Hellooo May I Ask A Headcanon Of Muzan With A Child Reader, The Reader Has Flower Powers(meaning The

hello I hope you are well I am new to this and I wanted to know if you could do huskman and syntax scenarios (soft and then smut) where the reader is very serious and playful but shy in bed

I'm sorry I don't do smut but you can request something else if you want.

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Strawberries and Wolves (Diluc Ragnvindr X Fem!Reader, Platonic!Razor X Reader)

Summary ~ During your time living at Dawn Winery with your husband, you got to know the young boy who lives in the forest of Wolvendom and make frequent visits to see him. During one of these visits, you’re attacked.

Disclaimer ~ I do not own Genshin Impact or any of its characters.

Word Count ~ 4k

Warnings ~ Husband!Diluc, flirty Diluc, some kissing, blood, injury, Razor being the son sweetheart that he is, monsters (Rifthounds), fighting, no use of Y/n

Diluc Ragnvindr Masterlist

Genshin Impact Masterlist

A/N ~ Razor is my son. That is all.

•DO NOT run my work through any form of AI writing program•

•I do NOT consent to have my work posted, translated or published to any third party site or app. If anyone sees my work anywhere but here, it has been reposted without my permission•

the sweet smell of freshly baked muffins filled the large kitchen around you as you reached inside the oven and carefully removed the hot pan, the thick fabric covering your hands warming up as you carried the pan over to the island in the middle of the kitchen. A dozen blueberry muffins now sat on the counter, steam billowing up from the tops of them as you gently poked the tops of a couple with a toothpick to ensure they were baked properly, a smile forming on your lips when the toothpick came out clean.

You leaned forward and pressed your palms to the edge of the wooden countertop, pushing your face into the trail of fragrant steam floating up into the air above the fresh pastries and inhaling the comforting scent.

Next to the pan of muffins sat a basket, the inside filled with various foods you had spent the morning making and even some fruits and vegetables you had picked up from the market in Mondstat the day before.

Once a week, you prepared a basket of food to take up into Wolvendom for the young boy who lived there with the wolves. You had always had a soft spot for the young boy, ever since you met him just over a year ago. It was the middle of the night and you were on your way home and had chosen to cut through Wolvendom rather than go around, while on your way through you remembered clutching your knife tightly as you followed the trail of lamp grass. The grey-haired boy had nearly made you jump out of your skin when he snuck up on you, your attention has been fully on the glowing blue plants and not on the stranger approaching you from the trees. You had been confused at first, confused as to why the young boy was alone in the middle of the woods, at first he hadn’t answered your question and simply insisted that you couldn’t be there, that it was too dangerous for you.

After returning home to your then fiancé, you had explained to him how you had run into the young boy in the middle of the forest and wanted to return the next day to try and find him, try and learn more about him. Diluc had insisted Wolvendom was too dangerous—a point you used to argue your case on why you needed to find the boy—but ultimately caved, agreeing to help you find the boy the next day.

It had been well over a year now since you found the boy, eventually learning his name was Razor and that he lived in Wolvendom with the wolves. It had taken a long time for him to trust you, and when he finally did you began bringing him food and other things like books and clothes once a week, this became your new routine with the wolf boy.

“Well, doesn’t it smell divine in here?” The sultry voice of your husband broke you out of your thoughts as he walked into the kitchen and took a deep inhale of the air, “What have you baked today, dearest?” A pair of strong arms slid around your waist as he pressed his chest to your back and rested his chin on your shoulder, looking down at the pastries in front of you.

A content hum fell from your lips as you leaned back into his chest and tilted your head to the side so it pressed against his own, “Good morning Diluc, I was wondering how long it would take for you to find your way in here.” You turned to look at him and planted a quick kiss on his cheek, “Blueberry muffins for Razor, and a few other things that I found at the market yesterday that I thought he might like.” You leaned forward away from Diluc’s body and plucked a strawberry from the basket, bringing it to your lips as you turned around to face the red-haired man.

Diluc’s eyes flickered down to your lips as you bit into the red berry, a smile forming on your lips as you tasted the sweet fruit, “Why don’t you invite the boy to come here? Instead of going all the way up to Wolvendom?” He attempted to reach around you and grab a muffin only to have his hand swatted away by you.

“Hands off mister, these aren’t for you,” you scolded him while pursing your lips and looking up at him, “and you know Razor won’t come here, his home is in those woods, that’s where he is comfortable.” You ate the last of the strawberry.

Diluc sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose as he watched you begin wrapping the muffins in a white cloth and placing them inside the basket, “I don’t like you going up there alone, it’s dangerous.” He sighed, reaching for your hand and wrapping his fingers around your wrist.

Your gaze softened as you looked up at Diluc, his heart on his sleeve as he told you of his worries, “My love, just because I don’t have a Vision like you, does not mean I am incapable of protecting myself from a few stray Hilichurls.” You tugged on his arm and stepped forward, shifting your hand so your palm was pressed flat against his and your fingers were aligned, “I’ll be back in thirty minutes.” You slipped your free hand up to cup his jaw, running your thumb along his cheekbone while standing o your tiptoes and pressing your lips to his.

Diluc didn’t hesitate to kiss you back, one hand sliding around your waist in an attempt to pull you closer to him only to be stopped by you pulling your lips away from his.

“Strawberries. You taste like strawberries.” He whispered while trying to go in for another kiss, his brows furrowing together when you stepped away from him, “Hey,” he whined.

You reached into the closed basket and grabbed another strawberry, tossing it to your husband with a sly grin, “This should keep you occupied until I get back then.” You waved to him and plucked the basket off of the table, slipping it onto the crook of your arm and heading for the door of the large mansion.

“I am always surprised by your cruelty,” Diluc muttered as he took a bite of the berry and watched you leave, pushing down his worry for you as you went.

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Stepping carefully down the muddy path into the forest, your eyes bounced around the trees hoping to spot the familiar head of grey hair. You knew the path through Wolvendom like the back of your hand after all your time coming to visit Razor, the young boy has even made sure to show you the best paths to take to your meeting spot to keep you the safest. You would be lying to yourself if you said you didn’t care deeply for the boy, you had taken him under your wing and had done everything in your power to help him learn to trust humans, even if he was still quite wary of Diluc.

Diluc had taken just as much time to come around to the young boy as he had taken to come around to him, both of them still cautious of one another.

Cautious, but trusting.

You were proud of both of them.

When you finally reached the spot where Razor usually met you, you found that he was not there yet. You knew he wouldn’t forget what day it was and figured he was just running late, so, you walked toward a large stone at the base of the rocky cliff and sat down on top of it to wait for the boy.

The fabric of your cloak spread out on the stone around you like a fan as you placed the basket onto the ground beside you and crossed one leg over your knee. Your fingers drummed against the side of your leg as your eyes moved around the clearing, the soft blue glow of the lamp grass sitting in the shade of the trees at the edge of the clearing catching your eye. Looking up at the path which led deeper into the forest to look for Razor one last time, you sighed and hopped off of the rock and moved toward the lamp grass.

You spent the next twenty minutes or so moving about the tree line and gathering various plants and flowers that you saw—mostly lamp grass and wolfhook—before you heard footsteps coming from the trees. You stood and looked toward where the sound had come from, your eyes narrowing when you saw no one.

“Razor? That you?” You called out, your voice heard by only the trees.

Another footstep sounded, followed by several more.

Too many to be human, and far too may to be alone.

Your hand moved to your hip where you kept a dagger—a wedding gift from Diluc—and tightened your grip on the leather wrapped handle.

Two sets of glowing gold eyes peered at you from the trees, a deep rumbling growl flowing out and causing you to freeze, your grip on the knife faltering for a single moment.

You were forced back to reality when two large stony hounds lunged out of the tree line and rushed toward you, broken howls echoing from the throat of one of them while the other began circling you, growling under its breath. Your hand shook as you raised your blade, keeping your eyes on the one in front of you while trying to keep your attention on the one stalking around you, a shiver went down your spine at the sound of the creature’s growling.

Both of the hounds came to a halt, one on either side of you, their eyes still locked on you as you glanced toward the path which led deeper into the forest.

While you knew it was a terrible idea to try and run, you also knew you had no chance of beating them if you stood your ground and fought.

You took off running, still clutching your knife tightly as you hurried up the path without looking back.

The sound of the hounds chasing after you only urged you to run faster, your panicked breathing downing out their howls as your feet thudded against the hard ground.

The feeling of sharp claws tearing onto your arm caused you to scream as you were pushed to the side, your shoulder slamming into a tree before you fell to the ground. A pained whimper broke from your lips as you rolled onto your back and clutched your bleeding arm, pain sprouting in your temple from where it connected with the ground.

Blood seeped through your fingers and stained your skin as the two creatures approached you, their eyes seeming to glow brighter and more menacingly as they floated in front of you. Your chest heaved as you reached for our knife where it lay in the grass, your bloody hand inches away from wrapping around the hilt when the sound of lightning crackled through the air, the hairs on your arms standing up straight as the scent of ozone filled your nostrils.

You barely had time to look where the sound had came from before a flash of purple electricity slammed into both of the creatures, preventing them from getting any closer to you.

A flash of grey moved in front of you before a familiar form stood in front of you, between you and the raging creatures.

“Away!” Razor yelled, his sword raised, electricity sparking down the length of the blade, “Away now!” He swung the blade sending the electricity shooting out toward the two creatures to push them back even further.

You watch wide eyed as lightning danced along Razor’s arms and into his blade as he rushed forward and attacked the two hounds. The cold air bit at your wound as you shifted your shoulders and leaned back against the tree you had been tossed into, the sickening smell of copper filling your mind as the warm liquid dripped from the small cut on your forehead.

Electricity flashed through the air in front of you as Razor moved around the clearing, making sure to keep the stony beasts attention on himself and away from you.

You had never seen him fight, never seen how effective he was in a fight.

He was raised by wolves, and wolves protected their own, you were sure that had something to do with the pure rage you saw in the boy’s eyes as he swung at the hounds.

You were one of his own.

Lupical. That’s what he had called you once.

Family.

Before you knew it, the creatures were gone, one of them lay dead on the ground at Razor’s feet while the other ran away into the woods. Razor stood in front of the dead hound with his hand clenching tight around the hilt of his claymore, his shoulders hunched and chest heaving as he worked to catch his breath.

“Razor?” You spoke up, your voice quiet as you watched the boy with wary eyes, “What were those things?”

His head turned so he could look at you over his shoulder, “Rifthounds. Bad monsters.”

Your brows knit together, confusion mixing with the pain on your face, “Rifthounds? I thought they were all dead?”

Razor ignored your words as he sheathed his sword on his back and walked toward you, his ruby colored eyes fixed on your injured arm, “You are hurt.”

He knelt in front of you and looked at your arm, reaching for it to pull your hand away from the wound causing you to wince slightly as his hand connected with your arm.

“They hurt you.” He muttered, pulling his hand away from you and looking down at the blood on his finger tips, “I was not quick enough, so they kill my brothers and sisters, now they hurt you.”

“Brothers and sisters? They have killed wolves?”

“Rifthounds. They are bad.” Razor looked down at his hands.

Your heart broke for the boy, the wolves were his family and these creatures had killed some of them.

“I am… Sorry.” He looked back up at you and blinked, for a moment you swore you saw tears in his eyes.

“Razor.” You wiped your hand on your leg, cleaning off as much of the blood as you could before reaching forward and taking his scarred hand, “This was not your fault, and neither was what happened to the wolves, understand?” You squeezed his hand, “You kept me safe, you saved my life.”

He squeezed your hand back, tight.

“Can you help me up?”

Razor was careful not to tug on your injured arm as he helped you to your feet, his hands pulling away from you the second you were on your feet, “Can you walk?” He looked up at you and pressed his brows together.

You stood still for a moment, waiting for the spinning in your head to settle before nodding slowly, “I think so, just a bit dizzy.”

Razor blinked, tilting his head to the side, “Dizzy?” He said the word slowly to make sure he was pronouncing it correctly, though he still cringed at the foreign word coming from his mouth.

You often forgot that Razor’s English was rough, he had gotten much better at speaking but some words still confused him.

“Dizzy, it’s like when everything around you feels like its spinning, so it makes it feel like your falling over even though you’re standing still.” You carefully explained the meaning of the word to him while holding onto your bleeding arm once again, the dizziness in your head subsiding slightly by the time you were finished speaking.

The boy thought for a moment before speaking again, “Dizzy.” He nodded, “I will help you walk, so you do not fall.”

Razor helped you slip your good arm over his shoulders, the awkward position proving to be much easier since the two of you were close in height, Razor standing just a few inches shorter than you.

“Thank you Razor.” You smiled over at the boy, “I’m sure Diluc is worried sick about me.”

The two of you began walking, Razor guiding you through the forest down the dirt path, “Diluc… Your mate?”

“Husband. My husband.” You corrected him.

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One thing you had been right about, was Diluc.

He was indeed worried out of his mind.

As soon as he noticed you had been gone longer than you said you would, he grabbed his sword and coat and set off toward Wolvendom.

His worry was only amplified when he saw you walking out of the forest leaning on Razor, blood staining your arm and forehead.

The sound of Diluc’s voice calling your name earned your attention and caused you to lift your head up and look in his direction. The look of complete and utter concern was all you could see on his face as he ran toward you and Razor, his eyes bouncing from your bleeding arm to the cut on your forehead.

“What happened?” He came to a halt, his hand immediately moving to take you from Razor and into his arms so he could get a better look at the damage that had been done to you.

You turned your arm so he could see the claw marks, the strips cut into the fabric of your shirt by the hounds claws, “Rifthounds.”

Diluc’s eyes went even wider, if that was even possible, “Rifthounds? They were hunted to extinction.” He looked up from your arm to meet your eyes.

“They clearly didn’t get that memo.” You let out a dry laugh, “Razor protected me, killed one of them too.”

Diluc turned his attention to the boy standing a few steps behind you, he had remained quiet ever since Diluc showed up and you knew it was because it was still cautious of him.

“Razor.” Diluc kept his arm around you as he spoke to him, “You have my thanks for keeping my wife safe.” He dipped his head slightly, a show of respect to the boy, ”I am in your debt.”

Razor stayed silent for a moment, looking from you to Diluc before speaking, “She is my friend. I protect my friends.”

“Will you be alright out here Razor?” You asked quietly while leaning heavily onto Diluc, your head once again spinning as you dropped it onto his shoulder.

He closed his eyes and nodded, “I must hunt the Rifthounds. They must pay for hurting my family.” He looked back at you when he said family.

Diluc opened his mouth to say something, but instead held his tongue and looked down at you, gently picking you up bridal style.

“I’m going to get her back to the winery so I can get her arm looked at.” He cleared his throat, “If you ever need anything Razor, and I mean anything, you come to us and we will help you.” He told the boy.

Razor nodded, dipping his head to Diluc before looking to you, “Be safe Lupical.”

“Thank you Razor.”

The three of you parted ways, Razor running back into the forest to hunt down the Rifthounds while Diluc carried you back toward the winery.

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The entire trek back to your home, Diluc was silent, which wasn’t uncommon for him. But you knew his mind was working on over drive thinking of all the things that could have happened to you.

Instead of pushing for him to talk to you, you dropped your head to the side and leaned against his chest, closing your eyes and listening to his steady heartbeat as he carried you home.

Now, you were sitting on the large bed in the master bedroom with Diluc stood in front of you, carefully bandaging the claw marks on your arm.

Diluc’s attention was solely on tending to your wounds, the cut on your forehead was his first task and when he was done with that he moved onto your arm, helping you out of your shirt so he could see it better.

“I know you want to say ‘I told you so’, so just say it.” You broke the silence between you and your husband making him pause his actions and sigh.

The bandage he was wrapping around your arm was cut off with scissors and tucked under the edge to keep it in place before he walked away from you and grabbed one of his white shirts from where it sat folded on the desk.

“what if you had been killed?” That was not what you were expecting him to say as he handed you the shirt and knelt in front of you, refusing to meet your eyes.

You reached forward to place your hand on the side of his face, lifting it up so he was forced to look at you, “But I wasn’t, Razor protected me.”

“And if he hadn’t been there? Then what?”

You went still, your mouth clamping shut and your hand falling from his face to your lap. Turning your gaze to your lap, you sighed and breathed in a long breath before speaking, “I won’t stop going up there, Razor needs me. I’m one of the only friends he’s got Diluc.” You traced the lines on your upturned palm with your eyes, “I worry about him being up there all alone.”

Diluc grabbed your hand, squeezing it tight and whispering your name to get you to look up at him, “I’m not asking you to stop going up there, I know how much that boy means to you. I could never ask you to stop going up there, dearest.” His calloused hand cupped the side of your face, “I’m asking you to let me come with you from now on.”

“Really?”

His free hand went to the other side of your face, both of his thumbs now rubbing your cheekbones, “Helping that kid makes you happy, and I want you to be happy. But I also want you to be safe. So, I’ll come up with you from now on so I know that you’re safe.”

A grin made it’s way onto your face, “He’s growing on you, isn’t he?”

Diluc froze, a pink tint blooming along his cheeks as he looked away from you, “He is not.”

You laughed, the sound echoing around the room as Diluc stood and moved away from you, “He is!” You stood carefully, clutching the white shirt in your hand as you walked after him, “You have a soft spot for the wolf boy!”

You grabbed a hold of Diluc’s arm and pulled yourself toward him, your chest pressing against his as you looked up and him and grinned.

“Admit it.” You stood on your tiptoes and moved your lips close to his, “Admit I’m right.”

Diluc closed the gap between you both, kissing you slowly and cutting off your grin.

“You’re wrong.” He whispered as he pulled back and walked away from you, leaving you standing in the middle of the bedroom.

“Where are you going?”

Walking toward the door, Diluc sighed, “Going to hunt some Rifthounds with the wolf boy.”

You watched him walk out of he bedroom before it dawned on you.

“Ha! I was right!”

Hello there!! I'm the anon who asked for mob x popular reader, and i'm sorry for not answering you before i just enter today... thank you for post my ask, i read it and i loved it!!

You're a amazing writer!!!

( i wish you a good day and take care of yourself!)

◡̈⋆ʜᴇʟʟᴏ(●’◡’●)ﾉ again. Don't worry about as long as you liked it I'm fine with it. (๑`✪̤◡✪̤)◞ღԵհɑղƘՏღ. You take care of yourself too.

Kokomi's guard dog

kokomi x male child reader

1 - 2 -

Nickname: Kokomi's guard dog

You were always protective of lady kokomi. You would always be around her under gorou's order and she didn't mind because you gave her 'energy points'.

Today was the day the traveler came they were accompanied by Teppei. You had knew him from when you were with Gorou counting supplies. He had asked if you needed help you said no but that didn't stop his will to do anything even if the task was as small as counting.

You weren't really listening to what was being said when your name was called.

"Y/n" Kokomi said putting a hand on your head as she always did. "Do you wanna greet the traveler? They're the one who helped end the vision hunt decree." You looked up at her to see her smiling down at up then you looked over to the traveler.

"Hello, my name is Y/n and I am a member of the resistance. Thank you for your help in the vision hun decree." You had said it just how Gorou taught you bowing your head and everything.

"THIS KID IS IN THE RESISTANCE." You heard a high pitched voice and saw the floating person shaking the travelers arm. They both were reasonably shocked.

"Yes although he doesn't fight he helps keep up moral and smaller tasks that the others don't want to do." Kokomi explained "back to the matter at hand, sword fish 2 you said?... " you zoomed out again. You really didn't notice them leave until kokomi picked you up and rested you on her hip as she started walking.

"I have to do a lot of work to do this the resistance, but before that let's relax a bit." She carried you to her hide out before putting you down.

You liked the place it reminded you of the resistance training area.

You and kokomi sit outside the Hideout on the cliff looking out at the beautiful watasumi island.

"Lady kokomi, how come were fighting with the Shogun." Gorou had told you it was because the vision hunt decree. You didn't understand and kokomi didn't know how to answer

"I... Um we disagree with her reasoning is all. We are trying to make her see her decision to take visions away is hurting and not helping." You hummed and asked another question.

"Why don't you just talk to her." This one was an easier question.

"The Shogun is kinda stubborn and it's hard to s we her face to face." You looked deep about to ask another question but she started talking before you could.

"I want you to see how the traveler is doing while I take care of something, okay." you nodded and watched as she walked off.

You didn't know where to start so you went to find Gorou.

You found him on the outskirts of Watasumi island with 2 guards beside him. Before he could see you, you snuck up behind him putting a finger to your lips as the guards turn to look at you.

"BIG BROTHER" You jumped on his tail causing him to try to turn around to get you put you let go and ran around him laughing.

"M/n stop it." He tried to grabbed you but instead you stuck yourself to his back.

"Lady kokomi wants me to find the traveler." You said wrapping your arms around his neck giggling.

Hearing the guards try to stiffel their laughs caused Gorou to glare at them, shutting them up immediately.

"I thought you would know where they are." You said as Gorou unwrapped your arms from his neck and set you down.

"We're done Gorou. Hey look it's the little guard dog."

Side note: for the people waiting for a change of pace update I'm sorry. Im going to rewrite it cause I don't like it.

Good day/night!could I request redson, syntax and macaque(platonic or romantic) with a high tier demon popstar reader that disguise themselves as a human to shows and concerts?

HC or oneshot I'm in for it!

◡̈⋆ʜᴇʟʟᴏ(●’◡’●)ﾉ thank you for your request. Why not have the best of both worlds.

Platonic or Romantic

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You had just finished a performance. The rush some seeing all of your fans cheering for you was what kept you going.

You loved performing. Some special effects that looked like magic was you using your powers. Of course no one knew that but a certain someone waiting backstage....

Red Son

Helps you makes the beats to some of your music

Mainly listens to soft jazz but if that isn't your cup of tea he can adjust

Always with backhanded compliments even if he didn't mean it to come out that way

Syntax

*pats back* "you did good"

All arms, real or not, give you a hug

Very sweet even though he looks like a bully he isnt

It's just the spider venom

Macaque

I don't feel like he'd be in to music all that much

But he still supports you no matter what

He wears a mask so no one will recognize him

Still very recognizable but don't tell him that

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I wanted to try something new with the borders. So far I like it.

Hi! I love your writing and I have a whole PLOT IN MY HEAD. So basically, Adam's daughter has a fight with him about exterminations. The same night, she sneaks down to hell and stays with some other demons she meets, and up in heaven all chaos broke loss cause a pre-teej was lost, and where could she have gone?! She's not on earth, or heaven- and than Adam realizes, and can you make headcannons of this please?

Make sure to take care of yourself!

hello, thank you so much❤️I will take care of myself if you do as well.

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Adam and Lute had just gotten back from an extermination to see you glaring at them.

"Aw is someone mad at dear old dad." He said in a baby voice before sighing, "The fuck do you want from me."

"Uh not kill them."

"Uh can't do that."

Lute excused herself, she heard this argument to see where it was going.

"And why not."

"You know the reason."

"B-bu-"

"B-b-but nothing. You're not dumb don't fucking act like it."

By this point he was in your face with a frown that quickly grew into a smile.

"But cheer up. Those sorry shitbags get another 6 months and you get to spend time with earth's and heaven first dick master."

Ignoring the fact that he's calling himself a dickmaster he said that there was 6 months until the next extermination.

"6 months? why 6 months?"

"I'm tired... Goodnight." He avoided your question and scaddled to his room.

"YOU CAN'T GET TIRED IN HEAVEN ASSHOLE!" You shouted as you heard his door slam.

You didn't go to sleep that night, you couldn't. You wanted to see what makes hell hell.

You left everything and made a small portal to hell

the first thing that you noticed was the smell

it was RANCID, like you could barely breath and first

Next was the colors, most to everything is red or gray it took some getting used to

Lastyly was the people, it was the completely opposite of heaven (which you expected) but at least the cannibals were nice

It took you like 2 weeks to get settled and when you were Adam was going crazy looking for you

He made it everybody's business too

It took his dumb ass 3 months to figure out you were in hell

he went down there immediately to look for you

He practically dragged you back upstairs.

"The FUCK is your problem?"

"It took you nearly 4 months to find me and before you say anything else... hell is a really shitty place and the people are even shittier," You muttered but he heard every word and wide the widest grin. " But i still don't see the need for exterminations."

"I fucking told your bitch ass but no you wanted to come down here and prove my point. hell is shitty and sinners deserve nothing. The only thing good down there is the porn."

he definitely has selective hearing.

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Omg I just thought about combining my Alastor teen reader with Adam's teen reader and making them meet but idk how I would write it out.

Lucifer’s best friend totally calls the exorcists Adam’s groupies.

Short scenarios

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Lucifer, clearly panicking - "The extermination is about to start."

You, couldn't care less- "So, it's not like Adam's groupes are coming here."

Lucifer, pouting - "but it makes Charlie sad and I know it makes you sad to"

You and Lucifer cry together about it

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Charlie - Adam moved up the next extermination and we need to talk to heaven

Lucifer and you are stunned.

Lucifer - uhh I don't know Charlie

You - yeah Adam and his groupies have a lot of persuasion in heaven

Charlie - please Dad

Lucifer looks over and you. You shrug ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Lucifer - fine

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At the final battle you and Lucifer show up right on time.

Adam - how many of you losers do I have to fight

Lucifer - oh I'm the only one that matters. You mess with my daughter and now I'm going to Fuck You

You, whispers - *ken laugh* ahaha what his groupie try to do

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are you comfortable with uhhh centaurs or fae creatures?

probably fae creatures. they both are cool to me but centaurs creep me out a little more.

Can you do a part 2 of where Y/n is the sister of Giyuu that escaped the Infinity Castle??? You don't have to if you don't want but I really look foward to it😌✨

Also I wanted to say that I love your writtings, I really liked the serie where reader has botanic BDA 😌 and the hashiras' (how do I call that, serie?) mini serie.

Take care!

So sorry for the wait I've just started college and have been drowning in work😭

Thank you so much❤ there will be an update to the BDA series soon. Are you talking about the father series?

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　After you said your name the hashira were silent. They whipped their heads to look and Giyuu who was to busy staring at you to notice.

"Is something wrong."

"Do you not... Recognize me?" Giyuu stammered.

You examined his face, he bore some resemblance to your twin but he looked so different. Not just in age but you almost didn't recognize him cause he was like a shell of his former self.

"Giyuu? It can't be." You gasped as you started to get up and walk towards him.

"It's me."

You shakingly walked up to him and sat on your feet, observing his face. You grabbed his face.

"You look so different... So grown up." You said as you started to tear up.

"You look the same." He grabbed your hands from his cheeks and pulled you into a tight hug.

That comment broke you. You haven't changed much while in the Infinity castle because of malnutrition. You've missed so much time, cried so many tears thinking you were gonna die alone down there. It's almost unbelievable that you are alive and with your twin.

Your tears drowned out the rest of the meeting.

*time skip*

After saying goodbye to everyone Giyuu took you to his house. You couldn't help but feel uncomfortable, you haven't been around humans for years.

He showed you around with a smile on his face. He lead you to the kitchen where he cooked a big meal just for you.

As you both sat at the table he started to eat while you just stared at the food, it didn't take him long to notice.

"Are you alright? Why aren't you eating?"

"Huh oh umm... I'm ok." You take a bowl of (f/f) and start eating, "It's just not what I'm used to."

"What are you used to?"

You didn't respond thinking about the ways Douma would make you eat, trying to get a different reaction out of you each time. You shake your head getting rid of those thoughts as you forced a smile.

"Nothing. Im fine, promise."

Although Giyuu didn't believe you he let it because he knew you went through a lot.

After dinner you enjoyed a nice long and very needed bath before Giyuu showed you to you room right next to his.

He helped you set up your futon.

"I know you might not wanna talk about anything that happened but I'm here. I'll always be here for you. Whatever you need just ask." He held you in a tight embrace.

"Thank you Giyuu." You muttered before he let you go.

"Good night." He said walking out.

"Good night."

As you lay down and listened to the silence around you, you realized that you were free—truly free—after a year of torment.

"I'm alive." You whispered to no one as you drifted asleep.

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