🌸My special Cecilia🌸
A corrupted/yandere Venti/Barbatos x GN Reader. I will have separate parts for any seggy scenes for afab and amab.
This is part 1! Will be coming out will part ASAP!
⚠Warnings⚠: Yandere activities, violence, bloodplay, pet names(Cecilia/muse), hypnosis, suggestive (not quite NSFW)
Y/N was reborn as the Archon of Death and Decay, however they did not have a ceremony for this, they had died long before the destruction of Khaenri'ah and reborn. Due to the over all belief in the area they kept their power and abilities hidden all the while secretly learning how to use it.
The other Archons had no idea they existed and they preferred it that way, after all they just wanted to live as a human would.
Their abilities included a special vision of a black gooey liquid known as black blood, it was what's left of decaying bodies and can be manipulated into weapons and even into dead creatures, all creatures of course being half rotten corpses, however don't think they don't have strength, without the ability to feel pain or emotions these creatures can swiftly act better then living.
Y/N had noticed other Archons watching over Khaenri'ah and had a rising suspicion that unfortunately came true on the day of the attack, they couldn't keep their secret anymore and knew many would be disappointed but they couldn't let these gods destroy their home.
Morax attacked Y/N without care, not knowing anything only to he surprised by the strange and sudden vision power deflecting his own, the black good on his hands left over from the attack turned acidic, decaying his flesh at various fast rate,causing the god of Geo to hiss catching Barbatos attention. The two look down at what they thought was just another godless human to see a hidden Archon with a whole new vision, one that held quite the potential.
Y/N using their ability to summon the undead to fight with them, giving them yet another chance to redeem their city, their home.
The two Archons knew this battle would become more then they planned, they had to think, for a moment their strategies for this, with Morax thinking on ways to eliminate such an appointment without much knowledge to their existence or power, Barbatos' attention was more towards a playful yet surprisingly lusty look, a new Archon with no knowledge, a vulnerable new pawn, a new muse. He wanted the new Archon as his own pet, being faster then the rest he believes he can easily avoid the attacks and keep them for himself, why destroy such an inspiring Archon when they can be useful in other ways?
Barbatos was curious of the new Archon's powers and was eager to take his first taste.
Barbatos decided to play with this new Archon, they were interesting but too young to understand the true threat posed to them by their gods, this is perfect for him to use them to further his cause.
Flying towards them and able to quickly dodge and move past any attacks using his Anemo winds he was able to get right up and close to them before they could react. His face only inches away he swiftly pinned them down to the ground, at this point the undead fighters that was distracted by Morax dissolved back into a dark puddle without the god controlling them, now more focused on how this Archon got so close.
A downfall for Y/N is that they didn't study or care for the other Archons so they couldn't have known Barbatos or Moraxs abilities.
The Anemo Archon had a huge dark grin as he leaned close "My what a new cute muse I have for myself, do tell me what they call you and what that ability you have is~! " he didn't seem to care he was pretty much body against body and in range to be attacked, though he knows he has Y/N captured for now, captured in shock, curiosity and confusion. Another theory to the Bard is that maybe the blood also effects them, and that's why they haven't attacked, boldly stepping over lines and testing limits is what he lives for.
"Hmm?" He hummed, enjoying the lack of verbal response he continues to talk. "What are you called? Do you speak? " Y/N remained silent he smirked. "Don't worry little muse I'll make you talk soon enough" his blue and green like eyes shined in the dark chaos around them, he started to sing an unknown tune, Y/N didn't have time to react as they felt their body become tired, feeling limp and helpless to the other. As they started to fall unconscious they heard the Anemo Archon speak with his hand on their face "I can't wait to play with you , my muse."
As darkness overcame them, the last thing they heard was the laughing of the Archon before they faded out.
---x---
Y/N started to awake from their deep slumber, their eyes squinting before they even had a chance to open as the surrounding area was bright, they could barely open their eyes with out strain.
They found themselves in a large garden like area, laying on a bed of what looked to be a type of white flowers.. wait are these Cecilias? Does that mean they're in Mondstat? They rubbed their head as it ached, what.. what day is it.. wait the war!
They suddenly was flooded with the memories of their last conscious moments in Khaenri'ah, they quickly sat up only to groan in pain, their head throbbed, aching horribly.
"There's no need to rush getting up my little Cecilia, you need to take it slowly, after all you've been sleeping for.. hmm maybe 500 years? " the same taunting voice as from before, the Anemo Archon that took them down. Before they could try to turn towards the voice behind them they felt the Archons body pressed against their back, arms wrapped around them and resting his head on their shoulder. His hot breath sending shivers down their spine
"Don't you remember me? Don't say you already forgot the angel that sung you such a lovely lullaby, you slept so well, I almost thought you wouldn't wake up heh" the Archon chuckled "Where's my manners? Haven't even told you my name and I've known you for 500 years, how funny. I'm Barbatos, the Anemo Archon. Now will you grace me yours? I've been waiting so patiently" his delicate hands feeling up their body. Y/Ns mind raced, 500 years?? Where they asleep for that long? What about their beloved city..? They couldn't really process words, biting their lip to prevent tears from over flowing down their face.
The Archon's grip tightened slightly before relaxing and letting go of Y/N. Their heart clenched when he pulled away, his fingers gently caressing their lips. Y/N couldn't stop staring at the beautiful, deadly smile that stretched across his pale face as he stared at them. It was like looking into the sun, so intense, and so full of warmth and life, yet at the same time it was sinister, it was full of malice and hatred, Y/N felt a chill go through their spine, despite being completely alone. "Come little Cecilia, there are some things we must discuss." The Archons hand reaching out again. It's like they're captured by hypnosis, they couldn't pull their eyes from the Archon, however they had some resolve to keep their hands to themselves, refusing to go anywhere or to even touch him.
"There's so many things that you'll never understand
So come with me, we can change night into day
You'll hold my hand so you never go astray. The Archon said in a type of twisted poem, his voice was hypnotic, they could almost describe it feeling soft as silk yet sharp like a harps strings. His blue and green eyes stared at them edging them forward. Without much say, feeling the winds pushing them forward as they managed to stand somewhat, the Archon catching them before they could stumble. His eyes seemed to swallow them up, his arms holding them tightly against him.
He smiled showing his slightly sharp canines, his lips curling upwards exposing his twisted smile, he brought one hand to stroke their cheek, the other still holding their wrist as he stared deeply into their eyes, drinking it all up.
He was very close Y/N realized, they could smell his sweet floral scent as they stared deep into his eyes. His eyes seemingly asking a question, one asked many times before however they couldn't properly speak, as if the wind commanded it a soft whisper floats on its breeze " Y/N.." Their name slipped past their lips without realizing it.
"What a sweet name, now.. Y/N..you must realize by now it's been so long, you lost your battle back then, as a traitor most would want you killed.. " his hands dangerously graze their neck, giving it a teasing yet hard squeeze for a moment before letting go.
"However I feel you can be of use to me, so I kept you to myself, waiting. Now that you're awake, we can finally let the fun begin, though I can't have you trying to attack me or my friends can I? Oh what ever shall I do~? " he put a hand to his head dramatically before giving you a sinister smirk and giggling, as swift as the wind he pinned them down onto the soft Cecilia bed, his plush lips grazing their neck, his winds on either side of them pinning them pully still as if his body pressing against them wasn't enough. Shivering as they felt his warm tongue graze against their neck.
"I'll simply have to mark you, to put you under my spell, to seal away your power. Then you'll truly be all mine, no one else will be able to get near you, not even that overgrown lizard" he seemed to hiss the last part, was he talking of the Geo Archon you only briefly seen back then? How dare this Archon, they tried their hardest to resist the urge to hit him. To fight him until death did come, not wanting to let this evil god control their powers forever. But once again the wind was strong against their side, keeping them still in place.
"Your eyes give off a warriors fight, so strong, so.. delicious.. too bad you'll never fight again, now stay still my little Cecilia~" his honeyed words felt more like pins and needles as his teeth hurried themselves into Y/N neck, digging into them as of they're nothing but a sweet treat for him, his tongue lapping up the excess blood before they felt warm all over, their neck burned at the spot, their fighting spirit soon losing its grasp, it's ability to reach out. Letting out a soft groan from the pain yet strange pleasure spreading through them. This only fueling Barbatos as he giggled, their blood staining his lips and chin, licking his lips "You taste wonderfully my muse, as I expected." Dizziness seemed to take over, numbing lull and haze filled their mind. They had no fight anymore, the only thing that went through their mind seemed to be him, his voice, his face, his.. touch.
So gentle and soft, just like the petals brushing their skin softly, the only warning they had of the Archon grabbing them by the throat, lifting their feet in the air. "Now we should talk, don't you think? I have my own rules for traveling with me, unless you'll rather stay here, locked away in this garden all the time"
With that his hands released the choking grip he gave them, his voice threatened them yet seemed useless, they remained quiet.
"Still quiet? I'll be sure to change that later on, I'll love to hear all your little moans for me. But for now you'll listen close to me if you want to remain as beautiful as you are my muse, I'm only as forgiving as I am patient, it all runs out eventually~"
Someone send me requests for genshin because I need a reason to be distracted from my animation 😭 it's killing me, been at it for hours now. Pic of his smirking ass 🙄
Been working on this animation for a while and it's taking a lot outta me 😭
Taking a break now but was wondering if I could get a Nun!Reader x Venti/Barbatos where the reader grew up being a nun so she never been in a relationship or had any physical contact so of course she's very deprived and well horny-
So while sinfully touching herself(let's say the church has specific rooms for the nuns who live there) and calling out his name in sin Barbatos appears to grant her her wish, her prayer of feeling him fill her up-
I'm too down bad for this man😭
If you can could you incorporate these kinks?
God complex, Corruption kink and breeding kink? 🥺
-With love, Ventis Windblume🌸🍎💚
Venti x Nun!fem!reader. Smut. Yandere!Venti Corruption kink. Breeding kink. God complex.
a/n: When I saw this, I thought: Oh this perfect cause now I can write Yandere!Venti like I said I would. I hope you enjoy. First time writing smut with Venti😭 I hope I don't disappoint. Don't work too hard, okay!!
You were lost in your own little world, gripping the sheets in your room, rubbing your clit and fingering yourself desperately. You were a Nun. And it was generally frowned upon for a Nun to engage in sexual intercourse.
You were a bride of the Anemo Archon. Your body needed to stay pure for him.
It didn't make sense to you though, hearing that you had to stay pure in the name of Barbatos. Why shouldn't you offer your body to him?
So this was your way of doing it. You wanted to always keep in mind what Barbara had told you, though.
So you stuck to pleasuring yourself in one of the rooms at the back of the Church.
"Hehe~ You sound so pretty moaning my name like that. Please, keep doing it while I watch~" Venti giggled, seeming to materialize out of thin air. It didn't take long for you to connect that Venti and the Anemo Archon were the same person. You were a very astute young lady. He grinned at you, "Tell me when you are close to cumming. I'm going to enjoy this~."
Your heart leapt, soaring high into the clouds like Dvalin was carrying it on his wings.
Your cheeks were flushed with pride, bucking your hips up against your fingers, moaning his name with more urgency. You could finally serve your God like this!
Venti grinned the whole time, watching your every move. It was turning him on, seeing you acting so sinful in front of him. And you so desperately wanted to stay pure to your faith.
The very moment he'd heard you say to Barbara that you would always uphold your vow to stay pure for him, the only thing he could think of was getting his hands on you, corrupting you late into the night while you screamed and writhed beneath him.
He stalked you for months after that, always hanging around when you did your chores out in the courtyard, picking up the slack for Barbara so she could sing for her fans. You were so sweet for doing that.
Practically all ever he ever looked at or thought about was how perfect your childbearing hips were. You would look breathtaking pregnant. Your children would be the rarest of them all, being born with a Vision at birth.
Oh he was so excited!
Venti practically salivated as he watched you. You were showing such loyalty to him right now. It was really turning him on.
"My Lord, I'm close. Hurry please, I don't think I can last much longer," you pleaded, tears of desperation fell from your eyes. You looked more divine than ever right now.
"Don't worry, my love~," Venti said gleefully. You hadn't even noticed he was naked already. He had jacking himself off while he watched you. "I'll fill you full of my children. It's what you want the most~."
He didn't apologize for thrusting his cock inside of you without warning. You cried out in pleasure, making him shiver while he started thrusting. Your pussy seemed to suck his cock inside of you. "You have made such a filthy mess of yourself. You look so delicious that I can barely hold myself back~."
Your legs wrapped around his waist, pushing his cock to the hilt inside of you.
"The other Nuns might be disappointed when you become pregnant. They shouldn't be. Don't worry, my beautiful, loyal Nun. You'll always be pure in my eyes. You are serving your God so well. I'll make sure you are pregnant while I corrupt you slowly. It's all I ever think about.~"
Made this smut and almost forgot to finish it! I finally finished it and I'm excited to show my Smut SoulMate @hitomisuzuya ✨❤
⚠Warnings⚠:Degrading, slight praise, yandere themes, possessiveness.
The Wanderer was a mysterious man, nobody knew where he came from or who he really was however he had a charm to him that no one has been able to replicate.
Of course you've asked the traveller about him because being the curious person you are you had to see if he somehow knew something, all he said was that his real name was 'Kuni' and nothing else. Strange but it's better then calling him wanderer all the time.
You are an adventurer who's seen quite a bit and now that you've found a new interest to look into you decided to track down the Wanderer. You didn't even know why you wanted him to tell you his real name though. Maybe it will help you in some way. After all people usually told you things they'd rather not say out loud so maybe this guy would be different.
So here you were, trudging through the Sumeru woods to find this elusive traveller of yours.
You soon found the man and who was with him? The Fatui, it seems they was asking him for something, well more like trying to push whatever answers they wanted from him. Yet he didn't seem bothered by them, his arms crossed as he huffed, throwing remarks at the agents. It wouldn't take long for the agents to run out of patience and attack, however the Wanderer fought back effortlessly and seemingly knocked the Fatui down as if they where nothing but mere slimes. Your eyes widen at this, he's so much stronger then you expected, he turned towards where you hidden behind a tree "Come out, I know you're there, I would be a fool to not notice such a bumbling idiot following me" He hissed as you shyly stepped out, you didn't expect him to catch on so soon.
The Wanderer smirked at your reaction, "Oh I've been watching you since you've arrived here"
Your eyebrow raise up "And you haven't done anything?" He chuckled before answering in a teasing tone "You're not a threat to me, I've dealt with much worse, but now I must be going so stay out of my way" he said starting to walk off, you ran up and tried to grab his shoulder, anything to prevent him from leaving, you just found him, he can't just leave! However he caught your wrist with his hand before your hand could reach his shoulder and turned with a cold glare
"I thought I told you to stay out of my way, what could be so important? Speak" he commanded, you shivered and gulped.
"Im Y/N and just wanted to get to know you better, you.. interest me" you admitted as he only looked you up and down for any signs of lying or something out of the ordinary. Letting go of your hand he crossed his arms once more
"What about me interests you huh? " he asked curiously, you shifted under his gaze, how is he doing that? You wonder?
"Well," you started, taking a deep breath "You seem very strong and skilled for someone who I haven't seen around, I've been to many places and met many people, how come I don't know you? " You asked getting some confidence only for it to fall through at his cruel laughter.
"You just don't know everything, you don't need to know everything in that puny head of yours, what's with you mortals and wanting to know all anyways? " he said flicking your forehead with a Huff. You rubbed it with a pout "Hey, don't be mean"
"Who said I was mean? Besides, if you truly want to know you'll learn eventually." he said nonchalantly "Now enough of your questions and leave me alone, you should start heading home if you don't want to get lost in this awful forest" yet again you reached out to grab him but this time he didn't stop you as your hand reached his, truly you meant to grab his wrist but aimed a bit too low. Now hand in hand the man didn't look back right away, only shuffling his hat slightly to hide his face.
"you're really annoying you know that? Fine you can camp with me but don't try anything.. " he then growled and snatched his hand away, you then seen the slight blush that coated his face "And stop fucking touching me" Was your eyes deceiving you? Did you see a bit of electro spark? No he's an Anemo user, he wouldn't be able to use it.. Right?
He snapped before stalking away in a huff, leaving you baffled and confused. Was that just an act? Or really blushing from embarrassment? Who cares anyway. What matters is that you got the opportunity to talk more and the Wanderer didn't try and kill you... yet. Oh yeah that part still bothers you..but you try not to think on it much.
You both set up camp in a small clearing as it seemed the Wanderer didn't want to sleep while you was still awake, of course you wanted to talk more but silence fell between you two.
"Can't sleep or something? " he asked glaring over, he didn't seem tired at all, does he sleep?
"Well..i kind of wanted to talk more before we do" you said as his eyes never left your form, it was almost like he was analyzing you.
"seriously? do you ever give things a rest? " he asked and sighed as he got closer and pinned you down onto the ground causing you to yelp slightly "I know what you're up to, I can see it in your eyes, doesn't take a genius to see you craving me" he said arrogantly, sure you thought he was quite handsome but you didn't expect him to know or to make a move!
"if I indulge in your petty lust will you finally leave me alone? " he asked raising his brow as he leaned down to meet your lips softly. You eagerly kissed back, he pushed away from your mouth with a smug smirk "See? I was right" he laughed lightly and took a step backwards as he sat on his makeshift bed, you stared after him, feeling conflicted on what to do. This man was frustrating.
Pushing you against the makeshift bed, his lips connect once more with yours, he lead the dance of lust, his tongue dominating yours. As he licked into your mouth he grinded down harshly making you squirm slightly. You gasped when he pulled away, staring at you "I knew you were a virgin but did you honestly think that I couldn't tell the difference between a woman and a girl? " he chuckled darkly.
This made you blush furiously "W--Whats that supposed to mean?? " You said flustered as he only chuckled once more before pulling and ripping some of your clothing to get them off in a hurry "Just means I'll be the first to shape you, to make you perfect for me and me only" his voice had a hint of possessiveness, strange for a man who previously claimed to want to be alone.
Though he wasn't entirely wrong. You were his prey. Your eyes widened, you wanted to protest but words failed you. In front of you lay a man, well more like half naked man who looked down at you hungrily. His hands gripped at your hips pulling you close to him as his lips brushed against your neck, his hot breathing tickling your skin.
He trailed kisses along your jawline before kissing the spot beneath your ear lobe and began trailing downwards. You whimpered as his lips gently sucked and nipped at the sensitive area, you let out a soft moan before grabbing a handful of his hair "K-Kuni!" you gasped, he pulled back confused "How do you know that? " he asked a bit panicked, he swore he erased everyone's memory, everyone but the.. the traveller!
Before you could muster the words he slammed you down as his half lidded eyes stare down into yours "Clever.. you got information on me before approaching, I would congratulate you if it wasn't so annoying to have such lingering information, still.. I should give you something for your efforts~" He purred as he shoved two fingers into your now soaked hole, clenching around his fingers as he barely gave you time to get used to them before adding another then another, he seemed so eager to get this going, it was obvious in more then one way with the tent in his shorts.
"Aghhh, Kuni!! Please!" You moaned with a whine as your legs shook in pleasure, he stopped and looked at you chuckling as your eyes glistened with lust and desire.
His lips formed a smirk, oh how he loved being the cause of those lustful looks in your eyes. He removed his fingers and replaced them with himself, not giving you time to adjust he slammed himself inside, groaning lowly as he held onto your thighs harshly, leaving marks where his nails dug into the sensitive flesh. You were already moaning, begging for him to go harsher, he didn't need to be told twice as his thrusts became animalistic, his sweat glistening as he groans next to your ear, his hot breath hitting your neck. "Such a good little whore, taking me so well-" interrupted with a moan as he felt your hole clasp against him, getting close.
"Ahahaha~" he chuckled, trying his best to hold back his own climax as you whinned making it so much harder for him.
"You're so tight, I'm almost there!" he muttered quickly burying himself as far as he could.
"Don't stop-" he quickly cut you off as he came in a hard rush, throwing his head back and hissing as you continued to grind against him for a moment.
It took a moment for you to calm down enough to speak coherently, gasping as you finally did so "K-kuni..i.." you tried to speak again, panting heavily as he rested his forehead against yours as he tried catching his breath.
"don't, just sleep" he said as you felt the overwhelming feeling of exhaustion taking over, closing your eyes falling into a deep sleep.
Here's the Pregame Shuichi Saihara x Reader smut
Shuichi has always watched the Danganronpa Killing Games and fantasized about being in them, about being an Ultimate, specifically the Ultimate Detective. He's talked to others about this, which earned him harsh names like, Freak, Creep , Weirdo and Killer. The last one was mainly from the fact he said he wanted to make the most gruesome and painful murder. Shuichi never really liked anyone romantically until his senior year. A girl by the name Y/N L/N joined Springfield Academy as her beautiful H/C H/L and her E/C and her walk, it all begged him to ravage her. She's a very kind girl with the spirit of goddess, she surely will be perfect for Shuichi. Todays the day he will make his move, he got his usual uniform on along with his backpack and headed out towards school. He seen her talking to that boy Kokichi Oma. God he hated that boy, he's such a spineless boy. After his goddess left for class, he grabbed Kokichi by the collar of his shirt and gave him an angered look "what are you doing with my sweet goddess??" He almost yelled at him.
"Y-you mean Y/N?" he said meekly "S-she's just m-my partner in a p-project! I-I'm sorry!" he whimpered and held his hands up. How can someone like her want to be his project buddy?? This is unacceptable! His eyes swirled in slight madness but before he could make his move, he heard someone coming towards them. "say nothing about this and ill let you go" He said as Kokichi nodded quickly and was released from Shuichi's death grip. It was Y/N that was coming back, she seen Shuichi and smiled with a slight blush "Hey Shuichi!" she exclaimed as Shuichi blushed almost like a school girl with a crush on a jock. "H-hey Y/N!" he smiled, "Hey Kokichi are you ok?" She asked him as she noticed her friend all shaking up. Kokichi looked at Shuichi quickly before nodded "y-yeah! But Y-Y/N I don't wanna d-do that project a-anymore with you.." he said trying to avoid all contact with both Shuichi and Y/N. Y/N was confused "why? you seemed really into I-" "I-I JUST D-DON'T WANT T-TO DO IT!' he yelled and ran off in the opposite direction of the school. Y/N seemed heartbroken from her friend's shout. 'Did I do something wrong..?' she thought to herself as tears rolled down her face as her first and only friend at this new school just ran away from her like she's some monster. Shuichi hugged her "its ok, he was always so mean to others" he said, "really..?" "yeah, he's always been that way, let me help you finish that project" he said in a caring and passionate voice. "really? Thank you Shuichi! You're a life saver!" She kissed his cheek and ran off to school. He stood there, hand on his face as his blush spread from ear to ear. He soon followed to the school.
Throughout the day they spoke often and planned that evening that he would help her finish the project. Each hour was more and more excruciating for him, he could barely keep his own excitement in his pants.
As the school day ended, he couldn't be anymore excited or calm, as they walked home, he started to talk about the Danganronpa Killing games, and for once, someone wasn't scared or disgusted by this, she was actually a bigger fan then he was, was that even possible? Well to him its like heaven. Once they got to his home, he helped her with the project as he promised, though his pants couldn't get any tighter around him. They two finished the project fairly quick. "That's the last of it! Thank you so much Shuichi! Though I must get going, my family tends to get overworked up if I'm not home by 5pm" she then got up. 'That's it..? Just a simple thank you..? NO! That cant be it! He got up quickly as he pinned you to the wall, you yelped as his eyes stared into yours, your heartbeat got faster as your face flushed a deep pink. "S-Shuichi? What are you doing?" you asked as your voice is soft and low from fear. "A thank you wont satisfy me! I've been wanting to ram you since the day you entered the school, you now belong to me and only me, NO ONE ELSE!" he shouted as you flinched, yes you are scared but at the same time you're turned on by this erratic behavior. You did have a small crush on him since you met, but everyone kept saying he was a killer and creep so you never spoke to him all that much before today. His hand groped your right breast as the other felt your behind, he slipped your underwear off and tossed it. He then licked up from your open blouse to your neck, he sucked on it for while to make it deep blueish color. His eyes half closed yet filled with such lust. Within seconds he undid his pants to release his pulsing member. "W-Wait, I-I don't h-have a change of c-clothe-" Before you could finish your sentence, he slammed into your womanhood, piercing the small wall that once stood, making you tense up with small cries. He's so deep into lust and despair to realize your pain and continued to roughly thrust, his moans are from quiet as his easily over powered yours, filling the room with the smell of sex and the sounds of it. You soon felt more pleasure then pain as he gripped your bottom and shoved you closer to him his head on the wall, leaning against it to feel you and him from falling. Even with limited movement, he still thrusted into like there's no tomorrow, with each thrust, his member pulsed. He groaned as he got closer, you started to worry on the chance of pregnancy, "S-Shuichi, P-pull MhM out!" you pleaded trying to be audible only for the plead to fall deaf to his ears as he groaned and released his seed into your womb, filing it completely. His thrusts became softer and slower until he stopped. He pulled out as his seed spilled out, though it wasn't all of it. His rough actions left you dazed beyond conscious. He layed you onto the bed as he then thought about the game, if he was to join it, he may not make it out alive. What would his precious Y/N think if she was to see him die. He then laughed, "that wont happen..because ill be the Ultimate Detective!"
that was 1137 words! This took about 3 hours to write because I kept getting distracted! Hope you liked it!
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Gift for my lovely smut soulmate @hitomisuzuya 🤭
Fatui!Scaramouche x Obsessive Fem reader
⚠Warnings⚠:Aphrodisiac usage, scaramouche being himself, degradion, yandere themes, dub-con
Scaramouche the 6th Fatui harbinger was a feared man, many horror stories circulated around what he's done and most would stay clear of him, normal people would but that's not you.
You know the risk of approaching him, approaching what's essentially an archon.
Who are you to even think of such activities? You're not much, an adventurer that's found their greatest adventure, the thrilling and exciting attempt to track down this Fatui Harbinger for yourself.
You don't even know what you'll say when you do get to him, that is if you're not killed instantly. Your fascination for this man started when you seen him once when traveling, you heard of him but couldn't believe how incredibly beautiful he was, his voice was even better. However at the time you where not asking for a death wish and made sure he didn't see you as he left with his agents. After planning for a few months you've successfully tracked down where he is and will be, it wasn't easy as he's a very secretive man. You packed what you'll need and headed out, Archons help you from being one shotted the moment he sees you.
After about of week of traveling you could see in the distance a camp in the forest, you stalk closer to see and the agents are a clear sign that a Fatui Harbinger was here, you just had to see which because running into Childe wasn't on your list of to-dos.
After a moment you seen him, Scaramouche. Your heart pounded once more, your body heating up in all the right places, it was like the first time again. He was speaking to some agents, about what you don't know, you could barely hear from the sound of your heart almost beating out of your chest. .. or maybe it was the adrenaline. Whatever it was the only thing you know is that you were going to talk to him, you'll take any chance to get a word in with him, even if it meant you have to get hurt... or die.
You waited for some of the agents to disburse, luckily for you he didn't like have others with him in that rather large tent he had set up for himself. Soon enough the agents slipped up, speaking to each other leaving you some space, a chance to dart to the tent without disturbance. That was what you did.
He turned rather quickly, his hands up ready to defend himself, it seems not many just dart in and he was ready to fight. However noticing you didn't have a weapon on you he didn't attack right away
"Who are you and why are you here? Speak now" he hissed with a harsh glare, you stood in shock in the fact that for one, you actually made it, you're here and two you're not dead yet.
"I-Im Y/N and... " you trailed off some, where you just going to say why you really came here, to fuck his brains out? Really? You didn't really think a lot, seeming your hormones speaking for you before logic.
He watched your body language carefully as he noticed you where far from a threat but still, kept his defense up.
"Don't tell me you came without reason, or maybe you're backing out now that you've gotten to see me? " He said with a snarky attitude, no, you couldn't back down now.
"No! I-Im not backing down, I came to.. " Speaking on your business wasn't going to happen, you was simply too nervous however you noticed with his cocky attitude he slipped on his defense, you took this chance to act, now or never right?
Your hands grabbing his face as your lips connect to his rather fast and harsh, his skin was cold to the touch. Of course he was taken back by this sudden move, sure he figured you would act but not like this, his hands grabbing yours and pushing you off. His breath seemed to have increased, his face blushing a deep pink as well as a bit of saliva on the corner of his mouth.
"What do you think you're doing!? " He was beyond flustered yet it seemed he didn't totally hate it. You couldn't respond with words, at least not easily only taking a step closer, he backed up into a table with papers on it.
"H-Hey! Wait a minute-" your lips once more connecting his as your body pressed against him, you've gotten too far to back down, however if he really didn't want you there you wouldn't be standing still so at least he didn't seem to hate it. This time he didn't push you off right away, kissing back but harsher as he flipped the two of you, your back hitting the wooden table as papers of plans went flying. His hands holding yours down, pinning them as he broke the kiss looking down at you, lust in his eyes.
"You're just some glorified pervert aren't you? Have you been following me, waiting to pounce like the bitch in heat you are" He hissed as he leaned down to you, his hand grabbing your throat "If we are doing anything here I'll be the one in control got it? " he spoke, his breath tickling your neck, all you could do was nod, earning a chuckle from him. His hands let go off you as they went to grab something, soon enough he put something in your mouth and pushed you over onto your back, a gasp escaped your mouth at the impact, he placed his knee in your lower region. A growl leaving his lips. He was enjoying this way too much to be honest.
"Now listen here slut and listen good, I'm not here to play games and I have all I need to make your life a living hell. Do you understand me?" He asked harshly as he used some rope to bind your wrists together before searching your pockets to make sure you truely didn't have anything to harm him with, only for him to pull out a small vile a glowing pink liquid "Aphrodisiacs? Really? " how did he know what it was? Either way you felt embarrassed for getting you even had it. Once your pockets was emptied and deemed not a threat he chuckled a little "You're quite pathetic arent you? How many did you think you where going to get me to consume this? " you were speechless now and he smirked as he pulled your hair to make sure you could see him "Soon you'll see what kind of authority youre challenging you whore" he spat the last word before he completely shredded your clothing, he had a lot more strength then expected for someone of his size, as you tried to cover yourself which was useless with your hands bound, he grabbed your wrists "Come on let's have some fun " his smirk growing, a low rumble left him "Just you wait I won't be gentle"
Your stomach and front side pressed against the rough wooden surface as your back end now out for him to see "Already so wet and ready for me, you really are a whore" he thrusts two slender fingers into your core harshly "I'm only making room for myself so don't get used it bitch" He said harshly as he added a third, not giving you time to really adjust, it was then when he seen a bit of blood he laughed "Oh Archons am I your first? Really you wanted me to be it? At least your have good tastes" pulling his fingers from you, licking the blood mixed with your juices off, his eyes glaring down at you. You could see how much he wanted to dominate you, to fuck you until you begged for mercy. He remembered something as he grabbed vile you had brought with you and took the top off before looking at you with a smirk "This should keep us busy for a while don't you think? I can already tell you're not ready for what you got yourself into" He flipped you onto your back before pushing the vile to your lips, almost forcing you to drink the aphrodisiac. Once done he discarded it to the side as his hands wondered your body, it didn't take long before the effects started to work on you, your body heating up more then ever as your breathing picked up its pace. You however had a small devious idea, an idea that can get you possibly killed but you held a bit of the liquid in your mouth, hidden so when he came in for a harsh you managed to push it into his mouth causing him to swallow it out of surprise, pulling back quickly to wipe his mouth with his sleeve. You could see the anger in his eyes before they softened, he laughed "Oh you dirty little bitch!"
Only a small smirk adorned on your face, now playing his little game, he pushed onto your stomach once more harshly as he he chuckled lowly "You know I thought about going slow at first, sure not for long but giving you some time to adjust.. " you felt his tip press against your core teasingly, you moaned out "But for that.. I'm going to go as harsh as I want to, to use your whore body for myself as my little toy" he said as he slammed himself in fully, bottoming out. You yelped and groaned in slight pain however the aphrodisiac helped numb it into pleasure . Your nails digging into the rope, you closed your eyes.
And he began to pound into you with full force, every stroke feeling as though you'd be ripped apart. Each one bringing you further to your climax, your eyes clenched tightly as he pounded deeper than you've ever felt, it' almost as if his entire being wanted to hurt you, as if he craved to be inside you as he continued to slam into you hard, the sound of a few men outside yelling as they thought he was being attacked only for him to snap at them before they could come in "Take one step in this tent and you'll all see your maker! " They didn't need to be told twice backing away leaving the two of you alone.
His hands gripping your hips as his nails dug into your skin leaving marks, you could feel small shocks of his electro through his finger tips adding more pleasure. His hips moving faster as you cried out, your voice coming out as whimpers, tears pricking you as he pumped in and out of you, each thrust sending chills through you. As he slowed down after a couple minutes and stopped slamming into you, both of your bodies shaking, sweat dripping down your faces.
"S-Scara-" A particularly hard thrusts cut you short of speaking as he growled "Don't fucking call me that like were friends, call me master" he hissed at you as he kept thrusting "I could fucking kill you bitch! Watch your damn words" Another heavy thrust made you moan and babble incoherently against the table
"I.. I didn't mean t..to.. ah... ah.. " you couldn't finish your sentence as he kept pounding into you, you were panting heavily as you tried to catch your breath, your head turning some to look at him, his eyes were filled with lust and anger, his teeth gritted as he continued to pound into you.
You could feel him twitch in you, he was close so close<br />
"Call me master! " he demanded, no ordered you. You whimpered slightly as he gave another violent thrust causing you to scream out loudly as it came "Nnnngghhhh! Master!!!" he slammed into you again as you screamed. both yours and his body trembling and sweating heavily as he released into you, still thrusting but not near as hard, pushing his seed further into you, some dripping down your leg.
Once it passed you where panting as you laid down staring at the ceiling unable to move or speak, your vision blurring as sleep consumed you.
The first thing you saw was Scaramouche putting something onto your neck, it felt like leather, and hearing a few words he spoke ".. my pet... "
Got inspired and made a Modern!Scaramouche x FemReader!
Tagging @hitomisuzuya because they're the local Scara simp 💜
⚠Warnings⚠:Alcohol Consumption, unprotected sex, Scara being an ass, cigarette useage.
Scaramouche, the indigo haired male you've come to swoon over despite being told not to. He's a distant man, often straying away from people, always hanging out in alleyways and the roof of the collage you both attend.
You love him. He makes the sun shine brighter and the stars twinkle brighter. Your heart beats faster when he touches your back to move past or to move you aside.
You want to kiss him so bad it hurts.
The worst part is he didn't really acknowledge your existence, always brushing over your attempts to talk, only ever sparing you the time of day to ask where something or someone was. You've never given up though because you're determined to win his affections. He may be cold and unapproachable, but you have a stubborn streak. Even if it took an extra few months to get to him, he eventually would come around. The world just needed a little push in that direction.
Normally people would say this is a good thing, being as he was a bad influence, constantly in trouble. But that didn't stop your determination to gain his affection . Scaramouche has a lot to do with your current predicament. A couple days ago you were hanging out with some friends at the collage and you got roped into drinking after school. A large party raged as it was being hosted by the popular Football player Itto, you only went because your friend dragged you here, however you got into a drinking game with her and some others resulting in your head going fuzzy, you excused yourself to go try and find the bathroom, not that you needed to go but you hoped it would be quieter to try and collect your self.
You never realized that Scaramouche had also dormed in the same dormitory as Itto, never really been thought of until your hand gripped the wrong doorknob, opening it to a dark room. It was hard to see compared to the flashing lights of the party.
You didn't have much time to make out what room you had entered before hearing him, it was Scaramouche's room, he was laying on his bed, face flushed, distorted into an angry look with his hand gripping his cock, now red and throbbing. You had walked in on him during such an intimate moment.
"Hey dumbass! Can you hear me?! I asked why the hell you opened my door! " he shouted , making you jump from the sound of his voice. You were still trying to regain your composure, you felt a blush coming onto your cheeks and your eyes darted to anywhere else
"S-Sorry! I didn't know this was y-your room, I'll just-"
"Hey aren't you that weirdo that keeps following me around like a lost puppy? Yeah, Y/N wasn't it?" He sighed sitting up some not even bothering to cover himself, his soft indigo hair sticking to his face with sweat as his dangerous eyes looked at you.
Your face blushing hard not sure what to do, mind swirling with thoughts as your body heated up, dampening your panties.
This was one instance where you wished you weren't a girl. At least that way you'd have enough self control and wouldn't be acting like a hormonal teenager.
Scaramouche smirked noticing how flustered you seemed.
"Close the door and come over here" He commanded in a dark tone, you could leave if you wanted, he wasn't forcing you to stay but..this is what you've been fantasizing about since you seen him, to be in his arms at his
You did as he requested and stood facing him, your fingers fiddling with each other in front of you. You could feel your chest tighten with nervousness, your breath getting short. You were shaking lightly, you couldn't believe you were doing this. You were practically going through every sexual fantasy you had ever had.
He sat in his bed facing you "On your knees" he said as you complied, now level to his throbbing member, a bead of precum now gathering on the tip
"Suck it"
he said as you obliged. His lips wrapped around and sucked the bead off, earning a groan from him in response. Twirling your tongue around the head as you made your way further to take him whole , taking deep breaths in effort not to gag while you did so. Once he gave you permission you lifted your head, his dick twitching and leaking more fluid in response, the sight giving you all kinds of pleasure. It was like watching a fucking porn star, you swore you couldn't breathe as it sent shivers up your spine.
He pulled you up and onto his bed as his lips pushed against yours, his slender fingers making quick work of your shorts and panties, plunging two into your soaking heat, muttering against your lips "You're already so wet, you've been thinking about doing this have you slut? " his lilac eyes half lidded as his soft lips pressed against your neck, sucking and biting against the skin. "Tell me how badly you need this bitch..."
you moaned, his hand roaming your body as you moved your hips against his hand, his mouth moving towards your breasts as his hot breath warmed them. "Fuck... i-I need you scara" you moaned out , pulling away from your neck for air."Good" he breathed out as you felt the tip nudge against your hole
"you better be glad I'm inpatient tonight or I'd make you wait for it, you're mine now~" he murmured, thrusting once, then again into you. This caused you to let out another cry, feeling your stomach contract as your pussy clamped down on his cock, pushing your own arousal to greater heights, "Please...." you whimpered
"Please what? " he asked groaning some as his hips snap back against yours in a harsh pace, your cries now louder as your inner walls rubbed against the base of his cock, you tried to move back against him and he pulled away from you as you began to shake, feeling your legs trembling underneath you
"Please faster, deeper" you begged, moaning out as he growled, his hips picking up pace as his nails cut into your soft hips, arousal dripping down the length of his cock. He shoved harder as you bucked your hips, feeling your orgasm begin to build.
"Shit!" he grunted as he thrust into you as deep as possible, causing you to gasp and squirm underneath him, "Oh Fuck Y/N you're going to cum like a fucking whore" he groaned as he came inside you, his hands gripping your hips tightly as he continued to thrust into you, his breathing heavy as he held you close to him, his cock pulsating inside you. You felt your climax building as you felt your body tense up, your muscles clenching around him as you cried out loud. Your vision began turning white as you felt a small surge in your core as you finished your high. As the last wave left you, the pressure on your lower abdomen subsided, leaving you weak and exhausted as your entire body quivered.
His body laying besides yours, it didn't take long for you to smell that familar smell of cigarette smoke, His arm behind your head as your leaned against him. You both lay in silence, content to just lie there, listening to the faint sounds of partying.
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I was wondering if you could do a part 2 or another Invader Zim oneshot or more headcanons. Only if you want to though!!
Ofc! 🥰 I'll do some headcanons this time❤
With the encouragement of my bestie I thought some up! @hitomisuzuya
⚠WARNING⚠: pregnancy and birth
Discovery and Early Reactions:
Confusion and Pride:
When Zim first realizes you're is pregnant, he might initially be baffled, even skeptical, as Irkens don’t usually reproduce in the same way. However, once he accepts it, he would be immensely proud, convinced his offspring will be the most superior smeet to ever exist.
Over-the-Top Protection:
Zim takes “protective” to a new level. He creates a series of bizarre gadgets designed to monitor the reader’s health 24/7, though they’re often uncomfortable or impractical. He insists on monitoring every little change, always declaring, “Your body must be in peak condition to produce the ultimate smeet!”
Clumsy Affection:
Despite his usual intensity, Zim tries to show small moments of gentleness, which are new for him. He’ll bring you strange Irken "snacks" he thinks are nutritious and will hover, awkwardly patting their head or shoulder to show he cares.
Preparing for the Birth:
Bizarre Nursery Set-Up:
Zim insists on building the perfect environment for their smeet, filling it with strange Irken technology and gadgets designed for optimal “growth and supremacy.” He even tries to make a “conqueror's crib,” filled with oddly shaped toys that resemble weapons, thinking it’ll prepare the smeet for a powerful future.
Irken "Rituals":
Zim talks about mysterious Irken rituals (which may or may not be real🤨) that are supposed to bring strength and resilience to smeets. He tries to adapt these rituals for you, such as making her chant Irken phrases or wear specific colors he claims have “cosmic significance.”
Obsession with Training:
Even before the smeet arrives, Zim speaks to your belly about their child’s future in conquest and Irken greatness, trying to give the smeet a “head start” in Irken knowledge, which might actually involve him ranting about the basics of invasion and tactics.
During the Pregnancy:
Constant Check-Ins and Worry:
Zim insists on checking in constantly, often in the most inconvenient ways. He’ll zap in out of nowhere, demanding updates on how the “human incubation process” is going, occasionally fussing over things he doesn’t understand but insists on controlling anyway.
Mood Swings and Patience Tests:
Zim is unused to human emotions and struggles to understand your mood swings. He tries to help but occasionally slips up, saying things like, “Stop your nonsensical crying, human! You’re growing an unstoppable warrior!” He ultimately tries to be patient, though his methods are often clumsy.
The Birth:
Over-the-Top Birth Plan:
Zim creates an entire “operation plan” for your labor, involving dramatic entrances, lasers, and Irken technology he insists will “ensure victory in birthing!” However, most of it is impractical, and when the moment arrives, he has to abandon his plans and just be there.
Unexpected Softness:
As their smeet arrives, Zim might find himself unexpectedly overwhelmed with emotions he’s never felt. He stares at his tiny offspring with wide eyes, not fully understanding his reaction but feeling an instinct to protect this little being.
Adjusting to Fatherhood:
Zim tries to teach their smeet the ways of Irken glory from day one, but he’s occasionally gentle in his own way. He awkwardly holds his smeet close, talking to them about “conquering inferior worlds” and bonding with his offspring in his own intense, proud way.
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