#misaki x reader

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ᴵ'ᵈ ᵈᵒ ᵃⁿʸᵗʰⁱⁿᵍ ᶠᵒʳ ²⁰ ᵇᵘᶜᵏˢ, ᴵ'ᵈ ˢᵉˡˡ ᵐʸ ˢᵒᵘʳ ˢᵒᵘˡ.

CW: Killer Chat warnings apply here as well!! // Down Misaki, you cheer her up !! Pre-established relationship

Tw: ronin :(

Misaki was in a hurry, a big one. She was behind on rent for the past two months, sure she got some of it paid!! However, her landlord gave her a week's extension. And that week was almost up.

You were drawing a little doodle of this anime your girlfriend recently got into, you hoped that it would lift her spirits just a bit after her stressed mood earlier this morning. Giving a little hum, you finished the doodle and quickly found yourself bored. Checking your phone you saw that Misaki had texted you, perfect timing !!

@hitmeuppp: I need you

Help

Please

d4rlinMC: Woah woah hey what's wrong?

@hitmeuppp: im freaking out right now

I got a really expensive hit

Which is good! Cuz yknow, rent

But the venue is like really crowded and there is a bunch of people everywhere

I don't wanna risk them seeing the glare from my sniper

What do I do?

@d4rlinmc: Okay, breathe. Just breathe in and out. You got this sweetie, I believe in you.

@hitmeuppp: okay okay brb , I love you ♡ (^з^)-☆

@d4rlinmc: i love you too, now focus and get that bag!

You smiled to yourself as you cheered up your stressed out girlfriend. You continued doodling on her bed, thinking of her as you scribbled each stroke on the paper until she got home.

Misaki unlocked the door and dropped her heavy dufflebag by the door, kicking it into the hallway closet. She ran her fingers through her hair as she took of her accessories and changed into her normal pajamas.

You stretched your arms out towards her, making a little grabby hands motion as she fell into your arms. She hugged your waist, as she grumbled into your neck about her day and how the assassination went.

You stroked her hair gently, comforting her after such a long and stressful day. She felt like a matching puzzle piece in your arms, complete and content. Your bodies were wrapped and entangled in each other, just like your lives.

The drawing was completely forgotten, the two of you fell asleep in each other's arms. Safe from the outside world, protected by your mutual killer friends. Protected by you.

𝙼𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚔𝚒 𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚝 𝚜𝚊𝚏𝚎, 𝙼𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚔𝚒 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚎.

Part 2? [While I continue to clear out my inbox :3]

[prettypuff]

Serial Sick

in which: your favorite serial killers find out you're sick pairings: ronin x reader || angel x reader || v x reader || misaki x reader

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Wrapped in love(V x Misaki x Reader)

Authors note: Wrote this in 6 hours(I took breaks to eat and rest, promise), and honestly wrote this for me. I also notice there isn't a lot of Misaki x V x Reader fics so here it is. :) Hope you enjoy it!

No trigger warnings :)

You open the door to see 2 boxes, and you know immediately who they were from. It started from Christmas and birthdays to now fun ‘care packages’ to each other. It was nice to give gifts to your partners even if they are across the world. Grabbing the packages, you walk back inside, placing them on the kitchen counter. Your partner, Misaki, has placed stickers all around the package, showing immediately it's from them. Meanwhile, your boyfriend has placed everything neatly, like he made sure it was perfect before he sent it. 

You quickly sent them a message that you received them and that you were going to open them. Placing your phone down and grabbing the box cutter, you open Misaki’s gift first, being careful of all the stickers on it. 

Upon opening the gift, you see a keychain of 2 small yarn dolls looking like Misaki and V, a few japanese snacks, the very fruit fragrance Misaki talked about before, a necklace with a blue gem and a green gem, and lastly a letter with a anime character sticker closing it. You grab the letter, carefully opening it without breaking the sticker. 

“To my dearest love sugar baby dumpling, 

I got a few new things for you!(some I made for you) 

So first off the dolls! We all match!! I have one that looks like you and so does V. V has one that looks like me and one of you. Then you have me and V! So even if we all are millions miles away from each other we have a piece with us(even if they are tiny versions of us)! Same as the gems, you have mine and V’s colors, while we have yours and each other's favorite. 

Next item! Japanese snacks, I grabbed what I thought you would like, you talked about what snacks you like over there and thought since last time you gave me some snacks I missed enjoying over there, thought I would return the favor! I really enjoyed these so I think you would too!

Lastly, the fragrance, since I can’t put it on you to see if you like it, I sent the bottle(this is a brand new bottle, I still have the original). So try it and tell me how you like it!

Now before you go off to call me and V, hope you enjoy these gifts, my darling spouse!

Your sweet and handsomest lover ♡♡♡♡♡”

You chuckle as you place the letter down, humming softly as you now open V’s gift. Opening it, you receive a candle of your favorite scent, a tea that V recommended before, a couple bath bombs, a necklace with your favorite animal as the charm, some of your favorite sweets, and a framed photo of all three of you when Misaki visited, it was decorated with hearts and animals all three of you symbolize yourselves. No letter but you know he would rather say it through a call. 

Picking up everything, you put it in your room. Smiling about what to give them back, you sat at your desk with the necklace Misaki gave you, picking up the video call with them. Misaki was twirling in their chair, talking to V about something. V was listening in, humming along with her words. 

“Hello, thank you for both of your care packages!” You smiled, placing the necklace around your neck as you see both of them are already wearing them. Making you melt softly inside.

“Well, well, there’s Mx. Late! I was wondering when you were joining, and glad they got to your place safely. BUT that aside, I finally can gush about your gift! I got them yesterday, and oh god, I love the huge stuffed cat!” Misaki yelled, they were twisting their chair faster since she started talking. Then slapping their hands onto their desk, excited. “And V, how could you?! You got me the whole manga set!” 

“I thought you would like it, you said you’ve been tempted to read it so I got the full book set for you, I also got one so you can rant about it to me. I also got the light novel version as well. People online said there is a difference to it. So I am looking forward to it.” V said smiling. “Also Reader, thank you for the animal supplies. I see that these are from the brand I told you about a while ago. I’m sure your favorite will enjoy them.” 

“Give them extra scratches from me please.” You said into your mic. 

Misaki cuts in, “Oh! Oh! Please give Clementine some as well! I miss her so much!” 

“I will, I will.” 

“Thank you, Pookie bear!” 

You play with your necklace, smiling softly. Misaki brought out a teal cat plushie, hugging it as she leaded into their chair. V straightened his poster as he softly stretched. 

“Now the council will decide where and when we are all gonna meet in person. I say Japan!” Misaki giggled.

“I agree, it would be fun, and Misaki, I remember you mentioned that it would be a sakura viewing festival soon?” V was already on his phone, planning everything.

“Oh, yeah!” Misaki gasped, “Let’s do that together! I will make food for us-” 

“Let’s cook it together!” You yelled out, “it could be a whole day date thing. And we can stargaze again.”

“Oh, get some new matching pajamas! I saw really cool pjs that would be so cool to wear!” 

You gasped, “Movie night as well?”

“Yooo! Totally we can do a movie night!” 

V watched as you and Misaki yell out ideas and plans. He was typing things into his phone, but he allowed you two to plan things out. He enjoyed spending time with both of you, so this trip would be lovely. “There is also a charity a bit after the festival, so how would you both like to join me in the event?” 

“Me! Me! I won’t skip time to hang out with my spouses!” Misaki lifted their hand up, waving it like crazy. 

“Free food and spending time with the people I love, also count me in, V.”

“Sounds good. Now Misaki, I believe it’s your turn to pick the movie.” V said, getting up. “You can start setting up, I’m going to grab a drink.” 

“Alright!” Misaki leaned forward, almost dropping her cat. You can hear clicking from their side, while you grab your favorite color stuff animal that represents you. Hugging it close to you, you watched their facial reactions as they got it ready. You wouldn’t trade either one of them for the world, and you were truly in love with them. While you stare at their cameras, you already started planning for their next care package, one to hand them in person again.

[bloodied-blossom]

Killer Chat HCS!

Minor spoilers for V's Name

Small headcannon about their favorite physical touch! (Small writing to keep this active while I write angel x reader) Honestly I was thinking about which physical touch they'd be caught doing the most and these sillies came to mind! I might write little one shots based off this later!

Friendly reminder these are just headcannons!

── .✦Angel ˚໒꒱

Angel's favorite physical affection would have to be hand holding, or caressing the other's face. Softly holding you to let you know you're safe. You'll always have her by your side, that if you need her? She's right there.

She seems like the type of person to keep you close and whisper comforting words to you, like you so proudly comforted her all those times before. Rubbing her fingers against the back of your hand gently to keep you grounded or pressing feather like kisses to your forehead.

Simply reminders that she's there, she loves you.

Bonus; Favorite nicknames for you would be sweetheart, little feather, or mi amor.

______๑♡⁠๑______

── .✦Misaki ⌐╦ᡁ᠊╾━

Misaki's favorite physical affection would most probably be hugs, embraces. Wrapping their arm's around you, whether it's one around your shoulder, both around your waist or neck, anything to feel you against her. It's comfortable being able to know you're there, that you're okay.

They get anxious, so having a weight pressing against them can comfort her. Plus! Getting to be close to you like that means you two can joke around without many hearing... (but you both know you're too loud for that) She's the type of person to give surprise hugs! Whether you're busy or not, if you're in range? They'll go for the hug.

Kissing your cheek or shoulder even depending on how they hug you. Their hugs bring you a sense of warmth and comfort just as much as holding you makes them happy. They'd go above and beyond to keep you happy.

Bonus; Favorite nicknames for you would be honey, dear, something REALLY CORNY, or a play on your name! (Cherry > Cher)

��� 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

── .✦Ronin ♱𓄋♱

Ronin's favorite physical affection was most difficult for me to place, but I definitely think grabbing. Now i get it... WDYM? Well! I feel as though he's the type of person to grab his partner's wrist, arm, hands, or even their face and either pull them closer or turn them to face him. He's not exactly the most gentle person..........

Wanting your attention, and knowing how to get it, he'd reach for your wrist or arm and pull you closer. Keeping a hand on your shoulder or your chin. I could also seeing him tugging you close by your wrist only to kiss your hand and let you go as though nothing happened.

He's never been big on vocalizing his love for you in a more sweet or gentle ways, but there are times when you two are alone where he holds your chin gently, kissing your cheek or the corner of your lips and reminding you he does love you despite his crude ways of showing it.

Bonus; Favorite nicknames for you would probably be darlin', angel, or even sugar! Idk he seems like a 'sugar' person!

⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘

── .✦Valentin𓂃𓆙

And finally! (Best for last hehe)

Valentin's favorite physical affection would have to be small, gentle touches such as pats or things like shoulder rubs. Walking up to you and gently kissing the top of your head, running his fingers through your hair and telling you how lovely you look today. He's definitely better with his words than touch.

Cooing at you, softly rubbing your shoulders while telling you he's proud of you, that you're doing well. Checking if you've taken care of yourself today, keeping you in a state of relaxation whenever he's close. It's a nice feeling, the placid atmosphere. If you're lucky, i think he'd nuzzle against your head, rubbing his cheek against the top of your head or against yours and then get terribly embarrassed for doing it.

Besides this, I think he'd crochet you small things rather than show physical touch. Small things from plushies to beanies or hats. Anything that makes you happy.. because to him? You look amazing no matter how you dress or accessories.

Bonus; Favorite nicknames for you would be little bird(dove), love, dearest, and possibly precious.

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I loved writing this! Honestly it helped me get out some stray thoughts and gave me some ideas!

Enjoy temporary food hehe

[vandme12]

Wedded Bliss and Hit Lists - Killer Chat Wedding! Head canons! (Special for 100)

This is a small gift, 100 followers, I grew so soon. I'm so excited to do things for this fandom!

I love you all!

Ronin Beaufort!

The Proposal? Unhinged.

Traditional? Never heard of her. Ronin proposes in his way—dramatic, messy, and a little bit criminal. Expect a bloody heart scrawled on a wall with his crowbar, a ring slipped on your finger before you even notice, and a devilish smirk when you realize.

He doesn’t ask, he claims. “You’re mine, darlin’. ‘Til death do us part—if it even can.”

The Rings? Custom and Chaotic.

Of course, Angel helps him design them—gothic, blackened metal with a blood-red gemstone (or one that looks like it), and the inside is engraved with"R.B X (Your First Initial)” because he has no shame.

Yours is fancy, but his? He wears a thick band with a jagged design, and if you don’t put it on him yourself,

💀 Ronin as a Husband + The Day of the Wedding 💍

The Wedding Day: A Bloody Fairytale (His Way, Of Course)

Traditional? Nah. Ronin’s wedding isn’t some soft, white-veil affair—it’s a chaotic, adrenaline-pumping fever dream. Forget pastel flowers and quiet vows; he’s giving you black roses dipped in crimson and a blood-splattered ceremony in Purgatory (the alley where you shared your first kiss).

He insists on having the ceremony at midnight. Why? “C’mon, babe—if we’re doin’ this, we’re doin’ it right. No sun, all sin.” The whole place is lit by red neon lights and candles. Romantic in a rotting kind of way.

His outfit? Over-the-top. Black leather jacket, maroon ripped pants, and his usual chaos of accessories—but with a little touch of wedding flair: a silver chain around his neck engraved with your name, and a skull pin that says “’Til Death” on it.

Angel is the one who "officiates" the wedding—if you count her laughing through the ceremony and calling you both “unhinged lovebirds” as official. She’s wearing all white “to be ironic.” Ronin’s response? “If you ruin my moment, Angel, I'll bring my child."

Instead of a normal walk down the aisle, He carries you “Damn. If I wasn’t marryin’ ya, I’d be kidnappin’ ya.”

The Vows? Pure Chaos and Pure Him.

His vows are a mess—half confessions, half threats to anyone who’d dare touch you. “I promise to love ya, haunt ya, and maybe murder anyone who looks at ya funny. Or Kill ya/j”

He doesn’t get emotional easily, but when he says “No one else gets me, but you do—and I ain’t lettin’ that go, ever,” his voice dips just a little softer. It’s rough around the edges, like him, but so painfully sincere it’s almost too much to handle.

“Blood-red suits ya, babe.”

Reception? Think More Crime Scene Afterparty.

No boring banquet hall—he drags you to the rooftop of an abandoned warehouse, where he’s set up his version of a reception. Black leather couches, flickering red lights, and a playlist that’s just metal, punk, and songs that remind him of you.

The cake? Oh, it’s black, alright. A blood-red filling when you cut it open. He insists on smashing a piece in your face. If you try to get revenge, he just laughs and lets you.

When the first dance comes around, he pulls you close—no slow, sappy waltz. He dips you so low your back almost touches the floor, all while murmuring, “Can’t believe ya married me, sweetheart. You’re a little crazy.”

Ronin as a Husband: The Good, The Bad, and the Chaotic.

Clingy. Oh, he loves being married to you—and he’ll make sure everyone knows it. If you even try to go anywhere without a goodbye kiss, he’s pulling you back by your waist. “Where’s my kiss, Mrs. Devil?”

Pet Names? Relentless. "Darlin’," "Sweetheart," "My Little Heartbreaker," and—when he’s feeling extra possessive—“My Forever.”

Jealous not really! But! Anyone so much as flirts with you? They’re getting a look that could kill. If you tease him about being possessive, he just shrugs, “Course I am. What’s mine’s mine.”

Weirdly Domestic… In His Way.

Will absolutely make you breakfast—but it’s gonna be black coffee and pancakes shaped like skulls. Maybe Not, He's a okay-person in kitchen

He’s in charge of home defense, which means there are too many weapons hidden in your place. (Your couch? Knife. Your bookshelf? Crowbar.)

Anniversaries Are… Intense.

Every anniversary, he takes you back to Purgatory to “renew your vows” by carving a fresh bloody heart into the wall.

He gets you the most unhinged gifts: one year, he gives you a dagger with “Mine Forever” engraved on the blade. Romantic!

When You’re Sick?

Pretends he’s too tough to worry, but the moment you so much as sneeze, he’s fussing over you.

Brings you soup (even though he can’t cook) and sits at your bedside like a demon guard dog. “I ain’t leavin’ ‘til you’re better, babe.”

Fights? Loud. Dramatic. Always Ends in Kisses.

Arguments with Ronin are explosive. He’ll push your buttons on purpose, just to see if you’ll push back.

But if he thinks he’s really hurt you? He folds immediately. “Baby—hey, baby, c’mon. I didn’t mean it. You know I’m an idiot.”

Would He Die For You? Absolutely.

He wouldn’t hesitate. Your enemies are his enemies.

But really? He’s not afraid of dying—he’s afraid of losing you. “If you go first, babe, I’m followin’ right after ya. No question.”

Forever Means Forever.

Ronin doesn’t do temporary. When he said “forever,” he meant it. Whether you want to wreak havoc together or just spend quiet nights tangled up in each other—he’s there. Always.

And if anyone thinks they can take you from him? They’re in for a hell of a rude awakening.

“What’s mine stays yours, darlin’—and you’re stuck with me. Forever.”

When V finds out you and Ronin—the Ronin—are officially, legally (or maybe not-so-legally) married, his reaction is… complicated.

🖤 1. The Initial Reaction: Processing…

At first? Silence. Cold. Heavy. The kind that stretches on long enough to make anyone else squirm.

You tell him during a quiet night on the server—just a casual drop like, “Oh yeah, by the way, Ronin and I got married.”

For a full minute, he doesn’t respond. Not one word. Not even a blink emoji.

Then, finally:

V: "Married."

That’s it. One word. Flat. Clinical. Like he’s trying to figure out if this is some elaborate joke—or if the world’s truly gone off the rails.

🗡️ 2. The Overprotective Judgment™

Look, V isn’t stupid. He’s always known something was brewing between you two. He heard the flirting, the teasing—he’s seen Ronin’s obsession with you. He’d be blind not to.

But marriage? That’s another level of unhinged.

His next DM comes ten minutes later, and it’s direct:

V: “Is this a joke, or have you genuinely lost your mind?”

He doesn’t trust Ronin—not entirely. Not when the man’s idea of a romantic gesture involves blood splatter and sharp objects. And while V respects your choices… he’s concerned.

“You understand what you’re tying yourself to, don’t you?” he asks, voice colder than usual. It’s not disapproval—it’s caution.

👁️ 3. Watching Ronin… Closely.

From the second V learns about the marriage, Ronin becomes his #1 Surveillance Target.

He tracks his movements more. Listens to every conversation. If Ronin so much as breathes suspiciously around you, V knows.

If Ronin’s sweet? V thinks it’s manipulation.

If Ronin’s distant? V’s ready to interrogate.

And Ronin? Oh, he loves it. He knows V’s watching—and he plays it up. Texts you obnoxiously sweet things in the public chat just to piss him off:

Goreboy: “Missin’ my spouse already. Bet you’re sittin’ there lookin’ all cute, huh? 😘”

V? Seething.

Angel's reaction

1. The Initial Reaction: Stunned Silence (And an Immediate Drink)

When Angel first hears the news, she’s mid-photoshoot—some sleek, ethereal setup where everything is soft lighting and cold marble. Her phone buzzes with a notification from Luca (because, of course, he’s the one who spilled it to the whole server).

SURPRISE Y’ALL, DEVIL GOT WIFED UP 💍 @Goreboy @You

Her brain short-circuits. She actually calls a break. Angel, the perfectionist who never leaves a set, calls a break because her ex-turned-best-friend just got married without telling her.

And the first thing she does? Orders champagne.

If anyone’s getting drunk over this, it’s gonna be her.

2. Teases Ronin

She slides into Ronin’s DMs while waiting for her makeup touch-up, keeping it light, breezy—too breezy:

Angel: “Marriage? Really? Is this some new kink or are you serious?” Goreboy: “Relax, Mx goreboy will not be happy to see what you thought. I'm serious Angel."

Angel: “Ugh, That ring wasn't a joke..”

3. The Protective Big Sister Mode™

Angel sends you a DM next:

Angel: “Congratulations (I think). You sure you’re ready for that lunatic 24/7?”

You tell her you love him. That you’re happy.

And Angel feels happy for her friend...

4. The Girl Talk Interrogation

When you and Angel finally talk voice-to-voice, she’s sitting on her balcony, glass of wine in hand, night breeze tugging at her perfect curls. Her voice is too casual—the way it always is when she’s hiding how much she cares.

“So… tell me everything. Did he do some grand psycho thing? Blood hearts? A body? Knowing him, he probably thought a murder scene was romantic, huh?”

She laughs, but it’s not cruel. It’s just… Angel. Sharp edges wrapped in sugar.

But underneath, she’s asking the real question: Does he love you the way you deserve?

And when you answer—when you tell her how he looks at you, how he treats you like you’re the only thing in the world—Angel relaxes. Just a little.

Angel makes a public post in the server—for you—because that’s how she expresses love: loud, visible, undeniable.

"Congrats to the newlyweds. If @Goreboy screws this up, I’m personally throwing him into a woodchipper. 💋 #AngelApproved #WeddingOfTheYear"

Misaki's reactions!

💌 1. The Immediate Reaction: Absolute Chaos™

When Misaki finds out—because let’s be real, they didn’t get a formal announcement, Luca probably dropped it in the chat like a bomb—they lose it.

Luca: “Yo, @Goreboy got hitched. Someone check the apocalypse calendar.”

Misaki: “EXCUSE ME??? MARRIED?? LIKE LEGALLY?? WHO THE HELL ALLOWED THIS??”

Cue Misaki spamming the chat with caps lock, fifty cat memes, and alien abduction theories. Because if anyone was gonna get legally bound to Ronin, they figured it would be an interdimensional being, not a real person they actually know.

They’re not mad. They’re just deeply confused—and too entertained to stop.

💌 2. Instigating Maximum Drama™

Misaki immediately slides into your DMs with zero chill:

Misaki: “HOLD UP, YOU MARRIED THE DEVIL AND DIDN’T INVITE ME???” You: “It was… spontaneous.” Misaki: “Spontaneous is buying a weird energy drink at 3 AM, not legally binding yourself to the human equivalent of a horror movie jumpscare!!”

They are deeply offended they didn’t get to throw confetti or wear some ridiculous outfit to your wedding. In retaliation, they threaten to officiate a fake ceremony in the chatroom.

Misaki: “Second wedding. My rules. V’s the flower girl. Ronin wears a leash.”

And the scariest part? They’re dead serious about it.

💌 3. Confused… But Protective

Once the jokes die down (for about five seconds), Misaki takes a breath—and the worry kicks in. They may be playful, but underneath all that chaos is someone who actually cares.

Because they know Ronin.

And yeah, he’s fun, but he’s also… a lot. And they’ve seen how quickly things with him can go sideways if you aren’t careful.

So, they check in.

Misaki: “But seriously… you okay? He treating you right?”

When you tell them how happy you are, how Ronin’s been soft (well, as soft as he can be) and sincere, Misaki lets out a breath they didn’t realize they were holding.

💌 4. Becoming Your Self-Appointed "Marriage Consultant"

From that point on, Misaki takes it upon themselves to be your official marriage advisor, despite having no business doing so.

Misaki: “If he pisses you off, put glitter in his boots. No killer is scary when they sparkle.”

They send you relationship quizzes, offer weird gift ideas, and will absolutely text you things like:

Misaki: “If he ever forgets your anniversary, I’m legally required to assassinate him. Just saying.”

💌 5. Weird Wedding Gift Incoming

A week later, a mystery package shows up at your door. Inside?

A handmade knife (with both your initials engraved, because of course).

A mixtape labeled “Marriage Survival Guide” (track one is Olivia Rodrigo’s Bad Idea Right?).

A tiny alien plushie with a note: “If he acts up, beam his ass back to space. – Love, Misaki 👽”

💍 After-Wedding Ronin Headcanons 💀

🖤 1. "Husband" Privileges

Oh, you think Ronin is letting this slide quietly? No chance. The second those vows are said, it’s like he’s unlocked a new personality.

“‘Spouse’ sounds so boring—‘lover’ is better. But ‘husband’? Oh, babe, I’m gonna make that your favorite word.”

He abuses the title constantly—throwing around “husband” and “wife” or “spouse” in every context possible.

“Can’t argue with me, babe. Husband’s orders.”

“That’s ‘your devil husband’ to you.”

“You married me, sweetheart—this is legally your problem now.”

And he expects you to flex it, too. If you don’t show off the ring? He’ll make sure everyone sees it.

“Mx Y/n Beaufort.”

“This means you’re mine. No take-backs, sweetheart.”

He’ll tease, of course. Ask if you’re gonna run—if you regret it—but his grip when he holds you? That death-grip on your waist? Yeah, you’re not going anywhere.

💋 3. His Version of Domestic Bliss

Ronin’s not the white-picket-fence type—but he loves the idea of building chaos with you.

Late-night drives to nowhere, hands tangled on the gearshift.

he tells you the stories from his past.

Waking up with scissors on the nightstand and a love note tucked under your pillow.

“Rise and shine, lover—thought about murdering you in your sleep, but I’m sentimental now.”

He loves you, The next time he wakes up. He knows you're someone who won't discard his past. You will listen to it, He trusts you.

Angel

Angel as Your Wife – Wedding Day Perfection

Angel has always been the type to love love. She flirts like it’s second nature, teases with a wink and a smile, but underneath it all, she loves deeply, fiercely, without hesitation. And today—her wedding day—is the moment she’s been dreaming about since the day she realized forever with you was the only thing she ever truly wanted.

💍 The Proposal – The Moment She Knew

Angel is a romantic, but she also loves a bit of fun, so her proposal to you is an event. Whether she’s proposing to you or waiting for you to propose, it has to be memorable.

If she proposes, it’s spontaneous but perfect. Maybe it’s on a quiet rooftop under the city lights, her hands slipping into yours as she murmurs, “I never thought I’d find someone who could keep up with me, who’d see all of me and love me anyway.” Then she pulls out the ring, and for once, her teasing smirk softens into something more tender. “So, what do you say, sweetheart? Want to be mine forever?”

If you propose, she’s stunned—like genuinely breathless for a second, blinking at you before breaking into the brightest, most heart-melting smile. She tackles you in a hug before she even gets the words out. “Yes! Of course, yes! How could I ever say no to you?”

Either way, the moment the ring is on her finger, she’s already planning the wedding with stars in her eyes.

☀️ The Morning of the Wedding – Butterflies & Love Notes

Angel wakes up bouncing with excitement. She’s always been a morning person, but today, she’s practically glowing before the sun is even up.

Her first thought? You. She grabs her phone immediately, sending you a text: “Good morning, future spouse. I hope you’re ready, because in just a few hours, I’ll officially be yours. Nervous? Excited? Don’t worry, sweetheart, I’ll make sure you never regret saying ‘I do.’”

She sends you a little gift—maybe a handwritten letter filled with all the reasons she loves you, or a small locket with a picture of you both.

Despite being surrounded by bridesmaids and stylists, her mind keeps drifting to you. She keeps catching herself smiling in the mirror, twirling in her dress, wondering what your reaction will be when you see her.

👗 Her Look – A Vision in White

Angel has an eye for elegance, but she also knows how to make an impact.

Her dress is breathtaking—soft, flowing fabric that clings in all the right places, delicate lace details that shimmer under the light. She wants to look like a dream, and oh, she does.

Her makeup is just enough to enhance her natural beauty, with a soft glow and perfectly lined lips. She knows you love her smile, so she makes sure it stands out.

Her veil? Dramatic—because of course, Angel loves a touch of flair. But when she lifts it to kiss you, her eyes are locked onto yours, warm and full of love.

💌 The Ceremony – The Moment Everything Stops

When the doors open and Angel steps down the aisle, the entire world pauses.

Her eyes find yours instantly, and her teasing smile fades into something softer, more vulnerable. For once, she’s not flirting, not playing—she’s just looking at you, and the sheer love in her expression is enough to take your breath away.

She walks slowly, savoring every second, every step closer to you.

When she finally reaches you, she exhales a little laugh, whispering, “You look so good, my love. I almost want to skip the vows and kiss you now.”

And oh, the vows.

Angel speaks from the heart, her voice steady, but full of emotion. “I’ve spent my whole life chasing excitement, chasing passion. But then I met you, and suddenly, all I wanted was something steady—something real. You are my greatest adventure, my softest love, my forever. And I promise to be yours, every single day, for the rest of our lives.”

When the officiant finally says, “You may kiss the bride,” Angel does not wait. She throws her arms around you, pulling you in with a bright, breathless laugh before pressing her lips to yours in a kiss so deep, so full of love, that the entire crowd erupts into cheers.

🎉 The Reception – The Life of the Party

If the ceremony was emotional, the reception is pure fun. Angel is in her element—dancing, laughing, stealing kisses from you every chance she gets.

The First Dance: She pulls you close, resting her forehead against yours as you sway to the music. “Dancing with you feels like a dream,” she murmurs, “but you’re really mine, aren’t you?”

Feeding You Cake: She feeds you a bite with a teasing smile, but if you try to be playful and smear frosting on her nose? She gasps dramatically before grabbing you by the tie (or collar) and whispering, “You’ll pay for that later.”

The Bouquet Toss: Angel throws it over her shoulder without looking—and then winks when she sees who catches it.

🌙 The End of the Night – Just You & Her

As the guests start to leave, Angel finds you again, slipping her hand into yours.

She’s softer now, the excitement of the day settling into something deeper.

“Let’s go home,” she whispers, pressing a kiss to your jaw. “I’ve had you in front of hundreds of people all day. Now, I want you all to myself.”

The second the door closes behind you, she’s wrapping herself around you, sighing in relief. “I still can’t believe it,” she murmurs against your lips. “I get to be yours. Forever.”

And as she pulls you down into another slow, lingering kiss, it’s clear—this isn’t just the end of your wedding day. It’s the beginning of forever with Angel, your sweet, flirty, devoted wife. 💕

How V reacts!

V treats Angel’s wedding with his usual brand of stoic dignity—or at least, he tries to.

During the Ceremony: He watches silently from the back, arms crossed, dressed in an immaculate black suit. When Angel walks down the aisle, there’s the faintest hint of a smile—just a twitch at the corner of his lips. If anyone asks, he’ll claim he’s there to "ensure the institution of marriage isn’t a front for more criminal activity." But really? He respects Angel more than he lets on—and seeing her happy means something.

When Ronin Starts Teasing: V doesn’t engage—at first. But when Ronin drops his “consummate it” line, V glances over and mutters dryly, “It’s impressive how you can make anything sound depraved. A true talent.”

At the Reception: He lingers at the edge of the crowd, sipping sparkling water like it’s a stakeout. But when Angel pulls him onto the dance floor, he surprisingly doesn’t resist. He’s stiff at first—too controlled—but softens just enough to let Angel tease him into a spin. (He draws the line at twirling.)

When Angel Tosses the Bouquet: It practically flies in his direction. He catches it with one hand—then immediately hands it off to the nearest bystander with a curt, “No.”

When Saying Goodbye: His farewell is simple, but sincere. He clasps Angel’s hand briefly and says, “You deserve to be happy. Don’t let anyone take that from you.” And if his gaze lingers on her just a second too long… well, no one calls him out on it. Not even Ronin.

How Misaki Reacts!

Misaki treats Angel’s wedding like it’s the social event of the decade—equal parts chaos and genuine affection.

During the Ceremony: She’s sitting in the front row, legs crossed, wearing a pastel pink suit that’s somehow both adorable and deadly. She whistles low when Angel walks down the aisle and mutters, “Damn, girl—if your spouse backs out, I’m right here.” She’s definitely the one who claps too early when they’re pronounced married.

When Ronin Starts Teasing: Misaki cackles. Loudly. And, of course, she piles on: “Please, you know Angel’s gonna break them in, not the other way around.” She even fake-swoons and adds, “Wish someone would ruin me like that.”

At the Reception: She’s the first on the dance floor and the last to leave it. At one point, she grabs the mic and gives an impromptu, half-drunk toast: “Angel, babe—if your spouse ever breaks your heart, I’m legally obligated to commit murder. Just saying. Congrats, though!” She cries a little at the end but blames it on the champagne.

When Angel Tosses the Bouquet: Misaki dives for it like her life depends on it—elbowing anyone in her path. When she catches it, she holds it above her head like a trophy and yells, “I’M NEXT, BITCHES!”

When Saying Goodbye: She hugs Angel so tight it’s borderline suffocating. Her voice is soft, just for a moment, when she says, “I’m proud of you, y’know? You deserve all this happiness. Don’t mess it up"—but if you do, I’m still your ride-or-die.”"

How Ronin reacts!

Ronin treats Angel’s wedding like it’s both an opportunity and a game. He’s there to cause problems—but only the fun kind.

During the Ceremony: He shows up fashionably late, of course—wearing an all-black suit that’s too sharp to be legal. He slides into a seat next to Misaki, leans over, and whispers, “Think they’d let me object just for the drama?”

When Angel walks down the aisle, he whistles low under his breath and mutters, “Lucky bastard.” But when the vows start, for once, he’s quiet—watching with an unreadable expression. Maybe, just maybe, there’s a flicker of something softer in his eyes.

When It’s Official: The moment they’re pronounced married, he claps slowly and drawls, “Congratulations—enjoy the lifetime sentence.” But his smirk isn’t as sharp as usual. If anyone’s watching closely, they might catch the way he tilts his head—like he’s memorizing the sight of Angel happy.

At the Reception: He’s everywhere—stealing drinks, and stirring up chaos. When it’s time for speeches, he takes the mic without being invited.

"Angel, babe—I was gonna prepare a heartfelt speech, but let’s be honest, I’m here for the open bar. You’ve always had terrible taste—clearly, since you tolerate me—but somehow, you found someone crazy enough to love you. Don’t mess it up. Or do. I could use the entertainment.”

Of course, he flashes a wicked grin at Angel’s spouse and adds, “Good luck keeping up, sweetheart. You’re gonna need it.”

When Angel Tosses the Bouquet: He makes a show of dodging it, dramatically stepping out of the way while saying, “Marriage? Nah. I’d be someone’s worst nightmare.” But there’s a flicker of something else in his expression—an itch he won’t admit.

When Saying Goodbye: His voice drops lower, teasing but softer when he pulls Angel in for a private goodbye. “Don’t go getting all domestic and boring on me, yeah? But... if they ever break your heart—well, you know how much I love a good reason to kill.”

And Angel walks away, he lingers just a little too long—watching, smirk slipping into something harder to read. He's happy...That his Friend has someone...

💍 Angel as a Wife – Headcanons 💋

Flirty Forever: Marriage doesn’t tone her down—if anything, it dials her charm up. Angel flirts like it’s her full-time job, whether you’ve been married for a week or a decade. Random texts like “Thinking about you in nothing but that ring. Come home soon~” are her specialty.

Spoiling You Rotten: Angel firmly believes her spouse deserves the best of everything. She buys gifts “just because,” books surprise vacations, and insists on pampering you with everything from homemade breakfasts to spontaneous spa days. If you so much as mention wanting something, it’ll probably show up by the end of the week.

Ultimate Hype-Wife: Whatever you do, Angel is your loudest cheerleader. Big career move? She’s throwing a celebration. Minor achievement? She’s bragging about you to anyone who’ll listen. She’s the type to make “I’m married to the hottest, smartest, most amazing human alive” her whole personality—and she means it.

Touchy-Feely Queen: Angel thrives on physical affection. Expect endless kisses (especially when you’re distracted), back rubs after a rough day, and snuggling close whenever you sit down. If you try to leave bed without a goodbye kiss, she’ll whine until she gets her due.

Fights? Flirt Them Away: Arguments with Angel rarely last long—mostly because she’s too stubborn to stay mad and too charming to let you stay mad. She’ll tease her way back into your good graces with a smirk, a soft apology, and probably a well-timed kiss. “You’re not really mad, are you? C’mon, baby~”

Possessive but Playful: Angel doesn’t get jealous often—she knows she’s a catch—but she’s very clear about one thing: you’re hers. If anyone flirts with you, she’s right there, wrapping an arm around your waist and flashing a smile that dares them to try harder. “Aw, sweetie, you’ve got great taste—but they’re all mine.”

Wife + Best Friend Combo: She’s your partner-in-crime for everything—shopping sprees, Netflix marathons, late-night junk food runs. Life with Angel is never boring, and she’s always game for a new adventure, as long as you’re by her side.

Pet Names Galore: She cycles through affectionate nicknames constantly—baby, sweetheart, honeybun, love of my life. If you blush at a particular one, congratulations—it’s now your permanent title.

Over-the-Top Anniversary Queen: Every milestone is an event with Angel. First kiss anniversary? Fancy dinner. Wedding anniversary? Expect an elaborate romantic getaway. She lives for grand gestures and wants you to feel cherished every single day.

Soft, Secret Vulnerability: Beneath the playful exterior, Angel takes marriage seriously. She’s terrified of losing you or not being enough, though she rarely voices these fears outright. On quiet nights, when the world slows down, she’ll hold you a little tighter and whisper, “You’ll stay with me forever, right?”

🌙 Misaki’s Rooftop Wedding – Headcanons 🌙

Setting: A city rooftop at night—skyline glowing, a chaotic mix of neon signs and moonlight. It’s so them—a little messy, a little reckless, but undeniably full of heart. V handled all the preparations with his signature precision (and judgmental sighs), while Ronin and Angel add a sprinkle of chaos just for fun.

🎵 1. Wedding Vibes: Jazz, Chaos, and Cup Noodles

Misaki refuses a traditional ceremony—too stuffy—so the wedding is an informal, wild mix of their favorite things: jazz music blasting, neon lights glowing, and a makeshift altar made from stolen milk crates (Ronin’s touch, obviously).

Angel makes a playlist with Rina Sawayama and Olivia Rodrigo bops because “Misaki deserves a banger soundtrack.”

There’s a snack table… well, more like an entire section dedicated to cup noodles. V disapproves but lets it slide—this once.

🌟 2. Their Wedding Look: Streetwear Chic Chaos

Misaki does not dress traditionally. They rock a black-and-red themed wedding outfit—sleek but chaotic. Their usual worn striped shirt is swapped for a matching black-and-red blazer with the sleeves rolled up.

The lock on their red choker? Custom-engraved with your initials.

They stick to their star hair clips—because they’re a star, duh—but Angel gifted them a tiny wolf charm to wear on their boot. (“For your werewolf agenda.”)

V, with his perfectionism, tried to get them a “sensible” wedding ring—Misaki immediately swapped it for a cheap, heart-shaped plastic ring from a vending machine.

💌 3. The Vows: Silly, Sweet, and So Very Misaki

Misaki writes their vows on the back of a convenience store receipt (fitting, considering their broke assassin lifestyle). Despite the messy delivery, their words are raw and honest: “I never thought I’d make it to something as soft as this. You’re the one thing that makes all this chaos worth it. I’m yours—mess and all.”

They get flustered halfway through and throw in a joke: “If I die first, you get all my cup noodle stash. That’s real love, babe.”

🔪 4. How Everyone Reacts

V: Stoic but proud. He spent weeks planning everything and it’s…chaotic, but seeing Misaki happy softens his usual icy demeanor. At the end, he quietly pulls you aside and says, “Keep them safe. They deserve it.”

Ronin: Cannot stop teasing. Every time Misaki gets emotional, he’s whispering something like, “Aw, soft little killer’s gone domestic. Adorable.” But he means it—his chaos aside, he tells you in private, “Take care of our disaster, yeah?”

Angel: Is the emotional one, dabbing their eyes with a tissue and cheering the loudest when you kiss. They’re also the first to demand a dance party afterward.

🎁 5. The Gifts: Because It’s Misaki

Misaki’s love language is gift-giving—so, naturally, they hand you a handmade, weirdly adorable scrapbook of your relationship so far. Complete with doodles of them as a werewolf protecting you.

Your gift to them? A custom-made lock to replace the one on their choker—it opens with your fingerprint only. They’re OBSESSED.

💫 6. Post-Wedding Chaos

After the ceremony, Misaki pulls you into a rooftop dance—barefoot, giggling, spinning to a jazz remix of their favorite songs.

You both steal leftover cup noodles from the snack table and eat them sitting on the rooftop edge, feet dangling over the city. Misaki leans against you, sighing softly: “If aliens are real, they’d be jealous of this.”

Ronin insists on a “honeymoon prank spree,” while V pretends not to know any of you. Angel suggests a beach trip instead—Misaki loves the idea (mainly because they want to see you in a swimsuit).

Despite the chaos, the night ends with you tangled together under the city lights—Misaki’s head on your shoulder, murmuring: “I’m still a mess, but I’m your mess now.”

How Each would react!

🖤 V – The Reluctant Wedding Planner

Let’s be real—V did not want to organize this chaos, but Misaki (and you) asked, so he did it perfectly.

He handled the venue, the food (even if it was cup noodles), and made sure everything ran smoothly. Efficiency first.

While everyone’s goofing off, he’s quietly watching from the corner, arms crossed. If anyone dares to mess up the ceremony? They answer to him.

Emotional Reaction:

He won’t admit it, but he cares—a lot. Seeing Misaki genuinely happy softens his usual cold exterior. When you exchange vows, you catch the faintest twitch of a smile.

After the ceremony, he pulls you aside and says in his quiet, serious tone: “They’re fragile, even if they pretend otherwise. Don’t hurt them.”

Wedding Gift:

V gifts you both, What...He could. He makes sure, It's well-taken.

🔥 Ronin

Ronin shows up in the most absurd outfit—a sleek black suit, but the tie is covered in tiny cartoon wolves because "Misaki’s whole werewolf thing is iconic, babe."

He spends the whole night teasing both of you, leaning into Misaki’s ear during the vows to whisper: “Awww, soft assassin finally tied down. You’re practically domesticated now.”

Emotional Reaction:

Beneath the teasing, Ronin’s more sentimental than he lets on. He watches Misaki beam during the first dance and mutters to himself, “They deserve something good. Guess that’s you.”

He’s the first to make a dramatic toast, grinning like a devil: “If you break their heart, sweetheart, I’ll break your kneecaps. Fair trade, yeah?”

Wedding Gift:

A personalized lock-and-key set: the lock is heart-shaped and engraved with “Property of Y/N”—he hands it over with a wink.

Also sneaks an untraceable burner phone into Misaki’s gift bag because “You two will get up to crimes eventually. Might as well be prepared.”

💋 Angel

Angel is the emotional one—they’ve been waiting for this moment forever. When you both say “I do,” they’re openly crying while clutching a bedazzled tissue.

They personally decorate the rooftop with fairy lights and glowing stars (“Because Misaki’s a star, duh.”) and insist on a first dance under the neon lights.

Emotional Reaction:

Angel pulls you both into a tight hug right after the ceremony, voice thick with emotion: “You two are so freaking cute. If you mess this up, I’m divorcing both of you emotionally.”

They’re the first to drag you and Misaki to the dance floor, twirling you around while shouting, “Married life means more jazz, babe!”

Wedding Gift:

A scrapbook of all your chaotic group memories—half of it is glitter-covered, and there are way too many doodles of Misaki as a werewolf.

They also gift you a matching bracelet set, one that says “Killer Couple” because Angel is nothing if not dramatic.

💌 After Marriage Headcanons with Misaki 💌

Your life together is a mix of cozy chaos. Mornings are spent tangled in bed sheets because Misaki is not a morning person—good luck trying to pry them away from you.

Misaki insists on keeping your home aesthetic but comfy. Expect string lights, random trinkets from missions, and a million throw pillows because they like to “nest.”

They absolutely steal your clothes—hoodies, shirts, even socks. If it smells like you? It’s theirs now. Don’t fight it.

Home Setup:

Your place is a weird hybrid of a sleek assassin hideout and a cozy city apartment. Their bunker days are over, and you make sure they have a soft place to land after jobs.

Cup noodles still dominate the pantry, but they try to cook for you sometimes. It's… chaotic, but their enthusiasm is cute.

“I made dinner!” “This is three different flavors of instant ramen, babe.” “You love it.”

💖 Affection Overload

Misaki is clingy—but in a cute, touch-starved way. They’re always finding excuses to touch you, whether it’s holding hands, leaning on you, or cuddling in the middle of the day.

Surprise forehead kisses are their favorite weapon. They’ll catch you off guard, pressing a kiss to your temple while grinning, “Love ya, babe.”

When they’re anxious, they’ll find you and bury their face in your neck. Your touch calms them down faster than anything else.

Pet Names Galore:

You get a rotation of chaotic and sweet nicknames—"babe," "cutie," and their personal favorite, “My favorite human.”

If you call them a pet name? Instant blush. They act cool, but the minute you say something like “baby”—they melt.

🎁 Love Language: Gift-Giving

Misaki constantly brings you random gifts—they’re bad at expressing feelings with words, but their love shows in thoughtful gestures.

You get:

Tiny trinkets from their missions (“Look! I stole this cool keychain just for you!”).

Silly notes left around the house (“Don’t forget to eat, nerd.”).

Handmade playlists labeled things like “For when you miss me” or “Hot Assassin Vibes Only.”

🔫 Balancing Assassin Life & Marriage

They’re still taking contracts, but they work less after marrying you. You become their anchor—a reason to come home in one piece.

Whenever they’re out on a job, they text you constantly:

“Still alive. Miss ur face.”

“Bet you’re wearing my hoodie rn.”

“If I die, clear my search history. Love u 💀.”

You’re their emotional support after missions. When the weight of their work gets heavy, you’re the one they fall apart with—and you never judge them for it.

🎶 Random Marriage Shenanigans

Dance Breaks: Random jazz-fueled dance parties in your living room. Misaki will literally grab your hand mid-task and spin you around while singing off-key.

Aliens Exist, Fight Me: They are obsessed with alien documentaries and will drag you into deep conversations at 2 AM.

“Babe, what if we’re just, like, an alien reality show?”

“Misaki. Go to sleep.”

Pet Parenting: One day, they adopt a stray cat and name it “Murderbean.” Misaki spoils it rotten. Murderbean likes you best, and they’re jealous.

🌟 Soft Vulnerability

Marriage makes them softer—with you, at least. You’re the only person they feel safe enough to let their guard down around.

On bad days, they curl up beside you, murmuring, “You’re the best thing that ever happened to me.” They mean it.

They still struggle with anxiety, but knowing they have you makes it easier. When they get overwhelmed, you hold them until their breathing steadies.

💍 Forever Vibes

They talk about the future like it’s inevitable—with you, it is. Misaki jokes about retiring and opening a record shop with you one day.

“As long as I’ve got you, babe, I’m good.”

If you’re ever away for too long, they’ll dramatically drape themselves across the bed and text you, “Come home. I’m dying. No one else makes cup noodles like you do.”

V

🖤 V’s Proposal

V’s proposal isn’t grand or flashy—it’s intimate, deliberate, and entirely him. For a man who sees himself as a protector of justice, promising forever to you is a vow he takes more seriously than anything else.

📖 The Moment It Happens:

It starts with small changes—V’s usual hyper-focus on his work begins to shift. You notice how often he lingers at home, how his fingers brush against yours more often, and how his rare humor comes easier when you’re near.

One night, after a long evening, he finds you sitting on the balcony watching the stars. He doesn’t speak immediately—he just stands there, as if memorizing how you look under the moonlight.

Without his usual tactical armor, he seems softer—like the edges of his sharp moral code dull when he’s with you.

He kneels, smooth and controlled, and extends a small, hand-carved wooden box. You can tell he made it himself—polished oak, edges crisp and precise. No waste. Nothing careless.

Inside is a delicate ring—a silver band shaped like intertwining vines, with a small gemstone nestled between two silver birds in flight.

His voice—steady, low—breaks the silence:

"A lifetime isn't enough to repay what you’ve given me. But if you'll have me, I'll spend every day trying."

💍 How He Handles Your Response:

The moment you say "yes," V’s composure wavers—just a little. His breath hitches; his fingers tremble as he slides the ring onto your hand.

He doesn’t waste words—but the look he gives you is fierce, unyielding. The kind of gaze that says you’re not just his partner—you’re his reason.

When he pulls you into his arms, there’s a gentleness in his touch that no one else ever gets to see. And he lingers—always lingers—because holding you feels more like home than any place he’s ever known.

🕊️ Your Wedding Day – A Sanctuary of Wings 🕊️

V isn’t a man who does things halfway—your wedding is no exception. Every detail reflects his principles: kindness, minimal harm, and a world where every life matters.

1. The Venue – A Bird Sanctuary Paradise

The ceremony is held at a sprawling wildlife reserve—a bird sanctuary he’s been quietly funding for years

The setting is breathtaking: a secluded meadow surrounded by towering trees, soft petals scattered underfoot, and the air filled with birdsong.

Aviaries open during the ceremony, allowing rescued birds—doves, swallows, and finches—to fly freely above the altar.

2. V’s Wedding Attire – Sleek, Minimalist Elegance

He’s all sharp angles in a custom black suit—tailored to perfection. No gaudy embellishments—just clean, elegant lines.

Around his lapel, a silver pin shaped like a raven’s wing—your private symbol.

But when you approach? His expression softens, his usual cold restraint cracking beneath the warmth he saves for you.

3. The Ceremony – V’s Vows

V’s vows are short—but every word is deliberate, and his voice holds no hesitation.

"I’ve walked through a world of violence, always alone. Until you."

"Your kindness—the way you see the world—changed something in me. You remind me why I fight. Why life matters."

"I vow to protect you. To stand beside you. And if you’ll let me—I’ll make every moment worth it."

When he slips the ring onto your finger—a matching silver band etched with the wings of a dove—you see the faintest tremor in his hand.

Because for all his composure, this moment matters to him more than any mission he’s ever taken on.

4. Animal-Friendly

No leather, no silk—every material is cruelty-free. =

Instead of traditional confetti, guests toss biodegradable wildflower seeds—so the meadow will bloom with color long after the wedding is over.

Rescue animals from the sanctuary are honored guests—V even arranges a surprise for you: an owl you once admired during a visit flies in during the ceremony with a silk ribbon carrying your rings.

5. How V Reacts Seeing You Walk Down the Aisle

The moment you step into view, V—who’s always so composed—freezes. For once, his calculating mind is quiet.

His lips part slightly, breath catching. And when your eyes meet? The rest of the world ceases to exist.

He doesn’t realize he’s clenched his fists until his knuckles turn white—like holding himself back from rushing to you.

And the closer you come, the softer his expression grows—by the time you reach him, his hands are already outstretched, steadying you as if you’re the most fragile, precious thing he’s ever known.

6. The Reception – A Quiet Celebration

V doesn’t like big crowds, so your reception is an intimate gathering. Close friends, the sanctuary staff, and (of course) the Killer Chat gang.

He ensures all donations from the guests go directly to the bird sanctuary—your wedding doesn’t just celebrate your love; it leaves a lasting legacy of kindness.

When you dance together for the first time, V is surprisingly graceful. But his focus isn’t on perfect steps—it’s on you. Every touch, every glance is full of quiet adoration.

7. After the Ceremony – A Private Moment Just for You

When the guests drift away, V leads you back to the aviary—where a newly rehabilitated falcon spreads its wings, ready to take flight.

You release the bird together, watching as it soars free. His fingers lace with yours, voice low:

"Freedom matters. But so does choosing where you want to be."

And as the bird disappears into the sky, he turns to you—lips brushing against your temple—and murmurs the words he never thought he’d have reason to say:

"I choose you."

Reaction!

Ronin

“Awww, our little edgelord grew a heart.” The moment Ronin hears about the wedding, he’s insufferable. Absolutely unbearable. He shows up just to stir the pot—grinning like the devil, all sharp teeth and bad intentions. From the second he lays eyes on V in his formal wear, he’s got jokes. “Didn’t think you’d live long enough to settle down, bro. What’s next? A white picket fence? Little masked brats?”

Flirting with You—Just to Poke the Bear: Ronin doesn’t miss a single opportunity to tease. The second he catches you alone, he’s all smooth lines and mock flirtation, just loud enough for V to hear. “You sure you wanna lock yourself down, sweetheart? I mean, icy’s fine and all—but I come with fireworks.” He always flashes a wink right before V steps in—because what’s life without a little danger?

Messing with V’s Image: He makes it his mission to chip at V’s ever-serious persona. At the reception, he leans in to whisper (way too loud), “Can you believe it? V—Mr. Justice himself—married. I thought the only thing he’d ever commit to was brooding in alleys.” He’s fully prepared to dodge a punch if necessary.

To You—Half Serious, Half Joke: When things settle down, Ronin pulls you aside. For once, his voice softens—just a little. “Look, V’s a pain in the ass, but he’s not all bad. And trust me—he’ll go down swinging for you.” Then, with a wicked grin, he adds, “Still… if he gets too boring, you’ve got my number.”

Brotherly Concern—In His Own Way: Beneath the teasing, there’s a glimmer of something real. As you’re about to leave, he catches you both one last time. His usual smirk fades—just a bit—and he says quietly, “Take care of him, yeah? He acts like he doesn’t need it, but…” He trails off, then adds with a grin, “If he ever gets too serious, I’ll come mess him up for free.”

Post-Wedding Shenanigans: Ronin does not let V live it down. Anytime he’s in the chat, he’s dropping lines like:

“Hey, husband-of-the-year, how’s married life?”

“Y’know, I always knew you had a soft spot. But this? This is adorable.”

“If you two have a fight, just send them my way—I give killer marriage advice.”

But Deep Down… He won’t admit it, but seeing V happy? It kinda warms the shriveled thing he calls a heart. Not that he’d ever say it. But if anyone dared threaten your happiness, they’d have two monsters to deal with—because as much as he loves to mess with V, no one else gets to touch his “bro.”

✨ Misaki and Angel Reacting to V and You Getting Married ✨

🗡️ Misaki’s Reaction (The Agent of Chaos)

“Wait—you mean, V? That V? Mr. No-Fun?” When they first hear the news, Misaki is in utter disbelief. They dramatically gasp, clutching their chest like it’s the most shocking thing they’ve ever heard. “I thought V was married to his moral code! You’re telling me he found someone who willingly deals with that?”

Relentless Teasing—With Love: They spend the entire wedding day bouncing between genuine support and pure mischief. During the ceremony, they lean over to you and whisper, “Blink twice if you need rescuing. I know a guy.” Then, to V: “Wow, you actually smile. Who knew you had human emotions?”

The Chaos Gift: Misaki’s wedding gift? Pure trouble. It’s either:

A matching set of “Justice” and “Chaos” mugs.

A framed photo of V looking broody with a glittery heart drawn around it.

A lock-picking set labeled “For when V’s rules get too much.”

Low-Key Soft About It: Beneath all the teasing, they’re actually kind of touched. At the reception, when you’re not looking, they tell V, “You better treat them right, or I’ll break every bone in your body—lovingly, of course.” And to you? “If you need a break from the broody husband life, call me. I’m way more fun.”

💋 Angel’s Reaction (The Sweetheart Femme Fatale)

“Aww, my cold little knight found love? Be still my heart.” Angel is delighted. She always suspected there was a soft center under V’s icy exterior, but seeing him actually marry someone? She’s practically glowing with joy for both of you.

Supportive with a Side of Flirt: During the wedding prep, she offers to help with anything you need—while slipping in teasing comments. To you: “If he ever gets too broody, I’m just a call away. I’m excellent at… distracting.” And to V: “Be nice to them, darling. You may scare everyone else, but I’ve got claws too.”

Her Wedding Gift—Elegance Meets Mischief: Angel’s gift is both thoughtful and playful—something like:

A luxurious couple’s spa day voucher (because she knows V needs to unwind).

A sleek dagger set engraved with “For better or worse.”

An elegant framed photo of you two with a handwritten note: “True love is rare—don’t mess it up, darling.”

Protective Big Sister Vibes: She may flirt and tease, but her protective side comes out in quiet moments. She pulls you aside to say softly, “You make him happy. I see it. But if he forgets how lucky he is? You know where to find me.”

After the Wedding – Life with V as Your Husband

V doesn’t just see marriage as a title—it’s a vow, a binding promise he takes as seriously as his work. Being his spouse means you’ve broken through walls no one else ever has, and now? He’s yours—entirely, irrevocably.

1. The Home You Share – A Haven of Quiet Comfort

V custom-builds a home on the edge of a nature reserve—secluded, quiet, and surrounded by wildlife. Large windows let you watch birds and animals roam freely, while the interiors are sleek but warm.

The house is eco-friendly—everything sourced ethically, with minimal environmental impact. Solar panels, rainwater collection, the whole thing—V doesn’t do anything halfway.

Despite his cold image, your shared bedroom is a place of warmth. Soft lighting, heavy blankets for nesting together, and an ever-present sense that this is where he feels safest—by your side.

2. The Way V Loves – Fierce, Silent, and Unyielding

V isn’t traditionally affectionate, but when it’s just the two of you? He melts.

His touches are feather-light—fingertips brushing your hair back, a hand resting protectively on your lower back, or a thumb tracing over your wedding band when he thinks you aren’t watching.

You become his anchor. After every night patrol, no matter how tired, he always comes home to you—sometimes slipping into bed without a word, but his arms wrap around you tight, like he’s making sure you’re still there.

He notices everything. If you’re cold? He’s draping his coat over your shoulders. Tired? He’s already running you a hot bath. Sad? He doesn’t offer empty words—he offers presence, grounding you with quiet care.

3. V’s Domestic Quirks – Things You Discover After Marriage

Early Mornings Together: V’s a painfully early riser—he likes to meditate or train before dawn. But on rare days off? He stays in bed longer just to hold you.

His Tea Ritual: He has an entire shelf dedicated to obscure herbal teas. No matter what mood you’re in, he has a blend for it—especially if it soothes you.

Silent Acts of Love: Flowers aren’t his thing—but he fixes broken things without being asked. Keeps your favorite snacks stocked. Learns every little habit you have and quietly accommodates them.

4. Protective to a Fault – But He Trusts Your Strength

He never stops being your protector—but he never underestimates you. If you want to be involved in his work or his world, he doesn’t hold you back.

Still, if anyone dares to threaten you? He’s not forgiving. There are no warnings—only consequences.

He checks in, always. If you’re out late, you’ll find a simple message on your phone: “Are you safe?”

5. Intimacy – The Soft Side No One Else Sees

V isn’t loud about his affection, but behind closed doors? He’s endlessly gentle.

He craves your touch more than he admits. A hand tangled in his hair while he works? Instantly soothes him.

If you kiss him before he leaves on patrol, he lingers longer than he should—like he doesn’t want to pull away.

After difficult nights, he doesn’t ask for comfort outright—but the way he clings to you in his sleep says everything.

6. Jealous? Not Exactly—But…

V isn’t the type to get jealous easily—he knows your heart belongs to him.

That said, if someone flirts with you? He won’t say anything—but his presence shifts. Colder. Sharper. And the offender usually backs off without him needing to lift a finger.

Ronin loves teasing him about this—“Careful, Angel. If you break his heart, who’ll keep the streets clean?”—and V’s usual stoicism cracks just a little when you smile at him in response.

7. Building a Future – With You, There’s Always Hope

Despite his heavy worldview, being with you brings light into his life. He wants a future with you—and he allows himself to dream of one.

He secretly wonders if you’d want to foster rescue animals—or maybe even kids someday. He’d never push, but if you bring it up? He’s already imagining filling your home with life.

Whatever path you choose, V’s vow remains the same: “I’m yours. For as long as you’ll have me.”

[lilygoofywritingcave]

Proposing to the KC! LIs

Finally, after a few months with the serial killers, it seems you have found true love with one of them! Are you brave enough to propose and bare the "consequences", or just curious how would they react?

Misaki Katsuo, the Silly and Chaotic Reaper

Misaki is an absolute gremlin, if you ever think that proposing to them will be romantic and graceful, you're dead wrong.

Places: A rooftop overlooking the city night. We all know Misaki loves the thrill of being high up, and with the city lights below, it feels like a moment stolen from a dream. You propose while they were laughing at some dumb joke, completely catching them off guard.

Reaction: The second you reveal the ring, Misaki completely freezes. Their chaotic, silly expression fades as their hands tremble, maybe even skipped a bit of heart. Of course, her entire life has been about survival, constantly running and killing for money. No one has ever asked her to stay before.

Putting on the ring: She would try to make jokes to calm herself down: "Damn, Y/N, you're really tryna wife up an assassin? Bold." But her voice cracks as you slipped on the ring and she’s crying before even realizing it. Misaki would insist they don't need a ring that fancy and will try to sell it. But if you got them a ring from a gacha machine? They would wear it everywhere, dead serious, just like the menace she is.

Answer: "You're a dumbass. But you're my dumbass now. So yeah… let's do it." (She definitely isn't hugging the air out of you while sobbing)

Sillies: + First text to SlaughterHouse? "LOOKS WHO'S JUST GOT CUFFED!!!" + "Babe, we gotta get a weapon matching this. A wedding-themed knife set?" + Expect a hyperactive Misaki for the next few days because if they stop they will cry again, oh and let's also mention the millions of marriage memes coming up

Angel/Maria de la Rosa, the Maneating Perfectionist

Angel is elegance, charm, and perfection wrapped in a gorgeous, deadly package. If you think you can propose without making it an unforgettable moment, think again.

Places: A special day, maybe she got promoted, you two went out for a fancy restaurant. You surprise her by slipping the ring into her champagne glass. She was probably thinking about her own proposal plans: “I’ll do it in Paris, or maybe under the northern lights…” when she noticed the ring, time just stopped.

Reaction: Every step of Angel's life has been carefully planned, dedicated to perfection and control. But this? This was never part of the script. She tries to speak, but for once, words failed her. She would try to stare at your face, searching for some signs of a cruel joke. But there's no deception, just you, offering her something she never dared to dream of, something real.

Putting on the ring: Angel trembles as she admires the ring, not for its value, but because you chose it, just for her. The moment it's slid onto her finger, a soft, breathless laugh escapes, like she can’t believe it’s real. She’ll insist she isn’t crying, but her ruined makeup says otherwise. And if the ring was custom-made? She’ll never take it off—because nothing has ever felt more right.

Answer: "Heaven exists, and it’s right here, in your arms. You’re the only person I’d ever consider going fully vegetarian for. So yes, mi amour, let’s give them something unforgettable" (She’s already planning the wedding down to the last detail.)

Sillies: + First text to SlaughterHouse: "Breaking news: I SAID YES! (And no, I will not be commenting on allegations of Y/N stealing my heart.)" + "I swear, if I ever miss a shot again, I'm blaming it on this ring. Too beautiful to not look at." + Casually flexes her ring in every situation, taking a sip of coffee? Ring in full view. Kissing you? Oh, she definitely tilts her hand just right for the perfect shot.

Ronin Beaufort, the Devil’s Poet of Purgatory

Ronin is a devil dressed in charm, a poet who spills verses like blood. A proposal to him isn’t just about love, it’s about defying god and fate themselves.

Places: "The Purgatory" of course, maybe after a gory kill and he's drenched, pumping with adrenaline. The place where his past sins linger, where the devil in him reigns. And yet, here you are, turning it into something sacred.

Reaction: For once, Ronin is speechless, trying to process if this is real or some prank. He’s spent his whole life running from ghosts of his past, his sins, the shadows of who he’s become. But you? You’re standing there, unwavering, refusing to run. He would definitely get tensed, as if he’s afraid he might lose this moment, lose you: “Darlin’, I ain’t even dead yet, and you already tryna claim my last name?”

Putting on the ring: When you slide it on, Ronin would definitely smirsk: "A wedding ring, huh? Guess that means I’m officially off the market." If you got him a ring with a hidden blade or devil engraving? He’s obsessed but acts like it’s no big deal. He might wear it around his neck at first but when it's on, it's ON.

Answer: "Tsck… You really just tied yourself to the devil, darlin’. If this is a sin, baby, then let me burn for you. Hope you’re ready for a lifetime of crime and bad poetry, ‘cause I ain’t letting you go." (Then he yanks you into a kiss, rough and desperate.)

Sillies: + "Babe, hear me out, matching crowbars engraved with our anniversary date. Just think about it." + Will 100% lean against a wall, flash his ring, and smirk at strangers like: "Single? Couldn’t be me." + First text to SlaughterHouse: "It seems a certatin someone actually looked at me and said, ‘Yeah, I wanna deal with that forever.’ Wild. Also, taking bets on how long it takes before Y/N realizes they made a mistake. Place your wagers wisely."

Valentin Viljoen, the Vigilante with Ice cold Heart

Valentin is a man of structure, morality, and control. But love? Love is unpredictable. Love is terrifying. And yet, here you are, asking him to embrace it.

Places: A short walk near the forest together. Soft golden light shines through the leaves and the scent of flowers linger in the air, truly a part of the Garden of Eden brought alive, where love can bloom freely.

Reaction: Valentin freezes. His mind races, but for once, there is no logical path forward, no neatly laid-out plan. He doesn't react immediately. No sharp breath, no wide-eyed shock, just silence. His whole life has been spent carrying the weight of a protector, the unwavering force of justice. And yet, here you are, asking him to be something else. To be selfish. To be yours.

Putting on the ring: His hands have always been steady in battle and in every aspect of his life, except for now. They tremble as you take his hand, slipping the ring onto his finger. His breath goes unsteady as he turns his hand over, inspecting the way it fits: perfect, inevitable, like it was always meant to be there.

Answer: "Marriage isn’t just a promise. It’s a contract. A duty. A vow I will never break. And I would be honored to spend my life upholding it with you." (He has already acquired a legal marriage paper by now)

Sillies: + “Y/N, does this mean I have to plan the wedding? Because if so, I have prepared a highly efficient multi-tab spreadsheet.” + The first thing he sends: a picture of the marriage certificate, of course... + Has to resist the urge to immediately update his legal documents. ("Should I change my emergency contact to you? Do I list you as my primary benefactor? Actually, give me a moment...")

P/S: I hope everyone had a nice time proposing <3

[npookie0]

Hi!! I LOVE your KC works and I wanted to ask if maybe you could do something like what the LI's would do if the MC "accidentally" killed someone? Not as in they were a murderer the whole time if you know what I mean (⁠ ⁠；⁠∀⁠；⁠)

Accidents Happen.

KC x reader who killed someone by accident as an act of self defence

Tws: spoilers for Killer Chat!, murder, blood, panic attack.

Enjoy dear readers, for I shall feed you once again <3

Ronin - The Devil's Butcher.

You stood in the middle of your living room, hands drenched in blood, knife in your hand. You were shaking, crying, panicking. You couldn't catch your breath, you felt like the world was spinning right in front of your eyes.

There's a dead man in the middle of your living room, he tried to attack you, broke into your house and tried to kill you.

You only protected yourself.

Now he's dead, gone, his heart stopped beating, his chest stopped moving, his face forever frozen in shock and pain.

You stabbed him ten times, you counted every single one. You didn't think clearly, you followed your instincts and aimed that knife into his chest, then stomach, then throat.

Your hands were shaking when you dialed Ronin's numbers, your hands were shaking when you held your phone to your ear and tried to suppress the sobs.

"What got you to call me first, darlin'?" Ronin's voice sounded in your ears when he picked up the call.

You tried to say something, give him a full explanation, anything that would make sense, but you could only say one thing through your broken breaths; "Please come here."

You hang up after that, sitting on the sofa and waiting, your eyes locked on the reflection in your knife. Your face. Your face wet from tears, your face dirty from blood, your face showing panic and fear.

You're not a killer. You're not a killer. You're not a killer. You're not a killer. You're not a killer. You're not a killer. You're not a killer. You're not a killer. You're not a killer. You're not a killer. You're not a killer. You're...

The door opened with a loud creak. The sound of heavy boots hitting against the wooden floors reached your ears, then they stopped.

"Y/n?" Ronin stood in the entrance to your living room, you could hear him, but you didn't dare to look up at him.

"I... I... I'm so-sorry." You sobbed out, covering your face with one hand, the other still clenching the knife as if you felt too ashamed to drop it.

Ronin walked over to you, stepping over the body. He sat down on the sofa and wrapped an arm around your shoulders.

"Y/n, what happened?" His voice was full of worry laced with curiosity. He was worried about your mental state, but curious what could possibly drive you to murder.

"He broke into my house, wanted to rob me or some shit. I- I just acted on instincts Ro, I never wanted to kill him, I-"

Ronin pulled the hand covering your face away from it and held it firmly.

"Hey, hey, shhh it's okay. You're not alone with it, 'kay? I'll clean this up and we don't hafta talk about it, now or ever." He was surprisingly gentle, you expected him shout about being proud of you, ravishing in your crime, but instead he showed care.

You nodded, letting him take the knife from your hand and kiss your forehead before he stood up and called someone, probably to get the body.

You waited thirty minutes for him to be done with the clean up, you counted the time, it was calming in a way, feeling the seconds pass, without thinking about anything else but the time.

Ronin sat down next to you again, handing you a cup of tea.

"Drink it, it'll calm you down."

You listened to him, drinking the whole cup immediately, hoping for a quick remedy for the drilling pain in your chest, for the boiling guilt.

Ronin looked at you, as you slowly fell asleep after he pulled you into his arms. He might have added some sleeping medicine he found in your kitchen to the tea, being awake with this guilt would only made you more unstable and if you'd have a nightmare, he'll be there to make sure you're not alone after you wake up.

V - The Vigilante.

V just arrived to the place you called him to, a dark alley in Uptown. You sounded panicked through the phone, scared, shaken.

He was worried, imagining the worst possible scenarios: what if someone hurt you? What if you were in a critical condition? Uptown is a dangerous place, full of murderers, abusers, people he'd like you to avoid.

He looked around the alley, his eyes widened when he saw a body, at first he felt his heart stopping. He thought it was you, laying dead and cold on the ground, blood all around you, but when he came closer he heard sobs.

The voice belonged to you, and it definitely wasn't coming from the body. He searched the area with his eyes, noticing you after a second.

You were sitting by a wall, face in your hands as you cried, still terrified of whatever happened, He noticed a bloody pipe next to you, he immediately added up what happened.

You were the one behind this death.

"My love, can you tell me what happened?" He asked, crouching in front of you and placing a gentle hand on your shoulder.

You shook your head, not willing to tell him. It was obvious to him that you were acting on the instinct of defending yourself, you just wanted to keep yourself safe against someone who could harm you, possibly in a worse way than murder.

"It's okay, my love. I'm here, no one will hurt you." He tried to sooth you, calm you down in any way he could think of.

He knew that this murder wasn't planned, you were forced to taint your fingers with blood. Valentin was aware that you well adjusted to murder and death, after all he and the rest of the server well all killers, and some of them shared their kills very eagerly, it didn't change the fact the shock and fear your own murder caused you.

He took you to his car, buckled your seat belt and promised that he'd ba back shorty. V did as he promised, he put the body and weapon into his trunk, taking a mental note to feed his animals once you're asleep.

The car ride was silent, you were looking out the window, exhaustion slowly taking over you with every passing second.

Looks like Valentin will have to take care of his lover for some time.

Angel - The Heartsick Angel

You were in Angel's house, an untouched cup of long gone cold tea in front of you. You came to Angel's house over an hour ago, you didn't say anything ever since you entered her house.

You looked like a lost lamb, terrified of its own shadow. Angel wasn't sure what to do. You were right in front of her, but you weren't with her.

Your mind was in a completely different place at a completely different time. You were in the park, someone attacked you, you pushed them away and the next thing you saw was blood leaking through their head. You shook them, tried to check if they were alive, but they weren't.

You killed them.

You couldn't accept this. You, a murder? No, no, no, no. That's impossible! You''re just Y/n, a writer who has serial killer friends and who's girlfriend happens to be The Heartsick Angel...

Maybe your life was somewhat fucked up, but that doesn't mean that killing someone is something that you should've done.

You were lost, you were losing it, spiraling. You couldn't stop seeing the blood on your hands even if it was never there, you felt dirty, disgusting even. You needed to take a shower, rub the blood off of your hands, get rid of the dirt staining your body even if it meant that you would have to rub off your skin till there was nothing but bones left of you.

It was insane, the guilt eating you from the inside, holding you one a chokehold.

"Y/n, dear, please look at me." There it was.

The gentle, soothing voice. The only sound keeping you in one piece now. You looked up, Maria stood in front of you, worry clear in her eyes.

She was cupping your cheek, her brows furrowed because he didn't know what was going on with you.

You should tell her. You should tell her about the sin you committed.

"I... I killed someone. In the park, they... they tried to attack me, rob me or I don't know- I... I..." You broke down.

Tears running down your cheeks rapidly, you were choking on them, unable to form worse, barely able to breath.

Angel didn't know what to do, she wasn't the best at giving comfort, heck she didn't know how to comfort herself how is she supposed to comfort her partner in their time of need?

She decided to do the only thing that came to mind, she pulled you into a tight embrace and let you cry your heart out. Listen to your fears and worries while she texted Ronin to deal with the body.

She will do everything to take care of you and make sure that no one finds out about this act of defense that ended in a tragedy,

Misaki - The Assassin.

"Holy shit." Misaki muttered to themselves when they entered your apartament after returning from a job.

You were sitting on the floor, a body next to you, a dead body.

You killed someone.

It wouldn't be anything that Misaki would be surprised by if it wasn't you. You weren't a killer, they knew that, and if you felt the urge to kill someone they were sure that you would tell them.

So, seeing you on the floor with one of her smaller guns in your hands was a shocker to say the least. She slowly approached you, that's when she noticed how afraid you were. You were biting your lip so hard it bled.

"Baby! Are you okay?" They sat on the floor next to you and took the gun from your hands, putting it away and gently holding your hands. "Misaki I- was so terrified!" You embraced them tightly, as if they were your only life line, the only person keeping you save.

She hugged back, rubbing your back with her hand.

"Don't worry, I'm here, it's okay, you're okay." They whispered into your ear, cradling you in their arms.

It took Misaki a while. but she managed to get you out of the hallway and take you to your bedroom.

She saw the shock in your eyes still lingering, the aftermath of your act of self defense still present in your body language.

She didn't ask, she wanted to give you time to think about something else, to not talk about that emotionally stressful situation. She remembered how stressed her first kills made her feel, how she still felt anxious with some of them. Misaki knew that pushing you to talk was a bad idea.

Being there and holding you in a tight embrace was the least and most they could do now, at least until you fall asleep and they can take care of the body.

Hope you enjoyed it, my dear readers <3

N out!

[chiaaseedbaby]

Sfw and Nsfw Headcannons for…

Misaki Katsuo!!

Sfw headcannons:

「♡」 Misaki is a total bitch to you in a loving way, but if someone else is a bitch, they have a gun to that persons head in SECONDS. Nobody messes with their partner >:( (They always have a handgun in their bag or in your bag/purse just in case!)

「♡」 If they have a feminine partner they absolutely love to dress us with them! Skirts, dresses, pretty nails and makeup, they’ll do it ALL! Just cause they wanna make you happy!

「♡」 They’re HUGE on Pda and love announcing to the world that your THEIR partner and they’re so lucky to have snatched you up before anyone else!

「♡」 They call you the meanest nicknames but with playful, loving meanings behind them like Klutz because on your first date you fell flat on your face or sugar brain cause you stuff your face with candy, things like that :3

「♡」 Misaki adores your chest, not in a pervy way, they just enjoy laying their head on your chest, no matter if you have tits, pecs, or you’re flat as a board, they do not care they just love it!!

「♡」 They can’t cook, but they tried to impress you with a five star and ended up burning down their kitchen while you watched… it’s the effort that counts right??

「♡」 I think they enjoy gaming and if you offer to play games with them they’ll sit behind you and watch as you learn how to play their favorite game, telling you the secret mechanics and glitches or hidden goodies they found!

「♡」 They love to spoil you with gifts when they have extra money!!

Nsfw headcannons:

「♡」 Personally I think Misaki would get off on seeing you work for your pleasure, begging, riding their strap, making them move inside you etc. 

「♡」 They can’t have you thinking they’re a simp or anything now can they? They also just like to see your frustrated little face :(

「♡」 No matter your gender, they love giving head, it makes it easy to control when you get to cum, they like it.

「♡」 Speaking of control, they have a huge master kink, call them that and you’re in for a wild night!

「♡」 Collection of toys. No explanation needed.

「♡」 They have a bad habit of spanking you during sex. They can’t help the fact your ass looks smackable!!

「♡」 They’re the dominant one, submission to them just feels wrong, they don’t like it so they don’t do it!

「♡」 No matter if you have extreme kinks or not, you WILL have a safe word so they know when they need to stop.

「♡」 They’re quiet during sex besides whispering lewd things into your ear.

「♡」 Having something inside them makes them so uncomfy and gives them the ick, so anyone with a dick who’s into them, prepare to get pegged.

That’s all my darlings! Thanks for reading! Next up:

←Love to Lust→ Ronin x Male! reader 2 part fic!

[goose-duck]

misaki x reader where misaki is trying to confess and be cool about it, but it ends up an awkward mess?? I'm so starved for content with them

Nerves & Roses

Misaki Katsuo x Reader

~800 words

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Misaki was so nervous. They'd gone through all the effort of meeting you in person. Spent hours on a plane. Used so much money to buy you the perfect gift. Now the time has finally come. They're in your apartment. With you. In person. Holy shit.

They're sweating bullets and fidgeting, trying their best to look confident for you. They've practiced over and over again what they're going to say to you; in their head, even mumbling to themself on the plane. They want everything to be perfect. Praying their nerves won't get in their way.

As they finally meet your patient gaze their face is overcome with heat. You're even more perfect in person. They feel their heart beating rapidly, pounding against their chest. The soft squishy organ is gonna explode like a bomb at this rate. They can feel themself shaking; their mouth open slightly in awe as they look you over, taking in every perfect little part of you.

They try to speak; to say “hello”, “I love you”, “will you be mine?”, but their words die on their tongue, coming out in soft squeaks. All they can do is stand there, bouquet of roses in hand, looking at the love of their life.

You give them a soft, patient smile, speaking softly, “Hey, Misaki.” You say trying to calm their nerves. It seems to only make things worse however, as they cover their face with their hands and muffle out a scream of excitement.

They turn away from you for a second; mumbling to themself about how they planned this and now they’re screaming like a kid on their birthday. They then, more confidently, turn back around to face you. Their confidence melts away quickly when they see your face again. They turn into a blushing mess all over again.

They've managed to get themself so worked up their eyes start watering as their face burns red with embarrassment and nerves. You slowly walk over to them, arms out in a calming manner. You gently hold their cheek in one of your hands, hesitantly reaching out the other for them to take if they so please.

Misaki reacts slowly, still stunned that you're real. They cover your hand on their cheek with their own; copying you as you rub your thumb across their cheek by brushing their own over the back of your gentle hand. They then push the bouquet of flowers into your other hand, now looking lovingly into your soft eyes.

“Will you- i- um… fuck-” They stutter out; trying to recall the lines they'd spent hours–days–rehersing, yet they can't remember a single thing.

You chuckle softly; setting down the bouquet of flowers, now holding their face in both your hands, “May I kiss you, Misaki?” You ask with love laced in your weary tone. They nod almost desperately, “Yes! Yes! Yes, you can! Please!”

You gently bring their face to yours and kiss them slowly, softly, with nothing but love for them. They wrap their arms around you, pulling you close, not wanting you to pull away just yet. You happily comply, your arms wrapping around their neck, enjoying the sensation of their lips pressed against your own. You feel them squeeze your hips gently and you finally pull away.

They look you in the eyes, their gaze soft and careful, they finally speak, “I- I love you.”

A blush breaks out on your face, now matching Misaki’s earlier blushy appearance. You give them a large smile, “I love you too, Misaki!” You cheerfully reply, happy to hear the one you've fallen for is finally sure of how they feel.

Misaki laughs lovingly, “I love you! I love you! I love you!” They cheer playfully at you, earning soft laughter in return.

You finally ask the question, “Will you be mine then?”

They nod excitedly, “Absolutely! If you'll be mine too..?” They speak hesitantly, like their heart is in your hands.

“Of course.” You nod; your smile softening to a gentle upturn to show that their heart–or as Ronin puts it–aorta, is safe in your hands.

They quickly pull you back in, kissing you again. This time it's more aggressive; entwined with passion, and a desperate plea for more of you. You kiss back with the same feverish love, also desperate to feel more of your lover. You feel their hands hold you softly around the waist; your fingers play in their hair, tugging lightly. This is where you wanna be, where they wanna be, forever. Just in each other's loving arms, with nothing else on their minds.

Seems all worked out in the end, even when the plan went awry. Misaki got their partner in the end. With all their silly charm, they got the only person they've ever wanted.

[nakakahilo]

CHERRY WINE LIPS

summary: after a successful kill, you decide to test your and misaki's alcohol tolerance to celebrate. spoilers: it gets crazy.

contents: misaki x gn!reader, possibly ooc(? im trying my best here), drinking and food mention, MILDLY suggestive ending + open-ended so run wild with your imaginations, both of you are tipsy af 🥀

notes: i love misaki okay and there's not a lot of killer chat fics in this fuckass app, and i need to start spreading the misaki agenda. aaaand i also may or may not have gotten carried away with this but my best work yet

You were waiting patiently, incredibly patient, when Misaki finally came knocking on your window. Not wasting a single second, you let them in and move back so they can fully enter.

"How did it go?" You ask them once they have settled down on a nearby swivel chair.

"Like always, your beloved lover never fails to eliminate another cheating husband from the face of the earth!" Misaki points finger guns at the wall, referencing the way she shot down on her target with precision. "I'm bagging tons of money gig after gig, I can probably take a few weeks off so I can spend time with you!"

Hearing that, your eyes sparkle as you clasp your hands. "Really!? That's great news!" Before you say anything else, you remember the dinner that's lying in wait in the refrigerator right now. "I always knew you'd succeed, so I got inspired and made a little something to celebrate the occasion."

This piques Misaki's interest. "Oh? What is it? What is it!?" They excitedly ask, already getting up from their seat and following you in the kitchen. You can feel their eager eyes watching your very move like a cat waiting to pounce on its prey, however you ignore the hot sensation blooming in your cheeks and take out the cheesecake that has been thoroughly chilled for an hour or so before Misaki arrived.

"Is that...!" They gasp, crocodile tears in the corner of their wide eyes, "Did you make a cheesecake.... for me!?"

"Yep." You say as you place the cheesecake on a plate big enough to hold its entire weight and serve it on the dining table. As Misaki readies themself to dig in, you raise your hand up. "Ah! But wait— there's more."

"More!?" At this point, Misaki's eyes were bulging out from shock.

With a giggle, you go back to the fridge and pull out a bottle of lyme bay cherry wine. "A friend gave me this a few weeks back and I haven't found a reason to bring this out until now. So if you want—"

"Yes. Absolutely." Misaki answers before you can even finish your question. "Well, I've never tried cherry wine before, so this is new for me. What's the alcohol content?"

You took a quick look at the bottle. "Like, 11%."

"If that's the case, let's drink to it!" Misaki picks up a wine glass from the cupboard and raises it like a toast. "You can't finish that bottle all by yourself, right?" They turn to you with a challenging stare. "Even with a low alcohol content percentage, I bet you'd get tipsy from just three sips!"

"Is that a challenge, Misaki Katsuo?" Your lips quirk up into a smirk as you return their stare with equal passion.

"If you're brave enough to accept." They retort back.

You take out your own wine glass and clink it with theirs. "Bring it."

In the end, you've definitely bitten off more than you can chew as you later found out you were a lightweight.

Misaki laughs at your sulking figure, with your head on the table and your fingers tightly wrapped around the stem of your wine glass. The maroon liquid sloshes against the walls, reminding you of a stormy red sea.

Through the glass, you can see Misaki who's just right across you. The cheesecake in the middle of the table was falling apart, half of it now missing and sitting at the bottom of your and Misaki's stomachs.

"I guess I won, huh?" They giggle, clearly tipsy from the look of their wobbly lips and their red face. "Sometimes, there's just challenges that we can't help but fail. You and your awful tolerance."

"It's not my fault...! You probably drink sake like milk when you were a baby. That's why your tolerance is stronger than mine!" You point at them accusingly.

"Hmm..." They take a sip from their glass, "Point taken. But then again, I still won~" They do a silly dance in their seat, almost stumbling to the floor had they not gripped the edge of the table for balance.

"Almost karma." You mutter to yourself, half-disappointed they didn't fall but also half-relieved they didn't.

In your drunken state, you suddenly thought of a way to get back at them. Your eyes fall onto their swaying figure, still giggling and talking about something you could barely hear through the sound of your own heart beating.

Then, you got up which seems to catch Misaki off guard. "Hey, Misaki... I think my glass tastes different. Do you want a sip?" You ask, sliding out from your seat and slowly rounding around the table to reach them.

They look at you confused yet waiting with a bated breath, "H-Huh? Yeah sure."

You smile. That was all the confirmation that you need.

Without thinking twice, you straddle Misaki's lap and down the entirety of your drink before pressing your lips up against theirs. Their mouth parts with a strangled moan, allowing you access. Your tongues swirl around each other, the dry, sweet flavor flooding their mouth like a tsunami that drowns them in the fruity, mind-numbing sensation of your kiss.

A bit of wine spills from your lips, dripping down to Misaki's collarbone and rolling down their pale skin. When you pull away, you look down at their flustered face, dark red dripping from the corners of their mouth, giving them the appearance of a coy-looking vampire. A very, very beautiful vampire you might say.

You look down at their neck, noticing the trail of wine spiralling downwards and disappearing into their shirt. "Oh, looks like I spilled some." You lean down, choosing to ignore Misaki's stuttering protests, you drag your tongue up their collarbone and lick the spot clean.

You can fill them shiver beneath you, their hands finding purchase on your waist as their fingernails dig deep into your flesh. Their knee jerks upward.

"A-Ah, wait...!" A whimper cuts them off before they can finish their words. Despite their initial protests, they crane their head back to give you more space, showing off the side of their neck. A delectable spot of skin just begging for you to sink your teeth into.

Huh. Maybe you're the vampire in this relationship.

By the end of your impromptu makeout session— aren't all makeout sessions impromptu? —Misaki's neck and chest was wet with your kisses, lovebites blooming on their bruised flesh. Both of you were sweating and heaving, eyes hazy and unfocused as the heat of the moment finally catching up to the two of you.

You snap out of it quicker than expected and you stare down at your magnificent work, the marks connecting to each other like constellations in the sky. You wonder what would form, gliding your thumb across their sweaty skin.

"Did I..." You gulp, "Did I go too far...? Are you okay, Misaki?" You ask, face contorting into concern when Misaki takes too long to recover. You touch their shoulder, but they immediately caught your wrist.

Your eyes widen in shock as they directly look at you in the eye, a storm brewing behind the half-lidded gaze. They pull you closer, one hand kneading the plump of your thigh.

"I think... I think I deserve to have fun too, right?" They grin, "Pucker up those cherry lips for me, yeah?"

[nikipuff]

Sooo I'm a bit indecisive on what to write while on vacation . . .

[6feathered6siren6]

ok but like hear me out any of the KC LIs x Doctor reader (idk why this came into my head at like 3 am)

Doctor, Doctor

Notes: I didn't know which one to choose, and couldn't make a full on story(Working on time loop reader rn, about half way done for the next update), so I wrote some hcs and a small snip bits of each one. But I hope it's enjoyable!

( :̲̅:̲̅:̲̅[̲̅:♡:]̲̅:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅)

Trigger warning

Death/killing

Slight gore?

ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ♡ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ

Misaki

Your number 1 clutz, she works often to pay bills, so you always can expect her to get injured somehow. You always make sure they have a first aid kit in her house. 

You always have cartoon band aids for her, you always see her with a smile seeing them on her. When she scraped her hand from jumping off a height, you were there with the most stupid cartoon band aid you guys were laughing at. 

Misaki, at first, tried to hide injuries and scrapes after learning you were a doctor. They didn’t want to worry you or bother you. Especially, when you are dealing with other patients who need you more. Well, until you sat them down and had a very important conversation

Misaki supports your job, but on days where you lose a patient, the dark days, they pull you onto the couch and watch shows or movies until you feel better. 

▄︻デ══━一

You were on vacation visiting your partner, you stayed at her place while she was at their job. You picked up some fast food for dinner tonight, an easy night for the both of you. To cuddle up on their bed and eat it while being together. You were at her table, just playing on your phone, when she came home. She was scraped up. 

“Misaki? What happened?” Immediately rushing to her side. Nothing but scraps and bruises. Scratching the back of her head with a goofy smile, you know she was fine, just slightly injured. 

You sighed as you shoved them onto a chair, pulling your first aid from your bag. “So… I kinda jumped from a height that I knew I wasn’t gonna die from but… still scraped myself… So I'm good, still?” 

You laughed softly as they rambled, you were making sure she was bandaged correctly and that they wouldn’t scar. After you kissed her forehead. “Please be careful, I don’t want you as a full patient, then I wouldn’t be able to slip kisses on you.” 

She gasped, “Then, I’ll make sure! I need those kiss taxes for each bandaid.”

❤︎

V

He thinks you're honorable for being able to help others, even ones who do not need it. You work long and hard for your job for the people who need to be fed to his animals. 

When he does get injured, he either does it himself, at least not to worry you, or get you. You do talk as you patch him for simple injuries. He learns a lot about the health care you do. And he is very appreciative about this. 

Sure, you are a doctor for only humans, but you do patch up the animals(At least, the ones who are calm around you). And if you don’t know something and he does, he will teach you. Afterall, you do like helping people. 

After losing a patient or an animal from V’s care, V will make sure you are resting and taking your time to grief. You know you can’t always save them and he will say it as well. He makes sure you are eating and brings a hot drink for you(either tea or hot cocoa). If you need a day away from everything and just rest in bed, he would make sure you have some breakfast with juice next to it. 

▬ι═ﺤ

You opened the door to V’s home, you got off of work, and V invited you into his home for dinner. After having a stressful day, you just wanted to relax, but V wasn’t home. It was quiet and dark, turning on the lights, you see some animals hungry and the plants need their water. 

Grabbing the assorted food for each animal and giving the plants their water as well. You sit on his desk chair, stretching while you yawn. It seems V would be late to his own dinner invite, leaving you a smile, knowing this is a rare occurrence. Well, for a moment before seeing your lover walk in. He was holding his arm tightly.

Getting up and running towards him, immediately accessing his injuries. “Where did you put the first aid?” 

Him, now noticing you were in his place, “Near my computer.” He sat on his bed when you were climbing his steps, removing his hand for you to fix it up for him. “Didn’t expect you here. I would have done it myself.” 

“Well, a certain someone asked me to join him for dinner. I just didn’t expect to see you sliced up. Bad fight.” He nods. Placing that smile as you continue to patch him up. “Well, since I do not want to cook tonight, and I am gonna ban you from using your arm for a bit, let’s get takeout tonight. I’ll pay.” 

He was gonna reject the offer but knowing how much you care about people, he just agrees. Allowing you to finish up and buy food that you both like. Enjoy a somewhat relaxed dinner date with your boyfriend. 

꒰ა ♡ ໒꒱

Angel 

Even though both of you have very demanding jobs, you both share a calendar on each of your phones to track when you guys hang out. Before both of you moved in together, you guys would sleep call about each other's jobs. 

When you notice she isn't taking care of herself, you try to make sure she does. Didn’t eat? You took your break early to make sure she eats. Tired? You pop up with a coffee with a note saying, ‘Sleep when you can love’. When she notices when you are also not taking care of yourself, she makes sure to take the next few days off with you to make sure you are on top health. She doesn’t want her favorite doctor to fall ill. 

When you find out that she is a cannibal, you often sneak out human bits for her, sure it’s a joke. But you always notice they disappear sooner or later. 

After losing a patient at your job, you would always take the next day off. And she would be at the ready. Holding you close as you cry into her arms, playing music in a playlist you both made. Just spending time with you until you feel better. 

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You wiped the tears off your cheeks, you had a patient pass away from their illness. They were a nice kid who had dreams of becoming a doctor like you. Someone like… you. You felt like you disappointed the child and their parents. Everyone except the child knew they weren’t able to live as long, and kept this from everyone. It devastated you. 

You heard your bedroom door open, looking over to see Angel with a steaming cup. She offered a small, comforting smile towards you. She sat closer to you as she shifted your head onto her lap. 

“I’m here for you.” She plays with your hair as she places the cup on your nightstand with her other hand. She hums softly to fill the quiet air around the both of you. 

She does make sure you eat and drink something, as you would do for her.

⋆˖⁺‧₊☽◯☾₊‧⁺˖⋆

Ronin

Ronin wants to be able to see you often, either calling during your job or just showing up for a ‘check up’. Just to annoy you(But it always leaves you a smile everytime he does.). 

If you are a surgeon, he drags you out to his murders, you have to show him how to remove something. And he can, he wants you to, seeing you covered in blood reminds him that you aren’t some saving grace. 

If he’s injured, he just shows up to your place, bloody and bruised. Leaving you to patch him up, after all you are the doctor. Luckily, you always carry first aid. Though, you do reprimand him while you do, heck when he gets sassy, you knock the back of his head. But he will laugh at you when you do, knowing he pissed you off. 

On the unlucky days, losing a patient, Ronin was there. His twisted words always make you feel better somehow. Pulling you into his arms as he talked about his own job, distracting you from your own horrible reality at the moment. Or brings up the server, talking about how V isn’t getting any closer while pulling in jokes to see you smile. 

-ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈

Ronin dragged you out of your place, you just finished a 11 hour shift, so of course being tired was a understandment. Luckily, he brought you your favorite caffeine drink, a compromise in his eyes. Taking sips as he dragged you into his alleyway. He was out dragging poor souls that he would slaughter. 

He always brought you to so he can also learn about your job, using the dead boys to explain. Surgeon? You have to cut open the body to show how you do it at work. Check ups? You would have to use scraps nearby that could get the job done. If the victim was unknown to both of you, you would evaluate the body. The dead man was an alcoholic, and abused his lover for little details. You knew him as well. He treated you poorly. Maybe, Ronin did poison your brain for smiling at the male being dead. 

You were unbothered by the scene now, sipping your drink as you see Ronin stepping closer. “You have time tomorrow?” You shook your head. “Good, I need my favorite health care person tomorrow. I need to see how knowledgeable you are.” 

Rolling your eyes at his words, but you know you would be there with your boyfriend. No matter the mess you would see. 

“Now let's go, you seem like you are about to drop dead.” 

“Says the man who dragged me out of bed to see them kill someone.”

“What can I say, I need my partner to see the bad man dead.”

𓇼 ⋆.˚ 𓆉 𓆝 𓆡⋆.˚ 𓇼

Hope you enjoyed it again! Anyway, happy holidays!

[arshooo]

misaki save me

misaki pls pls save me…

[vandme12]

Instead of an influential reader who is always in the spotlight of the public. The reader has power and influence underground? They are part of a large mafia group or IS the leader and boss of said group. They have only the best of the best on their team and is able to get rid of some of the most powerful people with just the snap of their finger. How does the KC cast found out about their little secret? And how would they react? Love your writing and can’t wait to see how you end up doing this little ask of mine! (I was the one who requested the powerful reader AND ABSOLUTELY LOVED IT!! Ended up sending this ask and another one! Hopefully you find this concept just as interesting as my last)

I really really love your requests! Thank you for giving me these!!!

You were careful—so careful. You covered your tracks, played your role perfectly. To them, you were just another voice in the dark, someone with an uncanny knack for understanding their world.

But secrets don’t stay buried forever.

And when they found out the truth—that you weren’t just an observer, but a kingmaker, a ghost of the underworld who could make entire empires crumble with a single whisper—oh, it changed everything.

Ronin

"Oh, love… you should’ve told me sooner. I would've worn my best suit to our first date."

Ronin lives for chaos, but this? This is beyond anything he could’ve imagined. You, the one person who held his attention longer than a fleeting moment, were above him this whole time—a kingpin, a puppet master, a god among killers. And you never even flaunted it. You just sat in their little chat, watching, waiting, smiling.

He can’t stop thinking about it. The sheer power you hold. The things you could do with just a whisper. And you let him talk, let him think he had the upper hand in those playful little chats. You toyed with him.

It makes him want to break you. Or kneel at your feet. Maybe both.

Expect his flirting to become even more dangerous, insistent, and possessive. The way he looks at you now? It’s different. Before, you were interesting. Now? Now you are his new favorite obsession.

"Tell me, sweetheart… does the kingpin need a knight? Or would you rather have a monster at your side?"

V (Vigilante)

"You… run what?"

V’s world is black and white—he deals with criminals, ends them when necessary. But now? He finds out you’re at the top of the very food chain he’s been trying to tear down.

He wants to hate you for it. Wants to believe you’re just another villain. But the problem is… you’ve never been needlessly cruel. You’re calculated. Precise. You never waste blood for the sake of it. And that makes things complicated.

He starts watching you differently. Every word you say, every action, trying to gauge if you’re as bad as the people he hunts—or if you’re something else entirely.

But the worst part? He still likes you. And that pisses him off more than anything.

"Tell me—when you pull the strings, do you ever think about the people left hanging?"

"Ohhh, so that’s why you never blinked when we talked about blood~."

Angel plays with fire for fun, but you? You are the fire. And she’s not stupid—she knows when she’s in the presence of something far more dangerous than she can handle.

That doesn’t mean she’ll back off, though. If anything, she finds you fascinating. You’ve been playing in the dark this entire time, playing dumb while they all ran their mouths. That’s sexy as hell, honestly.

She gets bolder with her flirting, but there’s an edge to it now—respect. She won’t push too hard. Not until she knows exactly where your lines are.

She is sweet with you, upset you didn't tell her but you had your reasons.

"So, be honest—if I asked real nicely, Wanna be as model with me? You look dashing with your style of clothing."

Misaki

"HOLY SHIT—WAIT, SO LIKE, DO YOU HAVE, LIKE, A COOL MAFIA BASE?! CAN I SEE? CAN I JOIN? PLEASE???"

Misaki is way too excited about this. They are not scared. They should be, but they're not. If anything, they are impressed as hell.

Now they won’t stop asking stupid questions.

“How many guys you got? Like a hundred? A thousand?”

“You ever had someone’s kneecaps busted? CAN I WATCH NEXT TIME?”

“OH OH—do you have a secret underground lair?! Tell me you do. Please.”

You might have to physically stop them before he starts trying to apply for a position in your organization. The little gremlin is way too eager for their own good.

"C’mon, boss—just gimme one job. One tiny murder job! I won’t even mess it up that bad!"

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[npookie0]

Killer Pride

Happy Pride Month everyone!

For this occasion I decided to write a quick spend-pride-with-your-serial-killer drabble <3 Each love interest comes with their own sexuality/gender identity representation so here is the list (only Misaki and Ronin's gender identities are truly canon!) - Ronin -> transgender, bi rep <3 - Misaki -> nonbinary, pan rep! - V -> Asexual rep! - Angel -> Demisexual rep (i hc her as a lesbian or at least bi with fem pref but i wanted this reader to be g.n. so demi was the best choice because to me she's a demisexual lesbian)

Happy Pride and enjoy <3

Ronin

You two were getting ready to go out and take part in a Pride parade that was hosted in Elysium. You were very excited about this occasion, it was supposed to be the first pride you'd be taking part in with Ronin and not for work!

You put on the accessories you found and made with your flag's colours and looked at yourself in the mirror. You felt like your very own Pride star, with the accessories and make up and it felt great, you felt proud of yourself.

"You ready yet, darlin'?" You turned around when you heard Ronin's voice behind you and you gasped, then a giggle left your mouth. "Oh god! Are you trying to become a whole pride flag on your own?" You just looked at him in disbelief.

Ronin, still in his edgy-serial-killer-lord-of-the-night clothes had more colour than you've even seen him wear. Staring from the giant trans and bi flags being attached to his belt, going to all the hand made bracelets he was wearing on his wrists, most of these were probably going to end up as a hand out for all the kids who aren't able to be as open with their queerness as he is. Even his beanie managed to get a rainbow chain hanging from one of the horns. You would never admit it out loud but somehow he looked adorable like this and a tiny bit funny.

"What's so funny?" He raised an eyebrow with a cheeky smirk. "Y'know I'd go all out baby, don't act like you didn't." He ruffled your hair.

Angel

You expected your Pride month with Maria de la Rosa to be rather discrete and hidden, she had some LGBTQ+ friendly companies working with her in previous years, but now you're dating and you were expecting her to be cautious of showing of her queerness in front of her fans, worried of their opinions and comments.

But you couldn't be more positively wrong!

Your girlfriend decided to take you on a walk around the city so she could film a video for her channel about Elysium's ways of celebrating Pride and the traditions that she noticed over the years. The biggest shock for you was the fact that she was holding your hand, talking to you how she always did and even decided to keep the shot of you two kissing on camera.

"So, Maria, could you tell us more about the colours you're wearing today?" You asked, sitting next to her on a bench, Angel asked you to do a little interview with her about her queerness.

"I'm wearing the colours of the demisexual flag!" She answered with her signature sweet giggle.

You asked a few more questions and she even gave you an in-depth introduction to demisexuality. You looked the shine in her eyes, the excitement at the idea of educating her fans, especially the youngest of them, about the community she belongs to.

"I'm so proud of you!" You kissed Angel on the cheek and put the strawberry milkshake in front of her.

"Thank you sweetheart, without you it'd be duller and just way worse." She took your hand in hers. "Happy Pride, I love you."

Misaki :

"Misaki my wrist hurts." You groaned.

Your partner was using your arm as a mannequin for their bracelet, which meant that you had to hold out your arm so Misaki could make the jewellery on you.

"Aw, but think about all the gay kids who will wear these later, our wrist can be sacrificed for this!" They said half jokingly and you just scoffed, a beaming smile on your smile.

"Fine, fine, the baby gays are a fair cause here." You replied and looked over at your forearm that was covered by many colorful bracelets, most of them were rainbow and some other were in specific flag colours. Your wrists weren't the only ones full of queer jewellery, Misaki had some bracelets on their own, mostly ones in nonbinary and pansexual flags colours. You could see the passion in Misaki's eyes, how excited she was about making small trinkets for all the people of the community who maybe couldn't be as open as you two wish they could be.

"Do you think we have enough?" You asked when Misaki started to take some of the bracelets off of you. This was the fifth round of making them and Misaki slowly started to lose the beads with how many she used already.

They looked over at the pile and titled their head, thinking about your question. "It's enough," they paused, "for today at least! We have the whole month to go, babe! We'll make even more."

"I'll get you a real mannequin for this, because my wrists are dying."

"Sorry, sorry! i went a little overboard here." They chuckled.

"Pfft, you're lucky I love you, you silly cat." You kissed their cheek and stood up. "Come on now, we should go now if we want to catch a glimpse of any parades."

V :

"Do you really think you're fine with it?" You asked V who sat in the chair in front of you, you were holding an eyeshadow palette and brush in front of his face.

You and your boyfriend were supposed to go to a queer youth charity event, one that V was very eager to sponsor even before Pride month. Since this event was specifically hosted for Pride every guest was asked to represent their own sexuality or gender identity if they felt comfortable with it.

You suggested that you could give V a asexual themed make up and he agreed, yet you were worried that maybe he felt pressured to do so to make you happy.

V opened his eyes and nodded. "Yes, I told you that I'm happy with this, didn't I?" He raised an eyebrow.

"Well yes, but..."

"My love, I'm an adult, I know what I agreed to and I still want to do it." He reassured you with that gentle and slightly sweet smile of his.

"Alright, sorry I guess I'm just worried since I never was on a big event like that before." You smiled mischievously. "I hope you won't mind a bit of glitter then mr. Valentin, 'cause I'll make you shine." With the playful threat you started to apply make up on his eyes, starting with white as the base and going through gray to black and then on the other edge you added purple. You weren't kidding when you told him about adding glitter, you really did add a tiny bit of silver glitter over the eye shadow for a better effect.

"What do you think?" You asked, giving him the mirror.

"You did a great job, thank you." He stood up and kissed you sweetly. "Do you think that I should also have a flag with me? They're small, but I bought one for me and another for you." He said and pointed towards the flags that were displayed on the bed, you couldn't believe that you didn't see them before.

"Yeah, I don't see why not, we could have them tied to our bags or belts, that's how many people were them too."

Yay! Happy Pride everyone! I was supposed to post this yesterday but well!!!!

Stay safe, hydrated and be proud of who you are <3

I hope to write more pride related fic for each one of them later this month cause these are just quick drabbles for funnsiesss

Also if someone has the pride month calendar pls send it my way I saw 3 different ones on tik tok and I'm not sure which one to trust ;w;

Nate <3