This is such a silly request but...Could I request Lighter, Manato, and Harumasa with a reader who enjoys making plushies?
Not silly at all! I like making plushies. I made a life-sized Eous last year.
Plushies- Various x gn!Reader
Summary -> ~400ish words per character
Warnings -> None
A/N -> My last semester starts tomorrow. Peace and love, I WILL graduate in May! And AND, I WILL KEEP UP WITH MY WRITING BECAUSE IT MAKES ME HAPPY!!!
Masterlist
Harumasa
"I turned you into a marketable plushie." You say, holding out the keychain across the dinner table. Harumasa immediately burst out into laughter, reaching out to take it in his hands.
"Why?" is all Harumasa can say between giggles, inspecting the craftsmanship.
You shrug, stirring your drink with your straw. "I'm your number one fan, I gotta have number one fan level of merch."
"This isn't just number one fan level of merch," Harumasa manages to get out between more laughter. "This is like 'I need to get a restraining order on you'."
You kick him lightly under the table before speaking again. "Do you like it?"
"I love it." The genuine layer of warmth in his voice was obvious even beneath all the giggles and jokes. "It's adorable."
"Thanks. My plan is to throw it against the wall when I'm angry at you."
"What!? No!" Harumasa pouts. "Look at his face. You can't hurt him like that. He's just an innocent little guy!"
"The button eyes make a nice 'clink' sound on the wall and then again on the floor-"
"Nooooo you're so mean! That's literally me right there. That's me you're throwing so heartlessly against the wall."
"Smack!"
"Nooooo!" He laughs and clears his through as he realizes how loud and odd the two of you are being in a very public restaurant. "Well, that's my lunch break." He tosses enough dennies to cover both of your meals before getting up.
"Be safe, okay?" You say, standing up to hug him tight.
"You know I won't be." He smiles and turns to leave.
"Haru?"
"Hm?"
"Give him back to me." You hold your hand out, looking down at the key chain.
"Nope he's mine now."
"I put a lot of effort into him!" You launch forward, trying to steal the plushie back. "He's mine!"
"I'll give him back! I need a good luck charm. Are you really trying to fight someone so sick~"
You gasp and back up a step. "You're pulling that card?"
"Yes I am." Harumasa smiles and kisses your forehead, clipping the plushie of him on his belt loop and walking away.
"Asshole."
"You love it~"
Lighter
A recent dust storm had ripped through Blazewood, so of course you offered your time to help. The townsfolk had all been working together to repair damaged buildings, get debris out of the street, and sweep all sorts of sand out of every crevice you could think of. It was day two of cleanup lead by the Sons of Calydon when you were relaxing on the couch, letting your sore muscles take a break after helping repair the roof on Cheesetopia.
The couch next to you dips, the sound of leather on leather drawing you out of your relaxation.
"…Lighter?" The man seemed unusually solemn, staring off into the distance. "What's wrong?"
His shades slipped down his nose and he lets out a deep breath. "That's a sick kid… Some sort of respiratory thing because of the dust. I just got done with my shift taking care of her."
You sit up, worried. "How's she looking?"
"Physically, she's recovering… but mentally…" He shook his head. "She seems… down. Keeps crying about the sandstorm. Her house was damaged so a lot of her belongings had to be thrown away."
Your eyebrows furrow. "Give me one of your ripped up shirts."
"…What?"
"I know you keep them. Go, go grab one. A ripped up shirt, some sort of button up, and a pillow you won't miss. Chop chop." You start to push him away. He decides not to argue, figuring you had a plan.
Lighter comes back with the items by the time you had scrounged up some needle, thread, and scissors. He sits down, curious.
"Do you think she'll like a bunny or a bear more?"
Lighter watches as you take the old ripped up shirt and start to cut it. "Uhm… Bunny, probably." He sits with you as you start to sew the small, simple plushie together. "I didn't know you could sew."
You shrug as you stitch the fabric together. "It's a hobby. Keeps my hands busy."
Lighter decides to help, gently starting to pull the stitching of the pillow away so you could get to the stuffing without making a mess. "It's nice… That you'd do this for a kid you don't even know."
You raise an eyebrow and glance over at him. "What are you dancing around saying?"
Lighter blushes and looks away, realizing he had been caught. "Growing up… I never had a stuffed animal…"
You smile, leaning your head on his shoulder. "Do you want a bunny or a bear?"
"Bear, please."
Manato
"Okay so this one is for A-Yuet and this one is for A-Cing, got it?" You instruct, handing the plushies to Manato. "Don't mix them up because you know how they fight."
He looks between them and shakes his head. "You're going to spoil them, y'know. You really don't need to spend this much money on them."
Giggles spill past your lips before you can stop it, "It's sweet you think those are good enough to be bought, but I made them."
"What?" Manato asks, not out of disbelief, but out of excitement. He looks down at the plushies with a new sense of appreciation, his tail starting to swish. "You made these? Like… Made them made them?"
"Yeah, like sewed them from scrap fabric and destroyed a pillow to stuff them." You respond proudly, puffing out your chest a bit.
"Can you make me one?"
"What?"
"I want a plushie made by you."
"Manato, you're a grown ass man."
He seems a bit hurt by that statement, his ears flattening low enough to break your heart. "Is that a no?"
"Of course I'll make you one, Manato. What do you want?" You smile as his tail picks up speed again.
"Whatever you want. I just want something made by you."
You, of course, see the irony in it, but you couldn't help it. You knock on the front door of Manato's apartment, holding the wolf plushie out in front of your face so he would see it instead of you. The door opens and the plushie is lifted out of your hands.
"Wow look at it!" Manato says excitedly. It wasn't often you saw him in these casual clothes, with that carefree smile… It was cute.
You step inside and watch Manato scan the plush. "It reminded me of you so I had to make it. The fabric came from a faux fur coat I thrifted and the stuffing-"
Sniff
"Uh… Manato?" You really weren't used to seeing his more… puppy like behaviors.
"It smells like you. I love it." His tail wags harder as he catches more of your scent woven into the fabric of the stuffed wolf.
You were stunned more than anything. You watch Manato walk to his bedroom to put it up and glance over to see A-Yuet and A-Cing sniffing their own plushies, mimicking Manato's behavior even if it was a little… odd.
"Your brother's weird."
"We know." A-Cing giggles.
"Is he normally like that?"
"Only with you."
You gasp, walking to follow Manato into his bedroom. "Manato! You're adorable!"
He hides under his blanket but you can see how his tail is still wagging. "Shut up…"
