I Find The Most Vile Fics At 2 Am

Takes a deep breath

💕Gorou braintot is really kicking in tonight baby💕

Horny Gorou x female!reader

—💕-NOTSFW ahead…. Minors get outta here-💕—

Thinking about how he’d miss you while he’s off doing Manly General Things and how his tail will start wagging while he thinks about you. ‘Mmm… I wonder what’s for dinner tonight? I can’t wait to go home and cuddle, it’s been such a long day’ *wag wag wag* None of his men would dare say anything about it, they like seeing him happy.

He can’t wait to come home to his sweet, pretty wife!! He gets to wrap his arms around you from behind and bury his face in your hair. Throughout the day, he’ll secretly pull out a handkerchief with your scent on it and just give it a lil sniff. Its comforting!! he’s missed your scent so much!

When he’s home and he gets to hold you, he’s lost in the comfort of you as he subconsciously rubs up against you to make you smell like him, also wanting your scent to rub off on him too. You don’t get the whole scent thing but you go along with it since it makes him happy

After all, you’ve been out running errands and meeting up with friends, his scent has worn off throughout the day :( it makes him feel weird when you don’t smell like him :(

The subtle rubbing of his clothes against your clothes turns into his hands wandering over your stomach, up into your shirt…

He sighs and groans in response to your moans as he plays with your nipples, his sharp teeth nipping at your neck “Such a hard week” he’s practically whining, leaning over your shoulder to pout at you “Just- too much to do. Not enough time for us…”

“Aww, ‘m sorry baby” you murmur, taking the food off the stove so it won’t burn as Gorou tugs on you, eager to take you back to your shared bedroom. It’s kinda cute, he sleeps with your shirts over his pillows instead of pillowcases :) his pajamas consist of your clothes now and yours are his :’) but that’s besides the point. Poor Go is feeling hot and horny and can’t think of anything else now that the mood has hit him

He’s yanking his uncomfy uniform off, shaking his bangs from his face as he fumbles with the leather belts over his shoulders. You’re already out of your clothes, watching with an amused smile as your poor puppy paws at the straps, whining as his fingers don’t cooperate with what his brain wants. Of course you’ve gotta step in and help him <3 poor thing

When he finally gets that sweet skin on skin contact he’s just a mess, groaning and grinding and panting and groping. He’s shoving you down and rubbing his poor, leaking cock up against your thigh “M sorry…M sorry- can’t help it” his eyes are all big and glossy as he looks up at you, begging you to let him fuck you :( he needs it soooo bad :(

He’s almost crying when he pushes into you, he’s got the tightest grip on your thighs as he sloppily thrusts into you, moaning nonsense, totally losing his composure as he lets his primal urges take over. His sweaty hair is matted to his forehead, his tail twitching as your slick walls tighten up around him. He’s so sensitive, he’s cumming within the first ten seconds of being inside you, his mouth hanging open, drool dripping down his chin

He doesn’t stop though, he fucks you through his first orgasm, then second, then third. There’s absolutely nothing going on in that head of his, he can’t think of anything except you. Your sweaty, sweet scent is assaulting his nose and your sticky skin’s rubbing against him, he’s overstimulated but needs more all at once! He’s not done, even when his body is shaking and he literally can’t cum anymore

Only when the tiredness and satisfaction sets in, he stops. He takes it all in, the way you’re shaking from your many orgasms, the bite marks he’s left behind, the bruises he’s left on your hips, the cum on your thighs. He gives you a few apologetic kisses, hugging you close while keeping his dick inside you. After all, he just spent so much time and energy filling you up! Don’t wanna waste it “Thank you, honey, I really needed that… Dunno what came over me”

Gorou stays kneeling between your thighs, cock plugging you up while he rests his head on your tits <3 he smiles as you play with his hair, the two of you just chatting about your day. He’s so relaxed and so happy :’) his tail’s wagging so cutely you can’t help but smile too

THIIIISSSS I LOVE THIS ZHONGLI SO BAD

Just saw your horney zhongli thoughts and imma need the young menace zhongli version 👀 plz👉👈

Anon friend... You have NO idea.. What you'd just unleashed...

HORNY THOUGHTS: Morax

Tw: Dubcon (touches and young Li not bothering to respect privacy or limits)

(Also not a trigger but I used crude lady part names, so if you didn't want that, I'm sorry-)

SO, if we're talking about post (maybe somewhere in the) archon war Rex Lapis, hardened and probably slightly desensitized to the world around him, God HELP the poor human he happens to get attached to.

I would say he wouldn't care about your comfort, but that isn't necessarily true.

If he had an attachment to you, he loved you to some degree, no doubt. He just "knows" that since he loved you so much, he's... almost entitled to your sex. (What.. Uhm... An honor...?)

This means, that regardless of how many times you tell him not to bend you over the nearest surface so close to Liyue Harbor, or that he's too big and needs to slow down, or that you can't take any more, he'll just force your mouth shut and continue to pound into your abused cunt anyways.

You have been graced in the presence of a God. Liyue's protector and savior has so kindly blessed you with his love, and you're not pleased? How ungrateful.

But he'll brush it off for his darling.

And in the aspect of comfort, if he realizes he actually had hurt you and you weren't being dramatic, he'd spend his time tending to whatever pain he may have caused, and visisting often to make sure you recover well.

(He would only come to the realization he had hurt you after he was done fucking you silly. He won't care in the moment.)

In this period of time, you won't have sex. Regardless of whether your injury is small or not. He wants his human perfectly healthy. Not because he feels guilty,

But because no one wants to play with a broken toy.

Degradation degradation, regardless of how much you resist him. He will force you to your knees and call you a "pathetic cock-hungry mortal" before he will EVER call you "my love".

And it's not like you'd get anyone's attention if you told them morax broke into your house in the middle of the day and pinned you to your tea table by the back of your neck, wedging your mouth open by ruthelessly fucking your poor, deliciously tight, and convulsing throat. (The only thing it can do at the moment, trying to stretch to accommodate for the girth of his cock.)

Can you imagine how many late nights were spent trying to desperately claw your way off of the bed to avoid yet another mind shattering orgasm as Morax, unfazed, made it his nightly mission to stuff you as much as humanly possible?

Almost no aftercare. Yeah. I said it.

How vividly could you picture his golden fingers running through your hair as he sits atop of you, delicately pecking your neck, and making sure his cock is jammed as far inside you as he can manage so you won't waste a drop of his cum?

And the little trinkets, treasures, and tons of mora that end up on your desk the next morning? :>

Cause that's the closest thing to aftercare you'll get.

Yes, he loves you. It almost hurts when he has to be a way from you for so long. However it's not the same love as present day Zhongli would have, I'd say feels some sort of possession over you.

You're less than human to him because he views you as his; somewhat an object, a pet he can give all of his love to. That's all the more reason to spoil you.

So why'd you lock your windows tonight? You know it takes more than that to stop a god, right?

i just got my first block im onto fame

hyv did this on PURPOSE

Happy bday Heizou… you’re looking… very submissive and ready- I MEAN… so handsome aha😅

it’s funny because my whole account looks thoma based when my favorite is diluc

c2 diluc, c7 diona, c4 chongyun, c6 sayu, AND NOT A SINGLE THOMA. i’m so fucking MAD i wanna fuck diluc till he cries this is the SECOND TIME HE FUCKED UP MY PULLS FOR ANOTHER MAN

After the kill 🩸(Oct 1)

Sticky sex on the bathroom floor after childe comes home from a killing spree. F!reader. TW: blood, just… a lotta blood. Part 1 of my kinktober series

The thrill of the kill is what keeps Childe going back to the battlefield. The way his blade slices through his enemies, the way their blood splatters across his pristine white coat, the way the adrenaline races through his veins- it gets him high. When there’s no one left to kill, the excursion is over. Black leather boots trudge through bloody, sticky snow as they carry their wearer back to his carriage a few miles away. On this hike, Childe feels almost numb, a terrible grin plastered to his face. That feeling will never get old, the power trip, the adrenaline rush, all of it! That’s why he became a harbinger. The love for violence and money, the love for destruction without reason. Now, he heads home to care for his other love. You.

You hear the front door open and shut, it startled you from your sleep. The familiar, heavy footsteps make their way up the old wooden stairs and the bedroom door slams open. Once again, you’re startled, the aggressive action earning a squeak from you “Honey!Welcome home, you scared the shit out of me- you look awful”. It’s true, he’s a mess. He’s covered in dried blood, the once crimson color now a reddish brown smeared over his cheek and hands- He reeks of sweat, blood and mud. As he peels his clothes off and attempts to get into bed beside you, you hurriedly push him back to prevent that mess from staining your pretty patterned sheets. “Absolutely not! You have to bathe first, come on”

Childe is uncharacteristically quiet, he allows you to pull him along across the hall to the bathroom. He moves almost robotically as you help maneuver him out of the rest of his clothes, inspecting him for wounds or blood of his own. Thankfully he’s made it out of yet another battle without a scratch. But that isn’t what he’s thinking about. He isn’t thinking about his messy clothes, the bath, or which oils you want to put in the water. Unbeknownst to you, he’s still lost in his post-battle fog and since he isn’t burning energy through fighting, there’s another way his body can react to these feelings. As you lean over to dip your fingers in the water to check it’s temperature, he catches a glimpse of your panties. The way they cling to your pussy has him reeling.

The room spins as the harbinger grabs you from behind, forcing you to the tiled ground so he can tower over you. He isn’t sweet, house husband Ajax right now no, he’s Childe- No, Tartaglia. The beast on the battlefield, the abyssal knight in crimson armor. His stare is unlike anything you’ve seen from him before, those lightless eyes have you frozen in place as lets go of your wrists to remove his gloves. Those warm hands come back to rip your shirt open, the fabric immediately giving in as he effortlessly tears it apart, baring your chest to the steam filled air. His expression doesn’t change as he runs a hand up your stomach to cup your breast.

“You will never understand,” he murmurs, his voice hardly above a whisper “The rush of a fight. The ecstasy a killing blow brings to my body. I used to go home, covered in the blood of my foes, and jerk off to get rid of the extra energy- and I gotta say, those orgasms are a the kind that leave you shaking for an hour after. Now… Now I have you to help me, right? You’ll help me feel that good again?” He’s waiting for a response, any affirmation that you want this too. He’s giving you an out if you want it but you can’t imagine saying no when he’s practically drooling for you. So you nod, shifting to spread your legs for him and that’s all it takes for him to truly let go.

Those lacy panties are shoved aside to reveal your pretty pussy, earning a low groan from the man above you. He only pauses for a moment to admire you, sighing as he works his own pants off. His cock springs free, red and aching and dear god he needs you so bad. With your encouraging whimpers and the way your legs lock around his hips, he’s finally sinking into you with a guttural moan “fuck yes…” His grip on your waist is enough to leave bruises, his pace is brutal as he slams deep into you. Your shared moans and squelches bounce off the bathroom walls, the steam carrying the scent of blood and sex, keeping the air around you heavy, almost suffocating. His sticky skin rubbing against yours, the friction just adding to it all and Ajax’s eyes roll up back when you clench around him- fuck you’re made for him.

The ecstasy he felt on the battlefield mixes into the pleasure he feels now. The rush is so intense he can hardly focus on any one thing, his body feels… sensitive, like every sensation is twice as nice as it usually is. As your nails rake down his back and his teeth sink into your neck, the pain and pleasure is too much. As the taste of your blood takes over, his orgasm catches him by surprise. His vision goes white, his hips stutter and he tenses as he rides out the feeling. This is better than any lonesome wank post-battle, this is better than anything he’s felt before. When he comes to his senses he’s quick to return the favor, his shaky fingers hurrying to rub at your clit. He watches as his thrusts push his own cum out of you, pearly globs dripping down onto the tile beneath you. The way his name falls from your lips, the way you’re gasping and tightening around him… it all has him grinning madly, his handsome smile stained red.

It’s his favorite color, red. His lifeless eyes take over your body, loving the way your blood glistens on your skin. He’s even messier than you are, covered in sweat, cum and the blood of men you’ll never know. You both are a mess, absolutely reeking up the room. He pulls out to rub his half hard cock between your slick folds, chuckling to himself. He’s gotta treat his girl right, especially after being so rough, but as he catches his breath he can still feel the adrenaline, the rush that hasn’t been quelled. He’s already leakinf again just from the simple action. Deciding to take pity on you, he grabs a towel, rolling it up to slip beneath your head to keep you comfortable. “Don’t get too comfy… ‘M not done with you just yet, baby”

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