Hi Can I Ask For The Hashiras Still Children Being Adopted, At First They Don't They Liked The Male Reader,

Hello! i hope you're having a great day and taking care of yourself, i've known your account in a while and read your work and i think you're a amazing writer also makes me addict to it and bc of it i'm late on my homeworks hahaha but it worth it so who cares..

i saw that your inbox is open so i wanted to ask if you can write about shigeo kageyama having a crush on a popular reader, and one day their saw him eating by himself and ask if can sit with him and starts being friends??

Hello, I was having an okay-ish day but when I got this it immediately made it 100 times better. If it makes you feel any better my homework is almost never turned in on time.

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You were the type of person to light up any room they walked into. You were the kindest person you can imagine, anyone would want to be friends with them.

It was only natural that Mob would be drawn to you, but he never got the courage to talk to you.

You usually hug out with who ever you felt closer to which was tsubomi, but it never felt like a real friendship. More like you were being friendly with each other for the sake of not being alone.

Today you were having a bad day. You didn't feel like being around your usual 'friends'. So you took your home made lunch and decided to eat outside.

Walking to what looked like an empty seat on a bench and sat down. Half of the bench was covered by a bush from your point of view and you failed to see Mob sitting there.

"Oh hello, I hope you don't mind me sitting here. Your Kageyama, right?" You said half heartedly not wanted to be rude.

"Um Yeah, I'm shigeo Kageyama. I don't mind." He said flustered as you actually talked to him.

The both of you sat in silence as you ate your lunch until Kageyama gained some confidence to ask you a question.

"Why aren't you eating in the cafeteria?"

"I just didn't feel like it. Today is just not my day ya know." You said through a sigh.

"I get it. Sometimes you just need a break, I come out here almost everyday to relax." He said, he sounded so sincere, you both continued to talk until lunch was over.

That day sparked a friendship between you two. A true friendship.

Maybe it will develop into something more.

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Hope you like it.

"What if instead of tighnari getting struck by lightning it was his little brother." - friend of mine.

Spoiler for archon quest

Tighnari x teen brother reader (platonic)

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Chaos was all around as you now didn't have to worry about fatui but the lighting that struck.

The few fatui that were unfazed by the sudden storm fought you, your elder brother, and Dehya.

Finishing off the one in front of you, you turn to see where tighnari was and rushed to help him.

The next moments seemed to happen as if it were slow motion.

As you were running you noticed a glow coming from the around tighnari, as well as his hair start to rise in an unnatural manor.

He was about to get struck.

You ran faster to get to him.

Pushing him got of the way successfully just as the bolt touch you.

"Y/N!" Tighnari screamed as he watch you fall limp to the ground. You were body was now flowing with electricity almost like you wielded a electro vision.

"Is he alright." Dehya said as she saw what happened from afar.

"He will be alright, no need to worry he just needs some rest. If he let me get struck I'd probably still be standing but I don't think his body could handle it." Tighnari explained while laying your head on his lap.

"Idiot" he muttered under his breath.

...

You woke up with a groan as you tried to sit up but a force stopped you.

"Stay down and try not to move." Tighnari said pushing you down.

You opened your eyes to see you were in the room where hypasia was sleeping.

Coming to your senses you started to feel you body. Everything was in pain. It hurt to even breathe.

Lifting your head slightly to see you torso wrapped in cloth and your finger tips were burnt black on one side while streaks on gains were lead into to it.

You groaned again alerting tighnari to come to your aid.

"What did I just tell you, stay still." He half heartedly scolded you. "You an idiot ya know that. Your my kid brother, I'm supposed to be saving you. Never put yourself in danger. Do you hear me."

You tried to say yes but your voice didn't come through, you tried nodding but decided not because he said don't move.

In the end tighnari took your silence as you understanding and continued to care for you as he always had.

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Hi I wanted to ask if you could write about the hashiras meeting Male Reader who's the ghost rider specifically the samurai ghost Rider from the newest comic please

Hope you like it.

Mitsuri

Mitsuri was out on a mission when she saw blue flames in the grass forming a trail and decided to follow it.

It led to a clearing in the forest. In the middle of it was a man in traditional samurai attire. Mitsuri

He had just finished off a demon and was in the middle of sheathing his sword when he turned in Mitsuri's direction.

Mitsuri cowarded behind a tree.

"No need to be afraid I'm here to help." You said extending your hand to her. She started to come out from behind the tree.

*crack* a tree branch broke behind her causing to look. It was nothing but when she turned back to you, you were gone without a trace.

Rengoku

Rengoku was training when he saw you run by leaving a trail of blue fire behind you.

He ran after you. Noticing him trail sing you stopped and turned to him.

"I can sense you are a slayer of great strength, hurry there are demons ahead." You said as you started running again with him now near your side.

When you both reached your destination Rengoku immediately got to work on the demons terrorizing the town.

When he saw no more demons left he tried looking for you in vain.

Giyuu

You scared the fuck outta him when you appeared outta nowhere to kill a demon.

"Who are you." He didn't mean from it to come out so rude but you took no offence.

"I am a samurai ghost rider. I'm here to vanquish demons and nothing more. I'll be on my way now." You said sheathing your sword and walking away not waiting for a response.

Giyuu stood there in shock watching you walk away. 🧍‍♂️

Tengen

Tengen had heard stories of a Samurai killing demons in villages but didn't believe it. At first at least.

When he was almost home from a mission he saw you in the corner of his eye walking by with blue fire trailing you.

When you two made eye contact he waved yelling about how flamboyant you looked

Obanai

Much to his surprise you came out of no where and killed the demon he was fighting without a problem.

He stood back and watched as you killed every demon that dared to face you.

When you were finished you looked at him and he looked at you.

It was like a staring contest until he blinked first. When he opened his eyes you were gone.

Muichirou

When he first saw you he thought his eyes his eyes playing tricks on him. A man with the skull for a head on fire doesn't seem possible even in a world full of demons.

He tried his best to avoid you at all costs and you didn't want to bother him.

Sanemi

He was chasing after a demon.

So were you.

It just so happened to be that the demon he was chasing was the same one you were.

You killed the demon first. Sanemi was beyond pissed. He tried to kill you cause you looked like a demon.

Would I be able to ask for [platonic] Adam x reader, with reader being his child. [Bio or adopted]

And if possible some reactions to others finding out the connection?

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This man can't keep a secret for shit

He talks about the things he likes and even if he tried to keep it a secret he would slip up eventually

but when you came into the picture, you were always around him

it was rumored that you were him and lutes love child

soon the rumor got to Sera who tried to shut it down but it was out of her control

But then she heard that Adam took you to hell for an extermination

"Adam." Sera said sternly.

"Whaaaat, they're fine, See." Adam picked you up like he was presenting you to Sera, "Tell her what you learned, lil bud."

"Sinners are bad and don't deserve redemption." The both of you had a stupidly wide on grin your faces that could only make the Seraphin sigh.

"That's not the point, Adam. They're just a child, they shouldn't have to see that." She was so clearly disappointed as she took you from him and checked over him yourself.

"Papa says that bitches and whores live down there." You say with the widest smile. Sera looks at Adam in disgust.

"What? Am I wrong?"

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Ideas

requester: @natsukicookies

Yatora x reader fluff

hope you like it

"Yatoraa~" You hugged him from behind "whatcha working on." You looked over his shoulder at a blank canvas. You heard a deep sigh as he leaned into your hold.

"I don't know anymore, I'm supposed to draw something in black and white and still get the same effect as color but its hard." You could tell he was frustrated and you wanted to help.

"How about you take a little break and look around, try to find something with a lot of feelings even without color." You start to pull him away from from the canvas. He chuckles turning around and hugging you.

"Is this your way of asking me on a date." He held you tight giggling like a school boy. You would've said something if you weren't being pressed into is chest. You started dating Yatora a few months before he joined the art program and to him it was perfect timing.

"Alright lets go somewhere." He basically dragged you out of his house saying bye to his mom and walking around the bustling city for a while before you both came across a ramen shop.

small talk and childish laughs were shared at the shop. You could tell he was getting to relax a bit and you were glad. When he first started practicing art he as so excited but got burned out fast. You were glad that he was finally able to give his brain a little break. Finishing your meal you asked "did anything spark your interest yet." You said as you started to pay for the meal.

"Nope, nothing yet. How about we go your house we could watch a movie or something." He rubbed the back of his neck all shy like as you gushed at how cute he looked. "Sure lets go."

When you made it to your house you realized your parents weren't home. You began setting up for the movie in the living room

popcorn in the microwave

blankets on the couch

adds playing on the tv of the movie Yatora picked

When he hugged you from behind.

"I know what to draw now." he murmured into your neck "Ill draw you."

Strawberries and Wolves (Diluc Ragnvindr X Fem!Reader, Platonic!Razor X Reader)

Summary ~ During your time living at Dawn Winery with your husband, you got to know the young boy who lives in the forest of Wolvendom and make frequent visits to see him. During one of these visits, you’re attacked.

Disclaimer ~ I do not own Genshin Impact or any of its characters.

Word Count ~ 4k

Warnings ~ Husband!Diluc, flirty Diluc, some kissing, blood, injury, Razor being the son sweetheart that he is, monsters (Rifthounds), fighting, no use of Y/n

Diluc Ragnvindr Masterlist

Genshin Impact Masterlist

A/N ~ Razor is my son. That is all.

•DO NOT run my work through any form of AI writing program•

•I do NOT consent to have my work posted, translated or published to any third party site or app. If anyone sees my work anywhere but here, it has been reposted without my permission•

the sweet smell of freshly baked muffins filled the large kitchen around you as you reached inside the oven and carefully removed the hot pan, the thick fabric covering your hands warming up as you carried the pan over to the island in the middle of the kitchen. A dozen blueberry muffins now sat on the counter, steam billowing up from the tops of them as you gently poked the tops of a couple with a toothpick to ensure they were baked properly, a smile forming on your lips when the toothpick came out clean.

You leaned forward and pressed your palms to the edge of the wooden countertop, pushing your face into the trail of fragrant steam floating up into the air above the fresh pastries and inhaling the comforting scent.

Next to the pan of muffins sat a basket, the inside filled with various foods you had spent the morning making and even some fruits and vegetables you had picked up from the market in Mondstat the day before.

Once a week, you prepared a basket of food to take up into Wolvendom for the young boy who lived there with the wolves. You had always had a soft spot for the young boy, ever since you met him just over a year ago. It was the middle of the night and you were on your way home and had chosen to cut through Wolvendom rather than go around, while on your way through you remembered clutching your knife tightly as you followed the trail of lamp grass. The grey-haired boy had nearly made you jump out of your skin when he snuck up on you, your attention has been fully on the glowing blue plants and not on the stranger approaching you from the trees. You had been confused at first, confused as to why the young boy was alone in the middle of the woods, at first he hadn’t answered your question and simply insisted that you couldn’t be there, that it was too dangerous for you.

After returning home to your then fiancé, you had explained to him how you had run into the young boy in the middle of the forest and wanted to return the next day to try and find him, try and learn more about him. Diluc had insisted Wolvendom was too dangerous—a point you used to argue your case on why you needed to find the boy—but ultimately caved, agreeing to help you find the boy the next day.

It had been well over a year now since you found the boy, eventually learning his name was Razor and that he lived in Wolvendom with the wolves. It had taken a long time for him to trust you, and when he finally did you began bringing him food and other things like books and clothes once a week, this became your new routine with the wolf boy.

“Well, doesn’t it smell divine in here?” The sultry voice of your husband broke you out of your thoughts as he walked into the kitchen and took a deep inhale of the air, “What have you baked today, dearest?” A pair of strong arms slid around your waist as he pressed his chest to your back and rested his chin on your shoulder, looking down at the pastries in front of you.

A content hum fell from your lips as you leaned back into his chest and tilted your head to the side so it pressed against his own, “Good morning Diluc, I was wondering how long it would take for you to find your way in here.” You turned to look at him and planted a quick kiss on his cheek, “Blueberry muffins for Razor, and a few other things that I found at the market yesterday that I thought he might like.” You leaned forward away from Diluc’s body and plucked a strawberry from the basket, bringing it to your lips as you turned around to face the red-haired man.

Diluc’s eyes flickered down to your lips as you bit into the red berry, a smile forming on your lips as you tasted the sweet fruit, “Why don’t you invite the boy to come here? Instead of going all the way up to Wolvendom?” He attempted to reach around you and grab a muffin only to have his hand swatted away by you.

“Hands off mister, these aren’t for you,” you scolded him while pursing your lips and looking up at him, “and you know Razor won’t come here, his home is in those woods, that’s where he is comfortable.” You ate the last of the strawberry.

Diluc sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose as he watched you begin wrapping the muffins in a white cloth and placing them inside the basket, “I don’t like you going up there alone, it’s dangerous.” He sighed, reaching for your hand and wrapping his fingers around your wrist.

Your gaze softened as you looked up at Diluc, his heart on his sleeve as he told you of his worries, “My love, just because I don’t have a Vision like you, does not mean I am incapable of protecting myself from a few stray Hilichurls.” You tugged on his arm and stepped forward, shifting your hand so your palm was pressed flat against his and your fingers were aligned, “I’ll be back in thirty minutes.” You slipped your free hand up to cup his jaw, running your thumb along his cheekbone while standing o your tiptoes and pressing your lips to his.

Diluc didn’t hesitate to kiss you back, one hand sliding around your waist in an attempt to pull you closer to him only to be stopped by you pulling your lips away from his.

“Strawberries. You taste like strawberries.” He whispered while trying to go in for another kiss, his brows furrowing together when you stepped away from him, “Hey,” he whined.

You reached into the closed basket and grabbed another strawberry, tossing it to your husband with a sly grin, “This should keep you occupied until I get back then.” You waved to him and plucked the basket off of the table, slipping it onto the crook of your arm and heading for the door of the large mansion.

“I am always surprised by your cruelty,” Diluc muttered as he took a bite of the berry and watched you leave, pushing down his worry for you as you went.

~

Stepping carefully down the muddy path into the forest, your eyes bounced around the trees hoping to spot the familiar head of grey hair. You knew the path through Wolvendom like the back of your hand after all your time coming to visit Razor, the young boy has even made sure to show you the best paths to take to your meeting spot to keep you the safest. You would be lying to yourself if you said you didn’t care deeply for the boy, you had taken him under your wing and had done everything in your power to help him learn to trust humans, even if he was still quite wary of Diluc.

Diluc had taken just as much time to come around to the young boy as he had taken to come around to him, both of them still cautious of one another.

Cautious, but trusting.

You were proud of both of them.

When you finally reached the spot where Razor usually met you, you found that he was not there yet. You knew he wouldn’t forget what day it was and figured he was just running late, so, you walked toward a large stone at the base of the rocky cliff and sat down on top of it to wait for the boy.

The fabric of your cloak spread out on the stone around you like a fan as you placed the basket onto the ground beside you and crossed one leg over your knee. Your fingers drummed against the side of your leg as your eyes moved around the clearing, the soft blue glow of the lamp grass sitting in the shade of the trees at the edge of the clearing catching your eye. Looking up at the path which led deeper into the forest to look for Razor one last time, you sighed and hopped off of the rock and moved toward the lamp grass.

You spent the next twenty minutes or so moving about the tree line and gathering various plants and flowers that you saw—mostly lamp grass and wolfhook—before you heard footsteps coming from the trees. You stood and looked toward where the sound had come from, your eyes narrowing when you saw no one.

“Razor? That you?” You called out, your voice heard by only the trees.

Another footstep sounded, followed by several more.

Too many to be human, and far too may to be alone.

Your hand moved to your hip where you kept a dagger—a wedding gift from Diluc—and tightened your grip on the leather wrapped handle.

Two sets of glowing gold eyes peered at you from the trees, a deep rumbling growl flowing out and causing you to freeze, your grip on the knife faltering for a single moment.

You were forced back to reality when two large stony hounds lunged out of the tree line and rushed toward you, broken howls echoing from the throat of one of them while the other began circling you, growling under its breath. Your hand shook as you raised your blade, keeping your eyes on the one in front of you while trying to keep your attention on the one stalking around you, a shiver went down your spine at the sound of the creature’s growling.

Both of the hounds came to a halt, one on either side of you, their eyes still locked on you as you glanced toward the path which led deeper into the forest.

While you knew it was a terrible idea to try and run, you also knew you had no chance of beating them if you stood your ground and fought.

You took off running, still clutching your knife tightly as you hurried up the path without looking back.

The sound of the hounds chasing after you only urged you to run faster, your panicked breathing downing out their howls as your feet thudded against the hard ground.

The feeling of sharp claws tearing onto your arm caused you to scream as you were pushed to the side, your shoulder slamming into a tree before you fell to the ground. A pained whimper broke from your lips as you rolled onto your back and clutched your bleeding arm, pain sprouting in your temple from where it connected with the ground.

Blood seeped through your fingers and stained your skin as the two creatures approached you, their eyes seeming to glow brighter and more menacingly as they floated in front of you. Your chest heaved as you reached for our knife where it lay in the grass, your bloody hand inches away from wrapping around the hilt when the sound of lightning crackled through the air, the hairs on your arms standing up straight as the scent of ozone filled your nostrils.

You barely had time to look where the sound had came from before a flash of purple electricity slammed into both of the creatures, preventing them from getting any closer to you.

A flash of grey moved in front of you before a familiar form stood in front of you, between you and the raging creatures.

“Away!” Razor yelled, his sword raised, electricity sparking down the length of the blade, “Away now!” He swung the blade sending the electricity shooting out toward the two creatures to push them back even further.

You watch wide eyed as lightning danced along Razor’s arms and into his blade as he rushed forward and attacked the two hounds. The cold air bit at your wound as you shifted your shoulders and leaned back against the tree you had been tossed into, the sickening smell of copper filling your mind as the warm liquid dripped from the small cut on your forehead.

Electricity flashed through the air in front of you as Razor moved around the clearing, making sure to keep the stony beasts attention on himself and away from you.

You had never seen him fight, never seen how effective he was in a fight.

He was raised by wolves, and wolves protected their own, you were sure that had something to do with the pure rage you saw in the boy’s eyes as he swung at the hounds.

You were one of his own.

Lupical. That’s what he had called you once.

Family.

Before you knew it, the creatures were gone, one of them lay dead on the ground at Razor’s feet while the other ran away into the woods. Razor stood in front of the dead hound with his hand clenching tight around the hilt of his claymore, his shoulders hunched and chest heaving as he worked to catch his breath.

“Razor?” You spoke up, your voice quiet as you watched the boy with wary eyes, “What were those things?”

His head turned so he could look at you over his shoulder, “Rifthounds. Bad monsters.”

Your brows knit together, confusion mixing with the pain on your face, “Rifthounds? I thought they were all dead?”

Razor ignored your words as he sheathed his sword on his back and walked toward you, his ruby colored eyes fixed on your injured arm, “You are hurt.”

He knelt in front of you and looked at your arm, reaching for it to pull your hand away from the wound causing you to wince slightly as his hand connected with your arm.

“They hurt you.” He muttered, pulling his hand away from you and looking down at the blood on his finger tips, “I was not quick enough, so they kill my brothers and sisters, now they hurt you.”

“Brothers and sisters? They have killed wolves?”

“Rifthounds. They are bad.” Razor looked down at his hands.

Your heart broke for the boy, the wolves were his family and these creatures had killed some of them.

“I am… Sorry.” He looked back up at you and blinked, for a moment you swore you saw tears in his eyes.

“Razor.” You wiped your hand on your leg, cleaning off as much of the blood as you could before reaching forward and taking his scarred hand, “This was not your fault, and neither was what happened to the wolves, understand?” You squeezed his hand, “You kept me safe, you saved my life.”

He squeezed your hand back, tight.

“Can you help me up?”

Razor was careful not to tug on your injured arm as he helped you to your feet, his hands pulling away from you the second you were on your feet, “Can you walk?” He looked up at you and pressed his brows together.

You stood still for a moment, waiting for the spinning in your head to settle before nodding slowly, “I think so, just a bit dizzy.”

Razor blinked, tilting his head to the side, “Dizzy?” He said the word slowly to make sure he was pronouncing it correctly, though he still cringed at the foreign word coming from his mouth.

You often forgot that Razor’s English was rough, he had gotten much better at speaking but some words still confused him.

“Dizzy, it’s like when everything around you feels like its spinning, so it makes it feel like your falling over even though you’re standing still.” You carefully explained the meaning of the word to him while holding onto your bleeding arm once again, the dizziness in your head subsiding slightly by the time you were finished speaking.

The boy thought for a moment before speaking again, “Dizzy.” He nodded, “I will help you walk, so you do not fall.”

Razor helped you slip your good arm over his shoulders, the awkward position proving to be much easier since the two of you were close in height, Razor standing just a few inches shorter than you.

“Thank you Razor.” You smiled over at the boy, “I’m sure Diluc is worried sick about me.”

The two of you began walking, Razor guiding you through the forest down the dirt path, “Diluc… Your mate?”

“Husband. My husband.” You corrected him.

~

One thing you had been right about, was Diluc.

He was indeed worried out of his mind.

As soon as he noticed you had been gone longer than you said you would, he grabbed his sword and coat and set off toward Wolvendom.

His worry was only amplified when he saw you walking out of the forest leaning on Razor, blood staining your arm and forehead.

The sound of Diluc’s voice calling your name earned your attention and caused you to lift your head up and look in his direction. The look of complete and utter concern was all you could see on his face as he ran toward you and Razor, his eyes bouncing from your bleeding arm to the cut on your forehead.

“What happened?” He came to a halt, his hand immediately moving to take you from Razor and into his arms so he could get a better look at the damage that had been done to you.

You turned your arm so he could see the claw marks, the strips cut into the fabric of your shirt by the hounds claws, “Rifthounds.”

Diluc’s eyes went even wider, if that was even possible, “Rifthounds? They were hunted to extinction.” He looked up from your arm to meet your eyes.

“They clearly didn’t get that memo.” You let out a dry laugh, “Razor protected me, killed one of them too.”

Diluc turned his attention to the boy standing a few steps behind you, he had remained quiet ever since Diluc showed up and you knew it was because it was still cautious of him.

“Razor.” Diluc kept his arm around you as he spoke to him, “You have my thanks for keeping my wife safe.” He dipped his head slightly, a show of respect to the boy, ”I am in your debt.”

Razor stayed silent for a moment, looking from you to Diluc before speaking, “She is my friend. I protect my friends.”

“Will you be alright out here Razor?” You asked quietly while leaning heavily onto Diluc, your head once again spinning as you dropped it onto his shoulder.

He closed his eyes and nodded, “I must hunt the Rifthounds. They must pay for hurting my family.” He looked back at you when he said family.

Diluc opened his mouth to say something, but instead held his tongue and looked down at you, gently picking you up bridal style.

“I’m going to get her back to the winery so I can get her arm looked at.” He cleared his throat, “If you ever need anything Razor, and I mean anything, you come to us and we will help you.” He told the boy.

Razor nodded, dipping his head to Diluc before looking to you, “Be safe Lupical.”

“Thank you Razor.”

The three of you parted ways, Razor running back into the forest to hunt down the Rifthounds while Diluc carried you back toward the winery.

~

The entire trek back to your home, Diluc was silent, which wasn’t uncommon for him. But you knew his mind was working on over drive thinking of all the things that could have happened to you.

Instead of pushing for him to talk to you, you dropped your head to the side and leaned against his chest, closing your eyes and listening to his steady heartbeat as he carried you home.

Now, you were sitting on the large bed in the master bedroom with Diluc stood in front of you, carefully bandaging the claw marks on your arm.

Diluc’s attention was solely on tending to your wounds, the cut on your forehead was his first task and when he was done with that he moved onto your arm, helping you out of your shirt so he could see it better.

“I know you want to say ‘I told you so’, so just say it.” You broke the silence between you and your husband making him pause his actions and sigh.

The bandage he was wrapping around your arm was cut off with scissors and tucked under the edge to keep it in place before he walked away from you and grabbed one of his white shirts from where it sat folded on the desk.

“what if you had been killed?” That was not what you were expecting him to say as he handed you the shirt and knelt in front of you, refusing to meet your eyes.

You reached forward to place your hand on the side of his face, lifting it up so he was forced to look at you, “But I wasn’t, Razor protected me.”

“And if he hadn’t been there? Then what?”

You went still, your mouth clamping shut and your hand falling from his face to your lap. Turning your gaze to your lap, you sighed and breathed in a long breath before speaking, “I won’t stop going up there, Razor needs me. I’m one of the only friends he’s got Diluc.” You traced the lines on your upturned palm with your eyes, “I worry about him being up there all alone.”

Diluc grabbed your hand, squeezing it tight and whispering your name to get you to look up at him, “I’m not asking you to stop going up there, I know how much that boy means to you. I could never ask you to stop going up there, dearest.” His calloused hand cupped the side of your face, “I’m asking you to let me come with you from now on.”

“Really?”

His free hand went to the other side of your face, both of his thumbs now rubbing your cheekbones, “Helping that kid makes you happy, and I want you to be happy. But I also want you to be safe. So, I’ll come up with you from now on so I know that you’re safe.”

A grin made it’s way onto your face, “He’s growing on you, isn’t he?”

Diluc froze, a pink tint blooming along his cheeks as he looked away from you, “He is not.”

You laughed, the sound echoing around the room as Diluc stood and moved away from you, “He is!” You stood carefully, clutching the white shirt in your hand as you walked after him, “You have a soft spot for the wolf boy!”

You grabbed a hold of Diluc’s arm and pulled yourself toward him, your chest pressing against his as you looked up and him and grinned.

“Admit it.” You stood on your tiptoes and moved your lips close to his, “Admit I’m right.”

Diluc closed the gap between you both, kissing you slowly and cutting off your grin.

“You’re wrong.” He whispered as he pulled back and walked away from you, leaving you standing in the middle of the bedroom.

“Where are you going?”

Walking toward the door, Diluc sighed, “Going to hunt some Rifthounds with the wolf boy.”

You watched him walk out of he bedroom before it dawned on you.

“Ha! I was right!”

Unexpected

child reader (Platonic)

diluc, zhongli, childe, aether/lumine, kazuha, itto

Inspiration : tiktok by dannynotdevito

Diluc (until I figure out how to make borders)

Diluc knew taking on a child wasn't easy but having to wake up in the middle of the night to a child.

He woke in the middle of the night to a child standing at the edge of his bed is complete unexpected.

He nearly hit the you a few times

Zhongli

I imagine zhongli having a grandpa moment

"Oww my heart"

I still imagine him having a straight face the whole time

Childe

100% hit you by mistake

Used his vision and absolutely downed you in a whale

Would apologize many times no matter if you forgave him or not

Aether/lumine

The type of person to think before they act

Unless they are completely exhausted, then the most they would do is jump back horror movie style

Kazuha

"Is something wrong"

States back at you like this happens all the time

Itto

Screams bloody murder and fails to act like nothing happened

"Hey y/n, whatchu doin outta bed. Nightmare?"

Nervously sweats the whole time

bnha oc/reader drabble:

she is aizawa's daughter

age 20

quirk- Confusion she can take away people's quirk while also giving them hallucinations and the longer she uses it the worse the headache

She's a viglantee and a TA at UA

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Backstory in a nutshell -

Aizawa was young when he had you and your mother kept him from you

Unfortunately for you, she turned out to be a villain and used you to steal and get away with crimes

The hero commission caught onto her and offered hero everything she would ever want/need if she sold you to them

she did and never told Aizawa

The commission worked you to the bone and thats when you met hawks

The commission thought it would be a good idea if they paired the 2 of you

You became friends quick and your bond only strengthened with each year

it was clear that he was going to be in the spotlight while you did most of the dirty work

Your quirk wasn't as flashy as his but it got the job done and that's what the commission needed

that was until a mission when you were stuck in a building with a bomb, you were stuck and hawks couldn't get to you

the bomb went off and the secret of the hero commission along with it

Aizawa found out about everything your mother put you through and put her in jail while also caring for you in and out of the hospital (hawks also comes to visit you almost everyday)

The public now knew about you but the commission wrote it off as you wanted to stay out of the public eye

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