#r1999 x reader

[itaogo]

i think... i miss my wife

[seruadoric]

clinginess .

incl . medpoc , x , pavia , zima , horropedia , 6 (six)

synopsis . how do they deal with clinginess, how compatible are they with a clingy s/o?

content . romance , headcanons , ooc (??) , gn!reader

MEDICINE POCKET is very clear about their boundaries; they do not take crossing them lightly. while you are their lover and significant other, they still make a line that you should not cross.

. though, a contrary belief is that medicine pocket would reciprocate your manner. i believe that either way, medicine pocket would find your behavior endearing.

. medicine pocket would often let you work alongside them - that is, if you don't mind. they would let you take notes for them, telling you to 'do as i say,' or 'write down what i say'.

;; OVERALL medicine pocket would be ( somewhat ) compatible with a clingy partner. just as long as you don't bother them as they're working, they would enjoy being in your presence and having you cling onto them.

X is rather indifferent to this. unlike medicine pocket, he does not necessarily have a sense of boundaries; he does not mind whether you cling onto him or not, he acts just the same.

. x is used to charming people with his personality and looks, so he did not seem to take notice of it at the start of your relationship. he found it amusing, and would oftentimes return your gestures.

. there is a chance of x taking advantage of this scenario to make you test his inventions for him ( of course, he makes sure they're safe to try first ) but otherwise, nothing serious.

;; OVERALL i find x to be a sort of 50/50 in this case. he could be considered more compatible, but there are some contradictions in my head. he is pretty questionable, really ...

PAVIA doesn't want anyone digging into his business. he doesn't want you asking him questions about his work knowing you wont get any answers, he would be happier with someone understanding of his boundaries and line of work.

. i have a headcanon that his wolves get clingy whenever they're hungry - so pavia is quite used to clinginess already. in general, he wouldn't mind if you were touchy with him. you could just lay your hands on his chest, sit on his lap randomly, and he wouldn't care all that much.

. the only problem that pavia has with this is the countless questions you ask him. about his past, about his work - he dislikes having someone pry into his personal life. other than that, he really just doesn't care.

;; OVERALL i don't exactly believe he's all that compatible with a clingy s/o. yes, he likes your touches and affection, but he does not need you smothering him! he needs to do his work as a mercenary, and prefers keeping you out of it.

ZIMA would have to take time to warm up to your clinginess at first. he appears awkward and gruff at first, but eventually would be willing to engage in it.

. he was but a lonely poet before he met you, with nothing but wild animals to keep him company - he considers himself lucky to have you in his life. about your clinginess, he does not mind it much.

. physical affection isn't something he's used to, and it's something that you introduce to him. he has no trouble in showering you with words of affirmation and small gifts, but he's quite iffy with other love languages.

;; OVERALL zima enjoys bathing in the warmth of his lover, a deep contrast to his life in the cold. i believe that zima is one of, if not the most, compatible with a clingy s/o.

HORROPEDIA is completely inexperienced, but that doesn't stop him from reciprocating your affection.

. he'd get caught off guard each time you touch him - he just doesn't strike me as the guy that's really used to physical touch. sure, eventually he wouldn't start to mind it much, but at the start of the relationship he's a bit sheepish with it.

. when he starts to get used to it, he likes to return your affections. he'll often have you by his side, but there are still times where he needs some time alone. if you can respect that, the relationship will be long-lasting.

;; OVERALL compatible! he enjoys your presence, and you enjoy his too. horropedia does not have any objections to your clinginess, and likes being showered with your affection.

SIX does not know how to deal with your clinginess. is he supposed to entertain you? he was more used to blending in with the background, he is unfamiliar with your touches and affection.

. six is curious by nature, and he starts to wonder why? he could understand it from a medical standpoint, and it's not like he would really mind your clinginess - perhaps you have some emotional wound that you would like him to heal?

. unless it bothers you, six wouldn't be as affectionate. he's been so closed-off and distant from his friends, learning how to love and be affectionate towards somebody again must be hard for him.

;; OVERALL makes a decent couple. while six takes a lot of time and space to get used to it, he likes your affectionate gestures, despite not returning them as much.

before you ask ' wheres diggers !? ' DONT. HES TOO UGLY I JHATE HIM !!!! ( /j i don't understand his character and am too lazy to write for him ) i will be posting another part of this !! the next part will be including the girlies next :33

likely going to be editing this soon ... this has got to be my worst work broa 😭

[amacaronexpert]

Hello! I would like to know your vision of Yandere Argus. I always wondered how she worried about Kayla and how she tried to find her, but what will happen if she gets attached to the fem!reader and so that she doesn't disappear like Kayla?

(I will kiss you if you write this 🥹)

My thinking cowboy hat is on-

I think because of Kayla, Argus is pretty paranoid, especially if she becomes soft around you, it makes her more likely to be overbearing to her Darling, mostly due to a fear that she will disappear like Kayla, it is emotionally draining due to Argus’s inability to trust you being by yourself, those touches feel possessive, obsessed about you staying close where she can keep her eye on you.

Yandere Argus to me is like encountering someone after a bad breakup, like a sort of rebound, but has a gun and can track you down like a bloodhound. And she WILL get some blood on her hands if you try to get away from her.

The only thing you see in the darkness, is the strikingly bright green and blue iris glowing as a tint of a gun barrel is aimed directly at your legs.

[thequietkid-moonie]

I want to be together and tell the stars about you

[ DRABBLE ] [ Reverse 1999 ]

> Established relasionship, falling sleep in their shoulder

Vila

She knew this may happen and probably was her plan all along, she could tell you were feeling tired and she didn't wanted you to force yourself, still she can't help but chuckle when you fell sleep in her shoulder, she stares a little before grapping her arm around you to hold you closer, making sure you are comfortable before joking about what would you do without her and wishing you sweet dreams, and its okay if you are already sleep and don't heard her, this is not the last time she would say it

Sonetto

The moment you rested your head on her shoulder she was taken by surprise, looking at you while asking if you are alright, if you need something and even asking if you don't prefer to sleep in bed, but the answer never came since you were already sleep, Sonetto tilts her head a little just to get distracted by your sleepy expression, she can't help but stare a little before smiling, deciding to just let you rest before looking away to continue whatever she was doing

Matilda

The moment she felt your head fall in her shoulder Matilda tensed up completely, and seeing you already sleep just make her even more flustered annoyed, she is trying to be mad at you and scold you but she is just stuttering under her breath how inappropriate and offensive towards her this is while her blush just grows more and more, it takes her a while but she finally managed to gather the willpower to calm down and let you be (altought, she will be discreetly looking at you a few times)

Sweetheart

It is quite the risk to do such thing as fall sleep in her shoulder, she should praise you for your boldness, but Sweetheart guess that it wouldn't be much of a problem to let you be just this time, after all you are her favorite person, but at least she will take a little advantage and look at you, gently put the straids of your hair behind your ear and enjoy the beautiful sight of your peaceful expression, so vulnerable and comfortable, and thats when she decides that this is a sight she wants all for herself so you better not do this with anyone else

Ezra

He is not too happy with this, he doesn't mind and may even be a little flattered that you find his presence so comforting and peaceful that you can fall sleep, the problem is that if you sleep in a position like this you may end up hurting yourself but looking at your peaceful expression makes him hard to try to wake you up, after a moment and with a sigh he decides to just try to adjust his position so you can rest in a more comfortable way, even letting you lay more on him (as flustering that may be)

Diggers

It is sure to say that Diggers is quite fascinated by the way you simply rest your head gently in his shoulders before falling sleep, is cute and quite the adorable sight, it makes his heart happy knowing that you feel so comfortable to even fall sleep at his side, he can't help but chuckle even when he gently cover his mouth when he relizes it, he doesn't want to accidentally wake you up, it take him a while to get his eyes out of you and when he does he decide blow bubbles to protect your peaceful sleep

Getian

Even if you were sleepy it still takes by surprise the moment you rested your head on his shoulders, Getian looked at you and expected for you to say something, thinking you may need something, but quickly noticed the way your eyes were closed and the soft raise and fall on your chest, humming to himself and staring a little longer just to appreciate the peace you are in right before looking away while grapping one of his wings around you so you can rest more comfortable

X

He was in the middle of telling you about his new ideas for new inventions, it is rude to fall sleep when someone is talking to you, you know? Still, X already expected it, not for nothing he dragged you to his lab and was a bit more quiet and calm than normal, he just look at you with a smile, moving a little just so you can be more comfortable before returning to his plans, holding one of your hand gently

[moon-cakiie]

💋🐺

Bonus:

A/n: Pavia's hair is hard to draw, it took me a while to finish redo his hair ಥ⁠‿⁠ಥ

[3amstoryreader]

Medicine Pocket as your partner pt.1

Warnings: nothing just Medicine Pocket maybe some parts will be a bit suggestive (and ofc there'll be a bit of swearing)

It's my first time writing after years

Part 2

Congratulations, that's impressive. You're the Medicine Pocket fav idiot and everybody at Laplace knows it.

They'd never try to hide your relationship. Quite the opposite if you don't work at the Foundation or you just work in a different department. Whenever you stop by, everyone will see the white-haired researcher running at the speed of light through rooms and corridors to greet their lover idiot.

"Is it really okay to stay here?"

"Tsk just stop fucking worrying yourself the bucket head says you can stay here next to me as long as a work properly"

Bite marks, yeah, bite marks all around your body 24/7. I believe biting is MedPoc way of showing you their love, but look at the positive aspect less money spent on chewing toys and pillows.

"Are you serious, Medpo? You left another one around my neck while I was asleep. How am I supposed to hide it now?"

"Just don't, dumbass? You look so fucking hot with those cute marks on you and anyway everybody at Laplace saw em"

"I hate you, I'm not letting you sleep on the bed for a week"

"Bet"

You are the only lucky person who gets to read MedPoc works and research and sit on their laps while they're working or just yapping about what happened in the lab today.

"Dammit that piece of talking metal still refuses to fund my new puppies area just because we're saving up for other fucking useless projects like, who the fuck needs socialisation room!??!"

"Where do you think you're going, (name)? You know that I work better with you on my laps*insert dramatic voice*"

"I'm getting us something to eat since cuz you've been working for hours"

Petnames. I feel like Medpo would call you something like idiot, puppy, dumbass, my love, and cutie. Sometimes they'll use meanier names on accident but never mean it.

"My love, please don't leave. I wanna stay in bed a little longer. I bet X wouldn't mind if we're late"

Quality time is important for them, whether it's cuddling in the morning or walking together while holding hands. It was mentioned somewhere that MedPo would rather spend time running outside like a dog instead of staying in one of those relax rooms. So I guess they'll ask you to spend the day outside (when they're not busy) for long walks, picnics, or just enjoying nature.

"Puppy, look, the weather is good today. Get your ass up and wear something comfortable, and if you can't find anything just take something for my wardrobe. We're going outside"

Speaking of cuddles, believe me or not, MedPo is extremely touchy, needy, and a tease when it comes to you. When they find you turned around, their first thought is to hug you from behind and crush you with their tall and heavy body( it's not you to fight back. They won't listen and just smirk at you).

"MEDICINE POCKET GET YOUR HEAVY ASS OFF ME"

"Nah, it's cute to see u like this"

Just imagine other scenarios like: They getting outside the bathroom after a hot shower wearing only a towel and catching you staring from afar. You're getting teased for this good luck.

"Ohh~ didn't expect my idiot to be a pervert and you aren't even trying to hide it" says MedPo while holding your chin, forcing you to look in their eyes.

"I just looked at you way for a sec I'm not a pervert" you try to fight back, avoiding looking a your lover's face but oh my they looked so gorgeous with their untied wet long hair and water drops falling on their slim body

"Whatever you say, would you like me to take off my towel as well to bless your eyes with my full beautiful body" MedPo hand leaves your chin now holding the edge of the towel warped around their hips

"Go ahead, smartass because if I recall correctly, there isn't supposed to be much to see under that towel"

"Ouch, you're such a meanie bullying your partner like this." After the dramatic act, they place a soft kiss on your lips and leave to get dressed pretending to be extremely hurt and pained by your words

Oh my, I forgot how tiring writing can be. I hope you enjoyed reading this. Btw English is not my first language if you find any mistakes pls let me know :]

[reverse1999fics]

Hallo! I not sure request is open if is not feel free to decline this sorry! If is alright could i request 6 and medicine pocket separately with a shy and timid s/o who worries a lot and hides behind them doesn’t have any friends but likes to just be by their side most of the time and clings to them? Hope you have a nice day!

Woohoo! Back on that grind and cranking out requests!! They are open btw!!

Please forgive me if either of them are a little ooc! I don't have MP and I skipped through the story so I don't entirely know 6's personality all that well!!

Medicine Pocket & 6 w/a Timid/Shy S/O (separate)

Medicine Pocket is someone with a very flamboyant personality, always being able to speak their mind. They never quite understood why or how you could be so timid, but that didn't stop them from loving you all the same.

Their tall physic let off an intimidating aura to those who didn't know them properly, but to you it was a source of comfort. Their height makes it easy for you to hide behind, holding their hand or a part of their coat and trailing behind them like a child would play follow the leader. Of course Medicine Pocket had no issue with this, even taking pride in how safe you'd feel around them and only them.

No matter that you don't have many friends, neither do they due to how... Different they are to others, all they need is to be in your company they say. Others were frustrating and didn't understand what they were trying to say, what they meant, but you did. You always understood their words and actions, so you were the only person they truly wanted to be around.

Clingy? You? Clearly you've never met them because goodness only knows how much they love to be around you. Even if it were you just simply being in the same room as them, they want to be near you. You know them better than anyone else, understand their weird antics and never judge them for how they acted or what they did. That was something they held close to their heart, right next to you, so of course your affection is needed on a daily basis! Sit next to them while they work on projects or go through paperwork, lay your head on their shoulder, read a book on the couch they moved in the room just for you, take a nice nap, sit on their lap, let them sit on your lap! Anything, as long as you were with them.

6 is a person driven to perfection when it comes to his work, someone strict with his rules and follows them all to a T. You, are a slight exception though. Oh how adorable you are to him, holding onto his sash while standing behind him, cowering from the other numbers like a little kitten. He had a soft spot for you, that much was clear to everyone

Being of high status on the island, he was a busy person, usually so busy he comes off as a recluse. But never was he too busy to ignore you even for a moment. Come into his arms after a long day of interacting with people, sit in his lap and rest to regain your social battery while he works on equations and problem solving. Your battery recharges just as much as his does, so let him rest his head on yours for a moment but don't question his closed eyes. He's just letting them rest for a moment.

You need not worry about not having many friends, he wouldn't say he has many either, if any at all. You are his one and only, why pay attention to others when he has you to keep him company? He'd rather stay home with you by his side with a good book of philosophy rather than go out with others. His robes will keep you warm, so snuggle up to his side and read along with him if you do so please.

His personality severely contradicts your own, having a more serious and stern personality that goes against your timid one, but that never stops him from loving you all the same. Should the two of you be away from each other he'll leave a piece of him with you, perhaps something on his person he wears often, or maybe a book he knows you'd like. When he is with you he'll never mind you grabbing a hold of his hand, even when others are around. He finds it adorable how you seem to try and melt into his arm as you hold onto it while others are around and chatting.

[iridescent-solstice]

| Fic inspired by: {Reverse 1999} A 20th Century Time-Travel Strategic RPG Game |

Noticing her turning to leave, you panic and grab onto her wrist. A vice-like grip around it, almost as if when she leaves . . . She’d disappear and take everything you hold dear with her. 

“Timekeeper wait!” 

Vertin’s head snaps to look at you. So quickly, you swear it flew. A mixture of intense emotions written all over her face. Eyes widened in shock with her mouth slightly agape. She’s been on many missions that‘s brought new arcanists to the foundation, but never has anyone clung to her in such a manner. Its the storm, Vertin tells herself, the storm is what’s causing you to act like this. Why else would you cling to failure like her who can’t protect anyone? But then she looks into your eyes . . . Eyes that peer up at her so vulnerably. Never has anyone looked at her with such fondness in their eyes. Never . . . Has anyone but her mother held onto her like she’s their lifeline. 

“I-” You pull your arm back immediately, attempting to speak but the ability to speak has already left you. Apologies about to leave you, but she speaks up before you can even start. “Whatever it is that you wish to speak, you must be quick about it. The storm is almost here.” She speaks with finality in her voice. Ahh, another mission must have been assigned. 

Embarrassed, your eyes wander away from her face as you fidget with yourself. “I- . . . Timekeeper, I know you’re busy. It’s not my intention to keep you from your duties . . .” Trailing off again, you’re unable to speak. “But?” She says in an attempt to coax it out of you. The authoritative tone melts away to a voice as smooth as butter, so you cave. Like you always do with her.

“I know that you've been through these many times.” You swallow trying to gather the courage to speak to her so boldly. Openly for the first time. She watches you with such intensity that you get lost in her eyes. The same aloof expression as always has captivated you like no other face could ever. This causes your soul to jump to the sky in fright when you feel her hand grasp yours. Tight and warm, yet her touch is so gentle. . . . As if to say she’s here for you. “With lots of other arcanists but . . . This is my first time braving through the storm. I know you're needed elsewhere but if it's possible . . . Please could you . . . Could I stay with you please?” Your voice teeters off meekly at the last sentence. Tears welling up in your eyes, but you blink them away as you pull your hand away from hers. Face turning away in shame. “I MEAN . . . Forgive me, I just got carried away. You should go before someone comes to-” 

“I’ll stay.” Now it’s your turn to look shocked. Eyes finding hers again once more. The sad sea green ocean in her eyes moves you to huddle closer back to her. To comfort her, something tugs at your heart whenever her eyes get like that. Murky and dark, like she’s reminiscing on something that doesn’t exist anymore. Oh, how you wish you’d be allowed to know what goes on in her head. “I know what it’s like to be all alone with no one to turn to. Don’t worry about my mission, after all I'm not a timekeeper yet, so you shouldn’t keep calling me that either. My abilities are far too weak to be considered for high stake missions at the moment.” With that being said, she breaks your shared stare. An arm hesitantly wrapping around you. Looking outside the window, she observes the rain as it dances around the flowers outside the facility. “I’ll stay with you, as long as you need me to.”  Those words bring you more comfort than anything the foundation could ever offer. And they have offered a lot. Your ability is a game changer. By getting to you first, they got the first real upper hand on manus vindicate but all you feel like is a puppet they poke and prod at.

Vertin on the other hand, feels like home. God, you haven’t thought of that in a long while. Wordlessly, you lean your head on her shoulder. She lets you.

Together the two of you watch the world outside as the number on her wristwatch gets closer and closer to zero. Abnormalities beginning to appear, and soon the storm will begin.

5 4 3 2 1

. . . Her hand clutches yours even tighter and a whimper is heard. You're not sure if it's hers or yours.

[ ᴅɪᴠɪᴅᴇʀꜱ ʙʏ: @grungenglam]

[mdnnight]

✱ champagne weather ! recipent : medicine pocket

this moment in time : welcome to the suitcase, where it's always raining. spend some time with your dearest mildly insane scientist, medicine pocket .

notes from lucille : it's been five months since the last medicine pocket fic . fun fact ( i think ) medicine pocket is 5'8 / 177 cm so enjoy how poorly written this was

tags : medicine pocket x reader , fluff , gn reader , reader is implied to work at laplace medical center blah blah , the first time i've written something in over a year , dogs? sorry if you're allergic , not proofread because rereading my writing makes me cringe , ooc medicine pocket mayber who knows , word count : 219

you can't hear anything except for your heartbeat and the pitter-patter of the rain hitting against glass, head against pillow with one arm snaked around your waist — medicine pocket's. their other is holding up the latest arcanist daily, thumb pressed against the thin pages.

this was the closet thing to peace you could get, considering that medicine pocket had been fussing for you to sleep at more reasonable times ( before three in the morning , and still a very hypocriticial request considering ... medicine pocket. ) and in their words, " passing out on your desk does not count, dumbass. "

not like they didn't do that on the regular.

" go to bed. " the words startle you out of your thoughts, unconsciously moving away from medicine pocket before their arm tightens around your waist, bringing you closer to them.

" it's not even that late ... " complaints start to rise out of your mouth, until you turn and see that the clock reads one in the morning. oops. " okay nevermind — i'll sleep . " you mutter out, still faced away from medicine pocket so you don't have to see the smirk on their face.

there's a moment of silence where they speak nothing and you can only hear the drizzle outside, and maybe the sound of medicine pocket flipping a page in their magazine. " great . good night, darling . "

you can still hear the smugness in their voice, maybe.

[strwbmei]

MEI HEAR ME OUT

(feel free to ignore if your not keen on the idea tho😅)

SERVICE. DOM. TENANT.

Like god she'd KNOW how to treat women right. Also she'd be the typa gal to be overprotective over you. Like just imagine walking down an alley at night and she feels a tad bit danger so she'd go and wrap an arm around your waist and pull you closer to her..😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

Im also going feral over her morning voice line when she prepares coffee for us 😭😭😭

I just know Tennant would be a service top.

Most, if not all of her pleasure derives from seeing you writhe and squirm beneath her. She's so gentle, too— treating your body with utmost delicacy as if you were more precious than any diamond or jewel in the world. Unless you ask, of course; then, she won't mind treating you as rough as you want her to be. Still, whether you're having soft or rough sex, the one thing that never disappears is her praise. You just look so pretty with your eyes welling up with tears because of the overwhelming pleasure— and she just needs to let you know about it again and again.

Her favorite thing to do is to eat you out. You'd think that that would shut her up— but no, she's even worse. She knows that her words, though muffled as she practically drowns herself in your wetness, sends the best type of shudders up your spine, and she takes full advantage of that fact. Whenever she's in a bad mood, though, all she wants is to bury her face in between your legs and get her fill of you, whether you can take it or not. She'll curse under her breath, chanting a mixture of praises and your name like a mantra as she draws out orgasm after orgasm from you even through your unheard pleas for her to slow down.

Also, the thing about her pulling you closer whenever she feels the slightest bit of danger is so true! It reminds me of the scene in Howl's Moving Castle where some guards were hitting on Sophie and Howl did the exact same to protect her. Which is where I got the idea to draw Tennant as Howl LOL

[shadytimetravelinfluencer]

"Ride or die" obviously we ride (you)

[seruadoric]

Will u do a getian fluff? (If ur still in the r1999 fandom ofc)

GETIAN , WHO ...

content warnings // fluff, various headcanon scenarios , romance ( can be perceived as platonic ) , gn!reader

notes // i absolutely fell in love with getian during notes on shuori, therefore i am very much ecstatic to write for him ♡ i actually have a lot more for him in mind, but i'm not going to be oversharing today ( im actually just too lazy to write )

word count // 580

GETIAN who wants to impress you - and he does that by playing music to you.

➜﹒due to his bone wand, getian is able to play multiple instruments at a time. he conducts a beautiful orchestra of harps, lutes, and drums. the music is extremely clear and loud, but it is beautiful all the same. he wants to share his passion of music with his loved one, and is delighted when you show a positive response.

you have never heard something quite like this, and it was as if he had put you in an infinite trance. the music is carefully orchestrated, harmonizing together perfectly. you'd doubt you would break out of this reverie before the music had come to a stop, the initial quietness returning.

getian's attentive eyes look towards you, in search of finding a reaction of some sort ... and he was delighted seeing your face light up, the soft sound of applause resonating. he cracked a smile, one that was barely even noticeable -

"your music never fails to put me at ease." you spoke, in which he replies with a nod. "i will be sure to play for you more, then"

GETIAN who invites you to fly with him, especially late at night.

➜﹒the nighttime is a perfect time to stretch his wings and get some fresh air. whether or not you have wings like him, he will invite you to fly to the highest building to have the best view of the city (or the wilderness).

"hold on tight, and don't let go." he warned, the sheer pressure of being so high up making his voice barely audible. getian's talons held onto the hem of your clothing, careful not to hurt you, or to rip them - "i won't be able to catch you if you fall."

you reckon you flew a few miles, before he finally placed you down. he perched on the branch of a tree only a few feet away, stretching his wings out. here, you could see the whole city in its glory - the lights of the streets, slowly flickering as time passed.

once each light dimmed down, it was only the moon and its stars to accompany you. he will eventually fly you back down, but for now he does not need to say a thing - just admire the stars in a comfortable silence.

GETIAN who gifts you trinkets and jewelries he might've found in the wilderness; they can vary from high-value objects or literal trash, but you will love them nonetheless.

➜﹒ there will be short periods of time where getian is away, which he makes it up to you by gifting the things he found on his adventures. really, they're just shiny and peculiar objects that he found tossed around, but he managed to make something good out of them. (by giving them to you!)

"emm ... getian, what's this?" your expression, tinged with both mystification and amusement, didn't go unnoticed by the feathered man. "for you." he pushed the trinkets to you, as if urging you to take them.

"help yourself, i have no need for them." he raises his wing to his face, letting you take your pick. among them, there were valuable stones like jade and crystals ... but what caught your eye was a makeshift ring; a pull-tab from a used can of dr. papper, long thrown away by its user.

"i'll take this one."

૮˶- ﻌ -˶ა⌒)ᦱ zᶻ

[amacaronexpert]

If that okay can I please have yandere Windsong and Vila x afab reader gn reader nsfw headcanon? (As poly)

Rubbing my hands together DEVIOUSLY ( ⭑•̀ᴗ•́ )✧

Yandere Windsong and Vila NSFW headcannons (Afab/GN Reader)

TW: Toxic Relationships, Yandere Themes, obsession, manipulation, dub-con

For these two, from what I have gathered, are both a solid team, their relationship is built upon a mutual understanding and respect for each other, though Vila seems to be a pillar for Windsong.

So how would these two treat their shared darling? I would say, they treat them pretty well, whether in or out of bed, they don’t really give me the vibes that they are cruel to their shared darling, rather very sweet, or overbearingly sweet, drowning their darling in attention.

Vila is more compassionate of the two, so I would think that she does a majority of the aftercare, not because Windsong is purposefully avoiding it, more or less Windsong is kinda not used to providing aftercare.

I think Vila is dominant, probably a little freaky with choking (if you know you know-) but overall very loving and affectionate to her darling, overbearing in her touches, the way she takes her time and is gentle, chipping away at the darling’s resistance to lull them into a sense of security, almost forgetting that Vila was the one to hold her against her will.

Windsong is more obsessed with the darling, causing Vila to sometimes having to ground her so that she doesn’t scare the darling away. Oh but the way she maps out every visible vein and artery like a ley line, she would have measured it with her tool in bed if she had the chance.

Though Windsong being a little shy, I think that her attempts of intimacy are more or less sloppy yet raw with a sort of obsession, her tongue mapping the curve of your stomach, her careful fingers slipping into the Darling’s pussy, fully pushing her fingers as deep as she might go to the hilt of her palm, before she began to sloppily push and swirl gently, unsure if she was hurting the darling or doing it right, though determined nonetheless to make it pleasurable.

It is embarrassing that Vila coos and praise your reactions, but Windsong is observing you, being more selfish unknowingly, she isn’t as considerate as Vila, since I would think that she is pretty unused to intimacy, so she would rather forcefully nudge your hands away from covering your face, her eyes directly staring at your face, not trying to miss a single reaction from you.

I would imagine her trying to say sweet things, though her tone makes it sound so unnerving to you, yet her not slowing down her pace, her fingers moving around sloppily to try to elicit a reaction from you, an intimate one.

As for positions, I think Vila would be on top, you sandwiched in between, and Windsong on the very bottom due to her inexperience and also she likes to feel you pressed up against her skin, no matter what, her hands are groping your skin, in aftermath or beginning, she always has her hands wandering over your body to the point where your body practically feels uncomfortable whenever her hand grazes your hand to hold it gently.

Vila is more or less keeping this poly together, she knows more, and her sense of community made it so that Windsong does have to take part in the aftercare, even then Vila has a lot of patience and teaches Windsong, even if it means that the Darling is going to cum from the overtly sensual touches and the way Vila guides Windsong’s fingers into teasing the Darling’s clit.

It’s practically embarrassing for the Darling, even if Windsong is inexperienced, the constant praises and how gently they both seem to care for you, you are getting forgetful of the fact that they are keeping you here against your will, chipping away at your weakening resolve, feeling more open to let them be with you in bed, receiving their touches and reverence with a sort of welcoming attitude until last moment when you find yourself being reminded that you don’t have a choice with them.

Escape is constantly a guaranteed way to get yourself fucked out of your mind, Vila weeping so convincingly, just blaming herself and all the woes can be heard as she seems to unabashedly punishing you, naked and restrained, humiliated as you were denied to cum, being pushed to the brink only for her to stop, her self blame makes you sick to your stomach with a guilt.

But Vila forgives you, she will not give up on you, her precious partner that her and Windsong are so determined to have you and keep you with them together forever. It feels so wrong, the guilt that you are aware that you should not have, despite Vila clearly being delusional about her love to you.

Albeit, despite Vila’s caring attitude, and Windsong’s overbearing obsession with you, while I am sure that they won’t force you, they are not really innocent either, patience is a rare virtue in yanderes, and I think that they are just guilting or manipulating you into the touches, trying to warm their way into your mind, making you feel assured, lulled by their subtly disguised advances as care.

Outside of intimacy in the privacy of their shared space, they don’t attempt to do anything with you, though for Vila, since she is a rusalka, I do think that she may get intimate with you in the waters, or maybe a sparkly beautiful scenery, a very remote location, her body pressed against you to keep you warm in the cold waters, her hair flowing freely as she nuzzled into her darling’s neck, her arms wrapped around her like she was her everything, and she was.

I definitely think that while they are not the worst, they are definitely not the easier groups, since they will try to gaslight you, try and guilt you to stay, or agree, their sweetness and “love” hiding their more obsessive behavior with their darling

[thequietkid-moonie]

Hi, so for the prompt request, can I please have romantic yandere Tennant and Tooth Fary (Reverse 1999) x autistic reader headcanon (seperate).

Autistic!darling

[ YANDERE HEADCANONS ] [ Tennant, Tooth Fairy ]

[ Reverse 1999 ]

⚠️ Yandere, I don't support nor try to romanticize this toxic behaivor, is just write it for entretaiment

I am so so soooo sorry that i made you wait so much for an answer 🥺🥺 forgive me!!! I just needed to picture well Tennant and Tooth Fairy, I never thought it would take me THIS LONG!! 🙇🏻🙇🏻🙇🏻🙇🏻

Even so, I absolutely loved writing this! I hope is worthy the wait!

Ada Tennant

Tennant lives her life by seducing and scamming and yet for her all that she does is not that bad, seducing and charming for her is an art and everything in return is to show appreciation for her mesmerizing performance and, at first, you were just her next target

Just by looking at you Tennant was already enchanted by your beauty, leading her to immediatly wanting to take you as her new muse for this new performance, however she was faced with a surprise, you weren't like anyone else, it didn't take her more than the first interaction to realice that you were diferent but also to take a step back, no matter how charming she was you weren't not only not falling for her but you also were definetly uncomfortable by her precence, this hits a little in her pride but also picked her interest, leading her to being unable to stop thinking about you and stalking you to find out what made you so diferent

Just like before it take her little time to realice that you were autistic, something she found rather interesting, between her pride and the interest Tennant spend her whole time stalking you and learning everything she could about you, wanting to know how to approach to you and do a perfect performance for you, not even she can explain why she insist so much on you but she didn't question it neither, her obssesive love grew in the shadows, hidden from her but at the same time it was completely accepted

It wasn't until Tennant knew everything she could about you and how the autism affects you that she tried to approach you again, making clear her intentions to charm you and seduce you but also learning in the process, being surprisingly respectful of your bounduries and doing everything to flirt with you without accidentally making you feel uncomfortable or overwhelmed

In all honestly Tennant never realiced what was happening, she never thought much about it when she started to use her power to create the most beautiful and perfectly shaped diamons that would be appealing to your eyes, or how she found herself actually doing promises instead of just repeating the lovely words she knew so well, how she found herself craving for your company, for your precence, for your aproval or how she found herself wanting to protect you from this world that is not build for your comfort, how she wanted to cover your eyes when you look at something that makes you uncomfortable or cover your ears whenever the sounds seems to try to penetrate your ears

She was so lost in how interesting you were that never realiced how much she was falling into her own game, how even when you were suppoused to be just another muse she found herself enchanted and addicted to the beauty of you, how she was now completely mesmerized and unable to finish this performance because she know that when it was over it was time to part ways, how now she longs to take you with her, to build a place where you could be comfortable and safe, where you will never be able to leave

Tennant's obsesive love grows in the shadows, grows freely because she never care enough to take it seriously but it grew to become a well masked dependance, Tennant is convinced that all she wants is because she is the artist and you the muse, she always does perfect performances but now the only thought of leaving you, of having to choose another muse makes her feels empty and lost

Tooth Fairy

Tooth Fairy is well know in the fundation thanks to all the help she offers as the doctor of the fundation, her calm demanour and her unique way to help it has make her quite famous, so there is no doubt that two would meet

In all honestly after meeting you it didn't take too long for Tooth Fairy to notice that you weren't exactly like everyone else, between how observanty, but mainly for how caring she is it didn't took her long to notice the small hints of your autism, even if you try to keep it at minimun or are too discrete she still can notice it and imediatly offers help, she didn't say it directly since she doesn't want to underestimate you nor cross your bounduries but she leave clear that she is here to help, if you ever need help with something even if it isn't about physical discomfort she will be here for you if you need it

It takes some time for Tooth Fairy to develop any feeling for you aside from the wish to help, but you two slowly grow closer to each other after you accepted her offer, slowly opening up to her and letting her see every shade of your autism, letting her see how it affects you (in the good and in the bad side), slowly Tooth Fairy grows to feel closer and closer to you

Tooth Fairy's feelings won't turn into something more darker until she understand that you trust her with yourself, that you trust her even in the times when you can't handle the outside world, Tooth Fairy's feelings were growing slowly, she was slowly feeling incredibly comfortable and happy with your precense, growing to like having you around, to like your precense far from just her naturally caring nature, but it is thanks to the fact that you trust her more than others, that you trust her even in your worst is when Tooth Fairy's feelings were triggered

She can't imagine how you must feel when you feel like when you can't handle the rest of the world, when they speak in a not so clear way, when they make you feel confused and overwhelmed, she can see in your body language, in the answers of your body that you aren't alright, but the fact that you are letting her see you when you are this hurt and vulnerable is what lead her to feel like she needs to take care of you, like she needs to protect you because you put that much trust in her

So she did, Tooth Fairy grows to love you and care for you so much that she end up growing clinging to your side but discreetly, becoming your safe space, somewhere you can be yourself without being judged, without being looked as some kind of weirdo and without being stopped, you can express yourself and seak the comfort you want of whatever you want because Tooth Fairy will not stop you, she is here to take care of you, to protect you and love you just the way you are

Tooth Fairy grows to be incredibly protective of you, she end up having a mental images of you full of beauty and inocence, she doesn't understimate you nor think less of you for your autism but never forget that this is a disability, that this affects you day by day, and that is what lead her to be overprotective, she wants to help you not suffer for just being alive, just for existing

Tooth Fairy is not possesive nor jealous, she firmly believes that you know she is your comfort zone and safe space, that you will always come back to her and she will be waiting for you with a smile and opened arms so she has nothing to worry about, still she somehow always know where are you and what are you doing, always watches over you with the excuse of wanting to be there for you if you need her help for anything

[idv-sunsxin3]

can i request a scenario with pavia, horropedia, and diggers saying i love you to them for the first time 👀👉👈

Horropedia, Pavia, Diggers // "I Love You."

Note// Yes, I finished writing this on April Fool's. And no, I don't feel like getting pranked, but I don't mind being booped by moots/ih😇✨️

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"Y/N, come check this out!"

He was just about to talk to you more about the twin dolls he had on his gun at the moment he saw you enter the room. Noting the little details of their design, and even how he managed to make these mechanisms behave in such a complex manner of mischief to make them seem as unpredictable and intimidating to enemies.

He didn't expect you to suddenly say something much more intimate during one of these casual conversations you both usually share.

You were silently admiring the sight of his focused, intelligent eyes, the way his head tilts once in a while to inspect his work, and his incoherent mumbling to himself as if having some occasional internal debates. Until you blurted these words out.

"I love you."

His fingers halted for a bit once he heard you. His eyes stopped being fixed on his firearm to look at you. His features were notably shocked for a moment, yet it wasn't for long that they returned back to grinning once again. It isn't unsure whether it is because he's playing his cards again or not.

Nonetheless, his cheeks are lightly flustered with a soft hue. It could have been more noticeable if the lamp on his desk wasn't the only source of light in the dark room.

"I know." he replies calmly while throwing a sneaky look, "That’s very dangerous of you to say, though."

His observant eyes stare through yours as his face creeps closer to yours to the point your noses nearly touch. The statement indirectly reminds you of the several times he told you about how love stories tend to get disturbed by certain means of phenomenons, tragedies, and terrors caused by ruthless antagonists.

It is not often that lovers would end up happy together at the end of a horror movie. Sometimes, Horropedia would adapt these kinds of survival principles to real-life situations.

Yet even so, his hands find itself resting on yours. A strange sense of comfort sneaks through your skin by contact.

"It's bad for me... but I don't mind testing the waters with how long we can keep this up."

He interwines your fingers with his, as if they're meant to be that way... Just as the way your lips collide with his, the second he moved the last inch towards you.

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"I love you."

You softly said it as you played with your lover's hands. You were talking about a sad day that happened to you with him. In the end, Diggers managed to cheer you up a bit with his words of affirmation.

"I fancy you more, darling."

He wasn't hesitant on replying sweetly, his eyes half-lidded and droopy, but his smile warmth as the sunrise. He rubs your cheekbone gently with his thumbs while gazing at you lovingly, as if his hands were holding the world itself.

Once noticing you finish drinking from your cup, he unspeakably pulls away from your hold to fetch the jug of juice for a refill. Knowing you well, a single cup of juice won't quench your thirst in a sunny day at a van.

...

"... it's quite new to hear that from you."

Diggers realizes that you finally say the magic words for the very first time. The thought of hearing these words from you crosses his mind, noting how he hasn't heard them from somewhere at all until now.

He had this dumbfounded look for a moment until he made a tiny "o" shape on his mouth. Before not wasting a second to turn around and face back at you.

He was wearing that same glance as if he fell in love with you all over again. Seemingly, they rather looked happier than shock.

"Oh, my muse... my love, my sunshine, my moon, and all my stars."

He gushes delightfully in a low whisper, clearly impacted in the most wonderful way he has never thought of himself. He has this urge to embrace you and flutter you with smooches until he can't feel his lips -

Yet having this tiny fear of scaring you away with any sudden advances, he only surrounded you slowly in his arms before he planted a lingering kiss on your forehead. Connecting your foreheads once he closes his eyes and hums with a soft smile.

"You're the loveliest gift god has sent to me..." He whispers as he cradles your head with his hand in an adoring manner.

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You said it without thinking twice. Seeing him eat gelato with a spoon while still holding your hand with his unoccupied one was something special.

You slowly learn that he never had the plans to pull away at all. Not even whenever you take the initiative to hold hands, embrace one another, and start sneaking these whispers of affection in dark alleyways.

So after finishing the cold dessert, he walks you through the dark streets wanderlessly before turning to a corner. You pull him by the arm close to you so you can lean on him, but this gesture made Pavia pull you back and swing you towards the wall- pinning you against it.

"Now what, bella? Do you really want to stick around here?"

He sounds a bit annoyed by the tone on his question, yet the way he gently brushes his jewelry from his knuckles on your cheek says otherwise.

"Aren't you quite a crazy one?"

"Mm.." You hum as you lean on his touch, "I get that a lot."

"What are you trying to say to me now then, mm..?"

"...I love you."

You now sounded quiet but clear enough to the other. Your lips were close enough to his ear that he could feel you breathing softly against him.

"...?"

The mercenary finds himself dropping his hands from the sides of your head to wrap his deadly arms around you. They rest firmly on your hip and lower back while his back is now leaning on the brick wall once he swing your back around.

"..."

Pavia acts like it was nothing serious at first when he heard you, his eyes unreadable through his shades as he scrutinizes your face like a predator does to a prey for a few silent seconds. However, the tone of his voice remains inexpicable and probably a malicious mischief.

"Oh, you're dancing with fire, little daredevil..."

That's when he grabs you by the collar before smashing your lips with his, swiftly bringing you deeper into the alleyway...

"Two can play this game~"

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Several days later, you find yourself being led by him to your house that is now piled up with a lot of boxes that are filled with gifts. Most of them bring a variety of different jewelries.

"I got them as souvenirs, but it turns out none of them are my style... Keep them. whether you like it or not, I'm looking forward to seeing you trying one of them~"

Obviously hinting that these gifts were bought for you;;

[3amstoryreader]

No matter what, we'll be together.

Medicine Pocket x fem!reader AU

This scenario occurs in an AU where the storm phenomenon doesn't exist. Reader is not an arcanist/established relationship/fluff/sensitive content: discrimination against arcanist/English is not my first language

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You were on a rare date with your partner, MedPoc. You chose the newly opened café as your location and sat together by the window, enjoying the view. The bright sun beautifully reflected off your lover's golden eyes.

"Look at you—pale face, messy hair, and dark bags under your eyes. I’m glad you finally got two weeks off from responsibilities and boring reports." You tried to start a conversation to get MedPoc's attention on you instead of whatever they were thinking about.

"Vertin, with reports to manage, a team of incompetents to supervise, fundraising to tackle, and puppies to care for, it all feels so draining. Yet, I will always make time for you." They offered you a small reassuring smile before turning their attention to the menu resting on the wooden table. The aroma of freshly baked pastries and coffee filled the air around you. The background music was soothing, and the view of the park outside was breathtaking.

"This place isn't bad, and they have a lot of food and drinks. Med, take a look at the cheesecakes and fruit shakes." You pick up the sheet, literally shoving it in their face.

"You idiot, my eyesight is 10/10! I don't need the menu this close to my fucking face!" they replied, annoyed by your behaviour. However, you didn't take their words to heart. Having known MedPoc for a while, you had simply grown used to the way they acted, talked, and expressed themselves sometimes.

“Fine, read the whole thing yourself. I'm ordering [insert something to eat] and a [favorite drink].” You moved the piece of paper out of the way, waiting to hear what Medpoc was going to choose.

"I can order dinosaur-shaped cookies! This is amazing! I'll have a coffee, too." You stared at the overjoyed researcher in front of you with amusement. It makes your heart skip a beat to see them so happy like today, instead of buried in a never-ending pile of suffocating work.

"Can I take your orders, ma'am... and sir?" The moment was interrupted by the waitress, who was trying to figure out how to address MedPoc. You couldn't help but want to laugh at your lover's expression, clearly uncomfortable being analyzed like a lab sample or a specimen.

"Ma'am, sir, young lady, young boy and etc I honestly don't give a fuck about it I just want a few of the dino-shaped cookies and a macchiato as for my girlfriend she wants[your order]"

The waitress glances back at MedPoc, mumbles a quick apology, and walks away after taking your orders. "My apologies. I'll be back soon"

"And as for you, don't pretend I can't see you trying hard not to laugh," they said, pinching your left cheek before shifting to a more serious demeanor.

"It's honestly so annoying. Every time we go out together, I can feel the intense stares of others on me just because I'm different."

MedPoc faces the window, observing the lively scene outside. Couples on stroll hand in hand, families share joyful moments, and students chat animatedly, their laughter filling the air. Friends gather in small groups, each completely absorbed in their interactions. The atmosphere is vibrant, with each individual living their own unique experience. How beautiful.

“Is this because of what just happened? You usually don’t take things like this seriously. Is everything alright?” You knew them better than anyone, and something was definitely off.

"No is not that. He, she, it you know I don't give a damn about the pronouns thing anatomically speaking I'm not a man or a woman anyways, but..." they take a moment of silence slowly observing you carefully and taking a good look at their reflection on the glass.

"...right now, look at me and then around us. Don't I stand out a lot? I'm an arcanist, and everybody can tell, a scary arcanist and a normal girl on a date. How hilarious. They don't dare to say anything but I'm not dumb it's written all over those idiotic faces" They keep on rambling while you just listen letting them finish saying what was troubling their mind all this time.

"I know that you love me, but sometimes I can't help but think about how your life changed because of me. Don't you get criticised for taking someone like me as your lover? A freak? Arcanum wielder?" Silence again by the look of it, MedPoc was probably waiting for your response.

"Between me and you, I can't tell who should be the idiot now. You think like those close-minded people, we're in a new era where humans and arcanists coexist and can get legally married without any problems; indeed, you don't see many like us, but who cares? You're my world, my universe, and that's what matters, I love you, and nothing on this planet can make me take back my words. "

Without hesitating, you stand up from your seat to reach MedPoc's face. They barely have time to register what's happening before you bring your lips to theirs.

They wrapped their arm around your neck, drawing you closer as the kiss deepened. The world around you froze as the voices and music faded.

“Enough! Get off me, you clingy, crazy woman. If you’re going to do something like that, at least not here!” their face became crimson red as they struggled to say proper sentences.

"Look at the all mighty Medicine Pocket who now turned into a blushing mess"

"Shut-" their words were cut off by a feminine voice "ehm pardon for the interruption, but here's your order" the waitress walks away avoiding eyes contact

"You know... I will marry you one day, put a pretty ring on your finger. I can already see you wearing a nice suit or.... even better a beautiful white dress. After that, your genius mind won'tbe troubled by any nosense, and-" MedPoc couldn't take it anymore. They stood up, shoved a cookie in your mouth, and kept those lips sealed with their hand.

"Enough! Do you want to make a fool out of me so badly today? " their cheeks were burning, knowing your lover they were probably dying of embarrassment and trying too hard to hide due to their ego.

"And if we do get married one day, I won't be the one to wear the dress for sure dumbass"

Seeing a smile on their face was enough to make your heart flutter. You admit that MedPoc can be difficult to understand at times, but deep down, they have a soft side. From now on, your goal is to fully bring that side out and make it shine.

"We'll see what happens when the day comes, but X, Regulus, and Mr Apple must be flower girls"

I wrote something again hehehehehe :>

I don't remember where in the main story, but someone(I think Schneider) mentioned that human and arcanist couples were not well seen by most people, so I bought this topic back.

Ans also sorry this time the reader is not gn cuz it easy for me to write if only one character uses they/them