#serval x reader

Acheron:

It wasn't much, but you did your best. You had practically scoured the universe to find exactly what you were looking for. Your search took you to the farthest reaches of the galaxy, but eventually you found exactly what you were looking for. It was perfect, but the only opinion that mattered was hers.

From searching for the perfect gift, to now searching for Acheron herself, you were once again traveling. Acheron didn't like to be found, a trait you respected. But with the perfect present in hand, you wanted to give it to her as soon as possible. She deserved to know that there were people who were thinking about her and wanted to do nice things for her.

Eventually, you did manage to find Acheron on some hidden planet far from most inhabited systems. But that was just her way. She needed a calm, quiet place where she could just be. You didn't fault her in the slightest. It was only natural to want your space.

You found her meditating near a small pool of water, her sword laid across her lap in its plain black sheath. It was such a serene moment, almost like a painting you would find for sale on the Xianzhou Luofu. Moments like these reminded you just how beautiful Acheron is and how much you loved being near her, even if she wasn't saying anything.

"State your business." 

You also didn't mind when her voice was sharp and authoritative like that. She wasn't even looking at you. But she was trained to pick up even the slightest sound or barest hint of movement. You're not surprised she heard you at all.

"I have something for you." Getting right down to brass tacks, you go to gather the present you've searched the entire galaxy for.

One of her eyes cracks open. "Something for me?"

A small smirk played at the corner of your mouth. You didn't think she would be interested so this is a pleasant surprise.

"Yep. It took forever for me to find it and I had to haggle the price down." You grab the large parcel, giving it a gentle squeeze before holding it out to her. "But it was all worth it. I knew it was going to be perfect for you and I couldn't wait to see the look on your face when you saw it."

Acheron's eyes are fully open now. She looks at what you're offering her first. Then, carefully, she takes the wrapped package. With steady fingers, she undoes the laces and pulls the paper away.

Inside is a brand new sheath. It's simple, but has flowers embossed on the black leather. It's perfect for her sword.

She stares at it for a long moment before looking up at you. "Is this for me?"

You nod, beaming with pride. "Yep! Do you like it?"

Acheron doesn't say anything at first. She just looks at you. But eventually, she puts the sheath to the side, along with her sword. Standing up, she does something surprising.

She hugs you.

"Thank you." She whispers in your ear.

Smiling wider, you hug her back. "You're very welcome."

Aglaea:

Aglaea can't see the future, not really. She can get a sense of what the future may hold, but not exact details. Still, it's very hard to surprise her with anything.

It wasn't due to a lack of trying. You've attempted many different tricks to try and surprise her. You've hid in some pretty creative places in an attempt to catch her off-guard. You've also gone out of your way to find the most hole-in-the-wall places to take her on dates and looked for the most niche presents to give her.

But every attempt to surprise has been fruitless. You can see it in Aglaea's eyes that she saw your attempt to surprise her fail. At least she's kind enough to let you down easily. She graciously accepts every attempt, but you know there's just no way to actually truly surprise her.

"You're sulking again." Aglaea mumbles in between her humming as she works around you.

Your head lolls to the side on your desk, a pout tugging at your lips. "Is it that obvious?"

"Painfully."

You let out a little groan. Even blind, she can still see your emotions from a mile away. You rub a hand down your face, taking in a deep breath. "Sorry. Did you need me to work on something?"

She shakes her head. "Not particularly. But if you have something on your mind, you're free to share it."

"Why don't you guess instead?" Your words come out more bitter than you mean them to. You sigh and shake your head. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to say it like that."

"I know what you meant." She turns to face you even though she can't see you. "I know why you're upset."

"Yeah?"

"You're upset because I knew about the cupcake." 

Earlier today, you tried to surprise Aglaea by making her cupcakes. You're not a baker and, more often than not, things end up burnt to a crisp when you try. But you were determined to make the best cupcake ever for her and surprise her that it was actually edible. It took countless tries and you almost burnt down your kitchen twice, but you managed to secure a singular halfway decent cupcake.

When you brought it to her, she took a big bite and told you it was perfect just like she thought it would be. You knew she was lying. Any time she tried to eat your creations, she would always take little nibbles because they weren't very good. You couldn't even surprise her with a cupcake. It was demoralizing.

"It's petty, I know." You sigh.

Aglaea hums in response. "I don't necessarily think so. You did your best and it really was a good cupcake. It was certainly better than most of your attempts."

Her little giggle makes you scowl but you can't help a genuine smile beginning to poke through.

"All I'm saying is I appreciate the effort." She explains. "That's what I love the most about you: all of the effort you put in for someone like me. You don't have to, and yet, you do. It means everything to me. So please don't pout just because you can't surprise me."

Her words hit your heart like Cupid's arrow. It makes you melt a little. She really did care that much about all the effort you put in for her, didn't she? Perhaps that was better than finally surprising her. Perhaps knowing that she saw your effort and loved you for it made it all better. With a smile, you walk over to her and give her a gentle hug.

"I love you too."

Ashveil:

"BORED!"

You can feel your eye twitch when you hear Ashveil yell from his refrigerator. He's been cooped up there since last week. Things have been slow for him and while he's enjoyed it for the most part, he's hated the fact that you're dumping paperwork on him. That was the kind of work he found boring and beneath him.

"You wouldn't be bored if you would just finish the reports like I asked you to do three days ago." You shoot back, not looking up from your computer.

The lid to the refrigerator opens and Ashveil pokes his head up to look at you. "If I finished those reports, what exactly would you be doing then, my little assistant?"

You sigh, pinching the bridge of your nose. He's not exactly wrong. He did hire you to do all of the paperwork for him. But you're so behind after a burst of cases a month ago. You needed help to finish all of them. Besides, he knew more about some of these cases than you did.

"Fine. I'll write the reports. But could you at least take a look at what I've written to make sure everything is accurate please?" It's the least he could do, instead of hiding in his refrigerator all day.

He hesitates before letting out a dramatic sigh. "If I must, I must."

You watch Ashveil step out of his refrigerator and go over to your stack of completed files. He thumbs through them before giving you a thumbs up. "Looks great, kid! Excellent work as always!"

Your scowl deepens. "Can you please take this seriously? These reports need to get done!"

He chuckles and pokes your nose. "You need to learn to take things a little less seriously, my dear."

It was always like this with him. Every time you tried to get him to work, he would find a way to skimp and shirk. It was annoying and it grated on your nerves. But the pay was good and the cases were exciting when they came around. You couldn't give it up. So you simply scowl at his blase attitude and return to your work at hand.

Ashveil chuckles at your serious nature before returning to his refrigerator. "You'll see in time. Life is meant to be enjoyed. You don't need to work all the time. Everything is much nicer when you take life slower."

"Speak for yourself." You snap back. "Some of us need money to keep food on the table and a roof over our heads. Or have you forgotten about things like that."

He shakes his head. "Not forgotten. But you still have money. When the money runs out, you go out and get more. But we're doing just fine right now."

You open your mouth to protest when the door to the office opens. Standing in the doorway looks to be a hopelessly confused young man. You straighten up, ready to greet him.

"Is this where I can find Mr Ashveil? I think I might have a case for him."

Immediately you perk up. Finally! A case.

Ashveil groans, slamming the lid down on his refrigerator. "No! Not another case!"

Jing Yuan:

General Jing Yuan. A man who is revered and highly sought after. A truly one of a kind individual. And you were one of the lucky recruits under him. 

It was a position you held with pride. Anyone part of the Xianzhou Alliance, particularly aboard the Xianzhou Luofu, dreamed of being in his division. It took a lot of hard work and dedication to get here and you weren't going to squander your opportunity for a moment.

However, there were some disadvantages to your prestigious position. While General Jing Yuan did care about the welfare of all who resided aboard the Xianzhou Luofu, he wasn't the most hands-on of mentors. He tended to let his recruits do whatever they felt was best. While he stood up when times were tough, Jing Yuan genuinely kept things running smoothly by not doing much at all.

It wasn't easy for you to get used to. You were used to strict discipline, rules, and order. But this was the chance of a lifetime. Letting the leadership style of the great General Jing Yuan get to you was not going to happen. Not now, not ever.

You were going about your daily rounds in your section of the Xianzhou Luofu, when you noticed something out of the ordinary. You couldn't quite tell what it was. But you weren't about to let something that could be a problem slip away from you. So, with careful grace and stealth, you follow what you think you saw.

Just as you reach a small, secluded area between buildings, something hits you. Literally. You feel something tap the back of your arm. It has you grabbing your sword in a flash and whirling around to come face to face with none other than General Jing Yuan himself. He's holding his own spear, a lazy smirk on his face.

"Not bad." He replies. "But you gotta do better than that if you want to beat me."

You watch as he drops into a fighting stance and you barely have enough time to react before he's attacking. Your shock puts you on the defense at first. You have no idea why he's suddenly attacking you like this, but it doesn't take long for you to put the pieces together. He's not hitting very hard and he's being pretty clear with his moves, giving you ample time to block and defend.

Jing Yuan is sparring with you.

And you're much better at it than he thinks you are. So you let muscle memory take over. Getting into your own position, you begin to move from defense to offense. His smirk only widens when he realizes you've caught on. 

The sound of a sword hitting a spear could be heard as the two of you battled it out. You're still not quite sure why he began this impromptu sparring session. But that isn't going to stop you from winning. You're going to give it everything you got. Maybe it's to prove that you belong here. Maybe it's to prove that you're good enough. Maybe it's just to show off. Whatever reason you have, you're fighting until it's time to call it quits.

Eventually, Jing Yuan disarms you, pinning you to the ground with his spear. You don't exactly know how it happened, but you were disappointed that it did. He chuckles before offering you a hand up.

"Nicely done, recruit. Excellent form and fantastic technique. I am impressed."

You can't help but smile at the praise. It's the most you've gotten since joining his division. "Thank you, sir. But why-"

"It's how I always conduct my mandatory one-on-one evaluations with my recruits." He explains, shooting you a wink. "I need to make sure those who are in my division can still think on their feet. And you performed quite admirably. I am very impressed."

Your cheeks begin to burn as you nod. "Thank you, sir. Truly."

Jing Yuan waves off your appreciation. "No thanks necessary. Now, how about we take a break. Maybe get something to eat?"

Your smile widens. "That sounds like a wonderful idea!"

Kafka:

Anyone who's anyone knows who the Stellaron Hunters are. The elite task force travels from system to system in an attempt to prevent the prophesized Four Apocalypses. Of course, their mission is far more sinister than that, but it's not something they advertise.

Out of all the Hunters, the one you are most acquainted with is Kafka. As someone who's charted most of the galaxy, Kafka comes to you when one of their missions requires detailed travel notes. You know better than to try and fight them. So you give the maps that you have over when they need them. 

You never know when a Hunter is going to burst through your office door or, in Kafka's case, come in through your window. So your head is constantly on a swivel. You could be needed at a moment's notice. It was not exactly a pleasant way to live, consistently afraid that someone or something was going to come for you. But you didn't complain. You couldn't.

Currently, you're finishing up some work in your office. A scout recently returned with new information about a border system that was very interesting. You were cross-referencing the data with information you already had. You were actually enjoying learning new things late at night.

"Knock knock."

"OH MY STARS!" You practically scream when you hear a soft tapping at your window. Your hand clutches your chest as you whip around to face Kafka. "A warning next time? Maybe?"

She lets out a low chuckle as she strides into your office. "Now what fun would that be? I like this arrangement much better."

You scowl and shake your head. "If you've come for a map to the Vezalara system, you're too late. Blade picked it up last night."

"That's not why I'm here."

You can't help but flinch at her words. She's not here for a map? So then why was Kafka here? Did you do something wrong? Has she come to tie up loose ends or something?

Before you can voice your concern, she takes a step closer to you. "I am here because I wanted to see you?"

"See me? Why? Have I done something wrong?"

She shakes her head. "No. This isn't a work visit or a threatening visit. This is a surprise personal call."

You can feel your cheeks heat up at her words. "A personal call?"

Kafka nods, a smirk playing on her perfect lips. "Yes. I wanted to spend time with you. Just you, all alone."

"Oh."

You feel a little conflicted. You know better than to mess with the Stellaron Hunters. That means you shouldn't say no to her. However you can't help but feel like there's an ulterior motive here. Surely she wants something from you.

Kafka speaks before you can. Backing you up against your desk, she leans in close. "How about we open a bottle of wine and talk? Sounds good?"

You swallow before nodding. "Sure. That sounds doable."

She smiles. "Good. I'm happy to hear it, love."

Moze:

You love Moze. What's not to love? He's protective, sweet, and gentle towards you. Sure, he's a little on the quiet side and had a nasty temper when it came down to it, but he never let any of his more negative traits come out around you. He was always so kind and considerate with you.

There was just one thing you didn't love about him. He was quiet and so it was easy for him to sneak up on you. It gets you every time, making you leap into the air and scream before you curse him out while he looks at you perplexed. You really did love him, but it annoyed you how easy it was for him to surprise you like this.

Right now, you were doing the dishes. A perfect opportunity for him to come in and scare the crap out of you. So you kept your ears open and your head on a swivel. Moze would be home any minute now and you were determined to be ready for him, no matter what.

But even the best laid plans and constance supervision cannot stop even the most silent of individuals.

You had only turned your head for a second, to put a plate in the drying rack, when you heard that voice.

"Hello."

A startled scream escaped you and you jumped away from him. "Moze! For the love of, quit doing that!"

He tilted his head to the side, almost like a puppy. "Doing what?"

"Sneaking up on me! Scaring me! You're going to give me a heart attack one day!" For extra emphasis, you place a hand over your heart, where you can feel it rapidly beating.

Again, he looks confused. "I'm not trying to scare you."

A sigh escapes you. You know that. You know he doesn't mean it intentionally. It just happens so often and it's so easy for you to be startled by him. It's not his fault. 

"You're right, you're right. You're not trying to. You're just naturally quiet. And I get easily startled. That's on me."

With a small frown, he gently takes your wrist. "It's not your fault."

You sigh and give a small nod. It's not your fault either. It's just how the two of you are. He sneaks up on you because he's naturally quiet. You startle easily when he does. No one is to blame for any of this. But that doesn't make it any easier. So you gently poke his chest.

"Still, you don't have to be so quiet all the time." You lightly tease him.

Moze cracks a tiny smile. "Perhaps you're right."

You chuckle before turning back to do the dishes. "Since you're here, you can help me. I need someone to dry these dishes."

"I think you have it covered just fine."

"Don't go sneaking away, mister! You're going to help me!"

Serval:

Perhaps you're just not as observant as you thought you were. Perhaps you were completely blindsided because you were so busy with your other work. Perhaps there was something blocking you from seeing what everyone else saw.

Either way, you were totally caught off-guard when Gepard told you of his plans tonight.

"You're… what?"

He frowns. "Going to Serval's concert tonight. Didn't you know?"

Your cheeks heat up with embarrassment as you slowly shake your head. You feel like a bad significant other for not knowing she was having a concert tonight. How had you missed it? Serval was great at promoting her work. How could you not have seen it?

Gepard chuckles before patting your shoulder. "Well, there's still time. You can easily get in to see her. Everyone knows you should be there anyways."

You give him a half-hearted smile. "Thanks for telling me about tonight. I appreciate it."

It didn't take you long to prepare for the concert. It's not like Serval cared about how you looked, but you enjoyed putting together a fitting ensemble for her shows. Nothing too flashy but something fun. When you were ready, you made your way to the venue during set-up and scoured through the halls.

You find the green room in record time and knock on the door. It opens to reveal Serval already prepared for the concert, her hair done and her makeup making her look absolutely perfect. She smiles when she sees you and pulls you into a big hug.

"You're here! I didn't think you would come!" She gushes.

A disappointed sigh escapes you. "If I had known, I would have been here sooner." Holding her face in your hands, you give her an earnest look. "I'm sorry, I really am. I should have known about this concert and should have been here for you. I'm sorry I didn't notice. I don't know what I was thinking."

She shakes her head and pecks your nose. "Don't even start apologizing to me. You were busy! You've been so focused helping Bronya and Seele integrate both the Overworld and Underworld people of Jarilo-VI. It's okay that something like this fell by the way side. I don't mind at all that it slipped your mind."

You shake your head. "But it's not fair to you! You're my girlfriend! I am supposed to be there for you and support you! I can't believe I missed something like this!"

"Stop." She gently says, holding you close. "I know you support me and I know how much you love me. Besides, you're here now and that's all that matters. You haven't missed a single thing. So quit beating yourself up and enjoy the music tonight, okay?"

With a soft sigh, you nod. "Okay. Yes. That I can do."

Serval giggles before kissing your lips. "Good. Although, I am surprised you missed that I was having a concert tonight. I mean, there were fliers plastered literally everywhere across Belobog."

You groan as you press your forehead to hers. "I thought you were trying to make me feel better?"

"I also have to humble you a little. It's all because I love you."

they’ll press down on your lower stomach, gently massaging the tension out of your body, and press a little bit harder when the cramps decide to fight back. either spooning or laying down together, they’re doing their absolute best to help you because they absolutely hate seeing you in pain— either they’re complete yappers who ramble on and on about the strangest things to distract you, or they just sit quietly with you, a soothing and comforting presence, there with you every step of the way as your insides literally shred themselves.

and they’re holding your hair back when the nausea hits, sitting with you even when you’ve accepted that your new home is the bathroom and they should leave you to live their lives freely. they’re not going anywhere, obviously, and the only time they do leave your side is to get your more tampons/pads or make you something small your stomach can handle before you can pop a pill (prescribed, because that midol shit doesn’t FUCKING work!).

they even take your mouthing off with a grain of salt— they know how it feels to be irrationally irritated at everything always, to have everyone asking you dumbass questions while you’re literally bleeding out of your vagina, possibly even bleeding out entirely, so they don’t take your attitude to heart. they know your needs, and wordlessly meet them because they know you’re in pain, and besides— not only will you kiss them breathless when you’re finally free, but you’ll return the favor when they’re on their period too!

and here’s some lil bonus headcanons <3

the chatty kathys who don’t shut their mouths and say literally whatever is on their mind just to see you smile, giggle or just to distract you from your cramps; even just reading, or singing or humming is enough for them, as long as they’re what you’re focusing on:

beidou, hu tao, lisa, dehya, furina, navia (genshin); stelle, serval, asta, feixiao, topaz (hsr); belle, nicole, grace, astra, vivian, pulchra, burnice (zzz); jianxin, lupa, iuno, ciaccona, cantarella, phoebe (wuwa); corso, ariel, serpent, sumire, yingying, chelsea, pricilla, zephyr, bai yi, mcqueen, coquelic, eureka, joan, adela, lady pearl, deren, eleven, shawn, raven, yugu, chameleon, korryn, stargazer, zero, bianca, l.l, moore, dove, mira, jasmine (ptn)

the ones who sit with you in the quiet, focused on keeping their hands going in a soothing rhythm beneath your navel; they don’t have to say anything, their presence is more than enough, and that alone makes you feel the tiniest bit better:

jean, rosaria, ningguang, yae miko, yelan, shenhe, ei, clorinde, chiori, kujou sara, eula, ayaka, arlecchino, (genshin); himeko, kafka, fu xuan, jingliu, hanya, yukong, acheron, black swan, jade, ruan mei, the herta (hsr); evelyn, jane, zhu yuan, rina, caesar (zzz); f!rover, zani, yinlin, changli, the shorekeeper, augusta, phrolova, carlotta (wuwa); f!chief, nightingale, zoya, ninety-nine, lysandra, anne, cassia, hamel, jelena, thistle, uni, eirene, tetra, thalia, kelvin, cinnabar, enfer, nox, yao, iron, rahu, labyrinth, matilda, oak casket, shalom, garofano, cabernet, rahu, langley, angell, du ruo, macchiato, dreya, mantis, vanilla, rise, vautour bleu, augustus, parfait, ceto (ptn)

girls who have cold hands: they’re your personal water bottle right out of the freezer; a delicious contrast to the uncomfortable heat of your skin and a temporary ail to the attempted massacre happening in your uterus:

rosaria, jean, beidou, yelan, shenhe, kujou sara, navia, candace, chasca, mualani, xilonen, hu tao, escoffier (genshin); acheron, jingliu, yukong, hanya, ruan mei, the herta, serval, seele, natasha, cipher, aglaea, feixiao, march 7th, fu xuan (hsr); jane doe, grace, zhu yuan, caesar (zzz); iuno, carlotta, cantarella, ciaccona, sanhua, baizhi, yangyang, jianxin, zhezhi, f!rover, camellya, phrolova (wuwa); f!chief, zoya, bai yi, angell, shalom, du ruo, langley, rahu, lysandra, cinnabar, oak casket, cassia, hamel, jelena, nightingale, tetra, nox, kelvin, shawn, corso, anne, serpent, zero, adela, yingying, stargazer, l.l, cabernet, coquelic, augustus, ceto, macchiato, labyrinth, yugu, vautour bleu, dreya, mantis, rise, eleven, deren (ptn)

girls who have warm hands: they’re your heating pad <3 sometimes, you need to fight fire with fire, and their criminally warm hands are just the thing you need to calm the cramps down, pressing on your stomach with a heat that surprisingly soothes:

lisa, ningguang, clorinde, yae miko, dehya, arlecchino, mavuika, ei, amber, lisa, chiori, emilie (genshin); himeko, black swan, kafka, robin, stelle, bronya, tingyun/fugue, robin, asta (hsr); belle, nicole, rina, pulchra, burnice, yanagi (zzz); augusta, lupa, zani, phoebe, changli, jinhsi, danjin, chixia, yinlin, the shorekeeper (wuwa); ariel, sumire, shalom, garofano, matilda, uni, thistle, pricilla, eureka, lady pearl, eirene, thalia, tetra, langley, vanilla, yao, bianca, moore, korryn, zephyr, ninety-nine, dove, mira, raven (ptn)

The feeling of infatuation was odd for her , but it was something worth researching on , she thinks. Ruan Mei wonders why she feels soft when she's with you. Like she can take a nap with no worries of betrayal.

Though she probably wouldn't see it as romantic and rather something to be curious of and analyzing. Is her heart racing more than yesterday? Is she feeling warmer with you? Is she staring longer than she needs to? Everyday , it changes. Youre kind of her guinea pig at this point.

The chances of being together as a couple is low , BUT NEVER ZERO 🙏

HYSILENS⋆˚࿔

Hysilens swore this was just a small crush , but she couldn't help it. Her feelings dropped deeper and deeper each day with you. The prolonged gaze goes unnoticed by you , the small act of service remained platonic in your head.

She would try to tease you a little more just to get a reaction from you. Hysilens would always be there when you want her to , making her attached.

The way you show your love is a bit different. You'd listen to her very well , even if she explains her likes and dislikes in a vague way , you keep it in your head!

But hey , its all just "platonic" , right?

CYRENE⋆˚࿔

Cyrene really hopes to the sky that one day , you'll be hers and she'll be yours. Her admiration for you has probably gone by for years now , she's not planning on backing down.

Though it may seem like she's treating you like she does with everyone else , with the same kindness , politeness , sharing laughters. There was definitely something different.

Its very subtle but its there! She'd brush her hand over yours , hoping you'd take it. She would try and get a little closer , close enough that the tip of your noses touches!

You think that you are way out of Cyrene's league and that's whats stopping you from making a move. It was way too risky!

Meanwhile , Cyrene has already been trying to state out the obvious but she couldn't be super straightforward. Maybe one day her frustrations would boil over and finally blurt her feelings out!

SERVAL⋆˚࿔

Insists on you coming to musical fests. She wants you to hear her sing and play her guitar , She wants to see you in the sea of crowds. Glowing and smiling.

Serval does have multiple playlists of songs that reminds her of you! Including some of your favorites <3

Gepard definitely knows about you! Serval won't stop yapping about how beautiful you are , inside and out.

+ Every song IS about you 🙏🙏🙏

serval

serval would prefer dates that are a bit more hands-on. she would take a page from lynx’s book and take you out on a camping date to watch the aurora. it's been long since she went camping but the knowledge from when she was serving in the army still remains in her.

but instead of preparing the camping materials beforehand, she’d be the type to just go with the flow. she’d bring a few essentials and the rest will be decided along you go and with serval’s quick thinking. the camping goes smoothly for the most part aside from some hiccups like monsters and serval burning the food.

she’d bring her guitar along too, of course. she’d play for you with the aurora as witness and the hearth of the camp fire embracing the both of you with warmth.

“the view looks amazing here, serval. thank you for taking me here,” you look up at the countless streaks of emerald painting the sky. “yes, it’s breathtaking,” serval mutters in reply and you turn towards her to see her blue eyes already on you. she smiles at you before standing up and going inside the tent, leaving you confused. she comes back with her guitar.

“i know this is cheesy but i thought it wouldn’t hurt being romantic from time to time,” she plops downs and gives the acoustic a few strums. “i dedicate this song to you, my love.”

bronya

as the supreme guardian, she is always swamped with work thus there are only a few times when she goes outside. this also means that dates between the two of you are rare if you don’t count eating meals with her.

she can’t really take you on movies like normal couples because it would take the whole facility to be rented out and bronya’s nice enough to think about the other civilians whose plans might be ruined because of her personal endeavors. the times that she is able to go outside, she takes you for a walk in the gardens. you both walk down the flower path, talking about anything and everything. both of your hands are intertwined as the both of you admired all the kinds of plants that managed to withstand belobogs harsh climates.

at the end of the path awaits a picnic she readied herself, she insists that she should be the one to prepare without any help from the servants to add her personal touch. the act of preparing sandwiches and picking the right blanket has special value to bronya since she can’t be there for you to do acts of service most of the time.

after your appetite is satiated, both of you lay down to admire the sky. bronya falls asleep besides you peacefully, even sleep is a luxury the supreme guardian can’t afford nowadays so you’re glad to see her rest. you press a kiss to her forehead as bronya forgets the worries of the planet and the responsibilities of a huge title.

“peanut butter and jelly, check. grilled cheese, check. orange juice, check. apple juice, check.” bronya mutters as she goes through the menu she prepared for the third time. it’s not as grandiose as one would think when dating the supreme guardian but she prepared a little bit of each, to say the least, to make up for the simplicity.

she heard footsteps from behind and saw you approaching. she wipes her sweaty hands on her skirt, your relationship has been going on for quite a while but still you never fail to make her nervous. “sorry. i hope i didn’t make miss supreme guardian wait for too long,” you smile at her and bronya’s heart soars. “you’re just in time,” she pats the spot beside her. you sit beside her not before raising your eyebrows at the plethora of food baskets laid in front of you.

“bronya, you didn’t have to prepare all of this,” you were touched to find the amount of effort your girlfriend put. “this is the least i could do. i’ve been neglecting my duties to you, allow me to make up for it,” she takes your hands and kiss the back of it, a gesture she couldn’t do in public.

stelle

the perfect bonding time for stelle is rummaging through trash cans together but since not everyone can appreciate the art of opening trash cans she’s fine with something similar. that’s how most of your dates are: going to junk shops or thrift stores. she like going over all the trinkets even if the item doesn’t have any particular use or is unable to operate anymore. she’s more interested in the history: how it was made and how it ended up there.

i feel like she’s also interested with unopened safes or treasure boxes and she’d buy them just so you can both guess what’s inside and opening them together. think of blind boxes they sell online. then you’ll make up wild stories of the items.

she’s probably friends with the owners and the staff. everytime both of you go somewhere new you’d both make it a point to go to the local junk shop. it helps both of you to learn about the lifestyle and culture of the planet.

you probably have a pile of random things that stelle found in your room. most of the time they remind her of you something like “this toothbrush made me think of that one time you washed the sink” or somthing. the item doesn’t really correlate with the memory but its more than enough to prove her unconditional love for you

you hear a knock on your door and you open it to find your girlfriend beaming at you while holding up two trash bags. “look what i got, babe!” she smiles at you proudly. “that’s great, stelle! i’ll go prepare a bath,” you say as you automatically head towards the bathroom, you were used to this. “nuhuh, where do you think you’re going?” stelle drops the reeking trash on your bedroom floor and snakes her hands around your waist to pull you close to her.“

we’re not going anywhere until i get my kiss,” she blinks her eyes at you like a cute puppy and you sigh before grabbing her sides of her face for a passionate kiss. she hums against your lips as the weight of her body crushes you. you both pull away breathless only for her to pout at you like a kicked puppy, “one more."

seele

seele may not admit it but she likes hanging out with kids. she says they annoy her and the only reason she’s with them is because she doesn’t want them causing headaches to natasha, who already has a lot on her plate. sometimes she says there is nothing to do anymore ever since the underworld and the overworld has been bridged and most of her former work is being handled by the silvermane forces.

but you know better, you never miss her little scowl every time she doesn’t find where the kids are hiding or hear her small grumbles when they ask her to go around town to find scraps for their play house. but you also don’t miss how she looks at them with the fondest eyes paired with softest smiles.

and if there is one thing she loves as much as she loves playing kids that would be seeing you play with them. you see it evident every time you catch her eyes while you lift the kids up in the air or pat them in the head or let them ride you back. and seeing you and the kids smile reminds her of why she joined wildfire in the first place, to protect these priceless smiles. she looks at the scene and suddenly she’s thinking about ways on how she can ask if you wanted to build a family with her. a family she could give the love she had that she wasn’t privileged to when she was growing up.

seele’s hands trace the back of your palm as you both lay in bed. you recognize it as the behavior she does when she wants to tell you something but couldn’t. so you switch from your position of laying flat on your back to face her fully to let her know your attention is on hers fully. she heaves a sigh, squirm and squeeze your hand in a series of fast motion and before you can react she’d already open her mouth.

“someday, it doesn't have to be right now, . it doesn't have to be anytime even, if you don't want to," seele starts and her eyes fly around the room. you rest your hand on her cheek and caress it.

another sigh escapes her. "someday, would you like to have a family with me?” seele asks and there’s hopeful tone in her voice that makes you swoon. “if that’s what you want, yes,” seele replies almost instantly. “no, i’m asking you.” and you response without missing a beat as well. “yes, i'd love to have kids with you, seele.” you say as you stroke her features and seele feels her eyes become wet at your words.

march 7th

it goes without saying that march likes taking pictures. and her favorite subject is you. there is a whole album of you in her phone that contains so much pictures she needed to buy several memory cards. she likes taking pictures in bursts so there are a lot of similar photos but she never deletes them even if the difference is a centimeter change in angles, she argues that each photo is precious.

she picks out the ones she likes best to print out and put in her scrapbook album. she spends hours on picking the right one and there are countless times where she has to resist the strong urge to just print everything. she writes the date of when it was taken and some notes (more like whole paragraphs expressing her love) to commemorate what you did that day. she decorates them with things that reminds her of that day. for example, she would take a picture of you with a flower crown and the page is decorated with the petals from the same flower. below that is a little message of what the flower meant and how it suited you.

when she is finished she gifts them to you on your anniversaries. and when you’re away or she has to go on expeditions, she definitely brings it with her to browse through when she misses you.

march delicately flips through the pages, caressing the photos, the colorful letters and the little stickers she vividly remembers putting there. “i can’t wait to see you again,” you can hear the pout in her voice through the phone. “give me lots of kisses when i come back?” she hates being away with you but the photo books make it a little more bearable.

“of course, as many as you want,” you say on the other side as you look through your own copy of photo book. a pile of them from when march gifted then to you on your anniversaries or when she felt like it. “or maybe you’d prefer something more than that?” you add suggestively. march turns bright pink and looks at a particular black leather bound photo book.

ruan mei

ruan mei can get a little occupied with her research to the point that she ignores her well-being and sometimes you just have to remind her that she hasn’t ascended to aeonhood yet and her body is still human with human needs and human boundaries.

she is not used to having other people care for her so the concept of it is relatively new. she was definitely surprised when you come to her lab with some snacks or some tea. and the thing with her is that, at first, she thought it was hindering her progress. maybe it’ll take a fight for her to actually realize she’s taking it for granted and apologize with feeding you with sweet treats, made by her of course. on the other hand, you learn to differentiate the time where you should step in or not over time.

however, ruan mei would grow too accustomed to your presence in her lab and would actually starting want you there more and more. before she can even realize, she’s putting more hours in her studies just so she can see you barging in with your cute frown, becoming slowly addicted to the warmth she feels every time she receives your care.

“i’m just gonna leave it here,” you say as you gently place the tray of cheesecake and orange juice on the unused table. “take a five, babe. the cheesecake wouldn’t be as delicious if you leave it for too long,” you give her a peck on her forehead and the scientist leans to your touch a little more so she can feel your lips better while her eyes scan through papers.

you turn to head towards the door and take your leave but a cold hand catches your wrist before you could move further away from her. “stay,” her tone was more commanding than pleading and her eyes are still trained on the words in front of her. but you knew she wasn’t reading it anymore. her hand goes to the nearest chair to pull it beside her but her hands paused suddenly. her palms hovers in the air for a second before she retracts it and pats her lap. you raise your eyebrows in amusement but indulge her nevertheless. after all, who were you to refuse.

herta

even in your relationship, the great herta is a bit too prideful for her own good. that’s why she relies on her puppets to convey her emotions to you but even her puppets are emotionally constipated so there's not much of a difference. but it's herta so she still makes it work in her favor anyway. after all, she can just tell you its a ‘malfunction’. she makes them do her bidding such as keeping you company under the guise of ‘babysitting’ you or gifting you new technology that makes your life a tad bit easier which she likes to call ‘letting you test a prototype’ or giving you ‘leftovers’ that looks a little too fresh to be called one.

we’re talking about herta here so naturally she’s the first one to grow tired of the own arrangement she made. eventually, she feels her chest getting a little tighter every time she watches her puppets do acts of service for you doing you favors. she actually asks nous about the feeling and how to get rid of it. the aeon just laughs at her, saying ‘maybe you found your new research topic’. and the poor scientist just blinks at the higher being.

she’s a bit lost on how to overcome the feeling so she just pops up randomly throughout the day and stare at you because she doesn’t know what to do.

“she should go to the basement to find out what’s going on,” the puppet beside you comment as you both watch the horror movie playing on the large screen in front of you. you still don’t know how you roped her into this but here you were.

“what? no, that’s the worst thing you can do. that’s like the big no no in horror movies,” you argue as you look beside you to find that the small woman beside you is not a puppet anymore but rather the herta herself. you move back in surprise after a double take, “what are you doing here?” herta moves an inch closer. “it was my turn to babysit you,” the woman shrugs nonchalantly as her hand reaches for the popcorn on your lap.

robin

it’s only natural that the renowned singer dedicates songs to you and she does, there are countless songs and several albums singing her love for you. robin insists that no melody can truly convey how she feels for you but its the closest way of expression. she never release them for obvious reasons but there are some that are vaguely coded enough for the fans not to speculate that she releases. and her heart is full every time she sings her never ending emotions for you for the whole universe to hear.

but it doesn’t end there. no, robin is too much of a lowkey freak to keep things sfw. she has tracks, albums that recounts your nightly adventures with her. too explicit that anyone listening would probably have a heart attack hearing the sweet robin sing such filthy lyrics. she makes you listen to it in front her and she never tells you which kind of song it is because she enjoy seeing your face turn a shade of darker red with each beat.

oh and you best bet she incorporate your sounds as well, blending your moans and hers with the sound of vibrator over a slow, sultry beat mixed with her breathy voice that is a drastic change from her usual sweet, honey one.

“darling, you promised me you’d help me record a new song,” robin muses as she puts her hand over her mouth to giggle while her other hand curls inside you enough to hit that spongy spot. she reaches for the mic beside you and hovers above you. you watch her as she gives it a dirty lick and a kiss before putting the mic closer to your lips so your moans are transmitted to the speakers surrounding the studio room.

- Dan Heng -

Speaking of this nerd, as indicated above, he's hardcore on the research side of things. Even on normal days, he's constantly hermiting with the data bank, but now that you're here? Holy mother of Aeons does he get almost zero time socializing.

Now, on the surface, this should be wonderful for his learning efforts. After all, he's spending so much time assimilating both your native tongue and its surrounding culture that surely he'll get it down the fastest, right? Wrong. While he's frantically typing and trying to figure out what the difference between there, their, and they're is, March is busy yapping away with you and actually having real-time conversations with you. The end result is... yeah, he winds up actually stumbling on his words far more than her, and it drives him up a wall. Even worse for him, March notices and constantly rubs it in his face. That's what you get for being a shut-in, I guess.

- Gepard -

Cries.

Ohhhhh this poor man would try so, so hard. And he would be so, so bad at it. Even when you sit him down and actively try to help him out by pointing and saying various objects' names, there's just something about it that does not click. Like, for some reason, his tongue just won't move the way that he wants it to??? It's so painfully embarrassing for him that he ends up getting extra nervous the next time you practice, making it even worse. At least his stuttering and flushed face are cute enough to make up for it.

There is one situation in which you can end up—even if unintentionally—pushing him way out of his comfort zone for your own sake, and that's if you're prone to nightmares. True, he can't string together a single proper sentence for his life, but he can hum. Not well, but he can do it. So on especially difficult nights where you find yourself wide-eyed and full of unwarranted adrenaline, he's more than willing to try to hum one of those songs of yours you like singing from back home. It's especially endearing if you don't do so often, which shows just how much care he's taken in listening the few times you do. In simple terms, WHAT A GENTLEMAN UGH!!!!

- Serval -

Prepare to have love songs written about you that you can't even understand a single word of. It's fine though, in her opinion. Words may not be universal, but music sure as hell is! So she's more than happy to use her musical prowess as her primary method of conveying her deepest feelings for you.

Another form of indirect communication that she's fond of is gift-giving. Whether it's some goodies from a local shop or something she handcrafted herself, she thrives off of seeing the way your face lights up each time she shoves a new knick-knack into your palms. Hell, she might even find you an instrument of your own, so long as it's something either you've indicated interest in or is newbie-friendly. You know, since she can't exactly sit down with you and teach you complicated stuff like she'd want to for instruments with a higher skill barrier. This ultimately winds up being her preferred way of hearing your own thoughts and deeper emotions. Music is her salvation, her chance to truly connect with others and bare her heart and soul freely. You deserve that chance just as much.

- Bronya -

Bronya, unfortunately, lacks the same amount of free time as many others on this list, which has a major impact on her ability to take time out of her day for learning your language. However, that in no way means that she won't put in the time necessary. On the contrary, her life experience has taught her well in how to both efficiently study and master new topics, leading her to manage to get an awful lot of knowledge under her belt in almost no time at all.

Unlike Gepard, she's very much capable of adapting to your native tongue and its unique mouth movements, courtesy of her public speaking skills. However... what she likes much more than talking in it is hearing it from your own lips. It's a bit embarrassing, but sometimes she even forgets to try to understand what you're actually saying due to how soothing the melody of your voice is on her tired ears. Oh well, she can just politely hum to get you to repeat it again, so it's a happy mistake.

- Herta -

You better thank your lucky stars that she finds you interesting enough to keep around. Of course, individuals from other planets are a dime a dozen, but from another universe? ...Well, actually, that's not too horribly impressive either, since you're not the first person she's met that falls into that category. So why does she willingly take the time to learn both about you and your language? Don't ask such trivial questions. (She just doesn't want to admit she's doing all this cause you're cute.)

She's 100% going to be the best out of everyone here at understanding and dissecting your language with just her own intelligence to guide her forward. She is the Madam Herta, after all. You'd do good to remember that.

On another note, she will absolutely make an auto-translator app for you. And, of course, she's going to immediately use it to start boasting to you about how great she is and how simple this task was for her. Ignore the suspiciously dark bags under her eyes...

- Silver Wolf -

Gamer brain takes over so bad. This sooo reminds her of that one indie horror game she picked up a while back where she had to decipher the language of these monsters and... Don't look at her like that, Kafka. At least she's willing to actually try and pick up a few key words and phrases of yours.

Also thanks to her gaming addiction, she's surprisingly good at handling the difficulties of attempting to communicate with someone without any translators or textbooks to help her. If you can't beat a level, you just gotta get good, y'know? As long as she puts it like that, her dedication will never waver. This mindset also spills over into the actual methods in question that she uses to "get good". She's such a nerd about it that she'll make a whole points system based on how well she did talking to you that day and constantly shoot for a new high score.

- Topaz -

Topaz is legit so good to have around in this scenario. She's already so accustomed to learning new languages anyway, so what's the problem with adding one more? Sure, this'll be harder than her typical manner of educating herself, seeing how she has no lessons she can enroll in, but hey... Now that she's listening closer, your language sounds awfully similar to this other one. Perhaps she can learn about their grammar rules and such and see how much of it overlaps with your own? In summary, she's the perfect blend of being both kindhearted and capable of handling your situation in a productive manner.

Astral Express

March 7th

All dramatic about it.

She is NOT happy with you too much.

Especially if you did it to tease her, or as a joke.

Expects a new plushie.

And chocolate, cuddles, finished with a movie in bed.

But seriously you now owe her.

Still playfully pouting.

Himeko

Surprised for sure.

I meannnn.

Have you seen the way she acts?

She prob expects you to be all over her the first move.

But no, you simply dodged it.

Quietly apologizes before going back to her normal self.

Now she expects YOU to kiss her first, you just screwed yourself.

Stelle

YOU DID NOT

NOOO MY BBG STELLE

Our precious raccoon lady feels so bad and guilty.

She deserves a kiss for that.

She's sulking in the corner :(

Apologizes before digging through a trash can to make herself feel better.

Stellaron Hunters

Kafka

Do you hate yourself?

Let's be honest.

You're madly in love with this woman.

You would never reject a kiss from this woman.

If you would

Oh boy, where do I start

Everything she says afterwards is both a threat and her flirting

AT THE SAME TIME

You're doomed

Nothing else for me to say safely

Wishing you luck xoxo

Silver Wolf

Omg 😭

It is such a rare thing to happen

And now you're rejecting it.

I hope you're ready to wait 927383738271 years before she tries again.

Lol all jokes aside,

She's just going back to her games.

Ofc she feels a little offended, but she's not going to make you feel uncomfortable.

She loves you too much for that

She's waiting though, waiting for you to realize it's prob not going to happen again.

Wolfie deserves a kiss for that though :(

Herta's Space Station

Asta

Immediate panic.

She's scared 😭

Please don't report her to HR

Girl kinda needs her job

I meannnn

How is she going to support peppy?

She's probably already spent all her trust fund money.

She feels so bad.

And apologies constantly

She's probably avoiding you for at least a couple days.

Just expect to find little snacks around with apologies written on them.

The Herta

BHAHAHHAHA

Oh you're actually serious

She is actually so offended even I'm scared.

Literally scoffs in your face.

You bruised her ego :( (it was funny do it again)

Suddenly decides she has better things to do.

Definitely making a plan to successfully kiss you though.

Ruan Mei

OH LAWRDDD

SHE AIN'T MISSING NEXT TIME

But you will be safe for at least the next month 😌

BUT BEWARE 👹

She will be taking her chances and making you more down bad for her.

So that kiss is even more sweet and wanted <3

All apart of her elaborate plan of making you madly in love with her

Belabog

Serval

More than likely hitting on you afterwards

Idk I can just feel the gayness coming off of her

You two will be making out next you both are alone

There are no exceptions

Teasing as payback

You gonna pay for it somehow.

Seele

Okay she didn't even expect her self to do that

And for you to avoid it too??

Poor girl

Will ask for you to forget it

But poor girl can't forget it herself

She's just constantly thinking about what it meant and how she feels

Please give her a kiss :(

Natasha

Congratulations

You just made the gentle giant feel guilty 😐

I hope you're happy with yourself

Now you have to make the first move

but she genuinely is worried that she made you uncomfortable

She will be apologizing for the next couple times you two see each other.

Bronya

She feels so bad :(

How dare you do that to my overworked bbg

She deserves the world

And you deny her a kiss :(

She'll def write about her feelings in a journal

But that journal will never see the light of day.

She won't try until you do

And when you do she won't avoid.