#overpowered

Summary : Following an argument, you accidentally morph Reacher into somebody new, a version that is too taunting for your shy nature to handle.

Warnings : this is for my ladies who like being told what to do, who like to be thrown around and....manhandled..? DO NOT READ IF ANY OF THOSE THINGS BOTHER YOU!!!! Also near death experience and a violent fight scene.

A/N : oof!! I hadn't realized the show was back on until i noticed the amount of likes my Reacher fics were getting 😂😂 thanks you thirsty little h-

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"Easy-easy easy easy easy...." The words slipped out of Reacher's lips toned with unease, hurried as he slipped the gun out of the back of his jeans.

He pointed his firearm at the man who was threatening to end your life and you huffed a breath of irritation, to which Reacher cocked his head.

Now's not the time, his expression said and he wasn't wrong. You were held in a chokehold with a gun to your throat. One wrong move, and your brains paint the ceiling.

It was like the two of you were telepathically talking. He understood that huff. It meant "fuck off." And he didn't like that. But neither did you like him trying to save you.

And to prove him wrong, you swiftly snatched the gun from your kidnapper's hand, spinning to face him but just as you turned, a firm kick to your stomach sent you staggering backwards, knocking the wind out of lungs. In a quick motion, you grabbed the man's shirt, pulling him over you as you spun around, bringing him down to the ground with you on top of him.

You had the upper hand for a moment, until he reached down, bringing a gun to your face. But before he could pull the trigger, Reacher snatched the gun from his hands, crushing the man's face underfoot.

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Groans of pain slipped through your lips as hot water ran over your body, penetrating the countless cuts adorning your skin.

You had been in the shower for a while- and it wasn't just your insatiable love for pain-like that wasn't sufficiant-but also about the only way for you to avoid the grumpy giant taking up your personal space outside the bathroom.

Reacher couldn't get another room so he had to stay with you.

The problem was, your bed is tiny, the room is even tinier and you're quite the claustrophobic gal (that's a lie, it's just not fun being stuck in a room with fucking babadook)

As you tuck the end of your towel against your chest, you opened the door to the bedroom, bringing the towel closer to you in a somewhat protective manner, like that small thing was a shield.

You wouldn't dare look-you'd never- but you managed to get a few sideways glances as you headed for your bag. He was sprawled out on the bed, legs stretched outside, seemingly comfortable, too damn comfortable.

"Sounded like you were having way too much fun in there"

He cut through the silence with words that could only have you cock your head to the side.

"what?"

"You spent 43 minutes in there." He explained. "And i've had to put up with your moans for 43 minutes. Two more minutes and 1. I'd be deaf and 2. we'd have the water people busting in on us."

Uh!!! The audacity of this muscle mass of a man-

"You think you're so funny, huh, Reacher?" The thin overused towel covering your body undercut the rage lacing your voice.

"In fact, i do."

"Well, you're not." You nodded. "And you don't have to keep compromising my every fucking mission. I can save myself. I DID. NOT. NEED. YOU."

Reacher squinted his eyes at the sound of your voice. Too loud. Too much stimulation for one day. He huffed. "Clearly." His stone cold tone hit like a punch to your stomach as it twisted with anger.

"Well first of all, there's no reason for you to be raising your voice, even less cursing at me."

You scoffed, slouching your shoulder in what you thought was relief, like the tension had finally been broken. Little did you know, the fun had'nt even begun.

"What are you- 5?"

Despite the roughness in your voice, your chest heaved with anxiety as the man's body stiffened. He jumped off the bed and you unconsciously backed away, earning you a sudden sparkle in his eyes and a triumphant smirk. You wished you could smack that off of his damn face.

"You know what then-" Reacher cut through the room. It felt like he was walking in slow motion. And you were...very painfully aware of his divine body. How his arms hung awkwardly by his side. Of course they would, there's no room for all those muscles.

But before you could move, Reacher had cut through the room and had you stuck between him and the side of the couch.

"5's the number, then." He regarded you with a look in his eyes that you couldn't quite decipher. His eyebrow etched slightly- anticipation-

"Number..?" The question slipped out of your mouth before you could think about it, uncertain and hesitant.

"The number of smacks your ass is gonna get if you speak to me that way again."

You faltered, shifting in place as a rush of adrenaline coursed through your body and down your crotch.

"Wh..What?" Heat flushed your cheeks and your thighs involuntarily clenched closed.

"You heard me. Now speak to me that way again."

He dared you, his eyes glinting with excitement, causing a tiny whimper to escape your throat.

You hated yourself for that. Oh that was bad. And you're not going to apologize, yet your heart erratically hammered in your chest, like it wasn't ready for..whatever was about to come.

"I'm waiting." Reacher prompted, and you shifted in place once again, tugging the towel tighter around your chest, leaning away as nerves had you biting the inside of your lips.

"You expect me to believe you?"

You mutter, the defiance in your voice..shaky at best, earning yourself an even wider smirk that further corroborated your loss. There goes your dignity, swallowed whole.

You never back away easily. Never. But his presence had you flustered, legs trembling, pussy probably wet. And as much as you'd loved to get your stuff pounded by him, being towered over, helpless like this left your knees wobbly.

You're not scared of him. He's just...scary.

As though reading your mind, Reacher leaned in closer, his breath cold against the warmth of your flushed skin.

"That's what i thought." He taunted, his eyes drifting to your lips and you underplayed your quickening breaths, holding yourself back from clawing at his lips. You know you're vulnerable and wet. And he knows it too.

"I'm not playing your silly games." You swallowed hard and ducked past him, slipping away like a cat.

And as you hurried towards the bathroom, his voice chased you, still taunting. "Uh-uh." Reacher drawled, amusement still ghosting his voice.

You closed the door shut and backed against it. My god, What just happened?

"Not playing my silly games, huh?" His voice came through the door. "You've already started."

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Recently i got into Naruto and holy shit seals are absolutely amazing so i thought.

Seal Master Male Reader x Husband!Viltrumite

Before and beginning Season 1 invincible. Meaning Mark is 17 in the beginning of season 1.

Just imagine it you are a seal master and can bend reality with the right Seal.

You could be from the Naruto world but accidentally end up in another universe due to a seal mishap or a last survival resort.

So now you are in an alternate world of the Invincible universe, not Mainstream. There you make yourself a new normal life and everything was amazing what with your skills helping you forge everything.

Now you can do whatever you want in this new world! As the only Seal Master no one will find you out. No other enemy ninjas hunting you down or being sent on dangerous missions.

You could open a café, restaurant, flower shop, anything you want.

So imagine your surprise at randomly finding an injured handsome man in your backyard or smth.

For some reason your instincts told you not to tell anyone about him. So you took him in and nursed him to health with your medical seals.

The strange man woke up at your warm touch on him. It was a bit chaotic once he fully woke up. He tried to threaten you but you made quick work of that with your paralyses seal.

You don’t know why you still helped him after that but you did. At first he was weary what with him being so easily apprehended by a not viltrumite person but you grew on him.

Thanks to your seals on your backyard no human found out about the strange person now living in your home alongside you.

Of course you have a lot of seals everywhere around your home. Some for privacy, protection or simpler things like keeping your food perfect.

You used your seals to create an earth identity for him. So that you wouldn’t be interrupted.

It worked since you are a genius with seals and other ninja skills.

AFTER THE VILTRUMITE WAS FULLY HEALED

Despite being fully healed the viltrumite stayed there. After some time of growing closer and trusting each other you started learning things about each other.

He learned about your favourite seals, your favourite food, what made you laugh and many more things.

In the beginning he was struggling because of his viltrumite side being confused why those things mattered but he couldn’t help but want to learn everything about you.

It made him feel all warm and different than every before.

You learned about his heritage and what was expected of him as a Viltrumite. How he landed here because of a fight against another viltrumite gone wrong. How he only survived because of your seals.

Thats how badly it went wrong.

Over years you guys grew closer. Until 5 years later you were married.

It was beautiful with you creating a seal that allowed you to live as long as your Viltrumite Husband.

You two were so disgustingly in Love❤️

YOUR FAMILY?

It didn’t take long for you two to start looking into adoption which your Viltrumite Husband was surprisingly very okay with.

Anything as long as your happy.

So you visited adoption agencies everywhere but couldn’t find any child you really connected with.

Sure they were all so cute but you simply didnt connect.

For a while you thought all hope was lost but then you both found one.

While shopping outside in a market you heard cursing and turned around.

There on the other side of the street a small child was protecting a baby cat from a drunk adult.

The small child was fierce and obviously homeless.

You and your husband stepped in before the drunk man could cause the child any harm.

Your husband chased the drunk away while you kneeled down and focused on the small distrustful child and injured kitten.

„May I?“ you asked the glaring fierce child.

The child looked at you with distrust but looked down at the injured meowing small kitten.

They thought for a moment before slowly reaching out.

You carefully took the cat and sneakingly healed it, so that only the child saw.

The child watched with wide eyes as its small companion jumped back into their arms.

They hugged the kitten before turning their eyes back to you.

„…thanks“ the child muttered now not looking so distrustful anymore.

„Is the little one okay?“ your husband asked as he walked over to you three, the drunk man successfully chased away.

You nodded smiling at the love of your life before looking at the child again.

„Would you and your little companion like to come with us?“ you asked the child.

Yes, this is the one you have been searching for.

The child looked surprised as if no one has ever before chosen them.

It took a lot of promises and judgement from the child before they agreed to come with you and your husband. Of course one was to take the cat with you.

ADOPTION!

So after that it was only a matter of time and getting closer before you and your husband adopted both the child and the cat.

From the police you found out that the child was somewhere around 6 years old and in several adoption agencies but was often returned due to their fierce personality and attachment to the kitten.

Your heart burned at hearing stories of the child being chased out by other families.

Things didn’t immediately go smoothly after adopting the child and kitten. But over time all four of you became a real family.

Although the child was very shocked to find out about your abilities and your husband being an alien.

„I got adopted by a wizard and an Alien!?“ the child asked shocked.

You couldn’t help but laugh. No one has ever called you a wizard because of your sealing abilities.

Your husband blinked at being called an alien.

„An Alien?“ he muttered confused and a bit offended.

So yes you four became a very loving family. Your child always running to you two with their cat trailing behind to watch you two perform magic.

(So cute!)

After another year or two you told your husband and child about a seal you created.

One that you have been working on ever since you officially adopted the child.

You pulled it out, it looked very complex even more than the ones protecting your home.

„This is a blood adoption Seal, meaning that if you want we can use it and your DNA will become half-mine and half-your papas.“ you said and asked at the same time. You were a bit nervous.

Your husband and child lit up at the seal. So yes they both agreed. Your child bouncing around in excitement and screaming how they are going to become your real child.

Your husband hugging your from behind since this also meant continuing his Viltrumite lineage. Your child stopped their cheering to cringe at you two being gross.

It barely took a few days before your child was blood adopted. Becoming half Viltrumite and half you.

„Thank you my love…“ your husband whispered as he kissed up your neck. Oh. Yes that night you got spoiled by your husband for fulfilling one of his viltrumite desires he was never able to fully suppress.

You were not able to get up the next morning, thankfully a seal helped that, much to your husbands displeasure.

But still you two had your child to take care of.

„DADDDD I ACCIDENTALLY DESTROYED THE DOOR“ your child yelled now suddenly having Viltrumite strength and very much not being able to control it yet.

You and your husband looked at each other fondly.

„Go my love, take care of your mini-me“. You dramatically said, stretching on your bed. Your Husband getting up to help your child.

SEASON 1: INVINCIBLE

Over the years you two taught your child how to control their new powers and the ability to make seals, needless to say your child is a bit overpowered and very much loved by you and their papa.

Thankfully your child still kept their fierce personal but also adapted a more everyday calm and chill mindset.

Your child called you and your husband different names over the years dads, papa and dad or simply fathers when they think they are being funny. Yeah they got your bad Humor much to your husbands amusement.

Now your child is 17 years old, fully grown up Viltrumite Seal Master. One of their seals tripped off alerting them to someone coming closer, which normally doesn’t happen since they are sitting on a solidified cloud, they made with a useful small seal.

It was another teenage boy his age, floating closer. He was looking straight at your child with shock.

He talked to your child, your child thought it was nice. Especially after finding out he is also a half-Viltrumite like them.

They became friends, at least your child thinks so. Since they switched numbers. And they did take off flying together.

Although your child did laugh at him for his weird outfit and name „invincible“.

Wow a real Hero, your child thought sarcastically.

Anyways it was time for your child to leave, no matter how much mark tried to convince them to hang out longer. It was time for them to visit their dads.

Your child left mark yearning.

(Mind you this universe is way more happy than the other invincible ones. Mark variants do not have your child. This mark is destined for a happy and long life. With a partner who lives equally as long.)

FATHERS DAY!

Your child came to visit you two on Father’s Day to give gifts but also tell you about a strange other half-Viltrumite they met. One with the name Mark Grayson.

And how this Mark Grayson or also called Invincible is always trying to talk to them and find out more about them.

You looked at your husband.

‚Another Viltrumite here on earth can’t mean a lot of good things‘ your husbands weary blick told you.

You gave him a fond blick back ‚sure but all that wanting to find out everything about someone does remind me of someone…‘

Your husband blick turned protective, he grabbed your child and told them „Just keep on rejecting him if he continued to try and find things out about you“

Your child was confused and looked at you, you shrugged your shoulders.

Later after your child left, you and your husband talked.

„But still, another half-Viltrumite here on earth…“ you began.

„We should look into this“ your husband ended.

Part 2?

Just wrote this because I need more happy invincible universes 😭😭😭😭😭

I wonder why Mark is so interested in your child 👀

This is how I envision your future child, very happy and free to do whatever they want (I do not know how to shade) :

We need more OP shen yuan fics. Like EXTREMELY OP. And not SY!Sqq. JUST SHEN YUAN himself. Make my twink OP guys. Like yes the sickly vibe always eats BUT COME ON. Do you see the vision. OP SY.