#old draft

[cringecorp]

was reading about tripod fish and i'm obsessed with this wording

[lacydear]

RAFE IN: “I WONT BE ABLE TO PAY MY MORTAGE”

“baby?” you hum from the couch as rafe washes the dishes. you're snug as a bug. toes and nails freshly done, hair freshly blown out, in your cute victoria secret pijamas while sitting comfortably in your couch with a fluffy pillow cocooning you.

rafe hummed in acknowledgment, scrubbing on a cup. “whats up?” “i dont think i'll be able to pay the mortgage. sorry.”

he stops scrubbing. the hot water still running. you never pay, anything really. not because you are not capable, your old job payed you well. the same job that he made you quit because you didn't need it. you didn't need to worry about money, he had that handled.

he had you taken care of. in possibly every means possible. when he stops the water from running, wipes his hands with a towel and starts walking towards you, you tense up.

you expected him to laugh, or to roll his eyes. something humorous! but no...he looks almost mad, or sad? “bab-” he kneels beside you, gently cupping your face. “dont ever say that.”

you knew rafe was sensitive. he didnt exactly have a normal family. sometimes when he was expected to show any kind of emotion such as crying, he didnt. like when you both found out sarah didnt want rafe to be near her child, he didnt cry. he simply moved on with his day. but in moments like these, were you attempted to make a joke, he was trembling.

almost as if he was scared.

“dont ever worry about money or-” you shushed him, gently pushing his hands off your cheeks. “rafey, you're crying.” he was crying. little tears,but tears nonetheless. you gently grab his shirt, pulling him up so he can lay on you.

and he does, with all his big arms and broad shoulders, rafe cameron finds solace in your embrace. and it shows with the way he willingly melts his body into yours. how he buries his face into your shoulders, allowing you to drape the blanket over both of you. “it was just a silly joke,” you mumble, scratching his scalp.

“i know, i just dont want you to worry about anything like money while im here.” he whispers, lips brushing against your neck as he gently rubs your side.

you and rafe spend the rest of the day in the couch. whispering sweet words of comfort as he calms down.

maybe its time to pipe down on the tiktok trends for a while.

[misssdom]

touching yourself and suddenly getting ten times wetter when you think of them.

[hilobiak]

[jacaelyx]

"trans men benefit from male privilege" not in countries that don't recognise them as men hope this helps

"wasn't talking about those types of men" either be specific then or talk about them more inclusively and with nuance

[chai-writes-stuff]

send nudes | childe x reader | NSFW | drabble

summary: at this point, you're convinced the only reason childe's still in university is to fuck with you. and to fuck you. themes: friends with benefits, college AU, dick pics, sexting, attempt at humor, you're a good student, childe is not word count: 771

After finally getting you to unblock him on socials, Childe’s favorite pastime became sending you dirty messages whenever he felt like it. Of course, being him, he felt like it all the time. Whenever he was bored, his inclination for mischief only grew stronger.

“And if we follow the format of the general equation,” the physics professor stated as he drew a curve on the whiteboard, “we’ll find a shape like this with an associative curve…”

The older man’s voice droned on and on, but Childe was already seeking out his favorite method of entertainment. He smirked down at his phone as he wrote up a message to none other than you, his best friend. With some benefits.

[Childe] im so boooored babe </3 [Babygirl♡] Hello to you too, Childe. I hope you can sense the sarcasm. Aren’t you in class? [Childe] wanna see my dick? [Babygirl♡] What is wrong with you?

He had to do everything in his power to stifle his laughter. Sitting at the very back of the lecture hall had its perks, but too much noise would probably warrant a glare from his classmates. Disregarding his surroundings completely, he held his dick with his left hand and took a photo with his right.

[Childe] Sent Image. [Childe] horny ;( [Babygirl♡] Dear Archons, Childe. Zhongli is working on his thesis right next to me. Save the inappropriate photos for a more appropriate time. [Childe] soooooo u wanna see it just not now [Babygirl♡] That’s not what I meant. [Childe] heyyy. show me smth hot girlie ;) ♡ [Babygirl♡] No. [Childe] what r u wearing [Babygirl♡] You’re so stupid… [Babygirl♡] A blouse and a skirt.

What had started as a joke to get you riled up was working its effect on him all too well. When he envisioned your ass in a tight skirt and your nipples poking through the silky fabric of a fitted button down, he let out a soft laugh. That kind of image was far more interesting than the hyperparabolic curve the professor was still working on.

[Childe] a skirt huh? so u can show me what’s under it pretty easily then ;) [Babygirl♡] Absolutely not. And stop with the winking faces, they make me shiver. [Childe] what kinda shiver? is it like the one you get when you sit on my dick or more like the one you get when i eat you out? [Babygirl♡] Childe. Zhongli is right next to me. [Childe] idc. i wanna see you in that skirt ;) ♡♡♡ [Babygirl♡] Don’t just ignore me. [Babygirl♡] You know what. Get back to class. I’m not answering you anymore. [Childe] aw don’t go :( im so hard babe [Childe] i’ll just spam your phone with msgs [Childe] like this [Childe] ;) [Childe] ;) [Childe] ;) [Babygirl♡] Look. Just tell me what you want and let’s get this over with.

“What a cute skirt,” Childe murmured into your ear, his fingers sliding over the smooth fabric. “It hugs your ass juuuust right.”

He squeezed at your rear end as he spoke, prompting your breath to hitch. Although you were hot in the face, you stared at him in the bathroom mirror and said, “Enough teasing. I have a lab report due at midnight.”

Childe’s blue eyes were coy. They stared right back into your own, red bangs fringing his long lashes, and seemed to smile without any influence from his mouth at all. Those pupils dragged from your face to your body, running up and down as his hands roamed the shape of your skin.

“Okay,” he said eventually, eyes trained on your ass. “Since you asked so nicely, I’ll fuck you.”

“You need a hearing check…”

A chill shot up your spine when you felt your skirt peeling away from your skin. Childe pressed up against you, his bulge poking right into your lower back. You sucked your lip into your mouth in anticipation, and rocked unconsciously into his fingers when they tested you for entry.

“You’re so wet, babe,” Childe murmured right up against your ear, thrusting his fingers in and out. “My sexting totally worked.”

“Shut up,” you muttered back. “Put it in.”

“So impatient,” he crooned. “You’re definitely not the good girl everyone says you are, Miss Cum Laude.”

You felt your heart pound in response to his words. You pressed your eyes shut and swallowed, tilting your head his way as his fingers wrapped around your hair. Childe laughter was a hot gust of air against your delicate neck.

“Here you go,” he whispered, directing the tip of his cock against your throbbing entrance, “baby girl.”

Which one of you was the incredibly horny one again?

a/n: had to take a break from writing my lohen fic to pay my respects to the OG crazy man... maybe one day i'll extend this and post on ao3 haha this is an old unpublished genshin draft! if you liked it, please consider leaving a heart! (˶>⩊<˶) ♡ if you would like to be pinged whenever i post genshin x reader, reblog and/or comment! thank you! ✨⋆˙⟡ ad astra abyssosque! ⋆˙⟡✨: @kinkiaan29, @niki-is-a-reblog, @fml7113, @foggypenguincrusade, @lynndt-chocolate @nobody-tm, @arunima098, @astralgleam, @jiaennie, @nemis1s @amphitrie masterlist | ask | ao3 | more genshin

[yodaddyssideho]

– Feat. Roommate!Wanderer x Sick!Reader

synopsis: As a prestigious student in the Akademiya, it's common for you to overwork yourself and spend ceaseless hours in the library which leaves your roommate less than pleased with you when you're home.

– authors note. Really old draft that I left rotting in my notes so why not share it? This is somehow really embarrassing to post but I want to start somewhere TO BE CRINGE IS TO BE FREE❤️‍🩹

p.s if I see anything about the writing EVERYBODY will feel my wrath, okay? Okay💞

It had been a long and daunting day, your hands trembled as you held them against your cheeks—Fingers cold against your burning skin.

It hadn't even been that long since you'd gotten out of a cold and you'd gotten sick once more, but you didn't dare tell anyone.

Even when you'd be coughing up a storm, leading most to glance at you in concern while others in annoyance.

Not that it mattered.

Your shoes lightly clicked against the academiyas polished floors, books in your bag that weighed you back just a tad bit. Even in such a condition you still dared show up.

Although Sumeru had decent weather, even a light rain could dampen your health.

You sighed, what a day this was...

The sun had already been slowly setting and you had only just gotten home, trying to be careful and quiet so as to not disturb anyone.

"Where were you?" You nearly jumped out of your skin startled as your head whipped to the source of the voice.

Wanderer sighed, "You humans are so fragile.." He muttered before finally stepping out from the shaded hallway, the moonlight shining in through the door where you stood.

"Why are you just standing there?" He grumbled, his patience waning.

His gloved hand reached for your cold ones, pulling you inside and shutting the door behind you.

Turning towards you he had already lost half his patience with you—Always fussing over your health even if he'd never bother to say anything about it, his actions always spoke for him.

"I'm sorry—" You began but he cut you off with his arms crossing over his chest and his brows furrowing.

"Stop staying up late studying, you're gonna burn out and forget it all in the morning." He stated, leaving little room for argument.

But what were you if not stubborn?

Obedient, probably.

"But—It was only for a little longer than usual!" You reasoned.

"It's midnight."

The rest of your argument was swallowed back down, had you really lost that much track of time?

Outside wasn't any better, barely any noise to fill what had already been—awkwardly—created.

The silence dragged on until he finally set the back of his hand against your forehead, feeling for a fever only to pull it back after a moment.

"Go take some medicine and sleep," He said. "If I catch you awake I'll knock you out myself."

With that said he simply walked away like it was nothing.

When you'd first moved in with him you'd found him to be quite irritating, his sarcasm and brusque responses led you to believe he wasn't the best to be around. But truly he was far more than what he led on to be.

You'd just have to peel all those layers he'd put up and find him at the center some day.

Your feet gently padded against the wooden floor as you went off to your room, the floorboards occasionally creaking beneath you.

The only source of light was the moon, the luster of it's rays leading you to your door.

Eventually you settled into bed after doing whatever you'd needed, reading some books you'd found and doodling along lined papers before finally closing your eyes to rest.

Everything grew quiet once again, the only sounds in the room being your breathing and the gentle sound of crickets outside.

Then a creak.

You tensed, but you kept your eyes shut.

The sound of someone approaching grew louder before they'd come right beside you, standing over your form before a cold gloved hand touched your forehead.

A quiet hum was heard before they gently kissed your forehead, their lips feather-light against your warm skin.

The moment was ephemeral but it felt eternal.

They lingered in the room for another short moment before turning to leave, shutting the door behind them gingerly while their footsteps grew more faint as they padded through the hall.

It wasn't hard to tell who came to visit, far from difficult in fact. But when morning came you never bothered mentioning it.

If he wanted to hide from you then that was fine, some day he'd come out and you'd find him with joy.

That morning Wanderer wasn't there to greet you, only a bowl of warm soup was left with some medicine right beside it—Not a note in sight.

A/n. Dare I say I'm open to requests..? I IMPROVED MY WRITING I PROMISE

[zu-tata-ara]

thinking about how zuko’s initial reaction to having katara visit his room at the air temples was joy............