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Yuta chasing you in the woods after you challenged him (No beta we die like Rika)

It started off simple, you were teasing your boyfriend about how you could beat him in a race if you really wanted to. He’s a special Grade so he found it to be unlikely. He just nodded with a chuckle. “Of course you would.”

"Hey ! You don’t believe me ? You know what, lets play a game of tag !" You said as you jumped on your feet. He tilted his head. "It’s 3 am, angel." You ignored him and grabbed your shoes."It could be snowing outside. I wouldn't care. Come on, or are you scared to lose ?" He sighed. defeated.

You wouldn’t let this go for sure. "Alright, fine." The woods surrounding the school were surprisingly intimidating at night. You stepped outside a little less confident now. "You know we don't have to do this." Yuta whispered against your ear.

"Shut up, I'll win !!' You didn’t wait a second and began running. His eyes widened in surprise, you didn’t even announce the beginning of the game. “Cheater.”

For a moment, you thought you could actually win this game, he was so far behind after all. Your heart raced when you dodged the many obstacles on your path, feeling the fresh breeze of summer rain, mixing perfectly with the wood and muddy scent of the forest.

Your breaths came sharp and fast, running felt incredibly freeing but knowing he was actually chasing after you felt… thrilling.

However, your little moment of freedom was cut short, what you saw appeared to be a blur of your boyfriend, you couldn't tell when he catched up but now, he had managed to grab you by the waist, you couldn't even scream before he pinned you down on the dirt. He was careful not to hurt you in the process though.

"Gahh yuta !!" You gasped through your laughter. Your lids half closed from how much you smiled. He didn't say tag, yet so maybe you could still win this ?You began to squirm against him but suddenly he took a hold of both your wrists and pinned them above your head. Your breath hitched.

Sitting above, panting and staring back was the gentle and sweet Yuta you knew, but a little more... feral.His cheeks flushed into a deep red. You could see a pearl of sweat run down his throat, his dark hair a mess and eyebags appeared heavier than before, making his gaze much sharper.

"Angel.." he called, his voice low and growly. “Don’t run away from me again.” In his eyes, a similar possessiveness as Rika’s. It didn’t feel like Yuta anymore or maybe he always was a bit like this ? You knew he had some attachment issues but that was the first time you got to see them manifest with you.

He lowered himself, until you felt his warm breath melting with yours. He didn't do anything but being this close, in the middle of nowhere at night, so close to the point you could feel his warmth on your lips, the dirt under you when you were pinned down felt exhilarating.He moved slowly.

Too slowly when finally he captured your lips in a kiss. It was different from his gentle peeks. This time, he revealed himself in a more intense light. Pressing his lips to your mouth and pushing his body agains’t yours like he was trying to print his scent upon you.

His hands held yours against the ground, intertwining your fingers to his. You felt high on the sensations he gave, wishing this moment would never end.

But sadly, it did, he slowly pulled away and Went to rest his forehead against your neck he breathed heavily he felt so warm that your toes curled. He inhaled softly before saying ; “You’re it.”

(warning : nsfw, modern AU , Scaramouche spit in reader’s mouth, mention of bullying, toxic friendship, sub reader , kind of cnc ?, reader gets called a puppy, reader has a very unhealthy relationship with Scaramouche, reader is honestly in need of a therapist, reader is taller than scaramouche, also there’s a bit of slut shaming and bully Scaramouche x bullied reader, no beta we die like Scaramouche’s friends)

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"Open your mouth."

It was a terrible idea, you thought you were wiser than that.

Scaramouche, the one guy who made your teenage years a living hell. He was a bully, he was rude, he was mean and sarcastic and privileged and annoying.

Ever since you were a kid, he’d make fun of you for your looks, how awkward you were and how you had little to no friends. Well, it wasn’t completly true, you were friends with the "popular" girls.

As in, they took you as their pet. You didn’t realized those friendships were toxic back then, but you did felt unwelcomed. Like you were their friend cause they felt pity towards you and it was always fun to remind everyone how much of a loser you were.

All that was behind you now, you were an adult, finally. Independant, sort of confident and even pretty !

But all it took was to meet him again at a party for you to crumble down to your knees.

He sat on the bed, legs crossed over the other. You thought so many times of what it would feel like the day you’ll meet him again. Your mom always told you that bullies turn out ugly, working a dead end job and karma always ended up getting back at them.

Mom lied, you thought. This guy turned out even more handsome and from what you heard he’s even wealthier. Sure, he’s still shorter than you, but it dosen’t matter much when you feel so small in his presence.

Also, why does this man looks so slutty ? He’s just sitting there, his red eyeshadow perfect, his hair perfectly styled and his clothes dont have a single wrinkle on them. His skin is pale and smooth as a porcelaine doll. He dosen’t appear human at all. He’s terrifying, his beauty always scared you for that reason. The fact that he looks so fragile and pretty while being capable of making your knees weak...

"Well ? Are you going to open your mouth ? Or do I have to punch it open ?" He repeated,

You followed his command your gaze nervously falling to your lap. You heard his footsteps come closer he grabbed your jaw, forcing you to open your mouth wider.

"Look at me." He ordered, you did, it was a mistake. You felt a shiver run down your spine when you met his eyes, an electric shade of... indigo was it ?

He didn’t allowed you to think much, he spat inside your mouth. God that’s disgusting. And hot... what the fuck is wrong with you ?

"You’re still a sucker for my attention, huh. Swallow it."

You didn’t waste a second. His lips stretched into a smirk, for a moment he caressed your cheek, oh so gently. Shit, that brings back memories.

(sort of nsfw-ish lohen x reader ? Mention of a dagger and down bad reader lohen has sadistic vibes also he calls you pretty )

Oh you were truly so cute. So cute and so foolish. Out of all the men in Mondstadt, you had to fall for one of the worsts.

You found him charming, you said ? Yes, and he looks so pretty and polite. Plus he’s smart and oh a vice captain ? That’s impressive, that’s prestigious. Your mother would be proud. He looks like the type of man who’d get you flowers and sweets on your periods. Lohen is so undearing, you saw him read fairy tales in the Cathedral the other day, a man who kept his childlike wonder, just like you did ! How whimsical, how sweet...

But he is not sweet. That was your mistake. You confused a hare for a bunny. You thought you were an hawk but you really you were just a foolish sparrow and now, he got you between his teeth. The worst about this was that you didn't even mind. Something about his sick little games just... enticed you. Never before have you thought you’d go so low for a man.

His hand pinning yours to the dirt, he gazed down at you with such warmth, smiling so sweetly, you began doubting the existence of the dagger against your neck. How can such a beautiful face be so twisted ? Maybe it was a dream, maybe you were the weird one for even imagining this. Fucking weirdo.

But then, he called your name, his voice felt ethereal, like you were hearing him from the heavens and you just wanted to follow it.

It'll get better and it will be easier with time! Read a bunch of fics of your favs, and you write, too! You control the narrative isn't that cool:b

Can I perhaps mayhaps perchance have some fluff with Xiao? Reader gifting him flowers for no reason at all, just a nice gesture of their relationship and Xiao realised he'd never been gifting flowers before. I can sense a tingle of angst here, but you do you!:>

Hii thanks for the request and the advices !! I apologies for the delay i’v wrote this very sleep deprieved so i hope it will be okay and you’ll enjoy reading this very short fluffy fic ! Lots of love !!

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“Xiao !!’

His amber eyes widened in surprise at the sight of you, handing him a beautiful bouquet of flowers. When Xiao heard his name on your lips, he expected a plea for help, a request for a back up against the Abyss Order, something serious and important not…

This.

Hesitantly he raised a finger to poke at the petals, the scent of the flowers was still fresh, muddy and rainy. Their color, a delicate shade of gold. They were tied together by a bright yellow ribbon. It looked messy, like you spent half an hour trying to do the perfect bow.

“Huh? What is this for ?” He asked, only to hear your soft voice chuckle.

“No reason, I just saw these flowers and thought of you. Aren’t they pretty ?”

“For me..”

He felt an odd tightening in his throat, but he could still breath, it was just uncomfortable and foreign. While he had received offerings before, it was always under the guise of a ritual or for a celebration. Receiving flowers just because you thought of him was… strange. New.

“They are.. fine.”

For a moment, he just watched the bouquet between your hands when he took it, his heart started racing.

“Thank you.”

He pressed the flowers against his chest. He shouldn't feel this flustered by a simple gift, but for some reason, it affected him a lot.

Here’s a little draft I wrote for my scaramouche x oc fanfiction tell me what you guys think should I make it into a whole fic ? Also its pre sumeru archon quest (so when scaramouche was a harbinger)

As a start, may I request a soft diluc waking up together vibe Drabble? It’s been years and that man still has a chokehold on me…

omggg first request lets gooo ! I actually really liked writing this drabble and i’m not even a diluc simp ! It was a bit hard for me to get his character right but I hope you liked it ! Enjoy !! ♡

Diluc x reader

327 words (damn I thought it was more)

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Rare were the mornings that you got to enjoy with him. Between managing the dawn winery and his own… “hobbies”, Diluc Ragnvindr was always busy. He’d be gone before the sunrise and back well after the sunset. You missed him.

So, you would try to wake up before he did so you could watch when he was still there and human and in your arms.

“Mh..”

You cherished the stillness, the way his soft red hair would get messy and tangled in bed, laying on the sheets, reflecting the sunlight. He overslept today. Something incredibly rare from him. A selfish part of you was glad he did.

His chest, bare and warm rose in a slow rhythm, in sync with your breath. His heartbeat, a lullaby, but you were fighting to not fall asleep again. Careful to not disturb his rest, you slowly raised a hand towards his cheek.

As your fingertips hovered his skin, he caught your wrist in a loose grip.

His eyes opened, entirely focused on you. Without breaking eye contact for even a second, he guided your hand to his lips and gave you a kiss that barely brushed your skin, yet, was enough to make your cheeks warmer.

“Morning..” he muttered, his voice deeper with sleep.

Now that he’s awake, you find yourself anticipating the moment he’s going to leave.

But, to your surprise, he doesn't leave, he just lays on his back and stares at the ceiling. His brows twitched, deep in thoughts. He sighed and shook his head.

When finally he turns around and wraps both arms around you.Your face now tucked under his chin, he presses a gentle kiss on your head before burying his nose in the crook of your neck, inhaling your scent.

Imagine Lohen being surpringly bashful when it comes to having a crush.

For almost his whole life he had been obsessed with getting stronger and powerful, so that he could never be defenseless again. Yet, here you come, throwing him off balance and making him feel things he only ever read in books before.

Oh he really is unconfortable with that and he’s awkward too. He wants to kiss you, kiss you until you’re a drooling mess, until he suffocate from lack of air, he wants to feel you close, biting each other’s lips until you both bleed, mix your blood with his and-

Oh dear Celestia he’s being to intense again and shit, you caught him staring ! His heart is racing, his palms are getting sweaty, fingers trembling with the urge to simply reach over already.

"Hi Lohen !"