Alastor X Teen Reader (platonic)

Here is two face drawings of what I think Azazel looks like, I used a redial color since you said that Morning Doves blend into the background and since Hells background is largely red I made it that way but I was thinking of making it white due to how Heaven background is white.

I also made one where is skin is a light grey color sort of like Sera and Emily’s.

I’ll start working on what I think his outfit is like next but I will probably be similar to Lucifer’s.

I love it!

I see the vision and it works.

thank you so much❤️❤️

Injuries

“More angst!

Like what about the hashira accidentally badly injuring their father figure? *le gasp* :O” requested by @den-shosha

I am so so so sorry for the wait

Please save me from all the angst😭

An: for some fathers I go with their occupation from other fics.

Mitsuri’s ff is a Baker. Giyuu and Rengoku’s is a retired hashira. Shinobu’s is a doctor. Obanai, muichirou, sanemi and tengen are people from their past.

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Mitsuri

Poor mitsuri, she doesn’t know her own strength. She was so excited to see you after a long mission. All she wanted was a hug.

“OTOUSAN!” she screeched as she came barreling into your shop. Hearing her voice, and seeing a glimpse of her pink hair running past the counter to get to the kitchen, you wipe your hands on your apron.

Once she made it to the kitchen door, you had your arms open wide as she crashed into your chest. It was really wholesome.

“I missed you so. So. Much.” She squeezed tighter with every word. You missed her tight hugs, probably a little more than you originally thought cause you didn’t try to pull away. (All I can imagine is when aang gets hit by azula in the back)

*CRACK*

Mitsuri loosened her grin on you as went limp in her arms, it hurt to move. She was quick to take you to shinobu.

Shinobu was holding back a laugh as she told you you had broken your back.

Mitsuri was crying as she was told, she wanted to hug you but she was scared she would hurt you again.

Obanai

Obanai and Mitsuri were about to have a day out. You being the supportive father figure you went to give him a small pep talk.

“Hey Obanai-” you snuck on him and placed a hand on your shoulder. Him having quick reflexes, jabbed you in your ribs.

2 ribs broke, 1 unfortunately punchered your lung.

You fell to the ground while clutching your chest as the blood filled your lung.

“Y/n-san?… Oh no.” Kaburamaru dropped from Obama’s shoulder as said pillar watched you choke on blood.

There wasn’t much time and he knew that. He ran as fast as he could to get shinobu but he wasn’t fast enough.

By the time he got to shinobu you were breathing your last.

“Kaburamaru watch out for obanai for me. I love him like a son and want no harm to come to him although his job is less than friendly. Make sure he lives his days to the fullest.”

The snake curled into a ball as he listened to your words

Time of death 2:47

Rengoku

“AND HOW HAVE YOU BEEN Y/N” Rengoku shouted when he saw you from a distance at the market place.

“I have been well and it seems it’s been well for you as well. I was just heading home to make dinner if you want to help me.”

“I’D BE DELIGHTED.”

*time skip*

You had decided to make sweet potatoes for rengoku and for yourself you made (favorite fried food).

Rengoku was already eating and you were just about to put your in the grease.

“THIS IS DELICIOUS THANK YOU Y/N!” Rengoku said a little to loud to be inside causing you to jump and bump into the boiling pot of grease, spilling it on your hand.

“fuck” you muttered. Rengoku was checking on you in a second, saying sorry, asking if you needed help wrapping your hand. Most importantly he learned how to use his inside voice from then on.

Tengen

I cant see him hurting you unless it’s with words😭

Sanemi

You were used to sanemi and genya arguing in fact you even learned to stop trying to get in between them cause it only makes it worse.

Today, however you had to step in because it was getting physical. Genya, the poor boy, just got punched on his ass and if it weren’t for you it would’ve been worse.

"Sanemi I think that enough.” You tried to pull the male back by his arm buy your strength had no effect of him as he continued perusing a fleeing genya.

He went to hit him again but failed to realize you were on his arm and swung you right to a wall.

You woke up in the butterfly estate with genya and sanemi on each side of you.

“I’m glad your awake. Sorry for what happened it’s not gonna happen again, I promise.” Genya spoke first helping you sit up while handing you a glass of water.

Sanemi on the other hand had his arms crossed and looked away from you, he couldn’t even look you in the eye.

“Wh-what happened?” You questioned.

“Seems you have a little but of amnesia considering the hit you took I’m not surprised.” She shinobu appeared behind genya with a tray of food.

“Eat up you’ve been out for a few days you’ll need your energy back.”

The rest of the day was spent with you and your boys in the infimary

Giyuu

It was a summer day that he lost you an ad it was a day that hell never forget.

You were watching giyuu train, giving him tips and tricks. It was always nice to be in your company, so nice and comfortable.

The both of you went to a bamboo field.

“Slice as many as you can with one swing if you think you can only slice the ones in front of you, you are wrong your range if farther than you think it is.” You said back up to give him some room.

First swing: 5 bamboo shoots cut

Second swing: 8 bamboo shoots cut

Third swing: none

He barely even noticed his sword leave his hands. Good thing you were a retired hashira, you were able to move out of the way almost home free.

You had been cut half was through your stomach, maybe if you didn’t move, maybe if you weren’t with him today, maybe if he watched out for his surroundings…. You would’ve survived

Shinobu

You and shinobu had been working on an antibiotic for a new virus effecting people going into their 30s.

Although you weren’t 30 yet you were close and had the virus. A perfect opportunity to test it out.

“I can handle the rest from hear.” shinobu said. Since you were the one being experimented on she didn’t want you to lift a finger.

The vaccine was a simple shot (with side effects of course).

When the time came to take the shot Shinobu was ready for every side effect that might pop up. It started off as simple arm pain which grew into a low grade fever.

“How are you feeling now.” She asked changing the wet cloth of your head.

“The same as before.” you mumbled. The truth was that you felt like shit, Shinobu knew you were lying but there was nothing to give you other than pain killers. She was worried that the small virus had become pan-resistant (basically nothing has an effect of it). 

It had.

Day by day you were getting worse. It was the last time Shinobu would check up on you for the day.

“I’ll be going in for the night. Shout if you need anything.” 

You in fact did not shout, you couldn’t even move. No pain. No warmth. Just gone.

Died in your sleep. Shinobu took the blame for your death. Poor girl beat herself up about it everyday.

Muichirou

Being fast isn’t always a good thing. Sure it can get the job done faster but being fast makes your reaction time slower. A bunch of mistakes are bound to be made eventually.

A demon had made it was into your house with muichirou quick on its tail. Hearing the commotion coming from your engawa you went to investigate.

In a fraction of a second you we’re dragged from your spot to form a shield from the mist pillars blade.

Straight through your neck. You had been beheaded.

There was a saying that when you were beheaded you were still conscious.

You never believed it until now, as you watched muichirou quickly finish the demon then turn to your head looking you in the eyes as you died.

Watching the life leave from your eyes is a sight he will never forget… No matter how much he wants to.

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.

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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.

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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!”

Tighnari x reader

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An: I thought if this and didn't want to forget and now here I am.

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Tighnari was patching you up after you came back from a withering zone. Minor cuts and bruises but Tighnari wouldn't let it slide.

After he was done he kissed you.

"You know what this means. I don't have to say it right." He said walking to his medicine cabinet to put stuff back in place.

"What if I want you to say it." You blushed, looking at him.

He sighs. "I love you Y/n."

You looked at him shocked.

"That's not what I Thought you were going to say." You blushed harder as he quickly turned to look. It looked like he gave himself whiplash.

"What." He said. I was his turn to blush.

"I wanted you to ask me to be your s/o." You chuckled.

"I thought we already established that."

"That's why I wanted you to say it."

"It has to be said verbally"

"YES"

...

"Well I love you, Y/n and I want to be with you." He said as he kissed you again. You kissed back.

"Okay I get it, you can stop now." You laughed through the kisses.

"No, now you have to say it back." He stopped to look at you.

Your foreheads touched.

"I love you Tighnari."

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What I write

Fluff

Angst

Oneshot

Headcannons

What I don't write

Smut

Yandere

Pedo stuff (huge age gaps)

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He/him - She/her - They/them pronouns are used

I do write child readers (platonicly only)

Hashira gets sick too

@den-shosha

An: for some fathers I go with their occupation from other fics.

Mitsuri’s ff is a Baker. Giyuu and Rengoku’s is a retired hashira. Shinobu’s is a doctor. Obanai, muichirou, sanemi and tengen are people from their past.

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Muichirou

Gets talkitive when sick

“Why am I sick”

“How has this happened”

“Can I move now”

“Did I get hurt on a mission. Why does it hurt to move?”

then when he can finally move- 

*Thud*

He passed out trying to leave his room

Mitsuri

Her being sick is like taking care of a puppy

She asked questions just to know what your doing

She trusts you with her life and this adds to her trust

Sanemi

definition of a 5 year old

you leave him alone for a second and he’s half way out the door

insults thrown at you constantly 

you don’t care cause you are a good father and will help your son

Obanai

does. not. like. help.

you have to wrestle him to force help

if you don’t he won’t get any better

“Please just listen to me. It’s for the best.”

“No… Go away.”

Tengen 

if he got sick cause of you he’s salty af

you and his wives are nursing him back to health

he’s not too difficult to take care of but he does complain a lot

“You cursed me you son of a bitch.”

“shut up and take your medicine.”

Rengoku

doesn’t like that he’s taking time off but likes getting time to spend with you and his family

you and Senjuro make his favorite food and other foods for his health

Shinjuro is the same as always 

“I’m glad I have you to help me when I need it, Y/n”

Shinobu

it was a surprise to see she was sick

she was determined to nurse herself 

you didn’t let that happen though

Giyuu

easiest of all to take care of

lets you do your thing

even if he doesn’t know what your giving him he won’t 

Hey how about the Hashira meeting Demon reader who has the same personality and abilities as Kiriko from Overwatch 2. If you don’t know who she is, then I’ll gladly explain. Kiriko is a ninja healer who uses kunai and is aided by a kitsune spirit. She can create protection suzu as well as healing ofuda to her allies. Kiriko is cheeky and full of life with a cheek styled humor and is not afraid of teasing others despite how intimidating they might be. She has youthful energy and intelligence making her extremely personable. If anyone sass or disrespects her, she makes a comeback. Like the fox spirit, she is a trickster but while being a lighthearted trickster, she has a strong moral compass and believes in taking care of those around her and is a natural leader. Also, she has a sweet tooth.

◡̈⋆ʜᴇʟʟᴏ(●’◡’●)ﾉ you did a great job explaining cause I had no idea who that is.

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Rengoku

Loves your help and enthusiasm

He can be reckless at times and to have someone to heal him is a life saver

If you went with him on the train and watched the lady throw a bun at him you'd chew her out

Tengen

His wives adore you (how could they not)

NFL he kinda jealous from all the attention you take away from him

Sanemi

Contant arguing

only Kagaya can shut the both of you up

He thinks he hates you but did down he knows if something happened to you he would be devastated

Obanai

It's was hard talking to him at first

The two of you only every agreed on one thing

'Mitsuri is an Angel'

Giyuu

You speak for him (in a good way of course)

If he doesn't know what to say or how to say it you say it for him

He is forever thank you it

Muichirou

He finally gets to be a kid with a friend

You tease each other constantly

to anyone else it looks like you are fighting but it's just harmless bickering

Shinobu

if you think you get along with her... you don't

She can freely express her emotions with you

She tolerates you cause you help with the injured but she does genuinely like your help

Mitsuri

If anyone says bad mouths her they'll have to deal with you. Point. Blank. Period.

The two of you always go to different bakers before and after missions

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Xiao x child reader

PLATONIC OBVIOUSLY

"Mr. Xiao!" The traveler and Paimon watched as you called out to the yaksha from the balcony of Wangshu Inn

"What do you want, Y/n." A voice said startling the traveler and Paimon but not you.

You ran to Xiao and hugged his legs.

"The traveler and Paimon wanted to meet you." Xiao looked up at the two forigen body's with an unchanging expression.

"I have no business with you mortals." And this that xiao picked you up and you both disappeared.

You didn't go far. Just to a near by mountain.

"That wasn't very nice, they only wanted to talk." You puffed out your cheeks while sitting on his lap.

He pushed you away

"I do not wish to be wrapped in mortals business. I have demons to slay."

"What about me then?"

"You are not human, you are not a demon, you are an adepti." Xiao stated mater of factly while pushing your hair out of your eyes.

The wind was gently and calming although it looked like a peaceful scene both were deep in thought about the traumatic history of the adepti.

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Y/n a monster a birth hated people and stayed away as best they could. But they kept coming.

A scream from a human that they'd seen a shadow in the distance and people go wild. Running with weapons and malicious intent.

One day the poor child had enough of running and decided to fight back.

He fought

And fought

And fought

Until he caught the attention of a certain god. Morax

Moral saw the child as a asset to help fight in the war and gave the child a name. Y/n.

Placing him in the care with the 5 yaksha and we all know how that goes.

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Xiao felt the child lean into him. Looking down he saw the child asleep with a content look on their face.

Xiao closed his eyes not finding sleep a possibility but still at least trying to enjoy the moment.

Hello, I hope you are well, could I ask for an Alastor and Teen!Reader, who focuses on their dynamics within the Haznin Hotel, situations like this where the reader is moody (I like that dynamic) but Alastor asks him to do something and his smile? (Sorry if it's not explained well)

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The game you've been playing, Honkai Star Rail (or anything else), had recently had an update and you wanted to catch up on the story quest. You got comfortable with snacks and blankets before diving into the game.

The last time you looked at the time it was 9:00pm.

It's currently 6:50am when you heard a knock on your door. You ignore it.

"I'm coming in." Alastor sang as he opened your door. You were buried under a mountain of blankets and pillows. You peeked out and saw Alastor sit on the side of your bed.

"We're making a new commercial for the hotel."

"Okay and?"

"You're going to be in it."

"Whyyyyyy."

"And you're gonna act lively WITH a smile unless you want me to give you something to frown about."

You groan.

"Oh come now, it's just for a 1 minute commercial.

"but it's so much work."

"Really Y/n." He sighed, "Get up and stop complaining." With a snap of his fingers, your clothes changed.

You reluctantly got up and followed him down stairs. Vaggie was more excited than usual as she approached you.

"This won't take long. If you cooperate, you'll be back to doing nothing in no time." She said sarcastically.

"Ya' know your tone was why people think you're a bi- you're mean." You have to stop yourself from cursing cause Alastor doesn't like it. He says it's improper. Alastor's smile widened at your self-restraint.

"A-n-yway let's make the commercial." She pulled you into her side and turned to face the other who, other than Nifty, looked unimpressed.

*time skip*

Charlie came back just in time to see the commercial air - before it was interrupted.

"YOU GOTTA BE FUCKING KIDDING!" You jumped up from your spot on the couch.

"Nice restraint Y/n."

"I smiled and everything." You whined while dramatically leaning over his lap.

"I know and it was such a lovely smile. You should smile more." He successfully comforted you.

"That was a smile? If I were alive and saw that I would've thought I you were the grim reaper." Angel laughed. You quickly sat up and glared at him.

"At least I was moaning every line."

"I was entertaining. The only thing you had going for you was your 'smile'. "

"Both of you shut up we can't hear the tv."

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art by: @ghostly-one

"Can I ask for a Desna X reader who dresses gothic and desna doesn't really show a lot of physical intimacy so there cuddling and he stars to like the thought of being hug and touch " @sage101

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starting off he loves your sense of style. No matter what you wear he loves you in it

the gothic look just fits him. I cannot see him or his sister in lightly colored outfits even for occasions like a weddings

Unlike Esca he isn't outward with his emotions. instead its subtle signs that tell you he loves you

with that being said PDA is a no, cuddling, kissing, hugging, etc would make him flustered (its adorable)

#1 cuddling

You were lying on your bed after a long day when Desna came in. He looked absolutely drained.

"Are you alright Des? you look dead." You sat up propping yourself on your arms as he deadpanned at you.

"Wow thanks, I feel so loved."

You laughed at this and raised you blanket for him. He lit up like a christmas tree.

He couldn't look at you as he crawled under the blanket facing away from you.

#2 kissing

He doesn't kiss you in public. No debating on that.

But behind closed doors it more "frequent".

Like today you and Desna were sitting the couch. You were resting on his shoulder as you both read the same book.

"Can we pause, I have to use the bathroom."

He nodded placing the book upside down while keeping the page.

You smiled and kissed him on his cheek as you got up and ran to the bathroom.

"Don't surprise me like that!" He shouted at you, like you knew he would.

#3 hugging

This is the one thing that might happen in public.

You surprised him. He accepted it.

You're not a fighter, though you are a bender (any element). So needless to say you had no idea what was happening with his father but best believe when you heard you took the fastest (mode of transport) to get to him.

Once you saw him you practically tackled him.

"I heard what happened. Are you alright." You held his face and checked him all over.

He would've been surprised if the situation was so serious. He grabbed your hands and looked directly in your eyes.

"im fine."

#4 etc

I think we all know what 'etc' means in this case( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

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I'm sorry it took so long