#human!outsider

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Dishonored (Video Games) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Corvo Attano/The Outsider Characters: Corvo Attano, The Outsider (Dishonored) Additional Tags: Human Outsider (Dishonored), Post-Dishonored (Video Game), Dishonored DOTO, dhkinktober, Smut Summary:

First prompt of the DHKinktober 2025 : bondage ! One shot fic with Corvo and Human!Outsider Enjoy !

Sleep No More by nightlilly

Chapters: 1/1

Words: 7,221

Language: English

Rating: General Audiences

Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply

Category: M/M

Fandom: Dishonored (Video Games)

Relationship: Corvo Attano/The Outsider

Characters: Corvo Attano, The Outsider (Dishonored)

Additional Tags: Literal Sleeping Together, Sharing a Bed, Sharing Clothes, Cuddling & Snuggling, Fluff, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, First Kiss, Getting Together, One Shot, Not Actually Unrequited Love, Human Outsider (Dishonored), Time Skips, Post-Dishonored (Video Game), Post-Dishonored: Death of the Outsider, Temporary Amnesia, Memory Loss, not related to the plot but it’s there, Kissing, Touch-Starved, Headcanon, Sleep

"I do not need to sleep or eat," he said again.

"But you can sleep, right? A short nap can go a long way. Maybe that's why you get these moods of yours - you're cranky."

“Emily!”

The Empress turned around at the sound of her father’s voice and smiled as he approached. “What’s up Dad?” she asked.

“Have you seen the Outsider anywhere? I can’t find him,” Corvo asked, a hint of worry in his voice and eyes.

Emily smirked and crossed her arms. “Why, yes actually, I have. He was in the gardens last I saw.” She pointed behind her with a thumb.

Corvo nodded and then gave her a pat on the shoulder before rushing off to the garden. The Empress simply chuckled and shook her head as she moved on with her day.

It didn’t take long for Corvo to find the Outsider. The young man was standing in front of a hedge with many colored flowers poking out of it. However, there were an over-abundance of purple ones ranging from lavender, lilac, morning glory, bell flowers, and there was even some traces of wisteria woven through the green hedge. Corvo was surprised at just how many flowers there were. The Outsider was standing in front of a collection of them, his hands weaving in between the flowers and plucking certain ones. A small smile was on his face as he was humming something.

The stranger turns, crouching like he's looking for something in the water, and stops, legs half-bent, backpack hanging off his arm. There are large black glasses obscuring his face (aviators, a part of Corvo supplies), but he's looking this way.

 For a moment neither of them move. Then – slowly, very slowly – the stranger raises a hand to his face, and slides the aviators down. His eyes are also very pale.

 “Hello there,” he says, carefully folding the aviators and tucking them into the collar of his shirt. “I didn't expect to find anyone here.”

[part of a series: a domestic zombie apocalypse (or, Let Them Be)]

Submitted by @professormonogoggle