GlitterGuts

This is an 18+ only blog, so please be respectful of that.

This blog is for Genshin Impact, Honkai Star Rail, and Wuther Waves. Please do not request fandoms outside of this!

I'm very much a dead dove do not eat writer, I enjoy exploring dark topics, but do not think that means I condone such actions. All posts with problematic topics will be tagged accordingly and labeled so you can easily avoid any subject matter you find upsetting.

If you don't like my content please simply block me. Any hate will be deleted and ignored.

Characters are all aged up to 18+, I will not write any NSFW content for underage characters.

THINGS I WILL NOT WRITE FOR: scat, loli/Shota, hyperpreg, hypermuscle, abortion fetish (that was a new one for me gotta admit) and beastiality.

Pretty much anything else goes, though I do reserve the right to decline to answer any asks that I don't feel comfortable writing for. Don't take it personally, we all have our limits.

I don't know if anyone is still paying attention to this blog or not, but I wanted to give an update for anyone still around.

Honestly, with everything going on in the world, I just lost any and all motivation to write. I'm not here to get political, but let's be real, everything has gone to shit. The world is on fire, and to be totally frank, I haven't even felt safe posting NSFW content at all with how things have been going.

That being said I do want to come back but I'm going to be making some changes to this blog.

This is no longer going to be a hoyo centered blog, everything up will stay up and I'll slowly publish asks over time but anything sent in will be ignored. I have just lost all passion for the games and it brings me no joy writing for them now.

I'm going to be focusing more on original content. I want to introduce my OCs to everyone, share art of them, and give you guys a peek into a visual novel I've been working on. It's nothing fancy or impressive, just a personal little pet product.

For fandom content I don't plan on posting much, but I will still post anything I do write.

I've mainly been writing for Pokémon and Witch Hat Atelier these days, so if anyone wants to talk about that or has asks feel free to drop them in. (Adult characters only, don't make me tap the sign)

I'm going to make an updated rules list later, I just wanted to get this ramble out of the way first.

It’s always morning in Okhema. Even during the “night” when the Marmoreal Palace would close up the baths to let their staff rest, the Dawn Device on Kephale’s shoulders still shines a bright yet gentle light.

Yes, things change with time, but they were usually small: maybe some new chimeras at the Garden of Life, new students at the Grove studying under Anaxa, things like that.

One of the biggest changes (and perhaps the most welcome) would have to be the baby in Phainon’s arms.

His and Mydei’s baby.

He never dreamed he would have a child. He never dared. Not after Aedes Elysiae.

But here he is after several long and painful hours of laboring, holding his dozing firstborn while resting in the bed out on the balcony.

He hears the faint swing and click of the door to his quarters, followed by gentle footsteps until the bed dips a bit, and arms firmly wrap around his waist. Phainon’s smile widens. “Hi.”

“Hm.” Mydei buries his face in his love’s neck. “How are you feeling? Does your body still ache?”

Phainon cranes his neck to press a kiss atop those blond locks. “With how well I’ve been taken care of, I feel about right as rain.” Aglaea had permitted him the next few months to himself to recover; insisted, even, and with Hyacine as the healer and the other Chrysos Heirs fussing (especially Mydei) Phainon had no room to refuse, much less negotiate a shorter recovery time.

Armored hands rest against his still swollen belly.

“…What do you think about having another?”

…Hah?

Heat creeps onto Phainon’s face as he struggles to contain himself, lest he wake his child. “It— It’s a bit soon to be thinking about more, don’t you think…!?”

“Never too early to start planning.”

“Mydeimos.”

He feels a feral grin press against his nape. “I jest, dear. I know now isn’t a good time for more.” The grin fades with a sigh. “This little one shouldn’t have been born in the first place…”

It’s not a statement born of ill will, but from worry as a father. Amphoreus is still falling apart, and the Flame-Chase is ongoing. Their child deserves better than a broken world. If Phainon himself had things his way, he would have waited until after Era Nova’s arrival, when he can safely get pregnant and give birth in the familiar comfort of his old home among golden wheat fields.

But, he got careless. A few drinks too many during a celebration, a haphazard and intoxicated tryst in Mydei’s room away from the party, and here they are as new parents.

However…

“…I wouldn’t be opposed to it,” Phainon mumbles. “Having more, I mean…”

Mydei smirks. “Of course you wouldn’t. You’re the Deliverer, after all—”

Phainon smacks him in the face.

He’s just typing away on a tablet or a laptop with one hand, his free arm holding his suckling baby, while his lover holds his swollen belly and ruts into his clenching and dripping wet pussy, waiting for his cervix to soften up from the all the semen being spilled and smeared against it.

Every now and then, Dan Heng stops typing and brings his hand to his belly, silently relishing the feel of his unborn babies restlessly squirming and kicking; and his lover pauses rutting to rub his belly, sharing in his quiet delight of having his womb be full of life.

Other times, Dan Heng will stop in favor of tending to his feeding baby, purring and whispering little reassurances while his lover takes the time to be still and enjoy the wet heat clenching and pulsing around their cock, their tip pressed and held against the entrance to Dan Heng’s overdue womb.

Even when Dan Heng’s water finally breaks, he carries on his activities with his lover while waiting for his cervix to dilate enough for that fat tip to press further through.

His birth canal is so fucked and stretched out that his babies quickly and easily slide through, each crowning being little more than a pleasurable burn as they slip out and rest on the bed; and when they’re all finally out, he gets to feel his lover’s thick cock push through his soft and open cervix and rut into his now empty womb, dripping with the promise of filling him up with more babies.

And he knows the experiment is a success, because he can hear THEM trying to speak to him in his head.

It’s going well like he’s carrying a normal Vidyadhara egg, up until his pregnancy stretches past his supposed due date and the egg eventually hatches in his womb, and he can finally feel THEM moving around inside. A gentle push here, a light kick fluttering there, THEIR serpentine body coiling and writhing around and feeling the small space of THEIR surrogate’s womb. He responds in kind with a slow and firm yet gentle caress of his belly.

The fetus stays in Dan Heng’s womb for several more months, perhaps even up to another full year, before he gets the idea to give birth in the sea at Scalegorge.

The Express stops by the Luofu, and in their room at the inn, Dan Heng has a good round of fucking with Welt, trying to get as much sperm as he can to help soften his cervix and signal it to dilate before sneaking away to Scalegorge and diving into the water.

The contractions start for real, his cervix gradually dilating further until THEIR snout starts to poke through, insistently nudging at the exit finally opening to THEM. Dan Heng pushes with the contractions, helping THEM along as THEY try to crawl out of his womb and through his vent.

He underestimated just how large THEIR infant body would be. While THEY still nested and waited in his womb, his belly was swollen enough to be easily mistaken for carrying multiple children. But the burning pain when THEY began crowning makes it clear that THEIR body really is that large, THEIR massive head stretching his hole so far past its limits that Dan Heng is left scrabbling to hold on to something as he adjusts his legs to allow THEM more room; and THEIR snake-like body means his hole is kept stretched that way for several more minutes, maybe even hours, for as long as it takes THEM to drag THEMSELVES out and for his body to push THEM out.

Until, finally, THEIR tail slips free and Dan Heng’s aching womb is empty.

He’s surprised to look up and find THEM still with him, watching him, sniffing and even nuzzling his face. He’s surprised he’s looking directly at the newly reborn Aeon without any dire consequences.

Is that longing in THEIR eyes…? Dan Heng suddenly gets the faintest impression that THEY never wanted to leave his womb in the first place.

Very much like a child clinging to their mother, even if said mother was only a surrogate.

Or his pregnancy could be extended so the eggs hatch in his womb first, so people think he’s overdue when it’s actually normal for them to hatch and for Dan Heng to give birth to them about a few more months or so later.

10/10

If the omega is long-lived or immortal, like a vampire, they might be carrying their baby for centuries.

HAVE YOU SEEN THAT MAN?!

I need him breed and suffering in labour.

(He’s from ZZZ)

They don’t settle down. 😅

Dan Heng closes his eyes and pushes with another deep breath, gripping the chair’s arms as the egg slides lower in his womb.

“I can feel it. Push harder.”

He pushes harder.

“Good.”

Dan Heng opens one eye to look at the scholar in front of him. “This isn’t too strange for you…?”

Anaxa scoffs. “While indeed gruesome, childbirth is a natural process and nothing to be ashamed of. Besides…” There’s that familiar mad glint in his eyes. “Reviving an infertile species’s ability to reproduce? A challenge is a challenge, and I do so love challenges. Why shouldn’t I be here to witness the end result?”

Fair enough. Dan Heng hums thoughtfully and pushes, feeling the egg slide into his birth canal and into Anaxa’s grasp.

With the small egg finally in his palm, Anaxa carefully pulls his hand out, taking the egg out of Dan Heng’s bleeding birth canal.

Dan Heng sighs in relief, watching Anaxa rinse the blood and membranes off the tiny egg at the sink. “And with this,” Anaxa murmurs, “the first stage of this experiment is a success.”

Right. The first part of this project was to see if they could get Dan Heng’s cycle started. They can now move on to the second part…which is…

Dan Heng feels his face and the tips of his ears burning at the idea of the project’s second stage: fertilizing his eggs. He still hasn’t decided who he wants to…involve.

Caelus is busy running around.

Mydei seems like the attentive type, but his position as crown prince would surely draw their hypothetical child into political conflicts.

No one knows who or where Phainon is.

Aglaea is absolutely out of the question. Dan Heng doesn’t trust her one bit. Even if he did, she is far too busy running Okhema and dealing with the Elders’ political schemes. Like with Mydei, their hypothetical child would be caught in politics. (Or worse, murdered by Caenis’s Cleaners.)

Hysilens is also out of the question, much as he admires her. He’s not about to drag her into this while she’s still mourning Cerydra.

Maybe Cipher? She and Dan Heng are practically strangers to each other. But then again, she might be disturbed and very uncomfortable with this, and rightfully so.

He and Caelus are cut off from the Astral Express, so he has no way of reaching Welt, Jing Yuan, or anyone else.

…Then again, this project is meant to be secret, anyway.

Who better than the mad scholar actively participating in it?

Dan Heng swallows and takes a deep breath. “Anaxagoras?”

“Yes?”

“About the second part of this project…”

Until Phainon comes along armed in case he needs to disarm the sudden visitors from beyond the sky only to be met with Dan Heng’s medical emergency and Phainon is understandably freaking out like 😱 “Tr—Tribbie! TRIBBIE! TRIBBIE WHERE ARE YOU—!?” Because Hyacine isn’t with them in Janusopolis and leaving Tribbie as the only capable midwife available

Thankfully Tribbie shows up in time before the baby actually starts coming out

If Dan Heng has an egg, they’re probably baffled at what looks like a human laying an egg before Caelus explains that Dan Heng is a Vidyadhara and their species hatch from eggs