Hi there! I realized it would be kind of handy if I made one of these and I didn't want this blog to look like a complete mess, so here it is.
You can call me Kane and I only use he/him pronouns. I will mostly post ×Reader fics, but don't expect anything great from my writing— English isn't even my first language in the first place, so I apologize for the possible mistakes. I only write for fun and own comfort, so I don't think I'll be taking requests.
My fandoms? Identity V, Persona 5, Danganronpa, Kingdom Hearts and Cookie Run are the main ones right now.
Also, I love to read books. Chances are I'll talk about them a lot. Some of my favorite series are The Kingkiller Chronicle, The Path of the Ranger, Assassin's Apprentice, Percy Jackson, Falling Kingdoms, The Night Angel and Ranger's Apprentice (I used to love this last one but it just got... boring since the fourth book).
I guess I should end this with a DNI. It's gonna be pretty simple: don't interact if you think harassing other people is okay, no matter what. I don't mind what y'all do or think, I don't care about your opinions. Just have some common sense and know how to respect each other.
That was it! Here you can find a list with all my writings so far.
‘simple and clean- ray of hope mix’ is such a cute fun bubbly song
why is it the opening theme for a game about a woman with ptsd being forced to fight off her inner demons and manifested regrets as she hopelessly wanders through the pits of hell
A/N: I swear I wrote this before I knew about the nerf— Nothing else to add, ilhsm<3.
Type: headcanons.
Reader: G/N.
Warnings: none.
W/C: 495.
•Literally the most timid, yet sweetest person you could ever have as a lover. Tracy may struggle to find the appropriate way to show you her affection and she ends up being clumsy with it 99% of the time, but still— she tries so hard for you.
•Any kind of physical affection and even lovely words from you make her so flustered that her face becomes completely red and she starts to stutter.
•That's just her having no previous experience, don't worry.
•She gives you lots and lots of gifts, mostly gadgets and other stuff she made herself. If Tracy heard you complaining about how hard something was for you, she memorized every single detail and made a gadget to help you. If she can't take you out of her mind when she's working, she takes a 'break' and makes something with probably little to zero utility but with the shape of a heart and your name on it.
•She even programmed her bot so it's able to say 'I love you' when her words don't come out—
•Tracy spends most of her time working in her room, but once she's finished, she may get clingy when you're finally in her arms at the end of the day (or when she's in yours).
•"I think I should return to my room, it's getting late..."
•"W-wait, no! I-I mean... We can cuddle a little more..."
•Like, very clingy.
•"O-or just sleep together..."
•Please stay with her.
•She gets scared very easily, which means that she'll quietly approach to you whenever she starts to feel anxious and silently ask for your comfort. Cuddles, kisses, hugs, sweet words... Anything works as long as it's you. You're probably the only one able to calm her down so quickly.
•Little spoon? Little spoon.
•Well, she doesn't mind holding you at all if she has to, she's just unsure of what to do and how.
•Tracy actually enjoys it when she makes you blush, most of the times accidentally. She giggles at your reaction when you're flustered, unless you make her blush as well, which isn't hard. In that case you're both a flustered mess laughing at each other for being so cute.
•Hear me out, PDA is definitely not her type of thing. If it's indoors, better. Until the moment she gets jealous.
•It doesn't happen often, but it does. Only when someone's clearly flirting with you or getting way too close.
•Expect her to hold your hand, your arm, hold you in general, kiss you and make sure the person who was flirting with you gets the message.
•Even after that person is gone, she still wants to be as close to you as possible with people around, holding you or letting you hold her as much as you want.
•"T-that was impressive, honey."
•"I-I had to do something to let it clear or else–"
A/N: Everyone says "Naib is so hot" and "Mary chair me" but no one appreciates our beloved doctor istg/j. Jokes aside, she's such a comfort character and I felt like writing fluff (again!). Enjoy whatever this is.
Summary: Emily comforts you when you get scared during a storm.
Genre: fluff.
W/C: 1,2k.
Warnings: none.
The brutality with which the wind was blowing was incredible, accompanied by a heavy rain. The tree branches moving could be heard everywhere in the manor, and if it wasn't enough, there were lightning bolts illuminating the sky from time to time. And even with such a dangerous storm, none of the matches for that day were cancelled. A true nightmare for you, someone who was very scared of storms.
That detail was embarrassing at best. You seriously considered the idea of not going and just staying in your room. If someone asked, you could say you were sick. No one was aware of any penalties for not attending a match, so you hoped there weren't any.
You looked at the window. The trees seemed like they were alive, and the rain didn't have any intentions to stop soon. You saw a flash of light in the blink of an eye, and you immediately closed your eyes as you covered your ears. Another lightning. You hated it there. You had already made up your mind.
Trying to make yourself feel better, or at least, less scared, you went to your bed and covered yourself completely with the blankets. The soft texture had something comforting, and you didn't care if you seemed like a little child at that moment. You were staying there.
The lack of your presence was, however, somewhat hard to ignore between the other three survivors who were about to start the match.
"Oh, maybe they got sick? A cold?" Emma suggested, smiling and positive as always without making a big deal about it.
"That... makes no sense... They could just have told me..." Emily said, with worried expression on her face. Something was off to her. She was your partner, and you always let her take care of you when you were injured or not feeling well. She was a doctor, after all.
"We'll have to start without them if they don't come, you know..." Kevin reminded her.
"... I'm sorry, I'll be right back." Emily stood up and quickly went to the door without giving them the chance to protest or complain. She needed to know if you were okay, and the match could wait a little longer.
She would usually have never done that. Always trying to be the best example for her beloved ones and follow the rules, just as it should, according to her. It was strange how one person could change someone's behaviour and personality at certain moments, making them act without thinking.
Deep into her own thoughts as she walked, she didn't even realize where she was going. Calm down, she told herself. Their room. I got to check their room first, of course.
A few minutes passed before she finally came to your room. She didn't precisely run to get there, but taking her time hadn't been an option for her either. Once in front of the door, she stopped, hoping for you to be there safe. The woman knocked, and when she heard your steps walking towards the door, a relieved sigh escaped from her mouth. You didn't open the door completely; only enough to be able to see who was outside with one of your eyes. You then felt your heart beat incredibly faster when you saw the unexpected presence of your lover in front of you.
"Dear?..." she calmly whispered, as usual when she was with you. The doctor didn't like to raise her voice at all, but due to her important role as a healer during the matches, it couldn't be helped. She had to be firm and confident in order to let everyone know that everything was okay, especially the survivors she healed. Being with you was a different story, though. She always used a soft, sweet tone when talking, a tone she wouldn't use with anyone else, no matter the situation. It was comforting not only for you, but also for herself. "Are you okay? We have a match today, love. Did no one tell you?..." she asked with a bit of worry and concern in her voice this time.
You opened the door to let her in, guilt covering your eyes for not telling her you weren't going. Just as you opened your mouth to answer, a flash quickly appeared only to disappear again. Some seconds passed, and you knew what to do. With your hands on your ears, you looked down, embarrassed, waiting for the lightning to end. "I-I'm sorry for not telling you, a-and I know this is really ridiculous, but..."
"Are you... scared? Is that it?" Emily asked, kindly. You nodded.
"...Yes. The storm. I know it's dumb, but...!" your lover put a finger on your lips, not letting you finish what you were about to say.
"Sweetheart. Why would that be ridiculous?" she said, smiling and relieved. "I thought something bad happened, and I'm so glad to see you're in one piece." She giggled, trying to calm you down, even if it was only a bit.
You laughed as well, not sounding as convincing as you wanted to. You were trying, at least. Emily, who was already inside your room and had closed the door with a quick movement, took both of your hands and gave you her most warmth and lovely smile.
"Hey, don't worry. We all have fears, don't we? It's natural."
"W-what about the match?"
"...Maybe we could skip this one. Only this one."
You looked at her, confused.
"We? You mean you're...?"
"If it's okay for you... I can stay here until the storm ends. Maybe that'll make you feel better."
"W-would you really...? I mean... yes. I wouldn't mind... if you stayed here with me."
"Say no more, then" Emily left a kiss on your forehead and on your hands before pulling away and closing the windows and curtains. She lit a candle you had on your desk, giving the room a more relaxing atmosphere. Finally, she went to your bed, inviting you to join her and cuddle.
That's exactly what you wanted, and that's exactly what you did. Hesitant at first, your steps resonated across the room as you got closer to her until you reached the bed. Emily's arms were open for you, waiting, and then every sign of doubt finally disappeared from you. You almost threw yourself at her, feeling an immense feeling of safety and warmth under her touch. She couldn't help but giggle again at your reaction. After making sure the blankets were covering the two of you good enough, she started to play with your hair, slowly, as she whispered to your ear. She wanted you to relax and forget about everything at that precious moment, including the storm.
"It's okay, my love. I won't let you go" her words were merely audible, almost camouflaged with the relaxing silence in the room.
Your eyes were already closed, and your breathing began to get heavier. With your last moment of consciousness for that day, you whispered back to her.
"... Thank you. I... love you so much... my angel..."
The doctor blushed when she heard your sleepy words, thanking to have you half asleep already.
"Sweet dreams, dear. I'll make sure to keep you safe."
A/N: This is basically a self-insert since I've been crushing so hard on her for a while now. I wish I had better characterization skills because this is the fourth time I write something and then delete it lol.
Summary: Ibuki Mioda, your partner, hears your voice for the first time.
Genre: Fluff.
W/C: 946.
Warnings: a lot of physical touch, if that's considered one.
(English is not my first language, so I apologize for all the mistakes.)
You loved your girlfriend. Even when your personalities were completely the opposites, you really did. She was wild, loud, social and chaotic, an extroverted hyperactive girl. Meanwhile, you were... more on the quiet side. Sometimes, you wondered why would someone like her fall in love with someone like you, who couldn't say a word to anyone. And that was when she would assure you how important you were to her, how much she loved you and how happy you made her every day. She always made you smile when you were feeling insecure.
The communication between you two was surprisingly fluent. Ibuki didn't know sign language, but she was the one holding the conversations as you nodded and gestured. Sometimes, if you had something important to tell her, you just took a notepad and wrote it down, but you didn't carry it everywhere you went since you didn't want to stand out.
It wasn't weird for Ibuki to randomly pass by your house and spend time with you. You always smiled when you saw her at your door, playing with her fingers as she asked if she could go in. That afternoon wasn't different.
She would usually play songs for you or bring some videogames, or even just sit next to you on your bed to talk about dumb little things. Unfortunately, you were feeling tired that day. You made her know it just in case, still expecting to do as usual, but she didn't ignore you just like that.
"Ibuki's s/o is sleepy today?" she said with a playful, teasing tone. "Don't worry! You can cuddle with her and rest" Ibuki spread her arms, ready to catch you. It would be a lie if she said she wasn't expecting you to spring to her.
You quickly signed 'thank you', which was probably one of the few things she had learned in sign language due to how frequently you used it. You also signed 'I love you' before getting into her arms and letting her wrap you in a hug. You closed your eyes and let your mind fall asleep while she played with your hair and left a kiss on your forehead from time to time.
"Ibuki loves you too" she whispered, or at least, she tried to whisper. Her voice was loud by itself.
And so, you slept for the rest of the afternoon, cuddling with one of the persons you loved the most. Ibuki, however, didn't fall asleep. She physically couldn't, so she decided to enjoy those moments with you instead and held you closer.
After a while, you started to move. Tense, stiff movements, as if you were trying to escape from something or someone. It didn't take too long for Ibuki to realize you were having a nightmare. She wasn't really sure of what to do to calm you down since she didn't want to wake you up, but soon enough you did it by yourself. Your eyes widely opened, scared at first. You hadn't realized it was all a bad dream yet.
"I-Ibuki...? Where are you...?" you then woke up completely. Your partner was still holding you, and nothing had changed. Nothing of what happened was real. You let out a sigh, holding her closer and hiding your face on her shoulder.
Meanwhile, Ibuki was... surprised at least. It was the first time she had heard your voice, and even if it was right after having a nightmare, the only thing she could think about was how cute it sounded. It took her by surprise, and her face was starting to blush.
"Is everything okay? You seemed scared."
You nodded, without letting her go.
"I-I don't know if it's a good moment, but... your voice was really cute. I-Ibuki loves it."
You then processed everything. You had a nightmare. You woke up and instictively called for her. You spoke to her, not even fully awake. Your face started to turn red now that you were thinking about it.
You finally let her go, missing her warmth at the very moment you separated from her. You gestured, trying to ask her what did you say. She understood what you meant.
"Ibuki."
"Hm?" you quietly murmured.
"That's... the first thing you said."
Now your face was totally red. You tried to hide it with your hands, something that didn't succeed since it was already obvious how flustered you were. You heard Ibuki letting out a laugh by your reaction. She hugged you, unable to contain her happiness.
"You're so, so adorable! I'm so glad I got a chance to hear you!" she finally said. You couldn't be more flustered at that point. But at the same time, you felt some happiness as well. Maybe, soon enough, you'd be able to tell her how much you loved her by words and not by merely murmuring after waking up. The simple thought of it made you smile.
Bonus:
Ibuki pulled away from the kiss, leaving you breathless. Her hands were around your neck, and her playful eyes told you everything she had to say. She kissed you on the lips once more, wild as she was, not wanting to accept that the time was already up and you two had things to do.
You didn't want to accept it either. Looking at her eyes, you barely opened your mouth.
"One more" you whispered, asking— no, begging her.
Her smile only got bigger. It was weird to hear you speak, but her heart would beat faster every time you did. Even if you would only say simple words, it was more than enough for her. She'd never get tired of your voice.
Hi there! If you're okay with it, may I request Ibuki Mioda crushing and/or confessing hcs?,, She's just too perfect– 👉🏻👈🏻
Dude your opinion is so correct she's so perfect.
Ibuki Mioda Crushing Headcannons
Cw: Gender Neutral Reader, confessing, mentions of spacing out
Character(s): Ibuki Mioda
Crushing
She'll stare out into space a ton more than she usually does in her classes. This includes tapping on her desk with her pen and bouncing her leg.
Sometimes she'll come running up to you to walk you to class. This actually might make you late because she has to stop to catch her breath because she just sprinted from across campus to see you.
But that's okay because she's adorable when she's all flushed.
Ibuki absolutely will make you playlists for every occasion. Just wanting music to relax to? She made one that's seven hours long just for that. Getting breakfast from a gas station? Probably has one made for that exactly.
Follows you around everywhere. Even tries to impress you sometimes with her singing/playing skills.
When she's writing/practicing music, she'll pause to think about you sometimes and it'll inspire her almost immediately. She loves to write love songs about you but never tells you they're about you.
She'll have to leave the room with a pink face if she finds out you're listening to a song by her
she'll scream if it's a song about you by her
If you give her your number she'll spam-text you whenever she has the chance. It's always stupid things like about how she saw a dog outside that looked like Hulk Hogan. But that's okay because she's ADORABLE!
She grabs your hand a lot when you two are walking together with her face somewhat flushed.
Confessing
Definitely does it at golden hour after school.
When you stop at your locker to pack up and finally walk home, you see a note in the little lines of your locker door.
When you unwrap it, the note asks you to meet her under the huge tree in the old playground. There was no signature, so you had no clue who it came from, but it did have your name at the top so it was definitely meant for you.
A weird feeling sinks in the pit of your stomach as you stuff the note in your pocket and get ready to go to the other side of campus.
Once you get there, you look around but see nobody. After a few moments you decide to look up to see your current best friend, Ibuki, sitting on a tree branch with both hands on her chest as if she were calming her heart.
Ibuki hops down, straightens her posture, and takes in a deep breath.
Her lungs emptied in a moment, but you understood enough to realize that she confessed her feelings for you.
She shifts from foot to foot the whole time you thought about your answer. Her teeth chew at her inner lip anxiously.
Once you say yes, she jumps up in an almost-scream of joy and tackles you in a tight hug.
Ibuki pulls away from the hug for a moment to stare at you before kissing your cheeks, your forehead, and finally your lips. The kiss was sweet and heartfelt, and her lips tasted like cotton candy.
Once she pulls away, her cheeks are almost as pink as her accessories.
That night, she walks you home and parts ways with you, but not without a final kiss on the cheek.
Ending Thoughts
This was so fun to write! Since this was my first request I might have gotten some things wrong, but please tell me if I did. I'm still very new to Tumblr.
Thank you for requesting, and have a good afternoon.
