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slow dancing with henry morris? couldn't think of a good prompt I apologize @_@
Slow Dancing with Henry
Word Count: 345
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Calm, peaceful music played as everyone drank and laughed with their friends. Not a single soul was alone except for you. This whole idea started when one of your colleagues decided that there should be a fun way to end the week.
This is where the whole idea of a dance came in; everyone started pitching their own ideas and was somehow able to persuade the boss.
Did you like the idea? No. Did you even bother to stop them? …No, but you had nothing to do on a boring Friday, so why not try to enjoy it the best way you can?
You awkwardly stood next to your friend, Henry. The two of you never had any history of dancing or even learned how to dance.
As the soft melody enveloped the room, you stole a hesitant glance at Henry, noticing his uneasy posture mirroring your own. Despite your lack of dancing skills, there was an unspoken agreement to make the most of the evening. With a shy smile, Henry extended his hand, a silent invitation to join him on the dance floor.
“Oh, I don't—I don’t dance.” You tried to refuse the invitation. Henry frowned but grabbed your hand. “Can’t you just enjoy this for once?” Your friend brought you to the dance floor; his face seemed a bit red, but you shrugged it off, thinking that it was the lighting.
With tentative steps, you began to sway to the music, your movements awkward yet strangely synchronized. Henry's reassuring grip tightened slightly, offering silent encouragement as you navigated the unfamiliar terrain together. “Guess we do know how to dance?” He attempted to lighten up the mood.
As the song drew to a close, you found yourself reluctant to let go, savoring the fleeting moment of connection. The sound of laughter and cheering filled the room; it seemed like the two of you weren’t the only ones who were also having a fun time.
Fidgeting with his fingers, Henry cleared his throat before speaking up.
“Would you like to… do that again some day?”
#x reader#gender neutral reader#gn reader#wii deleted you#henry morris x reader#henry morris#wdy henry#wdy henry x reader#wdy x reader#wii deleted you x reader#x gn!reader#x gender neutral reader
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Warriors
Ares x Child of Ares!Reader
Warning: OOC Ares(?)
A/N: I do apologize if requests are slower than usual! I have exams coming up, but further than that I hope you enjoy this! And I can’t make promises on when I’ll start on them. But you may send requests as much as you like ^^
Word Count: 1k
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Ares, the God of War, never had time to ‘play around’ with his children. Yes, he claims them as his own, but what would you expect from a god? Almost all the gods could care less about their children. They would be born just to fear for their lives, as disgusting creatures hunted them down like animals.
You found it strange how your father often visits you while you’re on a quest. This was an unexpected change from God. Had you finally gotten his recognition? Had he finally decided that you were worthy of his time?
“I don’t want any excuses, child!” His voice boomed through the training area.
You wouldn’t even call it a training area; all that was there were trees and a drawing of a circle that was to resemble an arena. You could see his eyes glow beneath his glasses, with flames dancing around them.
The God of War stared at you, a shiver running down your spine as you tried to steady your breathing after a grueling combat session. Blood slowly dripped down your face, a reminder of you failing to protect your face from your father's attacks. He never said he was going to go tough on you.
Ares scoffed, the air crackling with tension. “Training? You call that training?” He rolled his eyes(?), arms crossed in front of his chest, as he stood with pride. “What we did there was real training, child of mine.”
“You carry the blood of warriors, yet you fight like a novice.” He added more salt to the wound, as if that wouldn’t lower your self-esteem even lower. “Pick up your sword.”
It wasn’t an order; it was a command. He was commanding you to do it. And like the good child you are, you did what he said.
With a nod, you hastily grabbed the sword before looking back at God, who impatiently waited, tapping his leather shoe against the ground. “Can’t we do this another time?” You tried to reason with him. Your body was exhausted and needed a break from his tough training. This wasn’t like the training back at Camp Half-Blood.
“Would you rather spend your whole life being chased around by Harpies with zero experience in fighting?” He growled, making his way toward you. You could never tell what he was feeling due to those pesky sunglasses. If he was trying to get you to be afraid, well, he was doing a good job at that.
You could practically feel the ground shake with every step he took as he advanced towards you. Surely he wouldn’t dare to hurt one of his children again, right? You failed to notice how the blood had somehow disappeared, only leaving a scar on your cheek.
The flames behind his sunglasses flickered with anger. “Well?” said he, waiting for your response. The God of War never liked to wait, but it seemed like you were an exception. “No… father.” Lowering your head in despair. Had all of your hopes and dreams gone to waste? Why was it so hard to please your father? Numorous, unanswered questions clouded your mind.
You looked up in confusion once you felt a hand on your head. What was this, you thought. A smirk made its way to God’s face as he saw your bewildered look. Was this the way he shows his affection for his children? You couldn't help but smile at the God of War, feeling a little bit of pride come back to you.
“Don’t tell the others, yeah? Keep this a secret between the two of us. I’ll get you whatever you want if it keeps your mouth shut, little one.”
The flames in his eye sockets seemed to have calmed down as you watched them faintly glow.
Little one? Was your brain playing tricks on you, or was this all but a dream? Ares, God of War, giving you a nickname? You had to cherish this moment. Who knew it took this long for Ares to warm up to one of his children? Certainly, you didn't.
The god sighed before he kneeled down. He, ever so gently, placed his hand on your arm, a warm sensation spreading throughout your body. “Don’t do anything stupid, alright? Don’t go around thinking’ you can destroy whatever beast is out there,” said Ares.
Is this what it feels like to be loved by your father?
“You are still human, not a god. You’re not immortal like us.” Oh, to see the look on your siblings's faces once they find out where you've been this entire time. The perks of being the favorite, I guess!
“Why are you telling me this?" You couldn’t help but ask, staring into your father’s shades as he awkwardly rubbed your arm. His touch was… warm and fatherly, something you couldn't even describe.
He raised an eyebrow, baffled by the sudden question. “Well, squirt, despite this chaotic world we are forced to live in, I still... care for my children.” He placed his finger on your lips, silencing you from asking more questions. You silently glared at him as you thought about biting your father’s finger.
It wasn't like you were going to be rambling over how he hadn't been there for you a single time in your life!
Well, it was fun while it lasted. If only these moments could happen every once a week rather than once a month.
The God then shook his head. “We are wasting time.” Standing back up before he lifted you up from the back of your shirt. It was like you were a five-year-old all over again. You hadn't realized that your idol was a god this entire time.
“Pay attention, because I’m not going to repeat myself twice,” said Ares, confidently making his way to the opposite side of the said arena. “The first rule is to never show any weakness to your enemy. They could use that to their advantage. Now, shall we begin?”
With a simple nod, Ares smirked once again, his heart slowly beginning to warm up.
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Hello, what are your thoughts/headcannons on Kyle Sanders?
(general or relationship, your choice)
Apologies if it took long! Hope you enjoy:]
Kyle Sanders Headcanon
Word Count: 240
Headcanons
You never imagined yourself dating Kyle Sanders, someone who grew a hatred towards the Wii he was given when he was just a boy.
He never spoke about this incident before, only to you and Nathan. You never imagined yourself as Kyle’s little therapist. You weren’t great at giving people advice, but here you are.
He’s always been there for you, and you always had been there for him.
Kyle was the first to make the move, inviting you to dinner, which surprised you. Of course, you had to say yes; who wouldn’t?
“Maybe we can get ice cream along the way back, yeah?”
Kyle never thought of ever dating someone. He imagined that he would be at an old age, on his death bed all alone, but now he had someone to be with.
The progress is slow, but don’t you worry your little heart.
Weeks have turned into months, and the two of you are seen holding hands as you walked down the sidewalk—not a care in the world. Kyle felt like he was finally at peace with the world. He had nothing to worry about.
He’s fine with the affection you give him. It gives him a funny little feeling inside, but he never told you about it. On special occasions, he takes you out to a fancy dinner. Kyle tried to dress his best to please you and make you feel special.
“I love you too.”
#wii deleted you x reader#wii deleted you#wdy kyle#wdy#kyle sanders x reader#x reader#gender neutral reader#gn reader#x gn!reader#kyle sanders x gn!reader#wdy kyle sanders
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Since you're doing wdy x reader headcanons, is there a problem if you could write romantic headcanons with Eteled?
Hope you enjoy:]
Eteled Romantic Headcanons
Word Count: 229
Headcanons
Ever wondered how Eteled is like as your partner? Some could say he wouldn’t be a good partner, but you could say that he was perfect for you.
Either if you randomly spawned in the Wii or you found him attractive through a screen. You still loved him the way he is.
Eteled could be a bit protective towards you. You were the first person he ever dated! So, of course, he was going to not let anyone ruin the relationship between you and him.
The bald mii cherished any gifts you had given to him. He may even have a box full of all the things you had gifted him.
“Why did you call me that?”
He hasn’t grown used to those little nicknames you have began to call him. But he’s still getting used to you calling him by those nicknames. What were they called again?
Despite the challenges you have to deal with, such as the Corrupted Mii (Austin), the two of you still get to spend some time together.
A teensy smile can brighten up Eteled’s day, knowing that he was doing the right thing to love you.
“You make me feel things I have never once felt before. Thank you…”
How would things work out if you were a human and he was just a Mii? Would he have the ability to come out of the TV screen? Unfortunately, only time can tell.
#wii deleted you eteled#wdy eteled#eteled x reader#x reader#gender neutral reader#gn reader#wii deleted you#x gn!reader#x gn reader#x gn y/n#x gender neutral reader#reader insert#reader#wii deleted you x reader#romantic headcanons#headcanons#hc#rom
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Hi again I'm very sorry about not being specific Q<Q anygays I originally ment like what he does in a relationship
Like how he flusters the reader, how he shows affection all that stuff
Once again sorry 😅
Hey, it’s alright! I hope you enjoy it:]!!
Corrupted Mii Headcanons
Word Count: 168
Headcanons
He tends to give you kisses on the cheek, and seeing your face warm up always leaves him smiling.
What makes you think he’ll stop?
A hug or a kiss is all that you require; unless you ask for more, then maybe you’ll get it.
He never thought he had feelings for you. After all, he just thought you were a boring person/mii.
“What’s wrong, love?”
He’s still trying to get used to the pet names. It'll take him some time, but you'll be patient, right?
You want affection? Well, you’ll have to wait till both of you are alone. There’s no way he’s going to be affectionate toward you in public.
He’s not afraid to get a little bold, but he will stop if you are uncomfortable.
He tries to enjoy some of your hobbies, but he can’t help but find them a tad bit boring.
“Let’s do something fun, hm?”
#x reader#gender neutral reader#gn reader#wii deleted you#corrupted mii x reader#corrupted mii#wii deleted you x reader#x gn!reader#headcanon#romantic headcanons#headcanons
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Henry Morris and Sam x Type One Diabetic reader?
I can give you some information about my medical condition if you need help, sorry if this is too hard! I just never see any x T1 Diabetic reader fics.
I hope it’s to your liking! And I do apologize if I get anything wrong, also I’m sorry if it isn’t what you asked for. Enjoy :]!!
A/N: I have zero knowledge of this sort of stuff. With the help from @welpimspooky and google.. I hope this is all correct.
Word Count: 452
Henry and Sam with Type One Diabetic!Reader
Henry
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Your diabetes required constant monitoring and careful management. Each day, you relied on an insulin pump to regulate your blood sugar levels. However, changing the infusion site was always a daunting task. The tiny needle, which needed to be inserted just beneath your skin, often caused you anxiety and discomfort.
“Is everything alright, dear?” Henry inquired, and with a reassuring smile, he placed his hand on your shoulder. Henry would sit by your side, and he would try his best to at least be there for you.
You only nodded, resting your head on his shoulder. “Just thinking,” you muttered. Understanding the importance of timely site changes to manage your diabetes, Henry offered to help. You hesitated, feeling embarrassed to burden him with your medical needs. But Henry reassured you, expressing his unwavering support.
“It’ll be alright, (Y/N)”
Henry gathered the necessary supplies and sat beside you on the couch. He carefully guided you through the process. He made sure to keep an eye on you, making sure that you were alright.
Once the two of you were finished, Henry wrapped his arms around you, patting the top of your head as the both of you enjoyed dinner.
“I knew you could do it.”
Sam
Despite your condition, that didn’t let Sam try and befriend you, which successfully worked. You found her presence comforting, and it made you feel safe around her.
On a sunny morning, as you and Sam strolled through a nearby park, you suddenly felt a familiar pang on your side. Your glucose monitor beeped insistently, signaling a spike in your blood sugar levels. A frown formed on your face, feeling the weight of your condition pressing down on you.
Sam, noticing your distress, immediately sprang into action. “Are you feeling okay?” she asked, her concern evident in her voice.
You forced a smile, masking your discomfort. “Just a little off, but I’ll be fine,” you replied, though the strain in your voice betrayed your facade. Sam wasn’t convinced. “Come on, let’s find a spot for you to check your levels,” she insisted, guiding you to a nearby bench.
Reluctantly, you took out your glucometer and pricked your finger, wincing at the familiar sting. The digital display flashed a worrying number, confirming your suspicions. Your blood sugar was dangerously high.
Sam frowned, but wrapped an arm around your shoulder. “Don’t worry, I won’t let anything happen to you.” Taking a deep breath, you took out your insulin pen. With practiced ease, you administered the medication, feeling a sense of relief washing over you.
As you waited for it to take effect, Sam smiled as she placed her hand on top of yours.
“Think you can handle ice cream after this?”
#wii deleted you x reader#x reader#gender neutral reader#gn reader#wii deleted you#henry morris x reader#henry morris#samantha coleman#samantha coleman x reader#sam coleman x reader#sam coleman#gn!y/n#x gn!reader#gn!reader
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Hannibal NBC Masterlist
Frederick Chilton
Frederick Chilton + Child!Reader
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Hi could you do corrupted mii x reader headcannons plz :]
Hey! Hey! Thanku for requesting!! Be specific next time, alright? Hope you enjoy it!!!
Word Count: 180
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Headcanons
He honestly couldn’t care less about where you even came from. Had you been killed by Henry? Who knows.
He refused to interact with you the first time he met you. He’s usually seen sitting on the electric chair, acting like he was a king, before he saw your figure.
Once the two of you got to know each other a bit more, he began to get slightly more comfortable being around. He ends up growing a soft spot for you.
He sometimes picks you up by the scruff of your neck.
“Don’t stray too far away from me.”
He ends up adopting you somehow. Kinda just accepted the role as your “father.” He doesn’t enjoy the fact that he has to look after you.
Gives you pats on the head as a sign of affection. What did you expect from him? A hug?
“What did I tell you. . .”
He purrs in his sleep.
You end up being friends with Eteled? Well, say goodbye to that friendship! Your lovely “father” will refuse to have you in a different room.
#x reader#gender neutral reader#gn reader#x gn reader#x gn!reader#gn!reader#gn!y/n#corrupted mii#corrupted mii x reader#headcanon#wii deleted you x reader#wii deleted you
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I'd like to request one where either Henry, todd or Mike fluster the reader if possible
Thank you for requesting! Hope you enjoy it! I apologize if this took long!!!
Ideas flow in my head in the middle of the night for some reason.
Henry Flustering You
Word Count: 471
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It was a normal day for you. Despite the fact your boss, Todd, had called you to discuss about your recent performance. You were quite glad that he was able to give you a second chance. You guess it was the perks of being one of his favorite employees.
Making your way to the coffee machine, you awkwardly rubbed your arm as you tried to patiently wait for the person in front of you to hurry up.
A gentle bump to your shoulder snapped you away from your thoughts. You looked over your shoulder, noticing it was Henry, the weird one in the office. “It’s your turn.” He muttered, pointing at the machine. Nodding your head, you quickly made your coffee.
It was strange how you were able to befriend the man. Perhaps because he reminded you a lot of yourself? No, of course not. Only an idiot would think like that. But you always enjoyed his company, either way. Even if the two of you were next to each other in silence.
Taking a sip of your coffee, you made it back to your chair, taking a deep breath, you massaged your temples, trying to ease the pain. “You haven’t even done anything.” You told yourself, resting your head on your hand. It had gotten boring for the past few months. The same thing always happens over and over again.
You felt like you were losing your mind every time you entered the building. You didn’t even know half of the people here!
“Hey.”
You flinched at the sound of his voice.
That’s weird. You never acted like that around him.
“What is it, Henry?” You grumbled, forcing yourself to look at the man who stood next to you.
Henry looked around, almost as if he were afraid to speak out loud. Bending slightly over, he whispered in your ear. “Do you want to go out to dinner tonight?”
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Dinner? With him? You fidgeted with the cup in your hand, tapping on it slightly. What type of question was that? You glanced around the room, refusing to make eye contact with him as you tried to ignore the fact that your face was heating up.
Clearing your throat, you spoke up. “Sure, I would love to!” You smiled, slightly looking back at him.
You swore you could see a hint of life shine in his eyes. For some reason, you found it adorable.
“Ah— right, uh, after work?” You nodded. “Yeah, that’s fine.”
Henry slightly nodded before he quickly turned around and left.
Millions of questions raced through your mind.
“I must be a lucky person…”
#x reader#gender neutral reader#gn reader#henry morris x reader#henry morris#wii deleted you x reader#wii deleted you
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mike and todd wii deleted you x reader ? like how they would be as partners and what they would do for you if that makes sense :]
Of course!! I hope you enjoy it ^^
Mike and Todd as your partners Headcanons
Word count: 360
Mike
He’s an honest and loyal man, I can tell you that, but please don’t tell him any of your secrets. He might accidentally say something he wasn’t supposed to say.
He will refuse to let you into his home if you don’t wipe your shoes. What makes you think that he wants dirt in his home?
He snores
He will also wash the dishes for you, even if you try to do them. Be glad that you will finally have a break from cooking too. Even though he sometimes burns the food… He’s still trying.
The two of you like to watch the sunset together. His head resting on your shoulder. If only life could stay like this.
“I told you I was washing the dishes! You can go back to doing whatever you were doing.”
The two of you listen to music while cooking dinner together. He enjoys your company in the kitchen.
Every morning, Mike will refuse to get out of bed unless you stay with him for five minutes.
Todd
He’s calm around you and will not raise his voice, so that must be a good thing.
Unfortunately, he’s never around to spend time with you. Always worrying about work first before you.
But things got better after you had to talk to him about this problem. Todd ended up getting home early to surprise you.
He enjoys the affection you give him and refuses to even talk about it. Are you trying to embarrass him?
He’s alright with being affectionate when it’s just the two of you, but he’s a different man when you guys are outside.
Todd is usually the one cooking, while you’re the one washing the dishes. But if you’re tired of that, he will make it a treat to take you out for dinner. After all, he’s the one paying.
He establishes that the place you chose on the bed is the side you’re supposed to sleep on. This rule, however, is always broken by him moving around in his sleep. You could wake up with him on top of you or sleeping sideways.
“I have no idea what you’re even talking about.”
#wii deleted you#x reader#gender neutral reader#gn reader#mike scottsville x reader#mike scottsville#todd kennington#todd kennington x reader#wii deleted you x reader
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Hi I saw you do x reader things and have seen you've done WDY could I request a Austin x reader? Maybe a version of the comfort one you've done with Sam and Henry? Life been eh so it would be a cute thing to read if your good with it :]
Of course! Life can be shit sometimes but I hope this helps!
Austin comforting you
Word Count: 214
Headcanons
He would accidentally become your personal therapist. Might even question his life at this point, but it’s not important. His only focus is you, and only you.
Despite spending his free time studying, he would take you out for dinner. A date, you may ask? Unfortunately, no, just as friends.
Perhaps you need a little furry friend? Austin would take it upon himself to steal a cat from the streets, or if you’re a fan of dogs, he would still steal one.
He would freeze up when you hug him, but will soon relax into your embrace. He knows not to make this any worse for you. If you’re happy then he’s happy.
“Cheer up. How about you show something you’re good at?”
He’s not a huge fan of hugs, but for you he will make it an exception.
You feel stressed over something? Austin will massage your body as the two of you watch a movie. He knows what makes you happy.
Who needs a therapist when you have Austin to be there for you? The good news is that you won’t have to be spending any money.
“Seeing you like this makes me feel like I haven’t done my job as your friend correctly.”
If you’re lucky enough, he might even take you out for breakfast in the same day. Who cares if it’s the middle of the afternoon?
#gender neutral reader#x reader#gn reader#austin sanders#wii deleted you#austin sanders x reader#fluff headcanons#fluff hcs#wii deleted you x reader
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Wii Deleted You Masterlist
Henry Morris
Henry Morris comforting you
Henry flustering you
Henry and Sam with Type One Diabetic!Reader
Slow dancing with Henry
Sam Coleman
Samantha(Sam) comforting you
Henry and Sam with Type One Diabetic!Reader
Austin Sanders
Austin comforting you
Mike Scottsville
Mike and Todd as your partner
Todd Kennington
Mike and Todd as your partner
Corrupted Mii
Corrupted Mii Headcanons
Corrupted Mii Romantic Headcanons
Eteled
Eteled Romantic Headcanons
Kyle Sanders
Kyle Sanders Headcanons
#wii deleted you#wii deleted you masterlist#wdy kyle sanders#wdy henry#wdy eteled#wdy sam#wdy austin#wdy todd#wdy mike#wdy corrupted mii
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OKOK, KINDA THE SAME SITUATION W/ THIS POST BUT WITH SAMANTHA/SAM COLEMAN?? (same fandom, different character) IF ITS OK!!!
Of course!!! I apologize if she’s OOC… been a while since I last watched it.
Samantha(Sam) comforting you
Word Count: 216
Headcanons
As your only friend, Sam made it her mission to comfort you in any way. She was used to being bullied by William, but she never thought that you would be another one of his targets.
When she listened to you explain what had happened, she couldn’t help but feel guilty that she wasn’t there at the time.
Her hatred for William only grew. She might even have a word with him when she sees him again.
At least the two of you have something in common.
Sam isn’t afraid of giving you a hug. You’ve always been there for her, so she should return the favor. It's something the two of you always do whenever one of you is in a bad mood.
“If he continues messing with you, promise to tell me.”
She wouldn’t be upset if you tried to cover it up and act like nothing had ever happened. She understood what you were going through, and she will try to help.
Another thing she would do is look up some positive quotes and recite them in front of the mirror before saying them to you in hopes of boosting your self-esteem.
Sam isn’t afraid to get her hands dirty.
“Pick on someone your own size, huh? My friend here is off limits.”
#wii deleted you#gender neutral reader#gn reader#x reader#sam coleman#samantha coleman#samantha coleman x reader#sam coleman x reader#male reader#x gn!reader#fluff headcanons#headcanon#fluff hcs#wii deleted you x reader
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UHM UHM YES HI I HAVE A REQUEST :3 henry morris (wii deleted you) comforting reader fluff headcanons if that's okay !!
Thank you for requesting!! Hope you enjoy it!!!
Henry Morris comforting you
Word Count: 200
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Headcanons
He was quite confused as to why you came running to him with tears rolling down your cheeks. He was even more confused about why you even came to him instead of someone else, but he didn’t bother to ask.
A great listener
He will awkwardly pull you into a hug, whispering sweet nothings in your ear as he rubs your back. He also gives the best hugs, but he tries to disagree with that statement.
Will 100% glare at whoever made you cry. Might even purposely make the person trip.
The man will even try to crack up a joke, just wanting to see a smile on your face. He will do anything in his power to hear the sound of your laughter. He might even go out of his way to buy you one of your favorite snacks.
What if you don’t want a hug? Henry will respect that. He knows that there are people who aren’t a fan of hugs, and he’s one of them. He’s fine with respecting your boundaries. He only wishes that people will respect his boundaries one day.
At the end of the day, Henry will find that person and put them to rest.
#henry morris#wii deleted you#fluff headcanons#fluff hcs#fluff#x gn reader#x male reader#x m!reader#x gn!reader#henry morris x reader#wii deleted you x reader
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Would anyone be so kind to send me some requests? I’m bored, and I have nothing to do.
#hannibal nbc#pokemon#the hunger games#the hunchback of notre dame#hunchback of notre dame#tbosas#ballad of songbirds and snakes#obey me#wii deleted you#hannibal#madness combat#black butler#star wars#batim#bendy and the ink machine#the arcana#good omens
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Okokok hear me out.
Soft yandere Raihan who uses his Pokemon to keep an eye on you.
Thank you for requesting! I apologize that it took long! Hope you enjoy it ^^
Soft!Yandere!Raihan who uses his pokemon to keep an eye on you
CW: Yandere Raihan, OOC Raihan
Word Count: 263
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Headcanons
Raihan is fiercely protective of you, but he expresses it in a subtle and caring manner. He showers you with affection and attention, always making sure that you feel loved and cherished.
He is incredibly observant, noticing even the smallest change in your behavior or routine.
You’re in a bad mood? Don’t worry! Raihan will surprise you with the gift you always wanted, ensuring that his loved one will be content.
He trusts his pokemon to look out for you. So, say goodbye to your privacy. Raihan’s pokemon are like mini copies of him, each of them showing their affection for you.
Do you ever feel like you’re being watched while you’re on a walk? That would be his Flygon, making sure that you have a safe little trip.
Raihan will fake being sick just for you to stay at home with him. It’s all fun and games till you realize this, but he’ll make sure that his darling is always with him.
Raihan smiled as he heard the door open, but it only faltered once he saw your annoyed face. “I was only going for a five-minute walk, Raihan!” You yelled, bitting the inside of your cheek as Flygon rubbed its face against yours.
“How was I supposed to know that?” He argued, crossing his arms and pouting. “I only sent Flygon to protect you. What if you were hurt?!” He sobbed running towards you, wrapping his arms around your body.
You frowned before patting the back of his head. The gym leader smiled before he placed a kiss on your cheek.
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It’s the Most Wonderful Time of the Year
Based on Dark They Were, and Golden-Eyed
Word Count: 1.1k
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It had been two years since you were forced to leave your home planet, Earth. Life on Mars was a challenge for you to adjust to, and it must’ve been difficult for others too. You were part of a group of colonists that were dispatched to Mars for unknown reasons. Your family was devastated by the news, trying to spend as much time with you as possible before your departure to the red planet.
Despite all of this, you were somehow able to be friends with The Bittering Family, which is composed of Harry, the father, Cora, the mother, and their children Tim, Laura, and David.
It was strange to wake up to the seeded grass that had begun to sprout purple. You listened as Harry frantically rambled about how his cow had grown a third horn in the middle of its head. You only nodded, sipping your drink as you watched Harry throw his hands in the air.
“Can’t we just return back to Earth, (Y/N)?!” He angrily asked, kicking the Marrtian sand away from him.
“Well, Harry,” you calmly responded. “We can wait till the next ships return with the supplies we need.” Harry only frowned. “And how long will that take?” He grumbled, crossing his arms in disappointment.
You paused, silently doing the math in your head. Math was never one of your favorite subjects, yet you somehow managed to pass it. “I dunno, maybe a year or two?” Harry stared at you, dumbfounded.
“Two years?!” You nodded. “Two fuckin’ years?!” He was never the type to curse, so hearing this was quite surprising.
“That’s it! Come on, (Y/N)!”
“Where are we going?”
“We are going to build a ship to get off this red planet!”
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“Harry, give yourself a rest, man.” You sighed, handing the man a cloth to wipe away the grease stains on his hand. “I can’t rest, (Y/N); you know that already.”
It was true. After hearing the news about an atomic bomb destroying New York City and the only spaceport, Harry had began to work hard on the ship. You tried to help him out by handing the man the tools he requested, but that only did little to help him.
“What are you two idiots doing?”
The voice caused both you and Harry to look over, eyes widening at the crowd of people outside of Harry’s garage. Harry’s lips parted as he noticed the sudden change in the colonist’s eyes. “Y-your eyes!” He pointed it out, dropping the wrench he had in his hand. “Why are they gold?!” Harry gasped at the man’s skin color, covering his mouth. “Your sk-skin..!”
The colonists only looked confused, with one of them raising an eyebrow before handing Harry a mirror. “You have them too, dumbass.” They chuckled. “It’s not even a big deal. I think my eyes look attractive. What’d ya say we head to the canals and look for some ladies?” The crowd cheered before leaving you and Harry.
The man whimpered as he stared at his own reflection, suddenly dropping the mirror in disbelief. “What are we going to do, (Y/N)?” he whispered, pulling you into a hug as he sobbed on your shoulder.
You awkwardly stood there, patting the devastated man on the back. “It’s goin’ to be alright.” You whispered.
If only you could take those words back. What makes you even think that everything will go well? People have started to change; they even started to say different words that you somehow understand?!
“Darling!” Harry’s wife, Cora, yelled. She had her children beside her, each of them wearing their swimsuits. “Why don’t we all go for a swim in the canals? I heard that they can help relax the mind.” She innocently smiled, not even caring that the six of them looked partially Martian.
After some convincing, Harry finally agreed, but only because you were going with him.
You sighed in relief as you felt the water against your body. “Maybe we just needed to go for a swim, Harry?” You said this, smiling at the man, who nodded in response.
“Mom, dad,” said Tim, the eldest of the three children. “Can I change my name to Linnl?”
The two parents faced each other before reluctantly agreeing.
“Sure.”
“Of course!”
Your golden eyes only narrowed at the husband and wife.
“Oh! Oh! Can I also change my name?!” One of the other kids asked. Honestly, you forget their names, but who cares at the moment? They changed their names to Martian names, and that’s that.
When you and the Bittering Family returned from the canals, you noticed that it was almost like a ghost town. Everyone had just left. You looked at your fingers, noticing how your skin is getting darker. Was it just you, or did everyone suddenly get tall and skinny?
5 years later. . .
A rocket fell out of the sky. It lay steaming in the valley. Men leaped out of it, shouting. “We won the war on Earth! We’re here to rescue you! Hey!” But the American-built town of cottages, peach trees, and theaters was silent. They found a flimsy rocket frame rusting in an empty shop.
The rocket men searched the hills. The captain established headquarters in an abandoned bar. His lieutenant came back to report. "The town's empty, but we found native life in the hills, sir. Dark people. Yellow eyes. Martians. Very friendly. We talked a bit, not much. They learn English fast. I'm sure our relations will be most friendly with them, sir."
"Dark, eh?" mused the captain. "How many?"
“Six, eight hundred, I’d say, living in those marble ruins in the hills, sir. Tall, healthy. Beautiful woman.”
"Did they tell you what became of the men and women who built this Earth settlement, Lieutenant?"
“They hadn't the foggiest notion of what happened to this town or its people."
"Strange. You think those Martians killed them?"
"They look surprisingly peaceful. Chances are a plague did this town in, sir."
"Perhaps. I suppose this is one of those mysteries we'll never solve. One of those mysteries you read about."
The captain looked at the room, the dusty windows, the blue mountains rising beyond, the canals moving in the light, and he heard the soft wind in the air. He shivered. Then, recovering, he tapped a large, fresh map he had thumb-tacked to the top of an empty table. "Lots to be done, Lieutenant." His voice droned on and quietly on as the sun sank behind the blue hills.
"New settlements. Mining sites, minerals to be looked for. Bacteriological specimens taken. The work, all the work. And the old records were lost. We'll have a job of remapping to do, renaming the mountains and rivers and such. Calls for a little imagination."
"What do you think of naming those mountains the Lincoln Mountains, this canal the Washington Canal, those hills —we can name those hills for you, Lieutenant? Diplomacy. And you, for a favor, might name a town for me. Polishing the apple. And why not make this the Einstein Valley, and further over... are you listening, Lieutenant?"
The lieutenant snapped his gaze from the blue colour and the quiet mist of the hills far beyond the town.
"What? Oh, yes, sir!"
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