#reverse 1999 click x reader

[foreverwewait]

“.. your hat is tilted.”

that was the first thing click had said when he had seen you, and that was all that left his mouth, at first. taken aback, you flipped around to face the disembodied voice and almost fired back a quip — almost, until you realized there was not a hint of animosity in the way he looked at you; no, only a genuine desire to help.

he blinked at you, once, twice, eyes flitting from your hat to your face and back again. you took note of his hands, blurry and gray; the way they inched towards his camera for a split second before dropping back down, as if his fingers had a mind of their own and wished to capture even such a mundane moment as this. (this was something you’d come to know as time went on, and with it you would realize it was not as mundane as you thought.)

you dipped your head. your fingers flitted to the brim and adjusted it — once, twice, to the side and a bit forward, back a quarter of an inch. he nodded, then chased off the gesture like it was a critter with a quick “that’s good.”

you turned to face him. his hands finally came to rest on his camera, and he raised it to one eye and closed the other. he did not ask you to smile. you did regardless.

[stellar-skyy]

A THOUSAND WORDS — Click x reader.

i. SUMMARY: Click can't help but take a picture when he sees you. ii. CONTENT WARNINGS: None! iii. NOTES: Fluff, gn!reader, 0.2k words. iv. A/N: my first non-genshin work! sorry it's so short i wanted to finish this quickly ;-;

A loud click broke the silence of the night. Startled, you turn to see a shadow glimmer and flicker from existence, melting in with the darkness. It vanishes in an instant, leaving you alone in the dark, lamp-lit streets.

“Uh…” You carefully watch the spot where the shadow disappeared. “Click, is that you?”

“I’m sorry…” The voice came from nowhere and everywhere at the same time. It was soft and lilting, with the barest echo at the end of his words. The sound of it was oddly comforting. “I just saw you standing there, and the light from the streetlights made your face look so… nice.”

In a matter of moments, the figure begins to rematerialize. Click appears in all his tattered war uniform and pale grey skinned glory, sheepishly holding his camera up. His hands curled tightly around each side of the device.

“You know you can just ask for a photo,” You say with a small smile.

“I know… I just love how you look when you don’t think anyone’s watching,” He murmurs. “Your expression is far softer. And that combined with the lighting… it almost looks like you’re glowing.”

He cleared his throat, his cheeks blushing lightly.

“Sorry… am I keeping you out in the cold?”

“It’s fine—”

“You should go home.” He interrupts. “But before you do… could I trouble you for a favour?”

“Of course, what is it?”

He holds up his camera. “If you don’t mind… could I take one more?”

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[marrijaydeboo]

Imagine you and Click being lovers before he dies, and when you find a new love, he thinks to himself, "You were mine until death did us apart"

[sdr2lovemail]

Hello! Is character interaction still open? Can I interact with Click from reverse 1999?

"Hey Click! Mind if take you on a date? I would love to see your pictures of yours as well!"

There’s a long moment of silence. Click looks through the lens of his camera, aiming at a leaf in the rain. The water pools up, and once it forms a drop, the shutter snaps. This is when he seems to notice that you’re standing there.

“Hm? I’m sorry, could you repeat that?”

He fiddled with the button of his camera as he listened to you repeat yourself. His eyes widened upon hearing your proposal.

“A date? I think… I’ve been on a date once. Someone took me out to a field and we…” His words trailed off as he couldn’t seem to recall what happened that day. One of his hands reached up to comb through his hair. “I… can’t seem to remember past that.”

Click’s face fell back into its usual somber expression. “Are you sure you want to court me? You cannot touch me.” He shook his head, thinking your request couldn’t be all that sincere. Who would want to date a dead man?

His eyes brighten ever so slightly at your insistence. “Oh… you still want to… Then, I will accept your proposal. Maybe I can bring one of my photo albums.” The corners of his lips tilt up into an almost invisible smile.

Character interactions are open all the time! This was my first time writing for Click, I hope I did okay! I recently got him to insight 2!

[moon-cakiie]

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Bonus:

A/n: Pavia's hair is hard to draw, it took me a while to finish redo his hair ಥ⁠‿⁠ಥ

[idv-sunsxin3]

plsplspls can i get a click x gn!reader where they like petting him and praising him? i always give him so much praise and head pats because he deserves it :3

Click // Your Hands

Note// If hand holding with a ghost can be a real thing, i would be so happy.... <//3 (if not, I'll make it possible in this request/ih)

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Click is not often seen as the physically affectionate type and was pretty reclusive when it comes to interacting with many people, but other than that, that doesn't mean he hates people.

He just either has nothing to say or cherishes his lonely corner better through the echoing sounds of explosives that are ringing in his head--- (it got a bit dark for a second there NDNDNDN;;  😭)

You did catch him off guard many times before. Having you close to him brought him different feelings, except that they are not unpleasant.

There was this moment when he managed to get a footage of the monsters from up close on behalf of the crew. You guys were exploring the area much safely with Click being able to go through farther distances without the risk of getting hurt(as he is more experienced with dangerous, unpredictable obstacles).

You first gave him a headpat after that, along with a sweet praise for his unfaltered bravery. Saying how he is carrying the team so well, thanking him for agreeing to join the exploration despite the burdens. It sounded so genuine.

The moment you raised your hand to headpat him-- he instinctively caught your hand.

He didn't know why, but he felt he was going to die again from hearing your words. The sight of how his fingers start twitching is pretty rare to see from his usually stable hands that grip firmly onto the handles of his camera.

His mouth is no more than a straight firm line, staring silently at you as he struggles to find the right words while in this situation.

"Ah... sorry." He says, a bit unsure himself why he stopped you when your actions aren't meant to be as harmful.

He almost forgot he is no longer alive for a moment.

At the end of every single day, he would often find himself receiving something from you despite what happened in that incident. Either a light gesture of affection or praise as if trying to boost him before going through another tomorrow as a floating, transparent entity...

He slowly gets quite used to your advances and begins to feel less jumpy from your touches and thank you more openly from the suggestions and praises you give him.

Click is silent during these brief moments, not ever questioning nor saying anything once he feels a headpat. Instinctively, Click would lean in closer to your hand whenever you give him headpats. Lightly lowering his head to slowly give you more access to the crown of it.

You never thought the hair of a ghost was like touching a soft cotton that could easily go through your fingers until then.

From the soft invisible hue on his cheeks and the slight soft twitches his thumbs make, it slightly tells that he is quietly enjoying it.

He never thought he would get such strong emotions coming from your words either. A sincere praise toward his portfolio is enough to make him feel appreciated that there is someone who cherishes his work.

It's hard to tell if that really means to him for sure, but the tiny smile on his pale lips with his softer, dull eyes gazing at yours might give it away.

I don't know how to explain why, but Click gives me the silent type of cat behavior - like there is this modesty in him and how reserved he seems around people. I imagine that he can go lowkey cuddly only around his favorite person(you).

He won't admit it verbally... He is not one with very strong opinions either. Yet, he is honestly aware of the fact that he likes to stick with you.

Not only because you're completely alright about that, but you sure seem to like having him around. That's good enough to justify your right to have him glued on you, not him./lh

After all the positivity you manifest on him, you technically just adopted him to have him let you do any silly stuff with him and drag him around like a floating teddy bear. It just seems so cute. fnfbbfbf;;; 😭🥺

All the headpats you have him might also glue on to him too, ngl. It causes him to slowly take it as a small habit of his to do the same to you whenever you finally get things done or you accomplish an achievement yourself.

A pale, calloused fingers brushed over your head carefully as if trying not to press too much weight on it. Like an end of a pillow patting you instead. Sometimes, he does this as a way to comfort you since he is not even very good with words sometimes.

His praises may not express much emotion through his tone. But his calm demeanor helps a bit, as it makes you understand that things will get better eventually and that there is no need to be scared for a future that hasn't happened yet. Only just by sharing a glance with him.

[authorchia]

Hello fellow Timekeepers, if this caught your attention then you have found a desperate call from a straight, simpy lil gal:

PLEASE if anyone can write or knows any good writing blog I wanna either request or read Zima/Click/Ge Tian/Diggers/Horropedia/6 (Six)/Shamane x reader with fluff, suggestive, or hurt/comfort genre (one-shots, headcanons, a whole fanfic, YOU NAME IT!!! I'm specifically looking for fem!reader ones) because GOD I only found so few posts about them that caught my attention *sobs incoherently*

Specifically looking for Shamane x reader because im a sucker for older men cough cough 🐐🙏

No pressure, but the help would be much appreciated!!! *slowly deteriorating in the background*

[vasito-de-leche]

Hi! If request still open, could you do a romantic hcs for Click from reverse 1999 please?

;R1999 CLICK - Relationship Headcanons

Compilation of headcanons about Click in a romantic relationship.

I haven't thought much abt Click but hmmm - now I'm kinda intrigued after looking through his voicelines and story! ty for the ask, nonnie!

Fandom led me to believe Click was just the a sad and wet little shy introvert victim of the horrors but now I'm willing to say that there's a little more nuance to that - his behaviour is muted and calm, but many of his voicelines point towards a very daring and fearless personality.

One of them states how he was never even afraid of landmines in the first place, and we also have to take into account the fact that his job requires a lot of courage. He also has no problem prioritizing a picture, regardless of what people might think or say - or the trouble he could get into.

In the context of romance, Click is quite a breeze of fresh air - despite having little to no experience in relationships, he's naturally curious and straightforward in his own muted, calm way. Very inquisitive when it comes to learning the ropes, finding out more hidden facets of his partner and also learning about his own. There's no ulterior motives, no ungodly amount of emotional baggage - Click is very genuine and direct.

I do think he'd be pretty dense when it comes to people flirting with him, with compliments and subtle pick-up lines flying right over his head. Click is very insightful when it comes to photography, always taking beautiful shots that just display all the beauty that surrounds him - but he's still somewhat oblivious to certain things, especially if they're related to romance. Don't take it personally if all you get is a simple thanks after showering him in compliments!

On the subject of Click realizing he has a crush.

As a photographer, he focuses on the small details - and so, it would take a long time for him to notice the big picture.

Why is his portfolio full of things that remind him of you? He doesn't understand why he keeps freezing up whenever he talks to you. Normally, he'd have no trouble asking people for a photoshoot, why can't he bring himself to ask you all of a sudden?

But as soon as Click realizes he has a crush, he's quick to act on his feelings and confront you directly - photography has taught him to never let any sensational moments pass. No matter where you are or what you're doing, you'll find Click right beside you, having manifested out of thin air, insisting that he has something important to tell you. He feels like you should know what he's feeling, and so he tells you right away.

It's not necessarily a proper confession in his eyes, at least he didn't confess with the intention of getting you to date him or find out what you feel in return - it's more so the polite thing to do, both for himself and for you, the object of his affections. This is also as far as he's planned. The moment those words leave his mouth, Click would simply bid you a good day and float away because he's just done with his business, there's no point in keeping you from going about your day.

It's up to you to confront him right away or wait a few days - either way, you'll be met with an extremely surprised and somewhat flustered Click, who wasn't expecting an answer in the first place. He'll be somewhat timid during the first few months, but once he settles in the relationship you can expect him to be even more direct, interrupting conversations you have with people because he just really wants you to hang out with him and so on.

He loves when you look for him from across the room. He just loves knowing you're looking at him.

Because of his status as a ghost and his former job during the war, Click is used to blending in with the background to the point where it's become quite the habit - it's easy to forget he's in the room and he makes his presence as small as possible, as it allows him more freedom to roam and capture small, fleeting moments.

I wouldn't say that he's desperate to be seen or noticed, quite the contrary! His voicelines express that he feels much better now that he can just float around, be a fly and the wall, etc.

But he's always been the one observing others, not the one being observed - Click is not used to receiving this unique type of attention and affection, to be on the other side of the camera.

He stammers and grows extremely flustered when he realizes that you've taken pictures of him, as if he doesn't have an album full of candid pictures he's taken of you. When he notices the way you search for him among the crowd, when your face lights up once you see him - he's so relieved he can levitate because otherwise his legs would've given out. It's no mystery that Click experiences the world through the lenses of his camera, this is how he can express himself - so knowing that his partner is looking at him with the same amount of love, adoration and attention to detail is enough to turn Click into a a smitten mess.

It takes him a long, long time to get used to simply laying down with you to rest (he doesn't need to rest the same way you do, but he still makes the effort of keeping you company if you want it) because of the possibility of meeting your gaze - so sleepy and comfortable, looking at him like he means the world to you. He knows exactly what's going through your head and the way you see him, because it's the same for him when it comes to you.

To no one's surprise, Click loves to take pictures of you.

This is a given, so I'll talk about it from a slightly different angle instead of rambling about things everyone and their dog already know.

As a ghost, the way he interacts with the physical world is extremely limited, which can be both a blessing and a curse - he can pass through walls and fly really high to get the best angles, food and water are no longer an issue, he doesn't experience life the same way everyone does and he knows this. Click, out of all supernatural entities, has adapted the best to this current state of being, but there are times when he just... forgets.

It only hits him once his hand passes right through yours, and you find yourself shivering and surprised, scolding him for trying to tease you when all he wanted was to hold your hand. When you need so many blankets just to lay down with him because he's so damn cold, an empty, lifeless void next to you, sucking up all the warmth.

And this is when Click realizes that he was content with being a ghost because he had never wanted anything in life - now that he does, it's a little jarring. There are many, many things Click wishes he could do, but he can't.

So he settles for what he knows: capturing every single moment you two spend together. He can't hold you in his arms nor feel the way you kiss his cheek, but he can still have tangible, solid proof of the love you two share in the form of pictures.

I imagine Click has many beautiful pictures of you, but the ones he loves the most are those that show all the fun he has when he's with you - this one is blurry, but he knows that's you laughing and trying to reach out for his camera to get him to stop with his antics. That one has an awful composition, but he knows that this is a picture of the first time you attempted to hug him by surprise and fell flat on your face. Another one is just an accidental picture you took of yourself, the flash blinding your eyes in the funniest expression he's ever seen.

You've made him promise time and time again to never let anyone else see such embarrassing pictures, and Click has given you his word - only because these stupid, little moments mean so much to him and he doesn't want to share them with anyone else.

[putmeina-grave]

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⟢ I’m fine with suggestive requests, but I won’t write NSFW.

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⟢ Reverse:1999 : Forget Me Not, Click, A Knight

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Ngl I'm shocked that there's no Click x reader fics. You could totally make the reader a ghost or alternatively you do an au of Click but he's alive. Idk but I love that ghost man so much.

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Fight Down The Hall (The Fool [Reverse:1999] x Reader!)

“I mean… Yeah, a little. I was just walking down to get away from all the people.” You shrug lightly. The Fool nods in understanding. You try to stop yourself every time you start to dissociate, but The Fool seems to catch it anyway.

BANG! CRASH!

You sighed as you walked away from the mess that was the ‘living room’ of the suitcase. Currently, Pavia and An-an Lee are having a… “Quarrel” with each other. You were having a nice conversion with Click before it started, but he had left already. From what you heard, Centurion was actually placing bets on who would win. (And, curiously, Click ran away from the whole thing. You vaguely wondered if An-an Lee’s ghostbusting equipment would work on Click. Or Pavia’s shadows, for that matter.)

You didn’t really have a specific place in mind when you started walking, you were just trying to get away from all the noise. The Suitcase was huge, and you could probably walk for at least an hour. Not to mention, the huge wilderness outside of the building… You weren’t sure how far it stretches, but you have heard a couple people discussing whether or not the layout is changing, or if they’re going crazy.

You only just now realize that you weren’t paying attention to where you were walking.

You felt yourself step down, but your foot went through air- you had forgotten there was a step down there. With not enough time to react, you start to fall forward, bracing yourself, and-

“Oh! No, mine lord! Falling is a ill way to start thy day, no?” A voice comes from beside you, as you feel a thin hand wrap around your waist to catch you before you fall. You’re suspended in the air now, only halfway through the fall. You look up- and it’s one of your best friends in the suitcase. The masked fool stares down at you with their regular smile. (It takes a second to translate their speech in your mind, but you get there.)

“Ah! Fool, hello-” you start, and they pull you up by your waist to get you to stand. You smile at them. “No, no. Thank you for catching me.”

The Fool pulls their arm away, now that you are steady, and places it behind their back. They nod lightly at you.

“Of course. I wouldn't just let thou fall!” They say, in their more feminine voice, before tilting their head at you. “...Thou seems distracted.”

You sigh. “Mh. Yeah, I was just in the living room and-”

CRASH! A noise echoes from down the hall, along with a plethora of what is probably swearing in a different language from a voice that sounds suspiciously like Pavia.

The Fool hums for a moment, staring down the hall. You can’t quite tell what they were thinking. “Is that thine problem?”

“Ugh, yeah... If only they would just tone it down a bit.” The noise was starting to become a distraction- you had already been zoning out while walking, and you almost tripped!

“Is thou. Overwhelmed?” their voice switches halfway through again, but the slight worry is evident through the entire thing. You remember telling them about how a lot of noise could get you stressed, and the concept was new to them. But, they asked plenty of questions- purely to understand it.

“I mean… Yeah, a little. I was just walking down to get away from all the people.” You shrug lightly. The Fool nods in understanding. You try to stop yourself every time you start to dissociate, but The Fool seems to catch it anyway.

“Doth thou desire to… Go to mine room?” You heard them pause for a second. You assume they thought of how to phrase it- you had been slowly teaching them the basic differences with Modern English, as most had a hard time understanding them at points.

Their hand raises up to gesture at where you knew their door was, only a ways down the hall. (Maybe you did go here on purpose…) It had been a long week of a lot of social interaction, especially with The Foundation stressing everyone out. You smile and nod gratefully. “I would appreciate that.”

Now, your room was further away, but you definitely could have gone there instead. You could have locked yourself in your room for a day or two to recharge, but… Instead, your mind led you here. Down The Fool’s hall. Coincidence? You tried to convince yourself it was.

“Perfect! Join me, then.” They smiled back at you, before gently interlocking their hand in yours and leading you down the hall. (Being very careful not to miss the step again… Though you wouldn’t mind The Fool’s arm around your waist again.)

They gently pull you along, humming a song softly- no doubt something they learned from another performer. It was a nice melody, keeping you mostly grounded in reality.

Their door opens, and you see the plain room for the thousandth time. (When asked why they had no decor, they simply stated they didn’t have anywhere to get some. You promised to take them shopping when the Storm wasn’t as much of an issue.)

The Fool sat down on the bed with practiced ease. (You sometimes wonder how much of a hassle that outfit was.) “Join, sit! We might hast all the day, yet we hast to enjoy it now.”

You laugh lightly as they pull you down next to them. The bed was soft, comforting- something you would never get used to. The lights were off, and the curtains were closed. There was only the very few slivers of light that crept in past the covered windows. Enough to see, mostly, but not enough light to hurt your eyes. It was… Nice.

You laid down on The Fool’s lap (after some light coaxing from the aforementioned person), and they lightly rambled on about some play they remembered being in. Every time they noticed you going too much out of reality, which they were quite good at recognizing, they would either take your hand and trace small patterns into it, or gently run their fingers through your hair. It felt… Nice.

Your thoughts would start to blank, the world would get blurry, and then you would feel a hand running through your hair, and their speech would slow down so you could listen to it easier. You don’t exactly know where they learned this, or how they knew it was helping, but you didn’t exactly complain. It was your best friend(?), so you didn’t mind. Quite appreciated it, actually.

 A couple hours pass of just you two, sitting there. At some point, you had started to respond, to which The Fool looked absolutely ecstatic at the interaction. They were still doing most of the talking, but neither minded that. (You weren’t much for talking, anyway, but you loved to listen. Their voice- both of their voices- were nice to listen to.

“Mmm. Thanks for this, by the way. For this.” You hummed softly, taking their hand in yours again. They chuckled slightly.

“Of course. Any time, leman.”

BONUS:

“They hath a smile for the stage, Charlie!” The Fool swoons to their ‘Boss’ after seeing you leave. They were quite attached. Charlie laughs at this, but Blonney hears while passing by, and-

“The way you flirt is shameful.” She mumbles to herself.

[nonexistence1199]

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nsfw tropes i will definitely write:

body worship

praise kink

soft dom/sub dynamics

somnophilia

edging/orgasm denial

unprotected sex

cum play/cum eating

creampie/breeding kink

cockwarming

food kink/food play

frottage/dry humping

sensory play

size kink

corruption kink

temperature play

pseudo-cest

exhibitionism

voyeurism

nsfw tropes i will NOT write:

pedophilia

age play

ddlg/ddlb/daddy/mommy kinks

rape/non-con

piss/scat

vomit

breath play

spanking

hard bondage

A/B/O dynamics

secondary tropes i will definitely write:

fluff

hurt/comfort

hurt/no comfort

angst

sickfic

pining/yearning (one-sided, mutual)

sky/star/universe themes

ocean/water themes

fire themes

unrequited love

songfics

AUs: hanahaki, royal, coffeeshop, florist, academic, modern, magic, highschool, college

Dynamics: master/servant, royal/servant, doctor/patient, teacher/student, best friends to lovers, academic rivals to lovers, black cat/golden retriever, fell first/fell harder, star-crossed lovers, sun/moon

secondary tropes i will NOT write:

horror

gore

arranged/forced marrige or relationship

fandoms and characters i will write:

love & deepspace : xavier, rafayel, sylus, zayne, caleb, jeremiah, thomas, luke, kieran

haikyuu : hinata, kenma, sugawara, shirabu, nishinoya, yaku, alisa, kiyoko, akaashi, kuroo, oikawa, kunimi

stray kids : felix, seungmin, hyunjin, han, lee know

final fantasy 16 : joshua rosfield, clive rosfield

tower of god : khun a.a., khun hachuling, baam, viole, hwaryun, endorsi, hatz, hockney, yasratcha

bungou stray dogs : chuuya, dazai, atsushi, ranpo, nikolai

blue lock : chigiri, nagi, isagi

reverse 1999 : six, getian, horropedia, click, tooth fairy

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Click gives (Oc) a facts about being photographer and how cameras works. 📸✨

This is Click where he was alive back then in 1940's!

A/N: I must admit I was quite hesitate posting this even it isn't a yn or self insert related but you can imagine yourself in this scenario! <3

One last thing, some of you repost my arts on Pinterest, please if you asked me permissions first before I let you repost my work, I can be quite anxious if someone didnt ask me a permission :')

Ps: fonts and background aren't mine