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flowersandbigteeth · 4 months

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Orc boyfriend with what he thinks is a tiny, smol mate who's so smol, so delicate, so sweet... They're actually pretty firmly built for a human, while a bit short, along with being stubborn and sassy and ready to bite heads off for their adorable XL size boyfriend.

I've got so many orc stories going right now, but you know I'm not mad about it ^_^ I love Orcs <3 There are so many different ways to write them. I have another couple of Orc asks I'm working on, as well 🥵

Orc (Cedar) x thick f reader

Word Count: 5K

Tw: sfw orc fluff, some brief descriptions of battle, brief mention of sa, size difference

More monster fluff here

“Put the stick down, sugar. We’re not going to hurt you.”

You scoffed at the soldiers circling you, their eyes dark with lust.

“We just want to have some fun,” another said, his eyes drifting over your shapely hips. “Don’t you owe us a debt of gratitude for rescuing you?”

You squeezed the iron fire poker that you had gripped in your hand.

“Rescuing me? You didn’t get your rocks off burning down the damn village?”

“It was a strategic maneuver,” the leader of the armored men said with an oily smile. “We are here to liberate you.”

“By assaulting me?” you snapped.

There was not a doubt in your mind that the second you lowered your weapon, they were going to drag you into some dark corner and act out all of the sick thoughts they had echoed on their faces.

Your King’s soldiers weren’t good guys. When they heard there was an Orc camp nearby, they couldn’t be bothered to attack it directly. Instead, they burned down your village. They said it was to prevent them from resupplying.

It was true you did business with the Orcs, who were technically your enemy, but they never acted like enemies. While big and quite scary-looking, they paid in gold and were always polite to the women running the shops. You never felt the least bit unsafe alone with one, and occasionally, they’d help you out with things that needed done– fixing roofs and cartwheels. The men of the town had all been conscripted for the war, so it mostly the ladies keeping the village afloat. The soldiers had made a whole lot of children and the elderly homeless.

“Come on, sweetie, this game is getting tiresome.”

One of the soldiers dared to approach you, and you didn’t hesitate a second, swinging your poker and smacking him so hard in the head that his helmet crunched. He collapsed on the broken boards that had once been the floor of your little noodle shop.

“Now that’s a crime!” the leader barked.

He waved to his accomplices.

“Get in there and restrain her!” Their eyes fell on the collapsed soldier, and they looked between one another, trying to sort out who was next to get a whomping.

You flexed your wrist, preparing to swing at whoever came at you next, when you heard the heavy steps of an Orc approaching. The soldiers were too inexperienced to know what that sound meant. You’d heard them approach every day at dinner time for several months. It wasn’t until he was shouldering his way through what was left of your door that they took notice.

“The enemy approaches! Your swords!”

The Orc you knew as Ash, wrinkled his brow and let out a lilting call to gather his brethren. The ground rumbled as more heavy feet ran towards you.

Wood splintered, and what remained of the ceiling creaked as they tore the walls away, making more room for a fight.

Faced with five nine-foot Orc barbarians armed with axes almost as big as their bodies, the soldiers tried to run for it. You screamed as they threatened to trample you, trying to force their way through the back wall, but they never reached you.

The Orcs didn’t need to draw their weapons, grabbing every soldier and smacking them against the ground until they stopped moving—a gruesome way to die, but practical.

When the danger was crumpled into a wet gnarl of bones and metal, their eyes turned to you. Ash said something to his friends in their own language before he stomped across the room and plucked you up like a kitten, cradling you in his arm.

“Hey, What do you think you’re doing?!”

“Quiet, little one. You’ll give us away.”

You puckered your lips at him, annoyed, as if the stomping of five tons of muscle was quiet. When you tried to wave your poker at him, he plucked it out of your hand but didn’t drop it, tucking it instead in his belt. He said something else to his friends before turning to split away from them.

You had no reason to panic. The Orcs had never harmed you, but being taken away from the group put frightening thoughts in your head, and you instinctively started screaming.

The Orc sighed, sounding tired, when four more soldiers came skidding around a corner, swords in hand. You looked up at him apologetically, smacking your hand over your mouth to stay the scream that didn’t want to stop.

He set you on the roof of what was left of a building and pat you on the head, a gesture that you read as “stay” before pulling out his axe. You weren’t going anywhere, even if you wanted to. The drop was fifteen feet down, and the stairs were just charcoal at the base of the building.

“Attack!” the leader of the soldiers shouted, but their moves in their heavy metal armor were slow. Ash swung his arm in a sweeping stroke that sliced four of them in half where they stood. The other one, eyes wide with horror, turned tail and ran.

Replacing his axe, he picked you up again and headed into the woods. This time, you had enough sense to keep quiet.

You’d never been to the Orc camp before, but you heard it before you saw it. The brassy sound of a grinder and hammers on metal rang through the trees, blended with the shouts of the Orcs in their language. There were lots of huge tents and fires spotted here and there. The camp was buzzing with activity. Orcs ran around shouting at one another, some gathering weapons, some sending groups in the direction you came. You recognized many of them as some of your customers. They often came in groups and hauled away vats of the noodle stew you sold.

A few Orcs waved at Ash but didn’t pay you much mind as he carried you to the nicest-looking tent. It had a banner outside of it with a gold bear embroidered into the fabric. Ash set you on the ground at the door and handed you your poker before patting you on the back, indicating you should go in.

“What’s in there?” you asked.

He said something in Orcish that you didn’t understand and walked away. There were too many other giants around to attempt an escape, so you pulled aside the fur covering the door and peeked inside.

“Hello?”

Your question was returned with a deep voice, smooth as a glassy pond.

“Enter, little one.”

Taking a few steps inside, you were faced with what you could only describe as the most handsome Orc you’d ever seen. His skin was a deep olive, and his hair fell over his shoulder in a long, dark sheet with small braids here and there. His tusks were large, but they seemed only to highlight how well his lips were formed. His features were harsh and defined but not unattractive, with a straight nose and deep-set gold eyes. The only thing you could point out as a flaw was a dark scar from his forehead to the right corner of his jaw.

You assumed the Orcs were blunt tools, sprinting into battle with no real plan, but this one was sitting at a high table examining maps with a book in his hand.

“I’m…I’m not sure why I’m here,” you said, brandishing your poker, though you didn’t feel like you were in any particular danger.

“I asked Ash to fetch you,” he said without looking up. “You’re the noodle shop woman.”

“My name is (Y/N), not “noodle shop woman,” and I don’t have a shop anymore. The soldiers burned it.”

He put his book down and turned his gold eyes to you.

“That’s why you’re here.”

“I don’t understand.”

His eyes drifted over you before they settled on the poker you were still holding up.

“You were feeding most of the camp. If there’s no shop to visit, you can make noodles here.”

You blinked up at him.

“Oh…Am I your prisoner?”

He chuckled.

“If you’d like to go back to your people, I won’t stop you, but judging how they burned down your village without hesitation, I think you’re safer with us.”

You had to admit that made some sense, but you still weren’t buying it.

“I can’t stay here with you!”

He tipped his head, the corner of his lip twitching up slightly.

“Why is that, little one?”

You narrowed your eyes at him.

“First of all, I’m NOT little, and second, an Orc camp is no place for a lady.”

A shudder that had nothing to do with fear shot down your spine as his eyes moved over your body. He crossed the room, scooping you up, and setting you on his table. Your feet dangled far from the ground.

“What- What are you doing?” you snapped, waving your weapon at him.

“My neck was hurting from looking down at you. You’re very short.”

The sparkle in his eyes told you he was teasing you, which drew heat to your cheeks.

“Maybe compared to you. You’re unnecessarily large. What are you doing with all of that muscle? Are you going to arm wrestle your books?” you pouted, eyes drifting to the massive bicep peeking out of the fur vest he wore.

He laughed out loud, gracing you with a wide smile.

“You’ll fit right in here.”

You raised your nose at him, trying to look unconvinced.

“Where will I even sleep? All of your tents are big and drafty.”

“Since you’ve declared your intention to court me, I wouldn’t mind if you slept here.”

“Declared my intention to— Where did you get that idea?”

He flicked a fingertip at your poker.

“In the old days, Orc females came to their males' tent and threatened them into submission with their favorite weapon.”

Your cheeks burned like hot irons, and you almost dropped it.

“Well…I’m not trying to court you. It’s for protection.”

He snorted at you but nodded his head.

“If you say so, little one, but it will be much warmer in my tent if it’s drafts you’re worried about.”

“I don’t even know your name. Ash called you something in your language. I didn’t understand…”

He examined one of the feet you had dangling over the edge of his table. Compared to his big hand, it was tiny.

“Cautalin, it means something close to general in your language, but you can call me Cedar. That’s what my mother named me.”

Your eyes traveled over his barrel chest and thick arms.

“Seems about right,” you said, finally setting your poker down.

He picked it up, looked it over, and tested the weight in his hand.

“Not a bad choice,” he said. “Light but effective.”

You glanced up at him through your eyelashes, feeling cheeky.

“Do you feel like submitting?”

You watched a flicker of heat ignite in his eyes, and he slowly set it down.

“Come on, let's get you to bed, killer.”

He picked you up again, walking you over to a large pallet covered in furs.

“This is your bed.”

He gave you another smile.

“We’re in the middle of a battle; I won't be sleeping tonight. It's all yours.”

Though you weren't quite sure about sleeping in his bed, weariness overtook you at the sight of the comfortable, cozy furs, and you crawled in, wrapping yourself up to your chin in blankets.

He put your poker next to you and blew out the candle, slipping out the front flap as you dozed.

—

You woke to yelling, but not the sound of battle. Crawling out of your furs, you picked up your poker and peeled out of the flap Cedar used as a door. Another Orc you didn't recognize was the one yelling, and Cedar had his arms crossed, looking bored.

Your eyes drifted to about twenty women, elderly, and children, cowering in the chilly morning air, their faces streaked with soot from the fire.

“They’re our enemies!” the strange Orc barked.

“Really, Asvoth? Are you really afraid of a handful of children and their mothers?”

“This is a war camp, not a nursery.”

“It's my camp, not yours. They stay.”

“I outrank you. I can take your command.”

Cedar snorted.

“Yet the King hasn't trusted you with a unit of your own. You're nothing more than an errand boy with a fancy title. Any of these children could take your job.”

Asvoth’s face turned a deep forest green from both embarrassment and indignation. He yanked the sword he wore on his back to his hand. Without thinking, you hopped in front of Cedar, waving your poker at the intruder. You had no idea why, a fact you only considered after you’d already put yourself in harm's way. Still, you'd made your move so the only thing to do was follow through.

“You heard Cedar! We’re not leaving! Get on if you know what's good for you!”

Asvoth sprung forward, dropping his sword toward your head. Your eyes squeezed shut, preparing for pain, but there was only the clang of metal. Opening one eye, you glanced up to see Cedar’s axe blocking the other Orc’s blow.

There was a moment when you thought Asvoth might overtake him, but Cedar’s muscles weren't all for show. He shoved the other Orc back, and he toppled over, landing on his butt in the dirt. His sword landed in front of the children with a CLANG.

“Woah!” the little ones cheered, circling around it like it was a strange animal.

A few of them tried to pick it up, but it was far too heavy, making their eyes pop even wider.

Cedar nodded at him, and a pair of Orcs from the camp dragged Asvoth up by the collar of his tunic, pushing him towards the forest.

“I'm reporting this!” He shouted over his shoulder as he stumbled towards the woods.

Cedar waved a hand at one of his Orcs, beckoning him closer.

“You and Orin follow him and make sure the King gets our side of the story, not his.”

When the situation seemed settled, Cedar looked down at you and patted your head.

“Thank you for your protection, little suitor,” he said with a smirk.

Your cheeks blew up in flames, but you puffed your chest and looked at the children watching Ash pick up the abandoned sword. They hopped around him like little bunnies, begging him to teach them to use it.

“I have no idea what you mean! I’m here to make noodles! Point me in the direction of my kitchen! These little mouths are probably hungry.”

He chuckled, but guided you with a large hand on your back to a large tent filled with whatever food supplies they had rescued from the village. You wrinkled your nose at the primitive workspace, but there were enough flour and eggs to work with. You were surprised to find someone had stuck in a lower table, perfect for your height. After washing your hands in a water basin, you got to cooking.

“What are you still doing here?” you asked Cedar, who had plopped down in a chair and was reading a book.

He smiled.

“Reading.”

You blinked at him, putting your floury fists on your hips. “Are you surveilling me? I’m not going to poison you all! I have to eat this too, you know.”

He tipped his head to the side, his gold eyes sparkling in the makeshift hearth.

“The sound of cooking is soothing. I liked to study in the kitchen while my mother cooked when I was a boy.”

You looked him up and down.

“I can’t imagine you as a child.”

You thought for a second, tapping your chin.

“You know, I don’t think I’ve ever seen an Orc child, actually.”

He looked back down at his book, shifting in his seat to get comfortable.

“You will,” he said as he flipped a page.

Your brow wrinkled at that nebulous statement, but you knew everyone was hungry after the long night, so you got back to work.

By midmorning, you had a stewpot big enough to feed an army filled with noodles, vegetables, and what little bit of venison the Orcs had been able to hunt between the battle.

“All done,” you said, clapping your hands and creating a puff of flour in the air.

Cedar got up and shouted something to his men, and two Orcs appeared to carry the big vat into the central circle so it could be served. You felt a sense of satisfaction when all the bowls were passed out and the children, tired humans, and bloodied Orcs were eating. The mothers spoke quietly between one another, while the children could hardly sit still, their big eyes following the Orcs every movement.

“Here.”

You looked up to find Cedar holding a bowl out to you. A grumbling stomach had you accepting it, and he patted the seat next to him for you to sit down. The two of you ate quietly for a moment before you asked him a question.

“What are you going to do with all of us?”

“Hmm?” he asked.

“Well, I mean when the battle is over. We have nowhere to go. Our town is destroyed.”

He looked at the children who, after scarfing down their bowls, were engaged in some game with Ash.

“I was hoping you would all return to our capitol city with us. That’s where we live when we’re not fighting.”

Your eyebrows jumped.

“To the Orc city? We’re humans. Don’t your people hate us?”

He shrugged.

“There are some weak minds who reveal their own fragility with their hate, but the rest of us like your kind. This whole war started because we wished to create allies amongst the humans.”

“What? The soldiers said you attacked!”

He chuckled.

“Your king has a very effective propaganda engine. That’s probably the only thing about him that is effective. We sent a delegation party to him to discuss our interest in mingling with you humans. You all are prolific; despite your size, you’re a sturdy bunch. We thought marriages would bolster our numbers and strengthen your stock. Your King attacked, and we were forced to defend ourselves. The force that attacked us was decimated, and he declared war.”

“You mean…you wish to mate with us?”

His eyes slid down to you, and he gave you a sharp nod.

“Is that so surprising?”

You thought about it for a moment.

“I don’t know…Maybe a little. You’re so strong. You’re not afraid we’ll diminish you?”

His thick hand cupped your chin and rubbed some flour away with his thumb. Your heart raced at his touch.

“Size is not what makes us strong. Our strength lies in our unbreakable bonds. Your King will be defeated, not because his forces are less than ours, but because he orders his men to betray his own people.”

He nodded towards the children, who were playing chicken fight on Ash and another Orc’s shoulders.

“They will remember it was men who burned down their village, stole their fathers from them, assaulted their mothers and Orcs who took them in, fed them, and helped them smile again.

“I suppose you’re right,” you agreed.

His smile widened.

“I will remember you took up arms to protect me against an enemy twice your size. You belong among the us.”

Suddenly the wool dress you wore was much too hot.

“I should go wash these before the next meal,” you squeaked, grabbing his empty bowl and scurrying away.

Once safe in the kitchen tent, you pressed your hand against your chest, trying to still your heart. Why did Cedar make you feel so fluttery? You’d never felt this way around anyone before. You usually kept to yourself and steered clear of romance. It had to be the battle, you decided. You were still hyped up from the night before. In a day or so, you were sure it would pass.

Dunking empty bowls in ice-cold river water helped cool your thoughts as you tried to focus on what to make for dinner. The Orcs stocks were pretty hefty, but they and the children ate a lot. You’d noticed many of the parents tipping some of their bowls into their little one’s, making sure they were fed properly in case the next meal didn’t come.

It saddened you it had to be this way. What horrible person decides to burn down their own citizens' village? Who was the King even protecting you from? Not the Orcs, that’s for sure.

A loud rabble outside dragged your attention away from the dishes, and you picked up your poker before peeking your head outside.

A few Orc scouts were speaking in rapid Orcish to Cedar. When they paused, his eyes immediately looked around for the children and frowned before he spoke to you all.

“The human King has sent reinforcements. They will close on our camp by nightfall.”

The mothers all gathered their children to their skirts, looking weary.

“Women and children to the kitchen tent! We will keep you safe, but you must stay hidden!”

You made way as a small stampede of humans rushed past you, many pushing their children to hide under the table.

“What’s happening?” You asked Cedar as people and Orcs rushed around.

He scrubbed his hand over his jaw, looking disturbed.

“Someone ran back to your King with a story that we’d kidnapped you, not taken you in from starving in a burnt-down village. We will win this fight, but then we will have to make the journey back to the capitol. They will keep attacking if they think you’re within their grasp. Do you think you can explain this to your people? We don’t intend to take anyone by force, but I wouldn’t trust the King’s soldiers.”

“Yes, of course. Whatever you need.”

You hurried back to the kitchen, where the humans were muttering to one another.

“Should we flee to the forest?” Isla, the former town candlemaker, asked. “Can we depend on the Orcs to protect us?”

Another woman scoffed.

“We can’t trust anyone. These Orcs are kind now, but they’ll sell us out at the drop of a hat.”

Linda, a quiet woman who worked as a weaver, whimpered.

“But we’ll starve in the forest alone. Word is the King’s men have raized every town for fifty miles!”

You inserted yourself into the conversation, holding up your hands.

“No one needs to escape to the woods. The Orcs are going to take us back to their capitol to keep us safe.”

Linda squeaked in horror.

“The Orc capitol?! Where they can enslave us?!”

“They have no plan to enslave you. Don’t you want your children to be safe? We will be safe behind their walls!”

“Or…when the King takes the city we’ll all be hung as traitors!”

“Shawna, don’t put that in her head. Linda, we’ll be fine. I trust Cedar.”

You paused on that thought, realizing not only was it true, it didn’t make any sense. You’d only just met him. Your conversation was interrupted by the shouting of men outside.

“We’ll talk about this later,” you hissed, “Here, take this.”

You armed the humans with whatever haphazard weapons you could find, mostly butcher knives and skillets.

Outside, you could hear the clang of weapons and the squelching sounds of metal piercing flesh.

“What's happening?” Linda asked, trying to get around you so she could peek out of the tent flap.

“Stay back!” You barked. “If they see us, we’re in trouble!”

You could tell she was losing it, hopping from one foot to another, her hands getting slippery on her knife.

“No, no, no,” she whimpered. “I don’t want to go with the Orcs. Even a human monster is better than them!”

Before you could grab her, she skipped through the doorway, running wildly into the fray. The other humans gathered around you, their opinions spilling out like loose marbles.

“What is she thinking?!”

“Linda, come back!”

“Let her go, she’s nuts.”

You clenched your jaw, squeezing your iron poker.

“She’s scared. I’ll go get her…you all stay put!”

Before anyone could stop you, you darted after her, trying to catch sight of her red skirt through the mess of armour-clad humans and massive Orcs. The King had sent a much larger force than the one that had burned down your village. The battle around you was brutal. You almost slipped on a puddle of blood, your eyes frantically searching for Linda.

You found her pointing her knife with shaking hands at a human soldier.

“What are you doing? I’m a human, too!”

“The King ordered you all dead!” he snarled, raising his sword at her. “No witnesses! Come on, do your duty to the kingdom, and die quietly!”

Panicking, you launched yourself at him, whacking him with your poker as you barreled into him. The two of you went down, metal clashing as you fell and dropped your weapons. Both of you scrabbled for purchase in the blood-soaked earth. You could hear Linda screeching beside you as you tried to overpower the soldier. His armor, now slick with mud, made it impossible to get a hold of him, and he triumphantly dragged himself to his sword, clumsily grabbing it by the blade and flinging it in your direction. You saw the metal flash in the firelight before pain exploded between your eyes, and your vision went black.

—

“Please tell me she’s not dead,” you heard Linda’s voice from far away.

Isla scoffed.

“You’d better hope she’s not, Linda. This is all your fault!”

“I'm sorry!” she simpered, “I made a mistake! I thought the soldiers were here to free us!”

“Free us from what? A good meal and a safe place to sleep?”

You dragged your eyelids open, vision blurry for a moment before it cleared.

“What…what happened?” you murmured.

“She’s awake!” Isla gasped.

You felt her cool hands against your cheek.

“Take it slow, here; have some water.”

She pushed a tin cup into your hands, and you wet your palette with a few sips. Looking around, you were surrounded by the humans, all looking very concerned.

“Is everyone okay?” you asked.

Isla smirked, and the other women tittered a bit.

“Thanks to you, I suppose. That chieftain or warlord or whatever saw you get knocked in the head and went berzerk. He killed most of the soldiers all by himself.”

Another woman poked her head out of the tent.

“She’s okay! You guys can untie him!”

“Untie who? Is the battle over?”

Isla nodded.

“Yeah, all the soldiers are dead. We’ve all been waiting for you to wake up so we can move the camp before the King sends anymore. Can you believe he ordered them to kill us? I guess so he could claim the Orcs did it and get more support for the war.”

She smirked at you.

“And as for who's tied up, your Orc friend thought you were dead. The others had to tie him up so he wouldn’t go on a rampage. He was ready to storm the King’s stronghold! You ought to see the ropes they had to use…thick as your waist!”

You heard the roll of stomping feet, and Cedar burst through the tent flap. His hair was wild, and his tunic was red with blood. He fell to his knees in front of you, holding his hands as if he couldn’t decide if you were safe to touch.

“Are you okay?” he asked, carefully prodding the bandage you had wrapped around your head. “That monster didn’t do any permanent damage, did he?”

“She’ll have a scar,” Isla said, “but I think she’s fine.”

Cedar’s face lightened, pulling you towards him, his big arms wrapping around you.

“Thank the goddess,” he sighed with a heavy breath. “I thought they’d taken you from me.”

He cupped your cheeks between his palms when he finally let you go.

“You are so stupidly brave, little one,” he gasped, eyes wet. “You have more honor than your people deserve.”

Behind him, Isla waved the women out of the tent, leaving the two of you alone. Not used to so much intimate attention, your cheeks warmed, and you weren’t sure where to look.

“I just didn’t want Linda to get hurt,” you muttered.

He gave you an odd smile, scooping you out of the cot you’d woken up in.

“Once I get you to our home in the capitol, I’m going to have to keep you locked up for your own safety,” he said, patting your head.

You looked up at him from where you were tucked, leaning on his bicep.

“Our home?”

He grinned at you, counting on his fingers.

“First step to Orc courting: Threaten your desired with your weapon. Done. Step two: Allure them with your cooking skills, cooking or hunting something delicious. Done. And the final step: Display your honor through a grand act of bravery. Done! You’ve effectively and thoroughly seduced me, little one! All that’s left is to take you home!”

He tipped your chin up with one thick finger and dipped his head to press his lips against yours. Your whole body felt like it was made of butterflies, every nerve flickering with excitement. Despite being covered in blood and mud, his kiss tasted like honey and sage. It felt like a warm cup of tea on a chilly morning. Your eyelashes fluttered shut and you sank into his warmth, despite yourself, happy to be alive and in his arms.

“Oh!” you gasped as he straightened his neck.

Your mouth fell open, unsure what to say. Before you could think of anything, Cedar carried you out of the tent, shouting orders at his men to pack up the camp so you could leave for the capitol.

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crystalflygeo · 11 months

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Ok but imagine dragon!Zhongli fills you up with eggs and by the time they hatch you end up with a bunch of tiny baby dragons squirming around like worms. What'd you do then??

WHAT'D I DO?? TAKE CARE OF MY CHILDREN OF COURSE???

"Worms", the audacity they are dragons and they are my precious babies omg

But fr tho imagine like a dozen of tiny baby noodles with a bit of fur and tiny stubby horns just curling up on your lap or around you as you sleep, draped around your shoulder, on top of your head (and Zhongli's) that is so cute pls too adorable. 💕

I'd imagine they'd be still too weak/young to fly let alone shapeshift so they're housebound, zhongli and you have to take turns watching them and going out to do stuff. Also since they're dragons/reptiles they wouldn't need milk?? rather probably just smol pieces of meat or like soft food aaaaaaaaaaaa too cute imagine feeding them with a spoon carefully.

Until they start teething that it, then they become lil menaces, biting everything on sight including each other when play fighting and/or their father (lmao) Zhongli would make small crystals they can bite into instead of destroying everything 💕

Speaking of their father imagine Zhongli feeling the urge to take dragon form just so he can curl around them and soothe them in a way they'd be more instinctually comfortable with (PAPA DRAGON ZL INSTINCTS RUNNING WILD IMAGINE HIM LICK-BATHING THEM SVCGAHBAK 🥺💕💕💕) tho they 1000% recognize you as mama and like to burrow in your hair or under your shirt (babies noooo) and just be close to/on top of you at all times

JUST A BUNCH OF TINY NOODLE BABY DRAGONS I WOULD WEEP I WOULD CRY like I did these???? I made them with my husband?? my babies??

smth like this is you will AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

#crys answers #PLS IMAGINE JUST TRYING TO CARRY A BUNCH OF BABY NOODLES AND THEY GET TANGLED TOGETHER AND AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA #I would adore being a dragon mama #zl can fill me up with eggs yep yep indeed #imagine their tiny scales and manes would have different shades of brown and whatever your hair color is #and at first you tell them apart by that #IMAGINE ONCE THEY LEARN TO FLY THO OH GOD #zhongli and you herding a bunch of floating ribbons #pls this is too cute I love it

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sim0nril3y · 5 months

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Helloooo, I love your work!

The breeding kink drabble made me do a think 🤔

What if you find baby pictures of simon (just be delusional w me here pls🫠)

And he's so cute and chonky frowning at the camera 😭

So you're poking his cheeks and pouting because they're not squishy anymore and asking him to turn smol again 😔

And he snorts and makes a deal to give you a chonky baby to coo over 🤭😏sjjehehe bye💞

Note: THIS REQUEST IS FREAKING ADORABLE! Love it, love it, love it. Hope that it held up to what you were thinking! Pairing: Simon 'Ghost' Riley x Civilian!Reader Warnings: No mask Simon (It's my personal headcanon in his regular life he probably wouldn't wear it), established relationship, pregnancy talk, talk of starting a family, canon-typical swearing.

There was a lot of things that were surprising about living with Simon but the discovery of a small shoebox full of pictures of him throughout his childhood was certainly shocking. It felt like you sat there for hours sifting through each of the pictures, fulling appreciating just how cute he looked like as a chubby little baby, becoming a toddling toddler and then finally a wild child.

It was the pictures of Simon as a baby that you couldn’t stop obsessing over. He was absolutely adorable, chubby little legs, chubby little arms, chubby cheeks. Oh, the sight of it alone was sending you spiralling into an overwhelming feeling of baby fever. Obviously, he had grown into a handsome, sturdy, hardworking man, but you couldn’t help but wonder if he was to give you a child if they would be just as chunky as he was.

“What you looking at?” A voice came from behind you, glancing over your shoulder then and attempting to hide the pictures back into the shoebox. “What the…” He snatched them all from your hands quickly. “What the bloody hell do you think you’re doing? You snooping through my things?”

Indignantly you answered. “No.” Almost hurt by the accusation. “I… stumbled across them and I’m naturally a curious person.” Then shrugging with your nose held high. “I don’t snoop as you put it…”

A hard huff came from Simon, beginning to put the photos away back into the box. “But Simon…” You pick up another photo of him as a baby, sat surrounded by toy trains but still scowling into the camera. “Look at how adorable you are in these photos~” You cooed, looking at it closely and then back at him. “That is the exact same face you make now when I take a picture of you!”

Simon grumbled a few cuss words under his breath. “Well, maybe not the exact same…�� Then reaching up to cup and pinch his cheek. “Looks like you lost some of that baby fat~” He gifted you a false smile, snatching the phone from your fingers and placing it into the box, but this only lead you to grab another and cooing dramatically all over again. “Simon, I just… I cannot get over how fucking adorable you were when you were a baby.”

His fingers braced onto the same photo you were holding and leaning in behind you Simon pressed a small kiss to your temple, muttering in your ear. “How about…” You felt him smirk. “How about if we put these photos away and never talk about them again, I’ll give you a chubby little baby to coo over?” He nibbed at your earlobe.

A warm shiver ran down your spine, quirking a brow and saying. “You mean…” “I mean…” He slipped the photo from your fingers. “I’ll bend you over this fucking table and pump you full until you’re knocked up… that’s what I mean.” Seconds later the photos were stored away safely and you were bent over the table exactly as Simon had promised.

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fairyhaos · 1 year

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how seventeen act with their s/o who's shorter than them

requested by anon : Svt and a reader shorter than them? ^_^

notes: just a reminder that i can also take requests for single member timestamps/drabbles etc!

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wonwoo, dokyeom, hansol

vv sweet. bends down to allow you to hug him better. lets you lean your head against his shoulder, or his arm, if you can't reach. even if he's sweet, he's still an annoying little shit, so sometimes he'll put things high up just so that you can shuffle towards him and mutter that you need his help. loves when you wear his sweaters, bc if they give him sweater paws then you're absolutely engulfed by them

jihoon, minghao

tbh i don't think your height rlly matters to him all that much, in the best way possible. if you complain about how no one is taking you seriously bc you're on the shorter side, he encourages you to start working out like him so that the rest of the members can't even think of making fun of your height without fearing for their life. also loves when you wear his clothes because damn why do they look better on you than when they're on him

seungcheol, jeonghan, mingyu, chan

once put all the cooking spices on the top shelves of the cupboards to see what you'd do when you needed them while making dinner. was horrified when you started clambering up the countertop, balancing on tiptoe rather precariously to see into the back of the shelf. now constantly underestimates how tall you are, putting stuff ridiculously low bc he doesn't want you to get yourself hurt, which is nice, but a little weird

joshua, junhui, hoshi, seungkwan

finds you the most adorable. dotes on you like you're something so precious. will randomly coo at you and pinch your nose affectionately bc you're just so smol. either gets kicked in the shins for that or is rewarded with a flustered smile, depending on your mood. very seriously asks you if you can't see if you're in a crowd with lots of taller people, will offer to lift you up before quickly taking it back bc he can't carry you for that long

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matrixbearer2024 · 2 months

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Tiny Vox part 2?

Idk if you'll use this but I just want to give it to you.

I kind of headcannon tiny vox the be dumber, because the unprepared small body can't load all his data very well. So I imagine Vox, being stupidly in love, trying the help them when they are doing the dishes or working on their hobby bit he is just making more of a mess and smiling dumbly in love. Like when reader likes to draw heb grabs a random coloured pencil and bring it to them. You know just adorable but unhelpful.

Pocket-sized Partner: VoxPet™️ Care Guide

Tiny!Vox x Reader

A/N: So uhhh- here's a teeny little Headcanon thing while I write the continuation for the VoxPet series because I love smol TV guy. That and I'm starting to slightly feel the burnout, well- I can't tell if that's the right term since I'm starting to look at my ideas and realize that they're starting to lack the coherence and polish they used to. ANYWAY! Here's a Headcanon list for the small guy before I post the continuation for it- so I hope you guys enjoy! Happy reading!

So given Vox's mostly bionic/mechanical biology, it makes sense that he doesn't necessarily regenerate the same as other more organic(flesh-based) sinners.

Instead, he has spare bodies to upload his consciousness and switch into if the one he's using gets damaged and needs repairs or is just not worth saving.

Hence he has a couple spares lying around.

It's just in this instance, the only spare he had left was in a less than desirable condition-

And the others were still broken or just beyond repair.

Having a his brain be it's own practical digital entity also plays into this, I'd think in his paranoia he'd have copies of his own data stored in cloud servers all over the pride ring too.

So it won't be easy should someone try to get rid of him.

Anyway, back to the body switching.

So this new body Vox took is a very underpowered and overutilized little thing.

Imagine running a Skyrim with over a thousand mods on the highest graphics using a 7 year old dell laptop.

Yeah. That's what Vox is currently doing.

The small body is already running at full capacity with his overload of data and it's not even all of it.

Just the basic necessities like his personality and habits.

Like, what make Vox- vox.

Everything else like his schedules, alarms, work, etc.

They're just uploaded to a cloud server with the rest of his complete data.

Oh I forgot to mention, in his haste to make this tiny cute form-

He totally forgot to give it the ability to form even basic speech patterns.

Hence the squeaking and beeping.

He actually can't talk, not that the small body would even have any more processing room if he did do that.

Vox merely figured that you'd probably find some enjoyment anyway in his predicament until the new spare parts arrived and he didn't want to keep moving around dripping coolant and blood accompanied by some sparking wires.

Let's not even mention the cracked screen.

His face being messed up was probably the least of his issues there too.

So you kind of had to take care of him as that small little guy in that hastily put together body.

Also, because it's so underpowered and practically at it's peak use-

Vox can't actually really use his powers much.

Which he didn't realize only until after he flipped out when Velvette and Valentino found him when the staff were panicking from him suddenly going AWOL.

In this tiny body, he only has his generally human memorization skills to recall important things.

Not his flawless computer memory, which was lumped in with the data this body couldn't hold.

He did thank his lucky stars that you weren't so upset about the state he was in though.

You'd often flip the hell out when he got hurt or just had blatant disregard for his own wellbeing.

I mean, when you can switch bodies like the socks on your feet would you be careful too?

I wouldn't, I'd try every single way to die just out of sheer curiosity and boredom-

Anyway, after you got over the initial shock of seeing your boyfriend all plushie sized and everything-

You better bet he got fucking spoiled.

Literally like a chihuahua in a purse moment.

Y'all know those build a bear clothes and accessories?

Yeah no you'd dress Vox up and down in those tiny things and he just couldn't stop you.

He could figure out how to delete all the photos you'd taken when he got back to normal.

But if being treated like a doll was all it took for you to just drown him in kisses and hugs-

You better bet this man would go ahead and pull something like this again.

Plus the compulsion to just aggressively cuddle the life out of him-

Well he's already dead but the point stands.

He can't help but soak up your affection like a thirsty sponge though.

You do eventually realize that he actually has to be plugged in to recharge though.

Plugged in by a port on the back of his teeny head.

What, where did you think he'd put it?

You're glad that Vox tends to leave all sorts of cords of different lengths around your apartment.

Something to do with his work?

You had half a brain to tie him up with those said cords sometimes-

It was irritating at first but after you organized them to keep, at least you didn't dispose of them since you needed them now-

For once the hardware spaghetti was actually useful.

And thank goodness for the long wire, because he'd become extremely clingy after all the attention and affection you'd given him.

Tiny dude was sitting on your lap being pet and coddled while charging.

All while you were reading a book.

Yep. He was a spoiled little shit.

You also realized that he didn't need to eat because of the charging thing-

But he could if he wanted to.

As proven when Vox just took a small part of your meal and slowly ate it.

It wasn't even a full bite for you but it looked comically big in his tiny hands.

He installed a proper digestive system but not a text to speech thing.

Sometimes you wondered if your boyfriend's priorities were a little more wayside that you originally took them for.

He was so cute trying to help you with the dishes though.

Couldn't really do much because of how small he was-

Not to mention the fact you didn't even want to risk any more damage to him since electronics and water are generally not a good mix-

But he tried, and you'd count him being adorable as helpful emotional support anyway.

Even if he really didn't do anything aside from play with the bubbles and smile cutely at you.

If he didn't have an empire and corporation to run you might actually just keep him like this-

Even when you were looking over at some documents his secretary sent over to sign-

You guessed it was because Vel mentioned that Vox was in your care for the time being.

He was wobbling around holding a pen that was probably half his size.

Again cute as hell, but an unhelpful distraction-

Now when you went to sleep?

You plugged Vox in again and just cuddled him against your chest.

The same thing happens when he "sleeps" whether big or in this form anyway.

Screen dims and then his company logo screensaver pops up.

Anyway, I say sleep in quotations because Vox doesn't actually sleep in the conventional sense.

It's just one of the many ways he can physically recharge.

So if he does sleep it's often by choice or because he just passes out.

If he wanted to keep going physically, Vox could just directly connect himself into a power outlet and not ever run out of juice.

Mentally though- it's why he actually needs our version of sleep.

Or periods of system shutdown where he can actually mentally recuperate.

Otherwise he'd be a cracked out delirious mf hyped up on caffeine.

Which he is sometimes regardless.

Either way, you'd pet and cuddle him until he fell asleep before you would also succumb to slumber.

When you woke up though, he somehow ended up cuddling your face.

You had no idea when that even happened.

He greeted you with a happy beep and a heart on his tiny face when you woke up though.

It was probably selfish as hell but now you really wanted to keep him like this just a little longer-

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genshinimpactlife · 1 year

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If you are still accepting requests can I ask for NSFW headcanons with gorou and tighnari with a wolf!Hybrid reader? Like a tall and stong reader, it sounds so cute. The idea of this two smol babies next to a giant hybrid that could just crush them so easily 🥺🥺 the moment they saw reader they thought "yep, they're mine now"

Wolf Hybrid Reader (SFW & NSFW)

It was love at first sight for Gorou, especially seeing how you were a hybrid like him.

When Kokomi Introduced him to you as the newest recruit, having come from overseas, he was a wreck.

He couldn't look you in the eyes. Instead, he was blushing and fumbling over his words as he showed you around.

You towered over Gorou, and looking down at this mess of a man made you feel good. You would purposefully bend down when he spoke up, getting close to his face as he spoke, teasing the hell out of him.

Surprisingly enough, Gorou asked you out first after working with him for a few weeks. Of course, you immediately said yes, having been crushing on him for quite a while now.

The two of you hit it off, and you were in a committed relationship before you knew it.

He loves to cuddle with you and always gently plays with or rubs your ears.

You adored making Gorou feel small. Your favorite thing to do was pin him against the wall with your body.

He just looked so cute as he looked up at you all wide-eyed.

You liked to tease him by picking him up and tossing him over your shoulder, smacking his ass as you carried him to the bedroom.

Gorou is almost always a bottom, and you practically engulfed him when you were on top.

Always calling him sweet pet names while your fucking

"Sweet boy"

"You look so cute like this"

He becomes so brain-dead quickly, a sweet moaning mess for you.

He loves when you tease his tail, especially when you take him from behind.

The few times that Gorou topped, you were still in control. He wasn't able to manhandle you as you could with him.

Tighnari's first thought when he met you was, "Oh… I need you to be mine"

His second?

"I need them to join the rangers."

You towered over him and were clearly strong; he knew you would make an excellent forest ranger.

He thought it would take some convincing, but you seemed open to joining the rangers. You ended up working alongside Tighnari, and the feelings between you two blossomed.

You asked Tighnari out on a date within a week, and the two of you were together not long after.

Tighnari was a lot better about keeping his emotions in check than Gorou was

But when you leaned over him to pick up a bottle of medicine off a high shelf for him, his cheeks were so red.

Before the two of you knew it, you were making out against the shelf. The only reason you two broke apart was that anyone could walk in, and you needed to go somewhere secluded.

Tighnari is a switch, and when he's in the more dom mindset, he doesn't have any issue with you being much taller and bigger than him.

Oh, but he gets so intimidated and embarrassed when he's a sub.

100% has a size kink, and he would love it if you crushed him.

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rayshippouuchiha · 5 months

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I saw "9/10th with Fem!Naruto" and immediately thought "okay but platonic"

Because this is a village full of ANBU and jounin and That Bitch Danzo. So, being a stalker yandere would be kinda hard. BUT Tiny!Naru has ANBU guards and ROOT was still legally operating when he was smol so there probably was ROOT in his guard.

What I'm saying is that Tiny!Sai thinks Fem!Naruto must be the will of Amatersau Hi no Kami walking or her daughter or something because there is no other way she's that warm and bright in both personality and complexion otherwise. But the important thing is that he thinks she's one of the divine.

I'm also saying that the reason of Danzo "dying of old age" being Tiny!Sai heard Uchiha Shisui say "she's adorable" once would be hilarious. Instant trust. Like I can just imagine the wheels turning in both of their adorable little heads.

Shisui "he can't advocate against the clan if he's dead" Uchiha

Sai "I heard him talk shit about the Little Goddess one time and it will be his last"

I mean there are plot holes because Sai didn't graduate until later for one but. Just imagine. After Danzo's death many younger ROOT children just get shown into the academy/genin corps and suddenly Naruto has a following because they're easily manipulated if something is presented as a fact and Sai can't shut the fuck up.

I'm sorry this ran away with me but this got me really excited I might even write it but also everyone else is welcome to write this because I find the whole thing hilarious

Oh god this would be great platonic like you said, it'd be great as Naruto/Sai, or even a Naruto/Harem kinda of thing because yes ye yes to it all

#RayRambles #Naruto #prompt

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rose-tea-and-strawberries · 1 year

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Hey, I sent in this ask and Tumblr ate it, so here it is:

You know how Yuu getting turned into a child because of a potion accident or a spell mishap is a pretty popular trend in twst headcanons and imagines. I'm thinking about the same scenario with Yuu while she's on her shift in the club. It either happened because of one of Von Drake's inventions accidentally zapping Yuu or someone was messing with Fairy Godmother's wand again.

I mean the chaos and panic that would ensue in the club when Yuu gets hit by a spell gone wrong, and she straight up disintegrates except for her clothes. Everyone's like "OH NO, WE KILLED OUR KID!" And Donald's reaction is like this. But then the clothes start shuffling, and they all find a cute baby Yuu.

If you thought they clubgoers were bad before when it came to competing for the custody over Yuu, it's worse now. Hell, even Mickey is twitching to grab his sorcerer hat and keyblade. Any disney character who's a parent are fighting over on who gets to hold Yuu next. Pepa Madrigal is summoning a biblical storm outside because Triton was taking too long holding Yuu, and it's supposed to be her turn. The parent characters all miss holding a baby.

"Your five minutes are up! Let me hold her!"

The couples are all high on baby fever when they get to hold Yuu. I can see Ariel really missing when Melody was a baby and turning to Eric to say that they should have another kid.

The villains to Yuu: Come to the dark side we have cookies.

I can see just cuddling with the Winnie-the-Pooh characters since they're technically anthropomorphic stuffed animals and soft enough to sleep on.

Even characters who I don't see as parent types take to Yuu so well. Gaston finally gets a turn, and he gets quiet. For the next five minutes, his hubris goes away, and he's so gentle with Yuu. Belle and Adam are in awe because that's what got him to shut up? I mean they get it. Yuu is adorable but still.

Lol. I think went too far with this ask.

"Oh no, we killed our kid!" *Side eyes the villains* it's not like any of you have ever attempted child murder before

That Donald link is everything and it is now canon that that is exactly his reaction when Yuu, his nephews and Max are in danger (I've never watched Ducktales so I don't know if there are any other kids Donald hangs out with)

I absolutely love de-aging fics. It's been one of my favourite tropes in practically every fandom I've been in. I actually did have this one story line I was brainstorming in my head during this very long car ride where some magic caused Yuu, Ace, Deuce, Leona, Azul and Epel to de-age to around 6-7-8 and the NRC students had to deal with that (it kind of played along the lines how the day before the magic accident Yuu said that if she met the NRC gang when she was younger, her younger self definitely would've wanted to be friends with them - there was even this scene where smol Yuu 'meets' baby octopus Azul and he gets all teary-eyed that this pretty 'stranger' thinks that he's nice - and there was another one with little Yuu and cub Leona where they take a nap together) but I digress.

So I'm not going to go for baby since there's not much a baby can do so I'm going to say she's reverted back to a 5/6 year old.

Lilo, Alice and Wendy insist that she spends most of her time with them. They see Yuu as a big sister and now that she's younger, they are much more protective of her. Christopher Robin is included in that group not because he's part of the Yuu Protection Squad but because he's close friends with Alice and Wendy so he's dragged along for the ride. Lilo doesn't want Yuu to hang around with the villains or the NRC boys - she's made badness charts of both Yuu and the villains to show her friend how dangerous they are. Lilo and Yuu definitely get Horace to play Elvis songs because Elvis is amazing.

It doesn't matter how old Yuu is, if she sees our favourite tubby little cubby all stuffed with fluff she is hugging that silly old bear for as long as she can (lucky, lucky her). The tv show called 'My Friends Tigger and Pooh' and one special episode of 'Doc McStuffins' show that the Hundred Acre Woods gang love hanging around children even if they aren't Christopher Robin - let's just hope, Tigger doesn't get too boisterous with his bouncing. Speaking of which, Roo is very happy to have another kid to hang out with (he excitedly asks his mother if they can bring Lumpy with them the next day) and Kanga finds herself doting on Yuu even more with the other animal mothers (etc: Perdita, Mrs Jumbo, Bambi's mother, Duchess etc)

Since Simba (canonically in the first movie) and Ariel (in the non-canon sequel) are the only prince and princess to have children, I think that they would argue that they are the best suited to looking after Yuu - only for Baloo to pipe in that he and Bagheera have plenty of experience in caring for mancubs (the fact that Mowgli was raised by wolves who are still very much alive seems to be completely forgotten by the bear)

Tiana has to literally restrain Naveen and Charlotte from either kidnapping Yuu on the spot to go gallivanting to every toy and dress shop they know or just going to said shops anyway and buying everything they see.

Aladdin and Robin Hood are really good with kids in their movie (and Aladdin's TV series) so they would be having a blast regaling Yuu with tales of their adventures.

Wait, wait Jack Skellington and Sally canonically have kids in the epilogue of their movie so they would have some experience to boast about (in the movie's soudtrack with Sir Patrick Stewart at least)

Unfortunately, none of the heroes trust the villains to go within five feet of child!Yuu for completely logical and justifiable reasons so Yuu the villainous sidekicks usually end up sneaking around nearby

(At some point, Yuu ends up giving Ed the hyena a hug, headpats and a forehead kiss and he never lets anyone forget that)

All the Disney parents are living their best life with Yuu around. I think King Stefan and Queen Leah are especially happy because they never got to see their daughter, Aurora, at that age and they kind of feel like they get a chance at seeing what could have been.

Someone should also probably keep an eye on Fauna incase she pulls a Lilia and straight up kidnaps Yuu

#house of mouse au #twst #twst yuu #fem yuu #twisted wonderland #asks

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hanniejji · 2 years

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big brother!kazuha modern hcs

[ big brother!kazuha x little sibling!reader ]

notes: smol maple hcs while im at break from work and also projecting because i have a shit excuse for a brother | m.list

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modern big brother kazuha deserves the best big brother award.

the moment you were born and he sets his eyes on you and your chubby cheeks for the first time, all he's ever talked about to his friends is you :'>

he routinely has instagram stories of you, photogenic pictures and videos of precious moments he has with you.

everyone already has a crush on him, but now seeing him be so coddling towards his little sibling made him more attractive than he already is who isn't attracted to a family person?

he's such an attentive big brother. always checks up on your crib, takes you out for some sunlight daily before he has to go to school, knows how to make your baby formula and how to put new diapers on you, never complains whenever he's put on baby duty—he's ecstatic, actually—knows everything there is to know about taking care of a baby.

he makes an album dedicated to pictures he takes of you! he has every single one printed and has little notes on some pages that tell about what happened on some of these pictures. the guy that developed/printed the pictures thought you were his kid once

buys little gifts for you every time he goes out with friends!

like if they're at an arcade, he will go ham on the claw machine just to get you this adorable cat stuffed toy :'>

he sees a baby outfit that he thought would look good on you? he's already halfway across the shop before his friends could even notice that he's gone far from their group.

speaking of friends, they're going to know about you way before you were even born.

he introduced them to you the moment you're out of the hospital! he lets them carry you (except for itto) and absolutely looks like the proudest brother while they compliment your adorableness.

family quality time and quality time with you are two different things.

he wants to build a close relationship with his only sibling, so naturally he has moments where he just wants to be with you. just two kaedeharas vibing. you're either sitting on his lap/beside him whilst he does his homework, taking you out on walks, or just chilling in the living room and doing whatever your baby self wanted to do.

because of this, kazuha was the first to see your eyes' color, vibrant crimson and the same as his. he has witnessed your first steps and it was you wanting to get closer to him and your first word which he thought was a baby babble that actually sounded like something (you were trying to say "zuha" but instead said "uwa").

THE BEST AT QUELLING YOUR CRYING SESH.

like you can spend hours crying, and then kazuha would pick you up in his arms, cooing, and almost immediately you'd quiet down. every time it happens, it just warms his heart knowing that you find comfort in his arms at such a young age.

also never shouts at you when he's upset at something you did. he doesn't want to use force or fear when teaching you things. instead, he'd gently explain why what you did is wrong and how to make up for it. punishments are just him looking at you disapprovingly, depriving you of his daily coddling, and putting you on timeout. he always emphasizes the importance of learning from your mistakes and he takes it seriously.

but despite this, he also teaches you the ways of being a discreet menace >:D

mama and papa kazuha can't help but sigh whenever the two of you do harmless pranks and band against them.

kazuha loves bringing you along with him to school festivities! if there's a school fair, he's walking around with you sat on his shoulders or in his arms there's no way he's letting you walk on your own in a place filled with unpredictable students

despite being the best brother, he also has his menace moments.

he teases you from time to time, like pulling something out of your reach before he hands it to you (also squishes your cheeks when you pout), does pranks on you (he feels bad but he still laughs even if you cry at one of his pranks, dw though, mama kazuha will pinch his earlobe for you), says the most complicated and hard to pronounce words to confuse you, and does those baby trends on tiktok on you just because he finds your reactions endearing and funny.

you bet your ass he posts those on tiktok and everyone who has a crush on him falls in love even more.

PROTECTIVE BROTHER KAZUHA IS SCARY.

let's say a certain oni looking bimbo, almost drops you. know that kazuha will be right behind him, a frightening smile on his face while demanding that itto gives you back in his arms. he glares at those type of people who sneers at the sight of children, before ushering you away from them. he has bandaids and sanitizers ready for when you hurt yourself, if you even have the chance to get hurt because he's so hyper aware of you that he catches you just before your knees meets the cobblestone pavement.

speaking of getting hurt, he hates it when you're sick.

hates to see you shivering from the cold, sweating and uncomfortable from the heat, whining from the headaches, loud coughs and sneezes, and the concerningly warm temperature of your skin.

he also hates how he has to go to school. he's restless and can't focus on his studies. sure, mama kazuha is a goddess when it comes to your and his health, but he just can't help but be worried.

the moment the bell rings, the end of another day in school, he quickly packs up his bag and ignores the calls from his friends. but before he goes home, he'll take a detour to the convenience store and buy you some snacks that you love and some medicine! then he goes home as quickly as he can and walks straight to your room to check on you.

he's already doting as it is, the two of you are inseparable when you're sick.

sings lullabies to help you sleep and does his homework beside your bed as you rest, recites his poetry to you, checks your temperature and asks how you're feeling every few hours, and just reassures you that everything will be fine. he makes it a little fun for you by watches videos on his phone while he cradles you or reads you a story book that you love.

when you're old enough to go to school, he makes it a part of his routine to walk you to and from school.

gives you a pep talk before you go inside your classroom, smiling proudly and nostalgic, before he turns on his heels to his own class.

he's just so fucking proud to be your brother and he would do everything to be a good brother to you :'>

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zhongrin · 2 years

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cat cafe shenanigans 🐾

diligently listens to the briefings and takes mental notes of all the rules

albedo, diluc, xiao, zhongli

doesn't listen at all to the briefings - he just wants to pet the cat asap and you have to physically restrain him

itto

takes a step inside and breaks into a sneezing fit. rip

venti

the chosen ones cats are all over him

kazuha (no explanation needed), thoma (again, no explanation needed), xiao (he looks disgruntled at first when a cat plopped onto his lap, but he pets them anyway), diluc (is very confused, but it makes a very cute sight)

cats avoid him like a plague

zhongli (you're not sure why, maybe they're wary of his dragon origins?), itto (he keeps trying to pick them up and give them kisses), scaramouche (he says he doesn't care but is secretively very offended)

tries to pick up a cat, gets scratched, is reprimanded by the staffs

itto, childe

buries his face to the cat's fur, gets scratched, is reprimanded by the staffs

itto, aether (couldn't resist the fluffiness, he's very embarrassed about it)

makes kissy sounds to get the cats' attention

childe, itto, aether, kaeya (pouts when it doesn't work, glances at you and remarks "hmm strange, it worked for this kitten...")

meows to get the cats' attention

childe (loudly), heizou (loud #2), kazuha (in a very soft voice, but it's the most adorable noise ever)

knows everything about a cat but is a little awkward at actually dealing with them

zhongli (even though he's basically a cat in his smol dragon form)

secretly brings treats to feed the cats

pantalone (only the best treats tho), ayato (you don't think you want to know how many cat treats he stashes within his furisode, that shit is magical), kaeya (cheekily gives you a smug look when a cat settles on his lap because of it)

not-so-secretly produces a cat toy out of his pocket/bag and starts playing with the cats

albedo, childe, thoma, aether

crawls along the floor in hope to catch their attention

itto (why did you take this man to a cat cafe what were you thinking)

observes the felines and develops a whole theory about which cats are best friends, which cats have beef with each other, and the background stories of each cat (staff is stunned because he's spot on)

heizou ("well, i'm not a detective for nothing~ do i get a kiss as a reward, my lovely assistant?")

buys the establishment (or, well, some of them attempts to)

childe, pantalone, ayato, zhongli (all because you made an offhanded comment, "if only i can run my own cat cafe" - please bonk him, this man has no money)

ps. if you want to be removed/added from the taglist, just send an ask!

#genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader #albedo #diluc #xiao #zhongli #itto #venti #kazuha #thoma #childe #aether #kaeya #heizou #pantalone #ayato #rin writes

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friends-to-lovers-tournament · 10 months

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Friends to Lovers Tournament: Round 1, Side A, Match 9

propaganda under the cut!

Iruclarazz:

LISTEN THEY ARE THE OT3 TO BEAT ALL OTHER OT3's LIKE THEY HOLD SO MUCH POWER!!!

1. THEY ARE SO FUCKING FLUFFY AND COLOURFUL AND PURE AND ADORABLE AND—*chokes on emotions* anyways they're literally the most wholesome and supportive of all ships like i can't even begin to summarize how much they care for each other

2. THEY CANONLY CALL EACH OTHER SOULMATES and even if clara and azz don't understand what a soulmate is (they're demons) they're just happy to be close to iruma.

3. whenever one of them is upset or bothered, the other two form a team and they go ALL OUT to lift the third person's mood!!! they try to solve the problem but if that's not possible, they just stay with that person and try to make them feel better so that they can face their problem with a better mood and more strength

4. they're ALWAYS together. and none of them are bothered by it!! and instead of being toxic about the need to stay close, they establish boundaries! like they have their own secrets they can't tell the others and that's totally fine! no pressure at all in their squad

5. listen these three help each other become better people!! like they bring out the best in each other and it's the most wholesome, encouraging, healthy, lovey dovey ship ever!!! like clara becomes more responsible despite her need for chaos bc she wants to make sure azz and iruma can depend on her! azz stops putting up walls and allows people to approach him because he wants to get involved in the other two's lives! and iruma learns how to set boundaries with these two where he could never say no to anyone!! like if that isn't the most awesome and perfect relationship idk what is!!!

6. one tol and two smols that's all.

THERE IS JUST SO MUCH MORE IN CANON THAT SHOWS HOW AWESOME THESE TRIO ARE AS AN OT3 BUT YEAH IT'S THE MOST BEAUTIFUL POLY SHIP I'VE EVER SEEN IN MANGA!!!

Sunnflower:

ok listen their relationship is extremely important to the plot of the game so they get a lot of focus and a lot of the stuff they say abt each other is like????? bro thats kinda fruity ngl??????? theres like. a lot of stuff i could say about them. like a lot. too much actually

so instead ill just, idk summarize their relationship and then give some fun facts abt them

Sunny and Basil are best friends! They're shown to be very close to each other, closer than they are to the rest of their friends. They rely on each other to listen when they need to vent, and like to read books together! Before the events of the game, Sunny and Basil become involved in an incident that basically tears their friend group apart. Basil keeps the secret of their involvement from everyone because he cares too much about Sunny to let him get in trouble. They then don't talk for four years, and spend the entire time pining for each other!

Basil hopes for four years that Sunny will finally come back to him, meanwhile Sunny has retreated into a perfect dreamworld he uses to cope. All of his friends are there, and everyone is happy, and the dreamworld is full of things Basil loves. The most common food item is tofu(Basil's favorite food), there's an entire race of plant creatures that adore tofu(Basil likes to garden + his favorite food), his garden in the dreamworld is huge and has lots of flowers that represent each of his friends! Also, an important NPC says this abt Sunny and Basil's relationship: "He is special to you. A string of fate ties you together." A string of fate you say? Hmmm, I wonder why they phrased it like that...

Also, when Sunny and Basil finally do start talking again, Basil says stuff like this: "W...Wait... P-Please, SUNNY... Don't leave me... Not again..." "After all this time... you've finally come back for me. But... tomorrow... you're going away. H-HOW COULD YOU DO THAT!?!? That's mean, SUNNY. That's so mean!" Yeah... he's not doing too well...

But don't worry! After a year or two of therapy I'm sure these two can have a happy, healthy relationship!

Obviously I have a lot more to say abt them but it's all literary analysis and context clues and stuff, I just wanted to point out the more obvious stuff!

#friends to lovers tournament #welcome to demon school iruma kun #omori #iruclarazz #sunnflower #iruma suzuki #asmodeus alice #clara valac #omori sunny #omori basil #polls #tournament polls

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snowmist-hashira · 10 months

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Hiiiiiiii omg you really feeding us with the Yuichiro content! It's so good I swear my day brightens when I reread your fics every time! They're such a pick me up!! May I request a scenario where reader kabedons him? Ahhhhh he'd totally have the reaction where his knees give out beneath him and he slides down the wall! Especially if reader is taller than him and she holds his chin and tilts his head upward. Cause honestly he's probably the same height as Muichiro and 160 cm is pretty smol ngl but ITS SO ADORABLE I SWEAR ESPECIALLY IN THIS SETTING!

And then imagine he's sitting there on the floor, red faced and practically smoking and then reader realises she probably shouldn't leave him there all unresponsive and stuff so she goes to look for Muichiro, but Muichiro finds Yuichiro there first, and he's just so confused and is like "Yui? What... happened? Why are you sitting on the floor here?" And either Yuichiro is completely broken and can't even say anything, or he tries and can only get out unintelligible flustered noises.

Thank you so much for taking time to read this! And do take care and take your time! ♡♡

[Chapter title: Assertive Proclamations]

[Requested] Yuichiro Tokitou x Reader

Wattpad:(One shots) Tokito Twins x Reader Archive:Kimetsu No Yaiba: Tokitou Twins x Reader Details: ♠ Information ♠ Master list: ♠ Yuichirou Tokitou ♠ Word count: 1,665

Artist: natsuneco_02[夏猫]

Links; Twitter

This could become one of my favorite fanfics that I've created. Describing the readers' actions was so enjoyable (and relatable), haha. Also, thank you to @kurumi-igarashi for giving me a few ideas that I used in this fic!

It brings me immense joy to know that my fictions can brighten your day! And the fact that you've re-read them, OMG. I hope this one will flutter your heart just as you anticipated~

I'll be taking a break from writing for a few days, so there won't be any new uploads during that time. However, you can always check my pinned post to see if there are any upcoming stories that I'll be publishing, thank you everyone~

(Scheduled)

The Tokito twins had always been popular in school, thanks to their striking appearances and impressive skills in shogi. Everything about them exuded perfection. Despite the older twin's stoic and cold demeanor, students, especially females, were still drawn to him.

Now, picture this: When Yuichiro Tokito, the older twin, started to show a softer and more gentle side, it caused quite a stir among the students at school. His stoic and cold demeanor had previously contributed to his allure, but now, with this newfound subtlety kindness, he became even more intriguing to others.

His change in behavior didn't go unnoticed, girls, in particular, found themselves drawn to him even more. They saw this as a chance to break through his tough exterior and discover the person he truly was underneath. Yuichiro's popularity soared, and he unwittingly became the subject of many crushes and admirers.

Y/n discreetly glared at the girls from behind her hands, her elbows resting on the desk, and her chin supported by her palms. She couldn't understand why they were suddenly showing so much interest in her boyfriend, Yuichiro now that he had let his guard down a bit.

Although she knew that his popularity was inevitable given his captivating charm, the newfound interest from other girls made her slightly uneasy.

Part of her wanted to remind them that he was already taken as she couldn't help but feel a tinge of jealousy as she saw the other girls gawking at Yuichiro.

“Y/n… You look like you’re about to murder someone.” Y/n's friend nervously chuckled at her intense glare and the potential effect it could have on the unsuspecting students. Her friend knew better than to mess with Y/n when she was in this mood.

"I almost regret asking Yui to be a bit gentle..." Y/n muttered, her glare unwavering as she observed the students who seemed oblivious to the hint. She was the reason for Yuichiro's sudden change in demeanor, while she wanted him to be acknowledged beyond his cold exterior, she hadn't anticipated the amount of attention it would attract, and it was starting to infuriate her.

"Maybe you should ease up a bit on the death glares," her friend suggested half-jokingly. "I know it's frustrating to see so much attention on Yuichiro, but remember, you're the reason for his change and well, now everyone's taking notice."

Y/n sighed, trying to relax her facial expression but still finding it challenging to shake off her irritation. "I know," she replied. "I just didn't expect it to be like this. I wanted him to be more open-hearted, but I didn't anticipate the whole school fawning over him."

Her friend nodded sympathetically. "But hey, Yuichiro is with you, and he loves you. I don't think he's paying much attention to all the extra attention he's getting. Besides, I'm sure he's still the same guy you fell for, just with a few more layers revealed."

"I know that..." Y/n said, her expression showing a hint of a pout. "It's just that these girls are acting as if Yui isn't taken. They're shamelessly flirting with him," she continued, squinting her eyes as she glared at the girls once again, her voice dangerously low.

Her friend could see why the situation was genuinely bothering her, and she understood it. Dealing with other girls openly flirting with Yuichiro was a valid concern, and it was testing Y/n's patience.

"I get it, Y/n," her friend said, empathizing with her frustration. "It's not easy seeing other girls act like he's available when he's clearly not. But you know what? It's a testament to how attractive and desirable Yuichiro is, and you're the one he chose. So, take it as a compliment to your taste in guys."

Y/n nodded, still pouting a bit but trying to keep her emotions in check. "I know, but it's hard to watch, especially when they know he's taken."

"True, some people just lack boundaries," her friend replied.

After a while, lunch break arrived, most of the students had already left the room, Y/n took the opportunity to gather her belongings and tidy up her desk. She carefully placed her notebooks back into her bag, one hand occupied with the task while the other held a drink box carton that she sipped on silently.

As she looked around the classroom, she noticed some of the girls still stealing glances at Yuichiro, who was sitting a few rows away, engrossed in a shogi puzzle.

"I'm glad to see you're managing your feelings quite well," her friend remarked, but Y/n didn't immediately reply, her gaze still fixed on her boyfriend.

Just then, a girl approached and touched Yuichiro's shoulder, causing Y/n to grip her empty carton drink tightly, her grip was so strong that it crumpled under the pressure. The sound of the crushed drink box emphasized her tension, and her initial composure seemed to falter in an instant.

Her friend couldn't help but sweat drop, taking back what they said, "...Or not," realizing Y/n's true feelings were still simmering beneath the surface.

"What do you mean? I'm perfectly composed," Y/n replied, turning to her friend with a forced smile. However, her darkened expression and the increasingly tight grip on her empty drink gave away the truth behind her words.

“I'm sure you are," her friend said with a hint of sarcasm, but she couldn't help but add, "Except for the fact that you're crushing that poor drink box like you're crushing your frustration."

Y/n let out a sigh, finally releasing her grip on the crumpled drink she had consumed. Her friend patted her back, trying to offer some comfort. "I'll head over to the cafeteria, want to come?" the friend asked.

Y/n glanced at Yuichiro and the girl who were engaged in conversation. It was evident that Yuichiro was still adjusting to his new demeanor, attempting to put on a polite smile that only made him more attractive.

"Nah, you go first," Y/n replied, her gaze still fixed on Yuichiro and the girl. She wanted to observe the situation a bit longer.

“Y/n… Please don’t murder anyone.” Her friend chuckled nervously, knowing her well enough to understand the intensity of her emotions.

"I won't.” Y/n replied with a small smile, trying to ease the tension in the air.

Her friend nodded and headed to the cafeteria, giving Y/n some space to collect her thoughts. Taking a moment to compose herself, Y/n made her way over to where Yuichiro and the girl were talking. As she approached, she noticed the girl giving her a curious glance before excusing herself and leaving. Y/n didn't know if the girl sensed the tension or if she was just being polite, but she was grateful for the space.

Yuichiro turned to her, his smile genuine but with a touch of concern. "Is everything okay?"

"I despise it," Y/n began, looking down at him, since she was slightly taller and he was sitting.

"Eh?" Yuichiro's sudden panic was evident as he stood up, concerned about Y/n's reaction. He had never seen her express such strong emotions before, and he felt a pang of worry, fearing that he might have done something to upset her.

"Y/n, what's wrong? Did I do something to upset you?" he asked gently, reaching out to her. "A-Am I not doing what you wanted me to do properly?" Yuichiro's voice trembled with concern, worried that he might not be fulfilling her expectations.

Y/n looked at him, sweat dropping, and uttered her words, "No, you're doing great, honestly... Too well..." Her response hinted that Yuichiro's efforts were perhaps a bit too effective for her liking.

Yuichiro blinked in confusion, trying to understand Y/n's words. "Too good? What do you mean?"

Y/n looked at him, amazed by his adorably dense nature. She released a soft sigh before gently pushing him against the wall. Placing her hands on the sides of his head, she pinned him without restricting his hands. The sudden action surprised Yuichiro, he immediately blushed, taken aback, his heart pounding at his girlfriend’s straight forwardness.

“Yuichiro.” Y/n began, Yuichiro's breath caught in his throat as Y/n's intense gaze held him captive. He was taken aback by her sudden boldness and the closeness between them, their faces a few inches apart. His heart raced, and he struggled to find the right words to respond.

A mischievous smirk appeared on Y/n's lips as she reached out and gently held Yuichiro's chin, tilting his head up to meet her gaze. "You're mine, okay?" she asserted, her eyes locked with his minty orbs.

Yuichiro's breath hitched as Y/n's touch sent shivers down his spine. He couldn't tear his gaze away from her intense eyes, feeling a rush of emotions swirling within him. Her assertiveness and possessiveness took him by surprise, but there was something undeniably alluring about it.

His knees buckled, and he slid down the wall, leaving Y/n taken aback. Yuichiro was blushing profusely, his mouth slightly agape, and he seemed unresponsive. Fortunately, there was no one else around in the room to witness his reaction.

‘Ah... I forgot that he can't handle surprises,’ Y/n thought to herself, realizing that she might have caught him off guard with her straightforwardness.

Y/n attempted to shake his shoulder gently, but it proved futile as Yuichiro remained unresponsive. Worried, she quickly left the room to find his younger twin, Muichiro.

However, just a few seconds after Y/n left, Muichiro returned and saw his older twin, Yuichiro, blushing like a tomato and sitting on the ground, he couldn't help but raise an eyebrow in curiosity. It wasn't a common sight to see Yuichiro in such a state.

“Nii-san? What… What happened to you?” Muichiro asked, a mix of concern and amusement in his voice.

Yuichiro stammered, trying to find the right words to explain the situation. "I-I... Y/n... she said..." He trailed off, unable to form a coherent sentence.

"Ah..." At the mention of Y/n's name, Muichiro immediately understood what had happened.

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