If I Remake My Oc, Would Y'all Write With Him His Name Is Mad, He's A Dragon And He's A Hitman

if i remake my oc, would y'all write with him 👀 his name is mad, he's a dragon and he's a hitman 🫣

How adorable are you?

"why does everyone think i'm adorable...?"

"i guess i'm getting older 'cause i'm less pissed." // @abysshearted

diluc sighs, though if one listens closely they'd hear the soft chuckle. he gestures for kou to sit.

"fine, fine. but you're going to the market with me tomorrow since you're eating me out of house and home." he wagers as he moves towards the clay stove in the corner.

∗ 42﹕ sender  barges  into  receiver’s  home  unannounced . (all your food is belong to kou)

— @feliisfortuna

he's tasting a sip of his newest juice concoction when the doors to the manor slam open. he jumps out of his skin and turns around, sighing when he spots kou.

“please, try not to knock the house down.” his tone is dry but close friends know it's his way of teasing.

“here for more grocery shopping?” he asks, a smirk tugging now as he sets the glass down.

an incident with a group of hilichurls involving one of his traders brought him further out into the countryside. ordinarily, sometimes a member of the guild or even the traveler would take care of the issue, but diluc is already out and about. he figures it wouldn't be a problem to take a detour.

after dispatching the horde of hilichurls and sending the trader on their way to the winery, diluc decides to take a moment to rest at one of the nearby statues before returning to his duties.

his feet crunch the ground, senses becoming alert when he feels a presence near him.

as he grows closer to the base of the statue, a voice calls out to him. he follows it to find a young redheaded boy, and he loosens his shoulders out of his defensive stance.

"apologies, i didn't realize someone else was here."

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It had been a long time since Luka had seen the sky but what baffled him more was how green this place was. Certainly he was not in Belobog since everything was still cold and frozen in some areas. He felt so out of place and overwhelmed by the sight that greenery spanned for miles that he had gotten dizzy.

He had stumbled upon this weird looking statue and decided to wait beside it. The air was warm and comforting, the smell of flowers all around, the sound of animals and birds chirping ... It was so much different from what he was used to. He was normally huddled in the corner for colder nights, rarely ever saw the sun and sometimes needed to stick to a heater that flickered and wavered with little power.

❝ I guess first I have to figure out where I am ... ❞

-- But relaxing and soaking in this atmosphere surrounding him didn't sound too bad at all. That was until a rustle was heard which shot open defensive blue eyes, his hands automatically turning into fists in defense to protect himself from anyone who might want to steal from him - not that he had anything valuable but his mechanical arm.

❝ Who goes there? ❞

( @noctuafought )