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Maybe if it's okay you could do a love potion gone wrong yandere thing w Anti? Like the reader gives him a love potion they stole from Marvin cause he's like "I really wouldn't touch that, it can go terribly wrong" but the reader disregards Marvin and gives Anti the love potion anyways, it works fine at first but then Anti starts getting all yandere and possessive over the reader to the point of not letting them leave at all? (Could be a bit spicy but still sfw if you'd like)
There is definitely some spice going on here. Nothing extremely graphic, but we all know where it's leading and what it's leading to <3
So I'm putting 18+ to be safe. Swearing and some near NSFW moments.
But I'm back! This is my first fic since being back so I hope everyone enjoys!
Word Count: 2,180
You were in Marvin’s workshop, observing all of the containers around the shelves of the room. It was always interesting, seeing him perform small magic acts with a mixture of bigger ones at random. He seemed to enjoy it too, eagerly telling you about anything new he learned or created. Seeing him all excited always made you laugh, playing off of the energy he had when he rambled and raved about the creations he was overly proud of.
Right now, he was mainly focused on the research aspect, sitting at the desk towards the back of the room with his nose in the books. Every once in a while, you’d point at a beaker or vial and ask what was in them. You never really remembered which one was which, given the labels all seemed to be in runes or a language you’d never seen before. The colors of the vials were vibrant, some seeming to glow for months. There were a few he’d never let you touch, but sometimes if you’d ask he’d pull it off the shelf and show you the magic within.
Today you giggled, knowing you were probably distracting him with your constant questions. He always responded with patience, but with the twitch in his eye, you knew you were pushing it. Finally, you saw a vial that hadn’t been there a few days ago. Deciding your curiosity outweighed the annoyance he may have, you carefully lifted it and held it closer to him. “Hey Maaaarvin?” You said, waiting for his grunt of acknowledgement. “What’s this one do?”
He looked up from his book, before nodding and sighing. “It’s…a love potion. It’s not the most…functional…one I’ve made.” He saw the glimmer of excitement in your eyes and shook his head, pointing at you as if he were a parent scolding their child. “No. Absolutely not.” He stood, walking over to you and taking the vial from your hands. “It’s unstable, I haven’t had the time to fix it and who knows what would happen if someone used it.” He rolled his eyes, possibly from the annoyance at a near failed project before setting it back on the shelf.
“Aw…” You whined, seeing him walk back to his desk to resume his research. Noting how he wasn’t paying attention, you slowly reached your hand out and grabbed the vial carefully. You did it behind your back, walking towards the door while keeping the potion out of his sight. “Fiiiine I’ll leave you alone.” You said quietly, and slipped out of the room before he could see what you were holding.
You giggled, nearly skipping as you walked towards the kitchen. The plan wasn’t set, but you had a few ideas how to use your newfound love potion. You twirled the liquid in your hand, seeing it slosh around in the vial while glowing a slight red shade. It looked awesome, definitely magical as you inspected it carefully. You knew exactly who you wanted to use it on, but weren’t sure how you’d get him to take it.
A thought crossed your mind, noting the time. Anti would be awake at any moment, and he always walked straight to the kitchen for coffee. Honestly? Even talking to him before he had his first cup was a near fatal mistake. With another giggle, you ran to the coffee machine, aiming to place your new discovery into his coffee. Everyone else in the home was awake, but Jackie and Robbie usually played video games for a couple hours. With Marvin in his study, there wouldn’t be many people around to accidentally drink the love potion infused coffee.
You heard Anti walking down the stairs right as the coffee had fully brewed, slipping the potion in it. A slight pause made you think…what if it tasted really bad and he didn’t drink it? You knew he wasn’t picky with his coffee, but if it was disgusting he’d never drink it! And your efforts would be entirely wasted! A grumble from the kitchen entrance had you tear away from those thoughts.
God…you honestly did love seeing him first thing in the morning. His hair was always disheveled, and his eyes were half lidded as he tried to wake up. His voice was raspy, the light green glow in his eyes more prominent than normal. The loose fitting shirt he wore made it hard NOT to stare, wondering what he looked like beneath it. But as he spoke, you realized you didn’t process what he said.
Instead, you smiled at him and reached out to hand him the coffee. “I woke up way before you…so…I decided to make your coffee for you.”
There was a brief moment of appreciation in his eyes before he quickly covered it up. He let out a gruff “thanks” before taking a sip of the coffee. His nose crinkled and he looked at you with a raised eyebrow. “What did you put in this?” You struggled to read his expression, about to make an excuse when he spoke again. “Tastes good. Better than normal.”
You let out the breath you didn’t know you were holding, letting out an awkward laugh. “I just threw in some stuff I thought you’d like.” As you shrugged casually. Observing him closely with slightly widened eyes as he chugged the full cup. You blinked in surprise, before prodding slightly. “Was it good? Like you feel…fine?” The suspicious nature of your words had him narrowing his eyes at you.
“It’s coffee. Of course I’m fine. Dumb questions are obnoxious first thing in the morning.” He grumbled, but his tense shoulders seemed to relax slowly. He looked at you quizzically. There was a wide variety of emotions in his eyes before he sighed and left the kitchen.
You huffed. The damn potion didn’t even work! Was that what Marvin meant? That it wouldn’t do anything because it’s not fixed yet? An annoyed huff left your lips as you walked out of the kitchen, only to bump into Anti’s back. You took a step back and looked up at him as he turned around. “Uh…hello? Earth to Anti?” He hadn’t even turned around! What was he even doing?
He turned slowly, wrapping his arms around you. That was…definitely not normal. He wasn’t one to be openly affectionate. Did the potion just take a second to work? “It’s cold.” His gruff voice resounded in your ears. It seemed like he was trying to justify a reason to hug you, especially given how it was the middle of summer and the house was warmer than usual.
A soft laugh left your lips, and you wrapped his arms around him too. One of his arms came up, cradling your head against his chest and massaging your scalp softly. Even as you tried to pull back slightly, he growled, holding you even more firmly against his chest. The moment lasted for a few minutes, no words being exchanged, only enjoying each other’s touch.
Once a few more minutes had passed, he pulled back just enough to lean down and press his nose against yours as he leaned down to be on your level. He looked almost annoyed, and grumbled “That shirt looks good on you…” as he leaned closer, his lips nearly brushing against yours.
It was obvious the potion was working, his cheeks a deep shade of red. Yours was slightly red, but a wide grin was on your face. He apparently hadn’t had enough, and stepped closer as you stepped backwards into the kitchen. Once your back hit the counter, he leaned even closer as his hand cradled your cheek.
He huffed, his lips barely touching yours as he spoke. “So sick and tired of pretending you don’t mean anything to me.” A growl surfaced in his chest, sending waves of excitement through you. “I hate the way they look at you.” His hand moved from your cheek to the back of your head, crashing his lips against yours.
You let out a surprised yelp, but returned the kiss with a smile. At this rate, you’d be too flustered to do much of anything. He pressed his body fully against yours, his other hand on your hip as he continued to kiss you as if his life depended on it. Your arms wrapped around his shoulders, shuddering from the near overwhelming sensations.
He pulled back from the kiss reluctantly, looking at you as if he were a lost puppy. “You like me, right?” He breathed out quietly, desperation in his eyes as he pleaded for you to return his feelings. With a sigh, he pulled back, taking a step away from you. It was clear he didn’t want to stop touching you, but he started pacing and rambling.
“I’ve liked you since the damn moment I met you!” He sounded almost annoyed at his own feelings, his hands gesturing as he spoke. “The way you laugh when the boys make jokes, how you always seem to wear shorts and a huge hoodie when it’s still cold, how you ask me to play games and whine when I win.” He paused momentarily, pointing at you. “You act like you care about me, but how am I supposed to know if it’s romantic or just plain teasing.”
He stepped closer, a hand reaching out as if he wanted to touch you without pushing any boundaries. “I need to know if you care about me like I care about you.” His tone only grew louder, not quite yelling, but definitely louder as the rant continued. “I’ve met so many people, attractive or not, and no matter how much I want to like someone else, you’re the only fucking person I think about.” His hands tangled in his hair as his eyes started glowing brighter.
His eyes only glowed like that when he was feeling extreme emotions, and you started to wonder if this plan was even worth it. What if he was going through too many emotions that he couldn’t differentiate between them? He was clearly feeling a wide array of emotions all at once, and it made you regret slipping the potion into his drink. You didn’t want him to be hurting! Angry, sad, desperate, they weren’t what you wanted.
You opened your mouth to speak, “I-I do like you like that…and I have for a long time. B-But you’re feeling a lot right now, I gotta go talk to Marvin!” You squeaked, going to walk out of the kitchen to rush to his lab area and see if he could make some kind of anecdote.
You’d barely taken a step when Anti rushed forward, pinning you against the counter as he slammed them on either side of you. His eyes were blazing green now, his breathing picking up as his shoulders raised in rage. “Why would you need to go see him when I’m right here? He’s not good enough for you, and doesn’t deserve you.” The meanings of his words sunk in.
“A-Anti I have to go ask him something I-” Your words were cut off when he leaned closer, a near manic grin on his face.
“Oh yeah? I have a question for you though.” He leaned closer, as you felt his cheek rub against yours as he whispered in your ear. “Why should I let you leave?” He nipped lightly at your ear, having you jolting in place from the unexpected action. “I finally have you all to myself.” He huffed with a laugh, pulling back and looking directly at you. “You really think I’d just let you get away from me like that?”
His grin, that bordered on psychotic, had you stiffening in place. “I-” You were cut off again as he lifted your legs to wrap around his waist, seating you on the counter. He pressed you impossibly closer to him. His one hand cradled the back of your head and kept you firmly in place, the other on your mid thigh to keep you close.
“You know? I think we’re done talking.” He let out a mischievous laugh, pulling you into a deep kiss that left no doubt in your mind that he had no intention of letting you go. His hand on your thigh trailed higher, slipping slightly under the hem of your shorts. It had you gasping, only to allow him to deepen the kiss. It trailed higher and higher, the loose clothing letting him slide his hand entirely beneath them as he squeezed your ass.
He started laughing, though not one of amusement. It was a sharp, manic laugh as he pulled back to grin widely at you. His eyes were half lidded, and the glow of green in his eyes was dangerous. You gulped, breath hitching as he rolled his hips against yours. “Well let me tell you one thing, baby. You’re mine, and there’s no one I would let come between us. Not Marvin, not Jackie, not Robbie…I’m the one who owns you, and I’m going to make sure you remember that for the rest of our lives.”
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Awwww this is so cute and sweet! Imma list happy things.
Some of my happiest memories:
1 was that my bestie, who I've known since we were both 3-4 and lived across the street. Honestly? Any memories with her are some of my favorites. I adore her, and now we've been friends for 24 years <3 next year will be our 25th friendship anniversary. And a memory that stands out, is we discovered Marble Hornets as soon as videos started releasing. We'd both be watching for updates, and for just about every single one, we've run across the street and watch it together as they were being uploaded. It was absolutely a precious memory for me and I got so lucky to have a best friend like her. She's always supporting me, and is always there for me no matter what. I do everything in my power to be as good of a friend as she is.
Qualities I like about myself:
I really love my eyes. They change colors, so sometimes they're green, sometimes blue, and sometimes kinda grey. I don't know what causes the changes but I think it's cool to see the varying shades of blues and greens that take over my eyes. I think it's pretty cool!
Something I'm passionate about:
D&D! I've been playing it since I was 12, and have had many parties come and go, but I'm actually getting to play a campaign soon with some close friends of mine and I get to play it with my girlfriend! It's been awesome to continue getting to know her with each passing day, and being able to play D&D with her has been an absolute blast. Before we were even together (we met in a D&D forum) we played a MOTW campaign for a little over the year. And with another campaign starting soon, it's awesome to keep playing more roles than I originally did! At first I exclusively played Druids, but have since played paladins, bards, wizards, and barbarians!
All in all, things are insane on my end. A lot of shit is going down and even though it sometimes feels like my world is crumbling around me, I've got a good support system and friends to keep me going. A lot of good things are coming, and I'm excited to get back to writing and further grow on my knowledge about writing to become the best writer I can be <3
Commissions for Fics or Letters From Your Favorites!
Okay! So I'm currently without a job. Meaning I have bundles of time on my hands, and not enough money to do much else. So out of sheer desperation, I'm gonna do as many fics and commissions as physically possible. Honestly I don't care if it means me staying up most of the night. I'm super short on rent that's due the 1st.
If you can't commission, I'd appreciate a reblog <3
As for commission info! There's a couple changes. The fic commission prices and info are basically the same...BUT!
I'm now going to do commissions to receive letters from your favorite characters, specifically addressing you! What that means:
You will get a virtual letter from the character(s) of your choosing. You can set the theme, if it's to comfort you, congratulate you or just address how much they love you! Platonic or non-platonic. The prices will be set, and the word count will determine the price.
The letters will be in fonts that represent the character's handwriting and paper that fits best as well!
So! Below are the prices for each fic/letter and I look forward to getting any commissions I can from you guys! Love you <3
Noncon, water sports and scat. Some kinks may be uncomfortable for me to write, so if you have any questions feel free to DM me! I'll answer as quick as I can!
Commissions will NEVER be under the paid word count, but they can go over and I will never charge for that because sometimes an idea just takes me away.
500 words-$3
1,000 words-$6
Every additional 500 words, $2.
(Max of 5,000 words for this batch, with the max price of that being $22)
Thank you guys! I appreciate every one of you <3
LETTERS:
Word Count: 200 - $2
Word Count: 400 - $4
Word Count: 600 - $6
Word Count: 800 - $8
Word Count: 1,000 - $10
Word Count: 1,200 - $12
Word Count: 1,400 - $14
Word Count: 1,600 - $16
Word Count: 1,800 - $18
Word Count: 2,000 - $20
Anything above that will be based on the word count, and we can discuss the details more thoroughly!
