#Mark Berskii x Reader

[feinyan]

DATING HEADCANONS featuring. damon maitsu, kai monteago, wolfgang akire, desmond hall and mark berskii.

edens garden maxxing rn :] i enjoyed chapter one a lot, so i’ll be pumping out a bit more writing of them ^^; feel free to send in requests, (even if its for different medias) though i already have 3-4 drafts ill be dishing out eventually.

damon, who treats you like you’re a fragile little doll, prepared for you to break at any moment. hence, why he worries for you so much. though he attempts (and fails) to play it off as a casual concern. ‘are you hurt? bleeding?’ ‘what? no? i just tripped, damon.’ ‘are you sure? let me check just incase. come on, stop moving.’ damon, who always has a limb around you. his hands? wrapped around your waist, or intertwined within your own. his legs? always pressed up against yours. if you point it out, he gets flustered and denies it, pulling away. but you’ll still find his eyes constantly lingering on you, as if he hasn’t felt your contact in months and needed it desperately. damon, who is a tease, yet gets flustered just as easily. sarcastic, teasing remarks always escaping his lips, smirking as if he didn’t have a care in the world. though the minute you retort back with a comment of your own, he's completely quiet. blushing and muttering embarrassed insults under his breath. damon, who doesn’t quite understand standards when it comes to dating. holding a door open for you? walking close to the road? wearing a hair tie on his wrist incase you’d needed one? a foreign concept to him. but regardless, upon hearing things told to him by other people whilst rambling like kai, he tries his best to adapt to it. things that would normally be unusual for him, he attempts because he wants the best for you. damon, who is stingy and a bother about little trinkets you point out. ‘do you really need that?’ ‘that looks stupid.’ ‘its so small. why is it expensive?’ yet of course, they’d somehow end up within your residence. somehow. obviously, it were damon. damon, who spoils you with acts of services. openly doing things he’d refuse to or need convincing for from others, going out of his way to do things for you without being asked, etc. sure, maybe once in awhile he’ll knock on your head and call you an idiot for not being able to do something yourself, but it’s just teasing. he truly doesn’t mind providing for you, or helping you. anything that offers spending time with you is worth it for him.

kai, who couldn’t get enough of you. your touch, your attention, your words, you name it, he likes it. his hands are constantly all over you, any opportunity he’s given. he melts within your touch, in his most vulnerable state, unable to resist anything when it comes from you and your grasp. kai, who spoils you with anything he can offer — cute endearing nicknames, gifts he’d found that he thought you’d like, or even little snacks he thought looked silly that you two could try together. he loves to see your expression light up when he offers you some item he’d found that he thought you’d enjoy. even if you don’t end up liking it, the idea of him being reminded of you or thinking of you enough to make the purchase still leaves you feeling warm. kai, who whiningly calls you princess whenever he needs something from you. aside from his casual nicknames that he adores, like sweetheart or baby, whenever princess leaves his lips, you know he wants something from you. kai, who is admittedly quite insecure. he’s scared he’ll be abandoned by you, just like he’d been left by so many others who viewed him differently due to the persona he puts on online. but because of this, it just means he cherishes what you give him more than anything. he wants you to be able to touch those negative emotions inside of him, and see what really lies within his heart, not what he puts on the internet or around others.

wolfgang, who leaves encouraging little sticky notes around your desk when spending time away from you. reminders to take care of yourself, reminders that he loves you and wishes he were with you, etc. wolfgang, who gently takes care of you whenever given the opportunity. brushing your hair in the morning, making you coffee, assisting you in filling out paperwork, you name it. despite being such a busy man, he works hard to make sure he’s around for you. wolfgang, who despite appearing so cool headed, is such a jealous boy. the type to watch you talk to someone from behind and give them a disgustingly stern glare, but the moment you turn to face him, hes smiling sweetly in your direction. the type to wrap his arms around you and get all close and mushy in order to scare off someone else eyeing you. wolfgang, who invites you out on the sweetest dates ever. picnics under the warm, dimly lit night sky, only the stars witnessing the two of you giggling away and laying together. or, a romantic date at a a fancy restaurant, where the two of you dress elegantly, yet he can’t take his eyes off of you. his mind too caught onto the gorgeous attire tight against your body, too lost in how gorgeous you look whilst speaking to him. wolfgang, who spoils you with luxurious items. anything you want? you’ll get it. he doesn’t mind what you wear, whether or not you like cute or cheap things. what does matter though, is if you want something. and if you want something, you’ll get it.

desmond, who is so smooth with his words, you could die. the way he speaks to you in such a soft and caring tone. the way he goes along willingly with whatever you say, because admittedly, what makes you happy makes him happy. the way he speaks about you in such an endearing way to others. others may be embarrassed when speaking of or sharing about someone they love, but desmond expresses the way he feels for you without hesitation. desmond, who teaches you little quirks about his ultimate. little things that could be useful for protecting you, or just things he finds neat and wants to share with you. desmond, who is perfect for a clumsy you. about to trip? hes already grabbed you, hands wrapped around your waist, pulling you back up onto your feet. about to spill something? hes grabbed the glass, preventing it. his quick reflexes are almost scary.

mark, who loves to kiss a certain part of you. your hands, your nose, silly yet specific places which just make him feel warm. mark, who gets embarrassed about the way he thinks about you. who will be listening to you rambling like usual, yet turn his head out of no where, muttering to himself like a flustered mess. mark, who has an attitude which is no joke. it doesn’t come off as a surprise, but the way he rolls his eyes and grumbles makes it much easier to decipher when he’s displeased or irritated. but to him, you’re a soft spot which can always manage to cheer him up. your silence yet presence close to his serves as a type of battery for him. mark, who is constantly sharing songs that he likes to you. new songs hes found that remind him of you, a song hes been listening to a lot recently, or even just songs hes worked on. he wants you to enjoy what he does.

@ feinyan

[ghostycritter]

Post Chatter Silence ☆

Context - Silence in between small talk is a happening that's gifted upon acquaintance upon acquaintance. Due to hesitation between topics similar to a sailboat with no wind— a boat with no motor is a raft. How would you and your 'acquaintance' handle the unspoken moment that is transitional silence?

Characters - Wolfgang Akire, Grace Madison, Ulysses Wilhelm, Mark 'Mayhem' Berskii

Warnings - none

A/N - Mb if Grace is OOC, I liked her writing better during chap 0 so i based it off that. Idk why... don't come @ me but chap 0 Grace on top!!!

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[🐑] Wolfgang Akire -

Silence remains a law that's inevitable. Simply a slope that none could get out of— especially during times where you'd strike up an idle conversation.

Chatter becomes a temporary solution towards lull. Even so, you attempted to initiate chit-chat with the Ultimate Lawyer. It feels reckless to construct such casual words in the presence of a very prestigious man. However, his soft spoken nature churned the mood to a sensual lightheartedness. Imbuing it with a warm and intimate stimuli that made you feel strange.

Butterflies — that's the scientific term to describe that tingling feeling in your gut when he'd respond to your little inquiries. Despite the guarantee of him having these types of discussions an uncountable amount of times— He made the current one you both reciprocated feel special.

His replies would always feel thoughtful. It was never generic or vague, the responses were made for *you*. His words were a gentle reminder that your sentences were invaluable. You wonder if everybody felt this way when he'd commence a conversation like this, or if this was something special.

The exchange dissolved into an unresolved mute. Just as you expected. Although, it didn't feel uncomfortable, definitely not the quiet you dread. In fact, the silence was welcoming. As though you shouldn't feel burdened by the lack of reaction, instead you should let go of the interaction.

The mute stretched between you both. Unbroken until Wolfgang glances back at you.

"You're pleasant to chat with, Ms/Mx/Mr [Surname]." His smooth voice is soft yet so determined.

A spark in his eyes spoke for himself, the glimmer told you what his words did not:

He'd love to talk again.

[🐰] Grace Madison -

Silence remains a law that's inevitable. Simply a slope that none could get out of— especially during times where you'd strike up an idle conversation.

Striking a chat with *the* Ultimate Golfer was a gamble. Disclose something mindless or uncultural you would get met with a verbal bash to the face. Yet, despite the topic being surrounded regarding the unbelievably difficult industry— you still got a marvelous chuckle having a chat with her.

It's challenging for you to commit a reply to Grace. She's so swift and unstoppable with her words, a few drops of your head giving her a nod is enough signal to let her continue her harsh sentences.

"...So, what about you?" Her question was like she crafted a new full-stop to the conversation.

The unexpected question caught you off-guard. Unsure of what to respond with. What could you say? Did you have any struggle regarding the industry? You gifted yourself a halt to brainstorm her question. Eventually, enough thoughts form a coherent feedback.

For the first time, you had the freedom to express how you felt. But your nervousness got the best of you— desaturating your sentence to a more anticlimactic anecdote.

"Exactly what I expect! We both can't catch a break, can we?" You felt a thrilling astonishment bubble within you. Grace relates! Her engaging comment ignited a conclusion in you:

She cared for your input.

With that, the noise withdrawal. Leaving you both in a silent trance. You expect for it to be broken by one of her lines, but no attempt was made to do so. Rather, you both sat in the basking lull. Still, you expect her to strike, like a pounce from a predator to a prey. You never expected such a sentence—

"You know what? You're pretty sensible."

That was the nicest thing she had ever said.

[🦉] Ulysses Wilhelm -

Silence remains a law that's inevitable. Simply a slope that none could get out of— especially during times where you'd strike up an idle conversation.

You found yourself having a conversation with none other than the insomniac Ultimate Historian. It was a rare privilege, like conversing with a living history book in front of you. Every single word that escaped your mouth was a scribble etched to the pages of his journal. It was a natural habit for him to record his entire daily interactions, however it gave him no time to give you full responses.

Your conversation unfolded on a superficial level. Yet, Ulysses paid extreme attention to what you have to input to the casual talk, making it feel as if it's more significant.

The conversation traveled at a comfortable pace. You both— or rather you only— is now on the subject of your recent accomplishments that earned you a place at the academy. As the explanation spilled out of your mouth, similar to what you rehearsed to what to tell friends and relatives; Ulysses spoke up, pausing his quill equipped hand.

He revises his notes, the silence overpowering the moment. You felt still. It was such a contrast from how much you talked about and now suddenly you were quiet. The silence was obvious, the words no longer formed in your mouth. You felt burdened from chattering too much, you fear it etched a high-ego image on your person. 

"Would you please elaborate on the event part? I'd love to know more." A spark of interest glittered his steady, indifferent tone.

As each word came to be his question. It felt like your talent was renewed and celebrated in a different perspective. He wanted you to clarify further!

You continued your explanation, offering him the vivid details of how your contributions during this 'event' came to be. As you finished up your story, he seemed to still be jotting down the specifics of your anecdote.

He lets out a yawn as he deliberately dotted the tip of the quill onto the parchment insinuating a period.

"That was interesting." He briefly commented.

[🐊] Mark 'Mayhem' Berskii

Silence remains a law that's inevitable. Simply a slope that none could get out of— especially during times where you'd strike up an idle conversation.

It's an ambitious challenge to converse with the Ultimate Music Producer. To say the least, he's extremely aloof, nearly impossible to approach. His distant demeanour made him tough to converse with. However, it's difficult to imagine how you even got into this situation.

Small talk was futile. Idle chats didn't work on Mark. He did not seem to be fazed by anything you attempted to say to spark up a chat between you both— you'd always be met with an unyielding silence.

Finally, you take matters into your own hands and start to introduce yourself.

Mark didn't seem too interested by your rant, your efforts seemed to be brushed off the more you tried. The only responses are stares— glares, in fact. It's obviously shown that he limits his interactions as much as possible.

You said one last conversation starter. He just gave you a small nod. The bare minimum of a response.

A heavy sigh escaped you. You aren't irritated, rather tired. At least you tried, a nod from Mark Berskii himself? That's well enough for you.

You continued with a subtle end to the conversation, not wanting to push him further. Probably for the best, but you didn't feel too pleased.

"What's your talent again?"

His voice was just as aloof as he is. There was no insinuation of welcome, but you'd gladly answer.

It was hard to believe that was Mark. A small humble smile graces your face as you respond with your talent.

A sentence from Mark Berskii himself?  That's surely something worth celebrating!

[strry4sprkz]

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[y0uareheaven]

Hello, hello! I hope you are having a good day!

May I request something for P:EG?

If so, could you please do Ulysses and Mark with a bubbly, Ultimate Violinist S/O?

A/N: of course! have a great day :) (i said while not being active for one whole year lol, but chapter 1 is gonna be out guyss)

Ultimate Violinist

Ulysses Wilhelm

It was no secret that Ulysses often did whatever you wanted. This included going to your concertos, which was more than a pleasure, considering you were the Ultimate Violinist.

You were currently backstage with your boyfriend, checking to see if everyone you invited had come. As nerve-wracking as it was, you couldn't contain the excitement that was bubbling up inside of you. Whenever you went on stage, the only thing that mattered most was to light up the audience.

However, you were a tiny bit nervous. Okay, maybe more than that, but it was going to be fine. The perfect method to destress before a performance was right next you: talk Ulysses' ear off.

"Ohh, I think those are my cousins there! You know, we used to play house all the time! I was always the cat, though...", you kept blabbering on without a filter stopping you.

The untrained eye would think that Ulysses wasn't interested at all in what you were saying, but that was far from the truth. He was listening intently and occasionally writing something down. Suddenly, he smiles softly and your rambling stops completely.

"You'll do great, I know for a fact you will." His hand finds yours, thumb brushing over your knuckles. These simple actions melt your worries away.

And he was right. You were going to shine on stage.

Mark Berskii

Mark had been working on a new project for months now. No matter what he tried, it didn't sound... complete. He never felt this lost before and it frustrated him. He was ready to forget all about it. Maybe starting fresh was the best thing to do...

Until he heard you practicing on your violin. It struck him: that's what he was missing! His eyes light up and he asks if you could be featured on the track.

"Of course! But wait... are you sure a violin is what you need? Isn't it too classy?" you glide between confident and unsure. "Obviously, it's not that I'm not up for the job, I'm just wondering whether this is a good choice or not... I mean, not to doubt you or anything! You're the expert and-"

You glance at Mark and notice he was staring at you in disbelief, almost frowning. "You're exactly what I need, relax". Well, now you feel kinda stupid for ranting. Mark continues to reassure you though, "Would you do it, please?".

After hearing his plea, you jump in excitement and your violin almost falls to the floor, but is instead caught by Mark. "I will! Do we do it now? Wait, can I practice a bit more though? I still feel a bit rusty, you know yesterday I had to run some errands and didn't have enough time for practice and ughh... that ice cream vendor really tried to rip me off, I'm still semi mad about it."

Now that you started ranting again, it will take some time before Mark can continue producing his song, but... he doesn't mind it. Your hand gestures and facial expressions are cute, and your words make the perfect rhythm.

[frickingnerd]

mark berskii worrying about you

pairing: mark "mayhem" berskii x gn!reader

tags: mentions of murder, mentions of the killing game

mark hadn't seen you all day

the killing game had just started and you had already disappeared

the two of you had gotten to know each other on the train here and had got along well

mark thought you could maybe become his friend, but now you had disappeared

you were the one person he thought he could trust and now you were gone

and he couldn't help but think that maybe someone had killed you…

he was looking for you all day, regularly coming by your room to see if you had made it back

the sun was starting to go down and he still couldn't find you

he was almost convinced that someone had killed you and hid your body, when he finally spotted you, returning to your room! 

"Y/N–!" he called out to you and rushed over, before coming to a halt before you

he stared at you, his body shaking, relieved you were still here

yet he didn't dare touch you or hug you. after all, you two really weren't that close yet…

"i… i couldn't find you and i thought something happened to you…" he confessed and sighed softly, a soft pink covering his cheeks

"i'm so glad you're alive…" 

[itsuji]

Hehe, hi

If I can can I request Desmond Hall and Mark "Mayhem" Berskii (separate) angst with the reader? like they get into an argument regarding the killing game and S/O becomes a victim directly after it? then they realize that S/O was an easy target to the Blackened because they were sobbing over the argument? just some sad stuff.

love your fics btw <3

— tears

a/n: ty for your request!! I love this idea veryvery much!! sorry for the late reply I had to go somewhere!! sorry if the arguments are a little too bad !!

warnings: a bit of cursing in desmonds part. impaled in marks part.

characters: mark “mayhem” berskii, desmond hall. ( jett and kai mentioned as side chars! )

genre: heavy angst ( i love angst sm ty for this request )

Desmond was the type to usher himself away from people, only interacting if forced to. Now he was forced to survive in a killing game, where the chances of survival are thin. When he met you he started worrying about what would happen to him, or you if any of the both of you died.

He sat on the bed which the both of you shared, his shoulders tense, looking at the ground. You entered the room and looked at him “Are you..alright?” You asked him, confused “What if you die, or I die? What’ll happen to you..or even me?” He replied, his voice breaking at the last bit. You softened your eyes and took a seat next to him. “We’ll be alright Des, as long as we’re by each others side.” You comforted him and put a hand on his shoulder, he looked at you and softly smiled, then looked at the ground again, then he stood up. “I’ll make sure we escape. “

your eyes widened, and you took your hand off his shoulder “What the hell do you mean by that?” Desmond looked in your eyes, his eyes were different, full of hate, rage. “It means that I’ll kill someone.” He turned to the door looking like he was leaving, you stood up and grabbed his wrist “Hang on, those are our friends out there Des, you can’t just kill one for the benefit of us!” You rebutted, pulling him back into the dorm, “One life for two, its logic s/o.” He replied pulling back his wrist “Des, wait I need you alive! If you get caught in the trial…then!-“

“Dont, call me Des.”

“Des I cant watch you get executed!”

He clenched his fists in his hand and grabbed your shirt. “CALL ME DES ONE MORE TIME.” He shouted at you, tears brimmed the corner of your eyes. “ s/o, sorry I just-“ you ran out of your shared dorm sobbing. Desmond took a step to run after you, but he knew that he shouldn’t go after you.

————-

Then Desmond got even more worried about you when you didn’t come back at night. He was already in bed, stepping out of the dorm every 5 minutes looking to see if you would come back. His finger tapped against the mattress, he didn’t like silence at all. “Fuck it.” Desmond got out of his bed and put his jacket on and went to look for you.

“s/o? look I’m sorry about the fight we had, please come back.” He said in the hallways, hoping that you would come back soon. He walked in the hallways with a worried look plastered on his face. Thats when a bloody trail appeared before him, was this the reason you didn’t come home? But really could he call this home? He rushed into the dining hall, and thats when he saw your bloody body against the wall, there was blood everywhere, in the kitchen, some on the walls, but Desmond could hardly focus on the crime scene in front of him, he rushed straight towards your body. “ s/o!” He said shaking your body, you looked at him weakly. “Des- I mean Desmond.” His eyes became glassy at the sight of you, he held onto you for dear life, like he depended on it. Which he did. “You can call my Des, it’s okay, it’s okay.” He said, almost breaking down, you sniffed, hugging him back.

“Des, go get others.” You said weakly, tears running down your cheeks, “Not until I’m ready to leave you…who did this?” He asked, finally breaking down. “ Des, you deserve happiness, more than I can give you.” You held his hand, dodging the question. The marksman left the hug and kissed you passionately.

He pulled away from the kiss, and looked at you. “I can’t believe I did this to you.” Guilt overcame Desmond as tears rolled down his cheeks, you wiped them away and cupped his cheek.

“Don’t let this drag you down Des, I love you.”

Desmond watched you pass away. He couldn’t imagine what life would be like without you, and now it was real. The last thing you heard was Desmond screaming your name in rage.

( MY BABY WAAAAA )

Mark laid with you in your shared bed. Thats when you asked a question out of nowhere, “Mark, would you care if I died?” He looked at you, confused. “…Of course I would, why would you ask that?” He replied, “It’s just that..never mind, it’s dumb anyway.” You said, slightly frowning. “…No it’s okay, you can say it.” The music producer wrapped his arm around you.

You sighed, ready for what was about to come, “If you really want me to say it, You seem like you prioritize your music over me, Ever since we’ve been together.” Mark squinted at you. “…No I haven’t, if anything I’ve been spending every half of my day with you since then.” He rebutted, you got out of Marks hold and looked at him and scoffed, “What do you mean half? You spend all day making music! What if I die and your not with me?”

“Dont bring the killing game into this s/o.” Mark replied, already annoyed by your responses. You pulled out of Marks hold and got out of your shared bed, grabbing your bag and your jacket. “…Where are you going?” Mark asked you, also getting out of bed and putting his hands in his pockets “Somewhere, where I can’t see you.” You rushed to the door and pulled the handle, stopping to look back at Mark “If you wanna be alone Mark, Be alone.” You commented before slamming the door.

—————

Mark waited for you at your shared dorm, he even asked Eva, your old roommate who had a newly single dorm after you moved in with Mark, and Kai, one of your close friends in the ‘game.’ “Yo’ Mark, you look worried.” Jett asked the worried music producer from across the room, Mark sighed “….We had a fight and, I don’t know if they’re coming back.” Jett walked over to Marks side of the room, “If ya want, we can go and look for ‘er, it’s almost night anyway.” The racer looked at Mark, who was staring right back at him, “I’ll take that as a yes! Put your jacket on Mark, we’re going!”

“Hey!! vocalist person!! where are you!?” Jett shouted in the courtyard, “…You’re still loud even under that helmet…” Mark replied, squinting at Jett in annoyance. “Sorry man!”

Mark walked in the hallways of Edens Garden Academy, he himself never thought that he would have to look for his own s/o in a killing game. That was when Mark stumbled upon the dining hall, one of the doors were slightly opened, blood on the handle. Mark quickly rushed to open it, but there was nothing but blood on the the table. But that was when he felt something wet on his shoulder.

Mark reached his hand out to touch it, blood. Mark looked up, horrified with what he saw, It was you, your mouth was taped shut, and a spear impaled you, probably how you got stuck to the ceiling. Mark collapsed onto the ground, still looking at your dead body. This…This was his fault, no doubt about it.

-🌹 itsuji

[wwwdotwhatdotcom]

I really liked the Jett x short reader hc. Can I ask the same but with Mark? 😳🙏 love your writing 💕

of course!!! googles mark’s height

mark, and his short partner.

as we know, mark is a very introverted person, and he keeps to himself a lot.

buuuuut, he couldn’t help but find you absolutely adorable!

you’d usually go to him for help with stuff, for some reason… and he had trouble saying no.

nowadays, you do usually need to take initiative and hug him first and stuff, and he’s be absolutely completely flustered!!

however, mark will sometimes just pick you up and hold you, if he even has the strength to….

overall there’s not much i can say other than uh… he’s shy and you my dear reader, are adorable (^_−)−☆

[haisuu]

Hey can you do head canons with Damon, Mark, Wolfgang, and Ulysses were their s/o is like a motive for killing

I’m not exactly sure I did it correctly, but here you go!

Killings, Motives, Love

Damon; Mark; Wolfgang; Ulysses x Reader (separate)

You/Your Pronouns, KM=Killing Motive.

Established Relationship

Side note: The motive in Damon’s section applies to each section.

Summary: You’re the brightest light in their life, what will they do when it’s put at risk? How far will they go? There’s only one way to find out.

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Damon Maitsu With KM!Reader

When he hears the news that if you’re killed, five people may be released from this killing game, his first instinct is to protect you.

And while he does want everyone to escape, he values your life above everyone else’s.

He’s always staying in your room or by your side, worried someone would break in.

Constantly has his hand on your shoulder or around your waist.

And on the very few times he isn’t by your side. He’s always watching anyone who dares to walk to you. Rushing over to pull you away if he thinks your in danger.

Whenever you two hold hands, you can see that he’s clutching it harder than usual.

Sometimes, you do lightly tap his shoulder when he’s doing too much, and then he slowly takes his hand off you.

“I’m sorry, Y/n..but I care about you way too much to lose you.”

Mark Berskii With KM!Reader

Holds your hand so hard sometimes that it turns red-

If you request some time alone, he will reluctantly but respectfully give it to you.

Makes relaxing beats in order to calm either of you down.

If his cuddles weren’t tight before, they were definitely tight now.

You may have to tell him to loosen his grip!

Needs a ton of reassurance before letting you go on your own.

He still keeps an eye on you to make sure you’re safe though!

“You are my lover, and I can’t ever imagine losing you…so please, stay with me.”

Wolfgang Akire With KM!Reader

His mindset has been set on bringing justice to everything. But he can’t ever imagine a world without you in it.

When you two are alone, he triple checks if the doors are locked.

Can only leave you alone for two minutes before he’s running to you. (To make sure you’re safe, and so he can spend more time with you!)

Kisses you with more fervor, treating every kiss like it’s the last one he’ll experience with you.

Is willing to sacrifice himself in order to make sure you stay alive.

Occasionally, when you two are alone, you may find him silently crying over the fact that you two may not escape together.

“We’ll be fine..I hope. I’ll do my best to protect you…”

Ulysses Wilhelm With KM!Reader

He already has a terrible sleep schedule, he’ll be pulling all nighters consistently without your help!

It’s the one thing that he thinks about at night, only your cuddles are able to soothe his mind.

Never breaks up apart from you, ever! (Unless you’re in the bathroom, I’m which you get your privacy!)

He looks at you sometimes and just cries softly, knowing that the chances that you’ll be here forever are very slim..

Has recurring nightmares of leaving you for a few seconds only to come back and find your corpse lying on the ground.

“Y/n…don’t leave me..I beg you, if I have to go through hell and back in order to be with you I’ll go through it.”

I’m so sorry that this took so long! I’ve been very unmotivated and so this has taken so long..unfortunately other requests will probably take just as much time so please be patient!

All in all, I hope you have a good day, and take care of yourself!

[webraciszekbastion]

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Master Detective Archives: Rain Code

Yuma Kokohead:

☔ Some Headcanons from Rain Code ☔☕

Shinigami:

☔ Some Headcanons from Rain Code ☔☕

Kurumi Wendy:

☔ Some Headcanons from Rain Code ☔☕

Yakou Furio:

☔ Some Headcanons from Rain Code ☔☕

👻 Yakou Furio x Reader who is a Horror Fanatic 💀☕🍪

Vivia Twilight:

☔ Some Headcanons from Rain Code ☔☕

📖 Vivia Twilght x Baker!Reader 🥐☕🍪

📖 Vivia Twilight x Artist!Male!Reader 🎨☕🍪

Halara Nightmare:

☔ Some Headcanons from Rain Code ☔☕

Fubuki Clockford:

☔ Some Headcanons from Rain Code ☔☕

Desuhiko Thunderbolt:

☔ Some Headcanons from Rain Code ☔☕

Zilch Alexander:

☔ Some Headcanons from Rain Code ☔☕

Pucci Lavmin:

☔ Some Headcanons from Rain Code ☔☕

Aphex Logan:

☔ Some Headcanons from Rain Code ☔☕

Melamie Goldmine:

☔ Some Headcanons from Rain Code ☔☕

Zange Eraser:

☔ Some Headcanons from Rain Code ☔☕

Yomie Hellsmile:

Martina Electro:

Seth Burroughs:

Guillaume Hall:

Makoto Kagutsuchi:

All Master Detectives:

All Peacekeepers:

All Characters:

Project Eden's Garden

Damon Maitsu:

📖 Fem s/o Ultimate Novelist who works non-stop, without taking breaks. 📖 ☕🍪

Cassidy Amber:

Desmond Hall:

Diana Venicia:

Eloise Taulner:

Eva Tsunaka:

Grace Madison:

Ingrid Grimwall:

Jean DeLamer:

Jett Dawson:

Kai Monteago:

Mark "Mayhem" Berskii:

Toshiko Kayura(Only Platonic):

Ulysses Wilhelm:

Wenona:

Wolfgang Akire:

All Characters:

Danganronpa Despair Time

Teruko Tawaki:

Xander Matthews:

Charles Cuevas:

Ace Markey:

Arei Nageishi:

Rose Lacroix:

Hu Jing:

Eden Tobisa:

Levi Fontana:

📖 Fem s/o Ultimate Novelist who works non-stop, without taking breaks. 📖 ☕🍪

Arturo Giles:

Min Jeung:

Veronika Grebenshchikova:

J Rosales:

Whit Young:

Nico Hakobyan:

All Characters:

Danganronpa F: Shattered Hope

Enigma:

Cancel:

Yaxi:

Grisp:

Cross:

Scarlet:

Moraiteru:

Pocket:

📖 Fem s/o Ultimate Novelist who works non-stop, without taking breaks. 📖 ☕🍪

Corza:

Rock:

Rox:

Twin:

Rissi:

Anon:

All Characters:

My suggestions for the real names of the characters 🧋

Super Danganronpa Another

Yuki Maeda/Utsuro:

Akane Taira:

Ayame Hatano:

Haruhiko Kobashikawa

Kakeru Yamaguchi:

Kanata Inori:

Kinji Uehara:

Kiyoka Maki:

Kizuna Tomori:

Mikako Kurokawa:

Mitsuhiro Higa:

Rei Mekaru:

Satsuki Iranami:

Teruya Otori:

Tsurugi Kinjo:

Yamato Kisaragi:

All Characters:

Super Danganronpa Another 2

Sora:

Emma Magorobi:

Hajime Makunouchi:

Hibiki Otonokoji:

Iroha Nijiue:

Kanade Otonokoji:

Kokoro Mitsube:

Mikado Sannoji:

Nikei Yomiuri:

Setsuka Chiebukuro:

Shinji Kasai:

Shobai Hashimoto:

Teruya Otori V2:

Yoruko Kabuya:

Yuki Maeda:

Yuri Kagarin:

All Characters:

Danganronpa (He)Artless Deceit

Akira Hayasaka:

Chiemi Hattori:

Chou Yoshida:

Hideyoshi Kurosawa:

Itsumi "Bani" Yoko:

Izanami Hoshimiya:

Katsuhiko Minamoto:

Kiyoshi Fujioka:

Kyouran Murashita:

Otome Hanayama:

Rei Fukuno:

Satoru Tachibana:

Shion Morita:

Takeshi Yamamoto:

Tomoya Morita:

Yumeo Arakawa:

Denshi Shigenobu:

All Characters:

Your Turn to Die

Sara Chidouin:

Joe Tazuna:

Keiji Shinogi:

Kanna Kizuchi(Only Platonic):

Q-taro Burgerberg:

Sou Hiyori:

Reko Yabusame:

Nao Egokoro:

Kai Satou:

Gin Ibushi(Only Platonic):

Kazumi Mishima:

Alice Yabusame:

Ranmaru Kageyama:

Hinako Mishuku(Only Platonic):

Naomichi Kurumada:

Mai Tsurugi:

Anzu Kinashi:

Shunsuke Hayasaka:

Sue Miley:

Tia Safalin:

Rio Ranger:

Gashu:

Midori:

Meister:

All Characters:

All Floor Masters:

[aceofsweets]

Haha. Yeah. [ 🔑 ]

[y0uareheaven]

NO BUT IVE HAD THIS IN MY HEAD FOR A LONG TIME AND I NEED SOMEONE TO WROTE IT FOR ME!!!

people: mark berskii, damon maitsu, wolfgang

In the KG while they sleep, they dream of the reader dying, then straight after they rush to the readers room 🥺

A/N: i wrote this as headcanons since i thought it would get pretty repetitive. also, for the sake of it, pretend they have an extra key to enter the room or something.

call it uh... boyfriend privilege.

Nightmares

Damon Maitsu

— he expected not being able to sleep peacefully on the first night in the killing game

— but he didn't expect getting such a violent dream, with you dying

— the image was terrifying enough to wake him up

— as much as he wanted to rush right at your door to make sure everything was fine, he couldn't bring himself to do it

— at least not in the state he was in, he needed to calm down first

— but the thoughts wouldn't let him breathe

— so he stealthily walks into your room

— 'just a little check up' he told himself

— unfortunately for him, you were also awake and surprised to see him here

— "damon? it's 3 am... what are you doing here?"

— oh, he fucked up

— he couldn't say the truth! that would be too embarrassing

— "i uh... realized i forgot to give you a goodnight... kiss"

Wolfgang Akire

— nightmares weren't a new experience

— but this particular one had a different effect: it was you

— therefore, he wakes up in the middle of the night, sweating

— were you fine? he had to find out

— heading to your room, he felt more and more anxious for the sight he might have to witness

— upon seeing you peacefully breathing and sleeping, all the built up tension disappears

— he sits on the floor, with his head leaning on the mattress

— 'maybe i'll just stay here for a few minutes'

— observing your face, his breathing starts matching yours

— he unintentionally falls asleep there

— although all his muscles were sore in the morning, he didn't regret it

Mark Berskii

— he barely gets any sleep already

— and when he does, it's a cruel nightmare?

— while slightly panicking, he weighs out the pros and cons of going to your room this late at night

— pros: he'd check up on you, possibly sleep next to you

— cons: maybe you'd think he's too clingy?

— he still ends up worrying about your safety

— he takes his own blanket, then does as planned

— he was relieved to see you well, even if he knew it was just a dream

— after that, he lays next to you, with one hand hugging your waist

— surely, he was going to sleep way better here

[ghostycritter]

[ PROJECT: Eden's Garden Masterlist ☆ ]

• POST CHATTER SILENCE - the quietness of small talk [ Wolfgang, Grace, Ulysses, Mark ]

[frickingnerd]

Project Eden's Garden Masterlist

Damon Maitsu

yandere damon maitsu - headcanons

damon crushing on you - headcanons

kisses with damon maitsu - headcanons

cuddling with damon - headcanons

first date with damon - headcanons

teasing damon maitsu - headcanons

making damon maitsu happy - headcanons

Wolfgang Akire

yandere wolfgang akire - headcanons

wolfgang akire nsfw headcanons - headcanons

Kai Monteago

kai monteago dating the ultimate fashionista - headcanons

kai monteago crushing on you - headcanons

kai monteago stealing your first kiss - headcanons

kisses with kai monteago - headcanons

Mark "Mayhem" Berskii

mark berskii worrying about you - headcanons

Jett Dawson

jett dawson with an easily scared s/o - headcanons

jett dawson comforting his s/o - headcanons

Ulysses Wilhelm

yandere ulysses wilhelm - headcanons

ulysses getting help confessing to you - headcanons

first kiss with ulysses wilhelm - headcanons

ulysses working with the ultimate novelist - headcanons

ulysses wilhelm nsfw headcanons - headcanons

Jean DeLamer

yandere jean delamer - headcanons

jean delamer with a chubby & short s/o - headcanons

Desmond Hall

desmond hall with a sensitive s/o - headcanons

Eva Tsunaka

dating eva tsunaka - headcanons

yandere eva tsunaka - headcanons

Grace Madison

dating grace madison - headcanons

yandere grace madison - headcanons

grace madison confessing to you - headcanons

confessing to grace madison - headcanons

grace with a s/o who likes her attitude - headcanons

grace dating the ultimate psychologist - headcanons

Toshiko Kayura

toshiko kayura with the ultimate heartbreaker - headcanons

Diana Venicia

diana venicia helping you get ready for a date - headcanons

Eloise Taulner

dating eloise taulner - headcanons

yandere eloise taulner - headcanons

Ingrid Grimwall

ingrid grimwall proposing to you - headcanons

Cassidy Amber

dating cassidy amber - headcanons

Wenona

yandere wenona - headcanons

flirting with wenona - headcanons

[itsuji]

— helpless - New Years Special!

just an authors note: i am incredibly obsessed with hamilton songs that im turning them into fanfiction lmao, happy new year anyways lets get onto it!’

characters: damon maitsu, wolfgang akire ( might be ooc ), mark berskii, grace madison, ( cassidy, diana mentioned as a side characters )

genre: fluff, short drabble

scenario: in which the reader/character falls in love with the character/reader in the New Years Eve ‘party’ and becomes helpless.

written after prologue release!

The first time Damon laid his eyes on you, he treated you like everyone else. But in that party, he swore you got prettier. He couldn’t help but stare at you for the rest of the evening,

Lets be real, you weren’t dumb you noticed. Every time you would look at him he would always turn away and try to hide the blush on his face. Thats when you got the idea, when it turned midnight, you would kiss him.

The New Years Eve party was the only time Tozu let everyone check the time, one time only. Everyone stood in front of the tiny clock in front of them, Mark, Damon, you and some others in the back, not wanting to crowd around too much,

12:59 December 31st 2022

1:00 January 1st 2023

Everyone cheered as loud as they could, Cassidy took out some Christmas Crackers left over from last year, the loud sound distracted Damon, thats when you had your chance. You cupped his cheeks and quickly pecked him on the lips.

“ Happy New Year, Damon. “

“ What just happened. “

he was truly helpless.

Wolfgang, ‘the Lawyer Man’ — what Cassidy called him — was one of the most handsome people you’ve ever met, and definitely one of the most emotionally invested. It was the New Years Party, the only time ‘The Great Tozu’ allowed them to see real world time. Everyone had to attend, no murders allowed. You took off your jacket which you normally wore everyday. You took a loot at yourself in the mirror, and god damn, you swore something changed. Maybe you shouldn’t wear your jacket anymore, maybe next year.

You entered the dining hall, and and everyone was shocked to see you. “You look so pretty without it!“ Diana complimented. “ t’s really not a big deal“ You replied. Thats when Cassidy turned on the radio, and an upbeat song played “Aw, dang it we missed it!” The countdown was already over by the time the radio was fixed. “ Lamest New Year ever. “ Grace grumbled beside you.

Your eyes darted around the room, looking at everyones tired faces. Thats when Wolfgang stood up and took a seat next to you, “ You look really nice this evening Mx ( L/N ). “ He complimented

You grinned softly, “ Thanks, Akire. “ you replied. “ …Do you wanna get out of here? “ He asked as he turned around to face you.

thank god he asked, thank god the feeling was mutual too.

Mark Berskii wasn’t the type to take a liking to anyone, but at the New Years makeshift ‘party.’ something changed. The way you swiftly moved around the kitchen, the way you smiled when the others took their leftover Christmas Crackers, he felt his heart warm.

Everyones eyes stared deeply at the tiny clock on the kitchen counter, However Marks eyes were the only ones focused on you. When it hit 1:00AM everyone cheered and put their hands up, he saw your face get elbowed by Cassidy and went to your aid.

You were by the fridge alone getting an icepack for what would be a new bruise. “ Are you alright? I saw that. “ Mark asked as he walked up to you, you turned to him as you put the icepack on your face “ I’m alright, It’s just a bruise anyway. “ you replied “ If you say so. “

might not look like it, but he was helpless.

Grace Madison is one of the last people you think would be interested in you, you were her rival and grace was yours. You didn’t notice her interest until the New Years Party. You entered the dining hall and everyone seemed to be talking to eachother about their New Years Resolutions. That’s when you spotted Grace Madison and Toshiko Kayura talking to eachother alone in the kitchen. Grace the love of your life was talking to the very person she called ‘gremlin’ they didn’t look like they were arguing either. So you decided to spy on them, you walked into the kitchen and acted like you were taking a brownie from the counter.

“ When do I, y’know do it? “

“ Thats for you to decide, but I suggest you do it before New Year comes. “

“ …What if they say no? “

“ Then you can guarantee my title as the Ultimate Matchmaker, lamented. “

You took one of the brownies from the tray and left with what you heard. Toshiko said that her title as Ultimate Matchmaker would be gone if the thing that Grace would to failed, you quickly assembled the pieces of the puzzle. Grace Madison liked someone in this room. Now its your job to find out who exactly she likes, you were snapped out of your thoughts when Cassidy shouted that it was 12:59. Your eyes turned to the tiny clock on the dining table, thats when you felt a tap on your shoulder. “ Hey soybean, I just wanted you to know that I really li- “

“HAPPY NEW YEAR!” Cassidy shouted, cutting the golfer off “damn gamer. “ The golfer grumbled, thats when you realized, grace was down bad for you, or in other words,

she was simply helpless.

finally done! I would’ve finished this earlier but its new year so you get it!!

- 🌹 itsuji

[y0uareheaven]

Ohohohoh....how about...Wolfgang, Ulysses and Mark having an S/O who's the Ultimate Unlucky Student, they have luck so impressively bad that even breaking their legs are a normal day for them

A/N: thanks for the request! the scenarios take place in the regular world since there's more to work with. hope you enjoy!

The Ultimate Unlucky Student

Ulysses Wilhelm

You burst into your boyfriend's office with a wide grin plastered on your face. It was about time he took a break from his neverending work, anyway. The main motive was your craving for attention and you knew the perfect way to spend time together: visiting Ulysses' favorite history museum!

Upon noticing his eyebags, you move behind him to massage his shoulders. "Is the project coming together?"

"More or less..." He narrows his eyes at the papers in front of him. You could sense Ulysses' stress and it made you even more determined to put the plan into action.

"Shouldn't you be resting?" he spins his chair, now facing you fully. "Don't worry about it, a little bump to the head is nothing." "And what about the leg you broke...." he stops mid sentence, scanning the notes in his notebook, "...last Thursday?" "That's old news already! Plus, today is not about me. I want to take you out on a date so you can clear your mind."

Ulysses thinks deeply about your idea, before giving in. At the slight signal, you grab his hand and make your way to the planned location.

Everything was going well. The historian seemed to enjoy seeing the (already known) displays, especially the ones about Ancient Greece and Rome. But your luck will always be the same.

While pointing excitedly at a vase, you stumble upon your own feet, making you lose your balance. Moments away from collapsing right on it and smashing it in pieces, two hands hold you back by your waist. "Let's be more careful with that... it's irreplaceable."

Wolfgang Akire

Busy with tending to your plants, you hear a loud noise, followed by the vibration of your phone. You pick it up and answer the call, seeing that it's from your boyfriend.

"Y/N? Are you home right now?" his voice came out rushed and slightly muffled, probably by his hands. "Yes, did something happen?".

You knew he had a court hearing today, around this time. So, why was he calling? Shouldn't he still be preparing? "I forgot a file in the top drawer of my desk. Could you bring it over until my break, please?"

Those words shocked you, he never forgets things. Your voice comes out as a soft chuckle, "That's a surprise, but worry not. Your knight in shining armor will come to the rescue!" As you end the call, you hurry into his office and follow his instructions. He forgot to specify which file, since the drawer had a pile of papers. You grab the first one, hoping for the best.

When you reach the court, the break had already started. Wolfgang was striding along the room, waiting for your arrival. Upon noticing the doors opening, he rushes to your side.

"Here it is!" you hand him the document, and he eyes it thoroughly. "Y/N... This is the wrong one..." Your eyes widen as your shoulders slump slightly "I should've expected this to happen..."

You lower your head, but Wolfgang rises it back by the chin. You can't help but stare into his eyes, amazed by the calmness he was showing. "It's not your fault, and don't worry. The file you brought me will do too."

Mark Berskii

It was one of the few days in which Mark left the house. You thought it would be a good time to surprise him by cleaning his studio. Everything went south when the headphones fell to the ground, breaking apart. The mess you made was making you feel horrible: they were his favorites. You had to fix it... somehow.

The nearest store didn't have any in stock, just your luck. The website was down for some hours now, and when it came back on, you ordered a pair at the speed of light.

Just to be safe, you also tried taping and gluing the headphones (obviously, to no success). The rollercoaster of emotions you were going through was taking its toll on you. Annoyance, and embarrassment, they were all infuriating. But most importantly, you felt pity and sadness for yourself.

The sound of the door opening makes you instantly turn your head. Mark was tired already as it is, how can you break the news to him? He notices your loss of words and cocks his head to the side questioningly.

"I... wanted to clean your studio a bit, but then I accidentally broke your headphones... And..." you cover your face, on the verge of tears. Mark hurries to loosely embrace you, giving you the space to turn away if you wanted to.

"I can get a better pair..." he strokes your back gently. "Well, about that..." you bite your lower lip, thinking about all the events of today. "I already ordered the same kind."

Luckily, your package didn't get lost, and even arrived later that day. The only issue was that instead of a green accent color, you got pink.

[itsuji]

— making it official

a/n: I’m making myself CEO of Damon and you cant tell me no.

characters: damon maitsu. ( cassidy, diana, kai, jett, mark, wolfgang and toshiko mentioned as side charcters. )

scenario: the reader feels neglected by damon, so he does a special thing to make you feel loved.

genre: angst to fluff

au!: Edens Island.

warning: he seems a little ooc to me, so quick warning for that wbwbwbw

Damon was the type of guy to always be private, never telling anyone his secrets. You were one of them, you were the only person he could ever open up to, but some days it didn’t feel like it. Sure he talked with you a little bit, but you felt like the spark between you two was fading.

Damon has just been dragged into the water by Kai and Jett. Leaving you under on of the umbrellas at the beach sitting down on one of the mats. “Hey y/n!” Diana waved, taking a seat next to you, “Those boys sure are fun.” She commented, looking at them playing like kids in the water, you sighed in reply. “Speaking of boys, I’ve been talking to Toshiko and we both agree that you should be in a relationship!” Diana suggested, looking back at you. You looked at Diana in confusion “You mean, one of the boys…” You looked around the island, “On this island?”

“Yes! C’mon it’ll be fun! Just one tiny date won’t hurt!” Diana’s words made you think, you and Damon weren’t that serious at all, at least thats what you thought, you took a quick look at Damon, he didn’t look like he was going back soon. You sighed turning back to Diana “Sure, why not?” You replied, smiling. “Great! I’ll go get Toshiko!” The cosmetologist smiled as you watched her run off.

——-

You, Diana and Toshiko walked across the beach, scouting for boys. “Hmm, Toshiko, besides Kai, Damon and Jett who would Y/n fit with?” Diana asked the petite girl, the matchmaker was silent for a while then gave her answer. “I believe that either…Mark or Wolfgang would fit.” You choked on the water you were drinking. “Wolfgang?!” You shouted, covering your mouth in embarrassment.

Wolfgang walked up to you, “Yes Mx Y/N?” He asked curiously, Diana went on her tiptoes and whispered something in Wolfgang’s ear, making you even more red faced, putting your face in your hands. “Ah, I see.” He replied to Diana, while looking at you. Diana went back to her own height and grabbed Toshiko by her wrist. “Have fun Y/N!” She greeted before running away, leaving you and Wolfgang alone. “Would you want to go inside?” He asked you, putting a hand out. You looked at it, hesitating. “Sure!”

Little did you know someone was watching the both of you, frowning.

——

Wolfgang and you sat on bar chairs next to the kitchen island. “To be honest with you Mx Y/N, this is my first time with someone, alone.” He said, breaking the silence between you two. “Me too actually…” You replied, fiddling with your sleeve. “Would you like to watch a movie?” He suggested.

“Of course!” You replied.

——

You sat in the bed of your shared dorm with Damon, he entered the room and closed the door. Looking for his jacket, “You looking for something?” You asked the debater, he stayed silent. “Hello? Damon?” You folded your arms, standing up from your shared bed and walking to him. The debater took his jacket from off one of the shelves and went to leave, you grabbed his wrist, making him look back at you, “If you need to say something, say it.”

“…What were you doing with Wolfgang?” He asked you, letting go of your hand and facing you. “I-“ You looked at your feet “I was….we were just talking!” The debater ran a hand across his face and took a seat on the bed. “…What did I do wrong?” He looked at you, worried about your relationship. You walked over and took a seat next to him, “It’s just that, ever since we’ve been on this island you’ve barely been talking to me.” You admitted, Damon looked at you and moved closer. “If it helps then, we can talk more?” Damon suggested, “But how? How can we talk while ‘this’ whole thing is a secret.” You rambled, making gestures as you talk. Damon was silent, he looked at the floor.

Suddenly his eyes widened, he looked at you carefully before standing up and holding out his hand to you. “Come with me.” You looked at him confused. “What? Why?” unhappy with your answer, Damon reached out and grabbed your hand with his own, and exited the room. “Where are we going? If we’re going somewhere shouldn’t you let me go?” You asked him as he made himself over to the living room where some of the cast were seated.

Damon grabbed your waist and kissed you in front of everyone, you could hear everyones reactions from behind you. “H-hang on, bargain bin and Y/N are together!?” Cassidy exclaimed “I’d expect nothing less! After all Damon and Y/N are meant to be together after all! “ Toshiko chuckled under her fan. “S-so you two are, like…” Kai pointed at the both of you before continuing “-together?!” He was clearly in shock. “No we’re not, we didn’t just kiss eachother for nothing.” Damon commented, before rolling his eyes sarcastically. “Don’t be mean to Kai, Damon.” You put a hand in front of him, stopping him from any more comments.

-🌹 itsuji