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Anya Forger
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[Genre] Sibling relationships / Platonic / Fluff [Pairing / Characters] Anya Forger and Baby!Superintelligence!Reader (Yor Forger / Loid Forger)
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Anya Forger
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[Genre] Sibling relationships / Platonic / Fluff [Pairing / Characters] Anya Forger and Baby!Superintelligence!Reader (Yor Forger / Loid Forger)
On the Tuplar...
Anya and Y/N are alone together talking about their lives on the job...
[Y/N starts cackling]
Y/N: No way! He DID NOT say that!
Anya: I know, I couldn't believe it either, but...
Y/N: I mean, I knew Jimbo was kind of a weirdo, but saying you like horses? What the hell is wrong with some people?
[Then Y/N calms down and stops laughing]
Y/N: Still, it must suck having to do those stupid forms for someone like him. Sorry about that.
Anya: No, no, it's okay. I just wish he could make things a little easier sometimes...
Y/N (scoffing): That makes two of us. Who does he think he is, constantly saying that you're not a real nurse? Well, you know what, Jimbo? Fine! Keep your garbage opinion nobody asked for. You'll never be a real captain, anyway.
[Anya sits in silence]
Y/N: At least you know your stuff when it counts. And at least you're nowhere near as bad as he is.
Anya: Thank you, but--
Y/N: It's not even just him either. Why does O'Swan gotta be so grumpy all the time? Always moaning and groaning about how useless or annoying everybody is? And Captain Curl? Half the time, he shares a brain cell with Jimbo. At least Tie-Dye's cool.
Anya: Well, even so, we still have to work with them, in spite of everything else.
[Y/N turns to Anya]
Y/N: And that's why you have the honor of being my favorite person in this crew.
Anya: Well, Y/N, I-
Y/N: Yeah, you screwed up before. So what? So have I. And so has every other person on this stupid hellhole we call "Tulpar", whether they wanna admit it or not.
Anya: Y/N...
Y/N: It's not just about the messes we make. It's also about if we can clean up after ourselves.
[Anya pauses, and then starts to have a little smile]
Anya: Thank you, Y/N. That was very thoughtful.
Y/N (joking): Well, when you're a janitor, you appreciate those who leave smaller messes.
Anya starts to giggle softly...
Can u do anya from mouthwashing x mechanic butch reader?? 😳 I want yuri
A/n: I don’t even know you but I love you THANK YOU FOR THIS REQUEST AGH.
I was looking at mechanic Anya fanart on Pinterest and look at what I found.
AHAHAHAHHA. Sadly I don’t have the creds to this photo but if anyone does, lmk!!! Also Russian Anya <3
Mechanic Anya x fem!nurse!reader
Day in the life of the (anti/ICARUS) tulpar crew!
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7:00AM
Most of the tulpar crew is awake by this time, first one awake has to be Swansea, then right after, Daisuke. Swansea is usually up earliest because he’s whipping up a tasty breakfast while everyone else gets their shit together.
You wake up to your door opening, Anya is standing over you as you blink yourself awake, making intimidating eye contact.
“Captain told me to wake you up, babes”
She says as she then rips the blanket of your body exposing you to the cold air conditioned room.
“Cmon, sweetheart, we don’t got all day.”
She said with slight smirk, slowing turning her back to you before leaving the room.
You get up, fighting your muscles as it feels like a ripe is tied around your waist and to your mattress, pulling you back. You swing your legs over the side of the bed, taking a deep breath of which you side out while you you stared at your lap.
She’s right, we don’t got all day.
You stand up to walk to the bathroom to freshen up and wash your teeth and face, the usual routine, when you catch Daisuke at the sink washing up as well.
“Morning, Daisuke.”
He greeted you with a hum of acknowledgment mumbling your name name along with a good morning. Mixed in there. He looks rough, must be from staying up all night doing all that paperwork. Hard working kid doing his best.
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7:45AM
You walk out to the dining being caught of guard by Anya who grabs you by the waist and plants you in the seat next to yours.
Anya has always been this way. Yeah, a little rough around the edges but she has always been the one you were able to confide in. Helping you reach high things like medicine bottles at the top of the shelf, evaluations were more like hangouts, hell she would carry you to bed and tuck you in when she found you asleep at your desk. She always seems to be around when you need assistance. It seems she took a liking to you.
So it’s no wonder why she pulled you next to her.
Swansea served a warm breakfast with the most tender smile on his face, God, his kids must love him.
“Today’s menu is bacon pancakes and omelettes!”
Swansea says in a cheerful tone as you offer him a smile.
That’s when you decide to look around the table to get a read on everyone.
Captain curly is sitting at the end of table reading a newspaper getting ready to light one of his smelly cigars.
Daisuke is already looking at financial stats, stressed with a hand on his forehead and his glasses slightly slipping off.
Jim is being well, Jim.
And Anya is…looking at you.
“Did I say morning yet?”
She ask you with a soft smirk on her face.
You shake your head in response.
“Well, good morning, beautiful.”
So yeah, you ate breakfast not making eye contact again with her after that, did I mention you visibly looked flustered? Cause GIRL. And when Anya saw this it just made her even more flirty. To know that all it took was calling you beautiful to get your chest to sink low and high like lunar tides had her feeling a bit cocky.
She just giggled at ate the rest of her food after that.
You were too shy to admit her laughter sounded like your favorite song. But god, you wish you could.
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2:34PM
It was now the afternoon. You were doing your usual works, looking over prescriptions, taking inventory of all the meds, checking the crews latest checkups. You really had to talk about the captain about his smoking.
You whip your head to a knocking on your door, it sounded a bit slow but loud. You immediately knew.
“Come in, Anya.”
When you saw Anya walk in you did not expect to see you limping toward you with almost a guilty look with a bloody nose. You stood up in your seat as if it were adrenaline controlling you.
“WHAT HAPPENED?!”
You questioned as you rushed over to her, grabbing her cheeks to examine her face.
“Baby, calm down, breathe.”
Anya said as she started to slow her breathing to guide you into a calm state, grabbing you by your shoulders than wrapping herself around so you could help her stand.
“Don’t give me that bullshit, Anya, what happened?”
She chuckled, amused at how you were reacting as if she wasn’t in her at least once a week for dropping something in her food, or accidentally cutting herself on some wires, like this wasn’t a common occurrence.
“I tripped on my toolbox and fell flat on my face.”
She replied in a matter of fact tone.
You sighed, you wanna question if that what was really happened but knowing her, she was unfortunately telling the truth. Yeah, she was tough and strong and pretty and awesome and beautiful, but very clumsy, especially for a mechanic.
You sighed and guided her to the examination bed and sat her down.
“How’d you get the limp?”
You questioned as you smacked your latex gloves on.
“I think I twisted my ankle when I hooked my foot on the toolbox.”
Awesome. You checked out her ankle and nose.
“Okay so, your nose is fine and your ankle has a minor sprain. I would recommend elevating your ankle, putting on a cold compress and keeping the heavy lifting to the minimum. You can get ice from Swansea in the kitchen.”
She stared at you, blinking a few times.
“That’s it?”
She questioned to which you replied.
“You need help getting to the kitchen?”
She smirked at this, cocking her head to the side at your comment.
“You aren’t gonna kiss my booboo’s better, nurse?”
. . . There was a long pause after she said that.
You leaned over and pressed a kiss to her nose.
This time it was her turn to get all wide eyed and flustered. Before you could say anything else you walked out your office to see if Swansea could whip you up a snack and give you that ice.
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10:47 PM
Bed time.
Daisuke was up in his room looking over MORE papers even after “winding down.” Taking a shower, and getting ready for bed.
Jim was fast asleep probably cuddling his teddy bear.
Swansea made himself a warm cup of tea to help his eyes get heavy and sway him off to sleep, probably reading on his fuckin kindle with a calm smile in bed.
Captain Curly was star-fished in his bed with only half of the blanket on his body, snoring at his lungs full capacity with drool escaping out the corner of his mouth.
You and Anya? You both were cuddled up on the couch with a warm soft faux fur blanket draped over your backs. Packed together as if you were two balls of clay smooshed and molded together, like a puzzle. You were both watching the big screen showing a simulated window of the night sky from earths perspective with soft fluffy softly pixelated clouds and twinkling stars. Her nose buried at the top of your head and into your hair. A firm yet gentle arm wrapped around your back to tenderly rest on your hip.
“Do you think we can see a constellation on the screen?”
Anya ask you in a familiar soft tone. A tone she used with you when you both were alone. A tone preserved for you and you only.
“Maybe. Do you know any constellations of the top of your head?”
You turn your head to point your eyes up at her.
“Only the one’s in your eyes.”
She replied.
. . .
“Pfttt! You’re so corny, Anya!”
You laugh a bit but she only smiles
“Yeah…”
She doesn’t sound like she’s really paying attention, her mind seems elsewhere.
“You okay, Anya?”
She snaps out of it a bit.
“Sorry, yeah u just-“
She struggles to finish her sentence before roughing it out.
“I really wanna kiss you right now.”
She stares into your eyes waiting for a reply.
“What’s stopping you?”
You don’t know where that confidence came from, it was usually Anya imitating and flirting, but something in her eyes sparked a sense of courage in you.
And before you could investigate the sudden rush of courage any longer, Anya leans in, meeting your lips in a rushed messy response but the more you kiss and wrap your arms around, climbing into her lap you feel her become more calculated and relaxed.
You can here Anya mumble a few things is Russian as you kiss her more something along the lines of
“Я этого ждал...”
But it was hard to focus on with the way her tongue intruded your mouth and how a hand came up hold your jaw as her other hand snaked up and down your body.
Eventually she pulled away.
“It’s late..”
You responded a bit out of breathe.
“I’m aware.”
With that she picks you up and carries you to your room. She kicks your door open and walks towards your bed tenderly tucking you in, affection lacing her eyes as she looked at you with a dopey smile before pressing a kiss to your forehead.
“Увидимся завтра, красавица.”
She says, almost whispered.
Yes.. you and Anya are good “Friends” indeed.
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Translation: Я этого ждал = I’ve waited for this.
Увидимся завтра, красавица = see you Tomorrow, beautiful.
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wanted to slip in a potential oneshot request,,,
either the reader or Anya are having bad period cramps, which are triggering because of past sa, and the other comforts them through it?
of course, anon! i opted for Anya's POV, being comforted by reader. <3 thank you for sending a request!
a soothing balm
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