#doug x reader

You’re doing your 4th re-run of the game, it’s late, and you’re not really paying attention to whatever options you’re clicking as you pull up front Dorian for a chat. You accidentally press the dialogue option that lets you leave the house and your heart drops, you’ve made so much progress, and now it’s all going down the drain— but you blink, you wait, nothing happens. Dorian is just frozen there, with an expression you’ve never noticed on his sprites before, the dialogue box is empty and there are no choices. After a few minutes, he sighs—the dialogue frame is still empty— and then you’re forcefully exited out of the interaction. That was strange but, probably just a bug! The game just came out after all, plus it saved your ass big time, so you just saved your game and went to bed.

Most of the time life and work get in the way of your hobbies, and sometimes you’re forced to work overtime for 2 days and not play a single minute of your new favorite dating game. Finally, the weekend arrives, and you boot up the game, the ‘trivia’ that you expect to read every time now only says, “They’ve missed you.” That’s…weird, probably a new welcome back thing the devs implemented to make you want to play more. You finally get into the game and the second you put your dateviators on, Curt & Rod, Betty, and Dorian pop up at the same time. Each of their dialogue boxes empty, and they’re all speaking over each other before the game just crashes.

Odd, you re-start and everything is fine. You go downstairs and aim your glasses at scandalebra, but somehow, Daisuke is the one that pops up on your screen. He does his usual greeting, you’ve already finished his route though, so this glitch cost you a chance. You sigh and skip through before the game stops registering your clicks and Daisuke seems to be staring right at you. Is the DLC doing this? As you’re just waiting, Daisuke finally speaks, “My love, why do you wish to waste time with the likes of him?” he sighed, “I’m right here, all yours, and you haven’t even looked at me for weeks. Are you… bored with me?”, there aren’t any choices you can select.

One time you aim your glasses at Johnny and Amir is there instead. He’s got this… look on his face, he’s blushing, and he just can’t seem to form any words. But trying to click through his empty dialogue does nothing, so you just wait. Before he could even speak, though, your game completely freezes and in seconds you’re somehow in the breaker room? Eddie & Volt greet you like nothing’s wrong, “Live wire! Ah, we’ve missed you, where have you been?” Volt said in this, eerily cheery tone of voice you’ve never heard from him, then Eddie started talking, “not good to ignore your boyfriends for too long, we could start getting jealous, y’know?”

You’re so close to finishing Abel’s story quest, and when you go over to him, you find out that one of his legs has come loose out of nowhere. Tony won’t come and fix it, no matter how many times you call for him. You go over to Tony, much to Abel’s dismay, he looks way more cheerful than you’re used to, “Ah, and to think I thought you’d forgotten about little ol’ Tony for that fucking table. I can’t tell you how much I’ve missed you, want to show me how sorry you are for ignoring me now that you’re here?”

You’re talking out loud to yourself about how this time you’re going to finally romance Keith and when those words leave your mouth your bedroom and bathroom door close themselves shut. You click and click, but Dorian just won’t open. You aim your glasses at him, the only thing he says is, “Sorry, luv, don’t feel like sharin’ you today,”

When you aim your glasses at your fridge, you expect Freddy and somehow the character standing in front of you is… Doug? “Look, I know I’m just a concept made form, but even I need some action time to time from my lover. Get your ass here and stop talking to that hairy fridge. I missed your dumbass.”

You’re talking to Curt & Rod, and you’re pretty sure they aren’t supposed to say, “Look, we know you’re popular,” Curt says, then Rod continues, “and we totally get why… I mean, look at you baby!”, Curt then chimes in, “but y’know, we do want you for ourselves the most. Why don’t you, ignore them for a while and come cuddle up with us? It’s been a while, lover.”

You talk to Mac once first thing in the day, and now the rest of your charges are gone! You try aiming your glasses at them again just to see, and it actually works, “I can get a little possessive, but you do understand, don't you?”

You do not remember about a literal sex scene where Hector and the player (you) are experimenting with temperature play as he’s breathlessly moaning your name when your character shivers, “Ah my love, seeing you so vulnerable all for me while they are watching makes my heart so full that it could burst.”

Somehow, every day a new inanimal goes missing, and you have to spend hours with Mateo to find them, somehow he doesn’t mind this at all, somehow the inanimals look chirpier than ever when you click on them.

You don’t even remember there being a shower feature, let alone how your character got into it, but the way Johnny is looking at you and the way he’s talking about your body like it’s the really expensive looking piece of cake in a bakery window tells you he’s loving this. “You look… amazin’, downright ethereal, am I allowed to… get a feel for myself, gorgeous?”

You’re running.

Not physically. God no. You’re “running” from responsibility by walking in anxious circles around your apartment while holding a mug you reheated three times and still haven’t touched.

Your phone buzzes. You ignore it. Your to-do list stares at you from across the room like a judgmental ex.

And then, like clockwork, comes the voice:

“Well, well, well. Look at this sexy, twitchy little disaster parade.”

You spin around. Doug’s perched on your kitchen counter, legs swinging like a bored teenager, abs fully present and accounted for. He’s holding a spoon for no reason. Possibly to mock you. Probably just because he can.

“Don’t you have anything better to do?” you snap.

Doug gasps, offended. “Excuse you. I am doing something. I’m observing your majestic descent into existential paralysis.” He gestures broadly with the spoon. “Art. Truly. You should charge admission.”

You take a sip of your coffee. It’s still cold.

Doug watches you like a smug cat that just knocked over a priceless vase. “You know you’ve read the same email draft seventeen times, right? At this point, I think you and that apology email are in a committed relationship.”

You groan, setting your mug down. “Why do you always show up when I’m falling apart?”

He shrugs. “Because I’m the hot ghost of your subconscious who thrives off emotional instability and the faint scent of body spray. Also, you left your mind wide open, and I crawled in like a raccoon in a garage. Congratulations.”

You sit on the couch and bury your face in your hands.

Doug drops down beside you. “Look, dork. I know the void is screaming. I can hear it too. That’s kind of my whole thing.” He nudges your leg with his knee. “But if you just sit here marinating in self-loathing, you’re basically inviting me to move in full-time. And I do shed metaphorically.”

You peek at him through your fingers. “Do you ever stop talking?”

“Nope. I’m like the world’s worst motivational speaker. Except instead of making you believe in yourself, I make you hyper-aware of your failure potential. But, like, hotly.”

You roll your eyes. “What’s the point of anything?”

Doug flops back dramatically, arms stretched wide. “Ohhh, there it is. The classic line. The main event. You’re asking me—a metaphysical sadboy with sculpted abs and the emotional range of a Dostoevsky novel—what the point is?”

He grins at you upside down. “There isn’t one, dork. That’s the beauty of it. There’s no cosmic scoreboard, no divine Yelp review. You’re free to screw up gloriously. So why not at least try something stupid before you die?”

You stare at him. “That’s the worst pep talk I’ve ever heard.”

Doug smirks. “And yet, you’re still here. Listening. Interesting.”

You grab a pen off the coffee table. You don’t even know what for. Doug leans closer, his voice low and teasing.

“There you go. Tiny, pathetic act of agency. So brave. So tragic. I’m weeping internally.”

You flip him off. He looks delighted.

You open your laptop. You delete the draft. You start again.

Doug lies across the back of the couch like a morally gray cat, watching.

“You’re doing it,” he whispers. “You’re ignoring me. How dare you grow.”

You smirk. Just a little.

Doug leans in, voice soft, almost… warm? “Seriously, though. You’re not completely hopeless. You’re like… faintly hopeful. Like a moldy slice of bread that might still toast okay.”

You laugh, despite yourself.

And for now, that’s enough. Because the dread is still there. But so are you. And so is Doug.

Unfortunately.

MEAN

we're talking full in charge, dirty talk, degredation, likes making you cry and beg

refuses to be submissive tbh

likes a little bit of push and pull if you decide to do so, but ultimately he's the one in charge

if you let him, is definitely into impact play

HEAVY on overstimulation and edging

pretty much anything that has you exactly where he wants you

likes manhandling

if you have any inkling towards liking his strength or size? he notices and abuses the hell out of it

brushing up against you to pin you against the counter to "grab something for you"

makes comments emphasizing his size

if you jump at him right away, he's not huge on aftercare tbh but the more you have a connection with him the softer he is afterwards

friends with benefits? he'll help you clean up and then either go his own way or watch videos on his phone next to you, occasionally leaning over to show you one that's interesting

actually dating? he brings water, a snack, all the extra stuff

is unironically one of the guys to call himself daddy yuck

Hector

he's REALLY good at project sekai.

one time he tried to play a game with Parker. Parker was eyeing him like a hawk every move he made and he didn't love the constant watching, so uh.. safe to say he didn't play with him again.

I think he unironically LOVES Laufey. like he's listened to every song.

i hc he listens every time your singing a song while doing ur own thing around the house, and he's just adoring your voice through the vents. also he's a firm believer that if you sung a song with deep meaning, then you're fcking shakespeare or something. he just adores you.

he really wants to be friends with all the other objects, but nobody wants to be around him because they think he's weird.

the only objects that are nice to him are Eddie and Volt when he comes to the Breaker Box for a strong drink. after he had to watch you bang another object from the vents.

oh if you ever sang one of those old love songs like 'Can't help falling in love" by Elvis, mf he's SMITTEN. like suddenly the room is so much hotter.

and if ur singing something with the word Valentino in it? oh yeah he's confident your singing about him. like YES sing Good Old-fashioned Lover Boy by Queen! he knows ur talking abt himmm (he's delusional at times)

he LOVES musicals. especially Epic. like dont get him started.

adores steven universe

Doug

LOVES ragebaiting people online. especially when they fall for it

y'know those people in tiktok comments who say "OMG i just came from the other pov" and then NEVER reply when people ask for the @? him.

actually fucking loves ayesha erotica but wont say that.

if u do ANYTHING he's there behind you saying shi like "Don't mess up" then u DO mess up and he laughs.

played fnaf and aced the whole thing without dying. he's VERY good at video games.

secretly plays animal crossing and has a cute island with Sherb on it.

hides your stuff and won't give it back until you ask nicely.

if ur dating, he intentionally puts stuff up high and then lifts you to reach it when you want to grab it. he just wants a reason to lift you

u have a fav plushie u keep on the bed? he's sending you videos of him punching it whenever your out. unless its teddy. teddy scares him

he eats the food you keep saved. Freddy has started refusing to let him in.

Regina Rejection

He laughs every time you fall, but is actually quick to help you up.

He's the one who helps you pick your outfits. he insists you trust him with your clothes and not Amir, Harper, Dirk, the Hanks or like.. anyone else.

if anyone talks shit about you, he's THERE. like a lawyer in court. except instead of being calm and all that he's yelling and throwing the most NASTY comebacks at them. he's ur number one defender.

makes fun of everybody. EVERYBODY. he doesn't give a fck how nice they are.

blasts Lady Gaga and Madonna every time he's in a room alone.

he LOVES cats. especially the mean and violent ones, and they somehow adore him.

wears nothing but heels.

if ur on a date and some loser calls out some insult at either of you, probably at him since he wears dresses and heels and people hate that for some reason, he always has the most deadly comeback that always leaves the one who yelled first silent. like yes stfu.

OH AND IF SOMEONE CATCALLS U? he's throwing whatever he can at them, it's probably a water bottle he has on him or a rock or sumthing. it WILL hit them in the face. after that que him laughing whilst walking away with u

hates most old people, except for the ones who shit-talk. he shit-talks with them.

if ur feeling insecure, he's PRESENT like you summoned him or something. he's always there to reassure you and build your confidence.

Parker Bradley

after he realized he scared Hector off when they played that game together, he almost begged you to move him to the living room or something to avoid the awkwardness of being right across from Hector.

like Doug, he'd incredible at video games.

plays overwatch. He mains Junkrat and might be the only person ever to be happy to lose. he's just excited to play games, especially with you. its when he sees someone with aimbot or something, then he gets mad. probably reports the person at least twice.

he loves smosh. LOVES it.

he plays dress up, and he's like fully into it.

will not touch a pickle. you can't make him. if u get mcdonalds or something and they put pickles on his burger, he's standing behind u angrily whilst you tell the cashier he asked for no pickles.

don't give him a lollipop, mf just chews it. but he'll ask for lollipops all the time. he likes how it breaks when he bites them.

he bites stuff a lot, you included, so his teeth are really strong.

take him to a carnival and he'll jump for joy. literally. he's forcing you to play every single game with him, and screaming like a girl on all the rides. he's happy tho.

same thing with arcades. if he sees someone climbing the game to just put the ball in to get more points, OH he's raging.

he will bite you btw. sorry, he just will. at least once.