Not Secaserily An Ask But They Made A Big Iron Doom!!!

Never stop writing bro, I love your x readers❤️

ILYSM THIS JUST MADE MY DAY ❤🧡💛💚💙💜🤎🖤🤍♡

I LOVE YOUUUUU ♥︎

Oh to be loved.

A/n: Kind of a vent? Barely hanging on at the moment.

The room was dimly lit, the soft glow of the moon filtering in through the curtains, casting a silvery sheen on everything. You and Acronix were tangled up in the warmth of each other on the couch, the world outside forgotten. It was one of those rare, quiet moments when everything felt peaceful—or at least it should have.

You sat with him close, his body relaxed against yours. Your hands cupped his face gently, your thumbs stroking his cheekbones in a repetitive, soothing motion. Acronix closed his eyes, leaning into your touch with an almost boyish smile, clearly enjoying the attention. He looked so serene, so content, that it made your chest ache.

But something wasn’t right.

Under your hands, his face felt so solid, so real, but it was like your own skin betrayed you. The sensation was faint, dull, as if a barrier existed between you. Your fingers felt numb, your chest heavy. The thoughts crept in, unbidden and cruel.

Why am I even here? Why does he want me? He could have anyone, someone stronger, someone better.

You don't deserve him.

You blinked rapidly, trying to force the thoughts away, but they only grew louder, echoing in your mind. Your hands trembled slightly as you continued to hold him, desperate to cling to the moment even as the numbness spread through you like a poison.

Acronix, ever attuned to you, opened his eyes when he felt the subtle tremor in your touch. "Hey," he said softly, his voice laced with gentle concern. His hazel eyes searched your face, and he instantly noticed the tears slipping silently down your cheeks.

His brow furrowed as he straightened slightly, his hands moving to cover yours, holding them firmly against his face. "What’s wrong?" he asked, his tone urgent but tender. "Talk to me."

You tried to shake your head, to dismiss it, but the words spilled out before you could stop them. "I… I don’t deserve you," you whispered, your voice breaking. "Why would you choose me? I’m just—"

You felt unloved.

Why him? You don't deserve him, he deserves someone better, stronger, stronger than you, or better yet, It would've been solved if only you had just gone off of this world—

"Stop," Acronix interrupted firmly, his hands tightening around yours. He sat up fully now, his expression serious but soft, his gaze locking onto yours. "Don’t do that. Don’t talk about yourself like that."

You tried to look away, but he wouldn’t let you. "Hey," he said again, his voice gentler this time. "Look at me."

Reluctantly, you met his eyes, your vision blurred with tears. "I’m not enough," you admitted, your voice barely audible. "I’m not strong or reliable. I’m just… me."

For a moment, Acronix said nothing, his expression unreadable. Then, with deliberate care, he brought your hands down from his face and intertwined his fingers with yours. "Listen to me," he began, his voice steady. "You are more than enough. You’re not some ‘option’ I settled for. You’re the person I chose, the person I want, and I’ll keep choosing you every single time."

His words made your breath hitch, but the ache in your chest remained. He sighed softly, leaning forward to press a kiss to your forehead. "You’re not perfect," he continued, "and guess what? Neither am I. But that’s not what this is about. This—" he gestured between the two of you, "—is about being there for each other. And right now, I’m here for you, just like you’ve always been here for me."

Tears continued to stream down your face as he pulled you into his arms, holding you close against his chest. "You don’t have to be ‘strong’ all the time," he murmured, one hand running through your hair while the other rubbed soothing circles on your back. "And you’re not unreliable, okay? You’re human. You feel things. That’s what makes you… you. And that’s who I love."

His words finally broke through the wall of numbness, and you clung to him tightly, sobbing into his shoulder. Acronix didn’t let go, didn’t rush you. He just held you, letting you pour out every ounce of pain and insecurity.

It took a long hour before your sobs eventually subsided into quiet sniffles, he pulled back just enough to cup your face in his hands, mirroring the way you had held him earlier. "You’re not going to get rid of me that easily," he teased softly, his thumb brushing away a stray tear.

Despite everything, you managed a small, attempt wobbly smile, and he grinned in response. "There’s my favorite smile," he said, leaning in to press a kiss to the corner of your lips.

He kept you close for the rest of the night, refusing to let you go back into those dark thoughts. Whenever you started to doubt yourself, he was there with a gentle reminder, a soft touch, a reassuring smile. And even though the ache in your chest didn’t disappear entirely, it was easier to bear with him by your side, holding you together when you couldn’t do it on your own.

He'll hold you as long as you wanted.

You can never be alone when you have him.

©leftalpacavoid 2025.

Hands Of Time x GN! Reader Incorrect Quotes #2.

You: You should go touch some grass.

Acronix: Touch me instead.

You: What?

Acronix: What?

Your writing style is amazing and your ideas are so interesting! I absolutely love fanfictions, they always manage to cheer me up. And I'm sure they bring joy to others too, even if they don't say it out loud. You write stories for a small community which is admirable! And those who find this a problem have some serious problems themselves too. If the hater anon sees this, I recommend them to touch some grass and get a life...

I know it's easy to say, but... Try to focus on the positive feedbacks, because they are genuine. We love you and your works! It's great to have you in the time twins community! 🥺🫰

I wish I can just:

BEAUTIFUL PERSON AWARD. Once you're given this award, you're supposed to paste it in the ask of eight people who deserve it. If you break the chain, nothing happens but it's sweet to know so. I think you're beautiful inside and outside :D💕💐💛💛🫶✨💘🤭🥺

🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶

I really need to do some krux content...y'all don't really like Acronix?? 😭

'𝐁𝐫𝐨 𝐈𝐬 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐓𝐲𝐩𝐞' 𝐒𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐄𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧.

⪼〖𝐀𝐂𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐗 𝐱 𝐆𝐍! READER〗

Tags: Fluff.

Warnings?: None.

➢ 『 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐀𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧. 』

⪼ 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃 ࿐ཽ༵☆

⪼ Bro is the type to make a scene out of his affection, like he wants the world to know he’s with you. Acronix doesn’t do anything halfway—he’ll throw an arm around your shoulders, crack a cocky grin, and make sure everyone knows you’re his. He’s proud of it, and he’s got no reason to hide it.

⪼ Bro is the type to turn everything into a challenge just to keep you entertained. Whether it’s a casual bet or some spur-of-the-moment contest, he’s all about the thrill. He’ll look at you with that smirk like, “Bet you can’t beat me at this,” even if he’s only doing it to see you laugh.

⪼ Bro is the type to brush off danger, but he’ll always make sure you’re safe. He’d charge headfirst into any situation without a second thought, but when it comes to you, he’s weirdly careful. He’ll talk big, claiming you can handle anything, but you’ll always notice he positions himself between you and the chaos.

⪼ Bro is the type to flirt like it’s his last day on Earth, every single time. No matter how long you’ve been together, he acts like he’s still trying to win you over. He’ll lean in close, say something charming with that look in his eyes, just to watch your reaction.

⪼ Bro is the type to keep things exciting, just to make you smile. He’ll randomly grab your hand and drag you off somewhere just because he’s got an idea for something fun. With Acronix, there’s no such thing as a dull moment, and he’s constantly coming up with wild plans, if only to keep you guessing.

⪼ Bro is the type to be fiercely loyal, even if he doesn’t say it outright. He might tease, he might joke, but at the end of the day, he’s all in. He doesn’t do halfway, especially when it comes to you. You don’t have to question where he stands—his actions make it clear he’s on your side, no matter what.

⪼ Bro is the type to act like he doesn’t care but will absolutely throw hands if anyone messes with you. He’ll pretend he’s unaffected, like it doesn’t get to him, but if someone crosses the line, he’s the first one there, ready to remind them who they’re dealing with.

⪼ Bro is the type to keep you on your toes with his intensity. Acronix doesn’t just love you; he’s consumed by it. When he looks at you, it’s like you’re the only thing in the room, his gaze sharp and unwavering. You’ll feel it in every glance, every touch—it’s like he’s saying, “I’m here, and I’m not going anywhere.”

⪼ Bro is the type to act tough but low-key melts when you show him you care back. He’ll play it cool, acting like your affection doesn’t faze him, but the second you return the favor, he’s caught off guard. He might try to brush it off, but he’s left with this stunned look, secretly loving every second.

⪼ Bro is the type to treat every moment with you like it’s an adventure. Even in the quiet moments, he’s got this restless energy, like he can’t believe he’s with you. Whether you’re in the middle of some high-stakes situation or just sitting around talking, he’s there, living for the thrill of it all—and he wouldn’t have it any other way.

©leftalpacavoid 2024.

🎭 His Dear Witch ~ 🎭

It's unknown why do you even exist. The SCP Foundation doesn't know what to do with you. You're a confusing paradox that they do not understand and most frustratingly—uncontainable in a conventional sense.

#TAGS: Nothing Time Twins related, SCP Fandom is slowly drawing me back, It includes SCP! Reader, The Herta! Reader, Honkai Star Rail x SCP Crossover, Potentially OOC, Reader x Canon, Witch Reader, Short Writing, The Herta! Reader x SCP Character, More stuff like this would be included if interested, SCP FANS ARISE. 🔥🔥🔥

— TW?: Possesive Themes, Be Warned, 035 Being 035 As Usual, Potential Yandere Themes, He Calls You His 'Wife'.

A/N: After hitting maxed pity on Herta's banner along with her LC, I decided to make an interesting crossover because I thought it would be interesting to see how this goes for The Herta! Reader Insert. (Huge bonus that I'm blessed with good stats while I'm building her. 🙏)

You’re the definition of an enigma. A literal spacefaring, unknown anomaly wrapped up in an elegantly appearance, self-aware, and untouchable persona. The Foundation doesn’t know what to do with you, and SCP-035? He’s utterly entranced.

And Who Exactly Are You in the SCP Foundation?

You are Anomaly [REDACTED], a Level 6: CTS entity classified under Euclid. They don’t fully understand what you are—just that you exist, that you have an unsettling level of influence, and that you are playing the longest of long games.

You don’t act out. You don’t cause destruction. You don’t try to escape. Instead, you watch. You let them wonder why you haven’t done anything drastic, knowing full well that the moment you choose to tip the scales, everything changes.

They don’t imprison you because they can’t. They simply keep you in containment because you allow them to.

And then there’s SCP-035.

SCP-035 has never met someone like you before.

He’s charming, cunning, and manipulative—but none of it works on you. Not because you’re immune to him, but because you let him think he’s in control before flipping the script entirely.

You’re his perfect counterpart. The ultimate tease, the unattainable yet tangible anomaly that keeps him guessing.

At first, he tries to toy with you, flirt with you, unnerve you. And then, he realizes.

Oh.

You’re not like the others.

You understand him. You see through every little act, every trick, every calculated play. But instead of rejecting him or trying to outmaneuver him, you do something infinitely worse.

You indulge him.

You let him speak his flowery words, you humor his charm—but it’s clear who the real player is in this game. He’s used to being in control, but you? You make it so easy for him to fall under your spell instead.

And it drives him insane.

The Foundation is uneasy. Not because you’re violent, but because they cannot predict what you’re doing.

Why do you allow SCP-035 to get so close?

Why does SCP-035, a master manipulator, seem to worship you?

What is your endgame?

They want to separate you two, but the problem? 035 actually behaves when you’re around.

If anything, he’s less volatile, less inclined to escape, more… cooperative. But only because he knows that if he behaves, he gets you.

035: (mocking, but with an underlying threat) “Oh? You want to take my darling away? My wife?” (chuckles darkly) “Now, now, let’s not be hasty. You wouldn’t want to see me upset, would you?”

The researchers watching? Having war flashbacks.

The Real Question is...Why You Haven’t Given Him a Permanent Host (Yet)?

Because you’re playing the long game.

You could give him a permanent body. A perfect, indestructible vessel crafted specifically for him. A host that would never rot, never decay, never fail him.

And he knows you can.

That’s why he adores you. That’s why he’s obsessed.

But you? You wait.

You let him yearn. Let him crave it. Let him wonder if today is the day you’ll finally grant him that final gift.

035: (grinning, tilting his host’s head at you) “Tell me, dearest… when will you finally stop teasing me?”

You: (smirking, brushing a hand over his mask, whispering) “Would you love me the same if I gave you everything at once?”

035: … (soft chuckle) “Ah. I see. You do know me too well, don’t you?”

And the Foundation? Losing their minds. Because whatever the hell this is? It’s not normal.

They don’t know if it’s love, obsession, or something far worse.

But they do know one thing:

SCP-035 is yours.

ɴɪɴᴊᴀɢᴏ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴛᴡɪɴs ᴍᴇᴍᴇ ᴘᴛ. 3

I should...

Make a fan fiction about them 😏

Bonus:

Or maybe a whole polly fanfic 🥰