gachiakuta zanka x reader and riyo x reader headcanons; with a dominant, stronger, nonchalant reader; not proof-read as usual; might seem ooc eh, enjoy!
Zanka
Boy was confused.
Here was this woman- who from the moment she walked in, not only made him feel intimidated but also… got his heart beating real fast?
He only knew one thing. You being near bothered him. A. LOT.
Whenever you'd both get partnered for missions, he'd purposefully ignore you or try to one-up you during battles. After every time he defeated something, he'd turn back with a smug smirk, as if waiting for your shocked or envious face.
Instead he was met with your usual nonchalant face. It really grated his nerves. What he never noticed was the subtle way your eyes trailed up and down, a small impressed sigh escaping your lips.
You fought both with agility and strength and even he got to admit… it was HOT watching you fight. Even though he'd grumble and turn away each time you caught him staring at you, you didn't miss the subtle blush creeping up his neck.
The real surprise was seeing you both holding hands in HQ. That's right. You both had started dating and NO ONE saw it coming. Not even Zanka lol.
You were naturally pretty strong but you'd still let him treat you like a lady- carrying your bag, making sure you walked on the inside of the side-walk, opening doors for you, etc. He loved doing them for you.
Whenever he'd see someone ogling you or eyeing you up, he'd have his arm around you- slung over your shoulder or on your waist. It didn't matter that he knew you could hold your own in a fight, he was possessive and protective. No one made his woman feel uncomfortable.
Little did he know you felt the same about him.
During one of the fights with Jabber, you ran into him while trying to find the others and it only took one glance at how Jabber was mocking Zanka for you to see red.
Neither Zanka nor Jabber saw it coming.
One second you were watching from the corner. The next? You were hurling down at Jabber, your vital instrument activated, your eyes glowing with it and intense rage.
“No one fucking touches him!! Understand?!”
Zanka may or may not have thought about proposing that day.
You made sure he recovered well afterwards. Taking care of him while he was getting better from the poison and reminding him that failures only made him stronger. And that this fact was true even for you.
And for once? Zanka believed it. Because it came from you.
Riyo
Oh she's in love.
Even before dating, you both would definitely be friends. Maybe even gotten paired up together for missions randomly.
But the one time she was down and she couldn't get up in time? You were there. Not just defending her but practically thrashing that beast making sure it was completely destroyed.
Then you walked over and extended your hand out to her to help her up, flicks of mud and dust covered your face and you seemed very at ease for someone who just took down a trash beast.
But she didn't miss the way your chest rose up and then down, the fire in your eyes still smoldering from the adrenaline… and she didn't know what she was feeling.
Initially she thought it was a feeling of admiration. Maybe she looked up to you. So she'd follow you around on missions and fights, until you started to notice her too.
And if you've seen her fight? Well… it wasn't long before you realised you liked her. And she liked you too. A lot. You both were always on sync in the field- you had each other's back and knew where to step, what move was next and more.
You never made her feel small though you were stronger than her.
Maybe that's how she found herself in your room, sharing a kiss. Maybe that's why she felt her heart beating faster at every lazy grin you sent her way.
Maybe… she had feelings she needed to address.
Riyo was pretty direct. So before you knew it, you both were a couple. Not just regular kind.
Y'all were the “it couple”. Cool, mysterious, composed and a little unhinged on the outside but completely soft for each other when alone.
You were Riyo’s favorite view and she'd spend hours watching you train or exercise. Any attempts at chasing her away from your muscles were in vain.
Behind closed doors… you were one of the few people she trusted with her past. The secrets she wanted to keep buried in her forever. The reason she still has a gun. Why she's like this.
And you accepted every single part of her.
You were her comfort spot. Someone she trusted enough to be a support for her. She loved your strength, the way you'd always be looking out for her and the subtle ways you'd show your emotions.
She could practically write a book on your micro expressions.
"But (Y/N) looks the same to me..."
"Nah trust me, she's really happy right now."
At night, she'd always find it difficult to sleep and now she always found her way to you.
You also left your door ajar for her. And she crawled in to sleep next to you. She might never admit it… but she never gets those nightmares when she's with you.
You were her person. And her refuge. And she was always gonna love you for that.
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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.
YESSS! I was so excited to pair you up with her! She's such a cool girl and I personally feel would absolutely love your vibe!
As your partner, she'd definitely be interested in your hobbies. She'd sit behind you, chin resting on your shoulder as you game. Would definitely be biting you in the middle of a tense moment.
Riyo's been through a lot and she might not seem like the most romantic person but honestly? She is. Very much.
She adores watching you put on new outfits, swatting your ass whenever she passes by and playing with your hair. She would show her affection through quality time- randomly coming over and sitting next to you, leaning against your frame as she finally gets to relax.
Surprises you with spontaneous dates! Would love to take you out for anything and everything- from a fancy (or as fancy as it gets in the Ground) dinner to a random walk around the city. She's got her hand in yours, humming happily, gazing at you like you hung the moon.
Riyo is loyal af. And would fight anyone who tries to be rude to you. No one messes with her partner.
In the end, you are her safe space. Her calm in this world of chaos. And she will forever love you for that.
Here's a snippet for you ⊹₊ ⋆
Riyo yawned as she struggled not to fall asleep on your shoulder as you read a manga before bed. Curious, she peered over at the books, eyes flicking over the different characters as she gently blew on your neck causing you to shiver.
"Riyo...", you started, eyes darting over to her for a moment.
"Yeah? Something happened?"
You chuckled as you shake your head, eyes back onto the manga you were reading.
Suddenly it went quiet. Too quiet.
You carefully look to the side to see-
"RIYO! No biting!"
She pouted as she went back just kissing your shoulder.
"Kill-joy..."
"You love me", you teasingly reminded her causing her to look away to hide her smile.
"Yeah I love you...and you love me too, don't forget."
You laughed softly, once again turning back to the manga. Riyo gazed at your concentrated face, lips parted as you go through each sentence with invigorating anticipation and she felt her heart stop for a moment.
Face flushing, she leaned over and pressed a soft kiss to your cheek. You turned to face her surprised- when she placed another gentle one to your lips, her hands reaching up to cup your face.
Pulling away after what seemed to be a very short period of time, she smirked causing you to slowly break out of your daze as her eyes wandered to your neck-
"Just one...I'll be quick."
"Riyo...no- no biting- RIYO- "
Too late.
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