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Tense

Blue Jones x Nathan Bateman x nonbinary afab!Reader • Rating: 18+ pals Masterlist• ao3• want to be tagged? | request info • Kinktober 2024 Masterlist • Day 11: Threesome

Summary: Nathan wants you to look after a new android. Maybe the android wants to look after you too.

A/N: Thank you so much @thexsanctuaryx for beating and saving me as always!

Warnings: kissing, pet names, fingering, oral (both receiving), anal sex, p in v sex, please let me know if I have missed a warning!

Word Count: 4593

“Nathan, well, this is… this is, erm…” You stare at the android in front of you. “Unexpected?” 

Nathan grins, clearly amused at your reaction. 

“What’s, erm, hmm,” you gesture with your hands. “Why does he look like you?” 

Nathan snorts, “does he?”

You give him a glare. The android obviously looks very much like him. 

“Also,” Nathan leans back against the wall and crosses his arms, all smug smiles and self-assuredness. “How do you know it’s a he? Kind of assuming gender here aren’t you?” 

Your glare darkens. “If that’s a dig at me, then-”

Nathan quickly holds up his hands. “No,” he smiles kindly. “No dig. Just teasing, he’s a he.” 

You nod. “What’s his name?”

“Doesn’t have one yet, that’s your job.” 

The android is currently powered off, eyes closed and standing perfectly still. He’s a little uncanny to say the least, being so motionless, not even breathing. Not that he needs to breathe but…

He doesn’t look exactly like Nathan either, he’s clean shaven for starters. Which is a small mercy, you don’t know how you’d deal with a robot that was his spitting image. And his hair is slightly longer, about a ¾ of an inch. He’s also two inches shorter than Nathan. 

“You made him smaller?”

“Sorry?” 

“His height.” You can’t keep the amusement out of your voice. 

Nathan shrugs. “Unintentional.” You know he’s lying, but you don’t push it. 

You hum an affirmative. 

“So… why does he look like you?”

“Why not?”

“That’s not an answer.”

“Isn’t it?” 

You roll your eyes, used to Nathan’s unique ways of communicating. 

“I like R2D2, Marvin, Robot in Lost in Space. You know, robots that look like robots? Not people.” 

Nathan laughs. “You’re just getting uncanny vibes because he’s turned off and looks dead but still standing. The second he’s online you’ll feel different.”

You give him a not so convinced look. 

“I promise– he blinks, he mimics breathing, even has a heartbeat.”

“What?” 

Nathan nods, “you can take his temperature and everything.” 

“Okay… so he’s obviously very impressive, you’re a genius, blah, blah, blah.”

Nathan snorts. “But?”

“But what do you want me to do, besides name him, I mean?” 

“Well, that depends on what you want to do with him.” He grins and you're so close to getting fired for hitting your boss. 

“Nathan,” you say warningly.  

His smile widens and he chuckles. “I’m playing, I’m playing. Don’t be so uptight.” He doesn’t give you enough of a pause to say something back to him. “Talk with him, socialise with him, show him the ropes like he’s a new employee.” 

“Am I getting fired?” You joke. 

Nathan laughs again. “Look, I just need someone other than me to interact with him and give me some feedback, yeah? And since you’re the only other person here?” 

You nod. “No problem.” But you pause as a small worry digs into the back of your mind. 

Nathan answers your question before you can even ask it, seemingly reading your thoughts. “He can’t hurt you.”

“You Asimov Lawed him?”

“Pretty much.”

You nod again. “Okay.” 

“I’ll leave you both to get acquainted.” Nathan heads for the door. 

“Nathan?” 

He turns. 

“Does he know he’s a robot?”

Nathan nods.

“And that you made him?”

Nathan nods again, “I have spoken with him you know.” He shakes his head as he leaves. 

“Oh, you’ve spoken with him,” you mutter under your breath, but there’s no fire to it. “Couldn’t give him a name though.”

You sigh and approach the android. You place your hand on the startup panel, it blinks into life as it recognises your palm print. You press a few commands and there’s a small click and hum.

The android opens his eyes, blinking like he’s just woken up. He’s dressed in a white t-shirt and white jogging bottoms. His chest rises and falls, just like Nathan said it would. 

You give him a smile and a little wave. “Hello.”

He tilts his head for a second and then smiles back and says your name. 

A little flash of surprise crosses your face before you recover. “Yeah, yeah, that’s me. It’s, erm, it’s a pleasure to meet you.”

“And to finally meet you, Nathan’s spoken about you at length.” 

That doesn’t exactly fill you with confidence. 

“I believe you are supposed to give me a name?” He asks, there’s a slight up turn of his lips that’s so completely Nathan like that you almost do a double take. 

“Yeah, I,” you pause, your eyes falling on the BlueBook logo on the wall. “How about Blue?” 

“Blue.” He repeats and smiles. “Yeah, I like that.” 

You spend the rest of the day showing Blue around the facility, introducing him to systems as Nathan had introduced you when you first started working here. 

Nathan stays out of the way, hidden up in his office. Though you’re sure he’s probably watching you on the monitors with interest. 

Blue is quite charming, his voice is a little different from Nathan, but not by much. He’s quieter though, but with a good sense of humour. The differences and similarities between them both are interesting. Part of you wonders if this is how Nathan sees himself, or if he unintentionally programmed the likenesses in. 

It’s only later on in the day that things start to get… strange. 

You’re at your office desk, just working on a small piece of programming. 

Blue is meant to be going over the safety protocol for the building – something you had to do when you started. But you hear his light footsteps come up behind you. 

You pause in typing, but don’t look around. “You okay?”

“Mhmm.” 

You glance up at him. He’s seemingly interested in your screen. “It’s just a prototype I was working on for-”

He puts his hand on your shoulder, still looking at the screen. “It’s very compelling.” He squeezes your shoulder lightly. 

“Blu-”

“You seem tense?” He looks down at you. “Are you stressed?”

“I don’t think…”

“There’s a lot of tension here.” He presses his thumb into your back and rubs, you can feel the muscle relax instantly. 

You swallow and when you don’t try to stop him again Blue moves directly behind you, placing his other hand on your shoulder. 

He slowly starts to massage your neck and upper back. Taking his time and applying just the right amount of pressure to quickly make you feel like liquid. 

You let out a small sigh. 

“Feel okay?” He asks. There’s a slight edge to his voice, something you can’t quite put your finger on. 

“Yeah, good, really good.” You try to keep your words quick and short to save from moaning over how wonderful it feels. It was like he could pull apart every knot and ache. Nathan must have programmed some kind of pressure point, masseuse knowledge. Though why, you had no idea. 

“Good.” He whispers, his voice low. 

You can’t focus on anything else but the feel of his hands, how warm they are, how life like they are. 

“Move forward a little.”

You lean without even thinking and his hands travel a little further down your spine. 

This time you can’t stop the moan that escapes you. 

You snap your mouth shut the second you realise, heat rising to your face. “I-”

“It’s fine, perfectly normal reaction, I’m glad you’re relaxing.” His voice is low, and his fingers don’t stop. 

You spend the next twenty minutes getting the best massage of your life and keeping one hand fixed permanently over your mouth. 

.

You had made a not so subtle exit after that. Politely keeping out of Blue’s way (hiding) for the rest of the afternoon. 

Part of you wanted to go and speak to Nathan, but you weren’t sure if you could face the teasing. 

‘Perfectly normal reaction,’ ugh. You could picture Nathan’s smug smile perfectly. Choruses of ‘oh, you got turned on by an android that looks like me?’ No thanks. 

Though he probably would tease the shit out of you later on, that was a Future You problem. And if you could keep it a Future You problem for as long as possible, you would. 

Around 7pm your hunger got the better of you and you made your way to the kitchen, hoping to scavenge some of Nathan’s secret snack supply that he thought was well hidden. 

A step into the room you stop dead in your tracks. 

Blue was at one of the counters, chopping vegetables. 

He turned and smiled at you before you even had a chance to think about turning on your heels and making a beeline out of there. 

“Oh, hi Blue.” You try to sound casual, but the awkwardness radiates out of you like a beacon. 

He smiles and looks back at the vegetables. “Are you hungry?” 

You nod, promptly realising he couldn’t see your reaction and quickly speaking. “Yes, yeah, just, just gonna…” You trail off and pause. “Do you eat?” 

Blue laughs and shakes his head. “This is for you.”

“For me?” 

He nods and glances at you again, all smiles and seductive eyes- No, do not think about him that way. 

“You tend to eat your evening meal around this time.” 

“Oh,” you take a few steps closer and lean on the counter next to him. “That’s really kind of you, you didn’t need to. Wait, how do you know that?” 

Blue raises his eyebrows and gives you a small smirk.

“Nathan, got it.” 

“He said you liked pasta, so.”

You pause, looking at the meal he’s preparing. You don’t remember the last time someone cooked for you, outside of Nathan. And that was only because he was eating too. 

“Thank you, you didn’t have to.” You finally say. 

“I wanted to.” 

The food is good, even if Blue sits a little too close. His knee brushing against yours under the table. He talks to you about relatively normal things, work related, while leaning his elbow on the table, his chin resting on his hand. 

He listens intently, his eyes never leaving your face. It’s uncanny being watched so attentively. You ask Blue a few questions but he always manages to steer the conversation back to you. Another Nathan like attribute. 

Long after the meal is over you stretch, there’s a small popping sound as your shoulder clicks. 

Blue frowns and stands. He touches your spine and shoulder blade again with those precise fingers. “Is your back still causing you discomfort?” 

“I,” you swallow. “You don’t need to, it’s fine, really.” Heat rises to your face. 

“Nonsense, you still have a lot of tension here.” He presses his thumb firmly into your skin and you sigh. 

He massages the area for a few seconds. “Your stress levels are still high, come,” he holds out his hand to you expectantly. 

There is a disastrously long second where you hear ‘come’ as ‘cum’. “I, erm, what?” 

He takes your hand and encourages you to stand. You follow him, a little too flustered to object. 

Blue leads you to the living room and gestures to the sofa. “Lay down on your stomach.” 

“Blue-”

“I need you flat to relax you properly.” He smiles at you expectantly, his eyes dark and bordering on mischievous. 

You stare for a second before managing a small nod, about to speak your agreement when Blue frowns as if a thought has just occurred to him. 

“The space isn’t ideal…” He looks straight at you. “A bed would be better.”

A bed would be better. “Erm…”

“So you can lay flat.” He stares at you expectantly. Almost goading you. If you agreed to the sofa, why not the bed? What implications are you inferring? 

You give him a tight smile. Nathan and his stupid mind games. He did this just to see if he could get you to crack. You wouldn’t give him the satisfaction. 

“Okay.” The word comes out more like a squeak than you hoped it would. 

. 

Blue leads you back to your room, opening the door as if he was inviting you into his space, not yours. 

He waits for you to climb onto the bed and get comfortable, lying on your stomach, your head resting on your crossed arms. 

And then he starts slowly on your shoulders. That same deep press from before that has you screwing up your eyes and burying your face. It’s barely been a minute before he stops and you nearly groan at the loss. 

“This would be better without your t-shirt.” 

You pause, your mind failing to translate his words for a few seconds. “Oh, erm,” it was perfectly reasonable, wasn’t it? People had professional massages all the time, they didn’t have them while their clothing was still on. “Okay.” 

He turns, politely as you sit up and the anxiety in your chest eases. You were making this into something it wasn’t. He was just trying to help. 

You tug off your t-shirt and drop it onto the floor off the side of your bed and lay back down. “All done.” You say, trying and failing to hide the little shake in your voice. 

Blue turns, his fingers barely touch your skin before he’s lightly caressing just under your bra strap. “May I?” 

You pause, then nod. He unclips it, letting the straps fall to the side before he continues to softly caress. 

It feels good, his fingers dig in and work out the tension, making you liquid and weak under his hands. 

Heat starts to pull at your stomach, sinking lower and lower. Wetness starts to build between your legs. You shouldn’t be-

“Oh!” A sudden gasp leaves your lips as Blue’s right hand slides quickly down, underneath your jogging bottoms and underwear, over the swell of your ass and straight to your core. “Blue!” It feels too good. “I-”

“You have so much tension.” He breathes close to your ear, his fingers trace along your entrance, teasing lightly. “I’m meant to help you relieve it.” 

“Blue…” You bite your lip, instinctively pressing closer to his fingers. You shouldn’t… Fuck Nathan was probably watching, probably-

“Let me help you,” he whispers low in your ear, his warm breath searing your skin. “I’ve been given direct instructions to help you relax.” He lightly rubs your clit, slow and gentle and it makes you jolt. 

“Blue, fuck-”

He kisses your temple. “Tell me to stop at any time, and I will. I only want to please you.” 

Fuck, if his soft, deep voice didn’t nearly make you come on the spot. 

You nod, swallowing thickening. “Please, I’d like… it’s been a while… and…”

“Of course,” he moves dizzyingly quickly, short and precise as he grabs hold of your hips and flips you over onto your back. You don’t even get a chance to let out a gasp of surprise before he’s pulling off your jogging bottoms and underwear and drops them to the floor. 

He rubs his hands up your legs, digging into your inner thighs and spreads you wide before he dives in and latches onto your clit. 

“Fuck,” you gasp, your hips rolling up to his warm eager mouth, your body moving completely on autopilot. 

He sucks, for a few seconds before teasing it out and lapping, alternating between broad licks and that gentle suction that is dragging you so quickly to the edge. His dark eyes watch your reactions intently, monitoring and adjusting based on the smallest reactions. 

He trails his right hand further down your thigh, pressing lightly at your core before sipping two fingers inside. He hums when you moan, the smallest smile pulling at his features. 

Pleasure twists and coils as sweat beads on your forehead. The stretch sends a shiver along your nerves, makes your air catch in your throat.

“Blue, I- oh fuck!”

He moves his fingers, tapping and stroking so quickly on your inside walls that it is like a buzz of vibration right against your g spot. 

You sob out his name, your thighs shaking as you come dizzyingly quickly, pulled over the edge by his precise movements. 

As you breathe heavily, your mind a little short circuited by your orgasm and lagging behind, Blue helps you out of the rest of your clothes, leaving you completely bare before he strips off his own. 

He kneels between your legs, looking down at you with soft eyes as he gently touches your cheek. “More?” 

“I…” You trail off, surprised by the sweetness in his gaze and distracted by his naked chest and warm soft skin. 

You lightly touch his ribs and he smiles. 

“What… what do you want?” You ask, your voice embarrassingly small. 

“That’s a dangerous question.” His smile widens, his tone teasing. 

“Why?”

He tilts his head to the side ever so slightly. “Because I don’t want to stop until you can’t form words.” 

You swallow and glance down as he strokes himself with one hand. He’s impressively large, standing tall and erect. There’s copious amounts of precum leaking from the tip, which you quickly realise is, in fact, lube. He smears it down himself, watching you as you watch him.

You shift a little, widening your legs even though you don’t realise you're doing it. “Does it, will it feel good for you?” 

Blue’s smile widens again, his eyes dark as he leans down. He guides himself to your pussy, pushing his tip against your clit before he drags his cock down and notches the head at your core. “Oh yes.” He mummers his voice low. He stills for half a second, studying your face until he finds what he was looking for. 

He pushes in slowly, moving his hands so that one rests on the mattress and the other on your hip, pinning you down as he slips inside. 

You gasp, letting out a soft ‘oh’ at the stretch. 

“You can take it.” He mutters, voice velvet soft. “You’re very well lubricated even without mine.” 

You wriggle against him, squeezing his biceps, both trying to get close to and escape from the pleasure, your eyes screwed shut.

As he finally sinks in the last inch you moan, it’s like you can feel him in your heart, your lungs. Pushing perfectly at the centre of you and pulsing. 

“You find me attractive?” Blue asks, his head cocked ever so slightly to the side, a cheeky smile on his face as he rocks slowly. Short, powerful thrusts that move the bed and make you cry out in pleasure. 

You nod, trying to move with him but he is well and truly fucking you into the mattress, and it’s all you can do to just hold on for the ride.

“So, you must find Nathan attractive too?” Blue teases, his voice even and unhindered despite his deep bucks as he sinks in and out of you. 

You whine, your back arching, “Blue,” you squirm, gasp at a partially deep thrust that robs you of all thought and makes your toes curl. You cling onto him, sliding a hand up to the back of his neck. 

“It’s alright,” he soothes, leaning down quickly to kiss your lips and swallow your moans, “I’ve got you.” And that’s when he really starts to move. 

You all but scream at the rapid snap of his hips, pleasure turning your bones to liquid as he fucks into you, pushing you higher and higher as he hits every spot perfectly inside. 

You can’t speak, can’t form words as he presses every single sensation out of you except for euphoria, playing your body perfectly to his wishes. 

Your skin is on fire, every nerve tingling with the onslaught of your impending orgasm. He rolls his hips, the sound of his thrusts and your cries mixing. It’s so hot and wet between your legs, slippery as he just glides along your walls and sinks impossibly deep. 

He kisses your lips, nips and bites your jaw and then sucks one nipple into his mouth as his fingers pluck and play with the other. 

Your thighs are shaking, your moans growing in pitch as you desperately hold onto him, nonsense slipping from your mouth as your mind liquifies. 

You don’t even hear the door open, too lost in your pleasure. But Blue does. 

He looks up, but doesn’t falter in his movements, doesn’t move his mouth from your skin. 

Nathan smirks. “Don’t stop on my account.” 

You gasp, your eyes snapping open to see Nathan standing by the foot of your bed. “Natha-” You try to stammer, but Blue grinds his hips down and your cry cuts off the rest of his name. 

“Enjoying him?” Nathan asks nonchalantly, like he was asking about the weather as he climbs onto the bed. He lays next to you on his side, his elbow propped up so he can rest his head and still watch your face. 

“I…” You whine, you blink heavily, your mind isn’t working. Isn’t functioning at all, all you can do is feel and it feels so, so good. 

Blue hums as he laps at your breast, his hips pistoning at an unforgiving pace, not giving you even a second of reprieve from the pleasure. 

Nathan grins, he shifts closer, his voice low. “I knew you would.” He swallows, watching for the expressions on your face. He darts his tongue out to trace his bottom lip, thoughts racing. 

“They like you.” Blue mutters, moving his mouth away from your skin just enough to be heard clearly. 

You want to ask how he knows, what gave you away. But you don’t even get the chance to try.

Nathan presses a sweet kiss to your lips, groaning when you reciprocate and grab the back of his neck with one hand to pull him closer. He slips his tongue past your lips, stroking your cheek tenderly. 

It’s a vast juxtaposition to how Blue is fucking the very life out of you. 

You whine, your muscles tensing as you get close. 

Nathan pulls back just enough to speak, his voice thick and hazy. “Make them come.” And then kisses you deeply once more.

Blue hums, pulling his mouth from your chest without slowing his manic thrusts. He slips his hand under Nathan’s shorts and Nathan lets out a surprised groan as Blue palms his erection. 

But he doesn’t stop kissing you. Instead, he helps Blue pull them down his legs before he plucks at your nipples while he licks into your mouth.

Blue twists his torso that would have been impossible for anyone save a contortionist and licks a strip up Nathan’s hard cock before he takes him deep into his throat. 

Your toes curl, the pleasure drowning you as you shake and spasm. You whine in Nathan’s mouth, his beard tickling your skin, and his lips muffling your moans. 

You come hard, the sensation hitting you all at once and then flooding you. It robs you completely of thought, whiting out your vision as you’re swept away completely by pleasure. 

Nathan thrusts into Blue’s mouth lazily, pulling back so he can watch your face as you come apart. He bites his lip, groaning for a second before he pulls Blue up to watch too. 

“Fucking beautiful,” Nathan whispers. 

Blue slows his hips as you relax under him, gently coming to a stop. He kisses your cheek as you open your eyes, while Nathan sucks at your neck. 

“You out for the count, or can I be gentle with you?” Nathan mutters. 

You breathe heavily, sweat cooling on your skin, your muscles aching. But you don’t get to answer before Blue is doing it for you. 

“Very gentle… if they agree.” He kisses your cheek again as he slowly pulls out of you and you whine softly. He rubs the inside of your thighs to ease the burn as he gets up.

“Very gentle,” Nathan repeats, sitting up and pulling off his vest and wriggling himself completely free of his shorts. “Very, very.” He moves between your legs, watching you with soft doe eyes. “Can I?”

You nod. But he tuts.

“Gonna need you to say something, sweetheart.” He smiles.

“Yes.” You say, giving him a little look that makes him laugh. 

“Haven't had the sass fucked out of you then. Good.” He kneels between your legs, his heavy cock in hand. 

You glance down and can’t help but smile and shake your head when you see him, he’s exactly the same size as Blue.

“What?” He grins. 

“Of course, you have a big dick.” 

Nathan puffs out his chest a little. 

“He made me two inches shorter,” Blue says, “but he-”

“I left the inches where it counts.” Nathan snaps playfully. “Now are you gonna put those inches to good use or what?” 

Blue smiles sarcastically sweetly at him. “Of course I am.” He takes hold of Nathan’s cock with one hand and lays the other flat on his lower back, guiding him towards you. It’s Blue that strokes Nathan through the creaminess of your release before he pushes in, he keeps Nathan slow and careful, sinking in until you're stuffed full. 

You let out a soft moan, you’re sore but it’s nice, more than nice. Pleasure burning just at the edge of your senses. 

Nathan groans, his muscles twitching under the force to stay still. “Fuck, you feel amazing.” 

“Gentle.” Blue whispers in his ear, the smallest hint of a warning in his voice that sends a shot of arousal along Nathan’s spine. 

He nods, his eyes lidded. 

You're a little surprised when Blue rubs the lube from his cock over two fingers and eases them inside Nathan, forcing him down on top of you, his chest pressed to yours. 

The moan Nathan lets out is sinful, deep as it rumbles against your skin. 

You grab hold of him, wrapping your hands around his back as he buries his face into your neck, every breath coming out as a whine and grunt. 

Blue smiles at you as he opens Nathan up for barely a minute before he guides his own cock inside. “He’s used to taking it.” He wriggles his eyebrows at you and you bite back a smile. 

Blue rocks gently, quite unlike the rapid thrusts he’s used before. He barely pulls out but swirls his hips, the force of his movement moves Nathan in turn and you. 

It’s slow, syrupily sweet with every push and pull. You grind up, moaning when Nathan simultaneously rubs against your clit with his pubic bone and the head of his thick cock slides against your walls. 

“Think you can come again?” Blue asks you, one hand between Nathan’s shoulder blades, while he links fingers with you with the other. 

“Ugh, please,” Nathan groans into your neck. He feels like jelly sandwiched between the both of you, the pleasure making him lightheaded. 

You nod, biting your lip. It’s building in a rush, so close to boiling over. 

Blue smiles and squeezes your hand. 

It only takes a few more languid rocks for the pressure on your clit to explode. You come with a cry, shaking. This one isn’t as hard, it doesn’t shatter your very being but it’s long and drawn out, thick and molten and leaves you exhausted. 

Blue thrusts three times harshly hitting Nathan’s prostate each time as you squeeze and pulse around his cock and he comes with a deep moan, emptying himself and holding you tight.

It’s only then that Blue allows himself to follow you both into pleasure, moaning both of your names happily.

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A.N.: Well I respun and this is a writing challenge if I ever saw one. Maybe this’ll kick me outta my flop era - here goes nothing. Not beta read.

There’s a hotel mixup when you return from a business conference with your cheeky boss.

Themes: dialogue, sass, Suggestive themes

“Absolutely not-“ you clip to the hotel attendant manning the desk. It’s 2am, you’d just managed to pull your boss out of the club and back to the hotel so your journey home wouldn’t be delayed, but now there’s a problem.

“Ma’am I’m sorry but-“ the attendants reply sounds just as exhausted as you.

“No buts and please never ma’am me again.” You sigh “Look I’m not mad at you. It’s late and I’m just tired. You see that man?” You point over to where Nathan is slumped on one of the plush leather lobby chairs “He is my boss, and sharing a room is just not something that’s a good idea.”

The attendant looks over at him and raises a brow, “I mean, it could be worse?” His attempt at camaraderie through objectification pulls a soft chuckle from you.

“Looks can be deceiving. But even if it’s one room at least it’s two beds right?” You look up at the attendant whose color drains from his face “Oh for Fucksake.” You groan and rub your temples.

“I’m so sorry, it’s the conference. Every room is booked and every hotel of our rating and higher are as well.” He apologizes profusely “b-but it is a full suite so there’s a couch and a living area.”

“Thank you. Really. If that’s the best we can do then-“ you shrug, take the key and go to collect the slumped pile of exposed chest and black silk that is your boss. “Alright, up and at em.” You grunt as you tug his arm over your shoulders and all but drag him to the elevators. A sharp pain spikes in your back as you lean to press the right floor, prompting you to drop Nathan.

“Your back again?” He mumbles as he steadies himself against the railing. “Go to a doctor,”

“I have,” you snap, bending down slowly in an attempt to stretch out the building knot. “I’ve been going to PT I told you this weeks ago.”

The elevator dings and Nathan wanders out into the hall, “Look I don’t know your minute day to day I’ve got a company to run,”

“But you remember the pain is there? I’m your only direct assistant.” You walk out, frustration emboldening your actions as you grab him by the scruff of his dress shirt and pull him down toward the room.

“I remember cause I thought it was ironic. Cause you’re such a pain in my ass.” He chuckles as he stumbles behind you.

“Mighty big ass I’m surprised you noticed.” You murmur as you swipe the key and head inside.

“I heard that.” He calls as you walk into the lavish space and make yourself a nightcap.

“Good I hope you remember it!” You call, quickly drinking down the amber liquor before going to lay down gently on the plush mattress. You close your eyes for a moment, feeling the knot in your back slowly relax before the bed shifts and you wince again. Starring daggers up at Nathan sprawling across the other side of the California king sized bed.

“Alright, you did your job. I’m here and alive, I’ll see you in the morning.” He yawns.

“Sorry boss, you’re stuck with me.” The second glance you cast towards the broad white fabric’d furniture only solidifies your decision. “If you want me to be functional tomorrow I can’t take the couch.”

Nathan’s head lulls as he squints across at you. “Sleeping your way to the top then? Admirable.”

“Not on your life Bateman, you stay over there and I’ll stay over here. They should be dropping off our bags in a bit.” You check your wrist for the time, “Jesus Christ why’d I let you stay out so late.” You whimper.

“Let me? I think you enjoyed the view and lost track of time.” He smirks as he pulls his shirt up over his head and tosses across the room. A knock at the door has you thanking the powers that be for a reprieve.

You quickly snatch Nathan’s wallet, pull out about half the cash in it and hand it to the attendant dropping off the suitcases. You really didn’t care how much you’d just taken from Nathan but judging by the look on the attendants face you just made their night. “Alright come get your stuff!” You call out, fumbling through your own bag to grab the nighttime essentials.

Out of the corner of your vision you see tanned and toned legs walk by and wheel off his suitcase. Looking a little higher you’re greeted with Nathan’s bare ass. “Oh come on, HR is so sick of you already.”

“I replaced HR with AI, good luck writing me up.” He calls out over his shoulder as he walks away. “Don’t worry, you get the show and a bonus when we get back. Oh and I sleep naked just an FYI.”

“That HR thing has to be illegal.” You respond, making your way to the en-suite half bath to brush your teeth. You can hear his voice but can’t quite make out his reply while the water for the shower is running. “It’s just the one night.” You huff to yourself, steeling your resolve as your reflection stares back at you.

The sounds of running water and Nathan’s echoing whistle greet you as you make your way back to the bed and quickly change. You cant help the groan that escapes you as you slip between the decadent sheets.

“Starting without me?” Nathan’s voice grates against your ears. In response you click off the beside light and tug the sheet over your head. “No fun.” He tuts. After a few moments and some rustling Nathan clicks off the light on his side and slides into bed. “I don’t imagine you’re up for huddling for warmth?”

“Are you actually naked?” His answering chuckle prompts you to launch a pillow in his direction. “You touch me and I’m cutting it off.”

“I’ll remember that,” he launches the pillow back at you, hitting you with a soft thud. “Sleep tight.”

In the span of just a few short moments, just as you begin to sink into sleep, his snore tears through the silence. “Oh come on!” You sit up and slam another pillow across his buzzed head.

He bolts upright and glares at you. “Alright you wanna be like that I’ll call HR.” He snips. You grumble and hunker down, pulling a pillow over your head. It’s gonna be a long night…

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Oh no, there's only one bed! With this guy!

[youvebeenlivingfictional]

Send me a kiss prompt!

Anything for you my dear @blueeyesatnight

Pairing: Nathan Bateman x Reader

Note: I'm pretty sure this one is gender neutral, but if you notice something that is not, please let me know! I will adjust accordingly.

Warnings: Nathan and Reader are both drinking, but not drunk; Shenanigans™

"Another round?"

"I don't think that's such a good idea—"

"Two more tequila shots here!" Nathan spoke over you, raising a hand to flag down the bartender.

"Are you kidding me?" You laughed. It was a wonder that the bartender was able to hear Nathan over the bustle of the busy bar. Maybe he'd been making sure to pay extra attention to you and Nathan, considering how famously deep Nathan's pockets were.

"Ugh, I'm going to be so hungover tomorrow," You grumbled.

"You'll be fine."

You smiled, shaking your head.

"Do me a favor?" You requested.

"What."

"When he comes over with our shots, ask him for water."

"Ask him yourself."

"If you're going to go out of the way to order me a shot that I don't want, the least you can do is order me something that I do want."

"Alright, alright," Nathan grumbled. "Spoiled little brat—Thank you," Nathan leaned against the bar as the bartender arrived with the requested shots. "Could we get some more water, too? Thanks."

Nathan didn't wait for the bartender to answer, just leaned back and took one of the shots up with one hand, waving for you to follow suit with the other. You shook your head, knocking the bottom of the shot glass against the bar before throwing the shot back. You winced, lips drawing down into a frown at the taste, grumbling, "Christ," As it touched down and burned in your stomach.

You frowned as you heard your name called. You glanced toward Nathan, wincing.

"That wasn't you, was it."

"No," He chuckled, looking around, "You recognize the voice?"

"Vaguely?"

You glanced around before you spotted a familiar man pushing his way through the crush of the bar patrons.

"Fuck," You groaned.

"Who is that?"

"Guy I went on a date with. Well—A few dates with...Well—"

"Well, what?"

"We fucked for a few months, nothing serious."

"Then why's he coming over?"

"I may or may not have blocked his number."

"Smooth."

"Here," You slid a foot out, hooking your foot in the bar of his stool and tugging him a little closer, "Don't look at him, look at me."

"I am looking at you."

"Keep doing that, then."

"What's the plan?"

"The plan is to do whatever the fuck gets him to go away."

"How far are you willing to go?"

"I draw the line at murder."

"I suppose that gives us a little bit of wiggle room."

You reached out, intending to pinch Nathan's arm, but he caught hold of your hand. Your stomach flipped at the warm, steady contact, and the weight of Nathan's gaze. He'd looked at you before, sure, but this felt different. You'd seen looks like it given to flirty hangers-on at BlueBook events, but had never imagined it pointed in your direction. You swallowed thickly as Nathan hooked is leg in your stool in turn, tugging you even closer. You stomach flipped as it threw the balance, nearly sending you tumbling into Nathan's chest, and you shrieked, raising your hand and bracing yourself on Nathan's shoulder.

"Holy shit, you could've at least warned me!" You laughed, "Christ!"

"...You said anything that gets him to go away."

"Yes, I did."

Nathan raised his other hand, cupping your cheek. Your breath caught in your throat as he swept his thumb across your cheekbone, murmuring,

"So?"

"...So?" You mumbled. Before you could draw away—before you could even think to ask what his plan was—Nathan leaned in, pressing his lips against yours. Your eyes blinked slowly, keeping your gaze set on him before your eyes just...Slipped closed. You sighed softly, tipping your head to the side, deepening the kiss. You pulled in a soft breath as you felt the slick, hot swipe of his tongue against the seam of your lips.

You parted your lips just a little, unable to stopper your whimper as he swept his tongue against yours without a pause. You managed to break the kiss, biting your lip as Nathan's hand crept around to rest against your nape.

"Do you, um..." You cleared your throat. "Do you still see him?"

The tip of Nathan's nose brushed against yours as he shook his head.

"I don't see anyone else in here."

[writefightandflightclub]

Luna’s Poe “Peacock” Dameron Fic Masterlist

See my pinned post for my other character masterlists!

GIF by @starwarsandstuff​

Key: 🔥 = smut, 🍭 = fluff/cute, 🌪 = angst, 😈 = dark, 🌲 = pining, 😤 = bickering, 🚀= mission/adventure 😉 = steam but not smut

Poe Dameron Series

Bounty & the Beasts (DONE) 🚀🍭🔥🌪

Violent Delights (7/8 parts) 😈

Two steps back (4/7 parts) 🌪🌲

Of rears and vices (DONE)🔥

Indivisible (DONE) 🍭

Poe Dameron one-shots + blurbs (any gender reader)

Fix you up 🍭

Punish me 🔥😤

The fight or flight flirt instinct 🍭😤

L’appel du vide 🌪🔥

Dream a little 🍭🌲

Reader, you married him 🔥🍭

Almost, but not quite 🌪🌲

A cut above the rest 🍭

Cave me in 🔥

Little Victories 🌪🍭🌲

Kiss me warm 🍭🌪😤 🚀

Mixed signals 🍭🌲

Operation H.U.G. 🍭

Pillow Talk 🍭😤

I dare ya 🍭 🌪 (BONUS CONTENT) 🌪

Poke it 🍭

Rally the troupes 🍭

Lost and found 🍭

Holo without you 🍭

Tell it to the stars 🍭

Tiptoe around this (short!reader) 🍭

Deepest, lightest secrets 🍭🚀🔥

There’s only one bed 🍭

Sink then float 🌪

Quack fic 🍭

Kiss me if you missed me 🍭

Working up the courage 🍭

The space between words 🍭

You make me shy 🍭

Poe Dameron’s little book of good things 🌪️

Poe Dameron Protection Squad 🌪️

Poe Dameron one-shots (fem reader)

Rebelle of the ball 🚀🍭

Sex machine 🔥

Nightmares and daydreams 🌪

Love is a casualty of war 🌪 🔥

Make it last forever 🍭

Less sass flyboy, shut up and kiss me 🌪 🔥 🍭

Modern!Poe AUs

Arrivals 🍭

Departures 🍭 (fem reader)

Eye of the Beholder 🍭 (any gender reader)

First Order!Poe AUs

(Violent Delights series linked above too)

Bulletproof 🌪🚀 (any gender reader)

Honey, I’m gonna... 🔥😈 (fem reader)

Hush 🌪🔥 (fem reader)

PDA 🔥 (fem reader)

Reconnoiter 🔥 (any gender reader)

The Slow Knife 😈🔥

FinnPoe + FinnPoe x reader

Indivisible (COMPLETED SERIES, any gender reader) 🍭

Smutty FinnPoe x Reader headcanons 🔥 (any gender reader)

FinnPoe Christmas 🍭

Finn x reader

You are my sunshine 🍭🌲

Poe headcanons

Poe military MedEvac pilot AU

Poe Chat posts

Bad Influence Part Two

And there were only two beds

Gimme the “D”

Fuck the Resistance

Working under you

Striptease not a triptease

Bones

What Poe’s like in bed

Bi, guys

Where were you stabbed?

Poe Dameron and Tony Stark AKA Snarky Space Bois

Search my blog for #snarky space bois for a bunch of Poe and Tony chat posts 🍭

Also: feral sub!Poe and sub!Tony smutty headcanons, here 🔥 (read the notes for bonus content!)

[multimuseficreblogs]

Gender Neutral & Male Reader Fic Recs [Oscar Isaac & Pedro Pascal]

➥ this is being updated so more to come! ➥ but if you're still looking for more gn and male reader fics, please don't hesitate to send an ask with the character!

Oscar Isaac Characters

Abel Morales (A Most Violent Year) ⟡ all abel morales x male reader Jake Lockley (Moon Knight) ⟡ all jake x male reader Jonathan Levy (Scenes From A Marriage) ⟡ all jonathan x male reader Marc Spector (Moon Knight) ⟡ all marc x male reader Miguel O'Hara (Spider-Verse) ⟡ all miguel x gn reader ⟡ all miguel x male reader Nathan Bateman (Ex Machina) ⟡ all nathan x male reader Santiago "Pope" Garcia (Triple Frontier) ⟡ all santiago x male reader Steven Grant (Moon Knight) ⟡ all steven x gn reader

Pedro Pascal Characters

Dave York (The Equalizer 2) ⟡ all dave x gn reader Dieter Bravo (The Bubble) ⟡ all dieter x gn reader

Din Djarin (The Mandalorian) ⟡ all din x gn reader ⟡ all din x male reader Dio Morrissey (NYPD Blue) ⟡ all dio x gn reader ⟡ all dio x male reader

Ezra (Prospect) ⟡ all ezra x gn reader ⟡ all ezra x male reader

Frankie "Catfish" Morales (Triple Frontier) ⟡ all frankie x gn reader ⟡ all frankie x male reader Jack "Agent Whiskey" Daniels (Kingsman: The Golden Circle) ⟡ all jack x gn reader ⟡ all jack x male reader Javi Gutierrez (The Unbearable Weight of Massive Talent) ⟡ all javi x gn reader ⟡ all javi x male reader Javier Peña (Narcos) ⟡ all javier x gn reader ⟡ all javier x male reader

Joel Miller (The Last of Us) ⟡ all joel miller x gn reader ⟡ all joel x male reader

Marcus Moreno (We Can Be Heroes) ⟡ all marcus x gn reader ⟡ all marcus x male reader

Marcus Pike (The Mentalist) ⟡ all marcus x gn reader ⟡ all marcus x male reader

Maxwell Lord (Wonder Woman 1984) ⟡ all max x gn reader ⟡ all max x male reader

Max Phillips (Bloodsucking Bastards) ⟡ all max x gn reader ⟡ all max x male reader

Oberyn Martell (Game of Thrones) ⟡ all oberyn x gn reader ⟡ all oberyn x male reader

Pero Tovar (The Great Wall) ⟡ all pero x gn reader

Tim Rockford (Merge Mansion) ⟡ all tim x male reader

Gender Neutral & Male Reader Navigaction

⟡ pedro pascal & oscar isaac characters ⟡ marvel ⟡ misc. fandoms

[ophelialoveshandsomemen]

A december writing challenge that I will try. If you want to send me one of Oscar Isaac’s characters and a day to write for, go ahead! If I don’t get any prompts, I will be writing my own choices. Ask me if you wanna be tagged!

Female reader or GN reader only please!

I’m more comfortable with female reader, but I can easily write gender neutral. Male reader, however, I am NOT comfortable writing for too many reasons to state here.

Just a warning, I’m not big on cities, so this will feature mainly rural/country settings.

Warning. There may be religious themes in some of these, which I will tag accordingly.

** indicates smut, both light and heavy.

Day 1 - Baking || Vanilla, sprinkles, and chocolate flavored kisses. (Richard Alonso Munoz x fem!reader)

Day 2 - Frozen Lake || Cold hands, Scarves, and Snow.(Duke Leto Atreides x fiancée!fem!reader) **

Day 3 - Hot Chocolate || Marshmallows, warm hands, and soft smiles.(Abel Morales x fem!reader)**

Day 4 - Cozy Cabin || Patterned rugs, soft blankets, and warm baths.( Santiago Garcia x wife!fem!reader)

Day 5 - Fire Places || Fuzzy socks, soft rugs, and hands intertwined.(Pt.2! Duke Leto Atreides x fiancée!fem!reader .sequel to You’re handsome with snowflakes in your beard.)

Day 6 - Blanket Fort || Fluffy pillows, movies, and snacks(Modern!Poe Dameron x pregnant!fem!wife!reader)

Day 7 - Catching a cold  || Tissues, savory soup, and cuddles.(Llewyn Davis x fem!reader)

Day 8 - Snowed In || Candles, snow drifts, and quiet.(Mikael Boghosian x fem!reader)

Day 9 - Sledding || biting wind, cold noses, and laughter(Laurent Leclaire x fem!reader. Canon era.)

Day 10  - Winter Market || Murmuring crowds, rows of stalls, and the smell of food.(Blue Jones x gn!reader)

Day 11 - Snowball Fight || Heavy breathing, footprints in the snow, and warm hugs.( Richard Alonso Munoz x fem!reader. Part 2! sequel to Kisses of Chocolate.)

Day 12 - Lonely  || Gloomy skies, soft blankets, and a warm fire. ( William Tell x fem!reader)

Day 13 - Warm Bath || Bubble bath, soft music, and gentle hands. (Richard Alonso Munoz x fem!reader. Part 3! )

Day 14 - Homemade Meal/Cooking || Savory spices, hot meals, and family. (Mikael Boghosian x wife!reader)

Day 15 - Sleigh Ride || Sleigh bells, foggy breath, and the smell of cedar.(Nathan Bateman x fem!reader)

Day 16 - Mistletoe || Warm lights, smoke, and friends.(Jonathan Levy x fem!reader)

Day 17 - Gingerbread || Icing on their cheek, smell of cinnamon, and playful kisses.

Day 18 - Sunsets || Golden hour, towering pine trees, and warm coats.

Day 19 - Movie Nights || Laughter, snacks, and cuddles. (Nathan Bateman x fem!reader.)

Day 20 - Hiking || Rough ground, crisp morning air, and sunrises.

Day 21 - Sweaters || Cozy feelings, goosebumps, and comforting hands.

Day 22 - Unique Traditions || Smiles, acceptance, and making memories.

Day 23 - Proposal || Nerves, candles, and a tasty meal.

Day 24 - Holiday Traffic || Car horns, comforting words, and snow.

Day 25 - Lazy Mornings || Soft blankets, familiar arms, and the morning light.

Day 26 -Furry Friends || Shining eyes, the pitter - patter of paws, and that fuzzy feeling in your chest.

Day 27 - Roasting Marshmallows || Roaring bonfires, laughter of friends, and gooey marshmallows.

Day 28 - Huddle for Warmth || Warm bodies, steady breaths, and comforting feelings.

Day 29 - Holiday Lights || Holiday music, bright colors, and joy.

Day 30 - Fireworks || Loud booms, sparkling light, and a breathtaking kiss.

Day 31 - Wild Card || write anything you want!(Victoriano ‘El Catorce’ Ramirez x fem!reader)

[dreamlandcreations]

Misc. masterlist

❌ dark(ish) ||🔥 smut || 🧸 fluff/soft ||⚡ angst || 💔 soulmate!au || 🌎 au || 🎱 mention of reader’s sexual orientation || 🤍 gender neutral reader (otherwise it's probably fem reader) || ✨ reader description (mostly just implied) ||🎗miscarriage / infertility / reader not wanting kids || ❤️‍🩹 not quite angsty but it’s definitely in the “it hurts” category

•

see the

• Main Masterlist •

for Boba Fett, Santiago Garcia, Andromache, The Darkling, Billy Russo, Outcome 3, Poe Dameron, Nathan Bateman, Duke Leto Atreides, Alfie Solomons, Bishop Losa, Eddie Munson, Stranger Things (Steve Harrington, Robin Buckley, Billy Hargrove, Max Mayfield, 11), Eames, Tommy Conlon, James Delaney, Jake “Hangman” Seresin, William “Ironhead” Miller, Xenk Yendar, Aemond Targaryen, Daemon Targaryen, Shanks (OPLA)

•

Star Wars

Jango Fett

Just a simple man - Jango Fett x half alien!Reader

Summary: You save him and he shows you there is more to life than fighting…

Meeting • Trust • Stay 🔥🧸 • Life 🔥🧸 • Death⚡

Speak Freely (epilogue of Just a simple man) ⚡🧸 - Boba Fett x half alien!Reader

Summary: Boba hasn’t spoken Mando'a since the death of his father…

Darth Maul

Beauty and the Beast - Darth Maul x Queen of Naboo!Reader ���

Summary: Maul is tasked to keep you in line while his master’s plan comes together on Coruscant…

Marvel

Bucky Barnes

Imagine: Birthday Party, Avenger style

True Love’s Kiss - Steve x Bucky, (Steve x Natasha) 🔥⚡🧸🌎

Summary: The King of Northern America is engaged to the beautiful Princess Natasha of the Russian Empire, too bad he is falling for someone else…

Happily Ever After (part 2 of TLK) - Steve x Bucky, (Steve x Natasha) ❌🔥⚡🧸🌎

Summary: Wanda returns to have her revenge…

Steve Rogers

True Love’s Kiss - Steve x Bucky, (Steve x Natasha) 🔥⚡🧸🌎

Summary: The King of Northern America is engaged to the beautiful Princess Natasha of the Russian Empire, too bad he is falling for someone else…

Happily Ever After (part 2 of TLK) - Steve x Bucky, (Steve x Natasha) ❌🔥⚡🧸🌎

Summary: Wanda returns to have her revenge…

Tony Stark

Doctor Strange

Pietro Maximoff

Erik Killmonger

Loki

Grinch green - Loki x Maximoff!Reader

Summary: Being paired up on a mission with Loki ends up changing your relationship with the moody god…

Elektra

Casual fun - Elektra x Reader 🔥(🎱)

Summary: Riding high on adrenaline, you find something else to ride too…

Matt Murdock

Thor

Imagine: Birthday Party, Avenger style

X-Men

Erik Lehnsherr

Charles Xavier

Remy LeBeau

Apocalypse

Lord of the Rings

Thranduil

Legolas

Haldir

Éomer

Foundation

Brother Day

Day & Night - Brother Day x Reader ❌🔥⚡🧸

Summary: You can’t resist a challenge and what could be more daring than changing the fate of an Empire but you didn’t calculate with the obstinate nature of Day…

Triple Frontier

Benny Miller

Little Miller - Benny Miller x Will’s BFF!Reader 🔥

Summary: You are Will’s new bestie and everyone (except the two of you) thinks you’re gonna end up together but your love-hate relationship with his lil’ bro takes an interesting turn when you find out his call sing, that they never actually use…

Dog Soldiers series (Love, Death & Robots - Shape-Shifters AU)

Part 3 - Benny Miller

Gentlemen

Raymond Smith

A deal is a deal - Ray Smith x half Asian!Reader 🌎

Bribing • The Offer • Deal • Business🔥⚡ • Pleasure 🔥🧸 •  All’s fair… 🧸

Summary: You make an offer and you get yourself a Ray of Sunshine with the deal…

This is a terrible idea - Ray Smith x aristocrat!Reader

King Arthur - Legend of the Sword

King Arthur

All Hallows Eve - King Arthur x mage!Reader ⚡🧸

Summary: Staying at the castle, you train Arthur so he can wield the sword properly. When All Hallows Eve arrives, the dead wants to be heard…

The Legend of his Queen (part 2 of AHE) - King Arthur x mage!Reader ⚡🔥🧸

Summary: You fell in love with the King, even though you knew his destiny was to fall for someone else…

Good Omens

Crowley

Aziraphale

Vikings

Ragnar

Ubbe

Ivar

Teen Wolf

Derek Hale

We are even - Derek Hale x hunter!Reader

Summary: You work with the Argents but you play by your own rules…

Chris Argent

Enola Holmes

Sherlock Holmes

Bride (to lover) - Sherlock Holmes x Reader 🔥⚡🧸

Summary: A marriage of convenience. You never expected it to be anything else…

Narnia

Caspian

*Dating the Darkling / Billy Russo / Logan Delos / Caspian / +Sirius Black headcanon 🔥⚡🧸

made up fic title: The Summer Prince

Witcher

Geralt

Vilgefortz

Darkness Within series - Vilgefortz x Calanthe’s daughter!Reader ❌🔥⚡

Summary: He found you when your mother sentenced you to death, he took you in and taught you everything you know, then he found out just how special you are…

Game of Thrones/House of the Dragon

Robb Stark

The Wolf and the Lion - Robb Stark x Lannister!Reader

Summary: Stranger, betrothed, enemy, prisoner, wife, lover, traitor, saviour, captor…

Tyrion Lannister

Alicent Hightower

Imagine Alicent seducing you...

Star Trek

Khan

Spock

Bones

James Bond (No Time to Die)

Paloma

The Enemy of My Enemy - Paloma x Villain!Reader 🔥⚡

Summary: Your relationship with her is complicated but you have to take aside your differences because Bond needs you both to save the world this time…

Harry Potter (Marauders/Fantastic Beasts )

Sirius Black

*Dating the Darkling / Billy Russo / Logan Delos / Caspian / +Sirius Black headcanon 🔥⚡🧸🤍

made up fic title: Serpent's Heart

Percival Graves

Westworld

Logan Delos

*Dating the Darkling / Billy Russo / Logan Delos / Caspian / +Sirius Black headcanon 🔥⚡🧸

Venom

Eddie/Venom

*Misery loves company - Venom x Reader x Eddie

Summary: You harbour Eddie’s fugitive ass and put up living with the dysfunctional couple because you became friends with Venom after he saved your life.

Peaky Blinders

Tommy Shelby

Zablife Story Share - Chapter 6 Tommy Shelby x Solomons!Reader, written for @zablife's Story Share collab

Summary: A few months ago Tommy woke up to find his wife gone, along with half his fortune. Now he is prepared to make a deal with the devil himself if he can get her back...

Imagine Tommy coming to you all bloody after meeting with Alfie

John Shelby

Polly Gray

made up fic title: The Devil's Gift

Mad Max

Max

Hero - Max x Reader 🤍

Inuyasha

Sesshōmaru

Imagine being some kind of cat yōkai

Imagine that you are the daughter of Ryūkotsusei

Imagine dying from poison

Kraven the Hunter

Sergei Kravinoff

Temptation

Silver Silence

changeling!Sergei Kravinoff x Carter!Reader (Psy-Changeling AU)

Summary: Control. Precision. Family. These are the principles that drive the youngest Carter, who is the director of the new agency that is meant to protect the three races and the fragile peace between them. If only the new leader of a powerful predatory changeling pack wasn’t so distracting and destructing…

TRESE

Maliksi

Sandman

The Corinthian

Imagine the Corinthian hunting you…

Imagine Dream taking you to his realm...

Imagine being an immortal and the Corinthian falling for you...

Gen V

Jordan Li

Imagine that your power is that you are able to mimic other powers…

Imagine Jordan being too insecure to ask you out but not for the usual reason…

Imagine thinking that Jordan is trying to intimidate you…

Once Upon a Time

Cyrus

OUATIW Cyrus Scenes GIF: part 1, ...

One Piece (OPLA)

Dracule Mihawk

Imagine Mihawk finding you, a weapon maker, extremely fascinating…

Imagine that Mihawk is sent to capture you…

Imagine that Mihawk is sent to capture you… (2)

Imagine getting a reputation among the Marines because you survived a duel with Mihawk…

Imagine that you are the reason Mihawk gave up his Marine hunting ways…

made up fic title: The Girl with the Laurel Tattoo

Roronoa Zoro 

Vinsmoke Sanji

6 Underground

Billy/Four

Sons of Anarchy / Mayans M.C.

Jax Teller

made up fic title: We are what lies beyond

Angel Reyes

made up fic title: Where the squirrels burrow

[writing-in-april]

Happy Birthday Old Man

Nathan Bateman x Gender Neutral Reader

Summary: Nathan’s feeling nihilistic on his birthday— mostly hating on his looks. You show him how wrong he is.

A/N: AhH I’m so excited for my first Nathan fic 🥰 thanks for pushing me to write the fic for worshiping Nathan’s bald head and beard @writefightandflightclub ! I’m hoping I did ok with Nathan’s characterization 😫This is all for Oscar Isaac’s birthday which also happens to be on MGG’s birthday!! So that’s why there’s two fics tonight! Happy birthday to Oscar Isaac 🥰 Requests are open and thanks for reading!

Warnings: Nathan having an existential crisis about his age— and implied age gap, one sexual innuendo, heavy drinking

Main Masterlist Word count: 1.1k

Something was wrong with Nathan, much more than usual. Though some people would say that there’s always been something wrong with him, mainly due to how big his ego can be.

His ego seemed to have taken a bit of a bruising though by the skittish way he had been acting all day. At first you had thought you had maybe done something to make him even more aloof than he already was. But, he usually would’ve been much more brusque with you, he seemed more somber today.

Today happened to be his birthday, you assumed that must be the culprit for some reason. Though, normally when a holiday he despised came around to be celebrated the day was filled with blunt jokes about consumerism and commercialization.

He had been typing away all night and well into the morning which, again, wasn’t that odd of behavior for Nathan. But, it was the stench of alcohol that permeated through the stark halls and the sad eyes he flashed you that let you know that something was off.

When you had first gotten into a relationship with him you had given him the ultimatum to not drink so heavily as you were afraid he would drink himself to death with the sheer amount he had been consuming. The compromise was a hard one to reach, but he had eventually agreed as you were the only person he had ever wanted to truly stay before. He had surprisingly taken your words to heart, only drinking a glass of wine at dinner now and maybe a glass extra when you two were feeling a bit more fancy.

After you had thrown away the empty bottles you made your way into his office where he was still typing away furiously as if he was trying to take out his feelings onto the keyboard.

When you took your usual place perched on his lap with your chest facing his own he tensed, like he had only done the first few times you had done this. Now that you had been together for quite some time your place on his lap was a sure thing, either clothed or naked most of the time.

You didn’t push him to speak, you only moved closer to his chest to wrap him up tighter and began to rub circles with your thumbs on his head.

You were quite used to silence around Nathan as he found great solace in it at times, this was a different type of silence though. This was a silence so stark you could feel it creeping all the way through you, making you shudder slightly. When he felt your shoulders rumble from the shudder it was as if something in his mind clicked to remind him that you were there and he spoke just a little,

“I’m old…” Ah, he was having an existential crisis because it happened to be his birthday. He never had wanted to celebrate it and you respected that, only putting a little bit more effort in on the day by cooking his meals instead of Kyoko. Though his words concerned you, you had been with him for a few years now and he had never voiced his concerns about aging out loud

However, he always was a bit nihilistic so you weren’t that surprised that once he reached a certain age that his impending mortality would slap him in the face instead of letting him live in blissful ignorance thinking of himself as some sort of god. Though, you would still not characterize him as old.

“You’re not old.” You said simply not wanting to hide behind flowery language, you knew he wouldn’t appreciate that.

“You deserve someone younger, someone who’ll be around to take care of you longer.” You scoffed a little, a little irritated that he thought you needed to be taken care of. But, you knew he meant well, he knew you could take care of yourself as you had shown him time and time again. It was just a very Nathan way of phrasing it.

“Well you’re sure a sap today, Nathan.” You joked in hopes of lightening the mood. Instead you were met with a glare from Nathan that made you quiet again, resuming stroking his head.

After a while of tense silence he spoke again, “Why would you want to be with someone like me? I’m an asshole with a bald head and a graying beard.”

“Thought you would know by now how much I

love that beard of yours- and your bald head.” Was your response while you moved your hand up to the top of his head to stroke it. It wasn’t like he had never voiced his insecurities to you before, but that was when he was wasted before you guys had gotten together, he definitely didn’t remember it. You moved your other hand to simultaneously stroke his wiry beard before speaking again, “And- your my ass hole and I love you for it.”

You lent down to kiss his nose lightly. Normally he would have wrinkled it and pulled away while calling you a sap, the fact that he didn’t made you frown a little. He definitely was feeling down if he didn’t have a crack back at your remarks. But, you continued to try to comfort him as he had not moved away from you.

You lent down again to kiss right between his furrowed brows set deep with worry. Sighing lightly he let his furrowed brows relax some, hopefully helping melt some of the other tension he held in his body.

You lent down again for the third time to kiss right on top of his head lingering a bit longer than you had for the previous ones. In your head you were imagining whispering praising phrases about how much you loved his bald head and beard, maybe someday he’ll be open to listening to all of the praises you had for him.

Until that time you tried communicating your praises through your touch and your eyes as you looked into his own deep almost onyx irises. Once you could feel him relax into you, like he finally trusted your words you decided to try and cheer him up again, “Happy birthday, old man.” And, this time I finally got a laugh out of him.

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Frayed Wires (Nathan Bateman x Reader)

FRAYED WIRES (Nathan Bateman x Reader)

(so i decided i may turn the drunk texts thing into a series? i decided at least to do one with Nathan because...well...it’s Nathan. the poem he quotes is Ozymandias by Percy Bysshe Shelley, who was incidentally married to Mary Shelley, the author of Frankenstein (or: The Modern Prometheus) which is also kind of appropriate for Nathan and anyway i sat down today and this happened.)

Word Count: 2122(ish)

Summary: All you want to do is sleep. All Nathan wants to do is talk.

Warnings: Language, naturally.

(Nathan’s texts are in bold. Your texts are in bold and italic.)

Buzz. Buzz. Buzz. Buzz.

You reached blindly for your phone as it rattled on the bedside table. You had no idea what time it was but you did know it was the middle of the night, your phone should not be going off, and you had gotten entirely too little sleep. Like, maybe two hours worth. You were so tired and groggy that you made the mistake of checking your messages before you actually even thought about what you were doing.

Do you ever think about the meaning of life?

I mean like really think about it.

Why we’re here, why the sky is green and the grass is blue?

No wait that’s not right.

You sighed and buried your face in the pillow. It was 3:27 in the morning and Nathan was texting you. Which was just odd anyway, since he knew where your room was and it was much more his style to just walk in and start a random conversation with you in person. 

He was probably drunk.

And now he could see that you had read the messages, so you were going to have to reply, or he really would show up at your door. Technically it was his door, it was his house, you just worked for him and stayed there, but the point was you were not in the mood to deal with him at all right now, and most decidedly not in the flesh.

You rolled your eyes before sending him a reply. You really should just ignore it, but...you were annoyed. Nathan was annoying. And it was now 3:30 in the morning and you were going to push a few buttons. Figuratively AND literally! your sleep-deprived brain cheered.

And things like why is water wet and air is invisible?

YES exactly see that’s why I want you.

I’m sorry?

Your brain. I want to pick you up. Your brain I mean. Pick your brain.

You just want me for my brain, huh?

You have a very nice brain.

Yep, Nathan was definitely drunk.

Not that him being drunk was anything out of the ordinary. But a few hours ago, when you were both in the lab testing some of his most recent ideas about the AI code, he had seemed...normal? Well, normal for Nathan anyway. He wasn’t irritated, he wasn’t condescending, he was actually (you honestly could not believe you were even thinking this) pleasant to be around.

You had been working for Nathan as his personal assistant for a few months. It was a promotion for sure over being a code slinger in a cubicle, but sometimes you honestly wondered what made you say yes to this bizarre existence. It was a beautiful house, beautiful scenery, interesting and highly intellectual conversations...when Nathan was sober.

There was also something you could never quite put your finger on. Something that was shifting as the weeks went on and you spent more time working alongside Nathan in the lab. As you spent evenings eating sushi and steaks and whatever else you were in the mood for that night (most nights, he actually let you choose the menu, you realized.) As you took afternoon walks around the estate, just taking in the scenery. As you debated various philosophies and ideas and theories and tried your damndest to prove Nathan wasn’t always right about everything. He almost seemed like he appreciated it all, but he would never say anything.

And you weren’t about to open that can of worms. Especially when he wasn’t sober.

How drunk are you right now?

On a scale of shitfaced to really fucking blitzed I would say I’m feeling no pain.

Jesus Christ. Well that was obvious. It was obvious just from the fact that he was texting you. Nathan was so uptight about security and data leaks and wiretapping and signals being hijacked (he’d admitted to doing it himself, so he did have a point) but had decided, after much insistence from you, that rigging the cell phones to only work inside the compound was an acceptable idea. It was so vast, you’d said, and what if something happened and one of you was all the way across the house or down in the lab, how were you supposed to let the other person know? It made sense at the time.

Now you were vaguely regretting it.

You could count on one hand the number of times you’d actually considered your boss to be pleasant to be around, and you still had your thumb left over just in case you needed to add to that tally.

At least personality wise. He was definitely pleasant to look at. Very pleasant.

You coughed and cleared your throat. That was not a line of thought to travel right now. The proper course of action was to get him to stop texting you.

A few minutes passed in glorious silence. Maybe a new, shiny thought had occurred to him and he was madly writing it down on a Post-It note. Maybe he just got bored and went to get a new drink. Maybe he’d finally just passed out and---

What are you thinking about?

Dammit. How to make you shut up, your brain snapped back. How to get you to let me sleep. How good your arms and shoulders look in that tank top after you’ve been hitting that punching back and you’re flushed and sweaty and…. Oh no. No no no. Stop it right now, brain.

Nathan hated to beat around the bush. Straightforward was the best policy with him, right?

How to get you to shut up and let me sleep.

Wonderful, glorious silence for exactly forty-six seconds.

Bro...that’s...so not cool.

Okay, this was getting ridiculous. Why were you participating in this? Why was he? You narrowed your eyes and looked toward a corner of your room. You hoped he could see you glaring into the camera that you knew was there and that he was watching while he was texting you. If not, you were sure he would watch it in the actual morning and you hoped the look was withering enough to make him think twice. Probably not. Because this was Nathan Bateman.

Your incredibly narcissistic, incredibly intelligent, incredibly attractive...stop it brain.

But he was pushing your buttons right back. Neither of you could ever really back away from an exchange like this..

I’m not your “bro”, Nathan. Please knock this shit off.

Dude, it’s a figure of speech.

I’m not your dude, either. Please just stop talking.

What’s wrong with dude. Dude is a gender neutral term, anyone can be a dude. Guys are dudes, chicks are dudes, dudes are dudes

Yeah, well, you’re kind of being an asshole, dude.

Dude. Chill.

Turning my phone off now.

No, wait, don’t. I’m sorry. I’ll stop.

Now that was...unexpected. Nathan Bateman just apologized to you? For being a drunk asshole in the middle of the night? Your eyes narrowed again. Suspicious.

You’ll stop texting me so I can go back to sleep?

No not that. I’ll stop calling you dude.

Oh for the love of...you closed your eyes and briefly considered the merits of hurling your phone at the surveillance camera.

Nathan, seriously, can we please just leave this until the morning?

A whole minute of wonderful, glorious, blessed silence this time. You couldn’t believe he might be considering this.

You were right.

Tell that its sculptor well those passions read

Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,

The hand that mocked them and the heart that fed

Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!

Nothing beside remains Round the decay

Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare

The lone and level sands stretch far away

If a brain cramp was an actual thing, yours would most certainly be doing it now. You could barely even process it. He was drunk as hell and he was quoting poetry to you? You supposed you probably shouldn’t be entirely surprised, he’d quoted Oppenheimer once in a worse stupor (which you could only quantify because he had actually passed out that time.)

Are you fucking serious right now.

What.

Are you fucking quoting Ozymandias to me right now?

I am.

You couldn’t get the color of the sky right earlier, and now you’re just flawlessly quoting philosophical Romantic poetry at me?

I am.

You are not a normal person, Nathan Bateman.

What is normal anyway, besides really fucking boring? Who wants to be normal?

I would like to be somewhat normal, at least between the hours of midnight and 8am.

See, I knew there was a reason I liked you.

That was the second time he said that, you noted. You found it hard to believe. Nathan liked his work, his routine, his own brain. He liked talking about his work and how smart he was. Other than telling you that you were doing a great job, he barely handed out a single compliment, and if he somehow accidentally did, it was so backhanded you weren’t sure you could actually define it as one.

You mean you like my brain.

Well, yeah, your brain is fucking amazing. It has to be if you work with me.

I work for you, Nathan, not with you. But thanks?

No, no, see, that’s where you’re wrong. You work with me. We’re like partners. None of that employer employee bullshit.

Oooookay now I am one thousand percent sure you are completely piss drunk.

I am but that doesn’t make it any less true.

You could almost hear him saying those words in your head. You could see the way his eyebrows went up, the intensity in his eyes, the way he held his finger up to make the point.

The thought made your brain go slightly fuzzy, and not from exhaustion. Because now you were wide awake. Damn him.

Okay, Nathan, I’ll bite. What do I have to do to get you to stop doing this right now?

There was a pause before he answered, and you swore you’d heard a phone alert that wasn’t your own. It sounded like it was coming from...oh no, he wasn’t…

Getting tired of typing. Can I come talk to you for a while?

Are you outside my door right now?!

You heard the phone chime very clearly this time. He was, definitely.

I am.

You sighed, deeply. So deeply.

Is that really a good idea?

I think it’s a great idea.

Nathan, being serious here.

You could have sworn you heard him sigh from the other side of the door. He could have just come inside. It was his house, his keycard worked on all the doors.

But the door didn’t open.

So am I. Please can I come in? My mind just won’t shut off and I really am fucking drunk but talking to you is helping but tired of typing shit out, I’d rather say it to you.

I wanna see you. And tell you how sexy your brain is.

And that I like you for more than your brain.

And you knew in that instant there really was only one way to get him to shut up. And it was to just let him talk. It made sense, in an oddly Nathan kind of way. What’s the worst that could happen, really? He’d come in, you’d talk, he’d eventually pass out, maybe you could get a couple more hours of sleep, and then in the morning you’d either talk about it on a very deep cerebral level or you’d just pretend it had never happened at all. 

A press to the door release button on the side of the table and the latch let go. The door opened, revealing Nathan standing on the other side. Still wearing what he’d been wearing in the lab earlier that night, black lounge pants and that tight white henley he seemed to love so much. The corner of his mouth turned up in the most miniscule of smiles, but it was there.

You were about to toss your phone back onto the bedside table, when the text alert went off again. You shot an exasperated look in his direction, but gamely checked the message.

Did you mean what you said before? About biting?

You glanced up at Nathan and saw that the sliver of a smile had taken over most of his face and his eyebrows had raised to emphasize his question.

You didn’t say anything. You didn’t text him back. You just nodded your head to the empty spot next to you in your bed.

You had a feeling you weren’t going to get any sleep tonight after all.

~end~

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Summary: You accidentally call Nathan something you shouldn't.

A/N: This is especially for @krakenkitty & @story-bored who asked for some fleshed out fics of my OI Characters Called 'Husband' By Accident Headcanons <3

Warnings: Fluff, teasing, swearing, pet names, marriage mention, reader having a bit of anxiety (but not too much), typos, not beta read, please let me know if I have missed a warning!

Word Count: 780

“Can I get you anything else while you wait?” The waiter asks.

You shake your head and smile back at him, “No, thank you, my husband and I are fine.” Your expression freezes as the words fall out of your mouth, but the waiter doesn’t seem to notice. 

He nods and steps back, walking to check in on the other customers. 

The restaurant was fancy. You’d tried to gently bully Nathan into one that wasn’t so snooty that you’d feel out of place. You’d got there, sort of. A rough compromise. Definitely less exclusive than the one he had first suggested. 

“Why would you feel out of place? We could buy the whole fucking city.”

“You can buy the whole city Nathan.”

“Same thing.” He shrugged.

“How is it the same thing?” 

“My money’s your money.” He had said it like it was common knowledge.

“Oh really? I’ll just go and buy a Van Gogh then, or something.” 

“Okay.” He had looked at you like you’d asked to borrow money for a coke. 

A good eighty percent of the time, you didn’t get him. 

Technically, you hadn’t been dating that long. And you had expected him to be more… guarded, especially with how his home was set up, secluded, in the wilderness with umpteen security and safety measures. 

Husband. Husband. Why the fuck had that sliped out?

You swallow, your mouth dry, and glance at him. He’s sitting opposite you, checking something on his phone. Which you don’t mind, he’d said he needed to reply to a couple of emails. 

Part of you knows it’s more than that. He doesn’t like being in public. It gets under his skin, makes his fingers itch and tense. Work feels comfortable. Safe. 

Still, he’d made an effort to go out while you were both in the city. Because he knew you wanted to. 

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fu-

Nathan places his hand palm up on the table, leaning forward at a slightly uncomfortable angle so it is as close to you as possible without him actually laying his own body on the wood. He’s got his phone on the other hand, still staring at the screen and typing. 

You pause, your thoughts continuing to stampede around in your skull. 

He flexes his fingers, making a soft grabby motion.

When you still don’t react he speaks, his voice soft. “Hand, please.” 

“What?” Your voice is hesitant, distracted. 

“Your hand.” He wiggles his fingers again until you put your hand in his. He squeezes you gently. “What’s up?” 

“Hmm?” 

“You’re upset.” He says, his eyes scanning his phone. 

You shake your head. 

“Worried then.”

“Nathan-”

“Do you hate it here?” He looks up at you as he runs his fingers over your skin. His gaze is sharp, cutting as it always is. Like he’s taking you apart in his mind and putting you back together. But it’s not awkward, uncomfortable. Instead, it’s oddly reassuring. 

You shake your head again. 

“Then what’s wrong?” 

“I…” You sigh, “I don’t know why I fucking said it, I said, I mean, I called you, to the waiter… I said…” You bite your lip. There was no point lying about it, Nathan would be able to tell in less than a microsecond if you weren’t telling the truth. “I called you ‘my husband’, I don’t fucking know why…” 

He keeps staring at you, keeps stroking your hand. A small frown pinches his features and anxiety squirms in your gut. “And?” 

“And?” 

“And?” He repeats, putting his phone down and taking your hand in both of his. He plays with your fingers absentmindedly. 

“And…” You glitch out for a moment. “Your…”

“Wait,” he smiles cheekily. “You’re panicked that you called me ‘your husband’?” 

You nod and he snorts. Part of you wants to kick him under the table. 

“Why are you bothered about that?” He pinches the tip of your middle finger and wiggles it back and forth.

“What?” You grab his wrist, digging your nails in a little to stop him. Not enough to cause any pain, but just enough that he can feel it. 

He flinches, grinning wildly, enjoying the sensation far too much. Just as you knew he would. “Why are you bothered that you called me your husband? I basically am?” 

That throws you. You pause, your mouth open. But all your words have evaporated into the ether. 

He watches you, still smiling. “You want a ring? I can get you a ring.” 

“Fuck off Nathan.” 

“Now, now,” he licks his bottom lip, excitement gleaming in his eyes and you know he’s about to be a little shit. “Is that any way to speak to your husband?” 

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A december writing challenge that I will try. If you want to send me one of Oscar Isaac’s characters and a day to write for, go ahead! If I don’t get any prompts, I will be writing my own choices. Ask me if you wanna be tagged!

Female reader or GN reader only please!

I’m more comfortable with female reader, but I can easily write gender neutral. Male reader, however, I am NOT comfortable writing for too many reasons to state here.

Just a warning, I’m not big on cities, so this will feature mainly rural/country settings.

Warning. There may be religious themes in some of these, which I will tag accordingly.

** indicates smut, both light and heavy.

Day 1 - Baking || Vanilla, sprinkles, and chocolate flavored kisses. (Richard Alonso Munoz x fem!reader)

Day 2 - Frozen Lake || Cold hands, Scarves, and Snow.(Duke Leto Atreides x fiancée!fem!reader) **

Day 3 - Hot Chocolate || Marshmallows, warm hands, and soft smiles.(Abel Morales x fem!reader)**

Day 4 - Cozy Cabin || Patterned rugs, soft blankets, and warm baths.( Santiago Garcia x wife!fem!reader)

Day 5 - Fire Places || Fuzzy socks, soft rugs, and hands intertwined.(Pt.2! Duke Leto Atreides x fiancée!fem!reader .sequel to You’re handsome with snowflakes in your beard.)**

Day 6 - Blanket Fort || Fluffy pillows, movies, and snacks(Modern!Poe Dameron x pregnant!fem!wife!reader)

Day 7 - Catching a cold  || Tissues, savory soup, and cuddles.(Llewyn Davis x fem!reader)

Day 8 - Snowed In || Candles, snow drifts, and quiet.(Mikael Boghosian x fem!reader)

Day 9 - Sledding || biting wind, cold noses, and laughter(Laurent Leclaire x fem!reader. Canon era.)

Day 10  - Winter Market || Murmuring crowds, rows of stalls, and the smell of food.(Blue Jones x gn!reader)

Day 11 - Snowball Fight || Heavy breathing, footprints in the snow, and warm hugs.( Richard Alonso Munoz x fem!reader. Part 2! sequel to Kisses of Chocolate.)

Day 12 - Lonely  || Gloomy skies, soft blankets, and a warm fire.

Day 13 - Warm Bath || Bubble bath, soft music, and gentle hands.

Day 14 - Homemade Meal/Cooking || Savory spices, hot meals, and family.

Day 15 - Sleigh Ride || Sleigh bells, foggy breath, and the smell of cedar.(Nathan Bateman x fem!reader)

Day 16 - Mistletoe || Warm lights, smoke, and friends.(Jonathan Levy x fem!reader)

Day 17 - Gingerbread || Icing on their cheek, smell of cinnamon, and playful kisses.

Day 18 - Sunsets || Golden hour, towering pine trees, and warm coats.

Day 19 - Movie Nights || Laughter, snacks, and cuddles.

Day 20 - Hiking || Rough ground, crisp morning air, and sunrises.

Day 21 - Sweaters || Cozy feelings, goosebumps, and comforting hands.

Day 22 - Unique Traditions || Smiles, acceptance, and making memories.

Day 23 - Proposal || Nerves, candles, and a tasty meal.

Day 24 - Holiday Traffic || Car horns, comforting words, and snow.

Day 25 - Lazy Mornings || Soft blankets, familiar arms, and the morning light.

Day 26 -Furry Friends || Shining eyes, the pitter - patter of paws, and that fuzzy feeling in your chest.

Day 27 - Roasting Marshmallows || Roaring bonfires, laughter of friends, and gooey marshmallows.

Day 28 - Huddle for Warmth || Warm bodies, steady breaths, and comforting feelings.

Day 29 - Holiday Lights || Holiday music, bright colors, and joy.

Day 30 - Fireworks || Loud booms, sparkling light, and a breathtaking kiss.

Day 31 - Wild Card || write anything you want!(Victoriano ‘El Catorce’ Ramirez x fem!reader)

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❌ dark(er) fic

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Star Wars

Jango Fett

Just a simple man - Jango Fett x half alien!Reader

Meeting • Trust • Stay 🔥🧸 • Life 🔥🧸 • Death⚡

You save him and he shows you there is more to life than fighting...

Speak Freely (epilogue of Just a simple man) ⚡🧸 - Boba Fett x half alien!Reader

Summary: Boba hasn't spoken Mando'a since the death of his father...

Darth Maul

Marvel

Bucky Barnes

True Love’s Kiss - **Steve x Bucky, **(Steve x Natasha) 🔥⚡🧸

Summary: The King of Northern America is engaged to the beautiful Princess Natasha of the Russian Empire, too bad he is falling for someone else…

Happily Ever After (part 2 of TLK) - **Steve x Bucky, **(Steve x Natasha) ❌🔥⚡🧸

Summary: Wanda returns to have her revenge...

Steve Rogers

True Love’s Kiss _ - **Steve x Bucky, **(Steve x Natasha)_ 🔥⚡🧸

Summary: The King of Northern America is engaged to the beautiful Princess Natasha of the Russian Empire, too bad he is falling for someone else…

Happily Ever After (part 2 of TLK) - **Steve x Bucky, **(Steve x Natasha) ❌🔥⚡🧸

Summary: Wanda returns to have her revenge...

Tony Stark

Doctor Strange

Pietro Maximoff

Erik Killmonger

Loki

Elektra

Casual fun - Elektra x Reader

Summary: Riding high on adrenaline, you find something else to ride too…

Matt Murdock

X-Men

Erik Lehnsherr

Charles Xavier

Remy LeBeau

Apocalypse

Lord of the Rings

Thranduil

Legolas

Haldir

Éomer

Foundation

Brother Day

Day & Night - Brother Day x Reader ❌🔥⚡🧸

Summary: You can't resist a challenge and what could be more daring than changing the fate of an Empire but you didn't calculate with the obstinate nature of Day...

Taboo

James Keziah Delaney

Triple Frontier

Will Miller

Dog Soldiers series (Love, Death & Robots - Shape-Shifters AU)

Part 1 - Santiago 'Pope' Garcia

Part 2 - William 'Ironhead' Miller

Part 3 - Benny Miller

Benny Miller

Little Miller - Benny Miller x Will's BFF!Reader 🔥

Summary: You are Will's new bestie and everyone (except the two of you) thinks you're gonna end up together but your love-hate relationship with his lil' bro takes an interesting turn when you find out his call sing, that they never actually use...

Dog Soldiers series (Love, Death & Robots - Shape-Shifters AU)

Part 1 - Santiago 'Pope' Garcia

Part 2 - William 'Ironhead' Miller

Part 3 - Benny Miller

Gentlemen

Raymond Smith

A deal is a deal - Ray Smith x half Asian!Reader

Bribing • The Offer • Deal • Business🔥⚡ • Pleasure 🔥🧸 •  All’s fair... 🧸 

Summary: You make an offer and you get yourself a Ray of Sunshine with the deal...

King Arthur - Legend of the Sword

King Arthur

All Hallows Eve - King Arthur x mage!Reader ⚡🧸

Summary: Staying at the castle, you train Arthur so he can wield the sword properly. When All Hallows Eve arrives, the dead wants to be heard…

The Legend of his Queen (part 2 of AHE) - King Arthur x mage!Reader ⚡🔥🧸

Summary: You fell in love with the King, even though you knew his destiny was to fall for someone else...

Good Omens

Crowley

Aziraphale

Vikings

Ragnar

Ubbe

Ivar

Mayans MC

Bishop Losa

I know what day it is - Bishop x Reader (season 3 episode 6 spoilers) ⚡🧸

Summary: On the anniversary of his son's death everything seems to align against him but you want to be there for him if he would just let you...

Angel's crush - Bishop x tattoo artist!Reader (season 3 episode 6 spoilers) ⚡🔥🧸

Summary: Angel keeps rambling about the artist who made his new tattoo at the latest Vegas run and even Bishop is intrigued by her...

One King - Bishop x vampire!Reader (Night Teeth AU) 🔥⚡

Summary: The vampire leaders of LA and Vegas are being killed off, you arrive to stop a war between the peace-keepers and the vamps and form an unlikely alliance with Bishop, one of the leaders of the human gangs...

Bishop with an anxious/shy/quiet SO 🔥⚡🧸

Bishop x cartel ‘princess’!Reader headcanon 🔥⚡🧸

Teen Wolf

Derek Hale

Chris Argent

Enola Holmes

Sherlock Holmes

Bride (to lover) - Sherlock Holmes x Reader 🔥⚡🧸

Summary: A marriage of convenience. You never expected it to be anything else…

Narnia

Caspian

*Dating the Darkling / Billy Russo / Logan Delos / Caspian / +Sirius Black headcanon 🔥⚡🧸

Witcher

Geralt

Vilgefortz

Darkness Within series - Vilgefortz x Calanthe's daughter!Reader ❌🔥⚡

Summary: He found you when your mother sentenced you to death, he took you in and taught you everything you know, then he found out just how special you are...

Game of Thrones

Robb Stark

Tyrion Lannister

Star Trek

Khan

Spock

Bones

James Bond (No Time to Die)

Paloma

The Enemy of My Enemy - Paloma x Villain!Reader 🔥⚡

Summary: Your relationship with her is complicated but you have to take aside your differences because Bond needs you both to save the world this time...

Harry Potter (Marauders/Fantastic Beasts )

Sirius Black

*Dating the Darkling / Billy Russo / Logan Delos / Caspian / +Sirius Black headcanon 🔥⚡🧸🤍

Percival Graves

Westworld

Logan Delos

*Dating the Darkling / Billy Russo / Logan Delos / Caspian / +Sirius Black headcanon 🔥⚡🧸

Venom

Eddie/Venom

*Misery loves company - Venom x Reader x Eddie 

Summary: You harbour Eddie's fugitive ass and put up living with the dysfunctional couple because you became friends with Venom after he saved your life.

Peaky Blinders

Alfie Solomons

Foreplay - Alfie Solomons x Reader (x Tommy Shelby)

Summary: Three players, one game. You are not really interested in their schemes but that wicked man tempts you to reconsider.

Bet the Pot - chef!Alfie x manager!Reader (modern!au) - Part 1

Summary: Alfie is stirring you up and enticing you into a bet…

Bet the Pot - chef!Alfie x manager!Reader (modern!au) - Part 2

Summary: You’ve lost the bet so it’s time to collect his reward…

Encore - Alfie Solomons x Opera Singer!Reader

Summary: Tommy is writing that final act for Alfie and you happen to be a part of it…

Tommy Shelby

[my-secret-shame-but-fanfiction]

I was watching bloopers for the show Midcentury Modern with Nathan Lane today (so funny, 100% recommend!) and he was struggling and fumbling with a bottle until finally bursting out with, “WHO CHILDPROOFED THE VODKA?!”

That made me think, what would Nathan Bateman do if you childproofed all his liquor bottles? 👀😂

I AM SNORTING OVER THIS!!!!! CHILD PROOF HIS ASS!

Added Bonus

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

Warnings: Swearing, Nathan being a grump and a shit, not beta read, please let me know if I have missed a warning!

Word Count: 462

“What the fuck?!” 

You hear the yell halfway across the house and take a moment to savour it as you smile, before you go back to your work. You hit the keys of your computer with a sense of self satisfaction that you’d shy away from in any other circumstance. 

Nathan’s footsteps thump along the hallway, practically rattling the frames and shelves on the walls. It’s funny almost, how over the top he’s being, how much of a tantrum he’s throwing. And you’re relishing it. 

He opens your office door without knocking, but he doesn’t fling it wide, doesn’t let it smack into the wall. 

“Did you fucking baby proof my vodka?” 

“Hmm?” You don’t look up from your screen, but you’re unable to hide the glee in your voice.

“Why the fuck did you baby proof my vodka?” He marches into the room, scowling at you and holding the glass bottle in front of him. 

“Did what to your what now?” 

He lets out a low groan of frustration and then pushes the vodka bottle between you and your screen. 

You scowl, noticing the smell of alcohol and the obviously broken top. “Did you smash it open?” 

“Did you baby proof it?” 

“Did you put that virus on my computer last week?” 

“It wasn’t a virus, it was a puzzle.” He gives you a look like you’ve asked him if he has three heads. “It was meant to be fun.” 

You raise an eyebrow at him and then gesture to the bottle in his hand with your chin. “It was a puzzle. It was meant to be fun.” 

His frown deepens, but he bites his lips together. This surprises you, you were expecting a snide moment at the least. 

He sits on the edge of your desk and watches you intently as he tilts his head back and pours a large slosh of vodka into his mouth. He leaves a gap, making sure the broken edge doesn’t touch his lips. 

“You’re gonna cut yourself.” 

“And whose fault is that?” 

“Yours. For drinking it like that.” 

His scowl deepens. “Why did you do that?” 

You can’t resist. “Do what?” 

“Baby proof it!”

“Are you mad that I baby proofed it, or are you mad that you couldn’t work out how to open it?” 

He opens his mouth and then stops. “Shut up.” He mutters. 

“What was that?” You put your hand to your ear. 

“I’m gifted in other ways.” He pouts, and you chuckle. 

“You sure are.” You lightly pinch his cheek until he pulls away, grumbling. You pause for a moment. “I didn’t intend to piss you off that much.” 

He nods, shifting a little closer to you. 

“That was just an added bonus.” 

He pulls a face, and you laugh. 

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[my-secret-shame-but-fanfiction]

give me anything nathan i beg

Of course! (I'm sorry this has taken 1000 years)

Fucking Nuisance

Nathan Bateman x gn!Reader • Rating: 18+ pals Masterlist• ao3• want to be tagged? | request info • Trine Masterlist • ko-fi •

Summary: Nathan is irratating.

Warnings: Nathan being a little shit, swearing, implied build up to sexy times/oral sex, typos, not beta read, please let me know if I have missed a warning!

Word Count: 477

“How long’s it been now?” 

“Shut up Nathan.” You don’t look up at him, just keep staring at your laptop screen. You were going to work it out. You had to - even if it was just so that you could wipe that stupid, smug smirk off his face. 

“Nearly three hours?” You can hear the grin in his voice as he leans over your shoulder to look at your progress. 

“Didn’t I tell you to ‘shut up’?” Your words have no malice in them, but you’re not sure how much longer you can play nice and not take a bite out of him. 

He breathes in deeply and whistles, “I mean, I thought you’d be further along by now…” 

“Nathan,” you turn your head to look at him as you speak. There’s a slight growl in your voice and he beams as he steps backwards and stands up straight. 

Maybe he thought you were going to bite him. 

He holds his hands up in fake surrender. “Don’t you want helpful tips?” 

You give him a glare that only serves to heighten his pleasure. “Do you have any? I thought you were just here to piss me off?” 

“The problem is, you’re too stressed.”

“Fuck off.” 

“See,” he holds out his hand so that from his point of view your chin rests on his palm. “Stressed.” 

“That’s because of you.” 

“Then let me help alleviate it.” He bats his eyelashes at you, obviously taking the piss. 

“So you’re going to leave then? Good.” You turn back to the laptop, letting your annoyance fester and solidify into anger. 

He’s still, and blissfully quiet for a moment, until you hear him take a step. At first, you think he is actually, for once in his life, doing something someone else asked him to and leaving the room - giving you space to think. But instead, he moves closer, just entering your peripheral vision. 

However he doesn’t say anything, doesn’t continue to gloat and fuss and make a fucking nuisance of himself. 

Instead, he bizarrely crouches down and goes to shuffle under the desk. 

“What the fuck?” You turn your chair to face him and he stops, one hand on the wooden edge and gives you the sleaziest but also somehow most honest smile you have ever seen. 

“Gonna help you relax.” 

You frown, “Are you high?” 

He lightly touches your knee with his warm hand, slowly running it higher up your thigh. He stops just short of the edge of the start of your hip as he gently falls to his knees between your legs.

You swallow as he looks up at you with soft, wide eyes. 

He keeps watching you intently for any sign of refusal as he lightly glides the tips of his fingers to the waistband of your trousers, quirks an eyebrow up at you and leans closer. 

Thank you for reading!

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