#ei imagines

Ei

Ei is probably the most understanding and calm about the situation.

She knows she can’t let you go for good so she’ll make a compromise, if you’ll eat then she’ll let you go out for a few hours.

If you’re really well behaved she’ll even let you have your own place to live and hang out when you need space, you still have to be willing to come when she calls however.

Being the leader of Inazuma she doesn’t feel the need to worry much about you trying to actually escape or even trying to go to the authorities because she knows they’ll bring you back home to her.

And after all, who are you to betray your God?

This only reinforces in her mind that what she’s doing isn’t wrong. She’s an Archon, a God without human emotion. Therefor you must be incredibly special to capture her attention…

“Sweetheart?”

You could hear her voice from outside your shared room. She walks in, shutting the door behind her near silently.

She looks around to see all the plates of food and gift baskets she got you sat around, still unopened.

She takes a breath to steel herself.

“Why don’t you go for a walk? Maybe that’ll bring back your appetite”

She doesn’t miss the way your eyes light up. It’s been months since you’ve been out of the house and you’re dying for some fresh air.

“But you have to eat dinner with me first”

There’s conditions to your freedom, you can live with that.

Jean

Jean would be the most genuinely worried about her darling going on a hunger strike. She would beg and plead with you to try to get you eat something, to eat anything at all or even have some water.

When you don’t budge she’s practically in tears.

“Please sweetheart?”

She’d say with those big, blue eyes. She’s terrified that when she’s at work you’re going to pass out or die so she brings you with her everywhere while you’re on strike.

She’ll have you sit in her office while she’s working, she’ll even offer you her chair because it’s more comfortable.

She would definitely consult Lisa, though she’d try to be subtle about it. Of course no one else knows the nature of your relationship with her and she can’t risk them finding out, she’d lose her job.

So when she asks Lisa she tells her she just needs a potion that will stimulate your hunger because you’ve been “sick”.

“Honey?”

She calls to you as she enters her office, coming back with something in a bag.

You quirk a brow, curious. She sets the bottle on the table, it’s contents obscured by the color of the bottle.

“Since you don’t want to eat, will you at least drink something?”

You debate with yourself for a few moments, after days of not eating or drinking you truly feel horrible. You suppose just a few sips won’t hurt, right?

Hu Tao

Hu Tao gets the most upset and the most angry. She convinces herself that you’re on a strike so that you’ll starve to death just to get away from her.

Out of all the yandere she has the worst abandonment issues and she’ll project this onto her poor darling.

She’ll scream and cry and throw a full blown tantrum until she gets what she wants and she’s most definitely not above forcing you to eat something.

“You’re going to eat whether you like it or not y/n!”

Her grip on you is bone crushing as she pries your jaw apart and forces the food into your mouth. When you try to spit the food out she covers yourmouth with her palm, holding it firmly shut.

“Chew.”

She does this for the entirety of your meal, keeping a close watch on you to make sure you swallow every single bite.

After your little hunger strike stunt she starts watching you like a hawk through every meal so that she knows you’re eating enough.

you could never put it into words, that quality that sounds so emphatically real to you, but she is just an amazing person in every way that you want to know more about, forever be closer to. her hands are a mess of jumbled memories, chipped black polish swiped cheerfully and messily on her bitten down nails, colorful ink staining her fingertips, cuts and burns littering her skin.

every mark harbors a story behind it that she can't wait to tell, bubbling over with excitement when she sees or hears or tastes something new. she's incurably unruly and you know all too well, of course you're likely to get in trouble when she's around, but when she offers her hand with a hopeful smile you take it without hesitating, without even room for thought, because maybe someday you could be another story of hers with a beautiful ring on her finger.

♪ CHILDE

he has never presumed to understand you the way he grins smugly at the traveler and his fellow harbingers, his blue eyes blinking slowly with a mocking surety as if to say he knows everything from only a single glance, he knows that there is much more to you than he is gathering from one look in your direction and it piques his curiosity with a dangerous, pounding heartbeat that usually only accompanies his first step into a battle that he is gleefully and blissfully unsure of his victory in. that feeling almost always instantly disappears -- the common treasure hoarder or hilichurl is no match for a war machine like him -- but here it remains, months after your first meeting.

the way he feels when he's with you is odd; it's a troubling sensation that breaches admiration and falls into another category he has never assumed to approach before, anxiety inducing in its novelty, but this is almost more of a blessing than a curse because he thrives on novelties and strange things he's never seen before, a new and unforeseen challenge. he wants you to think of him the same way, wishes so dearly that you were as filled with persistent desire to understand, to know everything about each other.

he treasures time spent with you, almost painful intensity charging the air between you every time you exchange a fleeting glance, he's a charmer and a trickster and his smiles are as bright to everyone else as they are to you though the emotion behind them stretches infinitely on. you think maybe you can see the glimmer of a secret he wants to share with you sometimes in the depths of his eyes that seem to watch you with such adoration when he thinks you're not looking, but that's just an incorrect assumption of his because you can always feel his arrogant and still somehow tentative gaze on your back.

and it's predictable and understandable, he is who he is and you like him anyway, maybe even love him, so bring it on! he'll crush this challenge like he does everything else. everyone knows he never loses -- even in a matter of the heart, he's sure he'll be able to win and earn your affections somehow, because he cares too much to fail, after all, and he'll do it all with a smile on his face because this competition, this time by your side, warring an unknown battle that you aren't even fighting in, is as precious as the prize.

♪ EULA

she doesn't have to treasure spare praise and comments she may never hear again close to her chest, the idea that another person would willingly offer her a compliment and a throwaway word of kindness that meant so much to her even if it was nothing to the giver, because you have so much to offer her, and so freely, too. it's almost shocking, and she has to counter your gentle, soft sweetness with sputtering and halfhearted promises of revenge.

and every time the words slip out she has a moment of nausea and her heart dropping because she's sure this is the time where you'll leave just like everyone else when they saw how truly confused and attached she was to her bizarre, aggressive turns of phrase that were like a shield -- and yet you stay, with only a look of pure understanding and kindness in your eyes, and it makes her feel terrifyingly weak and yet she somehow adores it and adores you, the person who has endless patience to offer her and she could never word properly what it means.

so she tries her best to spell it out in gestures that a person who knew any less about her would never truly see, but you do. it's impossible to explain how she feels, why this means so much to her when it's an easy gift, easy thing to anyone else in her home land that defines itself by freedom and breaking chains that tie you down, but it was her who never was able to simply be herself for fear of punishment. and it's more than you could ever understand, that feeling of finally belonging somewhere.

being a source of happiness for someone else who loves her, actually really loves her, is something she'd give anything in the world for even only vanishing moments of. even if she can never say it properly, her pale face floods with color every time you say anything that even vaguely encapsulates how you feel towards her. your love is just powerful enough that it all comes across in even one word that she finally can stop clinging onto memories in a way that even she knew was pathetic, you have so much to spare and she hopes to someday repay you in full but for now she only blushes bright red and silently offers her gratitude to fate for bringing the two of you together.

♪ EI

"eternity" is a fragile promise, a fleeting wisp of a word that is so easy to speak and so hard to grasp and truly enact as her cold, unchanging will across an entire nation. she cups it in her hands like a shining firefly that will disappear if she looks away for too long; treasuring this wholehearted motivation that stems from such an awful place, the memory sitting within her chest like a heavy stone that weighs upon her at all times.

this is her safety, her security, her grounding point that she can fall back upon when she wonders for barely a trifling second why she is causing all this suffering. she knows the truth, knows the reputation that inazuma gathers throughout the other nations as being ruled by a tyrant with an iron fist who selfishly refuses to care for her subjects, and she understands that with unspeakable pain that she buries far beneath her wooden and unchanging tone. if she allows herself to think for more than a moment -- to resonate even briefly with the people she loves so much she imprisons -- the whole masquerade comes crashing down.

it's your laughing expression that brings such a happy feeling and warmth to replace that sensation, the infinite cold accompanying her infinite lightning redundantly, walking hand in hand down a road alone with rain pelting down on her back. on this path that she set herself on, that she sees no way off now and understands the only way is forward, she sees your reluctance to join her; the way your eyes graze over the stormy sky and she sees the flash in your gaze, the sudden understanding of her present situation, and she closes her eyes until the skies brighten and you appear holding a bouquet of flowers and wearing a bright smile with your hand outstretched.

she doesn't get it; fundamentally you couldn't be more different, the solitary archon who stands alone for her own personal reasons that she hesitates to explain to any ordinary mortal like you -- and yet, she has to tell you the truth, because you ask so often and so genuinely and she wants you to see her truly even if you are the only person in the world to do so because somehow you always saw the best in her and it's her guilty pleasure to know that someone still thinks her amazing, someone still believes in her as the benevolent goddess she was, someone can hold her tight through this seemingly never ending darkness of her own creation, and she wants that person to be you.

♪ THOMA

you fell in love with him at first sight, just like the rest of the hundreds of people who were lucky enough to encounter him even once during their entire lifetimes, finally understanding what it means to be struck dumb by how beautiful someone is. the shallow adoration that many held close to their chests, wishing wholeheartedly to be able to see him again although they knew in truth that it would never work, was nowhere to be found; for he too knew from the start, from the first time his emerald gaze fell upon your face, that the image of you would never again vanish completely from his mind.

it's a new and curious feeling for him, being able to understand that this warm emotion that plagues him whenever he thinks of you is something called 'love'; he has always known of it but not known it, and here he is now with you. he is lucky enough to know that you love him, telling him in so many words, and with the swell of a choking feeling in his chest, the heat that flushes his face red, he doesn't even have to say it for you to know, he can tell you easily in all but out-loud words that he reciprocates in full.

he is somehow unbearably beautiful to you, a shining example of all that's good in the world, a person who you consider to be truly perfect, almost too wonderful to truly exist and with boundless positivity and kindness that is shockingly genuine, just being around him brings a smile to your face because he always seems so earnestly happy, resolutely loving everything about the world around him with somehow infinite generosity and happiness.

little do you know that his unfailing sweetness and gentle demeanor is partially a result of his desire for you to see him as someone you can trust, someone who will always be on your side no matter what, because it's true, he'd give anything for you in an instant. and his thoughtless and unflappable optimism to adore the whole world and all that's in it, the way his eyes seem to view everything through rose colored lenses, is because of you; you're in this world, and with all its flaws he can't help but love everything and wear that endless smile because you are the best thing he knows, the best thing he will ever know, and you make everything seem brighter.

Yae miko

“Mikooooo”

She’s sat at her desk writing who knows what when she hears your voice.

“Yes dear?”

“How much longer are you going to be doing that?”

“As long as it takes me little one” You huff quietly, this won’t do.

You come up to her, kissing her neck and nibbling gently. She just hums and let’s you amuse yourself.

You keep trying, whispering in her ear how much you want her, even going as far as to bite a dark purple mark onto the side of her neck.

“Just wait a little longer darling and I’ll give you anything you want”

She kisses your cheek gently as if to apologize.

You want to be good for her you really do, but you just can’t help yourself you need her to touch you even if that means you’ll be punished.

It’s not until you take her free hand and bring her fingers to your lips that her demeanor changes.

You wrap your lips around her long, pretty fingers and start to suck on them. Your tongue swirls on the tips of fingers and she looses it.

She knows she hasn’t had much time for you lately but that is no excuse for you to be behaving like this.

“Go pick one out and bring it to me.”

You know instantly what she’s referring to and you’re all too eager to oblige. Swiftly removing yourself from her and going to grab the largest strap you have.

She puts it on and pats her lap expectantly.

You practically trip over yourself to get into her lap, lining the tip of the cock with your entrance before looking back at her for permission.

“Go on”

With that you sink yourself down onto the toy, it’s a bit larger than what you’re used to but what’s exactly what you need right now.

You’re about to start fucking yourself on her when her hands grab hold of your hips to stop you.

“I never said you could move little one. This is a punishment after all.”

She relishes in the whine you give her.

“You’re going to be good and sit there until I’ve finished my work.”

Now you’re really regretting not picking a smaller one…

She keeps working for hours, occasionally “adjusting” herself to get more comfortable just to remind you of the lack on friction.

Beidou

Beidou is a very patient woman but even she was starting to get tired of your antics.

She had asked you repeatedly to do something and there you were mouthing off to her about how she’s not the boss of you, how rude.

You’re usually very well behaved but today you couldn’t help yourself, you’re grumpy and now it’s going to be her problem.

“Y/n I’m asking you one last time-“

“No!”

You cut her off and that was the end of it.

She grits her teeth and as you’re about to walk off you can feel her strong hands take hold of your wrist.

“Come with me, now.”

She pulls you along off to her private corridor and the second the door is locked she has you bent over the nearest surface.

“Bei-“

“Don’t speak unless I tell you to.”

You’re about to whine when you feel her rough hand come down on your ass, sending a stinging pain through you.

“Count for me.”

“One…”

Her hand slaps down again, the sound is loud and you hope no one can hear the way you breathlessly count…

It’s only once you’ve reached forty that she start to let up, smoothing her palm against the incredibly red hand prints on both of your cheeks.

Despite the gentle touch the feeling stings terribly against your sensitive skin.

You hear her rummage around for something in her night stand before helping you turn to face her.

“Now that you’ve taken your punishment…”

She smirks, hand dropping the adjust the strap now fashioned to her hips.

“…you’re going to make it up to me.”

You drop to your knees, quickly taking her thick cock into your mouth without any hesitation.

You had gotten exactly what you wanted and she knows it, though she doesn’t mind too much in fact she’s happy to give you want you want.

She knew you wanted her attention from the beginning, she just wanted to have some fun with you first.

She chuckles, running her hands through your hair, she stays still as she watches you put in all the work for her.

“That’s my girl…”

Lisa

You’re starting to regret agreeing to help your girlfriend send late notes and put away books for hours.

You slam one of the books down a little too hard and that seems to get her attention.

“Do be careful with those dear.”

You’re about to apologize when you think of an idea.

“Sorry”

You say flatly as you shove over an entire stack of books, watching as they crash onto the floor with a thud.

You see her eyes sharpen. You think she’s finally going to give you attention when she merely lets out a sigh.

“You should take a break and bring us some tea”

You grumble to yourself before obliging.

You sit with her as she sips her drink but what you don’t notice is that when you look away she had put something in yours.

You feel fine for a few minutes but all of a sudden you’re hit with the need to have her fingers knuckles deep inside you.

“Lisaaaaa”

“Hm?”

She doesn’t look up from her book.

Everything feels like its on fire below your belt.

You shuffle in your seat, searching for any friction at all which she notices. Perfect, you’re right where she wants you.

She’ll let this go on for however long you can take it, until you’re begging her to touch you.

With the aphrodisiac in you system she knows that won’t take long.

As if on cue she feels you put yourself in her lap, straddling one of her thighs.

She’s still looking at her book.

“What’s the matter dear?”

“Please touch me…”

The pleading look in your pretty eyes is almost too much for her to bear.

“Oh? In the library? How naughty…”

One of her hands comes down to rub at your thighs and that alone has you whimpering, the feeling of her hands on you is multiplied by a million right now.

“Someone sure is desperate for my attention…”

She drags her fingers up past the hem of your skirt, landing right over your clothes sex and starts rubbing.

You moan out her name to which laughs, speeding up her pace. Everything feels much more intense right now and you can’t help but wonder if she put something in your tea…

You can already feel your orgasm approaching, despite your state you have enough wherewithal to ask permission.

“Please Lisa can I cum?”

“No.”

She says cooly before pulling her hand away.

“Not until you go clean up the mess you made earlier.”

Her tone is completely flat as she turns right back to reading her book, leaving you a dripping mess in her lap.

Raiden Ei

Ei is a bit confused by your behavior at first.

You’re usually so obedient for your archon what’s gotten into you?

She wonders if you’re really annoyed with her or if possibly you’re just upset about something else but taking it out on her.

It’s not until she asks Miko about it does she understand what you’ve been wanting these past few days.

Miko feels bad for you, poor thing trying so hard to get your archons attention…

The next time you start acting up Ei knows exactly what she’s going to do.

You walked into your girlfriends room to find her meditating, how boring you thought.

You take this as your opportunity to pester the Shogun, maybe she’d give you some much needed attention…

She instead ignores you despite your kisses and pleading for her to please play with you. Hmph.

You huff, your hand reaching out to latch onto a handful of the Shoguns long purple locks.

Yank.

Uh oh… very bad idea…

You aren’t fast enough to escape as the shoguns hand flies out, grabbing hold of your throat and nearly hoisting you into the air.

“Naughty girl”

The familar voice makes you look at her, her eyes are now open and there’s no mistaking the look in them.

The pair of eyes now looking back at you are no longer the lifeless ones of the Shogun, instead you’re met with Ei looking back at you and boy oh boy is she mad.

“Are you truly that needy that you’d stoop to something so stupid?”

Her grip tightens around your neck.

You can feel her electro energy dance across your skin like a vine wrapping around you. The energy focuses itself around your wrists to create a binding stronger than any chains.

The sensation isn’t entirely unpleasant, it tingles with the occasional jolt of electricity.

“Ei~”

Your voice calls out sweetly, this isn’t fair you just wanted to touch your lover.

The hand around your throat moves to the back of your head, gripping a handful of your hair this time.

With little effort Ei pulls you by the hair, forcing you onto your knees before her.

Her long legs uncross themselves, spreading open to allow you to sit between them.

“You have your gods attention, I suggest you use it wisely.”

You practically throw yourself into her but you can’t quite reach. The electro bindings tighten around your wrists, a long line of electricity attaching itself to the ceiling.

The bindings restrict your movements just enough so that to in order to please her your arms are twisted painfully behind your back.

Ei

Your wonderful lovers have all been so busy lately doing…whatever it is they do when they’re not with you. What exactly that is you’re not sure of but for your own sanity you’d rather not ask.

Despite how odd the situation they’d put you in seems you do find yourself missing them, craving their touch.

For demons they did seem to care an exceptional amount for you, a human. Ei especially so.

Oh how sweet Ei is, always checking in on you to make sure you’re okay, always putting your needs first, always wanting to be right at your side like an adorably massive puppy.

Out of all your lovers Ei is quite notably the largest, her frame towers over all three of you and you’d be lying if you said you didn’t frequently steal glances at her very muscular back.

You find yourself thinking of the purple haired girl while you’re doing some ‘light’ reading. The book, ironically enough, was about a human girl falling in love with a demon queen who’s utterly infatuated with the girl.

As you read the naughty things being described in the story you start to run your hands over your own body, trying to imagine they were Ei’s. Oh how you love those strong, slender hands, her longs pretty fingers…

You reach one of your hands to squeeze your own chest, letting her name fall from your lips…

“Ei…”

Silence for a few moments before you hear a familiar voice calling out to you.

“Darling?”

Your eyes open, shooting straight towards where Ei is now stood in your doorway. You move to try to cover yourself with a deep blush on your cheeks.

“Ei! I- I…”

You find yourself at a loss for words, feeling embarrassed at the position she had just found you in.

You’d been with Ei plenty of times of course but her catching touching yourself while thinking of her felt utterly shameful.

You peak at her through your hands, her head is tilted slightly to the side but there’s the faintest hint of a smile.

She walks closer, coming to stand right in front of you to pull your hands away and cup your jaw sweetly. She leans down to place a chaste kiss to your forehead, purple hair tickling your nose.

“Could I help you darling?”

Not trusting your words you just nod your head at her, telling her it’s okay. She offers you her usual sweet smile before leaning in, capturing your lips with her own.

Her tongue swipes across your bottom lip to ask permission before entering to which you happily allow her. Her breath tastes minty and sweet.

She moves to seat herself in your lap, mouth still occupied by your own as she runs gentle hands up and down your chest. She squeezes harder than usual, causing you to let out a gasp to which she just chuckles.

“Sorry baby”

The larger women did occasionally forget just how strong she is, not that you mind. In all honestly you would like to see Ei loose control and take you as roughly as you want…

“Please Ei~”

Your words are muffled by her kiss. She brings a hand to cup your jaw once again, she’s so so beautiful… the way her purple eyes glow in the dim lighting, how her long hair falls over her shoulders, the shape of her lips…

You avert your gaze, not being able to hold her intense look as you admire her. Your eyes wonder to her thighs straddling your lap. You’d give anything to have those toned thighs wrapped around your head…

as if reading your mind her sultry voices speaks up.

“Later darling, for now let me take care of you”

She slides down, leaving kisses along your neck and chest as she does. You wrap your hands around the horns protruding from her head in attempts to bring her mouth lower.

Your hands sliding gently up and down the horns earns you an airy moan. Her face flushes but she obliges nonetheless, moving further and further down your body until she’s right above your sex.

She mumbles something in her native language,

“May I devour you?”

“Yes please”

The words come out much more whiny than you intended but she doesn’t mind, unlike Miko Ei is all sweet praises and no teasing.

As if on cue Miko appears before the both of you, sitting contently beside you on the bed. Her silky voice filling your ears.

“My, my what do we have here?”

Miko’s hand brushes along your thigh and you notice Ei’s body language change as she tenses up ever so slightly.

“Mind if I join?”

Ei moves, using her own body to tower over you. She completely shields your body, knocking Miko’s hand away.

You hear a low growl in the back of her throat.

“Mine”

Your heart flutters at this, never before had you seen your usually so sweet and gentle lover be so possessive.

Miko raises a brow but complies, even she knew better than to mess with Ei.

“Oh fine have you it your way”

The purple haired girl relaxes after hearing those words, moving back to be between your thighs. She pulls your legs apart, leaving kisses and nibbles.

Her tongue pokes out to slide easily inside of you, reaching so much deeper than anything you’ve ever felt. The warm, wet muscle feels heavenly and is forked at the tip like a snakes.

A whine dies in the back of your throat at the feeling, you need more. Miko reaches a hand out to brush your hair out of your face, manicured nails scratching lovingly at your scalp.

Her fingers tighten in your hair, pulling hard enough to make you moan as your head is pulled back.

Ei takes note, bumping your clit with her nose in defiance. She doesn’t mind sharing sometimes but right she wants to be to only one making you feel good.

She slides her tongue partially out of you, using the base of it to brush flat along your clit. The rest of her long tongue still pistoning in and out of you with fervor.

Miko’s fingers yank you harder this time, forcing your head forward to make you watch as the violet haired women fucks you.

“Look how pretty Ei looks like this, why don’t you tell her how pretty she is hm?”

“S-so pretty.. you’re so pretty Ei…”

Her face flushes but she continues working diligently between your legs. Miko smiles.

“Good girl~”

The combination of her praising you and Ei’s tongue sliding along your walls has your high quickly approaching. Your legs wrap around her head to keep her there as you come undone, your juices painting her pretty face.

She cleans you up with a proud smile on her lips, happy that even with Miko there she was the one that got to have you.