#precure + gn reader

[baileypie-writes]

Hiiiii- I was wondering if I may request a platonic fic of Zakuro and Torame bonding with a VERY dense and dumb veterinarian reader after the reader kept giving them food whenever they were around? If not, I understand!

A/N ~ Sure pookie/p(sorry if you don’t want me to call you that)! I had way too much fun writing this, haha. Hope you enjoy!

~Weird Human~

Torame + Dense!Vet!Reader + Zakuro

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Fandom: Wonderful Pretty Cure!

Fanfic Type: Oneshot

Reader: Gender neutral, veterinarian

Relationship: Platonic

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: 1,295

Synopsis: After helping and feeding a strange wolf, he brought back a companion. So you decided to try and befriend them both.

Warnings: Minor injury(Torame), wild animal behavior(Torame and Zakuro)

~Masterlists~

~Wonderful Pretty Cure! Masterlist~

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It all started two days ago.

You found a wolf while taking a walk. Though, it was unlike any wolf you’ve seen before, even with all your veterinary experience.

Based on his facial and bodily structure, you concluded he was male. He had grey fur, and a greenish-yellow flame-like tail. He also had the same flame-like fur on his back feet, but it was red. You assumed someone had dyed it, as it was an unnatural color. You didn’t even stop to think of how someone could’ve used dye on a wild animal.

What you did think about was the poor wolf’s state. He was injured; a rather large cut on his leg. So you did the only thing you knew of in this situation, and grabbed the first aid kit.

He growled at you, and attempted to bite many times. But you’ve dealt with difficult animals before. With a bit of tussling, you bandaged the leg. You would’ve preferred to disinfect it, but you didn’t want to risk death to put some alcohol on an agressive wild animal’s open wound. And it didn’t seem infected anyway, so you let him be.

The second you were done, he ran, and jumped up on a nearby fence. He froze, staring at you for a moment, before leaping off into the night.

You expected to never see him again. But the very next night, you spotted him in your backyard. He just stared.

Considering that he was wild, you assumed he might’ve been hungry. So you gathered some lunch meat on a plate, and stepped outside. He tensed up in a defensive position the moment the door opened. You slowly put the plate down on the ground, and watched him. It took a while for him to feel safe enough to start eating. But once he did, you happily watched.

“You’re such a handsome boy! What a pretty tail!” You cooed. You then noticed something around his neck. “What’s that? A collar? I thought you were wild! I had no idea someone could own a wolf!” You commented.

He gave you a look you couldn’t quite describe after you said that. It almost seemed like a judgey look. But you ruled out that option.

Once the wolf was done eating, he once again ran away. But considering this visit, you knew he would be back.

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“Zakuro.” Torame, in his human form, called out from his resting place on a tree.

“What. You gonna make fun of me for being defeated by the Pretty Cure?” She scoffed.

“No. I saw that weird human again.” He said, staring off into the distance, coincidentally in the direction of your house.

“Ha! All humans are weird. But are you talking about the one who wrapped your leg?” She asked.

“Yeah.” He glanced at his aforementioned leg, the bandage still on it. “They gave me food.”

“What?! You didn’t eat it, did you?” Zakuro said, finally looking at the boy.

“Yeah… but it was just meat. And I was hungry. I’m not gonna pass up free food.” He chuckled.

“I can’t believe you! What would Master Gaou think?” She scolded. Torame went silent. An indication that he didn’t want to consider the outcome. “Did you they talk to you?”

“Yes. They were very stupid. They thought I belonged to someone, and they didn’t even question what I am. But they were… nice.” He replied. It was Zakuro’s turn to go silent for a moment. She seemed to be thinking.

“I’d like to meet this human.”

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The night had settled in, and you were preparing to do so as well. But first, you put some more meat on a plate in case the wolf came back. You walked to the back door, and turned on the porch light. Your heart nearly jumped out of your chest when you saw not one, but two wolves staring in your direction.

The one from before was back, and he had brought a friend. This one was older, and a female. She looked very similar to the other one, but had a red tail.

“Well,” You thought. “if you feed one, you’re gonna have to feed more.” You then opened the door, and stepped outside.

“Hello again, boy!” You greeted. “I see you brought a friend!” Repeating your steps from the previous night, you slowly bent down, and placed the plate on the ground, just a few feet away from you. Then, you just sat and waited.

After a few moments, the male wolf slowly crept towards the plate. After a quick glance at you, he took a piece of meat, and skittered off to his previous spot.

Both you and the female watched him devour his snack like the animal he is. Then, it was her turn. Her steps were far more cautious than his.

“Hey, pretty girl. What a beautiful red tail!” You talked in a friendly, high-pitched voice.

She just stared. When she reached the plate, she gave a little growl before taking her share of the food, then running back to join her companion. You remained calm the whole ordeal, letting her know you weren’t a threat.

“I wonder if you guys are siblings. You look so much alike.” You pondered aloud while they ate. “You both have the same collars. Do you share the same owner? I hope you’re not lost…”

After both wolves have eaten, you expected them to leave. But instead, the male began making his way towards you.

“Sorry! I don’t have any more food. I can get some tomorrow though!” You told him. But he continued.

When he eventually reached you, he began intensely sniffing you. You allowed him to do this. He was just doing it to get to know you, after all. It’s in their nature.

After his sniffs slowed, you decided to take a big risk. You slowly raised your hand up to his ear. Both wolves immediately began growling, feeling threatened. But you continued, until you reached it. Gently, you scratched behind it, and his growling stopped.

His whole body relaxed, and his eyes closed. You also could’ve sworn you saw his tail sway back and forth a bit.

Once she took notice of his happy state, the female stopped growling as well. Curiously, she also made her way towards you. A small chuckle escaped your lips, and you slowly raised your hand up, reaching for her chin. Just like for the male, you scratched it. Her reaction was the same; relaxed and happy.

“Aww, you guys are so cute! Your owner is so lucky! I mean, owning two wolves is not a common thing. I didn’t even know it was possible!” After you said that, the wolves shared a quick glance, in that same, judgey expression.

Around a minute of this went by, before a howl was heard in the distance. Both wolves snapped their attention towards the direction of the sound. With one last glance at you, they raced away, following the call.

You couldn’t believe what had just happened. You never dreamed you would get the chance to meet wolves before. Yet, you fed them, bonded with them, and even pet them. You hoped you could find their owner someday. That way, you could bond with them even further!

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“That was certainly the weirdest human I’ve ever met…” Zakuro mumbled, now in her human form. Her fingers grazed over her chin, where your own fingers once were.

“Yeah…” Torame agreed, cupping his ear.

Both sat in thought for a while, recounting the whole event. Were you really a good human? They always believed all humans were evil. But their new encounter with you said otherwise.

“Wanna go again tomorrow?” Torame asked Zakuro.

“Yes.” She said, not giving it a second thought.

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~~baileypie-writes

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[baileypie-writes]

Hello I’ve been kinda nervous to request but I wanted to do A precure request soo

Not A big idea but how about plantonic headcanons for smile precure Reika & GN!Reader where they were apart of student council and are close but one day saw her in danger and in the heat of the moment became A precure as well (aka becoming the mid season cure of Smile) and how she would react to it (maybe add in the age that reader is naturally good at it like her and more serious and sorry if this is a lot)

A/N ~ Sure! This is such a cute idea! Hope you enjoy!

~Becoming a Pretty Cure and Saving Reika Headcanons~

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Fandom: Smile Pretty Cure!

Fanfic Type: Headcanons

Reader: Gender neutral

Relationship: Platonic

Characters Included: Reika Aoki/Cure Beauty

Genre: Fluff? Idk

Word Count: 630

Warnings: Very minor and un-detailed violence, kinda rushed

~Masterlist~

~Smile Pretty Cure! Masterlist~

‼️Glitter Force stans DNI‼️

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~ Both being part of the student council, you and Reika had become great friends. She was so kind and humble, definitely someone you strived to be. You wished you could hang out with her more, but whenever she’s not working on the school council, she’s with her friend group. They looked like such cool people. You’d be lying if you said you weren’t a bit jealous.

~ Anyway, you just lived on, doing your school council work. Though one day, something odd occurred. Out of nowhere, you felt a sudden aura of despair, and ended up on the ground. You felt like you weren’t good enough, and that nothing was worth trying. But a familiar voice snapped you out of it.

~ You heard Reika. When you looked up, you saw a mysterious blue girl fighting some big monster, along with other girls. Though she looked different, you could tell it was Reika. She had the same cool, calm spirit. And she fought so gracefully, there was no way it wasn’t her.

~ Suddenly, the monster landed a huge blow, knocking all the girls down. You gasped, and instinctively yelled for your school council president. She turned to you, and gave you an attempt of a reassuring smile. But you could tell she wasn’t able to get back up.

~ You felt a wave of both determination and rage wash over you. With some struggle, you managed to stand up. You yelled at the monster and his wolf-like master for hurting Reika and her teammates. You expressed that even though they were strong, you’d be willing to fight for them.

~ A bright light emitted from your body, sending you into a strange, bright, room-like place. A compact appeared in front of you, as well as a weird yellow and white lamb thing. It spoke in a light pitched voice, ending each sentence with “~kuru”. It told you to put something called a “Cure Decor” into the compact. And while you didn’t quite understand what was going on, you obeyed.

~ You inserted the Decor into the compact, and a powder puff shot out in front of you. Instinctively, you took hold of it, and began dabbing the powder onto your body. With each application, you transformed. Your clothes and hair changed into something reminiscent of what Reika and the others were wearing, though more unique. Once your new form was complete, you yelled out a strange phrase, followed by your new name, “Cure (name)”.

~ You admired your new look, as did as the girls. The villain expressed pure rage and confusion of their being another Pretty Cure. Being reminded of your goal, you leapt at the monster. Being unprepared, you successfully hit it, knocking it to the ground. You didn’t give it a chance to get up, hitting it again. You were a natural. A feeling of power and spirit overcame you, and your Smile Pact began to glow. The fairy, Candy, told you to use your power, so that’s just what you did. A magic aura blazed from your fingertips, and you shot it right at the monster, completely obliterating it.

~ The wolf yelled in frustration, and disappeared. But you didn’t pay him any attention. The moment the monster was gone, you made your way over to Reika. Helping her up, you asked if she was okay. She said she was fine, thanked you, and that she was so happy for you. She also said that she was excited that you were able to become a Pretty Cure. All the other girls came over, and expressed their amazement for you and your power. And while you still didn’t quite understand what was going on, you were happy that you finally got what you wanted. Being closer with Reika, and getting to know her friends.

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~~baileypie-writes

[baileypie-writes]

miss shamour being a motherly figure to reader? 🥹

A/N ~ Sure! This is such a cute idea! Hope you enjoy!

~Shamour Being Your Motherly Figure~

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Fandom: Go! Princess Pretty Cure

Fanfic Type: Headcanons

Reader: Gender neutral

Relationship: Platonic

Characters Included: Shamour

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: 335

Warnings: Small mention of potential mental/physical health problems

~Masterlists~

~Go! Princess Pretty Cure Masterlist~

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~ While she never lets you or anyone else know, you’re Shamour’s favorite student! She still treats everyone equally when it comes to teaching, of course. It’s her job, after all. But your success in lessons makes her the happiest. Especially when you’re proud of yourself!

~ She usually never visits unless summoned from the Lesson Pad. However, sometimes she wants to see how you’re doing. She does random check ins to see if you’re well both physically and mentally. And, of course, she checks how your grades are.

~ She’s very serious when it comes to guiding you to your dream and future. She wants you to be successful in whatever it is you want to do. So she has plenty of lessons prepared for you! All of them are for something useful to what you’re aiming for.

~ If you ever need an adult to accompany you somewhere, she’ll happily fill in for the role! She’ll play the part of a family friend, an aunt or even your mother if you’re comfortable! Of course, whatever it is you need her for, she’ll help you get it done. No dillydallying! Just because she’s not actually who she’s pretending to be, doesn’t mean you can slack off!

~ Any of your accomplishments are proudly celebrated by Shamour. No matter how big or small, she’s happy for you! And she lets you know that you should be too. Encouragement is important for dreams to grow, so you’ll get plenty!

~ She’s very talented in keeping organized. So if you’d like, she can make you your own schedule! She’ll take time and effort to make it perfect, ensuring you the best possible work plan. She also accounts for free time and a good nights rest!

~ Your health is of the utmost importance, both physical and mental. So if you’re not okay, Shamour will drop everything to make sure your body and mind get back to the conditions they need to be in. She doesn’t want you to suffer longer than you need to.

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~~baileypie-writes

[baileypie-writes]

Platonic story about the reader bringing back Dark Dream after the events of Yes! 5

Idk I couldn’t think of a better request ;-;

A/N ~ Sure! I actually love this idea! Hope you enjoy!

~Revival~

Dark Dream + Former Villain!Reader

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Fandom: Yes! Pretty Cure 5, Yes! Pretty Cure 5 the movie

Fanfic Type: Oneshot

Reader: Gender neutral, former Nightmare employee

Relationship: Platonic

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: 1,213

Synopsis: After reviving Dark Dream, you finally gave her the second chance she was promised. And the first thing she wanted to do was to reunite with Nozomi.

Warnings: Death mentioned(Dark Dream’s), Nuts/Natts featured, Coco mentioned, kind of rushed because I had to stop it from getting too long

~Masterlists~

~Yes! Pretty Cure 5 Masterlist~

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Curiosity can be either a really good, or a really bad thing. It can end in fortune, or it can end in disaster. Many people avoid acting on their curiosity due to the fear of it turning out bad. But you decided to take the risk.

You used to work for the company Nightmare. Because of that, you did a lot of things you’re not proud of. For one, you fought a group of teenage magical girls to try and obtain the Dream Collet. Just the memory of trying to defeat them makes you cringe. But you’re glad you still keep in touch with them. After all, they’re the reason you were able to turn a new leaf.

But even though you’ve left the evil company, you still harbor some magic abilities. And with them, you decided to run a little experiment.

A while ago, the Pretty Cure went to the Mirror Kingdom and had to fight dark versions of themselves. Each one was made from a crystal. Cure Dream had managed to befriend her evil counterpart, Dark Dream. But Dark Dream ended up sacrificing herself for her, shattering the crystal.

You’ve always wondered what would happen if Dark Dream was able to live her second chance. So after a quick trip to the Mirror Kingdom, you came back home with a handful of crystal shards, and a crazy idea.

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You never would’ve guessed it would have taken this long. Nearly three whole months and 107 attempts later, a very puzzled Cure Dream doppelgänger stood in the exact same spot the shards used to be. You huffed tiredly, convinced that you’d used every ounce of magic left in you. But you still smiled at the fruit of your labor.

“What’s going on? Who are you?” Dark Dream asked, understandably confused. “How am I alive?” She stared down at her hands, moving them to confirm that she was in fact living.

“I’ll gladly answer all of those questions right now.” You chuckled.

You provided a quick, yet informative summary of your experiment. Dark Dream listened intently, her wide eyed expression never faltering. She was still processing being alive once again, and now she had even more to take in. But she knew she couldn’t bear being left without any answers, so she just dealt with the shock.

“And here you are now.” You finished with your explanation. You folded your arms, and exhaled loudly, truly in disbelief about your success.

You allowed the girl a few moments to think and process everything. It was only fair, after all. You prepared yourself for any future questions she may ask, but what she did end up asking was not something you were expecting.

“Where’s Nozomi?”

After taking a moment to get over the unexpected question, you gave your answer. “Well, it’s the afternoon of a weekday. So she’s probably at school. In fact, she should be getting out soon.”

“I want to go see her.” She declared. And by the sound of it, she definitely wasn’t asking. So you figured that if she was gonna go, you’d rather her not go alone.

“Alright. I don’t know where she goes to school, but I do know where she goes after. I’ll take you there. Oh yeah, but you should de-transform first.” You pointed to her outfit. She looked at herself as if she didn’t notice. But she quickly did as you said, reverting back to her normal self. She still looked exactly like Nozomi. But the way she dressed was quite different. She wore a reddish, gothic lolita style outfit, complete with black lipstick.

Not wanting to waste any time, you simply ignored her appearance, and led her out of the house. And with Dark Dream trailing closely behind, you headed straight to Natts’ House.

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After explaining everything to Natts, he very reluctantly allowed Dark Dream to hang around. Though, he still watched her like a hawk. But knowing his trust issues, that was understandable. You luckily didn’t have to deal with Coco or Milk as well, as they had gone to Palmier Kingdom for business. So the only thing you now needed to do was wait for the Pretty Cure.

After a very awkward ten or so minutes, the door opened with the jingle of a bell. “Natts!” A cheerful voice called out.

“Up here.” He responded from the upstairs lounge.

You heard loud footsteps run up the stairs, then Nozomi finally saw who was there waiting for her. She froze, dropping her school bag, as well as her jaw.

“Whaaaaat?!” She exclaimed very loudly, practically shaking the building.

After locking eyes with her, Dark Dream smiled softly, and stood up. “Hello, Nozomi.”

At that time, the other girls had made it upstairs to see what all the fuss was about. They were just as bewildered to see who was there as their friend was.

Nozomi ran to her, grabbing her hands in hers. “It really is you! But how?”

“I revived her. It took a ton of trial and error, and even more power, but I did it.” You proudly explained.

“But why?” Rin questioned.

You simply shrugged. “I was just curious.” This made her give you a judgey look.

“I can’t believe it! This is so cool!” Nozomi said, bouncing up and down a bit from excitement. “I promised you a second chance, and now you finally have it!” She pulled Dark Dream in for a hug. “We can finally be friends too!”

While Dark Dream was initially taken aback from the embrace, she smiled from Nozomi’s words.

“But what do we even call her? Dark Dream isn’t a normal name.” Rin mentioned.

“Oh, yeah.” Nozomi said.

Everyone thought for a moment. Then Urara came up with something. “Oh! What about ‘Nonomi’? It sounds like ‘Nozomi’!”

Natts scoffed. “Well that’s just-“

“I have no issue with that name.” Dark Dream interrupted before he could voice his opinion.

“Okay! ‘Nonomi’ it is!” Nozomi said happily. “It’s decided!” And to go with her catchphrase, she thrusted her whole arm upwards, pointing into the air.

“This is all cute and everything, but where is she gonna stay?” Rin asked, acting as if she was the only one with common sense.

“She can stay with me. I have the room. I mean, if it’s alright with her.” You said.

“Okay. I have no problem with that.” The newly named Nonomi responded.

“And you can go to school with us!” Nozomi said, clearly ecstatic.

“What’s ’school’?”

“Oh boy…” Rin sighed.

Karen placed a hand on her shoulder. “It’ll be fine. There are plenty of us to teach her everything she needs to know.”

“Oh! And I have plenty of books I can lend her!” Komachi added.

Natts sighed. “This is all just too much. I think I might close the shop for the day.”

He wasn’t wrong. So much had happened in such a short amount of time. Especially for Nonomi. She’d been revived by you, reunited with Nozomi and gained a new home and life all in one day. But she was completely ready for it. Nozomi had offered her friendship and a second chance, but her death prevented her from living it. But all thanks to you, she’s now able to. And she couldn’t be more happy.

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~~baileypie-writes

[baileypie-writes]

Can you write something platonic with Joker? Like, idk, maybe Joker taking care of the reader? (Inspired by a Cai bot by AVeryTiredCatBoi and also an earlier post of yours about reader being the kid of Pierrot (idk if I spelled that right))

There's a lot of romance with him, maybe it's time for something platonic! :3 /nfaa

—wisp/smoke anon

A/N ~ Sure! Hope you enjoy!

~Rest Up~

Joker + Pierrot’s Kid!Reader

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Fandom: Smile Pretty Cure!

Fanfic Type: Oneshot

Reader: Gender neutral(they/them pronouns), Pierrot’s kid

Relationship: Platonic

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: 758

Synopsis: Joker is your temporary guardian while your father’s not present. So he follows his duty of taking care of you when you’re sick.

Warnings: Kinda short

~Masterlists~

~Smile Pretty Cure! Masterlist~

‼️Glitter Force stans DNI‼️

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As the sort of “right hand man” to Pierrot, Joker is expected to watch over and care for his child while he is still dormant. While he doesn’t enjoy those on the younger side, Joker actually grew rather fond of you. You’re truly your father’s child. You have a love for the dark and sadistic, and wish to give the world a bad end. And, to Joker’s delight, you also are quite mischievous. So while he was only acting as a caretaker to please Pierrot at first, he grew to genuinely care about you.

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Joker strutted up to your room, figuring that you had slept in long enough. Though it’s always dark in the Bad End Kingdom, it was around eleven in the morning. He usually lets you sleep in, but this time, he had something to discuss with you.

“(name)? Are you up?” He asked, knocking on your door with the knuckle of his pointer finger. After hearing no response from you, he let himself in. “(name), I know you like your beauty sleep, but I have something to discuss with you.”

A low groan could be heard from under the mountain of blankets and pillows on your bed. Joker sighed, figuring that you were just being difficult. He walked over, and whipped everything away, exposing you to the cold.

The moment the warm plushness was removed, you curled up, shivering. That was odd, considering that when he did that, you’d normally be yelling at him. That’s when he noticed how awful you looked. You were noticeably more pale, with flushed cheeks. It looked like you were not happy to be existing at all.

“What’s the matter? You don’t look good.” He asked playfully. But he quickly realized that it was much more serious. Instead of giving him a normal response, you simply groaned again. It sounded nasally and scratchy. With a hum, he placed a hand on your forehead to confirm his suspicion. He was correct. You had a fever.

“Hm. I’ll be back in a bit. I’d tell you to stay put, but I know you’re not going anywhere.” Without waiting for a response from you, he disappeared with a flurry of cards.

Just a few minutes later, he reappeared in the same fashion. In his hand was a bottle of cold medicine and a small spoon. “Sit up.” He said while pouring the sticky liquid into it.

You obeyed, but not without small, bothered groans. “Did you get that from Majorina?” You asked, your voice hoarse.

“Goodness, no! I got this from the human realm. I didn’t want to risk you turning into a frog, or something of the sort. You know how that old witch is with her experiments.” He chuckled.

You laughed a bit too. Joker then gently raised the spoon to your lips. Reluctantly, you downed the bitter syrup. Afterwards, you made an exaggerated face of disgust.

“You’ll be fine. Imagine what it would’ve tasted like if Majorina made it.” Joker said.

“Yeah, I guess you’re right.” You sighed. You began rearranging your blankets and pillows to where they were before being moved. Joker helped you, tucking you back in as he did.

“What did you need to tell me?” You asked as the last pillow was placed.

“Oh, yes.” He said, remembering. “While it’s been a bit slow, your father is on the right track of being revived!” He patted your head, clearly happy for you.

“Really? Yay! I can’t wait to see him!” You quickly sat up due to your excitement.

Joker chuckled, before gently pushing you back down. “Careful. I know you’re happy, but don’t push yourself.”

Once you were all settled, he made his way out of your room. “Make sure to rest up. You’ll wanna be in your best shape for when your father returns.” After getting a nod from you, he closed the door behind him.

He let out a sigh as he made his way back. He didn’t expect to have to take care of a sick kid today, but he guessed it couldn’t be helped. Besides, if he had to be around any sick kid, he’d pick no one else but you; the only kid he enjoys the company of.

He’d be lying if he said he hasn’t been enjoying being your temporary guardian. You were a fun child. So while he couldn’t wait for his master to return, he could definitely bear having to care for you for a bit longer. Friendship way not be his thing, but you’re definitely an exception.

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~~baileypie-writes

[baileypie-writes]

Can you write a road trip based (platonic) fanfic with a shy cure please? Maybe they could go to the zoo or somewhere else?

A/N ~ Sure! I decided to go with Himari. Hope you enjoy!

~Sweet Road Trip~

Himari Arisugawa + GN!Reader

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Fandom: KiraKira☆Pretty Cure A La Mode

Fanfic Type: Oneshot

Reader: Gender neutral(they/them pronouns)

Relationship: Platonic

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: 1,186

Synopsis: You invited Himari to go to a zoo bakery with you. She was nervous, but on the road trip there, she quickly learned that you’re a good friend who appreciates her interest.

Warnings: None!

~Masterlists~

~KiraKira☆Pretty Cure A La Mode Masterlist~

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Even those who have never talked to Himari can tell you one thing about her: she’s shy. It’s her most obvious characteristic. When asked one simple question by someone she doesn’t know well, she’s immediately stuttering and flustered. So outside of her KiraPati group, she doesn’t have any other friends. Or so she thought.

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Himari strolled through the market, reading through her notebook. She was given the task of retrieving some ingredients for mochi. Ichika had a flash, so of course, her needs had to be met to be able to make the sweet she wanted.

“Arisugawa!” A familiar voice started her, nearly making her drop the book. Turning around, she saw that it was you. You jogged towards her, waving.

“O-oh, (last name). Hi.” She greeted.

“You doing some shopping?” You asked, catching your breath and pointing to the tote bag she had over her arm.

“Oh, uh, yeah. Just getting some ingredients for Ichika.”

You chuckled. “That Usami’s always making something, huh?”

Himari laughed a little too, easing out of her shyness a bit. “Yeah. She had another one of her ‘flashes’.”

“That definitely sounds like her. But anyway, I came here to ask you something.”

Her nervousness came right back, and she began twiddling her fingers. “Me? W-what is it?”

“There’s this new bakery that opened at the zoo the next town over. I was going to go with another friend tomorrow, but they had to cancel. So I wanted to ask if you would like to go with me?” As you spoke, you pulled out a small leaflet that displayed the place you were talking about.

Himari read the paper, clearly interested. The bakery sold cute foods based off of the zoo animals. It reminded her of the KiraPati.

“Really? You wanna go with me?” She asked, flustered.

“Yeah! Why wouldn’t I? And I know you really like sweets, and know a lot about them. You’re always saying ‘sweets are science’, right?” You gestured to her notebook, which was filled with her baking knowledge.

“Yeah. Okay, I’ll go! Thank you so much, (last name)!” Himari bowed in great appreciation.

“Great! Meet me at the bus stop at 10 tomorrow morning. It’s a bit of a drive, but it’ll be worth it. Bye, Arisugawa!” You left with a wave.

“O-okay! Bye!” She waved back.

She still couldn’t believe what just happened. You really invited her to go someplace fun with you. She never wouldn’t guessed she was even an option to think about. Sure, the two of you talked, but she had no idea you considered her as more than an acquaintance. The more she thought about it, the more excited and nervous she got.

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(The Next Morning)

Due to her overwhelming emotions, Himari didn’t sleep much. But she was just fine. She was so excited, it produced enough energy for her to get through the day. She had even made sure to arrive fifteen minutes early, just in case.

Just a few minutes before the bus was due to arrive, you met her at the stop. “Morning, Arisugawa!”

“M-morning!” Himari practically squeaked. She may have prepared herself, but it was still so nerve racking to be going somewhere alone with a new friend.

“Were you waiting long? Sorry if you were!” You apologized.

“Oh, no! It’s okay! I just decided to come early.” She assured you.

“Oh, good.” You sighed.

Not long later, the bus arrived. The two of you got on, taking your seats in the back. It was pretty empty, to which the antisocial Himari was glad about.

You opened up the leaflet you brought, and held it up between the two of you. “So, what are you thinking of getting?” You asked.

“All of it looks so cute, but I really wanna try the giraffe purin.” She pointed to the picture of the sweet.

“So, you like purin?” You asked, curious.

“Yeah! It’s one of my favorites. Did you know that it’s called something else in different parts of the world?” Himari said.

“Oh, really?”

“Yeah. The word ‘purin’ comes from the English word ‘pudding’. But in places outside Japan they call purin ‘custard pudding’, as just regular pudding is something different. Also-“ She suddenly stops, as if realizing something.

“What’s wrong?” You asked.

“Sorry. I guess you don’t want to hear all that…” She blushed, looking down at her lap in embarrassment.

“No, I do! You seem to know a lot about purin, so tell me! I still haven’t decided what to get yet, so maybe you’ll convince me.” You tilted your head down a bit, trying to meet her eyes.

Himari looked back up at you, clearly a bit surprised. A gentle smile formed on her face. “Okay…”

A with that, she continued her tangent. She went on to not only tell you about purin, but every other sweet on the menu as well. It was as if she became some sort of scientist. You knew she was smart when it came to that stuff, but you had no idea just how informed she was.

Her happiness and excitement were so apparent while she talked. You could tell that the science behind sweets was her favorite thing in the whole world. Even as the bus made its occasional stops, picking up more people, she never took breaks until she was done.

Once she had gone through every sweet on the menu, she finished her tangent. She became embarrassed once again, but felt reassured once she noticed your face was clearly not one of annoyance.

“You’re so smart, Himari! You could totally be a ‘sweets scientist’ or something in the future!” You admired.

“You really think I could? Wait, did you just call me by my first name?” She realized.

“Oh, I guess I did. Is that okay?” You asked.

“Y-yeah! I just… wasn’t sure you saw me as that good of a friend yet.”

“Of course I do! You’re so cool!”

Himari blushed at the compliment. “Thanks… (name).” She decided to take the risk, and also call you by your first name. When you gave her a smile, she knew it was okay.

The bus screeched to a stop, and the two to you looked out the window. Neither of you had realized just how much time had passed. You had arrived at the zoo.

“Let’s go!” You said, standing up. “I wanna try that purin!”

“Me too!” Himari stood as well, and you both exited the bus.

“I was a bit worried that we’d get bored during the drive here. But you turned it into something interesting.” You lightly elbowed her arm.

Himari giggled, getting flustered again. She was worried that you’d find her strange after info dumping to you like that. But it seemed like that only made you think better of her.

Gently grabbing hold of your sleeve, she began leading the way. “C’mon, (name)!”

The two of you dashed through the zoo, eager to try the giraffe purin. You’d later find that the more you know about the science behind sweets, the better they taste. And it’s all thanks to your friend, Himari.

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[baileypie-writes]

I gotchu! My first request let's goo!!!!!!!!!

…ok so for context, how old do you consider Ruru Amour to be…? She's one of my favorite precure cause she's voiced by one of my favorite actresses, Yukari Tamura, and I don't know how old you consider Ruru to be so I don't wanna break any of your rules- For now, Imma just play it safe and request Ruru x platonic gender neutral reader who Ruru confides in whenever she's having trouble head canons. I hope this is ok! If you need more detail, my dms are always open!

A/N ~ Sure! Btw, Ruru is 14. She’s in the same class in school as Hana:). Also, I hope this isn’t too angsty for you haha. I took “confides in” as sharing her personal problems. Hope you enjoy!

~Ruru Amour/Cure Amour Confiding in You~

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Fandom: HUGtto! Pretty Cure

Fanfic Type: Headcanons

Reader: Gender neutral, age group not specified

Relationship: Platonic

Characters Included: Ruru Amour

Genre: Hurt/Comfort, fluff

Word Count: 513

Warnings: Troubles and guilt about past actions(Ruru), feeling undeserving of friendship(Ruru), troubles about not being human(Ruru)

~Masterlists~

~HUGtto! Pretty Cure Masterlist~

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~ After being reformed, Ruru often felt guilt for her past actions. At times, she felt as if she didn’t deserve the kindness and friendship she received. Though, she would keep all these things to herself. She didn’t want to bother the others about it.

~ Eventually, you noticed that at times, she seemed… off. You confronted her about it, letting her know that you’re always there to talk if she needed it. That’s when she finally let it all out.

(name): “Are you sure you’re okay?”

Ruru: “Yes. I’m fine.”

(name): “Well, okay. Just know that you can always talk to me.” *begins walking away*

Ruru: “Wait! …There actually is something…”

~ After that, Ruru tells you anything’s that’s bothering her. Whether it be her past, her not feeling like she fits in, or anything else, she tells you all of it. She’s happy to have somebody to go to. She loves her friends, but she doesn’t want to trouble the whole group with her problems.

Ruru: “I simply don’t understand why you guys are so kind to me. I was not good back then.”

(name): “But you are now. A lot of acts can be forgiven if you genuinely apologize. And you did. So you deserve to be our friend.”

Ruru: “Are you certain?”

(name): “Yes. You’re my friend. And I don’t care about your past anymore. All I care about is who you are now.”

Ruru: “…..Thank you, (name)”

~ Since you listen to her, she returns the favor. She’ll listen to all your problems as well. She even keeps them in her data so she can remember them. And sometimes, she even calculates solutions for you.

~ While she feels way more emotion than she used to, Ruru’s still not the most emotional person ever. So she rarely cries. That being said, there are times when the burdens she carries get too much. When she does cry, it makes her panic, since it’s not something she’s used to. She always goes to you when this happens. She finds that having you around helps her tears stop faster.

~ She doesn’t always confide in you for emotional problems though. Being an android, there are things she simply doesn’t understand. She often uses data to try to answer her questions, but sometimes, it’s something that simple math or science can’t explain. So she asks you. And of course, she saves your answers in her data.

Ruru: “Why does it matter if one pours milk or cereal first? It brings the same results.”

(name): “Honestly Ruru, I have no idea. But I strongly believe that the cereal goes first. It just feels right.”

Ruru: “Hmm. So it’s feelings that determine if something is correct.”

(name): “Well…”

~ Over time, the two of you become sort of “comfort friends”. Friends who are always there to listen to each other’s problems, and comfort each other. It’s a different relationship from your other friends. Ruru finds it to be convenient. Instead of spreading negative feelings to the whole group, just you and her share it together. She much prefers it this way.

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[baileypie-writes]

~Fine, I’ll Pay Attention to You~

Mayu Nekoyashiki + GN!Reader + Yuki Nekoyashiki

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Fandom: Wonderful Pretty Cure!

Fanfic Type: Oneshot

Reader: Gender neutral

Relationship: Platonic

Genre: Fluff, slice of life

Word Count: 1,349

Synopsis: You felt as if Mayu’s cat, Yuki, didn’t like you very much. So Mayu invited you over to her house to bond with her.

Warnings: Yuki being sassy

Requested By: @the-broken-woman

~Masterlists~

~Wonderful Pretty Cure! Masterlist~

A/N ~ Whoopee! My first Wonderful Precure fanfic! Hope you enjoy it!

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Before you even met your friend Mayu Nekoyashiki, you’ve seen her cat, Yuki. The pure white cat is always sunbathing outside of the Pretty Holic store. You always thought she was so pretty, especially when the light would reflect off her fur, making it look like she was glowing.

For a while, you never knew her name, so you just called her “Kitty”. She’d always ignore you until you’d try to pet her. The moment you got a foot too close, she’d hop off her little platform and scurry away. Sometimes, she’d even hiss at you. So you just assumed she didn’t like you. And from then on, you’ve never done more than say hello when passing her.

You had no clue that Yuki belonged to Mayu until after you became friends. She mentioned that Pretty Holic was her mother’s store, and you immediately asked afterwards if she knew the cat. Of course, that led to you finding out. That made things a bit awkward for you, because you knew that it would make hanging out at her place uncomfortable. So when Mayu had shyly invited you over, you weren’t sure if you should.

“Hmm… I don’t know…” You pondered nervously.

“What’s wrong? Do you need to ask your parents?” Mayu asked while blushing, embarrassed that she may have asked at the wrong time.

“Oh, no. That’s not it….” You said, chuckling a bit.

“When what it is? If you don’t want to come over, that’s okay…” She mumbled.

“Oh, I do! It’s just that…” You tried coming up with the best way to say it. “Yuki doesn’t like me very much, so it might be awkward.”

“Huh?” Mayu exclaimed, not expecting your answer.

“She always ignores me when I talk to her, and runs away when I get too close. She’s hissed at me a few times too.” You explained.

After you said that, Mayu started giggling. “What’s so funny?” You asked, confused.

After letting herself continue for a few moments, she cleared her throat. “That’s just how Yuki is. She always pretends she doesn’t want attention. I’m sure once she gets to know you, she’ll love you!”

“Really?” Your face lit up with hope.

“Yeah! She’s actually really sweet!”

“Okay! Then I guess I will come over!” And with that confirmation, your confidence was restored enough to walk home with her.

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As you got closer to the Pretty Holic building, you began to feel your heart rate picking up speed. You really hoped that you could earn Yuki’s trust. Though, if you couldn’t, you would still accept defeat. Even if it would shatter your heart into pieces.

“Looks like Yuki’s inside.” Mayu observed. Upon looking at said cat’s usual sunbathing spot, you confirmed that she was correct. You were a bit disappointed, as you wanted to get it over with quicker.

Mayu opened the front door for you, and you thanked her. After stepping inside, you admired the pretty products lining the shelves. “Mom, I’m home!” Mayu called out. A very beautiful woman waltzed into the room just a moment later.

“Welcome home, Mayu! Oh! I see you’ve brought a friend! Welcome Mx…..?”

“I’m (full name). It’s nice to meet you, Mrs. Nekoyashiki!” You bowed.

“Aw, it’s nice to meet you too dear!” She chuckled.

“They’re here to meet Yuki. Well, they’ve kind of already met, but (name) wants to get to know her better.” Mayu explained.

“Oh, how lovely! Yuki’s such a cute kitty! Now, I have to go check on some stock in the back, so I’ll see you later!”

“Okay, bye Mom!” Mayu waved.

“Bye!” You did the same.

“Bye-bye! Nyan-nyan-nyan~.” Mrs. Nekoyashiki sang all the way out of the room. Once her notes were no longer heard, Mayu turned to you.

“Let’s go to my room. That’s probably where Yuki is.” She said. She was clearly becoming a bit shy at the mention of her room, which was to be expected.

“Okay!” You replied, and began following Mayu.

Once you arrived in her room, you took in your surroundings. Her bedroom was so stylish! The teals and mint greens were refreshing to look at. The shelves and drawers that made up stairs that led to a loft were so unique. You also took note of the old fashioned sewing machine in the corner. “Wow!” You exclaimed. “Your room is so cool!”

“Oh.” Mayu blushed bashfully. “Thank you.” While avoiding your gaze, her eyes focused on the white blob that rested on her bed. “Oh look, it’s Yuki!” She pointed, walking over to the cat.

Your head immediately turned upon hearing that. As she said, Yuki was lying on her bed. Mayu knelt down to her level, and wrapped her arms around her, stuffing her face in her soft fur. But Yuki payed her no mind. Her eyes were on you instead, squinting, and her ears were nearly completely vertical. That was a sign that she was not happy to see you. Once she noticed your gaze, her head snapped away from you. “I don’t think she’s excited that I’m here.” You chuckled nervously.

“Yuki…” Mayu whined to the cat. “(name) just wants to be friends.” Yuki let out a quick, sassy meow. It sounded like the cat equivalent of a scoff.

You laughed nervously, not sure what to do. Mayu pulled back from her cat, looking back and forth from her to you. She frowned thoughtfully, trying to come up with an idea. Then, she saw something lying next to your hand, which rested on her desk. “Hey (name),” she said, pointing to it. “maybe try that.”

“Hm?” A bit confused, you looked in the direction of her finger. It was a cat toy; a stick with a pom pom hanging from a string. “Oh! Okay.”

You grabbed the toy, clutching it near your chest. Slowly and carefully, you shuffled towards the feline. “Hey Yuki.” You greeted as calmly as you could. At that point, she still refused to look at you.

It wasn’t until the pom pom dangled above her, that her face changed from her intimidating glare. From seeing the soft ball swaying, her pupils dilated, and her tail started twirling. You knew this was a sign of playfulness.

Not saying a word, as to not break her focus, you began moving the stick. This caused the pom pom to sway even more. Yuki’s body scrunched up, her rear raising a bit in a pouncing position. You changed nothing about your actions, and just waited.

After a few moments, she shot up, swatting the pom pom furiously with her paw. A huge smile spread across your face. You looked to Mayu, who smiled excitedly as well. As Yuki continued to play, Mayu got out her phone, and began filming.

The game went on for a few minutes, before Yuki grabbed onto the pom pom with her claws, yanking the toy out of your hands completely. She lied back down, holding it between her paws. You and Mayu laughed, not minding the defeat at all.

You finally decided to take a risk, and try to pet her. Slowly, you reached your hand forward, aiming for her little head. Her eyes locked onto it, but it didn’t seem as if she was going to do anything. Your palm and fingers brushed against her white fur, and you tensed, expecting a hiss or scratch. But neither came.

As you moved your hand down from her head to her back, Yuki didn’t show any signs of bother. As your hand moved back up to her head yet again, it took you by surprise when she head butted it. You knew this meant she wanted more pets from you, so you happily obliged.

You never thought you’d ever be petting Yuki. But there you were, your touch being welcomed by her. You were overjoyed by the fact that she was finally paying attention to you, and that she didn’t despise you. You were so caught up in your adoration, that you didn’t notice the snapping sound of Mayu taking a picture of the two of you.

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[baileypie-writes]

For A request can I request A plantonic one shot of Yuni & GN! Reader who helps her when she was A theif and only found her again when she joined the precure

To get into more detail reader was actually with Yuni during the fall of planet rainbow and reader helped Yuni with her thief business and around the time of the Cure cosmos Debut reader was off to collect another planet rainbow item by themselves but when they came back Yuni was no where on the planet and they eventually find her on earth and like nearly every concerned older sibling they were like “YUNI WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN!?”

A/N ~ Sure! That’s such a cute idea! Hope you enjoy!

~Reunion~

Yuni + GN!Alien!Reader

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Fandom: Star☆Twinkle Pretty Cure

Fanfic Type: Oneshot

Reader: Gender neutral(they/them pronouns), alien(type isn’t specified)

Relationship: Platonic

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: 1,544

Synopsis: After landing on an unknown planet, you unexpectedly reunited with your fellow thief friend, Yuni.

Warnings: Probably some incorrect information(I didn’t pay a lot of attention to Yuni’s story)

~Masterlists~

~Star☆Twinkle Pretty Cure Masterlist~

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The almost deafening sound of sirens blared through the building, flashing red lights accompanying it. Though it was annoying, it ended up paying in your favor, as it drowned out the sound of your shoes hitting the ground as you ran. And oh, were you running.

You clutched the bag holding your newly claimed item tightly. The last thing you wanted was to lose it. You’d already gone through enough trouble stealing it. Though, you didn’t think of it as stealing. You were simply getting it back.

A sigh of relief escaped you as you finally reached your spaceship. And not a moment too soon. Guards had found you, and were catching up fast. Their angry demands for you to stop went unheard, both because the sirens were louder, and because you were ignoring them. Quickly, you got into your ship, wasting no time starting it up.

By the time the guards had reached you, your ship was already levitating off the ground, spewing smoke from its motors. You watched in satisfaction as the gray cloud enveloped them, and they began to cough. Your job was now done.

Flopping down onto your chair, you finally allowed yourself to catch your breath. After switching the ship’s mode to autopilot, you took your finding out of the bag. It was a small, golden trinket box. Despite the size, it was worth more than you could imagine. But you didn’t take it because of its money value. You did it for a friend.

Yuni was your friend from Planet Rainbow. Unfortunately, everyone on her planet, except for her, was turned to stone by an accident involving a Notraider. After that, the planet’s treasures were stolen. Yuni took on the alias of the thief “Blue Cat” to take them back. So you, being her friend, offered to help.

And that’s what you’ve been doing for the past while. Just traveling from planet to planet, looking for Planet Rainbow’s treasures. You were rather proud of yourself for your latest find. It had a rather large rainbow ore, the planet’s signature stone, on it. You couldn’t wait to show it to Yuni. You hadn’t heard any word from her recently, so you’ve been a bit worried. But you knew that once you saw her, and knew she was okay, you’d be just fine.

The excited feeling only intensified as you landed your ship on the barren Planet Rainbow. You stepped out, immediately heading to your usual meeting spot. But to your surprise, your feline friend wasn’t there.

“Yuni! I got something for you!” You called out. But you went unanswered.

Figuring she was somewhere else on the planet, you wandered around for a bit. But after searching her usual, and even unusual spots, she was really nowhere to be found. Considering there was no message indicating she was out looking for more treasures, you were worried.

You figured it wouldn’t hurt to search for her. Maybe you could hunt down more items on the way. So you carved her a message on a nearby stone, as you usually did, and left once again.

However, you had only managed to travel for roughly an hour before your engine stopped.

“Oh no…” You said, realizing that you’d forgotten to refill the tank. Your ship was now floating aimlessly through space. There were no nearby planets, so you couldn’t ask for help. There was really nothing you could do.

As you contemplated your next move, a large shadow blocked out the small bit of light you already had. Looking out the window, you saw a giant meteor heading your way. You immediately began to panic. There was no way to dodge it, and you couldn’t leave the ship due to there being no breathable air.

Just as the giant rock was about to hit, a large flash of light blocked your view of everything. “What the heck?” You shouted as you covered your eyes.

The light stopped just as quick as it started. You removed your arms from your eyes, only to find yourself plummeting down into some unknown planet. You screamed, immediately activating your ship’s emergency safety feature. A parachute opened above the ship, and when the wind filled it, you were thrusted upwards a bit. But at least you weren’t falling anymore.

After catching your breath, you looked out the window once again. You could spot a lot of green nature below you, getting closer and closer as you drifted down. You had no idea what planet this was, or how you even got there. But you know it must’ve had something to do with that light.

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“C’mon! Fuwa said it’s this way!” Hikaru called out to her friends as she raced into the woods. The aforementioned winged unicorn flew closely behind.

“I’m still confused. What exactly are we looking for? You dragged us here without much of an explanation. I only processed the part about Fuwa sensing something coming, and using her magic for whatever reason.” Yuni complained, taking her sweet time walking.

“Yeah. Is it a good something, or a bad something ~lun?” Lala asked.

“I think it’s good ~fuwa!” Fuwa said, continuing to zip around.

After a small walk through the trees, the group came across a small clearing. In the center was a spaceship.

“Woah.” Elena exclaimed.

“Whose ship is this?” Hikaru asked Yuni and Lala.

“No clue. You know we don’t know every alien, right ~lun?” Lala scoffed.

“No, I actually know whose ship this is.” Yuni said, stopping in her tracks once she realized.

“Really? Whose?” Madoka asked.

Suddenly, the ships door opened with a screech. Everyone tensed in anticipation, knowing the endless possibilities when it came to beings from other planets. A second later, out stepped a very exhausted and stressed looking alien.

“(name)!” Yuni called out happily. “I knew it was you!” She began running in your direction.

“Huh?” You looked up. As soon as you caught sight of the girl in front of you, you bolted towards her. “Yuni!”

You enveloped her in a bone crushing hug. You were fully aware that she wasn’t fond of them, but you felt you deserved one after not knowing where or how she was for so long. Her tail fully straightened out, puffing up a bit, a clear sign that she was not fond of what you were doing.

“Where the heck have you been?!” You shouted. “I haven’t heard anything from you in forever, and you weren’t at Planet Rainbow! You could’ve at least left me some sort of message!” You scolded, just spewing out all the feelings you’ve been holding in.

“I-I-“ Yuni struggled to get the words out. “Maybe if you let go of me, I can tell you.”

You obliged, desperate for answers. Yuni panted, catching her breath from being squeezed so tight. “So… kind of a lot has happened since you last took off.”

“Uh huh. I have plenty of time to listen.” You replied, letting her know that you were going to get a story out of her.

“So after you left… well… one thing led to another and… I’m a Pretty Cure now.” She explained.

“… A what?” You questioned.

Yuni let out an exasperated sigh. “Okay. Guess you’re gonna need more details.”

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After a quite long and confusing explanation, you were left speechless. Sitting on the soft, green ground of the planet you now knew as “Earth”, you processed everything that Yuni had told you.

“Wow.” You said. “So you’ve sure been busy, huh?”

Yuni scratched the back of her neck bashfully. “Haha, yeah. Sorry for not communicating with you. I guess I just lost track of everything.”

“It’s okay. I get it.” You waved your hand to assure her. Then, after remembering something, you snapped your fingers. “Oh! Hang on! I got something for you!”

The others watched as you ran back to your ship. When you returned a few moments later, you held a bag in your hand. “I just got this today.” You reached into the bag, and pulled out the trinket box.

Yuni gasped softly. You held it out for her to take, to which she wasted no time to do. She stared lovingly at the small box, being reminded of her home. The rainbow ore reflected into her glossy eyes.

“Thank you, (name).” She said.

“I’m glad you’re happy. It took a heck of a lot of effort to get it. I probably need to hide away for a while now. Just until everything dies down.” You laughed. “Besides, I don’t think my ship’s in any condition to go anywhere soon.”

“We’ll help you fix it!” Hikaru offered.

“Yeah, why not?” Elena chimed in.

Yuni chuckled at her friends’ typical kindness. “I mean, I guess it’s only fair. You went through a lot of trouble for this.”

“That would be great. Thanks guys!” You said. “And while I’m here, you can teach me all about this planet!”

Everyone smiled warmly at you, happy to be of help. You truly didn’t know what to expect of this planet’s inhabitants when you landed, but it seemed that they’re a very nice species. You were glad that Yuni was okay, and that she had made such good friends. And soon, they’d grow to be yours too.

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[baileypie-writes]

Hello saw you were taking requests so here is mines

Plantonic Regina and Knight Gn! Reader (possibly evil precure)

The reader is A young knight for the kingdom like Makoto before it gotten taken over but king selfish found potenial usefulness out of reader so found A way to brainwash them and made them A knight for Regina and they eventually grow closer and seeing how King selfish is kinda manipulating Regina and how she truly wants to do good but keeps getting dragged to darkness Reader sticks by Regina side even after the brainwashing wears off

I’m down for headcanons or A one shot whatever you want to write (also low key I’m still coping over Regina’s cure design I love her but I seriously don’t like it)

A/N ~ Sure! That’s a very cool plot! I’m also glad you agree on my opinion of her design haha! I hope I interpreted your request accurately. Apologies if I didn’t! Hope you enjoy!

~By Your Side~

Regina + GN!Evil!Knight!Reader

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Fandom: DokiDoki! Pretty Cure

Fanfic Type: Oneshot

Reader: Gender neutral, Regina’s knight

Relationship: Platonic

Genre: Hurt/comfort

Word Count: 1,240

Synopsis: After Regina was brainwashed by her father, you slowly watched her old self come back. You also realized where her true happiness lies, and that you’d do anything to help her achieve it.

Warnings: Mentions of brainwashing

~Masterlists~

~DokiDoki! Pretty Cure Masterlist~

‼️Glitter Force stans DNI‼️

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The majority of your life is a just huge chunk of blank space and memory. You don’t remember a thing from before about a year ago. All you know is what you’ve experienced since gaining consciousness. You’ve only had one job since then; protect the Princess. So you followed the task King Jikochuu had given you.

Though you try your best to act professional, Regina seems to treat you more like a friend than a protector. No matter how many times you remind her of your actual job, she still sees you following her around as ‘hanging out’. But you guess it’s fine, just as long as she’s happy.

As your duty states, you must take care of Regina, and keep her safe. But what should you do when you start to consider that the one who gave you the order could be the danger?

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You made a promise to yourself that no matter what path Regina chose, you’d stick by her side no matter what. So when she started to become closer to the Pretty Cure, you prepared yourself to follow her to the good side. It was a change you were fine with making, just as long as the princess was happy. Additionally, the Pretty Cure were very nice girls who truly brought out the best in her.

When she ultimately decided to talk to her father about turning good, you encouraged her; cheering her on.

Nothing could’ve prepared you for the outcome.

She was different. So horribly different. The sweet, silly child you once knew was gone. In its place was a cruel, sinister girl. You hated what her father did to her, but you couldn’t do anything besides stand and watch.

Regina treated you differently as well. Instead of just a friend, you were her partner in crime. She expected you to join in on her horrid shenanigans. And she also expected you to enjoy them. You were all for a little mischief, but this new version of Regina was hard for you to watch.

But even with the terrible change, there was still a faint light in her heart. You could tell. From the way she interacted with the girls, you knew she felt it, deep down. A quiet, almost silent wish for a friendship with them. A wish to join them.

The only thing that stood in the way of her achieving her dream was her father. Each time she nearly had the ability and courage to switch to the good side in her grasp, King Jikochuu dragged her back down into the pit of selfishness. And frankly, you hated it. It was your duty to keep Regina safe and happy; a duty given to you by your boss. But it was your boss himself that was the barricade between his own daughter and her true happiness.

But you couldn’t do anything. You could only give your support. Or… was that still something?

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Regina laid on her stomach, on her cushy sofa. Her feet kicked in the air out of frustration, and her head rested on her arms, which were crossed in front of her. She wore a dramatic pout on her face, which was half concealed by her arms. But you could clearly see her furrowed brows.

“What’s the matter, Regina?” You inquired. But you knew the answer. She had just gotten back from spending time with the Pretty Cure. It seemed that her genuine enjoyment caused her confusion and frustration.

“Nothin’.” She huffed out, her voice muffled from her mouth being covered by her arms.

You hummed, and let her be. But you couldn’t help but smirk, as you knew what was coming. Every time she used that response, she would tell you exactly what was wrong just a moment later.

You counted down the seconds in your head. Three… two… one.

“I just don’t get Mana! Why is she so nice to me?” And there it was, right on time, as always.

“Because she sees you as her friend.” You answered her question, hiding the satisfaction you felt from your accurate prediction.

“But why?” She whined, sitting up and crossing her legs. “I’m King Jikochuu’s daughter! She should hate me, just like Rikka and Makoto!” She pouted once again, crossing her arms to match with her legs.

“That’s just how Mana is, I guess.” You chuckled. “She sees the good in people.”

“But I don’t have any good in me!” Regina declared, as if it was common knowledge.

“That’s not true.” You replied. “You have a lot of good things about you.”

Her head snapped in your direction. She looked at you as if you were mad. “What?”

“Well,” You began to specify. “You may be naughty, but you really do care about others. You’re exciting and fun to be around. And you’re affectionate to those you love.”

Regina’s lips curled into a smile, and she burst out laughing. “Ha! I think spending all that time with the Pretty Cure might be going to your head, (name)! I mean, I am fun. But I don’t care about anyone!”

“So you don’t care about me? Or your father?”

She went silent. “W-well, that’s different! Daddy’s my, well, Dad!” She stuttered. “And you’re my best friend!”

“And what about Mana? You don’t care about her?” You pried further.

It looked like you had just offended her. “No! I-“ She began defending herself, but she went silent once again. You watched her eyes. You could almost see all the thoughts rushing in her mind through them. It reminded you of a saying you’ve heard somewhere: ‘Eyes are the windows to the soul’. You thought that was ridiculous before, but now, you thought of it as genius.

“Regina”. You interrupted her thinking. “I want you to know this.” Stepping over to her, you took a seat next to her on the sofa. “It’s my job to look after you, and to keep you safe and happy.” You placed a comforting hand on her head, just on top of her big red bow. “So no matter what you choose to be, I’ll be right here with you.”

Regina choked up a bit. “B-but what about Dad?” She looked genuinely scared, as if that one decision could lead to terrible things if she chose wrong. And you weren’t sure if that belief was entirely false. Seeing what her father had done to her in the past, you knew there was an array of other options on the table. He simply brainwashed her last time. He could do it again. Or maybe something way worse. Something that gave no chance of the old Regina ever coming back. But for her, you’d do anything to make her wish come true. Even fight her father.

“I can’t say what’ll happen. But I can say that I’ll be by your side the whole time. No matter what happens, I’ll be there. I’ll protect you the very best I can. Even if it means going against the King.”

Tears welled up in Regina’s eyes. She head butted your chest, and just cried softly. You placed a hand on her back, rubbing it slowly to comfort her.

You knew the journey ahead was not going to be easy. But what kind of knight’s job was? If it’s all for the sake of protecting Regina, then you’d face it head on. Even if the danger’s head was fifty times bigger than your own body.

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[baileypie-writes]

Hello for A request how about Tsubasa & A carefree air headed older sibling reader

One random day while reader was going through their business they get randomly teleported to Earth and finally meets Tsubasa friends they heard about and maybe how Tsubasa handles reader meeting his friends (reader is ageha’s age and I would find it funny if Tsubasa has to be the worrywart protective younger sibling as reader does something reckless and gets hurt)

A/N ~ Sure! This is such a cute idea! Hope you enjoy!

~Worrywart~

Tsubasa Yuunagi/Cure Wing + Older Sibling!Reader

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Fandom: Soaring Sky! Pretty Cure

Fanfic Type: Oneshot

Reader: Gender neutral, an airhead

Relationship: Familial

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: 984

Synopsis: You woke up after falling from Skyland, and were greeted by your little brother and his friends. And like always, Tsubasa is quick to scold and worry about you.

Warnings: Small injury(Reader), Reader being an annoying older sibling

~Masterlists~

~Soaring Sky! Pretty Cure Masterlist~

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The moment you regained your consciousness, you felt an intense pain in your skull. Though you had never experienced the scenario before, you assumed it felt similar to being hit with a brick. And you sure felt heavy like one.

Hushed voices coming from around you sent signals of confusion and panic to your sore brain. You jolted up, opening your eyes. The uneasy feeling didn’t subside, instead, multiplied as you realized that you were not home. Your surroundings were both completely unfamiliar, and much too big compared to your little bird body.

“(name).” A worried voice called out to you. That voice being the one thing you did recognize.

“Tsubasa?” You mumbled groggily, the pain still the center of your attention. Turning to your right, you were met with the human face of your little brother. And he looked more concerned than anything. “What are you doing here?” You asked.

Tsubasa suddenly changed into his natural bird form, hopping in front of you on the couch. “What do you mean ‘what am I doing here’? What are you doing here?” He raised his voice, as if what you said was completely outlandish.

“Huh?” You covered your ear holes with your wings, the volume making your head throb even more. Looking out of a nearby window, you came to the shocking realization that you were not in your home place, Skyland. “Where am I?”

“You’re where I live, Sorashido City. How did you get here? We found you on the ground outside!” He said in a scolding tone, as if it was your fault.

“Hey, I don’t know! So how about you stop getting all mad, okay?” You crossed your wings, frustrated. Tsubasa just huffed, annoyed.

A brown haired girl then walked up to you, and held out her hand for you to shake. “Hey, I’m Ageha Hijiri, Tsubasa’s friend. He told us that you’re his older sibling.”

You held out your wing, accepting her friendly gesture. She held it in her pointer finger and thumb, gently shaking it.

“Yup! I’m (name) Yuunagi. Nice to meet you Hijiri!” You greeted.

“And I’m Mashiro Nijigaoka. Nice to meet you!” A pink haired girl waved, to which you waved back.

“And I’m Sora Harewataru!” A girl with blue hair introduced herself quite loudly, making your head throb.

“Are you alright?” Nijigaoka asked, concerned.

“No, I have a really bad headache.” You grumbled.

“Well, we did find you under a tree. Maybe you fell through it, and hit your head. I’ll go get an ice pack for you!” She said, and walked out of the room.

An old woman stood up from her chair in the corner. She was also holding a purple haired baby- wait!

“Princess Ellee!” You immediately got on all fours, bowing to her. The baby cooed happily.

“Yes.” The old woman said. “As you’re probably aware, Ellee is staying with us until we can get her back to Skyland.”

“Skyland…” The name of your homeland started to bring back your memory. After a moment, everything finally clicked. “Oh! I remember what happened!”

“Really? What? What happened?” Tsubasa panicked, worried that it was something serious. Everyone moved closer, eager to hear your story. Just as they did, Nijigaoka came back with an ice pack and a bandage. As she began securing the pack onto your head, you told them what you remembered.

“I was hanging out at my secret spot near the edge of Skyland. I like to go there sometimes to be alone. I saw a pretty butterfly, so I followed it. But I guess I didn’t realize how close to the edge I was, because I fell off! Suddenly, this strange colorful portal thing appeared below me. The last thing I remember was seeing the top of a house. It all went black after that” The ice pack was firmly secured on your head by the time you finished your tale.

“Hmm, how strange.” The old woman said, holding her chin in thought. Princess Elle copied her, pretending to be in deep thought as well.

“Falling off the edge of Skyland from chasing a butterfly… that’s just like you, (name). You really need to be more careful!” Tsubasa scolded you, yet again.

“Ugh, you’ve always been such a worrywart, Tsubasa! Lighten up a bit!” You waved your wing to dismiss him.

“You literally could’ve died!” He yelled, making your head pound. After seeing you wince, his expression softened. “Sorry. I just care about you. I mean, you are my sibling.”

“Yeah, I know. But I’m your older sibling. Worrying is my job!” You pointed to yourself.

“Well, you’re not very good at it…” He mumbled.

“Mx. Yuunagi, you’re welcome to stay here until we can find a way to get you back home.” The old woman offered, smiling softly.

“Thank you very much! Um…” You suddenly realized you didn’t know her name.

“You may call me Yoyo. I’m Mashiro’s grandmother.” She said, as if she read your mind.

“Alright! Well, thank you Yoyo!” You scooted over to the edge of the couch, and transformed into your human self. All the ladies gasped in awe. “It was really nice meeting you guys! You’re all so cool!”

You turned to Tsubasa, who was still a bird. Carefully, you scooped him up on your hands, and brought him up to your face. “And it was nice seeing you again, baby brother!” You said, rubbing your cheek against his.

“Ah, (name)! Stop! You’re embarrassing me!” He whined. You ceased, satisfied with his reaction. Everyone laughed at your typical sibling behavior.

It was clear that you’ve already bonded quite a bit with everyone. You’ve never been great at thinking things though. And it almost always ends in disaster. However, this time, things payed off in your favor. Because not only did you finally get to reunite with Tsubasa, but you also got to make some new friends!

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[baileypie-writes]

Could you please make a platonic one shot of a gender neutral reader joining Battamonda on his Halloween hijinxs also dressed up as a Halloween cure (I'll let you decide which one)? Just pulling tricks, stealing treats, spooking kids and having a sweet time.

That episode is one of the best things I've watched in a while, I absolutely love it, everything about it so cute especially the stuff with Cure Pumpkin :3

A/N ~ Sure! Hope you enjoy!

~Trick and Treat~

Battamonda + GN!Villain!Reader

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Fandom: Soaring Sky! Pretty Cure

Fanfic Type: Oneshot

Reader: Gender neutral, a villain

Relationship: Platonic

Genre: Fluff, comedy

Word Count: 936

Synopsis: After finding out that Battamonda has a mischievous plan for Halloween, you decide to join him.

Warnings: Stealing(Battamonda and Reader), scaring children(Battamonda and Reader)

~Masterlists~

~Soaring Sky! Pretty Cure Masterlist~

This fanfiction takes place during episode 39, “The Great Witch Yoyo and the Halloween Party”.

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Sitting atop of a large building, with your legs dangling over the edge, you watched the event happening on the ground with pure excitement.

Today was Halloween, so everyone was running around in silly costumes, while giving and receiving treats. You desperately wanted to join in on the fun, but felt Skearhead might get upset at you for messing around. So instead, to your despair, you stalked the partygoers from above.

Suddenly, you spotted a familiar head of green hair a fair distance away from the crowd.

“What’s Battamonda doing here?” You pondered. Deciding to find out for yourself, you snapped your fingers, teleporting directly behind him. The man didn’t notice. He was too busy chuckling mischievously. “Battamonda!” You called out to him.

He let out a high-pitched shriek in surprise. He spun around, quickly hiding something behind his back. “(name)! What are you doing here?”

“I was gonna ask you the same thing.” You glanced at the object he was attempting to hide. It was quite obvious that it was a pumpkin. You could clearly see it poking out, it being too big compared to the size of his body. “What’s with the pumpkin?”

“It’s nothing! Leave me alone!” He whined like a teenager.

You scoffed. “Battamonda, I know you’re planning something.” Your tone was scolding. He gulped nervously, and a bead of sweat rolled down his cheek. After a long, dramatic pause, you completely switched up. “And I want in!”

“Huh?” Battamonda exclaimed, too surprised to form actual words.

“Whatever mischief you’re planning, I wanna come with you!” You said.

“What? Really?” He asked, thinking you’re jesting.

“Yeah! Halloween is fun, and so is causing trouble!”

“Oh, okay!” Battamonda smiled brightly, and revealed the pumpkin from behind his back. It was actually a jack-o-lantern; a face having been carved into it.

“So, what’re we gonna do?” You asked, leaning in.

“We’re gonna dress up, and steal all the treats! And, we’re gonna say we’re Pretty Cures so that the actual Pretty Cure’s reputations will be ruined!” His smile grew into an evil one as he clutched the pumpkin tighter.

“So we get to ruin the Pretty Cure’s lives and get treats? Heck yeah!” You cheered.

“I know, right? Now, watch this. Battamon-mon!” He snapped his fingers, and began to transform. His outfit changed, reminiscent of how the Pretty Cure’s did. It changed into a cool green leather vest, with black pants, gloves and a yellow ruffle. “A tricky pumpkin who loves treats. Cure Pumpkin!” And with that declaration, the jack-o-lantern fell onto his head, completing his look.

“Wow! You look so cool!” You admired while clapping. Cure Pumpkin bowed, clearly liking the attention. “My turn!”

With a snap of your own fingers, you transformed yourself as well. Long, white ribbons covered your face, arms and legs. You wore a stylish (favorite color) shirt and black pants/skirt with a ruffle. Your hair turned lighter and more styled. And finally, a large bow appeared on your neck.

“A sneaky mummy who loves treats! Cure Mummy!” You announced.

“Ooh!” Cure Pumpkin admired.

“Why, thank you!” You bowed. “Now, let’s go get some treats!”

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Your first targets were some pumpkin cookies from the Pretty Holic store. There was a line of children already waiting, but of course you guys didn’t care about that. You both walked up to the lady who held the basket.

“Give us some too!” Cure Pumpkin demanded, and you both snatched a cookie.

“Hold on! You have to wait for your turn!” The lady scolded. She gasped when she got a good look at the two of you. “What?”

“Trick and treat!” You both yelled. While the lady was frozen in shock, Cure Pumpkin snatched the whole basket.

“W-what are you guys?” She stuttered.”

“I’m Cure Pumpkin!” He introduced himself.

“And I’m Cure Mummy!” You did as well.

The two of you struck poses. “And we’re Pretty Cures!” And with that, the two of you dashed off laughing. “Happy Halloween!”

Once you were a far enough distance away, you stopped to catch your breath. “I didn’t know sabotaging could be this fun!” You said.

“Right?” Cure Pumpkin laughed. Suddenly, a group of four small children began walking nearby. They held large bags full of candy. The two of you looked at each other, and didn’t even need to say anything to know what you were going to do.

You snuck up behind the kids, completely silent. Slowly and carefully, you raised your arms up. “RAAAAAHR!” You both roared loudly.

“AAAAHHH!” All the kids screamed, dropping their candy bags. They didn’t even notice as they ran away, continuing to shriek.

“Let’s go!” You cheered, grabbing the bags. You held out two of them to Cure Pumpkin, to which he happily took. “Wanna sit on the roof and eat?”

“Sure, why not?” He shrugged. Snapping your fingers, the both of you were transported to a rooftop. You wasted no time sitting down, and stuffing your faces with candy. As you did so, you pointed out more potential targets for your hijinks.

“You think the actual Pretty Cure will come soon?” You wondered.

“Eh, probably. But whatever. We’re still having fun and eating treats right now!” He said.

“Yeah, you’re right.” You pulled a two lollipops out of your candy bags, and gave one to him. “Cheers?”

Cure Pumpkin chuckled, and hit his lollipop against yours. “Cheers.”

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In the end, the two of you were stopped by the Pretty Cure. But you weren’t too upset. After all, you still had plenty of candy left! And the fun you had will forever be your favorite memories of Halloween!

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[baileypie-writes]

Ok I saw the platonic kuroro/lock one and can I please ask for a fluffy headcanon

A/N ~ Sure! I wrote this more specifically for Kuroro, so if you wanted him as Lock specifically, I apologize. Feel free to request that next if that was what you wanted! Hope you enjoy!

~Kuroro/Lock Platonic Fluff Headcanons~

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Fandom: Go! Princess Pretty Cure

Fanfic Type: Headcanons

Reader: Gender neutral

Relationship: Platonic

Characters Included: Kuroro/Lock

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: 314

Warnings: Un-detailed trauma(Kuroro)

~Masterlist~

~Go! Princess Pretty Cure Masterlist~

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~ Poor Kuroro is traumatized. He’s been through so much, so he really needs a friend. Lucky for him, he met you! You’re just what he needed to come out of his shell! It took a while, but after he warmed up to you, you guys are inseparable!

~ He’s a very low maintenance friend. He doesn’t need to talk a whole bunch or do a lot of exciting activities. Just hanging out in the same room is enough for him. Though he’s not opposed to doing something fun!

~ He loves being out in nature! Take him to a large, green field, and he’s endlessly entertained! He’ll pick flowers with you, and weave them together to make matching best friend flower crowns!

~ Kuroro really is the sweetest little boy. He’s so thoughtful, and always concerned for you. He’s a good listener, so if you need to vent, he’s there for you! He may not be good with advice, but he’ll try his best!

~ While he was way more cheeky as Lock, he still has a bit of that attitude in him as Kuroro. He’ll pull little, lighthearted pranks. Nothing mean or bad. Just moving your stuff when you’re not looking, or jumping out of a corner to scare you. It’s all in good fun!

~ He’s your biggest supporter. He cheers you on for whatever you do, even though he’s not that loud. If you have sports matches or performances, he goes to every one of them! He’ll happily make banners for you as well!

~ Kuroro’s still pretty young lad, so he might not get some of the subjects you talk about. If you’re still in school, he’d volunteer to help with your homework, only to be completely stumped. If you’re an adult, it’s even worse. He doesn’t get all these “taxes” and stuff. But he still enjoys being your friend, even if he doesn’t understand everything.

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~~baileypie-writes

[baileypie-writes]

Can you do platonic head-canons where reader is Cure Passion best friend

A/N ~ Sure! Hope you enjoy!

~Setsuna Higashi/Cure Passion BFF Headcanons~

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Fandom: Fresh Pretty Cure!

Fanfic Type: Headcanons

Reader: Gender Neutral

Relationship: Platonic

Characters Included: Setsuna Higashi/Cure Passion

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: 442

Warnings: None!

~Masterlists~

~Fresh Pretty Cure! Masterlist~

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~ Friendship was not an experience or skill that Setsuna ever expected to have. She saw it as useless, and a waste of time. Though when she switched to the good side, she finally got a taste of it. And it sure was strange to her.

~ Setsuna knows next to nothing about friendship. Because of this, she relies on you to teach her things. She gets very nervous when she has to decide things on her own, racking her brain in wondering if it’s a “normality in friendship”. This often results in her going to Love and looking for answers.

~ If you’re not a Pretty Cure, it takes a long time to admit her past, and current role to you. Part of the reason is because she wants to keep you safe. But the other is because she’s embarrassed and ashamed of her past as Eas. She’s afraid that you’ll think differently, or even negatively of her. So you only find out when the Pretty Cure have to go to Labyrinth to have their final battle.

~ Whenever her and the Pretty Cure group go to hang out, she often brings you along. This is mostly because you’re her best friend, and she likes being with you. But it’s also the result of her not wanting you to feel left out. She doesn’t want you to miss any good times or potential inside jokes. She’s personally felt like she hasn’t fit in with her other friends, so she doesn’t want you to go through that.

~ Love, Miki and Inori are great friends, and she loves them. However, they often get into some odd or crazy situations. Sometimes, she just wants some peace and quiet. That’s one of the reasons why she considers you her best friend! Out of all the time you’ve hung out with each other, most of them have been very normal!

~ Setsuna tends to bottle up her feelings. It’s a bad habit she needs to break. While she’s been getting better, she still hates showing weakness in front of others. But when it comes to you, it’s a little easier for her. She may sometimes allow herself to cry or get angry in front of you.

~ She really wants to be the best friend she can be. So she supports you any way she can! If you have a hobby, she constantly compliments your work, sometimes even asking if you can teach her. If your hobby happens to be theatre, sports, or anything she can watch, she’ll be there to cheer you on! She doesn’t pressure you to do the same, but will be eternally grateful if you show up to one of her dances.

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~~baileypie-writes

[baileypie-writes]

Hello it's baritone anon again! For one-shot reqs may I ask for baritone x actor!reader who was filming in Kanon town for thier current gig? :3 ofc make sure to take care of yourself and have a good day!

A/N ~ Welcome back! Thank you for the request! And thanks for worrying about me. I’ll be sure to take care of myself. Make sure you do the same! Hope you enjoy!

~Action~

Baritone x Actor!Reader

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Fandom: Suite Pretty Cure♪

Fanfic Type: Oneshot

Reader: Gender neutral(they/them pronouns), an actor

Relationship: Romantic

Word Count: 1,006

Synopsis: Baritone was invited by you to come see the filming of a movie you’re acting in. So, of course, he couldn’t pass up the opportunity to see his favorite star shine.

Warnings: None!

~Masterlists~

~Suite Pretty Cure♪ Masterlist~

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Baritone had been to Kanon town plenty of times before. But this time seemed so different. And the reason for that was plain as day.

Cameras, props and staff filled the streets. Everyone moved around with such certainty, as if they were being controlled. But they were just doing their jobs. He imagined they’d been practicing for quite some time.

You had invited him to look behind the scenes of the filming of a movie you’re in. He had never seen you act in person before, so he obviously accepted the offer. And he was quite excited.

As he got closer to the scene, a man blocked his path. “I’m sorry, sir, but you’re going to need to take a different route. We’re filming in this area.”

Taking a closer look at him, Baritone saw an ID attached to the man’s shirt that showed he was a part of the staff.

“Excuse me, but I’m actually here for (full name).” He stated calmly.

“And what’s your relation to them?” The man drilled.

“I’m their boyfriend. They said I could look around here today; see what goes on behind the scenes.” He talked with his typical, confident attitude to try to convince to him he was being truthful.

The man hummed. “I think I remember them mentioning something like that. What did they say your name was? Barry?”

“Baritone.” He corrected, almost offended.

“Yeah, that. Give me a moment to check with them.” Without waiting for an answer, the man left.

Baritone scoffed, irritated that he had to deal with this. But he supposed it was to be expected. You were a pretty well known actor, after all. He couldn’t just be immediately be trusted when claiming to be your boyfriend. So he figured he could suck it up.

After waiting a few moments, the man came back. “Looks like you’re good. Follow me.” He gestured for him to move forward. Baritone obeyed, while flipping his cape a bit as some sort of sassy victory.

On the way, he took sight of his surroundings. There were tons of cameras, lights and countless other devices that he didn’t even know about. He barely knew about technology at all to begin with. His homeland, Major Land, didn’t have anything like that. It hurt his brain a bit to try to understand what all those devices did.

A few people he assumed to be other actors could be seen getting their makeup done or reciting their lines. They were always surrounded by staff members, making sure all their needs were met. Baritone hadn’t really seen many movies, only the ones you were in. But he could tell how legit this was. He couldn’t help but feel some sort of importance by being able to be behind the scenes like this.

After a bit more walking and zigzagging past other people, he finally caught sight of you. You sat in your own little chair, and a makeup artist stood right in front of you, doing the finishing touches on your face.

“Here he is, Mx. (last name).” The man announced, gesturing to Baritone.

You whipped your head in his direction excitedly, startling the makeup artist. “Baritone! Hi!” You hopped out of your chair, rushing over to give him a hug. He happily accepted it.

“Hello, (name).” He greeted. “Are you going to start filming soon?”

“Yeah, in just a few minutes. I was just getting the rest of my makeup done. Oh!” You finally realized you had practically abandoned the makeup artist without warning. “Sorry!”

They just chuckled. “It’s okay. But we should really finish up now.”

“Yeah, you’re right.” You gave Baritone an apologetic smile, before heading back to your chair. “Feel free to look around. It’s your first time seeing how movies are made, right?” You told him.

“Yes. But I’ll stay here. I want to see you act.” He said, walking over to stand next to where you were sitting.

“Alright. It won’t be too long.” You assured him.

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“Action!” The director called from his seat. Everyone on set went silent, knowing that only the actors were allowed to speak at this time.

Baritone waited in anticipation. He couldn’t care less about whoever the other actors were, or even the story itself. He just wanted to see you in your element.

And there you were. After turning the corner, you performed what you had practiced. “What are you doing here? I thought I told you to never come back.”

Your acting was so convincing. It was as if you transformed into the character themself. It shocked Baritone that you weren’t more famous. You had an unbelievable amount of talent.

It made him realize how lucky he was to be dating you. He’d be lying if he said it didn’t feel really cool being with such an awesome actor. Watching you act was so mesmerizing to him, he didn’t notice how much time had passed until the scene was done.

The moment the director called “Cut!”, Baritone rushed over to you, grabbing your water bottle from next to your chair on the way.

“(name), that was wonderful.” He complimented, handing you the drink.

“Thank you!” You wasted no time opening the cap, and taking big sips of the water. Beads of sweat rolled down your face, a clear sign of your hard work.

“So you’re done for the day?” Baritone asked.

You let out a refreshed exhale once you finished drinking. “Yeah. You wanna head home with me?”

“Of course.” He held out his hand, to which you gladly took.

On your way out, many people stopped to congratulate you on your performance. You thanked all of them humbly, and Baritone just watched with a smile. He was genuinely proud of your talent, and it made him happy that he could be with someone like that.

“Wanna watch a movie when we get back?” You asked, snapping him out of his thoughts.

“Sure.”

“Cool. Any ideas?”

Baritone chuckled a bit before giving his answer. “One with you in it.”

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