Headcanon Meme~

*waves shyly* Nagito Halloween smut 🥺 You know what I like🥰

Hey love! Of course I'll write you a Halloween themed Nagito ❤

⚠︎Warnings:Yandere, obsessive, resemblesDubcon, blood, gore, stalking, breeding, no condoms⚠︎

It's a dark Halloween night when Y/N was out in her Halloween costume, she wore a slutty red riding hood costume for a party.

The skirt rode up her thighs and provided no warmth from the harsh cold month of October. She knew there was a rampid ghoul on the lose, The Lover they call him, but she didn't care for it, thinking it's just some rumors for Halloween.

She left her home after dark to search for the party, unfortunately she wasn't the best with directions and got lost. She wandered for nearly 20 minutes before coming upon a park. There was a large oak tree that cast shadows over the park. The moonlight filtered through its leaves creating soft shadows. She walked up to the big tree and sat against its trunk. Y/N pulled out her phone to check for any messages, she had given up looking for the party. She wouldn't even notice the tall dark figure lurking near, not until she heard him speak.

"What is a sweet girl like you doing out this late? Don't you know how dangerous it is with scum like me around?" He taunted a bit, she turned to see a tall, lean male with white hair and the greyest eyes. He didn't seem like he tried much for Halloween, just some 'fake' blood thrown on him like a mess, other then that he was in normal clothing.

You turn your nose and scoff

"What's it to you? You're not even properly dressed to be out here" You report, however you couldn't deny you felt captured by his gaze. it was something about him that lured you to him. It was almost hypnotic, you barely even got that retort out.

He chuckled, finding you quite entertaining, seeing your feeble attempts to avoid him, he began walking towards you. He stopped inches away from you. "Why don't I walk you home? I promise to make sure you're protected", he asked softly. His voice sounded so seductive like it was trying to lull you into believing everything would be okay.

" S-sure.. better in parties of two right? " she spoke with a shy voice, she was slowly falling for his lure, his sky smirk was all it took for her to willingly take him to her home.

She stood up and grabbed her jacket and shoes, "Let's go" she said softly.He offered his arm to escort her back home while keeping an eye on her. Once again the two were walking through the dark streets of the city. Y/N could feel his warm touch against her hand and she found herself relaxing in his presence."I'm Y/N, by the way". She said shyly."My name is Nagito Komaeda, pleasure to meet you Y/N" he replied kindly and with a smile. They soon arrived to her apartment, walking in together, she would go to the kitchen to make dinner for the two.

"sorry I didn't expect company heh.. but what do you like to eat? I can make some chicken wings! " she said with a smile as she looked through her cabinet, not realizing he was slowly coming up behind her until she felt his hot breath against her neck and his hands holding her hips.

"you know.. I'm feeling more of thigh guy, I'm sure you don't mind right love? " he purrs as his hand moves to grab her thigh, just as she is sighing in pleasure his teeth sank into her neck, her blood tasted so sweet.. too sweet.. She screamed in pained pleasure, she didn't realize she was caught in the clutches of the Lover, it was then he realized something and moved from her neck, licking her stonging skin, his saliva having a healing property. He looked at her with a harsh stare, looking over her. She could see her own blood on his faces, his sharp fangs and his long tongue licking the blood.

"I'm feeling lucky tonight, I'll give you a choice, submit to me, give me a part of you to consume and be my sweet mate and survive or.. fight it and see how far you can get" he taunts sweetly, she felt funny, she felt hot. Did he have a venom? She shuttered and thought for a moment before speaking.

"M-My right eye.. I don't see well out of it anyways" some would call her crazy for doing this, she just couldn't resist him.

His smirk widened as he grabbed her wrist, pulling her to the bedroom . As they entered she gasped in pain as he roughly pressed her onto the bed, straddling her as he leaned down to kiss her neck again, "now let me taste it" his voice was low, she whimpered in response, he growled lowly, licking her neck again before biting it, this time less aggressive but more feral. It was like he was in heat, rutting up against her with a feral need. She whimpered as he continued sucking and biting her skin, his teeth grazing her throat and drawing blood from it. When she was finished, she cried out in pain as she saw blood on her clothes and on his lips."You will be mine now, I will consume you and be happy" his voice seemed deeper now, she felt his throbbing cock press against her weeping cunt, growling against her neck he slammed himself into her, taking her whole.

She screamed in pleasured pained, squirming under him as he pounds into her, breeding her, taking her as his. She feels so full, her walls tightening with every thrust of his hard cock. She could feel her climax approaching, his thrusts becoming more forceful and faster, she could feel a wave of euphoric bliss roll off him as he releases inside of her. He moaned loudly as the last bit of cum dripped from his leaking cock, filling her full of his seed. He groaned with a sly smirk

"Now rest, you'll be mated to me when you awake my love" He bit her neck one last time, she suddenly felt very tired, the pleasure she felt fading from her, "Sleep my lovely little Y/N, rest.. and remember your place, you belong to me now..."he whispered against her ear before kissing her passionately once more, now he will extract her promise to him and for the final piece of their mating rituals as a ghoul and human

I draw and write off an on! My requests for both is open! Heres some of my art!

can i get smut headcanons or a one shot for Invader Zim?? I’ve been looking in the dark web (wattpad and tumblr😔) and can’t find any :(

feel free to take your time, and stay hydrated and healthy!

Ofc! There is a lack of Zim content 😭 I written a one shot for Zim! Been awhile but hope I'm still as good 🥺

Fem! Reader x Zim

⚠WARNING⚠:Abduction, Ovipositor, breeding, Eggs, Smut

Zim skulked around his laboratory, his large, crimson eyes narrowed as he scanned his control panel with a devious focus. A recent wave of human interactions had sparked a new curiosity in him: “pairing” was something entirely foreign to Irkens. They were made for conquest and war, with no distractions or attachments. And yet, he saw it in humans everywhere—such bonds, so distractingly nonsensical, so… intriguing. How had these Earthlings managed to thrive with so much… emotion?

And then there was you.

Zim had observed you with interest, though you were quite unlike that Dib human with his ridiculous obsession with proving Zim’s “alien-ness.” No, you were different. Your fascination with extraterrestrial life was genuine, without that irritating need to capture or expose. It was peculiar, almost foolishly open-minded… but it had given him an idea.

“Gir!” Zim called out, his voice sharp but with a hint of excitement. Gir appeared out of nowhere, somersaulting into view with his usual enthusiasm.

“Yes, my lord?” Gir squeaked, holding a taco he’d somehow acquired without leaving the base.

“Prepare the ship!” Zim declared, his eyes gleaming. “We have a mission of… abduction!”

Gir’s eyes sparkled. “Ooooh! Abduction! Who we grabbin’, Zim? Is it the big-headed boy?” he asked, bouncing up and down.

“No, no, no!” Zim scowled, gesturing wildly. “This human isn’t a pest like Dib! This one… this one actually seems to like aliens!” He hissed the last word as if it were the strangest revelation in the world.

Gir gasped, his eyes widening. “They like aliens?” He threw his arms around Zim in excitement. “Yay, new friend!”

Zim pushed him off, huffing in irritation but unable to hide a smirk. “Yes, yes! Now, enough hugs! We must do this with precision and stealth!” He climbed into his tiny spaceship, Gir clambering in beside him, still clutching his taco and humming with glee.

Moments later, you were standing in your room, stargazing through your window, unaware of the ship descending toward your neighborhood. You’d always loved the idea of life beyond Earth, imagining what otherworldly beings might be like. But as Zim’s ship hovered silently above your house, you would soon realize that reality was much stranger than anything you could have imagined.

Before you knew it, a soft green light engulfed you, lifting you gently off your feet. Your heart raced, a mix of terror and excitement flooding your senses. This was it! A real alien abduction!

As you ascended toward the ship, you could just make out a tiny green figure with large, bug-like eyes and a big, gleeful smile—accompanied by an even smaller robot in a dog costume, waving excitedly at you.

“Welcome, human!” Zim announced triumphantly, his voice echoing dramatically. “You are now in the presence of ZIM! Fear not! I have no intentions of dissecting you… yet!”

Gir skipped around you, giggling uncontrollably. “Hi! Do you like tacos? Can we be best friends?”

Zim groaned. “Gir, compose yourself! We have a mission of SCIENCE!” But he couldn’t help glancing at you with curiosity, taking in your surprised but delighted expression. Humans were strange indeed—but maybe, just maybe, this one would help him understand them.

The base was strangely quiet as Zim guided you into a sterile-looking room, dimly lit by a few screens blinking erratically on the walls. He moved with an almost uncharacteristic calm, but his crimson eyes were alight with that manic curiosity that you’d seen in him before.

“Sit there, human,” he commanded, gesturing toward a peculiar-looking chair. You hesitated, noting the odd assortment of machinery surrounding it, each piece connected to the chair by tangles of wires. Zim’s expression held an unsettling intensity as he fussed with a few dials, muttering to himself, “Fascinating… so very odd, these humans…”

When he glanced back at you, his tone softened, though his voice still carried a slightly condescending lilt. “You should be honored, human! You are about to assist ZIM in unlocking the mystery of human ‘pairing’… and whatever purpose it may serve.”

He leaned in, examining you with those unnervingly bright eyes, his face far too close for comfort. “Humans are curious creatures… forming attachments for no strategic purpose, no tactical advantage,” he said, as if the concept itself was a foreign toxin. “And yet—there is something to it, isn’t there? These attachments… these connections you cling to.”

The alien strapped an odd, dome-shaped helmet over your head, wires dangling from its sides, some with tiny electrodes that pressed lightly against your temples. As he adjusted the helmet, he continued his monologue, almost to himself. “You Earthlings cling to each other, not because you are forced to… but because you want to. And I, the all-powerful Zim, intend to understand it.”

He adjusted a monitor beside the chair, the screen casting a soft glow over his face. “Prepare yourself, human! Zim shall now probe the depths of your mind.” His words would’ve sounded threatening if it weren’t for the strange fascination in his voice, as though he himself was teetering on the edge of some grand revelation he didn’t quite grasp.

With a flick of his clawed finger, Zim activated the machine. You felt a soft hum, a gentle pulsing of light from the monitor. The screen before him began to flash images—scenes of people embracing, holding hands, sharing close moments. As each image blinked by, Zim’s expression shifted from smug triumph to bewilderment.

“These… interactions…” he muttered, eyes narrowing. “Why would a creature seek such vulnerability? Why rely on… on another for comfort?” He practically spat the word, as if he couldn’t comprehend its meaning, and yet… something in his expression softened. His gaze flicked from the screen to you, eyes probing, intense. “Explain it to me,” he demanded, though his voice was quieter than before. “Why does your kind… choose this?”

The screen continued its cascade of images, and for a fleeting moment, Zim’s façade of unbreakable ego faltered. You could see the alien’s frustration—yet also a trace of reluctant curiosity, as if something in him was drawn to this strange phenomenon, against his own programming.

To make the setting feel more intimate while keeping Zim in character, you could gradually shift the focus from his cold, clinical approach to something that intrigues him on a more personal level. This builds tension naturally, as Zim becomes less of an “alien scientist” and more genuinely curious about you as an individual. Here’s how you could make that transition:

Zim stared at the screen, silent, as images of human intimacy—hands interlocking, gentle touches, close gazes—flashed across it. His intense eyes flicked back and forth, analyzing each scene with a growing sense of perplexity and, perhaps, the slightest hint of intrigue. For a few moments, he was still, deep in thought.

Then, as if reaching some decision, he abruptly turned the machine off. The room fell into a quiet hum, leaving only the faint glow of the monitor lighting the space between you.

Zim’s gaze shifted to you, his eyes a little softer, though still guarded. He spoke, his voice lower, more thoughtful than before. “These attachments…” he began, his usual confidence giving way to something almost hesitant, “are all a… choice? A decision you make?”

You nodded, unsure where he was leading with this question. He tilted his head, his antennae twitching as he continued to study you with that intense curiosity, but now it seemed more directed at you than the concept of “human pairing” itself.

“Humans willingly place themselves in such vulnerable situations,” he muttered, more to himself than to you. He took a hesitant step closer, his gaze flickering over you with both fascination and wariness. “They seek comfort… and understanding?” He sounded almost skeptical, as if he couldn’t quite believe that such things could be desirable.

The silence between you grew. Zim, though he usually carried himself with sharp arrogance, now seemed conflicted, unsure of how to proceed. You could sense his curiosity deepening, yet he was clearly out of his element.

“What would it…” His words trailed off, and for a moment, he just stared, a hint of vulnerability in his expression. “What would it mean,” he tried again, “for an Irken to… to attempt such an interaction?”

He sat down across from you, for once lacking his usual commanding posture. Instead, he looked almost… uncertain, a question in his eyes that he couldn’t quite bring himself to ask aloud.

“Explain it to me,” he whispered, his voice unusually soft, “this need to understand each other, to… to feel close.”

The quiet hum of the base faded into the background, leaving just the two of you in the dim glow. Zim’s sharp, alien features softened slightly in the shadows, and for the first time, he seemed to be listening, truly listening, waiting to hear your answer. This shift, subtle yet deeply personal, began to dissolve the clinical walls of his laboratory, creating a rare, vulnerable space for both of you.

“it's.. Hard to explain but.. “ you think for a moment, truly lost at the explanation yet it seemed he's so eager to know, to.. Experience it with you, it made your heart race and mind fuzzy at the thought of being with an alien.. Being with him.

“Yes.. People ‘pair’ together because they feel.. Love and trusting with them. And well, some pair for the.. Intimate expect of it” You explain the best you could we Zim seem interested in the last part “Intimate? Touching?” He spoke closing in on you, removing the helmet that he had for the machine

“Then present yourself to me, I'll be your filthy mate human” he spoke with authority as if demanding, yet you found no issue in it as his gloved hands reached out to touch your face before you leaned in to kiss him, catching him by surprise yet he kissed back, harshly too, wanting to dominate you as your invader.

He pulls you onto an examination table, the closest and clean surface as everything else is covered by machinery, his hands grip and pull at your clothing, Zim’s eyes were an intense, otherworldly red—sharp and brilliant, almost like the glow of molten metal. They held a fierce, focused light, their color shifting subtly with his emotions, flashing with irritation or narrowing in suspicion. In rare, unguarded moments, a softer glint would appear in them, like a spark dulled just slightly, as if he were capable of more than just calculated contempt.

When he looked at you now, the red had an almost hypnotic depth, somewhere between curiosity and a hint of something he couldn’t—or wouldn’t—admit. His gaze was piercing and unwavering, yet it held a new, cautious warmth, as though he were seeing you for the first time in a way he didn’t entirely understand. His leather gloves felt chillingly cold as he pulled your clothing off with a loud rip,disregarding any attachment you might've had to the outfit, now gazing down at your body with a hunger.

“Humans are..fascinating..” He murmurs as his hands down your body, groping and feeling before latching onto your neck, wanting to mark you, wanting to make you his. You couldn't help but moan and squirm under his touch, what surprised you the most was feeling something cold and wet against your thigh but before you could see what it was his lips crashed into yours, a harsh dominating kiss,his lips was cold as they mix with your warm lips.

His grip and kiss spoke volumes, he's in charge, he is your invader.

“Stay still human.. “ he spoke in a hiss, you feel the same cold feeling press against your wet hole, finally getting a look you see he had an ovipositor rather then a traditional cock. Within seconds he pushed in, his ovipositor easily slid into you with the lube like substance on it. His groans and growls muffled by your neck as he quickly picked up pace, fucking into you like an animal in heat, who knew a species made by machines could be so passionate and rough? Your moans mix with his as his ovipositor pulses, growing close he curses in his language before growling “cum with me human!” as up ur pussy clamps against his ovipositor it nestled deep within your waiting womb as you felt small gelatin like eggs push through and into your womb, after about 4 he would spurt a chilling cold cum to fill the rest of the space before pulling out. His hand holding onto your stomach, his young waiting inside

“You're mine now human~” he.. Purred almost as he held you close to him.

Obsessed with Corruption Venti and I'm so angry I can't find any fan fictions for him 😤

Artist on tiktok:@cali.xxx

Made a gift for my great friend @hitomisuzuya ! I got a bit creative with the story! I hope you like it 😊💜

⚡︎Til Death Due Us Part⚡︎

-Fatui Yandere!Scaramouche x female reader!

⚠Warnings⚠:Yandere themes, angst, mention of death, Dottore is mentioned, manhandling, Electroplay.

Song suggestion for the story!

-Lightning struck harshly as the snow outside became a full blown snowstorm in the span of a single second. The sky lit up with an electrical flash and loud boom that made the ground beneath him tremble violently enough to make the hairs on his arms stand on end and make him for once frightened by the sudden storm before gaining his composer once more.

It was a dark night indeed, this night would be the birth of someone special, you see Scaramouche had always been such a lonely man, he's never had a relationship, however he fell in love with a woman from a local village. He's watched over her for so long, gifting her things no one else could, making sure she was safe. But one day while he was on orders her village was slaughtered, he should've known it would happen, you can't trust others to do a job for you, he didn't realize what went wrong until he returned to see her lifeless body, Scaramouche felt empty inside again. She's always believed that Scaramouche has always loved her, and that he will continue to do so even beyond her death but that wasn't enough, he couldn't stand being immortal so he decided upon himself to bring her to Dottore, carrying her lifeless body with defeat written in his eyes. Of course Dottore was very curious and interested in this, to have this little puppet return to him asking for help, how could he turn them away? After a few days of preparation Dottore told him she wanted the girl to be brought back as an immortal with him, to be connected. It would definitely be a new experiment as he's never resurrected someone yet, however it wasn't beyond this doctors capabilities.

That brings us to that day, the day he waited to bring such a delicate life back, to defy the Archons. Scaramouche stood outside the operation room pacing back and fourth as the Doctor operated. After hours of excruciating waiting, the loud thunder and the harsh winds he would see the doors open, inside was the woman he loved, her breathing returned, her color returning as well as her eyes fluttering open, the first person she sees was her darling Scaramouche, the man who was always there, up until the end. As their gaze met, they were filled with relief and tears of joy rolled down their cheeks. The Doctors words of assurance about how she should be just like him, he would notice on her neck as well as his would hold the same Electro mark, branding them together.

Since that day she's been by his side like such a good little housewife, and now with her awake once more, she was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. A tear ran down his face as he held her, gently stroking her cheek before kissing it tenderly. He'd do anything to protect his perfect love, nothing in this world could harm her now, not the Archons, not the abyss and definitely not any unknown entity that had taken her life before.

Today was like any other, she often came with him on his missions, staying by his side as he commanded his subordinates, making plans and further more. However it wouldn't be a peaceful day, an older male came up to her while he was distracted yelling at an Agent for being reckless, the male exclaimed that he was her old lover, back at the now ruined village, yelling how Scaramouche was the one who ordered it's destruction. That's when he turned to see this man holding her and scaring her, she luckily couldn't remember him, he made sure most of her memories from her past was erased other then himself. Scaramouche growled at the sight of a disgusting human before violently striking the male down with his bare hands, he was going to kill anyone who harmed her and no one would be able to stop him or his beloved. When the male was defeated Scaramouche turned around looking back at his precious angel, he immediately yelled at his subordinates to dispose of the body as his arm wrapped around her waist to hold her close. He never would've thought someone would survive the attack, he did plan it but didn't plan on his pathetic excuse of subordinates to kill her too, they suffered greatly by his hands before meeting their Archon.

He kept her close for the rest of the day, he had anger flowing through him, it can be easily seen by the bright glow of Electro in his indigo eyes and the sparks of Electro radiating off his finger tips. It would be later that night once he finally gets her to his tent does he release this anger.

She's so sweet and naive, not realizing why he was so rough, his calloused hands pushing her against his make shift bed angerly "How dare such a lowly disgusting human try touching you, my precious angel?" Her response was to simply kiss him passionately, he took this chance to deepen the kiss, biting her lower lip teasingly as hands pulled her clothing off harshly. Groping, feeling and grinding against her. He was so needy for her, letting our low groans as he felt her dampen his shorts with her arousal, her exotic moans only adding fuel to the fire. Once she was completely naked she began to pull on his clothing as well, just as needy as he was. This only seemed to encourage him as he pushed his boxers down and entered her in one smooth move. His thrusts were firm and forceful, causing her to moan loudly before wrapping her legs around his waist. They've been intimate before but this time was different, he wanted to mark her whole body, not only in hickeys but also with a child. He wasn't sure if she could fall pregnant to him but he wanted to try, either way fucking his cum back into her was a thought that served to boost his harsh thrusts, letting our low growls and groans as his fingers gripped her hips tightly.

"You're being such a good cum slut for me, taking me so well-" Groaning as he felt her walls tightly slightly against him as she was nearing her climax.

"Don't you fucking dare cum without me whore" he spat out as his hips slam against her roughly as her eyes glowed brightly with pleasure. His finger tips sent small shocks of electro into her heightening her pleasure, her legs shaking as her body shook

"Please let me cum Scara! I-I can't hold it any longer! " She begged as her nails scratch dark lines against his his pace quickened as she started to lose control. She cried loudly with joy as her body convulsed from her orgasms, he grunted in approval as he slammed into her again, harder this time. He grabbed her breasts harshly pulling at her nipples, his hips slamming hard into hers as her legs wrapped tighter around his waist. His lips latched onto her neck as he continued to pump into her, she was moaning and crying his name uncontrollably, her body arching up to meet every thrust he gives her. As he pulls out of her he starts pounding into her roughly as her mouth moves towards his neck as well, sucking on his skin.

His hips shudder as he felt his electro flow through her causing both of them to cum together, she screamed in ecstasy as he released in her, keeping himself inside, he couldn't let go yet, he loved the feeling of her warmth on him. He held her close as she would fall asleep on his chest.

He will make sure she is safe, to be his and only his. She's every thing to him, he would do anything to protect her, his sweet dove and love.

Someone send me requests for genshin because I need a reason to be distracted from my animation 😭 it's killing me, been at it for hours now. Pic of his smirking ass 🙄

Venti/Barbatos x follower fem reader!

Much like my Smut Soulmate I was nervous for this release since I mainly have scara Simps on here but since they're posting I'm posting! We post together 🥺❤👫

Here's to good fan fiction! 🍷

@hitomisuzuya

⚠Warnings⚠:God complex,superiority kink, corruption, venti being himself, pervert stuff, praise kink, breeding kink, mentions of Alcohol because ya know venti.

Barbatos, the Archon of Freedom, holder of the Ameno Vision and the weakest Archon according to those who do not live in Mondstadt. It doesn't matter what they say however, to you he is all you need, to believe in, to love, to feel protected. You're a nun in the Favonius Cathedral, ever since you were young you've dedicated your life to preserve, protect and to teach everything Barbatos was about.

You lived among another named Barbara, she's the Deaconess, she is older but not by much. However you've noticed she's been neglecting her dutys, only slightly not something an average person would notice. She seems to be infatuated with the Traveller, sure he is interesting but he didn't peek your interest as much as a certain bard that seemed to follow him occasionally. Unaware of the bards true identity of course you tried to stray from temptation, barely speaking to him unless he speaks first which surprisingly happens often.

The bard known as Venti often runs right up to you first thing whenever the traveller enters the church. You of course speak to him, after all even with your crush on the male it would be rather rude and ungodly to ignore him, not that you would want to anyways.

The bard often talks about anything that comes on his mind it seems, things such as if you tried wine or if you really lived in the church all day and night. Yes you've tried wine, only communal wine however, nothing compared to what the bard had drank in his nights at the winery. How do you know? He often came to the church doors late at night crying out to see you in his drunken state, slurring words and being very touchy. You of course always opened the doors as it was your job to help those in need and even with his constant self destructive habits, he's still someone who needs help. It's unknown rather the bard had a home or family so he usually slept in a pew on those nights, and on the other times he isn't drunk you aren't sure where he goes, though the traveller assures you he's fine.

Today was like many others, quiet and peaceful as you could see the sun's rays shining in through the large windows and the sound of the wind blowing gently outside. That morning Barbara informed you that she would be out for the next week, it was rather strange, she's never left the church that long, however she assured you it was just to spend time with family, with her older sister Jean. So you would be alone to care for the Cathedral which wasn't too hard, not a whole lot happens really.

Around noon the traveller came to the church asking for Barbara, you unfortunately had to inform the man that she was out for a week. He took it well and decided to leave however his bard friend seemed to not notice. After Aether left Venti as usual ran to you and started off on his usual conversations.

"So Y/N, are you really alone for a week? Like by yourself? I can imagine it'll be sooo lonely huh" He said in a slight teasing voice as you was both sat at a pew. "Yes, I'll be on my own however I have all I need for company, the winds Lord Barbatos bestowed upon the city is enough company and comfort" You replied knowing he was probably going to try to stay around, in a fantasy sure you would like him to stay.. and maybe do other th- No! You cannot think this way, this is sinful and will distract you from your purpose. Shaking her head some as you cleared your thoughts you noticed Venti as leaning over, his hand reaching up to your face, you move away some "What are you doing Venti?"you asked with a sigh as he giggled " your face is all red, what could be going through your mind? Nothing dirty I hope~! " he teased as you didn't notice. In embarrassment you stood up sighing "Venti I must ask you to leave as I need to clean the pews and return to my duties, maybe another time we can chat about something related to the church" you said to him with a bit of sass as he only smirked as he got up "Oh sure, I'll definitely be coming back to talk about Lord Barbatos~" he teased before leaving.

Later that night as you was already settled into your bed in the back of the Cathedral you started to close your eyes when you heard the all too familiar sound of someone knocking and banging against the large doors of the church. You thought about not even bothering with it being that your alone but after a few minutes the banging continued along with faint whining, sighing you got up in your silk robes and headed towards the front. You wore white beautiful sleeping robes, no they weren't see through, at least not unless gotten wet but if you remember correctly it's not supposed to rain so no worried right?

Just before you get to the door you hear a loud thunder strike! You looked at the windows and noticed the very heavy downpour, just as you were going to grumble about your outfit you heard the banging and ran to the door, almost forgot he was out there.

Unlocking and opening the large doors you see Venti, crumbled onto the stairs, his clothes soaking wet as he looked up at you pitifully "Y/N~ you took sooo long to get the door today... I'm all wet now.. " he whined, you couldn't help but to feel bad for the boy. After all it doesn't rain often here and definitely never stormed this bad in awhile. You reach down to help him up but only to pull you into the rain too. Great just what you needed, not even thinking on how translucent your outfit must be you're more focused on getting the drunken bard inside, helping him up and inside the church, the doors closing behind you. It's then now that you're soaking wet you noticed how cold the main Hall with the pews get at night, you decided he couldn't sleep here, he would catch a cold or worse. You walk him to the back where your room was, of course you couldn't sleep in the same bed so you where already thinking on taking Barbaras room, she wouldn't mind.

You set him down and start looking in your dresser for something wearable for him, of course after you already given him a towel to at least warm up with.

However the whole time you're digging through your clothes you could feel his eyes staring at you, almost forgetting your what used to be a pretty silk nightgown is now see through thanks to the rain. "Can you not stare so hard Venti? I'm trying to find something for you to wear" you say, not able to look at him in embarrassment.

He shakes his head a smile tugging on his lips as he leans in closer "No, it's just that you're so adorable.. you know that don't you? I'd love to hold you in my arms" the bard slurred as he was right up against you, you could feel his chest, did.. did he take his wet clothes off already??

You turn to face him to see he was only in boxers, your eyes couldn't help but betray you, looking at his body and especially the ever growing tent in his underwear.

"V-Venti! Why are yo-" Before you could argue he placed a finger over your lips, his eyes glowed as marking appeared on to his body, it was then when you could see him for who he was, as Lord Barbatos.

"Didn't I tell you earlier? I would come back to talk, of course it would be a bit selfish since it is about me~" He giggled as he was pressed against you, you could feel him poking you, these feelings of arousal was familiar but not all too familiar, yes you had a life of abstinence but you're human and of course would have those thoughts occasionally.

"Speechless? Not surprising, after all you are meeting the very Archon you've been worshiping all your life, tell me Y/N, do you want to please your Archon? To be my little follower? " he said with lust laced heavily in his voice. His tone was soft but filled with desire and want, you wanted him to kiss you so bad right now.

"L-Lord Barbatos... " you mumbled unable to form words, he let out a low groan at the name, it's been ages since he's been called by his true name, it only serves to intensify his lust. "Yes call me that more, your Lord, your Archon~" his soft lips crashing into yours, his hands was quick to pull the wet nightgown off, he didn't want you to get a cold now would he?

Your body felt hot to his touch, you felt sparks go off in your body whenever his hands moved across them, yet you didn't resist it, why should you? He is your Archon, all these years serving him, unaware he was always there, in plain sight.

He pushed you onto the bed, hovering over you, he is so pretty, his eyes.. his glowing tattoos, his face and everything, he truly was an Archon, your Archon.

You shiver under his gaze as you felt himself moving his mouth against your collarbone, your head feeling dizzy as he bites you harshly as you whimper slightly. A soft moan leaves your lips as he moves lower kissing and sucking on your neck, you gasp a bit in surprise, his hands wander over your body as he presses his chest against yours and you both feel heat spread through your bodies, a small whimper escaping your lips as his hands continue their path downwards, to your core.

It doesn't take long for him to find what he was looking for, his hands begin to push your hips upwards, wanting to feel the sensation of skin on skin between the two of you, you whimper once more, feeling a small nip on your neck as he begins to suck on it, you feel yourself arching your back as he continues to work his magic on you, you feel yourself becoming wetter and wetter, you could feel your legs shaking as you tried to keep yourself still, you could feel his fingers slipping inside you to feel the warmth inside you, it was exciting. Moaning out his name and whimpering for more "Ssshhh... I knew you'd like this~, just give me a moment, my muse" he said as his kisses made their way to your stomach, moving up your torso slowly. You moan quietly, your hands gripping his hair gently as your body trembles uncontrollably.

His slender fingers made quick work of you, it didn't take long for you get close already, moaning, whimpering and begging "My Lord, Barbatos please~! " but of course just before you could release he slipped his fingers out, giggling. He's still the same bard you met, a teasing man.

Before you could retaliate you felt his member press into you, whining as tears flowed, the Archon sympathized with you, whiping your tears as he whispered sweet nothings into your ear as he pushed further until he was fully into you.

As he began to move, it wasn't the pain that shocked you so much as the pleasure that made you tremble and let out moans, it was intoxicating really, the sensation was so overwhelming, he thrust harder as he held you tighter as you bucked underneath him, crying out as you gripped his shoulders, you couldn't seem to hold yourself still anymore, a mixture of pleasure and pain mixed inside you as his member went deeper and deeper.

You gasped, gasping loudly as you cried out from the pleasure, he grunted as he held your body firmly against his own.

"Won't you be my lover? My pretty little wife? The woman that'll bring the next Archon into this world~? " He said as his thrusts was harsh against your hips, groans left his lips as he gotten close.

"Beg for me, beg to be filled with my love, to be mine~" he groaned out as his eyes seemed to glow brighter.

"P-please Lord Barbatos, please f-fill me up! " Was all you could say before reaching your climax as well as his own, pushing himself deeper into you, everything happened so fast, he seemed to glow so bright, you fainted from all the stimulation.

.......

Your eyes fluttered open hearing the winds softly blow against the church, you felt sore before remembering last night, shooting up in bed quickly aching and regretting it as you held your stomach some. You noticed you're alone in your room, no sign of the bard.

You get up to get dressed and looked into your mirror to see all the markings, hickeys, bites and.. is that an Ameno mark? On her neck was a glowing mark for the Ameno Archon.

After getting dressed and cleaning up you opened the doors to the church for the regulars to come in, and not to surprising a certain bard was sitting on the stairs with his Lyre, singing a song of love.

Not sure if you drew this but I think your art is very pretty

I did! Thank you so much! I doodle in my free time and wanted to make something special for my smut soulmate @hitomisuzuya ❤ Here's some of my other art some featuring my bestie ❤

Also yes I am open to write for my OCS like oc x reader

hi :) are you still doing requests? if so, some ryokira for the soul would be amazing 💛

Hi! And yes of course! 🖤🤍

It's Not Time

Summary:

Time is precious and should be spent wisely, if anyone would know it was Ryo Asuka, he spent a lot of time subconsciously planning for world domination and unexpectedly met his soulmate, Akira Fudo.

Story Start:

It was a bright sunny day in the world of Ryo Asuka, he was awake bright and early as the sun raised behind him in his glass penthouse. He was typing away on his computer working away as he heard the noise of a door opening, he listened to the footsteps enter the kitchen, shuffle around and then exit. He tuned out the noises under 'Akira being noisy' and continued his work until he felt himself get lifted some as Akira slumped onto the couch next to him. "Are you working on a weekend Ryo? " he asked as if he didn't know already, this was a bad habbit of Ryos since they met as kids, well that and violence he seemed to be a bit over dramatic when it came to feelings.

"Yes." He replied bluntly as Akira made a face at his lack of enthusiasm towards his question, he was always dreary for a chance to talk about anything but his work as usual.

"I see what your problem is" he grumbled as he moved around so that he could lay down facing Ryos direction instead on the couch across his lap.

The man looked up from his phone at his boyfriend's words as Akira stretched one arm out over him and held his hand above his head, his other laid loosely on top of Ryos laptop keyboard. He frowned at his husband's behaviour before returning his eyes to his screen trying not to think about how weird it was for him to be so loving, he wasn't His thoughts were soon brought back again when he felt something cold being placed into his mouth which he knew too well had only been done because of the childish smile he let slip as he licked his lips clean and opened his mouth in an attempt to take it away. However he was unsuccessful in doing so and was soon left with a warm fuzzy feeling throughout his mouth as he watched Akira stand and walk around the room grabbing a few things to make breakfast. As much as Ryos tried he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed that he wasn't able to get what he wanted, he would never admit it though. After finishing the first plate of cereal he walked over to the kitchen where his lover sat leaning against the counter eating yogurt, once he finished he grabbed a glass and drank it slowly before turning to face Akira and smiling at him before walking off to the bathroom for a shower.

Once dressed he made his way back to the kitchen where Akira was still waiting for the second plate, this time Ryos took hold of it and began to eat as Akira leaned against the island next to him and ate his cereal, he smiled happily at his partner who gave him an equally happy grin and leaned over to peck his cheek.

As Akira sat back to his normal position in the living room, his feet propped up against the coffee table Ryos sat on the sofa beside him, they'd been sitting like this for close to four hours now and neither of them were tired enough to fall asleep yet so they just sat and enjoyed each others company and talked while they were both content with their current situation. Ryo was currently laying curled up on the couch with his head on Akira's shoulder and one arm draped across his waist.

Akira turned his attention to the TV in front of them switching to a random channel, he reached over the back of the couch and ran his fingers through Ryo's hair before settling his palm against Ryos jaw to angle his head towards his side and kiss him lightly. When Akira finally pulled away he spoke softly and lovingly "I love you more than anything else, you are my entire universe Ryo"

I was on Pinterest when I seen these beautiful Valentine's letters from Genshin characters however I didn't see any from our electro/anemo boi so I decided to edit some for you! I couldn't help but to make these since it would be unfair he didn't get the love like the rest did! I'll be adding the other letters as well!

I made one for each of his stages of life, Kunikuzushi, Scaramouche and Wanderer! Hope you like them! 😊💜

@hitomisuzuya