came back to announce i made a new account where I'll start writing on soon. Currently working on finishing the masterlists, but I hope to be done within 2 days!
Tho my new blog is heavily sapphic focused, so keep that in mind
New blog: @sapphiicism
Since I have a new blog that means this one is officially archived, I won't be returning on here except reblogging this a few times
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SYNOPSIS: after a long day of doing their job , your girlfriend finally entered your guys' shared home, only to find you sleeping on the couch instead of in the bed of your shared bedroom
CW: fem!reader, fluff, pet names, physical affection, characters being soft for you, CUDDLES YAYYY, lowkey domestic, established relationship, mention of marriage in Robin's part, english isn't my first language(which means grammar & spelling mistakes), uhh not proofread
- notes. . . first fic on this blog and its just me being gay for hsr women wow(surprising ik). sorry im just a sucker for this kind of stuff nshdjsjsjf
if some others are shorter than the rest i apologize, i honestly only wrote this because i wanted to write smth like this for jade LMAO
for some reason i got really stuck on Robin's part, so if that feels really rushed its bc of that💔
i also was gonna write for kafka, bronya and himeko but i genuinely couldnt find the motivation to write for them after how stuck i got on robin's part, so i'll probably make a part 2 of this with them(hopefully..)
JADE – 翡翠
It isn't anything new with Jade coming home late. Due to her status as one of the stonehearts, Jade is most of time if not always busy with paperwork or being Lady Bonajade.
During your relationship with Jade you've grown used to being alone most of the time in your guys' appartement. Still you miss your girlfriend nonetheless
Jade feels bad for not being able to spend as much time with as she would like. Even if you've told her it's fine, she can't help but feel a pang of guilt coming home with you already in bed sleeping while a plate of food is laying on the counter for her that you made
Normally you would be sleeping in the bed you and Jade share, but instead you wanted to wait for your girlfriend to come home
You've been feeling exceptionally touch-starved today. You really just wanted to hold your beautiful girlfriend again
You've been waiting for 2 hours now and you could feel your drowsiness taking over and your eyelids starting to close. Yet you tried shaking of feeling of tiredness, determined to stay up and greet your girlfriend
Still you couldn't keep your eyes open for too long as you could sleep starting to take over. And before you knew you were sleeping on the couch while softly mumbling a bit.
The door clicked open as Jade carefully entered the appartement not wanting to wake you up. She's home later than usual, only because some dumb IPC worker made a mistake and Jade was ordered to solve it.
She really hopes you won't be upset with her for coming back later than usually. Jade sighed and slipped of her heels. Softly walking through the corridor and entering the living room. While walking Jade suddenly came to a halt.
There on the couch was you. Sleeping soundly, sometimes mumbling a little. Jade's eyes softened upon seeing you. She quietly approached you, kneeling down till she was face to face with.
Carefully she caressed your cheek, her thumb softly rubbing over your cheek. Your nose scrunched up a little from the touch, but didn't wake up from it.
Jade could of let out a chuckle, ‘‘Seems like someone has been waiting for me hmm?’’ Jade softly whispered with a small smirk on her lips. ‘‘Sorry for making you wait my dear, hope you can forgive me.’’
Jade then picked you up, careful not to wake you up. In a instant you started nuzzling into her neck while letting out a sleepy mumble. Jade kissed your temple, inhaling your scent.
As you guys entered your shared bedroom, Jade still carrying you. She gently lowered you on the bed, giving you one last peck on the lips before getting changed in her sleeping attire.
Slowly she crawled into the bed and pulled you into her chest from behind. Jade didn't immediately go to sleep instead she was staring at you, her beloved girlfriend. Jade never thought she would be in a relationship, but her she is, cuddling her girlfriend. Jade only tightened her grip on your waist, not enough to wake you up, but firm enough that you wouldn't be able to leave her hold(not that you would ever want to anyways).
As tiredness was starting to take over, Jade gave a final kiss on your neck before nuzzling into your collarbone and mumbling soft ‘‘Goodnight, my love.’’
YUKONG – 驭空
Being the head Sky-Faring Commission never bothered Yukong too much as she didn't have anything else to worry about.
But now that she has a girlfriend, it started to bother her.
Yukong doesn't always come home late, she sometimes gets home early enough for you guys to eat dinner together.
Still there are times where Yukong does come home rather late, due paperwork and affairs she has to arrange.
You guys do always have lunch together, but Yukong wishes to be on your side no matter when.
Both because she wants to keep an eye on you and your safety, but also because she craves your company. Yukong hasn't felt this way for a while, not since Caiyi died.
So Yukong tries to come home as fast as she could, unfortunately this time that seemed impossible. While Yukong sighed in annoyance, she hoped you wouldn't mind her being home later than usual.
As for you, you were reading a book still waiting for Yukong to arrive. Yet as more time passed, you could feel your eyes drooping. Before sleep took over you could hear the faint sound of keys rustling, before everything went black.
Yukong entered your shared house, letting out a quiet yawn. She's tried to finish as fast as she could, unfortunately she had a lot more paperwork then usual.
As she took of her heels and undid her fur collar, her ears flicked at the sound of quiet snores. Slowly but silently Yukong walked towards the noise, only to find you napping on the living rooms couch with the book you were reading still in your hands.
Yukong just stood there for a minute, quietly taking this sight in, before smiling softly. She walked towards you, carefully taking the book from your hands and placing it on a nearby table.
You slightly stirred from the action, but not enough to wake up. Yukong then started to lightly run her hand through you hair. You let out a soft noise of content from it, while Yukong could only look with eyes full of affection.
‘‘How can someone be this adorable.’’ Yukong quietly mumbled with amusement laced in her voice.
You guys stayed like that for a bit, before Yukong decided it was time to get you in bed. As she slow but steadily picked you up and walked towards the bedroom.
Entering the bedroom, Yukong walked over towards the bed and carefully laid you down. You immediately snuggled into the nearest pillow you could find. Yukong eyes only softened at the adorable sight. She gave a soft kiss on your cheek before she went to change out of her work clothes into something more comfortable.
As she crawled under the blankets and laid down next to you. Yukong just stared at your peaceful sleeping face, wondering how she got so lucky to be with someone like you.
She let out a yawn and felt her eyes starting close. She let out a content sigh, before taking your hand and kissing the palm of your hand, murmuring a sleepy, ‘‘Sweet dreams, kit.’’
ROBIN – 知更鳥
Robin is constantly traveling to different planets due her occupation of being an idol. So her not being home most of the time is very much a normal thing.
While you aren't the most happy with this situation, you'd rather have Robin be happy and continue doing her passion than having your own needs fulfilled.
Don't worry tho! Robin also misses you a lot whenever she's on a tour. So whenever she's back home in her penthouse, be prepared to be pampered by her 24/7
Any affection from Robin is heavenly, so no matter how long you've been apart from eachother, one hug from her could make up for it in a instant.
Seeing how you practically melt in her arms whenever you guys cuddle after being away for a while. Robin lightly teases you for it but she's happy you enjoy her affection so much.
You falling asleep on the couch was actually an complete accident. You were doing something, until a yawn escaped your mouth. Deciding to take a "short" nap, you were immediately knocked out the moment you closed your eyes.
Robin hummed a soft tune of one of her songs while entering the penthouse you two share. She put the keys ina bowl ontop of a drawer. The soft click of her heels could be heard throughout the penthouse.
Still humming, Robin made her way into the living, expecting the usual. You sleeping in the bedroom, while there's a plate of food on the kitchen counter.
Instead she found you, sleeping peacefully on the couch snoring a little. Robin's green eyes softened, a smile curving her lips. She stepped closer, examing your features. You let out a small groan, adjusting a little so you were laying back comfortambly in the couch. Robin had to hold herself back from squishing your cheeks with how adorable you were being right now.
Robin carefully pushed a strand of hair behind your ear, before gently caressing your cheek with her gloved hand. You responded by subconsciously nuzzling into her hand. Robin giggled softly at your action, her eyes warm and full of affection.
Still sleeping on the couch isn't the best for your back and she'd rather not want you to have back pain in the morning. ‘‘Let's get you to bed sleepy head.’’ Robin murmured, a small smile on her lips.
Robin picked you up with ease(i firmly believe in Robin being strong, you can argue with the wall if you disagree), you stirred a little, letting out a sleepy grumble of annoyance, before snuggling into Robin's warmth. Your girlfriend let out a content hum, giving a peck on the tip of your nose as compensation.
As you guys entered the bedroom, Robin slowly put you down on the bed and pulling the blanket over you. She then made her way to change into her nightwear. Suddenly your hand clasped around her wrist, Robin turned around to look at you as you groggily mutter for her to stay, while trying not to fall back asleep.
Robin could only snicker with amusement. ‘‘Don't worry love, I won't go anywhere. I'm just going to change clothes, i'll be back before you know it!’’
You let Robin's wrist go(although hesitantly), watching her go into the bathroom to change, before you felt yourself succumbing to sleep again.
When Robin came back from changing, she wasn't surprised that you fell back asleep as you could barely keep your eyes opened a few minutes ago. She slowly tiptoed to the bed and got under the covers.
Robin took your hands, gently stroking them, before humming a lullaby she used to sing a lot when she was younger. As the lullaby came to the end, Robin scooched closer to you, as you subconsiously wrapped your arms around her frame.
As Robin gazed at you, her eyes full of love and affection for you. She could only think about how she can't wait to marry you and call you her wife. She let out a small yawn, fatigueness starting to hit her. Before letting sleep succumb her completely, she softly whispered, ‘‘Goodnight dove, may Xipe bless you with sweet dreams.’’
came back to announce i made a new account where I'll start writing on soon. Currently working on finishing the masterlists, but I hope to be done within 2 days!
Tho my new blog is heavily sapphic focused, so keep that in mind
New blog: @sapphiicism
Since I have a new blog that means this one is officially archived, I won't be returning on here except reblogging this a few times
hey everyone. it's been a while huh? unfortunately i came to tell that i'm archiving this blog. i know this is sudden, but honestly writing on here feels more like a chore than for my own enjoyment. i really didn't wanna quit but i genuinely don't enjoy writing on here anymore. i've also been having a burnout with a lot of stuff and my mental health just isn't the best. i'm not deactivating this blog yet so that people can still read my writing. i might return to tumblr, but probably on a new account to start over because honestly this whole blog is a mess and i dont feel like remaking it again. i also don't want to affiliate myself with this blog anymore. i've had amazing memories on here though, but i wish to leave this account behind. thank you for staying here even for how long i've been inactive. maybe i'll move over to ao3 who knows. well it's a goodbye for now. thank you for reading this
hey everyone. it's been a while huh? unfortunately i came to tell that i'm archiving this blog. i know this is sudden, but honestly writing on here feels more like a chore than for my own enjoyment. i really didn't wanna quit but i genuinely don't enjoy writing on here anymore. i've also been having a burnout with a lot of stuff and my mental health just isn't the best. i'm not deactivating this blog yet so that people can still read my writing. i might return to tumblr, but probably on a new account to start over because honestly this whole blog is a mess and i dont feel like remaking it again. i also don't want to affiliate myself with this blog anymore. i've had amazing memories on here though, but i wish to leave this account behind. thank you for staying here even for how long i've been inactive. maybe i'll move over to ao3 who knows. well it's a goodbye for now. thank you for reading this
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hey everyone. it's been a while huh? unfortunately i came to tell that i'm archiving this blog. i know this is sudden, but honestly writing on here feels more like a chore than for my own enjoyment. i really didn't wanna quit but i genuinely don't enjoy writing on here anymore. i've also been having a burnout with a lot of stuff and my mental health just isn't the best. i'm not archiving this blog yet so that people can still read my writing. i might return to tumblr, but probably on a new account to start over because honestly this whole blog is a mess and i dont feel like remaking it again. i also don't want to affiliate myself with this blog anymore. i've had amazing memories on here though, but i wish to leave this account behind. thank you for staying here even for how long i've been inactive. maybe i'll move over to ao3 who knows. well it's a goodbye for now. thank you for reading this
Your posts about Zani made me think of Zani as a big handsome ram who watches over your flock, and then you’re the funny sheep who always wanders off and gets into trouble, so she always keeps a careful eye on you 😭
Also rams are super protective so imagine Zani being super protective over you hehkajklajs
Big Horn, Big Problem (Art)
Satyr type of hybird (top human, bottom animal legs), GN!Reader, SELF INDULGE
A/N : I DO NOT DIVE DEEPLY INTO WUWA,keep in mind that any request of Wuwa has the high chance i will misinterpret or wrongly presenting character. This request is okay bcs i love Zani,teehee~
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Reader who is as clumsy as a newborn lamb. Zani thinks maybe you are just clumsy, or maybe you are a trouble maker who got bored easily, or you just want to have reason to bleats.
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In few months, Rover comes to check the barn only to see lambs going around.
hey everyone. it's been a while huh? unfortunately i came to tell that i'm archiving this blog. i know this is sudden, but honestly writing on here feels more like a chore than for my own enjoyment. i really didn't wanna quit but i genuinely don't enjoy writing on here anymore. i've also been having a burnout with a lot of stuff and my mental health just isn't the best. i'm not deactivating this blog yet so that people can still read my writing. i might return to tumblr, but probably on a new account to start over because honestly this whole blog is a mess and i dont feel like remaking it again. i also don't want to affiliate myself with this blog anymore. i've had amazing memories on here though, but i wish to leave this account behind. thank you for staying here even for how long i've been inactive. maybe i'll move over to ao3 who knows. well it's a goodbye for now. thank you for reading this
* pairing(s) : various hsr x gender neutral reader
* prompt : drabbles abt hsr charac's and smth they like abt u?? idk im having brainrot spare me <\3.
* authors note : this was a cute idea, lowkey made me miss having a crush HAHAHA. if this does well i promy on my left toe ill do a part two (REAL).. maybe ooc, i'm just brainrotting huhu
DAN HENG was.. oddly uncomfortable but comfortable with the feeling of liking you. You two hadn't been together long, but the short amount of time had him noticing all the little quirks that you'd do, how you'd tap your pencil whenever you were stuck on a problem, the routine you had every morning and the little notes you'd leave for the trailblazers inside their rooms.
The part that made him feel a little iffy was that.. he wasn't used to being like this. He was never the type to care much about the quirks and habits of people, but considering the amount of time he spends with you (and staring at you), he can't really blame himself. He was absolutely smitten for you, so maybe those changes weren't so bad.
"You're so cute." He chuckles as he leans on his doorframe, catching you red handed as you stick the 'anonymous' sticky note on his desk. (Everyone figured it out it was you since you were the only one who wouldn't recieve one.) "Heyy, how did you catch me?" You say with a giggle, as he walked towards you and pulled you close from your waist. "The little things about you give everything away, my love."
Saying that MARCH 7TH adored you was an understatement. She absolutely LOVED being with you, all the time, everywhere. She'll be clinging onto you like a koala and if you're busy or Welt tells her to stop being so affectionate she'll pout and cross her arms. "Why can't I be with my partner?!" She'll say with an annoyed tone, "Because you have a mission, March." Welt would reply, rolling his eyes as you only chuckle in amusement.
You already knew how clingy she'd be, and infact you loved that about her, it was so sweet with how much she cared. She'll take and shoot thousands of arrows for you, to protect you and make sure you'll always be safe and happy to cuddle her before sleeping.
Speaking of which, shes in your arms, softly snoring as you two snuggle closely on her bed. You can't believe she's yours, the most pretty, bashful and caring girl in the universe. And she loved being with you the most.
BRONYA frowned as she stared at the clock in her office, 9PM. She was still forbidden to go home, and knew how lonely it must be for you. She was your lover, but could barely find time on most days to be with you. "It's okay!" She remembers you saying, but she can't help but feel guilty imagining all the times you slept alone in a shared bed.
The sound of her door creaking open caught her attention, and she watched as you peeked your head through the door and giggle. "(name)?!" She says with a shocked and confused voice, watching you open the little sling bag that you brought with you and pull out a lunchbox. "Eat. I know you haven't eaten." You demand, putting the neatly put together meal that you made for her.
Even if you had done this so many times, it still surprised Bronya every time you had these little surprise visits. "Dear.. I appreciate all of this but it'll be late if you leave now-" But a puzzled expression is plastered all over her face as she watched you make a little comfy sleeping corner with a pillow and a hood you were wearing as a blanket.
She sighs at your stubborn nature, knowing she won't change your mind. You notice her pulling up a chair and putting it next to hers, she sits down and pats her lap. "You can.. try and see if that's more comfortable." Finally, her worried gaze turned into a smile as you're eyes sparkled in delight. Before you sat down, you plant a kiss on her cheek and lay down on her lap.
"I love you, Bronya."
"I love you more, (name)."
Dating JING YUAN might be the hardest quest you've accepted, the DOZING GENERAL was on quite a handful of lists of men that parents want their daughters to marry. And hell, they've even tried throwing their daughters in his way, but he's effortlessly avoided them all. As you were the only person who had truly mattered in his heart.
He knew that his popularity can be.. suffocating. Even when he was simply courting you, he asked Tingyun to stop selling photos of him, so you'd know that he was completely serious on being a better man than he ever could be for you. But that alone can't stop the delusions of obsessed women, and Jing Yuan spent no time reassuring you that you're the only one who gets to hold his heart and say it belongs to you.
In a crowded area, his eyes never stray far from your figure that stands next to him and holds his hand. Despite the whispers, or the fawning women (and men), his eyes were locked on yours and his gaze wasn't going anywhere.
During his meetings (where he'd sometimes be dozing off..), he'd notice how you'd actually be paying attention and smiles at your adorable serious face like the most smitten man he is in the galaxy.
You can generalize it and say that Jing Yuan has made it so painfully clear to everyone that he was inlove with one person, and had no intentions of entertaning anyone else.
HERTA, despite her puppets scattered everywhere, her main body was always nervous when it came to being around you. Maybe you were used to it, always seeing her around, but she had not quite been used to human to human contact in a while. It's natural the way she tries to brush off the way she profusely blushes after your fingertips brush against her, because she's not used to spending so much time with someone as herself. She can't just pretend something isn't there anymore, because around you, she's just an absolute mess.
You watched Herta as she works on yet another puppet for the station, putting a hand on her shoulder as she jolts at the touch. "Hehe, no need to be startled. It's just me." You tell her, but she pouts a little in response. "I am an utterly perfect being. Little things such as that do not invoke fear in me."
Humming as a response, she finds it hard to find any interest in her work now. Why would she? You're right next to her, and you were far more interesting and pretty than any of the other things she's created.
She leans on you and you look down at her, "Hm? Have you lost interest in it already?" You ask, already familiar with her habit of losing motivation in a task when uninterested. She looks up at you and smiles a little. "How could I not when you're here? I might even say, you're the most interesting thing in my entire life."
GEPARD was a man who thought that loyalty was to be earned, not given freely. So when he had met you, his heart knew that no one was as deserving of his loyalty than you. You were apart of the Silvermane guards, and so naturally he was your leader. On the first day, you were very kind to not only Gepard, but your fellow guards as well. Many believed you were the kindness that the Silvermane guards deserved but never recieved, and he couldn't help but agree.
When you two began dating, he never noticed how much softer he had gotten. The way his gaze lingered on you when you left the room, the gentle kisses he'd plant on your cheek, and the way he enjoyed making you flustered. Those things were actions that the Captain didn't know he could enjoy, until you had come into his life, and practically changed the trajectory of it.
You were rambling on about something, and as usual Gepard sat next to you and listened. Smiling a bit at your excitement of whatever you were so passionate about, eventually his gaze went from your eyes, to your lips and at that realization he nervously looked away and stared at his shoes as if the most interesting thing in the world.
"Gepard? Are you alright?" You noticed how he he had looked away, and he was silent for a few moments before swiftly planting a kiss on your lips, something unexpected considering you were both in a public space. When he pulled away, a clear blush decorated his cheeks in such a color that made him look so pretty. "Sorry, I couldn't help myself."
SAMPO adores messing with you, little teases to get you riled up. (but never taking it too far.) How could he not? When you have such a pretty expression when you were getting teased. But other than that, he was surprisingly domestic. He liked cooking for and with you, washing clothes, eating together in the morning and generally just liked doing house work with you.
You'd wake up to breakfast in bed more often than not, and a smiling Sampo waiting for you to wake up in the side opposite to you. "Good morning, sleepy head." or "Good morning, sleeping beauty." on other days, he was such a sweet man to you, to a point you were unsure of what you did to deserve him.
And he knew you thought of that, so every night he'd whisper all the little things he grew to love about you. His own little way to let you sleep without a heavy heart.
You were the child of a swordsmith, YANQING adored swords. Need I say more? You two loved to go on and on about different swords, how they're made, how they're used and the history. Yanqing loved to talk about this with you, as many people thought he was almost crazy for his love for it, but you never judged him. That little thought alone made his heart flutter and eyes sparkle in adoration.
You let him be the little excited nerd he was whenever you invited him to your job, admiring the photos of different swords you helped make on the walls and if he was good, you'd make him a new one to take home.
"I love you! I love you, I love you, I love you!" He'd gush, admiring the newly forged blade in his hands as you chuckle a bit at his excitement. "Your welcome, love."
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Okay, I think my request is weird? I don't know haha. It's my first time doing this😔
The other day I imagined a reader being a demon who saved a little girl from her own abusive family and the reader tries to find a home for the little girl, but she couldn't, so she ends up adopting her.
But, after some time, Shinobu Kocho finds the demon and, of course, tries to kill attack the reader, but the reader doesn't attack back. Anyway, when she was going to kill the demon, the little girl stopped her. Shinobu didn't understand what was going on.
Anyway, when Shinobu understands what kind of relationship the demon has with the kid, she decides to protect them (with the excuse of protecting the kid, actually, because she didn't trust the demon at all) and eventually falls in love with the demon.
Sorry, first time doing this haha! I love your writing!
A Home
Shinobu Kochou x She/Her Demon Reader
A/N: Not a weird request, it was cute! Sorry for the lack of updates y’all, idk what’s wrong with me. I just don’t have the energy. Here’s one thing at least. Sorry if it seems too jumpy/fast between breaks, it was getting longer than what I’d prefer to do these days. Hope you enjoy, thanks for reading, and thank you all for being patient with me! Word Count: ~4,750
“That’s right, Sachiko, go on.” (Y/n) ushered the young child towards the lantern lit house. “Go knock on the door.”
The little girl took a few cautious steps further along the path to the house before looking back at (Y/n), unsure.
“You can do it, they’re nice people. You’ll be happy here.” She continued to coach her from the bushes.
This pattern continued a couple more times until the little girl made it to the front door.
“Good job, sweetheart! Now just knock on the door like we practiced…”
Sachiko looked at (Y/n) over her shoulder, her eyes were big and her bottom lip wobbled.
“Go on…” (Y/n) nodded, smiling reassuringly.
Finally Sachiko knocked timidly on the door, patchy blanket clutched against her little body, and (Y/n) released a sigh of relief when her sharp ears picked up on a stirring within the house.
“Onee-san?” Sachiko’s voice quivered stepping away from the door when she saw (Y/n) slinking back into the woods.
“It’s time to part ways, you’ll be happy and well taken care of here.” (Y/n) could hear a familiar hitch in Sachiko’s breathing, hear her little girl’s heart speed up fearfully, and that could only mean one thing… “No, nonono, no tears sweetheart, please? Not again.”
But it was too late, Sachiko started sobbing. (Y/n) tried her best to comfort her from afar while also attempting to direct her back to the house.
“What’s going on out here?” A concerned man slid the door open fast, making a loud clacking noise that only made Sachiko cry louder, running away from the man and in the direction of the woods, the direction of (Y/n).
“Who is it dear?” The man’s wife joined him at the door, lantern in hand. She aimed the lantern’s light into the woods and caught sight of the little girl running right into the arms of what appeared to her to be a monster. A humanoid beast with curved horns and sharp teeth, reflective, piercing eyes.
The woman shrieked, flinging the lantern away and grabbing her husband by the collar, practically dragging him back into the house, slamming the door shut. (Y/n) could hear the sound of heavy furniture dragging across the floor inside and she sighed deeply.
“Alright, alright… come here.” She picked up the sobbing girl, tears and snot immediately staining her neck and shoulder, little fingers clutching her for dear life.
“You were gonna try and leave me again!” Sachiko wailed as (Y/n) carried her through the forest.
“It’s for your own good, Sachiko. I’m only trying to do what’s best for you.”
“No!”
(Y/n) sighed again. This had been her seventh attempt at re-homing Sachiko since she rescued the little girl from her abusive home. It was no easy task vetting out potential families looking as fearsome as she did. One would think the little girl would leap at the chance of a normal, loving family, but no, she always came running back to the demon each time.
“It’s not safe for you to be with me, Sachiko. Don’t you want the certainty of a roof over your head, food, medicine… to be able to play with other kids on a sunny day?” (Y/n) beseeched the girl each time to see reason, but each time, Sachiko refused.
“I like sleeping outside with you. You gave me a name and you give me lots of food and hugs and you scare all the bad things away. You’re all I need, Onee-san.”
(Y/n)’s heart clenched an the sweet sentiment, but this was no environment for a child to grow up in. She’d have to search for another viable family and try again, but for now, she would need to find a yet another suitable place for Sachiko to sleep and for her to avoid the morning sun.
“Besides, medicine is icky!” Sachiko grumbled.
An exhausted chuckle left (Y/n)’s lips and they carried on, eventually finding a cave. (Y/n) scoped it out for any dangerous creatures before bringing Sachiko inside. She then used the remaining darkness to gather a bunch of leaves, sticks and even a few fish from the stream.
She made a little bed from the leaves topped with the raggedy blanket she had snatched for Sachiko a couple months ago. It had been brand new at the time, but between the weather and the traveling, it had seen better days. Sachiko adamantly refused (Y/n)’s attempts to get her a new one, however.
(Y/n) then made a little fire, cooking the fish over the flames. After awhile, she carefully inspected one, gently fanning it to cool it off before handing it off to Sachiko.
“Careful, it’s still a little hot.”
“Yummy, fish again!”
(Y/n) felt a bolt of shame strike through her body despite Sachiko’s genuine excitement.
“We’ll be in the city in a couple of days and I’ll get you all kinds of good food, alright?”
“Onee-san is gonna steal again.” Sachiko more so stating a fact than asking a question. She took another bite of the crispy fish.
“N-no! Stealing is bad! What I’m doing is just… really long-term borrowing! Yeah!”
“Oh, okay.” Sachiko said, not at all bothered.
(Y/n) felt awful for lying, but she was trying her best to instill good values in the poor girl whilst also keeping her alive. It wasn’t like she had money, and she certainly wasn’t going to be getting any job offers looking the way that she did. Stealing was the only viable option.
When Sachiko finished her fish, she curled up on her leafy bed and (Y/n) tucked her within the raggedy blanket. The demon recited a little bedtime story that she had made up. It was one of Sachiko’s favorites. Before she could finish, the little girl fell asleep and (Y/n) spent most of the day that followed watching over her, making sure she didn’t seem too cold or uncomfortable.
***
“Yes… Yes! everything I need is right here.” The demon whispered to herself over her bag of stolen goods. They had been caught in an unexpected rain a few nights ago and Sachiko had gotten sick. (Y/n) had fretted over whether or not she could leave the little girl alone or not, but the fever Sachiko had was growing more concerning by the hour, so the demon finally decided to slip out of the cave one night as the little girl slept fitfully. She covered the cave’s entrance and left for the nearest village as fast as she could and broke into a general store.
She filled a bag to the brim with medicines, foods and drinks and slunk back out of the dark store’s open window and ran off into the night as quick as her feet could carry her.
“Almost there, hang on just a little longer.”
She ran, unaware of her pursuer sailing through the trees above until—
A foot was planted squarely between her shoulder blades, the force causing her to tumble to the ground, her bag of stolen goods scattered across the forest floor in front of her. She tried to scrambled to her knees to start shoveling everything back into the canvas bag, but the foot between her shoulders doubled down its force and another foot planted itself squarely on her lower back.
“I thought I sensed a demon in the area.” A pleasant sounding voice stated from above. “But what is all this here now?”
Shinobu’s eyes scanned the array of items splayed over the ground and felt an extra tick of annoyance rise within her. If she wasn’t already putting all of her body weight on the demon, she’d add a bit more pressure.
“Food, water, medicine… what could a demon possibly need such things for? You creatures always manage to find new ways to surprise me. It’s not enough to slaughter humans, must you also feel the need to waste perfectly good food and medication?”
(Y/n) tilted her head to the side, breath hitching when when she saw the point of a blade resting dangerously close to her eye. Above her, backlit by the moon, she saw a woman wearing a seemingly neutral smile, though (Y/n) could sense the terrifying aura she gave off. Then she caught sight of the gold buttons, the durable dark clothing she wore, white collar and welt pocket. She imagined if she could check, she would also see that the kanji for ‘extermination’ would be written upon the back of the woman’s uniform. (Y/n) had done well to avoid demon slayers until now and as her luck would have it, she had been found by a Hashira of all people.
“No, wait,” (Y/n) pleaded. “There is somewhere I have to be. There is a little girl who desperately needs that medicine. If you would let me show you—”
“Oh, one of those demons, are you?” Shinobu interrupted. “I always find the demons who toy with peoples’ lives for longer than necessary to be the most detestable. But I’m feeling surprisingly generous tonight, so if you tell me where this little girl is, I’ll use one of my more ‘gentle’ poisons on you.”
“She’s in a cave not too far from here, maybe half a kilometer at most, eastward, by the stream. I covered the entrance with woven sticks and leaves.” (Y/n) shared, voice shaking, “Please just… just make sure she’s well taken care of.” She closed her eyes tight. Was this really it? It was all happening so fast.
“Thank you for being so forthcoming, how admirable.” Shinobu praised, thought it did not feel sincere to (Y/n) in the slightest. “Now, to ensure you aren’t lying, I’ll be poisoning you within an inch of your life. If I do find this girl you speak of, then I shall make my swift return to finish you off, alright?”
(Y/n) took in a shaky breath, shutting her eyes tightly as she waited for the strike. She prayed Sachiko would not see whatever may be left of her after this…
With a fanciful flourish of her sword, Shinobu took aim at the back of the demon’s neck and—
“Onee-san!”
A shrill voice wailed, freezing Shinobu’s very blood in her veins, causing her to hesitate. The hesitation giving Sachiko enough time to half run, half stumble over to the scene and cover the back of (Y/n)’s head and neck with her whole body.
Defiant, teary eyes glared up at Shinobu as if she were the root of all evil.
“Stop bullying my Onee-san!” Sachiko punched Shinobu in the knee with enough force to make Shinobu at least wince and take one foot off of (Y/n)’s back. “You mean old ugly hag!”
Shinobu blinked, her neutral smile twitched ever so slightly.
“Sachiko!” (Y/n) gasped, forgetting all about her pending execution, “You can’t say things like that!”
“I don’t care!” Sachiko wailed, “She’s—“ Sachiko broke into an awful coughing fit.
“Sachiko!” (Y/n) tried to get up on impulse.
“Don’t move, or you won’t live another second.” Shinobu warned the demon before putting her attention back on the little girl, her other foot finally leaving (Y/n)’s back. “Come here, let me see you.”
“No!” Sachiko refused, still kneeling protectively over (Y/n).
“Listen here, little one. I don’t know what this demon has told you, but you are not safe with her.”
“Uh uh! If I didn’t meet Onee-san, I’d still be getting hits and rumbly tummies and bad sleeps! —Hey!”
Shinobu put the back of her hand on Sachiko’s forehead, more focused on checking the girl over than listening to her rebuttals.
“You’re burning up.” She murmured with concern, the she turned a glare onto (Y/n). “These cheap remedies aren’t going to do her any good. She needs a doctor, fortunately I am more than qualified. Come little one,” Shinobu opened her arms to pick Sachiko up, putting on her best motherly smile, “I’ll take you to my home and make you feel much better.”
“I’m not going anywhere with you! No touch!”
“Just— ah!”
Sachiko bit Shinobu’s hand and the Hashira held her indented palm to her chest, a string of expletives griping the edge of her tongue for dear life.
“Enough! That’s enough foolishness!” Shinobu nearly hissed once she had recovered enough of her mask to not cuss out a child. “Demon, stand. Now.”
(Y/n) found it in her best interest to quickly clamber to her feet, but not so quickly as to earn cause for impalement.
“Obviously the child’s life comes first. I will do everything I can to save her, and if that means working with you, then so be it. Carry her and follow me. Just remember that I’m much faster than you. Try anything, move one toe out of line, and you’re done, understand?”
“Yes, ma’am!” (Y/n) squeaked. “Come here, sweetheart.” She picked up Sachiko and the girl squirmed in her arms.
“No! We can’t go! Stranger danger, Onee-san! You said never go somewhere with a stranger!”
“Yes, but—“
“Kochou Shinobu.” The Hashira introduced herself. “And I’ve gathered your name is Sachiko, correct? We are strangers no more.”
“Shinobu… bu… boo! Boo!” Sachiko jeered.
“I’m sorry.” (Y/n) apologized to Shinobu in a strained whisper.
“Just start moving.”
(Y/n) looked back at the toppled bag of goods, “What about—“
“Time is of the essence. Keep up.”
And so the demon ran beside the Hashira, both focusing on the same goal.
***
They were cutting it very close, making it to the Butterfly Estate just before dawn. Sachiko had passed out in (Y/n)’s arms along the way so no fuss was made when (Y/n) was made to hand her over to Shinobu.
(Y/n) was then sequestered to a room in the furthest corner of the the estate by another butterfly girl with a white cloak. Another demon slayer to make sure she didn’t step out of line while Shinobu was tending to Sachiko, (Y/n) would have to guess. Only guess because her attempts to create small talk with the girl were met with silence.
A few hours past before Shinobu decided to come to the room with an update and (Y/n) had to stop herself from running up to her, grabbing her by the arms, and begging for all of the details.
“Her fever broke and she’s stable. She’ll be fine as long as she rests.”
“Oh,” (Y/n) put a hand on her chest, unshed tears shinning in her eyes, “thank you so much. I don’t know what I would have done without your help. I’m so glad you found us.”
“That would be the first time a demon has ever said that to me.” Shinobu said, seemingly unmoved by (Y/n)’s emotional display.
“Can I see her?”
“Absolutely not.” Shinobu shook her head. “We have a lot to discuss, you and I.”
The combined intense stares of Shinobu and Kanao made (Y/n) shudder involuntarily.
Oh Sachiko, I have found a safe haven, a home, for you, but for me, these are quite dire straits…
***
After hours of intensive questioning, Shinobu was finally interrupted by Aoi knocking on the door. Kanao let her in and the exasperation on the girl’s face was visible to all.
“Our new arrival is awake and currently screaming her lungs out. We’re doing everything we can just short of sedating her, Shinobu-sama, but she won’t calm unless her demands are met.”
“She wants to see the demon, I presume.” Shinobu sighed, giving (Y/n) a sideways glance.
“Yes, but she’s also screaming about a blanket.”
“Oh dear,” (Y/n) pressed her hand to her cheek, “I completely forgot about it in the heat of the moment! It’s still in that cave!”
“Supply her with a new one please, Aoi.” Shinobu asked.
“Believe me, we tried, Shinobu-sama, but she tossed all the options we provided her with aside. She won’t accept a new one.”
“That girl…” Shinobu sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose.
“I can go retrieve the blanket.” (Y/n) offered. “I think I could find my way back.”
“Do you honestly believe I would go along with that?”
“You could come with me if you think I’ll run off. Trust me, you’ll want that blanket. I have tried to replace it numerous times, but her persistence and lung capacity is stronger than my will.”
Shinobu stood silent for a moment before sighing quietly. “Very well then…“
***
Once night fell again, Shinobu and (Y/n) set off, (Y/n) still had not been allowed to see Sachiko, they could still hear the girl’s wails as they left the estate.
“If you would have just let her see me, I’m sure she would have calmed down a little…”
Shinobu ignored her and forged onward. Her pride was actually a bit bruised from this whole ordeal. Kids loved her. They flocked to her for comfort. The irony of this single child not only despising her, but also desperately wanting the comfort of a demon, was not the least bit lost on her, and she was not at all happy about it. This has to be some kind of demon art, right? But if that was true, then surely the demon would have tried to pull the same tricks with her, even going as far as to sever whatever hold she had over the child to switch for Shinobu if such a power could only work on one person at a time.
Shinobu pondered deeply until they made it to the cave, (Y/n)’s ‘aha!’ of triumph breaking her out of her thoughts.
“I found it, thank goodness. Gods… it could sure use a wash though.”
Shinobu couldn’t help but agree.
“It looks like it’ll fall apart if washed, however.”
“Yeah…” (Y/n) walked over to a nearby stream and placed the ragged blanket in the water. She then began gently massaging little circles with her knuckles, removing the dirt as carefully as she could. “It just needs a gentle wash. Takes some extra time, but it’ll help keep it from getting worse at least. If only I could sew, but these stupid claws get in the way…” she sighed.
Shinobu watched (Y/n) carefully scrub the dirt from the blanket, finding the contrast between her almost ferocious appearance and her gentle hands bizarre. Why would a demon put so much care into preserving a worn, threadbare blanket for a child?
Shinobu exhales softly through her nose and kneels beside the demon, exhaling quietly when she sees her jump.
“Settle down, you’re fine.” Shinobu took an opposite corner of the blanket and copied (Y/n)’s movements. “Aoi should be able to mend it. It’ll be a patch-job, sure, but at least it’ll hold it all together.”
“That would be wonderful… you don’t need to help me with this if you don’t want to. The water is pretty cold.”
“It’s fine, besides, the sooner this is done, the sooner I can go home and the sooner I can give everyone’s poor ears a break.”
“Right…” (Y/n) gave an awkward chuckle, “Sorry about that. She never really was allowed to have any feelings before so I have a hard time trying to discipline her for bad behavior. She was so timid, I didn’t want to scare her when she was just finally starting to have her own voice, you know?”
Oh, Shinobu could relate to that. When Kanao ran off to Final Selection without telling anyone, Shinobu was beside herself. When Kanao came back safe, she wanted to give her a piece of her mind, but she was also so proud that Kanao had made that choice on her own, that she didn’t really know what to say to the girl.
They finished cleaning the blanket and (Y/n) carried the sopping fabric back to the mansion where occasional wails could still be heard.
“I guess you should take it from here…” (Y/n) said once they were reunited with Kanao, who had taken up sporting a couple of pink ear plugs in their absence.
“No,” Shinobu sighed, “You should come in. Giving her the blanket will only take care of half of the problem. She’s been asking about you nonstop.”
“Really, I can see her? Thank you so much—!”
Shinobu grabbed (Y/n) by a horn and lowered her to her level so they were eye to eye.
“But don’t think that I won’t be watching you very carefully, alright?”
“Uh, uh-huh, yes, I completely understand.” (Y/n) nodded awkwardly with her horn still in Shinobu’s grip. After a moment of studious silence, Shinobu let go and allowed (Y/n) to follow her into the room and almost immediately, Sachiko’s wailing stopped… only to be renewed when she realized that both (Y/n) and her special blanket were okay.
She leapt out of the bed despite various protests and jumped into (Y/n)’s arms.
“Onee-san! I thought you were gone forever!” Sachiko blubbered.
“There there…” (Y/n) tried to shush her, “You need to rest, Sachiko.”
“No! What if when I close my eyes, that mean hag takes you away again?”
“Sachiko…” (Y/n) warned, her eyes flickered to Shinobu in an apologetic manner.
“I won’t be taking her away from you again as long as she behaves herself.” Shinobu chimed in. It was time to start trying to burry the hatchet. Yet make no mistake, at the moment she felt even a twinge of danger from the demon, this tentative peace would be over. She crouched down in front of Sachiko and presented her pinky to her. “You have my word.”
“A pinky promise!” Sachiko gasped, almost looking at Shinobu in a new light. “The hag knows about pinky promises!”
Shinobu’s eye twitched subtly, “Yes… so you understand this is a serious promise I am making.”
“Sachiko,” (Y/n) piped up, “In return, I want you to promise Kocho-san that you will be a polite houseguest. That means no name calling and no screaming when you don’t get your way, understand?”
“But…”
“No buts, it’s time to make up. You have to remember that I’m a scary monster so it only makes sense that Kocho-san would act the way she did.”
Shinobu almost wanted to refute that point. She hardly found (Y/n) scary at all. However, she just wanted to focus on sealing this deal and finally, finally get to go to sleep.
“Okay… fine.” Sachiko pouted, looking Shinobu in the eye again before she hooked their pinkies together, sealing their promises.
***
How could a demon be so sweet and gentle? Shinobu wondered to herself for not the first time since Sachiko and by extension, (Y/n), joined the mansion’s residents several months ago.
Shinobu watched from the herb garden as Sachiko ran back to the shaded engawa, her hands full of dandelions. Sachiko deposited one handful into (Y/n)’s lap, the other on the floor in front of her. Shinobu wondered what they would make, crowns, rings, bracelets, all fair game.
She felt her cheeks warm, not from the gentle sun shining down from above, but from seeing (Y/n)’s fanged smile as she oh so slowly and patiently showed Sachiko how to tie the stems into knots for probably hundredth time since the little yellow weeds began popping up earlier that spring.
Oh to hell with it, weeding the garden could wait. Shinobu surely earned a little break, right? Sachiko already took care of most of it anyway with her dandelion picking. It was a wonder that she managed to find any at all since it seemed that she was always picking them as soon as they would pop up.
“Hello, Kocho-san.” (Y/n) aimed that sweet, fanged smile at her and she felt her knees go a little weak. “We aren’t disturbing your gardening, are we?”
“Not at all, and please, (Y/n), I told you to call me Shinobu, remember?”
“Right, sorry.”
“No need to apologize. Just relax.” Shinobu teased, bumping (Y/n)’s shoulder with her own as they sat side by side. The simple contact made both of their hearts flutter.
“Look what I made!” Sachiko presented Shinobu with a patch of woven dandelions. “I’m gonna give this to Nezuko. It’s a little pillow.”
“That’s very thoughtful, Sachiko.” Shinobu praised, though it was certainly too small a pillow for even Nezuko to use effectivley.
She was fortunate and thankful that Sachiko had forgiven her for their rough beginnings. It took time to really earn her trust and respect, but once Sachiko started feeling comfortable, it was all water under the bridge. Though there were times when she could still be wary of Shinobu’s intentions with her adoptive demon sister. Which admittedly left Shinobu more than a bit chagrined, especially when she was admittedly trying to put the moves on (Y/n) rather than threaten her existence these days.
Fortunately or unfortunately, neither had seemed to catch on to that fact. She would need to step it up.
“And what are you making, (Y/n)?” Shinobu asked, brushing their shoulders together again.
“Oh, um,” (Y/n) finally looked down at her hands. Truthfully, she had been a little too busy trying to steal glances at Shinobu in the garden to really pay attention to what she was doing. Her heart spasmed as she realized she had been putting together a ring during her mindless weaving. “Just a simple ring.” She said, trying her best to sound casual.
“That’s cute, planning on giving it to someone?” Shinobu teased.
“Well…”
“Aw!”
Shinobu and (Y/n)’s attention were brought back to Sachiko, one of her twin buns had unraveled and in her hand was a soft yellow butterfly clip.
“It fell out again.”
“It wouldn’t fall out, if you wouldn’t mess with it.” Shinobu reminded with a smile. She patted her lap and Sachiko quickly sat with her back to Shinobu so she could fix it. “That reminds me…” Shinobu’s eyes slid back to (Y/n)’s face, finding her looking almost guilty, “Where is your clip, (Y/n)? You aren’t wearing it again.”
“You know… it’s just too nice and I’m afraid I’ll break it.”
“You seem plenty gentle when dealing with those dandelions.” Shinobu pointed out.
“Well…”
“You’re a resident of the Butterfly Estate, so you should look the part, don’t you think?”
“It just, it doesn’t look right on me, you know? It’s so pretty and delicate and I’m so… not.” (Y/n) was intimately aware of how frightening she looked to the average person. Horns, claws, fangs and burning eyes… wearing such a pin would look more ironic than a statement of belonging. (Y/n) had not expected Shinobu to look so serious for stating what she thought was the obvious.
“I’m not going to beat around the bush, (Y/n).” Shinobu stated, “You are very pretty, bewitchingly so, and though not physically delicate, I did see you cry over that perfectly healthy kitten that Kanroji-san brought over. On top of that, I picked a color with the intent that it would compliment you. Are you really going to deny me the pleasure of seeing the completed artwork?”
“That wasn’t my intention!” (Y/n) could feel her skin becoming warmer.
“Then go retrieve it.“ Shinobu smiled almost menacingly, softening when watching (Y/n) bolt inside.
(Y/n) came back to the engawa as fast as she could and gave the delicate pin to Shinobu. Sachiko watched thoughtfully as Shinobu placed the pin in such a way that she new (Y/n) would be comfortable and happy with it.
“There, just as pretty as I imagined.” Shinobu smiled. “And you know I’m always right, so it’s obviously true.”
“Yeah…” (Y/n) shared a bashful smile of her own, still staying close to Shinobu even after the pin was secured.
“Huh?!” (Y/n) squawked, “Sachiko! Why would you say that? We’re just talking!”
“For now,” Shinobu said mischievously, moving her face closer to (Y/n)’s, “uh oh… I’m getting closer…”
“Ewwww!” Sachiko made a few fake gaging noises as she ran back inside with her handful of dandelions, ignoring (Y/n)’s protests.
“Why did you say that?” The demon’s face buzzed with heat, “She’s going to give the rumor mill around here a field day! Everyone’s going to think that we’re— you know…!”
“I don’t see any issue with a rumor like that.” Shinobu spoke casually, “In fact, it would be even better if it was true. What do you say,” Shinobu leaned in even closer, “will you meet me in the middle?”
(Y/n)’s mouth gaped like a fish for a moment, her eyes flicking between Shinobu’s lips and eyes as if trying to ask if she really meant it before nodding and carefully closing the gap, making sure her fangs didn’t cause too much trouble when their lips finally met.
good day, mister jester :) I see youre taking request. sicne you yourself are a jester, might i ask how the archons would deal with having their own jester? (making silly jokes, harmless pranks etc) how they acquire said jester is up to you!
how the ARCHONS would treat you as their JESTER!
requested by: wonderful sillay anon!!
parings: all archons & jester!reader
content warnings: none!! just silliness
comments: take this as romantic(NOT FOR NAHIDA) or platonic idc HEEHEE!! this is a splendid ask thank u my liege <3 probably ooc
VENTI:
you’re jester’d by him after he found you on the street, while he was bumbling around drunk. thought you were funny, so he just tagged you along!!
and oooh he LOVES you!!! he writes so many songs for you to dance along to, happily singing and strumming his little lyre while you bust a move
if anything its the both of you that are the jesters… instead of you being in a ‘jester & god’ scenario, its more of a ‘jester & jester’ thing. you tell eachother jokes, sing with eachother, etc! and after yall have fun, you lay down in the grass together and snooze :3
ZHONGLI:
you’re jester’d by him after one of the millith recommend you to him, saying many good things about you and your antics!!! he meets you in person and it goes well!!
despite his strong and gentle demeanor, he will giggle and watch you happily. in fact, he actually HELPS you pull off pranks. ranging from replacing all of venti’s sugar with salt, painting on the hull of beidou’s ship, or snatching masks from fatuus, you’re having fun alongside him sometimes!!!
he treats you super well, lavishing you with yummy treats and delicious tea. he makes a little room for you somewhere in the inn, and always makes sure you’re happy and well taken care of.
RAIDEN:
you’re jester’d by her after miss sara almost puts you in jail. thankfully, your silly demeanor and joyous attitude captivated her. so you get to go free! as long as you can provide her some entertainment sometimes.
she actually doesn’t have you entertain her that often, just kinda keeps you around like a cool rock. more often, you’ll find yourself entertaining her guards and her loyal followers instead. which is still nice!
she’ll try her best to take care of you, but ultimately ends up just plopping you in the hands of the people she trusts. she isn’t too fond of your pranks but she loves your performances, so you’re equipped with props and costumes :3
NAHIDA:
you’re jester’d by her after you were grabbed by the scruff by a forest ranger, gently being ushered back into the city like a lost cat. which you might as well be! she saw you, you told her a few jokes and gave her some candy, and she got somewhat attached
she really likes your jokes!!! simple puns only, and the occasional riddle. a lot of the time, she’d actually be telling YOU riddles! sadly they’re very hard to figure out so good luck. you get to teach her about certain jokes but you have to explain the punchlines 50% of the time
life with her is very simple, she holds you as an equal (maybe even as a sibling figure?) unlike other archons like raiden or mavuika. you entertain her, and she entertains you! like a nice equal exchange of knowledge in the form of silly jokes.
FURINA:
you’re jester’d after being caught by the guardes for breaking some obscure law, probably related to a prank you pulled. you’re dragged into court (which breaks your silly heart…), furina sees you, and VERRYY dramatically calls for a halt. she runs away with you(and neuvillette on your tail).
she treats you like a secret, not in a weird way but in a.. whispers to you to go and check out the magazine selection and sends you off like her personal little scarab. it’s very obvious you two are hanging out because BOTH of you became 10x more dramatic, but she refuses everything.
your living situation is like roommates, despite her holding some power over you. neuvillette insisted that you get a separate apartment but you both complained enough to where you got to stay hanging out. you’re like best friends!! you eat sweets together, hang out, etc. she even teaches you some of her super secret acting techniques!!!
MAVUIKA:
you’re jester’d after you become hopelessly lost in natlan, miserably jingling across the floor, and winding up in a family of saurians. she finds you all sad and weeping and ue ue ue, and takes you in like a little baby birdie.
actually, you don’t do much entertaining with her! when you do, it’s usually her trying to train you to become strong. thankfully your little kicks and sad punches don’t do much to her. so to cheer you up, she lets you tell her riddles and stories and jokes. turns out she is a SUCKER for puns.
you get to hang out in natlan wherever you want, like tossing a bird in the air and letting it fly away for a bit. your best nap spot is in a very cramped little cave, all cozied up with one blanket to make the edges less sharp. surprisingly it’s very cozy! you can even curl up above on the rocks like a lizard!!!!
TSARITSA:
you’re jester’d by her after a few fatuus find you all sad and wet in the city, jingling about and being a general disturbance to the peace (as god intended). you’re dragged all the way to the palace, to get judged. you’re not put in as a harbinger but you get to be a fool one way or another!
speaking of harbingers, they either love you or hate you. the tsaritsa will always ensure your safety from the weirdness of dottore and the edginess of signora, but you can’t help but be a little upset by them. she’ll wipe your tears and allow you to dance around the palace to help you feel better :3
you get free reign over the palace whether the harbingers like it or not. curled up on lab tables, hunched under chairs, maybe stealing a fatuu grunt’s bed, etc. and they don’t get to say anything bad about you because you’re the tsaritsa’s special little jester! pierro is still upset that you stole his cool nickname though
eat up my liege… leave no crumbs either. i just swept the floor
characters – mualani , kinich , xilonen , citlali , mavuika ( takes place after the 5.3 aq !! )
THEM , when its your birthday ( bullet headcanons based on their birthday messages )
notes : ITS MY BIRTHDAY CHAT CAN YOU BELIEVE IT 6th january wowowowo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! this is very self indulgent if you cant tell but i might do a fontaine version of this later if i feel like it or continue with the other natlan characters or mayb. with vbs WHATEVER ill see!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! might be ooc plz correct me if theyre ooc .. . . . . . .. . . .. . . . . . . .
MUALANI
planned her surprise one week in advance.
but how could she not? shes your partner, afterall! and never expect the least from mualani, she will ALWAYS do the most!!
booked the best restaurant for you, making sure most of the dishes would be liked by both you and the guests. also threw in a few of your favourite desserts, but she kept insisting on making those herself along with the cake… where does she find the time!?
you had the party take place from noon to night, living it to the fullest, next to her ( and the other guests i GUESS. ) but the inevitable happened – exhaustion. on your part, atleast. mualani still had a surprise in store for you. and what is better than a reserved hot spring for the both of you after so much activity?
this was a much more relaxed way to celebrate the afterparty, but a little time between you two doesnt hurt anyone! she’d end the day with a kiss, and a content ‘happy birthday.’
KINICH
he had planned two surprises total. not more, not less.
after the usual small talk he’d ensue, kinich would remind ajaw of the conversation they had hours prior. thankfully, you were one of the humans the almighty dragon liked, so it didnt take long for him to give in.
turning into his actual dragon form ( and holding back some complaints ), you and your partner hopped onto his back for a sky stroll across the landscapes of natlan. it was filled with casual chatting, ajaw occasionally joining.
while you expected to be brought back to the place you were before, the dragon instead dropped you two off on a high, secluded cliff with the best view to the stadium. laid there was a picnic blanket, and you almost called kinich a sap.
truly, one of the best people you couldve spent your birthday with.
XILONEN
you thought youd get special treatment? well, you thought well.
usually, she’d get her friends actual useful gifts ( allegedly, in her eyes ) like a set of tools, or something for their hobbies, because in what situation could sappy presents be functional? if you prefer sentimental value over functional things, be her guest!
but you were her fully fledged partner. no WAY she could gift you JUST tools.
being the blacksmith of the children of the echoes, she has access to some of the best stones out there. you bet she’d search all about birthstones and use yours into making some of the most refined jewelry. i could see her also do a bouquet of handi-picked flowers on your preferred colours. paper wrapping included!!
all of that combined with a reservation to the restaurant youve been gushing about… if that isnt special treatment, then what is?
CITLALI
at her age, she wouldnt have thought she would find someone, let alone friends, or someone like you!
so she didnt bat an eye to gift giving, mostly. occasionally, for whenever it was one of her people’s birthday, she’d offer the usual gift card or blessings. but with you in the picture now, she doesnt know what to do!!
her first thought was to give you some volumes from her light novels collection, which she did proceed with, but she had to think of a plan B. no way she could turn to her grandson, for all he’d have to offer is his finest pick of vegetables…
and before she knew it, your birthday came. so all she had to offer were the novels. it was so underwhelming in her eyes… but thank god you reassured her than even only drinking with her was enough.
MAVUIKA
for her, small and thoughtful gifts are always the go-to.
something motivational, that you can look back to and reminisce about – but you didnt expect her to gift you a small notebook. correction, actually – a small album. it was filled with photos you took through your time together, and letters she poured her feelings into.
it was obvious it took her sweet time to put it together, probably did it during her time off as an occupation. if you asked her about it, you wouldve found out your guess wasnt far off. instead, you thanked her in her own way – whether it be words, physical affection or acts of service (on your own birthday tho..??)
another thing mavuika would offer is a delightful night stroll with her motorbike. cliche x2, i know, but not before serving some of the best cake she had baked for you! dont ask her where or how, or do, do whatever you want…. (xilonens house.)
just hold onto her if she decides to pick the speed up as a way to wake you from your daydreams.
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how they react to seeing that you got hurt on an expedition ──❅ cryo edition
❆ · ※ ─── CHARACTERS; all cryo characters !! (minus aloy, diona, and qiqi)
❆ · ※ ─── romantic content, very brief and undescriptive injury mention, gender neutral
𓆩⟡𓆪 CHARLOTTE
࿐ "Oh, dear.." She'd mumble upon seeing all the scratches and bruises that litter your body.
࿐ She'd immediately grab a med kit, using adhesive wipes to clean your wounds. It'd sting, but she'd assure you while she does so.
࿐ She bandages them up, giving your body a final examination before letting you off.
࿐ She leaves a small kiss on your forehead before asking, "..You don't have to tell me what happened if you don't want to, but.. Was it a scoop?"
𓆩⟡𓆪 CHONGYUN
࿐ He's immediately worried. "What happened? Did someone do this to you? Do you need to go to Bubu Pharmacy?"
࿐ His hands shake as he lets his hands trail your wounds, just to see how bad they are. You hiss at the pressure, and he immediately pulls away with small apologies.
࿐ He'd patch you up, and then treat you extra well. He'd make you something good to eat, massage your sore muscles from the expedition, and although he isn't too keen on being affectionate because of his condition, he does it anyway to make you feel better
࿐ "Is... Is this okay? I'm not being too much, am I..?"
𓆩⟡𓆪 EULA
࿐ "The Adventures Guild needs to stop giving you more than you can handle.." She'd mumble menacing words about them as she patches you up.
࿐ She seems mad, and it makes you worry she's mad at you, (when she's really just mad at the Guild).
࿐ When you ask, she sighs tiredly and shakes her head, playing with your hair soothingly. "Of course not, darling.. But you need to learn to say no more."
࿐ She very much believes you're being taken advantage of, but it's okay. She loves you regardless.
𓆩⟡𓆪 FREMINET
࿐ Internally he's very panicked, but he tries not to show it. He knows what it feels like to have other people panic about you and to feel selfish about that, and he doesn't want you to experience that.
࿐ He doesn't know this is just a him problem, but his consideration is appreciated nonetheless. Instead, he trails soft kisses onto your bandaged wounds, wanting to help you feel better somehow.
࿐ Movie night!! He definitely snuggles up against you, which is unusual but he just wants to give you some boyfriend time <3
࿐ "I love you.." Is the last thing he mumbles before he accidentally falls asleep. It seems the situation comforted him more than you!
࿐ Apologies IMMEDIATELY the next morning
𓆩⟡𓆪 GANYU
࿐ Her stress increases tenfold, seeing your wounds.
࿐ You understand that her stress is very bad, trying to assure her that it's okay, that you're fine. But she's persistent in seeing and treating every wound.
࿐ When you tell her she's going to have a lot to catch up on because of this, she assures you that "Anytime with you is not a waste, dear.."
࿐ You make sure she has an extra good sleep that night.
𓆩⟡𓆪 KAEYA
࿐ Immediately has a serious talk with you about how you have to be more careful and watch out for yourself more, especially if you're on an expedition.
࿐ He sees your dejected look, and softens his attitude with a sigh. He becomes more gentle instantly.
࿐ "It's okay, sweetheart.. Just.. Be careful next time, okay?"
࿐ Is very careful with you after that, and gives you everything you ask for. And if you ask for nothing, he gets you your favorite stuff <3
𓆩⟡𓆪 LAYLA
࿐ Very tired but still manages to notice your wounds.
࿐ She's very slow at bandaging them, sometimes spacing off while she does but she truly wants to show she cares.
࿐ However, she's neglecting a very important research paper for the Akademiya for this.
࿐ You urge her to work on it, but she responds, "You're more important."
𓆩⟡𓆪 MIKA
࿐ You tell him it's fine, but he's insistent on helping you.
࿐ He patches up your wounds, making sure not a bit of the scratches are peaking, lest you get an infection
࿐ Mika's hands are gentle and soft, and he asks for small permissions to do certain things for you.
࿐ "Please be more careful next time, I don't know what I'd do with myself if you were in a worse condition.."
𓆩⟡𓆪 ROSARIA
࿐ Watches from afar as you limp over to a chair, seeming to be observing how bad your injury truly is.
࿐ She finally approaches with a small sigh, her hands going to bandage you up.
࿐ "Idiot.." She mumbles, her hands roughly pulling at the gauze she wraps around your arms.
࿐ You whimper a bit, and she stops sympathetically.
࿐ "Just.. Be more careful next time." She gives a gentle kiss to your forehead
𓆩⟡𓆪 SHENHE
࿐ Immediately assumes someone or something did this to you. "Tell me right now, who did this?"
࿐ After much assurance, she cools down a bit and gently tends to your wounds, still mumbling about how if someone did this to you, she'll kill them.
࿐ She's sure to be extra protective of you for the remainder of the day, brushing your hair back and being attentive to all your small needs.
࿐ "Just sit here, and be all pretty, darling. I'll take care of you now~"
𓆩⟡𓆪 WRIOTHESLEY
࿐ "Awe, sweetheart.. A wound?" He's very teasing on this matter, laughing at how you, of all people, have gotten this beat up.
࿐ He teases that you're so upset over small scratches, but when you tear up, he bites his tongue.
࿐ "I'm sorry, dear. That was inconsiderate of me."
࿐ He makes it up to you by kissing the wounds gently, cuddling with you, spooning you up like you deserve.
࿐ He even feeds you your favorite snacks, so you won this time.
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˗ˋˏ ✰ ˎˊ˗ desc; how does it feel to hold a hand, one that fits as if it were meant to do so with your own? (pt 2)
˗ˋˏ ✰ ˎˊ˗ pairing; dan feng : ruan mei : sampo : kafka : mr reca : robin : boothill : yukong : blade ➜ x gn!reader
˗ˋˏ ✰ ˎˊ˗ mlist; !!!!! // pt 1; !!!!!
what with how busy she is, topaz deciding to seek you out, even for such a gesture as to hold your hand is something to cherish. she’s got this habit of leaving you little trinkets each time when she leaves- a coin from a world she’d recently visited, a little brooch to pin onto the collar of your shirt, one time it was even a heart shaped rock. maybe it’s her way of spoiling you in her long periods of absence, maybe she just likes giving you things; maybe it’s even both. when she can give herself the reward of your touch, it grounds her- she makes a home for herself as close to you as possible, breaths mingling together and pinkies entertained. it’s never quite close enough, but, she supposes this will make do.
dan feng prides himself- on almost everything, really, that’s sort of his thing; who can really blame him at the enormity of pride he feels whenever he gets to touch you? of devotion? he thinks of you often, of your touch and the affect it has on him, distracting him at strange moments of the day from his duties as high elder.. it’s not really your fault he’s got such a one track mind, is it? perhaps it is why when he holds your hand, it’s particularly hard to get him to let go of it- he doesn’t even do it consciously all of the time, thumb pressing into that little spot on your wrist that reflexively opens your palm and allows him to indulge within his greed. yes, this is quite nice.
to have ruan mei hold your hand is always going to bring something new- a new element of feeling, a time to experiment one more thing, one final thing because she’s certain there is always more to know- about you, especially. she will let her mind run wild if you do not ground her, if you do not keep her company when everything but her own ideas (and you, always you) become white noise. her hands are calloused in places one might not expect- all leftover remnants from trial and error, failing and proceeding. to keep her busy mind focussed she’ll often put her focus onto your hands, tugging at fingers and eyes squinted to follow the map of veins under skin; after all, there is always more to know about you.
sampo is often a man of far too many words, too much eloquence and embellishment of fact that he brandishes like a battering ram. this is who he is, as a person existing in space. it’s no surprise when his touches are grandiose, when he grasps you by the hand and twirls you into him not once letting go. it is important to note, that whilst superfluous, he is no less genuine for the fact of his words and actions.
kafka can sometimes (often) be a bit of a wildcard- her hands are not always smooth under her gloves, nails not always so manicured to perfection like she typically prefers. being an infamous criminal, sometimes her hands are scarred- whenever she absolutely has to get physical instead of attacking from a distance; but most of the time, her hands are flawless and warm, largely unblemished due to the gloves she wears. she likes it best when she can feel you skin to skin, fingers brushing over your pulse and laughing whenever she can do something to make it jump- that’s how she tells herself she’s alive. she’s alive when your pulse thumps steadily in your wrist, when she can trace over an old scar on your palm, when she can feel warmth instead of the metal of her gun.
robin is always one to lean into her softness when it comes to you- you, you, you. her voice crooning in your ear, just as lovely as any of her performances but ever more intimate in nature- words less sugar sweet and saccharine and instead more like molasses, coating the inside of your mouth and dripping through the cracks of your body. hands holding yours are similar and just as cloying; how can she really resist herself when she craves your stability? your place in her life is immovable, no matter where she goes that is always something that will remain.
it is easy sometimes, to forget that boothill has overcome so much; one might perhaps think that the touch of his hands, metallic and lacking even artificial warmth might contribute to this- that is, however, not the case. though your hands may forever bare the chill of metal, the unshakable promise of an almost utilitarian gentleness can always be felt. you will never be pinched or zapped or prodded by circuitry, or joints in the metal plates of his hands. instead, you will find them cradled around your own, a suit of armour protecting skin, and veins, and blood, and bone because he’ll be damned if he cannot keep a small piece of himself gentler just for one moment, just to feel the phantom sensation of your skin on his.
holding hands with yukong is, ironically enough, like taking flight. though she’d not allowed herself such a thing for many years now, who is she to not spoil herself by being in your presence? yukong is a woman who knows what she wants- she’s every bit happy to be so close to you, to curl her fingers through yours and allow herself to to feel triumphant; much like she used to when manoeuvring through the skies as a pilot, eyes staring forwards and adoring the horizon, at home and content to never stray too far.
notes; i applied for a job- unfortunately did not make it :’) however, i figured i’d try & write something to feel better! i thought id try & sneak in a few more personal favourites on this one, as well as a character for a friend c:
ノ Imagine an in another life scenario where our beloved heroes do not have to suffer the fate they're destined to end with.
⸝⸝ gn reader ⸝⸝ implied marriage at mydei's part ⸝⸝ not proofread ⸝⸝ i didn't include anaxa and the late rest because i don't have enough grasp on them yet ⸝⸝ wc: 362
Imagine a life where PHAINON does not have to lose his beloved village and the people he harbors so much love for. A life where Phainon isn't destined to be alone in the very end of the world his eyes once gazed with so much love at. A life where Phainon could just carefreely lay in a vast field of flowers stargazing with you, knowing you are the light that completed his life.
Imagine a life where AGLAEA does not have to lose her humanity within the burden of duties a Mnestia's heir must bear. A life where living the life as a mortal is totally okay, where each mistake won't be accompanied by the gut wrenching feeling of guilt and failure. A life where she's content just by weaving the golden threads by your side while listening to the joyous giggling of the children playing around the Holy City (I hate the Council of Elder)
Imagine a life where MYDEI does not have to witness his father bewitched by a prophecy, his mother slaughtered in front of his eyes, and he could indulge in the life of one free from Strife and its duties. One where he wouldn't worry about his people's seemingly-unhealthy obsession of yearning for death's embrace in the battlefield they label as 'home', one where immortality is now a blessing for he who will always come home to your arms. One where he would press his lips against your knuckles, without the worry that white wouldn't suit you with his parents' blessings by his side.
Imagine a life where CASTORICE does not suffer the fate of being death's servant. A life where she isn't deprived of her other half, a life where she could express the cherish she felt for all sorts of living beauty by her side. A life where she could arrange some flowers, watch the fluttering butterflies wave at her with their wings and admire the beauty they radiate, knowing she's also lucky enough to be blessed with the embodiment of a living and walking beauty known as her lover, as the only sweet embrace she'll receive does not belong to death but your arms.