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Hi, do you accept requests? If you do, what characters/fandoms do you write for, and do you write nsfw?
That’s actually kind of a difficult question lol.
So I don’t requests in the traditional sense where you ask something and I reply. I mainly write things based off of hyperfixations I have at the time rather than have people give me suggestions.
However, I keep my ask box and dms open for people to leave suggestions and asks for me and if something really inspires me I’ll reach out to the sender and complete their ask/suggestions. So feel free to put something in my ask box;the worst thing that’ll happen is I’m just not inspired by it.
As for what I write,
Fandoms:
Clone High (formerly at least)
Overwatch
Demon slayer
My Hero Academia
Soul Eater
Tales of Arcadia
Moominvalley
One Piece
Genshin Impact
JJBA
- I would also like to write for ENA, HxH, OHSHC and a couple of other shows/media but so far have only written for what’s listed above.
And yes I do write nsfw, I just haven’t finished any recently.
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So Tumblr hates me and deleted @cherrykamado ask: who asked about breeding with bro and what his favorite positions were. 😂😂😂 but! Luckily I still have what I wrote so let's try this again
BRO SANTA × FEM READER!
Tws: breeding, nsfw. Idk what I'll actually say but I know I'm gonna ramble so be warned lmao. Pure NSFW below. I'm sorry my brain took over. I need him so bad. So now you all get to deal with the consequences of that Bro is very very heavy on my mind😩😩.....I'm sorry the whore in me came out
Bro is extremely passionate when it comes to sex in general. He's all about your pleasure. Because to him your pleasure is his pleasure. Now toss in breeding and that man loses it. He tries to act like he's not affected, that he doesn't want to bend you over the nearest surface and fuck you stupid. And sometimes he may lose his cool and nights will lead to just that. Especially if it's a quick fuck but always makes sure to cum deep inside you. Making sure it stays If he's got time though😏. Bro takes his sweet sweet time. Absolutely worships your body.
Prone bone is one of his favorite positions. Puts a pillow under your hips, his chest against your back. One arm is bracing his body up a bit so he's not completely crushing you. The other, his hand is gently wrapped around your throat/jaw. Tilting your head back and to the side for him. So he can pepper kisses along your face and neck, whisper praises in your ear how you're taking him so well. How you're such a good girl for him, such a good mommy to dear, how he thinks you guys should have a kid, give dear a sibling, give him the family he deserves. Because anything for dear right? He's got those slow, deep, cervix hitting thrusts where he bottoms out each time. When he cums it's just so much, thick globs of cum filling you up.
If you think he's done after one round you're wrong. Especially if he actually has the time. He'll flip you over, folding your legs to your chest so your knees are by your head, ankles dangling over his shoulder, pushing you into a mating press, his other favorite position. Sliding in again with a low groan, pushing the cum from the previous round back into your sensitive core. This time is a little more urgent, he's starting to lose his control and he wants to make sure you get pregnant. His hips start snapping against yours at a bruising pace. He just can't help it. You're soaked, he's gotta fuck all that cum back into you. This time he's a little more vocal. He's grunting, cussing under his breath. Gripping your thighs tight enough to leave bruises. He's got that perfect mix of praise sprinkled with a bit of degradation.
By the end of the night. You're passed out on the bed and bro is 100% sure he's gotten you pregnant....but on the off chance, just to be sure, he's already arranged to have no mission tomorrow and dear is going to chill with rudo, enjin and riyo for the night. So he can fuck you all over again 😏😏
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Dio can’t get over the mess of screaming children that is the rest of Passione once Giorno introduces him to them (providing they all lived).
Mista won’t stop staring at his chaps and making disgusted faces while his whiny stand feasts on pepperonis. This never stops through the entire visit. Mista is deeply troubled that Giorno’s dad puts his dick on display for everyone.
Narancia won’t stop asking Dio questions. Dio actually tried to stab his hand, missed and hit between them, and Narancia thought that meant they were getting along/it was a different kind of gang salute. He stabs at Dio’s fingers, hits, and because Dio can’t kill any one of these chumps he just glowers at the orange boy as he withdraws his knife from his knuckle and flings it back at him.
Trish is good. Dio likes Trish, she’s not very chatty and she sometimes shows him pictures in magazines of what would look good on him in modern day Italy. He asks Giorno if he’ll marry this girl, Giorno reminds him he’s not particularly interested in women. What a pity, Dio thinks she deserves a worthwhile relative.
Abbacchio knows where the good wine is but thankfully doesn’t pee in it this time. Dio tells him about a hidden stash of The Good Shit from when he was running around as a Vampire in the 1800s that he can’t go get because traveling by ferry between Cairo and Napoli was already a pain. Abbacchio writes this down.
Fugo seems like a troublemaker to Dio. At the very least, he looks like he’s going to be the one to lose his shit on everyone and betray them all someday. However, he’s very intelligent, so he usually listens to Fugo speak as he folds his hands and stares him down with a judging stare.
Buccellati doesn’t like Dio. Asks why Dio wasn’t there for Giorno growing up and all of the other awkward questions. Constantly calls his empathy into question, but can’t deny the similarities between him and Giorno… still, it’s a Dad-off and Bruno is the only qualified contender. Dio’s just :/
Summary: Dio’s own awakening prompts his son’s stand to emerge. Through the fever and illness, Dio attempts to give him the strength to master it and survive. Dio-raises-Giorno!AU.
Word Count: 2,007.
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Hihihii!! Thanks for telling me how to request, I had no idea!!!
Could you please write the bucci gang showing affection through their stands? I've about this scenario so many different times and I've only ever seen one person do it before, with star platinum, so I'm super curious on how'd it play out!! Have a great day, love your work!
hiiii of course, no prob at all. i hops you have/had a great day too <333 this was a fun request, i should lowkey do smth like this for other chars too haha anyway hope u enjoy and thank you for requesting!!
Bucciarati – Sticky Fingers
You’ll be cuddling and suddenly feel a zipper slide across your back- and Bruno is just zipping open the couch so you two can lay deeper inside it like a cocoon. A snuggle fort, but designer.
He’ll unzip a little pouch on your sleeve or bag to secretly tuck in sweet notes, wrapped candies, or even mini flowers he picked for you.
Once used Sticky Fingers to zip you both into a quiet, untouched section of a church so you could slow dance in peace.
If someone’s bothering you? Zipped them halfway into a lamppost and smiled like nothing happened.
Giorno – Gold Experience
Turns random pebbles, twigs, or junk into beautiful fresh flowers and tucks them behind your ear like it’s nothing.
Gave you a ladybug brooch… only for it to wiggle and fly around you like a pet. He made it specifically to keep an eye on you and bring him updates if you're in danger.
He once made a baby deer appear to calm you when you were anxious. You cried. He pretended it was no big deal but he was so proud.
When you’re tired, he gives life to pillows or blankets to crawl over and swaddle you like they have a mind of their own.
Narancia – Aerosmith
“I’m not spying on you! Aerosmith is just checking on you!!” (He is absolutely spying on you).
Uses Aerosmith to drop off snacks at your location like a personal delivery drone.
Has sent it to write “I ♡ U” in the dirt with bullets once. It was dramatic, but cute.
If someone says something rude to you, expect Aerosmith to fly by and kick up a mini tornado of wind in their face.
Loves to watch you play with Aerosmith like it’s a toy plane- he’ll pretend to be cool but he’s so soft about it.
Mista – Sex Pistols
The Pistols are obsessed with you. You’re their favorite human. They bring you Mista’s stuff all the time- his hat, one inanimate bullet, chewed gum (ew).
When you’re sad, the Pistols dogpile on you to cheer you up, saying things like “He likes you so much, dummy!!” and “He talks about you all the time!!”
Mista tries to act chill but he’s always smirking when the Pistols ask you to kiss them so they can “pass it along to Guido.”
They once spelled out “LOVE U” in bullets on your nightstand and Mista claimed he had no idea how it got there. (He absolutely coached them.)
Abbacchio – Moody Blues
Uses Moody Blues to replay your favorite memories- especially ones where you’re laughing or goofing around. He says it’s “for evidence” but keeps watching them himself.
He’ll silently replay a moment you were kind to him when he’s had a rough day, then come up and hug you wordlessly.
Moody Blues imitates your voice sometimes just to tease him. He blushes and tells it to shut up.
If you're asleep, he’ll sit Moody Blues near you like a guard dog. It replays the sound of your heartbeat.
Trish – Spice Girl
Spice Girl will soften the bed so it’s extra bouncy when you fall into it, or the couch when you collapse into her arms. Like luxury plush mode activated.
She’ll send Spice Girl to gently push you toward her when you’re being shy, saying “Just kiss me already!” with a smirk.
If your shoe breaks? Your phone falls? Spice Girl swoops in to save it before you even notice.
She uses it like an invisible stylist- softening your shoes, bag straps, or clothes when she notices they’re uncomfortable. Fashion girl behavior.
Fugo – Purple Haze
He swears up and down he’ll never use Purple Haze near you because it’s too dangerous.
You once complimented Purple Haze’s mask design. Next time you see it, there’s a mini heart scratched into it.
Fugo glares whenever Purple Haze tries to get close to you (which it always does), but deep down he’s proud his Stand is obsessed with you too.
If anyone threatens you, Purple Haze goes feral. You didn’t even know a Stand could scream louder than a siren.
Do you write for LA Squadra from Jojo's if so can I pretty request them reacting to their partner having the stand wonder of you
Like imagine they met her in a park as a nature loving person and finding out she isn't from the mafia but now don't have to worry about something happening to them because her stand.
honestly not that great with remembering their personalities but that's what wiki is for ig lol- i can try to write for them, hope you enjoy and ty for requesting <3
Risotto Nero
At first, Risotto was suspicious. You were too… soft. Always walking barefoot in the grass. Talking about butterflies. Your aura was calm where his world was chaos. But then he realized something- whenever you were nearby, things stopped going wrong. Missions went smoother. Ambushes on them failed.
He figured it out one day when you hugged him goodbye and someone who tried to tail you suddenly got flattened by a rogue vending machine.
He confronted you- quiet, intense. “What’s your Stand?” And when you shyly explained Wonder of U, and how it punishes any direct harm that tries to pursue you, Risotto just stared. For a long time. Then pulled you into the softest, gentlest hug he’d ever given.
“You don’t even kill,” he whispered. “But you might be more dangerous than I am.” And he meant it lovingly.
Prosciutto
Prosciutto’s first instinct was to protect you. You couldn't be from this world- you talked to plants, for Christ’s sake. But the moment he started dating you, enemies kept… dying. In absurd ways. Slipping on banana peels. Getting stung by hundreds of wasps. Hit by their own cars.
He started to think he was cursed until you finally admitted, “It’s my Stand… it keeps us safe. As long as someone means me harm, it’ll make sure they regret it.”
Prosciutto blinked. “So I don’t have to worry about anything happening to you either?”
You smiled. “Nope. As long as they pursue us, they’re the ones in danger.”
He swore, kissed your forehead, and never let you out of his sight again. “Stay close. I’m gonna live forever with you.”
Pesci
Pesci? Was SHOOK. You were so sweet and kind. You cried when you accidentally stepped on a bug. He met you in a park and thought, she’s too good for this world. So when you confessed you weren’t from the mafia at all, he panicked- how can I keep her safe??
But then… well, one of his old enemies tried to shoot at you while you were sitting nearby braiding flowers. And the man tripped, fell headfirst into a river, and got eaten by eels.
You didn’t even look.
You explained your Stand shyly, expecting him to run away- but he just stared at you with wide eyes, then wrapped you up in a hug and cried into your shoulder. “I-I thought I was supposed to protect you! But you’re like… like an angel!”
You patted his back. “Don’t worry, Pesci. We protect each other.”
Ghiaccio
“YOU’RE TELLING ME YOU’RE NOT EVEN IN THE MAFIA AND YOU HAVE A STAND THAT MAKES YOU UNTOUCHABLE?”
Yeah. That’s how it started.
Ghiaccio was furious at first- not at you, but at the sheer irony. Here he was, freezing people to death and dodging bullets, and you were off sniffing flowers and somehow more lethal by accident.
But then he saw it in action. Some guy tried to punch you in a grocery store line and tripped so hard he dislocated his own jaw on a soup can. And Ghiaccio just laughed. A real, unhinged, belly-deep laugh.
He threw an arm around you and said, “Alright, you’re staying with me forever. No arguments. I’m keeping my nature-loving death-angel right next to me.”
Melone
Melone was obsessed. From the moment he saw you picking dandelions and talking about ants, he was hooked. And when he realized people who threatened you ended up in freak accidents? He was practically frothing.
He called you “my divine accident machine” and “il mio angelo vendicativo.”
You told him you didn’t want to hurt anyone, that it was automatic. “I get scared… and Wonder of U just protects me. I don’t want anyone to die.”
Melone cupped your cheeks, beaming. “Oh, that’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever heard. You don’t want to kill, but death follows you like a loyal pet.”
He takes you everywhere. Calls you his guardian. Treats you like the greatest experiment he never had to build.
Formaggio
Formaggio loves that you’re not mafia. You ground him. While he’s chasing people down, you’re watering plants and inviting him on nature walks. He thought he’d have to lie to keep you out of danger- until some guy tried to approach you in a bar and the guy instantly exploded through a freak wiring accident.
Formaggio sat there watching the guy fry to death while you hummed and played with the ice in your glass.
You told him about your Stand, eyes nervous. “Basically…my Stand stepped in.”
He grinned, “...you’re better than life insurance.” Then he kissed your cheek.
Illuso
Illuso was the most skeptical. Pretty girl in the park? Too soft. Probably bait. But when you saved his ass three times in a row- without lifting a finger- he started to pay attention.
He cornered you, “you’ve been following me.”
You blinked. “No, I just… wanted to give you this flower crown.”
He was halfway to mocking you when a brick randomly fell from a rooftop and crushed a guy tailing you. You didn’t even flinch.
“…The hell was that?”
You explained quietly, embarrassed. He stared, then grinned. “...yeah you’re not leaving my side again.”
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Hey!! I love your writing and I appreciate how you make the characters as canon as possible!
Can I request the gang + Trish reacting to reader suddenly hugging them tightly >_< .
(Platonically though!!)
This request is from February, I’m sorry!!! 😅 I hope you enjoy this nonetheless!
Bucci gang + trish react to reader suddenly hugging them
Bruno Bucciarati
You catch him mid-strategy, arms crossed as he discusses plans in that calm, focused tone of his. You suddenly wrap your arms around him in a firm, unexpected hug. He freezes — surprised more by the timing than the gesture itself.
After a moment, his body relaxes, and he gently pats your back.
“…You scared me for a second,” he says with a soft chuckle, voice low and comforting. “But… thank you. I needed that more than I realized.”
He doesn’t hug back tightly, but he doesn’t pull away either. He understands, even without a word.
Leone Abbacchio
He’s sitting off to the side, arms draped across his knees, scowling into the distance as usual. You approach quietly and hug him without warning.
His entire body tenses like you just threw cold water on him. “What the hell are you—” he starts, twisting slightly in irritation.
But then you don’t let go. You just stay there, holding him like it’s the most natural thing in the world.
He exhales — long and slow.
“…Tch. Don’t get used to this,” he mutters, eyes flicking away. But he doesn’t move. Maybe, just maybe, there’s the faintest shift in how he leans into it.
Guido Mista
He’s joking around, probably teasing Narancia or balancing a bullet on his finger when you suddenly squeeze him tight.
“Oh?! Hey hey hey!” He grins, startled but amused. “What’s all this about?”
His first instinct is to laugh it off, but then he hears how deep you sigh against his shoulder.
“Oh,” he says again, softer this time.
He hugs you back with one arm, a bit lopsided but firm, patting your back in a rhythm that’s almost musical.
“You’re lucky I’m irresistible,” he jokes, but his voice is warm. “Anytime, capisce?”
Giorno Giovanna
He’s organizing something — his mind always working. You step in and hug him tight, and he stiffens like you short-circuited his brain.
His arms hover awkwardly for a second, unsure of what to do. “Ah… are you alright?”
But as he feels the sincerity of your grip, he gently wraps his arms around you in return, polite but heartfelt.
“I may not always say it,” he murmurs, “but I’m glad you feel safe enough to do this.”
He doesn’t let go until you do.
Narancia Ghirga
He yelps. Like, full-on jumps a little. “Wha—?! Whoa, hey!!”
But once he realizes it’s you and it’s just a hug, he breaks into a huge grin. “Sheesh, you scared me! Thought it was an enemy Stand or somethin!”
Still, he beams and immediately returns the hug, arms wrapped tight and fast. He holds on like he’s afraid you’ll vanish.
“You’re so weird sometimes, y’know that?” he says, but he’s laughing. “But I like it. Do it again sometime.”
Pannacotta Fugo
You catch him reading or lost in thought — which is dangerous, because sudden contact triggers that split-second panic reflex.
He jumps, pushing back instinctively. “What are you doing?!”
But once he sees it’s you, and that you’re just hugging him — no threat, no reason — the anger that flickered across his face softens.
“…Sorry,” he mumbles, shoulders dropping. “You just caught me off guard.”
He hesitates, then lightly places a hand on your back. “Thanks. I… appreciate it.” His voice is quiet. Earnest.
Trish Una
She’s brushing her hair or adjusting her outfit, probably mid-eye roll at something Mista said, when you suddenly hug her from behind.
“Huh—?!” She jolts, startled, turning slightly to see your face. “Are you okay? What’s gotten into you?”
But even as she says it, she doesn’t pull away. Her arms don’t move at first, unsure.
Then slowly — very slowly — she rests a hand on your arm and lets out a breath.
“…You’re lucky I like you,” she says with mock annoyance. “But… I guess I don’t mind.”
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I HC Cedric to have a back tattoo of Wormwood- .....Like...Genuinely love the thought of it so here's the inspiration. I could not find the artist so if you know them PLEASE TELL ME BC THE ART IS SO BEAUTIFUL ♡
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The soft glow of candlelight flickered around Cedric’s chamber, casting long shadows across the room. The air was warm, comfortable, filled with the faint scent of aged parchment and brewing potions. Y/N lay sprawled across Cedric’s plush bed, book in hand, idly flipping through pages while awaiting his return from a long day of assisting King Roland.
Cedric sighed, pulling off his robe with practiced ease, the heavy fabric slipping from his shoulders. Y/N glanced up just as he let his vest and button-up fall next, revealing his bare back. Their breath hitched.
There, inked across his pale skin, was an intricate tattoo—a circle of ancient spell symbols wrapping around the center of his back. And within it, a raven, wings spread wide, as though mid-flight.
Y/N sat up, setting the book aside. “Cedric…” Their voice was quiet, reverent, as if afraid to disturb the moment.
Cedric stiffened slightly, a faint shiver running down his spine. “W-what?” He glanced over his shoulder, cheeks already flushing.
Moving closer, Y/N let their fingers lightly trace one of the symbols, marveling at the precision of the design. “I never knew you had a tattoo,” they murmured, letting their fingertips drift toward the raven. The detail was stunning, each feather etched with such care that it almost looked alive.
Cedric swallowed hard, his muscles tensing beneath their touch. “It’s—It’s not exactly something I flaunt,” he stammered, his voice catching as Y/N’s fingertips ghosted over the raven’s wing. “It’s… a remembrance. For Wormwood.”
Y/N’s expression softened. They knew the history between Cedric and his former familiar—how Wormwood had once been his trusted companion before betraying him. To carry that memory so permanently on his skin… it spoke volumes.
Cedric gasped softly as Y/N traced along the edge of the raven, barely suppressing a shudder. “You’re—ah—making this rather difficult,” he muttered, his ears burning.
Y/N chuckled. “Difficult?”
He turned slightly, shooting them a look that was meant to be annoyed but came off more flustered. “I—It tickles,” he admitted, voice laced with something shy, something vulnerable.
Y/N smirked and tugged him toward the bed, guiding him gently until he was laying across their lap, arms folded beneath his chin. “Then let’s make it worse,” they teased, resuming their slow, feather-light tracing.
Cedric groaned into the sheets, but he didn’t protest. His breath hitched when Y/N’s fingers followed the curve of his shoulder blades, dipped along the runic circle, then glided down the spine of the raven. His body melted into their touch, tension unraveling with every lazy caress.
“You’re enjoying this,” Y/N observed, voice full of amusement.
Cedric huffed, though his tone lacked any real annoyance. “I will neither confirm nor deny.”
Y/N grinned, leaning down to press a kiss between his shoulder blades. “Good. Because I’m not stopping anytime soon.”
Cedric let out a quiet, contented sigh, completely at their mercy. Maybe, just maybe, he didn’t mind.
Hello!!! Can I request how would Senku, Tsukasa, Ryusui and Xeno (if you're familiar with him) (separately, slightly angst??) react to finding out their s/o has self-harm scars/is self-harming? If you're not comfortable writing that, it’s totally okay!! I just thought that because I've never seen anyone do this I'd maybe try to request it before the asks close.
Don't know if you heard this but I really like your writing!! 💕
hello there!! thank you for your request! i hope that you are safe and well, and i hope i did this request justice. feedback is absolutely welcome.
warnings: implied self harm but nothing descriptive
Senku: alternatives. Senku could handle the emotional shtick pretty well, even if it wasn't his forté, but with a matter so sensitive, he opted to go for what he did best; using his knowledge of science to help you in whatever ways he can.
Senku has always been a man of action, and so that’s the way to go for him. His care and concern is expressed through his means of trying to help you cope or recover, but you can also see it in his eyes when he catches glimpses of the scars.
He has a good eye and good intuition- besides, he cares about you enough to know what makes you tick. He tries to prevent your harmful thoughts or redirect your attention away from them before they can manifest further. This usually means making some witty comment that you can resonate with, or having Senku whisk you away to aid him in a science experiment, finding ways to keep your hands and mind busy on something fun and creative that can help you relieve stress.
His medical knowledge comes in handy when he suggests harm minimization strategies, and he knows sometimes they can feel silly or not do enough justice, but if he can do anything at all to ease the pain in your mind and keep you away from harm, he’ll absolutely be doing it, whether its physical means of relieving yourself in slightly safer and less damaging ways, such as trying to reduce how often you harm and what means you use. He teaches you about all these other methods as well, from something more mellow to drawing on skin to something a bit reminiscent of the pain, such as physical activity.
Whatever it may be, Senku will absolutely be using it in an attempt to help you, but makes sure not to push too hard with them, and simply suggest or show you methods and let you dictate for yourself whether they were helpful or not. Whatever it is you choose, he'll always make an active effort to help support you in whatever ways he can with his knowledge of science.
Tsukasa: listens judgment free. He understands feeling isolated, and from experience, he knows how simply hearing a person out can go a long way. He understands that the subject is difficult to talk about, and so he’ll never pressure you into opening up about details you’re uncomfortable with. He lets you take your time, always making sure to be there for you in other ways to reinforce in your mind that he’s someone you could trust.
Whether you pour out your feelings or only reveal bits and pieces in the way you’re most comfortable, he won’t once interrupt until he’s sure you’re finished talking. All his attention is fixed on you, and he doesn’t overwhelm you with questions or his own opinions either. Telling a person to stop is much easier said than done, and so he doesn’t, instead doing his best to communicate that he’s here for you if he can do anything at all to help.
Though not too familiar with alternatives himself, he remembers soothers that helped calm his sister when she was a baby, and he offers to try them on you when the urge arises. Though maybe childish, if they could distract you even for a little while, Tsukasa was glad. And even though he’ll always gently direct you to people and resources that could be of better help, if all you need sometimes is a listening ear to vent, he’ll always be right there with absolutely no exceptions.
Ryusui: pampers. The man is treating you like royalty. But not before he gives you some sort of inspiring or emotional speech. No matter if it comes out harsh or corny sometimes, it always leaves you feeling the slightest bit lighter.
He’s distressed by this habit of yours of course, and it’s evident in his face that he’s biting back on a comment when it’s addressed. He doesn’t mean any harm or to be overbearing, and he never is. He’s not one to pressure or guilt you, he knows better than that.
He tends to intervene sometimes however, occasionally overstepping with good intention. He’d much rather have you safe and angry at him over anything else if he does tend to overstep. In general however, he just wants to look out for you and help you cope safely.
Cue all the pampering that comes in. Cue all the projects he immerses you in to keep you busy, hands and mind preoccupied with his endless amount of enthusiasm and constant new interests because he knows from experience that working away on something has always made him feel good. Besides, it occupies his mind for weeks. He’s always thinking of you and ways to uplift you- it’s how he’s always been with you.
He knows he can hire the best of the best medical staff to assist in helping break this habit, but he mostly has that group of staff train him to help assist you, because he knows going to other people can be stressful and difficult and he hopes he can be someone you lean on during those vulnerable moments to carefully take care of you and your wounds.
Say the word, and he’ll buy you the world to help lessen the pain in your heart.
Xeno: encourages medical help. He’s a scientist and an astronaut after all. He’s undergone medical training himself, and he knows quite a bit about psychology. He uses both in an attempt to try to help ease your mind and your pain.
The very first thing he’ll suggest is seeking medical assistance. He’s a man of science, of course, and science can help you recover. But going for help isn’t easy, especially if you don’t have the means to do it. So he always makes sure to remind you that his services are open any time you need them.
He’s treating your wounds the moment they appear, and encourages you to at least see him regarding the issue. He never gets upset if you don’t, because he knows these kind of things are sensitive and hard to deal with, but he’ll always do his best to remind you in subtle and non-invasive ways that he was a person you could trust, and that he wasn’t going to shame you or let anyone else shame you.
He’ll check up on you from time to time, but won’t press for any details or emotional chats. Like Senku, Xeno is a man mainly of action, and he has good observational skills. He also does his best to try and minimize the damage before it can grow into something dangerous.
His means of looking out for you are more traditional and upfront, but they aren't any less well-intentioned, only wanting to make sure you're safe and healthy.
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[Dance with The Devil] [movie!Shadow x reader headcanons]
Summary: a collection of random headcanons/small scenarios based on my "Click Click Boom" post for Shadow!
Word count: 1.5k
Disclaimer (1): Harkness scale people, he is of age and can consent and is sentient. I'm allowed to want to kiss the hedgehog.
Disclaimer (2): This can be read as Romantic or Platonic! Though I did write it to be implied romance.
A/N: Yall asked for more, who am I to deny the people (I imagine kissing him every second of the day). I tried to hit a lot of asks all in one to give eveyrone what they asked for! I hope y'all enjoy! Reblogs and comments are super appreciated and motivate me to write more <3
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Shadow is so extremely overprotective of you, borderline to an unhealthy agree but is it really when you're welcoming to it??
You, by all means, shouldn't encourage him. He's one of the strongest beings on the planet. He can't just make threats, God knows if he'll act out on them.
You can't help but let it happen though, a warm fuzzy feeling deep in your chest clouds your judgment for a few moments. Knowing that Shadow sees you as someone worth protecting, of caring for.
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Shadow baring his fangs at Sonic and fucking growling is new though.
"Shadow did you just- did you just fucking growl?"
"I don't know what you're talking about."
"Sonic was just trying to hug me dude, relax.'
"He'll get his scent all over you. No."
Shadow turns his back on you, so he misses the blush that overtakes your entire face.
He has an inkling though, if the strangled cry from your throat is any indication.
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Riding ! With ! Him !!! He takes you on drives all the time, it helps him clear his head and it's his way of asking for physical contact without giving you idea, feeling you against his back and your body pressed up against his does wonder for his mental health, he'll purposefully take longer routes and side roads at night to keep you close.
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If you fall asleep on the couch, Shadow isn't gonna curl up with you, but he's next to the couch, head propped up against the arm rest as he watches over you. He's well aware he could just teleport you both to your room, but you look too peaceful :( and he knows he takes up all your time and energy, so he rather let you rest.
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Shadow always walks behind you. It's a nervous habit. If he wanders behind, he has the perfect view to scan for threats.
You go to tell him he's being paranoid, but stop yourself. The last person he cared for died, the girl who gave him a purpose. You shut your joke down fast, shaking your head when Shadow raises an eye bridge at your expression.
"Do you want to hold my hand?" You go with that instead.
"Absolutely not."
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Please god can you imagine shopping for him, getting his leather jackets and what not bc he fucking deserves it, especially when you nervously claim that he needs the correct gear for riding his motorcycle and he hits you with:
"That's useless, I can easily chaos control if need be."
BUT HE DOESN'T RIDE WITHOUT IT EVER !!!! You even got it monogrammed, and he runs his thumb across it often, scoffing at himself when he realizes, snatching his hand away.
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Shadow likes to be useful, even though you tell him again and again that he doesn't owe you anything, he doesn't listen.
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If you wear makeup and ever fall asleep in it, you can't ever seem to remember if it was you who took it off, your memories jumbling up together to the point you're not sure.
It was Shadow, he knows you don't like showing others your bare face, which he thinks is ridiculous as shit, he likes you as you are, whether with makeup or bare, you're you.
Please I could cry imagining him so gently taking a makeup wipe and rubbing small circles to get that waterproof eyeliner off of you, eyes laser focused into his task. I'm gonna throw up.
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In the colder months, he's susceptible to being more mellow and relaxed. Despite being the ultimate life form and having fur, he still gets cold and hates the feeling.
This brings me to the fact that bro steals your blankets, he has no remorse and will walk right into your room to take your heated blanket. He's an asshole.
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Fully believes that nicknames are stupid and that they don't matter, the best he's gonna do for you is call you by your first Intial (ex: Teddy = T) It's rare that he'll do call you by it regardless, but beggers cannot be choosers.
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Getting matching bangles to match his inhibitor rings!! Makes him go stupid for a second, brain computing that oh??? You want to match him?? He's gonna tease you, but when you threaten to just take them off, he immediately goes quiet.
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The subject of being sick came up often in asks, and he struggles really hard with it. It's not obvious, but if you look closely, his quills are pin straight, and he's easily more agitated.
He's not mad at you, it's not your fault, it's just that seeing you curl up into bed brings back so many bad memories of when Maria has flare ups and couldn't leave her bed.
It made him feel useless. His whole reason for being was to help cure illness, maybe not the common cold. He's aware of that, but the point remains.
Shadow gets more docile, even going to ask Maddie what to do. The woman offers to come over and take care of you instead, but Shadow shuts her down quickly. He's more than capable, and he's a little overprotective.
"Are you sure? I don't mind, I don't have anything going on."
"That isn't necessary."
"But it might be better if it's m-"
"I can take care of them."
It's hard to argue with a 5ft hedgehog that can easily snap your neck, so she regents and hands him over some cold and flu medicine along with painkillers and vaporub and instructions. He looks so silly with all of it in his arms, Gatorade, water, the medicine, some food, but it warms your heart. You haven't had anyone really look after you when you were sick, always left to fend for yourself, so it's nice.
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For my period havers, I am on mine, so this made it in:
Shadow using his hands as personal heating pads for your stomach or the small of your back, you can't seem to remember where you put your heating pad so he sits there with you and just, shoves his hand onto your skin, it's added comfort due to his fur.
"Oh my god, that feels good."
You groan into your pillow, curling up into a ball, your back facing the ultimate lifeform.
"Is it really that bad?"
Shadow hums, moving to ever so slightly knead the skin, smirking to himself when you damn near moan at the feeling.
"You know damn fucking well it's that bad."
Shadow snorts.
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Once you're both closer, he allows you to touch him alot more, so long as you ask him first if you can run your fingers over his quills, he finds it soothing, it's common to find you both on the couch, fast asleep together with the TV set to come true crime YouTube video.
Sonic takes a million pictures, to which he sends to Shadow later. The black hedgehog doesn't say anything, but he secretly saves each one.
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Speaking of the others, you try and force him to spend time with team Sonic to varying degrees of success. Mainly the success being if you will also be there and be by his side. The team likes you well enough, always playfully telling you that they can handle Shadow if he ever hurts you.
Which gets them Shadow staring them down, his eyes lighting up as a warning.
You'd think they'd learn that this man doesn't play when it comes to you, but they're a bit stupid.
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When it comes to any insecurities you may have, he shuts that shit down IMMEDIATELY, you think it's because he genuinely doesn't give a fuck, but no, it's because he cares about you and will logically tell you facts. Does it help? It's varying, but he still tries.
Issue with your weight. He doesn't care. Are you healthy? That's all that matters. He's strong enough to lift you up, and he'll demonstrate it on you if need be. He doesn't know who put it into your head that there's any issue with it, but he'll fix it.
"Shadow, can I ask you something?"
"Go on."
"Does my weight ever bother you?"
"I am not like human men."
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You're insecure about talking about your interests/hyperfixations? He actively will sit down and listen, eyes intense as he takes in every single word you're saying. He'll nod and hum, but his ears are flicked towards you, and Shadow will ask questions pertaining about the characters.
The motherfucker is healing you slowly but surely, mentally and sometimes physically.
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No one thinks that Shadow would be a good companion and will make jokes offhandily that they're sorry that YOU'RE stuck with him, and you don't correct them. They don't deserve to know him.
They don't get to know how the lifeform curls up next to you on his bad days, seeking your affection.
The hedgehog who helps you dry the dishes after every meal with a way too focused look on his face.
The Shadow that always cracks dry ass jokes in hopes to make you smile after a long day.
It's your little secret, and it's one you gladly keep to yourself.
"Oh, he's stuck with me." You wave them off with a smug smirk on your face.