#♡ ━━ i get lost in your beauty ↷ ver.3

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Dazai, Chuuya, Atsushi & Ranpo w/ Elysia! Reader

Elysia is the Herrscher of Human Ego in Honkai Impact. She is a girl as beautiful as dancing petals, and holds the power which is comparable to a God itself.

Her personality is cheerful and sweet-loving, Elysia cares about her friends and everyone else dearly. She's elegant, unique, and is a person who enjoys everything.

Decay Of Angels Ver. ♡ Port Mafia Ver.

DAZAI OSAMU:

This guy does indeed agree that you are a God, sent from above to bless him with your existence.

He thinks you're the most beautiful girl in existence. And well, technically he's not wrong. He's never seen someone as gorgeous and elegant as you are.

Was definitely a lil surprised at first, let's just say that you sparred against him for fun.

When this dumbass tried to neutralize your "ability" he then realizes you're immune, which makes his ass get beat and loose the match in 0.05 seconds. Everyone's impressed.

"(Y/N)-chan! Step me on me please!" No thanks.

A few had gotten suspicious, and Dazai was simply curious.

By any means, he didn't really think to interrogate you as he knew even he himself was not invincible. But to think someone could go against his own ability?

By the time you revealed your identity and strength to the ADA, let's just say you were forced asked to join them.

You were so kind, literally looking so incapable of being evil. You were a good person, which led them to think you'd be the winning card to their battles.

And funny enough, you were.

Not even seconds later, you had annihilated everyone with nothing else but a simple smile. Dazai fell for you hard the moment you first met, but now?

"You. Me. Bed. Now."

Boom, and your God Form. Your transformation IS PEAK. Dazai is literally deceased.

He's giggling, squealing, curling his toes, twirling his hair.

The way you float up the air, your pretty outfit doing you justice fr makes him feel things yk

You've definitely been so understanding and leading him to the light, being ever so kind and gentle. He's so thankful for it. Maybe he's found something he'd finally live for?

Not even thinking twice, the day came as Dazai slowly goes down on one knee, a beautiful velvet box in hand.

"(Y/N)...will you marry me? No jokes this time!"

He wants to spend his eternity with you.

NAKAHARA CHUUYA:

Man, just looked at this fucking simp– you'd bet he'd have dropped literally everything in the mafia just for you.

And again, he acknowledges your power and how you could probably destroy everything known in existence with not even 10% of your power.

Fyodor shaking in his fugly ass boots

Chuuya is basically in love with you. But thing is, he's never experienced that type of love.

Which is where YOU come in! <3

In a relationship, you'd be the one leading him. And he's following like a cute lost puppy with his mother. Yes, pun intended. But seriously, he's in love with you.

You love everyone. That was understandable as basically the God of Humanity.

However, joining in such bad deeds like the Port Mafia is your boundary. Ironic how you're dating a criminal literally wanted in 30+ countries, but you don't judge anyone! :)

Chuuya had wanted to try fighting against you once, and let's just say he couldn't go to work the next day.

He is in awe of your power. Who's Dazai again lmao

Dude will turn tomato red the moment he sees you in your God Form. You're just so breathtaking it's impossible to remain calm and collected.

He'll attempt to sputter out a compliment, but his flustered self made it harder. You understood though.

When the both of you go out to fight and be hot shit, he'd never fail to be impressed by your power. Then again he's almost not needed because you'd destroy them all–

Best assured, he's found the love of his life. He'd never trade you for anything in the world <3

"(Y/N), i want to be with you for the rest of my life. God or not...i'd still choose you."

NAKAJIMA ATSUSHI:

You probably already saw this coming, but i'll just say it.

You're the one who saves Atsushi's ass everytime. Like it happens way too often that it's not even surprising. It just became a HABIT for you lmao

Everytime he gets stabbed or stepped on by the mafia, you're already annihilating them and healing Atsushi.

He never fails to thank you for it though <3

You're so pretty and strong! As you've probably said it beforehand, you're a God. And does he freak out?

Yes. Absolutely. 100%.

At first, he's trying to deny it and thinking that you're just joking. Like, maybe Dazai rubbed off on you or something! But well...he just ends up accepting it.

Stares at you, almost shitting his pants. But you just tell him not to be afraid so softly while patting his head sjdhshasjw

He's dead in love. Let's say you were actually part of the ADA already for a while now, and wanted to help the humans you protect.

Then one day, you saw poor Atsushi getting kicked out of the orphanage. Yay! Boom, you have a roommate <3

Atsushi was glad to have you around. The protection and kindness of a God? He'd be independent on his own, but he'd never say no to getting helped by you.

Is in love with your God Form. He shyly asks if it's okay for you to transform so he can feel safe in your arms *SOBS*

I love him so fucking much is it obvious

But in all seriousness, he thought you were indeed an angel sent from the heavens. Coming to take and care for him just as he thought he'd have nowhere to go kicked out.

And well, overall would take a hundred bullets for you. This man won't take shit from anyone who insults you.

Atsushi transforming to protect you? YESSHDHDHW

Then honestly, he's not afraid anymore. With the most precious smile in existence – he claims that he cherishes everything you've done for him.

And slowly gives you a soft kiss on lips. All the while internally promising himself he won't ever leave you, just like how you never left him.

EDOGAWA RANPO:

Buckle up and get ready for the most crackhead ass headcanon you've seen in your life.

ANYWAYS SO

This bitch thinks you're pretty asf. Like yes, i'm aware i've said that for the past three characters BUT this man is literally on a whole nother level.

You'll wake up to Ranpo squeezing you tight in his sleep with candy wrappers all over the fucking bed wtf

When you ask him, he'll simply smile and say

"...Your chest is a great cushion!" I'll kill you

Mk but imagine both of ya'll are out on a case and he pulls you into a goddamn candy store, all the while maintaining eye contact as he seductively buys candy.

SEDUCTIVELY. BUYS. CANDY??

Man idfk how he does it but he's just in love. He won't waste a time to proudly show you off to others.

But the moment you begin showing someone else Dazai love this dumb hoe gets all pouty and begins to make his very wonderful, amazing mysterious diabolical plan

He failed.

You giggled at his attempts, but he has the AUDACITY to keep going and act like he did sumn :/

Although you don't have extremely good skills in solving some detective crimes like Ranpo, you're definitely far of a stretch than him in terms of strength and power.

Like ma'am what the fuck?? Did you just? Kill three mafia executives?? IN A ROW?!

Ranpo's too proud to admit but he loves you fr.

In your God Form, you show a lot more of your assets and this bitch...lives for it. You'd never have caught him staring cause this mf has his eyes closed most of the time

What the glasses for

Ranpo would follow you beyond the galaxy and back just to get the morning kiss he didn't receive man tf

DO IT OR HE GETS A BITCH FIT

By the time you've settled down (and stomped on basically every mafia, guild and fyodor's ass to bits), this guy won't even waste any time. He loves you sm.

After taking a stroll during your candy store visit, Ranpo kisses you like it was the end of the world.

Had you always been this beautiful? Obviously, you kept getting even prettier each day. And as he pulls back, Ranpo assures you that you were the best blessing in his life.

So now i'm begging you, marry this bozo pls

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♡ ━━ @ahopefulbunch  ♡ ‘d for a starter

      ❝ No, stop. Please, Jasper I can't...not now ❞ she pleaded as she cowered away from him into the corner of the room. The cold white wall being her only support. She could feel the panic rising, her throat squeezing making it hard for her to breathe or speak. What had led her to this? Well, they were all having a great time. Esme and her boys didn't hang out often, and she rejoiced in the opportunity to watch them playing. She had not expected them all to get so rowdy over a video game but then again she should have. They were all competitive teenage boys.

       What truly pushed her to the edge was when they started to get physical ━ her sweet voice had been drowned out by their loud arguments, and when she saw them tackling each other her mind went blank. The only thing there was panic. Cold and white and terrifying. In her panicked state she had ran into the next room, everything in her screaming for her to run, to get away very much the same way it happened when she was human at the hands of her first husband.

      ❝ P━please don't come any closer, I can't━ ❞ the smaller vampire whimpered, shaking her head. Esme knew Jasper would never hurt her, she knew that in her heart. But her mind and her past experiences told her otherwise, they unleashed all the memories of when men had hurt her as if they were warning her.

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♡ ━━ @sweetroulette  ♡’d for a starter 

         Watching Rosalie sing was one of Esme's favourite things, the way her eldest daughter would glow as she sang the most beautiful songs made her heart flutter with love. It was so relieving to see her being happy, to watch as her face relaxed as she did something she liked doing. They shared more than just a tragic past, shared more than the abuse they suffered. They shared a language, they shared a culture and that made Esme grow even closer to Rosalie when they first came to know each other.

       ❝ 너의 미소가 제일좋아  ❞ before she could have stopped herself, the words had left her mouth. As soft and gentle as only Esme could make it, the sentence was a pure reflection of her astonishment. The smile on her daughter's face had been so overwhelmingly beautiful she couldn't help but to express her love for her happiness. ❝ Sorry, honey. I didn't mean to interrupt ❞ the matriarch whispered softly.

      ❝ What was the name of the song you were singing? It was very beautiful ❞

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‘ you’re always welcome here. ’

♡ ━━ meme

            If there was a member from the Volturi whom Esme feared the most it would Chelsea, her gift alone terrified her to no end, but the older vampire was also extraordinarily intimidating ━ in Esme’s opinion Chelsea was truly the Volturi’s greatest weapon, her beauty was astonishing, not only that but she was smart, charming and strong. The golden-eyed vampire could see it whenever she looked at the other woman, Chelsea had been made to rule the world.

           She didn’t take pride in admitting that when in Volterra, Esme tended to avoid the scarlet-eyed beauty as the other woman tended to make Esme feel very small. Which is why she was surprised to hear the other’s voice. ❝ C━Chelsea! ❞ she exclaimed, blinking her golden eyes rapidly. ❝ I━I know, thank you ❞ her voice was sweet and shy as she spoke to the older woman. Esme figured they’d send someone in to check on her after all she had been hidden in their quarters for quite some time now. ❝ I assure you I’m being very well taken care of ❞

               ❝ I am just a bit overwhelmed at the moment. ❞

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♡ ━━ open

                  Her latest project was keeping her much more busy than she had expected it to. Not that she minded, after all, she loved to restore houses and she wouldn't mind spending hours and hours on her projects. But her family seemed to mind a little bit, which is why she wasn't even surprised when a pair of arms hugged her from behind. 

               ❝ Excuse me ❞ she mumbled, not taking her eyes of the blueprints. ❝ I'm trying to work here ❞ Esme pouted as the arms kept her restricted.

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♡ ━━ @immortalerabbia  ♡‘d starter

            Sitting on the windowsill, the petite vampire sighed, knowing fully well that she should not be there. But could not bring herself to care to much, after she was here to escape the sight of Aro shamelessly flirting with her husband.

            Esme had quietly left the throne room, tired of just watching their conversation and being subjected the sight of the man she hated flirting with the one she loved. Carlisle wasn’t the one to blame here, he was too pure to actually say anything and even if he weren’t, Esme didn’t really think he’d do such a thing.

           So she found herself here, in this room alone with her thoughts. She wished Carlisle would have left her at home, but apparently their invitation had extended itself to her as well. And they could not possibly refuse it. Esme slowly swung her legs, enjoying the soft breeze when she was startled by someone ━ she immediately knew who it was. His scent was familiar to her, just as his imposing presence made her wary and afraid. Caius.

          ❝ I can leave if you’d like the room for yourself…❞ she spoke softly, sweet and gentle voice hiding the slight fear she felt. Esme was not yet comfortable enough being alone with men she did not trust, it was very overwhelming not to know what they’d do.

            However, she did not dislike the older vampire. Didn’t dislike anyone in the Volturi but Aro ━ whom despite her feeling for she did not judge. She had no right to judge any of them. Oddly enough, she felt that she could somewhat trust Cauis’ harsh personality. He wouldn’t coddle her, wouldn’t lie to her to try and spare her. That was quite refreshing.

          ❝ I take it Aro has…aggravated  you as well? ❞ That was a risky thing to do. Assuming things about the older man, but what did she have to lose? Would he kill her for it? Possibly, but then again Aro wouldn’t be pleased to have her dead ━ not because of her as she had a feeling he was not fond of her either, but because Carlisle would be devastated.

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♡ ━━ @fathcrsheart  ♡‘d for a starter

               ❝ I don't know what you're planning to do but you're definitely not doing it in my living room ❞ she warned the boy from her spot on the couch. Curled up under a fluffy blanket with a sketchbook on her lap. Esme was having a slow day, she was feeling a bit under the weather emotionally speaking, which is why she decided to take some time to comfort herself. But one can never escape the mischief of their children. 

               Slowly she turned to look at him, black eyes searching his face for clues at to what was he planning to do. ❝ Do you need help with anything, honey? ❞

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♡ ━━ @grimmeaelling  ♡‘d for a starter

             Esme heard the car before she could even see it driving up the road. She had a faint idea of who it was ━ her children were all out hunting, and Carlisle only came home much later that night. So the only person left was Beau. In her mind there was no reason for him to visit her, after all Edward was not home, and she didn't think the teenage boy would be interested in spending time with her. Still, the motherly worry made her run to the front door, only to see the boy just standing there, looking at the house but not making any moves to actually get inside.

             ❝ Sweetie? Is everything okay? ❞ she asked once she was outside, golden eyes staring up at the human boy her son loved. ❝ Come on honey, let's get you inside. It's too cold out here ❞ gently she took his hand, coaxing into walking inside.

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@divescustos cont. here

            It was rare for Esme to worry about her children ━ of course the normal motherly worry was ever present but, she didn't have to really worry about them often. That day however, her mind was stressing over her youngest son. Edward had been feeling...odd. He had described feeling sluggish and warm, which for a vampire was very strange. She had immediately called Carlisle who was just as lost for answers as she had been. Esme did what her mind told her would be the best course of action, and sent him to bed. Maybe lying down and letting his mind rest would make him feel better.

          She was sitting by one of the large windows of the living room when a child's voice sent cold running through her veins. A child wasn't supposed to be upstairs ━ they had no children. Using her vampire speed she stopped at the bottom of the stairs, biting her lip in fear. This couldn't be it. There was no way her seventeen year old son would magically turn into a child ━ but who else would be there? Who else would have been able to sneak past her vampire hearing? 

           ❝ Edward? ❞ her voice was as soft and gentle as she could make it. Slowly she made the way up the stairs, and could not stop the gasp that left her lips upon lying her golden eyes on a small boy ━ auburn hair and green eyes, cheeks flushed and peppered with freckles. That was her Edward, her baby, but Esme had a feeling she was not the mother he was looking for. 

         ❝ Sweetie, do you know who I am? ❞ the vampire sank to her knees, trying to make herself less intimidating. Just asking that small question broke her heart, but she couldn't assume he would remember her ━ and if he didn't, she couldn't tell such a young boy his parents were long since dead.

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@paternitas who did not ask for this but surprise ~

         ❝ I feel like everyone we know is trying to steal you away from me, dear ❞ warm golden eyes sparkled with amusement as she stared up at her husband.

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♡ ━━ @redbared ♡’d for a starter

             She had been curled up in the corner of her and Carlisle's room. Esme had not meant to drop that box - had not meant to even look at it from where it stood on the top shelf of their closet, but she had not measured her strength and the box fell. Normally it would have just spooked her slightly, but one of the contents of the box escaped from its confinements and triggered her.

            A baby's tiny shirt. Small and pastel pink, laying on her floor. All the emotions she kept under lock and key resurface and broke her heart once more. Esme knew she would be found soon enough - with a mind reader, a seer and an empath in the house secrets were hard to keep. Still she couldn't help but to hope they wouldn't have to see her like this. Clutching her baby's shirt, sobbing as she tried to disappear into the wall.

            ❝ I can't do this, Jasper... ❞ she whimpered, sobs shaking her slight frame. ❝ I cant do this, it hurts so bad ❞

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♡ ━━ @pxthokinesis ♡’d for a starter

           ❝ Do you think she’ll like this dress? ❞ Esme asked Jess, biting her lower lip in worry.  ❝ She loves bold colours, do you think I should get her a red dress instead of a pastel pink one? ❞

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@wargrit / plotted thread 

             There were many things she regretted in her life, currently the one that bothered the most was the fact that Jasper and her weren't quite as close as Esme would have liked them to be. Now, she was very aware of the fact everyone had boundaries and had limits to how fast they got closer to people - but it was so hard for her to contain herself. She had loved him from the moment he arrived, had yearned to give him all the love and guidance only a motherly figure could but was unable to.

             Which was why she was so surprised when he decided to join her as she read. Esme was studying up on her Korean - she had no use for it now that they were staying in America, but she did not wish to forget the only thing that really reminded her of her mother and her grandparents. As she read, the petite vampire was aware of her son softly playing his guitar. Ever since she was a little girl Esme had wanted to learn to play a musical instrument, but her mother had judged it to be improper - thus only allowing Esme to take singing lessons and dancing lessons, which she enjoyed but craved more nonetheless.

           After marrying however, she hadn't had the opportunity to do it. Well, after her marriage she hadn't been able to do anything really. ❝ Jasper... ❞ she called him, melodious voice even softer than normal to avoid startling him. ❝ Have you always played the guitar? ❞ Esme asked him shyly, not really sure if she was allowed to ask about his life in general.

                  ❝ Or was it something you've learnt after turning? ❞