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⊹ ۪ ࣪ reaper x reader, mercenary x reader, mad scientist x reader, enigma x reader, immortal x reader, kitsune x reader, fire elemental x reader, villain x reader, spider hybrid x reader, mantis hybrid x reader, moth hybrid x reader, harpy x reader, snake hybrid x reader, hero x reader, scientist x reader ⊹ ۪ ࣪
⊹ ۪ ࣪ ꒰ ALESSIO 781 ꒱ was reaching down his bag to grab new ammo for his gun, his hand skilfully rustling around the expanse of the pockets and rooms of it. until his long digits but met with a plastic wrapper atop them.
“what the fuck?” he had muttered quietly grabbing onto it and pulling it out from the bag. only to see a granola bar. he was confused, he never packed snacks for missions, and he’d certainly remember if he did. it wasn’t until he saw the note on the back that he began happily shuffling and dancing around. oh you’re gonna get all the kisses when he gets home an-
“man what is your problem” he groans after being shot by the guy opposite to him. “can’t you see I don’t have any fuckin’ ammo in my hand, this a granola bar. c’mon.” the man only stares at him, before receiving a bullet to the forehead and going slack on the ground.
⊹ ۪ ࣪ ꒰ TALISEN 781 ꒱ the snack you’d put into his bag had been caught in the mouth of one of his metal snakes that sit around his belt. designed to catch things that may fall out of any of his bags or pockets. and it was only when he had fended off the villain of the week that he noticed the small shining pack of rice cakes.
his slow beating cold heart had skipped a beat or two when he noticed the note from you, and a happy smile spread across his lips. one that is concealed by the chinese opera mask that sits on his face.
“oh how very sweet.” he chuckles softly and picks it up from the metal snakes’ mouth. “I should find a place to eat this in private, should I not? and then find you. . .” he sighs and chuckles happily “oh baobei you never cease to amaze me.”
⊹ ۪ ࣪ ꒰ RISHEN 781 ꒱ had been looking through his backpack to assure everything he had previously packed was still in it and caught a glimpse of a small box of chocolates, with a note from you on it. gods, you almost gave him a heart attack from the happiness that shot through him and made his heart speed up excitedly.
grinning and hugging his bag close to himself, he quickly slung it over his shoulder and made his way to the medbay of the order. happily getting ready for the long shift he had been assigned to, now that he knew he’d have something to eat to fuel his energy. other than the cafeteria food.
“I have to remember to call them in the break — call them and thank them and tell them that we are going out for a night drive to eat some good food and stare at the city lights.”
when she got home and found you laying in the bed, asleep. she all but snuck up to you and pressed a plethora of kisses onto your face, before joining you.
⊹ ۪ ࣪ ꒰ RISHIMA 781 ꒱ oh she had been working for quite a few hours until she even noticed the box with cherries, chocolate covered strawberries and a homemade mango and lychee smoothie that you had put in her bag for her, so that she’d remember to eat something.
and she only saw it by luck, with how she usually gets engrossed in work.
you knew her too well, was all she’d thought. admittedly fumbling a bit with the box as she picked it up with the slightest curl of a smile on her lips. she got to eating and drinking quickly, sighing as she at the very least got something in her system as she worked and monitored.
when she got home and found you laying in the bed, asleep. she all but snuck up to you and pressed a plethora of kisses onto your face, before joining you.
⊹ ۪ ࣪ ꒰ XU FENG 781 ꒱ oh baby he doesn’t notice anything, his hands only searching for books and document folders in his books. too focused and engrossed in his work, his index at times scraping across the lid of the box containing the little starfish nuggets you had put into his bag.
yet it is not noticed until way after he has finished off work.
with a sigh, the ceo leans back into his chair and moves his neck from side to side to help relieve the slight tension in it. along with his body stretching, a long groan slipping past his lips. and as he moves his work papers and files back into the bag, is when he feels the box full of nuggets.
his eyebrows furrow, before his ice blue irises flick to look into the room of the bag.
“ah. . . ah” he chuckles quietly and swipes his dark locks back with his hand before grabbing the container. “oh I always see stuff like this when it’s too late. but regardless, i get a little bit of food.”
꒰ xu feng, the inventor and ceo of xucorp, with a charming and kindhearted exterior that conceals the blood the he licks off of his teeth, never once letting you know about his villanous deeds. medium length straight black hair, ice blue eyes, tanned skin, height of 6'3" ꒱
⊹ ۪ ࣪ ꒰ RISHEN 209 ꒱ had just finished off one of his experiments. cleaning up and washing his hands to poke them into his bag and find his checklist to put down his little checkmark. but his fingers twitched as he felt a box unlike some of the other items inside of it.
drawing his hands away immediately and picking it up with a tendril instead to examine, his shoulders drop from their tensed state when he sees it’s just a box of snacks and smoothie for him. a note from you on the top it.
a small sigh leaves his lips, before he chuckles and takes it into his hands once more, opening it to see a few grapes, some chocolate, crackers, lychee and strawberry smoothie. the littlest whine leaves him as he opens it frantically to start eating. mindlessly letting his tendrils do the rest of the cleaning.
⊹ ۪ ࣪ ꒰ NADIA 9948E ꒱ often, the harpy does not care for her bag during work. too engrossed in sculpting, juggling between commissions and her own projects. it was rare she even so much as glanced at it — only, when she heard the familiar ping from her phone was when she halted her work on the latest statue. a gift for you.
she made her way over to the bag quickly and gracefully. hands digging through the bag to find the phone and mute any notifications, and as they do, her talon catches onto some fabric. pulling the cellular device and a small pouch out of the bag. one that is full of chocolate, nuts and dried fruits for her.
she stares for a moment, face full of surprise rather than the previous annoyed expression — all of her attention went onto the pouch, the phone forgotten quickly. thrown away as she grinned like an idiot. opening the pouch and eating from it merrily, her large owl wings fluttering and pupils expanding.
“cara mia. . . always so thoughtful.” she sighs lovingly.
꒰ nadia armetta, a sculptor and a woman of the arts, aimlessly spiralling in acres of vengance and no love for those who want to stop her in her path. short bob dark brown hair, hazel eyes, pale skin, 5'9" ꒱
⊹ ۪ ࣪ ꒰ TAKARA 9948E ꒱ the kitsune had been rushing from place to place in the spirit realm, following the trail of her team and trying to figure out where in the whimsical realm they could have stumbled away to.
eventually, through all of the flying around, running, jumping — fighting. they’d sat down and huffed, kicking their feet in slight annoyance at the rather mundane situation of not being able to find the people of their team. and as they sighed and threw themself back against the big cloudy mushroom they had sat on. they finally feel their ass hitting something in their back pockets they shouldn’t have.
so they sit up and reach behind to find two rice balls that are admittedly a little squished, but have a wrap around them and notes from you on them to remind them to take care.
her ears perk up happily and a fox laugh leaves her as she quickly unwraps the food. tearing teeth into it.
if there’s anything you know, it is that food is one of takara’s big motivators. and it always makes them happy.
꒰ shimada takara, the chaotic kitsune who finds themselves who finds themselves working in a mercenary syndicate, the circle of veils. bright eyes hide cunning smiles and an appetitie for havoc and bloodshed. medium length straight pink hair, pink eyes, fair skin, 5'8" in height ꒱
⊹ ۪ ࣪ ꒰ RASUI 9948E ꒱ the fire elemental had sat in his office for a while now. members of the syndicate coming in and out to report, sign in, sign out. same drill as always. and today was just one of those days where he wished he had assigned a mission for himself to escape the chaotic air elemental that had made a habit of rushing around his place whenever he stayed around the veil.
and amidst tae-hyun’s rambling mouth, rasui had reached down into his bag to find his noise cancelling earbuds, only to find some leftover baklava that you had baked for him in one of your decorated boxes.
if he had a physical heart, surely he would describe what he felt right now made it stutter. a smile kept up on his face. ah yes. this would certainly keep him distracted and in a good mood for the rest of his work.
꒰ rasui, though made of fire, is the calm and collected first ranked mercenary leader of the circle of veils — a sub guild for the merciless death syndicate. often, his passion for his work is interrupted by his underlings. long layered brown hair, redish orangy eyes with no iris, deep bronze skin, height of 6'9" ꒱
