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Hayato Suo

Genshin Impact 2024 Birthday Artworks & Birthday Character Shorts: Wanderer

Download (main art): Google Drive

We continuously go further and further learning about our own limitations… It's a way of life for us. HoYoFair2024, a tribute to motorsport, 4 days left!

Artwork from the HoYoFair Twitter Account announcing HoYoFair 2024 New Year Genshin Impact Fan Art Special Program "Teyvat Turboflux: Tail-Light Trail" that will be airing on YouTube, Twitch, Twitter(X), and TikTok on 12/30/2023, 19:00 (UTC+8)!

"Captain Eula, should I place the present over here?"

"You would like to know what's on your card? You'll find out when you open your present."

"Captain Eula, should I place the present over here?"

Artwork from HoYoFair 2024 New Year Special Program celebrating New Years

Activating Zhongli's Primal Instincts

Pairing: Zhongli x Fem!Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, primal kink, biting, hide and seek, clothes ripping, breeding kink, double dick Zhongli, Reader gets pinned down

A/N: Actually it's me who is primal in this case but yeah.

You proposed a little game for him, a harmless game of hide and seek. It was supposed to be fun, but the longer it went on the more you got the idea he was hesitating, waiting for something to happen, then he would approach and let you get away. He wasn't waiting, he was toying with you. Zhongli was stalking you like you were his prey, the barely audible growls getting closer and louder every time you slipped away.

"Why aren't you running faster? You were the one who asked me to play this game." You heard his laugh from behind you but you couldn't quite measure the distance between the two of you, "Run a little bit longer for me. The fun is just beginning."

Blue Lock art~💙

Hypnosis Mic:Rhyme Anima + EP10 ✦ Samatoki Aohitsugi

GLASS TABLE GIRL ! ～ BLADE . ❛ i just wanna be one of your girls tonight.

IF SOMEBODY ASKED you who your favorite artist was, you would say Ren—known by his moniker: BLADE. There was nothing you didn't like about this man; everything about him fundamentally and ultimately was the object of a girlish obsession. You knew all of his songs front to back, followed his social media on every single platform, and never missed a single piece of media uploaded about him. Your life was built around his style: dark and mysterious and enigmatic. He was your number one, unmatched and unchanged.

He was a hard man to come by. He frequently held small shows, with no more than twenty-thousand people on the high end. It was impossible to go, and every time you tried, your chance miserably passed you up. But this time, June twenty-third, twenty-twenty-three, you were right there, in the middle of the pit, only mere feet away from Blade. It was your first time seeing him in person by the grace of your best friend who surprisingly snagged tickets, and you’d never been more grateful in your life.

Blade was ethereal. The concert videos you’d seen over the years did not compare to the image in front of your face. It was dark, the main lights being spotlights shone on his pearly, perspiring, black, skin-tight silk-clothed skin, and dim red LED lights on the set behind him. His fingers ran effortlessly across his guitar, an inexplicably attractive riff and tone singing from the instrument. You felt like you were in Heaven, your eyes never leaving the show before your eyes. It was hot and uncomfortable in the pit but it was worth it. So worth it because he looked at you: taking you in with an unfaltering stare. His lip slipped between his teeth, and he shook his head, throwing stray locks to the back, and God, you felt as though you needed to be bolted to the ground with the way you wanted to jump on the stage. He walks up to the microphone, the most gut-wrenchingly hot vocals sliding off of his tongue. His eyes were closed, smudged eyeliner emphasizing his fluttering, long lashes, and his lips were spit-slicked, parting and pursing with each sultry lyric leaving. They were plump and rosy as if they were asking to be kissed—it was a sight to behold.

You sang your heart out, dragging your hand from waving in the air down a curvy path on your body, going from your shoulder to your chest to below where Blade’s sight would reach. You turned to your friend and recited the lyrics with a big smile and following giggle, all to turn your attention back to the stage and lock eyes with him. Your thighs clamped together just at the narrowed and burning gaze he delivered. You don’t think you’ve ever wanted a man more than you do right now.

PROMISE.

ට honkai star rail; blade & fem!reader

ට info; nsfw (mdni!) rough rough, biting, overpowering you, cumming inside

ට wc; 0.4k

your cries disappear in the supple cotton of the pillow as blade pounds into you, his hands gripping your wrists tightly. oh no, he will not allow you push his hips away.

not after you begged for this so adorably just moments ago.

his cock stretches your pussy wide, filling you to the brim with every thrust, and you arch your back against him, letting him impale you over and over again on his hard girth. he growls, his fingers digging into your soft sides, leaving reddened imprints, as he pulls you towards him. he slams into you roughly, his balls slapping against your overly sensitive clit as he fucks you without mercy. you are dripping, the slickness saving you from the punishment as he ruts into you.

you squirm in his grasp, trying to break free of his hold, but no, he holds you firmly. he doesn’t want you to move. you're here just to take care of his needs.

Mihoyo. I am on my knees. Please release the skin.

Ayato's new official art!🤩

EXCUSE ME- HELLO?? WHAT IS THIS-

This man is hella beautiful. What must I do to achieve this skin. 😦