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WHY ARE YOU EATING ROCKS-
little quirks each of the characters has.
characters: albedo, childe, diluc, kaeya, xiao, & zhongli reader: gn!reader warnings: none. be warned that it’s april fools, but in all serious: none.
a/n: absolutely an april fools series of headcanons. please do not take these seriously.
albedo
at random times, you get the creepiest feeling about your boyfriend. you can never put your finger on it though.
the unsettling feeling always lurks and you feel almost guilty. it’s not a flight or fight response, nor is it a ‘this dude is weird’ type of feeling. rather, it’s just an odd feeling, like something is off about him.
you’ve never been able to place a finger on it until one day, you keep rubbing at your eye because something is in it. after blinking numerous times, the itchy feeling finally goes away, but you then look at your boyfriend’s eyes, wondering if he saw your little struggle.
albedo didn’t notice, completely transfixed in his book. you stare at him a bit longer. eyes… you think and your mystery is solved.
you now understand why he unsettles you at times.
you watch him in fascination as he reads his book, flipping the pages. you watch him for what feels like eons before you can’t take it anymore. you choose to burst out your revelation about him.
“you don’t blink!” you declare, having thoroughly decided that that was the issue with your otherwise lovely boyfriend.
albedo looks up at you slowly. he makes eye contact with you. and, of course, he blinks.
“what?” the blonde asks confusedly, blinking once more. you let out a deflated little sigh as his blinking schedule appears to go back to normal.
maybe next time you could record a video on your kamera and show him.
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Please write another part or something, I can’t live without knowing how this ends! 😭😭😭
Part three of the Diluc fic?? Pls I need it
I'm glad you need it, because here it is!
Cue evil smile.
(Part 1 here, part 2 here)
Harsh Words: Tell me More
(Diluc X Reader: Part 3)
Perhaps your avoidance was becoming something of a nuisance to Diluc. Perhaps it was becoming the object of his obsession.
Either way, he was at the complete mercy of the little information he could actually find as to where the hell you had decided to disappear off to for the last ten days. He was certain - more than certain, given how many times he had asked his network - that you had left the city. Not that he could even blame you, really. He knew it was his fault that you had decided to leave. Somewhere deep in his soul, he knew.
But he couldn’t let you go. It was making him ill just thinking about it.
His main lead as to where you were lies in the hands of his very own brother. He knew that the last day he had seen you - a begotten day that refuses to cease haunting him - you had visited Kaeya. He knew that you had gotten help escaping notice from the search for you through him. How funny it was, that even though you were missing, the assigned knights under Kaeya just so happened to not be able to find you. How awfully convenient it was that they had decided to only search within city walls. It was all too telling.
Diluc wasn’t buying it. Kaeya had to know where you went off to.
“Master Diluc.” A voice called to him quietly, rounding the corner of the winery interior with Adelinde trailing behind. He peered up from his desk, quickly collecting the papers in front of him into a single pile.
“Jean.” He greeted back. “Unusual for you to visit.”
“Yes, I suppose so.” She stepped closer to the desk, her actions seemingly careful as she peered at the pages. “I was… well, it was suggested that I check on you. There seems to be some concern over your current state.”
“So Kaeya sent you.” Diluc leaned back in his chair with a low huff. “I’m sorry to have wasted your time, Jean. I’m perfectly alright.”
She was silent. He could tell by the way that she refused to look away that she didn’t believe a word of that. “If I ask you something, will you be honest with me?”
“Perhaps.”
She took a deep breath. “Do you know why Y/N left Mondstadt?”
Diluc’s eyes set into focus, then became hazy with the memories fazing by him. His expression darkened and it took him less than a moment to recognise the monster within himself.
Jean watched the shifts carefully, meticulously.
“My apologies for wasting your time, Jean.” He looked down; Her eyes followed once more to the paper, the perfectly cursive handwriting - his handwriting - was written in blunt, short details, traces of information, and extraneous details.
Every single line about you.
Jean spotted your name, stepping closer to the table once again.
“As the acting grandmaster, I’m sorry to have to do this to you Master Diluc.”
The sheath of metal snapped his attention to her, and his eyes were met with the close point of a blade. “Diluc Ragvindr, you are under arrest for connections to the missing persons case of Y/N.”
Diluc heard the sound of voices outside: More knights. Of course she hadn’t come alone, not when Kaeya hadn’t bothered to show up himself. His mind wandered momentarily; He could take them all out with ease should he select the murderous path. For you, he would.
But for you, for finding you, it would be far more advantageous to comply, and fast.
“If I tell you everything, here, will you let me go?”
Her eyes narrowed, her expression closing in as she considered the words. Then, she sheathed her sword in a swift motion and pulled on the opposing chair, taking a seat. “To be clear, this won't clear you of arrest if there’s still reason to. Start talking.”
And he did. For once, he actually told the full truth.
Diluc told her everything, the entirety of the fight; The escalation when you and him had both doubled down on your opinions of your friendships, the yelling that occurred and his refusal to let you leave. Breakfast, the drinks, and Kaeya. He told her of his suspicions that Kaeya knew where you were, almost certainly. He told her that the morning you fought, and he had hurt you, that he knew he had seriously fucked up.
Jean watched him carefully, her silence a looming presence between them. She reached down and lifted a piece of paper, the one of many on his desk that had details scribbled all over the page in a kind of organisational madness.
“Diluc.” He voice was quiet. “Do you realise the gravity of what you have done?”
He pressed his lips into a thin line. “I don’t know.” If he was able to give anything to stop himself from shaking right now, his honestly was where he could start. He knew he was petulant when it came to his emotions, maybe because he his self-understanding is that of a child.
Emotional repression has its downsides.
“May Barbatos bring Y/N to a safe place.” Jean stood. “Wherever that may be.”
“What are you implying?” He felt like he was going to cry.
“I mean to say, Diluc, that they’ve probably already left Mondstadt.” Jean stepped away from the chair with a sigh. “I will inquire with Captain Kaeya as to any leads regarding Y/N’s whereabouts. Whether that information will be relayed back to you is still to be decided.”
“Jean.” Diluc stood, hand resting atop the papers. Their eyes were caught. “Please.”
She held his gaze for a moment, searching for exactly what she found. “I cannot guarantee anything to you, Master Diluc.” She held the paper she had taken out to him, and he took it back with a somber expression.
Regret, devastation, and an unwavering dedication that told her that Diluc was going to become a problem.
——
Jean stepped into the headquarters with an unusually blank expression on her face.
In the foyer, two voices pierced her attention. Kaeya held a piece of paper covered in crayon markings, excitedly talking to an excited Klee who was smiling and laughing at the words which seemed to miss the acting grandmaster’s ears.
“Kaeya.” Jean called out as she approached the two with a steady pace.
“Good morning master Jean!” Klee smiled at her, the brightness bringing a small smile to her own face.
“Good morning Klee.” Jean knelt down and placed a hand on Klee’s head. “I need to speak to Kaeya. Would you mind hanging out with miss Lisa for a little while?”
“Is Kaeya in trouble?” The young girl asks with a frown. It was almost adorable.
Jean chuckles, drawing her hand away. “He might be, but probably not. I have to ask him some questions to find out.” The girl’s expression twisted, and the door of the library opened - Lisa might have been listening in, Jean had determined.
“But mister Kaeya would never do anything bad.”
“I don’t think he did either, but I have some very important questions to ask him. I promise that you’ll be able to see him in a little while.”
“It’s alright, Klee. I’ll be back out in a moment.” Kaeya ruffles her hair with his spare hand.
Klee tugs on his sleeve. “You promise?”
“I promise. Now, go find miss Lisa and I’ll be there in a few minutes.”
“Mm, okay!” Klee smiled and turned around. “Bye master Jean, bye Kaeya!” She waved as she wandered toward the open door of the library. Jean stood back up and peered toward the door, giving Lisa a small nod of acknowledgement before the door closed behind the librarian.
The acting grandmaster turned her attention to the cavalry captain. She caught his eye, and he nodded.
“You went to Dawn Winery, didn’t you?”
She turned swiftly on her heel. “My office.”
The two walked into the office and she closed the door, stepping around the desk as he stood in front of it. Here, they wouldn’t be overheard.
“Diluc tells me of his suspicions that you may be hiding Y/N’s location.”
“He would think that, wouldn’t he?” It wasn’t much of a question.
“Kaeya.” She crossed her arms. “Is it true?”
He hesitated, eyes dancing around the desk as he placed the drawing Klee had done down on it. “Let me explain why I did it before you do anything.” His voice was drawn, soft.
Jean was silent, leaving the floor open for him to talk. He sat down with a sigh.
“Diluc’s behaviour toward Y/N seemed to escalate to a point where it was no longer the best thing for them to be around him. They asked me what they needed to do and I told them to take some time away from Mondstadt?”
“You were trying to protect them?”
“Yes.”
Jeans sighs, sitting in her chair. “I see. This does align with everything I was told.”
“What were you told?”
She eyed him carefully. “He informed me of all the events leading up to Y/N’s disappearance. He suspected that you may have been involved in arranging such a thing. It seems to me that that is the truth.”
“It is.” Kaeya admitted.
“And you lied to the knights about this.”
He folded his hands into his lap. “Perhaps I shouldn’t have, but I couldn’t assure their safety if I had done that from the start. The knights don’t have the full story. If someone had told Diluc, then… who knows.”
“That wasn’t your decision to make, Kaeya.”
He pressed his lips into a thin line. “Master Jean, with all due respect, you don’t know Diluc and Y/N as well as I do. He is going to snap when he finds out where they are.”
“When?” She questioned.
“It’s only a matter of time, isn’t it?”
Jean shuffled the folders on her desk and found the one for your disappearance. “Are you going to tell me where they are?”
“I don’t have a choice, do I?”
“You have the choice to lie.” She crossed her arms on the table. “But I wouldn’t recommend it."
——
“Master Diluc.” Adelinde placed a letter onto the table, right by the food that he wasn’t too keen on eating right now. “An anonymous note. Some information about Y/N.”
That got him to look up. “A note?” His eyebrows creased. “Bring it here.”
She hesitated, but followed his command. He took the piece of paper and read over it quickly. His eyes seemed to shine ever so much as his eyes scanned the words, almost frantically, over and over and over.
“Maybe the guild isn’t as useless as the knights after all.” He placed the letter aside and picked up his utensils. “Thank you, Adelinde. I’ll be leaving the winery in an hour. Make sure everything is set.”
“Of course.” She dismissed herself with a curtsey, wandering away.
Diluc let out a deep laugh, one that didn't give him even the slightest silver of a smile upon his face. Maybe Jean was right in that look that he had given her, the one that told him he wasn't in a good mental state. Maybe even Kaeya had been in the right to have her check in on him. He wasn't going to stop.
When he was finally stopped, he ate the entire meal in front of him for the first time in two weeks. He was going to need the energy if he was going to make it all the way through Dragonspine.
But that was neither here nor there.
In the darkness of the early night, your own hands graced a letter, and you let out a curse. It was time to move again.
No, I’m totally not crying because of how cute this is-
Taking Saramouche's hat off and putting it on your head.
(He's just staring at you like "??")
Yes, you were bored. That was a given by the way you flopped around the bed and meandered about the house. You had done everything that you thought of but nothing held your attention for long. Why were some days just so much less fun than others.
Scara sat with his back pressed into the armchair. His leg crossed as he looked over documents. It was supposed to be a day off for the both of you, but when you woke up and he was busy reviewing reports and shooing off a Fatui agent by the time you entered the living room, you knew those plans were on hold.
So, you stood by the counter and took a sip of your morning beverage while you watched him work. Rude, pay attention to me. You huffed into your drink as the thought fell to the bottom of your cup.
That's when you noticed something about his attire and the slyest idea slipped into your mind.
Carefully, you made your way toward him arms stretched outward while your feet moved as softly as they could. When you within reach, you snatched his hat that dangled in the corner of the chair and swiftly placed it on your head.
"What are you doing?" Scara asked, his tone disinterested which conflicted with his question.
"Mmm, nothing." You bit your lip and spun around, holding onto the edge of the hat to keep it in place. The weight of it threw you off and you stumbled backward with a delighted giggle.
"That's not a toy." He twisted, eyes tracking you as you moved like a freshly born fawn in the living room.
"Yeaaa, but you have to admit," skipping to the mirror you looked at your self in the reflection. Fingers testing the balance of the large circular hat before realizing it would fall without their assistance. "I do look good in this ... Even if I have to hold on."
"Come here." You did as requested, galloping around the couch and coffee table to stand in front of him. He gestured for you to lower yourself and you did, making sure your legs were comfortable on the floor as you moved in-between his. His index finger pushed up your chin and you did your best to keep the hat from falling. "Don't move, I'll show you how to wear it."
"Yay!" You smiled so grandly at him that the color of your joy found his cheeks. "I can see why you wear it," you began, watching him intently as he adjusted the large adornment on your head. "It must make you feel powerful too."
When he finished, he pulled your hands away and let you test the way it fit. You were shocked that it didn't slip and laughed again. You're eyes were closed, that's why you didn't see him move close to you nor see the devious, dangerous smile that stretched across his lips. "That's not what makes me powerful."
Another benefit of a hat this large meant that private moments like these could only be enjoyed by the two under it's shade.
This is way too cute to handle-
Diluc x F Reader Telling him you are pregnant.
Word count: 1235
Warnings: None.
Title: Diluc x Reader Telling him you are pregnant.
Summary: All in the title.
(Gif not mine credit to owner.)
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stay safe out there, guys (and girls, and all in between ❤)
always remember to wear protection
Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Hetalia: Axis Powers Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: France (Hetalia)/Reader Characters: France (Hetalia), Reader Additional Tags: francehetaliaxreader, francexreader - Freeform, francisbonnefoy, Hetalia, Hetaliaxreader Summary:
“Eleanor was right. She never looked nice. She looked like art, and art wasn't supposed to look nice; it was supposed to make you feel something.”
― Rainbow Rowell, Eleanor & Park
I am now friends with everybody in this post. ❤ And the person who posted it.
internet friends are kinda like illegally downloaded friends. you don’t get the physical copy but you still get all the great content
butterflies.
via weheartit
That’s My Husband - America x Reader
Working at a local McDonald’s and flipping greasy, calorie flipped, mystery “meat” paddies that cause the death of a crap ton of people every year. But hey! You gotta do somethin’ to keep bills payed (even though they don’t pay nearly enough for that...), food on the table, clothes on your back, and a roof over your head. That’s just the way life works. Working 8+ hours every day with no break to speak of over a hot grittle and flipping greasy patties of death.
“Y/n, we have another order for 35 Big Macs, 15 Large Coca-Colas, 30 Large fries, 5 Oreo Flurries, 10 M&M Flurries, 2 Vanilla cones, 10 Large Chocolate shakes, 25 Strawberry & Crème pies, 25 Apple pies, and a Large Strawberry shake”, said your co-worker and window-worker, Shauna.
I sighed before replying. “I swear to every God I can think of-”, I said as I turned to start making the Godzilla sized order.
*Time skip bought to you by Jake from State Farm*
The work was hard but the one thing that inspired you to keep going was the ring on your finger. ‘Gotta keep trucking along for him. The order is done and now all I have to do is collect the money, pass the order, then I can go home after cleaning.’
“Alright, Shauna. Take these. I’m about to start cleaning.” I began to gently massage the sides of my head to help tame the headache that was bigger than Gilbert’s, another co-worker of mine’s ego. Once she had to cart with the order on it, I let her loose and started tidying up so I could book it out of there for day.
About 20 minutes later, I head Shauna calling my name and Gilbert laughing at something. I walked into the kitchen readying myself to beat Gilbert with a frying pan if he had somehow ripped the large LED “M” off the building. Again. That story is for another time. “N/n, one of our customers thinks you’re super hot and he wants to go on a date with you later.” Shauna and Gilbert were struggling not to laugh at your expression. ‘How do I turn them down in the nicest way possible?’, I thought as I neared the window only to be met with a cute blonde boy chilling in his Red Corvette. He had eyes of ocean blue, a really cute ahoge tucked into his waves of golden locks. A blush arises onto my cheeks as he flashes me and smile of pearly white and winks at me.
After getting over my heavy blush, I turned to my giggling co-workers who were now leaning on each other for support while trying to stifle their laughs.
“Gilbert. Shauna.” I called out to them for their attention. They then turned to me panting from all the laughing they did. I rolled my eyes at the foolish duo and spoke up.
“That’s my husband, Alfred F. Jones.”
- Extended Ending-
“So, am I getting that number or what?”
“Alfred, shut up. I love you and I’ll deal with you when I get home.”
Lego Queen - Denmark x Reader
I slammed down the trunk of my midnight blue 2016 Kia Soul after grabbing my stuff from the back. As I walked through the door, I was immediately stabbed in the bottom of the foot by a red Lego brick. After falling to the ground and cradling my floor in pure agony, I let out a frustrated growl. I looked up from my foot and saw a Lego set that had "132 pieces" printed on the box along with "LEGO Wedding Favor Set".
'Weird. Mathias always calls me to brag about whatever new Lego set he decides to buy. Heh. Guess he didn't this time?', I thought to myself. That's when I noticed how quiet it was in the house. The Nord's van was parked in the driveway, so many they decided to go out and do something? They always tell me when they're going out while I'm absent.
After I put away the stuff I purchased in my room, I peeked into everybody else's rooms and seen that they were indeed empty as could be. "Maybe they'll pop back in later." I didn't realize how tired I was until I lied down on the couch. The tiredness slowly took over me and my eyes closed as I drifted off into a world of dreams.
I woke up to the smell of good food and the sound of Lukas attempting to murder Mathias, Iceland arguing with Mr. Puffin, and the whole shebang. Lovely. When they noticed that I was awake, they quickly stopped whatever they were doing and Mathias fixed his long, black coat and pulled out what appeared to be a tiny, ring-box sized, 'LEGO' box with the words "2 pieces- Engagement Ring Set". I let out a light gasp as the Nordics held up signs in the style of 'LEGO' boxes with each one carrying a single word that would make a sentence that would change the course of my future forever. "Will you marry me?" was the sentence that all of those 'LEGO' boxes created.
"Y/n, before I met you, every single 'LEGO' set I ever came across was filled with the same color scheme; black, dark grey, medium grey, light grey, and white. There was little joy, or color to go around. But the day that I me you, everything changed. All of a suddenly, all of my 'LEGO' sets were different shades of greens, yellows, browns, oranges, pinks, purples, blues – you get the gist." I was in tears those words. Was this really happening? Was this all a dream that I'd wake up from before the ring made it to my finger?
Even Berwald seemed to be somewhat moved by everything that was happening! "Y/n L/n, will you do me the honor of becoming Y/n Køhler, Queen of the North and rule 'LEGO' land by my side as the 'LEGO' queen?" As he finished his emotional speech, he got down on one knee and pulled out an 18-karat gold 'LEGO' brick shaped ring and handed me the 'LEGO' wedding set from earlier.
"YES!! YES, A THOUSAND TIMES, YES!", I screamed as tears poured down my face. I couldn't believe it. I was going to get married to the love of my life and be crowned as the "Queen of Lego Land".
The ring: https://santegrace.com/products/18k-gold-lego-ring?variant=42888908407037
The Lego set: https://www.amazon.com/LEGO-Wedding-Favor-40197-Piece/dp/B078XTGCZ5
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Reblog if you hate favoring one child over another
Reblog if you wish child abuse can just BURN IN THE FIERY PITS OF HELL
Reblog if you know that raping your own child and brainwashing them is just disgusting
Reblog if you believe that neglecting your kid is just another way of killing them without looking at them
Reblog if you know that terrible childhoods usually end up with broken children
They say nothing is perfect but I’m starting to think that a certain vehicle was named after somebody in here. ;)
Shuu: Nissan Altima
Reiji: Definitely have a classic car. 1974 Jaguar xj6
Ayato: Chevrolet Corvette
Kanato: Fiat
Laito: Ferrari
Subaru: SUBARU OUTBACK!
Kino: Lamborghini
When you play techno at a Russian party
They won the war because their moves were so lit lmfao
Tenshi Academy turned 1 today!
#queenenergy!!
Zheng Yi Sao (1775 - 1844) was a Chinese pirate and one of the most successful pirates of all time. Before marrying a pirate captain, she had worked as a prostitute. After her husband's death, she took charge of his fleet. At one time, she had command over 400 junks and around 50,000 pirates.
I got it a while ago but for some odd reason, it wouldn’t let me post.
I put these in a Hetalia Bf Scenarios I’m working on in WattPad...
This is for your eyes only. ;)