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Just a thought...

I kind of want to make a fic where Lewis Pullman is a obsessed serial killer that stalks the reader, and follows her to a scare night and possibly fucks her in a corner of a scare maze... And he's absolutely down bad for her...

Just me? Lmao

Got this idea from a tiktok edit where someone said that he would be amazing as a psychopath.

God my mind works in weird ways. Time to get exorcised!

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Bob Reynolds Headcannons

Hola, yes I'm alive after posting two works and then dipping.. Lmao.. Anyways, here's some more head cannons.. Remember to thank our lord and saviour Lewis Pullman for gifting us this blessing that is Bob Reynolds.

Enjoy!

This isn't proof-read.

Warnings: None unless you count Void and Sentry one each... Eiffel tower y'know what I mean *wink* *wink*

I can take them all, not in a fight.

Bob is a nervous chatterbox, once you get on a topic that he likes, he could go on for hours about it, regardless if you’re still talking or not. Once he realizes he’s interrupted you, he will apologise profusely before curling up and quietening down.

But - when he realizes you like to hear him talk, he’ll slowly but surely open up again. He loves the reassurance you give him.

If you’re wanting to try something new than the usual takeout spots, he’s all for it! Albeit, a bit hesitant as he does have his comfort takeout food. He’ll make sure to order what you have and then have his own comfort food as well.

He hates doctors appointments and check-ups. He gets increasingly anxious as the date and time approaches, sometimes accidentally ‘lashing’ out at you and the others by breaking items from clutching them too hard. The poor man accidentally broke your favourite mug, and had an absolute palaver trying to glue it back together. 

You always attend appointments and check-ups with him, acting as a somewhat second shadow. The first time he tried to go alone, alone being he had to travel down 5 floors, the power had completely cut out of the whole tower, even after reinforcing it, and The Sentry ended up making an appearance, leaving and hovering quietly outside the tower, staring intensely into your room, waiting to be let in. That was a bit of a scare when you briefly decided to look outside to see him there. 

 There was no way that Bob wasn’t into physical contact, although it took a long time for him to become comfortable and not accidentally show you your deepest shame. He usually started with small touches and brushing of bodies, not wanting to touch you when you relaxed on the couch. 

Eventually he grew to control The Void, becoming more confident and almost brazen with physical contact. Now, you almost have no personal space now. You’re overheating in bed from Bob’s overly high body heat? Too bad, that man is smothering you like your own personal heated blanket. You want to shower? That man is ‘conveniently’ either having one with you or is suddenly brushing his teeth.

Don’t get it wrong, if Sentry or Void isn’t getting the recognition they deserve, they will force your attention onto them, even if it means taking over Bob for a few hours a month.

However with them, you know that they would probably treat you differently to how Bob usually would.

Sentry would probably act ‘cocky’, bragging about how strong he is to get validation from you. He would purposefully show off his strength so that you would compliment him. Say ‘Oh you’re so strong Sentry’, and his brain will probably turn to mush at his words. 

Void would probably try to degrade and belittle you to begin with, but once he realises that you care about him, he will never let you go, no matter what. ‘I only need you Void.’... Of course you only need him, he is the only thing that will make you feel loved in this world and universe.

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"holy shit they finally confessed, what comes next--"

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from swtnrlew on twitter

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Pervert! Bob Reynolds Headcannons

MDNI - 18+

CONTAINS: Perv!Bob, Lewd Acts, Obsession, theft (specific), Smut, etc.

Note: NGL I probably need therapy after this. Lol. Do I regret it? No. Will I do more? Most likely. Enjoy!

Perv!Bob who doesn’t know much about you, but is absolutely awestruck when you introduce yourself for the first time. God, even your voice sounds like honey. 

Even Sentry and Void are entranced, wanting to hear more of the beautiful sounds that leave your mouth.

Perv!Bob who watches you intently when doing day-to-day things. He watched the way you lick yoghurt off a spoon, the way you whisk the eggs when you cook breakfast. Oh, the filthy thoughts that spring forth, hoping that you were actually licking his co- No, No, bad thoughts bob. 

Perv!Bob who makes excuses to be around you. You’re heading out to the bookstore? Oh, he’s looking for a new book anyways! You’re going to grab takeout from the burger restaurant for dinner? There’s no way he is going to miss out on having a burger too.

Perv!Bob who shadows you practically everywhere, his heat radiating off him as he trails closely behind you, getting whiffs of your intoxicating perfume and shampoo you use. 

Perv!Bob knows exactly what type of shampoo, conditioner and body products you use, conveniently knowing when you’re about to run out, and always grabbing you the same one you always use, citing that ‘it’s his personal favourite’.

Perv!Bob who sneaks into your room when you’re on missions, digging meticulously through your drawers as he figures out what your favourite colour is, if you prefer loose clothing or tight fitting, the latter being Bob’s favourite. 

Perv!Bob who on more than one occasion has swiped a few pairs of your underwear, taking different types, thongs, bikinis, briefs, you name it. He personally loves your thongs though, but he’d much prefer you wearing his own boxers. He tried to put his own pants in your drawers before, but has yet to see you wear them. Sigh.

Perv!Bob who jerks off with your panties wrapped around his cock, moaning your name into his pillow as he tries to muffle the sounds, thank god Valentina added the soundproofing to the walls. 

Perv!Bob who watches your figure like a hawk, watching the sway of your hips when you walk, and the way your ‘work’ suit accentuates the curves on your body. The lewd thoughts of him pressing his hard on against your backside and grabbing your plush hips to grind himself into you. God lordddd. 

Perv!Bob who doesn’t realize that you might also be a bit of a pervert, when you notice everything, from the missing panties to his stares. You’re not dumb, you notice these things instantly. You like to let him believe that he’s being sneaky. Oh, how wrong he is.

There is no doubt that Perv!Bob is influenced by the Sentry and the Void as well. After all, they all want you. In more ways than one..

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Bob Reynolds is a pervert

MDNI --- 18+

Contains: Perv!Bob, breaking and entering, theft (i guess), sexual thoughts, pervert, panty stealing, Bob is just a freak (take that what you will), I can't think of anymore lol.

Bob Reynolds would be a pervert and would invade someone's privacy if given the chance, to know more about them. Change my mind.

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It wasn’t intentional.

It was a mistake, he would think.

I mean, come on, your door was open and that was an unspoken invitation. Besides, you were out of course, on a mission away with Yelena, and you weren’t there to scold him if he was caught snooping. The others had either gone to their rooms to recover or were out on a mission, so then the tower was relatively empty. Bob opened the door wider, noticing the slither of golden sunlight peeking through the blackout curtains you had installed the moment you moved in and joined the team. Everything was clean, following a sort of ‘aesthetic’ some would say. Light oak wardrobe and chest of drawers filled the empty space, along with the metal-framed, double bed placed along the back wall, adorned with a few cushions and a throw to match.

As he stepped into the unoccupied room, his eyes drifted to the large bookshelf sat in one corner, his eyes flitting over the covers. Romance, Mystery, Dystopia, Classical novels. He selected a particularly worn book, the edges frayed and spine that was cracked so much, he could barely make out the title of the book. Clearly it was read repeatedly over and over again, possibly being one of your favourites.

Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen.

The first thing that Bob noticed was how the pages were tagged with different colour sticky tabs, littering the pages throughout the book. He placed it back, a warm blush creeping up his neck. He felt like he saw another side to the person he shared a whole building with. Someone he couldn’t quite seem to connect with, a facade painting your features, not one of genuine emotion.

As he journeyed deeper into your room he noticed like trinkets and objects neatly lined on the shelf bolted above the chest of drawers, ranging from mini snow globes to miniature toy cars. A collector, of sorts.

With shaky fingers, he opened the top drawer, sucking in a sharp breath as he stared down at the frivolous fabric sitting neatly inside. He couldn’t turn away, his eyes stuck on the dark blue lace with gold weaved into the fabric, standing out further than the rest. His hands became clammy, his eyes blowing wide at the thought of you wearing them. Filthy thoughts entered his mind, of you mainly. How would you moan? Loud and vocal? Or muffled and quietened? As if you didn’t want to get caught. After a brief period of just staring, he shook his head, not before quickly pulling the thong out and pocketing them in his grey sweatpants, ones that were becoming tight as his throat became tight.

You wouldn’t know, surely.

He felt like a pervert, not that he would admit he was one, but couldn’t ignore the rush of excitement that filled his head like a young adult hitting puberty for the first time.

Shutting the drawer that led to dirty thoughts that seemingly came to the forefront of his mind, he turned, facing the bed that was unmade from when you had left earlier. Falling to his knees, he leaned over, burying his face into your pillow and taking a long, deep breath. He could smell the faint scent of your shampoo, hint of vanilla and strawberries entering his senses. He groaned softly into the pillow, sitting back onto his heels as he leant away from it, the faint imprint of his face disappearing as the pillow slowly, but surely, returned to its original shape.

Without another word or sound, he stood up, and swiftly left her room, leaving the door slightly ajar, just how you left it.

His pocket felt heavy with each quiet step he took, retreating to the safety of his own room where he could indulge with whatever erotic fantasies he would reply in his mind over and over. This time, he was indulged by the underwear that he had taken, his need for you growing more with each passing day.

One step forward, though despite the perverted way of doing it, he knew your favourite book. And if that was one step closer to being in your bed, with your legs over his shoulders, indulging in his wildest fantasies, then it was a big step.

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The Dragon and the Serpent

Turning 11 for a witch or wizard was what any child wanted, especially Alysanne. However, her time at Hogwarts is proven difficult by a egotistical mysterious boy... a good looking boy.

On the sofa, was Mattheo, Theodore, Lorenzo and Draco, conversing with each other, acting like nothing was going on.

’Do you think you're funny?’ I spat, storming up to them. Mattheo looked up at me, smirking widely.

’Oh absolutely. Nice pyjamas, by the way.’ He replied smugly. I blushed heavily in embarrassment, crossing my arms. I stormed back to my room, slamming the door behind me. I grabbed a fresh set of clothes and underwear, changing into them briskly.

My first proper fanfiction including Mattheo Riddle and my own created character.

LINK: https://archiveofourown.org/works/61417375/chapters/156995230