𝗖𝗢𝗖𝗞𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗠𝗜𝗡𝗚 !

— title; when is a monster not a monster? (oh, when you love it).

— pairing; zhongli x reader

— summary; in which zhongli loses control and turns into a dragon, but you manage to bring him back.

— notes; i don’t play genshin, so i hope it’s not too ooc !! special thanks to @yuebloom​ and​ @degenerate-yandere and @teyvatstories​ for their support !! if anyone is interested, the song referenced in this fic is called asking the zither and can be found here !!

Screaming.

The sound that sears itself into your ears is like nothing you’ve never heard before, the hoarse scream of an enraged animal that vibrates through your whole body, scraping over your skin like claws.

With much effort, you finally manage to open your eyes. It’s excruciating. Your eyelids feel like they’re made of lead. Squinting against the sudden light, you try to sit up, but can only groan as your body erupts into joint-wrenching pains. Your face is wet, and dampness runs down into your collar.

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okay so I just read your post on genshin men if you go quiet , here me out.... What if you are a quiet person in bed? How would they react ??? Like would they pound into you until you scream or would they be content with it??

Oh boi they would have a field day with you regardless of whether you are quiet or not..

They are scrutinizing every little twitch of your body. In their head, they are mapping all the spots that make you tremble. If they find your sensitive spot, you are in for a ride. They love a challenge but when you finally finally let out a sweet moan, they go feral. You sound, oh so sweet. They are almost mad at you for hiding your moans. So, they go harder, so rough, desperate for you. It's enough for you to grab them as you scream for them.

- childe, scara, ayato, kaeya, itto

It was a lost game when you see how determined and desperate they are for your cries. No, they won't stop until you are moaning into the sheets. When you finally open your swollen lips to whimper their name, they are murmuring praises into your ears. They would fuck every sweet sound out of you with scary precision coz they are greedy for you.

- kazuha, zhongli, albedo, thoma, dainsleif

OHOHO…I see you liked puppy yan… NOW TIME FOR KITTY YAN!!

kitty yan who you also take in after perhaps walking past them at a hybrid shelter?? you were never planning to have more than one pet, (i mean, you weren’t even planning to take in puppy yan either, it just sorta… happened) but you see the cutie in the window and have to stop by!! there learn that this particular kitty has been brought back to the shelter and abandoned multiple times for its… attitude. despite this, and the workers giving you very doubtful stares as you sign the adoption papers, you still want to give it your best!! you were determined not to give up on this poor poor kitty :((

when you get back home, puppy yan is near tears and knocks you over in a giant bear (puppy) hug, tail furiously wagging, the moment you step through the front door!! they were waiting for you for FOREVER, they missed you so so much, what took you so lo-

what’s that smell?

puppy yan stops in their tracks abruptly, sniffing you. you smelled like another hybrid. puppy yan IMMEDIATELY deflates and starts whimpering. we’re you with other hybrids other than them? you sigh and figure this is as good a time as any to tell your pup that they’re going to get a new friend soon. a kitty, to be exact.

and puppy is DISTRAUGHT. when i tell you they leave your arms and run away in a mess of tears and whines and cries, something they’ve never done EVER, since they insist on being stuck to you like glue whenever you’re home. you can hear them sobbing in their pet bed they never use (since they always insist sleeping in your room) and you feel strangely guilty, but your decision is set. still, you feel for your poor pup and begin walking towards the source of their cries so that you can begin damage control (even though the damage has already been done!! in puppy’s eyes… you’re replacing them.)

you try to explain that kitty yan reminded you so much of puppy when you first saw them. alone, scared, and very untrusting of the world. you just wanted to help, seeing as how puppy yan had gotten so much better under your care since you first met them. you thought you could do the same with kitty yan, you tell puppy. but they’re still not convinced. since you began your half apology/explanation, they’ve moved into your lap and buried their face into your neck. theyre quite big and don’t fit in your arms completely, but that just means you have to hold them tighter, so they don’t mind. still, your arms don’t bring them as much comfort as they usually do. all they can think about is the new cat coming to take their place. theyre going crazy with worry and grief, they’re not sure if they could share you!!

meanwhile, back at the shelter, a very love struck kitty sits in its cage. when kitty yan saw you through the bars of their kennel today, they swear they fell in love. they adored the way you scratched their ears and promised them a better home with you. eyes glazing over in love and hope, they dream of the day where they would finally be in your arms . you had to be different from all their previous owners, right? you were just so angelic and perfect… you wouldn’t get rid of them like the rest… right? right?

OHHHHH i could go on about this forever. how puppy will continue to sulk in the days leading up to kittys arrival. how kitty will react to puppy being at your place, somethjnf they didn’t expect!! how puppy and kitty would fight for your attention and spot on the bed. ohhh the possible angst and possessive yandere possibilities!! AAAAAA

ALSO PLSPLSPS U CALLING ME HORNY. i mean ik ur right but still. get ur head out of the gutter, sunny!! GET. IT. OUT!!! chami is onto you!!!

- sunny <3

i imagine puppy yan would regularly kick kitty yan right off the bed because, well, kitty yan is smaller and is much easier to cuddle and the first few nights with them together is difficult! puppy yan is pouting, kitty yan is trying to sleep on top of you, its hot and humid, both of them keep fighting but eventually, they both finally fall asleep and the heat dies down and you finally get to sleep while being cuddling on both sides,, <3 so sweet!

and then the daily fighting starts. puppy yan tries to get you alone for some 'private' time, kitty yan ruins it, kitty yan tries to snuggle with you and then literally gets stepped on, the only time theres peace is when its their daily nap time!

i think that they would start getting along pretty quickly though after both of them realize how much you love each of them (and after they realize its rly rly fucking hot watching the other please you)

after that, they get scary. you complain about someone at work? well, kitty yan is brave enough to leave the house and puppy yan is willing to go anywhere as long as someone is with them (both of them are scared of getting lost so they both write down your address on their arms... despite having it on their collars...) and, well, no one is going to question you when the annoying coworker dies and no one would believe kitty yan or puppy yan did it! its a win win!

and its just so cute, imagining them sandwiching you, both so needy and desperate for you,,, <3 i also think kitty yan wouldnt have as high of a libido as puppy yan (but still v high) so when you arent home and puppy yan is feeling so, so lonely, kitty yan is more than happy to put your clothes on and provide some 'comfort' ;3

and if you walk in on them, kitty yan is just so embarrassed and tries to hide their face and puppy yan just cant stop pounding into them, face pressed against their chest so they can smell your shirt, tail going nuts and if puppy yan looks up and sees you? they just lose it!

or just imagine coming home from work to kitty yan laying on the couch in your clothes, a completely fucked out look on their face, legs spread, TV still playing those "Calming Video For Pets" videos and puppy yan pouncing on you, tail wagging, just so so happy youre back home. so cute!!

and dont worry about having your mind in the gutter, sunny!!! mine is too <3

Title: Clipped Wings.

Pairing: Yandere!Ayato x Reader (Genshin).

Word Count: 1.0k.

TW: Obsessive Behavior and Implied Imprisonment.

Ayato thought he might’ve loved you most, in moments like this.

Quiet and still, tucked safely into his bed, your eyes shut and your breathing steady and your body curled into his side. Your clothes had been left elsewhere, most likely in a heap on the floor or splayed across some inconsequential piece of furniture, allowing your skin to press against his without barriar, and he did what he could to savor your warmth without disturbing you, without doing anything to change the way your head rested on his chest or how your arms wrapped around his midriff – your hold on him growing tighter as you rested.

You were beautiful, exhausted and at peace, and he knew you’d be beautiful in the morning, too, as your rubbed the sleep from you eyes and buried your face in his neck, and the next day, when you’d take him by the hand and drag him off to do something that you’d never done before, whether that meant venturing into Inazuma City for another night of saké and street food or convincing an easily-swayed captain to ferry you over to Kannazuka Island to chase after vague rumors of abandoned mines and dead gods left to rot. Off to do something new, whatever that happened to entail.

If he had his way, this would last forever. Just the two of you, caught up in each other’s embrace, waiting for morning to come with a tempered sort of excitement. Together, with you by his side and him by yours, until the Gods eroded into nothing and all of Teyvat ceased to be.

Hah.

As if you would ever be so merciful.

You’d been clear about your intentions from the start. An adventurer, you’d called yourself, despite your refusal to associate with any recognizable guild or clan – a thrill-seeker travelling with the sole intention of seeing everything and doing everything. You’d been so blunt, admitting that you’d only come to Inazuma by chance, openly regarding his title and his disposition as little more than eccentricities to be examined and adored until something else, something more interesting came along. He was sure you would’ve loved Ayaka’s modest valiance, fawned over Thoma and all his many contradictions, but Ayato thought it would be wise to keep you to himself, for the time being. To protect his own pride, if not to draw out the remnants of your fleeting attention.

You were like a bird of the isles, flitting from place to place, satisfied never to build a nest of your own. Tonight, you might be content to perch yourself on his shoulder, to sing your sweetest song for him and no one else, but the moment something more rare, something more captivating, something more interesting caught your eye, you’d be off, looking for another place to roost – all while Ayato faded into little more than a distant memory. If you'd even remember him at all.

You’d been honest enough about that, too, speaking at length about all your many ‘friends’ in distant nations, comparing his estate to the sprawling manors of Mondstadt and the shinning chambers floating above Liyue’s harbor. You were happy to find yourself in his bed now, sure, and he had no doubt that you held some form of fondness for him when he felt your fingers in his hair and your lips on his, but already, he knew you were making other plans, wondering aloud if they accepted weary travelers on Watatsumi Island or how difficult it would truly be to make the acquaintance of the priestess of the Grand Narukami Shrine. He knew it was only your nature, that you meant him no harm by planning your departure so plainly, but he couldn’t help but feel just the slightest bit hurt. He couldn’t help but feel like his precious songbird was simply biding its time, waiting for an opprotunity abandon him.

A small, prying part of him was tempted to panic, to rush, to try and hold your attention for just a few more days, whether he had to plan an impromptu festival or burn the Almighty Shogun’s palace to the ground with his own two hands. If he gave you something to do, if he made sure you were well-occupied and, more importantly, well-entertained, then you might stay, might continue to let him bask in your bright laughter and sun-like warmth for just a while longer. It was a childish kind of hope, born of an adolescence with too little company and too many burdens. He knew better than to think it would be so easy. He knew better than to think that simply delaying your withdrawal would make it any less painful.

No, no. Ayato wasn’t so naïve. Ayato knew this wouldn't be so simple.

Ayato knew that, even with the most guilded cage he was able to provide, his songbird would still eventually fly away from him, and he'd be the one left longing for your music.

A longing he knew, already, that he wouldn't be able to endure.

You stirred as he sat up, but your eyes remained closed and you didn’t wake up. With no small amount of hesitation, he called out to the man he knew would be on the other side of his bedroom door – just where Ayato had asked him to be, should he make up his mind about just what to do with you before sunrise. “Thoma?”

There was a slight delay, a muffled voice. "Lord Kamisato?”

“Find a healer. Bring them to my door and keep them on standby, but don’t let anyone in until I tell you to do so.”

“Of course, my lord.”

Ayato waited until Thoma's footsteps were completely out of earshot, then raised his right hand - watching as a thin stream of water climbed his wrist, curled around his fingertips, and began to take shape in the palm of his hand. Such literal hydro manifestations had never been his specialty, but he was willing to push the limits of his abilities, if only for a few minutes. And a blade was such a simple tool, made to fill such a simple role – even the most inexperienced of vision users should’ve been able to summon one at will. He was sure he could manage, for your sake.

After all, the was only one way to truly keep a songbird caged, and that was to remove its wings entirely.

I really want to fluster both housewife! and Academy! Scara 🥰🥰🥰

(I love his toothpaste like color palette and his mischievous face his face in the reveal)

academy! scara and housewife! scara are two alternate universes... but here i put them so they'd be in the same timeline... just for the fantasy of having two scaras by my side <3

you might like: yan! academy scara hcs, yan! housewife! scara hcs

( mentions of murder, mentions of cheating )

"n– no way..."

the little one wearing an elegant uniform stares at the scene in unabashed horror, slowly backing away from the horror in front of him. this can't be... it shouldn't be... how in the world could he have done this to himself!

he hits the couch and he falls back into it, but his shaking eyes still look at them with both fury and fear.

with a shaky, accusing finger, the student scara points up at the culprits, who still curiously stare at him:

"why am i the housewife?!"

you answer with a shit-eating grin, bringing your equally appalled kuni closer to you.

"the real question is: why not?"

the tea lays untouched on the coffee table as the two kunis glare at each other in a tense silence. you sit in the middle, grinning nervously as you sip from your own cup.

this is exactly your dream come true, literally. just the night before you dreamt of how you met kuni back in school, and how you wished to see that inexperienced cutie again. it never occurred to you that your wish would actually come true... but now you know that kuni would never get along with himself.

"love..." you try coaxing your partner. the younger one's scowl deepens at the corny nickname. "come on, at least try to get along with him for the time being. it's just you, but younger–!"

"that doesn't fucking mean i have to get along with this brat!"

"who the fuck are you calling a brat?!"

you sigh once more as yelling and bickering ensues between the two of them.

"why is he here anyway?" kuni huffs, taking a seat next to you and huddling closer. he doesn't miss the way scara's eyes flash when he drapes himself all over you, and smiles smugly in victory. he turns to look up at your nervous face and narrows his brows. "hey. you look like you know something."

you try to look away from his probing eyes, but kuni pouts and grabs your cheeks to turn you back to him. "hey. tell. me!"

"mmm... well, i might have wished it...?"

the two widen their eyes, but scara covers up his shock with a bit more disgust as he inches farther away from you. "... pervert."

kuni looks a bit more heartbroken than his younger counterpart. and... a bit more... oh. you know this look. "you... wished? you wished for another me...?" ugh... you'd really like it he didn't do this in front of the younger scara, who looks absolutely lost about what's happening. you wanted to look cool in front of him, dammit! "am i not enough for you? huh?" he starts shaking you by the shoulder, already sitting on your lap and looking manic. "do you think i don't satisfy you anymore?!"

"kuni... kuni, please, you know i love you..."

"then why—!"

SLAM! you jolt as scara slams his teacup against the table. he hovers over the both of you with the glare you were so familiar with back in school. "this is pathetic." he nearly spits, lips curling in spite at his counterpart. "this needy... pathetic thing is supposed to be me? when i worked my ass off so i wouldn't be overshadowed by my sisters? and now..." his purple eyes turn to you, absolutely seething.

"i'm depending on the fucking charity student?"

kuni pulls away from you, standing face to face with scara. while the two are having a stare-off, you're just completely lost in your own fantasies. two kunis... standing over you... wow he hasn't grown an inch over the years... but two kunis.

"if you hate it so much then why don't you leave."

scara sneers right back. "oh i could if i would. but i need to go back to my time and the one who brought me here is the peasant."

"i'm going to fucking kill you."

"oh let's see how well that's going to go for you, future me."

before your pretty wife and his younger self could actually try and kill each other, you step in before things could get hotter worse. "that's... that's enough alright? we'll try to send younger you back to his time. i'm sure he has tons of studying to get back to..."

kuni glares at you. "we? you brought this upon yourself! have fun playing around with some other man, cheater!" he turns to leave, but you grab him by the arm and pull him closer to you.

"oh come on baby," you whine, fingering his tiny waist as you pout. "it was just a little fantasy of mine. two kunis by my side, y'know? that's how much i love you!"

kuni blushes as you shower kisses on his neck and cheek, trying to push you away while he's cherry red. "p-pervert! not– not in front of me—!"

speaking of his younger self... you turn to scara, who is staring the both of you with the same wide-eyed blush your wife is wearing. when his nervous eyes catch yours, he tries to scowl, but it's clear that he's just as embarrassed and needy as his counterpart.

"little kuni~ ♡" you coo, mischievous smirk painting your features already. "do you want to join in?"

steam seems to blow out of his ears as he's taken aback by such a shameless invitation. "wh– why would i want that?! w-weirdo!"

"oh come on!" you laugh. you flop down on the couch with your needy partner seated on one knee and grin up at scara. "i knew of your cute little crush ever since we were first-years, y'know?"

"you did?!"

both versions seem even more flustered than before, if that was possible. you give a lighthearted laugh before bringing scara on your lap and to your chest. you brush their identical purple bangs and press a kiss on their lips.

what a delight. two identical kunis looking up at you all teary-eyed and weak from a single kiss. you really are a pervert, doing this to your pretty little wife.

"you're the same person, aren't you?" you grin. "so this won't count as cheating, right~?"

Wait wait wait wait wait wait that thing you said about leaving a lavish offering at the church while making direct eye contact with Venti to assert dominance gives allllll the brainrot… proposing to Venti by leaving a lavish offering to Barbatos at the church’s statue, complete with a ring in a box on top (let’s pretend that proposal rings are a thing they do in Teyvat and not just in select cultures in our universe). Just there in public, eye contact locked on Venti. I mean what’s he going to do?

-🫧

Sometimes I forget some people actually read my tags lol

But honestly it's so full of potential

Really just doing nice things in the name of Barbatos, knowing full well Venti's true identity, but he can't physically react or give off any indication that he appreciates it, appreciates you, because he's dead set on keeping the charade up

Just going up to him in the church when you both happen to be there and striking up a casual conversation about how much you adore and look up to the amazing Anemo Archon, going on and on about how thankful you are and how incredible he is, while Venti is having an increasingly hard time not turning completely red

He wants nothing more than to just pull you into an embrace, bury his face in your clothes, pull you directly out of the church into somewhere more private to show you exactly how much those teasing comments mean to him

It's just so much fun to give him affection and praise with him not able to do a single thing about it

Then the offering thing is an entirely different idea, wine and some Mora and a few more personal things that would only make sense to Venti (ok but imagine offering a cat plushy or something as he gives you a deadpan fighting back a smile look)

He'd probably complain to you later that you could have simply given the offerings to him personally (he's obviously going to sneak in to 'steal' them but that's not the point), you better not start giving the figure Barbatos more attention than our dear Venti, otherwise he might start thinking you're being performative

Now if you choose to actually propose that way there's no way he's keeping his composer, it's just not happening, whether he runs into your arms, tears in his eyes, repeating different forms of the word "yes" over and over, or if he has enough self restraint to pull you directly outside the church and do the exact same thing, is entirely based on how the day's going

You gonna get some confused looks either way tho, I mean you're literally offering a wedding ring to the alter of the Anemo Archon, is this some convoluted way of saying you want to become a nun? Then the reaction of the local alcoholic Bard, whose kinda infamous for performing 'blasphemous' songs about their holy God... Strange morning—

The first time Xiao breeds you is completely by accident. He mistook the amount of time he had before his climax. While his words were simple, completely in character,

"I should've pulled out."

His face betrayed him. Eyes enamored, glued to the space in which his cum was now leaking out. Trickling down your inner thigh where it pooled onto plain grey sheets. Dripping between the gap of your thighs as you patiently pushed more out. Glossy amber eyes hooked to the arch of your back as you spread wider, twisting your hips to and fro.

"I don't mind Xiao Xiao." You'd responded, You simply flipped over not breaking eye contact with him before lacing two fingers through the mess spreading to your ass.

You didn't miss the quickest flick of his lashes, the way his pupils dilated and the tiny shiver that jolted up from his back to his shoulders. His breathing faltering when he realized exactly what you were doing. Those two fingers between your spread legs now slippery with cum sliding beneath your folds. Your efforts soon becoming clearly in vain as the mess became larger, more thick drops pouring from your pussy to create a large stain beneath you.

You let out a little giggle, your own shiver coursing through you. "Ooo you made such a mess inside." A whimper falls from your lips.

And as much as you'd like to keep stirring the pot, "That's unhygienic." His face falls, the stern Xiao making a reappearance. Though you can see the smallest glints of his façade where it breaks in his eyes and the twitch of his brow.

"You're the one who did this, take some responsibility."

He merely rolls his eyes.

The next time Xiao breeds you it's on purpose.

His forehead soaked in sweat, eyes glossed over beneath half open lids. His fingers twisted in the sheets as the sound of his breaths comes quicker, the dig of his nails in your flesh getting deeper and you hiss in delight. You can tell by the faint whimpers and deeper grunts that he's close. His movements more and more disorganized by the second.

You almost ask, almost warn him of his reactions from last time but he's such a good little yakasha, your favorite to serve. Within the next couple minutes he's spilling inside, teeth clenched, the vein in his forehead nearly bursting as he tugs you in tighter by slipping a hand up to your shoulder. His other hand full of the fat of your hips.

"Shhh.. let it all out." You coo "You're such a good boy, you deserve it."

His hips fall into a standstill. Lids slowly sliding close as you sift your fingers through his sweaty bangs with a long sigh. When his lashes flutter open they reveal the darkest look you've ever seen your boyfriend have. He slides his palm down across the mattress bringing his upper body up to pull you into his chest. When his hips slap against your ass it pulls a gasp out of you so loud you clasp your hand over your mouth.

"Oh archons, Xiao.." You moan unabashedly

He groans into your ear wrapping both arms around your waist to use as leverage with a quickening pace of his hips. A deep shudder falling over you as he pounds your spot with little remorse. His previous orgasm slicking you up so well that the noises are damn near impossible to hide, though Xiao's sounds almost top them. The quickest little gasps and the unrelenting shake of his thighs incredibly hard to miss.

Before long you've reached his third time giving you a creampie. And by that point you realize you've created a monster.

I’m thinking about Albedo, wanting to run a test on you. He wants to make you addicted to him.

Whenever you’re with him, he laces your food. first, with a highly addictive substance, then with an aphrodisiac. your first visit on the side of dragonspine was fairly uneventful, but he could tell you were flustered as you left. he revels in it, wondering if you could even make it down the side of the mountain before your hand was down your pants. or maybe you did make it all the way back home, all pent up and hazy from the drugs, rubbing your little pussy against a pillow like a bitch in heat.

and you come back, and you feel the same feelings. this time, though.. you’re a little less adept at hiding it. he’s made you cum at least six times by the end of the night, and you pass out there. of course, your breakfast the next morning is laced too, and he gets to watch you blush and shake and try to hide it and fail miserably all over again. how exciting.

and eventually it works, you turn up at his shelter more and more often, all but begging for his cock even without the drugs. he successfully got you addicted to his dick, and he’s gonna use it to his advantage.

content warning: noncon, aphrodisiac drug use, mindbreak, masturbation (f), creampie. dark content! anti dc & -17 dni + nsfw under the cut.

ANONNNN big brain i love u for this kiss kiss

It’s the type of feeling that crept up on you almost instantly, lathering your inner thighs with slicks and clouds up your mind with lewd thoughts. All you could think is going anywhere as long as you’re alone, as long as you can hurry your dainty fingers down your panties and twiddle your wet cunt with your hand cupping your mouth to muffle your whines. it’s weird how you’re always like this around Albedo, knees growing weaker, cheeks heating up and by the time you realized, you’re rubbing your thighs together to ease the ache between your legs as he speaks.

It’s truly immoral coming from you, but even you can barely hold yourself together right now to think straight. Every subtle touch from him elicits a whine out of you which leads to you quickly excusing yourself without caring about the brutal cold. Not like it could compare with the way your body heats up right now, you just hope and wish to Barbatos that Albedo doesn’t hear you.

Guilt came to play with your heart when you started touching yourself to him, your fingers pumping inside of you, pussy squelching as Albedo’s face flashes across your mind. Embarrassed come next when you showed up at his shelter with a much more disarrayed appearance, begging for him to help you out from this weird situation you found yourself stuck with.

It’s a shame that your vision is too blurry from all the tears if not you could’ve pieced it together— why every time you consumed everything from him your body acts up, why even a spoonful of his food sent this feeling jolting in your body. But at least somebody prefers it that way, Albedo would rather you not know of it. Besides, why would you want to, right?

You’re happy here with him, constantly fucked out of your mind. If his nose isn’t buried in books then it would be buried in you, tongue lapping your wet cunt as the bridge of his nose rub against your puffy clit. And when he’s frustrated with his experiment, he’ll just let it out on you, pushing your soaked panties before shoving his cock inside of you. Not that you mind, all you know is throw your head back and worship his cock, tight pretty cunt clamped down his cock every time you cum all over his lap.

He doesn’t even need to laced your food again.

The Gentle Samurai

Kaedehara Kazuha X AFAB! Reader

Summary: Kazuha was a gentle man.. and he loved to show it. Gentle doesn’t always mean plain.

WARNINGS!: soft dom! Kazuha, fingering, squirting

Category: Smut 18+ Minors DNI

Word Count: 900+

A/N: I love Kazuha pls Kazuha come home so I can stare at you

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— meant to be yours. 

pairing: yandere!kazuha / fem!reader

genre: smut

wordcount: 2.5k (this was supposed to be short smh)

warnings: yandere, noncon, manipulation, misogyny (not a lot but it’s there), somnopholia, physical abuse, choking (not in a kinky way), non consensual drugging, mind break, dacryphilia, dumbification, creampie, oral (receiving), vaginal fingering

summary: when you met kazuha you’re immediately enamored by him. He listens, he cares, brings you gifts, he was perfect. At least that was what you thought. 

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