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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serial designation n m.list

☁︎ Fluff ꩜ Angst

✧ Platonic ☔︎︎ Sad

❥ yandere n hc

summary: n as a yandere headcanons

❥ n comfort after a md attack hc

summary: worker drone! reader, escaped from the hands of another murder drone. so, n, being the cinnamonroll he is, comforts them

❥ fighting hc

summary: headcanons for fighting with reader

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F L O W E R S

a/n: more sal fisher fluffiness, that and likeeeee I wanna start (make a attempt) to garden so self indulgent... :p

character: sal fisher

tw: n/a

Sal was laying in bed, his prosthetic long since tossed to the side of his bed. Swamped in a sea of clothes. His blue hair not in their usual pigtails, but messily draping over his head, as a result of not leaving his bed for days. Or- most of the weekend.

It was like since Friday, when his final class for the day concluded, he was just in this slump. It was noticible to all observing and looking in to his life.

A soft knock on his door, drew none to little reaction from the caccoon of warmth he's built for himself in his bed. His eyes not drifting up from his game boy.

"Sal? You in there? It's just me."

The voice spoke from behind the door. Though muffled, it was easily identifiable, it was them. One of Sal's favourite people, someone he trusted and relied on. (y/n).

He could build up the energy to leave his bundle of warmth, but, it was warm. Safe. His voice was dry, dry to the point of him trying to talk came out as a muffled squeek. A raspy murmer.

They slowly popped their head around the corner of the doorway, their eyes settling on his form. Tucked away under a mess of blankets and pillows. Like a little fort.

They slowly entered his room. Holding a object behind their back, causing Sal to furrow his brows, trying to process what they were holding.

They pulled the item, revealing a bunch of flowers, a anxious smile etched on his face.

'You brought me flowers?' Sal remarked, sitting up from his little pile of warmth.

'Well... yeah. I noticed you were sad.... so I wanted to make you smile.' They chuckled nervously, sheepishly rubbing the back of their neck.

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Relax with me

summary : growing tired of paperwork, you sit at your desk desperately trying to get it all done. but all you need, is to relax with chuuya.

reader pronouns : they/them

pairing : chuuya nakahara x reader

(y/n) was sat in in their chair. Spinning around after doing many pages of important paperwork. In the comfort of the apartment they shared with their partner. They brought one of their hands up to rub their ever growing tired eyes. Feeling the bags, weighing under them.

"If I don't do this, who will?" And went back to scribbling something down on the paper.

Seconds became minutes. And minutes became hours. (y/n) placed their sleepy head on the desk in defeat. They still had so many pages left to do. Like the cost for the recent attack they had done on the ADA. 

Eyelids were growing heavy. "Getting tired? Why don't you stop for now?" A voice so familiar had called out the the sleeping figure. Chuuya had lightly shook his partner awake. "Come on. Let's go to sleep. You're clearly to tired to work." He had protested to his significant other. 

"But! I need to get this work done." They had said in a sleepy tone. Chuuya wouldn't take no for a answer. He had pulled the chair away from the desk. Trying to prevent (y/n) to work any further. They groaned out of pure tiredness.

They had given in to their boyfriends request, and had gotten up from the chair. Chuuya had taken their hand and guided them towards the bed. One by one. They had both climbed in to the bed.

Holding each other in a warm embrace. "Next time, put your health first. Not the stupid paperwork." He said nuzzling his head deeper into theirs. All they had done is nod. Simply. In compliance to what Chuuya had said. Wanting to enjoy the moment with the one they love the most.

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Death Note

♡ Names have the links to their masterlist!

➤ Kira

↳ Yagami, Light

↳ Amane, Misa

↳ Mikami, Teru

↳ Takada, Kiyomi

➤ Japanese Task Force

↳ Aizawa, Shuichi

↳ Mogi, Kanzo

↳ Matsuda, Touta

➤ Wammy's House

↳ Watari

↳ L

↳ Near

↳ Mello

↳ Matt

↳ Beyond Birthday

May I request a yandere n headcanon's?

✎ YANDERE N, who clings to you like theres no tomorrow. Your always being watched, even when you think he's not there.

✎ YANDERE N, who fears of losing you.

✎ YANDERE N, who would never let you out of his sight.

✎ YANDERE N, whos just trying his best to make you love him. He just needs your love.

✎ YANDERE N, who wants you to rely and need him. He's sick of being told he's useless, he wants you to depend on him and only him.

✎ YANDERE N, he would never do anything to harm you. He would harm others, but never you.

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