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No, I’m totally not crying because of how cute this is-

Taking Saramouche's hat off and putting it on your head.

(He's just staring at you like "??")

Yes, you were bored. That was a given by the way you flopped around the bed and meandered about the house. You had done everything that you thought of but nothing held your attention for long. Why were some days just so much less fun than others.

Scara sat with his back pressed into the armchair. His leg crossed as he looked over documents. It was supposed to be a day off for the both of you, but when you woke up and he was busy reviewing reports and shooing off a Fatui agent by the time you entered the living room, you knew those plans were on hold.

So, you stood by the counter and took a sip of your morning beverage while you watched him work. Rude, pay attention to me. You huffed into your drink as the thought fell to the bottom of your cup.

That's when you noticed something about his attire and the slyest idea slipped into your mind.

Carefully, you made your way toward him arms stretched outward while your feet moved as softly as they could. When you within reach, you snatched his hat that dangled in the corner of the chair and swiftly placed it on your head.

"What are you doing?" Scara asked, his tone disinterested which conflicted with his question.

"Mmm, nothing." You bit your lip and spun around, holding onto the edge of the hat to keep it in place. The weight of it threw you off and you stumbled backward with a delighted giggle.

"That's not a toy." He twisted, eyes tracking you as you moved like a freshly born fawn in the living room.

"Yeaaa, but you have to admit," skipping to the mirror you looked at your self in the reflection. Fingers testing the balance of the large circular hat before realizing it would fall without their assistance. "I do look good in this ... Even if I have to hold on."

"Come here." You did as requested, galloping around the couch and coffee table to stand in front of him. He gestured for you to lower yourself and you did, making sure your legs were comfortable on the floor as you moved in-between his. His index finger pushed up your chin and you did your best to keep the hat from falling. "Don't move, I'll show you how to wear it."

"Yay!" You smiled so grandly at him that the color of your joy found his cheeks. "I can see why you wear it," you began, watching him intently as he adjusted the large adornment on your head. "It must make you feel powerful too."

When he finished, he pulled your hands away and let you test the way it fit. You were shocked that it didn't slip and laughed again. You're eyes were closed, that's why you didn't see him move close to you nor see the devious, dangerous smile that stretched across his lips. "That's not what makes me powerful."

Another benefit of a hat this large meant that private moments like these could only be enjoyed by the two under it's shade.

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Please write another part or something, I can’t live without knowing how this ends! 😭😭😭

Part three of the Diluc fic?? Pls I need it

I'm glad you need it, because here it is!

Cue evil smile.

(Part 1 here, part 2 here)

Harsh Words: Tell me More

(Diluc X Reader: Part 3)

Perhaps your avoidance was becoming something of a nuisance to Diluc. Perhaps it was becoming the object of his obsession.

Either way, he was at the complete mercy of the little information he could actually find as to where the hell you had decided to disappear off to for the last ten days. He was certain - more than certain, given how many times he had asked his network - that you had left the city. Not that he could even blame you, really. He knew it was his fault that you had decided to leave. Somewhere deep in his soul, he knew.

But he couldn’t let you go. It was making him ill just thinking about it.

His main lead as to where you were lies in the hands of his very own brother. He knew that the last day he had seen you - a begotten day that refuses to cease haunting him - you had visited Kaeya. He knew that you had gotten help escaping notice from the search for you through him. How funny it was, that even though you were missing, the assigned knights under Kaeya just so happened to not be able to find you. How awfully convenient it was that they had decided to only search within city walls. It was all too telling.

Diluc wasn’t buying it. Kaeya had to know where you went off to.

“Master Diluc.” A voice called to him quietly, rounding the corner of the winery interior with Adelinde trailing behind. He peered up from his desk, quickly collecting the papers in front of him into a single pile.

“Jean.” He greeted back. “Unusual for you to visit.”

“Yes, I suppose so.” She stepped closer to the desk, her actions seemingly careful as she peered at the pages. “I was… well, it was suggested that I check on you. There seems to be some concern over your current state.”

“So Kaeya sent you.” Diluc leaned back in his chair with a low huff. “I’m sorry to have wasted your time, Jean. I’m perfectly alright.”

She was silent. He could tell by the way that she refused to look away that she didn’t believe a word of that. “If I ask you something, will you be honest with me?”

“Perhaps.”

She took a deep breath. “Do you know why Y/N left Mondstadt?”

Diluc’s eyes set into focus, then became hazy with the memories fazing by him. His expression darkened and it took him less than a moment to recognise the monster within himself.

Jean watched the shifts carefully, meticulously.

“My apologies for wasting your time, Jean.” He looked down; Her eyes followed once more to the paper, the perfectly cursive handwriting - his handwriting - was written in blunt, short details, traces of information, and extraneous details.

Every single line about you.

Jean spotted your name, stepping closer to the table once again.

“As the acting grandmaster, I’m sorry to have to do this to you Master Diluc.”

The sheath of metal snapped his attention to her, and his eyes were met with the close point of a blade. “Diluc Ragvindr, you are under arrest for connections to the missing persons case of Y/N.”

Diluc heard the sound of voices outside: More knights. Of course she hadn’t come alone, not when Kaeya hadn’t bothered to show up himself. His mind wandered momentarily; He could take them all out with ease should he select the murderous path. For you, he would.

But for you, for finding you, it would be far more advantageous to comply, and fast.

“If I tell you everything, here, will you let me go?”

Her eyes narrowed, her expression closing in as she considered the words. Then, she sheathed her sword in a swift motion and pulled on the opposing chair, taking a seat. “To be clear, this won't clear you of arrest if there’s still reason to. Start talking.”

And he did. For once, he actually told the full truth.

Diluc told her everything, the entirety of the fight; The escalation when you and him had both doubled down on your opinions of your friendships, the yelling that occurred and his refusal to let you leave. Breakfast, the drinks, and Kaeya. He told her of his suspicions that Kaeya knew where you were, almost certainly. He told her that the morning you fought, and he had hurt you, that he knew he had seriously fucked up.

Jean watched him carefully, her silence a looming presence between them. She reached down and lifted a piece of paper, the one of many on his desk that had details scribbled all over the page in a kind of organisational madness.

“Diluc.” He voice was quiet. “Do you realise the gravity of what you have done?”

He pressed his lips into a thin line. “I don’t know.” If he was able to give anything to stop himself from shaking right now, his honestly was where he could start. He knew he was petulant when it came to his emotions, maybe because he his self-understanding is that of a child.

Emotional repression has its downsides.

“May Barbatos bring Y/N to a safe place.” Jean stood. “Wherever that may be.”

“What are you implying?” He felt like he was going to cry.

“I mean to say, Diluc, that they’ve probably already left Mondstadt.” Jean stepped away from the chair with a sigh. “I will inquire with Captain Kaeya as to any leads regarding Y/N’s whereabouts. Whether that information will be relayed back to you is still to be decided.”

“Jean.” Diluc stood, hand resting atop the papers. Their eyes were caught. “Please.”

She held his gaze for a moment, searching for exactly what she found. “I cannot guarantee anything to you, Master Diluc.” She held the paper she had taken out to him, and he took it back with a somber expression.

Regret, devastation, and an unwavering dedication that told her that Diluc was going to become a problem.

——

Jean stepped into the headquarters with an unusually blank expression on her face.

In the foyer, two voices pierced her attention. Kaeya held a piece of paper covered in crayon markings, excitedly talking to an excited Klee who was smiling and laughing at the words which seemed to miss the acting grandmaster’s ears.

“Kaeya.” Jean called out as she approached the two with a steady pace.

“Good morning master Jean!” Klee smiled at her, the brightness bringing a small smile to her own face.

“Good morning Klee.” Jean knelt down and placed a hand on Klee’s head. “I need to speak to Kaeya. Would you mind hanging out with miss Lisa for a little while?”

“Is Kaeya in trouble?” The young girl asks with a frown. It was almost adorable.

Jean chuckles, drawing her hand away. “He might be, but probably not. I have to ask him some questions to find out.” The girl’s expression twisted, and the door of the library opened - Lisa might have been listening in, Jean had determined.

“But mister Kaeya would never do anything bad.”

“I don’t think he did either, but I have some very important questions to ask him. I promise that you’ll be able to see him in a little while.”

“It’s alright, Klee. I’ll be back out in a moment.” Kaeya ruffles her hair with his spare hand.

Klee tugs on his sleeve. “You promise?”

“I promise. Now, go find miss Lisa and I’ll be there in a few minutes.”

“Mm, okay!” Klee smiled and turned around. “Bye master Jean, bye Kaeya!” She waved as she wandered toward the open door of the library. Jean stood back up and peered toward the door, giving Lisa a small nod of acknowledgement before the door closed behind the librarian.

The acting grandmaster turned her attention to the cavalry captain. She caught his eye, and he nodded.

“You went to Dawn Winery, didn’t you?”

She turned swiftly on her heel. “My office.”

The two walked into the office and she closed the door, stepping around the desk as he stood in front of it. Here, they wouldn’t be overheard.

“Diluc tells me of his suspicions that you may be hiding Y/N’s location.”

“He would think that, wouldn’t he?” It wasn’t much of a question.

“Kaeya.” She crossed her arms. “Is it true?”

He hesitated, eyes dancing around the desk as he placed the drawing Klee had done down on it. “Let me explain why I did it before you do anything.” His voice was drawn, soft.

Jean was silent, leaving the floor open for him to talk. He sat down with a sigh.

“Diluc’s behaviour toward Y/N seemed to escalate to a point where it was no longer the best thing for them to be around him. They asked me what they needed to do and I told them to take some time away from Mondstadt?”

“You were trying to protect them?”

“Yes.”

Jeans sighs, sitting in her chair. “I see. This does align with everything I was told.”

“What were you told?”

She eyed him carefully. “He informed me of all the events leading up to Y/N’s disappearance. He suspected that you may have been involved in arranging such a thing. It seems to me that that is the truth.”

“It is.” Kaeya admitted.

“And you lied to the knights about this.”

He folded his hands into his lap. “Perhaps I shouldn’t have, but I couldn’t assure their safety if I had done that from the start. The knights don’t have the full story. If someone had told Diluc, then… who knows.”

“That wasn’t your decision to make, Kaeya.”

He pressed his lips into a thin line. “Master Jean, with all due respect, you don’t know Diluc and Y/N as well as I do. He is going to snap when he finds out where they are.”

“When?” She questioned.

“It’s only a matter of time, isn’t it?”

Jean shuffled the folders on her desk and found the one for your disappearance. “Are you going to tell me where they are?”

“I don’t have a choice, do I?”

“You have the choice to lie.” She crossed her arms on the table. “But I wouldn’t recommend it."

——

“Master Diluc.” Adelinde placed a letter onto the table, right by the food that he wasn’t too keen on eating right now. “An anonymous note. Some information about Y/N.”

That got him to look up. “A note?” His eyebrows creased. “Bring it here.”

She hesitated, but followed his command. He took the piece of paper and read over it quickly. His eyes seemed to shine ever so much as his eyes scanned the words, almost frantically, over and over and over.

“Maybe the guild isn’t as useless as the knights after all.” He placed the letter aside and picked up his utensils. “Thank you, Adelinde. I’ll be leaving the winery in an hour. Make sure everything is set.”

“Of course.” She dismissed herself with a curtsey, wandering away.

Diluc let out a deep laugh, one that didn't give him even the slightest silver of a smile upon his face. Maybe Jean was right in that look that he had given her, the one that told him he wasn't in a good mental state. Maybe even Kaeya had been in the right to have her check in on him. He wasn't going to stop.

When he was finally stopped, he ate the entire meal in front of him for the first time in two weeks. He was going to need the energy if he was going to make it all the way through Dragonspine.

But that was neither here nor there.

In the darkness of the early night, your own hands graced a letter, and you let out a curse. It was time to move again.

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This.

Sad that we live in a world where you’re judged for keeping your baby alive and trying your hardest to do right by the baby you bought into this world.

You should never feel ashamed for breastfeeding your baby in public areas, breasts are sadly highly sexualized due to media and sick-minded people more than ever nowadays. 

If you think breastfeeding is “gross”, “weird”, “sexual”, or anything of the sort, get yourself checked into a mental hospital because you are mentally ill.

A baby has the right to eat just as much as anybody else does.

A mother has the right to feed her baby without being judged.

If you can’t handle that, then don’t go back outside, they shouldn’t have to stay inside just because you’re a sick individual that can’t handle the sight of a baby eating.

*To all mothers reading this, you’re doing right by your baby and you don’t have to be ashamed or hide just because you’re trying to keep your baby alive. Stay strong. ❤

What about Levi x reader with a new baby and she is already a little insecure about breastfeeding cause it's just not going right. Then, out and about one day they realize they forgot a bottle and she decides to breastfeed in public (which can be controversial) and Levi tries to shield reader and the baby for her comfort and tells off anyone who has something to say. It starts going much better after that with both reader and baby getting the hang of things.

And it's totally cool if it's not up your alley. But if you want, a story or HC discussion, whatever you think. And, what DO you think Levis reaction is?... I almost went with something different but couldn't stop thinking of this.

Personally? I think there is nothing wrong with breastfeeding in public. Baby gotta eat. Only became a problem because breasts have been over-sexualised. Let that woman feed in public! Let the baby eat! Stop making women feel ashamed of their bodies!

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Only natural

Pairing: Levi x Reader

Genre and tags: Modern AU, fluff, cute, first time parents, newborns, dad Levi, protective Levi.

Concept: Levi can see how exhausted you seem from your baby not latching on when it comes to breastfeeding. Your husband suggests a nice walk in the park to relax you a bit. As you walk, your baby starts to fuss needing food. You check the bags but can't find the bottles, which means you have to feed your baby in public. Levi shields you from prying eyes and shuts up anyone who makes a comment. You don't care because your baby finally feeds.

Levi rocked his little baby in his arms with a soft smile on his face. Things had gone perfectly so far. You were healing well, he was changing nappies and doing the middle of the night wake ups and your baby was healthy. You were both a well-oiled machine full of love, but there was just one issue.

Your baby was refusing to breastfeed. Levi could see it was getting to you emotionally, so he was doing everything he could to support you. He was giving you massages, baths, all the good food. Levi was a fantastic husband and father. He did everything for you, which is why he felt awful that he couldn't fix this one thing for you.

He approached you sitting on the sofa looking mentally tired. "I have an idea."

You smiled at your husband and sweet baby. "Oh yeah?"

"I think all three of us need to get out of this house. How about a walk in the park?"

You got up and sighed. "Perfect idea." You kissed your husband, then tickled your baby's cheek with love in your eyes. "Sweet baby."

He handed the baby over. "I'll get everything together."

"Thanks." You smiled down at your newborn. "So cute. We make cute babies."

Levi hummed a laugh and got distracted by gazing at you. "Yeah." He blushed and hurried with the rest. "Come on."

You lay your baby in the carrier and sighed. "There we go."

Levi pushed the pram as you hugged his arm. He led the way to the park and walked slowly with you. He smiled a little as he felt you relaxing with each step. He just wanted to fix everything and make things perfect. He wanted you to be happy. He knew there would be some issues and he was prepared, but he was too prepared. He knew he needed to take a step back and let you feel.

You jumped when your baby started fussing. "Have you got a bottle?"

Levi checked the bag hanging on the pram. "I should." He felt a cold rush through him. "I swear I packed them...oh...shit I got distracted. I'm sorry."

You nibbled your lip. "Levi?"

He led you to a bench. "Just try, okay?"

You nodded. "Okay."

He handed you the baby. "Here." He took his cardigan off as you started pulling your top down on one side. He hid your breast and the baby with his cardigan. "That okay?"

You gulped. "Yeah. Thank you." You massaged the top of your breast. "Alright little bean, feed from mummy."

"Unbelievable." A man tutted. "Feeding in public? Children could see."

Levi glared at him. "Listen, asshole. Breastfeeding is perfectly natural and my baby needs to eat. You going to let a baby starve because you only see breasts as things for pleasure?"

The man scrunched his nose up. "Breasts are sexual things!"

"Then why the fuck do they make milk for babies? If they were just for pleasure, then they wouldn't produce shit and just be sensitive things."

You looked at your husband. "Levi?"

"Hold on, sugarplum." He stood up and pointed at the man. "You don't know what we've been through, you don't know us, you aren't the police and her breast isn't hanging out."

"Levi!"

He turned to you. "Honey."

You smiled. "It's working."

Levi lit up. "Wait, really?"

You welled up and nodded. "Yes. I'm finally breastfeeding."

Levi sat down and put his arm around you. "I'm so glad." He kissed the top of your head. "I bet you're going to sleep tonight."

You giggled. "I am."

He wiped your tears away. He kissed you, then pulled back the cardigan a little and looked down at his baby feeding. "Hungry, aren't you?"

"Very, it seems." You laughed and looked up at the man. "Fuck off!" You smiled when he ran off. "Honestly! Who is he to say how I use my breasts? Asshole."

Levi hummed a laugh. "You're a wonderful mother."

"Thank you. You're the best dad and husband." You kissed him and moaned a little. "I love you."

"Love you too."

You gasped. "Oh, burping time."

Levi took his baby from you and held them against his chest. He patted their little back until they burped. "All done."

You tucked yourself away and sighed. "Thank you."

"I'll do anything for you both." He lay his little bean in their pram before pulling you close and holding you. He rocked the pram to get his little one to sleep. "Anything."

You nuzzled the crook of Levi's neck. "Thank you."