Once Upon A December - Streamer AU, Prince Skin (Male Reader)

uno reverse (2)

summary. you are the eleventh harbinger tasked to steal the archon of geo’s gnosis. childe is a wandering traveler who wishes to fight powerful opponents.

pairing. fatui harbinger! reader x traveler! childe

warnings. not beta read. may contain spoilers for the liyue archon quest.

when childe was accused for killing morax and was chased by the entirety of the millelith, he once thought this was it. he’s pissed of the qixing because of his big mouth and now he was going to jail.

that was all proven naught when you came in.

your vision swirls to life, knocking out everyone who was chasing him. when you turned to him with a dazzling smirk and glinting eyes, childe felt his heart stutter for a moment. though he knew you were part of the fatui judging by the mask fastened on the side of your head, childe swore it was love at first sight.

he has fallen in love. with a fatui member.

and now, that same fatui member who spent mora like it was nothing precious is gleaming with power that only belongs to fatui harbingers.

that explains why you were so powerful.

you were the eleventh harbinger of the fatui — who wielded an electro delusion and was known as the tsaritsa’s killing machine.

to others, it was a betrayal.

but for childe?

it made his heart sing.

he summons his hydro vision, and he revels at the way your lips curled and how your eyes gleamed dangerously. it sends shivers down his spine as you laughed.

“oh? so you intend to fight me?”

your lips curled, vision coming to life.

“good. i won’t kill you childe. i’ll just play along, to feel the thrill of battle~!”

childe breathes in, heat creeping up to his cheeks at your words.

dear archons, please save him.

hello !! i saw that your requests are open and if they're not then I'm really really sorry but if you don't mind could I request xiao, venti, kazuha and scaramouche with a s/o who reminds them they love them every day and tells them stuff like "you're doing great, I'm so so proud of you" "you're the most amazing person I met and my heart belongs to you and you only", and they're also very clingy as in they like to hold hands a lot, give kisses and stuff

you can skip this if you want to, but I do hope you have a wonderful day/night <33

overly affectionate s/o — genshin hcs ⸝⸝

— [warnings]. scaramouche not proofread </3

— characters . . . xiao , venti , kazuha , scaramouche

— notes . . . i had no idea what to put as the title bc i forgot the word i was trying to write </3 hope you like it ! ♪( ´▽｀)

魈 XIAO

— oh god, are you TRYING to kill this poor yaksha ???

— i hc that his love language (giving and receiving) is physical touch so despite the scowl that was static on his face, he couldn’t be more happier that someone like you had no problem with being all touchy

— this poor dude NEEEDSS this sort of attention from someone , the fact you’re able to so willingly and nonchalantly convey your feelings to him does make him a bit emotional at times

“heyyy xiao xiao” you slumped over his shoulder with a playful grin, he replied with a simple “hm?”

“You are so easy to love.”

“Is that a good or bad thing..?” he tilted his head to the side for a moment.

“I wouldn’t be telling you unless it was good because I love you sosososooooo much !” and then began the onslaught of kisses and heartwarming laughter with xiao’s arms carefully hugging your torso and your hands on his cheeks.

— whenever you initiate any form of physical contact first his heart does a lil ₊˚୨`˖˚˳⊹

— despite how much he loves you and your affections he will never outright admit it, although he’s rather obvious that he enjoys it with the way his cheeks bloom in a cute pink

— whenever you randomly cling onto him or start spewing your heartfelt love confessions he does truly feel like his years of karmic debt are being washed away as if it was just a mere grain of sand, you’re one of or more so the only person who makes him feel so loved and happy

— on his good days he tries his absolute hardest to reciprocate the same energy, it’ll take some time but for you he would do anything

温蒂 VENTI

— the people of mondstadt both utterly hate and love you guys, no one truly knows how to feel because you’re both so incredibly endearing yet it gets very tiring hearing the same sickly sweet confessions you throw at each other

— mondstadters aren’t over exaggerating either, before venti goes off to play a song on his lyre for his audience, you two spend what feels like hours just holding each other and being reluctant to let go and go off to your own duties

— not that you guys care :p (obviously) venti believes that if people love each other , what’s really the harm in showing off that love ?

— your clingy behaviour is more than welcomed , he absolutely cherishes it

— venti loves being randomly clingy with people he cares about, it’s just natural for him at this point, and the fact you do it as well sometimes even more so than him, he’s ecstatic <33

— he has those days where he’s not his usual ‘venti’ self, not even the melodies of his lyre or the small nudges from dvalin could get him out of his mood , days where he feels like the weight of the world is on his shoulders are the days he appreciates your kind words to an even bigger extent

venti made a small ‘mpf’ noise after falling down onto your lap his arms near the side of his head. the night was slowly eating the sun away to capture mondstadt in darkness, therefore the winds were slightly harsher. you lifted venti up so his head was resting on your chest, he hugged your waist as you played with his hair.

“i could spend the rest of the evening explaining to you in detail how much you mean to me and how happy i am to have met you, but” he looked up at you with a hint of blush, “i think there’s a better way to convey me love for you.” you dipped your head down and began pressing kisses all over his face, each of them holding fruitful feelings.

before he even knew it, he was beaming gleefully his sadness long forgotten. “i love you, windblume.”

“well i love you even more.”

— he hopes you find him as much as of a safe place as you are to him

枫原方吨 KAZUHA

— kazuha officially keeps a tally on how many compliments you dish out to him daily, the highest was around 33 on his birthday, and to say the least it was an.. interesting day

— now hear me out, i feel like kazuha’s love language would also be physical touch just because he loves the reassurance that you’re there with him, it just makes him all warm inside

— he’s not extremely talkative, he doesn’t really vocalise his love for you he prefers writing it down in the form of a haiku or with a hug and a peck on the cheek but you definitely do enough of the talking in the relationship to make up for the both of you

— after he gets comfortable in your relationship you can rest assured that your demand for his hugs and kisses will not go unfulfilled!

— kazuha appreciates it, not only the words you say to him but just you in general, you’re so positive that sometimes he wonders if the archons blessed him because there’s no way someone as sweet and kindhearted as you exists

— you’re the exact type of person he’s been needing, someone who holds him no matter the circumstance and someone who reminds him of his worth without wanting anything in return

kazuha was writing a simple letter to his old friends in inazuma, asking about their well-being before you decided to plop yourself right next to him with that smile he adored. you leaned your head on his shoulder, “how are you so pretty? it’s unfair because i want to cuddle with you aaaallll day long and give you so many hugs since you’re just so amazing and do you know much i love you-“

he laughed before placing a chaste kiss on your lips, “yes my love, i’m more than aware of your love for me.”

— even when he’s out on his voyages, traveling across the seven nations of teyvat, his thoughts never fail to linger to the thought of you running up to entrap him in a bone crushing hug

国崩 SCARAMOUCHE

— you two are the literal embodiment of this:

Scara: “I absolutely despise physical touch, if I find that any of you even tugged at my clothes by accident or not I sha-“

You: “Hi.”

Scara: “So that was a joke-“

— whenever you squish his face with both you hands and begin kissing him that scowl on his face is a big cop out for the amount of love he feels for you, the butterflies in his stomach try to communicate to him but he refuses to acknowledge it

— it’s rather endearing to see his cheeks puff up when you retaliate his words (that genuinely hold no malice towards you) with something sweet like “ok, but i love and adore you”

— he will die before allowing you to do this in front of his subordinates, has it stopped you from trying? nope!

— one time you did it in front of childe and honestly scaramouche was at his limit at that point, he ofc didn’t lash out at you but the eleventh fatui harbinger

“you’re doing so well,” you gave him a peck on the cheek, “i love you sooo much, hehe, did you know that?” scaramouche crossed his arms and averted his gaze towards the floor, not sparing you a single glance out of pure embarrassment.

his ‘frenemy’ shall we say, was finding superb amusement out of the fact the well-feared balladeer was melting like ice cream left out in natlan over the fact his precious lover is cooing at him like some sort of lost child (childe’s words not mine).

and thus, the yelling and cursing at the red haired began, childe saw the rage in scara’s eyes and decided it was his time to run, your boyfriend was certainly not letting him get away that easily. But before he left off to chase and beat the shit out of childe, he gave you a quick peck on your lips.

— perhaps you fuel his ego a little bit too much with your praises and endless compliments, but despite that, scaramouche feels a deep level of comfort whenever you reassure him of his skills or just himself in general

©IHEARTGANYU do not copy, steal or repost <3

stop making fanfics about characters raping and sexually assaulting y/n, you are fucking disgusting people who romanticize a serious crime that happens every day to children and women

"but that's just reading dark romance" that's not a dark romance, that's just the stuff of a horrible fetish, IF YOU HAVE A RAPE FETISH, GO SEEK FOR FUCKING PSYCHIATRIST HELP!!!!!!!!!!

reader impact || masterlist

streamer! genshin x reader summary: a game has been released entitled genshin impact, consisting of otherworldly abilities relying on the basic elements of nature. the game follows the story of an interdimensional traveling twin in search of their other half. along this journey, they meet different characters that live in this world. including you. notes: since you guys really like this, i've made a masterlist just for this series! the characters are listed in alphabetical order, as opposed to regional :)) more characters will be added if requested :D

aether -

first meeting

we will be reunited

maso-kick

voice actors

albedo -

first meeting

character event wish

favorite voice line

you're isekai'd

isekai

fan theories

character demos

alternate persona (name)

teapot designs

abyssal ruler

maso-kick

voice actors

amber -

first meeting

barbara -

first meeting

bennett -

first meeting

childe -

first meeting

you're isekai'd

fan theories

final words

character demos

alternate persona (name)

true power

teapot designs

divine punishment

maso-kick

chongyun -

first meeting

ships

diluc -

first meeting

favorite voice line

fan service: sleep

trailer voiceline

true power

interpersonal relationships

teapot designs

abyssal ruler

jean -

first meeting

kaeya -

first meeting

you're isekai'd

trailer voiceline

fan theories

character demos

alternate persona (name)

teapot designs

fischl -

first meeting

lumine -

first meeting

we will be reunited

mona -

first meeting

razor -

first meeting

scaramouche -

first meeting

alternate persona (name)

divine punishment

maso-kick

venti -

first meeting

isekai

windblume festival

la signora steals gnosis

final words

character demos

abyssal ruler

voice actors

ships

xiao -

first meeting

character event wish

favorite voice line

fan service: sleep

you're isekai'd

isekai

streamer overview (not reader insert)

trailer voiceline

fan theories

final words

x listener audios

alternate persona (name)

teapot designs

abyssal ruler

xiao's rescue

maso-kick

ships

the five yakshas

alatus origins (not reader insert)

xingqiu -

first meeting

zhongli -

first meeting

isekai

fan service: sleep

story quest

final words

interpersonal relationships

Hi! I love your work and this is my first time requesting.. so please ignore if not interested! ♡

the roles are reversed and you are their favorite character and the LADS boys are the player! That’s all I hope you have a good day/night!~ 💗

When They're The MC- The Love And DeepSpace Men

parings in order: Xavier x Reader, Zayne x Reader, Rafayel x Reader, Sylus x Reader genre: slight suggestive content below otherwise fluff ! a/n: hihi anonnie ! ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡ thank you so much for requesting this was such a cute request (˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶) i hope this was alright and if it wasn't pretend it doesnt exist ദ്ദി ༎ຶ‿༎ຶ ) otherwise i hope to see you again soon anonnie ! enjoy reading ! (ෆ˙ᵕ˙ෆ)♡

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Xavier:

Xavier is the type of player to listen to your secret times or tender moments and fall asleep listening to your voice. He likes to imagine you’re right beside him before he falls into his peaceful slumber.

However he does get hard listening to your suggestive audio or scenes that play out.

Spends most of his time grinding out materials for your memories so your character is strong when he reaches end game. Almost has your DeepSpace Trial finished and your affinity level maxed.

Ignores all the calls and text messages of the other main leads except yours.

When he runs out of content for you in the game, he would find solitude on watching edits or reading fanfics of you until the game finally updates its lore for you. Sometimes he'll replay the kindle moments of his favorite cards of you, which is literally all of them.

Zayne:

Nobody expected Zayne to be the type to play this game and at first, neither did he. But he downloaded the game out of curiosity and ended up playing until he reached the end game.

He has your affinity almost maxed out while the rest of the other leads are lower level. He would know all of your lore and has read all of your anecdotes without skipping them for the gems.

Uses the quality time to keep track of his studies but he can’t help but often glance at his screen and find you glancing back at him as well.

He has the Aurum Pass Premium and saves all of his diamonds for your upcoming banners. Does not even bother checking any of the other main leads in the game unless the banner included you

He ONLY plays this game in his room or whenever he's alone. Even though he has his headphones in, he can't help but look around to make sure nobody heard any of your suggestive sounds that sounded like a breathy moan. His ears would turn so red and he can't help but find his hand sliding down his pants

Rafayel:

The type of player that took hours customizing his character to make sure it looks exactly like him. He spends a lot of time with his character and yours in the photo booth. He tries to do a lot of glitches so it looks like you guys are kissing or hugging or him hitting it from the back.

The type that never lets you have a turn at the claw machine. If you managed to have a turn first, he’s IMMEDIATELY requesting to have the next turn. Yes, he thinks your pout is cute whenever you don’t get the plushie but he is NOT wasting any affinity points.

He would use all of his daily emojis just to talk to you and pokes you a lot in the cafe until you get annoyed.

The type to make the most beautiful fanart of you and make the most entertaining edits of you on social media. The type to freak out when he hears your solo banner is coming. He’s literally kicking his feet and rolling around in his bed in excitement

Sylus:

Sylus wasn’t interested in the game at first until your trailer kept popping up and out of curiosity and interest in your character, he decided to try it.

He became the BIGGEST spender when it comes to only your character. He would have all your cards maxed out from the levels and to the protocores. Each card he has of you would be ranked up to level 3 and most of your five stars are awakened. He has all your outfits and all of your poses.

However he would have the biggest frown on his face when he loses his pity the first couple of pulls. That’s not going to stop him until he has all your memories.

He is the type to tease your character by touching you a lot in the cafe to the point you're crossing your arms with a pout and your cheeks are flushed.

Spends a while in the photobooth to stare at your chest or you characters butt. Shamelessly tries to do a couple dirty glitches and the thought of you being real wouldn't leave his mind

Bonus: They all hate Lemonette.

the mashup

punkrocker!wriothesley x reader II 2.7k

warning: smut, 18+ content, minors do not interact, afab!reader with no set pronouns, music! au, modern au, punkrocker!wriothesley, r&b!singer!reader, semi-public sex, consensual filming, creamipes, fingering, riding, piercings, unedited

synopsis: your record label insists that the next phase of your career needs to require you to branch out to other genres and collaborate with an artist. After a long time of searching, to your surprise a punk rocker seems interested not only in the music, but yourself too.

Music is an avenue of expression, at least that’s what you always told yourself. You always felt yourself escaping into the vibrations and notes, amplifying your emotions and imagination as easily as putting two earbuds in.

There were many genres to which people escaped, and yours was the slow, sultry tones of R&B. With its elements of pop, gospel, blues, and jazz with a strong backbeat, you found yourself as one of the top performers in the genre. Your name was associated with the top streamers of Spotify and Apple Music. You even had trending songs on TikTok, people would dance or lip-sync too.

As a child, you never imagined the pitchy singing of your idols would bring you here among the hottest stars.

Despite the success, your record label was craving something different from you—eager to break into the “next phase of your career”, or so they say. They insisted you branch out into new genres and collaborate with some trending artists to give you a push towards winning a Grammy.

You were naturally hesitant, wanting to stay true to your craft and tune but their silvery words and promises of popularity caused your position to falter. Still, you wouldn’t just be collaborating with anyone your managers would send your way, you’d make sure of that.

The first one your label brought to your attention was Childe, a popular alternative singer from Russia. He was making waves in the Western market. His music was…alright and his personality was okay. Something about him irked you though, so you ended up passing on that opportunity to your label's dismay.

The second person they introduced you to was a pop singer by the name of Focalars. Furina was her real name though and she was as eccentric as ever. She was a bit vain and her slight condescension tried your patience a little too much, so you ended up passing on that opportunity as well.

Finally to your shock, a punk rocker reached out about a collaboration. No one would imagine R&B and Punk Rock could mess well, yet his label insisted otherwise. You recognized the name before, Wriothesley. He had been away from the spotlight for a while, only having small shows in London after an incident.

You heard he had punched out some hotshot producer for creeping on his subordinates at a party one night. Wriothesley ended up getting blacklisted for a while as a result. You weren’t sure why he was blacklisted, the creep Wriothesley punched out had it coming, but you knew the music industry was the music industry. Perhaps people were fearful that other cockroaches like that producer would get squashed by Wriothelesy as well.

Nevertheless, his label team things with your image and reputation could help mitigate his own in the community. 

When you first met Wriothelsey was interesting as well. Your labels had just finished the contracts, agreeing to a collaboration between your team and his. He would be singing a cover of one of your popular songs; ”everyone loves a rock cover”, your manager said. 

In addition, the two of you will be working on a new song for an upcoming film, your labels salivating at the thought of getting a Grammy and Oscar nomination.

Needing a break from the paperwork and discussing business, you headed out to the balcony to get some fresh air only to see him smoking there instead. His ears were decorated in silver piercings and a hoop loomed on his bottom lip. He took a drag out of his cigarette, letting the smoke blow out and dissipate in the cool air.

His eyes seemed tired, but his icy irises locked onto your own as he began to cough in surprise. He balled his fist up hitting his chest, to try to help him breathe as he tried to sputter apologies.

“Sorry there, I didn’t see you. I try to make it a habit for people not to catch me indulging in my vices,” he chuckled, still coughing from his surprise. You softly chuckled as well, walking up to him to admire the skyline. London was as gloomy as ever, and it seemed you would be remaining here for the time being.

“I didn’t think you were much of a smoker,” you hummed. The man playfully rolled his eyes, taking the cigarette out of his mouth and looking at it. His gaze seemed nostalgic admiring the soft ambers of one end of the rolled nicotine.

” It was a bit of a bad habit when I was younger. I usually just drink a cuppa’ whenever I get a craving but didn’t have an opportunity to so I caved,” he admitted. He threw the cigarette on the ground, stomping it out with his large black combat boots tied up in yellow and purple laces. You chuckled and nodded.

“I get it. No judgment here. Had to stop drinking coffee for a while. One day I drank about 4 drinks and could see my hand shaking when I was trying to write lyrics. Told myself to never get that far again,” you recalled. Wriothesley let out a hearty laugh at your story.

“See, we all got our vices,” he replied.

There was a soft pause between you two as you two looked at the towering buildings below you. The smell of rain on asphalt was prevalent. It must’ve been raining earlier when you were in your meeting, finalizing the collaboration. 

“I’m curious, why did you specifically ask to collaborate with me? Your managers at the meeting informed me that it wasn’t just their idea but yours,” you asked. Wriothesley simply shrugged before lifting his arms nonchalantly as he placed his hands on his jet-black hair with gray streaks. 

”I like your music, what can I say,” Wriothesley replied. You quirk your eyebrow in confusion. Why on earth would someone like him enjoy music from you? Wriothesley must’ve sensed your confusion before a lazy smirk made its way onto his pale face.

“What? Do you think I only listen to one specific genre? Should never judge a book by its cover” he murmured, tutting. You bit your lip, gaze darting from him in slight embarrassment. It was true. You didn’t only listen to R&B after all, you enjoyed a plethora of genres regardless of if it was the genre of music you made yourself.

”Besides, I see all the time people taking different genres and finding a way to mesh them together,” he added. Wriothesley moved so his back rested on the balcony as he crossed his arms and a more genuine smile fell.

“It would be an honor to do that with someone’s music I admire,” he finished.

Recording soon began after that. It was always interesting to see his fingers glide along his electric guitar, strumming and musing as if he were on another plane of existence. He would often flash you winks at these sessions. Banter turned to flirting to the point rumors began circulating in the office, but the two of you didn’t care. It was fun having him in your life and hard to fight off the smile whenever his callous hands would brush against yours when he got the chance.

A few months passed and it was finally time for the last recording session. As everyone left the studio for the night, you decided to stay back to fine-tune things on your end until you felt satisfied yourself. When you walked out, you noticed Wriothesley sitting on the couch. He was scrolling on his phone and looked up, hearing the heavy door of the recording studio open and close.

“Seems you finally got out. Took you long enough, love. I did want to celebrate with you,” he mused as he rose from the couch. You couldn’t fight the smile creeping on your lips seeing his presence right in front of you.

“Celebrate what exactly? Done being in this stuffy room together for now,” you retorted. Wriothesley simply smirked and shrugged.

“Perhaps I could take you to a pub and celebrate that way. Get a few drinks, I can show you the sights of London before you jet back to LA tomorrow,” he suggested. You took a sigh. You truly weren’t in the mood to socialize in a dark tavern tonight. 

“I don’t know about that….Why? Are you trying to take me out on a date?” you chimed back. Wriothesley chuckled and walked closer to you. 

”Maybe. Think I can be lucky enough?” he asks, hands reaching up for their chin. Your eyes widened slightly, shocked at his nonchalant confession before your expression softened. Your hands reach up, placing themselves on his firm chest. 

“We can always celebrate here…too…y’know…” you suggested. Wriothesley expressions darkened, a grin forming on his face. His hand left your chin, making its way towards your waist to bring you in closer to him.

”Didn’t think someone with a reputation like yours would be so naughty,” he hummed, deep in your ear.

”Don’t judge a book by its cover, I think you were the one who said that, no?” you retorted. 

Wriothesley leaned down, capturing your lips. His lips were sweet, tasting faintly of chapstick he must’ve applied earlier. His hands wandered up and down the curves of your body as the two of you made wait onto the couch.

As your form plopped down on the expensive leather couch, Wriothesley crawled on top of you. His hand cupped your clothed cunt, watching you grind onto his hand desperate to get any bit of friction you could. He sucked his caine as he smiled at the scene before letting his hand dip between the waistband on your pants and cup your now bare cunt.

“Already drooling for me…” he murmured, fondling your soft cunt. You rolled your hips, whining as his fingers brushed against your clit. Growing impatient, Wriothelesy, took his hand out before tugging on the waistband of your pants, bringing them and your panties down with it. Your bottoms were thrown aside on the rug, shielding itself from falling on the cool tile ground.

His icy eyes finally gazed at your cunt bare to him. He pressed his finger against one of your puffy folds, pushing it to the side to spread you out further and watching your hole convulse at the mere thought of having him inside of you. 

Clicking his tongue is satisfaction, he slowly sinks his finger inside of you. You whined, feeling the cool touch of his silver rings decorating his fingers as he slowly pumped them. His other hand goes beneath your shirt, moving towards the valley of your breasts.

He grabbed a mound—rolling your pebbling nipple with the side of his thumb while his lips pressed against your neck—nipping and sucking the sensitive skin. His fingers curled as he continued to thrust while the calloused pad of his thumb massaged your clit.

You writhe under his touch, soft moans falling from your lips. He shifted, his hips slightly bucking as his own erection pressed in his tight pants satisfied by the music falling from your mouth. His fingers drilled inside of you faster as the sloshes and lewd noises of your cunt echoed in the room. 

“That’s it…that’s it…you’re almost there, love. C’mon and give me a show,” Wriothesley grunted. A loud moan is ripped from you as you throw your head back. Your body twitched trying to come down from your high as Wriothesley whistled in amused, satisfied by the way your cunt squeezed and pulsated on his fingers. He dug his free hand into his jeans pockets, revealing his phone.

“Mind if I memorialize this,” he asked, flashing his phone to your tired gaze. You furrowed your eyebrows but whined feeling him pump his fingers slowly in your overly sensitive hole. 

“...If you show anyone and I mean anyone, Wriothesley—” you threatened albeit agreed. Wriothesley chuckled, moving to click on the camera app.

“And risk losing a person like you? Never. Besides, I don’t like the idea of anyone else seeing you like this…whining and crying just on my fingers. Y’know if you made a face like that then I wonder how you’ll look with my cock inside of you, hm?”

Wriothesley began recording as he continued to slowly pump his fingers inside of you before slowly dipping them off. He chuckled, admiring his digits coated in your slick before smacking down your clit as you jolted. You scoffed and grabbed his phone, filming the camera in his direction. 

”Well then why don’t you also give me a show,” you suggested, quirking an eyebrow up with an amused expression. Wriothesley chuckled and nodded. He slowly took his shirt off revealing his fit form, tattoos adorned his arms. His nipples were flushed and pierced as well.

”My eyes are up here, love,” he joked. You fought the urge to roll your eyes before you shifted the camera towards his crotch. He played with the waistband of his pants before slowly letting them fall, his cock immediately smacking to his lower stomach, pulsating eagerly.

He pumped his cock a few times, you could see precum budding at the tip along with his Prince Albert piercing. His moans are light and airy, clearly teasing you as you rub your thighs together.

He leaned over and claimed your lips as he grabbed the phone from you. His tongue dragged against your bottom lip as you moaned in the kiss. He shifted you on top of him so that he was lounging in the chair instead. You could feel how hard and thick he was as his cock pressed against your leg

”Well then, I can’t do all the work…Why don’t you go ahead and take a seat” he suggested, patting his upper thigh. You took their shirt off, hovering above their cock. You grabbed onto his member as Wriothesley sucked a breath in before you slowly sank down it.

As you slowly moved down on it, you could feel how much he was stretching you out. The dull burn as you inched closer was getting to you. Wriothesley offered a sympathetic smile reaching out with one hand to rub your clit to encourage you to sink down further. Although it was a tight fit, you eventually bottomed out. Your body shuttered feeling the foreign coolness of his piercing pressed against your gummy walls. 

His hand eventually leaves your clit before trailing towards your thighs and resting on your ass, where he gives it a tender squeeze.

”Don’t keep me waiting, lovely,” he cooed. With a grunt, you slid up before sliding back down continuously, pressing your hands against his chest as you bounced on his cock. Wriothesley bit his lip, zooming in as he reached out to fondle your tits before drifting the camera back down to where his cock was disappearing inside of you.

He could feel how tight you were, etching him to reach deeper inside. He starts to thrust up causing you to moan. You weave your own hand down to play with your sensitive clit to get more friction.

Wriothesley clicked his tongue noticing, before throwing his phone on the ground without a care. His large palms grabbed onto the globes of your ass before his pace grew faster. You could barely think as he pistoned himself inside of you, legs quivering as you didn’t bounce on him anymore.

His cock continuously hit that sweet spot inside of you as you shifted and gyrated your hips— drool dripping from your lips. You rub tight circles on your clit faster.

“There! There! There!!” you yelped out. Your back arched, as your eyes rolled to the back of your head finally reaching your high. Wriothesley grunted nails harpooned in the plush of your ass as his lower half bucks up, spilling cum inside of you. 

He continued to thrust inside of you, pushing it deeper while he groaned. Your voice quivered, feeling his warmth completely coat you as thick globs of cum smeared on your folds and thighs. You let your upper half lean down to rest as Wriothesley patted your ass gently, red from how tight he was clinging onto it.

His lips pressed against your shoulders for a tender kiss, heavy pants echoing in the recording studio.

“This’ll be a night to remember…” Wriothsley chuckled before kissing your sweaty forehead. His gaze softened at your tired panting one.

“I say it’s a good thing we will be working quite closely together for the upcoming year, wouldn’t you say, love?”

Streamer Childe

Childe X GN! Reader

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Word Count: 1.5k

Childe, “Tartaglia,” one of the most popular gamer Twitch streamers out there, has over 6.4 million followers.

He doesn’t really go by Tartaglia unless he’s being consumed by his ego, Childe is the name he mainly goes by.

Of course, it’s a running joke in the community that he’s called Childe because he acts like one - and lets be honest he does act like a bit of a child lol.

His real name is Ajax, but he’s pretty determined to keep his private life private. He’ll only let people know what he wants them to know.

Since he’s the most popular streamer out of the friend group (Xiao, Scaramouche, Aether, Venti, Zhongli, Albedo, and Kazuha), he’s more liable to hacker attacks.. what people don’t know is that he’s a hacker himself.

Like an actual hacker.

He doesn’t use this to hack games, no, he’s got a sense of reason, he uses it to annoy the shit out of people and protect himself and friends.

His background is.. not entirely known, but here he is now! A streamer who’s been at it for close to seven years now.

He gained popularity quickly from his looks alone, but his chaotic persona certainly attracts another demographic as well.

He’s insanely good at games, preferring to play multi-player just so he can obliterate his opponents and tea bag them. He’s the king of games like Valorant, Apex, and League of Legends, streams where he’s playing those games are LOUD. He’s constantly seething and screaming.

It’s literally so funny. He’s not toxic, just an idiot.

Talks mad shit, but he can back it up.

Adores destroying Scaramouche in games especially, but they’re one hell of a team if they team up.

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𖤐 * ∿  NAMES IN A CITY 

𖥻  CHARACTERS

childe, kaeya, xiao x gn! reader

𖥻  GENRE

angst with a happy ending ( except for one of them )

𖥻  SUMMARY

how they react to your “death” — and how they react after you “come back to life”

𖥻  WARNINGS

no graphic descriptions, but the usual ones of injury mentions, crying, things like that

𖥻  LINKS

masterlist

𖥻  NOTES

please like and rb ! it really helps <3

childe

i.

he got sloppy

you two were on a mission together, and you were sent to eliminate a group of treasure hoarders 

and he isn’t used ot having to watch his back – he’s always had you for that

but he hadn’t expected you to go that far

he didn’t see it coming – he didn’t see the dagger being thrown

all he felt was the sense of being pushed back, and then a burning sensation that blasted him back

you were never one to use your pyro delusion – you had always believed that they weren’t reliable and they took too much out of you

this isn’t the first time he’s seen you transform – but he doesn’t remember it being this bad

the fire blasted him back, and was so hot that he couldn’t get anywhere near you 

he does try though. but the ringing in his ears doesn’t stop, and when he tries to stumble to his feet, he just falls back over

and at some point he passes out

ii. 

the minute he wakes up he’s searching for you

it’s always been just you and him – partners, both in battle and out

but when he’s been dragged to the hospital and when he makes it back to the battlefield – 

the battlefield is charred, a mess of blood and weapons

and you’re nowhere to be found

iii.

he waits for you for two weeks

he refuses to believe you’re dead in that time – he waits by the battlefield, hoping you’ll come home

he always leaves the lights on, terrified that you’ll come back one day, and not recognize your own house

but after two weeks pass, he finally accepts the fact that you’re “dead”

and he goes to what used to be your favorite place

there’s a mountain in snezhnaya that you and him used to go to – it’s taller than any other mountain, and it was where, when you were teenagers, you used to draw his and your initials in the snow

the entire place feels like you. and it makes hie chest ache

he doesn’t know for how long he sits in the snow and just cries – on the mountain top, he doesn’t have to worry about ugly crying, crying to the point of screaming

he’s completely unaware of the figure that sits in the trees behind him.

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♡ DON’T WANNA SAY GOODBYE - NANAMI KENTO

WARNINGS: angst, gn!reader, jjk anime spoilers (s2)

WORD COUNT: 473

the house is empty as you open the front door. all the lights are switched off and the quietness almost becomes too much. there isn’t a smell of dinner being cooked, the sounds of someone typing on a computer is not there.

your hands are shaking as you take off your shoes and begin to wander through the house to switch the lamps on. you walk past the living room where you and nanami would have movie night whenever he was off work. the two of you would lay on the couch with his arms wrapped around your waist and your hands on top of his. he wouldn’t allow you to leave his hold unless you had to go to the toilet. he cherished the moments he got with you, because it wasn’t often that he got home early from work.

but today, the television isn’t on, and nanami isn’t waiting for you on the couch so you can tell him about your day. he isn’t holding you close and brushing his fingers through your hair while you cry into his chest about how horrible today has been.

the bedroom is empty as well when you take a step inside. the room where you and nanami always went to sleep together, where you cuddled each and every night while he would press kisses to your forehead. if you weren’t able to fall asleep, he would stroke your back and make sure there wasn’t anything to make you uncomfortable.

but now, nanami isn’t here. he isn’t in the bedroom, not in the house, not at work. he’s in a forever sleep, an eternity of peace after all the fighting he’s done, after saving thousands of people. one last fight with mahito and now it’s all over, your life partner is no longer here.

tears stream down your face as you sit down on the bed and stare down at your hands that he would so often hold. he wouldn’t want you to be sad, but you cannot stop your heart from breaking. he would tell you not to be sad because he’s there, but this time he’s not there, he can only be there in your heart, but for now, that isn’t enough.

you will no longer see that pretty smile of his. you will no longer have to force yourself into the kitchen while he stands in the doorway because you always burn the food when you try to cook. you will no longer get to paint his nails and then have his friends texting you about how cute he looked at work the next day. you won’t get to talk to nanami ever again, you won’t ever get to touch his hands again, you can only believe that he’s in heaven, watching over you to make sure you will forever be okay.

YOUR BIGGEST FANS! ~ idol!reader

summary: genshin characters being your biggest fan!!

setting: modern au, reader is an idol, few genshin characters as your (self proclaimed) 'biggest fans'!!

(GENDER NEUTRAL READER)

characters: childe, scaramouche, xiao, venti, albedo, itto

warning: definitely ooc.

Probably has a whole other room filled with your merch and posters.. maybe even mini nendoroid figures of you on a shelf. Definitely one of the first ones to ever buy your merch the moment it comes out.

Limited editions? they have an entire collection of it. Though, it's a shame that some of your limited edition items come back. They liked it better when they were one of the first to ever have them.

(in addition to this, I think itto would've stolen one of your cardboard cut-outs during an event.)

-- childe, itto & xiao!!

You know him online. He's one of your big-time fans, and one of the best artists you know! you saw him ever since he started posting lots and lots of fanarts of you!

every time you comment on his posts, it makes him smile. sometimes, you commission him to make personalized art for you!! well.. that's how commissions work. sometimes, he even sends you the printed art if you ask.

-- albedo!!

he.. listens to imagines about you. he'd never admit it, though. It's not obvious, but he's one of your BIGGEST FANS. not even his friends would notice. he hides your merch under his bed, and hangs it up whenever he's alone.

probably a fanfic reader too. he writes his own fanfictions whenever he can't find any that he needs.

despite being your biggest fan, he's definitely one of the meaner fans, though.

(he makes an alt acc to follow all of your socials. he could literally never be exposed.)

-- scaramouche..

this guy makes the fanfics of you. his wide vocabulary reaches to the heart of the readers. he's more of the light-hearted fans, though.

he's well known across your fans, he's the main supplier. without him, your fans would be STARVING I TELL YOU. every time there's an imagine about you, this man would be tagged all around the comments section asking him to make a fanfic dedicated to it.

and guess what, he always does.

-- kazuha & venti!!

yeah, that's the end. I haven't wrote in a long time, so..

aye!! it's me, back from the dead!!! soooo err.. did you miss me??/JJ

all of that aside, I do have a new wattpad fic!!!! (that i probably WONT finish.) it's a male reader, (i need more male readers, pls) here it is!!

very short post, but i didn't really know what to do tbh.