May I Request A Smut Piece With Hylias Chosen Hero Please?

May I request a smut piece with Hylia’s Chosen Hero please? 👀

So, So Gentle (Hylia's Chosen Hero x Reader)

𝗔/𝗡: 𝗶 𝗵𝗼𝗽𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗲𝗻𝗷𝗼𝘆!! 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗱𝗮 𝗳𝗼𝗹𝗹𝗼𝘄𝘀 𝗺𝘆 𝗽𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗼𝗻𝗮𝗹 𝗵𝗰 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗵𝗲 𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘀 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝗮𝗻 𝗮𝘀𝘀𝗵𝗼𝗹𝗲 𝗶𝗻 𝗽𝘂𝗯𝗹𝗶𝗰 𝗼𝗻𝗹𝘆 𝗯𝗰 𝗵𝗲 𝗵𝗮𝘀 𝗮 𝗺𝗲𝗮𝗻 𝗺𝘂𝗴. 𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝘄𝗶𝘀𝗲 𝗵𝗲'𝘀 𝗮 𝗽𝗿𝗲𝘁𝘁𝘆 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗶𝗰 𝗴𝘂𝘆 (𝗲𝘅𝗽𝗲𝗰𝘁 𝗶𝗻 𝗯𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗹𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗹𝗶𝗹 𝘀𝗶𝗱𝗲 𝗽𝗶𝗲𝗰𝗲 𝗪𝗛𝗔𝗛𝗔𝗛𝗔𝗛)

𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚: 𝘃𝗮𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗮𝗹 𝘀𝗲𝘅

𝙒𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚? ⇒ 𝙈𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩

𝙟𝙤𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚𝙧?

To the rest of the world, he’s a man of very few words.

  Harsh stares and even harsher glares. Eyes that observe and observe while piercing everything in sight. A tall and proud stance that stands with confidence and power. And takes every single step with the courage and strength of a thousand men. He’s intimidating on a good day. Yet absolutely terrifying on his worst. The picture-perfect person of a rougher than rough exterior. Of a man who will amount to more than one could ever hope to be within their lifetime. 

  That’s what the world sees him as. The Hero Chosen by Hylia. The one born to protect all that is good. The one born to save all that is good. That is what the world has always seen him as. And will continue to, even long after his death. 

  But the man you know paints a far different picture. One more beautiful, you might add.

  For now, as he stands in front of you, bathed in the light of the moon streaming in from your open window, the only word you know is gentle. It’s how he treats you. How he treats you after sneaking into your bedroom through your balcony, mere minutes ago to escape the prying eyes of the world around him. So, so gentle as he approached your sleeping form and woke you up with cloud-like kisses to your forehead, nose, and cheeks. So, so gentle as you began to rouse from your slumber and his kisses began to reach your lips before traveling lower. So, so gentle as you rose from your bed and placed your hands over his as he took his time with undressing you of your pure white silky robes. And somehow?

  He’s even more gentle as he pushes you on your back, parts your legs, and pushes his cock inside of you.

  It’s far from the first time the two of you slept together. Far from the first time you took each other’s virginity long, long ago. And yet, sometimes you can’t help but gasp and hiss and moan at the first feeling of slowly being stuffed full. The stretch is there. That feeling that causes your eyes to flutter shut and for your lover to let out a shudder breathed from the sensation alone. It comes from the lonely nights. The lonely nights apart where he’s off fighting the monsters and demons you can hardly imagine. The lonely nights where you find company in your hands while trying to imagine that they were his own.

  Tonight was supposed to be no different. That was what you truly believed as your fingers found their way around their body, teasing and toying yourself in all the ways you loved as he took care of you. And that was what you believed even as you finished earlier than usual, with a heavy heart and even heavier eyes- forcing you to doze off much sooner than you would have liked.

   But now you’re awake. Wide, wide, wide awake as he’s here in front of you. Gazing down at you with the most gentle, most adoring look in his eyes. As his hands find a home in holding on to your torso as he snaps his hips into you once. Twice. Three times. And then suddenly? Over and over again. 

“F…fuck…” The expletive climbs from your throat softly as you try to keep your noise to a minimum. Though it’s hard. It’s so, very hard because gentle is now turning into rough. The sweetest kisses are turning into bite marks and hickeys that line your skin whenever he decides upon a new place to mark you up. The quiet, pleased hums are turning into cries of pleasure and surprise as he effortlessly controls just how could you feel in each and every moment. And the almost silent rustle of your sheets as he reintroduces you to his loving embrace turns into creaks and groans as your bedframe hits against the wall in a very telling way. “Uh…I, um…”

  “Such a foul word for such a pretty mouth.” His response is instant. His voice was low and his tone heavy. You feel the words travel straight through your body and arrive at your core. It causes your lower walls to flutter around his cock, still taking its time filling you up inside and assuming its rightful place. “And yet, I’ve never heard a sound more beautiful.”

  It’s after the last word he utters leaves his lips does he make another move. This time it’s leaning over your naked form faster than you can blink. The new position allows for him to hit the deeper inside of you. It allows for him to turn rough into fast and sloppy as the hands on your sides move to grab at your legs. All so he can slowly, slowly, slowly, bend you in half for him while watching your every expression as your position changes. And now that he has you with your legs folded and pressed between your chest and his, you can’t help but feel surrounded. By his breath that fans over your swollen, kiss-riddle lipped. By his gaze that seems to grow more and more intense with each passing moment as he lets you adjust for just a moment. And by him. Him, him, him, as you’re held impossible close to his body. 

  While still sharing a connection in your most intimate of places. 

  Time passes slowly while he’s not moving inside of you. You spend those moments passing out kisses for all the ones you both missed while he was away. But eventually, the anticipation grows too much. And the orgasm that was slowly beginning to build in your lower stomach is starting to subside. So you take the chance. You ask for more. You ask for him to move. 

  You ask for him to make you cum.

  And his response?

  “It would be an honor…my princess…”

  Because to the rest of the world, he may appear harsh. He may appear ruthless. Perhaps even cold-hearted. Or maybe even cruel. As nothing more than a soldier. A tool used in the art of war. The man with the thousand-yard stare that could match the best generals and the best fighters. The man with unfounded power. Unbounded strength. And unrivaled courage. The man had seen and had fought it all. Again and again and again. With nothing but the sword in his hand and the devil within his eyes.

  But to you? 

  He would always be someone sweet. Someone adoring. Kind and loving. Devoted and passionate. A good lover. A good kisser. A good fuck too, whenever you need it most. But most of all…he would be gentle.

  So, so gentle. 

~i love you Tao ❤️‍🔥

A date?

Sometimes, having a girlfriend like Hu Tao can be tiring. It's like babysitting a 6-year-old child. Still, you love and cherish every moment with her even if she might be the cause of your death.

'Should I consider buying one of her coffins...?' you jokingly thought as you smiled.

You jerked back to reality when Hu Tao abruptly dragged you to wherever caught her eyes.

"YN! I change my mind, I don't want to walk around anymore. Let's bake! Please?" She yelled while still dragging you.

You sweatdropped, "Sure, whichever you like" Chuckling at her, you look up ahead so as not to trip.

Quickly opening the door of your cozy apartment and letting Hu Tao come in first, she jumped up and down in glee and went straight to the kitchen.

You giggled, closing the door behind you, and soon followed her. Putting the ingredients on the table, you grab all the things you needed with the help of the playful Hu Tao.

Hearing grunts at your side, you looked. You saw Hu Tao struggling to reach the glass bowl. Snickering a little while you tried to keep yourself from laughing, you went to her and grab it.

"Hey! Don't you laugh at me just because you're tall!" she pouted, glaring away from you and crossing her arms while proceeding to grumble incoherent things.

"It's not my fault that you're short" you laughed.

Ignoring you, she went to the table to mix the ingredients the pout still presented on her lips.

You shrugged and walked towards her, hugging her from behind. Hearing a small whimper of defeat, you smiled. "You know you can't ignore me forever."

There's a moment of silence before she speaks up, still stirring the bowl. "You're afraid of ghosts, right?"

You could hear a smirk as she speaks, already knowing what she's gonna do. You let go of her almost immediately.

She giggled whilst turning her head to take a look at your nervous look. "Hmph, scaredy-cat." she teased, focusing back on her work.

You cleared your throaty, a bit embarrassed, and told her that you are just going to take a bath.

You walked out of the bathroom, fully clothed. You went into the kitchen only to see a black cake-good for four people- ready to be eaten.

'Chocolate Flavour? Yum! How did she bake it so fast tho?' You stared at it for a moment, contemplating whether to taste it or not.

A sudden force knocked out your breath. "Ow..." you mumbled, looking down and supporting whoever hugged you.

Hu Tao smiled at you brightly that you might think of it as the sun. "Do you want to taste the cake? I promise, it will be good!" she slowly said. "Still... Burying that kid is-"

Hu Tao's eyes widen as you suddenly kissed her lips, she blushed and kissed back when she recovered from her shock.

Pulling back from her leaving a string of saliva from both of your lips, you spoke up, "You know, the cake can wait but cuddles can't"

Quickly grabbing the plate that the cake was put on, you insert it in the fridge and went to Hu Tao, pulling her sleeve and dragging her to the closest cushion you see- the mighty sofa.

Grabbing some pillows and a blanket, you lay down and opened your arms for Hu Tao to get in. Noticing the gesture, Hu Tao laid down next to you and hugged you tightly, nuzzling and hiding her face from your chest.

"Hu Tao, " you softly called out, "Hu Tao. Baby, look at me"

She looked at you slowly allowing you to see her flush pink face. You chuckled lowly, "Even if you're annoying, " you kissed her forehead, "I," her nose, "love, " and finally her lips, "you. I love you, Hu Tao."

You opened your eyes to see a bright red Hu Tao. If she can explode, she might have since earlier. "Stop it, " she whispered, hugging you tightly and looking away from your loving gaze.

You smiled, supporting her back to refrain from letting her fall off. Kissing the top of her head, "Sweet Dreams, my little ghost, " whispering to her and finally letting your eyes close as sleep slowly consumed you.

Hu Tao finally dared to look at you after realizing you were asleep, staring at your calm face with a gaze filled with nothing but appreciation and affection. She thanked whoever gave you to her. She gleamed, still having a slight blush, closing her eyes and drifting off to dreamland.

ع˖⁺ ☁⋆ ୭ 🕊.⋆｡⋆༶⋆˙⊹ - VentiOfficial / StxllaNutxlla

Being Jade West’s gf..

Warnings : none.

fem!reader x Jade West from Victorious

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♡ In public Jade and in private Jade are completely different people.  People say she’s mean, impulsive, and sadistic, but really she’s sensitive, guarded, and actually pretty funny. 

♡ TONS of inside jokes to which you two look at each other in understanding without even saying anything.

♡ She has a major soft spot for you and you only ((maybe Cat too but who doesn’t?)).

♡ God help anyone who approaches you when she’s around, needless to say they definitely have a death wish.  Jade is so protective over you that the title of being her girlfriend alone is like an invisible barrier that vaporizes anyone from getting near you.  If someone needs to ask you a question they’re going to have to as Cat to ask you, because there is no way in Hell that Jade’s going to let anyone do that. 

♡ If someone DOES get near you, close enough to talk to you, she’ll glare at them, hold her hands together and ask, “Oh great! Another mouth breather to cough his disgusting mouth germs on my girlfriend.” and basically humiliate him until he runs away crying.

♡ It’s not that Jade doesn’t trust you, she loves you, it’s the fact that she’s dated the other guys in school and she KNOWS that they’re all losers.  So, why waste your time when your wonderful and perfect punk girlfriend exists? 

♡ She tries to hide her jealousy around you but if you mention someone else’s name, guy or girl, she nearly gets whiplash with how fast she turns her head in anger.  “I thought you said you don’t talk to them!” She would say out of habit from dating Beck, but once she sees your concerned face she immediately settles down.  Yeah, you’re not like Beck in any way, Jade is your first in pretty much everything so she has absolutely nothing to worry about. 

♡ Lots and lots and lots of arm holding from both of you.

♡ She’s very demanding.  Like.  If she thinks you’re not giving her enough attention, she’ll order you to give her it.  “Hold my hand.  Now.” and you happily oblige.

♡ When you guys are bored you’ll watch horror or slasher movies, of course your favorite being ‘Nightmares on Elm Street’ and hers being the indie movie classic ‘The Scissoring.’

♡ Dyeing a streak of your hair the same colors with Green Day blasting from a speaker in the bathroom ((it’s purple)).

♡ “O-Ow I think I got some in my eye.” “It’s purple dye, not pink eye, Y/n.” “JADE YOU AREN’T HELPING.”

♡ Of course, when Jade has a show or sings in general at Karaoke Dokie, you have front row seats and you’re also easily subjected to her stares, grins, and winks. 

♡ Dates at Nozu because she knows you really like sushi even though she has annoying memories with Tori there.

♡ “I like your outfit today.” “Oh thanks.” “You’re welcome.  Bye.”

♡ If you have an enemy and tell her you don’t like that certain person, she will not hesitate to grab that person by the roots of their hair and cut a lock off with her favorite pair of scissors. 

♡ Your closet is hers and her closet is yours so a lot of your friends will ask, “Hey wasn’t y/n wearing that last week?” and she’ll respond with, “Yeah and what’s it to you?  Got a problem? It’s a cute top, can’t I wear a cute top? Is it such a big deal that I LIKE this cute top? Like have you smelt it, clearly not because it smells EXACTLY like y/n.” “Nope I was JUST saying that it looked familiar.”

♡ One thing Jade loves doing is teaching you to stand up for yourself, if you aren’t already, she’ll teach you how to speak your mind and be less of a shy wallflower.  When the time comes where you do act with confidence, she does this thing where she folds her arms and grins, raising her eyebrows and letting out a proud chuckle at her work.

♡ “When are you going to start acting like this isn’t a big deal?” “When are YOU going to get my coffee order right?” “Jade, not drawing a heart next to your name isn’t going to mess up how the coffee tastes, just drink it.”

♡ You know that thing..THAT specific picture? Yeah, that’s how you do each others makeup.  You’re sitting on top of her and leaning down, lightly softening her brows and shes staring up at you trying not to laugh.  Actually I lied I’m a liar it’s actually a pretty sweet and intimate moment :)

♡ In a group setting with friends, Jade always insists you sit on her lap.  Only because she likes holding you and you like the feeling of her hand snaked around your waist, but also because it’s her way of telling everyone around you to ‘fuck off.’

♡ In addition to that, Jade will essentially grab your face and kiss you whenever possible.  Not showing annoying levels of PDA of course, but if there’s someone talking to you she’ll make an effort to show them who they’re dealing with.

“Who’s this, babe?” “Oh she’s my—”

♡ If you guys ever get into a fight, which is rare but not impossible, this girl will do whatever she can to make it up to you.  She may keep up a front when she’s mad or frustrated at you but behind the scenes shes working on finding the right solution to fix it because she genuinely cares so much about you. 

♡ ‘I love you’ fights never go sweetly and cutely, instead they always start off like that but quickly progress into screaming and screeching. 

♡ Give her cheek kisses. She would quite literally kill for them.

“What are you doing?”

“Kissing you?”

“…ok.”

♡ No one is allowed to interrupt you guys during lunch without a life or death reason, nothing is more important to her than lunch time with you.  If they do then they automatically get shut down with a death stare from Jade.

♡ “Y/n I have to tell you something.”

“Sure what’s up?”

“You remember your science teacher you didn’t like in middle school because he failed you on an assignment?”

“…Mr. Smith? Yeah?”

“I got him fired.”

“YOU WHAT—”

♡ She’s very reliant on your affection. 

♡ There’s a lot of tolerance in your guys’ relationship, for example : if you like a certain song she despises, she’ll complain about it first but then start to listen to it just because YOU like it.  She wouldn’t dare listen to it on her free time…unless?

♡ As far as kissing goes, she’s very passionate and she’s not afraid to show it.  She’ll rub her hands up and down your hips and waist and lean into you like you’re some drug she can’t get enough of. 

♡ Other times, she’s sweet and reassuring — though quiet enough so that no one else can hear because that would ruin her evil reputation >:(

♡ She’s 90% clingy and 10% violent, meaning she will bite you out of the blue.

warmth in the harshest winters

-- fatui harbinger fluff drabbles !!

all romantic besides Pierro and Pulcinella

⚠: just fluff, slight mention of injury in some parts, firm believer in disabled sandrone, Capitano is very soft and squishy, scaramouche is wanderer, not proofread I'm sleepy

A/N: every fic I see with the harbingers are always more dark and borderline toxic so I wanted to make them all soft and fluffy :3

PIERRO doesn't know what to do with you sometimes. He's been alive for so long yet he can barely show affection to one he feels connected too. So he takes to the streets observing families all across snezhnaya. He sees fathers decorating their daughters in jewels calling them more beautiful than the gods and mothers teaching their sons how to cook for their future beloveds. Even though the old man has you, he still gets a wave of loneliness whenever he sees real families talk and live life together. However when he himself gifts you fine jewelry and teaches you ancient meals long forgotten by time the loneliness is his heart subdues and just for a moment, he has a family once again.

like DOTTORE himself, his segments share a great love for you and often pamper and coddle you when you're in their vicinity. Younger segments of himself often have heart eyes when they look at you, like how a schoolboy admires their teachers. You always pat their heads and tell them that technically when their older they can call you their own. His older segments often like to have more fun with you. Sometimes they'll sandwich you and poke you all already or they'll pull you in the lab to watch experiments they have conducted, waiting for your praise. Sometimes they get jealous of eachother and often that manifests into insecurities. So you reassure them that you'll love them all equally and you'll support them as long as you live.

COLUMBINA dotes on you almost all the time, you're practically her little doll. With your permission she takes you everywhere, walks through the city's most beautiful hidden spots were she has you rest on her lap while she sings songs proclaiming the love you too share, missions were she protects you with her life like a true knight in shining armor with you as her royalty, banquets that the fatui hold were she dresses you two up in matching outfits and walk into the ballroom arm-in-arm as everyone stares in awe, but her all time favorite place to take you is in her arms. As ethereal as some see her, her feelings are entirely human. The softness you provide fuels her fire, it gives her a reason to keep fighting if all her wings are clipped and she's left to die. Often times she'll hold you, almost making time stop and all you can hear is her heartbeat and a tune she hums as you drift off into a restful slumber.

though some may see him as a strong yet evil leader PULCINELLA treats you and a few others he sees as children very nicely. He holds great pride in the title grandpa you've given him, often time joking about how you'll need to be careful not to hurt his hold heart and soul. Whenever you visit him his face lights up patting the nearest seat, an invitation to get lost in stories with him. He'll offer you sweets he picked up that he knows you'll enjoy. As you snack happily he tells you stories of all different genres, ranging from snezhnian myths about creatures lurking in the night to foolish and silly things his fellow harbingers have done. Sometimes if you ask nicely he'll share stories about himself and how he came to be, leaving out more gruesome parts only leaving you with stories of a strong and determined man. If fate would allow it, he'd sit with you in these armchairs telling endless stories with you forever.

even before SCARAMOUCHE abandoned his title as balladeer and erasing himself from this world he vowed to keep you with him, you are his heart along with the electro gnosis. Before becoming the wanderer he is today, he asked Nahida if there's a way to keep you in his memories, if you can know him as both scaramouche and wanderer. Her response was simply no but the solution was simple, make you fall in love all over again. Even when Wanderer regained his memories he was puzzled on courting you. He used all the same methods as the balladeer and yet you would not fall as easily. Until one night you broke down hugging him, recently your heart felt like something was teared out and he replaced it. With a gentle smile he embraced you back, promising to repair the seemly ghosting feeling in your heart. Though in his mind he promised to love you more than the balladeer could ever give.

though most of her comrades were robots, screws and tools SANDRONE always knew how to be human around you. Due to locking herself away in metal and confinement she lost most of the skill you need to be human, accidentally crafting herself to be a robot. However you are her heart that beats reminding herself that she is flesh and bones and not bolts and steel. Being unable to walk on her own she relies on you to be her guiding feet to humanity. She's blunt but not by choice, she'll demand you too wheel her into the garden were she'll then demand you again to explain the life of plants and flowers. Her demands aren't terrifying like how she commands her subordinates but more light and flustered. As you explain how plants breath the air, drink water from their roots and bask in the sunlight she's silent. She's completely lost in your voice. She applies all the information that you told her into you. you are her air that she breaths, you are the water that brings her to life and finally you are her sun that melts away the metal of her skin, leaving her with flesh and bones, leaving her to be a human again.

people all across snezhnaya envy the fair lady's beauty, singing praises about her skin, her hair and her eyes. As much as she prides herself the only person to ever top SIGNORA'S beauty is you. Sometimes she'll place you on her lap as she brushes your hair and powders your face. The only words to come out of her mouth are endless waterfalls of praises. The gods themselves took the finest jewels teyvat has to offer and crafted them into your eyes she sings kissing your cheek while she pins up your hair. Every single silk flower in teyvat is jealous of how soft and clear you're skin is she sighs her hand trailing up from the tip of your fingers to your jawline as her other hand applies powder to your face, making it shine more than before. She scoots you off her lap, making you sit in the chair she occupied before you as she pulls out two shining outfits of your favorite colors. They look like something celestial being would wear, as you pick the one you like the best she beams. Perfect, she sings, tonight both of us will shine like stars, maybe even the gods will notice us hand in hand and imprint our love onto the night sky she winks and kisses your cheek. Tonight at the banquet your love will rival the sun and the moon.

Even though he is the richest of them all and believes money can define the world itself PANTALONE believes that 100% of your happiness cant be bought with mora alone. He believes in equality and that belief spreads onto you. Don't get me wrong he spends ungodly amounts of mora on you already, buying you the best meals any chef on teyvat can make, renting out museums and aquariums just so you can him can waltz in front of statues of the gods or the most gorgeous looking sea life. He buys you jewels and gems that shine so brightly that it blinds everyone around, but to him the thing that truly blinds everyone is money. So he makes sure that the greed he can give you doesn't taint you or corrupt your mind, making you believe that he's only bribing you to stay with him. The way he compels these thoughts is with his undying love to you. Most of his work is filing documents requesting funds so he always allows you to enter his space and exist along with him. Though he still needs to do his work he'll take breaks and play a few round of card games with you, or perhaps read a book together and discuss it but his favorite break time activity is when you two simply lay together on the couch he commissioned for times you wish to nap while he works. The combined comfort of the luxury couch and the warmth and weight of you on top of his person is something money can never buy, it's something he earned alone with no funds required.

TARTAGLIA is a child(e)ish man at heart and that applies for when you're around too. He'll hide behind the wall and as you walk by he'll shout boo as you clutch your chest and fall to the ground. Realizing the situation you both laugh as he outstretched his hand for you to get off the ground. In the early mornings he'll tickle you awake, he enjoys the feeling of you swatting him away and how your body vibrates when you burst out into giggles against him. He also loves when you play with his siblings, fully immersed in the action game his siblings have dragged you both into. As much as he says he's focused his real attention is on you and how your eyes sparkle when you get playfully shot at with a stick gun. Even though he is as playful as a fox there are times when he matures and is more romantic with you. He'll prepare candle-lit dinners with the best home made snezhnaya specialties. He'll warm you too a bath with rose petals and the best oils imported from all across the globe so you too can relax into eachother. Whenever you're sad he will be there, when your happy he will laugh with you, when your angry he will calm you down. As long as the sun still shines he will remain by your side, he is forever your loyal loving knight Ajax.

whenever they hear CAPITANO'S name one often thinks of a brutal man with a army that shadows a nation but what you hear is much more different. the Capitano you know is a gentle giant who during midnight walks will pick the most beautiful rose in the bush, carefully remove all it's thorns and gently placing it behind your ear. The Capitano you also know clasps one of your hands in excitement when the stray cat he was petting starts purring and nuzzling into the cool armor of his hand. Capitano is totally at your mercy, he's completely wrapped around your finger. He talks about you nonstop to the fatui soldiers around him, at first they hold great respect for you because you are Capitanos partner but overtime they respect you for yourself. You bring in blankets and pillows on cold nights to them, wrapped them and yourself up around a small campfire as you tell them stories of happy times. If you have the skill you even train with them, praising them on their blade work. This never goes unnoticed by Capitano who when he finally has you too himself engulfs you in a huge hug, telling you how proud he is of you and all the work you do to help the fatui. He and some of the fatui members you have helped call you a angel, a rare kind soul in the harshest of winters.

though her loyalty to the Tsaritsa is questionable ARLECCHINO love for you is not. People say she is crazy, not one part of her is sane but when she's with you all humanity she's lost throughout her life comes back into her. She's slightly possessive over you, asking to take you along for missions. During said missions she always makes sure you don't get a single scratch on your perfect body. She also likes to impress you during these times, sometimes she'll fight five strong enemies at once just enough so you'll be at the edge of your seat. When she swiftly and elegantly kills them all she'll kneel before you and kiss your hand, looking at you with loyalty and determination in her eyes. When you come on missions with her she only brings her most trusted fatui soliders with her, often times these soldiers are the ones she has personally raised at the house of the hearth. These fatui soldiers know better than to hurt you or get too comfortable with you so they simply let you be, protectively watching you from beyond. If by any chance some force breaks through the defense of well trained soldiers or Arlecchino herself and mange to her you she is deeply concerned. She'll drag you to her private tent and gently patch your wounds. after she'll cup your face in her hands and kiss away any tears that may have fallen during the process, promising you that she will shield you from any bad in this world even if that meant death to herself.

Tighnari lmao 😂

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Lumine saved Scara from the clutches of Dottore. The aftermath is especially sweet. <3

Pairing: Scaramouche x afab!Reader

Genre: smut

Warnings: MDNI, reader lactates, lactation kink, dry humping, praise (giving), mommy kink if you squint

Scaramouche has always been obsessed with your chest for reasons unknown to you. He would often touch you there, fondling your breasts and looking incredibly peaceful while doing so. Nothing made him more happy than laying on your pillowy chest, getting comforted by your gentle embrace and fingers carding through his hair.

So when you started lactating all of a sudden, he was certainly intrigued, not repulsed at all even though you were insecure about it.

He noticed it by accident when he was sitting in your lap, playing with your breasts and then suddenly his hand got a bit wet. You could feel the cold sensation of the wet shirt sticking to your nipples and you knew exactly what happened. You became shy, averting your gaze all embarrassed but Scara wouldn't have any of it. He perked up, lifting his head from your shoulder where it rested beforehand, looking at you wide-eyed.

"This is so embarrassing. I'm sorry, I don't know why it's happening to me. I should go change my shirt..." You started mumbling, trying to push him off but then you noticed his expression, his violet eyes hooded and brimming with passion, intently eyeing the wet spots on your clothes. He squirmed in your lap, trying to hide how hard he got.

"Stop. This is unexpected, sure, but not unwelcome..." He trailed off, letting his fingers graze over your clothed nipple. You shivered at his touch, and shook your head in confusion.

"What do you mean?"

He smirked, finally tearing away his gaze from your boobs and looking into your eyes instead.

"I wonder how you'll taste. Will you let me?" He sounded so eager and you were honestly stunned by his confession. You nodded, hesitantly, and watched how his face lit up. He helped you wiggle out of your shirt, moving to sit so he could face you entirely, with each of his legs by your side.

He started rubbing one of your boobs while his other hand grabbed the second one, squeezing it gently until the light liquid started coming out of the nipple. He unconsciously rutted his hips at that, groaning at the sight, immediately moving down to lick the drops of milk falling down on your chest and stomach. He whimpered when the liquid hit his tongue, letting out a shaky breath. "So good...need more." He latched onto your boob and just started sucking, tasting you in full. He was so greedy, pulling you closer to him. Your hand moved into his dark hair as you started massaging his scalp gently. That brought out another moan out of him, the motion of his lips intensifying. Experimentally, you touched his clothed erection with your free hand. A sinful groan left him as he momentarily detached himself from your leaking breast.

"Yes, touch me more," he commanded you and then went back to your other breast, sucking the first one almost dry already. You did as you were told, rubbing his cock through the fabric, enjoying how responsive he was to your touch, how his hips sought your hand. The sensation of your boobs being emptied from the milk was a strange one, yet you couldn't say you didn't enjoy his ministrations on you. You didn't remember him ever being this excited. It was pretty hot, actually. You occasionally let out a soft moan of your own, closing your eyes to fully immerse yourself in the moment.

"I'm getting close," Scara panted into your chest. It's almost embarrassing how fast and easily he got there. You didn't even stimulate him properly yet he was a whining mess on your lap, announcing his incoming orgasm. With a strained moan and gripping your hip and breast, he came in his shorts, his quickened breathing louder than usual. He nuzzled into your chest, eyes closed. You kept rubbing him as he slowly got out of his high.

"Good boy," you praised him, wrapping your arms around him to hold him against your naked chest.

"I...hah, thoroughly enjoyed this." He said, wiping away the milk from his chin and licking it off of his finger. "Let us move to the bedroom and I'll repay you tenfold for this treat~"