𝐝𝐢𝐠𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐥 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡

butch!qifrey fluff and smut headcanons (˶>⩊<˶) an extract of you and qifrey dating, living together and teaching magic

cw: mdni, stone top!qifrey, pillow princess!reader, fingering, strap on, spit kink, might not be accurate because i have lots of ep to catch up and haven't read the manga

butch!qifrey who cooks for you every day, three meals a day because she knows you're too busy working that you forget most of the times. She knocks in your studio (even though you share it with her) and brings a tray with snacks and easy to eat food so you can work and eat at the same time

butch!qifrey who always makes you accompany while she makes dinner. You sit on the counter while she heats the food, cuts a few ingredients and puts together a nice and warm meal. When you try to help her, she just grabs you and puts you back on the counter because she knows you're a terrible cook and because she loves taking care of her girl.

butch!qifrey who doesn't really drink that much but indulges a little for you, she watches you happily sip your drink, rambling about stories when you were younger, cheeks warm and a dumb smile in your face. She also loves how clingy you get, leaning into her, head on her shoulder and even asking to sit on her lap. Qifrey says yes every time, letting you nuzzle in her neck and whisper sweet nothings in her ear that makes her blush.

maomao who met you for the first time when she started working directly with jinshi. she find out that you usually went to his part of the palace to be with him and spend the evenings talking after your duties. she thought you were beautiful since the beginning, you always dressed beautiful dresses and head pieces even when it's late.

maomao who noticed your breasts also the first time she laid eyes on you, specially when you had to lay down right in front of her to catch your teaspoon. they were big, maybe a little too much, she wondered how much they weight or if your back hurts for carrying them. she would carry them for you if she had the possibility.

maomao who starts finding excuses to be around during those evening visits. she brings extra tea or some new herbal mix she made just so she can watch you laugh with jinshi. her eyes keep drifting down no matter how hard she tries to focus on the conversation. your chest moves so softly when you breathe or giggle and it makes her cheeks feel warm.

maomao who gets caught staring one night when you lean forward to pour yourself more tea. you notice her gaze locked there and you tilt your head with this little smile. instead of getting mad you just ask her if something is wrong. she stammers something preparing more tea but her face is bright red and you both know it's not about that.

maomao who starts asking you questions about everything after that. how you pick your dresses, what it feels like to wear such heavy hair pieces all day and eventually she works up the courage to ask if your back ever aches from carrying such a generous figure. you laugh softly and tell her sometimes it does. she offers right away to help rub your shoulders if you ever need it, her voice a little too eager.

maomao who slowly becomes your friend, you start inviting her to sit with you when jinshi is busy. she loves listening to your stories and the way you trust her with little secrets. you catch her looking at your breasts more than once and instead of calling her out you just adjust your dress a little so she can see better.

maomao who finds herself daydreaming about how soft they must feel. she wonders about their weight in her hands, the warmth of your skin, if you would let her rest her head there after a long day of mixing medicines. she never says it out loud but the thoughts follow her everywhere.

maomao who one evening stays late with you while jinshi is away. you are both tired and sitting close on the cushions. you notice her staring again and this time you reach out and gently take her hand. you place it on your chest right over your heart so she can feel how fast it is beating too. her fingers tremble a little but she does not pull away.

maomao who leans in first when the moment feels right. the kiss is soft and a little clumsy because she has never done this before. your lips taste as sweet as the tea you shared and she presses closer wanting to remember every second. when you kiss her back her hands move up without thinking until they cup the curves she has been so curious about. you sigh into her mouth, she feels like the whole palace could burn down and she wouldn't care.

maomao who pulls back after the kiss with wide eyes and flushed cheeks. she whispers that she has wanted to do that for so long and you smile and tell her you noticed. from then on your friendship feels warmer and secret. she still stares but now you let her look as much as she wants and sometimes you pull her close just so she can satisfy that endless curiosity of hers.

"C'mon, dear, this is what you wanted, right?" Qifrey tilted her head, looking up at you with her big blue eyes and her forehead glistening with sweat.

"Y-yes, but... no," you muttered, seeing yourself kneeling in front of Qifrey, her legs open and her pussy ready for you to take. It was terrifying, you've never been on top!

Qifrey knows exactly what she's doing and she's enjoying every last bit of you being a complete mess, not knowing how to react or move. You were the one who practically begged her to try scissoring, you were dying to discover the sensation of her pussy sliding against yours. What you weren't expect was this scenario.

You were completely naked and fidgeting with your thumbs while Qifrey lays on your shared bed, arms supporting her neck. She looks gorgeous, short white hair sticking to her forehead, tits perky and a happy trail that lead to her open pussy.

maomao who met you for the first time when she started working directly with jinshi. she find out that you usually went to his part of the palace to be with him and spend the evenings talking after your duties. she thought you were beautiful since the beginning, you always dressed beautiful dresses and head pieces even when it's late.

maomao who noticed your breasts also the first time she laid eyes on you, specially when you had to lay down right in front of her to catch your teaspoon. they were big, maybe a little too much, she wondered how much they weight or if your back hurts for carrying them. she would carry them for you if she had the possibility.

maomao who starts finding excuses to be around during those evening visits. she brings extra tea or some new herbal mix she made just so she can watch you laugh with jinshi. her eyes keep drifting down no matter how hard she tries to focus on the conversation. your chest moves so softly when you breathe or giggle and it makes her cheeks feel warm.

maomao who gets caught staring one night when you lean forward to pour yourself more tea. you notice her gaze locked there and you tilt your head with this little smile. instead of getting mad you just ask her if something is wrong. she stammers something preparing more tea but her face is bright red and you both know it's not about that.

maomao who starts asking you questions about everything after that. how you pick your dresses, what it feels like to wear such heavy hair pieces all day and eventually she works up the courage to ask if your back ever aches from carrying such a generous figure. you laugh softly and tell her sometimes it does. she offers right away to help rub your shoulders if you ever need it, her voice a little too eager.

maomao who slowly becomes your friend, you start inviting her to sit with you when jinshi is busy. she loves listening to your stories and the way you trust her with little secrets. you catch her looking at your breasts more than once and instead of calling her out you just adjust your dress a little so she can see better.

maomao who finds herself daydreaming about how soft they must feel. she wonders about their weight in her hands, the warmth of your skin, if you would let her rest her head there after a long day of mixing medicines. she never says it out loud but the thoughts follow her everywhere.

maomao who one evening stays late with you while jinshi is away. you are both tired and sitting close on the cushions. you notice her staring again and this time you reach out and gently take her hand. you place it on your chest right over your heart so she can feel how fast it is beating too. her fingers tremble a little but she does not pull away.

maomao who leans in first when the moment feels right. the kiss is soft and a little clumsy because she has never done this before. your lips taste as sweet as the tea you shared and she presses closer wanting to remember every second. when you kiss her back her hands move up without thinking until they cup the curves she has been so curious about. you sigh into her mouth, she feels like the whole palace could burn down and she wouldn't care.

maomao who pulls back after the kiss with wide eyes and flushed cheeks. she whispers that she has wanted to do that for so long and you smile and tell her you noticed. from then on your friendship feels warmer and secret. she still stares but now you let her look as much as she wants and sometimes you pull her close just so she can satisfy that endless curiosity of hers.

♡ ⸝⸝ enjin quits smoking and gets addicted to your sweet pussy instead ! ❤︎₊ ⊹ cw: nsfw

"can you gimmie just one more?" enjin murmured against your thigh. you whined as he pulled you closer to him. his blonde hair was now down from dedicating multiple hours to being in between your plush thighs. the stupid grin on his face told you that he was far from done.

"you said that last time," you reminded him, but didn't complain when he started trailing kisses down your thigh again. his light kisses coaxed you to spread wider for him. he shifted and inched closer to you.

"i know, but you just taste sooo good baby,” he groaned into your skin. he brushed his nose against your cunt and he inhaled loudly.

"she's perfect," he declared before diving in again for the nth time tonight. you rolled your eyes at him, but gasped as his tongue left rough, deep strokes inside of you, making you squirm. he had a firm grip on your thighs, squishing his head with them so hard you were concerned about his breathing. he was making sure you or him aren’t going anywhere anytime soon.

"so fucking sweet. sure, smoking is great, but have you ever ate your girl out back to back, hours on end? she gets wetter and wetter each time, it's unreal." he rambled to himself. you blinked and realized. in that last sentence, he was talking to your pussy. the idiot. you reached forward and tugged on his hair. he let out a low groan, the vibrations against your thigh made you tug even harder.

enjin kept at it, bullying your poor cunt with his tongue. the deeper and deeper he got, the more your walls fluttered around him. what he said has some truth though, each round, you gushed more and more around his tongue. his face and your thighs were drenched in a mixture of his spit and slick. it was messy, but still, he continued.

"fuck smoking. i'd rather be here, face in between your legs, making you come over and over again. wait, y'know what?"

he pulled away suddenly and you whined from the loss of contact, cunt clenching around nothing.

"enjin..." you propped yourself up on your elbows and looked over at him, frowning.

"i have an even better idea." he grinned at you mischievously.

he got up and laid beside you on the bed.

"come sit on my face pretty."

you had never gotten up or came faster in your life.

You've been all over her all evening, she was meant to be working but you had your ass in her lap and your tits pressed to her face. Qifrey can't lie with that, she's an easy woman and with a beautiful girlfriend like you, how can she retain herself from your beauty? She forces herself to do it because she really needs to finish this papers today, she's been delaying them because you kept pulling her to bed, your needy ass begging her to take you in all possible positions like you're an animal in heat.

But now, as sad as it makes her, she has to deny her girlfriend from attention for just a while. And you are not having it.

In your shared room, when she's in her desk writing, you are sprawled on the bed with just some cute panties and bra, bending over and arching your back just how Qifrey likes it. You tease your clit over your panties, rocking your hips into your hand and letting out the tiniest whimpers. You keep doing it, side-eyeing Qifrey who's acting like you don't exist at all, too focused in her work.

You get rid of your bra, now laying your back in the pillows and opening your legs as wide as possible, trying to get Qifrey to look at the wetness spreading in your panties. Once again, nothing, just the sound of Qifrey's pen against paper.

‎ꫂ᭪݁ the moment qifrey's feelings for you solidified .ᐟ

content ahead contains ; oblivious fem!reader, qifrey as an unofficial girl dad and yearner of the century, briefest mentions of olruggio and alaira.

it was a humid summer evening, and the valley's rolling hills were bathed in the soft, golden glow of the setting sun as it slowly dipped beneath the horizon. crickets buzzed amongst themselves somewhere in the far distant shrubbery, just beyond the opened windows of the atelier.

the cozy kitchen was just as bright, with three girls huddled around the table, ink wands clutched in their delicate, stained fingers. corked vials of ink and sheets of paper, many with half-drawn spell circles, covered most of the wooden surface, showing what they'd been up to.

you rarely had extra time to leave the great hall since you spent most of your days hunched over stacks of old spell books, nose deep in the pages of parchment. deciphering the ancient scrawl of spells in an attempt to modernize them was never an easy task, but the job was nonetheless enjoyable.

the only downside? your view was mostly stone walls and wobbly shelves. so, you started writing letters via bird of light beacons to stay in touch with your companions—one of which was qifrey.

word traveled quickly in the community that an outsider discovered the secret of their magic. in all honesty, you weren't surprised in the slightest that qifrey had taken on the young girl as an apprentice, according to reading his latest correspondence. he always had a peculiar way in attracting waywards.

within that aforementioned correspondence, he'd gushed at how well the young girls were fairing. tetia with a smile that could rival even the brightest of stars, richeh's unshakable individualism. he'd expressed his initial surprise at how well agott was adjusting to coco now training alongside them.

(olruggio and alaira were secretly betting at how long it would take the arklaum daughter, but that was neither here nor there.)

as you perused the remainder of his extensive writings, you were quite surprised to discover the request at the conclusion of the page. qifrey expressed a desire for your presence, hoping you might impart some of your knowledge and experience to the four young ladies, thereby expanding their perspectives of the magical world.

this must have been a jest of some sort. the reason why qifrey sought your assistance, despite your perception that your colleagues' talents surpassed your own, remained unclear. as did the motive behind his gifts that frequented your desk.

indulging him is how you found yourself here—thoroughly looking over coco's attempt to draw a sigil meant for her own sylph shoes and attempt to keep up with tetia's never-ending chit chat.

"your lines need some work in regards to the curves surrounding the centered 's'," you softly inform coco, pointing to them with a finger.

"got it," coco mumbled. she quickly tossed the paper she was holding and jumped up from her seat, rushing out of the kitchen towards her study, probably to grab more supplies since she was almost out. "i'll be right back!"

seeing her curious and willing to learn from her mistakes instead of being bummed out made you smile. that, in your opinion, was the real magic—enthusiasm.

tetia giggled and leaned back in her chair, which was next to yours, as she twirled one of her pink pigtails on top of her head. "you are such a good teacher, miss! it is no wonder master talks so highly of you."

richeh, with a mouth full of sweets she had acquired in kalhn, nods. "his cheeks flush feverishly while doing so", she says. "even if he believes no one is observing," she quietly adds, dabbing away a smudge of chocolate from the corner of her mouth with a cloth.

you immediately feel a sense of confusion. could a witch have used forbidden magic on you and qifrey, causing him to feel unwell each time he spoke your name? has a curse been placed upon your name?

there was no opportunity to contemplate such a possibility, as coco re-entered the kitchen with an armful of documents, accompanied by an elated qifrey and a deadpan agott.

"my sincerest apologies for my delayed arrival, ladies," qifrey stated. he gently rested a hand upon agott's head and offered a soft smile. "my lesson with agott extended longer than anticipated, but i believe neither of us found that to be an issue, did we?"

you suppressed your amusement as an expression of irritation appeared on the arklaum girl's face. she gently removed qifrey's hand and cleared her throat, attempting to feign neutrality.

"education is a valuable tool," agott reasoned, approaching the table to take a seat. "it would be foolish of me to depart from an insightful conversation."

the three other young apprentices were overcome with laughter, their joyful sounds echoing through the air and proving to be quite contagious. you relished in the blissful atmosphere.

a minute or two after their boisterousness subsided, you kindly assisted tetia in clearing the table, returning it to a pristine state once more, before placing small stacks of fresh paper in front of each girl. "let us practice sigils that are slightly more complex, shall we?"

leaning against the surface of a nearby counter, qifrey couldn't help but silently marvel at the scene before him. he watched you carefully, tilting his head just a fraction as you carefully began demonstrating how to draw a rather complicated spell.

he always tended to fixate upon these smaller details about you, for how could he not? from the way a piece of your hair fell in front of your eyes as you leaned over to inspect richeh's work, to the way you tapped your foot against the kitchen's covble floor. everything about you captured his attention.

but what really made his heart thump wildly that evening within the confines of his chest, beneath the cloak draping his shoulders, was seeing how you interacted with his apprentices.

your voice, a soft murmur, praised coco's precise lines, and you offered gentle criticism regarding richeh's incomplete circle—a sound he would endeavor to hear daily from that point forward.

you always wrote how you'd never take on any of your own, explicitly stating how your area of expertise would never offer much for their impressionable minds, or how your patience level was quite temperamental most days.

but oh, how strongly he disagreed with that sentiment right in this very moment. you charmed him furiously, and tormented him in detail.

at last, you feel eyes on you, so you look up from your paper and see qifrey's assessing gaze. a look of surprise dawn's across his face—he hadn’t anticipated being caught. you raise a curious brow and inquire, "is there ink on my face?"

qirey blinks, scared he misheard you for a second. but when he saw how serious you were, he couldn't help but let out a soft sigh. "not at all," he responds, waving your question off. "i'm merely observing. please, do carry on."

you casually dismiss the matter and continue with your impromptu instruction, once again unaware of his persistent observation.

the day your naivete finally waned would, in qifrey's humble opinion, be one of a great reckoning, for if you were to ever look at him in such a manner, he was sure he'd never recover.

↪a/n : this was meant to be much shorter, but i got carried away hehe! thank you angels so very much for 405 followers. your support means the absolute world to me. i hope you enjoyed! ♡⸜(˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝

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