Babsabelle

Hello! Please call me babsie ⋆.𐙚 ̊

I am 22 years old, She/her

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Writing is what I love, I tend to only write when something captures my interest.

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F I C S

Word Count (2733)

Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 | Chapter 5 | Chapter 6 | Chapter 7 |

Ch.7

Thragg had been gone on his “business trip” for a week now, and although you hadn’t known him long, he consumed your every thought. In an attempt to distract yourself you have been keeping busier than usual, opting to spend more time on campus with friends and picking up extra shifts at the cafe.

Thus far it was working quite well but sometimes you will catch yourself trying to remember the few details you do know about him, like the way his eyes change from black to amber in certain lighting, how his face lights up with interest when you have anthropological discussions, how his nose and moustache twitch when something disgusts him, how his large hands make everything look comically small, how he looks down at you even when sitting across from one another, it’s hard not to imagine him looking down at you whilst you’re both horizontal.

But regardless of certain needs not having been met in a while, you were willing to take it slow since you haven’t known Thragg for that long. For some reason lately you hadn’t been feeling quite right, strange cramping and aching in your muscles, frequent headaches, tightening in your abdomen, you were praying it was just something hormonal because if you were coming down with something that would fuck up your whole life right now.

I hope it’s not the flu, then I’d be off work for like a week, not to mention I can’t miss any more lectures.

Today was another day on campus, Eve is planning on meeting you after your morning lecture. She ended up staying with her parents for a while, from what her texts said you gathered they were making her feel guilty for not being around and putting pressure on her not to spend time with yourself and Debbie. Even though you were constantly encouraging her to come over, you understood that at the end of the day they are her family and she loves them. 

As the lecture wraps up and you put your laptop away and grab your bag, walking down the stairs you feel a buzzing from your pocket. Thinking it’s probably just your mum asking how your day’s going, you press the silence button and walk towards the exit. Stepping into the crowded hallway as the next class waits outside, you catch the slightest glimpse of what looks like Tyler. Your heart is suddenly beating like a drum and your legs feel like they are going to buckle beneath you, you put your head down and walk briskly out into the quad.

The sun hits your face and you take a deep breath, trying to regulate your breathing for a moment. Today is a bright sunny day, the sky is bright blue and fluffy white clouds litter the sky, although there is still a chilly wind coming through, it’s a sign of warmer weather on the way. You take a seat at a bench on the opposite side of the quad behind a tree, Eve regularly meets you here when you’re both on campus.

It doesn’t take long before she shows up, coffees in hand.

“Oh my god Eve you’re an angel, you don’t know how badly I needed this.” She hands you your coffee and sits down opposite you.

“I know I know, I’m amazing.” She replies sarcastically.

“You’re like my own personal caffeine dealer, something about a person buying you a coffee just makes it taste ten times better.” You state between sculling the hot coffee.

“Is it the fact you didn’t pay for it?” She retorts.

“You know what girl I think it’s that.” 

Since Thragg was away you thought now would be a good time to tell Eve about him, you were hopeful she wouldn’t put pressure on you to introduce him yet because you were definitely not ready for that. 

“So there’s a reason I wanted to catch up, not just the free coffee." Eve gives you a quizzical look, “I wanted to tell you something and I don’t want you to freak, just be open minded. Okay?”

“Hmm okay.” She replies awkwardly looking around.

“I’m seeing someone, I met him at work and we’ve been out a couple times.” You blurt out.

“Oh! I mean, that’s really good. Do you feel good about it? What’s he like? Any red flags?” Eve says, ready to launch a full scale investigation the likes of which Cecil could only dream of.

“Ok I’m just going to cover all my bases here so ask me questions at the end. I’m feeling good about it. I know that Tyler and I didn’t break up very long ago but he’s been treating me very well. He’s a manager at some big company, he’s away on a business trip, and before you ask he is a bit older than me. He doesn’t really have any red flags, I mean the only red flags would be I don’t know his last name, where he’s from, anything about his family, what company he works for, his favourite colour or anything now that I think about it. K rant done.” Gasping out the last part breathlessly.

“Um… that’s gooood, I mean I’m going to ignore some of that stuff as long as he’s making you happy. And you haven’t been going out that long so I guess it makes sense you don’t know that much. How old is he?” She asks, trying to be supportive.

“Look I think he might be, geez like maybe in his mid 30’s? It’s hard to tell honestly, he could be twenty eight but he acts eighty.” You shrug.

“I’m not going to judge but I do want to point out that he is like what? A decade older than you, which I’m sure you’re aware of. As long as you’re being safe I’m happy for you, and I do want to meet him at some point, whenever you’re ready.” She says hugging you over the table.

“Thanks Eve that means a lot, I love you heaps.” You say leaning into the hug. As you separate from her and notice Eve looks upset. “Are you okay Eve?” Concern written all over your face.

“I’m trying to be, it’s just so hard all of these big things happening while Mark is away. He shouldn’t be missing anything, he should be here not wherever he is out there.” She sighs and looks up at the great blue sky, “I’m so lost right now, Cecil keeps asking me to come back so I can help out and even though my powers are back to pull capacity I’m not ready. Since that stuff I went through after Mark left, I mean all of the appointments, sleepless nights and agonising over that decision, I have nothing left to give.” She looks up at you, tears brimming in her eyes.

“Eve I’m so sorry, you have been so strong, stronger than anyone I know. Mark will come back, and it will be like he was never gone. Everything will go back to normal, but in the mean time although I love the guy, tell Cecil to go fuck himself.” That elicits a small laugh from Eve.

“God I can’t imagine the day Mark finally comes home, it could be tomorrow or another 8 months. But you’re right, even when Mark gets back I might still not be up for fighting again. And my god it doesn’t help staying with my parents, my boyfriend is fighting a war and my dad doesn’t have a nice thing to say about him. I might stay with you for a couple weeks at some point if that’s ok?”

“Just say the word Eve, and if staying in Mark's room is too much you can stay in Oliver’s room. I’ll clean it up and you can make it your space until they get back.” You suggest.

“Thank you, I don’t know what I’d do without you.” Eve says appreciatively.

The two of you chat for a bit longer about studying and the possibility Oliver will come back with a bug girlfriend. Eve notices the time and has to run off to her afternoon class. The two of you part ways and promise to talk soon.

As you walk across campus you remember your phone buzzed earlier.

Thragg: Hello woman, I can only contact you to send this message. As I have not heard from you in the last week I suspect you are busy. Like I said to you before I left you are welcome to message me but I will not be able to message from now on. I hope you are doing well x

Suddenly you feel excitement bubble within you, and now all you can think about is what you’re going to respond with. At the moment both of you have been quite tentative, so part of you wants to test his limits a little bit. 

A devious smile spread across your face, as plans for later tonight crossed your mind. 

Viltrumite ship, in Jupiter's orbit,

The last week has been a blur of meetings and tactical discussions about future plans on Earth. Thragg now has a confirmed timeline for the traitors return to Earth, it is estimated to be 6 weeks from now. By the time they return the Viltrumites will be so thoroughly integrated into society no one would be able to tell the difference between them and an everyday human. 

The Viltrumites left their human mates in order to come to this meeting, understandably some of them were having difficulty assimilating with the human relationship situation, so they were being coached over the next week. 

All of them were gathered in a large meeting room on the ship, with Thragg sitting at the head of a long table in the centre. He had been listening to his warriors arguing about what action to take with Mark and Nolan, that other insect half-breed wasn’t a major concern.

“We should kill them before they even reach Earth, if we intercept them whilst they pass Jupiter we will outnumber them ten to one!” Cried Anissa, rage dripping from her tongue. 

“Perhaps we should kidnap them and hold them here?” Suggests Lucan.

The arguing just went on and on and on.

Thragg was sick of it, after days of arguing with his people and going around in circles, he was desperate to hear from you and spent most days staring at his cracked screen awaiting a message.

Today it occurred to him that maybe you had forgotten about him, perhaps you were busy, or infuriatingly he thought maybe you had moved on. Sneaking out while the other Viltrumites were distracted, he managed to send you a single text in a weird corner of the ship. He sat there typing the message for what must have been an hour, trying to decide if he should put an x at the end of the message or not.

She kissed me so I suppose it wouldn’t be odd if I sent her a virtual kiss. 

His face turned red as he reminisced about you grabbing him and forcefully kissing him. It was nothing he had ever experienced before, your lips were soft and plump against his, and your gentle hands gripped his collar so fiercely. 

Humans are such passionate creatures, they seem to act on a whim. Not that this human’s impulsivity was unwelcome.

He sent the text and returned to the meeting room, checking his phone every minute. The other Viltrumites were giving each other strange looks as their great leader was glued to his phone. 

Finally after what felt like forever his phone buzzed. He held the phone in his hand and stared at the photo you sent. 

In the photo you are sitting on your bed wearing reading glasses, a tight singlet and pyjama pants, with your laptop sitting in front of you. Your hair is tied up messily, framing your face beautifully, and your lips appear glossy and soft.

Human girl: Hi Thragg, I’m doing well! Sorry I haven’t texted, you’re right I’ve been super busy. I hope your trip is going well, and that you haven’t met some corporate baddie and decided you don’t like me anymore. I’m just studying tonight, hopefully we can catch up when you get back xxx

Thragg feels warm at your response, that photo is messing with him and he can’t help but imagine being in your room with you right now. Suddenly becoming aware he is in a meeting and being stared at, he shoves the phone between his cape and the large metallic chair. The rest of the meeting is a blur for him as he disappears into his daydreams about all the things he will do to you when he gets back.

Once the others adjourn for the day he goes back to his chambers to rest, and not long after his phone buzzes again.

Human girl: Also I should probably say, not that I really have a problem with it but there are better names you can call me other than woman. Here is a list of some more agreeable names, so choose one that resonates with you.

Sweetheart

Baby

Darling

Angel

Mine

Dear 

Beautiful

If none of these work for you that’s ok, we can trial stuff when you get back ;)

Thragg was flabbergasted, he didn’t really understand the concept of pet names but the thought of calling you by any of these names made his heart pound. Sweetheart, baby, and dear weren’t really that interesting to him, nor did he understand the concept of angels. That left darling, mine and beautiful because you were gorgeous and most definitely his, in his mind. A thought crossed his mind of ditching all of these important meetings and flying straight to you.

I would never abandon my people, under any circumstance. Although I suppose I would be doing it for the greater good of the empire. No, what am I thinking, I must remain strong and set an example to my people. 

He placed the phone down and tried to rest on the cold bed, the metal spaceship hummed in the background, there was nothing welcoming or warm about this ship. The bright gas giant Jupiter was right outside the window, flooding light into his room, when he finally managed to settle into a comfortable position the phone began to buzz again.

Jolting up he quickly scanned the phone open, he was welcomed by the sight of another photo.

What is this woman trying to do to me?

This time you sent a photo laying on your stomach, although the room was dimly lit he could clearly see you weren’t wearing your pyjama pants anymore and your ass was on full display. Your reading glasses now sitting on the end of your nose, and on closer observation Thragg couldn’t help but notice the seductive glossed over look in your eyes. As his eyes drifted lower he could clearly see your cleavage peaking out through your singlet. He felt a burning inside him, the likes of which he has never experienced. 

Human girl: Shame you can’t reply, I’m looking forward to seeing you when you get back…

It would be nice if you were here right now though, I am feeling oh so very very lonely. 

As Thragg read the message his mouth felt dry, redness continued to spread across his face and a feeling deeper within him began to stir. He reread your texts and looked at your photos over and over until another message popped up.

My darling: Goodnight Handsome <3

A short simple text, but it made Thragg’s heart skip a beat. No one had ever called him that before. He stared adoringly at the pet name he’d chosen for you, supposing that a pet name was fitting as that is what you were to him.

A pet.

His warmed heart was quickly forgotten as he scrolled down to find what would be the last photo you send tonight.

This time you were sitting in front of a full length mirror, singlet gone with a hand covering your nipples, your underwear pulled dangerously low to show off your curvy hips. The phone was held up next to your head and you were flashing a flirtatious smile.

My darling you have no idea what you are doing to me.

Notes: Sorry this update took a little longer I was in hospital with one illness and this week I have another illness, but we vibing. But eeeee I've started writing the next chapterrrrr, I am loving writing this story!

Word Count (3070)

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Ch.6

Thragg found himself floating hundreds of feet above the city, the night air had a bright buzzing energy to it, he could see the cars beneath him and hear the bustling noises of the city. The tiny humans going about their lives, it amuses Thragg how they look like weak little bugs from this height, but to him what’s the difference? His mind wandered to what his little human was doing right now, probably lounging in bed wearing the least amount of clothing possible, with the window slightly ajar allowing the cool night breeze to slip in and maybe one day soon a certain Viltrumite.

“Grand Regent, apologies for my lateness. My human mate was being very… demanding.” Turning to face Kregg, he immediately noticed his flushed cheeks and disheveled appearance.

“I see General, from what I have heard you are all making excellent progress so you needn’t apologise,” a look of confusion crosses Kregg’s face as it was rare for Thragg to let such things slide, “but do not keep me waiting again.”

“Understood Grant Regent.” Kregg returns to his emotionless expression, relieved that Thragg hasn’t lost his mind. “Communication with my fellow Viltrumites has been limited of late, some of them seem to be confused about their objective on Earth and are hesitant to breed with the humans.”

“Yes this was something I predicted, you will do your best to contact them and inform them we will congregate on our ship for the next two weeks to plan our future on this planet. You will be in charge of training them and working out any concerns.” Thragg replied.

“Of course. I will get to it as soon as possible.”

“Now General what other news do you bring?” Thragg crossed his arms, he stared down at the moving cars below whilst Kregg explained.

“It is my understanding that Nolan and his halfling spawn will be returning to Earth within the next 2 months, the Coalition have no idea that we are here occupying Earth so we must plan our next moves wisely if we wish to remain here.” Thragg’s eyes remained locked on the world below them, wind whipping his cape around his muscular body. “Grand Regent, do you suppose we should reveal ourselves?”

“Do not fret Kregg, they do not want to face our wrath on their home territory, the mortalities would be in the millions and their precious Earth would be plunged into chaos.” Staring down he notices a young couple pushing a pram across a busy street. “You see Kregg we will reveal ourselves to the right person when the time allows, they will have no choice but to submit, we will reign over this world raising our children to one day become their conquerors, for now they will be our hostages and no Coalition or GDA will be able to stop us.”

The next day, GDA Facility

It had been a week since your date with Thragg, he hadn’t texted or anything, you couldn’t help but think you had done something wrong or irritated him. 

Currently you were trying to distract yourself and pass time, it being over 8 months now since your brothers left, the fear that they weren’t coming back was running rampant in your mind. Images of Mark’s mutilated limp body, Nolan gutted like a fish choking on his own blood, and your baby brother Oliver completely broken with twisted and contorted bones. 

You could feel your breathing fasten at these gory thoughts, cold sweat breaking out and your vision going blurry.

“Hey kid you alright?” Cecil’s voice rips you out of your thoughts.

“Yeah I’m all good Cecil, sorry what were you saying.” A weak attempt at trying to express that you were listening.

“Well I was just asking how you’ve been, I know this must be hard for you guys.” Despite Cecil being a bit questionable when it comes to your family putting trust in him, he had been around for a long time and you considered him to be an uncle. He was on thin ice with the rest of your family and you knew to an extent he liked to keep tabs on you, but he was good company and you found the GDA a fascinating place to hang out.

Currently you were sitting in the control room with Cecil and a couple other GDA staff while they worked away.

“Eh we’ve been as good as we can be, I think mum and I are both getting a bit antsy now that it’s over the 8 month mark. It’s weird not having them around.” The sadness you’re feeling is evident in your shaky voice and Cecil can’t help but feel for you.

“Look if there’s anything you need let me know, school going alright?” He takes a sip of the coffee sitting in front of him.

“Can’t complain, at this point I’m just going through the motions with everything. It’s nice to have a distraction but most nights I sit up thinking about where they are and what they’re doing, or if they’re even still alive. I’m sure mum and Eve would be doing the same.”

“I’m sure there’s no point asking how Debbie’s doing, probably just as awful as you. Is Eve alright? I was thinking of asking her to help out but I’m not sure if she’s up for it.” Cecil asks, staring up at the giant screen in the control room.

“Honestly you can ask but don’t be surprised if she kicks you to the curb.” Leaning back in the chair you feel your phone vibrate.

Brrrr brrrr

Thragg: I need to see you, your work 4pm

“And who might that be?” Cecil asks, his perceptive eyes never missing anything.

“Oh um it’s nothing, just uh, oh whatever there’s no point hiding it from you. I’m seeing a guy, he is older than me, he works in management and he seems nice. And no I don’t need you to look him up, if I find out you did a background check on him I will murder you.”

“Geez you done kid?” He asks, putting his hands up defensively, “fine because you asked so nicely I won’t, just as long as you’re being safe. Speaking of relationships, how's Debbie and Paul?”

“Done and dusted, why? did you want to have a crack before Nolan gets back?” You reply teasingly.

“Haha you’re an absolute comedian.” He responds sarcastically, “I’m not surprised honestly, knowing Debbie she probably wanted to spare him from a fucked up complicated life with alien children, no offense.”

“None taken, at least she has one powerless human passing child.” Cecil is surprised by your nonchalant stance, but little does he know the mental hurdles you’ve had to jump through to even be comfortable saying those words. Being a powerless child to Nolan was the hardest blow you’ve ever been dealt, it was like being kicked out of an exclusive club and despite you knowing Nolan adored you it didn’t change how differently he treated you.

“Sure kid, well I've got work to do but we can catch up again soon.” He jokingly ruffles your hair before walking out the door with Donald, who gives you an innocent little wave.

Your phone buzzes again.

Brrrr brrrr

Thragg: Woman respond or don’t, I expect you to be there

Even the way he texted was authoritative, you found yourself loving it, it was easy to picture him uttering those dominating words. He’s so demanding in the way he speaks you can’t help but wonder if he is a demanding lover, it’s been a while since you’ve hooked up with someone besides a regretful one night stand with your ex after the break up. But Tyler physically had nothing on Thragg, Tyler would have been close to 6 feet tall whereas Thragg had to be over 6 and a half feet, Tyler barely had any muscle on him and Thragg was a tank of a man and you loved it. The thought of him dominating you in more ways than one made your heart race and a warm tingly feeling invades you.

Reply: of course I’ll be there xxx

4pm the same day, your work

Thragg sat impatiently at a table under the staircase, the one where he had seen the young couple on the first day he set foot in this cafe. It was a similar time of day to when he had met you for the first time the other week, you looked so meek and small compared to him, and yet on that day you seemed so fearless. 

Humans were interesting to Thragg in that way, they were never scared and had an insatiable desire to achieve more than what their pathetically short lives allow. In his deep dive on the internet he had seen videos of human women lifting cars to protect their children. It truly astounded Thragg that a species so weak had the ability when needed to become ten times stronger than what they were capable of. Perhaps humans would end up being advantageous partners.

As usual you had kept him waiting, he began to wonder if this was going to be a regular pattern. The golden sun peaked through the windows, illuminating the cafe with beams of light, dust particles floated around like little stars. Thragg never had time to just sit and admire his surroundings, on Viltrum, the planet he so loved, he never had time to enjoy the beauty of it. He remembered brief moments where he would travel Viltrum and fly over rolling hills and giant blue lakes, but that was a world that no longer existed. Thinking about his lost home, his sudden appreciation dissipated into a feeling of anger and disdain. Thragg almost never felt defeated but sitting in that cage missing his home he was experiencing a different kind of defeat.

What do I truly have to live for now?

Almost like divine intervention, his eyes turned towards the sound of the bell above the door ringing and he was met with the sight of your enchanting silhouette walking towards him. The bright sunset illuminating your curves, he heard your voice as you greeted your coworker, to him it sounded like music. Never had he been caught off guard by someone’s appearance, you looked angelic, not wearing anything particularly special or putting any effort into your appearance. Your lips looked fuller than normal, hair more luscious, and eyes far warmer and inviting than usual.

Maybe I have found my purpose.

Thragg took a breath trying to compose himself, not wanting to scare you off by acting strangely. After chatting to your coworker for some time you finally turn to look for him. When your eyes meet his, you both turn red in the face, Thragg once again feeling frustrated that a human can have such an effect on him.

Perhaps I need to study if human pheromones have any adverse effects on Viltrumites, because this is beyond a joke.

“Hi Thragg! Sorry I’m late, again.” Once you walk over to him you wrap your arms around his shoulders, which is something you never would have been able to do if he was standing.

“It is alright, please sit.” Thragg was aware he’d never spoken so gently to anyone before, that he could remember.

“Sure thing, I’m just going to pick out some sweets first. Do you have any preference?” You ask him.

“Not at all, choose what you like, I will pay.” He replies sternly. Proving one’s ability to provide is an important aspect of courting. 

“Thanks Thragg, but I owe you one, remember? I’ll be back.” 

He watches you walk away and once again soaks up every bit of you. He sinks lower in his chair and his gaze becomes more intense, the reality that the two of you will eventually have relations is all he can think about. Scanning your body up and down, he notices how your flowy shirt does nothing to hide your large tits, how your jeans hug your ass and hips, and he can’t help but imagine what you’d look like underneath him.

“Ok I got a couple cakes! I hope you like chocolate.” 

Thragg jumps slightly, having not realised you were already sitting in front of him. 

“Ah good, I can’t say I have ever tried chocolate.”

“WHAT? There’s no way, no fucking way, are you serious, you’re fucking with me…” it went on like that for a while, Thragg not breaking his intense gaze.

“No I am not ‘fucking’ with you woman, but based on your reaction I’m sure my not trying it is a great offence I must rectify immediately.” Almost on que Tiffany drops off the desserts, all while staring daggers at Thragg.

You watch as he takes a tentative bite, then another, and another and another, until it is completely gone. Smiling to yourself, it’s hard not to think he looks very cute at that moment.

“Well you seemed to enjoy that.” You say teasingly.

“I suppose so, that was not like anything I have eaten before.” He sits back staring at the plate he conquered.

“I’m glad you liked it.” A warm smile spreading on your face, Thragg felt his chest clench at the sight.

The two of you sit in silence for a time, nursing the coffees in your hands, the energy in the room was so peaceful, as the sun set lower an amber glow enveloped the room. 

“Oh sorry Thragg I forgot you said you needed to see me, was everything ok?” 

“Unfortunately I need to go away for a week or two, my team is going on a business trip to work out some logistical details. Unfortunately I will not be able to contact you much while I’m away.” He reaches for your hand, the action genuinely surprising himself, “I would not leave you so soon into our courtship unless it was extremely important.” 

Pshhh courtship? this fucking guy.

“I mean you got to do what you got to do, if you can’t text me a lot then can I message you?”

“I am not sure, you may try but I will be quite far.”

The Viltrumite ship had to be moved to one of Jupiter’s moons, in preparation for Mark and Nolan’s arrival. Being too close to Earth made their ship easily detectable, unfortunately the trip takes a few days and since they will be caught leaving Earth’s atmosphere once the traitors are back, they are having a final meeting before going undercover indefinitely.

“That’s okay, we can hang out when you get back!” You squeeze his hand, your hand feels soft and smooth in his large rough hands.

“We will certainly, but I am all yours for the next couple hours. If you don’t mind, I'd like to get to know you better.”

“Well I’m an open book so ask me anything.” You reply confidently.

Except don’t ask me about my alien father, my alien superhero brothers, my lineage, my upbringing, whether I may or may not be an alien. Yeah we should be fine as long as we avoid those topics.

“Tell me about your family.” He asks before taking a sip of his coffee.

Fuck.

“There’s not much to tell, my parents are separated, I have a twin brother and a little brother. What about you?” As you know nothing about him it seems only fair he gets asked the same question.

“I have no real family, I was raised by a man who I very much looked up to but he passed away a long time ago…” Thragg replied.

“Oh I’m so sorry to hear that Thragg, that must have been really difficult for you. To lose someone who raised you, I couldn’t possibly fathom it.” 

“It is alright, I have had a lot of time to come to terms with it. I would rather talk about you though, can you tell me more about what your family does?” He redirects the conversation.

Oh shit what do I tell him.

“My mum works in real estate, she has for a long time, and my Dad and Brother’s are in the military so they’re away a lot.” 

Good cover.

“I see, how old is your younger brother? You are only around 20 correct? He must be quite young.” Thragg asks.

Dear lord help me he can do maths.

“Haha he’s not that much younger.”

Technically he’s like a toddler or something, so yeah ridiculously younger than me.

“Hmm understandable, if your whole family are in the military I can understand why your little brother would want to join you father and brother.”

Phew close one.

“Yeah I guess so, anyways do you want another cake?”

Once again the two of you sit chatting away until street lights begin to turn on, stars appear in the sky and Tiffany essentially drags you out the door.

Tonight Thragg has a different energy around him, his epiphany earlier still fresh in his mind. He had found a worthy human, immaculate enough to be worth carrying his offspring, the thought made his blood pump and excitement fill his chest.

Walking slightly behind, he takes you in before leaving you for two weeks, with the way your hips are swaying while you walk all he can think about is how when he gets back he will make you his. Suddenly you stop and he is pressed up against your back, he can feel your ass pressed against him and it takes everything in him not to touch you.

“Woops sorry Thragg,” he realises you are standing next to your car, “I guess I have to go, but I’ll see you in a couple weeks.” Without comprehending what has come over yourself, you grab his shirt collar pulling him down until your lips collide. Your lips are warm in contrast to the cold night air, soft and sweetly addictive. Thragg’s heart is pounding, and he can hear yours beating like a hummingbird too. You grab his face pulling him closer, thumb touching the corner of his moustache. Just as quickly as you had kissed him, it was over. Pulling away from him without really wanting to, you hop in your car and drive away, after a moment you suddenly realise.

Oh my god this is the second time I’ve done a kiss and run on this poor man.

Note: Sorry updates on tumblr have been irregular, I post first on Ao3 so if you want to keep fully up to date check on there.

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Ch.5

Waking up the next morning you struggle to get out of bed, the morning light streams through your window and you see the dark blurry silhouette of a tall figure. You quickly jolt up in your bed, once your eyes focus and adjust to the light you see, nothing, nothing at all.

Brushing off the strange vision, you set about getting ready, since you’ll be spending the day studying at home you pop some sweats on and head downstairs. 

You find Eve sitting at the table eating cereal, after grabbing a cup of coffee and a muffin you sit down opposite her.

“Good morning lovely, how’d you sleep?” you ask, noticing her disheveled look.

“Meh I mean I slept, I think, um Debbie said she mightn’t be home until late so there’s leftovers in the fridge.” Eve seems to have a hard time remembering stuff these days, chronic stress will do that to a person. The two of you remain hopeful that Mark will come home soon and everything will be better again.

Brrrr Brrrr

Your phone lights up and vibrates on the table, immediately it gets snatched up in your hands.

Unknown: Hello it is Thragg, you will be available tonight at 7pm outside of your work. I will meet you there.

I wasn’t expecting to hear from Thragg so soon, he does text exactly how I imagined he would. I guess I’m free tonight but I hardly know him, I definitely can’t tell Eve either cos she’s super protective. But it can’t hurt, right?

“Who was that?” Eve asks noticing how you grabbed your phone, she was very wary that you could be texting your ex.

“Oh, just a friend from work asking me to cover her shift.” a complete lie.

“Okay, if you say sooo…” she pauses for a moment looking down at her bowl of cereal, circling the spoon methodically as it hits the ceramic sides, “You know I’m not just worried because you’re Mark's sister, I care about you and want you to be safe, you and Debbie are all I have right now.”

“Of course I understand Eve, it goes both ways, I worry about you too. We have each other's backs, just trust me please.”

“Yeah no you’re right, look I’m gonna be at my parents for a few days so if you need me call and I’ll fly over, kay?” She gets up from the table and moves towards the open back door.

“Absolutely, fly safe I guess.” with that she’s gone.

Realising you had yet to respond to Thragg you quickly shoot back a message.

Reply: Of course! See you there xxx

Inside Thragg’s Apartment

In order to further immerse himself in human culture he has also been staying in his human apartment, cooking himself simple meals and watching “documentaries on human life” as Kregg describes them (also known as trashy reality TV). It was safe to say Thragg was thoroughly invested in his human education, he had plenty of downtime as his soldiers were out creating the new generation of Viltrumites. 

It was Thragg’s idea to send the text; he had pondered what to say for quite some time before choosing a direct approach. He impatiently awaited your response, when he heard the phone ping he grabbed it with such force it cracked the screen. Your response perplexed him, you seemed to be agreeing to meeting with him but you followed it with three x’s, the nature of this he did not understand. Almost instantly he contacted Kregg who arrived in mere minutes.

“Grand Regent, you summoned me?”

“Yes General, I must know the cultural significance of these letters, I believe them to be some form of ancient symbolism.” Holding up the phone to Kregg, he takes a moment to comprehend what he’s seeing.

“Ah I see Grand Regent, well it would seem that the x’s are a human way of communicating kisses through texts.” Kregg says confidently, before suddenly feeling really awkward and hoping that Thragg wouldn’t end up calling him here to read every dirty or flirtatious text you send.

Kregg looks up from the phone and is shocked to be met with the red, wide-eyed face of his mighty Regent. 

“How interesting, I was under the impression human relationships took time to develop intimacy. Do you think this means she wants to kiss me?” Thragg asked, furrowing his eyebrows.

“Well I suppose it would,” Kregg stated, suddenly aware that this might be a weird situation (with what is technically his boss) he’s walked himself into, he lets out a light cough, “ahem, I should probably leave now Grand Regent, unless there is something else you need from me?”

“No, that will be all for now.” A loud whoosh was heard behind him that rattled the windows.

Once Thragg was completely alone he allowed his mind to wander, the thought of someone desiring him was completely foreign, in the past female Viltumites had wanted him for his strength and the powerful offspring he could provide. He could comprehend well why this weak human would be impressed by someone as physically staggering as himself, who wouldn’t want to bear the children of a great conqueror, a Viltrumite who had slayed millions and could overpower the strongest foe. Although the fact you have no awareness of who he truly is, it makes your interest feel almost more precious to him.

But what did that matter to him? Ultimately you were a tool for breeding, nothing more than a potential vessel for his children. He pushed down any domestic thoughts and any desires outside of using you as a tool for breeding. His duty was to the empire and he would not fail in saving it.

Later that day,

After umming and ahhing at your closet for what felt like forever you settle on a black long sleeve shirt, a maxi length plaid skirt and an oversized leather jacket. Realising that you’re already running late, your makeup is going to be the bare minimum tonight, but it’s enough considering it’s your first time going out with someone since breaking up with Tyler.

You spent all day studying and lounging around your house, when you fell asleep in the afternoon it didn’t even cross your mind to set an alarm. So here you are at 7:10 rushing down the stairs, fumbling for your car keys that have been completely misplaced.

“Hi hun I didn’t realise you were home.” Turning to look over towards her voice, Debbie is sitting on the floor leaning against the couch. Glass of wine in hand, her jacket thrown over the couch and her usually pristine hair cascading down her perfectly ironed blouse.

“Sorry mum, I’m just heading out… ” it is clear Debbie has been crying, she stares down at her glass of wine hoping that you won’t notice, “are you ok? Do you need me to stay home?”

“Not at all, I want you to go and have fun. You deserve to live a normal life, god knows whenever your brothers get home life may never be normal again.” She takes a swig from her glass, “I hope you know I wouldn’t change anything about my life, but sometimes I imagine a world where I never met your father,” you walk over and take a seat next to your mum, “You sure you don’t need me? My plans will take two seconds to cancel if you need me.”

“Oh no darling, honestly I’ll be fine,” she says clearly choking up, lifting the glass and staring at its dark red contents, “you know when I found out I was pregnant it was the happiest day of my life, and when I found out there was two of you I thought I was floating on cloud nine, from the moment I heard your perfect little heartbeats I thought this is it, I have found my purpose with the love of my life by my side. Just when you think you have it all figured out in this life there’s just something waiting to pull the rug out from under you. What were the best years of my life were a speck in your fathers life,” Debbie pauses, she reaches over pulling your head onto her shoulder, “ that’s why I’m so lucky to have you, your father may have Mark and Oliver for eternity but I’ll have you for mine.” A sad smile formed on her face.

“I’ll always be here for you, who needs powers anyway.” You say wrapping her in a big hug.

“ Of course, I mean I’ve gotten this far without any.” A small chuckle escaping Debbie. She looks her one and only daughter up and down before noticing your attire. “Oh my goodness! are you going on a date?”

Welp I’ve been caught.

“Um sort of, I met him at work and he asked to meet up tonight. I’m actually running kinda late.” You explain glancing at your phone that now reads 7:30.

“You know what, that’s really great. We deserve to have fun after the last what? 7 months we’ve had,” Debbie caresses the side of your face looking at her beautiful daughter, “I know you were upset about not having powers at first, even though you acted like it was ok when Mark came home that day and told us. But I hope you know how truly blessed you are to not be burdened with your father’s powers.”

“Trust me mum I already know, now I gotta go but call me if you need or I’ll text you to call me if I need to get out of this! Wish me luck.” You blurt out, rushing out the door.

That got way deeper than expected. Shit I should probably text Thragg.

Human girl: Hey Thragg so sorry I’m running late! Will be there in 10 x

He lifts his phone out of his pocket and stares at your text through his cracked screen, thinking how he will have to get Kregg to fix it. 10 minutes is nothing for him as he is eternal, yet he is still greatly offended that a mere human would leave him waiting when he is usually the one being waited for.

Before he knew it he saw your car pulling up down the street. He remained standing in place as he decided to allow you to come to him, you needed to understand early on who was in charge. 

You stepped out of the car, grabbing your handbag from the passenger's seat and throwing it over your shoulder. Thragg was looking at your clothing choice, he found you very pleasing to look at especially now that he had an idea of what was hiding under your clothes.

“Hey Thragg, how are you?” You walked right up to him with unbridled confidence and gave him a hug. Immediately he was taken aback by this (the phrase “well never in my near 3000 years” would suit his reaction). 

“Well, I am, I am well?” He replied, absolutely infuriated by his pathetic response. Almost immediately you managed to break his stone-faced composure, “Shall we walk, my friend told me about an Italian restaurant down the street.” he gestured in the direction of one of your favourite restaurants.

“Yes, of course, I love Italian!” You reply excitedly, on first dates you try to be a version of yourself that is like 25% more enthusiastic than usual.

The two of you walk down the street in silence until you reach the restaurant. It’s an old Italian place with red and white tiled floors, silver glowing chandeliers, old photos covering the walls and round wooden tables. The place has charm, that’s what you love about it, you sit down in a dimly lit corner and the waiter asks for your drink order,

“I’ll have a glass of the house red.” You reply.

“Whatever she’s having.” Thragg follows.

“Excellent choice, that will be right out.”

As the waiter turns away you and Thragg are alone again, you take this time to take note of details that weren’t clear in the dark the other night. He has a very stern face, a strong jawline, it was hard to tell in the dim lighting but his eyes looked brown? He has thick black hair buzzed back and a black moustache. You couldn’t deny you were a sucker for a moustache. It took you a moment to realise Thragg was staring right back at you, slightly startled you tried to cover for your creepiness by making small talk.

“So Thragg what do you do for work?”

“I work in management at a multinational corporation, I head a team of around 30 employees leading projects that work towards expansion and development of our company.” He states in an almost rehearsed speech. 

“Yuh huh, that sounds interesting I guess.” 

“It’s not, it is a dull way to spend your time while floating on this rock in space. I find the way this society functions is too complex and skewed towards the elites peddling an unattainable existence, we are all animals, being forced into jobs in accounting or middle management is against nature. Not to mention with such short lifespans, why waste it on unfulfilling work.” You are left shocked by his bluntness.

“I mean yes I one hundred percent agree! It’s nice to get an honest opinion on a first date. I find your openness very refreshing, why don’t you tell me more of your societal observations?” You say, truly impressed. The drinks are placed on the table at the perfect time because you are keen to hear more of his opinions.

The two of you talk away, as extremely honest blunt people it is easy to continue a dialogue. Both of you sharing opinions and theories ranging from completely normal to ridiculous outlandish, it is invigorating and amusing. By the time you have finished your meals you are still in the depth of your conversation.

“You know the whole idea of going into a chain coffee shop and not being served by a real person, only to be asked to tip a person who has not spoken to you is late stage capitalism.” You almost slur after polishing off another glass of wine.

“I couldn’t agree more, when it is insisted to tip ten percent and you ultimately end up standing for 30 minutes awaiting an 8 dollar beverage that could be made with instant coffee for approximately 15 cents a cup. I should like to meet whoever created this unproductive system and murder them with my bare hands.”  His deep regal voice rife with disgust.

“And I would watch on with absolute glee.” You sigh and rest your chin in your hand, glancing to the side, it’s hard not to notice the entire restaurant has cleared out, and a few disgruntled looking staff are giving you a look indicating it’s time to go. “On that cheery note I think it’s time to head off.”

You stand up and grab your bag, as you walk towards the exit Thragg’s large hand ends up on the small of your back, your whole spine tingles at the sensation. He leans in next to your ear and says quietly

“So are we tipping twenty percent.” An attempt at humour on his part, you let at a small giggle but wholeheartedly agree.

Once the two of you pay and leave it is almost sad to think that the walk to your car isn’t longer, you have surprised yourself by actually thoroughly enjoying this man’s company. Although he is brash and rude at times, he has a refreshingly authentic personality and you are addicted to hearing him speak. His deep authoritative voice makes you think that you could listen to him for hours. But before you know it you are standing next to your car.

“Tonight was really nice, it’s been a while since I’ve been out with someone.” You lean against your car and look up at Thragg who is now towering over you.

“I must say it was a pleasant evening, have you been out with many people before?” He asks, it didn’t come through in his voice but Thragg almost felt jealous at the thought of you being with another man.

“Not recently, I went through a pretty rough break up a couple months ago. I had been with him for a couple years but he didn’t treat me the nicest.” You kick at the curb and stare down.

“I see, well if it would suit you I would like to see you again soon.” Thragg said gazing down at your small frame leaned against the car. You looked picturesque in the streetlights, hair framing your face perfectly, he had never seen someone look so naturally enticing.

“Of course Thragg, I couldn’t imagine saying no.” You stare at him with a big grin, jumping up and grabbing his collar, you pull him down to give him a kiss on the cheek.

Before he has a chance to respond you run around to the driver's seat and speed off down the street, feeling like a million bucks you blast your favourite song and giggle like a schoolgirl all the way home.

That night you flop down on your bed and stare at the ceiling, and drift off into another deep sleep. 

Thragg stood in the street for a long time, stifling a smile while gazing through your window. The only thing running through his mind was how he will breed you, ravish you, break you, and most importantly make you his mate.

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Ch.4

“What is this? A pathetic attempt at holding me captive?” The monster of a man uttered, as he stands over you and grips your jacket.

“I’m closing up for the night, I didn’t think anyone was still here, sorry!” You reply, completely embarrassed you managed to miss him entirely while sweeping. “Look, please don’t tell my manager I promise if you come back tomorrow I’ll give you a coffee tomorrow, on me!”

Where did he even come from, wait is he the guy Tiff was telling me about?

He looks as though he’s trying to solve a rubix cube while he scans you up and down. Thragg hadn’t ever made physical contact with a human before, you felt… weak, as though a single movement of his finger would snap your brittle limbs into dust.

I suppose this human is not as unpleasing up close as I initially thought, she seems sturdy and healthy enough. It is hard to tell under her thick overcoat whether she is gifted with child bearing hips.

He stared for a longer time than he comprehended, once he realised you were actually still speaking to him he’d been staring at your lips for a long while.

“Are you coming or what? I could lock you in here but I don’t think my manager would be too happy.”

“Of course, lead the way”

The two of you step out into the cool night, frosty air filling your lungs. You fumble with the keys as the chill numbs your fingers

“Shit, stupid keys, ugh why is the keyhole so small”

After fumbling around for a few moments and pocketing the keys, you come face to face with the man again. You notice he’s wearing a plain grey shirt, jeans and a long black coat.

Maybe he’s European? You think to yourself

“I suppose I should introduce myself my name is Thragg”

Oh definitely European.

“Night to meet you Thragg, are you from around here?”

“No, definitely not.” He says, voice almost dripping with poison.

Yeah not fighting the European allegations there.

“I am from somewhere far from here, it would seem you are from here as you work at this establishment.” He states

“Bingo, look I’m going to go now but it was nice meeting you-” you begin to walk away.

“Wait” he states, almost demandingly, you had never heard such authority in someone’s voice. You stopped dead in your tracks, there are those goosebumps again.

You hear his feet move towards you, back pressed against him. He looms over you with an unreadable expression, both feeling each other’s warmth radiating between your bodies. He can hear the flutters of your heart beating in your chest,

“Apologies, I did not mean to frighten you. Would you allow me to walk with you? It is not safe for someone weak like yourself.”

“Gee thanks,” I mean my car’s just around the corner, it’s not like I’m taking him to my house, “um yeah sure, why not.”

He senses her apprehension but continues to walk alongside her, adjusting his pace to match her shorter legs.

“Do you attend the local University?” He asks, attempting this ‘small talk’ Kregg insisted was essential.

“Yeah I do, I’m in my second year now.” You reply, trying not to share too much with this man you just met.

“I see, do you enjoy your schooling? Is a career in your chosen field the desired outcome?”

“Oh wow straight into it, yeah I guess that’s the goal. My life has been a bit up and down the last couple years, I suppose my ultimate goal is to have a family one day. Family is very important to me.” Maybe oversharing a little bit there, but Thragg seems to smile slightly at your response.

“I see, the pursuit of a family is a noble one indeed. Continuing on your family lineage is profoundly important.” The conversation dies and you walk in silence until you are both standing next to your car.

“Well it was nice meeting you, I guess I’ll see you round. Oh! And I wasn’t kidding about that coffee, it's yours as long as you don’t snitch.” You say letting out a breathy laugh at your own ridiculous offer.

“Yes I’m certain you will, before I leave I would like to acquire your phone number.” He steps closer, you move until you’re backed up against your car. He notices your breathing getting heavier as you stare at his lips, you feel claustrophobic but being stuck between a handsome yet intimidating man and a hard place isn’t the worst thing you could imagine.

“Sure thing, pass me your phone.” Once you’re done you place the phone back in his large hand. As you turn to unlock your car you feel the wind pick up, when you turn back Thragg is nowhere to be seen. Instantly you blast the heater in your car, not having realised how freezing you were due to your flushed and embarrassed state, after meeting by far the most odd and alluring man you’ve ever come into contact with.

As you begin driving away you don’t notice that a couple hundred metres above you Thragg is following you, his mind was also jittery from the interaction as he never expected to meet such a suitable person so soon into his search. He watched from above as you weaved through traffic, stopping at a gas station to get an energy drink before setting off again. Slipping down the quiet streets of your neighbourhood you finally arrived home.

Hidden by the night sky, Thragg floated with his arms crossed tightly over his chest. He stared at you entering your home, he was filled with a great hope that his mission would be fulfilled sooner than expected.

“Hi hun, I was just about to call and see how far off you were.” Debbie called from in the kitchen, Eve was lounging on the couch reading a book.

“Yeah what kept you?” Eve said, swinging her legs off the couch and walking towards the kitchen where Debbie just started serving up dinner.

Maybe I should keep meeting that Thragg guy to myself, I know they’d both freak. Especially since Tyler and I only broke up a couple months ago, not to mention Thragg seems way older than me… I think? Probably should have asked before I gave him my number.

“Sorry I should have called, I stopped to get gas.” You say bluntly, hoping not to arouse suspicion.

“That's alright hunny, how was work?” Debbie inquires.

“Long and tiring, I’m ready to eat and pass out.” grabbing a bowl of Debbie’s delicious pasta, you sit down with the two of them on the couch, watching whatever reality TV was on tonight.

After Debbie goes to bed, yourself and Eve polish off a bottle of Nolan’s expensive Italian wine (something you did regularly as a bit of a fuck you to him). Eve and yourself had both put on a bit of weight since they left, you tried not to let it get to you but you knew it upset Eve. For you it was a combination of stress and post-breakup depression, you sometimes spent too long staring at your thick thighs and heavier chest in the mirror, opting for clothes that hid your softer and plump features.

“So have you heard from Tyler at all?” Eve asked, a concerned expression covering her face. You had mentioned some of Tyler’s more extreme behaviours to Eve so she was rightfully worried.

“No not at all, I blocked him right after we broke up.” A sort of lie, you had left his facebook unblocked for reasons you can’t really explain yourself.

“That’s good, he was asking William about you the other day like a total creep.” This revelation made your stomach drop, instantly your mouth felt dry and the wine glass in your hand trembled slightly.

“Oh that’s interesting…” You trailed off, worried that your voice would betray you.

“I didn’t tell William anything, I just insisted he block Tyler and avoid talking about you.” She explained.

“Yeah don’t stress, I’m not worried about Tyler anymore. He was a pathetic person who just wanted to bring me down to his level.” You say getting up and putting your dishes in the sink. “I’m gonna go to bed now, are you staying tonight?”

“Yeah I’ll crash in Mark’s room again. Sleep well.” She says with a sad smile, she hoped she wouldn't cry again and most of all that you and Debbie wouldn't hear.

“You too, call out if you need anything Eve.” As you make your way up the stairs you get a weird feeling like you’re being watched again, but you brush it off

It’s been a weird day.

You get changed into a grey singlet and black underwear, even though it’s freezing outside you hate feeling restricted. Good thing Debbie likes to keep the heater on, electricity bill be damned. Most nights you would sit up in bed wondering what your brothers were doing, millions and millions of lightyears away, but tonight it doesn’t take long to doze off after the long exhausting day you had. But as you drift into a deep sleep you are surprised that a tall dark gentleman is filling your mind.

A few metres away outside your home Thragg floated in the air, he stared at your figure laying in the dark. Taking in small details on your body, any marks and freckles that litter your skin. In his mind you appear to be a perfectly sensible mate, now that you weren’t wearing your uniform he could see your delicate childbearing hips, soft stomach sticking out from under your singlet, cushy thick thighs, and your gorgeous figure was on full display. He didn't fully realise that he had been eyeing you for so long. After soaking up every part of you he slowly pulled himself away while not fully understanding why leaving made him feel a pang of loss.

Soon she will be mine.

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Ch.3

Kregg's education had been invaluable, with Thragg choosing to spend his days completing further research on the internet (leading him down dark rabbit holes) and going for walks to familiarise himself with human behaviour. According to Kregg humans like to gather at places that serve beverages, much like that of animals gathering at watering holes, these places are called cafes, coffee shops, clubs and bars. As he had already been to a bar days prior and didn’t appreciate the company of the inebriated lesser beings, he thought cafes couldn’t be much worse.

Strolling along the streets he couldn’t help but think how inefficient walking was, but no one else around him seemed to mind… for obvious reasons. It didn’t take long for him to stumble upon a ‘coffee shop’ , a local Starbucks which seemed to be extremely busy. Thragg lined up and ordered a latte which he overheard a lady in front of him order.

While waiting he attempted to strike up a conversation with a few women around him, only to be met with strange looks and lame excuses to not speak to him. Unfortunately Kregg had failed to mention stranger danger to him and that some women do not want to be spoken to. Thragg left very soon after not even waiting to receive his order and not giving it a second thought, it was clear to him this location was not optimal for conversing with potential mates.

Remembering what Kregg mentioned about colleges having young women attendees, he pulled out his phone and tried to search for a cafe near the closest college campus. Once he found the nearest one he shot off into the sky, not caring what bystanders were standing around.

He opted to land a reasonable distance from the cafe and walk to it, as to not raise any unwanted attention. Walking down the street he noticed it was considerably busy, lunch time, a concept Thragg didn’t quite grasp as he ate when hungry not when the rotation of the sun deemed it necessary.

Walking into the cafe he immediately noticed the far more inviting ambience from the clinical looking Starbucks he just came from, warm vintage wooden furniture littered the cafe, plants vining up the walls and an enticing display of baked goods inside a large glass cabinet. He approached the register, a blonde haired young woman with a bright smile welcomed him in, once again he ordered a latte.

“Would that be everything?” the young woman asked, looking him up and down.

Thragg, noticing this look, replied “the latte will be all, but may I enquire your name?”

“Of course! It’s Tiffany!” She replies as she points to her name badge, “I’ll bring your coffee over to you when it’s ready!”

Thragg found a comfortable brown leather armchair in a back corner, next to a tall lamp with a bright vintage orange lampshade with red tassels. Tiffany approached him and sat the warm cup of coffee on a little wooden stand next to him,

“Here you are! Did you need anything else?” She asked politely.

“I wish to inquire about your relationship status.” Kregg had told him this was an important question as many humans enter into ‘casual relationships’ quite frequently.

“Oh um, well I,” completely thrown off by his brash tone, she struggles to get her bearings, “I mean, um, yes, wait sorry, I mean I have a boyfriend.” fumbling over her words she finally gets it out.

“That will be all then.”

She walks away reeling from the conversation and completely exasperated. As she comes back around behind the counter you step into the cafe, having just finished your break before you complete the last leg of your closing shift.

Tiffany waves you over pulling ridiculous faces gesturing you to walk faster. As you take your time to grab your apron and put your bag away, Tiffany rushes over to you.

“Girl I just had the weirdest customer, he made the most intense eye contact and talked like a freaking robot, then he asked me what my relationship status was??” You stare at her while she goes on her little tangent, “He was such an asshole, it’s not that hard to say please and thank you!”

“Tiff you think everyone is an asshole, honestly babe he just sounds socially awkward.” You reply.

“I supposeeee, on that note I’m heading home. Today dragged on foreverrrr.” Tiffany groaned.

“Well have a good night, am I still covering for you next week?”

The conversation continued on for a bit before Tiffany headed out. The bright afternoon sun blasted through the tall windows, covering the room in an amber glow.

You continued working as the line of customers gradually lessened and the grinding off the coffee machine was becoming more sporadic. You took quiet moments to stock up for the morning staff, leaving notes about the broken taps and out of stock cup lids where the manager could easily find them.

Across the cafe in the back corner, just out of your sight, sat the almighty Grand Regent Thragg. Currently nursing a freezing cold cup of coffee whilst staring absent minded at the people shuffling in and out of the cozy cafe.

‘People watching’ as Kregg had called it, apparently a great tool in understanding human behaviour.

A young couple walked in, arms linked, sharing small glances and bright smiles. They sat at a table not far from him, nuzzled into a nook under the stairs that lead up to the mezzanine. He watched as they gazed into one another’s eyes, seeming to find each other’s company extremely amusing.

Disgraceful

He thought to himself, pathetic human infatuation made him feel nauseous. But he couldn’t help wondering if anyone had ever treated him with such affection, he could recollect no occasion of such intimacy, he shook off the thought. It was unnecessary, someone of his status and power didn’t need such superficial connections.

So why did he feel his heart pull when they leaned in, fingers interlocked, and their lips touched.

Leaning over the counter you stared at the sun disappearing over the buildings across the street. Your eyes dart around trying to catch sight of any lingering customers, the coast seems clear so you begin sweeping the floors and packing up for the night.

A few months ago you would have been heading to your boyfriend Tyler’s house, but now you are going to go home to spend time with Debbie to probably share another bottle of wine (or two). This had become the routine since Tyler and you split, as Debbie and Paul split around the same time, although for significantly different reasons.

Tyler wasn’t what one would call a ‘model boyfriend’ you had been together for almost a year until you couldn’t take it anymore. Debbie had spoken to you before Mark left, encouraging you to be open about what was going on, but you shut down, not wanting to speak to anyone about the nature of yours and Tyler’s relationship. You had barely spoken to your brothers before they left, praying they wouldn’t notice the bruises littering your arms. The fear of them finding out hindering you from giving them what you now realise could have been your final goodbye.

Tears welling in your eyes, you head towards the back to grab the locking up keys from the managers desk

I can just cry in the car.

As you fumble with the keys a dark figure moves in your peripherals, head snapping to the side your eyes are forced to refocus as you are met with a beast of a man. Suddenly you are very aware of how alone you are in this empty building, on this quiet street after dark. His eyes appear dark in the dim street lighting, his face shows no emotion he stomps towards you making it extremely clear that this man completely dwarfs you.

Oh fuck Mum’s going to be so sad if I die.

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Ch.2

Stepping into the crowded bar out of the chilly night air, a feeling of warmth envelops you. The building is already full to the brim with a combination of corporate employees, the old locals and regulars, not to mention the young rowdy college students, all ready to let go of this week's stresses. You see the orange lights overhanging the bar, old picture frames lining the walls with celebrities no one can name, and worn booths from nights well spent.

As you scan the crowd a familiar red tinge catches your eye, Eve waves you over from across the room, a beaming smile painting her face. Although she is your brother’s girlfriend, you were well acquainted with her in high school. The two of you weren’t the closest friends but you shared classes together, occasionally being paired together for school projects, your friendship didn’t truly blossom until the end of high school. Attending Upstate University together alongside your brother’s best friend William has truly been a blessing, knowing very well that these dreadful months would have been hell without them to lean on.

“Oh my gosh! It’s been too long, gorgeous girl!” William gets to you first embracing you in a breathtaking hug. Eve follows his lead, hugging you tighter than you expected.

“It’s so nice to see you two! What are we all drinking? I'll get us a round.” After placing their orders with you, you walk over to get the bartenders attention.

Leaning against the old wooden bar, boots sinking into the reddish, greyish, brown carpet, you see in the crowd two glowing amber eyes glaring at you from across the room. A chill rips up your spine as goosebumps cover your skin. But just as soon as you saw them they were gone, disappearing into the sea of people.

The drinks arrive and you hurry back to the booth Eve and William managed to secure. Sliding in, you take your place next to Eve, goosebumps still prickle your skin underneath the off-shoulder sweater you pulled out of your car. You take a sip of your (drink of choice), settling into the already rolling conversation.

“Honestly I think Professor Gallagher has it out for me! This is the third time he’s made me redo an assignment.” William complained slouching onto the table, stirring his drink straw methodically.

“Have you considered actually trying?” You retort.

“How dare you!” He cries out sarcastically, “I am a model student.”

The conversation jumps from school to work and as the night ticks on the elephant in the room is becoming harder to ignore.

“So Rick and I are planning a holiday but we have no idea where to go, Eve have you and Mark been anywhere nice?” William says testing the waters.

“Um, I mean we’ve been to Paris a couple times?”

“Something tells me that’s not in our budget this year, but thanks for the rec…” he looks around before leaning in closer, “have you heard from him at all?” His eyes dart between the two of us.

You take the liberty of responding first as you feel Eve tense up beside you at the mention of Mark, “I certainly haven’t, hopefully they will be back soon, I guess it’s hard to gage how long an intergalactic war will take” saying the last part in a hushed tone.

“Yeah I guess you’re right,” he leans back against the soft red booth, “how are you holding up Eve?”

“I mean I knew it would be hard not hearing from him but it feels like a limb is missing, taking leave from invincible inc. has been a welcome break.” She looks down twiddling her thumbs together, “ Unfortunately that has freed up my time to spend every waking hour thinking about him.”

Your heart ached for her and you felt yourself welling up, which only meant one thing.

“Time for another drink!”

The three of you spent the night drowning your sorrows and filling the hole that your brothers had left by leaving. After throwing up in the girls bathroom and having you ‘beautiful angel baby souls’ drag him out of the bar, William decided to call Rick to pick him up. Once yourself and Eve made sure he was safely in the car you set off down the street to see where the night would take you. Although as you continued to walk it became increasingly clear that the black mini skirt and thin black tights, provided you with no warmth.

“We don’t have to walk. I can just fly us home, you know?” Eve stated matter of factly.

“If you’re offering” you slightly slur, as you grab her almost like you're trying to climb her.

“Haha oh my fucking god, no not like that I’ll just carry you come on”

As she lifts you up bridal style, you are in awe of her strength. The two of you make one stop on the way, as you suddenly get the urge to go and don't feel like making it rain tonight. She literally drops you back to your house, as you fall flat on the bed in a great heap a concerning thought crosses your mind…

“Oh god I left my cigarettes at the bar!”

A few blocks away, in Thragg’s new apartment,

It had been a week since Thragg had begun his “training”, Kregg took it upon himself as the most experienced Viltrumite with wooing human women, to complete this training. Progress was slow and tedious and Thragg wanted to know every single detail, from the historical context of human relationships to a complete anatomical study of a human woman's body. Essentially wanting to get theoretical ins and outs before he worked out the practical side of it…

Kregg and Thragg returned to his apartment flying in the large open window. The apartment was very simple, Kregg had hired a decorator to give it a human feel to not scare away human women. There were basic furniture pieces, a few throw pillows and blankets, a touch of greenery and completely essential appliances/utensils.

Tonight was their first practical lesson, Kregg had opted to throw Thragg in head first to human culture as the Grand Regent could surely handle a night out with a small crowd, after all he had destroyed worlds, enslaved millions and fought in great wars. One night out could not shake such a mighty Viltrumite.

Oh was he so devastatingly wrong, the night was an awkward blur of drinking, smoking and Thragg almost fighting multiple people who got in his space. A few women caught Thragg’s eye but they were quickly scared off by his intimidating and abnormal composure, one drunken woman attempted to throw herself at Thragg which unfortunately resulted in a couple of broken bones for her.

In choosing a location for Thragg to base himself on Earth, he chose to be as close as possible to where they suspected Mark and Nolan resided. The time before they returned was getting slimmer and slimmer, it was only a matter of weeks before they would be here assuming nothing held them up. Kregg thought that the location, though potentially compromising, was perfect for their mission. There are a few colleges in the area with young women for potential mates, it seemed optimal for both mating and surveillance.

“Well Grand Regent, that went as good as expected” Kregg said, feigning optimism.

“I am unsure of human customs so I will take your word, but I didn’t manage to procure any ‘phone numbers’ as you said they were essential in gaining the favour of women” Thragg replied monotonously.

“Yes well tonight was a trial, I am certain you will only improve by our next venture.”

“Hmm next venture,” Thragg said walking over to the couch and sitting down, “perhaps from now on I should go out on my own and learn for myself, your guidance has been most helpful but I may have better success on my own. It was quite clear that most of the women were drawn to yourself”

Kregg’s face flushed red “If that is what you wish, then it is done.” He said as he retreated from the Grand Regent's lodgings.

Thragg sunk back into the couch, which looked almost comically small compared to his large frame. He couldn’t help but question what he was doing there, was it truly about the mission or after millenias was he finally wanting something more beyond his inherited mission. From the moment he was born he had been set on a predetermined path and had never thought to deviate from it, in his mind it was not an option. His goal was to breed, it was to ensure the future of his people, but would it hurt to gain some pleasure from doing so. Perhaps these repopulation efforts could be much needed respite for him after hundreds of years of turmoil and loss.

He closed his eyes reminiscing about the night he had, earth women were admittedly quite beautiful but to him they almost all looked the same. An image struck him, a single moment from earlier in the night, where his eyes met a beautiful stranger from across the room.

Description: Alternate universe where Mark has a powerless twin sister, this takes place while season 4 is happening. Chubby female reader, mostly kept her description vague 💞

Warnings: NSFW, swearing, gore, mentions of abuse, alcohol use/smoking, not sure what direction it’s going to go but if it gets freaky I’ll give a heads up xxx

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Ch.1

The scent of the hot coffee resting in your cold hands invades your senses as you lean against the hard wooden bench, gazing across the cafe that will soon be bustling with college students aching to get their hands on a precious cup of coffee, the only thing getting them through the semester. You scull the last dribbles of your coffee, the warm bitter substance your only means for getting through another morning shift and the lecture you’re attending this afternoon.

As you begin your morning routine a pang of sadness hits you, it has been over 7 months since your father and brothers left on their mission. Not even mundane tasks can distract you from the fear that they might never return. Your twin brother Mark who has always been by your side left in a hurry with your father, if you can even call him that, your opinion of him rightfully soured after the revelation of him not being the man you thought he was.

Being a daddy’s girl he was always praising you, he was a perfect attentive father and you completely idolised him, but you felt a shift that fateful night Mark got his powers and you were knocked off your pedestal. From that moment on you were treated differently from your counterpart, as the Viltrumite duo opted to train together instead of spending time as a family. You and your mother Debbie were always there for each other as powerless humans, like how you were there holding her hands inside the GDA as the sounds of your fathers voice permeated in the room, “I love your mother and your sister… but they are more like pets to me.” That word ringing in your mind,

Pet

Your eyebrows furrow together as you continue to lay out pastries in the display cabinet, their warm delicious scent filling the cafe as the morning sun breaks through the large stained glass windows. There is no time to focus on the hurt that was caused, life goes on… feeling ever grateful you were not burdened with such powers, it has saved you from fighting in an inherited war like your beloved brothers. You felt blessed to be home where you belonged, at peace with your lack of powers that cursed the ones you loved.

As you stock up on the final things you will need for the busy morning, your phone buzzes.

EVE: Hey! Are you still coming tonight?

You quickly shoot back a confirmation text as the first customers walk in. From there it is a blur of brewing coffee, doing dishes, taking orders for a seemingly endless line of customers and chatting away with coworkers. Once it hits 12 you snatch your apron off, throwing your sweater on and grabbing your backpack. As you run down the street towards campus you are muttering prayers that your laptop is actually charged or much less in your bag. You finally reach the lecture hall, sitting with a huff in the only place you could find a seat. Once you settle in the vibrations of your phone pull your attention away from the clearly agitated lecturer,

EVE: Awesome! Can’t wait to see you! We have so much to catch up on <3

Reply: Of course! Sorry I've been so busy lately…

EVE: Don’t sweat it, we’ve both had a lot going on.

Of course you are suffering without your twin brother but poor Eve has had it so rough since he left, you have been trying to keep busy by throwing yourself into work and studying but Eve had to move back in with her parents and stop Invincible incs services. Debbie has offered many times for her to crash in Mark’s room, she does so occasionally but you can hear her crying from your room, the image of her curled up on the bed clinging to Mark's clothes flashes through your mind. Luckily all three of you can be sad together, it all happened so suddenly there was no time to wrap your heads around it before they were flying off into space.

The details were blurry for all of you, you knew they were fighting Viltrumites, but you didn't know their names or what they looked like, you couldn't possibly fathom how far away they were and what they were going through. Flashing memories of Oliver’s broken body after his tiff with Conquest makes your heart catch in your throat, I hope he’s ok, you think to yourself. You sit lost in thought, staring out the window up at the big blue sky as your professor drones on and on.

A week prior, on a Viltrumite ship in our sun's rotation

Thragg had preemptively sent a Viltrumite ship to Earth’s solar system, which he had been basing himself at since before Viltrum was destroyed to observe Earth. The great loss was still fresh, replaying the moment his whole world was eviscerated in his mind. The only home he knew… though there was nothing homey about it, as he recalled the intense training regime and cruel culture he helped foster. His own upbringing far from nurturing or kind, his world has always been eat or be eaten.

The moment the remaining Viltrumites regrouped they were Earth bound, infiltrating human society was already on the cards before Nolan forced their hand. What was left of their great empire was currently fraternizing with these lesser beings, the thought of procreating with the humans left a foul taste in Thragg’s mouth. As he stared out at the blue orb in the distance, the source of his anguish, he thought of Mark’s upbringing as Nolan’s spawn on Earth, far cushier and loving than anything Thragg could imagine… pathetic, he thought to himself.

Whilst completely lost in thought his trusted General Kregg, entered the room and announced himself.

“Grant Regent, I received your request for a progress report and have come to personally inform you that our infiltration into human life has been a success. Your loyal soldiers are working tirelessly to fulfil our great mission” and tirelessly working they had been, each having already procured many potential mates to repopulate their fallen empire.

Thragg hummed in approval, but he was seemingly indifferent to this good news.

“Grant Regent, does our progress displease you?”

Thragg let out a great sigh and to Kregg’s surprise he seemed to almost express a pained look.

“Your efforts have not gone unnoticed, it is the unfortunate circumstances of our being here which displeases me," he replied. “It also does not escape me General that while my soldiers are on the forefront I am up here watching idly…”

Kregg raised a brow at this statement, unsure of what his great leader was suggesting.

“... I believe it only makes sense for me to join in your efforts, we must all do our part to lay the foundations for our empire. As much as I despise the thought of breeding with such creatures, I will discover a human truly worthy of carrying my offspring.”

Kregg’s mouth moved to form an understanding “oh,” completely surprised by this revelation, he tentatively begins to explain, “Grand Regent if you don’t mind my saying so, you will need to thoroughly research the humans before you are able to find a mate. Their mating rituals are complex and based on forming proper relationships before consummating, it will take time to acclimate before you are able to even speak with a human.”

Thragg looks down, raising a hand to pinch his eyebrows, as he mutters “then let’s get started.”