#cu chulainn x reader

[angelltheninth]

NNN Day 22 with Cu Chulainn

Pairing: Cu Chulainn x Fem!Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, edging, cock riding, groping, dirty talk, praise, creampie, nipple sucking

A/N: Ok hear me out, I think he's hotter than Gilgamesh.

"Stop clenching around me." You never heard Cu whine so much before. From this position you couldn't see his face, it was burred between your tits, his tongue lapping at your sweaty skin, kissing over the bite marks he made moments before. "Or I'll make you." His threat was a poor one when coupled with how his cock twitched every few strokes between your pussy walls.

How else could you respond but to do the exact opposite of what he asked for. He growled against your nipple before taking the hard bud in his mouth, trying to focus on something other then your wet feeling of your pussy around his cock. It drove him near insane how good you felt around him. "You're not being very threatening right now Cu."

Signs turned into gasps as he palmed at your ass cheeks, trying to hold you still. That didn't stop you from clenching your sweet cunt around him, feeling the veins in his cock, the mutual throbbing making him bite and pull at your nipple.

"Fuck. Can't hold it in." The tip of his cock hit against your g-spot when he leaned back and pulled you down onto him, "Gonna come in your pretty pussy pretty girl. Are you proud that you're gonna make me come after this long?"

His dick throbbed at the anticipation, his hips able to speed up now, jerking into violently into your tight pussy which only got tighter when you felt his cum unleashed deep into your womb.

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[laudthingcat]

synopsis: Cú Alter is done being targeted by Medb. You are done being chased around by Kiyohime. Maybe pretending to date each other will keep both away?

pairing: cú chulainn alter x fem!reader

cw; fake dating, au where dr. romani is still alive and well y-y, mutual pinning, slightly suggestive at some point, master (the reader) is more or less oblivious.

w.count: 2k

a.n: million thanks to @nagumoan for helping me out with this beautiful banner and also coming up with a title <3 @cursedmoonchild you were right.. i did enjoy embracing the fluff lol but i hope u like it hehe (i will know if you laughed at his name again) // reblogs are appreciated ૮ ˶´ ᵕˋ ˶ა

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Peaceful days are something rather rare around Chaldea. The multitude of servants you have summoned makes it rather impossible. While there are some very nice and helpful servants, there are some very chaotic ones too. 

Being the master, you try to make sure everything is fine and that all your servants are satisfied and happy in there. You know that there are some servants who don’t necessarily like you. Not the same way they like each other at least. You observed the relief that spreads into Medb’s eyes when she’s sent to farm alongside Cú Alter. You’ve seen the way that Achilles and Atalante work together, terminating all the enemies and bringing back whatever materials Dr. Romani asked for. And it’s not that they don’t extend the same faith in you, but there are times when you feel like an intruder. Times when you feel useless. But oftentimes, things aren’t necessarily what they seem on the outside. 

The main reason you feel like that is your need to help and protect others, and if you can’t do that, you tend to feel useless. But there are some problems that you can’t really take care of, or so you thought… 

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

Getting out of his room, Cú Chulainn Alter lets out a loud groan when he notices Medb at the end of the corridor, already heading his way. Saying that her obsession with him is tiring is not enough, no. It pisses him off more than anything and nothing he does seems to make her understand that he is not interested in her advances and flirt attempts.

He turns around and starts walking in the opposite direction leaving Medb pouting behind when she realizes he’s ignoring her again.

Cú Alter is used to the other servants seeing him as the coldest of the three. But one thing about Cú Alter is that he doesn’t care what others think. That’s why he is not surprised when even his master goes silent when he enters the same room. He notices the way you avert your eyes and bite your lip while Mash keeps on talking, not noticing the subtle change. 

Being a fighter, a berserker, he recognizes fear from miles, and that’s not it. 

He intimidates you, and he knows it. But how could you not be intimidated by someone like him? He’s imposing, extremely strong, and a killing machine. He grins when he feels you tensing up when passing by. Could it be that his master is that nervous around him? 

Cú Alter is not interested in any kind of relationship with anyone. All he wants is to kill and be left alone. But even so, he finds himself getting out of his room and roaming the halls of Chaldea more often than before, silently looking around in the hope of finding you somewhere around the place.

Day after day, he ends up watching over you for a bit before returning to his room or leaving to help in the battles. The one thing that annoys him every single day is that annoying snake that roams around you even though you always reject her advances and godawful questions. Everyone knows about Kiyohime’s obsession with the master, and he never cared much about it, but lately, it has been getting on his nerves.

The more he sees how annoying Kiyohime is, the more he realizes that you are in the same situation he is in with Medb. That’s when an idea crosses his mind.

“Listen, master, we both have someone we want to leave us alone. Why not pretend to be together to get rid of both?”

You blinked in surprise when you heard his question.

Cú Alter caught you when you were alone heading towards the cafeteria, and after placing a hand on the wall, he trapped you in between it and his body. His question took you by surprise but the more you thought about it the more you realized it may actually work. It was worth a try at least.

“Sure, let’s do that, Cú~”

And so you ended up spending most of your time with him outside the farming time. Much to everyone’s surprise, he’d be next to you everywhere around Chaldea, bring your food, accompany you to the training sessions even if he wasn’t participating, and always escort you to your room at the end of each day. 

Days and weeks passed and now you are more comfortable around him. His plan actually worked since Kiyohime and Medb didn’t even try approaching again after the first attempts when he scared them away, not before threatening them by saying that you “belong to him” and whoever dares touch what’s his will not make it out in one piece.

You’d be lying if you said that his declaration didn’t make your heart beat faster and cheeks burn, but you knew better. There is no way Cú actually meant that. He was just playing his role, and nothing more. You should be doing the same, but the more you play this role the more you find yourself hoping it was all real.

Even after he's accompanying you back to your room at the end of each day, all you can think about is him. Each thought you have makes your chest tighten and your heart hurt because you know it is all just a big lie. You end up crying yourself to sleep most nights, regretting getting yourself into this, seemingly easy, deal.

What you don’t know is that his very trained ears didn’t miss on hearing your sniffles and sobs. To say that he was utterly confused is not enough. Cú just assumes it is because of something he must have done wrong. He must have fucked up somewhere, somehow. 

Every single day he tried to change something in his attitude. He’d bring you a flower he collected from the forests he trained in. Genuinely listen to everything you’re saying, from the simple things that happened throughout your day to your worries and fears. He’d say that he only does it for the appearance, to make it seem real in case Medb or Kiyohime are stalking. And you believe him. But truth to be told, he does it because that’s what he feels like doing. 

Cú may have only gotten into this at first to get rid of Medb, but as time passed he found himself falling in love with you. At least that’s what he thinks it is. 

Even though he seems like a cold and stoic man, every time you’re close to him he prays you won’t hear his heartbeat that ends up beating like crazy, almost as if it is trying to give his feeling away. He can’t help it. The way your wide, innocent eyes, sparkle in excitement whenever you see him approaching, a smile always present on your face. 

You are the sun, while he is all darkness. He’s afraid his actions will end up fading your light. 

Even when he is having bad thoughts, you end up dragging him out of them somehow. Sometimes, even a simple sentence completely stuns him.

“I’m really happy to see you, Cú.”

Cú finds it really hard to stay composed when you say stuff like that. Hearing your sweet, lighthearted voice, along with the way you look up at him and slightly jump on your toes - it’s like you’re trying to make him fall for you.

And it is working. 

He sighs when he realized how deep he has fallen. Seeing your adorable face, all he wants to do is kiss you. Cup your face and make it official, not just some lie. But you’re his master, and you couldn’t possibly fall for a brute like him. He’s a berserker. You would be more fit with one of his more cheerful versions. Yet here you are, smiling and cheerfully chatting with the other servants, by his side. 

You could have refused his offer. You could have said no and just ask somebody else to do it. Maybe you only accepted out of fear, or maybe you didn’t. But one thing he knows for sure, and that is that he doesn’t want it to be a lie anymore.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

The hallway is silent.

Everyone has already retreated to their rooms and he was planning on doing the same before you took him by surprise with your question. 

“Can you stay with me for the night?”

You have been feeling sadder and sadder with each day passing and you wanted to have a talk with him. The thought of him not feeling the same was crushing your heart, but you’d rather ‘break up’ than keep suffering. 

Cú hesitates, nearly turning around and heading toward his own room, his mind flooded with hundreds of different scenarios.

Why would you ask him that? Did you have any idea how dangerous it was to ask one of your male servants such a question? Were you out of your mind? But looking back at your nearly teary eyes and saddened face, he steps inside without commenting anything.

After hopping on your bed, you tapped on the empty space next to you, inviting him to join you. And so he did. The bed felt so much smaller now that he was next to you. You quickly felt your cheeks getting hot as you thought of how easily he could turn around and completely tower over you, trapping you underneath his body. 

Seeing your flushed face Cú chuckled. What could possibly go on through that little head of yours? 

“So, why am I here?” 

Cú broke the slightly awkward silence. 

Hearing his question, you remain quiet for a moment. Lifting your face to meet his gaze, you mindlessly place your hand on his cheek, your thumb gently touching the red tattoo that was resting beneath his eye.

“I guess i want to know how you feel about me?”

Out of all the questions, this is not the one he was expecting.

“How i feel about you?” he repeats the question as if trying to process it.

You nod your head as you bite your lip and furrow your eyebrows. You’re anxious and he can tell by how cold your usually warm hand is against his face. 

“ I... I have feelings for you Cú.. “ he froze. “But if they are onesided... I am afraid I cannot continue with the lie. It hurts more than I thought it would.”

A million thoughts rush through your read as you realize there is absolutely no going back now.

“But if, maybe… you feel the same way… if you also feel something..”

Cú’s slowly blinking in surprise, now realizing that was the reason you asked him to stay. 

He would be lying if he said he doesn’t have feelings for you. He respects you as a master, but his feelings have long surpassed the master and servant relationship.

Without saying anything, Cú placed his hand on top of yours, taking it and placing it on his chest, allowing you to feel his heartbeat. Then he leaned in and pressed a gentle kiss on your lips. He smiled into the kiss when you deepened it, realizing that you wanted that just as much as he did. 

Getting a bit carried away, he captured both of your wrists and pinned your hands above your head, now truly having you trapped beneath his body. You moaned into the kiss when you felt his other hand rest on one of your hips, keeping you in place. Soon after he moved to your jaw and neck, leaving sloppy kisses and his marks, making sure that everyone will know who you belong to officially now.

You open your eyes when you feel your hands are free again and quickly cup his face admiring his beauty. 

“Was this good enough to show you how I feel, master?”

You smile and happily nod your head, pulling him back in for another kiss. 

Cú spent the night with you, and every single night after that too.

Thank you for reading! I hope you enjoyed it <3

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[aureliaxstarling]

Asexual Cu Chulainn Headcannon

🖤🩶🤍💜

♡✧。。✧♡

Cu Chulainn is a master of cuddles. Casual, sensual, loving, tender, warm, his cuddles are always perfect and he figures out quickly what kind of cuddles and snuggles you prefer.

He actually really likes being a provider for the person he loves. He takes odd jobs so that he can have more freedom to see you, he knows his skills are good enough to take jobs that pay well for his labor and with that he always spends it on good food and good times with you.

If you are in a polyamory with Emiya, then you'd have two, basically Daddies, who love to take care of you and provide the life for you that maybe the 3 of you didn't get to have at first. It's a very cuddly polycule with lots of time napping in warm places and eating delicious food. Ingredients gotten by Cu Chulainn and expertly made into the best meals by Emiya with warm cuddles after especially good meals.

After the nap you all clean up the mess together.

☆♡☆

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[fategranddisorder]

Can't stop thinking bout Lancer Cu pinning master and flirting with her by growling and nipping her earlobe very flirtatiously

Oh my~

His presence is overwhelming and the rest of the world fades away as Cu pins you against the wall. The cool surface grounds you as the heat of the man before you threatens to engulf you.

His chuckle sounds like more like a growl as the Lancer traces the expanse of your neck with his nose all the way up to your ear.

"Na Master, I am still your favourite yeah?"

Your hands flex against the wall, yet they remain unmoving. You aren’t sure what you want to do with them, perfectly content to let Cu overwhelm you.

You nod in agreement to his question and at this you can feel the feel the feral grin on his lips, before Cu opens his mouth. His tongue curling around your ear and his mouth quickly follows.

Those sharp teeth nipping the sensitive skin of your earlobe. You take in a sharp breath and your back arches of the wall in reaction to the ministrations.

"Good lass"

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[fandom-go-round]

I have a headcannon that a master when complimented or given praise gets embarrassed and runs away and or hides from the person complimenting them. Can I please get some headcanons for how Lancer Cu, Achilles, and Proto Arthur would react to this?

Warnings: Uncomfortable Around Compliments, Implied Canon Typical Violence

Cu Chulainn:

The first time it happens he has no idea how to react. He had only said that the mission had went well and he enjoyed how you directed him. Cu isn’t the most straight forward with his praise so it’s a bigger shock to watch you sputter out an excuse and quickly leave.

He’s torn between thinking it’s hilarious and wanting to scold you. It’s one thing if you’re safe at base, it’s another if you’re out on a mission and you want to run off and hide. Cu will probably sit you down and try to figure out what makes the reaction so extreme; his job is to protect you, even from yourself. He’ll only compliment you at base after that, not wanting something to happen in the field. He’ll show his appreciation in other ways, getting you things you need or taking care of your chores. Some people just aren’t for praise and he gets that.

Achilles:

He can hardly believe his eyes as he watches you speed off, laughing as you book it around a corner. He has now found one of his favorite things to do with his new Master. Achilles only gives praise when you earn it but he’s a bit more willing to tell you because of your extreme reaction. He loves it when he’s able to corner you and then compliment you, watching you squirm and try to hide. If it gets too much you might have ask him to tone it down.

Once he’s thoroughly scolded, Achilles is better about compliments and when he gives them to you. There’s also an incident where you were on a mission and he had said something without thinking and you had taken off. That earns you a yelling Achilles chasing after you and a long overdue conversation about boundaries. He’s better about respecting your wishes and you slowly get better at accepting his words. It’s a win-win for everyone.

Proto Arthur:

Arthur is going to have a really hard time with this. The good news is that in the heat of battle, it’s very rare that he’ll be trying to compliment you so you’re safe there. The bad news is that everywhere else is free game and he views his duty as a knight is to compliment his Master. This means Arthur watching you run away, wondering if he’s said something wrong. All the time.

The first time it happens he genuinely thinks that he’s done something wrong, coming to you late and begging for forgiveness. You have to explain to him that you’re bad with compliments and he seems to get it. Like Cu, he’ll try to appreciate his gratitude in ways other than compliments but its hard. Most of the time he can remember but when he gets overwhelmed the praise comes gushing out. It’s funny to watch, even as you run away and Arthur chases after you.

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[a-little-awkward-simp]

CÚ CHULAINN ALTER x FEM! READER -Still of the Night

Alright

So this is the first smut fic I've ever written so sorry if it's terrible xd

Enjoy :D

Fandom: FGO

warnings: NSFW, 18+, MDNI, smut, somnophilia, orgasm denial, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it fellas), praising, overstimulation, multi-orgasms, oral

let me know if i missed any and sorry if i did!

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Cú wasn’t big on sleeping. He enjoyed cuddling with you, but he never fell asleep. He didn’t understand why the other servants actually chose to sleep. They didn’t need sleep, so why waste time on such a futile thing.

Tonight was the same; Cú had come to cuddle with you until you fell asleep. Right now he was lying on his back, staring at the ceiling in silence with his own thoughts. He had let go of you a little while ago when he had noticed that you had fallen asleep.

He turned to look at you, you were still facing him. You looked so calm and peaceful. Occasionally you made small sounds in your sleep.

How adorable, Cú thought to himself and smiled.

You looked so innocent. So-

He froze. This was new.

He turned to his side to have a better look at you. At this point he didn’t even hesitate. He took a hold of the blanket and took it off of you.

He looked at you. His eyes skimmed through every single curve of your body, every detail about it. He gently touched your shoulder and slowly dragged it along your side. He did it so carefully and so slowly, like he tried to memorize every detail of it. Slight shivers went down his spine when his hand touched the bare skin of your arms and sides. Your t-shirt had gone up a little, giving him a clear view at your bare belly and part of your sides.

Shit.

He felt his blood rushing down to his crotch. His breathing started getting heavier. He was absolutely mesmerized by you.

He reached out to your face, tracing his thumb along your jaw and lips, pulling at your lip slightly.

That was it for him.

He started touching himself through his boxers, keeping his eyes at your sleeping face.

The hand on your face now traveled down along, down to your side, finally finding the hem of your shirt. He carefully pulled it up, not wanting to wake you. He pulled it up as high as he could, giving himself a view at your breasts. His breathing grew heavier. HIs cock twitched, aching for more. He pinched your other nipple with his fingers.

You moaned.

He froze. The lewd sound coming out of your mouth when you looked like the purest angel he had ever seen. It felt like his brain turned to mush at that moment. All he could think of at that moment was to touch you more, to have you and hear you make those pretty sounds of yours, just for him.

He didn’t want more, he needed more.

He took off his boxers, threw them to some dark corner of the room and pulled you closer. He pulled your shorts down, parted your thighs, and pressed his fingers against your core.

You began whimpering in your sleep. Cú couldn’t stop looking at you, he didn’t even consider stopping what he was doing and he couldn’t care less if you woke up now.

He kept rubbing circles on your clit, getting rougher and rougher. You were a sleeping, moaning mess.

“That’s right, keep making those sounds for me ” Cú whispered under his breath. He noticed that you were getting wet now. “That feel good, baby?” he whispered.

You moaned again, like answering him. He smirked to himself and pushed one finger inside you. Your back arched slightly and another lewd sound came out of you. He kept pumping his finger in and out of you, eventually adding another. Your moans and whimpers grew louder. While having his fingers inside you, he kept touching himself, his large cock twitching at your sounds.

He took his hand away from you and got up. He climbed out of bed and went on his knees beside the bed. He pulled you closer from your thighs and turned you on your back. He looked at your core, your juices spilling out of your slick. He licked his lips.

“Fuck…” he muttered under his breath. “All this just for me”

He dragged his tongue against your folds, tasting you. He let out an almost animalistic growl. He greedily began to eat you out, cherishing every drop of your nectar like it was his last meal. If he died now like this, between your thighs, he’d have the happiest, most glorious death ever. He was in 

You finally stirred from your sleep, hot. It took you a moment to process what was going on.

“Cú? C-” you couldn’t finish a sentence because of a pulse of pleasure going through your body. You moaned, louder than before, your voice groggy from sleep.

He growled.

“Keep making those sounds for me princess. Can’t get enough of ‘em” he mumbled against your folds, sending another wave of pleasure surging through your body. “Gonna make you feel so good”

You gripped the sheets above your head, feeling a familiar knot forming in your lower stomach.

“C-cú I-” your sentence was cut off again by a moan of your own. “cumming” was all you could mutter out.

Suddenly Cú stopped, leaving your aching core cold. You whimpered in frustration.

“Not so fast, princess” he looked at you with hungry eyes. He hopped on the bed, climbing on top of you. His face was only an inch or two away from yours.

“You know how pretty you look when you sleep, hm? Making me crazy about you” he practically growled, smirking at you.

You stared into his fiery red eyes. You yearned for him. You wanted him to continue, you wanted him to continue touching you, and he knew it. He saw it.

Without a word he pushed his big, hard member into you. You already became a moaning mess, the stretch felt so good. He let you adjust to his size before thrusting into you slowly. You were a moaning and panting mess, close to your high already.

“Cú” you moaned “close”

“Oh I know princess” he began thrusting into you harder and faster. He leaned in to kiss your neck, leaving marks on it.

“Cum for me, princess” whispered.

That was it for you, you came undone under him, moaning out his name. Your mind got hazy and your vision got cloudy. You grabbed Cú’s shoulders like they were the only thing you could hold on to stay in this reality.

Cú wasn’t done though.

He pulled out of you, reached down to your sensitive core with his hand while holding himself above you with his other one.

He started rubbing circles on your sensitive clit, making you arch your back and scream out of pleasure.

“Cú!” you were screaming out his name “I can’t-”

“You’re doing so well for me, princess” he muttered into your neck. 

If heaven really did exist, he was sure this was it. 

You were close to reaching your second orgasm of the night, but suddenly he stopped. He took your other breast into his hand and leaned his face down to kiss it. He started kissing your nipple, licking it and biting it so that there would surely be a mark in the morning.

You moaned and whimpered both in pleasure and frustration. You were so close to your high, you wanted your release. 

Cú moved on to take care of your other breast, and reached down to your overstimulated core once again, pushing two fingers inside of you. You screamed out his name, tears forming into your eyes.

“Cú!”

He couldn’t resist anymore, he had to release himself as well.

He thrusted his fingers inside you a few more times before he pulled them out and replaced them with his cock. He began thrusting into you at an animalistic speed.

You screamed out his name again, the stretch feeling so overwhelmingly good. Your mind began to get hazy again, the same knot forming in your lower stomach.

Cú watched you underneath him. He wouldn’t last long either. He bent down to kiss your tears away, then proceeded to kiss and bite your neck and collarbones. 

“Cum for me, princess, cum for me” he growled under his breath. His thrusts grew sloppier but he was going faster and faster.

You screamed as you reached your second high of the night. That was it for Cú. seeing you come for him for the second time, screaming out his name. He came inside you, filling you up with his cum. He pulled out of you and collapsed right next to you, breathing heavily.

Without a word he pulled you closer to him and held you tightly in his arms. He kissed your forehead.

“You did so well, my pretty princess” he mumbled into your forehead. 

You smiled and nuzzled your face into his chest. Your mind was still hazy. You felt tiredness taking over you. It didn’t take you long to fall asleep in Cú’s arms, feeling content.

Cú noticed you falling asleep and smiled to himself. God, you were beautiful. He kissed your forehead and nuzzled his face into your hair. He closed his eyes. Maybe this once he’ll try sleeping next to you.

#smut #reader insert #cu alter #cu chulainn #fgo #fgo x reader #fanfic smut #cu chulainn x reader #cu berserker #cu alter x reader

[thetaledeliveryservice]

Hey there Hollow can I please get some headcanons for Lancer Cu, Robin, and Emiya being worried about Mori and Masters' relationship, thier worried about Mori hurting Master as berserkers aren't known for their gentleness and self control

Cu Chulainn (Lancer)

Cu gets that Mori cares about their Master, and wouldn't do anything to hurt you on purpose. The two most likely have a bit of a bromance going on at times. But...

There are times he can't help but worry that Mori might smack you on the back too hard one day. Or might forget his own strength while putting an arm on your shoulders.

So anytime he sees the two of you together, he's watching from the corner of his eye just in case something happens.

Robin Hood

When it comes to his Master and Mori being together he's like an older brother somewhat.

He supports the relationship, and he might tease you every now and then about things he's seen the two of you doing together. But he also wants it to be known that if Mori does anything to hurt you he will not hesitate to fill the Berserker's hide with arrows.

He'll even cover for the two of you if any of the other servants start getting in an uproar about the whole relationship. He's got your back.

Emiya

The day he finds out, he'll look at Mori, look at you, and then say "Him? Really? HIM?"

Look, even before becoming a servant, Emiya has not had the best experiences when it comes to Berserkers. So he's more apprehensive about this than the other two.

He's okay with the two of you being together, but he's never going to be completely fine with it. He won't actively try to break the two of you up though, he's not the type to let his own bad experiences get in the way of someone else's love and happiness.

#Fate Series #Fate Grand Order #FGO #Fate Grand Order x Reader #Fate Grand Order Headcanons #Cu Chulainn x Reader #Robin Hood x Reader #Emiya x Reader #Mori Nagayoshi x Reader

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[has-gilgamesh-doneanythingwrong]

Can I request something with Lance Cu and a master who is into being bitten. Like in an NSFW way sorry if this is awkward I haven't requested anything before.

Hi anon, thanks for the request! That's totally fine. Seeing as you haven't specified any gender, I'll be keeping the master gender neutral (ayyy) and sticking to a more foreplay-based nsfw headcanon featuring Lancer Cu this time, with a little touch of sex, too. Please enjoy, and thanks for the wait!

Warnings: 18+ NSFW content (tagged as 'lemon fic'). Includes foreplay, some vague depictions of sex, shower scene and a lot of biting/ teeth action.

Cu Chulainn (Lancer) x Gender-Neutral Master NSFW Headcanons (Foreplay/ Biting Kink/ a 'bit' of sex)

✲ It starts off as a mere bit of banter, the two of you playfully teasing one another as usual; until Lancer suddenly catches you off guard- by snaking those lithe arms of his around yours from behind, nipping you lightly on the cheek! As his teeth lightly graze against the round flesh of your cheek, his hot breath mingles with your skin, as he finally releases his hold to take a breath that sends shivers down your spine; mingling warmly against the cool surface of your flesh.

✲ Explosive heat bursts through your body at the unexpected action, embarrassedly placing your hands upon the part of your cheek that was now tingling with pleasure! What was initially purposed to be a mischievous- yet also affectionate- action accidentally unveils one of your deepest desires, resulting in you sheepishly recoiling away.

✲ Lancer's crimson eyes widen with surprise as you twist away, his keen instincts instantaneously tuning into to your rapidly shifting mood.

✲ "...Yo, master. You alright there?" As Lancer peeks his head around your shoulders, his piercing red eyes gaze into yours; slightly concerned. There was no getting past this keen warrior's heightened senses, after all. Silence takes the helm as you mull over what to say, anxiety prickling at your throat; however you overcome that by simply admitting how you feel.

✲ "When you nip and bite at me like that, I like it a lot. In fact, I'd like it if you could do it some more..." Throwing all fear to the wind, you courageously and directly confess the truth; pride swelling within Lancer's chest at the fact that you were willing to entrust him with your feelings. And it sure as hell feels great for you to release such a heavy burden from your shoulders as well.

✲ Not one to miss a beat, he skillfully plays along with your request; easing you in with gentle nips against your earlobe, as well as the nape of your neck; your breath quickening as his teeth and tongue mark you- fluctuating between nipping and licking at said sensitive spots. Now that he knew what you liked, Lancer was going to tease you as much as he possibly could about it- come hell or high water.

✲ As your knees buckle at the growing intensity of his ministrations against your neck, growing increasingly desperate for him to bite just a little bit harder, to suck just a little bit deeper; sparks of heat meld against your body as his hands slip underneath your clothing, Lancer's fiery hot touch setting your bare skin alight. Gasping from the unexpected heat now blistering against your once-cool skin, Lancer vehemently smirks.

✲ "Oho, master. Seems like you enjoyed that. If you want more...then tell me. I'll make you feel real damn good." The low hum of his whispering reverberates around your cranium, your heart's thudding beats echoing as loudly as the crashing beats of a heavy bass, as you regard the darkening of his eyes- Lancer's maroon hues now misting with lust.

✲ Barely managing to stammer out your request (who could blame you for that, with him being so intense?), within one slick movement, he slips the clothing off your shoulders; casually dipping his head into the crevice between your shoulder and neck as he presses his teeth lightly against the exposed flesh of your skin; his eagerness to drive you to the edge motivating him to an immense degree!

✲ His exhilarating bite evolves into an almost insatiable sense of pleasure, as he proceeds to then suck deeply against the now-throbbing zone-it sending tingles up your spine, as you moan at how good it feels. Now the whole area had been claimed with a hickey large enough for the entire world to see.

✲ "Fuck, I love it when you moan like that." Tell him how good it feels. Your response is what drives him on to please you even more. A smug aura laces his words, as he carries on, "So, tell me what you want next. Whatever you need...I'll make sure to fuck you real good-!!" His arousing words are brought to a startling halt, as you flip around, so that you're facing him- impishly grounding your hips against his own.

✲ Now Lancer is the one who's taken aback, a bashful expression briefly fluttering through his features. However, it's only a matter of seconds before he's matching your pace, fingers kneading into your hips as the two of you rub against one another, a delicious friction kicking up between you both.

✲ As he devilishly smirks, the sexual tension between the two of you becomes palpably tight, you pulling him into an intensely passionate kiss that quickly devolves into fervent grabbing and touching- as you fall into a twisted heap on top of one another, tongues encircling one other. Pulling briefly away from the kiss, he purposely bites your lower lip, relishing in the pure bliss that emanates from you; finding the dazed expression in your eyes to be rather endearing.

✲ By this time, all matters of clothing begin to lose their place- as you undress one another, your lips greedily claiming any spots of his exposed skin. Any pauses in your exploration of his form is responded to in kind by him nibbling at the weak spots all over your body- the fleshy parts of the thighs, the soft parts of the stomach, and especially any other spots that you particularly like- the twinging of his numerous bites numbed by the electricity sent skirting up your body by his velvety tongue.

✲ Mind exploding with desire, all thoughts concentrate onto him. You wanted him. Now. Craved him, even. However, Lancer is forever the tease; smirking at the increasing desperation of your trembling form as he gently tests the limits of your patience by sliding his slick cock extremely close to the parts of you that were hungering for him; yet refusing to give you the sweet sense of relief that you were so badly yearning for!!!

✲ However, such teasing doesn't last for long as the lust takes over, trapping you both beneath its heady mist. Sweating bodies melding against one another, as you both settle into a frenetic rhythm that gradually builds in intensity- slippery smacking noises echoing all around as you become deeply entwined with one another's insides; the world twists into a murky, dazed mist. The feel of his cock is incredibly good- turning you completely and utterly inside out. As you heave such words of praise through labored breaths, Lancer releases a breathy laugh- only then to double down in intensity.

✲ The pace becomes so tight, so deep; hitting all of the right places in a way that makes your body curl, hands gripping onto the bedsheets for dear life, as a burgeoning warmth kicks up a rush inside of you- filling your belly with heat. The pleasure is so insatiable that all you can do is whimper- however, Lancer is far from finished yet.

✲ Just as you can feel the ensuing waves of an orgasm reaching you- threatening to spill over the edge- he clamps his teeth into your neck, biting you exactly the way that you like it. This topples you over the edge as only white takes over your vision, your body pulsating with an entire legion of heavenly waves of pleasure. He too loses himself to the sensations, the two of you wholeheartedly indulging within one another; as you press your hands into his flaming hot back, nails digging into his skin.

✲ After such a glowing, white-hot night; the two of you wash the dew of the night away within a soothing shower, torridly kissing as he fervidly backs you up against the shower wall; searing heat drifting through the steamy air.

Things seemed to be far from over.

The night is still yet young, after all...

#lancer cu chulainn #fate series #gilgawriting #fgo #fgo fanfic #fgo headcanons #mastersona #lemon fanfic #gilgablog #character x reader #YESSS GENDER NEUTRAL MASTER IS BACK AYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY #took me 4 hours just to write 1 word

[akiraak4]

Champagne, Cocaïne,Gasoline

A/N: This is my first time posting on this website, but I thought, why not? It is inspired by Don't Threaten Me with a Good Time by Panic! at the Disco. I do not own the character Cú Chulainn, yada, yada, yada, English is not my first language and all. CW: self-destructive behaviour,(slight) addiction, misuse of drugs and alcohol, drunk driving, self-harming behaviour, depression Wordcount: 2500 Underlying Cú Chulainn x Reader PART 1| PART 2

You jolted awake, a haze before your eyes, a siren whaling in your ears. Your throat leaves a groaning sound of pain as your eyes try to focus on something - anything at all if you will. Nothing seems to be in your reach, as you try to grab something as you work your way to stand, but falter and end up on the ground again. Your knees are like pudding and your fingers have no feeling to them. Your brain is pounding in your skull and you shakily exhale - letting the exhaustion get a grip on you again.

But this is not the beginning of this story. This is rather the end of it - if we would have followed a common structure.

And you weren't the one to tell either.

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He has unusually taken form as a Berserker. Some factors of his summoning also caused all of his equipment to change and reversed his temperament. His expressions become cold, and the crimson demonic spear that is his Noble Phantasm has been mixed with darkness, overflowing with a foreboding aura.

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Cú Chulainn Alter was your servant long enough by now to have a grasp on your behaviour - even though, you rather should have had a sight over his madness. After all, it seems like he is the one who has to have an eye on you most of the time. You have surrounded yourself with some of the most absurd servants, he could have imagined. Mostly because they are so engulfed in their own worlds - and their ideals - that it sickens him to even watch them. You always look a bit exhausted, but even if asked (by one of the few kind souls your summons have answered), you just dismiss the call by ignoring them or just saying that your mana was drained. But this was not the case at all. Your resources of mana were hilariously huge and no one really needed that much energy to sustain themself. 

The mad king was by your side - like most of the time (probably because he was your go-to servant). His crimson eyes follow your every move. You've pulled out your phone and texted someone. The profile picture was the same as the days before and he had concluded, that you have been texting with someone - very regularly and mostly frantic, jabbing texts into your phone like a maniac. But this time, your moves were a lot more controlled as you let your phone fall. He did not bother trying to catch it and watched as the screen broke, diagonally through the middle. 

Your message cannot be delivered. You have been blocked by this number. 

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You were chugging your who-knows-how many shots, in some derelict bar you'd found on the way to who-knows-where. The berserker was still next to you - in a tight-fitting black suit he got a while ago. Most of his more macabre features had vanished - mostly his tail, which would hinder him from following you. But the crimson tattoos were still under his eyes and on his arms, as he rolled up his sleeves. His muscular features got rid of most of the crazy humans that were trying to hit on you in your current state of drunken daze - and those who even dared to walk in your direction went away faster than a flash after he snarled his canines towards them.

You have had enough of being betrayed by the ones you liked, your allies. You felt like a wounded animal, but instead of licking your wound, you turned towards the things, you yearned for most of your life after pain was inflicted onto you - the rush of alcohol, the numbness of everything and the happiness that comes with a little help of a line or two. 

A happy grin was stretched wide over your face as you took another shot, but as you pointed at your empty shot glass, the barkeep just shook his head, denying you your next drink. A snort of annoyance escaped you. You turn on your heel, the world twisting a bit too much as you walk straight to the door - or what you thought of as a straight line - your servant (of course) right behind you, following your every step.

The engine of the sports car roared as you speeded down the street, not really caring about the thought that you could cause an accident or die while driving in this state. The berserker next to you also seems to not give a single fuck about the way you drove the streamlined car. After a short while of driving you found the next best thing - a high-society nightclub, you have visited maybe once or twice in your life. You passed by the line of peasants and right into the club - the bodyguard just watched you puzzled as he was pushed aside by the mad king, who followed you into the club. The club was busted with people, dancing skin-on-skin and some sketchy guy was passing on little sachets in exchange for fat roles of cash.  You walk towards the bartender, pointing out a bottle of absinthe and try your best to negotiate a price, but in the end, you just paid a whole bunch more than you could imagine. Take a sip from the high-percentage alcohol, letting it burn down your throat as you walk to the sketchy guy, offering him a bundle of cash. The man slowly fumbled in his jacket: "Babe, if you go on, you might pass out in a drain pipe", he mumbled, taking the cash in exchange for the little bag, while you just grinned, taking another big sip.

"Oh yeah, don't threaten me with a good time"

The mad king was very much not amused as you stumbled out of your car, into the bar and basically threw your money at the barkeep as you took the booze. You were high and drunk - and you still wanted more, it seems like this, as you were taking a strange bag from this peasant. He snorts in annoyance. What were you thinking? The absinthe in your hand and the drugs, in the neckline of your dress, are hidden from sight as you walk into a corner of the club, scaring away the people that sat and letting yourself fall onto the couch as your servant took his place next to you. He was very unpleased with your behaviour. But alas, he could not change your mind right now as you start to chug down the burning liquor. You cross your legs, one hanging in the air as your eyes cloud even more, getting dull by the minute as you put down the booze. An exhausted sigh leaves your mouth as he inhales your liquor-stained breath. It was really disgusting. You slowly close your eyes, exhaustion seems to take over your body and he is ready to get you back home. His eyes wander over the crowd, but stop as he hears the sound of you opening the little bag and inhaling it content before taking another big sip. The crimson of his eyes was on you as you stood up, headed toward the dance floor.

You were thrown out of the club again - not really sure why - as you stumbled towards your car, opening the side of the driver, falling halfway in, as you thought you'd throw up into your own lap, but pulled yourself together as you watched Cú Chulainn get into the passenger seat, still smooth and with a stoic, calm face, watching you pull out of the parking lot and onto the empty street. You drove like a mad lad through the streets and stopped at a gas station after you noticed the low of your tank. You grabbed the fuel faucet and started to pump gas, after missing the tank the first time (you really wanted to throw up at the smell of gasoline on your dress, but you didn't). But you got it after some trying - much to the displeasure of the man behind the counter. He yelled at you, something about wasting precious resources but he was silent after you smacked some hundred dollar bills onto the counter and left, the clacking sound of your small heels followed you as you sat back into the car. Your eyes wander towards your servant - or were there two of them? Since when did you have two Cú Chulainns in your front seat? "Ah, fuck it", your voice sounded strange to yourself, a troubled mumble while you start the car - starting off with too much speed, making the car jump forwards before you got to the right speed. Your fingers just loose over the steering wheel, letting it slip from your grip as you drift off the empty road. Luckily for you, you were out of town and Alter pulled the wheel straight, grunting slightly. You're letting fully go off the steering wheel as you push the gas pedal down to the ground. Your servant seems a bit in distress or confused as he steers the wheel to drive. You start laughing - you never thought he would do that (you really believed, he would have let you drive into your death, but to be honest with yourself, you forgot he was her for a while). After some time, your laughter died off and as you arrived in the new city you let go of the gas pedal, bringing the car to an unpleasant halt as it died off, stuttering and in the middle of the road.

Cù Chulainn Alter was kinda exhausted as he was technically forced to drive for you at this high speed until you just - stopped. He was confused as to why you suddenly were so eager to get out of the car but followed you after turning off the car and taking the key (just in case). You've stumbled towards a guy in a chiffon skirt, muttering some words of exchange, he could not hear as he stepped up, being next to you again, as you started to empty a beer bottle. He would have been impressed with the speed you tried to do it, but it took not too long, before you nearly suffocated yourself, as the beverage poured all over your chest as you tried to breathe for a short while. The stranger smiled wide as he handed you a pair of hot pink high heels. You on the other hand were not that happy as you slipped off your original shoes and put on the heels. You were a bit wobbly at first, trying not to fall, as you started laughing with the stranger, leaving the mad king very confused, you turned around and waved your goodbyes, walking away wobbly, trying not to break your ankles while walking. Still laughing, you started twirling. It was probably far past midnight and it was way too cold, even though it was summer, the nights were still freezing. And you only got a dress on. Cú Chulainn sighted, as he changed into his ordinary outfit - seemingly out of nowhere his armour was back in place, the big fur coat hung in bright crimson red over his shoulders and his tail slowly swung from the right to the left. Glancing over at you he clicked his tongue as he threw his coat over you. You stumbled and nearly tipped over from the sudden weight added to your small frame, as you threw the coat off your shoulders. 

A grunt escaped you, captured by surprise as Alter threw his coat over you, leading you to stumble and nearly fall over with the heels. You tossed the coat back to your servant, grunting in annoyance. "Leave me the fuck alone", you hissed. Stomping away, your servant still on your heel. Your mind was misted by the rush of the alcohol and the drugs you took. Gripping harder onto the bottle of beer you still got from the stranger. You've had enough of the play of sympathy and fake affection people try to throw in your direction to lure you in. Only to break you and throw you away, after they got tired of you. "I said fuck off!", you yelled, throwing the bottle at the berserker, who dodged it smoothly. "If I would 'fuck off' you would die", he said - probably the first words he said the whole night. "And if so. I don't fucking care, okay? Just - just let me die then", you hissed, ending in an exhausting sight, turning your back to the servant, starting to move forward again. Tears started to pool in your eyes as you slowly dragged one foot in front of the other. Slightly sniffing as you wipe away the wetness of your eyes. "As if anybody would care", you mumble. Clearly, your up was over and you've hit rock bottom - or it feels like this as you keep walking, ignoring the servant behind you. 

After a while, you found yourself back in another bar, but it was not too long and the barkeeper told you they would soon close. After a short discussion, you've got a bottle of booze to take with you as you left the bar behind you. Again stumbling through the streets of a strange city you didn't know. You were exhausted and really just wanted to lay down, or sit down or something like that...  Another big sip emptied the bottle in your hand. You shook the bottle, disappointed from the sudden loss of your last joy as your eyes started to wander over the place. No one was there. No one. Not even your servant. Strange. He really just went away after all. He probably was tired of taking care of such a useless master, who could not even take proper care of herself and turned to drugs and alcohol to wash away the problems that towered over her. A sad sight escaped your mouth as you turned to walk again, but you stopped.

"Take a seat, master"

The berserker stood next to a shopping cart, the chain that normally holds the carts together was ripped apart. His huge coat laid out in the cart as his crimson eyes wandered over your sad figure. You were not moving, just holding back miserable tears. He stepped into action, picking you up and laying you down into the cart, carefully warping the crimson coat over your shivering figure. Your eyes were matt and dull, exhausted from the small bit of world you've got to see. But that small part of the world was not really kind towards you and it just ate you up and spat you out again. He pitied you, as your eyes moved to hover over his huge frame, which seemingly took over your whole vision. 

"The world is no kind place for such a soul as yours.

 But no worry, master. 

My spear will never fail you."

#cu chulainn alter x reader #cu chulainn alter #cu chulainn fanfic #x reader #reader is female

[aureliaxstarling]

hello!!! could you write boyfriend lancer Cu headcannons? have a wonderful day~~ :3

*cracks knuckles*

Time to get back into thus!

°.♡.°

First of all Cu Chulainn is the biggest sweetheart of all time! The kinds of cuteness he gets into in order to give his partner affection would be unreal.

He'd have thus drive to provide for you, always asking you to come have a meal with him in some beautiful spot with food he made himself (sometimes he asks Emiya for help)

He loves cuddles more than sex. I actually head cannon him as something like demi sexual so sex is never the first thing on his mind. Giving you cuddles, head kisses and enjoying the pleasure of eating with you are his favorite things.

If you get him into video games all bets are off he's going to want to cuddle and game with you constantly when he's not carrying you around while he's hiking or taking a walk.

Also, carrying you around? Just because he can? Always!

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Thank you for your patience! Come back again sometime ♡

#fate go #cu chulainn x reader #lancer cu chulainn #lancerlainn #lancer #fate #fate series

[fategranddisorder]

I sometimes lock the door then leave then forget that I locked the door and get super anxious 😵‍💫 And Lancer Cu being a guard dog in his myth reminded me that I'd trust Cu to guard the house while I'm gone. Can ya do some hcs based on master asking Cu to guard the house while shes gone?

Listen, I have the same thing and I am at work thinking... did I lock the door.

I honestly called a friend once to check because I was spazzing at the airport.

Cu does wonder how you managed to survive without him for this long.

The lancer really doesn't mind lounging around your house. You usually don't get into trouble and you could always summon him to your side if things really get out of hand.

That being said he does prefer to stay close with you.

"Don’t worry about it Master, but be sure to give me a treat when you get back home yeah?"

#k.answers💬 #my dear anon #fgo #fate/grand order #cu chulainn x reader #cu chulainn #it is the queue my darlings ❤️ #k.headcannons

[fandom-go-round]

Hello!! Could I have a gender neutral love letter from Cú Chulainn (any adult version) from the fate series please?? Just something fluffy is good, I have nothing specific in mind 🙏❤️

Sorry this took so long dear, I love Cu and this ask. I hope you enjoy!

A Love Letter. You almost don’t see it because it’s not in an envelope. Tucked onto your nightstand, it takes you a moment to realize that it’s a letter addressed to you.

Hey

I want you to know that you can ignore this letter if you want. It’s not going to change my feelings in any way but it’s up to you if you want this to go farther. Now that that’s out of the way, I can really get started.

I want you to be mine. I know that you’re popular and that I’m one of many Servants but I don’t care about that. I want to spend as much time as possible with you; we have fun spending time together. Being with you is one of the things I look forward to in this weird second life.

Look, I’m not saying that I’m the best. If you decide to be with me, it’ll be the two of us until the end. No other people allowed. I’m going to protect you, even if you don’t need it. That’s what it means to care about someone, at least to me.

I think I know your answer. The ball is in your court. Let me know what you want to do and I’ll follow you the entire way.

Cu Chulainn

#fate imagine #fate imagines #fgo imagine #cu chulainn x reader #cu chulainn imagine #cu chulainn #fgo cu chulainn #fgo #fate grand order #fate grand order imagine #lancer imagine #love letters

[akurrami]

How would Ozymandias + Lancer Cu react to a female master who due to a spell gone wrong, now has cat ears and a tail and some cat like behavior too!!

Oh I like this trope! Let's go!

Pairing: (not seperate-ish) Ozymandias + Cu Chulainn x fem!Neko!Reader

TWs: none, I think.

Let's be clear - Merlin is at his shenanigans again.

It was supposed to be a test of his to see if enhancing humans with animal traits with quick spell usage, instead of manipulating bloodlines is possible.

Who allowed him to make Chaldea's master his guinea pig? We'll never know. Though a certain British Saber servant is currently the Prime suspect for not keeping him in check.

"This... Was absolutely not something I planned would happen."

Merlin sighed, looking at his results. Or lack thereof.

He promptly escorted you to your room after shuting down the experiment. You fell asleep very quickly after that, but after an unknown ammount of time, you woke up to a knocking on your door.

Ozymandias

So, you know how in ancient egypt cats were sacred and were thought of as Divine? Yeah, he still follows that belief.

The knocking it seems was caused by none other than Ozymandias himself!

"Master, there are pressing matters I and Pharaoh Nitocris would like to discuss-"

You stood in silence. Both of you.

"Well what is it?? I'll do my best to *Nyaaawn* help."

He started chuckling a bit.

"Master, you never told any of us you were blessed by the Gods. That makes it much more of an honor to work with you. I admit, you cought my interest even more." You looked at him dumbfounded. You? Blessed by the gods? With average magic circuits? Nah. "King Ozymandias, what on Earth are you talking about? Me? Blessed? Not by a longshot." He sighed, and pointed to your room's mirror. There, you saw it - Cat ears, alongside your human pair, a tail. And a desire to be more active at night, and sleep your day away. "I'm gonna- No, No, Calm down (Y/n). He's not worth your rage. Anyway, let's go to Nitocris, shall we?" Ozy nodded, and after hours upon hours of tiring planning of the next Halloween event in Chaldea with Nitocris and Ozy (That sounded more like "Egypt worshipping day") You just passed out in the cafeteria, purring lightly as your hoodie spread your body's warmth accross the torso to the arms, then legs - Is there a feeling more godly than this? Lancer Cu Chulainn - Frankly, he finds the whole situation hilarious, but adorable in a way. "Master! Maaaaaster! Wake up!" The Ireland's child's of light unmistakable voice shook you awake. "Nyoooan, I want five more minutes...!" Seconds later you were picked up, which awoke you fully. "Da Vinci wants you on the bridge, and sent me." As if on instinct, you hissed, trying to wiggle out of his iron-strong grip. If you weren't asleep recently, you might have succeeded. After few minutes of walking, the Lancer in blue had set you down, and overlooking the bridge of Chaldea, your attention span went from Focused to that of a 3-year old. As Da Vinci was speaking about some planned small-scale reyshifts, your target was clear - Meuniere's coffee mug. Through sneaky Absolutely obvious movements, you got close. "Hell no, you're not doing that, cat ears or not." Said Cu Chulainn, spotting your ploy from a mile away. "But Laaanceeeeeeer!!" "No." "Stop it already you two!" Da Vinci shouted, clearly upset. "Before we do anything - We need to find Merlin and undo that damn spell... Until then, Lancer, take care of our Master here... Gods know what her cat instincts might push her towards." However, to Chaldea's dismay, Merlin was nowhere to be found, so instead, All the Casters in Chaldea were grouped up to solve the issue. ---- Fin I am sorry, if this didn't quite fall into your liking Anon. I also apologize for the clear change of Style in the Lancer part, Tumblr on PC is... Weird. But, I hope it did! And that all of you, who read this, enjoyed. (Open for part two...?) And yeah, I'm glad to be back! - Rami

#ozymandias #headcanon #fate x reader #cu chulainn #fate go #fgo #fanfic #neko reader

[greenishghostey]

Glass Gorgon

Pairing: Eddie Munson x fem!reader

Summary: Eddie made sure to only wear his glasses at home and when he was in a quiet corner of the Hawkins public library. Hellfire campaign planning called for him to be on top form; therefore, his browline glasses were a necessity. You had taken notice of Eddie's weekly library visits and his new bespectacled look. It was a good look on him.

Word Count: 3,339

Warnings: None! This is a fun little fluffy one-shot because one man wearing some reading glasses. Also, the stories of Cu Chulainn are really cool bits of folklore, here's an overview if anyone is curious!

DO NOT REPOST OR EDIT MY WORK

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Eddie had needed to wear reading glasses since he was eight years old. After years of reading and drawing late at night, with only a shitty flashlight as a light source, his big eyes were more than a little bit messed up. 

After one too many comments from teachers about Eddie potentially being “dim” after he couldn’t read the board properly, Wayne took him for an eye test. Crappy eyesight was just another cross to bear for the Munson men, so Wayne knew he was going to be shelling out for some glasses. Eddie got to pick whichever frames he wanted, but damn, was the little boy annoyed about having to do it. He huffed and grumbled the entire trip to the opticians - so much so that Wayne bought Eddie some ice cream to cheer him up. Wayne didn’t like it when his nephew wasn’t his usual smiley little self. 

Since then, Eddie had tried out a few different styles of glasses. He tried to find a pair that didn’t make him look too dorky or take away from his metalhead exterior. Eddie had a reputation as the town freak, and as much as he disliked being labelled as that, he had to keep it up. 

Eight-year-old Eddie had thought wire-framed glasses were a good choice. But after getting that pair broken by an “accidental” football to the face, Wayne suggested a sturdier choice. Sturdier meant thicker, which meant Eddie was going to be getting more sports equipment aimed at his face. 

Bad eyesight just wasn’t metal. Eddie quickly learned that there was next to no chance of him pulling off reading glasses. They made his eyes look even bigger. Every pair did make him look like a dork. Plus, if he didn’t wear them consistently, then his eyes would only get worse. Eddie kind of hated that he had to sit in the back of every classroom to maintain his attempt at being a “cool, bad boy”. In reality, he was squinting enough to get a headache just so he could read Miss O’Donnell’s handwriting. 

Like hell was he wearing those glasses, though.

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The Hawkins public library was always a bit of a ghost town. Eddie loved it for when he needed time away from the trailer but still needed some quiet. 

Not a lot of people knew that the fantasy section in the library was so varied. But Eddie did. He’d read almost all of the books in the section cover to cover. Wayne didn’t always have the means to get Eddie new books when he finished one, so a library card was the best option. The old librarian back then had been so excited to see such a young kid so eager to devour any book that he could. Wendy was her name. Eddie found himself missing Wendy during his library trips. 

The history section was tucked away in the back corner of the library. Far away from any prying eyes and close to a big window where the sun streamed in just right. This was the other area where Eddie could be found when he made his weekly visits. While the main American history books weren’t his speed, the range of dusty, heavy mythology anthologies that were crammed onto one shelf certainly were. Comparing mythology and fantasy books was a hobby of Eddie’s - it sparked a lot of D&D inspiration and helped him pin down the whirlwind of ideas already in his head. The day he noticed that Tolkien lifted much of his work from Irish Mythology, he almost lost his twelve-year-old mind. Wayne got his ear talked off about the stories of Cú Chulainn.

Black browline frame glasses were perched on the bridge of Eddie’s nose as he hunched over one of the three notebooks he’d brought with him. After forgetting his walkman and headphones last week - and suffering through the droning background noise of the library - he had made sure to bring at least one tape with him at all times. The first one his hand had come to was a new one he found in a bin at a music store in the next town over. The band was called Manilla Road, and they were pretty good - weird castle art as the album cover and heavy guitar solos. Eddie was easy to please. 

The weekly library visits were purely so that Eddie had time to plan for upcoming Hellfire sessions away from the distractions of his bedroom. But also so that no one would stumble upon him wearing his glasses. He wouldn’t be caught dead wearing them within a mile radius of school - his time there was bad enough, and the added taunt of having four eyes just wouldn’t be worth it. 

However, the bespectacled Eddie Munson had been seen by someone he knew somewhat. You had been working at the Hawkins library since graduating two years prior - the same year when Eddie was supposed to have paraded himself across the stage too. You had been working every time Eddie came in and took up his usual space at a desk by the history section. 

You never knew he had to wear glasses. He looked good with them. Really good.

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Eddie had been digging the heels of his hands into his eyes for the last minute. You had been silently observing him as he appeared to be more stressed than usual. There was a Greek Mythology book open in front of him - you knew because he had been picking it up every visit for the past three weeks. Pieces of paper with numbers and drawings on them littered the desk. Pens and pencils sat beside his hand, bunched together with a rubber band. You had no idea what he was doing, it definitely wasn’t studying, but it seemed to be causing him a lot of trouble.

“Hey? You okay?” You hadn’t meant to startle him; you really hadn’t. Eddie could be jumpy and skittish at the best of times. He was often off in his own world when in the library. No one ever tried to talk to him - he even made sure to be absolutely silent so he wouldn’t risk being kicked out. 

Eddie almost jumped from his chair as he ripped his headphones off and turned to glare at whoever had scared him. The heated glower on his face faded quickly when he met your soft, concerned gaze. 

“Are you okay? You looked stressed, a little grumpy too.” You repeated, giving him a slightly awkward smile as a peace offering for spooking him. You, scaring the big scary town cult leader, no one was going to believe that story for a second. Hell, you didn’t believe it, Eddie was a little intimidating at times, but he was far from scary or capable of all the rumours that clung to him like a bad smell. 

Eddie cleared his throat and turned to you properly, “Uh yeah, ‘m fine. Just stressed, as you said.” He grumbled. So, he was grumpy about something. 

“You doing a project on mythology monsters or something?” You asked, gesturing to his book that was open to a page about Gorgons. “Didn’t think they’d cover that sort of stuff in school. Times’ve changed since I was there.” 

“God no, this isn’t for school. Nah, I should be reading up on the industrial revolution for that.” Eddie relaxed, letting his shoulders drop, and a small smile worm it's way across his face.

He remembered you from school. The two of you hadn’t really talked all that much, but when you did, you talked to him rather than at him. You didn’t speak about him in hushed whispers. Once, you had actually snapped at one of your friends, Vanessa or something, for saying “he might have rabies” when he was your chemistry lab partner. Eddie remembered you pretty well, in fact. You were the library girl now, but he knew you as that one nice girl. 

“I didn’t think you’d be coming in here to study, no offense.” You snorted.

“You been keeping tabs on me when I come in here?” Eddie asked, a mischievous lilt returned to his voice. He was genuinely curious if you had been watching him, but he also couldn’t pass up the opportunity to be slightly suggestive.

“I have, actually. You come in here and sit in the same spot. You’re the only person who even looks at these books. Colour me curious, I guess.” A similar glint could be heard in your voice. You remembered that Eddie was big on getting under the skin of others in any way he could. He didn’t always mean it in a bad way - part of you had wished a scene like this one had happened in school, maybe in the chemistry lab. 

Eddie hadn’t expected you, of all people, to match him beat for beat with the… flirting? “I, uh, I come here specifically for those books. Pretty much all of the myth and fantasy stuff. This is, like, my unofficial Hellfire planning office.” Eddie chirped, knocking his fists against the desk. Him stumbling over his words slightly didn’t go unnoticed. You had forgotten how much of a nerd he was. You were glad he hadn’t changed. 

“Ah, yeah, the D&D club. You know, a lot of middle schoolers come in here looking for those big game guidebooks.” You explained, watching Eddie’s eyes widen almost comically. The glasses made the sun bounce into his eyes quite nicely. “I know, right? You’d think their mommies and daddies would have told ‘em all about the scary Satan game.” 

Eddie surprised you when he pulled out the chair beside him with his foot, gesturing for you to join him. You couldn’t remember him being quite so open to chit-chat back in the day. Well, you also hadn’t ever mentioned D&D to him before - that probably would have helped. 

“Pull up a pew. I can tell you all about the Satan game and why I’m here.” Eddie smirked, huffing out a laugh. You also couldn’t remember him being this smooth. The addition of him looking up at you over his glasses just topped it all off. “I’m surprised you still remember Hellfire…” 

“You guys had cool club shirts, so that helped.” You grinned, sitting down beside Eddie and sneaking a peak at what he had been working on. There were three drawings of Gorgon-like women. Hissing hair and jagged teeth made them appear a lot more monsters than pretty ladies. Eddie had scribbled a note beside the drawings, “keep scary or make hot for distraction???” 

“Cool, huh?” Eddie was now the one coloured with curiosity - you were strange in the grand scheme of Hawkins. His shirts? Cool? Unheard of. “You know, I designed these bad boys myself. Jeff tried to make some creative suggestions, but he fucking sucks at art.” Eddie gloated, itching his nose under his glasses. Finally, he got to brag about the shirts. 

You noticed that he was wearing one of those Hellfire shirts. It was Wednesday, so it wasn’t a game day. Maybe the tee got him in the D&D headspace? 

“Between the little demon guy there,” you poked Eddie’s sternum. He cleared his throat and adjusted his glasses. “And the gorgons. I’d say art is very much your thing. I like that you kept the gorgons a little more monster-y like they’re supposed to be.” 

Eddie’s eyebrows had disappeared under his bangs, molasses eyes still widened. “Thought I was the only person that looked at these books?” He chuckled. Eddie knew that you must have read anything and everything, but the Greek mythology knowledge was a nice little shock to his system. 

“Ah, yeah, um - only for cataloguing a few months ago.” Eddie was sharp, sharper than anyone gave him credit for. You had started browsing the mythology books after seeing his fascination with them. It was time for a subject change before he caught on more. “Are the gorgons going in your game?”

“That’s the plan anyway.” Eddie nodded. He quickly gathered together his pages of notes in order. You were getting the campaign rundown whether you wanted it or not. 

You did. Definitely. Eddie had to push his glasses up the bridge of his nose again. It was something so mundane but endearing to see on him in particular. 

“I wanted to keep the ladies as monsters since they’ll be in a swamp forest kinda place.” Eddie gestured to a small, rough map layout of the landscape. “But, but, buuuut Gareth and Wheeler’s characters are huge virgins, so hot girls that can kill them would just be fun.” 

“How about having them look hot when you first see them, then they go full monster mode and start turning people to stone?” The thought had tumbled from your mind to your mouth before you could stop it. “Sorry. I don’t know enough about this to make any comments. Ignore me-“

“No, no. That’s good. Repeat that.” Eddie interrupted. “Wait, I need my red pen.” His hands scrambled around for the pen that was resting against your forearm. You poked his bicep with the pen, and he itched his nose again. You were comfortable with touching him, and he actually enjoyed that. Enjoyed it because it was someone good - you. 

“Okay. So, they look hot initially, but then when the guys get close enough,” Eddie slapped his hand against the desk as quietly as he could, “then bam! Hair starts hissing, and they’ve gone full creature from the Black Lagoon style!” He said, full of excitement. It had been so long since he’d been able to brainstorm ideas with anyone. 

You couldn’t hold back a giggle at how happy he was. You were talking about something so niche and more than a little odd, but that was Eddie’s thing. He never seemed like the type for small talk - he probably hated when people tried to talk about the weather. You admired that about him. His quirks and the fact that he was upfront with them. 

“I’m glad I could help with torturing your friends’ characters.” You giggled, now trying to focus your attention on a spray pencil. You weren’t sure looking at bubbly, bespectacled Eddie would be a good idea. You were still on shift, after all. 

Eddie pulled off the aforementioned glasses and rubbed at his eyes. He had been sitting at the desk for close to three hours - barely moving an inch the entire time. “Wheeler’s probably gonna bite it, to be honest. Hope you’re okay with that on your conscience.” He laughed. The laugh was soft but still a touch loud, too loud for a library, but you weren’t going to tell him that. 

“It’ll be character-building for him. A learning experience with women.”

“Hmm, kid’s got a girlfriend already, somehow. Poor little lady.” 

You continued to chat about his campaign ideas and the goings-on of your lives. The last time you had talked that much was in the chemistry lab in senior year - well, your senior year and his first attempt. 

Eddie told you about the power scaling for the gorgons and how they were going to fit into his overarching story. You listened intently, nodding enthusiastically - his words were like they were taken straight from one of the fantasy books on the shelves in the library. 

Eddie had taken to fiddling with his glasses. Rubbing at the lenses with his sleeve, spinning them in his hands. He was doing everything to avoid putting them back on, it seemed. The lenses caught the sun, and you saw they were quite smudged. 

“You can put your glasses back on, by the way.” You offered, trying to make him feel a bit less nervous about the object. Browline frames were a bit more physics nerd rather than a metalhead. Eddie hummed at your comment. He was still hesitant. Once he’d realised that he had been wearing them for so long already, he was a bit mortified. 

“Hmm, nah, I’m good. I can’t get them clean anyway, so they won’t be any help.” Eddie rambled. You weren’t going to be able to sit by and let him feel insecure about something so outside of his control. Maybe that’s why he was so worried about wearing them. He didn’t really have an option about it. 

You started digging in your large cardigan pockets for your own reading glasses case. “Well, you’re in luck because I have a wipe in here.” You pulled the small, silky plum cloth from the case, along with your round tortoiseshell glasses. Eddie had taken to looking at you like you were insane, even though all you had done was put on glasses. He blinked a few times before taking the wipe and rubbing at the lenses - making sure to get rid of all old and new smudges. 

“The glasses look good on you. Not the usual metal vibe, but you make them work with the hair and the outfit.” You were grasping at straws for how to compliment Eddie. Of course, you wanted to make him feel better, but you didn’t want to make it painfully obvious that you thought he was cute with the glasses. 

No, he was hot with the glasses. 

“You’re bad at compliments; you know that?” Eddie laughed, allowing his smirk to spread across his face once again. Much better. 

“No, I do know. But take it or leave it.” 

Eddie laughed again, his face heating up in an unfamiliar way. He placed his glasses back on. Clean lenses now let you see his eyes in all their chestnut-like glory. 

“Thanks - um, for not laughing at ‘em. I know I look ridiculous wearing these,” Eddie started fidgeting with his rings again before he rested his gaze entirely on you. “But, never thought I’d be hearing; what was it? They look good on me?” No matter how flustered he was, he wasn’t letting you off the hook with that comment. 

“I’m still on my shift. I’ll leave right now.” You threatened as a blush crawled up the column of your throat. 

“Okay, okay, that was pushing it, I know,” Eddie yielded. You swore you heard him giggle. This man was insane. 

The laughter had drawn the attention of your colleagues, Janet and Vince. Janet was winking at you like a proud aunt. Vince was glaring at you and tapping his wrist. He always was a spoilsport, but he was right. You were still on the clock. 

You had been waving both of them off when Eddie spotted them too. His smile faltered slightly, “you need to get back to work?” 

God, he made it sound so sad. The emphasis on his big, molasses eyes just made everything worse. 

“Yeah, Vince is tapping his wrist at me. I’ve got some middle school study guides that need filing by tomorrow.” You said dejectedly. The clock above the desk read 3:03, and your mood immediately picked up. A new idea had formed in your head, it was a shot in the dark, but you were feeling brave. 

“Are you still gonna be here for like another hour? I finish at 4, so I can come back,” you asked. “If you want the company, totally understand if no-“ 

“I’ll be here,” Eddie stated, nodding and nearly staring a hole through your skull. There was that blush coming back again. 

You clapped happily - god, you were going to humiliate yourself very quickly. Eddie did the nose itch again. That had now become a staple for him. It was strangely adorable on him. In reality, it was a means of fidgeting because you made him a touch nervous. Good nervous. 

Eddie had worn glasses since he was eight years old. He hated almost every second when he wore the frames. He was convinced that he made him look ridiculous, more dorky or just plain dumb. 

But the nice girl in the library, you, said he looked good. He made the glasses work for himself. Maybe they weren’t so bad. 

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