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Jason Todd uses a flip phone. No he will not upgrade.

a little bit proofread! youd think the child of an ESL teacher would know whats up but youd be wrong! anywho this is vv off the dome and i didnt exactly know how to end it so please tell me if you feel like it flows right i appreciate any and all feedback very dearly ࿐ ࿔*:･ﾟ

“Jay!” his partner calls from the other side of his apartment, making their way from the kitchen to where he was cleaning his guns in the living room. A very ritualistic process for him. They're all uniformly laid out on his coffee table (which he did not own before getting into a relationship, shout out the wife) , unassembled and being very carefully cleaned with a level of precision you seldom see outside of scientific glass blowers. Hes locked in

“What?” Jason looks up from his gun cleaning ritual 

“Can i borrow your phone? I wanna order food” they smiled, leaning over the back of his couch

“Whats wrong with yours?” he asks, “dead” y/n replied simply, and Jason reaches into his pocket with minimal grumbling

Jason was not a fan of technology, as a rule. He thinks its evil. He doesn't have any social media, does not watch any tv that isn't the news, and doesn't particularly like having his photo taken on anything digital. But still, none of that knowledge about their boyfriend couldve prepared y/n for being presented with a tomato red  Motorola RAZR V3 Flip Cellphone after it was dug out of Jasons cargo pants

“...what the fuck is this” they gawked at him. They hadnt been together all that long, but long enough that y/n feels that they should have noticed this piece of ancient history in his possession

“What?” Jason replied casually, unclear why they were looking at his phone like that “you have my phone no? Order your food” he said while getting back to the gun cleaining 

“Im- what is this?? Jason, be serious” y/n said, still absolutely rubbernecking at the phone. They went around the couch to look him in the eyes

Jason made a face “im being serious, order your food” he rolled his eyes at his partners ridiculousness. 

“Jason.” y/n gawped “look me in the eyes and tell me this is your actual primary cellphone.” they said, leaning down to look their boyfriend in his soul. Jason furrowed his brows

“Thats my phone. Why is this a big deal? I dont like apples and samsongs. Or whatever” Jason responds, puting down the half put together glock hes cleaning to cross his arms and lean back against the couch 

“My phone number is in this. You answer my texts from this thing??” they asked, still holding out hope this was a really stupid elaborate prank. From their boyfriend. Who had the driest sense of humor on the- okay yea he wasnt joking

“Yes??” he said incredulously, looking at his partener like they were being unreasonable. Actually- they were being unreasonable. It was a razr phone, not some far future star wars trans communicator. y/n needs a second to think about this

They plop themselves onto the couch next to their boyfriend, staring at the ceiling

“You really are a drug dealer” they murmured. Jason snorted

Jason snorted. “Below the belt” he retorts, snickering as he went back to his gun cleaning. Locked in. clear eyes, full hearts, cant lose.

“You need an actual phone” y/n states, like its the word of god. No protests will be tolerated, this studio apartment is not a democracy. Jason makes a face.

“I dont trust that shit” he murmured, continuing his surgical precision glock cleaning. y/n tilted their head

“Whys that?” they questioned. Jason scoffed, like its obvious

“ ‘don't want the government knowing my business” Jason loured

“Don't want-” y/n looked at him, in his soul “Jason. Whats a drivers license?”

Jason scoffed, smiling since hes won the argument now,in his own mind at least “i dont have one” he said triumphantly. y/ns eyes widened to the size of frisbees. They'd been in a car he was driving. Many times. Yesterday actually

“What the fuck d’you mean you dont have a drivers license??” “i never got one” he answered simply, like that was chill 

“Im- yes i get that. But you drive!” they argued, turning their body to fully face their insane boyfriend

“Well yea,obviously” jason rolled his eyes. y/n guffawed at him

“You're- a prolific criminal” they murmured, deciding not to question it anymore. He dresses up like red riding hood grew up and transitioned and got REALLY into body building. He used to kill people. Hes literally cleaning his multiple unregistered firearms in front of them. 

“Does the pope shit in the woods?” Jason retorts. y/n and jason stared at each other for a second 

“not what that means” “yea not what that means”

.𖥔 ܁ ˖ ✦ ‧₊˚ ⋅ fun with formatting! i like the coloured text but i wish the shades weren't so jarring. i also find the images incredibly annoying to format properly but maybe im just being dense i dunno. the drivers license bit was inspired by my co worker because she too doesn't have a drivers license and yet owns a car and drives it and isnt in jail yet. you go icon

also the term wife is used GENDER NUTREALY !!1! i wanted an actual gender neutral term for nuptial partner but nothing hits like wife does imo. anyways tysm for reading! i love you sleep well ₍ᐢ._.ᐢ₎♡ ༘

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GET THESE TWO OUTTA HERE

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Jason was the prettiest Robin. Convince me otherwise.

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Jason doesn’t use social media much, but when he does, he uses it to relive memorable moments.

He has an instagram account. It has less than 50 followers (family members and close friends only). The page has only one post. It’s his favourite photo of himself, a photo he treasures deeply.

The photo is a low quality picture of him with your hand cupping his chin. It’s from your first anniversary.

After having a wonderful evening of cooking and eating together, you decided to end the night by kissing him on his couch.

Once you were done, his lips were stained with your lipstick. You couldn’t help but laugh at his painted face.

He looked at you in confusion, which caused you to smile and gently kiss the scar by his lip. He smiled back and you decided to take a photo to show him the mess on his face.

In the photo, he’s smiling hard, there’s no teeth, but you can see the pure joy radiating in his eyes. Jason doesn’t smile often or very hard, unless he’s with you and this picture captures his happiness perfectly.

He’s shirtless in the photo, but not much is visible, besides his silver chain. A chain that you bought him as an anniversary present. Your nails are perfectly done, with little red bats adorning your ring finger. The picture is perfect to Jason.

He was truly happy in that photo and he often finds himself looking back at it, especially when he misses you. Staring at the photo, reminds him of the good memories you two share.

The picture almost always cheers him up.

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ok but imagine

jason todd who's insecure about his "dad bod" because he's not dainty and lean like the other bats even tho he's built like a fucking BRICKHOUSE and he's continuously looking at himself in the mirror to figure out how to be less- less big- more dainty- like dick or tim- or just wanting to be like the other bats-

but then you stand behind him, make him look at himself in the mirror as you touch him, make him cum, make a mess of him, praising how pretty is to you and how good he feels in your hands while not even being able to SEE anything because he's so huge you end up just behind him, your hands around his hips to piston him until his hips buck and he starts incoherently agree that he IS pretty and he IS good enough-

just think that would be neat!

Drabble Master List.

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𓈒ㅤׂㅤ 𓇼 ࣪ SUNSHINE 𓈒ㅤׂㅤ⭒⠀

☆⁠ 𝘗𝘈𝘐𝘙𝘐𝘕𝘎 : Robin Jason Todd x Fem Reader

☆⁠ HEADCANON : 𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢 𝘱𝘶𝘱𝘱𝘺 𝘤𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘩 (𝘰𝘣𝘴𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯).

☆⁠ NOTES : 𝘛𝘦𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦. 𝘌𝘯𝘨𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘩 𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘶𝘢𝘨𝘦. 𝘏𝘰𝘱𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘦𝘯𝘫𝘰𝘺!

Jason first noticed you during an English Lit discussion when you were debating the themes in Wuthering Heights. Most of the class was half-asleep, but you were animated, speaking with such passion that Jason couldn’t tear his eyes away. He didn’t even care about Heathcliff or Catherine, but if you were this invested, then he’d read the whole damn book twice just to have something to talk to you about. At first, he kept his distance, watching you from afar. You were too kind, too radiant, too good for someone like him. But Jason wasn’t known for his self-restraint. The more he watched you, the more he realized he couldn’t stay away.

Jason started sitting closer to you in class. He’d lean back in his chair, tapping his pen against his desk, waiting for the perfect moment to chime in when you spoke. He wanted your attention, even if it was just a quick glance his way. When you’d drop your pen, Jason would be the first to pick it up, handing it back with a lopsided grin. “Gotta be more careful, sunshine.” The nickname stuck, much to his delight. He quickly learned your schedule. Not in a creepy way (he tells himself), but because he just happened to notice you always stopped by your locker before lunch. He’d time it so he was walking by at the same moment, giving him an excuse to strike up a conversation. Jason’s protective instincts kicked in almost immediately. If anyone so much as looked at you the wrong way, Jason was there, glaring at them until they backed off. He didn’t care if it was some senior jock twice his size—no one messed with you.

One day, you stayed late at school to finish a group project, and Jason nearly lost his mind when he saw you walking home alone after dark. He followed you in the shadows, making sure you got home safely. The next morning, he casually handed you a pocket-sized pepper spray. “For emergencies,” he said, trying to play it cool. He started leaving little things in your locker. A book you mentioned wanting to read, your favorite candy, or a handwritten note that simply said, "Don’t forget to smile today, sunshine."

Jason had a habit of “accidentally” showing up at places he knew you’d be. Whether it was the library, the coffee shop down the street, or even the park where you liked to read, Jason was always “just passing by.” He’d flash you a sheepish grin and sit down, secretly thrilled at the chance to spend more time with you. He hated seeing you talk to other guys, especially when they made you laugh. Jason knew he didn’t have the polished charm of some of the rich kids at Gotham High, but he cared about you in a way no one else could. He’d clench his fists and bite his tongue, reminding himself that you deserved someone better—someone who wouldn’t scare you away with how much they needed you. But then you’d turn to him, smiling so sweetly, and Jason would forget everything else. He’d do anything to keep that smile on your face.

One evening, you stayed late at school again, and this time, someone actually tried to mess with you. Jason, of course, had been waiting nearby, as he always did when you stayed late. He didn’t hesitate to step in, taking down the guy with practiced ease. “Jason?!” you gasped when you saw him. He froze, realizing you’d caught him. “You—you were following me?” you asked, a mix of confusion and something softer in your voice. Jason rubbed the back of his neck, his usual confidence slipping away. “I just... wanted to make sure you were safe,” he muttered. “You don’t know how dangerous this city is. I couldn’t—I can’t let anything happen to you.” Instead of being scared, you surprised him by throwing your arms around him. “Thank you, Jason,” you whispered, and he swore his heart stopped.

From that day on, Jason was even more protective of you. He’d walk you home without an excuse, carry your books without asking, and sit with you at lunch like it was the most natural thing in the world.

Jason wasn’t the type to ask for permission, not when it came to you. He’d always been bold in everything he did—whether it was picking a fight with someone twice his size or throwing himself into danger without a second thought. But when it came to you, he hesitated. How could he ask you out without coming off as desperate? Without you realizing just how much space you occupied in his mind, how your laugh replayed in his head on a loop every night, and how he couldn’t sleep unless he knew you were safe?

It started like any other day. Jason was walking you to class, his bag slung carelessly over his shoulder as he matched your pace. His usual smirk was in place, but inside, his mind was racing. He’d practiced the words over and over in his head. Just ask her. It’s not a big deal. She likes you, right? She has to. You didn’t seem to notice his inner turmoil, chatting about your favorite movie and how you’d been wanting to watch it again. Jason latched onto that.

“Hey, uh... you doing anything this weekend?” he asked, trying to sound casual. He shoved his hands into his pockets, his usual cockiness slipping into nervousness. You tilted your head, a small smile playing on your lips. “Not really. Why?” “Well, I was thinking... maybe we could catch that movie you like? Or, you know, grab some food after. Just us.” Your eyebrows shot up. “Jason Todd, are you asking me out?” His ears turned red. “Maybe. Depends on your answer.” You laughed—a sweet, melodious sound that made his chest tighten. “You’re cute when you’re nervous, you know that?” Jason huffed, trying to regain his composure. “So, is that a yes, or...?” “Of course, it’s a yes,” you said, nudging his shoulder playfully. “I’ve been waiting for you to ask, you know.”

Jason was a bundle of nerves the entire day leading up to your date. He didn’t want to mess this up—not with you. He even went so far as to ask Alfred (secretly, of course) for advice, which earned him a lecture about being respectful and treating you like a lady. When he picked you up that evening, Jason was... different. He’d ditched his usual leather jacket for a nicer shirt, and his hands were tucked nervously into his pockets. But the moment he saw you step out of your house, his nerves vanished. “Wow,” he breathed. “You look... amazing.” You smiled, blushing slightly. “You clean up pretty well yourself, Todd.” He couldn’t stop grinning as he walked you to his bike. “Hold on tight, sunshine,” he teased as he handed you a helmet. “I’ve got you.”

Jason surprised you by actually being a perfect gentleman. He took you to your favorite little diner, the one you’d mentioned in passing weeks ago. He remembered everything you liked—the exact way you liked your burger, your favorite drink, even the little details about how you always added extra ketchup. During the movie, he couldn’t focus on the screen. Not when you were sitting so close, your shoulder brushing his. He was hyper-aware of every little movement you made—the way you laughed at the funny scenes, the way your eyes lit up during your favorite parts. And when you leaned your head against his shoulder halfway through, Jason thought he might actually die from happiness.

As the weeks went on, you started noticing things about Jason. How he always seemed to know where you were, how he’d intercept anyone who tried to bother you before they even got close, how he’d show up with your favorite snacks when you didn’t mention being hungry. It didn’t take long to piece it together. One evening, as you both sat on a rooftop (because Jason insisted the city looked better from up high), you decided to bring it up. “Jason,” you started, looking at him with a soft smile, “you’re really... protective, you know that?” He stiffened. “Is that... bad?” You shook your head, resting your hand on his arm. “No. It’s sweet. I know you just want to keep me safe.” Jason let out a breath he didn’t realize he was holding. “I just... I can’t lose you,” he admitted, his voice quieter than you’d ever heard it. “You’re the best thing in my life, and the thought of anything happening to you—” “Jason,” you interrupted, squeezing his arm, “you don’t have to worry so much. I’m not going anywhere. Okay?” He turned to look at you, his blue eyes filled with a vulnerability you didn’t expect. “You mean that?” You nodded. “I like having you around. Even if you’re a little... intense sometimes.” His lips twitched into a grin. “You think I’m intense now? You should see what I’d do if anyone actually hurt you.” You laughed, leaning your head against his shoulder. “I think I’ll take your word for it.” Jason wrapped an arm around you, pulling you closer. In that moment, he knew he’d do whatever it took to keep you happy and safe. You were his sunshine, his everything. And now that he had you, he wasn’t letting go. Not ever.

𝒍𝒖𝒗-𝒍𝒐𝒄𝒌 ☆ 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒄𝒐𝒑𝒚, 𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒔𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒐𝒓 𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒚 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒚 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒌𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒐𝒓 𝒂𝒏𝒚 𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒘𝒆𝒃𝒔𝒊𝒕𝒆𝒔.

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Hi Nana! Uuh.. I saw your post about Leona being jealous of Cheka and this come to my mind: Leona's s/o (gn or fem) playing with Cheka like they/she's also a kid, when he asks about that, s/o say that "grow up too fast" 'cause of responsabilities and never had a proper childhood. Leona feel bad for his herbivore and decide to play along with them/her and Cheka. +Maybe Cheka talking to his father that Leona played with him?? Leona's brother will be like: WHAAAT?!! Sorry for any grammar mistakes, I'm trying to improve it. Kisses from Brazil <3

No worries about your grammar, love! English isn't my first language either and I understood your message perfectly! I'm really happy you liked my Leona Jealousy post and I was super excited to see your ask <3 (you're my first ask so it's extra special lol) Kisses from South Africa ^3^

Play Pretend • L.K

Fandom: Disney's Twisted Wonderland

Characters: Leona Kingscholar x gn!reader

Word Count: 2138

Warnings: None <3

a/n: this is a request/ask by @midnightymel . The other fic mentioned is here♡ Please enjoy~♡

>MASTERLIST<

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Laughter and giggles rang through the hallways of Savanaclaw, a stark contrast to the usual arguments and roughhousing of its residents. Following the sound of laughter, Leona found himself face to face with something he hadn’t expected. You and Cheka were in his room, playing some sort of pretend game.

Leona leaned against his door frame and watched as the scene before him continued despite his presence. You were jumping on his bed, bedsheets and pillows crumpling and bunching beneath your bare feet. Cheka was crouching on the ground, wooden play sword pointed towards you. Leona’s brows furrowed, tail swishing lightly. What in Twisted Wonderland were you doing, Herbivore?

You called out to Cheka, voice exaggerated for whatever character you were supposed to be. “Oh, my handsome knight Cheka! Save me from this scary, evil dragon!” You laughed and pretended to scream as Cheka rushed forward with his wooden sword, charging towards the ‘dragon’.

“Stop, you foul beast! Let Princess (Y/N) go or I’ll... I’ll…” Cheka paused for a moment, unable to find the right words. Ah, so you were supposed be the princess in this game. Leona guessed that his bed had been dubbed your ‘castle’ and that’s why you were there. Why you were jumping on his nice mattress was a different matter, though.

“Or…” You stopped to think for a second. “Or you’ll cut open his stomach!” You suggested gleefully, hands clasped in excitement as you bounced up and down.

“Yeah!” Cheka responded. “That! Or I’ll cut open your stomach!” Cheka rushed around the bed, rolling on the floor and jumping around, pretending to fight something, finally stopping when he hit his wooden sword into the floor. Leona’s ears flattened against his head at the sharp sound. Stupid cub ruining his nice floor all while you’re giggling like a weirdo.

Still bouncing, you clapped your hands and cheered when Cheka lifted his head again. “Yay! You saved me from the awful dragon, Cheka!” You helped Cheka climb onto the bed. He held tightly onto your waist and together you started jumping on Leona’s bed again. Leona wasn’t sure what to make of this. On one hand, it’s cute that you’re laughing and playing with the cub. On the other hand, the cub has no right to be clinging onto his herbivore right in front of him.

“Since I saved you, I get to marry you now!” Cheka proclaimed proudly. “The knight always gets to marry the princess in the stories my baba reads me!” Leona cleared his throat before you could respond, signalling his presence. You froze. He was tired of you not noticing him.

“Yeah, I don’t think so, squirt. This herbivore is mine.” Leona said as he approached his now completely ruined bed. He held out his hand to help you get down before speaking again. “Besides, it’s time for lunch. Even if I did let you marry my herbivore, which I never will, it would have to wait until after you two have gotten something in your stomachs.”

You took out your phone to look at the time after Leona’s statement. “Oh, shoot. You’re right. It’s already past 1pm.” You picked Cheka up by his underarms and set him down on your hip. “What do you say we get some food and feed our brave hero, hm?” Cheka giggled when you tilted your head to rub your nose against his. Leona resisted the urge to gag and roll his eyes at the blatant show of affection towards the cub.

The three of you sat peacefully at the kitchen island, light conversation flowing between you and Leona whilst having the lunch that Ruggie had prepared earlier. Leona had been watching you for the better part of the meal. His gaze began to burn against your skin. Leona noticed the way you started shifting uncomfortably in your seat, your behaviour becoming more and more antsy the longer he stared. You paused right before taking a bite of food and looked at Leona. Sighing, you put your fork down.

“Okay. What is it? You’ve been staring at me this entire time.”

“No, I haven’t,” Leona tried to lie. You raised a brow at him in disbelief.

“It’s pretty obvious you were, babe. Is there something on your mind?”

There was a long beat of silence after your question. Leona could tell his lack of response was making you feel anxious and decided to ask you the thing that had been burning in the back of his mind since he had walked in on you and Cheka playing in his bedroom. Leona nudged himself against your side in an effort to lighten the mood and finally responded.

“So, what’s up with you and the cub playing pretend? Since when was my herbivore a five-year-old?” Leona smirked when he noticed the little blush tinting your ears and cheeks. “What’s a grown adult doing jumping on my bed and playing princess with a child?”

“I’d hardly call myself an adult,” you laughed. “And it’s fun playing pretend. But you wouldn’t know that since you act like an old man all the time.” You nudged yourself into Leona during your last sentence, poking fun at his penchant for napping. Smiling at him for a moment longer, your face quickly softened into something slightly more melancholic.

There was a brief scan of Leona’s face before you took another bite of your food, giving yourself a few more seconds to think before you continued. “It’s just nice, I guess.” Your gaze shifted towards your lap. “Growing up, I wasn’t really allowed to have this kind of fun. I was made to act like an adult way before I was ready to be one. I lost a lot of my childhood to maturity before it was even necessary. So, I guess this is just me trying to make up for lost time. And playing with Cheka lets me do that.”

Leona watched as you nervously picked at your fingernails. He wasn’t expecting such a serious answer. He knew your childhood had been rough. It’s part of the reason you two got along so well in the first place. You both understood each other in a way other people simply couldn’t. Leona tilted his head down to take in your slightly pained expression.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to make it seem like I was judging you. And now I’ve gone and brought up painful memories, too.” Leona lifted one of his hands and started petting your head. “If playing pretend with the cub like that means so much to my precious herbivore, then it’s fine if you do.” Leona smiled when you lifted your head to look at him. “Hey. I’ll even play pretend with you if it makes you that happy. Even if it means having to share you with Cheka.” You laughed a little when he rolled his eyes and scoffed at his own mention of Cheka. The small cub looked up at the two of you when he heard the way you were giggling.

“Is Unca playing dragons with us, too?” Cheka’s eyes beamed with excitement at the prospect of getting to play with his favourite and only uncle.

“Only after you’ve eaten all of your food, Cheka.” You responded. “Then we can all play dragons together!” At that, Cheka rushed to finish his lunch whilst you and Leona finished your meals peacefully across from him. After a few more moments, you took one of Leona’s hands in your own and turned towards him, smiling softly.

“Thank you for understanding, my love.”

“Don’t worry about it, herbivore.” Leona smiled back, winking, and returned to focus back on his food to take another bite. He was close to finishing his plate when you suddenly jumped up from your seat, stretching. Leona watched you for a brief moment longer before taking his final bite, only to drop his fork when you suddenly exclaimed, startling him.

“Welp!” You stretched your back some more. “I don’t know about you guys, but I’m completely full.” You pushed in your seat and Leona noticed the mischievous grin spreading across your face. For some reason, he had a really bad feeling about this.

“Herbivore, what are yo-” He was interrupted by the slam of your hands against the table, the loud bang sending his ears flat against his head.

“Last one in Leona’s room is the dragon!” And then you were running. Speeding off towards his bedroom with Cheka trying his best to catch up.

Cheka laughed excitedly, “I wanna be the knight!”

Leona sat there for a second just watching the two of you retreat into the hallway, exasperation evident on his face. But before he realised it, he was already chasing after you. “Oi! I’m not gonna be a damn lizard! (Y/N) get back here!” He’d be damned if he lost this race. There was no way in hell you’d make him be a damn lizard for your stupid game. Leona absolutely refused, even if he was being childish in doing so. You looked back over your shoulder and smirked in his direction, calling out.

“Then you’ll have to catch up, scar!” You sped up, practically sprinting now, Cheka trying his best not to be left behind.

“Oh, you are going to regret calling me ‘scar’, Herbivore,” Leona muttered to himself, smirking. Just wait until he catches you.

Leona sped up, running directly behind the two of you. In one fell swoop he had Cheka under his arm, removing the cub as a potential obstacle in his effort to catch up with you. You looked back at Leona to make sure he was still behind, but to your surprise he was almost right behind you… with an overly excited Cheka in arm, nonetheless. Before you could even think of running faster, Leona caught you in his other arm, holding both you and Cheka to his chest, a broad smile stretching at his lips.

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“So, how was your time with Uncle Leona?” Falena asked on the trip back home, Cheka strapped securely into his car seat.

“It was very fun, Baba! (Y/N) played with me the entire day!” Cheka was smiling brightly as he played with a toy you had given him. “We played dragons in Unca’s room and I was the knight, just like when Baba plays dragons with me, and then I beat the dragon and I saved (Y/N) and they were the princess and then we had lunch together and it was really yummy and then-” Falena just shook his head as he watched his son animatedly talk about his day, describing every little activity you did with him.

“What about Uncle? Did you not see your Uncle Leona?” Falena assumed that Leona had likely left to go sleep somewhere else while you played with Cheka.

“Huh?” Cheka looked up at his father, confused. He was just about to get to that part of his story, was his baba not listening? “Unca was there!” He nodded, smiling happily at Falena. “Me and (Y/N) we had lunch with Unca and then he chased us and then he caught us and we played dragons together! But Unca didn’t want to be the dragon,” Cheka puffed out his cheeks and pouted when he recalled Leona’s adamant refusal, only to suddenly beam again when he continued. “But then (Y/N) said something and then Unca was the dragon and I was the knight and Unca tried to be a scary dragon for (Y/N)!”

Falena was only half listening to Cheka’s rant, but immediately his full attention snapped back when he heard about Leona. Surprised, he turned to Cheka. “Leona played with you?”

“Uh-huh! Unca picked me up and we chased (Y/N) together!” Cheka was more than happy to go into extra detail about his uncle picking him up in the middle of a chase. “Me and Unca caught (Y/N) and then we played dragons again!”

Falena couldn’t believe it. His lazy, broody, incredibly moody little brother actually played pretend with Cheka. He’s never been able to get Leona to play with Cheka before. What great feat of sorcery had you performed to achieve this? Once they were in front of the palace’s main entrance, Falena got out of the car with Cheka on his hip.

“(Y/N) is a great princess, Baba,” Cheka said absentmindedly, fiddling with the toy you had gifted him. “They’re very pretty and always nice to me. And Unca really likes them and I like them, too.”

Falena considered it for a moment. You had to be truly something special for Leona to agree to play games like chase and playing pretend. And Cheka always looked so happy when he talked about you. In fact, Cheka adored you as much as he adored Leona. “Yes,” Falena agreed eventually.

“(Y/N) would make a great princess.”

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a/n: I spent a while working on this and had it in my drafts for like a week. I'm happy to finally post it. I hope everyone enjoyed it! Commentary is greatly appreciated <3

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Heyyyy decided to make one of these to pin on profile and will be updating this continuously with new oneshots/headcanons.

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ Record of Ragnarok list

╰┈➤ SFW

Okita Souji x reader (part 1)

Anubis x Mesopotamian goddess!reader

Jealous!Anubis x goddess!reader

Okita x reader (part 2)

Anubis x jealous!reader

Dating Okita Souji HCs

His healer Okita x reader

Dating Anubis HCs

Request: Yandere Apollo, Loki, Poseidon, and Hades HCs

When you two fight Okita x reader

Family conflict Anubis x Sumerian reader

Okita x jealous!reader

Susano’o x Shinto goddess!reader

Sharing cats with Okita Souji HCs

Accidental confession Anubis x reader

Request: Invasion on Asgard Thor x reader

Reader is an Artist - Okita

What the other shinsengumi members think of your relationship Okita x reader

Dating Loki HCs

Oblivious!Okita Souji x reader HCs

The Hating Game (part 1) Anubis x Mesopotamian!reader

╰┈➤ NSFW

None yet, but open to writing some in the future.

જ⁀➴ Okita Fanfic series

To live or Die Okita x Reader summary

Prologue

Chapter 1

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Anubis x Mesopotamian Goddess reader

TW: None. Fluff!

WC: 434

Note: My first time encountering with the RoR fandom and really wanted to write some HCs and oneshots. Anubby needs more love istg. So cuteeee~

The first time the two of you met in Valhalla, he immediately couldn’t get your image out of his head. He wanted to know more about you. You were one of the goddesses of the Mesopotamian pantheon.

At first it was scary to Anubis considering you were from a different pantheon than his, would his father even approve of such? He kept repeating to himself that he should try and talk to you while also putting himself down that he was the god of the dead and shouldn’t be afraid of rejection.

The next time he saw you pass the halls of the Valhalla arena he immediately ran up to you nearly almost scaring you with the way how childish he can be. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry! I just… I Just think you're pretty! Ya you're really really pretty!” He turned his head to the side embarrassed thinking he might’ve screwed things up.

You were taken back by the compliment and blushed profusely. Nobody has complimented you in such way and it burned your heart. You recognized the pantheon he belonged to. “You’re Anubis right? I recognized you earlier in the stands watching the fights, and you’re also in the list of the god fighters.” You placed your index finger under your chin to observe the love struck boy.

His face lit up as he nodded not once but three times. “Yes, yes, yes that’s me! I’m so excited! So excited, so excited for my turn!” You noticed how distinctive his eyes were and the details on his hat. You couldn’t deny the beauty about him. He was so joyful and has quick mood shifts. This made you chuckle at his cheeky smile.

You offered to watch the fights with him and would cheer for him when it’s his turn. This made his eyes lit up with hearts. “You’d really really watch with me?!That’ll make me happy! So happy!” The cuteness of him made you chuckle. Truth was, you noticed the stares he gave you before he found the courage to talk to you.

It wasn’t till long that with each match that occurred, you know his turn was close. The way his eyes lit up when a fallen Einherjar or god perished made you feel closer to him just how much lust he felt over death itself. It was interesting to you, you wanted to know more about him and his history.

This was just the beginning of one crazy ride with the Egyptian god. Your heart clenched for his turn and only you’d hope he would return back to your side.

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Two Moons Over You

🦊Pairing: Young!Kojiro Sasaki x Kitsune!reader

🦊Warnings: none

🦊It was a request made by Anon, about Kojiro falling asleep near a shrine and kitsune!reader finding him

🦊

A silky shawl, two slices of bread, a turtle-shaped hair clip, and a fruit that smells of distant places. Not much in the eyes of the young man, but it is all he had; so much for your wise gaze, because everything he had, he gave it to you. And it doesn’t take nine tails to understand that a good soul is in front of you.

The forest is open to everyone, it will not close now: everyone enters bringing their riches or poverty, there with them, in their soul, and you scrutinize them all; you don’t block anyone’s way, but for those who deserve it there is a way, and for those who must end their life there, the trees become cages and the leaves spiderwebs, and the sunlight no longer exists. Everyone knows the rules.

But this morning the dawn has more than one reason to come, and you slowly remove one of the tails from the body of the traveler who arrived near the temple in the darkest hour, and fell asleep there after placing his gifts and humbly thanked the Gods for the silent hospitality. You were almost moved by the sweetness of those prayers; especially because you believed they would never return. So, all night you watched him sleep and your tails protected him, waiting for the day.

«Hmmm… what a bright morning…»

The waking up is slow, the smiling faster; and to tell the truth, the air of serenity never left the boy’s face, not even during dreams. Probably, many of the ruins of humanity do not belong to him. But you are silent, you don’t reply to your thoughts, and standing where you are you let reality settle around the traveler. You can wait all the time you want.

The young man sits up, making you laugh discreetly with the faces he makes; but the soft sound reaches him anyway, and his large eyes fix on you in a flash of a second. «Oh, good morning! I hope I have not upset you, my lady.»

You smile, stretching the lips and half-closing the eyes, your foxy woman’s face slightly hidden behind the sleeve of your kimono. «No trouble at all. It’s been a long time since I received a visit from someone so courteous and kind as you… Kojiro Sasaki.» You don’t even bother to hide your tails, and turn your gaze towards the offerings he left in front of the temple, nodding. «Was the journey hard?»

«Hard? Not at all! I’m used to walk for days, and I’ve learned a lot!» The young man runs a hand through his hair and smiles again, slightly embarrassed; and your gaze shines, the temptation to tease him stronger and harder to keep at bay. «Hmmm, I’ve heard about you, here and there: you seem to enjoy fighting and being defeated by everyone you meet. A peculiar way to spend life.»

Kojiro chuckles, then rests his arms on the ground and strokes the blanket of leaves that covers the entire area. «Yes, my fame is spreading around, and so is the news of my failed exploits. Even if…» A pause; you don’t miss the flash that crosses his gaze, and a wave of interest slides over you, «... even if in my head, many of them have actually lost.»

You remain silent for a moment, amazed, and immediately afterwards you start to talk back; and that is when a shiver freezes you where you are, because it was only the thousandth of a moment, a fraction of an instant, and Kojiro nullified all the meters between you two with the speed of a hawk and took a leap towards you, vanishing into the thick forest without making a sound nor moving a leaf.

However, when you blink, the boy is still there; he is there in front of you, and you just imagined everything…

No. You didn’t imagine anything. You have seen clearly everything of what will happen in many, many years… 

«Kojiro Sasaki.»

«Yes, my lady?» The samurai looks at you, awaiting your words, and gives way to slight confusion when he sees you shake your head, a less sharp smile on your face. «Is something wrong?»

«Maybe not now, maybe not tomorrow… but one day the whole world will know you.»

«Huh?»

«I’m serious. Your name will be known among mortals and Immortals. Be patient and keep training, without ever stopping. The sun you bring inside will find its way out.»

«A-are you serious?» Kojiro lights up all over, and you can’t help but giggle. «Do you doubt who is as old as the woods around us, man? Come now», you then invite him, «your gifts have been welcomed, and before you continue your journey, you will have a hearty breakfast.»

The young man bows in thanks, then follows you with his everlasting smile; above his head, near the moon that plays with the clouds, another one has appeared, and they both begin to follow his steps, curious to see where they will lead.

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watch my boyfriend for me

characters: mikey, chifuyu, rindou, ran, baji, kazutora, sanzu

synopsis: how he reacts when you ask the chat to watch him for you.

warnings: the haitanis are kinda short

note/s: i’m back on my writing shit… i think, anw, please enjoy these short drabbles while i force away the rust in my writing, glad to be back 🩷 (i also plan to write a wbk version of this so heads up for that one!)

mikey:

“can you babysit my boyfriend for me?” you say to your camera as you propped it up in front of your boyfriend who paused midchew.

“babysit?” mikey asked, mouth filled with dorayaki, his dark eyes looked like a confused puppy as he looked at you, who walked away without giving him a response.

mikey swallows the sweet treat before he stares back at the camera with a confused expression. he mentally counts the seconds being recorded, confusion still etched onto his face before he brushes away the blonde strands that were framing his face.

“wanna see a cool trick?” mikey asks no one in particular before he grins and picks up the phone and props it onto a higher place.

“okay so… this is called a high kick.” mikey says as he demonstrates it, flashing a grin to the camera. the next few minutes were spent with him showing the camera all the kicks and moves he knows from the dojo.

“and finally… this is my special nuclear kick, as kazutora would like to call it– wait! let’s get a better view.” he says before he lowers the camera. “there.”

“in three… two… one…—oh oops!”

your boyfriend accidentally kicked the camera off the table.

the impact caused the tempered glass to shatter and the noise caused you to run back inside.

“what happened?!” you asked as you assessed the situation, mikey only gave you a sheepish yet guilty smile. “they couldn’t handle me…”

commenter: it started well until he knocked me tf out ⅖ will not babysit again, the kicks were cool tho.

commenter: bro struggled with placing us on a higher place but he’s a cutie patootie so i’ll give him that.

chifuyu:

“i’m gonna take a walk, watch my boyfriend for me.” you say to the camera before placing it in front of chifuyu who was combing peke j’s fur.

“baby? where are you—” “i’ll see you in a bit, baby! be nice.” you cut him off, closing the door shut.

“uh…” chifuyu didn’t know what to do. is this a new tiktok trend? are you messing with him? is the camera even— yep, it was recording.

“hi so uh.” chifuyu coughs. “my name is chifuyu, i’m (y/n)’s boyfriend.” he awkwardly introduces himself, green eyes fluttering back to the front door, silently hoping for you to walk back in.

after a few seconds and no sign of you, he refocuses back to the camera and raises peke j in view. “this is my cat.”

“his name is peke j.” he grabs one of peke j’s paws and waved it to the camera, making a small meowing sound as he does so. “he’s saying hi too!” chifuyu grins before he laughs at his cringe.

“what the hell am i even doing.” he says before petting peke j’s head and running over his scar. an idea suddenly coming to his head.

“so… my mom didn’t want peke j at first. i had to hide him in my hoodie when i was 12 just so i could keep him…”

you came back to chifuyu talking animatedly to the camera, a big smile on his face as he pets his cat.

“oh, baby! you’re here.” chifuyu notices you immediately before he pats the space beside him. “i was just telling them how peke j was the reason how you and i met!”

the two of you talked to the camera until your phone notified that there was no more storage. you should really clean up your gallery, stop procrastinating.

commenter: HE’S SO ORANGE CAT CODED

commenter: his lil cat adoption story was so sweet pls make a part 2!!

rindou:

your boyfriend was in his homemade gym room doing his sets when you placed the phone on the tripod that you set up in the room. rindou sets down his dumbbells as he looks at you with a raised brow.

you say nothing to him before you start recording, “make sure my boyfriend doesn’t hurt himself, thanks!” you say to the camera before you bolted out the room before rindou could say a word in.

rindou sighs as he gets up from his bench press, all sweaty and gross as he approaches the camera. he rolls his eyes once he realizes that the camera was recording. nevertheless, he returns back to his sets, grunting heavily every time he finishes parts of his routine.

you came back to see your boyfriend doing push-ups, a circular weight on his back and his biceps flexing everytime he pushes down.

“really?” you asked and rindou pauses mid push-up to look at you with a confused gaze.

“you’re being all slutty and sweaty for my camera?” you cross your arms, a deadpan expression on your face, rindou kneels from his position and gives you a look of disbelief.

“you’re the one who started recording! i’m just doing my normal routine.” you scoff.

“then why’d you have to look like a whore doing it!”

“excuse me?”

commenter: bro groans like a good boy

commenter: excuse me sir that groan? what happened to hi and hello?

(rindou had to make a follow up video explaining that he was taken AND he does NOT take it like a good boy.)

baji:

“i’m going to get the food outside, can you watch him for me?” you say, shoving the phone to baji’s face before running away. the action causes baji to jolt up from the couch and gripping the phone to stop it from falling in his grasp.

“oi, what the—” “oh, and no swearing, keisuke! we don’t want to get flagged.” you say before running out the door.

“huh?” it was only then baji realized that the phone was on a livestream and there are dozens of comments squealing over him.

“i’m so fu–darn hungry, (y/n)’s taking so long” he groans

“what am i supposed to do with this?” baji asks the chat and one comment in particular caught his eye.

“that’s a great idea, kazutora” he smiles ominously.

the next thing you knew was chifuyu calling baji’s phone. you picked it up and before you could even get a word in, you can hear chifuyu’s panicked voice.

“(y/n)! baji’s about to commit arson in your backyard!”

“he’s about to what?!”

commenter: 2/10 will not babysit again, he looks like he bites

commenter: 1/10. he scares me

kazutora:

“hey, babysit my boyfriend for me? thanks!” that was said with no context as kazutora finds himself facing the front camera of your phone. he stiffens up, not used to looking at himself much.

he awkwardly reaches for his bowl of cereal, eyes hyper focused on the camera as he scoops the spoon into the bowl.

“uh… hi.” he waves awkwardly, trying to watch the series that was on tv but he still couldn’t feel comfortable with the camera pointed at him so he turns the tv off.

“so uh… i’m eating a bowl of cocoa puffs.” kazutora says, showing the camera his meal, “they’re really good. it tastes like cocoa… i mean obviously– anyway!”

kazutora coughs. a blush forming on his cheeks on how awkward the entire situation is.

“so uhm. cats are cool.” he starts. “did you know that the calico cats were brought in japanese voyages because sailors thought they brought good luck?”

“it’s uhm. a pretty cool fact if i do say so myself.” silence.

“uh a cat was also mayor in an alaskan town for 20 years so there’s that.”

“oh! also, did you know that isaac newton invented the cat door?”

commenter: 5/5 he’s a lil awkward but his cat facts are so cute

commenter: 4/5 did not know about these cat facts and ill change my rating to 5/5 if we get more cat facts

sanzu:

“watch haru for me, thanks. he’s your problem now.” you say as you plop the phone in front of sanzu’s desktop.

“babe, what the hell?”

“careful, chat, he bites.” with that, you turned on your heel and left.

sanzu looks at the livestream and realizes that everyone was either thirsting for him or asking when your next shared content will come out.

“i’m in the middle of editing the video when that headache forced you to babysit me” sanzu said, shaking his head. “i do have one with senju coming out tomorrow, we tried 1 star hair products.”

he reads a comment and shakes his head. “of course not on my hair. (y/n) loves running her fingers on it and i’d be damned if i ruined it." he says before reading more comments

“what are your hair recommendations for someone with dry hair? well first, go condition that shit…”

“your curly hair is getting frizzy? souya said to not comb it while dry but i don’t know, if you fuck it up, blame the twins. my hair is pin straight so i wouldn’t know”

“skin care? i don’t know. whatever (y/n) puts on my face— don’t you dare take me out of context.”

commenter: was expecting to babysit this babygirl but got great skincare and haircare advice

commenter: apparently i was using the wrong toner, thanks for the help 5/5 will babysit again.

ran (bonus):

did not need any babysitting, was just asleep.

commenter: bro’s snoring

commenter: hes meditating guys

commenter: he’s died

note/s: if there is a tiktok trend u best believe i WILL write about it, i also hope u get the meme reference for ran.

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𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐱 𝐚𝐬𝐤𝐬: 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐨𝐑 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐝𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐤!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐛𝐚𝐭𝐡?

"Yes, go, go, just don't bother me." *Annoyed*

Adamas, Sun Wukong

*Sits and waits patiently until you are exhausted of running around and collapse to the ground, then comes to collect your body from the sand. Completly unbothered*

Lu Bu, Okita, Thor, Jack The Ripper

*Tackles you in a bear hug and cuddles you until you calm down. Caring*

Rudra, Kojiro, Kintoki, Kondo

*Wraps you in a towel, rubs your body and face with it and scolds you. Concerned and angered*

Leonidas, Geironul, Bishamonten, Ebisu

*Chases you to catch you before entering into the sea, screaming. Desperated*

Ares, Chen Gong

*Watches the entire show with a smile on the face. Amused*

Hermes, Cu Chullain

*Stays in the sea in order to k!ll you as soon as you enter into the water, because you ruined the peaceful day with your screams. In pure rage*

Poseidon, Brunhilde, Ra

"Why people have to be so energetic", *whispers while staring at you running. Completly done with you*

Indra

*Gets drunk with you just to keep you company. HAPPY*

Susanoo, Confucius, Adam, Anubis, Tesla

*Laughs and cheers for you to run more and more. A clown*

Loki, Buddha

*The one who started the drink competition and lost, so now is passed out under the table. In peaceful dreams*

Shiva, Tsukuyomi, Heracles, Qin Shi Huang, Apollo

*The one who actually won the drink competition and now wants the prize, so starts screaming and running around with the reader. Out of control*

Morrigan

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𝐎𝐡, 𝐨𝐡, 𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐛𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞

𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞

𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮

⚘ 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐎𝐡 𝐇𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐬, 𝐇𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐨 𝐌𝐲 𝐎𝐥𝐝 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭

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Ragnarok with a Kobeni-like contestant (platonic)

Warning: mention of terrible parents, mention of sex work, spoilers for the show and Spoiler: for Kobeni backstory

It’s safe to say that out of all of the contestants of ragnarok you are definitely the one out

Partially because you weren’t brought back to life

Instead you were just asked by Brunhilde to join her cause

And you hesitantly accepted to join

Now along with that your also meek like really meek compared to everyone else

Hell when the Valkyrie brought you to meet the others you were shaking

It’s definitely a bit departure from what everyone assumed to be the deadliest assassin humanity has seen yet

But the greatest warriors know not to judge a foe by their appearance

And you certainly are the epitome of that gesture

Because beneath your crying and shaking face lies someone capable of taking down entire rooms filled with men twice your size without much effort

A truly fierce some foe that is befit to challenge a god

But not even you can recognize your own talent despite how others try to convince you so

“My names y/n l/n. I’m 20 years old… the job I do is… a secret. My hobby is eating tasty stuff”

Adam is the first to approach you of the bunch mostly because of his fatherly instincts kicking in

I mean here you are

This small scared young kid who is shaking like a leaf

Surrounded In a room with bulky powerful historical figures

From that moment on he kinda just stays by your side doing his best to support you

He sees within you a deep power

Something that most would flaunt around yet you don’t even recognize

You constantly talk down to yourself and your achievements which makes the progenitor of man upset

It’s obvious this lack of confidence is basically woven into you

And he’s unsure if it’s just in your nature or someone else is the cause of it

Either way Adam makes it a goal of his to help you

For you are one of his children and he’d be damned if he didn’t help

That’s why he introduces you to the rest of his family

Warning them beforehand that you need a confidence boost desperately

And so they do just that

Adam and Eve become the parents you never had

They are kind and supportive along with patient with you

They wipe away your tears every Time you cry from having such a good meal or thank them

Eve makes you little lunches that have small notes of encouragement to make you smile

Cain and Abel are the brothers you wish you had

There are no hurtful words of calling you useless or saying your only good for making money

The two instead playfully talk about how your the most precious person they’ve met

Even though you have your own room/living area in the arena you end up staying at theirs a lot

Unlike your room theirs is filled with laughter and warmth

The only place you truly felt the sense of “home” in a place

It’s a slow process but you begin to sometime slip up and mention your parent’s treatment of you

How they view you as worthless compared to your brother

How your the figurative work mule for his dreams and being forced to sacrifice your own

It doesn’t exactly surprise them but it certainly makes Adam and his family even more determined to make you feel at home with them

You better hope your parents aren’t attending the event cause mama Eve and papa Adam are gone be giving them the ultimate side eye

Plus a good talking too if they dare even approach you

Meanwhile Cain and Abel are distracting you by getting some of the other human fighters to join their argument of why your the most wholesome person

Adam also definitely takes to training with you

Partially because he’s worried of how you’ll fair against a god

But like many others is pleasantly surprised by your skill

In battle it’s seems as if a switch flips in your mind

You go from scared to dead serious

It reminds him of animals in the wild

The primal urge of survival setting in as you spar with Bü Lu

Your quick in both reaction time and in speed

Because of your smaller stature it makes you harder to hit compared to the rather bulky build of many others

Not to mention that because of your nature and appearance you have the upper hand of being underestimated by almost everyone

Which is seemingly one of your best qualities since it leads to your opponents being cocky and thinking they could easy kill you

Before you did it before they could even strike

During these sparring matches he takes a lot of your qualities and makes note of them for his own future battle

Yet when he tells you this you dismiss your talents yet again

But with your shy smile he can at least tell some of his words had affected you

At some point you began calling him dad and all he does is smile before ruffling your hair

Eve now Always prepares an extra plate of food just for you

And his sons make sure to make an extra comfy place for you to sleep

Qin Shi Huang is another who seemingly takes to you as a mentor figure

You remind him of himself as a child

Someone forced through brutally and made to bare it

He first hand knows what that can do to someone and your a prime example of that

In his life he at least had Chun Yan who had lifted him up

Taught him not to just grin and bare the insults and cruelty that was always presented to him

But it seems to him you had no one but yourself

And eventually it wore you down

Or perhaps you just accepted it from the start

So much like Adam the former Emperor of China begins trying to help you as best he can

Firstly by telling you to see the value in yourself

Which he does by literally ordering you as emperor to do so (lol)

Every day he makes you acknowledge that you are smart

That you’ve been chosen for a reason and not to diminish yourself

He also goes with you when your shopping around the arena so you don’t have to worry about money

Which you do a lot

Yeah the moment he sees you contemplating whether to buy something or something else cause of your budget he’s just straight up buying an entire store

You try to tell him not too but he does so anyways

Telling you to accept what he and others give to you

Including their help

Whenever your not having dinner with Adam’s family he invites you to dine with him

His room is filled with antiquities of his time

Fine silks and giant a giant feast that you give into eating

Along with that he also gives you nicknames

Stuff that have a meaning behind them in his tongue of ancient Chinese

All of which link back to you in battle

Training with you is certainly a fun challenge especially as he sees you go from one side of a scale personality wise to another

It fills him with pride as your able to take down foes bigger than you with ease

It’s like watching a rabbit game down a wolf or bear

You don’t expect it but once you see it happens it changes your view of predator and prey

It goes to show that anyone can be a threat if pushed far enough

How the tiniest nation can rise and defeat those who stood might and strong for centuries just because they were smarter

After these training session and battles he always pats you on the back and patches up your minimal wounds

He often jokes that you’d make a great kings guard for him if your up for it

You always bashfully say you couldn’t possibly do that

But he always reminds you that an emperor such as himself doesn’t offer such an opportunity to someone they didn’t think deserved it

You don’t even notice it but his and everyone else’s efforts slowly begin to help you build up your self esteem

It’s a slow process

But one that begins to show results over time

Results that make him happy as you now don’t seem to shake or flinch whenever someone looks at you

Back in his childhood he couldn’t help himself as he does now

So he knows you need that push to begin seeing yourself as worthy of having good happen to you

To know you are valued

That you are seen as a good friend

Another of the human fighters you get along well with is Kojiro

The so called biggest loser in history

It’s kinda funny since your brother used to compare you to him

Saying how you were him reborn or something along those lines

It’s disheartening to him of how you look down on yourself

Your such a talented young mind yet the thing that seems to be holding you back is yourself

You are your worse enemy from him others words had ingrained themselves into you so deeply

Unlike the others who work to make you more confident Kojiro focuses on just making you happy and content

He always greets you with a kind smile

Or invites you to sit down for some lunch and tea

He is a calming presence

Like a nice autumn day or a summer breeze

One that eases your nervousness as the older man acts as a rock you can lean to other than Adam

When things get intense you sometimes lean instinctively behind him which makes him laugh

Despite being history’s “biggest loser” he’s surprisingly ok with people calling him that

He takes it almost as a badge or pride or a joke

It’s confusing to you but you don’t question it

Just assuming the older man has thicker skin than you

Training with him is especially interesting considering he’s one of the few who can properly defend against your approach of quick and swift attacks

He makes for a fun challenge and never calls you names

In fact he actually compliments your fighting and admits that your a fearsome foe

There may or may not have been a few times where you called him grandpa without knowing and he couldn’t help but smile

Jack the Ripper is one who seeks you out on his own

You have the constant colour of fear dying you

Almost as if it was the only thing you could feel

It intrigues him

So he sets out to figure out why you constantly feel that way and

Oh-

Yeah he kinda quickly realizes you must’ve had a fucked home life

Takes one to know one as he and Qin Shi quickly realized

He is an English gentleman through and through so he takes to interacting with you as if your porcelain

Your fragile maybe not physically since your fighting against the gods but mentally you are

And despite how fear usually makes him excited it worries him when it comes to you

Especially as he begins to gain a soft spot for your shy and meek self

Despite knowing the atrocities he’s claimed to commit (even if he isn’t the real Jack the Ripper) you cling to him

See him as a protector of sorts

Hiding behind him and his jacket

Or tugging at his sleeve to indicate you feel to nervous to interact with a bunch of people

It’s sweet

And now you have a literal serial killer as a friend

Your emotional support who’s a serial killer

Though to be fair you also had down your fair share of killing due to your job

Other than Adam he’s the only one you tell your actual profession of being an Assassin

He is definitely kinda surprised but doesn’t know what else he was expecting

Considering he’s seen your fighting

Jack is sympathetic to you when you sometimes slip up and mention how bad your parents are

How they don’t care for you and neither does your brother who they love more

It reminds him of his mom but at least at some point she pretended to love him

You never even had that

Because of his ability to basically see people’s emotions he ends up knowing when he needs to help calm you down

And he also tells the others when their getting a bit much for you to Handle

When it does get too much he brings you to his room

Victorian decor filling it as he pours you a cup of tea

He talks about Shakespeare and recites the stories to calm you down

So you can focus on that instead of the world

It works pretty well especially since his accent is soothing

Your parents best watch out especially as unlike Adam and Eve he wont hesitate to actually harm them

Plus all the other human fighters would probably cover for him lol

Surprisingly enough Göll the Valkyrie ends up becoming friends with you quite easily due to your similar meek nature to her own

Brunhilde is the one who suggests for her younger sister to meet you and it goes really well!

Göll is a kind soul

One that is gentle and good spirited just as yourself if you weren’t thrusted into such a cruel situation

It makes you happy though that she’s not like you

That people care enough for her not to be hurt constantly by words and being thrown into battle

She often finds herself eating with you during lunch with a few other fighters

It’s through you she actually begins to get to know them better

Most of them she had found herself too intimidated to speak to but with you she sees that they aren’t as bad as they initially appear

It’s also through you she sees a different version of herself

One that didn’t have her kind but stern sisters

Someone who the world gave up on

And seeing that makes her both grateful and worried for your sake

You are kind and caring yet you don’t think of yourself as anything other than a burden

It makes her happy though that the others are trying to help you

It goes to show to her that some of the scariest people in history can still do some semblance of good

That despite it all humanity is worth it

It kinda opens her eyes as to why her elder sister is fighting so hard to win

Cause humanity might be full of bad but there’s also good to balance it out

And it’s perhaps because of this that she volunteered herself to be your weapon in your battle

The night before the first round starts everyone decides to have a night of partying

It’s the first ever thing you’d been invited to so you decides to dress nice (or we’ll as nice as you could with the limited hand-me-down’s given to you by your older sibling)

When you arrive everyone is surprised to see you actually smiling shyly

Adam Welcomes you to the Table where everyone is sitting before Qin Shi wraps an arm around your shoulder pulling you to sit near him

Kojiro sits beside Soji and Raiden whom all had begun drinking Sake in some sort of competition

Jack sits on the other side of you and gives a polite smile that you mimic back

He drinks tea unlike the others who enjoy the burning taste of alcohol

Tesla is seemingly talking to Nostradamus about some invention

Simo is feeding his dog some treats as Sakata pets said dog

Lü Bu and Leonidas recounts war stories

Rasputin is already passed out after drinking

The entire mood is cheery

Laughter fills the air as music plays from a record player that Tesla had modified

Eventually Qin Shi is somehow able to get you to relax enough to have a drink

Your definitely a lightweight so as you drink very aged alcohol you end up very drunk very fast

Adam had to cut you off as he saw how you could barely stop

You drunkenly complain since you enjoy the frothing beer that leaves a small bubbling moustache on you that makes Lü Bu comment that you now look manly

It’s also there that in your drunken stupor that you talk about how you ended up as an assassin in the first place

“I was forced into it… my parents only care about my gifted brother… they want to put him through collage, so they put me to work… my options were to become a sex worker or an assassin. I wanted to go to collage too!!! But I’m gonna die here!!, and what’s worse is that this has been the best time of my life but I know I’m gonna die”

At this everyone goes quiet as your drunken giggles mix with a few sobs

the tragedy of your life is now revealed

A tragic symphony now complete from the bits and pieces that had slipped out earlier

There’s a shared sentiment of sympathy from the other fighters for you

The fact that someone could do that to their own child

That they valued one over the other

It’s a moment that they all will forever remember especially as you laugh at your own pain

Your own anguish as if it were a joke

Cause in reality you were just a joke to your parents

To your brother whom you had to give everything to

But with that now shared it also brings up why you joined this cause in the first place

So Nicola is the one to ask why

“I joined cause… if I spent my entire life working for them just for the humanity to be killed then what did I work for?. I would’ve spent my entire life for nothing… and at least fighting for humanity for a chance means I did something, that I tried to save people, that I tried to save my own future if I somehow get out of this…That for once I fought for myself”

During the actual competition you end up watching in the stands with the other fighters

You get front row seats and luckily with comes you being able to yell out encouragement with the others

In between rounds there’s a few days of preparation so you get to training with the others usually

For round one you end up sitting Bessie Lü Bu’s lieutenant Cheng and the rest of his soldiers whom you’d gotten to know at this point

And with that come the unfortunate consequence of the first round

It’s hard watching someone you got close to die

seeing how the general went out with a smile you can’t say he died in vain

But seeing his men valiantly follow him in death is also something that hits you hard

Like really hard

Sure you had only known them for about a month but in that short time you had finally found people you considered your friends

And that in turn scares you for everyone else’s fates

Especially since you know Adam is next

So you train with him perilously

And when the time comes for his battle you have him copy your abilities as an extra slide of hand

You watch anxiously beside Cain and Abel as they both wrap an arm around you for your comfort

Eve occasionally checks to see if your ok which makes you give a nervous smile

It’s obvious you aren’t but you say you alright anyways

The battle comes to a close

Adam left almost for dead with Zeus as the victor

Adam is taken to extensive care and your left spiralling as the others try to console you that it would be alright

That he wasn’t dead but healing

That humanity wasn’t doomed just yet

Göll has the same mindset as you but tries to keep you positive which you appreciate

And then comes Kojiro vs Poseidon

At this point you were terrified for Kojiro but cheered for him nether the less despite how now one did at first

And as the battle progressed you did your hardest to make sure he heard your encouragement

If there was a god you could pray to you probably would’ve lol

You were definitely happy not to be up against Poseidon especially with his cutting remarks

And then despite the impossible Kojiro wins

And you and the crowd goes wild

When he’s brought to the intermarry where Adam still rests you give the older man a big hug

And spend your free time not training with him

But time goes quick and a week passes within the blink of an eye

Your round is up next and it’s not only your life on the line but also your dear friend Göll

You know you can’t lose

“There’s no such thing as a life free of bad things… except in your dreams. But today I gotta make a good thing happen no matter what ”

For your round you go up against Heracles

Someone who you had actually met prior to the match

He had found you scared in a crowd and being pushed around

You just took it

Not fighting back at all

And it didn’t feel right to him so he stepped in and helped you

He saw a lot of himself in you and you remain him of his old friend

So when he sees he’s up against you it feels wrong to him

You look so frightened

So fucking terrified

Even the gods are wondering why they sent you out against him

It feels as if sending out a pawn to die

A sacrificial lamb to the slaughter

What could a scared child do against the Heracles

Some wouldn’t admit it but their disdain for humanity grew for the fact this seemed cruel

Almost immediately he asks you to stand down

To give up

But despite how much you shake you don’t back down

Telling him that you agreed to fight

That you had to fight for humanity’s sake

And when the horn is blown the fight begins in a replica city of modern times

Glass skyscrapers that touch the sky

Empty streets with a few cars placed in a few places

As the god ready’s himself he sees you get into position

The tears nod drained away as a serious expression replaces it

“G-Göll says you mean a lot to her and I don’t think your a bad person…I don’t have to kill you to win, all I have to do is get you to tap out or where you can’t fight me anymore”

His eyes widen slightly

And then he nods

“Same goes to you then”

It begins

It’s immediate that one advantage you have over him is speed and agility

He is bulky and much slower compared to you but makes up for that in power an defence

You attack carefully

Quick and swift cuts of your blade as Göll encouraged you in your mind

The environment of alleyways and the cover of cars

Distantly you think of the other fighters

Of the injured Adam and his family

Of Qin Shin

Of everyone depending on you to win

Of your future beyond this

The future you want instead of slaving away and the killing you do for your ungrateful brother

In that moment as you dodge one of his attacks you promise yourself that you’d go to collage

That for the first time in your life after coming here you’d live truly

You get more focused

More precise in where to hit him as to wear him down

Attack after attack

Blow after blow

No matter how many times he almost hit you

Or you got scraped by an attack you just keep pushing

Cause it’s not just humanity’s life on the line

It’s Göll’s

It’s your own

And then after what feels like hours you do it

You get that final hit to bring down the metaphorical to crumble castle down

He crashes into the asphalt

It crumbles it bits around him and you watch anxious as he tries to get up but can’t

And for the first time since it started it feels as if you could finally breath

He didn’t die like you said and you win by wounding him enough to the point he can’t fight anymore

You forgot he swore to do the Sam etching for you

And you expect him to be mad at you

To yell

To curse you

To promise to strike you down once this is all over

And yet despite loosing he laughs

One that is just full of pure joy instead of malice and disdain like your used to

You sniffle and crack your eyes open to see him moon up at you with pure amazement

“And so the 4th round of Ragnarok goes to the humans!. Y/n had injured Heracles to the point of not being able to fight anymore!”

It feel surreal as those words ring out in the stadium

People are cheering for you

You

The person who was told their entire life that they were nothing but a waste of space

Just a tool to get the more worthy child into collage as you wasted away

Tears bubble up in your eyes that quickly spill over the edge

You bow, thanking the crowd before turning to the injured god and helping him up

As you help him up he smiles

Grabbing your hand and lifting up up to the air as a sign of your victory

And for the first time in your life you feel yourself cry from happiness

To smile so brightly that it could rival the sun

That it hurt your cheeks from it being so wide

Or that you actually feel accomplished for once

“I won…I won!.”

“You did. That was a good fight, thank you. What are you gonna do after this?”

“I’m…I’m gonna go to collage like I always wanted. I’m gonna start living for myself and not for my parents. You hear that!, I’m not sending money to you anymore it’s my life now!”

[yuzurik0]

first i lol’d… then i serious’d

[yuzurik0]

so excited to see his spelldrive card 😩

[yuzurik0]

I love kintoki, my glorious king

GOD KILLER (and kintoki)