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AU where everyone wears crocks except kirishima

Heyyy :) I was wondering if I could request a Diluc x gn reader where Diluc sees readers OLD self harm scars while they are like doing the dishes or sumn. Totally no pressure or anything, and I’m sorry if this makes you uncomfortable

^ anon, you should be very proud of yourself for overcoming your self-harm. No one but you can understand what it took for you to get to where you are. I don’t know what went on or what’s happening with you now, I just hope that you are happy and doing things that keep you safe!

If you read this, and you need a reminder -> please know that there are so many ways to deal with the pain - some can be helpful, and some (while seeming helpful) can be harmful. I’m not qualified to tell you what to do, all I can tell you is that you have more capabilities to overcome something than you know - be proud of your growth and keep fighting every day 💗💗

Moving Forward

Warning -> mentions of past self-harm (potential trigger warning!), hurt, anxiety 

Includes: Diluc

Character x GN reader  |  Anthology

(potential trigger warning)*

Diluc always wondered why you wore clothes that covered your arms, and, even on hot days, you wore things that would completely cover you. He also was prone to wearing long clothes, so he didn’t pay too much attention to it, really - maybe you were cold?

The first time he caught a glimpse of your arms was when you were helping clear out the weeds around the vineyard. You had pulled your sleeve up your arm and wiped the sweat from your forehead 

He’d seen scars on people - especially those in the adventurers guild or the knight's order, but yours seems to be strange. They were uniform and only on one side of your arm instead of places where a normal blade might cut 

The second time he saw them you were helping out the owners of the Floral Whisper. They were trying to set up their displays for the day and had grabbed you as you walked by. Again, he noticed the scars, but this time on your other arm - their same strangely uniform placement 

The third time - he asked you about them 

“Hey, I’ve almost got all of this put-away, can you let them know they should be ready in a few minutes.” You lifted the final crate of wine bottles onto the cart and slid them against the others. There was a satisfying sound as they slipped into place. 

The warm sun had started to heat up your shirt and you wanted to cool off. You made your way to the back of the winery and pumped the water from the reservoir. The cold water felt good on your hands. Slowly, you rolled up your sleeves before you cupped the water in your palms and threw it over your face. It was so refreshing, especially after all the work you got done that morning. 

“Dang it.” You expressed, your eyes closed and filled with water. You had forgotten to grab a towel, and even though you could brush the water from your face, you wished there was a way to dry off. 

“Here.” You hear a voice next to you and feel fabric rub against your face. 

“Ah, thanks!” You take the towel in your hands and dab the water off your skin, your neck, and your arms. “Oh, I thought that was you, Diluc.” 

“I saw you head this way.” 

“Yeah, I needed to cool off. Thanks for this.” You gesture with the towel before draping it over the spigot. You were about to head back to make sure everything was in order when he grabbed onto your wrist. “Uh?” 

“I’ve noticed these several times now, and I am curious as to how you got them.” He held your wrist up to the sunlight, and your stomach drops. 

Desperately, you try to come up with an excuse. “Oh … uh, these are from fighting slimes by the river.” 

“You know I can’t believe that.” He doesn’t let go of your wrist. 

You wish he would just leave it alone. You pry his fingers from you and quickly pull down your sleeves. “Just don’t worry about it. It’s not that big of a deal.” 

“Then why are you lying to me?” His eyes bore into you, they are heavy and you wonder why there isn’t more air outside. 

“I’m … not really. It’s just you don’t need to concern yourself.” You try to play it off. You let out a little laugh as if it really is just a simple thing. 

“Fine.” His tone is sharp and you knew your attempt to lighten the mood failed. He walks off and the pit in your stomach grows bigger. You chase after him. When you catch up you place your hands against his chest and stop him from moving. The two of you stand by the rock barrier separating the winery from the road. 

“Hold on … I know you’re irritated.” 

“Why would I be? This doesn’t concern me, does it.” Again, his words hit your heart and sink into the dark pit. 

“I’m sorry. It’s just, I haven’t talked about this with anyone in a long time. I didn’t think …” you’re trying to find the words to explain, it’s all just very hard. 

“You didn’t think I could care?” 

“No …” 

“You didn’t think I would understand?” 

“No, I don’t know. Hold on.” You push your hands against his chest to press the point you need him to stop. “Look, I want to explain to you, but you have to know that this was something I did a long time ago. I don’t … I don’t do this now.” 

He just stares at you. 

“A long time ago I was really struggling. I needed to figure out some things and it was all just so much to bear. So,” You roll up your sleeves and show him your arms. The light warms your skin and reminds you that these scars, while always there, had healed a long time ago. “I felt like this was the only thing that alleviated everything that was building up. Like they released the hurt. Do you understand?” 

You look at him with a pained expression. You want him to understand you. You want him to see that you are better now and that these things don’t define you. When he doesn’t say anything you return your gaze to your arms and back to the scars. 

When you see Diluc’s hands covering them, you look back at his face. He is giving you such a soft, compassionate expression. 

“I know what it feels like to be in pain. To want to block it all out and find some way to break through it. I understand.” He tracks your gaze as he speaks, if you look down, he dips his head, if you look away he pulls you back. “Thank you, for telling me.” 

“Mhm,” you respond, giving him a small smile. 

“And you don’t feel the need to do this anymore?” 

“No. Like I said, I found other ways to cope.” 

“Good.” He wrapped you in his arms, not caring at this moment if others saw you. He just wanted you to know you weren’t alone. 

“I will be here if things ever become painful again. Don’t forget that.” 

“I won’t. Thank you, Diluc.” 

Now that he knows, he doesn’t pay them any attention. He doesn’t linger on them, he doesn’t kiss them more than he would any other part of your body

He doesn’t bring them up

He doesn’t want you to feel reminded of your past, instead, he wants you to look forward to your future

IF you want to chat - you can let me know - here is another good resource

dragon hybrid s/o w/diluc, venti, albedo, & kaeya

a/n; i,, got bored, i thought about doing this with a dog hybrid s/o but nah, tall dragon hybrid s/o <3

also for reference I'd say reader is about 6'7 ish? maybe taller.

warnings; slight nsfw themes in kaeya's (whoops), these characters might be ooc idk

diluc ragnvindr

he's fairly surprised that someone of your kind exists in this world

but he supposes nothing is impossible

he likes your height

he's just not used to being shorter than someone

also he's not used to that someone being a dragon hybrid

hugs are so nice <3 he's so warm and he's so sweet with you

he gets scared to touch your tail or your horns

he likes to know as much as he can about you so he can accommodate for you

both of you are such an intimidating duo without realizing it

he makes sure no one teases you about how you look

you pamper him with being big spoon sometimes and just with anything else in general

venti

you and dvalin are besties <3

venti loves how tall you are so much!

he makes you carry him on his back

cute gliding buds

you don't really have wings though but venti is happy to teach you about how to glide

he will write a song about you

he's always the little spoon, he's always down to be coddled :( i love him pls

literally gentle giant and small gremlin type beat

venti about to throw hands at anyone who tries to even hurt you

sometimes, sometimes when you're in windrise, he lets you rest on his lap

you try to tell him you're too heavy but he doesn't give a damn

albedo

he's so enamored with you

he just wants to know so much about you

he might've done some experiments in trying to find out if you had powers that didn't require a vision

he's so short but that's okay <3

he would draw you all day if he could

he makes sure to tell you how much he appreciates your features

constant reassurance from him so you never feel insecure <3

he's so sweet abt everything

sometimes he does ask for weird things like your spit or some form of dna bc he really wants to know more about your kind, but other than that, complete sweetheart

he's not one for cuddles or affection often but that's only because he doesn't know how to initiate or even give affection

he's gonna take it REALLY slow

kaeya alberich

he's a bit of a lil shit but you still love him

during like really intimate or calm moments when his hands are tracing over your face, he really like the texture of the scales on your cheeks

he stares at you so lovingly because he "wants to memorize every part of your face"

this man is so whipped without realizing it

he also avoids touching your tail and horns

if he teases you, you usually tease him back tenfold with your tail wrapped around his waist

he's no sub,,, HOWEVER- tall dragon person 🛐🛐 he will gladly go on his knees for you

sometimes after a long day of work, he will just go into your arms and just sleep

you're happy to take care of him and him with you ofc

occasional visits to liyue are a must, not only bc of commissions but for a little getaway vacation for you and him <3

bakugou: i'm just saying, next time i'm gonna get you

midoriya: i'm just saying, i beat you twice

bakugou: the first time was a tie

midoriya: and the second time?

bakugou: ...there were no witnesses the second time

Modern AU // misc Jojo’s x reader texts 

Concubine au; Crepus and god!Reader have their bathtime together. As it turns out, Crepus has good memory and recalls all the pleasures his God has given him. As your favorite, you decide to reward him for this.

Notes: GN/Dom Reader, handjobs, "lamb" as a pet name, corruption, possessiveness, 1455 words.

@3rdgymbros hey I have our dilf hot n ready

Red had become your favorite color since he came along. Long curls of red wine brushed neatly and tied back with a white ribbon as he was presented to you. He was older than the other concubines you had at least by ten years; he has experienced the world far longer. His youth was over, but his passion was not.

His fingers, thick and unpolished, trace over your wet skin from beneath the bath. Rose petals float around the both of you in a subtle pink water. You take a deep breath, inhaling the wonderous scent that calms you. You sit on the lap of your most beloved concubine, leaning your head against his chest as you submerge yourself lower into the bath.

"There were dozen of new worshippers outside the temple today, meaning more wishes and requests," You take a deep breath and focus on the distant sound of the small waterfalls that filtered the bathhouse. "A bountiful basket of requests makes me feel like a human getting old, I might start losing my memory."

You giggle at your remark, tilting your head to look up at Crepus.

"No offense to your memory."

"Oh, my memory isn't bad. Not at all," Crepus brings your hand to his lips. His beard sweeps across your skin like a brush. Tingles rush down your arm.

"You're right. I think if I quizzed you right now you'd know everything."

 Crepus laughs along with you. His chest flexes against your back. His laugh is deep and rich. By experience, you know how his laughter creates delicious vibration, and you could feel it in his chest. 

"I can't possibly determine that for sure, but I would give it but my all for you." Crepus brushes his nose against your head, giving it a nuzzle before his lips kiss your freshy shampooed hair.

"You would. I know you would," You twist around to face him and wrap your arms around his broad shoulders. "I will quiz you right now."

Crepus looks hesitant with his brows furrowed. "If that's what you wish." A smirk creeps up on your face.

You sweep a strand of his red hair away from his face, but not before twirling it around your finger for a moment, admiring that pretty red you have grown to adore.

"If you pass, I will give you a reward. If not, a punishment." Crepus nods his head. He has no expression of fear or anxiety. He eyes remained glued to yours. Though his fingers twitched on your hips when you ran your finger up and down his chest. He would not act until you told him to.

"What's my favorite body part on you?"

Crepus sucks in a breath, taking a moment to pause and compose as he thinks.

"Fingers. You say their thickness and length feels nice inside you, even in your mouth. You like the way I caress your skin like following the roads of a map." Crepus answers smoothly, not a second wasted in his breath.

"Correct," You grab one of his hands off your hip and bring it to your mouth. You daintily glide your lips across his fingertips before taking in his index finger into your mouth. Your tongue rolls over it a couple of times before releasing it.

Crepus remains smiling. He didn't jump or make a sound, but your hips were not immune to the feeling of his hardening member beneath the water.  You shift yourself closer.

"Next question is how many times have I made you cum in one night."

"Six." Crepus sucks in a breath when your nails dance across his neck, soon finding their way to his damp hair and twirling a strand. "Twice was foreplay. Three times during the act. Last one was in the midst of cleaning me up."

"Good! You're so devoted to me, aren't you?"

Crepus closes his eyes and hums. Your lips attach to his neck, leaving gentle kisses across the side and ending up on his Adam's apple. Crepus had leaned his head back to give you room.

"You'll always remember my touch, won't you?" You blow down his neck and onto his collarbone. The cooling breezs of your breath on his heated skin brings goosebumps to his skin.

"Only yours..." Crepus murmurs, dazed with stars dancing around his head.

You look back up to Crepus, gently smacking his cheeks. His beard tingled again against your fingers. He blinks away the daze in his eyes, focusing back on you.

"Now now, you're so close to your reward," your finger dives down into the water and swims around his cock that stands at full attention. Tiny bubbles kiss around his member, enticing a low hum and his body to shift. "One more question, and it'll be tough this time."

Crepus nods his head, gentle determination in his eyes as you take in a breath.

"Who's my favorite lamb?"

Crepus opens his mouth before shutting it as he realizes the question. You're still gazing into his eyes, still awaiting his response patiently. He bites his cheeks.

"This isn't a trick question, Crepus," You nuzzle your face into his neck. His pulse is racing, it makes you want to kiss and bite until he passes out. "Answer it. You should know, I never even had to tell you."

Your hand draws down his chest, rubbing circles down to his stomach. His breathing becomes heavier as his eyes gloss over. With trembling lips, he leans in, hot breath tickling your face.

"Me." His lips come in contact with your cheek, slowly working his way down to your neck. You chuckle, shivering from the brush of his beard. He nuzzles like a cat scenting his possessions.

"Co-hmn...Correct." You stutter as Crepus braves himself to suck on your neck. You give him his moment to let him do as he pleases, probably leaving marks that will become your necklace for the next few days.

"My good lamb, you've earned your reward now."

Crepus stops kissing to moan as you grip his shaft. You move at a tantalizing pace, slowly working your fingers up to the underside of his head. Crepus releases your neck entirely and moves to your lips, moaning into your mouth.

Your other hand tangles in his hair. His hair feels like the soft petals of rose, smooth and covered with the dew of the morning rain. You love to brush it, touch it, yank it.

Thumbing the slit of his head has you bouncing in his lap, his hips jerking you up in the water.

"Don't bounce around so much, Lamb. I have to reward you properly." You scold lightheartedly, but Crepus nods and stiffens up, the muscles in his thighs straining to keep still as you twist your wrist.

"C-Cumming soon," Crepus pants and squeezes your hips, kneading the squishy skin of your body. "The water...we shouldn't-"

"Do not mind it. It'll get cleaned up." You lean in closer until your noses touched. "But my hand will always be tainted. You're going to dirty your God's hand, I'm allowing you to lay your sin on my beautiful hand. Do you like that?"

Crepus whimpers; it's a very boyish and uncommon sound to come from him. It's a sign of just how turned on he is. For a God to be rewarding him with their pure touch to his filthy cock, it's a mesmerizing thought, a mesmerizing sight to see beneath the ripples of the water your lovely hand on his red cock playing with his head.

Crepus leans into your neck one final time, inhales your tantalizing scent before biting down gently on your shoulder as he releases. His hips thrusting into your palm.

"You belong to me, your body and seed. I'll make you feel so good you'll never want to slip away from me," you whisper into his ear, blowing on the shell.

Crepus moans into your skin as he calms down. The only sounds are his heartbeat and your delicious voice ringing in his head. When he releases his mouth, there's marks; a circular red outline with molds of his teeth. He immediately begins kissing and licking that spot, spewing out apologies for doing such a thing without your permission.

"You lick like a dog whose bitten his owner." You pat his back and hush him. "It's okay, I will allow it. I know you humans can have weak wills."

Crepus turns back to meeting your eyes. His are tired and worn, but passionate as you've always known them for. Your smile is warm, adoring. You bring your hands to cup face. Your fingers are shriveled, and so are his. Your thumb strokes his cheek before closing in on his lips.

"My favorite lamb."

IT'S OUR LITTLE MEOW MEOW'S SPECIAL DAY, EVERYBODY!!!!

➵ Anonymous: could you do trans razor icons please?

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⭒ kaeya with an artsy s/o headcanons ⭒

request for @cheshirepirouette: Hello! Could I request headcanons for Kaeya with an s/o who’s particularly artsy? Not a slouch when it comes to combat, but chronic pain has them a bit more conscious of how they spend their energy, so they devote most of their time to learning to create things through different mediums like yarn or silk, clay, even learning to play piano, anything that catches their eye when feeling well enough- They’d tend to flit around between projects as interests grow and wane but they’re always ready to make something personal for the one they love, and tend to be pretty sweet and silly overall? This was very long skjfdhlsf thank you, and I love your blog!

aaa i love this request omg!!! i can really relate to this, and that may be why this was so easy for me to write LOL it took me less than half an hour (that is not normal)

i hope you enjoy it! and thank you, i’m so glad you like my blog so much <3

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pairing: kaeya/reader

characters: kaeya alberich

genre: fluff

word count: 483

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⋆ very understanding and encouraging! will make jokes about how he’s “alright with being the fighter” between you two, but it’s always genuinely lighthearted

⋆ he thinks it’s really impressive that you can have so many different hobbies and projects. even if you don’t think you’re amazing at a particular skill, kaeya is quick to tell you that being “just alright” at a wide variety of activities is something you should be proud of

⋆ always encourages you to try anything you’re thinking about, along with furthering the things you’ve already tried

⋆ if you’re struggling with anything at all, he does his best to help. looking at new methods? sure, he’ll do them with you. need new or more materials? he’s already heading for the door, just tell him what you need.

⋆ he cherishes every single thing you make for him, again, even if you don’t think it’s “good.” to kaeya, the fact that you took time to make him anything at all means more than the actual quality of the final product

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Hi hi hi!! I love your writing, I've been binging so much of BNHA fic accounts and you're one of my very favourites!! Could you possibly do a memelord reader and Bakugou who pretends not to understand what she's talking about and catches her off guard and makes her do a snort laugh?? I sometimes get surprised by my super todoroki-esque roommate and I have to hold my nose so I don't snort !! I love u! XXXX

I’m pretty sure I know who requested this and if I’m right, even if I’m wrong just know I love you because the concept of Bakugou with a bubbly jokey s/o is one of my favorites

Warnings: swearing

Pairing: Katsuki Bakugou x reader

 - Spending any amount of time near Kaminari you just kinda absorb meme knowledge regardless of if you want to or not 

- So naturally Bakugou knows exactly what she’s going on about

- She doesn’t need to know he knows though 

- It’s way funnier to watch her pout when he stares at her with a blank face before walking away 

- She’ll follow him around while complaining about how that last reference was funny and he has no taste 

- “Come on! That one was gold!” “The only thing that was, was complete bul-” “Tsuki!”

- No one is sure how they get along so well 

- Like you’d think he’d find her constant references and insistence that he look at the new meme she’s found/made would annoy him

- But no, he actually thinks it’s really cute 

- She gets excited and bounces around with this goofy little grin

- It’s just really adorable and he doesn’t know how to deal with it so he doesn't 

- There are times when he comes close to slipping up, so he literally just runs off

- She has pretty good sense of humor and decent taste, at least better than Kaminari’s

- Not that he’d ever willingly tell her that 

- He’d rather die than admit he likes her stupid memes

- Although there was this one time, he slipped up 

- She was upset about something he did 

- “Katsu, Baby I love you but I’m this close to killing you” “You can’t kill me I’m a bad bitch”

- He hadn’t even thought about it before he said it, it just came out 

- He was mortified for a minute but then she snorted at him

- Fucking snorted 

- Fuck that’s cute 

- He made an effort to make her laugh like that again afterwards 

- Will only do it when it’s just them much to her confusion 

- “Katsuki, why do you only make jokes like that when we’re alone?” “No one will believe you this way” “Katsuki what the fuck?”