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[palmselsewherepalace]

Realizing they’re in love with you! HSR Edition Pt 2 (Ft. The Astral Express!)

I was obligated to do this thanks to the amount of support from you all 🤧

That’s all let’s get into this-

And yes I’ll get into the other games I just want to drown myself with this one first-

GN!Reader as usual. You know the drill

Also some implied stuff and ooc not that it matters-

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Himeko

She’s no stranger to love

She knows this feeling brewing up inside when she sees or hears about you

It’s just…

She’s hesitant? For a lack of better words?

She wants to make sure that the two of you are at equal ground before she decides to spill it out…

In the way that the both of you are comfortable enough so that you can lay your head on her shoulder

Casually hanging out

Talking to each other about things

Secrets

Promises

All of that!

But that would construct a more… friendly dynamic between the two of you…

Can she just throw it at you? Hoping you’ll catch it?

Or maybe Welt and the others can steer you into the right direction…?

So that these simple actions can say more than one thing?

…you know what? Let’s just brew coffee.

The marriage can wait…

“To hug them… to smother them with kisses… that’s all I’ll ever need in life… coffee as well…”

March

The new Member of the Astral Express has been making her feel… weird

Why is she so shy around you?! She isn’t like this when she’s with anyone else!

Oh Aeons she’s shaking your hands!

She’s shaking your hand!

Why does it feel so weird!

And comfy…

You proceeded to meet the rest of the crew, leaving a flustered March 7th

Surely… surely Miss Himeko knows a thing or two about this, right?

Or maybe Dan Heng!

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As expected, Himeko is still awake…

Seriously, how does she do it? Still able to work a full day and then there’s her!

Taking all of her willpower just to wake up after sleeping for an hour or two!

Well… there is the coffee she makes…

…

Do you even call that coffee by that point, though?

Focus, March! This could be your only chance!

Ahem

“M-miss Himeko?”

“Yes?”

She sets the book down, her head slightly tilted while she faces March

“I um… have a question…”

“Do tell… it’s a rare case for you to be awake at this time of the day…”

She gulps

“What’s this… feeling I get when I’m with [Name]?”

“Hmm… what do you mean?”

March takes a deep breath

“I… I got a weird feeling on my chest whenever I look at them and- and… when they shook my hand I… stood like a statue…”

Himeko slowly smiles

“It’s… love, dear.”

“Love? But don’t you and Mister Welt say that as well?”

March tilts her head

“See… that’s where we love you all as a family…! But there’s different kinds of love in life. Like the one you’re experiencing!”

“Well what is it?”

Himeko takes a moment to prepare herself

“It’s… when you love someone for who and what they are. Seeing the beauty despite their flaws. Giving them the affirmation that they deserve. Handing them the power to break your heart but hope that they don’t. That… is what I would say when you fall for someone.”

Himeko grabs the coaster and takes a sip of her coffee.

That is in a teacup.

…

“So… how should I do it then? To tell them that… I love them?”

She reaches out to March’s hair before ruffling it.

“Just get some beauty rest, March. We have a busy day tomorrow…”

March groans

“Oh fine… but you better give me advice okay? I… I don’t want to fail!”

“I can try… you hopeless romantic…”

March didn’t get to hear the last part as she heads to her room, plopping to the bed head first.

“You can do this March! You will get to know them! And love them!”

Caelus & Stelle

One knows what it is. And the other doesn’t and has a bulletin board with notes and pictures surprisingly in chronological order which leads up to the point where you made her feel that way!

Yes… Caelus knows what love is… he was unfortunately subjected to March’s horrors…

But hey! At least he isn’t scrambling out of his mind figuring it out!

Only thing he needs to do is-

Ah…

Confess

…

Now that’s not an easy task…

Wait… there’s also competition if they keep up!

His sister!

“Aha! I got it! It’s-

Bonk!

“Sorry Stelle…

She falls face first on the bed

“They’re mine.”

It was an inflatable bat don’t worry…

In another timeline…

Holding hands with you… makes her turn to a robot

When you’re bridal carrying her to bed… it turns her into a tomato

And when the both of you are alone…

She can hear her own heart beat

Ever since that day Stelle has poured blood sweat and tears into solving these feelings you bring out, even going as far as searching in every trash can amidst the cosmos!

And even visiting the Stellaron Hunters as well!

She’s certain Kafka has answers to this…

Though this search would abruptly come to a halt when her curiosity got the best of her.

Caelus’ notebook. Sprawled around his bed.

Thinking it’d be alright adding a couple of doodles she opens a random page.

Only to reveal the detailed descriptions of how he wants to be ruined by your hands.

The sounds coming out of his throat as yo-

Okay that’s enough.

Closing that thing.

Throwing it away.

She’s… she’s seen everything.

But…

Hmm…

How would it feel?

Dan Heng

There’s hesitation on his lips when you’re around

Struggling to find the words to spill out

Blanky staring at the new databank page

Stumped on what to write

Laying on the bed

Wide awake

No thoughts in his mind other than…

You

He doesn’t really recall when he started acting like this

Nor is he refusing to let it consume him

…It just feels weird

And perplexing

It gives him the need to solve this

To decipher these feelings

The reasons on why you bring out this side of him

…but maybe he should let is pass

See where it would go

And once the stars align…

Would he see it all so clear

“You’ve given me quite a thing to keep myself busy… I wonder if I’ll even get to finish it…”

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It took me half a week on Dan Heng’s part I hope it’s enough 😭

Also I’m sure anyone would at least understand/know why Welt isn’t here (he radiates old man energy i cant-)

And that I kind of derailed a lot on march but lmk if it was alright 🤧

It’s either stellaron hunters next or the xianzho

See you all and have a jolly Christmas 🎄

I WAS SUPPOSED TO SAVE FOR FIREFLY OKAY BUT I WANTED ACHERON TO HAVE MORE DAMAGE RAGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHH

Was so proud of my stash too 😔

[palmselsewherepalace]

new fetish alert: asking AK-15 to cuddle with her as the big spoon, never getting insomnia again

(GFL) A quiet moment with AK-15

I know this was a joke (probably), but I had the cutest thing pop into my head after reading this ask.

Truthfully, 15 was a little uncomfortable with S/O's request for her to hold them.

Being a T-Doll, if she wasn't careful she could harm S/O, to say nothing of her own strength, unique to her.

The same arms that could crash through concrete and enemy tanks, was now holding one of the very few humans that meant something to her.

Her face remained unflinching, but with how awkward the embrace was, S/O could tell something was bothering 15.

Or rather, unsurprisingly, she wasn't used to this.

(S/O) "You okay, Fifteen?"

Their voice barely went above a whisper, with 15's deep voice matching their tone. At least to make the environment to sleep in more comfortable, since she didn't really need it like a regular human did.

(AK-15) "If I may ask...why do you want me to hold you? It is quite dangerous for a human to remain this close to me."

She felt their chuckle throughout her body, seeing that S/O was only an inch or so away. Regardless, before answering her question, S/O nuzzled even closer.

(S/O) "As strange as it sounds...I feel safe whenever I'm with you, Fifteen. Your arms really strong so, it kinda feels like nothing can get to me but you."

15 remained silent at that, trying her best to conceptualize their reply in her head to the best of her understanding.

Slightly frustrating her that she couldn't, 15 instead sighs but obliges S/O anyway.

(AK-15) "If you insist, then I will not object."

Her eyes glanced down and saw them smiling, eyes full of love and staring straight at her.

(S/O) "Plus, your reactions are cute.~"

Though the attention didn't make her outwardly show any reaction, internally she didn't know how to respond.

Yet another thing that frustrated her. She sighed, more out of habit than anything despite the fact she physically didn't need to, asking another question.

(AK-15) "You say that you find my reactions cute yet...You know I have trouble conveying them properly like you do."

15 felt S/O snake their arms away from her waist and toward her face, gently brushing a strand of her hair out of her face.

(S/O) "With facial features? Sure, that doesn't really change. But I think what you're doing right now counts."

With that came a playful tap on her nose, causing 15 to blink as a reaction, the gesture confusing her even more.

(S/O) "You could say it's part of your charm, so to speak. I know you always have your actions speak for you, even if you struggle showing it with words or whatever."

S/O's eyes traced down to her lips before leaning in for a quick but passionate kiss, 15 shifting closer to close the distance.

When S/O leaned back, their head sunk into the pillow while still facing her.

(S/O) "In the end, I fell for you because of you who are. Everything, good, bad, I don't care. They're still you. If you want to change, I want you to because you want to. Not just because of me, or anyone else."

(AK-15) "...I see."

Her eyes averted meeting their loving gaze, instead pulling them into the hug they asked for in the beginning, this time stronger than before.

(AK-15) "Thank you for your patience, S/O..."

As her hands finally found a comfortable resting spot on their back while pushing their head under her chin, she spoke up again.

(AK-15) "RPK-16 once told me that I should try to smile, if at least to make some of the soldiers at ease."

S/O's eyes were closed, the edges of their consciousness starting to drift off as sleep beckoned them closer.

Despite that, S/O responded, summoning all their strength to listen to 15.

(S/O) "What did you respond with?"

(AK-15) "I rejected her idea as the other members of DEFY could do that for me, RPK included."

Her fists instinctively clenched, still being mindful of her lover and not wanting to accidentally crush their spine, instead wrinkling their shirt.

(AK-15) "But ever since I met you...I've been thinking about that exchange again. I cannot convey well wishes the way others do...And yet you still accept me for that."

She remained silent, unsure of how to properly say what she wanted to.

With a yawn, S/O chuckled and reassured her.

(S/O) "Heh, humans are weird like that, as I'm sure you've noticed. I'd argue that you're more like us than you realize too, Fifteen."

Their voice finally dropped low enough to the point 15 could recognize they were about to fall sleep.

(S/O) "...I'll help you smile from the heart, 15..."

(AK-15) "...I will hold you to that, S/O."

Hearing nothing in response but soft breathing, 15 decided to go into low-power mode herself, all the while holding S/O close to her.

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BONUS:

After stepping into the Commander's office, 15 gave a quick salute before speaking her piece.

(AK-15) "Commander. If I may trouble you, could I show you a smile I've been practicing?"

The Commander's eyes widened slightly, lowering his paperwork as they leaned into their chair.

(Commander) "Practicing? Heh, must be about S/O. Alright, go ahead and show me what you've learned."

15's smile caused his body to stiffen and vitals to quicken.

Though he wasn't flustered by a pretty woman giving him a smile.

He was absolutely terrified by the woman looking like she was about to sadistically tear him limb from limb.

(Commander) "It uh...C-Could use a little more practice. Has...anyone been telling you how to smile?"

15 immediately reverted back to her stoic self, making the situation that much more jarring.

(AK-15) "No, sir. It's something I've been practicing by myself and what recommendations on the internet has provided."

The Commander made a grunt in affirmation before reaching for his receiver, clicking a single button.

[G36's Voice] "Yes, Master? May I help you?"

(Commander) "Please call Springfield up to my office. AK-15 and I require her expertise."

(AK-15) "...The smile is not proficient for S/O, is it?"

Knowing the T-Doll in front of him appreciated honesty more than anything else, he was still hesitant as matters of the heart should be handled a bit more gently.

Not that he'd know from personal experience. Even though he was still single, everyone still came to him for relationship advice.

[palmselsewherepalace]

Angelia has been giving me a brainworm lately, so here's a little angsty... hurt/comfort-y kinda thing?

While deploying (or maybe extracting) from a mission, the airship Angelia and S/O (or maybe S/O's the pilot) are riding in is shot down and crashes, with S/O ending up losing an arm or a leg in the ensuing crash.

Upon discovering the loss of their limb, S/O tries (with... very mild success) to play it cool and lighten the mood with a joke, going: "Hey hon look... we match... hehe..."

But looking in their eyes Angelia can clearly see that they're kinda freaking out and barely keeping it together as now they have to figure out a means of getting out of their situation.

(GFL Short Fic) Angelia's S/O getting heavily injured

I imagine based on recent asks, most people have an Angelia brainworm now. I also may have gone a little overboard in the length of this and instead of an imagine you get an entire ass short fic, but whatever! It's the content GFL deserves! Word Count: 3.4k CW: Loss of a limb, blood, nothing explicit.

Angelia's vision slowly came back to her, accompanied by her ears ringing and body aching. The last thing she remembered was that her, S/O and DEFY were on their way back from a mission in the snowy mountains near the northern borders. And...

The explosion that rocked the helicopter before it came crashing down.

Immediately, Angelia tried to sit up, gritting her teeth through the stinging pain before an arm laid her back down.

Before she could throw a punch at her potential attacker, Angelia relaxed slightly at the sight of AN-94 administering first aid. Or at least what looked to be the remainders of a kit.

(AN-94) "Please remain still, ma'am. The injuries you sustained were not as severe, but we need to be safe."

It was only now Angelia realized that AN-94 had her combat mask on, missing her jacket and parts of her gear torn off, tiny embers illuminating the wreckage of the helicopter's hull surrounding them.

Which meant a skirmish was soon to follow their crash site.

(Angelia) "Where are the others?"

Angelia saw AN-94's eyes glance over to her for a brief moment. Though her expression didn't change, the T-Doll had been under her command long enough for Angelia to know that was hesitation.

And suddenly, what AN-94 said fully registered in her head.

(Angelia) "...What did you mean, not as severe? Compared to who...?!"

AN-94 stoically turned to her commanding officer, hesitating one last time before fully reporting.

(AN-94) "Thankfully, the squad is still functional, despite our damage. AK-12 has sustained the least damage, only superficial scratches, though her gear is now destroyed, leaving her with only a pistol."

The T-Doll sat Angelia up properly, with Angelia wincing in pain but keeping the grunts relatively quiet. AN-94 took the mask off her face for a moment with a click and hiss, one hand going over her knee as she knelt.

(AN-94) "Myself and RPK-16's vests are heavily damaged, but our weapons are intact. AK-15's right arm has been torn off, alongside her gear, but remains functional. Currently she is armed with a combat knife."

That just left one person. And Angelia's heartbeat slowly quickened when she asked about them.

(Angelia) "And S/O?"

(AN-94) "Condition critical, ma'am."

Critical?

Suddenly, all the pain that Angelia was feeling seemed to vanish in an instant, her voice raising in volume unintentionally at her subordinate.

(Angelia) "Take me to them, now."

AN-94 helped Angelia out of the wreckage they were inside, the hull of the helicopter somehow miraculously still intact, even if there were at least a dozen holes she could see through. Snow crunched under their boot and the winter breeze barely affected them as the flames around them roared out, leaving a smoke cloud trailing into the sky.

Laid up against a piece of metal now acting as improvised cover, Angelia found the rest of her squad standing and crouching near S/O.

And the sight of S/O made her freeze in her tracks, the white snow around them tinted red, and their face looking paler than she had ever seen.

A few more seconds of examining S/O told her why.

(AK-12) "S/O's arm was caught between shrapnel, one that would've lodged itself through my head had they not shoved me out the way."

AK-12 reported, a hint of shame in her voice as she did so, turning around to briefly salute Angelia, but not getting out of her kneel.

S/O's right arm was now missing, a red bandaged stub replacing it making Angelia teeth clench at the sight. Her heart felt like it had just gotten stabbed merely by looking at the state S/O was in.

(RPK-16) "AN-94 was treating you inside the helicopter, so we had to treat them out here. We've done what we can, but they need proper medical attention ASAP."

She could see that most of her squad's jacket laid directly underneath S/O, spread out so they could have a flat surface to keep them comfortable on, considering the circumstances.

RPK-16 kept a flame source nearby to keep S/O warm, but Angelia doubted that S/O was feeling the cold at this very moment.

(Angelia) "Why did you not treat them in an enclosed area?!-"

(AK-15) "Ma'am, our top priority is you. And..."

Uncharacteristically, AK-15's voice trailed off, hesitant as her other sisters to fully report what had happened. As she turned around from facing the trees, her hair briefly swayed and touched her own missing arm, though electric wires and metallic frames replaced where blood and bone should have been.

(AK-15) "Before S/O lost consciousness, they insisted that you were inside first before them."

Angelia clicked her tongue in irritation, knowing better than to shout at her squad for doing what was objectively correct.

However, DEFY's members meant more to her than anything else.

Even above her own life.

Angelia knelt into the snow, uncaring of the freezing cold seeping through her torn clothes. Her real hand brushed over their face, S/O unconsciously grimacing at the sensation, her emotions slowly bubbling up to the surface. Keeping them suppressed, Angelia cooly continued talking to her team.

(Angelia) "Were we able to radio for help?"

(AK-12) "We managed to contact Griffin's Commander. They apparently have an outpost not too far from here."

(Angelia) "Within walking distance?"

(AK-15) "No, ma'am. One of their Black Hawks are coming to retrieve us."

AN-94 gently picked S/O up into her arms, carrying them bridal style, but not before putting her combat mask back on, followed by the rest of DEFY.

Everyone prepped their gear, ready for a fight to break out any second as the AK-12 and RPK-16 put back on their coats, AK-15 still looking around and clenching her combat knife's hilt.

Angelia helped wrap AN-94's coat around her, eyes glancing over to S/O for a brief moment.

(Angelia) "Let's get out of here and to extraction. Sangvis are no doubt already approaching."

...

The extraction coordinates was now only a seven minutes away, putting Angelia's mind somewhat at ease. Her squad, despite the injuries, was as AN-94 said, still operating normally.

The same couldn't be said for S/O, looking worse with every second that passed. Before Angelia could have further time to lament about that, she saw their eyes slowly creep open.

(S/O) "N...Ninety-four?"

(AN-94) "Ma'am, S/O is awake!"

Angelia rushed over to S/O's side, concern briefly spilling out onto her expression as she saw S/O faintly smile at them, eyes half open.

(S/O) "Is...everyone-?"

Angelia's hand reached out for S/O's leg, brushing against it and motioning for everyone to keep walking and not waste anymore time.

(Angelia) "Alive, though we all look like shit. You worst of all."

S/O laughed at that, though immediately coughing afterwards causing them to try to look around, and quickly notice something off about themselves.

(S/O) "O-Oh...that's...not good."

Their eyes rapidly darting between their missing limb, and quickly noticing how injured the rest of DEFY was, including Angelia.

She had been walking with a limp, holding onto AN-94's rifle with her uniform all torn apart with blood and new scratches on her body.

Though, understandably, they kept looking at their arm.

(S/O) "Hah, I guess we match now at least..."

For once, Angelia's lets her expression go soft on a mission, her hand grabbing onto S/O's remaining one tightly, not crying, but damn well looking like she was about to.

(Angelia) "Hah...that's...not something I wanted you to be able to do..."

AK-12 and RPK-16 caught up to S/O increasing their pace, getting behind Angelia so they could at least see them smile, even if it was obvious it was forced. AN-94 joined in with a small chuckle of her own, that one sounding the fakest of all.

Despite that, it still put S/O somewhat at ease.

(AK-12) "Plus it's the wrong arm. Ange's got her left arm replaced, remember?"

(RPK-16) "Or did that crash mess with your eyes too?"

S/O laughed again, though this time their voice was getting even shakier as their body trembled, Angelia trying her best to remain calm for S/O's sake.

(Angelia) "H-Hey! Don't push yourself, you need to rest."

(S/O) "D-Do we even have the luxury?-"

(AK-15) "No. Picking up heat signatures behind us."

Angelia nodded at AN-94, moving to pick up S/O in her place as the rest of her squad got into position. Moving their arm over her shoulder, Angelia got to cover behind a thick tree, with AK-15 throwing her a radio before grabbing her knife again.

Angelia instinctively held S/O tight to her chest, her hand's grip threatening to crush the radio.

(Angelia) "Commander, where the hell is that evac?!"

[Commander's Voice] "Three minutes out! Should be near the field according to your current coordinates!"

Both Angelia and S/O turned their heads to the open snowy plains in front of them, littered with a tree every now and then. Meaning they'd get lit up the moment they tried walking out right now.

(AN-94) "Ma'am, S/O. Keep your heads down and prepare to run. We will cover your escape."

AN-94 switched guns with AK-12, grabbing her pistol while AK-12's eyes opened, her pink eyes scanning the environment around them as she readied her sister's rifle.

(AK-12) "Multiple Sangvis units inbound. Counting twenty-five, more than likely more."

RPK-16 flipped her bipod and steadied her machine gun on top of a fallen tree, her voice sounding more bored than concerned.

(RPK-16) "Looks like they're intent on stopping us from going home."

AK-15's eyes narrowed as she got into a fighting stance, ready to leap out as soon as she spotted her enemy.

(AN-94) "Contact."

Angelia held S/O close to her chest as she lowered her head, the sound of gunfire immediately drowning out every other noise in the area.

Flashes of light rapidly blinked across the forest, with branches and tree bark splintering from stray shots, splashes of snow and dirt shooting up into the air as DEFY engaged Sangvis T-Dolls.

AK-12 and AN-94 picked off their targets with precision shots, each bullet blowing apart armored helms into scrap metal and electronics as they hid behind cover, the trees giving them cover being thick enough to not get shot through as easily.

Though their enemy was using the cover to their advantage as well, being able to hide from RPK-16's suppressing fire. As one of the Sangvis T-Dolls appeared around in their flank, aiming its gun at Angelia, its head was quickly torn apart by a knife that cut through its electronic wires and promptly kicked into the floor by AK-15.

Angelia could see in the distance a small shape in the skies approaching their location, making her heart race faster. She helped S/O up, thankful to see them still awake but hating she had to put them so close to danger.

(S/O) "A-Ange-...!"

(Angelia) "Not a damn word, S/O! Keep your head down! Where's the enemy anti-air?!"

AK-12 ducked mere moments before a stray rocket flew over her head, soaring into the open fields and igniting the area and leaving a black scorch.

(AK-12) "Think we just found it! Ninety-Four!"

AN-94 nodded and peeked out of cover with her pistol, attempting to scan where the trail of smoke was before a hail of concentrated gunfire forced her back down.

(AN-94) "Not down yet!"

RPK-16 gunned down several of the T-Dolls with a hail of her own, but unable to find which T-Doll had fired the rocket.

(RPK-16) "Can't find them either. Fifteen?!"

Some of the Sangvis Dolls attempted to charge AK-15, quickly resulting in their death as she threw a knife through one of the cores in their chest, and then with one hand grabbing another Doll and using it as makeshift cover as bullets ripped through its armor.

(AK-15) "Negative!"

(Angelia) "Our ride is about to get shot down again if we let them go-"

(Cheery Girl's Voice) "FLASHBANG OUT! EVERYONE LOOK AWAY!"

Knowing immediately whose voice that was, Angelia dove with S/O to the ground, covering their ears and bracing for the explosion herself, eyes closed and teeth clenching.

Everyone in DEFY took cover seconds before the flashbang went off, disorienting the Sangvis T-Dolls.

As another rocket shot out towards the helicopter, a bullet quickly intercepted it, making it explode midair before more gunfire erupted from within the forest.

After a few more shots, the forest became deathly still, the only sound now being the embers catching onto the trees and snow shifting as the members of DEFY looked around for any more targets.

Angelia moved off S/O, checking to see if they were alright before helping them stand up again, her voice calling out into the trees.

(Angelia) "UMP9? Is that you?"

The twin-pig tailed brunette stuck her head around the trees, her yellow outfit sticking out sorely amongst the snowy background. And yet, no one had even seen her before they heard her.

That quickly changing as she waved her hands eagerly at Angelia.

(UMP9) "Ange! It's so good to see you all again!"

Looks like it's time for T-Doll Funfact number...9? I wanna say Nine, can someone double check that for me? : Angelia is the main backer of Squad 404, regularly deployed as Black Ops mercs for her, alongside Griffin.

(AK-12) "...Friendly contact signatures confirmed. Squad 404."

DEFY's members lowered their weapons as HK416 and UMP45 emerged from the trees the Sangvis Units were originally hiding behind. HK416 crossed her arms and stoically shrugged while UMP45's signature smirk was still across her lips as they approached.

(UMP45) "Looks like we came just in time.~"

Her voice soft and playful, though her gaze still sharp, looking around the environment herself to scan for anymore threats.

(RPK-16) "We thank you for the assist, it was looking a little dire there.

(HK416) "...Hey, is that...?"

Both 404 T-Dolls' eyes trailed over to S/O, noticing how badly injured they were before seeing the rest of the squad.

(UMP9) "W-We need to get you guys home, pronto! G11! GET YOUR BUTT UP HERE!"

In the distance, G11's head poked out of the snow, with her weapon next to pop out, only muttering something inaudible in response. Despite her usual sluggish pace, she did thankfully hasten herself upon seeing the state they were picking up Angelia and the others.

Triple checking they wouldn't get shot down again, Angelia and S/O made it onto the helicopter first, followed by DEFY, then lastly having 404 join them, their extraction taking off and flying back to a safer location.

UMP9 and HK416 were quick to apply real medical attention to S/O and Angelia, with UMP45 taking a seat next to AK-12 and G11.

(UMP45) "Heard you guys got dinged up pretty bad. Though, didn't expect it to be that bad."

She couldn't help but stare at S/O's missing arm, only having seen S/O with both a few months ago.

(S/O) "Agh! W-Would've been worse if not...for you guys...!"

(Angelia) "You really pulled our asses out of the fire. Thanks."

(HK416) "I-It's nothing, ma'am."

(UMP9) "Yeah! This one is on the house!"

(G11) "...So that means no dinner?"

S/O smiled at the comment, with Angelia pulling them near her, tightly at that once the 404 T-Dolls finished.

(Angelia) "That one is on me, G11. Same goes for you girls too-"

Angelia turned to her own squad, a dry smile forming.

(Angelia) "You made the best out of a bleak situation, and saved the two of us as well."

(AK-12) "Naturally.~"

(AN-94) "Of course, ma'am."

(RPK-16) "I think Fifteen here would have punched every one of them to death before we lost either of you-"

(AK-15) "Give it a rest, Sixteen..."

(S/O) "I think...we all could use that right now..."

...

A few hours later, S/O was taken into emergency care to get them fully stabilized while the rest of DEFY had repairs on them, Angelia wanting to be with her squad until then.

After seeing them off to a temporary dorm before getting a proper ride back home, she went to visit S/O.

The medical room they were in was far from advanced, resting on a rather traditional bed than anything that screamed "medical", but it was comfortable enough for them.

But her attention was immediately brought to the cast S/O was in, their arm bandage resting on their side. Or at least what was left.

Angelia grabbed a nearby chair and sat on the side where their arm remained, smiling sadly at them.

S/O returned one of their own, their hand silently lifting before Angelia took it out without hesitation, both their remaining hands holding each other tightly.

(Angelia) "Doing alright, S/O?"

(S/O) "Hah...warm bed, and a pretty woman next to me. Think I'm doing better than I imagined..."

Their eyes slowly traced over to their right arm, smile quickly fading.

(Angelia) "...Y'know, I lost my arm and leg doing something similar."

(S/O) "In a crash?"

(Angelia) "No just...being out in the field. Barely a time they deploy without me. Think by now losing a second piece of me would be enough to ward me off but...-"

Her eyes closed, sighing out loud. No use trying to sugarcoat it.

(Angelia) "...Basically, I'm saying that recovery is going to fucking suck."

(S/O) "Hah, I mean, I could've guessed..."

Angelia scooted closer to S/O, her grip growing tighter and voice going barely above a whisper.

(Angelia) "I should never have put you in harm's way like this..."

(S/O) "You can call me a dumbass if you want Ange, but...if it means saving you or the other girls, I'd lose my other arm in a heartbeat."

Angelia grimaced at that as her voice grew shaky, but she did not let S/O go.

(Angelia) "Okay, you're a dumbass."

(S/O) "Hm...Says the one wanting the rookie taken care of first instead of the commanding officer."

Angelia's eyes slightly widened in response before quickly regaining her cool.

(Angelia) "You heard that?"

(S/O) "Truthfully, I was drifting in and out when you asked what was going on, but I already knew what face you were making."

S/O grunted in pain as they tried to shift, going off balance as they instinctively tried to balance themselves using their right hand. Angelia caught them before they could fall, helping them sit upright.

(S/O) "I...I can't stand to see any of you all in pain."

Angelia scoffed before her eyes trailed down, blinking away tears that were threatening to form.

(Angelia) "And how do you think I feel?"

S/O tugged Angelia's hand to bring her closer, allowing them to rest their forehead against hers. The gesture made her blush slightly, but she closed her eyes and relaxed her shoulders, both of them leaning to each other.

Even though it was a small eternity before S/O pulled away and opened their eyes, it still felt too soon.

(S/O) "I promise, Ange. I'm not leaving you. Even if I have to end up looking as badass as you."

Finally, a genuine laugh came from Angelia as her metallic hand moved to cover her mouth, revealing a glimpse of the energetic young girl she used to be.

(Angelia) "Is that what you call me? I'm barely holding together as it is..."

(S/O) "Okay, how about beautiful? Charming?-"

(Angelia) "Psh, just shut up already..."

There was no venom to her words as S/O hugged her closer, the blush on her face getting brighter signaling to them how much their words affected Angelia.

Taking a deep breath, Angelia pressed a soft kiss against S/O's forehead before moving to stand.

(Angelia) "...Thank you. I should let you rest now."

(S/O) "T-Thanks...PT begins in a week for me, by the way."

(Angelia) "I'll be there. Don't worry. I'll also have the girls bring you some dinner-"

(S/O) "Aw, why can't you?"

Though they were teasing, Angelia could hear a bit of genuine disappointment in their voice.

(Angelia) "Don't be too greedy. I got a lot of paperwork to fill because of you but...I'll see if I got time."

Angelia teased back, shooting them a smile over her shoulder before opening the door, stopping before taking a step out.

(Angelia) "...I love you, S/O."

(S/O) "...I love you too, Ange."

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Shenhe, Clorinde and jean accidentally leaving lipstick marks on their s/o?

(Genshin Impact) Shenhe, Clorinde, and Jean accidentally leaving lipstick on their S/O

Shenhe doesn't particularly mind that she left a mark on S/O.

Seeing the smear on their cheek, Shenhe simply blinks at S/O's flustered reaction.

(Shenhe) "Is something the matter, S/O?"

(S/O) "Y-Yeah! I can't really get this off."

Her eyes trail down to S/O before her expression subtly shifts, voice growing ever so quieter.

(Shenhe) "Should I not kiss you anymore?"

(S/O) "Ah...N-No, I didn't mean it like that!"

Immediately backtracking, S/O sighed before wryly smiling, grabbing Shenhe's hand to and resting it on their own cheek.

(S/O) "It's just...gonna be a bit awkward having one side of my face like this-"

And Shenhe quickly rectified that mistake with another kiss.

Clorinde's eyes go wide the moment she realizes the the subtle shade of red outline on their forehead.

S/O tilts their head confused at her expression, making Clorinde's heart skip a beat.

(S/O) "Clorinde? What's going on?"

(Clorinde) "...I seem to have left an imprint on you. Hold for a moment-"

Clorinde grabs a nearby cloth and gently wipes their forehead, a tinge of heat dusting across both their cheeks.

(Clorinde) "There."

(S/O) "Hah, don't want anyone to know that I belong to the champion duelist?"

Her eyes quickly avert from meeting theirs, betraying her embarrassment.

(Clorinde) "Not like that, S/O..."

Jean lets out the tiniest gasp once she realizes her lipstick is smushed clearly against S/O's lips.

It was supposed to be just a little peck!

(S/O) "Jeanie?"

Before Jean can say or do anything, the door swing opens with a Knight saluting.

(Knight) "Ma'am! I have the reports fro-"

He pauses for a moment as his gaze rests on S/O before promptly clearing his throat.

(Knight) "Apologies, I'll return later!"

As soon as he closed the door, S/O just raises an eyebrow in confusion.

(S/O) "Huh, I wonder what that was about."

When S/O turned to Jean again, her hands were in her face, completely bright red.

(Jean) "...P-Please come here for a moment, S/O."

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How would Bronya and Seele be like with a S/o who has the mannerisms of a knight? Chivalrous, honorable and more than willing to rear his blade for the people!

(Bro would definitely have fought the IPC members)

(Honkai: Star Rail) Bronya and Seele's S/O acting like a knight

FOR CHIVLARY! FOR ZE (anime) LADY!

Bronya's heart honestly skips a beat whenever she sees S/O interact with anyone, be it a fellow Silvermane Guard or an Underworld denizen.

No matter what, they always were courteous to those around them, and never hesitating to draw their blade to protect others.

Even if it went against orders, their sense of justice was strong, sometimes stronger than hers.

Though sometimes their chivalrous ideals went...a bit too far in some regards.

For starters, they absolutely refused to use any ranged weapons, deeming it "unknightly."

(Bronya) "S/O, the target is at least a hundred meters away. Plus it's a trotter, not human-"

(S/O) "Then I will wait for them to approach, Bronya!"

Making her sigh and level her own rifle, drawing the gaze of S/O, disappointment in their eyes.

(S/O) "How am I supposed to gift my beloved a trophy, a sign of my undying love?"

Bronya blushed, mostly out of second-hand embarrassment that they said that aloud.

Which would not have been as bad, were it not for the other Silvermane guards awkwardly staring at each other.

(Bronya) "...Was that supposed to be a joke?"

(S/O) "...Um...would you believe me if I said yes?"

Her unamused stare shot S/O down, turning her attention back to the target after a painful amount of quiet.

(Bronya) "I'm going to shoot it now."

(S/O) "Y-Yes, dear..."

As far as Seele was concerned, anyone employing that much amount of pretentiousness could shove it up their ass.

Whether they be a princess (her best friend), or some pompous ass (her lover).

Seele is there to contrast against S/O's prim and proper attitude.

At least when push came to shove, they were willing to throw down.

But as for getting their hands dirty?

(S/O) "Seele! You just kicked that man in their genitals!"

(Seele) "Psh, so? They were asking for it!"

(S/O) "Be that as it may, it's...unsporting!"

(Seele) "How in the hell have you been down here this long and not fought like this once?"

(S/O) "Hah! They'd be a fool to attack a Silvermane knight!"

Crossing her arms, she eyed S/O up and down and scoffed.

(Seele) "If anything, that might give people even more of a reason to jump you."

(S/O) "Then pray tell, Seele, what does that make you for having one as your significant other?"

(Seele) "Listen, can you just...not talk like that for a couple minutes at least?"

(S/O) "I talk how I am raised to, Seele. I certainly don't question your choice in phrasing!"

(Seele) "But you're judging how I fight-"

(S/O) "Oh for the love of-Next time just beat them with your weapon, not your tricks!"

(Seele) "So giving them a concussion is better, but hitting them in the nuts is out of bounds?"

This exchange went on for a while, while the perpetrator they were fighting crawled away in pain.

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Redownloaded GFL because of your blog (also the main reason why I got into it in the first place) and I was surprised with all of the QOL changes they made.

My favorite so far is the non-critical auto repair after battles and it got me thinking how would the AR & DEFY girls react to an SO who scolds them when they return in critical condition but repairs them as tenderly and with as much care as possible despite their harsh demeanor. (Basically a tsundere SO who's worried sick but refuses to admit it)

Love your blog and I hope you're doing well. Thank you for continuously feeding my (and everyone else's) obsession with raifu's.

(GFL) AR Team and DEFY's S/O repairing them

AR Team: M4A1, M16A1, ST AR-15, M4 SOPMOD II, RO635 DEFY: AK-12, AN-94, AK-15, RPK-16

It has been too long since I have written the Raifus on the blog, time to rectify that. Also TSUNDERES WOOOOOO-

M4A1 winces from the light of S/O's blowtorch welding her metallic limbs back together.

Seeing it return to green status in her eyes, she simply sighs when S/O stands up, shifting their welding mask up in order to look at her.

Seeing S/O cross their arms, M4A1 already knows what they're about to say.

(M4A1) "S/O, I know I-"

(S/O) "Went overboard? Psh, that's never stopped you before."

M4A1's hands took a moment to readjust themselves as S/O examined one of her legs that was currently sitting on a nearby table, badly damaged.

(S/O) "It almost seems like what I request to you and the Commander just gets ignored deliberately. Do you think I can repair you all the time without any effort?-"

(M4A1) "S/O."

M4A1's arm that revealed her metallic frame grabbed S/O's hand, finally making them pause.

She gently tugged S/O toward her, and despite their angry expression, the tears forming in the corner of their eyes betrayed any lingering anger that may have been present.

And with her one arm that had the synthetic skin remain, gently wiped away S/O's tear.

(M4A1) "...I'm sorry. I didn't mean to worry you."

(S/O) "...If you don't mean to do that, then just come home in one piece so I don't have to do this."

Their voice dropped to nearly a whisper, but she had no trouble hearing them clearly.

S/O let M4A1's hand linger on their face for a moment while they took a deep breath again, though this time much calmer than before.

(S/O) "Now stand still, I have to make sure your leg is properly patched up."

(M4A1) "Thank you, S/O."

S/O averted their gaze to grab her leg, though she knew the real reason they refused to meet her eyes, bringing a small but sad smile to her lips.

(S/O) "Don't thank me. I've yet to finish...And you're not walking out of here without my help, understood?"

(M4A1) "Hah, got it."

S/O grumbled under their breath as M16 sheepishly let her jacket drop.

Only to reveal an entire forearm missing.

(M16A1) "...For the record, that wasn't my fault."

(S/O) "Couldn't have grabbed the missing part?"

(M16A1) "It was uh...a little beyond recovering at that point."

(S/O) "You are going to be the death of me, Sixteen."

(M16A1) "Heh, come on! I'm making sure you get Griffin's paychec-"

(S/O) "By what, making sure I put you back together like goddamn Humpty Dumpty everytime you come back?!"

M16 flinched by S/O raising their voice, and only noticed now how tightly S/O was gripping onto her remaining hand.

Which also was damaged.

(S/O) "I get taking damage during a mission, it's unvavoidable, but 90% of the time, it is!"

(M16A1) "...S-S/O, I didn't mean to-"

(S/O) "Don't apologize. Just...Don't make me work so hard."

S/O gaze lingered on her missing limb, to which she responded by grabbing their hand and resting it near her eyepatch.

(M16A1) "Come on, can't have your skills going rusty, can I?"

Her tone was cheeky, but her volume was soft, letting S/O's fingers brush against her cheek before going to grab repair tools.

(S/O) "At this rate, I'm going to need a drink..."

(M16A1) "Heh, wanna share? It's on me."

(S/O) "...Then I'm grabbing the most expensive Jack Daniels they have."

And to that, M16's cocky attitude deflated.

(M16A1) "...Shoulda kept my mouth shut."

STAR rolled her arms the moment she felt the connection back online.

(ST AR-15) "Thanks, feeling much better now."

(S/O) "These parts aren't cheap, STAR.-"

Before she could retort, S/O pulled her wrist towards them, examining it with a scanner before nodding in satisfaction.

(S/O) "And contrary to how you think, your life isn't something to throw away either."

STAR opened her mouth but instead of any reply, only a sigh came out.

(S/O) "If you won't think of yourself, then at least think of me. I have to be the one making sure you're all good to go before you tear yourself apart again."

(ST AR-15) "...R-Right."

S/O shook their head as their hand shifted down into hers, holding it firmly.

(ST AR-15) "I don't plan on going anywhere, S/O."

(S/O) "Hm. Tell me that when you're not coming home to me in twenty pieces."

ST AR-15 wryly grinned at S/O, playfully kicking at them with a missing foot on her right leg, exposing both synthetic skin and the electrical bits inside.

(ST AR-15) "Twenty-one, actually."

S/O turned around to grab other tools, but STAR could tell they smiled at her joke.

(M4 SOPMOD II) "BOOOOOREEEED!"

SOPMOD aggressively wiggled her metallic stumps where her arms previously where, whining as she bobbed back and forth on the table.

S/O focused their attention on finishing the last of the repairs on her arms, with them sighing loudly.

(S/O) "SOPMOD, I told you before, I'm nearly done."

(M4 SOPMOD II) "You said that forever ago!-"

(S/O) "Three minutes-"

(M4 SOPMOD II) "FOREVER!"

S/O did their best to ignore her pouting as they finally completed the necessary adjustments, moving to reattach her arms.

(S/O) "You wouldn't have to wait like this if you just listened to RO, y'know."

(M4 SOPMOD II) "Bah! I wouldn't have been able to kick their asses if I hadn't!"

(S/O) "Plus, you're making me work harder than I have to."

She raised an eyebrow at S/O's words, a grin quickly growing.

(M4 SOPMOD II) "Don't act like that you wouldn't be worried if you weren't the one doing my repairs!"

(S/O) "Please, I already have so much work piled up, I-"

SOPMOD yelped the moment a hiss came from her right arm reattaching, making S/O's heart drop as their eyes widened.

(S/O) "S-SOPMOD! Are you alright?!-"

And their worry was replaced with annoyance as SOPMOD's pained expression transformed into a cheeky smile, tapping S/O playfully on the nose with her claw-like finger.

(M4 SOPMOD II) "Gotcha!"

(RO635) sigh "You have my thanks and apologies, S/O."

S/O shook their head as they softly brushed RO's hair to her back, getting a closer look at the damage on her shoulders.

(S/O) "Hm. I know you avoid damage whenever you can. Just stay still."

Though their tone was cold, it didn't bother RO in the slightest.

She knew how they really felt.

(RO635) "Truthfully, I'm fine S/O. You don't need to worry too much-"

(S/O) "About the bullet that almost tore through your connections on this arm? On the contrary you're giving more reasons to worry."

(RO635) "A-Ah..."

RO's hands rested on her lap, with S/O's head near her neck.

Feeling her core thrum faster as she quickly examined her surroundings to make sure no one was looking, RO stole a quick peck, kissing the top of their head making S/O freeze.

(RO635) "...Sorry, bad time?"

(S/O) "Just...warn me next time before you snap me out of my focus."

12 hummed idly while S/O examined her hand, which was currently beside her, separated from her arm.

(S/O) "How in the world did this happen?"

(AK-12) "Well, you can't just sit on your thumbs all day without doing repair work! Just making sure you're not out of a job."

S/O rolled their eyes at her smug tone, but said nothing as they went about repairing it.

(S/O) "I do repairs everyday while I'm back here, thank you very much."

(AK-12) "Then you won't mind doing one more for your beloved, would you?~"

(S/O) "Isn't it your job to make sure you don't get that hurt?"

(AK-12) "My job is to fulfill whatever Angie tells us. Same for you, as far as I recall."

12's eyes opened slightly as her smile grew.

(AK-12) "And...I'm fairly sure you're not supposed to be treating me like a princess either. But no complaints from me.~"

S/O's cheeks darkened the moment they realized their position: kneeling in front of 12 while putting her hand back gently, which the hand promptly patted S/O's head.

Making their eye twitch as 12 laughed.

If 94 could bow in apology, she would.

However, she was currently laying on the table as multiple mechanical arms set about repairing the damages on her, with S/O standing next to her.

Several bullet wounds were inflicted on her, thankfully mostly superficial, but heavy duty equipment was required.

(S/O) "Good god, how did this even happen?"

(AN-94) "It was my negligence, my apologies S/O. I will have to be more alert."

S/O's hand reached to her lower back, moving her to sit upright as the arms whirred away to give them space.

(S/O) "You better. I don't want to have to do this everytime."

(AN-94) "The last thing I want to do is burden you."

(S/O) "Hey. I didn't say that-"

(AN-94) "But-"

S/O put a finger to her lips, making her blink as her eyes trailed to her lover, who was in the process of covering their mouth.

And failing to hide a blush.

(S/O) "I just...don't want to see you hurt, Ninety-Four."

(AN-94) "S/O"

(S/O) "I said please extend your arms. I have to do final inspection and see if I need any touch-ups."

(AN-94) "...Understood."

94 heard them clearly, but still didn't understand why S/O always seemed flustered saying these kinds of things.

15 stoically turned to S/O as they finished their repairs, allowing her to stand up properly, with S/O gently guiding her up.

She gave a single nod, slow and grateful.

(AK-15) "Thank you, S/O. Your repairs are efficient as always."

(S/O) "Can't have our strongest given to some shoddy engineer, after all."

She hummed in agreement, before taking a moment to bow.

(AK-15) "I apologize for having made the mistake of getting hurt to begin with."

Truthfully, 15 always took the worst of the damage, but that was because she was essentially a walking tank.

Hell, S/O was fairly positive 15 could actually beat the tank to death with her bare hands.

(S/O) "D-Damage is unavoidable. Don't apologize for it. As long as you always come back to me, it's fine."

A moment passed before S/O's eyes widened, in disbelief in what 15 got them to say out loud.

(AK-15) "Is something the matter? Your heartrate has spiked-"

(S/O) "N-Nothing! It's nothing!"

16 raised an eyebrow seeing how kindly S/O attended to her.

Not a moment ago they were chastising her for even taking damage, making S/O work so hard.

(RPK-16) "My, what happened to that foul attitude from earlier, S/O?"

(S/O) "What are you talking about?"

She giggled, tilting her head past the equipment to see S/O tending to her leg.

(RPK-16) "Do you perhaps find peace working on me after all? You don't seem nearly as upset now that I'm here-"

(S/O) "Psh, don't get it mixed up. I'm happy to get you fixed and out of the repair bay."

(RPK-16) "Aw, you do care!"

(S/O) "About my work-"

(RPK-16) "And, you're working on me."

S/O mumbled something, making RPK-16 laugh.

Humans were so prideful sometimes...

Well, all the time really.

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A Helping Hand

PAIRING: Peruere/Jean x Male Reader (Romantic) (Separate)

SUMMARY: Their crush on (Y/N) only grows stronger after they witness a kind act

Peruere never has a moments rest; not as Arlecchino and not as “Father”. She has to balance a life that leads to no happy endings for herself. All for the sake of her children. And although it is a tough burden to bear, it was a necessary sacrifice for everyone’s sake.

At least, thats what she thought. Until she met you, a young man who just wanted to lend a helping hand to those in need. Life dealt you the wrong cards that led to a more difficult path; not much money, not much strength, but a lot of courage.

Lyney said you wanted to help out at the orphanage for a little, just to see the kids smiling faces. Peruere was cautious at first, and even though she allowed you entry, she kept their more “dangerous” activities in the dark. Freminet was tasked with keeping an eye on you, as a safety precaution.

Slowly, however, you began to weave your way into her heart. She had more time to sit back and think, the children were happy, and…she was happy. For once, in a long time, she actually smiled. Not having to bear the burdens of responsibility alone was relaxing. A feeling she hoped to never forget.

A soft humming voice lead Peruere towards the room of sleeping children. It enchanted her, like a lyre played to lure in unsuspecting travelers. Only she knew whom the voice belonged to; (Y/N).

His voice held a honey sweet melody, and a comforting embrace. Like her voice. Peruere rubbed at her eyes, “It’s too late to be thinking like this,” she whispered. A yawn escaped from her mouth, despite her best efforts to remain silent.

The lullaby came to an abrupt stop. He turned around to look outside the ajar door, only to find nothing. He smiled softly, a slight chuckle escaping himself.

Peruere hid away on the side of the house, having rushed out of view. Her heart was pounding, a small, barely noticeable blush tinted her skin. The humming had resumed, slightly louder this time. “He knows,” she thought. Sighing in defeat, she slumped down to the ground and relaxed on the wall of the house. Her eyes became heavy, and before she knew it, Peruere was fast asleep.

She woke up with a blanket and pillow that day.

Another day of endless work. Piles of notices, requests, complaints, and everything else tiresome swarmed up what used to be a clean office space. She took one day off…one day…and it came to this. Jean could feel another headache incoming.

A knock on the door gave her a rush of relief. A conversation, even if it were more work, was a small break from the inevitable. Her hero, you, walked in. A fellow knight that worked closely alongside Jean for a long while now. You’re also a long time crush of hers.

The smiled that graced your face fell immediately. “He knows.” Jean knew the gig was up immediately, and leaned over her desk, giving up without even trying to deny it; she was exhausted!

Dark circles under her eyes, a grumbling stomach that wants brunch, aching bones, stiff shoulders, and sore wrists. You got to work, grabbing and taking her home, where she can sleep in bed. You even left a plate of pizza from Cat’s Tail for her to eat when she wakes. With Jean taken cared of, it was time to get to work.

After a nice long nap, and a full stomach of pizza, Jean was ready to head back. However, upon opening the door to her office, she saw a clean stack of papers, filled out completely. Her office was shining so brightly it looked brand new. And a sweet aroma from the potted dandelions filled the air.

But none of these were as shocking as what she’d seen in front of her; (Y/N) was passed out in her desk chair. Slumped over and snoring softly. She giggled before sighing, “If I was more diligent…you wouldn’t be putting in so much effort.” She walked towards him, brushing his hair gently.

She looked at him with a smile, blushing as she continued to pat him. She didn’t notice the knocking on the door for but a moment. “Ah! Yes come in.” It was Kaeya giving a brief report on his recent trip to a fatui base. As soon as he was there, he was gone.

And once again, Jean hadn’t noticed a change in her surroundings; she hadn’t noticed that the snoring stopped, or that the chair creaked slightly. That is why it was a shock when she was suddenly engulfed in a warm and tight embrace.

She looked up at him, (Y/N), a blushing and shocked face gazing back at him. He only smiled in return, burying his face in the crook of her neck.

“If you weren’t so selfless, I wouldn’t have to.”

- Fin

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Furina : You seem to always come to see me Y/N, Are you sure you’re not just fascinated by my greatness?

M!Reader : Chuckles Of course not, I just really like being near you

[Furina's confidence instantly goes low making her immediately look away with a blush on her cheeks]

Furina : Hmph... Y-Yes! Of course! I suppose I'll allow your presence... Because I love having you around me too...

M!Reader : Hm? What was that?

Furina blushing : Nothing! It was nothing!

[palmselsewherepalace]

Omg you write for Feixiao too?! Can I request Feixiao with an s/o who's like the opposite as her? like Lisa from genshin who prefers to stay in, likes napping and reading? I think that'd be a nice contrast to her, thank you!

YES!!! YES I SEE YOUR VISION ANON!!! The way this woman just needs a break from the constant thrill of the battlefield-

Feixiao with a s/o that is SO normal compared to her, people are starting to question you at first.

Do you really happen to be so… dull? Or could it be that you actually have a second identity which caught the generals attention in the first place? Because who would actually expect to see the Merlin’s Claw walk into Xianzhous library, coffees in hand at… nine in the morning…? But here she is, rambling to you about her schedule for the day, how she absolutely does not wanna attend the upcoming meetings or introduce the new recruits under her command while she pushes the book cart after you as you reorganize the shelves.

At one point you struggle with reaching a certain spot, if you only were a few inches taller. Even on tiptoes, it wasn’t enough for you to shove the book back into its original place and if that wasn’t enough - your foxian girlfriend simply leaned herself against the cart, chin resting on her hand as she watched you with a smirk tugging on the corner of her lips.

„You know, you just have to say it…“, her left ear twitching slightly as she covered up a laugh.

„Fei… I-I can very well do this on my own-! It‘s my job after all…“, the irony was practically slapping you right across the face as the book slipped out of your grip during the last attempt to bring it back up on the shelve, „shit-!“

That was the moment Feixiao waited for all eternity. The reason she exercised without pause, never slacking off, never giving up, always pushing herself past certain points until she dropped half-dead from exhaustion.

So quick you almost didn’t see it coming when the falling book was snatched right up and gently put up on the spot you‘ve been aiming for.

„A simple O Great Merlins Claw, I am in desperate need of your he- Ouch-!“, a smack on the back of her head with the next book shut her up for good while you strode into the next aisle that was in desperate need of a reorganization.

„You are the most insufferable Foxian I know…“, narrowing your eyes at the amount of dust this section has been collecting, your eyes ghosted over a few of the various book spines, what even was the category of this corridor?

„You know other Foxians? I am heartbroken, my liege….“, clutching her chest in an overdramatic way as she desperately grabbed onto the shelf to her right.

„And the most dramatic one, too.“, you sighed but still couldn’t hide the smile your lips were forming, she was too entertaining for her own good.

In moments like these you completely forgot who was standing before you. This wasn’t General Feixiao from the Xianzhou Yaoqing, one of the Seven Arbiter-Generals and feared for her skills on the battlefield.

This was your girlfriend.

And she was all yours.

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Could you do something for the fem hashiras x male reader (genderbent males plus mitsuri and shinobu)

Female hashiras x male reader incorrect quotes

Fem!giyuu tomioka:

Shinobu:oh tomioka, are you eating alone again?

Fem!giyuu:........

Shinobu:Of course you are. No one likes you after all

Fem!giyuu:....actually I'm waiting for someone

Shinobu:hm?

Y/n:Hey babe, sorry it took so long, I brought you a bento

Fem!giyuu:oh its alright.....love

Shinobu:.........

Y/n:oh hi Shinobu, do you wanna join us?

Fem!giyuu:Actually, I'd prefer it if we ate alone. It's more.....romantic this way

Y/n:sure thing

Fem!kyojuro rengoku:

Y/n:.......Kyoka is this really necessary?

[Shows fem!rengoku hugging you from behind]

Fem!rengoku:of course, it's getting cold and i'd hate for you to get sick

Y/n:......I'm alright though

Fem!rengoku:nonsense, my dear. As your girlfriend and the flame hashira, it's my duty and pleasure to warm you up

Y/n:.....I guess I'd be lying if I said this wasn't nice

Fem!tengen uzui:

[Fem!tengen is kabedoning you to the wall]

Fem!tengen:So how is my flashy and handsome husband doing today~

Y/n:amazingly now that my even more flashy and beautiful wife is here~

[You start making out passionately]

Iguro:Can't those two get a room?

Mitsuri: I think it's cute. They're still flirting like it's their first date

Iguro:....But they've been married for 2 years

Mitsuri:That's what makes it extra cute

Shinobu kocho:

Y/n:Hey Shinobu, I've got something for you

Shinobu:oh hi my darling, I wonder what it is

Y/n:Here!

[You pull out a purple flower and slid it over her ear]

Y/n:do you like it?

Shinobu:of course, I love it so much thank you

[She kisses your cheek and starts to leave]

Y/n:hm? Where are you going Shinobu?

Shinobu:Oh, I'm just going to pick some flowers. It's only fair, plus I want us to match

Y/n:Awww, that's so sweet

Shinobu:not as sweet as you my darling

Fem!sanemi shinazugawa:

Fem!sanemi:pfft did you really think you could defeat me? Try again when you're actually strong wimp!

Zenitsu:........

Y/n:ok I'll try sparring with you now

Fem!sanemi:Eh......*blushes* o-ok

[Timeskip]

Fem!sanemi:wow that was pretty good, you're....really strong you know?

Zenitsu:.....HEY IT'S NOT FAIR YOU DEFINITELY LET HIM WIN

[Fem!sanemi glares at zenitsu making him shut up]

Fem!sanemi:So if you uhhh want some more training, I'm always here......ok?

Y/n:Thanks I'll definitely call you then

Fem!sanemi:o-oh I.....I'm glad

Zenitsu:.......is she blushing?

Fem!sanemi:...SHUT UP!

Fem!iguro obanai

Fem!iguro:*sighs* kaburamaru, where are you?

[She sees you playing with her snake]

Y/n:[petting it] awww you're so cute

Fem!iguro:y-y/n?

Y/n:oh sorry obanai, this little guy just slithered over to me, I was gonna return him to you, but he looked adorable, and I got distracted

Fem!iguro:n-no it's fine, I was just surprised, kaburamaru usually always stays with me... I guess he likes you

Y/n:oh I'm honored, I like him too, just like his owner

Fem!iguro:...*blushes* w-what?

Y/n:Here's your snake back

Fem!iguro:o-oh thanks but if you ever wanna see him again.....I guess I wouldn't mind

Mitsuri kanroji

Mitsuri:y/nnnnnnnn

[She tackles you into a hug and makes you fall]

Mitsuri:You're finally back! I missed you soooo much!

Y/n:m-mitsuri....It's hard to breathe

Mitsuri:o-oh sorry, I....was just happy to see you

Y/n:it's fine. That mission was pretty long but I'm back now at least

Mitsuri:Yeah and you have a lot of cuddles to make up for mister!

Y/n:sounds great to me

[palmselsewherepalace]

Kafka : Chuckles... You know if you keep staring at me like that I would be thinking you're plotting something against me sweetheart....~

[Y/N immediate shocked that Kafka noticed]

M!Reader blushing : S-Sorry... I was just admiring

Kafka : Admiring huh? Chuckles...

[Kafka steps closer to Y/N practically almost giving Y/N a kiss on the lips]

Kafka : How about you admire me more up close dear wouldn't that be more easy?~

[Y/N blushes redder]

M!Reader blushing : ......

[palmselsewherepalace]

Oh it’s raining… 🌧️ How do they like to enjoy rainy days?

ft! albedo+klee, xiao, & furina

warnings: spoilers? for ending of fontaine aq in Furina’s. Fluff + gn!reader. Written on a whim, not proofread. Some longer than others!!!

If you enjoy please like/comment/reblog ♡

Albedo, ft Klee!

Often during rainy days Albedo partakes in making more art. He especially enjoys drawing you while you’re watching the rainfall from outside the window. However if Klee is with you guys he likes to do more child-friendly arts and crafts. You can expect for you guys to enjoy these activities for an hour or few. Klee is always so proud of her crafts and drawings, just like most kids she expects you to proudly show off her artwork to the world ( ◠‿◠ )

Xiao!

Xiao normally just attends to his daily duties when it rains. But if you really want to do something with him when it rains he will. Though he will refuse to go do anything dangerous with you, especially when it rains. (see: climbing, fighting, commissions.) These activities already have a risk he just doesn’t want you to slip or something and get hurt, mortals get hurt easier than adepti yk :( Though honestly I think the number one thing he wants to do is just listen to the rain and lay on/next to you. If you have anything you want to get off of your mind this would be the best time as the peacefulness of the weather relaxes him. Often times during these days he’ll lay his head on your lap and slowly drift off into slumber. (_ _).｡o○

Furina!

Despite everything Furina still has some childlike wonder in her. After she becomes human she seems to like and try more little things that make other humans happy too. One of those little things she loves to do is jump in puddles and I’m a firm believer in the fact Furina likes to go puddle jumping! BUT She does not like getting her normal clothes wet so, she has a few different raincoats with matching rain booties to go with them. ♡ She lets out a few giggles every couple jumps. She expects you to also hop in the puddles with her too, so you better suit up soldier! o7

currently listening to: exploration- bruno coulais

[palmselsewherepalace]

leek and potato soup

furina x reader ⟣ 1.2k words

˖ ݁ . *ೃ༄ tags:

⟣ gender neutral reader [you/ yours] ⟣ fluff ⟣ intended romantic [pre-relationship] but could be read as platonic ⟣ reader is a performer in the troupe furina works with ⟣ established friendship ⟣ not proofread, let me know if theres any mistakes!

˖ ݁ . *ೃ༄ authors note:

⟣ first post! i really like soup. and furina.

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You’ve been over at Furina’s apartment for several hours now, ostensibly to work on an upcoming script for the troupe, but said script has sat untouched for a very long while as you have a tea party with her and her strange assortment of magical creatures she calls the “Salon Solitaire” that she insists on taking with her everywhere. You weren’t a huge fan of these companions at first, due to an incident with ‘Surintendante Chevalmarin’ back at the theatre that had resulted in late night for you remaking the props the seahorse(?) had shattered.

Her living room that you are currently seated in is modest, with a couple of cozy red couches around an old walnut coffee table that has Furina has obviously forgotten to use coasters on several times, as there are a few fading water rings across the surface of the table. There is a large, soft rug that looks to be from Sumeru covering the slightly creaky floorboards, and the curtains are a faint blue printed with a floral cornflower design.

The fanciest things in the whole apartment are probably the teacups you and her are drinking a blanc et pétales de rose tea from. They are made of very fine china, patterned with softly painted pink flowers, gold touches on the rim and thin, delicately curved handles that curve up the side of the cup not unlike vines.

You think the volatile Salon Solitaire being allowed around these very beautiful, extremely breakable china teacups is definitely a liability.

She asks you to fetch some sugar from the kitchen to sweeten her already tooth-rotting team and you oblige. Her kitchen is similarly modest, although it looks a lot less lived-in than the living room. You open one of the cupboards to locate the sugar and realise that it’s fully stocked with... macaroni. You open another, and this time there are some miscellaneous desert ingredients dotted throughout yet more macaroni. There is no way she can live like this.

You tell her as much when you return with the sugar, and she doesn’t seem phased by your disapproval of her diet

‘I’ve survived this far, have I not?’

‘You’re going to get scurvy, Furina!’

‘It is.. the only thing I know how to make’ she admits, looking a little embarrassed.

‘I could teach you more about cooking’, you say without thinking. You wince, wondering if you’ve crossed a boundary. Before you can say anything else, she responds;

‘I suppose that wouldn’t be a complete waste of time’

For her, this is an enthusiastic agreeance.

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You decide that soup is probably the best option, and that you will need to go on an impromptu shopping trip to fill her cabinets with something other than macaroni and cocoa powder. You persuade her to leave the ‘Salon Solitaire’ at home, thinking the various owners of the market stalls would likely not appreciate the slightly volatile and violently inclined group of creatures. Thinking about it, you realise that honestly, you’re not the best cook yourself. You hope you don’t drive her to swear off all food that isn’t macaroni and cake for the rest of her days, or she really might get scurvy.

She gets some odd looks from the people as you walk through the market, gathering ingredients. You suppose it must be a strange sight for them, seeing their once-god go shopping at the market as one of them. You’re used to it by now, as she’s been helping out the troupe as an ‘artistic consultant’ [personally, you think she takes on far more work than that title suggests] for a while now. The admittedly very strange scenario of having a former god hotly debate with you over the best placement for a prop has worn off by now.

Furina breaks you out of your reverie by waving a cardboard box at you.

She reads off the ingredients of the box of stock in the same tone of voice she once called people to trial, in holding the box in the air like she’s reading out a verdict from the Oratrice. Her habit of projecting her voice has certainly not faded. If the other shoppers weren’t staring before, they definitely are now.

‘What? Why are you looking at me like that? Is this not right?!’

You pull her towards the front of the stall to pay, and she’s still waxing poetic about stock as you start to walk back to the apartment.

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Furina insists on carrying the large wicker basket of food, awkwardly swinging it around like she’s never done it before. She probably hasn’t, now that you think about it. She’d been around for 500 years, watching history go by like an endless play, but her life during that time was never her own.

Glancing at her unusually subdued face, you wonder if she’s thinking the same thing. You wonder how lonely she was. You know you aren’t able to shoulder all of her burdens- those 500 years weigh heavy on her shoulders, but you hope you can bring some small comfort and semblance of normality to her.

As you reach the apartment, she passes off the basket for you to hold whilst she fumbles with the key and pushed the creaky old door open.

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You put her in charge of chopping potatoes and leeks while you prepare the garlic and other miscellaneous ingredients.

She dices the potatoes well, deftly cutting them into small cubes, but when it comes to the leek you quickly notice she doesn’t know what she’s doing. She is attempting to dice it, too. You rush to stop her.

‘Wait- hold on, not like that’

‘So, you cut the green bits at the top off, they’re not used in this recipe, and then you cut the white stalk bit in half like this...’

You demonstrate for her, slicing down the middle of the leek and cutting the two halves into thinly sliced semi circles. She picks it up quickly, copying your movements to cut up the rest.

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Once all the preparations are done, you put her in charge of boiling a pan of water and making the stock base for the soup whilst you sauté the leek with garlic. She fumbles with the golden foil wrappers of the stock cubes and crushes them in her hands before plopping them in the water. She stirs the water like she’s folding in baking powder into cake batter. It’s a slightly unconventional technique, but it is working, so you leave her to it.

When you consider the garlic and leek cooked enough, you direct her to pour her very well-folded stock mixture and the diced potatoes into the pan with the leek and garlic.

It simmers for a while as you sit in comfortable silence.

As the potatoes start crumbling into the water, you take the pot off the stove and help her with the new-fangled hand mixer that she apparently impulse-bought because it looked ‘amusing’. Her spending habits never fail to surprise you.

You get to buttering some sourdough bread as she portions the soup into bowls (rather sloppily, but you don’t comment on it).

You watch as she tries the first bite of soup, looking amusingly concentrated with slightly furrowed brows.

It’s.. nice, she says. Her usual pomp and performance has slipped away, and you get a glimpse of her without her façade

She smiles, and it’s like watching the sun rise.

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⊹ ࣪ ˖ Romantic Headcanons ˖ ࣪⊹

Just some nonsensical ramblings about some of my favourite characters and otherwise underappreciated characters (that I also love.)

➲ 𝐏𝐨𝐦𝐧𝐢, Ragatha, Zooble, Gangle, Princess Loolilalu + Reader (Separately)

➲ Romantic ☒, Platonic ☐

➲ 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 Count; 5,298 Words

➲ Warnings/notes; Gender neutral reader, Ragatha's is purely self-indulgent, enby Zooble, more story-focused in Zooble's part, Gangle is a weeb, Ragatha is a girlfail, Princess Loolilalu is much taller in my mind than in the show, tiny bit of angst in Zooble's part, everything else is extremely fluffy

𝐏𝐨𝐦𝐧𝐢

✪ You are only anchor of sanity in this world, at all

✪ To be honest, Pomni probably didn't even notice you until the very end of episode one, which is fair considering everything she went through

✪ You or Ragatha were the one who probably snapped her out of her little episode at the feast. Like, Ragatha was the one who noticed and cared first, but you were the one who shook her out of her little stupour

✪ And that was how you introduced yourself to Pomni. Which totally freaked her out how she managed to miss an entire person when she first spawned into the cirucs, but you also just jumpscared her by appearing out of nowhere

✪ Despite that, you were still a part of the group she somewhat trusted - The group that she could imagine catching her when she fell in her nightmare

✪ You probably had some quirk to you like everyone else, but at least you weren't up in her face being an asshole like Jax or babying her more than she really cared for like Ragatha. You were some lukewarm mix in the middle that could joke around by still made sure she didn't go spiralling in the middle of nowhere

✪ Which she did appreciate, but she just had a lot of stuff on her mind

✪ I feel like if you were the one to comfort her about the whole Gummigoo incident, that would immediately make you feel much more safe to her

✪ Like, you didn't berate her or give her sympathy she didn't really want. You just let her vent and talk about how he deserved better, giving her a much needed outlet. And she would be so grateful for it, even if she had a really hard time showing so

✪ After that, she would follow you around if she was ever forced to leave her room, almost like an anxious cat with attatchment issues. You just felt like the most sane person here that she could somewhat rely on and who would answer her questions with no hassle

✪ Pomni doesn't necessarily want to get attatched to anyone, considering there's a tiny part of her who still thinks this is a dream and she really doesn't want to wake up only to realise you and anyone else she befriended just never existed, but on the other hand it's really lonely walking around the circus looking for an exit

✪ You don't strictly believe there is an exit, but you don't bring it up at least. Pomni can work with that, as long as you just join her. Last time she went out on her own she ended up in the void and that's kind've the last thing she wants

✪ Touch-aversed but also touch-starved. She hates the idea of being restricted and hugged and doted on because she's so small and anxious and doesn't want to feel trapped, but she also can't remember the last time she just felt appreciated

✪ Maybe just let her hold your hand or something if she feels like it. I can also see Pomni being the type of person who just needs something to fidget with when she gets nervous, and sometimes she plays with her fingers or the buttons on her outfit, but on those days when she's feeling extra icky maybe she'd just like to tug on your sleeve or something

✪ Anyway, skipping forward to when the two of you actually end up together (it involved Pomni being so obvious but just so girlfail about everything it took Caine threatening to get involved for her to pluck up the courage. Of course, you were the only one who didn't realise she had a crush on you)

✪ Yeah, you're still her safe person that she clings to. The one that makes her purr or her pupils twist into silly little hearts

✪ In return, you now have an attack dog girlfriend. Jax found out the hard way you don't want to deal with a pissed of Pomni who would do nothing for herself but everything for her partner

✪ Sometimes her circus themed room makes her feel sick, so she'll wander over to your room in the dead of night (otherwise known as your designated sleeping hours), looking like the very epitome of 'I frew up' as she just stands awkwardly at your door

✪ Little jester likes it when you sleep half on top of her, even if you are bigger than her. You're like a warm, weighted blanket that makes the nightmares not as bad. But she also makes it that much harder to get up in the morning when she clings to you (she may not be incredibly strong, but she is incredibly stretchy and that somehow makes up for it)

✪ After a while of being in the circus, when the exit isn't at the forefront of her mind, I can see her trying to seem cool in front of you. This is when her inner girlfail comes out

✪ She tries to seem cool as you're walking past. Tries to lean on nothing and falls over like a little idiot (please give her a kiss on the forehead it would make her feel like less of a fool)

✪ I think at some point she'd also try and lift you up in a princess cary. Key word being 'try' because she has no strength. Turns out her stretchiness doesn't make up for her lack of strength after all. She's trying her best though

✪ Please give her cute little nicknames. I can't imagine she's the biggest fan of her name considering she got it from an oversized slot machine, so getting a little personalised spin on it from you would make her feel all melty and flustered

✪ Oversized lap cat Pomni

✪ She tries her absolute hardest to give back to the relationship - Late at night when the two of you are falling asleep together, I imagine she'd quietly talk to you, even if you're already asleep. She'd talk about the future the two of you could have once you'd escape this living nightmare, about the apartment you could share and all the plcaes you could go and the things you could do together

✪ She would never give up looking for an exit, but unlike Kaufmo, she has you so giving up is the furthest thing from her mind at this point

𝐑𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐚

⚉ Absolutely 100% sweetest person you've ever met and will ever meet. Heart of gold, perfect little rag doll and I absolutely love her and please be kind to her she so deserves it and I think she just needs a hug

⚉ Treats you how she treats Pomni (that is if you joined the circus after her). Probably babies you until she feels that you can somewhat stand on your own after acclimating to the digital world. That doesn't stop her from keeping a very close eye on you for a while after, especially if your first few cycles or so are rougher than others

⚉ For a little bit afterwards Ragatha does feel a little lonely. She's gotten used to hovering around you and having you nearby, so she definitely wouldn't say no to you wanting to stick around as her friend (she'd really appreciate it actually, especially if you just ask her how she's doing. She'll still lie and say fine, but it's the thought that touches her metaphorical heart)

⚉ It's difficult to tell when Ragatha first grows a crush on you. Not only does she keep it hidden at first, her usual peppy, smiley and friendly nature means she can be close to you without it seeming out of the norm with her

⚉ As her crush gets bigger, though... Then it becomes much harder for her to keep it under wraps

⚉ If she's not careful, she finds her face becoming just a tad too soft with a love-struck smile, and if she's really in deep a little halo of hearts floats around her head. That parts she hates, because it's way too obvious for her liking

⚉ But Ragatha can't keep it together forever. She's got too much on her plate already as the circus's residential 'glue that keeps everything together' that the mental strain of keeping her romantic feelings hidden is just not something she wants to deal with, so I feel she'd spill the beans rather quickly after catching feelings

⚉ Even if you don't end up reciprocating, she reasons she could deal with it. It wouldn't be the first heartache she would go through, and what's one more to add to the everygrowing pile

⚉ Lucky for her though, you do end up accepting and she finds herself absolutely over the moon

⚉ Definitely one for physical touch - She absolutely loves to just hold you tightly in her arms like you're the ragdoll in the relationship. It's totally not her trying to ground herself in reality to keep herself from breaking down (not fully at least)

⚉ I am firmly in the camp that Ragatha is a girlfail at heart

⚉ Like, her throughout the entirety of episode 2 was just her being a girlfail and I for one am absolutely living for it

⚉ Reasonably, she's still put together, smart and able to hold her own if she really wants to, but whenever it involves you her heart turns to mush and she just finds herself stumbling over her words and fumbling absolutely anything

⚉ It's adorable to watch, though

⚉ I've seen this somewhere before, but, she just has a bright red heart embroidered right where her heart would be in real life? And it's so pretty, like, almost like a tattoo? Just, imagine cuddling snuggly together after another arduous adventure and you just gently trace the shape of the heart and I think she would just melt at the affection? That right there would be the shit that keeps her from going insane in this hellhole

⚉ The same goes for if you like to trace the invisible seams of her stitching. Ragatha just loves the fact you love her despite the fact that her digital avatar is literally just a Raggedy Anne doll

⚉ Backtracking a bit, but if you were the one to confess before she could, I think the girlfail in her would be increased by about fifty percent

⚉ She is stumbling over her words, fidgeting with her woollen hair as her one good eye darts all over the place as those little hearts start spinning around her head. Ragatha starts scuffing her plush shoes against the floor, swaying back and forth and swinging her arms nervously as she finally manages to just say something along the lines of 'oh, yeah! Yeah, I like you too!'

⚉ I just think she gives really nice hugs

⚉ Like, I imagine Ragatha's decently strong (or I like to at least, because I would love it if she was somewhat buff when she was a human). I mean, she can certainly wield a butcher's knife decently well, as shown by her character trailer

⚉ And all of that strength translates into really nice, warm hugs that make you feel safe

⚉ Of course, if you don't like touch she wouldn't push it. I can imagine she'd still want to hug you every chance she got, but she would definitely put you before herself

⚉ Besides, I don't think Ragatha has a specific love language. She's happy to express her affection in any way possible

⚉ The two of you hanging out in her room with her either playing the piano or teaching you how to sew? Absolutely loves it because any time spent with you is far better than getting harassed by Jax on an adventure

⚉ Hearing you so verbally love her? It'll get her stumbling all over the place, and the rest of the day cycle she'll have this sort've happy dumb smile on her face

⚉ Even just wearing similar clothes as her (if possible, because, y'know, digital circus logic) will make her feel all fuzzy inside. For example, if you were a blue ribbon similar to her at all, I think that would just make her feel so neat

⚉ At some point she 100% gifts you a small bouquet of paper daisies for good luck (or just one really big paper daisy that you can carry with you), and also because real flowers don't really exist in the digital world. The paper daisies turned out to be much more durable, too

⚉ I'm just so 'kicks feet and twirls hair' about her

𝐙𝐨𝐨𝐛𝐥𝐞

𖦹 Y'know, between the antisocial personality, the short-ish temper and them never going on adventures, it would honestly take forever for a relationship to form between you (even just a platonic one)

𖦹 I feel like Zooble's stance on relationships in the digital world is probably zilch - They don't want to have anything with anyone because there's always the chance of abstraction or, if you ever find an exit, never seeing you again afterwards. As stoic as they seem, I feel like it would kill them inside having the thought that you could've moved on without ever seeing them again

𖦹 Because underneath that 'I don't give a shit exterior', there is a person who actually does give a shit about quite a few things, and it scares them when all of that could disappear within an instant

𖦹 Anyway, friendship comes before anything romantic, and it stays like that for a while. It honestly snuck up on Zooble, which genuinely surprised them. It was like, one day you were just chilling quietly in their room with them, probably doing your own thing but just existing in the same space as them, and it hits Zooble over their triangle-shaped head

𖦹 'Wow. I'm attatched to this person. Shit.'

𖦹 And that certainly was a shock to the system

𖦹 A part of them wanted to withdraw themselves as a defense mechanism, but they just find themselves getting increasingly lonlier and lonelier and more and more guilty about how sad you look when you think no one is looking

𖦹 And so that doesn't last very long.

𖦹 Their apology was short, but it was probably the most you'd ever heard them speak without being interrupted or pissed off by Jax

𖦹 And then you sort've went back to how you usually were, which mostly just consisted of the two of you wandering around the circus tent together while everyone else was out. It was a nice break, considering Caine didn't tend to bother you during these times, and there were some genuinely interesting places hidden around the main hub

𖦹 (Cue you trying to wrestle Zooble's head back from a stray gloink that hadn't been snapped out of existance. Not a very fun experience, especially when you kept snagging your fingers one Zooble's antennae)

𖦹 Neither of you really know who got feelings first, but it would probably have to be you who ultimately confesses. Zooble's already way out of their depth with this whole 'romantic feelings for your only friend in a digital hellscape' shtick going on, so chances are they're not gonna say anything in fear that it might drive a wedge between the two of you if you don't return their feelings

𖦹 But, y'know, maybe if something really bad happened, perhaps something to do with an abstraction like Kaufmo (depending on when you joined the circus), that might freak them out enough to say something

𖦹 For instance, they peek their head out of their room after hearing some strange noises lurking around outside that have them somewhat concerned, only to find the dorm hallway in absolute ruins

𖦹 So, not good. They brave the unknown and start wandering around just looking for the others. Chances are it was just another one of Jax's pranks that got out of control, but they hadn't seen you in particular for a while which was unusual (they dreaded to think about the fact they were getting a bit too used to your company)

𖦹 And then they hear a noise that makes their very being turn cold. A general static hissing along with the very panicked voices of their fellow hellscape attendees

𖦹 They hobble over, only to be met with the sight of Ragatha and Gangle trying desperately to lure away an abstracted circus member

𖦹 That was already terrifying enough, but to see you being cornered, form already glitching out with tears spilling down your face

𖦹 Yeah, they don't hesitate and grab the nearest thing that wasn't fixed to their floor (probably an oversized alphabet block or something) and chuck it with all their might. It wasn't the easiest thing to do with one rubberhose hand and one crab claw, but by god did they do it and did it land with an almighty thwack

𖦹 For a split second, Zooble might consider throwing down with this bastard, until they remember it's like four times their size and could easily kill them

𖦹 (Caine finally showed up at this point, and that was the end of that whole fiasco)

𖦹 Zooble wobbled their way over to where you were still curled up against the floor. Ragatha was trying her best to calm you down, but it was Zooble's prescense that got you off the floor at least

𖦹 This moment was an exception to their 'limited touching' rule, because it was downright traumatic being cornered by a monster that you once knew as a friend. They didn't exactly hate the way you remained huddled up next to them for the rest of the night cycle in their room

𖦹 Zooble probably would've said something not long after - Not so much a stereotypical confession, but more like casual 'hey, I like you and I really care about you more than friends probably should and I just wanted you to know'

𖦹 If not, that event would've sparked you to say something a few 'days' later

𖦹 Either way, from that moment on, you two are somehow closer than before.

𖦹 Very chill and laid back, almost hands off with their emotions. They do soften up around you, but only ever around you. Sort've like what we see at the end of episode two when they're more emotional about Kaufmo's funeral

𖦹 You eventually find out that their antennae wiggle not only when they're pissed off or when their limbs for the day are put in the wrong spot, but they also wiggle when they're happy. Kind've like an abstract form of them blushing

𖦹 Which was very embarrassing for them, but a priceless memory for you. And it's also not something they can hide without looking really suspicious

𖦹 Aside from personal time with each other, every now and then Zooble might accept some physical touch. They weren't the biggest fan of it back when they were a human, and now that their body looks like it does there's just something about it that makes them hate physical touch even more

𖦹 But even they can't deny that the rare kiss between their eyes does feel nice whenever they feel like shit

𝐆𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐞

🎭 Oh wow, this poor baby is mask over ribbons for you, hands down. 100% smitten and nothing could convince me otherwise

🎭 Follows you around like a lost puppy, no matter the mask on her face. Although, her happy mask usually means she tailing you around for fun, probably because you're on an adventure or because she just wants to hang out. With her sad mask, though, it's probably because she just wants to be around you because your prescence makes the saddness a little more tolerable

🎭 Also, you're pretty much the only person she trusts to handle her masks properly, but even then it's only to get them back to her room or to Caine to fix them.

🎭 Please give Jax a kick or a smack or something. Gangle might not generally like violence, but Jax's had it far too good for too long and she's really sick of being bullied

🎭 Gangle with a partner who becomes her bodyguard against anything (especially Jax) has the same vibe as 'big & beautiful + shrimp' or, if it's more your cup of tea - 'Sir, she's asked for no pickles'

🎭 Obligatory anime nerd Gangle

🎭 Any cheesy romance anime absolutely influenced her reaction to realising her feelings toward you. Like, she would act shy, but in a different more exagerated way and only ever around you, and I think she would just kind've expect you to understand? (She doesn't know any better, just please be patient with her)

🎭 And I think that would just be with her sad mask. With her happy mask, she's probably whipping out words like 'kawaii' and shit. Cringe Gangle is very real and we (or at least I) love her for it

🎭 I think being in the circus would also mean her actions would have sound effects accompanying them. Like, she could smile at you with the :3 face and a little 'squeeb' sound effect would play with perfect timing and it would mortify the both of you

🎭 (Caine is just trying his best to be a wingman)

🎭 Dating Gangle is kind've like dating two people, or maybe one and a half. The shift in personality and tempo between her happy mask and sad mask is definitely noticeable enough for her to almost be considered two people, but there's still something about her that is so undeniably Gangle that it links those two emotion together

🎭 Happy Gangle is like a whirlwind. She's so peppy and bright and energetic that she's almost like a puppy. She can never sit still and her ribbons are flailing around happily whenever she sees you

🎭 It's these moments when she's most happy to accompany you on an adventure - She's probably the most excited about the new adventure out of all of you anyway, but just having her by your side like this can make the whole experience ten times better (especially considering what the adventure is)

🎭 PDA is no problem for happy Gangle. In fact, if she's clinging off you, chances are Jax is going to want none of that and will leave her alone, which means she can be happier for longer, which is certainly a win in her book. Plus, it means she has the confidence to give you all the love she thinks you deserve.

🎭 Sad Gangle on the other hand is much more shy and reserved. Not necessarily bad, but a much more mellow version of happy Gangle. Around you, she's not a sad wet pile of ribbons, but she isn't bouncing off of the walls with happiness either

🎭 She more likely to just want to huddle up in her room with you, buried under her mess of blankets. It's the one good thing about her room, the nice big bed and access to the countless bootleg animes Caine has made specifically for her

🎭 A lot of people say that because she's made of ribbons, Gangle is extremely light with little to no bodily weight. And that makes sense, at least in reality. I would like to propose the idea that Gangle's body has the same weight her human body was, just in the form of ribbons

🎭 It's a little confusing, but much like the rest of the digital world, it's something you get used to with time. It's almost soothing when she just wraps herself around you like an odd weighted blanket, although her mask is a little cold

🎭 Speaking of, kisses with Gangle are a little odd

🎭 Unlike the other characters who have odd face/mouth shapes, Gangle's face isn't pliable enough to properly move and give you a kiss, so she usually resorts to gentle affection headbutts like a cat (which in some ways, she actually prefers)

🎭 She still does love to receive little kisses every now and then though, just not in excess. Probably one to prefer hugging over kissing, at least in the digital world. Her body makes her feel uncomfortable at times, being almost completely flat, and I think she would much prefer to wrap around you to gain some semblance of a bodily shape

🎭 Sticking this here because I don't know where else it would fit, but posing for Gangle's drawings

🎭 As an artist myself, Gangle would aboslutely be grateful to have someone around who'd be willing to do the occaisional pose for her drawing, especially if she was trying to drift from her early 2000s anime style into a more realistic one (or even if she was just gesture doodling for fun)

🎭 Even if you're not comfortable enough to pose for her drawing, she 100% draws inspo from you for her art more often than she is willing to admit. No, those fanfics and fanart are definitely not based on your and her, why do you ask?

🎭 Caine forbid that Jax ever finds her hidden stash of fanart and writings

𝐏𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐋𝐨𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐥𝐚𝐥𝐮

🍬 Okay, so if you're dating Princess Loolilalu, chances are you're also probably an npc like everyone else in the Candy Canyon Kingdom. You could be there to help with the heist quest, or maybe Caine planted you there with the intentions of giving you a quest in the future

🍬 All everyone knows is that you and the Princess are very sweet. Like, sickeningly sweet - Cavity giving sweet. Jax probably pretended to throw up when he saw you (or he actually threw up, depends on how committed to the bit he is)

🍬 Which, it makes sense, seeing as you're living in a literal kingdom made of Candy, it only made sense that the people who lived in it were as sweet as their home

🍬 That being said, you two can still go a little overboard sometimes

🍬 Not really either of you faults, Loolilalu is just a very affectionate and soft person (or ai, if you want to get technical), and that's certainly doubly so when it comes to her most beloved

🍬 Chances are, the almost overwhelmingly sweet and sugary vanilla and strawberry syrup scent that she emits also clings to you. You could read this as her being very clingy and loving, wanting to constantly touch or hug you whenever she can, or you could read this as just being in her prescence for an extended amount of time does the same thing

🍬 Either way, Loolilalu smells very sweet, and, by extention, so do you (even if you already smelled sweet as a candy npc)

🍬 Not much to say about an npc/npc relationship. Y'all are just coded to be very wholesome together

🍬 However, if you were a human player character, things suddenly get much more complicated and much, much more angsty

🍬 The most likely scenario is a very much one-sided unrequited love situation. If only for the fact that the npcs don't retain any memories from previous adventures, and therefore can't grow feelings for a non-npc character

🍬 But Caine also probably steps in the minute he feels than an npc is getting a bit too immersive for his liking

🍬 However, let's just say for simplicities sake, that somehow Loolilalu's ai developed into a similar ai to Caine - That is to say, above the coding.

🍬 She now has complete control over the Candy Canyon Kingdom map, though she's nowhere near as powerful as Caine and therefore still has to hide herself in some way

🍬 100% The two of you met through one of Caine' wacky adventures, and this was way before her ai had 'grew out of control' to say.

🍬 With her memories as addled as they were from the constant wiping, she probably doesn't really remember the first time you met at all. Maybe some fuzzy pieces she could put back together, but otherwise most of her early memories of you and the rest of the circus are incredibly vague

🍬 And because of this, the most likely scenario is that you develop feelings first, and because of this you always looked forward to the Candyland adventures more than any other ideas Caine comes up with (unlike a certain jester). And seeing someone so invested in his little wacky ideas, Caine probably brings you and the rest of the group back to the specific map more and more often

🍬 Repeated exposure apparently snapped Loolilalu out of her ai trance, and as soon as she started remembering more and more details as well as preventing the map from properly closing after Caine deemed the adventures done, the relationship between the two of you blossomed not long after

🍬 After a hostage situation gone out of control ended up with a chase through the rocky roads, you decided to stay back in the kingdom to nurse the growing ache in your body as a result of a strange candy cane (thanks for that, Jax), Loolilalu approached you

🍬 Probably because she was now sentient and everyone else was a faceless mannequin, but also because she just thought you were cute (and maybe because you seemed a little more mellow than you cohorts, and potentially more open to answering any of her questions.)

🍬 One thing lead to another, and now you're dating a candy kingdom ruler npc

🍬 As a partner, she's very similar to how she would be toward you if you were an npc

🍬 Maybe a tad bit clingier, to be honest. She can't really help it, not when you're away for extended periods of time, leaving her alone in a world with no one but very repetative mannequins to talk to

🍬 All she wants to do is sweep you off your feet and never let you go (and probably carry you around as she goes about her day because damn this woman is tall-)

🍬 There's another part of her that also wants to absolutely pepper you in sweet kisses. However, after one run in with some very red and very stubbourn lipstick (that almost got you in trouble once with Caine), she decidedly tones it down as much as possible

🍬 However, there's certainly probably no repercussions if you decided to give her a little smooch (or a lot of smooches perhaps? Please?) She'd absolutely melt if you gave her a little peck on her gloved hand

🍬 (You totally don't do it because it's pretty much the only place you can reach by yourself)

🍬 And despite the very dainty princess appearance she has, if she gets the chance, Loolilalu will 100% take you horse riding on one of those gummy elephants. They're not too fast, but by golly was the one rocky ride (she totally planned this. She wanted you to hold on to her like you were in a romcom)

🍬 She restrains herself until she's pretty sure you're alone, because she'd rather not let any mention of your relationship somehow get back to Caine.

🍬 I like to think that everyone else in the circus (besides Caine and Bubble) know about your relationship, and for the most part, they're all supportive (can't deny Pomni would probably be a little salty that you get to date the princess but she couldn't even keep her gummy friend). Jax has contemplated letting something slip, but honestly? He hates Caine more than he dislikes you, so for now his lips are sealed

I think my ittby bitty crush on Princess Loolilalu was almost certainly influenced by my crush on Princess Bubblegum when I was younger.

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[palmselsewherepalace]

The Way of the Househusband

PAIRING: Jane x Male Reader (Romantic) (Fluff)

SUMMARY: After a long day at work, it feels nice to have someone to come home to.

She huffed, grabbing her belongings, and leaving Pubsec. Jane got into her car, sitting back for a moment. Her phone rang, signaling it was time to go home. She picked it up, looking at the contact name. “Always right on time,”—She answered it—“Hey honey, have a good day today?” She asked.

“Of course. I was calling to ask if you could pick up some paprika for the chicken?” (Y/N) asked her. Jane loved the sound of his voice, blushing ever so slightly. She finished talking with him and hung up.

She drove to the nearest grocery store, looking at the spice rack. While pursuing the spices a child ran by her, tears in his eyes, as he grabbed for his mother’s hand. “I told you to be careful about running around.” She said, putting a bandage on the scrapped knee and kissing it.

Jane watched from the corner of her eye. “So sweet.” She thought. “A family to care for…,” she mumbled under her breath. Snapping out of it, she purchased the paprika and drove home.

Finally back, she walked in, kicked off her shoes, and flopped on the couch. Footsteps approached her exhausted figure. “Rough day?” (Y/N) asked, petting her ears.

She smiled, leaning into his touch. “No day is ever too rough for me. I just…want to be myself for a bit.” She gently grinded her front teeth as (Y/N) held her in his arms. He picked up the grocery bag and walked back to the kitchen.

“I love you most when you’re you.”

While he was cooking, Jane took a shower and got dressed; putting on her lazy clothes and wearing her glasses. Before leaving their shared room, she opened her jewelry box and put on her ring; her second most prized possession. The man who gave it to her? Her first.

Walking back downstairs, she went into the kitchen and rapped her tail around her husband. “Thank you.”

“For what?” He asked with a chuckle.

“For being the one I can come home to.”

- Fin

[palmselsewherepalace]

Can I request Zhu yuan and Jane doe (separately) confessing their feelings to gn reader

hmmmm. i think i seen you around somewhere with this request but okay! | cw: non. gn! reader

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“ so, are you not going to ask them out for dinner before this shift ends, ZHU YUAN? “ qingyi queries, sipping from her hot cup of tea. the aforementioned woman fiddles with the vase of roses in her hands, leaning on the edge of the table with a nervous expression on her face. “ i-i will. i-it’s just. .will they reject me? o-or is it even the right time to ask—“

qingyi sighs, shaking her head. “ clear your mind. it isn’t good to overthink. perhaps it’s best to ask them now so you won’t have to worry about it later. besides, it’s a very low chance they’ll reject you because of how they act around you. “

zhu yuan gives her senior officer a puzzled look. “ b-because of how they act? what do you mean? “

the android finishes her cup of tea. “ you can’t see it? they act considerably kinder to you than others. they smile more when they talk to you, the way they look at you with such warmth is admittedly adorable. “ zhu yuan’s cheeks turn a darker red as she thinks about the times you and her interact with each other during break periods and patrol hours. honestly, she thought you were naturally like that to everyone; a caring and kind person. your words—your voice leave her heart a beating mess. the way you’d check up on her during and after busy days with a gentle smile on your face inspires her to do better; to be better. gosh, she always thought your smiles were breathtaking, the way your eyes would crinkle and sparkle as your lips spread never fails to make her knees weak.

unbeknownst to zhu yuan, qingyi had already left the break room while she was in deep thought and you walked in through the door. “ oh captain zhu yuan! you’re still here? “

she jumps upon hearing your voice, snapping out of her trance. “ y-yes, i was just waiting for you. “ zhu yuan stutters, facing you as you walk over to her with that patient smile of yours. you glance down at the vase full of red and white roses in her hands and back up at her.

“ oh? did someone give those to you? how—“

“ a-actually, these are for you! “ zhu yuan shyly hands you the vase, cheeks flushed red. you blink several times at the roses held in front of you before taking them. “ captain zhu yuan, th-thank you. but what’s the occasion? “

zhu yuan shifts her weight on the other foot as she nervously fiddles around. she takes a deep breath, clasps her hands around her back.

“ i-i like you—a-a lot actually. i-i really admire how wonderful you are as a person. pl-please, grant me permission t-to t-take you out to dinner tomorrow at 8:00pm! “ she stammers, the tips of her ears red and eyes squeezed shut. if you do reject her, she doesn’t want to see your face or she might burst out from anxiety.

“ i would love to go out to dinner with you captain zhu yuan. i’m interested in you myself, haha! “ you laughed shyly, rubbing the back of your neck. those ruby eyes of hers snaps open and an adorable, surprised expression sinks into her face.

“ r-really? “

“ yeah, captain. you’re wonderful yourself, and gorgeous too. “

a embarrassed noise leaves zhu yuan’s throat. her flustered gaze flickers to somewhere else before back at you. she clears her throat with a happy smile on her face. “ th-thank you, but please—it’s just zhu yuan. i don’t want any formalities between us. “

you reciprocate her smile with a bright one, causing her heart to skip several beats. “ you got it, zuzu. make sure to tell me more about where you’re thinking about taking us. “

“ z-zuzu? “

“ what, you don’t like the nickname? “

“ i d-do! it’s just— i have never been called that before. b-but it’s fitting coming from you. “

you let out a soft laugh, reaching your hand out to affectionately poke her nose. “ that’s good to hear. well, i’ll see you later zuzu. text me tonight, yeah? “

she shyly waves as you walk out of the break room with the gifted vase of roses. “ i-i will! a-also, adding sugar water to the roses will make them last longer and fresher! pl-please return home safe, a-and look both ways before crossing the street! “

“ i drive, but thanks! “

of courseee.

zhu yuan mentally facepalms herself but is nonetheless happy with the outcome of her confession. her phone rings in her pocket and she’s quick to answer it.

“ hi mom, i’m coming home now! do you need anything from the store? “ she asks, her voice an octave higher than usual.

“ i-i sound happy? y-yeah, it went well, mom. .” zhu yuan mutters, smiling stupidly to herself as she ambles out of the break room and her way out of the building.

“ m-meet them? n-not yet! it’s way too soon and i’m just taking them out for dinner tomorrow night too. .”

JANE DOE walks down sixth street, her fingers loosely hooked around her hanging straps. the chilly wispy night air kisses her sensitive ears, provoking occasional twitches from them. although she’s only walking through sixth street to get back home, her ears perk up at a familiar voice in the distance.

“ mr. chop, let me order a bowl of green pepper chicken noodles—the regular! i need something to warm me up since the fall air is kicking in! “

she subconsciously smile softly at the sound of your voice. her sharp teal eyes skim over to the waterfall soup shop not too far ahead of her. jane can make out your figure sitting on one of the chairs. her gaze softens; she’s very lucky to catch you around here this time of night. the way you talk to the owner makes it seem like you’re a regular around here. interesting note to pin in the back of her mind. jane saunters over to the shop, your figure becomes clearer and clearer as she approaches.

“ i didn’t think i’d get to see you around this neighborhood, (name). “ jane speaks up as she slides onto a empty chair beside you.

“ oh, jane! “ you offer her a sweet smile she oh so adores. “ i didn’t think i’d get to see you here either! how did everything go with the informant? “

the rat thiren sighs, running a thumb over her red nails as she examined them briefly. “ it went alright. i’m suppose to meet back with them tomorrow for more information about the case. what a hassle. “

you laugh bubbly, “ that certainly is a hassle having to meet with them twice. since you’re here, you have time to eat noodles with me, right? “

her gaze softens even more at the hopeful tone in your voice and the tender look marinating in those brilliant (e/c) eyes of yours. how could she refuse you? you’re just what she needed after a tedious day of running around prepping for an upcoming operation.

“ of course. i was on my way back to my home, and i was just about hungry anyways. “

you nodded, “ so what do you want to order, janey? “

her tail swish with delight from the cute nickname you’ve given her. it’s a shame that she hasn’t given you her real name yet but that’ll change soon in the future. you’re aware that jane has a secret identity, but you don’t seem to care at all and treat her as if she’s a close friend. your guard is always down around her—your body language is relaxed, there’s no skeptical look in your eyes, none of that at all. you’re so genuine with her that she can’t help but fall for you. you’re her first real friend she’s had in years but she grew to wanting something more than that with you. she knows what she likes so there’s no point in denying her feelings for you, right?

jane hums thoughtfully, “ hm, that’s a good question. what do you recommend? “

“ vegetable noodles for you. i’m sure you’ll love it. “

she chuckles, “ oh, really? i’ll take that then. “

you ordered it for her and a soft comforting silence settles in between you and jane as you wait for the food. jane’s observant gaze wanders off to you every now and then, admiring the softness of your face, the way the light perfectly bounces off your skin—do you know that you look memorizing like this right now? she feels like a little lovesick high school girl around her crush. how embarrassing.

“ sorry to break the silence, but, can i ask you a question, (name)? “

“ mhm? “

“ do you trust me as a person? “

you look at your colleague like she has two heads. “ huh, what’s that about? “

“ because you don’t really know much about me or my actual identity, yet you act like we’ve knew each other longer than we actually have. for all you know, i could just be a weirdo waiting for the perfect strike to tear you down. “ as if she would ever hurt you. no matter what disguise she’s in, she wouldn’t dare to lay a finger on you.

you still have that weird, adorable look on your face. “ oh please jane, don’t call yourself a weirdo. but you’re right, i don’t know much about you. however, you have your reasons for keeping your identity secret which is understandable, you’re a criminology specialist. if i was that, i would want to keep my identity secret too to avoid any mishaps with going undercover— thank you, “ you give mr. chop quick smile as he places the ordered bowls down in front of you and jane.

“ anyways, just because you have excellent skills of messing with people and deceiving them for the sake of your job doesn’t translate to how you actually are as a person. i seen how you care and worry for other people in your own little ways. seth told me about all the odd things you did throughout his time being a hostage and how it all added up once he realized you were one of us. when i saw you during that ambush and found out that the mountain lions took him and the hostages. i wasn’t really worried because you were there. I’m starting to ramble so to cut things short, no matter what type of person you are, i’ll always put my trust in you. you’re a good person and i find your presence welcoming. “ you smiled warmly at her before starting on your bowl of noodles.

jane’s utterly taken back by your answer. butterflies flutter around in her stomach like the first week of spring. she expected you to answer kindly to her question but not sentimental like that. her tail sways a little faster than usual and her pupils would resemble heart shapes right now if such a thing was possible. cheeks unusually red, she quietly focuses her attention on eating her noodles. just as you figured earlier, the noodles tastes appetizing.it’s smooth and well done. the chicken broth isn’t really salty and has a rich taste to it. the liquid is warm and easy as it goes down her throat, heating up her cool body temperature. the veggies were nice and crisp. her sore bones softens, the weight of today’s labor eases off of her.

“ this is really what i needed, right janey? “ you giggled, looking over at the woman beside you who’s a little too quiet while she eats.

“ mhm, thank you for recommending this to me. “

after you and jane finished your noodles, you paid for the meals and stood outside of the shop. “ wow, i feel full and tired. i’m definitely going to be sleeping good tonight. thank you for eating with me, i really appreciate it. “ you shove your hands in your pockets, smiling tenderly at her. the love-stricken woman nods her head, tenderness evident on her face as she looks at you. “ no need to thank me, i would of stayed whether you asked me or not. but before we part ways for the night, let me tell you what i’ve been meaning to get off my chest. i may not act like it but, i’m not really good with telling others how i feel so i’ll try to convey them as simple as i can. “ she says awkwardly, her hooked fingers playing around with her hanging straps.

her teal eyes glimmer with devotion as she takes a step closer to you, unhooking one of her fingers to place a delicate hand on your shoulder. “ although we started off as simple colleagues, our connection grew stronger the more i learned about you. the way you don’t hide your emotions is admirable, your eyes doesn’t hold an ounce of darkness behind them; they’re clear as a sunny day and i can’t help but feel drawn to them. .i feel at ease and warm. your presence is the same way. you’re so honest, thoughtful—your genuine nature pulled me in like a magnet. i love you and i wish for us to grow even closer. i promise i’ll tell you everything that you want to know about me if you’ll have me, of course. “ like that, jane leans in and softly kissed the corner of your parted lips.

she retracts away, peering at you patiently as you thoroughly process her confession. your face increasingly turns red every second until you resemble a bright red apple. once jane sees the awe in your eyes and the jubilant smile dancing across your pretty lips, she’s the happiest she’s ever been in a while. you wrap your arms around her and pull her tall frame against yours.

“ of course, i’ll have you. i love you too after all. “ you mutter softly, burying your face into her grey bomber jacket. she laughs breathily, circling her arms around your body, and perched her chin on your shoulder. her ears jiggles in response to your pleasant confession. her long tail curls around your leg as you continue to hug each other under the soft glows of sixth street.

a noisy bangboo in the distance: “ ehaa nu tha! ( i wish i had something like that in my life! )“

[palmselsewherepalace]

Your Maid outfit is one of my favourite posts on tumblr, can you make one for the Honkai girls(especially Bronya)?

at your service! (part 2)

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coming home to you in a maid outfit!

thanks for the ask!

various characters x gn!reader

characters: bronya, fu xuan, himeko, topaz, sparkle

warnings: none

not proofread

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bronya -`✮´-

• she was pretty tired coming home from another busy day at work, but opening the front door to you in a maid outfit jolted her wide awake

"w-what are you...why are you in a maid outfit?"

• your bow and "at your service" only serves to deepen her already intense blush

"h-hey...you don't have to act like you're my subordinate"

• she'll go along with it after realizing that you actually want to be her maid for the night

• will ask you to do tasks that help her relax, like cooking her dinner or giving her massage

• she knows she shouldn't be staring, but you just look so stunning in the maid outfit she can't help but let her gaze follow you around

• she doesn't want to make you work too hard, so after you finish cleaning up the dining table she bashfully asks you come cuddle

• it's also because she can't bear not having her hands on you anymore

"for my final request...c-can i kiss you?"

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fu xuan -`✮´-

• when she opens the door, she'll freeze up, her a beautiful shade of red creeping into her face

• she'll just stand there stunned for a couple seconds, before clearing her throat and attempting to regain her composure and hide her surprise

"...what's with the outfit?"

(you) "at your service master diviner!"

• her eyes widen and her face grows even more red at the unexpected display

• she tries to say something, but stutters over every word

• the fact that you look so damn cute in the outfit doesn't help her at all

• finally, she tells you to sweep the floors, then darts off into the bedroom, emerging a couple minutes later looking a lot more composed

• asks you to do a couple more things around the house before she feels bad for making you work

"my final request is...if it doesn't bother you...in the future, can you wear the uhm...maid outfit again?

• this must have been the "exceptional event" she foresaw in the matrix that morning

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himeko -`✮´-

• when she opens the door, a smile blooms across her face, and her eyes sweep you up and down

"awww baby, what's with the outfit? you look amazing though!"

• she dotes over you until you're blushing from head to toe, but you still manage to stutter out the line "at your service", which invites another round of praise from her

• once she has you thoroughly flustered, she asks you to help her clean the kitchen and bedroom

• doesn't try to hide the fact that she is taking in the sight of you in a maid outfit-you just look too pretty!

• she also struggles to keep her hands off of you

"good job! now, i think my cute little maid deserves a reward after all that hard work!"

• your face is promptly covered in gentle kisses, leaving you bright red and a little dazed

• she steps back and admires her work, chuckling a bit to herself

"you might want to wash your face a little more thoroughly tonight. it seems a lot of my lipstick got on you"

• there's a hint of sadness in her eyes when you change out of the maid outfit that night

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topaz -`✮´-

• she'll jump a little, her eyes widening and face turning red

"w-what's going on?"

• she stumbles over her words, trying to keep her calm in front of the breathtaking view before her

(you) "at your service!"

• she lets out a nervous laugh as she steps into the house and closes the door behind her, almost tripping on numby on the way in

• who knew one the ten stonehearts would be a nervous wreck in front of her girlfriend?

"at my service you said? b-by the way, y-you look good in that"

• i think you've discovered a new weakness of hers...

• she'll just ask you to make her dinner, too nervous to ask for anything beyond that

• when you inevitably catch her staring, she'll apologize and look back down at her work report (you'll catch her staring many, many more times after her first apology)

• when you finally change out of the outfit to get ready for bed, she breathes a sigh of relief, but there's also a look of disappointment in her eyes

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sparkle -`✮´-

• she'll be stunned for maybe half a second before she's slowly circling you, getting every angle of you in the maid outfit

"oh my..."

(you) "a-at your service!"

• a smirk forms on her face as she continues to look you up and down, head-to-toe

"at my service, huh..."

• she'll take one final look before abruptly wrapping her arms around your waist and pulling you in close

"not that i'm complaint, but since when are you suddenly up for being a maid...?"

• she inquires, pulling you tighter into her embrace, feeling the soft fabric of your uniform on her fingers

• doesn't give you a chance to answer before she's skipping away, telling you to clean the house

• you're only a little bit into cleaning before she tells you to stop, and start on another task, repeating this cycle until she's bored

"alright alright...that's enough"

• she suddenly gets serious, which is a incredibly rare occurrence

"y-you actually do look good in the outfit..."

• her getting all bashful makes your heart melt, and you have to resist the urge to pick her up and just shower her in kisses

a/n: thanks for reading!!!