Oh my, looks like Donovan is itching for a bloody fight!
What'chu doin' if this motherfucker pulls up and tries to challenge you to a battle, in which is pretty hard to escape from no matter how fast you run?
You gonna stay and fight like someone who doesn't take shit from anyone or you gonna chicken out and flee?
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Oops!
Based off a roleplay I had hihi.. decided to dump it here as well bc oh well
you both already have an established friendship here btw
cw: minor swearing
wc: idk i dont count words lmao
diluc x gn!reader
major word vomit the og plan was for me to speedrun diluc recognizing me as his lover but it ended up with me having to earn his trust and this happened HAHAHA
bothreaderanddilucarestraightforwardandawkwardidiotsbcmeandthebotwerecrippling
Swirling the drink in your hand, you hum and turn to face the bar. A small smile plastered to your face when you see tonight's bartender walk toward you. He huffs a bit before crossing his arms infront of you.
"You know, even if we are friends you still need to pay. Don't be like that bard who 'pays with songs'." He rolls his eyes and hands you over the bill, which wasn't too expensive but it definitely still irked him. You chuckle a bit at him.
"Don't worry~.. I'll pay when I'm done, red." You smile and Diluc sighs. You motion for him to take a seat infront of you. Seeing that there was no one else to serve, Diluc reluctantly sat across you. He leans back a bit and raises his brow.
"Well?"
"I saw something today..."
"Really now... what was it?"
"Something beautiful." You sigh and take a small sip of the drink you ordered. You feel your face grow hot as Diluc leans forward, curious of what was so beautiful you just had to tell him.
"May I know what it is?"
"Look at a mirror."
Silence fell before you two before Diluc tilts his head and stares at you with confusion.
"I don't see as to what's so beautiful and interesting about a mirror... sure, others may have intricate designs that certainly make them unique but..."
"I mean the reflection, Diluc..."
Another moment of silence. Diluc sighs. He gets up from the table and you raise your brow. He walks back to the bar and after a bit, you stand up and sit infront of him. Diluc seems to be in deeo thought, ignoring your calls.
Archons forbid you notice how he's struggling to compose himself after your attempt in complimenting him. The compliment left him overthinking as to what you meant.
Oh Barbatos was that a confession? Usually we both 'compliment each other' with passive aggressive terms - i mean... best they told me was that i look like a hairy grumpy fairy-
You poke his arm and he snaps out of his thoughts.
"Hey, why'd you walk off like that-"
"It's nothing. I just remembered that I needed to clean the glasses."
Silence. The door opens and closes. The tavern is now deserted, with only the two of you inside. Diluc focuses a little too much on said glass he's trying to clean and realization sinks in.
"Holy shit..."
"What? Did you finally realize how bad that compliment was?"
"Yes but- wait did you just insult my skills?"
"You may be strong and intelligent in other fields but expressing your emotions poetically is not your forte."
A dramatic gasp from you makes Diluc smile. He finally turns to face you, cheeks dusted pink. You cross your arms and huff, leading him to laugh.
"But I'll take that compliment. You're not too shabby yourself."
"Excuse you-"
"Otherwise I wouldn't have grown an attraction to yoo-ooohhhh shit."
"What...?"
Silence. Your bickering comes to an end and Diluc's face reddens. He just blurted it out didn't he?
Stupid.
"Uhm... forget... I said anything."
You process his words for a bit, before a big smile appears on your face.
"You... like me...?"
"I said I was attracted to.. uhm..- ugh- yes. Yes I do."
Your smile grows wider and it doesn't even take a second before you're taking his hand that's covering his face.
"I like you too dumbass."
idk i dont write much so egrhegee
feel free to request anything in the comments while i set up a master list
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a couple days ago i hung up the laundry
i sang a song to myself, the wind gently singing with me and the sun rose to applaud us both. i felt alive
i still think the meaning of life is what you choose to fill it with.
and it that moment, i was born to hang up laundry
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life has been so trash lately but I just got the greatest news bro. cant take this life for granted. gotta start being better mentally and it’s only up from there. physical I’ve been in the best shape since HS LMAO. 10 pounds down this month. So so so close to my goal. All my clothes is starting to fit loose. man life sure is a bitch. Will it ever make sense to me? Prob not but cant do shit but to push forward. Fuck the bullshit.
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I just wanted to share something with y’all cause I’m bored and why not
ok so my middle name is Reese and first of anytime I tell someone that they immediately say Reesey cup or some shit like that (I don’t really mind unless I don’t like you)
but anyway whenever I’m in public with my friends like in a store for example and I’m in the vicinity of the brand Reese’s it could be Reese’s cups Reese’s pieces anything any they’ll shout “Omg Kinley it’s you” (lovingly)
And that just made me think of Lasko cause he’s named after a fan and the Damn crew probably does that too
it doesn’t really annoy me tho cause most of my friends call my Reese anyway cause it’s my nickname
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