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giveaway time !

YOU HEARD IT HERE FIRST FOLKS . i’m finally doing another giveaway, it’s been a while hasn’t it? earlier this week, i hit 8,000 followers, a milestone i quite literally never expected to come from writing. writing and sharing ideas with everyone has been an integral part of my life, especially since the pandemic started, so i want to show my appreciation to everyone in the writing community!  okay okay, but for the giveaway part, we’ve got… 

→1st place. 1,000 word reader-insert fic from me. 

→2nd place. 750 word headcanon from me. 

→3rd place. 500 word interaction from, you guessed it, me as well! 

naturally, everything will need to correspond to my rules and i can turn down any request that makes me uncomfortable. i’ll be picking the winners when the giveaway concludes on march 27th, 8 PM EST! i’ll be checking to make sure the winners are following me, since this is a giveaway for my followers! please be sure to respond within 72 hours or i’ll draw a different winner for the slot. 

you can enter twice! once by liking, and an additional time by reblogging.

thank you again for your support, and good luck! 💕

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Lovesick- Todoroki Shouto

Sorry about the length of these chapters ok I am smitten with nothing but the purest love for yan!Shouto

Summary: In an absence of exposure, Shouto finds himself vulnerable to love in its most insidious forms.

Fandom: BNHA

Tags: Yandere, NSFW, Angst, Comfort,

NOTE: This is definitely a yandere fic so please turn away if you can’t read about unhealthy relationship dynamics and near unsustainable levels of codependency. Please note the trigger warnings and do not click the ‘read more’ if you think the subjects mentioned will pose a threat to your health,

Warnings: Yandere, Mentions of Childhood Abuse, Violence

Length: 4.6K

CH 1: Infirmity// CH 2: Indisposed

“I am an independent woman who does not need a man to walk me home,” you murmured nervously and locked the cafe door behind you, your words sounding as hollow as you felt. The night had only grown quieter as you’d waited for Shouto to show up, but after half an hour of anxious pacing, you’d had to accept that you were going to have to do this alone.

He’d come back that first night after the incident holding your phone, kindly letting you know that the police had found it at the scene and he’d happened to be at the station for another criminal case when it had been brought in.

In all honesty, you hadn’t been worried too much about getting your phone back- your body still filled with adrenaline and buzzing energy hours after you’d been attacked. You had just been relieved that you wouldn’t have to walk home alone in the dark. The way back to your dingy apartment building had been a little awkward. You’d always been a bit on the shy and introverted side with people who you didn’t know well, and you assumed he was much the same, if the long and trailing silences that punctuated your conversation were anything to go by. However, you’d never forget the way his fingers had lingered on your when he’d handed your phone back to you at the doorstep of your apartment building.

Maybe it was some sort of hero worship settling in, but you had known you were safe in his presence. Or maybe it was good sense, what with Shouto having been frequently in the news for his courageous and heroic acts since he’d been a teenager.

When his familiar face had shown up the next night, it had been a pleasant surprise. He’d assured you that walking you home wouldn’t throw him off his patrol route and, still feeling rather flighty yourself, you had been all too happy to have the hero by your side again.

You got the sense that, rather than being shy and awkward, he simply wasn’t much of a talker and, unlike you, not prone to feeling like he had to fill any lingering silence with nervous chatter.

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Lovesick- Todoroki Shouto

Ahahaha… so this one got away from me. I know I’ve been real into yandere lately (but aren’t I always?) and here is the culmination. Also I think I mentioned this a while back and some of you were thirsty bitches. No shame. Will be multiple parts but I am trying to do this thing where I write and publish in a timely manner….. we’ll see how it goes lol

Summary: In an absence of exposure, Shouto finds himself vulnerable to love in its most insidious forms.

Fandom: BNHA

Tags: Yandere, NSFW, Angst, Comfort,

NOTE: This is definitely a yandere fic so please turn away if you can’t read about unhealthy relationship dynamics and near unsustainable levels of codependency. Please note the trigger warnings and do not click the ‘read more’ if you think the subjects mentioned will pose a threat to your health,

Warnings: Yandere, Mentions of Childhood Abuse, Violence, Reader as a survivor of childhood abuse

Length: 5K

CH 1: Infirmity// CH2: Indisposed

You were well aware of the expression ‘in the blink of an eye’, but had never experienced it so poignantly before. One minute you’d been walking to work, coat huddled around your shoulders to keep out the glacially cold air, and the next, a giant man with what could have only been gifted with an enhancer type quirk decided you had personally wronged him. Maybe it had been your annoying little scuffling walk. Maybe it had been your absent minded grumbling. Maybe he’d seen you and decided you had a particularly beatable face.

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childe headcanons – soft love

removing his gloves after a tedious, restless day, his hands aren’t preserved from the wear of weaponry: slender fingers, with undersides marred from a grip instilled at birth, as if there’s no absolution and only ruination in his destiny.  

an obstinate gaze, always forward and dismissive of the past, so much so that it nearly prompts tears in your eyes.  but it’s all right, he’ll wipe them away with the same hands he’s slain leviathans with, sooth you with that foxish, reassured voice of his when you feel like you should be the one to comfort him instead. 

kisses like light rain, swift and peppered and nipping at the color under your flesh.  a laugh brimming with joviality and as malleable as its master, yet sighed into your neck as bare and transparent.  there are no curtains to pull aside, no fog that needs dissipating – only your arms around him and your name on his lips.

“told you not to wait for me.”  a final peck above your jaw; he smells like the ocean breeze met a tempest from the mountains, then speaks as if he’s been reunited with summer after months of impervious frost – and his next words are only ones you’ve heard a million times before.

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affection.

summary: childe, sacramouche, signora and beidou all show their affection for you in different ways.

notes: short headcanons, fluff, no spoilers, mentions of violence

a/n: these are all my favorite characters, and I wanted to show my love for them <3

Childe

“If you get too close, I’m not going to let you go, you know?”

Childe has done his due diligence: he’s warned you countless times that he’s a “bad guy,” so if you persist in seeking him out despite everything, then it can’t be helped if he gets closer to you than he should, right?

Childe is always searching for an excuse to put his hands on you, and the smallest touch intoxicates him. There is endless pleasure to be found in slinging one arm casually around your shoulders, in absent-minded kisses beaded along strands of your hair, in letting himself cup his hands around your soft cheeks like a prayer. If you’d let him, he’d kiss you again, and again, until the both of you are dizzy and breathless, no matter where you are. All he wants is to drown in you; the thrill of your presence is even greater than the adrenaline rush he gets on the battlefield.

You will never find yourself wanting when you are in Childe’s company. He has the full force of Northland Bank behind him, and what’s a few mora here and there to make you smile? He’d empty the entire vaults and gift you the contents if you so much as mentioned a desire for money. Anything you want is yours, from a table at the best restaurants in Liyue, to the most expensive clothing in a high end shop. If there’s anyone you want… gone, he will gladly present you with their head. Childe is so unerringly gentle with you, you can almost forget how much blood stains his hands.

There are storms in Childe’s eyes, and it reminds you that he only loves in extremes: if he must choose between you and the world, then he would gladly watch Teyvat burn. 

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Diluc: Comfort HCs

Oh no worries anon! We’re getting through everything and I can just see the top. I’m not sure if people saw it - probably not - but my entire blog has devolved into “See this genshin character? Animal.” and I refuse to have another cat character so I’m making Diluc a hawk.  

Apparently (maybe) Diluc’s bird is a nightingale [voicelines]. But I don’t really see Diluc the kind of guy to serenade you at night in secret because your father doesn’t approve of your marriage.

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Today’s appreciation post goes to fulltimeventisimp. Tumblr throws a goddamn fit when I try to tag people (even though I literally have a tag list but that’s apparently not good enough) so I hope you see this^^ You’ve been so nice and caring to me I feel so soft 😭 and I hope you’re doing alright! I’m remembering to take breaks and rest  💕💕

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Semi Part 1: Relationship HCs [I would read this just for the last point]

Diluc Ver: Jealous HCs

[Masterlist]

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[taglist]  <- if you want to be added, please read this first.

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Diluc: Comfort HCs

Diluc has always had either an aloof or professional persona based on who he needed to talk to. In both cases, no matter the subject or how Diluc talked, there would always be some sort of forced distance so no one would mistaken it as familiarity or friendliness. There were only a two cases where he felt comfortable and those were with close friends and his staff. The third case being Kaeya but Diluc prefers to not acknowledge him and stashes that folder away. Even with friend’s such as Jean or Elzer, he could never really relax and let his true feelings slip until you burst into his life. Literally. “An unexpected outcome of an experiment,” is what Albedo had told him but regardless, since you entered his life he’s let himself regress into his younger days and let himself take for once.

Maybe that was why you had gotten so used to Diluc’s touched starved self that, when it was suddenly gone, you were feeling uneasy. Lately Diluc seemed to be spending longer hours at his desk or working at the tavern. You knew that he was just busy and there wasn’t any underhanded reasoning behind it, Diluc wasn’t that kind of guy. But did he seriously have to spend every waking moment, day or night, talking to the same people? When was the last time you saw him for more than two minutes? Diluc isn’t a big fan of idle talking but would it seriously hurt just to catch up? You didn’t even get together to have your weekly chess matches too.

You didn’t consider yourself a very clingy person and you knew what a relationship with Diluc was going to be like so why were you getting so bothered? You decided to take the situation in your hands and go visit him at the tavern only to see him so busy at work. It both made you a bit huffy, you wanted to storm in there and drag the man away from his work so he could stop trying to speed run life - not like that would ever happen because the second hand embarrassment would make you dissolve into the ground and you could never show your face to Diluc if you actually did that - but also making you more upset. Here he was, working and running his business, and you couldn’t go at least a couple weeks without seeing him. You ended up turning around and going home to scream into your pillow and sleep the heavy feeling away.

Your inner turmoil seemed to seep out into the open that Kaeya felt the need to bring it up. As much as Diluc dislikes Kaeya around you, he really does care about you and he still does owe you for the troubles he gave you when you first started going out with Diluc. He catches you while you’re off running errands and manages to coax you into getting some lunch with him. You’ve been bottling up your feelings so much that when Kaeya shows some concern you let it all pour out. At this point you don’t care if it’s Kaeya of all people you’re confessing your feelings to, you just want to get it off your chest because the man you’re in love with doesn’t seem to notice you’re actually there and it’s making you feel insecure about yourself. Kaeya gives you a sympathetic smile and tells you not to worry about it, he’ll personally knock some sense into Diluc.

Diluc’s been hard at work on another possible Fatui plan and business with the winery that he can’t help but feel that he was missing something. Was he overlooking something? He had planned this for a while so everything should be perfect. It wasn’t until Kaeya himself had to walk in, press his hand on the tavern counter, and call him an idiot that he realizes that he had been so wrapped up in his work and personal duties that he completely neglected you. He quickly passes his duties to Charles with a quick apology, throws his coat on, gives Kaeya a very strained thank you, and he’s out the door to find you. He’s already lost so much so he’ll be damned if he looses you. Not right now. 

You gave him the key to your home after a few months of being together, in case his he needed to temporarily hide should his night activities get the best of him. He’s already at your door in seconds as he quickly unlocks and steps in. 

“Beloved?” he softly calls out to not accidently scare you but he receives no reply. It’s dark inside but he can see your shoes at the door so he knows you’re inside somewhere. He softly closes and locks the door as he hangs his coat up. Carefully running a hand down the fabric and beside your coat as he looks around your small home. He’s always felt it was warm even when you weren’t here. The “home” he has will always be the place he grew up in but after everything that’s happened, he feels a bit alienated in there so he always appreciated that you lent him a key.

He catches the sound of some shuffling and follows the sound to see you under your blankets. He breathes a quick sigh of relief that you weren’t in any danger as he carefully circles around your bed before gently placing a hand on your back. He’s never been good at words or communicating his feelings so he’s at a bit of a standstill. Despite his reputation of being a nobleman of high esteem, you’re his first serious relationship. As far as he’s concerned you’re going to be his only relationship for that matter.

“I…apologize for my recent behaviour. It was never my intention to hurt you. I ended up letting myself get too blinded to see you were in pain and that was my fault. You don’t have to forgive me now but won’t you let me see your face my love?” he asked in all his awkward pose, put him in front of massive event and he’ll perform with flying colours but put him in front of his partner and he stumbles over his worlds like a new born fawn. But it seems to bring a small laugh from you as you peek from under the covers. 

He smiles softly as he sees your ears flush pink. No matter how many times he calls you that you always get so shy, he adores it. But he can feel the guilt rise up in his chest, you’ve always been there to support and reassure him that he was doing everything right. That things were going to be okay when he re-took his father’s business and you would be with him every step of the way. So in the best and awkward way that Diluc can manage, he tells you this. By the time he’s done he can feel his own face start to pink but it’s made you feel better so it was worth it. 

“Feeling better?” he smiles softly as you nod up at him as he lays down beside you, opening his arms in comfort, “Good, come here.” 

You shuffle closer to him as he holds you. It’s been awhile since he’s held you like this and even without realizing it, he’s missed this. Just you and him together, basking in each other’s presence. No work that needed to be attended to. No Fatui trying to cause him any more trouble. It was a safe place and one he didn’t want to let go.  

“What if we got married?”

There’s a beat of silence. 

Then a thud. 

You end up scrambling and falling off your bed face first. It’s a bit silent as you give off a pain groaned and climb back up and he can see your face has exploded red. He can almost see steam coming off as you try and nurse your nose. He blinks a bit at you taken aback as you stutter and scream into your hands as your brain seems to process what he just asked. You lift your face from your hands to look at him, somehow go even redder, and scream louder into your hands. He’s not sure if this is something he should be offended or concerned about but the weight he had been feeling earlier starts to fade away as a new and familiar feeling bubbles up. For the first time in half a month, Diluc let’s out a laugh as he tries to console you as you manage out a yes.

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Gripping my writing hand why is no one stopping me? Diluc you’re literally acting like Childe rn. [if anyone is confused ahem Childe: Fiancé HCs (should be in my masterlist)]

Also, I continue to look away from the lore. Kaeya and Diluc are not on the best of terms but if they can have petty rich lady wine talk then Kaeya can walk in and call Diluc an idiot.

I was serious when I said that I researched hawk behaviours. I have learned the internet is horrible in telling me how hawks behave. But I did find this and I found this hilarious:

In the case of the red-tailed hawk, for example, the pair soar, screaming at each other; then the male dives at the female, who may roll in the air to present her claws to him in mock combat.

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Polish and Shine. Yan Zhongli x Reader [COMM]

Warnings: Arranged marriage mention and mentioned non major character death.  Word count: 3.4k.

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You’d always found the idea of Mondstadt intriguing.

A region that prided itself on the concept of freedom more so than any other in Teyvat. A place where people could come and go as they please, all viewed through the same lens, regardless of their social status. You could rarely speak of Mondstadt to someone from Liyue without them turning up their nose, failing to or not even trying to hide their disdain for the adjacent region. The dismissive words they’d use often differed depending on who you asked, but the reasoning behind their viewpoint was almost always the same.

Without structure, what is there to life?

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fool — albedo kreideprinz.

anon asked;  hi hi! so i’ve been looking around each fanfiction website lately and i haven’t found a single albedo x reader where there is one sided love, so could i maybe request an albedo x reader where the reader sets him up with sucrose because she knows sucrose likes him. oh! and another thing, make it PURE ANGST please 🥺💖

wc; 740

note; thanks for requesting, nonnie! i didn’t know if u wanted the unrequited love side to be albedo or reader so i stalled a little bit on this req ehe,,, anyways i hope u enjoy this! and yes i fully believe in heart wrenching albedo one sided love angst gah,, just good shit

angst!  text utc.

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Settle

A commission for my lovely 🐦anon 💕thank you for indulging me with this one!

Oikawa Tooru x female reader

TW non-con, nsfw, daddy kink, breeding kink, smut, drugged reader

It’s a little after seven thirty when you hear the telltale click of the front door announcing your employer’s return. 

“Sorry I’m late,” Oikawa calls, slipping his shoes off and dropping his bag by the door. A hand comes to rest on your shoulder and you turn, bouncing the baby on your hip as he leans over to press a kiss against Hatori’s head. “How’s my boy?”

You smile, “He’s been good today. I was just about to put him down for the night. Unless… you want to?” 

Despite his earlier apology, he’s actually home earlier than he usually is. Most days you have Hatori fed, bathed, tucked in and fast asleep in his crib long before Oikawa walks through the door. It’s part of your job, and you’re more than happy to do it but you’re mindful that with the demands of his career as a professional athlete he doesn’t get to spend an awful lot of time with his son. 

Really, outside of Mondays - his one ‘official’ day off - he’s barely home. It’s not as bad in the off season, or so he’s told you, but you don’t want to intrude on the little time he does get with Hatori. 

But Oikawa just shakes his head with a soft laugh, “No, he always cries when I do it, I think the little traitor likes you more than me.”

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A moment of peace…

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a/n: wooo boy i’m gonna try 2nd person POV because god i feel like for this its absolutely the sorta prompt that benefits from it

warnings: general yandere content, mentions of violence

summary: you’d always wished to see the whole world as a small child in inazuma. in a way, your wish came true- but rather than being an adventurer or a hero, you were walking these lands you’d never seen before as nothing but an accessory to a harbinger, reduced to a role of staying by his side and fulfill the image of a meek and docile partner he holds of you.

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Yandere Bennet

These are just rambles or you could say possible HCs. ᴬᶜᵗᵘᵃˡˡʸ ᵃ ᵏⁱⁿᵈ ᵒᶠ ᶜʳᵃᶜᵏ ᶠᵃⁿᶠⁱᶜ ᴵ ⁿᵉᵛᵉʳ ᵗᵒᵒᵏ ⁱᵗ ˢᵉʳⁱᵒᵘˢˡʸ ᵖˡˢ ⁱ ᵗʳⁱᵉᵈ.

[ tw. Possessiveness, Delusional, spiked drinks, Kidnapping.]

Yan Bennet would be the type to get steal something from his s/o only to feel bad and return it after.

I think he would be really really easily jealous because Bennet is quite known for his unluckiness.

To put it straightforwardly, He thinks he's so easily replaceable that so thay even with a Yanderish Attitude he couldn't think of being demanding.

After he saw you he's life felt like he had to protect you from this world, and not only that he needed you.

Imagine getting jealous Bennet trying to intimidate someone to get away from his s/o.

but it never works.

He's trying to make Albedo go away from you? Too bad. Now, both of you are the mad scientists personal maids for a day because Bennet recked a painting and he's in dumb guilt.

Oh look, he's trying to scare you into submission for him only?

Bennet looked sweet saying such possessive words rather than threatening due to fireworks in Mondstat accidentally getting fired up when it wasn't even new year yet.

But that's okay! That's what exactly what he wanted right? He wanted to look sweet and tell you he loves you and doesn't want anyone to hurt you ever.

So you'll get it if he wants you to stay just with him right? Well, even if you don't. He'll just explain right after you drink that shiny drink.

This couldn't go possibly any wrong for Bennet right? Your drink was spiked and you feel like passing out.

Well tada! You are burning hell wrong!

He might've tied you up but the chain breaks, in the literal few seconds he tried to tie you.

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Did Bennet just got scammed of chains..???

That's okay! I'm sure Bennet has a backup plan right— he checks for his bag, wait he left his bag at the knights.

“Ah...” a simple sigh escapes his mouth.

He brings you back to your home without any casualties.

You'll wake up with a note saying "SORRY" and a bouquet of flowers and half of it is burnt.

Bennet just gave up at this point.

Look, he's trying to be intimidating but his dumb luck is just getting in the way of everything.

At this point you should just cheer him on, atleast he's trying.

- I can't even imagine Bennet properly on this fic, he's too innocent help.

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Give us the foul legacy fuckery, lemme ride that giant hunk until his fucked silly

same. headcanons under the cut.

the sheer size difference with tartaglia in that form??? oh my god. he would tower over you, pick you up like you weighed nothing, and hold you close.

i am also of the headcanon that he has a massive monster tongue in this form and has no hesitations about pulling you close and licking a stripe up your throat with it, just to see you shiver. if he can evoke such a reaction out of you doing that, only celestia and he will know of your cries as he takes his tongue lower and eats you out. if you so desire, he can definitely support you easily as he holds you up and eats you out, but you can also sit on his face and hold onto his horns as you ride him.

he’s strong enough to crush you with ease in this form, but when his hand wraps around your waist, the grip is tight but you know he’s holding back in order not to hurt you. if his claws pierce your skin, he may not notice, but will definitely be apologetic as hell once he’s out of his foul legacy form

his distorted voice will whisper a slew of dirty words, telling you what a filthy slut you are before telling you what a good, obedient whore you are into your ear as you ride his thigh. he’ll get off on watching you pleasure yourself without him even lifting a finger, watching you beg for his cock

definitely eats you out before even thinking about penetration as he’s guaranteed to be packing anything bigger than what you can find on a human. he’s a bit more primal in this form, so it takes the entirety of his restraint to not immediately start fucking you harshly. the archon takes it slow so you can acclimate to his size and often lets you take the lead so you can show your comfort level.

in this form, he wants nothing more than to breed you and stuff you full of his cum, so if you give him permission, tartaglia will pin you beneath him and fuck you like there’s no tomorrow. he loves it if you sob in pleasure, tears streaming down your face. his hand will trace over the outline of his massive cock buried deep within you.

when tartaglia cums within you, he’ll gently use a claw to try to prevent any of it from leaking out. while the semen he releases in this form isn’t fertile, nothing turns him on more than you remaining stuffed full of his cum.

when he transforms back to his typical self, he’s all blissful smiles and happiness. he loves nothing more than the feeling of you completely submitting yourself to the fearsome form of his, as it shows how much you trust him and it makes him feel powerful. despite both of you now being in a weakened state, the two of you will try to help the other clean up before falling into a deep, exhausted sleep. chances are, the two of you will have water and towels by the bedside beforehand in preparation for such an event.

tartaglia’s super doting to you the next day, even if he is weakened! you’re likely bruised and cut up from the antics of the night before and, despite you telling him not to feel such a way, the harbinger can’t help but feel guilty. he loves seeing you marked up for him, but he hates seeing the way you may wince in pain while you walk or make sharp movements. he’ll probably make you breakfast, which will get him a sincere thank you followed by a lecture about how he needs to rest as well.

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hurried kisses. [diluc x reader]

prompt: hurried kisses w/ diluc where he’s rushing out the door but pauses to kiss the reader pairing: diluc x gn!reader rating: sfw, fluff word count: 0.5k a/n: writing this directly in the tumblr editor instead of google docs. time to pray this saves. shoutout to anon for giving me a short prompt fodvlmdsldlsl. part of my 900 follower event! @shannara won the coinflip so this has proper capitalization.

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detention. [tartaglia x reader]

prompt: high school delinquent tartaglia w/ student council president reader pairing: childe/tartaglia x f!reader word count: 2.1k warnings: mentions of sexual harassment, (very little) blood, childe enjoying fighting other people like always, but overall very lighthearted! a/n: bye i got carried away with this one, this is certainly not a short scenario lol. part of my 900 follower event!

“you’re in here?” an all-too-familiar voice says incredulously, causing you to cringe. you look up from the homework in front of you and make eye contact with the incredibly smug ginger-haired boy who leans in the entrance of the classroom, ocean-blue eyes twinkling with amusement.

“it’s no surprise that you would be here,” you retort, before going back to your schoolwork. you furrow your eyebrows as you hear his footsteps approach you and bite back a sigh as he chooses the seat directly next to you. he drags the chair out from underneath his chosen desk noisily across the linoleum floor and you take a deep breath as you hear its metal legs groan against the dilapidated flooring.

“so,” the boy persists, sitting down in his chair backwards and leaning forward on the backrest, looking over at you. “how’d the princess end up in detention?”

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