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Allen didn’t have much to his name, especially nothing nice. Well, except for his motorcycle, which he purchased as soon as he could in order to get away from Cross.
His bike is like his baby and he takes really good care of it. He’s not one of the overly cautious people who doesn’t want anyone to even so much as breathe in the direction of the bike, but he will get upset if anyone damages it.
He’s incredibly street smart; clever as a fox. He knows how to live on his own and no rely on anyone.
The white hair and scars, the motorcycle and leather jackets, the devilish grin when he cheats at cards. All of these things immediately label him as a “delinquent” or “bad guy” in the eyes of most of society, but nothing could be further from the truth.
His eyes are soft and his laugh is sweet and his stomach growls incredibly loud at the most inopportune times and he stops to pet every cat and dog he passes. These things are what drew you to him in the first place.
You had found him behind the school, feeding a stray cat. He was chatting to it as if it could hold a conversation with him, and when you replied in place of the cat, he nearly jumped two feet in the air.
You found that you liked him a great deal. You liked the way he duck his head and hold his gut when you said something particularly amusing. You liked the way his eyes sparkled when you made him food. You liked the way he gave you his jacket when it rained or when it was cold. You liked the way he didn’t expect the world from you because of your academic achievements. You liked the rosy shade of pink his cheeks turned when you complimented him. You liked the butterflies you got in your tummy when he complimented you.
After a while, you found other things that you both liked about each other. You both liked the way your hands fit together. He liked the way that your perfume stuck to his jacket. You both liked the way that your lips felt against each other. You liked the way he ran his fingers through your hair as you studied, and he liked the way you chewed on your lip when you were focused.
A lot of strangers tended to give you both a strange look when they saw you walking hand in hand down the street. Your parents didn’t care for the fact that he came to pick you up for your first date on his motorcycle. The teacher’s didn’t care for the fact that you had found a “distraction” and that he was becoming a “bad influence on you”.
Most importantly, though, neither of you care what anyone else thought, because the both of you loved each other more than anything else in the universe.
Allen curses his pale complexion because you can absolutely see him turn scarlet. You don’t even have to see his face, because his neck and ears are just as red.
He’s so emotional, especially if you go into great detail when talking about how much you love him. He’s also so embarrassed.
When you roll over to settle in for the night, he’ll lift his head a bit off the pillow and tell you that he loves you so much, too. By this point, he’s let it wash over him and he’s just…so grateful to have you in his life.
Kanda is super fucking good at faking being asleep. In fact, he’s super good at not reacting, even though the confession startled him a bit.
Honestly you absolutely thought you got away with it. So you just kept on going and going and going and he’s silently dying on the inside. Feeling proud of yourself, you roll over and go to sleep. Only once he knows for sure that you’re out does he let out a loud breath, allowing himself to get flustered.
The next morning, he plays it off like he never heard a word. But he seems a little more on edge today(not really in the bad way, just like he’s easier to fluster…so much easier).
(Ahhhhh I got another request for the “main three” as well–would that be Allen, Kanda, and Lavi? I will answer this ask as such but if you wanted different characters please send in the request again with the specification. Also I just spent nearly 50 minutes going through my blog because I swear I’ve done a request like this before, but I couldn’t find it. I’ll just…I’ll do it anyway but if I have done it before, the headcanons may or may not be a bit different because I can’t remember! Curse my poor memory…)
Allen says it completely by accident–it was a total slip! he still meant it, though.
He flounders a bit when he realizes what he’s said. His face is really red and his hands are waving about dangerously as rambles on about how he meant what he said but that you don’t have to reply or say it back, he understands if it’s too early!
He’s so embarrassed yet…so relieved. Saying it out loud makes it feel so real. There was a time where he thought he wouldn’t have the chance to say this to anyone.
He’s so sweet and sincere. Put him out of his misery, tell him you love him too. Please. He needs it.
Kanda takes his good old time telling you that he loves you, and honestly, he probably says it only after you do. He definitely wouldn’t say it on his own accord.
Up until then, he had preferred to show his feeling through actions–not even necessarily romantic affections. He’d go out of his way to give you tips on fighting and technique, he’d bring you food if he hadn’t seen you for a while. He offers to turn in your mission report if he’s heading over that way. Simple stuff like that.
He probably is also quite…afraid of confessing his feelings to you. He’s a closed off guy, he isn’t good at being open and vulnerable. Only after he hears it from you does he get the courage to tell you.
Even then, though, it’s soft, quiet, barely a whisper. Sort and simple, “…love you, too.” Or, Hell, he might even go for the “me too”.
Lavi’s is a relieved confession, a admittance for only your ears. He says it with a content sigh, his head in his hand while he looks down at you, laying in the bed next to him.
He is absolutely aware of what he said. You already knew that you were incredibly special to him, because he told you as much when he asked you out. While the words “i love you” hadn’t left his lips when he first approached you about it, it carried as much impact as if he would have.
So it’s not like it’s big news to you or anything, but that genuine smile on his face and the twinkle in his eye is enough to get to your heart and turn your ears pink.
During this moment, behind closed doors, he’s much more genuine. Much sweeter, much realer. This is a side of him only you get to see. So when he ducks his head down to give your reddening face a bunch of kisses, you can’t help but soak up all the attention, and feel a sense of pride in being able to crack open this Bookman-in-training’s strong armor and get to hold his soft and fragile heart.
Runaan x Smol!Reader ♠️ Runaan doesn’t treat you any different than he would a tall s/o. ♠️ He knows you’re strong and capable, he sees no reason to tease you over something as trivial as height. ♠️ He does enjoy watching you step up on your toes in attempts to get a kiss. He enjoys grinning down at you in defiance even more so. ♠️ It’s the most frustrating damn thing to see his smug ass grin, but hearing him chuckle when you frown back is kind of worth it.
Viren x Smol!Reader ۞ Viren is a dominant s/o, so naturally he loves having a short lover. ۞ He really loves how small you are, if only for the power-play aspect of it.
۞ If that makes you uncomfortable, he’ll cut it out. The last thing he wants is to make you uncomfortable.
۞ He has little to no power of will when it comes to you. All you have to do is beam up at him and he’ll give you a n y t h i n g.
(I’m going to go ahead and do general relationship headcanons for both of them with the reader! Here are some headcanons of them in a poly relationship with the reader [the twins aren’t dating each other, of course] and here are some cuddle headcanons for the both of them.)
Jasdero is a very…clingy boyfriend. He’s always grabbing onto you in some shape or form. Generally, it’s: holding your hand, hugging your arm, laying his head on your shoulder, etc.
He likes to share food with you! This is both a blessing and a curse. It’s good because you can help yourself to whatever is on his plate. The bad thing is that he will steal stuff off your plate without asking.
Despite being a bit childish when he’s with Devit, typically telling you “no” if you ask him for help, he’s eager to please when away from his brother. He’ll do whatever you ask.
He really likes brushing your hair, or just playing with it. He’d let you play with his hair, but he won’t let you until you’ve been dating for a loooong time.
Same thing could be said about doing his make-up, though he’ll gladly do yours if you ask him too.
Like Jasdero, Devit will gladly do your make-up or dress you up whenever. Unlike Jasdero, you don’t even have to ask. He’ll just do it when he gets bored.
After having been in a relationship for a while, you are allowed to wear any of his clothes, if they’ll fit. Usually he gives you his coat, again even if you didn’t ask, because he likes the way it looks on you.
He’s kinda possessive, not gonna lie. The coat thing just fuels it. He likes to have his arm around you in public, though he doesn’t usually hold hands. He’s super picky about affection.
Other than when he’s feeling possessive, he’s not huge on PDA, unless it’s to spite someone.
Can be pretty inappropriate, not gonna like. He’ll whisper naughty things in your ear or spontaneously lick you. Without permission. He really doesn’t ask for that, ever. Also: spontaneous kisses! He likes surprising you because he thinks you look cute when you’re shocked.
Tyki Mikk found you to be completely fascinating. Your kind heart was so pure, he wondered how exactly is was that he ended up being the one you chose to spend your life with. Still, he felt a slight smile tug at his lips every time he saw you interact with a child. Your parental instincts were immeasurable, and he wondered if this was some form of hint that you wanted a kid of your own. Perhaps he was just overthinking it; you hadn’t brought that topic up to him.
Shaking that train of thought from his head, he watched you from his spot on the bench as you talked to a mother who was strolling her baby around the park. You occasionally peaked into the stroller to coo at the baby. From where he was, Tyki couldn’t hear the conversation, but he could see the radiant smile on your face as you spoke, so he was happy.
You waved goodbye to the mother and returned to Tyki, who stood and smoothed out his coat. He offered you his arm and a grin, and you took a hold of it, smiling back.
“What’s that smile for?” You asked, raising an eyebrow. Tyki walked you both along the path, glancing at you.
“Am I not allowed to just smile?”
“Well, I like your smile, so you’re always allowed to do it,” you replied slowly. “You just look particularly happy. Did something happen?”
You happened. Tyki didn’t say that out loud, but it was the truth of the matter. He looked down at you slyly, his grin turning mischievous. You suddenly looked a little wary of the expression, he assumed because you suspecting he was up to no good, which is the exact effect he was hoping to have.
“Oh, I was just recalling something amusing that happened the other day.” You looked at him expectantly. “Wisely was getting fitted for a new suit, but he’d never had to go through that process before, so he kept fidgeting and thus, kept getting stabbed with needles and pins.”
“Stabbed is such a harsh word,” you mused. “It’s just a poke, really.”
“From the way he reacted, you’d think he was getting stabbed.”
You laughed softly and Tyki’s smile became genuine again. While his story was true, he couldn’t ever straight out tell you the truth behind his smile. He was ready to open himself up that much just yet.
(Aw, thank you so much! We’re glad you like our blog so much. This fic is sorta a divergence from what happened at the end of the Noah’s Ark arc in canon.)
Tyki Mikk was a charismatic guy. He was charming, sly, and sometimes mysterious. To those who were close to his light side, some might even call him silly. As someone who was very familiar with both sides of the Mikk coin, you got to experience the magnificent enigma that was your beloved Tyki Mikk. You had fallen in love with every side of him. You were so sure you had him figured out, that you knew him better than back of your own hand.
As it turns out, you thought wrong, but it wasn’t your fault, really. The rampaging beast that was destroying the last structure in the Ark caught everybody off guard–perhaps even Tyki himself, you wondered. You couldn’t say for sure, though, because he had been so quiet and still in his unconscious state only moments before.
“His true Noah memory has awakened,” Road answered your unasked question as she held you both steady on poor Lero’s small frame. If it had not been for Lero, you thought you might have been crushed beneath the crumbling and rolling debris. You weren’t entirely sure you understood the answer, though; you had seen Tyki in his Noah form plenty of times before. You figured now was not the time to be interrogating her, though. Instead, you had another brash idea.
“Lero! Can you get us in closer to Tyki?” You called over the ruckus of the battle. It wasn’t so much an actual battle anymore, as the Exorcists were retreating from the crazed Noah, hopping from one collapsing piece of floor to the other.
“Are you crazy, lero?!” Lero squealed in hysteria. “We’ll all be crushed, lero!”
“He’s right!” Road urged. “[Y/N], I don’t know what you’re thinking, but Tyki’s not in his right state of mind at the moment! He could seriously hurt you!”
“Please, Road, it’s the only option we have. I might be able to help him,” You looked into her gold eyes, pleading, “You have to at least let me try!”
Road gazed at you steadily for a moment, an eternity, before she stomped the heel of her shoe against Lero.
“You heard her! Take us in closer before I turn you into a pin cushion!”
Lero yelped, but did as he was told–not without any whining and grumbling under his breath, though. You pried yourself out of Road’s grip and hopped down on one of the few remaining steady platforms, wobbling a bit on impact, but managing to stay upright. You edged as close to Tyki as you were able to, and did the only thing you could think of.
You sang. You sang the same way as you did countless nights before, when Tyki had laid restless by your side in the late hours of the night. Your voice wavered a bit in fear as one of your lovers inhuman appendages that were swinging around violently. You gulped in a deep breath, and restarted, this time with a steadier voice. You were only able to raise your voice so loud, and for a moment you feared your voice would not reach him amidst the chaos. His head turned, however, towards where you were standing. You smiled as you sang, but it faltered when Tyki made as if to charge at you. The ground between the two of you split into a jagged fissure, and you almost fell down into the dark abyss below. Your voice cut off and before you could scream, Tyki was in front of you, pulling you towards him.
You felt safe in his arms. You believed you were finally able to reach him. So you raised a hand to his face, hesitating when he flinched in response. You began singing once more, and slowly, the swiping tendrils behind Tyki’s back slowed to a halt. His whole demeanor began to feel calm. He lowered the both of you to the ground, and suddenly he looked exhausted as the wounds from the battle prior to his loss of control caught up with him. His large form slumped forward against you, and you slowly lowered him onto your lap. Road hastily opened another door for the group of you, and she and Lero helped move Tyki’s unconscious form away from the crumbling Ark.
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