#arcade x reader

[everydayyoulovemeless]

…arcade nsfw alphabet please

Arcade NSFW Alphabet

➼ Word Count » 1.1k ➼ Warnings » Bondage, Semi-Public Sex, MDNI ➼ Genre » Romantic, NSFW

A - Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Arcade likes to service others, so when you're both done, he'll help clean you off before wrapping you in his Follower's coat and sitting beside you. This is probably his favorite part of the entire thing. It makes him happy to know he has someone to confide in or to simply be beside. It's comforting, and he wouldn't trade it for anything.

B - Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

He loves your hands. He feels himself getting flustered anytime your fingers run along his shoulders or tangle themselves in his hair. When it comes to himself, though, he doesn't really have a favorite part. It's just whatever you seem to like most about him.

C - Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

He doesn't care where either of you cum. Just talk to him beforehand, and he'll be down to do whatever. Just don't do it on his clothes. He can't think of many situations where that would be a problem, but just in case, he'd love it if you didn't do that.

D - Dirty secret (pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He wouldn't mind fucking in public at all. Now, it'd have to be in a considerably safe and non-irradiated area (the followers' camp), but besides that, he wouldn't mind.

E - Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

It's been a while since the last guy he's been with, so he knows what to expect but is a bit rusty when it comes down to it.

F - Favorite position (this goes without saying)

I see him being in the bottom/submissive positions for missionary and doggy style a lot. He's fine with whatever, but those are his two go-to's.

G - Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

He likes to be snarky and tease you, saying something like, "Are you sure you know what you're doing?" But he's one of the most easily flustered people when you get him in a position like this. It's not hard to keep him quiet.

H - Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

His hair is short and a lot more gray in color. He keeps himself very well groomed as his physical health is something he deems to be important. Especially considering the fact he's a doctor.

I - Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Arcade only ever gets embarrassed when you plan something romantic for him. He'll still shoot quips your way, but it'll be with a slight stutter. It's not often something this nice happens to him, so he feels awkward whenever you plan something romantic for him.

J - Jack Off (masturbation headcanon)

He doesn't jerk himself off that often. If he's particularly stressed, he might, but there are better, more sanitary ways to let off steam.

K - Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Semi-Public Sex, Bondage, Submission, Overstimulation, Anal (kinda self-explanatory, but I felt like I should add it).

L - Location (favorite places to do the do)

Anywhere with a bed.

M - Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

You could help someone out and he'd be turned on. He finds it hot when he can see himself being with someone for the rest of his life, so when he sees you make a kind gesture solely of your own volition, he can't help but flirt with you a bit and see where you'd take it. You're dreadfully interesting to him and, as long as you're being authentic, he'll be a mess of a man.

N - No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Dirty talk. Bro would rather kill himself than talk dirty to you. The quickest way he gets turned off is when he tries to say something hot. It just makes him cringe. Please don't ask him to do that.

O - Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Giving. He likes being able to... help people out. And what better way to do that than this?

P - Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

He prefers a more sensual pace. As smart as he is, he can't help but be a bit sappy at times, and he thinks these parts are just a lot more romantic. Although, you wouldn't have to try hard to convince him to try something more rough.

Q - Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

He doesn't really have an opinion. Not his favorite, but he wouldn't say no.

R - Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Kinda? He's willing to try out a lot as long as there's no risk of permanent harm. Run it by him, talk it out. He's down for a lot more than some might think.

S - Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

He likes being overstimulated, so as many as you think there should be. Tie him down and make him cum as many times as you want. He's fully at your disposal.

T - Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

No, he prefers the more natural way. Toys kinda freak him out, and he wouldn't ever trust a sex toy from Freeside. Or Vegas for that matter. Too many health risks that could occur.

U - Unfair (how much they like to tease)

A lot. Arcade loves teasing. Just remember he's a sub. Tug his hair a bit and he'll lose all control.

V - Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

He's like the middle ground of loud. If you're doing it in public you'll have to put your hand over his mouth, but if you got a room it shouldn't be a problem.

W - Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

If the two of you talked about it beforehand, he wouldn't mind trying aphrodisiacs with you.

X - X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

He's pretty average, like 5 inches.

Y - Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Average. He likes to build up to sex rather than do it every other night. And he's in his mid-30s.

Z -Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

He likes lying beside you and just talking with you before he falls asleep. This kinda ties back to the aftercare headcannon. He just likes being around you in these moments.

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[jelluf1sh]

what's on my mind ? going on a date to the arcade with teen!gojo. feeling his soft hand in yours as he drags you along, the patterned carpeted floor beneath your feet as you follow behind him, laughing, "slow down, 'toru, we have all day!" only for it to fall on deaf ears because gojo has always loved the arcade. thinking about the way he challenges you to games he knows you're bad at, his dimples creasing into his cheeks and his eyebrows quirked in satisfaction as he watches you sulk and pout and whine about him being unfair or "cheating" when you inevitably lose. thinking about the way he makes up for teasing you by winning you that plushie you'd been eyeing from the claw machine (even if it took him some frustration and roughly 15 dollars), your mood immediately improved as you follow him around with it in your arms. his arms around your waist and his chin on your shoulder as he whispers, "go, baby!" or, "there y'go," or "attagirl," into your ear as you [try to] focus on a game of your choosing. it's a day for you two, in your own little bubble, just two dumb teenagers in love. the way he smiles? only for you. the way he pouts when you win? only 'cause you look so cute when you beat him, even if you are rubbing it in his face. the way his lashes flutter against his cheeks when he pulls you into a sweet kiss ("your reward for winning," as he put it)? only because it's your lips he's kissing. thinking about the sparkle in his pretty eyes when you win him a keychain as a thanks at the end of it all, and the way you catch the little cat figure dangling from his schoolbag the very next day. ♡

#꒰🪼꒱ jelly writes. #gojo satoru #jjk #gojo drabble #satoru gojo x reader #gojo x reader #jjk fluff #jujutsu kaisen fluff #jjk drabbles #jujutsu kaisen x reader #hnnnghhh im in love with him ur honor!! #GOJO DIMPLES!!! >>> #idk about u guys but i love the arcade #i love this boy... #please kiss me

[starrspice]

Is this anything?

#yada yada yada #something about cinderella #woke out of a dead sleep to scribble this and get it out of my head #fnaf sb #moondrop #my art #fnaf security breach #fnaf moon #fanart #dca fandom #dca au #fnaf daycare attendant #daycare attendent #dca fnaf #dca x reader #moon x reader #moon x y/n #may work this into arcade lights #when i eventually over haul that amnesia au

[ghost-proofbaby]

when you know, you know. (e.m.)

summary: air hockey has never been so romantic.

warnings: it's alluded to that reader is wearing red lipstick. not edited.

pairing: eddie munson x reader

wc: 1.8k+

a/n: a very late valentine's day gift for you all (and eddie). also, the fact i've never written proper mechanic eddie... what a shame.

“Yes!” 

If any of the nearby children flinched, you didn’t notice. You were too wrapped up in your victory, going as far as to partake in a terribly embarrassing dance on your end of the air hockey table as Eddie shakes his head slowly. 

“You definitely cheated,” he deadpans, a twitch of a smile nearly giving him away as he leans down to pick the puck out of the slot below on his end, “There’s no way you’re about to beat me in under five minutes, again.” 

You smile, lips painted red under the lowlights of the arcade as you lean over the table and taunt him, “Or maybe it’s just a skill issue. I wouldn’t keep beating you if you were actually a professional in air hockey like you’d claimed, Munson.” 

Three dates – tonight makes four – and you still hadn’t quite worked out how you’d managed to capture the attention of the boy before you. When he’d originally asked you out to coffee, you’d swallowed down all your excessive excitement just to answer him. The local mechanic that you’d been making heart eyes at every few months when you’d go in for an oil check, the one who hadn’t allowed the others at the shop to oversell you on a damn thing when you’d get your tires rotated. Who always smiled shyly as he’d bring you back your keys.

You’d figured the coffee date would last an hour if you were lucky. The two of you would spend more than five minutes in the same room together, he’d realize how overbearing you were, and that would be the end of it. Ridiculous crush effectively squashed. 

But it hadn’t. 

It had lasted hours, plural. Coffees finished and second lattes nursed until they’d gone cold, the outcome had been the exact opposite of your expectations. Your conversation had flowed effortlessly, common ground and common interests found with ease, and suddenly, Eddie was more than just some cute mechanic for your friends to tease you over. 

The first date had only ended due to his shift at the shop that afternoon. 

The subsequent sushi dinner date, and then the movie night the next week, had also lasted hours. 

“For someone who works on cars, you should be a lot better with your hands,” you poke gentle fun at him as he makes the first hit against the puck this time, far more careful than you had been when serving. 

“Or maybe I’m just determined to keep letting my pretty date win.” 

“And why would you ever do that?” 

Another hit from your mallet, the sharp tapping of your aggressive push ringing out over the sound of nearby machines. You don’t dare to glance in the direction of the ruckus, but you’re pretty sure someone has just won an exciting amount of tickets based on the squeals of glee. 

“I dunno,” Eddie pauses to shrug after he hits the puck once more, his guard dropping. You’re ruthless as you take the opportunity to shoot the puck straight into ‘goal’ on his side of the table. A straight shot, far too easy for your liking, but you still celebrate the victory with another embarrassing dance, “Maybe it’s because I’m into that ridiculous dance they keep doing whenever they score.” 

You immediately stop your little jumps, eyes widening, a rush of embarrassment heating you up from the inside out as Eddie’s eyes stay glued on you. The table powers down as he makes his way around it, feet bringing him right to you. 

You’d always thought Eddie would find you weird, or odd, or unappealing after that coffee date, but the outcome had been better than you could have possibly conceived.

He was an absolute weirdo as well. 

Fondness overtakes his features just like it had on that coffee date when you’d accidentally snorted at one of his jokes, and your heart flutters eagerly. You can’t believe there had been a time you’d only watch him from behind glass, trying to not get caught as you would blatantly stare at him as he’d work on your car. A time when you’d only see his curls up in loose buns rather than framing his face as they were now, a time when you couldn’t even shake his hand due to it being covered in oil. 

That had all only been a month ago, but you already couldn’t imagine your life without Eddie Munson in it. 

“Don’t go shy on me now,” he chuckles as he stops in front of you, smirk deepening the dimples you’d only noticed on your second date with him. He’d been too bashful the first date, ducking whenever his grin would grow too wide on you, biting his tongue on half the flirtatious remarks you wished he would have said. “You won, fair and square, so what’s your prize gonna be, valentine?” 

He also waited until the second date to kiss you. That had nearly killed you. 

“It’s not very fair if you let me win,” you whisper, unable to look away from his eyes. They’re a soft brown, a smooth honey, a nice sight for sore eyes. You kind of like the crinkles beside them, too. Kind of wonder what it would be like to wake up beside him, roll over, and kiss them – all before the sun ever rose. 

He reaches out and gingerly grabs your hand, calloused fingertips brushing your knuckles before he entangles your fingers with his. “Psh, who said I let you win? Maybe I just really suck at air hockey.”

“You just-”

You never get to finish your argument. He’s quick to swoop down, capturing your lips in his. The rudest of interruptions, and it still manages to weaken your knees. 

Each kiss only grows sweeter. And more confident, more sure. The first one had been timid, exchanged on your doorstep with boyish hesitation and meek desperation. But now, several kisses experienced since that night, all apprehension has melted. He lets his lips meld to yours, captures your bottom lip just tightly enough to give it a brief tug when he pulls away. Still soft, ever so sweet, and leaving you wanting for more. 

Four dates. All it took was four dates for him to make you a goner. 

“Now, that wasn’t fair,” you breathe out, betrayed by the smile that you wear. Your chest feels shaken up, impending explosion of mushiness and flowers and hearts and every single cliche the love songs on the radio could squeeze out.

“It was your prize.”

“I never said I wanted a kiss for my prize.”

“Oh, I’m sorry,” he puts a dramatic hand up to his chest, leaning back so dramatically that your hand instinctively reaches out to loop a finger in his jean pocket to keep him upright, “Would you like me to take it back, my fair maiden?” 

Four dates, and he makes it impossible to not imagine a future of this. Of silly banter, of gentle mornings spent kissing away crows feet, of cutting one another off with the most infuriating of methods. You’re starting to believe you’re just a hopeless romantic, and he’d spotted that from a mile away – he knew every single button to press to have you putty in his hands, and he was taking full advantage of it. 

You giggle, an honest to God giggle, as you say, “Hm, I’m not sure. I heard the return policies on those are a bit wonky.” 

If your friends thought you were insufferable when he was some stranger you just had a crush on, they would be vomiting at the sight of this. 

He leans into your space, close enough to smell his faint cologne and mint on his breath, “Are they? Well, lucky for you, I’m friends with the shop owner. Can definitely accept the return without a receipt. It won’t be a problem, ma’am. I swear it.”

He’s weird. He’s goofier than you could have imagined, snarkier than you could have dreamed, and more romantic than you had yet to uncover. He’s kind of perfect, but you wouldn’t dare say that to his face. Not yet, at least. 

You’re glad you had said yes when he’d asked days prior for you to be his Valentine. And you’re glad he hadn’t gone the boring route, showing up with just chocolates and flowers and calling it a day, but had instead dragged you out to this arcade for a night of adventures as he claimed. 

“And how would one go about returning a kiss, kind sir?” 

He answers wordlessly, bringing up a finger to tap on his lips. He goes as far as pouting them dramatically. 

He wants you to kiss him. 

Lucky for him, you want to kiss him, too. 

Your kiss is more chaste. Teasing as you lift up onto your tippy toes and only press your lips to his for a brief second before falling back. You leave him wanting more – it’s written all over his face, along with a blush that races right over the bridge of his nose. 

He’s cute. He’s cute, and he’s weird, and you really fucking like him. 

“Now that that’s over with,” you have to change the topic, move right along before your heart truly bursts from your chest, “I know what I want my prize to be.” 

He takes a moment to recover, pupils almost resembling hearts as he stares down at you. Eventually he pulls himself from your trance, shaking his head as he asks, “And what would that be?”

You’re the one taking his hand this time. If he gave you the time, you’d like to learn each callous and scar by heart. Trace over them in the middle of night, when it’s just you and him in the darkness beneath your sheets. Memorize the way they feel as he explores every curvature of your body and figure out which of the roughest patches would brush against your most sensitive bits in a way that would make you arch your back right into him. 

The two of you haven’t even discussed if that’s where the night might lead, but you’re sort of hoping the luck in the air doesn’t run out. 

“There’s an awfully pretty ring in the case up at the ticket counter,” you muse, knowing damn well the ring was the ugliest thing either of you had ever seen in your lives, “Think you’ve got the tickets to spare?” 

His hand gives you a squeeze. Something not too tight, something perfectly comfortable. It’s only the fourth date, it’s only the first month – it’s only the beginning. 

“Anything for you, sweetheart,” he says, more earnestly than you’d expected, as he steals another kiss. 

You let him. You have this aching feeling in your chest that you’ll probably let him steal an endless amount from you for the rest of your life. 

When you know, you know. Or whatever the poets say.

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[riaki]

arcade date w childhoodbsf!gojo, who doesn’t go to your school, except even though the arcade is emptier than it usually is, there’s still enough stragglers for ur egotistic bestfriend to feel the need to show off. n so he pledges to win u every single thing u want on sight— whether it be that silly little plump cat plushie smushed between mounds of stuffed animals that caught ur eye, or the keychains in the gacha capsule dispensers that he knows he probably shouldn’t attempt since they’re just rigged like everyone knows— but the way you were eyeing them with stars in your irises makes it so much harder for him to resist. after all, he can’t resist you either— so he empties his wallet on those evil machines anyway.

it’s all fun and games; the prizes in your arms are stacking up like fuzzy icecream scoops in a waffle cone, and although gojo gets more jealous of the stuffed toys than he’d like to admit— he likes seeing the way your eyes light up when you smile like that, so he toils at the games until his arms are sore from shooting hoops and his hair is a frazzled mess from all the times he’s ran his hands through the white strands. it’s great to hang out with him after so long— growing up together has always made you close, even though going separate ways after jr high, so time flies when he’s around. ur so engrossed in winning a game of streetfighter against him that neither of u notices when the cute guy from ur school shows up and slides a hand onto ur shoulder, from which u immediately lose to gojo due to the distraction. ofc gojo likes to toot his own horn whenever he wins n so he jumps up from his seat in excitement— until he catches sight of that bastard who dares lay a hand on his best friend.

and so it dials up a notch— gojo works his ass off trying to prove himself to u, caught in this secret competition with this irritably good lookin guy who’s clearly out to steal u from him. ofc he won’t have any of that. but you’re completely oblivious— bless your sweet heart, so the reason ur childhood bsf gets so angry all of a sudden is completely bewildering to u. is he mad at you…? were u not good enough at street fighter for him???? and so by absolute mistake u dump gojo and ur school friend together at a machine ‘for a game against a more suitable opponent’ and skitter away to mind your business elsewhere— and win those cute keychains u saw earlier to match w gojo.

and obviously gojo doesnt take kindly to that— but instead of acting like a normal person and letting it slide, he vows to beat ur friend’s ass (‘in the game’ ofc..) as an act of vengeance, more for himself than for u. but he’s never gonna admit that to your face, is he? much less the way he so desperately wishes for you to notice his overwhelming feelings; the fluttering in his chest he gets whenever he’s around u that your school friend so helpfully points out while they’re duking it out in a game of tabletop hockey. apparently, ur friend has no interest— it’s a free game for gojo. but he can’t seem to work up the nerve to tell u, even when you offer him the keychains u won with ur blood sweat and tears; the reason you were gone for so long in the liminal space of the arcade, and the reason his tiny, itsy bitsy harmless crush turns into something much more staggering, a stake in his heart that only drives deeper everytime he sees the lonely keychain hanging from his school bag and is reminded that you’re nowhere near him. he’s never gonna be able to say it to ur pretty face, and ur scumbag new ‘boyfriend’ hanging around u knows it too.

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[honeytama]

Please don’t keep me waiting.

Noah Sebastian X Reader (uses she/her pronouns, referred to as a girl)

A/N: This is my first time writing for THE attractive, tall man. Your girl is a new fan <3 Feel free to lore dump on me in my asks/dms. This piece is hella self indulgent, because all I want is a detailed tattoo tour from Noah himself. 🧎🏻‍♀️

Summary: Twitch streaming a tattoo tour with your best friend and his viewers catch on to your natural chemistry. Noah notices a change in your demeanor due to their comments and bugs you for a talk in private once the camera is off.

Content: Use of y/n, fem!reader, fluffy things, very slight angst. This fic lacks smut, but my content is intended for an adult audience, MDNI.

Word Count: 1k

“You can take my chair,” your best friend, Noah, pushes his gaming chair in your direction. You thank him and shyly slide into his chair. You notice your feet slightly dangle above the carpet in his bedroom.

Noah had pulled in a chair from his dining table and sat next to you excitedly while pulling up his account to go live.

“Y/N, I’m so fuckin’ happy you agreed to stream with me today,” he exclaims while clicking about his screen. “It’s been forever since we’ve gotten to hang together just us two, huh?” He smiles, turning to look at your face.

You smile back, of course, even though you couldn’t keep yourself from fidgeting in your seat out of nervousness. Well it won’t just be the two of us, you think. This was your first time on stream with him and you noticed from past streams that his viewers. always loved when he had a guest on; you just hope they’ll love you too.

“You ready?” He asks.

“Mhmm,” is what you manage before he clicks “Start Streaming” and a window with “Stream Starting Soon” pops up in front of you.

“I’ll just give, like, five minutes for people to start coming in before we actually start,” he reassures. “What did you want to do on stream? Your choice since it’s your first time.” He leans in towards you.

“We could do—“, you hum and your eyes search across his bedroom for ideas. Your eyes land on his thigh. He’s wearing shorts today and his Itachi tattoo sparks your idea.

“You’ve never done a tattoo tour have you?” You smile excitedly.

“You just want me to take off my shirt, huh?” He laughs and sways into your shoulder.

You blush. Of course I do, you think. “I’m being serious! Also, isn’t that TOS? I don’t think you can flash your nips online, Noah.”

He laughs, “Fine, I think it’s a good idea. I’ll show off as long as you show yours too.” He points toward your forearms.

“Noah,” you whine. “They don’t know me. They’re not interested in mine.”

“Well you better get ready, because we’re starting.”

In less than a second, your faces appear on the screen along with his stream layout.

Comments started off with “heys and hellos”, but got a little apprehensive to you after a minute.

I thought it would just be you :/

Wishing that were me omg

Who’s the girl?

Noah introduces you to his viewers, “Hello hello. This is Y/N, they’re my company for today. She’s been one of my best friends for years and she came up with today’s stream idea. We’ll both be showing off our tattoos, talking about them, and answering questions if you have them.”

You spent an hour with him as he showed off his neck, arms, and hands to the camera. You watched as his fingers brushed against his own skin to show different parts of his arms. You can’t help but imagine his hands caressing you in the same way.

As time passed, you and Noah shared flirtatious banter and inside jokes. The comments started to warm up and even encouraged the way you two interacted.

Aww love that he gave her his chair, so cute

The way he looks at her omg

She can’t stop looking at his hands SAME

You read the comments as they floated up his screen. While it warmed your heart to know that his fans felt comfortable about your relationship with Noah, you couldn’t help but have negative thoughts intrude your mind about what could happen if you ever pursued him.

“Y/N, show some of yours, he whispers to you once he’s finished. Before you can retaliate, he softly places a hand on your arm. He turns it to the inside, which shows an illustrated piece of a black cat right under the crease of your elbow.

So cuuuute

Love! I also have a cat tattoo

You smile toward the sweet comments in chat. Noah gives you a look of I told you so before mentioning that they’d be ending the steam after you showed off the tattoos you felt comfortable with.

— — —

The stream has ended and you’re left sitting in silence with him next to you.

“So, what’d you think?” He pushes his hair back before finally looking at you from his screen. “Hey, are you feeling okay?”

He watches as you frown and deny eye contact. He reaches across your lap to put a hand on your knee. He pulls you and you spin to face him so your knees touch.

“Will you please talk to me?”

“Yeah, I’m sorry,” you mutter. “It’s just— a lot of different feelings came up for me, and I don’t know what to think.”

“Like what? The chat, my fans, they loved you. I thought you were having as much fun as I was. I saw you smiling when they said we were cute together.” He grins while placing his hands in yours. You look down at them in your lap.

“I want to be cute together in more than just a friend way,” you admit. “I’m sorry.” You shut your eyes and squeeze his hands.

“Please don’t apologize for that, Y/N,” he huffs. His thumb brushes back and forth against the back of your hand, “I feel the same way, but I guess was scared to admit that, too.”

You explain to him how the idea of ruining your friendship haunts you or how he might feel pressure to have you in the public eye. “I just wish I told you so much sooner. It would have made things easier.”

“I’m ready to try now if you are.” He smiles softly while wiping a tear from your cheekbone. “In fact, I know where a couple of nerds like us could go on our first date,” he gushes and raises his brows teasingly.

You already know you’re headed to your favorite arcade bar with him at your side by the weekend. The thought of you being able to be closer than ever calms your nerves and gives you hope for your future together.

#Part 2? Arcade bar first date? #bad omens #👀 #noah sebastian #bad omens fanfic #bad omens noah fanfic #noah sebastian fanfic #noah sebastian x reader #noah sebastian x you #bad omens x reader #long haired noah is my fave

[bones-of-a-rabbit]

the post-ruin Readerbot AU, where Readerbot wakes up from a nice lil nap to. Well. Ruin. And two new,, friends?

You were in a charging stasis during the events of Security Breach and were trapped there until the events of Ruin, completely unaware of what's happened. You remember the animatronics beginning to act oddly, and, of course, Moon, and maybe a weird security guard, but waking up to the 'Plex in shambles, the Glamrocks far beyond broken, and not a single human person in sight... That's a bit jarring, to say the least.

The very first thing you are greeted with upon powering on is, of course, a couple thousand error codes and 'emergency repair' alerts that have just been waiting for you to turn on to bombard you with a nice helping of sensory overload <3 The next? A mini musicman running at you full speed, not slowing down or swerving, hitting you directly in the shins and knocking you flat on your ass. Congrats! Your head has been re-broken. Welcome back to the pizza-plex, bitch. :)

You wander around the 'plex, too confused and shocked by the, y'know, everything, to even begin to think about what they should panic over first. You cross paths with Chica, who doesn't even acknowledge you, and Monty, who only growls as you pass by, then... You stop in your tracks. Technically, you've never been in the daycare, it was always off-limits. But a lot of your old protocols have expired... And you've always been curious...

You barely step into the ruined-daycare before nearly being knocked over by a familiar, and equally as unfamiliar, attendant.

Eclipse assumes you are there to help clean up the daycare! And he's so polite, and he reminds you a lot of Sun, with a little of Moon's mischievousness (this, admittedly, is much more harmless than Moon's had been, but the comparison is still there)...

Y- yeah of course you're there to help! Just lead the way!!

Eclipse seems extremely relieved to have someone to talk to- he must not be used to being on his own?- and, really, he ends up not... letting you do much. He doesn't want you to wear yourself out, and that's much to heavy to ask you to carry, and what if something fell or broke and you got damaged?? Management hasn't been answering any messages yet, who knows how long it would be until they could get you fixed properly!! :( (Mostly you just stand there and nod as he talks, or maybe holding something small and unimportant while he does the actual work. It's... endearing, but your inner staffbot is restless and sad at having nothing to do.)

Eventually, you come up with a compromise- you'll be his emotional support assistant while he works on fixing up the daycare, in the mean time, you'll fix the electrical issues and patch him up as you find more and more materials to do so. He seems pleased enough, and, you realize after a while, starts to really like being fixed up.

Then, one day, while scavenging around, you find a busted arcade cabinet. You go to take a look to see if it has anything worth repurposing, and the next thing you know you're waking up on the floor in front of cabinet as it smolders and melts. Well, there wasn't likely to be anything worth taking, anyway.

You realize later that you've picked up a sort of... virus. It's more like you picked up another passenger, a new voice to live inside your own head when before there had been just yours.

He's... strange. It takes him a little while to realize that you can hear him and respond to his voice, but when he does, he seems pleased. He's not exactly a chatterbox in the same way Eclipse is, but he has lots of questions and lots of ideas. The only issue is, well, to be honest, they aren't very good.

It surprises you, the first time he tells you to do something. "Push him over the edge," he demands as you stand behind Eclipse on top of one of the taller structures in the daycare. It wouldn't decommission him, but it would surely break at least one of his limbs. No, no, that was a bad idea, you thought to yourself. "But he's always been more loved than you, hasn't he? Don't you just want to see him suffer even just a fraction as much as you have over these years? Don't you want to break him to a dozen little, helpless pieces?"

Well, no, not really.

"Fine. Have it your way. One of these days, he's going to hurt you, just as he did before. And you're going to WISH you had listened to me."

When you finally got to the point of realizing this other voice WAS an entire other AI currently residing in the slim gaps yours left behind, one of the first things you did was ask him what he was called. It seemed only polite, after all.

"Eclipse."

Huh. That was going to get confusing.

#double eclipse au #readerbot and eclipses au #fnaf au #au of an au #fnaf eclipse #fnaf canon eclipse #fnaf arcade game eclipse #fnaf ruin #fnaf dlc #fnaf sb ruin #security breach ruin #fnaf ruin eclipse #fnaf eclipse x reader #fnaf eclipse x y/n #readerbot au #staffbot reader #repairbot reader au #readerbot #virus eclipse #soft boi eclipse #au ideas #au rambles #fanfic concepts #bones of a rabbit #bones of a rabbit au #post-ruin au #if ur reading this. hi im sorry for being a huge bitch the past few days LOL #crawlsinto a hole in the ground #long post

[joyousgeekeryart]

Something for funsies while I wait for the weekend to arrive. (note: idk if there’s anything else that that’s as satisfying as smacking those plastic gators at the arcade. As a kid I felt like such a villain when they said “ouch” like that though.🫢)

#fnaf sb #montgomery gator #y/n #oc #fanart #monty x y/n #monty x oc #monty x reader #five nights at freddy’s security breach #arcade #pizzaplex #sorta idk how to draw arcades y’all #my art

[jjunberry]

my deviant

pairing! android!taehyun x human!reader

genre! detroit become human au, angst with happy ending

synopsis! error in software…reprogramming.. i am deviant. in which android taehyun learns he is alive and that he loves you.

wc! 3k

with more and more androids turning deviant, cyberlife had to do something. their answer to stopping android deviants? sending a prototype android to the police department. the said android stood in front of your desk staring blankly at you. “uh can i help you?” you asked. “hello my name is taehyun i’m the android sent by cyberlife.” you nodded. “am i looking for lieutenant kim. do you know where i might find him?” the android asked you.

“he doesn’t arrive until later in the morning. you can wait for him at this desk if you’d like.” you said pointing over at the bull-pen full of desks. “thank you.” the android replied before walking away from your desk.

your eyes followed him carefully. you watched as he examined every desk until he ultimately found the lieutenant’s. when the lieutenant finally did arrive he had coffee and a donut in hand. he stopped at your desk offering a smile. “here you go.” you smiled noticing your favorite coffee and a sprinkle donut.

“my favorite!” you cheered. the lieutenant grumbled before trucking his way to his desk. you got an email on a deviant case. your job was to print evidence and put it all together for the officers and detectives. a librarian of crime cases if you would.

once the evidence was all together you placed it in an envelope. this one was for lieutenant kim and his..android. “here lieutenant, the evidence for the android and missing kid case.” he took the envelope with a grumble. “thank you y/n.” you nodded. “y/n?” the andorid spoke. your eyes drifted to him. his perfectly tailored suit and perfectly styled hair.

“yes?” you answered unsure. “you appear to be the only human secretary left here. why’s that?” you blinked unsure of how to answer. “i, i don’t really know. they had a position and i accepted it.” the android nodded. “but wouldn’t your job be done much quicker with an android like the ones that greet people?”

“i guess so.” you answered. the questions made you a little sad. to be honest you wait everyday for the department to call you and say they’ve replaced you with an android. truthfully you didn’t mind the androids. you’d be the first to admit an android would do your job better than you. but you loved your job and most of the people you worked with.

“taehyun leave her alone.” lieutenant kim grumbled. you quickly made your way back to your desk. your mind however couldn’t stop thinking about what the android asked you. maybe with taehyun being here, you’re replacement would be next.

over the next few days taehyun worked along side lieutenant kim on deviant cases. as more and more deviant cases raised. you began to worry. for the androids safety and humans safety. everyday taehyun would arrive and sit at the desk. however today he stopped in front of your desk and sat down a coffee. you looked up from it and met his eyes.

“what’s this?” you asked. “it’s a caramel macchiato, iced with extra caramel even though it’s 37°f outside.” he answered. you narrowed your eyes at him. “thank you taehyun but iced coffee is a year round drink.” he blinked. “yes but a warm beverage on cold days tends to lift human spirits.” you took a sip of the coffee. “maybe i’m not human.” you teased.

his LED light flashed yellow before turning back to blue. “that’s impossible, i scanned over your body. you are human. normal vital signs aside from your slight tachycardia.” you crossed your arms over your chest. “taehyun, please do not scan me again.”

“i apologize y/n.” he said before going to wait at namjoon’s desk. lieutenant kim namjoon had been the only person to not try to get in your pants when you started working at the department so he quickly became your only friend there.

namjoon waved slightly before going to his desk. before you could even ask if he was okay you got an email of new case evidence. a man killed by his android who’d been abused by the human. the cases keep getting worse. you sighed before placing the papers in an envelope and delivering them to namjoon.

“thank you y/n. i would have brought you coffee but it was a rough night.” he said. “it’s okay joon, taehyun brought me coffee.” namjoon furrowed his eyebrows and looked between the android and yourself. “okay then.” namjoon stood up slipping his coat on. “we have to interrogate the android, come on taehyun.”

namjoon walked towards the interrogation room with taehyun following. you watched the both of them a sigh leaving your lips. you wished these cases of deviancy would go down.

you were filing more cases whenever the gunshots went off. letting out a small scream you covered your head. officers rushed towards the interrogation room. after a few moments the officers fanned out. “stupid fucking androids.” one detective mumbled. your eyebrows furrowed.

taehyun and namjoon walked out after. taehyun had a bullet hole in his shoulder and it was dripping blood..blue blood. “oh my god taehyun you’re shot, y-you’re bleeding.” you rushed over and placed your scarf over the bullet hole. the android’s LED flashed red before turning blue.

error in software.

“y/n i am an android. my physical body has been damaged however they’ll take my memory and place it into another kt0502 model.” your hand was still pressing the scaf to his shoulder. you blinked at him. “you really do not need to hold pressure, it’s not a human gun shot wound.”

you moved your hand still clutching the scarf in your hand. “oh! yes of, of course.” you mumbled. the android took off towards some cyberlife employees who seemed to have just turned him off and they carried out his body.. or model as taehyun called it.

as he said the very next taehyun arrived. good as new. like the bullet hole was never there. you stared at the android in shock. “good morning y/n.” he spoke. “good..morning.” you spoke. “are you alright y/n? your heart rate has seemed to spike.” you groaned. “i told you not to scan me.” you turned away from the android. taehyun blinked before going to namjoon’s desk.

you were still upset about the shooting. how could he be so calm about having his memory put in another android? an email notification pulled you from your thoughts. a famous artist killed by his android. with a sigh you placed the information in an envelope and delivered it to namjoon.

taehyun stared at you. “y/n?” he asked. “yes taehyun?” the android stood. “there is a memorial for carl manfred, looking through your digital footprint you seem to have been a fan. would you like me to accompany you to the memorial?”

“taehyun please stop scanning me, but that would be nice.” you said. the android sent you a smile. “wonderful it starts at eight pm i’ll arrive at your home around seven-forty.” you nodded. “sounds great.” namjoon again just stared between the two of you.

true to his word a knock sounded at your door. the clock read seven-forty. you opened the door and were greeted by the ever perfect android. his cyberlife suit tailored perfect. his hair perfect. “hello y/n.” the android greeted. his eyes took in your appearance. a nice black slip dress over a white long sleeve and black tights. his LED flickered yellow before quickly becoming blue again. “you look beautiful.” he commented.

your cheeks flushed. “t-thanks.” you said before turning and slipping your shoes on. after you grabbed your bag and jacket you followed taehyun to namjoon’s car. he must of borrowed it. the android opened the passenger door for you. “thank you.” you said before getting in.

the memorial was being held at the museum. hundreds of people had shown, holding candles and flowers. carl’s latest art piece on display. taehyun stood beside you quietly as you looked around. it was peaceful and beautiful way to remember the artist. a group of people came up and stood near you and taehyun.

you could feel their glare on you. it was starting to make you uncomfortable. without thinking you reached and intertwined your hand with taehyun’s. anxiously squeezing his hand with yours.

error in software.

“you have some nerve showing up here.” one of them finally spoke. you looked over. “what are you talking about? it’s open to the public.” the girl scoffed. “you came with that piece of plastic, androids are responsible for carl’s death. that’s so disrespectful.” she snapped. you squeezed taehyun’s hand.

“you don’t know what happened.” you said. the girl rolled her eyes. “neither do you! but i mean seriously all the evidence points to the android.” her friends laugh. taehyun opened his mouth to speak. before he could you tugged on his arm. “i’m ready to leave now.” you stated.

taehyun scanned you once over and noticed you were on the verge of a panic attack. acting quickly taehyun guided you back to namjoon’s car. “they don’t even know what they’re talking about! a few cases of deviancy and suddenly all androids are bad, half the deviants are misunderstood anyway.” you mumbled.

taehyun stared at you. “y/n?” he questioned. you stopped your rant and looked at the android. “yeah?” you asked. the android started the car. “all deviancy is bad, is it not? they go against their design, their program.” he was driving now. “taehyun i seriously do not want to hear your statistics and cyberlife speech.” he sensed you were upset.

tonight didn’t go how he had expected it to go. he didn’t know why but he felt something. he wasn’t supposed to feel.

over the next few days taehyun was determined to find out what that was. he wanted to know. on top of his mission to stop deviancy, his new mission was to figure you out.

you we’re changing the flowers in your vase when taehyun entered the department. his eyes scanned the room before settling on you. “those flowers aren’t in season.” the android spoke. “i know but they’re my favorite.” you answered. “why do you only keep fake flowers on your desk?” he was genuinely curious, always curious.

“the real ones make my allergies act up. so instead of sneezing all day, i decided the fake ones would be best.” the android nodded at your answer. detective min walked past and harshly shoved into taehyun. the android stumbled forward.

“don’t be rude.” you snapped before going around your desk to check on taehyun. you were well aware if any serious damage occurred to his model that cyberlife would replace it, but something shifted. taehyun seemed different.

“are you okay?” you asked. “don’t tell me you actually care about that stupid piece of plastic.” detective min laughed pushing taehyun again. “stop it min.” you seethed. the detective laughed pushing the android to the ground. “stupid piece of plastic, do you really think you have a chance with her? oh that’s fucking hilarious.” he kicked the android.

“min that’s enough.” you snapped. the detective turned his attention towards you. his eyes wide with fury. “why are you defending it? huh? these things are taking our jobs. killing humans and you’re defending it.”

“he isn’t responsible for those deviants actions. he isn’t the one taking over jobs. so stop it.” you glared at him. “you’re acting like a child.” the detective stormed up to you but he didn’t make it close before taehyun was pushing him back.

error in software.

“that’s enough.” namjoon’s voice interrupted. detective min scoffed before storming away. taehyun turned his attention to you his eyes frantically scanning over your body. “are you alright?” he asked. you nodded. “yes i’m fine. are you alright?” you looked up at him.

taehyun stared into your eyes, he took notice of your features.

error in software.

“yes i’m okay.” taehyun answered. you smiled. “good, you should probably go, namjoon looks grumpy.” you giggled. “when doesn’t he?” taehyun winked. you started laughing. the sound of your laughter made taehyun feel but feel what?

error in software. software instability.

from that day. taehyun made it his mission to make you laugh, smile, anything that made him feel that feeling. he longed to understand that feeling. the feeling he only got around you.

software instability.

when asked about the progress of his mission taehyun could only think of you. so he lied. he said his missions were going well. he presented one way to cyberlife but another way to you. he wanted to be with you any chance he got. during lunch breaks he’d take you to lunch.

he’s bring you a new fake flower everyday until your vase was full.

today was just like any other day. taehyun brought you a daisy for your vase. “why did the bicycle fall over?” his smooth voice asked. you blinked, “uh why?” you asked. “because it was two tired.” he winked. you burst out into a fit of giggles. taehyun got that feeling again. he wished he knew what to call it.

“taehyun the fuck are you doing?” namjoon asked.

“coming lieutenant!” the android replied. you giggled watching him walk over towards namjoon.

as got to work gathering evidence and filing different paper work, nothing could have prepared you for the front doors shattering open or the bullet that struck your vase shattering it and sending the flowers and shards of glass flying. you couldn’t help the scream that left you.

a group of deviant protesters. gunfire and screams filled the department. you were frozen in fear. red and blue blood mixed on the tile floors. tears filled your waterline.

a click of a gun caught your attention. an android had their gun trained on you. you threw your hands up. “please i mean you no harm.” you said. the android glared. “that’s what they all say before they hurt us, dismember us, reprogram us. all you humans are the same.” the android seethed. “please.” you said softly.

“now you’ll feel how we do.” the gun fired but the bullet never touched you. your eyes opened and took notice of taehyun standing in front of you with a small smile. blue blood dripped from his lips. a gaping bullet hole through his stomach. the blue liquid pulled at his feet as it slowly ran towards you.

the blue had splatter across your shirt and onto your face. you didn’t care though. “t-taehyun.” you said. the android’s LED was rapidly blinking red. “y/n, i realized. systems unstable. i realized i.” that was it he had just shut down. just died.

you screamed out hugging the android. sobs wracked your body. the pain of overbearing. you hadn’t noticed namjoon kill the deviant. you didn’t notice the others get detained. your heart pounding in your ears. bile rises in your throat as you lower taehyun’s body to the floor.

you laid his head in your lap. tears freely fell. no one said anything to you. you stared blankly just holding onto him. when cyberlife finally did show to collect taehyun the sobs took over your body once again. namjoon ended up pulling you away from the android so they could take him.

“y-you don’t get it they’re going to wipe his memory it won’t be taehyun it will only look like him.” you cried out smacking your hands against namjoon’s chest to try and free yourself from his hold.

you didn’t show up to work the next few days. it was back to normal quickly. like taehyun was never even a thought to anyone. especially since cyberlife sent another model. it didn’t matter to you. your taehyun died, and part of you died that day too.

when you finally did return to work you did your very best to avoid the new taehyun. it hurt to much to see him knowing it wasn’t truly him.

namjoon tried to talk with you but he never could get more than a full sentence out before you changed the subject or just didn’t respond. everytime you looked to the floor in front of your desk all you saw was the memories of the blood, taehyun’s body. it was enough to drive you mad.

coming in for the day you stopped dead in your tracks. the android standing at your desk with a hand behind his back and the other flipping a coin between his fingers. “can i help you?” you asked. taehyun slipped the coin in his pocket before grinning at you. “i have something for you.” he spoke before pulling a dandelion from behind his back. you hesitatingly took the flower.

“it’s fake.” you said staring at the flower. “yes because real flowers make your allergies act up.” he said as if it was nothing. your eyes went wide before you launched yourself at him wrapping your arms around his neck. your tears soaked the collar of his suit jacket.

taehyun’s arms wrapped around your waist and he hugged you close to him. the android let out a small sigh.

error in software….reprogramming…over ride…i am deviant.

he pulled slightly away from you slightly. “i’ve realized something.” he stated. you looked up at him with watery eyes. “what is it?” you asked. “an emotion.” he brought his hands up cupping your cheeks.

he rested his forehead against yours. “what emotion taehyun?” you asked placing your hands over top of his. “love.” he answered simply. your heart swelled. he leaned down and kissed you. your lips fit together perfectly. you swore your heart was beating out of your chest.

“you seem to be extremely tachycardic and your body temperature has risen a great deal. are you feeling okay y/n?” he asked. you smacked your hand on his chest then straightened his tie. “i told you to not scan me.” you laughed.

taehyun leaned down and captured your lips with his again. “i found this feeling of love with you, and i never want to lose it.” he admitted. you placed your hands on his cheeks making him look you in the eye.

“and you never will, i love you taehyun.”

“and i love you.”

love. freedom. we are deviant.

-

author’s note! ahh i am so proud of this one, i absolutely love detroit become human its one of my favorite games. if you haven’t played i highly suggest it and if you’d rather watch some one else play i recommend coryxkenshin’s play through let me stop yapping… hope you enjoyed this one as much as i do!

tag list! @jjunieworld @304files

love, echo ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪

© jjunberry

#kang taehyun #kang taehyun x reader #kang taehyun imagines #txt #txt x reader #txt imagines #tomorrow x together #detroit become human #detroit become human imagines #detroit become human au #dbh rk800 #dbh x reader #dbh imagine #kpop x reader #kpop imagine #kpop writers #jjunberry #👾​jjunberry’s arcade!

[sleepingdeath-light]

yandere hcs + overworked s/o ; poly millie & moxxie

requested by ; arcade anon (16/07/23)

fandom(s) ; helluva boss

fandom masterlist(s) ; here

character(s) ; millie & moxxie

outline ; “YANDERE ASKS ROUND THREE!‼️‼️

Can I ask for Yandere Millie and Moxxie team up/poly with a Stubborn, Overworked reader? Like, the job has been really ragging on em lately, and it shows, but they REFUSE to let up/take a break because "None of these fuckin nimwits know how to do the job right!" ?

-Arcade Anon”

note ; this was actually quite good fun to write as i’ve never gotten the chance to write for these two love birds before — but in that same vein, i hope this isn’t too ooc and is an enjoyable read ^^

warning(s) ; yandere!millie, yandere!moxxie, possessive and protective behaviour, referenced forcible restrainment, references to canon-typical levels of violence

despite their hectic work schedule at i.m.p, millie and moxxie are both quick to pick up on how much you’ve been run ragged by your job — but, being more than familiar with how stubborn you can be, the two resolve to give you some time to sort things out by yourself

though not without making it clear that they’re more than happy to step in on your behalf and will do so if things get bad enough — whether you want them to or not

you can dig your heels in and argue with them as much as you want, but you’re never going to convince them to drop the issue of your work schedule — nor are you ever going to be able to convince them to not use their… professional skills to take care of issues on your behalf

(they’ve killed people for just looking at you in a way that could be interpreted as disrespectful to you and your relationship… so needless to say, they’re a very protective duo)

between themselves, usually whilst dealing with marks for work, they toss around several ideas about how to make you take care of yourself — moxxie is initially much more focused on taking the pacifist of route and just arranging a meeting with your job or sitting you down and explaining their concerns as best they can, whilst millie is plotting all sorts of violent acts that span from torturing your boss into lessening your work load (if not outright killing some of your colleagues to send a message) to tying you up and forcing you to stay at home so you can finally take a fucking break

eventually, with some shockingly sound advice from blitzø (there’s a first time for everything), they settle on something in between the two extremes

(love is all about compromise, after all! just not with you this time)

one day you get home from work and your partners are sat in the living room with matching sober expressions on their face — millie is the one to greet you first, as usual, with a cuddle and a kiss as she asks you about your day, guiding you to sit on the settee whilst moxxie quickly goes and retrieves all of the materials he’d been preparing throughout the day (blitzø had rather generously given him the day off to do so — and as thankful as he is, he still dreads what he’ll be asked to do to make up for it)

they sit you down and talk through their concerns with graphs tracking your work hours and sleep schedule that mox had spent weeks making: millie’s alternating between reassurances that they both understand where you’re coming from, backing up moxxie’s statements with her typical wrath-ring charm, and lovingly telling you to shut up and listen whilst being as physically affectionate as ever, whilst moxxie is walking you through the data and (still polite as always) explaining just how necessary it is for you to take some time off

they refute every argument you have and force you (literally, millie is startlingly strong for her size and refuses to take her hands off of you until she’s sure you’re not going to bolt off) to stay and listen to reason

and they make it as clear as day that they’re not above keeping you at home by force if that’s what it takes to get you to prioritise your well-being

and, once they’ve finished with you and are absolutely certain that you intend to listen to their advice, they go and seek out your boss under the cover of night in order to sort out the problem at the source

if millie had her way they’d have just killed your boss outright and used their death as a clear-cut example about what happens to anyone who fucks with their partner

but, thankfully, she listened to moxxie’s pleas and they instead started out diplomatically (except for the whole breaking into their home and tying them up so they can’t escape thing): clearly stating their concerns, stating alternative solutions (like offering more thorough training so you don’t feel like the only competent person in a workplace full of ‘fuckin nimwits’), and making it clear that they will come back and finish the job if they don’t sort their shit out going forwards

(millie still gets her fill of violence by taking out a few armed bodyguards and wounding your boss badly — but not fatally — when they try to weasel out of giving you some time off like they demanded, so don’t worry about that)

… needless to say, you didn’t get overworked at all after that and were instead free to spend even more time showering your (at times concerningly) adoring partners with love and being smothered by their affection in return

#sleepingdeath #arcade anon #gender neutral reader #yandere x reader #yandere hcs #poly x reader #yandere poly x reader #helluva boss x reader #yandere helluva boss x reader #yandere helluva boss #millie x moxxie x reader #yandere helluva boss millie #yandere helluva boss moxxie #poly helluva boss x reader

[vintagegirl01]

Loving you is a losing game

Marc Spector x fem! reader (Steven and Jake are mentioned briefly)

Summary: Marc meeting you was one of the best things to have happen to him. However, the demons of his past make him feel otherwise. You help him see that the love you share is one that should be fought for.

A/N: This is what I thought while listening to the song Arcade by Duncan Laurence. Of course with a happier twist.

A/N 2: Purely for entertainment purposes, so please don’t come after me. As I said, I'm still getting used to writing pieces like this.

Marc Spector’s life has never been easy. From the trauma of his young brother’s death to everything he’s during his time as Khonshu’s avatar, he’s felt like a ticking time bomb. Though he’s tried to use his time as Moon Knight to right his wrongs, it never feels like it’s enough.

When he meets you, he begins to see that there is more to life than vengeance. Marc begins to let himself enjoy your presence when he and you hit it off at the gym.

You weren’t a gym rat by any means but you had started a membership in the hopes of getting in shape and learning self-defense by using their punching bag. Seeing you hit the bag by yourself catches his attention and he begins to give you some pointers on how to improve your stance. Over time, this leads to you becoming sparring partners and eventually exchanging phone numbers. Although,this leads to you all regularly hanging out outside your sparring hours.

The day he asked you out was a shock for him because not only did he actually let himself be brave enough to ask the question but you eagerly accepted his invitation. It’s even more surprising to find out that one date led to another. Then another until you both have officially unofficially started dating.

Despite everything going well, he knew that there were things he needed to tell you. About his DID. His past. Being the avatar to an Egyptian deity in exchange to right the wrongs from his ugly past.

This then leads him to begin feeling self conscious about himself. His inner dialogue begins to consist of questions such as: What if he didn’t deserve this chance at happiness? What if she thinks I’m crazy or thinks I’m making this up?

Marc then begins to hear his mother’s voice. Telling him that he is unworthy of receiving love and will only continue to destroy all the lives that he surrounds himself with. Steven and Jake try to snap him out of this but Marc is paralyzed. At this moment, Marc only thinks one thing.

“I have to break up with her before I hurt her”, Marc thought.

_____________________________________

“Marc, this isn’t funny. Stop joking, you say.

“I’m not joking. I think we should break up,” said Marc.

“But why, Marc? Did I do something wrong?”

“Of course, you didn’t. You’ve been the best thing to have ever happened to me.”

“Then why are you doing this?” You take your hand in his, looking at him sadly. “Please, tell me why you’re acting as if I’m a disease.”

“Imthedisease.” He says as if he’s trying to rip off a bandage.

“What, baby?”

“I said, I'm the disease. I seep into innocent lives and destroy them.” He looks at you tearfully.

“Marc, that’s silly. What are you talking about?”

Marc then begins to explain everything. From the death of his younger brother to the lives he took during his time as a mercenary. He also makes sure to mention that he is the vigilante, Moon Knight, and has two other individuals living within his head. He concludes all of this by saying, “Loving me is a losing game.”

Once he’s done explaining all of this, Marc is waiting to see your reaction to all this. Will you call him crazy? Run away from him? Scream?

Instead, you take his hands in your own.

“Loving you isn’t a losing game, Marc,” you tell him. I love you and long as we have each other, we can face whatever life throws at us.”

At this, Marc pulls you into a big hug. He lets himself break down because he knows that you’re here to stay and love him. For his strengths and weaknesses, through good and bad times. He knows you will be there for him.

As you two are still embracing, he starts to believe that he is worth loving after all.

#marc spector #moon knight 2022 #marc spector x you #marc spector x reader #moon knight fanfic #moon knight #steven grant #jake lockley #implied future relationship with Steven and Jake. #oscar issac characters #oscar isaac #song lyrics #angst #fluff #moon knight system #arcade lyrics #inspiration #oscar issac x reader #trauma #healing #hand holding

[everydayyoulovemeless]

The people have spoken you should write about arcade getting tied up and fucked within an inch of his life 🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶 jk jk I don’t actually know if you write stuff like that

Unless…?

I jest I jest!

Unless…?

Obedient ↠ Arcade x Reader

➼ Word Count » 0.5k ➼ Warnings » Bondage, Anal, Overstimulation, Bottom!Arcade ➼ Genre » Romantic, NSFW ➼ A/N » no no no, the people have spoken and I'll do my best to deliver 😤 I have to warn you all tho, I haven't written smut in like 5 years, so spare me if it's rusty 😭

The sheets below Arcade were coated in sweat and cum. The ropes that linked his hands behind his back were tight on his wrists, keeping him from moving too much as you had your way with him.

"Mmm... you're doing great for me..." You groaned, keeping him planted firmly into the mattress below. "Just a little longer, ok? Then I'll.. mmm.. let you go."

He didn't reply, only pressing his face further into the covers of the bed, embarrassed at how easily you got him to comply and at how easily he was coming undone.

You combed your hand sweetly through his blond locks, before tugging his head back roughly, forcing him to meet your gaze as you pressed yourself harder onto his back.

"What's wrong? Too much?" You teased, pushing your cock slowly inside of him, before pulling it out in your same painfully unhurried pace.

He only nodded in response, letting out a shaky breath at the sound of your tone.

You hummed in mock concern. You knew he didn't mean it. He wanted this just as much as you did - needed it, even, with the attitude he'd been throwing your way recently.

You released your hold on his hair, running your hand down the side of his face, adoring the way he involuntarily shivered.

He'd be obedient for you. You knew he would. You'd make sure of it. And, by the end of the night, you expected that he'd follow you around like a lost puppy. Searching - begging, for you to do what you were doing to him again. He was easy like that. Easy to remind and easy to control. It's what you liked most about him.

Your hands trailed their way slowly onto his pale and clammy shoulders. You gripped your fingers around him lightly, before pushing him down deeper into the bed. It was a bit harsher than you intended, but it got him in the position you needed him to be in. Face down and his back arched more on the soft bed of the Lucky 38. Clean and sanitary, just as he requested.

You rocked your hips against him, slowly at first, but you quickly began to gain traction.

You admired the way his features scrunched together, both in pain and pleasure by how many times you've made him come undone in the time you've spent together.

"Mmm... I'm close, baby." You cooed, grazing your nails softly down his spine, wanting to feel him shiver once more for you before you let him out of his bonds.

He whimpered and grunted softly, nodding his head in acknowledgment.

Grabbing the knot that connected his two wrists together, you pushed yourself all the way in.

You pressed your head to the center of his shoulder blades as you released yourself inside of him. Smiling when you felt it start to spill out into the puddle that had already started to form beneath the both of you.

You stayed in the position for a moment, before gently pulling yourself out and untying Arcade. You chuckled softly, brushing the hair out his face as you scooped his lanky figure into your arms and carried him toward the bathroom of the presidential suite to clean both him and you off before you fell asleep in one of the... other beds the place offered.

#fallout new vegas #fallout #fnv #arcade gannon x courier #arcade fnv #arcade gannon #arcade x courier 6 #arcade x courier six #arcade x reader #arcade x courier #arcade gannon x courier 6 #arcade gannon x courier six #arcade nsft #fallout smut #fallout nsft

[scorpakwal]

I'm not forgetting you this time tumblr!

Here's the second part of the date sim "Pa-Passion" with "he is" as the background music.

Wallpapers in my kofi page for free, I'll add an extra one, once I figure what to do with all the blank space.

#arcade #ghost #fanart #illustration #8 bits #cardinal copia #papa emeritus #chiptune #pixel art #animation #ghost band #ghost bc #the band ghost #ghost band fanart #ghost band x reader #sodo ghoul #rain ghoul #cumulus ghoulette #aurora ghoulette #phantom ghoul #mountain ghoul #swiss ghoul #cirrus ghoulette #parody

[nukaberries]

New Vegas companions react to a teenage courier?

Another super late post from me (I'm so sorry lmao) but better late than never! I've already said this but I love reading/writing for Teen!Sole/Courier - my courier oc is actually nineteen during the events on New Vegas so stuff like this helps with developing her too! <33

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Companions React to Teen!Courier

(Includes: Arcade, Boone, Cass, Lily, Raul and Veronica)

Arcade

Straight off the bat, he's gonna have a lot more patience for a younger courier than he would an adult. He doesn't exactly have fond memories of being a teenager - but then again, who does anymore? - so he can't even begin to imagine what it must be like after what the courier had gone through. Although Arcade often prefers to avoid violence when he can, he's more than willing to resort to it when it comes to protecting the courier. However, this means he's all the more disappointed if the courier sides with the Legion, he understands they're far more impressionable and that only makes him harbour more anger towards the faction, but he'd still expected better from them.

Boone

Instantly goes into dad/big brother mode. Boone doesn't anticipate it happening, but he finds himself being much more protective over the courier than he'd like to be. He'd been so excited to be a father before Carla's death and in a strange way, the courier feels like a second chance. He won't mention it, of course, especially not at first, but he'll show that he cares in little ways like making sure Six has a larger portion of the rations than he does or by protecting them from danger before he even considers himself. Boone doesn't want to overstep, nor does he really feel comfortable talking about it, so he'll never bring up how much he cares, he just hopes the courier knows he'll protect them no matter what happens.

Cass

It doesn't make a complete difference to Cass. Of course, she's even more outraged over what Benny did to Six, finding their attempted murder horrific in general, but even more so when it's apparent the courier isn't even eighteen. While Boone takes on a paternal role, Cass quickly becomes an older sister and terrible influence all rolled into one. She'll offer Six whiskey to try, although she knows chances are they've already drank alcohol before - God knows she'd sampled enough as a teenager. She's always willing to give them advice, granted she knows it's not always the best and most moral advice, but she's doing her best regardless.

Lily

Honestly, not much about Lily's relationship with Six would change, even if they were a teenager. She takes her role as their grandma as seriously as ever, refusing to see any harm come to the courier. With Six being even closer in age to her Jimmy and Becky, it sometimes makes it even harder than it usually would for her to remember she's not actually talking to her grandchildren. She's just grateful that the courier is patient with her, even if she isn't the perfect grandma sometimes.

Raul

It's hard for Raul to not be reminded of Rafaela and Claudia when he first meets the courier - regardless of their gender. Almost similarly to Boone, he sees them as a chance to do better and actually protect someone for once (third times the charm, right?) He manages to play it off with sarcasm and quick wit, but he truly does care for Six and he wants what's best for them. Perhaps he won't always agree with their choices and he makes a point to voice that when it's the case, but there's never a day he won't stand by them. He refuses to lose someone a third time.

Veronica

She's actually really excited to meet the teenaged courier. When with the Brotherhood of Steel, Veronica would love spending time with the squires, constantly being reprimanded for distracting them from their work - sure, Six is a little bit older, but she doesn't mind. But now? She doesn't have to worry about her commanding officers telling her to buzz off, she can spend all the time with them that she wants, if they're willing to put up with her. She's definitely a better influence than Cass, or at least she tries to be, but she knows showing Six how to cheat at poker probably wasn't the best idea. Veronica will also insist that she'll deal with Benny herself, but she knows better than to get in the way of the courier and their revenge.

#this one feels kinda short #but its okay im just glad to be back #better late than never LMAO #fallout #fallout new vegas #fallout x reader #fallout courier six #fallout headcanons #craig boone #arcade gannon #rose of sharon cassidy #lily bowen #raul tejada #veronica santangelo #courier 6 #fallout imagines

[xyixxesx]

JJK on a Date type shit

you and yuji run absolutely wild in an arcade. for the most part, you’re out of luck and he takes most of the wins, but he’ll occasionally let you beat him just to see you smile.

satoru will try absolutely anything once the second you say you want it. he’ll fly the both of you out to so many different places just to try food from a new place for a special date night. he enjoys one on one time where the two of you can relax and talk for hours on end while devouring countless things from a brand new menu.

a simple man at heart, megumi really isn’t hard to please. he doesn’t need bells and whistles or to be wowed by anything super fancy, and he definitely isn’t fond of being in places that are overcrowded and loud. watching beautiful creatures simply exist alongside the love of his life makes him feel happy and content.

I just think that suguru in a helmet-

suguru takes you on rides all the time, your favorite being the rides that you go on at night, when the sun goes down and the weather is a little cooler, whereas suguru isn’t very particular, finding himself happiest as long as your arms are around him.

#suguru in a helmet has me by my fucking neck #but also 🥺 arcade w yuji #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen smau #jjk smau #gojo x reader #Megumi x reader #yuji x reader #geto x reader #jjk #jujutsu kaisen #jjk imagine #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jujutsu kaisen imagine

[kagecage]

PRESS START | NINJAGO

Kai Smith x Reader

A stranger keeps beating your high-score, until one day you find out who.

Entering the old arcade, you felt an immense power of nostalgia overcome you.

Hearing the kids laughter and the sounds of beeping from the machines, you smiled to yourself knowing how much you missed this place. You wonder to yourself if anyone has yet to beat your high-score in any of the games, you chuckle remembering the old times when kids tried to surpass you, but failed.

Walking up to the counter, you ordered a few coins with a grin, knowing you wont be here for long.

‘Space invaders’ One of your many favourites, you tapped a button, making the screen light up in different pixelated colours, you darted your eyes over the names on the leaderboard.

You were in second.

You looked at the name above yours and smirked, ‘Kai’ is his name, you loaded up a coin in the slot and sat comfortably in the plastic chair. Automatically you pressed start and the game begun.

•••

You felt bad for the little kid, that ‘kai’ is probably crying knowing his high score was beat. It was the next day and you walked through the glass doors of the entrance to the arcade, some employees even greeted you, considering you’re a regular. Passing the shooting game you made a small glance over, seeing a guy about your age with spiked up brown hair. You paid no mind to it and continued to the counter to purchase some coins.

Once you got to the Space game, coins in hand, you realized the boy left, shrugging it off you sat in the seat once more with a flick of your finger on the big red button, the screen showed the leaderboard and your mouth agape.

Your high score was beaten once more by that ‘Kai’ guy.

You grumbled to yourself then with a smirk you started to chuckle, whoever this ‘Kai’ person was, you knew you were rivals. You decided to stop playing around and actually try your best in this game, your hand moving around the joystick, fingers pressing to eagerly shoot the targets, eyes darting across the big screen.

Left, right, right, left, up, left, down.

Moving your spaceship and shooting the targets.

•••

The next day, you came back to the arcade, once you entered the door you heard someone yelling to themselves. In curiosity you followed the voice which lead to the same game you’ve been playing the past few days. Seeing the same boy with spiky hair and a red hoodie on, he couldn’t seem to beat your high-score, he would either be 100 points off or lower, mostly 100. Reading the screen that announced game over, he dug his hand into his pocket but paused. Checking his other pockets frantically he realized he ran out of coins, giving up he entered his name onto the leaderboard.

Y/n

Kai

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…

Your eyes widened and you felt your lips tugging up with a small chuckle, he tapped the enter button and saw his name in second place, getting up from his seat in defeat, he turned and saw you watching while leaning on a claw machine with your arms crossed. He tilted his head in confusion but then saw you walking up to him, being a few feet away from each other, you held your hand up for him to shake.

“Good game” You spoke out with a smug grin, his eyes widened in realization and he smiled with a fiery look in his eyes. “Good game indeed, you were quite the challenge” taking your hand in his, you both shook your hands and released from each other’s touch, chuckling with closed eyes you nodded towards him.

“Many years of experience I guess?” You shrugged with the same smile on your face.

After chatting with the hot head for a few hours along with a small hangout, it was quite fun going around the arcade and beating little kids.

But you knew you had a new rival and a new friend to compete with, or maybe a player 2.

Thank you for reading!

-k.t

#ninjagoxreader #ninjago #kai smith #ninjago x reader #lego ninjago #fanfic #fandom #ninjago kai #kai x reader #ninjago cole #cole brookstone #ninjago zane #zane julien #lloyd garmadon #ninjago lloyd #lloyd #arcade #kai smith x reader #x reader