#willow x reader

[3amstoryreader]

They're the types to...//R1999

multiple characters x reader

Yes I'm back with the random headcanons (33 characters. That's a lot I didn't even notice)

Name Day is the type who'll force you to match with him in every game or customise his avatar to look like you in single-player games.

Moldir is the type of person who constantly takes care of you without expecting anything in return and gets very flushed when you try to handle things for her.

Medicine Pocket is the type to leave some treats around when you're in a bad mood. They're obviously doing it because it's annoying to see you frowning and not because they actually care.

Lorentz Butterfly is the type to whisper extremely inappropriate things in your ear at the worst time possible to see how you'll react.

Cheng Heguang is the type to carry you when you're tired, and he will insist even if you refuse multiple times. He'll gladly switch shoes or pieces of your outfit if you start to feel uncomfortable with what you're wearing.

Brume is the type to bring you tons of gifts and souvenirs from her travels because they reminded her of you.

Tooth Fairy is the type to make sure you always look impeccable before allowing you to step foot outside.

Paper Heron is the type to buy a bunch of desserts and sweets and ask you to rate them all with her (get ready, they're 98% pure sugar).

Aleph is the type who never gets tired of listening to you talk, even when he barely understands what you say. Bonus: he would read fanfics with you.

Nautika is the type to let you take naps on her. She will try her best not to move around and make noise. If you wake up because of her, she'll definitely feel bad.

Anjo Nala is the type who never leaves your side and over time becomes your shadow. She follows you around out of curiosity or to make sure nothing bad happens to you.

Enigma is the type who gives you his coat when he feels like it might be a bit too cold for what you're wearing. Try to complain and he'll completely ignore you.

Windsong is the type to reserve a front seat for you during her lectures. Seeing you there makes her extremely happy.

Sentinel is the type to enjoy long walks with you in places with beautiful scenery.

Semmelweis is the type who'd secretly do whatever catches your attention and give it as a surprise when you least expect it.

Hissabeth is the type to buy those flavored lip glosses and make you guess the flavor of each of them.

Tennant is the type to shamelessly slap your ass when you walk by and won't try to hide her amused face.

Horropedia is the type to wear those "I ♡ my partner" t-shirts in public and wear those with unhinged matching texts.

Dikke is the type to always open the door for you.

Isolde is the type who wears one of those necklaces with a picture or portrait of you.

X is type to hide your clothes so that you are left with no options but to wear his.

Reed is the type to give you one of her leaves to use as a bookmark and reminder of herself.

Willow is the type to decorate a whole room for you after your visits became more frequent. Now you have a place to go when she doesn't feel like seeing people.

Charon is the type who carefully preserves all the letters you send him as if they were written on the finest paper.

Beryl is the type who waits for you at the doorstep to greet you with a kiss.

Zima is the type who unknowingly holds your hand when you walk side by side. He will immediately let go and apologise if you point it out.

Centurion is the type who always stands up for you no matter the situation.

Corvus is the type who peels and cuts fruit and gives it to you during the day for no specific reason.

Kakania is the type to constantly brag about you to the point that everyone who knows her knows you, too.

Ulrich is the type to panic even for a sneeze and walk let you lift a finger if you end up getting sick.

Recoleta is the type who creates characters inspired by you in all her stories.

Getian is the type who won't eat anything you make unless you personally feed him.

Marsha is the type to play with your hair at night until you fall asleep.

[sonettosglasfeder]

a cigarette pressed between her lips (pt. 3)

ft. argus, tuesday, willow, druvis iii, lilya, hissabeth, brume, anjo nala

length : VERY short, about 100 words each part

prompt : kissing reverse 1999 girls / women while they're busy / distracted! (inspired by @/xilurs on tiktok!)

tags : gender neutral reader, (i tried) kissing, fluff, use of pet names, potential ooc, grammar errors, not betaread

sotd : "ultraviolence" by lana del rey

a/n : part 3... took me a month but i finally got this finished 😛(additional: brume's part was written before she was released in global and was proofread AND edited by @/matildascrystal on tt)

Argus - "All Seeing Light."

Argus slides the cloth against the sides of her rifle, polishing it clean of grime and dust. She leans back against the edge of a nearby table, the brim of her hat blocking her view of the sun above.

She doesn't notice your approach, lifting her head only to be met with your lips finding hers. The mercenary lets out a grunt and pauses what she was doing, setting her weapon aside before finally diverting her attention to you.

Her hands map out your body like she's memorizing it, palms sliding up your waist, chest, then eventually, your jaw. She holds your face when you two part, maintaining eye contact whilst her eye glints with mischief.

"Ain't you a bundle full of surprises, dear?"

Tuesday - "Miss Horror."

You grasp Tuesday's neck in a possessive hold to pull her closer mid-sentence, the maid dropping her broom and letting it clatter to the floor. Her lips smash against yours, the other woman's pale cheeks flushing pink.

Her hauntingly beautiful laugh that bubbles up quickly dissolves into a sharp intake of breath when you bite down on her bottom lip. She tastes of honeysuckle and sweet lies, when your tongue brushes near her teeth, the maid retaliating by pushing you right up against the nearest wall.

"Tsk. Greedy thing," She mutters against your lips, breath ragged and heavy while she deepens the kiss with intense fervor. Then she parts, lips curling into a wicked grin with a sultry look in her eye. "I like that."

Willow - "Charlotte O'Hagan."

"I'll be out for a bit. I need ingredients." Willow barely manages to take a half step out the door when your fingers wrap around her wrist. She pauses, whirling around to protest, only to feel your lips slotting with hers in the next moment.

A shudder runs through Willow's spine, her free hand loosening its grip on the doorknob. She reluctantly gives in, reciprocating the action with a flutter of her eyelids. As soon as you both break apart, she turns around to leave. When she does, your hold only tightens, prompting the other woman to stop.

"You..." She begins, eyes searching your expression for any sign of surrender. Finding none, she grumbles but kicks the door shut. "Fine. It can't hurt to stay longer." She mutters, kissing you again with more force than necessary.

Druvis III - "The Druid."

The wind whistles as it blew past Druvis' figure, her head tilting up as she watches how the trees sway in the slightest. The leaves fall and scatter, distracting her from hearing your approach.

She blinks and snaps from her thoughts, feeling your steady fingers threading into her hair and bringing her closer. She relaxes immediately, leaning into your touch with a soft sigh. Her hands found your waist, the warmth of the druid's body contrasting the cool breeze.

When you two leisurely part, Druvis smiles ever so slightly and presses her forehead against yours, eyes closing contentedly. "...Thank you." She whispers, voice soft as silk.

Lilya - "Goddess of Victory."

With the grace of someone who had lost all patience, you grab Lilya's face with both hands and pull her in, cutting the pilot off mid-word.

She nearly drops her flask in shock, ceasing her movements completely once your lips came in contact with hers. She tastes of vodka and reckless decisions, a surprised gasp emitting from her throat.

Lilya's eyes flutter shut, her gloved palms finding your waist. For once, the first-class pilot keeps quiet even when you pull away to catch your breath. Her lips eventually form into what looks like a fond smile, the breathless laugh that escapes her mouth soothing when it reaches your ears.

"You know how to shock a girl." She remarks.

Hissabeth - "Sylvie Dubois."

Hissabeth nearly drops the materials for her next experiment when your fingers curl into the fabric of her garment, dragging her into a kiss filled with pent-up heat.

She backs up until her hip meets the edge of her desk. setting the tools aside. She grabs ahold of your shoulders, your body pressing flush with the melusine's. She playfully nips at your lip, drawing out a sound out of you that rings in her ears.

The moment you two part, she's already tilting your chin up to exposure your neck. Hissabeth leans in close, sharp fangs grazing your skin.

"A little off-task won't hurt anyone." She purrs, palms sliding beneath your shirt.

Brume - "Adèle Tavernier."

"Oh, I'm finished." A relieved sigh leaves Brume's lips when she lounges back into her seat, shutting the engine of her car off before her eyes close. You shift, making your way over the Brume's side.

When she least expected it, you sat right onto her lap and cradled Brume's face between your palms. Her eyes open, widening in surprise. She didn't process the situation until your lips press against hers, but she eventually melts into it, her hands coming to a rest at your hips.

When you part away for air, the driver you're straddling whines in protest and leans in for your neck. She attacks your collarbone with hasty pecks, her breath hot against your neck when she whispers. "Don't surprise me like that..."

Anjo Nala - "Nala Hari."

Anjo Nala nearly trips off of the empty stage when your fingers slide into her hair, the singer's priceless gasp echoing in your ears before you mash your lips against hers.

The succubus' fingers twitch against her microphone before she lets it drop to the floor with a thump. She seizes your shoulders, a shudder traveling through her body when your fingers tighten in her curls.

Anjo is left breathless as you part away, silence ensuing. Her mouth is agape as she tries to find the words to fill in the quiet space surrounding the both of you. When she speaks, her words come out in a delicate whisper.

"The least you could do was warn me..." She mutters.

a/n n.2 : pt.4 coming out tmrw!

[frickingnerd]

willow schnee with a poor s/o

pairing: willow schnee x gn!reader

tags: wholesome fluff, slowburn romance, friends to lovers, poor x rich trope, affectionate!reader, happy ending

as a schnee, willow never had to worry about money, yet love was something she barely knew. compared to her, you grew up in poverty, but were surrounded by people who genuinely loved you

when the two of you met, it was obvious that the other had what you needed and without being asked to, you were more than willing to give to each other without expecting anything in return

willow had more than enough money, more than she even knew what to do with, so why not help out someone in need? it helped that the person she was helping was quite loveable as well…

meanwhile you were ready to give willow the genuine love and kindness she needed, even if it was just platonic at first

but soon, you truly fell in love with her and willow fell for you as well. the money you got from her to support yourself played no role in your love for her, as you would've loved her even if she was poor!

still, you couldn't deny that the life you started to live once you began dating willow wasn't better than what you were used to!

no more going hungry because you couldn't afford food, no more freezing in winter because you couldn't afford the bill for the heater and no more wearing clothes until they fell apart

willow made sure to allow you to live a comfortable life, while also not wasting the money and spoiling you

still, there were many things you never had the money for that willow wanted you to finally experience!

[nickeverdeen]

Nineteen Again | Kit Tanthalos x fem!reader

Pairings: Kit x reader (romantic)

Type of fic: Comfort, Fluff

Warnings: Nightmare

Summary: Kit is a brave woman, but them again she is 19 years old and now after what happened she lets it show, but only shows this side to you.

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The castle halls were quiet, the soft hum of the night broken only by the occasional sound of wind rattling the windows. Kit Tanthalos lay wide awake in her room, her heart pounding from the remnants of a bad dream she couldn’t quite shake. She ran a hand through her hair, trying to calm herself, but the shadows seemed to loom larger with each passing minute.

She turned onto her side, then her back, then onto her other side, frustration building. Kit prided herself on her strength, on her independence, on being unshakable—but in this moment, she felt small, like the scared kid she rarely allowed herself to be.

Her thoughts wandered, inevitably, to you. The image of your warm smile and the way you always seemed to know how to comfort her flashed through her mind, and for a moment, she felt guilty for even considering waking you. You deserved your rest, after all. But the silence in her room grew heavier, and eventually, Kit gave in, muttering to herself, “Just this once.”

She slipped out of bed and went down the hall to your room, her bare feet making barely a sound against the cold stone floors. When she reached your door, she hesitated, chewing her bottom lip. She knew how much you valued your sleep, but she couldn’t bring herself to turn away.

Quietly, Kit pushed the door open and slipped inside. The moonlight streaming through the window illuminated your sleeping figure, and for a moment, Kit just stood there, taking in how peaceful you looked. Her heart ached, but not from fear anymore—just from how much she adored you.

She carefully climbed into bed, her movements slow and deliberate to avoid startling you. But as she settled in beside you, the mattress dipped, and your eyes fluttered open, squinting at the figure now lying next to you.

“Kit?” you murmured, your voice heavy with sleep.

Kit froze, caught in the act. “Sorry,” she whispered, her voice barely audible. “I didn’t mean to wake you.”

You blinked a few times, processing her presence, before noticing the faint sadness in her eyes. Despite the strong front Kit usually put on, you could see she was uneasy. You reached out, brushing a strand of hair from her face.

“Are you alright?” you asked gently, your voice full of concern.

Kit hesitated, her pride warring with her need for comfort. “Yeah, I’m fine,” she said quickly, though her voice betrayed her.

You gave her a knowing look but didn’t push. Instead, you leaned in and pressed a soft kiss to her lips, then another to the tip of her nose. The gesture made Kit’s lips twitch into the beginnings of a smile, her shoulders relaxing slightly.

“Come here,” you whispered, wrapping your arms around her. You both lay on your sides, your body curling around hers protectively.

Kit nestled closer, burying her face in the crook of your neck. The warmth of your embrace and the steady rhythm of your breathing began to soothe her frayed nerves. For the first time that night, she felt safe.

“Thank you,” she mumbled, her voice muffled against your skin.

“You don’t have to thank me,” you replied, running a hand through her hair. “You can always come to me, Kit. No matter what.”

Kit didn’t respond, but the way she melted into your arms said more than words ever could. The strong, fierce princess may have carried the weight of the world on her shoulders, but here, in your arms, she allowed herself to just be a 19-year-old girl in need of comfort.

Within minutes, Kit’s breathing evened out as she dozed off, her earlier fears forgotten. You pressed a soft kiss to the top of her head and smiled to yourself, holding her a little tighter.

Whatever nightmares had plagued her, they didn’t stand a chance now.

[tohisprettyc00l]

When you get (badly) injured

Amity: PANICC. She is calling Emira so fucking fast. Once the initial panic calms down she wraps abomination goo around the wound. Once Emria shows up she majorly calms down. Once Emria is done she makes sure you're fully alright.

Luz: Screaming and crying. I'm joking but she is scared. She quickly gets wrap-around band-aids with normal fun band-aids on top. Makes sure you are healing properly. Will not tolerate you overexerting yourself. She'll help you do anything that requires you to move the part of your body that you hurt.

Willow: Tries her best to be calm. She disinfects and badges you up. Then nearly kills you with a bear hug. She is slightly more protective of you for the next week or two (I.E. any time you fall a bunch of vines sprout up stopping you from falling.)

Hunter: More shaken up than you. He has a lot of knowledge on how to bandage wounds after being in the Emperor's coven. He shakily disinfects the wound and puts wrap-around bandages on it. He keeps asking if you're okay over and over. He is overprotective of you afterward. Overall pretty okay.

Vee: Has no clue what to do. While she was in captivity she rarely got majorly hurt. She quickly fetches Luz and Camila and asks them for advice. Camila is way more helpful than Luz. (also get ready for at least one hour of cuddles.)

Raine: They are so very worried about you :(. Since they led multiple rebel groups they have informed themselves on how to properly patch up a wound. Gives you painkillers when they can. Also helps you rest with a bard spell.

Eda: "Pretends to be all cold-hearted but actually cares a lot!" She has bought potions to help heal people so she gives you one of them. After you fully healed she cuddles with you in her nest. She's in harpy mode and has her wings wrapped around you.

Emira: She can heal you herself. So she isn't really worried at all. She gives you a lot of kisses though. 10/10 would recommend as a caretaker.

Edric: He panics. Hard. He gives you healing potions like Eda. You do heal pretty quickly (especially compared to how much he panicked.) He does baby you even a week after you fully heal-

The Collector: They can just heal you with a snap of their fingers lmao.

Lilith: She is actually pretty calm. In the same vein as Raine and Hunter, she used to basically be second in command of the Emperor's coven. So she calmly patches you up. While lecturing you to be more careful.

Gus: Very sad to see you hurt. He swiftly gets one of his friends. Most likely Willow. Gives you so many hugs. 

[faithlehaneblog]

Masterlist

Requests: OPEN

Last updated: 3/7/2026

Rules:

I write for Faith Lehane (post-season 3) and platonic!Spike

Please specify if you'd like an imagine, oneshot, or headcanon—and smut or fluff!

I write for nb!reader and f!reader (f!reader in smut scenes).

No descriptions of race, ethnicity, and body size (unless requested for plus!sized reader)

I do NOT write pedophilia, BDSM, CNC, other content that may make me uncomfortable

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[ilovechuuyakjk]

well i said i would write this

I think Luz has an adult version like 18 or 19 so you will have a 20 or 21 like Hunter

You have wings

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It's been more than 4 years since Belos was killed, it's hard to believe such an evil and powerful man died by rain. but it's what they always say, life is strange and there's no way to deny it.

On the day it all ended, you had no one waiting for you

No one

No one.

Simply no one because the person who cared the longest died for you

But hey you still had your lovers, willow and hunter, the ones that comforted you during that time

But over time you learned to comfort yourself and how to live like that

During those four years you built an orphanage near where Hunter worked with paslimans.

Clearly not alone because you weren't old enough yet to do everything yourself, you were just a teenager studying at hexside

Speaking of hexside, you have a lot of hexside memories, especially your first groom where you danced with hunter and willow, that one you probably won't forget

coming back to the rest, you built an orphanage for the children who didn't have parents or couldn't be near their parents, mostly they were children whose parents had died during the war

You started to have a soft spot for them, and they for you, they saw you as if you were really their parent, and you were secretly happy about it, after all you were the one who had the idea to create it

.

..

...

....

Today was the "kingceanera" of Luz, you haven't been there yet because you haven't had time, you had matters to take care of before you go and when Luz comes owlbert will let you know

But you didn't expect Willow and hunter to come with him, you were surprised when you saw them both entered the room

" You guys also came with owlbert? I expected you to be there for now "

You said with papers in your hands with a happy but amazed face

" you're not the only one with things to do darling, and we decided to all go there together so now let's get lilith so hurry up! "

Willow said approaching you and giving you a kiss on the cheek followed by hunter putting a soft hand on your back near your wings

" You can leave that for later now we have to go! She can arrive at any time! "

hunter said taking his hands off your back and making a move for you to follow owlbert and Willow

They waited for you to spread your wings and fly with them. The children stayed with one of the people who worked for you.

.

And so you went to get the others and when you arrived it was beautiful, everyone was happy, especially Luz. And so we're you but you decided to stay in a corner listening to people talk

" Hey are you ok my love? You are quieter than usual "

Hunter said pulling you to a corner further away from people

" yea I was just wondering... what would happen if owlbert never took the book from luz " You said with a calm voice but a distant look

" wait what? "

" like i know it's pathetic thoughts but sometimes i can't stop thinking about it, like it's just weird to think that this all started because of that, it's just a test to demonstrate how life is strange don't you think? "

He stared at you in amusement not knowing what to say for a few seconds but then the strange expression on his face turned into a small smile which was followed by a sigh

" sometimes it's not worth having those thoughts in your head because then you go crazy thinking about it when you can't find a solution for them. Without her probably half of us would be worse off than we were. And now what do you think about enjoying the kingceanera? Tomorrow we talk about it what do you think? "

He said grabbing your hand and going closer to the people

" Yea you're right let's enjoy it while we can and tomorrow we'll talk " You said giving Hunter a kiss on the cheek. you totally didn't forget during the whole party but the party calmed you down a bit

Willow, you and hunter were talking the whole time

After all, that night was just to enjoy

Because you had to buy food for the orphanage first thing in the morning

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This was not a requests I just wanted to write to them

Hope you like it!!!

Byeeeee

[frogspond200]

𝙷𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚘𝚠 𝚂𝚖𝚞𝚝 𝙷𝚌𝚜

Requested by: Anon

Ask: PLEASE DO POLY! AGED UP HUNTLOW X READER SMUT HEADCANNONS IM BEGGING YOU

Warning: SMUT! DONT GO ANY FURTHER IF YOUR UNDERAGE (unless you want to get traumatized.)

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Hunter, with his brooding nature and striking looks, exudes an irresistible charm. His intense gaze and confident demeanor make it hard for anyone to resist his advances. (I can't stop imagining the Chad meme💀)

When alone with him, Hunter's touch is electric, leaving a trail of goosebumps in its wake. His hands explore every curve and crevice of the reader's body, leaving them craving for more.

Willow's gentle nature and caring personality make intimacy with her a beautiful experience. She takes her time, ensuring the reader feels loved and cherished every step of the way.

Willow's soft kisses trail across the reader's skin, igniting a passionate fire within them. The tenderness in her touch creates an intimate connection, making the reader feel safe and desired.

The reader finds themselves caught between the allure of Hunter and the tender touch of Willow. Hunter's dominant nature contrasts with Willow's more submissive tendencies, creating a tantalizing dynamic. (bon appétit 👌🫦)

In the heat of the moment, the reader experiences the best of both worlds, fulfilling their deepest desires. Hunter and Willow work together, expertly pleasuring the reader, creating a mind-blowing experience.

Hunter and Willow are open-minded and willing to explore various kinks and fantasies. They take turns fulfilling the reader's wildest desires, pushing boundaries in a safe and consensual manner.

From light bonding to sensory play, they create a world of pleasure where inhibitions are shed. Together, they guide the reader on a sensual journey, ensuring their satisfaction is paramount.

After passionate encounters, Hunter, Willow, and the reader share moments of tenderness and care. They cuddle together, basking in the warmth and comfort of each other's presence.

Hunter and Willow reassure the reader of their love and devotion, creating a strong emotional bond. The trio finds solace in one another, their connection going beyond the physical, creating profound intimacy.