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Ciao! Can i ask for NSFW headcanons for abbacchio and rohan with a smaller male S/O?

I really, really love this. Abbacchio and Rohan are two characters I headcanon lean more toward attraction to men and I like both of them with smaller men than themselves because they’re both giants.

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Dragon Zhongli!

This was actually my first ask I got before I moved from the other blog to this one! How awesome!! Thank you so much anon! This got lost in the drafts though...How embarrassing :)

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Zhongli can change forms whenever he wants, he’s taken on the form of an old man, a young woman, a huge dragon, he can be anything he wants!

But sometimes, being a small dragon...is fun, relaxing and self indulgent for him. If you’re ok with it he’d love to just shift forms to take a nap on your lap or chest, leeching your warmth and listening to your heartbeat while he rests

He’d love to curl up inside your shirt too, not in a sexual way at all just to be close to you and leech warmth off of you

If you scratch at the scales on his neck or back he may even purr :0 not like cat purrs, it’s more like tiny sighs but it counts dammit!!

He’ll lay over your shoulders around your neck while you read so he can read with you! And when you go to sip your tea, he’ll dunk his lil head in there to steal a gulp or two

Being small is fun because he can cause a little chaos...as a treat <3

He is still very much himself, you can see it in his eyes and the way he moves around. It doesn’t matter what form he takes, he’ll still always look at you with pure love and adoration

Concubine au; Crepus and god!Reader have their bathtime together. As it turns out, Crepus has good memory and recalls all the pleasures his God has given him. As your favorite, you decide to reward him for this.

Notes: GN/Dom Reader, handjobs, "lamb" as a pet name, corruption, possessiveness, 1455 words.

@3rdgymbros hey I have our dilf hot n ready

Red had become your favorite color since he came along. Long curls of red wine brushed neatly and tied back with a white ribbon as he was presented to you. He was older than the other concubines you had at least by ten years; he has experienced the world far longer. His youth was over, but his passion was not.

His fingers, thick and unpolished, trace over your wet skin from beneath the bath. Rose petals float around the both of you in a subtle pink water. You take a deep breath, inhaling the wonderous scent that calms you. You sit on the lap of your most beloved concubine, leaning your head against his chest as you submerge yourself lower into the bath.

"There were dozen of new worshippers outside the temple today, meaning more wishes and requests," You take a deep breath and focus on the distant sound of the small waterfalls that filtered the bathhouse. "A bountiful basket of requests makes me feel like a human getting old, I might start losing my memory."

You giggle at your remark, tilting your head to look up at Crepus.

"No offense to your memory."

"Oh, my memory isn't bad. Not at all," Crepus brings your hand to his lips. His beard sweeps across your skin like a brush. Tingles rush down your arm.

"You're right. I think if I quizzed you right now you'd know everything."

 Crepus laughs along with you. His chest flexes against your back. His laugh is deep and rich. By experience, you know how his laughter creates delicious vibration, and you could feel it in his chest. 

"I can't possibly determine that for sure, but I would give it but my all for you." Crepus brushes his nose against your head, giving it a nuzzle before his lips kiss your freshy shampooed hair.

"You would. I know you would," You twist around to face him and wrap your arms around his broad shoulders. "I will quiz you right now."

Crepus looks hesitant with his brows furrowed. "If that's what you wish." A smirk creeps up on your face.

You sweep a strand of his red hair away from his face, but not before twirling it around your finger for a moment, admiring that pretty red you have grown to adore.

"If you pass, I will give you a reward. If not, a punishment." Crepus nods his head. He has no expression of fear or anxiety. He eyes remained glued to yours. Though his fingers twitched on your hips when you ran your finger up and down his chest. He would not act until you told him to.

"What's my favorite body part on you?"

Crepus sucks in a breath, taking a moment to pause and compose as he thinks.

"Fingers. You say their thickness and length feels nice inside you, even in your mouth. You like the way I caress your skin like following the roads of a map." Crepus answers smoothly, not a second wasted in his breath.

"Correct," You grab one of his hands off your hip and bring it to your mouth. You daintily glide your lips across his fingertips before taking in his index finger into your mouth. Your tongue rolls over it a couple of times before releasing it.

Crepus remains smiling. He didn't jump or make a sound, but your hips were not immune to the feeling of his hardening member beneath the water.  You shift yourself closer.

"Next question is how many times have I made you cum in one night."

"Six." Crepus sucks in a breath when your nails dance across his neck, soon finding their way to his damp hair and twirling a strand. "Twice was foreplay. Three times during the act. Last one was in the midst of cleaning me up."

"Good! You're so devoted to me, aren't you?"

Crepus closes his eyes and hums. Your lips attach to his neck, leaving gentle kisses across the side and ending up on his Adam's apple. Crepus had leaned his head back to give you room.

"You'll always remember my touch, won't you?" You blow down his neck and onto his collarbone. The cooling breezs of your breath on his heated skin brings goosebumps to his skin.

"Only yours..." Crepus murmurs, dazed with stars dancing around his head.

You look back up to Crepus, gently smacking his cheeks. His beard tingled again against your fingers. He blinks away the daze in his eyes, focusing back on you.

"Now now, you're so close to your reward," your finger dives down into the water and swims around his cock that stands at full attention. Tiny bubbles kiss around his member, enticing a low hum and his body to shift. "One more question, and it'll be tough this time."

Crepus nods his head, gentle determination in his eyes as you take in a breath.

"Who's my favorite lamb?"

Crepus opens his mouth before shutting it as he realizes the question. You're still gazing into his eyes, still awaiting his response patiently. He bites his cheeks.

"This isn't a trick question, Crepus," You nuzzle your face into his neck. His pulse is racing, it makes you want to kiss and bite until he passes out. "Answer it. You should know, I never even had to tell you."

Your hand draws down his chest, rubbing circles down to his stomach. His breathing becomes heavier as his eyes gloss over. With trembling lips, he leans in, hot breath tickling your face.

"Me." His lips come in contact with your cheek, slowly working his way down to your neck. You chuckle, shivering from the brush of his beard. He nuzzles like a cat scenting his possessions.

"Co-hmn...Correct." You stutter as Crepus braves himself to suck on your neck. You give him his moment to let him do as he pleases, probably leaving marks that will become your necklace for the next few days.

"My good lamb, you've earned your reward now."

Crepus stops kissing to moan as you grip his shaft. You move at a tantalizing pace, slowly working your fingers up to the underside of his head. Crepus releases your neck entirely and moves to your lips, moaning into your mouth.

Your other hand tangles in his hair. His hair feels like the soft petals of rose, smooth and covered with the dew of the morning rain. You love to brush it, touch it, yank it.

Thumbing the slit of his head has you bouncing in his lap, his hips jerking you up in the water.

"Don't bounce around so much, Lamb. I have to reward you properly." You scold lightheartedly, but Crepus nods and stiffens up, the muscles in his thighs straining to keep still as you twist your wrist.

"C-Cumming soon," Crepus pants and squeezes your hips, kneading the squishy skin of your body. "The water...we shouldn't-"

"Do not mind it. It'll get cleaned up." You lean in closer until your noses touched. "But my hand will always be tainted. You're going to dirty your God's hand, I'm allowing you to lay your sin on my beautiful hand. Do you like that?"

Crepus whimpers; it's a very boyish and uncommon sound to come from him. It's a sign of just how turned on he is. For a God to be rewarding him with their pure touch to his filthy cock, it's a mesmerizing thought, a mesmerizing sight to see beneath the ripples of the water your lovely hand on his red cock playing with his head.

Crepus leans into your neck one final time, inhales your tantalizing scent before biting down gently on your shoulder as he releases. His hips thrusting into your palm.

"You belong to me, your body and seed. I'll make you feel so good you'll never want to slip away from me," you whisper into his ear, blowing on the shell.

Crepus moans into your skin as he calms down. The only sounds are his heartbeat and your delicious voice ringing in his head. When he releases his mouth, there's marks; a circular red outline with molds of his teeth. He immediately begins kissing and licking that spot, spewing out apologies for doing such a thing without your permission.

"You lick like a dog whose bitten his owner." You pat his back and hush him. "It's okay, I will allow it. I know you humans can have weak wills."

Crepus turns back to meeting your eyes. His are tired and worn, but passionate as you've always known them for. Your smile is warm, adoring. You bring your hands to cup face. Your fingers are shriveled, and so are his. Your thumb strokes his cheek before closing in on his lips.

"My favorite lamb."

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

fluff with diluc and a male reader who’s an ice skater? maybe the reader teaches him how to skate? :>

Of course bestie! <3

This is the first thing I've done for Diluc in a long while

Pairings; Diluc x reader

Warning(s); I don't use pronouns so this isn't necessarily gendered, you have a cyro vision

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It's finally that time of the year where the lakes of Mondstat freeze over for the refreshingly cold winter. Your cyro vision buzzes happily at your hip as you surround yourself with your element. If it weren't for your doting partner you most likely would be wearing similar things to what you would wear in the summer. The cold breeze and soft crunches of snow is what truly makes you feel at ease.

Your partner on the other hand? He's not doing so hot. Which is ironic considering he has a pyro vision strapped to his own hip. Diluc only wears an extra layer of fluff under his normal clothes, but the chattering of teeth and hot aura around him tells you that the extra fluff really doesn't help. If Diluc didn't have to leave the Dawn over the winter, he would not. But he can't say no to you as you ask him to come out and skate with you for the billionth time.

"Diluc baby, you're going to have to stop using your vision otherwise you'll melt the ice" you tell him gesturing to the small patch of thawed snow beneath his feet. The man huffs a little and pouts as he stops covering himself with the warmth of his element. "Okay now take my hand" you tell him offering your hand out to him. He hesitates.

"What if I fall?" he asks hovering his hand a few inches above yours. You smile warmly at him.

"If you fall I'll help you up and kiss you better" you reply waiting for your partner to close the space between your hands.

"That doesn't sound too bad" he says lightly before connecting your hands with his. You smile at him again and lead him off of the snow and onto the ice.

You spend the next half hour with Diluc holding tightly onto your arm as you talk him through the movements of how to skate. And before he knows it he's getting onto his own two feet and wobbly skating about the pond. As he stumbles on the ice you hum happily while skating about the pond. You briefly notice Diluc stop skating and attempting to hold his balance in attempt to watch you gracefully glide about the area. You stop skating in front of Diluc a smile upon your face.

"You look so in your element" he tells you reaching out and taking your hand. One of those rare, lovesick smiles rest happily on his face. You smile at him and squeeze his hand.

"Ironic that" you jest the feeling of your cyro vision pulses happily at its mention, "I'm so happy that you came out with me today" you tell him with a peck on the cheek. Diluc nods and squeezes your hand again.

"Me too, seeing you so happy makes me feel all fuzzy" he confesses moving his arms around you slow enough for his body to not slip on the ice so eventually he does embrace you. You giggle at him and pepper his face with kisses. Dilucs face goes red in embarrassment from your love and his confession.

"You're too cute" you tell him between kisses "C'mon lets get you inside and warmed up okay babe?" you ask slowly breaking the hug and leading him back inside.

The two of you huddle up on the couch in front of the fire, Diluc's face is happily buried in your hair. You feel Diluc's lips upturn in a smile as you tell him about the skating competitions you've been to, the time you taught the younger kids in your village how to skate.

You recount the year you received your vision, leaving out the more angsty details, you tell Diluc about how the vision reignited your love for the ice. So much so you often found yourself freezing small ponds just to skate.

If you could share more winters with Diluc just for the skating and the cosying up with him you would.

And hopefully you can.