a social chameleon with a lean towards the supernatural gets in a fistfight with a mangaka outside a 7/11. this goes well for neither of them.
( diamond is unbreakable various x reader )
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The day before school started had been normal for you. Too normal, even. So normal that it was almost abnormal, a strange anomaly in the chaotic mess of a month you'd had.
Moving from the big city to live with your father was a strange adjustment. Morioh was a strange place, just based off of your first observation. Living with a man you hadn't seen since you were five was even stranger.
Your dad wasn't bad, by any means. Matsuo Hirota was a meek man who'd rather die than fight anyone. He could barely hurt a fly. He really wasn't much of an interesting person, either... but he was your dad, and he seemed genuinely happy to have you here. He hadn't even complained about your obscene amount of boxes like mom had!
"We can just drop these off in your room, and then we can drop down to the corner store to get dinner!" Dad smiles, ruffling your hair. For a man who went to the gym once a year at best, he was carrying the heavy boxes surprisingly easily. "Oh, I'm so excited to show you around! School starts tomorrow as well, so it's really lucky we got you here today... "
Yeah, he really wasn't all that bad.
With a loud thunk, he dropped the box on the floor. "Come on, let's get an umbrella and go get something to eat. You must be starving, considering you missed lunch." He muttered under his breath. "I should have made something for you anyways, I'm sorry."
"It's... it's fine." You smiled, squeezing his hand in yours.
"Ah, you grew up so fast!" He whined, "where'd my little girl go?" He pinched at your cheeks, a teasing smile on his face. "I remember when you used to barely reach my waist!"
"Yeah, yeah, old man..."
He gasped. "You're killing me! You're killing your old man!"
Yeah, this really wasn't so bad.
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You take it all back. This was awful.
Blood dripped from your nose. Touching it made you wince. Definitely broken. Lovely.
Your first day in a new town, and you just had to pick a fight. God, dad was going to fucking kill you.
Who the hell even was this guy, anyways? Green hair... some kind of... eggshell?
"M...marvelous. That was perfect! Hit me again! I need to sketch that expression as you do it!"
