#slime-drabbles

[yellowelectroslime]

HIIII!!! I would like to request for a Zanka Nijiku x Male Reader that wears glasses fic where reader returns from a mission a little injured and glasses that broke or that he lost. I think it’d be cute for Zanka to fuss over reader and stuff idk. (sorry if its too much to request but if it could also be established relationship that would be great) I LOVE ZANKA NIJIKU SO MUCH AND I LOVE YOUR WRITING!! HAVE A NICE DAY<3

You know I care about you, right?

[notes: YAAAAA ZANKAAAAAA!!!! BTW i made the reader gender neutral so everyone gets a share of zanka (ㅅ´ ˘ `)]

Pairing: Zanka x Gn!Reader who wears glasses (romantic)

Word count: 650~

Warnings: Zanka

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Being a member of the cleaners as a giver was no easy task, being tasked to regularly take out any trash monsters that might cause harm and getting hurt in the process was just a normal day working there. And today was no different, assigned a relatively easy task to do outside the walls: kill trash monsters and retrieve the goods the client lost. Easy peasy lemon squeazy.

Except you may have accidentally underestimated the trash beast, leaving you with light gashes on your arms and legs, a nasty bruise on the side of your cheek and a pair of broken glasses.

After making your way back to the cleaner’s base, you were greeted with the familiar sight of your close friends, fellow cleaners and supporters. You quickly made your way back to the bed in your room to clean up from your battle, taking out a first aid kid to tend the bruise on your cheek. 

Before you even managed to open the box, the sound of loud footsteps echoed through the empty corridors of the building, the steps quickly made it to your room when the door slammed opened, to which you were met with a very irritated Zanka.

“I heard what happened!” He exclaimed, his voice was laced with annoyance, but fortunately for you, after having him as a boyfriend for almost a year, you knew when to tell between his angry-annoyed or fussy-annoyed. And right now he was the latter, saving you the trouble of worrying about whether you made him mad.

He makes his way towards your bed, mumbling words under his breath about how careless you were. “What were you thinking? Running straight towards a trash beast like that, you’re absolutely insane!” His arms wave around as dramatic gestures with each word that comes out, he’s really fussy about this now.

You sigh “Zanka, it’s really not that much of a big deal… I’ve done this tons before, you kn-” you were interrupted as you felt his hands gently take the broken pair of glasses off your face. All the words taken from you as you felt your cheeks burn up a little.

His hand cupped your cheek while the other hand began to work on cleaning up the wounds on your face, his face centimetres away from yours, close enough to feel his warm breath tickle your skin. Ointment was being applied gently on the bruise on your cheek, you wince a little at the sudden contact.

“Ah- Zanka, you know I can clean myself up right?” You asked confused, sometimes you didn’t get why he would get annoyed over your mistakes. But this was just part of being in a relationship with someone as fussy as him.

You felt his hands make their way to the wounds on your arm, one hand gently holding you arm while the other uses cotton soaked in antiseptics to clean up the wound. You wince again as you feel the sudden stinging pain course through your arm. Zanka paused for a moment, letting you get used to the pain before beginning to clean the wound again. 

You saw his eyes leave your arm for a moment, thinking about what to say next in response to your question. “Because I care about you, you know?” A light pink blushed his cheeks “Just because I’m an average joe doesn’t mean seeing you get hurt worries me any less”

You stared at him blankly before bursting into giggles “Ah-ahaha! Zanka, that was so cheesy of you- ahahaha!” His face glows bright red in embarrassment, “HEY! Here I am trying to express my concern for your well being because I LOVE you, but all I get is you laughing at me??”

You wiped off the tears welling up in your eyes from laughter, “Hahhaha! No no, it’s the way you said it. You sounded like an anime shonen protagonist haha-”

“Why YOU LITTLE-”

[yellowelectroslime]

Sorry if this is a rant (and awkward) this is a fist for me to be writing a “request” (ㆀ˘･з･˘)

This is more of and idea but seeing how you write about medicine seller I was thinking of a scenario where his make up is washed away and y/n volunteers to re painted. (idk if there’s some lore that it’s need for him to do I it so sorry for that) She seats on his lap and is just a cute fluffy moment where even idk… he admires her and that stuff.

Just throwing it out there again is not a request but more a a whisper of inspiration because I also have the problem of getting obsessed with a media that has been dead the same time I have exited in this planet

[notes: your whisper of inspiration has been heard dear anon AND I SHALL SATISFY THIS WISH ദ്ദി ˉ͈̀꒳ˉ͈́ )✧]

Pairing: Kon Kusuriuri x gn!reader (romantic)

Word count: 620~

Warnings: fluff

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The sound of raindrops hit against the windows of the inn you and Kon are residing in. The stay started off sunny, to which you both decided to take a long and relaxing walk around the streets of a nearby village, but unfortunately neither of you noticed the dark clouds slowly making their way towards you. You quickly found yourself running with Kusuriuri towards the closest shelter to hide from the heavy downpour.

Sheltered from the harsh weather outside, you both decided to find this time to dry off. “Ahhh… Why did it have to rain now…” You sulked as you used a towel to dry off your hair. The sound of soft chuckles fills the room as you look over to your partner. 

“A pout like that doesn’t fit well on a face as beautiful as yours, darling” Purred the medicine seller, you quickly turned your head around to face him, only to be met with a makeup-less Kusuriuri. You look at him with wide eyes as you scan his bare face.

“Ah- your marks… it's gone!?” You managed to choke out your words in shock, up till now you’ve only seen him with his makeup, honestly you truly believed that they were tattoos with how they stayed on his face all day everyday. Despite your attempt to make sense of the scene before you, the medicine seller laughed at your stunned expression. 

You blush in embarrassment as he laughs at your reaction, “H-hey! Don’t laugh at me, I’ve never seen your face without makeup before…” He finally stops laughing and as he walks towards you, you hear the soft sound of his clothes and he kneels beside you.

“Since my make up has washed off, perhaps you could help me reapply them, my dear” You pause for a moment, deciding whether to give into his playfulness or not. Ultimately, you found yourself reaching into your bags to fetch his cosmetic bag with a shrug. “Fine! But don’t move around too much or I might poke you in the eye, got that?” You huff out, once again only met with a soft chuckle in response. “And don’t blame me if I accidentally draw a clown face on you!”

…

You positioned yourself in front of the medicine seller, readying your hand to brush smooth and precise strokes across his face. It was until a few moments later where you realised how close your face was to his, mere centimetres apart where you could feel every breath he took and he could feel yours. 

You felt your cheeks get warm at the proximity between the two of you, quickly pulling away as you were scared of breaching his personal bubble. Luckily for you, the medicine seller’s personal space is non-existent.

His arms wrapped around your waist and you felt yourself being pulled closer to the man, you were basically sitting on his lap at this point but you couldn't be bothered by his playful antics anymore, opting to focus on the task at hand. 

You make yourself comfortable on his lap, and begin to move the soft brush around his face. Your free hand gently holding onto his chin as your other skillfully moves around his facial features. “You know dear, if I had known you were this good with your hands, I would have let you do my make up a long time ago~”

A pink blush dusted your cheeks at his comment, briefy looking away to collect yourself. “I wouldn’t mind helping you do your makeup more often, if that’s what you want…”

His body basically melting into yours as the sound of soft raindrops outside filled in the background noise. “Hm, I like the sound of that.” He softly mumbled.

[yellowelectroslime]

Can you do a drabble with Pierce x Y/N where it's raining while they're outside? I feel like Pierce would do his best to protect his little water lily

For my water lily

[note: ahhh im so sorry it took so long for me to write this im so stressed from school and my motivation was NOT helping me ദ്ദി╥ ᴗ ╥). So to make it up I decided to write the BEST FANFIC you have EVER SEEN in your ENTIRE LIFE!!!!! (joke)]

Pairing: Pierce x Gn!Reader (romantic)

Word count: 1080~

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After being friends with Ava since high school, you would have never in a million years expected a group of 5 large men with horns to be in her house. Holding her HOSTAGE. You tried to run for help, but were unfortunately roped into their shenanigans too. 

You soon learned about their story. How they were from a world called Daemos. How there was a dangerous monster currently causing danger to the innocents on Daemos. How they came to Earth in hopes of finding a safer place for their people to live.

Throughout the days after their arrival, you helped Ava whenever you could with teaching the Daemos boys about Earth’s culture. At some point, it felt like you were spending more time in Ava’s apartment than your own, from all the time you were teaching the boys about TVs, clothes and even baths. 

Through all the hours spent with the group, you soon grew close to all of them, especially with Pierce. His calm and quiet nature served to soothe you after hours of dealing with the other chaotic daemos (cough cough Leif and Asch).

Eventually, a mutual promise was made between you two: if you could take some time out of your week to walk around the city with him, he would help Ava with chores without question (although he would do so anyway). 

Today was one of those days where you would go out with Pierce, where he could experience the wonders of human life on Earth; in exchange, he would help with any and all chores Ava had. 

You had initially planned to go to a cafe where Pierce could try his first taste of coffee. You two were sitting on a small table facing each other, and chatted away while waiting for your drinks to arrive, but it was mostly you talking about your life outside of the situation Ava and the Daemos boys were in the middle of.

“-the show I mentioned earlier, Delicious in Dungeon, is basically about a group of dungeon adventurers who explore a deep dungeon while eating all sorts of monsters!” You happily talk about the most recent anime you’ve been watching in your spare time, you thought it would be funny to bring up a fantasy dungeon & dragons genre anime in your one-sided conversation with him, considering his very DnD style lifestyle on Daemos. 

While the conversation was somewhat one-sided, Pierce was laser-focused on you, replying to you with a simple “yes” or a single nod of his head, serving as encouragement for you to continue your rant.

A few minutes later, two cups filled to the brim with warm coffee were set in front of the two of you. You both take a minute to look down at the cups. You admired the coffee art on your latte while Pierce was figuring out why the brown concoction in front of him was praised by so many. “So… this is koh-fee?”

You let out a chuckle at his mispronunciation of the word, quickly correcting him, “It’s actually pronounced coffee, now have a sip!” You watch him with take his first sip of coffee.

His face remained aloof, “It’s bitter”, he simply stated. 

“So, do you like it?” You asked. It took him a few seconds to reply. “Yes.”

It took even more seconds for him to add more comments to his discovery of coffee. “The taste… it’s bitter, but there’s another, pleasant, taste to it.” he paused, then smiled, “I like it.”

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You spent an hour in the cafe, talking about whatever came to your mind. As time went on, Pierce noticed the sky go darker, not from the time but from the clouds.

“Y/N, we should get going.” He looked up at the sky, you follow his sight and noticed the gloomier weather as well. You hastily leave the cafe and start making your way back to the shared apartment.

Unfortunately, after walking down only a few blocks, the rain started. You quickly picked up the pace, power walking through the rain as the pour became progressively heavier.

You were starting to shiver, feeling the coldness of the rain seep into your skin. Eventually, the rain turned into a full thunderstorm, the wind blowing against both of you while the raindrops relentlessly hit your skin.

While you were becoming a soaking mess, the weather had no effect on Pierce. Even the harshest of storms on Earth does not compare to the lightest rain on Daemos. The years of training and fighting to climb up the ranks and to be the general of the royal army toughened him to an incredible degree. 

Pierce remains unfazed by the raindrops falling upon him, but he notices you. He always does. How you begin to panic as you see the sky darken. How you begin to pick up your pace as the rain begins to grow. How you flinch as the sound of thunder strikes the air. He always notices.

He’s quick to take action, placing his hand on the small of your back, guiding you quickly to the closest form of shelter, while using his other arm to cover you as much to his able. You felt his hand move to your shoulder, pressing you closer to his body as he tried to use his large frame to shield you from the harsh rain and wind. 

He guided both of you to the closest shelter he could find, eventually reaching an empty phone booth. You both stood inside, soaking wet head to toe, but it was nice to finally no longer feel the harsh, cold wind on you.

“Damn… I didn’t know the weather would turn out like this…” You said, your mouth turned into a slight pout as you looked outside.

Your body shivered from the cold, and Pierce immediately noticed. He wrapped his arms around your body, allowing the warmth of his body to seep into yours. You immediately melted into his arms, and you felt like you were in the safest place in the world.

His large arms snaked around your body tightly, grounding you in place as if to shield you from the outside world. With every thunder that struck, you felt his arms shift a little, as if he was making sure you knew he was there with you. His hands gently stroked your hair, comforting you from the ferocious storm.

You let out a sigh,

Damn, you could really get used to this.

[yellowelectroslime]

A welcome to my blog post because i was told that i should make one :D

ON HIATUS!!

Head cannon requests: OPEN :D

Dabble requests: OPEN :D

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About me :>

Pronouns: She/her

Occupation: Student

Nationality: Chinese

Sexuality: Bisexual

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Smth to note down:

ik this is gonna come out as a bit weirdly said but im kinda nit-picky when writing stuff xddd

I write x reader stuff with the purpose of imagining these characters in a more domestic setting/scenario, rather than with yumeshipping/oc-insert (or smth like this) in mind

use this information however ˙𐃷˙

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