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Heyyy, more writing! Which fic ideas would you guys like the most? I'm tagging my moots @ze-melon-lord and @grievetheliving3311

My Dad!Raf fic, as promised☺️

No Harm Done

cw// fem!reader(referred to as wife, mama, mother, etc), tooth rotting fluff, toy/bubble gun, some injury(soap in eyes and falling on soapy floor >:)), FLUFFFFF

wc; 1355 | proofread by the lovely @grievetheliving3311 | I'm calling the daughter Pearl bc I saw hc about Raf's first daughter being named Pearl and couldn't help myself☺️

A little girl really, absolutely, couldn't possibly do that much harm. Right? At least, that's what you assumed Rafayel must have been thinking when he gave your 5-year-old daughter a bubble gun.

You were simply sitting at the desk you had managed to cram into the bedroom, when you moved in with Rafayel. The desk was simple, wooden, not too tall, and not too short. Your laptop was propped comfortably in the rough middle of the desk, and there were various messy drawings, small paintings, and files scattered amongst the rest of your stationary. Your chair was soft, with a backrest that barely passed your head, and armrests at the perfect height. Not to mention how warm it was from the advancing dusk that infiltrated your pretty, white, curtains.

You weren't doing anything in particular, just scrolling on social media after a long day at work. You thought your husband was painting in his studio, letting your dear little gremlin run around and play. Yeah, you thought. Although, once you heard two sets of giggles, it became increasingly clear that you were wrong.

You decide to believe that Rafayel simply took a break to play with your daughter, and go back to what you were doing, when…

“Mama! Put yer hands where I can see ‘em!” The little girl bursts in with a huge grin on her face.

You can't help but smile as well, at the sight, until you see what she's holding.

It's hard to see in the dim, dusk lighting, but it looks somewhat like the weapon you use for work! Reasonably panicked, you quickly stand, and rush over to her.

“Sweetheart, where did you-” Relieved to suddenly find it isn't actually your gun, you wonder where she got a bubble gun from… Or rather, who.

“Baby, did Papa give you this?” You ask softly, tapping your index finger on the semi-hexagonal shape of bubble wands on the end of the ‘barrel’.

Pearl lets out an excited ‘mhm!’, and you can see where she previously lost one of her back teeth purely from how big she's smiling. It's kind of somber to see how fast your little girl is growing up, but, nevertheless, you have a culprit to catch.

You think for a moment…, how to scare your husband? Hmm… Aha!

“Do you wanna sneak up on Papa?” You propose, already preparing to let your little troublemaker climb onto your shoulders.

She beams, “Can we!?” Her eyes absolutely light up like the sea you swear is hidden in them.

You smile warmly, “We can,” You turn her around so you can pick her up and plop her on your shoulders.

Slowly, you stand up, a smirk playing on your lips. You secure the dear girl by gently holding her ankles, slowly creeping down the hallway. Quietly(though not quiet enough), you giggle, but Pearl playfully shushes you, and rests against the top of your head.

She holds the bubble gun so that your head acts as a stand for it. Your little shrimp giggles, gasping afterwards as if she'll shush herself.

Once you reach the end of the hallway, you hug the wall, scanning the living room-turned-art studio for your husband. You can hear the ticking of Rafayel’s analog clock, and the soft classical music he has playing.

Eventually, you find the chance to sneak up on him. Watching as he sits on a low stool to work on a smaller painting, you begin to creep forward with a big grin on your face. Slowly, once you might as well be breathing down his neck, you trail your right hand from your daughter's ankle and jolt! Rafayel’s shoulder with it.

“Hands up, Papa!” Your baby girl giggles.

Thinking nothing could happen, little Pearl pulls the trigger of her toy… just as her father yelps and turns around to face you…

“Oh! Raf, are you okay!?” You quickly, and gently, place the new culprit on the nearby couch.

You hurry back over to your husband, but…, you underestimate how slippery your daughter's earlier playtime has made the floor. You slip, clattering to your butt, right next to where Rafayel is wincing on his knees.

You can't hold back your laughter, but Pearl breaks first. She's giggling and writhing on the couch, while you and Rafayel begin to double over in laughter instead of pain. You're pretty sure the soap bubbles are making his eyes water, and despite the sting, and the soapy-salty tears on his cheeks, it's obvious his two guppies are his favorite people in the world. But you do have a mess or two to clean now…

Your daughter gasps loudly, “Mama! Papa! It got painted!”

The two of you look over in confusion, laughing when you see the tiny bit of paint that got on the toy. You look back at each other and your hand reaches out to brush some bubbles away from Rafayel's cheeks.

“Thank you, Treasure,” He smiles.

You had always liked the nickname. Though he wasn’t a pirate or anything, being the God of the Sea was close enough for you.

With a content sigh, you plant a chaste kiss to your husband’s lips, sneakily ruffling his perfect hair, “Let’s get all this cleaned up, yeah?”

You help Rafayel to his feet, moving to snatch your daughter up onto your hip. You guide Rafayel to the bathroom, letting him wash his eyes as you wander to the kitchen to take care of Pearl’s dilemma.

Kissing her forehead, you set the small girl down on the counter beside the sink. You start humming a soft tune, the one you always hum to help your mischievous guppies fall asleep. You turn on the faucet. She hands you the bubble gun, smiling giddily at the thought of it being cleaned.

You run the spot of paint under the warm water, figuring it'll get the paint off faster than cold water can. Pearl watches, mesmerized by the water whirlpooling in the drain as her father quietly approaches.

Much to your surprise, Rafayel gets his revenge. Sneaking up to hug you from behind, he lets the remaining water on his face drip down your nape. Out of surprise, you jump and end up letting go of the bubble gun. It hits the bottom of the sink, knocking the soap cartridge loose. You giggle obliviously, turning your head to receive another innocent kiss, as your beloved wipes away a few drops of water from your neck.

“Mama, look!” Pearl squeals, pointing at the sink.

And that's when you notice the sink is filling with bubbles, all thanks to the warm water and loose bubble cartridge. You let out a surprised yelp, quickly turning off the water.

“Oh…, Raf, ‘m sorry; lemme-”

“No, let me,” He interrupts, “You go lay down with Pearl.”

With a sigh, you wrap your husband in a grateful hug. Lifting your daughter into your arms, with a small ‘c’mon, sweet-pea', you wander back down to her bedroom.

After putting her into her favorite mermaid pajamas, you shuffle off to yours and Rafayel's bedroom. You lay down with her, humming as the two of you cuddle up under the huge blanket.

Without much effort, you both drift off as quickly as all this fun unfolded. Like a typical little kid, Pearl snores softly in your hold, safe in her mother's embrace. Rafayel’s pillow is soft beneath your cheek, justifying your habit of stealing his half of the bed.

Soon he comes back, figuring he could watch a movie with his wife and daughter, only to find you both out cold… on his pillow.

He sighs, shaking his head with a soft smile. He climbs into bed to face you, one arm sliding under you to rest your head on his toned-yet-cushy bicep. Rafayel wraps his other arm over your waist, trapping Pearl between your chests, rubbing your back while your mini-me curls up against her parents’ chests like a baby shrimp.

With the messes cleaned, and a happy sleeping family, the night goes off without a hitch; your dreams intertwining and your smiles softer than the pillows beneath you.

© a-yciecat

Fandoms and No-No's for requests!

The Rafayel fic is done! I'll be posting it this afternoon, sorry for the long wait everyone!💜💜💜

@grievetheliving3311

I have this one friend who absolutely loves Rafayel. Would you guys like it if I wrote a fluff fic about girl dad!Rafayel's and your daughter where he gave her a bubble gun and all chaos ensued?

mush's ultimate fic rec guide!

𓍊𓋼 a masterlist of all my favourite works made by various creators here on tumblr. most of these are series', but i've categorised them by 'series' and 'oneshots' just incase. i've made sure to tag them, link the posts, and add a brief summary for each, so y'all can digest and enjoy too! i'll also be updating this regularly (*ᵕᴗᵕ)⁾⁾

𓍊𓋼 please read through all of the tags listed for each fic carefully as i am not going to be listing them here! you control the media you consume.

𓍊𓋼 updated: 26/04/25 🔔

𓍊𓋼 key: ✩ = ongoing / ✮ = completed

Red Dead Redemption II

⟢ coming soon!!

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Baldur's Gate 3

⟢ coming soon!!

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The Last of Us

series

⟢ 'daddy next door' by @cavillscurls (dom! joel miller x sub! fem! reader) ✩

summary: "its summer in texas, and when the dashing joel miller moves in next door, your less than favorable life gets completely turned around."

⟢ 'of rage and ruin' by @corazondebeskar-reads (werewolf! joel miller x omega! fem! reader) ✩

summary: "joel miller made it twelve years into the apocalypse without getting bit. he turns into a much different kind of monster than he expected, though."

⟢ 'Waiting Game' by @gutsby (dbf! joel miller x fem! reader) ✩

summary: "joel miller has mastered the art of self-control in all areas except one: not fucking his friend’s daughter. a cross-country road trip home from college takes a hard turn when he’s forced to share a motel room with you."

Resident Evil

⟢ coming soon!!

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Call of Duty

series

⟢ 'Cherry Red, Crimson Blood' by @soaps-mohawk (tf141 x omega! fem! reader) ✩

summary: "task force 141 operates successfully without an omega, at least that’s what price has been saying since its formation. two alphas and two betas balance the pack just fine, and they have the numbers to prove it. it works for a while, until the omega initiative is born and the 141 find themselves having to adjust to the sudden addition of an omega to their pack. fresh out of an institute, you’re hardly fit for their secretive, dangerous world, or so price thinks."

⟢ '𝚂𝚎𝚛𝚟𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝙳𝚘𝚐 𝙹𝚘𝚑𝚗𝚗𝚢' by @void-my-warranty (simon riley x fem! reader x johnny mactavish) ✩

summary: you and simon have been together for years, but, unable to give you what you truly want in the bedroom, what you need, he decides to bring in the only other man he trusts to do the job -- johhny. as feelings grow and troubles arise, will this arrangement come to a crumbling head, or will there be an alternative solution?

⟢ 'AS NEEDED' by @novemberheart (tf141 x omega! fem! reader) ✩

summary: after having previously been rejected by task force 141, their decision to finally accept an omega into their pack comes with many troubles and uncertainty, and your new place here might not be as permanent as you think.

⟢ 'Jaws' by @alkalineapparition (simon riley x hybrid! fem! reader) (this one is on ao3) ✩

summary: "alone and half feral in a dirty cell, ghost finds you during a raid beneath a military research lab. it quickly becomes clear that something isn't right with you, your behaviour more beast than human. a result of horrific human experiments, you're a failed attempt at making genetically modified soldiers with killer instincts and keen senses. instead they produced you - a mutt. ghost is assigned to be your handler, to help you heal and shape you in to the 141's very own attack dog. but the bond between a handler and their beast eventually turns into something more..."

⟢ 'In Limbo' by @ilium-ilia (mafia! simon riley x fem! reader) ✩

summary: "joining the mafia is no different than selling a soul to the devil, and it's something simon riley is all too willing to do if it means keeping his family safe. it isn't until he meets you–the girl who runs from everything–that he realises there are much worse things to be caught up in."

⟢ 'Daughters with Soft Underbellies' by @ilium-ilia (outlaw! john price x fem! reader) ✩

summary: "all your life you have known nothing but the word of god and your father's short temper. every day, you are forced to turn the other cheek for minor mistakes you make within your father's gaze. yet, as a devout follower to god and your father, you have no one else to turn to. when the owner of the saloon tells you about some strangers lurking around town, you decide to take your chances with these wayward men in the hopes that they'll save you. but they are dangerous, conniving bandits; a fact you learn a little too late. you should have known that sheep who stray too far from the flock are at the mercy of the wolves. better sharpen those teeth of yours, little lamb."

⟢ 'anatomy of us' by @bi-writes (alpha! simon riley x omega! fem! reader) ✩

summary: "in an attempt to tame an unruly alpha, you are given. he did not come with warning labels. but neither did you."

⟢ 'Breaking Bread' by @softaestluv (simon riley x fem! reader) ✮

summary: "simon riley who is quite the anomaly of a man, or human, rather. your lieutenant who has only spoken a handful of words to you. simon riley who happens to be sat at the only open table in the mess hall."

⟢ 'Grease & Grime Won’t Break Your Bones' by @softaestluv (mechanic! simon riley x fem! reader) ✮

summary: "you never thought you were attracted to grease and grime, sweat and exhaustion, definitely needed a shower and scrub, but no one has worn it like he is."

⟢ (1) 'RETURN TO SENDER' (original) / (2) 'IN CONTEMPT' (sequel) by @sai-int (criminal! simon riley x fem! reader) ✮

summary: (1) "it was a joke. A letter to a criminal—uk's most wanted. you told him he was hot. told him you were a virgin. left your address, because it’s not like he’d ever get out, right?" | (2) "you tried to move on, but no one quite measures up; not to the way he touched you, not to the way he ruined you. but when he reappears, you can feel him even before you see him. the past has a way of punishing disobedience, and now, it’s here to settle the score."

⟢ 'RASPBERRY GIRL' by @peachesofteal (dom! simon riley x sub! fem! reader) ✩

summary: captain! simon riley takes an interest in the sweet and docile little bakery-worker and vows to make her wholly his.

⟢ '𝐋𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤' by @cinnamonghostcrunch (simon riley x fem! reader) ✩

summary: "where in you move to manchester to start fresh, only to cross paths with a mysterious local who changes everything. what started as an unexpected encounter soon evolves into something much more, growing increasingly complicated as his secrets and your doubts cast shadows over everything."

⟢ 'INK & NEEDLE' by @gloomwitchwrites (tattoo artist! simon riley x fem! reader) ✮

summary: "a night out in london to celebrate your friend’s upcoming marriage ends with a quick hook-up in a club’s green room. you don’t expect to see your masked man ever again, and you leave it as a one-time thing. three years later, you’re back in england, and find yourself facing the man you walked away from at that club. he's running a tattoo parlor just down the street from where you’re staying. over time, your paths cross and cross again until the two of you are tangled up in a messy web. will it last? or will one of you walk away?"

⟢ 'Martyr in the Making' by @eilidh-eternal (tattoo artist! simon riley x fem! reader) ✩

summary: he's an observer. notices the way you use getting tattoos as a thinly-veiled coping mechanism. he has a better way for you to cope though, things he can teach you that don’t involve needles, but would still leave his mark on your skin.

*major credit to all the creators mentioned, and to the ones i'm yet to discover! you guys are so talented and i love you ( ๑ ˃̵ᴗ˂̵)و♡

She who made his heart beat again...

Just Toji story ideas where it's your story when you meet, what happens, etc... What can I say, he has me on a chokehold at this point. (Toji x Fem!Reader) (SFW) (This story is based off if Toji had returned with Megumi after a few months of leaving him. Which ends up in the forming of a family. (Megumi is still a child as well as Tsumiki) Either this is gonna be good or just me rambling about how a relationship with him would be like and the way he feels... ANYWAYS! Enjoy my attempt at writing. (っ◔◡◔)っ ❤

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Toji who after a long day of "missions" comes home to see you. You're laying there in your shared bed, reading a book that you've been looking forward to. Megumi laid there with you, resting his head against your arm as he read along with you, meanwhile Tsumiki was fast asleep in your arms. You were so immersed you didn't hear the door click as it opened. Didn't hear his heavy footsteps along the hallways. You hadn't even registered how Megumi had lifted his head to look at his dad as he stood there in the door frame gazing at the three of you. Toji's voice had broken you out of your trance. "How can I expect my children to be safe if you're so caught up with that thing, huh ma?" He asked with a smirk, a sense of lightheartedness in his tone.

You lifted your head and jumped slightly at the fact that he was right there before you. You raised a brow but smiled at the sight of him. You knew he was playing. "Well to be fair you used to put yourself in situations where you could get enemies. So technically you're putting us in danger not me." You say and shrug your shoulders, a small smile gracing your features. Toji can only shake his head and smile lightly. He approaches the bed and lays down. He rests his head on your stomach, his arms wrapping around your waist, and around Tsumiki, one of his hand reach out to lazily ruffle Megumi's hair slightly. Causing the spikey haired child to groan in despair. Megumi then pushes his hand aside and moves closer to you, clinging to you. You could only chuckle slightly in response. Toji letting out a grumble and pulled Megumi down to be able to hug him. Megumi giving up and laying next to him. A small frown on his face. You chuckled and ruffled Megumi's hair slightly. Megumi's small hand coming to rest on yours, his small hand meeting the cold feeling of your wedding ring.

You see you know Megumi and Toji aren't really on good terms. Hell, Megumi sometimes doesn't even acknowledge his father, and much rather ignore him as if he doesn't exist. For Toji to up and leave Megumi and Tsumiki, it didn't really leave a good impression on him.

For him to appear again a few months later with another partner, you. It kind hit him hard. But Megumi knew you were just another person, you didn't know his issues, and didn't know of him at first.

And it was true.

Toji first saw you in a small shopping district. You were standing there in front of one of the stalls deciding whether to buy some fruits or not. Once Toji's eyes landed on you a smile graced his features. Something about you caught his eye. Maybe it was your eyes, your hair, your face? Just my type. He thought to himself with a grin. He then approached you and attempted to flirt with you, having in mind maybe a one night stand. Yet you rejected his attempts and completely ignored him.

Which left him completely stunned, after all women would usually be oggling him or by now be with him in his bed. Yet you politely declined and left him there standing. The vendor looking at Toji awkwardly and letting out a low. "tsssssssssss", rubbing salt to the wound. Toji turning to the vendor and glared at him. Toji threw the fruit back in the pile and left.

He tried shrugging it off at first. Not really bothered by it but then a week later he saw you standing there again looking upon the vegetable and fruits. He looked at you for sometime. Scanning you up and down. Looking upon your face and the way your hands moved to pick the fruit up.

You looked so peaceful, so calm, so beautiful to him. The sun shining perfectly on your face, leaving him breathless. A small grin forming on his face. He shook his head quickly getting rid of the thoughts and slapped his face sharply. No. He thought to himself as he repeatedly slapped his face.

Now you see technically you actually had just left work, tired, disheveled. Your hair in a slight disarray from how you tugged at it due to the stress of the office. Your eyes with dark circles under. But man, he liked it, like a lot. He grumbled as he walked up next to you, picking up the fruit he had decided to get. Trying to get rid of his thoughts. Maybe being next to you for a moment will get this need of you off of him.

You were reaching over to get a (fruit of choice) and he reached out to grab it as well. Your hand coming to rest on top of his. You both looked up at the same time and stared at each other for a bit. "I thought you weren't interested." He said with a hum, a grin crossing his face, cutting through the silence. He sure hoped you remembered how he hit on you last time, or this could turn awkward real fact. "Excuse me?" You asked, wide eyed a slight scowl forming on your face as you recognized the man before you.

Bingo! You did remember! You quickly tried to retract your hand but he grabbed onto it. "What are you-?" You asked but are cut off as he places a kiss to your hand. That was needless to say unexpected but not unwelcomed. Even he found it unexpected. Why'd I do that? He asked himself as he lowered your hand. You raised a brow at his gesture and quickly retracted your hand. "May I have the fruit back?" You asked with a tired sigh.

He then picked up the fruit and looked at it for sometime. A grin forming on his face. "I'll give it to you, in exchange I'll take your number." He said and inched the fruit closer to you. You sighed and grabbed another fruit from the fruit pile from the vendors stall. Toji looked at you slightly dumbfounded.

He might've, by chance, maybe, might’ve forgotten about the pile of fruit right next to the two of you. After all you were right in front of the fruit stall. "You didn't think this through did you" You say and smile in amusement. To be honest this was entertaining for you. After having spent the entire day in a crammed office this interaction somehow snapped you back socially. Reminding you that the stress of work isn't the only thing in life. Though you can't deny you hadn't expected him to approach you a second time. And even less considering the way you look. You then turn to the vendor and pay for your fruit. "I’ll see you around then.” You say with a small smile and turn your back to him, walking away.

That’s when it clicked for him. You were serious yet amusing, warm, smart, and apart from that you're one hell of a good looking woman. A grin spread across his face as he saw you leave.

From then on it was his mission to make sure your designated place is next to him. He wouldn’t dare call you his. After all you’re not a object. But damn once you two started dating he would say that you owned him. Without hesitation.

Well to himself he says it. He also wouldn’t dare tell you. Who knows what you’d do with that power. When the two of you did get together. After a lot of bantering, issues, and support for Toji's situation. After all he was a man far from perfect. And he still is, but he's owning up to his issues now. Learning and trying with all his might to be a different person.

So here he lays with you and his kids. Megumi eventually drifting into a sleep as he rests next to his father. Toji resting on your lower body, his head resting on your stomach. Meanwhile Tsumiki is snuggled up next to you.

How peaceful. You thought to yourself, a smile forming on you face. You resting your hand on toji's back and soothed him into a sleep. You then remembered how he used to act in the beginning of your relationship.

In the beginning of your relationship he had quite the issues. He'd get jealous easily, overprotective, and really touchy. Usually scaring away people from you due to his menacing form and imposing figure. You'd scold him, eventually leading to little fights here and there. Yet soon you got to the point of the issue.

The two of you had been walking together in the park, the place was quiet and it was just the two of you. It was a late night stroll. The kids were in the care of a baby sitter and the two of you decided to relax.

"You know Megumi's beginning to trust you." You said with a small smile. As you adjust your coat.

"You think so, huh?" Toji asked while he rested a hand on your waist, holding you close.

"Sure do, he is talking to you now, even if it's something like asking you to pass him the salt. He used to ignore you completely." A small chuckle leaving you.

Toji letting out a exasperated sigh. "Hope so." He says a bit of a solemn expression covering his face.

You reached out and patted his face gently. "Hey, it'll be fine. Little by little he'll get used to you." You say and smile at him gently.

"Easy for you, he accepted you pretty fast." He says and frown slightly and then pokes your cheek in a playful way.

"He'll get around." You say softly and reach your hand back, patting his sculpted back gently.

"You're a good one, ma" He said and looked at you with a soft smile. "Always know what to tell them, what to say, what to do. " He said and looked off in the distance, the last part barely audible. Almost as if looking back into his thoughts.

There had been moments in your relationship you had seen Toji space off.

One of them being when he was holding a sleeping Megumi in his arms. Carrying him to his room. He had set Megumi down, tucked him in and stood there. Looking at his son. His hand coming to rest on Megumi's spiky hair. Looking specifically at his hair.

You look at him, your eyes searching his face, to be able to dive deep into his soul. To be able to catch what he was so lost in.

"Tell me about her." You say softly, breaking Toji out of his trance. His head whips back to face you. His body tensing slightly.

"Tell you what?" He asked, a sense of small hostility in his voice.

"Tell me about Megumi's mom, his real mom." You rub his back gently, soothing his tense body. "I don't mind, I won't be hurt with you talking about her. Tell me. I’m curious of the woman who brought Megumi into this world.” You say softly, a reassuring smile gracing your features.

Toji hesitated, but his eyes soon met yours. He didn't see judgment. But rather love. You knew he had a wife before hand. Knew he had changed his last name to hers and it didn't bother you. In fact you admired it. You found it so beautiful the devotion he had to her. You'd always wished for something like the love he has for his wife. Now you had him and he had you. Two people that have come to trust one another, enough to talk about their past lives, experiences, and truths.

Maybe this is what he really liked about you. You didn't judge him with his issues, but also didn't agree with him. You had your own thoughts but also respected the thoughts of others. But most of all you didn't criticize him. Didn't scrunch your nose when you saw him. Didn't look at him with pity or disrespect. But empathy, love, and warmth. One that eased into his stone heart.

Toji then sighed and looked off into the distance. "You remind me of her at times." He said as he rubbed the back on his neck nervously. "With how kind you are. With the way you act at times. Maybe that's why I approached you at first. Yet she was her own person."

"She was a stubborn woman at times." He said with a hint of a solemn smile. "Strong willed, gentle, and beautiful." He said, his voice lowering slightly as he spoke, almost as if he's running back to his thoughts.

You rested your hand on his shoulder gently. "She sounds like a beautiful person." You say gently a small smile on your face.

Toji then looked back at you, a solemn smile on his face. "She is, she still is." He said softly as his eyes met yours. "You know I don't date you because you remind me of her at times. You're quite the person" He said as his hand came to rest on your head, his fingers combing through your hair.

"You're quite amusing, ma." He said with a grin as he ruffled your hair.

You groaned slightly and was about to push him away when he pulled away and walked ahead of you.

You looked at him a bit dumbfounded but shook your head. Something tells me that's all I might ever hear about her. You stood there thinking to yourself.

He's not ready to tell me all. You thought. But...I'm glad he trusted me to tell me even just the slightest details. She really must've been very important to him. You thought to yourself a small smile forming on your face. That's a beautiful type of love. I wonder if he'll come to love me as much as he loves her.

You're then snapped out of your thoughts as Toji calls you from far away. "Yo! What's got you so spaced out?" He asked, a brow raised and a small frown on his face.

You looked up at him, a warm smile covering your face, a small hum escaping your lips. You laced your fingers with his and kissed his cheek gently. "C'mon let's get home, the babysitter is gonna end up calling soon." You say with a hum and walk ahead of him.

You then heard a small chuckle behind you. His foot steps getting louder as he approaches you, wrapping his arms around your neck, resting the back of your head on his chest. "You know I love you right?" He said softly as he kissed the back of your head gently. You then craned your head back and looked up at Toji. "I don't know do I?" You ask with a playful tone.

Toji rolled his eyes, he then looked down at you, his face hovering over yours as he leaned in to fill in the small space. His lips meeting yours. He then pulled away slightly but wrapped his arms around your waist. "How about now, ma?" He asked a grin on his face. You chuckled lightly and nodded your head. "Yeah yeah romantic, now lets go." You said and rolled your eyes, a smile forming on your face. “Don’t wanna be left behind do you?” You ask with a teasing smile.

He stayed still for a bit staring at you. You looked at him slightly confused a brow raised. He then walked up to you his hands resting on your hips. “I ain’t letting you go, ma. Not now not ever. Don’t wanna lose this.” He says as he leans in and kisses you. " I already lost someone precious, I ain't losing anything precious every again." He says as he swoops you off your feet bridal style.

You cry out in surprise but nonetheless wrap your arms around his neck and rest your head on his chest. "Soooooo, is this why you get jealous easily, and protective?" You ask with a grin that eventually forms into a warm smile.

Toji looking down at you his eyes widening as he hears your sentence. He then turns his head away from you averting his gaze. Thinking about something. "Damn right it is" he says with a hum as he turns back to face you, his lips meeting yours.

That day the two of you arrived home, swooped the kids in your arms and put them to rest. Megumi's tired body resting in your arms. Meanwhile Tsumiki was fast asleep in her father's arms. You hadn't noticed as Toji's eyes softened as he saw you hold a sleepy Megumi in your arms.

You really were you own person. You had your own ways of talking, acting, and being. Different from her. Yet he liked it. He liked you so much that he couldn't bare losing you. He couldn't deny the relief he felt that day.

Now days pass, months, years. And his eyes soften each time he sees you. His heart swells when he sees the way you take care of his kids. His heart quickens when he see your body. His lips come to meet yours as he loves you. He wouldn't change it for anything. His home is that were you are. Where you are with the kids, ensuring they're healthy, ensuring they're taken care of, ensured they're loved. Home is where he finds love.

Toji stirs slightly as he wakes up, Megumi still resting in his arms. Meanwhile Tsumiki is asleep, resting on a few pillows. He lazily looks around and doesn't notice you. He slowly gets up, moving Megumi into a more comfortable position. Laying him down to Tsumiki.

He then walks out the door, hearing the sound of water running and dishes clinking. He sees you there, washing dishes. Humming a song of your liking. It was such a warm view to him. That of domestic tranquility.

A smile graced Toji's face. He walked up to you. Wrapped his arms around you waist as he rested his face in the crook of you neck. You were used to this at some point of your relationship. "You sleep well?" You ask gently as you continued washing the dishes, the warm water running over your hands. Toji just grunts in response as his grasp around your waist tightens. "Toji-?" You ask confused about to turn around until you feel a drop of water fall onto your neck.

A tear. A tear left Toji's eye. His face buried in your neck. His arms wrapped around you, not letting you go. His emotions taking over. There'd be times you were unaware of how Toji looked at you, felt about you, of how he was so very grateful you came into his life. Helped him, saved him, and healed him. Maybe seeing you there. a ring now on your finger, in a calm domestic setting. It tugged at his strings, made him really realize what he has now and what he knows he'll never let go. Now that he has what he always wanted. What he had come to yearn for so much. A family. A love. Someone to understand him. Oh how grateful this man is of you. Promising the vows you made on your wedding day that he'll stay faithful to them.

Your wet hand comes to rest on his. Easing him. His grip on your loosening. A reassuring smile on your face, as you hear Toji cry, as you feel his tears fall on you. Till you both grow sick and old. Till you let your last breathe. May this love exist as long as you two live.

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I'll be completely honest, I don't know where I was going with this. But it was fun writing it and this is the way I see Toji Fushiguro. A kind man when it comes to the person he loves, but completely ruthless to anything else. Oh well. :) -Also don't be afraid to make requests on characters^^ I write other fanfics as well so don't worry-

Choso! Win over my heart!

Choso X Fem. Reader (SFW) (Reader likes collecting and wearing earrings. Which causes them to constantly go shopping for earrings. Not only that but the reader finds some sense of comfort in wearing them. The reader can find themselves to suddenly get really anxious and panic if they don't wear their earrings in a public space. Reader has trust issues and well despite having dated choso for months, she finds a side of her doubting them, even if she really doesn't want to. Reader is shown to have trust issues and I really hope this can help some of you see yourselves in it. I personally have trust issues and it can get the best of me, even if it's foolish and doesn't make sense. So I wanted to depict that, because sometimes those thoughts really can isolate us from what's in front of us. There's a better explanation on what I wanted to focus on at the end of the post.)

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You've been trying to buy some new earrings recently, searching online but not really finding any of them to catch your attention. You got pretty frustrated about it. Choso noticed your change in mood, and knows about your obsession with earrings. He's seen the different earrings you have on the displays in your room, and when you go out on dates you're always wearing a different pair each time, which he likes to notice and later on talk about the story on how you picked them out. Whether you found them in a store or stumbled upon them on the internet. Sometimes it led to interesting stories. Like how you almost fought a 15 year old for the last earrings of your character that was limited edition. Which amused Choso. So he found it weird when you were out on a date together and noticed you not wearing any earrings. He sees your mood is pretty sour and that you seem to shift uncomfortably. You seem to have enclosed yourself more, barely talking to him and instead distancing yourself. Choso found this pretty surprising, He knew you really liked earrings and found that they were a sense of comfort to you, but he never saw how you'd react without them. So this led to you spacing out and walking alongside Choso. Choso held your hand and guided you. Soon enough you found yourself in front of a hot topic. (You see throughout the few months you've spent dating you've found yourself hesitant. Having gained trust issues throughout your years of growing up.)

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Your thoughts were gone. You reached up to your where you earlobe is and didn't feel the familiar sensation that you would when you would wear your earrings. You didn't have them on to be able to fidget with. Dammit, I should've just put on some random earrings instead of having worried about it not matching the outfits. You see you knew that if the earrings didn't match it would be bothering you the whole day. You had to have everything matching. Your perfectionism just would let you. Yet now you wish that you would have just put on any earrings really! Yet all you could do was sigh and shake your head. Why do I do this to myself... You thought. You found yourself fidgeting, holding onto your white cardigan while you other hand was intertwined with Choso's. Your nerves were getting to you. Your palms were sweaty and you felt your stomach churn. Your head started to pulse and you find yourself short of breathe. No not again. not now. You thought, as your repeated it in your head. You started walking slower, you hand tightening around choso's. It's like you were isolated, in a small cube. You felt as if your body was being compressed, you lost your rhythm of breathing and thought to yourself. How do I breathe? Like a barrier was isolating you. Before you even knew it Choso took notice, he stopped walking and faced you, as you came to a halt. He placed his other hand on your face and caressed your cheek gently. You jolted in surprise, having been snapped out of your thoughts. Choso looked down at you, concern etching his face. "Hey, love. Are you okay? What's wrong?" his voice was a sense of comfort. Your breathing came to a regular pace. The churn in your stomach slowly leaving you. Your head was starting to clear and you found yourself able to start focusing on what was in front of you. It took you sometime to process why Choso was looking at you like that. Ultimately his questions did click and you tried to wave him off. " I'm okay cho, don't worry. I'm just.. well I'm not really used to not wearing earrings. It's hard to explain" You said nervously but relaxed as you felt Choso's hand rest on your cheek.

You see, choso and you had just started dating a few months ago. You didn't want to weird him out, scare him, or worse have him dump you. But what you didn't see was that those thoughts would have never crossed Choso's mind. Not even in the slightest. Choso looked at you concerned, his eyes scanned your face for any sign of discomfort and his expression softened as he saw the way you relaxed under his touch. He leaned in and gave a small kiss to your forehead, as he wrapped his arms around you gently. "C'mon, let me buy you something." He said with a small hum as he draped an arm over your shoulder. You were slightly confused, not having really seen choso act randomly. Usually on dates you two would have a small schedule, he'd take your out to eat, you'd later go on to read books in the library, him sitting beside you and resting his head on your shoulder. Meanwhile you'd be immersed in the book you read. You'd then go to a mall, walk around, maybe walk into stores that you two had been wanting to go to. A organized yet calm and comforting schedule. So you were confused when he decided to do something you found well....spontaneous? You started to get slightly nervous, spacing out. A million of different thoughts racing and fighting in your head. When suddenly you felt Choso's hand brush gently against you back rubbing circles, soothing you. You looked up and then saw before you the sign of Hot Topic.

You hadn't noticed but a small smile formed on your lips. He looked down at you and smiled gently. "Go on love, choose anything you'd like." He said, his voice soothing your thoughts. That's when you felt that burst in your chest. You heart racing, cheeks turning red, and your breathing coming to a halt. Oh this man, this man is sure going to change you. You thought to yourself. Choso only looked at you and smiled gently softly placing a kiss on your head. You looked at Choso and smiled, your eyes lit up and found yourself lost in him. You turned to the store and walked on in, wrapping an arm around his as he followed you, a smile gracing his features as he sees your body relax upon the sight of the earrings on display. You looked upon the display, some funny earrings shown. Like a little duck holding a knife or something a bit more elegant. Like a moon crescent with dangling gems. Choso looked upon you with love in his eyes. The way you were focused. Evaluating each earring but took note on how you hesitated on buying some of them. He leaned in slightly and took notice that the ones you seemed to like more were a bit more costy. Choso smiled softly as he noticed how despite him saying he's the one to pay, you still found yourself worrying about the price and how much it would sum up to in the end. A hour passed by as you finally decided on three pairs of earrings. ( Authors note: Now you might ask why a hour for just three pair but you see sometimes you gotta be picky and indecisive. Sometimes it can take longer... If you know what I mean.)

You started to walk up to the counter, readying yourself to beat choso before he arrives, noticing that he seemed to be looking at some earrings. But as you placed the earrings down Choso appeared right behind you and placed a pile of earrings before you. Your eyes widened as you scanned the earrings and noticed that all of them were earrings that you had looked at, inspected and found yourself wanting to buy but hesitant. You were about to protest to choso but he just winked at you and paid the order before you could say anything, so there you were, walking outside the store a small bag full with earrings. To say you were surprised wasn't even the start of it. Choso looked at you, warmth in his eyes. "You're going to have a bigger collection now." He said with a soft hum. You looked up at him, gazed at him, you could hardly believe what he had just done. Yet you were grateful, grateful that he noticed the smallest thing about you some people wouldn't even bother to notice. You wrapped your arm around his, rest you head on his shoulder as you walked together to your house. Choso hummed a light tune, he would look at you every now and then, noticing that your eyes seemed tired and would close for a few seconds. Must've been from the anxiety, he thought to himself. So he offered a piggy back, a playful smile gracing his face. You nodded at him and soon enough your arms were wrapped around his neck and your legs around his waist. You noticed his smell, his warmth, and the softness of his hair. The way the wind blew, spreading his scent. The way his soft hair moved in the air and how You felt at ease. A relief washing over you. You nuzzled your face between his neck and gave a soft kiss his to cheek. You noticed his ears flush red and his hand give a gentle squeeze to your thigh. It didn't bother you, not even in the slightest, instead you felt warmth, security, and love for the man who was holding you. You've succumbed to his warmth and his to yours. You eyes closed and you found yourself drifting off, a smile resting upon your face.

This is your peace.

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[ Authors note: I based this off of like comfort items, personally I can't really go out without putting on some earrings. I tend to buy a set of earrings once a week so you can imagine how big my collection is.... I tend to feel uncomfortable when I don't have earrings on when I'm in public. In some way I find the earrings to protect me in some way. Kind of like how hoodies are to some people, or a bracelet that a close friend gave you can make you feel. I don't know if it's something to do with my anxiety.... It's hard to explain. So I really want Choso to showcase that person, a loving one, one that would move the land and sea to make sure you're comfortable. To make sure that you know they love you. Also cause I'm delulu for Choso and really love him .3.) I wanted to showcase how the reader is insecure about relationships, in general reader is shy, anxious, hesitant, really has a lot of issues with them but honestly, I don't want perfection in the reader, I wanted something a bit more vulnerable. I wanted to write a reader where they hit a point of vulnerability where they need that guidance at some point. Even if they try to hide it. I wrote something that I felt would target someone like me and really just bring a sense of comfort. Where the reader finds comfort in the person who has shown to love her more than anything, even if they're hesitant and well to be honest, a reader where a side of her tells her that she doesn't deserve this, that she's weird and that she doesn't really have trust in other and even in herself. Where in the end her mind tells her she's probably being selfish in allowing herself to indulge in the comfort. When in reality it can be a rewarding feeling, a feeling I believe every person deserves when they find themselves with that person that would move the land and sea for them. I really hope at least one person can relate and well find my work enjoyable. (Or maybe I'm just weird, and sad, and alone ;sob;...) -Anyways I hope you enjoy my writing^^ -Also I didn't proof read it...I'm sorry (AND IM SO SORRY IF IT'S OUT OF CHARACTER!!!) -I'm confusing myself just writing my explanation....]

I’m Bored, So Send Me Your “x Reader” Requests.

(Unfinished: Work In Progress)

Rules:

NO NSFW, The Author Is Repulsed By Anything Retaining To THAT Topic.

Both Romantic & Platonic

Angst Is Allowed: “If It Hurts It Works!”

Fluff Is Always Welcome!

Any Character, Even Background, I Don’t Judge!

Any Gender!

It’s Fiction, You Can Be Anything.

No Incest, Underage, Just Be A Decent Person.

Fandoms I’ll Do:

Comics:

Sonic The Hedgehog Media

Web Series:

Hazbin Hotel

Marble Hornets

The Walten Files

The Mandela Catalog

Cartoons:

Pac-Man And The Ghostly Adventures

Huntik Secrets And Seekers

Marvel

Avengers

Justice League

Hazbin Hotel

Ever After High

She-Ra Princess Of Power

The Dragon Prince

Winx Club

Games:

Sally Face

Little Misfortune

Fran Bow

Resident Evil

Dark Deception

Bendy And The Ink Machine

Slenderman Games

Lego:

Legends Of Chima

Ninjago

Elves Secrets Of Elvendale

City

City Adventurers

Friends

Dreamz

Anime:

Glitter Force

Bleach

Naruto

Bungo Stray Dogs

All Yugioh Series’s(Except Sevens)

Hunter Keigan x fem s/o who’s a big sofite, a bit of a klutz as well and blushes really easily.

❆CLERK HEADCANONS❆

I apologize for the delay! Sorry I can't give better material, if anyone wants to order please specify what you want. I will leave my master list so you can see my other materials.

This is the shortest thing I've done so far, I'm a bit busy and some keys don't work on my keyboard. srry </3

MENU and MASTERLIST.

Warning: Fluff, neutral gender,

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For Keigan this is cute and annoying at the same time.

She really likes it when you blush.

She will flatter you in any way possible to see your cheeks redden like a couple of strawberries.

Se likes to hold your cheeks when they're red, you're too cute.

The only thing she hates is that this effect can be applied by anyone who flatters you and she doesn't like that.

She would have no problem with you being a little clumsy, but please. Don't be near her when she's working.

You can be as clumsy as you want around her, except during her work hour.

She doesn't want you to trip and spill ink on her papers or worse, hurt yourself.

She will try to be attentive to you at any time so that you do not hurt yourself.

So please. Get away from the dish drawer before you-.

What did I tell you? God, you're a little troublemaker, what will she do with you?

How about a Keigan Nicholas Keogh x fem s/o who’s super shy and affectionate (can be 18+ if you want)

❆Clerk Headcanons❆

Well, writing to Clerk will be difficult because we don't get a lot of information about her, but I can write with the little information we did have, so I'll do my best.

This is going to be more of a hc so sorry if you wanted a one-shot.

Warning: Conspiracy, obsession, f/f, shy!affecionate! reader, twisted justice.

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So how could this be?

Someone like her dating someone like you?

You're too shy to even think about talking to her.

Perhaps what attracted Keigan's attention was your dream for a just world, where people get the justice they deserve and those who do wrong get their punishment.

At the beginning of the relationship, your shyness was completely replaced by your affectionate way of relating to her.

Keigan doesn't care if you're too shy or too affectionate, she loves you for who you are.

You had to keep the relationship a secret, you knew the world couldn't stand to see them together, for people the fact that they were together was so frowned upon.

What both felt was true and pure love, neither your parents or other relatives would have to interfere in your relationship.

Keigan always had that desire to help people get the justice they wanted, his father fulfilled his dream… Through his brother. He wasn't fit to show justice, so she did what she had to do.He wasn't fit to show justice, so she did what she had to do.

Years passed and Keigan's dream came true, justice could be exercised as it should be. You were with her all that time, you were an accomplice in what she did to her brother.

You decided to shut up because you love her more than anything in the world and anything that made her happy also made you happy.

No one ever suspected anything of you and Keigan, no one would suspect Keigan's too shy friend and neither of her herself.

She only needs you and no one else, your shyness and affection completed her more than her justice. She would never let anything happen to you, eventually both of you would be together as it should be.

And it's only over until the fat lady sings.

Woah this was a bit off the original theme srry if this isn't what you wanted.i do my best at this when more is revealed about clerk i will do a rework of this headcanon.

Mistress Lady

Warning: f/f, non-consensual touching, brainwashing, manipulation, amnesia, innocent reader, mention of rape, mention of blood (light).

She speaks to you with beautiful words, promising you eternal life and the realization of your deepest desires.

You obey her like a servant who obey his master.

How many years pass after you agree to become his sevant? You can't remember. The memories erased from your mind.

She lets you do whatever you want for some reason, that indirectly sets you apart from the other servants.

What draws his attention to you? Was it your innocence? Was it your frail body? Was it your inability to do anything for yourself?

When you try to ask her, she laughs and says:

"You inquire for something that doesn't make sense. How can you not see it? You have eyes and you cannot see, but I have a cloth over my eyes, and I can see everything perfectly."

You can't understand… Or you don't want to understand.

"It's nice... " You murmur. You gently touch the belly of the hedgehog, caressing it skin gently.

"Just a hedgehog, why are you fascinated by that thing? There are different types of animals more exotic than that thing. Of all of them you only want to see this one." She's on your side, wagging her long tail in a bored way, her arms intertwined. Waiting for you done with that one.

The hedgehog trembles in your hand, trying to escape your gentle touch.

"This thing is cute..." Another gentle touch on the belly and the hedgehog calms down. "And it's the one I want to see for now… The reason I want it is because it reminds me of a fly trying to escape from a spider's web, he is the fly and I am the spider but with the difference that I don't just want to eat him I want to love him."

Yidhra just stay there, listening to you, listening to every word you say carefully.

Everything remains in a serene silence, Yidhra lost in his mind, and your mind lost with the gentle caresses of the hedgehog.

"Mistress Lady... " You talk with her. Getting her attentin.

"Yes?" Yidhra shakes her head at you. waiting for your question.

"Can we take care of this?" You show her the hedgehog with an innocent childish smile.

She watches you for a moment, putting her hand on her forehead tired of this situation. "Do not."

Your innocent smile instantly breaks when she says that.

"Why?" You leave the hedgehog, your once happy face now turning into a pout. Tears threatening to pour out of your eyes.

"We don't have time for this, come on." She leaves you alone in an instant.

"I'm sorry, little hedgehog, but… I can't take you with me." You put the hedgehog on the ground, get up and start walking behind Yidhra.

Again… You can't remember what you do next, you just know that you were in a strange place in the middle of a flower bed, feeling the last rays of sun on your face

Your attention moves to the flowers around you and then to your arm, where a painful pulsation is felt. It's hurt.

"Finally you wake up." Yidhra's voice appears in the midle silence.

You jump with your head towards her, Yidhra is very tall compared to you, her posture shows authority and power. And yours only shows fragility and naivety.

"The sun will go down and the night will come out. Isn't beatiful?"

"Yes." Do you remember, the hedgehog. Your attention shifts and Yidhra notices it. And she doesn't like it. "I really love the little hedgehog…" A soft murmur escapes your mouth, but Yidhra hears it.

Hiss

"How that simple animal can be loved by you? You're not supposed to remember it." She shound really angry.

"I really want it, please let me have it. "You ask naively. Pressing on the subject, but she really has enough of this.

"I said... No! I'm telling you for a long time, we're not going to have an animal with us." She hisses "That animal will distract you from your tasks!" She grabs your arm with such force, hurting you. "You'll obey me! I'm your master! You belong to me!

"It hurts." You tears fall down insteanly. "You, you scared me." You try to free out her grab.

"Oh, Honey, you shouldn't have scared of me." Her face changes to a smile, she was enjoy your tears, your fear, your pain. "I just want to protec you. That is bad?" Yidhra cleans your tears with his finger.

Her long, sharp nails wiped away your tears, cutting your cheek in a fine line.

“Ouch.” you instinctively moved away from his hand.

She just smiled, looking at the thin line of blood slowly trickling down your cheek, and slowly releasing your arm.

She was getting excited.

Your fear was interesting.

You leave me no choice.” She took the cloth that covered his eyes with his fingers and lifted it revealing his eyes, while parting his lips in a pointy-toothed smile.

Her bright, deep purple eyes caught your attention, hypnotizing you in the process. Completely forgetting everything around you to only focus on the brilliance of her.

"What are you doing standing up!? Go back to your bed! Can't you see you hurt yourself!?" A concerned woman's voice invaded her mind.

"I just want to play… Like them."

"You can't! And you never will! Please stop hurting yourself!"

The voices differed in tone, the first spoke desperately and uneasily and the second voice spoke nonchalantly exasperating the woman.

"I only care about you… You're the only thing we have."

"You dont need to care about me, im not a child anymore." The young girl looks at her feet.

The woman doesn't care what she say. She forced her to return home.

That young girl... looks like her, but she can't remember who the other woman is or when that happens.

When she recovered, she feels a thick fluids between his hands.

She switches her vision to her hands, discovering that the liquid was blood. Fresh blood, falling down her arms and ending in the flowers below her.

"W-what?" she can't believe what happened, where is that blood from? Or the blood is not hers? If the blood isn't hers, who's?

"Oh, honey. My dear Xia." Yidhra's voice.

"Xia? That isnt my name..." You remember.

She never calls you a name, calling you like Honey all this time, living and thinking Honey was your name. It was only a nickname that she gave you, and you taking it as your real name all this time.

Now that you remember, you never had one, it was just her calling you Honey, but never your real name.

Because right now?

But now the most important thing was the… blood, blood that dripped from your hands.

Sea lo que sea que ella haya hecho, te dolia demaciado el cuerpo, como si hubieses sido golpeada.

The moment she uncovered her eyes, you didn't know anything, just that memory, what had happened? She… forced you to do something you didn't want to?

Had she touched you too?

Certain intimate parts of your body hurt, did she do something to you?

If the blood wasn't his or yours… did that mean maybe you had killed someone?

Impossible

As someone like you could even hurt another person, you are just… someone fragile and weak, too naive and innocent to the point that it could be said that you are just… someone too foolish.

A quick thought ran through your mind, you looked at her quickly, the smile that you thought was affection now just looked… just arrogant…

Weapon.

You quickly searched your surroundings, if you hurt someone… that meant there was a weapon involved.

"Are you looking for this?" Her mocking voice called out to you. You quickly saw her again. "This is what you want to see so much?" She showed you the weapon.

You instinctively covered yourself when you saw the weapon fly from his hands, but you were able to calm down when the weapon just landed at your feet.

A pickaxe.

Dirty, rusty and old, fresh blood running down the tip.

You brought your legs closer to your chest, curling up on the ground, had you really done something like that? How? How!?

You felt the scaly texture imprisoning you, Yidhra's claws ran over your belly, rising slowly, brushing your breasts, collarbone, shoulders until reaching your face. Where she held you by the cheeks while she laughed.

"What's wrong my little Xia? Is there something you don't like?" She laughed.

"L-likes me? What's wrong with you!?" You tried to push her away but her grip was stronger.

His smile faded.

"Do you not like what I do for you?" She pressed harder on your cheeks. "Isn't that enough? Do you want more? Can I give you more"

You felt the burning of the wound on your cheek.

"W-what are you talking about? Of course I don't like this!" you shook yourself "What have you been doing to me all this time?" You grab her hands with the intention of moving them away from your face but she is stronger.

She was silent for a while, then laughed.

"What did I do to you?" She scoffed. "The real question here is. What have I not done to you yet?"

His hands came down once more, touching your chest affectionately, thick tears welling up on your terrified face.

"I've been too good to you this time and always rewarded you, isn't it time to take my reward too?"

Your clothes slowly parted from your body, you squeck in fright.

"Obey me like a good servant."

I will be gentle.

(inspired by @enderpearlll fic)

POV: bob got inside y/n's house and found their photos and documents

Work of Art

Request: hey there :0 recently found yr blog and i just wanna say yr writing is really good! i saw yr requests were “openish” so if this is an inconvenience then that’s ok and you don’t have to write anything :) but connor murphy w a male reader who likes to draw? and he draws them together in his free time? maybe babies connor a lot in private too? (^^*)if you decide to do this, ty! if not, that’s ok too! keep up the good work ♡🦑 Word Count: 498 Words Warnings: Connor being insecure Author’s Note: heyy...how yall doin... so sorry to the anon that requested this it took me a year and then some to finally write it and it’s bad... anyways... have a good day/night :) <3

You were sitting in the art room one day during study hall as usual when all of a sudden someone else came into the room

You were startled because usually, it’s just you and the art teacher this period.

A boy, probably another student judging by the style of his clothes, came in, nodded his head at your teacher as a greeting, signed in, and sat at a table on the other side of the room

He took out a sketchbook that looked very well loved with stickers all over the front and back covers

He could feel your eyes on him and looked over

You quickly put your head down and felt the tips of your ears grow warm in embarrassment

After that, the two of you drew in your respective sketchbooks silently

The period passed and you didn’t leave the room as you had actual art class next period but neither did the mystery boy

Once the rest of your classmates were settled into their seats, except for the mystery boy,  Ms.Anne stood up in front of the class, “Hello Everyone! I hope you’ve all had a good day so far. As you can see we have a new student with us. This is Connor Murphy, he just started here so please help him feel welcome. Connor, you can sit at the table back there with Y/N.”

You felt your eyes grow wide, no one has sat next to you for the whole year why did that have to change now?

He searched for a minute before his eyes found yours

He came and sat down next to you and you decided to introduce yourself to make him feel welcome or whatever Ms.Anne said.

Surprisingly he responded and you two talked through the rest of the period and the rest is history.

He quickly became your favorite thing to draw

At first, you kept the drawings hidden in fear of him being creeped out but as you grew closer you eventually showed him the drawings

He cried when he saw them because he never imagined someone seeing him in a positive way like you did

Soon after you showed him the drawings the two of you started dating

You loved that you were now able to give him all the affection he deserved (never in public though because he had a reputation to uphold)

And now you could make him pose for all the drawings you want

He drew you on occasion but was insecure about his art even though you constantly assured him it was incredible

For your one-year anniversary, you drew Connor’s favorite picture of the two of you

Once he opened it and saw what it was he practically jumped at you to kiss you and give you the biggest hug

You two stayed like that for a while

For all your anniversaries after that you drew his favorite picture of the two of you from the last year <3

Connor Murphy Helping Reader Through a Panic Attack

Request: Request for helping reader through a panic attack over family?- Anon

Word Count: 552

Warnings: Description of panic attack, mean parents, not proof read, and bad writing

Authors Note: omg it’s been less than a week and i’m already posting again whattt. anyways this is literally so bad but yolo also HAPPY FIRST DAY OF OCTOBER AKA THE BEST MONTH OF THE YEAR, thinking about writing a halloween themed fic but don’t hold me to that.  anyways hope you enjoy and have a great day/night <3 :) (any feedback is also greatly appreciated!)

you loved your family just like everyone else

but sometimes they could be overwhelming 

you had already had a bad day at school so when you got home you were ready to just go hide in your room 

that was until everyone needed something from you

now you had to do dishes, laundry, and help with homework before you could retreat to your room for the night 

you had managed to do what you were supposed to (barely) 

apparently your efforts were in vain though cause you got reprimanded for the ”poor” quality of your work

after the berating was done you knew you had to get out of the house just for a little bit 

your parents let you go on a walk so you went to the park and asked connor to meet you there 

while you were waiting all the feeling of the day hit you at once and suddenly you were crying and it was hard to breathe 

you don’t know how much time passed between then and when connor showed up, it could’ve been anywhere five minutes to five years and you wouldn’t have known 

connor already knew where you’d be thank god. the two of you were frequent visitors to this park and had designated a specific area as your own 

when he saw you, you were sobbing quietly on the ground

“hey what’s wrong?” asked connor approaching you like someone would a scared animal 

you looked up at him and started crying harder

“hey hey hey come here” he said opening his arms, your safe haven 

once you were securely in his arms connor started rubbing soothing circles on your back, whispering positive affirmations in your ear, taking deep breaths in the hope you would change your breathing to follow his and pressing the occasional kiss to the crown of your head 

the two of you stood like that for a while until your breathing returned back to normal and your cries stopped 

you were the first to pull back, “thank you,” you whispered voice hoarse from crying but also quiet from embarrassment 

“of course my love anything for you,” he said with a love sick look in his eyes. “do you want to talk about it?” 

“I don't know it’s just everything got overwhelming i guess? i know that probably doesn’t make sense, I'm sorry.”

“no it makes perfect sense, i totally get it. next time you feel like that i want you to talk to me though, okay? i come to you when i need help so you have to come to me when you need help. you’re never bothering me i promise,” he said genuinely 

“okay,” you said yawning. you were suddenly very aware of how tired you were

“here let’s get you home.”

connor walked you home like the gentleman he is and when you reached your front steps he pressed a chaste kiss to your lips and hoped it communicated all the love he had for you. 

“thank you again con. you’re the greatest,” you say hugging him

“it was really no problem babe. i want to be there for you.”

“i love you”

“i love you too”

and with that you waved goodbye and walked into your house feeling a lot better than you have in a long time

My Whole World- Connor Murphy X Reader

Request:  I am in desperate need of a fic where Connor finds that the reader struggles with self harm and where he helps them though such thoughts and just ends with some fluffy cuddles. Anything is better than what’s going on rn - Anon

Word Count: 1009

Warnings: Implied Self harm (cutting), Self-loathing, Self-hatred, Feeling like a burden

Authors Note: Hello! I know I’m literally the worst ever but honestly existing this past year has been really hard which makes doing the things I enjoy, like writing, really hard to do. BUT I do finally think I’m reaching a better place, (I know I say this like every authors note but I really think I am this time). Also saw the DEH movie last night and ended up sobbing over Connor I love him so much :((. Lastly and most importantly: if you ever feel like self harming there are alternatives! If you need resources about this feel free to message me or send me an ask! I’m more than happy to help <3 Thats it. As all ways thank you for reading and have a lovely day/night! :) <3

You were having an awful day, an awful week even. It seemed everything that could go wrong did. It just seemed the world was against you and you were tired of it. You were approaching your breaking point and fast. You could see this but you didn’t know what to do about it. You could reach out to your boyfriend Connor. But no he was doing so well recently and you didn’t want to burden him or bring him down with your negative thoughts. So you decided to do what you always did which was just distract yourself from your emotions because if you didn’t think about them they weren’t there. You put your earbuds in and put on one of the playlists Connor had made for you, once you got home and went up to your room without saying a word to anyone and plopped face down into your bed. For a couple minutes you were able to ignore all the thoughts racing through your mind but eventually the music stopped working and you were left alone with your thoughts. 

You’re pathetic and a burden to everyone. Why would anyone want to deal with you, especially Connor? You’re probably the most annoying person on the planet right? With your constant pestering and need for reassurance every two seconds it’s truly a wonder that you haven’t been abandoned by everyone in your life. 

You were angry at yourself. How could you possibly let yourself be this awful of a person? You wanted to do something horrible to yourself as a punishment, to force yourself to feel the pain you bring to everyone in your life. 

The next time you had a coherent thought was at least a half hour later. You felt a stinging sensation coming from your wrists and started crying as you fully processed what you had done. Without realizing it you texted Connor asking him to come over. You just sat waiting staring at nothing until Connor knocked on the door to your room. You were broken out of your trance and weakly said “It’s open” so he knew he could come in. 

Once Connor opened the door he knew something was up. The energy in the room just felt wrong. Then he saw your hunched figure on the bed and could tell something was up just by how you were sitting and approached the bed slowly so as to not startle you. Once he came into your field of vision you broke down even more feeling so pathetic in this moment. “Oh sweetheart,” he says softly. He sat down in front of you and took one of your arma in his hand and inspected the damage gently. He did the same with the other and once he was done he opened his arms and you crashed into his chest, violently crying at this point. He held you tight and pressed soft kisses into your head. He just let you cry it out rubbing soft circles into your back but while he was he couldn’t help but think how could the light of his life ever feel so bad that you felt you had to do this to yourself? 

Once your cries had calmed down to soft sniffles every once in a while he said “Let’s get you cleaned up then we can cuddle. Sound good?” You nodded tiredly. “Okay let’s go to the bathroom,” he said, grabbing your hands to pull you up and guide you to the bathroom. Once you got there you sat on the counter and Connor got to work. He carefully applied antibiotic ointment and bandages to the affected areas and when he was done pressed gentle kisses to all of the bandages.  After that he cleaned up his ‘workspace’ and led you back to your bedroom. The two got ready and had settled into your bed when he broke the comfortable silence that had settled between you two. “You know we have to talk about this right?” You nodded timidly. “Why?” he said simply. You explained how terrible this week had been for you and how it all got to be too much. The whole time Connor listened with his undivided attention on you, holding your hand and rubbing soothing circles with his thumb. At some point while you were explaining you had started crying, He sat up causing you to sit up as well. He grabbed your face, wiped your tears and stared deeply into your eyes. It felt like he was staring into your soul but you didn’t look away. After what feels like an eternity he finally spoke up and said “I don’t know how you could think all those awful things about yourself. You’re the most wonderful person I’ve ever met. Your kind, smart, compassionate, not to mention most beautiful person I’ve ever met. You’re not a burden to those around you, especially not me ever. Next time you feel like this, I want you to talk to me okay? I’m here to help you. I know you would do the same for me in a heartbeat so let me help you. I love you so much and I don’t want to lose you, you’re my whole world.” You were crying again but for the first time today they were happy tears. 

“Thank you for always reminding me how loved I am. I love you so much Con,” you said smiling through the tears. 

“I love you more Y/N/N,” he said, smiling sweetly at you. He gave you a tender kiss on the forehead and then said “You’ve had a long day we should get some sleep.”

“Yeah you’re right,” you said through a yawn. The two of you got cozy again, your head on Connor’s chest, his hands running through your hair. The sound of his heartbeat, the one he swore beat for only you, lulled you to sleep. The last thing you heard before you felt before you fell fully unconscious was a kiss being pressed to the top of your head.

“I like you too idiot.”- Connor Murphy X Reader

Request: can u do a connor x reader where reader is being pretty annoyed with Jared on the first day (like when he calls him a school shooter) and he steps in and defends her leading timo a nice friendship and a love confession from Connor at the end? I’m sending love, and if u can’t it is really ok, everyone’s mental health is important, pls don’t feel overwhelmed 💕✨🦋- Anon 

Word Count: 2,542

Warnings: A couple swears and Jared Klienman being a dick. (also Connor is probs written ooc but whatever)

Authors note: Hi everyone! First of all I just want to say thank you to everyone who requested something! I am trying to work on them but I recently fell into a really bad place mentally but I’m working on making it better. I hope to have the other requests out soon but please be patient with me. Also anon I used they/them pronouns for the reader as those are my pronouns and I want to make sure everyone can I enjoy my writing regardless of gender so I hope that okay.  As always thank you for reading and I hope you have a good day/night! :) <3 (Also any feedback is very appreciated. )

First day of senior year. To say you weren’t excited would be the understatement of the century. Sure you were excited to finally get out of your hometown but you had to get through the school year first and if the previous years were any indication of how this year was going to go, well lets just say it's going to be a long year. 

You pulled into the student parking lot in your shitty car and saw there were a couple extra minutes before you actually had to be in the building, With that in mind you decided to just put your head down  on the steering wheel for a few minutes to prepare yourself for the day ahead. 

That peace was short lived though because not even  30 seconds later did a dark truck pulled up next to you. Before the car could even come to a stop Zoe Murphy flew out of the passenger seat. She flipped off the driver, who you presumed was her brother Connor, and slammed the door before storming off into the school. “Jesus” you mutter  to yourself. Then another door slammed and Connor Murphy appeared in front of the truck, talking and gesturing wildly to himself. You could only make out bits and pieces of what the boy was saying before he went into the school like his sister. You heard him say something about his mom and his bitch sister and not even wanting to be there. Well at least you weren't alone in the feeling. Following the Murphy siblings you begrudgingly went into the building. The friendly secretary greated you and handed you your schedule which had your locker number on it. After searching for a few minutes you found it and just as you were starting to put things in your locker  you heard his voice, Jared Klienman. He was talking to Evan Hansen and you prayed to whatever higher being that could hear you that he would leave you alone. Unfortunately that wasn’t the case. 

“Well, well, well if it isn’t L/N.” You could practically hear the shit-eating grin he had on his stupid face. You were about to turn around and tell him to go away but before you could someone comes between the two of you blocking Jared from your view. 

“Fuck off Klienman” says the last person you expected, Connor Murphy. 

“Woah calm down Murphy, I’m just trying to have a conversation with Y/N here” Jared says starting to back up and putting his arms up as a way of showing his surrender.

“Well they obviously don’t want to talk to you. Now get out of here before I punch that stupid smirk off your dumb face,” Connor says squaring off his shoulders in an attempt to look even more intimidating than usual. It worked quite well because Jared was practically running off but not before making a dig at Connor.

“Yeah whatever you fucking freak.”

You saw Connor’s shoulders tense and his hands clenched into fists. You didn’t know what to do but figured it would be best to leave the boy alone, so you just fidgeted with your hands. He took a deep breath then turned to face you. 

“Uhm thanks for that. You really didn’t have to,” you say avoiding eye contact with him, which was quite easy considering how tall he was compared to you. 

“No problem, I know how much of a dick Klienman can be.” 

“Yeah he’s the worst,” you say scoffing lightly. Then the bell signaling you were supposed to be in homeroom rang.“See you around Connor. Thanks again,” you say before turning to shut your locker and rush to class. 

“Yeah see you around,” Connor says to no one because you were already down the hall.

The rest of the day wasn’t much better, nothing happened in particular but it just still wasn’t the best. After what felt like an eternity it was finally the last bell of the day, creative writing. You weren’t particularly interested in writing but you had a bell to fill so you figured why not. When you walked in you did a scan of the room and saw Connor, he had an empty seat next to him at the back of the room so you decided to sit it in. “Hey,” you say, startling the boy who was previously staring into space. 

“Oh hey.”

“Thanks again for this morning, I really appreciate it dude,” you say making eye contact with Connor so he would know you actually meant what you were saying.

“Oh yeah, it was nothing. Don’t worry about it,” he says, giving you a small smile. You smiled back just as your teacher walked in which caused the conversation to end. 

“Good afternoon class! I hope all of your days have been tolerable,” says your teacher Mr. Davidson. He was a younger man in his early 30’s which meant everyone liked him including you.  “Instead of doing an ice breaker where you all lie about how interesting your summers were I want you to get to actually get to know someone in this class a little better,” he says from behind his podium at the front of the class. You were starting to panic a little, who were you going to partner up with? None of your kind of friends were in this class!  Then Connor cleared his throat grabbing your attention.

“Hey Y/N, wanna be partners?” The nervous energy was practically radiating off the boy. You breathed a sigh of relief.

“Sure Connor.” The two of you then got up and turned your desks to face each other like the other pairs were doing. “So Murphy what’s your deepest darkest secret?” you say, smirking.

“Woah L/N, not even going to ask me my favorite color or anything?” he says chuckling.

“Okay, okay, fine,” you say playfully rolling your eyes. “What’s your favorite color Connor?” 

“Dark green. What about you L/N? What's your favorite color?”

“Y/F/C,” you say. “It’s been my favorite since I was younger,” you say shrugging.

“I respect that. It’s a good color.” 

“Yeah whatever, now can I hear your deepest secret?”, you say almost like a child.

“Wow you’re still on this?”, he says with amusement evident in his tone. 

“Yeah I am!” you say in a mock seriousness. “Mr. Davidson says we are supposed to actually get to know each other and that’s what I’m trying to do Murphy!” 

“You’re absolutely right Y/N,” he says suddenly very serious.

“Okay fine I’ll tell you but you have to swear you won’t tell anyone. 

“Not a soul,” you say staring at him intently and sitting at the edge of your seat. 

“Well, here goes nothing.” He made eye contact and it felt as if he was staring into your soul. “I’m pregnant.”

You maintained eye contact until you actually processed what he said, then the two of you started laughing which caused the rest of the class to turn and look at you but for once you didn’t even care because you were actually happy for the first time in what felt like forever. 

The rest of the class went by faster than you or Connor wanted it to, but the two of you walked out to the student parking lot together and paused when you reached your cars. “Uh see you tomorrow I guess,” you say but it comes out as more of a question. 

“Yeah see you tomorrow Y/N”, Connor says very confidently which surprised you both. You waved as a final goodbye and got into your cars. As you were driving home you thought about all the awful things you heard about Connor in the past and how untrue they were. Sure he was intimidating at first glance but he’s six feet tall for goodness sake who wouldn’t be intimidated by that. You could tell from the short  class period you spent getting to know him that he was simply misunderstood.  Suddenly you were glad you never listened to what all the popular kids said about Connor. 

As the school year went on you and Connor developed a sort of unspoken ritual, you would wait for Connor to get to school then you two would walk to homeroom together and then walk to your cars when the school day was over. The two of you became good friends and you found yourself actually looking forward to waking up in the morning so you could see him. The pair of you  had hung out outside of school a few times and you had actually met Connor’s mom, granted it was an accident but it still happened. 

You and Connor decided to hang out at his house because his family wasn’t home that afternoon, the two of you were lounging on the couch watching some weird movie when you heard the front door open. “Connor dear? Is that you in there?” Suddenly an middle aged woman with red hair appeared with reusable grocery bags in her hands. 

“Mom?!” Connor jumped up from the couch in a panic. “I thought you had yoga today?!”

“Class was canceled because Cindy wasn’t feeling well. Oh I stopped by the store and  got those  snacks you asked for!” she said coming into the living room box in hand. “Oh? Connor, who's your friend?” she said with a small smile appearing on her lips. 

“Hi Mrs. Murphy. I’m Y/N,” you said nervously. 

“Oh call me Cynthia dear,” she said, shooting you a smile. 

After that Cynthia invited you to stay for dinner but you already had plans with your parents that night. She invited you a couple times after that as well. You never actually went cause Connor didn’t want you to but still it was nice to know she liked you enough to invite you to dinner. 

As fall came to a close the two of you  became attached at the hip, constantly talking to one another whether it was in person or through the phone. Once the holiday season rolled around you guys got each other gifts. You got Connor a signed book from his favorite author and he got you a vinyl you had been wanting for a while.

 Once the holiday break was over the end of the first semester came quickly and you couldn’t wait to finally be done with your half year courses and start the new ones. Unfortunately you had to take finals before you could be done. Although you only had two finals you were still extremely stressed out. Sure they were easy classes but the teachers were notorious for giving impossible finals. You spent the few days before the finals studying whenever there was a free moment. Connor knew you were stressed so he helped you the best he could. He offered to have study sessions even though none of his classes had finals, he went over quizlets on video calls, and he even brought you a drink with way too much caffeine on the mornings he knew you didn’t sleep. 

Once the day arrived he texted you good luck. You went into the first test and totally nailed it. Before the next testing time there was a break and when you checked your phone you saw Connor had texted you telling you how proud he was of you for studying so hard and reassuring you that you had these exams in the bag. You sent him a quick “thank you :))” and went into the testing room for the second time. This exam was a little harder than the last but you still thought you did decent. There were a couple times where Connor and his stupid mneumonic devices actually came in handy. Letting out a giant breath of relief as you stepped out of the testing room you couldn’t wait to tell Connor about how much he helped. When you reached your locker and got your phone out of it you saw Connor had asked if you wanted to hang out when you were done. Obviously you said yes and told him to pick you up at your house in 15. You drove home and changed out of your testing outfit which was just sweatpants and a hoodie and put on something a little more presentable. Sure you were just going to hang out with your best friend but he also is the boy you’ve been pining over for months. You’ve always found Connor attractive and when he put dickhead Klienman in his place that made him all the more hot. But then you really got to know him and you fell. Hard.  He was sweet, caring, smart, and funny. Sure he had his moments but so did everyone on the planet. He had actually opened up to you about his struggles with his mental health and you did everything you could to support him. You encouraged him to ask his parents for therapy, and always made sure he took his meds in the morning. You were there for him and he was always there for you.  

You were pulled out of your thoughts when you heard the horn of Connor’s truck outside your house. You rushed outside and got into the passenger seat, “So where to Murphy?”

“I was thinking we could get some food and just chill in a parking lot somewhere. Sound cool?”

“Definitely. I’ve missed hanging out with you. Stupid finals,” you say with a dramatic eye roll. 

“Yeah I’ve missed hanging out with you too dork,” he says reaching over the center console and ruffling your hair. 

“Connor Murphy! I just brushed my hair and here you go messing it up!” you say while trying to fix your now disbelieved hair. 

“Whatever L/N. It still looks fine to me.”  Although it was barely a compliment, heat still rushed to your cheeks. He pulled out of your driveway and the two of you were off. On the way to get food you guys caught up talking about everything you missed in the world of Connor because you were too focused on finals. He told you he finished a TV show you recommend and loved it.  You made it to the drive through and Connor ordered, already knowing what you wanted from your many midnight outings. Once you got your food you made your way to the plaza parking lot where the restaurant was located. For the first couple minutes the two of you sat in a comfortable silence listening to the playlist Connor had made for this type of occasion. After a few minutes Connor suddenly spoke, “Can I tell you something?”

“Connor dearest you know you can tell me anything,” you say with a french fry in your mouth, not even bothering to look at him. 

“I like you.” You choked on the fry you had in your mouth. 

“Pardon?” you say through a cough. 

“I said I like you,” he says, a little less sure of himself. When you looked over at Connor you saw he was staring straight ahead. 

“Hey Connor.” 

“Mhm,” he says, not daring to move. 

“Look at me.” He just barely turned his head towards you. “I like you too idiot.”

Chinchilla-on-the-Moon’s Masterlist

*- requested

All of my fics are gender neutral! 

Connor Murphy-

Just by looking

“Nice to meet you too”

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“I like you too idiot.” *

My Whole World*

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What it’s like to date Connor Murphy:*

Connor Murphy Helping Reader Through a Panic Attack*

Work of Art*

“Nice To Meet You Too”-Connor Murphy X Reader (Soulmate AU)

Word Count: 4,164

A/N: Hey everyone! It’s been a hot minute but here’s my second fic, I made the reader gender neutral so more people could enjoy it! Thank you to everyone who reads this and everyone who read my last fic, it is very much appreciated! Hope you have an amazing day! :) 

Everyone was born with a tattoo on their inner left wrist with the first words their soulmate would ever say to them. These tattoos would disappear after the words had been said. Some people just had a simple “Hello!”s or “Excuse me!”s and nothing else, others had things such as totals from various purchases and what not but you were lucky, yours included your soulmate’s name. It read, “Uh, I’m Connor, nice to meet you too.” Connor. It was a lovely name but there were also a lot of people named Connor which led to you constantly getting your hopes up.  You always went out of your way to introduce yourself to people named Connor and probably looked a little insane while doing so.  A few of your friends had met their soulmates in elementary school but as high school went on more and more people were meeting their partners for life while you were still alone. You became a little discouraged but knew that yours was out there and you were going to meet them eventually. Then came some of the best and worst news of your life. You were moving out of state at the end of junior year a couple of weeks after school got out. You were partially overjoyed because you had already interacted with every single Connor in your area but it also meant you were leaving your home of almost eighteen years. Your junior year went by faster than you would have liked and the time came to say goodbye to your childhood best friend Quinn. They came over to help your family pack as they were like the second child your parents never had and once the last box was put into the U-HAUL truck the two of you broke down crying and gave one another the biggest hug.

 Once the breakdown was finished you gave each other one last tear-filled smile before you got into the front seat of your parents’ car and pulled out of the driveway of your childhood home. As you were sitting in the passenger seat with your earbuds in you though of Quinn and how you met. The two of you were in the same preschool, on the first day during playtime you were sitting alone and they came up and declared you two were going to be best friends for forever and the rest was history. You were indeed best friends and were almost never seen without the other. You soon became sad so decided to try and think of something else. You knew Quinn was going to be okay because they had recently met their soulmate so they weren’t going to be alone during this transition period for the two of you. You, on the other hand, were not so sure how you were going to cope. Sure facetime was a thing that existed but it definitely wasn’t the same as Quinn just busting into your house at random times and your parents just being okay with it. You slowly fell into a dreamless sleep for the majority of the rest of the trip.

 When you woke up again your mom informed you that you were just about two hours from your new home. You got out at the gas station you were currently stopped at and went to the bathroom and got a few snacks for you and your mom to share. You started to stare out the window and soon your thoughts went to your soulmate, Connor. You hoped that you were going to get to meet him soon as this was currently the only thing keeping you going. You finally arrived at your new house about an hour before sunset. You and your parents began to unload everything from the U-HAUL truck. It took a lot longer without Quinn and you ended up having to finish in the dark. While your dad was returning the truck you and your mom decided to unpack the necessities then leave the rest for tomorrow. When your dad came back the three of you decided to get something to eat and just drive around the town. 

You got food from Mcdonalds and took in the sights of your new home. It was a nice town, not too big or small, it looked like there were a lot of things to do and places to eat. The last stop on your sightseeing tour was the town’s high school. It looked a lot bigger than your previous school and you thought that building was hard to navigate so you could tell this was going to be a nightmare. On your way home you noticed a park right by your house. You could tell just by looking at it that it would be the perfect place to walk to at 3 AM when you couldn't fall asleep and just wanted to forget about all your troubles. Once you got home you found the box with your sleeping bag and pillow in it and found your new room. You set up your sleeping bag in your empty room, your furniture wasn’t supposed to arrive for a few days so you were stuck sleeping on the floor for the time being. You stared up at the textured ceiling and tried to fall asleep because you knew tomorrow was going to be filled with loads of unpacking but for some reason, you just couldn’t so you were going to call Quinn to just check in but decided against it since you remembered they were hanging out with their soulmate tonight. So you did what you always did when Quinn wasn’t available, imagine what your soulmate looked like. You really didn’t care what ‘Connor’ looked like it was just fun to try and put a face to a name. Slowly you fell into a dreamless sleep.

Your mother came into your room at about 8:30 so you could start unpacking. You finished the living room, kitchen, and bathroom before lunchtime.  You finished doing the rest of your house just before dinner time. You stood in your room, it was painted a nice light grey and you had hung up some of your posters and pictures and strung up your lights which made you feel more at home. Your dad called upstairs to tell you that he had picked up dinner on his way home from work. While the three of you were eating he talked about his new job, he was a lawyer and had gotten an amazing opportunity at a pretty well-known law firm, which is why you guys moved. He told you about his new office and some dick named Larry he worked with. Once dinner was finished the three of you talked for a couple of hours about how everyone was feeling about the move, as the conversation was winding down you felt yourself growing tired, you bid your parents goodnight went upstairs to bed. Thoughts of how you were going to arrange your room filled your head, the furniture was supposed to arrive the next afternoon and you couldn’t wait to finally finish setting up your room. That night you had a weird beauty and the beast-esque dream filled with talking furniture. 

The furniture truck arrived around 12:30 that afternoon and you finished setting up your room at about 3, you decided to facetime Quinn to show them your new room. They helped you decide where to put a couple small things then after that the two of you just caught up, they told you all about how amazing their soulmate was and you couldn’t help but feel a small pang of jealousy, they asked about ‘Connor’ and you told them you hadn’t found him yet. You lied and told them your mom was calling so you could stop talking about soulmates cause it was making you upset.  After you got off the phone you and your mom decided to get lunch at a locally owned diner which made you feel a lot better about not finding Connor yet, before you went home you stopped at the grocery store and picked up somethings so you could begin making food in your own kitchen. Once you got home you decided to take a nap until dinner was ready. You woke up around 5:15 and saw that Quinn had sent you a message so you responded and told them about your lunch, just as you hit send on your message you heard your dad come in and your mom called up to you to tell you dinner was ready. Dinner was good and your dad said work was good which made you feel like maybe this move was a good thing. 

The next morning your mom barged into your room and told you to get up and get ready to go tour your new school. You begrudgingly got up and dressed, you then went downstairs to meet your mom. The two of you headed out to her car and on the way put you grabbed some fruit so you wouldn’t be cranky during the tour. Once you arrived and found the main office you met your principal and she gave you your schedule and then introduced you to your tour guide, Alana Beck. She was very pretty and you could tell she was smart just by looking at her. Once your principal set you loose so the tour could actually begin Alana became much more talkative, not in a bad way, of course, it was nice to not have to worry about keeping the conversation going. As the tour progressed you felt your anxiety melting away, the building actually wasn’t that hard to navigate and your classes were easy enough to find. You and Alana found your way back to the principal’s office but before you went in Alana gave you her number that way if you had any questions about anything you could always text her. It was nice to know you already knew someone at school and wouldn’t be going in with a completely clean slate. You went into the office and said good-bye to Alana and your new principal. You walked out of that building feeling oddly calm. You and your mom went out to breakfast and you got one of your favorite diner foods. Your mom dropped you off at home after breakfast because she had to go to her first day at her new job.

 You decided to walk down to that little park you saw on your drive around the town. You put in your earbuds and started walking. It took a little while for you to find it but you did eventually. When you arrived you saw that there was another person there. They were sitting on the swingset. You decided to walk around the block to try and avoid human contact at all costs. When you looped back around to the park you saw the tall figure still sitting on a swing. You were tempted to take another lap around the block but there was a feeling in your gut telling you not to. So you didn’t. You decided to just sit on the farthest swing from the person. You decided to sneak a peek. They had wavy brown hair that reached their shoulders and were wearing all black, just like you. You chuckled to yourself, maybe a little too loudly cause the person turned and looked at you. FUCK! FUCK, FUCK, FUCK! Why did I have to fucking do that! It wasn’t even that funny!” you thought to yourself. They continued to look at you. “Wow, they’re pretty. WAIT, not the time you idiot! Holy shit what do I do? Should I say something?! I should say something. Right?” before you could even contemplate what to do you felt yourself opening your mouth and saying “Sorry, I just noticed we’re both wearing black and thought it was kinda funny. Anyways, I’m Y/N. Nice to meet you.”, you awkwardly stuck your hand out for them to shake. 

They hesitantly took it and said, “Uh, I’m Connor, nice to meet you too.” You swore you died right then and there, you could not believe your ears. The two of you just realized what happened and said “Holy shit” in perfect unison. 

“HOLY SHIT!” you squealed. You ran over to Connor and gave him a gigantic hug, you could tell you scared him with this sudden physical contact but eventually hugged back just as tight as you. At some point, you had started crying out of pure happiness because OH MY GOSH you just met your soulmate! The two of you eventually pulled apart and you just looked at him and soaked in his beauty. You noticed that half of his left eye was a rich dark brown while the other half and eye were a light blue. You noticed how angular his face was and how nice his lips were. 

“Soooooo,” he said in a very dragged out manner. “What do we do now?” 

“I don’t know I’ve never met my soulmate before,” you say, hoping to lighten the tension. “I guess get to know each other if that’s cool with you.” 

“Yeah sounds good. What do you want to know?”

“Why have I never seen you before?”

“I just moved here a couple of days ago with my parents. My dad got a good job opportunity at some law firm around here so we moved.”

“Wait is your last name L/N?”

“Yeah? How’d you know?” you asked, suddenly growing very aware of the fact you and Connor were alone in the park.

“Holy Shit, calm the fuck down. I’m not a creep I swear,” he said getting kind of angry with you, you guessed your internal freakout was showing on the outside. “My dad works at that law firm and mentioned something about a new hire.” 

“Oh okay. Sorry for freaking out dude. It was just kinda weird that someone I just met knew my last name regardless if we were soulmates or not.” you said in a very sincere manner, you really didn’t want to mess up your relationship in the very beginning.

“It's all good, don't worry about it,” he says, tension leaving his body. “My last name is Murphy if you were wondering.”

“Well nice to finally meet you, Connor Murphy.”

“Nice to finally meet you too Y/N L/N.”

You and Connor sat in the park until dusk just talking about anything and everything. He told you about his family and how school was hell for him and you told him how anxious you felt moving here. Maybe it was because you were soulmates but the two of you just felt so comfortable around each other already. Before you left he gave you his phone number and you gave him a promise to text him. On the walk home, you felt as if you were walking on air. You quickly whipped out your phone and texted Quinn telling them all about Connor. They let you rant over text about him for most of your walk home, they were so happy for you. You decided to text Connor before you went into your house. As you were walking in the front door he texted you back and you had a gigantic dopey grin on your face. Your parents stopped talking as you walked into the living room, your mom asked, “What’s got you so happy?”

“Oh nothing,” you said over dramatically. “Just met my soulmate that’s all. No biggie,” you said shrugging your shoulders and biting your lip in an attempt to hold back your smile. 

“Oh my gosh honey!” your mother said practically jumping over the couch to reach you. “When? How? Where? What does he look like?” she asked, barely breathing while doing so. You wanted to keep them in suspense for a little bit but decided against it as you didn’t want your mother bursting a blood vessel.

“Earlier today. After you dropped me off and went to work I decided to walk to that little park not that far from here and that's where I met him,” you said suddenly feeling shy about the whole thing, you weren't a fan of being bombarded with all these questions from your mother. Once you satisfied your mom with adequate answers you went up to your room and continued to text Connor. The two of you were planning your first date, well more like Connor was planning your first date because you didn’t know anything to do. Connor suggested getting dinner and seeing a movie in the town next to yours and you thought that was a lovely idea. The date was set for Saturday which was still a few days away from now lucky for you because it meant you had a couple of days to figure out your outfit and get advice from Quinn. You and Connor were texting for hours before you looked at the clock on your nightstand and realized that it was four in the morning, you bid Connor goodnight and went to bed with a stupid grin on your face.

When you woke up you immediately texted Quinn to tell them about your plans for this weekend. They were so happy for you and they agreed to help you pick out an outfit. You were on facetime for hours modeling different outfit choices before you picked one, it was casual but still looked like you were making an effort. Once the outfit situation was figured out you started talking about the actual date, you started freaking out a little bit because ‘oh my god’ what if he didn’t like you but Quinn was quick to reassure you that he was literally your soulmate and you two were meant to be together. You spent the next few days texting Connor and waiting for Saturday.

Finally, after much anticipation, Saturday arrived! You could barely sleep the previous night you were so excited. It was like the night before going on a big field trip in elementary school, you had your clothes laid out and made sure literally everything was perfect. You woke up early to get ready, you showered, did a face mask and painted your nails to kill time while waiting for Connor to pick you up. Once the time that was decided upon rolled around you saw a black truck pull up in front of your house. You didn’t even need the text saying he was here to know that it was Connor’s. You said goodbye to your parents and practically ran out to Connor’s truck. Once you reached it Connor told you to wait while he got out and opened the door for you with a blush on his face. He quickly went around to the driver's side and got in, he reached into the back seat and pulled out flowers which you found very sweet. “Ah so chivalry isn’t dead,” you said while laughing lightly.

“No it isn’t,” he said while smiling. The drive over was filled with the sound of a playlist Connor made, conversation was scarce as both of you were scared to mess this up. You pulled up to the restaurant and Connor quickly got out and opened the door for you again. You thanked him and fixed your disheveled outfit. The restaurant was a nice little diner with an ice cream place attached to it when you walked in Connor got the two of you a booth. The booth was in the back corner of the restaurant, the seats were a little worn down but still comfortable. Once the two of you got settled in, a nice middle-aged woman came over and got your drink orders, you guys looked over your menus and silently decided what you were going to get to eat. You decided you had enough of this awkward silence and started a conversation. 

“Soooo, how was your day Connor?” 

After that, the ice was broken and conversation between you two came naturally. You talked about things such as your favorite TV shows, movies, and books. The service was fast and soon after placing your order the food came and it was pretty good. Once your waitress dropped off the check at your booth Connor insisted on paying much to your dismay, after that two of you got some ice cream before heading to the movie theatre. This time Connor let you have the AUX Cord and you played some stuff from your favorite artist, he had only heard a couple of their songs so he asked you about them which resulted in you rambling about them for almost the entire 15-minute car ride to the movie theatre. Once you were done you had realized how long you’d been talking and started apologizing and blushing immensely. Connor only laughed and told you it was fine with a huge smile on his face, what he didn’t tell you is that he found it extremely cute. Once you arrived at the theatre you bought your tickets and headed in. Although you two just ate dinner you decide to get some stuff from the snack bar. After getting your snacks you found your theatre and settled into the somewhat uncomfy seats just in time for the previews to start. Neither of you were particularly interested in the movie but you still watched it nonetheless. About halfway through the movie Connor “smoothly” put his arm around your shoulders and you leaned your head into him. Now neither of you wanted the movie to end now but alas it had to, on your way out you grabbed Connor’s hand and didn’t let go until you had to to be able to get in the car but once you clicked your seat belts Connor reached across the center console and put his hand out for you to hold if you wanted to, and you wanted to. On the way home you talked about the movie then somehow you got on the topic of soulmate tattoos. 

“Do you know how insane I went going out of my way to introduce myself to every single person named Connor?” you say while laughing. “I literally introduced myself to every single one of them in my old town and even the surrounding counties!” 

“I’m sorry my parents named me something so basic I’ll be sure to scold them for it,” he says while pretending to be serious. 

“I think I’ll have to fight them when I meet them!” you say still laughing. This is what cracks him and he begins to laugh with you. 

“Oh my god please do!” he says with a gigantic smile on his face.

After that, the two of you calm down but still have dumb grins on your faces.

“How did you feel walking around with the stupid thing I said to you on your wrist for seventeen years?” 

“It was comforting knowing my soulmate was an emo piece of shit like me,” he says with a grin.

“Hey! I’m not emo! I just happen to like the color black,” you say pouting.

“Okay whatever helps you sleep at night sunshine,” he says with an overdramatic eye roll. After that, the two of you fell into a comfortable silence which was nothing like the one on the ride over. Sooner than you would’ve liked Connor pulled up in front of your house.

 “Here we are”

“Yup,” you say, not wanting to get out just yet. “Thank you for tonight I had a really amazing time.”

“Of course,” he says, turning to look at you. Once he does so a small smile appears on his pretty face. You decided this would be a good note to leave on, you reluctantly let go of his hand and began to collect your things. You look at Connor and don’t know what possesses you but you give him a kiss on the cheek.

“I’ll text you tomorrow, okay?” you ask, your cheeks on fire from what you had just done.

“Mhm, sounds good,” he says, barely above a whisper. Face beat red, he puts his hand up to the place you had just kissed. “Good night Y/N.”

“Good night Connor,” you say while opening the door of his truck. You shut the door and smile at him and walk up to your front door. You wave at him to let him know you got in okay and as a final goodbye for the night. Your parents were out for the night so you didn’t have to deal with your mom’s bombardment of questions about the date until breakfast the following morning. You went upstairs and changed into your pajamas, still smiling. You texted Quinn and let them know how perfect the date went, making sure to let them know every single detail. That night you dreamed of Connor, your future together and how happy you were to meet him. 

Thoma x gn reader

He wiped the last bit of dust away from the shelf, putting everything back into place, Taking off his Gloves, and went to go make the bed you two slept in each day. "Thoma?" You yelled waiting for a response, sadly no response was given to you in return. You took off your shoes and set down the bags of food you had just bought, walking around you see the place is surprising very clean, guess he cleaned up you thought, looking around it like the house sparkled, "He did a nice job" you said smiling,

"Oh really did i?" You heard and felt arms come around behind you pulling you in a hug, "Why hello Thoma" you chuckled, feeling his warm body against yours. "Hello my dear" he said back, he finally let go of you and pulled away "well I gotta go out the groceries away" he said but before he could even move, you pulled him back by the collar of his shirt and smiled softly "No I think I will go have a rest Thoma" you said and walked away leaving Thoma behind he just stood their, and then walked away,

-time skip bc I'm lazy rn-

After making dinner you two sat down and ate together along with Ayaka who had just go home from training, After he washed the Dishes cleaned the table and swept the floor, getting ready to sleep taking a bath washing his hair, brushing his teeth, getting out clean clothes for tomorrow and finally bed

He fell right asleep you had just gotten to the bedroom and saw a your Husband (yes ik he's a male housewife🤭) laying down in bed fast asleep you giggled "I guess somethings never change" Ayaka said walking past you too her room, "Goodnight Kamisato" you said and went into your room "Goodnight Y/n sleep well" she replied as she closed her door

-The next day-

Thoma jumped out of bed, he didn't realize he woke up late, did you forget to wake him up, he rushed getting ready and was on his way out the door when he saw a little note on the table

"Make sure not to overwork yourself today Thoma it's the weekend, sleep in and rest, take a break and don't worry about cleaning. Also sorry for not waking you up early but you need rest" Love Y/n <3

He stopped reading, and sat down, He felt tired today so why not take your advice and rest for today he really does have the best lover in the world, he thought and went to bed.

-THE END-

Sorry it's short

It was also rushed I made this in 15 minutes I think if not closer to 20 but hope you enjoyed U THOMA LOVERS

Childe with a s/o who get overworked <3

Character x Gender neutral reader

"It's fine I can handle it" you said with a smile on your face trying not to show the bags under your eyes u turned around quickly and walked away. You had been doing paper work for hours just for you to be handed more the second you finally get a break, your hands hurting from fixing mistakes that no one else would bother too since they knew you would do all the work for them. Never turning down any of it and if you ever did you would be called selfish for never helping others when it's really the other way around.

After rushing to finish to get home to the ginger headed boy you loved so much. You walked home quickly and wasted no time, opening the door to yourself you see a sleeping Ginger on the couch, you couldn't blame him you plopped down on the couch next to him and sighed your legs feeling sore from running around all day and fingers having bandaids from all the paper cuts you had. You got ready for bed not being bothered to shower and eat dinner but before you could even sleep you see a figure moving in the kitchen and hear plates being set down.

You turn and see a beautiful dinner, Minty meat rolls, Mora meat, Minty jelly, and your favorite desert. Making you smile even more. You make you way to sit down and see Childe getting ready too as well. You both start to eat dinner and chat for a while, (lemme got serious nowwww)

"So name would you like to go somewhere tomorrow" Childe said looking down at his empty plate. "I've realized you've been coming home late and leaving so early it's like you can't get a break from well... Work hehe." You frowned and looked down "I'm sorry Childe I can't tomorrow I have a really important meeting to go to and make up wor-" He slammed his fist on the Table "Name I would like you to call out tomorrow only for your health, I don't care about your meetings and shit!".He said " Childe I'm sorry but I cannot miss this meeting it's very important and I have t-". Again he cut you off nearly shouting at you this time "You are being overworked do you not realize this, you have been working late for the past 6 months not getting an ounce of sleep, and leaving at the crack of dawn, You do work for others that are to lazy to do it themselves and you're gonna sit here and tell me your not overworked."

He had a good point, The bags under your eyes had been getting more noticeable, no matter how much you tried to hide them, you looked like you haven't slept in days, weeks even, and you hadn't been eating properly, skipping breakfast, lunch, and sometimes dinner and just eating a snack right before you leave to work

Getting up from the table you walk to Childe and hug him, making him pause for a second but hug you back, you failed to realize that these things are noticed by the others that care for you, and will want to help you. After a long hug you started to put the dishes away only for Childe to stop you and send you to bed like you were gonna listen to him....

I mean of course you did you didn't wanna wash the dishes away ways and when to bed, you head resting on the pillow and feeling comfort in your own bed. You where fast asleep, when the sun came up you didn't even bother to get up for the first time in months you slept in and it felt great

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THE END <3

hope you enjoyed sorry I just felt like writing another Childe today and pls leave request I wanna write for you guys

Byeeeee

Okay, I'm getting lots of creative ideas right now (≧▽≦) hear me out, Reki with a skater s/o who's really good and has taken part(and won) in many national competitions. He introduces her to Miya, who starts fanboying and then him and reader become close friends, like she teaches Miya new tricks and he's absolutely in awe. Meanwhile Reki gets gets tiny bit jealous saying smth like she's my gf not yours😑. Please make it with lots of fluff. Thanks in advance 💞. I hope this was okay

Reki with a famous skater s/o

Sorry for spelling mistakes

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You were on your way to your boyfriend's job when you ran into a person, you always had to wear a disguise outside just to go places it was very annoying to you (but not all disguises worked-) Your sunglasses fell off your face and the man yelled "IS THAT YOU Y/N" he yelled so loudly that a crowd formed all around you "CAN I HAVE YOUR AUTOGRAPH", " ONLY I LOVE YOU ", " CAN I HAVE A PICTURE"!!!!

You pushed pasted the crowd running to make it to your boyfriend's job only for an arm to grab you back into an Alley way letting the crowd run past you and the boy. Your face expression changing from a scared one to only to be met with a smile on your face "REKI!" You whisper yelled. Only for him to shush you and walk to Dope Sketch holding your hand the entire time.

Walking into the store you finally let go of this hand and take off your hood, you go to the back and sit down for a while and go on your phone. After about 20 Minutes you got thirsty so you got up to go get a drink from the vending machine.

Walking towards the big metal machine you hear yelling in the store and see a small child about 12 or 13 Hitting your Boyfriend's head constantly as Langa does nothing but watches. You walk up to the Reki and pull him back by the hood of his shirt. All the yelling stops and eyes are on you.

The child's face of Angry suddenly turns into a mixture of Surprise and Happiness, his like green eyes looking as if they shined brighter then the sun, You were unsure of what to do until the child yell "y-Your Y/NNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!"

He starts jumping up and down in the most happiest way every and Lang's just stares at you with tiny sparkles in his eyes. "Wait but why would Y/n be here" He said "no one wants to be in this dirty skate shop" Reki looking a little offended by that comment, You say "Well I'm just here for Reki he's my boyfriend." "....." The room fell silent "YOUR DATING REKI THAT RED HEADED HIMBO!?" He screamed "HEY I'M NOT A HIMBO!" Reki yelled back, "Yes I am and I'm assuming your Miya, right that famous skater kid?"

Tears of joy in his eyes "YOU KNOW MY NAMEEEE!" It's almost like he was gonna explode from happiness, He gained his composer again and walked up to you asking if he could take a picture of you two and of course you said yes and took the picture. After that he just starts ranting about how your such an amazing skater and how he loves watching you skate at the S and stuff.

It's literally been 30? No 50 minutes of he talking until Reki puts his hand on Miya's mouth, "Okay that's enough Miya, talk to Y/n later I wanna spend time with my girlfriend." Grabbing your hand and starting to walk away. Miya grabs Reki's arm and says "Well I'm not done talking so Quality time with your girlfriend is gonna have to wait!" Reki pulled away from Miya and Said "Well she's MY girlfriend NOT Your's!!" and walked out of Dope Sketch leaving Langa and Miya their alone.

In Reki's room you realize that he was a little upset about earlier so you go to comfort the red haired boy, "I didn't realize that me spending time with other people more than you gets you jealous Reki". You whispered in his ear sending a wave of chills down his back, " I don't get jealous it's just you could pay more attention to me" he said light pink blush on his face. You giggle and go to hug him making the both of you laugh and after watch some Tv with each other while spooning and you peaceful fall asleep in your Boyfriend's arms.

THE ENDDDD

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This took to long to write but it was worth it😌

It's so cute😭

KDKFK

Requested by @11nolongerhuman

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