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.....
Thank you to everyone who helped me come up with this second list. I appreciate the help and the love that you have shown to this silly little series. I really hope you enjoy the second part. Comments and reblogs would be highly appreciated if you want me to do a third part :D
cw. fluff, established relationships, gender neutral reader, chubby reader, minors DO NOT interact
Topaz invited you to morning tea, consisting of hot drinks and expensive, delicious pastries. You joined her everyday around the same time, without fail. You found her sitting at the table, a piping hot cup of tea in one hand while she looked at the digital tablet placed in front of her. Without even casting a cursory glance in your direction, she pats the empty spot beside her, inviting you to sit down and join her for your regular tea time break. You accepted her cordial invite and went to sit next to the empty spot beside her, completely missing the mischievous little smirk that painted her lips when you looked away from her. A small squeak was wrenched from your plush lips as she snagged her arm around your plump waist and drew you into her warm lap, your thick thighs draped over hers as she held you close.
“Topaz” you sputter, swallowing around the nervous lump in your throat as you squirm in her lap. “I’m too heavy to be sitting on you.”
Topaz shot you an incredulous look. “Nonsense” she scoffed. “You’re not heavy at all.”
Her words made your cheeks burn with the force of a raging sun and you struggled to come up with a coherent response, pressed so close to her that you could smell the scent of her flowery perfume lingering on her skin. Her grip around your soft waist was firm, indicating that she wasn’t going to relinquish her hold on you easily as she reached for one of the delicious cakes sitting by its lonesome on the table.
“These treats are delicious, you have to try them.”
She offered it to you, holding the sweet treat against your lips until you were tempted to have a bite. You spent the rest of the morning like that, having Topaz feed you delicious cakes while you sat pretty in her lap. Numby eventually decided to crawl into your lap, allowing you the honour of pampering him with ear scratches and chin rubs as you enjoyed your snack time with your girlfriend.
Wriothesley:
You were sitting in Wriothesley’s office while he filled out a stack of paperwork. You were sitting on his couch, flipping through a fantasy novel while the phonograph softly played music to fill the void of silence. Your fingers tapped along the spine of the book to the gentle sway of the music. You were so engrossed in your reading that you didn’t notice that Wriothesley had stopped writing until you were engulfed in his shadow. You paused in your reading, casting your wide, doe eyes up to him with a hint of curiosity sparkling in their depths. A small smile played on his lips as he politely bowed before you, a hand placed over his heart as he offered his other hand out to you.
“May I have this dance?” he asked, a hint of playfulness to his voice.
Your cheeks felt warm as you awkwardly cleared your throat. “I have two left feet” you explained. “I’ve never been taught a proper waltz.”
Wriothesley’s patient smile still tugged at the corners of his lips as he wriggled his fingers, trying to entice you to take his hand. “I can teach you. Just stand on my feet and I’ll do the rest.”
His suggestion makes you quickly shake your head from side to side, a timid look passing over your features as you shyly avert your gaze. “I’ll just squish your toes” you lamented. “I’m too heavy.”
The despondent tone of your voice only makes him worry. With the patience of a saint, he slowly reaches for your hands, making you drop your book as he wraps his large hands around your wrists and pulls you to your feet. Your surprised squeal quickly pivots into warm laughter bubbling up your throat as Wriothesley twirls your plump figure in a circle, strong arms catching you around your plump waist and pulling you closer until your chests are touching. You have to crane your neck back to look up at him, his ice blue eyes glimmering like crystals as he stares back at you. His thick arms wrap around your soft waist as he easily lifts you and hoists you until your feet are planted firmly on top of his. You shuffle awkwardly, scared that you’re too heavy to be standing on top of his toes like this but Wriothesley casts all doubt from your mind.
“You’re not a burden. Just follow my lead. You’ll be fine.”
His strong arms squeeze your plump waist as you reach up and coil your arms around his neck, fingers tangling in the baby hairs lining the nape of his neck as he leads you in a close, intimate dance. His heavy boots tap rhythmically against the floor as he slowly dances with you along to the soft melody, a smile playing on his lips as the tension slowly eases from your shoulders. Your soft body squishes under his touch as he spins you in place, eliciting a warm smile from your soft features. Only for you to erupt with laughter as he suddenly dips your body before wrenching you upright once more.
“See look at that, you’re a natural” Wriothesley chimes as he spins you once more.
You hum softly, eyes occasionally glancing at the placement of your feet. “It’s because you’re a good teacher.”
Wriothesley softly snorts in response, holding you closer as you both indulge in the dance just a little longer.
Zhongli:
You were dead tired after a long, hard day at work. A warm bath soaking in essential oils was a welcome treat and you simply melted into a warm puddle of goo as you relaxed your weary, plump body in the warm waters. Zhongli joined you as well, but not in the tub. Instead, he sat by the porcelain rim, helping to wash and detangle your hair of any knots. He even helped wash your back as you recounted the day's events, his deep voice calm and soothing to your ears as he washed your hair of any remaining soap suds.
“And the worst part?” you added at the end of your story. “I get to do it all again tomorrow.”
A warm chuckle breezed past Zhongli’s lips, his rich voice sending a pleasant tingle down your spine as he carded his fingers through your damp hair. He leaned forward, pressing his lips to the side of your temple and making you purr in content as the firm touch of his hands eased the aches and pains in your sore muscles.
“You’ll survive, dear” he replied. “You’re strong.”
You lapped up his attention eagerly, practically glowing with content. You soaked in the tub for a little longer, only considering getting out when your skin started to prune from being in the water for so long. Zhongli noticed too and he stood up to fetch your towel, his voice echoing off the tiled walls as it cut through the wisps of steaming stemming from your bath.
“I believe it's time for you to get out now, dear.”
You hummed in agreement as Zhongli’s shadow fell over you, small ripples dancing along the water’s edge as you tucked your knees closer to your chest. It wasn’t that you were reluctant to get out, but your legs felt like the consistency of jelly and you didn’t know if you’d be able to stand without some semblance of pain lancing through your nerves.
“I don’t think I can get up” you said.
You were only half joking. You really weren’t sure. You still weren’t keen on getting out. But Zhongli did not scold or reprimand you, telling you that you were exaggerating or rolling his eyes at your antics. He pursed his lips as he hummed thoughtfully, the sleeves of his crisp white shirt rolled past his elbows to expose the gold and amber engraved into his strong arms.
“Then I’ll just pick you up myself.”
You only just registered his words as he reached into the tub, arms looping under your armpits when he was suddenly lifting you. With a surprised squeak you followed his movements, standing on shaky legs only to have them swept out from underneath you in the next instance. Your head was slightly dizzy as your plump thighs rested over Zhongli’s arm, the other looped around your soft middle as he effortlessly lifted you out of the tub, water sloshing and spilling over the lip of the tub to wet the tiled floor below. You knew Zhongli was strong and he had picked you up several times before, but it never failed to make you swoon when he handled you like your weight was not a burden to him. You were dripping wet in his arms but he didn’t seem to mind the contact of your soft body as he placed you down on an old, wooden chair that was seated in the corner of the bathroom. You were only shivering for a few, brief seconds before Zhongli wrapped your big, fluffy towel around your plump body, placing another on top of your head as he assisted you with drying your hair.
You stayed nice and still for him as he ran the towel through your hair, massaging his fingers through the damp strands as he scratched a pleasant itch along your scalp. You peeked up at him beneath the towel once he was done, a little smile dancing on your lips as your eyes shimmered with amusement. He cocked his head to the side, waiting patiently for you to speak.
“Can you carry me back to bed too?” you asked.
It was more of a suggestion. A hopeful suggestion. And to your delight Zhongli nodded along, placing a chaste kiss on your forehead.
“I can do that, little love.”
Boothill:
You noticed that you had been gaining weight recently. And that revelation made you feel miserable. Boothill started to notice your shift in mood as well. It was particularly concerning to your cyborg space cowboy when he noticed you picking at your food one day, a sullen look weighing down your features as you poked and prodded your food with the tip of your fork. He was sure he hadn’t seen you take a bite yet.
“What’s wrong, darling?” Boothill asked, mechanical voice whirring with concern from the other side of the table.
Your gaze flickered over to him, the chair he was sitting in creaking when he leaned forward. You shook your head as your gaze travelled back to your plate of food.
“It’s nothing” you denied, voice despondent.
“Ah fiddlesticks, don’t say it ain’t nothing darl. You’ve barely touched your food. Come on, you can tell ol’ Boothill what’s got you so down in the dumps.”
So you tell him. You lament to him how you’ve noticed your recent weight gain and how it is making you feel miserable. You can’t bring yourself to eat. Food doesn’t bring you joy anymore. Eating just means you’re going to gain more weight. Boothill only interjects when you start comparing yourself to other people who have perfect, flawless bodies and how you could never hope to achieve something like that.
“Hold up doll” Boothill said, brows pinched together in a fierce look. “Has anyone been saying something about your weight? Because I’ll go and get the muddlefudger and give ‘em a real good shake down.”
And you reply that no, no one has been saying anything to your face about it. But Boothill could still see the sadness lingering in your stare and it made him draw you into his arms. You resist at first when he tugs on your wrists, but with enough gentle coaxing you get up from your seat and make your way over to Boothill. You fall into his lap as he loops an arm around your plump waist, his other metal hand resting on your back as you balance yourself on his knee.
“Hey sweet pea, you’re not doing yourself any favours by stressing about it” Boothill said, his voice soft.
You hummed in response, still weepy eyed and looking miserable. It only made Boothill want to coddle you further. He tipped your chin in his direction, the cold bite of his metal fingers on your warm skin only stinging briefly before the cool touch started to heat up from the warmth of your skin.
“Now I know I could tell you not to worry about it until the cows come home and you’ll think I’m full of hogwash. But you’re the prettiest person I know and ain’t nothing gonna change that. It doesn’t matter to me if you gained a little weight. Hell, you need me to pick you up like last time and prove that I can still toss you around?”
His words eventually started to sink in the more he talked and that last part made you snort a little. Boothill was beaming that he finally was able to at least make you smile a fraction. He squeezed your soft waist, running his hand along the ridges of your spine as you settled more comfortably in his lap.
“Come on darl. You’ve got to eat. And if you’re still upset about all this later? We’ll work something out, I promise.”
Aalto
You had been feeling down a bit lately and Aalto started to notice your sullen mood. When he asked you what was wrong one day, on a warm spring day where the flowers were just starting to bloom once more, you told him what was wrong.
“I think I’ve been gaining weight again” you lamented, eyes downcast and shy as you avoided looking at your boyfriend.
A thoughtful hum stirred in the back of Aalto’s throat as he peered at you beneath the rim of his sunglasses. “Are you sure? Here, let me check.”
You barely register his words in your head, a soft “huh?” falling from your parted lips as Aalto waltzed over to you, wrapped his arms around your plump waist and lifted you up. You barely had time to brace yourself, hands scrambling for purchase on his sturdy shoulders as he held you aloft with ease, arms hugged tight around your soft waist as he flashed you a cheeky grin.
“Nah, you weigh the same to me” Aalto replied. “Light as a feather.”
A soft snort stirred in the back of your throat and you started to smile at his goofy attitude. Aalto was obviously impressed with himself, preening under your attention as you fondly shook your head, rotten thoughts dispelled as you pinched his cheeks until they were cherry red.
“You’re such a charmer” you playfully bit. “And a bit of a dork.”
Aalto playfully wriggled his eyebrows as you cupped his warm cheeks. “Yeah, but I’m your dork, hun.”
You couldn’t help but lean in and kiss him stupid.
Yinlin
Yinlin’s lap is reserved for you and you alone. Whenever you’re having a particularly bad day or whenever you start complaining that you’re just a tad too heavy, she’s immediately pulling you to her lap to coddle you. She babies you a little as she wraps her arms around your plump waist and balances you on her knees. She means well as she pinches your chubby, round cheeks between her fingers and tugs until you are smiling at her, giggling shyly as you playfully swat her hands away. Yinlin is good at weaving her words, validating your feelings and making you feel desired despite your complex relationship with your body image and weight. You feel pleasant tingles run along your spine as her fingers dance along your back, drawing soothing patterns into your body as she gives your soft waist a squeeze.
“Don’t beat yourself up, sweet thing” she coos. “I think you’re perfect, just the way you are. And no one can tell you otherwise. Not even you sweetie.”
You give her a bashful smile and nod, playing with the long strands of vibrant red hair as you silently start to knot braids into the silky smooth wisps, making yourself comfortable as Yinlin let you stay in her lap for a little while longer.
Gepard
You were running through the streets of Belobog, very, very late to a meet up with Serval. You were hoping, praying, that you weren’t going to be scolded for your tardiness as you rushed through the streets, dodging and weaving past people as you rushed to her workshop. Unfortunately for you, just as you reached the front door, you slipped on some ice in your haste, the heels of your boots making a terrible, shrieking noise that grated against your ears as you skidded. But fortunately for you, you ran straight into Gepard just as he left his sister’s workshop and if it wasn’t for his quick thinking, you would have smashed your face into the pavement.
Your head was spinning as Gepard caught you and saved you from a nasty fall, his strong arms wrapped tight around your plump waist as he held you aloft and completely halted your momentum. You swear you went cross eyed from the abrupt stop, your gut lurching and you felt like you were about to choke on the raggard breath that got lodged in your throat. You were panting like you were currently fighting for your life, your legs aching something fierce from having sprinted all the way from the other side of Belobog just to get here. You groaned in pain and squirmed in Gepard’s hold.
“Woah easy there” he said, arms squeezed tight around your soft waist as he continued to hold you. “Slow down and take a deep breath.”
You were both stunned from what just happened and unbeknownst to you, Serval was snickering at you both from the doorway, subtly reaching for her phone to take a sneaky picture of you two both in the moment. You absentmindedly pat Gepard’s arm as he helps to put you the right way up, yet he still refused to let you go easily as he examined you head to toe for any sign of injury.
“Are you alright?” he asked. “Are you hurt?”
You shook your head. “I’m fine, Gepard. Thanks for catching me.”
“You need to be careful. You shouldn’t be running through the streets like that” Gepard lightly reprimanded.
You opened your mouth to say something but you swallowed your words when you realised that he was still holding you off the ground in his big, strong arms. It was like your weight meant nothing to him and you were starting to swoon from the sight. Your head was spinning again for a different reason.
“Um, hey Gepard?” you asked, interrupting his small tirade about safety as you timidly licked your lips. “Can you please put me down?”
It took a long moment before Gepard realised just exactly how he was holding you and that you were a tad flustered because of it. He immediately apologised, stumbling over his words as he carefully placed your feet back on the ground. You hummed in appreciation, sparing him a sheepish smile as you straightened your clothes out. Serval snickered from the doorway again, a little louder this time and you both heard it this time as she playfully waved her phone, the screen displaying the awkward moment in clear, high pixel resolution. She crowed about it the entire week, calling you the cutest couple she had ever laid her eyes upon.
Jiyan
“Is something the matter?” Jiyan asked.
His question caught you off guard and the first thing to fall from your mouth was a very undignified:
“Huh?”
He’s not perturbed by your response. He actually thinks it’s a little endearing the way you had been caught in a seemingly peaceful daydream as you blinked owlishly up at him, the flutter of your lashes over your round, chubby cheeks an adorable sight that he smiled fondly at. He politely cleared his throat and started again.
“I’ve noticed you stealing glances at me for quite some time now” he explained. “Is everything alright?”
You feel your cheeks get warm under his soft gaze and you can’t help but fiddle with the flaking skin around your nails as a small distraction. You obviously hadn’t been subtle enough with the longing glances you had sent his way, staring at him for longer than was probably appropriate but given how intimate you already were with the General, he didn’t take offence to it. It looked like you had something on your mind as he patiently waited for you to carefully pick the words out of your brain and form a coherent response.
“I was just thinking…” you started. “I…have a request.”
You stole another glance at him, feeling your cheeks get hotter by the second as you squirmed on the spot and let your thoughts come tumbling out.
“I…Can you-Could you please pick me up in your arms?”
Jiyan stared at you in mild surprise, the request not at all what he was expecting. Before he even got the chance to respond, you immediately cut him off, waving your hands in the air as you tried to swat the words out of the air and dismiss the request.
“I’m sorry, that probably sounded a little weird. It’s just I let my thoughts wander but you don’t have to do it if you’re not comfortable” you rambled, going off on a tangent like you needed to give a satisfactory explanation for your behaviour. “Just ignore it, I know it’s a strange request and you-”
You only stop short when you realize Jiyan was standing right in front of you and bundling you into his arms without a second thought. You squeaked loudly, every muscle in your body locking up as Jiyan easily picked you up in a bridal carry, your plump legs thrown over his arm while he hooks the over around your soft waist. You stared up at him in a daze, words stuck in your throat as you stared at his handsome face as he offered you a kind smile.
“Like this?” he asked.
You swallowed the nervous lump in your throat as you started to nod your head vigorously in agreement. He made it look so effortless and you felt weightless being held in his arms like this; a complete dream come true.
Xiao
“Are you coming?” Xiao called down at you from atop the roof of Wangshu Inn.
You nodded in response as you slowly climbed the winding branches interwoven throughout the humble inn. Dusk was just settling in and tonight was going to be a clear night. Perfect for sitting under the stars and gazing at them for hours on end. A small huff puffed passed your plump lips as you reached for the next branch, pulling yourself up as you neared the shingled rooftops. Xiao stared down at you from above, his lips pressed into a tight, thin line as he took keen observation over your footfalls. You insisted that you could climb up here yourself and that Xiao didn’t need to use his teleporting capabilities to whisk you up. It was partial because whenever he did use that ability on you, it left you feeling nauseous for several, terrible minutes.
He was only able to stand watching you clamber up for barely a minute before he vaulted over the edge and decided to help you up himself. It’s not that you couldn’t do it by yourself, you were capable. It’s just he couldn’t think of all the possible cuts and splinters you would get, blemishes on your soft body that he highly adored. The thought irked him enough that he decided to help you the rest of the way. He wordlessly landed beside you and before you could get a word out, Xiao wrapped his arms around your plump waist and hoisted you up before he took a mighty leap and landed back on the rooftop.
Your head was spinning but in a pleasant way as Xiao slowly lowered you back down until you were standing back on your feet. You offered him a shy smile, brushing a strand of hair behind your ear.
“Thank you.”
“Don’t mention it.”
The sunset was gorgeous from where you were standing and as you admired the view, Xiao gently grabbed your wrist and guided you to sit down. Only for you to fall into his lap as he purposefully tugged you down on top of him until you were firmly seated on top of his legs. You figured Xiao must have been in a good mood if he was being so bold with you and the thought made you feel a little warm and fuzzy on the inside. He silently wrapped his arms around your soft waist once more, tugging you closer as he hooked his chin on your shoulder and watched the sunset with you.
⇢ ˗ˏˋ important note: Mortefi might be a little ooc, I forced myself to write for him for you guys... also none of my posts are proofread or anything the like
⇢ ˗ˏˋ a/n: thank you for all the likes and reblogs on the previous post! I really didn't expect that much support on my first post ever!
masterlist
Yinlin:
In all honesty, Yinlin is not that big of a cuddling person
Sure she hugs you, but she is more the kind of person to have you lay your head down on her lap, or the other way around
also big on holding hands
like very big on holding hands
will drag you around anywhere, holding your hand clinging onto it like her life depends on it
also forehead kisses omll
kiss here kiss there kiss on top of your head
if she is taller than you, os that she has to bend down to give you a kiss on the lips, she will make you ask for one
she just likes to hear that you like her kisses okay
Rover (female):
she plays with your hair
anywhere and everywhere there is a hand in your hair
or head pats SHE IS HUGE ON HEAD PATS
she is kind of really protective of you, so hand holding as well to make sure you don’t get lost
when you guys are sitting down somewhere she always has her head on your shoulder
she crawls your back. Yes she does, let me dream.
imagine you and her sitting somewhere in Jinzhou at night, her head on your shoulder and a hand traveling (rovering) over your back AAA
she is attached to you, because she loves you, and she is scared of ending up alone so how bout y’all glue each other together
Jinhsi:
let’s face it, she doesn’t know how to initiate any physical contact
and she is scared of making you uncomfortable
except for, once again, holding hands
she loves to hold your hand as a reminder that you’re still there
but other than that you’re going to have to initiate the physical contact
don’t get me wrong, she definitely wants to hug your or so, but she is just kind of scared
she very clearly remembers the first time you hugged her from behind, and ever since, she started doing it too
very rarely has a chance to relax, so cuddling is going to be an utterly rare occasion
you guys basically live off of kisses on the cheeks from each other
Calcharo:
does NOT hug you. or touch you.
I am not kidding at the start of your relationship it’s like he’s allergic to you (omg guys should I write an enemies to lovers calcharo fic??)
you have to start all the physical contact in your relationship
when you at first hug him, he is STIFF AS A BOARD.
he does not move away, and does not say anything. Just stands there like he was frozen
also your first kiss with him AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
you were contemplating if you should do it at all, but you just ended up giving him a kiss on the cheek
he did start blushing, and he couldn’t even look at you. He also didn’t say anything. No reaction whatsoever and you even thought he was mad at you
until he gave you a kiss on the cheek as well and that was basically the beginning of physical touch being normalized for you two
Aalto:
IS IN FACT GLUED TO YOU
does not let go of you, unless he absolutely has to
always has like an arm around your waist
also absolutely, 100%, definitely, shows you off
you’re his most prized possession, what can I say?
he definitely give you piggy back rides. He started doing it with encore, and now he is giving them to you as well
he has this random habit of placing his hand on your back, when he wants to keep moving
he probably cannot sit still, UNLESS, you fall asleep in his arms or so
bro turns into a statue, and you have the best sleep of your entire life
Rover (male):
not as protective as female rover, but still always has an eye on you
both of them hold your hand, argue with the wall
also likes to put his hand around you, and on your shoulder
can I please say that he definitely hugs you a lot
like A LOT
also the moment you show signs of being even slightly exhausted from anything, he hoists you up into his arms and you’re being carried
and you can’t even talk him out of it
does it count as affectionate physical contact if he gives you boosts, so that you don’t have to climb as much?
the princess treatment is unreal
Jiyan:
he is always on the go, there is barely any time for physical contact
kisses on the lips are mandatory and there is no way around them
not like anybody would want to skip a kiss on the lips from Jiyan
if you guys are sleeping in one bed together, he is clinging to you
like you’re a teddybear
I’m so serious when I tell you that you cannot get out of his grip when he is cuddling with you
also carries you bridal style, whenever he is given the chance
HUGS FROM BEHIND AND KISSES ON THE BACK OF YOUR KNECK
also he buries his face in the crook of you neck
Mortefi:
also does not touch you
almost kind of refuses to
the first time that you give him a hug, he is literally APPALLED.
like who dares to enter my personal space??? (everyone who is in a two meter distance of him enters his personal space apparently)
he brushes that hug off and pretends it doesn’t happen
until he starts thinking about that hug. A lot.
and then one day when you hug him again, he even pats you (kind of awkwardly) on the back!
but it’s not like he would ever ask for a hug from you… or a kiss…
How (some of) the Jinzhou girls listen to you ramble
A/N: note that I only wrote about the girls that I actually know about-sorry in advance if I forgot your wife, there's a lot of them. Wrote this with gatorade and a dream (anyways what if I became a Wuwa writer lol)
『 YANGYANG 』 Yangyang is very attentive, almost to an unnerving degree. She isn't weirded out by eye contact so if you don't like it she will not pick up on it and just stares a hole through your head. Yangyang holds within herself a constant desire to be there for others, the comfort she gives and the attention you receive from her is a testament to that. She hums along to what you say before adding her own piece.
She's a rambler too though so buckle up and listen too!
"Your story about about that Impermanence Heron reminds me of a past story told to me by the Streams, see, even they are listening."
『 CHIXIA 』 Chixia is bustling with energy so you'll have to walk with her, arms linked together as you recount your latest interest, topic, what have you. She lets out the occasional, "uh huh!" "Wait who?" as she takes you around Jinzhou's markets, it's a win-win in Chixia's eyes, she gets to spend time with you and patrol her beloved city. It couldn't be more perfect.
"Let's go get something to eat and you can tell me about that book you're real into!"
『 BAIZHI 』 Good luck finding Baizhi outside of the academy, out of her office. Inside you sit near her desk as she works. Don't get the wrong idea, she's listening even if it seems like she isn't. Typing away as screens of wavelengths decorate the space in front of her. When you first stop speaking she halts the movement of her fingers on her laptop, she says nothing, she doesn't need to as you pick up where you left off. She resumes her typing. If you stop a second time, Baizhi only spares a side glance to you.
She isn't the expressive type, but never doubt that she is listening to you.
"And? What did you do after that?"
『 JIANXIN 』 Catching the sight of raindrops in the morning light, you sit with Jianxin on a bench overlooking Jinzhou's bridge, avoiding the rain under the shelter you two reside. You're talking to her about your latest interest, not knowing that the monk wishes for the rain to continue just a bit longer so she can hear your voice a bit longer. This is a selfish want, a desire she knows she should clear from her mind to maintain the clarity of her self.
Maybe just this once, she'll indulge, nodding at your words with a smile on her face.
"If I find anything during my travels that pertains to your interest, I'll be sure to get it for you!"
『 JINHSI 』 She somehow finds the time to let her focus stray from being the Magistrate, if only for a moment, to listen to you speak. You're ranting to her, this much she is certain. She doesn't interrupt, nodding along at your words. There remains that tinge of professionalism she always houses in her posture. But her eyes are warm. She needed this more than she will ever tell you.
She allows herself to lean forward, just a little bit, so you know that her time, both precious and seldom, is yours.
If only for just this moment.
"If we ever catch the time, I'd like to invite you out to the Jinzhou Theatre, it never fails to brighten my day. I hope it can brighten yours."
『 SANHUA 』 Sanhua doesn't know how she got herself in this predicament. She was ordered to tail you, to ensure your safety as you traverse the plains of Huanglong, a Tacet Discord was about to strike you from behind until Sanhua stepped in. Now? She's walking with you side to side as you recount to her your day and all the things that have caught your attention. She doesn't know what to do in this situation other than listen. She's stone faced, but really it's to hide her initial shame at having been caught.
She has to admit, the conversation is pleasant.
"Apologies, I promise I'm paying attention.. I'm just.. getting used to your silhouette."
『 CHANGLI 』 Changli's stare makes you feel as though you can't not speak to her about your latest findings. Rambling to Changli feels as though she's committing you to memory, documenting your gesticulations and the intake of breaths between subjects. She hums along to what you say as her forefinger traces the rim of her cup. The Weiqi board between the two of you momentarily forgotten. It's fine, Weiqi isn't the only way she can best understand you, no,
sometimes it's just listening. Watching.
"How did I know you were going to mention that story you like so much? Well, you just answered your own question did you not?"
『 YINLIN 』 Yinlin pushes down the glasses she was wearing and pins her eyes to yours, whether it makes you nervous or not, she will know. Zapstring sits on your lap as Yinlin flips to a new page on her book on Qipao, you have half the mind to think that she's taking notes on you. That, you won't get to know. She leans in as you speak, and you feel like you have to tell her everything.
˗ˏˋ》 𝐓𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐥 after a rough day. All you wanted was to not think about anything else and, oh she was ready to deliver. She tightens her hold on the elemental strings that wrapped around your limbs, restraining your bare body further into the soft linen below. Unable to move, you were at her complete mercy.
Of course, she wastes no time riling you up. Her touch light as it drags across your stomach all the way to cup your breasts. She gives it a testing squeeze and smirks at the way you gasped. Her thumb rolls over your perky little nipples again and again to drive you absolutely crazy. Whenever you squirmed, the restrains tighten against your skin and even zaps you with her elemental power.
Her voice, low and sultry, purrs teasing remarks in your ear — especially when she feels just how wet you’ve become already. Oh, your poor little panties being so soaked down there. Moans tumbles from your lips along with desperate pleads for her touch on your core. You wanted her fingers, craved it even. How could she say no when you begged so sweetly to feel her fingers inside you?
Definitely prefers to stalk you herself, she doesn’t trust other people to keep you safe or to be able to tail you. Occasionally sends Zapstring to check on you when she’s too busy.
You will never know when she’s watching you, she’s just too good at disguises. If she thinks you’ve seen her she’ll quickly switch outfits.
Very clingy but from a distance, she doesn’t mind if you’re not physically affectionate as long as she always has eyes on you and gets to be near you.
Prefers a direct approach, if she wants you she’s just going to take you. She won’t bother with trying to manipulate or trick you.
Deeply insecure about you leaving her but doesn’t show it, everyone else has left or forgotten her but you wouldn’t do that? Would you?
An utter sweetheart anytime you return her affections, becomes a blushing mess.
Prefers dates in the home where she doesn’t have to worry about keeping you safe or making sure that no one is going to try to take you away from her.
Changli
Would prefer to watch you herself but she doesn’t have the time so she has people she trusts do it and report back to her.
If she knows you’ve had a bad day expect to find countless gifts left outside your door from care baskets, to stuffed animals, to expensive clothes.
She patient, very patient. She’ll slowly get closer to you and manipulate you into depending on her so that when the time is right you’ll come to her and when you do she won’t let go.
Physically affectionate but not overbearing; she likes to sit beside you and lean against you or lay your head in her lap to play with your hair.
Prefers public dates, she loves to show you off and show everyone that you’re all hers. She even bought you a little necklace with her name on it.
Much more willing to let you leave the house without her, it’s not that she necessarily trusts you but she trusts that you know better than to do anything stupid.
The day you start bringing her gifts or little things that remind you of her, her heart melts.
because I am horrendously down bad for top! HSR women x gn reader with the thing that starts with a c and ends with a k
Rank your fav HSR women or any randoms if you can think of it at their head/hand game, my hormones are not helping me lord
gotchu, stinkie butt. cw: gn with a dick, teasing, blowjobs, handjobs
they’re not ranked them from order but here! i already did stelle and robin so here’s a few that I like.
8/10. sliver wolf would be good at handjobs for obvious reasons. she’s a full time hacker and gamer so i know she’ll have you cumming within a minute. before you, she didn’t have any sexual experience with anyone but, because the girl watches porn (ik she’s on that freaky timing) she herself considers it ‘experience.’
her deft fingers circles around the fat of your cock, giving it a light squeeze despite her dusty grey staying glued to the computer screen. you stifle back a soft groan, slightly gripping the mouse firmly for a brief moment as you try to focus your attention on the game in front of you. it’s already starting to be futile when her thumb teases your puffy slit. “ y-you couldn’t wait until i’m done with this match, silvie? “ you ask with a strained voice. she pops her gum nonchalantly, stroking your length in a relaxed pace. “ what? can’t get ace without me touching you? “
she fastens her pace, your jaw tenses. luckily your mic was muted because you can hardly contain the small noises escaping from your lips. “ y-yes. .!” you half-moaned, nearly hunching over the desk. sliver wolf’s warm palm drags down your shaft. then, she’d come back from the base and only stroke the swelling head of your cock, the trickling pleasure adds to the hot tension in your abdomen. few minutes in and you can’t even focus anymore—it’s all her fault. you easily ended up dying to an enemy agent and you’d rather much be afk than to continue to play like this.
“ oh my god. .” you lean back into the gaming chair, biting your lip when you feel a digit trace a sensitive, prominent vein. your girlfriend smirks, a sense of pride filling her veins at you unable to finish the game due to her edging you. it’s a shame you’ll get a penalty for being afk though.
10/10. kafka is a queen at giving head and handies. we all are familiar with the type of timing she’s on. himeko and kafka are fighting first place fr.
“ don’t stop. .please don’t stop. “ you’d beg through gritted teeth. kafka’s amused smile grows almost an inch wilder as she sees your sweaty face cutely crunch up with ecstasy from her bare hand pumping your throbbing member. “ mm, what makes you think i will?” she asks with a teasing pitch in her raspy voice, pupil-less eyes closely observing the way your teeth would visibly bite down on your bottom lip whenever her hand ascend towards the leaking tip with a skillful twist of her wrist.
you don’t respond to her question, instead, you tip your head backwards, spilling out a moanful groan. seated between your legs, she leans her upper body forward and gives your cockhead a teasing kitty lick. your thighs twitch and your head comes back to peer down at kafka. “ good. eyes on me, i want you to hold it. “ she commands. you do, watching with hazy, lidded eyes as her wet tongue flattens against the base and drags up your shaft.
your eyes meet kafka’s and you nearly cum from the exchange of intimate contact. her eyelids lower, pinkish purple eyes gleaming with blatant lust that has you whining.
7/10, firefly is inexperienced but she’s gonna try her best to please you.
your lips moves with firefly’s in a languid kiss, desperation slowly showing through fleeting touches and hushed whispers. her knee sinks between your parted legs, a single hand placed on the mattress next to your hip for support while the other shyly palm the growing tenting in your boxers. “ can i? “ she whispers between kisses. your fingers card through her pale grey locks as you kiss her again with fervor. you answer her question silently by gingerly grasping her wrist and guiding her hand pass through the waistband of your underwear.
a cute, muffled noise rumbles from her chest when she fully holds you in her hand. even if she has already touched you like this a few times now, she still feels embarrassed. “ y-you don’t have to ask. “ you breath, letting out a soft groan as firefly stiffly strokes you through your boxers. it takes her minute to find her confidence before she gains an easy pace. firefly can feel her own arousal swell in the pits of her belly and flow down to her core at the sound of your moanful groans and whimpers.
“ just like that, baby, you’re doing g-great. “ you compliment in a strained voice, buckling your hips to her strokes, encouraging her to continue. meanwhile, your quivering breaths mingle from the constant chasing of each other’s lips. firefly’s chest blooms with warmth for the umpteenth time as your palm touches her flushed cheek. like this time and many times before, you pull her into a dizzying kiss that nearly has her become the feeling of intoxicated.
9/10. I don’t really play wuthering waves, but ik yinlin would be my fav. i love her pointed ears and the moles on her face fr. I feel like she looks like the type to be freaky but she actually isn’t but capable. i think she doesn’t have much or any experience with romantic partners because it’s mentioned in her story that she’s mostly to herself. however, she’d def be a loving and ‘handy’ partner if she opens up and has full trust in you. if she’s ooc. .i tried.
“ you’ve always been so good to me. “ yinlin whispers into your ear, a sharp nail gingerly runs down your arm, provoking a shiver of anticipation down your back. you’re the most precious person who she holds dear in her heart. even after years of her handing you small pieces of her secrets and past, you held them tight in your hands and patiently stayed. once she finally given you everything she had, you pieced them together like a grand puzzle and stepped back—not in fear or disgust, but with an empathetic smile on your easy features. yinlin finally knew at that moment she finally have found someone who’d walk through the ends of the world by her side. she place a singular kiss to your earlobe and blows a gentle puff of hot air against it. you squirm a bit; a raspy chuckle escapes from her. her hand trail down your bare thigh and tenderly massages the supple skin. yinlin’s head shifts down right under your ear and peppers damp kisses down the column of your neck. “ allow me to return the favor like always, my sweetheart. “
a strained groan erupts from your throat when you feel the red-head wrap her hand around your half-flaccid length. the tips of her canines carefully drag along your heated flesh of your neck. she begin to stroke you until you’re fully hard and desperate for more than just her hand. your eyes flutter close, lips parting to moan as she lightly sucks at a small patch of your skin, leaving behind a red blotch. yinlin smiles softly at the breathy call of her name. she pulls away from your neck to examine the cute expression on your face. “ i’m barely doing anything and you’re already unraveling like this. cute. “
yinlin leans forward and presses her lips against against your parted ones. she wastes no time in tilting her head to kiss you deeply. she feels herself getting needy from the taste of your lips, the addicting sweetness has her squeezing her thighs together. her tongue slips into your panting mouth, exploring everything you have to offer inside. the small moans, pants, and the occasional twitching of your cock admittedly makes her desperate.
after a prolonged moment, yinlin pulls away so you can catch your own breath. with half-lidded, lustful eyes, she licks the string of saliva sticking to her shimmery pink lips and gracefully transitions her body down between your legs. you breathe out, “ w-wait, l-let me—ooohh. .” your lover replaces her hand with the hotness of her mouth, leaving you a whiny mess. she swirls her tongue around the swollen tip, tasting the slight salty taste of your precum. her head then descends as she takes more of you in her mouth with practiced ease. she sucks firmly at your shaft, pale cheeks slightly hollow as she does.
you whine, toes curling with pleasure. she eases her way up before going back down again, repeating the same ministration several times until you’re begging for her to slow down. “ y-yinlin, slow down, i-i don’t want to make a mess. “ it’s ironic because you’re already a cute mess yourself. if yinlin can giggle right now, she would. her brows raise in amusement as she glances up at you. she rubs your knees in a form of acknowledgment and slows her pace. however, she continues to skillfully use the flat of her tongue to pleasure you.
if you want her to slow down, sure. but, she doesn’t mind for things to get messy if she gets to hear more of your pathetic but adorable begging.
I’m having yinlin brainrot once AGAIN. I NEED TO GET THAT WOMAN PREGNANT LIKE GIVE ME UR WOMB??? 😢
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YINLINNNN UGTHTTHFHF I'm WET just thinking about her mannnn
Dude just. Just think. Imagine cumming into her over and over and OVER to make sure she comes out of this pregnant???? Just filling her up even after she says she feels so full but she doesn't fight it!!!! No she takes every inch of you :3
Just the thought that there's actually someone growing inside of her BECAUSE OF YOU is sending me in a fucking spiral just saying ob m ygdo AND AND AND imagine her fucking strings are wrapped around the both of you to make sure that you don't draw back far enough that you somehow slip out and spill all the cum inside her from breeding her relentlessly (even though it's already spilling from the force and speed you're using anyway but shh semantics)
Her ass is NOT getting away from me without getting impregnated I were allowed just saying
