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Nonna Chiara (Abbacchio one-shot 3.7k)

gn reader // sfw // yearning and flustering aghh

Who wants a cute Italian granny to take care of them? Raise your hand ✋! Do not underestimate their power, they will smite you! Just like all my Abbacchio pieces, they do be very self indulgent 👉👈😔Please enjoy 💖✨

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cat dad zhonks has been living in my head rent free & i just wanna say the hourlyzhongli twitter acc has validated the idea. miss milky canon confirmed

Please go off about the Zhongli having a cat

OK IM-

Zhongli has never owned any pets in his life. Too busy. Now that he's "mortal" he has more vacation time

He finds a little white cat outside the parlor all dirty and crying. Ofc he can't just leave the poor thing??

He washes her up and talks to it like it's another human. Saying things like "you're quite filthy little one, did you roll in the dirt?"

Afterwards he has some nice fish laid out for the cat, like some high quality fish because such a fine young lady deserves a wonderful meal. The cat sits on the far end of the table with a little tiny fancy bowl to eat out of out. He thinks of her as a special guest, not really expecting to keep her.

It starts pouring and Zhongli feels bad sending her out now so he keeps her overnight. The cat finds it's way into his bed and curls up on his chest. Shes all soft and warm and the purring is so soothing.

The next day he sets up breakfast for her and continues to talk to her, asking her how breakfast is and listing the ingredients and their importance to flavoring the dish. It genuinely feels like he's happy to talk to the little cat.

Long story short, he can't bare to part with her so he ends up keeping her. He spends every waking moment trying to come up with a name. I'd say realistically he'd come up with a special name with a beautiful meaning, but my self indulgence wants to say he named her Miss Milky bc she had a little milk beard once and it made him laugh (I really dont want to go looking for names ok).

Yes, you have to put the "miss" in front of the name bc you have to be respectful to the young lady; it's part of her name.

Miss Milky goes EVERYWHERE with him except outside the city; it's too dangerous for her there. She either follows him or is carried around. He goes to an important meeting and miss milky is in his lap, purring and smiling a cat grin.

Pays way too much mora on her. A single toy costs enough to have several different dishes at the most expensive restaurant. Miss Milky is absolutely spoiled with the best. Plus zhongli has never owned a cat so he wasn't exactly sure what she'd like so he got everything that was recommended to him.

She sleeps with him too. All the time. Usually cradled in his arms, laying on top of his chest, or nestled in the crook of his neck. She does have a nice cat bed but hardly uses it. Zhongli has gotten used to sleeping on his back now.

Literally spends time with her?? Someone invites him to dinner and he denies saying he already has plans and it's just him taking a stroll with miss milky like he promised when he left.

Does she get cute little accessories? Damn right. She has a cute little collar with a bell and a bow he puts in her fur on special occasions. When winter comes she also has a little hand knitted sweater that probably costs more than you could afford..

Do not mess with his cat. You'll die. A dog barking at her? Zhongli does not abuse animals but he can strike fear into it with once glance. You just some bum insulting a man for loving his cat? Calling her a pest? Don't even come back to his parlor or associate yourself with him ever again.

Zhongli is the meme of the samurai holding a sword protecting his cat. That's the dynamic.

(hair)tied up

pairing: diluc x reader, reader is gender neutral (but has hair long enough to be tied up)

a/n: i have no idea where this came from but it’s here now so. enjoy? pls lmk if you like it! i’ll edit this later on i just need this brainworm OUT. uhhh they might be a lil ooc and diluc blushes a lot (but he can’t help it he’s pasty) and i apologize for the god awful title i’ll do better when i can think okay

word count: 1.2k

warnings: none! it’s just fluff (they all might be a lil ooc though)

summary: kaeya tries to figure out why his brother is suddenly wearing his hair down, despite his obvious aversion to it. alternatively: diluc is down bad.

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dio’s fuckhouswe

fluff with diluc and a male reader who’s an ice skater? maybe the reader teaches him how to skate? :>

Of course bestie! <3

This is the first thing I've done for Diluc in a long while

Pairings; Diluc x reader

Warning(s); I don't use pronouns so this isn't necessarily gendered, you have a cyro vision

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It's finally that time of the year where the lakes of Mondstat freeze over for the refreshingly cold winter. Your cyro vision buzzes happily at your hip as you surround yourself with your element. If it weren't for your doting partner you most likely would be wearing similar things to what you would wear in the summer. The cold breeze and soft crunches of snow is what truly makes you feel at ease.

Your partner on the other hand? He's not doing so hot. Which is ironic considering he has a pyro vision strapped to his own hip. Diluc only wears an extra layer of fluff under his normal clothes, but the chattering of teeth and hot aura around him tells you that the extra fluff really doesn't help. If Diluc didn't have to leave the Dawn over the winter, he would not. But he can't say no to you as you ask him to come out and skate with you for the billionth time.

"Diluc baby, you're going to have to stop using your vision otherwise you'll melt the ice" you tell him gesturing to the small patch of thawed snow beneath his feet. The man huffs a little and pouts as he stops covering himself with the warmth of his element. "Okay now take my hand" you tell him offering your hand out to him. He hesitates.

"What if I fall?" he asks hovering his hand a few inches above yours. You smile warmly at him.

"If you fall I'll help you up and kiss you better" you reply waiting for your partner to close the space between your hands.

"That doesn't sound too bad" he says lightly before connecting your hands with his. You smile at him again and lead him off of the snow and onto the ice.

You spend the next half hour with Diluc holding tightly onto your arm as you talk him through the movements of how to skate. And before he knows it he's getting onto his own two feet and wobbly skating about the pond. As he stumbles on the ice you hum happily while skating about the pond. You briefly notice Diluc stop skating and attempting to hold his balance in attempt to watch you gracefully glide about the area. You stop skating in front of Diluc a smile upon your face.

"You look so in your element" he tells you reaching out and taking your hand. One of those rare, lovesick smiles rest happily on his face. You smile at him and squeeze his hand.

"Ironic that" you jest the feeling of your cyro vision pulses happily at its mention, "I'm so happy that you came out with me today" you tell him with a peck on the cheek. Diluc nods and squeezes your hand again.

"Me too, seeing you so happy makes me feel all fuzzy" he confesses moving his arms around you slow enough for his body to not slip on the ice so eventually he does embrace you. You giggle at him and pepper his face with kisses. Dilucs face goes red in embarrassment from your love and his confession.

"You're too cute" you tell him between kisses "C'mon lets get you inside and warmed up okay babe?" you ask slowly breaking the hug and leading him back inside.

The two of you huddle up on the couch in front of the fire, Diluc's face is happily buried in your hair. You feel Diluc's lips upturn in a smile as you tell him about the skating competitions you've been to, the time you taught the younger kids in your village how to skate.

You recount the year you received your vision, leaving out the more angsty details, you tell Diluc about how the vision reignited your love for the ice. So much so you often found yourself freezing small ponds just to skate.

If you could share more winters with Diluc just for the skating and the cosying up with him you would.

And hopefully you can.

Bucci gang hc with a female team member that's always tired and sleeping but has lightning fast reflexes? Like, she's always tired and sluggish but she always manages to survive and complete missions. Every. Single. Dang. Time.

Didn't write dialogue for Abba because his HC was so long already.

Bucci gang w/ a chronically tired S/O HC

Bucciarati

The least worried of the group, but still somewhat concerned.

He knew what you were capable of. He took you in after seeing the extent of your abilities. It didn't matter what the gang thought of you at first, they would eventually understand, was what he told you.

He's never seen someone so physically drained in his life and he'd love to believe that you may have a clinical condition that explains it.

Gets so frustrated when you don't listen to him during briefings and go to do your things on your own in missions.

It's so dangerous and he gets so scared. Even if you always succeed, sometimes without a single scratch, he still can't help but worry.

He stomps to you and when you think he's going to yell at you or slap you for being so reckless, he instead takes you in his arms, relieved.

"It's only a matter of time until something happens to you... God you scare me..."

Otherwise, he has no problems letting you lean onto him when you're feeling spent, or want to nap on him in the car.

Abbachio

Really? That was the new member Bucciarati trusted and brought in?

He was so pissed and frustrated whenever you laid halfway onto the table during meetings, or dozed off when someone reported for duty.

You were so lazy, undisciplined and churlish he couldn't stand it at times.

Some people, like him, worked their ASSES off to get to where they were, and you were just hunched over and drooling?

He was okay with a member feeling a bit sick or tired occasionally, especially if it was Bruno who overworked, but you were just too much!

He constantly slaps you to wake you up or get your attention and scolds you for it.

The way you handled the missions with such endeavour and skill was so contradictory to your usual slow attitude, he was so surprised.

To be honest he's terrified. How could someone be so two-faced?

But now he finally understood why you had been taken here by Bucciarati. You were indeed a valuable addition to the team, he had to recognize it.

It takes time for him to actually trust you and make sure you won't betray them, but he's still very admirative.

Giorno

He wouldn't show it but he was a bit worried. About the gang but mostly about you.

He guessed that you had some vitamin defficiency or anemia maybe? That would explain it, but he was no doctor.

He likes to believe that you're not just plain lazy and careless. If Bucciarati took you in, it was for a reason, he wanted to trust you.

And he was absolutely right.

He had been stuck, alone and in the verge of death on one dreadful mission. Nobody was there, and he couldn't call out for help.

He had used Golden Experience as a desperate last resort to call for one of the members, but he had no hope of anyone coming just in time to save him.

He was beyond shocked when, barely a few minutes after his call, you bursted through the place at lightspeed and took him away, not letting anyone even find you as you brought him to safety.

How did you come in so fast? Where were all the enemies? Did you... take them out all by yourself?

"Thank you, Y/N... I... I owe you my life..."

Otherwise, he puts a bunch of flowers and leaves on your hair when you nap.

Mista

He was pretty laid-back and lazy himself sometimes too. When he sees you chilling, sleeping, looking all jaded he just chuckles and join you in.

When you join the gang at first, he doesn't doubt that you could be a great spy, or a healer, maybe you could spot enemies like Narancia?

Surely he was NOT prepared for what kind of abilities you truly hid behind your tired and deviant facade.

The way you were fighting and the speed and clarity in your movements, he couldn't even catch everything with his two eyes.

The pistols had called for you, as Mista was in a dire situation and surely enough, you were there mere minutes after. He wondered if you had teleporting abilities or if your Stand gave you some kind of hyper speed. Turns out, you were just that fast.

You told him to hang in there and took his gun to finish off the enemies. Taking them one by one.

Your tone and the energy you had in your voice sent electricity down his spine. You were so... Different than what you has used him to.

You patch him up with expertise and he can't help but stare at you like you were a Godly revelation.

"Not gonna lie Y/N, that was kinda hot..."

Narancia

Pranks you all day. And I mean ALL DAY.

There's a recurring joke about how you're going to be the first one to die because of how lazy you are and how you're probably gonna fall asleep mid-fight.

Bucciarati does not like those jokes, at all.

Takes great pleasure in waking you up in the loudest and most obnoxious way possible just to see you flinch and panick.

"Giorno, put a centipede in Y/N's ear. Come on it's gonna be fun!"

How do you manage to sleep with him, Mista and Fugo fooling around next to you all the time, that was a grand mystery.

He brings you pizza, claiming 'you need vitamins'. Because everyone knows pizza have the perfect amounts of nutrients...

He's so impressed and admirative of you when you absolutely kill it during missions. It's like you're a completely different person, he doesn't recognize you.

He's your number 1 fanboy, please sign him an autograph because wow, you're so incredible he can't believe you're real.

It's incredibly funny how you immediately start to yawn and sleep in the car right after the Tom Cruise stunts you just pulled 5 minutes ago.

Fugo

He thinks you're just lazy and he doesn't feel comfortable with you here at first.

Like Abbachio, he wonders what went on Bucciarati's mind to even recruit somebody like you?

But at the same time he's very curious. Did you have some kind of strange disorder he's never heard of?

Every time he saw you, you were either sleeping, slumped over, or just plain out of it.

Are you doing this on purpose to mess with him or piss him off? Because if you are, it's working.

He forces coffee, orange juice, soda, anything down your throat to keep you awake and focused on missions, and when you refuse, he starts biting his nails.

"You better stay focused on this one I swear to God...!"

He's so scared and anxious you're gonna fuck it all up and get someone, or worse even, yourself killed just because you're a careless slug.

When he sees how operational and strong you were and how incredibly fast you acted during missions, his view on you does a complete 180.

In the end, your down-toned presence was very cooling for his angry soul, and he couldn't afford to lose you so stupidly and easily...

Trish

The first time she saw you she wasn't too surprised to see you napping and being a bit slow.

You were in the mafia after all, not necessarily the calmest and chillest occupation. It was okay to feel sleepy once in a while... Or all the time.

She even believed that you weren't just tired physically, but rather maybe you were tired of them.

And honestly? She relates.

But when one day on a mission you went from dragging your feet slowly like a drunkard to swiftly grabbing her, lifting her in your arms like she weighted nothing and running like a freaking cheetah a second after hearing gunshots, she was FLABBERGASTED.

First of all, WHAT? Second of all, HOW? She is so shaken and her eyes couldn't possibly get any wider. You went from 0 to 100 REAL FAST.

She's even wondering if that's really you holding her right now or if you have been possessed or something.

When you show her a characteristic tired smirk as you run, all her doubts are wiped and she's so charmed and impressed, you litterally and figuratively sweeped her off her feet.

"You... You're amazing Y/N..."

YEAH YEAH YEAH

seeing normally composed characters just... snap and lose it.... that’s the good shit  😳✋ many thoughts..

the escaping one skfskdfjgdsf. i love when the powerful character tries to be all protective but the civilian character just.... does not need it. they might not be strong but they have other work-arounds. esp if it’s something totally mundane or a weird talent they developed??? idk i like when the ‘weaker’/normal one is still totally independent

*they’re in hiding after being chased* “i’m wounded; you have to escape! run! i can’t protect you..” “no, trust me i got this-” *whistles and the enemy runs in the opposite direction* “what.. how did you do that?” “i learned ventriloquism for a talent show in 3rd grade”

Anyone else have an unpopular love for "powerful character x civilian reader"?

It's just

So soft cmon

- ein

which boi are you? trying to draw now that i have time… as such time to get back on my INSANE caffeine consumption.

childe scenario – after the golden house

you, an ex-fatui executive, decide against your better judgment and tend to the wounds of the near-dead 11th harbinger following his duel at the golden house.  spoilers for the 1.1 archon quest.

gender-neutral reader.  enemies to lovers  soft spot syndrome.  sfw, but contains mentions of blood/injury.  also childe briefly in foul legacy armor.  canon-divergence.  2669 words (nice).  

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