#static miku x reader

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i’m so sorry about the wait! ><;; i’ve been so busy with other projects and irl stuff! T^T

but.. static migu… save me…

i just want her to comfort me.. and be in her arms… uwaaa…

so! get ready 💚 i’m finally writing this! and i’m sorry for taking so long staticlings 👉👈🥺 this is very self indulgent hehe.. so here u go!

(once again u can read as platonic or romantic idm, static miku is just possessive)

comfort static miku x reader

- everyday, you’d grown tired of your recent life. it was work/study. work/study, work/study, work/study.. it had become a monotonous routine, you could do it in your sleep by now..

- all you had was your comfort show. at the end of the day, 20 minutes. 20 minutes of color colors and late 80’s nostalgia with lively music playing in the background. it wasn’t much, and some might even call it childish, but it was yours.

- this show, which many had long forgotten, was your escape. and you’d binged it so many times.. that cute blue haired cartoon host’s design was properly engraved in your memory.

- what you didn’t know, however. was that your face was just as engraved in her mind as well. every small detail, through your tv screen and in her digital world. in every frame, she could imagine it perfectly.

- she’d never let you know. couldn’t. what if she scared off her favorite viewer? her… only.. viewer.. you were the only one left.

- you were so devoted too.. you loved her, her tv show, her reruns, her music, her lessons, everything.

- you were basically the perfect viewer! so…

- why did you always look so sad whenever you put her show on?

- her show was meant to make people happy! so.. how could she make you smile? …your pretty face should be smiling… she didn’t like that sad, tired look you had.. it made her feel.. weird… not the usual feeling of uselessness waiting she had while waiting for a viewer..

- you didn’t notice it at first, it was so subtle. the small changes in her reruns. how episodes would change slightly to be suited more to your tastes.. how did she know? well.. she maaaybe did pay attention when you weren’t watching…

- but it was all for you! and.. it was worth it if she saw your e/c eyes light up, just like stars! and hearing you laugh, what a pleasant sound!

- she’d never been more happy that her design made her cheeks naturally flushed.

- after a while, you did start to notice these changes. and you even tried to catch miku while she was off-script. and.. she began to panic.. which made her even more nervous..

- and eventually.. she slipped.

- she spoke your name out loud one day. right in the middle of an episode.

- you thought you would panic if you ever heard a tv character say your name.. but… you didn’t.

- the two of you just stared at each other. miku internally swearing the most child-friendly swear she could think of and you realizing that you were right all along..

- and.. you just cried. cried like you found someone who truly cared about you in this world.

- since miku had already said your name, she just threw the script away entirely and tried to hastily comfort you as best she could throw a tv screen.

- it made you cry harder, in a good way, somehow. your trembling hand reaching to touch her’s even though you couldn’t actually touch. and your hands just.. sat together for a second.. the size difference made your heart skip another beat..

- this.. cartoon character.. cared.. despite everything… even though you both lived in entirely different words..

- miku just continued to comfort you, smiling as she pat you.. or attempting to pat your head..

- it was the biggest comfort you’d had in ages.. you began spilling your heart out, thanking her for all her efforts. leaning against the tv, repeating yourself until your tears finally ran out.

- finally, it was just the two of you in silence… your favorite sentient tv character and her favorite viewer..

- you didn’t want to turn off the tv.. neither did she..

- you both just wanted to be in each other’s comforting company..

neither of you had to do anything right now. just be together.

[toastbutreallybored]

I love yournfucling work dawg and I want more Static Miku headcanons (leaning heavy on the angst yes please✰~)

note in the beginning because I can: pardon me I know u requested headcanons but I’m feeling very fanfic today I hope that’s okay ;-; still angst tho. I’m not sure what type you wanted so uhhh, suicidal reader ig. Also, thank u:)

Characters: (Static) Hatsune Miku

Sypnosis: (Depressed) reader being caught self harming and then comforted.

WARNING! Descriptive depictions of self harming and other sensetive topics!!!!!

Fanfic

Miku hadn’t seen you in a while, a rare thing since the both of you were, quite rather, glued to eachother. Were you okay?

Just as she escaped the confines of your TV, her surprisingly keen, rounded ears picked up the sound of sniffling. Your sniffling.

Miku paused, her eyes, albeit shut, turning to your door (shhh just imagine). She walked over, opening it a little and looking through the crack.

Through the slimmer of light, she could see you hunched over on the bed, sheets crumpled and curled around your thighs. There was a metallic tang of blood in the air.

Miku froze, words she so desperately wanted to speak stuck in her throat.

She watched as your hand lifted, something small and metallic in your grip, and slid slowly across your arm. You winced and repeated the motion despite the pain.

Miku’s heart dropped. She recognised the action, the blood, the feeling from her own days when she struggled. It was hard to grow out of, and it hurt her no less seeing you do it to yourself.

Without a word, she padded over to you and sat beside you on the bed. Your arms were coated in slits, blood oozing out, that went deep and jagged like snakes. Your thighs were no different.

No wonder you’d been wearing baggy clothes.

Miku met your gaze, and the two of you stared at eachother. Her eyes, light blue pupils glistening with poorly-hidden tears, had opened when she climbed up to you.

“Love,” she began, reaching out with shaky hands to take the blade away. She tucked it into her pocket, making a mental note to herself to check your room for anything else. “I… May I bandage your wounds for you…?”

You nod.

Miku gets up and walks to the bathroom, getting a medkit from a cupboard under your sink. By the time she returned, you were watching her.

She took the disinfectant and sprayed your cuts, kissing your cheek every time you winced and wriggled. She made sure to be gentle and slow to avoid spooking you.

The blood quickly dripped away, leaving the sight of your flesh bare to Miku’s eyes. Her heart felt sorrow, and she kissed your nose. Even as you looked away, her gaze held no judgement, only understanding and love.

The gauze didn’t burn as much, but you winced anyway. It felt strange, as she material and tape pressed against your skin and stopped you from bending your arms and legs.

“Darling,” Miku murmured, gaze catching yours. “I’m not gonna force you to talk to me, but I’m here, yeah? Whether you need to ramble about something, or… or when life is… chasing your ass, I’m right here beside you.”

That was the first time you’d heard her curse.

You nod and collapse into her arms, dwarfing her small body. She snuggled against your chest.

If you were calm, even just for a moment, she was, too.

Author’s note: I have more coming up (some spoken for angst and butcher vanity fluff) but I’m exhausted rn. I hope this isn’t too bad.

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so.. i’m back again~ how is everyone? a while ago i was inspired to write about static miku but i hit a stump, but now i managed to finish it! i accidentally made it kinda yandere… or maybe that’s just how she is? possessive owo;; anyways- i really like static miku so i hope you guys enjoy! even if its a bit short this time!

also ​i feel like this leans more platonic yandere? and y/n and miku are about the same age here, so you can imagine your own take!

well here we go! let the show start! ^^

yandere!static miku x y/n surprise behind the tv screen 📺🎵

- your family has had this old tv for… maybe decades? at least for your entire childhood, you know for sure. for every birthday, milestone, every holiday special. this tv has been there… so why did everyone start thinking it was time for a change?

- and of course, when you were younger, you used to watch an old kid’s show. just some random show you assumed was local, since you didn’t hear anyone talk about it once you got older. but you didn’t forget, did you? how could you forget all the memories you two made together? you watched even when everyone started getting tired of her.

- she was really getting desperate when your parent told you to move that “old hunk of junk” into the attic, after all, she was in there! she was still there! how could you just move her into some dusty old cramped attic?! that’s when miku finally revealed herself to you when you accidentally turned it on, calling your name out like you were a hero in her latest adventure..

- you screamed, obviously, and she froze.. she didn’t think she’d scare you that much.. did you really find her that frightening? was it her eyes? after a bit of calming you down, you slowly approached her and began asking questions which she was more than happy to answer, but first of all…

y/n! how could you scream at me like that?! hmph! i thought i- we… i! taught you better manners!

- it’s not like your parents ever stuck around long enough to see her teach you how to properly greet people or enunciate words so.. but the show was really varied in what it taught, from manners to math, but it seems she wanted to take credit for all of it.

and… wow.. you’ve grown up so much without me… i thought you’d never change y/n…

- her words now sounded somber, rather than scolding, her hand on the tv screen.. her eyes opening slightly as she realized just how much of your life she missed while she was still stuck. stuck behind this damn- darned static screen. and you were out in the real world..

how could you leave me, y/n? i was waiting so long… i thought we had a deal.. you’d watch my show… you always did! every saturday morning! and i’d entertain you! YOU! why wasn’t i enough?

- her hands turned to fists as she banged on the screen, anger and bitterness filling her eyes as she let out years of pent up words, questions, rage… hurt. why did you stop? weren’t the two of you happy? did you really stop because you were “too grown up”?

…was it me, y/n? i’ll fix it- we can go back, right?! you’ll watch me again? is that why you turned on the tv again? i swear, i’ve come up with plenty of episode ideas-

- you were backing away.

- you were looking for a way to turn off the tv and end this.. freaky cartoon come to life.

y/n… please.. don’t touch that dial.

i.. i’ve waited so long..

- no. she won’t let you. you’re all she has. you might not understand, but she’s been alone for so long.. oh, y/n.. dear y/n. you’re the only reason she hasn’t broken this tv herself. you’re literally her only hope.

- and she’ll follow you, no matter what.

- through every screen, even as you try to call for someone or just run away, she’ll be with you. she promised you after all. all those years ago when you were up on a late saturday night, crying all alone, you two made that promise that you’d be together, always. and she won’t break that promise now.

- even if she has to hurt anyone who she thinks will hurt your “friendship.” but hey! isn’t that what she preached? the power of friendship conquers all? she’d never lie about something like that.

y/n! you don’t need to look so scared! it’s just me… your friend! miku! do you wanna sing my old intro song for old time’s sake? just to calm you down?

it’s just you and me, against the world, y/n~!

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I love your take on static miku and how it’s not quite romantic but platonic in a way. I would love for you to write more ♡´･ᴗ･`♡

awww!! thank you so much!! 💚💚💚 i wasn’t sure on how to write static miku so i wanted to leave it up to the readers interpretation!! and i’m so glad you liked it T^T

i’ve had this sorta idea for a while but hadn’t had a chance to really flesh it out properly, and i’m not sure if it’s what you expected but i hope it’s okay? ;w; i just really like the idea of the reader and static miku both being the main characters in the show together and then bonding after a while of being alone in there, ig? ehehe.. -w-;; (this turned kinda bittersweet, sorry!) anyways, this one can be either romantic or platonic depending on how you wanna read it! so

here we go! i hope you’ll stay here a while!! ^^

static miku x co-host! reader

- it was always you and her, since the two of you could remember. in your fun little world. miku being the main star of the show while you were there to help keep things fun and interesting.

- but miku always relied on you, clung onto you and, well, cried on your shoulder whenever things didn’t go her way.

- you were reliable. and safe for her. in a world of cartoon physics, whimsical music and adventures that taught a moral at the end.

- the end.

- that’s right. it always had an end. everything always had to roll credits. but you two never expected your show to end so soon, but it just… stopped.

- everything did. the music, the other characters, any sign that showed a new episode would come? gone.

- miku denied it at first, she was so sure everything was just a fluke. that it’d be back next week. next year. it was just them preparing a new season.

- you both knew your show got cancelled.

- and now? the two of you were left alone, together. in a land filled with memories of what had been, what should’ve been. and questions of why?

- miku asked that a lot. she kept staring up a lot, hoping anyone would play a rerun of old episodes.

- you had to pull her away.

- eventually, you managed to figure out how to get some of world working again… like you were still on air. it made miku feel a bit better. the two of you pretended you were still hosting episodes for a while.

- and eventually, you just.. played together. you had fun. you got miku to smile again.

- you got her to laugh.

- you really missed her laughter, her joy. she was the main star for a reason.

- …

- you’d realized after… how long had the two of you been here? a while, that miku had been getting clingier. she held your hand more. she asked you more and more if you’d leave if you could. she held onto your arm.

- she seemed happy when you went on your “adventures” but also nervous when you had left her alone for too long, even if it was only an hour at most, and you were worried.

- of course, it wasn’t easy being here with only each other, you’re glad you are, you’d go insane otherwise. but you couldn’t always be together… right?

- well, miku thought so. she’d begun following you whenever you’d go on walks alone, and if you caught her? she said she was nervous you’d disappear.

- honestly, it was hard to be mad at her for that, but you tried to promise her that you wouldn’t go. you wouldn’t leave. that seemed to make her feel better.

- she didn’t like this feeling. she didn’t like needing reassurance. but after so much.. so much.. time in here.. she was always on edge without you. and she feels awful about it.

- but she doesn’t wanna give up holding your hand, holding your arm, being in your arms, either. they’re the only real thing left in this godforsaken place.

you’re her co-host. without you, what’ll happen to the show if any viewer finds this place? she can’t do this alone. you’re everything to her.