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HI OKAY SO idk u would wanna do this but if u do — could i get headcanons for dating balkan from wss??

Balkan Heacanons: Meeting and later Dating Balkan.

Warnings: Swearing lol, probably typos or bad constructed english

Edited?: Like always, no.

Reader's pronouns: Not stated, gender neautral.

Summary: Dating our lovely boy Balkan headcanons!!

Author's note: OH i don't know how long this sat on my inbox, sorry sorry sorry. also balkan <3 i really liked how these turned out !!!

balkan is a hopeless romantic

because i said so, that's why

i think he would actually be a rather cutesy boyfriend

like, very romantic

buys you chocolate every other week and flowers EVERY week

or rather steal, bc if he's past of the jets, you bet he's fucking poor

but like,,, first

i can see reader and balkan meeting at a shop or a bar or just while he's out with his friends and you're out with yours

and since he's a hopelessly romantic guy who believes in love on first sight, he falls

hard

head over heels

like literally,,,, his shoulder would slip under the counter as soon as your eyes lock with his, making him lose balance and fall.

the jets would BARK in laughter

is that a thing??

and you would laugh too, because that was funny, and so would your friends

but you wouldn't think too much about it. he was cute as hell, yeah, but that's it

until you started seeing him EVERYWHERE

it's not even intentional --- balkan just kept running into you whenever he came out of his new job at a garage

or maybe you'd be out with your parents or a relative, and you'd see him crossing the street, and he'd seen you too

it's a small street after all, why do you think the two bands are fighting so hard for it?

but it's funny, because he keeps making a mess out of himself whenever those encounters last more than a few seconds.

he never stutters, though --- his tongue is sharp and his flirting doesn't go over your head.

so you two end up growing closer, it's destiny

the first time he'd ask you out, you think he's just casually flirting so you brush it out

the second one, he gets a bouquet of red roses and asks you out in front of his friends, which is certainly something

you then say yes, ofc

the boys tease him about it for WEEKS.

he's very lovey dovey

physical too, pda is so annoying that the boys hate him

he's a very loving boyfriend --- and he's mastered the art of complimenting you

and it's always like they're not a big deal, the compliments i mean. balkan speaks so nonchalantly about your beauty that you still blush after weeks of officially dating him

bestest boyfriend

he'd quote random love poems he knows for some reason you still don't understand --- especially shakespeare's. i see him as a very shakespeare boy tbh and there's no reason for it.

his love language is a mixture of acts of service and giving gifts.

balkan says they're small things, but you love them

he's always going on about how he'd like to have money to take you to more fancy places and buy you more luxury-like things

you probably shut him up with kisses

did i say bestest boyfriend already??

very protective but in like the REAL, chill way of being protective

like, it's very very difficult for him to get jealous because you may be gorgeous, but you're also worthy of his trust and a good partner

if you cheat on him, i'll kill you myself.

he smiles a lot when he's around you. you make him that happy

you're the reason why he actually believes there's a better future waiting for him.

Aww this was wholesome as fu**!!!!!!!!!!❤️🩷❤️🩷 Great job @an-idyllic-novelist

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warnings: tooth-rotting content, vibes of a semi-domestic life, OOC, established relationship.

Special thanks to @witch-of-the-writing desk and @vikkirosko for their help with this project. Enjoy! :)

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Alastor knows that he is a perfect gentleman with high expectations. 

He is one of the most feared overlords in Hell and thrives in the throes of chaos; those unfortunate souls who would dare to question him are torn apart, their screams broadcasted for all to hear and to remind them why he is here. Alastor knows he gets bored easily and doesn’t like to invest his time in short-lived entertainment, heavens no~! He’s here for the continuous, unpredictable acts on the stage of the Hazbin Hotel, that’s why he’s offered his services to Charlie as the gracious facility manager in the first place~!

Funnily enough, it was because of Lucifer’s delusional daughter that he met you. Through a colorful ad, you were given a room under the condition that you participated in all of the group activities unless you worked around the clock like the hotel’s other resident, Angel Dust. You admitted with a blank look that you did have a job in Cannibal Town, but your hours were flexible. 

 Oh~ho, someone new to entertain himself with, what a lovely day it is indeed~!

That had been his initial impression of you: never smiling, an excellent work ethic, and always dressed appropriately [unlike some people]. But as the months slowly trickled by, inching ever closer to the new extermination date and working with you on a near constant basis as facility manager and part-time groundskeeper respectively, you became…important to him. You opened to him about your services in both the Great War and as an Automemory Doll. 

You had done many terrible things that you were not proud of. Initially you had thought by writing letters for clients, helping them convey the words they wanted to say to a loved one, would wash away the blood you had spilt on the battlefield. In the end, it was a foolish endeavor. 

Your sins could not be so easily forgotten, and you had no doubt that some of the men you had killed were down here too, perhaps wanting to seek revenge for what you did. Your place is here in Hell, but that did not mean you could help sinners in your own way if they earnestly wished to redeem themselves.  

It had been a sudden, pesky thing. The moments his feelings for you had altered, whenever that was…irritating to say the least though manageable. Alastor had not even realized that something as trivial as his feelings had changed at all until the small affliction upon his heart festered and grew, bubbling up to the surface and overwhelming him with an emotion he hadn’t identified before. He tried to stifle this emotion, pushing it far back down into the chambers of his rotted heart and forgetting all about it. Prioritize his hunger for freedom, to free himself from the leash coiled tightly around his neck. But all of his efforts were all for naught. No matter how painful it was to admit the truth to himself, Alastor knew. He knew that this desire to call you his companion would not stop clawing through his ribcage until he was absolutely sure that you reciprocate his feelings. 

He tried to approach you with the intention of a proper courtship when romance was not his speciality; he helped you around the hotel excluding the greenhouse because of his special relationship with plants, his shadows secretly escorted you to and from work, and he used his magic to levitate heavy objects even when you had told him that you were quite strong physically. But you had somehow mistaken his intentions as a sign of self-improvement, much to his frustration. 

When all hope seemed lost, however, he found a letter underneath his door one dreary Monday morning. He immediately recognized the ruby-red wax seal as yours and wasted no time opening it. 

He read the contents, eyes growing larger and larger with each line and his heart hammering against his chest, suddenly feeling dizzy…dizzy with what? Shock? Joy? He wasn’t sure but those blasted shadows of his were dancing around the room, jazz music echoing from the swamp with besotted grins stretched across their inky faces. Love? Does he…love you as you love him? Well, your letter did not say it outright, you have confessed to him that you feel intense emotions whenever he is around you. You were bewildered and afraid and you do not blame him in any way. You just…needed help. His help in understanding these emotions before it drove you to the brink of madness and uncertainty. 

Understanding what love is, even the concept of it is just as surreal and foreign to him. But if words could reach you far better than his actions, then it would be an insult to his reputation as the Radio Demon to simply improvise on his courting methods. So he wrote a reply to your letter, carefully and meticulously penning one sentence after another until he was satisfied. His shadows had the honor of delivering his letter, and the silence in his room allowed Alastor to focus preparing for tonight’s broadcast. He couldn’t keep the audience waiting~!

Hours later, he had a script. He had energy and more importantly, he was eager to hear Vox’s outraged howling once the fool realized yet another sponsor had been snatched from right underneath his flat-screened chin~! Oh, Alastor the Radio Demon was ready to go on air until a sudden knock interrupted his little spiel. 

Confused, curious, and quite annoyed, he made a beeline towards the door, throwing it open and ready to skewer the miserable soul who would dare to intrude on his domain when he saw it was you, standing there with a silver tray in your hands. But what surprised him more than the sight of his favorite snacks and coffee was seeing a smile on your face. It wasn’t a forced one where you’d slap your cheeks and try to stretch them out, it was…a genuine smile. And it was directed towards him. 

“May I join you?” You asked.

Suffice to say, those four little words told him everything he needed to know as his own grin widened, bowing from the waist. “Of course, my dear~! Please, come in, come in~! The show is just about to start~!

Once you stepped inside the radio station, still smiling, that's how it began. His romantic relationship with you, that is. 

Although you had told him more than once to go back to sleep after rising out of your shared bed at five o’clock in the morning, Alastor insisted on waking up with you. It is his choice as it is your habit to prepare for the day ahead much earlier than your colleagues. He will never say it out loud, but he does enjoy these quiet hours when it is just the two of you. 

Alastor is in charge of making breakfast in the hotel’s brand new kitchen, and that is final. He will appreciate your assistance with setting up the table; meticulously placing the silverware and napkins down, changing out the bouquet of shriveled flowers with fresh ones from the greenhouse, and preparing his coffee just how he likes it in his favorite mug. He gladly prepares your usual morning tea and adds just a little more sliced fruit on your already full plate of eggs, bacon, and toast. You needed all of the energy at the emporium today~! Although you did work here at the hotel, Rosie owned your soul and you were her assistant. You made sure everything in Cannibal Town was running smoothly, including the emporium, should its darling overlord be away from her territory for a myriad of reasons. 

Over breakfast, he would share ideas with you for his broadcast before deciding to put the words on paper. Goodness knows that he’s asked for assistance with typing or refining the scripts mere hours before he’s on the air, though at least he does it with more style than a clout-chasing, mediocre podcast who talks too fast and jumps from one fad to another in pursuit of allure. He hears your feedback with a thoughtful hum before asking if you would like another cup of tea.

After helping him clean up the kitchen, the two of you return to your room. He would read the morning newspapers in his comfy chair, sometimes out loud if the articles were interesting to hear over the click-clank-clank of your Remington typewriter as you wrote either scripts for his show or a daily report for Rosie. When the clock on the dresser struck seven, it was time for you to leave for Cannibal Town.

The two of you exchange words, wishing the other to have a good day and remember to smile because you are never fully dressed without one. Then you leave the hotel, suitcase in one hand and a tin lunchbox in the other. Alastor will also make your midday meals, so make sure to enjoy it to your heart's content. He will not be happy if you decide to forgo taking a proper break just so that you can be ahead of your workload. Granted it is a lovely surprise to see you return much earlier than normal, but Rosie shared his sentiments. Bottom line: take your lunch break when you are supposed to or you will face the disappointed wrath of two cannibals. 

He might have seen that you are more than capable of keeping yourself in the Pentagram, but that will not lessen his protective nature. A shadow will always be by your side when you leave the hotel’s premises, keeping him up to date on your movements while he is helping Charlie or Vaggie. 

Ironically, it is his position as the hotel’s facility manager that acts as his coping mechanism. He will keep himself busy for as long as possible, asking trivial questions here and there. He doesn’t want anyone to know that this…. habit developed because he does not like it when you are not home at exactly six o’clock. He knows Rosie would never keep you in Cannibal Town beyond working hours unless it was an emergency but have mercy on him! If you can't help working late, so be it but please come back to him as soon as you can. It would put his mind at ease just a little if you contacted him ahead of time. 

Once you are home, he will immediately sweep you into his arms and do a little dance before escorting you to the dining room, with a hot meal already prepared and waiting for you to enjoy. He will sit with you so that you won’t have to eat by yourself. Once you’ve had your fill of food and drink, it’s time to unwind for the night. He will play soft jazz over the radio as either you read in bed, or he reads, and you do a tiny bit of work on your typewriter before it’s time for sleep. He won’t fall asleep until you have drifted off first. 

Rosie will tease him about you being his support system over tea, but it’s true. You are the reason, the sanity, to his madness. 

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Judith, like her father, has gift giving as her love language. So one day, she makes some matching bracelets for her and her parents. Each necklace has two red beads to represent Callisto and Judy’s eyes, and a turquoise bead for Penelope. They also have little charms on them: a golden dragon, a rose, the sun, moon, and a little star.

Callisto is overjoyed at the gift, immediately having preservation spells put on the bracelets. Everyone he meets later that day has to deal with Callisto showing off the bracelet and gushing about Judith more than usual:

“But just look at what Judith made for me and Penelope, isn’t it beautiful?“

“Yes, Your Majesty. You’ve shown us three times already today.”

“Well, now you get to see it again, my daughter’s creativity deserves to be shown off—“

Penelope is also very happy for the gift, all the servants noting how often she’ll get distracted from paperwork or a book just to look at the bracelet. A soft smile lighting up her face as she gently rubs at a charm between her fingers. (She also finds Callisto’s enthusiasm hilarious, but does have to reign him in at times. Even though when she sees her husband smiling so genuinely, she can’t help but give him a quick kiss that quickly gets out of hand because Callisto can’t help himself.)

Every time Judith gets another sibling, she adds a bead to match their eye color and another star charm. She makes them bracelets as well when they get a bit older.

Hajime and Nagito with an S/o that takes care of their younger sibling

A/n: Gn reader, I'll do a part two after this one also this is mostly head canons

Hajime

He’ll kind of wonder why you have a little boy running around your house

Aren’t you the same age as him? Is this your kid? Then he’ll start to panic a little bit

You begin to notice his worrying so you have to pat him on the back and reassure him that he’s just your little brother

He will have some questions if your ok with him asking you stuff about you and your sibling

“I thought you said you lived alone?” he asked as you picked up your little brother

“Well what I meant is, that it’s just me and Damien.” you frowned as you put him back down on the ground much to his dismay.

“Damien can you go to your room for a second? I just need to discuss something with my friend here” you smiled at him as you crouched down to his level.

“Ok! Just finish up soon cause I’m hungry!” he exclaimed before waddling off to his room. You back up again to face Hajime.

“The truth is are parents passed a while ago when he was really little. But it hasn’t been easy, I was just afraid of telling you because I didn’t want to scare you off.”

you looked down at the ground sadly, you felt a hand placed underneath your chin as your head was tilted up to meet Hajimes soft smiled

“Well I’m glad you did tell me because I promise I’ll do everything I can to help you too.” your eyes lit up as you threw your arms around Hajime as he yelped at the abrupt movement.

“Hajime that was so sweet!” you hugged him tightly hoping you could stay like this forever.

“Are you done yet! I’m hungrier” your brother whined breaking the silence. 

So I feel like Hajime is pretty neutral  on kids at first but warms up to them once he gets to know them 

But kids either love him or hate him with a passion

Obviously he loves your brother and thankfully your brother likes him too

Whenever he comes over Damien comes running around the corner eyes wide and arms in the air “Hajime! Hajime!” the sight will melt his heart 

He actually doesn't mind watching your brother if you have to study for school or go to the store or anything really

When you come back they’ll most likely be asleep on the couch together, you smile at the sight of your two boys cuddled up

 Nagito

Honestly he's never encountered kids much so he doesn't really have any sort of opinion on them

I feel like he’d be really good with kids but also has no idea what he’s doing 

You open the door quietly letting Nagito into your home as you sighed, hanging up your coat on the coat rack next to the door you turned to Nagito as he stood there expectantly.

“ Well are you coming to bed?” Nagito's face flushed.

“Um-you mean spend the night? With you?” he asked nervously as you nodded, taking his hand leading him up to your room through the dark and silent house.

Sunlight peeked through the curtain of your room pouring into the once dark room, you groaned turning to cuddle closer to Nagito but your arm landed on nothing.

You opened your eyes to see that Nagito was no longer beside you. In a sudden panic you shot up out of bed. You clumsily jumped off the bed dashing down the stairs ‘

Did he just leave?’ you stopped half way down the stairs to the sound of talking and the smell of food burning. You continued walking only to round the corner to see in the kitchen, your little sister Rosie and Nagito covered in what you presumed to be flour and batter.

“Oh, Y/n! Nagito has been helping me make breakfast for you” she smiled cheerfully. You smiled walking over to the two of them “I thought you left” you admitted sighing in relief.

“I wouldn’t just leave you like that. I'd hope you think better of me then that.” he smiled as you placed your hands on both sides of his face kissing him softly.

“Ewwww” Rosie blew raspberries as you parted laughing at your sister as Nagito chuckled with you.

He'll ask you afterwards about Rosie you know since he didn't know weather she was your kid or not

Though he will be hesitant to get close to your sister afraid his luck will affect her somehow you’ll have to convince him that nothing bad will happen  

He adores your sister, practically treats her royalty 

He’ll let her put makeup on him, dress him up, anything she wants he doesn't mind

Though unlike Hajime he won’t be able to watch her not because he doesn't want to, he could if you want to come back to your house on fire

Nightmares

Ft: Chiaki, Hajime, and Nagito

Genre: Head-canons, Fluff, Comfort, Gn reader

Summary: Y/n has a nightmare and seeks comfort from our favorite trio

Hajime:

You had woken up in a cold sweat. Your blankets folded over and tossed about your bed most likely from tossing around in your sleep. You were still panting heavily, eyes darting around the dark room of your cottage, still running off the adrenaline of your nightmare.

You gripped your bed sheets tightly, shaking at the memory of that horrible dream.

You didn’t want to make a sound afraid it would give away your position to whatever could be lurking in the shadows of your room. Afraid at any moment, something would crawl out from the shadows.

You couldn’t be alone, not right now, and there was only one person you could think of at the moment. Hajime. You felt you could trust him in this vulnerable position right now, besides, you didn’t know anyone else quite as well as you knew Hajime.

You had made up your mind now was the hard part. Working up the courage to leave your room and ask him. You couldn’t move your shaking body, petrified with fear.

You felt like a little kid who had a nightmare trying to get to their parents room, before the monsters got them. You took a panicked breath in an attempt to calm yourself, taking a step towards the door.

But afraid someone was behind you watching your every move set the adrenaline in as you began to run. You opened the door swiftly slamming it behind you, not caring how much noise it made as you ran to Hajimes cottage. The warm night breeze blew your hair back as you ran.

You rounded the corner, seeing the nameplate to Hajimes cottage you ran up to the door frantically knocking on the polished wood harshly as you shifted on your heels nervously.

Your eyes shifted around trying to distinguish the shapes that might move in the darkness.

“Y/n…?” a very groggy Hajime asked as soon as you heard his voice you wasted no time pushing yourself through the opening of the door, not realizing he was still standing in the doorway.

“Ah-y/n!” he yelled as you ran into his chest, sending the both of you tumbling to the floor. You clenched your eyes shut as you held onto Hajime tighter afraid he would disappear if you let go of him.

“Y/n, What's wrong?” Hajime asked in a panic he held his arms awkwardly in the air apprehensive to touch you. You felt your words getting caught in the back of your throat and you froze up.

“Are you ok? You don’t have to say anything, just nod so I know you're not hurt.” he spoke slowly in a soft comforting tone, pressing your head closer to his chest in an attempt to try and calm you down.

You nodded against him as he sighed in relief. You could hear his heartbeat as you sat there together.

“Y/n, Do you think you could get off me now? I need to shut the door.” you suddenly felt embarrassed that you had been in this position with him so long without an explanation whatsoever.

Quickly you pushed yourself off him and in the dim moonlight you swear you could see a faint blush dusting the apples of his cheeks as he leaned past you to close and lock the door to his cottage. Then turning to you he asked,

“Do you want to talk about it?” he held such a kind, sincere tone it almost caught you by surprise you had never heard him like that before. You nodded meekly, Hajime smiled softly standing up and dusting himself. You followed his movements as he led you over to the bed patting the spot next to him waiting for you to join him.

You walked over to him plopping yourself down next to him. He sat there waiting for you to speak, you stared at the floorboards trying to find the right words.

“I had a nightmare.” it came out much duller than you had intended Hajime leaned in, expecting you to continue. You sighed.

“I was freaked out and didn’t want to be alone” 

“So you came to me?” he asked surprised 

“You were the only person I could think of..” you mumbled he smiled bashfully,

“I mean don’t get the wrong idea I’m flattered, I just wasn’t expecting you” he rubbed the back of his head before speaking again.

“So do you feel better? Or…” he drifted off. You didn’t necessarily want to go back to your cottage and lay there until morning completely consumed by your fears but you didn’t want to bother Hajime.

“Hey if you don't, that's fine! I just didn’t want to make you uncomfortable with the idea of staying here with me” he said breaking your train of thought

“If you want I could stay up with you, I mean that's what I do after a nightmare anyways” he suggested you turn to him,

“Really? It wouldn’t bother you to stay up with me?” you asked 

“I mean, I don’t get much sleep anymore. How could I?” you smiled, then an idea popped into your head “What if we go out?” 

“Excuse me?” 

“No, not like that I mean take a walk or something” you suggested 

“Isn’t it kinda against the rules to go out after ten?” 

“Yeah I think we're well past breaking those rules, aren’t we?” you said crossing your arms playfully

“Yeah, I guess you're right” he sighed giving up.

“Don’t you want to you know..put something on…” you said, averting your eyes just now realizing Hajime didn’t have anything on other than his boxers and I a plain white tank top.

Hajimes burned bright red.

“Well turn around already!” he yelled embarrassed. 

After Hajime had finished changing into some pants you and him started off for the beach.

It was quiet, peaceful even if you forgot the current circumstances. It was a beautiful night regardless of the warm breeze blowing against you lightly.

“Hey, Hajime?” you said quietly “Yeah?” he gwaked his head to look at you.

“I just wanted to say, thank you for being here with me. Even though it’s the middle of the night and I just woke you up because I had a bad dream.” you said,

“Hey, I don’t mind being here with you at all, it’s nice to spend time with you, no matter how late it is” he grabbed your hand to emphasize his point. You looked into pools of emerald, abruptly the tension was broken off by Hajime slamming his lips into your catching you off by surprise, the kiss lasted for a couple seconds before it was broken of by a stuttering Hajime

“Y-y/n, I’m so sorry I promise that I’m better than that-I-I was just acting on impulse, and-” you cupped his face gently making him look at you, he looked at you calming down when seeing your soft smile

“Do it again” you whispered.

“W-what?” he asked shocked.

“Kiss me” without a second thought he brought you closer kissing you lovingly. Once you pulled away you smiled at each other, hand in hand you continued down to the beach.

Maybe you should visit him more often.

Nagito

You sat on your bed curled up trying to dismiss the fear clouding your mind. You brought your knees up to your chest trying to stay absolutely silent to avoid drawing attention to yourself from whatever may be lurking in the shadows, watching you from a distance waiting.

Well you weren’t going to move you were just going to sit here in this dark room balled up in his position by yourself until the sun came up. Yep, until the sun comes up.

Okay,

this isn’t going to work, you didn’t want to be alone the whole night you definitely weren’t going to sleep but you couldn’t stay here alone for the whole night.

Who could you go to at a time like this? At the time you couldn’t think of anyone who would be particularly pleased with you waking them up at such a time. Then suddenly someone came to you,

‘Nagito?’ you thought questionably. I mean he was kind of strange and you could never really get a good read on his personality but from what you could see he seemed like he was willing to do anything for the ultimates, including throwing his own life away for them!

So surely he wouldn’t mind keeping you company while you were freaked out? You had talked to him a few times and he seemed nice enough minus the crazy, but if he's all you got you couldn’t really complain.

So gulping you slid your feet into a pair of slippers that rested next to the bed. Trying to fix your vision on the ground and only that you keep your head down while walking to the door, gripping the cold metal handle you slid out into the dark night, letting the fresh tropical breeze blow over you as you slowly made your way to Nagitos cottage.

Hugging your sides as you walked the only thing illuminating your path being the now bright moonlight.

Finally you had reached the door but you weren’t necessarily safe until you were inside. Still feeling unsafe, you knocked quietly hoping it would be enough for Nagito to hear.

You waited, hearing nothing you knocked again, then much to your relief you heard muffled shuffling and stumbling before a tired looking Nagito opened the door.

His hair was as messy as ever, ruffled up in disarray. He rubbed his eyes before his face changed to a senile expression seeing upon it being you who had knocked on his door at such a time.

“Y/n? What are you doing here? To kill me perhaps” he smiled, you gave a distraught expression seeing how he had in fact not been joking whatsoever.

“What? No! I’m just-Can I just come inside?” you whisper yelled offended by his outrageous accusation but also desperate to get inside no longer wanting to be outside. Wordlessly he opened the door for you. You looked around his cottage. The interior was pretty similar to yours with the exception of a small white armchair resting in the corner.

“Y/n if you don’t mind me asking you, if your not here to kill me, why exactly are you here then?” he asked from behind you as you sat yourself down in the chair. You looked away a little embarrassed,

“Ah, I’m sorry it was stupid of me to question the doings of an ultimate such as yourself, it’s nothing you have to share with trash like me anyways..” your head snapped back up to him cutting him off

“No, Don’t say stuff about yourself like that! I was just embarrassed…” you admitted your gaze softening,

“I had a nightmare and I didn't really want to be alone, I just couldn’t think of anyone else to go to..” you said sheepishly, Nagito let out a sudden chuckle breaking you from your trance

“So you chose me? Wow! I’m honored!” he cheered, holding his sides, smiling but the light blush on his cheeks didn’t go unnoticed by you.

“But if you don’t mind I was wondering I could stay here with you? I don’t want to be alone tonight” you silently hoped he would say yes

“I mean if you really don’t mind spending the night with someone like me.” you guessed that was a yes?

“Uh well thanks Nagito” you gave a small smile in return. You both stood there unsure of what to do now, you stood there in unbearable awkwardness when Nagito let out a yawn. When you broke the silence

“Did you want to go back to sleep?” you asked, feeling bad for waking him when he probably gets barely enough sleep as is.

“What would you do then?” he asked you shrugged,

“Sleep?” you said unsure.

“The only probably is where.” you said thinking.

“Well you could just take the bed” he stated plainly

“Well, where would you sleep!” you exclaimed

“I feel bad enough for waking you I don’t want to kick you out of your bed too” you said apologetically, heat rising to his cheeks again.

“Wow, Your kindness is truly befitting of an ultimate such as yourself! But there's no need to worry about trash like me, I can always sleep on the ground, it's what I deserve anyway” 

“What if we just share the bed?” you asked not fully hearing the words coming out of your mouth. Nagito tensed for a second.

“I wouldn’t want to make you uncomfortable by being close to scum like me” you glared walking up to him abruptly surprising him a little, he jerked as you placed your warm hands on the sides of his cold cheeks, piercing through him with a stern look.

“No more self depreciation, okay? I don’t like you talking about yourself like that.” you frowned, his face heated up “If that’s what you want…” he spoke quietly trying to avoid eye contact.

“I don’t want to kick you out of your own bed and make you sleep on the floor plus I really don’t mind, I trust you.” you smiled.

“Why don’t you go lay down, I’ll turn off the lights” you turned around Nagito didn’t protest obeying you as he shuffled to the bed. You flipped the switch quickly running to the bed before the monsters got you. You dived in, unaware you had grabbed onto Nagito.

“Do you not like the dark?” he asked nervously at how close you were to him

“Yeah, I’m just freaked out, sorry” you apologized

“Is it ok if I have my hands on you like this?” you asked bashfully.

“Not at all! I’m surprised an ultimate like you would get close to me in such a way” he said.

But nothing came after just silence as you laid there contently getting closer to Nagitos chest listening to his heartbeat, the rhythm lulled you to sleep. You felt your eyelids grow heavy as you drifted into sleep.

“Goodnight y/n…”

Chiaki 

You sat laying there on your back spread out talking to yourself trying to distract your mind from the growing fears that plagued your thoughts. You couldn't stand this anymore.

Why couldn’t the sun just come up already? You threw your hands over your eyes in frustration, it was too hot, it was too quiet, yet your own voice annoyed you. It seemed like everything was annoying you right now.

You needed a distraction, someone to talk to. You sprung up

“Chiaki!” you said a little loudly. You had talked to her a couple times, nothing extraordinary came out of it but she was the only person you could think of to go to right now, besides would she even be asleep right now? She seems like she spends all night awake, probably playing video games.

How else would she be so tired all of the time otherwise. You slid off the bed still weary of the shadows of your room as you made your way to your cottage door.

Slipping out from your room you enjoyed the wave of relief that washed over you, maybe getting out of that stuffy room was the first step to cooling yourself down.

You walked to Chiaki's cottage humming to yourself trying to fill the silence that you dreaded so much.

Finally reaching her porch you knocked on her door lightly trying not to disturb anyone else who might be awake. Not long after you heard shuffling from behind the closed door and then Chiakis face peeked out from the crack.

“Y/n? What are you doing here?” Although she spoke softly, she had not at all sounded like she had just woken up, in fact, it sounded like she had already been up.

“Sorry for bothering you, I just couldn’t sleep and was wondering if I could stay here with you? I just don’t to be alone”

,you apologized briefly as Chiaki eased up widening the space of the door opening it to you with a warm smile

“I don’t mind” she said,

“I couldn’t sleep either, so I’ve been playing games by myself” she admitted as you walked in, you couldn’t help but notice the TV in the middle of the room being the only current source of light, multiple cases of games had been scattered across the floor, while empty bags of chips sat in disarray.

You went to sit in front of the TV picking up the second controller turning to Chiaki smiling,

“Mind if I join?” she blushed, “I’d like that actually” 

“Chiaki, stop hitting me off the road!” you whined throwing your head back in exasperation as the results of the game came up, and once again the same result 

Chiak first

Toad second

Bowser third

Leaving you in last place once again.

“Can we please play something else? I’m tired of losing every round” you whined

“Sure, What do you want to play?” she asked, you hummed in thought looking at the sea of games trying to decide, only to find your indecisiveness mandating your decision.

“Why don’t you choose? Since you're the expert, as long as it is not a racing game I’m fine.” you said as Chiaki reached over.

You watched her mesmerized by her every movement. She looked so beautiful at this moment you couldn’t exactly describe why.

“You're so pretty..” suddenly Chiaki froze up as a blush covered your cheeks. Realizing that had slipped out of your mouth you began to panic

“I’m so-sorry! I swear that was an accident! I-I wasn’t thinking and..” you were cut off by Chiaki pressing her lips to yours holding your shaking hands in hers. Pulling away she smiled

“I think you're pretty too” your face heated up once again not knowing what to do you buried your face in her shoulder, squeezing her hands tightly.

Not wanting to move you allowed yourself to relax in her arms letting yourself drift into sleep, you felt Chiaki kiss the crown of your head

“Night Y/n…”

HOLY SHIT THAT IS A LOT uhm! again do not rush them i beg. i am going to send this in anyway because brain gay!

uhm uhm uhm is it fine if i request for something with mark heathcliff? preferably fluffy like cuddles and dates n all that.. you can do headcanons or a scenario depends on what youd prefer :) alternatively you can write something for gabriel if you cant write for mark ^^ i dont mind :) have a good one and please dont rush yourself ^^ take your time

A/n: It's late and I had a long flight today but I hope this works, thank you for requesting anon <3

Genre: Fluff, Headcannons

Mark is extremely awkward when you first start dating

I’m talking even brush up against his hand in public his face heats up and he begins to get all sweaty 

If you hug him he’ll get very very stiff before awkwardly patting your back 

At first he gets very embarrassed when there's any sort of pda but further into the relationship he becomes a lot more confident 

Once he does get comfortable with affection he starts become a lot more clingy 

He’ll give you a kiss on the cheek any chance he gets 

Pulling you into hugs 24/7 

When he cuddles you he loves to wrap his arms around your torso as he lays behind you resting his head on top of yours as he buries his face in your hair

Personally he just likes to lay with you he’s not a big nap person

He’s content with just having you rest in his arms, he loves how peaceful you look while sleeping 

He’ll just admire you while you rest, while soaking in the warmth of your body

Mark will never cuddle in clothes he has to dress up in something comfy, preferably sweatpants and a really soft hoodie 

Or just his boxers and a t-shirt but no jeans or anything like that

When cuddling he usually prefers the couch because he likes to watch movies sometimes while cuddling with you 

He doesn't do well with horror movies so if you do watch one expect him to scream and jump a lot, he will most likely cling onto you during the whole movie 

For dates I see him as more of a laid back kinda guy meaning he likes to go to the park for walks at night so you can gaze at the stars while having long conversations with one another 

He also loves picnics, he will definitely have picnics at the park with you 

On a sunny day he’ll surprise you with a picnic at the park 

Occasionally though, he’ll go all out, like he’ll buy you tickets to go see your favorite band or something else that would cost a little bit more

He doesn't mind spending a little more on you

Cuddling Hc's with the Disaster Twins

A/n: Sorry I haven't been posting I got covid and haven't really been feeling well enough to write but I'm feeling better so I wanted to write a little something for my boys ♡

Genre: Headcannons, Fluff, A little Angst

Gn Reader

Leo

Leo likes to have his face tucked underneath your chin or in the crook of your neck 

Because he likes to leave a little kiss on your jawline or neck just to be able to hear your soft laughter

He LOVES to cling to you 

He’ll have all of his limbs wrapped around you constantly 

Needs you to have your hands on him 24/7 or he won’t leave you alone about it

When your cuddling with him all of your attention should be on him no exceptions 

If your to busy scrolling through your phone or doing anything else that takes your attention from him he’ll began to litter your face with kisses until your begging him to stop

And in return you stop looking at your phone 

It’s a win win well for him at least 

Secretly loves when you cup his face to kiss him

Especially when you do it when your snuggled up together and you gently hold his face while gently kissing his soft face

It leaves him smiling like a dork anytime you do it

Goes to your house if he has a nightmare doesn't even care how late it is he needs to be held by you

He lets you wear his old Tees to bed as pjs 

Donnie

Extremely awkward at first

When your first started dating him every touch was treated like the plague 

You’d go to hug him and he’d almost instinctively jolt as you went to touch him

But the more you tried to offer these little gestures of affection the more he grew to like them

Though he was still extremely stiff    

The first time you ever really cuddle with him was on the couch 

He’d invited you over to watch a movie with him and you’d happily accepted albeit you had been a little tired from the day

But that hadn’t deterred you from going to spend time with your boyfriend 

As soon as you got there Donnie had ushered you to the couch 

You snuggled against him as the movie started 

Donnie remained silent enjoying the warmth of your soft skin contrasting against his 

But Donnie had completely frozen as he felt the soft thud of your head falling on his shoulder 

He waited for a moment before realizing you had fallen asleep 

The corners of his mouth curved into a small smile leaning into your warmth