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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.

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.