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Hi, I'm Pico! I go by any pronouns, but my preferred ones are she/they. I write occasionally, and I'm 18.
This is primarily an "x reader" blog, but I am willing to write "character x character" sometimes as well. I'm most comfortable with an "x reader" format, though.
I take requests, but it may take a while to get back to you. My motivation fluctuates, and life can get a bit hectic.
Please don't shy away from asking me what I'm willing to write if you're unsure. I will provide a list below, but if something's not on it, ask! I will get back to you as soon as I can. Please read the rules before requesting :)
My messages are open if you want to chat. Yap sessions welcome! Please be respectful, and have fun reading!
Characters & Fandoms I Write For:
This is in list format to save space. If there's a character that isn't on here or the "Characters I Won't Write" list, feel free to ask about it! I'm fine with writing pretty much any character unless stated otherwise.
Mononoke (2007 and 2024): Kusuriuri Ri, Kusuriuri Kon
Stardew Valley: Sebastian, Sam, Elliott, Shane, Clint, Alex, Harvey, Abigail, Haley, Sandy, Emily, Penny, Maru, Leah, Pierre & Caroline, Robin & Demetrius, Marnie, Jodi & Kent
Metalocalypse: Nathan, Pickles, Murderface, Skwisgaar, Toki, Charles
If you have any recommendations, feel free to tell me!
Characters I WON'T Write:
⤷ Hisoka, Palm (hxh), Mei Mei, Kenjaku, Naoya (jjk)
These lists will be updated in the future!
Rules:
⤷ All characters under 18 will be platonic ONLY. I will not be featuring them in the Masterlists because I don't write for them individually, but you may make requests with them in it.
⤷ I won't write for certain characters because I'm not comfortable writing them. There's a list above.
⤷ I rarely write smut. I prefer not to write it because I'm not very good at it, but I will occasionally post more explicit things. I'm fine with writing thirsty headcanons, but I struggle with full length fics / oneshots. If I do post something with sex in it, even if implied, I will add a warning.
⤷ Canon couples will be paired up together.
⤷ The reader / y/n will always be gender neutral. I prefer to write in second person to keep it vague. I also prefer not to describe physical characteristics with the reader like eye colour, hair colour, hair texture, etc. This y/n will be basically a blank slate.
⤷ If I'm uncomfortable with a request, or feel like I couldn't do the topic justice, I'll tell you if I can, or add it to my "What I'm Not Willing to Write" list. Any asks featuring these will be deleted.
⤷ Characters with ages in a grey area - ex: characters who we watched grow up as kids during the series who are now adults, or characters we last saw as kids but have grown up - will be strictly platonic.
⤷ Don't feed my posts to A.I.
I like a little challenge when it comes to writing, so feel free to get creative with requests.
What I'm Willing to Write:
Both of these lists will be added to in the future!
☆ Polyamory (both canon couples x reader and / or ships x reader are fine)
☆ Romantic, Platonic, Queerplatonic, and very occasionally Sexual relationships
☆ Dark topics (such as: abortion, mental health topics, suicidal ideation, self harm, death, etc.)
I was so excited to find your blog!! You write very well and you write for Metalocalypse!! Can I please request Toki Wartooth x a reader who is very very affectionate? Like kisses all over him, tells him how much they love him, praises him for his work (and for his body becuz GAHDAMN! Those muscles), looooves cuddles. Things like that, but you can choose which you think would be most fitting :3
Thank you!!!
A/N: Hi! Thank you for your request! I hope I characterised Toki and the reader well :) I tried to include some of Toki's freaky elements, and made the reader a bit of a freak as well. I hope you don't mind!
Sorry this took a while to finish. I've been in a writing slump, but I'm hoping I'll be able to get out of it one post at a time. Thank you for your patience, everyone!
Content Warning for: Minor gore, mentioned cannibalism (affectionate)
Oh man, he’d adore you. I imagine he’s pretty affectionate himself, so having someone who’d match his energy would increase that. In other words, he’d return your affection tenfold. If you try to combat him, he'll counter you. It’d turn into a little game. His bandmates would hate it, but their opinions don’t matter. They just hate to see a couple winning.
You both probably get cuteness aggression. Sometimes you’d be laying there, and you’d get the urge to squeeze him until his eyeballs popped out. He feels the same, of course. You'd have to hold yourself back from biting him because he’s so cute.
Sort of a tangent, but I think he’d give you the most batshit insane compliments. They’re usually about how cute you are, or how much he loves you. Except he tends to go into extreme detail. He'll always say shit like how he wants to put you in a blender and grind you up into human-paste. Maybe put you in a stew and eat you up. Or he’ll talk about how he should shrink you and trap you in a snowglobe so you’d never have to leave, keep you in his room so you can be nice and safe, maybe shake you around a little for shits and giggles.
He’d probably ace the “would you love me if I were a worm” questions. Albeit, maybe he'd be a little confused. How he’d answer would depend on how he feels. If he’s feeling spiteful he might say “no”, and tell you he’d feed you to the birds. Most of the time he’d say “yes”, though.
Going back to biting. Sometimes his muscles look so juicy, you can’t help but wonder what would happen if you bit them. Would they be hard? Soft? Tender, or rough? Perhaps a mixture of sensations?
You wouldn’t bite hard, hopefully.. Just a nibble. A love bite, if you will. You wouldn't leave a mark. Probably..
If you do bite him, he’d be confused, but kinda into it. It’d take a couple seconds for him to get over the surprise. He’d stare at you wide-eyed as his brain processed it.
He’ll bite you back, of course. It'd become a thing. You’d be cuddling, warm, happy, content, then you’d feel the wet pinch of teeth followed by the shaking of barely concealed giggles. Whether you bite him back or not is your choice. Either way, you might have created a monster.
You both probably play fight a lot. It's the natural follow-up to biting. He usually wins, but you put up a good fight! Maybe.. Sometimes he’ll let you win. Usually not. When you play fight, it’s war. Every person for themselves. After you’re both tuckered out, you’ll begrudgingly call a truce, and then cuddle. He'd tease you as the two of you drift off.
If you come up to him asking for cuddles, and he’s not doing anything, he’ll almost always agree. He loves cuddling with you. If you bury your face in his chest, or on his shoulder, he’ll wrap you in a hug. He gives the best hugs. His grip is firm, but not too firm. He’s secretly ecstatic if you initiate hugs. To him, your hugs are the best.
If it weren’t up to both of your obligations, you’d be strung around each other for most of the day. You'd probably live in each other's skin if you could.
He’d get a bit pissy if you’re affectionate to his bandmates (especially Skwisgaar). He has a bit of a jealous streak. You don’t even have to be physically affectionate—you could compliment them, and he’d feel the embers of jealousy crackling inside him.
He really likes small forms of affection like holding hands when you’re around people. It kinda plays a bit into his slightly possessive side. It shows the world your his, and his only. You’d likely know, or have an inkling of suspicion.
He likes getting compliments from you. If you tell him his playing’s great, and that he’s doing a good job, he’ll be putty in your hands. He doesn’t hear those words often, so when he does, especially from someone as important to him as you, it’s always comforting. If you compliment him while he's playing, he might fuck up a bit because of how flustered he is, even if he doesn't show it.
If you compliment his physique, like his biceps, he might get flustered. He'll pretend not to, which will make him even more flustered. If you do it while he's working out, he'll probably make a mistake. He'd try to keep his cool, he might even act like nothing happened, or pretend you didn't say anything, but his confidence would get boosted. So would his ego. He might start showing off a bit more. He may or may not start finding excuses to flex in front of you. He'd be picking something up, or grabbing something, and then, boom, he's flexing.
He may or may not develop a bit of an ego from your compliments. He’ll just rub it in his bandmates’ faces, no biggie.
In general, he likes to rub your relationship in his bandmates’ faces. He’ll play up his affectionate side when the others are around. He gets a bit more showy. Like he’ll hug/kiss you while smirking and making eye contact with one of them. He’ll get really into it. When you’re not around he’ll call them “bitchless”, and make fun of them for being single. Murderface especially. He’ll brag about you a lot as well, making sure to tell them how great you are, and how blessed he is to have you. He usually yaps the most when he's drunk.
He doesn’t really get told “I love you” often. He knows the people in his life care about him in their own, strange, way, but it’s not common for them to straight up say it. It’d feel weird to say it. Dethklok aren't the kind of guys who'd openly express those kinds of feelings towards one another. It'd be weird just thinking about it!
He'd probably be a little surprised when you first said that phrase. It felt a bit strange. It was very unexpected, and slightly unnerving. Verbal expression was not really his strong suit. It takes a bit to get used to it.
Later on in your relationship, he still doesn’t really expect you to say it. When you do he’s happy, but there's also an underlying feeling he can't name. He could hear you say it over and over again, and never get sick of it. Your words—they're like drugs to him. He can't get enough, but there's a strange twist on his spine. Like a dull wound, never fully healed, opening wider.
If you’re both about to fall asleep, and you whisper it to him, he’ll feel a complicated mix of emotions. On one hand, he's glad you can say it so easily, but on another he's hesitant. Some nights it's hard to return such words. Be patient, and give him room to acclimate.
He gets to a point where he almost always says it back. He might be a bit hesitant at first. It's a huge step. He takes a while to get to that point, but with your support he's able to.
It’s hard to hold yourself back once you start kissing him. He has a very kissable face. He looks like he’s built for love. One kiss quickly turns into a dozen. He usually waits until you're finished. Sometimes he’s quiet, other times he’ll giggle at each peppered kiss you press onto him. When he’s had enough, he’ll tell you so. Usually he rides it out until you’re done, though.
If you gift him something, like a new model set, he'd be very grateful. He’d wrap you in a strong hug, and thanking you repeatedly. He’ll eagerly get to building it, deathly quiet while you watch. If you offer commentary or talk, he might give half-assed responses. He’s listening, but he’s also concentrating.
I could see him being a fan of quality time. Hanging out in the silence of his room, both of you distracted by other things, yet basking in each other's presence nonetheless. Occasionally one of you would offer your words on something, sometimes it'd lead to conversation, other times you'd fall back into comfortable silence.
I could also see him liking massages. If you offer after a long day—when he’s noticeably tense, and a somnolent air lingers around him—he won’t say no. His muscles will visibly relax at your touch. He may find himself falling asleep.
He’ll do the same for you. If you’ve had a long day, and/or are exhausted, he’ll massage you. He might not be very good at it—he might be a bit too rough—but the offer still stands.
On nights when you’re both alone, curled up together, his back to you, you may place a kiss on his shoulder. Depending on how you both feel, you may trail them up to his neck, and to his jawline, planting each kiss with emphasis.
You can kiss every square inch of his body if you want. He wouldn’t mind. He might be a bit hesitant to kisses in certain places, like his scars, though.
If you do kiss, or trace his scars, his body might stiffen. Even if he doesn’t want to, it's a habit. He knows logically you won’t hurt him, but muscle memory says otherwise. Out of habit, he might find himself watching you out of the corner of his eye, weary, and cautious. It takes a lot of time to get to a point where you can touch his scars without his muscles going rigid.
When you’re laying together, if you wrap your limbs around him, caging him in your hold, he’ll melt. All the tension he didn’t know he had erased at such a simple movement.
A/N: I hope you like my fancatstic puns ahahahaha (I'll see myself out)
Nathan Explosion
He’s a pure black Norwegian forest cat. He’s a very big kitty—second largest to Skwisgaar—and his mane is huge. He’s kind of wide and bulky too, which adds to his height and general poofiness. He has some trouble grooming himself, so you have to brush him often.
He likes to act aloof and independent, but he’s secretly very clingy and attached to you. He gets upset if he doesn’t get his nighttime cuddles, and makes it everyone’s problem. He’ll try to pointedly ignore you—that is, until his food runs out.
He isn’t the most affectionate. He’s gotta keep up his aloof, don't-need-anyone persona, afterall. He only really cuddles at night, or if you don’t feel well. He’s very soft and warm, sort of like a sentient furnace, or a heated blanket.
Sometimes he’ll ragebait the others. He doesn’t do it as often as Meow-derface or Pickles, but he’ll still participate. He prefers to sit back and watch the chaos, occasionally adding to it.
He doesn’t play very often. He’s a bit lazy. He likes to sleep, and eat, most of the time. He gets very upset if his food bowl is empty. He’ll sit and wait by it until you get the hint. If he suspects any of the others ate his food, he’ll chase them, and attack them, until you give him more food.
His favourite place to sleep is by his food bowl. Y'know, as a safety measure. Just in case the others get any ideas. He gets pissy at almost any cat that tries to take his food. Meow-derface especially.
Pickles the Drummer
He’s a Donoskoy cat with little ginger patches of fur near his feet, tail, and chest. His skin is entirely pink. During the winter his fur gets a bit thicker, but it still remains decently bald.
He’s a dick. He’s addicted to catnip, and if he doesn’t get some (at least) once a day, he goes and destroys your shit. You’ve tried to get him off of it, but it never works. He likes to be a little bit high every day, pre-fur-ably all day.
He has energy for days. He likes to run around and break shit. Don’t leave any cups or glasses unattended, he will find them.
He does some of the weirdest shit. You once saw him do a flip for no particular reason. He likes to drink your bath water with Meow-derface. He’ll suck it out of hair left in the tub, too. He’s not picky. It's very gross.
When he’s high, he plays a lot. He gets a lot more energy on catnip. His favourite toys are string-toys. He also really likes those cat balls with catnip in them. He yowls in triumph anytime he catches them. He’s tried to tear up a few, but you’ve always caught him before he could.
He’ll eat any unattended food. He’s tried to eat things that are very poisonous to cats before. He dgaf. It’s like he’s determined to give you a heart attack.
Skwisgaar Skwigelf
He’s a pure white main coon. He’s a very large kitty—bigger than Nathan, but a bit less bulky.
He’s so smug. He likes to flounce around like he owns the place. He does. He absolutely does.
He doesn’t really bother with playing. He likes to look down on all the other kitties from the cat tree. He spends a lot of time cleaning his fur. Sometimes Pickles and Toki harass him when he’s grooming himself. He gets pissed when that happens. He’s kind of easy to ragebait.
He gets easily jealous, especially of Toki. If Toki’s spending too much time with you, Skwisgaar will come up, and pointedly sit on your lap while making eye contact with him. If Toki’s already cuddling with you, he’ll kick him off—either by sitting on him, or actually fighting him off. After winning, he always so smug while somehow acting as if you disgust him at the same time. He'll side-eye you homophobic dog style if you try to pet him.
He’s not really much of a cuddler. Like Nathan, he likes to keep up that independent front. He only cuddles if he wants to get back at the others Toki for daring to cuddle with you, or if he’s not feeling too well. It’s probably for the better that he doesn’t cuddle a lot—he’s heavy as fuck, and his paws dig into you. He’s definitely the type to knead with his claws out as well.
Toki Wartooth
Like Nathan, he’s also a Norwegian forest cat. He is a grey and white tabby. I was tempted to make him a brown tabby, but I think he gives more grey cat energy. He has nicked ears, and a couple scars under his fur on his back. You don’t know how he got them. You don’t know if you want to know.
He’s the most openly affectionate of the Dethkitties. He’s practically your shadow with how much he follows you around. He’s super clingy. If you leave his sight for more than a minute, he’ll try and follow you. If you’re somewhere he can’t get to, he'll cry loudly. The whole household will know his anguish.
He loves to cuddle. As soon as you sit down somewhere for more than a couple minutes, he’ll come up expecting cuddles. He gets a bit mad if you kick him off, but it doesn’t last long.
He has a toy he really loves (Deaddy Bear). He carries it around everywhere. He’s had it since you got him. When he’s not cuddling with you, he’s cuddling with it. He always purrs super loudly when kneading it.
Sometimes he likes to ragebait the other cats. Specifically Skwisgaar. They seem to have some sort of rivalry going on. When Skwisgaar is on the cat tree, minding his own business, and Toki notices, he will go and attack him. Every. Damn. Time. Sometimes he also randomly jumps the other cats, too.
William Meow-derface
He’s a brown, Scottish fold, tabby, with short fur. His face is flatter than the average cat. You wonder if he has some Persian in him. He has trouble breathing, but that doesn’t stop him from causing chaos! He’s also fat (lovingly).
He doesn’t clean himself properly. At first you thought he couldn’t, but he could. He just chooses not to. Stink always follows him around. He smells like ass—literally. You tried to bathe him once, but he becomes possessed as soon as he’s near water. You found that out the hard way. You were left with quite a few scars that day, both physically and emotionally
He’s a bit food aggressive like Nathan. Sometimes they get into tussles over food. You learned to feed them separately. He gets really fussy when his food dish is empty. He’ll cry, and destroy shit until he gets his way. His behaviour has rubbed off on the others unfortunately. When they notice their food bowls are empty.. expect a revolt.
He likes causing shit. He likes to harass the others. He usually doesn’t win the fights he causes, but it’s the fun of the game I guess. He likes chasing them as well. Usually it ends with him being chased, though.
He gets into weird shit. He once got trapped in your trashcan with Pickles, and got stuck again after you freed them. He likes to drink your bath water, to the point where he’ll watch and wait until you’re done to go in. You had to start child proofing your house because of him.
He’s surprisingly cuddly. He likes to crawl under the blanket with you, and will stay there for hours if he’s not moved. He gets offended when you try to move him. It’d be cute if he wasn’t so stinky.
Content warning! This story includes the following: infanticide, mentions of abortion, implied abuse, implied (past) kidnapping and forced confinement, forced pregnancy, yandere themes, possible suicide
A/N: This post has a lot of em dashes and semi colons. Sorry, I really like them. I hope they don't make me seem like an A.I.
You stared at the child in front of you—a child that resembled so much of the man you hated more than anything. You never wanted it. You never wanted to be here, yet here you were; trapped, alive, and staring into the eyes of a child who looked more like him than you. You hated it. That baby never should have been born. Not to a relationship like this. Not to this ugly, disgusting, world you, and now the baby, were trapped in.
When you found out you were pregnant, you wanted to have an abortion. You knew bringing a child into this situation would be bad. A child needs a place where they can grow, learn, thrive, and eventually leave. A child wouldn’t be able to survive here. Not with him around. You knew it more than anything else, but when have you gotten what you wanted?
You tried to have an abortion, but he caught you before you could. You remember his stare—a stare very similar to the one in front of you now. His eyes—how they remind you of the baby—glimmering with something behind them. An emotion which you couldn’t tell was sinister or something soft. Maybe it was something in-between.
He tried to tell you how it could be a new beginning. He used honeyed words to sway you into submission—to make you want to believe the storybook lies he was spinning. You couldn’t buy it. How could you with everything he’s put you through? The way he acts with his child feels cruel. Everything he does feels like a ploy. How could he treat you so mercilessly, stare at you with such cold, uncaring, eyes one moment, and yet gaze at his baby like they hung the sun the next? How was that fair? But what is fair?
The child before you squalls, and you feel unbearably heavy. Your arms hang limply at your sides. It feels as if you are made of lead. If it weren’t for your marred, broken, body, it’d almost feel like looking at a stranger's baby. You carried this baby to term. This baby shares half of your genes, and yet it feels like looking into the eyes of a stranger. Nothing feels real anymore. You don’t feel real anymore.
You tried to hate this baby. You tried so damn hard to, but you can’t. You can’t hate it for being born. It couldn’t control the circumstances of its birth. The fault lies with the parents. This is your sin to bear. You couldn’t control the circumstances of the birth. The blood is on your hands.
Inhaling slowly, you switch your focus to something else—a pillow in a nearby chair. He put it there so one of you could rest while keeping watch during late nights. You move closer to it, feeling its soft surface. It’s not too firm; just plush enough to hug the head and neck. You remember him telling you about the kind he likes once.
The child’s cries grow louder, and you exhale. Your chest feels tight—too tight—and everything sounds too loud, and not loud enough at the same time. The baby did nothing to deserve this life. The most selfish thing a person can do is give life to someone. In the end, no matter how rich someone is, death greets them with open arms.
You close your eyes, and the crying muffles, then stops. The world grows quiet for a moment, and your knees give out under your weight. A wailing sound cuts through the air, but this time it’s not the baby’s. It’s followed by a plethora of whimpered apologies that will never enter the infant’s ears.
You have committed the biggest sin. Your whole body shakes as fat tears roll down your face. You don’t want to pry your hands away; you don’t want to see what you’ve done.
After a while, you rise to your feet, a nauseating feeling crawling up your chest. You’re clammy with sweat, and all the colour in your cheeks has vanished. You’re a ghost of your former self. You never would have done this. What have you done?
Clambering over to the washroom, your mind was numb. Thoughts strung together, blurring, and echoing in your head, but you couldn’t make out any of them. You felt so sick, but you couldn't vomit. Nothing would come out no matter how much revulsion clawed in your chest.
Stumbling over to the counter, your eyes catch the pale gold of the mouthwash. He always preferred gold over the regular blue or green kind. A shaky hand grabs the bottle, turning it on its back. An ingredient catches your eye: 26.9% alcohol.
You open it. It smells sharp and burns your throat.
Featured Characters: Leorio, Kurapika, Chrollo, Nobunaga, Feitan, Phinks, Pakunoda, Machi, Shizuku, Uvogin, and Morel
A/N: I plan on making a part 2 some time in the future with the rest of the Troupe and a couple other characters. Lmk if you want me to write for a certain character.
Happy (late) New Year everyone! I hope you all have a good 2026!
Leorio
It depends on what he’s doing. If he’s fresh out from the hospital, he smells stale; like sanitation, and chemicals. It’s an oddly sweet smell, sickeningly so. Around the time of Hunter Exam arc he smelled like cheap cologne; a musky, warm, fragrance with hints amber and frankincense. It’s not a bad smell, but it’s not the best either. The lingering scent of sweat and dirt also clung to him during that time. I don’t imagine he was bathing every day.
Kurapika
Kurapika smells very mild. I don’t imagine he likes super strong smells, and prefers to be more practical about what kinds of soaps he uses. That usually leaves him smelling clean, but not much else. I don’t imagine he’d like cologne or perfume because there’d be a higher possibility of being tracked that way. He prefers not to stand out scent-wise. If his boss insists, he’ll wear more fancy fragrances, but other than that he usually just smells like goat milk soap, and laundry.
Chrollo
Like Kurapika, I don’t think Chrollo, or any of the Troupe members (except maybe a select few), like super strong scents. It has the added risk of being tracked, and though they could probably easily deal with most trackers, it’s a pain in the ass, and not worth the risk. Chrollo normally smells a bit musty, and leathery; like an old, untouched, book from decades past. His scent is ever-changing, though, and depends on a lot of factors. Like if he has access to clean water, or if he has any good impressions he wants to make. If it’s the latter, then he’ll smell like fancy cologne - the type that screams good money. It’s a very subtle fragrance, applied sparingly. It’s cold and sweet; almost nauseatingly so to those who know his true nature, with traces of musk and vanilla. Sometimes you swear you can catch the faint scent of jasmine ghosting past your nose when he walks by with that cologne on.
Nobunaga
I don’t think he smells super good. He doesn’t smell terrible, but he also doesn’t care to take care of what he smells like most of the time. He smells kind of musty, and damp like Chrollo. It's the subtle smell of clothes forgotten about in the washing machine. When he’s at a fancy event, he’ll put in a bit more effort. At most he’ll smell like soap with an underlying earthy, musty smell.
Feitan
I don’t imagine he bathes regularly. Maybe if he has access to water he’ll bathe, but normally he doesn’t. I don't think he gives a shit about how he smells. These habits lead to a very interesting concoction of scents to say the least. He normally smells very stale, yet sickeningly sweet at the same time. The smell of sanitation, rubber, iron, and, the most notable, mildew, clings to him with a vice grip and refuses to let go. Sometimes there’s a more bitter, acrid, smell that lingers, other times it’s the smell of sweat and stale urine. Sometimes it’s both, and very, very, rarely it’s neither. It’s like the scent of death clings to him wherever he goes. When he bathes, subtle traces of the smell still linger, more subtle than before, but still, undeniably, there.
Phinks
He’s probably the most gaudy smelling of the Troupe members. He tries to keep it on the down low when he’s with them, though. He has a habit of layering scents. He has a preference for more expensive colognes with more musky, woody, smells like frankincense, amber, and sandalwood. The subtle smell of sweat clings to him underneath all of those smells.
Pakunoda
Unless she can’t, either because she’s away from a water source, or because it’d risk giving away the Troupe’s location, she bathes pretty regularly. She almost always smells decent. Depending on where she bathed, she’ll either smell like whatever hair products she stole, or the body of water she was in. Sometimes she’ll carry a more subtle, floral smell, other times she’ll smell like the rain, and trees. Almost always she’ll carry the smell of makeup and whatever alcohol the Troupe decided to steal that night.
Machi
Machi smells stale and sickeningly sweet; like sweat mixed with sanitizer and something more floral hidden underneath. Something akin to roses and camilla. The subtle scent of a stolen soap sometimes lingers on her - I don’t imagine she’s too fond of super perfumey soaps.
Shizuku
Shizuku smells like dustballs, and mildew; like something long forgotten. It’s not overpowering. You barely even notice it, but it’s there. She bathes when she remembers. You have to remind her frequently. She'll use whatever soap she can. Usually yours. She does it unconsciously. She likes it beacuse it reminds her of you.
Uvogin
He smells of dirt, grime, and sweat. It’s not very pleasant. After he bathes he usually smells like a wet dog. He probably doesn’t use soap that often. I think he’d probably just jump in a body of water and try to get the grime off the natural way.
Morel
I think he naturally has a bit of old man musk™. He’ll deny it if you tell him, but he knows. I don’t think he’d use cologne or perfume regularly, if not at all. He doesn’t really need it. He works on the sea, afterall. Most of his scent comes from his shampoo, which smells like cucumber and caffeine. It’s the kind of smell that lingers for a while after washing his hair.
Content Warning: Implied sexual content (if you squint), mentions of death
A/N: I've always wanted to write from an alphabet template. I might have missed some things on his character. I haven't read past where the 2014 anime ends yet. I hope I got his character right lol :)
Note: this takes place between the York New City arc and the Succession War arc!
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A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)
I don’t think he’s the most affectionate. That’s not to say that he isn’t affectionate, but he prefers to show his love through different ways. On a scale, I’d say he’s in the middle; about a 4 or a 5. I think he tries to keep his s/o at an arms-length away to make sure his main focus is on his mission. He can’t hesitate. Not when he’s so close to avenging those he lost.
B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)
He’d be the not so secretly caring type that teases you constantly. One moment you’re bickering over something stupid like how rural is pronounced, the next he’s on your ass about a bad habit you have like biting your lip. Somehow he’d fret over your well being while doing the most dangerous shit. Hypocrite.
The friendship would likely start because you met him through work, or the Hunter exam.
C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)
Not usually. He’s not the most affectionate. As stated earlier, he prefers to keep a slight distance towards his partner, that includes cuddling. He rarely cuddles. He’ll only do so if he’s exhausted, and thinks his s/o won’t know - like when they’re sleeping.
D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)
He doesn’t see a world where he could settle down, but if he had the chance to, he would. With his mission, though, it’s very unlikely.
He’s decent at cooking and cleaning. He’s no 5 star chief, but what he makes is edible. How would he have been able to sustain himself for years after his clan’s death if he didn’t know at least the bare bones of cooking? He usually just has something fast like instant ramen most nights. For cleaning, I imagine he’s a bit better at it. Not by a lot though. He seems like the type that prefers living in a clean space if he can.
E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)
He’d probably do it by ignoring them. It’d be easier that way in his mind. He’d feel bad, but he’d try to focus on his main goal to help soothe the ache.
If his s/o broke up with him, he'd be saddened, but not surprised. He isn’t the best partner, and will almost always choose his mission over his lover. His goal is what matters in the end. Above all else. No one will be able to stop him from exacting his revenge, not even his s/o.
F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)
He’s very hesitant to commit. He’s been focused on avenging his clan for so long that it feels wrong to focus on something so selfish as love.
I don’t think he’d want to get married until all of the Spider were taken care of. If he was still alive by the end of it at least.
G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)
He’s not super gentle both physically and emotionally. He’s also kind of neutral in that regard as well. He’s a bit more gentle with his s/o than with most people, but it’s not by a lot. He’s a tad bit more willing to be vulnerable with them in physical ways than he is emotionally. He’s very subtle in how he shows his more gentle side around you.
H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)
He’s neutral on hugs. I don’t think he likes them, but he doesn’t hate them. A hug after being away from you for a long time can feels like it can heal parts of his soul that he didn't know needed healing.
His hugs are cautious, but firm. He rarely initiates hugs, and would be kind of awkward in your arms at first, but once he got used to it, he’d relax a bit. He’s always a bit stiff. He tries not to let his guard down too much in case something happens.
I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)
It takes a while for him to say it. He only really says it during your most intimate moments. It always slips out before he has the mind to bite it back.
J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)
Usually not. Unless someone is openly flirting with you in front of him, then he’s pretty easy. If someone is, he’ll glare at them, grab your hand, and make a snide remark, but not much else.
K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)
His kisses are tentative, and delicate, as if he’s testing the waters. Once he warms up to your touch, the more audacious, and forward his kisses become. He’s very cheeky. He likes to tease you. He’ll kiss every inch of your body. He’ll nip you, too, when you least expect it. His favourite places to kiss are your forehead, and your neck. He might trail kisses all the way down to your collarbone and stop, tilting his head and playing dumb when you expect more.
He likes to be kissed on the lips.
L = Little ones (How are they around children?)
Pretty good. He has a soft spot for them. I don’t think he’d have his own kids until he was sure his mission was complete.
M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)
They're pretty slow. You don’t usually have him for the morning, let alone the night. Usually he gets up earlier than you, and practices nen, or trains. By the time you get up, he’s usually finishing off. Sometimes if he’s still training when you get up, you’ll offer him some coffee, and watch, other times you’ll sit down together and chat about anything and everything. You usually get the sense that he’s holding back on what he tells you, but don’t ask. It’s unlikely he’d tell you either way.
N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)
Nights are also pretty slow. You both spend your time basking in each others’ presence. Sometimes you’ll chat idly, other times he’ll read while you work on a hobby. Usually he’ll help you with dinner unless you convince him not to.
O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)
I think he’d be kind of slow to reveal things to you. He wouldn’t tell you everything at first, but he’d definitely sprinkle some bits of his past in. You’d learn very quickly why he hated spiders, and about his clan, and bits about his plans for his mission, but the specific details wouldn’t be revealed until he felt close enough to you. Even then, there’s a high possibility you’ll never fully know everything about him.
P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)
It depends. He’s always angry, but usually not towards his s/o. He tries to keep up a cool front most of the time to mask the anger so deeply seeded in his heart. If something that hits a bit too close to home is mentioned, he’ll lose his cool for just a second, but will quickly go on as if nothing happened. The only way you’d be able to tell, depending on the severity of his rage, is if he doesn’t have contacts on, and his eyes change to scarlet, or by his heart rate.
If he’s angry with his s/o, he'd talk to them about it after he had time to think over his actions. Most of your fights would have an extra layer because of his pettiness and sharp tongue.
Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)
He remembers almost everything about you, even if he tries not to.
R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)
Every moment.
S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)
He’s very protective of you, especially if you’re working in the same / a similar field as he is. He trusts you can defend yourself, but that doesn’t do much to ease his worry, especially in the case the Troupe is near. If you work at the same job, to protect you, he’d probably keep you in close proximity to someone he trusts like Melody, or tries to keep you as far away as he can from the carnage. If you don’t work for the mafia, he’d make sure you’d be far, far, away from any harm. Like a city away if possible.
I don’t think he’d like to be protected. It’d feel weird. He’s the one supposed to protect and care for you. He’s the one who wrapped you up in this shitstorm, not the other way around. It’s only fair he gets to protect you. I don't think he's used to getting protected, and would be very caught off guard at the prospect.
T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)
He prefers to keep dates, or any outings with you on the down low. He'd probably prefer to stay home, and watch a movie, or make dinner together instead of go out. He will take you to a fancy resturant if that's what you wanted. He'd do his best to make up for all the time he lost with you. There's a large chance he'd miss dates, anniversaries, etc, beacause of work.
For gifts, he'd be neutral. He'd get you things he'd think you'd like ocasionally, but it'd be too seldom to be really noteworthy. He's spent enough time shopping, and buying people things for a lifetime. The only reasons he'd gift you something is beacuse what of I stated earlier or beacuse you asked him to.
He tries hard for everyday tasks beacuse he wants to make it up to you for missing so much. When he's around, he'll take over almost every task unless you stop him.
U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)
Ignoring you, or trying to distance himself from you. As I said earlier, he knows on some level that his mission is selfish at its core, and will likely lead to his death. Some part of him probably knows that his clan would rather he live a happy and fulfilling life than cling onto the ghosts of the past.
He knows that having a lover while trying to avenge his clan is also selfish, but wouldn't be able to bring himself to feel too bad about it. As said many times, he'll put the dead over you.
V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)
Not very concerned. He puts in the effort to put his contacts in, but that's about it. He doesn’t really have time to be concerned about his looks. He does enough to be presentable, and to not fully give away his identity as a Kurta.
W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)
Yes and no. You’re what helps soothe him when he’s about to crash out. You’re his rock, even if he doesn’t show it. If you weren’t around, he’d feel more hollow, but would likely go on doing the same thing he does with you here.
X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)
He’s very understanding when it comes to mental health because he knows how it feels to have the weight of the world on your shoulders.
Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)
He wouldn’t like a s/o that was super into bugs and arachnids. He might be able to tolerate it if they kept their hobbies away from him.
He also wouldn’t date someone who assisted with the massacre of his people in any way. Be it through helping the Troupe locate the Kurta village, or being a member of the Troupe during that time. Other than that, I think he’d be fine with almost anything.
Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?)
He doesn’t really sleep often, and if he does it’s not that well. He doesn’t get much sleep. He spends most nights lying awake, thinking about what has to be done, and mulling over what he has done. When he does sleep, he usually just passes out in the most convenient position. He’s a very light sleeper - any sound or movement will wake him up.
Sometimes during his late nights, when you’ve already fallen asleep, he’ll watch you, scleras red from exhaustion. His face always takes on a more gentle visage, slightly knit eyebrows more lax, his harsh gaze more serene, a ghost of a smile curling on his lips. Sometimes he’ll trace his fingers against the line of your jaw, wondering to himself what he did to deserve you. Those nights are always the nights he sleeps the best.
