#margarette macaron x reader

[pacifythots]

[!] KISSES P2.

ⓘ part 2 of how mashle boys kiss you! please read rules and warnings of the upcoming content: gn!reader — fluff w/hints of suggestion; incl. rayne, margarette, abel, + abyss. kissing, fluff, spice-ish, + light teasing. i had criminally forgotten rayne last time, so here he is. tagging bc i said i would write it: @mayurin17

rayne kisses softly.

he's not to forceful, nor too light, but just enough to give the right satisfaction. he kisses you like your glass that could be shattered at any given moment. his hand cups your cheek as he leans in carefully to steal your lips for a single moment.

rayne kisses like you like he worships you. especially, when the two of you are in private. his soft lips travel from the tips of your ears, to the underside of your jaw, to your collarbone, down the soft skin of your arms, and to the palm of your hands before he flips them over to kiss the back of them.

if it's truly a special night, he'll go past that, breathing as if he'll soon while slowly, yet softly, kissing down the valley of your chest and down to your stomach.

margarette's kisses are smooches.

they kiss like a grandma meeting her grandchildren. they also kiss with the purpose of marking you up. after all, the deep purple lipstick is for more than show. if anything they start wearing it because the purple looks to good on your skin, paired with the fact that people know your theirs.

margarette grabs your face when they kiss you. again, grandma. they pour love and adoration to the kisses as they nuzzle your face. a happy hum of a tune leaves their lips as they smash them against yours.

"ah, darling, it seems you've got a little something on your face." they smirk as they admire your face littered with kiss marks.

abel kisses like a middle school. he has zero idea what it is or what it looks like to kiss. he was the type to shy away or cover his eyes when people kissed near him, hence he has no blueprint.

he leans in close, still holding the odd wooden doll in his arms. "um, abel?" you whisper, looking down at his oddly puckered lips and the doll in his arms. you look at him and then at the doll, "oh," he whispers before putting it down.

abel carefully holds your arms, "ive never- im not sure how to- " he mumbles until you chuckle. his eyes widen a smidge as you smile sweetly at him before presses a soft kiss to his cheek.

"lets start with that, hm?"

the man let's out a shaky breath, but nods. he leans in close, deciding to press his lips to your forehead instead.

"is that satisfactory?"

abyss kisses like a kid going through the start of puberty. after all, he's been isolated his entire life. who would ever want to be with him? he has the devil's eye after all.

so, logically, he swoons, melting in your hold when your hands cup his face. one of his hands moves to encompass yours, his droopy eyes flutter when he looks at you. he shifts his face to press a soft kiss to the palm of your hand before rubbing it on his cheek.

abyss learns to kiss you with love. it starts from hand kisses, to forehead kisses and kisses on the cheek, to kisses on the corner of your lips, to your lips themselves, paired with soft, loving kisses to your collarbone.

he smiles softly at you after every kiss, whispering a 'thank you,' as if he needs to.

[vivilaviva]

What gift would he give you on a first date? Just imagine, you fell in love with each other, then confessed, and then agreed on a first date. Headcanon.

Finn Ames.

He would bring a cute and small bouquet of flowers in a basket so that it would be convenient to carry it.

I am sure that there would also be a small surprise package that he would have made with his own hands. There would be butterflies on springs and a custard cake. (It took him and Masha many tries to make exactly the bento cake, not the cream puff)

Rain Ames.

He, like Finn, will bring flowers in a basket, but it will be a little bigger than Finn's.

I think that Rain would like to bake in peace, so the addition to the bouquet was a big and soft rabbit, which you would use as a pillow while you spent time together on your date.

Margarettе Macaron.

Even if he doesn't like sweets, I think he would bring some very nicely decorated candies with caramel and fruit, or cupcakes.

He gave you a composition at the first meeting. This composition would be a solo, just him and his piano, his lbbov to you and beautiful music.

[kyoghurts]

hh-hi hi, i've been scrawling the mashle x reader tags all day, and i'm very desperate to see someone write anything for my gorgeous wife magarette macaron ;v; preferably fem-reader. i just think about her entry in the fanbook alot about how she'd like someone preferably stronger than her, and i'd just imagine a student who deeply respects and admires her who's motivated to improve their magical ability and their inclination for the arts (painting, dance, music etc, it might even be part of their magic ehe, something that'd compliment margarette's sound magic <3) to try and catch her eye. my apologies if it's too specific! i understand female/nb characters in the mashle fandom aren't exactly the apple of many writers' eyes, and i hope your studies are going well ;u; i would just like to see some content of my favourite character. thank you!

LOVE. oil on canvas

content ♡ prns used for margarette in this fic are they/them. gn reader. fluff. established relationship. not proofread. half assed poetry writing. gazing each at each other with lots of descriptive scenes and not many dialogues. wrote this while having writers block :( apologies

notes ♡ MARGARETTE MACARON THE NONBINARY EVER <3 sorry your request took so long :( the first few parts were written 2 months ago and left there until i could not pick out details from the outline i made, so i had to modify a bit until i visualise it properly. div creds to cafekitsune!

there'd have at least an answer to every call of your heartbeats each time margarette macaron comes to slip its way into your thoughts, the sound of their chuckles or the shape of their grin, the swift catch of eye as you bump into them at random intervals, the occasional quips and teases when chances arrive. you long to find an answer to your heart hammering inside your chest, you want this organ to quell itself because if this keeps up, you might as well just die from a heart-attack.

but even when you get the gist of your feelings, the answer doesn't come to you in details smaller than the canvas of a larger size than what you're used to. the big picture is there, but it lacks...something. and you don't know what it is.

(why you admire them so much to the extent of soaring high of inspirations. like a drug that streams in the bloodstream subtle but persistent, an addiction in a good way. each interaction is recalled even more vividly than the last. it’s enough to drive you insane.)

(why, that’d you even go as far as to take it upon yourself to scramble for ways to grab their attention. you don’t.. want to admit it, but perhaps a part of you is so driven to win this once-in-a-lifetime art contest because you want margarette to finally see you. in the same way you see them)

(and for reasons… you can’t bring yourself to conclude)

you’re standing in front of your piece like a man slowly decaying, a dejected look smothered all over your face, accompanied by splotches of paint and dirt. you probably look like shit, but even that thought doesn’t bring you to feel anything.

days—weeks of letting your emotions snowball into a flurry of frustration, anxiety, and starving ambition until it crashes against a wall, tall and sturdy, completely shutting you down. you’re spent. and now your mind inevitably falls back into a place you know so much and not.

your piece, although praised by many of your peers, you can’t seem to bring the same enthusiasm to yourself. yes, the message is clear, the artistry is well done, and yet… it lacks a detail so precise you can never capture whole. a fleeting dream in wide waking eyes, it flashes through your vision and yet can never be caught in the paint and tremblings hands that you have.

a missing part. a body without a heart, leaving a hollow in the left of the sternum, and between its lungs.

you’re about to heave a sigh of resignation when footsteps approach you, clean and smooth traces that you’ve heard and know so much, a calm stride despite everything.

margarette calls out to you, familiarity in their lips, honey-soaked tongue and well-poised and its sending you into a state of shock, tongue tied. why are they here? heart on your throat, eyes blown like a deer caught in a headlight. they smile, though different than politeness they often express, it’s curves at the end tells a more softer story. a gentle stroke of touch.

they look concerned, so to speak.

“it’s late out, (name).” they tell you, and you have to slowly gaze at the clock across the room and wake up from your daze, look at the windows to see midnight blues greet you in a gentle reminder. “why are you still here?”

“i only have a week to finish this…” you motion towards your canvas, somehow you can’t find the word to call it an artwork. not to margarette of all people.

“it’s lovely, dear” you purse your lips, looking down instead of accepting their words of praise head on, as if you don’t trust any of it, like how you don’t trust yourself.

“hmm, i do have some suggestions, take it as a grain of salt.”

you lift your head so suddenly it gives you a fright. “really?”

margarette’s attention doesn’t waver, they gaze your artwork with scrutiny, half lidded and in deep thought.

for some reason, you feel vulnerable with this. like they’re not just staring at your piece, they’re including you, too. it’s your work, after all, and from the way they tilt their head and eyes not leaving every single detail, it feels as though they’re looking through the artist’s intention— what’s beyond the efforts of the craft that most people always want to look past.

for some reason, it scares you how they’re so quiet, how close they are next to you right now. and though you don’t want to admit it, but the more you stare at margarette, the more clearer their features become. you wonder what it would feel like to trace the musical note marks traveling through the eyes to their cheekbones, how dangerous it must be if you swipe your thumb against their lips as you smudge the dark color that so attracts you. how it would all feel if you cup their face and scrutinise you instead. to memorize you the same way you’ve been studying art itself.

when they finally speak, a flood of ideas break through the dam. they tell you it’s mostly minor details, but to you, it means everything. and you’re not even exaggerating it, art has been your call, even your personal magic speaks for itself, and you want to let margarette know how much this means to you. how much of a burden has been lifted off your shoulders, in just an instant.

“your work inspires me.” they chuckle, faint and airy and it’s making you blush. “i hear a beautiful sound just by gazing at it.”

they turn to you, a smile on their lips.

you don’t want to tear your gaze, you say, “if my work sings to your soul, then…its fulfilled its purpose.”

“it has, my dear.” they might have noticed something on your face, because they start sifting underneath their robe, and pulls out a cloth. “you have paint all over you.”

“oh where-”

“here.” they lift your chin, wiping the side of your face with their other hand, and they take their time doing so. their movements delicate and gentle, your eyes on them the whole time, completely breathless.

(with the lights casting shadows across your face, twilight saying hello in your window, and the person you so admire from a place raw within a heart that feels hollow and not, empty but full and heavy, you want to capture this particular moment with this particular person in a time that’s suspended and remembered.)

(there are pieces that simply evoke too many emotions inside your ribcage, but this piece could actually lead you to an answer you’ve been putting on hold for so long.)

(the answer is simple, actually, you could laugh at yourself for this.)

you hadn’t realised that you did laugh, margarette stops from wiping and watches you in surprised amusement, the softness in their expression stirs your stomach in such a familiar way as you feel your face starting to burn. “sorry,” you say in between chuckles, “that was sudden.”

after a while of small talks and discussions towards your artwork, you finally call it a night. margarette walks you to your dorm, and you can’t miss the way they wave at you and mutter goodnight as you close your door.

you’re sure your going to dream about this for days without end.

you didn’t expect for your work to be displayed in such a grand way, with golden frames and a title plate situated under the piece. honestly, you’d think this is another dream questionable enough that you’re starting to battle reality, like right now.

you think you’re going to wake up soon and forget that day they announced your name as the first placer and that people literally hurdled towards you in utter shock and excitement, screaming in your ear until it bleeds from the “congratulations!!” to “you slayed like picasso on a caffeine high!” and “you've officially made the rest of us look like we're finger-painting with our toes. congrats on the epic win!” and more out of pocket forms of praise that you don’t want to hear any further.

you want to wake up that is until they stood on the hall to where your artwork was displayed, until they see the small plate with the title written in a small, minimalist text.

as you approach margarette anxiously, you soon find yourself not needing to be so tense. you watch as they scan your piece similar to that night, subtly taking each and every detail with their whole, undivided attention.

"congratulations," they say, their voice filled with warmth and sincerity. "you've captured something truly special here.”

this time, you smile with pride and gratitude. you don’t have to say anything for when they ask for your hand and they kiss your knuckles so delicate you feel elated, so over the moon that the answer to your heartbeats has been settled like stilled ocean. no longer in hunger for a call, no storms raging inside your poetic little heart.

you take one good look at your piece before margarette leads you to- well, this is most definitely not a dream, but you’re sure they ask you if you’re free at the moment, asking to join them for lunch.

your bright, excited ‘i’d love to!’ doesn’t leave any doubts, in fact, margarette can only squeeze your hand in response. as if saying they reciprocate how you feel, and that the missing piece has always been there for you all along.

© kyoghurts ★ reblogs & likes are well appreciated!

[dabi-drift]

Not sure if you take requests rn, but would it be possible to write some relationship headcanons for Margarette...? Any scenerio is fine, up to you!! Maybe include their reaction to having a partner immediately be accepting of them being nonbinary/gender fluid? Just a suggestion, its all up to you, I just love them sm- (There's literally no HC I can find of them lol, your blog is an oasis in the desert since youre one of the only people who writes for mashle<3 ty sm!!)

This did have He/She/They pronouns for Margarette, because I read that they go by all 3, but I re-read the manga and decided to change it to They/Them

Margarette Macaron x Reader (Mashle: Magic and Muscles):

Margarette's love is loud. They want the world to hear how your hearts sing to each other; it's a melody all of your own, the soundtrack to your love.

And they're proud to love you, to call you theirs.

Your love doesn’t have conditions. Whether binary or non-binary, gender doesn’t change who they are inside. They'll always be Margarette. And they're the only one who can debate their identity. But your opinion mattered so much to them that for a moment, they lost their pride. They were so nervous. What if you couldn’t accept them? What if you didn’t like the version of themselves that they were able to love and be proud of?

So when you said "That's just who you are. You're safe with me.", they were so relieved. You accepted all of them - the masculine, the feminine, and everything that fell outside those brackets. You asked for their pronouns, and it felt like you finally knew them.

They can help you if you ever question your gender.

They love to hold your waist and dance with you. They love when you jump into their arms and you smile like they're the safest place in the world. And when you sigh, they know you're happy. They're in love with your little noises - your sighs and your laughs, your heartbeat, and the chords of love.

They love with words and actions; even the deepest layers of love, that no language can translate. They love like it's their religion, like you're everything they believe in. And under an umbrella of stars, only you can lead them home.

It feels like you're always in the springtime of your love. You're so happy together, so warm and safe. They comfort you when you're feeling low, and hype you up when you're insecure. They buy you fancy gifts. They write you notes - confessions and poems of love, and they can use those three words or stretch them to infinity.

There's always a new way to say I love you.

[miharuki]

hello again angels

𝕽𝖆𝖞𝖓𝖊 𝕬𝖒𝖊𝖘

(x reader)

Let's imagine something?

You were trying on fake rabbit ears to see how they looked on you, just to see how they would look on you. But then Rayne appeared in the room after long hours of work.

He enters the room only to observe you with rabbit ears, and to make it worse, or better, you were only wearing a dress shirt. You had just taken a shower and wanted to try on the strip.

"Rayne?" The boy just stares at you silently, with his neutral face.

"You okay?" Your words are cut off as you're thrown onto the bed. Let's just say that night you were a great bunny for Rayne. The hours of work helped Rayne a lot to vent his frustration on you, his pretty bunny who obeys him so well, who accepts him so well, so well that the next day you felt soreness; your legs were aching. You promised yourself not to wear the rabbit ears again, putting them away in the drawer.

But it doesn't stay tucked away for long, does it? Who are you to deny a request from Rayne? He only wants to see his precious obedient bunny, after all.

[luxthestrange]

MASHLE Incorrect quotes #1 Abadacadabra!

Imagine with me...Regro Picked two babies...With No marks...The one was Mash human with no magic, You were actually a Sorcerer...it was a big surprise through the years seeing you both surpass what was considered...normal-...that's another story for another time for now...you and Mash school live go like this-

Sorcerer!Y/n*Excitedly coming into class...LATE*Hey guys I just invented a new spell, It goes "Abracadabra"!

Margarette*Knows something interesting always happens with you* Oh cool what does it do?~

Sorcerer!Y/n*Excitedly fiddling with their wand*It makes you question your life- I just used it on Great value Malfoy-I mean Llyod

Outside the classroom

Lloyd: WHY AM I!?!?!

Sorcerer!Y/n:...He's not doing so good...

The classroom:...

Rayne:..

I decided why the hell not-I love this anime (Currently reading the manga)

[jals-stuff]

short washing machine headcanons...

How would the Mashle characters react if they found their s/o stuck in the washing machine? + personal ratings (I know, no one asked)

For Mash, Dot, Finn, Lemon, Lance, Rayne, Abel, Abyss, Wirth, Margarette, Carpaccio, Orter, Renatus, Ryoh, Kaldo.

Warnings: SLIGHT spoiler for Margarette? Other than that, none. ratings are purely subjective, please don't bury me alive.

Note: none of this is canon so some charas might be ooc, don’t take it too seriously! Might write for Domina, Meliadoul, Famin and Delisaster one day, idk

MASH...

He’s probably busy eating or making cream puffs when he hears you call for help. It isn’t common for you to do such a thing so he freaks out a little bit at first, but upon finding out the mess you’ve made while trying to empty the washing machine, he just stands there, completely dumbfounded. 

He’s a little dense, so it takes him a minute or two to figure out that you’re actually stuck. He’s never been in this situation before, therefore he’s sweating a little and panicking internally. “T-t-t-t-this is bad. I-I-I have to help them out.” 

Pulling on your legs would be a terrible idea, considering his strength, and he’s just completely clueless on how to get you out. 

Would 100% rip open the washing machine and leave you completely astonished as he does so, then pat your shoulder in a comforting way with a thumbs up. 

Overall very cute, even tried to comfort you after such a “traumatising” ordeal. 8/10.

DOT...

He thinks he’s the main character, we all know it. He’s probably checking himself out in the mirror and saying cool protagonist lines when he hears you call out for help, and suddenly, his main quest has changed!

He walks in on you, stuck head first in the washing machine, and much like Mash, he just looks at you for a bit before taking in the situation. Of course, he’s going to help you, but he needs to gloat about it first, you know it.

“Damn, how could you ever get out of here without my help, huh?” He’d just take on dramatic poses that he assumes are cool (they are not), and try to pull you out by himself. “Can’t be helped, huuuh?”

Despite all his efforts, he doesn’t manage to get you out and he just starts mumbling things about the washing machine being a worthy opponent before actually grabbing his phone and calling someone for help.

Dot is just being Dot, after all, but he’s full of good intentions. 5/10, at least you had a good laugh..? 

FINN...

Finn immediately interrupts his studying when he hears you call out for him, and he’s running like his own life depends on it! “What’s wrong, (Y/N)?!”

Upon seeing you stuck in there head first, he gets into panic mode! It isn’t completely horrible either and it’s just purely annoying to be stuck, but Finn sees it differently. If you called for help, then SURELY you must be terrified or in pain!

He’s going to pace around the room for a minute, wondering “How do I get them out? How do I get them out? How do I get them out?” before deciding that he’s going to take it step by step!

Gently guides you out of the washing machine without too much trouble and doesn’t judge you even once for it! He gives you a big hug afterwards because he’s convinced you were very scared (you weren’t, but he was)!

I physically cannot give Finn anything under 9/10. He is bebe.

LEMON...

She’s probably making a cute keychain for you when you call out for her. She will make you her utmost priority and cheerily trot up to you. “Yeeees~ what is it?”

You’re… stuck. She blushes dramatically and screams out something like “Kyaaah! Just like in those movies! You perv!” But then carefully inspect the position you’re in and how the hell you got stuck in there.

She’s going to try pretty much everything in her power, from pulling you out to switching your position and figuring out a way to painlessly get you out of there…

And eventually get you out! However, be warned: she will give you the side eye with a blush every time she sees you for at least a month and giggle. Who knows what’s going through her head?

Helpful, cute, and funny. 8/10 would recommend.

LANCE...

He’s reading a book when you call for him. He will automatically assume something bad happened (well, technically yes, but.. yeah) and quickly run to the laundry room. “(Y/N), what happened?!”

Looks down on you without you knowing. The display is pretty ridiculous and laughable, but he won’t make a sound. He’s just going to pat your back. “I’ll get you out of here.”

He’s a very smart guy, so he just has to look at the way you’re stuck for a few seconds before figuring out the most efficient way to help you, and it takes him very little time.

Will sigh and shake his head in disapproval, but internally scream when you pout at him for sighing because he thinks you’re adorable. He’s going to look away and clear his throat so you can’t see his blush.

Efficient and definitely nice, he won’t even tease you about it. He did look down on you though, 7/10.

RAYNE...

Where is he anyway? He’s taking his sweet time when you call for him, and when he does finally arrive, you’re met with his usual neutral voice. “Yes, I heard you calling the first time.”

You can’t tell, but when he walks in on you stuck like this, he gives you the look… but again, it’s probably his neutral face. How’d you get stuck in there anyway? You really can’t do anything by yourself, can you?

Much like Lance, he’s extremely smart, so he’s going to pull you out of there very quickly, and he sighs while doing so. How can you be so clumsy? It’s almost as if you did it on purpose.

He’s about to lecture you but notices that you’re very embarrassed and can’t even look him in the eyes, so his expression softens just a little and he decides not to say anything mean and just gives you a comforting pat on the head. “Don’t get stuck again, alright?”

Very thoughtful despite the cold look he gives you, efficient and nice. 8/10.

ABEL...

Abel rarely stays away from you for very long, so he was probably there when it happened and he saw you getting stuck. He also noticed how you couldn’t get out by yourself. “It appears you need some help.”

You’re now aware that he saw you and it’s just fully embarrassing, but he’s part of the clever ones, so you’re pretty sure he will help you out quickly. Or will he? He’s always been a little odd, even around you anyway.

It’s really curious to him, how you managed to get stuck that fast yet you just can’t get out by yourself. Will definitely ask if you did it on purpose while keeping a straight face and blank tone.

Gets you out in a longer time than he should’ve because he was busy trying to understand how you got in there in the first place. He won’t judge you for it, but he will absolutely bring it up around other people like it’s no big deal.

It’s nice that he was already there, did help, but embarrasses you in front of your friends. 6/10

ABYSS...

No matter what he’s doing when you call out for him or where he is, he will Acceleraise his way to you immediately! You are his top 1 priority!

He will however take a second to appreciate the display and chuckle a little bit to himself like “Hah… cute.” before actively looking for a solution because he can literally feel your embarrassment.

“How did you manage to do this?” He mumbles, and makes sure that you aren’t hurt or in any pain first of all. He will 100% reassure you through the whole process!

Abyss is smart and will get you out quickly and without making fun of you. Unlike Abel, he won’t mention it around anyone else, and makes a self note: needs to buy a bigger washing machine so you don’t get stuck again.

Sweet and efficient, very nice and comforting. 10/10, would get stuck again.

WIRTH...

He’s training and trying to improve his capacities when you call out for him. He’s used to you getting into such and such situations, so he just takes his time now. “What is it this time, (Y/N)?”

A bit dumbfounded when he sees the way you’ve managed to get stuck, will crackle up in laughter because as used as he is to see stuff like that with you, it always manages to surprise him.

He’s going to keep giggling as he helps you through, and you just wish you could wipe that smirk off his face but you can’t really do anything and just wait for him to help.

He even hesitates and feels like he should leave you like that, but he doesn’t want you to be upset at him, so he will get you out pretty easily and tease you about it later on. “Aww, c’mon, don’t sulk now~!”

Kind of a jerk, but in a lovable way. You need to find something to tease him back with, 7/10 though.

MARGARETTE...

They’re probably rehearsing or composing another one of these musical masterpieces to play on the piano when their beloved calls out for help. 

They’ll gently chuckle and crouch down next to you. “Oh my! How’d you get in such a situation, dear?” Their arms are a little too bulky to reach out for you from the outside, so they’ll shift into their true form and easily reach for your shoulders so they can pull you out!

Margarette is one of the smart characters and will get you out of the washing machine in no time, very gently and gracefully, making sure you don’t get hurt or anything in the process.

Will give you a hug and gentle pats on the head to comfort you. “There, there~.” They won’t tease you about it nor make fun, but will definitely chuckle a little upon remembering it.

A mother figure, very nice and gentle. Cannot wait to hear the masterpiece they were busy composing, 10/10.

CARPACCIO...

He’s experimenting on lab rats and seems very engrossed with his occupation, so it will take him a little bit of time to hear you calling out for him.

Freezes when he sees you stuck head first inside the washing machine and stares blankly without a word for way longer than necessary. He’s got a little smirk and his lower eyelids rise up in amusement.

“Heh.” is all you can hear before he makes his way towards you and inspects you while he considers leaving you like this for a bit longer because it sure as hell is funny for him. But he knows you’ll be upset and he doesn’t want you to give him the silent treatment.

If he doesn’t find a quick way to get you out, he will stab his way through the washing machine (and give you a good scare as he does that) to free you! Terrifyingly sweet, he’s just staring with a very slight smirk and you know he will tease you about it.

Mean but at least he helped you out. You got scared for your life even though you know he wouldn’t hurt you. 7/10

ORTER...

He’s reading a book and he’s sure as hell he heard you call for him. He will carefully put down his book and look for the source of the muffled cry he just heard.

Despite being quite the jerk around others, Orter is a mature man, and he isn’t going to make any snarky remarks or make fun of you. He will sigh upon seeing you squirm, crouching next to you to check the mess you’ve been making.

“Calm down. If you’ve managed to find a way in, there’s obviously a way out.” Very rational throughout the whole process and effectively gets you out of the washing machine, inspecting you afterwards to make sure you aren’t hurt.

Much like Abyss, he will make a mental note to buy a larger washing machine, and kindly help you back up without teasing you or ever bringing it up around anyone else. If you apologise, he’ll tell you it’s nonsense.

Very logical and calm, efficient and polite. 10/10.

RENATUS...

Sure as hell taking a nice nap when he hears that scream of his name that could wake up the dead. He groans and stands up to lazily make his way to the laundry room.

He whistles when he sees you stuck there and gives a snarky chuckle. “Woah, just for me?” and you can physically feel your face heat up. He’s going to get closer to check the way you’re stuck and…

Whack! He’ll give your butt a playful slap before helping you out and laughing out loud at the ridiculous situation. After all, it’s not everyday that he gets to see his s/o in such an embarrassing state!

He will however stop teasing you if he sees you get uncomfortable and wrap his arms around your waist to comfort you with a softer chuckle. He might tease you later if he ever remembers this happened.

Again, jerk but in a lovable way. You need to give him that spank back tho, 7/10.

RYOH...

Like Abyss, you are his utmost priority and he will immediately drop anything he’s doing (probably admiring his reflection in a mirror) when he hears you call out for him! 

He’ll chuckle when he sees you stuck in there, and you can tell his mind is running! But there is no time for this. If Ryoh's s/o is stuck in the washing machine, he must overcome this trial!

Will get you out in a manly way (whatever that means!) and you’ll even wonder how he did it so easily, that’s how flawless his whole performance is.

He might tease you if you’re comfortable with it, winking at you way too many times and making it pretty obvious what kind of ideas he has. If you aren’t, it’s also fine, he’s just going to cuddle you into forgetting it.

Ryoh is just a W man. There’s nothing else to say, 10/10.

KALDO...

It’s good that you called him, he was about to ruin yet another perfectly fine dish by pouring an ungodly amount of honey on top of it. He will pout in disappointment but come check what’s up.

“(Y/N), dear, are you having fun in there~?” He teases with a chuckle. “Can I join?” But upon hearing your frustrated groan, he will go into thinking mode and consider his options.

His first thought is to use honey to make it easier to pull you out, but he quickly dismisses it. He will, instead, pull on your clothes to avoid hurting your skin when you get out. 

Will get you out, but your clothes are ruined, so he’ll give you his coat so you can cover up and not be too embarrassed. He might bring it up later and pretend he forgot how embarrassing it was for you, but really, he just wants to tease you.

Playful and cute, but he did ruin that shirt you liked a lot. 7/10.

[fandoms-are-my-friends-1321]

Okay, so I really want to write a fanfic for Mashle: Magic and Muscles

Specifically, I want to write one of the following x reader's, but I do not know which idea people would enjoy more. None of the fanfic ideas (or requests if people have them) will involve smut because most of the characters are minors. I prefer to stick with more romantic/platonic ideas, and while I have the main ideas listed below, anyone is welcome to make suggestions! I still have three more episodes left of season two and have not read much of the manga yet, so this should be considered as well. Anyway, here are some ideas:

Margarette Macron x Reader where they either write a love song for the reader on the piano, teach the reader how to play piano, or catch the reader playing music after saying they did not know how to play an instrument

Rayne Ames x Reader where the reader makes Rayne a crochet bunny and he carries it around in his cloak pocket

Mash x Reader where the reader is really good at baking and the sweet smells from the kitchen always lure Mash inside

An x reader (not sure which character yet, but leaning more towards Margarette or one of the Divine Visionaries) where the reader has a curse similar to Eda from The Owl House and the character helps to calm them down

If you have any suggestions or which one of these ideas you would prefer, please feel free to reblog or comment on this post!

[distoontopia]

ignore me, ahaaa... i drew this self insert and this self-ship between me and the most gorgeous warlock i've ever seen in my life. seriously just everything about them is just.. so gorgeous. i love their ambition, i love their magic, i love their talent and skills and just sheer coolness... i look up to them so much. they have so little content, i shake and weep. margarette fans... i'm saluting you... write those headcanons... draw them... give us that content with me... -- awaaa.. read the manga sketch in the last image from right to left, desu

[rainee-da]

Hey I like your wroting, pls keep up the good work 🙌🏻 i was wondering why u use emoji for character sometimes tho

Heyy anon thank you so much! I'm glad you like the fics that I made 🍀

I'm not really sure about what you mean by that, but if you're talking about the emoji I put after each character's name, it is indeed intentional and there are interesting reason for it! (at least I think it's interesting lol)

It's gonna be unnecessarily long so read down below if you happen to be interested with this one! (for some reasons)

I'm used to indulge to my fantasy via X (Twitter) a lot, especially since there are many Character X Reader fanarts created by JP's artists being posted on twitter. But in japanese fandom's twitter culture, there are many unspoken rules as to how to tag/title your work for the sake of decluttering/censoring/gatekeeping (idk how to best phrase that lol) and it is especially important to learn it if you want your work to reach to their demographics as well.

As for emojis, many people often used the unofficial fandom's designated emojis to tag their work/tweet/ instead of typing the actual name of the character, this is so they'll not clutter the hastag itself with their artworks/fic. Especially since sometimes there are character with similar names to one character in another fandom / the character's name itself is similar with a certain slang/noun/place.

The best example for this is Epidem from Mashle, since if you put the katakana of his name on twitter search engine you will be directed to a news/threads/tweets that is talking about 'epidemic'. It will be troublesome if someone who doesn't know anything about Mashle ended up finding random fanart about Epidem when they tried to find news related to 'epidemic', right? that's why tagging it with the designated emoji/term for that character will be more preferrable in this case.

If you want to know the designated emoji for each character in Mashle, here are the list of some that I've known;

ADLER DORM

Mash Burnedead = 🍄

Finn Ames = 🐬

Lance Crown = 🪐

Dott Barret = 💥

Lemon Irvine = 🍋

Rayne Ames = ☔

Max Land = 🎈

LANG DORM

Abel Walker = 🪆/🧸

Abyss Razor = 🎭

Wirth Madl = 🕶️

Love Cute = 💗

Milo Genius = 🎓

Olore Andrew = 🦈

Anser Shinri = ⚙️

ORCA DORM

Margarette Macaron = 🎼

Carpaccio Luo-Yang = 🍥

Tron Morceau = 🎺

Cello Morceau = 🎻

DIVINE VISIONARY

Ryoh Grantz = ✨

Orter Madl = ⏳

Kaldo Gehenna = 🍯

Renatus Revol = ✝️

Agito Tyrone = 🐉

Sophina Biblia = 📕

Tsurara Halestone = ❄️

WALKIS ACADEMY

Domina Blowelive = 💧/🌊

Levis Rosequartz = 🧲

Lovie Rosequartz = ⚡

Charles Contini = 📞

Galuf Gargaron = 👅

Kenny Clark = 🧊

Malcolm Curtis = 🪲

MAGOL CASTLE

Innocent Zero = ⏰/🕰️

Cell War = 💎

Doom = 🪞/🥞

Famin = 🤡/🎪/🃏

Epidem = 🍮

Delisaster = 🍾

That is the reason I put certain emoji for certain character. It's just because I often do that when I talk to other ppl about Mashle & I thought it would be nice to apply that to my writing!

There are (obviously) many others that I didn't write here because I didn't know, and I can't say for certain that what I describe up below is the correct explanation for this. For that reason, feel free to leave comments if you wish to add more/correct my post!

Well, that is all. Thank you for reading all of that mumbo-jumbo I just wrote up there 🍀 sorry if it's messy.... i know it is....

[dabi-drift]

Margarette Macaron x Reader (Mashle: Magic and Muscles):

Margarette is sure that to love you is the human condition. And when they love, they're love incarnate; it's in all that they do and they can never be unwed. Because they were a chrysalis before they met you, and now they're a butterfly. Because now their favourite sound is the beating of a heart in love.

You inspire them, and when they compose for you, it's so intimate. They can feel you in every note.

And sometimes they let you choose the keys, but it's another excuse to have your hands in theirs, to have you on their lap and in their arms.

They're a poet born of love, and every compliment is a quote from Cupid's bible. It's like your love has a script, like you're written for each other, because even if the lovers aren't perfect, the words are.

Sometimes they want to be the maiden, and you're the knight with the strength to make them swoon. You pick the fights and they patch your wounds. You're a power couple, but you make them feel weak - and not just at the knees.

When they watch you fight, they know they want to share their life with you. They can see a thousand futures, but not a one without you.

They thought they'd loved before, but when they met you, they knew they'd been wrong. Because now the love songs make sense, and forever doesn’t seem so long.

The day they fell in love with you, they felt complete, and now they have more thoughts of you than the sky has stars. And even when school separates you, they count the minutes until you'll meet again.

If truth can be found in fables, then your kiss is their elixir of life. With one, they'll never age; with one a day, they'll never die. They kiss your cheeks in public, and your lips in private. They kiss you when they think about how much they love you today, and how much more they'll love you tomorrow.

They swear that no-one's ever been happier in love; or that a love without you is a love that isn't true.

[fandoms-are-my-friends-1321]

Silly Little Love Song

So, I decided to start with the Margarette Macron x Reader because they deserve more attention in the fandom and I absolutely love how this character is portrayed. The title of the fic comes from the song by Wings (I sang it in my head trying to figure out what the actual name of the song was), and if anyone has future suggestions, feel free to let me know! Extra note - Y/D/N stands for "Your Dorm Name" to make things more inclusive!

Summary: The reader has always admired Margarette's piano playing from a distance but does not want to admit this to them. However, Margarette picks up on the reader's glances and tries to get them to open up. Will a love song that reveals the reader's hidden musical talent finally bring the two together?

Warnings: None, if I miss any please let me know!

Y/N's quill traveled smoothly across the page as they finished the last sentence of their notes for potions class. The professor completed the lecture ten minutes ago, but Y/N was in no hurry. They did not have any classes the following period, and potions was the subject that they struggled with the most, so detailed notes were a must if they were going to pass.

"You really shouldn't worry about taking notes, dear Y/N. Haven't you aced the past two exams?"

Y/N looked up and met the soft gaze of the Prefect of Orca dorm, Margarette Macron, their eyes the color of forget me not flowers that Y/N could get lost in if given the chance. Y/N shook their head and closed their notebook. "Oh, hello Margarette, I wish your statement was true, but my grades are more horrendous than some of the freshmen in this year's entrance exam..."

Margarette chuckled at the comment, and Y/N wondered how it was possible for even their voice to sound like the most beautiful serenade. Still, Margarette was a powerful magic user that was in line to be the next Divine Visionary, so how could they possibly be interested in a mediocre magic user from Y/D/N. Margarette leaned on the table and tilted their head, their industrial piercings reflecting the torch light from the room.

"Such a shame that people from Y/D/N put so much pressure on themselves, especially someone as-"

"Hey, Margarette!! Can you show us some of your magic again?!" A cluster of eager freshmen dashed up towards the table like children sprinting to a glass candy display. Each of them had bass clefs or eighth note marks that matched that of musical magic users, so it made sense why they would want to see the famous piano display that Margarette would sometimes show off. Margarette crossed to the front of the room that was free of any tables, and with a wave of their wand, their piano materialized in front of them. As they sat down on the bench, Margarette's fingers gracefully moved over the ivory keys, causing awes and oohs to fall from the dazzled freshmen, and Y/N found themselves equally entranced by the music notes that swiveled and turned among purple ribbons. Margarette, while at one with their music, took every chance they could to glance over at Y/N. Any time they looked, however, Y/N seemed to be preoccupied with their shoes or an imaginary stain on their cloak. The moment Margarette would not be paying attention, Y/N would remain fully focused on their playing or let their focus wander to take in Margarette's makeup that looked perfect in this lighting. Just stop it, Y/N muttered to themselves internally, They would never take a second look at you if some pretty magic user walked through the door right now.

As Margarette finished the last lines of their signature melody, their head shot up in hopes of finally catching Y/N watching their performance, but all they saw was Y/N leaving the room with their head facing the floor. The freshmen crowded Margarette and praised their magical abilities, but their compliments were not enough to prevent a frown of disappointment to appear on the Prefect's face. Once the freshmen left the room, some more quickly than others at the realization that they would be late for their next class, Margarette let out a sigh. Oh Y/N, why do you flee when the spotlight always shines brighter on you in my eyes...

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Y/N's temples throbbed as they tried to study the potions formulas in their dorm room, but none of the numbers or ingredients were adding up. If anything, they created a murky abyss in Y/N's mind that made no sign of clearing any time soon. Y/N rubbed their eyes as they shoved their chair back with a squeak, the annoying sound miniscule compared to the running thoughts that zoomed in their head.

There was only one thing that could help them at this point.

Y/N traveled down the stone hallway, their feet clicking on the slate colored walkway as the remaining tangerine rays of the sun began to dip below the protective walls of the school. They knew that it was risky to leave their dorm this close to dark since students were not allowed to roam the halls, but Y/N needed to find a way to alleviate their stress and doubt. Finally, they reached the music room, a place where magic users who did not specialize in magical spells imbued with lyrical notes could practice. Y/N could feel a weight lift from their shoulders at the sight of the piano in the middle of the room, the familiarity like a comforting hug from a close friend. They sat down on the mahogany bench and drew in a gradual inhale, their fingers positioned on the keys and waiting in anticipation.

The tune that Y/N began to play was a simple one, but it was a melody that they had learned from their childhood. Each note felt like home, and Y/N could feel themselves swaying with the beat of the song. They were so lost in the moment that they did not hear Margarette enter the room.

It was an encounter that happened merely by chance.

Margarette had just finished the first patrol round of the night, and as they began to return back to their dorm room, they heard the sounds of a piano from down the hall. The tune was simple, but the emotion that came from the music caused goosebumps to cover Margarette's arms and curiosity to sparkle in their eyes. Upon entering the room, Margarette half expected to see one of the freshmen from earlier, but seeing Y/N playing the piano with the grace of a dancer made Margarette's heart swell with pride and a surprised gasp to leave their purple tinted lips. "My, my, you never told me you played piano, Y/N."

Y/N jolted at the sound of Margarette's voice, the shock causing them to tip backwards and the bench below them to slide and topple to the floor. Instead of colliding with the jagged and ancient stones below, Y/N felt a pair of arms wrapped securely around them. The same eyes Y/N could feel themselves almost drowning in earlier were now inches from them, only this time, Y/N could not look away. Margarette assisted Y/N back to a standing position before placing the bench back upright. The prefect dusted off the bench and took a seat, patting the space beside them. "While I enjoyed the heavenly melody you were playing, may I show you a new song? It's one that I hoped to play for you one day."

Y/N could feel a blush heating up their cheeks, but to be so close to the person who inspired them so often was an offer they could not refuse. Y/N sat down next to Margarette, their scent a mixture of lavender and musk, which to Y/N's surprise made them feel relaxed and not nervous. Margarette hesitantly reached for Y/N's hand's, but they stopped themselves. "Is it alright for me to show you how to play the song?"

Y/N nodded as they rested their hands in Margarette's palms, their fingers gently intertwining as Margarette placed them on the piano keys. Margarette took things slow and allowed Y/N to sense which keys to press when and what notes would follow next in line, and unlike the usual purple ribbons that surrounded Margarette's music, the musical notes were surrounded by a pinkish hue. Once the tune was complete, Margarette let go of Y/N's hands and their chest rumbled with laughter. "You are a natural, Y/N! You should play more often and share this beauty with the world!" Margarette looked away then as a thought crossed their mind. They rubbed the back of their neck as their pale cheeks appeared more red than normal. "Then again, I would gladly cherish your beauty on my own."

Was Margarette really confessing their feelings right now? Y/N's mouth opened and closed like a fish out of water, but after seeing the brief glimpse of fear enter Margarette's eyes at the potential of being rejected, Y/N knew how to respond. Y/N leaned up and kissed Margarette on the cheek, but they retreated soon after with their arms wrapping tightly around themselves. Despite the cold temperature of the room, Y/N 's embarrassment made it feel like they had been hit by one of Dot's spells. "As long as I can admire your beauty and learn more songs by your side as well, then we have a deal..."

Margarette felt as if someone had just told them that they were the next Divine Visionary, and yet this overwhelming adoration was far greater than such an announcement. Margarette cupped Y/N's chin, their fingers light as they leaned closer. Margarette pressed their lips against Y/N's in a feather light kiss, parting away with a grin wider than before. "I would accept that deal any day, my darling."

Tags: @ansbobcar, @rainee-da, @mayurin17, @thebasicbword, @mashleverse, @xram7x

[rainee-da]

🍀hall of fame — this is the list of fanfiction that i highly recommend for you to read! [ 🔞 NSFW / 🌧️ Angst / 🌻 Fluff / 🔪 Dark ]

Mashle: Magic and Muscle — look at the emoji before proceeding!

🔞 Bleed - Carpaccio Luo-Yang X Reader 🌻 Finding Rabbits - Rayne Ames X Reader 🌻 Silly Little Love Songs - Margarette Macaron X Reader 🌻 Relationship Headcanons - Wirth Madl 🌻 What Makes Them Embarassed - Orter Madl/Rayne Ames/Abbys Razor X Reader

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[kyoghurts]

Ⳋ ★ .ᐟ — 𝒌. presents , mashle masterlist

♡ ﹑the fandom i'm most active contemporarily! favorite characters; aka mash burnedead and rayne ames, are the ones i have my priorities with. rest assured that the requests shall be written! just not as quickly as you hope it will '^^ thank you for being patient w me!

♡ ﹑MASH BURNEDEAD

confessing with a cream puff [ headcanon | fluff ] ☆ — silly imagine about mash confessing.

comfort creampuffs, the true magic [ drabble | fluff | 0.3k wc ] ☆ — you go home feeling fatigued to your boyfriend and he made comfort creampuffs for you.

falling (without grace) [ headcanon | fluff ] ☆ — my headcanons of mash having feelings for you…albeit very oblivious.

birthday gift [ special oneshot | fluff | 1.1k wc ] ☆ — on the day that you’re born, he wants to make you feel special. because you are.

the romantic [ drabble | fluff | 0.5k wc ] ☆ — the simple acts of loving.

♡ ﹑RAYNE AMES

to promise life [ drabble | fluff | 0.5k wc ] ☆ — you look like a promise, you look like love.

stupidly in love with you [ drabble | fluff & suggestive (?) | 0.4k wc ] ☆ — kissing rayne on the cheek (until he’s had enough) is a crime worth committing.

matchmade [ oneshot | fluff | 1.6k wc] ☆ — you gave your boss matching bunny keychains and chaos ensues. it’s max’s fault, by the way.

moon fairy [ drabble || fluff & ooc | 0.5k wc ] ☆ — he sees you singing in the middle of the night in the long hallway of adler dorms.

enemies to lovers trope [ headcanon | crack & angst w a happy ending ] ☆ — silly reader (insane) x serious (sane) rayne, like yin and yang.

lover, you should’ve come over. [ drabble | angst | 0.9k wc ] ☆ — you confess your love to rayne and you don't regret doing so. ever.

safe space [ oneshot | hurt/comfort | 0.9k wc ] ☆ — you don’t have to apologize for these things. never apologise for having your own safe space with rayne.

happy tears [ oneshot | fluff (mostly platonic) | 1.6k wc ] ☆ — rayne sees you for who you are: the awkward bean whom he finds fondness in you.

the fall in the moonlight [ oneshot | suggestive | 2k wc ] ☆ — rayne is more than willing to surrender his love to you. only that you’ll let him.

taking care of you [ drabble | fluff | 0.4k wc ] ☆ — rayne who loves taking care of you and your hair. as a form of affection.

ಇ. mini series!

la vie en rose [ village au!mash burnedead/gn reader | fluff | on-going & slow updates ] ☆ — mash brings a flower everytime he visits you, one who’s selling pastries in another village, each visits come with different flowers.

ಇ. other/various headcanons, imagines!

me, to you : part i. part ii. [ various | headcanon | song lyrics | fluff ] ☆ — no full context, just song lyrics that either encompass their feelings for their s/o or the other way around.

to kill the vibrant [ lemon irvine/gn reader | angst | drabble ] ☆ — loving her is so simple and easy, until it’s not.

3:02 AM [ dot barrett/gn reader | fluff | drabble] ☆ — your boyfriend’s got an idea: he’ll pepper you kisses until you fall asleep instead.

2:17 AM [ domina blowelive/gn reader | fluff | drabble ] ☆ — domina needs your reassurance, you’ll give him even if it’s silly.

love | oil on canvas [ margarette macaron/gn reader | fluff | oneshot ] ☆ — you finally realize they’re the heart of your piece.

lover acts [ various | headcanon | fluff ] ☆ — being your lover and being in love comes with a habit you're bound to adore forever.

smiling like an idiot [ kaldo gehenna/gn reader | imagine | fluff and crack ] ☆ — he's so cooked. why does he find your ridiculous and clumsy disposition cute????

who fell first, who fell harder [ various | headcanon/imagine | fluff ] ☆ — soft and flowery hcs of falling in love. and falling harder.

© kyoghurts ★ all works are mine. please do not repost !

[dabi-drift]

[Masterlist]

Boku No Hero Academia

Atsuhiro Sako/Mr Compress:

➳ Kidnapping a Pro Hero

➳ Valentine’s Day

➳ Omegaverse

➳ Court Jester x Princess, Part 1

      ♛ Part 2

➳ S/O on Her Period

➳ S/O has Back Problems

➳ New Year’s Kiss

➳ Flirting with a Pro Hero

Katsuki Bakugou:

➳ Valentine’s Day

➳ Genderfluid S/O

➳ S/O is in Class B

Rumi Usagiyama/Mirko:

➳ Genderfluid S/O

Tamaki Amajiki/Suneater:

➳ Genderfluid S/O

➳ Tamaki With a Quirkless Alpha

Momo Yaoyorozu:

➳ Valentine’s Day

➳ Genderfluid S/O

Keigo Takami/Hawks:

➳ Genderfluid S/O

➳ New Year’s Kiss

Izuku Midoriya:

➳ Suicidal S/O

Shouto Todoroki:

➳ Suicidal S/O

Touya Todoroki/Dabi:

➳ Genderfluid S/O

➳ Saving S/O from Another Villain

➳ S/O on Her Period

➳ New Year’s Kiss

➳ Dabi With a Quirkless Alpha

Geten/Iceman:

➳ Omegaverse

➳ Reaction to Another Omega Pursuing His S/O

➳ Reaction to Learning He’s Infertile 

➳ Geten’s Thoughts on Pups

➳ Pregnant Geten

➳ Geten Pining After a Bonded Alpha

     ✳ Turning to Another Alpha for Comfort and Love

➳ Another Omega Trying to Take His Alpha

➳ Geten Being Courted By an Alpha Who Thinks He’s a Beta

     ✳ Geten’s S/O is Given an Aphrodisiac by a Jealous Omega

     ✳ Re-Destro’s Thoughts on the Developing Relationship 

➳ Geten with a Gentle & Caring Alpha

➳ Geten Nesting

➳ Geten Loses His Alpha

➳ Geten’s S/O Trying to Educate Him

➳ Geten’s Alpha Sacrifices Themselves for Him

➳ Geten Dreams About a World Without His S/O

➳ Another Alpha Insults Geten After Being Rejected

➳ Geten’s S/O Hates Being Called ‘Alpha’

➳ Geten and His Alpha Pining For Each Other

➳ Geten Leaves S/O For His Fated Pair

➳ (Y/n) Intervenes When Geten’s Alpha Hurts Him

➳ Genderfluid S/O

➳ Asexual S/O

➳ Geten’s S/O Was in the League of Villains

➳ Flirtatious S/O

➳ POC S/O

➳ Shy S/O Asks Him Out & Relationship Headcanons

➳ Geten in a Quirk Marriage

➳ Geten Stalking His Crush

➳ Geten’s Crush Rejects Him Because He Looks Like a Girl

➳ Geten’s Crush Rejects Him Because He Can’t Behave

➳ Hero S/O

➳ Geten Falls For a Hero Because of Their Strength

➳ S/O on Her Period

➳ Single Mother S/O

➳ Geten’s Crush is Hit By a Quirk That Makes Them Fall in Love

➳ Geten is Hit By a Quirk That Makes Him Fall in Love

➳ Geten’s Crush is a Bookworm

➳ Reader Kidnaps Geten

➳ Reader Only Likes Geten For His Looks

➳ S/O Self-Harms

➳ Suicidal S/O

➳ S/O Has Body Dysmorphia

➳ S/O is a Student

    ✳ Part 2

➳ S/O is Praiseful

➳ Geten Using His S/O For the MLA

➳ S/O is into Astronomy

➳ S/O Leaves Him For Dabi

➳ S/O Leaves Him For Re-Destro

➳ Geten Breaks Up With S/O

➳ S/O is Taller

➳ S/O Works at Curious’ Company

➳ Sick Geten

➳ S/O Tending to an Injured Geten

➳ S/O is a Medic

➳ Geten Lashes Out at S/O and Feels Bad

➳ S/O Has (C)PTSD

➳ S/O Has Anorexia 

➳ S/O Has Bulimia

➳ S/O Has Binge Eating Disorder

➳ S/O Has Maladaptive Daydreaming

➳ Geten Has Retroactive Jealousy

➳ S/O is In The Police

➳ S/O Backs Out of a Quirk Marriage

➳ S/O is a Winter Person

➳ S/O is a Narehate {MiA AU}

Mashle: Magic and Muscles

Rayne Ames I  II  III  IV  V  VI

Finn Ames I  II  III  IV

Orter Madl I  II  III  IV  V

Mash Burnedead I  II  III

Lance Crown I

Abyss Razor I  II  III

Abel Walker I  II

Margarette Macaron I II

Carpaccio Luo-Yang I

Domina Blowelive I  II

Kaldo Gehenna I  II  III