Hi! I was wondering if you could please do mauga with a drunk S/O can it also please be fluff? Also can it please be hcâs?â°(*´︜`*)âŻâĄ
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Hi! I was wondering if you could please do mauga with a drunk S/O can it also please be fluff? Also can it please be hcâs?â°(*´︜`*)âŻâĄ
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can i get a smut of top mauga x bottom male reader? you can choose the plot yourself, please <3
The man who sold the world.
mauga x male reader smut
CONTENT WARNING : GRAPHIC SEXUAL CONTENT, VIEW AT YOUR OWN RISK.
- ohmg... i kind of am madly in love with this big boobied man so.... ill indulge you :3
tw : NSFW content, smut written in heavy detail.
your underfell asgoreâŚ.. hand em overâŚâŚ
you don't know how long i've been waiting for this one anon. i got so excited i went a tad overboard with this ask. i care him sm. big and scaryâŚ.
- you meet him at the grocery store. itâs a chain and in the middle of the day so itâs not too busy. most people are at work or at school and itâs the perfect time to come and rummage through the aisles. you decide you deserve something sweet, quickly finding yourself meandering around the cake mixes, far too distracted to notice the king of the underground lumbering towards you until his shadow is blocking the light.
- i imagine you find yourself stuttering under his gaze. its intense, eyes boring into you with a severity you were certain would make anyone else spontaneously combust. large fangs poke out from his jaw. they have to be the size of your hand at least.
- âExcuse me, human. Which of these cake mixes would a child prefer for their birthday.â
- heâs mistaken you for an employee. awkward. heâs holding the mixes for angel food cake and carrot cake, both quite possibly, the worst choices for a kidâs birthday cake. asking for help looks like itâs taking a great toll on him. his expression looks somewhat constipated, like being polite to you is straining in some way. you point him in the direction of funfetti. canât go wrong with a classic. he doesnât spare you a second glance before snatching it up and leaving.
- you run into him about a week later in the same aisle. it looks like heâs waiting for you, casting disgruntled looks around the store. when his eyes land on you, he lets out a heavy sigh, in some sort of halfway state between relieved and irritated. at this point youâre wondering if you should just move to another town. he crosses his arms and you notice his bicep is as big as your head.
- oleander asks you to get coffee with him. he gets tea and when you get coffee, he rolls his eyes. itâs not subtle. he thanks you for your help, his kid loved the cake. you try to be flattered, but itâs hard when heâs spitting the words out like theyâre poison. oleander slides you a piece of paper with his number written on it. you are the first human to not immediately pass out in fear when they saw him, and he needs help being a good father for his human child. logically, you are the best choice for advice. you canât bring yourself to deny him.
- after you get his number, he texts you semi-frequently. at first itâs only for advice, before it eventually dissolves into more mundane things. oleander is a bit of a serial complainer, especially when it comes to the stupidity of humans. donât take it too personally, he hasnât acknowledged it yet, but you are the sole exception save for frisk. he will curse the name of any human who drives below the speed limit, but when itâs you, itâs cute.
- surprisingly, it doesnât take long for you to be one of the only humans on the planet to know that the relationship between him and rose is for appearances only. to say heâs a bit torn up about it would be an understatement. one night you find yourself comforting on your couch him as he drunkenly laments his lost marriage, made especially awkward by your growing feelings for him. you place your hand on his back and tell him you cant offer him any forgiveness, but his desire to be better in the present for frisk matters more than he gives himself credit for. someone truly evil wouldnât care to make that step. oddly enough, after that, you never hear about his ex-wife again unless it has something to do with frisk.
- heâs old fashioned, no surprise there, and subtle to a fault. when oleander begins courting you, itâs hard to pick up on. heâs not as suave as he thinks he is. at first he tries the secret admirer route, leaving anonymous gifts in your mailbox ranging from flowers to fancy jewelry. heâs too good at covering his tracks and itâs near impossible to trace it back to him, especially when heâs acting like he doesnât know anything. itâs his attempt at playing hard to get.
- it isnât until youâre introduced to frisk that you finally get it. frisk is important to him, he wouldnât introduce just anyone to them, so when he offered, everything kind of⌠clicked into place. you ask him if heâs your secret admirer and he fesses up with only fifteen minutes of conversational circles. heâs given away by his teasing smirk.
- dating the king of monsters is not an easy task. itâs all over the papers near instantaneously, much to his deep irritation. however, itâs better to get it out of the way sooner rather than later. he wants to treat you to dinners, make sure your fully wined and dined, he canât do that if yâall are sneaking around. all that matters is frisk likes you and you love frisk. honestly, as long as you and frisk are on good terms, which itâs nearly impossible not to be, rose will just be happy to be ârid of her ex-husband. sheâs a bit cold, but wonât be cruel. the longer youâre around, the less she has to deal with oleander.
- oleander is huge and has a lot of body heat. he can pick you up in one hand like you weigh absolutely nothing, and to him, you do. his claws are sharp, but heâs always gentle with you, his touches so light at first, itâs almost as if he wasnât there. sometimes, heâll brush a strand of hair from your face with a claw. heâs also got a very awkward smile. even when heâs sincere, it doesnât appear that way. most of his teeth arenât just sharp, but giant as well.
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Kinktober (2021) Day 13 | Kink: Face sitting | Character: Asgore Dreemurr (Undertale/Deltarune)
Asgore is such a teddy bear, you know that he's gonna love making you feel good
Warnings: Fem!Reader, NSFW, face sitting
Scumtober- Day 11 (In Heat)
Asgore x Male!reader
You honestly blame the others for this.
How come no one warned you that Asgore was susceptible to going into heat? Looking back at it now, Undyne laughing at you, when you mentioned how extra touchy Asgore was acting this month, was probably your only heads-up.
You were hoping to get some practice baking in today, but you honestly suck ass at it. There was flour everywhere, some egg on the floor, and even some batter in your hair. So when Asgore walked in, you were hoping to get some help...not dick.
You guess seeing you bake really did it for him. He hugged you from behind as he muttered how cute you looked. You thought he was being his regular cute self until you felt him harden against your ass.
You swear you'll get the others for this. But for now, you have a large horny goat man to deal with.

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Fictober - Midnight Hide âNâ Seek (Werewolf!Reinhardt)
Itâs very difficult to make things seem menacing when the piece has a title as fluffy and innocent as this.
This one was really fun to draw and only fortified my love for Daddy Rein. I hope you enjoy!
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You felt your heart thud in your chest as you heard heavy footsteps make their way upstairs. There was was still two doors between you and the predator hunting you but you already knew it couldnât be stopped. You curled farther into yourself in the cramped closet corner you currently occupied; the closet was cold enough to make you shiver and you buried your face in your knees in hopes of warming yourself with warm breaths, as well as to silent your soft sniffling.
You flinched as you heard the strong footsteps reach the stairs; the beast must be nearly in front of the bedroom door now. You waited, another shiver wracking your body as the footsteps ceased.
Suddenly the bedroom door flew open with a thundering crack. You nearly jumped out of your skin, your head snapping up so fast you felt like youâd given yourself mild whiplash. You had to bite down hard on your bottom lip to keep from screaming; you could have sworn that you tasted your own blood on your tongue now.
The beast was visible through the closetâs wooden shades now and you watched silently as it swept through the room, surprisingly graceful for such a large body. Its icy blue eyes glimmered in the dark, giving off enough reflective light to show the outline of a scar across its face. Its ears and nose twitchedâ
And then the hunterâs head snapped towards your direction.
You gasped and suddenly the beast was charging at your last defense, the closet door. You ducked your head and covered it with your arms, bracing yourself as the door slammed open.
âI found you, meine lieben,â Reinhardt grumbled lowly. He was gentle as he lifted you into his large arms and held you against his large chest, and you uncurled from your defensive stance to wrap your arms around his thick neck.
âUnfortunately,â you commented with a pout; he grinned in response and gently nuzzled his head under your chin, causing the fluffy white ears atop his head to flick against your jaw; if you glanced down, you could see the manâs equally fluffy and white tail wagging behind him.
âI could never forget your scent.â The werewolfâs nose pointedly wiggled against your neck as he took in your scent.
âAnd here I thought that Iâd hidden well,â you replied, gesturing to the gigantic sweater of his that you wore. âMasking my scent with yours?â
âYou did well,â Reinhardt encouraged with another bright grin. Then his eyes narrowed slightly and said grin shifted into something closer to a smirk. âIâm just very in tune to your scent.â
You shivered, which your partner noticed. He moved you to be cradled in one of his arms and he took both your hands in his now free one. He brought them to his lips and blew on them, immediately warming you with his hot breath.
âWhy did you choose such a cold space?â He turned away from the opened closet and headed for the bed as he questioned you. âYou feel like a very small and delicate ice sculpture now.â
âIt was a good place to hide in theory,â you responded, settling yourself against him as he stretched out across the bed. âPlus I knew this would be the result.â
Reinhardt chuckled and kissed your forehead, once again wrapping you in his arms once more.
âClever,â he muttered.
âYouâre never seeking again,â you stated.
Ah sorry this one took awhile, but I think it was worth it. Iâm quite happy with how this turned out. It may not be exactly what you wanted, but I hope it works. Its a continuation of the last one I did and it is post fall of overwatch and after they reassembled. Also thereâs a bit of foul language.
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A few weeks after you and Reinhardt had gotten together, he was sent out on a mission. You were in the hangar seeing him off. âBe safe.â You said, knowing full well that in the field this manâs only definition of safe was keeping the team safe at any cost.
He chuckled heartily. âI will try for you, liebe.â He said, also knowing that he didnât need to be safe as long as the team was.
You were slightly worried watching him get on the transport plane, but you had full faith that Ana and Angela would keep him from getting too injured and you knew that Torbjorn, Tracer, and Jack always had his back. That still didnât stop you from being worried.
ââââââââââââ-
Reinhardt cringed as another bullet pinged off his armor while he waited for his shield to recharge. The mission was going terribly, they had been ambushed as soon as they left the plane. Angela was off with Jack and Tracer as they attempted to flank the remaining enemy forces while Reinhardt was shielding Torbjornâs turret with Ana sniping from further away.
The worst part? There were a group of children trapped in a building across from them. âWe must get the children out!â Reinhardt shouted over the gunfire that was pinning them down.
âWe canât now Reinhardt, weâre pinned down.â Ana said to the knight.
Reinhardt was just thankful the enemy forces didnât appear to know the children were there. At least he thought so until he saw a familiar smokey figure enter the building. âI must go.â he said, preparing himself for a charge.
Ana had seen the figure too. âReinhardt you canât, what if you donât beat him this time? What would that do to Y/N?â
That gave the big man pause. He would never think of leaving you alone like that, but his duty was to serve and protect. He was conflicted for a moment, but he knew his decision and that he would make it back to you. Children were the future, he couldnât abandon them. âI will not let him hurt the children.â
Ana and Torbjorn watched helplessly as he charged out into the battle. He plowed over several standard troopers and knocking an abandoned car aside before busting through the brick wall of the building and into the path of the Reaper.
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A couple hours after the strike team left you were heading to the shooting range when you heard the transport returning. Your heart dropped. Something must have gone wrong, they shouldnât have returned for another few hours. You raced toward the hangar to see what happened but only got there in time to see the retreating back of Angela with the medical team and a stretcher. You turned and saw only four exit the transport. Jack. Tracer. Torbjorn. Ana, who was watching you carefully now. Angela was with the medical team. So that meantâŚ
Oh god. Your heart started thumping wildly as you looked toward Ana. She took your arm and guided you to the kitchen where she made you a cup of tea. âWhatâŚâ you paused and swallowed a sip of tea, trying to calm your wavering voice.
âWhat happened?â You looked up at Ana, trying to calm your panic.
âHe tried to take down Reaper on his own.â She answered softly.
You snorted as you took a deep breath. âBrave fool.â you said in a choked voice.
âHe wouldnât have if it were different circumstances.â Ana said as she sat in front of you.
You looked at her, âWhat do you mean?â
âBefore you came around he would recklessly charge into battle to protect anyone without any thought of his own health. Then you joined and you two got in a relationship and now heâs reluctant to charge in. Heâll always make sure heâll make it out of a situation to spare you the grief. He wouldnât have done it today if there werenât children involved.â Ana explained, âYou mean a lot to him and he doesnât want to leave you alone.â
âAh shit.â You said quietly and ran your hand through your hair. Â
You pushed your mug away and rubbed your hands over your face. âI need to see him.â
âYou might not want to see him like that.â Ana warned.
âI donât care, he needs someone by his side and that someone is gonna be me.â
Ana smiled as she stood with you. âYou are perfect for him.â
She accompanied you to the medical wing where you saw Angela just coming out of the rooms and heading to her office. âAh, Y/N, I was wondering when youâd be arriving here.â She greeted as she laid a clipboard on her desk.
You resisted the temptation to take a peek at the clipboard as you replied to her, âHow is he? How bad is it?â
She smiled warmly as she gestured for you to take a seat in front of her desk as she sat behind it. âHe is fine for now, but it was a close call.â
Your hands started trembling as you gripped the chair. She continued, âHe took four shotgun blasts to the chest and torso and one hit to the head before help arrived. His armor took most of the shots but a few shells still landed in his chest. I removed all of them. The force of the blasts on the armor broke a few ribs.â
You took a deep breath as you asked, âAnd the children?â
âAll of them are fine and the parents are grateful to Reinhardt for his heroics.â Angela answered.
âAnd Reinhardt managed to smash Reaper with his hammer as well.â Ana commented from outside the office.
You managed a light chuckled and hurriedly stood to follow Angela as she led you to Reinhardtâs room. âHeâs still asleep and should be for a while, but heâs so stubborn I doubt thatâs the case. Iâll stay right out here if you need me.â She said and opened the door for you.
You nodded a thanks with a grateful smile and entered the room. Angela softly shut the door behind you and all you heard was the machines keeping him alive. The first thing you noticed was the bandage wrapped around his head, flattening his soft white hair. You softly ran your hand over the top of his head to make sure that he was real, that he was alive.
Your gaze drifted down to his torso that was wrapped in bandages and you were glad to see his chest steadily rising and falling. Your hand drifted down his arm and you gripped his hand in both of yours as you sat in a chair beside the bed. His breathing stuttered briefly and a bit of blood started to soak through the bandages, but you werenât worried. You knew he would be ok now. He had to be.
Reinhardtâs hand closed around yours and you looked up at his face to see his eyes opening and looking around blearily before landing on you. You offered a small smile and he gave a weak one back in return. âI am sorry liebeâŚâ he began to say but you shushed him.
âHush, just rest. You donât need to apologize, but please be more careful next.â you said, blinking back some tears.
âI will try for you my love.â Reinhardt said and offered another smile.
You squeezed his hand and leaned in to kiss his bearded cheek. âYou better.â You said with a huffed laugh.
He laughed as well. It wasnât his usual hearty laugh, it was too short and breathy and ended with a wheeze, but it was there. You knew he would be fine.
Your Knight
When Dr. Ziegler asked you if you wouldnât mind doing some nonprofit with her, you hadnât expected to be patching up vigilante heroes in a secret base in Spain. But you didnât regret agreeing. You were doing good, and you had the opportunity to really get to know your patients. Not every nurse was so lucky.
You had your favorites of course. Roadhog was always so quiet and cooperative. Ms. Mei was so sweet and polite. And then there was Reinhardt Wilhelm. The man was, something. Youâd never met someone so tall, so strong. You also hadnât known someone so kind. So noble. So brave. You tried hard to avoid admitting that you had any kind of feelings for him but. Well, he was like a knight straight out of a fairy tale. Hell, he was a knight fairy tale or no. Who wouldnât feel a little bit smitten?
You had years of professional training to keep you calm and collected whenever you were in his presence. And you were often. Even the best missions had him coming home battered and bruised. You knew he had an important job shielding the other agents during battle but, still. So many bruises.
You sighed as you took a catalog of the injuries covering the manâs body. Bruised ribs, luckily not broken. Lacerations on the arms, thankfully donât need stitches. Thereâs a nasty bruise on his leg and a sizeable scrape on his forehead. Not the worst condition heâs ever come to you with, certainly not bad enough for you to wake Dr. Ziegler, or one of the medics. No, you were more than enough to take care of some cuts.
He was so patient as you worked over him, securing ice packs and dressing the cuts on his arms. His eyes never wandered or left you. He never looked like he was thinking about anything else. You had his undivided attention, and he had yours. It was just a professional courtesy, of course. You were a good nurse and a skilled medical care provider but you werenât anything special. You werenât a genius creating medical technology that was lightyears ahead of everything else. You werenât a sharpshooter or an explosives expert or anything like the amazing people that surrounded you every day. There was no reason for you to be noticed beyond what was professionally necessary.
You paused when Reinhardt winced⌠or sighed? Either way, your hand hovered above his forehead. âAre you alright, Mr. Reinhardt?â
âOh, yes I- I am just lost in my thoughts.â He smiled unconvincingly at you. This was never a man who seemed lost in this thoughts. You frowned and flicked your eyes to his cut.
âHow bad was your head injury? Do I need to call Dr. Ziegler?â
âIt is just a scrape, on my own helmet. Your care is all I need.â His smile was a little more genuine now. His eyes focused and steady. His hands twitched slightly at his sides.
ââŚAre you nauseous? Have a headache? Light sensitivity?â You questioned, still not entirely believing him. You moved without meaning to, gently brushing his hair away from his face. Reinhardt stiffened and looked at you agape. Oh. Oh that was a bit familiar wasnât it. You had just done it too like it was nothing like you thought about it all the time. This was mortifying. This was the one thing too embarrassing for your years of nursing. You jumped back, heat leaping to your face, words babbling out of your mouth.
âOh Iâm, Iâm so sorry I didnât, I wasnât thinking and that, Oh Iâm so sorry I didnât mean to make you uncomfortable I just- I just donât want you to have a concussion or anyth-Are you sure you donât want me to get Dr. Ziegler because Iâm sure she has very valid medical opinions and itâs totally understandable if you donât want to work with me that was weird and I am just so so sorry I-â
Reinhardt reached out, grabbing your wringing hands in his. He gently guided you back to his side. He was smiling. It was a soft, gentle, understanding smile. But it was also a relieved, joyous smile. There was a new light in his eyes.
âShhh, shhh. Thereâs no need to be so worried, you didnât offend me. I was just surprised. I didnât think you mightâŚâ He dropped off. Which really just kept your anxiety riding high. Living its life. Going to all the anxiety parties and swapping texts with your mind-numbing worry.
âReinhardt?â
âMay I kiss you?â Reinhardt asked, looking up at you with a worry of his own. Your emotions compounded and threatened to make you cry, laugh, or give some awful combination that would easily ruin the situation. You had 15 seconds before your brain beat you in a dark alleyway and made its decision. So you leaned forward and kissed him. He released your hands, moving to wrap his arms around your waist and pull you close. You slid your hands up his chest to curl your arms around his neck. When you both pulled away you were out of breath, he was flushed pink with the brightest grin.
âYour kiss is everything I thought it would be. Like hearing music for the first time.â He laughed, kissing you again. You giggle with him and finally relax into his arms. All the nervous pressure youâd been carrying with you disappeared in a wisp. It was all mutual.
You felt so light. You covered his face with kisses, delighting in his laugh and the feel of his arms around you. You pause and remember the scrape on his forehead. âOh!â
âOh thatâs nothing, an excuse to see your lovely face. Less fussing, more kissing.â He didnât move to stop you from cleaning the scrape or bandaging it. There would have been no stopping you. Youâd had a patient pull a knife on you and that didnât stop you. Kisses never would. They were nicer though. You really wish people would stop bringing knives to hospitals.
âYou can see me without getting hurt whenever you want, my silly knight.â You snort as you finish checking him over.
âI am your knight, hm?â Reinhardtâs grin broadened and he raised a hand to stroke your face. Light as always, like he was reaching out to stroke glass. You leaned into his hand.
âYes. Mine.â
Hi could you do Genji, Hanzo, Cassidy, lifewaver and Mauga (separately) where they have matching skins with thier s/o
It took some convincing to make these boys match with you, some more than others, but you were determined to be twinsies on the field.
I threw in two extras, as a treat
maybe I cried when phastos &his husband kissed what about it

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me when theyâre a colorful-leather-jacket-wearing speedster who likes twinkies and stealing things: đđŤđĽ°âşď¸
The fact that the Eternals movie confirms that theyâre his family in the MCU as well retroactively makes Infinity War so hilarious
Thanos: my people are extinct
Thena: we moved to earth
Thanos: all dead but me
Starfox: no we just left you behind because you suck
Thanos: sometimes I can still hear their voices
heâs fine
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this is the only Eternals review you need to read
Like big bat, like little bat (Bat-Family x Male reader)
Summary: Reader is the youngest bat-boy (around 5 or 6) and sometimes he gets kidnapped.
Warnings: male reader, fluff, kidnapping
A/n: Will rework it one day
Anon, hope you like it!
Gif credits go to the author!
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⢠Being a kid isn't easy. And being a kid in Gotham also one of the richest is even harder.
⢠As the youngest of the Wayne's children you were an easy target for kidnappers.
⢠But Bruce always made sure that you are safe and had security around manor or your school.
⢠However there are situations that even your Dad can't handle by himself.
⢠Usually if you get kidnapped it's someone with a really good plan to do so.
⢠Mostly it is Joker. But sometimes Ras and Talia participated in scarring the shit out of your father and brothers.
⢠Joker does it to blackmail your father into giving him some of newest Wayne technologies or money.
⢠It always doesn't work out so he ends up in Arkham while you safely get home.
⢠But it's different with Talia.
⢠She is really jealous that Bruce has a real love child with someone that isn't her.
⢠And it drives her crazy so there were few attempts to kill you when she left Damian in Bruce's custody.
⢠Even Damian himself tried to get rid of you because he was "the only worthy blood son".
⢠But after some Dad-lectures from the Bat he stopped thinking about it.
⢠And after a time he got protective over you like the rest of your familly.
⢠So this really shocked Talia when she met Damian's blade while she was trying to behead you.
⢠Ras tries to hold you hostage and manipulate Bruce but it never works.
⢠Your father is too smart to play this games and your brothers are definitely not letting anybody touch you.
⢠Also you are a Bat and have all the trainings despite most of your family being against Bruce's idea of offering you a future Robin position.
⢠So no one can forget the moment when Ras was having a cliche monologue but was interrupted by your sucker punch in his crotch.
⢠It was unexpected even Batman didn't understand what happened at first.
⢠But quickly got to his job when he saw you running free from Demon's Head's grip.
⢠There were some situations where you just got free by yourself.
⢠Like that time when Joker kidnapped you (again).
⢠And left his henchmen with you.
⢠That wasn't his smartest move so you had no problem with sneaking away and getting back to manof in safety.
⢠While your father was beating up Joker to the state of a bloody puddle getting information about your location.
⢠Everyone was surprised to see you in the cave drinking chocolate milk while watching cartoons on Bat-Computer.
⢠"Little bat we almost shitted ourselves! Where have you been?! We thought Joker did something to you!" Jason said running to you to hug.
⢠"I sneaked out and got home" you try to explain while saving your milk from pouring out.
⢠Proud smirk grew on your Father's face when he heard that.
⢠New Robin is definitely going to be a pain in one place like the other ones.

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iâm SOBBING over this. thereâs so many elements here.
of course the bakugou/midoriya relationship progression, not only with each other, but also with all might.
the illustration of their development. bakugou facing backwards until their fight, when they finally become friends and equals, so he faces the same direction as midoriya.
the changing of the day, from the sunny day to nighttime.
all might in the background. in their first three stages of life all might is an ideal to them, something to aspire to thatâs far away. but in the most recent stage (their fight), the one that matters most to their relationship development, all might has finally become not just an inspiration and an ideal, but a real mentor, friend, and confidant.
in conclusion
i am a mess
Gladiolus x reader - Family
A/N: Request:Â Could I if your able get some Gladiolus x reader where he meets the family of his S/O and it goes badly. Like his S/Oâs fam question how they even got into a relationship with him even as far as saying that they must of blackmailed Gladiolus
I accidentally deleted the answer to the ask given by the anon! Iâm sorry, Tumblr being a little shit with the writing format . but here it is! (Also smut may be done if requested)
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It was the day you dreaded the most. The feeling of anxiety and unease would not seem to leave your system, you just had to endure the horrible feeling. It was the day you would introduce your lover, Gladiolus, to your authoritarian parents. It wasnât that you disliked you parents, you loved them in fact but it didnât feel mutual⌠Often times you would feel degraded by their words and be complimented once in a blue moon, it ⌠hurt most times but you endured it with determination to do better.
When Gladio first mentioned the idea of meeting your parents, you began to shake involuntarily from the anticipated lecture you were going to get from your parents. You were deathly afraid of them not approving of him, of them disowning you for loving someone like Gladiolus. At first, you were hesitant at the mere thought of your parents knowing you were dating someone. But you began opening up to the idea of being honest with yourself and them, with Gladio by your side you could get through this without a hitch.
Gladiolus was a smart man. He could see the discomfort that would befall you whenever you would mention your parents and when he suggested the idea of meeting them, his heart clenched from seeing you flinch at the idea. He comforted you during those times, reassuring you that he is there for you no matter what your parents say.
âHey babe, you ready yet?â Gladio asked as he knocked on the door to your shared bedroom before entering.
Before you could answer, you heard your lover gasp and whistle in an exaggerated manner. You averted your gaze as he approached you and placed his larger hands on either side of your hips, bringing you closer to his toned chest. You had to admit, Gladio looked good in a basic crisp white shirt. The tight material complementing the bulges of his muscles as he moved. Even though youâve been with the gentle giant for a while, he never fails to make your face burn from simple actions like these.
âBabe you look damn fine! Iâm one lucky guy to have yaâ He said with a massive grin present. Your cheeks flared up at his compliment. You wore a simple dress that was fitted by the waist and nicely accentuated your curves.
You let out a shy giggle as he pecked the crown of your head.
âYou donât look too bad yourself, handsomeâ you giggle again as you notice a light tint of pink on his cheeks and trail your hand up his chest. You could feel his chest rumble as he let out a heartfelt chuckle. A smile crept at the corners of your lips.
âWe should go before I rip that pretty little dress of yoursâ Gladio smirked, you gasped at his comment then proceed to slap his chest. Causing another chuckle from the giant.
You were filled with a sense of serenity by having your lover by your side as he drove to your parentsâ house for dinner. Your once anxious mind was gone from the gentle squeeze of his hand and the warmth that followed. It was reassuring to say the least and you appreciated his every effort.
There was a comfortable silence that filled the air as Gladio drove. The gentle whirring of the engine was soothing, the music eased your mind and Gladioâs larger hand on yours was nothing but supportive. You smiled, looking out the window and gently caressing his hand with your thumb.
âItâll be fine, babe. Donât over think itâ He said, his eyes glued to the road.
You sighed, then looked at him then back out the window.
âYouâre right⌠I just hope it goes wellâŚâ you say and left it at that.
The rest of the ride went on, without any further thought. Until you pulled up to the drive way that led to the house. Your parentâs house.
Gladio stepped out first, letting you sit with your nerves for a second until he, being the gentleman he is, opened your door. Taking his outstretched hand, you nervously got out, your legs shaking from the anticipation.
He led you to the door way, your hand still intertwined with his tightly. You sighed and looked up at your loving giant for comfort. Gladio gave you the gentlest smile he could muster to ease your worries. Then you rung the door bell and awaited for a response. As every second passed without any answer, sweat began to trickle down your neck.
Before Gladiolus could do anything, the both of you were greeted by a glow of light and a figure obstructing its comforting warmth.
â[Y/n]! How lovely it is to see you again!â you slightly cringed at the false tone of your mother. You felt her silent disapproving gaze until your saviour coughed to get her attention.
âAh! You must be the gentleman [y/n] mentioned. My, arenât you a handsome one. Heaven knows how [y/n] caught you, my dearâ she said, her degrading tone never changing.
You awkwardly shifted as the conversation stopped and she ushered you in, making sure Gladio entered before you. However, you felt him tighten his grip on your hand which caused you to look up at the male. He had a firm smile, the kind you knew he was biting back his words for your sake.
As you were walking to the dining room, you saw your father at the end of the table. Distracted by paper work as usual, he didnât acknowledge your presence. Your mother had announced your presence along with Gladioâs.
âItâs about time, always the late one [y/n]â He said without looking up.
You were about to heave another sigh until Gladio spoke up.
âItâs my fault, sir. The roads were filled with traffic and if we had left earlier as [y/n] suggested weâd be on timeâ He said, a sense of authority followed his booming voice.
This caused your father to look up, cocking an eyebrow.
âSorry, I donât think weâve metâŚâ your father said, eliciting superiority due to his seniority.
âGladiolus Amicitia, a proud officer of the Crownsguard and the personal bodyguard of Prince Noctis. It is an honour to make your acquaintance Mr. [l/n]â Gladio concluded as he held out his hand for your father to shake. You smiled, proud of the title your lover carried with pride.
Your father was visibly taken aback by Gladioâs position as the body guard to the prince nonetheless! Both men shook hands before offering seats to both of you.
You were seated at the table, Gladio beside you and your dad at the head.
âYou know, I had always encouraged [y/n] to join the Crownsguard. It is an honourable position yet I donât know what happenedâ He started, trailing off and not to directly impose any sort of resentment toward you. You looked down at your lap, biting your lip form lashing out and avoiding the direct gaze from him. âI think being the secretary for the prince is an equally respectable position. [y/n] is impeccable at what she does and I find that to be honourable in itselfâ Gladio stated as a matter of fact, you gaped at his words as he looked to meet your gaze. He smiled as he moved a stray strand from your face. You mouthed a small âthank youâ for his sweet words. He returned with another smile.
You had tried to tell your parents of your new position yet they disregarded it as a mundane office job of no one important. If had they listened to your tale, you had hoped they would, at the very least, be happy for your achievement.
âIâŚ[y/n] you had not told us of this!â Your mother acclaimed as she entered with the nightâs dinner.
âI tried⌠but you wouldnât listenâŚâ you trailed off, not wanting to paint your parents in a bad light.
âNonsense child! Had we have known of this, a celebration would be in orderâ she continue to exaggerate and escalate the situation. You sighed, knowing you would not win the fight and caved in.
âItâs no big dealâŚâ you mumbled, Gladio looked saddened by this but remained unchanged in façade.
As the food was set on the table, all of you began to dig in. the atmosphere was filled with an uneasy silence, it almost became suffocating was it not for the sound of utensils clinking against the plates. Then your father spoke.
âI suppose, I should address the elephant in the room.â He said, causing you and Gladio to look up at him in a questionable manner. Your mother coughed awkwardly.
âHow did you two meet? Or rather how did [y/n] seduce youâ He said bluntly. This was it!
âDad! How can you-âBefore you could finish, Gladiolus stopped you with a chuckle. Anger bubbled inside you, with furrowed brow you sat there.
âYou got it wrong there, Sir. You see, it wasnât seduction that drew me to her but rather her eternal kindness and her ability to make anyone smile even the prince! It was everything about her that had me on my knees. Sheâs a strong independent woman that doesnât need someone like me to be happy but I sure as hell need her. So you see, [y/n] is more than you credit her forâ For the second time, Gladio had made your father speechless. His ability to form words to make your heart swell with immense love was unprecedented. It always would bring you to happy tears.
âGladioâŚâ you softly utter.
You heard your father sigh.
âI see, you must really love her then.â He stated.
âI do, dearlyâ Gladio said as he held your hand tightly.
âI suppose an apology is in order then. [y/n] forgive your old man for his old habitsâ your father said, directed to you.
You looked at your lover, then nodded.
âIâŚItâs forgiven and in the past⌠itâs alright dadâŚâ you say softly, looking down at your plate.
With that, you continued to eat whatever was left on your plate. You felt Gladioâs hand on your thigh as a comforting sign. You smiled at him and continued to eat, the conversation passed in your mind.
After dinner, you decided to head home, mentally exhausted from the days event.
In the car, the pair of you let out a deep sigh.
âMan that was exhaustingâ you complained as you rubbed your temples.
âYou can say that againâ Gladio agreed as he started up the car.
âWho knew parents could be so tiring, my head is likeâ you proceeded on making an explosive sound, indicating your head is about to explode.
He chuckled at your antics and agreed.
A few moments of silence passed until you spoke again.
âGladdyâŚThank you for earlier⌠you know for having my back and thatâ you say shyly as you feel your cheek heat up from remembering his words.
âOh that? Donât worry babe, you donât deserve the crap you get from them, to be honest it kind of annoyed the hell out of me but they are your parentsâŚâ he trailed off.
âI meant every word back there, ya knowâ He said, in a more serious yet filled with a passion for you.
âI donât deserve you Gladdy, but man am I happy to call you mineâ you say with as little giggle that pulled at the giantâs heartstrings.
A mischievous idea formed in the bodyguardâs mind as he smirked. He placed his larger hand on your thigh and playfully rubbed it.
âHow about I make you mine tonightâ Gladio smirked as he side glanced at you.
Your face was flushed at the comment which made him laugh.
âWell Iâm not opposed to the ideaâ
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