Hidden Tensions //Oc Based

Hidden Tensions //Oc based

The low hum of machinery filled the air in the base, a comforting sound punctuating the otherwise tense atmosphere as Sam worked in the dim lighting of the makeshift workshop. The flicker of lights from their various projects created a dance of shadows that enveloped them, and Sam was in their element—surrounded by gears, tools, and the comforting scent of oil and metal. 

Though they were small in stature, their strength lay hidden—a muscle tone that came from years of combat training and survival, a strong build that was both deceiving and empowering, scars littered their toned body a reminder of what happened in the past. Their blue eyes sparkled with determination, short brown hair framing their face as they focused intently on the weapon they were modifying. It was a new bow for Aloy, one that would help her take on the upcoming threat from the Far Zenith.

Sam took a step back, admiring their handiwork, when a light knock on the door broke their concentration. Tilda stepped in without waiting for a response, her tall frame and striking presence immediately commanding Sam’s attention. The former Far Zenith member had settled into life at the base surprisingly well, her calm demeanor and sharp intellect providing insight into problems that often left the rest of the group puzzled. 

“Good evening, Sam,” Tilda said, her voice smooth and confident as she leaned against the doorframe. “I hope I’m not interrupting. I was just coming to check in on you.”

“Just tinkering away,” Sam replied, a playful smile curling their lips. “You know me—if I’m not fixing weapons, I’m lost.”

Tilda stepped further into the workshop, her eyes scanning the cluttered tables filled with projects. “Your focus is impressive. Aloy says you’re making a new bow for her, is that right?”

“Yup! Trying to get it just right so she can take on the tougher machines. Better range, more power,” Sam said, enthusiasm lighting up their features. “Want to help?”

“I’d love to,” Tilda replied with a small smile that lit up her face. 

They fell into a comfortable rhythm, Tilda handing tools to Sam, commenting on the designs and providing suggestions. Their camaraderie grew—Tilda’s sharp mind and innovative ideas complemented Sam’s practicality and quick wit. Yet, beneath the friendship lay an unacknowledged tension, a current that ran between them, unspoken but potent.

As hours slipped away, a casual banter transformed into something deeper—shared laughter igniting sparks that neither of them recognized. Sam could feel the warmth of Tilda’s presence, her laughter wrapping around them like a gentle embrace, a feeling they had never expected to crave so much.

“Hey, can you hold this steady for me?” Sam asked, holding a length of metal to shape it as Tilda stepped closer. The proximity sent a shiver down Sam’s spine, causing a mix of anxiety and excitement to bloom like wildflowers. 

“Of course,” Tilda replied, her voice low and smooth, as she leaned over Sam, her breath brushing against their ear. “Just like that?”

Sam swallowed hard, suddenly aware of the warmth radiating from Tilda’s body. “Yeah, just like that,” they said, barely managing to keep their composure as a rush of adrenaline coursed through their veins.

With the air thickening around them, Sam’s focus wavered. Each heartbeat felt magnified, and when Tilda brushed against them, the spark ignited. It felt electric, charging the space between them with unspoken desires.

“Sam…” Tilda murmured softly, and in that moment, everything shifted. Without warning, Tilda pivoted, and in one motion, she had Sam pinned against the sturdy surface of the workbench, her body leaning against them, breath warm against their skin.

“W-what are you—” Sam stuttered, shock mingling with exhilaration as Tilda captured their gaze, those vibrant green eyes reflecting an intensity Sam had never seen before.

“Just go with it,” Tilda whispered, a smirk dancing on her lips as she captured Sam’s mouth with her own, the kiss igniting a wildfire within them. 

It was powerful, consuming. Sam melted against Tilda, their body responding instinctively, hands grasping her waist as they deepened the kiss, legs automatically wrapped around Tilda's waist, breath mingling as if they were a single entity. Tilda pulled back slightly, her eyes sparkling mischievously, before trailing kisses down Sam’s neck, leaving soft, heated marks that made Sam gasp.

“Wait—” Sam protested weakly, heart racing, the weight of everything crashing down all at once. “What if Aloy—?”

Tilda paused just long enough to look up, her breath warm against Sam’s skin, a sly smile on her face. “Aloy doesn’t have to know. Not yet. I’ve been wanting to do this for a while.” 

Before Sam could process the implication of her words, Tilda was already trailblazing down Sam’s neck, marking them with soft kisses and hushed whispers of admiration. Sam’s breath hitched, hands instinctively finding their way to Tilda's hair, pulling her back up to deepen the kiss once more—an intoxication they had been craving, a connection finally acknowledged.

They lost themselves in each other, the world around them disappearing as they surrendered to the sparks flying between them. Time slipped away, and it was just the two of them—lost in the moment, tangled in depths they had yet to explore.

Tilda pulled away slightly, her cheeks flush, a triumphant grin dancing across her lips. “So… this is what you’ve been hiding behind all those workshop walls,” she teased, voice low enough to send shivers racing down Sam’s spine.

“I… um,” Sam stammered, attempting to regain composure, fighting back a smile as they shrugged sheepishly. “I guess I never realized I was hiding at all.”

“Good,” Tilda said, leaning closer again, their foreheads almost touching. “Because I’d like to see more of this side of you.” 

With a mischievous sparkle in her eyes, Tilda leaned in closer, leaving one last kiss at the corner of Sam’s mouth before pushing herself up and stepping back, creating distance that felt both tantalizing and cruel. Their heart thudded relentlessly in their chest, a mix of thrill and uncertainty hanging in the air.

“I should probably get back to the others,” Tilda said, glancing over her shoulder as she made her way towards the door.

“Yeah,” Sam agreed, still trying to process everything that had just happened, the way their body felt alive and electric. “Just, um… be careful with that door… it creaks.”

Tilda paused, looking back at them with a mix of mischief and warmth. “I’ll try,” she promised, her smile lingering as she slipped out of the workshop, leaving Sam breathless and exhilarated.

As the workshop returned to quiet, Sam stared at the desk, fingers brushing against the surface where Tilda had pinned them just moments before. A wave of warmth spread through their chest then down, and with a smile tugging at their lips, they knew that everything had changed.

And as Sam returned to their work, their mind raced not with thoughts of machines and weapons, but with the warmth of Tilda’s kiss, the promise of hidden desires, and the vibrant uncertainty of a new chapter unfolding between them. The world outside was still fraught with danger, but for now, within the walls of their little sanctuary, they were more than warriors—they were two people ready to redefine what it meant to fight for something beyond survival.

Robotic failure Silco x Gn!Reader

Alright, this came to me because I was making my oc for arcane and I just had to write it done for you guys to enjoy.

You have a Robotic arm, leg, and spine. There will be nudity and a little bit of spice! so enjoy! 18+

Sorry if there are any mistakes!

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A small pained sigh left your mouth, rubbing at the place that metal meets skin. Usually, you never take off your prosthetics feeling vulnerable without them. Nowhere to run or to fight, just a leg and arm to keep you 'save'. Small hands took hold of the one rubbing at the skin, Jinx hanging from the ceiling, before dropping to sit next to you. Looking over the skin, fully pushing off the jacket that was hanging from your shoulders, letting it fall to the couch.

"You will just rub your skin raw."

a small laugh left your mouth. "I know, but it seems that the phantom pains are at their worst today."

She nods, leaning her body against you, her cold hand wrapping around your bicep, cooling down the skin. Leaning your head on hers, she hummed, talking about her day to you. Her new bombs, annoying Sevika, and missing Silco who was out for a job. Not to worry he would be returning tonight, you were here in his office to look over some paperwork and keep an eye on Jinx. Not that she was going to do much, with you she would rather cuddle and tell you about the voices, helping her deal with them. A sharp hiss let your mouth, pain now also shooting up your leg, so knowing jinx was here, you reached down unclipping part of your pants.

Jinx quickly helped you out of the pants leg, revealing the robotic leg, scars running along your skin. Slightly turning the leg, hearing it click out, you put the leg away on the table. Feeling Jinx unhinge your arm, placing it next to the leg, she slide over to sit on the ground, looking your prosthetics over. Leaning back, you let the pain wash over you, closing your eyes to focus on letting out any pained sounds. The door opening didn't reach your ears, the sad smile jinx gave the man that was standing in the doorway was something you missed as well.

With a soft wave of his hand, jinx grinned, hopping up and out of the office with a quick side hug the red-eyed crime lord. stalking over to the young person sitting on the couch, his eyes flicking over to his desk, seeing that all the paperwork was done and sorted. A small shack of his head, he took a seat next to you, looking you over. The pained expression told him enough, the ghost pains were pulling at your mind. He had seen it on Sevika, and on himself, his eyes still did hurt, something he might never get rid of.

"You got to relax your shoulders, my dear. Otherwise, they might lock up."

His words were spoken in a soft tone, opening your eyes to shift them over to him, a tired smile on your face to tell him it was alright.

"Says the one who works 24/7 and never takes a break for himself."

A small chuckle, as he moved to pick you up, walking over to his chair, taking a seat, and putting you on his lap. Pushing your face into his neck, he pulled himself closer to the desk. Ghosting his fingers over your spine he began to push on to your spine. Small clicks were heard in the empty room, hand gripping his waistcoat, his other hand running through your hair. Pushing the last part of your neck, a small sigh left your mouth, kissing his neck with a thank you following right behind it. A soft hum is all you got back, so with a shift, you were now looking down at him, hand resting on his shoulder.

Leaning down, lips touching, hands sliding along your back, your own now in his hair. With a pull on the back of his head, his head fell back with a gasp, a grin pulled at your lips. Ghosting your lips over his neck, whispering against his skin how much he meant to you. Kissing where his neck met his shoulders, hands gripping your waist, pulling back looking down at him. Hair all over the place, a small blush on his cheeks, and god his despread eyes, like you were the only thing that was keeping him grounded. Taking his chin between your fingers, pull him close before pressing your lips back together. With a small shift on his part, you felt his hard-on against your own, a small groan leaving his lips.

Deepening the kiss, tongues fighting over who would win, a small whine leaving his lips as you slightly lean more over him, winning the battle. With a gasp, he lifted you onto his desk, standing in between your legs, hands pushing open your legs, bodies pressed together. Lips now find your neck, leaving no part untouched, feeding off your small whimpers and moans. A harsh bite to your neck makes you grind into him, hands tightening around your waist, trying to pull you impossibly close. Slipping his hands under your shirt, quickly lifting it over your head, admiring your body, holding down your hand as it was trying to cover up.

Kissing you again, hands exploring your chest, a moan leaving your lips as he brushed over your nipples. The cold air in the room not stopping them from hardening, your own hand now trying to get him out of his clothing. Only going so far as to get his waistcoat and a few buttons undone of his blouse before he dived down to your neck again, marking you up without a thought in his mind. Slipping your hand down to his crotch, rubbing his dick through his pants, ripping a deep moan from his lips, resting his head on your shoulder. undoing his pants, pulling it down enough for his cock to spring free, wrapping your hand around it. A bite to your neck, made you slightly jump, a groan leaving your mouth before a bruising kiss was pushed against them. His hand wrapped around yours pulling it away from his cock, pushing you to lay down on the table.

nock, nock

A loud growl left his throat, as he pulled you back up, onto his lap, wrapping his coat around you pushing you into his chest, your head resting on his shoulder. with an enter, the door opened, Sevika stepping through. Seeing me, a small smile crept up on her face, but Silco was quickly to ask what she wanted when it dawned on you. Feeling his cock still rubbing against your belly and your exposed upper body being kept warm by his coat, a heavy blush set itself on your face. So with a small shift, you pushed your face into his neck, hoping this talk would soon pass, and you could pick back up where you left off.

Lovely partner Wanda x Reader x Vision

"Y/N?" Looking away from the setting sun, the colors always looked so beautiful, like water painting swirling together. "Mmh?" My eyes trailed over my partner, vision, who was holding out his hand to me. "care for a dance?" getting up from the seat by the window, I placed my hand in his. the warmth of his hand seems to travel up my arm, pulling me further into his body. Soft music began to play, my arms circle his shoulders. His around my waist, head on top of mine. "What is going on inside that pretty mind of yours?" So, he knew, a few things had been on my mind today. "A lot, nothing bad but i just been thinking about some stuff." Vision nods, he knew to not ask on, he knew I would tell him on my own time.

Hearing the door open, the both of us looked up seeing Wanda come in. "Hello sweet cheeks!" A bright smile came to my face, Vision himself was enjoying the sight of me smiling I could tell. Leaning against my tall red android, his arms around me. Wanda rushed over to us, crashing into vision and then into my shoulder, a deep sigh leaving her lips. "Are you alright, my love?" Visions voice held concern, his hand cupping her cheek, lifting her head. "Just I... I just want some peace and quiet away from the whole superhero doing but..." taking hold over her hands, leaning to her, kissing her forehead. "then... then you and Vision go watch a movie and I will set something up to. And no I will not over do it, just leave it to me alright?" Vision and Wanda looked at one another but agreed.

Everything was set up, made easy dinner, made the bed look comfy, placed out some of Wanda's favourite smelling candles and pulled out Visions favourite feeling blanket. Wanda and me found out that Vision liked the feeling of different kind of objects. Wanda had gotten him the blanket, he immediately told us it was his favourite blanket. Taking a deep breath, my eyes shot over to the night stand. 'you got this!' I quickly ran a hand through my hair, pulling on my most comfy pjs before i pulled out Wanda's and Visions most comfy pjs, rushing into the living room. "Pull these on and wait outside our bedroom." Looking down at the pjs they nod, as I quickly rushed into the kitchen and putting everything on the plats.

Now everything was set, hearing the two shuffle outside the door I rushed over, turning off the light before opening the door. A gasp left Wanda's mouth as she saw the fairy lights hanging of the high ceiling, the soft glow of the candles making it look like a the most comfortable place on earth. "My lady, My lord." Both of them chuckled as I bowed holding out my hands for them to take. "Y/N! this is amazing, thank you-" "Sssh it's not done yet." Wanda giggled but took my hand, Vision with a soft smile, did the same. Leading them over to the bed, telling them to make themselves comfortable. Turning on the tv, soft music began to play, Vision immediately recognised the song. "It's the song we met you on." A grin pulled on my lips, as I placed the food in front of the two. "you don't have to eat but i didn't want you to feel left out." Softly bumping my forehead to his. "Thank you my dear." A kiss to the cheek and we went to eat.

We quickly finished, Wanda and Vision had move on to slow dance in the middle of the room. Me just laying on the bed enjoying the sighed before me, having already taking a photo of it for later in the scrapbook. Taking a deep breath, i closed my eyes, just basking in the moment, enjoying the music, the shuffling of feet and the soft humming of Vision. Feeling the bed dip, i opened one eye, seeing Wanda leaning over me with the softest smile. "Hello, sweetcheeks." leaning down, Wanda softly kissed me. Her lips where slightly dry but that must have been of the stress of work, but they didn't feel any less pleasant. A deep and pleasant sigh left my nose, running a hand through her hair. "Did I give you what you wanted? even if it only lasted for tonight." Wanda lowered herself to lay next to me, head on my shoulder, Vision joining her side, pressing himself against her back. Hand draped over her waist and onto my stomach. "Yes, thank you so much Y/N."

Forgetting all about what I had planned more the night came to an end, the three of us had fallen a sleep. Vision and I curling around Wanda, like she was the most important person in the world. Visions arm was draped over Wanda to hold my hand, Wanda was on her back, head slightly leaning to Visions side. I was the first to wake, and it made me creep out of bed and the room. Making breakfast, I slipped back into the room, seeing Vision and Wanda softly talking to each other. Visions eyes lighting up seeing me coming back into the room, Wanda looking over seeing the big tray in my hands. With a wave of her hand the tray was lifted from my hand and flew over to the bed. climbing back into bed, the three of us enjoying breakfast. the rest of the morning it was just us and the soft music dancing around the room.

'It's now or never Y/N' leaning over Vision to pull a small box out of the nightstand, I held it in my hand. "I..." Looking down at it, I took a deep breath, looking up the two. My heartbeat went up, feeling my cheeks get red, I quickly looked away. "I made you this. To.... I..." hands grabbed hold of my cheeks, turning my face to look at Wanda. "Take your time sweetheart. no need to rush it." Looking into her eyes and then a quick flick to Visions eyes. They held so much warmth, this was so much. "I love you both a lot, and I wanted you to have this. I made this so a way to... to ask you if you would m-... I.." Tears beginning to fall, this was to much, I was ready to just run. Vision made me snap back, hands taking hold of my own. "Deep breaths." Taking those deep breaths, I whipped my face on my shoulder as not to let go of Visions hands. the box resting on my lap, leaning my face into the hand that was still holding my face. "Will you marry me?" slipping my hands out of Visions, I opened the box showing the two a ring with 3 stones, each a different color. Once yellow to represent Vision, one red for Wanda and one y/f/c stone to represent me.

"They are lame a-" Vision leaned forwards, trapping Wanda against my chest, his lips connecting with mine. A surprised noise leaving my lips, he was almost never to one to go and kiss Wanda or me. "I... I love them." Taking the bigger one, he slipped it on. Wanda slightly pushed against Visions chest. "Ah! sorry, my dear." Smiling she shock her head, taking one of the rings slipping it on. "I love it as well, Y/N" Happy tears fell from my eyes as i pulled them both into a hug. Vision taking hold of the last ring, slipping it onto my finger. Wanda with a grin pulled the three of us back onto the bed, laughing as we hit the bed. "Thank you for everything, Y/N. i could ask for a better partners then you and Vision." Wanda rolled over me, pushing me closer to Vision, who in return wrapped an arm around me. We got settled again, softly talked to one another about what the future might bring.

Comforting Hands Dragon age Inquisition Cole x Hurt reader (TW Suicidal thoughts)

Looking out over the frozen lake, the cold stone kept me awake as I sat on the railing, my head leaning on my knee that I had placed on the railing the other swing off the edge. A small yawn left my mouth, small tremors of pain running up my arm and down into my body, the hole in the sky softly flashing. Tears in my eyes seem to freeze in place of the cold, but I just listened to the wind around me, feel it against my skin, my cheeks feel warm.

"Mind full, pain overwhelming but yet not, death on the mind but stays for those around. thread ready to snap trying to keep it strong."

"Hello, Cole."

"You hurt but I only felt it now. How? how can I just..."

"I hide, just like how you hide to help."

Hands grab hold of my hand, but I kept on looking at the view, when my eyes fell down. My mind wanders to what could be, hand takes hold of my face turning it to him. A pretty much expression less cole was now looking at me with a pleading expression. Softly smiling I ran my free hand over his cheek and up to push his hair out of his face. My hand fell back to his cheek, him leaning into the touch, pulling on my hand trying to get me off the railing and back inside. A deep sigh left my mouth, but followed the spirit inside. Only pausing at the doorway, giving the view behind me one last look, tears falling.

"Sorry."

He stepped closer to me, pressing his forehead against mine, rubbing his nose against mine, a silent sign of that it was fine. Letting my head fall to his shoulder, my own sobs being the only thing heard in the room. It seemed colder inside than it was outside, almost like there was no one to return to after a battle, a trip to help the Inquisition. Pulling back, my eyes trailed over Cole's face, biting my lip as it trembled, trying to hold back more tears.

"Afraid to lose, the be alone, to only see darkness. I won't leave you, I promise."

Pulling me close to him, he picked me up and walked over to the bed, laying me down joining me in bed. He pulled me into his chest, arms tightly around my body, face in my hair, my own in his neck. Soft words worked away the thoughts, hands turning over my back into my hair, lips pressed against my hairline. Words turned to hums, trying to make me join, a small broken chuckle left my throat. I did, joining his humming with my rough voice, blanked pulled to our shoulders, the room warmed up.

"Thank you so much, Cole."

"Always here, never leave, promise me."

"Always here, never leave."

As he hugged me, I pushed my face into his neck, a small laugh left me. Cole will always stay dear to my heart, please don't leave me, ever.

Klarion x reader //we meet again// Part 2

Teekl was purring against my chest as I was leaning back in the corner of the base, the window to the outside world only showing rain and thunder. Big boss and Klarion were talking about stuff that I could care less for, I was happy with the purring cat on my lap and some tea by my side. My phone played soft music as my mind drifted in and out of existence. Hands ran through short orange hair, as Teekl was making biscuits with my shirt, how cute. A small giggle left my mouth, soon after taking a sip from my now cooled-down tea. "I would like my familiar back, now."

"Mmh, I think she is pretty comfortable and happy here in my lap, so... no you can't"

A small growl left his mouth, a chuckle left my mouth, placing the teacup down, wrapping my arms around the small animal. Standing from my seat, cracking my back in the progress, a small meow leaving Teekl. Holding out Teekl to her owner, he snatched her from my arms. A small growl left Teekl being handled so roughly, she glared up at her owner.

"What?! Don't you growl at me, you stupid cat."

"You off?"

His head snapped to me as I just smiled back at him, looking me up and now he let his shoulders drop.

"Yes."

"Mmh, sad! Till next time Klarion, bye Teekl."

Petting Teekl on the head she leaned into my touch before I look up at Klarion with a small smirk.

"Take care, Klar."

"Take care.... (n/n)"

A grin broke on my face, as he teleported off to gods knows where me skipping back to my spot before plopping down onto my mountain of pillows. I feel like a schoolgirl who just talked to their crush, gripping a pillow to my chest, looking out of the window. Some time had past since our first meeting, we went on a few missions over time, just annoying each other when we could, but still having fun. it did get us in trouble from time to time but that only made it more fun. So our friendship grows and well... So do my feelings for the witch boy himself.

"So this is what you meant with baby magic all those years ago!"

Blocking a spell of Zatanna, absorbing the power into myself, as Klarion laughed. A small black orb appeared in my hand before I swing it at Zatanna, easily breaking through her shield and making her fly across the field. Holding up my hand, turning one of Zatannas' students' magic into nothing.

"What are you teaching them, dear? Nothing good it would seem!"

Sending the girl flying as well, hitting a tree, a painful cry leaving her mouth. Jumping out of the way from another blast I float above Klarion who shot out one bigger spell as they were distracted by me. Sadly Zatanna was there to block it, but barely! Burn wounds decorated their bodies, but that was not important at the moment. Flying over the 3 of them, I made the grab for the magic book we were looking for.

"Thank you, lovelies, we good what we needed."

Landing back next to Klarion, Teekl jumped to my shoulders, softly purring against my cheek. Waving at them, Klarion teleported us back to base, and as soon as we got there I opened up the book. All different kinds of spells, incantations and so much more were in the book. So pretty easy other not so much, feeling eyes on me I looked up from the book, Klarion standing there with his arms cross, a small smirk on his face.

"Soooo, can we try some of these?"

He nods, joining my side, looking over the pages that I was on right now. So hours passed, many different spells were used and tried out, some failing, some partially, and others a big success! Leaning against the mountain of pillows, Klarion next to me, the book floating in front of us, flipping through it as we try to see anything more fun to try out.

"How about that one?"

Slightly leaning to Klarion, pointing at a summoning spell of a big monster. Our shoulders touched, using his knee for support to not make me fall over. Klarion shook his head, feeling his arm wrap around my waist, pulling me into him. A pleasant sigh left my nose, leaning into his side, looking over the book ones more. Sometimes pointing something out, other times just making small spells in the air. Until I felt myself drop my head on his shoulder, Teekl joining us, sitting on my lap, running my fingers through her fur.

"Klar?"

"Mmh?"

"Ah never mind."

"You got to tell me now, (n/n)"

Looking up at the chaos lord, trailing my eyes over his face, should i... no this is nice, I shouldn't ruin it, this is the longest he has sat still. But it would seem something was on his mind as well, as he was also scanning me over. Leaning my head back on his shoulder only for his sharp nail to poke my cheek.

"Klarion!"

"Come on tell me! Don't be like this!"

"Like what?"

"Like... Like!"

A small chuckle was heard from me, Klarion glaring down at me. Grumbling he leaned his head on top of mine, snapping the book close in front of us, Teekl sitting up in my lap, rubbing her head against my chin.

"So you want attention, he?"

"Yes."

My movement froze, slowly pulling away from Klarion to look up at him. A small pout on his lips, his arms now crossed, quickly looking down at Teekl, only to see her looking up at me with a smug look in her eyes. 'you sly fox.' So with a deep breath, I looked back up to Klarion, placing my hand on the back of his neck. His eyes made contact with mine.

"You can just ask right?"

"Does it look like I want to do that?!"

Laughing, I leaned myself onto him, my other hand beginning to run through his hair.

"(n/n)?"

"Mh?"

Leaning down his lips connect with mine, hands trailing up and down my back as mine grip the back of his head. It was soft, gentle, and inexperienced but fun in a way. Tilting my head a little bit, letting one of my hands' cup his jaw, a small sigh left his nose. Pulling back, I bump my nose against his, his hands finally settling on my lower back.

"Good enough attention, Klar?"

He nods, kissing me again and again, wrapping my arms around his neck, a small laugh left my mouth as his nails scrape against the back of my neck. A chuckle left his own, pulling us closer together.

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there is nothing out here for this man, so I have to do it myself!

thank you so much for reading this and if you have any good ideas for more klarion stories do let me know!

or a site where I can read the comics about klarion please let me know I used to have a site but that sadly got taken down. ;-;

as always English is not my first language so if there are any mistakes let me know and I'm sorry!

fun fact; I made my own Young justice oc and I already got some drawings done as well some commissions back for them! XD do let me know if you are interested in seeing them!

Can I request some headcanons about Symmetra, Mercy and Ana with S/O, who, despite being very lucky, is extremely nervous?

Symmetra

- Tries to keep you off the battlefield at all times if she can.

- Nervousness leads to mistakes and she doesn't want to lose you at all, at any cost.

- You may be lucky but that means nothing to her in the long run, she loves you for you, not some stupid luck-driven life.

- When you are very nervous she makes different figures with her tech, trying to distract you from that mind of yours.

- Soft forehead kisses are a thing she does on her own without thinking when she sees something happen to you out of luck.

Mercy

- Look, she is happy that you are very lucky but seeing you this nervous about anything else is making her uneasy.

- Even with all this luck, you aren't even relaxed?

- Will try to ease everything with soft words and soft touches.

- Running her fingers through your hair, down your back just to feel you relax back into her.

- When you are on the battlefield and seeing you make your way through it with your luck makes her softly laugh.

- Sometimes sees you as her own little good luck charm but only on your better days when you are less nervous.

Ana

- Seeing you get by a lot by luck makes her laugh, but seeing you still be so very nervous makes her heart ache.

- Late nights with tea, listening to your worries and holding you close.

- Tries to keep you off the battlefield if possible but that is not up to her but she tries.

- If you get to nervous she has some lavender candies to help you calm down (if you don't like does... I'm sorry)

- Softly hums a tune as well

- Lucky may have gotten you to her but you is why she stayed.

- She loves you with your luck and your nervousness.

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I hope this is what you wanted dear ano,

so please I hope you enjoyed this little piece.