Headcanon

devotion

Imagining Tighnari coming home after going out to further explore the forest and is red in the face, panting and needy and instantly latching to your body, rutting his hips against yours whilst whimpering into your ear that he just can’t wait any longer, his cock has been throbbing for ages now whilst he was travelling home :(( you’re confused as to what brought it on, but by peering into his bag you see an array of brightly coloured mushrooms, ones that Tighnari himself to avoid at all costs as they’re basically viagra, and by the smell of his clothes you can only guess correctly that he had touched them at some point, and now it’s your job to let him fuck the living daylights out of you, else he’ll be on his knees crying and begging to let him stuff his cock into your warm pussy and to let him cum before he looses his mind :(

whiny horny tighnari who begs for a crumb of pussy :(( yeah :((

f!reader, smut galore, feral tighnari, knotting, breeding, cervix fucking, a/b/o-esque

all you can really do now is to carefully put the bag with the mushrooms down in a safe place, lock the door to your hut and strip yourself as quickly as you can because you know that any second your feral horny boyfie can and will jump you like a wild animal in heat.

and he did, oh archons he did. the second he sees that you're naked before him, he physically feels the resistance break and jumps onto you, frantically trying to climb on top of you and attempt to mount you. when he finally has you on your hands and knees tighnari lets out a pathetic long whine seeing you so open before him, presenting your dripping wet pussy to him for the taking, so without any further thoughts he rams his red cock into you, the fat tip nudging against your cervix and leaking like a faucet.

and the thing is, even if you wanted to do something, you really couldn't! the way tighnari bites your shoulder, his tiny sharp teeth making indents in your flesh marking you and the way his strong arms wrap around your belly holding you firmly in place like a vice make you feel like a helpless little bitch in heat, only there to get bred good by your mate.

and in a way you really are, your thoughts getting mushy and smoky as you feel tighnari let out a whining growl as he lifts his left leg over your thigh, the tell tale tug of his forming knot on the enterance of your pussy before you both let out a matching exhausted keen as with one final strong thrust your mate rams inside you, the pointed tip of his dick firmly lodged against the enterance to your most precious place and his pulsing knot keeping all his thick cum locked inside you.

and of course this isn't the end! the mushrooms apparently had a much stronger effect than both of you assumed, effectively sending your fennec foxboy into premature heat, so the only thing on his mind now is to be locked inside you and breed you full <33

challenge

Tighnari knows you didn't mean anything by it, but a challenge is a challenge. His instincts demand a response.

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fem reader x tighnari, accidental dominance challenge, feral/instinct driven tighnari, dubcon, scenting, one use of "good girl", no prep, doggy style, pinning, marking/biting, knotting, brief breeding kink, creampie.

He knows you don't mean it.

The two of you have exchanged playful nips before—little catches of your teeth against skin, a little shock of pain that smooths into something silken—throughout your friendship. It's familiar. The salt of your skin under his sharp teeth almost tastes like home.

Still, Tighnari realizes, just a moment too slow—he should have warned you.

You bite down into the meat of his shoulder, sinking your teeth into the muscle with enough power to bruise, and Tighnari shudders.

It’s been years since someone has challenged his dominance. 

He knows you don’t mean it.

But his blood has gone hot beneath his skin, the rushing of his pulse filling his sensitive ears. He bares his teeth with a low growl, all rumbling summer thunder. 

You go still. You pull back from him slowly.

“Tighnari?” you ask softly. “Are…are you okay?”

He’s trembling, his fingers sunk into his thighs, trying to rein in the instincts that have roared to life in his very core. You didn’t mean it. You aren’t challenging him; he’s not a kit anymore, setting his status in the pack. 

You ghost your fingers over his shoulder, murmuring his name again, and he breaks.

He strikes quick and true, looping his lithe, callused fingers around your wrist and using the leverage to flip you over and bundle you under him. You yelp, a chirp of sound, and he tugs you back when you try to wiggle out from under him. There’s heat to you, like the sultry warmth of a summer day. He presses down against your back with another rumbling growl, your ass nestled into the cradle of his hips.

“Tighnari!” you cry out. “Hey! What are you—”

“Stay down,” he grits from between his teeth. You try to push up again, your ass brushing against his hardening cock, and he snarls. He sets his teeth into the nape of your neck, the tip of his tongue dragging against your skin, a whisper of wet heat. He can hear his own rabbiting heartbeat. There’s something twisting beneath his skin, something carved into his bones pulsing to life inside of him.

You shift. 

It feels like the promise of a fight.

Tighnari bites, sinks his teeth into your skin like an anchor. “Down,” he growls. He bites down harder, until he hears you choke out a little noise. He presses forward against you with a little roll of his hips, and you go limp under him.

He relaxes his jaw a hint. 

You don’t move.

You’re panting against the floor he’d knocked you down to. Your heartbeat reminds him of the crash of the waves against the shore. Wild and loud. He can hear each beat of it.

He can also smell you. 

It’s not the first time he’s been able to scent your cunt; it’s been on your fingers before, when he caught you between shifts. He’d heard you long before he’d scented you, the wet schlick of your fingers in your cunt practically all he could hear as he headed to your quarters. You’d just cum when he’d knocked. 

With the sound of his own name on your lips ringing in his ears, Tignari made sure to have you sign your patrol notes with his own pen. He watched as you hesitated before taking it. You could barely look at him when you handed it back, and he pressed his thumb into the small, damp smudge you’d left on the barrel. 

He thought it was a thick, sweet scent then, even when it was just lingering on his pen. But now—now it’s so heavy he can almost taste it. 

His ears quiver; his tail whips. He doesn’t think about it. He puts more of his weight on you, grinding his hard cock into the softness of your ass. He slips a hand into the hem of your loose sleep shorts and yanks them down with a low snarl. It’s hard, with you pinned under him, but his strength makes up for it. They get caught around your thighs, but it’s enough.

“Tighnari,” you hiss out. “Seriously, what are you doing?”

He sinks his teeth back in. 

You croon out a low moan, a heated song. He rocks his hips against you; your scent goes heady, lush like sticky-sweet fruit. 

He pulls back, dragging your hips up with him until you’re forced to your hands and knees. You’re pliant, letting him manhandle you as he pleases. It makes his cock twitch. 

Tighnari isn’t sure when he gets his own pants down far enough to expose his throbbing cock, too lost in the instincts that have sunk their teeth into him. He comes back to himself as he hooks his fingers around the gusset of your panties and draws them to the side. 

The cotton comes away from your cunt with a wet squelch. Your scent billows around him, and his fingers tighten on your hip. Your pussy is already glistening, practically shimmering in the lamplight. 

“Wet,” he grunts, rubbing the tip of his cockhead against your hole, coating himself in the growing mess of your slick. It catches on the rim. “So wet.”

You jolt. “Wait, wait, you didn’t prep—”

He rolls his hips, and you hiccup as you spread open around him, stretched tight over the thick head of his cock. He grabs a handful of your ass to spread you further, so he can watch himself disappear into you. 

“Fuck,” you whimper, clamping down on him. He can feel your walls struggling around his girth as he splits you open. Your back bows as he presses forward, as he bullies his way deeper and deeper into your cunt with mean little thrusts. 

You mewl when he hilts in you. You’re hot around him, pulsing as you wiggle your hips to try and ease the way he’s spreading you. He rumbles a warning, the sound rolling through him. You go still.

“Good,” he says. “Good girl.” 

You breathe out a moan at that. Your cunt pulses, fluttering around him. 

Tighnari draws back. His cock is soaked with you, your slick shining on his skin. You roll your hips back, trying to take him in again.

He snarls, setting one of his hands between your shoulder blades and bearing down. “No,” he growls. He pins you in place under him, caught between the way his cock is spearing deep and the hand heavy on your back. He wraps his tail high on your inner thigh, ignoring the way the fur starts to dampen immediately.  

He fucks back into you with a sharp, hard thrust. You yip with it, shifting under his hand. He puts more of his weight onto it, tugging your hips up with his other hand. You tighten around him, and he groans with it. 

You arch as he starts to fuck you fast, with little strokes that keeps him close, that keeps him filling you as much as he can. The sounds of your messy cunt echo around the room, each wet noise accompanied by a soft, broken moan. He drives into your pussy hard, keeping your chest pinned to the floor. 

“Tighnari,” you whimper. “Please, please—”

He curves over you, rolling his hips deep, until you’re kicking out with each thrust. He snarls and sinks his teeth back into the nape of your neck, slotting perfectly into the teeth marks he’s already left behind. 

You cum on his cock with a sound he’ll never forget, your cunt clamping down. He hisses between his teeth. It’s hard to keep fucking you through it, your fluttering walls gripping him. His knot is starting to swell, too, popping in and out of the rim of your hole with more and more difficulty. 

Sparks skitter down his spine as you spasm around him before slumping down, only his iron grip on your hip keeping them up. You’re wet down to your inner thighs now, and you tremble with each shove into your swollen, overworked pussy. Your panting echoes in his ears. 

When he fucks back in, his knot big enough to be noticeable, you whine. You lift your head and try to turn enough to peer back at him. Tighnari catches a glimpse of your profile, already fucked-out, before presses down between your shoulders again. You give in without a word, slumping back down to the floor.

He strokes in again, feeling his knot catch before it pops out once more. He snarls, grabbing your hips with both hands and grinding deep, until his knot pushes past the rim of your hole and flares wide, locking the two of you together. You jolt. 

“Fucking you full,” he growls, his thighs going tight as the knot of pleasure in his gut breaks. “Get you round with kits.” 

You twitch in his grip as he bites down on you again, sinking his fangs deeper still, as he cums. His cock kicks in you, spilling hot ropes of cum in your cunt, buried deep inside. Another moan spills from your lips. 

Panting, Tighnari lets go of your nape and laves gently over the brutal teeth marks there. He sinks down on top of you, though he’s careful with his weight. “Don’t move,” he tells you, turning both of you onto your sides to be more comfortable. “Stuck together.”

“Do I even want to ask?” you mutter sleepily.

“Dominance bite,” he says, voice hoarse. He’s still caught up in it a bit, grinding into you as he cums again. He cups at your belly without thinking. “Triggered my instincts. Knotted you.” 

“I triggered you?”

“When you bit me,” he says, licking over his bite mark again as he starts to truly come back to himself. You shiver. “Tried to assert your dominance.”

“I wasn’t—”

“Later,” Tighnari says. “You should rest.”

You try to glance at him over your shoulder. “Why?”

He fucks into you again with a mean little thrust, instincts flaring at your cry as his knot tests your limits.

“Not done yet.” 

secret relationships with them. includes xiao, albedo, cyno, childe. gn!reader. modern au! slight college au?. no warnings. wc: 1,428 . semi proof-read.

xiao — [✧]

despite being in the same circle of friends, no one has seen you and xiao interacting outside hangouts. no one has seen you two talking for at least five minutes, either one of you always talking to someone else. and so, no one would think you two are close, right?

in truth, your relationship with xiao was never meant to be a secret. if one were to ask either of you if you two were together, you two would answer the same thing: yes.

though both of you had never agreed to keep it under wraps from your friends, it just seemed as if it was a normal thing to do. you two were still friends, at least to others.

no one even notices the changes when xiao starts telling them that he'd drive you home, always shrugging his shoulders if they'd ask him to drive them home too.

often, on the weekend, when hutao proposes to meet up for lunch, you and xiao always come at the same time—and like always, you'd tell them you caught up to him in the parking lot.

he would sit beside you every time, only because there were no seats left, and hold your hand under the table. sometimes, he places his hand on your thigh, brushing his thumb over them as he talks to kazuha about something you have half the mind to listen to.

though you suppose you aren't hiding your relationship, you don't talk about xiao to hutao or yanfei. they'd never shut up about it, is what you say.

sometimes, when you're saying goodbye to everyone else, xiao waits for you by the corner, waiting for everyone to leave. he'd hold your hand more freely in the car, placing his lips on your hand as he murmurs a small i love you.

because your relationship isn't in the open, xiao is always frowning whenever yanfei brings up another man's name, telling you that you just have to meet him.

still, even if you and xiao sometimes decide on telling them that you have been together for months now, you two find it amusing whenever they seem so clueless. maybe for a few more months, you'd keep it a secret.

albedo —[✧]

keeping everything a secret was more of an agreement made by you. initially, you were afraid of what others would say. you had made such a fuss about not falling for him—because god, albedo was always competing with you in everything.

at first, albedo had pointed out that no one would be surprised should you tell everyone you two were together. they're already expecting it, he says.

but your relentless whining and pouts made albedo agree, only on the condition that you'd start talking to him more on campus.

and no one notices the way how albedo's gazes go from observing to loving. he wouldn't be able to count on his fingers how many times he had looked up from his laptop to find you laughing along with your friends.

if you ever made it to the lecture before him, albedo would tap three times on your table—i love you.

when you walk past him in the hallways, albedo brushes his fingers with yours, smiling lightly as he talks to aether about his new findings.

you always end up in the same places for lunch, with you telling amber and eula that you want to eat in that specific place. eula wonders why albedo and his companions are everywhere you go.

no one notices the lingering stares and the suppressed smiles albedo sends your way. somehow, you are the only one who notices the subtle expression on his face, and he tells you it is meant for only you.

still, as the days pass and you begin to regret your decision on keeping it a secret, albedo would remind you of the consequences, humming as he'd hold you.

and once you finally had had enough of albedo continuing the agreement you both made, you'd come up to him once your classes end, and grab him by the hand.

you'd tug him along after, entwining your fingers with his as he lets out a small laugh, telling you that he found you cute.

cyno — [✧]

no one suspects cyno to be romantically entangled with someone, hell, it is a mutual agreement by those who know of him that he barely had any emotions other than that of discipline and justice.

no one suspects that it is you who had wormed the way into his heart, the stoic and straightforward cyno's object of affection.

even before you had met him, he was always an enigma to you. always hearing of him from your friends but never getting too close to meeting him.

and when you did meet him, he kept you at arm's length, always brushing you off; his serious personality almost pushed you away. hint: almost.

and similar to cyno pursuing individuals who had done something wrong, he would pursue you to the ends of the world, wanting to hold you behind closed doors.

every time without fail, cyno would wait outside your lecture hall, ready to reprimand you so that you'd come along with him. no one knows that he leads you home, your finger intertwined.

because many view cyno as crude, he has vowed to keep you safe from others, resorting to keeping you as someone who has constantly broken rules that he cannot overlook—it is only he and you know otherwise.

despite being seen as a threat to others, cyno often accompanies you at night when you need to submit requirements, talking to you laxly as if there is no other person in the world.

and really, even the people who he considers friends do not know the secret between the two of you, always hiding you from them so as to not let them know that he has one particular weakness.

and being his weakness, when there are no more lingering eyes of those who he considers enemies, cyno takes you in his arms, nuzzling his face by your neck as you'd laugh.

often, you sit across him from his desk, watching as his brows scrunch up, finishing whatever task he had left. he looks pretty, you say, and he simply hums.

and while cyno is eager to let others know you are his, he will have to put up with it for now, keeping you to himself within the shadows.

childe — [✧]

with childe, your relationship with him is more of a game. though both of you had initially agreed to tell everyone else that you were officially together, you had told him a small joke—one that you two laughed about the whole time.

who would confront the two of your first? would it be hutao? or would it be kaeya? maybe keqing if she was nosy?

childe was always touchy, even before the two of you began dating. no one questioned the back hugs, the holding of arms, or the constant poking of sides.

hiding your relationship with childe was easy, at least you thought so at first.

even when you are together with your friends, childe makes it a point to never linger for too long with you, either deciding to sit on the couch with kaeya or argue with xiao about god knows what.

when everyone is saying their goodbyes, childe simply waves at you, telling you that he'd see you next week—no one knows he'd wait a few meters away, watching to see if there is no one else but you who can see him.

and not once have you gushed to any of your friends about childe. you had not told anyone about him holding your hand in the car or him zipping up your jacket.

as the days go by, you begin to grow annoyed at the game you had put yourself in. you were stuck in your own dilemma.

but once, keqing had told you that childe keeps looking your way. just when you had lost all hope—ready to admit to everyone that yes, we are indeed together!—keqing comes to the rescue.

xiao follows after, scoffing that childe has not kept his eyes off your for the past hour. then, you remember that childe had taken one too many drinks for the night.

and not even a minute later, childe is announcing his love and adoration for you. always a lightweight in alcohol, you'd watch as he stumbles towards you, laughing.

at least now the game is over, and no one had won.

NOTES this originally had kazuha in it but i couldn't write him bc i really couldn't envision it in him HSAHHASHS might be my last post for a while as i'm running for honors and i really have to focus on that

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okay so I just read your post on genshin men if you go quiet , here me out.... What if you are a quiet person in bed? How would they react ??? Like would they pound into you until you scream or would they be content with it??

Oh boi they would have a field day with you regardless of whether you are quiet or not..

They are scrutinizing every little twitch of your body. In their head, they are mapping all the spots that make you tremble. If they find your sensitive spot, you are in for a ride. They love a challenge but when you finally finally let out a sweet moan, they go feral. You sound, oh so sweet. They are almost mad at you for hiding your moans. So, they go harder, so rough, desperate for you. It's enough for you to grab them as you scream for them.

- childe, scara, ayato, kaeya, itto

It was a lost game when you see how determined and desperate they are for your cries. No, they won't stop until you are moaning into the sheets. When you finally open your swollen lips to whimper their name, they are murmuring praises into your ears. They would fuck every sweet sound out of you with scary precision coz they are greedy for you.

- kazuha, zhongli, albedo, thoma, dainsleif

🪷 say my name like a scripture, keep my heart beating like a drum!

yandere! various! sumeru characters x gn! reader.

(PLATONIC‼️)

The sharp thug on your sleeve kept your eyes open but just barely - sleep was threatening to take over at any moment now but little Nahida did everything in her power to prevent it so.

You met the girl by chance as you walked through Sumeru City and were naturally concerned to see a small child wander such a large place all on her own. Confronting her, you demanded she tell you her name and her parents names but all she did was keep quiet... For the first 10 minutes. She could hardly contain her laughter as it quickly bursted out of her like a bubble, her green eyes sparkling with joy as she told you her name.

Nahida.

Little Nahida became something akin to a friend even if you were still uncomfortable with the fact that she was just wandering the city like this. What if someone saw her and took her away?! You voiced your opinions to her but all she did was gently pat you on the head and told you not to worry. She was stronger than she looked, she reassured you. That hardly did anything to soothe your nerves so you took it upon yourself to watch over her, if not for her own safety than for your own conscience to be at ease.

For someone so young Nahida was awfully intelligent. She would often say things that would leave you in awe and confusion, sometimes a combination of both. It was difficult to keep up with her but that's what made her so endearing to you. Late night strolls with Nahida became an almost daily occurrence as the two of you would walk together on the empty streets of the city, admiring the peaceful tranquility as you searched for a good spot to make yourselves comfortable and watch the millions of stars that hung high in the sky. The moon was your only companion as you would drown in the sounds on nature and Nahida's little voice as she'd excitedly point her finger upwards and show you yet another constellation she knew. Evenings such as these were not always so easygoing as there was a point in time when life was getting too tough to handle. You had no friends and no mora to your name, leaving you feeling lost in the world, confused on what you ought to do. The Akademiya was persistent on the notion that worshiping Greater Lord Rukkhadevata would surely bring your tired soul some ease but you found yourself being drawn to Lesser Lord Kusanali. Even if she never made a public appearance, even if no one knew how she looked like you were sure that she was doing everything she could to keep you and the rest of her people safe.

Sharking your thoughts with Nahida as her head lay on your lap, you missed the warm smile that was forming on her lips as you continued to speak fondly of Lesser Lord Kusanali and the various tales you heard of, never once realizing that your precious Archon was closer than you ever imagined to be.

"Did you come all this way to watch me perform, (y/n)?"

Nilou could hardly contain the sheer amount of joy that laced her voice, her pale cheeks turning scarlet red as she sheepishly lowered her gaze to the ground. The young dancer was smitten and everyone knew it, even you. A part of you was flattered for being able to catch the eye of someone so king, so talented and oh so captivating - the romance between you and Nilou could have easily be compared to a blooming Sumeru Rose, a flower renowned for its beauty.

What Nilou never realized was just how difficult she made life for you. She was a dancer and you were a researcher from the Akademiya - two opposites that were never meant to meet let alone start a romance. The amount of scrutiny, judgment and downright bullying you faced on a daily basis from your colleagues could have easily turned any reasonable person into a mad one. The arts were heavily looked down upon and you had no business being with Nilou.

A part of her was aware of the dangers you faced because of her and the guilt was too much to bare sometimes. She often found herself crying before going to bed because you never actually told her of any of these transgressions. Nilou would follow you all over the city, carefully listening in on any conversations you were having and her heart would become ice cold the moment she heard someone bring up her name. All she wanted was to live a happy life with you. Was that really so much to ask for?

Why was she not allowed to love you?

And more importantly, would you ever start heading the words of the people that kept scrutinising you and you'd leave Nilou for good?

Her heart could not bare the thought of you two parting, and she'd always end up passing out due to the heartache.

Golden embroidery shined delicacy beneath the tavern light as Cyno hid himself in a cozy corner, far away from any prying eyes as he carefully monitored you, his red eyes piercing anyone he didn't like. The people who felt his gaze would feel someone glaring at them but could never pinpoint the source, forcing them to leave you be with wicked chills running down their spines. Oddly enough your didn't bring any company with you tonight. A tiny part of him felt happy to see you, it was almost as if he could have you for himself these next few hours.

He just wished he had the courage to come talk to you.

Choosing to be passive for yet another evening, Cyno sighed as he took a large sip from his drink, the cold liquid washing the lump in his throat away as his gaze still lingered on your own, his heart beating like never before. He could feel the corner of his lips twitch in excitement, a rare sentiment from the young man. If only you knew what kind of grip you held on him and his heart, just how much power you held in your pocket, it was surreal. As much as he hated to see you miserable, he also hated it whenever someone would get too close to you, buttering you up with their fake words and faux attitudes. It also worried him greatly that you were aspiring to rise in the ranks of the Akademiya. While it would be to his advantage that you work with him (or under him but he could only dream) Cyno still couldn't help but to fear what sort of horrors could await you.

That is why he needed to do this, he needed to keep you safe. He wanted you to be happy. And he was going to find a way to insert himself into that happiness as well. Looking downwards him weapon, he spotted the barely visible specks of blood he had forgotten to clean earlier. Clicking his tounge, Cyno laid back in his chair in annoyance as he recalled about the annoying pests he was forced to deal with earlier.

At the very least, they were properly disposed of now.

An absolute lunatic of a man, you were sure that Al-Haitham was going to be the death of you.

Literally.

Here you were, trapped between him and a wall in some dark alley as he pressed a sharp blade against your throat, his cold stare contradicting his oddly gentle touch. His eyes wandered to your neck, the few droplets of blood making him furrow his brow but that did not stop him from his mission.

Why must you be so difficult with him? Can't you see that he just wants what's best for you? And yet, you call him a freak, a maniac, a man obsessed. This wasn't healthy you'd shout at him, tears running down your face as your back was turned to him but Al-Haitham would say nothing, his posture relaxed and his face neutral.

So what if he was a little crazy? What, crazy about you? People, people spend years searching for someone to love and be loved, especially in the way he loves you. You ought to see the misery those people are forced to face as Al-Haitham cradles you in his arms, ready to shield you from all the cruelty that ran amok in the world. He can turn things around, he knows it.

He just needs to keep trying harder.

You'll break. If not today, then tomorrow. If not tomorrow, then another day. But Al-Haitham will get you.

One way or the other.

Dehya was the kind of person that was Impossible to miss, especially in a crowd. The way she carried herself with utmost confidence was something you greatly admired but you were never brave enough to tell that to her face.

The mercenary was an odd mix of gentle and strong, femenine and masculine. She would always keep everything together and there was never a situation she couldn't handle, never a person she couldn't beat.

You were happy having her in your life.

She was an amazing friend, someone you could turn to in times of need an a shoulder to cry on if the time called for it. Her golden claws would gently play with the stems of your hair as you would share your sorrows and woes about your love life, how jealous you felt that your crush never noticed you.

Ah, if only you had seen the pain lurking in her eyes during those times...

Dehya never wanted to say she was the jealous type, never. But, seeing you bawl your eyes for someone who was so unworthy of your time and energy made her blood boil with rage. She would make her way towards a nearby tavern once you two would separate and she would drink her sadness away, her heart crying and bleeding the entire time. The strong liquor was never enough for her though, never.

She could still feel the pain even if she was dead drunk.

After much thought and consideration Dehya came to the conclusion that she ought to eliminate the main reason of your sorrows... and her own. She had the skills to do so, she could easily keep her tracks hidden too. You won't even know what happened to your scumbag of a crush.

Ignorance was bliss after all.

"... Please tell me that you didn't eat that..."

Tighnari's ears twitched in annoyance as he held your face close to his. I'm just checking to see if you have any other symptoms he told you. You can never be too careful he continues to say, his tone casual. With his skillful hands Tighnari managed to create you the perfect antidote to cure your sudden food poisoning.

The look on his face said it all - no more forest watching for you until further notice.

Huffing and puffing, you managed to get yourself back on your feet as Tighnari carefully placed one of your arms around his shoulder while his other arm made its way towards your waist, keeping you firmly pressed close to him as you made your way back to camp. With a hazy vision and a dry throat you did and said nothing as Tighnari dragged you back to safety while also talking about something you honestly couldn't be bothered to pay attention to. Black spots were starting to appear in your vision as your eyelids continued to flutter uncontrollably.

You were about to pass out.

"Ah, maybe I went a bit too far this time..." you heard him say but could do nothing as he placed you on the ground, his hands steady and firm as he held you.

Pools of darkness continued to come in as your headache continued to expand at an alarming rate and yet despite all that you could still make out the silhouette of his hand, a small but sharp needle in it.

"This is going to sting... I'm sorry."

Just as the needle made contact with your skin, the world was black and quiet.

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"KUNIKUZUSHI! Don't you dare ignore me, I don't care if your henchmen hear me yelling!"

notes: yandere, forced marriage, some misogny and classism

You would never claim that your husband was known for his delicacy, yet the word delicate is what comes to mind as his entire being immediately pivots and begins stepping towards you in one fluid, horribly graceful motion. His steps are light; almost a mimicry of ordinary steps, doll-like, and if it weren’t for the bells on his hat, no one would hear him coming. You aren’t the only one who has been surprised on occasion by his sudden appearances.

Yet the delicacy of his movements are utterly betrayed by the ugly frown twisted on his beautiful face. You only have the luxury of focusing on it for a few moments before he grips the collar of your dressing gown and yanks you toward him in one harsh, swift movement.

“Have you lost your senses, woman?” The words are hissed low. “I did not give you my name so you could shriek it out like some ragged pauper screaming at her chickens.”

Your lips press together in a grim line. Oh, yes, you were used to his insults about your heritage, all wrapped in his unfortunate desire to present you to the world--but mostly to himself--as some sort of ethereal noblewoman’s wife. All quiet grace and charm.

Yet it wasn’t the life you were born into, nor did such lofty manners come easily to you. They seemed rather pointless at times, especially since you eventually realized that he liked you best when you were at ease in private, eager to engage with him on a more intimate level than any noblewoman would ordinarily do for her dear husband. It was all a show, one you both put on to different degrees.

“Yet you did give me your name to use,” and the small dip of your head as you speak is both a mockery of the manners he’s instilled in you and a gesture ingrained through months of tedious, irritating training. “And I saw fit to use it thus, since I was speaking to you as my husband, and not my lord.”

“Am I not both?” He muses, and his voice is tight, but the fingers gripping the fabric of your gown loosen anyway. “You certainly know better than to raise your voice to your lord and husband. Are you so ill-trained?” He lifts your chin with a finger, chiding, but there’s a bit of warm teasing in his voice that contrasts against the  coolness of his skin.

You know enough about Scaramouche to know that the situation is on its way to defusing significantly, if not entirely, and you know exactly how to present yourself to soothe the electric irritation you’ve sparked with your outburst.

You lean your chin forward, guiding him to take your face in his hand, and he does. Your eyelashes flutter and you look at him with as much pleading as you can summon.

“Will you answer the question I asked, then, instead of leaving me without another word?” And if your tone becomes softer, if your voice is tinged with something akin to neediness and loneliness, it’s not entirely for show. “Please, my lord, my husband…” 

You wait, for effect, before dealing your finishing blow in a tone far sweeter than the one you used to keep him here earlier. “Kunikuzushi?”

He regards you with eyes that have taken in every inch of your body a thousand times. Sometimes you wonder if he has the power to read minds or to see inside souls. You don’t ask, because the answer might just frighten you.

“All right. We’ll pass through your village once. I expect there to be tributes. And don’t imagine that you’ll be staying for more than an hour or so.”

Your smile is far more gracious than the limitations he’s placed on you, but you don’t mind. Perhaps you can talk him into more later.

“Thank you, my lord.”

He gives your chin a harsh squeeze before letting it drop.

“Don’t think I don’t know what you’re doing. I’m not a fool. I agreed only to spare myself more of your shrewish behavior.”

“Of course, husband,” you say, watching him leave.

He is not a fool, it’s true. But neither are you.

Chief Alchemist

You had traveled to Dragonspine to work under Albedo as an assistant, since his official assistant was not available at the moment. You were already confident in your abilities when it came to alchemy, but decided that it would be beneficial twork under the Chief Alchemist of the Knights of Favonius. You were still amazed at the fact that Albedo had given you the opportunity to work with him, but you definitely weren’t gonna sit on your ass the entire time, that’s for sure. 

You knew dragonspine was gonna be cold, but you didn’t realize just how cold. Luckily, you had brought your own homemade potions that were specifically made to warm the human body. That way, your outfit didn’t need to be covered up by a huge fur coat. You still had one in your suitcase, though, just in case. You used your map to guide you, making sure to be quick on your feet so as to not attract attention from monsters. Soon enough, you were close enough to see his camp, quickening your pace. 

Once you were finally at the site, you couldn’t help but stare in amazement. There were bits of research everywhere around you, valuable information there at your disposal. Albedo was writing things down on his clipboard before turning to look at you. 

“ Oh, you’ve arrived. You’re dressed rather lighty. Would you like a fur coat? “ He put the clipboard down on the table he was close to. 

“ No, that won’t be necessary. I brought my own potions to help with the cold. “ 

“ Potions? Do you specialize in them? “ His eyes widened curiously. You felt that if he were a dog or cat of somesort, his tail and ears would have perked up. 

“ Yeah, I’ve been studying it ever since I had the resources. Where can I put my things? “ 

“ That very dedication must’ve been what brought us together today, then. You can put your things inside of my tent, it isn’t very far from here. You’ll be staying there with me for the next few  days. “ 

You nodded, placing your suitcase near a chalkboard. “ I’ll leave my things here for right now then. I’ve heard your research has recently been revolving around ways to affect the human body, yes? “ 

“ Yes, I’ll inform you about what I need you to do. Are there any tools here you aren’t familiar with? “ He gestured to a small table on wheels with various tools, but you were familiar with them. 

“ I can’t say I’ve used everything here before, but I know all their uses. I hope that won’t be any trouble for you. “ He adjusted his gloves, grabbing his clipboard and pencil. 

“ Don’t worry, it won’t be much of a problem. I’ll bring you up to speed; I’ve been studying the human genitalia, both male and female. This experiment is mostly for monetary purposes, since I’m cooperating with an organization that deals with escorts legally. In short, I’m making both lubricant and potions designed to make humans sensitive to sexual pleasure and more aroused. “ He stared down at his clipboard, then back up at you. “ I believe that your knowledge of potions and how they’re capable of affecting the human body will be of use for this experiment. “

You were taken aback at first, especially since this was the last thing you had expected the experiment to be about. “ Hm… Well, I think it shouldn’t be very hard. “ You walked up to the chalkboard, where Albedo had sketched out a male and female body, including the reproductive organs. You didn’t plan on doing this sort of thing when you got here, but you figured you could learn a thing or two. “ For the sensitivity aspect, I think we should study the most sensitive parts of the genitalia… And how we can replicate that sensitivity for the rest of the genital. “ You turned back to look at him. “ Judging by the fact that you aren’t writing anything, you’ve come to this conclusion already. Have you looked into the matter? “ 

“ Yes, I have. I didn’t pursue it for very long, though. Since the reason for the clitoris and head of the penis’ sensitivity is because of the number of nerve endings it has, we can’t replicate that through lubricant or potions at all. What we can do, however, is study what sensations the human body is specifically sensitive to, like the cold. “ 

“ I assumed that’d be the case. For lubricant, I feel as if something that is hot or cold will be sufficient depending on what the user prefers. We could harvest whopperflowers and manipulate it as an ingredient so it won’t be too hot or cold as to harm the user, but instead to make them sensitive to the foreign sensation. I know of a few people who have farms specifically made to attract these creatures so that they can not only be harvested, but also reproduced, along with other monsters. “ 

“ Hm… yes, this does sound favorable. I actually have the remains of a cryo whopperflower stored away somewhere. We could use that for the test runs. “ 

“ Alright then. How would we change those parts to control the intensity, though? Perhaps some numbing medication mixed in could work, no? “ 

“ We’ll have to be cautious about the amount we add. Temperature does indeed have an affect on the male genitalia, I’ve run multiple experiments to test that theory. I’ll need to find a female subject to test as well, though. “ He tapped his pencil onto his clipboard. “ Perhaps the Adventurer’s Guild could arrange that for me. “ 

“ That won’t be necessary. I’d be willing to test out your theory during my stay here. I feel that I could explain symptoms in a way you could understand as well. “ You looked at the chalkboard, then back at him. “ I have numbing medication in my case. One type is oral, the other would be applied to a wound in case of emergency. “ 

“ There’s no need for that, I have some stored away. I wouldn’t want you to use your personal items for this, anyway. You said you were willing to test it out, yeah? “ He put his clipboard and pencil aside again. 

“ Yes, you just need to tell me when. “ 

“ Would… right now be suitable? I came up with a lubricant an hour or two before you got here. It worked well on me, but my female counterpart is not only away, but probably wouldn’t be willing to be experimented on under any circumstances, so I wasn’t sure how it’d affect the female body. “ He walked over to one of his shelves, taking a labeled bottle that had a container similar to that of a shampoo bottle. 

You knew that he worked fast, but you never suspected that he’d be this quick with his work. 

“ Of course I can test it. Not here, though… Isn’t there somewhere a little less, how do I put it… Open? “ 

“ Would the tent be sufficient? I imagine that’s also one of the only places in Dragonspine where one could properly pleasure themselves. I prepared accordingly. “ 

“ Yeah, the tent is just fine… I’m assuming you’ll have to be present. “ Your cheeks flushed at the idea of Albedo watching you while you played with yourself. 

“ Naturally. Not only to record symptoms, but also to be there if anything wrong occurs. That isn’t very likely, though. Don’t worry too much about it. Come, I’ll take you to the tent. “ 

You nodded, grabbing your things and following after Albedo. He made sure to take a few sheets of paper to jot down the results. 

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It didn’t take too long to get to the tent. It was nearby, just as Albedo had told you. You walked in, surprised to see how nice it was inside. There was a bed and a couch inside, as well as a drawer and carpet among many other things. You imagined this is where Albedo slept, since most things seemed untouched. You put your suitcase down while Albedo turned to look at you. 

“ Please make yourself at home. I need you to be comfortable for the best results, afterall. “ He smiled at you, sitting down on the couch. 

“ Hm… I feel like the bed would be most comfortable for me. Is that okay? “ 

“ Of course. “ He watched you closely as you walked over to the bed, but stopped in front of it. 

“ That… means you’ll be watching me the entire time, doesn’t it? “ 

“ Not unless it affects your performance negatively. If you’d like, I could turn around and rely on audible cues, but it might make the results a bit more… unreliable, per say. “ 

“ It’s okay, I wouldn’t want to slow down the process. “ You began undressing, but paused when Albedo started walking over. He handed you the lubricant. 

“ You’re allowed to back out of this at any time, please don’t force yourself. “ You gave him a reassuring smile before he handed you the lubricant. “ Here you go. I’ll try not to get in the way. “ 

You placed the lubricant onto the night stand beside the bed before you continued undressing. You heard the bedsheets move while Albedo sat down. He needed to observe you closely, after all. You stayed with your back turned to him, starting by taking your shirt off teasingly slowly. You didn’t know why, but you didn’t want to be the only one getting aroused during this experiment.  You let your shirt fall to the ground, then slid your thumb underneath the hem of your pants, pulling them down to the floor and stepping out of them. You reached behind your back to unclasp your bra, letting the straps fall down your shoulders before letting it fall to the ground.  You slowly pulled down your panties, your face flushing a little. You couldn’t tell how Albedo was reacting to all of this, but your heart still skipped a beat with excitement at the thought that he was watching your every move. 

You turned around and reached for the lubricant before sitting down on the bed near the headboard, while Albedo was resting against the footboard. You spread your legs completely, making sure he could see everything. 

“ You need a view of everything, right? Does this work? “ 

“ Yes, that works just fine. I’m glad to see you’re taking your time. If you require my assistance, simply call out my name. “ You couldn’t help but smile at his statement, but you had to keep your eyes on the prize. 

You reached your hand down, sliding one of your fingers between your folds to reach your clit. You started off with small, quick circles. Your breathing started to fasten, but you weren’t exactly close yet. You planned on applying the lubricant once you were actually going to put your fingers inside, but you wanted to get in the mood first. It was growing increasingly difficult, though. You couldn’t help but notice his blue eyes as they stared at your figure, carefully examining every aspect of your actions and body.

The two of you made eye contact, but you quickly closed your eyes instead to play it off. You couldn’t help but imagine what it was like to feel his skin against yours. What would it feel like to have him above you, while he “assisted” you? Would he stare at you the same way? You opened your eyes again, grabbing the bottle of lubricant. You spread your lips before pouring it on your arousal, shivering at the harsh coldness. You put the bottle aside and reached back down, spreading the lube around your pussy evenly. You had never felt so sensitive to your own touch before, and while you touched yourself the only thing in your mind was Albedo. You felt so lewd about it, but you couldn’t help but wonder how exactly he tried the lubricant out himself. 

You put a finger inside you, covering your mouth to muffle your moans. Your eyes blurred for a moment, but when you regained focus, Albedo was right beside you. 

“ Please don’t hold back your voice, Y/N. My data won’t be accurate if you do so. “

You looked up at him while he reached out to move your hand. “ Oh, please don’t let me interrupt you. “ You could feel your face flush while you continued to finger yourself, slightly closing your thighs. Your eyes widened when you felt Albedo caress your thigh before pulling it toward him, spreading your thighs apart. 

“ Remember, I need to see all of you, okay? “ You couldn’t help but let out a quiet moan when you felt his touch. He patted your head, caressing the side of your cheek. “ Good job, you’re doing great. “

Somehow, you mindlessly moaned out for Albedo, and didn’t even realize it until you saw him lean close to you. 

“ Yes? Do you need my help? “ You shivered as you felt his hand trace down your back.

“ I-... I want you to hold me, please… “ He seemed surprised at this, but he didn’t hesitate. He scooted you forward by the small of your back before sitting behind you. He pulled you closer, making you sit between his legs. He wrapped his arms around your waist, resting his chin in the crook of your neck. 

“ Is this sufficient? “ You simply laid back against his chest, obeying his orders from before and continuing to finger yourself. You felt his hand trace down your stomach, which he rubbed ever so lovingly. 

“ Hm… are you sure there aren’t any other ways to help you? “ He rested his hand on your folds, smiling against the flesh of your neck. You took your other hand to lay on top of his, applying some pressure to push his fingers between your folds. He didn’t move his fingers, though, and simply watched you closely. 

“ Stop teasing me, ‘bedo… “ You rolled back your head to look at him, to which he smiled at you. 

“ I’m not teasing. If you want me to do something to you, I’ll need you to tell me what to do to you… Where to touch, how to touch you… I’m no magician, I can’t tell what’s on your mind. “ 

“ Just… Touch me damn it. I’m- I’m yours. Do what you want. “ 

“ Okay, I’ll be gentle with you. I have birth control in the lab, you’ll have to take some later. “ He kissed your neck, and soon began rubbing his fingers against your clit. He seemed dissatisfied, though, and pulled away from you, which earned him a whimper. He took off his gloves, putting them on the nightstand. He wrapped his left arm around your waist, using his right arm to touch your clit again. He made small, slow circles. It almost felt sensual. He soon pulled away from you again to stand up on the floor. He started undressing at a similar pace you had before. 

“ You know, it’s funny that you said I was teasing you. Especially considering the fact that you were trying to strip tease me earlier. “ He turned around so his back was facing you, looking over his shoulder. “ Like this, yeah? I won’t lie, though, I enjoyed watching you. I think I’ll enjoy being up close and personal more, though. “ He finally got his pants and boxers off and turned to look at you, finally naked. He crawled onto the bed, pulling you closer to him by your thighs. He pushed you onto your side, which confused you. 

“ Your thighs… put them together tightly, okay? “ 

“ Mm… okay? “ You obeyed, putting your thighs together tightly. Albedo grabbed the bottle of lube, pouring some onto his cock. He shivered, letting out a shaky breath while he started to jerk himself off to spread it. Once he thought he had spread it enough, he scooted closer to you on the bed. He lifted your leg, pulling you closer to sandwich his cock between your thighs. He held you in pace while he began pulling back, then thrusting. You occasionally let out quiet moans when you felt his length rub against your clit. Albedo reached down to grasp the bedsheets on either side of your head, leaning down to kiss your collarbone. Instead, he bit down when he felt your hand reach down to caress his tip when it went past your thighs. 

“ Your body is so soft and plush, I can’t wait to be inside of you. “ Your face went red at this, your thighs squeezing together. He began quickening his thrusts, sucking on your neck while doing so. He quickly turned you over to lay on your back, spreading your legs. He sat up and watched you carefully while he jerked himself off, letting out a hitched moan and cumming on your stomach. You wiped some of it off your stomach, licking it off your fingers while you made eye contact with Albedo. He turned red, his length still hard. 

“ I suppose… This is a more efficient way to test how well the lubricant works. “ He spread the lube against your arousal with his tip, making sure it was evenly coated. He saw the excitement in your face and pulled away. 

“ Hey! That isn’t- That isn’t fair. “ You frowned at him, but he simply smiled at you before laying on his stomach, his head between your thighs. 

“ I thought it’d be better if you came before I put it in… I’d like to see how you taste, too. “ He moved his arms, locking them around your thighs. He dragged you closer to him, which surprised you. 

“ ‘Bedo… I’m starting to think this is more than something just for the project. “ You decided to tease him a little, sliding your hand between his locks. He kissed your clit, making you both jump and moan in surprise. He held you in place, though. 

“ Oh, don’t be too much of a downer… Judging by just how wet you are, you don’t mind that this isn’t entirely for research, hm?” You sighed, simply looking around the room out of embarrassment. He wasn’t wrong whatsoever- You were enjoying every bit of this. 

You squirmed when you felt him sucking on your clit directly, but he simply gripped your thighs and held you in place. He kissed your clit before pulling his face away, looking up at you. 

“ Stop squirming or I won’t touch you at all… “ He leaned toward your inner thigh, littering kisses and hickeys on them. “ And that wouldn’t be very pleasurable for either of us, now would it? “ 

“ ‘M sorry… “ You caught your breath, reaching out to touch his hair again. He leaned against your touch, and then turned to kiss your hand. “ It’s okay. Just be good for me, alright? “ 

“ I’ll be good, I swear. Just… touch me, please. “ You heard Albedo let out a soft laugh before he kissed your clit somewhat sensually. He let go of your legs, one of his hands moving to put two of his fingers inside you. You let out a sigh of relief, glad that he was finally touching you. He put his other arm under you, his hand spread across the small of your back. 

He looked up at you, most likely to make sure you were okay, then started moving his fingers in and out of you at a slow, steady pace. You let out occasional moans, but you were mostly breathing heavily. You felt Albedo curl his fingers, hitting just the right spot. You wrapped your legs around his neck so that you wouldn’t squirm very much, but it was getting increasingly difficult. Then, it happened. You screamed out for Albedo as he started thrusting his fingers into you at a brutal pace, nibbling on your clit. You pulled on his hair, which made you surprised to hear him moan at this. He reached out to your other hand, continuing his abuse of your pussy. You could hear your wetness combined with the lube slapping against the rest of his hands and your folds. 

“ How lewd… You’re sopping wet. I can’t imagine the state you’ll be in when I… nevermind, you’ll find out soon enough. “ He cut himself off, making you curious about what he planned on saying. You didn’t have much time to think about it though, especially when you felt him set a faster pace. You reached to grab his wrist, but he swatted your hand away. He lapped at and sucked your clit again, making you cry out his name. 

“ Albedo, Albedo- wait- I’m gonna cum- “ Albedo didn’t show any mercy, continuing to attack your clit. You arched your back, pulling on his hair. He stared up at your face while he continued to finger you, even going out of his way to hit your g-spot after you came. 

“ Ah, wait- waitwaitwait- Please, Albedo- “ Your body stayed tense. You didn’t get the opportunity to come down from your high, especially when he continued to finger you mercilessly. It didn’t take very long for you to cum all over again. You let out a small sob of pleasure. You’ve overstimulated yourself on your own before, but your heightened sensitivity along with Albedo’s touch was a completely different experience. He pulled away from you, sitting up while he hooked your legs around his waist. 

“ Hm… It really does seem as if the lube makes you more sensitive. Or perhaps you’re just a little bit of a slut. That’s alright, though… I don’t mind. “ Your face went red at his statement. You felt humiliated, but part of that was what turned you on. 

“ I’m… I’m not a slut. If I’m a slut, you’re a fuckboy. “ Albedo’s eyes widened for a moment. He stared down at you, but he soon laughed. 

“ Don’t worry. I’ll make sure that I’ll live up to your expectations. “ Albedo grabbed his length, positioning the tip at your entrance before pushing himself inside of you. He leaned down toward you, placing his hands on either side of your head, smirking down at you when he noticed the pleasure in your expression. He started with slow, hard thrusts that pushed you into the bed every time he bottomed out inside of you. You hadn’t been expecting it to feel like this, but you weren’t gonna complain. “ I’ll make you my slut. I want to be the only one to see you in such a vulgar state. “ You just nodded, as if agreeing to his proposal. He soon started to speed up, letting out moans and whimpers himself. You clawed at his back restlessly, arching your back slightly. In response, Albedo angled himself so that he’d hit as deep as possible, then held you in place while he hammered into you. He brought one of his hands to your lower stomach, using his thumb to caress your clit. You were getting so close, and Albedo showed no signs of stopping again. 

“ Albedo- I’m… I’m close- “ Albedo brought his face away from your neck, licking and kissing your body until he got to one of your nipplies. He promptly proceeded to ravage your boob, licking and biting your nipple. Eventually, the pleasure was too much for you, and you were brought to your peak again. Albedo didn’t stop, though. Instead, he lifted his head to look at you when you sobbed out that “it was too much”. He paused, which confused you. 

“ Wait, no, no- I didn’t want you to stop… “ You wrapped your arms around his neck, kissing his cheeks, almost as if to make amends. He let out a sigh of relief. 

“ Just hang in there until I finish, okay? Be good for me. I know you can take it. “ He kissed you before pulling away to suck on your breast again, then started thrusting. His pace began slow and gentle, but it escalated back to the pace he had before. Your walls clenched around him, making him moan whenever you did so. He bit down onto your nipple, speeding up the pace of his thrusts before being completely still inside of you. He let out an unruly, long moan while he finally reached his release balls deep inside of you. Your thighs trembled and your back arched even more, your eyes rolling to the back of your head. He eventually let go of you, letting you fall onto the bed. He pulled out of you, watching his cum seep out of your hole when you clenched around nothing. You tried to desperately catch your breath, trying to relax. Something about this view just turned Albedo on, and you were surprised to see him jerking off his semi-hard cock to get it to full length again.

“ Wait- “ 

“ You’re so good for me, Y/N. You can take more, right? “ He caressed your inner thighs, making you shiver while he glared down at you. “ Tell me you can take more of me. “ 

“ I-... I can take more of you, Albedo. I promise… I promise I’ll be good, ‘kay? “ He smiled at this, hooking his hands under your legs and bringing them to your chest. He leaned onto your legs, making you bend awkwardly. You weren’t sure why he seemed to like this pose- Not until he thrusted inside of you, that is. Both you and him noticed just how deep inside of you he could get in this position, which was a pleasant surprise for Albedo. 

“ Hold onto your legs with your arms. Keep them in place for me, hm? “ You didn’t hesitate to obey, hooking your own hands under your legs to bring them closer to your body while he let go of them. You let your lower legs rest on his shoulders, looking at Albedo while he placed his hands at either side of your head. “ Good… You’re so good for me, Y/N. I’ll make sure you get your reward. “ Your head was fuzzy with pleasure, but you were still able to make out his praise. He started thrusting into you slowly, seeming to show you at least some sort of mercy. He stared down at you, smiling while he leaned down to kiss you. You didn’t resist at all, but you did bite down onto his lower lip when he suddenly went back to his monstrous pace all over again. You could tell that it was gonna be a few more rounds before he cut you some slack, especially when he came inside you and pulled out just to move you onto your stomach. You let out a weak moan when he pushed himself inside you again, his throbbing girth being ever so unforgiving. 

Hello! Could i ask for yan kazuha and venti with a reader who came from another world like the traveler? Gn pls :)

summary. venti and kazuha with an otherworldly darling

warnings. manipulation, unhealthy relationships, general yandere themes

venti ;

like the traveler, i think you ended up somewhere in mondstat, but unfortunately for you, it was venti who found you instead of amber.

from the very moment he saw you picking sunsettia in whispering woods, he was absolutely mesmerised. venti's a creep and a disgusting pervert, he can't help but stare when he finds someone attractive. and you, goodness, you just looked so delectable. your shirt lifted when you lifted your hand above you, exposing a bit of your tummy for him to view as he pleased. within just a few seconds, he was already hard, and his thoughts ran rampant.

he hid in one of the trees just a few yards away, watching intently as you stood on your tiptoes trying to reach a sunsettia that was too far up. he found it amusing the way you huffed, nearly falling over after attempting to jump up and grab it. you were adamant about getting that fruit, and venti saw it as the perfect opportunity to get acquainted.

he approached you with a friendly smile on his face, asking if you needed any help — to which you frantically said yes. he used his anemo powers to push himself off the ground and into the air, just high enough to grab the sunsettia you so desired. you were in complete awe when he landed and handed you the fruit. it nearly fell out of your hands when you jumped in his face asking how he did that.

that's how he found out you weren't from this world, and he took complete advantage of that fact. he told you a lot of lies, and you obliviously ate them all up without a second thought 'cause you trusted him fully. even if you were a bit hesitant about some things, there really wasn't anything you could do about it 'cause you knew absolutely nothing about the world of teyvat.

kazuha ;

kazuha saved your life, that's how the two of you met. during his travels in liyue he saw you surrounded by a pack of hilichurls, holding a mere stick as your only defense. kazuha's a gentleman, he couldn't just leave some helpless person to die when there was a possibility he could save them — so he did.

you thanked him profusely, telling him that you'll forever be indebted to him. he smiled politely and told you what he did was nothing, that anyone would do it. he was intrigued though. why would someone with little fighting prowess be so far out from liyue harbor where countless dangers lurked?

he kept his curiosity to himself, instead offering to stay with you in case you were attacked again. it wasn't till later when you learned he was okay to trust that he found out you were from another world. you told him you were all alone and scared cause you didn't know where you were or how you got here, but he comforted you.

you two got quite acquainted on your travels together. he loved hearing you talk about where you came from, but whenever you mentioned going back, he felt a twinge in his stomach that made him want to throw up.

he didn't want you to go back. you couldn't just leave him when he was there for you, protecting you from all the dangers of teyvat when you were all alone and helpless. it just wasn't fair, how could you even think about abandoning him like that? he got moody and withdrawn any time you said you wanted to go back, and poor, clueless you had no idea what was wrong with him.

he'll use manipulation to keep you with him — reminding you that you owe him your life for saving you. it makes you feel so guilty. but kazuha would do absolutely anything to keep you with him, even if that meant hurting you a little bit in the process.