CW: Mentions of sex, penetrative sex, desk sex, Reader is in cosplay
Thinking about Nerdy Gamer! Ei somehow bagging a Professional Cosplayer! Reader after meeting her at a con. Ei is sweet, kind and respectful, but she can’t keep her eyes off you because you’re cosplaying one of her absolute favorite characters from one of her games. She feels so ashamed and tries to avert her eyes, but you catch onto this and teasingly flirt with her in one of the character’s most iconic lines.
Sweet Ei nearly passed out right then and there, and after that the rest is history. I imagine Ei is a semi-popular streamer, so one night when you walk into her room, the comments and view count explode because what is a popular, professional cosplayer doing in Ei’s streaming room? Wearing her clothes? Ei notices a significant spike in viewers after that, so sometimes she will have you sit on her lap while she streams, and on special occasions you’d even be in cosplay.
The fans love it, but sometimes there are weird people who are confused as to why someone like Ei managed to bag a baddie like you. And to that, you go off on them because even if Ei is an “introverted loser” to them, you make it very clear that she is the only woman in your life that you love. It’s rather endearing to have Ei sitting there, blushing and nodding along while you go off on those who dare insult your girlfriend, as if any one of those commenters has a chance with you to begin with.
Also, since you cosplay a lot of characters, I imagine you spoil Ei by cosplaying her faves and letting her bang you in them. There’s just the cutest little tent in her pajama pants as she eyes you up and down; the cosplay so fucking hot but she doesn’t want to fuck you because she knows how much effort you put into them.
“What’re you waiting for? Take off your pants.”
“I…can’t. It’s too pretty and I don’t want to ruin the accesories…”
She’s so hard yet she doesn’t want to ruin your hard work. So you have to guide her to take off the pieces before she can absolutely ravage you. Sometimes she’ll take you right on the desk where she streams, legs spread and hunched over her shoulders while she plows you senseless. This cute nerd will just grunt and whine as she fills you up over and over again, the fantasies in her head making her drool because it really does feel like she’s fucking her favorite character.
But afterwards, she’ll take the entire cosplay off because as much as she enjoys imagining that she’s sleeping with her faves, she loves her girlfriend’s natural self better. Once the wig and clothes come off, Ei is coming back with a raging hard-on.
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While I'm still boiling in rage that deleting the draft also deleted the entire ask, I shall post said request regardless. An anonymous user asked if I could write Reader tackle-hugging (glomping) characters who are rather intimidating, perhaps earlier on in the relationship and being so happy to see them, they're forgetting themselves. Particularly Shenhe and Sara were mentioned, but I took some liberties.
Also, to answer another question: requests are always welcome, I don't get very many. The real question is when they'll get posted. Without further ado, then!
Shenhe
As this one post says, Shenhe is built like a brick wall. She's not going to be moved — literally or figuratively — by your actions. But, she does appreciate your gestures.
Shenhe is on her way back to Liyue Harbor after visiting her Master for the weekend. It's the first time she'd left the city since you two met, and of course, it hadn't been for long; yet there's a certain odd tugging in her chest when she thinks of you and how far away she is from you. It's reminiscent to the feeling she gets when looking at her old, abandoned home — yet different, all the same. What did Master call it? Melancholy?
"Shenhe!"
Greeting her down the path is you, so very opposite with that bright smile on your face. The odd feeling tugs upwards now, much like a gust of refreshing wind; the corners of her lips mirror the motion — subtle, like many of her limited expressions are. Her lack of a reaction doesn't stop you from running right at her, arms outstretched and reaching out. You don't stop either, not until you quite literally leap and collide into her with the force of a meek lamb (compared to her, at least), and she doesn't even flinch.
Not physically, at least. Mentally, she needs to tame down the instinct to dodge your affectionate attack, or worse, retaliate — and not in a good way. It's fortunate for you she'd witnessed the gesture before, being in proximity to the young Xiangling and Hu Tao's matching energy. The funeral director was slightly less lucky when Shenhe saw her tackle her boss' daughter to the ground — Xiangling not nearly as prepared nor strong as she is — and Shenhe had been fully prepared to grab her by the collar and fling her into the harbor if not for little Guoba tugging at her sleeve. But that's a story for another time.
Knowing of said gesture and being the recipient are two wholly different things, however. She tucks one of her forearms beneath your thighs to support you, but she's at a complete loss on how to react. A little stilted, she uses her free hand to pat your back, and feels a puff of warmth on her neck when you laugh and squeeze her tighter.
"I missed you," you murmur, nuzzling into that exact spot. Another tug in her chest; it must be her heart, as all the poetry says. The hand on your back rests between your shoulderblades instead, and she suddenly feels the need to hold onto you a little longer. The Harbor can wait.
Kujou Sara
We all know Sara is a bit of an awkward birdie, socially speaking. When commanding an army, she's the pinnacle of focus and control. When she's getting doted on? Well, that's not an experience she's used to.. yet.
"Furthermore, there have been sightings of Kairagi around Higi Village, and we will dispatch a number of Shogunate soldiers to aid the villagers."
Sara's voice rings clear throughout the Tenryou Commission's courtyard, and every single one of her summoned subordinates stand at attention at their General's debriefing. She opens her mouth to continue but is cut off by a squeal, so utterly uncharacteristic within the Tenryou Commission's courtyard, she turns to the sound.
"Saraaa!"
It's you — she completely forgot she'd told you to meet her there after work — and you're barreling at her without a care for the odd stares from the various people around you. She gawks, flustered; her golden eyes grow wide at how shamelessly playful you are. You remind her of an overexcited bake-danuki — one of the mischievous few she brings fruit in Chinju Forest — and it's only by instinct she manages to catch you when you practically throw yourself into her arms.
"Shit!"
Her entire face is aflame, but unfortunately, physics doesn't give a damn about her flustered state and the both of you nearly tumble to the ground with how quickly you'd run at her. With a strong beat of her wings, appearing at her back without ceremony and a gust of wind, she manages to save both of you from the unforgiving stone and she rebalances herself, arms hooked beneath your thighs. She huffs out your name in annoyance, which doesn't last long with your voice in her ear.
"Hii," you say, giving her a squeeze for good measure. After, you're ready to let go and she's somehow grateful for it, and yet reluctant to let go. Nevertheless, she sets you down on the ground and straightens her clothes.
"Hello," she says, face still warm. She clears her throat, trying to ignore the stares around her. "I thought I told you to wait for me outside."
"We are outside," you point out with a little head-tilt, sporting a faux-innocent smile. She inwardly curses and fights the urge to pinch the bridge of her nose.
"I meant, outside the compound."
"Oohh." You purposely ring out the vowel, looking as apologetic as possible. "Well.. I'm here now. Shall we go?"
She sighs. Behind her, a Yoriki politely clears her throat and when she turns, she can see the smirk the older woman is hiding. The other soldiers are either pointedly looking elsewhere or gawking at your behavior.
"General?"
"Yes, of course," she nods, focused on her job and not the big puppy-eyes you're sporting as you cling onto her arm, and definitely not on the way her face is turning as red as her mask.
Raiden Ei
I'm going to preface this by saying; Ei would be pleasantly surprised you're treating her with such casual air in the first place. Like, sure, you're close but she's not used to this kind of relationship — aside from the Traveler and Yae Miko. The people of Inazuma either respect or fear the Electro Archon too much, but not you: you've always treated her a friend. That said, it's not always Ei that is present as the Raiden Shogun. She may be preoccupied in her own mind, meditating over Inazuma's future while the Puppet Shogun deals with everyday tasks.
It's not often the Raiden Shogun is seen outside Tenshukaku, even after the Sukoku Decree ended and Inazuma opened her borders once more. One might very rarely catch sight of her with one of her close companions, strolling through the markets with a rather serene smile and a bottle of dango milk in one hand. Still, the tense atmosphere her overpowering presence brings to the citizens has her hiding from the public most of the time, occasionally donning a veiled hat that does nothing to hide her easily recognizable hair — who else has a purple plaid nearly the length of their entire body?
At any rate, seeing her on your stroll through Chinju Forest, you may have forgotten yourself in the moment. Too excited to see her, perhaps; whatever the reason, you'd failed to pick up what would normally be obvious to you within seconds. As you ran to her, you called out her name — her true name, Ei — and not to your knowledge, she turned to the sound rather than the words.
It's only then that you realize two things. One; Engulfing Lightning, her naginata and the Shogun's favored weapon, is in her hands and pointed rather dangerously in your direction, and Two; her amethyst eyes lack that certain spark of life Ei brought to their shared body, and they narrow at your fast approach.
These things, of course, you realize far too late — nearly tumbling downhill as you are — and you prepare to simply drop and eat dirt to avoid the sharp, pointy weapon when there's a flash in the Shogun's eyes and your world warps around you.
"Oof!"
Instead of the cold ground, you collide into something sturdy yet soft, the warmth contrast to the cool air of the forest. Ei calls out your name in a hushed voice, her arms tightening around you in an embrace.
"What were you thinking, running at the Shogun like that?" She scolds in that same hushed manner, her cheek against your temple.
Sheepishly, you detach yourself so you could look her in the eye and properly apologize. "Sorry, I was just happy to see you!"
She watches you, flashes of worry in the purple gleam of her eyes. Then, she shakes her head and sighs a little.
"Please, be more careful. The Shogun cannot read your intent as clearly as I can."
You beam despite the situation. "Well, my intent is only to dote on you as much as I can. Maybe you should tell her that."
Now normally, Ei could hide her blushes behind the puppet's artificial skin. But here, the rosy colour on her cheeks is unmistakable, matching the skies of the Plane of Euthymia. The sight is absolutely worth nearly getting mauled for.
Arlecchino
Surprise! I had this image in my head so I made an attempt. Arlecchino is a bit of a hit and miss to write for, depending on your personal headcanons. Regardless, we all know she does care, in her own way.
Most people politely step out of her way as soon as they so much as hear the clacking of her heels. All it takes is a single glance. She'd even seen a lower ranked Fatui soldier vault over a table, specifically to avoid gaining her ire for slowing her down. It had amused her children so much, even Lynette couldn't quite keep her face neutral — a smile cracking through, especially at Lyney's snickering. At least he attempted to hide it behind a cough.
All that to say, she's quite impressed her aura of intimidation has zero effect on you. True enough, you are her significant other; fear is a feeling she'd rather not stir in you particularly. An exception, in both cases. However, she has to draw the limit somewhere.
It's one thing to give and receive affections to each other in private, but in the middle of the Court of Fontaine? Anyone else would be reduced to a pile of ash at this point. Anyone but you.
She sighs after she catches you, sensing your presence and intent the moment your pace increased behind her. And yes, she could've side-stepped and spared herself the humiliation, but then you'd be eating pavement and that seemed like the less favorable outcome.
She endures the overly excited smooch on her cheek, still holding you until you're actually prepared to land on your feet again, except you're nuzzling your face into her now like an affectionate cat and — really?
Arlecchino pries you away by the back of your neck, the tips of her nails intentionally digging just a little into your skin. "Dearest," she starts in a saccharine voice, "I'm working."
The innocent look you give her raises her eyebrow a tick, but you still end up with your feet on solid ground again, and the hand moves to cup your chin instead. She lets the touch linger a moment, enjoying the sight of your eyes gazing into her own without an ounce of fear. A smile tugs on her lips then, and she has to clear her throat to regain her neutrality. She can enjoy your presence much better once work is done.
Skirk
Surprise #2! I only added Skirk because of a single line in this entire bit and you'll probably guess which one. Anyway, another lady unused to affection. I feel like that's a trend here.
She freezes up. It's likely the sound of her entering your room that alerted you to her presence before she'd even uttered a greeting in your direction, and every muscle in her body tenses when you've suddenly turned and jumped right at her. Your arms are thrown around her shoulders with an affectionate squeeze, her name uttered in a elated greeting.
It's warm, too warm; she isn't used to embraces, not in the short time she's known people friendly enough to give them. The most physical touch she receives is when she's wrestling an opponent should her blade fail, or when she's throwing Childe through a portal like a ragdoll. When is the last time she's received and returned a hug?
There's not much time to ponder such things as you quickly let go again, no doubt feeling the tense raise of her shoulders and hearing the sharp intake of breath. You sheepishly smile and avert your eyes, hands lingering on her arms until they slide down to interwine with her hands. A much more preferred touch for her, less constricting and yet grounding all the same. She lets out that breath she didn't realize she'd been holding, and nods — perhaps a bit too curtly given your relationship.
"Sorry," you say softly, but she shakes her head.
"It's alright," she says, forcing herself to relax in your presence with a subtle roll of her shoulders. "I.. missed you too."
There's a certain hesitance in admitting a weakness like that, but the dazzling smile you give when your gaze returns to her is absolutely worth it.
(Happy New Year everyone! I hope all your resolutions come true and that you have a great New Year with your loved ones! Enjoy this, should I do a part 2 with the characters I have left?)
Tartaglia
Childe would invite you to spend New Year's with his family at Snezhnaya. He would want you to experience the warmth of his home, despite the cold outside.
His siblings would be excited to meet you and would share laughs as Childe tries to cook something special (and probably needs help).
At midnight, he would take you outside to watch the snow fall under the lights of the lanterns, holding you close as he whispers, "Making you happy is my greatest achievement this year and all those to come."
Diluc
Diluc would prefer an intimate celebration at Dawn Winery. He would prepare an elegant dinner with fresh ingredients from the region, serving specially selected wine from his cellar.
At midnight, he would take you out onto the balcony to watch the fireworks that the Knights of Favonius organize in the city.
Though he doesn't say it openly, he would make a toast with you, his words laden with sincerity and affection. "To you, and to all the good things that await us this year."
Kaeya
Kaeya would insist on taking you to a party at the tavern. He would want you to enjoy the lively atmosphere and laughter.
Just before midnight, he would pull you away from the hustle and bustle to walk together under the moonlight. "I want to start the year with you by my side," he would tell you with his charming smile.
He would probably steal a kiss from you just as the clock strikes twelve.
Venti
Venti would host an outdoor celebration, complete with music and poetry. He would bring his lyre to play songs as the wind carries his melody throughout Mondstadt.
He would dedicate an improvised ballad to you, telling of the special moments you've shared.
At midnight, he would take your hand and dance under the starry sky.
Albedo
Albedo would prefer a quiet celebration at Dragonspine, showing you the wonders of the winter landscape. He would prepare a warm spot in his lab spot to share a simple yet special dinner.
As a gift, he would give you a painting he made especially for you, capturing a meaningful moment you two shared during the year.
At midnight, as the aurora lights up the sky, he would tell you, “The time we shared is a masterpiece I don’t want to stop painting.”
Rosaria
Rosaria wouldn't be the type to celebrate loudly, but she'd agree to spend New Year's with you if it meant some quiet time.
She'd probably take you to church to light candles and reflect on the year that's passed. Afterward, she'd invite you to walk the silent streets under the snow.
At midnight, as the world seems to freeze in stillness, she'd look at you softly. "I'm not good with words, but you make every day worthwhile."
Razor
Razor would prefer something simple but meaningful. He would take you into the woods of Wolvendom, where he would light a small fire to keep you both warm.
He would share roast meat with you and talk about how he sees the new year as just another cycle in nature.
At midnight, with a shy smile, he would say, "Thank you for being my lupical. I will always take care of you."
Barbara
Barbara would host a quiet evening at the cathedral, singing a special song for you as candles lit the place.
Afterwards, you would walk together through Mondstadt decorated for the occasion, enjoying sweets and watching the fireworks from a nearby hill.
At midnight, with rosy cheeks, she would take your hand. "I promise that this year I will sing more songs that make you happy."
Eula
Eula would take you out to a fancy dinner, making sure everything is perfect for you. Even though she might not admit it openly, New Year's is a chance to show you how much she values you.
Afterwards, she would take you ice skating under the starlight, gently guiding you even though her face shows a slight shyness.
At midnight, she would look directly at you and say firmly, "This year, I want to give you back all the happiness you've given me."
Zhongli
Zhongli would plan a traditional celebration in a quiet place, such as the lantern-lit harbor. He would make a special tea and tell you stories about the ancient New Year traditions in Liyue.
He would hold a small ceremony, writing wishes on red paper and burning them so that the smoke would carry his words to the heavens.
At the stroke of midnight, he would take your hand and look deeply into your eyes. “Thank you for being my companion on this long road.”
Xiao
Xiao wouldn't be quite sure how to celebrate, but he would agree to spend the New Year with you because he values your company more than he admits.
He would take you to a high place, like the Wangshu Inn, so you could enjoy the fireworks away from the noise.
Even though he might not be the most expressive, his actions would speak for him. "I will protect you this year, as I have done so far," he would say with a slight smile.
Keqing
Keqing would be busy organizing events in Liyue, but she would find time to spend the night with you.
She would take you around the lantern-lit streets and buy little lucky charms to share with you.
At midnight, she would allow herself to relax and confess to you how much she values your support. “This year will be better because you are by my side.”
Chongyun
Chongyun would invite you to spend a New Year filled with quiet activities to avoid getting emotionally overheated. Maybe he'd take you to a serene place near Liyue where you could enjoy the winter scenery.
He'd make you a refreshing dessert to share, probably something he learned especially for you.
At midnight, though shy, he'd take your hand and look at you with sincerity. "I hope this year we'll continue to share moments like this… with you everything feels more balanced."
Yanfei
Yanfei, ever practical, would make sure you had everything ready to start the new year off right, even checking your contracts or reminding you to burn incense for good fortune.
You would spend the night wandering around Liyue Harbor, enjoying the fireworks and eating street snacks.
At midnight, she would give you a small amulet she made herself and smile at you. “It’s so that justice and happiness will always accompany you this year.”
Beidou
Beidou would host a party aboard the ship, inviting her crew and close friends. The night would be filled with laughter, stories, and songs as they sailed under the stars.
SHe would challenge you to a friendly drinking competition, but she would also make sure you were comfortable and happy.
At midnight, as fireworks lit up the sky, she would take you to the bow of the ship, wrapping you in her cloak. "With each passing year, I have more reasons to love you!"
Kamisato Ayato
Ayato would host a fancy dinner party at the Kamisato Mansion, making sure everything was perfect. He would invite Ayaka over for some family time before she retired so Ayato could be alone with you.
At midnight, he would take you out to the garden to enjoy a private fireworks display organized by the Yashiro Commission.
He would gently hold your hand and whisper, “I hope this year brings us both peace and happiness.”
Thoma
Thoma would surprise you with a warm and cozy celebration. He would cook your favorite dishes and decorate your house with Christmas decorations (even though it's not Christmas anymore) and handmade garlands.
He would insist on writing wishes for the coming year together, placing them on a decorated tree.
When midnight comes, he would hug you tenderly and thank you for making his life brighter.
Kaedehara Kazuha
Kazuha would prefer a quiet, poetic celebration. He would take you to a cliff where you can watch the sea lit up by fireworks.
He would bring a haiku he wrote especially for you, giving it to you as a gift.
As the sea breeze caresses your face, he would hold you close and whisper, "The wind will guide us to new horizons together."
Raiden Ei
Ei is not used to festivities, but she would strive to understand the importance of the New Year to you. She would take you to the plane of Euthymia for a quiet, private moment.
She would prepare a tea ceremony, practicing diligently so that everything would be perfect. As you share the tea, she would talk about what it means to her to have you in her life.
At midnight, she would take your hand and promise to protect the time you share, saying, "You are a constant light in my eternity."
Arataki Itto
Itto would host a boisterous celebration with his gang members, insisting that New Year's must be an unforgettable party.
He'd set up ridiculous games and challenges for everyone, making sure you'd have fun (though he'd probably take winning too seriously).
At midnight, he'd pull everyone aside and take you to a quiet corner. "Hey, you're the reason this year was the best of my life! Let's smash it together this year too!"
Kuki Shinobu
Shinobu would make sure Itto didn't go overboard, but she would also find time to celebrate with you in her own way.
She would probably take you to a nearby shrine to make wishes for the coming year, helping you write them down on little ema wooden tablets.
At the end of the night, as you two walked home, she would say something like, "Thank you for being my constant amidst all the chaos. I'm sure this year will be amazing because you'll be with me."
Alhaitham
Alhaitham would plan a relaxing evening at home, reading and sharing your favorite books. He would make an effort to cook something special, though he might ask for help if he's unsure of his culinary skills.
At midnight, he would make a simple but honest toast, saying something like, "A new year of learning and growing together."
Although he may be reserved, he would show you his affection with small gestures, like lacing his fingers with yours while you talk.
Cyno
Cyno would propose a New Year filled with games and pranks. Maybe he would even invent a TCG to celebrate the occasion.
Just before midnight, he would look at you with a mix of seriousness and affection, promising that he will always be there to protect you.
Although he is someone who is reserved with his emotions, his actions would show how much he values you.
Tighnari
Tighnari would prefer a quiet celebration in nature, taking you to a special corner of the Avidya forest to gaze at the stars.
He would share with you curiosities about how plants react to the change of year, showing you night-blooming flowers that only open at this time.
As midnight came, he would wrap you in a warm blanket and say, "Though nature's cycles change, my affection for you remains constant."
Neuvillette
Neuvillette would prepare a serene evening in his home, where you can enjoy the tranquility of the water flowing nearby. He would serve you an exquisite tea accompanied by traditional sweets.
At midnight, he would take you to the balcony to watch the lights reflecting in Fontaine water.
He would dedicate to you some soft but meaningful words. "The flow of time seems more bearable when I am with you."
Wriothesley
Wriothesley would arrange something more relaxed but full of detail. Perhaps a walk through the less cold areas of Fontaine or a dinner prepared with simple but well-crafted ingredients
He would surprise you with a small gift, something meaningful that shows how well he knows you.
At midnight, he would hold you tightly, whispering in your ear: "You are the best of this and every year."
Lyney
Lyney would make the New Year an unforgettable spectacle, organizing a private magic show just for you. Each trick would be filled with little details that represent his affection.
He would surprise you with a gift hidden in one of his tricks, perhaps a necklace or a handwritten letter with his deepest thoughts.
When the clock strikes twelve, he would gently take your hands and say, "With you, every year seems like a magical act of fate."
Furina
Furina would turn New Year's into a dramatic, extravagant event. She would throw a themed party in her (and your) honor, making sure everything was perfect.
She would insist that you both dress in fancy outfits, saying that you both must be the center of attention.
At midnight, when fireworks light up Fontaine, she would take your face in her hands and say, "See? We are the brightest couple of this year and of all those to come."
Here is my masterlist, in case you are interested in any more of my work or want to send me a request, they're opened and would help me so much! <3
Do you have any modern au ideas for other characters? Ones I’d specifically be interested in are Eula and Ganyu. Or maybe Ei and Yae? Or whoever you like honestly your writing is great
Aww thank you so much!!! :o I have thought a fair deal about modern versions of the last three, but nothing about Eula—until now! So thank you for the lovely idea mwa mwa mwa
Modern Genshin Girlies x Reader - feat. Eula, Ganyu, Ei, and Yae Miko
- Eula -
Since her backstory involving her clan is a little impossible to translate directly to a modern AU, seeing as having a marred family history in that kinda way is so commonplace, I'm going to switch it to something that still (hopefully) gets the heart of it across—a relative that's an across-the-board hated politician. And, of course, they share the same, incredibly rare last name, so everyone clocks that they are related and shits on her for it so bad. She can't even try to make friends because the second she talks to someone, people are already whipping out their phones and gossiping with one another, blasting her every move.
Naturally, this messes her up a lot. She feels the need to be the definition of perfection and elegance every waking second, because everyone's watching all. The. Time. She can't eat messily without eyes on her. She can't trip without phones clicking and posting it on social media at every possible angle. Eula literally cannot be a human being without being publicly mocked for it and it's eating her alive from the inside out.
So, like any other social outcast in the modern age, she turns to video games. Of course. The exact genre doesn't matter too much to her, although she does heavily enjoy both the action side of things as well as romantic visual novels. It's just about the humanity of it all. Sure, she isn't delusional; she knows full well that the companions on the other side of the screen are either not real or—in the case of co-op content—people who'd turn on her in a heartbeat if they knew the truth, but even then... This is all that she's got. Nobody knows the sins passed onto her like shitty hand-me-downs here, and if things go as planned, they never will.
This heavy dependency on non-fiction media for socializing is also the origin of her... unique way of talking. Chuuni Eula superiority!
Cut to one of her many game night seshes going ham on some open world RPG she's particularly fond of. Most days, she doesn't even touch the co-op option, but now that a limited-time event is going on? You better believe she's teaming up with people left and right just to try and get all the various free goodies day one. This is where you come in. See, not many people are willing to stay teamed up with her for long (even with the anonymity) because she's so goddamn weird. So weird. When she meets you, though, she finds you're not like that at all. You always give her the time of day, even long after the event is over. Heck, you even like to play along with her roleplay shenanigans from time to time!
You're special to her. So, so special. And that's why she tries so hard to doll herself up with silly nerdspeak, why she's constantly throwing in emoticons and throwing out punctuation that she worries might make you misconstrue her as genuinely angry when she's not. Now that she's gotten used to you being there when she logs in every day, she can't go back to the way things were before. She just can't.
Except, you're way friendlier than even she gave you credit for. When she goes to log in the next day, her heart starts racing like a startled horse at the sight of something peculiar—another username, but instead of it being your in-game alias, it's the one you use for Discord. You want to call her. Of course, that should be an absolute no-go (what if you somehow recognize her voice), but... if she refuses, will you stop talking to her?
A friend request comes in on your end. You accept it right away.
She keeps herself muted the first time you two wind up in a call together, claiming to still be recovering from some generic illness. Thankfully, you accept the excuse without a second thought and are perfectly fine with chattering away while she stays on mute and just listens. God do you sound so nice. When's the last time she's had someone be this accepting of her, other than customer service workers who didn't hear her full name to know any better? It's terrifying, honestly, but it feels amazing. Euphoric, even.
As the days pass by, her excuse grows stale. You start moving past generic wishing her wells and into deeper levels of concern over her health, and she just can't bring herself to keep worrying you like this. And so, the next time that good old call-starting melody rings out, it's without the shield of the mute icon protecting her.
Thank God you don't clock who she is right away like she feared. Instead, she hears an adorably elated gasp from the other end of the screen as you overflow with gratefulness that she's finally recovered. She even hears you say that you wouldn't have ever been able to guess she'd been so sick, not with how pretty and smooth her voice sounds. It's a good thing you're not here to see how red her face got from that one.
Over the next few months, the relationship slowly blossoms. You two have gotten so accustomed to each other's presence by this point that y'all talk about literally everything. From what you had for breakfast to the nights where neither of you can seem to rest, you're practically glued to one another every hour of every day.
Maybe that's why she slipped up. She grew comfortable with you—too comfortable. And now she's paying the price.
It was supposed to be just another innocent picture of her meal, the same way all the others you've mutually shared in the past have been. The way you responded so casually to her almost allows her to believe that's all it was and carry on with her day as if nothing happened. But she sees it. Her full name in frame, clear as day. God, why did she have to be so careless? All these moments of bliss, the ingraining of one another into your daily routines so intensely that you talked more than most married couples, and she doxxes herself. Over a photo of pizza of all things.
Still... you don't seem to be treating her any differently. It's not because you didn't see it—she knows you had to have seen it—so is it that you actually accept her for who she is? Even the thought alone sounds so ludicrous that she nearly denies the possibility altogether. But... why else would you still act so friendly to her? She knows you well enough to read your signs of discomfort at this point, and she can confidently say that there are none.
A week later, she gets an answer.
Like any other day, you two are busy yammering away in a call with each other. It's been so long that she even starts letting her guard down, feeling almost like everything's the same as before, when—
"There's something I've been wanting to talk about..."
And here it is. The moment you inevitably reject her for good and leave her to rot as an antisocial corpse all alone in her gaming chair, no one left to yap or laugh or cry with but herself. She tenses up, bracing for impact.
"This is going to sound creepy, I know, but I accidentally saw your name in one of the photos you sent a bit ago and I'm pretty sure we live in the same area. If I'm right, then would you maybe want to meet up sometime? I live over by..."
She swears her heart stopped beating for a second. You want to actually meet her??? You're willing to be seen with her in public??? What??? It takes her forever to collect herself enough to respond, but when she does, a faint sniffle carries over through her mic.
"I would love to."
- Ganyu -
Ganyu's one I could see going quite a few ways depending on the exact type of job position she ends up with. While I do love imagining her in a secretary role and wearing one of those really pretty black and white office outfits, I also find the idea of her working at a nonprofit that's centered around helping those in need really endearing. She's totally the kind of sweetheart who would be willing to overwork herself for a low-paying job, all with a smile on her face from knowing that she's giving back to her community.
The unfortunate thing is that, in reality, people like her aren't treated fairly. Not even remotely. Cruel individuals see people like her and use them, overwork them, and all while talking down to them as if they aren't the ones actually carrying the organization singlehandedly on their back. It's horrible, so much so that it nearly crushes her ideology of being willing to give her best for the sake of those less fortunate altogether—except it doesn't. Yes, largely due to her own strength and ability to persevere in hard times, but also because of you.
You're one of the few coworkers that both pays attention to her and actually does so with her well-being in mind. It may be true that you can't save her from the higher-ups' nagging and berating, but hey, you can still be there for her when she hides in the break room to cry over it afterwards. It's honestly her lifeline. After all, the entire reason she's suffering like this is to try and help goodhearted people like you; bad actors like her boss, then, shouldn't dissuade her from such selfless acts.
Except... she's breaking.
You watch it happen in real time. The way the bags under her eyes keep sinking further and further down into her skin. The way that she's always got a coffee cup pressed to her lip between tasks and, on the rare day that there is none, her body wobbles back and forth uncertainly, as if on the brink of losing consciousness altogether.
You try your best to intervene—encouraging her to take all of her breaks, even once suggesting that maybe this place isn't worth her time and how you're sure she could land a job elsewhere if she really wanted to. But she doesn't listen. Every single time, without fail, she looks up at you with that fragile, warm smile of hers and tells you that it's okay. She just hasn't been sleeping well and, once the weekend rolls around for her to catch up, she'll return good as new. She never does.
Of course, there's only so much of abusing her body and mind that she can take, and she finds that out the hard way. Literally, because she straight up collapses onto the floor in the middle of a meeting. When she wakes up, she finds her head snuggled right in your lap. The stare you're giving her alone is more than enough for her to know what's coming next.
"Ganyu, you can't keep doing this to yourself."
She knows. She knows. But her lips move on their own to retort you anyway—half out of habit, half pure fear.
"But what about our clients? They need our help. I can't just abandon them."
"And what about you? Even if you want to, you can't afford to keep sacrificing yourself for the sake of others. The only way that you can help others is by taking care of yourself first and foremost."
God she knows, she knows. She always has deep down. How could she accept that, though, when everyone else around her has wanted the exact opposite her entire life? It was always about them and what they need and what she was supposed to do for them. Even when others have said kind things like to take care of herself, they've never really meant it. They just wanted her pain to be less obvious; that way, they wouldn't have to feel guilty about leeching off of her.
And even if you do really mean it, since knowing you, you might... that's almost worse, because the thought alone makes her want to cling onto you. And yet, listening to your advice would mean leaving you behind. How cruel fate is. She forces a smile.
"It's okay. Really. I'm feeling better already thanks to you being here, so you don't have to worry about me."
You take a few seconds to reply, but when you do, her heart stops.
"About that... I actually just gave my two week's notice earlier. You should, too."
"Huh?" The sound leaves her lips like the wheeze after a punch right to the gut. Her stomach even aches the same. She'd been so caught up in her own troubles, her own inability to keep up with the soul-crushing tempo this job demands out of her, that she hadn't even considered the possibility that you wouldn't be able to handle it either. That you would choose to take care of yourself and leave this toxic environment.
She's so, so selfish. Why else does she start crying at the thought of you leaving her behind, despite knowing that this is what's best for you?
In the end, she submits her resignation letter.
As she clocks out and leaves the building, she finds herself staring emptily into the sky. Logically, she knows she should feel relieved at the weight being lifted off her shoulders, but she doesn't. She just feels... lost. That is, until you call out to her and break her out of her daze with that dazzling smile of yours she's going to miss so very much.
"You did the right thing."
"I... I'm not sure about that, but thank you." Her lips curl to match yours.
"You did. I promise. Oh, and by the way, I wanted to give you something." You pull out a folded notepad from your pocket and slot it into her hand. "There's my number. Message me whenever you're free so we can set up a time and place to hang out, okay? Only if you want to, of course—"
"I do!"
She blushes. Oh, why does she have to be so awkward? Thankfully, you don't seem to mind too much.
"Good. Then I'll see you soon."
When she finally returns to her humble apartment, she all but collapses onto the floor once again—only this time with her consciousness hopelessly intact. In retrospect, all of her angsting over how either of you quitting would mean never seeing each other again felt so silly. You really did like her, after all, and not just her work ethic.
Which is perfect, because she likes you just as much—no, even more.
- Ei -
Maladaptive daydreamer Ei my beloved... I must use this opportunity so graciously bestowed upon me to resurrect you. Also sorry this part be so angsty/borderline horror qwq I can never help myself with Ei content (T^T)
Your story first starts when you were all children—you, Ei, and Makoto. The three of you held a bond so tight and eternal that, if it weren't for the twins' distinctive hair, you could easily be confused as all part of one giant triplet trio; even with that identifying detail, though, you still often got lumped in with them purely out of how blatant your attachments to each other were to everyone around you.
You all loved talking about the future together. Dreams about what each of you would become. Makoto first wanted to be a superhero, but quickly switched gears once she asked her parents too many questions and figured out the unviability of that path. After that, she decided that a politician role would work just fine. Ei decided to become her future bodyguard, to no one's surprise; even with her tiny frame, she'd always been the sort to pounce into action the moment a whiff of danger hit her nostrils.
Perhaps that's why she never managed to recover from the accident. The one time she lunged to her sister's defense too late to do anything but watch in high definition as her other half turned into nothing more than a husk of a human being.
You wanted with all of your heart to help, to do something—anything—to drag Ei outside of the shell she sunk herself into after that fateful day. But what were you to do? You were just a kid. You all were. And so, when your parents cautiously sat you down at the dinner table some weeks later and broke the news that you all were leaving this cursed town of yours to start life anew, all you could do was nod and silently accept it. Accept that you, too, were now abandoning her during the time she needs you most.
She, on the other hand, didn't react at all.
There wasn't much she did after that day, honestly, despite her parents' great efforts to coax her into some semblance of a normal life. She would just... sit there. Her eyes would flicker from side to side occasionally, but even then, she was never looking at them, or anything that existed in reality for that matter. That blurry, unfocused gaze of hers was always set on some other dimension nobody else was privy to, a place and time where everything was different. Okay. Maybe even happy, if the occasional curvatures of her lips were anything to go off of. The one thing it never managed to be was real. Never that.
Her parents hoped that age and enough rounds of therapy would change things somehow. They thought that, perhaps, time would be enough to heal that gaping wound of hers. The opposite happened. The more and more years that went by, the harder it hit her that you both were gone. Knowing how she couldn't save her sister already ate away at her like ever-growing infected flesh, but once she truly processed that you were gone? It obliterated her. How was she supposed to smile and go to school and pretend like everything was okay when you weren't there? What if you got hurt? What if you were already hurt? What if you—
Stop. She had to stop thinking. And so, she did.
Giggling enters her ears. She aims her gaze downwards at the floor, littered with toys and trinkets and two children. You and Makoto are huddling over some picture book you've been obsessed with lately—something about nature? You turn the page with a smile.
"That's a monarch! Isn't it pretty?"
Makoto gasps with childlike wonder at the sight, but Ei's too far to see it. She's always too far to see it. Before she can make her way over and grasp at the page herself, it's already gone. Changed into something different, redder, splotchier.
"And this is a cr■■■n ■■■■■..."
Why are her ears ringing? Why can't she make out the words you're saying? Please, she wants to hear them again so bad, please ■■■■■, please say it again. She can't hear you. She can't hear you.
The butterflies soar off the pages and onto her throat. Into her throat. She's drowning in them and their wings are splattering their red liquid all over her and she knows the stains won't come out because she's tried already and she knows that no amount of water will make her clean.
No amount of water will make her clean.
No amount of water will make her clean.
No amount of water will make her clean.
No amount of time will make her clean.
No amount of repetitions will make her clean.
No amount of water will make her clean.
No amount of waiting will make her clean.
No amount of praying will make her clean.
No amount of saving her will make it past this dream.
No amount of saving you will make you come back.
She's alone.
Giggling enters her ears.
She lifts her gaze up towards the butterfly that's made its way onto her wrist. It doesn't hurt this time. It's not red. It's not even a butterfly.
It's you.
It's... you?
But you don't look anything like the child sitting on the floor, flipping pages of a book that gets blurrier by the day. No, the person she sees in front of her is from another dream entirely—yours. She sees you in that work uniform you always mention whenever the topic of the future comes up, all grown and mature and nothing like the child you actually are. You give her a strange smile she's never seen you wear before.
"I'm back, Ei."
She doesn't know whether to believe you or not.
- Yae Miko -
Okay, I love love love making modern Yae a certified mean girl. Buuuuut since I've posted a little about that version of her, I wanna talk first about the exact opposite—nerdy Yae Miko!!!!!
I've never really explored all that much on this blog who Yae was before the character growth off-screen that made her the mature, conniving woman she is, but just know I've thought about her. A lot. Which is good because, in a modern AU, that younger version of her translates really well into the stereotypical geeky high schooler who hasn't quite figured out how to get their acne under control. Or how to eat without a bunch of food bits getting stuck in her braces. Or anything, really. She's a mess, but a super cute one!
Of course, the fact that she's also a total bookworm doesn't help her case. It's not that she's introverted like many with similar interests are—the opposite, actually—but she loves a good story to help pass the time. School's just far too boring, don't you think? Fantasy novels, on the other hand...
So, it's only natural that you two first cross paths in the school library! You're looking for a book to read and accidentally brush hands with her, prompting her to offer sharing it with you. Without a second thought, you nod, expecting her to propose some sort of hot potato where one of you'd read a couple of chapters before handing it over to the other. Nah. The instant you agree, she latches her arm right under yours, drags you to her designated corner, and plops you right down beside her.
What follows is pretty much a carbon copy of the DDLC Yuri scene. Only, she's not the least bit shy about curling up to you and brushing shoulders; you are.
It's true that you've seen her around from time to time, but you had never gotten the chance to really look at her up close like this. Her hair, her eyes, that charming smile of hers... Even with all the aches and awkwardness that naturally come with this stage of life, she still manages to retain this air of sophistication like none you've ever felt before. So much so that you find yourself forgetting what you came here for—much to your companion's amusement.
"As much as I appreciate the attention, I don't think you can read and stare at my face at the same time."
"O-oh, right. Sorry."
The bad news is, there's only so much time before classes start back up again and you're forced to part ways with your newfound crush. The good news? You've still got a long, long way to go before completing that book of yours, and she's more than happy to keep meeting up with you however many times it takes to do just that.
This routine of yours quickly becomes something of a tradition between you two, even well after that specific story's last page was turned. First within the confines of the library's walls, then those of the school's cafeteria, until you don't even need the pretense of school at all to be snuggled up by each other's side.
Time skip to a few years down the line. In the blink of an eye, Yae Miko's somehow transformed all the way from the girl you once knew—mouth riddled to the brim with metal and occasional voice cracks—to the elegant yet bold woman we all know and love. Her job position's slightly different, this time solely being a businesswoman in charge of running a popular bookstore rather than a shrine maiden, but don't worry. She's just as much of a baddie as always, even down to her fashion sense. Yae in a suit supremacy!!!!!!!!!!
I gotta say. You REALLY lucked out with marrying her. Not only do you get the pride of knowing you won over the heart of the prettiest girl in town, but you also have a ton of freedom to pursue whatever goals of yours you wish to accomplish by virtue of her being hella rich! Whether it's an intensive college degree or a simple, domestic home life with her, she'll support you all the way.
Just don't let your guard down too much... After all, she's still a prankster at heart :p
Ok so i might have an ask now. I really want to be sandwiched between yae miko and ei. (Maybe a bit of bondage)
-🌹 anon
🪻 ei + reader + miko 🌸
warnings: smut (mdni), wlw content, fem!reader x ei x miko, threesome, miko/ei are switches, bondage (r!receiving), vibrator usage, sloppy makeouts, slight nipple play, orgasm denial
a/n: a bit short, and this ask was from months ago, but tada
miko giggles, flashing her sharp canines up at you as she secures the last knot on your thigh, lightly nipping your skin. "how does that feel?" she coos, swiping her hand sensually up your body as she rises.
"feels good." you hum. behind you, ei toys with the vibrator, checking on the speeds curiously. as you try to turn your neck to face her, miko's clawed fingers grab your chin, keeping your gaze on her.
"ah, ah, no peeking. ei are you almost ready?" she glances past you, smiling at ei's little nod.
"ready." ei's rougher hands brush your hips, parting your thighs as much as the rope would allow. "let me know if it hurts and i'll go slower." her breath brushes your ear, prompting a shaky nod from you.
miko keeps your eyes on her, nails piercing your skin slightly as she watches ei slide the silicone into you as your face scrunches up. she delights in how your thighs shake and wetness is evident on ei's fingers. "such a good girl for us, hm?" miko hums. she opens her mouth to continue before ei huffs.
"enough, miko. your voice is drowning her out." ei snaps, watching miko's ears fold back, though she quiets down nonetheless.
ei slides her thumb over your clit gently, running her hand over your pussy, across your entrance where the toy was fit snugly. "good". she sneaks a chaste kiss onto your cheek, her bare chest pressing into your back as miko slides in front of you.
ei slowly turns the vibration speed on, watching you squirm between the two women. miko grins, watching ei's generally stoic lips quirk up slightly.
miko leans her head towards ei, nipping at her lip while your head falls forward onto miko's bare shoulder. your hips grind against nothing as the women kiss above your head, the filthy noises reaching your ears.
you can hear ei whimper softly as miko takes control, sliding her tongue into the archon's mouth, consuming her entirely.
someone's hand slides to toy with your nipples, pinching and pulling, and another to tease your clit. you strain against the ropes, your head tilting back against ei as she gasps for breath.
your moans grow in volume, signaling for ei to turn the vibration speed up, both women eyeing the sweat dripping down your body, yet before you're able to cum, it all stops.
"what- no, no! ei!" your head whips around, grabbed forcefully back by miko.
"you thought we'd let you cum? just like that?" her free hand covers her mouth.
"the night is young. there is plenty of time for pleasure. let us have our fun." ei urges. you curse both of them in your head, panting as your hips twitch.
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Loud incorrect buzzer for that anon's failed obvious rage bait! 🔊🔊
Anyways! What do you think Arle's size and shape down there? (I just know she's massive) And do you think her hair is trimmed? Shaved? Or an absolute rainforest? And do you think her hair is fully white or it also has Tufts of black and red like her hair???
Wild request but hey? I know we're all curious what's underneath there.
Yours truly, sane Arle fan
-🎐
in the light of recent events, i‘m sharing my dick headcanons on a few of my favorite hyv women and how they‘d handle you in bed <333
characters: arlecchino, mavuika, clorinde, raiden, feixiao, acheron x fem!reader
ALSO i started working on this prior to your ask so i thought i‘d just merge it together!
arlecchino
₊˚ପ⊹ a grower. is while soft around four inches long and can actually bring a proud length of seven to eight inches when she is hard as a rock for you <333
₊˚ପ⊹ her base is a bit thinner when compared to her shaft, with a slight curve upwards. perfect to hit every important spot inside of you!
₊˚ପ⊹ the black hair surrounding her base is always neatly trimmed along with the happy trail, she takes very good care of both <3
₊˚ପ⊹ carries the same gradient as the one on her arms, with a single arrow running along the downside of her dick
₊˚ପ⊹ she loves, loves, LOVES to feel herself grow hard inside of you, having you sit down on her when she still so so soft not as nearly as big as usual, making it easy to slip inside of your greedy pussy <3
₊˚ପ⊹ i don’t think this needs an explanation but she can’t even fit halfway inside when in her other form. the tummy bulge surely drives her fucking crazy, but a voice in the back of her mind would still be screaming at her to be gentle with you.
₊˚ପ⊹ but plead hard enough and she‘ll make sure to use your stretched out pussy as her own personal fleshlight.
₊˚ପ⊹ has a thing for watching her cum ooze out of your spent hole, she‘d often catch it with her fingers to stuff it back inside. wouldn‘t want to waste anything, right?
mavuika
₊˚ପ⊹ smaller than arle but a thick girl. she can never slip inside completely in one go, let alone without foreplay.
₊˚ପ⊹ a shower actually! her size doesn’t change a lot once hard, there also isn’t a noticeable curve in her shaft
₊˚ପ⊹ by the time she is done with preparing you with her fingers you‘re already a fucked out mess, your clit puffy and aching from how good she fingerfucked you
₊˚ପ⊹ a messy but clean rainforest!
₊˚ପ⊹ she has nightsoul tattoos running up her shaft. do i need to say more????
₊˚ପ⊹ her favorite position has got to be cowgirl, watching you carefully trying to sit down on her cock as you do your best to fit her in, tip already dripping with precum from watching her wife struggle on her dick <333
₊˚ପ⊹ the way she has to hold herself back when you take her into your mouth to restrain from facefucking you. her cock is just a bit too thick for your throat to take, she really don’t wants to hurt you :((((
₊˚ପ⊹ has INSANE stamina and i mean that with all my heart. riding her equals a gym workout.
₊˚ପ⊹ intentionally breeds you. (consensually ofc) just the THOUGHT about getting you pregnant and starting a family with you OH her clothes are GONE.
clorinde
₊˚ପ⊹ lengthy shower! more slim but what she lacks in thickness… eight inches definitely make up for it.
₊˚ପ⊹ has a really nice curve and is actually soso easy to get hard. the bare sight of you sitting naked in her lap or just a messy make out session get‘s her THROBBING.
₊˚ପ⊹ keeps her bush always shaved clean sadly💔 but happy trail is still up tho!
₊˚ପ⊹ tie her up and ride her for all she‘s worth. really. just do it. save a horse, ride a champion duelist.
₊˚ପ⊹ do with her as you please. that woman has literally no backbone when it comes to you.
₊˚ପ⊹ she‘d let you grind on her abs. yes. grind. right on her sixpack. cock dripping with precum as her hands are fixed above her head while she is forced to watch you drench her skin as you drag your pussy over the surface of her muscles UGHHHH
₊˚ପ⊹ i don’t think she‘d be much into breeding, mostly avoiding coming inside and rather wants to dump her load on your cunt instead. or tits. or face. or ass. anywhere.
raiden ei
₊˚ପ⊹ this one was a bit tricky because of her puppet body, but… she is customizable. short, thick, slim, long, curved, not curved, whatever you desire.
₊˚ପ⊹ if you want her to have a happy trail, she‘d upgrade the puppet with great pleasure. same thing with the option to dump her cum into you.
₊˚ପ⊹ oh my, she loves seeing you full of her cum. breeding aspect aside. watching the sticky fluid slowly drip out of you after pumping you full of her…. let her go for another round.
₊˚ପ⊹ yes, she‘d give you a replica of her dick. with the same customizable parts.
₊˚ପ⊹ loves to fuck your tits SO MUCH. no matter how big or small, you‘ll make it work. and her semen spread all over your pretty face<33
₊˚ପ⊹ oh wow mindgames in her plane of euthymia. she‘d totally not go all out there. TOTALLY NOT.
₊˚ପ⊹ tagteaming against you with miko WOW WHO SAID THAT???????
feixiao
₊˚ପ⊹ how do i put it…. a beast. that‘s what she is.
₊˚ପ⊹ length. thickness. she’s got it all. eight inches, ladies and gentlemen. and she‘ll make sure to fit it all the way inside.
₊˚ପ⊹ not curved but who gaf about that when she still manages to hit all your spots almost effortlessly
₊˚ପ⊹ RAINFOREST DICK. that bush is well cared for but she only ever trims it if gets a bit too long for her liking ngh
₊˚ପ⊹ will take extra care of the trail of hair up to her belly button if she sees you have a certain liking towards it
₊˚ପ⊹ pray for your pussy tho once this woman gets in heat. stamina is a foreign word to her. she will be mounting you like a starved wolf
₊˚ପ⊹ but she does come relatively easy on the other sides my, can you even keep all of her inside?
₊˚ପ⊹ just puts you into whatever position she pleases. literally anything. one moment your getting your ass fucked before you suddenly find yourself in a mating press with her tip bruising your cervix!
₊˚ପ⊹ tummy bulges and feixiao go hand in hand. she sometimes slides herself inside extra slowly to watch it appear <3
₊˚ପ⊹ unlike clorinde, she’d have you ride her abs in order to earn her dick. you may only let yourself down on her boner once her skin is covered in your slick
acheron
₊˚ପ⊹ feixiaos cockbuddy. only difference is that acheron is a grower! you‘re laughing until she grows to her full size. then it ain’t funny anymore.
₊˚ପ⊹ mmmmmh due to her roaming through the cosmos all the time, i don’t think she‘d put much care into he purple-white bush, other than cleaning it occasionally.
₊˚ପ⊹ so perfectly curved it has your eyes rolling into the back of your head at the first thrust. she doesn’t have to do anything other than just fuck inside of you.
₊˚ପ⊹ not a fan of condoms but also isn’t too hot on getting you pregnant so she prefers to cum outside, but the sight of her stuffed pussy isn’t something she‘d mind if it does happen somehow
₊˚ପ⊹ her dick grows the same red flower surface once she unsheathes her katana btw.
₊˚ପ⊹ would fuck you in the most banal places, most of them where you two could easily be caught by passerby’s, but she don’t got the time to worry about such stuff.
₊˚ପ⊹ that happy trail would be going crazy tho. like absolutely fucking lickable.
₊˚ପ⊹ big fan of throat fucking you. your gagging, those teary eyes, smeared makeup, drool-cum covered chin, my fucking god she‘d do anything to forever be buried inside your throat.
Hii, I got an idea of a reader who's very playful and loves to tease Ei Raiden. What would Raiden do if she'd had enough?
Can also be suggestive if you'd like
Reader is basically Yae Miko if genshin was rated 16+ lmfao
You're quite unpredictable. And to someone who values stasis above all, this poses a threat. A miniscule one in the grand scheme of things.
Your tricks are innocent for the most part. Poking Ei's cheek, flicking her bangs away from her face, persuading her into taking a different route home because you know for a fact that she can't resist the dango stall you'll come across... stuff like that
But you're really starting to push your luck. "Accidentally" leaving saucy erotica novels where she'll most definitely see them, "forgetting" to fully close the bathroom door while you're taking a shower, burying your undergarments amidst her own... you're not sneaky at all, you know that?
At last, Ei has enough. She's not the most patient when it comes to you and your sly tricks. So when you "innocently" bend over in front of her one day, she strikes.
You freeze when a familiar hand stills on your hip, acutely aware of the way your kimono has lifted to grant Ei a generous view of your ass. She leans down, her breath ghosting over your ear.
"These tricks of yours are not as astute as you think", she purrs, "are you so desperate for my attention that you must resort to such unbecoming rituals?"
You flutter your eyes innocently. "Do you not like them...?"
Ei's expression hardens. It's an attempt to hide the effect you've had on her. "Do not presume my desires. I want you just as much. But unlike you, I conduct my affairs in a much more... forward manner."
Wait until the sun sets. Then your ass is getting railed into next week
