How Do You Expect To Write Stuff Like This And Not Pay For My Therapy? /j

how do you expect to write stuff like this and not pay for my therapy? /j

painter!diluc, will paint you everyday and save them but when you died, he has nothing to remember you by so he just looks at it and he looses all his motivation to paint so he just hangs all his paintings of you and feel burn out, he has lost his father, his brother (in a relationship way like they are now strangers) and lastly his love

Tramonto, 2.3k words, Diluc x gn! reader

Diluc Ragnvindr. Owner of Dawn Winery. Darknight Hero. Richest man in Mondstadt. One of the 2 most eligible bachelors in Mondstadt. At least, until he met you and settled down with you.

And also, painter extraordinaire. Though few in Mondstadt knew.

How did Diluc come into contact with the world of art?

He first learnt about painting from his first teacher, Master Crepus himself. In his younger days, before Kaeya came along, he would spend afternoons at Dawn Winery, learning painting from his father.

The type of paint to use. How to create the paint itself. The basic strokes of the paintbrush. How to properly frame the subject in the canvas. Such a precious childhood memory. The endless hours painting Crepus’s own eagles. Or the grapes in the winery. Or the blue blue sky above them, leading to Celestia. The tinkling of laughter as Crepus teased Diluc for his childish paintings. Diluc being embarrassed and telling his old man to stop.

As Master Crepus became busier and Kaeya came, Crepus assigned the two of them a tutor from Sumeru, skilled in many scholarly subjects, including painting.

And while the cheeky Kaeya would prank the tutor with lizards, young Diluc would be listening to the tutor with rapt attention, his young and still short frame processing what his tutor taught him. Painting was his greatest passion. Kaeya was never the type to appreciate the fine arts. He loved fighting, and would often spar with Diluc. Though he fully supported his brother in his painting endeavors, sometimes tagging along to scavenge for suitable ingredients for Diluc’s latest attempts to create his own paint.

And on Crepus’s wishes, young Diluc would rise to the ranks of the youngest Calvary Captain of the Knights of Favonius, with Kaeya and Jean being his greatest supports back then. The three of them, the three Musketeers within the Knights of Favonius.

He was so young back then. The fire in his eyes, burning ever so bright.

“Sometimes, life can change in an instant.”

How it rang so true on Diluc’s birthday that day, on the carriage when Diluc was planning to present his own self-painted Baroque style portrait of his father at home even though it was his own birthday, when the monster attacked.

The very same day when Kaeya admitted to being a spy of Khaenri'ah. Diluc swore internally to burn the portrait of Kaeya he had prepared for his birthday as they clashed under the mourning rain.

That day, he gave up his paintbrush, his title and his Vision, and left to seek vengeance.

He thought he lost it all when he came back to Mondstadt a few years later, now Dawn Winery’s owner. He may have riches and power, but he lost his brother and his father at the cost of it. What was it all for? What was his meaning in life now, beyond living up to his father’s legacy and seeing his estranged brother alive?

Then you came.

Diluc could not pinpoint when he exactly fell for you, but you left an indelible mark on his heart.

And from then on, the flames in his heart were ignited for the second time, destined to grow in intensity as the two of you grew closer.

Before long, all of Mondstadt, including his insufferable brother Kaeya, knew of his growing affections for you. It was rather obvious, really. How he would give you all the time in the world, and yet would not do the same for the rest of the girls many have introduced to him. Diluc would usually leave it to his flirty brother to charm them away. Not that he would ever mention to Kaeya his gratefulness for being such a flirt.

Or how he was always so protective of you whenever you were in the bar. You were stunning and attractive in your own right, and you had your fair share of suitors.

And among his staff, they all knew that their Master Diluc had picked up his paintbrush not quite long after he reclaimed his Vision and a new title: Dawn Winery’s Owner.

He would spend hours at night, as the crystal flies and fireflies danced together in a duet of blue and yellow, as the fire at the fireplace burned, painting. Thinking of how your face was framed. Each and every freckle on your face. The exact shade of your eyes and hair.

Diluc works tirelessly so as to ensure he will get as many details as perfect as possible. He wanted to capture your essence correctly.

He never tells you about his hobby of painting even as he confesses right outside the doors of his manor, the crystalflies and fireflies shimmering so gently around you, depicting you as an angel in his eyes.

And oh, how his heart beams when you say yes.

For the first time in so long, Diluc found happiness through you. You were the artist who brought colour back into his grey canvas. The muse to his artistic self. The glue to his paper. The two of you were a team and so complementary. Everyone always felt you two were wonderful together.

He remembers the moment when you found out that he painted. He was painting you in that adorable outfit that day during your date, and he was trying to shape your smile in the portrait when you burst open the door, yelling “HEY DILUC- oh my, that is a lot of paintings you have in here… wait, these are all me?”

Cue Diluc turning as red as his hair, an awkward bobble of his head in acknowledgement of your statement.

“Diluc. This. All these paintings of me are so amazing. I love it. I love every single painting here because it’s your work and archons, I love you so much.”

With such an awestruck look on your face, how could he not help but kiss the living daylights out of your lips after you said that? You drove him insane, and car licenses aren’t even a thing in Teyvat.

It was awkward, but after a while, the two of you went on memorizing the taste of each other’s lips that night before the both of you settled down, Diluc resuming his painting, this time with you watching.

Each and every time he painted, you were by his side. Always.

And oh, you, who encouraged him to paint other people as well. Although Diluc did not paint as many as you would have liked, but he painted Crepus and Kaeya, now the Cavalry Captain of the Knights of Favonius.

Everything was so lovely with you. Everyday, the two of you would meet. Sometimes at the tavern, where you dabbled in mixing drinks with him and talked to him throughout his entire shift. Sometimes at Dawn Winery, where the 2 of you could spend hours and hours dancing with the sunset as your backdrop. Even when he left at night for his vigilante duties, you always understood. A kiss for luck before he left, and a glass of grape juice when he returned.

3 years passed, just like that. So many memories were made between the two of you, and though he could not remember it all clearly, he knows so dearly that you are the one for him. And he wishes to cement that.

It took a while, but upon realizing that Mondstadt did not have the ring he desired, he decided to go to Liyue, for it was famed for his ores after all.

What luck! He also had to go to Liyue to negotiate with the Tianquan about his wine anyway! And off he goes, looking for the right ring so that he properly proposes to you.

“Sometimes, life can change in an instant.”

He didn’t expect to lose you right at this juncture of life.

…

It was all a blur, just like that time period where Crepus died. Jean and Kaeya told him that there had been an Abyss invasion, and even the traveler’s twin had appeared. You, in the process of making sure everyone was evacuating safely, had been burnt to a crisp by a Pyro abyss mage.

Can you see it? The way his vision glows at his hips, how his mouth opens, about to shout at the Knights for their inefficiency with so much hatred? How the knights cost him so much? How his eyes are for the first time, alive, but alive with so much fury that even Kaeya visibly winces. The ring he holds in his glove, for you, as he clenches his fist is the only reason why he didn’t lash out.

He mutely showed the ring, and asked for whatever remains that were left of you.

He got nothing. Not even a single speck of ash that was from your frail body. Not even a single chance to hold you one last time before you left.

…

The first thing he did when he got back home was to rummage through the house, to see if there was anything left of you. Other than your clothes and accessories, there was nothing left. Not even a single letter, not even a single keepsake.

Nothing.

He briefly held your clothes, trying to recall your scent. He could not find it.

He goes down to his painting room.

The evening sun shines on his paintings.

Diluc stares. At each and every one of his paintings as he desperately tries to imprint everything in his mind so that he won’t forget.

Your smile. The shade of your hair and eyes. The exact proportions of your shape. How you looked when you were curious. How you looked at him with so much affection in your eyes. So, so many details, and now he wants to paint the you he saw before he left for Liyue.

He prepares his paint and canvas. He calms himself down. He picks up his paintbrush. He lowers it. He looks at the stool where you would always sit on.

Diluc Ragnvindr cries, in that soundproof room, in his museum of love for you.

Diluc Ragnvindr loses his motivation and desire to paint as his muse has left for the heavens.

Diluc Ragnvindr stares at all his paintings each and every day now instead of painting.

His late father’s portrait and Kaeya’s portrait are also moved into this room, placed at a corner. So that they will not outshine you.

He does not wish to ever pick up the paintbrush again, as the memories are too painful - they remind him too much of happiness.

Diluc does not want anything to do with happiness and the light anymore. He wishes to live in the darkness of the night, carrying on his duties as the enigmatic Master DIluc and as the Darknight Hero.

The first time he returned from his mission, he was shocked to see a glass of grape wine, placed at the same spot.

“Y/n asked that I pour a glass of grape juice in this specific glass whenever you came back from your duties, Master Diluc.” Adelinde stated.

Why do you still care for him, even after your death?

…

It’s been a hundred days since you left this world. Leaving Diluc all alone in this world.

His mind still thinks about you. His hands still reach out for yours, only to realise that you have already left. His eyes still search for you in the packed tavern, waiting for you to come back to him.

Each and every night, as he looks at the three paintings - you, Crepus and Kaeya, he thinks about all that he has lost, and how he associates the Knights and painting with all three of you.

The leftmost painting, Crepus, his gentle smile and firm gaze on the red-haired man. Wrinkles are drawn carefully with detail, his red eyes the exact same shade as Diluc’s, staring at him, encouraging him to face life and emerge victorious. His clothes were formal and polite, but with bright colours of red. His hair is a maroon mess, wavy even.

The rightmost painting, Kaeya, his eyepatch on his right eye, his left eye icy blue, with a star right in the middle, testament to his Khaenri'ahn heritage. His smirk on his face. Flamboyant clothes of blue, with that snow fox fur coat on his shoulders and that chest window. His deep blue hair ponytail flowing down his shoulders, and his hand gloves with gold ornaments and silver spikes seem to shine under the lights. Ever as flashy as ever, even in his youth.

Lastly, the middle painting, you. A soft gaze filled with adoration is seen in your (color)-shade eyes, a cheeky smile adorning your face. A necklace rests on your collarbone, a heirloom from your own mother. You wore it to honor her memory. You wore simple but elegant clothes, perfectly outlining your beauty. How he could gaze at it for hours and hours.

Diluc leaves the room, his museum of memories of all the people he has come to love in his life. He leaves Crepus’s delusion in front of his painting, Kaeya’s old eyepatch in front of Kaeya’s, and the ring he planned to use to propose to you in front of yours.

Diluc Ragnvindr wears the ring’s partner on his left ring finger. Even if you were gone, he swore to you once that his heart would only be yours in this lifetime. He plans to honor that promise. No matter how much it hurts to know that you’re gone and he’ll never be able to make more memories with you, he’ll keep what the two of you had once in his heart, and he’ll be looking forward to meeting you again in the afterlife, and he’ll tell you about all the stories he wrote with others and he’ll finally be able to pick up the paintbrush again, and have you here by his side as he painted.

The sun in Diluc Ragnvindr’s heart has returned to the embrace of the Earth, and the Moon now forever shines in his mind. Yet, he does not seem to mind that at all.

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Warning: Toxic, Scara calls you a dog, super short Written for a pl I made _______ His underlings are fools, all of them, lowly filth that crawl so close to the ground they’re practically sinking into it- all of them, that is, except for you. You have a quiet voice and a steady gaze, lacking in both arrogance and fawning admiration. He has never seen you afraid. Not even when he struck a lightning bolt into the ground at your feet. You merely looked down at the ashy patch on the ground and bowed- “I am sorry to have offended you, my lord.” It infuriates him, filling him with a white-hot sort of wrath that makes him want to take your steady gaze and blind it forever, but the more he looks at you the more that wrath warps strangely into something else. Less of a burn, more of a simmer of interest. “Tell me, dog,” he says lightly, playfully, but with an undercurrent of danger running through his words, looking down at you as you kneel on the floor before him, “do you fancy yourself on equal footing with me?” You meet his stare evenly.“I will fancy myself whatever you wish me to, my lord.” He looks at you for a moment longer, then almost surprises himself when he finds laughter bubbling to his lips. “What a loyal dog you are. And what if I ordered you to see yourself as mine?” “Then your wish is my command.” He grabs your chin and tilts it upwards, determined to scour every inch of your face and commit it to memory; yes, how could he ever have hated this face? It’s beautiful, fragile, cold and collected on the outside but those eyes are so hopelessly devoted to him and only him. “Allow no one else to own you as I do.”

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luvyumemi

3 years ago

Tranquil Place. . .

Xiao x implied fem!reader

[Hu tao mentioned]

Word count - 514

Cw - jealousy if you squint, cursing

Genre - fluff with the tiniest bit of angst and slightly suggestive

Summary - reader & Xiao go out to a lake hu tao mentioned!

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Deciding to go to a nearby lake at the last minute was not your best idea, but you weren't one to go back on your word, now were you? heading up the stairs to your bedroom, rushing to get dressed

"mascara, check; bath suit, check. God, I know I'm fucking missing something, but what? Oh shit... My hair, well, I don't have time to straighten it, and nor do I have any skills to do anything fancy... or at all, so I guess I'll just make do with this.

You grabbed your brush (or whatever you use, I know some of you use different stuff) and put it in a [insert hairstyle], walking down the stairs as you did before.

"YOU KNOW YOU CAN TURN DOWN YOUR HEADLIGHTS RIGHT XIAO?" a sudden light flashed out of you, almost blinding. The car's lights dimmed.

"Sorry about that," mumbles a soft voice from the car you're about to enter.the door slams as you enter the car, you notice the lights are turned off.

"Where is this spoused lake?" "Hutao told me it's not too far from her, just 3 lefts, 1 right, and you're there! You said, looking at the directions that Hutao had given you."

"You know, I don't like you hanging out with that girl," Xiao said with genuine concern, but there was a hint of jealousy in his words,

"You know, she gives me like a 50% discount, right?"

"Yes, but being reminded that your death is inevitable isn't the best thing to hear."

"Xiao, you do understand sarcasm, right?"

"sarc-what?" You let out a muffled chuckle, not wanting to perplex the man anymore,

"never mind,"

"oh, ok, well good timing because we're actually here." Wandering out of the car, you don't know what happens, but as you step closer and closer to the glistening water, your soul feels at peace, almost like this seemingly divine place was meant for tranquility. Xiao's voice suddenly floods your sense of hearing

"hey y/n, are you ok? We can go to the clinic if y-" "Oh, I'm fine, it's just that this place is wonderful."

"I think so too. This seems to be one of Hu Tao's rare but good pieces of advice."

"Heyy, don't be like that. Hu Tao has loads of great advice"

"to you y/n, but aside from that, we came here to see this lake, right?"

"Oh yea, the lake!"

You swiftly take off the articles of clothing, revealing your bathing suit.

"Wh-what are you doing...?"

"Going to swim, duh!" "What, it's at least 6 degrees out here?"

Remember what I said about you not breaking your word? This is one of those days. Ignoring Xiao's comment, you jump into the water. The look on his face is the funniest shit you've ever seen. A mix of concern and annoyance, you feel he needs a present. "Xiao," your tone of voice intrigues him, "yes? Is there something you need? " coddling his face, followed by a light kiss on his lips. "I think that's enough for today, right?"

A.N - hope you enjoyed this was quite short but still! I'm very open to criticism,not like I would get any🥱😒/sarc

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luvyumemi

3 years ago

Zoom up! by kahimi karie

the title of the last song you listened to is how ur 2022's gonna go

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luvyumemi

3 years ago

I'm going to cry, your writing is so beautiful OMG G LIKE IDK BUT ITS JUST SO GOOD I CANT WAIT TO SEE MORE OF UR WORKS<333

love at the wrong time. zhongli [a].

pairings: zhongli x khaenri'an!reader

genre: angst

word count: 1.3k

summary: in which an archon experiences forbidden love.

notes: please pardon any inconsistencies I am very much sleep deprived at the moment.

An archon and a Khaenri'an citizen. It was a love sorry that unfolded despite it being forbidden. A tale to be told by history, eventually being passed on as a fairytale to the younger generation.

Zhongli sighed as he listened to the retelling of the story for what seemed to be the millionth time. He was disappointed at how the story slowly got lost in translation, and was almost close to correcting whoever told the story.

Your eyes weren't whatever color they were saying, they were a beautiful [E/C]. He's had enough of people getting your appearance wrong, and he was getting fed up with it. He placed the teacup down and walked away from the Third Round Knockout, going to Qingyun Peak to clear his head.

An archon and a Khaenri'an.

Two lovers who weren't ever meant to be.

Zhongli looked over Liyue before a frown settled into his face. He found himself longing for your presence once again, wanting to feel your arms around him. He wanted to give you a warm embrace, wanted to apologize for letting you go the way he did and apologize for doing what he did.

He wanted to go back to the time where it was peaceful and it was just you and him that existed.

As if you weren't fated to die in the first place.

***

As a god, there wasn't much Morax does in his spare time other than hunt down those who dare trespass in his land. He left all the complicated stuff to his friend, Guizhong, who was more than happy to do so. He listened to the prayers of his followers, and was surprised when he heard a voice he had never heard before.

"Morax? I've never heard of him before, tell me more!" He heard the voice say. He couldn't distinguish the gender of whoever said it, but it didn't matter much to him. Morax tried to ignore the urge of wanting to find the person who said it, only to end up giving in anyway and hunting down whoever it was out of his curiosity.

It wasn't long after when he found you.

You were sitting in a field of grass, with the occasional flowers present with a book in hand talking to someone else by your side. He tilted his head curiously, finding the primordial crystalline gem pattern all over you. It seemed to be a recurring design.

Suddenly, you looked up and stared at him in the eye before breaking out in a bright smile. "Oh, hello there! I didn't see you… was there anything you needed from me perhaps?"

He couldn't say anything. The pattern that he saw on your clothes was present in your eye as well. You were absolutely beautiful, you seemed straight out of a greek deity painting and with your uniqueness Morax found himself doubting which one of you was the god and the mortal.

"Excuse me?" Your voice snapped him out of his trance and caused him to shake his head lightly. He didn't know why, but he couldn't say anything in front of you. "That's alright, hm, Dain? If you don't mind, would it be alright for you to leave us alone? I'd like to spend time with this lovely gentleman."

The man who was accompanying you seemed hesitant to leave your side, eyeing Morax apprehensively as if he was more than aware of who he truly was. "Alright, but be sure to call out my name if you need any help."

Morax took his seat beside you, and soon the both of you melted and started talking with each other. You both found yourselves enjoying each other's company, and unanimously decided that this meadow was going to be your spot now. You met him there nearly every single day, and when you couldn't because of your duties, you would send Dain just as Morax would send one of his adepti.

A little after you both met, Morax asked you to be his lover, and you were more than glad to agree. When you heard of his ascension to being an archon, you were delighted for him!

However, due to his ascension, Morax found himself slowly drifting away from you, purposefully avoiding you because of what Celestia had told him would happen if he didn't. However, he greatly underestimated your persistence and your love for each other. Despite knowing that he would most definitely outlive your mortal life, you embraced him with welcome arms.

"I'm glad we met." You kissed him that day, the two of you basking in each other's presence. Anyone could see that you were deeply in love with each other, if Morax's smile didn't say enough, that is.

"What's got you in such a good mood?" You laughed as Morax walked closer to you with a lovesick smile on his face.

"You, darling." Morax hugged you close and tight, as if he was scared that it was the last day the two of you were ever going to be in each other's arms. "I am so, so deeply in love with you."

"As am I." You sighed and leaned into his embrace.

You were happy.

But not for long.

You stared at Morax in betrayal as you held a fellow Khaenri'an's dead body in your arms. Your heart broke when you saw that he no longer acknowledged you as his lover, he was looking at you like some parasite that needed to be rid of.

"How could you do this?" Your words were said in a whisper, looking down as you couldn't stand to look at him in the eyes any longer. "After all that we've been through? I thought…"

"You thought." Morax held his spear tightly in his hand, begging himself to stop and apologize to the love of your life. "I did love you. I loved you more than I was ever supposed to."

"And how much were you supposed to love me?"

"I wasn't."

A tear escaped your eye as you were beheaded by your very own lover. When Morax finally escaped Celestia's tight leash on him when he was destroying Khaenri'ah, he desperately went through the ruins to find your body. "Where are you, where are you, where are you—"

He dropped to his knees at the sight of your head a few meters away from your body. He took it and desperately held it in his arms as if doing that would make it any better. That day, he mourned and grieved the loss of the light of his life.

To this day, it pained him to think about how he killed his own lover, and whenever he looked at his arms he's always tempted to chop them off as a payment for your blood on his hands. Not even dying would forgive him of the sins that he has committed at this point.

Zhongli would never forget the look of pain and betrayal present in your face when you saw that it was him and the rest of the archons disrupting Khaenri'ah's peace and wreaking havoc in the place.

He murdered you in the same place he first met you.

Turned your sanctuary into a bloodshed.

He was a terrible being.

"Forgive yourself. It's been years since the incident. I get it now, it wasn't your fault, my love." A hand was placed on his shoulder and he looked behind only to tear up at the sight of your smiling visage.

He blinked and suddenly you were gone.

That day, Zhongli once again shed his tears for you.

***

He placed a hand on the gravestone he made himself, smiling sadly. "You are right… it is time for me to move forward."

Your ghost smiled at the sight of Zhongli finally letting you go, before disappearing with the gust of a wind.

"I'm glad we met."

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luvyumemi

3 years ago

OMFG I NORMALLY CANT READ STUFF FOR LONGER THAN 10 MINUTES BUT GOD THIS WAS SO GOOD<33

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I'll Protect You /// Gorou x reader x Arataki Itto (nsfw)

I've been working on this for a month and it's been brainrot central. Hope you enjoy it and it's a long one!

༻Gorou ༺ ༻Arataki Itto༺

You had been recently targeted by fatui and it wouldn’t have been so bad if a swarm of mages and cryo gunners hadn't stormed your home and wrecked it apart looking for you or rather your father who had made a deal with one of the harbingers before passing away. That’s all you knew, you had no idea why they were coming after you when they knew your father had passed and here you were dealing with the consequences of his actions. Not being able to go outside of Inazuma City without the help of the adventures guild aiding you.

“Thanks, Katherine. I’m really grateful for the help.” Rubbing your arm on your neck as you look out into the morning sky, checking your bag to make sure you had everything you needed for your trip. You were headed to Sangonomiya Island to talk to the High Priestess about dealing with the fatui and how your father was somehow wrapped up in the whole mess with the delusions and soldiers.

Which led to the Adventurer's Guild to ask for help since the damn organization wouldn’t leave you alone and it wasn’t safe to travel alone. Katherine asked if having bodyguards would make you feel safer and you agreed, receiving the information that the General of Watatsumi Army would meet you and guide you to the shrine. Another piece of info that you got was the other traveler going alongside you, a fellow who gave the Tenryou commission quite a bit of trouble when they tried to take his vision and how he’s always up for a job when it involves some cash.

As the warm spring wind blew past you the birds and citizens walked past you all enjoying the morning, you ran your hands through your hair and brushed away invisible bunches of dust on your clothes. You were a bit nervous to meet the two of them, people who you would spend the next couple of days with and who you hadn’t even met. Rumors had spread about how a certain Oni gentleman often battled kids for their snacks and had a bit of an ego problem, riling up the milelith and demanding to fight certain individuals.

What you had heard of was that he was very good-looking and strong, no doubt protecting and leading the head of his gang named after himself (there was that ego again). The one thing you hadn’t run into was his name strangely enough and it was honestly too ironic that you hadn’t, laughing to yourself. Smiling as you rubbed a bit of sleep out of your eye seeing someone walk up the guild post, they looked like someone of importance but didn’t stare. The man walked up to Katherine and you then noticed he had ears and a tail, also noting that they were adorable and looked incredibly soft.

Some banter was exchanged before she turned to you and both of your eyes met, his vibrant teal eyes meeting yours and his bright infectious smile showing off his sharp canines. “Oh! Hello! I’m General Gorou of the Watatsumi Resistance, but please just call me Gorou! Nice to meet you.” You smiled back, introducing yourself and shaking his outstretched hand, catching his golden-brown tail wag out of the corner of your eye and also the hidden patch of blonde underneath making itself a bit more visible.

Katherine spoke up, still smiling at the seemingly great meet-up you both had, and told you that the other person should be here in a moment. “Who is the other person that I'm going to be working with?” Gorou asked and looked around for anyone walking up to you both, completely identifying who it was based on the sturdy build he had and his appearance. The general looked a bit annoyed at the discovery and you could help but laugh giving off a cherry statement. “Well he isn’t afraid to make himself known,” Crossing his arms he moved a bit closer to you, “Yeah, that’s going to get us in trouble for sure.”

The Oni strolled up to the three of you with his hands on his hips and chest puffed out, almost as if trying to assert his dominance or prowess. “Hey everyone! Itto’s back in town! Guess you’re the lovely person I'm fighting for?” It was hard not to chuckle at his tone and language sounding so out of place, his tall stature and silver hair with red tips. You again introduced yourself and shook his hand, not missing the wink he gave you. Blushing, you looked back towards your other companion to see what his reaction was and he was not pleased, his tail all fuzzed up and swaying.

That got a reaction out of Itto as he recognized his travel partner and lit up, “Oh look it's the doggie general from the resistance. General Gorou, right?” Reluctantly Gorou nodded and stretched out his hand, begrudgingly but remaining polite as he greeted Arataki Itto. You saw a storm on the horizon, the dark rough clouds, and the occasional flash of lightning slowly approaching towards you all. “Hey, I saw we should be going because that storm is approaching and I’d prefer if we don’t get caught up in it.” They both nodded and bid farewell to Katherine, double-checking that they had anything and realizing Itto didn’t have anything compared to Gorou’s small backpack.

Thoughts ran through you as you began your journey and drank a sip of your bottle, you felt an arm slap onto your shoulders. “So, where ya headed?” You’re greeted by fiery red eyes and a wide toothy smile, almost brightening up the whole area. “I’m headed to meet the leader of the resistance, Gorou’s superior, Sangonmiya Kokomi because the fatui has been constantly on me lately for reasons I have no idea and I honestly don’t know if I wanna know the reason.” Itto gave a hum and went back to admiring the sights around him. Banter was exchanged here and there, getting to know each other a bit more.

You were now just past Inazuma City, walking through a field and chatting, the men behind you whispering. You turned around when you heard Gorou yell no and sputter out a myriad of responses, a blush fully spreading across his face as he caught eyes with you and glared back to Itto. Laughing under your breath at their antics and enjoying the pre-storm wind blowing in your face, your laughter didn’t last for long as you saw some fatui soldiers in front of you locking eyes with you.

“Guys! We have company!” Summoning your weapon as your friends did the same, moving in front of you and strategizing who was going to take who. “Alright! Finally some action! Time to finally break my vision in again!” Arataki said before rushing ahead, leaving the two of you to try and call him back, failing miserably. Gorou shook his head and mumbled something about working as a unit. “Y/N, stay behind me. I won’t hold you back from fighting but be careful, I don’t want you hurt.”

Nodding you agreed and took his hand squeezing it in affirmation, smiling as you charged ahead, the general right in front of you. You hit the second strike behind Gorou and maneuvered around them, ducking as they swooped at you and tried to attack you. Itto was having a field day as he shouted comments, vainly goating about how he was taking it easy on them and finished them off, looking over to you for confirmation.

Gorou yelled a final grunt before finishing off the enemy in front of you, a tongue clicking catching your attention and a small figure walking away, their big rounded hat with translucent fabric waving in the wind and going just out of sight. Shaking your head out of who that could’ve been and checking on the others, the drop of rain starting to fall. A downpour hitting you harder and harder, thunder booming while lightning struck and you couldn’t see anything. A strong hand curled around yours and you recognized it as Itto’s, you squeezed it in affirmation and turned your head over to where you think you heard Gorou’s voice.

“Come on! I see a cave up ahead where we can stay for a bit” Gorou called both you and Itto over to where he was leading you, bringing you to a cave on the side of a mountain. You were freezing from the rain and the cool night air didn’t help, rubbing your arms against your sides and glancing over to the other two. “Are you both okay?” They nodded and asked you the same, laughing as you said you were soaked and freezing, “Oh I can get some wood for a fire!” The Oni yelled in realization before running off, leaving you and Gorou.

“Here, I can-” The hybrid coughed, interrupting himself and blushing when he tried to compose himself, “Why don’t you try cuddling close to me, I’m pretty dry thanks to the coat I had on and I at least have more body heat than you. It wouldn’t hurt to try,” You couldn’t deny you immediately wanted to agree with him and cuddle close, but it might be awkward, “that is unless you’re uncomfortable! Then we don’t have to-” Shaking your head out of your inner turmoil and walking over to him, still shaking. “That’d be great. Thanks, Gorou”.

He laughed softly before saying it was no problem and the least he could do, grab the stuff and bring it further into the cave so that you’d be safe from the storm. Setting down the backpacks and leaving his coat to dry before laying down against the wall, inviting you to curl up in his lap. A faint blush covered your cheeks before you sat down next to him and leaned against his chest, humming when you finally felt heat coming to your extremities.

A few minutes passed and you were fairly warm but the wet clothes didn’t help, prompting the odd question you’d been dreading for the past minute. “Gorou, would you be okay if I took my wet clothes off?” His face went bright red and you quickly went to clarify. “I mean- having my wet clothes on isn’t making me warmer and it makes sense to let them dry instead of getting you wet, but-” A hand cupped your face and you looked up to see teal eyes gazing back into yours, smiling he nodded and nuzzled your nose.

You got up and went over to where his coat was drying and stripped off most of your clothing, leaving you to your undergarments. Running back over and cuddling back into Gorou for warmth, his tail wrapping around you almost protectively. Gorou was absolutely thrilled at the situation but to say he was nervous was an understatement. He felt you touching his ears and whimpered silently, “Can you please not do that.”

Your hand retracted and you apologized, went to try and get some sleep when he clasped your hands. “Wait- I mean I really like you but I don’t want to make things awkward so I’d rather you not start things you might not want.” His teal eyes welling with concern and tentativeness, before widening as you kissed him. Whispering you liked him too and you were okay with it, returning to kiss you started. His hands snaked around your waist as he broke apart and started to kiss your neck, nibbling your sensitive spots.

Soft moans escaped from your mouth as his hands roamed further down and growled when you rubbed his ears. They were so soft and fuzzy, you understood why he didn’t want anyone to touch them because the response you got was heaven from Gorou. Whispers of moans and whimpers echoed in the cave you both laid in, palming your clit and slipping a finger underneath your underwear, circling your bud with his thumb before completely removing the piece of clothing altogether.

Fingers reach up and dip beneath your bra, groping your soft breast and pulling on your already perky nipples. Pulling one of them and using his thumb to rub the top of it sensually while he licked and sucked on the other. Gorou switched so your other tit could get some love as well and looked up, eyeing your lust-filled eyes. Silently asking him to go further and continue to work his magic on your body. “Gorou~ Please- aH ah, please give me more.”

Adoring the reactions that you were eliciting and how it urged him on further, shifting you so your thighs were on either side of his head and your pussy right above his face. Glancing up to you for confirmation and smirking when you nodded, diving into your slick cunt. His tongue kitten licks your bud and uses his mouth to fully suck your clit, drinking all your juices like a man starved for water.

Your fingers curled into his hair and pushed him into your center harder, desperately for the release that was just up ahead. Gasping when his tongue thrust into your soft walls and humming when he tasted more of you, the vibration sending you even great stimulation. Gorou kept going until he heard you choke in a moan when he ran his tongue across an edged surface, abusing it as he sucked on your bud.

His fingers dug into your thighs as if you were going to disappear any minute and moaned into your cunt hearing how much you loved what he was doing. Feeling your walls constrict and your fingers in his hair tighten, crying out when he drank all the juices you gave him. Your orgasm hit you in waves and all you could see was white as Gorou kept pleasuring you, eventually coming down from the high.

You regain most of your senses except for the slight numbness in your thighs and still felt the general licking away, still intent on tongue fucking you. Mewling as overstimulation started to hit you and attempted to push Gorou’s head away. “Ngh~ Gor- Gorou! Please stop for a minute.” He hummed and pulled back, the slick on his chin and lips only arousing you more, jumping when the relieved tension between the both of you broke. The Oni loud voice interrupted from the mouth of the cave as he continued to palm his groin. “Hey! Doggy boy! I called dibs!”

Quickly hiding your naked body as Gorou held you behind him, even though there was no use in it now. The damage had already been done. “What?! You can’t call dibs on a person! They’re not objects!” Which seemed like an obvious statement but clearly not what Itto meant, sighing as he walked in and putting the pile of wood he had gotten to the other side. “I know that! I’m not an idiot but didn’t know you had a whole plan for if I left!”

“You’re the one that chose to leave-” “I know that!” Arataki shouted back, embarrassment creeping upon his face and rolling his eyes before squatting down to be eye level with you both. “I mean, you clearly knew I was into them and went ahead pleasuring them anyway. Bro code man!” At this point Gorou was just shocked and frankly tired of this, letting out a breath he’d been holding. “Bro code? What? I had no plan! It just happened and if you’re so bothered by it, make a move yourself!”

Challenging the Oni and growling when his gaze shifted to you, trying to stop himself from stopping Itto since you have a say as well and it was only fair that they share. You saw Itto get close, his crimson red diamond eyes lustfully gazing into yours and putting his finger under your chin, tilting it up and coming within inches of your lips. “May I, beautiful?” Nodding as he captured your lips in his and brought you closer to him with his arm, pressing you against his toned abs and barely dressed body.

Both men had very revealing tops that didn’t leave anything to the imagination and for once you weren’t complaining, grinding your body against his. Itto laughing into the kiss and whispering how good he was going to fuck you, “The only thing you’ll be able to say is my name, baby~” Sucking your tongue and nipping your lips, his other hand sneaking down and slapping your ass. You yelped and moaned, burying your face into his neck. Eyes meeting Gorou as he was still glaring at Itto and softened his gaze when he met yours, curling your fingers in a “come here” motion.

Crawling towards you and kissing your lips lightly, being lured in by your want and desire. You moaned as the Oni stroked your clit, playfully flicking your bud and massaging your wet cunt. Gorou pushed further and tried to turn your attention back to him, biting your bottom lip to slip his tongue into your mouth. His soft but somewhat chapped lips dancing with yours and soft lewd noises filling all of your ears. Pulling away with a string of saliva connecting you both, panting from the lack of air and not missing how Itto sat your up, bringing his hands up to your mouth.

He prodded your lips with his fingers dripping with your slick and praised you when you opened your mouth, lapping your tongue to clean up the mess you made. “Mhm, such a good baby. I think it’s about time you take my cock, huh. I don’t know if you can take my size, love.” You were almost so drunk on lust that you could only nod, pleading and asking for him to fuck you, being rewarded by the rustle of clothes that Itto was discarding.

Gorou had long discarded his clothes and took the opportunity to move behind you, kissing and biting your neck. Enjoying the soft gasps and whispers you let slip. “Itto may be able to grab your attention but remember who ate that pretty little pussy so good.” Blowing a breath of cold air against your red flushed ears, making you shiver at the sudden change in temp and lean your head back.

“The only thing on their mind is gonna be my name being screamed from those plush lips. I’m gonna take you so bad you’re not going to be able to walk for days.” Gaining Itto’s attention as he sauntered over in all his glory and pride, kneeling in front of you and spitting on his hand to get himself lubed up. He was so much bigger than you expected to be and didn’t know how you were going to take him, stiffening when you felt his tip pick at your entrance.

Nodding at him to continue and wrapping your arms around his neck, moaning when you felt it enter inch by inch, your head leaning back into Gorou’s shoulders. You felt him suddenly thrust in and yell out his name, double-checking that you were okay before snapping his hips up. “Yeah! You like that? There’s more coming, baby!” The knot curling in your abdomen and begging to be released, the General groping your breasts and pinching your nipples arousing you further.

The only thoughts in your head were theirs and the orgasm you so desperately wanted. Your moans were swallowed by Itto as he rocked his hips back and forth, curling your bud with his thumb. Pleasure being built and built until it was daring to break, the final straw was broken when the arrogant Oni thrust and his cock hit the amazing spongy spot.

Your orgasm crashing down on you and thighs shaking from the stimulation, both men helping you ride out your climax and adoring your blissed-out face. Itto laid you against his chest as Gorou went to make a fire for all three of you and made sure it was started, coming back to you. Safe to say that you were very warm and cozy for the night, not to mention that you could barely stand.

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3 years ago

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