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Can you do head canons for Silco and Viktor with a super anxious partner?

Pairing: Silco x Gender Neutral! Reader, Viktor x Gender Neutral! Reader

Word Count: 289; 300

Genre: fluff, headcanon

Yes I can! Hope you like what I’ve written and I hope you all request for more Silco & Viktor content if you enjoy my writing style!

Content Warning: anxiety

Silco:

I feel like the man would incredibly patient and understanding with someone anxious. Have you seen the way he handles Jinx when she was stabbing his repeatedly in the face with his eye needle thingy?

So reassuring.

Feeling restless and questioning your every action? He senses it as soon as it happens and is quick to provide the comfort you need to overcome it. Everything else can wait.

Depending on where the two are, his actions differ.

If you are in private, he’ll look at you in your eyes with his mismatched ones and tell you that you’re perfect just the way you are. And that you shouldn’t care about what others think. He’d say those words so softly yet with so much conviction, you find yourself believing it.                     

“And if they have any sense of survival, they’ll keep their words to themselves.”

It wouldn’t be him without a quick threat to whatever is causing you such distress.

In public, he’d be more subtle in his actions. He would take your hand in his under the table and rub the back of it with his thumb. Very subtle in his actions but the comfort it there.

Also it wouldn’t hurt to flash a stern glare in the direction of the cause of your anxiety, especially if it’s a person. Would wave for someone to get rid of it if it’s an object and the same goes for the person if the time calls for it.

“Get it out of my sight.”

Wants you to know that you have nothing to be anxious about.

Loves you as you are and he wouldn’t change anything for the world.

“My lovely, you are perfect the way you are, everyone else be damned.”

Viktor:

He is a man of science. Of logic.

So trust me when I say he is not lying when he says you shouldn’t be anxious. Would say it in a way that sounds factual, as if it’s a math formula he’s written hundreds of times on paper.

He is patient as he listens to your concern and he understands it theoretically but is unable to truly understand what you have to be anxious of because he doesn’t see it.

You are perfect in his eyes.

Though he does his best to comfort you despite it.

He will cup your face in his non occupied hand and make you look at him as he whispers words of comfort to you.

“What others think of you shouldn’t matter my dear. If you aren’t harming anyone then why should they care?”

He is a problem solver at heart so when he is made aware of your anxiety, the first thing he does *after making sure you’re okay* is to head to the library and do all the research he can to help you overcome it.

He is slower to detect your anxiety cause the man is not the best at noticing things like this but he learns fast to make up for it.

In the comforts of your home, he’d sit you down and have you tell him about the source of your anxiety and he will debunk it without ever being dismissing of your anxiety.

In public, if he detects your anxiety flaring up, he’d come up to your side and hold your hand tightly in his. Letting you know that he’s there and will support you in any way you need him to.

“I’m here love, if you need anything don’t hesitate to let me know. I am here for you.”

If he’s feeling quirky, might suggest running away.

“If you want to, may I suggest allowing me to whisk you away?”

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So excited too see more Silco and Viktor stuff could we get some head canons on the boys with a house wife or husband?? I love me some domestic fluff

Pairing: Silco x Gender Neutral! Reader, Viktor x Gender Neutral! Reader

Word Count: 504; 521

Genre: fluff, headcanon

YES YOU CAN! Keep the requests coming, they make me thrive honestly. Sorry for the wait btw. Here you go and I hope you enjoy!

Content Warning: none

Silco:

After a hard day of work and by that I mean unproductive meetings with the ungrateful Chem-Barons, Firelights attempting to destroy a production site and the worst of them all….

Paperwork.

Often his work keeps him confined to his office, he’s not exactly thrilled about it but such is the sacrifices he must make for the sake of Zaun.

But with a few subtle threats from you and some compromising, the both of you settled on a strict curfew for him.

He’s more than relieved to come home to you humming away on the stove, with something amazing coking away inside those pots. He could tell by the scent waving in the air.

It was a sight for sore eyes.

He enjoys the domestic bliss more than anyone expected. The peaceful haven that you created in his home away from the chaotic world outside.

Never a day that goes by where he isn’t grateful for you and the life he built with you because never in a million years had he ever thought he would be able to enjoy such a life.

He had you to thank for that and he tries his best to ensure you knew that. He’s not great with words so he uses other ways to get that message through you.

Sometimes with expensive clothes on top of jewelry, others with fancy dates and lingering touches from time to time. Of course, that sentiment isn’t excluded from the bedroom.

And then there’s your daughter, Jinx.

He knew he wasn’t the most caring father in the world and his busy schedule certainly didn’t help.

But you were there in every step of the way, helping him when he was struggling. He felt reassured that when he couldn’t be present, Jinx had you to be there for her. 

Sometimes he even felt jealous that Jinx had loved you more than she loved him but that thought was quickly erased from his mind when the both of you would team up and drown him in random acts of affection.

Speaking of teaming up, given his occupation and Jinx’s eagerness to be part of the cause, the both of them often end up in dangerous situations.

This of course results in plenty of stern lectures from you, often the both of them would be lectured together. If one goes down, they both go down together.  

You knew that it couldn’t be helped but sometimes their recklessness/ambition get the better of them and that’s what gets you riled up.

After being lectured, the father daughter pair would do their best to reassure you and comfort you, not wanting to worry you but also secretly worried that you would threaten to stop cooking for them should they not heed your words.

Silco sometimes find your worry unnecessary but most of the time he finds it endearing, to have someone care about him this much and to mourn for him should he ever lost his life.

Overall, he loves you and wouldn’t have it any other way.

Viktor:

Ah, another workaholic who doesn’t know when to stop. But this one is a more stubborn to be dragged away from his work so you had to be slightly more creative when it comes down to convincing him.

Though you understand that all the things he do, his passion for his work and his borderline desperation comes from a place of wanting to do good to the world so you aren’t harsh in your approach to pulling him away from the lab.

Instead, you gently coax him to leave whenever you deem that enough is enough. Sure you’d allow a few sleepovers now and then when the boys are on the verge of another breakthrough or if they have a deadline they need to meet. But those are some of the few exceptions you allow.

You made sure to get your concerns through his thick head before you got married and he understands your worry completely. Being the sweet understanding man that he is, the two of you came to a compromise and set down the boundaries needed.

It was frustrating at first, to love a man who doesn’t seem to care for himself and doesn’t really see the issue in it. Which is why sitting him down and having that talk was extremely important to the both of you and your relationship.

As their house spouse, you make sure to pack him lunch everyday for him to take to the lab. Most of the time you make an extra set to give to Jayce as well and the man loves you for it, sometimes joking that if it weren’t for Viktor, he’d marry you instead.

Viktor is not amused.

And whenever you know that Viktor isn’t going to make it home that night, you pack him a little overnight bag and some dinner that’s easy to consume but equally nutritious as your typical meal.

Of course you don’t forget a thermos filled to the brim with steaming hot coffee, made the way he loves, as you know your husband would most likely not be sleeping that night. Not if he could help it.

Viktor obviously notices all the little things you do to make his life easier, healthier. The way you take care of him when he doesn’t. He appreciates you so much for it and it warms his heart whenever he thinks of it.

Because of you, he’s more eager to finish up his work and go home. More so than ever before he met you.

Wants to reciprocate your love but isn’t quite sure how so he does his best to listen to you when you talk and he’ll take mental notes of all the problems you have. Will try to come up with the best solutions to overcome them or fix it himself if you allow it.

Overall, great listener and problem solver.

Another way of showing you affection is by physical touch. Whenever the two of you are together, his hand will always be on you in some way shape or form.

A hand on your hips, arm wrapped around your waist, his hand holding yours…etc

Is very touch starved and you're more than happy to help with that.

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Tragic Reunions, Tearful Realizations.

Pairing: Viktor x Female! Reader, Machine Herald! Viktor x Female! Reader

Word Count: 6.4k words

Genre: fluff, angst, one shot

GUYS I'M STILL ALIVE AND DOING REQUEST DON'T WORRY!

A HUGE thank you to hypocritic-trash-baby for requesting this story and honestly full credits go to them. I had so much fun writing this and it's been an honor to write this masterpiece of a plot.

I hope all of you out there enjoy!

Content Warning: pregnancy, kidnapping, some blood, loss of life, minor depression, killing, Machine Herald Viktor

Sighing, he finally tears his eyes away from the papers in his hands. Allowing himself to process the information that had been revealed to him.

Setting the doctor’s report aside, he leans back onto the wooden bench located outside the hospital. His chronic illness was worsening and without a cure, there was little he could do as death loomed upon him. At least that had been what the physician told him.

Viktor stares forward blankly with a steely gaze, he was determined to overcome this sickness of his that was so hell bent on ending his life. Thinking hard, he begins to formulate different plans and ideas of how to do so.

His most recent research on Hextech had seemed promising so perhaps he should start there. And speaking of Hextech…

Progress day was closing in as well, he realized. Very soon, in fact.

There was already an infinite amount of things on his plate with more continuously piling on top of it as time passed. He still had much to accomplish, so many people to help and he wasn’t going to lay back and allow this illness to stop him.

As he was still deep in his thoughts, he failed to notice a nurse approaching him looking concerned for him.

Y/N had just been given a break from her duties and was on her way to lunch when she saw the man hunched over with his eyes staring blankly forward with a scrunch between his eyebrows.

And judging by the papers beside him on top of the building behind her, she knew that he probably wasn’t doing too well. With her experience as a nurse in training, it was something she saw more often that she liked.

Hesitating in her next action, she decides to speak up.

“Um sir? Are you alright?” A soft voice called out to him, snapping him back into reality.

Looking up, he sees a pretty woman in what he concluded was a nurse’s uniform talking to him. It was then he realized she was referring to him and he has yet to respond to her inquiry.

“Oh, um, yes. I’m fine.” He takes a quick glance at the papers lying next to him when saying this, the subtle action not escaping the nurse’s attention.

Not wanting to invade his privacy, she leaves it at that before moving onto a different topic. She didn’t understand what had come over her, but something inside of her told her that she couldn’t just leave him alone.

“You know…I’m on my break and was about to get hot cocoa by myself. Care to join me?”

Viktor raises an eyebrow at this, feeling slightly confused and apprehensive at the invitation but he finds himself agreeing unconsciously. Something about the woman intrigued him and plus, he didn’t really want to be alone with his thoughts at the moment.

Perhaps a distraction would do him some good. Especially in the form of sugar.

“Great! I’ve been meaning to go to this café for a while now to try this cake they have but it’s too big for one person. Maybe we can share it!” Her eyes lit up at his acceptance to her invite and Viktor could feel himself getting excited as well at her words.

The nurse eagerly waited for him to gather his belongings before making their way to the café together. The whole walk there was spent engaged in a lighthearted conversation as they got to know each other better.

Before he knew it, he had fallen completely head over heels for her.

Through their many conversations, he discovered that she had originated from a humble background and had clawed her way through nursing school. Her passion for the field earned her a scholarship in the academy which allowed her the opportunity to study, something she wouldn’t have been able to do without the financial aid.

Their similar background made him feel as if she could understand him to a certain degree. And he admits, it was nice to finally have someone to talk to that actually understood him.

Something that not many people were capable of in his life.

Not only that but she was this empathetic, stubborn and passionate woman who quickly became a source of comfort to him. It wasn’t difficult for him to have fallen for such a wonderful person that he found so much joy in spending time with.

Before he even knew it, he had begun formulating plans on how to woo her and started with making small gestures to suggest that he was trying to court her whenever he was graced with her presence.

He had complimented her appearance, made little trinkets for her and whenever his busy schedule allowed it, he would invite her out for little outings to cafes with the purpose of trying out new desserts.

If her shift made that impossible, he would deliver said treats to her workplace himself if he could.

Little did he know, she had felt the same all this time but because of her dense nature, all his attempts had gone unnoticed much to his frustration.

He loved the women but Janna she was oblivious.

Finally having enough, he gathered all his courage and bought a bouquet of her favorite flowers before meeting up with her for their weekly meeting.

Slowly approaching her figure with the flowers clenched tightly in his available hand, her back facing him as she stares at the notes in her hands.

And as he nears her, she must’ve heard the sound of his crutch clanking against the pavement which prompted her to face him. Her eyes immediately pointed towards the item in his hand.

Not allowing her a chance to speak, he forces the words out of his mouth.

“(Y/N), my dear. I must confess that I have been harboring feelings for you for the longest time.” He held out the flowers to her and he finally met her shell-shocked gaze. “If you wish, would you like to move our relationship forward and become romantically involved with each other?”

He didn’t need to wait very long for her response as he felt a force slam into him, making him stumble a few steps back whilst trying very hard not to fall over on his behind.

“Viktor of course!” Tackling him into a crushing hug, the woman happily accepts his confession which makes him breathe out a sigh of relief. He had somewhat concluded that the woman had felt something for him but he still had his doubts.

How could anyone blame him? (Y/N) was a stunning and brilliant woman who could have anyone of her choosing. And she picked him.

Looking down on his bad leg, he swears to himself that he would do anything to overcome the illness that was plaguing his body.

He finally has the woman of his dreams in his arms, one that loves him back nonetheless which was nothing less than a miracle itself. He hadn’t even entertained the thought of having a lover before her, long having banished the mere thought of it believing that that life would never be his.

Yet here he was with her wrapped around him, the two still feeling the high of the new advancement in their relationship.

Now with another person to live for, someone that he could envision spending the rest of his life with. He needed to find a cure and he will do so at any cost.

As he was thinking that, he wasn’t aware of the downward spiral that awaited him in the future. One that would bring him nothing but regrets and pain.

“VIKTOR! Where is he?!” A woman bursts into the front desk of the emergency department running up to the counter before frantically asking for the location of her lover.

A mere hour ago, she had just woken up that morning alone in bed. Feeling confused by the empty space, she heads out to search for him after she was sure she wasn’t going to collapse in public. She hadn’t been feeling well for the past few days which was why Viktor had confined her to bed with strict instructions not to overwork herself.

Remembering his weakened state, she shook her head in exasperation. How hypocritical of him. Always caring for those around him but never himself.

He had been working late into the night these past couple of days but had promised her he would be back today after resolving something concerning the negotiations regarding the rising tensions between the two cities.

After exiting her shared home with Viktor, she had only been walking for a couple of minutes before stumbling upon the news about the council tower being blown to pieces with the councilmen still inside.

Knowing exactly that had been where the inventor was, she immediately rushed to the hospital that she knew would be housing the victims of the incident. It had been the one she worked at after all.

Checking the chart located to the right of her, the nurse behind the counter scanned the list briefly before her eyes came to a stop. Her lips thinned at the words presumably written next to Viktor’s name.

“Ma’am, we have no idea where that patient is. But in amongst all this chaos, honestly, I wouldn’t be shocked if he died and someone had his room cleared out for another patient.” The nurse gave her a sympathetic nod before rushing off to complete another task that required her immediate attention.

Leaving a dazed (Y/N) standing there all by herself. The words that had been just uttered to her are still sinking into her head.

Dead? Viktor?

The two words put together in the same sentence was something she was able to process.

Sure he had been looking ill these past few days, but he had promised her that he was so very close to a breakthrough. 

He had looked so sure of it as he lay on that hospital bed a couple of days ago. His skin pale as the sheets he lay on, his cheeks sunken as if he had been starved for weeks.

But his eyes when he said those words to her had looked as bright as the day she met him. Brimming with fiery determination as he grasped her hand with as much strength as he could muster at that moment.

Refusing to believe the nurses words, (Y/N) continues to search high and low for the love of her life but no matter how hard she tries. Her efforts had proven to be unsuccessful.

Not even Jayce, the man of progress himself, could locate the Zaunite. It was as if he had vanished into thin air, leaving a shell of a woman behind.

Sitting on the edge of their bed, the nurse could only stare at the broken remnants of a cane that once belonged to the man who had stolen her heart.

It was the only thing they could find at the site that solidified the fact that he had been at the tower when it was attacked.

But the question remains, where is he?

No one knew the answer to that question and had assumed the worst. (Y/N) had refused to believe it at first but as days passed, she allowed her rationality to sink in and it became clearer to her that the man had most likely perished from his injuries.

Tears began to well up in her reddened eyes as she clenched pieces of the cane tightly to her chest. It didn’t take long for the room’s silence to be filled up with the cries of a grieving woman.

Over the next few days, she became more and more ill as time passed. Initially, she had passed it off as some stomach flu or perhaps the lack of self-care.

With the lack of sleep, fearing the nightmares that plagued her the moment she gave into the darkness or the dread of waking up with the space beside her cold and empty on top of the lack of appetite to eat. She wasn’t expecting her body to be in the best shape.

But with the increasing amount of familiar symptoms paired with the absence of her monthly flow, such as the morning sickness, the fatigue and her tender breasts. It became obvious as to what sickness had plagued her body.

She had seen it in so many patients in her days as a nurse but never to her. Never had she expected that she would be experiencing the same things as they did, especially not now.

Clutching her stomach, she feels her knees buckle as she slowly descends onto the ground while realization sinks in.

She was…pregnant?

Viktor’s child was growing inside of her.

They will never be able to meet their father and she will never be able to share this experience with him. Of course she had envisioned this several times in the past but Viktor’s presence had been consistent in those visions.

Her heart clenched tightly at the thought of it but she resists the urge to break down at that very moment. She wouldn’t allow it.

She had been so luckily blessed with one final gift from her love who had departed this word. One final reminder of the love they shared together and she will do right by them at any costs.

She cannot fall apart now, not while she had their child growing inside of her.

They need a strong mother and that’s exactly what she will be. That’s the least she could do for her unborn child.

They had already lost a father, they couldn’t lose their mother as well.

Many months later, inside a lab hidden deep inside the city of Zaun looks away from their work while their back tenses up at the news that had just been revealed to him.

“She’s…pregnant?” Singed hums in confirmation, allowing the information to sink in for the man sitting across him.

“And it’s mine?” The older man nods his head. “…I see…” The room returns back to its former silence, the atmosphere tenser than before.

“This offspring of yours could be beneficial for you Viktor.” Frowning, the supposed dead man looks at his former mentor but does nothing to show any objection as to what he was suggesting.

Remaining silent, he allows the man to continue.

“I understand that you have been having trouble eh…experimenting on yourself as of lately. Perhaps your child could be a solution to that?”

Viktor allows the suggestion to ponder in his mind. Ever since escaping the hospital after that blast, he had been spending all his time working endlessly on overcoming his chronic illness.

After spending all this time with Singed and along with his close encounter with death itself, he had finally understood the man’s words completely. And he had ingrained those words into his head.

Love and legacy are the necessary sacrifices for the sake of progress.

He had allowed these words to carve itself into his mind and body. Completely forgetting about the love he had so desperately tried to live for in the first place as he slipped further and further away from the man he used to be.

Replacing flesh with metal, fortifying it with the energy he harvested from the Hexcore. He had been stronger than he ever was before.

However, as with the path that comes with progress, comes with challenges. And this time, it had taken the form of a wall in his research to immortality.

And with the new him, he finds himself agreeing with the plan to use his own flesh and blood for the sake of progress.

All he had to do now was wait.

The sounds of a baby crying pierced through the air. (Y/N) had chosen to give birth alone within the comforts of her own home without knowing that this would be a decision she’d come to regret very soon.

As soon as she had lifted her newborn into her arms, their sobs slowly faded as they settled into the warm embrace of their mother.

Then, the doors of her house were slammed open with a loud bang.

The sound immediately alarming the exhausted mother and scaring the infant who soon began to wail again, however this time, it was in fright.

Clutching her baby to her chest, she tries to get up from her bed only to stumble down onto the ground. Her legs were unable to support her weight as her body was still weak from the recent birth.

Before she could even attempt to stand back up, she hears loud heavy footsteps making its way to the doors of her bedroom. Oddly enough it sounded metallic, as if the intruder had adjourned a full body of metal armor.

Clink.

Clank.

Clink.

Clank.

It wasn’t long before the doors to the room burst open to reveal a familiar face attached to an unfamiliar metallic body.

His bony limbs now replaced with something thicker, stronger with glowing purple markings shining through the metal plates. The corners of his jaw were covered with the same material, making his face seem harsher than before.

And his eyes…

He was so different now and most importantly, he was standing before her.

That’s…not possible.

He was dead.

How?

“Viktor?” Happiness begins to fill her heart but it quickly turns to dread when his face remains emotionless while he stares down at her fallen figure. She couldn’t see an ounce of love in his dark eyes. If he still had any love left for her, it wasn’t visible to her at that very moment.

And that terrified her.

His eyes landed on the small bundle in her arms before he began to make his way over, his intent feeling malicious to her. A sinking feeling in her gut told her that this was no longer the man she loved all those months ago.

He’s changed, not just physically.

“Viktor? What are you doing?” Trying to hold her daughter away from the man she once knew so well, she questions him nervously but it was met with a cold silence.

She knew the answer to her own question but she had remained hopeful that her intuition was wrong. But a mother is never wrong when it comes down to her child, at least not this time.

She tried resisting him, she really did.

But her weakened body was no match for the new and improved physique of his forged from the most durable metal.

Pulling back her shoulders, he tears the baby away from her arms with a harsh tug much to her horror. 

“NO-give her back! Give me my child!” She cries and begs but he pays no heed to her nor to the child now in his clutches crying for her mother.

(Y/N) attempts to scramble to her feet but she is unable to find the strength to get up at that very moment. Not noticing the blood pooling below her.

“VIKTOR PLEASE!” She desperately tries begging him but that only succeeded in him pausing at the door for a brief moment before he continued to walk away.

Leaving her screaming and crying for her newborn baby that was stolen from her, merely minutes after having her in her arms for the very first time.

And she may never get to hold her again.

The moment she was able to muster up the ability to stand, (Y/N) quickly pulled on a coat that covered the filthy gown she had worn for the birthing of her child. Wasting not a second longer, she limps as fast as she could all the way to the home of a man she knew that could help her.

Upon reaching her destination, she begins to pound her fists onto the front doors.

“JAYCE! JAYCE PLEASE! HELP!” The man had been resting on his living room couch when the yelling came. Jumping to his feet, he quickly rushed to the door and fling it open only to find the lover of his former best friend.

“(Y/N)? What’s wrong?” Her coat unravels by itself to reveal the blood on her nightgown, the sight of it alarming the man. “What happened to you?! Are you oka-“

The frantic woman cuts him off before he could finish his sentence. “HE TOOK HER! OH GOD-HE TOOK MY CHILD!!”

Escorting the hysterical woman into his home, he tries to soothe her to the best of his abilities but his attempts prove to be futile.

It took several tries before the new mother was finally able to make out a few coherent sentences and Jayce was able to quickly piece the puzzles together.

Despite feeling overwhelmed by the news of his best friend being alive, he wasted no time to ease the woman into his living room coach before grabbing his hammer that lay almost forgotten in his closet.

He took a few seconds to take it in, remembering the incident that took place the last time he had wielded it in his hands, the blood it had shed under his guidance.

He shakes the sinking guilt off of his mind, he had other priorities at the moment. Lifting the weapon into his grasp, he rushes to the front door before pausing for a brief second to look back at (Y/N) who returned his gaze.

“Please, bring her back.”

Without any hesitation, he nods.

And with that he rushes into the night, time was of the essence and he’d be damned if he fails this woman again.

Now alone in the lab with no one but him and the whimpering infant, Singed’s words echoed in his head.

“I see you were successful in your endeavor.” The masked man pauses to take in the sight of the baby. “Well, I’ll leave you to it then. I believe with its help, I’m sure you will have no issues unlocking the secrets to your immortality.”

And with those encouraging words, he turned and left.

While laying the baby onto the cold metal table, he hesitated as he pondered on whether or not to strap her down to the surface. Looking over to the blood stained leather straps located to the right of him, he winces slightly at the history that came with it.

After all, he had been partially responsible for them.

Your tearful face flashed in his head for a brief moment. He could still hear your cries begging for him to return your daughter echoing through his mind. He remembers feeling a small clench in his chest when seeing you in that state, but then Singed’s words roared loudly in his head which once again reminded him of his ultimate goal.

Perhaps a small mercy for the child. He thinks to himself before opting that the straps were better left alone.

Picking up a needle filled with a familiar pink liquid, he turns back around to face the newborn who had already laid her big innocent eyes on his form which made him pause. The shade of amber perfectly matching the ones that used to color his own amber irises, now replaced by an unnatural glowing gold surrounded by a dark murky black.

She tilted her head to its side. Not knowing why, he had mimicked her action and reached out to poke her plush cheeks before his mind could comprehend it.

It was…soft.

All of a sudden, the infant bursts into fits of tiny giggles that fill the silence of the lab. With her tiny hands, she grabbed onto his finger that had touched her and began to wave it around as if it had been a toy of some sorts.

Slowly, Viktor begins to tremble as a feeling of guilt begins to creep up on him.

“…why are you smiling?” He asks her, despite knowing that he won’t receive an answer. Sensing the rising hesitation within him, he speaks up again. “Why can’t I…”

He had been working so hard to survive, and yet when the solution was right in front of him, he found himself struggling to continue.

“This is my natural right! This child is mine and mine alone! I can do with it what I please! Can I not?!” Frustrated, he yells to himself. “I endured this pain and suffering for so long! Didn’t I?!”

He shakes his head, trying to rid of the guilt that was beginning to overwhelm him. He was fighting a losing battle.

“I mustn’t waver!” He tries to hold on but his resolve quickly crumbles into nothing as he looks down, he sees his daughter still smiling at him. The infant had been completely oblivious as to what he was about to do to her just moments ago.

 “Stop that…” Her smile resembles yours almost identically. He sees your face flashing next to hers, your features almost identical had it not been for her amber eyes, flashing him the same bright grin that would never fail to make his squeeze from a delightful ache.

The baby happily coos at him while tears begin to fall from his eyes. “Please stop smiling!” He begs.

Looking at the needle that was still clutched in his other hand, he quickly hurls it away from him as if the mere touch of it burnt him.

Quickly shoving all the equipment away from his baby and off of the table, they fall to the ground with a clang, some shattering into a million pieces. He lifts her tiny body and clutches her close to his chest as he begins to apologize profusely.

The weight of his actions finally hit him at full force, shattering the fog his mind had been under the last few months.

“I’m so sorry little one. I-I” Stuttering, he holds her tighter as he remembers the exact plans he had for the child, his child. The pain she would’ve gone through because of him.

Her own father.

He begins to sob silently while holding onto her, unable to comprehend what he was about to do to the life that he created with you.

The woman he had supposedly loved with all his being.

He was a monster.

Jayce runs through the quiet streets of the Undercity, in search of the whereabouts of the father daughter. With help of a few crude threats, he was able to get an idea of where Viktor could be located.

As he nears his destination, he encounters a badly scarred man whose coat covered the lower half of his face. He pays him no attention. Trying to run past the man, he finds himself stopping after hearing the words that came from him.

“You won’t be able to save him, you know?” Singed muses which angered the man.

“What are you talking about?” He spats, turning to face the scientist with his fist clenching tightly onto his weapon.

“Viktor, I assume that is who you’re looking for, yes?” Jayce’s eyes narrow at the question but says nothing. “I’m afraid there’s nothing to save your friend from.”

Singed continues to explain himself. “He finally truly understands that progress comes at the sacrifice of legacy and even love. I too had learnt that lesson, though it had been a hard pill to swallow. It was necessary.”

“Viktor was the kindest man I know, he would never-“ The man pauses mid-sentence, hesitating briefly as he wonders if his friend had truly changed for the worst, despite not wanting to believe it. He remembers the look on your face when he opened his door.

The terror and the sheer panic.

“Are you so sure about that?” It was at this Jayce had looked up to see Singed gesturing to an emotionless Viktor walking out of a broken down building while holding a small bundle to his chest.

He had barely been able to recognize the man with all of his bionic enhancements. If his face had been concealed, Jayce doubted he would be able to identify him.

“As you can see, Viktor isn’t a man that needs savi-“ Singed is quickly silenced by something unexpected from his apprentice’s part.

Feeling suffocated and a dull throbbing pain that came from his chest. He slowly looks down to see a metal claw piercing through his torso from the back and as Viktor removes the metal limb from his body, he falls to the ground limply. The life instantly fading from his eyes.

A quick death.

“I’m afraid there was an error in his observation that he failed to see. It’s a shame seeing as though he died because of it.” Viktor stated nonchalantly while looking down at the corpse. “No matter what the sacrifices I make, nothing can make me harm my own child.”

He looks back at the sleeping infant who nuzzled her little face deeper into his chest. “And I won’t let anyone attempt it, not as long as I’m breathing.”

Despite feeling shocked at the turn of events, Jayce couldn’t help but feel happy to have his friend back.

Nervously, (Y/N) slowly paces back and forth in the living room of her house. Her mind plays thousands of different scenarios in her head, each making her more anxious by the second.

Unable to stand the sight of the door, she returns to the nursery that she had spent months building and perfecting for the arrival of her baby.

Wanting to bask in the comfort it brought to her.

It had been the room she spent the most time in during the whole of her pregnancy. The presence of her child filled it and without her baby in her arms, this was the closest thing to it.

Then just when her nerves begin to settle, she hears her front door slowly open with a creak that she was familiar with.

Immediately snapping her head in its direction, her tiredness fading instantly as she becomes high on alert. Her mind replaying the traumatic incident that just hours ago.

Paralyzed by fear, she remained still as she stared at the door. Hearing slow heavy footsteps approaching closer and closer to the room she was in. The very ones that haunted her since the earlier events.

The door soon swings open to reveal Viktor with her baby girl safely wrapped up in a raggedy blanket and tucked in the crook of his arm.

A guilty expression was splattered on his face but she remained indifferent to it, still feeling wary and untrusting towards the man before her. His saddened face did nothing to melt the ice and fear that sat in her chest.

Where were these emotions when he left her on the floor, crying and begging for him to return the child she had so dearly loved? Practically soaked in her own blood.

Her motherly instincts were screaming for her to snatch her child back from him but her fear of hurting the baby in the process stopped her from doing so.

Observing him closely, she realizes that he was being so gentle with the life he helped create. He looked almost, nurturing.

A stark contrast to the man who stormed her house just hours before.

Despite the anger brewing inside of her, she allows him to place the baby into her cradle. Her anger almost boiling over when he reached over to take her hand in his and began to quietly beg for forgiveness.

“(Y/N) I- I have no words to describe how sorry I am for the way I treated you. The way I took our-your daughter away from you. I have no excuse-“

“Damn right you have no excuses.” She hisses while he is mid-sentence.

How dare he?

How dare he come in here with her child and act so…human. So remorseful.

Especially after what he had done.

“And that is a weight I will carry on my shoulders until the end of my days.” She wanted to yell at him so bad but something about the way his teary eyes looked at her made her pause. “But I want you to know that I am so terribly sorry about what I’ve done.”

He had almost looked like the Viktor she’d known. The one she’d loved.

“I don’t expect you to forgive me. Janna knows I don’t deserve it.” Taking a shaky breath, he continues with his apology. He owed her that, at the very least.

“I had been in a trance all these months, so lost in the desperation to escape death that I’ve forgotten the true reason why I had been so desperate to live in the first place.” With a small pained smile, he turns to look at their sleeping child who was still peacefully sleeping away in her cradle.

“But after looking at this little miracle that we made, it made me remember.” He looks back at the woman in front of him, who was visibly struggling to keep her tears at bay. “If you allow it and only if you allow it, I wish to have another chance. Another chance for us to be a family.”

Sensing the hesitation on her face, the conflict as she battles between two different voices screaming in her head. He leans back away from her but his eyes are still bored into hers. As if trying to show how genuine he was at that moment.

And she saw it.

“I-I expect nothing from you. I have been so-“ He struggles to speak through his shuddering breath that was holding back a sob “horrible to you.” Images of your bloodied state flashed through his head and the way he had responded made him sick to his stomach.

(Y/N) was now looking at the man before her. A man who was clearly different from the one that had severely traumatized her and finally seeing one who she was more familiar with. One she had been yearning after for so long.

“If you do not wish to see me again, I will respect your decision and leave.” He closes his eyes, allowing the tears to fall at the thought of never seeing the two again.

Desperately hoping that he hasn’t lost the both of them now after just finding his way back to them again after so long. But he knew that the decision wasn’t up to him. He didn’t deserve to make that choice.

Allowing the question to sink in, the woman remained quiet as her thoughts roared in her head. 

She had been so desperate to have him back in her life all this time, aching to be a family that was complete. She had dreamt of this so many nights only to wake up cold and alone with no one next to her.

The bitterness and the countless heartaches she had experienced when seeing happy families out and about. The envy.

Was she expected to decline him? Did she even have the strength to do so?

Would it be wrong for her to say yes?

If being wrong feels so good, then (Y/N) doesn’t want to be right.

Finally allowing her true emotions to show, she sobs as she lowers herself to join Viktor on the ground and holds tightly onto him. Trying to ground herself to the newfound reality, hoping that this wasn’t a dream or a hallucination.

With one hand, she reaches up to cup the side of his face and tilts his head back up so he could face her. His eyes are just as teary as hers. However rather than the relief that filled hers, hesitance and remorse filled his. 

She slowly leans and allows for her lips to gently connect with his. And Viktor’s body stills, momentarily feeling as though nothing of the moment was real. And yet after a few seconds had passed with her lips still lingering against his.

He realized that this wasn’t a cruel trick from his mind.

Quickly overcoming his shock, Viktor tearfully smiles into the kiss and pulls her close to him using both arms. Wanting to hold her close and never let go.

“I forgive you.”

And that was all the words the two needed.

Later that night, the couple laid on the carpeted floor together whilst leaning their backs against the wall, cuddling against one another. Together, they reminisce about the past before the incident and learnt more about what they had missed in each other’s absence.

Until something caught (Y/N)’s attention.

“Oh..” Viktor tenses at this. The tone of her voice made him uneasy.

“What it is? Is something wrong?” Laughing softly at his apprehension, she waves him off.

“Nothing, it’s just that all this time we have been referring to our child as ‘our child’, ‘our baby’, ‘she’ and so on. I just realized that I haven’t had the chance to name her yet.” She senses his slowly returning guilt. “I’ve gone through so many names these past few months but nothing ever seemed right.”

Hearing her explanation, he allows himself to relax slightly. But the guilt lingers.

“I wanted the name to mean something, to both of us.” Her words sent a flutter to his chest. Elated that she was so thoughtful of him, even in his absence.

After pondering for a while, Viktor picks out a name that stood out in his mind. “What do you think of the name, Nikola.”

(Y/N) repeated the name to herself, finding that she had liked the way it sounded.

“It means ‘people’s triumph’.” Looking at the sleeping bundle, he smiles. “Something about it feels right.”

“I love it.” She leans on his shoulder with a happy sigh. As if the missing piece in her heart had returned and everything was finally complete.

“Nikola it is then.” He leans his head to rest on hers, feeling eternally grateful to have his family by his side. Swearing that he’ll do whatever it takes to earn that right. He will make it up to them, he swears.

Finally, their bodies had finally allowed for events of the night to sink in as the two surrendered to their fatigue.

Tomorrow, a new day will arrive and they will begin their journey as a family. Once separated by tragedy and fear but now reunited with their love in the form of their daughter, Nikola.

Their little champion.

Author's note:

I hope you liked this and once again, a big thank you to hypocritic-trash-baby for allowing me to write their story.

Also for those who want someone to rant to about Viktor, don't hesitate to spam my inbox. I also desperately need someone to talk to about how amazing this man is.

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Arcane Masterlist:

Silco:

Headcannon & Drabble of Silco being a dad

Dad! Silco taking in a Transmasc! Nonbinary! reader

Headcannon of Silco with a bubbly Fem! reader

Headcannon of Silco with house wife/husband

Viktor:

Comfort (Viktor x GN! Reader)

It's been tough for Viktor and he doesn't feel like he deserves anything, you make it your goal to convince him otherwise.

Headcannon of Viktor with a bubbly Fem! reader

Tragic Reunions, Tearful Realizations

A one shot about reader and Viktor before and after the events of the finale of Arcane. Viktor has lost himself and a little gift from you in the form of a child helps him find his way back to you.

Headcannon of Viktor with house wife/husband

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BNHA Masterlist:

Happily Ever After (Takami Keigo/Hawks)

When you realise you can't live without him, he decides to pop a question that's going to change your lives.

You're Gorgeous (Bakugou Katsuki)

Grandma is here to visit but she's not playing nice and Katsuki isn't going to tolerate that kind of behavior in his house.

Cuddling to Sleep (Midoriya Izuku & Todoroki Shoto)

A drabble of how the boys and you fall asleep cuddling

Paint Night (Todoroki Shouto)

A headcanon of how painting during a date night would go with our favorite half n half

You Can Have Me (Yandere!Midoriya Izuku)

Part 1

[theiauwu]

I don't normally do this, so pardon if unclear.

Can I get some Silco headcanon stuff and/or drabble about him taking in some transmasc nonbinary gremlin? Found family sorta stuff?

Thank!

Pairing: Dad! Silco x Transmasc! Nonbinary! Reader (Platonic)

Word Count: 281, 233

Genre: fluff, headcanon, drabble

Sure can! I apologize if I get anything wrong or this isn’t really what you had in mind but I hope you enjoy what I wrote!

Content Warning: maybe some light angst?

Headcannon:

Probably found you hanging around in the filthy streets of the Lanes, distrustful and filled with hatred towards the cruel world. Seeing you in that state reminded him a lot of himself and he didn’t know why but he impulsively decided to take you in.

He wasn’t sure what he expected from you, probably thought of you as another potential loyal goon that could be trained under Sevika. Perhaps a playmate of some sorts for Jinx.

But what he didn’t expect was for you to worm your little way into his heart and with more time spent with your mischievous little self.

Seeing you pull off somewhat harmless pranks with Jinx on every poor soul you could lay your eyes on and the way you two made little trinkets that decorated his office.

It just warmed the little ice cube inside his chest and eventually he just accepted the fact that you weren’t just another mindless pawn to command for his goal, you were his child.

When you were comfortable enough and with a lot of pushing from Jinx *who may or may not have intentionally slipped up*, you nervously disclosed to Silco about your gender identity and made it clear to him how you would prefer to be addressed.

He was quiet for a while, taking in the new information while you fidgeted in front of him, unsure and terrified of his reaction.

Honestly, the man wasn’t sure what to make of the information, he would have to request for more information on it later on but he knew that it didn’t really matter to him.

You were his gremlin either ways and he wouldn’t have it any other way.

You were looking down on the ground, afraid to look at him. Terrified to see that look that haunted you on your father figure’s face. The voices in your head telling you that if you did, you’d probably be met with disgust and rejection.

Because of that you failed to see the soft expression that is currently sitting on his face.

Silco wasn’t a naïve man, he’s seen people of all kind with his background and history. Though he had been too focused on his mission to educate himself on the matter.

He made a mental note then to secure the proper documents later on to do so but there are other pressing matters at the moment.

Which was you.

He was clearly tell how anxious you were of his reaction to the news and he needed to make sure you knew exactly how he felt.

With a soft sigh, he reaches out and pulls you into a soft but firm embrace.

“Child, you would be a fool to believe that I would treat you any differently because of something like this. And I raised no fool.”

You begin to sniffle as tears welled up in your eyes, blurring you vision. Reaching up you clenched tightly onto his coat and clung onto him.

Your heart swelling up with love and relief at the acceptance along with his reassuring words.

“Don’t cry, you’re perfect.”

Author's Note:

I'm sorry I had to, the line was perfect. Please forgive me... QwQ

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OHOHOHOHO MY TIME HAS COME, how about, hear me out, Viktor / reader reverse comfort, where Vik doesn't feel like he's good enough for anything, maybe they/them pronouns to include kind of everyone?

Pairing: Viktor x Gender Neutral! Reader

Word Count: 1.9k

Genre: minor angst, one shot

Here you go!

Thank you for requesting, I had fun writing this and I hope you enjoy it!

Content Warning: self depreciation thoughts & comments, Gender Neutral! reader

Why wasn’t he able to solve this?

In theory it should be a simple fix but as he steps back to evaluate the equations on the board, nothing adds up. Something was missing but he couldn’t figure out what.

He had been staring at the same numbers for hours now and it was driving him insane.

Normally he would ask Jayce to take a look but the man was on a week-long trip away from Piltover for some excursion related to the raw materials they needed for some other Hextech projects.

Closing his eyes, he takes a deep breath to sooth his nerves before picking up his notes to go through them once again, hoping to find what he had missed.

He was close to finding the solution, he had to be.

After putting on your attire, you take one final look in the mirror for a final check on your appearance. You had been waiting for tonight for a few weeks now and you couldn’t wait to try that new dessert they’ve been promoting.

You’ve heard many praises on it and you were finally going to find out what all the fuss was about.

“I hope he likes it. He’s always been so picky with his sweets.” You mumbled before laughing to yourself as you pictured him frowning at the sugary treat while trying his best not to bluntly voice his opinion.

Picking up your belongings, you strolled leisurely into the living room to leave them there before making your way into the kitchen. You just need to check on something before you leave the apartment.

“Hmm…I mean, we can eat it as breakfast if it doesn’t happen. No way he’ll ever say no to eating this.” Closing the oven door, you give everything a quick glance over. Making sure that nothing was out of place you head back to the living room.

You looked at the clock hanging on the wall, you took note that it was a little earlier than you had expected.

Shrugging your shoulders, you rationalized that it was better to be early than be late to an appointment. Grabbing your items, you head out the door with a light spring in your steps.

“Hey Viktor? I’m going to head out now.” A soft voice calls out to him, breaking him out of his concentration.

Looking up from the papers, he sees his assistant, Ms Young, with her bag all packed up and ready to head back for the day.

Strange. Usually she leaves the lab pretty late, especially with the annual exhibition coming up.

It was then Viktor decided to check the time and that’s when he realized how late it had been. Desperately hoping the digits shown in his pocket watch were wrong, he takes a quick glance outside his window and curses internally.

The sky was pitch black, the sun nowhere to be seen in the dark star filled sky.

He was late.

He was very incredibly late.

Rushing to shove the papers into a messy pile, he picks up his crutch and belongings before dashing his way out the door past a confused Sky. But he didn’t care, he had more pressing matters to tend to.

While rushing to his destination in a frantic manner, his bad leg did nothing to ease the situation which added to his already piling frustration.

He found himself constantly tripping in between his steps and almost falling on his face more than a handful of times. But nevertheless, his maintained his fast pace to the best of his abilities, not wanting to be later than he already is, not if he could help it.

The two of you had been planning this night out for several weeks now. He honestly couldn’t remember the last time you had gone on a date together. With both your schedules filled to the brim, it had even become difficult just to see each other on a daily business.

He certainly didn’t help with his constant late nights at the lab, never really knowing when to stop and take a step back.

Which is why he was so thankful that you had decided to adjust and move around your schedule just to make time for this dinner without needing him to mend his.

All he needed to do tonight was to arrive on time and even that he was unable to do.

It seems that he was incapable of doing anything today. He thought to himself bitterly.

Upon arriving at the restaurant, he sees you standing outside the building staring mindlessly at your feet and he takes his time to catch his breath while staring at your form.

You were dressed to the nines and you looked beautiful, it was obvious you had put some effort into your ensemble of the night.

He then looks back at himself and grimaces at the sight. Multiple oil stains littered throughout his attire, probably staining it, and the wrinkles that now covered the sleeves of his once neatly ironed shirt. It didn’t escape his attention that some mud had weaseled its ways onto the bottom hem of his pants.

He probably looked like a mess, if only he had paid attention to the time. Or solve that darn equation.

As he continues to berate his appearance and himself in his head, he fails to notice your eyes on him. 

“Viktor! Finally here I see, and here I thought I was going to be forced to drag you out of that lab myself.” You teased while walking up to him, not knowing your words painfully dug its claws into his heart.

“I, uh, apologize for my tardiness my dear. Come, let us go.” He tries to shrug the guilt off of his conscience for now, his mind already working on ways to make it up to you.

The man tries to escort you into the establishment but then he sees your defeated smile and his heart sinks.

“Oh that? Um, since we missed our reservation by over half an hour they had no choice but to offer it to someone else on the waiting list.” You paused to give him an apologetic look. “I’m really sorry honey…”

Why were you apologizing to him? If anything he should be the one to beg for your forgiveness.

You had been working so hard to get this reservation and you had been the one to tirelessly free up your schedule to accommodate him. You had always been so thoughtful like that.

“Don’t worry about dinner though, we can still make tonight work.” Your words snapped him out of his thoughts and he looked over to see your small hopeful smile.

At that moment, he couldn’t help but feel as if he had failed you.

Deep inside, he knew he probably already has.

Nonetheless, he allows you to take his hand in yours and guide him in the direction of your shared home.

Upon stepping past the front door, he notices a familiar scent lingering in the air and spots you scurrying your way in the direction of the kitchen.

After setting his things down, he follows after you.

“Oh thank god it’s still warm.” Making past the entryway, he sees you kneeling in front of the oven with your mitten covered hands holding a pot of his favorite stew. “I had this made just in case we missed the reservation, I hope you’re hungry for (food name)!”

You didn’t notice his crestfallen face as you stood up to put the pot on the dining table.

Was he so incompetent that you had already anticipated his tardiness for you to prepare a plan B?

He appreciated you and your ability of foresight, truly he did. But at the moment his frustrations targeted at himself overpowered every other emotion he had as he limped away from the dining room. His hand paled from the way it tightly held onto the crutch.

You turned around from the cabinets holding the necessary utensils in your hands to see that you were all by yourself. Setting the items down, you walked out to see Viktor sitting hunched over on the couch while staring down on the ground with a defeated expression.

“Viktor?” You called out but he doesn’t look at you.

“I….don’t deserve you (y/n).” He quietly mumbles.

You feel your heart sink a little and you quickly make your way over to sit beside him but he still refuses to face you.

You stay quiet, allowing him to continue and he does.

“It’s just…” He sighs. “Nothing I do lately seems to go the way I intend for them to. I couldn’t even solve a simple error at the lab today. I failed to simply even show up punctually to an event I helped plan. And this damned leg…”

“Tell me, what good am I to this world? What good have I done?” He turns to look at you as he asked but just as quickly, he turns back. Unwilling to meet your gaze.

 You don’t reach out to him, not yet. You could feel that he needed the space for now and you respected that. Despite your heart clenching and begging for you to pull him close, you hold yourself back.

“I just don’t feel worthy of everything I have. I can’t find it in myself to believe that I am good enough for anything.” Feeling his frustration overwhelm him, he closes his eyes and places both hands to cover his face.

“Not my position at Hextech, not my lab and certainly not you. You’ve been nothing but kind and patient with me and I have done nothing to deserve it.”

Slowly, you reach over to pull his hands away from his face. He lets you.

With both hands, you cup the sides of his face and gently turn it to face you so you could make eye contact with him.

At that moment, he looked so tired and distraught. A striking difference from the usual him.

“Viktor, you are worthy of everything you have and more. I promise you.” He tries to refute you but you silenced him with a quick stern look. “You are smarter than anyone I have ever met. You are so caring, ambitious and hardworking. Not to mention stubborn, perhaps to a fault but we’ll discuss that later.”

You allowed yourself to smile when he released a small chuckle at the latter part of your small rant.

“You are an individual who has worked his way to achieve everything he has today. I promise you, everything you have now is a result of all your efforts.” With your thumb, you caress his cheeks and he reaches over to cover your hand while leaning into your touch.

Leaning forward to touch his forehead with yours, you whispered to him. “I love you Viktor. All of you.”

His heart clenched tightly at your words, but not in pain. It fills him with so many emotions and he couldn’t help but pull you close with his arms wrapped tightly around your frame.

“And I love you (Y/N). I truly don’t know what I’ll do without you.”

Words will never be able to describe how much he loves you but he will spend every waking moment proving it to you. 

That’s one promise he will never break.

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Hi!!!! 😃😃

Can i have hcs for Silco and Viktor (separately ofc) x bubbly! outgoing! Fem! Reader?

Reader loves to talk (but knows when to shut up), admires everything and everyone, is curious about the world and loves to learn? Reader doesn’t like „school knowledge”, but knowledge that will actually be useful in everyday life (reader is an adult btw)😅

Sorry for bothering you 😚

Pairing: Silco x Fem! Reader, Viktor x Fem! Reader

Word Count: 707

Genre: fluff, headcanon

Not at all! Love seeing the requests rolling in! I hope you enjoy it! Fingers crossed I got their personalities/reaction right <3

Content Warning: none

Silco:

Your bubbly and outgoing personality is probably what caught his eye in the first place considering how rare it is to find people with those traits in the environment people live with down here in the nation of Zaun.

Finds it intriguing and as he gets to know you more it became something he loved about you. The way your eyes light up and you blabber away on something uneventful as if it’s the most exciting event you’ve ever experienced.

It’s an endearing trait and something he will protect with all his being. A promise of death to anyone who poses as a threat to it.

You probably get along really good with Jinx, which is a bonus in Silco’s books and as much as he enjoys his quiet time, he loves seeing you and Jinx talking animatedly in his presence with the occasional question directed at him here and there to drag him into the nonsense of it all.

He would never say it out loud but he is relieved that someone else would keep Jinx occupied while he uses the extra free time to finish up his paperwork.

He may be now confined to mostly politics and paperwork but don’t forget that this man was once part of the Children of Zaun and grew up in the streets of the poverty filled city just like the rest of its people so he has plenty of useful life tips to teach you.

You just need to ask and he can probably go on and on about survival tips like how to temporarily tend to a serious injury or something more mundane like the best way to remove persistent blood stains using simple everyday ingredients you can find anywhere.

Would be more than happy to teach you and finds your thirst for practical knowledge very admirable. A great way to spend time with you and an even better excuse to get away from tedious work that doesn’t require his immediate attention.

Viktor:

Finds your personality adorable and adores it with all his heart. His life is already depressing as it is and as sad as it is, he doesn’t really have many people to rely on.

So when you came busting into his life, tearing his walls down with your bubbliness, he found it to be one of the best things to have ever happened to him.

There isn’t a day that goes by where he isn’t grateful for it as he gazes at you with a soft smile while you excitedly go about whatever it is that has caught your attention.

Your curiousness probably has helped him various times in his research and studies. Sometimes when you’re together, he’ll explain to you the latest theory or project he was working on and you would ask a ton of questions on small details he may have missed.

His eyes would widen in realization and he would give you a big smile accompanied by a quick kiss to the forehead before he rushes to grab a pencil to write down the information on the closest piece of paper he could find.

This man is an academic at heart so he’s filled to the brim with what you might consider ‘school knowledge’ but don’t mistake this for him lacking in other fields of knowledge though he may not have as much as Silco.

His ambition and resourcefulness amplifying his need and love of learning.

He absorbs information like a sponge and is always eager to learn just as much as you. Maybe you two can learn useful information for day to day use together. A couple activity if you will.

Maybe you two keep track of things you learn in your everyday life that may be useful to each other so you store it somewhere inside your head or maybe a notebook, just in case you forget. And when you two are able to spend some time together, you’d pull out the information and share it with one another.

Perhaps you two found different solutions to the same issue and would schedule a time to test each theory out to see which one is the better alternative.

A productive date idea for two individuals that thirst after knowledge.

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[theiauwu]

Arcane *open for requests*

When requesting please include:

Genre 1: Headcannon, One-shot, Drabble…etc

Genre 2: fluff & angst, anything SFW *no I don't write NSFW unfortunately*

Pronouns that you would like for me to use, if not specified I will attempt to be as gender neutral as I can

The more detailed the better or else I'm just going to improvise :3

Romantic/Platonic relationship

Author's note:

Something to note, if you want the request to be long and catered specifically to your liking, please be as specific as you can when making your request.

I am not opposed to you messaging me to fulfill a long and detailed request but I hope this is done after you've read some of my works and like my writing.

Character List:

Silco

Viktor

Yes, these two. Fight me.

There isn't enough on the internet so I have taken it upon myself to offer my services.

Thank you for requesting, I hope you will like what I write.

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[theiauwu]

Hi :] !! It ok if I request a one-shot with shoyo hinata where him and the reader (she/her or gen neutral) are going home after a game and they have to take the bus and the reader is really tired and holds his hand and they curl around his arm and fall asleep and he leans into them? Thank you :] !!

Hope you enjoy!

Pairing: Hinata Shoyo x reader

Word Count: 780

Genre: fluff, one shot

Of course you can! Sorry for the long hiatus but I’m back with a million WIPs crushing me into a million pieces.

Hope you enjoy!

Content Warning: gn! reader

“(N/N) did you see the way I went fwoosh and pwah! Did you see it?! It felt so cool!!”

The volleyball player had been like this since the end of the game, his energy seems to never run out but they guess it was a trait that they loved about him.

Y/N dropped their gaze from his face to their intertwined hands, thinking back to the time when he confessed a few months ago.

He had been so jumpy the whole day which alone was already very suspicious, sure he was energetic but the way he was bouncing off the walls all over the place was odd.

It was then when he nervously stuttered while bowing down at a 90 degree angle with one hand stretched out did Y/N realized the reason behind his behavior.

“I uh-I had a crush on you fo-for a while now and I’m hoping you’ll give me a chance!" He pauses for a while, gathering whatever nerves he had at the time before yelling out the words he had been keeping to himself for the last few weeks. "Please accept my confession!!”

His face a deep crimson that rivalled Nekoma’s uniform.

Reaching out to hold his extended hand, Y/N smiles at the amount of sweat that had accumulated from what they assumed was his nervousness.

“Be careful what you wish for Shoyo, you’re officially stuck with me now!”

His head snaps back up in shock at their acceptance, his open mouth slowly turning into an almost blinding grin as their words finally processed in his head.

They had already been harboring feelings for the ginger for a while by the time he confessed so naturally, they accepted the confession and every day spent with him had been a dream come true ever since.

Shaking out of their thoughts, Y/N realized that they had already arrived at the bus station.

Their significant other snapping his fingers in front of their face, trying to catch their attention which proved to be successful given now they had turned their head to face him.

“Geez I know I talk a lot sometime but the least you could do was pretend you were paying attention ya know?” Hinata sulked but the sly grin on his face indicated that he wasn’t bothered in the slightest.

As they opened their mouth and was about to reply something equally snarky, the male cuts them off by gently tugging them towards the queue that was longer than they had expected given the time.

It was then they notice a bus pulling into their stop, the number displayed on a large screen showing that it was indeed theirs.

“C’mon lets go!”

The two reached down into their bags to pull out their passes as they boarded the vehicle, allowing the device to scan it before they sat down on the two closest empty seats they could spot.

Sitting side by side with them in the window seat.

It wasn’t until they sat down did they realise how tired they were as a wave of exhaustion hit them.

Maybe their poor sleeping schedule had finally caught up to them or perhaps it was the amount of socializing they did today?

No matter, the consequences have come and they are demanding some shut eye as compensation.

Trying desperately not to fall asleep, they try to stay wide open but failure is evident as they find themselves constantly snapping their heads back, their consciousness inches away from surrendering into the darkness.

Hinata notices their poor attempt at resisting sleep and chuckles to himself, thinking how adorable they were in their dazed state.

If Y/N heard his laugh, they didn’t show it. After a while of useless resistance, they finally gave up and adjusted their position to a slightly more comfortable one.

Taking ahold of their boyfriend’s hand in theirs, they bring his arm close to their chest and curl themselves around it before succumbing into the darkness that called out to them.

It didn't take very long for sleep to come as their consciousness faded within seconds.

The volleyball player could do nothing but smile at their sleeping form that had taken his arm hostage, not that he minded.

He tucks his phone back into his bag and leans his head on top of theirs while gazing out the window occasionally every now and then checking for their stop.

But he wonders if he’ll have the heart to actually wake them up when the time comes.

Feeling them shift, he looks back down to see them cuddling into his side, their arms pulling his closer into their embrace.

Yup, they were definitely going to be missing their stop.

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[theiauwu]

Saw a post like this with negative outlook so I asked for it to be fixed

[theiauwu]

Hi! Fellow Taurus here!💛 May I request some headcanons please? If not that's totes cool!

I'll be blunt, my sister is a bully and has been extra terrible lately, so can the headcanons be about how Kirishima, Shigiraki and Aizawa react to their s/o having an evil sister? Also, I'de prefer if Aizawa was written as the s/o's teacher instead of their boyfriend, I think it would be interesting to see what he would do in that position😄

Thank You💛

A/N: Of course you can!! Thank you so much for the request and I'm so sorry about your sister :( Hope this helps and hope you enjoy it

Pairing: Kirishima Eijiro x reader, Shigaraki Tomura x reader, Aizawa Shota x reader *platonic*

Word Count: 908

Genre: headcannon

Content Warning: bullying, gn! reader

BNHA Characters reacting to Evil Sister

Kirishima Eijiro

When Kirishima found out from his S/O about their evil sister, he definitely thought it was super unmanly for her to bully their own sibling, even more so when it’s his lover

Has considered to go to S/O’s house to confront the sister but they convinced him not to and brushed it off as no big deal

He was stubborn but relented seeing as it wasn’t his place to interfere with family affairs especially seeing how much they didn’t want him to pry into the matter

The issue was left in the back of his mind for a while, not forgotten as he was still concerned about his pebble’s wellbeing, until he went joined in on a family dinner a few weeks later

Seeing the sister’s behaviour towards his lover had him fuming internally, his emotions took over his quirk for a little which left the chopsticks in his hand breaking in half from the pressure

The sister hearing the snap of the chopsticks turned her attention towards him and the glare of his gaze intimidated her which made her drop the mean attitude for a while until it resurfaced later on after dinner

Kirishima was chatting with your parents when from the corner of his eye, he spots the sister whispering harshly into his S/O’s ear while tugging on their hair

Seeing the tears threatening to escape their eyes had him in rage, he was not about to let that slide

Quickly abandoning his conversation with the parents, he stomps up to the sisters and gently but firmly pulls his lover into his arms where they curled into

Glowering at the sister, he gave her a stern talking to about never to bully his S/O ever again and if she ever did, he would definitely not sit by and let it happen with him around

A polite threat but a threat nonetheless

He may be a hero at heart but he believes that what kind of a hero would he be if he couldn’t even protect the one he loves

Shigaraki Tomura

Unlike Kirishima who took a more cautious and respectful approach, from the moment he found out about the bullying, he’s thinking of sending death threats, plotting the sister’s murder…etc

If his S/O tried to calm him down and pass it off as no big deal, trust me when I say it would not work, he will without a doubt see through the bullshit and call them out on it

Remembering his childhood experience from his father, his rage only amplifies at the thought of someone he loves being treated in a similar hostile manner

He may not be affectionate or shows his love a lot but he undoubtedly cares for his lover and what better way to show it than to return the hurt the sister gave you tenfold

The sister better pray for her life because from the moment this villain finds out about the bullying, her life will literally be in danger

His initial plans for the sister without a doubt will include murder, not by anyone else’s hand but his, he imagines how much joy he will receive watching as the life of the evil sister fade away in their eyes

Safe to say it took a long long long while for his killer intent to die down, even with his S/O’s console

He still wants kill the sister but settled for sending her death threats, in excruciating detail on how he will carry out her murder if she ever hurts S/O ever again and if she approaches hero’s for help, he will make sure she dies that very night

Even then, why would the hero’s help her

She’s a villain after all, just like him

Needless to say, if the S/O’s sister values her life, the bullying would cease immediately after the death threats were received

Aizawa Shota

This is definitely a tricky one, considering that he is a teacher and has no power outside of school grounds regarding his students, especially about their personal lives

However, seeing his student’s mental health plummeting as days go by, he believes that as a teacher he feels that he has a right to check up on you

He knows about the bullying situation, he overheard some of the conversations from Y/N to their friends but feigned ignorance when asking about your wellbeing

However if you try to dodge the question or deny everything, he will call you out, he understands that as a teacher he has no business prying into your family life

But as a teacher who cares about you, he wants to help you

After some careful consideration, he decided on informing your parents about your sister’s behaviour and how it has affected your health

Though believing that this may not be enough, Aizawa sensei will review your training and upgrade it in hopes that you may be able to apply your lesson to fend off your sister

Of course violence isn’t always the answer which is why he will also try to give you some advice and offer his help whenever you need it

He is approaching the situation as carefully as possible without crossing any boundaries but if push comes to shove and your sister doesn’t back off

He will without a doubt use his position as a teacher to visit your house to talk to your parents in person and give your sister a stern unwavering gaze

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[theiauwu]

hi !! is it okay to request bestfriends to lovers w iwaizumi (she/her or gen neutral both is ok) thank you sm !! 💗

Pairing: Iwaizumi Hajime x reader

Word Count: 1097

Genre: fluff, one shot

Of course you can and you are so welcome!! Thanks for requesting and for your patience! Since you didn’t specify the type of fic I’m going to assume that it’s a oneshot!

Hope you like it!! <3

Content Warning: gn! reader and minor curse words

”It’s was amaz-“

Y/N had been babbling about their day while Iwaizumi paid little to no attention to them. For the last few days he had been pondering about his hidden feelings for his friend who was sitting on the ground in between his thighs with their head leading against one of them.

Completely oblivious to his hidden feelings for them while everyone else around them knew. It wasn’t exactly a secret.

Always blushing when their skin came into contact with him which happened almost every day considering their go to greeting with Iwaizumi is a tackle from the back. It certainly didn’t help that they would remain in that position with them breathing right down his neck.

Not that he was complaining but god in those moments he feels as if he would drop dead from how fast his heart was beating.

The ace didn’t know when his feelings developed. Heck, he didn’t even know that there were feelings until one day he realised it in the middle of volleyball practice.

They had been friends for years now ever since middle school when they were assigned as project partners in an assignment for English class.

He still remembers that day as if it was yesterday.

 “And Iwaizumi-san, you will be paired up with Y/N-san. That’ll be all.”

Iwaizumi hadn’t been paying attention to the teacher at all until his name was called out, too exhausted from the previous day’s volleyball practice.

Stupid Oikawa refused to go home and demanded his best friend practice with his serves for hours after the actual practice ended.

Usually, he would spike the ball at the milk bread lover but because tournaments were coming up in a few weeks, he figured extra hours of practice would be good for them.

Which led him to deeply regret his decision the next day.

His whole body was sore beyond belief. It was a miracle that he was able to wake up in time today for school.

A few moments later after the teacher had announced his partner, they allowed the students to go into pairs to discuss the assignment.

That’s when he noticed a student turning the chair in front of him to face him and sat down with a bright grin. He had noticed them before considering that they were his classmates for the last few weeks but he had never interacted with them before till that day.

“Nice to meet ya! I’m Y/N!”

After some clarification from his partner, he found out that the assignment was about their favourite movie. Apparently they were supposed to write an essay about it. Groaning, the spiker rests his head back into his arms.

It wasn’t that he hated the assignment or anything but he was feeling insecure about his favourite film, Iwaizumi planned on settling for some generic movie that everyone loved or something but then they spoke up.

“Okay, don’t laugh but I freaking love Godzilla. I think it’s superrrr underrated.”

Y/N laughed as they shyly rubbed the back of their head looking away from him, mistaking his flabbergasted expression for something negative.

“Hehe we don’t have to if you don’t wa-“

“NO!”

He yell alerts the class for a short moment but everyone went back to their task at hand when they realised that it had been nothing. The teacher raised an eyebrow at him before going back to marking papers.

Clearing his throat, he responded once again in a calmer tone.

“I mean, no. I-um I like it too…”

Their eyes brightened up at his words.

And they became close friends ever since.

Which led to his current dilemma.

His crush on Y/N.

Oikawa had been bugging him to confess already, saying that his feelings were definitely returned but there was no way that was true.

How could it?

He wasn’t pretty like his volleyball obsessed best friend.

He wasn’t charismatic or anything like that.

It was difficult to believe that Y/N would ever return his feelings but then he remembers how confident the setter was when he said that.

Maybe it could be true.

Looking down at his crush who had yet to notice that he was not paying any attention to whatever they were talking about, still babbling about what they should have for dinner or something like that.

Then out of nowhere, they tilted their head back to face Iwaizumi, allowing their eyes to meet.

“Yo Iwa, I don’t know what I should have for dinner. Should I get curry or rame-“

It was as if he was in a trance, the words he had been keeping to himself for so long came tumbling out, cutting Y/N in the middle of their sentence before he realized what he was saying.

“I like you.”

Silence.

‘What the fuck did I just do.’

He panics internally, desperately trying to think of a way out before they could reject him.

Maybe he could pull it off as a joke?

Or he could add on something stupid like ‘as friends’.

Was it too late to-

“I like you too.”

Huh?

In midst of his internal panic, he almost missed what they said. Just as he was about to ask them to repeat themselves, they said it again.

Those words that he had been dreaming of since the day he found out about his feelings.

“I like you too Ha-Ji-Me.”

He swore he could feel his heart beating so fast it was practically trying to leap out of his chest but forget about that.

Y/N just said they liked him back.

Iwaizumi could care less if this was a dream but he’ll be damned if he didn’t do something at that moment.

Sliding off of the couch, he wraps his arms around them and pulls them into a tight embrace to which they return with an equally tight hug.

If this was a dream, he doesn’t want to wake up. And as if Y/N could read his mind, they spoke up.

“It’s not a dream you know? So, does this make us a couple now?”

Without a single ounce of hesitance, the ace responded.

“Hell yes.”

They slept over at his house that night, binging all the Godzilla movies together after deciding to have ramen together.

The next day, they walked into volleyball practice with their hands intertwined. No one was surprised judging by how they started to exchange money with each other.

Apparently the whole team had been betting on when they would become a couple and everyone was forced to run extra laps by Iwaizumi.

Especially Oikawa who started the bet.

"But Iwaaaa.."

"Shut up Shittykawa!"

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[theiauwu]

Hi!!!

Can I request a one-shot romantic relationship tendou x Fem! Reader (fluff) where reader is karasuno manager and when hinata and kageyama said they will beat shiratorizawa, reader was there (to keep them in line lol) and that's where reader and tendou meet, fast forward~ tendou amd reader meet again at the competition ^^ and he asked her out (or vice versa) idk it's up to you how you want to end it! I hope this is not too much ><

A/N: Of course you can! Apologies for the hiatus but I am back to fulfilling my requests now!

Really sorry for the long wait but here ya go!!!

Pairing: Tendou Satori x Fem! reader

Word Count: 1021

Genre: one shot, fluff

Warning: none

“Hinata you can’t-Guys?!”

Y/N sighs as the two first years run away after their declaration of beating Shiratorizawa, leaving her to deal with the consequences of their declaration to the infamous Ushiwaka.

They were going to get it later but for now.

She turns back to face the captain who was grinning menacingly after the shrinking figures of the first years.

Well that’s not intimidating at all.

Just as she was about to open her mouth, an attractive redhead peaked from inside the gymnasium.

“Yooooo Ushiwakaaaaa what’s taking so lon- Oh? Hello there pretty lady.”

“Hello yourself cutie.”

Karasuno’s manager flashes him a small smile, responding to his flirtatious greeting with her own without an ounce of hesitance.

Her unexpected response left him wide eyed and a blushing mess.

As he was gathering the courage to ask for her name and maybe her number, she took a glance at her watch, mumbled a quick apology to Ushijima before running off leaving the redhead slightly depressed.

“Heyyy Ushiwaka who was that?”

Tendou looked at his friend, hopeful that he would know something.

“Don’t know.”

Sigh.

Well that was useless.

But the spiker spoke up once again.

“She seemed like she was part of the volleyball team from Karasuno, probably their manager.”

The middle blocker perked up at that, maybe there was hope after all. Hopefully he'll see her in the upcoming tournament.

Humming to himself, he returns back into the gym for another torturous practice session.

“No you don’t understandddddd, Kiyoko! He was so my type! I should’ve at least asked for him name or something….”

Later that day, the girl groaned to her friend while they cleaned up after volleyball practice.

“Well, maybe you’ll see him again at the tournament? He’s from the Shiratorizawa volleyball team, right? They’re definitely going to be at the finals so you might be able to meet him at the Spring Tournament.”

Her eyes lit up at the revelation. She couldn't believe she hadn't thought about that.

“Gasp! You’re right! Have I ever told you that I love you?”

She throws her arms around her close friend, already feeling more cheerful than before.

“Sigh…Yes you have and you’re welcome.”

With a small smile, Kiyoko returns the hug. There were times where her friend gets a little too physical and emotional for her liking but through time she began to cherish and appreciate moments like these.

Tanaka and Nishinoya crying in the distance at the scene.

“KIYOK-“

“SHUT UP AND GET BACK TO CLEANING!”

-Fast forward to a few weeks later-

“I’m telling you Kiyoko, these boys are driving me insane, how do you manage all this time without me-“

“Pretty lady!!”

A semi familiar voice cut Y/N off of her sentence, she couldn’t put a finger on who it was but she knew that she had heard it before.

Looking around, she soon spots a redhead and immediately recognised him from their short interaction from a few weeks back at a rival school, Shiratorizawa.

“Cutie! Long time no see!”

She greets back, just as enthusiastically.

The second manager shots a look to her friend and glances between her and the newcomer, as if piecing a puzzle together.

An imaginary light bulb lighted up on top of her head and Kiyoko gave her friend a nudge, finally realising that this had been the man she had been sulking about the last few weeks after forgetting to ask for his contact details.

“Y/N! Isn’t he the gu-“

The manager quickly silences her friend with a slap to the mouth before she could finish her sentence but it was taken late judging from the sly grin emerging on the middle blocker’s face.

With a wink, the raven haired beauty walked off, most likely to re-join the rest of the team, leaving her friend alone with the rival school’s middle blocker.

“So….You talk about me?”

“…Maybeee?”

Dragging out the word, she tried to look anywhere but him but it was inevitable as she eventually looked back to see him still grinning at her.

Delighted to know that she had been thinking about him too.

“Ya know? You ran off so fast I didn’t even got to know your name. Or your number…”

He shyly mumbles the last part.

“Well, since we’re here now…Aren’t ya gonna ask?”

She asks while leaning on one hip, raising her brow, feigning impatience.

“Hey! You gotta gimme some time to muster up some courage first..”

She jokingly rolls her eyes and motions for him to continue to which he gives her a mocking bow in return, making her giggle at the sarcastic gesture.

Clearing his throat, he finally asked the million dollar question while holding out his phone.

“I’m Tendou Satori! And I would be honoured if you could give me your name and number!”

“Finally! You know how to keep a girl waiting don’t you? Well, I’m Y/N. Nice to meet ya!”

She takes the phone in her hand and begins to key in her number, before sending a message with the same phone so she’ll have his number as well.

Bing!

A notification from her phone alerting her of the new mail that she has just received.

The two looked at each other grinning and just as Tendou was about to ask her out, her ringtone rang.

Y/N picked up the call and talked to the caller for a moment before sighing, ending the call.

“Sorry Cherry, I gotta go..Duty calls!”

With all the confidence she could muster, she approached him and stood on her tippy toes, giving the redhead a peck on the cheek.

“Good luck!”

And with that, she runs away. Leaving the stunned middle blocker standing in the hallway by himself, his face becoming as red as his hair.

Then, he was struck by a sudden realization. He grabbed his head with both hands and exclaimed to himself.

“I forgot to ask her out! Again!?”

As he was about to chase after her, his phone alerted him of a new message. Opening his phone he sees that he has received a text from ‘Pretty Lady’.

‘Wanna go on a date to a café this weekend? I’m craving for chocolates :3’

His expression immediately brightened up and he quickly entered his response, hitting send.

‘You bet your sweets I do :D’

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[theiauwu]

Uhhh so for those of you who are waiting their requests to be fulfilled, sorry for the HIATUS.

Was kinda unexpected for me as well.

I swear I’ll get back to it when exams are over.

Thank you for your support!

[theiauwu]

I am back from the dead and excited to go back to fulfilling requests from you guys!

[theiauwu]

Is it okay to request daichi x s/O who has emetophobia and he gets the stomach bug and she has a panic attack and tries running away from him ? (Gn or female reader?)

A/N: Hello! Thank you for requesting!! Apologies for the long wait but here is the request!!! I really hope you like it! :D

Pairing: Sawamura Daichi x reader

Word Count: 1.0k

Genre: one shot, fluff(?)

Content Warning: panic attacks, emetophobia, puking

*request are still open for those who are interested and details are linked in my profile <3*

It had been such a great day.

Daichi had taken Y/N out on a date after celebrating Karasuno’s qualification for the nationals with his team the previous night and now with her.

He had been balancing between his volleyball training and school for the last few weeks which left him barely any time to spend with her.

Which is why he needed this date to be really special even though he felt sick to his stomach.

The best case scenario was that he would be able to toughen this out and have a special day with his lovely girlfriend.

The worst case scenario would be getting sick on her which was likely not gonna happen.

Wanting to show his significant other how much he had missed her and how grateful he was of her and her patience with him, he decided to ignore the nauseous feeling in his body.

A decision that he would come to regret in a few hours. 

The volleyball captain had started the day off by gifting her a bouquet of her favourite flowers when he met up with her, followed by a brunch at their favourite café and now they were on their way to their next destination.

The nausea had been growing stronger but the stubborn captain had insisted to himself that he could last a few hours longer.

There was no way he could end the date early after seeing the look of joy on his girlfriend’s face when he told her that they would be going to the theatre.

But the world was spinning and he could barely comprehend her words while focusing on not collapsing to the ground.

It was getting harder and harder to keep all the food he ate at brunch today when suddenly a hand gently touched his shoulder.

“Daichi? Are you oka-“

Bleugh.

The worst case scenario had happened.

Well, almost.

But it still deserved an ‘Oh no.’

He couldn’t hold it in any longer and had emptied the contents of his stomach next to Y/N.  

Before he could apologize to her, she fell back and started trembling while looking horrified at the event that took place.

Overcome by the horrors of his actions, Daichi had somehow managed to push his illness back and regained all consciousness while trying to think of a solution to the problem at hand.

He knew that Y/N had a fear of vomiting but he wasn’t sure to what extent.

Looks like he has his answer now as she was coming close to having a panic attack.

Aside from the trembling, she had started sweating buckets and looked like she was having difficulty breathing.

Just as she was about to make a run for it, he reached out to grab her by her arm pulling her back and away from the pile of vomit.

Leading her to a bench, he sat her down and sat a good distance away from her.

He didn’t feel comfortable touching her just yet considering he just puked no less than 2 minutes ago and didn’t want to make her feel any more scared so he just settled on sitting next to her.

“I-I’m so sorry Y/N. I didn’t mean for all…..that to happen. I’m really really sorry.”

He could hear her breathing start to slow down as he continued with his apology.

“I just really wanted us to have a nice date for the first time in a while with school and volleyball taking up most of my time from being with you. And I ruined it.”

“Oh Daichi…”

Eventually, Y/N managed to calm herself down at this point and looked at her boyfriend with sympathetic eyes.

“You didn-“

“No Y/N! I did. I mean, I knew I was feeling a little sick this morning but I just really missed you so much and I didn’t want to cancel another date again and look how that turned out.”

He spat out the last words bitterly.

Words couldn’t begin to describe how horrible he felt at that moment as he grabbed his face in both of his hands while releasing a frustrated groan.

It was humiliating, I mean, he puked next to his girlfriend for god’s sake.

Nothing and he means nothing, can be worse than this.

The girl next to him stayed silent for a while and for a moment he thought that this was it, she was going to leave him and he honestly wouldn’t blame her for it.

He had neglected her for a while now and she deserved so much better.

She could have dated anyone she wanted and yet she picked him.

He felt like the luckiest guy in the whole world when she accepted his confession a few months ago and now she was going to end things with him.

Squeezing his eyes shut, he waited for her next words.

“Daichi I love you.”

“…..huh?”

That was the last thing he expected to hear from the girl with Emetophobia after puking next to them.

“Yeah you puked but you were sick. Was it stupid of you to take me out even though you knew you were sick? Yeah. But you did it cause you wanted to spend time with me and you didn’t want to disappoint me.”

She slowly and gently placed her hand on top of his and flashed him a shy smile.

He was definitely the luckiest guy in the whole world.

His eyes began tearing up.

“I love you too, I’m so lucky to have you.”

Y/N ended up forgiving her stupid boyfriend for going on a date with her even though he was sick.

The date ended as she dragged him back home to nurse him back to health while maintaining a good distance away whenever he looked slightly green in the face.

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