Everyday I Cry Abt My Crush Then I Remember Genshin Men Exist And Thwn I Get Horny

kōu... i cant stop thinking abt kōutaro 😣 i just want to sleep but rn i wanna sleep w/ his big big arms around my small fucking frame..! oh god maybe i have a size kink?????????

ur dirty minded im dirty minded lets be dirty minded and horny together 🥰 (im asking if u wanna be friends but its ok if u dont wanna tho)

omg ofc!! 😳😳 dirty minded friends <3!

venti stans come get ur meal <3

continuation from the last post. venti would be such a good boy for u )): he may be the anemo god but to u, hes ur sweet little boyfriend. hes super tiny in terms of height nd that rly spurs u on , however there are times when the aforementioned god is in a mood to dom u ;) not for this post tho venti would cry and whine at every touch he feels from ur fingers, the way u carress his naked chest, feel every curve of his body, run ur blunt fingernails down his thigh and feel him shiver. venti’s so good to you when he starts to cry from the amount of pleasure you give him. and oh.. the way he moans.. they might be more angelic than barbara’s singing and that is not an outstretch. he archs his back so beautifully within your hold. you’re teasing the poor little baby, “are you feeling good?” he takes a breath, thighs quivering as you run your thumb over his tip excruciatingly slow. “y-youre a meanie,” you unwrap your hands from his cock, slapping the insides of his thighs. “that’s not what i asked, venti.”

scratches brain.. idunno man but aether and venti in skirts has my mind running thoughtS HNNNFMRMFMDMD

diluc sama seemingly dominant and all his maids adore him, look up to him, love him. but most of them dont know how the head maid bosses the beloved master. how he’s shivering and whining under her touch. how he’s arching his back and pleading for more. “what was that, diluc-sama? you want me to go faster?”

i love how when my friends see genshin characters as doms, i see the potential of them being subs.. like yeah rail me against the bar stand diluc. but also.. fuck i wanna fucking tug on ur hair every time u disobey the shit out of me. nd kaeya?? dont get me started on this perverted fucking pirate. oh to step on kaeya’s dick lightly as a joke until he cries from feeling the pain Nd pleasure mixing. dragging ur nails along the inners of his thighs n hear him whine like a little baby.. UGHHHHH kaeya would be so bratty too. diluc has his pride but watching it shatter when u peg the little thing.. sighs. id love to ruin childe too.. he’d try to tell u hes in charge n will pretend hes not enjoying the way ur overstimming him.. but secretly he likes it nd u can tell from the way his hips buck up n the silent moans he tries to conceal. ZHONGLI THIS FINE man idk he can rail me any time ... id love to ruin him too tho :p.. making a separate post for venti bc i love he..

aaa i’m having exams this week but i cant stop thinking abt atsumu .. ur tongue lolling out to the side as he grips hard on ur thighs, spreading them apart for u while he fucks u stupid. “like that, huh? ya like me fuckin’ yer cunny stupid? lil bitch.” nd HE JUST HAS THAT FERAL LOOK IN HIS FACE AWOOOAGWHW u cant even form a sentence.!! just constant humphs nd moans of atsumu’s name. the exam sheet u were studying has been discarded onto the desk nd atsumu has u sitting on his lap on the leather chair. its not long before ur yelling out “tsumu, tsumu, tsumu!” bc ur walls begin to clamp around his cock n tears well out of ur eyes. “what? gonna cum already? pathetic whore.” despite his harsh words, he fucks harder into ur cunny, one of his fingers playing w ur sensitive little nub down there and its not long before ur gushing all around him, entire body shaking ...

do u ever think abt kaeya making u his lil breeding puppy.. like .. i know that man is big. EVERYWHERE. big cock, big chest, big thighs n bigbig arms.. he just could choke u if u asked for it and he’d laugh in ur face. hes built so proportionally well- his waist is so pretty u love hugging ur so much taller boyfriend. his hands r bigger tjan urs and everhtime he gropes ur breasts u cant help but whine for him- PLSSS SIZE KINK HELLO KAEYA I KNOW UR BEEFY I KNWO UR BEEFY AS FUCK. FORGET THAT U WEAR A CORSET!1!!11!

᧔o᧓ comfort .ᐟ

xavier love and deepspace fluff/slight angst! x female reader. comfort fic. reader is in a deep depression. ong this is js based on me. she feels so empty but keeps going like a robot. xavier helps her feel better. i just wrote this for comfort to myself because i havent been feeling well at all.

Xavier didn’t question why today you seemed to crave his touch and attention more than usual. Normally, affection flowed freely between you and your boyfriend, but lately, an unshakable heaviness had settled in your heart, dimming your once vibrant spirit. Despite your unwavering love for Xavier, nurtured and deepened through time, the weight of depression had become an unwelcome companion.

You lounged in the bedroom of your shared apartment, having not left bed since the previous afternoon. Xavier noticed the deterioration, how you stayed awake till morning, slept through the day, and needed reminders to eat. When he checked on you, concern etched in his features, you waved him off with a feeble excuse about needing a break from hunting, urging him to focus on work.

How was he to continue his day knowing the woman he cherished was in pain? He knew better than to pry when you weren’t ready to open up, fearing it might worsen your state. Yet today, when he returned home, you greeted him at the doorway in one of his hoodies and shorts, reaching up to wrap your arms around his neck. “Miss you,” you whispered, seeking solace in Xavier’s embrace. He held you tightly, his voice a comforting balm as he asked, “How are you today, my love?” Tears welled in your eyes at his tenderness, and as they spilled over, Xavier gently lifted you into his arms and carried you back to bed.

His murmured reassurances were soft as he laid you down, his hand soothingly rubbing your back. “I’m here. I won’t leave,” he promised, his caring gaze a lifeline in the storm of your emotions. Gratefulness swelled within you for a boyfriend as attentive and loving as Xavier.

Quickly shedding his work clothes for comfort, Xavier slid under the covers beside you. His skilled hands encircled your waist as he drew you close, pressing kisses to the crown of your head. You clung to his scent, fingers tightening on his shirt as if afraid he might vanish. Tears continued to streak your cheeks, each one a testament to the ache in Xavier’s heart. He leaned closer, kissing away your tears, silently urging you to speak.

“Sorry for pushing you away lately,” you finally began, your voice cracking with emotion. Xavier shook his head gently, his thumb brushing away the remnants of tears. “You don’t need to apologise, angel.”

“I feel so lost, Xavi... I don’t understand what I’m feeling... I love you, that hasn’t changed, but I feel drained, empty. I feel like I’m just going through the motions, like a hollow shell. I push you away because I’m terrified of dragging you into this void with me. I feel selfish that you take care of me like this, like some sort of burden.”

Xavier listened quietly, his fingers tracing soothing patterns on your skin, his eyes never leaving yours. When you finished, he caressed your hips tenderly, pressing a gentle kiss to your forehead. “Never feel terrified about ‘dragging’ me anywhere. Whatever you’re going through, I want to be there with you. I love you deeply, and I’ll be patient. If you need space, I’ll give it. If you want me close, I’ll stay. If you want to stay in bed, wear my clothes, I’ll support you every step.”

His eyes held yours with unwavering sincerity, offering you his heart and strength. You hiccupped through a smile, feeling a weight lift as Xavier’s words enveloped you in warmth and security. “I love you,” he whispered again, his touch tender against your tear-streaked face.

“I love you too,” you replied softly, leaning into his touch. Xavier kissed you lovingly, pouring his heart into the moment, promising silently to be your anchor in the storm until the darkness lifted.

“If you feel like a void, let me fill it with everything I have to give,” he murmured against your lips, sealing the vow with a kiss.

i have a size kink.

folding just thinking about bokuto and his size ok !!

❧ ; a/n: hi guys I’ve been on my himbo big boy brain rot recently so im giving you this little drabble i found in my drafts please enjoy.

❧ ; cw: smut, mdni 18+, size!kink, man spreading, grinding, afab!reader.

in all seriousness i see bokuto as the type who manspreads not to be a nuisance but out of convenience, he’s so big he can’t keep it all tucked away— it’s gotta go somewhere right? you’ll turn away from him when he’s lounging on your little couch, taking up so much room because he’s big himself and when you look back his cock is just there, not even hard n you can see it through his sweats and you’re basically losing your mind.

he’d catch your gaze across the room, bright yellow eyes and half smile as he pats his thick thighs to come join him— securing an arm around your waist while you do your very best not to stare or move because one inch could have you rutting against the biggest cock of your life. it swings ?? when he walks, visible dick print out in public and you lose all sense of through.

i see bokuto as the type to pin you down to the bed, guiding you just how he wants with hazy bedroom eyes— your hands above your head, while he presses his entire wait against you, chest to chest you feel the fat of his cock laying flat against your tummy. the forked veins making indents in your skin, precum drooling from from his tip as koutarou grinds into your stomach, watching your face for its cute little twitch, tapping your cheeks when your eyes threaten to screw shut in embarrassment.

“you feel that, pretty?” bokuto’s saying but you can barely hear him through the blood rushing in your ears, teary eyed and rendered completely flustered. “that’s my cock, nice and hard all for you. can i put it in? make you feel all those inches?” i see bokuto throwing out the filthiest, lewdest shit he can before he fucks you, grinding down against your flesh, getting himself off using your body and you can feel the tip of his cock poking at the space just under your ribs.

I see bokuto as the guy who’s so big that has to get you off before he even thinks about sinking into you— fumbling with your clit in smooth circles that drive you wild while you can feel his heavy balls sitting in your tummy. god his cheeks are flushed red, skin shiny with sweat as he slips thick fingers in and out of your cute little hole, curling them to find your g-spot. hell bokuto is so big he probably has to make himself cum too for extra lubrications— jerking himself off, tapping his red and fiery tip against your skin— groaning to himself, drooling over his own lips as much as his cock leaks beads of precum.

and when he’s inside you, there’s barely any room for him to move, still swiping at your sensitive bud and sticky folds to get you to loosen up around him a little bit, making you feel so full that your tummy has a bump from just half of his dick— since that’s all you can get inside, all you can take before you’re crying from the burn of being stretched open by bokuto.