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Sorry if this request is strange but I'm curious as to what you think Jiyan, Jinhsi, Geshulin and Mortefi would look like if they became dragons? What type of dragon would they be, how big and anything interesting!

Wuthering Waves characters as dragons!

A/n: YESSSSSSSS. Worry not anon, your request is not strange at all! I did give myself go to also visualize what I think they'd look like as dragons, along with some headcanons and a size chart at the end. I do hope you like this :) please enjoy my mind worms talking about the dragon hyperfixation lol All art here was done by me, do not use without permission/credit

Contents: Dragon Wuwa characters, Jiyan, Geshu Lin, Jinhsi and Mortefi x reader (separate), fluff, a bit of angst if you squint really hard, grammar mistakes probably bc I'm like that

Jiyan:

-Jiyan is one of the bigger dragons, but his strength lies more so in endurance and perseverance rather than just brute strength

-His scales are smoother and look softer even, and when light passes over them they look a bit like fish scales with the way they glimmer

-Personality wise, as a dragon he is about the same as his human self, easy going and calm. Unless provoked or called to battle, you will scarcely ever see hostility from him, if ever at all. He does often linger near places where danger would be lurking, earning himself the title of a guardian very easily and early on. He just seems to have the sixth sense for trouble, and he can’t get himself to turn a blind eye to any suffering of his people

-Besides being battle ready and such, it is said his presence does have a calming aura with it, some dare say that it even heals the person to some extent. His scales, when ground up, have healing properties, and Jiyan does not lack generosity for that either.

-He has stepped into service of the territory as a young dragon, and a part of that youthful naivety still lingers in him, although he has grown wiser - he still blindly believes in that good of the world. One day it will all pass, the evil will be no more, and Jiyan will retrieve to some distant corner where, somewhere high up from where he can watch the lands and bask in the sun, all the past troubles now lost to memory

-His fur is really fluffy although a bit coarse to the touch, it protects him as much as it servers a more aesthetic side of his dragon. He takes good care of it, and doesn’t like it getting mangled. He gladly lets you help him with it too, if you have the strength to comb through all of it lol

-He does have a taste for swimming, both to remain clean but also active. He does running enough, and swimming is a fun activity that takes his weight off of his legs. However he does not like the sea, the salty water makes him icky

-The jewelry he wears and the armor was all gifted to him by important people in his life and fellow dragons, he wears them with pride and let’s them give him courage in trying times

-If you are a dragon too, or a human he values a lot and keeps close, he makes for a great cuddle buddy. He is long and when he curls up, it’s as if he made a bed in the middle of this little spiral for you to lay in. He is very peaceful and really likes the time spent with you.

-If you are a human and he is in this giant dragon form, he acts as if you’re an ant underfoot, which honestly you are, seeing how tiny you are compared to his claws alone, and he is quite worried he may hurt you or god forbid step on you

-He steps around you gingerly, always having an eye out for you so he knows where not to step or trudge to close to

-Preferably he’d have you riding on his back or on top of his head, there’s more than enough space there

-Seeing as he is a dragon most of the time, doing his work, it is rare you’ll catch him in his human form a lot, but when you do he relishes in your touch. Nuzzling in your neck and breathing in your scent as if he was starved of it. 

Geshu Lin:

-A war dragon through and through. Born and bred for battle.

-Although his species is related to Jiyan and Jinhsi's, he does share similar features to the winged dragons of the New Federation. Tough scales and spikes line his entire body, acting as both a weapon and a shield to himself against other enemies. His body is lined with scars and scratches, old and new, displaying his long years of service and experience in battle.

-He has half of a whisker missing on his left side 

-The jewelry he wears is a memorial of people he long lost in battle, although some believe he also looted the pieces of another dragon he triumphed over in war.

-He is a formidable beast and willful, he’s not someone to be trifled with. Some say he has learned to manipulate flames on the battlefield. But whether that is true or not, everyone has grown to fear the pale beast of Jinzhou.

-Due to his long years spent on the battlefield he has become an uneasy individual to be with or hold a conversation with, and his nights are often plagued with unrest or nightmares, he can never seem to rest easy. Only battle can make his mind escape the troubles of his other days, and for a little while it all seems to make the world stop - and he can finally breathe again

-Due to this, the medics that were close enough to realize this, suggested he wears protective amulets and papers with prayer written onto them in hopes that such would ease his mind. Time is yet to tell if these ever worked, or if Geshu Lin was touched by this moment of care from others

-It is said you were the only one that could bring him peace of mind, even if all you did was simply linger in the camp or near him. Geshu Lin did have a knack for always beckoning you close - just sit beside him, it will be enough. Sometimes you two would take to a more secluded place in the mountains, still overlooking the battlefield, but far away so no one could see. And he’d lay down, his body falling and rumbling through the ground while he exhaled heavily. He naps, letting you do as you please. If you wish to sit on his back he is not one to deny it, or if you want to sleep beside him, all the better. He has full confidence he can and will defend you if someone dares to sneak up on you two

-Geshu Lin rarely goes back to his human form. He has grown to dislike how weak that vessel can be, and how little it can do for the war cause, so he has all but abandoned it.

-If he does return back to human form, it would be to pass through some tunnel most likely than not, or to talk to some human captain back in the city on the rare occasions he goes back for meetings or to give his report. He is more grumpy in this form, he doesn’t like it - it makes him feel weak. People have learned to respect this side of him, although some genuinely fear him too and keep their distance away from him at all cost

-During one particular battle where even he was overwhelmed, he disappeared, leaving behind a long, thick trail of blood and fallen enemies to litter each end of the battlefield, but no one ever found him, no matter how much they followed the red line. It was odd for such a giant beast to simply vanish. Some speculated he died, but others argued that if he was truly dead, his remains would have been found by now. So, now he makes for a great ghost tale among the people. Some say that if you go to an old battlefield, you can hear his growling and snarling underneath the cracked and blood soaked earth

Jinhsi:

-Most beloved of dragons and, as the word has it, the most powerful among the dragons. She may not be as big as the battle dragons of the land, or most formidable looking, but do not let looks deceive you. She has protected her lands in her own ways, and none of them were easy

-She does not lack in wisdom and knowledge, but to her closest companions she did express doubt over her capabilities on a handful of occasions.

-Jinhsi looks like the embodiment of the snowy mountains and the glaciers that can be found around Mt. Firmament. Soft flowing fur that hugs her neck like a thick mane, and the long tuft of fur on her tail is faded to a blue. Sometimes, people say they can see snowflakes on her fur, flowing from it and melting when they touch the ground

-She often floats instead of walking, holding an air of elegance and regality about her wherever she goes. Her claws are faded gold and she has two golden stars on top of her forehead, the third one hidden underneath the fur

-The people often do bring gifts as offerings to her, some which she declines if she sees the person offering it needs it more than she does. 

-During the year she will descend down to her land of people and bring her own gifts - sometimes a few days of cool air during summer droughts, or easier snows during long winters, other times she only brings her presence when the people feel uneasy due to wars happening outside the borders. A lot of times she holds an audience in the main plaza, giving her advice to the towns people and even travelers from distant lands

-Jinhsi assists in the war mostly by gaining intelligence, giving strategies to the generals and captains, and while she does know how to fight, she saves her strength for the city, should all outside forces fall.

-She is one made for solitude, or at least that is the nature of her duty, and not many people actually see her face-to-face or outside of her duty which seems to be never ending, 24/7

-She rarely sleeps, and some say she doesn’t even need to sleep. Her Grace only needs the love and trust of her people to give her strength - or so the tale would say

-She is still young in terms of dragon years, but for her age she has grown a lot. Her scales are still soft, smooth running across her pale body.

-She doesn’t often let anyone near her den, which the people have decorated so beautifully with gifts, gems, silk and much more. She would let you in, secretly during the night when you both can have the reprieve of the watchful eyes of guards or civilians. She lets you talk, listening attentively as she rests her worn body

-She purrs in her sleep sometimes, long soft groans in her throat that seem like a bunch of gentle bees caught and wrapped in cotton and linen and then pressed to your ear to help you sleep.

-She doesn’t often go in her human form, much like Geshu Lin - it makes her vulnerable. And as someone of high status as her, it would be wise to avoid any vulnerability. She’d rather not risk being caught unaware with a blade in her heart or at her throat

-In human form she seems to be more slow in her movement, perhaps due to not using the vessel so much or due to exhaustion the long years of duty have taken upon her, but she is aware of every sound around her and often knows you are there before you even announce yourself

Mortefi:

-A rare dragon in these lands, as not many New Federation dragons can be found so far from their home. They aren't nomads by any means, and prefer to stick to their land of origin.

-Yet, Mortefi is unlike what gossip would describe him or his kind as. Fanatical and obsessive over technology, that part he shares in common with his peers, but he is nowhere near as greedy. He does not hoard his knowledge in a pile, hiding away from the people for all eternity, nor is he as aggressive as his kind usually is, especially to strangers.

-While he truly is a loner, having made himself a home far from the central city and keeping it tidy and perfect for his high standards, he doesn’t shy from contact if he runs into someone else

-He’d much rather he didn’t run into them, but what does he have to be scared of? His scales can barely be pierced and fire does him no harm, what could anyone do to him? And conversation he doesn't fear either. It is unlike that someone knows something he doesn't already, but a little bit of back and forth hurt no one.

-He is the only one here to breathe fire, and his flames are strong red with streaks of orange. Geshu Lin does have some power of manipulating purple flames but they don't seem to have the same source, he doesn't breathe fire like Mortefi.

-He has quite a lot of witty remarks if some curious wanderer stops by his territory, and eventually he chases them off with his banter as the other person simply can’t handle his jargon and analogies - some even directed at them 

-What some don’t know though, is that Mortefi has kept guard over the most naive and vulnerable ones of their community. The children that returned to the cities and villages after being lost for days, only returned when he found them. Often with a little trinket in hand. He may not like the adults as much, but children he can’t fault for their naive outlook on the world or their curiosity. He was once a child too, full of wonder and spark that he believes he lost, he hasn’t felt it in years. His own upbringing left a hole in his chest, that spark once filled that hole, but now it’s gone

-He doesn’t like when people enter his abode, and he likes it even less when they touch his things. Those may be the only times you see him be so enraged - he has quite the specific way of sorting things, you see, and he keeps it all clean too, so don’t touch it. He hasn’t spent so long sorting it all out, building his craft and honing his skills just for you to put it out of place

-In terms of size, at the present he is the smallest of the dragons listed here, but he is awfully slow growing. Longevity is one of the qualities that marks his kind, so this isn’t out of place for him. He will grow, but it will take long years to get to the size some of his elders in the New Federation are at.

-Mortefi is someone who indulges in his human form more than any other, preferring human hands to do his experiments than his big dragon claws, although both have their merit in their own ways

-He works quickly, and long nights are often spent at the table of his abode, making yet another craft, be it for the children or for his own self-given quests for knowledge

-He does keep you away while he is working, but ever since you wormed your way into his heart, he could never keep you too far off. He can feel you lingering nearby, watching him work sometimes, and he doesn’t mind. He also realizes how happier he is to explain his process when you ask, the hole in his chest slowly being made full once more

Size chart:

Geshu Lin is the biggest of them all, but Jiyan isn't too far behind

Jinhsi is bigger than Mortefi although Mortefi has more mass to him, he is very chunky

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general geshulin thoughts … mdni 18+

nsfw. i cant get this man out of my mind. u cant tell me he wldnt be a sucker n a tease to his lover. he wld keep you away from meetings and use u as an excuse to not attend them LOL

silky sheets glid against the skin of your back, lashes fluttering close. there’s a soft heat in the air that is wrapped around you and your lover. general geshulin’s hot breath fans against your collarbone, sending shivers all around your body. light snickers and chuckles can be heard escaping both your breathless mouths.

there’s nothing like basking in your lover’s heat after making love. however, your lover is insatiable— there never is enough of you to go around. despite how twitchy your hips are, the general can’t help but have his fingers to continue curling against your sweet spot. splotches of white and black flash in front of you as your eyes roll back.

his lips keen on marking your soft skin, blotches of red and pink decorate your neck and chest. geshulin stares down at his small nibbles and bites on you, his lips curling into a satisfying smile.

“my love,” geshulin mumbles into your skin, encapsulating you into a kiss. he can’t get enough of you. your nails dig into his back, making him hiss. his thumb catches onto your clit, causing you to open your mouth in surprise. geshulin takes this opportunity to slide his tongue against yours. the wet muscles dance around each other, drool slipping out your mouths.

“isn’t it so much nicer to stay in my bed all day, rather than work on those pesky reports?” he snickers, watching your hips stutter as you come down from your high. he knows you can barely understand him. the sweat making your forehead and chest glimmer under the afternoon sunlight is something geshulin prides in: his ability to reduce you to a shaky mess.

“geshu,” you mumble, reaching out to him. he collects your exhausted body in his lap, bare chest pressing against your shoulders. your arms look around his shoulders, pressing your chests against each other. his silver locs mixing with your hair, the scent of his jasmine shampoo filling your nostrils.

“my darling,” he coos, moving hair out of your face. you use all your strength to push him down, legs straddling his lap with a hand pushed against his chest. the general smiles up at you like a cat, chesirely.

“you’re an asshole. im going to be working all night,” you slump against his body, groaning against his silky skin. the man below you lets out an excited laugh, rolling you onto your back as he hovers over you. he gingerly slides down the bed, laying between your legs. one of them hooked over his shoulder and the other pushes up against your chest.

“i’ll be sure to pleasure you all night then. make the experience enjoyable for us both,” he kisses the apex of your thighs before delighting himself with a taste of your sweet cunt. general geshulin truly is a menace.

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geshulin….ive been thinking about him so much it’s sick more specifically kissing the marks on his neck…I wonder if they’re sensitive…

mandlaofekedo stop it. i have so mnay thoughts .. mdni 18+

general geshulin isn’t caught off guard very easily. hes calculating and cautious, especially around others. however, you’ve found hus guard to be severely lowered around you. he becomes like a helpless puppy, clinging to your waist and rubbing his face into your stomach and neck.

he very much likes to tickle you, or at least catch you off guard. constantly, pinches your sides when you least expect it, or breathes down your neck, even going as far as to kiss the nape of your neck while having a conversation with someone else. he’s horrible.

however, you’ve recently discovered the general is also very ticklish. especially on the mark on his neck. one day, while cutting his hair, your fingers ran over the tattooed mark on his neck. he instantly flinched, grabbing onto your wrist with a slight smile on his face. he let out an airy chuckle,

“what are you doing?” he asked, brows furrowed. you look down at him, surprised at his outburst.

“sorry. did i hurt you?” geshulin shakes his head, taking your hand to cup his cheek. his nose and lips brush over the palm of your hand, before kissing your wrist. he hums against it, denying your question.

“you just caught me off guard is all. i always flinch when people touch me there,” geshulin speaks so casually as the summer breeze messes with his hair. you furrow your brows, laughing.

“you’re ticklish?” with a hand covering your lips, you laugh out loud. geshulin looks at you with a slight blush.

“i am not ticklish.” he says, agitated. you look at him with a soft smile as you brush his hair out his face.

“whatever you say honey” you reply with a cheeky smile.

ever since that day, you’ve been trying your best to prove to your lover that he is indeed ticklish. days he comes home tired from work and his body is sore, you offer to give him a bath and scrub his hair.

while he sits in the bath, you take this opportunity to kiss his neck while his head hangs back and exposes his mark. instantly he’s on you, grabbing you while he lets out an uncharacteristically high pitched squeak.

“what the hell?” he groans, watching your lips curl into a smile. eventually it erupts into laughter.

“sorry. i had to take up the opportunity.” gehsulin, far too tired to reprimand you for your antics just sighs and shakes his head in faux annoyance.

the second time you attempt to prove to the general that he is ticklish, is when he has you seated on his lap. your lips lock together, hands running over each other’s bodies. the night is young, but you’re both far too impatient to wait. geshulin makes quick work of your dress, sliding it down your body as his hands kiss your curves.

you on the other hand, palm at his clothed crotch, lips kissing the sides of his face and going down his jaw. geshulin seems to thrive in the feeling, his head lolling back as he enjoys the feeling of his lover feeling him up.

“darling,” he says in a low tone, hands dangerously close to your clothes cunt. he doesn’t wait any longer before sliding your panties to the side as his free hand unbuckles his pants. he frees his cock from its confines, and sliding the enraged tip over your slit.

he can hear the squelching from your liquid mixing, almost moaning at the sound. while you make work of the too half of his clothes, an idea pops into your mind. you slide yourself backwards, no longer having his tip brush against you. instead you guide him to lay on the couch as you straddle his thighs.

“let me. you’ve been working far too hard, general.” and boy, does that get him going. geshulin lets out a shaky breath as his nails dig into your plush hips. he chuckles, though his voice does stammer when your hand wraps around his cock.

his tip is leaking pre, your thumb collecting the liquid and bringing it to your lips. as your hand makes work of your cock, you bend forward and down to his ear to whisper things in his ear.

“you know, i’ve been thinking about you so much these past few days,” geshulin grins, trying his best not to cum so quickly. however it’s been a rough few days and the man is so pent up.

“hah, is that so? what’s been on your mind, honey? tell me, please?” his voice trembles at the end, hips jerking into your hand. you chuckle, taking your other hand and pumping it up the length of his cock. your left thumb pressing against his slit, feeling his cock jump in your hands.

“honey, please.” he borderline begs. geshulin’s hands grab onto your hips, grinding your soaked cunt on his thigh. your clit catches on the material of his pants, making you moan and mewl in his ears. he doesn’t make the situation any better, especially when he pulls the hood of your clit up, allowing it to more directly rub against his pants.

you dip your head into his neck when you feel geshulin growing closer to the edge. his cock is practically pulsing, begging for his high to come already. like the angel you are, you help him you. while his hands are distracted with your hips and clit, you take this time to kiss the markings on his neck.

the sound geshulin makes, practically makes you cum. your pussy gushes at the guttural noise he makes. there’s ropes of his cum shooting onto your abdomen and between your fingers the moment your tongue peaks out to lick that marking.

as the general catches his breath, he looks up at you with hooded eyes. he can’t help but take this moment to admire how gorgeous you look with his cum sprayed all over your body. fuck, maybe he should pull out often (he knows deep in his heart he could never do that because 1. he’s a greedy man who enjoys the feeling of your warm cunt wrapped around him and 2. you also are greedy and enjoy him filling you up to the brim)

“you, my darling, are an egregious little vixen. you know that?” geshuline’s laughter fills your ears as his fingers slid against his cum on your body. he brings those very same fingers to your lips and you obediently open wide.

“atta girl.” he adjusts your bodies to where he’s sat up right with you in his lap once again. “let’s try that again, yeah? this time however, i think i’d like to be the one tickling you. sound fun?”

you’ve learned ever since that day to not mess with your lover. he strikes back ten times harder.

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On my knees for some Geshu Lin content. Specifically some general relationship hcs.

You're a life savior ma'am ✨️

A/n: I got you nonnie 😙 First time writing for Geshu so I hope it's all good. Lemme know what you think

Contents: gn reader, tones of angst, some fluff, nothing much else, pretty much just some regular hcs

-Generally speaking, Geshu Lin would be tough to get to with all the hustle and bustle of his work duty, he's practically always throwing himself at the front lines as he wishes to materialize his goal into reality

-And although he may strike someone like the type to truly be neglectful of all things emotional besides the pure passion and anger to achieve the aforementioned goal, he still submits to human desires

-He rarely takes off time off work, and if he does take days off, when the front lines are secure from TDs, he spends his days working in some other ways.

-The home is in need of firewood? Geshu Lin is already in the woods getting the best tree down and chopping it up. Need food? If possible he'd go hunting himself, but he often just goes to browse the nearby market for the freshest option. Need help with furniture and rearranging? No problem

-He doesn't talk too much, as he's often exhausted and simply lacks in conversation that aren't founded by goals for war. And although that may make him seem one sided, he's much more complex than that

-There’s a weird comfort in his silence, and reassurance in the most human way he clumsily grasps the needle between his fingers to stitch up a hole in his shirt, telling you that you don't have to do it for him - he's got it.

-There’s something so innocently sad in the way he sits at the front porch and stares off at the setting sun, and should you find yourself next to him, he'd be placing his scarred and calloused hand over yours, sometimes thumbing at your warm skin absentmindedly

-He’s been a child, and in the times where everything is so slow and peaceful he finds himself yearning for easier times like that. When he didn't know much about the world and when his parents took care of his worries and he went to sleep with bruised knees and his pillow in his embrace. It's for a reason told that ignorance is bliss.

-Geshu Lin would do his best to be more soft and tender with you, and although it proves difficult for him he doesn't stop trying. Sometimes it's not in the same capacity as the days before, or as straightforward as the other times, but he never truly stops trying to match your needs

-In the end, you became someone really treasured to him. In his words - you wormed your way into his heart and refuse to leave

-His love is rough around the edges too, like a tall sharp fence around a piece of land, but the garden he's trying to build for you is like no other. Tell him of the flowers you'd like there, the trees and the insects and animals, and he'll bring them to you. The fence will expand, you're not trapped, but you're safe.

-Geshu Lin prefers to show his love like that, through acts and gifts and any other physical show of his love, affectionate words are not his strong suit

-In the night he'd cling to you, stuck to your back like glue as he breathes in the smell of your hair after your bath, his arms wrapped around you

-He is not too much of a morning person unless there's a duty to do. So on days off it's a 50/50 whether he wakes up early or not. A lot of times he'd wake up early but decide to stay in bed for another hour or so, for you, and to make up for all lost sleep

-In the mornings where you wake up next to him, with him still dozing off, he'd be the most vulnerable and tender. Smiling softly at you as you move back strands of his messy hair that fell over his face. His half lidded eyes would drink in your appearance that looks nothing short of ethereal and peaceful, feeding his weary heart

-Geshu Lin can't help but draw you closer to his chest, kissing the top of your head and telling you to stay still for a few more minutes.

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