Hi!! I was wondering if you could write a ronin × transmasc!reader? Maybe Ronin helps with their t shot or helps them find gender affirming clothing -🪲 (anon)
Under his (wretched) wing.
PAIRING! -> Transmasc!Reader x Ronin Beaufort
a/n: Thank you for the request my lovely beetle anon! Sorry if there's any misconceptions, i tried to gather enough info! </3, hope you enjoy!!
a/n²: my motivation is all over the place rn, sorry if i don't get to your request <//////3
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Ronin grips the base of your thigh, adjusting the syringe gripped in his fist.
"You're always such a baby with this," Ronin rolled his eyes, glaring up at you through his eyebrows. "Ready?"
"Not everyone is an absolute beast in their transition." You sarcastically remark. "...Give me a second."
A second passes, and Ronin lowers the needle.
"Wait! wait, wait. Stop rushing me."
"It's almost sunset." Ronin gives a distant look to the window behind you, in response, you whip your head around to catch the fall of the blazing star.
The second your eyes connect with the very much still far up in the sky sun, a stabbing sensation pulses through your thigh. You seethe, instinctively trying to jump up. Alas, Ronin was gripping onto your torso with a free arm, pushing the thick consistency of testosterone into you.
The way he glared up at you was oddly intimate, and you'd feel flustered if the weird feeling of dense sap wasn't actively being injected into you.
"How hard was that?" He hums teasingly, sliding the needle out of you. A droplet of blood rolls down the length of your leg, and you're too frazzled to notice the way Ronin not so subtly licks at the bead of red.
As you gather your bearings, he rubs the area that was injected with one hand, holding a cotton bud to your wound with the other.
You give him a curious look.
"Helps the oil spread." He mumbles out, answering your unasked question before halting his massaging.
"..Thanks."
"Anyday. It's a gift to stab you without you actually dying."
And you try to scowl at him, to find his words offensive. But you can't help but feel endearment bubble in your guts. Oh, how far you've fallen.
𝜗ৎ Ronin often shares his experiences with you - giving you advice, tips and whatnot.
𝜗ৎ Always there to validate you in the most shrewd ways possible; it's so subtle you only notice hours later thinking back.
𝜗ৎ Ronin takes anyone misgendering/unvalidating you extremely seriously. If it's in any way purposeful, he's already planned their disposal.
𝜗ৎ Insists on doing your shots, not only because he wants to stab you, but he likes being apart of your journey
uhhh this isn't gonna be relevant/a reality for several months at this point but to the zero [0] people who were wondering: if honey's getting an appropriate verse for smrpg / if i end up making a different oc for it (not unlikely) she's/they've gotta be one 'a these fuckers
