#(I was mad coming back home after cus it started to get foggy)

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Change (Matt Murdock X Son!Reader)

Characters: Matt Murdock X Son!Reader

Universe: Marvel, Avengers

Warnings: Mention of injury and arguing

Request: Okay so I like to request GN/male!reader X father!Matt Murdock where they goof around, maybe even with uncle foggy and general fluff cus I need it OR one where they've a talk cus R is rlly scared Matt is gonna die one day if he continue pursuing daredevil, but at the same time R understand that he won't stop so R has kinda given up talking him out and in the end we r left with lingering feeling of despair about this unresolved problem. Also sorry it seems like I hard choice ahah :_)

Matt had been awake since before the sun had risen, but he’d remained in bed for all that time, sat up against his bed frame, waiting to hear you waking up. 

Last night had been tense. He’d gotten home late from patrolling Hell’s Kitchen as Daredevil, and was greeted by you, his son, waiting for him. You had the medkit refilled and out and ready for him for when he got back, and you stitched him back up to the best of your ability in silence. He tried talking to you, but you never responded to him. As soon as you were finished, he tried to get you to talk to him about what made you so quiet, refusing to let it go until you had blown up on him. 

Your silent treatment was due to his nightly activities. You were scared, scared to death. Scared that he was gonna come home with permanent damage that’ll ruin his life, a fatal injury that you couldn’t treat, or that he merely wouldn’t come home at all and you’d have to hear about it on the news in the morning. He had straight up told you then and there that you had nothing to worry about, that it was stupid for you to be worried and you were thinking into it too much, but it only made you angrier, and it wasn’t long till you two were full blown yelling at each other, ending with you slamming your bedroom door in his face. 

Admittedly, Matt hadn’t slept much last night. The fight had kept him up for most of is, and just when he’d be drifting off to sleep, he’d hear you tossing and turning in the room over, presumably also struggling to sleep. In those long hours, he had very quickly realised he was in the wrong. There was no doubt about it, and he cursed himself for not validating your feelings, hearing you out, and coming up with a solution that you were both happy with. But he didn’t, and as your dad, he knew it was his responsibility to resolve this. 

Matt decided that meant taking the day off work and spending the day making sure things were resolved. He reached over to his bedside table, finding his phone, putting in Foggy’s number and letting it ring until it stopped, hearing a groan. “Matt? Why are you calling so early?” Foggy asked. 

“Sorry… I think I need to skip work today.” He admitted. Foggy sighed. 

“Sore?” 

“Yes, but that’s not the reason. I got into a fight with Y/N last night and I need to make it up to him.” 

“Jeez, what the hell did you say to him? Actually- don’t answer that, I feel like I’ll get mad at you as well. Anything you need from me?” His friend asked. 

“Um… where’s that pizza place you took him that one time when he got suspended?” Matt asked, getting out of bed to start getting ready, Foggy telling him the name and location of the restaurant, before wishing him luck, and warning him to not make it worse.

After getting dressed and ready, he went to your bedroom door and knocked. At first he didn’t hear anything, but soon he heard a huff. “I know you’re awake. Can I come in?” He asked, waiting until he heard a mumbled ‘fine’ before opening the door, stepping inside and shutting the door behind him. “Firstly, I owe you a massive apology.” 

“...No… It’s fine-”

“No it’s not.” He interjected, reaching out as he walked till he found your bed frame, using it to sit down on the bed. He wasn’t very familiar with your room since he didn’t come in here often since it was your space, the most he came in here was to make sure you were awake for school or to wish you goodnight, and even then he only stood in the doorway. He really had no idea on the details of your room except the placement of your bed and storage, and that you had posters on your wall since he had Foggy help him pick some for your birthday a while ago. “You have every right to be mad at me, and I had no right to yell at you.”

You moved yourself to sit beside him, not looking at him as you stared into your own lap. Were you still angry? Yes. You had a slither of content that he was admitting that you were right, but it was overshadowed by doubt. You doubted he was actually gonna change anything, and that just blew fresh oxygen into the mildly burning fire. “Okay, so are we gonna change things? Are you gonna at least try and be more careful?” 

“Yeah, of course I will!” He assured. 

“Will you carry your phone with you and call me often so I know you’re okay?” 

“Sure.” 

“Can you set a certain time for when you’re doing it so I know when you’ll be home?” 

“I’m afraid I can’t do that, son. Crime doesn’t have a set time.” He told you. You laughed lightly. Of course that was too much to ask… well… you guess it was a start. A small change, but still a change… you weren’t satisfied. Far from it. You knew it was selfish- Your dad was a lawyer, it was in his senses to want to help people, and he had this ability that helped him do it in a non-traditional sense, and it cost him his health and time with his son… You got it, but also you didn’t. But you were tired, you couldn’t be bothered to fight him more about this. Not after last night.

“Okay…”

“I’m sorry Y/N, I promise I’ll make it up to you.” 

“I know.” 

“How about later we go to that pizza place you like? I don’t know the way so you’ll have to show me, and in the meantime how about we go get you that backpack you want for school?” 

“Sure! I’ll get dressed and then we can go” You agreed, and Matt smiled and nodded, getting up and finding his way to your door to leave you to get dressed. When he shut the door behind him, you frowned and sighed. Nothing was gonna change, you knew you were just gonna have to learn to adapt.

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Genshin impact headcanon:

Genshin boys reaction to making their Mc cry

Includes: Xiao, Childe, Zhongli

Rating: angst with a bit of fluff

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Xiao

Xiao can get pretty heated, so he often says things he won’t mean during an argument.

He will always try to control his temper with you though. Knowing that you’re someone important to him, he’ll try his best not to upset you.

But sometimes that can be very difficult, especially when he’s really mad.

He’ll raise his voice and throw his hands around, looking for something to throw or break. He wouldn’t hurt you physically ever. But I’m times like this were he feels vulnerable he just wants to fight something to get out of whatever situation he’s in.

You know his ways, but you can’t help but find yourself a bit anxious with the way he’s behaving. He is a supernatural after all. You don’t want him to lose his temper completely.

“Fine! I didn’t want anything to do with you anyway,” or “Maybe you weren’t cut out for this journey after all!” The finishing blow to this argument that really sets the waterworks going.

He’ll immediately tense up if he hears you go silent, spinning around, He’ll notice the way your head drops and how your shoulders start to shake. As soon as he sees this, his terrible guilt will throw him towards you. Grabbing you shoulders or face and saying over and over again, “I apologise, I apologise..” cus it’s the only thing he knows to say.

Don’t be afraid to give him a piece of your mind, he’ll take it. And if you leave to go get some space he won’t follow you. He’ll let you have your time before coming back to him. Nothing hurts more than causing you pain. So trust he’ll do anything he can to prevent that in the future.

More under the cut :)

Childe

Oh he hates making you upset or seeing you cry. He’s definitely a pleaser boyfriend, so this will break his heart.

He got hurt during one of his fighting frenzies. Whenever childe’s riled up, he often goes out and slaughters monsters to cool his mood the adventure guild thanks him for it

He’d become a lot more frustrated lately, with the harbingers on his back and all this responsibility sitting on his shoulder, for him, getting a scratch or two was just all in a day’s work. But not for you.

Seeing him walk through the door limping, blood seeping from his head, clothes stained with dirk and all kinds of muck, stirred uneasy feelings from inside you. Childe never knew when to back down from a fight.

You dropped the mug you had in your hand, letting it smash into pieces on the floor of your apartment. Tears streaming down your face as you look at him wide-eyed. When was it ever going to be enough?

“Why can’t you ever come home in one piece?” You let out a saddened chuckle, Turning your head to try and stop the tears.

Childe made it to your side, kneeling down to pick up the broken pieces of porcelain in his scratched hands. You knelt down, lifting his bangs to see the gash at the crown of his head. He looked at you, eyes blank, as if it didn’t even hurt.

“This happens often, y/n, I’m still here right? Just a bit rough around the edges that’s all”

You stand up, frantically shaking your head until your whole mind is spinning. Shaky hands and loose tears, Childe has a look of pure anguish before he wraps his arms around you. Holding you tight to stop you from shaking.

Through all the dirt and blood, his heart is still beating and that’s what you needed most at this time, leaning you head in the crook of his neck, you slowing put your hands of his back.

“Don’t let me lose you, not now, not ever”

Zhongli

Zhongli isn’t the type of man to get frustrated often, so I don’t think he’d make you cry from saying something or behaving in a way you didn’t like. 

however, it’s his deteriorating memory that has you sad for him. As  Zhongli gets even older, his reminiscence of what he once was gets foggy. Once he realised this, it was decided that he would start to right down all the things that once were. People or beings he encountered while being the Geo archon. 

You remembered how he once told these stories to you during the start of your relationship. Legends of beasts and almost forgotten god’s. All residing in Zhongli’s memory like the pages of a story book. 

Each night got harder to watch as he scribbled messy thoughts in these books. Rushing to get them down before they fluttered away like a gentle breeze. 

Tonight, you had brought him tea and sat next to his desk. Watching his pen scribble on paper before ripping it from the book with a frustrated growl. letting the ball of paper fall to the floor with the rest of his scribbled notes. 

You reach a hand out to his own, and he absentmindedly wraps his hand around yours. Brushing his thumb against your wrist. Tears started to fall from your eyes, seeing his distressed look and tired body. 

“What are you writing about this time?” You whisper. He straightens up, surprised to see the tears running down your face. 

“Some memories of...” He begins to recite what he wants to write, and you instantly remember the tales he told you. Perhaps there is a way to geet these down after all. 

“Don’t cry, i’ll be in bed soon,” he cups your face in his warm hand. You let out out a quiet giggle and shake your head, laughing at the fact that he thought you were crying from loneliness. Reaching out, you rest a hand on his pen, picking it up and twirling it between your fingers. 

“I think It went more like this..” 

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