Serial Designation N M.list

serial designation n m.list

☁︎ Fluff ꩜ Angst

✧ Platonic ☔︎︎ Sad

❥ yandere n hc

summary: n as a yandere headcanons

❥ n comfort after a md attack hc

summary: worker drone! reader, escaped from the hands of another murder drone. so, n, being the cinnamonroll he is, comforts them

❥ fighting hc

summary: headcanons for fighting with reader

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Relax with me

summary : growing tired of paperwork, you sit at your desk desperately trying to get it all done. but all you need, is to relax with chuuya.

reader pronouns : they/them

pairing : chuuya nakahara x reader

(y/n) was sat in in their chair. Spinning around after doing many pages of important paperwork. In the comfort of the apartment they shared with their partner. They brought one of their hands up to rub their ever growing tired eyes. Feeling the bags, weighing under them.

"If I don't do this, who will?" And went back to scribbling something down on the paper.

Seconds became minutes. And minutes became hours. (y/n) placed their sleepy head on the desk in defeat. They still had so many pages left to do. Like the cost for the recent attack they had done on the ADA. 

Eyelids were growing heavy. "Getting tired? Why don't you stop for now?" A voice so familiar had called out the the sleeping figure. Chuuya had lightly shook his partner awake. "Come on. Let's go to sleep. You're clearly to tired to work." He had protested to his significant other. 

"But! I need to get this work done." They had said in a sleepy tone. Chuuya wouldn't take no for a answer. He had pulled the chair away from the desk. Trying to prevent (y/n) to work any further. They groaned out of pure tiredness.

They had given in to their boyfriends request, and had gotten up from the chair. Chuuya had taken their hand and guided them towards the bed. One by one. They had both climbed in to the bed.

Holding each other in a warm embrace. "Next time, put your health first. Not the stupid paperwork." He said nuzzling his head deeper into theirs. All they had done is nod. Simply. In compliance to what Chuuya had said. Wanting to enjoy the moment with the one they love the most.

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dazai, osamu m.list

☁︎ Fluff ꩜ Angst

✧ Platonic ☔︎︎ Sad

❥ sports day

summary: a sports competition between your school and another. ft. fyodor

❥ pluviophile ☁︎

summary: your looking out the window of the ADA and a certain brunet catches your attention.

❥ ache ꩜

summary : you and your boyfriend get into a fight about, why he's always injured.

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Hello!! May I request Sal Fisher x reader who is severely afraid of physical touch? Like to the point where it takes them a while to even touch someone with a piece of fabric in between their hand and the person. Also if the reader is seriously sarcastic, teasing and the type who laughs everything off while being terrified of touch would be great.

Thank you!!

T O U C H

summary: [reader], is afraid of physical touch. Which causes their beloved boyfriend to doubt himself.

character: sal fisher

reader pronouns: they/them

It had been month since they started dating Sal. Months. They took things slow with him, not that he minded. Going slow was calming. But Sal wanted to know, why wouldn't they touch him?

"Do you think I'm ugly?" Sal asked, breaking the silence. Fumbling his mask between his fingers. They look up at him. "No, you're beautiful to me."

There was another long awkward silence.

"Then, why don't you.. want to touch me?" Sal couldn't even make eye contact with them. His voice, sounded like he was clearly hurt. Aching, even.

They laughed, it was strained. But they laughed. "Oh.. ummm." They couldn't think of the words. They felt as if they needed a explanation, not a sarcastic one at that.

They nervously fumbled with their fingers. "I love you so much, I thought you knew that!" They said, finally, trying to bluff their way out of this awkward feeling.

Sal looked at them blankly. Clearly seeing their bluff.

"If you don't think I'm deformed, then why won't you let me hold you?" Sal seemed set on holding his lover. He needed it.

They laughed it off, trying to ignore the nagging feeling. They felt a tug on their heartstrings, they hated Sal thinking he was not attractive. Yet, they were too frightened to even hold pinkies with the poor blue haired boy.

They bit the bullet.

Their pinky, slowly extended out to him. Gently holding his pinky with theirs. They couldn't bring themselves to be their usually cocky, arrogant self.

"I love you, ya know that?"

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May I request a yandere n headcanon's?

✎ YANDERE N, who clings to you like theres no tomorrow. Your always being watched, even when you think he's not there.

✎ YANDERE N, who fears of losing you.

✎ YANDERE N, who would never let you out of his sight.

✎ YANDERE N, whos just trying his best to make you love him. He just needs your love.

✎ YANDERE N, who wants you to rely and need him. He's sick of being told he's useless, he wants you to depend on him and only him.

✎ YANDERE N, he would never do anything to harm you. He would harm others, but never you.

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serial designation v m.list

☁︎ Fluff ꩜ Angst

✧ Platonic ☔︎︎ Sad

❥ having a adopted human child hcs ✧

summary : headcanons of uzi, v and doll taking care of a human child.

❥ reader flirting w v and only v

summary: self explanitory

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