#shy goggles anon

[oh-hey-squid-game-vore]

While I'm working on your request and wondering how to send it, what kind of pred do you think m4sk is? -shy goggles anon

you can send the link to wherever you post it on anon, or you can submit it? i think anon submissions are a thing (and if they arent you can still do that! I'll copy/paste the submission if you want me to post it and ill add stuff at the end ^^^

as for what kind of pred mask would be? he'd probably be a little teasing (not nearly as much as aloha HSBDS) and fear-inducing but he doesn't really mean to be; he's kind of oblivious to the fact that he is. he does care about his prey, though! just wants em to be safe.

[aka-indulgence]

I know this blog is mostly Sans centered but like, have you ever heard of Francis Mosses (The Milkman) from That's Not My Neighbor?

What do you think of him? :3

Oooooh, never heard of him or the game! I can’t find much info on him online though :/ I see art of him though, he has that dead-inside look in his eyes that is Somehow attractive… but I got no idea what his deal is.

I’m interested though, if you’ve got some info on him, like… what does he do, why is he special in game? and whats his Vibes

He has “secret murderer with a soft side” vibes based off that one image of him with blood stains (which I assume based off the game’s premise isn’t the actual guy? but yknow,)

[zoeykallus]

Hi there! I was the anon who asked for the figure skating headcanons ashile back, which I loved btw they were so sweet, the content was immaculate as per usual 💖💕 I saw your post about Tech and it gave me this idea for a one-shot with him that I think would be really cute (if you're willing of course) where the reader notices he has a bad habit of getting too focused on his work so he hasn't eaten in a while so reader makes him lunch and then feeds him and it becomes a little thing for them that Tech starts to really looks forward to and I just wanna take care of him 😭💕

Aloha!

This is indeed a cute idea, and I'm sure Tech is exactly like that, getting hyperfocused with work and neglecting himself and everything else. Let's help that poor guy out...

Tech x Reader One-Shot - Loving Care

Mostly Fluff

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Ko-Fi (If you feel like giving me some coffee)

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>Masterlist<

When you enter the machine room, Tech is lying among tools and machine parts. His helmet rests on the floor next to a toolbox. There is a smear of grease on his face, his expression focused, almost dogged. You watch them for a little while, he hasn't noticed you yet. He's been busy with repairs again for hours. Wrecker had to take the helm on the last mission, and some pretty rough maneuvering and a few enemy encounters had blown a system or two. Tech was determined to fix everything as quickly as possible. You hear him sighing over and over, screwing and soldering away at open circuits, but Tech doesn't seem to be making much progress, he looks dissatisfied. He mumbles softly to himself, "I know it's irrational, but I feel like this machine is mocking me" "You're doing it again," you say gently. He blinks in surprise, looks up and adjusts his goggles with two fingers. "Hello dear. What am I doing again?" You smile, sit down on the floor next to him and say, "Working too much. You forget everything around you, eating and drinking too." You hand him the water bottle you brought him.

"Have a drink." "Oh, thanks, I'm really thirsty," Tech says, accepting the bottle. "I'm not surprised." He drinks almost half the bottle before handing it back to you. He sits up, pulls out a circuit board and continues working while sitting down. He doesn't even notice the plate you brought. "Open your mouth" "Wha- hmmnpf" You shove the sandwich you made him into his mouth, with all his favorite ingredients, the edges cut off. "Take a bite," you say, demanding. Tech does as he's told. Laughing softly, you say, "Now chew, darling." He blinks, but starts chewing and as if on cue, his stomach growls. He enjoys the bite, you can tell. "Thank you, that's very thoughtful," he says as he swallows the bite. You let him keep taking bites of the sandwich as he continues to work until it's gone. Then you slide some fruit after it, all fresh and finely sliced, peeled just the way he likes it. "Vitamins, when you work that hard, you have to feed your body accordingly" Tech smiles, his shy little smile and says, "I have to agree with you on that one"

In the coming days, you do the same thing over and over again. Make him food, feed him, make sure he drinks enough. Wrecker, who witnesses this, looks at you pouting. "Where's my sandwich? I need someone to feed me too." You laugh and push a plate into his hand. "Here, I made you one too" Wrecker beams, thanks you with a grin, and retreats back to his bunk with the plate. One night you're running later than usual. Tech is in the middle of work, but he senses immediately that something is different. Hunger and thirst finally make themselves known, and he automatically looks up to see where you are. Frowning, he climbs out from between the machines and is about to go check when you enter the machine room. He smiles with relief when he sees you with lunch and a water bottle. "There you are," he says with relief. You laugh softly and say, "You've obviously gotten used to my caring already." Tech sits back down to his work and says, "I hope you don't mind" "Not at all, I like taking care of you" Tech smirks with satisfaction, "And I enjoy it to the fullest"

While you're feeding him, he suddenly looks up and gives you a searching look. "Am I taking care of you enough?" he asks suddenly, frowning uncertainly, "I don't want this to be one-sided or for you to feel neglected." You look at him, puzzled at first, but then you smile. You ask him, "Who brings me my caf in the morning?" "Um, that's me," he says directly. "Who fluffs my pillow every night before I lie down". "That's me too" Slowly, a smile appears on his face. "Who takes care of me when I'm hurt or sick". "Me of course" "Who helps me with the groceries" "Mostly me, but sometimes Wrecker". You laugh softly. "But you understand what I'm getting at, don't you?" you ask, amused. Tech nods, kisses your cheek and says with a relieved contented sigh, "We make a good team, don't we?" "We really do"

[nahoney22]

Hello!!!!! I love your works❤🩷💖, specifically the ones about Tech. Could I request a TechxFem!reader fluff and smutty fic thats NSFW with the prompt: "..." "..." "do you want to kiss?" "Yeah."

Prompt List Celebration 3000 Followers

Tech X F!Reader

word count: 1.5k

NSFW

Prompt: “…” “…” “Do you want to kiss?” “Yeah.”

warnings: NSFW, 18+ only. Strong suggestive themes, female reader wearing a dress, mutual pining, friends to lovers, kisses. Borderline public displays of affection.

authors note: as always, sorry for the wait anon. 😚

Pabu truly was one of the most beautiful places you had ever visited. And all thanks to Phee, you were certainly not shy about calling this place ‘home’.

The atmosphere was jubilant as you all ventured to a bar with a breathtaking view of the ocean for a drink, and by chance, you found yourself sliding into a booth next to Tech.

Hunter and Wrecker had gone to fetch drinks, while Omega had dashed off to have fun with her newfound friend and other youngsters in the area. As for you, you reveled in the soothing music and pleasant company.

“How are you enjoying it here?" Tech turned to you, and the fluttering feeling in the pit of your stomach was unavoidable. His gaze upon you was tender yet filled with intrigue, and a faint smile danced upon the corner of his lips.

Truthfully it was hard to pinpoint the exact moment these emotions had emerged, but they had taken hold fast. Very fast. He had always been attentive to you, and as the sun bathed him in a radiant glow, you couldn't help but melt in front of him.

"I love it," you replied eventually, hoping he hadn't noticed you gawking at him, "it's what Omega needs. What we all need."

Tech hummed in response, glancing around. "Indeed, it is a delightful environment for us to seek refuge in."

You rolled your eyes playfully and nudged him. "Come on, let loose tonight. Don't think like a soldier."

Once again, he directed his gaze towards you and adjusted his goggles. "I am unsure of what you mean."

"Loosen up," you stated, your eyes gleaming with tenderness and mischievousness. "Just relax."

"But I am a soldier, and our group has faced arduous times. It is only rational to remain vigilant," he responded logically. A tinge of guilt washed over you for expecting him to act as if everything were perfect.

"I understand," you nodded. "But let's celebrate tonight. It's good to momentarily forget about our troubles." Your gaze swept across the bar and landed on some dancers. "Why don't you go dance?"

Tech's eyes widened at your suggestion, shaking his head. "Dancing is not my strong suit. Moreover, I prefer not to make a fool of myself," he admitted with a chuckle. "Why don't you go and dance?"

"I'd rather stay and chat with you. I enjoy your company," you replied with confidence, observing Tech's surprised expression.

"Truly?" he questioned.

You tilted your head, offering a warm smile. "Of course, Tech. I... I always enjoy our conversations."

You could almost see his thoughts racing behind his eyes, deliberating on what to say or not to say. "I appreciate that sentiment, and I must admit that I also enjoy every interaction we share," he replied slowly, ensuring that his words flowed smoothly, as your captivating gaze had entranced him.

A mischievous grin spreads across your face as a blush creeps up your neck in response to his considerate words. "Is that so?" you tease, turning to face him more directly, your leg playfully nudging against his own.

Momentarily startled by the sudden contact, he freezes, but you remain oblivious. "I was contemplating how pleasant the weather is and how different it is for me to see you in a dress," he confesses, his eyes subtly traversing your form, thoroughly enjoying the sight before him.

Glancing down at the dress you're wearing, you let out a soft hum. "Yeah, it's a bit of a difference from our usual attire, but I wanted a change. The fabric feels good too," you reply nonchalantly, lifting your gaze to meet his eyes as you notice his quick flicker of gaze from your chest back to your eyes. Your heart rate quickens slightly, wondering if he had admired you like that before without your awareness. Yet, you decide not to overthink it. "I see you're sporting a new shirt too."

Once again, he adjusts his goggles and swallows hard, summoning a modicum of courage. "Would it be inappropriate for me to ask if I could feel the fabric?" he inquires, his voice tinged with curiosity.

Your eyes widen, a curious expression taking hold. "Only because it's rare to come across new materials," he adds hastily, though you're not entirely convinced. Nevertheless, you see no harm in indulging his request.

"Sure, go ahead," you reply, accompanied by a gentle giggle. You watch as Tech raises his hand toward you, half expecting him to touch the small strap on your shoulder. However, to your surprise, a small gasp of astonishment is stifled as his hand lands on your waist, gently exploring the fabric between his fingertips.

Noticing him inhale sharply, you find yourself controlling your own breathing as he murmurs, "You're right, this material feels exquisite against the skin. Perfect for this climate..." His words trail off, but his hand remains in place.

You can only hum in agreement, afraid that any spoken word might shatter the spell and cause him to withdraw his touch.

Amidst the fading sounds of music, chatter, and clinking glasses, your gaze remains fixed on him as his hand slowly trails down from your waist to your thigh, where the dress rides up slightly.

"You look beautiful," he utters under his breath, and for a moment, you're not certain if you heard him correctly. But as he finally meets your gaze, his eyes intense and resolute, any doubts dissipate.

"Thank you," you whisper, your eyes locked on his.

"I sincerely hope you don't mind me touching you like this," he asks, his thumb brushing softly against your bare thigh, sending a shiver through your core.

Shaking your head, words failing you momentarily, you manage to exhale shakily, "Not at all... you could even..."

"Even what, my dear?" The endearing term sends warmth tingling through your skin, granting you the courage to continue.

"You could even come closer, if you'd like."

He smirks, an alluring expression that exudes charm. Smoothly, he nestles closer to you, practically hip to hip, his hand still resting on your leg. "Is this proximity to your liking?" he speaks in a low tone, as if the entire bar and its patrons have disappeared from both of your minds.

"Perfect," you respond, matching his smirk and slowly placing a hand on his chest, your fingertips gently tracing the fabric of his shirt. "I must say, your shirt is made of rather nice material as well."

His fingers flex against your thigh, a deep sigh escaping his lips as your hand moves to his arm, gliding up and down his well-defined skin.

The tension between you is palpable, your faces closer to each other than ever before. It feels as if time has slowed down, and you thrive in the closeness. You yearn to inhale deeply, taking in his intoxicating scent, but the skin-on-skin contact consumes your attention entirely.

Silence hangs in the air, charged with anticipation.

“…”

“…”

"Do you want to kiss?" he asks, his words so soft that they could have been a dream. Yet, his gaze shifts from your lips to your eyes and back to your lips, filled with a star-struck wonder.

"Yeah," you reply, your voice equally hushed.

His free hand comes to the side of your neck, pulling you in close as his lips meet yours in a passionate dance. The whole galaxy around you fades away as you surrender to the firmness of his touch, moving in perfect harmony. Ignoring any possible onlookers, you revel in the intensity of the moment. A table conveniently shields the view of your legs, concealing the fact that the moan escaping your lips is a result of Tech's teasing hand sliding up under your dress.

"I don't think the others will return with our drinks anytime soon," you whisper against his lips, earning a mere chuckle.

"Then I suppose we should find a more secluded spot to further explore this endeavor?" he suggests and against all expectations he performs a bold and uncharacteristic action on his part. He trails his tongue along your lower lip, leaving you yearning for more, practically begging him to do it again.

“That’s the best idea I’ve heard all day.” You grin and watch as he stands, taking your hand and dragging you out the bar to a serene and beautiful area where he was 100% certain nobody would find you both.

Once alone, you’re pushed up against a wall that was shrouded with colorful flowers, overlooking the ocean, the sun setting on you both as Tech’s hands travel under your dress, cupping your aching, warm sex as he assaults your neck with glorious kisses. “I can not begin to tell you how much I have wanted to do this. To touch you,” he sighs, licking a stripe against your neck before dominating your lips, “to have you.”

“Then don't tell me,” you moan, head tilting back as his lips move to your exposed collarbones and chest, melting as his hand begins to rub against your damp panties, “just show me.”

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[echos-girlfriend]

I know the is weird request and you totally don’t have to do it, but maybe you could do an AU where tbb and the reader are in high school? An Echo x reader of course

Howdy!

I actually love this idea! And as I was writing this I thought about making this a small series! If you would ike it to that is.

Hope you like it anon! 💙💜🤍

(Also to clarify my HS had a vocational center where I learned and earned my college course completion in Graphic Design & Interactive Media.. they also had culinary class and I thought that echo would totally do culinary class sooo. Here’s this fic)

Culinary Class

Echo x reader

Master list

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You take the only empty seat in your culinary class.. which is next to a cyborg. A cute cyborg and you too become friends quickly

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(Somewhat Modern au, With SW universe elements. Echo has a cybernetic hand)

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You walked into the classroom and saw that the desks were two students with a sink and small stove in between them.

There was one last open seat. In the back of the class next to a boy. You slowly sat down and the boy looked at you.

You gave him a small smile and wave. You swore his brow furrowed and his cheeks turned pink. He waved back slightly.

“My names (-) . What’s yours?”

“I’m echo..”

“Wait? Is your brother Crosshair?”

“Yeah.. w-why?”

“I sit next to him in math. He hates it”

“Pfft.. sounds like Crosshair.. so. Do you like cooking?”

“Yes. Although I’m not very good at it”you giggled

Echo chuckled and put his hands.. well arms together. You then saw that he had cybernetic hand. He must’ve saw you looking at it and when to hide it.. he must be self conscious you thought because he then started to try and cover the attachment on his head.

“It’s ok.. I have those ports too. on the back of my head”

You lifted your hair and echo saw two small ports right under your hair line above your neck.

“I was in an accident and I hit my head on a metal bar.”

“I was. I had an accident too”

You nodded and didn’t pressure him into talking. The Galaxy could be cruel..

“What time do you have lunch?”

You asked gently.

“After 3rd period”

“Me too”

“My brothers do too.. maybe you would like to meet them?”

“Of course I would!”

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After class had ended you both went onto your 3rd period classes.

“See you at lunch echo”

“See you then”

You made your way to the restrooms and couldn’t hold in your excitement.

“Oh my gosh he’s so adorable!!”

You then got yourself together and went onto 3rd period.

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“Hello echo.”

You sat next to him at the table. He smiled at you.

“My brothers should be here soon.”

And a few minutes later the rest of his brothers arrive one by one. You started to feel nervous. Especially about the super tall one.

“Who’s this echo?”

The one with goggles looked at you curiously.

“This is my new friend. We have culinary class together”

“Hahahaha! You took a cookin class?!”

“Wrecker. Don’t be rude.. I’m hunter.. and that is wrecker.. Crosshair and tech.”

“Oh trust me I know who Crosshair is. We sir next to each other in math”

Crosshair rolled his eyes and sulked.

“It’s nice to meet you all.”

“Like wise.. I’m grateful echo has a new friend.. he’s rather shy”

Echo’s brows furrowed and his face turned pink. You giggled and smiled at him. You could tell this friendship was going to make your school year better.

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[boston-babies]

Hello Mod im new and I want to interact with the family but I’m too shy to not be on anon lol am I not allowed to post pictures if I’m anon?

/// Sorry to poke my nose in, but I just wanted to say you don't have to be shy! Everyone is very welcoming, and Barbie made this a safe place 💖

Also, if you want to send in pictures for the family, but as anon, you can try sending the link of the image!

I used to do this before because I, too, am a shy person (believe it or not, you guys! 😂)

Here is an example:

I would goggle an image and click on 'open image in new tab'

When just the image opens up in a new tab, all you do is copy the link on top!

And paste the link on the ask. Like this :

https://cdn.britannica.com/28/215028-050-94E9EA1E/American-actor-Chris-Evans-2019.jpg

You can use the linking feature on tumblr if you want everyone to be able to look at the image.

I hope this helps anon! We'd love to interact with you 😁💖 -CC

{💖💖💖💖}

[bisluthq]

I have been wondering a lot lately how many people in Taylor's life actually stand up to her and tell her I think you did a mistake, I think you could have done this better. For her sake I do hope she has them, because I cannot imagine how insufferable one person would be if everyone in her life acts like a fan and treats everything she does has the next big thing. Like how do you evolve as a person if you don't have anyone pushing you to do better?

I mean Andrea and Scott did that when she was younger and obviously still do on business decisions - whether she listens or not now idk but I think they do say when they disagree and she does hear them out - but Andrea’s blood sister is just shy of like us needing to ask where tf she was on January 6th lol and they’re all close af and Scott is a hectic fiscal Republican so I don’t know that anyone challenges her on sociopolitical issues. Joe prob did a bit (no, previous anon - you absolute fucking moron, I don’t think a private school upper middle class white boy from North London who spent 6.5 years flying around on private jets is the wokest white man ever or even in like the top 50% of them lol but I think as someone who was raised in a Labour voting family with political relatives, a feminist mother and an activism adjacent father, and having gone to liberal unis for liberal arts degrees, he is probably more “woke” than 99% of the people Taylor regularly talks to, which is a judgment on Taylor and her social circle not a compliment to Joe lol). Travis might also challenge her when he stops thinking the sun shines out her ass quite as hard as he does rn due to his honeymoon goggles on. I think let’s hope she keeps dating guys with decent politics and they can sorta encourage her to be a bit better lol because I do honestly think that unless you’re sticking her dick in her she doesn’t give a fuck what you think lol. She’s too girlboss for that.

[peacesmith]

I want more kendrick lore (pls pls pls) -✨anon

sighs and pulls out my big book of character lore

listen, kendrick's lore is NOT finished, but I guess I have things I can tell you about him

kendrick's full name is Kendrick Sebastian Scott Braulio, even though 'Scott-Braulio' has a hyphen, he never uses it. and most of the time he uses his dad's last name since his dad is a very powerful man in the business world, but on occasion he'll use Braulio or Scott-Braulio

Kendrick is the middle child out of five kids, although he's the least liked out of all of his siblings, mostly given he's not into the whole business aspect. actually aspiring to be more of a soccer player (thanks to his mom)

but the main reason he's hated even by his siblings was the fact that he was bisexual, and they did not like that.

but let's move on from that shall we? let's talk about his boyfriend!

his name is Bjarki Andersson, he's icelandic. in all honesty, Kendrick thought he was rude when he first met him, turns out, he was just shy.

given that he was a foreign student, he was tasked to tutor him and help with his english. and they fell in love blah blah blah, kept their relationship a secret, he found out Bjarki is a big cuddly guy yeah yeah cute stuff.

so anyways as I've mentioned in my last post, Kendrick wanted o do soccer, but after he quit, he chose something else. engineering.

He was always making gadgets and whatnot, especially for Bjarki. and once Bjarki found out, he took matters into his own hands.

so he made Kendrick those infamous goggles he wears now. kendrick hasn't taken them off ever since, especially after their tragic departure, Bjarki will always have a giant whole in his heart, just like Kendrick has one in his heart

[13tinysocks]

hiii!!! i feel like you have good taste so i was wondering if you have any toby fic recs? or any other character in general if you don't have any! sorry for bothering u btw and i hope you're doing well!!! loved syg btw i think about it often <333

Glad you like our work and you're very sweet im going to lovingly hold you like a mini pumpkin.

Sorry but I'm ultra picky and haven't read much fic as of late. I do have some fics that I thought were fun reads but neither are really romance.

This one's my favorite fanfic, hands down. It's a good read. Playing Favorite's is a dark fic, very much a thriller survival sorta deal. It's one sided romantically. This take on Toby is pretty abusive and assholeish. I really liked how they wrote Tim and Brian- Took some traits from this and put em into syg.

There's a few more fics with Toby I've enjoyed or am very nostalgic for, Hooded Husbands, Sand In The Hourglass, Toby fic classics if you ask me.

HH - direct insp behind syg. More classic than Chains imo.

Sith - pre-proxy to proxy Toby fic (I never finished since I've got the attention span of a peanut) The author's recently re-emerged and has talked about doing a rewrite. This and the last are very old and written by younger folks.

As for one that's longer that I enjoyed reading is:

Fun read despite it not being finished and I don't think it ever will be. You're going on a camping trip with your buds them boom proxies who are creepily obsessed with you. The pitfall of this one is it ends up how a lotta yandere fics do- there's no reason for attraction behind smth shallow and you can only go so far before you hit a wall.

If you're still lookin for something might I shamelessly push You'll Catch Your Death- Bee and I's other proxy fic. Its only 400 pages and not into the face suckin yet but we're getting there. Absolute dark fic that deals a lot with mental illness, codependence, obsession, and the consequences of forcing yourself to grow up too fast. We're just starting to get into the real meat of the fic so feel free to hop on for the ride.

[oh-hey-squid-game-vore]

a oneshot submitted by the Shy Goggles Anon!!!

beware regular folks, there be vore here

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Here's your request! Again sorry how long it took since it took me a while to think of what to write hopefully im on anon as well

Aloha had no clue what to do, knowing fully well of his circumstances. 

He somehow had turned tiny, something he never would have imagined. The question was how? Not to mention how cold he was starting to get. Even though he didn't mind the cold weather, he was much colder now that he's this small!

Deciding his decisions, Aloha decided to sneak around the base he shared with the other S4 leaders. He was hoping no one would find him like this, he would be embarrassed if anyone saw him like this. Who knew what could happen too if someone found him!

Speaking of someone.

Aloha started to hear footsteps, not knowing whose footsteps they belong to. Aloha didn't want to take any chances of being seen right now, so using his strength, he quickly climbed the small shelf they had at the base to try to hide in there.

Well, it was small before he shrunk!

Finally climbing up, he hid behind one of the books that were lying there. He was hoping no one would find him as he peek out of his hiding spot, seeing a familiar cyan inkling looking back at him.

Mask had no idea how Aloha shrunk, seeing the tiny inkling looking right at him, that was until he heard footsteps behind him “Have you found him yet?” Mask had heard Skull say, before grabbing Aloha from his hiding spot.

Mask hid Aloha in his hands, before he answered Skull. “I don't know where he's at. He hasn't answered his phone either.” He could feel Aloha squirming in his hand, pretty sure he was trying to break free from his grasp. He decided to head to his room, before closing the door.

Now he could think what he can do, as he opened his fist to pick up Aloha with his other hand. “Hey! Let me go Mask or else” he heard Aloha say, rolling his eyes a bit. “Or else what Aloha? It seems you're in a little predicament right now” Mask said, lifting up his mask 

“I do wonder, hmm” Mask said, before a small idea came to mind. Without warning, he soon lifts Aloha above his face, getting a rather concerned look from the tiny inkling. “Mask? What are you going to do?” Aloha asked, getting stared at for a bit, until he realized what he was going to do as soon as Mask had opened his mouth, Aloha starting down towards his gaping mouth. “Don't you dare!” Aloha yelled, but was ignored by Mask as he was lowered towards his gaping maw, getting enclosed in Mask’s mouth. He felt himself getting licked by Mask, pushing, or at least tried to, Mask’s tongue away from him. “Ugh, that's gross!”

Mask thought that was enough teasing before he tilted his head back, swallowing Aloha, following the small bulge until it disappeared. With a satisfied sigh, he put his hand on his stomach to make sure he didn't actually hurt Aloha.

Aloha felt himself sliding back towards Mask’s throat, with him trying so hard not to, only for his legs to slip in, getting squished and pulled into Mask’s throat. He started to struggle a bit before sliding into Mask’s stomach, soft gurgles were heard all around him. How dare Mask eat him! Without any warning at all, Aloha got up, harshly started to kick Mask’s stomach.

Mask was a bit concerned not hearing anything from Aloha, that was before feeling a sharp pain out of nowhere. He couldn't help but to hunch over a bit, feeling pain in his stomach.

Ouch.

Mask should have known Aloha would start fighting back. But man how much it hurts feeling Aloha kicking and fighting. He knows Aloha has a lot of energy, so Mask has to find a way to calm him down somehow before he’ll feel a lot more pain. He wasn't sure how to calm Aloha down, before he decided to use his hand to push down his belly, hoping it'll stop Aloha for now.

Aloha kept on kicking, hoping to make Mask sick enough to cough him out. “Let me out Mask!” Aloha yelled out, continuing to kick and punch before he was suddenly squished between the walls of Mask’s stomach, struggling to move. “Calm down Aloha, you're not going to get hurt” Mask has said, lifting his hand up before getting one last kick, causing him to let out a small hiccup. 

Aloha huffed, sitting back down with his arms crossed as he leaned against Mask’s stomach. “Why on the great zapfish did you eat me Mask?” Aloha had asked, Mask sitting down on his bed. “Didn't have any other idea” was Mask’s answer, “who knows what would happen anyways.” That was kinda true, but that didn't mean for Mask to eat him! “Then can you left me out at least?”

“I'll let you out later..” Mask sleepily said, laying down as he started to get comfortable on his bed, putting his hand on his stomach as he started to slowly drift off.

Aloha didn't mind it that much, with the warmth of Mask’s stomach, the soft gurgles beneath him and the slowed heartbeat from above was kinda soothing. Plus it was pretty comfortable too, which had surprised Aloha. Hearing the soft snores told him Mask had already fallen asleep. Curious, Aloha lifted up his hand stroking gently on the walls of Mask’s stomach hearing quiet purrs rumbling around him. Interesting, which was Aloha’s thought as he started to feel sleepy. With the warmth of Mask’s stomach and lulled heartbeat, Aloha couldn't help but to slowly drift off the sleep as well, the two inklings drifting off to dreamland.

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oh my god these idiots /pos

mask just seeing aloha and going "hm yes. snack time" and aloha basically being like "ayo what the fU-" was funny as shit to me and it had no right to be that funny

aloha being highkey kinda freaked out but eventually adjusting to it and being like "ykw this isn't too bad" sounds pretty accurate, mask bullying him like the little feral shit he is makes a lot of sense too hehe

overall 9/10, only takeaway is the minor grammar issues but those can be fixed really easily!!! i LOVED reading this and will probably reread it at some point, thank you so much for writing it!!!!

[80pairsofcrocs]

baby scarab || 31

anon - Ok I’ve like uh never done this b4 but for baby scarab what if you did like a freaky Friday thing where reader and Marc have like a nasty fight and then they wake up in each others bodies the next morning and they basically have to go through the day as each other lmfao

anon - Hear me out plz plz plz do a freaky Friday thing 4 baby scarab where Marc/steven/jake and reader have a nasty fight and wake up in each other’s bodies n have to go through the day PLZPLZPLZPLZPLZPZL

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A/N : :) is all imma say

masterlist - marvel masterlist - series masterlist

A/N : this is all over the place- sorry if its hard to read lol

please enjoy, and don't be shy if you want to be in the taglist, just ask <3, sorry for the long wait

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pairings : steven grant x (platonic)reader, marc spector x (platonic) reader, khonshu x (platonic)reader, jake lockley x (platonic)reader

TW : medicine (pills), language, spidey stuff, tiny angst, body switch, you make the moon boys uncomfortable numerous times. let me know if i missed anything

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PART 1 OF 2

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last night marc ended up falling asleep before you did, which ended up in you gently pushing him down and laying on top of him to sleep yourself.

khonshu sat on the top edge of the couch the whole night, watching over you both.

both of you woke up around the same time, which was good since you had to get to work anyways and you know they would freak out if you were gone when they woke up.

so on your way to work, the crows followed you, and one even dropped another bottle cap on you.

you stuck it in your pocket and waved to the bird of course, before it flew away.

work was fast, and you were already back home, at 5 on the dot.

you sent a text to the guys phone saying you wanted a half hour to get yourself cleaned up after your long day, to which they obviously said that was fine.

so you did; you were now fresh and showered, hair still a bit wet while you gather some of your belongings and go back to your dads’ place in your comfortable clothes.

“feel better?” steven asks you from the mirror by the door as soon as you walk in.

“mhmm” you trail off, seeing that marc was staring at you from the couch, which made you get nervous for some reason.

“we are patrolling tonight” he starts and you nod, thinking back to when he said you could go with them.

“..and?” you gesture for him to continue.

he sighs and nods to himself. “and if you want to come with us, you can” he ends the sentence quietly, as you begin to buzz in excitement.

“you meant it?” you ask excitedly.

marc smiles and nods. “of course i meant it, it was a promise” he answers and you move over and around the couch to pull him up and hug him tightly.

marc hugs back until you decide to let go, looking up at him with a smile.

“when are we-“

“in like five minutes, so go back and get your suit”

“already done” you unzip your bag that you dropped by the door, revealing all the items for your suit.

“of course you carry it around with you” he says sarcastically, khonshu appearing and tilting his head at you.

“the little arachnid is coming too?” the tall bird asks, and you nod.

“yes! that means more windpipes can be broken!” he exclaims, making you snort.

“now i don’t know about that..” steven trails off, while you gather your suit in your hands and go to change in the bathroom.

you changed in record speed, leaving your goggles and mask in your pocket.

when you walked back out, marc already had the suit on, except for the mask.

marc, steven, jake, and khonshu all looked at your suit closely, never really seeing it up close before.

“and you designed that yourself?” steven asks and you nod, adjusting the gloves on your fingers.

“it’s not much, but it’s better than nothing” you say, and he hums.

“it’s very cute, good job” he tells you with a smile, and you fail to hide yours.

“yes, but it won’t protect you very well” khonshu tells you and walks so that he’s right behind you.

you’re confused when he presses the tip of the crescent on your back, and get even more confused when you feel like something is crawling up your shoulders.

marc looks at you and khonshu in shock when you all see the faded red and blue bandages wrapping around you, similar to marc and jakes suit.

the only thing different was the golden spider in the middle of your chest.

you look at you arms- legs- anything, since khonshu just decided to randomly give you a suit.

the pale red and blue bandages fit you perfectly, even over the baggy ‘suit’ you already had.

“this is amazing” you whisper to yourself, running your finger along the metal of the gold spider.

“oh my gosh you look so cool!” steven exclaims and you nod, holding your arms out.

“this is the best thing that could happen in my life” you say and turn to khonshu.

“i’ll get you some more stickers, thank you so much” you tell him and he nods.

“it is healing armor, so it will keep you safe” he added before disappearing again.

“oh thank god” you hear marc breath out as you turn to glare at him.

“i’m not that reckless” you complain and he chuckles.

“okay- fine, let’s go” he nods to the window, as the mask envelopes his face, yours doing the same.

the mask khonshu decided to give you had golden spider like eyes, two big ones where your actual eyes were, and six little ones, one set above and two below the big ones.

plus the cool this is that when you squinted your eyes, the ones on the mask did too.

“nice” you murmur to yourself, loving the mask as you look at yourself in the mirror before following marc out of the window.

he just jumped up and landed on the roof, while you had to maneuver yourself out onto the wall to climb up.

marc was already walking around on the edge of the roof, you following like a lost puppy.

“what exactly do you do when you’re patrolling?” you ask, walking beside him on the roof.

him being on the ledge meant that he was even taller than you than he was before, so you actually had to look all the way up to see him.

“just wait” he says bluntly and you groan quietly.

even though it was a bit muffled due to the mask, he still heard it.

“calm down, we’ll find something” jake tells you and you nod while looking at the stars up in the sky that are slowly making appearances as time goes on.

you feel ringing in your ears all of a sudden, making you stop and close your eyes, the golden parts on the mask closing too.

marc notices this, and stops as well. “what is it?” he asks, hopping off the ledge to stand right by you.

“it’s coming from a couple blocks down- the gas station” you inform him, the ringing going away.

you’re so happy you accepted peters help, otherwise your senses wouldn’t be able to tell you exactly what was happening.

“good, then let’s go” was the last thing marc said to you before running off and basically flying a few blocks down.

luckily there were tall light posts, so you could swing there after him.

you two ended up peaking over another ledge of a roof, seeing two people trying to break into the closed gas station.

“we have to make a plan” marc tells you but you just keep staring.

you look at marc for a split second and nod quickly, waiting until he looks away from you to make your move.

would marc get mad at you?

probably.

will it be worth it to prove that you can handle yourself?

also probably.

so once marc looked away, you hoped steven and jake wouldn’t rat you out as you jumped off the roof and onto the wall, sticking to it before swinging over to the gas station.

you do hear someone rushing after you though. that being marc obviously.

you approach the two people who keep failing at breaking open the door.

you shoot a web out at each of them as marc gently shoves you behind him, making you lose your focus and making your webs land beside the people instead of on them.

“hey- what the hell?” you exclaim, marc taking care of both the bad people.

“stay back” he points at you. “you can try again at the next one” he tells you, taking care of the guys himself, you glaring while your arms are crossed.

“i had them!” you exclaim at him once he’s done, and walking back towards the alleyway across the street.

“no you didn’t, you didn’t listen to me when i said we needed a plan” he says sternly, pulling you along by your forearm.

“but i-“

“zip it”

“marc, be nice she’s trying her best” steven argues.

“her best could get her killed”

“she has healing armor now, idiot” jake cuts in, you just listening while following marc along while he makes sure you’re with him by holding onto your arm.

“yeah, marc i had it” you say kind of sadly, making him sigh.

“i know, i’m just nervous” he starts. “i can’t see you hurt again” he tells you and you scoff.

“i was caught off guard last time” you say offendedly.

“you were kidnapped, y/n” 

the conversation died there, not having anything else to say.

you two did find someone trying to break into a car, which resulted in you almost being shot by the man before jake fronted and beat the shit out of him before marc came back.

you did get a few good hits in, but so did the man and you could already feel a bruise forming on your cheek and shoulder.

marc basically pushed you through the window when you guys got back home, the armor khonshu gave you fading off at the same time marc’s does.

“what did i say the first time?” marc asks you, waiting for you to answer.

your back was turned to him, as you sigh. “you said to wait for a plan” you mumble and marc nods.

“and you didn’t do that, you just jumped right in and played hero again”

“successfully” you mumble.

“yes but that’s not the point” marc starts, but is interrupted by steven.

“how about we all calm down a bit, yeah?” he states nervously.

“do you not care?” marc asks steven and he immediately denies his claim.

“i do care! i just understand y/ns reasoning” he responds and you sigh, rubbing your eyes.

“you obviously don’t-“

“he does, puta.” jake starts. “the bird gave her healing armor, so even if she did get shot she would be fine”

“how can you say that so calmly?” marc exclaims, while you watch the three argue with wide eyes, standing with your hands in your pockets.

“because she knows what she’s doing” jake defends you, and you sigh, finally speaking up.

“if you hadn’t pushed me out of the way i could’ve handled it” you say, and marc gives you a look.

“you just worry me” marc starts. “it’s just-“

“you don’t think i’m strong enough, i get it” you cut him off, turning around and taking off your short sleeve shirt, leaving you in the thin hoodie.

“no that’s not what i’m saying” marc follows you as you walk around the counter and into the kitchen to get an ice pack from the freezer.

since you finally bought them one for a five month anniversary gift.

“it is what you’re saying, i know how you feel about me going out and fighting crime” you say quietly, holding the ice pack to your face.

marc doesn’t say anything, his demeanor just changes, and a more relaxed figure takes over.

“he’s sorry, love” steven tells you and you nod.

“i uh.. i understand why he’s worried” you begin, steven nodding.

“i’m no hero” you take a breath. “anyone could’ve been bit by the spider, and it just happened to be me”

“i just.. i didn’t want to waste an opportunity like this. i want to be someone” you stammer over your words.

steven sighs and cokes closer to you. “you already are someone” 

“you just need to find out who” stevens position changes again, jake now present in front of you.

“both of these idiots are right” jake starts. “the bite doesn’t define who you are, you don’t need to let it stop you from doing this or that”

you nod, and jake pulls you into his side. “we don’t want you to feel bad about yourself, you’re our kid” he tells you softly and you chuckle breathily.

“thank you, papa” you bring your hand up to squeeze his arm, then moving to go into the bathroom.

“i’m going to change and-“

“and then you’re coming to bed, you need rest”

you snort and do as he said, sitting on the bed next to him once you’re done changing.

“is marc still mad at me?” you ask jake, noticing that steven and marc weren’t seen in the reflections, signaling that they were done interacting for the night.

“he’s not mad at you, princesa” he responds and you hum, letting jake push you down so that you’re laying beside him.

“but he sounded mad” you retort and jake sighs. 

“he’s not mad at you” jake tells you.

“he’s just worried?” you guess and he nods.

you hum again as jake puts an arm around your shoulders, pulling you close to him.

“don’t worry about it, just get some sleep you’ll feel better in the morning” was the last thing jake said before you fell asleep.

but what you didn’t know, was that you wouldn’t feel better in the morning.

it was the exact opposite.

let’s just say you won’t exactly feel like yourself.

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A/N : sorry its short, ive just been busy for the past few days, hope you like the first part to these requests, stay tuned for part 2 <3 love you guys :))

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[zoeykallus]

Hello There! Hope your doing okay lately ❤️. If you’re taking anons, would you be able to do a Hunter x reader confession fic? Thanks so much 😀

Aloha! Let's see what I can do for you 🙂

Hunter x Reader One-shot - The Way You Look At Me

Fluff

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You sense that someone is watching you, and when you look up from your holobook, you just see Hunter hurriedly looking in another direction. Confused, you frown. You've noticed a lot of this lately. Naturally, you wonder what it's all about.

You stand up and approach him, when you speak to him, he almost jumps out of his skin, startled.

"Hey Hunter!"

He hastily turns to face you. He seems jumpy, nervous, but tries by hook or by crook to appear nonchalant. However, you notice that he doesn't know what to do with his hands, first he thrusts them into his hips, then he crosses them behind his back, tries to put them into his pants pockets, which aren't even there, finally he just tries to keep still when he realizes that he's about to embarrass himself in front of you.

"Hey," he finally says.

"Did I scare you?" you ask with a small smile.

Hunter makes a deliberative hand gesture and says, "No, not exactly. Can I help you?"

"Maybe."

His brows move up questioningly.

You decide to be open and direct. Your heart beats fast in your chest, and you are aware that he knows this. Hunter's gaze becomes a tiny bit more curious, more penetrating.

"Yes?" he inquires, crossing his arms in front of his chest.

His dark eyes are literally scanning you.

"I've noticed something lately," you finally say.

Hunter looks at you questioningly.

"Oh yeah, and what would that be?"

"The way you look at me."

You see him swallow, and your pulse quickens once more. He unknots his arms again, fiddles nervously with his bandana, and pushes a strand of his long dark hair behind his right ear.

"The way I look at you?" he repeats, clearing his throat, "What exactly do you mean by that?"

With a careful, shy smile, you explain, "I've noticed that you watch me when you think no one sees. Like just now, two minutes ago."

Hunter clears his throat again.

"Uh- really?"

He scratches the back of his head, tugs at his bandana again.

"Yeah, really," you say, your smile widening a little.

He sighs softly and smiles gently.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to make you nervous."

You softly shrug your shoulders and reply, "You didn't make me nervous."

Hunter's eyes jump back and forth for a moment, as if unsure of the meaning of your words, searching for an answer, somewhere around him.

"I didn't?"

You shake your head gently.

"No, you didn't. I was wondering what it was all about though"

"He's in love with you" Tech's voice comes from behind Hunter, you hadn't seen him at all as he kneels behind the junk speeder he's fixing for Cid.

The tall, lean Batcher stands up, adjusts his goggles, and looks at the two of you.

Hunter looks like he's been struck by lightning, eyes widened, hands clenched into fists, shoulders stiffened.

"What?" you ask in surprise.

Tech repeats, "He's in love with you. Isn't that obvious? Dilated pupils whenever he looks at you or hears your voice, he watches you a lot. He also exhibits uncharacteristic nervous behavior when he communicates with you. I would say that's very noticeable."

"Tech," Hunter grumbles out of the corner of his mouth. "Would you please stay out of this conversation and get back to work".

The two men stare at each other silently for a moment until Tech shrugs his shoulders and indifferently turns his attention back to the speeder.

You can tell Hunter is suppressing a curse or two, and he has a hard time holding your gaze as he looks at you again.

"Well," he says quietly with a nervous laugh, relaxing his shoulders and hands as best he can, "I guess the cat's out of the bag."

Astonished, you look up at him.

"Oh, I didn't really expect that," you say honestly.

Hunter's gaze becomes uncertain.

"Is that… a problem?"

The smile comes back to your lips, then you gently shake your head.

"No, it's not a problem. More like an interesting twist that I'd like to explore further"

Hunter's eyes grow wide, a soft blush tracing his cheeks.

"A date… I mean would you? Go on a date with me I mean," he stammers.

"Yes I would."

Hunter breathes a sigh of relief, almost as if he had been holding his breath until just now.

As the two of you set up a time to meet and you retreat again, Hunter says quietly, "Tech, I owe you one"

The one addressed looks out from behind the speeder with an 'I told you so' look.

Hunter smirks.

"It really worked, thank you"

Tech adjusts his goggles and says, "Don't mention it."

Ko-Fi (If you feel like giving me some coffee)

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[dourpeep]

HGH,,,,, ALBEDO,,,, I LOVE HE,,,,

domestic life brain rot, making pancakes together on lazy mornings, swaying and holding each other during late nights with music playing in the background, a scratchy voice saying "good morning" and "love you" at dawn, cuddling together with candles lit during a storm, calling each other from across the house to look at a pet making a stupid face

bas I am gonna lose it over this man

-🔪

KNIFE ANON HOW DID I NOT SEE THIS I apologize OTL

YESYESYSEYSE

Anything Albedo + domestic is already a win in my books. In my opinion, it's the best thing ever--so sweet, so cozy, so...nicely normal. There's something about being in a comfortable sort of love that's dreamy.

Still-dressed in pajamas, tired eyes opening to see the way that Albedo's hair sticks out in all angles. He's still asleep judging by the gentle rise and fall of his chest, but you can't deny that even with the bedhead he looks good. He always looks good (something that he'll vehemently deny, stating that you're biased).

And every morning he wakes and turns to face you before draping a heavy arm over your middle to tug you closer.

Breakfast is a bit of a struggle, though.

Often, he ends up heading out the door with a cup of coffee and a quick (is it still quick if he lingers for a moment longer to savor it?) kiss. But other days, when he's spent more than a fair amount of time looking over papers and the goggle marks on his face seem to be permanent from how long he's been chipping away at his latest experiment, you cook together.

Or, if he has his way, he cooks and steals kisses between grabbing the eggs and making sure the pancakes don't end up burnt on one side.

But! Luckily, he's a good cook.

In fact, that on top of seeing him in his apron with hair still a little wild and glasses perched on his nose makes you wish he cooked everyday. Unfortunately, he tends to be busy, so instead...

You make sure to let him know so you can see the way pink spreads over his cheeks and a shy smile hides behind his favorite mug.

AH

And, of course--though he ensures that your breakfast is full of your favorites (whether you like blueberries, strawberries, chocolate chips, or with a big heap of freshly whipped cream), he always tries to sneak a bit of his onto your plate. Its just...seeing the smile on your face as you enjoy just one more bit of berry...

He can't help but fall in love a little more.

HOIFHE I LOVE ALL THESE IDEAS SO I HOPE YOU ENJOY THIS LITTLE HALF DRABBLE HALF MUSINGS FOR THE BREAKFAST BIT

[lunaticsandidiots]

oh my goddd you brought up MCU canonicity >:]

I have a categorized journal spread on the TSS+Peacemaker character's opinions of the various MCU titles/characters.

Most notable on this list though,

I personally believe Chris would avoid any marvel content surrounding Captain America, because the "All True American Man" visage is a bit too much for him. Though once he finds out that it isn't the same patriotism that he grew up around, he'd finally give it the time of day.

He also fell in love with Tony Stark the moment he threw up the peace sign. He claims its because he "knows how to rock out and bang chicks", he also claims you didn't see him crying during Iron Man 3. (the concept of giving up the violent thing keeping you afloat, just for the person you love? that shit hit hard for him, man)

-🍃

HOW FUN IS THINKING ABOUT THE MCU EXISTING IN PEACEMAKER/DCEU? its such a wig out but so much fun. i actually sent liz (@vigilvntes) a HC i have about adrian & marvel a while ago (under anon cause i was shy, it was me surprise) and now i gotta put it here cause the more i think about it the more i love it.

adrian + marvel...

so in my head, if marvel/MCU existed in the DCEU, adrian would have been a HUGE raimi!spiderman fan/tobey!peter parker kinnie.

the raimi trilogy came out when adrian would have been 11, 13 and 16 sequentially. they were made for kids like adrian.

because adrian was the weird kid, and everyone in his life had no trouble reminding him of such.

but along came peter parker, who was also the weird kid.

just as nerdy, just as awkward, and just as socially inept as adrian, hell he even wore glasses too!

and yet, peter parker was also spiderman - the masked vigilante. (and you cant tell me that isn't where adrian got the name from).

he would have spent all of his time playing spiderman by himself - in the backyard, in the playground, in his room.

much to his mother's horror, adrian would have made a spidey-suit out of her favourite robe, and practiced over and over and over again until he could nail a backflip, just like spiderman does.

adrian never quite figured out the webs though, but he absolutely tried to swing by spraying a can of silly string at a tree branch, jumping, and falling on his ass.

if adrian asked extra nicely, maybe gut would've played along with him for a bit, rolling his eyes as adrian crudely dressed him up as Doc Ock, with swimming goggle glasses and a pair of barbecue tongs in each hand.

spider man 3 came out in 2007, when adrian would've been 16. i know he was a late bloomer, but watching spiderman taking a walk on the dark side at age 16? it absolutely would have been the catalyst for adrian's emo phase.

he totally would have done the dance too, walking to school alone with his headphones on dressed in all black, thrusting his hips and doing the hustle the entire way to school and back for months.

and, to state the obvious, it would've been one of the main reasons adrian became vigilante in the first place. if peter parker, the bespectacled dork, the school nerd, the boy next door, the cool-kids reject, could put on a mask and save the world? then dammit, so could Adrian Chase.

[fanghunting]

Soft anon here! I hope you’re having an awesome day! Can I request Leo walking in on poor shy (fem) s/o wearing his sweater? Even trying on his goggles? Pure curiosity got the best of her and it backfires!! (It’s okay if s/o has to be non-binary!) keep up the amazing work! ∩^ω^∩

<3 thank you dear, i'm glad you enjoy my writing!

Leo tried to relegate big grocery runs to twice a month. Smaller ones, to just pick up a few bags worth? Yeah, whenever. But ones where he'd have more bags than he had arm space for? Definitely not.

Luckily, Gilbert was available to drive him to and from the store. The butler even helped carry a few of the bags up the stairs, though a call from Klaus meant he was unable to help bring them inside. He could handle that part at least.

Unlocking and pushing the door open, a carefully loud "(Name), I'm home!" Was called. Sonic sprinted out of the bedroom to climb up his shoulder and greet him.

It took a few trips to get all the bags in the apartment, during which he… never actually saw you. Sure, he could see where you were if he opened his eyes, but given that Sonic was still home, you had to be too.

It was with the past load that he finally saw you. You had started unloading the bags, quickly putting away the milk and frozen treats. You gushed over a few of the ice cream flavors he picked up.

Internally, he gushed over how cute you were.

A pair of his goggles lopsided over your eyes. His favorite sweater slightly loose over your body. He couldn't help the dorky smile as he set the last bags on the floor.

Sonic jumped down and stole a banana. You squeaked on seeing Leo.

"B-babe!" Your face was getting redder, close to the label on the butter. "I… I didn't expect you to be home so fast. And… w-well, I just…"

"You look great." He grinned at you, pulling you closer to peck your lips, "but… with this heat, you probably shouldn't wear the sweater.

Which was the exact reason he wasn't wearing it. Your smile, though small, was precious. You toyed at the hem with your fingers, looking down over it.

Leo's hands moved to keep unpacking the groceries. All the while, talking about a costume idea you just gave him for Halloween that year. You couldn't help your soft sigh. Just how did you land such a sweet guy?

[loth-wolffe]

Midnight warmth

Pairing: Tech x reader (no y/n)

Summary: you try (not really) to convince your workaholic lover to come to bed, but instead end up joining him on the chilly floor of the Marauder to keep him company.

Warnings: none but fluffy stuff that will rot your teeth.

Word count: 1k aprox

A/n: to the anon asked me for something with tech a while ago, I completely forgot about it (sorry) and I wrote this and checked my request list just before proofreading and saw the request so, sweet anon, my love, this goes for you. i hope you still, and I quote, love tech as much as you can and are low (high) key pinning for him too. love u bubs, wherever you are.

The night was cold, not too much, but enough to make you leave your bed with the blanket over your shoulders, seeking for a particular someone to help you get warm. The blanket was, but you missed him.

Steps being muffled by your socks it's what lets him know you're up, a soft smile appearing into his lips as he finds you, sleepy eyes, and disheveled hair, your pijamas were basically one of his shirts and a short that was covered by the length of his blacks and the view made butterflies flutter uncontrollably in his chest.

"Hey." You greet, coming to place the blanket on his shoulders, his eyes going back to the task at hand on the floor of the Marauder, which was repairing Wrecker's blaster.

"Hello." He replies after a low thank you leave his lips, you kiss his cheek, his head titling slightly just so you don't have to lean down too much even though the action doesn't really help.

You look how his fingers move as they work, mesmerized for a second before remembering what you came for.

"Are you coming to bed?" You place your hand on his shoulder, settling the blanket better on his body, Tech's eyes doesn't leave the blaster.

"In a minute," but it's always more than a minute, finding something else to keep his mind on, not because he doesn't want to be with you, but because his mind is always going two miles a minute and he needs to keep it busy, "I just need to finish repairing this and I'll be on my way."

You let out a little oh, taking a seat beside him and he moves just a bit to make more space for you, pushing some tools to the side so they don't bother you, you smile.

"What are you doing?" He asks, pausing a moment to look at you as you start to lower yourself, brown eyes trying to find the answer in your face, chuckling you finally come to rest your head on his thigh. His face casts down at you and you give him a radiant smile that makes him feel dizzy, he doesn't wait for an answer as he tries to cover you with the blanket as well, your legs were mostly exposed but you didn't mind the chilly air nor the cold floor as long as you were with him.

"Waiting for you, silly." You say, as if the most obvious thing in the world, and he feels slightly taken aback, still getting used to the simplest acts of love you perform for him every day and wondering how is it that he got so lucky. "What are you doing?"

He looks a bit shy for a moment, eyes flickering to the tools before they go back to your own, the beginning of a smile make the corners of his lips lift upwards. Tech pushes his goggles back but it's no use as they move back to the end of the bridge of his nose as he looks back down at you, you giggle, his smile widening at the sound.

"Well..." he says after a moment before starting a rant about what's the exact problem with Wrecker's blaster, how he's supposed to rapire it and what's he currently doing.

Your eyes start feel heavy, and you don't know if it's because you don't understand half of the things he said or because the sound of his voice soothes you as if it were the softest lullaby. Probably both.

"That sounds like fun." You mumble, even if it doesn't, but he appreciates it with a hum and a light peck on your lips, eyes shining bright behind his goggles with a little something you can't quite place.

"It is." It's a simple statement, and the surprise that comes with the next one is one that you like to come back to sometimes, fluttering heart beating for him and you find yourself falling harder when he goes, "but it's more fun now that you're around."

There is something in his voice, maybe it's how small he sounded, or the honesty that was dripping from the words as they rolled down his tongue, but the feeling they brought, like a scream that wanted to leave your lungs, like a rush of emotions, of happiness and love, that wants to get out just to soak him full with everything he makes you feel.

You smile softly, touched by his words.

"Nice to know." It's all you say, and all you need to, really, a silent conversation that lets him know you feel the same happen fast between your eyes.

You cuddle up to him, forehead almost touching his tummy, hand coming to wrap around your shoulders as he moves slightly to keep working in what must be an uncomfortable position, but as long as he doesn't care, you suppose its fine.

"Do you mind if I stay?"

"Not really," he replies quickly, "as you should know, I quite enjoy your company." You smirk, never leaving the sight above you, a slight frown in concentration covered by his goggles, tongue darting just a little from between his lips, sharp jawline and cheekbones looking even sharper with the shadows, skin seeming lighter and yet warmer under the bright illumination.

"Quite, huh?"

He spares you a quick glance.

"Well, more like a lot." You chuckle lightly, and he gives you a warm smile, you could swear his cheeks taint with a soft pink, but you're not too sure as your eyes close with the feeling of lips pressing against your forehead.

You try to chase for his touch, humming again in content, words blurring in your mind as sleep clouds it whole.

"I don't mind if you fall asleep, either."

"You don't?"

"Of course not, you'll need your energy tomorrow," he says matter-o-factly, eyes squinting as he brings the blaster close to his face, "I wouldn't want you get hurt just because you couldn't focus for staying up too late."

You nod, not being able to fight him on the matter even if he was staying up late too, instead nuzzling closer to him, forehead against the soft fabric of his pajamas, and he tugs your blanket enough to cover most of your back.

"Tech?" He hums in acknowledgement, "I too enjoy your company a lot."

You hear him chuckle, a soft sound that disappears into the night as quickly as it came, he murmurs a sleep tight, and there's the ghost of a smile on your lips as you let slumber wash over you.

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