#nohr.request

[alienaiver]

Hello! I hope this is the right askbox, I can't access the link one from the rules post. May I req about Allen W. & Lavi (separately) with reader having a relaxing time together after a tough tiring mission (in which they could have almost died)? Thanks!

hey hi hello! <!!3 and ah, thank you for telling me that! i'll fix it asap but dw, u came to the right place 🧡✨ and this request was so cute.......lavis got a bit angsty but i tried to mend it LJSFKS<3333 i hope you like them :') <!!33333333

made it genderneutral and reader is an exorcist as well, innocence etc is unspecified though!

wordcount: 1.9k (872 for allen and 1.1k for lavi respectively!) warnings: death is a discussed subject in both but more in the presence of relief in a death not happening! i kept it as lighthearted as my d. gray man infused tragedy ass was able to! (i wouldnt mind exploring either of these more in-depth if thats something youd be interested in!!)

thank you for requesting my friend<3

Allen throws another log of wood into the hearth. It’s cold and your gratitude at being allowed to stay at this mansion during your mission is slowly wearing off with the way the temperature seems to be just a little too cold no matter how much wood you waste.

“Ah, I apologize that it has yet to heat up,” Allen apologies weakly and you can’t help the snort you let out, “that’s got nothin’ got do with you though.”

He nods, “still. I feel awful that you’re so cold,” he admits before situating himself back on the couch. You huff, “I’m not that cold.” you try but the arguments falls flat when he looks at you and laughs, “are you certain? I would like to think that you hogging all the blankets and both of our duvets speaks to the opposite argument.”

Allen’s laugh is ethereal. Simply otherworldly and a warmth settles in your stomach that has little to do with the actual temperature in the room. You settle further into your little blanket mountain and sigh deeply. Exhaustion is kicking in and the weariness is not only in your muscles today.

Allen perks up immediately, “does it still hurt?”

You shake your head and bend your knee a few times, slowly, “I should’ve just gotten it together.”

It sounds sour. You don’t mean to poison the lighthearted mood that was in the room prior but bitterness is very much detectable in your voice. He sighs and leans his body towards yours, “it’s okay, I’d take you getting injured any other day than you… dying.” an awkward pause was between his sentence and the final word but you’re too preoccupied with the residual anger – if only you’d dodged the attack a few seconds earlier, if your instincts would’ve just worked right, he wouldn’t have had to scream your name in an octave that almost made you cry.

“May I?”

You hadn’t even noticed how close he’d gotten, holding the edge of the top blanket in his still gloved hand. You nod dumbly, confused, letting him into your space easily, comfortably.

You move around in tandem so that you’re finally positioned where you want to be the most – in his arms. You absentmindedly play with the hem of his jacket – none of you are out of your uniforms yet, dreading the cold that’ll inevitably hit you the second that you do and he kisses the top of your head, “I’m just glad you’re safe. I’ll even carry you to the station in the morning.”

You snort, “I know you will but I’ll not allow it, Walks.” it’s his turn to laugh out albeit it’s awkward and slightly tense, “could you stop with that nickname? I’d like to think your boyfriend should be called by his actual name,” he tries but you look at him with a smirk, “I could also go with my honey.”

The imminent and violently red blush on his cheek is worth every dime you’ve ever tried owning in your life. Endearing nicknames are very new to the lovable British boy you’ve recently started seeing romantically after months of pining and even more months of Lenalee’s insistent intervention. Neither physical nor emotional affection was something he received easily but he was getting better. You settle back against him with a shrug and a hidden, teasing smile, “I could also go with beansprout I guess?”

He groans and lets his head fall onto your shoulder, “I will carry you to the station if you do not stop that wretched nonsense immediately!”

You laugh and Allen feels himself relax again at the sound of a genuine one – there had been no reason for you to feel guilty about what happened at the battlefield today but he doesn’t blame you – he knows the feeling all too well. He’s just grateful that you’re still here, alive, in his arms right now.

A comfortable silence falls between you after you sigh contentedly. Your hand has moved on from the hem of his jacket to his hand, intertwining them with your own while he periodically sneaks kisses onto the top of your head or cheeks.

Allen never knew he’d become so addicted to physical touch as he’s gotten after kissing you only a few times. He’s constantly seeking out your hand when you walk next to each other and his hands always seems to travel to your body in a quest for some contact. Recently he’s even started touching you with his glove off – at your request, of course.

“It’s warm,” you told him the first time his ungloved hand traced circles on your cheek, stars sparkled in your eyes at his willingness to comply. You’d then proceeded to kiss every digit and up his arm, stopping at his shoulder with a sigh, “I love you, Allen Walker.”

Allen’s brought back to the present at the sound of your gentle snoring. He pulls you in closer with a content sigh. He probably will make good on the promise of carrying you to the station – even if you’ll sound like a screaming banshee all the way.

You’re both fast asleep before you realize the warmth’s finally emerging in the room from the hours of making the hearth cooperate.

Lavi

“Do you ever get tired of reading?”

You’re sprawled on the couch looking at Lavi who’s at the edge of the couch with his nose buried in documents. He almost died today and you’ve decided his reaction’s off. He’s way too nonchalant about it. You’re not sure if you’re more frustrated at him for almost dying or for his reaction not being as severe as yours.

“Hm?” he barely looks up from the parchment in his hands but the slight tilt of his head signals that he’s listening to you, at least. You groan and kick him lightly, hoping it’ll garner more of a reaction.

It doesn’t.

When you keep toeing at him, he finally sighs and puts the papers down on his lap, “what?”

There’s more bite in that word than you’ve ever heard from him and it makes you recoil. It doesn’t go past him though and he seems to visibly reign back his emotions, if only for a split second. He reaches out for you but you bend your legs up towards you, “I’m sorry I annoyed you,” you try and he moves back to his papers – for a moment you fear he’s just gonna start reading again but he folds them up nicely and puts them on the corner table next to the couch. He then takes off his headband, and lets his hair fall down.

“I’m a little tense, I apologize.”

He moves towards you again and this time you let him, his arms crossed and resting on your thighs. You bite your underlip, waiting to see if he’ll continue talking.

He doesn’t, he simply makes one of his signature smiles.

Jerk.

You sigh and let your arms fall to your sides, “listen Lavi, you almost died today. I think we should talk about it instead of just… reading to distract from the subject.”

Frustration flashes in his eye and he looks down with his bottom lip formed to a pout. A heavy cute aggression overwrites your focus for a moment and you want to squeeze his cheeks. You lean towards him as well, your arms going around his neck – the position is uncomfortable though, so your arms travel down his and wrap around his wrists to pull him on top of you. He follows meekly until he’s comfortably settled.

“Well, well, well,” he says with a toothy grin but you hush him, “don’t play around right now, idiot, I actually do want to talk.”

He clicks his tongue in an almost Kanda-like fashion but rests his forehead on top of yours anyway before he opens his mouth, “you know I’m not… good, with all that. I’m not built like that.”

You hold back a snort but a breath of air does escape your nose before you can stop it. You hope it’s not as condescending as you fear it sounds. “You said that about romance too before you kissed me senseless underneath two exploding Akumas two years ago.”

He looks around the room in an effort to not look you in the eyes. You kiss him, slowly and with as much love as you can muster. He sighs into it and when you pull back, he follows you for a second kiss. You oblige as your hands run through his hair. You always did like to play around with it.

He’s distracting you; you realize. He’s not the only one able to calculate situations like these so you pull back and tut at him, “I could’ve lost you today.”

He sighs, “but you didn’t.”

“No, but I could’ve. I won’t force you more than this but I just want you to know that I’m glad you’re okay.” you trace mindless circles on his cheek as you say this and you don’t miss the way his eye widens at your admission. He clears his throat, “you are?”

It’s a whisper of a question.

The insecurity laced into his question surprises you and you do a double take to read his facial expression. He looks scared. You pull him impossibly closer, sighing into his hair, “of course, Lavi. I love you.”

He gulps loudly and you can feel the shaking as he exhales. You know what he’s about to say, so you pull him to face you again and kiss him before he gets a chance to.

After kissing some composure back into him and the shakiness out, you smile at him, admiring his emerald eye.

“That card game you talked about on the train – you still want to play?”

He seems to consider for a second before he decides, “no. I want to stay in your arms.”

You laugh and he blows a raspberry into your neck making you scream out and paw at him, trying to push him off. He laughs too before settling into your neck again. You’re tense though because you don’t trust him not to continue his shenanigans.

“Would you rather eat 20 worms or sleep in the mud for two nights straight?”

You’ve never seen his face rise so fast from your chest to give you the most confused and disgusted look you’ve seen him sport in a while. When you just look at him with a raised eyebrow, clearly waiting for a serious answer, he falls back down and breathes out.

“Would I have to eat all the worms at once? Or could I space them out over a time period?”

You laugh, “would you really rather eat one worm a week for 20 weeks than get it all over with?” and he groans, “well, I gotta know my options here!”

You stifle your laugh that’s threatening to boil back up and clear your throat, “you could take as long as you needed to eat them.” you decide thoughtfully and he chuckles, “then I’d rather eat 20 worms.”

You hum in reply, thinking it through. “How long would you spend eating them?”

“Hopefully 20 years.” he admits and you punch his shoulders, “hey! That’s cheating!”

He looks up at you with a pout, “but you just said I could take as long as I needed!”

“Yeah, but I didn’t mean like that!” you pout back at him and he groans at the absurdity of it all.

The rest of the evening continues on with more ridiculous questions like these, all making you both laugh and punch each other in the name of fairness. The questions continue long into the night where you both end up falling asleep, uncomfortably tangled into each other without any hope of a duvet because none of you wanted to get up and not touch each other.

Lavi hopes his actions are able to communicate what his mouth won’t ever be able to say out loud.

I HOPE THESE FIT WHAT YOU HAD IN MIND MY LOVE<3 if not dont be afraid to lmk!!!! <3 i enjoyed immensely writing both of these and as i said up there ^ these are both works i wouldnt mind exploring more in-depth in a more longer type fic (still one shot)! 👀 but it probably would be just a bit darker/exploring the 'almost losing someone' trope deeper!!!

@the-cosmos-network 🌌

[alienaiver]

Hello uh….you know exactly what I’m gonna say djdkshdkdhlsnsl aNYWAY do u have. Any kanda relationship hcs 👀👀

hi hey friend !!! ✨ you BETCHA i do! he was my very first love - i have a 162 page long fanfic with him thats oc (me, basically lol) x kanda from when i was 14 and its so very cringe but so very beautiful<3 I HAVE MANY THOUGHTS ABT HIM - i hope you enjoy them and that I do him justice!!! 🥺🧡🧡🧡✨ i feel like i went on a tangent with the confession thing hehe hes just SO PRECIOUS

wordcount: 1.2k (sobs,,, whoops? 🤡)

warnings: none! its fluff and dumbassery <3, genderneutral reader and set in a sort of modern au!

I feel like he's actually the most mature partner out of the main four!

BUT ONLY after you've unlocked level 43 on his romance route<3

He's reserved, in complete denial for a long while after realizing his own feelings and if you dont confess first he wont EVER, he decided.

However much this man has a resolve of steel though, his thoughts about kissing you DO get out of hand for him. He makes the mistake of ranting to Lavi about it, who won't stop teasing him about it.

Lavi accidentally spills the beans to Allen who goes into complete and utter shock - which pisses Kanda off even more because really, does he honestly seem like the type to be SO incapable of a healthy loving relationship at first glance?! (don't answer that!)

So he practices. A Sunday morning he's standing in the bathroom, looking himself in the mirror and trying to confess. He doesn't even get through one sentence though because talking to himself is absolutely ridiculous. 0/10 won't ever happen again!

Surprise! It does happen again, and again and again.... Almost every day at this point, after brushing his teeth.. He practices how to confess to you!

After he's deemed himself prepared he asks to hang out with you - which isn't an unusual occurence, you've been meditating with him for months now after you showed interest in wanting to learn and started hanging out just the two of you afterwards (you just wanted an excuse to be with him, mostly)

Also he is not even the slightest bit insecure on whether or not you'll reject him. Not because he's that confident but honestly? You’re close with him and he feels like he can read you like an open book. He’s not blind to the way your eyes linger on his lips (at least not blind anymore....)

 "Are you having a stroke?" Alma asked when he walked past Kanda on the couch one day as he was holding back a blush and a smile from reading one of your stupid texts again, "shut up, Alma".

So when the day comes he’s taking you to the meditation room, setting up with you and sitting down next to you. He keeps stealing glances and holding back a smile, knowing what’s about to happen (he gets to try and finally kiss your lips)

He honestly thought of something bigger but he wanted it to be about the two of you. So when you’re both seated and positioned correctly he breathes out an “I’m in love with you, you know.”

He keeps his eyes closed but he hears the way your breath hitches, hears the way you move around your mat and nears him and he’s actively fighting back a blush when he can almost feel your breath on his cheek. He opens his eyes to see you staring right into his, “what the fuck kind of confession is that!?” you ask, almost enraged by the casualty of it - if his words hadn’t been so... heavy, you would’ve thought he was joking. You still fear he is, “don’t mess with me!”

His face scrunches up at your reaction and he’s confused for a solid moment, unsure why you’re mad at him. “You don’t like me back?” he asks, almost confused and brows furrowed. You flop back on the mat with a sigh and even wider eyes, “you’re serious?” you ask again and he leans closer to you, his heartbeat quickening. He lets the blush he was fighting to hold back earlier loose as he gets on his knees to crawl to you, “I’ve never been more serious in my life.”

His hand travels to your cheek and he gently touches it with his thumb, “can I kiss you?”

You stare at him, dumbfounded and gather your strength to nod and lean toward him.

He’s a very gentle kisser! He’s aware of how rough he can be around the edges and wants to be the opposite with you

He doesn’t act like you’re made of glass, though! He will still kick your ass if you train with him! He sees you as a perfect equal and while he won’t admit to it, he likes seeing you riled up - especially if it’s because of him and silly things. If you’re ever sad or frustrated he will support you, though!

His toxic trait is jealousy... I’m sorry but this man is JEALOUS. He’s not possessive per say, but he will glare daggers at the person behind the counter at the supermarket who even remotely sounds like they’re flirting with you. His glare is scary for others to experience. You always smile apologetically to the poor cashier before you leave.

Kanda CARES so much about anniversaries! They’re very important to him - he remembers the days for your first kiss, your first (real) date, first time he slept over as your boyfriend and the day you moved in together. He even wants to celebrate the day he realized he was in love with you!! He’s so precious, he writes them down in both his own calender, yours and the joint one in the kitchen.

Kanda’s love language number 1 is physical touch. His favorite dates are when you’re sprawled out on the couch or the bed, completely entangled in each other, he’s like a cat. It took him a while to admit and even longer to start asking for it but he absolutely adores when you’re fingers rests on his hip, moving in mindless circles as you’re watching yet another film he hates

(”we can turn it off if you hate it so much,” you mutter after the second negative comment about the composition and camera positions (when did he become an expert in move making?) You feel his grip tighten on you, “never.” he mutters as he kisses the top of your head) You guess you’ll never figure out why he enjoys “torturing his eyes with such imagery” every weekend but you don’t complain. His gruff voice close to your ear and the expert cuddles makes up for it.

Kanda also has a soft spot for matching couple outfits.... Nothing wild, just matching sweaters or color coordination! He’s super embarassed about it at first though, grumbles through the entire Christmas dinner where you’re matching but can’t hold back the need to match again at New Year’s! It starts a whole thing for him.

Kanda snores. Loudly. I’m sorry but you can’t convince me otherwise. In the beginning it’s a whole “deal with it!” kind of situation but behind the scenes he’s researching how to help it - he buys one of those nose clips and even tries the anti-snoring nose sprays!

His first priority will forever always be your safety and happiness. So whenever you have arguments that take a stronger turn than friendly bickering, he sits you both down to talk it out and figure out what to do with any problems you might encounter! He doesn’t sacrifice his own principles for you and he expects you to hold to your own as well! That will cause clashes and fights once in a while, but he’ll always be there to hold you when it’s all said and done.

After all, there’s nothing he enjoys more than waking up for his morning workout 15-20 minutes before he has to only to look at you, peacefully asleep next to him, grumbling about the morning sun as you try to crawl into his skin to be closer. It’s home, it’s the love he lives for and there’s nothing better after any rough day than coming back and going to bed with you so he can experience these magical minutes the next morning, right?

I RLY HOPE I DID HIM JUSTICE... I MAY HAVE MADE HIM SOFTER THAN HE WOULDVE LIKED IF HE EVER READ THIS LMFAAAO but honestly..... emotionally mature kanda lives rent free in my mind!!! 👀 aaaa i wanna kiss him so bad rn 🫣 THANK YOU FOR REQUESTING HIM!!! its about time i made smth for him!!!! 😩🧡🧡 lmk if you want more !!! or a tiny fic mayhaps................ 👀

@hanayanetwork 🌸

[alienaiver]

OMG a blog that does DGM!!! Could I get some random relationship headcanons of lavi please? I miss him🥺

YEYE HELLO!!!!  and god you and me boTH 😭😭 i want him back asap blease<3 (and in one piece THANKS)

i kept these fluff and in a modern!au kind of setting but it’s kinda free (real estate)

wordcount: 554 words warnings: none, cute fluff to ignore canon</3, genderneutral reader!

When Lavi falls in love, he falls hard

The first time he actually realizes he's in love with you is because he gave Bookman a list of symptoms he experienced and asked if there's any rare diseases where these would make sense (he hadn’t made the connection yet that you were the common denominator because sometimes he had the “symptoms” when he was with your entire friend group and not just you.)

Lavi's also a little bit of a coward, romantically - because he's a dork and inexperienced in flirting

So it takes him a while to really start flirting with you, and when he does, it’s chaotic as heck

The first long list of pick-up lines he throws at you are hand-picked from hours of research (most of them fall flat or just straight up confuses you) and he even throws three or four in within the same 30 minutes out of sheer panic that they don’t seem to be working!

He loves playing with hair -  any length!! You’ve fallen asleep on the couch with him and when you wake up, his hand is still massaging your scalp gently. You turn around slightly, expecting to be met with his emarald eye and one of his warm smiles but instead, he’s sleeping peacefully, his hand still running along your scalp gently.

Whenever you have an outing together, Lavi LOVES when you pick his outfit. Not because hes a fashion disaster, he’s got a basic and decent taste (but his color match-ups are sometimes atrocious)

He just feels a sense of pride when he’s walking around town with you in an outfit you picked, that you think suits him (also boosts his ego and makes him feel a little bit handsome<3)

OBVIOUSLY doesn’t mind making them himself if you’re busy or don’t want to, but it’s an act that makes him feel a bit special

Proudly tells everyone you meet that you’re dating. He went with you to a work dinner once and told them that you’re together - they all nodded and one of your co-workers answered with a confused, “we know..?”

Lavi knows every single one of your comfort foods and drinks for every kind of occasion - you’re feeling sad and down? Let him run to the store real quick and he’s back with everything that might cheer you up - including your favorite comfort movie at the ready. You’re pissed off and frustrated about something? He’s already made you that hot beverage you like as he gently massages your shoulders and let’s you get it out of your system!

His favorite past time is reading aloud for you. He’s never really read aloud for anyone like this, so it feels extremely intimate to him and he fought through a blush the entire first time he did it, poor boy was stuttering through the first chapter until he got more comfortable (because you grabbed his free hand and squeezed.)

His favorite animals are foxes, because they’re in his favorite color, so he’s definitely gotten you and him matching fox kigurumis!

Lavi can't sing clean to save his life, but when you're cuddled up close in bed and he gruffly almost whisper-murmurs out lullabies that Allen taught him, it feels like home and you fall asleep with a smile on your face

THANK YOU FOR REQUESTING <3 i hope these are to your liking !! lmk if you'd like more, i love doing anything d gray man 🥹🥹🧡🧡

[alienaiver]

hi hi ! i really liked your relationship headcanons for lavi, i was actually wondering if you could do some for alma ? i know it's kindaaaa hard but i'd love to see what you come up with !

hey hi hello!!! 🧡✨ thank you for enjoying those, i'm glad you liked them!!! and of course i can do alma, he's my favorite precious boy, i hope i did him justice as well! 🥺🥹 this is obviously set in a kind of modern!au where he's alive and well 😭🥹🧡🧡🧡 sorry for the wait as well, i hope it wasn’t too bad a wait!!! <3

quick link to the lavi one!

wordcount: 802 words warnings: it's fluff! there's a few that are about marriage, if that's not your cup of tea, feel free to skip them! <3, genderneutral reader!

I feel like Alma wouldnt necessarily hide his affection towards you and very openly would confess his feelings to people - "of course i like them!" he'd say to Lavi, who's trying to decipher whether or not it's romantic (because lets face it, theyre all invested in the possibilty of your relationship) and Alma’s a super friendly and affectionate guy so who’s to say?

Lavi would then try to explain the romantic part of liking someone and Alma would instantly shrink in on himself and become the cutest little strawberry, nervously fidgeting with his hands as he looks around the room, "I wouldn't... I wouldn't mind kissing them.. if thats what youre implyin'," and Kanda's scoffing next to him, calling him an idiot.

He tells you the next day that he'd be happy to add kissing and cuddling to your list of shared activities, loudly yelling it at your front door, your elderly neighbor who lives next door giggles at you for a few weeks after that when she sees you

Dating in the beginning is actually a bit... awkward with him because he wants constant attention and physical touch but he's also anxious to ask for it now that you’re a couple, so there's a lot of miscommunication in the beginning, since his signals are a bit mixed and confusing to you as well.

As soon as you realize how much he wants it, it all clicks though! He's super affectionate and understanding if you for whatever reason cant touch sometimes (sensitivity, overstimulated etc) but he's ALWAYS happy to be in your arms!

It's almost like he purrs when you pet his head, he leans into you and sighs, obvious in his enjoyment. He pouts so bad when you stop and clings to you like a koala

His ultimate love language is acts of service though he does everything on the list because he's so enarmored with you, his love is bleeding through every crevice of him and it's always so obvious how much he absolutely adores you

With acts of service he loves to cook for you! Food is a big language for him, taught from home (Froi was big on food) and whenever you need cheering up or he knows you're stressed about something, its a guarantee that your comfort food or dish is ready for you whenever you need it!

He also likes giving presents and he likes leaving them for you to find as a surprise - however, they're kinda.. odd - a small present on your pillow wrapped neatly, it ends up being a bottle of your favorite food condiment - or one sitting by your desk with a post-it note "thought of you !!! xoxo" and it's a small screen cleaner wipe for a phone... or that time he sent you a present at work which was just a plain, gray umbrella (it wasnt supposed to rain) and a framed picture of a cat out of focus - they're not necessarily bad or rude they're just.. weird!

He also loves going on dates!! Indoor, outdoor, anywhere!! As long as he can call them official dates and hold your hand. To this day his favorite is still the day you tried baking milk bread together - he has a picture of you and him covered in flour and batter as his background on his phone.

His biggest dream is getting married to you, but he's really overthinking it for so long. What if you say no? What if it goes wrong? What if he forgets the ring? What ring is he supposed to get!?

So he’s been planning to propose for so long and honestly? Kanda's getting tired - he's so tired of listening to him gush and rant and talk about things when nothing's happening

It's to the point where the gang is planning an engagement party for you on behalf of both of you (the secret is that you've been wanting to propose too but aren't getting anywhere either, yeah Allen and Lenalee's getting fed up with waiting too)

It’s surprising how much Kanda actually helps and seems excited - though Lavi’s the only one who can actually tell, Allen’s convinced that he’s just making it up.

It's a bit awkward and weird that your friends are all doing this but at the same time Alma's always been obsessed with family and home so the fact that your entire chosen family was there meant so much to him and made it even more special when you said yes to marry each other!!

Alma is also your biggest hypeman with anything you need. Insecure about an outfit? Insecure or nervous about a big work project? He’s got your back!!! Always there for you, always supporting you and giving you all the love he possibly can!!

Thank you again SOOOOOO much for requesting! These are so fun to make and alma’s just so adorable I can’t help myself!! They got a bit out of hand, I hope you can forgive me <3 LKDJSKDNS let me know if you'd like more, d. gray man is wonderful to write for!! 🧡

[alienaiver]

Me: *sees an open askbox that writes for DGM*

Me: 🏃🏼‍♀️

May i request a headcanon for Allen, Lavi and Kanda with an GN Reader that shares the same way of living like Lala ? A puppet, that only lives because of innocent but they are working for the black order with their protective sister, that made them ?

I hope this is not to much for an request ! If it is, be free to delete it !

I wish you a good day 🌱

First of all, I am so sorry for the wait, I hope it’ll be worth it!!<!!3 I’ve set it comfortably between the move to the new home and before the Alma Arc!! (‘: I wasn’t entirely sure how to go about the specifics of the doll’s “functions”? I tried to keep it as neutral as possible since I’m not sure if you meant for the puppet reader to be like, a fighting puppet, research support or something else! please let me know if you’d like it more specified, I’d be more than happy to fix it! 🧡🧡 thank you so much for requesting, I hope you enjoy these headcanon scenarios!!

wordcount: 2.3k! warnings: none! this is pure fluff :,)

Allen Walker:

Allen has to get used to you at first – not in a bad way, but you reminded him of Lala and his early start in The Order, which always feels bittersweet to him.

He avoids you because he’s afraid he’ll make you uncomfortable

Which in turn makes you afraid that you’re making him uncomfortable

Early on, you confide in your sister and Lenalee about this, unsure as to why Allen avoids you like the plague.

Lenalee offers to talk to him for you, but your sister reminds you that it’s important you communicate yourself (“if you want to get better social skills you need to train them, it’s better if you talk to him yourself!”)

And you really do try – problem is, Allen’s terribly good at dodging interactions, constantly excusing himself (“I’m so sorry but I promised to go to the lab and get my arm tested!”, “I haven’t slept in several days, I’ll find you when I’m rested!”, “I’m starving, I’ll be right back!”)

And it’s very unlike him. You know this based on other people’s interactions with him and their surprise when you tell them how he avoids you.

You end up super discouraged and decides to stop trying, what’s the point if he doesn’t want to talk with you, right?

Your sister gets pissed, absolutely vivid that he made you feel this dejected and before you can stop her, she marches to his quarters, well aware that he just came home from a mission mere hours ago, giving him a stern talking to – half the Order keeps away from you and your sister the rest of that day

You’re sitting in the common area with a book Reever has recommended to you – it’s a technical book, teaching about fungi in the woods – you weren’t sure how relevant this information would ever be to you, but the way he’d trembled in excitement as you’d asked him for recommendations had made you want to figure out what all that “fungi” was about. You vaguely notice someone clearing their throat near you but you’re trying to make heads and tails of the scientific names for mushrooms and don’t look up, figuring it’s meant to be at someone else.

“I’m sorry, is the seat taken?” when they talk to you, you almost jump out of your seat, looking up to see who was giving you such a heart attack. You’re taken aback when Allen is standing next to the couch, a nervous smile on his lips – he looks strained, is your first thought. Your second thought is the confusion as to why he’s reaching out to you, suddenly.

You sit up straighter, making room for him and he smiles gently at you before sitting down, a ‘thank you’ whispered out into the room. It’s been a few days since your sister stormed into his quarters and she’s been so livid that you actually aren’t sure what came out of her attack on him, so you’re surprised to see him here.

He clears his throat again and claps his hands together, “so… your sister, made me aware of my… errors,” he starts, scratching the back of his neck before looking down. “I didn’t avoid you because I disliked you… actually, it was the opposite!” he admits, a blush creeping onto his cheeks, “I just think you’re… cute… and I’m not entirely sure how to talk to you, I admit.”

You smile and close the book in your lap, “like you talk to anyone?” you provide and he laughs. You feel something flutter in your stomach from listening to his laugh and he finally looks at you properly, “yeah, you’re right. You want to go have lunch together?”

You scrunch up your nose initially before you can school your expression and he realize what he just asked a doll, clapping his hands together in front of him in apology, “gosh, I’m so sorry! Again, I’m so nervous… I just… I want to spend time with you… but I’m not sure how…” he admits and you can’t help but smile at his nervous antics. You reach out your hands to his left hand, missing the small jump he does upon you touching that hand so he just looks at you dumb-founded. You smile warmly at him, “you can be as nervous as you’d like! But I don’t mind going with you to eat, if you’re hungry? We can talk while you eat.”

He smiles back at you and squeezes your hands in his, “yeah, I’d like that.”

 Lavi:

Lavi is endlessly fascinated with you and your sister originally fears he wants to study you more than becoming your friend, noticing how he has so many questions to your being and work-up

He is acting very curious to make sure it’s obvious that his interest in you is definitely, completely Bookman-related (it isn’t).

So whenever you’re alone together the atmosphere is much calmer and more relaxed than what it might look like to on-lookers when you’re interacting other places

You understand why he’s doing this, quickly catching on to the tedious tidbits of being a Bookman in training and how he struggles with relations, he doesn’t ever say it out loud but you put the pieces together, knowing it’s actually bothering him a lot.

When you’re together he tries to make it fun and lighthearted first and foremost and you always laugh a lot when he’s around, one time even noticing how your cheeks ached from smiling and laughing

When you asked your sister why it’d felt sore even though you’d been having fun, she’d questioned you thoroughly about your conversations, wanting to make sure you weren’t being used or exploited

(She knows you can take of yourself but… better safe than sorry, right?)

“Man, yer sister’s really protective of you,” Lavi smiles as he sits down next to you on the ledge of the fence. You’re watching the sun rise with Lavi every morning, when possible, from the top of the building as he drinks a morning coffee – he has to go to the library early if he’s not on a mission so this is the most alone time you’re guaranteed to have on a daily basis. You lean into his shoulder with your own as you let out a laugh, “I’m not blaming her though,” he adds for good measure, pushing back against you with a warm smile on his lips.

“So what do you have to read about today?” you ask, knowing that Bookman has him on a pretty broad but set curriculum.

He tells you that his current subject is classified but that it’s very interesting – it’s obvious how excited he is and how badly he wants to go into detail but also understands his position as a bookman in training. He shifts the subject to his “free study” on food cultures all over Europe.  

He smiles as he leans back on his arms, “we don’t always need to talk about me, y’know,” he takes a sip of his coffee, looking at the scenery in front of you two. You smile, “but I do enjoy learning about you,” you reply fast and he spits out his beverage, making you laugh in surprise.

“Ah, my poor heart,” he sighs dramatically, clutching his shirt in his hands. You lightly punch him on the shoulder for teasing you and he gasps dramatically, “I was not teasing you, by God! I am simply taking care of the beating of my heart around you,” he states matter-of-factly and you boo at him, sticking out your tongue.

He looks back at the sun who’d slowly been making its appearance clearer and clearer, lighting up your home for you, “I’m not meant to have one, but you keep reminding me that I have one.”

You lean onto him again, kicking your feet a bit to alleviate the jitter that came with being nervous around him, “hey, I don’t even have a real one and you’re making me feel like I do.”

 Kanda Yuu:

Kanda wasn’t fond of you in the beginning, unable to see the purpose of you – you couldn’t fight, you would stop existing if he removed your “heart” (to which you’d replied he probably would as well, you know. “That’s how humans work.” He hadn’t had a proper comeback because it took him a couple of minutes to figure out what you meant and that pissed him off.)

He was actually the exorcist who ended up escorting you and your sister to the Order when you originally arrived, grumbling about it all the way, not making the whole “new life” thing any easier for you or your sister who were already worried about what this new life would entail

Upon seeing his attitude on your initial travel you actually made an effort to avoid him at most costs at the Order

Once, you went to the cafeteria with your sister so she could have lunch but after seeing him walk in right before you, you turn around and hide in your room (it wasn’t hiding, per see, you tried to argue when your sister came to get you and scold you)

Then your sister was away on a mission – she was with the chief of the science department, Reever, out to get supplies for you and your maintenance (just in case something ever happened, she’d assured you) but it was the first time you were without her for longer than a day at the Order and it’d made you anxious and jumpy as you made your way around the Order.

Lenalee recommended you try to meditate to spend the time and find some ease and quiet

She offers to go with you but you’re determined to do this alone, you decide. To show your sister what you’re capable of and proudly tell her about it when she comes back

You’re situated in the room, on one of the mats, ready to “meditate”

When you realize you haven’t really been properly introduced to meditation at all, making you groan in frustration.

You’re lying on the floor, limbs sprawled out on two mats in defeat, trying some random breathing exercise as a form of meditation. The door slides open and you yelp out as you try to sit up, failing miserably. As you look up you lock eyes with none other than Kanda Yuu – the man you’d very diligently been avoiding for several months. He stares back at you with the same amazement before he furrows his eyebrows and puffs out an annoyed huff. He doesn’t make an effort to leave again though, entering the room and sliding the door closed after him. He sits himself down to the right across from you, clearing his throat once before crossing his legs.

You’ve been following him with your eyes as he got settled. A thought occurs to you and you smile, starting to mirror his position. If you just did what he did – you’d be meditating, right? As you’re sitting in the exact same position you keep stealing glances at him – something’s supposed to be happening now?

Kanda’s not unaware of your staring, his brows furrowing more and more with each passing moment. Your breathing’s too loud, constantly sighing out or clearing your throat and he’s minutes from having it.

“You’re supposed to be calm when meditating,” he says and he hears you let out a gasp as he speaks. He wants to roll his eyes but he doesn’t want to make it obvious that he’s reacting to you being here, so he huffs out a small breath and straightens his back.

He hears you shuffling around and he doesn’t know what you’re up to until it becomes too much and he hurriedly looks in the direction of your sounds. He grunts out in surprise when he finds you on the mat next to him, your wide eyes locked on him, “tell me how to meditate.”

He inhales sharply, this time actually rolling his eyes, before straightening back up, “Find a comfortable position – it can be anything, but this one works for me.”

You hurriedly to mirror him again, looking invested. He’s not entirely sure why he’s doing this – had it been anyone else, he’d have cut them up with Mugen for demanding something from him like that. But you, you’re somehow different and he’s curious as to why.

He closes his eyes again to keep a blush from creeping up on his face, “close your eyes and relax. Don’t try to control your breathing or your thoughts, just… be.”

You let out a groan, “really? Just be?” you mimic him in a mocking tone and he sends you a very him kind of death glare, “you want my help or not?”

You squeak out before going back into position, “alright, alright. I’ll just… be, then.”

You sit there in silence and your eyebrow ticks at each passing second but right before you’re about to groan and flail dramatically, you feel his arm on top of yours, “I told you to relax, didn’t I?”

You inhale sharply and feel heat bloom where you’re touching, instantly relaxing. You exhale slowly, feeling the frustration leave your body as it relaxes. Alright, you can do this, right?

In your concentration you miss Kanda’s smirk, though you do notice that his hand doesn’t leave you for the rest of the session.