Hellooooo it’s me if it’s not too much can you do a x GN!Reader between Redson and Syntax (being rivals) or if you can’t do that would you be able to do it with Peng and Macaque (also rivals)
❤️🔥 Nerds at War — Red Son and Syntax x GN Reader HCs 💻💚
Genres: Fluff, Comedy || they/them pronouns for reader, he/they/she pronouns for Red Son || No warnings needed
- Getting the attention of one snarky mech nerd was one thing, but catching the eye of two? That tended to be a bit of a whirlwind
- Both like to brag, so they both try to catch your attention with big displays of their accomplishments and showing off their inventions to you
- Syntax tries to be all suave and charming and Red Son will light the end of his long coat on fire to get him to run off so she can slide over and talk to you instead
- They're not good at hiding the rivalry, like at all. They argue in front of you all the time and are constantly very obviously one-upping the other to try and win your attention
- They often get into insult matches with one another
"Spoiled calf"
"Funny coming from the sewer dweller"
"HEY-"
- Both wanna spoil you in their own way, but their methods are pretty unconventional. Red Son keeps offering to take out enemies and burn stuff for you, while Syntax acts like his method of attempting to impress you with a bug designed to turn people into servant zombies is any better
- Red Son of course makes a point to brag about being royalty, while Syntax makes sure to mention that he's working for royalty. Both want you to experience a life of opulent luxury by their sides, but are also constantly putting down the other's kingdoms
- Syntax absolutely has tripped Red Son using his metal spider legs several times and pushes them out of the way using them whenever he wants to slide over to you
- Red Son loves to keep you warm using his natural body heat, while Syntax offers you his large jacket. They have gotten into fights before about which is better while you were just standing there chilly
- The second you even begin to seem upset at the bickering they drop it to swarm you with affection at the same time, the two demons finally putting their egos aside for another for once
- It really just boils down to they both want nothing but the best for you, and they both see themselves as the absolute best
- Syntax has hacked Red Son's electronics before out of spite. Red Son has lit fire to Syntax's gadgets in return
- Syntax gets infinitely annoyed when he tries to plan a whole scheduled day for you two only for Red Son to somehow always show up
- Both of them will absolutely beat up someone for you no questions asked, you just gotta make sure they don't automatically use that on each other
- Despite being equally snarky and witty, you're their shared soft spot. If you request peace, they'll both immediately do whatever it takes to keep you happy. They're just dorks in love at the end of the day, with really intense egos on top of that
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So you've written a one-shot of flirty!reader X Syntax, but what about a reverse? Syntax is very flirty and makes semi-suggestive remarks. Meanwhile, the reader is bright red the whole time and has no idea how to respond to all this intimate attention. Maybe Syntax pins the reader to the wall, presses his body close, tickling their neck with his hot breath.
so its taken me literally forever to get back to this request and im SO sorry but! if you still check out my blog you'll find it here :3
Probably shorter than my normal oneshots but its midnight and i finished all my duties for the night~
Context: Boredom should be a crime at this point. Huntsman is out on a mission, and you'd set a table for two to welcome Syntax's return from his own personal errand. Despite your anticipation for another innocent night of soft glances and sweet nothings, your idiot has something else in mind~
TW: Suggestive, plenty of flirting/fluff
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It honestly looks perfect.
You take a step back to admire the setup; a cheesy yet simple table set for two, with an elegant tablecloth and a few candles oozing molten wax. Anyone would appreciate the effort - you'd even taken the time to fold the napkins elegantly enough to elevate the look of your tablescape.
Perhaps it's a testament to how much you'd missed your idiot. Sure, Syntax's absence had only spanned 10 hours (yes you were counting), but you were clingy like that.
No, too clingy was impossible. Syntax is just as affection starved as you are.
Sighing in reverie, you settle on one of the chairs, chin resting on your palm. Absent fingers drummed on your cheek, and you let yourself daydream for a minute. The spider gang really had to decide that today, of all days, was the prime time to complete some missions they'd been avoiding. Huntsman finally went out to trade with a partnering demon; he'd been talking about it all week, leading you to chaste him for procrastinating. Or perhaps it was merely a cover story and he's currently visiting Sandy at the moment.
The Spider Queen, Zhizhu, and Goliath, had both taken their respective adventures on opposite sides of Megapolis. You knew better than to pry in the Queen's affairs, but Goliath had decided to restock on supplies like food and toiletries.
Simple things. You appreciate him for that dearly.
Yes, it's your money he's spending, but it's time out of your day that he relieved you of, so perhaps the financial aspect of it doesn't matter.
Ah, and that brings you to your dearly beloved scientist.
Syntax didn't want to go, let's get that out of the way. But Zhizhu convinced the spider demon to pay his old lab a visit in order to collect some old blueprints and research documents to further aid in his current projects. Those of which are too important to divulge with you, yet it's nothing personal.
He said he'd be back soon.
Instinctively, you glance towards the clock, the dull ticking a constant background noise in the apartment. It's soothing- a sound you know you'd miss if you had to move out.
6:45p.m..
You're about to let out possibly the deepest, most disappointment sigh known to man, when the jingle of keys fills the air. Perking up like a dog who'd scented nearby prey, you glance towards the apartment door, watching as it swings open to reveal a slumped character dressed in a familiar black lab coat over a dark turtleneck.
Gods, if you had a tail, it would be wagging.
"Syntax!" You gasp, sliding off the chair to approach him. The scientist's head tilts up, sharp eyes scanning the vicinity before landing on your figure. The way he softens and relaxes at the sight of you is something you'll forever cherish.
"Evening, darling." The gentle murmur washes over you, causing butterflies to swell in your belly. He accepts your hug, raising an arm to wrap around your shoulders, pulling you in as you fall into his side hug. "Missed me, I gather?" Syntax hums, eyes twinkling with amusement and fondness. He looks tired, if the shadows under his eyes have anything to say about it, but otherwise all right. It's a sight you never, ever want to become unfamiliar. Fuck, it's almost shameful how addicting his presence has become.
Huffing, you nuzzle his chest, content to burrow further into the warmth of his embrace, breathing in the ashen, vanilla scent that clings to his clothes, and a smell that's all uniquely his own.
"Yeah. Everyone was out today which gave me nobody to pester and nothing to do."
"Oh, how dulce. Aren't you a little ray of sunshine."
"A lonely ray of sunshine," you huff.
Syntax catches the whine in your tone, but doesn't comment on it. Rather, he closes the door behind him with a soft click! and turns his attention to you. The faint, dull thump of his bag being set down on the couch reaches your ears before both his arms encase your smaller frame. As he rests his chin atop your head, an uncontrollable smile filters the weariness out of your expression.
"Long day?"
The scientist merely hums, a soft rumble that vibrates in his chest. Lazy hands trace mindless patterns on your back, following the curve of your spine and giving you shivers. Oh, that's not fair. "Very long. Had an encounter with an old lab partner."
"Oh?" You cock an eyebrow, tilting your head to free your face. Soft eyes explore his visage of tired affection, the way those luminous, acid green eyes roam your features. It's tempting. "Do tell~"
Syntax quirks a brow. His grip tightens around you momentarily, his voice dipping a few octaves. "They were an ex, mind you."
Well. He could've told you that up front.
Head tilting, you knit your brows together and frown, deciding to play along. "Okay, don't tell."
"What if I want to? They were such a charmer, I distinctly remember the look in their eyes upon glimpsing the hickey you left on my neck," Syntax continues despite your words. Suddenly, his grip on you becomes too tight to wriggle out of. Gods, he knows you too well, knows that this is the exact moment you'd try to disentangle yourself from him, but not this time. With a soft chuckle, Syntax lets his head fall forward, dipping into the curve of your neck. "Their jealousy almost rivals yours at best, my love."
You manage a soft squeak, eyes flicking wide, body instinctively trying to slip away but to no avail. His hot breath on your neck sends shivers up your spine, yet your head tilts to the side despite your best efforts to hold firm.
"Oh?" You whisper, fingertips beginning to tremble, and you grip his shirt tightly. "Mocking me, are you?"
"Would you rather I praise you?"
A gentle kiss is pressed to your neck. The feeling makes your heart leap right out of your chest, the warmth of his lips churning up a rapid rubatosis within your mind.
You can hear your own heart pounding; surely Syntax can by now, too.
At your lack of response, Syntax lets out a dark, thoughtful hum. Slowly, he guides you backwards, hands sliding down your spine to settle firmly on your hips. When the hard surface of the counter presses against your back, reality comes crashing down on you and your thoughts return. Messy and scrambled, heated and intense.
He'd gotten to you.
"I'd rather you shut up-" You manage briefly, attempting to push him away. Yet all you manage to do is press a hand to his chest, and that inclines Syntax to raise an eyebrow.
It seems he's contemplating on having mercy. His thumbs absently stroke your hips, lidded eyes scanning your expression. A frisson of heat hits you hard and fast at the intimate behavior. In the end, though, the smirk on his face is answer enough, and he leans down so he's eye level with you.
Gods, he's insufferable. "I could shut you up with a kiss?" Syntax offers.
At this point, you can't make eye contact. "Syntax-"
"Shh." Syntax gently presses his forehead to yours, eyes never leaving your face. It's quiet. Until he rumbles, "You're so lovely, darling. Just let me look at you."
At that, the breath just leaves you. (Y/N) is gone, the lights have turned off in your mind. He'd struck you dumb with words alone. Clearly he's acknowledged your attempt at an intimate dinner, but the look in his eyes tells you he has other plans. A soft smile dawns on his lips, ones that you ache to kiss, to run your thumb over. But he's being so affectionate and flirty that your mind is short circuiting.
Syntax is taking his damn time. Acid green eyes scanning your face, full of nothing but adoration and love for you. And yet, at the same time it feels like he's teasing you with the silent intimacy. As if he knows how much this is affecting you.
Yeah. The soft smirk plastered on his face let's you know he's absolutely relishing in your awkwardness.
"You're not breathing."
The comment is airy, casual. His eyebrows lift.
You grimace, expelling a sharp breath through your nose, refusing to back down now and avert eyes. Syntax catches this, and gladly accepts the challenge.
He hums, lifting a hand to trace the shape of your jawline, tilting your chin up. "There we go. So quiet, little bird. Won't you sing?" The scientist leans down, ghosting a kiss against the corner of your lips, letting it linger. You can feel him smile against your cheek, relishing in the way your breath hitches. You push, and he only pulls you closer.
"I made- um. I made dinner," you whisper, a weak attempt to change the topic.
It's almost a defense mechanism when you can't handle intimacy.
When you can't handle receiving affection.
Syntax pauses, eyes sliding to the table, and he nods briefly. "I noticed," he mutters, his tone still deep. Almost hungry- but not for food. His hands slide lower, hooking under your thighs, and in a swift moment he lifts you up to sit on the counter.
"Wha- Syntax!" You yelp, instinctively wrapping your arms around his neck. He chuckles, loving how sensitive you are.
"Yes~?"
He's teasing.
Again.
Your brow furrows as Syntax nuzzles into the crook of your neck once more, littering the soft skin with little kisses and nips. He's being so gentle with it, too, in a way that makes it impossible to reprimand him. Your lips part to deliver a sharp retort, but suddenly he murmurs against your neck, sweet nothings that melt you to your very core.
"Missed you so much." A kiss is pressed to your jawline. "Can you imagine? Putting up with a past lover, wishing I had you in my arms..."
Syntax's hands tighten around your hips reflexively.
You gasp softly, eyes fluttering shut due to sheer overstimulation. Gods, your face is so red it burns. Words are useless; if you tried to speak you'd only embarrass yourself. Only his name is coherent on your tongue.
"Syntax . . ."
He purrs against your neck, pressing butterfly kisses all the way up to your lips. Pulling away, Syntax smirks. "Yes?"
You stare at him, cheeks burning impossibly red. "Nothing."
Those acid green eyes narrow to slits.
No, he missed you today. He wants your vulnerability, your softness. Your sloppy attempts at intimacy while he smothers you with affection he knows you struggle with handling. But he'll learn you out of your inexperience, Syntax is stubborn like that.
"Mm. Tell me more," the scientist chides, coaxing another soft gasp from your lips as his hands slide up to your waist. He loves having you up on the counter. You're more accessible that way.
"Or would you rather I shut you up with that kiss," he adds, smirking.
He's giving you a way out.
Swallowing, you nod desperately, leaning forward to capture his lips in a kiss- before Syntax leans back. Dark eyebrows shoot up, and he feigns disappointment.
"I believe my little songbird forgot how to ask nicely," he murmurs, waiting patiently.
Your eyes widen further, cheeks darkening to a rosy hue.
Oh, fuck him.
Absolutely fuck him.
He's not playing fair and he knows it.
"Syntax, please," you whisper, needing this. Needing a break from his teasing and tormenting, craving his touch more than anything. Being vulnerable can come after, surely. "Please just kiss me."
The spider demon waits for you to say the magic words, his expression softening. That signature smile tilts his lips upwards, and Syntax lets out a devious chuckle. Surely he won't make you suffer any longer, would he? He's merciful.
Indeed he is. Your breath is stolen as Syntax leans down, capturing your lips in a gentle, yet passionate kiss. Arms slide around your waist, holding you firmly against his larger frame as he tilts his head, chasing your lips, the gentle heat twisting your gut into a molten pit of pleasure. In that moment, you allow your eyes to close, a shaky sigh slipping out between kisses as you lose yourself in that moment. Dinner is utterly forgotten, yet part of you doesn't even care.
He's so nice, so warm, so perfect. The way he hums darkly against your lips sends sparks through your body like nothing else.
Hello! I’ve noticed one of your LMK posts of a scenario of cuddling with characters which I found very adorable! I enjoy your writing style and find it interesting! Otherwise, if it’s alright. May I request a angst to fluff scenario of an argument with the following LMK characters: Not-Mayor, Red-Son and Syntax?
a/n: found this ask while digging thru my drafts, hope my characterization is okay! I haven't watched the show in a while.
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tags: ansgt to fluff. arguments, gn reader
mayor doesn't like arguing, and when you're upset because of him, which makes him sad. granted, if it's a situation where he knows he's right, he won't back down, but other than that, he'd tried to rectify the situation. he'd wait until he thinks you're calm enough to talk to you. once that parts over, he'll make you one of your favorite meals that he memorized by heart. following that could be movies, going on a walk or simply cuddling. anything to make you feel better.
red son is a very short tempered person. It is easy for him to get upset, and while he usually doesn't get upset at you, it can still happen every once in a while. Sometimes, he blows up on you for something out of your control or something that was an accident. It's not until he cools off that he realizes his mistake. he tries to make up for it the best way he can, with gifts. handmade by yours truly. he'd also let you spar with him so you can unleash any anger you have out.
syntax doesn't get angry often, snippy? sure every but never angry. he gets angry whenever his projects don't turn out the way it should, and understandably makes him frustrated. Sometimes, his anger gets directed at you, and then argument ensues. afterward, he avoids you, needing space to clear his head and calm down. when he's ready, he'll come to you, a small toy he made for you in hand that he gives you during his apology. he then spend the rest of the day with you, watching your favorite shows even if he doesn't like them.
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A/N: Greetings chat! Honestly I wanted to give some food back to this place, I love and miss y'all and I've deeefinitely grown a lot in my takes. I'll be using a new tagging format too!
Tags: Romance, Headcanons, Fluff, OSDD Reader(s), DID Reader(s)
It was a bit confusing trying to talk to you and then all of a sudden you were going by a different name, maybe even a different GENDER, and were talking as if you barely knew him
It turned out you were understandably extremely anxious about revealing your status as a System to him
Though he wasn't overly familiar with OSDD/DID, he went looking for the few available resources that weren't littered with bias or ableist language (no small feat)
After this he decided it would be best to treat each alter like a new person, first asking if they recognized him before introducing himself and explaining his role in the life of the alter(s) he knows
Of course this doesn't diminish his feelings for you in the slightest
If anything he now sees that he must win the affections of every alter (except if they're age regressors/littles/kids of course)
While definitely not the best with kids, Syntax did decide that he could suck it up for your sakes. Through trial and error and lots of questions, he figured out how to act as a proper caretaker for the little alter(s). Though intimidation is his domain, with you all he can't bring himself to be as stern
This has the effect of anyone who scares the System or upsets them being faced with an extra dose of his wrath
Of course he'd never let you see what he does to the offenders, he doesn't want to upset you so badly you form another alter
He never fancied himself a man of romance, but he does occasionally wonder for those alters who are of age if he ought to buy a ring each of them would like or if he should only get one
Wasssup! sorry if it's short and if there's any misspelling ^^
Syntax romance hcs
He definitely loves talking about his latest ideas or inventions loves having you near him or sitting on his lap as he talks about it.
Don't ever say your going to a store to get something fixed this dude will show up at your house to fix it because "Those fools lack skills and would only make it worse while overcharging you" will definitely add upgrades too.
He gets very worried about your safety and offers to go with you whenever you go out he tries to not be too overbearing so if you want space he will listen [may ask if it's okay to track your phone]
Not that much of a jealous person unless either someone is actually flirting with you or it's Huntsman will definitely but into the conversation and talk over them boasting about his latest accomplishment.
He would swoon if you help remind him to drink and eat he gets too deep into thought while working on projects so if you just slide a cup of water to him while giving him a small kiss on the side of his head you have him kicking his feet giggling completely flustered.
He returns the favor a lot too making sure you maintain your health too may any celestial being save you if he finds out you've skipped eating oh and if you haven't been drinking water only energy drinks a juice yeah he's gonna sit you at the table with a bottle of water and not let you leave until you finished it.
You have a special interest? He wants you hear you rant about it loves listening to you talking about any topic and will try and gift you things that's about the interest and you want to rant about your day? Come sit because he will listen intently someone pissed you off today? He's insulting there family name.
Before turning into a spider demon I think he used to have a really bad immune system so he got sick a lot so whenever you're sick he definitely knows what to do while cheering you up and since he's not human anymore he wouldn't get sick so he's by your side instantly.
Hiya would you possibly be able to Do Macaque, Sun Wukong and (and possibly) Syntax who’s gained a crush on S/O, but the S/O is extremely shy and awkward?
MULTI x SHY!AWKWARD!READER | written by MOD clever
warnings; none
Six-Eared Macaque, Sun Wukong, and Syntax who’s crush is shy and awkward...
Six-Eared Macaque
- He is honestly, out of these three at least, the most to actually gain a crush on someone who’s shy and awkward. It depends really, but he’ll just learn that they are just, really considerate and easy to fluster.
- They probably don’t talk often, especially with strangers, and with that he can relate, he doesn’t exactly like talking to strangers either. Although he’s just able to hide that feeling much better.
- But, if they know each other, then let’s just say he’d give a lot of flirty teases. He’ll play it off as a joke, for *both* of their sakes, but is genuinely interested in how it would play out.
- I said it before, he has trust issues. He may actually think it’s an act, deceit. At first. If he takes legitimate interest, he’ll stick around, and soon realize that, maybe he was wrong about his thoughts on them.
- If anything were to ever make fun of, or verbally attack his crush just for not being talkative, or too scared to talk to people, he’ll simply appear behind his crush and glare at the person. Like I said, simple.
- He doesn’t try to break them out of their shell. He gets it, uncomfortable to talk to people, just wants to stay reserved so nobody else can disturb them. He understands. If they want to change, then he’ll *try* to help, but otherwise, he likes them for who they are.
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Sun Wukong
- I can picture him 50/50, it really depends. He’s a stubborn, charming, and a bit egotistical of a creature. While, yes, he’s reserved, just not to the point where he’s not willing to talk to people. He needs time to understand that being shy is just, something some people can’t exactly control.
- His outgoing personality definitely clashes against his crush’s personality. He’s going to try and change that, make them more confident and have some selflessness. Patience is key here, I’ll be honest.
- Similar to Macaque, he’ll think it’s a trick, but only for a second. He’ll realize that his crush just doesn't like interacting with people, and keeps to themselves. Even if he finds it confusing, he doesn’t get involved until his crush actually develops over them.
- FLIRT- A HUGE FLIRT TRUST ME- He’ll stick around often and be a bit affectionate even. He likes seeing how flustered they can get.
Anyone ever tried to insult (Y/N) for being shy? Welp, they’re gonna have to deal with a very stubborn and sassy monkey, that’s for sure. He doesn’t like when people are mean to others, especially when it’s something they’ve just, grown with.
- A bit awkward around them at first, due to the opposite personalities, but over time, will become overprotective and charming towards them. They just have to learn how to deal with this childish monkey.
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Syntax (FINALLY!!!)
- Okay, listen, this man doesn’t go well with shy and awkward people. He’s so used to competitiveness and anger, he thinks he doesn’t have time for people like that. Not to say he can’t fall for someone like that, it’s just less likely.
- He’s smart, *way* too egotistical for his own good. His personality just doesn’t seem to go well with someone who’s shy and doesn’t like talking to people. Another one who needs patience in order for this relationship to actually work out.
- This man is so confused when he develops a crush, because huh??? WHY??? They’d have to be around him for a long time, and even then, he’s still trying to get used to their shyness. Trust me though, after he figures out how this would work, it works out *well-*
- A bit of a flirt? I feel like he’d do it unintentionally and react confused when he sees his crush all flustered and red faced- Before realizing himself and quickly moves on from the situation. He continues to then ignore them for the next hour cause he’s stupid with emotions-
- The second someone even shows signs of hurting his crush’s feelings, he’s over there, slyfully and proudly insulting them, being a smartass. Belittling them, insulting their intelligence, it’s a funny and entertaining scene, really.
- This relationship just, needs time, that’s all. Take time to actually get used to the other, and learn how to clash with their personalities. If he genuinely likes them, he’s going to tru hard with it.
