Hello!! Is It Alright If Can I Have A Oneshot Request For Red Son With A Fem S/o Where He Wanted Her

Hello!! Is it alright if can i have a oneshot request for Red Son with a fem s/o where he wanted her to introduced his parents (and also wants his parents approvement of their relationship), when reader met his parents, they asked reader some so many questions about their relationship with red son cuz they were curious and also aware of reader because they think reader was using their son or etc. His parents noticed the look of reader's like in determine and love, reader answered every question with sincere & honest, prove their love & loyalty towards to Red son like how much she love him or care about him, not for fame or etc. Just loving him.

The match for their kid has to be THE ONE OK /hj

“Honest and True!” Redson x Fem!Reader(ROMANTIC)(oneshot)(810 w.c.)

cw: none I think? Demons being vaguely threatening?

pronouns: Redson is he/him THIS TIME SO IT’S NOT CRAZY CONFUSING, reader is she/her

This needed to go perfectly. One wrong move too many and any chance of Redson continuing his relationship with Y/N would disappear. What if they didn’t get along? What if Y/N wasn’t up to his parents’ standards?

“Hey, hon, you’re on fire again.” She interrupted his thoughts. Immediately, he turned off his powers, and blinked a few times to reassess where exactly they were. Right, they had been freshening up in his room in preparation for dinner. This dinner was different, though—Y/N would finally be meeting Redson’s parents. 

“Are you ready?” She asked him. He nodded, putting his worries to the side…but still keeping them within his reach. As long as no one said anything stupid, first impressions would be a breeze.

They entered the dining room, and Y/N looked around in awe at everything. Sure, she’d been over to Redson’s house before, but he’d neglected to show her every room. This place was huge! And the fact that there was lava around the platform that served as the area for the table was nothing short of impressive. However it did make for a higher temperature. But nonetheless Redson pulled out a chair for his beloved, and once she was seated he went ahead and sat himself, just as his parents entered the room. 

His mother, Princess Iron Fan, strode in, but then chose not to walk the rest of the way and teleported instead. Following behind her was the Demon Bull King. He didn’t look at Y/N until he sat at the other head of the table, and even then it was more of a side glance. Awkward couldn’t even begin to describe it.

“So you’re the Y/N that we’ve heard so much about?” Iron Fan finally spoke, and her sweet tone was laced with skepticism. 

“It’s very nice to meet you, Mrs. Iron Fan,” Y/N smiled, sort of bowing her head as a sign of respect. She did the same for DBK, but he didn’t put up the same front of niceness as his wife. He only really grunted in response, choosing to sip on his drink instead. Thankfully Redson offered up a new direction for the conversation to go. 

“Y/N has been very kind to me, mother. She was the one who gave me that throw blanket you asked about.” He said, clearly trying to hype her up. 

“How sweet. And she didn’t charge you anything for it?” Iron Fan seemed to joke, and even smiled a little to punctuate it, however Redson knew what she was trying to imply or even get Y/N to admit. He looked at Y/N, and she had a curious look on her face.

“Of course not. It was a gift I knew Redson would like.” She said. Iron Fan liked this answer, evident in how her brows unfurrowed. 

“We wouldn’t want anyone to take advantage of our lovely son, is all.”  Iron Fan started.

“Whether for money or anything else.” DBK finished the sentence. His first spoken words to Y/N, and it sounded vaguely like a warning. Redson glanced between his parents, hoping that they’d chill out, at least a little.

“I understand that! You guys clearly hold him near and dear. I’m just here because I care about him too!” Y/N may have been addressing his parents, but she was looking forward at Redson with nothing but adoration in her eyes. Redson looked at her, too, blushing madly but very nervous to hear what the other two would have to say about it.

To his surprise, his mother and father were staring each other down. For a few moments, it looked like maybe they were deliberating on how they wanted to get rid of Y/N as fast as possible. But this wasn’t the case. In real time, it was only a minute at most, but at that table it felt like ages before their gazes softened and they actually smiled at each other and at their son. 

“Y/N,” DBK sighed, probably because he realized he’d have to be nice, “we grant you permission to continue dating our son. But so help us, if you ever break his heart—“

“Love, please. She doesn’t seem foolish enough to do that. Just treat him right, dear.” Iron Fan cut off her husband, but the last part was aimed at Y/N. She nodded, and Redson blushed again, but felt a giant weight lift off his shoulders. Now he didn’t have to worry about anything. Nothing could possibly go wrong—

“Now that we’ve finished dinner, I can break out the baby pictures. Would you like to see them?” His mother asked. Y/N grinned.

“I’d love to!”

The two women left the table, and now Redson would have to deal with the humiliation of stories from his childhood. Just wonderful…

Redson x Demon fem!s/o who's the opposite of him (E.g. Calm and soft spoken) That's just as smart as him and works with him as both a Lab partner and romantic partner, but unfortunately due to her temperament she is often see as a weaker demon when in reality she's secretly (even to Red) super strong, but doesn't show it unless it's a emergency, like turning into a terrifying, giant, multi armed kaiju to protect Red.

Yesssss I love this idea. Had to look up what exactly a kaiju is, and even then I found mostly Godzilla stuff? So forgive me if my descriptions are a little messy as I tried to be more vague

"Where's My Epic Background Music?"(761 w.c)

Redson x Demon!Fem!Reader romantic one shot

Pronouns: she her

CW: little bit of bl00d, some light viol3nce

“This stupid bolt won’t stay in place!” Redson growled, pretty close to just melting the metal back to its liquid state on his own. But y/n stepped in, coming up behind her lover and handing him the fresh set of pliers he’d asked for. 

“Red, I can hear you from down the hall. Take a second, alright?” She continued holding his hand that was reaching for the tool, making eye contact. He was stiff, with the ends of his hair starting to become inflamed. But at her gentle tone, he sighed, and she could literally see the steam coming off of him as he calmed down. Slowly but surely. 

“Thank you, beloved.” He mumbled, turning away from his newest project. A new motorbike, of sorts, though she knew there had to be a transformation in there somewhere. 

“What about we go get something to eat? You’ve been cooped up in here since you got out of bed this morning.” She suggested. The fire demon hummed, looking at the blueprints he’d worked so hard on, and the bike behind him that had taken him the better part of several hours to assemble. 

“I guess we can. Where would you like to go?”

“There’s a cafe not far from the arcade, I hear they’ve got some really nice pastries.”

“As you wish. Come, we’ll take my car.”

The pair got their jackets and hopped into the large vehicle, driving from what was essentially Hell to the city. At y/n’s request, Redson abided by traffic laws, though it was tempting for him to absolutely total the stupid little car in front of them that cut them off.  

“This is the place!” She pointed to a small building with an alleyway next to it, where there was a chalkboard sign advertising some chai tea drink. It wasn’t overly cutesy, which was probably for the best. Redson would’ve gotten all hissy about being there. 

Walking in, nothing was off-putting. The service was nice and much faster than other places y/n had taken Redson to eat at. 

The real problem showed up when it came time to go back to the car and head home.

The first red flag of the situation was the stranger standing against the side of the car, which was already reason enough for Redson to get angry at. The person was lanky, though both Red and y/n could see the threatening aura they put off. In these situations, not only did Red take the lead, the problem was usually dealt with in a fast manner to avoid unwanted attention. However something about this just wasn’t right.

“It’s a nice car you’ve got here. Nice girlfriend, too.” The person complimented. Redson had no problem waltzing up to the guy and trying to intimidate them right back.

“Thanks. Now if you’ll excuse us, we have places to be.”

In mere seconds, a knife was pressed to his throat, one with symbols written on it that y/n could tell were meant to hold Red in one spot or at least leave an impact if the weapon was to make contact. 

But at the same time, y/n was willing to ditch being passive for the sake of her lover. So as soon as she saw a thin line of blood, she jumped into action. She let go of her human form and grew several sizes larger, multiple arms on her torso and primed to tear limbs if needed. She was quite a sight for both figures below her.

Enough to make the stranger drop their grip on Redson along with the weapon.

“Hey, no harm no foul, right?” They tried to reason with her. 

“Run. Far, far away, and don’t come back.” She warned. They scrambled to get moving, heeding her words immediately as they took off. Once she was sure that they were gone, she transformed back into her regular form and went up to her partner.

“I love when you get all frightening. It’s fun.” He praised her. He dusted himself off, but then held still as she inspected the cut on his neck.

“Hang on, I have some napkins.” She mumbled, digging in her pockets for the napkins she took from the cafe. When she found them, she cupped his face and moved to clean the small wound that was just beginning to drip.

“Thank you, y/n. Now, shall we?” Redson unlocked the vehicle and opened the door for her. She climbed in gingerly, giving him a smile. 

Looks could be so deceiving, could they not?

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Lmao probably has nothing to do with the plague but I fainted for the first time in my life last night. Unpleasant. 2/10 would not recommend

-still jackal

Fun funky fact: there are 4 people in my house. 3/4 of them have the plague. One of those people is me :/ so I apologize if posting slows down a bit, I’m still gonna answer stuff it just might take me a minute.

love y’all remember to hydrate and eat stuff

-jackal 👍

This is the anon that asked for the foreign!reader headcanons and I've gotta say.....I made the stupidest smile in my entire life. Didn't know a headcanons post could make me flap my hands in excitement but here we are! I applaud you and your writing skills. Keep up the good work hun!

Sincerely,

Your Neighborhood MK Simp

oh my gosh thank you that's very sweet!!!! :D

My rule is if I myself don't have a shit eating grin on my face when I'm done proofreading it I redo it lmao

It's worked so far I think!

I may be sick, I may be working on a request, but by god I am LOOKING @wolfcamellias