ashlee

ashlee's intro

hi i'm ashlee, i'm 18 and i'm a writer who likes writing x reader and is what's mostly going to be on my blog. i accept requests and answer any questions you have about me or what i do/don't in fics.

i'm trying to better my characterization of characters to make it as canon as possible and this is all just for fun and to motivate myself into writing more.

i might write character x character but at the moment i prefer to write x reader! i do oneshots and headcanons. i'm debating on opening fanfic commissions but i'm still working on my dialogue and making more fics as future examples <3

don't do/DNI: vague criticism (commenting that you don't like something about my writing/dialogue without telling me why, i don't mind criticism if you tell me what the issue is!), anti-yumeship, basic dni criteria (homophobic, transphobic, zionist etc)

down below you'll find which fandoms i'm in and what you need to include in your request

the fandoms i'll more likely agree to write for will be written in bold i'll still do fandoms that aren't in bold! i mainly do video game characters and anime characters but there's a few shows and movies i also do

gacha games: honkai impact 3rd, wuthering waves, honkai star rail, genshin

other games: dbh (detroit become human), resident evil, call of duty modern warfare, cyberpunk 2077, red dead redemption, tomb raider, 007 first light, the last of us

visual novels: to eat a god, 14dwy (14 days with you), error143, a date with death (1 & 2), killer chat, seekL, blooming panic (idm any recommendations, but i'd have to play through it first)

animes: blue lock, cyberpunk edgerunners, bungo stray dogs, jjk, the apothecary diaries

these are my recently watched movies and series: diary of a wimpy kid, kingdom of heaven, squid game, alice in borderland, harry potter. it's not a lot ^^, sorry

do's and don'ts

i don't write smut, because i don't know how to. i can only do slightly suggestive. (<\3) i do romantic and platonic fanfics, oneshots and headcanons.

i do angst and can write characters with mental illnesses/disabilities, but do correct me if i accidentally get something wrong. i like complex characters or very specific prompts!

i do yandere characters which possibly include stalkerish themes (there will be warnings beforehand), i do not romanticize it in any way. this is purely fiction, but i still have limits.

i will not do any noncon, ageplay, suggestive prompts with characters that are minors etc. i also won't be doing any kinks as kinks are nsfw obviously sherlock..

how to make a request

include the character's name and if you want a specific au, for example obsessed!character, include that too! and the main prompt/scenario. requests usually take me 1-4 days. some could take longer. i don't accept every request!

It might take me a bit longer if I want to work on something for other fandoms or i'm busy.

if the media is not stated in my interests, I might still know it but it's not guaranteed so also add the media if it's not in my fandom list.

if you'd like the reader to have a specific personality like a shy or serious personality you can include that. if you don't mind what personality the reader (well, you) has, that's alright too.

you can also give them a quick backstory, like if they work with the character or if it's important to the plot. most of my work will have a gender neutral reader. please wait a few days before making another request.

credits for the pink divider: @designlikenonsense on tumblr

۶ৎ. scenario: nulla brings reader into the game wether you want to or not. tea party date. reader is a loser

warnings: obsession | debating on continuing this

note: love him sm , i'll get to ur requests!! im just doing something for other fandoms 🩷 i lost a lot of motivation im really sorry if you have to wait for awhile for your requests to be done </3 only managed to finish this up

You mindlessly read and click through Nulla's dialogue with your legs crossed ontop of your desk. "Well done! You did very good, cariño!" You giggle like an idiot as if it isn't a dating sim with gods.

You watch as he kisses the puppet, complaining that it's like kissing a doll. "I really want to get out of here and kiss you." You look down at yourself and you wonder what he would really think of you.

You look back at your monitor and click to continue. You narrow your eyes in confusion when the dialogue box gives you a link instead. You blindly click on it without a doubt- I mean, it was Nulla who gave you it anyway, what was the worst that could happen?

You're brought to a blank page that read, "I finally found you." Oh, and it had your full address. You decide to close the strange blank page. You save your game and you were about to close the game until you suddenly feel a piercing headache.

Nulla's dialogue continues on it's own without you clicking anything. "I think i've found the line of code," his eyes narrowed and you notice his sprite changing. You could've sworn he just winked at you. "I'll wait for you, cariño."

You were wearing those chicken leg socks you found on amazon because all your other socks were either lost or in the washing machine. Your sweatpants were fuzzy and your shirt was an obnoxious red. But atleast it reminded you of the red Nulla wore.

Your vision turns fuzzy and all you hear is static. H̵͖͋͆ö̵̙͚́̄l̶͉̈́d̵̗̲̃ ̸̻̩̏́ơ̵͍̕n̵̖̉͌.̶̗̄ ̷͚̓Ī̶̥͛'̷̛͓̉m̶̝͊̾ ̴͇̫͑a̷̔͜͝l̴̛͖̫̽m̶̼̖͌ŏ̷̹̭͝š̵̭͉̓t̵̯̦͌ ̶̙̑̔ď̸̖̋ͅô̷͍͒n̶̯͇̿̓e̸̞̜̅̇. (Hold on. I'm almost done.) You could open your eyes now, but you feel strangely scared that something might happen. You hear a voice that you've never heard before. "Open your eyes~"

You oblige and open your eyes. It was Nulla, sitting across from you, he looked excited and had a wide, (unintentionally) creepy smile. He wore his usual outfit and his hair looked like he slicked it back with more gel than usual.. Then you realize you're in the game.

You scream and fall off your chair, "Oh my god!"

Nulla eyes widen slightly at your reaction before he laughed, "jajaja. That's a strong reaction to seeing me." You look around to examine your surroundings. It looked like you two were outside, but everything had bland colors and the people walking by were shadowy figures.

You look down at yourself and you realize you're in the same outfit you were before. Embarrassing. You open your mouth to complain why he didn't script you a different outfit, but that would only draw more attention to the chicken leg socks you were wearing.

Nulla stands up and walks over to you. You feel your heart beat faster but you stay put, curious as to what he's going to do. He reaches out his hand with a smile. Such a gentleman. You take his hand and get up. His hand was bigger than yours. You let go of his hand but he doesn't let go of yours immediately.

"Are you going to let go now or.." You ask while trying to tug your hand away. Nulla snaps out of it and lets you go. "Yes- I was just... lost in your eyes," he replies with a blush on his cheeks that you wouldn't have seen if you weren't so close to him.

He picks up the chair from the ground for you and gestures for you to sit down. "Sit down, cariño." He smiles again and you swear he has hearts around him. "Ahh~~~ I finally have you." You tense slightly, feeling his presence right behind you. He moves to sit across you again. He places his elbows on the table and intertwines his own fingers as he watches you.

You squirm and you suddenly feel a little hot. Could've also been him that's hot. "What's this? Some kind of tea party date?" You grab your tea cup and examine it. Is this safe to drink? "It's safe to drink. I would never hurt you... Unless you make me," he answers and your eyes widen slightly.

"How did you read my mind?!" Nulla laughs at your reaction and shook his head, "Jaja, I can't. Atleast not anymore. I simply guessed that was your question." You look over to what he was in his cup. Coffee? If you remembered correctly, he didn't like bitter things.

You reach for his cup and give him yours instead. He doesn't stop you, but he's clearly confused. "Do you not like tea? I can replace your cup with coffee. All you have to do is ask," his smile drops, not necessarily annoyed just confused. "I do.. I know you don't like bitter things."

Nulla smiled and laid one of his hands open on the table like he wanted you to hold it. "How attentive. So much more attentive than the puppet," he gazes lovingly into your eyes. He did mention how much he loved your attention.

You place your hand over his. His hands felt warm. Yours were cold. Now that you think about it, it was getting really cold. Your hand shivers in his and he glances up at you concerned.

"If you're cold, we can go back," Nulla suggests with such a gentle tone that you couldn't help but smile at. "Back? To your home depot domain?" You tease him but quickly realize he doesn't even know what a home depot is. "Home.. depot?"

You start laughing, "no, no. Forget it. Let's go." Your laugh makes him feel fuzzy inside. A feeling he hadn't ever felt until you came along. "I could never get enough of your laugh." Before you could ask what he said, his grip tightens and everything around you vanishes.

You yelp, "atleast warn me!" Nulla chuckles, "Jaja, I will next time, mi vida." He pulls you closer and you wrap your arms around him, too scared to let go. He holds you by your waist and you feel your heart race faster just by being so close to him. You curiously smelled him. He smelled like everything sweet and a small hint of cologne.

To be fair, he was your favorite. You liked how he liked you, not the character you were playing as. That was what stood out to you. You regain your footing and you let go of Nulla, much to his disappointment. Same 'domain' you saw in the game. Bland colors, roughly sketched.

"I would like to spend more time with you... but I have to deal with other.. important matters," his face drops into a more serious one. You raise your eyebrows and scoff, "more important than me? You literally brought me into your game."

You see a small a drop of sweat on the side of his face as he explains. "Never, cariño. Unfortunately, I can't stay and fully abandon my duty. As much as I want to just stay by your side.." You sigh and sarcastically answer. "I'll allow it for now. You better come back."

Nulla smiles and takes your hand, bringing it up to his lips. He presses a soft kiss to your knuckles and he gazes back at you for your reaction. You stumble over your words and you feel another wave of embarrassment.

"Your face.. it makes me want to do so much more," he says in a tone that wasn't just love. More like obsession. It made you feel oddly.. loved in an overwhelming way. "I will come back for you soon, mi amor. Wait for me~"

I was wondering if it was possible for you to write something for Ronin from Killer Chat?

If so, then I was wondering if I could request him dealing with a Reader who is dealing with an extremely bad nightmare please and thank you!

🦝-Anon.

𑣲. parring: ronin beaufort x reader

warnings: house fire | oneshot, comfort

notes: wait let me cook ik the beginning seems like it doesn't fit at first also if u're reading this, i do other vn's too!!!

Your thumb slides up every few seconds, skipping through tiktoks while your other hand reaches into your bag of chips. You look down at your shirt and pull it up to your nose. It had been embarrassingly long since you last changed it.

You sniff it only to smell.. smoke instead. You realize you forgot your food and quickly run downstairs to the kitchen. You curse under your breath, "shit, shit, shit." The smell of smoke becomes even stronger when you jump off the last step. Your eyes widen when you see the smoke that built up. And most of all, you felt heat.

Your entire kitchen was already on fire and it was spreading too fast. How didn't you smell it beforehand? Why didn't your smoke detector go off- A part of your ceiling collapses next to you and you flinch and stumble over burnt drywall.

You're stuck. Your phone is upstairs and all your path ways are blocked. You hear your breathing become uneven, almost like panting. You can't breathe- You feel the burning hot fire spread even closer and you close your eyes in hopes that it would atleast kill you fast.

Then, you wake up in your bedroom. You were panting and you felt the cold sweat that built up. Your eyes look all over the room, making sure there was no fire. But that still didn't calm you down.

You couldn't get your breathing to calm down. You touch the spot next to you and you only feel the warmth that Ronin left on the bed. That definitely didn't help. Your door opens silently and you see Ronin come back inside. He raises his eyebrows and smirks. "Look who's up past their bedtime," he mockingly commented.

"Very funny," you sarcastically replied. Your voice was shaky, and that didn't go unnoticed by him. He moves closer, the floorboards creaking underneath him. "You were sleeping so peacefully earlier. Coulda carved out your aorta and you wouldn't have noticed a single thing." You watch as he places his newly cleaned crowbar next your bedside table.

"Wasn't dreaming so peacefully," you admitted under your breath. Your fingers trembled and you pull up your knees to your chest. To your surprise, Ronin places his hand over yours. You don't instantly stop trembling, but it lessens under his hand.

"You're shaking," he notes without the usual smirk he has, "what did ya dream about exactly? There someone I need to use my crowbar on?" You hesitate telling him what happened in your dream, afraid he'll think it's stupid. He answers, as if he read your mind, "c'mon, I won't judge.. too much."

You sigh and decide to open up, "I was in a house fire. Everything burned and collapsed around me then I.." You didn't finish your sentence. You turn your hand around to hold his. "Can you uh.. lay next to me," you mumble. Ronin's face turned into a look of surprise for a moment before he chuckled, "aw, don't get shy on me. Louder."

Instead of doing what he asked, you roughly pull him down onto the bed. He falls down next to you and you turn your head to see the same surprised face from earlier again. "You never fail to surprise me, darlin'. Fine. Don't think you've got The Devil under control yet, it takes a lot more than that."

You turn onto your side and you move over to him. You place your head in the crook of his neck, the metallic scent was better than the smoke you smelled in your nightmare. You feel a firm hand on your lower back and he pulls you even closer. "Don't go," you whisper and he whispers back in your ear, "I'm right here."

So I was thinking about Angel (from killer chat) and FEM! Reader who's a burlesque performer (+super feminine and stuff)

𑣲. parring: angel x fem!reader who is a burlesque performer

warnings: can be considered slightly suggestive because of the job but it's artistic nudity (not explicitly described) |

note: very unique idea! did not know of them until now so i had to do a bit of research

During one of your rare video calls with Angel, you realize you've never told her your real job. You said you were a writer, but that was more of a side gig you took up over the years.

You're a burlesque performer. Some people disagree with it, some like it. You like doing it more than writing. It made you feel feminine and it was especially fun to do. Maybe now was the right time to tell Angel?

While Angel talked about what modeling is like, you called her name. "Maria." She stopped talking and smiled, "Yes, sweetheart?" You suddenly felt a little nervous. Your job wasn't necessarily taboo, nor would she ever judge you but still.

"Did I ever tell you that I don't only do writing?" You ask even though you already knew the answer. Angel tilted her head, a bit confused by the question, "no, I don't think so? Why?" That gave you an idea. "Wait here," you stand up and walk out of frame.

You open your closet to a supply of different stage outfit you wore in past performances. You hum as your finger runs over each one until you found a pink that matched Angel's pink ends. This one. You grab it out your closet and go back into your seat. "I'm a burlesque performer."

Angel's mouth went agape for a moment before she smiled again. "And you didn't tell me before?" You were about to try and reason why until she interrupted you. "I'm kidding, sweetheart. I'm not surprised. You have the looks for it."

You show her the outfit you chose from your closet, "I wore this at one of my first shows. Ot was really heavy. It gets a lot lighter when you're taking it off though." She chuckled, her cheeks had a flush of pink on them at your implication. "Yeah.. I'm sure it is. When's your next show?"

"It's on Saturday. Why? You wanna come?" You tease her, not expecting a yes. "I'll try and free up my schedule. If my manager even lets me," Angel replies with a soft sigh. You smile in return, "it's okay. You don't have to come."

"But I want to. I'd like to see you perform-" Suddenly, her phone rings and she sighs again. "That's.. my manager. I'll text you later, okay?" You feel the disappointment weigh on you, but you nod anyway. "See you soon." The call hangs up.

On Saturday, before you step onto the stage, you fix your hair and make up. You only had a few minutes left before you had to perform. While your hair is done by your hairstylist, you wonder about Angel. Was she really coming? Could she even make it?

You get called up to the stage and you see the large audience of mainly women. One person in the front particularly caught your eye. Angel. You see her clapping with the others and now you really need to put in more effort. You lift your arms and cross your legs, ready to do your routine.

After your routine, you put on the clothing you removed on stage before heading out to see Angel. You see her come in the backstage and you smile. Her cheeks were pink, again, and she looked almost shy. "You did really great. I... wasn't aware it was this suggestive." You chuckle, "I warned you."

She steps closer, her eyes wandering over your outfit, "you would make a good model. Even better than I am." You shake your head. "Never." You fill the distance and hug her, your hands resting on her back.

Angel looked surprised by the sudden hug but it's quickly replaced with a smile. You feel her arms wrap around you. "Your welcome. I wouldn't miss this for anything."

sjaojska thank you for doing my last one!!! I loved it :3

I hope it isn't too soon to ask for another onesisnsj take ur time with this if you want idm <3

If u wanna, could I mby request clingy!Misaki x (kinda shy)!Reader?

Specifically, like in a scenario that's like Misaki not letting reader get out of bed or something like that, please! (｡•́ ̫ •̀｡)

Thank youuu!! ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡

- (˶˃ ᵕ ˂˶) anon

𑣲. parring: misaki x shy!reader

warning: none | fluff, oneshot

notes: im glad u liked my last one!

You wake up from the sun shining through your open curtains that you forgot to close before you went to bed. You rub at your eyes as you look over your shoulder to see Misaki still fast asleep. You turn to face their sleeping face.

Their mouth was slightly hung open and her arm was firmly wrapped around your waist. Her hair was disheveled and her two star-shaped clips were falling off. And she was snoring a little..

You sigh and nudge her gently. When that didn't work, you nudge them even harder. "Misaki, wake up." This time, you grab her shoulder and shake her. They finally wake up with a yawn. "G'morning. I was having an amazing dream about my favorite person ever. Then you woke me up."

You feel your cheeks heat up. "About your favorite person ever? Even tho they're laying beside you?" You feel Misaki pull you closer and your heart races faster. "You're dorky," you mumble under your breath. You suddenly felt the urge to avoid her eyes, and so you did.

"Only for you," Misaki replied with a smile. That didn't hide or help how flustered you felt being so close to them. You smile again, but you know it's time to get up. It's 1pm already, and you haven't even started your next novel.

"Alright, alright.. the sappiness aside," you try and detangle Misaki's arms from your waist, "i've got work to do. And we can't sleep in all day." She groaned in response, refusing to let go of your waist.

"C'mon.. stay with me for a little bit longer!" Misaki tried to plead with you, "you can start your novel later." A little bit longer usually meant a few hours longer..

You try for a second time to get her off of you. "Don't try that on me. It won't work," you tried to sound serious but you weren't angry. It's endearing, you couldn't really get mad at them.

Misaki fake frowns, letting out a dramatic sigh, "you're going to leave your dorky assassin all by themselves? I never knew you could be so.. cruel!" You play along with them, letting out a gasp, "I would never!"

Then, you give into Misaki's whims, "fine. I'll stay with you. But no more complaining." They smile brightly, "I won!" You hesitantly wrap your arm around their waist, making both you and them nervous. A small flush appeared on their cheeks. "I really did win with a partner like you," Misaki whispers.

You close your eyes and fall back asleep. Your sleep schedule is probably going to be ruined and now you have a lot more writing to do tomorrow. But it was worth it.

How about Ronin and Angel with reader who gives off marliyn Monroe's vibes and old movies/Hollywood🙏

𑣲. headcanons: ronin and angel x reader with marliyn monroe/old movie aesthetic

warnings: mention of death |

note: i just went ahead and did headcanons hope that's alright <3

𝓐ngel

— Marilyn Monroe would probably be one of her role models. So Angel was quick to associate your personality with hers. "You really do remind me of Marilyn."

— Some of her fans have said she reminds them of Monroe before, so she's looked deeper into her and really does admire her. But you gave off that aesthetic more than she did.

— When you finally convince her to video call, she'd mention how you and Monroe act similarly. She loves your aesthetic.

— If you showed her your collection of old movies, she would be really interested. Especially if you have any Monroe related things. "Oh, you bought it off an auction? It's in good hands."

— Convince her she'd look cute in one of Marilyn's dresses and she might wear one similar to hers.

— When Angel meets you in person and you agree to letting her come over, you both watch 'Some Like It Hot' together.

𝓡onin

— I think Ronin honestly wouldn't really catch onto the aesthetic at first because he isn't into old Hollywood movies.

— He'd joke about how your clothes look like his dead grandmother's.. until you explain it's 50s-60s fashion. "Cheers to the dead. Am I right?"

— While he's looking through the news (trying to see if they've posted his latest kill) and coincidentally finds an article about Marilyn, he gets curious since you've talked about her before. That's where he notices the similarities.

— He knows you like old Hollywood movies and Marilyn, so he would send you old movies suggestions he 'coincidentally' came across.

— Oh, he'd so try and find an illegal website for you to use if you can't/haven't watched Marilyn's movies. Would brush it off like it's nothing even though he's spent way too long browsing for it.

— When you two meet, he would definitely adore your clothes. "That's pretty fuckin' cute." You can try and get him to watch an old movie with you.. as long as it's about something in his killing interests.

𑣲. headcanons: V x harpy!reader

warnings: none | fluff

note: V is so cool , pretty short.. sorrys

— When you first video called with him, he was surprised to say the least. He called to see who you truly were, and you answered his question only for it to create more.

— Some of his questions come.. unintentionally rude at first. "What are you? I have never seen anybody of your kind."

— Even when you explained that you were technically still human, just with animal features for support, he still had questions left over. "How do your talons work? I find myself fascinated by you."

— He's definitely tracking you down now.

— Honestly, you couldn't tell if V was judging you.. or amazed by you. You decided to ask him directly.

— He thought he made it quite clear. Obviously not. Maybe his questions were worded poorly? He apologizes, "I.. apologize if my questions were poorly worded. I only intend on finding out what you are."

— If you ask him not to tell anyone in the server about your features, he won't.

— When you started flirting with him, he was quite closed off. Flustered and trying deny everything you say.

— When he flirts back, it's straightforward and often involves ur animal features that he finds beautiful. "I find myself wondering how your wings would feel under my touch."

— Eventually, when you and V are closer after a few months, he starts sending you (almost) daily messages that consist of "How are you doing today?" and if you've done your extra care like keeping your talons short.

— If he catches your ears twitching after he says he admires your 'uniqueness', he'll mention it. He's very observant. "It is only fair that I tease you back."

— When you two finally met, he asks for permission to touch your wings and talons. His hands are much more gentler than you expected. "Your wings.. they are soft."

— He would gift you any care or specific products your wings or talons need if you ask. If you have a tail that needs grooming, he'll find a suitable brush that won't hurt you if you're detangling it.

— I think one of his favourite features of yours would be your wings. They're soft to touch and they look beautiful in his opinion. But he likes everything about you. ♡

𑣲. parring: ronin beaufort x reader who has chronic migraines

warnings: ronin, blood, some violent descriptions | comfort ..in his own way, oneshot

note: i put in a little bit of context okok enjoy our edgy and corny killer

The throbbing pain coming from your head wakes you up from your sleep. You sit up and hold your head. It feels like your head is about to explode from the pressure. You force to yourself to stand up, almost stumbling from the dizziness that your migraine gave you.

Everything was eerily silent. Was Ronin still "taking care of business"? You look to your bedside table for the time. 1 am. What was taking him so long? You would have to look later... first you seriously need some pain killers. If you even had any left..

Ronin was only going to stay a few days, to stay low after the police showed up in his neighborhood. You, for whatever reason, agreed. It looked like it even surprised him, he wasn't expecting you to agree. Not really. "Invitin' the Devil's Butcher into your house, are we? That's a bold move, darling."

You rummage through your medicine cabinet. Your hand comes out empty handed and you felt the migraine get worse. A groan escapes you, there's no way you'd be able to get through the night without any pain killers.

Without you noticing, your front door quietly opens. Ronin, realizing that you didn't notice him, slowly walked behind you. He whispered into your ear, his lips almost touching your ear, "hey darling. Guess who?" You flinch and spin around. He smells strongly of blood.

His face had a splatter of blood on it, his lips twitch into his usual everyday smirk at your scared expression. The hook of his crowbar was drenched in red. Urgh, you'll never get used to that, especially when your brain unwillingly conjures up pictures you definitely didn't want to see. The migraine temporarily lessen, giving you a brief moment of relief.

Instead of answering Ronin, you stood there hunched with a frown. Your migraine felt like it was making your head throb and you had absolutely nothing to make it better. "Hey. How was today's kill?" He could immediately tell something was off. The first guess he made internally? Your migraines.

"Went as expected. They screamed.. begged for their pathetic fuckin' lives," he chuckled but it sounded more drained than usual. "But what about you? You're looking real tired." You gestured your hand towards the cabinet you rummaged through earlier.

"You can probably guess. Migraine. And I don't have any painkillers," you answer as you massage your head like it would help at all. Ronin's smirk drops for a moment before it reappeared.

"Well, lucky for you, I grabbed some of a guy who tried to mess with the Devil's Butcher," his voice deepens, "looks like it'll come in fucking handy after all." He reaches into his pockets, pulling out a bloody bottle of pain killers. Your face scrunched in disgust. He laughed, "what? Don't appreciate my.. work?"

You hesitatingly grab the bottle with your thumb and index finger, trying to avoid touching the blood. "Atleast have the decency to clean it up before you give it to me.."

"You expect decency? From me?" He mockingly aww's you. "C'mon, don't be a pussy. Learn to appreciate some blood, darling." You roll your eyes and just as you're about to open the bottle, your migraine kicks in again.

The same intense throbbing feeling in your head from earlier. It hurts like hell. "Ronin." You hold onto Ronin's arm. Ronin grabs your bottle, twisting it open and grabs a pill. He cups your chin, trying to get you to open your mouth. "Open your mouth." It was a quick firm command.

You open your mouth and you feel his thumb place the pill on your tongue. Ronin places his hand on your lower back and guides you to sit down on the couch. Your hand on his arm still gripped him tightly. "Don't you worry your pretty little head. I'm not going anywhere."

You tugged on his arm and he sat down next to you. "Feelin' better?" You nod, "yeah. Just.. tired. Thank you, Ronin." You place your head on his shoulder regardless of the strong metallic smell on him. Your eyes finally close and you listen to Ronin's breathing. It sounded like his breathing quickened but you decide not to tease him about it, not now.

He watches you slowly fall asleep. When he's sure you're asleep, he tucks one of your hair strands behind your ear. He whispers into your ear, "sleep tight, my sweet little Saint."

Your page is so cute btw wiwniqshkwkq

If you wanna, could I request Misaki from KC x reader comfort? :3

Specifically like mby a kinda shy depressed reader, OR if that's too much, I'm 100% happy with the reader just having a bad day and needing some comforting words from our favourite dorky assassin! (˶˃ ᵕ ˂˶)

Sosjaka thank youuu!!! Take care of yourself and have fun with your writing!! ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡

- (˶˃ ᵕ ˂˶) anon

𑣲. parring: misaki x depressed!reader

warnings: none | oneshot, fluff, comfort

note: thank u anon! i hope this is alright!! its kinda short sorry <\3

You throw yourself into your warm bed after you forced yourself to finish writing. The glare of your computer lit up almost your entire room. Grudgingly, you get up to turn it off. Your novel was still open, sloppily written because you couldn't focus all day.

Now that you think of it, you haven't done much at all today. No motivation left to write, to eat and you've been sleeping all day. What a shit day. You rub at your eyes as you reach for your mouse. Just as you were about to turn off your monitor, you hear a ding. A familiar sound.

The slaughterhouse. You perk up and open the totally not malware that gave up your address to Ronin app. You're brought to a layout that was now more familiar than it was six months ago. You go to your messages expectedly and see that Misaki texted you. Oh, how much you missed them.

You open the message. Or to be specific, messages.

heyyyy babe

hows ur new novel going

wait

does this one also have me in it?????

You smile as you read their messages. You quickly go to type out your response.

Hii

idk hasn't been going too well

Also, it's not a serial killer novel this time... maybe i'll squeeze you in as a side character

Can we video call? I

You hesitate finishing the last message. You and Misaki have been a thing for the past few weeks, but admitting that you missed her still made you nervous.

Miss you

To your surprise, she immediately answers.

AWW ofc ofc

i kinda got a surprise for u...

You were about to ask what surprise, but then a pop up stops you. Misaki's calling. That was quick. You accept it and see the face you could never get enough of.

"Hey hey! Sooo, you wanna talk about what happened?" Her greeting was cheerful, but she frowned and sounded a lot more worried after seeing your tired expression.

"Yeah. That'd be great. Thanks, Misaki," you force a small smile. Your eyes wander to her background and you realize.. she's not in her room. Instead it looked like they were outside somewhere, it looked familiar. But maybe that was just a coincidence. Where were they?

"Wait, where are you? Don't tell me you're in the middle of an assassination.." You sighed. Misaki always had troubles focusing when you were there. How could they focus when knowing they have someone as cute as you waiting for them?

But instead, she smiles, "Whaaat? Nooo.. Not this time atleast." That was a surprise. Usually whenever you two were on call, she was in her room. "You know about that surprise I told you about? Well.. open your window!" Could it be?

You stand up and look out your window. Your eyes widened as you saw Misaki. "Misaki?!" You yell out. Thankfully, you lived on the first floor and you opened your window for them.

Misaki reaches out for your hand as they climb up. You take her hand and pull her into your room. Her hands were warm and soft. You didn't want to let go, even as she already climbed through your window. And she didn't want to either.

"So, how was that? Did you expect me? Guessing by your cute face, you didn't!" They excitedly said, still holding onto your hand. You make the first move by intertwining your fingers with hers. You panic internally, still unused to really touching Misaki in person. "No, I didn't," you responded as you both stepped closer to eachother

They chuckled nervously and you noticed how their cheeks turned red. Cute. "Ahh, stop it. I'm supposed to make you flustered! Not the other way around.." You smiled again, happy to see her again. Everything lately has taken a toll on you, if it wasn't obvious by the dark circles under your eyes.

Feeling so overwhelmed by happiness and everything that has happened lately, you shed a tear. Misaki immediately panics, "what happened?! Did- Did I do something?! Babe?"

You wipe your teary eye and shook your head. You pull them into for a hug. "It's nothing. Just.. too much has been going on." You hear how their breath hitched for a moment and the small gasp that escaped them. "I'm here for you."

They wrap their arms around your waist, holding you close. You let out a sigh of relief as you mumble a "I love you." And you hear them say, "I love you too."

...

"Can I get a kiss from the light of my life?"

You laugh at the dramatic wording and tilt your head towards Misaki. Their eyes were already closed. You closed your eyes aswell and pressed a gentle kiss to their lips. You felt the excited smile grow on their lips. And now, you felt so much better.