Karneval HiratoxReaderYou were never the most colorfully dressed person. Yes, you liked color but, they had to be one hue or combination. No rainbow on clothes, no multicolored ribbons. No. But, alas, you worked in Circus, so you were constantly surrounded by color. You actually thanked your stars when you were in a more drab place like Research Tower or Kichii's dark blue room. You had tried to become accustomed to such a loudly colored place and, for the most part, had succeeded. The others, chiefly Eva, still tried to get you out of your calmly colored clothing and, into something more shiny or bright. You would politely deny their suggestions to dress brighter. At one point it became so unbearable that you couldn't stand anyone other than Hirato. Let's face it, his black suit and tie was splendidly simple. He never asked why you were in the library with him or why you would ask to learn about the computer system in the control room. He seemed to be accustomed to your company, a
Dr. Akari X Reader Germs Karneval X Reader You looked at you boyfriend, his pale skin was flushed and speckled with goose bumps. His peach hair was so gloriously messy, clumps were still gelled up but generally it was free. He had his teeth gritted and he was buried in blankets, you had even raided hot blankets from the clinic area of Research Tower. Akari hated that you had come to babysit him. He was a grown man; he did not need nor want someone around to babysit him when he was sick, let alone his girlfriend. “Girlfriend” that word was still foreign to him even though you two had been a thing for around four months. He wanted to be miserable by himself yet there you were sitting on the edge of his bed wringing out a cold rag for his forehead. “Akari, I find it highly amusing that after all your lecturing about how hard I train, you neglect yourself and get sick,” you said as you laid the rag on his forehead.
Jiki - Bedside CreeperJiki watched intently by the bedside, as [Name]'s lips twitched in her sleep, her [e/c] orbs visibly moving erratically behind fluttering eyelids. A strained groan rumbled in her throat and her eyebrows knitted themselves together. Jiki reached out his hand and swept a few stray strands of [Name]'s [h/c] hair out of her face, tucking them behind her ear.The physical contact broke the female from her slumber, her eyes shooting open. “Jiki-kun?,” she mumbled sleepily, eyeing the dark-haired male suspiciously. “What the hell are you doing here?”“Oh, nothing,” he chuckled, waving his hand dismissively. “I was just walking by when I heard odd noises in here. Figured I'd check it out.” As he spoke, his bespectacled, golden irises roamed [Name]'s barely-clothed figure, her body hidden behind nothing more than a thin nightgown, and his smile grew wider. “It seems you were having a nightmare. Want some company for the night?”[Name]