Hii, Can I Request A Chrome X Reader Fic Please? It Can Be Anything You Want! :)

Hii, Can I request a Chrome x reader fic please? It can be anything you want! :)

Hoping to Spend the Night with You…

Chrome (Archlight/Glory) x Commandant/reader

Summary:

Every night, he tries his best. Whenever he fails, he will just move on and try again.

Tags: fluff, one-shot, short fic, bittersweet, food wastage (I do not condone wasting food)

Many people do not like taking overtime because of how taxing it could be. However, to you, overtime might be the thing you need to catch up with all the paperwork on your desk.

It was a few hours before midnight, you poured yourself a cup of water.

After filling up your cup, you exited the dark pantry. The base has officially entered the after hour mode, and your colleagues, almost everyone was nowhere to be found.

The corridor was dimly lit by the emergency lights as you walk pass door after door. Tonight was special. There is a Bonfire festival happening in the Central Plaza in Babylonia. Everyone went.

Even your contructs, Lucia, Lee and Liv attedned. The three even got you a ticket. Despite so, you declined their offer, and gave it to Kamui instead.

"There are more important matters to deal with right now," you told yourself, "Maybe next year..."

There was a feeling of regret for your decision, although you were use to it.

Sometimes, sacrifices has to be made.

Gazing down at the floor, you walk a little aimlessly. Your mind wandered about, thinking about all the unnesscary stressor around you.

Instinctively, you made your way back to the door of your room.

"Commandant of Grey Raven," a familiar voice spoke up.

You jolted out from your train of thought, and saw Chrome standing in front of you. Quickly, you turned to face him, and greeted him tiredly, "Oh, Chrome! Hello..."

"I thought you were going to the Bonfire Festival with your team,"Chrome said, "I know Kamui went."

“About that," you began, "Kamui went because I have him my ticket. I am too busy with work to attend. What about you? Why didn't you join the others?"

You question seems to caught Chrome off guard. If it weren't for the lights, the tint on his cheeks would have been more apparent. Embarassed and flustered by his situtation, Chrome could only give you the gist of his predicament.

"I was invited by 'Mr Smith' to attend the festival," he continued, “but I declined.”

You gave Chrome a nodded, gesturing you understood what he meant.

“I prefer using this time to do something else I find meaningful,” Chrome confessed. Now that he has calmed, his voice spoke in a stern tone.

"Like what?" You asked him. Your face showed genuine curiousity.

There was a moment of silence between them. The construct had a stern and indiffernt look on his face. Yet, with his hands behind his back, his fingers fidgeted with a small plastic container, as well as hiding the baking stains on his sleeves.

Chrome was a little speechless. For, there was something in his M. I. N. D that he want to say. But didn't have the courage to say.

"... I prefer to use this time to spend getting tomorrow's briefs and reports ready..."He gave you a model, yet, generic answer.

Hearing his answer, you nodded and gave a small smile, "I get it. When you are too busy, you just can't seem to find time to do something else." you said understandingly.

Before Chrome had the chance to reply, you beat him to it, and walked back into your room.

"Well, I'll see you around, have a good night," you said.

The automatic door closed as soon as you entered.

Chrome was left all alone. He could only watch you leave. He could not mutter a single word of protest. He really wanted to, but his sense of duty as a construct stopped him.

Fingers continued to play the plastic container. He finally took it out from his back, and looked at the small piece of cake. The whipped cream was starting to melt.

It was a planned gift for you. A small refreshment, hoping it could lead to something more.

Without a word, Chrome head back to his room. Throwing the cake away in the bin, as he walked along the corridor.

"Next time..." He said to himself.

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Author's Notes:

This is a long time coming... I am so sorry to the person who requested this.

This fic with Chrome has been in my mind for a very long time. Like, when I first made this blog. I originally want to make it long because.....

But after a very long pondering, and covid :'), I decided less is more.

(C) Punishing Eden

The Sky Above is Falling Down...

Roland (Flambeau) x Commandant/reader

Pure impulsive writing, not beta read

Summary:

London Bridge is falling down, falling down, falling down~

The sky above is falling down, my dear 'commmandant' ~

Tags: possible spoilers for ch. 13, character study (Ironic that I haven't done Roland's Backstory), very short fic, possible ooc, impulsive writing, mild mention of gore.

Edit: Added Author's note bc I forgot ;w;

Babylonia is falling.

A sinster smile of amusement was drawn on Roland's lip. He watched as everyone went franatic, desperate to save the 'Eden' from its grim fate.

Conflict.

Chaos.

Disarray.

The undeniable feeling of excitement ran through Roland's veins. Everything was for the Ascendants, for Luna.

He couldn't help but twirl around, reliving the moment of his performances back in the Golden Age. Humming to the music he would often hear so much, as he waltz around the control room. Ignorant, at the screams and shouts coming from the CCTV screens.

Roland held a bright smile and laughter, but he stopped, frowning on a thought. Troubled by a realisation, that you, the Commandant of Grey Raven, were on your way to foil their plan; it was one of the obstacles of this entire operation.

"Oh well~" Roland chimmed,"At this point, nothing can be done." he shrugged leisurely. Luna's plan was running accordingly, and he doubt a mere human like you could do anything to stop it. Humans have underestimated the power of Punishing.

Returning his attention back to the screen, he looked through the different cameras, watching how helpless everyone was. To him, it was like a show. Entertaining and poetic. Smiling, "and~there is our main character of the show~", he said when he spotted you in one of the screens.

Without saying anything more, Roland turned to head for the exit, for he actually felt a little bored from just watching. With a tune in mind he began to sing:

"~London bridge is falling down, falling down, falling down~"

"~London bridge is falling down, my fair lady~"

You looked up and saw Roland sitting by railings above you. As he ended his little song, he stood up and bowed.

You could only swallow the lump in your thoart. Your hands slowly travel towards your belt, holding onto your gun.

"Say," Roland spoke, "what a surprise to see you all alone here, 'Commandant`?" he mocked the way your constructs addresses you.

You didn't say anything, but slowly backed away. The Ascendant hopped off the railings. His boots meet with the metal floor, waving his weapons around.

"What do you want?!" you asked, finally having the courage to speak.

Roland looked back at you and replied, "Me?" he began to approach you.

"What Luna wants, I want," he answered.

"Eden is falling, the sky is falling. All the way down to earth~" he continued, "and this time, there's nothing you could do to stop it. Quite fitting for 'London Bridge'. Heard of it before?“

You didn't reply. "Maybe, I should change the lyrics for this occasion." he added, voice hinted with a cheer.

You backed up further and Roland came up to you, leaning close to your face. The sinster smile was still plastered on his face. A genuine one.

You remained calm, holding on your gun, slowly slipping it out of the carrier.

The sound of gunshot travelled through the room. Lucia lifted her head up in alert.

Seizing the moment, you thought Roland wasn't paying attention, you fired your gun. Although Roland was able to take grasp of your wrist, he held your arm pointing at the other direction. The bullet hit the ground.

The sound rang through the communication chamber. Your constructs were at the other side of the room.

"That must be Commandant!" Lucia exclaimed. Without a moment to heasitate, the Grey Raven came rushing to your side.

Having to see three figures running towards him, Roland's smile disappeared,"Tsk," he clicked his tougne.

How unfortunate that his fun with you were to cut short.

He turned back to you, his smile returned and in a gentleman fashion, he held your jaw, pulling your face close to his, he kissed your cheek.

"And that is my farewell to you, my 'Dear Commandant', ciao~"

Lucia charged forward, she swung her blade at the Ascendant, only for Flambeau to jump back. His movements were agile and he swiftly made his exit, leaving you bewildered.

As you and your team exited the communication chamber back into the plaza, Roland oberseved from afar. Sitting by the balcony of the shopping centre, he began to hum to the tune of 'London Bridge'.

The humming soon turned into singing.

"London bridge is falling down, falling down, falling down~"

"The sky above is falling down~"

Roland chuckled, pausing from his song, he can see how you work with your constructs tackling the ever growing amount of corrupted. The fight was exciting, energetic and full of action.

It is the climax of the show.

He wondered, what's it like to work with a human? How does it feel to share a mind together.

He pondered on that thought, entertained by the idea; if he were to rip the inner device out of your constructs and replace his outdated ones, would it work? Would the connection between you be stronger?

A laughed escaped his lips. Roland began to sing once more. He has taken a liking on this idea.

"...the sky above is falling down, falling down, falling down~ the sky above is falling down, My dear Commandant~"

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Author's note:

Idk what did I do, but I guess pre-playable Roland has always been a coo coo clown in my head?

But, the thought of Roland singing Golden Age songs has been living in my head rent free. So, what better way to have him sing it to Commandant?

Also, I am starting to play Fake Ascension, but got confused with the layout and the paper doors with story scenes. Then the story progress told me my progress is 0???????

Someone please tell me how do I go through this chapter.😭🙏

-Lyeca

(C) Punishing-eden

Brain fog is real

So idk if you do smut or taking any request at the moment but if you do can you do Lee where he gets jealous? Like commandant is spending TOO much time with Wanshi being his pillow and all.

Author's Note:

Hi, you can still submit requests,I don't mind doing them from time to time. But rn I am a bit busy irl, so it will take a while for me to finish.

As of right now, I don't write Smut. At most, I could is implications of sexual acts. But not full pornographic details/paragraphs.

But also, a Lee and Wanshi sandwich????!!! 😍😍

I know I said this before, but I will say this again, I really need to get to Echo Aria.😢I have heard about their interaction and, Boi... it's *Chefs kiss*

Edit: aksjakjskaka, I made a huge mistake, it has now been fixed.😭😭

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"Our" (Grey Raven's) Commandant...

Lee (Entropy) x Commandant/reader (ft. Wanshi)

Summary:

Lately, Lee has been experiencing a unique emotion whenever he sees you with another construct, Wanshi. Although, he was convinced it was just some malfunctioning of his M. I. N. D programming. His actions spoke other wise.

Needless to say, Wanshi seems know what was going on.

Tags: Tw: Jealousy, gatekeeping behaviour, request, mild fluff, one shot, a triangle

It started at thirty centimetres. By the time you came back to Babylonia from an earth mission, the proximity, between you and Wanshi shrank by ten.

A week later, it reduced to five, four, three, two, one, all the way to zero. Lee counted the units, whenever he saw you and Wanshi together.

He had been counting, the units on full display in his inner device. Recording the number of times that proximity unit reached to zero. According to his data, it happened more than a 'good' amount.

"I am sorry, but this is 'our' (Grey Raven's) Commandant," he once warned Wanshi, who only looked at Lee with a nonchalant expression. Eyes heavy with fatigue, Wanshi, whom, with a more mature way of thinking, only nodded and ignore Lee's statement. Keeping things civil, Hypnos hummed and walked away.

Without a doubt, it infuriated Lee. Holing up in his room, the construct ruminated in thought, while dismantling his gears. In his mind, you have been spending more time with Strike Hawk. At first, as Lee thought, it was all professional and work related. That was until, he noticed how close you and Wanshi were. A little too close for Lee's comfort.

Needless to say, he began to device preventative measures to bring an end to this madness. Doing everything he could to stop the proximity reaching to Zero. He went as far as to slot himself between you and Wanshi, accompany you everywhere, turning down opportunities of contact on your behalf.

Despite the efforts, he was disheartened. Upset, having spotted you sleeping with Wanshi in the training room.

You were fast asleep against Wanshi's chest cushions, all the while, the construct 'slept' in leisure. The fire arms were laying on the ground, unsupervised, and the scent of gunpowder lingered in the air.

There was a heavy feeling in Lee's chest, a set of emotions ruptured from his M. I. N. D., triggering his physical symptoms.

In denial, Entropy questioned himself. Back tracking through his schedule to see if it was something he did or damaged. Did the construct engineering team replaced the wrong gear? Replenished too much vital fluid?

'I must be overloading', Lee thought to himself.

He didn't say anything but went to carefully picked you up in his arms. It would be better to sleep in a bed.

Without a word, Lee carried you back to your quarters. Only to find you, once again, asleep with Wanshi the following night in the training room. Same again on the next following night again and again.

Gritting his teeth by how maddening this occurance was, Lee picked you up for the final time. You were still fast asleep, exhausted from the training.

The same set of emotions swirled in his M. I.N.D. Lingering his gaze as Hypnos, Lee clicked his tougne out of frustration.

"This is our Commandant," he mumbled, "go get your own..."

"... That's not how Strike Hawk works, you surely know that."

Taking a step back, Lee glared at Wanshi. Shifting in his sleeping position, with his eyes still closed, Hypnos gave a yawn before slowly, very slowly, opened his tired eyes.

Lee scoffed at his last sentence. Clearly hiding the embrassment, of his biased opinion being heard.

"Of course I know that," Lee replied, "But what are you doing, always approaching our Commandant?"

Wanshi only look back at Lee with an indifference gaze. Disinterested in engaging an argument, the construct began stretching before laying back down. Shifting, in a more comfortable position.

He closed his eyes and said, "We just so happen to fall asleep here. Commandant just wants to practise aiming."

There was a scene of you mentioning about your shooting skills played in Lee's memory data. During that time, he wasn't in for a small talk, and didn't put your concerns at heart. Thus, it was his own doing for pushing you to seek others for help. Maybe that's why you went to Wanshi instead.

"... Rest assure, I am not stealing your Commandant. I was just trying to help..." Wanshi quickly fell silent, entering into a slumber, he left Lee reflecting on his emotions.

After a long paused, Wanshi spoke up again, "... it's okay to be jealous"

For a split second there was an impulse urge for Lee to point a gun against Wanshi's head. But, Entropy quickly recovered. He gave Wanshi's sleeping form one last look before heading back to your quarters with his teeth gritted together.

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To recieve a notice on the following morning, Wanshi realised he'd just recieved an offical complaint. Placing the tablet down on the coffee table, the construct just resumed his slumber on sofa.

"Wanshi," Chrome's voice snapped Wanshi awake, "Care to explain why we got an offical complaint?"

"It was just some misunderstanding..." Wanshi replied.

"Is that all you are going to say?" Chrome pressed further.

"It's not much of a big deal," Wanshi said, "just about jealousy."

Looking up at the ceiling, Wanshi gave a small smile before yawning and fall back asleep.

(C) Punishing-eden

Okay... I take that back.

All the fanart of him... 😵😵😵

Confession✋😞

I am not into Lee Hyperreal.

WATANABE STANS WE WON!!!!!

MY HUSBAND IS BACK FROM THE WARRRRRR