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Hi! I was wondering if i could request Mordecai Heller x gn reader dating hc’s?

Mordecai Heller GN dating Headcanons

Note(s) : Uh, so, I'm kind of going through a sexuality crisis while I write this, so the romance aspect is sort of lost, I'm sorry.

I think he'd most appreciate somebody who won't dance around subjects, he can't read emotions well and so people being coy just doesn't make any sense to him, he prefers somebody that's straightforward.

Mordecai is fairly demanding, but he doesn't mean it to be a dick, he just has preferences and won't be with you if you aren't them. He doesn't expect you to bend over backwards and only do things he likes, so he won't bend over backwards only doing things you like.

He'd frankly prefer you to have a style that's symmetrical and clothing that's clean and proper, if you can't afford that or have an unsymmetrical face or body, he tends to stare a lot and be more snarky towards you. Mordecai won't end the relationship over that, it just bothers him a little.

But he's more than willing to pay for symmetrical clothes, or just steal the clothes off of a corpse for you.

He wants to teach you how to use a gun, just so you can defend yourself in emergencies. Mordecai always keeps a gun hidden by your bedside table, just in case of a break in.

That is if you aren't already working for Asa / know how to use a gun already, in which case he's slightly less overbearing but will still insist on sharpening your skills a little.

You two may or may not live together, it just depends on what both of you are comfortable with. He definitely doesn't want to share a bed, he'd only want to sleep with you if it's a situation where you need to, or you just fall asleep from exhaustion on the couch or something.

You and him keep your relationship secret in case somebody could use it against you, but somehow, someway, Serafine and Nicodeme find out. Mordecai has no idea how, neither do you, they just... Did.

Serafine and Nicodeme tease you two about your relationship all the time, luckily never in public. Cheesy things like 'aww, you two look so cute together', just to see Mordecai's face drop, he's mortified whenever he sees the siblings and you happen to also be near.

If you two were together when he was working for Lackadaisy, I imagine that he was the one trying to convince you to leave for Marigold. Your relationship could end over this if you refuse to leave, and while he'll hesitate in killing you, he won't be afraid to shoot you in the leg if you end up on a mission against each other.

Mordecai doesn't like PDA at all, it makes him feel awkward and uncomfortable, especially in really crowded areas or where people who know him are. If you try to initiate a hug or a kiss he sort of just stands there in complete and utter disgust or begins hissing.

He's not cuddly or lovey dovey when you two are alone, either, he gives you a small kiss on the cheek if it's been a hard mission and you're injured, but it's a little stiff and he clearly only did it to make you feel better.

Mordecai is semi okay with hugging, it just depends on when and where, if you two are alone? Here, a quick side hug. If you're in a crowd? Don't even touch him he will probably transform into a ficus.

Surprisingly he's an alright dancer, just only when he's alone, and maybe if he's alone with you he can dance with you. He can appreciate the symmetry and beautiful hard work that goes into more classical dances, like ballroom dancing or ballet, but he despises the free form moves of things like Jazz, it's too liquid and unpredictable for him.

hello! < 3

rocky rickaby general headcanons with a gn!reader?

Gets you in on his mischief, and yeah, he's regretful if you end up getting hurt, but he'll be so caught up in the thrill of it all that he may not notice until you're passed out and loopy. In which case he panics.

Okay so PDA first of all, he likes randomly hugging you out of nowhere, holding your hand as you run away from a disaster caused by him, he looks back at his masterpiece but you don't, because cool guys don't look at explosions.

Rocky will just touch you, not in a weird way, all the time! If you aren't cool with that, he has to hold himself back and shakes as if he had ten cups of coffee in the last second.

If you have a house he's asking to crash at yours most nights, if not, he asks you to be with him in his car, maybe it's just so his thing isn't glaring holes into him and haunting his sleep. He can wake up to your face instead of... That...

I know y'all see how he is with Mitzi, and I think it's canon he's only like that because he feels accepted at Lackadaisy, so, now imagine that with you but tenfold because now it's actual love. He's looking for approval in every step and although he may pry with one or two questions, is ready at your service for whatever you need.

He can go overboard and tries to do the best at whatever you've asked, this usually ends in him going mental trying to do something impossible just to see you smile.

That is of course, unless you work at Lackadaisy and do run arounds often with him, he may get you caught and you all may end up in mortal danger, but the thought is adorable god dammit.

Writes you poems and plays songs on his violin often, also I am a firm believer in the love letter agenda. They won't be too good, probably littered with spelling mistakes, crumpled papers that make it hard to read, and spilled ink. His songs are a huge improvement, all original and genuinely heaven to hear.

Rocky prefers the songs but since you may not always be near him, which makes him sad, the letters and poems are what he does most of the time.

Ivy and Freckle probably question your sanity, actually, everybody does. Viktor, Wick, Mitzi, Zib, literally everyone who knows of him thinks you may need help and or are being detained. You'd probably become very close with said people though, Viktor not so much but nobody besides Ivy is really close with him.

He can't buy you much most of the time, he can hardly afford to pay for dinner on most occasions. But, there are times where he'll save up to buy you a tie or a scarf, something you might like that doesn't have too much of a price tag. He's also not afraid to steal if he thinks he can get away with it.

While Rocky loves initiating PDA or just affection in general, he also would like for you to initiate sometimes. He understands that he needs to ask you for hugs or kisses because you can't just magically understand when he needs them, and honestly, he's not at all afraid to.

Hey are reqeust still opened if not sorry to bother you but if they are

can you do a child rocky x child reader? (The reader has a younger sister in this) fluff to angst to fluff

It's basically how rocky met reader and their sister as kids and then one day reader and their sister have to move (you can decide why if you want) and rocky gets sad by this but they meet again as adults working together at lackadaisy

(Hope this isn't too much)

Pronouns used : None

Note(s) :

Of course! I'm not too sure what you wanted the sister to do when they're older, or just narrative wise? I didn't have any ideas, my bad.

Rocky was never a calm person, mind and body always running faster than anybody could keep up with, especially in his youth. While his aunt was a ferice and true Christian woman, someone who practically haunted his dreams, at least she didn't have a gun. It was times like this, where he, his cousin and miss pepper where behind a van being shot at, he missed the older times. Even if they were boring and filled with church.

Although, that wasn't because he missed her per say, it was more for two young siblings he met when he was younger himself. They were his best friends and most trusted companions, besides Freckle of course, and had met in his opinion, the best of circumstances.

Not at church, not doing something nice for either of them, instead, Rocky had shoved pancakes on either of his arms, creating sleeves of some kind. Syrup covered him and he was a complete mess. He was running away from a shouting auntie and managed to get lost, at a house away from his own in a forest. It wasn't well kept at all.

There he found two kids the same age as him, they didn't look like locals, strange clothes for this weather and they didn't seem to be playing, just standing out their house. When they both noticed him, the younger of the two quietly laughed and pointed not so discreetly at the pancakes lining his arms.

"He looks silly!" She whispered, staring at him like he was some strange creature and pulling on the older ones clothes.

"Hello! It's nice to meet you!" The eldest, you, outstretched a hand, he noted both of your ways of saying words was weird, but also not. Like you two were pretending to have an accent. Rocky grinned. It was clear you're all going to best friends from that moment, because he thought so. He thrust his hand forward and shook your own aggressively.

"Name's Rocky! Your name my-" He paused, then cartoonishly put his hands on his hips "-dearest neighbour?"

"My name is (F/N), This is-" You, jumping in shock as your younger sister yanked on your fur to push herself in front of you.

"(S/N)!" She happily grinned, giggling and absent minded. Tail swishing happily as she looked up at the older boy, he could swear she reminded him of himself in some way.

Every few days you'd all meet up, he even brought Freckle on some days, but as the days passed, and even months flew by, he began to notice how different you both seemed from the first meeting. (S/N) seemed more quiet as they met more, unable to run and laugh as she once could, and you were more protective, less adventurous and too busy helping your sister walk to speak to Rocky.

Until one day you both stopped coming all together.

He waited an hour each day for a month just to see you two again, Freckle stayed even after that, but even then you still wouldn't come back. They both banged on the door, yelling for you, yet the inside was always still, even less taken care of than before. You had both left. And he denied it for so long, but he realised as he grew why. Rocky at first believed you to have left because you both hated him, you both lost interest in your friendship and simply didn't want to be around him anymore.

But he noticed the signs, he knew the truth, (S/N) was sick, deathly so, she couldn't breathe and instead sat down on most days, even you seemed more sickly. Yet both of you were determined to at least see him and his cousin.

He tried to convince himself you just left for a doctor, but no doctor takes that long, he knew you both most likely died from some illness you weren't used to. With how you both spoke, you weren't from here, and you couldn't resist disease here. It weighed on him, how he didn't confront you about it, to at least confirm his suspicions.

And now, in gunfire and feeling his consciousness drain, it all felt fuzzy, familiar, warm. He wanted to go back and see you both again, one of the highlights of his youth, but also one of the most horrifying parts.

Rocky's eyes snapped open, he was shoved onto a couch like a sack of dirt, the force knocking some air from him and causing spurts of coughs and croaky mumbles of confusion. His vision was blurred and he felt like he drank an entire bottle of alcohol, but he could make a shape from all the chaos. It was speaking, and sounded angry, he noticed what he assumed to be Viktor leaving and slamming the door behind him, that's when the shape drew closer.

It held his hand, it was fuzzy... He noticed the accent, it was familiar. Then came the hug, you're warm. He wanted to reach out and hug you back, but not only did it hurt to breathe, he guessed he understood how you felt back then, but he realised you were wrapping something around him, not hugging him.

Black dots crowded his vision, and the next thing he knew he felt fabric on his chest different from his shirt, itchy and medical. Rocky grimaced and gripped the sofa cushion uncomfortably digging into his side, wanting it all to be over, he loved the job, just not this part. He felt himself fade away once again.

It took so much from you to not force him awake, but you waited, you had waited before for years, what was a few more hours? Your thoughts raced and you felt like sobbing, your sister had begun helping other injured within the Lackadaisy staff before she left for the night, believing he wouldn't wake until morning, yet it still didn't persuade you to leave his side.

Not even after the night ended and you had wasted precious time, you could've helped others with your sister, but all you could think of was him. Was he the same? You didn't know, and a part of you wanted to leave and never see him again, he could hate you for leaving, you never explained why, and he couldn't understand so young. Rocky was your friend, and you hope he still is.

The light began pouring into the room, your tired and aching eyes didn't notice the twitching, your sleepy head not processing the pained grunts from your patient, until he whispered your name.

Your ears perked up, suddenly more alert than they'd ever been in your life, your eyes widened and pulse quickened. He shifted from his position on the couch, before his back was laid flat, now he was turned slightly to look at you, luckily off his injured side.

"Rocky?..." You questioned quietly, smiling brightly and gently moving a hand forward to his coat, peeking underneath to see the blood seeping through had dried, you whispered for him to sit up slowly if he could. Coughing, he did so, wincing in pain and scratching a cushion that rubbed against the injury.

You began wrapping the new bandages around his side, leaning in close to do so, he took the opportunity and hugged you tightly, you almost thought he was planning to remove your spine with the force he pressed against you.

"I missed you too! Please let go-"

If you could, Lackadaisy headcanons for a teen reader who wants to be part of the Lackadaisy Speakeasy. Maybe the reader likes the thrill

Pronouns used : None, no gendered terms.

Note(s) : When you say teen, I'm assuming young teen since 16-17 is not too far from Freckle and Ivy's age. Characterisation may not be accurate and criticism on how I portray them is very much appreciated.

Roark 'Rocky' Rickaby

Likes your spirit! Jokingly calls you the better cousin he never had which earns an eye roll from Freckle. I don't imagine you get out on missions much + it probably took ages to get in because you're fairly young, but when you do, it's chaos. If you get along with Rocky and even encourage his habits, then either the missions will fail or succeed but with broken limbs, at least three blown up buildings and a lot awkward explaining.

If you're not confident enough to say no and on the opposite spectrum, are sometimes the voice of reason, he calls you a mini Freckle and teases you about it constantly. I imagine he'd sort of becomes an elder brother figure regardless of what kind of a person you are, begging for Mitzi to let you stay even if you mess up often. You accept him for who he is, you're his friend, he wants you to still like him and he sees himself in you.

Rocky also gives you some sneaky sips of alcohol they get, hey, it isn't anything too much, and he compares it to church giving out wine which makes Freckle tremble in fear as his mother senses she needs to throw someone out a window. Besides, he worked hard to get it! Even if he was the one to screw the run around up, it's sharing and caring, friendship is very important.

Mitzi May

Has apprehensions about letting you join, it'd take convincing and by then she probably doesn't want to bring you on too many dangerous missions. Given how she is around Rocky, I don't think she'd be uncaring if you're similar to him. High spirits and an urge to please her, similar to the man in question, to her, you're a kid. She has trouble telling you no in a way that isn't tip toeing around the subject.

Even if you can also be useful and your begging is temptation straight from the snake, Mitzi will always tell others you're a kid and treat you like one, no matter if it's important or not in that situation. She feels horrible that you may not make it to the next day, but they're understaffed and need to get business up and running, Mitzi comes to think of you like her own after a while. Although, she wishes you weren't so eager to put your life on the life.

Ivy Pepper

I imagine she also loves your spirit, finds you adorable and will have the urge to become your friend, asking Mitzi to let you join and vouching for you. Ivy is also the only one to treat you on equal ground, even Rocky will just view you as a child in the end, but she tries viewing you as a friend first. This can he bad or good depending, but she doesn't want to pretend you're frail, this doesn't mean she won't crack down on you and be strict like an older sister.

Doesn't matter if you have two left feet and stumble, she will teach you to dance, you won't get out of it, and trust me when I tell you she's determined. The lessons consist of you stepping on her toes and laughing so hard you just fall on the ground.

Since she's fairly new to doing heavy jobs as well, only joining in as they are understaffed, she understands if you mess up sometimes and don't fully get what to do. Ivy was born into this life and teaches you the ropes that you wouldn't understand.

Calvin 'Freckle' McMurray

Uncomfortable to the max, he genuinely can't even look you in the eye for the longest time. He already had worries in joining himself, Ivy has been working in Lackadaisy for a long time, Rocky is... Uh, Rocky. But you? You're a literal teen who just likes the thrill of it, Freckle tries to be a good influence on your life and tells you not to join. Which he understands is incredibly hypocritical, but at the same time, he can't find it in himself to care about his hypocrisy too much.

Hopes to convince Mitzi to not put too much pressure on you, he is very attentive and any limp or struggle is met with a lecture that makes Rocky get flashbacks to Freckle's mother. Gets incredibly apologetic if you see him with guns and how insane he can be, regardless on how you feel, he's guilty that he may be influencing you badly.

Viktor Vasko

At first you thought he wanted you to die, an intense stare placed on you at all times with a smashed glass from his seemingly violent thoughts. But all he sees is a dumb kid, someone who needs to get out before this business kills you. He won't exactly be caring about it either, simply telling you that if you continue being reckless with your life, you will die. If you aren't careful? Maybe others you love.

It's worse if you end up bonding with him, even a little, he gets even angrier with those around you. He will not let you out of his sight if he can help it. Essentially? He's a very tough love guy, Viktor comes off as though he doesn't like you, which may be true on the surface, but deeeeeeeeep deeeeeeeeep down, he likes you a little. Maybe. Sometimes. Not often.

AHHH YOU DO LACKADAISY REQUESTS??? May I request reader awkwardly confessing to Rocky and thinking it it was a mistake until he gets all happy and does the Beam™

YES YES YES

Pronouns used : None

Note(s) : I can't write romance or Rocky well ahhhhh please help me

I fumbled with the seams and ends of my clothes, whether a shirt, skirt or jacket whatever I wore was pulled on and scratched at. By the end, Mordecai would've shot me dead for the lack of symmetry after I played with the fabrics for so long. The loud cars outside were muffled by the cafe walls, the aching smell of emmisions clawed it's way in which done nothing to calm my scattered thoughts.

Smoke reminded me of him, the chaotic and almost evil laughter while everything burned behind him caused my cheeks to burn with shyness. I could never tell if he noticed my affectionate and obsessive stares, but curiosity kills the cat, and maybe I would be let back with the promise of love if he returned my feelings.

"You got me pancakes!??" A paw and a violin slammed onto the table, my fur stood on end and I let out a hiss, ears snapped back and tail bushy with shock. The man in question arrived, his lucky R tie on with his signature grin accompanied, tail swishing back and forth with pure joy. Coughing, I patted down my fluffed out fur, his unwavering energy bouncing back at me.

"See? This is why you're the best person I know." His eyes drifted upwards, meeting mine while I felt my cheeks burn yet again. Subconsciously, my ears pinned back with embarrassment and I struggled to get the next words out. Looking down as if my legs were the most interesting thing I'd ever witnessed.

"Oh! Uhm, yeah." I paused, unsure of how to go on as Rocky sat down opposite me in record speed, setting down his violin on the seat next to him. He looked up at me to continue for a moment, after seeing I didn't object to him eating he began wolfing down his meal with eyes closed in contempt, syrup messily spreading all over him. Looking down at my own food, I felt like I'd get more sick if I ate, wanting to get everything over and done with quickly. "You can have mine if you want, there was a discount so I got two." Rocky momentarily stopped, eyes wide and brimming with tears of happiness at the food before him.

"I asked you here about. Well. What I mean to say is-" Realising he didn't hear me from how quiet I was, I breathed in and out, preparing myself. "I really like you. Not in the friend way, like how Ivy and Freckle are, uhm, not that I'm saying we're exactly like that yknow? I just..." I suddenly felt nervous, my ears standing at attention for his reply, but he just swallowed his food and stared intently at me, pancakes forgotten with no expression that I could understand.

"I'm so, so sorry this was dumb I should leave." His unwavering eyes felt like bullets tearing into my flesh, I ached to leave and just as I tried to releave myself of that pain by snapping my arm back to my side, attempting to shakily stand stand up when a familiar paw gripped onto my own. My face may not have visibly gone red, but that didn't change how my entire body was on fire, paws sweaty and shaky as I managed to look up, wide and loving eyes stared back at me. I almost choked at his next words.

Syrup dripped down onto his lucky tie and I instinctively reached over to wipe it off, looking back up at him for a moment I noticed what I was doing, his unblinking eyes so close my breath practically transferring to his. Suddenly self conscious over everything I was doing, my eyes began to dart around nervously, breath quickening as the air shifted to feel like I was suffocating in deep water.

EXTRA -

"You do?" Rocky's face turned to a softer version of his regular smile, my feelings were maxed out as I stumbled over my words, nerves over the roof and unsure if this was an acceptance. Instead nodding sharply. Almost as fast as a bullet, he reached over to hug me and laughed like a maniac. My arms shyly reached over and hugged him back, I could feel him move up and down going from the toes of his feet to them being flat, voice vibrating on my chest and making me snuggle into his collarbone.

I heard a sharp cough and practically had to force the man's strong grip off me, while his laughter died down, he remained uncaring of the guest at our table. When I finally managed to pull his noodle arms off me, I turned to the newcomer and didn't see his demeanor die down for a moment.

"Please don't be disruptive. We have other patrons to serve." One of the waitress' stood by the table, dissaproving gaze in full display as her sharp tone made me suddenly hyper aware of the noise level Rocky was previously laughing at. Speaking of, he didn't reply, and the second my eyes turned to him he simply toothily grinned at me with eyes wide and nothing but happiness in them.

"Oh! I'm sorry, we'll leave." My head shot down in embarrassment, she scoffed and her feet stomped away in annoyance, I looked up at Rocky to see he didn't even look at her as she walked away. No attempt to move or grab his violin.

That's when it happened, he began vibrating. The bright light became searing and I had to look away in fear of blindness, I could hear screams as I felt a hot burn begin on my body. That's when my vision went and a ringing was all I could hear. Bodies littereted the remains of the cafe, fire spreading rapidly as he began burning his way through the earth, creating a crator of pure light. He beamed™ and there were no survivors.

Hi, I really love your writing, they are so cute! I was hoping if you could write some romantic headcanons regarding Zib? The scenario is the reader (gender neutral) is in the same boat as Zib, where the reader was also in a on and off relationship, and their ex ended up marrying someone else. How would this relationship play out?

Thank you, I'm glad you do. :)

While you were hanging out at the lackadaisy you took quite the liking in the speakeasy's band. Somehow (you don't even know how) the band became your friend group. One evening, while you were ranting about life, the band picked up a similarity between you and Zib. They started teasing you about how similar ~you two pitiful, poor souls~ are. Your curiosity piqued and you decided to ask him about it.

At first he wasn't very eager to talk about his personal stuff with you, but after you got a bit closer to him and bought him a few loads of drinks, he started to open up to you.

Both of you were surprised to hear you've been through very similar stuff.

You wouldn't talk about it as if it was an idle, basic saturday chat, no... Zib wouldn't be so neutral/nonchalant talking about something he's been trying to run away from all these years. He'd have to be in his dramatic, miserable mood and you'd have to have some privacy.

Okay so first of all, it wouldn't be that easy for both of you to jump right into a relationship. He's been hurt too many times and I know he flirts a lot, but it's a 'no strings attached' situation. If anything, this would look like a situationship... "New person, same old mistakes" ;P

Yet somewhere in the back of his mind he had a foolish hope that since you had once found yourself in a similar situation to him, you would simply, out of pity, not cause him the same pain again, because you knew how awful this feels.

He knows that if he gets into a relationship, the breakup will hurt more than if there was nothing between you. Is the pain worth it? Perhaps with you it will be different...

You have to reassure him it's not just a game to you and that you are sure of what you're doing. Just be patient with him and you'll get there someday.

After you put a label on your relationship he'd be slightly less stressed about you leaving suddenly.

You have quite a few things to work on, but I'm sure if you two talk properly you're gonna find some way to fix your souls.

Zib might not be a lot, but he's there if there's anything you want to talk about. Especially late at night, when your mind feels a little too heavy, he'll calmly listen to you and once you're done talking he'll add a few thoughts of his. Even if most of your conversations start at one specific topic you've talked through so many times, you never really run out of words to say, you never get bored, each conversation somehow finds its way to another topic and another...

You also like to sit in (comfortable) silence and say nothing, basking in each other's warmth and presence, hoping in silence that you've finally found your internal peace.

Just for your own sake don't break each other's hearts, please.

Hey, I'm the same one who send the Mordecai hurt one, firstly I'm sorry I didn't read the rules before the first one, secondly I have no idea what MLM is, sorry if I accidentally requested that?

And thirdly.

I also wanted to throw in a Wick X reader, if that's okay.

Spoilers for the webcomic

Wick thought the reader had something to do with the money Mitzi stole and took a bit offense when the reader said it might've been his old friend Mitzi

What happened there is up to you

But later the reader drank a bit much somewhere, and ended up not recognizing wick and accidentally confessed while the reader thought he was just venting to a stranger

I'm again really sorry if this to specific/vauge, badly phrased, or something against your rules.

I just had this idea sitting in my mind for awhile now, and saw by chance that you had commissions open so I thought why not ask-

Thank you for your time!

Well, at least you've read the rules after all lol. Next time I recommend googling it up. I know I already addressed it in my last Mordecai post, but I'll do it again to be clear cuz I got another request that was against the rules. 'MLM' is 'man loving man' and I don't feel very comfortable doing it, please keep that in mind. I have my reasons. Although if the request isn't affected by the gender I will write it with a gender neutral reader instead (usually it occurs to character x any gender).

All issues aside, this request is pretty cool! Love the idea and I love how detailed it is! Keep it up ;3

I'm not sure if it was supposed to be romantic or platonic so I'll keep it neutral.

The reader is gn, this work mentions drinking/being drunk, very slight angst but then you get comfort.

It was Sunday. Your day was going quite smoothly and you had some free time to spare. You decided to visit Wick since you hadn't seen him for a while and you'd lie if you said you didn't miss him.

You strolled up to his house and knocked on the front door. Wick opened it and smiled lightly.

"Hello Mr. Sable." You bowed with a grin on your face.

"Oh, greetings Mx. L/N. Are we talking business?" He teased, then moved back and held the door open so you can walk in.

You put your leg forward and stepped in.

"So with all the formalities aside, how are you today? We have beautiful weather, don't we?" You turned to look at him.

"I'm doing fine. We are indeed having beautiful weather, however paperwork is keeping me at my desk, so I haven't got an opportunity to go outside to enjoy it.... There have been some strange gaps in my expense list."

"oh really? Why so?" You tilted your head with curiosity.

"Lacy recently showed me some bank statements that I don't remember signing. I looked at my checkbook and noticed that some pages had been torn out without my knowledge." he sighed.

"Oh really? That's weird. Maybe you simply forgot you wrote those checks?" You wondered.

"No, it happened recently and my memory isn't that scrappy... Yet... I think... You, miss May and miss Lacy were the last ones to see them." He raised his arm to scratch the back of his neck awkwardly. "I was thinking perhaps you knew something about it?.."

You stared at him dumbfounded. Did he think you stole his checks?

"I have no clue. I don't even know where you keep your checks. On top of that, I would never take it without your permission. Perhaps it was Mitzi? If I remember correctly Lacy complained about Miss May being nosy with her briefcase." You pursued your lips in a light pout.

Wick's expression shifted. You couldn't quite picture what it was, but you could tell it wasn't anything good. He had a slight scowl on his lips.

"No, I highly doubt it. She wouldn't do that. She's a classy woman and I've known her for a while." He sounded almost offended.

"Are you suggesting that I'm some kind of a 'low class', that I stole your checks?!" You scrunched your nose up. You attitude shifted into a defensive mode.

"that's not exactly what I meant but-"

"But what? You actually think that. I can tell." Your glare sent daggers at him. He just stared at you, not knowing what to say. You huffed then turned around and stormed off.

You couldn't stop thinking about what happened. You were so angry at Wick for acting like Mitzi was a saint and not acknowledging your word. Your madness slowly turned into sadness. It was supposed to be a nice day and it took such a turn... You needed to take an edge off.

It was evening. You found yourself at a speakeasy different than usual. You didn't want to risk meeting Wick and bumping into Mitzi. Seeing these two together would be a disaster.

You ended up drinking your sorrows away. You don't know how many turns you've had nor how much money you've already spent. You just wanted to numb your feelings.

You weren't the only one with such idea. Wick felt somewhat guilty about what he said. He should've chosen his words more wisely. He didn't feel like visiting Lackadaisy. He couldn't bear himself to see the ones he suspected of stealing his properties. He couldn't stop thinking about your words too. Maybe you were right? But at the same time... he was charmed with Mitzi, he couldn't get himself to think so badly of her. It all was giving him a headache.

His surprise was huge when he saw you at the bar counter. He had to blink a few times to let his mind process it. What a coincidence, eh? He sighed. Maybe it was a sign to make things up with you. He made his way to you slowly and chose to sit on a stool right next to you. Wick took off his hat, ordered a glass of whiskey on the rocks and folded his hands on the table.

"Hey..." He spoke up softly with a tinge of remorse in his voice.

You turned in his direction. Your vision was blurry hence you didn't register who sat next to you.

"Oh dear... you look wasted." He exclaimed with surprise.

"yeah? Well guess what! It's all because my... friend accused me of something I'd never do!" You hissed at the stranger sitting next to you.

"I didn't mean for it to go that way... I just-"

"And he didn't believe me when I said it wasn't me!" You went on. "He chose some gold digger over me!"

"Hey, don't say it like that-" Wick tried to differ.

"I thought he trusted me! How stupid was I to think that?!" You whined.

Wick winced and turned his head to the other side. He really did mess up... and it seemed like you were too drunk to even recognize him. The Siamese sighed and decided to take a different approach. He turned to you once again.

"He probably was just confused... Maybe even all pent up and didn't think straight? I'm sure he regrets what he did." He said awkwardly and took a sip of his drink to soothe his nerves.

"You think so?" You looked at him with glossy eyes.

He sighed and nodded as a soft smile appeared on his face.

"yeah, I'm sure." He extended his paw to you but hesitated. He fought himself on what to do but finally he pet your shoulder in reassurance. "Now, if you'll excuse me..." He grabbed his hat, put it on, exchanged a few words with the bartender, gave him a few dollar bills and turned around to leave. "Have a good night, mx." Then he left.

After that, the bartender didn't want to serve you for some reason. Well, at least your bill was already paid. Although it seemed somewhat strange, you didn't remember paying for the last round of drinks you've had, but hey, you weren't going to complain. Good for you!

After you got home you collapsed on your bed and passed out.

Wick decided to talk to you once you were sober and not hungover. He visited you and apologized properly. He wasn't sure what to do with the check situation tho. He'll figure it out. Maybe you'll even help him to make the right approach to talk about it with Mitzi.

A/n: oneshots are making me go insane but I think I did pretty good with this one :) Hope you've had fun! Reblogs and likes are very appreciated ^^

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.

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! 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. :)

| 𝐆𝐮𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐲 𝐩𝐚𝐠𝐞 |

A/n: Hello!- everybody my name is Markiplier and welcome back to five nights- nah jkjk. Since my account seems to have gathered some attention, it's time to make some official announcements!

On this app I'm trying to impersonate whatever excuse of a writer I am. I will write requests in my free time. If you want to know something more about me, stay right here!- however if you want to skip it all and already go to the rules before you request anything, scroll down a bit. READ THE RULES PLS (they aren't long).

.`'✭ 𝓐𝓫𝓸𝓾𝓽 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝔀𝓻𝓲𝓽𝓮𝓻 ✭`'.

Hey there! Glad you stayed. I won't brag a lot about myself but I just wanted to say I have a lot of hobbies, my fav one is drawing and that's also what I'm best at, I also play the guitar (classic and electric ones), I make edits, animate from time to time, I love listening to music, I roller skate, oh and write, hah. Also I'm a Catholic, no waaay🤯🤯🤯 please be respectful.

Writing is not my main hobby and I don't focus on it much, so it might not be very professional, but whatever I write I try to do it as in character as I can hence sometimes the process might take a while, I struggle a lot to get every detail done.

I'm an INFP-T (⁠•⁠ ⁠▽⁠ ⁠•⁠;⁠)

✭ 𝓦𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓯𝓪𝓷𝓭𝓸𝓶𝓼 𝓪𝓶 𝓘 𝓲𝓷?

Lackadaisy

Hazbin hotel

Fnaf

Fionna and cake/the adventure time

Gravity falls

House m.d

Helluva boss

Beetlejuice

Murder drones (slightly less involved than other fandoms)

TADC (slightly less involved than other fandoms)

Heathers

Ride the cyclone

And that would be it for now, I think.

Think I'm cool? Wanna get to know me more? Sure! My inbox is always open for Q&A! You can also dm me if you'd want to get acquainted.

I might update this later if anything comes to my mind. For now, I'm leaving it be.

| ☆ℝ𝕖𝕢𝕦𝕖𝕤𝕥𝕤 & ℝ𝕦𝕝𝕖𝕤☆ |

°꩜ 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘧𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘮𝘴 𝘥𝘰 𝘐 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳? ꩜°

Currently it's Lackadaisy and Hazbin Hotel because I'm most confident at writing these. If you went through the list of fandoms I'm in and saw any fandom you'd like to make a request for, you can send it in but I can't promise that I will manage to write it.

𝓒𝓱𝓪𝓻𝓪𝓬𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓼 𝓘 𝓵𝓲𝓴𝓮 𝓽𝓸 𝔀𝓻𝓲𝓽𝓮 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓶𝓸𝓼𝓽 :

Dorian "Zib" - Lackadaisy

Husker - HH

"Wick" Sable - Lackadaisy

Lucifer - HH

°꩜ 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐 𝘸𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦 ꩜°

NSFW

Anything too ooc (e.g. character is aromantic/clearly not prone to affection but the request is asking for a lovely dovey version of them.)

Anything offensive

MLM - (man loving man) - I'm sorry but I don't feel fully capable of doing that. Might write one from time to time if the request is short and simple, but anything else, no, sorry.

°꩜ 𝘏𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵? ꩜°

If you have any requests, put them in my inbox. You can see if I'm currently taking any by checking the status in my bio.

If you have a specific vision that you want me to write, please tell me all the details, I mean it. I ask of you to not send me requests that are too neutral/not specific enough. (e.g. you want a drabble for XYZ x reader going out on a date - add details like: genre (fluff, angst, etc.), tell me if you want the relationship to be platonic or romantic, tell me where do you want them to go or what do you want to happen at that place, you can even add a line you'd like to hear from them so I can try to include it) Just don't be afraid to be more specific! Let me see your vision so I won't make any mistakes.

°꩜ Anons ꩜°

Yes I do remember the account that supports me/sends requests! And yes, I will make list of anons if y'all would like me to! You can call yourself whatever you want or sign yourself as emojis

Current list:

None yet

°꩜ 𝘘𝘶𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘳𝘶𝘭𝘦𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘱𝘢𝘨𝘦 ꩜°

If you want to request or interact with any further content I make for HH, please be over 16, thank you.

This is supposed to be a safe space, so don't be mean! Be respectful to each other! We need more kind people in this world >:(

I might update this later. Have fun! ^^

how would Serafine, Lacy, and Ivy react to the reader proposing to them?

A/N: Sorry this is short, but I didn't know what else I could write. I know you waited so long for this, I promise I wanted to write it out earlier but I just lost motivation, whoops.

Ivy:

The moment you kneel down, there's that gleam in her eyes, snd when she sees the ring, she's squealing and jumping as if she just drank two coffees. She's so happy, of course she says yes!

You don't remember telling about the engagement to anybody except your closest ones but somehow everybody around knows it.

Serafine:

She might play dumb at first.

"Oh is that a ring for me? You're so sweet, Cher." She will take the ring but she acts like there are not strings attached. You need to explain to her what you were expecting and what you meant by that gesture.

In a relationship she needs freedom and you need to provide it for her, otherwise she might not be so happy about your idea.

But if she likes you and you're just what she wants, she'll be glad you proposed, she might be a little smug about it too, however she's not as expressive as for example Ivy.

Lacy:

She gasps. Lacy did not expect that, but she was happy. She had to have a few moments to think about this, to make the right decision, but after all she decided to say yes.

She still spends a lot of her time around Mr. Sable, however she's trying to work on it and make him somewhat more independent so she'll have more time to spend with you. (And Wick's fine with that ;} )

Hi! Your writing is very good, also very underrated, 20 likes only?! You deserve more >:(.

How do you think it would be if Nico (feel free to add any more characters) had a child with someone they're not married or do not have/used to have a relationship with? Do you think he would try to present for the kid and raise them?

You're flattering me, please😭 I'm a humble gal and writing isn't my main hobby, so I don't mind. Despite everything I'm actually surprised my work gets over 20 likes!

But thank you, I really appreciate your kind words (⁠~⁠￣⁠³⁠￣⁠)⁠~

As for the request, please keep in mind that this is just my opinion so it might not necessarily be what would happen. :)

Okay so he'd be in denial, not accepting what you just said, he'd laugh in your face and say that you must be wrong... unless you have proof.

He doesn't know you, it was just a fling. I doubt he'd care enough since you weren't in any kind of relationship.

Perhaps if you were pretty and persuasive enough, maybe he'd somehow give in at some point and accept it.

If you were lucky enough to be his type, he might try to build a relationship with you.

But in any other scenario... Not really. Perhaps if your child looked somewhat like him, his heart would soften a little at the thought of the way he himself was raised. In such rare moments, he might come by to see how your child is doing, but it is not binding.

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.

you grasp on the lackadaisy characters is actually pretty realistic, even involving the unflattering aspects of a relationship with them. anyways, what about their behavior when initially starting a relationship? what are they like when they’re still adjusting? write for whoever comes to mind lol

Aww, thanks! You flatter me :)

I'm sorry this request took a bit long to reply, but this week's been quite busy for me. Now that I've got some free time, let me write that out. Thanks for the free choice of characters too haha. The amount of characters I chose might not be a lot, but they're fun to write.

Summary: How would Zib, Wick, Rocky act at the begging of a relationship.

Reader is gn.

Zib:

okay so first of all, I think that if you wanted to get into a serious relationship with Zib, you must've been friends or whatever else you were for a while already.

Once you've finally decided to put a label on your uh situationship he'd be... Somewhat less stressed about you suddenly leaving and finding someone else. It's not like you knew he was stressed about it anyway.

There wouldn't be a lot changing in your relationship except stuff like:

He'd be a bit more clingy in public, whether it is leaning onto you as you sit next to him, sending you looks from the stage as he performs which unfortunately happens very rarely or just simply flirting with you a bit more than before.

He also might get a bit more gentle-like, but don't mention it🌚

Wick:

Okay so there are two ways of starting a relationship with him:

1. If you're meeting him after the 'Mitzi incident' and you're the first one to jump up with the relationship, he might be very careful at first. He must make sure you're not a gold digger or anything. No offense tho.

2. However if you were a trusted one and always acted nice towards him, it might go pretty smoothly actually.

DATES👏 This man will take you out on cute dates👏 prove me wrong, or don't. Let me dream. He will take you out to a nice restaurant from time to time, treat you to a nice meal or take you out on a walk, and all that jazz.

He will try his tricks to woo and court you. He might not be the best of bests at it, but he's definitely not bad either.

At first he'd try to tone down his bragging about his special interests, but as the time passes and he sees he can be comfortable around you, he goes all with it. You can be out on a date and he's yapping about different types of stones and telling you some random fun facts. Well, isn't that fun???😼

Rocky:

If you don't say it very clearly, he might not know what you meant. He might still treat you like a "pal", a "friend" for a while.

He would have to get used to the thought of having someone dear, who would love him again. Just be slow and patient with him.

However once he already processes it, he's quick to soak in all your love and affection. He's starved for it.

However if you wanted him to open up a little bit more to you... It's a completely different story... It will take him a lot of time, but you will get there someday, eventually.

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.

Hello y'all! I received my first request yay! @sarney7 asked me for headcannons of how would lackadaisy characters (Freckle, Rocky, Zib, Mordecai, Viktor i also wanted to add Ivy and Serafine to the list for the funsies) react to reader breaking up with them.

Before we begin: this work contains light angst, the reader is gn.

(also the characters go in alphabetical order ༎ຶ⁠‿⁠༎ຶ )

Freckle:

•When you told him you wanted to break up, he didn't know what to say.

•If he tried to speak up but you cut him mid sentence, he's not speaking up again.

•He's torn on what to do. His random zoning out worsened as he thinks a lot about what you said, but it all ends up with him doing nothing.

•You might catch him avoiding places you usually go to.

Poor boy is too socially awkward.

Ivy:

•She'll probably take it as a joke at first, so you better admit she's right and start laughing with her, otherwise you'll face her throwing a tantrum.

•It's best if you try to avoid her from now on.

•Once you leave her, she'll be heartbroken, mourning your relationship for a few days... however shortly after she'd most likely move on.

•Please, move out of the town. Seriously. Do it. Unless you want your limbs mangled by a certain bartender.

Mordecai:

•If you'd suggest breaking up, his first reaction would be: "what?" Followed by a confused stare.

•He'd ask you to tell him the reasons of why you wanted to split up. There are two scenarios of what would happen after telling him:

1. If you were together for a long time and he trusted you, he'd suggest trying to work on the issues you both had and slowly overcome them together (if possible).

2. If your relationship wasn't strong, he'd back out of it and let you leave. Why would he change himself for anyone anyway?

•He might be a bit more irritable and gloomy for a while after you left.

•Later he started pushing away his feelings and telling himself he's better off alone. Basically he's in denial.

Rocky:

•At first he'd stare at you with that goofy grin of his, waiting like an oblivious puppy for you to say something more. You didn't do it tho. Once he realized you were serious, his grin faltered.

•"Oh c'mon! Don't be like that, I'm sure there's still a lot to come for us!". He tried to nudge you with his elbow, but you just rolled your eyes at him. He slumped his shoulders. "Oh but whyyyyyy.... Why do you want to leave me?" He whined. "There's so much we can do together!" - what I mean is that he'd react pretty immediately, trying to keep you at his side, not wanting you to leave, he'd try to persuade you to say.

•After you left, it seemed like he was doing somewhat well, but was he? Many people noticed his actions were more destructive and he himself was acting a little crazier than usual... If that was even possible.

He tried to keep himself occupied most of the time with anything to keep his mind busy, to not let his thoughts wander off to you.

•At night it was harder for him to fall asleep tho. No one really knew what was going on inside his head, but one thing's for sure, a lot.

Serafine:

•"What did you say, Cher?" She purred while inching her knife dangerously close to your skin.

You gulped. "N-nothing!"

"That's what I thought so" she smirked and leaned back.

•Well... There is no real way out of this situation as long as she doesn't get bored of you... or as long as you're sneaky enough to leave the area unnoticed.

•Although if you do escape somehow, she's gonna go mad. I feel sorry for her next victim.

Viktor:

•His initial reaction was a grumble. Then he wanted to know why you wanted to break up. There is a possibility he'd get into a small argument with you when you wanted to leave.

•He wouldn't admit it, but he didn't want you two to part. He's grown found of you over the time and now he felt like a part of him was missing. Nonetheless he was bad at words and he couldn't bring himself to do anything. He'd prefer to be kneecapped again than having to suffer like this. (Kind of)

•After that, Mitzi started complaining about him being more snappy and irritable than usual...

Zib:

•Where did his cigarette go? You could've sworn it was in between his lips a second ago-.. oh, it's on the floor.

•First of all, ouch.

He had to make sure he wasn't in some kind of a dreadful dream before he-.. ah, nevermind.

•He asks if you have already thought out your decision for sure.

•It was painful to watch you leave, but maybe after all you were making the right choice? What had he to offer anyway? He wished you would stay, but at the same time he probably shouldn't stop you, maybe you'd find someone who'd take a better care of you... Just like Mitzi did when she found Atlas.

•He's drunk again. Wait, is that you in the corner of the speakeasy? It's time for him to unleash his charms and hit on you. Perhaps he'd manage to win you back.

•After his futile attempts at courting you, he is practicing sitting around looking 'pensive and troubled' -'more like a grimy doormat - while thinking melodramatically about the past.

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A/N: thank you for reading! Ugh, making these character thumbnails thingies took me more than I wanted it to😭 I was struggling to write out some of the characters (I hope it's not too noticeable) but I was trying my best to keep it in character, let me know your thoughts!

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! :)

Idk if it's just me but I feel like there's lack of Lackadaisy fanfics... Especially for the characters I love the most, and it's upsetting me cuz I have nothing to read😔

I was complaining to my friend about it and they just said "make your own"; so here I am with a draft of a quick scenario about Wick with a reader who has Entomophobia (fear of insects) that I'll probably post tomorrow, even though I'm a sh^tty writer.

I'm gonna use it as some kind of a 'test run'

- if my writing does well, I might turn this account into a writing blog

- if it doesn't, nothing will change ┐⁠(⁠´⁠ー⁠｀⁠)⁠┌

Edit: the post is up! You can drop by and check it out :>