Tis I Again, The Fatherly Affection Chaser!~ Could We Have Some Headcanons Of The NRC Staff (who Basically

‘Tis I again, the fatherly affection chaser!~ Could we have some headcanons of the NRC staff (who basically see MC as their child) being romantically pursued/talked about by the students of the school? (Thank you! Hope you feel better soon!!💕)

*hugs you tight* It‘s my dear dad affection chaser anon!!! Thank you!❤️ And thank you for this great request!~ I hope that you like it and have a great day!!

🖤 Crowley might be generous, but not enough to allow the students to flirt with you! For the sake of the great seven, how dare they to flirt with you, his not-really-but-one-day-adopted-child! 🖤 The headmaster of the school walks to you and the who-was-it-again-student, folding his arms over his chests. 🖤 “So, young students, what are you doing?” The student gulped, glancing at Crowley, who had raised his eyebrows under his mask, awaiting a good answer of the student, who run away, thinking that he might have a big problem, if he will stay there. 🖤 “Just look at him. Running away from you, tzzz. He isn’t even good enough for you, if he isn’t brave enough.” Crowley moaned as you shook your head. 🖤 “That’s why I will probably stay single forever in my entire damn life… Just leave me and potential love interests alone.” You nagged at the gasping headmaster and father-like figure. “Wait, what? Leave you alone with them?! W-Wait, (y/n)! Where are you going!”

🐕 “Ethan asked me out. He is really nice and sweet.” You told Crewel the good news you had, as he browses through the magazine he had bought. “Who the hell is Ethan?” He had asked. “Oh, Ethan is a really nice and sweet blond, guy from RSA.” 🐕 Who would have known that Crewel could jump that high into the air? “Ethan?! Like in Ethan Verre!?” He knew Ethan too well. He had quite a fan base, who fell in love with the blue eyed, blonde and tall guy of RSA. 🐕 The only time Crewel would ever say yes to you dating someone is, if hell would get frozen or if he will find you a perfect guy. 🐕 “What do you even like about Verre? He isn’t even a prince. Ask Trein, after all he knows him better than all of us.” 🐕 “This is my life! You are not my father! If I want to go on a date with Ethan, then I will go on a date with him!” You pouted, storming away and leaving the nagging Crewel behind. “Come back! We haven’t finished it yet! I won’t allow it, (y/n)!”

🐈 “Yeah, (y/n) is reaaally hot. If I, could I would want to date them.” A student grinned as he talked to his friends about you. “What was it?” Trein walked to them, holding his cat in his arms, as he stroked him a little bit. 🐈 “N-Nothing, sir.” – “Oh, nothing? If I’m not wrong, you wanted to date little (y/n) and for your information, you aren’t allowed to date them.” 🐈 The students gasped at him. Why aren’t they allowed if he isn’t surely, aren’t your father! 🐈 Apologizing and promising to never thinking about it ever again, they left Trein, who smiled triumphally and proudly. 🐈 “What the hell? Are you nuts? Come on! Why the hell did you say that!?” He heard behind him, turning around he saw you pouting at him. “Go to him and tell him that I might be interested, or else I won’t sign any adoption papers for you adopting me!”

💪🏼 “Wow, they have to run more laps? Why?” Ace asked you as you kicked a stone from the training field away, groaning at the question that your friends had asked. “Vargas saw them flirting with me…” 💪🏼 They knew immediately what that meant. Sure, you weren’t his child, but your relationship was like any father-child-relationship. 💪🏼 Vargas grinned brightly at the tired students, before he walked to you. 💪🏼 “(y/n), stop being so angry. I am just trying to protect you.” 💪🏼 “I might not know how to use magic, but I totally know how to throw shoes and stones at someone… Better sleep with one eye open.” You stared at him, before turning around to walk away with your friends.

🔮 You were in Sam’s shop, glancing at the wares here and there until a student tapped your shoulder, asking you if you might help him, as you nodded your head. 🔮 You know this place better than anybody, as you spend lots of time with Sam here. “You are very nice, (y/n). Thank you so much for helping me out. I think it would only be fair, if I will invite you to the party of Scarabia… As my partner? You want to?” 🔮 Before you could answer him, a voice had interrupted you. “Oh, how nice. A party? Are my friends allowed to come and accompany (y/n) then? They could always help you.” Sam smiled, walking towards you. 🔮 “My friends are also good at letting people disappear.” Now the student’s eyes widen at Sam’s words, while you rolled your’s. “S-Sorry… I should go now…” 🔮 “You might have friends from the other side, but I have friends from here, who might help me to beat someone up.” You raised your fist at him, shaking it angrily before you left his shop.

uhh..

why does the cat look so scared?

should we be worried?

vanessa stockard.

"Sit with me and watch the stars

On a rainy,quiet night

Tell me you love me like no other

Beneath the morning light.

Sit with me, sit in my soul

Grip my hand tight

As the rain and world pour around us

On this quiet, peaceful night"

Genshin men x reader

Zhongli, Diluc, Kaeya, Tohma, Childe

biting, fluff, obsessive behavior, no thoughts just genshin men randomly biting you (except for Childe. i hate Childe lmao but ill write him anyway skdjsksjs)

(this started as a Diluc vampire au but then my thoughts lingered to this abomination and now here we are)

It started when you were too busy to give Zhongli the attention he needed. He suddenly appeared behind you and literally bit the area between your neck and shoulder. You squealed in surprise. Along with hat, your reflexes kicked in and you ended up hitting Zhongli. Well, he was fine. He was built like a rock after all. You apologized to each other afterwards. But then Zhongli started approaching you and asked for permission to bite any part of your skin.

"Can I bite you, darling?" he asked. You stared at him, dumbfounded.

"I guess?" was all you could answer since you couldn't say no to him when he's asking too nicely with his face looking like he was just asking if he could eat the snacks from the pantry.

He would leave traces of marks on your skin without care whether or not people would see them. You learned to restrict him the hard way after Zhongli left multiple marks on your neck, arms, and legs—places where Yanfei would be able to see them when you two go out for a meeting.

"Can I bite you here? Here? Hm, how about here?" He loved biting your stomach and your thighs. When you let out a small squeak, he would lick the part he just bit in order to soothe the pain. "I apologize, darling. Was that too hard?"

Diluc would always randomly bite your neck out of nowhere, especially in bed when you have your back to him. You didn't mind it at first but the sudden biting became worse. He would ask you to sit on his lap and he would start nibbling on your skin as he read some reports in his office. Around the mansion, even when the maids were looking, he would lean over you and bite the skin on your collarbone. Sometimes, he would take your hand and kiss your wrist. You would blush only to be taken by surprise when he bites the skin.

When you pointed it out to him, he immediately apologized.

"I thought you were doing it on purpose," you mumbled.

Diluc blushed and looked away from you. "I'm sorry," he said. "I guess I couldn't help myself."

"That does explain something," you sighed. "However, if you keep on doing that, I'm gonna get angry. Please don't do it out of nowhere, especially when other people are around."

"Yes, darling," he murmured before kissing your lips.

But then the man would just do it again. Eventually, you let him be and let him suffer the consequences afterwards when the guests notice it and points out the bruise on your neck. You complained there about your lover having a habit of biting you out of nowhere and watch as his face turned as red as his hair.

Do you really expect anything less from Kaeya? That man does it on purpose for sure. He just bites you, especially on places where people would be able to see. He doesn't even get embarrassed. Instead, he's even proud when people notice those marks on your skin. Not only that but he also enjoyed the way your face would explode into different shades of red.

"Stop biting me!" Kaeya has you trapped in his arms with his lips rubbing against your neck.

"Hm? Oh, but you taste so good that I couldn't help myself. This is your fault for being so delectable," he hummed.

No matter how hard you tried to wriggle out of his touch, Kaeya was undoubtedly stronger than you. In the end, he would have his way again and leave marks all over your skin. Finally, you've had enough and wore clothes which covered every inch of your body. This time, it was Kaeya who whined and pouted about his "hard work" going to waste. You ignored him and decided to do stand the heat just to punish Kaeya until he learned his lesson. At least, you hoped he learned anything at all.

Tohma just one day approached you and asked if he could leave marks on your skin. You agreed the first time he asked. But then the man continued to ask and ask whether he could bite your skin. Soon enough, you found another new way to tease the man. He would never bite you unless you agreed to him. And when he doesn't get what he wanted, he would whine and beg for you to let him.

"Just a bit? I won't leave any marks, I swear!"

You sighed, feigning annoyance. "You say that every time, and then Ayaka and her brother would notice!" It was true. He would always tell you that he won't leave a mark, but then he would lose control of himself and leave a mark anyway. You weren't actually annoyed by the fact that he does that every time. In fact, you would let him do it any time. It's just that it was always so fun to see his reactions whenever you deny him from biting you. The way his voice goes higher and the way his eyes alone beg you to let him do what he wanted.

When you finally granted him what he wanted, Tohma would immediately pin you down and leave soft kisses on your skin before he would start to bite you everywhere.

Ah, yes, Childe. This man would just do whatever he wanted. He never cared at all if you were in front of other people or not. He even does it purposefully, daring anyone to look at you as you trembled under his touch. But then at the same time, he would get so jealous whenever someone tried to flirt with you on the streets of Liyue Harbor. He would pull you against him and make that person watch the way you react to him and him only.

"Stop doing that," you grumbled as you watched the guy just now walk away in a hurry.

"Hm? Doing what?" he asked innocently as he licked his lips. "I was just having my meal."

You sighed and rolled your eyes at him. "We can always visit the Wanmin restaurant if you truly are hungry, you know?"

"Mm, no thank you. I think I prefer this more."

You tried once to cover your marks, but Childe was able to turn the tables around and make you feel guilty for hiding them. Eventually, you got used to him leaving marks on your skin and people noticing it.

"Oh, my lover is a dumb dog who thinks I'm his stuffed toy," you'd reply and eye Childe who was by your side, giving you that look which was enough to tell you that you were in for a ride later on.

beaute!

Lucifer + working himself sick? Like he has a lot more stuff to do than normal and has been feeling progressively worse in the meantime yet he doesn't tell anyone and no one notices until he passes out somewhere

Yes, yes, yes! An amazing prompt, Anon! 

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TW: Mild Blood Mention

The dinner party all take stares at the empty chair. They all hardly speak about it, but it’s clear they’re all thinking the same thing. Lucifer’s gone again.

And, of course, it’s fair to note that there are plenty of times that they’re not all together at the table. Seven- well, eight with your presence- busy lives often means one or two empty spots at the table. It’s not a rare occurrence. But it was the context. The knowledge that this was the third dinner in a row where the eldest was a no-show. Tonight had been his night to cook…but everyone figured he’d be gone, and so surprisingly enough, Satan worked to cover making food for everyone.

It bothered you, and to a degree, you noticed it bothered the brothers, but they all had the same thing to say. “This happens every once and a while. Just ignore it. He’ll be back.” Then like they said, he was back, a few days later. Every spot at dinner was full, and everything seemed fine. The demon of Pride had worked very well to hide how hard he had run his body ragged.

“It’s been made aware to me that I missed my kitchen duty this week. So, then let me do the dishes tonight,” he announced as soon as plates were clean and spirits were full. No one was opposed to that idea. It was encouraged, really, and demonic eyes glinted with mild glee at seeing the eldest just a bit humbled.

But all those emotions turned to panic when, after Lucifer had taken all the dishes, there was a loud echo of shattered glass coming from the kitchen. Everyone ran, only to find Lucifer’s body on the ground, surrounded by broken plates, some shards dotted in blood. You wanted to run, to scream in panic, but Beel quickly picked you up and pulled you back to keep you from being trampled by his brothers who had the same desire as you did. 

That’s why you were all here, each of you, sitting in his room, watching Lucifer’s chest rise and fall painfully. 

“We should’ve checked on him...” Asmo whispered. 

“Do you think that would’ve changed anything?” Satan scowled. “He would’ve told you he was fine anyway...stubborn bas-” 

“Hey.” Beel made sure to interrupt Satan before he finished. Satan lowered his head. 

Levi decided to try to break the tension, looking up between his phone game he was trying to distract himself with. “H-how’s the cut look?” 

Mammon, pacing beside Lucifer’s bed, leaned over his brother to check. “Healin’...” 

“I’m surprised he hasn’t woken up yet...” Belphie yawned. “He’s usually such a light sleeper.” 

“We should let him sleep...” Someone spoke up. A chorus of emotionless agreements answered. Slowly, each of the sins stood, working towards the exit, but you couldn’t find it in yourself to move. 

Your name was called. “Are you coming?” Belphie asked, the last one out the door. 

Thinking it over, you eventually shook your head. “I...I’m going to stay. Just in case.” 

The demon of sloth looked at you...then at his brother, and then nodded. “I think that’s a good idea. Tell us if you need anything.” The door was shut. 

A few minutes later, you stood up, coming near the side of the mattress. You’d hardly ever seen Lucifer like this...Lips slightly parted to push out wheezing breaths. Cheeks painted red with fever. His brows were slightly raised, as if he was shocked at his own state of being. And of course, the bandage covering his jawline from when he cut himself on broken glass... 

“Why...” You frowned, almost feeling the back of your throat burn, like you were about to cry. “Why wouldn’t you tell us you were feeling so sick? We could’ve helped you...I could’ve helped you...” You took a deep breath, trying to chase away the tears that threatened to form. “You’re stupid,” you scolded. “For always looking out for us so much, but not doing anything for yourself.” You were so busy ranting, you missed the detail of his mouth closing, his face relaxing. “I can’t believe you had to pass out to even get yourself to rest...You’re an idiot...An absolute moron...” 

“...not exactly...an encouraging...message...to wake up to...” 

You blinked, looking down to see that Lucifer had slowly cracked an eye open. “You’re awake...” 

“Hard not to...when...I’m being yelled at...” It sounded like he was finding it hard to speak, every set of words spoken slowly, quietly. He closed his eyes all the way again. He could hardly move, apparently. 

“You would’ve scolded me just the same if I were in your shoes...” But you were so glad to see some sort of progression with him. You touched his forehead, causing him to hum a bit. 

“Fair...” 

Now you almost felt guilty...but you stuck to what you said. “Next time...will you please tell me what you’re really feeling? So...I don’t have to worry about seeing you like that ever again...” 

“I...blacked out?” He asked, his brows furling. “Right...” 

“You had us so worried...” 

He smirked a little at that. “Us?” 

You scoffed a bit. “Of course all of us. Don’t take this time to be cheeky. You were totally unresponsive, and bleeding. Had all of us scared half to death. All because your ego wouldn’t let you take a break!” 

He went a bit silent, and for a moment you had to wonder if he went back to sleep. Then he just muttered, “I’m sorry.” 

“You should be...” You looked down at your feet, and then bravely cupped Lucifer’s face with both hands, touching your forehead to his. “I don’t want to lose you...So if you won’t take care of yourself...I will. So promise me...promise me you wont overwork yourself this hard again...please...” 

He struggled, but gathered enough energy to open his eyes, staring softly at you. “I...promise...” 

Smiling, you wrapped your arms around his neck. “Thank you...now go back to sleep...I’ll be here when you wake up...” 

Waiting Game

You guys love the flirty/flustered snippets as much as I do, so, enjoy!

A week. They had managed to last a whole week successfully avoiding the villain. Granted, they had spent most of it hidden at home, but still.

It felt like an accomplishment nonetheless.

Hopefully, if they stayed away long enough, the hero would be lucky and the villain would simply forget all about what happened. Too caught up in their... villainous activities, and the like.

And unfortunately, as much as the hero would have loved to hide in their room and pretend the *event* hadn't happened at all, there was still a supervillain on the loose, and a city to protect.

The hero really wished they could go back and change it. Do, *something*, so the villain never found out in the first place. But of course, supervillain had to just go and expose their feelings.

So now here they were, avoiding the villain like their life depended on it, because, well... it kind of felt like it did.

Suddenly the hero looked up, realizing they were accidentally at a dead end, having been too lost in thought to pay attention.

That would have been fine, if not for the abrupt crunch of a footstep on the pavement of the ally behind them.

They whirled around. Oh no.

The villain smiled at them, eyes gleaming with an almost hungry amusement in response to whatever they saw on the hero's face.

"There you are," they chided, too amused and knowing to be casual as they slowly stepped forward, hands behind their back, "I was starting to think you were avoiding me,"

"Uh," the hero swallowed, backing up as the villain advanced, only to suddenly feel their foot hit the wall behind them, "no, obviously.... I've just.... been... busy,"

"Uh-huh,"

"So... if that's all-" their foot twitched to the side, like they were thinking about running.

The villain suddenly lunged forward, having been much closer than the hero had realized, and the next thing they knew they'd been pinned to the brick behind them. A hand on the walk to either side of them bracketing them in place.

The hero's eyes widened, shrinking back slightly.

The villain just grinned more, highly amused but... it didn't seem mocking or cruel either. If anything it looked... almost fond...

But that couldn't be. The hero was just seeing things, looking at the world through their hopelessly pining brain.

"I'm going to assume," the villain started, tilting their head, "we can skip the part about me asking whether or not what was said was true?"

"Why would you assume that‽ Just because-"

"Now, now. Are you sure that's *really* a question you want to ask?" They replied teasingly, leaning slightly closer, causing the hero to snap their mouth shut. They met eyes with the villain for a moment, before immediately looking away.

"You've been avoiding me like the plague ever since. You took off like a bat outta hell right after. You can't even bring yourself to look at me,"

With a single finger on their jaw, the villain tilted the hero's head, guiding their gaze back to them with a softer smile, "You're also about as red as a tomato~"

"Okay! Okay! Alright!? I get it!" The hero snapped in slight panic, looking down at their feet. Their face was red, heart pounding in their chest. They extended their hands instinctively, flattening against the villain's chest as if to push them away, but they couldn't seem to put the force into it.

The villain laughed, and the hero was shocked how... genuine it sounded. It wasn't mocking or cruel but amused and... almost happy. They could feel the rumble of laughter on their hands, but the sensation seemed to course right through them.

"It's funny," they started conversationally, tracing the tip of their finger featherlight along the hero's jaw and down their neck to their collar bone, watching the hero shiver, yet not move away, "I feel like you'd be less scared of me if I had a knife to your throat right now instead,"

"I'm not afraid of you!" The hero snapped indignantly, pushing themselves off the wall, trying to get out of the interaction with at least some of their dignity in tack.

But the villain's hand immediately landed on their chest, pushing them back against the cold brick as they stepped even closer, mere millimetres from being flush against the other now.

The hero suddenly felt like they couldn't breathe, having the other so close. They froze.

"Say you're not afraid but..." their eyes fell to their hand on the hero's chest, "I can sure feel that heart of yours pounding,"

Their traitorous heart only pounded harder at their tone.

Before the hero could reply, the villain leaned into their ear, "That's cuz it's not fear that's got you so worked up, is it pumpkin?

The hero didn't know what to do. Part of them never wanted to move, while the other felt embarrassed, like they were only being played with. Another part of them didn't even care, as long as it never stopped.

The villain drew back at the lack of response, and their amused smirk softened at whatever look was on the hero's face.

"Why are you doing this?" The hero choked out, "Just- just toying with me like-"

"I'm going to kiss you now, is that okay?"

The hero's entire world came to a screeching halt. Had they heard that right?

They stared wide-eyed at the person in front of them, completely frozen.

The villain snickered, though fondly, before putting a finger under the hero's chin, tilting their head up, "I'm waiting~" they teased in a sing-songy voice.

The other's eyes darted to the villain's lips before giving a frantic nod.

Luckily, unlike the hero, the criminal didn't keep them waiting long.

The hero's hands immediately twisted into the villain's shirt, pulling them flush on impulse, which was rewarded with a hum of amused approval from the other.

Eventually, they broke, and the hero immediately looked back down in embarrassment, only to have a finger catch under their chin and tilt it back up just as fast.

"Now, see? And to think all this time you'd been avoiding me. I feel like I should be hurt,"

The only response they got was the hands still twisted into their shirt tightening, trying to pull them back flush, and not so subtly trying to provoke them back into something at the same time.

The villain chuckled before leaning forward again. The hero immediately closed their eyes, expecting another kiss, only for the villain to divert at the last second, leaning towards their ear instead.

"Ah, ah, ah," they tsked, "If you want another one, I want to hear you admit it out loud,"

This time, it was the hero's turn not to make them wait.

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