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roseyrays · 1 year

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Hi can you please make a request about housewardens with mc who is like little girl aka memory from identity v. Identity v is a mobile horror game like dead by deadlight. Of course PLATONIC!! little girl! Mc loves to draw, play dolls and always calls the housewardens and the rest of the boys onii chan. She's also shy around people.

🌻- OUR LITTLE SISTER featuring a little girl/memory!reader

dorm leaders | headcanon | platonic

warnings: includes overblot spoilers! and possibly ooc

notes: so being completely honest, i’ve never played idv before so i did my research so bare with me 🫠

🌹- Riddle Rosehearts

a child? what is a child doing here?? he has so many questions

when he heard that crowley is gonna let you stay in NRC he’s worried

you’re a child alone with no one who can take care of you (kinda)

he noticed how shy you are when you don’t really respond to anything, you just nod at whatever he’s asking you

whenever someone is teasing you ESPECIALLY when it’s someone from his dorm it will be off with their head

after his overblot he is very scared on what you will think of him now

but you actually warmed up to him and see him as a big brother

you would always mention your hobbies with him

you mentioned that you love drawings and dolls

so he decided to give a some more dolls to play with and some paper and pens for drawing

he’s the best big brother anyone could ever ask for

🦁 - Leona Kingscholar

he saw you in person during the entrance ceremony

and he met you in the botanical garden

you were a lot shy when you first met him but you needed adult supervision so you decided to stick around him

leona dislikes children though (that’s a lie, he does care for children he just doesn’t really like them that much)

he realized how sweet you were to everyone and him

after overblot, even though he did some terrible things you were still kind to him

which surprised him

now he takes care of you and boom you have leona as a big brother now

he secretly loves it when he sees you playing with cheka

will buy you crayons and papers for you to draw with

(big brother lion we stan)

you once called him "big bro" and he was definitely trying to hide a smile

buys you dolls and drawing stuff with his money

(ruggie is fuming)

🐙 - Azul Ashengrotto

concerned that there’s child with no guardian in the school

would try to keep you away from floyd

(you actually wanna play with floyd cuz bro is great w/ kids)

makes you eat at the mostro lounge because he doesn’t like you eating cafeteria food (especially w/the long ass lines)

after his overblot he was terrified to face you because he would think that you would hate him

but ofc you don’t

you guys created a small bond and you actually got used to him

you called him cute when you saw his childhood photos

he was embarrassed

he buys you stuff that you love <3

🦦 - Kalim Al Asim

found you adorable!

he has like 30+ siblings, so he definitely loves taking care of kids

but the issue is he isn’t very good at it

jamil has to help him (like always)

anyways when you told him about your interests, he immediately buys you tons of dolls and art stuff!!

he let’s you play with his hair

wants you to meet his siblings because he found adopted a new friend sibling for them!

you also get along with jamil very well and nicely

he cooks for the both of you

after jamil’s overblot though like the others he (jamil) is scared of what you will think of him

but as expected you did not hate him which he’s very thankful for

so technically jamil is babysitting two kids

🦚 - Vil Schoenheit

why is there a child here?

concerned

surprised

shocked

anywayssysys

rook is very delighted to see a child, he found you adorable and saw you as a sister while vil, very worried for your safety as well cause a child with no guardian?? dangerous

so he decided to take you to pomefiore dorm

he loves your cute doll

and will send rook to buy you some art supplies

during the vdc he makes you watch their practices because children easily get entertained right?

ok but like imagine a scenario when you guys meet Neige and he took one glance at you and immediately calling you “cute" and "adorable" cuz you are and once Vil sees you vibing to Neige’s song, he tries not to get jealous

after his overblot though

he finally let’s you interact with Neige for a bit jist fir a little bit

he acts like father lol

spoiling you with gifts and stuff

💀 - Idia Shroud

doesn’t really mind tbh

i mean he has ortho and he’s a little robot kid

he met you in person for the time when ortho decided to let you in the ignihyde dorm

he noticed how shy you are around people and he gets it

he himself is shy too

doesn’t really say it to you but he sees you as a sibling

pre overblot btw

when he saw you with rook and epel in styx, he was shocked

also worried for your safety cuz that is not a place for children

after his overblot

he was so nervous and sweaty on what you think of him

he was scared, he thinks he was gonna lose another sibling

but to his surprise and to no one elses

you forgave him

and called him big brother

he cried

so now you, idia and ortho are technically siblings now

they adopted you and you cannot decline that

🐉 - Malleus Draconia

he wasn’t there during the entrance ceremony or whatever you call it

but lilia was and you know he has an eye on adopting lost children

surprised to see lilia with a child in his arms

but at the same not (i think)

noticed you were a lot shy around people

so he (m.d) decided to make the dorm more lively

like adding more green fireflies and (very dark) but beautiful roses

after being settled in and being comfortable

you told him about your hobbies

asked lilia to buy dolls and drawing supplies for you

ofc lilia agreed, he loves making children happy

loves to watch you draw

he sent a letter to his grandma about you

something like “i would like to introduce you to the new addition of the draconia family"

that was after you called him big brother

he was happy :) he cried happy tears

and lilia is your father and silver & croc nut are your brothers

what a happy family

a/n: SORRY THIS TOOK A LOOONG TIME BUT I HOPED YOU LIKE IT ANON

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pinkmirth · 5 months

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they’re such idiots . . .

#love me some cadet ererei!!!#whether it’s in a platonic or romantic view i really just love them together #the perfect parallels! and they’re both cute & stupid (in the kindest way i can put it)#andddd rei-rei looks so adorably skrunkly >< kissing wit!reiner a million times #꒰ rambles!#❥ reiner!#❥ eren!#(AoT!)#reiner braun #attack on titan #ererei

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fxckn-sxck-fr · 2 months

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𝐋𝐈𝐅𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐎𝐋𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 — 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐈𝐈𝐈

Yandere Dick Grayson x GN Reader

❥ Part I >> Part II >> Part III >> Part IV

𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐗𝐓: This is basically just Dick metronoming between overly-coddling, emotionally distant, cool older brother, and scary. And also everyone collectively shaving 30 years off of Alfred’s life.

𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐒: platonic sibling yandere content, older brother Dick Grayson, younger sibling reader, non-vigilante reader, adopted reader, slow burn yandere(?), the pacing is very a-day-in-the-life-esque, overbearing Dick Grayson, lowkey-infantilism, flu-shot/needles (barely mentioned), emotionally constipated Bruce, estranged father Bruce, Dick is a liar (his pants are indeed on fire), Dick just knows shit somehow, Dick’s lowkey a dick, scary Dick Grayson.

“It’ll just be a little poke, kid. You’ll be fine.”

As much as you wanted to roll your eyes at the man’s babying, you couldn’t find the courage to do so. It had nothing to do with the upcoming needle (well, thinking about it may or may not have made you the tiniest bit apprehensive, but that’s besides the point). Rather, for the past 30 minutes or so, you’ve been haunted by the words of the lady at the front desk.

“A walk-in for flu shots today?”

A walk-in.

Dick said this was an appointment.

The whole reason why you were missing school today was because of this appointment. Dick scheduled it under the pretense that it was a Saturday rather than a Friday, and that’s why you were running around doing errands with him all morning instead of making up that damn world history test. So why the hell did she call it a walk-in instead of an appointment?

Of course, while you so desperately wanted an answer, there’s no way in hell you were asking; not after whatever… that… was earlier.

The absence of your response must’ve been translated as nervousness. “Hey,” Dick softly began, “it’ll be okay. I’ll be right here, alright?”

Before you could even think of what to respond with, the doctor walked in with a trey of needed utensils. When it was set down on the counter, you spotted the needle and packet of alcohol wipes, and you couldn’t help but quirk a brow at the array of different bandaids. There was the typical neutral type, but there was also ones with fun patterns, like rocket ships or flowers. The one with a classic comic book style caught your eye as the doctor began to talk.

“Sorry for the small wait,” she said, ripping open the packet of alcohol wipes. “Lots of people coming in for the flu shot.”

“‘Tis the season,” Dick chimed next to you.

You fought the urge to scoff at the doctor’s polite chuckle. Don’t validate his ego…

After instructing you to roll up your sleeve, she gently swabbed your upper arm with the cold alcohol wipe, the strong stench hitting your nose like a truck. Once that was done, she turned towards the counter to prep the needed, and you let out a small sigh. Once this was over with, you could finally go home and hide in your room for the rest of the day. It would finally grant you refuge from a whole day spent running around with Dick (he could be a fun guy, sure, but the awkward air of the morning was still lingering in the back of your brain, and you wanted some time to yourself to actually figure out what the hell the deal was).

A warm hand suddenly engulfed yours, causing you to flinch from surprise.

“It’s okay, kiddo,” Dick assured, stroking the back of your hand with his thumb. “You can always squeeze my hand if you need to.”

Your teeth aggressively bit down on the inside of your cheek. There were many things you wanted to say — “dude, I’m not a baby,” “the coddling is so weird,” “what the hell is up with you” — but you held them back the best you could, barely even registering the small prick in your arm until the needle was being pulled out.

“All done,” the doctor announced. You watched her put down the syringe on the tray as she picked up the different assortment of bandaids. “Hope you’re not too old for fun patterns. I’ve got tiger stripes, flowers, stars, butterflies…”

You obviously picked the comic book one, which you immediately regretted after hearing Dick’s small chortle (was he seriously making fun of you for choosing the objectively coolest looking bandaid?). As soon as the bandaid flaps were carefully rolled onto your upper arm, the doctor told you that the soreness should last for a couple of days, and before you knew it, you were hopping off of the chair and ready to go.

“Told ya you’d be fine,” Dick cooed, one of his hands coming up to pat your head. As if that wasn’t enough to rub you the wrong way, the doctor had the nerve to giggle at you two. Why was she endorsing this bastard’s behavior?!

And it gets worse. Because of course it does. After her little schoolgirl giggle, she let out a humored awww. Like she found your torment adorable in some sick way. You weren’t even worried about this to begin with, so what’s with all the infantilism, huh?!

God, I just wanna go home…

He was out for the night; you had to double, triple check just to make sure. Hell, you even looked up the Nightwing-sightings Twitter account to confirm that he was, in fact, out of the house (fortunately, a video of him grappling to Bludhäven’s Orthodox Cathedral was posted 7 minutes ago, which meant he was on the other side of the city). When you were 100% absolutely certain that — beyond a shadow of a doubt — he wasn’t hiding somewhere in the apartment for whatever reason, you took a few deep breaths and conjured up the bravery to hit the “call” button on your phone.

… Beeeeeeeeep…

“Master (Y/N), is everything alright?”

A small sigh of relief left your lips. Alfred’s voice sounded fully awake, and you could even hear the clinking of dishes in the background of the call. Not even questioning why the butler was doing dishes at midnight, you tried to make your voice sound casual. “Yeah, everything’s fine. Just wanted to check up on the manor.”

“It’s a rather rare night, here. For once, Master Bruce is asleep upstairs at this hour.” His tone then shifted to something more pointed. “Much like you should be.”

“And you,” you shot back. “Why are you awake if Bruce isn’t?”

“I’ve found myself working on The Batman’s schedule,” the old man explained, speaking over the squeak of a cabinet. “I usually don’t sleep for another couple of hours, when Master Bruce returns from his nightly activities.”

Well, that explains why breakfast is closer to lunch in Wayne Manor. Before he could return the question, you decided to cut to the chase. “Do you think it’d be okay if I tried to call him sometime? Or sent him a text?”

“I believe a call would be an excellent idea.” You could’ve sworn you heard a chortle on the other end. “A text would give him the leeway to procrastinate, and possibly never answer. It’s better to catch him off-guard.”

Something about having to surprise-attack your own adoptive father with a conversation made your chest feel heavy. While you figured out very early on he didn’t like socializing (must suck to be a playboy billionaire CEO and an introvert at the same time), did he really want to avoid talking to you that badly? Ouch…

“Well,” you awkwardly shifted on your bed, “when’s the best time to call him, then?”

“I’m afraid I don’t know the answer to that,” replied Alfred. “But I’ll be sure to let you know when the opportunity arises. It’s about time the two of you actually talked, after all. Even if it’s just a simple hello.”

Your lips pressed into a thin line. If you were reading in between the lines correctly, Alfred was suggesting that a call with Bruce at this rate would be a simple, “hi, how are you, how’s it going,” exchange. Which, okay, makes sense, considering your adoptive father may as well be a stranger at this point (you honestly wouldn’t be surprised if you had to reintroduce yourself to him), but that meant it was going to take a while before you could even consider asking him if you could move back into the manor.

Which meant you were stuck in Blüdhaven for an indefinite amount of time.

Okay, it’s not like living with Dick is the worst thing ever. He’s starting to get weird, sure, but all of your basic needs are met, and you’ve got the added benefit of having Nightwing as your older brother, probably making you the safest kid in Blüdhaven right now. If anything, you were being totally ridiculous right now; trying to get in touch with your reclusive adoptive father — who obviously wants nothing to do with you at the moment — just because you didn’t want to talk to Dick about his weird behaviors.

(In other words, you’re opting to avoid the problem altogether instead of addressing it. Why does that sound eerily familiar…)

But nevertheless, even before Dick started to get weird, you’ve been extremely anxious about your relationship with Bruce (or lack thereof). It’d be nice to put your best foot forward and try to make up for being a burden to him.

“I’ll take what I can get,” you sadly admitted. “I just hope I don’t make him upset.”

“I can assure you, Master Bruce would be more than thrilled that you’re reaching out to him.” Ah. So now Alfred’s reverted to lying to you. “Now, it’s about time you get some sleep, don’t you think? Master Dick would be most displeased that you’re taking up The Batman schedule yourself.”

You tried to ignore the way your stomach churned at the mention of Dick. “I guess so… goodnight, Alfred.”

“Good night, Master (Y/N). I hope your next call is at a more reasonable hour for the sake of your sleep cycle.”

And, with that, the call ended.

Just in time to hear the window in the living room open.

“The Flash.”

“Fortnite.”

“Superman.”

“Wordscapes.”

“Green Lantern.”

“Which one?”

“Uh… the one with the brown swoopy hair.”

“Halo.”

“Wonder Woman.”

“Minecraft.”

The sputter you let out almost made you lose your focus. “Wonder Woman plays Minecraft?!”

“Not often,” Dick elaborated, “she only started playing because she saw Donna has it.”

You spared him a glance, though quickly returned your attention back to the computer screen on your lap. “Who’s Donna?”

“Well, you might’ve known her as Wondergirl…” the way that Dick referred to her in the past tense made your heart drop, “but she’s been bouncing between Darkstar and Troia recently. Lots of people still call her Wondergirl.”

Oh, thank god. She’s not dead. “Didn’t take Wondergirl for a Minecraft player.”

“She wanted to play with the rest of the Titans,” was Dick’s simple reply. “We’re hoping she doesn’t check in with the server, though, cuz Wally accidentally blew up part of her house and I don’t think any of us have fixed it yet.”

“And Wally’s Kid Flash,” you presumed, barely registering Dick’s hum of approval after you watched your character get knocked off the track. “Should’ve known the Titans are a bunch of gamers.”

Dick chuckled. “I don’t know about all that. We don’t get to play with each other often, with how busy our lives are, but it’s a nice way to goof around during the holidays.”

“What do you guys play?” You had to fight the urge to let out a curse upon seeing you got 1st place stolen from you. Total bullshit. “Besides Minecraft and, y’know, Garfield Kart.”

“Okay, to set the record straight, I’ve only played Garfield Kart once.”

“Mhm.”

“And Wally thought it would be funny.”

“Uh-huh.”

“And I figured it was fine to only spend 5 dollars on a game I knew I’d play once.”

“Why’s it still in your library, then?”

“Because I still spent money on it,” Dick retorted, his arms gesturing wildly in the air. “Might as well keep it just in case Wally wants us to play it again!”

“You’re getting oddly defensive about this.”

“Cuz it’s the truth!”

“Alright, then. Let’s see.” You dragged the mouse down to his dock and clicked on Steam, pulling up his library tab. “You have a total of 5 hours in Garfield Kart.”

“All from one night,” Dick tried to justify.

“You guys were playing Garfield Kart for 5 hours straight?”

“Roy was having connection issues!!”

“There’s no— I’m calling bullshit!!”

“I’m not making this up, I swear it’s the truth!!”

“Nah, man,” you were fighting through your giggling fits as best as you could. “I don’t believe it. 5 hours in Garfield Kart over connection issues??”

“I have witnesses!!” Dick started to fish into the pocket of his sweatpants for his phone. “I’m calling Wally right now. He’s gonna tell you the exact same shit, and you gonna formally apologize to me with a third party present to…”

Something on his phone screen made him trail off.

You at first thought it was because he couldn’t multitask between pulling up Wally’s contact information and talking. But his fingers weren’t doing anything, instead stagnantly clutching his phone. He looked to be reading something, like a notification on his lock screen. You watched in real time as his humored smile (a genuine smile, not a Richard Grayson smile), dropped into a deep frown. The switch up was enough to kill your own smile, brows knitting together as you asked, “what is it?”

He didn’t answer. Instead, he muttered a curse under his breath and abruptly stood from his seat on the couch to make a b-line for his room. The door slamming shut caused your shoulders to jerk upwards, the sound echoing through your brain as you quickly put the pieces together; Nightwing was needed.

Low muttering came from his room — probably a phone call, though you weren’t a hundred percent certain on that — making you wonder just what the hell was going on. Was this a Gotham emergency? Titans emergency? Hell, even a Justice League emergency (if that’s the case, it’s a bit weird to think that Leaguers just text each other when they need back-up, but then again, you’re not entire sure what else they would do… there’s probably a whole system to it that you wouldn’t understand).

Dick’s bedroom door swinging up snapped you out of your thoughts, your pseudo brother now dressed in his Nightwing costume with his phone up to his ear. “I’ll call you back over comms. Just give me a minute, okay?” He then hung up, tossing his phone onto the couch and making his way to the window. “Duty calls, kid.” The pane of glass automatically slid open at his touch. “Leftovers are in the fridge if I come back late.” Before you could even ask what was going on, he jabbed a finger at you in an accusatory manner. “Stay put. You hear me?”

You thickly swallowed. “Try not to cause any explosions this time.”

A ghost of a smile danced on his features, and, within a blink of an eye, he was gone.

The apartment was eerily quiet now. Just a few minutes prior, you were laughing and carrying on about what games each Leaguer played, and now this happened. God, the vigilante lifestyle is one hell of a rollercoaster.

You’ve long forgotten about Garfield Kart, setting the laptop right next to where Dick’s phone landed on the couch. Instead, you tried to focus on taking deep breaths to keep your anxiety at bay. Dick was going to be fine. He’s always come home before, this time should be no different, right?

“I bet this is what Alfred thinks about Bruce,” you humorously thought out loud.

It’s probably what he thought about Jason, too.

… Not helping.

Taking another deep breath, you wrapped your arms around yourself and sank further into the couch. He’s going to be fine. If he’s coming in as backup, then that means he won’t be alone. Other heroes will have his back and make sure nothing bad happens.

“He’ll be fine,” you had to reassure yourself.

Everything’s fine.

Thunkthunk…

…

Thunkthunkthunkthunk…

…

Thunkthunkthunkthunkthunk…

Okay, either a giant bug was trying to get into your room in the middle of the night, or someone was at your window.

Your first thought was to ignore it. What if it was a murderer or a robber? There’s no way in hell you’re about to find out when Dick still hasn’t returned. That’s when you remembered, oh yeah, Dick still hasn’t returned, and that very well could’ve been him. Why was he trying to get into your room instead of the easy-access, less conspicuous window in the living room? No idea. But you decided to risk it anyway, rolling out of bed to face the window.

Sure enough, sticking outside of the building like an overgrown spider was Blüdhaven’s very own Nightwing, his blue stripes shimmering under the full moon. You could slightly make out the sheepish expression on his face as he asked, “could you let me in?”

If your brain wasn’t still foggy with sleep, you probably would’ve been an asshole and toyed with him for a bit, but it was too late for that. Flipping the window’s switch, the locking mechanism came undone with a resonate click, and you pathetically struggled to slide the glass upwards (in your defense, Bat-certified security windows are kinda heavy). Sparing you from further embarrassment, Dick helped out on his end. You found it unfair that he was able to make it look easy with one hand.

“You’re home,” you tiredly noted, allowing relief to flood your senses. “Is everything alright?”

“Yeah. Yeah, everything’s alright.” As soon as he took a couple steps forward, you realized that everything was not alright. He seemed to be favoring his left leg over his right, limping towards your bed and sitting himself down on it as gracefully as he could. “Just some business in Gotham, is all.”

Your brows furrowed at how dismissive he was. “What happened to your leg?”

He didn’t answer for a few moments, instead working on tearing his domino mask off (there was an inky black substance left around his eyes, and you wondered if it was some sort of adhesive for his mask or something like that). “Uh… nothing too bad. I’ll be fine in the morning.”

“Nothing too bad,” you flatly echoed. “What does that mean?”

“Minor scratch,” he half-heartedly replied.

“… Right.” You didn’t believe him, but you couldn’t see any sort of obvious dents or deformities to his leg, so at least there was that. “So, is the living room window broken, or…?”

“Jammed,” was his curt answer.

For whatever reason, his total vagueness was starting to get on your nerves. Not only is he keeping you in the dark about what happened in Gotham, but he’s obviously lying about his leg and now reverting to giving you one-word answers. You also didn’t like how nonchalant he was being, like this has been scripted and rehearsed several times (god, he must’ve been a menace for Bruce and Alfred back in the day).

“Probably should get that fixed, then,” you said through a yawn.

“Yup.” He even popped the p. What a jackass. “Was everything fine while I was away?”

Christ. Even when asking a how were things question he sounds so dismissive. Maybe it was just because he was so tired after a long day. You should probably stop assuming he does everything out of pure condescending intent and general assholery. “Yeah, every—”

The sound of your phone ringing cut your answer short. Before you could make a move, Dick leaned across your bed to inspect your device picking it up and reading the caller ID. “It’s Alfred,” he chirped. Now, you would think he would hand the phone over to you (you know, cuz you’re the actual owner of the device), but you were grimly reminded that Dick was still the biggest bastard you know when he answered the call himself, bringing it up to his ear and greeting Alfred with a simple, “yo.”

“Dick, what the fuck are you doing,” you whispered, hoping that Alfred couldn’t hear you curse from the other end. You reached for your device, but he easily caught your hand with his free one.

“Yeah, it’s me,” he said over the line. He continued to talk with that stupid nonchalant tone, and from how Alfred’s voice bellowed out of your phone, you could tell the butler wasn’t having it. Attempted to obtain the device again, you swiped at it with your freehand, only for Dick to catch you off guard by pulling you towards his chest. You barely had time to start squirming before he locked you in place under his arm. “I’m fine, Alfred,” he said after he managed to finagle you onto his uninjured leg. “Honest. I am.”

Now that you were at a closer proximity, you could vaguely make out what Alfred was saying. “You had me scared to death, boy!! The least you could’ve done was answer your communicator, you know!!”

“Didn’t hear you trying to contact me,” he sheepishly replied, an almost chuckle spilling from his lips. “My comm must be jammed after the impact. Sorry, Alfred.”

First the window’s jammed, now his comm’s jammed. Why is everything jammed tonight?

… Also, what’s this about an impact?

“You’ve outgrown the manor and yet you’re still fixed on giving us heart attacks,” Alfred exasperatedly sighed. “Master Bruce was worried you were—”

“Hey, hey,” Dick reassured. “I’m okay, alright?”

You took this as an opportunity to speak up. “No, he’s not!! He did someth—gmgfhfmhm!!”

Dick partially stopped constricting your body to slam your face into his chest, muffling the rest of your sentence.

“… Master Dick, are you hurt?”

“No, Alfred.” A bit of venom laced Dick’s words, but he was quick to recover. “I’m fine. (Y/N)’s just being a little brat again.”

From the small beat of silence, you 100% knew Alfred was not buying Dick’s bullshit. But there wasn’t much the old man could do to call him out for it over the phone. “Well, then, how is Master (Y/N)? You seemed very worried over how they were—”

Dick didn’t even let Alfred finish. “They’re fine, but up way past their bedtime.”

… Wait a minute.

“Master (Y/N),” Alfred chided, this time directly talking to you. “What did I tell you about getting your proper rest?”

This. Mother. Fucker.

You tried to swivel your head out of his chest to A.) breathe again, and B.) give him a deadly glare. Why the fuck was he throwing you under the bus when he was the one that woke you up in the first place?! God, as soon as he lets you loose, you were gonna let him have it.

“It’sh no’muy fauh,” you defended, your words distorted from your cheek being smushed against Dick’s body. Unfortunately, Alfred still allowed his disapproval to shine through with yet another sigh, mumbling something about how everyone in this family is a hazard.

“Don’t worry, Alfred.” Dick shifted you on his lap so you were no longer being manhandled like a teddy bear. “I’ll get them to bed right now. Tell Bruce I’m fine, alright?”

“You should tell him yourself, boy!! He’s been trying to call you non—”

Dick then did the unthinkable; hang up on Alfred.

Oh, hell no. Absolutely not. You do not hang up on Alfred while he’s mid-chastising. Even if he’s a massive douche, Dick should know better than this, especially considering he was practically raised by the man.

So, as soon as he unceremoniously tossed your phone back onto your bedside table, you got vengeance on behalf of the butler.

CHOMP.

“OW!!” Dick unraveled his arm from your form, trying to rip his hand out of your mouth. “You little brat!! What the hell?!”

“Urr fveeinn uh pphrickhh!!”

Be some miracle, he managed to pry your teeth off of him, wiping the saliva off of his glove. “Care to repeat that, you vile creature?”

Spitting the taste of latex out of your mouth, you tried again. “You’re being a prick!! Why are you lying to everyone, huh?! I was worried, Alfred’s worried, Bruce is worried, and here you are, waving everyone off like it’s nothing?! What the hell even happened out there, huh?!”

Dick’s expression hardened. “(Y/N), it’s way too late for this.”

“No!! Don’t even do that!!” You shoved jabbed a finger into his chest. “You can’t come in here waking me up at… whatever the fuck hour it is right now and brush everything to the side!! You’re obviously hurt, dipped out on everyone over in Gotham without a word, have Alfred and apparently Bruce try to get in touch with you cuz they didn’t know what the fuck happened to you, and you expect me to not want any answers?! What’s your problem?!”

“My problem is that I have a high schooler yelling in my face like a 3rd grader,” Dick bitterly snapped. “People are trying to sleep right now, (Y/N)! What if you wake the one of the neighbors and they file a noise complaint?!”

“Wha— don’t try to change the—”

He grabbed your forearms tightly, catching you off guard and killing your sentence then and there. His tone got dangerously low as he pulled you closer to him. “I’m serious, (Y/N). Cut it out. Now’s not the time for this. Can’t you just listen to me for once?!”

… This was unfair. He’s trying to pull some intimidating authority bullshit on you, all to avoid actually answering you. It was so painfully obvious that’s what he was doing.

And yet, despite knowing that…

That look was back in his eyes.

It was the same coldness that made the hairs on the back of your neck stand at attention, vocal cords constricting as though your very subconscious was warning your brain to shut the fuck up as a self-preservation tactic. A ghost hand was creeping up your spine, sending electric signals of unease through your shoulders and into your skin.

Something was wrong again.

Something was so wrong again.

Even if you know this was all just some cheap intimidation tactic, it sure as hell was working.

“Fine,” you muttered, turning your head away so you didn’t have to continue eye contact with him. “But this isn’t over, okay?”

Dick didn’t have anything to say to that. Rather, he picked you up from his lap gently, setting you back down on your bed. “Get some sleep. Okay, kiddo? It’s been a long night.”

You merely hummed, watching him carefully. His calculating gaze — which still held that weird edge — scanned over your form before a certified Richard Grayson smile tugged at the corner of his lips. After a few seconds of just staring at you, he turned towards the door and began to limp out the room.

“Goodnight, (Y/N).”

“… ‘Night, Dick.”

Your door squeaked open, then softly clicked shut.

After he was gone, it dawned upon you that you were holding in your breath. Allowing yourself the gift of oxygen, you flopped back down on your bed, mulling over the timeline of the day. Hours prior, Dick left for a Gotham emergency, must’ve done something to fuck up his leg (you recall him saying something about an impact to Alfred), left for Blüdhaven without telling anyone, ignored comms because they were jammed, woke you up because the Bat Door (the living room window) was also jammed, and then the phone call with Alfred.

And also him being weird again (the scary weird this time, not the coddling weird), but you didn’t really wanna think about that right now.

In fact, if you were being honest, you realized you were too tired to think about everything else, as well. It really has been a long day, and you weren’t even the one dealing with Gotham bullshit (no, your job was to deal with Bat bullshit… batshit). All this dismissive lying shit really tuckers a kid out.

So, as your eyelids began to flutter shut, you could only mutter one last thing;

“… What the fuck is happening.”

#❥ TW: YANDERE #❥ LIFE WITH OLDER BROTHER #❥ YANDERE CHARACTER #❥ PLATONIC YANDERE #❥ YANDERE DICK GRAYSON #❥ YANDERE DICK GRAYSON X READER

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faerieroyal · 4 months

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Could i request luke skywalker with a gn! Kid that he rescues. The kid starts to see him as a parental figure? All platonic of course. The kid could be around like 12 or 13. I’d like if the reader/kid could be a togruta but I don’t mind if you don’t do that!

-🧛

ahhhh, thank you so much for making the first official request on my newly revamped blog !! luke is my absolute beloved, so this was a great request to get <3 i really hope you like these headcanons !!

✩⡱ headcanons: luke skywalker x gn!child!togruta!reader !

— you are one of the first young force users luke manages to recruit for his new jedi order after the empire's defeat - even if he doesn't actually mean to find you.

— during his quest to find children blessed with the force around the galaxy, the togruta's home planet of shili is one of his first stops, and it's there he finds you. you're an orphan with nowhere to go and no one to take you in, stealing what you can to be able to afford food and making your home in an abandoned warehouse in the city, all the while trying to hide the odd ability to move things with your mind you've always had - the ability your parents, when they were alive, always told you you had to hide for fear of the empire coming after you.

— but your parents are gone now, and the warnings they gave you when you were younger aren't enough to stop you from trying to steal luke's lightsaber as he walks down the street by levitating away from him. of course, it doesn't quite work, as luke can sense your use of the force, and the lightsaber doesn't even make it all the way out of its holster before luke is grabbing it out of the air and turning to lock eyes with you, somehow knowing exactly where you are despite the fact that you've hidden yourself in the shadows of an alley.

— you're absolutely terrified you're about to be beaten or hauled off to prison, but to your surprise, all this strange man asks you is how long you've been able to do things like that, and if you're able to do other things, like sensing a particular air around people or being able to influence people's minds to be more agreeable with what you want.

— when he tells you that he understands, that he can do that as well, and that if you would like to learn how to develop these abilities, you can come with him and be a part of the new jedi order, you finally realize who he is: luke skywalker, the man who saved the galaxy from the empire's rule and, though he's clearly not the last remaining force user, the last remaining jedi.

— you're completely shocked that the savior of the galaxy is even interacting with you, a togruta orphan thief, much less that he's saying you have special powers and offering to train you as a jedi. but what can you do but accept? this may be your only chance to get off the streets of shili, your only chance to actually make something of yourself.

— by the end of the day, you and luke have boarded his ship and are flying away from the only home you've ever known, the place where you were born and where you lost your parents to sickness, where you had to scrounge in the back alleys and steal and fight for scraps to survive.

— shili will always hold a lot of memories for you, both good and painful, but you find that you're happy to be leaving it behind, to start embracing your purpose as a force user and becoming one of the galaxy's new jedi saviors.

— it isn't long before the two of you have been to illum to get your kyber crystal, and before you know it, you have your very own lightsaber and are ready to officially begin your jedi training.

— it isn't the easiest process - much like luke's father, you've started your training much later than the younglings of old, but thankfully your species are one of the galaxy's strongest in the force, so it isn't long before your control and fighting skills have greatly improved.

— but even better than these newfound skills and control is the bond you start to develop with your master.

— luke isn't always the most patient teacher - unbeknownst to him, a skywalker trait - but he is understanding of your feelings and struggles, and completely dedicated to helping you become the best jedi you can be. even as the two of you continue to travel around looking for more students for his jedi school, luke's primary focus remains training you, the first padawan he's ever had.

— of course, luke has little idea of the jedi's former pattern of masters and padawans forming familial-like bonds, having only been trained for a short while by both obi-wan and yoda, so when he finds himself starting to see you as something of his child, to want to protect you and make sure you were always safe and happy, it comes as a pretty big shock... but not an unwelcome one.

— and over time, you start to see luke as a parental figure as well.

— he always does his best to take care of you and make you feel good about yourself, he always takes the time to talk to you and provide comfort if you need it, and though your situations aren't quite the same, he does understand being a child without parents, and he'll always stay up at night with you to talk if you're missing your parents more than usual.

— after you lost your parents, you'd given up hope of ever having a father again, but as time goes on, you start to feel like luke might be the closest thing you'll have to getting another one.

— but neither of you are quite ready to voice these feelings for a while - not until one night almost two years into your training, when the two of you are taking advantage of a quiet night on ossus to sit on the roof of the new jedi academy and watch the star-filled sky.

— the whole thing is incredibly calming, and you've already had a bit of a long day, so eventually, you lean against luke's side and rest your head on his shoulder, your lekku dangling over his shoulder, and with your filter crumbled into dust by the pull of sleep, you finally mumble the words you've been thinking for months now.

— "thank you, luke. for saving me, and for being my mentor, and for being my... my father."

— you drift off into the comforting darkness of sleep almost immediately after speaking, so you miss the shocked look luke gives you that eventually spreads into a soft, loving smile, and you especially miss the small kiss luke plants on top of your head, and the whispered words that, though he'll make sure to repeat them to you tomorrow morning, he feels he needs to say now.

— "you're welcome, padawan. and thank you for being my child."

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promptplanetblr · 2 years

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Please mention some sweet nicknames!!!

Nicknames

Type: list

Genre: fluff, could be romantic or platonic!

I love nicknames! I hope you enjoy these (:

- mod ❥bun

Feminine Nicknames

Princess

Darling

Pretty

Beautiful

Gorgeous

Dove

Dollface

Masculine Nicknames

Handsome

Lover Boy

Beau

Stud

Gender Neutral Nicknames

Honey

Sweetheart

Babe

Love of my life

Baby

Pumpkin

Sweetie

Dearest

Beloved

Love

Sugar

Cutie

written by mod ❥bun

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dxmoness · 1 year

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𝐔𝐧𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝 | 𝐎𝐧𝐞

marq's note: will be using this banner until I think of a new one 😭 still upset that picsart deleted my old ones.

The tests given to her were no mere tests. They were made out of complete danger due to the fact that it was expected of an Agriche to embrace danger as a friend. Poison was the most important test in these.

She was given multiple poisons that failed to register her into sickness, until today. She had gotten light headed and nearly fainted if it hadn't been for Dion who gave her a meaningful look that meant not to disappoint.

She didn't know how that worked, but the thought of disappointing her brother was an option that was not for her. If anything she wanted to prove her worth to him.

Days passed as they both grew older. Now that she was 16, Dion was more protective over her. He was practically with her everywhere. So if he were on missions she felt the relief of finally being able to relax and do stuff that she couldn't do when he was around.

Dion had been gone for a while. She wondered where he went, but if he didn't tell her it meant it was dangerous, but important to a degree. She did not question it. After all they were all given tasks to do.

Her own was no mere feat. Every Agriche child was tried every year to see which was on top. So far Dion was undefeated in their father's favor under him was their sister, Roxana. Then it was Name. Due to this she tried her absolute hardest to keep at her position, if not then they'd say she was nothing like her outstanding brother. This year she had planned on summoning a demon only for her plan to fail due to other people coming up with better ideas. Though she did think it'd be a good idea to scourge up a demon, although the many complications that'd bring are also very noticeable.

"My lady, your presence is requested in the hall." So they've found another person to meddle with. She gave a simple wave of her hand dismissing the messenger.

It seemed almost always that there has been a random guest in their household. One to be tortured so this was no different.

Putting on her most elegant dress, she stepped out of her room. To be met with the surprise of a certain someone awaiting her to come out of her chambers. "Isn't it rude to visit without the person's knowing, Jeremy?"

Jeremy Agriche. When Dion was not present, he was the one clinging to her. Personally she didn't mind, but really of all the people. She knew that he was closer with Roxana though perhaps because of her always occupied with Dion, they can never get to be as close. Dion didn't like her being with the insolent brat as he put him.

"Well, you were taking ages." Jeremy started, staring at her with a simple shrug. "And I've been here since the messenger came here so you can't tell me you didn't take long."

She hummed in defeat as she walked away from the male, who jerked forward after her. There was no conversation brought up. They were in the territory of gossiping servants who'll tell anything to their father if they dare say something. Jeremy passed glares around to those who dared stare at Name while Name did not care at all. She was too busy wondering what was so important to summon all of them here. Well not all since there was still Dion and him who were on missions and do not have the time to return for this.

Entering the hall, her optics met a sight of two others with their father, of course, sitting in his usual spot. So Roxana and Charlotte were summoned here too. How annoying. She honestly didn't mind Roxana, but Charlotte... She was a headache to mess with, not only so but whatever this is about will cause her to throw such a tantrum.

"Father." She mumbled, eyes shifting uncomfortably in his presence. Lant Agriche regarded with a nod of response which meant she could move away. Walking over to her siblings they awaited their father's command. Then it came.

A young male was brought over, clearly wounded as his golden eyes searched the room meeting her own. She looked away with no further movement. Looking towards her father with an inquiring look.

"He's the son of the insolent b*tch." Their father said with much satisfaction with himself. "I brought him to teach him a bit of a lesson." As expected from him she supposed.

"I see." Her voice forced itself to speak. How dreadful. The insolent bitch in question was none other than Rousseul Pedelian. So this person was the successor of the Pedelians. Dion had mentioned never to trust them. He looks pretty though. She cursed herself quietly. Shut up! You're not supposed to call your enemies pretty!

"This toy's gaze is quite rebellious, Father." Roxana said. Name now noticed that Roxana seemed to be eyeing him with interest.

"Until he is compliant keep him in the dungeons." With that the male was dragged away. Name bit her lip as she waited for permission to leave. Once that was given, she rushed to her room. Not caring if Jeremy called out for her.

That night, she took the initiative to sneak into the dungeons. "My lady-!" The knight said, face red at the sight of her it seemed. She placed a finger on her lips and the male grew quiet.

"Good. Could you give me your keys, hm?" Her eyes locked on the knight who shook his head saying he had orders. "You don't have them, do you?" This caused the knight to stop. How did she know? Roxana's scent was in the air.

Gritting her teeth, this meant she'd have to wait for her to leave much to her frustration. It seemed she didn't have to wait for long though for out she came. Concealing herself, she watched Roxana left.

She took the chance to enter while the knight was still unaware of the door's opened state. Entering the dungeons, she made her way to the Pedelian.

First thing she thought when she saw him was one thing. This was a bit too much. He was almost bleeding to death. Lifting his chin, she noticed the remains of the drugs dripping from his mouth. So Roxana had given him the antidote. Hm.

Suddenly she heard noises outside. Taking his hand, she gave him a little spark of her magic. That would help with the poison as well. Hopefully.

Leaving the room before getting caught, she found herself relieved. Why so? Why had she worried so much over an enemy? Grabbing her chest, she hit herself cursing. No emotions.

That was what Dion said, didn't he?

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aventurinio-prvt · 7 months

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Characters I do:

Demon slayer🎐:

Muichiro tokito

Uzui tengen

Tomioka giyuu

Shinobu kocho

Mitsuri kanroji

Obanai iguro

Rengoku kyojuro

Shinazugawa sanemi

Shinazugawa genya

Kanao tsuyuri

Kanae kocho

Senjuro rengoku

𝑵𝒐 𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒖𝒊𝒏𝒈~~

Genshin impact✨:

Alhaitham

Kaveh

Neuvillette

Wanderer

Cyno

Tighnari

Raiden shogun

Nahidha

Lyney

Freminet

Lynette

Basically every genshin character except a few like Kirara xingqiu and more I will update this list once more just ask if you want a request on any genshin character

Honkai star rail: 🚂

Blade

Dan heng/imbibitor lunae/ dan feng

Sunday

Aventurine

Ratio

Jing yuan

Yanqing

Jingliu

Himeko

Herta

Kafka

Silver wolf

Fu xuan

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seahydra · 23 days

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❤️ + 💛 + 🩵? ^^

> REMEMBER THAT I HAVE THESE IN MY INBOX

> FREAK OUT. I'M SO SORRY EVERYONE...

❤️ how did they meet? was it love at first sight, immediate enemies, or something in between?

They met via Levi trying (and failing) to use Lazarus as part of a devious plan to get her brother to pay back the money he owes her. Actually... she doesn't even GET to disclose the details of said plan, because Laz interrupts her and tries to bond with her over their mutual interests first only for her to immediately go into gatekeeper mode. Which just ends up making both of them mad ... so it's a liiiittle bit like immediate enemies yeah.

...Sort of. Levi just flat out doesn't like her initially, and Laz pretends to dislike her just as much but TRUTHFULLY she spends a lot of her time thinking about how she can become closer with the weird losergirl she's taken an interest in hdhdhf.

💛 and 🩵 are here :]

#🦇 ask game #IALWAYS FORGET I HAVE ASKS. FORGIVE ME. FORGIVE ME.......#anyway mostly one sided platonic crush save me. save me mostly one s #❥ the prince and the little mermaid

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vellichorsdesire · 24 days

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thinking abt being a part of my queerplatonic f/o’s (kind of) family like makes me kind of ill not going to lie. like being really close to their siblings too kind of part of family. getting to rely/depend on each other…. hang out casually and have sleepovers sometimes, literally just dropping by and going ‘hi is f/o here?’ ‘oh i think theyre most likely busy right now can i borrow you before you go to them actually i cannot beat this game level for the life of me’ type of casual relationship. actually i have walked into all of their lives and will never ever leave because our bond is absolutely unbreakable

#does this count as f/o gush. kind of? platonic f/o gush??#i feel like i won’t really talk about them much so you can take this crumb i guess!!!!!#i say kind of family because #they dont have any parents only siblings in a sense. its compliacated but all of them have a sibling dynamic #too sleepy to think propeerly #❥ vels ramblings #self ship

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azlrse · 2 years

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A little bird told me that a new legendary cookie has been released recently and I have plans on making fics and imagines for her.

Black Pearl Cookie herself is now added to the list <333

#❥ spilling the tea with azalea *.✧#crk x reader #cookie run x reader #yandere cookie run #black pearl cookie #her character maybe too ooc for me to write since i have little idea about her personality #also platonic yandere potential???? 👁️👁️#she's so pretty omfg

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empress-pug · 2 years

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Can you do headcannons and a short scenario(at the end) with Ahin Grace x little sister reader, I can just imagine him being that kind of brother who teases you so much(imagine if you had a crush💀) but is also sweet and caring at the same time and spoils you A LOT

Its okay if you dont want to do it that's understandable and dont feel pressured too I know the feeling of those seemingly unending homeworks I just finished my projects and we have exams in 2 days helpp😭😭

A/N: Sameee we had 11 pages of Spanish homework and then my teacher gave us a POP QUIZ LIKE PLEASE GIVE ME A BRRAK 😭

Ahin Grace x younger sister!reader is now reading the PLATONIC FLUFF ballroom…

SYPNOSIS: General Ahin Grace with a younger sister headcannons and imagine

CONTENT WARNINGS: Ahin Grace

Good luck having him as a brother

Hee care for you everyday, making sure you’re healthy no one’s bothering you BUT

HE TEASES YOU EVER DAY OMG

Like something you did years ago, “Hey remeber that one thing you did 3 years ago?”

He also interrogated your crushes, like background searches- seeing if they could support and love you

SPEAKING ANOUT CRUSHES

you know those people in school who say they’ll tell on you and raise their hand, and when the teacher calls on them they say they want to go to the bathroom

YEAH HES THE SAME BUT WITH YOURE CRUSH

Like, oh I’m gonna tell (crushes name) you like them, and when he goes and talks to your crush he’s like- the weathers nice isn’t it????

Like me personally I wouldn’t let it slide

During arguments he’s really petty, like when you try to talk to him- “I think I hear a fly? I’ll have to call Evelyn to send it away.”

Keeps 6 feet distance, but then Vivis like you shouldn’t be a bad example

So he hesitantly comes and works out a solution

Imagine if you’re sick- Like hed be extra nice with you, have you seen him with russel???

That doesn’t mean he wouldn’t tease you or anything 💀

“Imagine getting sick,”, “I didn’t know I had such a weak sister, I feel so bad!”, “Seeing my sister in pain- is so heart breaking…”

If he isn’t there to protect you then he definetly sends Evelyn or ash to be with you- he isn’t underestimating your strengths but it’s better safe than sorry

If you speak with rune a lot that you start having runes ‘stench’ he’ll literally turn the world upside down- and if he ever sees you guys speaking a lot to the point where you ‘have left this poor black panther in the dust’ his words youll be able to feel his eyes burning in the back of your head while you speak to rune

I feel like he would spoil you a lot, cute accessories dresses- swords if you like that, books anything you want. If he sees you staring or talking about something for a long time and you don’t have it- then don’t worry he’ll buy it in bulk just for you

Teasing aside he’s really sweet and caring- especially if he sees you crying or in distress. Like he’ll give you advice and if you don’t want to hear anything from him and just want him to be there with you then don’t worry he’ll stay with you the entire time. Gently stroking you head.

And if anyone even dared to make you cry- then you know this man will ruin them. Either wipe them from the face of that planet or just tarnish them and their family name.

But if you’re moody because it’s that time of the month- then I don’t know what to tell you. I feel like he’s know about it, but not too much about it. Better fetch Vivi or someone else for this job, but kudos to him for trying!!!!!

Insults are thrown every day

“Vivi are you sure you want Ahin? He’s kinda…”

“[name],should we go to the salon? Though I doubt they’d able to fix that..”

“I thought this party was only for good looking people? You stuck out like a sore thumb Ahin.”

“Why are you investigating my crush????”, “because I they need to know what mess they’re getting with.”

“Do you think they’ll like my dress?”, “if they can ignore youre odd behavior then they surely won’t mind how you look like.”

——

Being favored by Ahin Grace publically was a great feat, everyone knew how much he cared for you. Sending you luxury goods, having guards to protect you- caring for you himself when you were sick. Only a blind fool wouldn’t know how he held his dear sister closely.

So when people heard you had a crush, an abundance of variety of theories on how Ahin was gonna react arose and somewhat dominated the newspaper, theories about his reaction almost always rose up to the gossip talks of the ladies.

Some ideas was that he was gonna accept your crush without a care in mind, another was that he was gonna wipe said crush from the face of the planet and last but not least was that he was gonna not wipe your crush from the planet but he was instead going to humiliate them and the crushes family.

What Ahin did was a mixture of the first most popular theories, accept your crush and wipe him from the face of the planet.

He accepted your crush without hesitation to the public eye, but behind the scenes was a completely different thing. He looked at how your crush was, if he found a devastating fault he would surely inform you.

But he didn’t, with a sigh of relief that escaped his throat. But he knew if your crush weeks before you even informed him, he is an observer after all.

—-

“Have you seen that brooch? It’s spectacular!” You murmured, and not even a second later Ahin snapped his hands it seemed that at that moment vendors of all sorts of places came and offered brooch’s for you to look at.

You stood there wide-eyes, although this has happened a few times it never failed to surprise you. He always cared for you even throwing a few teasing remarks your way. Whether you were sick or the healthiest person in the world, he always protected you not sparing even a single worry for his dear sister.

—

Ahin and you are a bit strange to the naked eye, constantly belittling each other but when someone else belittles either of you. Things start to go downhill for however insulted you or Ahin.

You were sitting down as one of your maids did your hair, Ahin and you bickering like always. “Get out, I have to get my hair done!” You held a brooch by your drawer with a death grip, as Ahin kept doing Ahin things. “That poor maid will have a lot to do if you want that hair to be somewhat decent.” You swore you could feel a vein pop out of your head.

You and Ahin heard the new maid snicker, “I agree, I thought the young mistress was supposed to be pretty as the rumors say.” Long story short, the maid disappeared. :D

I’m not sure how to feel about the imagine or the headcannons so if you want me to change something please tell me 😭

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