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I really want scara and kinich to meet bc the interaction would go something like this:
Scara: "So.. you have a dragon as a companion?" Side eyeing ajaw
Kinich: "So do you." He says pointing at Durin
I also can imagine that durin would want to be ajaw's friend but ajaw is a little piece of shit and always would run (fly) away from durin.
Fractured Masterlist
This is getting one too. I figured I'd keep my 'series' separate and eventually have links to their separate masterlists in a bigger masterlist when I eventually start writing for more than just these two specific mini-series.
Content Warnings/Tags for the series as a whole:
Gender-Neutral Reader-Insert, No Use of Y/N for Reader-Insert, Swearing, Threats of Violence, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Descriptions of Injuries, Descriptions of Death, Descriptions of Corpses, Chronic Pain Symptoms, Betrayal, Violence, Strong Language, Angst and Fluff, Apologies, Making Up, Darkiplier is Bad at Emotions, Reader-Insert is Tired, Slow Burn, more tags to be added...
Main Series:
District Attorney escapes the mirror
General/Misc Headcannons:
To Be added...
Fanart/Fanfics:
DA!Reader by outerwildventured
DA!Reader by violetpaws
Void's Masterlist
This is a post compiling everything I can think of and find for the Preston series, Lockhart Manor, and other various WIPS.
voiddrop’s masterlist
Because if I’m gonna write again, I guess I need one of these.
Status: No longer being updated
Key -
Smut: 🔥
Angst: 💀
Fluff: 💖
Could u write how drunk HSR men react when they come to home and see reader?
no body knows where they might end up
drunk!hsr men x gn!reader
characters included: sunday, veritas ratio, jing yuan, boothill
sunday
I feel like sunday is a light weight, since the only time he could taste alcohol was in church. So he doesn't really care for getting wasted late at night. But if someone wants to become a friend of the family and they insist of taking sunday to a bar. He has to say yes, to keep up appearances.
But it results in sunday being irritated when proposed with the drink, the other person already drunk and blabbing nonsense. Really irritating.
But he has to endure it, drinking down painfully the burning substance and feeling the alcohol seeping into his veins. It was ugly and unholy in his eyes. He was more irritated with the alcohol in his system feeling like he'll yell at anyone in any given moment.
After the meeting he still feels the alcohol linger, "Disgusting." But it was evident that he got drunk with the way his words slurred and that he almost fell when opening the front door.
"Sunday? Is that you — oh my god.." you came to his side scared that he was getting sick or that someone poisoned him with the alcohol but as you swiped away his gray-ish hair he smiled softly "..you are so beautiful.." his wings fluttering slightly and he started tearing up "you are so beautiful I don't DESERVE YOU..." Sunday started full on crying in your arms, saying how he'll go to hell for drinking so much and that he doesent deserve a partner.
So its safe to say Sunday is a type of emotional drunk, saying how much he loves you and is scared of you leaving him. You are his only love in this world of suffering.
veritas ratio
Ratio cannot get drunk easily, and he sees it as a waste of grapes to use them for something futile as 'wine' he loves the fruit, but he can't deny the taste of wine is.. nice.
He always studies about the type of wine he's about to drink: where the grapes were grown, the winery, the specific number of the barrel it was made. Just to spite the waiter at the restaurant you two go to after.
"Yes we would like the winter wine of Jarilo - VI." He says with a dead pant and letting the menu rest in his palms as he over looks other items "Ah yes, the wine is one of the best In term of sweetness and bitterness. Some slight undertones of–" the waiter was cut off as veritas took off his glasses "Yes it has undertones of a rose flower." The waiter just nods "indeed.. uhm and any apetizers?" Veritas scoffed and said "it's white wine so the best apetizer will be olives, as for the main course we both will have a white fish, a halibut should be the best pick." Veritas closed his eyes and leaned into the chair being smug about his knowlage. You feel embarrassed, the waiter will get a fat tip after you leave.
But if veritas does get drunk he starts to overshare everything, thoughts about his co- workers, the stupid waiter, you. But you don't get insulted, praised mostly. "How can you date such a bastard like me.." He genuinely felt awful grabbing your face in his palms and staring intently into your eyes "if I ever. Speak to you as a lower being. You are allowed to hit me."
So basically veritas gets very truthfull and his smug facade breaks around you, if he would be drunk around someone like aventurine or a person from the genius society he would keep the facade on.
jing yuan
Depends on the alcohol, if it's something lightweight like a shot he'll feel fine but I think he really likes cocktails. But this guy gets sleepy. Once he lays his head on a pillow, you or the hard bar table he's out. Knocked out.
He gets just clingy won't reveal any information as the others. But he will ask you of you are his significant other, while laying on your lap.
"You are my.. partner?" He asked as you played with his white hair "I'm your partner. Yes." You smiled as he bashfully looked up at you ".. but.. you are so beautiful?" The red blush on his cheeks spreading to his whole face, now evident it was caused just by your presence. The general didn't waste a time and kissed your thigh with a grin "mhm.. my partner.." you giggled as jing yuan grounded himself on your lap, not rushing To leave.
Jing yuan gets clingy and sleepy, but he'll also will become extremely friendly with the bartender. Giving the guy a big fat tip, just for reserving him water to wash down the alcohol.
"You young man are.. SO NICE." He says while reaching out to give him like a fistful of cash, as you try to drag him away to the car "Jing yuan. This is embarrassing, let's go.." you plead hopelessly as jing yuan insists that he takes it. You were successful to get Jing yuan in the car when the bartender takes the money and thanks him for the patronage. As jing yuan sits next to you he pouts and looks out the window — angry at himself for not giving the young man more.
boothill
Can drink alot. When he was still human he had good alcohol tolerance, better than most people. But now that he's a robot he can drink ALOT more. The alcohol doesent mess with his robotic body that much, technically he can't get drunk but after drinking hard alcohol it can make his body heat up and lag speech. Also he's fond of any alcohol there isn't a thing called "too girly" or "too manly" he'll drink what ever he wants and if that pink sparkly drink has more alcohol content than that beer, count him in.
It's funny cuz if you don't drink and go to a bar with him, he will order a beer and a cocktail (sparkly pink one, with alot of fruits). When the bartender hands you two the drinks, and sees that boothill takes both.. it's a sight to see. Slurping the cocktail with a straw while flirting with you.
But if you do drink then you can prank people the same way. You'll order shots and he'll get a Piña colada. He is quite the flirt when it comes to drinking with you, offering to drink from the same stray and the accusing you of stealing an indirect kiss from him.
"Mhm.. this drink is really good, do you want a sip baby?" He grins showing off the shark like teeth "Sure." You nod but as you start describing the taste he nudges you with his elbow "how dare you.. you stole a kiss from me.. and I'm here waiting for one, for AGES" He fakes sobs as his palms rests on your lower back "Oh, ha ha funny boothill." You shove him playfully taking a sip from the straw again, licking your lips slightly "did you wear lip gloss?" You taste the faint taste of a cherry lip gloss on your tongue and he replies bashfully "noo, what?? I could never.." puckering out his lips in a pout, his lips were indeed wearing lip gloss.
This guy teases you while "drunk", but if he does get himself wasted you can't really understand him while his slurred speech is interrupted by glitches and blue screen eyes.
Honorable mention: when he drinks hard alcohol and he over heats he will burp out flames (thanks bender from futurama)
one shot of vodka! :D
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY SCARA!!
Just a drabble for pookie C:
"What's this." Scara asked eyeing the felt puppet in his hands "are you making fun of me?" He deadpanted while rubbing his fingers on the material, surely this was some sort of joke. Giving a doll to a puppet, please don't make him laugh this is insulting. Imagine giving the shogun a puppet, she wouldn't like that and would strike you down with her Musou no Hitotachi. "Don't be picky, it's hand made!" You retorted back quickly with a jab at this mean attitude "I mean, I can take it back if you want? Give you mora instead." You replied while reaching for the felt doll with a pitiful expression.
But scara turned, shielding the puppet in his grasp "no, fuck off it's mine." He hissed like a pissed off cat, grasping the doll tightly. Already forming a bond with such "meaningless" thing.
"Aw, so you DO like it." You teased while poking his arm. It was unusual for scara to feel so attached to a piece of fabric, but something about a doll someone made and not him brought him comfort — you thought about him while making it. And that's the greatest gift he could've gotten, sure he won't admit it but he grew a soft spot for you.
"Thanks." He said softly while caressing the felt dolls cheeks, the doll he kept under his hat has a new companion now and in some way it symbolizes that he will never forget his current and past self and all the people he encountered even if it means losing them to old age, death, or simply just drifting away. He will always remember them so their souls and names live on.
<3 HAPPEY BIRTHDAY 😋😋😋😊😊
Hi!
I was thinking about Childe or Diluc, but different version.
Marriage with them. What would it be like? Are they red flags or green flags?
That sounds interesting.
Im just obsessed with tartaglia and diluc. Need something to read. And your writing style is just perfect.
Thank you, have a good day!
<3
I want you to rip me apart
vampire diluc & fallen angel childe x reader
TW/ biting (diluc), blood, obsessive behavior, religious themes
You were dilucs first obsession in years, as a vampire that resided in mondstat and under many names lived lives, you were the first to catch his eye.
Sure, he was desired by many women. Young women that became old as time passed and they wonder how diluc had his youthfull look after 70 years.
You were a tea salesperson, traveling all across nations to smell the best quality tea that would make the liyue vendors seethe with rage.
So it was no suprise that he saw you entering mondstat in the death of night, with boxes full of tea and tea accessories.
He always knew what was happening in mondstat, since he wanders in night and works in a bar, drunkards speak vile things but sometimes too informative for their own good.
So when the new pretty sales person appeared and started presenting the cute tea sets to women, teas with healing properties to old folks and teas that helped with hangovers to the local drunks they were sure to grow a business here.
You had a stand across from flora and her flower stand, daily commenting how the flowers bloomed nicely and that some of the flowers had healing properties. you could say you were a 'healer' but it was mostly just apothecary and knowing what herbs have healing properties and what kind taste good.
Diluc became a daily customer, since he isn't a fan of alcohol the tea stall was a nice change of pace. Sometimes complimenting the clothes you had and how he himself saw a rose buds with the same color as your lips.
..why did he say that??
Green flags:
Once he asked you out on a date, just a simple walk to a flower medow for a picnic. Asked alot of question about each flower, if it had healing affects or if it was poisonous if ingested.
He's really pale and sometimes carries around a parasol to shield him from the scorching sun, the excuse being he always gets sunburns and it's a pain to heal after. So you recommend a cream made from lakelight lily's, since the flower mostly growns near water and has soothing/cooling effect.
Bought books about flowers and local flora to make a bouquet for you.
Hii :)
I was wondering if you could do HSR men reaching the reader coming home injured and then passing out 🙏 (Preferably with Boothill and Sampo but idm if you don't wanna do them)
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Hsr men reacting to reader passing out from injuries
Characters included — boothill, sunday
warnings: angst, mentions of death, comfort
AN: im sorry i didn't do sampo cuz I don't rlly know his character :(
Boothill
This guy has SO much trauma from his friends and family dying on his home planet so seeing one of the person he though he could protect and not fulfilling that promise.. makes him dull.
He always brags to you how he can take on anyone in a fight, his mechanical body can take it after all. He would be your shield if it meant protecting you.
So the thought of you dying of injuries was the main fear, he couldn't fulfill the one thing he promised himself on that faithful day. To protect anyone close to him, from the IPC — they won't take anyone from him anymore.
So its funny when you come home with a bloody nose, an IPC guard wanted to give your ID to him since it was a random searched. But to boothill it seemed premeditated. You didn't want to comply since you didn't do anything wrong and the IPC guard was on a high of being a 'higher up' so he punched you, right into your nose. You fell and blacked out for a moment in the black alley the guard blocked you in. Leaving you not caring what would happen next.
Boothill was mad at himself, he couldn't even save you when you were telling him how your nose was broken and leaking blood.
"I swear — I'll have to start coming with you on these trips to the store or what not. You either come back busted up or bruised.." you grinned responding in a chipper as boothill cleaned your injury and looking at diffrent places that could be broken "shouldn't I be the one to worry? You are the cowboy." He sighed like a dad who just saw their kid do something stupid and now he has to get them out of it "Yeah, yeah I'm not the one with the broken nose." He kissed your temple to offer some form of comfort.
Sunday
Another guy that fears someone close to him dying. Death is a complex thing and to him its one sensitive topic, don't ask him suddenly what he would do if you came home all bloody! Dear.. what would he do without you? ..don't leave him, don't abandon him like everyone else did. The hypothetical only leaving sunday in a shock, overthinking it to the miniscule details. Does it mean someone wants to hurt you? No that can't be it, no one would dare hurt the significant other of the sunday.
His racing thoughts were shut down as you comforted him, wrapping one arm around his waist pulling him in a hug "Don't worry sunny, It will never happen. I promise!" You promised. you promised.
Then why are you bleeding at his doorstep, clutching your side desperately to stop the bleeding. Sunday stood in fear his body not moving he saw people die, bleed and be impaled.. he himself got to experience it in the golden hour. But this is real.
Realizing what's happening he finally hurriedly crouched down to you, helping you stand and putting all of your weight you could manage on him. Letting him set you down on the expensive couch, he can't help but scrunch up his nose at the smell of blood it's rather unpleasant and seeing you in this state just rang alarm bells in his head, telling him to grab gauzes to stop the bleeding. To help you.
Sunday cleaned your wounds, softly gliding the towel around the wound trying not to irritate it further. He was mad at himself that he froze up, that he didn't help you sooner, that he wasn't with you when it happened.. blames himself for everything.
Im desperate for new dividers :C
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