I’m starting another tag chain game!! I want to see everyone showing off their Springtime look and what you would look like at a birthday party!🥳 💖 Use this Picrew
🌼Here’s my Springtime Birthday Self!~🌸
If anyone else wants to join don't hesitate to reblog and show me what you look like!!
Hello, could we get alastors pov from when he and reader were alive and reader finds him with the body pls
Alastor x (platonic) teen reader
Loosely connected to my other Alastor fics
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The two of you met when he became a radio host. You worked as a technician, making sure his mic worked, the cords weren't tangled and everything was in line.
Alastor became like a mentor to you. He taught you things your parent never bothered to, he answered all you questions, built your confidence, and was never outwardly annoyed with you, unlike most adults you've come across.
Alastor even took you to fancy events telling you that 'it's a hands on learning experience."
Despite how close the two of you were you couldn't help but notice he was very secretive, always smiling, rarely shows his true emotions.
That's when you started to notice things or rather patterns of people going missing. Most of them you remember from the parties, you noted that acted like they were above you and Al but brushed it off... It seems like he didn't.
'He couldn't be a murderer' you thought to yourself while staring at your ceiling, 'could he?'
The thought was like a plague. Once it wiggled its way into your head you couldn't get rid of it.
After an hour of tossing and turning you sat up. You remember he said he liked the privacy of the forest especially at night.
'Theres no way.' You thought as you grabbed your shoes and tip toed through your house to the front door.
The night was quiet, crickets signing in your ears as you tried to fight the gut feeling to go back home.
*snap*
You jumped at the sound of a twig and whipped around to face where it came from.
In the distance you could see the outline of a deer. You squinted to see it more clearly... It didn't help.
You let out a breathe you didn't know you were holding when you realized you didn't know which way you came from. Looking all around you made it clear you didn't recognize anything and the darkness wasn't helping.
You knew you couldn't stay still so you decided to go in the direction of the deer.
After a few minutes of walking you saw the light in the distance. Hoping it was a street lamp, house, or literally anything over that tree you practically ran towards it.
A cabin. In the middle of the woods. Great.
"You gotta be kidding me." You whispered to no one. You were NOT going in there but you were curious as to what was inside.
Going up to it you decided to look in one of the windows. It was hard to see in even with your face pressed against the glass but you managed to make out small piles on something in corners.
'A hunter maybe?'
*rustle rustle*
You shot away from the window was you heard movement directly behind you. You quickly moved to a side of the cabin and peaked out.
A man was dragging a body. Not just any man. Alastor.
You were frozen in fear leaning against the cabin as Al brought the body inside.
'Theres no way.' You thought, you didn't know weather to be happy your were right or run but you weren't either. You were shell shocked.
The one person who treated you like a person was a murder.
"Y/n."
'FUCK'
"You can come out. I saw you wondering aimlessly for awhile," he chuckled. When you didn't move he walked to the side and stood in front of you.
"Ah that look on your face in priceless," he kneeled in front of you. Your eyes met his, it was like staring at a apex predator.
"Are - are you gonna kill me?" Your voice came out strained, you could feel your throat tightening.
Alastor started to laugh. He laughed like a maniac, weezing and everything. It felt like forever until he calmed down enough to respond,
"I could've killed you earlier.... but I didn't. I could've killed you while you were looking in the window.... but I didn't.... I'm not going to hurt you, after all why would I kill potential."
He stood up dragging you with him and into the cabin.
Time went by in a flash as he was dealt with the body he brought you back home.
You found yourself once again staring at the ceiling of your bedroom.
'He is a murder'
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An: I loved writing this. I started at 1am finished at 2:30am
I would like to request headcanons for Lute taking care of reader who is Adam's child after Adam died, please. I also think it would be neat for both Lute and the reader being so attatched due to how much the other reminds them of Adam.
Lute x (platonic teen) Adam's child
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Before Adams death
In her eyes you were like a mini Adam
You two have a love/hate relationship
Very bold and vulgar (much to everyone dismay)
You knew she had a crush on your dad and blackmailed her to give you things like extra candy or sneak you into exterminations
She hated it but she liked how you always stood your ground
"WHAT THE FUCK IS Y/N DOING IN HELL!" Adam screamed into the sea of excorists that where to scared to look up.
You stood next to your dad searching the crowd for your 'favorite' exorcist.
Lute was staring daggers at you while you looked back smugly, knowing she wasn't going to say anything.
"Y/n, sweetheart, child of the greatest man ever," he cooed, "point out the fucker that let you down there."
You looked away from Lute to Adam then back to Lute, "Lute said I could because she didn't want-"
You were cut off by a pair of Wing covering your face. Your struggled to get away from them as lute pleaded her case.
"Sir I thought it would be good for them to have first hand experience of the vile atrocities in hell."
"Thats not your choice to make bitch. Do it again and your dead, got it?"
"Understood sir." In submission lute let you go for Adam to pick you up and fly off.
Over his shoulder you looked down at her and flipped her off. She did it back.
She got off easy this time.
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After Adams death
Your attitude did a complete 180
You became timid and shy like every action had a consequence
Lute often found you in your dads room or with Abel
She started taking you from Abel fearing you'll turn out like him
You didn't mind
She reminded you of Adam in the best and worst ways
Lute had taken you around heaven to all the places you loved to go, she didn't know the reason you loved those places was because your dad made them fun.
"C'mon Y/n, you're starting to remind me of your bitch of a brother." She tried to joke but when you said nothing she sighed, "I miss him too, kid."
She started to walk in the direction of her home when you spoke.
"I'm sure you do."
She whipped her head around, "what."
"I bet you would love to confess your feelings but cha can't." You taunted. Lute stared at you dumbfounded, a minute ago you looked like you were gonna cry now you're making joked, "too much of a pussy to say anything huh lute."
"Oh shut up like you weren't about to cry about missing daddy." She mimicked a cooing voice and patted your head.
"I'm a kid... Oh and by the way I've seen his office, what's your excuse." You swatted her hand away.
She flipped you off. You did it back.
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An: I've been gone for a minute. College is hard. After this semester I have 2 left them I'm done😩
Heeeeyyaaa can I request for a Tanjiro x Rengoku! Sibling Reader? They can be like GN!
this would be like where Rengoku survives. Where Reader gives their thanks to Tanjiro for saving their brother, poor boy is in awe of Reader but of course he’s always polite.
basically while Tanjiro is doing the hashira training arc I imagine Rengoku going like “Haha! You seem fond of my sibling!”
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I wrote this on paper at work and it kinda got off topic but the story is still there.
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The day started like any other. You woke up feeling uneasy as you always did whenever your brother was on a mission.
'He hasn't been gone for too long, I'm sure he's fine you told yourself as you braced yourself to leave the house. Like Senjuro, you aren't well with a sword, but that didn't stop you from going to the master's house and asking for a job. the master painted you to the insect Hashira, and that's how you because the butterfly estate's physical therapist. Your father said it was a shame that you couldn't fight with a sword. Just Useless. But you didn't there what he had to shy cause he was a good for nothing drunk.
When you arrived at the butterfly estate you were greeted by shinobi, "Good morning Y/n" she greeted,
"Is something wrong, Ms. Shinobu? You seem upset." You commented, the fact that Shinobu waited for you was enough to set alarms off.
"Always so observant." She chuckled but her being nervous was making you nervous. "Your brother successfully completed his mission but he is in critical condition with multiple life changing injuries. I believe that he will make it but I wanted to warn you before you see him."
As she trailed on your mind wandered to has you were gonna tell your little brother, what would your father say, would this prove him right? NO. Kyojuro is strong and fight with his entire body. He will pull through because he is the flame Hashira and you are gonna help through the full healing process. Yes you can and will, you-
"Y/n... Are you okay?" Shinobu broke your train of thought.
"Hm?"
"I was asking you if you wanted to work today, you don't have to, I'll understand."
"I want to, I know that my brother is gonna make a full recovery and I'll be here everyday untill he does." You beamed.
"Well alright then. Oh before you see your brother would you mind checking on some patients? They're in need of your positive attitude." She smiled as she lead you to a room.
She opened the door to reveal Tanjiro, Zenitsu and Inosuke. You had met them after what happened with the spider demon.
You locked eyes with Tanjiro and saw how he started to tear up causing you to rush by his bedside to comfort him.
"Woah woah its okay, its gonna be okay. What happened?" You said while patting his head.
"We were on the train with Rengoku. We watched as he fought an upper moon and now hes' gravely injured." He cried.
"Rengoku's alive, and he did his job as a Hashira. You also did your job as a slayer. Everything done to save lives is important. You made sure my brother came back, and that's all I could ever ask for.
"He told me that If he dies-"
"He's alive." You cut him off. "And he will pull through, he's too stubborn to die. So focus on getting better. I'll worry about my brother, okay?" You looked over at the other two, who looked too depressed to look at you. "That goes for all of you. We all have jobs to do. Heal up so you can fight."
You chuckled as you heard them groan in reply. There has been many times where people have told you that your positive attitude reminded them of your brother, your role model. It was the best compliment you could receive.
A moth had passed since Kyojuro had been back and he recovered fast.
"N/n I have told you many times that I am fine. You should spend your energy on someone else." Kyojuro sighed as you fussed over him.
"I just want to make sure. You were in really bad shape when you arrived."
"As you can see I'm fine now."
"Really? Then get up and walk home."
"Really Y/n.... Just go." He said as he jokily pushed you away from him.
You were glad to see him in good spirits. You stepped outside to take a breath. For the past month you've been working yourself to the bone to distract yourself for the pain your brother had to face while you don't even have the stamina to be a kakushi. It might not look like it on the surface but your fathers words struck deep, way deeper than you were comfortably admitting.
'At least its a nice day out' You thought as your skin soaked in the heat from the sun. As walked further into the butterfly estates' courtyard you say the perfect spot to destress. A tree not to far from the engawa and with a perfect amount of shade. You sat of the side facing away from the estate and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Y/n?"
You jumped at the sound of a voice and whipped your head around to face the culprit. Your eyes locked onto a equally startled Tanjiro.
"Sorry I didn't mean to scare you." He sweat dropped.
"Its fine, what are you doing here?" You asked while making space for him. He sat.
"Aoi said we were done for the day and this is my favorite spot."
"Oh I didn't mean to jack it from you, my bad."
"no no no it's okay, I actually wanted to talk to you... I can't help but notice that you make sure everyone is okay and you keep a positive attitude while doing it. I couldn't even smell a hint of sadness from you from you when Rengoku came back. You fully believed that he would recover. You are incredible Y/n. I don't know how you do it."
"Thank you, Tanjiro, I could say the same about you. You put your life on the line for your sister even though she is a demon. If anyone's incredible, it's you."
"Don't discredit yourself like that, you might not be a swordsman, but you make sure all of us are fighting at our full ability and it's thanks to you that Rengoku is making such a fast recovery.
You were about to argue, but the determination on Tanjiro's face told you that he wasn't going to stop, so you laughed and thanked him instead. A scream interrupted your peaceful moment, and you and Tanjiro ran towards it.
Tengen was in the process of kidnapping Aoi while the triplet and Kanao watched. You weren't strong enough to take Aoi back by force, so your first thought to go get Shinobu.
"Don't panic, he's not taking anyone anywhere." You turned to Tanjiro and told him you were going to be right back, then ran inside to find Shinobu, but by the time you came back, the girls were all here, but Tanjiro was gone.
"He traded himself to help instead of us, Inosuke and Zenitsu went with him."
"Wow."
"Well seeing as the problem solved itself, Y/n can you help me make some medicine please?"
"Uhhhhh sure." You followed her back inside. You couldn't help but wonder when he was going to be back.
.
.
.
He's back and Tengen is retiring.
"Who'd you fight this time." You asked as you massaged his arm muscles.
"Uppermoon 6 and they split into 2." He winched in pain.
"Jeez no wonder Tengen is retiring."
"Y/n~ you spend all your time doting on Tanjiro. We're hurt too, ya'know." Zentisu whined from his bed and Inosuke huffed.
You chuckled before giving Tanjiro a sympathetic glance only to see him looking up at you. His eyes were filled with something you couldn't even name but as soon as he realized you noticed he looked away. You didn't think much of it and went to work on the other 2.
When it came time for Hashira training Shinobu sent you to work with your brother. Some people can't handle his never give up attitude.
As you were going around the training ground and helping the slayers who were on the verge of passing out, you noticed Tanjiro sparing against your brother. He noticed you too, it distracted him.
Your brother also noticed, "has my sibling caught your attention... Haha! You seem fond of my sibling! Don't worry, they are fond of you too!"
Over the past 2 months people have pointed things out to me that I thought were funny but we're actually trauma responses and I just laugh cause at this point is it really trauma 😩
Hello my friend, I hope that you are having a good day! 😊 Well, For my first request, I wanted to see if you could do a headcanon with Demon Slayer AU x short black!reader (Short meaning like 5’2 in height and who’s ended up in Japan but has Trinidad and Tobago Caribbean roots/culture which includes the accent,food and of course Soca Carnival) who they date, want to marry and have children with in the future? ( You can choose how many kids each of them should have!) @lelewright1234
Hello I couldn't decide who to do but If you want to pick one have me make a fic I wont mind.😁
This is a bit rushed I'm sorry
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You met Rengoku when you were introduced as a new hashira
He couldn't keep his eyes off you
You carried yourself with such confidence that it made him fall for you.
You asked for him to help you move into your new home, and he agreed
It didn't take long the both of you to move everything and after you were done you had asked him to stay so you could make him something as a thank you
You made him Chicken and rice (enough for him to take make to his family)
From then on he helped you with anything you wanted and constantly asked you about your home
I can see you and him having 2-3 kids (all boys of course) with then rengoku features and beautful dark skin (Your genes were fighting for it😭)
Rengoku loves it
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You trained under Tengen during the training arc
other than your looks you didn't stand out to him until it was time to eat
You offered to help cook, you had a cook book and everything
It took days for him to let you help but when you did he noticed that the moral of everyone changed
everyone was happier and he was too
Your food was amazing (Y'all should go to Trinidad for a trip, you'll see)
Even when he passed you on to train under someone else he kept in touch
He learned more about you and your personal life
After he retired he joked about going to Trinidad and you took him seriously
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Gyomei knows how it feels to be discriminated against, especially when it comes to look
Obviously, he can't see but he hears about your looks through whispered conversations
After a while, he was able to have a conversation with you and he found out something so simple
You were just a person, living life
He learned about so much about your culture through conversation and things that you brough with you
Ngl I can't see him having kids for many reasons
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Giyuu liked you from the moment you went out of your way to be around him
You never forced him to talk, and instead would tell him about your day or missions that you had been on
Over time, he opened up and told you about his past
You did too. You told him stories about your home
He could tell that you missed home, he could also tell how connected to it you were
It took him a long time before he was able to convey his feelings and once you reciprocated he never let go
I can see him having 1-2 kids with you
I saw on tiktok that Giyuu had curly hair and I think that perfect
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Muzan saw you on the verge of death and turned you into a demon
He left you on your own until he noticed you quickly climbing the ranks
You ended up being a lower moon and got his attention
Through your thoughts, he learned about you
You quickly gained his favor but not in a Akaza type of way
You gained his eye
Your curly hair, your melanated skin
He couldn't get enough 😩 but he would never act on it
So he settled on watching you from afar
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Hi, I have a demon slayer request where the hashira meet a cat like demon who sleeps a lot to gain energy instead of eating people
ʜᴇʟʟᴏ(•̀’◡’•̀)ﾉ sorry for the wait I'm taking summer classes
this can be platonic or romantic
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Rengoku had just come home from a mission when he spotted you sleeping in the doorway of his family's house. He chuckled to himself before going to check on you.
"Y/n you know you can't sleep here. What if someone sees you?"
"It's the middle of the night. Nobody dares to be out at this time of night, especially with the talk of a demon lurking nearby." You chuckled and rolled over to face the inside of the house.
You heard Rengoku sigh and start to walk towards you as you closed your eyes. But you heard a second set of footsteps, this time coming from inside the house.
"I'm sorry, brother. I tried to tell them, but they were insistent on waiting for you."
You opened your eyes to see Senjuro, "You told me you were going to sleep, liar." You joked.
"So you missed me?"
"Pfft the only thing I miss is how warm you are, nothing else."
The brother looked at each other and laughed as you scoffed, "Yeah, wel-"
"ALL OF YOU GO TO SLEEP!" Shinjiro yelled from his room, causing all of you to hurry to your respective rooms.
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Tengen watched as his wives surrounded you in curiosity. You paid them no mind, in fact you were asleep.
"Are you sure they're a demon." Hina asked, "they seem harmless."
"They are- well for the most part, they don't like being touched or picked up and watch out for their nails~" As Tengen listed all the things to watch out for Makio and Suma made a plan to test your limits.
From brushing your your hair, cutting and painting your nails, cuddling up to you while slept and you did absolutely nothing.
Tengen was flabbergasted when he even came close to you it was like he was the demon not you. He tried his hardest to get you to like him too.
"You don't like me but how like my wives? How cruel." Tengen pouted as he watched you get pampered while glaring at him.
"Did I do anything wrong?" He asked.
"Nope your just too loud."
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To Sanemi you are a parasite. The only reason he hasn't killed you is that the master asked him not to.
The thing that would piss him off the most is when you refuse to move, especially when you got comfortable outside at night.
"C'mon get up." He said, gently kicking you awake
"No." You grabbed his foot
"The suns' coming up soon. Up." He kneeled down to you.
"No." You said again. With that you really annoyed him, "Fine, burn for all I care." He stormed off into his house but came back a few minutes later. "You're impossible." He hauls you over his shoulder and carries you to your room.
As he walked, he felt you relax in his arms and your breath on his neck. You fell asleep.
"You're a pain in the ass and you know it." He whispered as he made it your room. He gently placed you on your futon before throwing a blanket over you.
"You'd better sleep all day this time."
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-You 100% fall asleep in his lap while he is meditating and Gyomei doesn't mind. He even gets you up to help him sometimes.
"Y/n, it's time to get up. It's midnight, and I know you don't want to sleep the night away."
-Gyomei often took you on missions with him after telling the master how helpful you are around the estate
-This man is surrounded by cats and you cannot tell me that he has never confused you of being an actual cat in disguise
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"Is it comfortable on the ground like that," Giyuu asked as he stared down at your tangled form.
"Yes it is."
"It doesn't look like it." He scoffed
"Then why don't you try it." You argued
Giyuu then layed down beside you and contortted his body to mimic yours. before he knew it he fell alseep.
"Told you."
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"Y/n, the sun's going down, do you want to sit outside with me before I leave." Giyuu called out to you from his doorway knowing you could hear him where ever you were.
It didn't take long before he heard you running down the hall with your blanket trailing behind you.
"Say less." You beamed as you ran past him to your favorite spot on his estate.
He wasn't far behind you as he watched you plop down and immediately knock out.
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Shinobu tries her best to keep you out of her medicine, but it's hard when the moment she looks away, you've gotten into something else. It's gotten to the point where she has had to swaddle you in multiple blankets.
It got to the point where being swaddled is the only way you can sleep properly.
"Umm shinobu is their neck going to be okay?" Aoi asked as she looked at your sleeping form that was propped up against a wall with your head craned to the side.
"They'll be fine. Please let them sleep. It finally quieted down." Shinobu sighed.
She might be annoyed with you, but she always keeps you in the room with her. If it's still daytime, she'll cover the windows and light a candle, but if it's night, she puts you in a position to see the moon and stars because she knows you like it.
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"Awww?" Mitsuri cooed. Your head was lying on her lap. She had gotten back from a mission and you had been glued to her side the entire time.
"You missed me so much didn't you."
"You were gone for like 3 days how am I supposed to feel?" You jokingly whined, making her laugh.
"I can ask the master if you can join me next time," Mitsuri said joyously, but you fake cried. "Whats wrong?"
"If I go on a mission I'll have to fight something. I hate fighting." You whined
"But you fight with such passion. It's like you're a completely different person."
"That's the problem. I probably look scary." You hid your face in her lap.
"Well I think you're wonderful."
You didn't reply; instead, you pretended you were asleep, but in reality, you were deep in thought. Soon, you felt her hand pet your head.
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An: I was listening to a sad song while writing Mitsuri's so I might change it later.
-Im not used to writing for gyomei unfortunately.
-for the other request trust and believe I will get them done
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Hello my friend; I just came across your account so I wanted to say that I love your stories and everything! I also wanted to know if you are doing any stories requests or anything?✨💞🧋🦄✨
Could you do child reader for demon slayer, how would the hashira’s react or comfort child reader after she wakes up from a nightmare
(also Idk if I spell hashira right also I love reading the stories you make)
ʜᴇʟʟᴏ(•̀’◡’•̀)ﾉ thank you❤ I enjoy writing these
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Tengen
You had frequent nightmares
Tengen was always the one to calm you down before tucking you back to sleep or taking you to his room to sleep with his wives
(he doesn't usually like the latter tho)
Tengen, Hina, Makio, and Suma were cuddled up in the middle of the night when Tengen woke up to the uneasy sound of your breathing.
"Must be another nightmare." He muttered to himself accidentally waking Hina.
"Is something wrong?" She asked as she started to get up but Tengen stopped her.
"No it's just the kid. I'll be back." He replied while getting up.
He made his way to your room to find you only to bump into you in the hallway.
"What are you doing out of your room?" He asked while looking down at your disheveled form. You were shivering even though you were wrapped in a blanket and your hair was going everywhich way.
"Can't sleep so I was going for a walk." You replied.
"At this hour? No you're goin' back to bed." He soothed as he patted your shoulders and turned you around to guide you back to your room.""At this hour? No you're goin' back to bed." He soothed as he patted your shoulders and turned you around to guide you back to your room.
"But I'm not tired." You panicked, not ready to go back yet. Tengen heard you heartbeat pick up as you got closer to your room, "Wait can I sleep in your room please. I don't want to be alone."
"C'mon kid." He chuckled as he led the way back to his room with you close behind.
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Rengoku
The nightmares weren't your problem it was the aftermath
you were in a panic every time and the reason always changed
1 - it felt like your blanket was suffocating you so kyojuro stopped tucking you in tight
2 - Your door being closed made you claustrophobic so he felt your door halfway open
Shinjuro was up drinking when he heard a thud from your room. He wasn't going to check on you until it kept happening. He sighed as he got up and walked down the hall to Kyojuro's room.
"HEY!" He yelled at the sleeping hashira, "Can't you hear that?"
Kyojuro listened intently until he heard another thud, "I'm sorry for disturbing you father."
He surried out of his room to yours to find that you had been bumping into the walls.
"Y/n?"
"Mr. Kyo? It's too dark in here.... I woke up and I couldn't see." Your voice wavering as you tried not to cry.
"It's ok... How about we get some water and try to go back to sleep, okay?"
You nodded, and Kyojuro lit a candle and led you to the kitchen for some water. After you got settled back in your bed, he stayed up to make you fell asleep, then he put the candle out and went to sleep himself.
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Sanemi
If you're looking for comfort you're not gonna get it
He not good with emotions and you cry so much that you can't even explain what's wrong
he just lets you cry it out while he has a cup of water for you so he's not dehydrated
one thing he does do is make sure you know that you're safe
Sanemi woke up to you crying. He gave you a few minutes hoping you'd calm yourself down but once he realized you weren't he gathered things you liked. A snack, water, your favorite book.
When he finally made it to your room, he opened your door, and you calmed down upon seeing him. You ran to him and clung to his legs much to his dismay.
"Cry it out kid." He awkwardly patted your head until you calmed down enough to pick you up and put you back on your bed, "Drink this." He tried to hand you the water but you refused. He sighed and tried to tuck you in bed but you pushed the blanket off.
"What do you want." He said through his teeth.
"It's too quiet."
"do you want me to read to you?"
You nodded and he opened the book he picked up and started reading from the beginning. Sanemi was more than halfway through the book before he realized you were asleep.
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Gyomei
you rarely had nightmares and he made sure of that
You had enough problems in your life without nightmares
Gyomei made sure inscents with calming effects were burning everyday
"GYOMEI!" You called out running through the halls to find him.
"GYO YOU DIDN'T LIGHT THE LAVENDER!" You yelled running past the engage not even noticing the hashira.
"Y/n stop running you could get hurt." He scolded
You stopped and turned around with tears streaming down your face, "you didn't burn the lavender and I had a nightmare." You cried.
"I didn't? Are you sure."
"I'm positive."
"I'm sorry for the turmoil I've caused you." He stared to tear up, "but you were so brave for coming to find me. Usually you stay in your room. I'm proud of you."
"Thank you." You sniffled.
"Now how about we get you back in bed and this time I'll make sure the lavender is burning."
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Obanai
you got on his last nerve
but he couldn't blame you for it he found you about to get eaten by a demon of course you're traumatized
You ate when he ate
You drank when he drank
For you to even think of laying down he was he be doing the same
Sanemi teases him for having a copycat
You can obanai shared a room with you, having your futon set up in the corner away from the door while he was in the center where you could see him.
The two of you were sleeping when you started to stir. You were tossing and turning, you even rolled out of your futon. Kaburamaru noticed and slithered over to you. He woke you the only way he knew how, he bit your hand.
"OW!" You cried while Kaburamaru slithered back to obanai. Obanai jumped up and looked toward you.
"What happend?" He yawned.
"Kabu bit me." You whined while rubbing your hand.
Obanai rubbed his face before going over to you and examining the bite.
"You were having another nightmare weren't you?"
"Yeah."
"Wanna talk about it?"
"No."
"Then lay back down. You'll be fine, you're safe hear but if something is wrong I'm never far from you. Understand?"
"Understood."
"Good.... Your hand in fine, goodnight."
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Giyuu
all I can imagine is you standing at his bedroom door like "I threw up..."
He's so tired but at least taking care of you is also a way of taking care of himself
Giyuu couldn't sleep so he went to check on you before going to meditate but she he got close to your door he heard you crying.
*knock knock knock*
"Y/n can I come in?" He didn't wait for a response before he opened the door to see you under your covers crying.
"Y/n?" He said quietly, "whats wrong?"
"I had a nightmare... About a demon coming to get me." You cried. Giyuu cautiously approached you and placed a hand on your back.
"Demons can't get you in here. This place is protected and even if they did get in, Ill be here to protect you."
You sniffled and peaked out from under your blanket, "really?"
"Yes really. Ill be here until you fall asleep. Okay?" You nodded, "alright now close your eyes and take deep breath."
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Shinobu
living in a hospital was not good for you but you had no choice
you saw all types of injuries and bodies
She tries to keep you away from other patients but she can't stop your wondering eyes
Shinobu was checking on you in the middle of the night to change your fluids when she found you wide away staring at the wall with wide-eyes.
"Y/n is something bothering you sweetheart?"
"That slayer that came in had tiny arms and legs... It was gross." You shivered causing the insect hashira to laugh.
"I warned you about leaving your room when there are new arrivals."
"I know but I was hungry but I wish I just starved."
"Silly girl, lay down and think about something else."
"I can't it was horrifiing."
"Well try for me please. You need sleep to regain your strength."
"Ok... " You yawned and layed down, watching as shinobu replaced your empty iv bag with a new one and falling asleep in the process.
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Mitsuri
a nightmare??
oh that won't do she can't have you be scared in her care
If you to scared to sleep by yourself she'll make room in her bed for you
If you're hungry - say no more cause she'll make you a midnight snack
Or if you just want to talk she'll listen
"Ms. Kanroji." you gently shook her, "Ms. kanro-"
"Oh sweetie what are you doing up?" She was quick to pull you into a hug. It was so comforting that you almost fell asleep.
"I had a nightmare. Can I sleep in here tonight?"
"Of course you can. You don't even have to ask." She moved over as you make yourself comfortable cuddling against her.
"Your such a strong child. Youve been through so much and your still so kind. I don't think you have a mean bone in your-" Mitsuri's voice was so calming it made you drift of to sleep.
quirk- Confusion she can take away people's quirk while also giving them hallucinations and the longer she uses it the worse the headache
She's a viglantee and a TA at UA
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Backstory in a nutshell -
Aizawa was young when he had you and your mother kept him from you
Unfortunately for you, she turned out to be a villain and used you to steal and get away with crimes
The hero commission caught onto her and offered hero everything she would ever want/need if she sold you to them
she did and never told Aizawa
The commission worked you to the bone and thats when you met hawks
The commission thought it would be a good idea if they paired the 2 of you
You became friends quick and your bond only strengthened with each year
it was clear that he was going to be in the spotlight while you did most of the dirty work
Your quirk wasn't as flashy as his but it got the job done and that's what the commission needed
that was until a mission when you were stuck in a building with a bomb, you were stuck and hawks couldn't get to you
the bomb went off and the secret of the hero commission along with it
Aizawa found out about everything your mother put you through and put her in jail while also caring for you in and out of the hospital (hawks also comes to visit you almost everyday)
The public now knew about you but the commission wrote it off as you wanted to stay out of the public eye
AHHH I’m so, so sorry this took so long, school started again and it hit me like a bitch 😭😭
Hope you enjoy this Diluc piece, I definitely didn’t. I also hope I captured the vibe of the song correctly (once again, definitely didn’t) but that’s ok. Sorry if you didn’t want this to be a romance, I tried to keep it a generic as possible in case you didn’t, and finally, thank you for being my first ever request!!
Anyways, enough of my yapping. On with the show.
❝ That I'd be
Anywhere that you are
That you are ❞
Diluc is busy. Between duties as the infamously dubbed ‘Darknight Hero’, or everyday ones as Master Diluc or Angel Share’s bartender, his schedule is always packed. Regardless of the circumstances, it’s always taken his utmost effort to keep his day running smoothly without fail.
Of course, the universe has other ideas for the pyro user, because the one day all he’s doing is tending to the vineyard, you crash his plans. Quite literally.
You fall out of the sky, landing on one of the empty wooden carts — and thankfully not getting impaled on a fence. It takes a single glance to see the ice encrusted on your feathers, stiffening them up and weighing them down. Work of the Fatui, Diluc’s mind supplies immediately. Scum.
He moves to help — why wouldn’t he lend a hand to those targeted by the same filth he has been? Especially when the issue can be fixed so quickly with his vision and resources?
Unfortunately for him, it’s you that’s the problem.
“Don’t touch me.” You practically snarl and crawl away, wings arching as you tremble from the effort of keeping them extended in what he assumed was an attempt at keeping him at arms — or wings — length.
The action exposes your very human torso and legs, barely covered by a few stray feathers and scraps of surprisingly clean cloth, like a much more respectable hillichurl. But Diluc keeps his eyes on your face, excluding a simple glance for weapons and other injuries.
How strange. His face feels hot— hotter than usual as he meets your piercing gaze.
“I’m not going to—“
“Quiet.”
He’s cut off by your voice, it’s sharp and clipped, but just soothing enough to lull him into silence. If it were nicer words you were saying, perhaps he’d be… hypnotised. In a way.
He takes the brief moment to take you in, eyes flickering to your wings — broken and covered in small holes that can only be from the shards from an icy explosion, and to your eyes — cold and guarded as you stare him down, as if he’s the one who tried to hurt you.
The silence stretches in between the two of you, both locked in a staring contest and neither making a move to break it. It’s almost like you’re both trying to gouge each other’s soul simply by looking.
With more effort than he thought necessary, Diluc gets his mouth to move. “I hardly believe you can order me, when it’s my property you’ve crashed into, while injured.”
Apparently, it was the wrong thing to say.
You practically hiss at him, your wings flaring to full size as you stumble backwards and try to bring yourself back up — to your feet, rather than on your knees.
“I don’t care.” Your voice is almost too hoarse to be heard over the pounding of blood in Diluc’s ears.
You’re in pain, obviously, and the strain of speaking must’ve hurt more than it would’ve done any good. He has to resist the urge to rush over and help. You wouldn’t appreciate it, judging by your reaction to his approach before. Though he admits it was rather… insensitive.
“You are a fool, not to fear me.” You’re swaying when you take a step forward, one of your legs nearly giving out as you drag your legs. “I’ve crushed men under my fingers like they were nothing but ants, hunted them for sport. Torn them apart.”
Diluc doesn’t back down, staying silent in his position as he reaches back, summons his claymore—
And promptly throws it to the side. Out of arm's reach. It’s clear you aren’t going to last much longer, and he’d rather not have his eyes scratched out when you awake.
Your gaze, although slightly hazed over from what Dilic can assume is a concussion, flicker to his blade, then back to him. That same piercing gaze that had him frozen in place moments before, except now it’s more… confused. More wary, as you shift to stand still, no longer trying to make a break for it.
“What are you doing?” There’s a waiver to your voice, and your wings shake slightly, like you’re struggling to hold them up — which you are.
It’s not like there’s immediate trust. You’re still cautious, ready to fight until passing out, but you’re also smart enough to know you won’t last long enough to do real enough damage to escape.
So you’re still as Diluc takes a few steps forward.
“I can help you. Just let me.”
For someone who has fought for their life dozens more times than a normal human could ever wish for, the words come out easily. They’re true in a way, a promise he’s willing to keep. Though the words are much more sincere than usual, a gentle tone he usually never uses, except for—
Your wings fold around yourself, shaking slightly and trembling from the effort. “No.”
But your wings droop and the sound is loud in Diluc’s ears as you stagger forwards again, eyes half lidded. It’s only a few more moments before you collapse, body almost hitting the dirt instead of his arms as a shaky breath rattles your lungs.
He doesn’t hesitate to catch you in his arms, scooping you up bridal style and making sure not to hurt you any more than you already are. He’s careful, almost too cautious, like he’s holding a bomb instead of an injured person.
Despite you being far from human, you’re light. Almost too light, which doesn’t bode well — has it been a while since you’ve been able to eat? Was it just your wings that are heavy and make you seem bulkier?
He knows birds have light bodies to fly, and though you look healthy and human, it could apply to you.
“I don’t trust humans.” You grit out, trying to squirm out of his hold, and Diluc is somehow compelled to agree, even through surprise. Why not monsters? Though, with your wings it’s clear you are one yourself, Diluc has always subconsciously thought of you as more… refined. Perhaps you’re more humanistic than they are.
He ignores how his first thought was more ‘beautiful’.
“Well,” Diluc lets a crude, bitter smirk twist his lips as he looks down at you. “It’s a good thing I’m called an inhuman bastard then.”
“Hurt me and you die.”
Despite the sleep threatening to pull you under, you remain awake as he treats you, intent on making good on your word. But…
He's gentle. Not enthusiastic, nor openly interested in becoming friends, but there’s a subtle tenderness in his hands as he works to gently thaw the ice, so as to not shock your wings.
Some maids come in, trays of steaming, hearty food piled onto the plates. Mond’s finest, you’re sure. They look happy as well, to be of service. As if being at someone’s beck and call was worth celebrating. You don’t understand it.
Diluc assures you that you don’t need to.
“What are you?” He asks absentmindedly as his hand holds a steady flame near the edge of your wing, never extinguishing despite the vapour behind produce from the ice.
It’s clear Diluc doesn’t mind being in the dark as to your species, but it’s equally obvious to him that you’re fighting to stay awake. So, talking helps. And he’d rather a passé you now, than an aggressive one later.
… and he couldn’t deny the curiousity, not to your origin, but you in general. “I’ve never seen someone half bird before.”
Your shoulders stiffen, teeth clenched together at his question. It takes several seconds for you to decide whether to answer, gaze dropping to your lap as you try to ignore how your cheeks are starting to heat up.
It’s not fair, that he can rile you up in a way you’ve never felt before. You’ve always been… distant from other beings. You’re not used to this.
Maybe it’s the fever talking. The sickness has you less than eager to argue.
“A harpy.” You rasp, voice hoarse from the effort of getting the words out. “One who mimics the eagle.”
“I thought so.” He nods, eyes flicking to you before studiously turning back to your icy feathers.
“Really?” You scoff, tearing off a piece of chicken with a claw and shoving it in your mouth to keep yourself awake just that little bit longer. “Didn’t think harpies were common in the city of freedom.” Or Teyvat.
“Not harpies.” Diluc corrects softly. He picks up a fork and arranges a bite, holding it up to your mouth when you swallow your previous. “Eagles.”
“You like them?”
“I have one as a…” Diluc struggles to find the right word, his brain suddenly all too focused on the way your lips wrap around the utensil. “A pet, of sorts.”
Your eyes glimmer with something positive for once, whether it’s the carefully prepared food or the mention of another eagle, he doesn’t know. But… well, he’d like for that look to stay for just a little while longer.
“Would you like to meet him?” He chances to ask.
“Yes.” You nod. The speed almost makes you dizzy.
You try to keep the eagerness out of your answer, but that one word comes out in a flurry, more like a plea than an agreement. It’s almost embarrassing, how much you want to see him. The eagle, that is.
You ignore the way Diluc’s lips quirk up, as if he’s trying to hold back a smile.
You’re soft with the bird, paying Diluc no mind as he continues to heal your wings. It’s barely ten minutes when he’s done— and sure, the meal you were supposed to eat had been fed to (name), and you’ve already succumbed to sleep, but Diluc can’t find it in himself to care.
When you wake, it’s awkward. Humans had always been untrustworthy, and suddenly one shows up and puts that entire worldview on its head.
It’s not as if you suddenly trust all of humanity, you convince yourself, just that this one happens to be an outlier. One who saved you and fixed the one thing that made you able to live as your species.
The next time Diluc visits you, this time holding a tray himself, he’s met with a stammered, awkward apology from a very much healthier harpy. It’s… almost cute.
From then on, your relationship is much better. The status of acquaintances is quickly upgraded to friendship when you sample the food he’s brought you, finally able to appreciate the quality now that you weren’t half dead.
Of course, you’re not made to be kept inside. You go your separate ways not long after, but you pop in occasionally, though without warning, as it’s much more fun to see his surprise when you appear.
From strolls through the vineyard to Diluc neglecting his customers so he can engage in rare conversation with you in Angel Share, it’s rare for the townsfolk to see Diluc so happy and not think ‘where’s the harpy?’
Your conversations are sweet, with the common banter and occasional awkward side hugs and chivalrous gestures. So, when Diluc sees you fight, manipulating anemo to your will without the use of a vision, he’s shocked, unable to focus on anything but your agile form expertly manoeuvring through the enemies and striking them down.
When he hears you fight, he doesn’t. Bor does he hear the end of the continuous apologies from you— it’s not your fault you didn’t realise how fragile human ears were.
“Sorry, sorry.” You say sheepishly, head bowed as you bob up and down on the cart Diluc pushes you on. The exact same one you crushed when you first met. It’s fixed now, and just slightly nicer looking than the rest.
“It’s fine.”
Diluc waves a hand, eyes glancing between you and the road as his voice stays level. Though, on the inside, his head is pounding, blood rushing through his veins until he can hardly focus on anything but the sound of his own heart.
It rings in his ears like a bell, loud and obnoxious. He’s thankful that no one has seen him yet — who knows what the townspeople would think if they saw their reclusive ‘Darknight Hero’ in such a state.
Then again, his maid (Adelinde) walking in on him getting splashed with grape juice to carefully make a certain bottle of liquor — one you may or may not be currently indulging him — which is also just as humiliating.
He doesn’t exactly do camaraderie.
“If you say so.” You hum, raising a wing to block the sun. A stray feather floats down into his hair, and Diluc silently thinks it would make a good keepsake. “… Thank you, Diluc.”
He blinks, eyes wide and confused. It’s kind of adorable. “Why the sudden gratitude?”
You shrug, averting your gaze to the sky. If you were to maintain eye contact any longer, shyness would be inevitable. “Just felt like it.”
“… You don’t need to thank me.”
And he means it. Despite how you had practically barged into his work, injured and distrustful and ready to rip his throat open, he looks forward to your strange, unannounced appearances.
Sometimes he’ll find himself zoning out, wondering if you’re doing well, how your wings are healing up or just staring at the ceiling in his office, contemplating the way your eyes shone as you met his gaze.
You’ve managed to worm your way into his head… and perhaps his heart. One he had thought died with Crepus.
“From the very bottom of my heart, I thank you too.”
Sorry I haven't been posting much lately. Alot has been going on with health (the writers curse is real😭), family, the US. MY new year resolution is to post more than last year. I hope everyone is doing okay.
