Do You Write For Riley Andersen?

Do you write for Riley Andersen?

Hi, hun.

I've gotten quite a few requests for Riley after posting for Val, and even though I really do like Riley as a character, I'm not sure if I feel comfortable writing anything for her beyond platonic scenarios. Being a little older than Val (who is around 17-18 throughout the film) myself, it feels really odd writing romantically for someone who is canonically thirteen years old. I would have to think about it for a bit, in all honesty.

If I do decide to write for her, which I can't promise, it would most likely only be platonically. I appreciate everyone who has sent in requests for her either way. I'm glad you enjoy my work enough to send in a suggestion, I'm just on the fence about writing for this character specifically because of her age.

Thank you for asking, and thank you to everyone who sent in a request. I'll let you know if I change my mind about writing for Riley in the future. :)

If you don't mind me asking, do you write headcanons where the character is yandere or possessive?

Hi, hun.

I don't mind you asking at all! I am willing to write for yandere/possessive scenarios if they are specifically requested, although I will avoid themes such as SA and/or abuse of any kind (especially towards the reader). I'm perfectly alright with including darker themes, but I still would really like for my page to be a safe place for anyone who stumbles upon it.

I've written for Jinx from Arcane as a yandere-typed character before (I believe it was actually my first post on here ever), and I'm planning to rewrite it with the same themes, so it's certainly not off the table!

If you've got any ideas for specific characters to write for with either of these scenarios, feel free to send in another ask!

Thank you again for asking. I appreciate you making sure I'm comfortable with potential requests. :)

If you don’t mind me asking, what requests do you have so far? I’m just wondering if my ask made it through or not, since Tumblr has an unfortunate history of not sending… :|

Hi, hun! I don't mind you asking at all, I promise.

I've currently got requests for:

Val Ortiz and Riley Andersen from Inside Out 2

Elsa from Frozen

Samantha Giddings from Until Dawn

Lara Croft from the Survivor Trilogy of Tomb Raider.

I've already made a post about the requests I've gotten for Riley, but aside from her, all of the requests for the other characters listed above are currently being worked on, it'll just take a bit of time since I tend to only post about once a week.

I also got a request for Karen Smith from Mean Girls and one for Flandre Scarlet from Touhou (I believe), but I unfortunately do not write for those characters.

If one of the characters above was in your request, then I promise you I've seen it and I'm most likely working on it! If the character you requested isn't listed above, please feel free to send another request back in -- I promise you I don't mind at all.

Thank you for checking in!

OMG OMG I LOVE THE THINGS YOU'VE WRITTEN FOR VAL SO FAR

she makes me so happy, and seeing literally anything about her makes my day oh em gee aaaa

god im gay as hell, KEEP UP THE GOOD WORK ‼️‼️

Hi, thank you so much, hun!

I'm in the same boat -- she was immediately my favorite character the moment I realized she wasn't the typical mean girl you see in those types of films -- just seeing a picture of her has me giggling and kicking my feet, and it's been A WHILE since I've been drawn to a character like that!😭💞

It makes me really happy to know you enjoy the things I've written for her so far, so I hope it makes you happy to know that I've currently got eight more short stories for her in the works!

Thank you for your kind words! I hope you'll enjoy my future works as well.🩵

Cup of Tea

[MLP Equestria Girls] Sunset Shimmer x Female Reader

Summary: Sunset is up late at night studying when you come join her with a cup of tea and kisses on the head in hopes she'll have a good night, but you're quick to make sure she gets her rest.

Word Count: 1.28k Content + Warnings: Sunset overworking herself, not eating or sleeping, nearly passing out from exhaustion Category: Fluff || One-shot

[A/N]: This was just a quick drabble, so it's not proofread (like usual lmao), but I did enjoy writing it regardless.

Enjoy!

Gently, amongst the sound of pages flipping and her pencil scribbling, Sunset heard when you softly set something down on the desk beside her. Heavy eyes met yours once she turned, and she smiled instantly once you cupped her face. “Hey,” you whispered. “Hey,” she answered, yawning. You frowned at the sight of her unkempt locks of hair and the heavy bags under her eyes. Your scowl of worry only deepened when her shoulders slumped down tiredly. “How much later do you think you’ll stay up?” You asked quietly, glancing over at the small analog clock on the corner of the desk.

“It’s already four AM.” A small nod was your response before she turned back to her workload scrambled up messily across the desk. Her head turned enough to see what you had put down, curiously glancing back up at you when she saw the small cup. “What’s that?” “It’s just some tea to help you feel a little better. You have been seeming really tired and sick lately.” She hummed, wiping weakly at her heavy eyes before shakily taking hold of the handle of the cup, lifting it and bringing it to her lips for a sip.

You watched for a moment, worry contorting your features when you took notice of the way her hand trembled. “When was the last time you slept or ate?” Now she seemed guilty, her head lowering once she put the cup back down to avoid seeing just how concerned you were for her. It would only make her feel worse. Sighing heavily, you planted your hand on her shoulder and gave it a small squeeze. “You promise me you’ll eat something once you finish this up tonight?” She nodded and motioned towards the paper she was holding. “Yeah, I’ve only got this page and one other left.”

She turned to you then, her hand raising and squeezing the one you still had on her shoulder. “Go ahead and go back to bed,” she whispered. “I’ll be in there soon, I promise.” You smiled down at her, moving to stand behind her chair and wrap your arms lazily over her shoulders, then letting your head drop down far enough to press a gentle kiss to the top of her head. “I’m going to stay awake just for a little longer with you. I just want to make sure you’re going to be okay.”

“I’m alright, honey, I swear. This should be the last time I have to stay up like this for a while. I just have to finish these last three papers.” You raised a brow. “Three? You just told me you only had two left.” She paused, falling silent. “How many pages do you actually have left?” She hummed, then sighed, and looked around at the disorganized mess in front of her. She plucked a few sheets up and scanned over them. “Five or six, I think. I don’t really know the exact amount, but I know I’m close to being done.”

“How about this,” you started, walking to the side of the desk and picking up a few papers she hadn’t tucked into her hands when she had counted how many were left. “You keep working on that and drinking the tea I got you, and I’ll start organizing some of these so it’ll be easier to deal with tomorrow.” She parted her lips to argue, wanting you to go to bed, but she knew you’d tell her you’d only go to sleep again if she did too. Instead, she let a small sigh slip out before she nodded. “Thank you,” she murmured, turning back to her current paperwork.

As she continued to work on what was left, you skimmed through the random sheets sprawled out in front of you and organized them into their respective categories. Every few minutes, you reminded her to take a drink of the tea by her side. She did as told each time, seemingly relieved each time the warm liquid met her tongue.

Two hours passed by the time she had finally finished both the tea and her work, and you ultimately managed to get everything piled separately. When she glanced over at the clock to check how long she’d be able to sleep, she groaned and moved to rest her head against the desk. At the feeling of your hands sliding up and down her back before gently massaging her shoulders, she sighed and weakly sat back up. “Guess I’m not getting any sleep tonight after all.”

You frowned, leaning down and pecking her temple. “Well, you said this is the last time for a while that you’ll have to stay up like this, right?” “Yeah.” “Then just do your best to get through the day, and I’ll make sure you can sleep as long as you need to. I’ll even call your boss to make sure they don’t bother you tomorrow, alright?” Chuckling, she nodded, leaning her head back to rest against your chest. “A day off sounds amazing right now.”

For a moment, you stayed silent. Her eyes were closed, every part of her too tired to notice the lack of a response from you. “Could you take the day off today after you drop off all the paperwork?” It took several seconds for her to respond. You could tell she was on the verge of passing out already. For three days, she had been hunched over the desk all day and night working. It was no surprise to see her finally giving in to sleep once everything was finished.

“Maybe that’ll work,” she slurred out. Grinning, you kissed her forehead and stroked soothingly at her hair. “If you can, then come back home right after so we can cuddle up in bed and you can finally get some rest, alright?” She nodded. “Alright.”

You had to help her get up and dressed for the day. While she worked on buttoning up her shirt and slipping on her shoes, you packed all of her work away in her bag and handed it to her once she plucked her keys from the hook by the front door.

“Uh, maybe you shouldn’t be driving,” you voiced, concerned. Before she could argue, you had taken the keys from her hand. “I’ll take you, okay? Let’s go.”

You linked arms with her, letting her lean against you as you both headed down into the parking lot of the apartment building and climbed into her car. During the drive to her workplace, you could see out of the corner of your eye that she was struggling to stay conscious as she leaned against the window. Once making it there, you helped her inside, led her to the office, and waited until her boss approved her day off (which she almost did immediately upon seeing Sunset’s state) before heading back down.

You fought back the urge to speed back to the house after Sunset nearly collapsed in the lobby, and once you finally made it back to your shared apartment, you nearly had to drag her back into the room and drop her onto the bed. There, she instantly pulled you on top of her. She then rolled over and shuffled down to let her head fall against your chest. As you smiled from her actions, you managed to tug the comforter out from under her and pull it over her already sleeping form.

With your arms draped comfortingly over her shoulder and the other tucked under her waist, you pressed yet another kiss to her head and sighed. Your eyes fell shut, and you soon drifted off yourself, thankful to finally have her sleeping soundly in your arms again.

You heard the theory that the Brazilian helicopter pilot from Inside Out might be Val Ortiz's father?

I actually wasn't aware this was a theory until this was sent in!

I personally don't really see how it's a theory, to be completely honest. The only thing that seems similar about them to me is the parallel of them reaching out towards someone (the helicopter pilot reaching for Jill and Val reaching for Riley), but it would be a fun theory regardless.