Luocha - Tumblr Posts
Who gets dibs on the chicken wing?
Some luocha busts :)
(he's my favorite)
A doodle that turned into a full fledged piece.
Am I the only one that wants to make a a character my fictional other but I don’t know anything about the character except they’re name and that they’re pretty??
ꔠㅤㅤ◞ aventurine tumblr layouts !
ᡣ𐭩 ⨯ f2u with reblog / like and credits !
⊹ ᶻz ㅤキ requested by: anon ıllı psd used
ㅤHuh? what's that? AHH!! It's an event!
HELLO EVERYONE!!! THANK YOU FOR 50 FOLLOWERS:3 in celebration of reaching 50 followers, I'm hosting an event!!
PROMPTS AND INFO UTC!!
INFO / RULES !
this event will run from tommorow (august 4) till august 13 !
all types of edits are allowed here (layouts , icons , graphics, etc.)
must tag me and use the tag #ipcaven50 otherwise i wont see it!
i'll be pick the winners using a wheel :]
PRIZES ! ! !
These are the prizes you'll get if you manage to be one of the 3 lucky winners ! ! !
3RD PLACE
any edit of your choice
2ND PLACE
A layout of any character you'd like (as long as its not in my blacklist , although mha is an exception for this one) , a rentry graphic , and any other edit of your choice (can be any of the edits i mentioned before)
1ST PLACE ! ! !
a layout , rentry graphics , stamps , pixel recolors & another edit of your choice :) (can be any of the edits i mentioned before)
PROMPTS ! ! !
Day 01 : A detective character OR an idol character
Day 02 : A smart character OR a dumb character
Day 03 : A snowy/cold theme OR a warm/hot theme
Day 04 : A cyberpunk theme OR solarpunk theme
Day 05 : Your least favorite character from your favorite media OR your favorite character from your least favorite media
Day 06 : A monochrome/dark theme OR a soft/light theme
Day 07 : Free day !
HAVE FUN ! ! !
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Luocha Stimboard With Soft Stims
@luctus-flos requested: I would like to request a luocha [hsr] stimboard, please. I have no specifics, but soft textures are my preference.
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Honkai: Star Rail (NSFW: Your Sweet Boyfriend! ver.) click and drag game!
MINORS DNI
warnings: flashing images, NSFW/explicit sexual themes, brief mentions and implications of dacryphilia, bdsm, voyeurism, dubcon/noncon, watersports, breeding kink, somnophilia, daddy kink, spanking, overstimulation, pegging, cock and ball torture, choking, pegging
Please DO NOT post reaction videos/results of my NSFW click and drag games onto any other social media platform. 18+ blogs are allowed to reblog
characters included: danheng, jing yuan, blade, sampo, gepard, welt, luocha
*how to play
prompt: your sweet boyfriend is the cutest but is also a bit of a freak 😏
━━ arms of gold .
❀ ˎˊ- prompt: how they hold you in bed ❀ ˎˊ- characters: dan feng, dan heng, luocha, blade, jing yuan ❀ ˎˊ- warnings: heavy in physical contact, dan feng gets a little possessive whoops ❀ ˎˊ- a/n: scratches head hey guys !!!!!! writing this to make myself feel better, yes i still have some requests but i'll get to them! just need to find the motivation so let me write some sillies heart eyes (also im aware that IL is not dan feng but like i need to fit my aesthetic so. heart eyes. also yall can really see who i had inspiration for LMAOOO (sorry bladie :( )
Dan Feng is, quite simply, a brat, and a brat who won't let you go the second he's behind closed doors. The second that the day is done, and he's freed from the grasp of his title, he pounces and clings onto you like a cat, forcing you to drag him around the house whenever you want to get anything done.
Personally, I can see Dan Feng being very physically affectionate, although he would rather die than ever admit it. It's not like he needs to though, since everyone can see how he always has to be touching you, whether it being with his tail around your arm or his hand clinging to your sleeve.
In bed, Dan Feng prefers to be the big spoon, regardless of height difference. Only on rare occasions will he let go of his pride and allow himself to be held. So for the most part, your nights together are spent with him embracing you from behind, his mouth pressed right on your pulse as he wraps himself around you.
Sometimes you'll feel his horns bump against your head as he nuzzles you, their luminescent glow like a gentle nightlight. They glow brighter when he has good dreams, a low purr rumbling against your back as he slumbers. Similarly, his tail, taking up a good 70% of the bed, wraps around your legs while Dan Feng's are draped over your hips. Every part of him has to touch you, hold you, and remind you that you are his, and his alone.
Contrary to his previous incarnation, Dan Heng is shy when it comes to physical contact. For the first few months in which he'd slept in the same bed as you, he'd kept himself to one side of the bed, afraid of even touching you.
When the Express was warm, he could do this easily. However, on the rare occasion that the engine can't provide as much heat as normal, Dan Heng's cold-blooded instincts take over, and his body moves to you against his will. Safe to say, when Dan Heng woke up to you, entangled in his arms, he malfunctioned and probably kicked you by accident.
Dan Heng can work with being a big spoon or small spoon, but what's important is that he sees your face. When his nightmares strike, he needs to know that you're there, still breathing and still alive in his embrace. More than once has he traced your features while you slept, your breathing lulling him back to sleep.
But on the fluffier side, he also tends to nuzzle you as you cuddle. Just rubbing his nose against yours is such an innocent act, and yet it never fails to make him melt against you. Dan Heng isn't a very verbal person, so he prefers to show his affection for you in the subtle ways - whether that be in his acts of service, or the slightest of touches.
If the time ever comes that Luocha is comfortable sleeping next to you, it means that he's finally grown to trust you. Luocha is used to the guards he dons around others, unused to letting it fall in another's presence.
He prefers to be the one holding you, rather than the other way around. Don't get him wrong, he loves you and adores your embrace, but to completely submit into your arms is asking a bit too much out of him. But Luocha makes up for it by telling you stories of his travels as a lullaby, keeping you at his side as he paints adventure after adventure with his voice.
Sometimes, he'd tease you for sleeping before his story ended, flicking your forehead gently as he lazily smirks at you. Even if you complain at him, Luocha only chuckles good-naturedly at you, cooing out an apology as he rubs where he'd flicked you.
Luocha always makes sure to fall asleep after you do. His heart warms as he watches you doze against his shoulder, and he can't help but trace your cheek before kissing your forehead, and closing his eyes himself.
And yet, he isn't as good as waking up before you can. On more than one occasion have you woken up to Luocha's peacefully slumbering face, just like that of a fairytale princess. His carefully practiced smile isn't there, but it doesn't make him any less beautiful. On the contrary, he is gorgeous, raw and natural, and graceful all the same.
The first time you woke him up, Luocha had been startled, panicked even, despite how gently you did it. He wasn't used to being waked up by another, much less waking up next to another. But as time passed on, he slowly grew to anticipate your touches, the tracing of his face drawing him from his dreams.
So now, when you welcome him back to reality, Luocha greets you with a smile - a tired, yet fond smile, devoid of any insincerity.
He'll never admit it, but Blade needs to be held when he sleeps. Never does he take the first step, so unless you pull him into you yourself, he'll stay on his side of the bed, afraid of touching you and pushing the boundary.
But the second your arms are around him, he latches onto you, practically molding himself into your chest. You are his safe haven, in your arms, he doesn't need to drive away nightmares - for they never come.
His ears are always pressed against your chest, your heartbeat lulling him to sleep each and every night. His hands grasp at the back of your shirt, squeezing and kneading at your back muscles. Seldom does he ever look up at your face, content to keep his face buried in your neck, chest, or back. Yet he adores it when you run your fingers down his body, whether they trace his scars, his spine, or simply thread through his hair.
The shuddered breathes Blade lets out when you caress him are not of fear nor of lust, but of content. His skin may goosebump, and his spine tingle, but he finds that it is with your hands that he is able to rest without his past chasing him.
Jing Yuan is somehow both the most annoying and the most comfortable cuddler here.
With Jing Yuan, there's no such thing as big spoon or little spoon. Whoever gets on the bed first is the pillow for the night, and if you're smaller than Jing Yuan, it'd be in your best interest to abstain from the mattress until the general himself decides to rest. Otherwise, you'd wake up with not one, but two lions draped over you as both Jing Yuan and Mimi keep you pinned to the bed.
But his weight isn't uncomfortable, as long as you can stick your head out to breathe (which can be difficult considering that both Mimi and Jing Yuan have a ridiculous amount of hair). On the contrary, Jing Yuan's large frame, coupled with the weight of his muscle on top of you makes you feel safe, protected.
When you're the one on top, Jing Yuan makes for one of the greatest, if not the greatest pillows on the Luofu. Whenever he breathes, his chest swells, taking you up and down with it in a rhythmic pattern. The tiniest snores he lets out rumble against you like the thunder he commands, and one arm is always around you, keeping you secured against him as he dozes in the Luofu's afternoon sun.
But be warned though, Jing Yuan is clingy, even more so than the others. His words of "5 more minutes" are really a translation for a few more hours, and it's difficult to say no to a face with his - especially if he starts pouting. You suppose it's fine, though, to be late once in a while, if it means you can see Jing Yuan's face visibly light up.
reblogs w comments are appreciated !!
Lost my Acheron 50/50 to Himeko. Sad. Went to pull on Luocha banner out of boredom. Oof. Pulled Luocha on my first ten pull. Confused! PULLED GEPARD AT 30 PITY? VAGUELY AFRAD? If someone sends me shards I might pull Acheron. It'd be funny. I don't want Aventurine, Jingliu, Robin or Boothill, so I'm not working super hard to save jades.
Hoyoverse pls release more pretty boys, Blade, Argenti and Luocha aren't enough.
Hiii how are you today?
I would like to request for Luocha × Reader(Gn) fluff? Like, maybe reader and Luocha out on a date?🤔
It's okay if you ignore this. Have a nice day though <33
(This is my first time doing this lol)
👋 hello, i am fine! thank you for sending this in cause it made me write something non smutty after so long haha.
Also props to you for sending your first ask🫨
★̶̲ [ 𝐚𝐧 𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞 ]
✎ luocha + gn reader notes: a bit angsty at first, wholesome end; this took me so long to write cause I wanted to capture Luocha perfectly and idk I still feel icky but i hope it came out good.
lıllılı.ıllı.ılılıı ᴺᴼᵂ ᴾᴸᴬᵞᴵᴺᴳ flowing flutes - Sdorica
“So you mean to tell me…that you have never being gifted flowers?!”, you gasped, surprise and offense written over your face. Luocha chuckled a small laugh, before nodding to your question.
Absolutely ridiculous, your eyebrows scrunched together, if this man doesn’t get any flowers, I should forget receiving even one in my lifetime!
Luocha and you were on another one of your, and you quote, “exploration-time”, where you both roam the Central Starskiff Haven side by side, under the dusk moonlight and just silently observe the mundane lives of the people around you. Simple, happy and living.
You may sometimes notice Lady Yukong out on her nightly duties or even spot Tingyun selling a few photocards of General Jing Yuan. Where she seemed to get them was always questionable.
But Luocha seemed indifferent to it all.
You met him a few days ago, within the artisanship commission, where he was healing your wounds after you were attacked by a marastruck soldier (you won though).
At first, it was alarming. A suspicious looking pretty blonde man appearing out of nowhere with such a huge coffin(?), kneeling beside you and trying to offer help?
Is he a grime reaper?, was your first thought.
And so being the aggressive cloud knight you were, you raised your weapon at him, and his coffin. Fearing that something may pop out of it and suck the soul out of you.
It was not until later when you found out that he was a foreign merchant, and a great medical superior associated with the Xianzhou Yuque. You apologised to him, profusely, after the introduction and internally decided that you shall make it up to him.
Which leads to the current situation.
Bunking your shift and disguising yourself as some noble lady of higher ranks, while showing an extremely gorgeous man around a town he had already been to several times was not as difficult as you had thought. Well, if you ignore the few stares from the desperate maidens whispering around you two.
Could you really blame them though?
Luocha was a gem. A mystery. Always observing, and quaint while doing so. Its like he had several layers hidden under that calming, sober face of his. A multitude of secrets.
But dear heavens, was he not charming? Every time he spoke, his deep short laughs, the crinkles around his eyes while his lips twitched into a smile, the lingering gazes on you which he succeeded in peeking at when you were turned away; it made your heart jump.
“So um…Luocha”, he eyed you from his side. “Have you ever fallen in love?”, you mumbled, before biting your bottom lip in. You shouldn’t have asked that. This was overstepping the imaginary boundary between you two.
Luocha’s eyes suddenly shifted into an odd silence, his mouth pressing in a thin line and his steps slowing down to a halt. That wise brain of his seemed to be rumbling. Pushing pieces together to give you an answer.
Your curious gaze pulls him out of his thoughts, and he blinks. “Love….it’s a very peculiar thing, don’t you say?”, he resumes walking, his voice sounding a lot more solemn and older. It sounded pained.
“I have met several kinds, several species and lived through several exhilarating experiences, but-”, he grows quieter, “I, unfortunately, have never felt it for myself”. Your heart tugs in your chest when he confesses. It appeared as if love was a subject he never wished to be familiar with. An alien entity.
“It’s a natural need in everyone, this ‘love’ ”, a sad smile appears on his face, “but only a chosen few get the chance to live in it”. He looked up at the dark sky, trailing each of the stars with his green eyes, searching for something.
This didn’t feel right. Your gut was wrenching inside and your chest felt heavy as if burdened with a responsibility. A sudden discourse of hurt was running through your veins as you stared at his face. You have never felt like this before.
“I apologise for the misbehaviour”, your booming voice startles him, “but I feel that if I do not do this now-”, a fire in your eyes, “-I will never get the courage to do again so”, sneaking your hand in his and clasping tight around it, you run off, dragging him with you.
“W-wait, [y/n]-“, his pants and requests are ignored by your ears as you lead him to a place you pray he has never seen before. Ugh I wish I was more into sightseeing, you cursed yourself while pushing yourself through the crowd of the people. Grunts and complains were thrown at you but you didn’t stop.
You treaded up the steps carefully, to not amiss your balance lest both you and luocha shall fall. And even though your palms were sweating because of the warmth between your skins touching, the voice in your head told you if you let go of it now, everything would be ruined.
Finally, you two reached the top of the stairs, your eyes glaring with an intensity at the huge brown doors a few inches in front. Closing your eyes, you prayed he had never seen this door or the place inside before.
You turned to him. His face reddened, lips parted a bit as they released short heavy breaths, and eyes fluttering shut and open.
Looks like he doesn’t run much.
“As much as I would like to give you a training in using those feeble feet of yours at a rapid pace, I shall save that for another day”, you grinned, teeth glittering.
Luocha turned to look at you, still gasping for breath, but with a hint of a smile creeping up on his face.
You freed his hands from your gasp and signed to the door in front. There were no guards assigned at its sides nor was there the magical jade abacus preventing outsiders from entering it.
Luocha blinked in hesitation, turning to you in question but calmed his nerves when he noticed the surety in your eyes. Yes it may be foolish of him to enter a place with not a single soul in sight but just a cloud knight, but then again, mistakes are what makes us human.
He pushed the doors open, stepping in slowly and his breath hitched in his throat. It was a water garden. Small yet ambitious. Newly bloomed pink cherry blossoms on a huge tree, beyond the divided stream, demanded his attention.
He walked down the steps carefully, breathing in the marvellous attempt of the little waterfall beside him. The water playfully flowing in relaxed waves yet the water lilies and lotuses remained undisturbed. The red lanterns hanging on the erratically placed rocks glowed with a red hue helped him to see.
Luocha’s eyes drifted in wonder at the stone path on the water stream and then back at shaped boulder and the broken dragon ring behind the tree. Magnificent. How beautiful….
His hands moved in swift action, picking the bladed sword sheathed under his coat and placing it at your neck when heard a shuffling behind him. Eyes widening in surprise, “I-I am extremely sorry”, he mumbled frantically, “I didn’t mean t-”
A bouquet of flowers appearing out of nowhere in front of his face silenced his cries. He could see your smiling face through the stalks of the freshly born buds, comprising dahlias, lilies and roses. “Its alright”, your eyes finding his, “this was intentional”, you pushed the bunch further in front of him.
The strain in his jaw relaxed, gaze softening and his breath slow. But not a single nerve in his body was calm. They were toppling around. Rushing in panicked motions and confusion as this unknown feeling settled inside him. A sensation he believed he had shut off.
“Thank you….”, Luocha took the bouquet from your hands. Holding them with care and fragility, in fear that a momentary movement will make them disappear.
A sense of pride creeped up in you. Whatever you had done now was a step closer in peeling off that mask of his. It made you feel victorious as the only thing that mattered right now was that shy smile on his lips while his fingers threaded between the flowers, examining the petals closely.
“Well, you can cross one of your wishes off your bucket list”
“Huh?”, he raised his eyebrows.
“You got flowers!”, you chirped, putting your hands behind your back and tangled your fingers in an attempt to hide your nervousness. “Now you can’t say you have never received flowers”.
Luocha stared at you, speechless.
“Next time you visit here”, your head turned to the petals falling from the cherry blossom, the shine of the moon lighting your face up in adoration, “I pray you shall have someone in your heart”. Orbs glowing with a spark, a smile so blinding it made Luocha’s heart tremble inside.
But he never pulled his eyes away. He couldn’t.
“I don’t think I can reject that plea of yours”, he laughs after what felt like eternity, his voice striking the strings in your heart. “But if my oath allows me-”, he plucked a dahlia from within the bunch, handing it to you, “I give you my promise”. You look down at your palm.
Dahlia symbolised eternal love.
Exhaling a soft sigh, you clenched the dahlia within your palms, with love. Your head jerked back, a tender gaze tracing his face slowly.
Pulling yourself back, you mumbled quickly, “Well then, i’ll be looking forward to it” before turning on your heel and running away from Luocha and his words. Legs rushing towards the same path that was followed earlier.
The dark night did a poor job of hiding your blushing face, I am so in trouble.
And as if the moon was a secret accomplice, Luocha’s expression was vividly burned inside your mind.
The face of a young boy who had fallen in love for the first time.
Trying to make some fanart of Loucha I’m still not done:((
I don’t play HI3 and every time I go through Otto’s wiki looking to see if the Luocha Thing i’m curious about is an Otto Reference I wonder what the HI3 writers were on when making this stuff. Like what the fuck do you mean he tried to bomb New York? What do you mean he was born in 1452? Bro casually curing the bubonic plague so his Favorite Person Ever wouldn't be disappointed in him despite her never asking him to do so is the least of my worries I’m more concerned about the girls crucified in the basement. His doing drag to rob people is hilarious though I do hope it carries over to Luocha he would be friends with Sampo