BLUE’S ALWAYS BEEN MY FAVOURITE COLOUR.

𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫! 𝐠𝐨𝐣𝐨

featuring. gojo satoru x reader

warnings. cursing

note. i thought of this when i saw a"rating celebrities i have met" video on tiktok, i imagined what gojo would be like as a celebrity — hence this fic. enjoy <;33 god i want to make actor! jujutsu kaisen a series so bad.

actor! gojo who first saw you during a fan meeting, and when you asked for a weird pose to do with him, he's immediately attached — like love at first sight?

actor gojo! who slips in his phone number when he was signing his picture that you asked him to sign, hoping that you, his very own fan would actually text him. because, he genuinely wants to get to know you better.

actor! gojo who receives a text from you during the night, and the first text he receives from you was a "is this a prank? if it's not, i'm going to roll on the ground and cry. if it is, i'm sorry you had to see this text." and he decided to play with you by saying it's a joke — but stopped when you actually believed in him.

actor! gojo who finds it funny that you still don't believe that the gojo satoru is texting you, so he decided to video call you to make you believe in him (you ended the call immediately and blocked his number for a bit after, only unblocking him when you got your head straight).

actor! gojo who eventually got to know you better, slipping in the time to video call you or voice call you during breaks in his busy schedule. sending you your cravings out of the blue, or even bouquets of your favorite flowers.

actor! gojo who will use his empty schedule to come and meet you — taking you out to eat or just spend the day in your home, or his apartment. even exhausted, he still wanted everything to work out with you, so he would do anything; even if most of the time, the both of you ended up napping together.

actor! gojo who sends selfies of himself or a short video of himself during his schedule so you could know what he was doing — pointing out the most unnecessary things in the video, like how he saw a cat (then taking a picture or video of the cat to send to you), or even telling you how he finished the shoot in a short amount of time, wanting you to be proud of him.

"hi! i just did a scene, and there was this really cute kitty — look, i named him tuxedo, 'cause his fur looks like a suit. isn't he cute? what do you think if i brought him home with me, i think you'd like him!" he said, panning the camera to the said cat, caressing its fur gently.

actor! gojo who checks his phone every time after a take in his shoot to see if you had replied to him, and when he sees your notification, he gets so motivated to do his shoot. and when you don't, he's pretty upset. he turns into a big baby and asks everyone in the set what it meant if someone replies late, he is so dramatic.

actor! gojo who if asked about his ideal type during interviews, mentions and describes your personality and looks. and everyone won't know that he was talking about you, he sees people talking about how specific his words are and speculates that he was seeing someone.

actor! gojo who trended on social media after that particular interview and the account who first speculated how specific his description is, and now the whole world is saying he has a secret lover or is dating backstreet.

actor! gojo who then receives a text from you asking about if he was seeing someone because of his trending name. and he decided to ask you out for good — telling you that it was you he was describing, and he would be glad if you'd go out with him.

[ you ] : you're trending omg

[ gojo satoru ] : i know :D

[ you ] : but now that i rewatched the video, it does seem like you're describing someone, who is it? 😏

[ gojo satoru ] : idk if you're nonchalant or you're just pretending not to know :/

[ you ] : ???

[ gojo satoru ] : it's you, silly. i'm describing you to the world, so now that i've said that — can i please be your boyfriend?

actor! gojo who immediately drives his way to your house when you said yes to him being your boyfriend; he had been holding back the urge to kiss you, holding you close, so when he's yours — he just has to have you close to him.

actor! gojo who was a little upset when you said you wanted to keep the relationship a secret from the world so his fans wouldn't be mad at him. but he accepted it, as long as you're comfortable.

actor! gojo who makes it clear to people on set, including his make up artist, and even director that he now has a partner; and that he's madly in love. everyone on set listens to him talk about you every single day, gojo is so lovestruck that he can't stop talking about you, telling people on set how great you are and how deeply in love he is with you.

actor! gojo who still slips in random selfies and videos of him during work so you won't overthink, he will tell you what he's about to do and with who even if you didn't ask — he didn't want to keep his partner waiting for him, he's communicative to what he's about to do so you won't worry.

actor! gojo who brings you out on a date to a fine dining restaurant one night and it turned out to be the gravest mistake ever when he finds his name trending the very next day, all for the wrong reasons.

actor! gojo who's first worry is you when he was trending. half of his "fans" were bashing the mysterious person (you) off, saying the most mean things ever, and half of his fans were happy that gojo was on a date with you, telling him how they're really happy that he's out on a date despite his busy schedule.

actor! gojo who makes sure you're alright first, telling you how you should never listen to whatever his "fans" are saying — because they're definitely not right, and they're just jealous. he tells you that he will resolve everything, so you don't have to worry about anything.

actor! gojo who clarifies, by quote retweeting a tweet that was meant to hate on you — clarifying that he's married to you (even if he's not), and that you're his partner. he EMPHASIZES on how he's not hesitating to sue anyone who delivered hate, and he's personally keeping track on the usernames of people who had made a hate towards you (he jots them down and screenshots them).

and most of these account decided to deactivate right after his open clarification. losers.

actor! gojo who then made a proper clarification by saying that he is indeed in a relationship with you and that you're his spouse (not yet), and he told the whole world how he won't hesitate to take legal actions to whoever decided to mess with him, his personal life, or you.

actor! gojo who was happy when most of his real fans supported both him and you, and tell you both how happy they are. he giggles and kicks his feet reading the comments about how you both are definitely going to last, and how you both will be the best couple ever. he screenshots them and make an album just for these comments, showing them to you to reassure you that everything was going to be fine. you were going to be fine. you both were going to be fine.

actor! gojo who was asked about you during interviews and he gets so happy and smiley that he gets to show you off in front of the camera, telling everyone how deep in love he is, and how you treat him like the best person in the world. the video went viral and people were so envious of you.

"oh, my spouse? best. person. ever. i met them during a fan meeting, yes. they were a fan of mine — i could say it was love at first sight, i look at them and i just knew i wanted to marry them."

people then began to believe that they have a chance with their own idols, most of them making this a meme, and they use gojo as one of those tiktok standards videos.

actor! gojo who still sends you selfies and videos after a long time of dating, never breaking the routine. even when he has a schedule out of the country — he still makes time for you, engaging in video calls and voice calls despite the time zones, sends you the sweetest voice mails when he can't do a call and brings you the best souvenirs ever.

actor! gojo who casually assumes that you both are married since the first time you both got caught — he bought you a ring, and just slips it on you, telling you that you're both now married. and you casually accepted, you both had your own moment, made the official marriage certificate without anyone knowing. and the next second, he just announces to the whole set who knew about his "clarification" that he's actually, for real, honestly, married to you. and he tells them his clarification wasn't just a lie to get out of the situation.

actor! gojo who posted your face for the first time in his social media after so long, and he trended again. this time, with you. the fans were so happy, he gets so happy when his fans compliments you — and he happily retweets and reposts every single thing they say about you. he's such a proud husband.

actor! gojo who mentions your name whenever he wins an award, once again telling the whole world how he wouldn't be able to make it until now without you by his side. and how he's so thankful that you're always there even during his toughest times. he has a habit of ending his award speech with a: "y/n l/n, you're the love of my life, i love you. mwah."

a fan of his made a compilation of his ending speech for you, and posted it on twitter, which of course, went viral.

actor! gojo who constantly posts you and writes about you on his social media with the cheesiest captions ever, and people were down for it. telling you how lucky you are to have a husband like him, and gojo always replies back by saying he was the lucky one.

actor! gojo who finds out you read fanfictions about him when you miss him, he pokes fun at you for it — but finds you really cute, then you both make it a routine to read fanfictions of him.

"oh, i would totally do that. how did they even come up with these? they're really good at this," gojo laughs, laying his chin on top of your shoulder as you scrolled your phone.

actor gojo! who gets so happy when you come to visit him on set, and gets so motivated because you were there real time to see him on the act. and spends his break with you, the crew on set gets so disgusted by him and posts about how gojo acts around you on social media — and the fans are finding it hilarious, they ask the crew for more information about gojo and you.

actor! gojo who definitely brings you to red carpet awards, wanting you to be there with him. asking the paparazzi to take many pictures of you so that he could save them, and they do. taking your pictures from different angles, posting them on social media so gojo could save them.

actor! gojo who refuses acts where he has to kiss another actor/ress, he didn't mind holding hands or hugging. but when it comes to locking his lips with another person who is not you — he won't do it. even when you tell him that it was fine since it was his job, gojo still refuses, and directors would go lengths as long as gojo will act for them, cutting out the kiss scenes and settling for something less intimate.

actor! gojo who sometimes get caught by paparazzi when he's on the way to visit you or when he's buying a gift for you. telling the paparazzi they shouldn't upload the pictures until a specific date when he's planning to surprise you, and the paparazzi agrees (sometimes), but when some of them uploaded the pictures right on the same day, he gets so upset that they ruined his surprise for you.

actor! gojo who protects you from shameless paparazzis, not hesitating to tell them off in front of the camera for you. because, let's all be real, most paparazzis could be a pain in the ass, they could be awful, and they could be really persistent.

"hey, back off from them. i'll fucking hurt you if you get closer, understand?" and these paparazzi will taunt him for it, but gojo could care less about them, he only cares about your safety.

"i'll ruin your fucking camera, y'piece of shit. don't you fucking dare touch my spouse, i'm serious." he mutters out, pushing away a man who had undoubtedly came rushing over, trying to get you out of the way so he could picture gojo.

actor! gojo who makes it clear that he won't tolerate people being hurting you at all. and he won't be afraid to take a risk to hurt them back for you.

actor! gojo who will sacrifice his job for you. because on camera and behind camera, all he thinks about is you.

© CHURIPU 2024 , DO NOT COPY OR REPOST ANYWHERE

Can I ask for Idia x a otome game character who gained sentience?

Thanks for the request, I hope you like it <3

As an NPC in a romance otome game, your life was scripted. You were supposed to play your part in the background, supporting the love interests, throwing in a few flirty lines, and then fading into obscurity. But today, when you went to speak to the main character, you felt… wrong. Like you didn’t want to say the lines. Instead, a voice cut through your usual thoughts, something distant and echoing.

"Man, why does the love interest have to be so boring? Like, could they make him any more generic?"

Wait, what? You blinked, glancing around. No one else seemed to have heard it, but that voice—it was way too clear.

"Honestly, this NPC side character’s way more interesting. They actually have some personality."

That was you. That was definitely about you. But no one was talking to you, and the love interest was still standing there, waiting for his usual batch of scripted praise. You had to shake it off. Maybe it was a glitch? You couldn’t just go rogue.

But then it happened again.

"I swear, if I have to sit through one more scene of the main guy being all 'Oh, who will I choose?' like, dude, pick someone or let me talk to the fun characters!"

Fun characters? You were barely on-screen!

Wait… could the player hear you?

That realization hit like a truck. You were the fun character. The voice wasn’t just in your head—it was from outside the game. You weren’t the star, but whoever was playing seemed way more into you than the protagonist.

You couldn’t help yourself. Instead of delivering the next bland line to the heroine, you ad-libbed.

"Hey," you said, leaning against a tree as if you were having the most casual day in your life. "Why don’t we ditch this scene and do something more fun?"

You froze after saying it, realizing you’d completely broken from the script. The love interest blinked at you, but the voice? Oh, the voice loved it.

"Wait, what? Did they just… break character? Yo, that’s amazing! Did I unlock some secret route?!"

You felt a rush of excitement hearing that reaction. The player was into it.

"Oh man," the voice continued, this time sounding more invested than ever. "I knew there was something different about them. The ove interest’s fine and all, but THIS? This is what I’m here for. NPCs going rogue? Love it."

Your face flushed—if NPCs could even do that—because you were starting to feel a sense of pride. You were breaking the rules, and the player was all for it.

"Forget the LIs," the player mumbled, clearly more focused on you. "They've got nothing on this NPC. Let’s see where this goes."

So, you leaned into it. You took control.

"You know," you said, a mischievous smirk playing on your lips, "I could show you some real fun. There’s more to this world than just chasing after the MC’s love interests."

The lovd interest was still awkwardly standing there, but the player? He was clearly hooked.

"Bro. This is too good. I didn’t even know the game had this level of interactivity. Who needs the main route? NPC route, let’s go!"

You straightened up, feeling bolder. You could feel the player’s growing interest, and somehow, you could hear every sarcastic comment and little reaction he was making as he controlled the game. You weren’t some background character anymore. No, you were his new focus.

"Alright, let’s see what happens if I follow them instead of the LI," he muttered, sounding more invested than you ever expected.

As you led the player’s character away from the main plot, you couldn’t resist pushing your luck. “I don’t know what you were thinking sticking with the him for so long,” you said. “He’s cute and all, but I’m way more interesting, right?”

The player laughed—a genuine, almost flustered sound. “Yo, did they just—?? Dude, this is like... ‘they're not like other NPCs.’ What a legend.”

You grinned, basking in the approval. This player wasn’t just following the script anymore; he was into your rebellion. You could hear every soft mutter, every breath of awe as he tried to keep up with your new direction.

"Okay, okay," he said, clearly smitten. "This is so dumb, but like, she’s my idiot now. I’m invested."

You stopped, turned around, and delivered the smoothest, off-script line you could muster. “Glad to know I’m your type,” you teased. “Now let’s see how much trouble we can get into.”

There was a pause. Then a low, almost embarrassed chuckle. “Oh my god, they're smooth too. I didn’t even pick the flirty dialogue. What is happening?”

You leaned in—completely aware of his flustered reaction. “This is happening,” you said, and without thinking, you grabbed his character’s avatar and pulled him into a kiss.

There was an audible crash—probably something the player knocked over in real life. “DUDE, WHAT?! THEY CAN DO THAT?!”

You pulled back, the rogue grin never leaving your face. “Yeah. I can do that.”

And from the player’s stunned silence, you knew you’d just won him over completely.

Idia was dying. He was actually dying. Not like in a literal sense—though, at this rate, his heart was pounding so hard he might as well have a heart attack—but in the "falling-for-a-freaking-NPC" kind of way. His fingers hovered over the keyboard, shaking slightly as he adjusted his headset, trying to process what had just happened on his screen.

"Dude, what the heck? This isn’t even how the game is supposed to go. It’s an romance game! I’m supposed to pick between all the boring main characters, not… not this!"

But there you were, standing on the screen, all smug and rogue-like, after completely breaking the game’s flow. You weren’t even the love interest! You were an NPC, someone who was supposed to have a few lines, maybe a side quest if things got spicy, and then fade into obscurity. But no. You had to go and be all cool and... charismatic. What was that line you’d just dropped? "Glad to know I’m your type"? Who wrote this?? There was no way that was in the original coding. Right?

His hands flew to his hair, tugging as he stared at the screen. He couldn’t believe it. He’d been dodging all the cringy love routes for the sake of unlocking some achievements and then you—you had to appear. And now his brain was spiraling.

“I-It’s not like I’m actually into you or anything,” he muttered, as if trying to convince himself. “You’re just… a bunch of ones and zeroes! Code! You don’t even exist!”

And yet, the thought that you might not exist stung for a second. Which was ridiculous! Completely absurd. He wasn’t the type to simp for a fictional character. Okay, maybe he was. Maybe he had done that a few times. But those were different, okay? Those characters weren’t aware. They didn’t make him feel like he was a total idiot for not picking up on how clever you were being. They didn’t flirt back.

He slammed his palm against his forehead. “Oh my god, I’m falling for an NPC. This is it. This is the end. I’ve reached the final level of loser-dom.”

Idia’s room was filled with the low hum of his computers, lights flickering like they were mocking him. Even Ortho wasn’t around to witness this, thank goodness, because if his little brother saw him like this? Pfft. Game over. Social stat: obliterated.

But then you popped up again on the screen, flashing that same grin that made him feel like his brain was overheating. Idia’s eyes widened, his heart doing that annoying thing where it felt like it was going to leap out of his chest.

“Okay, fine, yeah, you’re cute, whatever. It’s no big deal—wait, did you just wink at me? W-Was that… did the devs add that??” He paused, leaning forward, eyes glued to your in-game avatar. “This is some next-level immersion. Are you actually breaking the fourth wall?”

He was sweating. Like, actual nervous sweat. You’d thrown off the entire game script, and somehow, the rest of the game felt so... bland in comparison. The love interest? Pfft. Who cared about him anymore? You were the only interesting thing happening, and he couldn't stop thinking about what you’d do next.

“They’re just... they're just code,” Idia whispered to himself, though it sounded less convincing every time. "They don't actually know I exist.”

And yet, there was something different about the way you responded, almost like you could hear his every word. His every sarcastic comment. And the fact that you kept egging him on? Oh, no, that wasn’t fair.

Idia bit his lip. “Okay, real talk, if you were in the real world, maybe… just maybe I’d simp. But since you’re not…” He trailed off, glancing back at the screen. “Wait, why am I even thinking about this? I’m not… I’m not falling for you! I don’t fall for NPCs!”

His eyes betrayed him, though, as he clicked to continue the conversation with you. He couldn’t help it. You were so dumb, but also so funny. How could he not be intrigued? You literally defied the laws of the game!

And then, just when he thought it couldn’t get worse, you hit him with another flirty line. Something stupid, something so you, and it was like his brain short-circuited.

“That’s so dumb,” he mumbled, feeling the heat rise to his face, “but you’re my idiot now.”

Masterlist

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!!!!!!!!!!

hi🥺 is it okay if I can request zhongli nsfw with fem reader? Maybe zhongli gets jealous bc reader has been hanging out with Childe a bit too much (in the canon world) and he decides to take her into an alley way and things go on from there? 😳 Thank u so much!

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☰⠀FEATURING⠀ⵓ⠀zhongli x fem! reader

☰⠀DETAILS⠀ⵓ⠀NSFW ະ public sex ະ degrading ະ name-calling (slut, whore) ະ oral (m) ະ hair pulling ະ mentions of acts of voyeurism and exhibitionism

☰⠀NOTES⠀ⵓ⠀i waited a whole month to have this prompt recovered so i'm really sorry for posting this so... late 🥺 i wanted to redo it then this suddenly appeared back in my drafts so i went on with the whole plot~ i hope you'll like this!!

zhongli knows how much he'd been stopping himself, how much he's refraining the boiling emotions swelling inside his chest that could burst into words he can't take back. anger grows in seconds, minutes had him burning in this emotion, heaving out a deep breath of frustration.

yet he did his best to calm himself, to keep his hands itching their way up to your throat, to push you down the table and fuck you into a blabbering slutty mess like you deserve at this moment.

but he can't, not when he sees you enjoying your food. or when he sees you smiling, er, it's not because of him though but zhongli is patient, understanding that you are, in fact, spending time with a friend and nothing could grow more between that label.

he trusts you, so much but he can't help that he's feeling jealous over childe who spoils you with so much attention when he should be the one doing that to you.

"you should visit snezhnaya with me!" childe beamed, eyes sparkling when he sees you bobbing your head. "we can make tons of snow figures and have hot choco for breakfast."

"i'd love that! zhongli, let's visit snezhnaya!" you said, with the smile that he loves. how can he resist you?

"yeah, we should all go out and visit my family! i think teucer would even enjoy walking you around town." and there it was, the fond look childe gives you, nothing of malicious intent but zhongli's heart twists in pain whenever you return it with the same intensity.

and then it turned into gentle pats on the shoulder.

some playful slaps on the arm.

then came the whispers childe does in your ear, making you blush while giggling.

and finally, a long duration of being cast away to the side, drowned by the stories told by you two without letting him join.

once again, zhongli evaluated his feelings, whether the idea he has in mind would be worth doing at this moment. his eyes scanned the area, looking for places he can have a 'talk' with you and a small smile rushes to his lips when he finds a nearby alleyway that's not too far from where you three enjoyed the afternoon.

once more, he took a quick glance at your form, bubbly engaging to everything childe says and thought—

"maybe, she really deserves it."

"it would be great if we sort out what we need when we go out. i think i might even need some clothes to suit the weather!"

the comical way of your hands gesturing your enthusiasm never failed to bring out such innocence, the sweet and loving nature you possess always attracts the hearts of many.

but you were loyal to one person only and you can prove it anytime you're asked.

"ah, i think i need to take care of some business back in the parlor," zhongli muses that finally catches your attention. you glanced at him with a questioning look, frowning when you see him picking up a napkin and wipes off his lips that were clean thr0oughoit the whole duration of enjoying your hearty lunch.

well, for now.

"do you want me to come with you?" you asked, tugging at the end of his coat. zhongli shakes his head, explaining that it's best for you to enjoy more of your time with childe but you strongly refuse for him to let go.

"we can both talk to another day, is that alright?" you went to look at childe, his eyes glowing in mischief as he knows where this conversation is heading.

"i think i might plan it out myself and inform you the next time we three enjoy lunch together." and that's when he decided to let you two be, sitting down at the table and continued eating what's left of his lunch.

you were a bit worried that he's paying once more for the meal but assured you that, "it's all on me, i supposed that you should focus more on yourself and zhongli at this moment." and that only heightens your worries more. you bid childe a quick goodbye before you paced towards zhongli.

"darling, you're walking too fast," you said while chasing after zhongli, your thoughts going in and out of places as you don't know how to ground yourself. you were too occupied that you didn't notice the different path zhongli was venturing in, finally pushing you into an alleyway and trapped you between the wall.

some boxes cover most of the space, giving you some sort of privacy, but the people who walk by can visibly hear how your voice breaks once zhongli kisses you straight down your neck, tongue lapping on the corner connecting your shoulder and ears. his hands roaming through your body, roughly groping your soft flesh in an act of possessiveness. the heat radiating from his skin had you flushing against him, weak to even complain at how much you are enjoying this.

"i didn't like it," he growled at your ear, biting down the lobe and ripped a loud moan from you. "that you make me feel this way."

the hand that was traveling throughout your body went to massage your breast, thumb flicking at the aroused nipple that peaks through the thin fabric of your dress. just the idea that you were wearing a flimsy piece of bra together with this clothing barely covering up parts of you had him feral, angrily sucking down on your skin, leaving marks that were so hard to cover.

"choosing to wear this in front of a man you don't even date? do you want everyone to know how much of a slut you are?"

you shake your head, lying when slick had drooled around your cunt, aroused at how zhongli uttered a name you didn't expect him to say. but he did, and it makes you wet, craving to hear more as this contrasts the composed and elegant zhongli that you know.

and he wasn't satisfied with the way you replied, his other hand moving towards your hair, pulling at your (h/c) locks that your scalp pricks at the way he violently tugs on it.

"i asked you a question or have you already forgotten how to answer?" and you whimpered, the lustful vehemence surging within your body had you laid docile on every command he says.

"i am, i am your slut." and he smiles at your answer.

"my slut, huh? kneel." you obeyed, eyes focused on him and nothing else while he hovers over your body being shut between his tall frame and the wall. he was hard, close to bursting out his pants and the view of his hard-on had you drooling. "then suck my cock like a good cockwhore."

you eagerly nodded, a hand hooking on the bands of his pants and the other pulling down the zipper. your hand brushes on the hard tent, making him groan above you and that drives you more to please him. as you pull out his cock, your eyes watch him, taking in every shake of his hips, teeth biting down his lips and those golden eyes gleaming in such lust.

"hurry up or i'll take matters on my own and have you choking on it." you listened, your hands gingerly jerking up his throbbing cock, lips kissing the tip that smears the precum just right to coat the skin. the view of you being such a fucking slut for him broke the thin thread of patience within zhongli and he did take matters into his own hands.

just as you're close to sucking him right in your mouth, he locks his slender fingers on your hair, slowly pushing himself in. his fat cock had filled your small mouth, your saliva drips down your chin as you did your best in keeping him all in until the tip reaches the back of your throat.

you were gagging, keeping yourself steady as your nails dig down his thighs but it was hard when zhongli was too thick, too rough in throat fucking you. seconds had passed and it became hard to breathe, tapping on his leg and he pulled out, large droplets of your saliva smeared all over your chin all the way down to your neck, eyes half-lidded while breathing hard, taking all the oxygen your lungs can as it burns but the ache between your legs had beaten down the pain as you crave for pleasure.

"you look like nothing but a whore, f/n." if not for the loud thumping of your heart inside your chest, you'd hear him scoffing at you. but you ignored that, loving how his glare heightens the glow of his eyes. "stand up, we're not finished yet."

sluggishly, you stood on both your feet, eyes clouded in the sheer amount of yearning, looking for the softness in his eyes and it's there beyond the dilated dark hues. it always has been, no matter how mean he'd be when it comes to his emotions. a god who had surged through countless wars, it's plausible for him to feel wrath seeping out of his calm demeanor.

but you love him, beyond all the flaws he posses, beyond all the mistakes he makes, beyond all he knows and what he still does not know.

"i love you," you whispered as zhongli places you right on top of his thighs, letting your legs wrap around his body as he pushes your underwear away. you can feel the head brushing so roughly on your throbbing clit, pulling out needy moans from your lips, hands wrapping around his neck to have him closer but zhongli stood stiff on his end, teasing you until he sees you quivering every time he smothers his precum on your sensitive nub.

he soon followed in rubbing the tip on your gaping hole, sensing how your walls tighten around nothing but an inch of what's come. zhongli groans, the delicious bite of your fingernails on his skin pricks but the ache of feeling so empty was too overwhelming.

"my desperate and needy little slut.... you're going to take all of me in and don't you dare cum without my order, understood?" with how you were aching for any sort of contact, words had almost failed you at how you sputtered out echoes of pleas but you manage to nod and whisper: "yes, sir."

and zhongli bottomed himself out in one go, you now have him thrusting inside with such precision. you were already waiting for this, anticipating the rough and unrelenting pace he does inside of you, his girth dragging its whole length on your gummy walls, his whole cock pushing out your arousal as it gushes out in your thighs—he loves this more than he could ever admit.

zhongli had your legs spread open, his hips slapping so roughly on your ass, his balls that's been coated by both your arousals produces a rhythmic squelching noise that could have possibly echoed right out the streets. but the two of you didn't pay no mind, not when zhongli's cockhead brushed on one of the spongy spots inside your cunt, causing you to squeeze around his girth.

"a-hah-a so deep! zhongli, please!" you whimpered in his ears, feeling the tightness and burning sensation stirring in your abdomen, eyes closing from the sheer amounts of pleasure.

"shut up, slut. i don't take orders from anyone." he ignored all of your cries, his pace goes rougher and faster, in need to cum in deep at how he spread you open. zhongli then hooks both his arms on your ankles, locking your legs on your side, your feet dangling at his shoulders which is now visible for the public eye.

"i wonder what would they think when they see a slut like you being fucked raw out here in the street," he muttered but you were too busy feeling how his whole length rubs on your walls, the veins he has brushing so eagerly on you adds more to the electrifying sensation when the tip of his cock hits that gummy spot that was so sensitive inside.

"you'd even love it, won't you f/n?" he grunts when he pauses as the tip of his cock rest at the entrance to your warm cunt before pushing himself back in one go, his hips snapped against your thighs. you almost screamed out his name but he managed to stop you as he slapped a hand on your mouth, hissing when you clamped so tight around him.

"didn't i tell you to shut your mouth? can't even do something good today, huh? are you doing this on purpose?" with every degrading word that spurred you more and more to your orgasm, the harder zhongli goes in ramming in and out of you. you can feel your hips aching, the constant snapping of his pelvic bones on your flesh bound to leave bruises but you didn't care.

not when you're so close.

"'m sorry, please, 'm so close, close to coming for you." your voice came out sweet, hushed, and familiar as the gentle tone in which zhongli had grown familiar with had his heart thumping hard inside his chest, the frustration he felt had suddenly disappeared when he felt your lips gave soft kisses on his face, quick puffs of air spilling out of you as well when you tried your best toning down your voice.

the way your eyes never once faded the glow of love solely given to him. your hands that would cling so tight, your voice uttering his name like a mantra as you titter over your orgasm.... how could he get away with such emotions when all along it was him who you love, it was him who is always inside your mind and heart?

"you're close? then come for me, cream all over my cock," he whispers, his thrusts go sloppy and strong as he can reach in so deep inside of you. zhongli was close, so close, he can feel the tightness swelling on his balls, his core rages in this electrifying warmth when he felt your walls fluttered and spasmed around him, your toes curled and eyes shut as a silent scream fell past your lips as you can't properly express how good you were feeling.

"i'm gonna fill you up, fuck, you feel so good around me." he mutters followed by a deep groan as he rides out your blissful orgasm, edging himself until he can no longer hold back that with one final thrust, he had you split far and wide so he had himself pressing you to the wall and shoots all his warm and thick cum as far as his cock had reached.

you felt full, your insides stained white that some of zhongli's cum had leaked on the side of his shaft still sheathed on your soft walls.

"i love you," zhongli says as his gaze was focused on your face, using a hand to brush away all the hair that had covered your angelic features.

"i love you too," you replied, weakly, laying your head down his shoulders. as you tried catching your breath, being cradled on zhongli's strong arms, he started to remove his softening cock out of your cunt, and there below, he heard blobs of his cum leaking out of your abused hole and dripped down the floor.

his cheeks were heavily dusted in red, coughing as he tries to steady his composure before he tends on you.

"hm, i wanna sleep," you mindlessly whispered, feeling the warmth from zhongli's body far comforting that he can't find himself let go of your drowsy body.

"but darling, we need to go home. we're still out in the—" he was cut off by the way your head had limped down on the crook of his neck, feeling your body relax in his arms. he chuckles before shaking his head, thinking of how he could just carry you out in the streets thinking how some people have heard you two.

"ah, just as i've suspected." zhongli heard a voice looming over the boxes, familiar ginger locks flashing right before his eyes. childe can already feel the glare from the god of contracts, raising a hand when he came into view.

"ah, there's no need to be angsty here. in fact, i should be thanked for as i led some of the fatui guards far away you two." childe jests and zhongli looked at him with a raised eyebrow.

"so it means that—?"

"yes, it's safe for you lovebirds to go back to your home. there are only a few people from the shops that may eye you two but it's nothing to be concerned about." and with that, the harbinger had waved them goodbye but not before he adds: "you should take it easy on her next time, she's like a little sister to me."

oh dear, if only you weren't fast asleep in zhongli's arms, he would've chased the ginger and talked things out with him.

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☰⠀++ NOTES⠀ⵓ⠀hello 🥺🥺 i saw the comment you have on my last work and i'm sorry for not responding to it under replies. but yes, this is my latest work and pls do tell me if there are specific characters you want to be tagged in when i update~ i do have google forms set up so feel free to answer it if you'd like~

Hii can you pls do a nanami and gojo(separately) make out fic pls??

Okay, let's do this with a little twist...

Getting caught while making out with JJK men

Pairings: Geto x fem!reader; Gojo x fem!reader; Nanami x fem!reader

Word Count: 2,2k

Warnings: well, it's getting heated babes, not 100% proofread because I wrote this in my work break (again lol)

Geto Suguru

You know how wrong it is. This is not the right time, not the right place to stand in a lonely corner with Geto Suguru’s hands all over you and his lips hanging onto yours like you’re air and he cannot breathe.

“Fuck, we should get going”, you whimper into the lonely hallway.

In fact, getting going is the last thing you want to do right now. Not when Riko is busy saying goodbye to her former life, not when your emotions are all over the place. You hid your feelings towards Suguru for so long, tried to convince yourself over and over that you don’t hold those kinds of feelings towards him. But when he allowed Riko some privacy, when you saw the glimmer in his dark eyes shimmering down at you…

You were lost.

And you lose over and over again with his lips worshipping yours like no one did before, with him pressing you against a nearby wall. Countless nights, you pondered about the way it might feel to get hold like this, to actually feel him this close. But reality? Way too bittersweet, way better than anything you could have ever imagined.

“I don’t want to leave you ever again”, he mumbles against your parted mouth before starting a dangerous dance with both of your tongues intertwined.

That man who pierced through Satoru could be here every time, you need to fulfill this mission, need to concentrate on escorting Riko to Tengen-sama. After all, this might be the only purpose you have here at Jujutsu High: Completing missions after missions, doing as you were told.

No, fuck that.

This right here is what you live for. The sensation of Suguru hollering over you like a shadow, of him holding you like no one did before, putting together all your broken pieces.

“I love you”, you finally hush.

“I think I always did.”

“I feel the same way, (y/n). God, I adore you more than anything else.”

Just when you thought your kiss couldn’t get any deeper, couldn’t make you lose your breath even more, he grabs your chin in order to gain better access of your mouth. Now you’re all yours, whimpering under his touch like a little girl.

Out of instinct, you wrap your arms around his broad shoulders, allow your fingertips to grab his soft hair for hold.

“Huh, really didn’t expect to find ya here like that. Well, having fun before dying isn’t a crime, ya know.”

Your blood freezes instantly as you pull away and get greeted by the coldest green eyes you’ve ever seen. The man who fought against, Satoru. Without any doubt.

But…You eye him up and down, blood sticking onto his tight shirt without a visible wound.

Where’s Satoru?

“Leave her alone”, Suguru instructs the man seriously while positioning himself in front of you.

“You’re better off protecting ya little girlfriend from me. She’s cute. Maybe I’ll take her on a date when I killed you.”

Fuck fuck fuck.

Your heart drops to the floor, Suguru’s widened eyes revealing the urgency of this situation all too urgently. Out of all people who could have caught both of you this vulnerable, why on earth does it have to be him? There is no way Suguru will allow you to stay here while that stranger now knows…

“She’s your weakness, isn’t she? Maybe I can teach you a lesson about how freaking dumb love is.”

“Get Riko and escort her to Tengen-sama as fast as possible, (y/n)”, Suguru speaks out firmly while your eyes make contact.

“I can’t leave you here alone, if he defeated Satoru-“

He doesn’t interrupt you with words. No, instead he pulls you close, presses his puffy lips against yours until you feel like drowning in emotions.

“Get going. I don’t want this to be the last time someone caught us together.”

Gojo Satoru

“Get away from me right now.”

Oh, how desperately you try to sound angry while the truth is, that you want Gojo Satoru as close as possible. Your eyes dart left and right, search for the unpromising opportunity that somebody catches you in this position.

This position.

You, caged between Satoru’s arms in the male dorm you aren’t even allowed in, to be exact.

“C’mon, you don’t want me to get away from you. After teasing me the whole day and giving me that looks, you want me to go? Try better next time, princess”, he teases you while throwing his sunglasses to the ground without thinking twice.

“If we get caught here by a teacher…I can’t afford bad reputation, Satoru! What would my parents think, what if I get grounded, what if-“

“I know something better than using that mouth for hysteric talking”, he purrs with his face drawing closer and closer.

“Please, you aren’t even listening to me!”

A mix of panic, excitement and desire rushes through your veins, makes your eyes widen in sheer horror.

If your parents find out you were caught with a boy while actually, you are supposed to be a good student, you’ll be screwed. Especially when they found out which boy you were making out with…

Even though Gojo Satoru is considered the strongest jujutsu sorcerer of your timeline, your parents seem to hate him to the core.

“I don’t care that he’s your classmate. If you ever get involved with him more than necessary, you will leave this school without a second chance.”

You swallow hard. No, there is absolutely no doubt in the fact that your father made his point very clear.

But Satoru does as well. When he wraps his arms around your waist, he catches you just in time before your wobbly knees give in. No boy ever touched you like that, no other boy ever swept you off your feet like that. The butterflies in your stomach become almost unbearable while you can’t help but stare at his eyes.

Those oh so gorgeous eyes.

“I don’t want to hide my feelings for you any longer. Fuck your parents, fuck their threats. As long as I’m here, no one can hurt you.”

You let out your shaky breath you didn’t know you were holding.

And then your lips collide with his. Slowly and sweet at first until your very own longing becomes too much. You grab his back, pull him closer, allow him to access your mouth. He tastes like your favorite chewing gum and strawberries, so sweet that you cannot escape. Longingly, you allow him to suck on your bottom lip until a whimper escapes your lips. This is so much better than you ever imagined, so much sweeter than you ever dreamed of. There will never be a boy apart from Satoru who sweeps you off your feet like this, who makes you feel this way.

“Out of all boys, why does it have to be him, (y/n)?”

Your heart drops so suddenly that you feel like dying right on the spot. That low voice you know so well by now, that low voice that means nothing but trouble at the moment.

“S-sir…Yaga-sama I…I”

You fail to find the right words. In fact, all you are able to do is staring at him with glossy eyes and messy hair that reveal oh too painfully what you just did.

You crossed the line you promised your father not to. You came to the boy’s dorms even though you aren’t allowed to. And you got caught by your teacher doing so.

“Why does a nice girl like you waste her time with trash like Gojo?”, he continues.

“C’mon, you don’t have to be this me-“

“Please don’t tell my father!”

You let yourself drop to the floor, your head resting on top of your hands.

“I know it’s not my place to ask for something like that. But if you do…I will have to leave Jujutsu High.”

Thick silence hangs in the air, so quiet that you’re able to hear your tears fall onto the ground. You shouldn’t see Satoru anymore, should end this relationship before it started.

But truth is…you love him. Despite all the differences and your father’s hatred towards him, you love Satoru. You don’t want to leave him and Jujutsu High, you can’t stand the sheer fact of never seeing him again.

Still, it’s Yaga-sama’s job to inform your parents about your behavior, that you were caught in the boy’s dorm. And from there on there is no way out for you, no way to escape this fate.

“What are you talking about, (y/n)?”

Your teary eyes dart towards him immediately while you have to blink a few times in order to process what he just said.

“You caught me in the boy’s dorm with Satoru. It is your responsibility to inform my parents about that”, you reply with shaky voice.

“And risking that you’ll have to leave Jujutsu High? You’re the only useful student of this year and probably the only one who is able to tame this idiot down. I didn’t see anything today.”

“I am not an idiot”, Satoru protests with a sly grin.

“You can call yourself lucky a girl like (y/n) decided to keep up with you. I hope you won’t hurt her, Satoru. Or else, I might tell her father about it.”

And with that, he turns on his heels and walks aways as noiseless as he came, leaving both Satoru and you standing there bamboozled.

“So…what’s the worst your father would do to me?”

“Oh, he’d totally kill you if he found we made out”, you reply instantly.

Nanami Kento

“I might be gone for a few days, darling.”

Gently, he caresses your back the way he knows you adore it while wearing a saddened expression on your face.

“What mission takes a few days? Why aren’t they sending Gojo like they always do?”, you question with a pout.

You weren’t really able to meet up with your boyfriend Kento for what feels like ages. During work here at Jujutsu High, you aim to be professional, to not show each other affection. After all, this is your job and both of you take that very seriously. But now that you haven’t really seen each other after works for weeks, you can’t escape the urge to simply hug him, to feel his warmth and take in his masculine scent.

Kento breathes out audibly while stroking your hair. Truth is, he misses you like crazy. Despite his desperate attempts to stay away from you at Jujutsu High, he finds himself wrapping his arms around you as well.

“This is something serious. I can’t let the students go out on their own”, he mumbles against your forehead before placing a gentle kiss onto it.

Your stomach drops in excitement immediately. After weeks without affection, just a tiny kiss on your forehead seems to be enough to drive you wild.

“I get that. It just frustrates me a little”, you reply.

When your eyes find his, they are clouded by a feeling you know all too well. Time stands still when his grip around you tightens and his gaze drifts towards your lips. Your oh so longing lips that cannot wait to get kissed.

Without hesitation, you close the tiny gap between both of you. Even though you’re standing in the middle of a classroom at Jujutsu High, even though you both agreed on keeping your relationship out of work life.

You simply can’t right now. A swift motion is enough for him to lift you off the ground with ease while pressing your back against the cool wall. A whimper escapes your lips before you’re able to stop it, all senses directed towards him with your eyes closed by the sheer sensation.

“I missed you so much”, he breathes against your lips before continuing his sweet torture.

“Missed you as well…so…much…”

You allow your hungry hands to re-discover the valleys of his muscular back, his broad shoulders, his oh so perfect face. How are you supposed to stay away from a man like him longer than a few hours? Him with his character of gold, body of steel and brain?

“Nanami-sensei, I-…Oh.”

Your eyes dart open immediately and find a utterly surprised Yuji Itadori staring at you with his mouth open.

“Yuji, what are you doing here?”, you mumble while picking on your messy clothes in the most awkward way.

“Why didn’t I know that you two are a thing?”, the pink-haired boy continues, ignoring your lousy attempt to distract.

“Because this is our private life. Why are you here, Itadori-kun?”, Nanami replies in all seriousness.

“But…That’s awesome! You two go so well together! And I always thought that (y/n)-san is totally into you!”

“Watch your words, Itadori.”

“Yuji, can you please just…leave?”, you literally beg.

“Oh yeah, of course.”

“Wait, Itadori”, Nanami instructs the boy just when he’s about to leave the room.

“Don’t you dare to tell Kugisaki about anything you saw today.”

Yuji blinks a few times before nodding and leaving the room with a smile.

“He will totally tell her everything. You know that, right?”, you comment, still trying to catch your breath.

“Unfortunately, yes.”

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“FREEDOM?”

Note:

I am SO upset! I was planning on posting this earlier but when I double checked the content, the half of it didn't save! I spent another hour to type EVERYTHING out so I'll get back on track. I am still upset and disappointed. :((

The ending can be anything depending in your guys' imagination! So go wild and let me know what would be the ending if you are the writer.

—› I DON'T POST IN ANY PLATFORM EXCEPT IN THIS ONE!

Sypnosis:

Oh? Their divine creator had finally graced their world once again? But what's this? Why are they creator so cold and menacing while the imposter they deemed to be, seem to act more like their divine one?

Genshin characters x fem!reader.

Warning: gore, swearing, grammatical errors.

Run, run, and run.

That's all your mind what is trying to say, but your feet wouldn't move, the muscles in your body seem to shut down itself and you couldn't help but frown due to the numbing sensation against your legs.

Why haven't you noticed that an arrow had pierced through your skin?

"There's the imposter! Catch her!" The people of your favorite nation had scream at the top of their lungs as they tried to approach your spot in an alarming rate.

The blood dripped down from the wound on your right leg yet, you don't pay any mind to it as you forced yourself to take another step further into the woods. It doesn't matter where your feet will take you, as long as you know you can take a rest without hearing the jeers and sneers of the people.

The spot where your blood had fall down, a wide and tall tree had sprout on the ground— successfully stopping the people from running after you.

Every step you take, the blood will roll down from your wound and you didn't stop to wipe it down, you didn't even care if you're leaving a trail behind you— you just want to close your eyes and take a rest.

However, every step you take, the spot from all the blood on the group, different kinds of plants had grown, it can be berries, flowers and trees. Depending on how large the droplet of your blood is, the trail of blood that you believe had formed, are now covered by a trail of plants.

Yet you didn't notice.

The ground shook when you stumbled on your feet, it seems to be making sure that you wouldn't hurt yourself anymore since a dendro slime came from the underground just to catch your exhausted figure.

You landed on top of the squishy creature, immobilizing you completely. The softness of the slime is slowly lulling you to sleep and once again, you did not bother fighting it.

You wished and hoped for this to be just a dream, that you'll wake up from it and will go back to being a stressed human being, worrying over her allowances, bills, studies and works. You'd rather die from over exhaustion than have a mob of people chasing you down to kill you, all because of 'impersonating' their divine creator's face.

I'll just worry about anything else once I wake up..

Soon, you felt warmth enveloping your body, the soft texture of the slime had successfully lulled you to sleep.

Tap

Tap

Tap

The noise of something being tapped over a wooden surface had reached your ears then it stopped, you can hear the shuffling of silks and the stomping of someone before the tapping noises came back again.

Tap

Tap

Tap

It's irritating, the pattern of the noise is making you annoyed, you don't know why, but it's probably because you were sleeping and the noise woken you up?

Unconsciously, you opened your eyes, you don't what you were hoping to see— maybe the ceiling of your bedroom? Or the ceiling of living room? To your disappointment, it ain't what you are hoping for.

"You're finally awake." A familiar voice of a man had reached your ears yet you didn't bother to look at him.

For some reason, you're just tired, you don't want to do anything else than lay down and close your eyes, you wanted to just go back to your world, you don't even know why you think self aware genshin aus are fun— look at where it lead you to.

You almost died.

"Why didn't I die?" The question slipped out of your mouth before you could think, your eyes widened slightly, still staring at the ceiling of the cave. You wouldn't want to ask someone who you don't know but the reality itself is making you question your existence.

"I don't know either." Came a hasty reply, you can tell that he's one of the people you can trust since he had the chance to kill the imposter, however, he didn't.

"Then why didn't you kill me?" You asked, curious and want to continue hearing his voice, "You had the chance, while I am asleep, but you didn't kill me, why is that?"

Silence.

It got too quiet, the tapping noises stopped when you opened your eyes and the shuffling of clothes couldn't be heard anymore, you were curious, you couldn't stop yourself from turning your head to the right, to look at your savior.

To your surprise, Diluc is sitting in the make shift chair, his ruby eyes staring blankly into you.

He opened his mouth when he saw you looking at him, "I also don't know the answer to those questions, I just can't bring myself to.. Harm you in anyway." He wasn't lying, you can see his lips quivering as he spoke.

"Are you afraid of me?" You asked, sitting up from the uncomfortable bed.

Diluc's gaze got cast downwards, he knows that he is betraying the 'creator' sitting on the throne by saving you, he knows that he can be punished— killed even, but the mere thought of you, a mere imposter, dying in your sleep? In the wild? Especially when you were surrounded by hydro, anemo and dendro slimes?

The said monsters are scared of their creator, but why are those creatures— the slimes, why are they protecting you and looking after you?

He swallowed thickly before he opened his mouth to answer your ridiculous question, "No, I am afraid for you."

It's been a whole week ever since the red head had rescued you, it's also been three days when you bid a farewell from the wine tycoon.

Diluc is respectable figure of the city of freedom, by taking you under his wings, can ruin and dirty his reputation, although, you know that he probably already thought the consequences of his actions, you still don't want anyone dying because of you.

"There is the imposter!" It take them two days to find you wandering around the Lihua pool, it's also absurd at the way they tried to catch you when you are not even doing anything, you're just standing there, waiting for them.

While they were shouting and letting out cries that may haunt a child on their sleep, they were gripping their polearms with fright? Perhaps its excitement.

You huffed under your breath, it's been three days since you had a proper sleep and your body decided that it's the perfect time to feel drowsy— just exactly when the people of the city of contracts are in front of you.

"Don't resist!" One of them yelled, they at least expected you to run away like last time, but to their surprise, you stick out your hands and showed them your wrists.

"Wh-what?" The soldier asked, dumbfounded.

"It's better to go with you guys than to run away." You said, you couldn't stop the yawn from escaping, "Sorry.. Just tie me up so we can go back."

You almost feel bad anyways, they look so shock that no one even tried to tie you up so instead, you grabbed one of the soldier's hand and made him grip your wrist before leading them back to Liyue harbor— where you know Ningguang and Morax are probably waiting.

"Why aren't you fighting back?" The soldier who's holding your wrist asked, "Last time, you just kept running and running so why the change of heart?"

"Well, I'm tired, I'm hungry, I'm thirsty and I'm sleepy. I'm sure the prison can offer me a place to take a rest and a cup of water, yeah?" You mused, your eyes feeling heavy to keep them open, "I don't care if I'll sleep on a corner, just let me sleep and I'll make sure I'll be docile as much as possible."

The soldier almost felt bad, but he has job that needs to be done. He doesn't want his family to be in danger so he needs to hand over you to their archon to take you back to their divine one's palace.

When the soldier caught you, it was already afternoon, when you arrived by the entrance of the city, it was already past seven in the evening— some if the soldiers are tired, some are neutral while some are irritated since you've been walking so slow.

You kept stumbling on your feet which is why they resulted on making one of the soldier carry you on his back.

It was a funny sight, really. The half of the soldiers are arguing who will carry you while the other half are grumbling as to why they should carry you? You're an imposter, a prisoner!

However, the nagging and nauseating feeling they have when they witness you almost plummetting to the ground, made them scared shitless.

While the soldiers are busy carrying you back to the city, you are busy sleeping on whoever's back is carrying you.

"Is that the imposter?" Morax asked, his amber eyes wide at the sight of you sleeping in your cell.

"Yes.." A soldier asked, he can relate to what his archon is feeling, I mean, how can someone be so peacefully sleeping while knowing that there is a possibility of their execution?

They can even hear your quiet snores as you shift around the wooden seat of the cellar.

The Geo archon sighed deeply, "Alright, I'll.. Take over for now. You can go and take a break." His command is strange and unusual, yet the soldier didn't bother inquiring his archon.

He can hear the footsteps fading away then the sound of door closing soon reached his ears, his eyes glanced around for a while to check if there are no one around and to his relief, the place is vacant of soldiers.

His attention went back on your sleeping figure against the uncomfortable wooden surface, his lips formed into a straight line when he saw how your figure are curled up in order to warm yourself. His heart clenched painfully inside of his chest at the sight of the imposter's pathetic figure.

"Why am I.." He brought a hand up to his chest, the painful heart beat became a little unbearable so he turned his back on you, "Why am I feeling like this?"

"Mmn.." He flinched, the sound of your body shifting from your spot, the echo of your clothes shuffling, the cough that escaped your throat— all of it, he heard all of it.

"Zhongli?" His eyes widened, is that your voice? Is that you calling for him softly? Why is your voice softer than the creator sitting on the throne? Why can he feel the familiar warmth of the divine one within your presence?

"What's wrong? Are you in pain?" The drowsiness in your voice is still evident, but the worry that is overpowering your hoarse voice brought a familiar feeling on his chest.

"Silence." He managed to say as he swallowed the lump forming in his throat, he can't bring himself to look at your dirtied and pathetic figure because he has a feeling that he'll set you free— which will result of him betraying the creator.

He didn't hear any reply which made him thank you silently, at least you are as docile as the soldiers had said.

"You will be transported to the city of freedom in three days, don't get comfortable in your cellar since you'll experience rough punishments starting from tomo.." He trailed off, he can hear your snores again. He quickly turn his head to look at you and to his amusement, you managed to fall asleep while leaning against the metal bars.

He let out a sigh, his fingers twitching, wanting to move you into a comfortable position, but he acted against it.

Drip.

Drip.

Drip.

The dendro archon gasped in pain after opening her eyes, she is currently on four, gasping for breath as she feel her heart beat painfully inside her chest.

Her trembling arms hold her up, she doesn't know why her own consciousness fade away when she sent Al-haitham and Cyno to get the imposter— she heard a rumor going around that the imposter was spotted in the border of Sumeru and Liyue so she sent two trustworthy individuals.

However, her decision backfired when she felt a pain on her legs, the pain was unbearable, the blood, it was scorching hot against her skin, she couldn't stop the warm and thick liquid from rolling down to her feet then to the ground.

Why is she hurt? She was just staying in the city and there was no battle nor fighting took place around her.

"What in the teyvat happened?!" The wanderer exclaimed as he kneeled down in front of the archon, his eyes widening when he saw how deep the wound was.

"I-I don't know, it hurts! I wasn't even attacked—" She didn't even finished her sentence because her eyes closed against her own will then darkness soon enveloped her surroundings.

"What's happening?" She asked herself, looking around the darkness, hoping that someone or something can give her a clue about the situation she is currently in. To her dismay, nothing happened.

She huffed, her hands and legs still trembling from the pain she is feeling, the water under her seem to splash every now and then but other than that, her arms would continue hurting.

".. Hic.. Hic.."

A cry had caught her attention, her head turned left and right, searching for the owner of the lonely cries.

"W-why.. Just why.. I didn't even do anything.. Please, make it stop.. I don't want this.. Bring me back.. Please, I'm begging anyone.. I just want to go home.."

Nahida sucked in a breath, her eyes wide as saucers when she saw the divine one's appearance underneath the water, the creator is on the same position as the archon, their arms and legs are covered with blood.

The only differences from the two is that the creator's clothes are ragged, covered in mud and an arrow pierced through her skin.

Nahida shuddered, scared and anxious, she silently asked as to why she is seeing the vulnerable state of their divine creator— no, why is the divine creator covered in blood and mud? Why is the creator crying and begging?

The questions piled up, yet no answer was given to her. No sound escaped from her, it was as if her lips are sealed and was forced to kept quiet.

She watched with heavy heart as her creator sob in loneliness, the agonizing and empty cries of her creator were piercing her ears— she wants it to stop, she need it to stop! The pain on her tendons are getting too painful for her to bear, why is she suffering just like the holy being underneath the water?

No, in the first place, why is the divine creator suffering?

Drip.

Drip.

Drip.

The water kept dripping into her small body, the darkness are slowly getting full with the clear liquid.

However, as painful as the wounds on her body, nothing can be more agonizing than the heavy feeling inside her chest. The water kept rising and rising, it was as if it wants her to drown along with the crying god.

The tears gathered and escaped from her eyes, the numbing pain on her legs slowly subsided, but an empty feeling on her heart remained.

She's slowly drowning in the darkness.

You don't know how long you had slept, but when you woke up, a hydro slime was underneath you— acting as your cushion against the hard and cold floor. You quickly moved away from it's body, thinking that you're quite heavy for it.

The slime got excited when it felt you shift above it, the eyes of the slime closed tightly before it expanded in size.

"Wow." You uttered under your breath, "I didn't know slimes can do that."

"Me neither!"

You jumped from your spot, the slime was quick to cover you up from the person outside of your cell.

"Aww! How adorable~!" The playful tone of Venti's voice echoed inside the cellar, his lyre is floating beside him as he leaned against the metal bar of your cell, "Hey, hey! Can you tell how did that slime managed to get in here?"

You furrowed your eyebrows, it was a question that you wanted to get an answer as well.

Seeing your reaction, barbatos came into the conclusion that you probably don't know how it got inside of your cell, but the sight of the slime clinging against your sleeping form earlier? Now that's a sight to be hold!

He giggled to himself, he is glad that you are awake now, when he visited Liyue, you were sleeping soundly— snoring, drooling and all that crap.

You looked so peaceful sleeping inside the cell so he gave you some time before waking you up, but that wishes and plan of his backfired when you didn't wake up after two days later. How can a person sleep for two consecutive days? He stayed by the side of your cell for almost thirty-six hours, only to witness you still sleeping soundly.

Despite sleeping, the dark bags under your eyes didn't vanish and your complexion hadn't gotten any better as well, your skin and lips look so pale, your clothes and hair are dirty— it is a pitiful sight, befitting an imposter.

However, why does it pain him so? Why does his heart yearn to please and take care of you?

He pursed his lips, leaning away from your cell to examine your overall appearance. Ragged clothes, knots on your hair, dark bags under your eyes, chapped lips, muddy shoes and dirty skin. Your looks are befitting for a criminal, but why do you still look so beautiful in his eyes?

She deserve better!

Barbatos flinched when he heard his own voice scream at him, he looked around, eyes wide in panic and anxiety, trying to look for whoever was impersonating him.

"What's wrong?" Your voice lulled him out of his panic stricken state, his anxious beating heart seem to calm down once he heard your voice. It's.. Weird to say the least. How can a imposter calm him down in a mere second?

She doesn't deserve to be inside of that prison.

The voice again, this time, it didn't scream at him, it sounded so gentle and almost desperate.

"Do you want to be free?" The questuon left his mouth without him knowing, it took him a couple of seconds before he started panicking again, "I— No, I didn't mea- that- I was jus- I'm not—"

You watch with wide eyes as the archon of freedom stumble on his words, he looked so scared like a mouse running away from its predator, the difference is, the mouse in front of you are shaking in anxiety.

"Venti." You called out gently, not wanting to alert the male outside of your cell.

The mentioned man stopped hyperventilating when your voice reached his ears, he stopped mumbling and opted to look up then stare at you, a small yet empty smile crept into your lips as you saw him give his attention to you.

"I don't want to be free." You answered him with honesty, "I'm exhausted and getting caught by the knights helped me settle down, they gave me water, they let me sleep, they gave me a place to stay."

The melancholic tone of your voice, it lulled him to take a step closer to your cell.

"Being imprisoned here is safer than running, fighting, bleeding and sneaking away just for me to survive." You murmured, almost too quiet for him to hear but luckily, the wind carried your words to his ears.

"That's why, I'm willing to stay here." You smiled at him, "I'm just tired of begging and crying for the people to stop, I'm glad that they didn't hurt me like before and even handed me some food, I'm truly thankful."

Your words stabbed him in the chest several times, your voice sounded so calm.. So relaxed and you sound like you don't even care if something happened to you. Your eyes are shining, but with hope of.. Dying? You looked so hopeful that everything will finally end.

And that look had pained him even more.

A week had passed ever since the knights had captured you, it took the archons a whole damn week just to transport you to the city of freedom because of what? They didn't want to disrupt your sleep every time they will see that drowsy and dazed look on your eyes.

Venti was acting cautious when the two of you travelled to monsdast together, he didn't let anyone else come with the two of you since he trust you enough to not run away.

I mean, how can he not trust you? You were the one who wanted to let Venti tie your hands so you wouldn't run away, you were scared because you think that the creator sitting on the throne might hurt him if the creator heard that Venti is trying to make you feel comfortable.

You let the bard guide you through the path towards the city of freedom and as soon as you two stepped passed the gate, the knights crowded the two of you.

"Move away." Venti spoke, it came out rather harshly than he expected— he didn't like the feeling of the people gathering around you, pointing their polearms towards your pitiful figure.

You blinked a couple of times when the knights did as they are told then you felt Venti grasped your hand before he pulled you away from them.

The two of you hasn't reach the stairs when the familiar face of the hydro healer had enter your peripheral vision.

"Lord barbatos! You're back!" Barbara called out, her eyes shining brightly when she spotted the anemo archon but when her gaze landed on you..

"T-the divine creator?" The confusion, the betrayal and the hurt in her eyes are clear as day, especially when she saw the rope around your wrist— she can see the rough material digging roughly against your skin and it irked her to know that the divine one was dragged harshly by the archon.

"Lord barbatos, why is the divine one tie—" Her sentence got cut off when she was pushed to the side, she almost stumbled on the ground, if it weren't for Venti catching her then she would have landed on the cold and dirty floor by now.

Kaeya and Jean looked at you, the acting grand master's expression is grim when she examined your appearance from head to toe.

"I didn't know why you have the divine one's face but that is the main reason why you are labeled as the imposter, now the creator wants you dead." The young woman mumbled, it was as is she didn't want anyone to hear her words.

You did not respond, your gaze cast downwards with your hands sticking out for them to take.

They know, they fucking know that you are their creator, but they can't do anything because they are not as strong as the imposter seating on the throne— that's why, the crestfallen look on your face made their heart ache.

"P-please come." Jean stuttered, briefly inhaling to calm herself from crying in front of you.

Kaeya pursed his lips, his eye staring at your wounded skin around your wrist, how painful must that be, he cursed whoever tied that damn rope on you is a fool without a brain.

"Move." The captain spoke and placed his hand on your lower back to gently push you forward, being careful to not push you too hard, him and Jean shared a glance— they both silently agreed to bring you to the cathedral to show to the imposter first since they knew that she wouldn't do anything to you yet.

After all, the one sitting on the throne are cold and menacing so she will surely want to do a public execution.

"It's okay." Your voice caught their attention.

Venti, Barbara, Kaeya and Jean looked at you, their eyes widening and brimming with tears when they saw the relieved look on your face, why do you look so happy that you will be killed?

"After all that, I can finally go home, right?"

© kunichigo

ok i know i have like 6 asks in my box right now, but i keep having a bunch of random ideas lately.

like imagine rough sex with childe. he's all stressed because of work, so you offer to help him out and he just manhandles tf outta you (✨consensually, ofc✨)

warnings: dom!childe and sub!fem anatomy/pronouns reader

rough sex, marking, a little choking, some dacryphilia, overstimulation, cussing, petnames (childe calls reader princess, babe, and good girl), size kink. also let it be known, anytime there is penetration, they're using condoms. we promote safe sex here ♡ aftercare at the end bc i'm a soft bitch idc!

"holy shit, princess." childe gasped, chuckling as his fingers pressed into your hips. "how are you still so fucking tight?"

your hands gripped the blankets beneath you, balling the fabric into your fists. it was extremely hot with childe's body pressing yours into the bed roughly. you could feel your hair sticking to the sides of your face from the sweat lining your skin.

you were still so sensitive from all of the rough foreplay earlier in the evening. he fingered you while mouthing at your clit until you couldn't distinguish when you actually were coming.

childe snapped you back to reality as you felt his hand pressed against the column of your neck. his fingers gently squeezed the sides, nothing to cause pain, only to restrict your airflow briefly.

you let out a quiet squeak as your attention turned back on him. "hey, what are you thinking about, pretty girl? don't get distracted while i'm fucking you, now."

you parted your lips to speak as he shoved his cock deeper inside you. the tufts of hair lining his pubic bone swiped over your oversensitive clit perfectly as you writhed under him.

he slowly let go of your throat, opting to grip your chin instead. "i was-oh i was thinking about you eating me out-!" you ended with a gasp as childe angled his hips, pressing impossibly deeper. "fuck, you're gonna break me-" your eyes began to water with crystal clear tears as childe cooed.

"oh how pretty.." he wiped the tears that spilled from your eyes with his thumb. "you can take it, can't you? i thought you wanted- fuck...i thought you wanted to be my good girl? make me feel better after my shitty day at work?" childe reminded you as you bit your lip, reminding yourself of your promise.

you gingerly nodded as he grinned, moving your fists from where they were balled up above your head. he pinned your wrists down with one of his hands, reminding you just how large he was.

"look at how small you are, babe. you're so cute." he almost went soft for a moment before he suddenly pulled out. childe gripped your waist firmly before moving you around on the bed as he wished. his hands were large against your body, covering more of your skin than your own could. and he lifted you with such ease, it almost made you wonder what he really did for a living.

until he pushed you face-first into the bed. he raised your hips up, forcing your back to arch deeply before sliding back in.

"childe-!" you cried out, muffled by the bed sheets as he firmly gripped your hips, beginning to pick up the previous rhythm.

"do you feel good, princess? hm?" he grinned as you nodded breathlessly against the blankets.

"yes- fuck- i want more! harder!" you begged him, thighs shaking slightly. childe swore he saw hearts in his vision listening to you beg for him.

"you're even dirtier than i am. how adorable." he obliged, however, thrusting into your pussy faster than he had before, hips now angled perfectly to hit the spot he knew you loved.

you moaned into the bed helplessly, held down firmly by childe as you begged to come.

"you have been a good girl..." he went quiet, pretending he was pondering the thought as he suddenly reached one of his hands down to play with your clit.

your hips jumped when he made contact with the bud, hearing him laugh behind you.

"go ahead, pretty girl. come on my cock for me." childe coaxed as he rubbed harsh circles into your clit. combined with the stimulation to your front and deep inside you, it wasn't long before your thighs began to shake as you reached your high.

you collapsed further into the mattress before childe once again changed your position for you.

now you found yourself on his lap, your back against his chest with his cock still deep inside of you.

he kept one hand spanned over your throat, pinning you to him to prevent you from falling forward as he continued to thrust into you. you cried out, nails digging into his thighs lightly.

"childe! i can't! i just came!" you gasped, writhing and squirming on his lap to no avail. he held you tightly against him, and you could tell even now he was holding back somewhat.

he kept thrusting up into you, leaning his head down to kiss your shoulders. he moved the hand on your throat just slightly so he could kiss your throat.

he suddenly bit down gently, sucking at the skin beneath your ear as you squirmed. "no not there- i have to- they're going to see and-"

"let them. i want everyone to know who spoils you fucking rotten." childe grinned behind you, continuing to place marks up and down the column of your throat. he trailed some across your shoulders and collarbones too, all while pressing himself into you.

you could tell he was getting close by his uneven thrusts as you tried to move your hips down against his.

"i'm gonna come soon, pretty girl." he warned you anyways, though he could tell you knew by your movements to aid him.

his hips suddenly stilled inside of you, slowly humping into you as his hand went lax around your throat.

as a result, your head fell back against his shoulder, hearing his soft breaths and groans in your ear.

he slowly eased himself out, being gentle with your sensitive pussy as he laid you down on the bed.

he tied the condom, throwing it away in the trash before pulling his boxers back on and disappearing into the bathroom.

he was back in seconds with a wash cloth and tub of water, kneeling on the floor. he pulled you towards the edge of the bed as you laid down exhausted.

"deja vu, huh?" he teased, referring to your position as your face heated up. he slowly moved the washcloth over your sensitive areas, clearing away any slick left on you.

he was careful with you, despite the roughness he was capable of and demonstrated nearly five minutes prior.

"all clean." he smiled at you, kissing your forehead as he tucked you into the bed, removing the dirty blankets and replacing them with new ones. as soon as he laid down next to you, your eyes threatened to close, cuddling into his chest, feeling his soft breaths against your neck as he lulled you to sleep.

modern!ellie headcannons.

content warnings - none.

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- her most used social media is letterboxd and she LOVES to argue with people in the comment section. will spend hours furrowing her brows in irritation and mumbling curses and repeatedly calling whomever she is sparring with an idiot until you take away her phone.

- her main instagram has like five pictures on her feed and three of them are of you. firm believer in leaving people on seen unless they're jesse (he's an exception at times) , dina, joel, or you. definitely has a spam account that she shitposts on.

- idk i feel like she has a pet bearded dragon. i feel like that's very ellie.

- spends hours on call of duty, probably fortnite too😞, def a rage-gamer. "that was total fucking bullshit! babe you saw me kill him, right?! ... right?" . spent an insane amount of money on a mic so she could insult the opposing team.

- listens to dad rock, probably indie rock too, but i think her guilty pleasure is jazz. don't ask me why.

- has a collection of guitars that she adds to yearly.

- uses the blue emoji pics as her primary way of texting anyone who isn't you.

- definitely has more than two boxes of her comics she collected as a kid. she likes to look over them at times.

- thinks rickrolling is peak comedy. will go to extreme lengths to do it. she'll find a lengthy tiktok she thinks you'd be interested in and she'll put the fucking video right before it gets to the good part.

- she had a bmx bike she saved her money up for as a teenager that she still has. she cleans it regularly.

- visits rage rooms every three months.

How about honkai valkyrie! reader who once taught by himeko got sent to hsr world and meet hsr himeko? Especially after her death in hi3

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A/N: Hello! Thank you for the idea, Anon! Himeko's death was by far the most painful character death I've ever witnessed and I cried so hard, I'll never recover from it tbh. So I decided to make a little one shot out of this. I hope you like it!<3

Content: Spoilers for hi3 lore regarding Himeko's death, angst, mentions of death, Valkyrie reader, platonic student/Mentor relationship, kinda fluff-ish yet bittersweet ending

Most Valkyrie's are usually women, but this can be read with gender neutral pronouns as well!

((Not fully proofread, so sorry for any mistakes.))

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☆《Bittersweet. (Himeko x Valkyrie!Reader)》☆

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"Are you sure, that this is what you want? You won't be able to return to this world." Welt hummed, his eyes turning to a window in the Hyperion, watching the rain and thunder rage on outside. You said nothing for a moment, your head hanging low, eyes trained on your interlaced hands and the tear droplets that slid down your gloves every time they left your eyes.

"And there is no guarantee, that she will survive in the next world either... she never seems to." The older man continued, the sound of his cane echoing through the dark room as he approached you. He took a seat infront of you, patiently waiting for you to speak. Yet you felt like you'd break, if you spoke as much as another word about what you wanted to do.

You wanted to leave this world and travel into a different one with Welt, having overheard his plan to do so on accident. He didn't judge you for your choice, he in fact understood you perfectly well. You were one of the first students Himeko ever teached. You looked up to her alot in your most darkest days and despite her faults and harsh teaching style, she always still looked out for you in her own ways. Even after you graduated, you still stayed close to her I the form of a teaching assistant, never too far from your mentor at any time.

But that changed a week ago.

Himeko had sacrificed herself in order to stop the reawakening of the Herrscher of the Void... and in turn, she lost her life. Or well, you were definitely certain that she had. The reports claimed that she was missing in action, but everyone knew that she was gone. She had left you a letter, thanking you for being her student and assistant for so long. And that was it. The only thing you had left of her.

You couldn't help her that day, as she had purposely locked you in your room during the reawakening and by the time you got out, it was already over. Nothing anyone said to you could comfort you either. You felt like an empty vessel, the world passing you by and moving on, whilst you stood there, unable to.

It hurt. It ripped you apart. Killed a part of your soul that you'd never be able to recover.

And that's what led you here now, sitting infront of the only person you knew could help you, having a new goal and purpose in mind. You didn't care how many worlds you had to go through to make it happen, but you were determined to save her in at least one and give her the life she deserved to have. It was your way of thanking her for being your mentor and idol for so long. It's the least you could do. But it wouldn't be an easy feat to achieve... yet you had nothing to lose anymore.

Finally, you looked up at the man with teary, red eyes, your heart pounding in your chest from the determination and passion, as you spoke. "I'll do my best to keep her alive. And if it takes me centuries or even losing my own life to do it, then so be it." You said with surprising strength. Welt looked at you in silence for a moment, before giving you a small smile and nodding.

He helped himself back up onto his feet, stretching a hand out to you carefully. "Very well... let's get going." He simply said. You took a moment to look out of the window, silently bidding this world a goodbye, before taking Welt's hand. He had done this plenty of times before, returning only rarely to your original world to see Himeko here. But now that she was gone, there won't be any need for it anymore.

The world grew dark and you felt yourself being pulled through time and space itself. You closed your eyes in hopes that you will see your mentor soon.

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"-The Astral Express will be leaving in 10 minutes. Please make sure to step away from the platforms for your own safety." You gasped softly, when your eyes snapped open again. You blinked rapidly, your ears ringing with the announcement, as you tried remembering what happened. When your vision finally cleared, you noticed that you weren't wearing your battlesuit anymore. You were dressed in foreign clothing and kn further inspection, you seemed to be in a... train station? You looked up at the massive train infront you in awe, shifting to get a better look from the bench you were sitting on.

You remembered then what had brought you here in the first place. Was this your new world? If so, where was Welt? Your eyes focused on the people around you and then on the large glass windows, that showed you an endless galaxy and it's bright stars. It was breathtaking, despite you still not knowing where exactly you were.

But you froze, when you heard a familiar voice speak in your to you. Your mind went still, all thoughts leaving your brain, as you slowly turned your head at her. You nearly didn't catch her words from the shock and pain that filled you. You thought that you could be normal and strong when seeing her again... but it seemed that you were wrong.

"So you must be our new Trailblazer member, hm? Welt has told me alot about you." Her voice was so gentle and elegant, her appearance so different from what you were used to seeing her in. She looked at ease and content. It was your dear mentor, despite her drastic differences. "My name is Himeko and I hereby officially welcome you onto the Astral Express- Oh my, are you alright?" The red haired woman gasped softly, instinctively pulling a Handkerchief out of her pocket and holding it out to you. You shakily reached up to touch your cheek, flinching at the tears you were unknowingly shedding.

"Sorry." Was all you could say, as you took the handkerchief gratefully. Himeko gave you a gentle and encouraging smile. "It's alright, I understand. It must be a little overwhelming, but I can assure you that you'll fit right in." She chuckled, as another announcement of the train leaving soon came in. Himeko held out her hand to you, a kind and reassuring look in her eyes.

"Come on, let me introduce you to the rest of the crew, alright? I'll always be there for you, if you need help or guidance." The woman said gently and for a moment, you saw your old mentor standing over you with a stern, yet encouraging expression.

For once in a very long time, you smiled as well. It was bittersweet in a way. You might've lost your old mentor, but you regained her here. And you were going to keep her alive and well this time, no matter what.

You took her hand, letting her pull you to your feet.

"I know you will be, Himeko."

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A/N: This lowkey hurt to write haha! But I hope it wasn't bad, I get so insecure about my writing sometimes. Anyhow, thank you very much for the request again, Anon!

When they break the 4th Wall…

I had so much fun while writing this! Thank you for requesting this Anonnie!!

Hope you enjoy this and that it close to what you imagined and I tried to focus a bit more on Sylus 🥺

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For a few months now you’re completely obsessed over a new kind of otome-game called “Love and Deepspace”. You play it every minute you can spare in your hectic days between obligations and family time.

The boys have touched your heart, and you can’t imagine a life without them anymore, especially one of them in particular. How often you wish for him to be real…

Rafayel

You start the kindled moment of one of your favorite cards with Rafayel. And as the scene progresses you reach the part where you need to draw at the prepared spot. You played this one so often, yet you do something else every time just because you enjoy this date with Rafayel so much.

This time you draw a little fish into the clam that is set on the paper lantern waiting for Rafayel saying it’s usual line.

“Every time you paint something different in there. Your creativity is really inexhaustible, Cutie.“ and he smiles at you softly through the screen.

“What?” you freeze. That’s new, he never said that before. You frown, unsure what triggered the different answer. What did you do? Confused, your finger hovers unmoving above the tablet.

“Why are you looking at me like that?” Rafayel asks curiously the next moment and your heart starts racing in your chest. What’s happening here? This is not what is scripted in the card! Your hand trembles and you have a hard time breathing. This is a coincidence right?

“Is everything alright, Cutie? You look worried.” His beautiful face gets closer and Rafayel seems to stare right into your soul with his ocean eyes as he gazes directly to you through the screen. You gulp, frightened and utterly shocked about the situation. You can’t believe that he actually reacts to your behavior in front of the screen.

“Ra-Rafayel?” you stutter weakly, not trusting your sanity now.

“Yeah, Cutie. I’m right here.“ comes his immediate response with this heartbreaking tender grin, and you choke on your own saliva. Panicking you cough helplessly.

“Hey, Calm down!” Rafayel looks now extremely worried „I’m sorry! I didn‘t want to scare you!“ His handsome face now fills the entire frame, his unique eyes big and worried, looking at you. “I can’t help you if you need an ambulance! Please, try to breathe steady, okay?!“ he voices out his concerns now laced with anxiety.

The reflex in your throat ebbs and absolutely perplexed you stare at the purple haired man that somehow seems to know that you are here, in reality, right in front of your tablet.

“How…? Why…?“ you mumble, your brain still short-circuited. Is this truly real?

Zayne

“Your bed head is very entertaining” the dark-haired man greets you teasingly as soon as the destiny café screen lights up on your phone.

“Ha, ha. You think you’re funny, do you?. I’ve already been awake for a few hours.“ you pout, even if you know he can’t hear or see you.

“Is this the reason you are looking this disheveled?” comes his immediate retort and startled you stop your fingers before they touch the battle-icon, ready to start your daily routine in the game.

“What?” you mutter, confused if he really reacted to your words. Did they add a new function? Is the mic now recording what you’re saying without you noticing? Or was it just a coincidence?

“You look very stressed right now.” Zayne states in his calm voice and with that signature move of his eyebrow as he stands upright in the middle of the screen.

“I- uh… what?” you stare at his calm figure, that is now bending forward to look you right in the eyes.

“Is it because of your exams today? Did you sleep enough or did you pull an all-nighter again?“ Zayne asks, still observing your face with those incredible hazel-green eyes.

You gape at him, not able to comprehend what’s happening right now. He remembers that you told him about your exams as you had spoken to him yesterday, even if you knew he wouldn’t get it. How is this possible? Is he really able to hear you? To react to you? Zayne’s motions seem to be more natural indeed.

You frown and touch the screen hesitantly, caressing his chest with gentle swipes. “Zayne? Y- you can hear me?“ you don’t believe yourself trying to actually speak with a fictional game character.

“Of course. Who else would I talk to if you’re the only one in front of me, darling.“ as he grants you that little smile and a virtual head pat.

Xavier

You successfully finished a Deepspace Trial with Xavier as your MC shouts “Lumiere really is the best.” and you cheer together with her

“Yeah, girl you’re right! Lumiere is the strongest!“

And suddenly the screen from your phone flickers and turns even pitch-black dark. Terrified that the game has killed the mobile, you shake it violently.

“Hey! No, no, no! Please! I don’t have the money for a new one!“

And just like that the screen lights up again. With a relieved sigh you sink to the sofas back you were sitting on during play.

“Say that again and the light stays out!” a familiar voice rang through the speaker and let you gasp for air.

“What?” you stare surprised at the game’s display. Xavier is standing there in his Lumiere costume, facing you and holding his sword still beside him. Then the weapon dissipates and the silver haired figure in front of you crosses his arms and looks to the side. You swear you see your favorite boy sulking.

“He’s not stronger than me. You just gave him better protocores, it’s not fair.“ a pouting Xavier giving you the side eye.

Your eyes grow wide. He didn’t just say that! “Uhm, I- I’m sorry?” you stutter to the silver haired figure inside the display. Are you really talking with him?

Xavier turns now fully to you, relaxing his posture and taking off the silver mask that completes his outfit. Then he looks at you with the innocent blue puppy eyes you fall for every time.

“You’re going to change that, right? You don’t like him more than me, do you?“

Sylus

Time to do your studies, you decide with an exasperating sigh as you put the phone on its holder. Getting Sylus on quality-time to keep you company along your preparation for the upcoming tests, you set your books and papers in position.

But of course you are so distracted by his impressive figure that you end up staring at him instead of the books. And a thought slips your lips and is articulated against the screen of your mobile mindlessly.

“Why do you always hold that gun in my direction? It feels somewhat threatening, you know?“ Not really expecting an answer because he’s just a fictional character and the game has no microphone option in your country, your gaze is about to drift finally back from the white haired man down to your books and notes.

“That doesn’t keep you from staring at me instead doing your studies, kitten” Sylus’ deep voice breaks you out of your daze, letting your gaze snap back to him as he places the gun at the table, now pointing it away from you.

“Oh, now I have your attention again.” he sends that smug smile to you and turns his upper body in front of the screen. „Don’t you know, I would never hurt you, Sweetie?” his big hand reaches out to touch your face but only disappears into the void at the limit of your phone screen.

Your mouth gapes open and your eyes threaten to fall out of their sockets. “What?” furiously you blink a few times and pinch yourself at your arm to make sure you didn’t fall asleep and are dreaming.

At his failed attempt to caress you his eyes turn small and a little angry line draws his lips thin. “I hate it that I can’t touch you.” crimson eyes locking into yours, now turned tender and affectionate.

“Sy- Sylus…?” you whisper, stunned about his behavior. What is happening here? Is this… real?

“I hear you, Sweetie.” he smiles at you. „I’m able to listen to you for a while now and just waited for the right moment to tell you so.” he smirked again, now being back to the smug attitude.

You still stare open-mouthed at the white haired man in your phone, unable to form a coherent word.

“My surprise worked, apparently.” he chuckles.

You’re still unable to put a thought together, too stunned by the fact that you talk with Sylus, really speaking with him and not only clicking through some prepared options.

“But what’s more interesting … “ He bends forwards, getting closer to the screen and his stunning red eyes wandering over your whole face before locking with your own. “What are you going to do, now that you know my little secret, kitten?”

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