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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

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

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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.

~

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.

~

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!”

touch starved.

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Muzan with a demon s/o that wants to transition to a different gender (like mtf for example) but doesn't know how. they never felt like the gender they was born with but feel like they'd be happier to be another so badly they ask muzan for help I feel like he would understand, since he can be any form, and any form he takes is attractive (kid muzan is adorable gkfrbgkdfm)

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first things first: You can't hide anything from Muzan. He watches you every day stare at your clothes and yourself in the mirror your shared bedroom

He can tell your are uncomfortable in your own skin and leaves subtle hints that you can wear or do anything that you want

like if your are female but feel present more masculine he will bring your clothes accordingly and vise versa

If your a human he will offer to turn you into a demon and that you can be anything that you want

If your a demon and like to change your form into a male/female he will always say he loves you just the say

If anyone even dares to think about the way you look he'll kill him... just drop dead

No matter what you are or want to be he will love and protect you

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An: I hope this was good. I don't know much about the gender dysphoria but I do understand what it does to people and I hope that whoever reads this that they shouldn't be ashamed of themselves based on what other people think. People can be cruel and there is always going to be a hater but that doesn't mean you have to listen to them

Hi not a request but you know how Lucifer looks like a Cocktiel well I was wonder what type of bird Azazel would resemble since I plan to try to draw him even though I’m not a great artist.

Thank you for your time I hope you have a good day

I was thinking a mourning dove. I love that bird it's like it blends in with everything else, like you can hear it but you can't see it. I also love the sound it makes.

I love seeing drawings, I can't draw for shit so a literal stick figure will make me happy

I thought you disappeared 😭 I searched up 'reticent writer' instead of 'writes' my heart sank.

Sadly I've been shadow banned and believe me I was just as scared when I saw my Tumblr was freaking out💀

And then there was one

Ekko x Parental figure reader

not requested

I thought of this after i finished the Silco one

you, benzo and vander are long time friends

Angst

To Ekko Benzo and you were all he had and he wanted it to stay that way till the end of time but death waits for no ones permission.

You saw Ekko walking in the alley. Looked like he was going to benzo's. You hide in the shadows as he walks pasts you.

"And where were you all day, little man." You said cheerfully wrapping an arm around around his neck.

"h-hey. Hey y/n hows it going." He pointed finger guns at you awkwardly. Standing straight up you walk a few steps in front of him.

"I hope you weren't following someone again." You looked back at him to see him look away the moment your eyes met.

"You did didn't you." You completely turned to him grasping his shoulders.

"I already told Vi and the others!" He yelled slipping through your grasp and running while laughing.

You ran after him. They were always getting into trouble most of the time vander would stop them but seeing as you just came back from the last drop you could see he had his hands full.

You got tired of running after him and decided to walk back to Benzo's shop.

On your way you heard about a building being blown up by what could be vanders kids. You shake your head in disappointment knowing the outcome of it.

Once you round the corner to benzo's you see claggor and ekko talking outside.

"Always getting into trouble eh, claggor." He looked away and chuckled as ekko did the same. You walked past them into the shop.

"Eh, they're growing up Vander. Looking to write their own stories. You can't protect them forever." They spared you a glance and a nod as you sat net to vander.

"Someone was following them." 

"Whole lot of someones, from what I heard."

"Not enforcers. Someone on our side."

"Who?" You and benzo said.

"There's worse things than enforcers out there. We all know that." Vander said making you think about Silco. He never like the idea of Piltover and the Undercity to be counted as one. He wanted a independent nation, Zaun. 

After a few moments two enforcers came in with masks to protect themselves from the pollution. One she recognized while the other was new and was more hostile than the other.

"Evening, friend" Benzo greeted as they took their masks off.

The more caution one leaned in between you and Vander while looking around. You paid him no mind at first.

"Something I can help you with." Benzo said with a pointed brow 

"Some trencher trash attacked one of the buildings in the Academy district. But you already knew that." He harshly stated while looking at Vander.

'Oh wow, first thing and he's already insulting us.' You thought and chuckled but he noticed and before he could say anything about it you hopped up and began to walk away.

"Yep I'm out." You got up and waved yourself off not caring to hear the rest of their conversation if that enforcer was gonna be there. 

Claggor and ekko were no longer standing outside. You didn't bother looking for them as you started your walk home.

Getting home you just jumped in bed falling asleep in a near instant

*time skip*

Your peaceful sleep didn't last long as you were shaken awake by tiny hands.

"Y/n you have to wake up. Benzo's in trouble." You open your eyes to see ekko panicking trying to pull you out if bed

Without saying anything you got up with ekko leading you to a small building. You pushed ekko behind you as you saw Silco in the distance.

Benzo was on the ground along with officer Grayson.

You were scared and rushed in thinking if you didn't Vander will die next.

"Y/N GET BACK." You heard Vander yell but before you could turn a large rough hand was wrapped around your throat pushing you against a nearby building.

Your neck was snapped as the thing dropped you.

Before your vision faded you managed to look up at ekko. Seeing him cry broke your heart but you could move you couldn't even mouth anything to him.

You heard Vander screaming out to you but you didn't look away from the crying boy.

Forcing yourself to give him a small smile as you died.

And then there was one.

Blood demon art: Botanical Garden P1, P2(current), P3, P4, P5, P6

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Akaza had no idea how he was going to get you back and Doma wasn't helping in the slightest (obviously).

"So, Mr. screw-up how are you going to get back the little angel. Muzan seemed pretty pissed that you encouraged his on and only kid to go out and get captured." Doma snickered. He loved watching Akaza get mad especially if he was the reason.

"I DIDN'T 'encourage' THEM, THEY ASKED A QUESTION AND I ANSWERED. HOW WAS I SUPPOSED TO KNOW THEY WERE GOING TO ACTUALLY LEAVE."

Doma laughed at his outburst further angering Akaza to his boiling point. Akaza was mid jump before kokushibo caught him.

"You should focus on getting Y/n back not fighting."

*with y/n*

The kakushi that had found you decided to bring you to Kaguya's estate. You had no concept of time so you had no idea how long it's been since you've been gone.

Surely you father has noticed by now and is on the way to get you.

You were in a bamboo barrel still chained but at least the sun wasnt a threat.

Once you reached you destination you were thrown into a room, you thought you were in by yourself.

"Hello?" You called to not expecting a reply.

"Now who tied a child like that. Poor thing can't even move." A gently voice said. You normally would be shocked but your father taught you all he knew about the hashira.

Shinobu kocho. Butterfly hashira, shes not strong enough to behead a demon but her poison kill them.

She started to unravel you as you took in her features. You've been around demons all your life, it was weird to see such 'different' features.

"What's your name?"

"Y/n kibutsuji." You said as she finished unchaining you.

"Ah you have a monster as a father how is that like?" She asked.

no way she called your father a monster

"f-Father isn't a monster. He's intimidating." You got extremely defensive like you would pounce on her at any second.

If it were any other demon she would've killed you by now but since it was you she thought it was cute.

"Aww did I offend you I'm sorry to break it to you but your father is a monster." This time she said without a smile, looking you dead in the eyes.... She was scary.

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ok so hear me out! shy kind baker s/o x red son!

I always imagined him with a baker for some reason.

established relationship

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Red Son stormed into your family's bakery.

This was starting to be a normal occurrence. He'd burst in, shout your name then either drag you out or shadow you while you bake.

"Y/n." He was quiet this time which was a surprise. Turning around you were not only met with Red son but with two others. One you knew of as the monkie kid and other as dragon girl. Of course, you would never call them that.

The 'dragon girl' was looking all around the bakery at different deserts you had. While the monkie kid made a beeline for the counter you were behind.

"Hi, N/n I can call you N/n right? Can I get a slice of that cake?" the monkie kid said leaning over the counter you were behind but was quickly pulled back by your boyfriend.

"Oh uh... h-hello I." You stuttered to get out a single sentence because of his outright personality.

"DON'T call them N/n." He fumed his hair bursting into flaming. He was obviously blushing but the fire pretty much covered it. "We didn't come here for the food. We came here so you can stop annoying me about meeting her. Now you've met here and it times to go." He grabbed both of them and dragged them out of the shop without giving you a chance to even speak.

When he came back he came behind the counter up to you.

"You didn't have to do that we have plenty of food they could've stayed for a while."

"I did cause knowing you, You would give everything thing you baked for free like a moron."