#lu colors x reader

[misspelledwordswizard]

THE COLORS WERE SO CUTE EVEN THOUGH I IMAGINE IT WOULD BE CHAOS IF THEY TRY TO WOO THE READER BECAUSE THEY ALL HAVE DIFFERENT WAYS OF DOING IT AND THEY COLLIDE WITH EACH OTHER JAJSJJSWNSJUAJSJDJW 💚❤️💙💜🖤

Yeay I love writing for the colors, I love chaos! Ok, this was supposed to come out a few days ago, but there are some unforeseen issues. Hope you like it <3

Doing it right

I was finishing getting ready in the morning when I heard a knock on the door of the room in the inn where we was staying, which I found strange, considering the conditions. I had gone to bed very late, as I had spent the entire night reading a book that captivated me, so I woke up only an hour ago, at eleven in the morning. Therefore, I did not expect that any of the boys would still be there. In theory, they should all be spread out across the village we arrived at yesterday, with a lot to explore and search for.  

Even without understanding, I went to the door, bracing myself for the possibility that it might not be any of the heroes either. When I opened it, my gaze naturally went a little lower, that’s when I came across the Blacksmith there, looking at me with a cheerful smile.  

No, that was not Four, but Green, one of his parts. I was surprised to see him separated in broad daylight. I thought he was waiting to tell his brothers about his special ability. If he’s here, it must be important. 

— Good morning, did you sleep well? – He began, before I could say anything. – You must be hungry, you missed breakfast and it’s already lunchtime. I thought maybe you’d like to join me? I found a lovely restaurant nearby. 

— Oh, um... – I am indeed hungry, and it was endearing how confident the boy was, but the fact that he was suddenly separated makes me uneasy. Still, having his company during lunch sounds great and I couldn’t help but smile at the suggestion. – Of course, I’d love to! 

He seemed even happier, and I thought it best to leave my questions for later, I don’t want to ruin this. I finally stepped out of the doorway and closed it behind me, ready to follow the blond to the place he mentioned. I’m excited for this, as much as I love Champion’s food, I miss eating at restaurants every now and then.   

I followed the shorter boy out of the inn, as I thought, none of the other boys were around, not even the other colors, which made me even more intrigued and curious about the whole thing. Every time I had met them so far, they had been together, it was unusual to see them so far apart.  

Finally, at the restaurant mentioned above, I was enchanted by the architecture of the place, which had large glass walls that allowed a beautiful view of the lovely little street and a wooden structure that made the place cozy. This whole village was really very beautiful and peaceful, from what I could see. We sat at a table for two in the center, thanks to this I had a view of the front of the restaurant and one of its sides, while I had my back to the other. Green sat in front of me, he was smiling and excited, he seemed happy to be here. Well, I can understand him, the place was amazing.  

I entertained myself looking at the menu, lost in the many options. The place also offered breakfast, which looked divine, I will have to come back here another day to try it. Looking through the dishes, I came across one that I liked, but that served two people, so I immediately thought about the possibility of sharing it with Green. 

When I turned my attention to him to comment on it, he seemed a little... distracted. He was looking at something behind me, his face didn’t look good at all as he looked with a certain desperation at whatever it was. Combining my curiosity with the sudden noises I heard coming from that same direction, outside the restaurant, I was about to turn around to see, but my attention was once again caught by the blond man in front of me. 

— Hey, look at this dish! – He said, pointing to something on the menu, which when I looked at it was... water? – You know what, you can go ahead and order if you want, I’m going to the bathroom, I’ll be back in a minute! 

He hurriedly left the table, his eyes never leaving whatever was behind me, but by that point I had already lost interest, with my hunger screaming louder for me to order something right away. The noises seemed to get even louder outside, but I was too focused on reading each ingredient of each dish and evaluating my possibilities. 

I only took my eyes off the paper when I saw the blond sit down again in front of me, raising my eyes momentarily to confirm his presence, going back to reading, only to look back at him abruptly when I realized what I saw. 

In front of me was no longer Green, that was Red, with his smile and sweet gaze, looking at me as if nothing had happened, but what really caught my attention was his state.  His beautiful blond locks were disheveled, with dirt, leaves, and even twigs stuck in them, his face was scratched, as if he had gotten into a fight with a skittish cat, his clothes were dirty and wrinkled, his breathing was irregular, and other things that made it look like he had gotten into a fight with a wild boar, run away from it, and then rolled down a hill after tripping over a rock. Come to think of it, that’s quite possible. 

— Oh, hi, my goodness, who would have thought I would find you here! Hey, taking advantage of this coincidence, do you want to go for a walk with me? We could have a picnic! 

— Oh, well, the thing is that Green... 

— Don’t mind him, he must have had a stomach ache and went back to the inn, come on, there’s the perfect place for us to go! 

Red said, looking like a happy child, stood up and took my hand, leading me out of the restaurant. Oh, goodbye, dear food, I’ll be back tomorrow! I followed the blond almost out of the village area, where there was plenty of vegetation and trees, but our objective seemed to be in reality a peak near the limits of the place, which was divinely touched by the sun and had a few trees and bushes on top, which made the place very rewarding to be.  

 When we finally reached the top, I had an incredible view of the entire village, and there, under the shade of the largest tree there, there was a picnic set up, ready for us to enjoy, full of fruits, sweets, and various drinks. Oh, how great! I wouldn’t even have to wait for the food to arrive like at the restaurant. 

Even though I was anxious to eat, I stayed there, standing, enjoying both the beautiful view and the gentle breeze that seemed like a reward after the effort of climbing up here. The hero in red was next to me, doing the same as me. These calm and peaceful moments had become somewhat rare on our long journey, so I began to appreciate them more than ever. 

— I’m so happy to be here with you today... – Red started to speak, I remained attentive, but still focused on the view of the horizon in front of me. – You know, I’ve been thinking- Ahhhh! 

The boy’s voice faded, becoming distant after his cry of surprise, making me turn around at the same moment to know what had happened, and then, once again, in the place where the hero in red should have been, his other part, Blue, was. The same one, with his breathing irregular as if he had run a marathon and a few scratches here and there, looking victoriously at something behind me, which, when following the direction his eyes pointed, I saw a bush further down the hill. 

Finally, he seemed to realize my presence, straightening up, coughing lightly to clear his throat and giving me a confident smile. 

— What a coincidence to see you here, oh, it seems Red was a little busy, you know how that airhead is, right? 

— Good morning to you too, Blue. Let me guess, you have an amazing place to show me? 

— What? Noooo... – He said with a weak smile. – Okay, yes, I do, but it’s way better than anything these idiots prepare! 

I could only laugh, not like I was making fun of them, I’m just finding it intriguing, funny, and even kind of cute how each of the boys were acting today. It makes me wonder what happened to Four. Maybe he was indecisive about what to have for lunch. 

— Okay, let’s go, you can tell me what it is on the way. 

We continued, walking the entire path I had taken earlier to climb the summit, but not before I grabbed a strawberry from the nearby picnic basket, just like the other two had done before. Blue led me by the hand, heading deeper and deeper into the bustling village. It wasn’t long before the sounds of crowds could be heard around us, and I soon realized that we were close to the center. I really wanted to stop by today. I heard the owner of the inn say that this place gets very busy on the weekends, with a lively little market full of activities and different foods to try. 

I soon got excited too. All the excitement of the city was energizing and made a great contrast with the calm environment before. The food stalls immediately caught my attention, the smell of different foods invaded me, making my stomach growl for the fiftieth time today.  There were also several game stalls with prizes to be won, and as interested in eating as I was at the moment, the hero’s interest in winning these games was clear, so I just followed along as he made his way to the archery game. 

— Look, I’ll get that one for you! – He said confidently, pointing to a blue shark plush, very big and cute. I smiled foolishly at that. 

It was a simple game, you paid a small amount and they gave you a bow and three arrows, three attempts to hit the center, and then take the prize. Blue seemed confident, and rightly so, with all the experience accumulated in his adventures, hitting the center of a stationary target would be like child’s play, but even so he seemed very focused while aiming, after all, he would hate to be too confident and miss, even if only one of the arrows. 

The moment he shot the arrow I felt a soft touch on my left shoulder, which made me turn around just in time and end up missing his eventual hit. The blue eyes mixed with violet caught me by surprise, hypnotizing me, while the bearer of them gave me a calm and serene smile. 

— I finally found you, come on, we’re already late, at this rate we won’t have enough time to appreciate this. – Vio’s voice was soft and calm as he led me by the hand, without further explanation, to the goddess knows where. 

— Here, see, I said I would get it for... you? – I could hear Blue’s voice in the distance, turning to try to see him, but he was already lost in the crowd we were leaving behind. 

Without many options, I just kept going, further and further away from all the noise in the center of the village. I sighed, a little tired from all the walking I’d been through. It must be around three in the afternoon now and I still hadn’t eaten anything, I hope Vio is taking me somewhere with food. 

The most surprising thing so far is that I haven’t run into any of the other boys so far, which is lucky, I wouldn’t know how to explain why Four was wearing a single color outfit and acting “strange”. When we finally stopped walking, in front of our destination, I felt a little disappointed. A library. I mean, I love reading, I love books, I love libraries, Vio definitely knows what I like... but I really wish I could eat something right now. 

The hero took steps forward, ready to enter the place, but stopped when he noticed that I had fallen behind, still looking at the place, wondering if I would have time to stop somewhere to get something before we went in. Seemingly reading my mind, Vio laughed softly and approached me again. 

— Don’t worry, there’s a coffee shop inside, you’ll like it. 

A smile has never appeared so quickly on my face. Books and coffee? The combination of gods! I quickly began to walk excitedly towards the place, being followed by the blond who laughed at my childish excitement. 

Finally, with a nice cappuccino and a croissant in hand, I was able to sit at a comfortable table, with a good book and with the pleasant company of Vio by my side, who, not content with just one, had a pile of books on the table, that he intended to read, and a cup of tea. 

I was able to enjoy this moment of peace in the day, with my stomach happy to finally be fed, feeling satisfied, although still somewhat lost in thoughts that blocked my focus on the words on the page. As good as it was to be able to have a moment alone with each of the four colors, I still felt like something was missing. Maybe it was because this competition between them took away precious time that we could have spent together, or maybe it was also because they weren’t together, it felt wrong. 

 Well, this peace didn’t last long, of course. Soon three identical boys burst into the library, causing a commotion that earned them a good scolding from the others who were there to read. But as soon as they saw me and Vio sitting in a corner of the place, they came towards us, not happy at all. 

— Vio, you traitor! How dare you? – Blue was the first to complain, taking care to keep his tone controlled so as not to end up getting another scolding. 

— Well, you’re no saint either. Don’t forget that you pushed me down a hill! – Red retorted. 

— The three of you started a fight outside the restaurant, and when I went to see, you stole she from me, Red! Your saintly face doesn’t fool me. – Green seemed, in fact, upset. 

Of course, by now, I already knew what all this was about; they didn’t even try to hide it, after all. But anyway, I hate seeing them fighting, and I hate even more that I’m the reason for it, it just makes me think about how Four was having this problem because of me. 

— Okay, enough of this, you four! This is all getting ridiculous. I understand that you wanted to do different things, I understand that you wanted some time alone, but that’s no reason for all this fighting. 

I started and they fell silent looking at me, almost embarrassed, but I honestly didn’t even know what to say next, I didn’t want to seem exaggerated or annoying, especially when I can see that there’s something serious bothering them and that’s why they’re acting like this. 

Apparently, there was no need for me to say anything else, the four boys looked at each other, they seemed to have a mutual understanding, which made me wonder if they didn’t have some kind of twin telepathy or something. The moment of silence lasted for a while, but before I could ask what was happening, I saw something I hadn’t witnessed until then. 

I saw Green reach for his sword and then suddenly they all merged, turning back into Four.  In the middle of the library, which may not have been the smartest thing to do, but he didn’t seem to care much, especially since there was no one around at the time. 

Seeing Four in front of me was somewhat of a relief, as it meant he was no longer in internal conflict. I wonder what could have happened for that. 

— I want to apologize for my behavior today. I was so worried and indecisive about how to do this in the best way, that I ended up making you uncomfortable and dragging you around the village. 

I wanted to tell him that it was okay, that I hadn’t really bothered him. I enjoyed spending time with the colors, I always enjoyed spending time with them. But the blacksmith continued before I could do so. 

— The truth is that I’ve been thinking about it a lot lately, and I finally know that I’m ready now. Spending this day with you, even with all the problems I caused myself, was amazing, being by your side is always wonderful, and I also realized that I don’t need to be as nervous about it as I was. – He paused, looking away shyly before taking a deep breath and looking at me, with those blue eyes that reflected the other colors, with his cheeks and the tips of his ears slightly pink. — Do you want to go out with me? 

I was quiet for a moment, probably looking like an idiot, too surprised to answer. So that’s what this was about? I felt my chest beat faster as a silly smile formed on my lips. 

— Yes, I would love to. 

[malu-web]

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[trippygalaxy]

His (Metal) Rose

A rewrite of an old headcanon! And like- my first x reader for LU in literal months if not a year-- HELLO! I AM BACK! :DDD

Summary: Four struggles with conveying his feelings verbally, so why not put his smithing skills to use?

Character: Four x Gn! Reader Warnings: No beta we die like Twi, some overthinking on Fours part? Words: 900+

Four hasn’t been the best with words in his life, stumbling through conversations and often struggling to convey his thoughts through words, which always lead to some tough conversations when it comes to personal relationships. Often his thoughts and feelings were questioned, some going as far as accusing him of actively hiding his emotions- which wasn’t true at all! Four felt a lot, he felt so much that it was so hard to single out one thought to begin verbalizing it, and it wasn’t like this was the Colours fault either– he's been like this ever since he could remember.

Four couldn’t count how many friendships -and potential courtships- he pushed away thanks to his lack of verbalization, so when he started to grow a connection with you, he was down right terrified. He was so scared of losing another person due to his own failings that he knew he had to do something. The hero could try to verbalize his thoughts, to sit you down and have a long and deep conversation but the thought of it made his skin crawl- he knows he would have to do it at some point but…he rather not now, especially when he's trying to not embarrass himself! But the longer he thought, the more he started to realize that if he can’t tell you how he felt…then maybe he could show you!

Yes, yes that is what he would do. He’ll make you something, something so full of every ounce of what he felt that he was sure you’d understand with just a simple glance!

Knowing he couldn’t act on this urge right away as the Chain was far from any nearby town, he decided on brainstorming. Taking parchment from Warriors journals and snatching the pencil that dangled from Legend’s utility belt -the hoarder cursed at him, something about mapping but Four didn’t really care in the moment- before putting his brain to work.

It didnt take him long to decide on a flower- A rose. He’s seen it time and time again, gifted petals and trimmed thorns, handed to a beloved in a show of care and understanding. Four scribbled dozens of different designs, each as elegant as the last but none of that mattered, not if he couldn’t bloom the fire forged flower with love melted into every burning vein. What was the use of a pretty rose if his love didnt keep the metal warm even on the coldest nights? If you couldnt feel the smooth petals and think of his thrumming heart for you then what was this all for? The smith spent quite a while planning the creation of the masterpiece which would be his rose- your rose- before he even THOUGHT about stepping into a forge. But, one day, with the final stroke of the graphite, the colour hero found himself satisfied.

And thankfully, it didnt take the Chain too long to finally arrive at the blessed town! Not even Time could have stopped him from running off as soon as they had booked into an inn, his energy and motivation higher than the clouds Hyila stood on. Now, to actually get access to a forge and materials…was a little harder than planned but Four wasn’t one to one for an answer when it came to fulfilling a task such as this!

It took him longer than he’d like to admit to get the hang of the new skill- and too many failed attempts that got smelt back down. Yet here he stood, rough leather gloves cradling an intricate metal rose, the petals curled like rolling waves on a calm tide with rippling edges. The rolling stem curled like a cat's tail, flowing as if blowing in the wind. Truely, a beautiful and brilliant piece yet something was still…missing. Sure, he poured every ounce of care into the vessel of his feelings and sure, he treated it as gently as he would you yet…a part of him -or many parts of him- felt like something wasn't there, wasn't representing the whole of him.

Twirling the rose in his hand gloves fingers, a pout heavy on his lips, as his eyes scanned the borrowed space, searching for something, anything to fill the missing piece.

Paint? No, it wouldn't adhere to the smooth metal. Patination? It would work, but he doubted this forge even had the equipment for such a thing. Frustration built behind the smith’s eyes. He was so close to finishing this yet he stayed slumped over this creaking workbench with a deepening pout.

Half tempted to ignore the scratching at the back of his mind that demanded perfection, Four sits up with a stretch only to stop mid way as a colourful hue glimmers under the workbench. Leaning back, the man almost jumps in joy as his eyes catch what seemed to be cut gems -likely artificial- shining up at him. It didnt take him long to find four coloured gems; red, green, blue and purple. Smiling ear to ear, the smith jumps up from his spot, grabbing all his materials and heading back to the anvil. It was time to put those jewelry classes gramps forced him through to use and to scratch that itch at the back of his head.

Finally, with sweat dripping down his brow, finally it was done.

Four admired the freshly polished, shining rose with a look of fondness. Pride swelled in his chest alongside the unimaginable adoration for you. A small thing it was, unable to even begin to tell of his love for you but even if it took thousands of bouquets to show you just that, Four was more than willing to be your smith.

[skippingstonez]

could I possibly ask for anything with four? honestly anything you'd like, I just want some nice fluff with my favorite link <3

I'll admit, this is the first time I've ever written Four! I've only played Minish Cap so I tried to focus more on that but he was a lot of fun!

A Little bit of Luck

(Four x Reader) Warnings: None <3

“Hey Smithy!” Four looked up from where he was polishing his shield. You jogged up to him, sitting down so closely that your shoulder pressed against his. Your cheerful voice pulled him in like a spell. Enticing him to lean against you. Casually of course.

“Got a question for ya!” 

“Yes, no and no.” 

“I haven't even asked yet!” You whined. Four just chuckled, nudging you with his elbow as he kept working.

“Yes I've made armor before. No I don't have the tools for it, so NO I'm not making Wind a suit of armor. No matter how ‘cool’ it would look.”

You held up your index finger. “First of all, I will never understand how you do that.”

Four rolled his eyes lightheartedly, having yet again predicted exactly what you were gonna ask him. He didn't quite understand it either. You had only known each other for a little while but it might as well have been a lifetime. The way he could just look at you and know exactly what you might be thinking. Predicting your moves effortlessly as though he had studied them for years. In return, it was as if you could read him like a book. Always one step ahead of him. Ready with whatever it was he needed when working or watching his back in battle. 

“Secondly,” you added another finger. “It would be extremely cool.”

“It'd be a pain is what it would be” he corrected. “I'd like to just stick to weapons, thank you very much.”

“Fiiiiiiiine. Now can I actually ask the question I came over here for or not?”

Four put down the shield, giving you his full attention. “I'm not making you one either”

“Seriously?” You hit his arm playfully. He laughed at the downright adorable way your face pouted. 

“Okay, okay I'm sorry” he raised his hands in defense, still chuckling. “What's your question?”

You stuck your tongue out at him before pointing to his belt. “I noticed these things on your belt. What are they?”

“My kinstones?” He held up the small chain hanging on his hip. The small, broken halves of incomplete kinstones dangled from the thin chain, clinking together. He placed it into your outstretched palm, letting you take a closer look.

“Kinstones…” you repeated curiously. “They look broken. Did something happen?” Picking at them carefully.

“They all start off like that” he pulled out the small bag he stored the rest of his collection in. “Everyone in my era has some and are always trading them around.” He explained, picking out a few more from his bag.

“See, every piece has a matching half” he explained, placing a blue one into your hand. “If you can find the other half you can combine them together. We call it fusing.” You hung onto every word he said. His heart fluttering at the way you pressed against him to get a closer look. Holding the small pieces between your fingers up to the light.

“Do they do anything?”

“Rumor is,” Whispering in your ear like a child telling a secret. “If you can find a match, something good will happen to you.” Your eyes lit up.

“Really? Like what?

Four shrugged. “Hard to say for sure. I think it depends on the holder. Someone from my village told stories of finding hidden treasures after fusing some together.”

“Wow…” you said breathlessly, admiring all the small pieces in your hand. Part of him wished you would look at him that way. A part of him that the others quickly called a sap and tried to get to shut up before he did anything dumb. 

“You have so many! You must get pretty lucky with all of those.”

He looked at you gently. The red in his eyes scanning the soft features of your face. If only you realized just how lucky he really was.

“(Y/N)!” Warriors called out. “Collector wants a word with you. Something about missing one of his rings.”

“Like he needs help looking for it or is he accusing me of taking it?” You asked but Wars just shrugged.

“Let's hope for your sake it's the former.”

You groaned, taking a last look at the tiny stones on your palm. You grabbed one of his hands, carefully handing them back with a smile. “Wish I had my own right now. Knowing how prickly he is about his stuff the Vets probably losing his mind.”

Four chuckled, keeping his hand perfectly still in yours until you pulled away. You stood up, dusting off your trousers. Your fingers brushed his shoulder, guiding his attention up to you. “Tell me if you find a match, okay? I'd love to see it.” He nodded, watching as you walked off. Your fingers lingering on his shoulder for as long as possible. 

Four trembled ever so slightly. 

“You okay there Four? You aren't cold are you?” Wars asked. A shit eating grin on his face.

Four glared at him. Stuffing the stones back into their pouch, and hooking the chain onto his belt.

____

You regrettably woke up. Your body felt sore from the tumble you took downhill yesterday when stepping through the sudden portal. You were already planning out your revenge on the cook, who had been the reason for your little mishap, as you sat up. 

The usual sounds of the others getting ready filled the space of camp. Most of the others are already up except for Sky and Wind. The smell of breakfast hit your nose, making your rather empty stomach grumble in response. Your body stung in protest when you attempted to get up. The bruises you no doubt now had begging for you to simply lay back down.

You ran a hand through your hair. Flinching at the multiple knots your fingers caught on. The thought of brushing it out made you groan. Maybe you could convince Wars to do it for you. He still owed you from taking his shift the other night.

“Good morning,” Four appeared in front of you. His hair lacked its usual headband along with the multicolored tunic which meant he had likely just woken up as well. He held out a small plate of food which you gratefully took. “Thought you might want some breakfast.”

“You truly are the best, did you know that?”

“I’ve been told as such before” he teased, taking a seat on your bedroll. “Sleep alright?”

You nodded, taking a few bites of food. “Mhmm. Bit sore but nothing serious.”

“That's good. We're a bit of a ways from Castle Town so not gonna lie, probably gonna be a long day.”

That’s right, this was his era. The portal you all had walked through yesterday had led to a place Four referred to as the Wind Ruins. Which, based on the amount of crumbled stone pillars felt rather fitting. 

You both chatted as you finished the food. Putting down the plate to lean back on your hands. You flinched as something dug into your thumb. Pulling it up, you noticed a small red stone had lodged itself into your skin. You recognized it as the little stones Four had shown you a while ago.

“Look!” You shuffled closer. Excitedly showing off your newest find by shoving your hand in his face. “I found one of those stone things you told me about!” Four lowered your hand. Examining it thoughtfully before plucking the stone from your skin. He rolled it over a few times before passing it to you.

“Yup, that's a kinstone. They're everywhere if you know where to look.”

“Maybe you have the other half! Can we check!?”

Who was he to deny such a simple request? The way your eyes had lit up at the possibility, had him rushing back towards his gear. Snatching up the bag to bring back over to you. You practically flung yourself on his back. Resting your chin on his shoulder as you watched him sort and try different pieces. He pulled out another one, touching it to the one you had given him. They melded together with a small chime.

“It worked!” You cheered, hugging Four in your excitement. Four chuckled, reciprocating by patting your forearm that had his biceps trapped to his sides.

“Guess we should expect some good luck coming our way.” He winked, holding it up for you to take once more.

Your smile brightened even further as you planted your lips against his cheek.

“I'm gonna go show Hyrule!” You jumped up, shouting out to the Traveler who was talking with Legend across camp. 

That, he hadn’t been expecting.

Four sat there on your bedroll. His eyes swirling in a rainbow of colors as he processed what had just happened. Was he still dreaming? Surely that hadn’t just happened right? The logical part of him assured him that it did in fact happen. Making his mind even more chaotic than it had been a moment ago. 

He shook his head, failing to collect himself. 

“Smithy! We're leaving in a little bit, you ready?”

“Uhh yeah…yeah just a sec.” He shot up, putting away the bag of kinstones with a sly grin.

“Lucky indeed” He mumbled.

[icomeandg0]

Dyk Vio? The Smart Part Of Four Well I came To Ask For a Request From Him Specifically And I've Been Thinking About Him Lately And I just Want To Fill Him With So Many Kisses That He gets Dizzy And Dumb

And My Request Is Exactly That, Where Reader Kisses Him So Much That He Gets Drunk With Love Idk I Like The Idea Of Making The Intelligent One A Little Stupid

Hi Anon! Sorry for such a long wait, I'm here to deliver a request that was long overdue.

Enjoy it though and I apologise if he seems out of character.

Content under cut:

Could you really blame yourself for wanting this?

Your boyfriend, Four—or well should you say boyfriends. The colours had split after a little miscommunication, All angry at one another for silly, petty reasons might you say.

Red, Green and Blue had all left the comfort of your house leaving the lonesome yet calm Vio on the couch reading as per usual. "Whatcha all fighting about now?" You questioned which he only hummed. "Nothing important, silly bickers amongst us. It'll pass" Vio flips to the next page of the his book.

"Whatcha reading?" You asked as you sat down beside him, taking a peak at the cover. "Old Hylian history, something you obviously won't be interested in" Vio says, on purpose just to tease you which made you huff. "You're right. That sounds really boring, we could do something much more fun." You suggest with a cheeky smile which caused him to glance your way.

"Oh yeah? How so?" Vio asked, licking his finger before turning the page.

"Well, since you guys have spilt I realise just how much time I spend away from each of you individually. Of course I spend all my time with Four but with you all one by one? I don't recall our last conversation"

"Hm, it's just more rational. So none of us get jealous of the other and we all have our own share." Vio answers simply. "Plus, why are you bringing this up now? You trying to butter me up or something?" Vio teases which made you grin.

"Well, we're alone. House to ourselves and we don't know how long the others would be until they come back" you say in an innocent tone but your suggestive words said otherwise. "They'll probably be back in an hour or so—" "So we have an hour? Better be quick. Stay still" "What? Stay still—"

He's quiets down when he felt your lips against his. He felt hesitant at first, sure he's kissed you before but only when he's Four...This was new, sorta?

However it doesn't take much for him to come to his senses as kiss you back, cupping the side of your face gently. He felt all giddy inside, this makes him feel so alive. You move forward, shifting your body across his lap so that you were now straddling his lap while wrapping your arms around his neck.

The sensation was overwhelming, overpowering but he didn't want it to end. However, pulling away for a quick breather you looked down on him. How adorable he looked, looking up at you and panting slightly, already so heated and you only gave him one kiss! You didn't say anything, however you leaned down and peppered his skin with light kisses, making sure to brush over his lips a few times making him jolt with excitement.

"Just a few kisses and you look a bit flushed" you comment with a knowing grin which made him huff. "Don't tease me." Vio huffs as his pale cheeks were dusted with a pink hue. Capturing his lips in an unexpected move made his heart beat quicken, never have you been this bold before. Kisses he was used to receiving were tender and careful, these kisses now are filled with passion and heat, he craves for more.

It was honestly so cute how quick he went from being 'calm and collected' to a complete flustered mess.

10 minutes have passed.

20 minutes have passed.

30 minutes have passed.

40 minutes have passed.

A long, torturous time for Vio. Being coddled and loved on like never before. He looked drunk...drunk in love. His hands squeeze your hips as if a sign for you to continue on with your delicious kisses he craves but you only giggle. You would teasingly move in close to his lips and move back when he leans in, poor boy. Getting his hopes up~. He would whine and try to pull you in, you were thinking about giving him a few more kisses until you looked at the nearby clock.

Sheesh! 40 minutes gone by already?

"Should we wrap things up? The other boys may come back any second now, wouldn't want them to catch us" you say teasingly. Vio glances at the clock. "Knowing them, they'll be back around in 10-20 minutes..." he informs.

"Not much time, huh? Just when I was having fun too" You smile as you went to get off his lap but instead his strong arms  were now wrapped around your waist pulled you in. "Let them see, if anything 10-20 minutes is long enough for me to finish what you’ve started”

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Honestly, this is my first time with such a request like this so I hope it was decent!

Guilty because I’ve had this in my drafts for a while but I wasn’t sure if it was good enough or if it was out of character.

[xxbuttercup]

Sky loves you very much

He was supposed to say something like, "I love you, my precious Feather!" And then blush, but I'm an idiot and forgot to add those things 🤦🏽‍♀️

[luimagines]

Four's Masterlist

Meeting the Colors

Four Splits up and Gushes About you

Dad! Four picks up his kid from school

Minish! Four x Reader

Finding Him Injured

Four Gets No Mercy (600 Follower Raffle)

You Use the Four Sword

Soulmate au

Four Loving Hours

Color Centric Masterlist

[eternadreeblissa]

Listen To Me

Yandere! TOTK! Link x Reader

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@neverchecking @wayfayrr

[kidskulls]

before her link bought her out of the brothel, they'd often spend their waking (and sleeping) moments as though they were trying to merge into one being.

[a-hermit-pining]

A Reflection of Him

AN: Plot bunny bunny comes to life! Warning- I bawled my eyes writing this.

Pairing: Sylus x fem reader

Genre: fluff and so much comfort

Summary: "Is that not the best thing to wish for? That the people you care for were loved, even before you came into their life?"

(I do not own these characters)

"Happy Father's Day, Dada!" Raul shrieks, launching himself into Sylus' lap.

Your husband barely has time to react before he’s tackled—first by the dogs, then by Mephisto, and finally by the twins, who have long since lost any fear of rebuke. Not after witnessing their fearsome boss being carried out of the delivery room at the mere sight of birth.

A flurry of limbs, paws, and claws moves before your eyes, a chaotic mess of yips, shrieks, and laughter. And your heart blooms at the sight.

Some pluck love like petals. Some treasure it like pearls. And some...some deserve to be smothered by it.

Then, your eldest walks in.

She stands beside you, clutching your hand, trepidation flickering in her eyes. For a moment, she is once again the little girl you let go of at the kindergarten gates.

With a gentle pat on her head, you smile, then lovingly shove her into the crowd of limbs.

He had hit his head when he first found himself on your couch. He didn’t remember much...just funny colors, static noises... Probably a concussion.

How embarrassing.

Sylus lay there, eyes rolling back as he groaned at the thrumming pain in his skull.

"Say aaa," a small voice rang in his ear before something plastic was shoved into his mouth.

Squinting his eyes open, he found a pair of familiar eyes staring back at him.

Yours, only on a smaller, plumper face.

"You have a fever," the little voice chirped, inspecting the plastic thermometer now thoroughly drenched in his saliva. "200 degrees. Don't worry, I’ll make you better." Small hands patted his head with absolute confidence.

"Lilia!" You scooped your daughter up with a sigh. "Didn't I put you to bed already?"

"But the doctor says it’s serious," Sylus croaked dramatically. "Who will treat me now?"

"Rein in your horses, mister. Lay down and do not strain yourself," you scolded, shooting him a glare as you set down the glass of water you'd gone to fetch.

"Come, Lilia. Time for bed. Playtime is over." You carried your daughter toward her room, but not before she twisted around to make the most ridiculous faces at Sylus over your shoulder.

That was how he met her.

Your daughter, who, at age four, was the only doctor bold enough to diagnose him with a 200-degree fever.

"He was a… we were in college. It was all so new… we were from the same town," you say, staring at the hazy photos of your college dorm.

"It was easier to tackle Linkon with him. And then he was gone... he couldn't bear it. People weren’t kind to him. He…" You sigh, clutching the photo tighter. "He is no more. You don’t have to seek anyone for vengeance or revenge. But if you ever hurt Lilia, I will kill you."

And Sylus knows, that is the truth.

You would kill him.

But for the first time, he does not wish for it. Not if it means leaving you alone. Not if it means becoming nothing more than a painful photograph in your hands.

"She is all I have, and I am all she has," you murmur, looking up at him. The house stands still, the only sound the slow, rhythmic tick of the clock.

Sylus flips through the album, stopping at a photo where you cradle an infant in your arms.

"I’m glad," he says finally, voice quiet. "Whoever he was, he left you with Lilia. I’m glad you were loved. And that Lilia grew up being loved by you."

He exhales, eyes lingering on the photo.

"Is that not the best thing to wish for? That the people you care for were loved, even before you came into their life?" He smiles taking your hand in his, next to a mountain of toys that Lilia had insisted on showing to him before leaving for school.

Luke and Kieran sit on tiny chairs, sipping water from plastic cups. Seated beside them is the esteemed council of plushies.

"Mr. Luke, do you like the tea?" Lilia beams, dressed in a princess gown and tiara.

Luke nods, his mask off, before turning to his twin, only to find Kieran’s face covered in stickers.

"Yes, Princess Lilia," Kieran says solemnly. "The tea is excellent. You should serve this to Boss once he returns."

It is simply delightful to witness the head of Onichynus joining the council of plushies for an exquisite tea party.

Makes for an excellent photo, too, one they manage to sneak in with Mephisto’s help.

Lilia grins, "Yes! We must! And I will ask, mommy and Mephisto to join. We can have a ball."

"Boss!" Lilia tugs at Sylus' sleeve as he carefully straightens her bow.

"Hm?" he hums, though his heart is beating wildly. Just a few rooms away, you were waiting for him, ready to walk down the aisle.

"Do you want me to sneak photos of Mommy?" Lilia asks, her eyes glimmering with mischief. "Am I not your best woman? I should do it, right?"

Standing tall on the stool, his best man is doing an excellent job of keeping his nerves in check.

Sylus exhales a laugh, shaking his head. "How much did your mother bribe you to sneak a photo of me to her?"

Distantly, he makes a note to have a word with the twins, after the wedding. They were definitely behind this. He and you had worked way too hard to get Lilia to stop calling him Boss, only for it to come right back at the worst possible time.

The room stills when your daughter hands him the papers.

You quietly pull Raul into your lap as Sylus takes them, his hands trembling.

"Happy Father's Day," your daughter says, standing before him as he reads frantically.

"People say we're both equally stubborn," she continues, her voice steady but thick with emotion. She clutches his hand. "That we're both sore losers. That we both love anything shiny..."

Sylus looks up at her, his tears unrelenting, just like hers.

"But they don’t know," she says, voice breaking, "that all of this comes from you. From the years, the months, the weeks, the days, the hours, the minutes, down to the very seconds, you have spent looking after me."

She swallows.

"It’s because... how could I not want to be like you?"

Sylus' breath catches.

"From four to sixteen, you've been here for so long... and I don’t want to call you Sylus. I want to call you Dad. I want you to be my dad"

Beside them, you sniff quietly, pressing a kiss to the top of Raul’s head as he watches, wide-eyed and troubled by the sight of both his sister and his Dada in tears.

"Will you be my dad?" she asks, sinking to her knees.

And Sylus, your husband, your love—falls.

He pulls her into his arms, holding her as if letting go would break the world.

"A thousand times over," he whispers. "In every lifetime, in every form. I hope to have you as my daughter."

Tags

@perla-drg, @codedove, @crazy-ink-artist, @desiree-archive @softiepeachess @otome-addictionproblem

[burnforyou]

FIGHT & MAKE UP - LUIGI MANGIONE x READER

!SUMMARY! a fight with your boyfriend, luigi, ends up causing you to be bent over the bathroom sink.

!WARNINGS! fighting, accused cheating (no actual cheating), a bit of crying, he's a little insecure, reader is sensitive, make-up sex (kinda public)

if you don't like this, don't read it.

“hey, lu...“ you approach him sitting on a kitchen stool with caution, the wound from your argument still fresh.

“i don’t want to talk to you.” he states curtly.

“please, we won’t settle this unless we talk.” you beg.

“well, i wanted to talk to you this morning,”

your stomach drops in realization, your heart aching.

“but you weren’t here. so i stalked your location and went to where you were, and of course, i saw you with luke.” he snarls, his voice echoing in your kitchen.

“we were just talking? I… i wanted his advice. i wanted to talk to someone else about it, get another opinion.” you cautiously place a hand on his shoulder. he stiffens under your touch.

“it’s always him, isn’t it?” he turns his head to lock eyes with you. his eyes are wide with expectation.

“no,” you pace in the kitchen and rub your head, a headache stirring. you stop and look at him. “this is a big misunderstanding.”

“no, i’m not misunderstanding anything.” he gets up from the stool and stalks up to you. you have to tilt your head up to look in his eyes, now dark. “i’m telling you as i see it. to me it looks like every time we have an issue you go running back to him. literally anyone else, anyone else, this wouldn’t be a problem.”

he loses himself in the argument and you see it in his face. he’s lost the color in his eyes, replaced with a darkness you've never seen before.

“i’m sorry luigi, i wanted his opinion because he’s a man and i figured he would try and understand your side too, and i’d get unbiased advice from him.” your ramble on and on, struggling to get him to understand you.

“in what world would you get unbiased advice from him?" the adrenaline courses through his veins, "he probably begged you to break up with me, called me a loser, an evil man, the whole thing!”

“no, that’s not what happened,” tears begin welling up in your eyes, but you don’t let them fall. taking his accusations felt like walking on broken glass.

he grasps onto your shoulders with a force that almost makes you fall back.

“you can’t see it? that he just wants to get into your pants? he just wants to take you from me?” he growls in your face. his eyes search your face for any inkling of an answer.

“do you really think i’d leave you for him?” your voice comes out as sharp as a knife.

he opens his lips to reply, but closes them before saying anything. he doesn’t have anything to say to you.

he drops his hands to his sides after they left red marks on your skin.

“really, luigi? really?”

you start backing away from him. disappointment fills your heart.

“and since you care so much, he didn’t tell me to break up with you. actually, he told me i should apologize to you. but now, i don’t think you deserve my forgiveness.”

every stair creates a creaking noise as you storm up to your bedroom. once you meet the bed, you're out like a light.

you blink your eyes open, feeling a hand caressing your face softly. you're met with a stricken luigi looking down at you, sitting on the edge of the bed.

"can we talk?" he proposes carefully.

you sit up and lean back on your hands.

“you talk and i’ll listen.”

he takes a deep breath and leans down beside the bed and brings a notebook up from the floor. he looks down at the notebook and up at you again.

“i wrote down what i wanted to say, um…” he stammers off.

a smile threatens to grace your lips. it’s hard to stay mad at him, with his big brown eyes and little apology script.

“i’m sorry y/n. i didn’t mean to accuse you of cheating on me. it’s just.. my parents didn’t have the most, solid, relationship, as you know, and my father made me believe every woman would leave me. i’m really trying to break the pattern, to prove him wrong, to let you prove him wrong, but it’s really hard for me. but i am really trying for us, y/n."

"okay." you sigh.

"I don't mean to make excuses for my actions. I know what I said to you was wrong, and I'm sorry. for all of it, for the fight last night too."

you're weak. you're weak and you know it. you can't stay mad at him for anything. you climb into his arms and let him cradle you like a baby, his warmth engulfing you. "I'm sorry" you mutter weakly into his chest.

his thumb caresses the back of your head and he leaves a soft kiss on your forehead.

"i know. l'm sorry too baby." his voice comes out soft, his tender touches holding you to him.

you gave luke a hesitant side hug, eyes locked on luigi. he gives you a lazy smile and winks.

"thanks for having me," luke politely shakes luigi's hand and you take note of their size difference. luigi looms over him, not just in height, but size too. luigi makes small talk with luke as he leads him to the rest of where the rest of his guests are sat.

when you finally get a moment where all the guests are distracted, you sneak off to the kitchen, where you know luigi is hiding away. you lean against the counter next to him.

“why did you invite luke to your birthday party?”

“i wanted to…" he turns to look at you with a coy smile and your heart flutters. "get on better terms with him.” he watches your shocked reaction with satisfaction.

“wow luigi. that’s really.. nice of you.”

his lips turn up into a slight smirk that you catch. a sneaky suspicion he’s lying arises.

"that's not the real reason, is it?"

he crosses his arms across his chest and his biceps bulge in his short sleeve shirt. you bite your lip.

"you want to know the truth?"

"um, yes?" you reply like it's the most obvious thing in the world. he grips onto the counter next to you and leans over you, forcing you to look up at him. he leans down right next to your ear, his breath making the hairs on your neck stand up.

"I wanted him to see that you belong to me," he nibbles on your earlobe, "firsthand."

"you're joking." you bite your lip. he retracts from your ear, his signature hung smile lighting up his face.

"nope!" he says, popping the 'p.'

"and I thought you were being mature." you shake your head and roll your eyes with faux annoyance, trying to pretend like his words don't make you inexplicably needy. he leans into your neck again and presses hard kisses on the soft skin where your ear meets your neck.

"you know you like it." he casually reads you like a book. his slight scruff scratches your neck just the way you like it. "you know you've wanted this all day, prancing around here in this short skirt."

"lu," you whimper, quiet so the party-goers won't hear.

it was risky, but the rush, the adrenaline, the fact that luke could walk in at any second, it made you weak in the knees and left you aching for more.

he comes up and leaves his forehead against yours, eyes dark with need, pupils completely dilated.

"bathroom?" your heart pounds in your chest.

you shake your head, going against your own wishes.

"they'll notice we're gone."

"not if we're quick enough." he smirks, grabbing your hand. "come on."

he leads you to the downstairs bathroom and closes the door quietly after you. he presses your hips against the cold counter top and roughly pulls down your panties from under your skirt.

he wastes no time getting down on his knees, holding your ass apart with his hands, and playing with your already wet pussy.

"you want this bad?" he slaps your ass and groans at your reaction, jolting forward with a small gasp and a red mark appearing. his eyes meet yours in the mirror and he pushes a finger in you, still watching your reaction carefully.

"i want it now," you whine and stick out your bottom lip.

"look at you, so desperate." he shakes his head, pulling his shorts down enough to pull his hard cock out. he lines the tip up with your pussy and pushes his hips right against your ass, filling you up in seconds. your mouth falls open but nothing comes out, your lips completely dry.

as he thrusts into you, his thighs meeting your ass make loud, obscene noises that slip through the door.

you try and look back at him over your shoulder, but he forces you to look into his eyes in the mirror, bent over and fucking you desperately. "i'm gonna make this quick." he whispers into your ear, "look at who's fucking you this good."

you open your eyes and meet his dark ones in the mirror. instantly, his hand finds your clit and rubs it, adding stimulation. a moan flies out of you uncontrollably and you bite your lip to silence yourself.

"don't," he groans, "be loud f'me." he moans as you pulse around him. he smiles at you, watching your head bob as he fucks you braindead.

"could luke ever fuck you this good?" he asked with a rasp.

you gasp and he watches you struggle in the mirror with pleasure. he brings his other arm around your throat, his bicep now pressed against your throat. you try and shake your head but he just squeezes you harder.

"say it.” he growls roughly.

his cock kisses your cervix with every harsh thrust. your eyes flutter shut and your lower stomach bulges, heat growing with every movement.

"n-no,” you stammer, face red and sweat dripping, “fuck!"

"say my name.” you hold onto his arm and try and pull the weight off your neck, but he prevails.

"Luigi, please!”

"there ya go, that's it." he moans and slows his pace, grinding into you.

"say who you belong to." he slaps your clit carefully and your legs begin to buckle beneath him, body convulsing with pleasure.

"you, luigi. I'm yours." you purr and arch your back into him more, watching his eyebrows come together in the mirror.

"I'm gonna cum,” you whine, digging your nails into his muscles.

"cum baby," he demands, "make 'em hear you cum with me.” your vision fades to black when luigi thrusts into you as deep as possible, your skin meeting his with a dirty slap one more time. you buck against him, throbbing around him while he fills you. he quickly slips out of you and pulls your panties back up before any of his cum could drip out, forcing you to spend the rest of the party with his cum dripping out of you.

MASTERLIST - PREV. WORK

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[misspelledwordswizard]

Akdiwjabs I love the way you write four but what about the COLORS?

I love the colors sm!! I'll love more requests for them too, hehe

Sounds coming from outside the inn caught my attention. It was night, all the boys were in the inn, either in their rooms or in some other room in the place, so there was no reason for me to worry. It must just be some drunk talking to himself. The only problem is that I recognized the voice, and besides being someone I know well, I’m sure it seemed to be coming from more than one person.

Well, I guess checking it out can’t hurt, right? I got up from the small sofa I was sitting on, reading a book, and went to look for something to cover myself and protect myself from the night’s cold. After putting on a coat, I went out through the front door of the inn, looking around. The street was empty, so it was easy to identify the sounds coming from nearby.

I walked to the back of the inn, away from the eyes, worried about what could be causing all this commotion. Of all the possibilities that crossed my mind, none of them were that the voice I heard was actually Four’s, but I was also right about there being more than one person, because right in front of me were four Fours. Ironic, I know.

He... they seemed to be discussing something that I couldn’t understand at first, too shocked by what was right in front of me, and they also didn’t seem to have noticed me standing there. Each of them wore the robe in a different color, each one of the colors of the original robe of the hero of the four swords.

Oh, hero of the four swords, so that’s what it means!

Not liking the idea of just standing there watching, or even leaving and them never even finding out that I knew their secret, I cleared my throat to get their attention. It seemed to work, they all looked at me surprised and somewhat shocked, becoming quiet immediately.

— Oh, calm down! It’s not what you’re thinking. – The one wearing the green tunic began, triggering the reaction of the others.

— Well, unless you’re thinking that we’re Four divided, then it’s exactly what you’re thinking! – The one in red said, receiving na elbow from the one in blue.

— It’s okay, we can explain everything. – The one in purple said, not seeming really worried about the situation.

It took me a while to process all of this, but I think it’s okay, after all, it’s Four. They are Four.

— Hm, okay, then explain. – I said, finding myself again at the wall nearby with my arms crossed, waiting.

— Well... we’re Four. – The green one replied, saying what I had already assumed.

— So Four is like, four people in one?

— Not exactly, more like we’re a quarter of one person each. We’re different parts of Four, different sides of it. – The one in purple explained better, and I thought I was starting to understand.

— And I suppose that’s because of the sword.

— Exactly. – the one in blue confirmed.

Right. It’s not that absurd. Just complex and strange. But reasonable.

— And what should I call you? One, two, three and four? – I asked, making the one in red laugh.

— We answer to Green, Red, Blue and Vio. – Green corrected me.

— Oh, right, that makes sense. – I sighed. That’s a lot for one night. – Do the others know?

— No, only Wild. And we prefer to keep it that way, understand? – Blue said, almost sounding like a threat, I just nodded.

Before I could speak I felt someone hug me suddenly. Red grabbed me affectionately, looking happy. If each one represents a feeling of Four’s, I guess this one is love.

— I’m so glad you know this now! I’ve wanted to tell you for a while, but the others didn’t agree. – He said, mumbling about his other parts. – And you’re taking it so well, how nice! Now we can get to know each other even better.

I laughed softly, I never thought I’d see the Blacksmith act so affectionately, it was kind of adorable. And to think that this is literally a part of him, it’s nice to be able to get to know this side of him.

— Okay, I’m still trying to figure this all out, but it’s actually pretty cool. It’s kind of like Four multiplied, all advantages. – I said without thinking very well, and mentally cursed myself for it. Okay, I went around saying that shit anyway, go ahead and confess that you have a crush on him... them.

Luckily, they didn’t seem to notice, or didn’t show it, the next thing I saw was Red being pulled by the hood by Blue, forcing him to let go of me.

— Okay, that’s enough, don’t be so clingy! Do you want to scare her, idiot?!

— Hey, you know you’re calling yourself an idiot too, right, genius?

— No, I’m calling you an idiot, you’re the idiot part, I’m the cool part!

— But we’re the same person!

The two argued back and forth, heavens, I’m still going to go crazy one of these days. The other two got closer to me, avoiding the brawlers.

— Don’t worry, ignore them, they’re a little nervous with your presence. – Green explained, generating more doubts in me.

— Why would they be nervous?

— Oh, it’s because- ouch! – He was cut off by a poor thing on the back of the neck from Vio. – Oh, nothing, forget it.

Oh, I can see it’s going to be a long night.

[deadghosy]

Do you know about the Welcome Home fandom? So what about Wally Darling!Reader?

HAZBIN HOTEL X WALLY DARLING! READER

prompt: you are a greeter of the hazbin hotel! Who knew a muppet looking demon could be so colorful.

You are so soft spoken! Like that soft voice you have can hypnotize anyone into doing anything.

“hello, welcome to the hazbin hotel. i’m your greeter.” You say with a “:D” face

You’re so colorful and you’re definitely shorter than Lucifer…i can see Lucifer picking you up like a damn doll at times as you just smile with your muppet ass smile.

You’re just TOO DAMN CUTEEE! 🦆💗 literally even husk grumbles and gives you apples by the bar for you to stop giving him those doe eyes you give him when you are needy for apples.

I feel because of your muppet look, it would bring attention to yourself as a muppets looking demon is quite rare around the pentagram city, or even hell itself as Lucifer and Charlie have a muppet or Marionette look. 

Literally you are friends with Lucifer because of it and he finds your muppet look adorable. Even with your 3 ft height. (Yes I looked up his height and damn he short as hell!😭)

You are just chilling after greeting some new sinners in the hotel as you read the news paper, Lucifer comes out of no where. Dead ass reads the newspaper trying to understand your likes and dislikes.

“Lu-Lu?” You said softly as Lucifer awkwardly smiles and does finger guns at you. “Oh what a coincidence? What are you doing here..?” He says awkwardly as he sweatdrops at his attempt to start a conversation with you. “I live here?” You said raising a brow sitting down the newspaper.

“Oh I do too! What a very crazy thing?!” He says pointing his finger at himself as he poofs away in embarrassment as you just sat there…..*cue in pure confusion*

Alastor would not hate you because you are colorful, lemme be realistic. You two would be mutuals. Not like “oh I hate you but you are cool” type shit. I mean you two are the people who wave at each other but never approach each other because you don’t know if they like you fr. 🥲

One time a sinner had shoulder bumped you on purpose thinking you wasn’t gonna do anything…BUT NAH! YOU GRABBED THAT MF BY HIS NECK AS A SHADOW COVERS YOUR FACE, only leaving your eyes showing as you kick they ass out. You ain’t dealin' with no bullshit at this establishment. And for your friend’s sake.

Angel likes to play with makeup with your face since it’s calling out for his makeup kit. Literally he does blue eyeshadow on you.

I headcannon you wear blue eyeshadow just like how Wally’s eyelid is blue up there. Dead ass it would be cute if it was just blue eye shadow and you had a natural blush on your cheeks. You are quite beautiful reader💗😘

Since Angel is a drag queen, he would also try to make you wear drag queen makeup only for you to sneeze at how much product he used…yeah he never used it on your face.

You’re beautiful natural anyway…just don’t sneeze in his face. Ever again.

You definitely look like you listen to 1970-80’s jazz music as you dance in the lobby with Alastor nodding along happy. Just two jazz buddies liking jazz.

I can imagine Charlie trying to hold you back from eating the fruit gift basket for the guests…you’re only aiming for the damn apples as your mouth was drooling for it.

Imagine Vox has you on his channel because he brided you with apples. He stalked you through your tv you had that has rainbows and apples on it-

Well anyways Alastor “recused” you because you just sat there “begging” to be saved is what he saved when you munched on an apple confused by why Alastor came to take you away from Vox.

If you and Lucifer hung out doing hobbies together, which he suggested. You’re panting a portrait as he makes a duck based off of you….he can’t help but show affection of making you a duck version of yourself.

Niffty and you definitely get along well as hell! As you two have the same fashion taste as you both will dance to the genre of music you guys like.

With you being the greeter, you always have a soft smile and a soft approach to make the guest and residents feel safe in the hotel.

Sir Pentious will absolutely admire you…like a friend crush. He just wants to be your friend but you are too pure to approach as he thinks he won’t be cool enough to be your friend.

Imagine Valentino seeing you shopping and he tried to approach you only for a red smoke to cover you as you blinked confused to see an overprotective Lucifer smiling at you as you had teleported to the hotel. But with Lucifer, you could see his real feelings as you felt confused.

After a few months you and Pentious became friends because of one of his egg boiz named Frank said his “boss” wants to be friends with you. You giggled and nodded as you and sir Pentious do trust exercises together when Charlie host them.

Husk had dilated eyes and purr at you because you scratched under his chin which made him snap out of his cat daze and slap your hand as you giggle with a soft gaze.

I headcannon Velvette to be your girl who makes your outfits in primary colors. Like that or just cute aesthetic kid core fits. 💗‼️

I can see how reader always gives balloons to sinners who had trouble reliving their childhood. So they give balloons out to the sinners who had childhood trauma. You are a greeter, and a hell of a good one. 🦆💗

Imagine how Wally! Reader has those safety pins that say “Welcome!” And it’s so cute because you made them a t hand and Lucifer saw his you had effort in it so he made you more to give out to the guests.

I feel like Valentino will try to get you under his contract so he can use your pretty look since you seem like a femboy….but really you’re just a little guy who likes apples and his friends.

YOU’RE ONLY 12 APPLES TALL! 😨

But the hazbin crew literally cockblock him to the point he just stops doing he was trying to do to you.

I can see Lucifer trying to impress you at times as he never has a friend that had a cute appearance like you so your blank eye stare always catches him off as you just stand there smiling so adorably.

I headcannon waking up to find an apple by your night stand as a note reads “hope you like the apple, my angel!”- Lu-Lu. You just blinked at the apple completely ignoring the note and eating the apple as you smile at the taste.

“…yummy apppleee….” You say until you open your eyes looking at the note. “Wait what.”

You had gave Lucifer back an apple basket with rubber ducks that had painted apples not it for your appreciation of the apples he gave you 

[sacrificiallane]

──── sweet tooth !

pairing ! mean!Luke Castellan x fem!reader content warning ! gross gross gross! don't do this, pls. smut / uhh using food/candy/lollipop as a... toy? food insertion on reader! cunnilingus! mention of oral fixation & a bit of slapping. mean!Luke degrading sweet!reader :( p0rn no plot. a little darker and an itty bitty icky and ew, so def watch out! aftercare cause i said so

Luke was seriously so done with your behavior ! So, ending up with your legs spread open, and your back flat against his sheets, was really just your own fault…

„Gods, stop whining already.“ A quick, harsh slap was delivered to your twitching clit, having you recoil from his torment and try and close your legs. but Luke wouldn't let you, obviously, and successfully pried them open again.

He wasn't done with you yet.

All day long, you had been teasing the poor guy. With your seemingly sugar addiction (or maybe it was really just an oral fixation at this point) he was left watching your bee stung lips wrapped around a lolly, sucking the thing so innocently — and he almost believed your innocent act. Almost.

„Thought you like having things between your lips, hm?“ his tone went a tad darker, his wrist working your sticky clit a bit more ferociously. It had your nails dig deeper into his arm, leaving little crescent indents.

But he didn’t care.

It was a filthy feeling — the candy you had been licking all over just minutes ago, was now pressed against your lips (your other lips !). The blush color of your folds now even pinker, as the candy practically melted against your already dampened skin. It was a mess of sugar and arousal. Sticky, but tingly.

You whined.

„Lu-Luke… please —“ you pleaded for mercy. Anything to make him stop with the torment.

I mean, you didn’t even think he would react like that! You were really just craving some candy between your teeth, as a sweet treat for your long, exhausting day of helping younger campers find their way around camp.

But apparently, he didn’t see it quite like that. So, no mercy.

You watched as his dark eyes narrowed in on your face with silent disapproval.

„Lu-Luke,“ the demigod just repeated your pitiful whine and rolled his eyes. He didn’t care. If anything, he liked seeing you so… willing. Like he could do anything to you and you’d just let him because…, well, because he was your boyfriend, because you loved and trusted him.

It had him feel like… a God, almost.

„You always have your mouth open,“ he tsked at you, another warning slap against your thigh as you threatened to shut them close again. „Always have your tongue out. It‘s sinful baby. D‘you like being sinful, huh? Oh, if the gods could see you like that…, think they‘d disapprove, hm?“

You didn’t answer. You couldn’t. Your mind went… to your very own godly parent. Maybe even other Gods, that would certainly find the very act you were practicing shameful. A sin !

Luke didn’t like your silence.

The sticky pink now pressed much harder against your bundle of nerves — rubbing ! It had your hips raise from the mattress. You could hardly concentrate on the tingling feeling, though, because his large hand tightly grasped your chin.

„I asked you something.“

You mumble some incoherent form of reply and — much to your demise — the son of Hermes shoves the sweet sticky candy right through your folds. The little screech you let out makes him laugh, and the sight of your his cunt swallowing the pink thing right up has him on the brink of insanity. Luke loves the noise it makes — the wet squelching sound, when he shifts it around a little bit.

And it felt... weird, definitely, but not at all unwelcome. If anything, it tingled, and had your legs spread even wider. Shamefully so.

His wrist worked you faster then, and Luke watches with great interest as your sticky parts begin to leak, a mess of melted sugar and your own arousal no less. It had his mouth water. And the hand still holding your face became even more tense, practically squishing your cheeks together until your lips were left in a pitiful pout.

He felt his boxers tighten at the sight of you creating such a mess — or rather, him creating such a mess of you. And the thought of having you taste like artificial, and very sugary strawberry had him quite literally press his whole face right between your legs.

The Lollipop was finally — finally ! — shoved to the side, somewhere forgotten on the bed, and then the dark haired went all in. Flat tongue catching everything. Every bead that had threatened to trail down your slit and onto his sheets.

A loud groan from him, and he pressed his face himself even further into you. It was like he was getting off on this.

And he very much was !

You felt yourself twitch. Heavy puffs of air were escaping your lips at the sheer desperation that he was seemingly trying to eat you with.

Like a man starved for days, he was sticking his tongue all the way into your pinkish hole, practically liking it clean from his previous teasing. And Luke was being very throughout with it too.

It didn’t take long for him to find a way to your clit again. There was no more teasing from his, as he sucked the little bundle into his mouth and just vigorously licked away.

„Oh—“ You gasped. Loud.

Your reaction was to immediately shut your legs. I mean, you were twitching and tingling, but the pleasure was like … harsh. Like you were really really close, but all the different sensations were just making it so much harder to finally finish. The tingling obviously wouldn’t stop, with Luke ruthlessly sucking on your bundle.

Like a rope, that was coiling and coiling and… there seemed to be no end. Your thighs were all stiff, basically shaking under his hands as he pried you open. Again.

„Please, please, please…“ At this point you were really just begging for him to somehow help you come undone.

And Luke was, of course, the expert on giving you pleasure ! So he let go, and brought his flat palm down on your throbbing clit.

Your whole body went rigid for just a second, as hot pleasure washed over you…, you couldn’t even gasp or moan, and Luke was quite frankly proud of himself for having brought you such pleasure.

It was only when you felt him shift from the bed, that life slowly came back into your body..

A warm wet cloth came down between your legs, and Luke was rather gentle when he wiped away the access of saliva and sugar. He pressed tingling kisses to your knee, then your thighs, and finally a short one to the mount of your his cunt, like he was equally proud as he was thanking.

yeah, Luke Castellan is mean, but damn him if he doesn't make you feel like the most loved girl in the whole world ♡

i lost sleep over this one -

[skippingstonez]

Four my beloved! 😭❤️ Your last post was just what I needed, lol. He's so soft.

Would you consider writing a sort of sequel (or not, doesn't have to be related if you don't want) where there's a mutual confession?? ✨️👀 I wanna see them kiss, major soft vibes fs.

My first time really involving the colors so I hope you guys like it! I'll admit it was odd writing 1 person as 4 different people but I like the way it turned out!

Unexpected Happiness

(Four x Reader) Previous / Chapter 2 Warnings: Mild Injuries and tooth rooting fluff.

Four was quite literally giving himself a headache.

“Oh come on!” Blue complained. “At least let me trip him! He’d never see it coming!”

“For the last time Blue, hurting the Captain isn't gonna help the situation. Please just let it go.” 

They had been going back and forth about this for 2 hours now and Green was over it. Vio had eventually stepped in to shut it down though that only ended up in a yelling match between the two. Honestly if it hadn't been for Green, Blue likely would have pummeled the Captain and Vio.

“How am I supposed to just let this go!? That fucking Captain made them cry and were supposed to just ignore that!?”

“Blue this isn't about him!” Red practically begged, his voice still hoarse from crying earlier. “(Y/n) needs us right now. We should be focused on helping them right now, not making Wars feel worse than he already does.”

When Blue didn't respond Four felt like he could finally breathe again. The ache in his heart was still heavy as he looked to his right where Time was carrying you on his back, head resting on the oldest’s shoulder with your eyes closed and eyebrows pinched together. The rest of your body was limp, one arm barely even hanging onto Time with the other dangling uselessly.

Choking on the lump forming in his throat he barely reached out his hand, finger brushing against yours that twitched at the contact.

“Red, you're going to wake them up” Vio warned lightly. Watching intently for any indication that you were now awake.

“Sorry… I just..I wanted to check..”

None of the others would admit that they had all wanted to do the same thing. Finding you on the cave floor had rattled him. The way you had just laid there, unmoving and covered in blood. Breath far too shallow and pulse too faint. He thought he had lost you. 

Seeing you rest in such a similar way made him anxious, fingers twitching to confirm and reconfirm that you were stable now. Head injuries were tricky business with potentially long lasting issues if not treated properly. The potion he had given you seemed to help but it was nearly important to tell if it would be enough, especially while you were asleep and unable to tell anyone if it got worse.

Maaaaaybe he should have let Wars check you out before they got going. 

Four sighs, rubbing at his temples a bit too harshly. Reminding himself that you were strong. If you could pull through earlier, surely it would be alright. You were just resting. Rest was important.

“You alright there Smithy?”  Wild asks, strolling up between him and Time so you're no longer in his immediate field of vision. “Headache?

“Yeah, just a small one. Not a big deal.” He said as Wild pulled out his slate, swiping through it before a few candies appeared in his hand. 

“Would these help?”

It wouldn't. But Four never passed up Wild's honey candies. Plus it could be a good way to distract himself from his worries. Plucking one into his mouth, its thick sweetness coated the inside of his mouth as he let the sugar dissolve on his tongue. The strong honey flavor was soothing and though the pain in his head remained, it did feel a bit more relaxed.

“Looks like there's a good spot up ahead. Let's go ahead and call it a day, get some proper rest tonight.” Time calls out, trying not to be too loud lest he wakes you up. 

Chores were distributed out quickly, each person setting out to do their various tasks to help set up and get ready for the evening in their own way. Somehow, Four was lucky enough to be given maintenance, his favorite task for obvious reasons but today it left a sour taste in his mouth.

“Probably just trying to butter us up so we don't yell at him again, the coward.” Blue mumbled, taking out the various polishes and tools he would need for sharpening. Starting with the rancher’s things he got to work. Taking a few extra minutes to polish the hookshot he had borrowed earlier.

“So what if he is? Honestly it's better than having to go track down firewood or get stuck with dinner cleanup.” Vio countered, moving on to Time’s shield.

“Plus, now we have an excuse to stay close by right?” Green offers, eyeing where Time is helping set you in your bedroll nearby. You had woken up a bit while they had started setting up, but from your groggy mumbling you weren't exactly coherent.  

“Can we go check on them soon?” Red asks in the same sort of tone you would expect a child to ask to stay up 5 minutes longer before bedtime. “I really wanna make sure they're okay.”

“I'm sure their fine Red, we should let them be and get this stuff done.” 

“We do need to go get her stuff. I noticed their shield had a nasty dent in it earlier from the…fall.”

It was a weak excuse but otherwise they wouldn't get an opportunity until after dinner. So he quickly gathered up what he had already finished, distributing the various items back to their owners before making his way over

“Here,” He had approached Time first, handing back his shield and trying not to seem like too much of a mother cuckoo as he knelt down beside where you were curled up on your side. “How are they doing?”

“They seem fine for now but we’ll want to keep a close eye on them through the night. So whoever is on watch should check on them every now and then.” Time explained, running a gentle hand over your head as you curled up onto your side. Face still scrunched like you were in pain. “Actually, since you're here would you mind staying with them for a bit?”

“Y-yeah! Sure, let me just go grab the rest of the stuff I'm working on.!” He said a bit too quickly, dashing off the gather the miscellaneous items still left. He placed them down nearby, taking Times place beside you as the older hero gives him a grateful pat on the shoulder before walking off, leaving the two of you alone. 

Waiting till no one else was around, Red reaches out for you, carding a hand through your hair, brushing your face, everything he can get away with without disturbing you. No one stops him, taking the opportunity to calm their own anxieties by checking you from head to toe.

Blue was surprisingly quiet. Eventually pulling the other back to get back to work on the chore at hand. Picking up Wind's sword and beginning to sharpen it.

“Do you think they'll wake up soon?” He asked. His voice much more subdued than earlier. Like he was asking out loud and not just in his own shared head.

“It's hard to say…. “ Green replies.

His hands fall still, the sailors sword laying across his lap like a foreign object. Tears prick at his eyes, the weight of it all feeling heavy on his shoulders as he tried to keep it together. 

“I…I really hope they do..” Blue mumbled, sniffling back the tears. 

Hope is all they can do right now. Hope for your recovery, and hope the others don't notice the tears sliding down his face.

___________

You jolt awake, sitting up so quickly that it felt like your brain slammed against the front of your skull. Suppressing the whimper built up in your throat you pull your legs up, leaning over to rest your forehead on your knees, breathing through the pain. Fingers brush your shoulder, Fours soothing presence hovering around you that had you melting into his side without hesitation.

“You okay?”  His arm wraps around you, coaxing you to lean further into him. You aren't even sure if you actually respond or not, too focused on trying to get your head to stop piercing your skull. Regardless, Four must have understood your plight as he lays you back down, your head resting back onto a flimsy pillow as fingers comb through your hair. “Alright, just take it easy. I’ve got something that can help. I’ll be right back okay?”

Not wanting to nod your head, you shoot him a shaky thumbs up instead. Hearing him scurry off somewhere you try to get your head on straight enough to think properly but the pain seems to be all you can focus on. It almost makes you wish you were back in that damn cave. Sure you were in pain then as well but not like this. Though that was probably only due to the adrenaline and existential dread that just suppressed it all.

Minutes passed and Four still hadn't come back. You can hear him nearby if you listen carefully enough but there is no way to decipher what he's doing or how much longer it'll take.

“Four?” Calling out weakly to him in hopes he comes back sooner. There isn't a response but you can definitely hear his footsteps rushing back over to you.

“Sorry, sorry it took me a bit to figure out where Wild stashed it in the slate.” He explains like you know exactly what he's talking about. “Sit up for me? This should help with the headache.”

Grumbling out a ‘sure’ he helps you sit up, slowly this time before a warm mug is pushed into your hands.

“I let it cool a bit but it might still be hot.” He warns, as you bring it to your lips. Taking a cautionary sip to check it's temperature before taking a full gulp. The taste of peppermint is strong, but there is an underlying almost fruity flavor  to it that you can't name but it's delicious regardless. You take another big gulp as your head dulls into a fuzzy sort of feeling.

“Two saves in one day,” you whisper, placing the cup down beside you. “Either I'm more of a disaster than I realized or you take your job as a hero very seriously.”

The world around you becomes a bit clearer. Blaring ringing dying into crickets chirping in the distance while bleary shapes of your seemingly sleeping compartment come into focus in the fire light.

“How late is it?” You ask with a small yawn tagged onto the end.

“Not very. I offered to take first watch and everyone only really settled down a little bit ago.” Four said, moving till he was sat on your left. His shoulder brushing against yours comfortably. “Are you feeling better?”

You actually nod your head this time, giving him a warm smile. “Yeah I'm okay. Thank you- again.”

“No problem. I get headaches a lot and potions never seem to help. Someone back home made this tea blend for me and it's been a life saver ever since. I'm glad it seemed to work for you too.”

A comfortable silence fell over you. The tingle of peppermint still in your tongue as you slowly lean over and rest your head on his shoulder.

“Is this okay?” You ask, a bit unsure even though it was just a few hours ago you had your face buried into his chest.

“Y-yeah” His arm snakes around you, landing on your waist to pull you a bit closer. Your heart beats a bit faster at the contact, the conversation from earlier playing in your mind, tinting your cheeks pink.

Tilting your head you glimpse up at his face. Crimson eyes that burn as bright as the fire catch your gaze, offering an awkward smile.

“Can I ask you something?”

A silent nod, eyes glued to yours that now gleamed with curiosity.

“Did you mean what you said earlier?”

“About the Minish?” He clarifies, tilting his head like he often does when he's confused. Something so small that you found so charming about him.

“No, well, sorta I guess, but after that…” you stammered. Nerves beginning to get the better of you. Or maybe it was the concussion.

“...Do I really make you happy?”

Even is the dim light of the fire you could see his face turn red spreading up to his ears that were that drooped a bit in embarrassment. His fingers twitching nervously over your waist as he holds your gaze.

“I meant every word.” His voice is soft and the butterflies in your stomach are threatening to spill out. You sit up straighter, unable to restrain the goofy smile on your lips.

“Really?”

“I wouldn't lie to you (Y/n).” Green swirled into his eyes, clashing against the red like a raging forrest fire. “Just being around you makes my day. But seeing you happy feels like a gift from Hylia herself.” 

His hand comes up to cup your cheeks. Thumb brushing the corner of your mouth as his eyes stare longingly at your lips.

“I’ve missed seeing you happy.”

Four leans in, his face hovering an inch in front of yours as he waits to see how you'll respond. Still grinning like an idiot you lean in as well, pressing your lips against his for a long moment till you pulled back. The tip of your nose brushing his as you both let out a small, relieved chuckle. He pulls you back in, lips moving against yours like it was second nature. His hand sliding from your face into your hair that holds you in place untill his lungs scream at him for air.

You're both panting lightly, holding onto each other lightly as you lean away. 

“I think I understand what you meant now. About finding your own happiness.”

Four chuckles, pulling you closer till you are pressed against his chest. “Yeah?”

“Yeah. And it's right here in front of me.”

Lips meld together once more. Knowing that whatever tomorrow brings, Four will be there to help you through it. And if something small catches the corner of your eye, well, maybe you're lucky is finally about to change after all.

[icomeandg0]

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