#smile x reader

[rmy31]

It was done on the evening of May 20th. Since it was completed too late, should this be called "May 21st"?

[yibbe-adolot]

Relationship headcanons for smile x player that I thought of

I am STARVED AND I WILL FEED ME AND THE SMILE FANS

Smile is very touch starved, mostly because he was isolated for so long in the darkness and especially in that test facility. So thats why he always kept being touchy (I feel like everyone knows this gulps)

In private, he'd let himself flop over Player or randomly grabbing them for absolutely no reason. Sometimes to tease them or to get reactions out of them.

He gets real protective of the player every time any danger (like the RIS) tries to take them away, so he assigns a myth to watch over them or hangs around them.

The others thinks hes being weird with Player but he always just tells them that its only because Player is something important that will be needed for a later plan.. like a wedding /j

All the myths that he created are Player and Smile's children lmao

Smile doesnt really get why the Player seemed tk care about the Postman, he was in the way of their plans. (Although they do pity the NPC.)

Every time Smile is with the player in front of the others, he's gonna be his spiteful self and almost mysterious.

But when hes alone with the Player, dude just plays around with them. Sometimes sharing a tiny bit of his past with them.

Kissing is a bit weird for him, he doesnt really understand it (if we consider the fact he probably doesnt even have lips and just have the V O I D). Though he kind of enjoys it. Something about the sensation of something intimate feels, nice so far. Its like physical contact! Though he might call you weird, he does enjoy it. He'd like one on the forehead though.

Thats all I got, might make a part two if I think of any

[localduffyx]

MASTERLIST

SCREAM

CHAD MEEKS

COWBOYS AND ANGELS

ROMAN BRIDGER

MISSING YOU, MISSING ME

RICHIE KIRSCH

PINKY PROMISE

I CAN ’T BREATHE

KIRBY REED

LIKE I NEVER…

BABY BLUE

BRADLEY BLUE

SEE YOU ON THE OTHER SIDE

YOU PROMISED ME

request’s are open! i write these characters ;

𝘈𝘥𝘢𝘮 𝘍𝘢𝘶𝘭𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘳-𝘚𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵

𝘈𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘢 𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘨

𝘈𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳 𝘍𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘯

𝘉𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘓𝘰𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘴

𝘉𝘰 𝘚𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘳

𝘉𝘳𝘢𝘥𝘭𝘦𝘺 𝘉𝘭𝘶𝘦 "𝘉𝘢𝘣𝘺 𝘉𝘭𝘶𝘦"

𝘊𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘺 𝘊𝘶𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘩𝘢𝘮

𝘋𝘸𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 '𝘋𝘦𝘸𝘦𝘺' 𝘙𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘺

𝘌𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘓𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘳𝘺

𝘎𝘢𝘭𝘦 𝘞𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴

𝘑𝘰𝘦𝘭 (smile)

𝘒𝘪𝘳𝘣𝘺 𝘙𝘦𝘦𝘥

𝘔𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘺 𝘈𝘭𝘵𝘪𝘦𝘳𝘪

𝘘𝘶𝘪𝘯𝘯 𝘉𝘢𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘺

𝘙𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘺 𝘔𝘦𝘦𝘬𝘴

𝘙𝘪𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘦 𝘒𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘤𝘩

𝘙𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘉𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘨𝘦𝘳

𝘙𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘊𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳

𝘚𝘢𝘮 𝘊𝘢𝘳𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳

𝘚𝘪𝘥𝘯𝘦𝘺 𝘗𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘰𝘵𝘵

𝘚𝘵𝘶 𝘔𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘳

𝘛𝘢𝘳𝘢 𝘊𝘢𝘳𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳

𝘛𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘮 𝘙𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘺

𝘞𝘦𝘴 𝘏𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘴

RULES

I try NOT to make the gender specific, but it’s mostly GN!Reader unless said otherwise.

no smut

No Character X Characters , AND/OR Character X OC

NOTES

I also upload the stories on wattpad, in the two (2) books ; ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ'ᴠᴇ ʙᴇᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ - 𝘏𝘖𝘙𝘙𝘖𝘙 𝘐𝘔𝘈𝘎𝘐𝘕𝘌𝘚 and 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚒 𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 ˢᶜʳᵉᵃᵐ ᵖʳᵉᶠᵉⁿᶜᵉˢ ᵃⁿᵈ ⁱᵐᵃᵍⁱⁿᵉˢ ! not all my stories are on wattpad, and not all of them are on here.

THIS IS A SAFE SPACE! LGBTQ+ FRIENDLY !

No hate please! I know the stories are shit

[yibbe-adolot]

Yk I realized that nobody ever made other x reader or x player with other characters.

So imma start this one with Smile,

.𖥔 ݁ ˖.ᐣ🕸️A WATCHFUL GAZE 🕸 ｡𖦹°‧

gn reader, player is reader, smile x player, Postman mentioned!! POV switches with Player and Smile, but it is mostly Smile.

Corporation Greed.

It took everything from him, the family he made, the friends that was with him. The world that wasn't soiled by the dirty hands of such Greed.

It all burned away, alongside himself.

The only thing that stood in the darkness was hatred.

At least thats what he thought.

Despite being accompanied only by the silence of the void. Despite his confinement to the platform and being forced to be left behind for platform development.

An unsuspecting player. Who he can manipulate, even with his limited powers. It was a perfect pawn for his plans to finally destroy the imagination core and take back the world that had been taken from him. From everyone. All he had to do was wait for the right moment to strike.

As the plans took place, something blossomed with it as well.

He watched the Player, laughing along with the pitiful NPC. He started getting curious. Why are they in a dead game? Is it for that pitiful NPC? Why be so attached to something that cannot move from its home? He stopped himself, however. Trying to get himself together, to focus on the plan. To be free from the chains that confined him to this platform. So why does he feel such familiar feelings towards a pawn?

Yet, it still continued.

Every time he continued watching Player, the worse it got. What began as careful planning, it turned into a strange feeling of want and other things he would dare not label.

He felt pathetic, strange, and frustrated. Attached to someone who is supposedly the means to an end. As frustrated as he is, he never expected himself to still have tiny remains of his old self, whom he thought he killed in the flames of his past.

He knows this would get in the way of his plans. He knows, but he can't bury this attachment. He just can't.

He continued watching, listening to Player's conversation with Postman.

"So, how are you doing today. Player?" The NPC or "Postman" spoke as he grinned at them, the stars gleaming as the Player simply shrugged.

"It was alright." The player wrote in a notebook that Postman gave them as a form of communication after a horrible update, which fueled his growing spite for the corporation.

"Just a bit upset." That took his attention for some reason; he even listened closer.

"Oh, that's horrible. What happened?" Postman frowned, wanting to help Player as much as he could. "Well, it's just that--" Player paused a bit before continuing. "--My friend took the age verification. But the AI that held their information about them was leaked to the government."

That added to the hatred he had for the corporation. He honestly didn't know what to expect anymore from such a greedy corporation, which doesn't even care about users' safety anymore, other than money.

"Oh no, is your friend alright?" Postman asked in worry, trying to comfort Player. As the player nodded. "Yeah, thankfully. It's just that.." They sighed, leaning back a bit to look at the stars that smiled on both of them, and the lurking shadow hidden in the code. "..I'm just annoyed at their horrible moderation. I mean, seriously?? They still used the AI despite it being dangerous! Now, a lot of people are in danger because of it." They wrote it in a hurried pace, the pencil making sharp sounds against the paper as they showed it to Postman. Not knowing he read them too.

He understood that frustration; he had watched from his confinement all the changes Roblox did to their platform. As the NPC comforted Player, trying to cheer them up. He realized something.

Maybe Player doesn't need to be just a means to an end. It was a ridiculous thought, but maybe. Just maybe, he could convince Player to join him on his goal to bring back the old world.

He could let them join among the extravagent design he intended to weave into the platform. Right by his side.

He could fix everything; he could fix the shitty moderation. He could fix the platform that was ruined by greed. He can fix it, and they'd be right by his side. Not just as somebody who will set him free, but as his emissary.

Without his permission, he started getting attached to Player. Despite everything, he still had the tiny bits of his old self. Awakened by the player who was a victim of the awful works of the corporation.

Eventually, he started treating his attachment to Player as something that was destined to be true. The Champion and his Emissary. It started to blend into his perfect vision of the world he sought out.

Player always felt something in the corner of their eyes, but despite looking around. Nothing was there; it was almost like there were some weird, unseen eyes on them. Despite the Postman's comforting reassurance. They could not ignore it.

Although they didn't expect something that they first feared to be something that'd help them. To realize that something was really wrong. That even RIS would need to interfere. The curiosity to explore it. To find out the unknown with the help of this odd entity.

As they slept, the presence of something unknown accompanied their unconscious body.

"Soon.." He spoke, his voice warbled and glitched, which almost echoed into each crook and cranny in this basic house. "Soon we will rise, we will take back what was once ours, and you..." his gaze began to be firm, yet something about it felt... affectionate, almost. "...You will be the witness, to be the Emissary." He continued to stare at the Player's body. The only response heard is just a sleepy mumble. He didn't expect much, yet he almost felt amused.

"..I await your arrival. Come, and we shall show the Corporation the consequences of his ignorance. To show HIM the mold that thrived in his sins." He resided back in the darkness, this time with an expectant gaze.

[yibbe-adolot]

Eurghh

While I am recovering from my horrible sickness.. gyulps..

What does our smile fans call smle x player...

SmilingPlayer ??

Rebel's Messenger ???

Idk what do yall think???