a chair specifically for you, so that you’re always comfortable, although you end up lying on the floor or leaning against her).
she glances up at you and smiles. “oh, y/n, i’m working,” she says, gesturing at her the paper set out in front of her.
you take her hand and tug on it. “please, pretty please?” you beg. “for me?”
she hesitates, looking at her papers and then back at you. “yes,” she says finally. “take me there.”
and, lying at windrise, the sky dotted with stars (time flies by when you’re talking), her eyes reflecting the moon and her lips turned up in a smile, it hits you hard. “jean,” you interrupt her, pressing a finger to her lips. “i have to tell you something.”
your heart races. what if- what if- what if? what if she doesn’t like me that way?
“i love you,” you blurt. “always have. probably ever since you cleaned my arm in the library despite being late to something. and… i was wondering. if you maybe love me too?”
jean’s silent for far too long. long enough to wonder if you’ve made a mistake and ruined everything, until she says, “i love you too.” she rolls over to kiss you, and she looks like a dream.
beidou |
beidou, the captain of the crux fleet. beidou, the one you’ve nursed a crush on for an embarrassingly long amount of time. you can only thank the archons that she’s so patient with your endless bumbling. “ha!” she’ll laugh if you spend too long looking at her face and trip and go sprawling over the ground. your face hot with embarrassment, you’ll mumble something about not being able to see the roots.
she welcomes you on her ship whenever, teasing you for not having sea legs and constantly getting nauseous. but she’ll bring you soup, gently coaxing you to drink it, and rubbing your back. “aw, y/n,” she’ll mutter. “why do you come with me if you get so sick?”
because you love her, something that you can never tell her. you love how she brings the life into any gathering, the laughter beyond your lips. you find it deeply embarrassing that you spend so long watching her face when she concentrates. does she know what she does to you?
and it’s when she challenges you to a race. “over the rocks,” she says, as you watch her intently, “and through the water. first one to the opposite bank wins!”
you’re so excited to maybe beat her that you forget that you can’t swim. it hits you as you step into the water. how hard can it be? you wonder, wading in. very hard, as it turns out.
you realize you can’t stay afloat, nor can you breathe very well, and you start coughing. “beidou!” you shout. admittedly one of your stupider ideas. “beidou, help me! i can’t swim!”
“ha! you can’t get me to give up,” she yells, her voice garbled by the water in your ears.. “i’m not falling for it!”
“no, beidou, i actually can’t swim!” you yelp, running out of air. no longer able to hold your head above the water, you sink down, panic filters into your brain, and you close your eyes.
just as you wonder if this is the end, you feel strong arms around your waist, hauling you up and towards the shore. you roll over on the sand, coughing up what seems like gallons of water, cracking open your eyes. beidou kneels above you, looking both furious and concerned. “you idiot!” she shouts, when you sit up, wiping your mouth with the back of your hand.
“sorry,” you mutter. “i forgot.”
she berates you for a little while longer, demanding an explanation as to how you could forget that you can’t swim when it was a swimming competition?
“i was… distracted,” you mumble.
“distracted?!” she shrieks. “you almost died!” and she looks so scared that you want to kiss her, comfort her, hold her in your arms. “what could be more distracting than making sure you don’t die?”
“you,” you say, leaning against her shoulder. “i love you, beidou. you distract me. i… i think you’re amazing.”
“oh,” she says faintly. she reaches a hand up and stroked your cheek. “oh. i, um. i love you too.”
and when you look up, her cheeks are red. you lean in and kiss her, all memories of your swimming fiasco pushed from your mind.
asking them / getting asked to watch the fireworks by them
inc. zhongli, ningguang, xiao, beidou
a/n. tfw lantern rite is so good it inspires you to write
zhongli
when zhongli turns around a corner in the wangsheng funeral parlor, he is delighted to see you. “hello, (y/n). i wasn’t expecting to see you here. i thought you’d be enjoying the festival.”
nervously, you twiddle your fingers. “yes, about that… i was just wondering if you’d like to watch the fireworks together…?” you suggest.
zhongli is quiet, eyes on the floor. you suddenly regret asking. “but, ah… if you’re too busy, or just don’t want to…” your voice slowly trails off as your face gets hot.
zhongli suddenly looks at you. “oh, no, it’s not that.” he clears his throat. “i’d love to watch the fireworks with you. i just was just trying to think of the most ideal location to watch them from.”
“oh,” you chuckle. “i mean, we have a nice few even from here. we don’t need to travel far.” you tell him.
zhongli shakes his head. “i appreciate the offer but uh… if we stay here, we’ll have an uninvited guest,” he nods towards hu tao, who has completely turned in her chair to watch you and zhongli.
you nod, grinning. “right. then what do you think about heyu tea house?” you ask. “that also has a nice view…”
zhongli smiles, stepping past you and opening the door to the funeral parlor. “that sounds wonderful.”
you step outside and into the commotion of the festival. you can hear people laughing and talking, children running around with liyue delicacies in their hands, and couples walking hand in hand.
zhongli lifts his arm slightly, and you intertwine your arm with his. he can’t help but smile. “alright, to heyu tea house we go.” he says.
ningguang
since you had been such a great help with restoring the jade chamber, you had recently been tasked with helping lady ningguang herself. it was truly an honor, and it also brought you closer to ningguang.
after a day of running around and meeting with people and overlooking the festivities, you finally returned to the jade chamber with ningguang. after helping her out with a few more things, you no longer had any reason to stay with her.
“well, lady ningguang, i believe that’s it for me…” you tell her.
the tianquan simply nods. “thank you for all of your help today. i don’t believe i would have returned to the jade chamber so early if it wasn’t for you.”
you smile. “thank you.” you turn to leave but suddenly stop, turning back to ningguang, who hasn’t moved from where she was standing. “um, lady ningguang, if you’d like to see the fireworks, i’ll be just outside, so…”
after a few moments, she smiles. “thank you for the invite.” and then she turns and walks away, quietly slipping into her room.
you rush out of the jade chamber, cringing at yourself in embarrassment. what gave you the courage to say that to ningguang? why would you even ask? you had only been working for her for a few weeks, so why—
you’re pulled out of your thoughts when you hear the familiar clicking of heels behind you. you turn to see ningguang, beautifully dressed in a navy blue evening gown. for a moment, you swear that she seems almost… shy?
“not to ask this so suddenly, but… what do you think of this gown?” ningguang asks.
you realize your jaw has dropped slightly at the sight of her. you quickly close it. “um… you look… beautiful, ningguang.”
she sighs in relief. “i’m glad. i wasn’t entirely sure if this fit me.” she smiles. “but i trust your judgement.”
“i thought you’d be too tired to join me for the fireworks, but i’m glad you’re here,” you tell her.
ningguang shakes her head slightly and she walks closer to you. “even if i was, i would never miss the fireworks of the festival for the world, especially if it’s with you,” she says, a playful smirk on her face.
xiao
you had spent the day with xiao, however you hadn’t
bothered to ask him to watch the fireworks with you. he wasn’t a fan of crowds, and you didn’t want him to feel obligated to join you. so once the sun began to set, you decided it was time to head back to liyue harbor.
“well, i should get going… it’ll be time for the fireworks by the time i get back to the harbor,” you tell xiao. “are you going back to wangshu inn? we can take the path that goes past there.”
“oh,” xiao says. “…yeah. we can do that.”
you two walk hand in hand in silence, listening to the surrounding nature and the distant commotion from liyue harbor. as you grew closer to wangshu inn, xiao suddenly stopped.
“hm? xiao, everything okay?”
xiao nods. “i was thinking…” he looks past you. “maybe we could watch the fireworks together.”
you stand still for a moment, before quickly nodding. “yes! that would be really nice, xiao.” you say softly.
xiao starts walking again and you quickly walk to catch up with him, grabbing hold of his hand again. “i swear i wanted to ask you,” you say. “but i know the festival isn’t exactly the most… inviting place for you.”
xiao shrugs. “i know. but i just really want to watch them with you…”
you smile. “thank you, xiao.”
beidou
you stand on the crux, resting your elbows on the ledge and looking out to the sea. you had been helping beidou with some things, and it ended up taking all day. you were still on the crux, and you surely wouldn’t make it back to the harbor in time to see the fireworks as you had planned.
“what’s up? you haven’t said a word in hours. catfish got your tongue?” you hear beidou’s voice growing closer. you feel her arm around your shoulders.
you sigh. “it’s nothing. i just wanted to see the fireworks… i made plans and everything but…”
“you’re here on the ship,” beidou speaks as if she can read your thoughts.
you nod. “yeah,” you say softly.
beidou laughs, patting your back. “well, you’re in luck! it may not be what you had planned, but little do you know, we have the best seats in liyue!” she says.
you give her an unsure look.
“hey, come on! think about it! we’re a pretty good distance away from the docks so we won’t miss a thing! no trees or buildings blocking our view!” she tells you, grabbing your shoulders and leading you to the other side of the crux.
you realize that she’s correct — you really do have the perfect view.
“hmm,” you say. “you’re right.”
“you know it! i’ve spent more time than anyone on this ship!” she retorts. “i know all the tricks.”
“then, will you stay and watch the fireworks with me?” you ask softly.
beidou looks flustered for a moment, but she quickly pulls herself together. “of course! who do you think i am?” she wraps her arm around your waist. “i would never let you watch the fireworks all alone.”
