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As I said here is me showing off my oc, my first time doing digital so...its bad..

LOWKEY MAY HAVE TO REDESGIN HIM BUT IM LAZY NGL..

Mine is the shitty cowboy of course 😝

(this was a collab between my friend but I don't know if she's one here 😭🙏)

I respect those who can so digital art 🙏

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Here it is, my oc x William byers.

This takes place after wills coming out scene if ya'll wanna see that then let me know!

ִֶָ. ..𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ🪽་༘࿐ִֶָ. ..𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ🪽་༘࿐ִֶָ. ..𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ🪽་༘࿐ִֶָ. ..𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ🪽

"Right on Time"

The hugs are still settling, arms slowly loosening, when the front door creaks open.

Footsteps.

Kevin appears in the doorway holding a can of soda, slightly out of breath like he rushed to grab it before anyone could stop him.

"I found the last one," he says, casual, almost proud. "Figured it might help."

He steps fully into the room.

And immediately stops.

Everyone is looking at him.

Joyce. Jonathan. Mike. Lucas. Dustin. Max. Eleven.

All of them. Smilling softly, way too focused.

Kevin blinks.

"..okay," he says slowly. "Is there something on my face?"

For half a second, no one answers.

Then Dustin snorts.

Mike breaks first, laughing and that's all it takes. Lucas chuckles, max laughs openly, Joyce covers her mouth as she laughs through happy tears, Jonathan shaking his head with a grin. Even eleven smiles wide, like sh understands the joke even if she doesn't really.

Kevin looks around, completely lost. "I- what did I miss?"

Will laughs too, bought and free, wiping at his eyes as he reaches out.

Kevin’s attention snaps to him instantly. "Hey," he says, softer now. He crosses the room and gently hands will the soda. "Here. Drink it slow, okay?"

Will takes it, their fingers brushing for just a second.

"Thanks," will says, smiling at him in a way that makes Kevin's stomach flip.

Kevin exhales, relieved, then glances back at everyone. "Why are you all acting like I walked in late to my own suprise party?"

Joyce steps forward, warm and beaming. "Kevim," she says gently, "you didn't miss anything."

Jonathan adds, grinning, "you're just right on time."

Kevin looks back at will, reading his face. Something clicks. Not all at once, but enough.

"Oh," he says quietly.

Will nods, just a little.

Kevin smiles, small and real, and sits down beside him without thinking, shoulder brushing will's. The room feels lighter now. Safer.

Dustin leans back and says, "for the record, man, your timing? Impeccable."

Kevin shakes his head still confused but smiling anyway. "I literally just bought a soda."

Will laughs again, leaning into him slightly, and Kevin let's himself stay right there.

Right where he belongs.

ִֶָ. ..𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ🪽་༘࿐ִֶָ. ..𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ🪽་༘࿐ִֶָ. ..𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ🪽་༘࿐ִֶָ. ..𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ🪽

Thank you for reading, I hope you enjoyed my requests. Are still open. Look at my pinned post on my blog to look at what fandoms I'm in and my rules.

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Promoting my discord server again because why not :b

It's a server about choso!

But you are allowed to chat about other characters or other fandoms.

We have lovley members as of now!

You are allowed to invite your friends if that makes you more comfortable talking!

Make sure to follow the rules and to be kind.

Ships are welcome but any creepy ones or shipping family is not allowed and you will be banned no warning.

You can chat to the mods or me ofc if you think something new should be added to the server!

You can promote your art work/show your art work.

You can promote your writings.

It's just a server for all jjk lovers can talk and yap.

And to make friends!

Link is here.

https://discord.gg/r8FnFyTFp

If the link doesn't work just let me know and I'll send it again!!!

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You stranger things 'fans' disgust me so bad..

If you want to ship byler or write byler shit then do it. But don't go around making will be a cheater or Mike.

Cheating shouldn't be accepted fictional or not.

Or go around bashing wills, new boyfriend because it's not Mike, please grow up 🙏

And especially the hate on the actor? Are we fr? I've seen this all before with Angela's actor.

Don't act like will is the problem, or his new boyfriend. Don't act like Mike is the problem.

It's just disgusting.

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Would anyone wanna see me posting my art work?

I aint good at it that much but lowkey am somewhat proud of it.

I'd probably post my oc's or anime/games/movie characters.

The posts would just be once in awhile.

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𓃠𓅃𓃰𓆏𓃹𓆘𓃠𓅃𓃰𓆏𓃹𓆘☸𓃠𓅃

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乀 (ˍ, ل ل じしˍ,)ノ

Making my rules/things a write for and fandoms and other stuff so it's more clear for people! And a little bit bout me!

Hi, you can call me nagi since it's an online name I go by plus I'd say it's easy to remember!

I'm an artist? Maybe? I'm not good but I'm working on it, I'm getting back into writing as you can see it's so much fun, I doubt I'll ever get big so just seeing some people enjoy my crappy work makes me happy!

I have children (OCs, I love them sm I'll happily write for them and show you some of there desgins of you guys would like.)

This will be an all ages blog/page? But yeah

If you guys would like me to do one of those things for anonymous requests were you can use an emoji so I know you by then just let me know by sending a ask or request!

!!!Requests are open right now!!!

I hope you guys enjoy my work and feedback is welcome, but try not to be rude!

Rules

No graphic gore, torture, or trauma-heavy prompts.

I write at my own pace—please don’t rush me.

Be respectful; rude or demanding messages will be ignored.

Please keep requests clear, concise, and within my fandom list

Things I won't write for:

No smut, NSFW, or explicit sexual content—ever.

No suggestive themes or heavy sexual content.

Absolutely no sexual content involving minors

I will only write fluff/mini angst for minors.

I'm not writing for long requests at the moment, so keep it short and simple please.

For now I won't ever write for mahito from jjk this is just because I don't like him and I don't feel comfortable writing for him!

Fandoms I write for:

Jjk

Blue lock

Demon slayer

Black butler

Bsd

TSHD

Stranger things

Black phone

Genshin Impact

Honkai star rail

Solo leveling

Dragon raja

Creepypasta (not any of the slendermens I forgot all there names but you know 🙏)

Wuthering waves

Can write for mha? Tho I haven't caught up with all the new stuff so it's kinda iffy

Hazbin hotel/helluva boss(maybe if I get requests I will but yh)

A silent voice

Toilet bound hanako-kun

Romantic killer

Twisted wonderland

AVATAR (jake sully and those blue people)

I may have left some stuff out so if I remember I will comment them or post again? Maybe

𓃠𓅃𓃰𓆏𓃹𓆘☸𓃠𓅃𓃰𓆏𓃹𓆘𓃠𓅃

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Rant bc I can but it's so fucking annoying telling people what animes I like bc they always say "who do you ship?"

BRO CAN WE FUCKING ASK SMTHING ELSE...

I don't watch animes for there ships..

I watch them bc it's enjoyable bc of the lore and the desgins for the anime.

And these people who ask these questions fr say some dumb ass ship..

"I ship doma x shinobu"

Mf did you watch the anime?

Did you read the fucking manga

SHINOBU HATES HIS ASS BRO

Omg and don't get me started with genshin..

Dumb ass ships...

Neuvillette x furina..

Hell nah I see them as siblings or like father/daughter...

ALSO I SAW SOMEONE SHIP FLINS X NAVIA...I FUCKING CANT BRO

Like dont get me wrong, I don't hate most ships (unless there stupid af or shipping famil..) but like asking someone who they ship everytime they say they like an anime or a game is annoying af.

And bro..when they ruin canon ships...I cant...

I find it so annoying that animes/games now are all about ships like, can we talk about the anime without mentioning any ships at all.

And omg don't start me when they ask that, and you give them an answer like let's say "I ship mitsuri x obanai" and then they start sending you hate saying dumb ass shit and saying "mitsuri x shinobu is better" or "giyuu x mitsuri is better then that" like bro...JUST SHUT THE FUCK UP 🙏

Dont ask someone who they ship if your gunna act like a lil bitch, like it doesn't make sense at all..

Anyways I'm done with my rant and again I aint even hating on people's ships..mostly but like just always asking that dumb question is annoying...

P.s if people start shipping durin I swear, he's a child I don't care what you say..

Also I'm probably gunna get hate or have people unfollow ME is gunna be funny af also reminder this is my opinion of stuff you can have your own opinion.

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So this an oc x reader, I may write more for him if you'd all like but yeah also if you'd like to see drawing of how these ocs look like id be happy to show you just ask me an I shall deliver.

“A Second Sunrise”

ִִֶֶָָ. ..𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ🪽་༘࿐ִֶָ. ..𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ🪽་༘࿐ִֶָ. ..𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ🪽་༘࿐ִֶָ. ..𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ🪽

The late-afternoon sun draped it's gold across the hilltop chapel, turning its white stone walls a warm honey color. Quests filled the rows of wooden seats outside, murmuring softly as a breeze carried the scent of summer flowers through the air.

At the altar stood Alonzo, tall and broad-shouldered, his dark suit pressed sharp a6thr lines of old scars that adored his skin. Some etched faintly down his neck, others ghosted across his hands, and one cut through his cheek leading up to his eye. His beard was trimmed close, almost unnoticeable unless one stood near enough to see the silver strands glint.

He shifted his weight, clasping his hands in front of him. Today, those scarred hands trembled-noy from fear but from overwhelmed,foreign awell of happiness that he hadn't felt in years. Not since before loss had carved itself into him.

Just behind him stoof Alkaios’s, his seventeen-year-old son, steady and solemn. He had his father's sharp eyes and his mother's gentleness. The empty space beside him gnawed quietly at the heart-where Aias, his twin, should have been. It had only been months since aias's passing, months since the laughter of two boys has become the quiet footsteps of one.

But Alkaios has insisted on today. "She makes you smile again," he had told his father. "Aias would want this. I want this."

And now, as the music began, everyone rose, Alonzo felt his breath leave him.

You walked toward him, dressed in white, every step soft and sure. When your eyes lifted to his, he felt something in him-something locked away behind grief and guilt-open like a door letting in light. For a moment, the world seemed to slow down, the breeze gentler, and the colours brighter.

When you reached him, Alonzo took your hands. His eyes glistened, though he tried to hide it behind a shaky smile.

The ceremony was simple but tender. Vows were exchanged. I'm quiet voices meant only for each other. A few guests cried. Alkaios watched his father's face-really watches, and for the first time in so long, he saw peace instead of pain.

And when the kiss sealed the promise, the crowd erupted in gentle applause.

The reception was lit by lanterns strung across the courtyard. Laughter mingled with music as friends and relatives gathered around tables decorated with wildflowers. Alonzo stayed close to your side, as though afraid you might drift away if he let go for too long.

But eventually, Alkaios tapped his glass and stood tall.

The courtyard hushed.

He swallowed once, gripping a small peice of paper-then abandoning it entirely. "I...I wanted to say a few words," he began voice cracking only slightly. "About my dad. About today."

Alonzo looked up sharply, suprise flickering across his feature.

"When my brother aias and I were little," Alkaios continued, "dad used to tell us stories every night. He was always tured from work, but he never missed a story. He wanted us to group up feeling loved. Even after... after mom passed He still tried. He tried harder than anyone could've asked."

He took a shaky breath in as some quests blinked away tears.

"When aias died...I saw something in my dad break. And I didn't know if it would ever come back." His voice trembled, but he pushed on. "Then you cam along." He looked at you with a small, grateful smile. "You didn't fix him-you remind him he was allowed to heal."

Alonzo’s throat tightened, eyes glassy.

"Aias loved you too," Alkaios’s said softly. "He told me once that he hoped dad would find someone who could give him a second sunrise." He glanced at his father. "I thinks he'd be really happy today. I know I am."

A hush swept through the courtyard-then the applause rose like a wave, warm and full.

Alonzo stoof, pulling alkaios into a fierce embrace. The scars on his hands trembled as he helo his son, whispering something only the boy could hear.

When he finally turned back to you, he cupped your cheek gently. The lantern light reflected in hus eyes, bright and alive.

"You are my second sunrise," he murmured.

And surrounded by the people who loved you both-and the memory of one who still did-the night carried on with laughter, dancing, and the soft hope of a new beginning.

ִֶָ. ..𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ🪽་༘࿐ִֶָ. ..𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ🪽་༘࿐ִֶָ. ..𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ🪽་༘࿐ִֶָ. ..𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ🪽

Thank you for reading, if you'd like to see more work of alonzo then do tell me or I can write about my other oc's, my requests are open but my inbox is glitching so it may take awhile to do your requests!

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Hello I loved your little Durin fic and genuinely thank you bc I don't see much content of him as like a child figure 🙏

With that said do you have any hcs about how he'd act around an older sibling/parent reader? I mean like things he'd do cus he's a dragon that don't rlly make sense for humans

(this is my first time requesting something so I have no idea if I'm doing it right also English is not my first language so srry if it doesn't make any sense 🫠)

Hiii! Tysm for requesting, I will always see durin as a child, and it is genuinely confirmed by hoyo and genshin characters that durin is seen as a child, so I will never write him as older since it just feels..wrong.

HOPE THIS IS TO YOUR LIKING!!!

Human Durin - Lingering Dragon Traits.

- He still has a nesting instinct. He prefers staying in the same room as you, often sitting near you on the floor without ever realising.

- Durin is quietly territorial over you, he positions himself between you and others weather there strangers or friends you know.

- He collects small items (rocks, flowers things people have thrown out) and he gives them to you, and when you give him gifts he keeps them close, placing them around his bed.

- Temperature still matters if your cold, he will offer his coat or stay close to you trying to 'share warmth'.

- He reacts to raised voices or threats too fast, his posture stiffens, eyes sharp.

- Praise from you affects him deeply. Criticism makes him unusually subdued. In dragon logic, your approval still defines safety.

- When you're hurt or exhausted, he hovers in a very un-human way, silent presence, watching staying next to you until you're better.

- He assumes you are permanent in his life and doesn't understand how to act when it'd questioned.

Sorry it's pretty short, I just don't know what other things I could add? Anyways my requests are still open!!!

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hello!! im not sure if u write for multiple characters x reader, but i was wondering if you could do cyno x f!reader x tighnari fic?? reader laughs at cyno's jokes and responds with her own, and tighnari is just sitting there wondering how he is dating and raising a kid (collei) with two idiots. and no one would him because cyno's the stoic, serious general mahamatra, and reader's the elusive, talented adventurer. no way are they sitting on the couch making dad jokes while tighnari screams into a pillow. impossible.

im soso sorry if this was long, i tried to keep it short!!

Hiii! Thank you for requesting don't worry I do take requests for multiple characters x reader! Also this is a perfect length of a request, so don't worry at all. I hope this is to your liking and I hope you enjoy it!!!

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Tighnari had long since accepted his life as strange. He lived in the rainforest, catalogued poisonous fingi for a living, co-parentwd a talented but anxious trainee ranger, and routinely dealt with mercenaries, scholars, akademiya nonsense. He was prepared for odd things.

What he was not prepared for was this.

Cyno sitting on the couch.

Not integrating someone. Not even sharpening a blade. Not silently looming in a corner like a judgment incarnate.

Sitting.

Relaxed.

And worse..smiling.

"So," cyno said, deadpan as ever, "I tried to catch a fog earlier."

Y/n leaned innsligtly, already grinning. "did you mist?"

Cyno nodded solemnly. "I did."

Y/n laughed so hard she nearly slid off the couch. "That's terrible."

"It is," cyno agreed. "Which is why it's effective."

Tighnari froze in the doorway, tail puffing up on instinct. No. No this was fake. A hallucination brought ok nu sleep deprivation. Or pollen. Probably pollen.

Y/n wiped her eyes. "Okay, okay..my turn. Why don't ruin machines ever get invited to parties?"

Cyno turned to her fully, utterly invested. "Why?"

"Because they always crash them."

Cyno paused.

Then: "acceptable."

They high-fived.

Tighnari made a sound somewhere between a strangled cough and a cry for help.

Collei, seated on the floor with a book, glanced up. "Oh, you're home early."

"Why," tighnari said faintly, pointing at the couch, "are rhe general mahamatra and on of the most elusive adventurers in sumeru are making Dad jokes in my living room..?"

Cyno looked confused. "This is a shared residence."

"And I am a father figure," y/n added helpfully.

Collei nodded. "They've been like this for an hour."

An hour.

Tighnari stared at cyno, the same man people whispered about in fear, the same man whose presence could silence a room. Then at y/n the infamous for vanishing for months and returning with impossible artifacts and half of the deserts bounty.

No one would belive this.

No one would believe they sat on the couch reading jokes so bad they should be illegal.

Cyno tilted his head. "Tighnari, would you like to hear one?"

"No."

"Why did the researcher bring a ladder to the Akademiya?"

"I said no."

"Because the knowledge was over his head."

Y/n wheezed. Collei giggled. Cyno looked proud.

Tighnari turned, marched to the bedroom, and screamed into a pillow.

When he came back out, cyno and y/n were quietly discussing wordplay strategies, like it was a tactical briefing.

This was his life now.

Raising a kid.

Dating somehow two idiots.

And absolutely no one would ever believe him.

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Thank you for reading!!!

Requests are open. Look at my pinned post as to what fandoms im in! Remember to read my rules and things I write for before requesting!!!

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I doubt this will get any views but worth a shot

I'm currently making a choso group on discord.

To allow choso fans/lovers to unite and YAP bout him

I allow yaps on other character aswell from any fandom just make sure it's in the correct chat :3

I also have an art chat so yh also might make certain ones like digital art, traditional art and others maybe?

All ages welcome!

No being a bitch for no reason or you will be banned or timed out depending on it.

⚠️AI ART IS NOT WELCOME AT ALL ⚠️

https://discord.gg/ykawRHyrc

This is the link ⬆️

If it doesn't work drop your discord user and I'll send it to you!

UMMMM ALSO SINCE ITS FAIRLY NEW IT MIGHT TAKE AWHILE FOR IT TO BE ACTIVE ACTIVE

But you are allowed to invite your friends

And you don't have to be active everyday just be active rarely!

I HOPE THIS REACHES PEOPLE AHAHA...

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I FEEL LIKE I SHOULD SSY ITS A LEGIT SERVER LIKE

I just wanna find a group of people who love choso bc it's hard to find people

💔💔💔

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A fluffy drabble about Toj meeting Megumis gf and accepting her into the family or something idk pleasee 😓

If this request is okay with you then id love to read it I barely see much fluff in the jjk fandom now lowkey😛(⁠◕⁠ᴗ⁠◕⁠✿⁠)

Okay, I tried, I hope this lives up to what you wanted me to write! And I am open to more requests!!!

𓃠𓅃𓃰𓆏𓃹𓆘☸𓃠𓅃𓃰𓆏𓃹𓆘☸

"Something to hold onto"

When Megumi first introduced you to Toji, it was… tense, to say the least..

Toji sized you up on the first day you met, the momment megumi opened the door for you he blankly stared at you arms crossed, expression unreadable amost like he preparing to fight a curse, you offered a small polite smile and he grunted at you walking away completely ignoring you.

Megumi muttered under his breath "dad..can you not?"

Toji didn’t answer. He was too busy glaring like you’d personally offended him by existing.

But it wasn't about you personally it was just toji wanst used to this softness you bring around and this closeness of watching megumi let someone in, for a long time it was just him and megumi together against the world but then you showed up, holding megumi's hand laughing at his dumb jokes.

Toji didn't trust it.

Didn't trust you.

Yet you stayed around.

You would sit and talk to him, even when he just grunted at you the whole conversation, he would watch as you helped megumi cook dinner and you would always make sure there was enough made for toji, he though he acted like he didn't care.

Slowly and very slowly, he began to notice small little things

How megumi seemed lighter around you, how you always talked about the future ahead of you and megumi was always spoken in that future.

How you tried to understand the messy fushiguro dynamic without judging it.

The shift happened one evening when you had insisted toji should join you both for dinner, plush the plate to him with a soft smile.

"Eat, you haven't had anything all day"

You said gently, as toji stared at the food, then at you and then at megumi, who shrugged and gave a look as if saying 'good loluck trying to stop her'

Toji clicked his tongue, muttered under his breath.

"Bossy brats"

But yet he sat down and slowly ate the food you had made and that was the first time you three felt something warm..something whole.

After that, he mellowed.

Just a bit.

Every time you came to visit, he'd grumble to megumi.

"Tch, she's to good for you"

Yet not matter how tough he acted and as if he didn't care, megumi could see his eyes softened.

He would claim he didnt care when you gave him home made snacks, but he always ate them first.

He'd scoff when you insisted they take a family photo as you set the camera up and posed throwing your arm around both toji and megumi's shoulder, yet he didn't move away even when he got the chance.

One day, when megumi left the room, toji spoke to you in a quiet voice.

"You're good for him," he said with a rough voice like he wasn't used to speaking gently "he..needs someone like you"

You smiled at toji. "I care about him a lot. And I don't plan to go anywhere any time soon"

Toji gave a small, almost invisible nod, the closest he'd ever get to saying, "Welcome to the family."

And from them on, it was the three of you, when there was dinner, when there were movie times, late night conversations.

A strange little family, imperfect, guarded, stubborn but a family all the same.

Evenings when you were all together, toji leaning back with his srms behind his head, megumi reading quietly beside you, the warmth between you all felt like somwthing toji never thought he'd get back in his life.

This was something he was finally learning how to hold onto something.

END OMG I HOPE THIS WAS OKAY...I HOPE I GOT TOJI RIGHT? UM IDK I FEEL LIKE IVE GOTTEN BAD ON WRITING AFTER STOPPING.

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Hello! Could you write a drabble about toji being your train crush? You see him on the train every friday and you can't help but find him hot 🙃

Hi! Thank you for requesting! I hope this is to your liking and what you wanted!

⛓𓌹*♰*𓌺⛓⛓𓌹*♰*𓌺⛓⛓𓌹*♰*𓌺⛓⛓𓌹*♰*𓌺⛓⛓𓌹*♰*𓌺

You see him every morning on the 7:42 train, the man with dark hair, the shark jaw, the broad shoulders that make his black shirt look unfairly good. Toji. You learned his name one sleepy Monday, and ever since then, it's been living in your head rent-free ever since.

He always stands by the train door, one had in his pocket, the other gripping the rail like he owns the whole train. He looks bored most days, gaze hidden beneath his messy bangs, but you've caught him watching the window's reflection more than once.. watching you.

You pretend you don't notice. He definitely knows you're pretending.

Today was already going bad, but then the train jolts hard as it pulls out of the train station, you stumble, coffee sloshing, but before you can fall, a firm hand wraps around your arm. It was his. Warm, steady, and much too confident.

"You alright?" Toji asks voice low and rough in a way that makes your heartbeat stutter.

You manage to nod. "Uh yeah..sorry. didn't expect that."

His mouth curves, just a little. A half-smirk that shouldn't affect you as much as it does.

"Good, I would've hated to watch you face-plant this early."

You laugh softly, nerves buzzing.

"Thanks for the save."

He leans a bit closer, eyes flicking over like he's waiting for an excuse.

"Don't mention it." Then after a beat.."You always ride this train?"

"Every morning." You say softly.

His smirk widens. "Yeah. I figured."

Your stomach flips. "Why's that?"

He shrugs, gazes unmoving, warm, and deliberate. "Hard to miss someone I look for."

before you can even breath, the train begins to slow for the next stop. Toji shifts, stepping back towards the door. He presses the button, turns back to you-and there's something playful in the head tilt he did.

As the doors slide open, he throws you one last look. "See you tomorrow," he says, and then a small smirk is seen on his scared lips. "My little train crush."

And then just like that he steps off.

The doors shut between you-leaving you staring after him, pulse racing, already counting the hours until the next 7:42 train.

⛓𓌹*♰*𓌺⛓⛓𓌹*♰*𓌺⛓⛓𓌹*♰*𓌺⛓⛓𓌹*♰*𓌺⛓⛓𓌹*♰*𓌺

(My requests are still open! Look at my pinned post to see what and who I write for and my rules aswell! Thank you for reading I hope you enjoy this!! ❤️)

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Yes, no one asked for this, but I love durin, HE IS MY SON HES SO CUTE!!

⚠️I see him as a child/he is child like, so all my writing of him will be platonic/mother/father figure (I will be happy to write a male reader!)⚠️

"Little Lessons of teyvat"

(Durin x mother-figure reader)

ִֶָ. ..𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ🪽་༘࿐ִֶָ. ..𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ🪽་༘࿐ִֶָ. ..𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ🪽་༘࿐ִֶָ. ..𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ🪽

Snowflakes drifted lazily from the sky, melting on Durin’s dark scales as he padded alongside you. Even in his small, re-hatched form, barley taller than your waist- he walked with careful steps of someone trying very hard to be good.

You nudged him with your elbow.

"Are you cold?"

Durin blinked, pupils wide and soft as moonlit ink. "No. The snow feels...curious." he lowered his head and stuck out his tongue, catching a flake. "IT tastes like clouds."

You laughed. "Close enough."

Today was Lesson Number Three of 'how humans work.' Durin took these lessons very seriously; you suspected he'd start taking notes soon if you didn't stop him.

"Y/n," he said gravely, "you promised to explain why humans live in houses instead of caves."

"I did." You gestured toward the quiet village ahead, smoke curling from chimneys. "Humans build homes because we're not as tough as dragons. We need shelter from weather and a safe place to rest."

Durin nodded, as if filing the information into a little mental book titled 'important things y/n says.'

"Then...humans are soft." He says with a tilted head.

"Very soft," you agreed. "Like bread."

He stopped. "I must protect bread."

You froze for half a second..then snorted.

"That's not exactly what I meant."

Durin huffed proudly. "I will stoll protect bread."

You rubbed your forehead. Somewhere, a baker in Mondstadt was about to find their shop guarded by a very determined dragon.

As you walled, he matched his pace to yours-slow, careful, almost dainty. He always did that, though he tried to pretend he didn't.

"Another question," he said. "What is laughter? Humans do it a lot."

He watches your face as though waiting to catch the moment you demonstrated it.

"Well," you began considering, "laughter is..when something makes your heart feel light. When you're happy."

Durin looked thoughtful. He lifted his head, tried to copy the expression you used when you laughed-eyes squinting, mouth upturned, a little huff of breath.

It was...terrible. absolutely terrible.

You burst our laughing anyway.

Durin perks up. "Like thag?"

"Exactly like that."

He preened.

You reached up and brushed the snow from between his horns. He leaned into your palm instinctively-warm, trusting, a little too big to be a lap creature but still convinced he was.

"Y/n.." He murmured. "I like learning about humans."

"Yeah?"

"Yes." He leaned on his tippy toes so your foreheads touched-his warm, yours cold "because you are one."

Your breath caught; the words were simple, but the meaning wasn't.

You smiled, resting your hand on his head gently patting him.

"Well then, we'll learn everything together. All at your pace."

You smiled, resting a hand on his snout.

Durins tail curled around your leg, as gently as a dragon possibly could.

"Then...today," he declared, "I will learn about bread."

"Oh no," you groan, but he was already bouncing-yes, bouncing towards the village.

You hurried after him, laughing as snow flurried in his wake.

And durin, a short dragon of storms and shadows, turned back to look at you with a smile that made even winter feel warm.

ִֶָ. ..𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ🪽་༘࿐ִֶָ. ..𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ🪽་༘࿐ִֶָ. ..𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ🪽་༘࿐ִֶָ. ..𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ🪽

Thank you for reading! My requests are open, so feel free to ask me anything! Look at my pinned post to see all the fandoms I write for! I have an odysseus x reader that will be out tomorrow sometime, anyways hope you enjoyed tips are welcome (only nice ones don't be a bitch..)

ix-ch0s0

Heh, this is based on epic musical mainly, I'll write for other characters you would want me to, so Antinous is kinda iffy? I love his desgin and his voice, but with everything he said had sang, it makes me eh on him 😭😭😭

✨️My requests are open just look at my pinned post on my page✨️

ִֶָ. ..𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ🪽་༘࿐ִֶָ. ..𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ🪽་༘࿐ִֶָ. ..𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ🪽་༘࿐ִֶָ. ..𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ🪽

"Welcome home, my love"

The shores of ithaca were golden in the layers afternoon light, and for a long moment, Odysseus just stood there breathing in the sadly air of his hime land, his kingdom. Twenty years of storms, battles, the gods, monsters, and the longing of his family, allaeemed to melt beneath the gentle breeze and the hush of the waves His heart thudded un his chest, a mixture of fear and joy, thought rushed through his head.'What if they dont remember me.' What if she had moved on from me.'

But then he heqred it. A soft whisper that even the waves couldn't cover.

"Father?"

The voice of a man called out, he looked into a pair of eyes that looked exactly like his, a face made from his and his face mainly looking like him but..younger. it was telemachus, the son he wished to see, the one he held guilt for, for not being the father he should have, for leaving him at such a young age.

"MY boy," he breathed out, and suddenly they were in each other's arms, telemachus held him fiercely as though he might anchor himself to all the lost years. Odysseus buried his face into hus son's shoulder, overwhelmed by the realization that the small baby he had left behind had grown taller, taller than him.

“I knew you'd come home," telemachus said, voice trembling. "Mother said you would."

At rye mention of her, Odysseus felt his breath catch, as he followed his son up the stone path to the castle, each step felt heavier and light at once, until the shape of the familiar castle he jad built rested in his veiw. The door stood open and in its frame, frozen like a figure carved from longing, and hope stood you.

Your hand flew to your mouth. For a heartbeat you didn't move, you ddint breath afraid that this was all a dream, a joke being played by the God's,his red cloak was battered his hair threaded with gray, his eyes tired yet they still held the same look of Odysseus.

"Odysseus?" You whispered.

He raced across the hall in two quick strides. The momment his hands cupped your face, the twenty years vanished. You surged into him arms locking around his neck, and he held you as though he could make up for every night he had slept alone under foreign skies.

"I never stopped coming back to you," he murmured into your hair. "Not once."

You laughed-sgaky, bright, half disbelieving-and pulled back just enought to see him clearly. "You came home." You said, fingertips brushing the lines around his eyes, th3 new scars on his arm, the similar curve of his cheek. "You really came home."

"I had to," he said softly. "My heart had always been here."

Telemachus leaned in the doorway, smiling at the sight of his parents together again, whispering to each other like two young lovers reunited after only a day apart. A warm breeze swept through the room, lifting the curtains, filling the house with sunlight.

Odysseus kissed you-gently at first, then twenty years' worth of unsent letters and unspoken prayers. When you finally parted your forehead rested against his. And you whispered:

"Welcome home, my love."

And for the first time in two decades, odysseus felt whole.

ִֶָ. ..𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ🪽་༘࿐ִֶָ. ..𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ🪽་༘࿐ִֶָ. ..𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ🪽་༘࿐ִֶָ. ..𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ🪽

Hi, I hope you enjoyed reading this, and yes I am aware that I didn't wrote the fighting scene and all that, because I feel like I wouldn't write it as good as I want? Since I've not really wrote a battle scene for a good while and plus my battle scenes were shitty back then. Don't trust myself...