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no one’s asked for kaeya???? this is disrespect to mr alberich!!! /j

but for the date event, how about a kaeya x gender neutral!reader? and for the date, wandering mondstadt together. there’s no duties to worry about, or things you need to catch up on. all there is is conversation between you and the cavalry captain about everything and anything while weaving through the streets at evening. it ranges from topics of what made you fall for him, to his least favorite food, to your futures together. (those are examples; you don’t have to stick with them if you don’t want to!! :) )

if there’s anything you don’t like here, you can change it!! congrats on reaching such an awesome milestone; so proud of you!! :))

three things you do that makes him lose his cool.

in which kaeya just can’t deny that he’s in love— everything you do makes him lose his cool, when all he wants is to look cool for you.

request a date; 300-400 follower event!

pairing.

kaeya x gn!reader

genre.

fluff

author’s note.

this was the first kaeya req after me complaining about not having any kaeya reqs so BLESS 😩‼️ i did change a small part about this request— but it’s still mostly the same !

and hadhshdh thank you 🥺🥺 i literally am astounded by how far this acc has gotten, and i do notice the people that frequently interact with my account. i may not actively reach out to y’all but just know that i appreciate you <33

other than that— flustered kaeya flustered kaeya flustered kaeya

there’s just something about you that makes kaeya lose his cool; his brain seems to stop working, and his typically smooth words become choppy and lose their blandish touch.

talking to you is like talking to another version of himself, yet you always garner a bigger reaction out of him, and seemingly without much effort. his flirtatious words are always deflected by you, and rather than recovering, he finds his mind reeling from shock. (or alternatively, his big admiration and awe for you.)

a struggle, truly.

he’s awfully aware of this now as the two of you walk side-by-side in an unusual silence, his lips pursed shut as he racks his brain of things to talk about— but ultimately falls short in the end. he’d caught you running some errands along his way to the tavern, and decided to join you despite your insistence that whatever you were doing was boring. he simply laughed at that, “you could never be boring, sweetheart,” falling off of his lips. it should’ve done the trick, but much to his dismay, his face was red and yours was not.

“of course i’m not,” you agree with him, a cheeky smile playing across your lips. his eye meets yours for a second, feign innocence swirling behind your irises, and he feels the beat of his heart thudding rapidly against his chest. “i’m sure you know, but it’s one of my many charms,” and with a wink, you stalk off with the bags of groceries placed in your arms.

this— it had affected kaeya more than he would’ve liked to admit. for a good five seconds, he stood there, stunned and staring at your retreating back. it wasn’t until you threw a quick look over your shoulder, raising a curious brow at him, that he snapped out of his small stupor. “i thought you were going to join me today,” you tell him straight, and he finds his feet moving on their own.

(one thing you do to make him lose his cool; your words, and how they seem to make his brain malfunction.)

now there you two were, shrouded in stillness. you didn’t seem to mind at least, as you were silently humming a familiar tune, with a small smile tugging at the corners of your lips. he was now holding your groceries, snatching them up from your arms as soon as he’d caught up to you, silently gleaming to himself when you mutter a small, thank you. if his words can’t sway you, then surely, the little things he does will.

kaeya glances at you from the side, watching as you stare intently at the small list of to-do’s in your hand, eyes focused as you skim over the neatly written words. “what’s next on the itinerary?” he hums, leaning in close to you, and over your shoulder as he tries to take a glance for himself.

upon turning your head, it only then registers in your minds just how close the two of you were. it’s a little cringey, kaeya thinks to himself, how this moment feels like something straight out of a romance novel he’s read before. he’d always laughed at the over-dramatised words— about how time seemed to stop whenever your eyes would meet with that special someone.

as you two lock eyes in the moment, it truly does feel like time had stopped. the sounds of the bustle of the street is zoned out, the chatter of common folk turning into nothing, and all he could genuinely see was you. there’s an unreadable emotion swirling in your eyes, but he’s sure— absolutely, positively sure— that you can see just how much admiration his eye holds.

“your eyes are pretty,” you both mutter at the same time. there’s a small silence that follows afterwards, but you two burst out in small giggles in no time.

“i think,” kaeya starts, though avoiding your eyes. “that your eyes are prettier than mine. no— your eyes are prettier than mine.”

“at least tell me that when you’re looking at me,” you tell him in fake annoyance, a teasing lilt in the undertone of your voice as you speak. he simply huffs, trying to bite back the small grin that threatens to expose itself. “but please, do elaborate.” despite the embarrassment deep within him, you don’t have to tell him twice.

(second thing; your eyes. he finds himself drowning in them whenever he looks at you, whenever you tell him just how much you appreciate him.)

he’s staring, and he’s cognizant of that. in your hands is a small treat, a cream tart full of fresh berries and fruits, and he watches as you chip away slowly at the food. his eyes draw to the content smile on your lips after every bite, savoring and enjoying the sweet flavor the dessert provided.

you look up at him through your lashes, noticing as he stares intently at the food.

“say ah,” you tell kaeya, bringing a sample of a tart that sarah had given to you. he blinks in surprise, not expecting you to actually offer some of the food to him, let alone feed it to him yourself. you quirk a brow, gently waving the tart in his face, and he opens his mouth. the piece may have been too big, as parts of the cream gathers at the corner of his mouth, unable to fully eat it in one go.

he’s about to wipe at it with his gloves— until you grab his hands and stop him from doing so.

“let me get it for you,” you tell him, quickly rummaging through your bag for some extra tissues. your hands hold his face tenderly, tilting him towards you, before you wipe away at the remnants of the tart.

“thanks,” he says breathlessly, and you grin.

(third thing; your lips, and how his eyes gravitate to them whenever you smile.)

the sun is starting to set, and yet, kaeya feels himself wanting to spend more time with you. the walk to your house is short, as you didn’t live too far from the main shopping district of mondstadt. kaeya has an obvious pout on his face, and it takes all your might not to chuckle at the sight.

“fancy joining me for a real date, next time?” you ask him as you stand at the front of your door, and he could’ve sworn that a flustered blush was present on your face. though, he didn’t have much time to think about that— you turn your back to him just as quick, and he’s busy trying to think of the proper way to respond. “not— not that you have to say yes or anything. but... we have some good chemistry, yeah?”

“oh, yeah,” he answers dumbly, the words falling from his tongue faster than he could process them. so much for looking cool, kaeya thinks.

(he doesn’t need to look cool for you, he realizes quickly, because you seem to like him regardless. and in his book, that’s a total win.)

Dragon Zhongli!

This was actually my first ask I got before I moved from the other blog to this one! How awesome!! Thank you so much anon! This got lost in the drafts though...How embarrassing :)

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Zhongli can change forms whenever he wants, he’s taken on the form of an old man, a young woman, a huge dragon, he can be anything he wants!

But sometimes, being a small dragon...is fun, relaxing and self indulgent for him. If you’re ok with it he’d love to just shift forms to take a nap on your lap or chest, leeching your warmth and listening to your heartbeat while he rests

He’d love to curl up inside your shirt too, not in a sexual way at all just to be close to you and leech warmth off of you

If you scratch at the scales on his neck or back he may even purr :0 not like cat purrs, it’s more like tiny sighs but it counts dammit!!

He’ll lay over your shoulders around your neck while you read so he can read with you! And when you go to sip your tea, he’ll dunk his lil head in there to steal a gulp or two

Being small is fun because he can cause a little chaos...as a treat <3

He is still very much himself, you can see it in his eyes and the way he moves around. It doesn’t matter what form he takes, he’ll still always look at you with pure love and adoration

OC/canon and selfships are good y’all are just scared of having fun

May I request bucciarati gang headcanons with a female s/o that is a maladaptive daydreamer which also makes it hard for them to focus? I'm like this and I noticed that I daydream much more often when my family's fighting again and I feel lonely and sad, because nothing's more comforting than feeling loved and comforted by somebody—even if they were not even real. I also sometimes talk out loud to myself during my daydreams and make expressions. This just got a little creepy...I'm really sorry.

Hey, daydreamers gotta look out for each other, right?

It's okay to have a bubble to escape reality, my beautiful gangster.

Bucci gang w/ a daydreaming S/O.

Bucciarati:

It's a bit of another stress for him.

But that's just because he's scared to lose you if you don't focus on the missions or don't listen to instructions properly.

When you're all together and he sees you stay in your corner, staring off into the distance, he just comes up to you.

He wraps an arm around you and kisses your head gently. He knows what you're thinking of.

"We're your family now, you don't have to think about the past anymore, amore."

He makes you feel so loved and so at home, you feel like a new life began for you.

Will be touchy with you if needed and his touches are so gentle and tingly, it makes you crave his presence and you immediately focus on him.

"Eyes on me, carina. Listen to my voice."

Yes capo.

He never judges you, no matter how much you feel like a weirdo. Still, he is a bit of a tease about it.

"Are you perhaps dreaming about me~? Now, don't be shy I'm just teasing you."

Abbachio:

Surprisingly, he was a lot like this too.

Before he met Bruno, he was still tormented by the memories of his partner, and he still is to this day.

He realizes very soon that it may be a sign of PTSD and he wants to help you recover.

There's only so much he can do, but he's very down to earth, and know to bring you back the moment he notices that dull, dazed look on your face.

"Snap out of it, Y/N. You're with me."

Has convinced Bucciarati to let him be your designated partner.

Is always open to talk about what's making you feel so blue over a glass of wine, or any drink of your choice.

You get into a dissociative state and he doesn't waste any second putting his headphones on your ears, pulling you close.

You're pleasantly surprised to hear some alternative Rock music that's neither too aggressive, nor too soft.

Abbachio is a big comforting figure for you and he makes you feel understood.

Giorno:

When he learns about it, he is so intrigued.

He can be a bit dreamy too, but he's impressed by how easy and quickly you get out of focus.

He knows it can be dangerous on missions, so he tries to do something to make sure you keep your head in the game.

"Hold my hand and don't let go, Y/N."

He gives your hand gentle squeezes and if you don't squeeze back, he just squeezes harder.

He sees you frown and pout when you dream of something that is upsetting you and he makes flowers pop out in front of you.

He loves it when you jump and flinch, especially if you were talking softly to yourself.

"I love that distraught look on your face. It's adorable."

May or may not prank you by putting spiders and snails over your hands to wake you up.

He apologizes right after, but he still keeps on doing it.

Braids your hair until you wake up, surprised when your hair is a mess of african braids bundles and twists.

Mista:

Super fun about it.

He knows it can be serious, but he is a big jokester about it.

Everytime he sees you don't pay attention anymore

"WE'RE LOSING HER, WE'RE LOSING HER, STAY WITH ME Y/N DON'T GO TO THE LIGHT. DON'T. GO. TO THE LIGHT!!!"

He is so stupid it makes you laugh and forget what you were even dreaming about.

If he's not there, Count on the pistols to come harass you and snap you out of it, because at this point, you might as well be their mom.

He lends you his gun and makes you practice shooting.

He swears it's to help you learn to focus on the target and stay still!

But that's probably an excuse to come behind you and hold you close to his body as he corrects your stance.

"Hmm? You know you shouldn't be so absent-minded around a man. Who knows what I might do to yo-owowow!! I WAS JOKING STOP HITTING ME OW-!"

True to his words. Will, and has kissed you when you expect it the least.

Narancia:

This boy won't ever leave you alone.

If he ever sees you distancing yourself from the group and look all gloomy, he will DRAG you to them, whether you want it or not.

Loneliness? With Narancia? Don't even dream about it.

"Huehuehue, get it??!! “Dream” ! Krrrrkrkkr Pffftt!! Hahaha!!! I'm so damn HILARIOUS!"

He is always finding new ways to stimulate you so you don't start dreaming off and lose focus.

You start looking off to somewhere and he immediately grabs your arm, telling you to rate his rapping skills or whatever.

"Hey Y/N, you want me to teach you a super cool choregraphy?! It's called Torture dance, check this out!"

He just won't shut up and comes right up into your face obnoxiously.

"Pay attention to meeeee!"

May not fully grasp the extent of your struggle, but he definitely wants to take advantage of it to cheer you up and make you forget.

Sometimes he leans against you and joins you in, cuddling mindlessly with you, dreaming in each other's arms.

Fugo:

At first he is so infuriated and frustrated with you.

Why wouldn't you just focus? You were even worse than Narancia!

But when he notices how solitary and quiet it makes you, he can't help but relate.

He doesn't know what to do, but he is a good teacher and he will make sure his students focus.

He may be a bit harsh on you sometimes, but inside he is so curious.

You are such an enigma to him, he wants you to share all the secrets lying in the depth of your mind.

You show him a bright smile, sheepishly telling him to repeat what he said, but he's just so desperate.

What's on your mind? What are you dreaming of? What lies beyond your silence? What could possibly be more important than the current mission?

He finds little exercices to train your brain into focusing more. He gives you puzzles to do and makes sure you don't give up trying.

He grabs your face and makes you look into his eyes. He doesn't let go until you get flustered and blushy. But he's proud that you're making progress.

"You actually did it, I'm... Impressed..."

If you complete a task without losing focus, who knows, he might reward you...

Trish:

When you tell her you tend to doze off into daydreams, she can't help but wonder.

"Creative people and artists are big daydreamers! What's your thing, bella?"

Asks you if you draw, or dance, play music or anything creative, and if you do, she absolutely wants to see your work!

May join you with singing if you do something related to music.

She teases you a bit when she notices you're not focused and start making expressions.

If you start mumbling, she leans in close to listen to you, and joins in the 'conversation'.

"Girl, same. I agree, hmm. Hmm. Ugh, I know, right? Hate when that happens."

She doesn't even know what she's even agreeing or responding to, but just looking at your confused expression afterwards is a sight to behold to her.

If you happen to smile in your daydreams, she's in heaven. You just look so cute when you lose yourself, she wants to snap 20 pictures.

She comes up from behind you and softly blows on your ear to see your reactions and you surely don't disappoint.

"Aww you're blushing like a little rose!"

leone ❤

Happy Birthday, Tartaglia!

Haha, what a great sparring session! I didn't expect your martial arts to have improved so much.

This makes me more excited about our future duels!

I feel hungry after such a good fight. You?

If you don't have any other plans, how about coming to try my cooking today?

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

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OOFT. As soon as I saw you asking for thirst posts I came running. Imagine Bakugou being busy all fucking day, ignoring you. So as he finishes his workout for the day with Kirishima he checks his phone to see you’ve sent him a lewd photo. Imagine how red his cheeks would be as he opens it in public in front of his friend. Boy might run straight into the locker room, palming himself at the thought of you- 🥵🥵🥵

You’re such a saint you know that?

(つ≧▽≦)つ

…..

To be honest, he probably forgot the had a girlfriend until the moment he opens that message and he feels his soul exit good body. 

He’s hot sweaty and hyped up on testosterone, you’re really sending him a picture of your pussy soaking through your panties? It’s so wet the material is practically sheer, he can see it clinging to your clit with your hands inches away telling him you’ve been getting off while he’s away. In an instant he’s thinking about the lewd gasps you always make when you touch yourself for him and the obscene sound of your poor little pussy being fucked it Oblivion by your own fingers. That wet sound of your slick bring rubbed over your clit an-

“You okay bakubro?”

Then he remembers that Kirishima is in the same room as him, directly behind him to be exact as the redhead comes to check on him. Bakugou is in immediate feral mode barking and growling at his best friend to back the fuck up in fear that he’s seen what’s meant for his eyes only. And then when he notes how red his face is he looks angry enough to die on the spot from a rise in blood pressure. 

“OF COURSE I’M FUCKING RED YOU DUMBASS, WE’VE BEEN SPARRING FOR TWO HOURS!”

 He’s literally raging with white eyes for a good five minutes before Kirishima backs off the other side of the gym to bench press. Then Bakugou takes the opportunity to scurry of into the day end of the locker room only to see you’ve sent him a video of this playing with yourself and that’s when he loses all self-control. 

He’s in a stall with the bottom of his shirt in his mouth, a hand down his pants are the video playing, matching the furious pace of your fingers diving into your cunt until he comes all over the phone. Bakugou doesn’t respond to your messages when he’s done, he tucks his cock back in his pants and excuses himself from his without session with Kirishima telling him something has come up. Then he’s like a bat out of hell, trying to get home as soon as possible so he can fuck you into the mattress until you’re sobbing as a punishment for distracting him. 

GOROU NATION WHERE U AT

Class 1-A as pictures i have saved on my phone with no context Pt. 1

Midoriya:

Uraraka:

Iida:

Bakugo:

Kaminari:

Kirishima:

Jiro:

Yaoyorozu:

Todoroki:

Asui: