Deku, Who Is Now The Number One Hero And The Symbol Of Peace, Who Meets The Reader, An Ex-villain During

— GENSHIN BOYS + REUNIONS

feat. kamisato ayato, zhongli, arataki itto, tartaglia

note. grrrrr

AYATO returns under the gentle touch of midnight. your hair swirls in sakura-scented wind, a salted sea breeze catching upon his skin as he draws closer, sword drifting in tow. when you finally meet, it’s the sweet brush of fingertips over your cheeks, a thumb swiped over the rise in them, the tickle of an eyelash against calloused skin—and he laughs. the sound just as delightful as that of waves against rocks, rain against rooftops. and when he kisses you, finally, you can feel yourself being drenched in everything that is him.

ZHONGLI knows you as well as any memory, your skin coveted by antiquity, by the movement of your body and the air that bites at your nose, your cheeks, the tips of your fingers. there’s a warmth in his hands, in the caress of his skin over yours, in the wake of his breath against your shoulders—sweetness that could feel like energy itself. it’s a reunion of divinity, earthly only in the sense of the sublime. it’s pull to you that feels like something melancholy, and yet kisses cascade down the skin of your back like they could only exist from joy.

ITTO could be the warmth of the sun—hands fluttering over your cheeks only to be followed by kisses. he’s laughter, the unbridled kind, sweet enough to be the petals of lilies and roses. he smiles against your skin, pulls you close enough to bury himself in you. this kind of reunion feels like one of a thousand years, but it’s only the second thunderstruck sunrise, and he’s treating it as the last. so he kisses you. again and again. pulling you into him to make you more than memory.

TARTAGLIA returns with the scent of dusk and slashes of some kind of saccharine horror. when your hands follow the soon-to-be scars, he bows his head to you. it’s a movement of apology, of retribution, almost of atonement. if his sins could be written along the expanse of his skin, across every freckle, every scar, it would be your cleansing touch that would set him free. and so he returns. he returns, he returns, he returns.

#WITH CUPID’S HELP

CHARACTERS: ALBEDO, BENNETT, CHONGYUN, DILUC, KAEYA, KAZUHA, THOMA, ZHONGLI

PAIRING: CHARACTER X GN!READER

GENRE: FLUFF!~ （＾ω＾）

“HOW SOMEONE GETS YOU TWO TOGETHER.”

A/N: inspired by @kageyuji’s “their friend accidentally confesses for them“ haikyuu post!! mwah go read it and leave him some rb‘s and kisses <33 ♪(´ε｀ )

NAVIGATION

#ALBEDO (KLEE)

listen. klee is convinced the two of you are made for each other!! she saw you two talking and went, ah yes, a couple!! (๑>◡<๑)

in her mind, the two of you looked just like any of the other couples she has seen around mondstadt!! you’re probably married, right? wait…she wasn’t invited to you wedding! how dare mr albedo do that!! >:o

imagine her surprise when albedo told her that, no klee, y/n and i are just friends. where did you get this idea from? - so you’re not married? and i didn’t get not invited to the wedding? - no???

after her “discovery”, albedo’s afternoons with klee consisted of, “mr. albedo, did you ask y/n yet??”, “well i think y/n likes you because you like them too!!” and “can we go visit y/n?? please??”

he’s truly struggling keeping up with her questions about you, especially because she just doesn’t get tired of it?? he’ll tell her that you’re just friends and she’ll be like, no, you’re not and that’s it! checkmate mr smarty pants (๑･̑◡･̑๑)

luckily for him, klee never actually mentioned him or how she thinks you two should be together to you??? well, she didn’t…

…until she did (*⁰▿⁰*)

klee asked you to have lunch with her and albedo, and you obviously agreed because who could say no to that?!

you and klee are on your way to pick up albedo from dragonspine, chatting and having a great time when she suddenly hits you with the, y/n, you have to go out with mr albedo. ok? he never listens when i tell him to ask you! it’s so annoying!!

safe to say, you were stunned. klee, what are you talking about?? albedo and i-

he likes you! and you like him, i know it! so be together! >:( klee’s getting all pouty and stomps her little feet because ugh!! just date already!! it’s so obvious, so please!!

you tried to brush her off and were ready to just pretend nothing happened, to never speak a word about this to albedo…klee on the other hand, didn’t （＾ω＾）

you reached his camp, and even before albedo was able to greet you two, klee excitedly told him, mr. albedo, i did it for you!! i told y/n about it and they’re gonna say yes, so just ask them now, ok? (๑╹ω╹๑ )

seems like now both you and albedo had to face your feelings ♪( ´▽｀) klee walking up to jean like hehe yes i did that thank you

#BENNETT (BARBARA)

barbara found out about benny’s crush on you while patching up some of his wounds, actually! he was still high on adrenaline and kind of just said whatever came to mind? ٩( ᐛ )و

he passed by you on his way to the cathedral and now his mind’s running, both from the adrenaline pumping through his veins as well as from seeing you-

oh and i went to good hunter with them and fischl yesterday! it was so good and pretty! the food was good and y/n was pretty, i mean- and also! did you know that y/n also knows how to fix my wounds? they helped me last time, when you were out and-

he’s just rambling and rambling and rambling and barbara just listens to him gushing about you with a smile, well, did you ask them out if you like them so much?

and he just freezes (*´ー｀*)-

he regains his composure a bit and immediately is like, oh no! i could never!! me and my bad luck would bother them so much and i don’t want them to possibly get hurt, and what if they don’t even like me like that and it could ruin our friendship and make us awkward and-

barbara feels so bad for him?? she knows it’s not her place to do anything but she doesn’t want him to think like that, especially when she knows that you might, possibly, perhaps also like him :((

so she takes it upon herself and writes a little anonymous note to you!! she mentions that a certain member of a certain one man adventure team might be fond of you, and that you definitely should ask him out!! (^з^)

unfortunately, barbara isn’t that good at hiding things? which results in her avoiding you like the plague because she doesn’t trust herself to not expose that she was the one.. ∑(ﾟДﾟ)

but at the same time she always tries to subtly ask bennett if anything…special…happened…if there was something…happening…and poor benny is clueless and is always just like? no? i don’t think so? ( ・∇・)

barbara is frustrated!! she fears you might’ve never actually received the letter? what if you lost it before you could read it?? what if she accidentally put it in someone else’s pocket?? dear barabtos, what if…what if you don’t even like bennett back?! what then?! oh dear archons-

her train of thought is interrupted by the door swinging open, a beet red bennett stumbling in, goofy smile on his face..

and would you look at that!! from now on, benny gets to gush about you to barbara as your boyfriend!! wowie!! ٩(๑❛ᴗ❛๑)۶

#CHONGYUN (XINGQIU)

there’s rarely anything xingqiu enjoys as much as tormenting chongyun - lovingly, of course! but…

…if there’s one thing he absolutely hates, it’s the way chongyun torments himself by not confessing to you,,,heck, he doesn’t even have to confess!! merely talking to you would be a reasonable step to take!! (￣^￣)

xingqiu tried everything. from being very gentle and understanding to giving chongyun rather aggressive love and support- and nothing works!!

xingqiu’s is at the end of his rope while chongyun is the same lovestruck fool he always was 😀👍

xingqiu doesn’t want to confess for him or anything, because that’s a little too far, even for him! (￣^￣)

(also, he’s sure chongyun’s first instinct would be to say that he’s lying and that it’s not true. so, maybe he would, but it would probably backfire.)

sooo…since he can’t be the one to tell you about chongyun’s crush, who could?…well, how about chongyun himself 👀

xingqiu knows that his plan might be a little mean, but he’s truly just looking out for chongyun!! especially because he’s about 97% sure you like him back-

because you see, xingqiu’s plan was to have you ‘accidentally‘ overhear chongyun talking about his feelings for you!!

is it a little mean? yeah, but it’s all in good faith! xingqiu just really, really wants to help chongyun out - and if it means making him a little mad in the process, so be it

they met up to have dinner together, and xingqiu invited you too, unbeknownst to chongyun - and unbeknownst to you, he invited you a little later

that way, he has enough time to ease into the subject and have chongyun ramble about you by the time you arrived!!

say, chongyun, how’s your little crush on y/n going? - w-what? well, it’s going fine. i mean, i haven’t told them yet and i’m not even really thinking about telling them because that would be crazy right? y/n surely doesn’t like me back and-

and what can he say, it worked!! perfectly, actually (๑˃̵ᴗ˂̵) well, perfectly except for chongyun‘s face that looked like it was about to explode while you stood there like Σ੧(❛□❛✿)

tldr; so while chongyun might got a little mad at first, at the end of the day, xingqiu was the one who got you two together! ha, checkmate! (*´꒳`*)

#DILUC (JEAN)

jean absolutely did not mean to say anything. she would’ve taken the knowledge of diluc’s infatuation with you to the grave if she had to. especially because not even diluc knew that jean knew!! it’s a mess- (*´Д｀*)

the second she accidentally let it slip, she froze and just stared at diluc for a second…who seemed just as shocked as her ( ・∇・)

um, i-…did not mean to say that. i’m sorry, please forget about it. it’s absolutely none of my business, i never would’ve said anything, i-

she’s panicking while diluc is still frozen, his mind racing; how did she know? did he tell her at some point? did someone else tell her? did she figure it out on her own? if she figured it out on her own, dear archons, does that mean he’s that obvious? but if that’s the case, other people would’ve surely noticed as well, right? what if-

the ungodly shrieks both of them let out when you come into the tavern, greeting them- 💀

they both try so hard to pretend like nothing happened and jean tries her darnest to come up with an excuse to leave immediately, she can’t take this anymore ( ´θ｀)ノ

them: ( ・x・) you: (*^ω^*) hey guys!!

jean really doesn’t mean to butt into diluc’s business!! especially not his love life- (ﾟ∀ﾟ)

but she’s also someone who really likes to help people…and she’s seeing how much diluc’s struggling with her own two eyes…

would it really be that bad if she were to just..help out a little..?

now, jean herself also has no idea what she would do in his situation, much less any idea what she’s supposed to do as a bystander!! so she figures that encouragement would be the way to go! (๑>◡<๑)

so, the next time she meets diluc she tries to subtly bring you up, which seems to work well until she looks up at diluc and he stares back at her with the iciest glare she’s ever seen 😀-

i-…i just mean…you know, i think it would benefit you if you told them? i think it’s pretty obvious to anyone that you and y/n have some sort of…special relationship? surely it would be best for you to…, jean trails off, seeing you slowly get up from the floor behind the counter where you had been helping diluc by sorting and refilling some ingredients ʅ（◞‿◟）ʃ

very much awkward silence. it takes a solid 10 seconds for anyone to move, and once shock dies down, it’s chaos from there :(；ﾞﾟ'ωﾟ'):

right when jean found the words to say something, anything, to take back what she said and explain, diluc had a ‘ah, screw it’ moment and asked you to follow him outside for a second

the second you two went out the door, jean rushed to the back door of the tavern and hurried back to the knight’s headquarters - there’s no way she’s gonna stay around after the utter embarrassment she felt ヽ(￣д￣;)ノ=3=3=3

she and diluc silently agree to not talk about how you and him got together ( ✌︎'ω')✌︎

#KAEYA (ROSARIA)

does rosaria care about kaeya’s little crush on you? absolutely not. the only reason she even knows about it is because kaeya let it slip after a few drinks at the tavern (°▽°)

what she does care about, though, is the fact that he just won’t shut up about you. it’s like a broken faucet, he just keeps rambling on and on and on and on and on and-

she had to do something, okay? something to get him to shut up - so she took it upon herself to get you together (one way or another)! ƪ(˘⌣˘)ʃ

the thing is, though, that rosaria doesn’t…care? not enough to come up with some elaborate plan or give kaeya a pep-talk, at least-

to be fair, she did try to get him to confess to you before - which kaeya just shrugged off and dismissed, telling her, ah, i wish i could

she’s quite literally about to just march up to you and let you know that kaeya likes you and that you should talk to him about it, for her sake if not for anything else (　˙-˙　)

the thought has been swimming around her mind for a while, but she never really felt the need to go through with it…until kaeya refused to talk about anything else but your upcoming birthday, which at that point was still a whole 2 weeks away (*´ー｀*)

surprise gift that, surprise dinner this - for days, all he talked about was putting together an amazing birthday surprise for you while all rosaria wants to do is sit in the tavern, drink and relax…ʅ（◞‿◟）ʃ

quite frankly, she had enough 😀🤚

so imagine your surprise when rosaria pulls you aside the second you enter the tavern, brows furrowed

listen, y/n, i need you to do something about that little thing you and kaeya have going on. it’s so painfully obvious, and he won’t ever shut up about you, so for the love of all archons, just get it together. both of you.

you just stood there like Σ('◉ ⌓ ◉’)…and then you locked eyes with kaeya, who was standing behind rosaria- (kaeya and you suddenly locking eye(s) like Σ(‘▇ ⌓ ◉’))

rosaria follows your stare and turns to look at kaeya, shrugs and goes back into the tavern. her mission is done here! ƪ(˘⌣˘)ʃ

it’s safe to say that both of you were a little flustered during the conversation you and kaeya had afterwards (〃ω〃)

it didn’t take long for kaeya to turn all suave again, though! ε-(´∀｀; )

(poor rosaria though, because now that you and kaeya are actually dating, he won’t ever shut up about you ٩( 'ω' )و)

#KAZUHA (BEIDOU)

kazuha regrets ever confessing his feelings for you to beidou about two times a day ʅ（◞‿◟）ʃ

he’ll forget to do something and she’ll be like, kazuha, how are you gonna get y/n to date you if you can’t even prepare the rice?!

she’s very direct and definitely wants him to confess to you - but, being the responsible captain she is, she also makes sure to remind him that a romantic relationship means change

he’ll have to figure out if he wants you to come with them, or if he’d like to stay with you - maybe nothing will change and you’ll only see each other every few months? beidou is very supportive of him, though, and always encourages him to be brave and go for it

she just really wants to see him finally be happy darn it!! (＞人＜;)

the crux had a little celebration the day before they were leaving liyue for a few months, and beidou made sure to tell kazuha to invite you!!

at least invite ‘em to the celebration! you don’t have to give ‘em your heart, but at least bid a proper farewell to ‘em. you’re gonna miss y/n either way, whether they know or not

when beidou told him that kazuha kinda just went hm. (。-∀-)

because she’s right!! but the way she said it also made him want to confess really badly,,,

so you’re invited to the little celebration held on the crux!! how fun!! well, it is quite fun, but it would probably be a little more fun if kazuha didn’t look so gloomy the whole time? Σ(-᷅_-᷄๑)

he’s just brooding the whole time, which is so unlike him?? you’re not sure what’s wrong, so you decide to ask beidou about it…she’s had a few drinks, so you had to ask her a few times until she got it ʅ（◞‿◟）ʃ

ahhh, that idiot…you know what, y/n? i’m a great captain. amazing even! so i’m gonna do what’s best for one of my own. listen well, yeah? that poet has the hots for ya. for a while now. won’t stop worryin’ about it. ‘s probably why he’s borodin’, he’s worried you’ll be gone by the time we come back.

while you’re standing there, processing what she just told you, she turns around and beckons kazuha over. she pats his shoulder and gestures towards you, i told ‘em about it. you can get mad at me tonight, but make sure to thank me tomorrow

beidou used to poke fun at the little poems kazuha would come up with when he was still crushing on you, and now she’s poking fun at him for the poems he writes down as your boyfriend. they’ll never change ✌︎('ω')✌︎

#THOMA (YOIMIYA/AYAKA)

thoma struck pure gold in terms of finding the absolute best friends he could ever ask for!! yoimiya is the passion and confidence he needs and ayaka stays rational and talks him out of anything stupid (*´ω｀*)

now, yoimiya has been telling him to confess for months. years. eons. ever since she caught wind of his little infatuation with you, she told him to go for it, thoma!! what could possibly go wrong?

…which was met with ayaka telling him to calm down and go about it slowly, thoma. spending more time with them and getting closer gradually is better than just springing it on them out of nowhere like that

it’s safe to say he’s struggling a little trying to decide what to do |(￣3￣)|

even though yoimiya and ayaka couldn’t exactly agree on the way thoma should go about asking you to be his, they did however agree that this couldn’t go on any longer - poor thoma is all up in his head because of you!! (´；Д；`)

so, they decide to help out! thoma’s birthday was coming up anyways, and what’s a better gift than to finally be able to confess his love to the person he’s been pining after for so long? (๑･̑◡･̑๑)

they had a perfect plan - the two of you would be sent out on your own, you believing you’re the ‘distraction’ that has to buy some time and while you’re walking around (with coincidentally placed flower petals and pretty lights everywhere), yoimiya is going to set off the prettiest fireworks!!

it’s going to be the perfect moment for both of you to come clean about your feelings and arrive to the birthday party as couple!! (๑>◡<๑)

yoimiya is burning with excitement and works on the fireworks with a completely new found fervour while ayaka is organising the surprise party~

they’re both just so excited to see thoma be happy with you :(( <3

and when the day finally comes, it all seemingly goes according to plan - you’re out with thoma ‘distracting’ him and buying time for the people still decorating the kamisato residence, then the fireworks go off - it all went smoothly!! ayaka and yoimiya are both excitedly waiting for you two to walk in (｡･ω･｡)

and you do walk in!! you’re both smiling, thoma very obviously excited, and yoimiya can’t help but blurt out, FINALLY! FINALLY YOU ASKED Y/N OUT!!

…never had anyone see the smile on thoma’s face warp into utter confusion so quickly 😀

w-what? i didn’t- what? - you…you didn’t? but…the plan? the light? the flowers? the ‘distraction’? the fireworks???

seems like they both planned everything to a t, except for letting thoma know what he’s supposed to do (´；ω；`)

in the heat of all the confusion (and embarassment, honestly) you excuse yourself and thoma and drag him outside - and the next time you enter the room, the smile on thoma’s face won’t be dropping so quickly ♪( ´▽｀)~

#ZHONGLI (HU TAO)

not once did zhongli even so much as mention you around hu tao, and still, she somehow figured out that he’s particularly fond of you?? and zhongli hates it!! _:(´ཀ`」 ∠):

she’ll randomly be like, oh! hey y/n!! just to watch zhongli turn around, ready to greet you with a tiny smile on his face, only to be met with no one…(￣ ￣) his smile drops so fast </3

hu tao’s thriving and zhongli’s losing his mind!!

she also always brings you up, no matter what they’re talking about! he’ll mention going to lunch and hu tao’s like, ah yes, lunch, try eating it with y/n, though! i think it’ll taste better!

the amount of times she almost said something in front of you is way too high to count!! and coincidentally, it’s the same amount of times zhongli almost suffered a heart attack (ﾟωﾟ)…

you see, zhongli actually does plan to confess to you - on his own terms, though. he absolutely does not want to rush anything or ruin whatever platonic bond you built over time

he wants to be sure that you also harbour romantic feelings for him!! so, he decides to wait; decides to be patient and let you relationship grow naturally until it feels right

…hu tao doesn’t think that his approach is very fun, to be honest. actually, she thinks it’s ridiculously boring!! why would he wait that long? and what’s that about letting your relationship grow naturally??? pffff- not on her watch!

straight up telling you about it wouldn’t be much fun, so hu tao decided to organise a cute little date, invite you in zhongli’s name via a little note, tell zhongli that you invited him for dinner and then she’ll just see what happens!!

and to even her own surprise…it worked quite well? zhongli was a little suspicious when she told him you invited him to dinner, but nonetheless, he took the chance - because what if it was actually you, and he didn’t show up? the idea of even accidentally standing you up makes his heart hurt (´･Д･)」

the two of you are having a great time and at one point zhongli kind of just decides that this right now is the perfect moment - you’re both smiling from ear to ear, listening to each other’s stories and basking the presence of one another

y/n, pardon me if this is not the right time, but, what would you say if i took the liberty of asking you out on a date? a real, formal date. romantically, of course.

hu tao was listening the whole time and she’s both flabbergasted and impressed?? she didn’t expect it to actually work!! 10/10 for herself, 10/10 for you and 7.5/10 for zhongli because the way he asked you out was way too formal for hu tao ψ(｀∇´)ψ

TAGLIST: @whygz @blissmal @zhongchi14 @kageyuji

levi’s always been quiet around your friend group. it’s not because he’s shy, or because he doesn’t like any of you (though to the untrained eye it may appear as such) - rather, he doesn’t really have all that much to say. someone so perfectly content with observing the crowd, gathering bits and pieces of information no matter how mundane it appears to be.

he knows more about you all than he’ll let on.

when you first joined the group, his stoic nature was something you figured stemmed from lack of interest or merely dislike. rarely did he engage in conversation or acknowledge your existence with much more than a short ‘hi’.

it really wasn’t until recently that you were proven wrong.

the six of you were all packed together in your friend’s dorm, savoring a night off from school and work and whatever else took up a good portion of free time. conversations were casual, talks of how shitty the week was or a bitch of a professor who apparently can’t grade papers filling the room. you, excited to finally interject about how much you loved your new english literature class, waited patiently for your friends to finish before speaking up.

“you guys, i’ve been-”

you’re cut off by the person diagonally from you loudly complaining about their job.

don’t give up; try again.

“i haven’t told you all about my new class i’m loving-”

“stop talking for a second so i can hear this.”

your friend’s words poke holes in your chest. still, you don’t want to quit now. they’ve had their chance to speak.

“can i just-”

“oh my god, no one cares.”

the comment was of course, a joke. you should know that, right? everyone’s laughing. it has to be. yet despite the teasing nature, as the group moves on to the next topic you can’t help but wish for the couch to swallow you whole. intrusive thoughts begin to plague your mind as the world around you becomes mere background noise.

you make everything about you.

stop overpowering the conversations. clearly no one cares.

don’t take this so seriously. have a sense of humor for once.

the words bite at your heart and you do your best to ignore them, to be a good friend and listen to whatever the hell is going on. just as you’re about to reel yourself back in, you feel something.

a tap on your shoulder.

your head whips to your left, where levi himself is sat on the couch at your side. in all the chaos you honestly forgot he was even here. not that he makes much of an effort to speak in the first place.

a small (dare you say friendly?) smile plays at the corner of his mouth.

“tell me about your class. i want to know more.”

steel eyes don’t stray from yours. it’s a moment of pure shock before you recover enough to talk. he’s never shown interest before - not many people have, if you’re honest with yourself.

a beat, and your chest burns with gratitude.

happiness.

without further ado you launch into full detail, stopping every so often only for levi to urge you on as he absorbs every word. you can’t help but grin as you speak, answering any and all questions he asks.

you’re surprised at how wrong your judgement of him was - yet you can’t say you’re all that disappointed.

-

based on my real life friend scenarios and i can only wish i had a levi to help me out so i give you this messy and terribly written product of my daydreams.

cocky bastard vibes - zhongli

ship: zhongli x reader

synopsis: in which reader shares their free thoughts on the liyue statue of seven

notes: standalone snippet part of the bookkeeping!verse

It was a beautiful day in Liyue. The grass was a luscious green and the birds were singing a beautiful song. After a nice stay at the Emerald Maple Inn, you and Mr. Zhongli decided to have a cup of tea next to the Statue of the Seven before heading on your way to Qingce Village. You were to accompany him to pick up supplies for the next funeral rite, and with the way the morning was going, you knew nothing would ruin this peaceful day.

"So how much do you want to bet that Rex Lapis was hot and knew it?”

You ignored the choked sound that came from your side as you gazed up at the picturesque statue. Though your companion would probably consider your question quite out of the blue, you couldn’t say it was the first time you wondered such a thing. Whenever you passed by one of them in Liyue, the thought always plagued your mind for a few hours after. Judging by Mr. Zhongli’s reaction, though, it seemed he did not share your sentiments.

"Ehem… That… certainly is an interesting thought. I can’t say whether or not previous records touched on such a topic."

You hummed, gazing up at the statue. Really? That couldn’t be true. Why wouldn’t anyone talk about a statue looking like that?

“Well there are many reasons why I’d say I’m right. First off, his outfit. He has a hooded cloak on while also being shirtless. There’s absolutely no logical reason to dress like that unless they’re from the deserts of Sumeru, wouldn’t you say? It obviously was a conscious fashion decision. If you pair that with the seductive way he’s sitting, I’d be inclined to assume he’s quite clearly feeling his look.”

Silence came from your side. Hm, Mr. Zhongli still wasn’t convinced? Then you would go on.

“You do see it, right? His posture is relaxed, yet confident. Not to mention the way he’s looking at that cube in his hand with practically bedroom eyes. His knees are apart too. My friend from Sumeru told me that when a man sits like that, he’s displaying his dominance.”

Still silence.

"You can't sit in a seductive pose like that without on some level being aware you look good doing it. I mean look at him! He's shirtless and everything! I've heard even macho fishermen say that they pray to the statue for a good night before coming home to see their wives. You can’t blame them, right?"

A hesitant cough.

"I-I'm sure it was a younger time when those statues were sculpted."

You groaned.

"Maybe, but you’re not even looking! If you did, you’d agree with me that Rex Lapis is clearly exuding such massive 'cocky bastard' vibes!" You countered.

For some reason, the more you spoke, the more flustered he became.

"C'mon, Mr. Zhongli! Why are you so embarrassed? It's not like I'm slandering his good name! I mean, if Rex Lapis didn't want us talking about him like this, maybe he shouldn't have made a statue with abs clean enough to eat off of!"

Okay, maybe at this point, you were piling it on a bit thick. Could anyone blame you? His face was in his hand as if he had a headache, and were his ears tinged the slightest hint of red? It was an interesting sight. Never had you seen him look so completely flustered. Sure you were rather blunt, but you didn't think your words were that provocative. Mr. Zhongli really was practically a 65 year old man.

"I thought you respected the Geo Archon…" He muttered weakly.

You gasped in offense.

"I do! I’d even consider my words the utmost of pious behavior. In Mondstadt, the sisters of the church consider themselves married to Barbatos, the Anemo Archon. So finding the Geo Archon to be a sex god is pretty much the same thing, right?”

“No, it is not.”

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izuku as letting you fall asleep on his shoulder during field trips and when you're on the bus together. he'll let you have whichever seat you want — whether it be the window seat or the aisle, he's more than happy to let you have the one you want. if he sees you're tired, he'll let you know you can sleep, and offer his shoulder as a pillow with flaming red cheeks. when you get to your destination though, he doesn't have the heart to wake you up since you look way too peaceful.

denki as being way too overdramatic when it's cold, and saying “god, i wish someone would give me their jacket” while looking over at you expectantly, being way too obvious with his hints, that he wants you to give him your jacket. if you do give it to him he'll give it back the next day, while thanking you with a bright smile. when you wear it later on, you'll find a hastily folded paper that just has a messily drawn happy face inside in one of the pockets.

shoto as trying out new things with you — even if it turns out that both of you suck at it. you could say you want to try learning how to cook, and he'd try it out with you (as it turns out, he's very bad at it, but he tried). it isn't limited to just small things, he'd come with you even if you say you want to learn an entirely new thing that takes months to learn; something that's time consuming. if you tell him he doesn't have to come with you if he doesn't want to, he's shaking his head and is already searching for classes for whatever it is.

bakugou as reaching for your hand when he feels like you're having a bad day. he doesn't say anything, just squeezes your hand to reassure you since he knows he's not the best at comforting people, or just words in general. if you look at him and smile, genuinely, he knows you're alright, but if you look at him and smile, one he knows is fake, his mission for the day is to cheer you up, whether it be with passive aggressiveness or a try at actually comforting you with words, he just wants you happy again.

kirishima as always being there whenever you need him and knowing when something's wrong. if you have anything on your mind, he's one step ahead of you because right as you're about to send him a text, you recieve one from him saying 'what's wrong?' he doesn't pressure you to talk either, he just reassures you that he's there for you if you need to talk about it. he'll offer to come over to your house, even if it's 4am and his parents will give him hell about it in the morning.

hanta as making you playlists of the songs that remind him of you. he just randomly sends you a link to a spotify playlist he'd made, and ask you to tell him what you think about it. he'd be overjoyed if you say it's good and that you like it. he never really specifies that he made it especially for you, unless you ask him why he send it to you. he'd then say those are songs that remind him of you, and when you thank him, he's totally red behind his phone screen, although he'll never admit that.

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i know we all love toji being nasty, but i'd love to see a (slightly) sweeter side of him and the reader as mamaguro, if possible?? maybe featuring the reader in his lap, the first time toji's ever really wanted to really do right by his partner... the ability of a man like him to have a softer side has plagued me ever since akutami said he mellowed out with his wife 😭

saying the important things - toji x fem!reader (2.1k)

toji’s not the kind of man who wears his heart on his sleeve. but he’ll try, for you. 

warnings: none! reader is mamaguro and uses fem pronouns, pregnancy is briefly talked about. this is just soft honestly

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Megumi is sleeping.

He lays in his crib, his chubby cheeks squished against the soft mattress, his hair dark and messy. At times like this, you can see so much of Toji in him, and it makes your heart ache. You can’t believe that you helped create something so perfect – from his tiny face, the tilt of his nose, the perfectly formed fingers and toes . . . You find it hard to believe that Megumi could really be yours.

“You’re starin’ at the kid again.”

Toji’s voice comes from behind you and startles you – you jump, guiltily turning to see your husband. His voice is dark and rough, but as you see him you realise that his face is anything but. Oh, sure – he has a scar bisecting the corner of his lip, muscles rippling out of a tight black shirt. But the look on his face is peaceful, and as he meets your eyes it just seems to fade into something even more so.

“You come stare at him,” you say, “you’ll understand why.”

He makes a little huff of amusement – but Toji Fushiguro is under your thumb, so he humours you by moving forward. Big arms wrap around your waist, making you feel safe and held in his embrace. His chin rests on your shoulder, sharp green eyes on the messy-haired bundle of wonder sleeping in the crib that you’d watched Toji build with a screwdriver clenched between his teeth.

(“How hard can it be?” He’d asked you. “S’flat pack, right? Guys who aren’t half as smart as me do it--”. In the end, it had taken six and a half hours and Toji had had to physically pick you up and sit you down on a chair because you couldn’t stop bending down to help. He’d placed his hands on his hips and pointed an accusing finger at you. “You’re gonna get yourself stressed, sweetheart, and it isn’t gonna do any good for the kid.” You hadn’t expected Toji Fushiguro to be the over-protective kind . . . but you’d be lying if you said that his pout and furrowed eyebrows weren’t adorable).

Megumi’s eyes had turned the same shade of green as Toji’s around the five month mark, for the record.

“We did a good job, huh?” There’s a hint of pride in Toji’s voice that he does his best to dampen down – he’s trying to be cool, even now. Your hands come to rest over his own, where they’re clasped onto your hips.

“I think we did a great job,” you tell him, and snorts out a little laugh against your neck that tickles, making you bend back into sub-consciously. “No, really. I think he’ll fetch a high price on the black market. Look at all of that hair.”

“Takes after me,” Toji tells you. “I think I’d fetch a high price too.”

“You know you’d fetch a high price,” you say, turning around to wrap your arms around his neck. You find yourself on your tip-toes just so you can feel a little closer to equal to him. “You’re a wanted man, Mr Fushiguro--”

“You’re a wanted woman, Mrs Fushiguro,” He says, bending his head – and his lips brush across yours, and you feel your entire body fill with the heady knowledge that he wants you. You know it – he makes it clear in the gentler way he holds you against him, his attempts to do chores around the house, the way his fingers entangle with yours when you’re out doing grocery shopping as a little family. But there’s something that you can’t quite express that feels all the more special about the embrace and the words when you two are on your own.

It hadn’t always been like this.

When you’d first met Toji, he’d been all dark flashing eyes and dangerous smile and tugging hands, a cigarette dangling from the corner of his mouth as he flirted and charmed his way into your life. His voice had been dark and deep, he’d winked at you and made insinuations and insisted, occasionally, that this wasn’t a relationship so much as a mutually beneficial arrangement--

Until someone else had flirted with you in a club and Toji had grabbed your hand and pulled you into him, arm wrapping around your waist. Perhaps you’d been trying to make him jealous – you’d long ago accepted that your crush on Toji and desire to make him yours officially were going to come to a sticky end, seeing as he seemed to value his freedom so highly – but you hadn’t expected it to work.

He’d murmured into your neck that night that you were his, forever, and he never wanted to see someone else’s hands on you again--

“Does this mean I can call you my boyfriend, finally, then?” You’d asked, a hand cupping his cheek, thumb brushing the scar on his lip. Toji had grinned at you, dark and deep and dangerous but warmer than you’d ever seen it. He’d held you that night like he’d just realised how precious you were.

“Sweetheart,” he’d said to you in response. “Hell. Y’can call me your husband if you want.”

You had laughed and thought he was joking.

“Maybe I’ll try that after a proper proposal,” you’d said, tapping his nose. You’d expected him to grab your hand before you could make contact and pin you underneath him, tell you off for being so cheeky – but instead, the pad of your finger had made contact with it and you swore you’d seen a dark flush dust his high cheekbones.

You’d figured that was the end of it, until two weeks later he’d pulled out an expensive-looking ring whilst the two of you watched a movie.

“Well?” He’d asked you, looking almost uncomfortable – almost afraid that you might say ‘no’. “Whaddya say, angel? Gonna try callin’ me husband now?”

And you had.

He’d confessed everything to you before he’d asked about taking your name. His exact line of work, why he wanted to leave his old surname behind – and though you know you shouldn’t have, you’d simply taken it in stride. If this was what it took to have him, you would accept it; it had been too long, and you loved him too much, to simply walk away. You’d found out you were expecting Megumi six weeks before the small wedding and had told Toji immediately.

He’d seemed scared, but he’d seemed excited to – whirling you around like you weighed nothing before he anxiously put you back down and stepped back.

“That’s fine, right?” He’d asked. “I dunno much about kids. I haven’t hurt ‘em or anything, have I?”

He’d made a real effort around the house whilst you were incapacitated by your pregnancy, too – sometimes too much of one, as he batted away your attempts at cooking or cleaning with an insistent ‘I can do it, sweetheart!”. You’d let him make mistakes – honestly, a couple of disasters notwithstanding he’d made a decent effort.

You’re not afraid to leave Megumi alone with him, though Toji still hasn’t quite mastered the life skill of ‘talking to my baby as if he is my child and not simply a friend who I want to slightly intimidate’.

Sometimes you see Toji sat in an armchair with Megumi in his arms, a tiny hand wrapped around Toji’s massive thumb, and you think you could die from how much you love them both.

“C’mon,” Toji murmurs, breaking the kiss. “He’s fast asleep.”

You let yourself be dragged over to said armchair in the corner of the room, next to the little case of children’s books you and Toji had chosen for him

Megumi likes dogs; he claps his pudgy little hands together whenever one is introduced in the bright colours and flat pages. At nine and a half months, he had furrowed his little face and pronounced; “Gog. Goggy.”. Toji had grabbed the cheap camcorder that he’d been recording as many milestones as possible on and tried to bully Megumi into saying it again, but all of the footage he’d actually gotten was you laughing in the background as Megumi attempted to cross his chubby little arms and look at his father in disapproval. He had not said ‘goggy’ again until you had thoughtlessly picked up a little pair of black and white stuffed dogs whilst in a toy-shop with him to show him. Toji had had to go back to the shop ten minutes before closing to purchase them, and even now Megumi tucks them under his arms when you take him out in his pushchair.

You let yourself, too, be pulled into Toji’s lap as your husband gets comfortable, readjusting your body so he can wrap his arms around you and you can bury your face into his neck.

He smells like cigarettes and your laundry powder, familiar and comforting.

He takes a deep, pleased breath that makes the muscles in his throat ripple – you bring up a hand and trace them, fingertip lodging in the hollow of his throat for a moment before your hand moves down to rest over his clavicle, and then where his heart is beating steadily under his clothes and skin.

“You feelin’ me up, baby?” He asks with a smirk. “Y’can just ask, you know--”

“I’m feeling your heartbeat,” you say to him, listening to his pulse in his neck. “I think it might have stopped. We should look into it.” “Is this because I made that joke about the black market? Babe, you’d never let me fuckin’ sell our kid--” “Don’t swear around Megumi,” you say, automatically, your eyes swivelling to Megumi’s crib without moving your head from its comfortable position. “You’ll give him a dirty mouth.”

“You love my dirty mouth,” Toji purrs, the arm around your waist pulling you in tighter and closer. Heat rushes to your face and you give him a headbutt in the neck that’s half affectionate and half warning.

“Not now,” you say, sighing comfortably. Toji is warm and solid and always there for you. “I’m too comfy.”

“Ah, far be it for me to interrupt your nap-time,” he teases, but he pushes a kiss onto your forehead anyway. “Hell, I could go to sleep here myself. Nobody said havin’ a kid would be this much effort.”

“Everyone said it,” you say, stifling a yawn. “You just didn’t believe them.”

He snorts again.

“Y’got me there,” he says. “Wouldn’t change him for the world, though.”

“You’re just saying that because he takes after you,” you smile against his skin. “If he looked like me and acted like me, if he was sweet and demure--”

This gets another laugh from Toji, who knows exactly just how not sweet and not demure you can be.

“I’d love him even more, probably,” he says. “We’re gonna have some fuckin’ blow-ups in the future, sweetheart. Good job you’ll be around to sort out your men, right?”

The arm not about your waist moves so he can cup your face now, tip your chin up towards him. His eyes are still very sharp, but they’re softened with love as he looks down at you. Toji gives you these moments in the quiet of night – when he’s not formerly-of-the-Zenin-family, when he’s not the ‘Sorcerer Killer’, when he’s not an assassin-for-hire – when he’s just Toji Fushiguro, your husband and father of your child. You treasure every single one of them and hold them close to you like a precious pearl, stringing them onto a necklace of memories you’ll cling to forever.

“I’ll be around forever,” you tell him. “If I die, I’ll come back to haunt you and tell you what a shitty job you’re doing on the PTA.”

He snorts.

“Don’t even joke,” he tells you with a flickering smirk – but that smirk quickly drops away to be replaced with a look of intense solemnity. “You know I love you, don’t you?”

“Are you getting soft on me?” You ask, but the hand tipping your chin up does a little jerk.

“Please,” Toji says, a little softer now. “Let me tell you I love you and mean it.”

Sparks fly all through your stomach, your heart twisting in your ribcage. You rarely see this kind of gravitas on his face – he rarely takes this tone, almost needy as he implores you to listen.

“I love you too,” you breathe. “You know that.”

He pulls you into a kiss that knocks the breath out of you, that makes you feel like you and Toji and Megumi are the only real people on Earth and everyone else is an imitation.

“Yeah,” he says, gruff. “Doesn’t mean I don’t like hearin’ you say it, though.”

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Please, Muslim headcanons are an amusing read and truly warm my heart ♡♡♡.

levi as a muslim heacanons? you don’t have to do it if you don’t want to 😔 i’m just a strict muslim and seeing it would be fun

author note :: omg levi ramadan + muslim headcanons since it’s ramadan and the idea is super cute to me. me and my friends have always headcannoned him as muslim jokingly (tbh we do that with all anime characters) idk probably because i’m muslim and it makes me happy 😭 this is super short but i hope you like it anon !! +++ my requests are always open so feel free to drop by :-)

levi wakes everyone up for suhoor because he rarely ever sleeps so it makes sense for him to wake everyone up to eat

scolds anyone who hasn’t done wudhu correctly because prayer is nothing without cleanliness

tbh the hunger isn’t difficult for him he just finds it hard to let go of drinking tea as often

gets annoyed when sasha says “not even water.....???” and tells her she better be respectful

i do not have much else to add to be honest but he would definitely help clean up after suhoor, he isn’t lazy and won’t let one person clean up after everyone

feel like he would definitely be the type the drink lots of tea during suhoor so he can handle the day better

also have a feeling that he would constantly remind people to say bismillah before eating because,,, it’s very important to say bismillah :-)

makes fresh wudhu for all the prayers purely because he likes being clean

does not like how there are no official days off given for eid, but hey he’s humanities strongest he understands he can’t take a break even on eid 

OKOK WAIT!!!!! big headcanon that me and a muslim friend have is that levi would be very good at doing mehndi/henna for eid celebrations

like he would be great at it totally yup, don’t argue with me it’s true!!!! he would do gabi’s henna

all in all, a very nice muslim :-)

i could add more but..... let me not go off on a tangent i could literally talk about this FOREVER

Hi! I loved your last tenya iida x reader 💙 if possible i would like to request a tenya x older reader, where reader is a 2nd yeard UA student. Maybe he is a little bit under pressure because he's younger than her classmates and feels like she could have someone better than himself. One day tenya is not well, feels sick or idk, and snaps at her when she tries to take care of him in public, telling her to stop babying him (of course she didnt mean it). Thank you so much! 💙

Ps: I used she for reader but ic can be gn of course!!

Ty! I´m happy you loved it :) Ty for you request and I hope you like it!!

Sorry if it´s a lil short

Pairing: Iida Tenya x reader.

Warnings: None.

Rating: SFW

You were sitting outside getting some fresh air, that morning Tenya woke up with a headache and thankfully you managed to convice him to sleep in. Wich was real hard, he was so set on being a perfect student that not going to class was a big deal for him.

'’Hey you, where´s your boyfriend?''Bakugo asked, his voice agressive without even trying ‘’He didn´t show up’’

''He is sick''you answered, crossing your arms.

Bakugo was bold, respecting people a year older than him (like you) didn´t matter and he left without a response.

Your next class was in a few minutes so you got in school following right after him. Walking down the hallway, people seemed to congregate all in one place, in front of class 1A, you didn´t think much of it until a familiar face stood right in the middle of that crowd, making you speed towards them and shove people away to be in front of your very sick looking boyfriend. 

He was barely able to hold his eyes open, dark circles under them and voice coming out muffled because of congestion.

‘‘Tenya’‘you called him, disappointed that he neglected his health ‘‘I hope you are out of bed to go see the nurse’‘

‘‘I´m fine, I took a shower and now I´ll fullfill my chores as a class pressident’‘he responded, trying to look convincing by fixing his posture.

‘‘Please, go to the nurse or rest’‘

‘‘There´s no need’‘

At this point, all of his classmates stood around you in silence watching the scene, not a sound was made. 

‘‘This is ridiculous, It´s obvious you feel really sick’‘you let out a frustrated sigh

‘‘Stop it’‘

‘‘Tenya...’‘

‘‘I will go to class now’‘

‘‘But’‘

‘‘I am not a child, stop treating me like one’‘his voice was way louder than usual, so much so that everyone reacted gasping. 

You, however, decided to walk away quickly. If he didn´t want to take care of himself then fine, but you weren´t there to be embarrassed for caring about his health.

This all laid on his insecurities, Tenya confided in you before that the fact you were older than him was a struggle because he sometimes felt inferior. Anyway, that wasn´t an excuse to treat you badly.

He rarely raised his voice at you, so today must´ve been the day he chose to be an asshole. 

To get distracted, you focused on your studies and trained like always, if Tenya wanted to talk it out, he could whenever he wanted because you certainly weren’t the one doing it. 

Dinner time came around, 2nd and 3rd years shared a common room in the dorms, so you sat next to Mirio for a while, noticing how he was visibly trying not to ask why you looked so sad. 

‘‘Y/n’‘Tamaki called your name as shy as always ‘‘Your boyfriend is outside’‘

‘‘Thank you for telling me’‘you smiled, not moving off the couch. 

‘‘Are you not gonna go see what he wants?’‘as expected, Mirio was pushing to help.

‘‘Do I have to?’‘

‘‘You should’‘

Of course, you ended up putting on your shoes and leaving the building to see your very big boyfriend shivering and sneezing, his eyes watery as soon as you appeared.

Every inch of you fought not to hug him right away.

‘‘I´m sorry’‘he said, adjusting his jacket and avoiding your gaze.

‘‘Okay’‘you responded, sounding cold. 

‘‘Please, don´t be mad at me’‘

‘‘Now do not ask for me to do that, you made me look like a complete idiot, caring about you when you don´t even care about yourself’‘

‘‘Sorry’‘

‘‘Just... It felt like you were embarrassed’‘

‘‘I wasn´t, I´m intimidated because some of my classmates tease me a lot saying that you act more like a big sister to me just because I am younger’‘

‘‘We are literally a year apart and I am clearly your girlfriend, that´s stupid’‘

‘‘I know, but then they also say you are with me out of pity’‘

‘’Sure, I do charity work or something, I am with you because I want to, because I like you and think you are handsome, smart, funny and passionate about everything you do’’ 

Tenya didn´t know what to say, but looked really hurt, and even though his acts were still not justified, you couldn´t stay mad at him. 

‘‘Let´s go to my room, It´s cold out here’‘

Without a second thought, he nodded and followed you in, probably conflicted because having people in your room at night was not allowed but happy that you invited him.

‘‘Won´t you get in trouble?’‘he asked when you hanged his coat and led him to your bed. 

‘‘Nah, none of the teachers are in today’‘you answered taking off your shoes and laying next to him, putting the covers over both of you.

‘’What are you doing?’‘Tenya blushed, his body stiff when he felt you hugging him tight.

‘‘I am going to sleep next to you and make sure you feel better tomorrow’‘

‘‘But you could get sick too’‘

‘‘I don´t think so’‘ you kissed his cheek lovingly and stroked his chest. 

After a few minutes, he finally let himself relax with your touch and closed his eyes, already feeling a lot better than before.

‘‘Y/n?’’you heard him whisper.

‘‘Mhm’‘

‘‘I love you’‘

‘‘I love you too, Tenya’‘