hi! I just read your raihan post and I loved it! is it possible to request a similar one but with leon (yandere leon)? like, his pokemons are on a mission to keep an eye on reader, they're really protective and suspicious of other people and pokemons. and leon is also a soft yandere and tries his best to justify his and his pokemons' behaviour! ♡
(I don't know if you're okay w/ poly relationship so I didn't request one, but I'd love to know if it's fine w/ you!)
I’m very sorry that this took more than a month for me to respond! I do hope you enjoy it
I’m also alright with poly relationships^^
Soft Yandere!Leon who tries to justify his and his pokemon’s behavior
Word Count: 361
Headcanons
If only it were easy to go around Galar without anyone or anything bothering you. But apparently a certain Rhyperior, Seismitoad, Haxorus, Aegislash, Rillaboom, and Charizard are always a step behind you.
Had Leon tried to hide it before? Once or twice. Always with the same excuse too.
“I’ve tried putting them back in their pokeballs numerous times! Let them have a… tiny bit of fresh air, please?”
He’s always worried for you. What would have happened if you hadn’t returned back from your little adventure at the time you said you were?
His pokémon don’t help as well with the situation they have you in. Each one of them take turns to look out for you. One day it would be Haxorus, and the next it would be Rhyperior.
Leon and his pokemon are only looking out for you, doing what they seem as safe and right. Anyone bothering you on a particular day? Well, you won’t have to see them! Instead, they’ll be having a little chat with the champion.
“I thought you told them to quit it, Leon..” You gave the Champion of Galar an unimpressed look, as his pokemon began to harass a man who had accidentally looked at you. Hell, he wasn’t even doing anything wrong!
Leon only looked away, suddenly finding interest in the grass. Who knew that there were tiny critters who lived in the dirt? The more you know! “Come on, eh.. love..!” he attempted to smooth-talk his way out.
“That man could have harmed you if you were all alone!”
“He was literally reading a book a few seconds ago.”
“…” Leon glanced over at his Charizard before back at you. “He…. could have used the book as a weapon against you!” He placed a kiss on your cheek, intertwining his fingers with yours before gesturing his pokemon to follow along.
A/N: Usually I do them based off of the PJO Books since I haven’t watched the series yet…
Not a request but this needed to be posted.
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Gazing at the ocean, you sighed as you heard the familiar sounds of a motorcycle coming to a stop.
Your arms were crossed in front of you, a serious look on your face once an arm was wrapped around your shoulder.
“What is it that you want, Ares?” You asked, deciding to play nice. The God of War only chuckled as he turned your body to face him.
“Been a while since I last saw you, so as your best friend,” he nudged you with his elbow. “I decided to have a lil’ chat with you.”
Ares sighed as he leaned his body against yours. “It’s not easy being the God of War, y’know?” He taunted, a smug expression visible on his face. He couldn't deny the fact he enjoyed these little moments the two of you have.
Despite being around for about thousands of years, you somehow caught the God of War’s interest, which resulted in this weird friendship the two of you have.
You saw him as an annoying older brother, while he saw you as his short-tempered sibling.
“I know that,” you grumbled, refusing to acknowledge the God. The War God responded with a pat on your head; it was his form of affection, which you liked.
Well, you didn’t like it; you just accepted the fact that he was going to be doing this whenever the two of you crossed paths.
You blinked a couple of times, realizing that you had spaced out. “So how’s Aphrodite?” A simple question that you needed to know after your encounter with a certain god.
“Aphrodite? Since when did you know that I’m with Aphrodite…”
“You idiot, word gets around fast. Plus, a little birdy told me that you and your wife were once caught having a lil’ make-out session.” You could practically see his face heating up. It always sent a spark inside of you.
It brought you joy whenever you got to see him like this. Was it normal? Who knows?
Ares looked away, running his hand through his hair. “You didn’t hear nothin…” The God grumbled.
“Really now?” A smirk painted on your face. “You even did it on Aphrodite’s already-to-be-husband’s bed!” You threw your arms up in the air in a fit of rage. “That’s messed up!”
Ares winced as your voice boomed, sending shockwaves across the world.
“Well it ain’t my fault! I just have the good looks.” He made a simple gesture to his face.
“But still, you broke Hephaestus’ heart! I had to comfort the poor god, and I can tell you that he’s a medium ugly crier…”
“How about we talk about the time when you came to me whining about how you needed my help ‘cause you couldn’t win a war?” He counterattacked, his finger pressed against your chest in a threatening manner.
Well, that immediately shut you up. A flame inside of him burned as he saw your sour face.
“Maybe I should also tell you ‘bout the time when you spat in my father’s wine?”
Lightning struck a tree nearby, setting it on fire. Seemed like Zeus wasn’t very pleased with what he had heard.
“I thought it was yours!” You argued, slapping him on the back of his head. Not very godlike behavior to do.
Ares smirked, a bit of pride pulsing through his body. “Guess who’s getting in trouble…!” he taunted, ruffling your hair.
Can I request headcanons for Austin and Henry (Wii Deleted You) with a S/O that has rbf (Resting Bitch Face) like everyone thinks reader is like always pissed off and sizing them up but in all honesty their a really sweet and kind person. They just have rbf when they are observing or around new people.
I’m sorry this took long! I have been trying to get back to into writing, I swear 😭 Are you alright with it having some… grammatical and punctuation errors?
Austin and Henry with S/O who has a Resting Bitch Face
Austin
Seems like the two of you have one thing in common!
A new coworker comes running towards him because of how scary they find you? Eh, they’ll get over it.
Does he really care? No. As long as it doesn’t affect him or his work.
Though, he does get annoyed when people tell you to smile more. He has this urge to punch them in the gut, yet you’re voice prevents him from doing so.
“You’re beautiful just the way you are. Don’t listen to those crackheads, alright?”
No, he didn’t get that from Ed Sheeran.
“Oh wow, you actually managed to become that person’s friend? You want a kiss on the cheek or what?”
Henry
He notices the way people always give you a fearful look, whenever you are observing them. He tries not to think about that much, knowing that he was in the same place as they were when he first met you.
Henry ends up trying to explain to them that you don’t actually hate them. These explanations end up turning into arguments before he finally gives up.
“I promise you, my friend, they are sweet in the inside.”
Sometimes he tells you to at least smile. ..Though you only do that when he’s around.
All he could do was pray and hope for the best.
There are times where Henry feels a bit of warmth in his heart whenever he sees you talking to the new guy.
slow dancing with henry morris? couldn't think of a good prompt I apologize @_@
Slow Dancing with Henry
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Calm, peaceful music played as everyone drank and laughed with their friends. Not a single soul was alone except for you. This whole idea started when one of your colleagues decided that there should be a fun way to end the week.
This is where the whole idea of a dance came in; everyone started pitching their own ideas and was somehow able to persuade the boss.
Did you like the idea? No. Did you even bother to stop them? …No, but you had nothing to do on a boring Friday, so why not try to enjoy it the best way you can?
You awkwardly stood next to your friend, Henry. The two of you never had any history of dancing or even learned how to dance.
As the soft melody enveloped the room, you stole a hesitant glance at Henry, noticing his uneasy posture mirroring your own. Despite your lack of dancing skills, there was an unspoken agreement to make the most of the evening. With a shy smile, Henry extended his hand, a silent invitation to join him on the dance floor.
“Oh, I don't—I don’t dance.” You tried to refuse the invitation. Henry frowned but grabbed your hand. “Can’t you just enjoy this for once?” Your friend brought you to the dance floor; his face seemed a bit red, but you shrugged it off, thinking that it was the lighting.
With tentative steps, you began to sway to the music, your movements awkward yet strangely synchronized. Henry's reassuring grip tightened slightly, offering silent encouragement as you navigated the unfamiliar terrain together. “Guess we do know how to dance?” He attempted to lighten up the mood.
As the song drew to a close, you found yourself reluctant to let go, savoring the fleeting moment of connection. The sound of laughter and cheering filled the room; it seemed like the two of you weren’t the only ones who were also having a fun time.
Fidgeting with his fingers, Henry cleared his throat before speaking up.
A/N: I do apologize if requests are slower than usual! I have exams coming up, but further than that I hope you enjoy this! And I can’t make promises on when I’ll start on them. But you may send requests as much as you like ^^
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Ares, the God of War, never had time to ‘play around’ with his children. Yes, he claims them as his own, but what would you expect from a god? Almost all the gods could care less about their children. They would be born just to fear for their lives, as disgusting creatures hunted them down like animals.
You found it strange how your father often visits you while you’re on a quest. This was an unexpected change from God. Had you finally gotten his recognition? Had he finally decided that you were worthy of his time?
“I don’t want any excuses, child!” His voice boomed through the training area.
You wouldn’t even call it a training area; all that was there were trees and a drawing of a circle that was to resemble an arena. You could see his eyes glow beneath his glasses, with flames dancing around them.
The God of War stared at you, a shiver running down your spine as you tried to steady your breathing after a grueling combat session. Blood slowly dripped down your face, a reminder of you failing to protect your face from your father's attacks. He never said he was going to go tough on you.
Ares scoffed, the air crackling with tension. “Training? You call that training?” He rolled his eyes(?), arms crossed in front of his chest, as he stood with pride. “What we did there was real training, child of mine.”
“You carry the blood of warriors, yet you fight like a novice.” He added more salt to the wound, as if that wouldn’t lower your self-esteem even lower. “Pick up your sword.”
It wasn’t an order; it was a command. He was commanding you to do it. And like the good child you are, you did what he said.
With a nod, you hastily grabbed the sword before looking back at God, who impatiently waited, tapping his leather shoe against the ground. “Can’t we do this another time?” You tried to reason with him. Your body was exhausted and needed a break from his tough training. This wasn’t like the training back at Camp Half-Blood.
“Would you rather spend your whole life being chased around by Harpies with zero experience in fighting?” He growled, making his way toward you. You could never tell what he was feeling due to those pesky sunglasses. If he was trying to get you to be afraid, well, he was doing a good job at that.
You could practically feel the ground shake with every step he took as he advanced towards you. Surely he wouldn’t dare to hurt one of his children again, right? You failed to notice how the blood had somehow disappeared, only leaving a scar on your cheek.
The flames behind his sunglasses flickered with anger. “Well?” said he, waiting for your response. The God of War never liked to wait, but it seemed like you were an exception. “No… father.” Lowering your head in despair. Had all of your hopes and dreams gone to waste? Why was it so hard to please your father? Numorous, unanswered questions clouded your mind.
You looked up in confusion once you felt a hand on your head. What was this, you thought. A smirk made its way to God’s face as he saw your bewildered look. Was this the way he shows his affection for his children? You couldn't help but smile at the God of War, feeling a little bit of pride come back to you.
“Don’t tell the others, yeah? Keep this a secret between the two of us. I’ll get you whatever you want if it keeps your mouth shut, little one.”
The flames in his eye sockets seemed to have calmed down as you watched them faintly glow.
Little one? Was your brain playing tricks on you, or was this all but a dream? Ares, God of War, giving you a nickname? You had to cherish this moment. Who knew it took this long for Ares to warm up to one of his children? Certainly, you didn't.
The god sighed before he kneeled down. He, ever so gently, placed his hand on your arm, a warm sensation spreading throughout your body. “Don’t do anything stupid, alright? Don’t go around thinking’ you can destroy whatever beast is out there,” said Ares.
Is this what it feels like to be loved by your father?
“You are still human, not a god. You’re not immortal like us.” Oh, to see the look on your siblings's faces once they find out where you've been this entire time. The perks of being the favorite, I guess!
“Why are you telling me this?" You couldn’t help but ask, staring into your father’s shades as he awkwardly rubbed your arm. His touch was… warm and fatherly, something you couldn't even describe.
He raised an eyebrow, baffled by the sudden question. “Well, squirt, despite this chaotic world we are forced to live in, I still... care for my children.” He placed his finger on your lips, silencing you from asking more questions. You silently glared at him as you thought about biting your father’s finger.
It wasn't like you were going to be rambling over how he hadn't been there for you a single time in your life!
Well, it was fun while it lasted. If only these moments could happen every once a week rather than once a month.
The God then shook his head. “We are wasting time.” Standing back up before he lifted you up from the back of your shirt. It was like you were a five-year-old all over again. You hadn't realized that your idol was a god this entire time.
“Pay attention, because I’m not going to repeat myself twice,” said Ares, confidently making his way to the opposite side of the said arena. “The first rule is to never show any weakness to your enemy. They could use that to their advantage. Now, shall we begin?”
With a simple nod, Ares smirked once again, his heart slowly beginning to warm up.
Hello, what are your thoughts/headcannons on Kyle Sanders?
(general or relationship, your choice)
Apologies if it took long! Hope you enjoy:]
Kyle Sanders Headcanon
Word Count: 240
Headcanons
You never imagined yourself dating Kyle Sanders, someone who grew a hatred towards the Wii he was given when he was just a boy.
He never spoke about this incident before, only to you and Nathan. You never imagined yourself as Kyle’s little therapist. You weren’t great at giving people advice, but here you are.
He’s always been there for you, and you always had been there for him.
Kyle was the first to make the move, inviting you to dinner, which surprised you. Of course, you had to say yes; who wouldn’t?
“Maybe we can get ice cream along the way back, yeah?”
Kyle never thought of ever dating someone. He imagined that he would be at an old age, on his death bed all alone, but now he had someone to be with.
The progress is slow, but don’t you worry your little heart.
Weeks have turned into months, and the two of you are seen holding hands as you walked down the sidewalk—not a care in the world. Kyle felt like he was finally at peace with the world. He had nothing to worry about.
He’s fine with the affection you give him. It gives him a funny little feeling inside, but he never told you about it. On special occasions, he takes you out to a fancy dinner. Kyle tried to dress his best to please you and make you feel special.
Since you're doing wdy x reader headcanons, is there a problem if you could write romantic headcanons with Eteled?
Hope you enjoy:]
Eteled Romantic Headcanons
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Headcanons
Ever wondered how Eteled is like as your partner? Some could say he wouldn’t be a good partner, but you could say that he was perfect for you.
Either if you randomly spawned in the Wii or you found him attractive through a screen. You still loved him the way he is.
Eteled could be a bit protective towards you. You were the first person he ever dated! So, of course, he was going to not let anyone ruin the relationship between you and him.
The bald mii cherished any gifts you had given to him. He may even have a box full of all the things you had gifted him.
“Why did you call me that?”
He hasn’t grown used to those little nicknames you have began to call him. But he’s still getting used to you calling him by those nicknames. What were they called again?
Despite the challenges you have to deal with, such as the Corrupted Mii (Austin), the two of you still get to spend some time together.
A teensy smile can brighten up Eteled’s day, knowing that he was doing the right thing to love you.
“You make me feel things I have never once felt before. Thank you…”
How would things work out if you were a human and he was just a Mii? Would he have the ability to come out of the TV screen? Unfortunately, only time can tell.
I can give you some information about my medical condition if you need help, sorry if this is too hard! I just never see any x T1 Diabetic reader fics.
I hope it’s to your liking! And I do apologize if I get anything wrong, also I’m sorry if it isn’t what you asked for. Enjoy :]!!
A/N: I have zero knowledge of this sort of stuff. With the help from @welpimspooky and google.. I hope this is all correct.
Word Count: 452
Henry and Sam with Type One Diabetic!Reader
Henry
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Your diabetes required constant monitoring and careful management. Each day, you relied on an insulin pump to regulate your blood sugar levels. However, changing the infusion site was always a daunting task. The tiny needle, which needed to be inserted just beneath your skin, often caused you anxiety and discomfort.
“Is everything alright, dear?” Henry inquired, and with a reassuring smile, he placed his hand on your shoulder. Henry would sit by your side, and he would try his best to at least be there for you.
You only nodded, resting your head on his shoulder. “Just thinking,” you muttered. Understanding the importance of timely site changes to manage your diabetes, Henry offered to help. You hesitated, feeling embarrassed to burden him with your medical needs. But Henry reassured you, expressing his unwavering support.
“It’ll be alright, (Y/N)”
Henry gathered the necessary supplies and sat beside you on the couch. He carefully guided you through the process. He made sure to keep an eye on you, making sure that you were alright.
Once the two of you were finished, Henry wrapped his arms around you, patting the top of your head as the both of you enjoyed dinner.
“I knew you could do it.”
Sam
Despite your condition, that didn’t let Sam try and befriend you, which successfully worked. You found her presence comforting, and it made you feel safe around her.
On a sunny morning, as you and Sam strolled through a nearby park, you suddenly felt a familiar pang on your side. Your glucose monitor beeped insistently, signaling a spike in your blood sugar levels. A frown formed on your face, feeling the weight of your condition pressing down on you.
Sam, noticing your distress, immediately sprang into action. “Are you feeling okay?” she asked, her concern evident in her voice.
You forced a smile, masking your discomfort. “Just a little off, but I’ll be fine,” you replied, though the strain in your voice betrayed your facade. Sam wasn’t convinced. “Come on, let’s find a spot for you to check your levels,” she insisted, guiding you to a nearby bench.
Reluctantly, you took out your glucometer and pricked your finger, wincing at the familiar sting. The digital display flashed a worrying number, confirming your suspicions. Your blood sugar was dangerously high.
Sam frowned, but wrapped an arm around your shoulder. “Don’t worry, I won’t let anything happen to you.” Taking a deep breath, you took out your insulin pen. With practiced ease, you administered the medication, feeling a sense of relief washing over you.
As you waited for it to take effect, Sam smiled as she placed her hand on top of yours.
Hi could you do corrupted mii x reader headcannons plz :]
Hey! Hey! Thanku for requesting!! Be specific next time, alright? Hope you enjoy it!!!
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Headcanons
He honestly couldn’t care less about where you even came from. Had you been killed by Henry? Who knows.
He refused to interact with you the first time he met you. He’s usually seen sitting on the electric chair, acting like he was a king, before he saw your figure.
Once the two of you got to know each other a bit more, he began to get slightly more comfortable being around. He ends up growing a soft spot for you.
He sometimes picks you up by the scruff of your neck.
“Don’t stray too far away from me.”
He ends up adopting you somehow. Kinda just accepted the role as your “father.” He doesn’t enjoy the fact that he has to look after you.
Gives you pats on the head as a sign of affection. What did you expect from him? A hug?
“What did I tell you. . .”
He purrs in his sleep.
You end up being friends with Eteled? Well, say goodbye to that friendship! Your lovely “father” will refuse to have you in a different room.
I'd like to request one where either Henry, todd or Mike fluster the reader if possible
Thank you for requesting! Hope you enjoy it! I apologize if this took long!!!
Ideas flow in my head in the middle of the night for some reason.
Henry Flustering You
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It was a normal day for you. Despite the fact your boss, Todd, had called you to discuss about your recent performance. You were quite glad that he was able to give you a second chance. You guess it was the perks of being one of his favorite employees.
Making your way to the coffee machine, you awkwardly rubbed your arm as you tried to patiently wait for the person in front of you to hurry up.
A gentle bump to your shoulder snapped you away from your thoughts. You looked over your shoulder, noticing it was Henry, the weird one in the office. “It’s your turn.” He muttered, pointing at the machine. Nodding your head, you quickly made your coffee.
It was strange how you were able to befriend the man. Perhaps because he reminded you a lot of yourself? No, of course not. Only an idiot would think like that. But you always enjoyed his company, either way. Even if the two of you were next to each other in silence.
Taking a sip of your coffee, you made it back to your chair, taking a deep breath, you massaged your temples, trying to ease the pain. “You haven’t even done anything.” You told yourself, resting your head on your hand. It had gotten boring for the past few months. The same thing always happens over and over again.
You felt like you were losing your mind every time you entered the building. You didn’t even know half of the people here!
“Hey.”
You flinched at the sound of his voice.
That’s weird. You never acted like that around him.
“What is it, Henry?” You grumbled, forcing yourself to look at the man who stood next to you.
Henry looked around, almost as if he were afraid to speak out loud. Bending slightly over, he whispered in your ear. “Do you want to go out to dinner tonight?”
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Dinner? With him? You fidgeted with the cup in your hand, tapping on it slightly. What type of question was that? You glanced around the room, refusing to make eye contact with him as you tried to ignore the fact that your face was heating up.
Clearing your throat, you spoke up. “Sure, I would love to!” You smiled, slightly looking back at him.
You swore you could see a hint of life shine in his eyes. For some reason, you found it adorable.
“Ah— right, uh, after work?” You nodded. “Yeah, that’s fine.”
Henry slightly nodded before he quickly turned around and left.
mike and todd wii deleted you x reader ? like how they would be as partners and what they would do for you if that makes sense :]
Of course!! I hope you enjoy it ^^
Mike and Todd as your partners Headcanons
Word count: 360
Mike
He’s an honest and loyal man, I can tell you that, but please don’t tell him any of your secrets. He might accidentally say something he wasn’t supposed to say.
He will refuse to let you into his home if you don’t wipe your shoes. What makes you think that he wants dirt in his home?
He snores
He will also wash the dishes for you, even if you try to do them. Be glad that you will finally have a break from cooking too. Even though he sometimes burns the food… He’s still trying.
The two of you like to watch the sunset together. His head resting on your shoulder. If only life could stay like this.
“I told you I was washing the dishes! You can go back to doing whatever you were doing.”
The two of you listen to music while cooking dinner together. He enjoys your company in the kitchen.
Every morning, Mike will refuse to get out of bed unless you stay with him for five minutes.
Todd
He’s calm around you and will not raise his voice, so that must be a good thing.
Unfortunately, he’s never around to spend time with you. Always worrying about work first before you.
But things got better after you had to talk to him about this problem. Todd ended up getting home early to surprise you.
He enjoys the affection you give him and refuses to even talk about it. Are you trying to embarrass him?
He’s alright with being affectionate when it’s just the two of you, but he’s a different man when you guys are outside.
Todd is usually the one cooking, while you’re the one washing the dishes. But if you’re tired of that, he will make it a treat to take you out for dinner. After all, he’s the one paying.
He establishes that the place you chose on the bed is the side you’re supposed to sleep on. This rule, however, is always broken by him moving around in his sleep. You could wake up with him on top of you or sleeping sideways.
Hi I saw you do x reader things and have seen you've done WDY could I request a Austin x reader? Maybe a version of the comfort one you've done with Sam and Henry? Life been eh so it would be a cute thing to read if your good with it :]
Of course! Life can be shit sometimes but I hope this helps!
Austin comforting you
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Headcanons
He would accidentally become your personal therapist. Might even question his life at this point, but it’s not important. His only focus is you, and only you.
Despite spending his free time studying, he would take you out for dinner. A date, you may ask? Unfortunately, no, just as friends.
Perhaps you need a little furry friend? Austin would take it upon himself to steal a cat from the streets, or if you’re a fan of dogs, he would still steal one.
He would freeze up when you hug him, but will soon relax into your embrace. He knows not to make this any worse for you. If you’re happy then he’s happy.
“Cheer up. How about you show something you’re good at?”
He’s not a huge fan of hugs, but for you he will make it an exception.
You feel stressed over something? Austin will massage your body as the two of you watch a movie. He knows what makes you happy.
Who needs a therapist when you have Austin to be there for you? The good news is that you won’t have to be spending any money.
“Seeing you like this makes me feel like I haven’t done my job as your friend correctly.”
If you’re lucky enough, he might even take you out for breakfast in the same day. Who cares if it’s the middle of the afternoon?
