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y'all seen arlecchino's hands???? she is definitely going to dig them deeper into your thighs to hold you still as she goes down on you, and that's sometimes is going to leave you either bleeding or on other times it will only leave scratching marks. whatever the case that aftermath of it is just a constant reminder of the amazing times you head together <333
arlecchino is literally so yummy wtf. i need her so bad???
when i found out her hands had that gradient going up her arms, i literally MELTED. i could talk about her for hours tbh.
like are yall seeing this wtf 😻😻 she's so mf FINE
also, for you, a little arlecchino drabble i cooked up from your idea (i like that little pun at the end...very nice) yall got me feeling so inspired lately
thoughts on arlecchino's hands ⋆.࿔*
dom!arlecchino x sub!fem (anatomy/pronouns) reader
it's been what seems like ages as arlecchino holds you firmly on the bed. she's got your thighs spread wide for her, hands pressing into your skin as she laps at your clit.
she allows you to rest your hands in her hair, but you most definitely know better than to yank at the silky strands. well, unless she's given you permission to do that too.
today, however, it seems she's not so much in the mood to play games with you. she'd rather have you exactly where she wants you: writhing and whining beneath her.
but, when you start to squirm ever so slightly too much for her liking, she's reining you back in with a firm squeeze of your thighs. your whines jump to a higher pitch briefly when you feel her sharp nails digging into your skin. they were most certainly leaving indents.
tears prick at the corners of your eyes, but you can't bring yourself to even lie and say you dislike the sensation. she's paired that pain deliciously with her lips on your clit, your head spinning between the starkly contrasting treatments of your body.
ever the observer, she smirks into your pussy at the sight of your glassy eyes. "crying already?" the vibrations run through you from her little jab. you remove a hand from her head to wipe them off.
before you can wipe the tears on the bed, she's removed her hand from your leg, grabbing your wrist and tugging your hand closer to her.
her tongue, still warm and wet from resting on your cunt, laps up the tears, kissing your fingertips so sweetly before she harshly presses your thighs back open. then she's back to teasing your clit, tracing your lips, dipping her tongue into your hole, all while watching you with the ghost of a sinister smirk on her lips.
she digs her nails in ever so slightly further, glancing up at you as you squirm, but maintain your control. her hand gently lifts up, cooing softly at the marks she's left, but particularly at the blood beading up from them.
"such a pretty little mess all for me, doll." it isn't a question, it's a statement. you are hers. all hers to make a mess of.
once she's finally pushed you over the edge to her satisfaction, she's enamored with the marks she's left.
pretty scratches, remnants of blood, some left beneath her nails as she caresses your face so gently. those same sharp, dangerous nails on those equally dangerous hands, so gentle when she wanted them to be.
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arlecchino has a voyeurist side, she'll sit down on a chair in front of the queen sized bed she has with you on it, legs spread wide open for her as she orders to touch yourself in front of her and to not stop until she tells you to (of course if you use the safeword but that's different).
she'll watch you with a bored look on her face as if her underwear is not soaking, as if she's not subtly clenching her thighs. on your second orgasm, you're trembling from the aftershocks and your body is drenched in sweat. as you breathe heavily, arlecchino slowly claps her hands as she finally approaches you.
"very fun, but it's not enough."
her bored face morphs into a smirk when she sees your eyes widen as she straddles you, her hand diving between your legs to play with you and her other hand holding you down due to your consistent squirming. your moans are ear splittingly loud but she pays no mind, never letting up the hand viciously pleasuring you.
sometimes during times like this, arlecchino lets you go after one more orgasm but the other times she'll make you lose count of your orgasms but she always remembers it. you won't know how long this will take until the end. judging by the feral look on arlecchino's face, you can tell that this will be a long night.
Arlecchino having a (female) s/o who is extremely sensitive and cries frequently.
You'd think arlecchino would have something against dating someone like this. Crying is a sign of weakness in her eyes, and honestly you were no different. Despite your typically optimistic and flamboyant personality, you were incredibly sensitive. Just leave it to Arlecchino to pick probably the most sensitive person in the world to choose as her lover, right?
You saw a sad play? Tears streaming down your face. You saw a malnourished dog on the streets? Sobbing while spending your life's savings to help the poor thing. It starts raining? You're crying, too. "Its been raining so much...The hydro dragon must be in such misery. I wish I could help him." One of the kids called you "mother" for the first time? You're sobbing uncontrollably. Most of the time Arlecchino would roll her eyes and be mildly unomftorable around your tears, but you knew she still loved you. Especially moments that it truly mattered, she would mutter a "Stop crying..." And pat your head, or quietly engulf you in a hug. She couldn't fully understand why you were always so empathetic and crying all the time, however they do say opposites attract, right?
Most of the time she found it to be one of your weak points, crying so much means you aren't strong to save face, right? That you don't have what it takes? Crying all the time was something only the pathetic and unworthy do...right?
Arlecchino heard two voices. One was her lover, you, and the other was the feeble whimpers of a child. She made sure to stay hidden from behind the door frame, eavesdropping on the conversation, where you and the young boy were left unaware of her presence.
"Freminet," Arlecchino heard your voice strong yet sweet, her heart skipping a beat slightly. She hadn't heard you so...authoritative in a long while. So loving, gentle...and so confident. There was not a hint of hesitation in your voice.
"I understand you think very very highly of Arle. She gave you a life here, along with your siblings. I know you look up to her. But if there is one thing we, even as lovers, disagree on..." The sound of rustling caused Arlecchino to glance around the corner, quickly noticing how you were pulling the young boy into your arms.
"Tears are not a sign of weakness. It means you have a strong heart, a heart full of emotions just waiting to burst and let loose. Strength comes from standing up again despite the challenges you have faced, and what may have made you cry." You pulled back and wiped his tears before poking his chest above the spot where his heart lay. "You have a beautiful heart, freminet. Its healthy, and strong. Strength is purely subjective, we can each decide for ourselves what strength truly means. Don't let someone else decide that for you, no matter how much they may mean to you."
"But-" the blonde haired boy went to object you, only to be promptly cut off.
"Arlecchino has her own definition of strength and weakness, and so do I. They are completely opposite from one another. But that doesn't mean the love between us isn't real because of that. We all still love you for who you are, Freminet. You're growing to be a very fine young man, and I'm certain you will find your own definition of strength. Create it yourself, okay? Your soul is meant to grow into your own shape, not forcefully conform into someone else's." There was no words, only the sounds of light sobs as Freminet hugged you tightly. You smiled slightly and pat his back gently and comfortingly.
"If you ever need a shoulder to cry on or someone to talk to, I'm always here for you. You do not need to suffer alone."
Arlecchino could have sworn your gaze notice hers and lock eyes for but a moment, with a gentle smile placed upon your features. Quickly turning her heel and walking away, Arlecchino simply scoffed at the notion you were breaking down the principals she had built at the house of hearth.
Night had fallen and you entered your shared room with the Knave, who was currently laying in bed with the lights off and blankets covering her body. You strolled over to the bed, sitting down next to her as you gazed down to the quiet harbinger.
"Are you mad at me?" You inquired, "I know you heard what I told freminet. I assumed you would yell at me by now, about how crying isn't a sign of strength, and how I'm 'teaching them worthless things'. " You awaited a snotty response from your thickheaded lover, yet much to your surprise, there was no response. It was only when you sat your hand upon her shoulder did you notice the slightest tremble, your eyes widening before you were abruptly pulled down into the sheets with strong arms wrapping around you. Arlechinnos head tucked into your shoulder, you could feel wetness seep through your shirt. You smiled sadly and began to hold her back, stroking her soft black and white locks.
"I see you're taking my advice, huh? Did I strike a chord finally?"
"Shut up."
With a shaky voice and mild hesitation, Arlecchino had become far more vulnerable than she had ever felt before.
"You're a bad influence," she sighed into your shoulder, her grasp tightening. With a chuckle and another gentle kiss, you hummed in amusement. It wasn't long before you felt the trembling come to a halt and Arlecchinos breathing even out, you closed your eyes and began to drift off into sleep with your lover still in your arms.
Maybe crying wasn't as bad as she made it out to be. At least, not when she had someone to hold her tight all night.
Random drawings of Zhongli as a fatui hydro agent!
Or how I like to call this: how many effects and filters can I add so I don't have to do the shading.
Anyways, this was inspired by @bgtea's awesome ChiLi fanfic "The Autumn Winds Are Sighing". One of the first Genshin Impact fanfic I ever read and one of my favorites!
I also gotta confess, I've been working on these since almost 3 months ago and I wanted to finish them just before the finale of the fanfic, but then college happened, so here we are.
also i know pyro fatui agents wear a different mask but i thought it was going to be way too menacing and scary for zhongli, so i just went with the regular fatui mask..................
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A/N: I got this sudden burst of inspiration from this photo I saw of fakebedo shooting a very cocky look sdhskgfks and I couldn't resist
(image by @/Monolithiaaa on twitter)
Summary: Kaeya had come to visit his boyfriend on Dragonspine and, to his astonishment, he was greeted with—TWO of him??
Word count: ~1.8K
Characters: lee/ler Albedos (subject 1 and subject 2), lee/ler Kaeya
for clarification: subject 1 = real albedo, subject 2 = fakebedo (the one without the diamond marking)
Warnings: mildly suggestive
Subject 2 had an arrangement to get together with his counterpart, Albedo, today. He was hoping to gain some more advice from Albedo, who had agreed to help him further integrate into society.
The two of them had finally agreed to settle their differences after quite the kerfuffle. Subject 2 had agreed to stop trying to steal Albedo’s identity and discover his own. Albedo agreed to help him achieve just that. They were now like a set of artificial identical twins.
Their master had unintentionally created a sort of twin study that she herself was unlikely even aware of, since she had intended to “dispose” of Subject 2. The twins were, of course, lookalikes (not including the lack of a mark of “imperfection” on Subject 2’s neck, as he chose not to include it when he replicated Subject 1’s appearance). However, they did not have identical personalities. They were still the same at the core but, given the wildly different circumstances in which they were raised in, they did not turn out exactly the same.
Subject 2 was not the only one who had planned to pay Albedo a visit today, however.
Kaeya was planning on giving his boyfriend a surprise visit on Dragonspine today, since it had been awhile since he had last seen him. One can only imagine how surprised he was when he finally arrived.
Albedo hadn’t noticed Kaeya’s presence until he heard him holler from the entrance of the campsite. He had already been having a conversation with Subject 2.
Albedo was facing the entrance of the campsite, but Subject 2 was in front of him, blocking his view. From the angle at which Kaeya was approaching, it appeared as if Albedo was standing with his back to the entrance, talking to nobody.
“Albedooo!” Kaeya yelled over to him.
Albedo poked his head out from behind Subject 2 and waved at Kaeya, smiling, but with a somewhat guilty look on his face.
Kaeya’s jaw dropped.
“Hey, Kaeya! Uh, don’t worry, I can explain.”
Subject 2 turned around and waved as well.
Kaeya was quite shocked by the sight, as Albedo had not mentioned having a twin or anything of the sort.
He walked up to the two Albedos, awestruck.
Albedo described the situation.
“Oh, so you’re—him, but… not?” Kaeya asked Subject 2, still a bit confused.
“In a sense, yes.” Subject 2 replied.
“Ah, and this is Kaeya, my boyfriend.” Albedo said as soon as he realized he had not introduced him yet.
“Ohh~ you didn’t tell me you had a boyfriend!” said Subject 2, with a hint of jealousy in his voice. He was only aware of Albedo’s acquaintances that regularly made an appearance on Dragonspine, so Kaeya was new to him too.
“You must think I’m hot stuff too then, right?” Subject 2 asked, flippantly.
Kaeya would be lying if he said no. His mind had already started racing with the possibilities of what he could do with two Albedos. Nay—what they could do with him.
“What kind of stupid question is that?” Kaeya replied, with a wink, which didn’t exactly come across because of his eyepatch. “By the way, ‘hot stuff’ might be the least hot phrase in the world.”
Subject 2 looked offended.
“It’s alright, he didn’t mean it,” Albedo reassured.
“Oh I meant it,” Kaeya retorted, “Also, ‘Subject 2’? Really? How about we come up with a better name for you, like… Fakebedo!”
The twins simultaneously facepalmed.
“This guy? Really?” Fakebedo muttered to Albedo.
“Oh shut up, will you? Anyway. That will work for now until we can figure out a proper name for him.”
Albedo filled Kaeya in on the conversation they were having. He figured that Kaeya’s people skills and wits would come in handy with helping Fakebedo figure out how to better fit in.
“We were just on the topic of bonding, since he wanted to get closer to people and start making some friends,” Albedo explained.
Fakebedo looked mildly embarrassed by this.
Kaeya thought for a moment.
“I have an idea,” he said, as a sly grin appeared on his face. “Fakebedo, do you mind if I touch you?”
“Um… what for? You’re not gonna do anything cheeky, are you?”
“Wouldn’t be prudent.”
Reluctantly, Fakebedo agreed.
“Great! Now, I am going to show you a few gestures that friends do with each other so that you know how and when to use them in the future! This will help your future interactions appear more… natural, I suppose.” Kaeya stated.
“I’m going to start off with gestures of encouragement. The first one is called a high five. Please, hold up your hand like so,” Kaeya demonstrated.
“Yeah! Another example would be to, say, pat someone on the back.”
“Like this?”
Fakebedo slammed his hand down onto Kaeya’s back, so hard that it knocked him over.
“ARGH! Ugh… a bit lighter than that.” Kaeya grimaced.
“More like this,” Albedo said, gently patting Fakebedo on the back.
“Oh, I see. What else is there?” Fakebedo asked, now intrigued.
“Hm, let’s see… When you meet someone new, you can offer to shake their hand, like this,” Albedo demonstrated.
Kaeya got back up on his feet.
“And when you want to show someone you care about them, you can give them a hug, like this!” Kaeya said, outstretching his arms, wrapping them around Fakebedo, and giving him a firm yet gentle squeeze.
Fakebedo’s eyes widened. His arms remained at his sides.
Albedo chuckled. “You can return the hug like this,” he said, guiding Fakebedo’s arms around Kaeya.
“Oh,” Fakebedo blushed, ever so slightly, “This is… kind of nice.”
“You know another thing friends do to get closer to each other?” asked Kaeya, still holding onto Fakebedo.
“No, what?”
“This!”
Kaeya began wiggling his fingers in between Fakebedo’s ribs.
“aaaAAAAHHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! WHAHAHAHAHAHAT IHIHIS THIHIHIHIHIS?! AND WHY AM I LAUGHIHIHIHIHING?? ALBEHEHEHEDOHOHO HEHEHELP!!”
Albedo scribbled under Kaeya’s arms which made him release Fakebedo.
“Whaha, whahat wahahas that?”
“Ah~ I see your ribs are just as ticklish as Albedos~”
“Hey! My ribs are not that—” Albedo cut himself off. “It’s called ti. tickl… tickling.” Albedo stuttered, averting his eyes.
“Tickling?”
“Yes,” Kaeya answered, “Tickling is the act of touching someone in a specific way to elicit, well, the response you just had.”
“I see, and why is he…?” Fakebedo looked over to Albedo, whose face was getting more flushed by the second.
“Albedo here is very ticklish and he gets adorably bashful anytime someone even says the word around him. He enjoys is quite a bit, so I figured you might like it too~”
“I am not that ti—UGH. Whatever.”
“Someone’s grumpy. Hey, why don’t I show you how it’s done? I think you’ll learn pretty quickly, and you can even help me out, too!” Kaeya encouraged.
“I would love to.”
The two of them both got mischievous glints in their eyes as they flanked Albedo.
“G-guys don’t! Wait, please, KAEYA NO DON’T eeEEEHEHE!! aH AAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” Albedo screamed as Kaeya nabbed him and dug into his ribs just the same as how he had done it to Fakebedo.
Fakebedo was amused by the sight and wanted to try it out himself.
“Where else is a good spot?”
“Almost anywhere on him, honestly, but I would recommend his hips.”
Fakebedo knelt down and grabbed Albedo’s hips. He began gently kneading them.
“Like this?”
“AAHH AAAHAHAHAHAHA NOHOHOHOHOHO!”
“Exactly! Really drill your thumbs in there.”
“SHUHUHUHUHUT UP STOP TEACHING HI—AAAAAAAHAHAHHA!! ARCHONS NOHOHOHOHOHO STAHAHAHAHAP AAAHAHAHAHAHA!!”
“Perfect, just like that.”
“This is fun, I’ve never seen him like this before.”
“GUAHAHAYS PLEHEHEHEHEASE!!”
Kaeya switched to tickling Albedo’s tummy, adding occasional tickly kisses to Albedo’s ears to the mix as well.
“You could also try his knees. Skittering your fingers along the backs of them, squeezing the sides or especially the spot right above them will work wonders.”
Fakebedo did as Kaeya suggested.
“ehehEHEEHEEE!! IHIHIT’S SOHOHOHO MUHUHUHUHUCH”
Curious, Fakebedo grabbed at Kaeya’s knees.
Kaeya immediately let go of his boyfriend and let out a shriek.
“Haha, so it affects you too?”
Albedo attempted to catch his breath.
“Y-youhouhou, you should try his thighs.”
Fakebedo reached up and squeezed Kaeya’s thighs. Kaeya squealed as his knees buckled and he joined Fakebedo on the ground. Fakebedo continued the attack. Kaeya helplessly flailed about, sporadically waving his arms and kicking his legs.
Albedo mostly recovered and joined the other two. He began instructing Fakebedo as Kaeya had done.
“Here, I’ll hold his arms up like this and you straddle his hips. That way he can’t wiggle around as much. I’d recommend trying his hips too, and his underarms. His thighs are his worst spot, though.”
Oh Barbatos, two Albedos. Kaeya couldn’t help but notice how hot he was getting, and how his blood seemed to be rushing from his head to in between his legs, right about where Fakebedo was sitting on him. He looked up to see Albedo looking down at him with a smug expression. He shuddered. He looked down to see Fakebedo focused on his hips with a determined yet playful look on his face. He felt his heart racing.
“Your face is getting so red, sweetheart~” Albedo teased.
“So it is,” Fakebedo noted.
This is driving me crazy. Kaeya didn’t know what to do with himself.
“Try tickling his inner thighs reeeally softly.”
“AHAHALBEHEHEHEDOHOHO?!!”
“I bet you like that, don’t you~” Fakebedo remarked, looking Kaeya in the eye. He started lightly skittering his fingers over Kaeya’s inner thighs.
Kaeya whimpered a little as he did so.
“Hhhnng-ahahaha ihihihit tihihickles sohoho bahahahahahad” but it feels soooo good.
“For your final lesson for today, I am going to teach you how to blow a raspberry. Watch and learn~”
Albedo released Kaeya’s wrists and crawled over next to Kaeya’a abdomen. He lifted up his shirt, leaned down, and blew a big raspberry right on his navel.
“GAAHAHAHAHAHA ALBEHEHEDO NOHOHOHOHOHO!!”
“Let me try!”
“You go on the other side.”
The two Albedos each blew a raspberry on either side of Kaeya’s tummy. It drove him up the wall.
“AAAAAAHAHAHAHA I GIVE I GIVE I GIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIVEE!!!”
The boys stopped their relentless attack. Kaeya laid there panting for a while. After Kaeya had caught his breath, they each grabbed one of Kaeya’s arms to help pull him back up.
“So, did you enjoy your lessons today?” Albedo asked, smiling at his counterpart.
“I did, thank you. Thanks for your help today too, Kaeya.”
“Ah, don’t mention it.”
“I look forward to spending more time with the both of you in the future, I had a lot of fun,” said Fakebedo, earnestly.
“You’re making great progress, and I had fun too,” Albedo admitted.
“I’ll leave you two lovebirds alone now. It was nice meeting you, Captain.”
“Nice meeting you too, Fakebedo, see you soon!”
They all waved goodbye as Subject 2 left the camp.
“I knew he’d warm up to you,” Albedo said.
“I knew he would too,” Kaeya replied in a sultry tone.
The two of them spent some quality time together the rest of the day and into the night.
Not me that I'm thinking about using she/they/it and this is one of the first things I see after months of not coming here... should I take this as a sign??
so I heard it was aai2′s tenth anniversary today. here’s a compilation of all the gifs I made by playing around with the game sprites, aka: “aai2 but this time with more hugs”
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