reader has been looking after the baby when Ultraman stuff comes up. She seems to like you a lot, and when your making a big hand crocheted blanket she gets intrigued and cuddles it’s, after giving it back reluctantly you say your goodbyes and head out, but when you come back the next day, well, let’s say you had a bit of a time giving her giant blanket, I wanna know, the reaction to her getting her own blanket
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reader has been taking care of the baby kaiju and the pink baby has started to become attached, what happens when she sees some bad men on a news camera hurt her 2nd favorite human?
Ultraman: Rising x Reader!
I love both ideas 😩 I can write each part separately for you if you want me too.
Emi attentively watched as your needles gathered enough yarn to kneed a row. Her pepple shaped eyes never left your dancing hands as you carved your last piece of yarn together.
"Done. Now all I need to do is crotchet some designs on it." You looked away from you work and met contact with the large Kaiju that stood excitedly in her tube.
Kenji had called a few hours ago, asking if you were willing to watch the giant creature for him until he comes back. You were hesitant at first, as you weren't sure how to take care of a baby, let alone a Kaiju, but you eventually agreed and brought your yarns and other equipments to keep yourself busy. Because of this, Emi had been more focused on you than anything else.
"Oh, Emi, baby. You want to test it out?" You urged the blanket toward her. Her tiny eyes widen in excitement and knocked her first against the glass to reach for it. You chuckled at this. "I'll have Mina give it to you." With that being said, a robot hand took your work from your fingers and placed it in the tube for Emi to admire. "Now, Emi. You can't keep it. I still need to finish it. Okay? Understand?" The litte Kaiju screeched in response. You assumed she heard and understood your statement.
The blanket you made was almost the size of twenty cars in a parking lot. You don't even remember when you started crafting as it had took you so long to create it. But now you knew you were almost done.
"Ughhh," you turned your head to the tired voice in the distance. Kenji made his way next to you with his back hunched just slightly. His face held a lazy smile as he greeted you. "Hey, Y/N."
"At least you're home now." You smiled, watching as he sat himself down on a nearby couch. He took out a drink from the compartment that was underneath the couch.
"Emi wasn't too bad, was she?"
"Not at all." You moved yourself next to him. "I lend her the blanket I was making. Still not done yet, though, so I'll need it soon." Kenji nodded and drank the last but of liquid that was in the can.
"You're leaving soon?"
You chuckled. "Yes. I've got work tonight. I'll come back in the morning when I'm off." You stood up from the couch and slightly rubbed your friend's shoulders. "I'll have Mina play some relaxing music so you can go to sleep. You have been busy keeping our lives in tact."
"Thanks, Y/N. I'll see you tomorrow." You only nodded your head with a smile and made your way back to Emi, who had the whole blanket wrapped tightly around her large body.
"Hey, Emi, baby. I need the blanket back. Is that okay? Can you give Y/N the blanket please?" You waited patiently for the little Kaiju to respond in any type of way to you. Her eyes looked over at her comforter then back at you. Her beak curved downwards as her eyes began to frown. You knew what was going to happen. "No, no, Emi, baby. I promise I'll give it back to you tomorrow, okay? There's no need to cry." You tried to keep her from tearing up, which was apparently working, as Emi was just trying her best not to cry.
Mina opened the tube and took the crotchet item from Emi and handed it back to you. It was large, so you bundled it all in your small arms.
"I'll see you tomorrow, Emi. You, too, Mina. Make sure Kenji gets a good night's rest." You waved before leaving the building.
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"Is this what you woke me early in the morning for?" Kenji rubbed his sleepy eyes as he watched you from his front door.
You were parked in front of his large house with an exciting smile. You moved yourself from your driver's seat and made your way to the back where the finished product of yesterday's work laid. "I need help bringing this blanket inside."
Kenji let out a groan and begrudgingly helped you bring in the large blanket.
"Is Emi asleep? I wanted to surprise her with it." Kenji only shrugged and began walking to where Mina was keeping a watchful eye on the Kaiju.
At the sight of her father and you, Emi let out an excited screeched. Her Kaiju fingers were placed together as she took notice of the giant blanket being dragged by you and Kenji.
"Hey, Emi. Good morning." You smiled and smiled back. "I finally finished the blanket." You looked at Mina, who got the idea that you wanted to give the giant bay the blanket, so she did so.
Emi eyes sparkled at the finished work. Her hands clinged tightly on the blanket as she held it close to her. She jumped happily, making what felt like an earthquake to both you and Kenji. Needless to say, you knew you've done a good job with your gift to Emi.
Bonus Clip
"Emi, come on. Mina just wants to wash it. She'll give it right back to you." Emi kept the blanket close to her as Mina tried grabbing it. "It'll only be for a moment. Okay?" But the baby didn't listen. Her eyes began to flow with tears as Mina still continued to take away her blanket. "Emi, girl. Don't cry, please don't—" And just like that, Emi let out an irritating tune to the human ears as she wailed. Mina quickly let go of the Kaiju's possession and made her way next to her boss.
"Maybe we should just let her keep it."
"We might as well."
Thank you @that-teen2003 for submitting! I'm very much grateful.
You managed to surprise her! She stares at you for a moment before smiling, playfuly telling you that you are lucky because not only you have a really good taste but also your feelings are reciprocated, but as playful as she is Kaori is actually a bit flustered and she will try to hide it by resting her head on your shoulders and making sure you can't see the soft pink in her cheeks
Emi Igawa
You are really silly, you know that? Yeah, you caught her off guard but Emi quickly composed herself and look away from you, pretending to be annoyed because you are being too silly! But, she actually liked hearing it, even if you just want to mess with her any reminder that you love her as much as she does love you is nice to heard... so, yeah, she has a crush on you too
Kousei Arima
It take him a whole minute to not only realice what you had said but also understand it, in the mean time he just stares at you with his eyes wide open, but once the words finally hit him Kousei chuckles with a small blush, shyly admiting that the first time you said it it took him a lot to believe it, it seems that it is still dificult but it is really nice to hear it, it make him feel flustered
Takeshi Aiza
He is shocked, for a moment Takeshi forgets that you two are actually already in a relasionship and look at you with a inmense blush, after a moment of stuttering a bit he manage to say that he also has a crush on you and it is only after the words leave his mouth that he actually realices that you are just messing with him, he feels a bit like an idiot but decide to don't say anything about it and just laugh
Request: “Oh my god YES. Okay, can i have some headcanons for ms. Joke cheering up yph after a tough mission? Between school and the protests, i need some of her in my life right now - @pygmalia”
Notes: Of course, enjoy, and stay safe!
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She’s getting you to crack a smile whether you want to or not
She has the best (or the worst, depending on how you look at it) jokes up her sleeve
“I know it was a tough one, but at least that villain will be put behind bars for good! Speaking of, do you know how prisoners communicate?”
“Prisoners? No I’m not sur-”
“Cellphones.”
That joke didn’t get a chuckle? No worries, she’s got plenty more. All way cornier than the last
She refuses to use her quirk, when she gets you to laugh it’s going to be an honest one
If jokes aren’t hitting, there’s one last trick she has left
Much to Aizawa’s dismay Ms.Joke will spend the rest of the day shamelessly flirting with him to try to you to let out a smile
There entire dynamic is laughable
How she’s so happy go lucky and cheerful, while Aizawa is grumpy and easily annoyed
Hello! Could I request a female!Reader x Ms. Joke fic? Something really fluffy and silly with Emi, please, she gets like, no love in the fandom 😭
stOp PlAyiNG//fukukado emi x reader
|| i love emi w my whole heart
tw: kinda suggestive
“This is serious, Emi! We could get in trouble!” You scrambled around the closet she had shoved you in. She rolled her eyes affectionately, standing in front of the door so you couldn’t escape.
“Relax, (y/n)! You and I both know these banquets are so boring. What’s us messing around gonna—“
She was cut off but you pressing a hand to her mouth, eyes wide with a blush adorning your cheeks.
“Shh! What if someone hears you—“
“The only person they’d hear is you.” She teased after pulling your hand from her face, before pressing her lips to your fingers and pulling you closer by the waist. “Maybe a little more if you wanna~”
“Emi.” You warned, but the way you leaned against her told her you weren’t entirely against this. She smiled as your façade cracked.
“What? A little fun never hurt anyone.” She pressed her lips to your jaw with a hum, relishing in the way you melted.
“My idea of fun and your idea of fun seem to differ.” You argued, tilting your head further to the side to give her more room to work with. You felt her grin against your throat.
Heya, everyone! Alrighty, I saw the contest made by @heroheads and I couldn’t help myself. We haven’t talked, so I’m sure this must be awkward and therefore I have to apologize, but congratulations on that 500 followers milestone! I hope you don’t mind me getting in on this even though you don’t know me.
With that said, I decided to do Emi because honestly there’s not enough love for her, and it popped into my head almost immediately so, here we are! It’s, kinda angsty on Emi’s part, and it takes a while before we even get to the love but it’s there. I hope it’s enjoyable!
Find a guy, fall in love, get married. That had always been the plan.
For a while, Emi truly thought that was how it was going to go down. It was the expectation, it was how a woman knew she had reached the epitome of happiness. In her younger days, it was about all she could think about. Some guy coming in, sweeping her off her feet and towards happiness. She had been so ready for it all, but then it never came. None of the boys in her school ever seemed to really notice her. The few who didn’t turn her down… hadn’t quite met her expectations. There wasn’t a connection, there weren’t sparks, there wasn’t anything in any of the boys she had dated. Her stomach didn’t do flips when she saw them, there weren’t any fireworks going off when they kissed, and she never felt a single heartbreak when the relationship ended. For years she had been so confused by it all. Why was it that nothing clicked?
“Chin up, Emi. Just keep smiling, a nice boy will be sure to fall in love with you soon.” That’s what her mother always told her. She had always figured her mother to be right, she just had to keep trying. There was a man out there for her, she just had to find him!
But then, years had gone by. She put away all of the silly needs for love and doubled down on her hero work, she was young and she needed to get ahead of the game. The agency she had been accepted at was promising after all and it was the start of something spectacular, she could already feel it. She worked hard at her agency, at her job, and she was becoming incredibly successful. The public loved her and she often called home with a new story every week. Though it wasn’t long before the pressing question had jumped out at her.
So, when are you getting married?
Emi had been able to brush off the question at first, giving off hand remarks that her job had to come first, she had a good start and she shouldn’t squander it now by getting new priorities. But the question continued to be asked, and it was becoming harder and harder for her to laugh it off. The dating scene was starting to come back in her peripheral view. She started noticing all of the couples on the street, all of her friends talking about their own relationship. She found it hard to smile the day her friend told her about her engagement. All of the romantic holidays were suddenly becoming much more lonely and Emi found herself at a stand still.
This wasn’t like when she and her friends were younger. Even though they all tried dating, they always stuck together. And now, Emi stood, watching all of her friends go in different directions, arm in arm with the men of their dreams. Something tugged at her heart, not that she could place what it was. Despite her best attempts at dating again, she was left once more with the same empty feeling in her soul. Nothing had changed it seemed, and the frustration soon built up.
“So, have any boys entered your life yet?” Emi could practically hear her mother wiggling her eyebrows over the phone.
She rolled her eyes with a gentle smile. “Come on, mom. You only ask this question like, a hundred times a week,” she shot back.
“I’m just saying, honey. You’re starting to get up there in age, you’re going to want to find a man to settle down with. I found your father at the age of 21 and we were married by the time we were 22,” her mother sighed. “And yet you’re 25 and still single. You need to find a man-”
“Well, for your information, I already found one,” Emi interrupted, trying her best not to grip the phone too tightly in her hands. “He’s from the neighboring agency… Shouta Aizawa.” She wasn’t sure why she said his name of all people, but he was the one who stuck out the most. To be fair, he had always been kind to her, even when she could tell he would rather sleep.
Her mother paused, not expecting her daughter to actually have an answer, but the moment soon passed when a high pitched squeal travelled directly into Emi’s ear. “Oh, sweetie, I’m so happy for you! Tell me everything.”
That was how her infatuation with the underground hero began. She set her sights on him and became relentless in her affections, she sought hard to find every good quality about him. His soft looking hair, how clever he was, the small ways he showed affection. A lot of her energy was focused on how great he was, he would make the perfect husband and she would make the perfect wife. The image had been built before her, and she pursued relentlessly, it felt good to have at least somewhat of an answer whenever her mother asked her. And though the pressure had been somewhat alleviated, it was soon built back on as she entered her late 20s. Her pursuit for Aizawa wasn’t enough to appease her mother anymore and it felt like she was grasping at straws.
She sighed, as she downed her fifth drink in a row. It was late, she should have been calling it a night by now, but she didn’t have the energy to care. As of now, it was just her and her glass, until a dark figure sat on the seat next to her. She looked up to see none other than Aizawa and she giggled drunkenly as she reached her arms out to hug him. “Shouta~ it’s such a nice surprise to see you here!” She pouted when he dodged her open arms.
“Believe me, I’d rather not be here. But you seriously need to go home, you shouldn’t act like this in public,” he hissed quietly.
She giggled again, reaching to poke his cheek. “Aww, you do care! I knew you cared, deep inside,” she sung.
He swatted her hand away with a sigh, grabbing her by the shoulder and lifting her up. “Come on, you’re going home.” She didn’t fight him as he dragged her out of the bar.
The night air was chilly, and she sniffled as she stumbled through the street. She looked around her, seeing a couple ahead of them holding hands. She looked to her side and there was another one, laughing as they cuddled on a bench. Emi’s heart sank as her eyes travelled to the ground.
“You’re awfully quiet,” Shouta mused.
“...Why can’t things ever just work out, Shouta,” Emi asked. “Because I’ve tried so hard to make it work. I’ve given up so much to make things work between every guy I’ve dated, but it doesn’t feel right. Does...does that make sense? When you meet a person you fall in love with, it’s supposed to feel special and light and like your tummy is made of butterflies when they so much as say your name. But it doesn’t matter what I do because that never happens to me. Never.” She sniffed again, barking out a laugh. “It’s why I kept going after you so much. I thought if I just stayed focused on one guy, then it would have to work out, you know? If I didn’t give my heart any other choice I could just make it get feelings and not even that worked! I...I don’t feel the way I think I do about you… I don’t think I ever did. But, but I have to, because what else is left? If this doesn’t work, does that mean that’s it? Am I capable of being loved? Can I love? Because I’ve tried for years and it doesn’t work, I’m just unlovable and I’ll end up all alone with no one-”
“Hey.” Shouta abruptly turned her to face him. “Stop thinking like that. I…” He trailed off, occasionally opening his mouth and then shutting it before groaning and looking at her. “I’m only saying this once, so you better listen. Emi, you are full of love, you’re one of the most loving people I’ve ever met. You are kind and caring and make sure everyone else’s needs are met before taking care of your own. You are so selfless, you are capable of love, that I have no doubt of. Love isn’t something you can just force, it has to come naturally, and if it hasn’t, maybe you just need to start looking for that love in a different direction.” His eyes lost their hardened glare. “I’ll never love you the way you’ve tried to get me to, and I will certainly never marry you. But, for what it’s worth… you have my respect and my support.”
Emi looked at him for a long time, before smiling and hugging him tightly, letting little hiccups into his shoulder. “Thank you, Shouta. Thank you, thank you, thank you…” She smiled a little brighter when he patted her back.
“Alright, alright. Get off already, we’ve reached your building complex, anyhow.”
Quickly, she bounced off him, wiping her face of her tears and stumbling towards her apartment, only to land face first on the stairs and laughing.
A door was opened and a woman appeared, her mouth gaping as she looked at the scene. “Oh my God, Emi? What happened to you, are you okay?” She asked worriedly, rushing down the staircase to reach her.
Emi looked at her with a dazed smile. “Oh, it’s (Y/N)! Yay, hey Shouta, this is my neighbor (Y/N), isn’t she the best? Hehe, I’m fine though, really. Don’t worry about me at all,” she chirped.
She wasn’t buying it and looked towards Shouta. “She just had a little too much to drink, make sure she gets to bed,” were his only instructions.
The woman nodded as she managed to carry Emi back up the stairs, thanking Shouta and bidding him a good night, before looking back down at the hero in her arms. “You’ve been gone for hours without so much as a call, you really had me worried, Em.” She commented.
Emi waved it off. “Bah, I would’ve been fine! Besides, you’re so nice and pretty and you talk to me when I’m lonely and you bake me things when I’m sad. I have to come back or else I’d get sad and who would be there to bake me cupcakes? No one!”
She rolled her eyes with a grin as she opened the door to Emi’s apartment. “Fair enough, now come on, let’s get you to bed.”
Over the next few years, Emi took the words Shouta said to her to heart. She stopped chasing him at long last, and looked in a different direction, which is exactly how she did achieve her dream.
Indeed, she had reached the epitome of happiness, and she stared at herself in the mirror, twirling around in her wedding dress. After years and years of waiting, the day had finally come. Emi had fallen head over heels and nothing could stop the grin on her face on her wedding day. She had never been so happy. Her love had the perfect sparkling eyes, a melodic voice that always made her heart beat ten times faster, and she didn’t think there’d be a day when there wasn’t a full blown fireworks show in her mind when they kissed.
Truly, her plan had come to fruition, and all that was needed was just one, tiny adjustment to it…
Emi walked out into the hallway as she looked at her future wife, already waiting at the altar. (Y/N) was grinning at her, with tears brimming her eyes and Emi knew her own expression was a perfect mirror. It felt like she was floating on a cloud as she took her hands in hers, planting a kiss on her hand before slipping the ring over her finger, and giggling when (Y/N) did the same. Her stomach was filled with butterflies that only stopped when their bond was finally sealed with a soft and loving kiss. Emi pulled away only to hug (Y/N) as tight as could be. “I love you, I love you so much.” Her grin widened as she felt her wife squeeze her tightly, picking her up and laughing before resting her forehead against Emi’s.
“I love you too. Now, I believe we have a honeymoon calling our name.” She winked and Emi whooped as she was picked up bridal style and carried off to a new life.
———i had no idea if you wanted a headcannon or scenario so i did headcannons of dating. also reader is more gender neutral than just m!———
Fukukado Emi x gn!reader
⇝ Being with Fukukado Emi aka Ms. Joke is a trip
⇝ honestly?? any arguments end in the two of you laughing
⇝ you can honestly never stay mad at each other long regardless.
⇝ even when she isn’t using her quirk, there’s always plenty of smiles to go around
⇝ when you first met, she quite literally rammed into you, chasing down a petty theif
⇝ “pretty cute” you heard her mumble before jumping up to catch the villain
⇝ you stayed on the ground for a good five minutes before realizing you got hit on
⇝ the pun was greater than the pain
⇝ you managed to run into her again, this time not literally, when she happened to go to the same coffee shop as you
⇝ “you’re the cutie i ran into!”
⇝ you both sat in a booth together and just talked about random stuff
⇝ “i think i’d run into you again if it means i can get your number?” she’d sent you a wink
⇝ flustered™️
⇝ somehow manage to give her your digits without making a complete fool of yourself
⇝ it’s all downhill from there
⇝ date after date with this dork omg
⇝ she honestly loves quiet walks in the park ???? her work is so loud most times catching villains and teaching teenagers and silence is so nice sometimes
⇝ but don’t think she won’t have you screaming with laughter within the next second if she gets too bored
