What happens if you just ramble along of your interesting thoughts while playing genshin or hsr while they are self-aware or some kind of SAGAU
LIKE
"I want to be squished to DEATH by some nice thighs/chest.."
BLADE would totally be concerned about your choice of how to be "taken out"(and maybe on a date y'know...) but blushes in embarrassment too...(he's totally checking his chest size...LIKE HAVE YOU SEEN—)
Or kafka who chuckles in amusement and put that in list in her mind of what you enjoy. (Perhaps your deepest dreams might come true-)
Wriothesley laughing awkwardly with Clorinde coughing into her hand as you said that. (HAVE YOU SEEN WRIOTHESLEY BAKERY AND CLORINDE IN THAT ONE SCENE WHERE SHE TAKES DOWN A ROBOT WITH HER LEGS? OMG-)
I have so much to add for characters but this is all for now...
Thank you for listening to my simp rant about this.
Oh yeah, they ALL know how infatuated you are with their bodies, and it's gone to the point where npc's will make your favorite characters body type the standard of beauty
So If you do find wriothlesley and blades ample behinds appealing be prepared for every NPC man be it enemy or bystander they will ALL start hitting squats like their lives depended on it
And the female npcs of mondstadt and liyue are also starting to workout and eat a little more, seeing as you can't stop obsessing over eula and captain beidou's "skull crushing thunder thighs" a title that eula despises and beidou loves for obvious reasons
Poor topaz has to endure all the online guides of "how to achieve the quadruple cheek body" or "how to look as thick as topaz in 10 steps" but jade loves it..thanks to you shes made all kinds of contracts and deals just to get a pinch of advice on how to achieve her build to earn your gaze
» stellaron hunter!reader, mean reader, joi, fingering, sex over a phone call
Before you went out in your mission Kafka made sure to take a small peek to the script Elio has given you, not because she was worried about your safety, rather to know when she could call you "in case she missed you", and she did took the first oportunity she had to call you, not caring where you could be as long as you weren't in the battle and could put your whole attention on her it was enough
For Kafka it didn't mattered the fact that you gave her all the night before your departure, how you made her mind went completely fuzzy and let her just babbling non sense by the way you were fucking her, just wanting to make sure she wouldn't miss you too much while you are out, Kafka is not someone who would just stand by and do nothing. From one side she already missed you and for the other she simply wouldn't miss the oportunity to mess with you like this, maybe if she provoke you enough you'll finish quicker your mision just to come back to her side and put her in her place
That was why after humping into your pillow enough to make her pussy get all wet just by teasing her own self she decided that it was a good idea to call you, after all hearing you sweet sweet voice will make her feel even better
If her sing song way to greet you on the other side of the line wasn't enough to make you realice she was not up for something good then it was the fact that it didn't took long before the soft moans gave her away, you could practically hear the way she bite her lower lip as her hips moved even more against the pillow just at the sound of your voice. It would be a lie if you said you were surprised and yet you couldn't help but roll your eyes, even asking her in a half teasing way if she really missed you that much, but you knew her and it would also be a lie to say that you didn't liked that side of her too
Since you had the time you made sure to go somewhere more less crowded, just enough so you wouldn't get weird stares as you asked her that, since she already bothered you in the middle of work it wouldn't be much of a burden if she could be so kind to show some love to her pretty breast in your name, you know, since her skin is you soft to touch and you simply can't ignore her boobs when they bounce so beautifully whenever she is over you instead of a pillow, and she didn't have troubles to do this for you, she started massaging one of her breast, squeezing her a bit before pinching and teasing her nipple like you tell her to do it, gasping a bit before chuckling as her arouse grew
The way she teased you for not being there with her wasn't really too appreciated, after all you called her out, she was the one bothering you during work and spreading all her dirty juices all over your pillow, and since she was being so inconsiderate you forbidden her to use any kind of toy to help her pleasure herself, she will be condemned to only reach her orgasm with what her hand could do for her, still she has been obedient enough so for now you will give her a bit of extra help
And for the rest of the phone call Kafka was following your instructions just the way you gave her them, she reached her pretty pussy and made sure to take care of it like it has to be, she teased her clit as you instructed and stopped when you tell her, after all you didn't wanted to be too obliging with her. But at least you were kind enough to guide her fingers to slowly get inside of her one by one, forcing her to go painfully slow because you didn't wanted her to continue making a mess out of you pillow, and when you finally let her fingers finally move until her pussy got all pinky and puffy you keep telling her to stay quiet, after all it would be really embarrasing if people around would heard her absolutely obscene noises
But by the time you finally hang out Kafka has reached her orgasm enough times to be satisfied for a while, and no matter how much you seemed to be mad at her she knows it is just because she was using your pillow instead of you being there with her, and she can only imagine the frustration you may feel, the way you would take that on anyone who gets in your way and what you will do to her once you come back, she really can't wait
no no no you guys just don’t get it. irl i’m fucking small, okay? like i’m 163cm. 5’3 or however that would turn out to be. and you guys need to understand that being that small and having an s/o who’s an absolute giant compared tk you (bonus points if they’re in a position of power and commanding) and yet to have your powerful s/o become nothing more than a pathetic whining, whimpering mess who’s just begging for your touch while on their knees with tears welling in their eyes *bangs head against wall bangs head against wall bagns head against wall*
imagine being the lover of jing yuan. he’s a powerful man, a literal general of an entire army and yet the moment he sees you, he’s tugging on your sleeve, pouting as he asks for you to touch him. he’s been such a good boy and holding himself back for you, please help him out? he can get you your favorite snacks! or do you need shoulder massages? jing yuan is running around like an errand boy, trying to please you jusg so he can feel your hand tightly wrapped around his cock.
imagine being the lover of blade. he’s a scary guy. quiet, reserved, cruel and most definitely won’t hesitate to resort to murder if he wants something. or simply if he felt like it. imagine him crawling on your lap with loud whines and soft whimpers, grinding his hard on on your thigh. you always tell him to learn how to use his words but bladie just never seems to get it. maybe you should edge him again until he learns his lesson?
imagine being the lover of gepard landau. he’s the captain of the silvermane guards. the most trusted man and silvermane guard in the entirety of belebog. the people adore him and his subordinates look up to him, wanting to be strong and reliable just like their captain. if only they knew their captain was wearing a hidden collar underneath his high collared undershirt. one that said just who he would kneel to.
imagine being the lover of sampo. he’s a cheeky guy. lies and manipulation tactics ready up his sleeve. he knows how to weasel his way out of every dirty situation. but he would never lie to you. never you. not when you made it clear on just how rough you can be in the bedroom after finding out he lied about not tricking one of the astral express crew. but sometimes, sampo wants to lie again and have you know of it just so he can be put in impossible positions while he sobs and drools deliriously.
imagine being the lover of imbibitor lunae. he is the high elder of vidyadhara, the most respected individual amongst his own race. he’s elegant, divine, ethereal, calm and collected. a person of authority and power. if only the people knew just good you wreck him with only just your fingers. how his tail would curl around you asking for more while he sobs for you to be gentle. he’s always so sensitive in his vidyadhara form. just tug on his tail or guide his head to between your legs by his horns, he would become a mindless, pliant baby in no time.
imagine being the lover of welt. he’s a calm and serious man of the astral express crew. often being their guidance and pillar to lean on when things get a bit too much. heck, sometimes he even acts like a tired dad (that “maaarrrcchhhh” scene in xianzhou quest). hell, he was even formerly the second herrscher of reason, a being that’s literally able to bend the physics of reality itself. and yet he would do anything just so he can feel you around him. he wouldn’t hesitate to try and please you so he can be inside your warm walls, moaning and trembling as you ride him.
imagine being the lover of kafka. she’s a scary woman, no doubt. just a single whisper and you would be nothing more than her cute little puppet. and yet she uses her powers for more… different reasons when with you. ordering you to fuck her cunt, finger her open in the dark alleyway, to let her sit on your face so she can ride herself into overstimulation. kafka loves when you’re in control. especially when wringing orgasm after orgasm from her shaking body.
imagine being the lover of himeko. she’s the one who rebuilt the astral express, a respected and well known genius of a beautiful lady. anyone would be lucky to meet her. but the only luck himeko wants is to feel your fingers inside her. how she would give everything just so she can hear you whisper all sorts of vile things in her ear as you pinch her clit, telling her to keep quiet so she won’t wake up the others.
thinking about blade and kafka: being a hookup with the two of them. they're a pair, y'know? even when it comes to sex. buy one get two ykwim?
blade is so sweet, so obedient. want him to suck your dick? hell yeah. want him to shut up and let you fuck him? roger that, sir. do you also think blade has some sort of abandonment issues?? i think maybe a little... so as long as you stay, do whatever you want. but no feelings attached, right..?
kafka on the other hand, brat to the maximum. she's gorgeous and she knows it; "can you really say no to me, sir?" what a whore. and yet she adores it when you smother her face on a pillow as you pound her from behind, she's practically drooling at that point.
tough day, just got back from a mission, they're both exhausted... what could make them feel better? sex with you. once blade and kafka see you, they're all over you, evidently begging for you to just fuck them up already.
one on your face and one on your dick, wouldn't that be total heaven?
literally can’t stop thinking about Kafka sending nudes while you’re apart… like imagine she sends you a video of her fingering herself and spreading her pussy apart to show you the stretch LORDD
sub kafka x dom gn reader
hslshskhs ANON.
but imagine her doing it while you’re out in public too… kafka sending you explicit videos while you’re away because she’s just so needy for you! it’s hard for you to keep your composure because you’re in public too—watching the video of her spreading her cunt open with her two fingers, and another video was of her fingering herself, moaning so loudly and trying to keep your volume down…
“stay like that. im coming back.” you’d text back, looking to see if no one saw you while you rush back to be with kafka… safe to say she won’t be walking the next day <3
Head empty.....sub brat kafka and sub good girl himeko
Kafka is the brat in the relationship who always shows off for you and always finds new ways to push your buttons
"What if i don't?"
"Was i not supposed to wear this today.....my bad~"
"Then why don't you come and make me"
So its no surprise when she goes from brat to whining puppy when you have her pinned under you and getting fucked stupid with a vibrator up her ass and your hands around her throat you'd think she'd learn her lesson only to do it again the next day
"is that ah~ all you've got AGH! FUCK ME DADDY/MOMMY I'LL BE GOOD JUST GO HARDER!!!"
"That's right spank me nice and rough AH~ put me in my fucking place AH~ make my ass red~ AH~ I just came from being spanked~ waves her ass teasingly I'm such a bad girl~
"i-im sorry daddy/mommy~ Ah~ i can't cum anymore~"
Meanwhile himeko is an absolute sweetheart and good girl always follows orders, wears what you tell her too wear (even goes commando if you tell her to but she demands cuddles as payment)
"Can i wear this today, i bought it for you in mind"
"Do you want me to give you a massage baby? you look tense"
"This skirt is a little short....okay but only for you"
She's so cute when you fuck her, letting out gasps and small whines at every kiss along her neck, teasing her nipples with your tounge and teeth just to make her squirm, the way she cutely begs you to eat her out everytime before you fuck her because she loves being overstimulated by your cock/strap, whimpering and moaning while calling you daddy/mommy the whole time and saying how good you make her feel desperate to be praised by you~
"Ah~ yes like thaaah~ Daddy/Mommy"
"Your tounge is so deep~ mmmm~ please put your cock/strap in Ah~ fuck me till i cry"
"Does daddy/mommy like when i ride your fat cock/strap Ah~ i take it nice and deep cause I'm a good girl, please call me a good girl again~"
And when you have both of them in bed it's unreal these two beautiful women begging you to fuck them till they break while you plow Kafka's insides and punish her himeko is right there riding your fingers while kissing your neck and encouraging you as she watches the bratty stellaron hunter get pounded by their shared lover
"Oh yeah daddy/mommy fuck her nice and hard mmmmm~ kisses your neck before slapping Kafka's breasts making her moan break that little brat then break me~
"Watching you pound himeko from behind oooh what's wrong himeko didn't you want daddy/mommy to break you like they did me~ leans back opens her legs now be a good girl and put that mouth to use daddy/mommy loves watching you work AH~ good girl~"
You don't know how you got these beautiful women to love you but your definitely not complaining
Im....speechless, LIKE WOW. I love this though.
Another scenario; Kafka being a brat once again, but this time, she drags good girl himeko into her troubles! Himeko wants to be your good girl so badly but you haven't fucked her for a whole month :(.
While you were in your office, doing some papers and reports until you got a notification. Seems it's from Kafka. Wonder what she sended you? You see a video of Himeko slightly shivering, slightly sobbing onto Kafka shoulders as they both ride a dilido.
Hearing Himeko saying light sorry's as Kafka said; "see you at home darling~♡"
And when you finally get home, as your jacket slightly slipping off, hair ruffled and panting when you opened the door. You put the jacket down, locking the door as you went to the bedroom. Hearing moans, and some whining.
A sight greets you of himeko begging for forgiveness, as Kafka shudders in excitement of what you'll do. (Oops. Got a little too far but love this and the art!)
✎ sub kafka + dom gn reader notes: exhibitionism, finger sucking, exhibitionist kafka, public setting, orgasm, no actual sex; this is inspired by a fav fic of mine i had read a few years ago on tumblr and i felt kafka would fit this scenario best. Also my writing style is a bit different here.
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“You know, this place has the best coffee, like ever!”, picking a tissue from the steel cup, you wiped the cream off your fingers.
Pressing your fingertips together, “shit”, they still felt sticky. Ugh you hated this feeling. It felt so wrong.
Kafka nods. Perhaps to your previously said statement or she understood the icky expression on your face because of the sticky remnants of the cream staining your fingers and agreeing to the discomfort.
The cafe wasn’t usually bustling on weekdays but ever since the news that some extremely handsome, gothic, tall man with pretty long hair has been serving coffees to young ladies with a smirk and a glare, the business has picked up alot.
“It doesn’t look like poor bladie is enjoying this”, kafka tugs her chin out to the counter he was at, before pulling the cup of hot chocolate, and the dollop of white cream on it, towards her grinning face.
“I don’t know if I should be scared or laughing my ass off-”, you muttered before taking another spoonful of the whipped cream, “probably the former”, and dropping it in your coffee cup, diluting it with the pretty spoon.
Kafka hummed in response. You noticed a few people linger their gazes around your table. It wasn’t too weird, especially when it was kafka seated across you.
A beautiful, gorgeous lady with hair so luscious; eyes resembling sharp gems screaming power; and those harnesses fitting her body like some sort of a bodycon dress. It made her shorts and shirt combo look way more sluttier than it was supposed to be.
It was more of a work outfit if you take out those black harnesses! (And ignore her curves)
Kafka licked her lips slowly, trying to get any leftovers of the drink on her mouth. But her tongue couldn’t reach that small spot above her upper lip.
“Kafka”, you signed to your own lips, “there’s some-”, hoping she will get the idea. Kafka smiled in return, leaning over the table, hands resting on them.
“Why don’t you help me?”, she asked in that sickening sweet voice. That tone in her voice always meant something more. It wasn’t that simple with Kafka.
Although feeling quite nervous, you tried to let it not show on your face. Nodding, you picked up a tissue and moved your hand towards her face.
“[y/n], I asked for your help”, she jerked her head away from the nearing tissue, her eyebrows cocking up, as if you failed to understand her question.
“Uh…what do you want me to do then?”, your hands were still paused in the air. Hesitant and confused.
Kafka’s eyes glinted. She took the tissue out of your hand, tossing it on the table. Not breaking eye contact, in all this time.
She takes your hand, placing your fingers on the bit of cream on her face perfectly, as if she herself positioned the sweetened thing and it wasn’t an accident from just sipping like a normal person.
But again, Kafka was never normal.
Your fingers scooped up the cream in one swift motion, all the while being guided by Kafka’s hand. You almost pulled your hands back but her grasp was still there. Softly holding your hand and letting it linger there.
Slowly she pulled your palm towards her mouth, your fingertips dancing across her lip on a rhythm set by herself. She parts her wet lips, taking two of your fingers inside her mouth (the cream was only on one).
And she starts sucking on them. Nibbling and coating your digits in her saliva. Swirling her tongue around and around like your fingers are some sort of a candy, a favourite of hers.
You curl your lips in, eyes widened, before uttering a lowly whisper-yell, “Kafka!”. But you didn’t pull your fingers out. You didn’t even pull your hand back. In fact, her palm is no longer clasped against your hand. Its on your wrist now.
There was no force though. No harsh grip. Nothing. She was just….touching you. While your fingers were trapped inside her mouth. So you had all the control to remove your hand from her mouth, but you didn’t.
Exhaling a soft needy moan, she continued to suckle on them. Oh, this is different. You felt this weird tightening in your gut. Your throat, dry. Your core, pulsing.
You push your fingers further inside, until your knuckles were touching her lips and your thumb was caressing her chin. Your fingertips prodded at the base of her tongue and you could feel her heartbeat increase in pace.
Her lips continued to form a tight circle around you, sucking you in till she was choking on it.
Kafka was now rubbing her legs together. She could feel something wet inside her panties. There was an unbearable hotness creeping up inside of her. The lit of a fiery passion.
“mmph fuck~”, she slobbers around your fingers, her throat constricting and you could see small veins pop up. Bits of drool trickled down, enough to stain her chin but not in such quantities that they would be dripping down.
However something else was dripping and you both knew very well what it was.
As much as this was hauntingly thrilling and embarrassing to you, you started to indulge in it. The squint in Kafka’s eyes, tears coating them; the shaking whimpers and moans escaping from her throat when she wasn’t entirely focused on being facefucked by your fingers.
“You do really like putting on a show in public”, you chuckle, noticing sets of stares at your table. It had suddenly turned quiet. Not the bustling mess it was a few minutes ago. From the corner of your eyes, you even see a blushing blade peeking at you two.
Just what in the hell are those two doing?, you laugh in your head, already aware of what he was thinking.
“mmhm”, Kafka nods. She suddenly turned so obedient and quiet. Well not like quiet quiet but more like submissive quiet. Like what she usually is when sexual tension between you two starts riling up and all her cool, snarky attitude falls down and she just becomes a dumb slut.
Her hands gripped on the leathered couch, fingers digging in and surely shredding a bit of it. It didn’t matter though. This was more important to her.
Her tongue was rummaging between your fingers, as if being played by them. So slimy and wet, she was salivating a lot more than usual. Your fingerpads were in her throat, and she chokes out a strangled moan. A tear finally escaping her eyes as she shuts them closed.
Did she cum?, startled, you pull your fingers out. A string of saliva forming a bridge before breaking apart quickly. A few drops of it falling on the table.
You didn’t wipe your hands. You stared at Kafka, alarmed and troubled. Although the heat flaring your cheeks may say your true intentions of making her cum in public, in front of so many people, it was also immensely embarrassing.
Kafka’s chest heaves up and down. Her bosom looking restrained under that tight shirt of hers. Sweat droplets forming on her forehead and her face so pretty and red.
Her parted lips were still coated in her saliva, red lipstick smudged. Oh and she has that look. The exact replica of when she climaxes underneath you.
But she smiles. Picking up the same tissue she tossed to the side and wiping her messy lipstick and dabbing that sweat away.
“As much as I would love to put on a show for everyone here”, ugh its that tone again, “-I would rather spread my cunt only for you to fuck into”, she takes out her wallet and places a 30 on the table. Acting as if the entire fucking café didn't just hear her say that.
“Keep the change”, her merry voice calls out to the very bewildered waiter. Before your blushing mess of a head can form a reply, she takes your trembling, drool covered hand, and exits the café.
she's been such a brat lately, teasing and taunting to get you worked up, then acting like she's done nothing wrong.
so why not give her a taste of her own medicine? why not grope her ass and thighs when no one is looking? why not pull her into a secluded corner to play with her tits and litter her neck with hickeys?
why not drag her into a small closet to finger her and play with her clit until she's on the very edge of cumming, then pull away with a laugh and going right back to whatever you were doing before while she tries to understand what just happened?
keep the game going and keep her on the edge all day, see if she can keep up her sassy quips after she's been denied an orgasm for the nth time
tie her to the bed at the end of the day, and keep teasing her. keep the climax just out of reach while cries and whines and begs for you to just fuck her already, please she's sorry! she'll behave!
