Listen, Flins is a simple man with simple tastes, but by the archons, don't you look stunning in black. The second you show up to him with that pretty black set, the babydoll nightgown hugging your breasts and the sheer black fabric covering your soft stomach, the pretty inky panties with ruffles on the side of your hips, that man is a goner. All self restrain is thrown out the window as he begs for you to let him stain the fabric with his runny cum, rambling about how he'll buy you a new pair and 10 more.
✶ Varka
Varka likes you in a pretty white sheer set, with sown pale emerald and yellow flowers that glint gold in the right lighting. There's something so arousing about seeing you in his colors. After a long legion away from you, all he needs is the warmth of your body on his when he tugs on your lacy bra strap to bring you closer to his lips as you ride him. His dick crushing your insides.
✶ Wriothesley
White may seem plain and isnt always the first choice, however, paired with the right elements it can make some men go crazy. Wriothesely, for example, can barely stay still as he fucks you from behind, hand holding onto your lace suspenders, slamming your hips back into his. He isnt a sadist, he says, but you know for sure you feel him twitch inside of you when you wail in pain as your lacy, bra rubs over your sensitive skin. Perhaps what gets him going is the sight of your reddened skin under all that pure color.
✶ Kinich
Yellow is a hard color to wear, but Kinich thinks it looks otherworldly on you. But not just any shade, no, it's that one perfect color between yellow and orange, like the afternoon sun sending it's last rays. It makes your skin glow and a part shoved deep into him purr with possessive satisfaction at the sight of that color reminiscent of his eyes. —And don't get him started on lace and bows, this man could go on for hours about how gracious it looks between both your breasts, the soft silky bows bouncing up and down with your rapid breathing as he absolutely devours you like a starved man. Two fingers pushing your panties to the side.
✶ Arlecchino
Alrecchino has her fair share of lingerie, ranging from custom made bralettes from Fontaine to more casual basic sets of cotton undergarments. However, she can never get sick of seeing you in deep crimson and black. Maybe it's something about the way you'd slowly walk up to her as she sits on the balcony of your quarters, wearing nothing but that black lace floral bra, cheeky little panties that squeeze your ass just right and thigh high sheer black stocking, all covered by that sheer burgundy négligée with ruffles at the hem, that makes her want to drag you back to bed and make you squirt on her fingers all over again.
✶ Yelan
Hear me out, Yelan loves your gartners. Especially if it's the one she bought for you that perfectly matches the previous navy set with white accents. When you're high on her lap, hips driving forward as you beg for more friction, both your lips bruised from the kisses you've exchanged for the past hour, she adores slipping one hand under that silky gartner, squeezing your thigh as her other cups your breast under the pad of your bra.
✶ Columbina
Oh my god, mauve. This woman is stupidly head over heels for you and might as well worship the ground you walk on. She'd totally prove that statement by how feral she'd go when she sees your pretty figure draped in her favorite lace mauve corset. The transparent fabric with sewn in camellias those pretty purple bows resting on your hips and soft silk hugging your breasts. Would totally jump you like a wife seeing her husband come back from war.
CW: Reader can be either Yelan’s girlfriend or Tsaritsa’s wife in this, a what if scenario, may be ooc for the Tsaritsa/Anastasya
You know, I was just reminded that Yelan stole the Tsaritsa’s coat and currently wears it to show off. I know she technically stole it from Pantalone because it was a gift never given to the Tsaritsa, but how funny would it be if Yelan straight up stole Anastasya’s jacket in front of her so she witnessed it?
Yelan would probably lend the jacket to her own girlfriend too, and I think it’d be funny if one day, the Tsaritsa saw Reader in Snezhnaya without Yelan present, wearing a coat that looked very oddly familiar. No…it can’t be. Surely not.
To add on another layer to this, I think it’d be hilarious if the Tsaritsa was planning to give that specific coat to her own wife as a gift. But it seems that the thief Yelan took it and altered it, before giving it to her partner. The Tsaritsa doesn’t know if this is for certain, but she gives Yelan’s girlfriend a side eye because that coat should belong to her wife.
Saw a gif of pov with Cantarella bouncing on your lap and her boobs jiggling in your face and it gave me..... needs
So here's a super short drabble applicable to any woman you want (I have written down some of my choices), can imagine Y/n with either a strap or cock both work
Her voice came in short, breathy gasps, her arms wrapped around your neck, fingers gripping your hair and her head thrown back as she undulated on your lap. Her hips sought yours, moving with fervor, sounds of skin slapping against skin resounding in the room. Your own hands gripped her hips, squeezing her plump ass and thighs as you helped her move.
Your face was buried in her ample chest, snuggled between her plentiful breasts as she took her pleasure from you, her scent filling your senses, the soft fleshy mounds bouncing with her movements. You urged to touch them, to kiss and suck, but she held you too close and too tight, lost in her own revelry as she approached her release. Not that you were complaining, this sensation itself was exquisite beyond words, after all.....
warnings: 18+, dom!characters x sub!reader, petplay dynamics, praise/degradation, collars, leashes, spanking, fingering, oral, tail plug for nefer's (r!receiving)
yelan
we already know she loves using leashes. specifically ones made from her hydro strings she can create. of course, she's much gentler than she is with criminals or those she's getting information out of.
that said, she can still be quite teasing and rough. she'll drag you along in the bedroom, push you to your knees, tug you closer to eat her out. she's very demanding.
in public, she'll still have you wear collars, but they'll be more subtle. something blue in a material so similar to yelan's ability, you can't help but wonder if it actually is from her.
ningguang
ohhh ningguang my beloved. she's domineering without even lifting a finger. with her, she could drop the leash, and you'd be bringing it right back to her.
she prefers to treat you as a pet when you've misbehaved. she'll put the collar and leash on, laying you across her lap while she spanks you, tugging the leash to lift your front up to hear you thank her with every hit.
she's also the type to have you wear collars in public. hers will more likely be fashioned by someone like chiori. extremely expensive, yet comfortable. the design, however, screams ningguang. everyone knows you're hers.
nefer
another very teasing one. though, she'd be much more into this dynamic. i think she'd especially like adding kitty ears and a tail to you. and, yes, she loves getting to put the tail plug in, holding your squirmy body still.
definitely gets off on pulling you by your leash, having you eat her out, finger her, please her. just the way you look up at her on your knees, those cute little kitty ears, and your wide eyes. she adores you so much.
as for collars, she wants them extravagant and stunning. she spares no expense when it comes to you, believe it or not. after all, you'll earn it all back by being such a good pet for her, won't you?
Genshin women who totally dig their claws/nails into you when fuckin’ <3 | Finger-fucking, biting, scratching (obviously), signora calls you a pet, arlecchino and yelan both have a good girl/bad girl thing going on, bottom FEM reader
Yae miko spares no mercy when she manages to corner you alone in the shrine, she’s so mean to you with her sharp teeth and claws :( her mouth bites at your neck, leaving little nips here and there- meanwhile her claws are digging into your hips so roughly your going to have bruises for days. And if you ever think about whining about it to her, all she gives you is a cheeky little smile and a “what do you mean darling? I’m not doing anything at all” with that teasing voice of hers.
Arlecchino does it sparingly, but purposefully. Your head is shoved into the pillows and she thrusts into, your moans barely muffled and she gets a bit annoyed. Her hand shoots up to wrap around the back of your neck, her well-maintained claws digging into your skin. She shoves you farther against the pillow, all the while she slams into you at an inhuman rate. “Be a good girl and be a bit quieter.” She hisses in your ear- unfortunately that just made you whine her name louder :(
La signora holds you on her lap while she sits at her vanity, her nails pressing into the soft skin of your thigh while she keeps you on her with a vice grip. You’ve been so needy for her since she’s been off on fatui missions, and now she’s teasing you by not touching you AND just keeping you sitting here. You have to wait while she takes down her hair, then while she wipes off all her makeup! You’re squirming in her lap and she snaps at you, like an owner would their dog. Good thing she always as a soft spot for her little pet though, because her hand grips your chin to turn towards her so she can give you a little kiss. You’ll probably have indents on your face now as well.
And then of course you have the women who have long nails and keep them away from your delicate skin when fucking you stupid <3
Ningguang keeps two nails short just for you, just to finger that pretty little pussy. Your moaning and gripping her (very expensive) sheets for dear life, and she just smiles and laughs like normal. Sometimes she draws the tip of them down your chest, faint white lines appearing over the slope of your breasts-but it never hurts too much. And if it does, she just kisses to make it feel better :)
Yelan does something similar, but she’s much meaner about it. You’re between her legs, eating her out like it’s the only thing you’ve ever eaten, she has the nerve to dig her fingers into your hair!! She doesn’t pull harshly (yet) but she does guide you closer to her cunt even though your face is already pressed against her :( sometimes she likes to grip your hair roughly, say something teasing to you and make you beg- but that’s only if you’ve been a bad girl, and your never a bad girl right?
Honorable mentions: Raiden, Xianyun, Xilonen, beidou, Rosaria, and Sara </3 also my requests are open!!
Synopsis: Trying your new fruit-flavoured lip gloss on your unsuspecting girlfriend.
Characters: Hu Tao, Ningguang, Yelan, Ganyu, Shenhe, Keqing and Beidou (separate) x Fem!Reader
Content Warnings: None! Just some good ol' fluff, maybe a bit suggestive at some parts *cough cough* Beidou
Word Count: 2.8K
A/N: Idk why im so obsessed with assigning lip gloss flavours to characters. Anyways, have some Liyue girlies fluff for a change
[ Hu Tao ]
If you were to guess Hu Tao’s favourite fruit, you’d narrow it down to all things red. Apples, strawberries, pomegranates… The latter had a second layer of death-related mythology to it as well.
But when it came time for you to decide on a new lip gloss, you swiped the cherry-flavoured one. You figured she’d appreciate something sweet yet not overwhelmingly so. Dating the director of a funeral parlour had spice to it after all. Sure, you couldn’t smear crushed-up jueyun chilis over your lips, so you had to settle for the next best thing.
It took you agonizingly long to apply the lip gloss. You’d accidentally leave smudges on your chin and cheeks, not to mention that it didn’t stick for too long and needed reapplying every so often.
And just to foil your plans even further, Hu Tao kicked open the door to your shared bedroom right as you were trying to wipe away a stray blotch.
“Hey, Y/N! Time to go!” She chirped, oblivious to your predicament, before making a dash for you.
“Wait- ah!”
And before you knew it, she had tackled you on the bed and her lips were glued to yours. Kisses with her were always unpredictable.
She pulled away with an audible “mwah!”. You were under the impression that she was going to release you after getting her kiss, but the intrigued glint in her crimson eyes told you otherwise.
“Hmm… you taste funny.” She mused, popping her lips and narrowing her eyes mischievously. “Did Xiangling feed you something sweet?”
“Wha- no. I just got a new lip gloss is all. Do you like it?”
Hu Tao brushed her tongue over her lips a few more times, trying to get a proper taste of the artificial fruits compressed within your lip gloss. “Lemme guess… Strawberry? No? Dragonfruit then! Still no?”
You couldn’t help but smile. You tilted your head to match her playful energy. “Third time’s the charm.”
Hu Tao hummed in thought before sighing in mock defeat. “Oh, man. Let me cheat a little.”
She leaned forward once more to steal another kiss. This time, the tip of her tongue brushed against your lips, more insistently.
“Aha!” She huffed triumphantly upon breaking the kiss. “Cherry! Got it!”
You sat up on your elbows, admiring the traces of red lingering on your girlfriend’s lips. All things red complimented her character in a sense.
[ Ningguang ]
You had been waiting for what felt like centuries for that chatty merchant to finally leave Ningguang’s side. On one hand, you understood that meeting with the Tianquan must be a thrilling occasion for any businessman, and the poor guy wanted to leave a good impression on the richest lady on Teyvat.
On the other hand, you wanted him to get on with it already so you could try your new fruit-flavoured lip gloss on your girlfriend.
You had spent ages trying to settle on a flavour. While you couldn’t guess Ningguang’s favourite fruit, your instincts geared towards the more exotic options. Pomegranate, fruit de la passion, pineapple…
Pineapple it is.
At last, that pesky merchant finally took his leave, bowing repeatedly on his way out. Ningguang didn’t seem irritated in the slightest, and even if she was, her wry smile and half-lidded eyes showed no trace of frustration. Her ability to maintain a poker face throughout even the most mundane of occasions never failed to impress you.
Just as she took her signature smoking pipe out, you stepped out of the shadows, unable to suppress your grin.
She spotted you in the corner of her field view, all coy and unassuming. With a domestic glint in her shimmering eyes, she beckoned you forward.
“There you are. And I was wondering when you were planning on making your grand entrance.”
With a skip in your step, you throned yourself atop her desk, as though you belonged among her priceless china, rare flowers and golden tapestries. You leaned down, puckering up in a silent plea for her lips on yours.
Ningguang raised an eyebrow suggestively, but pressed forward regardless. Such direct gestures were rare coming from you. She figured you must have been cooking something up.
Your eyes fluttered shut as you felt the familiar weight of her lips against yours. What started off as an innocent peck escalated when she swiped her tongue across the seam of your mouth.
“Mhm… Pineapple, is it?” She hummed as she retreated, popping her lips to confirm her suspicions. “I see that the Fontainian brand of lip glosses we just imported has caught your eye.”
Her scaringly accurate intuition had you looking away with a discreet pout. “I wasn’t sure which flavour you’d like. And I didn’t want to ruin the surprise either.”
She huffed an amused laugh, blackened hands settling on your hips and gaze zeroing in on your iridescent lips once more. “No matter, dear. I’ll buy you the entire collection if it pleases you. Then we can try all of the flavours.”
[ Yelan ]
Figuring out Yelan’s favourite fruit was no big deal. On the rare occasions she’d treat herself to a dessert, she always picked something with blueberries. And lucky for you, amongst the illegally transported merchandise she had confiscated from some shady guy was a collection of expensive frut-flavoured lip glosses.
If it were entirely up to you, you’d swipe the entire package. But you didn’t want to create too big of a dent in Yelan’s findings so, you discreetly grabbed the blueberry one while nobody was looking.
Or so you thought.
After fixing yourself up in some alleyway, you decided to head towards Feiyun Slope in hopes of pleasantly surprising your girlfriend. But by that point, you’d really ought to know better with her sneaky antics. Because just as you were about to pass by another alleyway, a pair of hands reached out to pull you in the shadows.
Had it not been for the familiar white fluff of her coat, you would have thought you were being kidnapped. Raising your head, you met with Yelan’s feline-like emerald eyes. Her smirk betrayed nothing if not amusement.
“There she is. Where are you off to, little weasel thief?” She teased.
The best answer you could give her was the gentle press of your lips against hers. She didn’t hesitate to lean into the kiss, gloved hands tilting your head ever so slightly. You pulled away with a satisfied sigh.
“I just wanted to surprise you, is that so wrong?”
Yelan tapped her chin with her index finger, gaze lingering on the iridescent layer of blue coating your plush lips. “Ah, so that was your plan all along. You know, you could’ve simply asked me to buy you the blueberry one.”
You raised an eyebrow sarcastically. Yelan of all people was recommending the easy route? That’s no fun.
“Yeah, right. You would’ve stolen it too.” You countered.
She laughed, tugging at the fleecy sleeves of her coat, a stark reminder of how it ended up on her hands. The irony was not lost on you. “You know me well. But next time, leave the mischief to me. Can’t have you getting in trouble as well now, can I?”
You settled for simply rolling your eyes. Trying to pull off petty crimes was much more exciting with Yelan following you around. She was no better example herself after all.
[ Ganyu ]
Hazy mornings were something you had come to appreciate. All thanks to Ganyu’s serene presence, curled next to yours like a lazy cat, lips slightly parted and chest heaving with soft breaths. The occasional bleat would escape her before she’d nuzzle her face against your abdomen like a newborn lamb.
It was all too much for your heart.
And while you’d usually wake her up with a kiss on the tip of her nose, you decided to switch up your routine, just this once.
Clumsily and lazily, you pressed the tip of your new lip gloss against your lips. Unable to reach for your pocket mirror left on the dresser, you were positive you had wound up looking like a clown, but you couldn’t risk crawling out of bed and waking your girlfriend.
With a sigh of resignation, you tossed the lip gloss tube aside and turned to Ganyu. Still sleeping like a rock, it seems. With a deep breath in, you leaned down, finding purchase on her thinly parted lips.
“Mornin’ sleepyhead.” You whispered, making sure the taste of artificial fruits rubbed off on her.
Ganyu shuddered a little and her hand twitched. Her closed eyelids fluttered like a butterfly’s wings and she let out a hoarse grunt. The words escaped her before she could even fully open her eyes.
“Is that… vanilla?” She mumbled.
You raised your eyebrows in surprise. Even before her brain could fully reboot, her senses were as sharp as ever. Comes with being an Adepti, you supposed…
“Bingo. Clever you.” You teased as you lightly poked her temple. She groaned at this and with sluggish movements, she slowly sat up.
In the misty morning light, her cerulean blue hair formed a messy halo around her horns, an abnormal body part of hers few had the grace of handling - yourself included. She drew in a deep yawn and rubbed the fuzziness away from her downturned eyes.
“New lip gloss? I was planning on buying you one for our anniversary.”
“Aww…” You cooed before throwing your arms around her and pulling her in to pepper vanilla-flavoured kisses all over her drowsy face.
“How did you know my favourite fruit though?” She uttered amidst her shy giggles.
“Vanillas are all you ever eat, silly.”
“You’re not wrong…” she admitted as you gently pushed her back against the pillows, looking to coat her skin in a thin layer of vanilla. Not that she minded.
[ Shenhe ]
Shenhe was not quite ready for extravagant romantic gestures. Not at the time at least. So, you made sure to always look her in the eyes, to make slow movements, to ask if she was okay with it. It was like cozying up to a wounded animal in a sense.
Trying your new lip gloss on her was no different. It was no opening to something grand, it was just an innocent gesture you hoped she would enjoy. You had managed to find her favourite flavour after all.
As usual, you found her wandering about in the city, discreetly observing each and every passer-by and trying to ignore their inquisitive stares. It was obvious she was still an outsider to Liyue’s society. But by God, she was trying to fit in.
With a characteristic whistle, you drew her attention. Her head snapped to meet your warm smile and she approached you gingerly.
“Yes?” She uttered.
Maintaining your soft expression, you raised a hand to cup her cheek. Having adjusted to your gentle mannerisms, Shenhe’s shoulders slumped in relief. While she seldom admitted it out loud, she enjoyed those chaste kisses during the day.
You both leaned in to collide your lips against each other. And only a few moments later, Shenhe pulled back, touching her lips in amazement.
“Your lips… they taste different.” Her voice was reminiscent of an echo.
“Like what?” You asked with an innocent tilt of your head.
“Like… fresh mint. How is this possible?”
You reached into your pocket, revealing the tube of lip gloss with a sketch of a mint stamped on the label for emphasis. “I remember you like mint, so I bought this. Do you like it?”
Shenhe twirled the tube in her hands, gaze going back and forth between it and your moist lips. At last, she closed her fingers around it like a prized possession.
“I did. It reminds me of home.”
The sheer honesty in her flat voice had your heart melting within your ribcage. You couldn’t help but smile triumphantly when she carefully wrapped her arms around your waist to pull you closer.
“I’d prefer it if you wore it more often. … If you don’t mind, of course.”
You nodded ecstatically and placed your hands on her shoulders. “I’d be more than happy to, my dear.”
[ Keqing ]
To be fair, waiting for Keqing to take a break was a bad idea. She had a habit of getting completely absorbed in her work. And while you did admire her commitment as the Yuheng of the Liyue Qixing, her workaholic tendencies worried you.
So, what better break than giving her a taste of that new lip gloss you bought?
With a timid knock on the door and gentle footsteps, you slipped inside her office, bearing a tray with a steaming cup of tea and a small plate of flower cakes. Upon seeing your tender hands enter her working space, Keqing lifted her head with a warm smile - which quickly turned into a frown the moment her neck produced a very audible crack.
You both hissed in unison at the sound. Your hands flew to her rigid shoulders, looking to massage the tension away. “That sounded painful.”
She allowed herself to melt beneath the soft pressure of your hands. Her eyelids had grown heavy all of a sudden. “It’s fine. It happens all the time.”
Her nonchalant tone of voice couldn’t fool you. You smacked her hand away before she could even reach for her pen. “Nuh-uh. That’s enough for now. You need a break, missy.”
Keqing really wanted to protest; you could see it in her defiant gaze. But she knew there was no defying you. You were the one who had talked her into setting healthy boundaries in her work life after all.
“Fine. But those scrolls need to be revised by tonight.”
You rolled your eyes before leaning down to peck her on the top of her head. “Yes, yes… for now, how about a little energy boost?”
At first, Keqing assumed you were referring to the botanical tea and flower cakes. But then, she noticed the faint layer of purple smeared over your waiting lips. With a spark of curiosity, she threw her head back and upon colliding her lips with yours, she wasted no time darting her tongue out.
When she pulled back, amusement was written all over her once fatigued expression. “Grapes? I see you’ve been paying attention.”
You swiped the excess grape away from the corner of your lips with a smug grin. “Of course I have. Who do you take me for? Some kind of intern?”
Her hand caught yours just as you were retreating, fingers interlacing together instinctively. She sat upright, buzzed up by the sweetness lingering on your lips. Her usual stern expression had thawed away in favour of a more playful one.
“Where do you think you’re going? Least you could do was finish what you started.”
[ Beidou ]
Stops in Inazuma were few and far between, given the dangerous thunderstorm that isolated the nation from the rest of Teyvat. Even a seasoned pirate like Beidou couldn’t risk lingering in treacherous waters for too long. So, you’d swipe whatever exotic product caught your eye the few times you got to dock at Ritou. Packages of mochi, traditional fans, combs with flowers glued to the base…
And to your surprise, a tube of watermelon flavoured lip gloss.
You had spent ages looking for something more adventurous than oranges and strawberries. And you knew your captain would appreciate a flavour as exhilarating as the chaotic waves she had long learned to tame.
It was a quiet day on ship, evident by the sight of Beidou lounging in her cabin as her crew went about their mundane routines. She was slumped on her chair, feet propped up on her mahogany desk and arms crossed like someone’s grandfather. Her chest rose and fell with soft breaths, eyelids fluttering every so often.
Pressing your watermelon-layered lips in a thin line, you tip-toed inside, careful not to step on a few particular wooden planks that creaked annoyingly loud. Upon reaching her sleeping form, you braced yourself and leaned forward.
It was just a quick peck on the lips. Nothing more, nothing less. But when you pulled back, you were met with Beidou’s barely contained smirk.
“Boo, you’re no fun.” You pouted.
She laughed and finally opened her eyes. “You know I can’t help it, babe. You were so cute, trying to be all mischievous.”
She sat upright and flicked her tongue over her lips. A spark of familiarity crossed her sly expression. “And you got a new lip gloss? What’s that? Watermelon?”
You thumbed at the excess lip gloss smeared on the corner of your lips. “You like it? I got it from a shop in Ritou.”
Beidou set her feet down and opened her arms, a silent invitation for you to perch yourself upon her waiting lap. You wasted no time plopping down on your rightful throne and similarly so, she wasted no time wrapping her arms around you.
“Like it? Babe, you know anything that comes from your lips tastes amazing.”
“Yeah, but do you actually like the flavour?”
She tilted her head, feigning thoughtfulness with her thumb idly rubbing circles on your hip. “Hm… I’m not really sure. Let me get another taste, will you?”
Pure Funny Fluff, ft Shenhe, Beidou + Ningguang, and Yelan.
A cute, little bunny! (Shenhe)
Shenhe does not know what she's looking at. When she woke up that day, she turned to your side of the bed — as she always did first thing in the morning — to take in the details of your face in peaceful slumber. Except, you weren't there. The covers slid away as she abruptly pushed herself upright, revealing your abandoned clothes underneath; simply laying there, as if you've vanished from existence. If not for the small, moving lump within your shirt, Shenhe would've leapt out of bed that instant. Instead, with the careful hand of someone fully prepared to flatten whatever creature crawled into bed instead of her partner, she tugged the cloth away and there you were. With a wiggly nose, ears flat against your head and eyes wide, your tiny chest heaving with quick breaths of panic. You'd been struggling to get out of the maze of clothing since you'd woken up, and in the open air — uncovered and exposed — you realize just exactly how small you were. Especially compared to Shenhe, who stared at you with the most confused expression you'd ever seen on the adepti disciple. Does she even realize it's you? Or does she think you're some wild rabbit appearing as if out of a magician's hat?
The thought she might not recognize it's you makes you want to bolt off the bed and hide away — and you do, startled by the sudden movement of her hand. You don't even realize until you see her feet touch the floor in front of you, followed by the rest of her as she kneels down to peer under the bed. Her long, white hair falls onto the floor like a localized blanket of snow, and it's distracting —
Then she calls out your name, and your ears propel forward much like how sunflowers face the sun. She holds out her hand, fingers curled and palm downwards to show no intent to grab you, and you find yourself trudging forward, rubbing your chin against her knuckles. Now that your scent lingers on her hand, your newly acquired rabbit instincts seem satisfied enough to consider your normal-but-giant-sized girlfriend a safe space. So, you crawl out from under the bed and hop onto her lap — familiar and comfy — and stare up at her with beady eyes.
Shenhe simply stares back, thoughts racing through her mind. As far as she's aware, humans don't tend to shapeshift into animals, and you're certainly not an adepti — you would've told her, right?
Well, it seems a trip to Cloud Retainer is in order. And since she's not about to leave you alone in this state, you'd better be ready to be carried around in a makeshift bunny-pouch strapped against her chest.
A VERY fluffy cat. (Beidou + Ningguang)
(someone remind me to combine their banner nameplates)
Normally, Lady Ningguang is ecstatic whenever you and Beidou return to Liyue Harbor. It's not always that you join the Crux Fleet on their trips, but since the Sukoku Decree ended, you couldn't resist the shorter voyages to Inazuma. This is why the Tianquan had gone down to the docks to welcome to the two of you — except, neither of you could be found on the deck of the Alcor.
The Alcor's chief mate Juza hurriedly beckons her aboard and into the Captain's quarters, where —
Captain Beidou is stuck on her bed with a rather large, affectionate cat laying on her stomach. She sheepishly explains to Ningguang what happened; how you'd drunk a mysterious potion on a dare, courtesy of her crew; how at first, nothing seemed to happen until slowly, a pair of fluffy ears and a tail appeared — followed quickly by fur, fur and more fur. Upon the call of your name, one of your ears flicks. You open a single eye, not moving an inch from your warm, comfortable Beidou-shaped bed. Perhaps it's also a little payback, for making that bet in the first place. Somehow, Beidou left out that little detail in her explanation.
However when Ningguang catches your eye, you languidly yawn and stretch. With a grace you normally don't possess (you leave that to Ningguang), you jump down onto the Alcor's floorboards with a light thump, then start curling and purring around Ningguang's legs. You're not really sure why you're doing it, your feline body moving out of instinct at the familiarity of your other partner; but it doesn't seem like either of you mind.
You don't complain when she picks you up, nudging your head against her cheek with another purr. Within her arms, you shoot Beidou a look — but she's too busy approaching the Tianquan for her own hug and kiss. She promptly gets a mouthful of tail for her efforts, and you feel a sense of pride at the laugh rumbling through the chest you're pressed up against. Satisfied, you close your eyes at the Captain's hand scratching just behind your ears.
A tiger (Yelan)
When a random group of suspicious characters suddenly surrounded the spy, the last thing she'd expected was to hear an angry roar echo through the air. Both she and her adversaries turn quickly, just as a large, feline beast leaps from the thicket and —
Promptly kisses the dirt by tripping over its own paws. Clearly the others thought it intimidating despite that, as they'd ran off and left Yelan to deal with the tiger herself. She wastes no time in cloaking herself with Hydro, disappearing out of sight. With the quick summon of her bow, she nocks back an arrow and.. wait.
As soon as she'd vanished, you mewled pathetically and used one of your big paws to rub your nose. There are bits of torn cloth hanging from your body — notably your neck and hips — and there's just something entirely non-threatingly about you that makes Yelan drop her cloak. When you look up at her with sad, but familiar eyes, it clicks.
"My, my," she says, a smirk growing onto her lips as she approaches you; apparently not all that bothered by your new, ferocious appearance. "Now what have you been up to?"
You whine, though it sounds more like a growl, and push yourself up into a sitting position. Yelan laughs.
The manner in which you sit looks rather comical; your two hindlegs straight onto the ground like a human rather than an animal. She shakes her head, finally dismissing her bow in favor of petting your muzzle. If anything, she's amused by the whole situation. And as an added bonus, now she can intimidate people even more. As soon as she gets you to act like an actual predator, and not an oversized housecat.
A/N: So ngl, these have been sitting in my notes app for months and I've been icky with writing lately, so.. voila. Hope you enjoyed that!
