#nathan bateman drabble

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unconsciously smiling whenever they smile + nathan?? i feel like it’s 100% something he would do.

this is my first time writing for nathan so I hope he’s alright!

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You only hear the distinct sound of a weight dropping down onto the couch before your eyes look up from the computer screen.

“I thought you were supposed to isolate yourself to work all day long” you speak as you get up from your seat and join Nathan to the gigantic couch he’s slouching on. He sighs, and you tilt your head to the side in interest as you prop your elbow onto the back of the couch.

“I was.” he groans, taking off his glasses before rubbing a hand over his eyes and pinching the bridge of his nose. “Things weren’t going my way.” he admits, in a way that looks like it hurts him to say it.

“Pretty unusual for you huh?” you tease, poking him in the ribs.

“Shut up”

“You can’t be good all the time” you declare getting up from your seat as quickly as you had joined it, rapidly completely disappearing from Nathan’s peripheral vision.

He closes his eyes and sighs as he puts his glasses back on. “Well that’s pretty fucked up,” he jokes, loud enough for you to hear it now that he doesn’t hear your footsteps anymore and deduces you’re far away from him.

“I know it pains you but,” you reply after a while, coming back into the room. “You’re only human.” you continue as you get back to him, smiling playfully as you hand him an open beer.

He looks up at you, a gentle smile making his eyes crinkle behind his glasses drawn onto his face as he takes the beer from your hands.

“What are you smiling at?”

He shakes his head. “Nothing. C’mere.” he offers, extending his arm out for you to curl yourself up against him.

Nathan takes a sip of his beer, still wearing that small, thoughtful smile as his arm wraps you tight.

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"if you called just to get off on my voice, i’m hanging up" w/ nathan 🤭

ooooooh i haven’t written for nathan in a while! thank you for sending this in ☺️

warnings: gn!reader, no physical descriptions, actually clean wtf, established relationship/mentions of sexual relationship between reader and nathan, kind of a boss/employee relationship but that’s not the main theme if that makes sense

It’s been three weeks to the day since you packed your things and told Nathan you were going back to New York. It’s been three weeks, twenty-one days, of wondering exactly where the fuck you went wrong.

You hate that sly bastard. You want to tell him to go to hell and never speak to him again.

You also want nothing more than to jump the first plane back so you can fall into his arms again.

He’s a bastard and you’re totally in love with him.

Really, you’re just trying to teach him a lesson—but it’s not going how you planned. You expected him to chase after you, to beg you to stay, and instead all he said was, “fine. Come back when you’re over it.”

Such an asshole. He probably thinks you couldn’t possibly live without him, that you’re some helpless airhead who needs him to survive. Well, fuck him. That’s exactly what you left to disprove—you don’t need him, he needs you. He’s helpless without you, genius or not, and until he realizes this and begs for your return you’re not going to budge.

Maybe it’s not going as planned, but you know Nathan. You know he’s a stubborn idiot and he doesn’t admit defeat, but you also know he loves you. He’s told you as much, and made a point of assuring you that you’re the only person he’s ever had that’s worth saying those three words to. Like it’s an award, that you got under his skin. Like you should be proud of it.

The worst part is, you are proud. Because you know for a fact he wouldn’t waste his breath on saying it if it didn’t really mean something—everything—to him.

You’ve gotten under his skin as much as he’s under yours and it’s the accomplishment of the century.

It’s an awkward standstill that you’re at, because life is so boring without your boyfriend around to ask you a million questions and info dump to you and fuck the life out of you, but he also needs time to realize you’re not one of his sex robots. That you’re a living, breathing human with a brain, not some empty-headed plastic shell. You’re smart and you want to do things and he needs to make peace with that.

Week number four is when it finally clicks for him. He gets it. You like being his romantic partner, but you also want to be his partner in a professional sense.

He realizes he needs to utilize your skills and put your expertise to work the way he hired you to do, before he fell in love with you and turned you into a glorified house-partner.

He knows it’ll hurt his pride to call you and admit that he was an asshole. But he also knows that you’re the only one that can navigate where everything is in the kitchen, and he’s been drinking nothing but green juice for weeks. It’s time to call you, to bring you home. To make you his partner in every possible sense.

He’s a little bit surprised when you actually answer. He figured he’d have to try harder.

“God, I missed your sexy voice.”

It’s a very Nathan way to start the conversation, and it makes you laugh as you reply, “If you called just to get off on my voice, I’m hanging up.”

“That’s not why I called and you know it.” He almost sounds like a petulant child, and you can’t stop yourself from having a little fun with him.

“Do I?”

“Yes.”

“And why is it you called?”

He hesitates for a long moment, then: “I’m sorry.”

Two words you’ve never heard from him before, and they make your heart flutter. “For what?”

“For being a narcissist.” He sighs. “I want you to come home. I need your help. In the lab.”

You can’t help the involuntary smile that spreads across your face, because Nathan always gives you exactly what you want in the end.

“Let me get my bags. I’ll be there on the next flight.”

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What an incredibly beautiful and insightful comment, Pompon. Thank you! 🤍

This is honestly what I feel like a relationship with Nathan would come to unfortunately. It'd be great in the beginning, but at some point you'd realize you're putting in all of yourself while he's not. You're not a priority for him like he is for you.

That guy is so full of himself and lives in his own world, chasing success and perfection.

And you'd never be completely sure if he doesn't want to be better for you or if he simply can't...but you'd be heartbroken either way.

But that's just how life goes sometimes, isn't it?

I just stumbled across this photo and wrote down what came to mind within five minutes. It's about an older Nathan, and it's emotional. ♡

Your ex, Nathan Bateman, is attending a gala dinner where you're the guest speaker.

You haven't seen each other since you left him ten years ago, after you couldn't take it anymore and finally had to admit to the both of you that love just isn't enough. You've since married a wonderful man and have a happy family. Your life is good. Nathan hasn't dated anyone else after you walked out of his life forever. He kept up with your socials in the beginning, but has stopped that a couple of years ago.

Now that he sees you here – the smartest, kindest, most beautiful human he's ever had the luck of knowing in this miserable life – he feels strange. Your presence can still captivate a whole room of people. Your voice is still as melodic as he remembers. You even look the same, apart from a few more wrinkles and gray hairs that suit you very well.

But there's one striking difference. You have a spark in your eyes. A beautiful, bright spark he remembers from when you came into his life and just...stayed. You lost that spark over the course of your relationship. He remembers how lifeless and dull your eyes were when you stood in the living room with no more tears to cry. He didn't beg you to stay, didn't promise you he would change, didn't stop you when you walked out into the night. He let you go.

His heart hurts as he looks at you with unshed tears in his eyes, but he doesn't feel sad. No. He feels happy for you.

You deserve the life you have. You deserve to pursue your career. You deserve to follow your dreams, to have relationships that fulfill you, to see the world. You deserve a partner who supports you. Who's not afraid to share his life with you. Who isn't afraid to love you. You deserve it all.

And even though he'll always love you in his own way, Nathan knows he could never be that man for you.

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Not A Christmas Person

Nathan Batman x OFC

Mild hurt/comfort

Word count - 450ish

Thalia stared out the window as snow covered the grounds. As sure a sign as any that Christmas was coming. She sighed, clutching her mug of tea close to her chest and tugging her blanket further around her.

Christmas was not a time of year she enjoyed.

Nathan watched her with a raised eyebrow through his monitor. He couldn’t remember ever seeing her so down, even if she tried to appear happy around him. He hated that. Hated that she didn’t feel safe to be vulnerable with him. He sighed as she sipped from her mug and he pushed himself to his feet, padding through his house to find her.

“What’s wrong?” Thalia jumped, turning to see Nathan standing right behind her, caging her against the window.

“What do you mean?”

“Don’t fucking insult me.” He ran his hand across his face, pushing his glasses back up his nose. “I know that something is wrong with you. I love you, you think I don’t notice when your mood shifts to shit?” Thalia sighed and looked down. “So what the fuck is wrong?” One of his hands came to grip her jaw, forcing her to look up at him.

“I just don’t like Christmas, Nate. That’s all it is.”

“Nate?” he pulled a face as though he’d eaten something bitter. “Why don’t you like Christmas?”

“I just… I never got to spend it with my family or my friends, or a partner. It’s just a sad time.”

“You’re sad cos of fucking capitalistic dream?” Pain flashed through her eyes and he regretted his words immediately, moving his hand from her jaw to her cheek. He tenderly brushed his thumb over her cheekbone. “You’re not alone this year. I promise, baby, it’ll be the best stupid Christmas of your life.” He dipped his head to capture her lips with his and she melted against him. The kiss said everything that Nathan couldn’t put into words.

“I know it’s different now, Nathan. But right now it still sucks.” Thalia mumbled, pulling away. He pressed kisses to her jaw, nodding.

“You should’ve told me, dove.” Thalia sighed. “I’m not mad. I just want to make sure you’re happy.” He reminded her. “And I’ll do anything to make sure you are. Want me to cancel Christmas?” Thalia chuckled, shaking her head, and his heart almost burst from relief at the sight of her smiling. “You sure? Three phone calls and it’s done.”

“It’s okay. Thanks Nathan…” she paused, pressing a kiss to his cheek. “You really don’t like Nate?” He grimaced, scrunching his nose up. Thalia laughed, putting her hands up in surrender.

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Madam Persephone 

Summary: Drabble, Before the events of Ex-Machina, Nathan Bateman sets up an appointment with his favorite dominatrix. 

Rated: R

For mature audiences obviously. (BDSM, Dominatrix, etc.)

Relationship: Nathan Bateman x female OC

"You have called the Garden of Eden where you live out your desires. This is mistress Lilith, how may I be of pleasure." Lips outlined in ink pulled into a smile. "My apologies Mr. Bateman, Madam Persephone is delivering blessings at the moment." She informs with a point of sympathy. "I'll see what I can do sir, please hold."

Nine inch pumps click-clack against the tile of the establishment. Her leather white catsuit glowed in the light entering a room where the strikes and moans were coming from. A woman clad in nothing but a silk purple robe that was useless at staying on her shoulders leaving most of her collarbone and upper arms bare.

"Yes, Mistress Lilith." She exhales giving her colleague her full attention.

"Someone's asking to speak with you."

"Tell them they will have to wait like everyone else. And if they're good maybe a spot opens up." She recites fingers dancing over a table of assortments. "Since you've been such a good boy, Georgie. We're graduating to the big flogger!” she squeals. “What do you think about that?” she giggles.

"I'm elated, Mistress." the naked man trembles on his hands and knees.

Mistress Lilith swallows her pride walking over to the Madam "It's from a Mr. Nathan Batmen." she whispered in her ear having a gut instinct that the information was valuable to include. The Madam freezes, lowering her arm flogger still in hand.

"George, you be a good boy for Mistress Lilith." She hands the woman the flogger, not leaving until Lilith gave the man a good four strikes.

Her silk robe fluttered behind her as she ventured to her office. Taking a seat on her desk lifting the phone to her ear.

"This is the garden of Eden, Madam Persephone speaking. How may I be of pleasure?"

"You won't believe how hard I am just from you saying those words."

She chuckles. "I'm flattered, but hurt seeing as your overdue for a visit. I'd hate to see my progress was all for not." She pouts.

"What would you say to a house visit?"

"I'm flexible."

"Literally or metaphorically. I know both to be true.

"Whichever you prefer?”

"I'll send a driver tomorrow at seven--"

"Nathan, have you forgotten your lessons?" She scolds.

"I'm sorry Mistress."

"Mistress what?"

"Mistress Persephone."

"You can send your driver at noon, and I'll bring my toys."

"Yes, Mistress."

"Such a good boy." She praises.

Crack of the whip sounds as stifled grunts and exclaims of pain bounced off the walls of Nathan's secluded home. Wrist tied above his head held just high enough to rest on his toes. Two red lines appeared on his back beginning to weep blood. A thin sheet of sweat coated him. Body trying to stand upright with his toes shaking from overuse. His head lulled forward.

"Six, Mistress." he breathes "Thank you, Mistress."

She whips his chest, a high pitched screech leaving his lips as a streak of red crossed his left nipple.

“Seven, Mistress.” His head back between his arms letting out a moan. “Thank you.”

Looping the crop around his neck pulling him flush against her black latex catsuit..

“What a wonderful sound.” she coos lips ghosting over his slacked jaw. “Let’s see you do it again.” yanking the crop that whipped his shoulders blades and back when she removed it.

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BESTIE ITS UR LOCAL FAVE NATHAN BATEMAN SIMP hear me out... requesting a breeding kink with nathan one-shot or drabble, whatever u want bestie ur in control

Tbh i just want his babies idk 🤷‍♀️ like that's my man and idc if people don't like him cuz he's bald, that's my bald man 💅

I am screaming over this! And I am so sorry this took so long! Bald Husband! <3

Breeding Bull

Nathan Bateman x afab!Reader • Rating: 18+ pals • Masterlist• ao3• want to be tagged? | request info • buy me a coffee? •

Summary: Nathan's only good for one thing.

Warnings: Bondage, breeding kink, some sub/dom dynamics, Nathan getting a little blissed out, p in v sex, cream pie, vibrator, bit of a degradation kink, swearing, not beta read, please let me know if I've missed a warning.

Word Count: 638

Nathan groans, pulling at the bindings on his wrists fruitlessly. Pleasure burns along his skin, leaving him lightheaded and airy as if he could just float away at any second.

“You’re not going anywhere.” You tut and pinch his nipples lightly as you ride him. 

“Fuuuck,” he moans, gasping for air. His skin is sweaty, flushed with how long you’ve been bouncing on his cock. “Please,” he begs without thinking, his mind is hazy.

“Please, what?” You tease. It was too delicious having him here so blissed out and at your mercy. You change the angle, moving your legs so you can thrust harder, feel him deeper. You hold the vibrator against your clit with one hand as you take him, letting the sensation mix and harmonise and pull you closer to that sweet release.

He licks his lips, his mouth dry, little gasps and drawn out whines escaping his throat. “Please,” his eyes roll back, his cock throbbing so hard it’s almost painful. He gasps as you squeeze him tighter, your slick gushing out over him as you move. Everytime your ass smacks into his balls he’s sure he’s died and gone to heaven. 

He swears again under his breath, his eyes rolling back. “God, let me fucking come in you so deep,” he whimpers, his neck taunt under the strain. He can’t think straight, can’t stop his mouth from spilling all his inner thoughts out into the air. “Fucking milk me until I breed you.” He moans so loudly, too swept up to notice the smallest pause of your hips. Surprise crosses your face, neither of you had spoken about this beforehand, but you’re more than happy to indulge. 

You take hold of his jaw with your free hand, making him face you. “Look at me, Nathan.” 

He opens his eyes instantly, staring up at you and whimpering. 

“That’s all you're good for, isn’t it?” 

He blinks, confused, but still squirming as the pleasure builds and builds in the base of his spine. 

“Just a fucking breeding bull, aren’t you? Only good for fucking.”

He groans harshly, his muscles tensing and nods rapidly. “That’s all I’m good for.” 

“You’re gonna come so deep and I’m not gonna stop fucking you.”

He whimpers, pulling at his bonds again desperately. 

“I’m gonna keep going until you get hard and come again and again.” Your voice rises in pitch as you get closer, pleasure boiling under your skin. You press the vibrator harder against your clit as you increase your thrusts, pounding him into the mattress. 

“Please, fuck, that’s all,” he gasps, “that’s all I’m good for, keep me tied to the bed for you to fuck and fill you and, shit!” He convulses as you cry out and tense.

Your walls pulse as you come, sucking him deeper as pleasure runs like a current along your nerves. You cry out his name, rolling your hips weakly as you ride it out. 

Nathan gasps, his balls drawing up as his cock pulses. He spurts deep inside of you, the sensation going on and on as he writhes under you. 

You breathe deeply as you recover, throwing the vibrator to the side as you until his wrists and litter his face with kisses. 

He groans softly, nuzzling against you and hugging you tightly the second he’s free. “I thought you were going to keep riding me until I got hard again?” He pouts, trying not to smile. 

“Oh,” you drag out the word, “you want me to keep going?” You roll your hips, and he hisses softly as overstimulation scrapes over his skin, a twinge of arousal echoing the sensation. 

“Maybe…?” 

You snort, and still your movements. You kiss his nose. “I think you need a second. And some water.” 

He nods, preening a little as you fuss over him. 

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(143)

Pairing: Nathan Bateman x gn!reader

--Warnings: Nothing more than Nathan being a pain in the ass and some sexual innuendos, fluff by Nathan standards--

Also this drabble is so very nerdish from my part, it started as a blurb in my head when I started learning coding lol

A/N: English is not my first language so I'm sorry if there’s any mistakes.

Word count: 600~

Dividers source: animatedglittergraphics-n-more

Blue is reader

Green is Nathan

#include <iostream>

int main() {

    std::cout << "// You work so fucking hard. Lunch?"

    std::cout << "// Nathan, seriously? You hacked into my work just to ask me out?"

    std::cout << "// Not hacking if it's my own software"

    std::cout << "// Whatever, I’m busy" << std::endl;

changeText.addEventListener("click", function() {

  changeText.textContent = "Text has been changed!";

});

    std::cout << "// Come on!"

changeText.addEventListener("click", function() {

 override

changeText.addEventListener("click", function() {

  changeText.textContent = "Text has been changed!";

});

    std::cout << "// Nathan, STOP disrupting my work, please?"

    std::cout << "// I will stop if you have lunch with me"

    std::cout << "// Not gonna even entertain you, I have a lot of things to work on and I have to finish them quickly"

    std::cout << "// You need to stop being so stubborn btw... you’re too tense... you’re gonna have an aneurysm or something if you don’t take a break...and have lunch with me?"

    std::cout << "// NO, let-me-work!!" << std::endl;

    std::cout << "C:\\Users\\Bluebook\\Documents> del \"code_file.txt\"" << std::endl;

    std::cout << "Are you sure (Y/N)?" << std::endl;

    std::cout << "Y:" << std::endl;

    std::cout << "C:\\Users\\Bluebook\\Documents> del \"code_file.txt\" Successfully deleted"

    std::cout << "// DID YOU SERIOUSLY DELETED ALL MY WORK OUT OF SPITE?"

    std::cout << "// Not spite, you needed a break. Now you have one."

    std::cout << "// Unbelievable"

    std::cout << "// Now, lunch?"

    std::cout << "// No, fuck you"

    std::cout << "// Tempting..."

    std::cout << "// ..."

    std::cout << "// 0——->"

.

.

.

   std::cout << "// That was a dick btw"

    std::cout << "// I’m actually quitting now for real…"

    std::cout << "// Like hell you are…"

    std::cout << "// Come on, don't be so sensitive, Jesus Christ" ;

    std::cout << "// You just deleted all my week’s worth job .l. "

    std::cout << "// Stop moping about it, I have a backup"

    std::cout << "// Then restore it" << std::endl;

    std::cout << "// Not until you have lunch with me."

    std::cout << "// I'm calling the chopper and packing my things…"

    std::cout << "// WAIT, fine! I’ll reinstate the code… you big baby."

    std::cout << "// I was just joking, ffs" << std::endl;

 

   std::cout << "C:\\Windows\\System32\\Bluebook\\Documents> rstrui.exe" << std::endl;

    std::cout << "Files successfully restored"

    std::cout << "// Happy now?"

    std::cout << "// Asshole."

    std::cout << "// Is that an invite or a statement?"

    std::cout << "// Take a wild guess."

    std::cout << "// Worth the try…"

    std::cout << "// Now, are we done with your temper tantrum? Can we eat now?"

    std::cout << "// I can’t stand you..."

    std::cout << "// So is that code for Italian or sushi?"

    std::cout << "// Sushi..."

    std::cout << "// I'll tell the droids to start preparing it then"

    std::cout << "// Okay, I’ll be down in 5 minutes just don't fuck with my work again?"

    std::cout << "// I promise, but only if you let me fuck with something else later ;)"

    std::cout << "// Fine…"

    std::cout << "// Can you indulge me in something else?"

    std::cout << "// You’re really testing me here"

    std::cout << "// For science?"

    std::cout << "// Be the sushi table?"

    std::cout << "// I’ll go get undressed…"

    std::cout << "// Fuck yeah! (143) <3 ."

    std::cout << "// I love you too" << std::endl;

    std::cout << "C:\\Windows\\System32\\Bluebook\\Documents> Save" << std::endl;

    return 0;

}

143 in coding means “I love you” btw <3

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i think nathan bateman would be a great leader for the raiders, but pope would absolutely have something to say about that, i think poe would be a catfish type, he's the kindest of this group and a little more helpful than catfish, but still intimidated by the other guys too much to actually save you.

OUTCOME 3, bro, there is not enough fanfiction for this character and its sad because he's possibly my favourite oi character. he's literally *made* for survival, i have a feeling him and whiskey could either get along like a house on fire or be mortal enemies.

blue, shiv, and cecil seem to be sweethearts on the surface, but they've had to kill for their food before, they're possibly the worst of this group since at least nathan, santi, leto, and jonathan don't try and hide the fact they're an asshole, these three will lure you into a false sense of trust, getting you to 'formulate' an escape plan with them only to laugh in your face and dob on you to the others.

i think this group would be a lot more functional than the pedro group since a lot of them are leader types, they know how to survive out in the wilderness and how to work as a team, but theres still a dangerous amount of masculinity here which means not much good can come out of them finding you and the pedro group.

in my mind they either find reader after she's somehow managed to escape (though not super realistic as i think the other guys would always have a pair of eyes on her), ran a mile away, only to bump into her 'saviours' who end up letting her tag along back to the house where they exchange her for food, water, goods, their own goes at her.

or, alternatively, this group stumbles across the house while she's been locked inside for the day whilst everybody works. they break in, ransack the place to find her huddled up in a closet. a long six hours go by until the pedro raiders finally make their own journeys back home to find strange men sitting in their living room. i can picture catfish being the first to return home, and subsequently being beaten up before reader cries out for him.

not sure if you do anon tags on here, but in case you do, i'll be 🥩anon from here on out!

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omg you are a genius

I definitely need to do more research (watch more movies lmao) but I see this being a drabble or alternative universe inside the fic!!!

Pope and Catfish reunion (? omg like they did the heist before the out break and he’s like what the fuck you doing in my house? or when he recognizes him among the men!!!

I imagine Pope would be like the fuck is this and Catfish would be like “honestly I don’t really know”

Nathan Bateman as a leader would honestly be more terrifying than Joel. Ten times more ruthless and ten times less structured since the outbreak.

O-3 looked so hot when I googled him, but I think Whiskey would be too intimidated by so much unknown and toxic masculine energy around his little plaything and immediately become overly defensive.

LETO??? FROM DUNE? say bye to your ass. Or any hole, actually.

I’d love to play with MoonKnights multiple personalities for this, like imagine the same man being so warm and cooing one day, and then snapping out of it.

I’ll totally see it more like them breaking in, and seeing her tied up to the bed, as if waiting for them. You are sucking Nathan’s cock as the Pedro group entered the house, Catfish of course impatient to see reader and taking as many of them as possible.

The others begin to drop in, and despite being one man down, no one can stop them once Marcus and Joel see what they have done to what’s theirs.

or if it’s the other way, and she is escaping, fuck they’ll even offer reader to them, make the notion get into her pretty little head that there is no escape. And if taking 7 cocks is a lot, imagine 14.

Joel would keep their number in case you’d ever misbehaved again. God you’d be putty once they are done.

Gonna do research about it so I can give you something better than this!

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Bloody Hands - Moon System 🥀🌺

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Different Versions Oscar Isaac Characters: Moon System, Marcus, Shiv, Basil Stitt, Jonathan Levy, Llewyn Davis, William Tell, Cecil Dennis, Robbie Paulson, Outcome 3 (David), Santiago Gracia, Kane, Nathan Bateman, Leto Atreides, Poe Dameron, Peter Malkin, Bassam, Prince John, Orestes, Laurent Leclaire, Oscar Isaac

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Kiss The Cook - Peter Parker, Steven Grant, Jake Lockley, Thor, Bucky Barnes 🌹

Movie Marathon - Jake Lockley, Peter Parker, Pietro Maximoff, Bucky Barnes 🌹

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Apologizing After A Fight - Moon System

Dating An Artist - Moon System

they accidentally hurt you when having a nightmare - Moon System

Them when Your On Your Period - Stephen Strange, Loki Laufeyson, Bucky Barnes, Steve Rogers, Peter Parker

[freelancearsonist]

if your reqs are open, could i ask how you think nathan would be with a hoh reader?🥺 thank you🫶

OH. 🥺 i actually had quite a bit of fun with this, thank you so much for sending this in lovely <3

his stages of grief are out of order. and out of line, really, considering he doesn't have any reason or right to be grieving your hearing. you've made peace with it, after all, but it takes him a while to do so.

it starts with anger, although nathan is more outraged at himself than at you. whether you were born hard of hearing or you have a degenerative disorder, it makes him grumpy at first. all he wants to do is be his usual grumbly mumbly self but he can't. he has to speak clearly, loudly, with efficiency, and when he uses his whole chest most of the things he says sound stupid. how can he complain out loud about the paper cut on his finger and how much it hurts to tweet when it sounds so dumb and trivial? he's not mad at you, never at you, but at how silly he feels all of a sudden because his first world problems sound so cringey when spoken so loudly.

then comes the denial. it's over quickly once he becomes aware of how gross and ableist it is, but it rears its ugly head for a few days nonetheless. are you really as deaf as you claim to be? if he lowers his voice a little bit, can he catch you off guard? surely you have to slip up eventually.

this thought process comes with a dollop of depression. are you pretending just because you don't want to listen to him? because you don't like talking to him? he spirals dangerously for a day or so until he realizes he can run tests and shit.

here comes the bargaining. he has your results laid out in front of him on his desk with you next to him, smirking at him because it's really kind of adorable how much he cares.

he's smart. smart is an understatement, really. he's a god, and a god should be able to bring your hearing back, right? he's sure that if he can get you hearing properly again--fix you--you'll have to love him forever. right?

and then comes the acceptance--the realization that there's nothing to fix. that you're perfect the way you are, and he doesn't mind accommodating your hearing. it's helped him, after all; not only to gain a new perspective, but to check his own privilege in more ways than one. no more grumbling about how his truffle coffee gets too hot when it's fresh or anything of the like. no more denying how much he likes having you around.

and the thing about being so smart is that it makes him thoughtful. he doesn't have to ask how he can help, how he can make your life easier, he just does it.

he sets every tv in the compound to have subtitles, just in case you want to watch a movie. he installs flashing light smoke detectors because he's been known to burn eggs on occasion. he puts hearing aid docks in every room in case you need a charge. he makes your life easier than it even needs to be, really, because that's just who he is. nathan "acts of service" bateman loves you the way you are, and it shows.

[alwaysmicado]

I'm fine

0.9k | Nathan Bateman x reader | drabble

no warnings, just Nathan being Nathan inspired by this post by @h4untedsp3ctor 🖤

You’re still fuming from the argument.

Actually, no. Scratch that. You were fuming, but now it’s slowly morphing into an irritated simmer. It’s been about an hour since you stormed off to cool down, and you’re not ready to make peace yet.

At least, you think you’re not.

You hear footsteps approaching. Nathan’s footsteps. Of course, you think. This is his favorite part of every fight—the dramatic entrance, the flourish. And there it is, right on schedule.

Nathan rounds the corner, wearing that shirt again.

White, crisp, with a bright red bloodstain smeared dramatically over the chest. Above it, in bold black letters: I’m fine.

Because of course, Nathan’s idea of an apology isn’t actually apologizing. No, it’s to be as Nathan as possible. Like wearing a shirt that reminds you of the fact that, oh yeah, he survived a murderous AI.

You can’t help it—the second you see it, your lips twitch against your will. You fight to keep your face stern, but Nathan’s doing that thing where he stands like a model in a cheap cologne ad, arms crossed, hip cocked, giving you his most exaggerated pout.

You stare at him, eyebrow arched. “Seriously?”

Nathan glances down at his chest, pretending he’s just noticed. “Oh, this? Yeah. Almost forgot I was wearing it.”

You fold your arms, but the corner of your mouth twitches. You’re determined not to let him win, but that shirt is so damn stupid.

“You have got to be kidding me,” you mutter, trying to ignore the rising amusement in your chest.

Nathan raises an eyebrow, pretending to be hurt. “Oh, so now you’re attacking the shirt? I thought you’d at least come for my feelings first.”

You roll your eyes. “Nathan, we had a serious argument about a serious issue. Can you not be ridiculous for five minutes?”

He looks down at his shirt, then back at you, deadpan. “This is how I express myself, okay? My feelings? On my chest? Very clearly marked. Literally bleeding heart here.”

You try to hold onto your anger, you really do. But he’s standing there, looking so absurd with that fake bloodstain that you can feel your defenses crumbling. “You wear that every time we fight. It’s getting old.”

“Wow.” He presses a hand to his chest, right over the bloodstain. “You really know how to twist the knife, don’t you? Here I am, freshly wounded, barely surviving, and you’re saying I don’t even bleed in an interesting way anymore?”

“Wounded?” You snort, crossing your arms. “Last I checked, you’re the one who survived a literal robot stabbing. Pretty sure your feelings are fine.”

“Oh, they’re not fine,” he counters, stepping closer. “Hence the shirt. You hurt me, deeply.” He taps the stain for emphasis. “Emotionally. Spiritually. Metaphorically.”

You narrow your eyes at him, trying desperately to stay serious, but his deadpan delivery is getting to you. No, you tell yourself. You’re mad. Stay mad. This man is insufferable.

“Nathan…”

“And maybe,” he continues dramatically, “just maybe… physically.”

You’re biting your lip now, trying not to laugh. You shouldn’t laugh. You are mad at him. You are really mad at him, but somehow, this man has managed to derail every serious argument you’ve ever had with sheer absurdity.

He sees the crack in your resolve and steps closer, tilting his head slightly like he’s studying you. “You know, Ava didn’t stab me this hard,” he says, voice dropping into mock seriousness.

“Stop,” you mutter, turning away to hide the smile threatening to break through.

“Really,” he insists, circling around you, still talking. “Her knife had a clean exit. This?” He motions toward the shirt. “This cut runs deep.”

You groan, covering your face with your hands. “Nathan, you’re impossible.”

He steps closer, nudging your shoulder lightly. “You know, Ava stabbed me right here.” He taps the bloodstain on the shirt like it’s a merit badge. “I mean, this exact spot. Almost poetic, don’t you think?”

You look up at him through your fingers. “Poetic?”

“Yeah.” He’s fully leaning into it now. “The shirt, the fight, the fact that we’re both alive and kicking…well, I’m alive. You didn’t get stabbed by your own robot creation, so I guess you’ve got that going for you.”

You’re trying so hard not to crack a smile, but it’s a losing battle. “You’re such an ass.”

“And yet,” he says, standing in front of you again, “here you are. Still with me. Still making me bleed, but somehow…” He leans in with a smirk. “…I’m fine.”

Your hands drop from your face, and you can’t hold it back anymore—you laugh. It starts as a small chuckle, but once you see the ridiculously triumphant grin on Nathan’s face, it grows into full-on laughter. “Oh my god, you’re an idiot.”

He takes a little bow. “I prefer ‘brave survivor’, but I’ll take what I can get.”

You shake your head, half-exasperated, half-amused. “We’re supposed to be mad at each other.”

Nathan grins wider. “Hey, you’re the one who hurt my delicate, fragile heart. This shirt’s just here to remind you.”

“You’re insufferable.”

“And you love it.” He winks, then pulls you into a light hug, his chin resting on your shoulder. “C’mon, admit it. You can’t stay mad at me when I’m bleeding all over the place.”

You laugh against his shoulder. “You’re lucky that shirt’s so stupid.”

“I love you, too.” He pulls back, looking entirely too pleased with himself.

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The Only One - A Poe Dameron Story 🚀 Up next: Episode 5 - date #2 and Poe has an urgent mission 💫 4/10ish Episodes completed

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Perfect Fit (Nathan Bateman Choose Your Own Adventure) 🔥 🤖 1/2 Parts completed - make sure to vote at the end of part 1

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[gingersforeverbox]

Hi, no one asked for this, but have some Nathan Bateman x Reader headcanons/ drabble ideas

A/n: Howdy, I know it's been a hot minute since I posted something of my own, but I've been a simp for this stupid-genius bastard for a while now, and here is just a dump of the thoughts that are bouncing around in my head about Bitchman himself :)

Fem!Reader x Nathan Bateman btw

Content warnings: Nathan for obvious canonical reasons, the good kush🍃, swearing (probably), suggestive material that is +18 (If I find a minor on my lawn I swear to all that's good that I will tell your parents/guardians that you're being inconsiderate of boundaries Ya lil gremlins), that's all I can think of for now, but let me know if I missed anything! <3

Pretty little homemaker Reader? Yeah. Pretty little homemaker Reader who got to happily retire once they married Nathan and be a domestic, feminine person without care? Even better!

Pregnant Reader where we learn about what it’s like to be expecting with him (spoiler: he is a pain in the ass up until you have to snap at him to be considerate to the person who will give him his child, then he surprisingly gets his head out of his ass to try and be better for you and y'all's child).

Reader and Nate have to go to a gala or some shit for the first time as an official couple then there’s a bunch of questions from the press and coworkers about y'all being together, and he is basically like "Honey, I own the planet, whatever you don't want public won't be public. it's that simple, now let me show you this ice sculpture that looks like a dick if you look at it right >:)"

Stoned Nathan and Reader. She does it for fun, he insists that he’s gonna be chill, but he is such a fuckin nerd that he babbles about how scientifically interesting weed is while Reader is just like “M’kay babe, keep talkin’, you’re cute like this iloveyou” and Nathan kinda just buffers for a minute before then is high as a kite when he realizes "oh fuck this woman makes me feel things and I'm too high to try and hide it iloveyoutoo"

Nathan getting genuinely confused when Reader treats Kyoko with basic dignity despite her being an AI, and Reader basically being horrified with how he treats her and actively goes out of her way to be nice to Kyoko. Does Nathan learn to be nicer to his AI? Does he still treat them like shit and it bites him in the ass? YOU DECIDE!

Bossy!Reader who is one of BlueBook's communications experts, and he can't wrap his head around the idea of Reader, the same lady who doesn't hesitate to call one of his ideas bad-shit crazy, being the same lady who easily schmooses his business partners for him until he sees her in action at a conference they both have to attend. Nathan then realizing that he likes his organic women to be a lil fiesty.

*forewarning that this one is a little self-indulgent:* Nathan and a Psychologist reader? I would pay Money to watch those two bicker about everything. like come on, Nathan's fuckin' nuts and Reader deals with emotionally/ mentally troubled people for a living. Just imagine BlueBook deciding to assign him a psychologist since he lives in the middle of nowhere all the time, and Reader taking one look at him and being like "Oh, he's not just a narcissistic rich man, he's a narcissistic rich man with a literal god complex.... interesting :)))" then proceeding to actually help him regardless. Bbgorl wouldn't know what hit him.

That's all for now folks, as you were 😊

....psst, hey, if anyone is interested in reading something with any of these ideas I would happily see what I can do to make a lil somethin'-somethin'. Also, if you wanna take a stab at writing any of these, all I ask is that you tag me so I can get some credit and so I can see y'all's awesome work <3

[ominoose]

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A list of seasonal fanfics I've read or found over the month of October that I really enjoyed for future reference and others to check out <3

Since this got so long and we're only halfway through kinktober, a Part Two will be posted after Halloween.

Part 2

Key: 🎃 - NSFW ┆ 🤎 - x reader

Making Memories: Halloween by TockTornInReverse Steven, Marc and Jake decide to make new Halloween memories with Layla. System is very autistic. Very comfy and cozy. Characters: Moon Knight System, Layla Elfouley WC: 5.3K Birds of a Feather, Now and Forever by RebeccaOTool The System has to steal back Khonshu's ubshati. A funny lil fluff. Characters: Moon Knight System WC: 1.1K

Smarties Are Fine (But M&Ms are Traditional) by RebeccaOTool System are thumbsized (idk) and play a Halloween prank on Layla. Cute lil art at the end. Characters: Moon Knight System, Layla Elfouley WC: 683

My Way by @ladywynne Had me genuinely crying in a college bathroom. System dies with Jake. Hurts to even think about. Seasonal because trauma is halloweeny technically. Characters: Moon Knight System WC: 2K

Life's No Fun Without A Good Scare by RebeccaOTool Moon Knight and Hocus Pocus crossover. As goofy as it sounds. Characters: Moon Knight System, Layla Elfouley WC: 17.6K

Bad Moon Rising by interstellarwraith You go to a Haunted Attraction with Steven, accidentally end up on a double date with Marc. Characters: Steven Grant, Marc Spector WC: 1.3K ┆ 🤎

Moron by @jayke0 Pathetic man Cecil walks in on Blue pounding you and gets whiny. Characters: Cecil Dennis, Blue Jones WC: 1.9K ┆ 🎃🤎

You've Got Me Now by @jayke0 Basil starts an onlyfans after finding your onlyfans then you both bang. Characters: Basil Stitt WC: 2.5K ┆ 🎃🤎

Formal Wear by @flightlessangelwings Duke Leto likes your formal outfit a little too much. Characters: Leto Atreides WC: 1.5K ┆ 🎃🤎

Glove Kink by @winniethewife Jakes puts his gloves up your hooha. Characters: Jake Lockley WC: 632 ┆ 🎃🤎

Peak-A-Boo by @hon3yboy Nathan ghostface au that made even the biggest Nathan disrespector (me) simp for him. Characters: Nathan Bateman WC: 5.7K ┆ 🎃🤎

Private Show by @jayke0 Blue Jones but for the chubby girlies. Characters: Blue Jones WC: 1.4K ┆ 🎃🤎

King John The Scandalous by @boredzillenial Being a maid in King Johns castle comes with a lot of hassle. Characters: King John WC: 1.2K ┆ 🎃🤎

Lost in Love (and in a maze) by @w-m-heart On an anniversary date with Jake, you both go to a corn maze and get lost. Characters: Jake Lockley WC: 1.2K ┆ 🎃🤎

Accidental Stimulation by @outcome3 Blue hides in a closet to snoop on the girls until you squeeze in with him. Characters: Blue Jones WC: 775 ┆ 🎃🤎

Jake Has Ghosts by @reallyrallyauthor Short smut drabble themed around ghosts that was so poetic and good in the short wordcount it had. Characters: Jake Lockley WC: 245 ┆ 🎃🤎

Tied Down by @melodygatesauthor In the asylum with Blue Jones and he... ties you down. And acts like a condescending asshole. Characters: Blue Jones WC: 300 ┆ 🎃🤎

[melodygatesauthor]

GUYS I CAN'T BELIEVE I HIT 2K OMG. Big big big thank you again for everyone who followed me, reblogged, and contributed to this milestone. I love you all so so so much.

I have WAY too many WIPS, including my own original fiction (you can check it on @lockandkeynovel), so I'm not going to be doing any drabbles or anything like that. I'll save that for another milestone babes. I do have some fun things we can do instead though below the cut.

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Blorbos Invited to Celebration

Note: Some characters have different versions. When sending an ask you can choose any character and type listed. - Please read the types of questions I'm accepting below the blorbo list.

Poe Dameron - Regular/First Order (Dark Poe)

Nathan Bateman - Regular/Yandere

Miguel O'Hara - Regular/Yandere/Not Spider-Man

Blue Jones - Asylum/Club

Jake Lockley - Regular/Yandere/Mafia/DBF

Steven Grant - Regular/Yandere/Professor/DBF

Marc Spector - Regular/Yandere/Venom Host/DBF

Santiago Garcia - Regular/DBF/BFD

Jonathan Levy - Regular/Professor

*You can also ship any of the characters above

Writing Related

WIPS (for me) is defined as any chapter or fic that I'm currently working on, for instance, if I have a chapter started for The Fractured Moon, that chapter is considered a WIP.

I'll write some VERY short headcanons or blurbs for any blorbos listed above.

Pick a character and I'll pick a random WIP to share a line from. (If you have a specific WIP you want just lmk)

Ask me anything about any of my fics: headcanons for fics, mini-blurbs, thots e.t.c.

Send me a word and if any of my WIPS have that word in it, I'll post the line from that WIP.

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Non-anonymous requests will be prioritized over anon.

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