May I suggest: when they realize they're in love with you OR... first time they tell you "I love you" with the mashle guys?
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(reader is gn! reader)
mash doesn't consider his feelings for you to be love or not until his friends ask him out of pure curiosity. he knows that he feels something for you, but that's as far as he considers. you make him feel more than most people do, even when you're not doing anything special. if he were to choose spending time with you over making cream puffs, he'd prefer to make cream puffs with you. it's not that fun making them by himself anymore, mash figured.
besides, it's not like mash really knows what love is. there's no solid description of it, but according to his friends, dot especially, it's a strong feeling that makes you want to spend more time with a certain someone or just be near them at any time of the day.
and to mash, he figures he does love you when you poke your head into your dorm room and his heart does a silly jump, but his eyes light up without him knowing. poor mash, not realizing that he's so wrapped around your pinkie that anyone could practically see a dog tail wagging behind him every time he sees you.
finn wants to implode at the mere mention of love. not because he doesn't love you, no. but because he's not sure if he's ready to say it. he doesn't know if he should admit it because he fears that if he does, he'll scare you off. but finn knows he loves you. more than he'd like to admit. even a mere glimpse of you in the hallways or classrooms sends his heart soaring, but finn knows that he loves you because he feels so safe with you.
you're a home he wished he had in his childhood, back when he thought a home was a building. but finn learned that a home is a person's heart, and he's made himself at home in your heart just as much you've found one in his. and he hopes you'll never leave it. there's nowhere else safer for him than in your arms with your hands in his.
finn knows that things will be okay because he loves you, even if he hasn't come around to saying just yet.
there are very few things lance hesitates about. in fact, one might think there's nothing that would make him stumble more than the knowledge that his sister might get a boyfriend one day. but those kinds of people don't know him. they all assume he only has his sister in his mind and nothing else, but that's not true at all.
no, lance hesitates the most when he considers for a brief moment if he truly loves you more than anna. of course, the argument there would be: it's a different kind of love; there's no comparison! but that's not what lance is questions. he doesn't want to be a waste of your time. he doesn't want to look back and realize you were never his first priority when you should've. he doesn't know if he could handle the heartbroken and disappointed look you give him when you realize you weren't his first priority, the first person he thinks of when he wakes up to the last person he thinks of when he falls asleep.
lance knows you should be. and therefore, he questions his love for you. and when he realizes that you're no mere second or third priority in his life, lance feels comforted. only when he is self-assured can he face you as your lover. because you deserved his full devotion.
of course he does; dot has no doubt in his mind that you are the only thing on his mind for a good portion of the day. he daydreams and dreams about you, spends any spare waking moment wondering what you're doing, if you've ate, if you're sleeping well, if you're having a good day, and so on. to dot, you're on a whole different level of vip, even more than his friends and sister. so yes, dot doesn't hesitate to say bold declarations of love because what else could these feelings be?
dot is the picture perfection description of a simp, down bad, head over heels, and rose-tinted glasses all at once. there's really no question behind it when he's grinning like an idiot at a picture of you and him on your latest date, rubbing it into his friends faces and declaring you as nothing short of his heart, soul, and world. and dot's words are only simple and bold because he sees no need to use fancy, illustrating words for the love that burns for you night and day.
abyss loves you like you're the only reason he gets up in the morning. he doesn't even have to open his eyes to think about you; the darkness beneath his eyelids makes him crave your blinding smile and warm embrace immediately. oh, how he longs for the future days where you can wake up in his arms, the mornings and nights when you're the first and last thing he sees. abyss knows he loves you... he craves you in more than mere carnal ways.
abyss has no need of the sun when he has you; abyss has no need of a large manor that he grew up in the basement of when he has you. he needs nothing else but you, and there's nothing that deters him from knowing that he loves you. and he knows you know he loves you because you're so gentle with him, his heart, his body, his soul. there's no amount of words he could say to describe how you make him feel, but all he knows is that you must be a reward, a blessing from the heavens because he had some great and marvelous thing i his past life.
whenever abyss looks at you, he knows. all the trouble and suffering in his childhood was all the more worth it when he found you in his life. found you in the sunlight, humming and swaying with the sunny breeze, sitting there like you had stepped out of a painting, feeling like you were made of silk. how soft and delicate his love is, but stronger than anything else in the universe.
is there truly a word abel could use to describe how he feels around you? was there really a phrase of sorts, something poetic but simple that he could use to explain how painful yet delightful his love for you is? he wonders, truly.
abel is no genius with his feelings, but he knows that you are what he's been looking for. you are the other half of his soul, the puzzle piece that fits the you-shaped gap in his heart; you're simply so perfect for him to love that abel feels like it is a sin to love you. a sin to love you and desire you the way only he could, to crave you and seek you out when he misses the sight and feel of you, perhaps even the taste of your lips on his.
abel is no genius with his feelings, yet he knows that this love between you and him are for the two of you alone. no one else gets to lay a hand on it, lest this love be a sin to anyone else, a maze of torturous wants and needs that could only be fulfilled by you. but they can't have you. because abel has you. therefore, this love is only for you and you alone.
there's very little wirth feels like he needs to prove. he knows he's strong, he knows he's smart and has wealth that his other peers are jealous of. and he knows he loves you.
but does he? does he love you the way you deserve? are you content being loved by him? are you pleased with the love you've found in hi heart, all for you to take and take with no expectations of giving anything in return? perhaps a glance or two his way and maybe a smile will do nicely, wirth thinks. he'll do just about anything and everything that you wish him to do, just as he had for his father who gave him no recognition and no praise for his hard work. you, on the other hand, gave when you weren't required to. you recognized, acknowledged, and praised him beyond words. you touched his heart when no one else wanted to, and now he's so hopelessly yet willingly yours.
wirth knows he will never be happier with anyone else. they could never provide him with what you give him, even if you didn't need to. all your sweet words and touches, warm eyes and hands, down to your very breath seems to sing praises to him, and wirth thrives.
oh please, please ask rayne if he loves you. please ask when he knew he loved you. he begs. he begs and pleads and waits for the day you walk about to him with the cutely curious glint in your eyes, adorably asking him when he knew he loved you because he has an answer. an answer that's been holed up in his pocket like a housekey waiting to be brought out at the end of a tiring day of work.
rayne knew he loved you the moment you came to him in tears, apologizing over and over again until he was more worried you were going to pass out from the lack of air in your lungs than whatever you did wrong. he found it so silly yet lovable that you were so sorry that you spilled your morning coffee on his rabbit handkerchief, knowing he cherished it. but there was nothing more he cherished than you. rayne loves you more than all the money in the world, all the wealth and comfort the world and its people could lay at his feet. why would he need all that when he has you right beside him? don't be silly, he has no thoughts of leaving you, so you shouldn't be either. you were his for the taking to day you sobbed into his chest over spilled coffee on his handkerchief. you were his to love and cherish and keep when he tilted your head up and had the first taste of your lips against his.
there's no love like rayne's, and rayne knows he got you hook, line, and sinker.
ah yes, the one man who acts like you don't mean anything more to him than a housemate and a coworker. orter is insufferably emotionally constipated, so please bless him if he can't show his love for you properly. orter has considered telepathically sharing his thoughts with you whenever he thinks of you and fawns over you in his head, but he doesn't because he knows neither of you will get anything done. you're better off having blind faith that this guy loves you because while you and him think he's being sly and sneaky, his coworkers and especially his brother can see otherwise.
how do you now know that he covers the table with his head when you go under to grab something you dropped? how do you not realize that he has memorized your coffee order top to bottom? how do you not see how he knows how you like your eggs, steak, or any food order that you've made at any restaurant? how do you not see orter madl going above and beyond for you?
the answer is simple: he's never given you a reason to expect anything less. orter, from acquaintance to marriage, never gave you a reason to expect anything less from you because he knew when he met you that you were going to be something else to him. cringey, i know, and he knows too, but there's really no other way to explain it. but because that's the case, you don't see his efforts because orter doesn't want you to. he doesn't want to be praised for something he sees elementary, basic, and put promptly, the lowest standard.
I've been wanting to request and imagine a fem reader as a Rukkhadevata from genshin impact with mashle.
Then, I found your account and then I want to request mashle characters x Rukkhadevata! Fem reader platonic.
One-shot
Fem reader is a goddess who is send to the world to watch over living beings, she is already exist long ago, she meet the trio's (walhberg, meliadoul and cryil) teacher I forgot what is his name.
She take him as her students then teach him about magic, she admire his dedication to make people who don't have lines on their face can live with the people who have liner.
When he is grown up and have students, he introduce them to her. The trio's curious expression turn into a surprised or awe in the sight of her.
They have heard the story of a goddess who safe humans from a hunger because the plants are withered at that time, then she come to them and help to grow the plants to be alive again.
But, when he died one day. She feel sad because of the only students she had is died, then she never show herself again to any humans after that incident.
That change when little mash meet her, before he meet her. He is lost in the forest because he wander too far from his home and don't remember the way.
She sense a human is lost in the forest, then she came to him and offer to help him. He stared at her in awe, then the innocent little mash ask her a question " Are you a fairy?".
She in the end, help him to find the way back home. After that she give him a spell to protect him because she know, person who doesn't have line is seen as a problem, to keep him safe from danger she give him a spell of protection.
Time skip, mash is already a teenager and school at the bureu of magic , the time they know he doesn't have a magic and got called to a place to meet a Important person (I forgot who that old bald man is) , then he meet other divine visionary too.
Until rayne stop orter from harming mash (who can't even harm mash,because of the protection spell rukkha! Fem Reader use) , then came walhberg pleading the divine visionary to give mash a chance and said that he have a protection from the goddess of wisdom.
The people who have never seen Rukkhadevata! Fem reader just think of her as a kid story or just a rumor.
When its time to fight the cryil, his kids and his armys. Rukkhadevata came to help the people to defeat him, use her power and seal away his power for the time being after he rewind the time so as if nothing is happening.
The people who never meet her now see the goddess of wisdom in front of their eyes, maybe now Rukkhadevata!fem reader won't lock herself in the forest.
Well, she spent her time now get along with the other people.
A seed of hope in a barren land
Synopsis: Fem!Rukkadehvata!reader appears in the initial battle against Cyril (Innocent Zero) to save the day. Everyone is shocked to see that she she's alive and well.
Cw: Fem reader; violence; reader is op; reader does have a canonical appearance/ personality.
The skies were grim. Innocent Zero, his forces and the Divine Visionaries were engaged in battle. Powerful spells were cast back and forth between the esteemed magic users. Any sane person wouldn't dare interfere! Even if they did, how could they? Neither side left any room for another to do so.
So when all light was overtaken by an intimidating scarlet, everyone feared the worst. And it was soon confirmed when they saw defeated team of magic users, barely standing and rapidly losing energy.
The air was still. Though still, it carried a weight that made the gravity of their situation clear. Time slowed. Everyone could feel every again using second. Except the red eyed villain had nothing to do with it.
But just as the bodies began to hit the ground, a serene green light shine from beneath them. Instead of finding themselves crashing into the harsh floor, the injured landed into a sea of flowers. Each petal was a pristine gold hue. Coltsfoot and cotton lavenders scattered the once barren land.
Amongst the flowers stood a single figure— tall, gracious. Her hair flowed in long strands of silver as her robes reached to the ground. A sense of calm fell over everyone present. Nobody could believe their eyes. She who stood before them couldn't exist! She should've eroded with the sands of time. And yet, here she stood, facing Innocent Zero with a peaceful, yet firm expression.
The first to recognise the divine being was the student of Adam Jobs himself. His eyes widened a fraction. The woman who stood before them bore a striking resemblance to the bleary face from his younger days with his master— a woman who so greatly impacted magic that her name was carved into its history to never be forgotten. So when the head of the Divine Visionaries and the magicless student recognised her too, her identity became clear.
"Greater Lord Rukkhadevata!"
"A fairy!"
For a moment, the initial shock and awe of the bundle had been passed to take in Mash's odd statement.
What.
What could he have possibly meant by that?! The mushroom-head pointed a finger at you with wide eyes.
"Y-You're the fairy who saved my life!" he stammered, clearly astonished. The jaws of everyone else present dropped. As in this guy saw you? In broad daylight? Without doing anything to summon you?
In response, you graced him with a smile. "Indeed I am. A pleasure to see you again." In truth, you weren't that far off from speaking the truth. You were happy to see him again... unharmed. It meant that your protective spell worked!
With that out the way, your attention turned to the man above. He wore something akin to an amused grin on his face as he stared down at you. "My, I didn't expect this. I had assumed you perished long ago. If memory serves, Jobs' death did affect you."
You deeply sighed, gracefully rising from your spot amongst the flora. "Cyril," you began— voice calm despite the chaos. "Stop this. I cannot allow you to use Adam's teachings to commit such vile acts. Not only is it morally wrong, but his teachings are mine, by extension. I refuse to let you use our knowledge to harm others." To back up your words, you lifted your hand in his direction.
The crimson eyed magic user simply scoffed and raised his staff to cast a spell of his own. Cyril was confident in his magic. And rightfully so! Not only was he gifted, but he'd also collected the magic of others. So in his mind, there wasn't even a doubt in his mind.
That was all you needed.
Then, there was a seed. It appeared right before his face with a soft, green glow. The next moment was quick— quicker than anyone could follow. The seed sprouted into long, strong vines that wrapped around his form. Their hold was tight, ensuring that he couldn't escape their grasp. Slowly, his body began to dissipate into pollen. It was light, almost peaceful. But to everyone else, it looked horrific. In their eyes, the kind lady in the fairytails was disintegrating their sworn enemy!
Soon enough, the threat had disappeared in a puff of pollen that delicately fell to the floor. Not a trace of him had been left. Everyone stood in astonishment. Mash was the first to speak, "Did you just... kill him?"
Freezing in your place, you turned to him with a mortified expression. "Goodness, no! I simply teleported him elsewhere. I'd never do anything so vile."
Your response brought a wave of relief over everyone present. The tension lessened and your gaze rose to the stadium. From the corner of your eye, you could spot something dissipating in the distance. The dark cloud that resided over the land faded, bringing light once more.
Now that the threat was gone, everyone felt a great weight lift from their shoulders. You roo were at ease, but you knew better than to sink into it. "He'll return," you blankly stated. Everyone's gaze whipped to you. "I only temporarily sealed his power. Someway, somehow, he'll find a way to break that seal and return."
You turned your head to meet the wide eyes of the injured magic users. "Until then, I don't mind assisting your preparation." As if the gods themselves wanted you to have the most cinematic experience, the sun poked its light through the clouds and illuminated the scene with a bright, golden hue. The gold complimented the soft, radiant smile you offered.
a/n: This is why reading is important! I almost made this a standard hc list! (The hc list made me want to kms.) Then, I read the request and I signed a breath of relief 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭
Otherwise, I'm actually super happy with this one! Though it is off topic, when I still played Genshin, I was a HUGE lore player! So getting GLR request, I was over the moon.😊💃🏽💃🏽💃🏽
But back to the actual fic, I actually chose the flowers on purpose! I did a tiny bit of research (since I know flat nothing on flowers) and found that coltsfeet a cotton lavenders mean justice and purification! So there's a fun fact!
Also, I'm putting this here because this was the og header I was gonna use, but liked the other one more. It also happens to be the referenced when describing her first appearance. So this is kinda what everyone saw when she spawned in.😋
Dot x Fem! Reader where they become roommates but people didn’t they were dating
Or…
Too lily x fem! Reader where reader was on their period and her gf comfort her
Have a good day or night!
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| Hello, shell reader. I hope you enjoyed the inked letter and to satisfy your craving, i did both. This will be female reader, fluff and the request seems to be cutted off so i just did my own way. Enjoy the inked letter.
Word Count : 445 words
@ladybunny44, do not plagiarised. Feel free to request any letter and you can also request what colour and style you want for the cover post.
Suprise..? - Dot Barrett
Dot was someone who always thinks he is the main character, so for him to have someone is impossible. That’s what others think, but what they don’t know, he is taken by Lance Crown twin.
Same hair, same face expression but the difference is, she is not that obsessed with her youngest sister, she loves her little sister, yes. But not that obsessed like her twin. Her twin are really overprotective of both of them.
She was famous among the guys in Easton Magic Academy, so imagine, she admitted having a crush on the guy who was despised by girls due to his obnoxious, main character syndrome guy, and who was really desperate for a girl.
They have been dating for three months now without anyone knowing, surprising I know. But, fate happens to be on their side as Dot had to move to a new room due to his roommate accidentally exploding their room. So, the academy moves him to her room as she’s the only one who accepted him.
She helped him with moving his stuff and yes, it’s been 1 week he stayed with her. Their nights are filled with cuddles and small kisses, and they don’t have to sneak into each other's room every night now.
Imagine Lance was surprised when Lemon decided to have a sleepover in his twin rooms and saw that she, aka her twin, was wearing Dot clothes. He, Lemon, Finn and Mashle did a double take on them both seeing how Dot also is wearing a matching set also with his twin.
“ Wait… am I seeing right..? “ Lance asked as he just stared blankly before his eyes rolled back, fainting on the spot. Finn and Lemon panic quickly as she and Mashle just sigh deeply.
They waited for few minutes before Lance woke up again,
“ HOW LONG?! “ He said grabbing her should shake her.
“ Since we fought Able or whatever the guy's name was.“ She replied with a deadpanned face.
Lance then glared at Dot with hatred, “ YOU trying to play with my little sister feeling, aren’t you?! “
“W-WAIT NO! I LOVE HER VERY MUCH!” He replied hiding behind you shivering in fear.
She sighs softly as she glances at all of them, “ I also love him very much, it’s unexpected but he treated me with care. He even met Anna. “ Lance's eyes widened again like a saucer before fainting again.
Well, after the discovery, let's say that Dot never got to do PDA privately again without a certain blue-haired guy twin stalking them but, he couldn’t care less especially when he got to be an actual main character in his lover's life.
Hi, I'm wondering if you could write me some Mashle x reader? (Any is fine! I kinda want Finn x reader) Oh could i be ☕ anon?
WHAAAAAAAT?!
THE MASHLE FANDOM IS STILL ALIVE HERE?!?? OMGGGGGGGGGGG!!!!!!!!!!!!
I’M OBSESSED WITH WIRTH AND AGITO!!!
I REALLY HOPE KOMOTO-SENSEI GIVES US A BONUS STORY OR A SEQUEL!!!
I’m in the mood to write a love story 'short' fanfic about them (Mash, Lance, Dot, and Finn) angst, happy and romantic ahh 'short' fanfic
And to anon, I’m really sorry!! I don’t know what you mean by ☕ anon!! I’m still new to all these Tumblr slangs. Thank you for understanding!
ENJOYYYYY
Mash Burnedead:
You and Mash are true companions, close friends who have shared both joy and sorrow. In the journey of life, filled with storms and crashing waves, you are on the same ship, drifting through the trials of the world. Yet for Mash, none of it truly fazes him. It’s not because he’s unshakable, but because he holds onto a simple truth: peace isn’t a place without storms—it’s being by the side of those he loves.
Mash may not fully understand the meaning of “peace” in words. What he knows is that your presence, like the presence of his adoptive father, like the warmth of his friends, is the harbor that always soothes him. You, with every reassuring grip of your hand, every word of encouragement, have become the anchor that keeps his world steady, even when everything else seems to fall apart.
For Mash, peace is simple—it’s your presence, your smile, your existence. In a world full of challenges and uncertainties, you’ve become his home, his refuge. With you, he’s discovered that peace isn’t a final destination, but the journey he takes with those he holds dear. You are his guiding star in the dark of night, a small light reminding him that he is never alone.
Lance Crown:
Your relationship with Lance is a story full of color, complex and never simple. There were times when you fought fiercely, like sworn enemies bent on bringing each other down. But at other times, without a word, you gazed into each other’s eyes with a love so real it felt as though the world went silent, leaving only the two of you. Your love wasn’t a sudden explosion but a gentle melody that grew over time. Step by step, you built something beautiful—a small family filled with wonder.
Lance never said it aloud, but when you walked down the aisle with his sister, tears fell from his eyes, unbidden. He saw the two people he cherished most in the world glowing with happiness. In the quiet of his heart, he wished time would stop. In that moment, all he wanted was to hold your hand like he once did—the hand he had saved from danger, the hand he had always protected.
Now, years later, you sit together on your porch, reminiscing about the past and dreaming of the future. Your hand is still in his—the same hand he had clung to tightly when storms raged, the same hand he kissed with gratitude whenever the world felt too heavy. There’s joy in this simplicity, but also a bittersweet ache in the memories that come rushing back.
Dot Barret:
Dot was once known as the guy who was—let’s be honest—a bit odd. Delusional, they said. But you? You didn’t care. You saw something others couldn’t. Whether your eyes were just too sharp or your heart too full of love, you saw a little spark inside him. And you? You were the wood. The moment you got close, that spark turned into a roaring flame. Everyone looked at the two of you like they were watching a romantic drama sprinkled with sitcom moments.
“She loves me!” Dot would often shout to his friends, pounding his chest proudly. His friends? They’d just shake their heads. “Dot, are you serious? You? Found love? Is this some kind of April Fool’s joke?” But you knew the love was real. And Dot? Sure, he might’ve been odd, but he was your kind of odd.
Fast forward a few years, who would’ve thought Dot is now a dad! When was the last time he forgot to turn off the stove? Now, he’s busy trying to put out the metaphorical fires... in his kids’ fiery personalities. Literally. His children inherited his blazing spirit, and, yeah, that often leaves Dot overwhelmed. Some nights, he slumps on the couch and sighs, “These kids are just like me, but times ten! God, why does this have to happen to a handsome man like me?” But amidst all the chaos, you and Dot remain a flame that never goes out. Together, you’re a warm home, even when storms rage outside.
So, when was the last time you felt lucky to have Dot? Maybe when he forgot the groceries but came home with a plastic flower, saying, “This is eternal love, just like mine for you.” Romantic? Maybe. Odd? Definitely. But you? You know this strong, wonderful man is yours forever.
Finn Ames:
Finn Ames, a boy once known as timid and tearful, grew up as a street kid wandering with his older brother. A harsh life taught him to always rely on his brother’s protection, especially when he made mistakes or was scolded by others. The world seemed to solidify one fact: Finn was a burden. That’s what he believed, and that’s what he despised about himself.
However, everything changed when he met people he came to call friends—people who never mocked his weaknesses but accepted him for who he was. One of them was you. You, an absurd woman whose quirks seamlessly blended with those around you. But to Finn, your eccentricity was overshadowed by the love that, unbeknownst to him, had taken root in his heart. At first, Finn rejected those feelings outright. To him, they were nothing more than fleeting winds. You, with your kindness and strength, felt far beyond his reach. "How could someone like her ever love a crybaby like me?" he thought to himself over and over.
With all the guilt in his heart, Finn vowed never to be a burden again. He tried—he truly did—to be more independent, stronger. But as if it were written in the stars, he continued to fail. He remained troublesome, clumsy, and just… himself. Yet you? You stayed by his side. Just like his friends, you never left him. You ate cream puffs with him, laughed with him at the beach, and studied with him as if all his flaws were just natural parts of life that didn’t need fixing.
Until one day, Finn could no longer hold back his feelings. With a heart full of fear, he confessed his love to you. He had already prepared himself to be rejected, to be pushed away. To him, that was the price worth paying to finally reveal the truth he had buried for so long. But your response was far different from what he expected.
The world seemed to stop for a moment. His tears, which he had always considered a weakness, flowed freely. But this time, he wasn’t crying out of fear—he was crying out of happiness. That day, for the first time in his life, he felt completely accepted.
Years passed. Finn grew old with you by his side. You, the absurd woman who often made him laugh with the smallest things, became the center of his world. He often hugged you tightly, crying on your shoulder whenever life felt too overwhelming. But you never felt annoyed or burdened. Instead, you always returned his embrace, gently rubbed his back, and said softly, “It’s going to be okay. I’m here, and we’ll get through this together.”
Until the end of his life, Finn was grateful to have found you. You were a miracle in his hard and painful journey. And when death finally called him, he knew he was never alone, because you had made his life’s journey full of pure, everlasting love.
Note:
THANK YOU SO MUCH, EVERYONE! SORRY IF THERE ARE ANY MISTAKES OR IT’S NOT LORE-ACCURATE, REALLY SORRY I'M TRYING MY BEST!🙇♀️🙇♀️🙇♀️
Hi, I really love your writing and I was wondering if I could request number 20 or 52 from the fluff/angst prompt list for Bette and Dot? I feel like they deserve a little more love
It was a nice day. You, Bette, and Dot were on a picnic, the sun was shining, and you were having fun. You couldn’t ask for anything more.
“Hey! What’s up, freaks? Y’all going to hell!” A truck rushed by, some teenage boys screaming out of it. “Fuck you!”
“God—” You leaped up, ready to go chasing after them even if you couldn’t catch up. Yet, Bette and Dot grabbed you and held you back. “Let me go after them!”
“You can’t.” Dot tugged you down while Bette spoke. “It doesn’t matter, Y/N. We’re used to it.”
“You shouldn’t be! It’s not fair!” You turned around to see tears falling down Bette’s face. Dot was tenser than usual, a deep frown on her face.
“Hey, hey, I wouldn’t change a thing about you.” You uncurled your fists before tentatively placing your hands on their shoulders. “It’s not our fault they don’t—they don’t know how to care about other people. You guys are perfect, just the way you are, okay?”
“Oh, Y/N!” Bette surged forward and pressed a kiss to your lips. “Thank you so much for takin’ care of us, it means the world, truly.”
“Ah, don’t worry about it.” You blushed. “It’s just what you deserve. Don’t let anyone treat you as lesser beings.”
TThanks for reading! Want to read more? Request prompts from the angst/fluff list here, different ways to say “I love you” list here, and the AU masterlist here!
