Anonymous asked:
Omg tartaglia…. Have you been keeping up with genshins recent updates?
NO WHY!? WHAT THE FUCK IS IT MAJOR OR SOMETHING IRRELEVANT TO THE PLOT WHAT IS GOING ON
Imagine giving Childe a collar in sagau
A cute little red collar with a buckle closure on the back. You’d get a custom tag made just for him; his name ingraved in to its polished surface.
The moment you presented it to him he had gone extatic, so proud knowing he was the only one you’d given this to. Being the only one you had gone out of your way to get something that would label him as yours. He loved it and the implications that came with it. Loved the way that as soon as he hit it secured around his neck, you immediately hooked two fingers under his collar, yanking him closer to get a better look. Loved how the way the sudden jolt made him feel ways that he shouldn’t. Loved the way you made him desire things that could never be said aloud.
It immediately became an essential part of childe’s daily wardrobe. Prancing around doing his daily tasks as the hanging silver tag shone in the light. He highly enjoyed how at their next meeting, the other harbingers looks of confusion and slight disgust immediately changed to ones of jealous anger when he disclosed who exactly it was that collared him.
He frequently visits your abode to spend time with you. Neither of you would have it any other way, even if most of this time is spent relaxing or simply taking a nap. But now you always fiddle with the collar on his neck as you sit together. Even today as you rest on his lap, you give light tugs or gently stroke the soft skin underneath the strap. Your light touch causes him to quietly groan now and then along with his now slightly sporadic breathing. He knows you’re aware of what this is doing to him, how this has made him so incredibly hard. But you just sigh in absolute comfort as you fall asleep, head resting against his chest, humming in slight amusement when his tip twitches under your leg as you doze off.
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bakugou x witch! reader
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Bakugou dosen't believe in witches. Their just another bullshit story parents tell to scare their children in to behaving properly. Even as a child, he upfront refused to believe the whole "black cats are witches in disguise" crap.
If cats were really witches, they wouldn't be licking their own assholes to get clean
Currently passing through a creek side village. Katsuki, ever the clueless amiture when it comes to casually interacting with animals rather than hunting them, made an amiture mistake. Tossing a scrap peace of chicken breast in the direction of some random ally cat, before continuing on his previous path. The meat landed right beside long whiskers accentuated by tufts of surrounding black furr. Only to get chomped down after a single hasty sniff of inspection.
Eyes wearily followd his every move as Bakugou reached the town's center, where the open marketplace is held. Stands of freshly harvested crop and everyday trinkets scattered every which way. Not that he cares. That's usually the case. This is always the "welcome" given by isolated little villages such as this.
Eyes naturally pin to the unknown. Anything unrecognized or out of the ordinary grasps attention, weather wanted or not. It's obvious these people have never have never seen a barbarian in their lifetime. It wouldn't be all so suprising if they've been told tall tales just as so many others have. Rumors of how people of barbarian tribes are just that; Barbarians. Wild, untamed, and uncivilized groups no better than animals living among trees and rolling in mud pools.
Thinking about Xiao spending time in his true form.
For several hundred years a certain self inflicted policy remained unchanging. One where he kept a level of mindfulness, maintaining his usual distance even while occasionally assuming his natural features. So even if someone were to spot him, they wouldn't be able to decipher him from an average bird.
Lately, the times in which Xiao's found himself in a particular scenario has become increasingly frequent. One that involved you in his room at wangshu inn. Sitting comfortably at the small table he'd adjusted to be directly against the room's singular window. One where would watch a blue emerald finch bask in the light of open shutters, looking so comfortable curled up on an old scarf. Your head laid cushioned against your arm while making sure not to cast a shadow across him. Xiao truly is a sight to behold. The sun gently highlighted the purple diamond on his head's crest. Chin tucked into his body, causing him to come across as especially spherical, and teal feathers ruffled up just enough to let daytime warmth soak through.
Xiao has never been one to acknowledge his own needs as anything other than meaningless temptation. Too centered on being the vigilante protector of Liue to give himself a second thought. Yet he couldn't bring himself to pull away from this new routine. Such relief is impossible to let go when it's always been otherwise out of reach.
For now, he'll allow himself to be washed away in the moment. And you'll sit with him, watching the light motion in his chest as he finally takes long breath
