#josh frohmeyer x reader

[dixons-sunshine]

Shit, I love everything so much??? You’re getting me back into other Norman characters. Scud sounds fun to write… it’d be interesting to see how any of Norman’s characters would react to a reader with a teenage daughter, who suddenly starts calling him Dad. Some cute fluff.

Or a reader who just adores him and can’t get enough of him— random blowjobs or secret sex at work. lol. Any Norman character, really, now that I’m just getting back into not only Daryl Dixon.

Stay Quiet, Pretty Boy | Scud Frohmeyer x Fem!Reader

Summary: Scud loved it whenever you jumped him and pried him away from his work to have him take you over any surface in the workshop. However, with Blade around, the two of you couldn't do much, so you decided to take matters into your own hands.

Genre: Smut

Warnings: Oral (m receiving), in public? (in the workshop), praise kink, pet names (baby, babe, etc.), almost getting caught, swearing.

Word count: 1.5k

A/n: My first ever smut attempt, folks. I'm so sorry if this sucks. But thank you for the request! I really wanted to do the teen kid one but I feel like I've been writing nothing but Dad!Daryl recently, so I wanted to shake things up a bit. I might still write it, though. Hope you like this, lovely!

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Scud Frohmeyer was an absolute slut for you. He was always in the mood when it came to you and he had no problems with dropping whatever he was busy with to have his way with you, or let you have his way with him—god, he loved it when you took control. Having you on top was one of his favourite things in the world. Whenever you rode him, he swore that he was in heaven. And whenever you tugged him into a kiss by pulling his choker? He was an instant mess, willing to do anything for the goddess that sat on his lap.

The two of you were like horny teenagers around the workshop whenever Blade wasn't around. All it took was one suggestive comment and the two of you were jumping out of your clothes, pawing at each other. And if you couldn't get out of your clothes fast enough? Scud would help you by "accidentally" tearing it off of you. You had lost way too many shirts to keep track off because of Scud.

Scud couldn't think of one surface in the entire workshop that he hasn't had you leant against or on at some point. Every tabletop, counter, chair and car hood has been used at that point, multiple times. The two of you had probably had more sex in the workshop than you've had in your own shared bed.

However, when Blade returned for a couple of days with new work for the both of you that would take up most of your time and effort, your shenanigans were put on hold. Both you and Scud were too busy to do much. Blade kept giving you new tasks before you were even done with the current one you were working on and he hovered around to make sure that you did it. And when you were done for the night, you and Scud were way too tired to do anything. You'd simply collapse on the bed and the both of you would be out in seconds.

To say you were frustrated would be an understatement. You adored your boyfriend and were always in the mood for him, so you decided to take matters into your own hands—whether your boss was there or not.

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Scud groaned against your lips as your tongue slipped into his mouth. He backed you up against the wall and put his hands beside your head, caging you against his body so that you couldn't escape—not that you'd want to, anyway. Your hands ran over his chest before moving up, pulling him closer by tugging on his choker.

Scud groaned again and detached his lips from yours, trailing down your neck and sucking on the sweet spot above your collarbone, eliciting a breathless moan from you. You tilted your head back to give Scud more access to your neck, your mind fuzzy at the pleasurable feeling of your boyfriend's lips on your exposed skin.

However, as soon as your hands trailed down his chest and to the big bulge in his jeans, Scud shakily drew back and caught your hand with his. His pupils were blown with lust and you could barely see the beautiful blues of his eyes, so the action caught you off guard.

“What's wrong?” you whispered breathlessly, your eyes searching his for an answer.

Scud shook his head. “We can't, babe. B might walk in.”

A mischievous thought crossed your mind. You pouted and frowned, faking a sad look. “So you don't want this?”

“Of course I do,” Scud replied instantly. “There's nothing I want more.”

“Then what's the problem?”

“Like I said,” Scud said, brushing your hair out of your face. “B might walk in, and then we can both kiss our jobs goodbye.”

You smirked at him, a mischievous glint in your eyes. You tugged him into a heated kiss by his collar, which he instantly reciprocated. When you pulled away, you gave him a heated look and let your hands trail down to his belt buckle, beginning to unfasten it.

“When did you become so sensible?” you asked in a mockingly sweet voice. “Where's the dirty Josh I know?”

“Sweetheart...”

“I need you, Josh. I wanna have my mouth around your dick. And I know you want it, too.”

Scud groaned when he felt you begin to unfasten the button of his jeans and pull his zipper down. Any sense of sensibility he possessed was beginning to deteriorate, and he knew he should've stopped you—Blade was somewhere in the building. He could walk in on the two of you at any minute. But the sight of you pulling his pants and boxers down and dropping to your knees in front of him made any sensibility he had fly out the window.

You took Scud's cock in your hand and began to stroke him up and down, maintaining eye contact with the man. A deep, guttural groan resonated from his chest and he threw his head back, enjoying the feeling of your hands on him.

“You gotta stay quiet for me, pretty boy. We don't want Blade hearing anything,” you told him before licking a stripe up to his tip, licking up the precum in the way you knew would drive him insane.

Scud inhaled sharply and his hips jerked, all thoughts instantly leaving his mind. “Fuck,” he hissed through his teeth, bringing his hands down to grip at your hair.

You continued to tease him like that for a while. You wanted him to be a whining mess, to have him beg for you. Whenever you were in control, you made Scud work for his pleasure.

And it didn't take long.

“Fuck,” Scud whined, gripping your hair tightly. “Please, baby. I need your mouth so bad. Please. Oh god, please.”

Satisfied, you finally took his cock in your mouth. The moan Scud let out was damn near pornographic, his head tilting back as he shut his eyes in pleasure. His grip on your hair only tightened, and you moaned around his cock at the painful yet pleasurable feeling.

“Fuck, baby,” Scud groaned when he felt your head begin to bob, sucking him off and bringing him pleasure in the way only you could. “Shit, feels so good.”

You hummed around his dick, the vibration adding to your boyfriend's growing pleasure. You continued to suck him off, your hands stroking in time with your mouth's movements on the parts of his cock you couldn't fit into your mouth. Every so often you'd pop your mouth off to swirl your tongue around his tip before resuming your previous action.

Scud's mind was fuzzy. The feeling of your mouth around him and the thought of being caught in the act made his body swarm with ecstasy. What the two of you were doing was risky, and Blade could walk in at any minute, but despite his earlier hesitancy, Scud was enjoying himself.

One final swirl of your tongue was all it took for Scud to come undone in your mouth. His cum flooded your mouth and you swallowed every drop you could, and what you couldn't dripped out from the corners of your mouth. When you were sure he was done, you withdrew your mouth with a pop and stood up, wiping your hand over your mouth and licking the cum from your hands.

Scud watched the action with half lidded eyes, his breathing heavy. His heart was pounding against his chest, his mind was still fuzzy and his body was filled with ecstasy. He felt good, all thanks to you.

You smiled at him and drew his boxers and jeans back up his body, fastening the button and redoing the belt buckle before leaning up to kiss him. Scud moaned at the taste of him on your lips, his hands moving up to cup your face as he kissed you deeper.

“Scud! Y/n! I have something you need to do!”

The sound of Blade's voice echoing from the next room drew you and Scud apart. You sighed heavily and took a step back, straightening your clothes and fixing your hair to look presentable.

Before you could walk away, Scud caught your hand and turned you around, pulling you into another kiss. He pulled away and leaned his forehead against yours.

“I'm taking care of you tonight,” he promised you, before withdrawing and making his way over to the next room.

And boy, did he keep his promise.

#krys writes .ೃ࿐ #scud blade 2 #scud #scud frohmeyer #scud x reader #scud frohmeyer x reader #josh frohmeyer #joshua fromeyer #josh frohmeyer x reader #joshua frohmeyer x reader #norman reedus x reader #norman reedus #norman reedus x you

[scudslut]

18+, mdni

scud is such a little slut i can’t.

this man cannot get enough head from you. and i mean anywhere, anytime, any place, doesn’t matter. blade could be right around the corner and he’d still be whimpering in your ear trying to keep quiet as he ruts into you, “baby please, need you so bad.”

he’s horny 24/7 and is absolutely not afraid to beg for it; honestly likes to be a pathetic, whiny mess for you. he’ll shamelessly get down on his knees, pleading like the greedy boy he was.

“come on baby, i’ll be so good for ya, just need to feel those pretty lips. do you know how good you make me feel?” and how could you possibly say no to your sweet, needy man? you’ll play hard to get for sure, but when it came down to it, you wanted him down your throat just a bad as he did. you loved how vocal he got. when he became a twitching and overstimulated mess beneath you. you’d suck him past his orgasm, even when he had to hold himself back from pushing you off, his overused, and oh so sensitive cock screaming at him to stop, but he liked it, and you knew that. “fuck, that’s so good mommy,” he’d weep, tears threatening to spill down his flushed cheeks

of course, he’d always return the favour with ample enthusiasm (and skill), he was greedy but certainly not selfish. he’s just as big a fein of eating you out, could do it till the sun rose and you both passed out, so high and fucked out you’d fall asleep still naked, in a heap of tangled limbs.

and god he loved when you’d wake him up later, lips kissing and licking him out of his stoned slumber. your lips wrapping around his weeping tip as you watched him moan and whine nonsense into the hazy, afternoon air. he wouldn’t even open his eyes at first, just grab your cheek gently, coaxing you to take him deeper. “oh shit baby, your so fucking good to me. mhm, just like that.”

you never felt used, you loved to treat your man. after all, you were just as slutty as he was.

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— god i’m such a whore for him, BYE

#scudslut #scudsmut #scudfrohmeyer #scud x reader #scudlikestud #scud #scud blade 2 #scud frohmeyer #josh frohmeyer #norman reedus #norman reedus smut #blade 2 #scud drabbles #fem!reader #x reader #subscud

[morbidmorbid]

i think scud likes getting his cock stepped on or like.. humping your foot. i’ve been thinking about this all day and it’s driving me mad. i actually can’t sleep so please hear me out.

i also think that when he comes, it’s always so much and drawn out so long. but there’s always another orgasm that you can pull out of him in the same breath because he’s literally a slut. so he comes against your leg once and comes again on his back with his legs spread, your boot on his cock.

he doesn’t even have to take his clothes off. it simply does not take much to get scud off. but it takes everything to tire him out because he’s always full of it and needs to be absolutely spent and high-fucked for you guys to stop.

i have like 2k words of this in drafts but it’s a lil nastyyy and im scareddd. anyways scud sub agenda thank u.

#scud #scud frohmeyer #scud smut #scud x reader #josh frohmeyer #scud blade 2 #twd #twd daryl #daryl dixon #the walking dead #norman reedus

[wednesdaysxreaders]

about me

tags for reach

so i’ve been wanting to make one of these for years. and now here i am.

i take x reader requests, but my first couple of posts might be scenes from various fics of mine to gain awareness. i’d prefer to write for underrated characters but i’ll absolutely do more popular characters as well. i’ll take smut requests but i can’t guarantee they’ll be good and not awkward lol.

also please please please be specific when sending in requests 🖤

fandoms i’ll write for can be found under read more (plus characters i’m eager to write).

keep in mind i’ll write for other characters as well these are just personal favorites of mine

marvel (mcu/netflix/fox/sony/blade/etc)

  hank mccoy

  alex summers

  raven darkholme

  kraglin obfonteri

  frank castle

  joshua “scud” frohmeyer

  asm/ps4 peter parker

  asm/ps4/raimi harry osborn

dc (dceu/dcau/cw/older films like burtonschumacher batman/etc)

  wally west (arrowverse)

  rory regan (arrowverse)

  rene ramirez (arrowverse)

  thea queen

  roy harper

  jason todd

  helena bertinelli

  harley quinn

  diana prince

  cisco ramon

  conner kent

star trek (preferably aos)

  pavel chekov

  leonard mccoy

  nyota uhura

  spock

star wars (original/prequel/au sequel)

  luke skywalker

  anakin skywalker

  poe dameron

  rey skywalker

  finn

  din djarin

  ezra bridger

  kanan jarrus

teen wolf

  brett talbot

  liam dunbar

  scott mccall

  isaac lahey

  lydia martin

  allison argent

  derek hale

  malia hale

the vampire diaries

  jeremy gilbert

  stefan salvatore

  katherine pierce

  rebekah mikaelson

  tyler lockwood

  matt donovan

  bonnie bennett

  caroline forbes

supernatural

  jack kline

twilight

  seth clearwater

  leah clearwater

  bella swan

  emmett cullen

  jasper cullen

  jacob black

resident evil

  leon s kenney

  claire redfield

  ada wong

  jill valentine

  carlos oliveira

  piers nivans

  jake mueller

(fear) the walking dead

  carl grimes

  daryl dixon

  benjamin

  siddiq

  glenn rhee

  maggie rhee

  beth greene

  enid

  nick clark

  alicia clarke

z nation

  10k

  roberta warren

  addy carver

  cassandra

the 100

  jasper jordan

  john murphy

  raven reyes

teenage mutant ninja turtles (bayverse)

  raphael

  april o’neil

stranger things

  steve harrington

  jonathan byers

  robin buckley

death note

  mail jeevas/matt

  mihael keehl/mello

  nate river/near

  misa amane

  touta matsuda

  l lawliet/l

black butler

  soma asman kadar

  agni

  mey-rin

  finnian

  bardroy

  grell suttcliffe

my hero academia

touya todoroki

tomura shigaraki

jin bubaigawara

shota aizawa

keigo takami

shoto todoroki

demon slayer

kyojuro rengoku

tengen uzui

tomioka giyu

mitsuri kanroji

tokyo revengers

ken ryuguji

manjiro sano

keisuke baji

percy jackson

  percy jackson

  annabeth chase

friday the 13th

  tommy jarvis

until dawn

  josh washington

  sam giddings

  mike munroe

mr robot

  elliot alderson

  darlene alderson

buffy the vampire slayer

  william pratt/spike

  buffy summers

  willow rosenberg

  cordelia chase

  faith lehane

the outsiders

  ponyboy curtis

  darry curtis

  dallas winston

it (adult losers preferred)

  adult!stanley uris

the last of us

  ellie williams

  dina

terminator

  john connor

harry potter

  neville longbottom

  ron weasley

  fred weasley

  george weasley

  luna lovegood

  hermione granger

  draco malfoy

  ginny weasley

transformers (bayverse + prime)

  mikaela banes

  cade yeager

  jack darby

  charlie watson

shadowhunters

  jace herondale

  isabelle lightwood

  clary fray

pacific rim

  raleigh becket

  mako mori

  jake pentecost

  amara namani

misc

  tomb raider

  the magnificent seven

  game of thrones

  bones

  criminal minds

  kick-ass

  mtv scream

  the vampire chronicles

  now you see me

  the umbrella academy

  saw

  american horror story

there’s most definitely more but these are all i have documented somewhere. if you don’t see something here, don’t hesitate to ask!

now, onto characters i absolutely will not write for reasons i won’t specify (unless you really want to know, then i suppose you could ask).

  kylo ren

  armitage hux

  negan

  pennywise

  jason voorhees

  freddy krueger

  michael myers

  tate langdon

  marius de romanus

  thanos

  transformers x human (the concept makes me uncomfortable, but if you really want it, i might consider it)

  billy hargrove

  theo raeken

  peter hale

  the bowers gang

enji todoroki

also any requests for canonly gay characters will be written with the proper gender reader in mind

#marvel #dc #star trek #star wars #teen wolf #the vampire diaries #supernatural #twilight #resident evil #the walking dead #z nation #the 100 #teenage mutant ninja turtles #stranger things #death note #black butler #percy jackson #friday the 13th #until dawn #mr robot #buffy the vampire slayer #the outsiders #it #the last of us #terminator #harry potter #transformers #shadowhunters #pacific rim #my hero acedamia

[totalfanfreak]

Set Him Free: Scud x Reader

Set Him Free

 “Damn it! I mean it! Leave me alone before I tear you in half.”

You had been working on a mass of surveillance tapes for what had to be going on the twelfth hour, and now, on the last fucking four was when Scud had decided to make his debut. He was driving you up the wall, as he often did anyways, but he had been poking and prodding at you to come and eat with him for the last thirty minutes. Your focus was shot, probably missing half a dozen key details from the footage. You did your best to push the annoyance away, scooting closer to the computer.

“Come on, Y/N. You’ve sat here for hours, you gotta be hungry. I’ll even put up with your shitty taste in TV.”

You shut your eyes, breathing deep through your nose to steady yourself. It was times like this you severely regretted Eric bringing him here. Yes, Scud had many uses, yes, sometimes he made pretty good company, and, yes, it was nice he didn’t make any judgements about what the two of you were. From what you’ve seen he kind of worshipped Eric, often comparing him to Batman, only much more badass. He wasn’t afraid, a trait that awed you, but times like this you wanted to break his neck and drain him.

“Josh, I only have a few tapes to get through. I just want to finish them so I can shower and go to sleep. I haven’t slept in days.”

He rested his head on the desk, mumbling. “Haven’t eaten either.”

He stopped talking, allowing you to concentrate on the images. Eric had been sure Abe had been taken somewhere near this location, and after months of going through various sources across Europe you had your hopes high that this was it. You clicked around some more, feeling blue eyes piercing at you, hearing Scud give a few disdained sighs you got up from your seat.

“Fine! Let’s hurry up so I can finish this.”

You’d try not to admit it, but that boyish grin that spread on his face made your insides squirm.

“All right!”

Grabbing your arm, he dragged you from the away to the makeshift kitchen. He pulled a stool out for you, giving an over exaggerated bow before putting a cigarette in his mouth, stirring what was already smoking on the stove.

“I see you made assumptions about me dining with you.”

He grinned, the filter dangling from his lip as he spoke. “I know you can’t resist my charm.”

You scoffed, letting your head rest in your hand, watching him work. Scud nowhere near treated you like he did Eric, maybe it was because you looked close to his age, or that you were female, both of you childish you calling him Scuzzbucket on occasion as he called you Halfa. Even then you liked it, he made you feel human. A kind act, but it saddened you at the same time, knowing that’s all it would be.

“You know, if it anyone else talked to me that way, Scuzz, I’d have killed them a long time ago.”

His smiled stayed in place, eyes close to twinkling, as he spooned out what looked to be charred macaroni into bowls.

“I DO know. But I know you’d never hurt me, Y/N, you love me too much.”

The words hurt, maybe you did, you had never had any firsthand experience with that specific emotion. Hate, rage, depression, mania, paranoia, too many to count, but love had never been on the list. You wondered what exactly you felt for Scud – yeah, as much as you hated to say, you cared, you worried about him, he pissed you off a lot. But hearing that word from him, whatever it could be that you felt would never be reciprocated so there wasn’t any real reason to sort it all out. Without commenting you grabbed one of the bowls, falling onto a lumpy couch to turn on the TV. Clicking through you found one of the channels playing Scream, taking your mind off vampires and letting humans kill amongst themselves. You felt Scud sit down beside you, but you didn’t turn, jumping when his hand came in contact with yours, tugging the remote away from you.

“Excuse you, I was watching that.”

He had taken a bite of noodles, pushing it to the side of his cheek so he could talk. “Fuck that, Ed, Edd, and Eddy’s on, ‘sides how many times have you watched that?”

“Doesn’t matter, I got her first.”

He threw the remote in your lap, aggravated, setting his feet up on the worn coffee table before going back to his food.

“Fine, we’ll watch, but when the Powerpuffs come on we’re switching over.”

You laughed, sidling up against the armrest. “We’ll see.”

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You were able to eat half the burnt macaroni when the movie went off, Scud flipping to cartoons immediately. You put the bowl on the table, settling back on the cushions.

“I still don’t get it.”

His eyebrows rose. “About what?”

“All of it. Why would Billy lie about all that, betray everyone, planning to kill all of them but still have the fucking nerve to sleep with Sidney.”

“He did it because of her mom, if she hadn’t slept with his dad –“

“That had nothing to do with Sidney! Why’d he want to kill her for?”

“Guess cause you can’t leave behind witnesses.”

“Whatever, maybe I just don’t understand the mentality of the bad guys.”

Scud looked like he was thinking, and you wanted to laugh, make a remark about how he didn’t do that too often, but you didn’t, giving him his space and letting your attention go to the mini heroes take down the Gangreen Gang. When it cut to commercial, his hands were still on his knees, eyes glued to the floor.

“Josh, you okay?”

The sound of his name got him. “Huh?”

You smiled. “Everything all right in La La Land?”

He sat up. “Yeah, just…thinking. I mean – what makes a bad guy, Y/N?”

“What?”

“You said before that Billy was the bad guy, but why?”

“Because he was killing innocent people.”

You were confused, Scud’s voice going up an octave as he gestured between you both.

“We’ve killed people, so what, are we bad guys too?”

“To some, I’m sure we are. It’s probably all a perspective thing.”

That didn’t satisfy him. “What’s your definition of a bad guy?”

You blinked at him, thinking on it. “Um, well, someone who doesn’t have the right moral structure. Where they’d think, how would all this benefit me, only fulfilling their own desires and no one else’s? Not caring how what they’re affects others. Someone who hides things, as well as themselves, like how the vampires hide from us, Eric’s always willing to face them head on, but they run away. That’s cowardice, that’s them not wanting to come to terms with all they’ve done or how they’ll pay for it.”

“I don’t want to die either.”

“You’re not going to die, Josh.”

“You’re saying it makes them evil to run away from getting killed. I’d run too.”

“Damn it, I’m trying – you know what, this shit is too deep this late at night. You got anything sweet?”

His face perked up a little then, mischief trying to creep back in his eyes. “Besides me? I got a few glazed in my room.”

You smiled. “Of course you do, you need to invest in some Oreos or something. Expand that addiction a little bit so some of us can piggyback on it.”

He laughed. “I’ll try to keep that in mind. So you want some?”

“No, but thank you, and thanks for dinner too. It was…nice. I needed it, but now I need a shower before I pass out.”

You don’t know why you did it, but the lack of sleep had kept some of your synapses from snapping together in time. But before you questioned it, you leaned over, hugging Scud. You felt him jerk in surprise, before cautiously wrapping an arm around you to hug back.

“For the record, I think you’re a pretty damn good guy, Josh. You can be annoying as hell, nerdy with a doughnut fetish that sometimes dresses like a young Corey Feldman, but good.”

You felt him laugh in your hair, and you couldn’t help the one that escaped you, his cheek coming to rest on your head.

“Fuck you too, Halfa girl.”

He hadn’t said it to be mean, only joking as he always did, but it was a reminder. The two of you different species, not meant to coexist except like this, only to take down the enemy, and your spirit dipped. You pulled away, avoiding his eyes.

“Goodnight Josh.”

“Night, Y/N.”

Closing your door, you began to strip, heading to the meager bathroom. But you were grateful for it, it was tiny, but it was yours and yours alone. After that pow wow, you couldn’t work anymore tonight, you just wanted to be clean and go to bed. The water was close to heaven, relaxing you, easing the tension from your body and you sighed in contentment. Watching the suds wash down the drain your mind went to Scud. You felt ashamed, you joked about it all the time, but you really wish he wasn’t here. He had a family somewhere, the opportunity to lead a normal life, but he chose to stay, and you couldn’t understand why. And with him at such a close proximity lead to moments like tonight, your brain betraying you, wandering around to what those hands could do when not playing with a blowtorch. A winding began to build in your stomach, and for a second you thought to ease it, but you pushed it down, exiting the shower. There was no point thinking those things. You lingered, enjoying the air on your skin. You ran the towel over your hair, starting to rummage for something to sleep in when your door was flung open.

“Hey, Y/N, you won’t believe it, I actually found…half a pack…of Oreos.”

His eyes widened, staring at you and your body, as you fell to the floor scrambling for the towel, blanket, anything to cover yourself with.

“Get out, Scuzzbucket!”

“I’m so sorry, I thought –“

“GET OUT!”

He turned, fumbling away, you slamming the door after him. You began to cry, he saw, your nudity revealing everything to him. The scars you hid, he saw, making you more of a freak than you already were. You avoided him after that, a feat in itself with the lack of hiding places in the warehouse. Lucky for you Eric had returned from wherever the hell he went.

“So you found him?”

His face remained stoic, but after the years around him you caught the miniscule slacking in his shoulders, sad, defeated. “He’s one of them.”

You tilted your head. “One of them?”

Giving you a hard, pointed look you understood. “Is there anything we can do?”

“I’m working on something, but if it comes down to it, we’ll have to put him out of that misery.”

You nodded, not wanting to think too much on that scenario. You cared about Abe, the same as you cared about Eric, the three of you making some bizarre blended family, taking you in off the streets after finding you drinking blood from stray animals. They had weaned you, adjusting the same serum Eric used, it never left you fully satisfied but you had come a long way from wandering dark corners of the city feeling like a schizophrenic. They studied you, for some reason Eric aged much quicker than you, it had been twenty years and you still looked as they found you at seventeen but Eric looked fully grown. The difference making all of you wonder, you were raised by your grandmother until she passed never revealing what had happened if it had been your mother or father that was killed, that was bitten, treating you as normal as she could though feeding you animal blood like chocolate milk. It had been so good to be found, to be understood, and not condemned for what you couldn’t help. And you didn’t want to lose one of those people who helped you feel like that.

“We’ll do whatever we have to.”

The abrupt words surprised him, nodding before heading towards the workshop.

“Mayday! Mayday! Guys! Please, I’m having problems here!”

You groaned rolling over in the mass of blankets, hearing what had to be Scud’s voice. Of course he was having problems, he himself was a problem. You chose to ignore him until you heard static crank from the CB.

“Someone, please, there might be four or five in pursuit! I don’t have enough UV bullets to take them! I need backup or I’m going to be a fuckin’ snack for the leeches!”

Jumping up, you pushed the covers away running to the radio. “Where are you?”

“Thank God, Y/N, I thought I was gonna be vampire chow.”

“Where the hell are you, Josh?”

He gave his location and grabbing all the weapons you could carry you went. You could fight, have had to fight, but if there were five you’d need some help. It wasn’t hard to locate him, finding his van, and a pile of ashes next to it, following the trail you found him at the dead end of an alley, UV gun thrust out.

“Back up, ya fuckin’ suckheads! You saw what I did to your friends, one pull and you’re ass is ash.”

They were distracted by Scud, enough so that you were able to extract the silver blade and embed it into one of the vampire’s hearts from behind. Pulling the blade out you watch the skin turn brittle and gray.

“Well, well, one of the half breeds has come out to play. Should’ve known when the blood bag came to us one of you would follow.”

Came to them? Scud had willfully looked for vampires? That wasn’t his game, he stayed within the confines of his van only acting as a decoy if Eric was nearby.

“Tell you what, half breed, you’re much better to look at than your mentor, we could both drain this waste, and you could come back with me. I can guarantee that you’ll have a better place in our ranks than where you are now.”

Your brain was still stuck on Scud looking for these fuckers, only when a hand was held out did you move. Plunging in the blade without a second thought, you watched the fledging fall to the ground, limp. You turned to Scud, expressionless.

“Is that all of them?”

He scratched the back of his head. “Yeah, thanks for coming to my rescue, Y/N. I owe you one.”

You clenched your jaw, anger surging, wiping the blade down you put it away, heading back for the van.

“Hey!”

You ignored him, hearing him jog to catch up to you, tugging you on the arm. “Will you wait a damn second?”

You did wait, long enough to turn to him and smack him to the ground.

“The fuck was that for, Y/N?”

“For being a fucking idiot! All this time you had the common sense to keep a distance and now you suddenly want to hunt for them on your own? You got that big of a death wish, Scud?”

He knew he fucked up, you never called him Scud. His shoulders came up to his ears, covering the flaming red tips, eyes not looking at you as he shifted foot to foot. He looked ashamed, like a little boy, something you didn’t think he was capable of.

“No, I needed to talk to you. You keep dodging me, Y/N, and I knew this would bring you out.”

“Are you fucking insane? What if I hadn’t been there to hear your distress call? You’d be fucking dead right now.”

“I knew you were there.”

“I was half asleep, what if I figured Eric would get you. Or if I downright ignored you, what if I thought it was a joke, or thought it was a dream, or what if I just didn’t care?”

He smiled sheepishly then. “Glad to know you do.”

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You huffed, ready to walk away again, when he held onto your wrist. “Please, Y/N, I can’t take this. You’re my only friend, I’m sorry I didn’t knock and shit. But I can’t deal with you ignoring me. You’re the one thing that makes me feel normal through all this.”

You laughed, the sound coming out as a mad cackle.

“Normal? Normal! You are fucking normal, Josh! I’m the one that’s abnormal! It was easy to pretend…then you go busting in like the idiot you are. Looking at me, seeing me, those...marks. I get it, we both know what I am, that I’m one of the monsters, but having you know that I’m weak. That I’m ugly underneath –“

“You’re no fucking monster, Y/N. And you’re sure as hell ain’t ugly. I’m not gonna listen to you talk about yourself like that.”

You exhaled, not believing him. “Get in the van so we can get back.”

You went to open the side door, Scud’s hands latching over the handle. He was too close.

“Move.”

He did, eyes watching face, flinching when you felt him touch your cheek. “You’re beautiful, all of you. The moment I saw you, when you were nursing me, I’d come in and out of consciousness waiting to see my angel, you.”

He’s so full of shit, push him away.

But you didn’t, couldn’t, feeling a tear slip out he caught it, brushing it away before letting his lips move over the spot.

“Maybe I’m the monster.”

“What –“

He slid opened the door, coaxing you into the van. He climbed in after you, hands going to the bottom of his shirt and yanking it off. You knew his scars intimately well, Eric dragging him in near death making you sew him up; they were a harsh pink, contrasting the pale skin, crisscrosses layered on one another, you winced wishing you had done a better job. They reached all the way up to his chest, as if the vampires were trying to rip him open, pull up his skin like someone opening an envelope. You reached out, letting your fingers trace over the lines, his eyes shut under your touch.

“You’re not a monster, Scud, and you’re not ugly or weak. You fought, you didn’t do this to yourself.”

“Josh.”

“Huh?”

“You always call me Josh. You’re the only one that does. I don’t want you to stop doing it.”

You snorted. “I don’t ALWAYS call you Josh.”

He smirked, and you were glad to see the cockiness coming back. “Fine, you always call me Josh except when you’re mad at me.”

You smiled, about to make your way to the front when you were pulled back down. “I care more about you then I’m willing to admit.”

You sighed, giving up, letting his hands stay on you, not surprised when his mouth slotted over yours, allowing yourself to kiss him harder, helping him remove your clothes. You were nervous, not sure how this was going to work. You knew this part, but after. You didn’t talk to Abe or Eric about this, mainly because you never were intimate with anything that wasn’t battery operated and you wondered if by some fate you could get knocked up. It didn’t seem likely, and you didn’t object when Scud pushed into you, your head lolling at the intrusion. He kept himself up on his elbows, shaggy hair tickling your face as he adjusted to the feel of you.

“Fuck.”

You laughed, pushing the hair out of his eyes. “Thought we were, Stud.”

He choked on a laugh, kissing you. Soon you were panting along with him, that friction building a fire in your stomach, but then you were clutching at him for different reasons. Too close. The smell of sweat beading on his body, the smell of hormones and testosterone peaking, the smell as his blood heated. You were cursing yourself for forgetting the serum, you were empty, hungry, and you needed to get away from Scud. You pushed at him, backing away from his pumping hips.

“Josh, stop! I can’t…there wasn’t time…I might bite you.”

He stopped, face dropping to your neck while his breath went in your ear.

“I’m sorry.”

He felt him shake his head. “Let me grab something.”

With one hand on your hip he leaned over to grab his pants, gathering his lighter and a switchblade.

“The fuck, Josh, you going to kill me about it?”

He smiled. “Nope. I know what you’ll say, but I have thought about this a few times, some occasions when my hand wasn’t down my pants but I want to do this for you.”

He was still inside you, his words and throbbing member adding you with extra warmth.

“You’ve thought about me taking blood from you?”

He shrugged, playing it off, but you saw the red come on his skin. He flicked open the blade, sanitizing it with the lighter, letting it cool as it glided on the skin of his chest, the smell of his blood hitting you like a car crash.

“Take it, Y/N, you can have it while I have you.”

You moaned, him leaning to kiss you, tongue moving against yours a few times, then moving so you had access to the wound. A part of you wanted to resist, Scud was your friend or something more complicated now, but you didn’t want to hurt him. Then again he was offering this to you. Scud started to thrust in harder, the blood gathering on the cut before dripping down on you. The smell could only be described as woodsy, it reminded you of trees after a hard rain, something savory, that you hadn’t known you had been craving. You let your tongue dart out, licking the cut, hearing Scud moan as you did, he picked up your hips signaling your legs to wrap around his waist as he drove in deeper. You lapped the blood, slurping at it, your walls flexing around him as he cradled your head to his chest. God, he was spicy, pungent, sweet, like cinnamon and sage, something that didn’t together but did. The aching inside your stomach was nearly filled, and you hung onto him, yanking his hair and guzzling him. Suddenly you felt a click inside of you, like a puzzle pieces being fitted together. Not long after Scud’s hips began to jerk spastically, his come coating your insides as his weight fell on top of you. He rolled on his side, catching his breath as those blue eyes looked at you.

“Sorry, Y/N.”

You smiled, completely relaxed for the first time in damn near ever. You turned to him, pulling off the bandana that was wrapped on his head to press on the cut. “And what do you got to be sorry for?”

He grunted, smiling as he struggled to keep his eyes opened exhausted from the blood loss and reeling from his orgasm. “A lot of shit, but right now, not getting you off.”

“Don’t worry about it; I’ll give you a retry if you want it.”

“Look forward to it; don’t think I won’t hold you to that shit.”

Rolling your eyes, you slapped his arm. “Alright Stud, get dressed I’m taking us home.”

Scud passed out as soon as he pulled his pants on, and the panic that you taking too much blood had you speeding to the warehouse. After cutting the engine you went to the back, slapping him gently to stir him. You were able to breathe again when his eyes cracked open, blue peeking out in the dark.

“Come on, Josh, I’ll help you to bed.”

You owed him that much, now that the fear was fading you took in how great you felt. Your body like a live wire, alert, awake, refreshed – you felt alive. And it was him, and what he gave.

“You’re taking some iron tablets tonight too. We got to build your blood back up.”

“’M fine.”

“Sure you are, Scuzz.”

You let him keep his weight on you, pretty much dragging him through the building.

“You’re back.”

Whirring around you saw Eric manning the monitors. “Yeah, Josh ran into some trouble. He might need a few days to rest, he lost some blood.”

“That you took.”

You felt the color drain from your face, the matter of fact way he said it, he knew. Eric always knew, and it was better to not lie about it.

“Yes.”

“This changes things.”

“What do you mean?”

Eric leaned his head down looking at Scud’s limp body. “You set him free.”

You forced a chuckle, not knowing where this was going. “I only took a little bit; I didn’t have any serum today.”

“He’s your familiar now.”

Your jaw drop, grip slacking on Josh as he fell face first to the floor. “Oh, shit, Josh I’m sorry.”

You heard him mutter something, but he was so out of it that it was unintelligible.

“He’s not…I mean I can’t, we can’t do that.”

Eric kept observing him, not helping you pick him up the dead weight. “Not to a regular vampire’s extent, he will not be your puppet by any means. But the previous one has been broken; your smell will be on him now unless you decide to take another.”

You remembered the clicking, the calm of things falling into place.

“But I don’t want him as a familiar, I was just – he belonged to someone else?”

Eric gave a rare smirk. “Don’t let jealousy get in the way; he was consensual with you, and for different reasons. His previous owner was to give him protection, but you –“

“I protect him now. Where do you think I was?”

“That’s why he chose you, because you chose him. He’ll feel the repercussions of the decision when he wakes.”

“I don’t understand, Eric.”

“Things he’s done, what he was supposed to do. Like I’ve said, it’s changed now, he’s free. He can choose where to go from here without being compelled by his vampire.”

“Y/N?”

Looking down, you saw Scud reaching for you, eyes so out of focus, that you felt guilty for not holding back.

“You won’t be able to compel him; he’ll have to face himself alone.”

You ran a hand through the messy strands, his cheek seeking out your touch.

“No, not alone.”

[Hope I did okay, I’m not sure how familiars are made in the marvel universe. To me it seemed like all the human had to do was pledge their allegiance and get inked, but I wanted something better so I House of Nighted it.]

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Apologies, Baby | Scud Frohmeyer x Fem!Reader

Summary: Long ago, back when you were only ten years old, vampires murdered your parents and left you an orphan, forcing you into foster care. You hated the species with a passion, and wanted nothing to do with them. So when your boyfriend revealed that he was working for a half-breed, you didn't know how to feel.

Genre: Angst, some fluff towards the end.

Warnings: Swearing, mentions of death and blood.

Word count: 1.3k

A/n: For some reason your first request never popped up in my inbox, so I'm sorry I didn't see it back then. I hope this is somewhat decent enough to make up for it (I don't really like this). Also, I feel like Scud is a little ooc in this, but I wanted to write a tender moment for our favourite stoner.

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“Baby, could you please just listen to me? It's not like you think, okay?”

You shook your head and let out a bitter laugh, clutching your side tightly as you limped away from your boyfriend. Bruises littered your skin, the recent vampire attack you had found yourself in taking its painful toll on you.

Everything was a blur. One minute, you were walking back to your apartment after a long shift at work. The next, some creep in a mask—later revealed to be a bloodsucking monster—grabbed you and forced you into his car. And a few hours, maybe even days, later, a mysterious man with freakish abilities came to your rescue. Thankfully, the vampire hadn't bit you, but he did take great pleasure in hearing your screams, so he tortured you. Hence the injured side you were currently clutching to.

You had always known of vampires' existence. They were the reason you became an orphan at the mere age of ten years old. And to top it off, nobody believed you when you told them the real story. They were the reason why you were sent to a facility to treat your "absurd beliefs".

You hated vampires and anything to do with them. So it came as a great shock to you that when the mysterious man, who had introduced himself as Blade, took you back to his workshop to tend to your wounds and you found your boyfriend there. The same boyfriend who told you that he was too sick to hang out after your shift. The same boyfriend who lied to you about his job. The same boyfriend who revealed that he was working for a guy who was half vampire.

To say you were pissed would be an understatement.

Scud hurried to you, gently but firmly grabbing your wrist in his hand. He spun you around, forcing you to look at him. His blue eyes gazed down at you, begging, pleading for understanding. For you to listen to him.

“Babe, please. Just... let me clean you up while I explain everything. You deserve that much,” Scud begged, frowning deeply as guilt swarmed around in his beautiful blue eyes.

You shook your head. “Josh, I—”

“Please,” he pleaded. “Just... Please.”

You sighed, giving him a reluctant nod. “Alright,” you agreed, pulling your hand from his grip. “You have until I'm bandaged up.”

In no time at all, you were seated on top of what you assumed was Scud's workbench while your boyfriend carefully helped you out of your shirt, leaving you clad in only your bra. The wound on your side was deep, but it luckily didn't look like it needed stitches.

“You probably want that explanation now, huh?” he asked, breaking the silence well he brought a washcloth with lukewarm water closer to clean your wound.

You hissed in pain when the cloth made contact with your side. “Yeah,” you said through gritted teeth. “I was promised an explanation.”

A few beats of silence passed. Scud sighed and shut his eyes momentarily, as if gathering his thoughts. “You remember that week before we got together, when I came home from my hiking trip and I was all messed up?” When you nodded, he continued. “I was attacked by two bloodsuckers. They tore into me and wanted to drain me of my blood. The only reason I came out of that situation alive was because B saved me. He brought me back here and patched me back together. I owe him a debt because of that.”

You frowned and brought a hand to rest on Scud's cheek. He instantly nuzzled against your hand, sighing in content at the warm feeling. You didn't know this, but when Blade had relayed your full name to him over the radio, he was out of his mind with worry. He nearly abandoned everything just to go after Blade and make sure that he brought you back in one piece. You were important to him. You were the only girl who would put up with him and his habits with a smile on your face. You were the only girl that actually ever meant anything to him.

“B saw what I could do, what gadgets I could make, and he decided that I would make a great addition to his team, so to speak,” Scud continued, withdrawing from your touch and switching over to clean the wounds on your hands. “It was a great opportunity for me. This gig meant that I could make things, and not just those shitty fucking mini flamethrowers I made back in college. I mean actually make things. I felt wanted, needed, like I could actually be a part of something bigger for once. That I wouldn't be such a big fucking letdown. I wanted to tell you, especially since I know how you feel about vampires, but B swore me to secrecy. He said that working for him came with risks, and if the bloodsuckers were to find out about you, they would use you to get to me. I couldn't let that happen. I wouldn't.”

“So you had to lie to me to keep me safe,” you concluded, realisation dawning on you.

“Please believe me when I say that I didn't want to,” he said hurriedly, halting his movements with the bandage and looking deeply into your eyes. “I never wanted to lie to you. Hurting you was something I didn't want to do, ever. I love you so much.”

A minute of silence passed between you. Scud was anxious, his hands nervously fidgeting with the bandage that was now wrapped securely around your hand. The last thing he wanted was for you to hate him. He wouldn't be able to live with himself.

“So this Blade guy... He hunts vampires?” you finally asked, taking him by surprise.

“Yeah,” Scud confirmed, nodding his head.

“Why? Isn't he like them?”

“Yes, in a sense. He has all of their abilities, but only the good ones. The only bad thing of his is that he inherited their thirst. Thankfully we have a serum that helps him with that. B's cool, I swear.”

You pondered over his words for a moment before letting out a small sigh. “I don't like it,” you began, wrapping your arms around his neck to bring him closer, much to Scud's suprise and great delight. “You know how I feel about vampires, but that Blade guy did save my life, so I guess he's okay.”

Scud gave you a smile. “He is, I promise you.”

“So as long as you promise me that you'll stay safe, and promise to keep me in the loop with what happens around here, I guess I can learn to live with it. You look like you're enjoying yourself.”

Scud smiled brightly and brought you into a hug, pressing a kiss to the side of your head. “I love you.”

“I love you too. You're my little stoner baby. Nothing's gonna change that.”

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