You Write For Murder Drones, So Um... Could I See Hcs For Uzi, V And Doll With An Adopted Human Child

You write for Murder Drones, so um... Could I see hcs for Uzi, V and Doll with an adopted human child that's heavily implied to have had a very difficult, sad and painful past before they took them in? The child is extremely quiet, timid and fearful and is prone to nightmares and crying and is very touch-starved. Sorry if this is breaking any rules

summary : headcanons of uzi, v and doll taking care of a human child.

paring : uzi, v and doll w adopted human reader

reader pronouns : they/them

⌞uzi ⌝

✎ Uzi would make faces for them all the time!

✎ She's definitely using absolute solver to play with them!

✎ Let's face it, Uzi probs doesn't sleep much to begin with. She'd 110% stay up with them if they had a nightmare.

✎ She's curious of what happened to them, yet she won't pry into it.

✎ Uzi would personally strive to take care of them as best as she can.

✎ Uzi would take them into to school with her all the time.

⌞ doll ⌝

✎ Doll wouldn't be the best at comfort. But she tries.

✎ Doll would also never let them out of her sight.

✎ If they wonder off a bit to far, she's use her absolute solver to move them closer to her.

✎ Like Uzi, she'd use absolute solver to play with them.

✎ She'd would never let them anywhere near her parents. For obvious reasons.

✎ Doll would also leave them out of her whole murder worker drones deal.

✎ I don't think she believes in nightmares, but would try to make them feel better. Even if she thinks their non-existent.

⌞ v ⌝

✎ V 100% has a habit of wrapping her tail around the child to keep them by her side.

✎ She is always mindful of their presence.

✎ She has taken multiple blows to keep them safe.

✎ V may not be very affectionate, but she'd show her love in otherways.

✎ VERY overprotective

✎ She'd try to keep the fact she kills worker drones as secret as possible.

✎ On the topic of nightmares though, I don't think V personally has had any in her life. But would try to get them to sleep again if they had one.

✎ She might snap at times, but would always try to make it up.

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S C E N I C

character: sal fisher

reader pronouns: n/a

a/n: not proof read, just sal fisher fluffiness. enjoy ♡︎

A soft hum escaped your lips as you tried to help Sal, helping him out with his bloody nose. The rag in your hands getting soiled with the crimson fluids.

You didn't understand why he did it. You found it reckless, from your point of view. Angering Travis... for what? That was the question looming over your head. Weighing down your thoughts.

You took another good look at Sal's face, a soft smile tugging at your lips. You seemed content whereas Sal was sobbing.

"What's wrong?" You cooed, wiping the tears off his face while his fingers fumbled with the straps of his prosthetic. Keeping that soft smile on your face.

"It's just.... you didn't scream... or get grossed out...." He mumbled, his voice strained from all his sobbing.

"Why would I? There's nothing wrong." You tried to help him regain some self confidence back, it maybe feeble, but you couldn't stand him thinking badly about his face.

You watched the faint freckles on the bridge of his nose scrunch up alongside the rest of his remaining nose skin.

"But... look at me! My ..... my face!" His adoring blue eyes seemed ready to cry again, well, one of them since one of his eyes were glass. And the nerves around the glass eye were damaged, making that eye unable to shed tears.

"Sal, you look handsome." Your hands cupped his cheeks, thumbs rubbing both the scarred and unscarred skin. Feeling the textures under your fingertips and his tears hitting them.

"I am...?" His tone wavering. He looked vulnerable and precious with his face cupped in your hands.

"You are." A bright smile beared on his features and the saddened look faded into nothingness. He hugged and held you close. With a cheeky grin on his face he spoke,

"Hum to me again, I love your voice."

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Hi! I really like the Dazai x female reader in a high school AU!

Can I request, before dating each other, they have like a sport competition against a few other school. Then from another top school, Fyodor tries to get closed to female reader and flirt with her. Which end up with Fyodor fighting dazai (bcz Dazai like fem reader).

a/n: i literally got like zero clue what kind of sports both fyodor and dazai would do at a athletics day. work with me here. not proof read.

character: osamu dazai

pronouns: she/her

As she tied up her hair and got ready for the sports day, a day best spent running and doing other sports and try to win first place for the school. Her eyes locked on to a boy from another school.

She adverted her gaze as she saw Dazai, trying his best at long jump. Watching as his face contorts as he tries to focus on falling forwards. The want in his eyes of getting a bigger and longer distance than the other boys. The need and desire clear in his gaze.

She ignores the other boy, running up to the long jump sand pit. Cheering him on.

"Go Dazai! You got this!" She smiled ear to ear, clapping as he finally fell forwards. Planting his hands deep into the sand as he extended his score.

"10.4 meters!" Was shouted by the offical, letting his measuring tape roll back with a loud click. A happy and confidant smile painted on his face.

She was about to run and go congragulate him in person, after his remaining jumps were done. Only for a hand to pull her back and tug at her sports jacket.

"I'm Fyodor." It was that guy again, he would not leave her alone. Was she that approachable? She didn't know.

"Hi?" She responded, her voice laced with confusion and a tone that clearly read 'get away from me'. She pulled her arm away from him and closed off her body language. A distance being created to divide herself from him.

"You're from that middle school? The one in Shibuya?" He leaned in closer, wrapping a arm around her shoulders. A obvious sign of flirting, one so clear that a social hobbit could tell.

That was when Dazai strode in, drinking from his water bottle. Drinking the water as if it'd disapear before his very eyes. But the contentment from his refreshment soured as he saw the scene before him.

"What are you doing?" He snarled, shoving Fyodor back and away from her. He in turn, wrapped his jacket around her and pulled her closer. As if giding her away from a threat.

"Just meeting the opposition." Fyodor shrugged, acting as if he was pure. As if he was a saint of sorts.

This devolved to a argument, leading her only option to pull her hotheaded friend out of the way. Dragging him by the collar to a bench near the track.

"What was that for?" She chidied, swatting him playfully. But her voice was stern. Annoyed even.

"I can't stand it when someone makes you feel worried or uneasy."

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Hello! How r u?

May u request a hurt to comfortt for Dazai x Fem! Reader in High school Au!

Thank you!

Ache

summary : you and your boyfriend get into a fight about, why he's always injured.

paring : Osamu Dazai x Fem! Reader

reader pronouns : she/her

You didn't speak, the entirety of your lunch was in silence. Tears stained your once perfect makeup. (e/c) orbs threatening to water up at any given moment.

It was hard without him. Yet he had hurt you, but you still loved him. It was hard to pinpoint when you started arguing during morning time. You closed your eyes, and attempted to replay everything.

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You stopped the brown haired boy, placed both of your hands on his upper arms and spoke, "You're covered in bruises and bandages again! For the last time, Dazai , what's going on?" The concern on you face and voice was evident.

His chestnut irises, darted around the surroundings. Not once making eye contact with you. "Nothing, it's fine." He finally responded. Quickly trying to brush off your concern.

"I don't believe that." Was all you said. Looking down at your shoes, not wanting to gazing into the eyes you love so dearly. Yet, you felt him staring down upon you.

"I can assure you, nothing is wrong. I promise." The words had finally came out of his mouth. He didn't want to make you worry. All he wanted to protect you, keep you safe.

"Samu, you've been getting beat up. You have all these bandage's on you, and other medical patching's on your body. Something's up, please tell me." You pleaded, you hated seeing him injured.

He let out a huffy sigh, before looking at you. "I told you already! Nothing is wrong! Everything is fine! Alright?" He snapped, his voice was unintentionally raised. He could feel you hands tensing up on his arms. "I care about you okay? I'm worried! So stop telling me everything is fine when it's clearly not!" You yelled back at him. You were frustrated.

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From that point onwards it escalated, you felt horrid. You placed your lunchbox to the side of you on the grass. Looked up upon the clear blue sky, watching the clouds roll by. Enjoying the quiet, or at least trying to.

That was until you felt something on your lap. You looked down to find a familiar face laying there. Upset. You ran your fingers through his hair, as a silent way of saying it's okay.

He mumbled sorry, over and over again. Though, it was barely able to be heard. "I forgive you, just please be more careful." Was all that you said. There was a long silence before being followed with him saying one singular thing.

"I love you."

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The making of a confession

summary : you are a support class student working on a new support item, and a certain blond boy tells you about his feelings.

reader pronouns : she/her

paring : denki kaminari x reader

╭┈┈┈┈◦•◦❥

Another night.

Another sleepless night..

The motivation and guilt of getting these is getting to me. I want them done. It would bother me if they don't get finished. I reach for my can of Monster, when I heard the door behind me open. 

"Hello?" I turned to face the figure in the doorway, his golden locks shining in the light. His eye's illuminated by the night.

"Oh! Come right in, do you need something?" Could Kaminari be here for a support item? At this hour? Who am I to judge, if he is more at home coming here at this hour. That's his business, not mine. 

He came closer, sitting on a clear space on a table close to the one I was working at.

"I wanted to ask you something, if that's alright?" He asked, eyes darting around the room. Not making any eye contact with me.

"Yeah, go ahead.." I trail off. Turning my focus from him to the machine I was constructed. Consistently.

"Soo, let's say there's this girl I really like... How would I possibly ask her out?" It was clear he had strong feelings for her, his cheeks went bright red just thinking of her. 

She's someone special to him. Someone who he loves. It's clear to see.

"Just tell her that you like her, there's no harm in that. Is there?"

"Yeah your right..."Kaminari seems lost in thought, is he planning on what to say to his special someone?

"Y/n?" He called me by my first name. It was a shock for sure. "Yes?" Turing to face the blond. Diverting my attention from my machine.

"I like you!" He had blurted it out. His face went entirely red, so did mine. I could feel the heat rising on my cheeks. I walked closer to the blond boy. Closing the gap between us.

"I feel the same way, always have.." I placed my lips on his. He brought his arms around my waist, closing the space between us even more.

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Bungou Stray Dogs

♡ Names are linked to their masterlist!

➤ Armed Detective Agency

↳ Fukuzawa, Yukichi

↳ Kunikida, Doppo

↳ Dazai, Osamu

↳ Nakajima, Atsushi

↳ Yosano, Akiko

↳ Edogawa, Ranpo

↳ Miyazawa, Kenji*

↳ Izumi, Kyoka*

↳ Tanizaki, Junichiro

↳ Tanizaki, Naomi

➤ Port Mafia

↳ Ogai, Mori

↳ Ozaki, Kouyou

↳ Nakahara, Chuuya

↳ Akutagawa, Ryunosuke

↳ Akutagawa, Gin

↳ Higuchi, Ichiyo

↳ Tachihara, Michizo

↳ Sakunosuke, Oda

➤ The Guild

↳ Francis Fitzgerald

↳ Edgar Allen Poe

↳ Lucy Maud Montgomery

↳ Margaret, Mitchell

↳ Mark Twain

↳ Nathanial Hawthorne

➤ Decay of the Angel

↳ Fyodor, Dostoevsky

↳ Nikolai, Gogol

↳ Sigma

*req's must be veryyyy sfw