#Auditor x reader

[headlessjest]

How about some romantic stuff!! Some of y'all need your romance.

Hanging out HCs

Ft: Hank, Deimos, Sanford, Jedediah, Tricky, Sheriff, 2BDamned, Phobos, and Auditor.

Hank:

・I think y'all would probably just stay home.

・You both just had a very stressful mission, so why not relax back at the apartment.

・They'll probably watch TV with you with the few tv stations Nevada can have.

・Cuddling is something he can do with you too. Just on bed or on the couch and just cuddle.

・There will be a couple times where he just lays on the ground with you and wonder what the hell happened to this place.

・"(Name)... Thank you.."

Deimos:

・Going out and eating Burger Gil's!

・Deimos just wants to enjoy his favorite food place with you.

・This can also be an excuse to to eat at Gil's in general, but it's nice to do it with you.

・When y'all are done at eating at Gil's, maybe a quick trip to the bakery.

・He threw up the Burger Gil's on the way there so you had to carry him back home.

・"That burger was sure good, but you're just as good."

Sanford:

・Alright, endless stary night, blanket, and you two. That's how it's gonna go.

・Just you two hanging out on a hill and looking up on the stary night, relaxing.

・There will be a few times bandits will try and get you two, but that's why y'all brought guns to this evening.

・Other than getting interrupted by bandits and a couple of zeds, this hangout is wonderful for the both of you.

・You accidentally fell asleep during this, but Sanford didn't mind carrying you back.

・"Thank you for this time, sweetie.."

Jedediah:

・Going scavenger hunting.

・Jedediah surprisingly enjoys collecting stuff. It calms him down, and doing it with you makes him extra calm.

・You'll probably find a old coin or a rock with a cool texture and look to it and dash back to Jeb to show him.

・He also sometimes finds cool looking rocks and gives them to you. Like penguins.

・After going around and finding some cool stuff, you and Jeb head back home and organize all the stuff you both found.

・"These are beautiful, darling.. Just like you."

Tricky:

・Y'all go partying.

・I think y'all would also listen to your both favorite songs when partying. (His being all ICP songs and the chicken dance remix.)

・I think after the partying stuff is over with, y'all kinds just head back home and relax after the long night.

・If you get overwhelmed at the party, Tricky will notice and try to find a way to calm you down.

・Other than that y'all actually have a great time.

・"CL0WN L0V3S Y0U!!!1!1!"

Sheriff:

・I think y'all would hang out at a nice bar. (If possible that is..)

・I think he took you to the bar in the first place because it was the easiest place to go without him freaking the fuck out and being horrified.

・Also, because he's been busy lately and wanted to spend time with you.

・He might also get a little drunk from drinking too much.

・You also had to drag him back home.

・"Darlin'... When do you get so beautiful/handsome?"

2BDamned:

・Y'all also stay home.

・He just wants to relax with you and just hang out in bed. Nothing much really.

・He also is just a little stressed with everything, so relaxing with you seems like a perfect thing for the time being.

・I think y'all would also watch a quick movie for fun. Like a older movie from the later 90s and early 2000s.

・Other than that, relaxing with you makes his day better, no matter what.

・"This means a lot to me, (Name).. Thank you.."

Phobos:

・I think he would dance with in his office.

・The red lighten room and the slow jazz playing in the background, just you two slow dancing for the joy of it.

・Phobos made sure that no one would bother you both during this. I mean, quite literally.

・I think during this, you might doze off a bit from the slow atmosphere.

・Phobos does notice this and y'all get ready for bed.

・"Tonight was lovely.. We should do this again.."

Auditor:

・I think y'all just hang out and watch cat videos all night long.

・Most romantic thing I've ever heard.

・I think you both would also hold eachothers hand during too. Auditors love language is physical touch. (Somehow..)

・Another thing is that whenever you both see a cat that reminded of you both, you would point it out.

・This also made you both question about getting a cat.

・"Hm, a fur baby seems nice."

I'm absolutely shaking rn. Ate an entire tub of coffee icecream, also mixed with the excitement of watching the fnaf movie tomorrow!!!!

-Jester

#madness combat x reader #madcom x reader #hank j. wimbleton x reader #deimos x reader #sanford x reader #jebus x reader #sheriff x reader #tricky x reader #2bdamned x reader #phobos x reader #auditor x reader #Hhhhh #I finally made a romantic hc thingy!!!

[nevadas-night-time-novelist]

hai

if its alr with you, can i please request an auditor x angel!reader?? im so STARVED for auditor content 😭😭

Feather light and black as night

Auditor x Angel!Reader

The contrast between you and your lover was almost comical in nature. Auditor, a being of hellfire, destruction, darkness and doom, and you, in pristine white robes, gilded jewellery, gold painted nails, and a beautiful decorated halo behind you head.

A vicious warmongerer in black and blood red, and a pure light of salvation seeking to heal wounded and lost sheep in your shared domain.

Your feathered ears twitched softly, listening intently to the wayward sinner before you, his burned out red eyes full of anger and indignant righteousness. "I understand your plight, shepard, but you and I both know calling on my kin to purge the land of this wickedness won't work. There are factors at play that put all of us in danger, and calling on Heaven's highest orders will amount to thousands of holy souls lost."

"This is unjust and you know it! A fellow angel should realise this! Wicked sin has scorned this earth and continues to mount, you think Heaven's gates will be safe should they learn a way to access theme?" Jebediah slammed his hands on your desk, his own damaged wings spreading wide. "It's only a matter of time before this wickedness spills over, and even Heaven itself will be corrupted."

"Have you no faith in the lord, Christoff?" Blinking slowly, your feathery eyelashes somehow fanning the flames of his damaged soul. "I know you're desperate for a solution, this is your home. But I cannot call upon those higher than me, even if I wanted to. Rest assured, we are watching, and when the time is right, Heaven's gates shall open, and salvation shall come to all the land. Patience, Christoff, is a virtue after all."

Jeb folded his wings behind his back, despite how often he came to argue his point, he would always back down at your words. You knew deeply he was soothed by the presence of a divine being, seeking to vent his anger and conflicted feelings at someone he shared ambitions with. "I shall continue this plight alone then, for now."

"You're never alone, Christoff. The lord is with you always. Go now in peace, shepard. May the light shine with you."

"And with you." As he left your office, the Auditor passed him, and slipped in, seeing as you were now alone.

"Is he bothering you again?" He knew of Jeb's reoccurring visits too, a desperate wannabe holy soul begging for reassurance he was on the right path.

"Not at all." Your wings fluffed up as you stood. "Greetings, Auditor. How may I aid you today?" The light of your halo illuminated your features, bathing everything in divine holy light.

Auditor shut the door with a flick of his wrist. "It's an informal visit, this time." He crossed the room and his figure melded to yours, his flames rolling into each crevice in your robe, swirling into your hair, gliding between your feathers.

To an angel, no matter their rank, touching wings was seen as the highest form of intimacy, saved for family, close friends, and lovers. "I'm still supposed to be working, my love," If Auditor had knees, they'd be weakening right now.

The sweet pet name, love, and the fact you called him yours. The words rolled off your tongue often enough, but the sparks in his stomach never dimmed, no matter how much you used them, never losing their lustre.

"Do you have any idea how maddening it is having you so close, but never close enough with those prying eyes?" Auditor longed to bask in your holiness every second of the day, but both of you had work to attend to, making his desires impossible.

You'd been sent down initially by your arch angel to help convert sinners, purgatory and hell having too high an intake for the demons to keep track of, and heaven offered to lighten the load, as long as the wayward would allow light into their hearts.

His lips brushed against yours, the heat of his body rushing over you, and instinctively you kissed back, hand cradling the back of his head, his hands coming to rest in the curve of your back and on your spine.

Reflexively, your spine plumage puffed up, an indicator of relaxation. "We still have much to do before we retire for the night," You mumbled softly, but you leaned further in his arms, letting him secure you in his grasp.

"You're not backing off though, angel." Auditor teased you. If you really wanted to, he'd let you go, but both of you knew you didn't want that right now. His touch felt good, and it had been a long day already. "Care to split early and allow me to indulge in your presence?"

A stubborn hardass, but Audi had a soft spot for you, not only because of the power you represented, but because your attitude. You were a lot more positive than the other people he was surrounded by, and that was what attracted him to you to begin with.

"Very well, I suppose we've earned some time to ourselves." You wriggled from his grasp, much to his mumbling protests, but you needed to turn your sign around. 'The Angel is OUT, please return at 6am.'

Auditor's body once again embraced yours, he was feeling rather clingy today. His hands rolled over your arms, fingers interlacing with yours, his chest pressed into your back, head resting on your shoulder, carefully avoiding being stabbed by the spikes of your halo. "Are you finished here dear?"

A gasp left your lips as he lightly nibbled your neck. "Behave!" Your wings puffed up, eyes opening on them to stare at him. "Such behaviour in public is inappropriate!" Even with nobody around, angelic prudishness still shone through.

"Then allow us to go somewhere more private?" Darkness filled the room, and suddenly you were both in the Auditor's private chambers. It was dimly lit by candles, and soft ambient lighting from fairy lights on the ceiling. Lavender incense burned on his side table, bed carefully laid with your favourite comforter and pillows.

"You've been slacking off work to do this, haven't you?" You giggled, turning to see him changing into lounge wear, hanging his suit up to keep it crisp and straight.

"Perhaps a little. But you're worth the effort, and so much more, carissima." You opened your drawers, taking out your own lounge robes, slits in the back to fit your wings into. Fresh white linens with golden embroidery, folded with care and neatly in line. "Lay down, I would like to prune your wings, if you'll allow me."

Audi melted into the floor, flames rolling over the ground and onto the bed, before he manifested again, patting his lap. He really, really loved your wings. "Very well, seeing as how much effort you've put into this." Slumping down onto your shared bed, you spread your left wing over his lap, and he carefully began to run his fingers into the white plumage.

Black and red mixing with white and gold, a harsh contrast that seemed to fit so well together. "Ah amica mea, you're too kind." Again your spines puffed up, relaxing as Audi's warm hands massaged your wings and pulled out loose feathers.

Latin, oh, you nearly made him swoon. "Anything for you carissima."

"I do have a query, dear."

"Yes my lover?"

"What do you do with my loose feathers?"

Ah.

"I.. Keep them. In my suits. Replace them once they get frayed and worn. It's nice to have little pieces of you with me when you can't be there physically." He leaned down, kissing your wing softly.

"Unfair, why don't I have something like that?" You giggled playfully, not being serious.

Auditor's face turned red, that was unexpected. "I could offer you that if you wanted." You looked up at him, his face flush and burning. "There is nothing you could ask for that I couldn't deliver." He summoned a golden necklace, a tiny vial acting as the pendant. Slowly unscrewing the top, he placed a piece of his fire into the jar, sealing it shut again. "Sit up, let me put it on you."

You obeyed, rising to your knees and turning your back to him, sweeping your hair out of the way, allowing him to attach the chain. "It's perfect," Touching the bottle, you felt heat radiating from it, the same warmth when he touched you.

"And how perfectly it adds to you." He smiled, cuddling into you. "What a wonderful idea, now people will be aware of the fact you're mine."

#madcom #madness combat #jebus #auditor #auditor x reader #the auditor #madness combat auditor #madness combat x reader #madcom x reader #madcom reader insert #madness combat reader insert #x gon deliver to ya

[abseden]

The original one

he he he

#art #artwork #my art #madness combat #madness combat x reader #absedenart #auditor x reader #y'nowww.... #:))))

[gleeffe]

Erm,,,,Auditor X Y/N moment,,,uhm,,,,,,,LEAVES THIS ON THE FLOOR AND RUNS AWAY FULL SPEED.

#auditor madness combat #auditor x reader #madness combat fanart

[cosmica-galaxy]

Marriage headcanons for Phobos and the Auditor (separately ofc) and the player? I love evil men ough

+Player is gender neutral

+Set in Salty's AU

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~ PHOBOS ~

+ Oh man, you never thought you would see the day that you would be wedded to the god-complex tyrant that ruled over Nexus City with an iron fist. It was astonishing that you two were getting married in the first place with how Phobos proposed after just a few months of being together. Despite the short time, you both almost know everything about one another...until now. Finding out that Phobos is an ultimate groomzilla was certainly not unexpected, but it still held some level of surprise. He wants everything absolutely perfect for your special ceremony.

+ You can practically hear him yelling at his staff to perfect everything while you get dressed up in your wedding garments. His shouting is firm and sharp as the staff runs around to get what he wants done just the way he likes it. "Hang those red ribbons HIGH and tie them down with a GOLD thread! Not a YELLOW thread!! GET THE CAKE STAND READY! Where is the flower display I ordered 3 minutes ago?!"

+ You can only apologize to the staff and underlings for Phobo's behavior. He's been looking forward to being married to a "higher god" ever since you accepted his proposal. He ordered everything that same day and sent out the announcement the day after that. To say he was excited would be an understatement. He's just trying to make this day as perfect as possible.

+ Phobos even had new clothes and special garments made for the both of you. Your wedding gown was as iridescent as your strings are and glitters with sparkles whenever you walked. Quite a surprise to find out where all of those strings the tailors asked you to supply went towards. It really was an elegant outfit.

+ Phobo's outfit really did make him look rather handsome. Instead of his typical gray garments and red cape, Phobo's had a unique crimson suit made for his wedding. Tailored with a long flowing red cape that touched the floor wherever he walked. his helmet was fitted with much more regal markings and his face was sporting new pairs of pristine white bandages. His gloves were leathery and black and his dark boots were shined to perfection. He looked like an emperor alright.

+ By the time all of the underlings were seated and the musicians were preparing to play the wedding march, which you had to supply to them, the long hall in the science tower was finished and decorated. The large crowds of grunts filled out numerous booths on both sides of the isle, with Phobos standing at his place on the altar. Crackpot his best madman and Hoffnar as yours. Jeb was dressed up in attire fit for a holy man, but with much more regal tones added to his outfit. The reason being, in Phobos's words: "Something much more worthy of marrying a pair of gods." + The crowd was excited and Phobos, despite all of his own excitement, was nervous. Anxious, even. As he moved about on his feet and held his hands together. Then, the music changes and the wedding officially begins. The doors at the end of the room are opened by two Blackguards, a bit much on the security but it makes Phobos feel more comfortable, revealing his beloved in their glittering wedding outfit. The crowds watch in awe as the Player walks down the aisle and towards Phobos who is just lovestruck.

+ The moment you get up there, the ceremony continues. Jeb goes into the typical speech about why they were all there and who was being wedded. (Like the announcement from Phobos himself didn't let them know that.) But he continues on about uniting Phobos and his Player in "holier matrimony. (Yes, the sheet tells him to say this.)

+ "Do you, Player, take Phobos to be your...ahem..."lawfully empowered godly emperor lover"?" In sanity and insanity? In sickness and in health? Until death do you part?" You nod earnestly, despite trying not to laugh. "I do." You say and Jeb turns to Phobos.

+ "And do you, Director Phobos, take Player to be your...uhh..."lawfully empowered god-amongst-gods holy lover"?", Phobos merely nods in response. "I do." He finalizes.

+ "Then by the power given to me and to all who bear witness to this ceremony, I declare these two 'gods' officially wedded. You may now seal it with a kiss." Jeb finishes as he steps down from the podium, placing their respective wedding rings upon their fingers, and allowing the two lovers to lean in and kiss each other. A thunderous applause rings out in the crowd as you both kiss under the altar.

+ Phobos then picks you up bridal-style and begins to head towards the exit as the after-wedding party begins to kick into gear. The cake needed to be cut, photos needed to be taken, and guests needed to be visited.

+ After the drinks, fun, and party...maybe you and Phobos can celebrate being newly wedded...alone later on tonight~ ~ AUDITOR ~

+ In all honesty, you were quite surprised when the Auditor himself decided to propose to you. He had read up about special ceremonies from your world and he was looking for a way to up your relationship to the ‘next level’. In which, he discovered weddings. You both have been together for months now, and he felt it was time to bind you both to one another. + Obviously, you said yes in response to his proposal and he was elated to announce the news to his other Employers. Whether it was from genuine happiness or he simply took the opportunity to gloat on his fellow employers is a mystery to you. But regardless, you can’t help but smile as he nuzzles you affectionately. + The employers as a whole are very private beings, so don’t really expect a big wedding. If anything, it’s something more of a private wedding that only a select few outsiders would attend. The other employers were a given, but it seemed that Jeb, Hoffnar, Sheriff, and a few A.T.P units were invited to help set up the wedding and attend the ceremony. + The Auditor assists in the displays and decorations while you go off to get dressed up in your wedding outfit. The garments were fitted in a unique style and glittered like an ocean at sunset. With the help of an A.T.P engineer, you were fitted up in the unique outfit and took a nice long look at yourself in the mirror. It was so strange…the patterned themselves reminded you of flames. You spin around and sure enough, the tail of your outfit seems to flutter about like iridescent flames. You wonder if the Auditor had any influence when the garments were being tailored…you wouldn’t be all that surprised. + The Auditor didn’t really have a need for clothes. He was made of shadow and flames, what purpose would wearing clothes fulfill? Still…he guesses he should look a little bit more…’formal’, it IS his wedding day, after all. So, his body simply morphs around until a much more fitting suit is applied to his malleable form. A crimson red tie, a blood red broach, and a faint red outline shows up in his form as he brushes himself off and checks his fit in a nearby reflective surface. Making adjustments and final preparations for his eventual eloping. + There weren't many guests, but the sheer amount of decorations that were set up in this specific dimension that they frequent was staggering. Each one unique and alien as the employer that put them up. The Deliberator was finishing setting up the cake stand and the dinner table, Stygian was finishing up decorating the parlor, and the Conductor was preparing to play the tunes that the Auditor gave him (the wedding march tune, specifically.). Everything was in order and the unification of him and his precious player was underway. Pretty soon…he and his Player would be together. Truly together. + Jeb was appointed as the unifier, Hoffnar as your best man, Sheriff as security, and Torture was pretty much Audi’s “support”. The altar that they surrounded was encrusted in ruby-like gems and held up on familiar black spikes. An obvious token of the Auditor's influence on the importance of the altar. Once all were present and accounted for, the Auditor takes his place at the altar and his kin stand at the sides, watching as the Conductor begins to play the wedding march. + The two engineers next to the door that led into the special room finally opened, revealing his Player to the small gathering of trusted individuals. The Auditor could feel the heat of his flames rise as he took in your regal appearance as you walked toward the altar. Once you arrive at the altar, he takes his place by your side and Jeb clears his throat. He didn’t need to go into the whole speech, he merely took a moment to welcome those that were present before announcing that the Auditor and Player would be wedded on this day. + “Do you, Player, take The Auditor as your lawfully unified lover? In sanity and insanity? In sickness and in health? Until death do you part?” You could only smile and nod, holding your flowers closer to your body in response. “I do.” You say. + “And do you, Auditor, take Player as your lawfully unified lover? In sanity and insanity? In sickness and in health? Until death do you part?” The Auditor simply nods in confirmation. “I do.” + “Then by the power bestowed upon me and with the guests as our witnesses, I declare you both wedded! You may now seal it with a kiss.” You both wasted no time in slipping your rings onto your fingers and leaning into one another. Giving each other a slow and meaningful kiss. The onlookers clap in earnest as you both hold onto one another and pull away. You let out a puff of inky black smoke in response to the kiss. The Auditor could only nuzzle you affectionately in response, chuckling under his smoky breath. + The rest of the day was spent eating cake, sharing drinks, and enjoying your new status as the Auditor’s significant other. As he too, takes pride in becoming your official husband. You both would embrace one another, cuddle, and nuzzle each other lovingly as the wedding slowly concluded and the guests began to dispatch back to their routines. + Later that evening, you both would cuddle in your bed and call one another your newly wedded titles and feel the shared warmth that spread between you both. Now nothing stood in the way of furthering your relationship…and the Auditor has a rather interesting plan in mind.

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[arisunakayama]

…

Can I uh, request uhhhhhhh UM

Auditor x Reader…..? It’s okay if you dont want too. (this took me a lot of courage to send lol)

Auditor X Reader Headcanons

T/W: Mentions of Gaslighting, Manipulation and constant supervision of S/O

Auditor as a lover would be… interesting to say the least.

How you got their attention, no clue. But hey you some how did and now you’re dating them.

Auditor would probably treat you more kindly and more as a person than a chess piece like they do with everyone else.

Hell, they even would probably keep you out of harm’s way for you to live a more comfortable life.

If anything you would probably be spoiled very much like Phobos’s S/O

Auditor would also be the gentle lover with the constant gentle touches, kisses and words of affirmation

But sometimes even that comes with a price, especially when being monitored 24/7 by this entity

Probably would even relocate you somewhere very far away from all the chaos and away from both Tricky and Hank.

Would even go great lengths for them not to know about you for your safety

Even when you want to go some where, they would have probably like 15 Agents, 10 Soldats, and 3 MAG Agents following you around. Although discretely.

They would have 2 Soldats with you physically though while the others follow in the shadows. (With the MAG Agents doing it somehow)

Sucks too whenever you just want to hangout with your friends

Hell even for the reason of “keeping you safe” they’d most likely gaslight and manipulate you into thinking it’s better to stay in a more safe environment with them.

But nonetheless, Auditor would treat you like the most treasured thing in this god forsaken state.

Even the other Employers would see the change in both attitude and focus.

They would know about you as well and would probably keep monitoring you as well just because they were curious to how you, a normal grunt, had gotten the attention and affection from the Auditor themself.

And plus Auditor told them to look after you while they were busy with everyone in the Nexus City.

#auditor x reader #madness combat x reader #madness combat auditor x reader

[saltymongoose]

SO. We had the player kiss the main 4... but perhaps the player sharing some kissies with the employers? If you are up for that? Like, how would they react to the player kissing them? Or how would they attempt to kiss the player? 🤔 Given how the Auditor is, I would guess and say he is the more... forceful one.

This is a good idea Anon, it's been a while since we've had any content centered around the Employers. I've had some requests for sequels to that surprise cuddles and kisses set I've done, so I've added some of that here as well to make it the first of those. I hope you like these though. :) <3

(Note: Just consider this an alternate timeline where the Employers actually listened to you like they should've lol.)

[Part 2] The Player Surprises Them with Cuddles/Kisses ft. The Employers

(TW: Yandere, Obsessive Behavior, Mentions of Shocking (with electricity) but no harm comes to the Player. A bit suggestive in the Auditor's part but not that badly.)

- [STYGIAN] -

From the moment you’d decided to get close to Stygian, you knew you’d have to approach it differently than with the other Employers. The mere idea of giving affection to them was an oddity, as they typically acted as though they didn’t want or need you to touch them, yet they showed obvious hostility whenever anyone else did.

Should the Deliberator try to place a hand on you, or the Auditor wrap you up in another embrace, Stygian’s always the first to protest. “You shouldn’t be laying a finger on them,” they’d say, “It’s blasphemous that you’d think to do so first. Remember your place, worm."

Perhaps it’s because they’re naturally very private, or maybe they just want to appear “above” such baser behaviors (even if they're filled with spite and jealousy when the others engage in them). They were an Employer; temptations of such kind should be foreign to them. However, for the first time in Stygian’s existence, they felt that want. No, the need. For someone else’s attention and touch, and someone who’s above them at that.

It was shameful, and an unnecessary overstepping of the boundaries that come with such hierarchies. Stygian has been around a long time and was far wiser than their younger, more impulsive colleague. They deeply respect you, even if their understanding of humans (or simply “normal” people, including grunts) is stunted by their absolute unwillingness to interact with most people or indulge in their foolishness. But that’s the problem; you make them foolish.

Holding hands is the most they’re willing to do with you behind closed doors, but you weren’t ignorant to the way they seemed to want more than that. And you’d give it to them. After all, despite how weird Stygian acted, they were one of the Employers you felt most comfortable around. (Even if you had to sternly lecture them about the indirect way they spoke to you sometimes. Questions were always an issue with the Employers, which got extremely tiring very fast.)

Truthfully, you found surprising Stygian with affection to be fun. The way they freeze when you wrap your arms around their torso as best you can is very amusing, but even better is how you can feel the smoke on their body heat up drastically, as though it’s steam rising from them instead of that fog that makes up their form.

The Employer doesn’t exactly need to breathe, but you swear you can hear a slight choking noise when you press into them. They only move to look down once their larger, wispy hands reach down to cover your own as if they’re checking to make sure they aren’t imagining that you’re actually embracing them.

After doing their own form of confirmation, they’ll slowly turn towards you, carefully leaning down to get closer to your height as their arms come up, but pausing just before they wrap around you in turn. They weren’t sure what they were waiting for; you were already embracing them, but their own hesitancy prevented them from returning it, their usual principles forcing them into an unsure position as they battled over which side of themselves they should listen to. The one that yearned for your touch and affection, the very same that made their form heat and their gaze soften as they looked at you, or the stricter side that tried to show how worthy they were of your favor through restraint and keeping that thin boundary between you, one of Player and subject. (They refused to be like the Auditor, who just seemed to take what he wanted.)

Yet when you look up at them and give them a bright grin, your colorful eyes filled with an almost shocking level of affection, they feel their body relax despite themselves, and they hold you closer. Their grip is soft at first, yet it tightens over time as they pull you into their smoky form, their paws encompassing your waist and shoulders as they give in to their inhibitions for once and revel in this gift you’ve given them.

Stygian’s never felt warmth like yours before; the cozy heat that blooms from where your torso presses against them makes them feel hot, but it isn’t uncomfortable. No, instead it feels almost addictive, like they’ve been hit with the sudden realization of just how cold they’ve been without you there. The smoke that makes up their form seems to rise around you, clouding the points where you touch as they lean further into you with a low hum. They’re nearly kneeling on the floor just to be close to you, daring to nuzzle into your temple as they make a noise of contentment. They're truly happy, for once.

Kissing Stygian is another matter. Despite being very standoffish and cold, they’d do whatever you asked, and you used this to get them to lean down towards you. They typically expected that you’d tell them something, or perhaps bless them with another one of those hugs you liked to give out. However, when you place your hands on their face instead and gently pull them down further so you can kiss them, their reaction depends on where it is.

If you do it on their cheek, they’ll pause before nuzzling slightly into yours. They don’t kiss you back, but the way the smoke on their form flares up for a second reveals just how flustered you’ve made them. As does the small, polite “thank you” they murmur, almost as if they’re dazed at what just happened.

A kiss on the lips, however, will cause them to freeze yet again, the magenta slits that form their eyes widening before they take in exactly what you're doing. They move tentatively against you, but when you respond with a content sigh they're only emboldened, movements becoming more frantic as their impulses threaten to consume them. They shift to press into you and your senses are overcome with their smoke and the lingering scent of night air.

You pull away and they push closer, almost chasing your lips before they stop abruptly, as if trying to reign themselves in again. Their form seems more unstable than before, but they don't care. As long as they can keep touching you, it doesn't matter how put together they look.

This is also similar to the manner in which Stygian usually kisses you. They'll lean down to face you when you're with them, stopping when they're close enough for you to see how the dark fog cascades from their form in small plumes. A single clawed hand carefully raises your chin, and they murmur a small apology against your lips as they lean in. (“Forgive me if this is improper," they said. As if you were going to be mad at them for this.) Softness quickly gives way to desperation, and they nearly shudder when they feel the tip of your tongue trace the seam of their "lips."

As you pull back from each other, you notice how lax they seem to be afterwards, the bright color of their eyes smoothing from their narrowed shape. They're relaxed, even if their grip on you is anything but.

Stygian feels fulfilled, for once. Like this is something that they’ve always wanted and longed for, even before they knew of your existence. But even so, it isn’t enough, not nearly. They wonder if this is what love is, to only feel complete when they’re with you. It must be; Stygian has never felt genuine adoration for anyone like this before, but they knew that it was the only explanation. Giving in could truly be rewarding, it seems.

- [THE DELIBERATOR] -

The Deliberator is probably the friendliest of the Employers, or at least the most polite. While he isn’t one to push his affections on you suddenly, some touchiness is always expected from him which makes returning it a simple matter (unlike with the others).

However, while the Deliberator loves giving you a quick hug, or ruffling your hair affectionately as he walks by, he never thought you’d take the initiative to give him it first. Why would he? He wasn’t stupid enough to assume a higher being like yourself would care that much for people like the Employers (lowly compared to you, of course). However, he’d come to know just how mistaken he was.

He’s genuinely overjoyed the moment he feels your smaller form’s weight on him, the arrows and other geometrical shapes that rise from him whirl around you harmlessly as he laughs, turning to scoop you up and bring you closer. He’s excitable, barely able to stand still as he rocks on his heels, swaying with you held tenderly to his torso. “Thank you,” he seems to breathe against you, “You always seem to know just what I need.”

You chuckle, and you think you can feel him smile against your hand when you reach up to pat him on the cheek affectionately. He nuzzles into your palm with a love-struck sigh, his shadowy body relaxing against your smaller one.

(He never knew that someone could make him feel so at ease, and so infatuated with their very being. The Deliberator is aware of his emotions, and knows that the love he felt for you was stronger than any feeling he'd had before.

He wonders if you knew of the effect you had on him - if you were aware of how he pined for every touch, word, and glance you had the possibility to give him. He wonders if you knew just how much he wanted to be completely enveloped in anything and everything you, until he knew more about you than anyone else, and you were so intertwined that you couldn't be kept from each other. He wanted everything you could give, and in return, he'd give you all that he was.)

Surprising the Deliberator with a kiss is also met with an ecstatic reaction on his part, and with how touchy he is it’s very easy to do. All that’s needed is for you to brace a hand against his jaw when he’s close enough, and gently pull him down to meet your gaze. His glowing eyes disappear for a second when he “blinks” and leans into your hands happily, only to go wide with a flash when you lean in.

The Deliberator knew your skin was soft, and he had imagined what it would feel like to have your lips against him many, many times. (Daydreaming about you was the thing he did the most outside of his actual job; he didn’t care to limit his thoughts about you for the sake of productivity).

But he didn’t know just how good kissing you would be; with you slowly moving your lips against his in a way that sent shivers through him and prompted a near whine to leave him as he softly pressed back. (He didn’t even know anything could elicit such a noise, mind you.)

You pull away to find him bleary and dazed, with a tight grip on you that barely allows you to move from him. He leans in closer to you quickly, whispering a plea against your lips. “Please, do that again,” he begs, and because you’re so kind (something he was always quick to praise you for) you do. As many times as he needs.

This moment was the catalyst of all the times the Deliberator found it necessary to kiss you first as well, which he does quite often. Kisses from the Deliberator are always soft and quick; stolen in the midst of one of those hugs he sweeps you up in, or simply a quick peck to the lips as he greets you. It’s done impulsively and as he’s filled with excitement just from being so close with you (and from the knowledge that you like it when he does this), and it shows from how he'll pepper the corners of your lips with them, eventually moving to kiss your cheeks as you laugh. He always returns to your lips though, in the end.

It’s usually up to you to go deeper with it, surprising him with a bite to his lip or a flick of your tongue against his mouth, something that never fails to pull a flustered gasp from him. (It’s a way for you to take back what little control you lose when he surprises you like this.)

The Deliberator is almost delirious when you slide your tongue into his mouth, head hazy from your warmth and the feeling of your lips and body against his. As you pulled away to breathe, they made a mental note to try to initiate this more with you. After all, if you seemed to enjoy it so much, then why wouldn’t they indulge in it more often? He'd give you anything, and he'd allow you to take even more. It's what you deserve, as his beloved.

- [THE CONDUCTOR] -

It’s hard to show the Conductor physical affection, at least it was at first. The whole reason why he had settled on simply recording your movements (amongst many other things) was that he couldn't exactly participate in them. The electricity that coursed through the Conductor was enough to cause you discomfort, even the beginnings of pain if it went on longer than a few minutes.

It was too much for him to risk; injuring you just to feel the sensation of your skin against the shadowy mass that made up his own was a trade-off he wasn't willing to make. Not that he doesn't want to, of course.

He wouldn’t ever tell you, but he had always been incredibly jealous of the other Employers just for how they can come into close contact with you. Their relationships with you appear to be far more intimate as a result, and while he's sure he can eventually reach that level of closeness (metaphorically speaking), it's simply unfair that he'd have to do so in a longer amount of time. It's the only time he'd question himself on why he was given this form by the Machine - a rarity, as there are few beings more sure of themselves than the Employers.

Despite his attempts to hide his envy, you eventually noticed. It was almost pitiable, and a part of you felt bad for having to leave the Conductor out of the affection you showed the others. It had taken quite a learning curve to strengthen your bond with the Employers (with you teaching them more than not; they really were clueless when it came to how normal people acted, even if they could pretend they weren’t for a short time). So you found a prospective solution to this issue; helping the Conductor control his conductivity. Or at least, making it so the volts that make up his being don’t cause you harm.

With this work in mind, and how quickly the Conductor was to agree (eager, you’d say, from how quickly he nodded and spoke word after word of gratefulness to you for thinking about trying), you began to show him more physical affection. It was a slow process, as you knew that genuinely startling him with a hug or even hand-holding likely wouldn’t end well. However, merely surprising him, on the other hand, was very easy.

The Conductor had never expected you to show him any care through touch, so when you lean over to him and gently take one of his hands in yours, running your thumbs along the unstable, ever-changing surface of his skin (or his equivalent to it), he flinches. You feel the quick zap of static against your fingers, and he immediately turns to ask if you’re okay, voice shaky and tinged with worry. He moved to pull his hand from your grasp before you could answer, but his eyes widened when you tighten your grip.

“I’m fine, Conductor, don’t worry. You’ve gotten better at controlling it, good job,” you say with a proud grin and lean further into his side, genuinely happy with his progress (he has worked diligently at it, after all). He burns at the praise, head tilting to the side as he shyly averts his gaze from you.

The Conductor never knew how nice it felt to have someone so happy for such a relatively small accomplishment (even if controlling his electrical currents did take considerable work, and the threat of hurting you again caused him immense anxiety). He looks back at you, unsure of what to do before you gesture for him to wrap an arm around your shoulders, and he does so, stiffening slightly when you nonchalantly lean into him in response. If he had a heart, it’d be beating dangerously fast. (So you'd wanted him to touch you more?)

He’s scared of hurting you, but at the same time, he can’t help feeling almost gleeful at how you’ve decided to give him this experience. At how you've decided to trust him with your safety and give him this second chance at physical affection.

Kissing the Conductor is very much the same, with how his actions are permeated by inexperience and the need for direction. He goes tense when you loop your arms around his neck and pull him in, at first believing that you just wanted a more intimate embrace, until you leaned up and pressed your lips into the wavering form of what made up his.

He gasps quietly and his hands release their hold on you, and you can hear the harsh crack of electricity from his fingers as he moves them away from you. (The last thing he wanted to do was make you pull away and stop kissing him because he was too surprised to get control of himself.)

The tingly feeling of the electrical currents running through his body isn’t unpleasant by any stretch, and you hear the hum of building static get louder when you sigh against him, tilting your head in an attempt to get him moving again. He reflects your movements curiously, lips molding against yours in slow, careful movements that make a grin pull at the corners of yours.

He doesn’t exactly relax until he feels you smile against him before pulling away, and if you could see them you’d realize that his hands hadn’t stopped shaking for the entirety of your kiss. He’s nervous for once in his life; terrified of screwing up things between you because he doesn’t know what to do. 

(You can’t blame him for it, or at least he hopes you’d see it that way. He’s never felt this way about anyone else, never been plagued with thoughts of how death would be a preferable alternative to losing your favor and attention. It’s dramatic, but he’s heard love was supposed to be that way.)

When it comes to the Conductor kissing you, it's always a decision with a lot of rumination behind it. He spends hours thinking of what he should do to initiate it, taking in your past reactions to anything affectionate (and how you kiss him) to come up with a suitable plan to get the best results. It’s not like you’re a test subject, but he doesn’t think he’d be able to handle the embarrassment of it going badly.

For you, though, it’s just as sudden as when you decide to do it. You’ll be sitting at his side before he shifts closer, far more than you’d been expecting at the time, and you’ll turn to face him with a questioning look. He seems to hesitate for a moment, but he’s upon you before you can get a word out, slamming his lips against yours in a motion you knew would end with a painful clacking of teeth if he was a human. He isn’t though, so you don’t find the need to correct him, instead leaning into him to press more firmly, delighting in how his grip tightens (likely to try and still his trembling hands). When you pull back from him, he looks at ease, even if the noise of electrical currents is far louder than before.

He wonders if doing it again as he'd like would be too greedy - a thought repeated each time he repeatedly presses his lips against yours.

- [THE AUDITOR] -

The Auditor has always been very physically affectionate with you, even when you first arrived and expected to see the opposite from him. This actually means surprising him with affection is rather rare, since he’d prefer to never spend even a single second away from your side. He considers it to be where he rightfully belongs, after all.

Though he actually is somewhat very shocked when you decide to do something before he can, if not a little taken aback at how you beat him to the punch. He considers it to be his responsibility to shower you with all the affection he can muster giving; he was the more "inferior" being in this scenario after all, and he already knew he loved you, so working for your approval was a given.

Plus, even if he’d absolutely love it if you returned his gestures (more than you could possibly know), he had little expectation that you’d do so in such a short period of knowing him. You certainly didn’t for the first few weeks you spent together. Besides, he wouldn't say he's that delusional. Not after his initial hopes of it were dashed, at least.

So you can imagine his surprise when you nudged his arms up from where they were resting on his desk, only to take a seat on his lap. He paused and you took a moment to get comfortable, leaning back into his chest and flashing him a lazy grin.

It takes him a moment to take in but he masks his surprise with a quiet chuckle, wrapping a single arm around your waist to pull your hips closer before loosening it - just slightly so he can let his hand rest on your side just under where your ribs end. His long fingers sneak under the hem of your shirt so he can smooth over your skin whilst the other writes on the paperwork he has to complete.

He thinks he's good at hiding his true reaction, but the way you feel the already-warm form of his flair with sudden heat (one you knew was hotter than usual) tells another story. As did the way his flames seemed to burn brighter and less controlled, and how he even raised a hand to tighten his tie (something he never did; it's not like it moved much with his clip holding it in place).

It was amusing, as the Auditor never broke composure like this before. However, the way you blushed at how suddenly he yanked you flush to his body made up for the "inequality" in how flustered you both were. Naturally, he notices this.

"Comfortable, darling?" He asks with a slightly teasing tone, reaching down with his other hand to cup your face and run a clawed thumb over your cheek. He doesn't know why you decided to get all close to him on your own, but that doesn't mean he won't take advantage of the situation to see how your face flushes and how your eyes flicker with changing emotions as he touches you more.

You thoroughly expect this at this point though. "Yes, of course, love," you say, "why wouldn't I be?" The response is done with practiced nonchalance, and you thought you might be able to get more of a bashful or embarrassed reaction. Though instead he only paused again before humming in contemplation. His hand tightened its grip on you and moved further underneath your shirt to trace further over your bare skin, and you inhaled shakily. So much for that attempt.

(Unbeknownst to you, he was trying to wrestle his emotions out of the way so you wouldn't see how much he was freaking out over what you said. He's immensely grateful for not having the ability to blush or purr as grunts do in moments like these, he'd prefer not to embarrass himself like this. How could he be viewed as a strong partner if you saw him get so worked up over your simple comments? But try as he might, he couldn't stop the sound of you calling him a genuine pet name from echoing in his mind.

Love, huh? Is that what you really thought of him as? It'd only be better if it was preceded by a "my", as being known simply as "your Love" was better than even his official title given to him by the Machine. If he has to define his very being by your terms, then that was more than acceptable. He was already yours, so why wouldn't it be?)

While your sudden surprises of affection only made him bolder with giving out his own (if that were even possible), it made you wonder what other reactions you could pull from him. Which is what gave you the idea to kiss him in the first place.

Oddly enough, while the Auditor could be very intrusive with how he insists on giving you attention physically, and had actually kissed you before (unlike the others), he'd never dared to do it on the mouth. He instead placed them close to the very corner of your lips, or your cheeks, or on your hands (most commonly).

(If only you knew how much restraint it took him. The Auditor knows he's hasty and rash, but with how powerful he was, taking whatever he wanted whenever he wanted was child’s play. And you had no idea just how badly he wanted to kiss you, really kiss you.

He wanted to watch your features contort in surprise, only to grow flushed and heated as he presses further into you. He wants to know what you taste like, and how those teeth of yours feel against his shadowy, unstable sinew when he runs his “tongue” along them. But patience was important. Despite how his urges call to him, everything had its time. He could sate himself through cuddling or chaste pecks on your cheek or forehead. For now.)

With how much he focused on trying not to be headstrong (which was very rare), he was blindsided when you kissed him first. He’s always close, which makes it simple for you, and as you tug on his crimson tie to get him nearer to your face, he actually thinks you’re going to kiss him on the cheek or something similar - “Returning the favor” as he heard you say before. However, you instead turn your head to plant your lips firmly on where his own are.

His reaction is instant, immediately pressing forward into you as his hands come up, one tugging you closer by your waist as the other cradles the back of your head. His body grows so hot that he almost burns you when you reach up to wind your arms around his neck and nip at the weirdly firm “surface” of his lips (or his equivalent of them, anyway).

He moans lowly when he feels your teeth tug at his bottom lip, responding by pushing you closer. You inhale sharply at the noise, only to gasp when you feel a sort of tongue-like appendage sweep across your lips, only for it to enter your mouth as a result.

The Auditor's taste is odd, like that of smoke, and the overwhelming scent of him is just the same, filled with the ash and flame that's so characteristic of him. The air feels thick with it as you inhale through your nose, a noise slipping from you as he maps out the individual shapes of your teeth and winds his "tongue" with yours. You pull away just as you feel the pointed tip of it dart up against the very back of your mouth's roof, shivering and panting as clouds of smoke leave your breath, as though you've just taken a long drag from a cigarette.

The Auditor is almost shaking, mind running a mile a minute as he quickly reflects over your actions. He's not as surprised as you'd expect, but he's not all there either; his overwhelming need for more of your touch, and the want to worship you physically as you so rightfully deserve has only gotten stronger. And now he wonders - as he leans back to insistently press his lips on yours once more, and delights in how you push back roughly - what's the harm in letting go and doing as he always does?

The floodgates were broken with that simple interaction, and you should expect him to kiss you every time you end up together; whether it be a chaste one or a long, drawn-out kiss that ends with your hands tugging at his once-perfectly-put together collar so you can take a breath, he needs it now. It's almost like he can't live without it, and it shows in how rushed his movements are. While he isn't forceful enough to do it if you push him away, he is enough to initiate it whenever he feels the time is right (which is almost always).

He just wants to feel every part of you he can all the time, so that the memory of you and how you feel is so ingrained into him that he'd never be able to forget it. The way you react to his kisses is addictive, and he wants to see it again and again. It's part of how he shows his love, you see, and there is nobody more deserving of such attention than you.

But you should also know, from the words he whispers to you on occasion, that you're the only person he'd ever do this for because you're the only one he belongs to. The Auditor is always taking what he wants, so why don't you officially take him? It is your right, and he's always been yours, after all.

#tw: yandere #tw: suggestive #It's been like 100 years since we've had some Employer based stuff haha #self aware m:pn au #samau #player!reader #yandere auditor #yandere stygian #yandere conductor #yandere deliberator #auditor x reader #stygian x reader #conductor x reader #deliberator x reader #yandere madcom #yandere madness combat #madness combat x reader #my writing #i ❤️ anons

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how about another Audi? maybe some headcanons of him with an employer!reader? that or any other type of reader you feel like writing for, I don't mind any! whatever makes you comfortable. thank you and have a nice day!

Well. Time to get back to it Hm? Writers block will not keep me down forever! Auditor with an Employer Reader? I'll see what I can do!

Auditor x Employer! Reader Headcanons

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *⋘ 𝑙𝑜𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑑𝑎𝑡𝑎... ⋙☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

One thing I can tell for certain is he worries far less for you, knowing that you too are an Employer- You are far less mortal than the grunts of Nevada. He sees you as far more capable of handling the threats and dangers, just don't go trying to one on one Hank. Could you beat Wimbleton? Likely. Would that fight give Auditor a Heart attack? Absolutely.

Whatever your task or job is as an Employer, he's fascinated by it. It could be a task as huge as recording the fates of those who lived, or as little as just overseeing this world. No matter what he enjoys hearing about your accomplishments in whatever you do. Please, feel free to tell him about it.

Employers biologically are a bit different, so if you do get injured he's very likely just to handle it himself instead of letting a medic go tend to you. Does he sometimes mess with improbability using the internalized drive he has to give you a higher chance of healing quicker? Well... No one can prove that ;)

One of his favorite things to do with you is dance on the roof of his main agency at night. Two shadow figures swirling around, waltzing through the darkness in a long since forsaken world. The moment a bit of peace in the chaos, the eye of the storm.

Speaking of forsaken world... You're just about the only thing in this world and beyond he sees as truthfully worth his time that's not something that he's tasked to terminate. Hank and that infuriating organization he works with are only a focal point because of being an ever present thorn in his flaming side. You, though, are the highlight of eternity to his existence- his light in such a dark world. And he hopes you see him the same way.

You are still getting spoiled. He's a man of power after all, which means you can be given the best of gifts he can give to you. Give him gifts in return and watch him melt into a flustered puddle, unsure if the heat in his face is natural or induced by the invisible blush across his face.

#madness combat x reader #madness combat #madness project nexus #madcom x reader #madness combat imagines #requests #auditor x reader #the auditor

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sillay insert doodles bc i havent done THAT in a while ,,,,,,,,,, tee hee

#these are fun i like doing them. when i dont have to worry about anatomy that is . then its hell on earth <3 #idk maybe ill do more of these tomorrow. they'll all be sketches that ill MAYBE clean up but. we'll see <3 #idk feel free 2 suggest a blorbo. i guess. who knows. #art.jpeg #deimos x reader #auditor x reader #madness combat x reader #madcom x reader #if you seen the version of this post with 3k tags no you didnt shut UP !!!!!

[idyat]

Madness combat requests idfk

Requests: Open

Since I'm currently STARVING for madcom x reader content (*cough*Deimos*cough*) I have decided to take matters into my own hands

Masterlist

I'll do drawings, headcanons, oneshots, alphabets and multiple parts stories but don't expect these to be good OR quickly done since this is my first time and I am the queen of procrastination

What I will do

•Fluff

•Platonic

•Crack/shitpost

•Heavy angst

•Gore, blood

•Suggestive

•Gendered readers IF their gender is relevant to the story

What I won't do

•P*dophilia, inc*st, toxic/abusive relationships, r*pe, etc

•Transphobia, homophobia, racism, sexism, etc

•Explicit smut

What I'll TRY to do

•AU's

•Polyamory

•Mental or physical conditions

Characters I won't write for (everyone else is probably valid)

•ROMP.FLA

•OC's

Arena Mode Characters I'll write/draw for:

Since I just started watching arena mode gameplay, the list of characters I will write or draw for it will grow over time as I discover them (once the list's dissapeared, it means every arena character is available)

Chopper Dave (please request for him)

Quartermaster Bert

Skinner M.D

Bossman

Chef Pava

Player (however they would be quite hard to write for so if you can give as many precisions as possible in the request that would be lovely)

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#madness combat x reader #Madcom x reader #Hank J. wimbleton x reader #sanford x reader #deimos x reader #jebus x reader #tricky the clown x reader #tricky x reader #Auditor x reader #phobos x reader #jebediah christoff x reader #hoffnar x reader #madcom hank x reader #madcom deimos x reader #madcom sanford x reader #2BDamned x reader #madcom doc x reader #madcom tricky x reader #madcom jebus x reader #madcom phobos x reader #the auditor x reader #madcom auditor x reader #madness combat deimos x reader #madness combat sanford x reader #madcom sheriff x reader #madness combat sheriff x reader

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Hi 😁 I have not been able to stop thinking about Kenshi's hands in MK1 so could I please request headcanons for Kenshi with a sub!reader who wants to suck on his fingers during sex? (I am definitely going to Hell)

cw. nsfw, gn!reader, hand kink, finger sucking, fingering *not proofread, just pure horny

[that one close-up pic of Kenshi’s tattooed hands 🛐🛐🛐] this takes place before the blinding incident-

kinktober masterlist

MINORS DNI!!

Kenshi wasn’t oblivious to your staring much to your dismay.

He could feel your eyes on him when he was handling Sento, twirling a pen and even when he was absentmindedly rubbing his thumb against your skin as his hand laid on your thigh. He simply enjoyed watching your eyes dilate and look anywhere but at him when he held your face gently, caressing your cheeks with gentle touches.

Loves nothing more than to pull your lip down with his thumb and watch it snap back into place once he lets go. Adores how glossy-eyed you get when he wipes away stray food from around your mouth just to bring that hand up to his lips and lick his fingers clean.

But what he loves most is watching your eyes roll back into your skull as his fingers press against your tongue. Your hands wrapped around his wrist as he groans at how you flick your tongue over his fingers. To put it simply, Kenshi loved watching you lose your mind over every minuscule movement his hands made.

He lives for your reactions, any contortion of your face, your eyes sparkling with tears as you beg and plead for him to touch you more. Cooing ever so softly before roughly pressing two fingers against your tongue, feeling his dick throb inside you.

#the-house-of-auditore-frye #bubbly speaks <3 #ash answers #bubbly writes <3 #kinktober #kinktober 2023 #mortal kombat smut #mortal kombat x reader #mortal kombat #mortal kombat x you #mortal kombat 1 #mk1 #mk smut #kenshi takahashi #mk kenshi #kenshi x reader #kenshi smut #kenshi takahashi smut #mk kenshi takahashi

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auditor hugging y/n and little tendril things wrap around em

Funny fire/shadow person.

#auditor x reader #madcom x reader #madness combat x reader #they’re so silly silly funny

[nevadas-night-time-novelist]

What the bois would get you for Valentines day

Happy valentines day ducklings

❤

Hank - A heart, still warm and bloody

Sanford - Flowers and handmade cupcake

Deimos - Chocolates, but he'd try and eat some too

Doc - A kiss. For a guy who doesn't do much physical affection, it's a lot

Tricky - The corpse of someone you dislike

Jebus - Flowers and a hand written letter with mushy love stuff

Crackpot - A set of wings like his own

Phobos - Expensive jewellery with red diamonds carved into heart shapes

Auditor - His full and undivided attention, plus being treated like royalty with a spa day while agents wait on you hand and foot

Torture - MAG size teddy bear with plush nails in its head to look like him

#madcom x reader #madness combat x reader #madcom #madness combat #hank x reader #sanford x reader #deimos x reader #2bdamned x reader #tricky x reader #jebus x reader #crackpot x reader #phobos x reader #auditor x reader #torture x reader #hank #sanford #deimos #2bdamned #jebus #jebediah christoff #dr crackpot #phobos #auditor #mag agent torture #mag torture

[kiatheinsomniac]

hi kia :) are you doing ok? i hope you are queen 💃 I was wondering if you could write how the assassins (altair, ezio, connor, arno, jacob) would react to a reader who suddenly passed out after standing up too fast 😭 it happened to me yesterday and it made me laugh so hard afterwards like thats the goofiest way to pass out ever 💀 iron deficiency queen 👏

☾ ⋆ ﾟ𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 / 𝐑𝐔𝐋𝐄𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒: bestie mood. i stand up too quickly and immediately go semi-blind and have to lean on things for support lol 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒: altaïr, ezio, ratonhnhaké:ton | connor, arno, jacob 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: none

｡･:*˚:✧｡ altaïr ibn-la'ahad

♡ he's got the fastest reflexes you've ever seen, he's lunging to catch you so you don't fall or hit your head. He immediately checks that you're still breathing and will cup your face in his hands and give firm pats to your cheeks while talking loudly to you, trying to pull you back to consciousness

♡ when he finds out why you've passed out, he's immediately reprimanding you and sending you to go and eat enough nutritious foods.

｡･:*˚:✧｡ ezio auditore

♡ he wasn't quick enough to catch you yes this is based on how quick you have to be to interact with the game or you don't get to hug Leonardo sobs but he does immediately check you over for injury, your head being the first he checks. He lays you on your back with your head in his lap as he waits the few moments it takes for you to return to consciousness

♡ he immediately begins to ask how you feel and if anywhere hurts and wants to know if you're sick or if you've been eating or drinking enough. He'll pick you up bridal style and cook you a meal himself if it's older Ezio but younger Ezio will lay you down somewhere cosy while he sends for a servant to cook for you.

｡･:*˚:✧｡ ratonhnhaké:ton | connor kenway

♡ he won't show it but he panics. He's watched his village be burned to the ground as a child and his life's work revolves around killing people so when he sees you drop to the floor, his first though isn't that you've fainted but that you've died.

♡ he soon gets over that moment of gut-wrenching panic though and comes to his senses, immediately checking you over for injury, checking your temperature and your breathing. He sets you down somewhere comfortable, assuming you're now on your way to bruising from hitting the ground. He makes sure that you get plenty to eat and drink, trying to use the most nutritious ingredients he can for you.

｡･:*˚:✧｡ arno dorian

♡ another one who panics due to childhood trauma: when he sees someone laid on the floor like that, for a moment, that awful memory of his father flashes before his eyes. He's not so good at hiding his concern as Connor is though. The panic is evident in his voice as he calls out to you and dashes to your side.

♡ Arno knows to make sure that you haven't hit your head or anything and he sets your head in his lap while he waits for you to regain consciousness. When your eyes do open again and you look up at him, you'll see teary eyes and shaking hands on him. But he's just relieved you're ok. You'll get a very pointed tongue-lashing from him following by him insisting on making sure you're well-fed and hydrated

｡･:*˚:✧｡ jacob frye

♡ with quick reflexes and his very extroverted personality, Jacob is either fast enough to catch you or surrounded by some Rooks who he can call to so they can break your fall if he's too far. His first worry is that you're overworking yourself so he makes sure you get a break from work

♡ cannot cook to save his life so he's had to go out and order food to bring back for you (or he's begged Evie to cook for which he now owes her many favours) but he insists that you eat and drink well to recover

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[demigoddessqueens]

Assassin's reactions to you trying to learn their native language?

Sure thing!

altair

He’s standing in the doorway when he hears you practicing some words in Arabic. He does commend your efforts for learning but let the master show you how. He is a patient tutor, and he thinks it’s cute when you learn ‘habibi’

edward

I know he speaks English but he is from Wales

If you speak Welsh, it feels like “coming home” for him. A familiar feeling that he feels comfortable with, you two carrying on full conversations in Welsh sometimes.

shay

Kinda same thing for Shay

Speaking Irish Gaeilge/Gaelic is a “safe, familiar” feeling for him, and he’s more than eager to help teach you if you’re curious.

yusuf

Learning Turkish in your spare time is an endeavor but he’s so sweet about it, commending you for learning a new language and eagerly sets aside time for study lessons

ezio

He’s so flattered you’re learning Italian and he’s more into it than you are in trying to learn. But he’s also the super flirty one trying to teach you all the affectionate terms

connor

You’ve always been curious about him and figured a good way to know about him is to study his language. He heard you practicing one day when he comes to the Homestead, and swears his heart started to flutter. Sure he says he’s just trying to help, as if he’s not looking for a way to be closer to you.

aya and bayek

You a new recruit from a different region, and you knew said Founders were adamant about having skills. That being said, Aya commends you for learning the Egyptian dialect and Bayek is such a patient teacher.

arno

He’s going all in when you’re starting to learn French, thinking it sounds so cute when you’re trying to pronounce words and yes, teaches you the flirty ones first

kassandra

It’s nice to have such an accomplished tutor with Kassandra, and learning Greek just seems more fun when she teaches you. That and the other hundreds of dialects shes picked up over the centuries

eivor

Learning Nordic is not easy but whenever Eivor teaches you, it just sounds more melodic with how smooth their voice is you get lost in it

basim

I’d like to think he’d take a more direct approach in teaching you Arabic, dropping a few dialects he’s picked up in Baghdad or in the House of Knowledge.

Bonus

If you speak a different language around Jacob and Evie, I’d imagine they would be curious about learning a new dialect and would even drop a few new learned words around you

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[cosmica-galaxy]

The Player gets very sick - Player x Yan!Madcom

Okay, last one for a while. Promise. I just had all of these ideas and wanted to work on the two that interested me the most. There’s gonna be more, certainly. Also, thank you @saltymongoose for liking my little tidbits of ideas and making so much content for all of us to enjoy reading over and over again! Featuring Hank, Deimos, Sanford, 2BDamned, and Auditor. - – - – HANK – Hank knew something was off the moment you got out of the truck and prepared to dispatch on your shared mission together. Today, you were with Hank on a mission to help him infiltrate an AAHW building for some documents that were stored deep in the depths of the facility. Yet, Hank seemed to give all of his attention to you when you stumbled out of the back of the truck. Obviously, he was concerned. Despite your constant insisting that you were fine, Hank took notice of the thin sheen of sweat coating your forehead and the certain tired look in your eyes. One that filled him with discomfort and…unease, surprisingly. Yet, no matter how much he pressed, you always insisted that you were okay. Hank wanted to believe you, but he just couldn’t. Regardless, he reluctantly accepts your dismissal and you both carry on with the mission as normal. However, the way you performed in battle was just the final nail in your metaphorical coffin. Your movements were sluggish and delayed. As Hank was taking a few more hits than normal as you both pushed through the facility and the waves of enemies that stood between your shared goal. He watches from the corner of his goggles as you struggle to pull those strings you were iconically known for, even the warmth that would usually fill his being flickered about like a candle that struggled to stay lit. Hank, despite his rapidly growing concern, kept tearing apart the agents that got in his way in an obedient manner. You said you were fine…so he just had to believe you…at least for the time being. Once you both reached your goal and secured the documents that their group needed, Hank was relieved…until the moment you physically collapsed. Your warmth suddenly pulling away from his being shocked Hank out of his momentary satisfaction as his gaze was quickly filled with concern as he hurried over to your fallen form. He picks up his dearest Player, finding you to be quickly overheating and sweltering. He could only hold you close to his chest as he stuffs the documents into his pack and begins to evacuate you both from the building. His retreat was unparalleled in its aggression to when he was forcing his way into the building. Any stragglers that got in his way were quickly kicked, rammed, or grabbed and thrown out of the way. He guards your weakened form like a loyal soldier as he breaks down the door to the outside and rushes to the truck. He gingerly places his Player into the passenger seat and in no time at all, he was practically speeding back to base. He didn’t stop for anything. Anyone that got in his way was promptly run over and splattered onto the windshield. He barely even spared Deimos when he peels into their HQ parking lot, earning him a quick few rude hand gestures from Deimos. However, he was far from concerned with anyone else, he NEEDED to get you to Doc right now. He wastes no time in carrying you into the building, quickly drawing concern from the rest of the group, as he makes a beeline for Doc’s quarters. He kicks the door in and the Doctor nearly chews his ass out for breaking the door, but the moment 2Bdamned focuses his gaze onto your shaking and discolored form, he forgets the door and hurries over to Hank. Hank reluctantly parts with you as 2Bdamned places you on the stretcher in the room to begin checking your vitals and running diagnostics. Hank could only sit to the side and watch helplessly as his Player was panting and suffering from whatever was ailing you. Minutes turned to hours, but Hank staunchly refused to leave your side. He wanted to be there for his Player when you woke up. He would wait until the end of time if he had to. He wasn’t going to leave his Player for anything. Not until he knew you were going to be okay. - – - – DEIMOS AND SANFORD – . Sanford was the first to notice your obvious change in behavior. His much more oblivious partner, Deimos, barely took notice…at least, at first. Not until Sanford brought it to his attention quietly as the two watched your eyes blink with a glazed-over look and how your breathing was a bit more labored than normal. The drive to the mission location was quiet, but both your vessels secretly take notice of your body having abnormal qualities to it today. Even the warmth you radiated seemed to be weaker than normal. When questioned if you felt alright by Sanford, you only brushed off his concerned questioning with a very unconvincing facade about how you felt great and that they didn’t need to worry about anything. In your terms, you ‘felt great’. To which both Deimos and Sanford shared a look of disapproval. But still, they had a mission to complete…but it didn’t stop the both from keeping an eye on you. Sanford’s hunch that something wasn’t right with you only seemed to get worse with time as he watched how your performance with controlling your vessels seemed to be off as well. Both him and Deimos were taking more hits than normal and your strings almost seemed to be flickering in and out of existence more often than not. You even seemed to be struggling with pulling them around. So while Deimos recklessly rushed ahead to get rid of as many AAHW agents as he could, Sanford stayed farther back to watch the condition of their precious Player as carefully as he could. Once you all managed to get to the terminal that Deimos needed to hack for the information you came here for, their shared fear was suddenly realized. You collapse into an unconscious heap. Sanford lets out a surprised shout of your name as Deimos turns around to see what happened. Both quickly grew concerned as you remained unresponsive to them both. Sanford quickly takes charge, his steely resolve cracking a bit as he demands that Deimos finish up and that he’ll carry you back to the truck. Sanford and Deimos quickly wrap up their mission and Sanford keeps your unconscious form close to his broad chest as the two of them sprint back through the building. Deimos stays ahead to deal with any stragglers as Sanford holds you close protectively. His sole objective now is to get you out of the building and to Doc as fast as they could. The two managed to escape as the both of them hop into the car, Deimos getting behind the wheel and Sanford holding you close into the passenger seat. In a more lighthearted scenario, the vessels would probably be arguing at who got to hold you. But right now, they set their envy and jealousy aside for your sake. You could be dying for all they knew! It was a mad dash back to the base as Deimos pulled into the parking area, Sanford barely waited for the truck to come to a stop before throwing open the door and rushing inside their temporary headquarters, Deimos not too far behind. They run to the medbay and meet up with Doc, who was waiting on standby. Mostly because Deimos had entered a nearly hysterical state of mind while talking on his commlink while they drove back to base. Giving Doc the rundown of what happened and when you collapsed, Sanford explains as he lays you gently onto the waiting stretcher. Doc takes notes on the symptoms that both Deimos and Sanford described before getting to work. He shoos the other two vessels from the room to work in peace, but that didn’t ease any of their worries as Deimos was pacing the living area with about the 5th cigarette he’s smoked in his mouth and Sanford was cleaning up his prized hook in an effort to get his mind off their Player being in the medbay. There was a lot of tension in the air as both Deimos and Sanford waited for minutes…then minutes turned to hours. The time ticking by was like torture as they waited for any news regarding your condition. Sanford was practically kicking himself internally as his steely expression gives away to worry as Deimos anxiously lights up a 6th cigarette with his thumb. Both vessels feeling responsible for neglecting their precious Player’s health. It didn’t matter how long it would take. Both would wait for years if they had to. Just please be okay. - – - – 2BDAMNED – . The sound of the medbay doors being violently kicked open was enough to make the doctor nearly jump out of his skin as he turned around to berate the person who stormed into his office rudely, but the words die in his throat when he sees the familiar form of Hank holding the body of their precious Player in his arms. The doctor immediately abandoned the paperwork on his desk, rushing to Hank’s side to get a better look at you. His mind jumped to conclusions as he feared the worst. That someone was able to harm you somehow or that your Player status had changed and made you just as mortal as the rest of your vessels. Hank doesn’t resist as he sets you on the cot that Doc had guided him towards. Upon inspection, the medic finds himself relieved to see that you were sporting no injuries and that you were breathing, but that didn’t explain your condition. Upon questioning Hank, Doc’s worries only seemed to mount higher and higher as Hank explains that you had collapsed on the mission and had been displaying different behavior all day. Then, he describes what he saw to the medic. The doctor takes notes of the symptoms and makes quick assumptions on how to treat your illness. Despite his limited knowledge on human anatomy, the doctor was familiar with some sicknesses and illnesses that Grunts would sometimes get. He would have to run some tests to get a much more accurate picture. With a quick ushering of Hank off to the side, to which the large grunt refused to leave your side, the doctor got to work. His hands a flurry of movement as he gathers up the basic supplies he would need to test your vitals and condition. A quick few tests were done. A hand pressed to your head confirmed you were running a VERY high fever. The sweating and shaking of your body was demonstrating visible discomfort and distress. Your labored breathing was a sign that you were overheating. Among other things, the doctor then began with the examination. A temperature check confirmed his worry of a high fever and he took a blood sample to test your antibodies and diagnose anything else wrong with your body. Hank served as an assistant during this time, as he would obediently fetch whatever the doctor needed from the outside area of their makeshift HQ. he brought rags that the Doctor would soak in cooled saline and applied that to your forehead. Other things included a fan to help you cool down, a change of clothes to get you into something more comfortable when you woke up, and supplies from the medicine cabinet in his primary office. The medic stayed hard at work as he ran through the list of human anatomy that you managed to teach him as he dug through his memory of what you said about when humans would get sick. He remembered information regarding painkillers, cool rags, and…soup? Chicken noodle soup? Doc had no idea where to get that from, so he would just work with his usual equipment. The doctor wasn’t getting anywhere much, especially since you were unconscious. Even hours later, he wasn’t any closer to finding a diagnosis. He performed the tests and showed how your heart rate was beating higher than usual, your antibodies were elevated, and you were still unconscious. But the doctor refused to give up. No matter how tired his eyes got or how much his back hurt. For you, he would keep trying. Just holding on to the hope that you would wake up soon. - – - – AUDITOR– . The Auditor was in a bad mood today. Any unfortunate underling that crossed his path quickly dove back out of the way, not making an utterance as their boss stalks on by their terrified and trembling forms. Yet he didn’t have time to deal with tripe such as them, he continued his path to the medbay area of the AAHW facility, opening the door with a loud slam. The grunts inside were quick to jump out of their skin as he stalks inside the room and quickly points a fiery claw towards the three best performing medics in the bay, to which they tremble in fear in response. “You three. Grab some equipment and follow me. Now.” He demands and the three hurry to obey as he takes a few long strides back towards the direction of where he came from, the three AAHW medics following close behind. The walking led them past numerous other grunts that were nervous to see their Employer stalking down the halls, but it wasn’t any of their business nor place to ask why he was doing so.. Not that any of them would dare to anyway. The Auditor had his business and they had theirs. The Auditor’s form then leads the three medics to the upper floors, ones that were classified and off limits for normal everyday grunts. Only grunts of importance were allowed onto these floors. Still, the medics followed and the Auditor threw open a door that opened up into a large room. Despite there being metallic and concrete walls, the inside was colorful and held various pieces of media and items that decorated the walls. Some that many of the medics never even seen before. It was even designed to share the similarities to a bedroom. With a bed in the center, rugs that covered the floor, a table with chairs, a nice couch, an entertainment center, and even a bookcase. All the medics were curious and showed interest, but kept their comments to themselves. The Employer then steps inside and approaches the bed, to which the medics now realize was occupied. The Auditor stands at the bedside closest to the form in the bed, his facial expression briefly demonstrating worry as he flicks his gaze to the medics that followed him. His eyes fiery red with contained fury as the grunts quiver in fear. “You three will perform a wellness check on them.” The Auditor commands, pointing at the figure laying in the bed. To which the medics nodded obediently and the Auditor steps back enough to allow the medics to get a better view of their charge. To which, some tilt their head to the side and show curiosity as they look at your face. Panting, sweating, and wincing in pain as they shared a look between one another before shrugging and getting to work. They talked among themselves. One medic took notes of the symptoms that were present on your unconscious figure, another was running an assortment of tests on the equipment they brought up with them, and the last one took some samples to test back in the lab. Each working around the other as they examined and quickly finished their examination to avoid angering their boss. Once done, they stepped away and allowed The Auditor to take his place back at your immediate bedside. His glare was harsh and cruel, as he stands protectively over your dormant form. “You will go back to the medbay and do everything in your power to find out what is wrong with them. Do you understand?” The Auditor lets out a low growl as his minions nod immediately in response. “Excellent. Now, get out!” He snaps at the medics as they hurry from the room to return to the medbay as quickly as possible. Carrying their equipment and samples with them as they hurry from the room to get out of there as fast as they could. Once they are gone, the Auditor visibly relaxes and returns his simmering gaze back over his precious Player’s suffering form that laid in the bed. It has only been a few days that he brought you here to Nevada and you have already gotten very ill…and he didn’t know a thing about human anatomy. He and the other employers were stumped on what to do…and the Auditor HATED not knowing what to do. He felt so sickeningly powerless as he gently sticks out a shadowy claw and wipes at your forehead, the condensation that built up on your forehead evaporating as he drags his hand around your face tenderly. Oh, his poor Player. As much as he loved suffering and pain, yours was just a sight not even he could stomach. Such a beautiful being…ravaged by a disease that plagues your very body…and he felt so useless in response to this event. He should’ve been prepared for any side effects that would’ve come out of your transportation to Nevada. This error of judgement and general incompetence just would not do. Hopefully his staff wouldn’t be so useless while he and his employer brethren find some information on how to help you recover from this bothersome illness that ails you so. He just brought you here. He doesn’t intend to lose you. Not now…not ever. He would do everything in his power to make sure you get better. He promises.

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