self indulgent but husband!dex x teacher!reader hcs bc im at work and Yearningโฆ
when you come home he always has dinner ready and your lunch packed for tomorrow and already laid out a freshly washed silk pj set for you
he worked too, just not in the same way. he was a hit for hire and even though it was dirty work, it never took up his life as much as your job did you.
he always gives you a massage, asking you about your day or telling you about his when you feel nonverbal.
he asks you if you wanna watch a movie/show or read a novel with him. he lets you take charge of where the night goes, even if hes the one the one that started this ritual.
one day you tell him its teacher appreciation week, showing off all the goodies you got from parents and coworkers alike. โthats great babyโฆ but do i not give you what you need already? am i not enough?โ he says in a fake sad tone to garner reassurance from you.
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Hello! I was wondering if you can do something with dex from zombieverse? I recently finished the show. Maybe like a zombie au version with fluff? Like how they protect each other and like little sweet simple cute actions if that makes sense like when she gets cold etc ๐ญ I feel like dex is being slept on since I haven't found anything like an x reader. He deserves some love ๐
hi! hi! hi! thank you, thank you, thank you for requesting him!!!!! I've been wanting to write for him since I saw the show and how hot he was!! I really hope you enjoy this and feel free to request more of him in the future!
summary - the apocalypse strikes out of nowhere while you are shopping, thankfully there's a good-looking man that rescues you and makes you fall for him in a short amount of time.
warning - zombies.
I couldnโt find a gif, the picture isnโt mine:(, divider by @newlips (deactivated)
You thought going out and getting some essentials from the grocery store was going to be fine, what you didnโt expect to see was people being attacked or dragged into the back room with your hand still gripping your bag. โHey! Hey! Whatโre you doing?!โ You yell, slapping whoeverโs hands are on you only to stare wide-eyed at a zombie coming in your direction, a small scream escaping you. โOkay! Keep dragging me! But quickly! Weโre gonna die!โย
You both make it into the room, door slamming and you turn to finally look at who it was. Your eyes widen and your jaw falls to the ground. โHoly shit, youโre hot!โ If it was even possible, your eyes widened even more, slapping your hand over your mouth as the rest of the people in the room laugh. You quickly bow your head and move over to the table taking a seat.ย
Thirty minutes go by and everyone has come up with a plan. You canโt help, but sneak glances at the man in the green tracksuit only to turn away flushed when he continued to catch you. Someone snaps you out of your thoughts with a groan, complaining that they are hungry. โOh!โ You pull your bag up, waving it around as thereโs some snacks and drinks packed inside. โI remember packing this in here so I didnโt have to grab a basket. Here.โ You hand it over, watching them tip the contents out and go through them, sneakily you grab a bottle and some food before making your way over to the man that saved you. โExcuse meโฆโย
He turns, staring down at you. โI thought that you might like some before itโs all gone.โ You hand the food and drink over shyly. Dex smiles, taking them from you.
โThank youโฆ I am Dex, by the way.โย
You grin, โY/n. Thank you for saving me.โ You continue to stare into each otherโs eyes, only looking away when someone clears their throat. You both turn and pay attention, you feel a soft poke causing you to look over your shoulder and see that Dex is offering you some of his food. You didnโt know it was possible to fall in love so fast.ย
โHuh?โ
Your eyes widen even more. โHuh?!โ Your head whips around, seeing everyone is staring at you with their eyes wide and jaws dropped. โDid I say that outloud?!โ The women begin to giggle, covering their mouths before they direct the attention back to their planning.ย
Dex taps you again, looking down at you with a gentle smile. Without any words, he offers his drink and you feel yourself become flushed when you realise heโs already taken a sip and itโs like you would be kissing him. You didnโt know what was wrong with you, you had only just met this man and youโve already confessed your love and now your thinking about kissing himโฆ He was very handsome though. โThank youโฆ Iโm sorry about beforeโฆโย
He waves you off and you swear your heart nearly leaps out of your chest as his eyes drift over you, checking you out. Time passes, you and the remaining survivors have made it into a truck, tucked away in the back as two members of the group sit in the front, driving. You shiver, you werenโt expecting to be out all night so you didnโt dress for when it got extremely cold, your head was also drooping to the side from how tired you were, but you didnโt dare sleep. You didnโt want to fall asleep incase something were to happen.ย
You donโt notice the recently nominated leader beside you, watching you or that he unzips his green and white jacket until he places it over your shoulders, giving you a smile. Dex pats his shoulder, pulling you closer gently as you rest your head against him. Slowly drifting off into a peaceful sleep, he smelt so good even though youโd been through so much. The group watched as you slept and Dex stared at you with a small smile on his face before looking out and watching for danger. Something inside him wanting to make sure you werenโt in danger.ย
You wake when the truck comes to a stop, squinting out you notice there is another truck and a car blocking the road. Everyone gets out and you pull Dexโs jacket closer to you, slipping your arms through the sleeves so that you arenโt so cold. โWhatโs happening?โ You cover your mouth as you let out a small yawn, leaning your head against his arm, subconsciously.ย
โWe canโt get through unless we move them, but weโve noticed that this is a delivery truck so weโre going to check for essentials.โ You nod, listening to him.
โWhy donโt we just drive around? There is enough room?โ You look at the road, wondering how you are in a group of not the brightest people. โBut we take the delivery truck. We could either fit inside or find a secluded place to look through and find what we might need.โ You look up at him, noticing heโs staring down at you with a look of admiration. โWhat?โ
โMaybe you should be leader.โ You shake your head with a small smile, โI mean it. We could lead together? Iโm sure that the group would allow it.โ He nods to himself and you stare at him, this is the most heโs talked this whole time together and you only just realise he talks the most when heโs around you and no one else.ย
Lee Si-young appears behind you. โI am happy to give up my position, I didnโt really want it in the first place and you two seem like a better team.โ She smiles and before you can think about thanking her, she disappears.ย
โZombies! Quick!โ Dex wraps his arms around you, moving you away just in case. You whack him.
โYou dumbarse, if you are protecting me, whoโs protecting you?โ Your cheeks puff out, glaring up at him.
โShh, get back into the truck.โ You comply, something in his tone makes you want to obey him and only him.ย
You guys manage to get both trucks and drive to somewhere where it looks safe and secluded before you all begin to search the delivery truck. Dex finds some chocolates and begins to make his way over to you, clearing his throat so you can turn your attention toward him.
โYeah?โ
โHereโฆโ He hands them over, looking down at his feet and your face heats up, a soft smile appears as you gently take them from him and grab his hand, pulling him somewhere away from the group and you sit, pulling him down with you.ย
You open the packet and hand him one, your eyes connecting as you both take a bite of the chocolate. Neither of you notice that the group has hidden behind something, heads peaking out as they all watch you with giant smiles on their face.
Anonymous said: Hi!! Can I request some more Poindexter x reader? Iโve read ever fanfic on this website and Iโm so sad that the amount of fanfics for him is so limited! Maybe some more dark, Dex stalking the reader but the reader falling for Dex and everything goes according to his plan! Iโve fallen down the Dex hole
AN: Itโs been a while since Iโve written for Dex! I hope I did him justice! (I will forever be bitter that we will not see him and DareDevil in the same way again)
This was not part of Dexโs plan. Hell, the idea of it set him on edge. With his occupation, his senses were used to overloads. The sound of gunfire and flashing lights did little in the ways of hindering him during his working hours. Outside of his schedule, well, it was different.
Different meaning near piercing. There was noise everywhere. Crashing, geering, shattering, all of it all at once. It took everything Dex had not to cover his ears. That day he learned that he hated arcades. There was nothing worth the smell, the sounds, any of it.
Except you. You were worth it all and that confused him.ย
How could someone like you, all collected and cool, work at a place so obnoxious? The answer alluded Dex, taunted him, teased him with the tilt of your smile. When he learned where you worked, he almost lost his tether to you. Yet, he found himself watching you smile at people under the neon lights and assault of noise almost daily now.ย
Dex pulled the brim of his cap down as he stepped further inside. You were behind the ticket counter bartering with a gaggle of loudly dressed children. Despite how annoying they were, how annoying Dex assumed all children were, you were smiling. It, no, you amazed him. If he could, he would watch you smile like that all-
โFuck off, loser!โ
โHey!โ
Dex forced himself to take a long, barely steadying breath before turning to face the high-pitched yelling. When he finally opened his eyes, his gaze was assaulted by the flashing, gold lights of โShoot โEm Up Hoopsโ and the pair of children fighting there. An older looking girl was pushing away a younger boy until the basketball in his hand fell. The orange ball rolled over to Dex, bouncing slightly, almost to the beat of the gameโs music.
โYou canโt shoot for shit.โ
Dex reached down, hands gripping the ball tightly as he listened. The young boy was growing red in the face, tears welling up in his eyes. For a moment, Dex saw himself. He could feel the sting of rejection and twinge of fear as if it were his own.ย
As if to prove that he was real, that the boy he once was was truly no more, Dex effortlessly threw the ball. His aim was sharp as always, the impact ever-so satisfying. There was a sudden silence around him as eyes turned to study him; but Dex was focused on the ball, where it had hit.
So neatly, the ball ran circles around the edge of the hoop before dipping inside. The older girl stared at him wide eyed as points were awarded to the younger boy. It was just enough to put the boyโs score ahead, winning the game. The children turned then, still in a stunned silence, to study Dex. The girl looked furious.ย
Slowly, Dex walked up to the pair, crouching down before them. He locked eyes with the girl and he could see her resolve melting. Now the fear was hers.
โCheating will get you no where,โ Dex said lowly, โbecause there will always be someone better than you.โ The children blinked at him, dumbfounded. โRun along now.โ
Dex stood up as the two kids ran off. With a little more quiet, he found himself set a little more at ease. He turned his head only slightly to peer back at you. For a moment, in the din of jingling tokens and game sound effects, Dex swore you were looking at him. Yet, with his senses so overwhelmed, he convinced himself he imagined it and turned away.
Just leave, he thought, just fucking go. There was other things he could be doing, new regimes he could follow to distract himself from you. Hell, the new routines could even prove to be grounding. Dex needed stability. He turned to glance back at you.
You were talking to a frazzled looking mother and a very young girl pointing at a stuffed pony. Despite the obvious annoyance, you were smiling. It was a steady smile, one that Dex would have to practice in the mirror to get just right. You were the stability he lacked and Dex couldnโt leave you.
He let out a sigh and eyed the tokens that rest beside the โShoot โEm Up Hoopsโ game. The dumb kids left them there. They wouldnโt be back for them and Dex had time to kill before you shift ended. He would walk you home, well, a few paces behind, then. He had to make sure you were safe. There was too much going on, too much at stake.
Leaning down, Dex picked up one of the tokens and stepped up to the game. The coin slid into the slot and the gameโs music started up again. He picked up the ball as the timer began and took aim. With an ease that never needed practice, Dex made a basket.
Many, many baskets later, and Dex took note of how much the noise in the arcade had died down. Most of the evening crowd had funneled out the door when the first stars began poking out in the dark sky. Now, it was a scattered few teenagers and desperate adults clinging to what they could; and Dex. Though, he was clinging to something, someone, too.
But your shift still wasnโt over yet so Dex continued racking up the points in โShoot โEm Up Hoopsโ. It was so easy to get lost in the movement. Though, it wasnโt as fluid as throwing knives or axes. It reminded Dex of a simpler time. A time when-
โAre you bored yet?โ
Dex felt a rush of heat wash over his back and shoulders. Slowly, he turned around to see you, with those eyes of yours, studying him. Dex gripped the basketball tightly as an automated voice entreated him to continue on with the game.
โIโฆโ
โYouโve been shooting hoops for a while now and weโre closing in a few minutes.โ
โOh, sorry, I just,โ Dex set the basketball down to mask the shakiness of his voice. He needed to get a grip. โI just lost track of time.โ
โItโs alright,โ there was that smile again. Dex felt his lips pull up too, just a little. Every other sound around you melted away then, leaving him just with you.ย
For a moment, he thought maybe he could smile and mean it truly. Before he could, suddenly, your eyes widened and Dex felt like he was going to be sick. Did you recognize him from all the times he had snooped around? This was it. This was his worst fear realized: he was going to lose you before even knowing you.
โYou have a ton of tickets! I didnโt even know that โShoot โEm Upโ could grant that many! Do you want to exchange them?โ Dex traced your gaze and saw the mass of tiny, connected slips of paper spilling out of the machine. How long had he been playing?
โI-sure. Yeah, Iโll exchange them.โ
You were smiling at him again and Dex felt his chest tighten. Wordlessly, he followed you to the counter where he had seen you working before. The stuffed animals along the wall were largely picked over save for a large giraffe and a few colorful creatures Dex didnโt dare claim to know. The display case too was sparse aside from an array of tacky rings. As you moved behind the case, Dex piled his tickets on the counter.ย
โCan you find the end of your tickets for me? I can put them in the machine to count them then.โ You were cleaning up as you spoke and Dex couldnโt take his eyes off you. So close, so terribly close. When you turned around, Dex forced himself to look away.ย
โYeah, yeah, sure.โ Dex began to fumble with the tickets. After a moment, you stepped closer to him, hands reaching out near his.
โHere, let me help you.โ
You began skimming the edges of the tickets with your fingers, searching, as Dex was, for the stub-end. At one point, your hand brushed against his and he swore that a jolt of electricity jumped between your bodies. Eventually, you found the end of the tickets and fed it into the counting machine. The silence was filled by the sound of the tickets being eaten up with a horribly robotic crunching sound emanating from a nearby speaker.ย
โIโve seen you around here a lot.โ You did recognize him. Dex tried to keep himself steady; something that came easier, somehow, with you so close.ย
โYeah, I, my friend told me about this place.โ It was a lie that he had practiced. He thought of Nadeem. A friend. โHis kid had a birthday here.โ
โYou have kids?โ
โNo,โ Dex couldnโt help the laugh that bubbled up his throat. It was a bitter one but he muscled through it. โI donโt. Probably shouldnโt.โ
โAfter working here,โ you sighed heavily, โI think you might have the right idea. Theyโre a handful. I mean, that kid you stopped from bullying the other one, earlier. Kids can be mean.โ
โYou saw that?โ So, you had noticed him, watched him even. A spark of hope set Dexโs veins aflame. The feeling only intensified when he noticed a wave of shyness hit you. You were curling in on yourself slightly now and all he wanted to do was reach out to you.
โYeah, they were causing a bit of scene. If it wasnโt for you, I would have had to go over and separate them. So, uh, thanks for doing my job. It was sweet of you too, defending that boy.โ
You met his gaze for a long moment, only breaking the contact when the ticket counter read off a total that Dex would be embarrassed to admit. He had gotten himself into a zone, honed focus. โShoot โEm Up Hoopsโ had officially proven itself to be a dangerous game.
โHow did you get that many?โ You asked in disbelief.
โWould you believe me if I said I played sports as a kid?โ Dex bit the inside of his cheek. It was really a lie. A partial truth. He couldnโt remember the last time he had played any sport.ย
โI mean yeah,โ you shook your head, โyou might want to consider going pro.โ
Dex put on a smile, though it was easier with you to wear it. โIf the arcade plans on hosting a tournament, let me know. Iโll be the first to sign up.โ
โI could add you quicker if I know your name,โ you pointed out. Dex couldnโt help but pick up on how soft your voice had sounded. Your lips formed the words so carefully, almost as if you too had to practice what you were going to say.
โDex,โ he replied. โNice to meet you, Y/N.โ
Your eyes widened. โHow did youโฆโ
Shit. Dex could feel the ground beneath his feet begin to crumble. His eyes danced along your face, your neck, your chest, and then he saw it. His way out.
โItโs on your uh, name tag.โ
โOh, yeah, sorry. Iโm just-long day and all.โ Dex smiled at your new nervousness, a smile that, for once, felt almost natural.
โItโs alright, youโve got good reason to be paranoid.โ You met his gaze then, an eyebrow raised in question. โKids can be mean, and all.โ
โYeah,โ you let out a breathy laugh, one that made Dexโs insides feel light as air.ย โSo, you have a around a two thousand tickets. You can get just about everything, except for the giraffe.โ
โDamn,โ Dex leaned against the counter, trying to be more comfortable. โThat was what I wanted. Just a few tickets short...anything you recommend?โ
โWell, thereโs these,โ you pointed at the rings in the display case. โPerfect for a engagement, if you ask me, and then thereโs these.โ You stretched your arms up to the stuffed animals fastened to the wall behind the counter. โYou could get a few of those.โ
โHmmโฆโ
Dex felt a twinge in his stomach. There was pulling, a coaxing, in his chest. He knew most people called it bravery but Dex knew it best as adrenaline. It was just a chemical reaction in his body taking place as it should; but with you, he could almost believe is was something more.
โHow many tickets for having coffee with you sometime?โ The question fell from his lips without a second thought, something Dex started to regret as you fell silent. โThat was...I was too forward. Iโm-โ
โA hundred tickets,โ you murmured. Dexโs heart began to race.
โJust a hundred?โ
โAs long as you buy the drinks.โ
โCoffee, tea, you name it,โ Dex replied. A half smile pulled at his lips. There was no faking here, no mask in sight. Right then, it was just you and him.ย
โWell then,โ you held out your hand, โhundred tickets please.โ
โGladly,โ Dex said, handing you what looked like a hundred or so odd tickets. It was finally paying off. The weeks of waiting, watching, and studying was all finally gathering into one moment. One agreement, one minute of Dexโs life that he would treasure forever.
You ripped off one of the tickets and grabbed a pen. Dex watched as you scribbled something on the tiny slip of blue paper. When you were finished, you handed it back to him.
โHereโs my number. Let me know when youโre free.โ Dex took the slip from you, his finger tips brushing slightly against yours.ย
โThanks,โ Dex said, gripping tightly to the paper. He looked up and met yours eyes. You were staring at him but not in the way he was used to people staring at him. Normally, when people looked at Dex, it was because he wasnโt normal. People could sense it and Dex knew that you could too; but you smiled, stared at him softly anyway.ย
โIโm glad you didnโt get bored.โ Dexโs brows furrowed. โBored with โShoot โEm Up Hoopsโ that is. You stuck around.โ
โYeah, I am too.โย
Yes, Dex thought, he couldnโt have planned it better than this. He was willing to take this slow for you. Coffee first, stability later. He could never get bored with you.ย
you would honestly have to corrupt him into being into it
threatening him with breaking up if he doesnt let you cuck him!! pouting and fake sobbing so he feels bad and lets you.
tied up in a chair, watching you get railed for a good 3 hours by matt murdock. hes squirming and sobbing with a pathetic hard on watching his baby have sex with someone else :( seeing how good they feel by another man.
he could break out of the restraints if he wanted to but hes so pathetic and eager to please you that he doesnt. he sits there and takes it because hes so scared youโll leave.
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summary - the apocalypse strikes out of nowhere while you are shopping, thankfully there's a good-looking man that rescues you and makes you fall for him in a short amount of time.
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Warnings and Reminders - Please do not plagiarise, copy, repost/republish, adapt, or translate any of my work on any social media platforms, apps, or third-party sites. The only platforms I post my work on are: Tumblr and Wattpad. I do not own any character of any franchise (Marvel etc.) All my works are fiction and may be dark or triggering content: READ ALL WARNINGS BEFORE PROCEEDING.
