Idk If It's Just Me But I Feel Like There's Lack Of Lackadaisy Fanfics... Especially For The Characters

Can you do hcs for Rocky Rickaby with Atlas May's daughter! reader?

Yeah ofc, I'll try!

I assumed that Atlas's child is also Mitzi's since they were married in the comic, in case it is not what you wanted let me know! I can try changing some stuff up.

Summary: Rocky Rickaby x May's daughter!reader

Warnings: established relationship. Female!reader.

About the parents...

Okay so first of all, Atlas wouldn't be too happy to see you dating Rocky, however Mitzi would let that slip somehow. After all she was the one to grow fond of Rocky and bring him to the speakeasy.

At first your parents especially Atlas would be a bit very skeptical towards you spending some alone time with your new boyfriend, but they would get used to it over time as long as you'd be safe and sound around him.

Despite that, him taking you out to any kind of bootlegging/smuggling mission, or anything akin to that would be a big NO.

Your dad might not be a big fan of your boyfriend, but at least he makes you happy and that's what counts, right? He'll let your partner live... For now.

And now let's switch to Rocky

He'd be over the moon to be in a relationship with you. Like, c'mon... A GIRLFRIEND?! Who is the DAUGHTER of his MOTHER FIGURE?! It's like killing two birds with one stone. Wait maybe let's not use this certain saying-...

He's trying to be as careful as he can around you, which might be kind of hard for him considering the way he is, but he's trying okay? He doesn't want anything bad happening to his precious partner after all.

Rocky definitely soaks up all your affection. Have you seen that short comic on lackadaisy site called "beam" where Mitzi complimented him? It's the same way with you. You compliment him, say a nice word or call him any cute pet names? He's all giddy and fuzzy. Don't overdo it or the consequences might be catastrophic.

(No survivors reference, haha, get it? ಥ⁠‿⁠ಥ)

He'd probably get a bit more comfortable around Atlas too. You can sometimes see him trying to crack a bad joke or nudge your dad with his elbow, but the result is very similar to when he does that to Viktor, however it's less violent.

If anybody ever tries to hit on you, Rocky's quick to react.

He slides up to the guy who tried to hit on you and wraps his arm around the guy's shoulders. "Hey there pal! Sorry to tell you, but this girl is taken, however do not worry! I have just someone you can talk to instead!" Then with that huge maniac grin, he slowly reaches to his coat and is about to pull something out, but the other guy is already skedaddling halfway through the room. Rocky pauses his hand mid air with a small piece of paper in it. His shoulders dropped and he put on a sad expression on his face. "Oh what a loss! Im sure he would've got along with Walter!"

"Who's Walter?" You ask with amusement.

Suddenly you heard something in a distance behind you. "Oh, sometimes I play the drums-"

"ANYWAY!"

After Atlas's death, Rocky tried to be there for you and Mitzi, doing his best to help as much as he could even tho his actions didn't always have the intended outcome. Despite everything he loves you dearly.

me as a writer

Hii! Idk if ur reqs r opened rn but if it isn’t u can do this l8r 🫶 May i req a rocky rickaby x rich gn (or fem) reader romantic hcs? I need to spoil this sopping drenched cat… also, please take ur time, do whatever u need to do- take breaks if u need em! 💗

Aww, you're so nice, thanks🫶

finally I found some motivation to write so here we go! I wasn't exactly sure how to write it, but I tried.

In case you wanted me to write it differently or if you want me to include some other stuff I didn't think of, let me know and I'll see what I can do.

The reader is gn.

Romantic headcannons, but no mention of established relationship.

At first he didn't think much of the gifts that you gave him. He saw them as rewards for his succeeded runs.

However when you didn't stop gifting him, he started feeling a little confused and awkward about it. He wasn't complaining tho, hah.

He started showing you more and more gratitude.

Subconsciously he was looking forward to seeing you, but it wasn't really because he wanted to get something from you. He was just yearning for this nice sensation of feelings he used to get around you.

One evening when he came back from one of his adventures, you heard him complaining about him damaging his violin. - That was the moment you knew what your next move was.

He was really skeptical about borrowing you his beloved violin but he decided to trust you since so far you've never let him down.

When you gave him back his violin, he was in tears (of joy ofc). He couldn't thank you enough. It was his old violin but it was repaired now and it looked almost brand-new.

He offered to play you something on it as a token of appreciation ;3

You were already used to Rocky reciting some random poets he came up with in the span of the moment, but now it got more frequent and more personalized.

He's very grateful for everything you do for him. He might not always be the best at words but his actions speak volumes you wish those 'actions' were less disastrous tho...

You need to tone down spoiling him or else he might feel like he's using you which is not good cuz your poor boy feels awful with that😔

There is a possibility that once Mitzi catches on how rich you are and that you're close to Rocky, she might try persuading him into asking you to help the speakeasy or she might ask you herself.

If you ever deny helping Mitzi's drowning ship and give them a good reason why, Rocky won't ask you for it again. What you do is enough for him and he doesn't wanna make you feel used.

A/n: might update this later. I was in a crowded area and blasting music on my headphones while writing this. It was hard to focus. I'm tired ( ༎ຶ0༎ຶ)

ALSO! GIVE ME ZIB REQUESTS👹👹👹

hello!! Hope you are having a wonderful day <33 This is a Lackadaisy request for a one shot so yippee! Basically just reader having a toxic relationship and how Mordecai, Rocky, and maybe other characters deal with it. Hope you have fun writing this angst prompt and I’ll be looking forward to it! Toodles <3

Hey, hi, hello! First of all thank you! I hope you're having a great day/night too! :3

Second of all, when I saw the request I was like: 'wait, that will be cool to write!' although ngl I've kind of procrastinated the writing process, sorry, I just lost my motivation and I had to push myself to start writing this ( ༎ຶ⁠‿⁠༎ຶ)

However I've finally got my motivation back. I'm not very good at making oneshots, it's my second time making one if I can even call this thing an one shot so if it's not looking like a proper one, I'm sorry. I wasn't sure how to get a hang of it. I was struggling a bit due to the lack of information so i tried to keep stuff neutral enough to not imply names nor gender which usually is not a problem to me, but lately I've been feeling like someone put a block to my creativity so if this writing isn't as good, you'll have to excuse me...

In case it is not what you expected, please let me know what to fix. Any advices are welcome!

Summary: How would Mordecai, Rocky deal with a reader who's in a toxic relationship.

Warnings: mentions of a toxic relationship of course, mentions of death, reader is gn, the relationship between the reader and canon characters is undefined.

Mordecai:

When he heard you complaining about some unreasonable arguments that you've had with your partner, he's been trying to be polite, trying to give you a few advices, telling you your partner was not acting wisely, not like a proper partner should. As the time passed, you had more and more complaints and on top of that you looked more gloomy. Seeing that, Mordecai's comments about how you should do something about it or just leave the person, worsened. How could you be so stupid not seeing what a two-faced, serpent with no respect your partner was?!

He always felt strange towards relationships, but now it was even worse after observing how someone close to him hurts themselves because of some weird relationships and odd feelings.

The line has been crossed when he saw you crying in a corner one day. The look of you - helplessly trying to wipe the tears off your cheeks, but only making it worse, rubbing them all over your face - reminded him of the time his little sister had scraped her knee and was weeping until he himself came to help her.

That was it.

You were too stubborn, too jumbled in those stupid feelings to do anything. If not him, no one is gonna take care of this situation.

That night he left his apartment with a fedora that cast a shadow over his face along with a coat that blended his figure into the darkness of the night. He already got everything he needed to know. He connected every little dot, every fact you said about your partner and the places you hung around - Mordecai quickly figured out their place of living.

In the future you have to be more careful what you say... he probably should tell you that.

After he reached your partner's flat, his lock picking skills were up to use. Much to his dismay, the rest of what he had left to do was a bit messy...

He didn't know how to comfort you the following days as you weeped over your not-so-alive partner, but at least neither you nor he had to worry about a certain somebody ruining your mental nor physical health anymore.

He's not a guy of many words nor one who shows much emotion / affection if any at all so you cannot expect much comfort from him, but he'll try to be there for you despite everything.

He will not tell you it was him who killed your partner tho, no, you would hate him for that even tho he 'did the right thing'... Or at least that's what he's been telling himself.

If you really want to, you'll find someone better, who will be the right for you, for sure.

Rocky:

He was happy to see you and your partner in the speakeasy. He loved bothering and teasing you two. It was fun and giggles until he started to notice you coming to Lackadaisy alone more often or acting somewhat odd when with your partner.

He observed you as you sat alone at the bar, leaning over a glass of illicit beverage. He was curious about the reason of it hence he came up to you:

- "hey there sulky-puss, where's your partner?" He rested his fists on his hips.

- "I don't really want to talk about this." You grumbled out.

- "Oh c'mon, pal! Spill the beans!" He cheered with his usual toothy smile.

- "No, Rocky, I'm not in the mood" you cut him off. Seeing his grin getting wiped away from his face exchanged for a confused look made you wince, you hated seeing him upset. "Sorry, I just-... It's a bit complicated, don't worry about it, okay?"

He nodded, he didn't want to bother you too much, he tried to ignore it... at least for now. However he couldn't shake off a bad feeling he had about what was happening. However he started to pick up stuff like: how your arms were often drooped, how hunched your posture was, how you looked like a walking ball of anxiety. He tried to talk to you, to crack a joke, to cheer you up. Sometimes it had the intended effect and sometimes it had the opposite outcome, but he didn't want to give up. After some conversations during which you may or may have not been slightly tipsy he concluded 'your partner was the matter'.

- "Woah, Woah, Woah-... Your partner did what?"

- "yeah... They started threatening me after I said I wanted to leave." You admitted quietly.

- "Oh no, that is not the spirit of love!" He pressed his palms to his cheeks dramatically, making his lips pursue like a fish.

- "Unfortunately you're right, it's not... I don't know what to do anymore." You whined and then took a sip of your beverage.

.

you may not have had any ideas on what to do but he did...

.

That awful person was making their significant other feel unsafe and unloved! I'll show them what the real threat is!-

He took a big swing and...

Clash ..Voomf..

A burning bottle filled with motor oil and gasoline hit the wall of a house and set it on fire.

- "TASTE THE BURNING FLAMES OF LOVE! Ahahah- Or rather the flames of sweet justice. I probably should've said that instead." Rocky brought his finger up to scratch his chin. "Hmm, I should have-"

- "YOU BASTARD!!" A sudden yell came from the window.

Rocky looked up and his lips widened in a twisted grin.

- "You brought this on yourself!! BhAHahHa!!" Once he saw the figure rushing and disappearing deeper into the house, he knew that was the moment to run and so he did...with a maniacal laugh.

The condition of your partner and their house depends on how generous Rocky felt that day.

Let's hope your partner is scared enough to leave you alone and not seek revenge.

Hello! I was wondering if you could write how Rocky would be like with a shy, kind-hearted reader, please? Maybe reader is trying to get Rocky to realize their feelings for him through small gestures — like helping clean up his injuries after he goes rumrunning or suggesting they have brunch at Little Daisy Cafe (both to make sure he has eaten that day and plus make it feel like they’re on a date) etc. These gestures are all too subtle for him to notice, so he’s all like “they’re just being nice! 😄” until reader gathers the courage to confess their feelings. Idk, I just want to see how this goof would react to knowing someone is lowkey down-bad for him😅🤣. Sorry for the long request and thanks in advance!

A/n: Hey, hey, hey! Sure will do. I don't mind a "long request" of such kind, if anything, I like how detailed it is :) it helps me understand better what you have in mind.

The reader is gn.

A shy person with rocky?.. that's not a very good mix. He's the guy who is always the centre of attention. If you're with him, you're most likely also gonna be a part of it.

However if you try to calm him down a little or when he notices you're not very comfortable with what's happening, he'll try to tone it down. He doesn't want you stressed out.

He might as well just tell you to "relax" because "everything is going to be fiiiineee" even if it's not😭 Basically he's trying to reassure you about things all the time.

As for the romantic part:

At first he'd be pretty oblivious, thinking you're just extra-friendly towards him and he's happy with that!

This afternoon lackadaisy gang went rum running. You felt a little uneasy and decided to wait in the bar till they come back to make sure everything's fine. A few hours had passed, the afternoon turned into very late evening. You were growing a little bit tired.

"How long are they gonna take?''- you thought to yourself.

Suddenly...

"GUESS WHO'S BACK!!! AND LOOK WHAT WE'VE BROUGHT! TA-DAA!!" Rocky bursts into the bar with his hands in the air. He was holding a few bottles of questionable liquor. Ivy walked in a few seconds later, dragging Freckle along by his sleeve.

You turn your head towards the entrance and gasp loudly.

"Rocky! What happened?!" You stand up quickly and trot over to him. You want to grab him by the coat so you could bring him closer and take a look, but you stop and hesitate.

"Ah, just some minor incident. Nothing to be worried about!" Rocky shrugs his shoulders and smiles awkwardly.

"Minor?! Rocky, it looks bad!" You pout your lips. "Sit down" you order.

Once he listens to you and you get the supplies you need, you start to clean his wounds and patch him up very carefully. You noticed his ears drooped and his gaze lowered at the floor. You sigh.

"Hey, I'm not mad at you... I'm just- worried, okay?"

He nods slowly. He seems a bit nervous. After some coaxing from you, he opens up. He starts speaking about how their journey went and what happened during it. You nod slowly while finishing your work around him.

He's not used to that kind of treatment, but he appreciates it at heart. It feels good to be finally cared for.

When you ask him out for brunch at the little daisy cafe he's happy to oblige, of course you get him pancakes with extra syrup.

Once he makes a quick wit about how this whole thing looks date-like, you lower your gaze sheepishly in silence. He swallows his food slowly and opens his mouth to say something, but backs off. He's not sure what to say. He's quick to laugh his silly thought off and move on with his bragging to something else.

"You were just being nice right? Nobody would care that much about him, right?..". He appreciates it while the moment lasts but again, he's quick to move on.

He doesn't wanna ruin what you have. You mean too much for him. He ruins everything. He cannot lose you too.

As much as he likes you, he might distance himself a tad bit at times. Buuut it happens rarely, just when he's feeling somewhat unwell, when his head is throbbing and he cannot think straight (just like after the "haymaker" episode where he got badly injured and wasn't exactly himself till the next morning.)

You didn't want to lose him either. You were afraid, but you had to make a move.

It is hard for you to get yourself to do it... You practice in front of your mirror, saying your speech over and over again, circling around your room till you finally gain the courage.

Next time you see him, you try your best to confess and not screw it up.

You did it! Finnaly! But... Why is he still acting so oblivious? Why is he trying to turn it into a joke?

"Ah, that's so romantic! You really put your thoughts into it, didn't you? Maybe you are also a poet at heart?" He rests his hands on his hips with a grin.

You frown a slight bit and try to explain it as clearly as you can, that you love him.

He goes silent.

"Rocky?.… Please say something"

"Are you... Serious?" He tilts his head in doubt.

"yes? Why wouldn't I be? Didn't you notice all the signs?..." You ask in confusion. Was he THAT oblivious???

"Oh. Soooo... You weren't just being friendly?" He asks while fidgeting with his hands.

"No. I thought It was pretty obvious-"

"well, shucks!" He pouts "I wouldn't even dare to think-.. Are you sure tho?.."

You sigh and a small smile creeps up at your lips. "Yeah, I'm sure." You say calmly as your hands drift up to wrap them around your torso.

Rocky grins widely and starts to bounce on his feet. He opens his arms widely while making some weird buzzing noise. You smile goofily at the scene in front of you and you open your arms at him too.

In this exact moment, he flungs himself at you, picking you up, spinning you around in his arms.

He's a huge dork, but he's your dork. :)

Bug Knight

Summary: Sedgewick Sable x reader who has Entomophobia (fear of insects)

a/n: This is the first time I ever post my writing anywhere hence this might be a bit crappy, please let me know if there's anything I should fix. I read over this a few times to correct the mistakes I've made, but English isn't my first language so I cannot provide you with proofread writing, sadly. Please let me know your opinion!

Before we begin: The reader is gn. There is a brief use of (Y/N). This scenario can be taken as platonic or romantic, it doesn't really matter.

You and Wick met at the Lackadaisy speakeasy and shortly after, you became good friends. In one of your conversations you mentioned you liked reading, it was a great opportunity for Wick to mention his own collection of literature that he was keeping in a small library in his house. At the sight of you getting all excited, Wick was more than happy to invite you over so you could take a look at it. You gladly took him up on that offer and his place turned out to be rather comfortable to spend your free time at.

Today was nothing different than usual. You were at Wick's house and you just finished peacefully reading a book. You stood up to wander around in hopes of finding another piece of literature to read, however, first you wanted to return the book where it came from. You passed a few shelves until you stopped in front of the one you previously took a book from. You wanted to place the book back in its place, but suddenly you froze up and-... 

-"AAAAAH" an awful scream left your lungs followed by the quiet thud produced by the book as it hit the floor.

Wick nearly jumped in his seat, his ears shot up in alert. He looked up from the papers on his desk, a look of fright crossed his face. He jumped to his feet and rushed into the library which thankfully was near his study. 

- "(Y-... (Y/N), are you alright?!" 

He stopped himself on the doorframe almost crashing against it. He looked around the room and spotted you frozen in front of the shelves next to the window. He took in a shallow breath after which he started placing careful steps in your direction. Once he was already by your side he took a glance at whatever made you let out that horrific sound.

-"what's going-.. oh!" His frown quickly turned into a smile. "What a beautiful specimen of a stag beetle!" He leaned in to take a closer look. "I really find them interesting... you see, their skin is an exoskeleton, which protects them from harsh changes in climate. They have also small hooks at the end of their legs to-.." he stopped in his tracks as he felt something grabbing his elbow.

-"Kill it." You stated bluntly in a tone of voice that sounded higher than usual.

- "uh-.. uhm.. excuse me? " He turned his head to look at you over his shoulder. One of his eyebrow rose at the sight of you ducked behind him. Then he turned to look back at the beetle. "I cannot just kill it." he pursed his lips in a light pout.

- "Then just do something!" You whined in desperation. You tried to take another peek at the bug over Wick's arm, but it was a bad idea. The sight of it made you shudder and hide behind the 'quarry magnate' once again.

Wick glanced at you, taking in your shaken state. His eyes softened and a sigh escaped his lips. What else had he left to do? After a short moment of contemplation he moved closer to the shelf, grabbed the bug with his thumb and pointer right behind its head and carefully picked it up. Within seconds, the beetle was placed on the windowsill, where it escaped into the outside world without much thought.

- "See?" Wick smiled proudly. "They might look intimidating, however there is nothing to be afraid of. They're harmless as long as you don't threaten them." 

- "It still doesn't change my point of view..." You grumbled meanwhile moving forward to the window and closing it. "their thin little legs, the way they crawl... It's awful! Don't get me even started on the flying kind!" - You shivered in disgust.

- "Erm... Well, that one had wings also, they cannot fly very well, but when-"

"No!" You yelled in horror and turned to the other side, trying to take your mind off of those disgusting creatures.

- "Okay, okay, no need to be rude." he crossed his arms on his chest.

Wait, you didn't offend him, he was only joking, right?

You bit your lip and looked down at your hands - "Sorry... I didn't mean it that way-.." suddenly you felt Wick's hand on your shoulder. You tilted your head up to look at him.

- "I know, I was just teasing. Everyone has their own fears and that's completely normal." His lips curled up in a soft, polite smile. "Now, if you excuse me..." His hand fell back against his side. "I have some paperwork to finish"

- "right..." You muttered under your breath with slight disappointment as you observed him walk towards exit, but before he left, he looked at you over his shoulder with that typical smirk of his and said:

- "If you ever need a knight in shining armor to save you from these vicious beasts again, you know where to find me."

Your muffled laughter was enough of an answer for him, so he left the library and returned to the files awaiting in his study.

a/n: I hope it's not ooc! I know I'm repeating myself but please let me know if it is!

In case any of you liked my writing and wanted to see more, you can send in some requests! :)

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In regards to romance, has Zib had his heart broken before?

Broken multiple times over, and curb stomped at least once.

May I request a Mordecai X Male Reader, where the reader hurt themselves (Ex: pushed him away from a bullet, or the alike.) and Mordecai berated the reader, who in return, is incredibly hurt?

I'm never requested something, if this is no good I'm sorry.

I really like your writing though!

Okay so first of all - thank you.

The second of all - you sent me two requests and I'm gonna write them in the order you gave them to me. However, before I do this I'm going to mention something you wrote in the second request:

- MLM is "men loving men" something like that. So basically male character x another male character (reader). In my master post I did say I most likely won't write this, but I might do some exceptions and I will.

Next time if the gender won't affect the fanfic I might just write 'character x gn! Reader' instead.

Your request is completely fine, don't worry lol

For this post I'll use your idea with the bullet.

Warnings: mentions of getting shot, slight angst, after all there's no mention of reader's gender cuz somehow I managed to not use it? It just doesn't matter here.

You dragged out Mordecai for a walk around the town. You wanted to unwind and the idea of a peaceful walk with your lover seemed great. Mordecai didn't think about it as positively as you, but somehow you managed to persuade him into going with you.

The walk started nicely. You raised your head up to see the sunny sky with some clouds floating around. You looked to the side, at your partner who didn't seem to enjoy it as much as you, but you didn't mind. You were used to his 'unemotional' persona.

You continued the walk, taking in the surroundings, looking left and right just like a curious child. Suddenly you stopped in your tracks.

Mordecai's ears twitched. He turned his head in your direction but-

- "Mordecai, look out!" You shouted and jumped forward to push him aside.

Pow

You fell on your knees with a grunt. You raised your hand to clutch your shoulder and curled up on the ground.

Mordecai looked at you in bewilderment. He saw blood starting to drip slowly off your hand. His breath hitched. He took out his gun in a swift movement and started to spin around, trying to spot where the bullet came from.

Bang Bang

Two more bullets were fired. This time you didn't notice who sent them flying into the air. Your ears were ringing and your heart was racing.

Next thing you saw was Mordecai's angry face in front of you.

You only heard him shouting:

- "You idiot!"

So many emotions fought inside of you. You started hyperventilating and you fainted from exhaustion.

Mordecai hissed under his breath and looked around again to make sure you two were safe. He tried to pick you up. After a few attempts he managed to and took you home.

He wasn't sure what to do. Someone had to take the bullet out of your arm, but he couldn't operate you himself.

Should he take you to Elsa? Are they still on good terms?

He was so torn on what to do.

At the end, he left you at Elsa's doorstep and watched from afar as she took you in. He had to. He couldn't leave you with a deep wound in your arm.

After the bullet was taken out and you were patched up, Mordecai took you home.

Then he had the chance to berate you right.

-"You imbecile! What were you thinking?! Taking a bullet just like that?!" Mordecai flung his hands in the air angrily.

-"I- I just wanted to save you... I didn't know-"

-"What do you mean you didn't know?!?! The bullet flies at you, you're getting shot! This is basic logic!" He argued.

"that's not what I meant... I'm sorry" you tried to fight tears which started to well up in your eyes.

Mordecai sighed.

"Just... Don't you dare do it ever again. Ever." He said firmly.

'What kind of stupidity was it? He should've taken the bullet. He was tougher than you' he thought to himself.

He cares, he really does, but he's also scared. He doesn't want you to end up in the same situation ever again.

He will take care of you the following days. He won't let you overexert yourself and will watch over you whenever he can.