puppycrime

Latest Posts by puppycrime

HI HI thanks for the tag !! fall out boy & panic!... i see u. taste

Brain Pain // Four Year Strong

Saccharine // Jazmin Bean

WiLDFiRE // fish narc

I Come With Knives // IAMX

Judas // Lady Gaga

Please Don’t Tell My Father That I Used His 1996 Honda Accord To Destroy The Town Of Willow Grove, Pennsylvania In 2002 // Pet Symmetry

R.I.P.D.I.Y. // Love Spread

Grace Kelly // MIKA

The Divine Zero // Pierce the Veil

Don’t Stop Me Now // Queen

tagging: i don’t rly know anyone here, so if you want to join in, consider yourself tagged ✌️

rules: we’re snooping in your playlist. put your entire music library on shuffle and list the first 10 songs and then choose 10 victims.

tagged by @whatmakesyouahero and @katyannasnowswift 2 tags I’m so honored thanks friends!!!

1. Better by Khalid

2. Whatever It Is by Zac Brown Band

3. Eastside by Benny Blanco, Halsey, and Khalid

4. Crazy In Love by Beyoncé and Jay-Z

5. Remind You by Andy Grammer

6. Best Friend by Sofi Tukker

7. Fear by X Ambassadors and Imagine Dragons

8. Sunday Morning by Maroon 5

9. Winter Wonderland/Here Comes Santa Claus Mashup by Snoop Dogg and Anna Kendrick

10. Drunk by Ed Sheeran

tagging @myheartisbro-ken, @the-gayest-dovah, @theolufem, @always-caffeinated-lesbian, @infartoomanyfandoms, @lucky1fancy4wolf, @ostropest, @cakeexplosion, @writerperson7, @sprqpointintern

🐺 › RAZOR

with hints of being trans

requested by anonymous

killshot anon! YEAH i totally agree w/ your view on kaeya. it's so weird to me that people will blame him for his role in a situation he was forced into as a child through no choice of his own. that itself had to be traumatic, not to mention everything that happened later. i hate when people say he's untrustworthy - like yeah, he's lied, so has everyone? it's clear he does it mostly to protect himself. not to mention that (& sadism) can be symptoms of trauma. kaeya deserves nothing but happiness

take a seat folks it’s time for a “brynn should’ve been an english major” lesson! today we’re gonna learn some literary theory; specifically, we’re gonna apply psychoanalytical trauma theory to kaeya’s backstory and current character. killshot anon i bet you never thought this would result in a whole ass essay.

disclaimer one! you are allowed to dislike kaeya! i am not saying you need to like him or his character, you’re entitled to your opinion and i’m not here to change your mind.

disclaimer two! i am in no way an expert and this is all for fun! this is just my silly little analysis of one of my favorite characters as someone who’s studied literary theory and rhetoric and can also apply personal experience. seriously analysis is like a hobby to me and this is just an excuse for me to ramble about kaeya.

disclaimer three! this contains lots of spoilers! basically for everything we know in-game, general knowledge as well as stuff from his voicelines and character story. don’t read this if you don’t want spoilers.

since this is going to be filled with spoilers and is about to get really long, everything will be under a cut. for those who wanna read my dumb super informal essay: enjoy!

final note: yeah this is over 2000 words long can you tell i like analysis

⭒

let’s start by getting a quick rundown of trauma theory out of the way. to begin, what is “trauma?” in this case, trauma is going to refer to an experience that greatly affects and changes one’s life; attitudes, memories, behaviors, mental state, etc. while not all changes may be bad, per se, the overall effect of trauma is generally a negative one, which is why it’s so significant. literary trauma theory, then, explores these changes and the impact of trauma in literature. it analyzes the psychological and social effects of trauma, explaining what those effects are and why they happen. in the context of a specific character, trauma theory breaks down said character’s behaviors, feelings, and general mentality in relation to their past experiences; trauma theory hopes to explain to others the reasons for why a character may act or feel the way they do, all based upon the character’s experiences, particularly traumatic ones. our character today is the lovely kaeya alberich, with the “literature” being genshin impact. i’ll be referencing kaeya’s wiki page to ensure i get all details correct for his character story and voicelines.

it would be good to review kaeya’s backstory before delving into the actual analysis. though we don’t know much about his life before living in mondstadt, we’re told he was sent as an agent of khaenri’ah. and by “sent,” i mean his biological father abandoned him in a completely unfamiliar land to serve khaenri’ah’s interests and fullfil his mission—what this entirely entails hasn’t been revealed. mondstadt, however, welcomed kaeya “with open arms when they found him.” crepus ragnvindr took him in as his adopted son, with diluc as his adopted brother. kaeya and diluc were “almost like twins,” so close they “[knew] each other’s thoughts and intentions without a word.” he’d began a new life in mondstadt, one surrounded by friends and family that loved him; one that was completely shattered by crepus’s death. kaeya arrived at the scene of the disaster, and was led to believe diluc was the one who killed their father to “set his father free” from the effects of his delusion. there’d always been one big question in kaeya’s life: if it came down to it, who would he support? the nation that abandoned him, but he still felt loyal to, or the nation and family that took him in and really loved him? overrun with guilt, kaeya confessed his purpose to diluc, sparking a fight between the two brothers. in this fight, kaeya receives his cryo vision. though both brothers stepped away alive, they’ve never been able to make peace with one another. now, kaeya is the eccentric and charming cavalry captain of the knights of favonius; a man who gets his way by using any means necessary, regardless of whether or not it seems right.

kaeya’s not evil; he’s morally ambiguous, and that stems from what appears to be a general distrust of others. his life is one shrouded in secrecy. from the moment he stepped foot into mondstadt, he was surrounded by secrets. even now, he doesn’t talk about a lot of things, namely his past, vision, and feelings. though he’s always willing to get information out of others, kaeya never reveals anything about himself. he repeatedly tells the player they can confide in him, but whenever you try and pry into his life, he deflects your questions with some sort of witty comment or flirty remark. anything he does reveal is vague, or spoken in some sort of “code.” for example, his “interesting things” voiceline. he tells us about the owl of dragonspine, how it “seems to look right through you, while letting go of none of its own secrets,” and then tacks on a “quite fascinating, don’t you think?” it seems like an awfully accurate parallel to himself; kaeya does all he can to get information from others, but never gives anything about himself. now, this whole thing—his relationship with diluc falling apart and his need for secrecy—could have probably been avoided if he had just come clean about his mission years ago. so why didn’t he? to start, kaeya was a literal child. not only are children unable to properly tell the difference between right and wrong, but they’ll also typically follow their parents’ orders blindly. kaeya had just been abandoned, and he wouldn’t want to risk being cast out by mondstadt as well if he came clean right away. you see, there’s this thing about trauma, something that trauma theory states. traumatized people feel a sort of shame or guilt regarding their traumatic experience; they’ll keep quiet because they don’t want to cause problems or bother others with their issues. of course kaeya wouldn’t tell the truth about his past, he doesn’t want to destroy the genuinely loving relationships he’d built in mondstadt. his fight with diluc only proves what he was afraid of: if he’s honest, he’ll be abandoned again. and if kaeya’s used to all the lies, why should he bother changing?

another thing, if he’s not going to tell the truth, then why would he have initially gone along with his father’s plans? again, he was a child. he really had no choice, and was forced into a very wrong and cruel situation. there’s a good explanation for this, too, which is also stated in trauma theory; traumatized people will still do their best to please their abusers. especially if said abuser is a parent, that will drive traumatized people to work even harder to please them. although his father hurt him by ruthlessly abandoning him, kaeya still sought to make him and his homeland proud. he was willing to be used as a tool for their gain; that is, until he found people who actually cared about him. he was an impressionable child, of course he’s going to obey orders. but as he gets older, he feels torn. does he serve those who abandoned him, or those that took him in? his father—and arguably, khaenri’ah as a whole—hurt him, sure, but he still feels some loyalty and connection to his former home. instead of revealing anything, he lets the situation play out. that way, he can’t be blamed when things fall apart.

the thing about claiming he’s untrustworthy is that hardly anyone in-game believes that. he’s adored by the older folks in mondstadt, and foes and allies alike find him easy to talk to. despite seeming lazy and uninterested in work, kaeya takes his job very seriously. in fact, his story states that crepus’s death was the “first and only time kaeya failed in his duty.” the “only time” is especially important, because it signifies kaeya still fulfills his duties successfully. he’s had a total of one slip-up, and hasn’t failed since. no, kaeya is not untrustworthy. rather, kaeya finds everyone else untrustworthy. it’s not unlikely that this is a direct consequence of being abandoned as a child. although it’s been established that kaeya and diluc were very close as children, when crepus dies, kaeya assumes diluc is the one that killed him. in order to jump to such an extreme conclusion against someone he was so close to, there had to be some underlying sense of distrust. furthermore, kaeya expresses feeling as though he doesn’t belong anywhere. he was abandoned by khaenri’ah, and then worried he wouldn’t be accepted by mondstadt. he is, but there’s still that worry. if you place him in your teapot as a companion, he tells you that your home feels like someplace he belongs, following it up with a “heh, who’d have thought…” kaeya still feels as though he doesn’t belong in mondstadt; despite the fact that he’s a high-ranking knight of favonius and rather popular, he still feels like an outsider. he doesn’t trust that anyone actually wants him around, and he finds joy in testing peoples’ trustworthiness. it’s noted in his story and through his voicelines that the beloved cavalry captain has a rather sadistic nature. he likes putting people into difficult situations, to see what decisions they will make. he does this to both opponents and allies, testing to see who’s going to back out and who’ll keep fighting; in the sake of allies, who can he trust? or who will turn tail and abandon their teammates at the slightest hint of danger? i mentioned it previously, but kaeya doesn’t care what measures he has to take so long as his job gets done and he gets the answers he wants. it’s a sort of self-preserving mindset, putting himself above the safety of others. kaeya’s trying to protect himself, which makes sense with all he’s been through. he doesn’t want to be hurt, and instead finds pleasure in threatening harm upon others. it’s twisted, sure, but it’s because he can only trust himself in a world that he believes is out to get him. he’s got as many enemies—if not more—as he does allies; of course kaeya focuses on protecting himself first, whether physically or through keeping his secrets, well, secret.

his most obvious traumatic effect is definitely his alcoholism. but he uses it as a distraction, not just to wallow in self-pity. this is seen again in his story, particularly in story 3. it’s found that when his favorite drink, death after noon, is out of season, mondstadt’s crime rate is decreased drastically. at face value, this just means kaeya spends more time working when death after noon is low in supply. but kaeya doesn’t skip work to go to taverns; it’s already been established he takes his job very seriously, so this means he actually patrols and tracks down threats while off work when he can’t indulge in his favorite alcoholic drink. he doesn’t get drunk simply because he’s depressed. if he did, there wouldn’t be a drop in incidents when death after noon is out of season. no, kaeya uses both the alcohol and fighting to distract himself. after all, it’s a little hard to think about feeling sad when you’re either drunk out of your mind or fighting for your life.

despite being so secretive, kaeya gives us glimpses of his true emotions from time to time. as previously mentioned, his flirty attitude is nothing more than a mask to hide how he really feels; and kaeya is terribly, terribly lonely. that may be why he seems so extroverted. constantly being around people should, logically, drive away that feeling, but it doesn’t work like that. when he talks with the player, he frequently expresses disappointment when you have to leave. each time, though, he dampens the weight of his words with playful or flirty language. he’s lonely, but doesn’t want you to know that, like he’s afraid of asking you to stay. he takes the seriousness of his feelings, and basically bends it into some sort of lighthearted joke. kaeya hides his true feelings—negative feelings, to be exact—so that he doesn’t bother anyone. which is, again, something that happens with traumatized people. he displays that hesitance to reveal his true feelings, because there’s a shame or guilt that comes with his past. he doesn’t want to bother others or hold them back, so he puts on a smile and amps up the charisma. one other very important thing—but very small detail—i would like to note is his feelings toward family. his fell apart not even once, but twice, and kaeya still holds familial relationships in high regard. we know he doesn’t exactly care how he goes about getting his work done. he doesn’t pay attention to what’s “right” or “wrong,” so long as he gets what he needs. but one of his informants, vile, notes that the cavalry captain has one exception: he won’t work with those who threaten others’ families. in fact, kaeya claims those who do should be hunted down and destroyed. even though his own families have caused him so much pain—and he ended up estranged from both—he still understands the importance of having people who love you in your life. because he didn’t get that.

kaeya’s not evil. ultimately, as a knight of favonius, his goal is to protect others, because no one was there to protect him. and because no one was there to protect him, because he’s been hurt time and time again by people who were supposed to love him, kaeya has taken to protecting himself. he hides any and all negative feelings with a charismatic, friendly façade, because he thinks it’ll drive away his persistent loneliness. any “bad” actions of his were hardly his fault; he was forced into a life of secrecy and lies, and then abandoned by the first people who truly loved him. kaeya’s a multi-faceted, tragic character, one that toes the line between good and evil, and that’s what makes him so interesting.

you’ve almost got it! also i mean all of this in a friendly non-bitchy way, just to clarify preemptively

i’m not bi, but i have many friends who are & have been in that community for a long time & have given me more information about it. i am pan, however, and have identified as such & been in the community for many years! (and have been caught in the middle of this type of discourse many, many times in the pvp arena that is twitter.)

bisexuality, to my understanding, can be defined a few different ways: being attracted to both masculine & feminine people, being attracted to genders both like & unlike your own, and being attracted to 2 or more genders. i’ve seen different people define it different ways, and while i don’t think there’s one right way to be bi (or anything else), i’m not sure which of these definitions is the most widely related to, so i’m listing them all. what i am sure of, though, is that bisexuality does not exclude trans or nonbinary people! we have always & will always be included. so yeah, it doesn’t only mean “attraction to men and women” and most bi people i’ve spoken to seem to dislike that definition (mostly bc the way it’s worded excludes some nb people). also, it’s not uncommon for bi people to have a preference or “lean” towards one gender/s more than another.

pansexuality, which i’m much more familiar with, can also be defined multiple ways: being attracted to all genders, or being attracted to people regardless of gender (i’m sure there’s others, but from my own experience & all the pan people i’ve spoken to, those are the most widely used descriptions). however, it’s not necessarily accurate to say that being pan is being attracted to personality and not looks (or as some people have put it, “hearts not parts”). firstly, because this could imply that other sexualities are only attracted to looks & not personality; second, because it could imply that pan people aren’t attracted to looks at all; and third, because it entirely disregards the split attraction model that many people including myself use (for example: pansexual/aromantic, panromantic/asexual, etc etc). pansexuality can express both physical & emotional/romantic attraction just like any other orientation! also, pansexuality also includes both trans & nb people, obviously. i’ve found it’s much less common for pan people to have a preference or lean, but some of us do!

overall, bi & pan are admittedly very similar, and there’s a great deal of overlap in the people someone who uses one of these labels might be attracted to, but they are slightly different. both are valid, neither erases the other, and neither is transphobic. at the end of the day, the labels we put on our sexualities and orientations are nothing more than tools to serve us and help us express ourselves. they aren’t rigid boxes we must contort ourselves to fit into, and they certainly aren’t weapons with which to harm others (i’m looking at the people who say bisexuality is transphobic as i say that). labels can flex and bend and adopt new/more meanings over time just like any other word in our language, and that’s ok! the way everyone experiences attraction is different and complex, and labels are only here for our own comfort, and sometimes finding a community of similar people. there’s no ‘right’ or ‘wrong’ way to be bi or pan or anything else, as long as you’re not blatantly disregarding the meaning (like.. someone calling themself a lesbian but expressing attraction to men, or something like that).

anyways, not to ramble or get on my soapbox or anything. again, i’m not the Pan Authority or w/e, nor is there one. everyone has their own thoughts & opinions - these are just mine. sorry this got kinda long; i hope some of this helped and made sense, i’m not great at articulating skdfhlkshfk!!!

if you saw me edit this like 3 times no you didn’t. i fucked up my grammar leave me be /j

Can y'all bitches settle something for me bc it came up in conversation

and i know i'm going to get some heat for this but

the stupid fucking "bisexuals like men and women while pan like everyone" is ridiculous and incorrect

because pansexuality is liking someone regardless of gender right? you dont care about looks? You're in it for the personality, correct? that's what i've always been taught when learning about pansexuality

meanwhile bisexuality does indeed care about looks while pansexuality doesnt. however contrary to popular belief, bisexuality does not exclude transgenders and nonbinaries. If you're hot you're hot, right?

I dont think people who identify as bisexual but exclude the other genders from the two main ones are bisexuals? if that makes sense?

at the end of the day, i know "identify how you want to identify" but pansexuality prioritizes personality and disregards gender, right? meanwhile bisexualty still cares about how you look, but does not exclude any gender. yes there are types and you can lean one way more than another but if you're hot you're hot?

idk if this makes sense, i'm bad at wording things, and I'm also still learning despite being in the community so?

help me learn this, am i correct or incorrect

pansexual is for personality and for everyone

bisexual is for looks and for everyone

also if you're going to try to correct me but be a bitch about it, then i'll just assume i'm right and you're wrong because? why you gotta be mean about it baby? i'm just asking a question and trying to learn more about this. i'm sorry if i'm wrong and i have the wrong mindset but?? at least i'm trying to learn aye?

- ein

Happy Birthday, Tartaglia!

Haha, what a great sparring session! I didn't expect your martial arts to have improved so much.

This makes me more excited about our future duels!

I feel hungry after such a good fight. You?

If you don't have any other plans, how about coming to try my cooking today?

pushing my catboy xiao agenda

childe rlly said birthday seggs pls😍☺️🤲

riding a war criminal for his birthday🙄‼️‼️

no brain left for wornds only horny

gorilla grip anon with much horny😍🥰😌☺️😩🍾‼️‼️🤧🎊🙄🤧🥳🎊🎉🥳

gorilla grip anon my beloved!!!

thanks for the idea gonna try it out with childe later while streaming!! i already got the thumbnail ready

but "war criminal",,,. you got me thinking about childe with a gun . so hot .

cw gun play

i rly can't stop thinking about childe with a gun now that it/s in my mind. i will treasure this thought . 4ever!, ur so hot for giving me this idea gorilla grip<333

he'll trace your the sides of your face with a gun and then press the muzzle against your lips to make you suck on it and like

he'll tell you the safety isn't on and u obviously get a lil freaked out </333

he'll stick the barrel down your throat until you gag on it and you start tearing up yeah</3 it would get childe SO hard. the fact that he's holding a loaded gun down your throat; jus t the amount of power he has over you in that moment<333 so sexy of him<33

i can't help but imagine him saying "such a little slut, my little slut," like!!!! yeah. and then he'll leave a wet trail as he drag the gun down to the middle of your neck and presses on the delicate skin there before dragging it down your stomach to the inside of your thigh and finally to your clit <3

he'll rub on it a lil until he knows you're wet enough and then he'll ease the barrel into your cunt; it stretches you out so so good and you feel almost guilty for loving it </33 he thrusts it in n out of you, the thumb of his free hand playing with your clit, and it hits your g-spot every time. you're short-circuiting and seeing stars when you cum all over the gun and his hand <3333 yeah !11!!@! so hot<3 at least childe thinks so:'D

he'll pull the gun out from you and suck on the barrel to clean it of your juices yeah!!@$*@&(#$!@$#@!!!111!!

"tastes so sweet, smells like fear... so good." HDFJDKSFNSJKALFJAS he absolutely would say something like that no one can tell me otherwise<22223##33

n e wayz yeah

im sorry for this i think i rly need to go touch some grass

IT'S OUR LITTLE MEOW MEOW'S SPECIAL DAY, EVERYBODY!!!!

leone ❤

𖤐 childe accompanies you on a bounty and things get… tense 𖤐

GRRRRBARKBARKBARK I WANT THIS MAN SO BAD FOAMS AT THE MOUTH

so this is completely self indulgent literally NO ONE asked for this but idc 💕💕 yall gettin it anyway ;)

also like,,, if yall kinda dig this one n want more,,,, i could write a part two ahaha *lipbite*

𖤐

genre: fluff(?), sfw(ish) as in ✨sexual tension✨

relationship(s): childe x reader

character(s): childe childe and childe need i say more

warning(s): mild dirty talk?? not EXPLICIT but its still there,,, also like,, kinda sorta sexualizing blood?? SUPER small amount with a tiny wound from fighting, i promise its not SUPER weird aksjskadjj

𖤐

It didn’t take you all that long to break the mitachurl’s Geo shield after plunging your weapon down on it. A few quick, calculated movements later and the creature fell to its knees and onto its stomach, its telltale mask digging into the dirt.

Keep reading

Hi, so this has just been floating around my head all day long and I need to share it with someone.

So, like, the Traveller comes from another world, right? Right. We all know this. But like??? No one ever said what world they came from. And, moreover, they never said what era that world was in, right? Like, even if time travel wasn't involved, I imagine that different universes progress differently, right? So basically, where I'm going with this, is imagine a traveler who's just... A gen z or millenial. And they just make all sorts of meme references constantly and no one knows what the FUCK they're talking about. Like:

Traveler: Beesechurger.

Kaeya, a little drunk and crying: What does that mEAN?!

--

Traveler: Look at all those chickens!

Diluc: For the last time, those are pigeons.

--

Traveler: Why are we here? Just to suffer?

Jean: No we're having a meeting. Are you okay??

--

Traveler: Hey, Zhongli, how much Mora do you have?

Zhongli: Oh. Uhhh, 69.

Traveler: Oh! You know what that means!

Zhongli: It means I have 69 mora, I don't know what you want from me here.

And then, Venti, who knows just as much as the others, gets in on it and has the traveler teach him their ways bc he just thinks it's hilarious

hahahah! These had me rolling!!

Traveler: *Stares into the camera just deadpan* I sure hope it does

All other party members: .... WUT

--

anytime the traveler walks by the steps of Mondstadt: and they were roommates

Katherine, visibly concerned

--

Traveler: *whispering as they move toward a group of treasurer hoarders* Two bro’s chillin in the hot tub ...

Jean: ... there are more than two ... what is a hot tub?

you. you understand. you get it

no more risking your life to save everyone. just getting lost in ikea while buying furniture for your new apartment. and sitting on the floor with your s/o as you reread the instructions for the 4th time and wondering how you managed to fuck up so bad that you built a shelf instead of a desk. and adopting a pet together and giving it a silly name and babytalking to it when you think your s/o isn’t looking. and getting into a flour fight while baking together and wearing stupid cute little aprons. and-

Anyone else have an unpopular love for "powerful character x civilian reader"?

It's just

So soft cmon

- ein

I know that 11 was done but can i request it with kaeya with a male preferance, and a male reader?

If it isnt to much to ask

11. Preferences; the character explains their usual preference in partners such as women or men

-----

- The tavern was bustling when you and Kaeya had came for a little bit of drinking. Drunken cheers and hearty laughter filling the place top to bottom. You stood close to Kaeya who easily made his way through.

"It seems all of Mondstadt had the same ideas as us," Kaeya chirps, gently pushing past people who stood around tables.

Kaeya leads you up the stairs. Although it was still a little full, at least the people up here stayed mostly seated, only a few leaning against the railing. Kaeya pulls out a chair of a far end table.

"A perfect spot." Kaeya sighs as he leans back into his chair. "I don't mind a little partying, but not every occasion I spend here consists of the same loudness."

You sat across from Kaeya with your arms crossed on the table. You could see down below of the bar with stools filled with men and women, the surface dirtied with spills and crumbs.

"Well, I'm going down to get our drinks. The usual?" Kaeya asks, already hopping of out his seat.

You nod with a smile, Kaeya flickers his own pearly whites and struts down. Once he's gone, you lean your head on the table, your cheeks burning.

You had hoped the tavern wouldn't be so full. You wanted it to have a nice, slow pace perfect for a romantic setting. It was a beautiful place at night if it has no ruckus, but what could you expect? The people here love their alcohol.

You sigh, leaning your chin on your hand when you look down. You instantly spot Kaeya's rich blue hair amongst the crowd. He's at the bar, and a woman has her hand on his back. Kaeya is smiling at her, chatting away while he seemingly waits for the drinks.

You and Kaeya weren't a thing, not yet at least, but you were trying to make progress. You weren't even completely sure of his type of guy. He never brought it up. You knew he flirted around with all types, but that's mainly for work; when he needed answers. What he does at work doesn't reflect what he likes in his own time, right?

Lost in your own thoughts, a tall mug is suddenly placed down in front of you. You jolt up. Kaeya laughs as he slides back into his chair.

"Did I startle you? My bad." He takes a swig of his drink. "It seems like your head was in the clouds."

You rub the back of your neck sheepishly, apologizing. Kaeya waves his hand.

"It's fine, but since it's just the two of us I'd like it if you paid more attention to me~" Kaeya smirks, a chuckle leaving his lips as he drinks.

Your face heats up. There he goes again, saying things that make your heart race. Did he find it fun to make you embarrassed? Or was there depth to his words? Your mind traces back to the women he chatted with. Your fingers tap your mug.

"Hey, Kaeya..."

Kaeya hums, his eyes never leaving you as your mind stumbles across your thoughts for the right words.

"What kind of women do you like?" You cringe at yourself. It came off too blunt, too nosey. Knowing Kaeya, he could definitely sniff out the intentions of your question.

Kaeya looks up to the ceiling, leaning back and crossing his arms. His eye seems to struggle, but his lips are amused.

"Hard to say. My attraction in the women's department has been quite hard to figure out. I've met some lovely ones though."

"So. Which do you like more?" Your voice came out a little weird, you were obviously suspicious now. Though, at this point, perhaps directness is better.

Kaeya leans in close, his elbows on the table. "Oh my, am I being interrogated?"

You take a long sip of your drink, letting it take over your senses. You release with a sigh.

"No, I just wanna know," you say, hardly even believing yourself. "I wanna get a little closer is all..."

Kaeya's eye shines. "I have some taste for women, but men have always been a little more of my flavour."

Kaeya suddenly reaches out, his hand sliding across the table until his fingers reach yours resting beside your drink. His fingertips kiss yours. His gaze never leaves you.

"Men who make me feel comfortable and free, men who can make me feel like I'm on top of the world again, make me laugh," Kaeya grabs your hand and brings your fingers to his lips. "men who can make me open my heart to them."

His lips kiss your knuckles. Your face was burning to the tips of your ears. Your mouth opens but you close it in case you say something stupid to ruin it. Although you felt embarrassed, your body was relaxed, his tender touch making you feel light.

"So, me?" You mutter, almost drowned out by the clinking of beer mugs.

"I just described my type, didn't I? It seems you match it perfectly." Kaeya purrs then releases your hand. Your fingers felt cold without his.

The table was quiet for a moment. You processed his words and your thoughts. Kaeya chugged down the last of his drink and wiped the side of his mouth.

"I'm going to get a refill." Kaeya stands up, patting the top of your head before leaving. "I'll be waiting for your confession, lover boy~"

YEAH YEAH YEAH

seeing normally composed characters just... snap and lose it.... that’s the good shit  😳✋ many thoughts..

the escaping one skfskdfjgdsf. i love when the powerful character tries to be all protective but the civilian character just.... does not need it. they might not be strong but they have other work-arounds. esp if it’s something totally mundane or a weird talent they developed??? idk i like when the ‘weaker’/normal one is still totally independent

*they’re in hiding after being chased* “i’m wounded; you have to escape! run! i can’t protect you..” “no, trust me i got this-” *whistles and the enemy runs in the opposite direction* “what.. how did you do that?” “i learned ventriloquism for a talent show in 3rd grade”

Anyone else have an unpopular love for "powerful character x civilian reader"?

It's just

So soft cmon

- ein

yeah!!! there’s so much potential, so many directions it can be taken!

i especially enjoy when it’s the powerful character pursuing the normal civilian one, who is... totally unimpressed by their status/abilities/etc.

or when the powerful character was raised in/is used to luxury bc of their status, and has no idea how things work for the average person and the civilian has to teach them. like, someone who has always had a personal chef trying to figure out how to use a microwave and their s/o is laughing & in tears in the background hehehe

and of course all the various situations where the average one gets in trouble/hurt and the powerful one has to rescue them!! classic

Anyone else have an unpopular love for "powerful character x civilian reader"?

It's just

So soft cmon

- ein

zhongli has a moss bed for his pet rocks ...

Amazing, also consider: he has a moss bed but like in the fanciest jewelry box you have ever seen (that he absolutely didn't purchase himself) and he puts them to sleep every night too :)

His definition of keeping pet rocks might be synonymous with like, collecting gems. So everybody mistakes them for jewelry but you open it up and there lies a pebble tucked gently in its moss bed. Zhongli claims it has magical properties that defines it as living and that's why he keeps it. People thought he was insane but since he is the rock expert or whatever they eventually believed him and some plotted to steal it. Obviously that didn't work out and you know what happens when one crosses the (ex-) Geo Archon.

⭒ childe/reader: killshot ⭒

oh god, can you make my heart stop?

hit me with your kill shot, baby.

i mean it, so serious.

- killshot, magdalena bay

⭒

this one’s for you killshot anon (blows you a kiss) thanks for the brainrot i haven’t been able to stop thinking about enemies to lovers childe for DAYS

⭒

pairing: childe/reader

characters: childe

genre: fluff?? idk what to classify this as

word count: 599

⭒

The sound of your weapon clattering to the ground is an all-too-familiar one. Getting tossed to the ground has you gasping, the impact knocking the breath out of you.

“I win.” His goading voice reaches your ringing ears. “Again.”

You’re not sure how many times this is now, but you expect what happens next; Childe’s towering figure casting your own crumpled one into shadow. Every time, you get better. Every time, you think you’ll finally win.

Yet, every time, the bastard manages to beat you, that damned smirk never leaving his stupid, stupid face.

He prowls ever closer, and you can feel the thumping of his boots through the floor.

Keep reading

Rex Lapis dull

I want him

Diluc on a horse 🏇

he's an irredeemable villain TO YOU. I understand him though

cat dad zhonks has been living in my head rent free & i just wanna say the hourlyzhongli twitter acc has validated the idea. miss milky canon confirmed

Please go off about the Zhongli having a cat

OK IM-

Zhongli has never owned any pets in his life. Too busy. Now that he's "mortal" he has more vacation time

He finds a little white cat outside the parlor all dirty and crying. Ofc he can't just leave the poor thing??

He washes her up and talks to it like it's another human. Saying things like "you're quite filthy little one, did you roll in the dirt?"

Afterwards he has some nice fish laid out for the cat, like some high quality fish because such a fine young lady deserves a wonderful meal. The cat sits on the far end of the table with a little tiny fancy bowl to eat out of out. He thinks of her as a special guest, not really expecting to keep her.

It starts pouring and Zhongli feels bad sending her out now so he keeps her overnight. The cat finds it's way into his bed and curls up on his chest. Shes all soft and warm and the purring is so soothing.

The next day he sets up breakfast for her and continues to talk to her, asking her how breakfast is and listing the ingredients and their importance to flavoring the dish. It genuinely feels like he's happy to talk to the little cat.

Long story short, he can't bare to part with her so he ends up keeping her. He spends every waking moment trying to come up with a name. I'd say realistically he'd come up with a special name with a beautiful meaning, but my self indulgence wants to say he named her Miss Milky bc she had a little milk beard once and it made him laugh (I really dont want to go looking for names ok).

Yes, you have to put the "miss" in front of the name bc you have to be respectful to the young lady; it's part of her name.

Miss Milky goes EVERYWHERE with him except outside the city; it's too dangerous for her there. She either follows him or is carried around. He goes to an important meeting and miss milky is in his lap, purring and smiling a cat grin.

Pays way too much mora on her. A single toy costs enough to have several different dishes at the most expensive restaurant. Miss Milky is absolutely spoiled with the best. Plus zhongli has never owned a cat so he wasn't exactly sure what she'd like so he got everything that was recommended to him.

She sleeps with him too. All the time. Usually cradled in his arms, laying on top of his chest, or nestled in the crook of his neck. She does have a nice cat bed but hardly uses it. Zhongli has gotten used to sleeping on his back now.

Literally spends time with her?? Someone invites him to dinner and he denies saying he already has plans and it's just him taking a stroll with miss milky like he promised when he left.

Does she get cute little accessories? Damn right. She has a cute little collar with a bell and a bow he puts in her fur on special occasions. When winter comes she also has a little hand knitted sweater that probably costs more than you could afford..

Do not mess with his cat. You'll die. A dog barking at her? Zhongli does not abuse animals but he can strike fear into it with once glance. You just some bum insulting a man for loving his cat? Calling her a pest? Don't even come back to his parlor or associate yourself with him ever again.

Zhongli is the meme of the samurai holding a sword protecting his cat. That's the dynamic.

⭒ zhongli, childe, and kaeya: meeting your awful parents ⭒

request for anon: I’m not sure if this is too dark of a request, but if it is, feel free to decline! Can I please request headcanons with Zhongli, Childe and Kaeya were they finally met the reader’s parents/family after some time of dating, and quickly realize that they treat reader badly? (like telling them they’re weak or unintelligent, saying they’re shocked anyone would date them, etc). Just some good old angst. Again, sorry if it’s too much. Take care (｡･ω･｡)ﾉ♡

oh anon… trust me, you’ve done nothing but give me a chance to project. this is nowhere near too much for me, no worries!!

this did end up more hurt/comfort than angst so i hope thats ok!!!

⭒

pairing: zhongli, childe, and kaeya x reader (separately)

characters: zhongli, childe, kaeya alberich

genre: hurt/comfort

word count: 1525

⭒

zhongli

⋆ ever the gentleman, he’s been waiting to meet your family for quite some time

⋆ you’ve been hesitant to allow it, but finally tell zhongli your parents have invited the two of you over for dinner; he’s delighted, but his mood dims when he senses your apprehension

⋆ however, you don’t say anything about it. so he assumes you’re just worried about what their first impression of him will be

⋆ the evening arrives, and it becomes very apparent very quickly that that’s not what you were worried about

Keep reading

could you write albedo losing his composure because of readers teasing? he becomes louder than usual too <3

I TRIED i hope this was okay,, i also tried to keep it gn i hope i did an okay good job with that

cute blonde tries to cockblock himself but ends up getting some in the car!!! (volume up) omg ew jk

modern au he’s in a car i guess— you eyefuck him in it for a lil bit then he gets turned on from kissing kissing a lot sorry

you give it to him in the car & i hope the ending wasn’t out of pocket

thanks @colourless-cora @valb3rry @kageyamathegrump @katsukiflr i showed you all random pieces of this & you were rly nice to me…so i will kiss you all…maybe make out a little…kidding @aimicoos didn’t read this but i’ll pretend they did in spirit!!!!

that’s really all it took?

albedo’s a blushing mess now; hidden from your gaze, facing the opposite direction. his hand runs harshly through his hair, separating a couple of strands that catch his fingers.

you giggle, both trying to help him ignore the sudden rush of heat he’s gotten. all thanks to you, and a couple of kisses.

well, maybe you should give yourself a little more credit for allowing curiosity to get the better of you…you seem to be enjoying it a lot more than you thought.

letting your impatience rise from the brief pause of contact, you break the short silence.

“are you seriously hiding? one more, please!” you cheer, thankful he isn’t turned in your direction to see you lick your lips and shift in your seat beside him. “one more, i’m serious!” you exclaim, finishing just in time.

he gives you another giggle with the way his hand comes up to cover just above his mouth, a poor attempt to conceal the smile that’s been all over his face from the second you’ve sat beside him.

wrapping your hand around his wrist, you gently tug at it in hopes he’ll finally give in to what you’ve been waiting for. “just one more” you confirm, sounding like a broken record that he’ll never get tired of.

“but this time, i wanna try something else.”

his gaze moves back up to yours, eyes batting at you expectantly with his cheek in his palm.

oh, he’s cute like this.

you agree with yourself, so cute.

you aren’t quite satisfied with the decision you’ve made in your head, you play your answer over a couple more times.

albedo is cute, yes. your mind travels a little too quickly. the kind of cute that has you starting to think the small fine the two of you could very much face for taking him in his car could be played down.

…you can’t wait until post nut clarity hits you [both] like a truck.

the mood has definitely changed.

you want to open your mouth but it’s instead albedo who does the talking for you. he seems to have made up his own answer, you must have took too long.

oops.

“don’t” he mumbles. you almost miss it, but his eyes have you already prepared in advance to make sure you won’t.

a smile creeps up on your lips, and you continue to speak as you face him. “what?” you mumble, keeping your tone low and full of fake sincerity. it absolutely eats at him.

your smile gets bigger when you see albedo noticeably gulp, allowing yourself to bask in all the satisfaction you receive from the start of what could possibly be much more prominent reactions.

you let your pointer finger shape tiny, soothing circles around his knuckles and on the skin nearby.

“that dangerous face you’re making,” he sighs. “don’t look at me like that, please”

you feel a lot closer to him now, mouth a couple centimetres away from his. albedo knows what you’re going to ask him, he knows you’re not going to give up…not that he wants you to.

and he definitely knows he can’t leave this very parking lot until he gives you what you’ve been starting to put him on edge for.

you toy with him further, “so?” you start.

“how come we got here so early?”

he closes his eyes and shakes his head, your noses briefly meeting with the turn of his head. you love when he lets you tease him, always taking a little more than the last.

you wonder if he’s enjoying it, secretly, all under his regular expression that won’t last for long.

it’s going to be a little different this time; you remember, you wanted to try something new.

your hand slowly travels up his chest, letting your fingertips run in quick, smooth lines along his shirt. he takes in a deep breath.

“we did get here early, yeah” he inhaled. “…but i don’t think i can go in just yet though.”

so he is?

another exhale. his voice is beginning to get breathy and it has you feeling on the edge of your seat, his car leaving you with no space to search for that sense of relief.

“you said you only needed to run in, i don’t see any other issues” twirling your finger around in his hair. “you still never answered me” you pout, “i want some more.”

albedo lets himself fall into your hands— your consistent guidance to blame, leaning into your lips. he’s a lot warmer since the last kiss you shared. that little factor alone has you intrigued, as if there’s more for you to find out.

he has been particularly courteous these last couple of days. you want to put an end to it.

with your hand on the back of his neck, you pull him further in. his lips gently shudder the second he feels your tongue slide over his bottom lip, eyes fluttering open for a split second.

full of surprises, albedo reminisces, he likes that.

whether it be with the way you start things, the way you finish them, how you’re able to catch him off guard with even the most practical and sensible moves in the book— you always leave him astounded.

you just so happen to do it again, breathlessly.

nothing is able to prepare him for the hand that reaches across him down to his crotch. you squeeze him through his pants, feeling him harden in your palm the longer you play with his length.

he pulls away, eyes hazy with a hand coming over yours to hault your movements. “i take back what i said earlier” he murmurs, “i think it’s you who can’t go in yet now” giving a spent laugh. you shake your head, separating the gap between you both by leaning into his neck this time. “maybe, but i think it’s both of us”

albedo gives you a short strained hum as your tongue trails up his neck, breath hot against his skin. the feeling lingers, your hand beginning to claw at his pants. you feel giddy, getting to hide in his shoulder as you work him up. his hand pulls at the fabric of his pockets, fidgeting.

“can you do me a favour?” you almost whisper. he nods, already anticipating to hear your request. “i said i wanted to try something, remember?”

he sucks in a deep breath, body tense and already starting to give in. you always treat him so good, satisfying him down to the smallest of desires he sometimes has trouble understanding.

“i do, what is it?” albedo asks, you choose to stay silent.

you didn’t exactly think you would get to this point and hadn’t planned far enough in advance, you think you’ll make it up along as you go if he asks again, but you plan to have him forget he ever even did.

“can you take these off, for me?” you give him a final squeeze before awaiting his lead and having him do what he’s been told.

for me, those two simple words you’ve chosen to include in your plea begin to overwhelm him. can he take them off, for you? he repeats to himself, of course he can. it has something in his stomach stirring.

anything for you.

he can’t get enough of it, fingers beginning to unzip his pants, for you. his quick obedience has you feeling something similar of your own, low and deep in your gut. your hearts both race as he lets the layer of his underwear free.

you fight the urge to touch yourself in front of him and focus your attention on him, little by little. even if it kills you— both— in the process.

the next kiss you pull him in for is sweeter than before, it gives an intense contrast from the last few that were much hungrier in comparison. it makes him ache and his body skittish, feeling your breath roll over his lips.

he’s starting to get painfully hard, you massage him through the thinner fabric he’s pressed again. albedo keeps his eyes open to savour the moment for a little longer before you pull away again.

you can feel him further into your hand.

“yeah, good boy” the words spill from your mouth, too turned on to catch them in advance. you’re really spoiling him tonight. albedo feels dizzy, the haze in his eyes a contributing factor. the name you’ve just called him has him wanting to turn to liquid, to dissolve right into your touch.

“can you please come here” he rasps, needing to feel your bodies flush against each other. it’s becoming something he can’t go without from you, not even for a couple of days.

you lift your leg over him, chuckling when his hands meet your waist. “are you gonna let me have you in the drivers seat?” tone turning serious as you sit right atop of his dick, the pressure making him wince.

“just have me” he quivers, “like you always do.”

you tell him to move his seat back as you begin unbutton his shirt halfway, trying to expose as much of his skin as possible. you’re breathless, “you look so good right now” praising him as you lean forward to give him another kiss.

you make quick work of pulling down your shorts along with your underwear, thankful your shirt covers a good portion of your lower half. “you don’t mind if somebody sees?” he focuses on pulling down his own bottoms, not seeming to worry. “as long as they can’t see you” you smile.

the rest of your answer is put on hold the second he lets his dick slap his abdomen, what you’ve been waiting for. your lips part when you take a good look. the tip is pink and there’s a couple of veins all over, those are always the first two characteristics that stand out to you when you see him.

something about him is so pretty, it makes you clench. “i‘ve been thinking of riding you all day” you confess, listening to him groan in response. “i just wanna touch you” sighing.

albedo shuts his eyes and nods, an expression on his face almost as if he were in pain. he leaks uncontrollably at your words. you move some of the hair from his face before looking down between the both of you. he bucks his hips, a sign he’s wanting to be fucked right now.

wrapping your hands around the shaft, you feel him throb in your hold as you stroke him softly— the way he likes it. every little sound that leaves his lips has you losing your patience along with him.

he shifts in his spot, trying to feel more of your hand take him. you run your thumb over the tip, making him gasp. “lay back for me.”

and he does. you lift yourself just enough to hover over him, the head kissing your entrance. taking a deep breath, you hold his dick in place and start to lower yourself.

you allow yourself to sink completely on him, relishing in the slight pain of the stretch he brings and the whine he lets through his teeth.

his thighs tense as you squeeze him entirely, chest beginning to heave before you’ve even moved. albedos pupils are blown, mouth slightly open as he stares at you.

he lets his head lean back completely against the headrest, tilted with his neck on full display for you. you lean down, giving him open-mouthed kisses across his neck and chest. you begin to roll your hips over his cock, sitting up with your hands flat and pressed against his toned chest.

it feels hot, warm, like you’re trying to suck him in. you listen to him moan your name, watching him fall apart right under you. his face is flushed as you tell him how pretty he looks, light strands of hair sticking to his neck and a couple across his face as a thin layer of sweat begins to coat his forehead.

you let out an unintentional moan in response when you listen to him. you’ve gotten him so worked up, voice raised by any octave or two with every string of cries he lets out spurring you on.

he lets a hand snake down to near where you’re both connected, starting to play with your body. it’s a habit of his, to touch you regardless of how sensitive you may already be. you both gasp; yours coming from the new stimulation, and his from your body’s reaction to it.

“good-” he pants out, heaving “you feel so good.”

albedo anchors his arm with his other hand on one of your shoulders, his tiny bit of force pushing you down twice as hard when you bounce on him. the hand gripping your shoulder blade not only helps him maneuver you, but is also a gesture of affection.

with that in mind, you bring a hand out to his jaw, cupping his cheek. the sound of your ass against his thighs, his satisfied hums, and your little touches soothe each other into the easy succumb of pleasure.

you bring yourself up and down on his cock, enamoured with the shameless sounds he lets out. “do you think we can cum together, please” his tone desperate, making your legs go limp for a split second.

nodding, you watch his eyes roll back before you shut your own. you don’t know when it’s going to hit either of you, but you’re preparing for it to hit hard. if the way his dick is hitting that one sensitive spot inside you sending shivers down your spine isn’t to blame, it’s how he fills the car with continuous chants of how he feels as if he could shatter right underneath you.

you feel albedo swipe his thumb right across you, knowing exactly how to push you right over the edge and it sends your body into his. you let out muffled whimpers into his damp neck as he chokes on his own breath, your reaction pulling his orgasm out too.

you grind against each other, dragging it out as he drapes his arms around your back. he tells you he loves you between gulps and the cracks of his voice, sweetness in his voice making you spasm.

albedo shares one deep breath with you as you both calm down, lifting your head to look at him. his hair is a mess, half of it still stuck to him as he gives you a half lidded smile that makes you feel a little dizzy.

trying to help you fix your own hair in the process, he gives you a kiss, promising to clean you up as ye caresses your back.

“shit” you mumble, eyes catching the silhouette before you in a flit of panic after you’ve moved back to your seat. your hand instinctively comes up to cover a fraction of your face, self-consciously rubbing your skin afraid to look any closer.

the reaction draws albedo out of his prolonged post-orgasm bliss in the process rather quickly, scanning your expression for what your eyes have landed on. you curse under your breath once more when the realization hits.

“oh, him. looks like i forgot” albedo yawns as kaeya and his unmistaken, unexpected presence dawns over him, a smile plastered on his face. “…somehow” he trails off, turning back to you.

your eyes widen at him, “forgot?”

somehow?

“you must have distracted me” he scratches behind his ear, laughing sheepishly.

you don’t have the energy to give him a playful but well deserved hit to the cheek.

except, you also want to pat yourself on the back for so easily being able to unravel him, starting with just your fingers alone…and a little more afterwards.

but the origin of how albedo has magically managed to regain his composure so nonchalantly is a mystery in itself. you want answers.

“well? so you did know he would be here?” you remind him, looking for some sort of proper explanation. he blinks a couple of times before giving you a look, the kind you easily recognize from in the bedroom.

“of course not.”

of course not, you mock, rolling your eyes. you wait a little while longer in the car as albedo hastily fixes his hair and opens his door.

…here’s to your final moment of peace; unplagued and yet to be disturbed by the storm kaeya is soon going to bring, along with relentless teasing.

you huff, receiving any kind of ticket doesn’t seem half as bad right about now. not bad at all.

sorry if at some point you can tell i’ve never had car sex before

transmasc/afab reader, unsafe binding

“you can’t keep doing this,” kaeya said sternly, though you could tell he was just worried.

“i know.”

your voice was quiet and you wouldn’t meet his eyes. it made his heart clench — he wasn’t mad at you, more so at the way you treat yourself. can’t you see that he cares about you? can’t you see how worried he gets when he hears you take such short breaths, how much his heart drops when he sees those lines on your skin that tell him your ribs ache?

“promise me.” he said, tossing aside the offending fabric. you didn’t answer, and he put his index under your chin to make you look at him. “promise me, please?”

when you finally looked at him, his eyes were softer than the last time you looked at him. he’d looked so scared before, so worried, so frustrated. you’d assumed it was frustration towards you. in reality he was frustrated with himself for not noticing sooner.

his hands found the bottom of your shirt. “can i?”

you nodded and attempted to fix your posture, letting him dip his hands under your shirt. his fingers lightly ran over your sides. as he did so, he watched your face and stopped whenever he saw you wince.

“i promise.”

ok but consider: dog boy polycule with a katzlein s/o. they're so so curious about you bc they're not familiar with feline body language the way they are with canine, and they're constantly discussing amongst themselves what your various tail signals mean. the first time they hear you purr while cuddling they get so thrown off & startled bc they mistake it for a growl, but once you explain it's a happy/comfy response, they make it a competition to see who can make you purr loudest/most often 🥺

Yes!!! Yes yes yes!!! That’s such a good idea, oml-

Just, the dog boys wanting to understand you more so they go find stray cats to observe. Cyno has to stop them from taking one home tho. Razor and Cyno feel embarrassed asking you certain things, so they like to observe more, but Gorou is tactful with his questions- He maneuvers the conversation to get you to talk about your katzlein heritage and family so he can learn about you.

When you purr, it’s Cyno that’s the only one who recognizes the sound. He and you both have to calm down Gorou and Razor, but especially Razor. Gorou gets defensive, but is easy to reason with. Razor gets sad and scared cause he thinks he didn’t something wrong, and is hard to convince of otherwise. Once they all understand exactly why you purr though, it’s another competition indeed to make you purr the longest/loudest!

And god forbid any one of them catch you grooming yourself…They all find it so adorable when you lick the back of your hand and smooth it over your hair. It makes them wanna just eat you up! It’s up to you to figure out figuratively or literally.

Pairing tail signals with beating up Childe, it gives them another heads up that you are Royally Pissed and they should back off. They’ve lived around you long enough to know tail flicking is a sign of irritation, so they try to cut off the annoyance there to prevent you going into sicko-mode fksbcksbc

me, reading all the poly puppyboy thirst on my dash rn: "sure hope this doesn't awaken anything in me!" jkjk but imagine getting them cute little collars with their name & yours on the tags. hearing the tags jingle as they fuck you. putting them on leashes & yanking a little when they get too close to cumming without your permission. them whining and collapsing on your chest from the edging while the others watch & wait for their turn with their master, pawing at the tent in their pants. oof. 🥵

I’m gonna need y’all to stop making me thirstier than the Sahara desert. It’s not good for my heart- /j

A readmore bc this got kind of long-

The collars,,, THE TAGS,,, Such a delicious idea. Imagine having the collars, tags, leashes and everything custom made from the finest leather in Fontaine, imported just for your sweet boys. When you present the gifts to them, Gorou is all too happy to put it on them and there, though Razor and Cyno need some convincing. But as soon as you make puppy eyes at them and say “Don’t you want to be my good boys, though?”, they’re hooked.

They already had trouble waiting for their turns before, but now, with the addition of jingling tags that stake your claim in them, and the feel of their collars firmly surrounding their necks, being tugged every which way by you willingly? Oh, they’ve never been more impatient and turned on in their lives.

Razor cums so, so early, and nearly cries when he does because he just wanted to be a good boy for you!! It’ll take some comforting to get him back up to speed and ready to go again.

Cyno finds himself oddly turned on by this- He didn’t think he’d be much into it, but as soon as you grab him by the collar and yank him down to your face, fingers idly playing with the tag, he can’t help but think this was such a good idea.

Gorou eagerly plays the part of your doting puppy. He wants to be rewarded, so he’s even more obedient when you ask him if he wants to go for a “walk” around the room. He takes anything you give him- even if that ends up being humping your leg as his only means of cumming that night.

By the end of the night, which really just turns out to be almost dawn, all three are exhausted and satisfied. Razor is subconsciously pawing at his collar as he sleeps, and Gorou is curled up at the foot of the bed with his tail wagging. Cyno has never looked so content, even in his sleep, before.

You wondered what their reactions would be when the next three collars come in from Fontaine next month.

Another fanart of this amazing game Genshin Impact, and this time I decided to draw Kaeya, who is one of the MOST FAVORITE characters for me <3 <3 <3 Just look at this face  ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

This is a Tumblr hug! Pass it on to your ten favorite followers and mutuals ✨💞

HI THANK YOU !!! <3 <3 i don't rly know anyone here so i think i know who this is?? just know yall are free to talk to me anytime, i'd love to make a few friends here ;w;