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Sym-SFW Alphabet

warnings/notes: he doesn't have any alphabet hcs last i checked! so i'm making some for him n Dys 🥺👉👈 sfw ofc, and contains spoilers. intended for a human reader.

HCs for Symmie <3

A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

If there's one thing anyone knows about Symbiosis; he's very affectionate. A complete cuddlebug. He can't wait to show you so. many. things. He plays a big part in his planet, after all! Everything is so beautiful, if fleeting, just like his favorite humans.

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

Cheeky bugger. He enjoys the small things in life-it's all so precious to him! If you tend to overthink things or are indecisive, he'll be your ground. He'll be there to remind you of your roots, because a lot of things are actually simpler than humans think!

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

Complete. Cuddlebug. Like I said! Think of him as a black labarador retriever...except he's a tall ass lanky alien.

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

Doesn't know the first thing about day-to-day things, doesn't need sustenance to survive(his physical humanoid form gets that from the vats), but he's surprisingly hygienic. Wouldn't hesitate to settle down with you and other(s, he's poly!) if asked! At least to a Gardener's standards-he's got a planet to keep going, so please be understanding.

On a separate note, he can't have kids, it's canon. But if you know a lot and I mean a lot about Biology and DNA and anything else that matters on that, he sucks up knowledge like a sponge-ya'll might be able to figure something out!*

E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

Sym literally was a plant for over 300 years just to prove a point to his fellow Gardeners. If you give him a big enough reason to end any relationship, he will do it immediately and politely.

F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

Depends. What kind of commitment we talkin'? I'm joking. Loyal to a fucking fault, man would literally sacrifice his existence for what he loves. Doesn't see the point in marriage until the rings pop out-something to treasure, take care of, and remember you and any other s/o by for centuries to come. Again, he's poly! Love is love, and he has a huge heart.

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

Very gentle, kind, literally the patience of a saint. If there's something he doesn't understand, he will try his damnedest to. He will always be there.

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

CUDDLEBUG.exe need i say more?

I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)

The first chance, followed by all the time. And the thing is, with him, it never gets old. 🥺

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

Jealousy? Who, Sym? That's not in his vocabulary. 😂

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

Forehead, knuckles, cheeks, temples, nose. His kisses are the cuter ones most of the time, and it happens when he's feeling playful(which is basically 24/7).

L = Little ones (How are they around children?)

The colony Manny. I 120% guarantee you, he will melt the hearts of even the toughest, most standoffish kids.

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

Doesn't need sleep. Might've scared you a few times before, admiring you taking a nap. Be sure to set healthy boundaries with him ahead of time!

N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)

Most nights are cuddles, and he's often back to the vats. And if ya'll figure something out*...that's something for his NSFW HCs. 🥴

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

Completely and utterly shameless. Tells you about everything off the top of his noggin. There's no secrets, and if there's more to know, simply ask!

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

You have to do a lot and I mean a lot to even remotely upset him. We'll get to one one the things under Security.

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

Every. Single. Thing. He remembers every. Single. Thing. Better learn to have little to no shame with this man if you aren't already shameless.

R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

The moment you landed on his planet. Okay, I'm half joking. Definitely the first kiss. No, not that first kiss, his physical form died protecting you. 😭 He wasn't able to back that memory up into the main frame!

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

Can be extremely overprotective. Has zero self preservation, is basically suicidal. Doesn't see the need to preserve his physical form when he could easily make hundreds more. Yes, his physical form can feel pain.

While he finds it very unpleasant, he wouldn't hesitate to get himself hurt again, or even killed. Won't be able to remember what happened in the span of time from his most recent backup, to his death.

If you try to protect him, he just won't see eye to eye with you. While he finds the smaller things cute, he will throw a conniption fit if you attempt to protect him from something deadly. You're only human, little one. Don't go trying to end your life over something he can take care of easily.

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

Oooh, events. He absolutely adores these, he puts his all into everything, including simple everyday things.

U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

His worst habit? Trust me, he means well, but he can seem very condescending when it comes to the topic of a human's fragility. You're friends with/dating/married to a Gardener, so please try to be understanding of his views, no matter how frustrating they might be to you!

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

Seriously doesn't give a fuck about how he looks. He's been a flower, a tree, a beetle, even a freaking swarm of hecklebees. But when it comes to humans he's close to? Oh, absolutely adorable. S/o? He will quickly learn the terms hot/sexy/handsome/beautiful.

W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

He's Symbiosis. Unlike humans, he doesn't 'age' but he can cease to exist. Of course, he'll mourn any passing of those close to him, but he knows it's the cycle of life. If a relationship is ended? He's an optimist. Won't feel down for too long.

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

Can purr. Yes, aliens purr propaganda.

Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

Honestly? There's not many things that are a definite no for him. It'd have to be pretty bad things. Other than throwing your life away too easily, I'd say mass ecoterrorism. If you want to try and destroy what he and his fellows worked so hard to maintain and protect, kindly go fuck off to another planet. Maybe something there might want you.

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?)

Doesn't need sleep. But he does spend some nights cuddled up to you!

[shuckinbeanz]

Sym-SFW Alphabet

warnings/notes: he doesn't have any alphabet hcs last i checked! so i'm making some for him n Dys 🥺👉👈 sfw ofc, and contains spoilers. intended for a human reader.

MINORS 👏 DNI! 👏 AGE 👏 IN 👏 BIO 👏 OR 👏 DNI! 👏 Head on over to @candybowbeansies please for my SFW pieces, or be blocked if you interact here! 😇

Tags: @dynamightsdaydream

HCs for Symmie <3

A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

If there's one thing anyone knows about Symbiosis; he's very affectionate. A complete cuddlebug. He can't wait to show you so. many. things. He plays a big part in his planet, after all! Everything is so beautiful, if fleeting, just like his favorite humans.

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

Cheeky bugger. He enjoys the small things in life-it's all so precious to him! If you tend to overthink things or are indecisive, he'll be your ground. He'll be there to remind you of your roots, because a lot of things are actually simpler than humans think!

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

Complete. Cuddlebug. Like I said! Think of him as a black labarador retriever...except he's a tall ass lanky alien.

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

Doesn't know the first thing about day-to-day things, doesn't need sustenance to survive(his physical humanoid form gets that from the vats), but he's surprisingly hygienic. Wouldn't hesitate to settle down with you and other(s, he's poly!) if asked! At least to a Gardener's standards-he's got a planet to keep going, so please be understanding.

On a separate note, he can't have kids, it's canon. But if you know a lot and I mean a lot about Biology and DNA and anything else that matters on that, he sucks up knowledge like a sponge-ya'll might be able to figure something out!*

E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

Sym literally was a plant for over 300 years just to prove a point to his fellow Gardeners. If you give him a big enough reason to end any relationship, he will do it immediately and politely.

F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

Depends. What kind of commitment we talkin'? I'm joking. Loyal to a fucking fault, man would literally sacrifice his existence for what he loves. Doesn't see the point in marriage until the rings pop out-something to treasure, take care of, and remember you and any other s/o by for centuries to come. Again, he's poly! Love is love, and he has a huge heart.

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

Very gentle, kind, literally the patience of a saint. If there's something he doesn't understand, he will try his damnedest to. He will always be there.

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

CUDDLEBUG.exe need i say more?

I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)

The first chance he gets, followed by all the time. And the thing is, with him, it never gets old. 🥺

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

Jealousy? Who, Sym? That's not in his vocabulary. 😂

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

Forehead, knuckles, cheeks, temples, nose. His kisses are the cuter ones most of the time, and it happens when he's feeling playful(which is basically 24/7).

L = Little ones (How are they around children?)

The colony Manny. I 120% guarantee you, he will melt the hearts of even the toughest, most standoffish kids.

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

Doesn't need sleep. Might've scared you a few times before, admiring you taking a nap. Be sure to set healthy boundaries with him ahead of time!

N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)

Most nights are cuddles, and he's often back to the vats. And if ya'll figure something out*...that's something for his NSFW HCs. 🥴

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

Completely and utterly shameless. Tells you about everything off the top of his noggin. There's no secrets, and if there's more to know, simply ask!

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

You have to do a lot and I mean a lot to even remotely upset him. We'll get to one of the things under Security.

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

Every. Single. Thing. He remembers every. Single. Thing. Better learn to have little to no shame with this man if you aren't already shameless.

R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

The moment you landed on his planet. Okay, I'm half joking. Definitely the first kiss. No, not that first kiss, his physical form died protecting you. 😭 He wasn't able to back that memory up into the main frame!

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

Can be extremely overprotective. Has zero self preservation, is basically suicidal. Doesn't see the need to preserve his physical form when he could easily make hundreds more. Yes, his physical form can feel pain.

While he finds it very unpleasant, he wouldn't hesitate to get himself hurt again, or even killed. Won't be able to remember what happened in the span of time from his most recent backup, to his death.

If you try to protect him, he just won't see eye to eye with you. While he finds the smaller things cute, he will throw a conniption fit if you attempt to protect him from something deadly. You're only human, little one. Don't go trying to end your life over something he can take care of easily.

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

Oooh, events. He absolutely adores these, he puts his all into everything, including simple everyday things.

U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

His worst habit? Trust me, he means well, but he can seem very condescending when it comes to the topic of a human's fragility. You're friends with/dating/married to a Gardener, so please try to be understanding of his views, no matter how frustrating they might be to you!

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

Seriously doesn't give a fuck about how he looks. He's been a flower, a tree, a beetle, even a freaking swarm of hecklebees. But when it comes to humans he's close to? Oh, absolutely adorable. S/o? He will quickly learn the terms hot/sexy/handsome/beautiful.

W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

He's Symbiosis. Unlike humans, he doesn't 'age' but he can cease to exist. Of course, he'll mourn any passing of those close to him, but he knows it's the cycle of life. If a relationship is ended? He's an optimist. Won't feel down for too long.

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

Can purr. Yes, aliens purr propaganda.

Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

Honestly? There's not many things that are a definite no for him. It'd have to be pretty bad things. Other than throwing your life away too easily, I'd say mass ecoterrorism. If you want to try and destroy what he and his fellows worked so hard to maintain and protect, kindly go fuck off to another planet. Maybe something there might want you.

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?)

Doesn't need sleep. But he does spend some nights cuddled up to you!

[candybowbeansies]

Wayfaring Stranger

warnings/notes: implied deaths and many, many timeloops from birth to death and bodily disfigurement, hints at suicidal tendencies if you really squint hard, game spoilers but rlly it’s hinted at the beginning at the game so not really, reader is Sol but still will be written as Y/N, y'all this game has me hook line and sinker I need to write for it starting nyow.

heavily inspired by the song Wayfaring Stranger popularized by the movie 1917, because to me that song is Sol, the game’s player character. Drifting through many pasts, constants, and even more futures, all while losing so much while so young, yet gaining much more, the only moment’s reprieve being the time of their passing, only to look forward to the journey onto the next past, present, and future. Sym’s POV and alt!au(Dys doesn’t meet Sym), written very differently than the game because I’m jealous of Dys, and Sym falls in love with reader first before Dys(likewise for Dys) Sym+DysxReader

Currently only writing for Dys and Sym! They’re the characters I know best as of writing this i have a thing for tdh 😀 there’s also the possibility of me crossing over BNHA into this fandom bc i may or may not have many ideas sitting in the back of my head--

Underage characters are Aged Up!

It’s the final nail in the coffin for Sym when he hears Reader singing by sheer chance. He falls in love.

You were an oddity among the humans. Only a short time after you and the others crashed, did he see a short human-a child, the taller ones referred to you as-braving outside your ridiculous constructs. And it wasn't long before another shorter one followed suit. You preferred all-around nature’s colors and he preferred ones from Glow season. Dys, you called him, while in turn, he called you Y/N. A name so beautiful, and so familiar…he’s dreamed of you, quite literally.

For some time, he’d watch over you two, watching you two grow closer to adulthood; curious, stubborn little wonders. You grew in similar likeness to the grass in the plains, each passing year creating things within him he’d not felt before, or for a very, very long time. He found himself trying to negotiate your survival, more and more as time went by.

While out fulfilling your curiosities, he found you’d taken to humming to yourself. 

“I am a poor wayfaring stranger,”

A bewitching melody of melancholy; sadness and acceptance for the inevitable.

“I'm traveling through this world of woe,”

It wasn’t until now, by sheer chance…

“Yet there's no sickness, toil nor danger,”

He found you singing to yourself, in desolation. You found this area for yourself, seasons ago;

“In that bright land to which I go.”

There was an unspoken promise between you and your other half, Dys. You both respected each other's boundaries, but yet there seemed to be a sixth sense in each of you for the other.

“I'm going there to see my father,”

If one was in need, the other would find and comfort them. Like this, it wasn’t long before Dys, too, was pulled by you.

“I'm going there, no more to roam.”

He recognized Dys’ pained expression. And it gave a pang in his chest, too. In some far off dimension within his dreams, he saw you in a beautiful glade…your form marred for life, so desolate, but still filled with so much hope.

“I'm only going over Jordan,”

He had an inkling that you, too, had the power of foresight. To say you two were attached by the hands wouldn’t necessarily be a lie; after all, one or the other would be led on for most of the time you spent exploring. 

“I'm only going over home…”

Sometimes, you’d stop Dys from going on a path; and through his connection with Vertumna, he’d find either the presence of danger, or nothing at all.

“I know dark clouds will gather round me,”

A bewitching melody of melancholy, sadness, acceptance…

“I know my way is rough and steep,”

But yet, at the same time, of hope and conviction.

“But golden fields lie just before me,”

Faith that soon, everything will end…

“Where God's redeemed shall ever sleep…”

…even if just momentarily.

“I'm going home to see my mother,”

“Sym?” he hears Dys whisper, fiddling with the grass, having found a comfortable spot to give you your space. He finds himself slightly surprised, but if it was you who told Dys about him, then it’d make sense the young man just barely out of his teens knows of his existence.

“And all my loved ones who've gone on…”

They hear your voice crack. Sym hears your breath waver. “They just lost their dad…” Dys didn’t seem particularly sad-just understanding. “Again, they said.”

“I'm only going over Jordan,”

“They were the first to understand me. To believe me. It’s only right that I do the same.” Dys says, leaning back on his palms. “Sym?” he calls again.

“I'm only going over home.”

Your voice dips off, into soft hums. They fill the area in melancholy, for what feels like an eternity.

“Will it ever end?” Dys asks. He knew what Dys was asking. Will your pain ever end? He warps silently into the area behind Dys. You humans are so emotional, Sym swears, it’s contagious. “There’s no way to know. The universe is vast, petal.” he tells Dys, recognizing sadness in his own voice. Dys snorts, “They said something similar.” before craning his head to get a better look at his towering form. “You’re famous, you know that?” Dys says. He chuckles, smiling sweetly. Dys simply rolls his eyes, before standing up. “They talk so much about you, even I like you…” the ravenette mutters almost begrudgingly under his breath, patting off imaginary dust before turning, unperturbed by the difference in height, reaching out his hand. He stares at the offered hand. “Well?” Dys pipes up impatiently, “Don’t you wanna meet them?” waving his hand a few times.

He can’t help but smile, remembering a distant memory from a distant past as he reaches out, allowing himself to be led to you.

“Y/N!” Dys calls with his own form of enthusiasm, “Guess who I finally caught. Told you I’d do it one day!” making you turn.

Your torso was mangled by decade old scars, and you were missing an eye, an arm and a leg, supported by contraptions; one to lean on, and one to replace your leg. “Sym! Dys!” dream you called out, full of joy as they approached.

The current you, who exists right now, simply bounds towards them, arms outstretched.

“I love you.” dream you sighs, leaning into their embrace.

You giggle tearily, latching awkwardly onto them due to your differences in height. Dys goes red and tenses right up, “Y-You--! You’re too much sometimes, you know that?” sputtering at the impact. He’s somewhat used to it, it appears, as he softens up a little. “Geez…love you, too.” he huffs, bashfully.

So that’s the fluttering in his chest? Love. Love. It’s love.

That has a nice ring to it, he smiles. Yes...he's in love with you.

[shuckinbeanz]

Dys & Sym-Nicknames

warnings/notes: just cute nicknames for Dys and Sym and by Dys and Sym 🥺👉👈 there's also a spicy one for Dys bc I couldn't resist 🤤 their reactions are so cuteeee 😩 ending spoilerish for Sym, and brat taming implied for Dys, but nothing explicitly NSFW!

MINORS 👏 DNI! 👏 AGE 👏 IN 👏 BIO 👏 OR 👏 DNI! 👏 Head on over to @candybowbeansies please for my SFW pieces, or be blocked if you interact here! 😇

Tags: @dynamightsdaydream

Dys 🥺

Dys calls you;

Beautiful

Pretty boy/girl/baby

Sweetheart (when he's feeling a bit frisky, ohg imagine his soft sexy grin 😩 or better yet…make it feral 🥵)

Constellation (goes hand in hand* with your nickname for him; you are a healing presence for him, as the nicknames suggest)

You call Dys;

Handsome

Growing up being fed compliments by his sweetheart does wonders for a guy who hates his own name. Contrary to popular belief, my man does not have low self esteem. He's a hunk and he knows it. You'd get a smug smirk, a brief flash of pearly whites. 🥺

Babygirl/boy

Thinks you're mocking him at first, but when it settles and he knows you mean it affectionately, his cheeks will go pink, followed by a half hearted eye roll 🙄 Ever the drama queen, this man, I swear. 😂

Big D

Hooo, boy. The innuendo in this one. My personal favorite! The first time you call him this, it takes a few moments to sink in lmfao then he'd turn a lurid hue and choke on his spit. 🤣

"Y-You--!" he chokes, teeming with embarrassment. "Better not ca--all me that, in front of oth-ers!"

But if you're bratty like meeeee 🥵 Call him that in front of his twin--the difference is huge

"Sweetheart, what did I say about calling me that in front of others?" 

Blow raspberries at him and call him that one more time. The feral smirk he makes, his onyx hues impossibly darker…y'all better run. His mood changes for the rest of the day. When night comes, you heathens can run but nothing can hide from him. Expect to be hauled somewhere private for a taming of a lifetime 🥴

My Glow (goes hand in hand* with his nickname for you; he's a healing presence for you, as the nicknames suggest)

Sym 🥺

Sym calls you;

Sugarbug/Lovebug

Hopeye

Little one

Love

You call Sym;

Sweet boy

And

Sugarbun

because Sym is so freakin' sweet. He's kind, understanding, has literally never ending patience. The best boyfrenn anyone could ask for 🥺

Mushwood (bc he’s so freakin tol 😂)

Dearest 🥺

Hecklebee (comes from one of his endings)

because he's so jovial, it's contagious! He finds the fun in virtually everything. There's never a boring moment w him. 🥺

[candybowbeansies]

Dys & Sym-Nicknames

warnings/notes: just cute nicknames for Dys and Sym and by Dys and Sym 🥺👉👈 there's also a spicy one for Dys bc I couldn't resist 🤤 their reactions are so cuteeee 😩 ending spoilerish for Sym, and brat taming implied for Dys, but nothing explicitly NSFW!

Dys 🥺

Dys calls you;

Beautiful

Pretty boy/girl/baby

Sweetheart (when he's feeling a bit frisky, ohg imagine his soft sexy grin 😩 or better yet…make it feral 🥵)

Constellation (goes hand in hand* with your nickname for him; you are a healing presence for him, as the nicknames suggest)

You call Dys;

Handsome

Growing up being fed compliments by his sweetheart does wonders for a guy who hates his own name. Contrary to popular belief, my man does not have low self esteem. He's a hunk and he knows it. You'd get a smug smirk, a brief flash of pearly whites. 🥺

Babygirl/boy

Thinks you're mocking him at first, but when it settles and he knows you mean it affectionately, his cheeks will go pink, followed by a half hearted eye roll 🙄 Ever the drama queen, this man, I swear. 😂

Big D

Hooo, boy. The innuendo in this one. My personal favorite! The first time you call him this, it takes a few moments to sink in lmfao then he'd turn a lurid hue and choke on his spit. 🤣

"Y-You--!" he chokes, teeming with embarrassment. "Better not ca--all me that, in front of oth-ers!"

But if you're bratty like meeeee 🥵 Call him that in front of his twin--the difference is huge

"Sweetheart, what did I say about calling me that in front of others?" 

Blow raspberries at him and call him that one more time. The feral smirk he makes, his onyx hues impossibly darker…y'all better run. His mood changes for the rest of the day. When night comes, you heathens can run but nothing can hide from him. Expect to be hauled somewhere private for a taming of a lifetime 🥴

My Glow (goes hand in hand* with his nickname for you; he's a healing presence for you, as the nicknames suggest)

Sym 🥺

Sym calls you;

Sugarbug/Lovebug

Hopeye

Little one

Love

You call Sym;

Sweet boy

And

Sugarbun

because Sym is so freakin' sweet. He's kind, understanding, has literally never ending patience. The best boyfrenn anyone could ask for 🥺

Mushwood (bc he’s so freakin tol 😂)

Dearest 🥺

Hecklebee (comes from one of his endings)

because he's so jovial, it's contagious! He finds the fun in virtually everything. There's never a boring moment w him. 🥺

[shuckinbeanz]

Wayfaring Stranger

warnings/notes: implied deaths and many, many timeloops from birth to death and bodily disfigurement, hints at suicidal tendencies if you really squint hard, game spoilers but rlly it’s hinted at the beginning at the game so not really, reader is Sol but still will be written as Y/N, y'all this game has me hook line and sinker I need to write for it starting nyow.

heavily inspired by the song Wayfaring Stranger popularized by the movie 1917, because to me that song is Sol, the game’s player character. Drifting through many pasts, constants, and even more futures, all while losing so much while so young, yet gaining much more, the only moment’s reprieve being the time of their passing, only to look forward to the journey onto the next past, present, and future. Sym’s POV and alt!au(Dys doesn’t meet Sym), written very differently than the game because I’m jealous of Dys, and Sym falls in love with reader first before Dys(likewise for Dys) Sym+DysxReader

Currently only writing for Dys and Sym! They’re the characters I know best as of writing this i have a thing for tdh 😀 there’s also the possibility of me crossing over BNHA into this fandom bc i may or may not have many ideas sitting in the back of my head--

Underage characters are Aged Up!

MINORS 👏 DNI! 👏 AGE 👏 IN 👏 BIO 👏 OR 👏 DNI! 👏 Head on over to @candybowbeansies please for my SFW pieces, or be blocked if you interact here! 😇

It’s the final nail in the coffin for Sym when he hears Reader singing by sheer chance. He falls in love.

You were an oddity among the humans. Only a short time after you and the others crashed, did he see a short human-a child, the taller ones referred to you as-braving outside your ridiculous constructs. And it wasn't long before another shorter one followed suit. You preferred all-around nature’s colors and he preferred ones from Glow season. Dys, you called him, while in turn, he called you Y/N. A name so beautiful, and so familiar…he’s dreamed of you, quite literally.

For some time, he’d watch over you two, watching you two grow closer to adulthood; curious, stubborn little wonders. You grew in similar likeness to the grass in the plains, each passing year creating things within him he’d not felt before, or for a very, very long time. He found himself trying to negotiate your survival, more and more as time went by.

While out fulfilling your curiosities, he found you’d taken to humming to yourself. 

“I am a poor wayfaring stranger,”

A bewitching melody of melancholy; sadness and acceptance for the inevitable.

“I'm traveling through this world of woe,”

It wasn’t until now, by sheer chance…

“Yet there's no sickness, toil nor danger,”

He found you singing to yourself, in desolation. You found this area for yourself, seasons ago;

“In that bright land to which I go.”

There was an unspoken promise between you and your other half, Dys. You both respected each other's boundaries, but yet there seemed to be a sixth sense in each of you for the other.

“I'm going there to see my father,”

If one was in need, the other would find and comfort them. Like this, it wasn’t long before Dys, too, was pulled by you.

“I'm going there, no more to roam.”

He recognized Dys’ pained expression. And it gave a pang in his chest, too. In some far off dimension within his dreams, he saw you in a beautiful glade…your form marred for life, so desolate, but still filled with so much hope.

“I'm only going over Jordan,”

He had an inkling that you, too, had the power of foresight. To say you two were attached by the hands wouldn’t necessarily be a lie; after all, one or the other would be led on for most of the time you spent exploring. 

“I'm only going over home…”

Sometimes, you’d stop Dys from going on a path; and through his connection with Vertumna, he’d find either the presence of danger, or nothing at all.

“I know dark clouds will gather round me,”

A bewitching melody of melancholy, sadness, acceptance…

“I know my way is rough and steep,”

But yet, at the same time, of hope and conviction.

“But golden fields lie just before me,”

Faith that soon, everything will end…

“Where God's redeemed shall ever sleep…”

…even if just momentarily.

“I'm going home to see my mother,”

“Sym?” he hears Dys whisper, fiddling with the grass, having found a comfortable spot to give you your space. He finds himself slightly surprised, but if it was you who told Dys about him, then it’d make sense the young man just barely out of his teens knows of his existence.

“And all my loved ones who've gone on…”

They hear your voice crack. Sym hears your breath waver. “They just lost their dad…” Dys didn’t seem particularly sad-just understanding. “Again, they said.”

“I'm only going over Jordan,”

“They were the first to understand me. To believe me. It’s only right that I do the same.” Dys says, leaning back on his palms. “Sym?” he calls again.

“I'm only going over home.”

Your voice dips off, into soft hums. They fill the area in melancholy, for what feels like an eternity.

“Will it ever end?” Dys asks. He knew what Dys was asking. Will your pain ever end? He warps silently into the area behind Dys. You humans are so emotional, Sym swears, it’s contagious. “There’s no way to know. The universe is vast, petal.” he tells Dys, recognizing sadness in his own voice. Dys snorts, “They said something similar.” before craning his head to get a better look at his towering form. “You’re famous, you know that?” Dys says. He chuckles, smiling sweetly. Dys simply rolls his eyes, before standing up. “They talk so much about you, even I like you…” the ravenette mutters almost begrudgingly under his breath, patting off imaginary dust before turning, unperturbed by the difference in height, reaching out his hand. He stares at the offered hand. “Well?” Dys pipes up impatiently, “Don’t you wanna meet them?” waving his hand a few times.

He can’t help but smile, remembering a distant memory from a distant past as he reaches out, allowing himself to be led to you.

“Y/N!” Dys calls with his own form of enthusiasm, “Guess who I finally caught. Told you I’d do it one day!” making you turn.

Your torso was mangled by decade old scars, and you were missing an eye, an arm and a leg, supported by contraptions; one to lean on, and one to replace your leg. “Sym! Dys!” dream you called out, full of joy as they approached.

The current you, who exists right now, simply bounds towards them, arms outstretched.

“I love you.” dream you sighs, leaning into their embrace.

You giggle tearily, latching awkwardly onto them due to your differences in height. Dys goes red and tenses right up, “Y-You--! You’re too much sometimes, you know that?” sputtering at the impact. He’s somewhat used to it, it appears, as he softens up a little. “Geez…love you, too.” he huffs, bashfully.

So that’s the fluttering in his chest? Love. Love. It’s love.

That has a nice ring to it, he smiles. Yes...he's in love with you.