#ranfren x reader

[shuichisdarkmistress]

"they'd kill you if they were real btw" SHUDDUPPPPPPP

[monayen]

hey mona! i hope life hasn't been too awful to you <3 been a fan of your fanfics for awhile now,, they always have me giggling and twirling my hair

could you perchance write hcs/scenarios about how the ranfren characters would react to someone else trying to flirt with the reader ;3

flirty | hcs

➷ Paring - Multi x Gn!Reader [Randal's Friends / Ranfren]

➷ cws - jealous behavior. thats all

a/n - main cast. also nobody told me university would be this fr. like who even needs accounting

Luther

he’s incredibly aware all the time. his gaze is already locked the second someone starts lingering too long or smiling too much at you. and instead of reacting outwardly right away, he just gets strangely attentive

he’s moving to fix your collar. or brush hair out of your face. perhaps resting a hand against the back of your chair while listening to the conversation like nothing’s wrong. he's quick to just focus his attention on just you

if they’re persistent? Luther starts asking them questions — very polite ones. their pastimes. what exactly they do during the day. how often they brush their teeth. all with that flat expression while they visibly start sweating under the pressure. then he’ll point out little negative traits. saying something along the lines of “oh. (Y/N) is not a fan of that sort of stuff.” just to push them out of the conversation

so someone flirting with you around Luther usually ends with them feeling vaguely humiliated

Randal

Randal gets involved because he thinks it’s funny at first. he’s absolutely the type to wedge himself physically between you and the other person while still acting playful about it

but that lasts for approximately 3 minutes before he catches on and immediately sours. then he makes it his mission to overperform

someone calls you cute and suddenly he’s hanging all over you with this huge grin on his face, squeezing your cheeks, pulling you against him, going “i knowwww aren’t they just adorable? cute cute cute…” while staring directly at the person flirting with you

he’ll go as far to give you hickey right then and there. just to prove a point

Nyen

Nyen is genuinely awful at hiding irritation. someone starts flirting with you and suddenly he’s just there. did he walk over? was he already standing there?? who knows. all you know is he’s too close now

stands close enough that the other person has to acknowledge him (he doesn't respond)

his eyes twitch once like he’s getting progressively more irritated but doesn’t interrupt the conversation immediately because there’s something strangely entertaining to him about watching the person get uncomfortable on their own

eventually, it’ll boil over to where he just decides to slide a built arm around your waist, hands clutched onto the cloth/flesh. like it belongs to him. it takes everything in him to not slash the other's neck and drag you away

“we’re leaving."

Nyon

you wouldn't know he's seizing with jealousy because he's not good with confrontation

prefers to drift closer without saying anything, standing just inside your space in an attempt to drag your attention away. but that most likely wouldn't work because he's already made a habit of hovering around you. he just hopes you notice how uncomfortable this makes him

Nyon reacts more afterwards, asking about it later in a quiet voice. though, there's no softness behind it. his face starts sweating and turning red as he even thinks about the situation

“do you like them?”

he has to be comforted after, or else he’ll avoid you for days

Sebastian

gets sooo insecure

he tries hard to convince himself it's not a big deal, but he looks like he's about to throw up when he realizes what's happening

an awful feeling of inadequacy settles in especially if the person seems confident or put together. he starts comparing automatically — the way they talk or whether they’re making you laugh more than he usually can

Sebastian starts trying way too hard to compensate. like he has to battle for your attention now. weirdly trying to prove he knows you better without saying it outright. but it becomes obvious to everyone there what he's trying to do, and you have to awkwardly excuse you both so you can tell him to relax

it takes some convincing (aka a kiss) for him to stop tweaking out. physically wipes sweat

[chippydippyippy]

₊✩‧₊˚౨ H O U S E ৎ˚₊✩‧₊

A/n - OKAY.. sososoooo sorry I've been inactive on this blog.. I got caught up in life and this is my apology!!! A 1.5k self-indulgent Randal drabble!!

Please be kind this is my first fic...like ever... I've only made friend fiction before this

CW. forced kiss, reader being referred to as pet + wife (no pronouns used though), implied kidnapping (reader is Randal's pet), Randal being a freak (sfw), NOT PROOF READ, reader is kinda quiet, CRINGE.

okok... ill stop yapping.. fic after break!!

The thinly padded coffin wasn't the best place to sleep. It didn't make it any better that your captor, better known as Randal, had you in a vice grip- his arms tight around your ribcage like you were a stuffed bear. You had been attempting to wiggle out of his hold for at least half an hour, trying to loosen his grasp on you just by an inch so you could breathe properly; but alas, he never let up.

You had completely given up, sighing in defeat as you tried to fall back to sleep.. that's when you heard the nauseating cackle behind you, what could only be described as the distorted laugh of a poorly voice-acted anime boy from the 90s.

“Giving up so soon? I was having fun”

Randal's voice boomed behind you, his breath hot against your ear as you groaned in annoyance, immediately trying to wiggle away once more. He was awake the entire time and felt you struggle, he just decided to be an asshole about it. Your arms went up to claw at his, desperate to get him off you while he squeezed you tighter, the air in your lungs getting pushed out.

“You're not going anywhere, you'll stay here with me alllll morning long.”

The thought of jumping off a bridge crossed your mind, but where would you even find one? In this maze of a house, you couldn't even find the front door, there was no chance of escape. You just hoped the tall man who bought you at the pet store would call him out of the room soon to give you some peace, although whatever task he would give Randal wouldn't pull him away long enough for you to fully catch your breath.

“... You're being too quiet. How boring.”

He let go of you with a huff, finally giving you the space to take a deep breath. Randal pushed open the dark coffin with a gloved hand on the lid, the fluorescent light of his room filling your vision. You hissed in discomfort as your eyes struggled to adjust, groggily sitting up as you tiredly rubbed your eyes. As your eyes finally adapted to the light you were jump scared by the orange-haired boy right in front of you, a large toothy grin on his face,

“Ah- my pet is fully awake! How great, the day can finally begin!”

He said before excitedly pulling you up by your hair, not because he meant to cause harm, simply because he had no idea how to handle humans properly. He dragged you along by your hair, gloved fingers tugging at your poor scalp until you reached the kitchen where you saw three familiar figures. The strange man who bought you from the pet store, Luther, and his two…catmen..Nyen and Nyon. You weren't entirely sure what a catman was, but the way Nyen stared at you made you fear them both, even though Nyon had yet to threaten you the way Nyen did.

“Good morning..”

You managed out quietly, purely out of fear of seeming rude. You were going to turn to Randal to beg for some form of breakfast when you realized he was already halfway across the kitchen rummaging through the fridge recklessly. You duck as a jar is thrown your way, watching as it hits the wall and shatters, whatever strange liquid was in it coating the walls and floor. 

“HEYYY! You were supposed to catch that. Hmph..guess you don't want breakfast after all… humans truly are picky eaters”

Randal muttered the last part to himself while pushing the fridge door shut, shoving his hands into his pockets after and approaching you with a devilish grin,

“Since you're not hungry, how about we go out to the woods instead? I know a goood spot.”

He chuckled, already reaching to grab your hair once more. To save yourself the pain, and possible hair loss, you backed up- putting your hands in front of you defensively and finally spoke, breaking the streak of silence you had towards him,

“N-no you don't have to grab me- I'll walk right behind you”

Randal smiled at your nervousness, somewhat proud that he had instilled such fear in you. He turned on his heels and began to walk, going through a few rooms before ending up at the front door. You were astonished how easy he made it seem, hoping to God you remembered the path he went through for your next escape plan. He opened the door, letting the dry, cold, Canadian wind hit your face.

You immediately winced, hugging yourself tightly as you stepped out behind him, the cold seemingly not affecting him as much as it did you. 

“Don't you think it's too cold to go outside?”

He looked at you confused, slightly annoyed at your behavior before it finally clicked for him. His hands reached up to the top button of his uniform jacket and undid it, clumsily undoing all the buttons before taking the jacket off and tossing it onto you. The sight of him only in the white button-up was strange considering in the weeks you spent in the Ivory household you had yet to see him with it off.

“Thanks..”

The shock of his new outfit didn't last long as you gratefully took the jacket, putting it on yourself and buttoning it up to ensure maximum warmth. Once you were all bundled up you nodded awkwardly to signal you're ready. Randal seemed appeased by the view of you in his jacket, a rather cartoonish blush spreading across his pale cheeks,

“My pet is wearing my jacket.. I can already tell today is going to be good”

Randal said to himself under his breath, turning on his heels and walking towards the forest, snow crunching beneath his feet. You followed soon after, staying close by, weary of being separated from him in such conditions. The thought of escaping crossed your mind again, but you doubt you'd get far.. for now it was best to follow him and learn the land.

The two of you walked endlessly it seemed, Randal never halting to assess where he was or questioning his directions. He was disturbingly familiar with the woods and didn't take any breaks. Your legs felt heavy with exertion, struggling to keep up with Randal's pace but too proud to ask for a break. Finally, Randal stopped. You looked ahead and saw a shabby, seemingly abandoned, clubhouse decorated nonsensically with doll parts and various other childish things.

“What is this place?”

You scoff out, obviously not amused that you walked so far for something as underwhelming as that. Randal looked back at you, hands roughly cupping your face and forcing you to look at him,

“My perfect little play place. Let's play house, shall we? I'll be the dad and you can be… the dog! No wait.. my wife.. yes that'll do.”

He said, that same distorted laugh you heard earlier in the morning ringing through your ears. He took your hand and led you to the clubhouse, tugging you into the musty, rotting building. The wood of the clubhouse was weathered greatly, along with all the plastic play appliances in it- a children's fake oven and kitchen set in one corner, across from it a dining room set and a small cot.

Randal pushed you towards the kitchen end of the house, stepping back towards the door again,

“You can be a housewife and I'll be the husband coming home from work. I expect dinner and a kiss as soon as I get home.”

He proclaimed before shutting the clubhouse door so harshly the entire place shook. 

“What!? Wait-”

You stood there, dumbfounded as you heard his footsteps going away from the house. You immediately started fearing the worst- that he'd leave you here all night long for the sake of the game. You searched around the decrepit play place, eyes landing on a bin full of fake plastic food. While you weren't sure of what Randal was planning, you knew better than to not play along.

“Stupid.. this is so stupid!”

You grabbed the bin and a broken plastic plate you found, set it down on the small children's sized table, arranging food on the plate as if your life depended on it while feeling incredibly foolish. You were just about done making your faux food spread when you heard footsteps approaching again, knowing it was Randal.

With a big swing of the door, he entered the tiny house, his smile as unnerving as ever,

“Honey, I'm home!”

He cooed, making his way over to you- his eyes quickly glanced over at the plastic food, obviously pleased that you followed his demands. He had you cornered, your back pressed up against the toy stove as he stood in front of you, one hand gripping your face- squishing your cheeks as he looked down at you,

“How sweet, you made all that for me. You're such a perfect wife.”

He said proudly before his lips crashed against yours in a bruising kiss, his other hand holding your hip against the stove, his fingertips digging into your soft flesh. It was obvious he had never kissed anyone by the amount of force he used, you were sure the kiss would leave a mark. By the pleased expression he had at the end of the kiss, it was clear as day.

This wouldn't be the last time you'd be playing house.

[yapadabadoodummy]

Can I request a reader who is very shy, but clearly has a crush on the catmen and Luther? (Seperate!) Maybe theyre like a new pet Luther got, but theyre super skittish, even more so then Nyon. But they tend to follow behind them quietly or drop small gifts on their beds. Like a cool rock that reminded them of their eye color, or a doodle they did of them. Thank you!💗

p.s I love you!

a/n: bleh this has been in drafts for so long im so sorry 😞 hope you enjoyed these! the idea is so cute :3

nyon:

- notices immediately

- notices so much, he knows the exact day you fell in love with him

- surprised when he gets in bed and his blunts are already rolled up for him

- he would consider it was nyen but he didn’t care about nyon that much…it was only then he saw you peaking waiting for his reaction

- oh bless his heart hes so clueless, he thought you were being kind…

- it really sealed the deal when you shoved a black color pencil in his hand because it looked like his whiskers

- theres been times where you’ve been looking for him and the whole time hes behind YOU following YOU

- it’s like a admirer vs admirer

- goes back and forth with gifts , stalking , and just admiring eachother LMFAO

- you guys are the cutest

- you guys definitely purr when around eachother

nyen

- doesnt exactly notice

- sees flowers on his part of the bed and brushes it off thinking it’s trash

- ^ doesnt hurt your feelings you just get stronger

- takes a while to actually get attention and at first it’s annoyance

- why are you following him?? out of all people? are you that bored?

- but soon it turns to cockiness, heh im just that unstoppable. knew the muscles would do the trick

- starts appreciating you a LOT more when he saw a BEER bottle propped up on the side desk in the room

- wow you really were useful!

- due to you being too observant for your own good. he audibly shrieked to himself when he saw the 3rd chapter to one of favorite romance series

- how did you know this?!

- shoved it all under his pillow. refused to read it (hes thankful and only reads it at night under covers)

- gets fond of you and tolerates you in his presence now. yea he may purposefully get in your presence and purposefully exercises extra now (knowing youre watching)

- i mean how else could he treat his little admirer?

luther

- awww! how cute!

- notices immediately but let’s you think you’re sneaky

- adores it when you leave hin little trinkets

- his favorite so far is the green string of yarn that reminded you of his shirt

- bless your heart

- Could be making tea and he could hear sneaking around, so he offered tea!

- and when you guys did drink tea together you barely drank anything only staring at him…like wow…he invited me

- and he eats it up no hesitation

- starts giving you gifts that remind him of you!

- kinda like nyon but more bold and vocal yknow?

- doesnt mind the following around either , alwaus encourages you to walk with him instead of sneaking

- but if you’re comfortable where you are, he won’t say anything against it

- now he has a shelf dedicated to your findings lmfao

[blurremi]

Sometimes you just have to read a text that describes how a fictional character you love in an unhealthy way loves and desires you, and then go on with your life.

[oliveswriting]

Hi can you write Randal x gn reader dating headcanons

a/n: eek omg ranfren request... heh and I JUST made a playlist for this freak too

randal x gn! reader crushing / dating headcanons

crushing

randal having a crush on you includes:

stalking - it's obvious and weird to everyone around you. only thing is he doesn't consider it stalking. to him, he's just gathering information on you! // he can't have his future partner dissatisfied!

delusions - even if you don't consider the two of you a couple, valid seeing as you don't even know him yet, he treats it as if you already are! he'll come back home and brag to everyone else in the house about how GREAT his sweetheart is! ahh, they were so cute today!! // no one listens to him.

clinging - once he does approach you, he never fucking leaves. glued to the hip! even if you don't want him to be. it's so odd- you'll go somewhere like a store or market, maybe a walk in the woods, and he just appears wherever you are!! // he honestly thinks you guys are already a thing.

bluntness - since he's so sure you're already together, he's very straight forward. if you look particularly good one day, there's no hiding his already frequent nosebleeds. he's always quick to very bluntly tell you he loves you (actually says he'd make room in his skin for you, but it's the same thing to him).

dating

dating randal includes:

biting - biting. and lots of it. maybe gnawing is the right word. gnawing like a chewtoy. don't get confused, it's not sexual in any sense... to you, at least. it's very much like how a cat bites. nips at fingertips are a way he'll show he likes you (if it wasn't obvious enough before).

likeeee this! (burger = ARM)

even more stalking - now that you're actually, officially his partner (he was hurt to find out you weren't before), the stalking increases tenfold. and yet again, he still doesn't see it as stalking. he assumes that you know he is always with you, no matter where you are. so he assumes that the two of you are just hanging out and bonding.

guess what he's even clingier now - if you thought it was bad before, this is disabling. like there is almost no moment where he is not actively trying to meld his body onto yours like a parasite. wIill piggyback ride whenever he feels like it.

even stranger comments - no need to explain on this one I think.

matching everything - phone charms, stickers, keychains, pins, nail polish, profile pictures, shirts, pants, underwear, socks, everything.

music - a personal headcanons of mine is that randal thinks he's the best at everything he does. which also means he thinks he's just amazing with instruments. makes the worst absolute SLOP for you.

[ohgodisthatranfren]

ranfren hc for a short reader (5'2 n below) pretty plsss? ;v;

Since theres no specific characters listed Im sticking with the general Ivory household ajshshshd

No NSFW just a little suggestive ! :)

A SHORTY IN THE HOUSEHOLD

- Luther will 100% put you up on high places if he needs to keep you in one place for a period of time. Like, if you're a human in his household or a pet under him you WILL be put on top of the fridge or something if he thinks you've been acting out or needs to keep an eye on you. It's never for more than like an hour or two at most thankfully unlike Randal who would forget about you if he could reach that high to begin with.

- Nyon adores your height but is also so scared for you. Like. Dude. There's so many things in the household that could just eat you. He's almost always lingering around you in case you need his height to reach for things lol. Yeah that's totally the only reason sure Nyon.

- Nyen thinks you're pitifully hilarious. Tiny. Small. Puntable. Kissable? He didn't say that. Very alert whenever you're around. At first maybe referred to you in some less than kindly ways such as "Short-shit" but as he warms up to your overall presence the terms get more playful (and lowkey kinda cute bc its easy to tell when this man starts getting a crush)

- Randal is so happy to have someone shorter than him so Good luck getting AWAY from him if you arent powerful like Luther and Randal himself. Will ask if he can dress you up as one of his dolls. Possibly repeatedly.

- He's so smug about being taller than you too even if its only by like one or two inches. "Heh yeah imagine being short amirite guys?" He says to everyone else while pointing over at you, as if he's not one single raisin taller.

- Sebastian is a little more indifferent in general until you guys become friends or closer. Then he starts to see the real appeal to the premise of size difference... it definitely does things to him that I won't go into details on. Like Nyon, he will help you grab things you can't reach, he just... can't reach nearly as much himself. But dammit he'll get a chair >:(

- Nana has been known to repeatedly steal you. She won't swallow you but she might trap you in her mouth temporarily to steal you from the others and take you back to her own room to hangout. She finds you adorable and wants to keep you to herself <3

- the rats try to recruit you I cant even lie dude. Robert is the only one that shows you any grace and tries to get the other four to back off but its very clear all five of them share the same feelings towards you.

[pinkfrostedlatte]

☕︎ RANFREN HEADCANONS LUTHER

🥧 ~ he likes the song “that’s amore”

🥧 ~ owns a gramophone

🥧 ~ hosts group crochet, bingo and game nights with the family - usually ends up in a disaster

🥧 ~ has books and information from the 1940s on etiquette like setting the table, basic hygiene routine, and health diets from way back when

🥧 ~ has antique store shopping days where he enjoys bringing his brother - he finds antiques and his brother finds dolls

🥧 ~ if everything was specifically present, he would probably have those big red-light treatment things and would sit in front of one every morning, soaking in the red light - would claim it helps him “sleep better and be more mindful through the day”

🥧 ~ has a dr seuss book collection

🥧 ~ DEFINITELY owns that one water bottle that has timestamps to drink at that say “good morning!” “keep going!” “almost there!”

🥧 ~ he can do cool card tricks while staring really deep into your soul - same with shuffling, he doesn’t need to look at the cards

🥧 ~ owns OLD paintings from centuries ago - people say the eyes move and follow you around