#riyo reaper fluff

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jealousy hcs ; gachiakuta

‘how four of the cleaners would handle their jealousy’

amo empool / riyo reaper / rudo surebrec / zanka nijiku x gender neutral ! reader insert

amo empool

amo is the type of person who tends to wear her heart on her sleeve, and consequently it’s impossible for you (and everyone else in earshot of her in the moment) to not notice when she’s feeling jealous — and it’s equally difficult not to recognise exactly who she is being jealous of

she is loud about her jealousy. loud and sharp and aggressive in a way that sets your teeth on edge and leaves a pit in your stomach even though she’s not directing any of that anger towards you

amo is clingy too, hanging off of you and holding you tight (as if she’s terrified you’ll slip away and vanish the second she lets go) and keeping as close as she possibly be to you as she all but screams at the other person to leave you alone

but despite it all she’s not angry, not at you, not unless you were actively going out of your way to make her jealous. no. she’s just terrified of losing the only good thing she’s ever known and she lashes out because that’s the only way she’s ever been able to keep others away from her things

and you can tell how scared she is because she is trembling as she clings to you, because you can hear the break and shakiness in her voice as she shouts her voice raw. and you know that you’ll have to reassure and comfort her when you’re finally alone again, make sure she knows that you’re not going anywhere and that you want her as much as she wants you

… on the bright side, the longer she’s with the cleaners and the better her mental health gets the less frequent these outbursts will become, so just be patient with her in the meantime. okay?

riyo reaper

riyo’s jealousy is a quiet thing that you’ll have to know her extremely well to be able to pick up on. partially because she does trust you not to do anything to hurt her and does her part to keep her negative emotions to herself as a result, and partially because old habits die hard and some days she is much closer to grabbing her gun and pulling the trigger on whoever is trying to steal you away from her than she’d care to admit

the most you’ll notice is her keeping her distance from you for a little while — leaving the room, finding somewhere peaceful and away from everyone else, and shutting down the conversations others try to start with her as casually as possible as she goes through the motions of rationalising and working through her jealousy

and if she notices that you’re uncomfortable, obviously, she will step in and play up the possessive girlfriend thing to get the other person to back off

but otherwise she trusts you a lot and has a very mature approach to handling her negative emotions, especially compared to the other cleaners around her age

so just give her some time and space to cool down and she’ll be back with you whenever she’s ready

… but if you want to spoil her with affection and show off how taken and in love you are in front of whoever was trying to hit on you before, well, she certainly won’t turn you down

rudo surebrec

rudo may not be the most emotionally open member of the cleaners, but if you’ve been around him for long enough it’s painfully easy to pick up on when he’s in a jealous mood — sometimes well before he’s able to clock the tight feeling in his chest for what it actually is himself

primarily through his body language — the way he seems to almost curl in on himself at first, the scrunching up of his face like he’s just bitten into something particularly grim tasting, the way his shoulders pitch up like a startled cat, the way he may start pacing around and trying to work out his upset through movement, the blank stares he’s sending your way, etc.

but also through his tone of voice if things go on for long enough — muttering under his breath, language turning foul and crude enough to get him a stern look from any of his seniors that aren’t enjin, the way he starts insulting the other person in increasingly nonsensical ways, the little monologue he has going that barely makes sense to anyone in hearing range, and so on and so forth

like he is so blatantly obvious about it that it borders on comedic — and, rest assured, up until the point where rudo is genuinely really upset his fellow cleaners will be treating the whole situation like it’s the funniest thing they’ve seen all week

oh and he has absolutely started fights with people because of his jealousy — he’s flung feces at people for far less after all — he’s just a bit more reluctant to do so nowadays as he feels more pressure to keep up a certain image as your boyfriend and as a member of the cleaners. but if he’s pushed far enough than anything is fair game and he will not apologise for putting someone in their place (unless you’re upset with him and want him to apologise because then he will fold)

… on the bright side he is relatively easy to cheer up if ever he gets really jealous: just bring him some cool junk to fix up, and offer him your undivided attention for a bit, and he’ll be right as rain soon enough

zanka nijiku

while zanka does generally always try to take the high road and not let his jealousy show — partly because of how much social etiquette was drilled into his head growing up, and partly because he wants to present himself as a ‘mature’ and ‘reliable’ cleaner in order to garner the approval and respect of those he admires (namely enjin, but others too) — but he is far from perfect and if you know him well, or just push him far enough, it becomes laughably easy to know whenever he’s jealous

he acts bored and disinterested at first, but in a way that’s very clearly performative and overcompensating for how annoyed he actually is to anyone who knows him — many of whom would be more than happy to call him out for it if they were present (see: riyo, enjin, and rudo)

he sticks close by you while you’re talking to the person, either being right by your side if the situation allows or staying within arm’s reach and very obviously staring down the other person — in other words, making it abundantly clear that you’re with him and he is watching them

and if they start actually flirting with you then he’ll completely drop his (terrible) nonchalant act and go straight to confront them and will not stop until they back up, apologise, and are just about ready to flee the scene and never talk to you again

because he does not play when it comes to you and your relationship

(he also always slips in a sarcastic or insulting comment about the other person after they leave, no matter if they gave him a reason to be jealous or not, which is the biggest give away for his mood even if you’re not the most perceptive when it comes to that sort of thing. just agree with his commentary and assure him that he’s your favourite person and he’ll get over himself soon enough)

[gllimzz]

Hmm would you be willing to write the ‘deserving this softness’ idea but with Riyo per chance?? 🤔My girl needs some LOVE

More than just surviving

Pairing: riyo reaper x reader

Genre: fluff

Summary: after a rough day, riyo gets pampered by reader.

Wc: 679

A/n: ive been writing alot and i hust post it all at once cause im lazy like that and hate posting consistently :p idfk what tags to add bro…

Enjoy!

The door to the small shared quarters slammed open with more force than necessary, the red haired girl barging into the room with more force than necessary. she kicked it shut behind her, wincing as the motion pulled at the deep bruises blooming across her ribs and shoulders. Today’s run had been brutal — a nest of particularly nasty trash beasts that didn’t go down easy, even for someone like her.

Riyo Reaper wasn’t one to complain. She was the one who used to kill for a living. Pain was just background noise. But tonight, every step felt like dragging lead, and her usual chaotic grin was nowhere to be found.

You looked up from where you’d been waiting, a towel and some oil you’d scavenged already laid out. “Rough one?”

She grunted, shrugging off her jacket with a hiss. “Nothing I couldn’t handle. Those things were extra trashy today.” Her voice was lighter than usual, trying for that signature teasing lilt, but it came out tired. Her messy red hair, still half-tied in that sideways loop, stuck to her pale neck with sweat. The skinny frame that hid surprising strength looked smaller tonight, shoulders slumped.

“Come here,” you said softly, patting the edge of the cot.

Riyo eyed you for a second, green eyes narrowing like she was debating whether to brush it off with a joke. But something in your expression made her cave. She shuffled over and dropped down, letting out a long breath as she sat with her back to you.

Your hands found her shoulders first — tense as coiled springs, knotted from swinging those massive scissors all day. She jolted at the contact but didn’t pull away. Slowly, you worked your thumbs into the tight muscles, pressing firmly but gently, feeling the way she gradually melted under the touch.

“…You don’t have to,” she muttered after a minute, voice unusually quiet. “I’m fine. I’ve had worse.”

“I know you have,” you replied, sliding your hands down her arms, careful around the fresh bruises. “Doesn’t mean you always have to carry it alone. Let me take some of it tonight.”

She was silent for a while, only the occasional soft sigh or tiny involuntary hum escaping as you found a particularly sore spot. You moved to her back, working along her spine, the oil helping your palms glide over pale skin marked by old scars and new welts. Riyo’s breathing evened out, the sharp edges she always carried softening in the quiet lamplight.

After a few minutes, she leaned back into you slightly, head tipping forward so her red hair curtained her face. “You’re too nice to me,” she whispered, almost like an accusation. “I used to… y’know. Do bad things. I don’t deserve this kinda softness.”

Your hands paused, then resumed even gentler. You leaned in, pressing a light kiss to the back of her neck. “You deserve it more than anyone, Riyo. You fight like hell every day for this place, for the team… for a better version of yourself. That counts.”

She let out a shaky little laugh that sounded suspiciously wet. “Sap.”

“Yeah, well. You like it.”

Another quiet laugh, this one warmer. She turned just enough to glance at you over her shoulder, those vivid green eyes softer than you’d ever seen them. The chaotic, scissors-wielding grim reaper of Team Akuta looked almost fragile like this — trusting, letting herself be cared for.

You kept going until her body felt loose and heavy with exhaustion, the worst of the tension worked out. When you finally stopped, she caught one of your hands and tugged you down onto the cot beside her, curling into your side with surprising clinginess for someone so usually hyper and independent.

“Stay,” she mumbled against your shoulder, already half-asleep. “Just… stay a bit.”

You wrapped your arms around her skinny frame, holding her close. “I’m not going anywhere.”

For once, Riyo Reaper let the world’s sharpness stay outside the door. In this small, quiet moment, she let herself deserve the softness.