What are your Cupid!Tenna x reader headcanons? (sfw)
I don't know if this is an AU or not, but I am visualizing a version of Tenna that runs a dating show (and secretly pulling the strings). And yes, the reader is in fact a chud.
(halfway through I remembered these were supposed to be headcanon but we ball)
Cupid! Tenna x GN reader
Prologue
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You got a letter in the mail, after signing up for a shady "Dating Network" program, that promised you a first date. You had been struggling with getting a partner, regardless of gender, because you didn't know where to look. So, desperately, you signed up for it, hoping you would get matched.
You went back into your run-down condo, and sat down on your leather loveseat. The leather had peeled off from the previous owners, and had a large groove into the middle, that made laying down in it odd.
The letter opener slid through the ivory white paper with ease, and you grabbed the content inside gingerly. You couldn't wait for a chance at love, and this was a godsend.
As you read the bold letters, it rushed to your mind that this was a dating show. You would get to be on Television! You could start your belated acting career, and maybe be a model, despite not knowing what a model looked like. The show's name was Love Shot. You never heard of it.
Your hands shook with excitement. The address was familiar. It was the giant TV studio 5 blocks from your house! The episode of the show would air the day after overmorrow. That was enough time to buy a nice formal outfit, and practice your pick-up lines without stuttering halfway through.
The actual plot
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Finally, the day rolled around, and you got to look the best you've ever been in 4 months. Now you could eventually get your date, and be the happiest person in the world. You biked up to the studio, as you didn't want to get blisters, and it was a short enough distance.
The second you saw the doors in sight, you parked up your bike, and speedwalked in your uncomfortable "fancy" shoes. You pushed through the doors, and walked straight to the front desk. You asked, in your most confident voice, where the dating show guests would go, trying your best to not sound rude.
After being redirected to a small hallway, you noticed another person, who you assumed was another guest on the show. She had a white, puffy afro like a cumulus cloud. Her skin was a baby blue, and was in front of you. You followed her, into a large green room. She turned around when she entered, and asked "Are you new here? I don't believe Mr Tenna told us about a new hire." You felt a sharp pang of embarrassment. Oh my gosh.. she worked there. You scratched the back of your head like a cartoon character. "No Madam! I am- um, here for the dating show at 4:30. S-sorry." She laughed, but not mockingly. "It's the next door to this room, no worries. I'm Elnina, the weather lady." You quickly thanked her.
Oh god. If you were gonna be that awkward, who knows if you'll be on a date?
You entered the room. It had florescent lights similar to the ones in an old office, with popcorn ceilings, and pale green walls. There were red velvet armchairs, and another guy in there, who you assumed to be in his thirties by his obvious emergence of wrinkles. His shirt was a gross shade of dark orange, and wrinkled to oblivion. You felt a wave of superiority glide over you.
After seeing a couple people enter, all different shapes and sizes, you saw a microphone shaped fellow enter, with a headset. "Mr Tenna is calling all contestants for Love Shot. If you're a contestant, come on!" They chirped, beckoning you to somewhere else.
It was a backstage area, dimly lit too. You were assigned places, and you stood on a podium between two other people, including the man with a dark orange shirt. He smelled like onions, afterfart, and some kind of soggy rodent. You had to keep a straight face for your potential date though. The cameras turned on, and the lights shone through the dimly red curtain. A harp started playing, as the show's jingle played through the speakers.
"Well well well it's another group of special guest here today to have a Shot! At! Love!" The host cheered. "Let's see who are special guests are! They might take home a lovely fellow we've chosen, or go home alone! Who knows?" The curtain pulled aside, and the bright light above made you look good, surprisingly.
The host was a tall man, with a large nose, and a television for a head. His suit was perfectly tailored, a shiny pink, and leather black pants. "I'm Mr Ant Tenna, and this is is just one of our games for today! Now, take a look at our esteemed guest today, who will choose one of three of these lovely people, and go on a date of their choice, fully covered!" A crowd of shadowy figures cheered, and the special guest was incredibly pretty. They had shiny brown hair, small brown eyes, an upturned nose, and flattering glasses.
They were quite your type, and a great fashion sense. "Now, tell us a bit about yourself! Let our contestants get to know you." The host declared. The guest started to talk. "My name is Keefe, I work in finance, and I am looking for someone who is respectful and-"
"Thank you! Thank you! Now, you seem like a smart person, but these lovely folks should introduce themselves too!" Tenna pointed to the guy in the ugly orange shirt. He had a gravelly voice. "My name is H- blah blah blah...." You were waiting for him to finish, then his mic disconnected, and it was your turn. "My name is _______, I'm __, and I am looking for anyone available." A laugh came from Tenna, "Anyone? Well we'll put that to the test." He looks at the audience as they laugh.
The last contestant introduced themself, and then it was time for a game. It was basically trying to show off any cool skills you had. But then you noticed the gimmick of the whole thing. Tenna had a small bow and heart shaped arrow, and was about to nock it. He accidentally pricked his finger, but hid it discreetly. He blindly aimed for the 3 contestants, and shot it.
You were showing off your ability to be "charismatic", and you got hit. Now, the arrow didn't hurt badly, and just felt like a muscle ache, and you didn't notice. You didn't notice that someone was hiding in the light area above, and was aiming for Keefe. The arrow looked like it grazed them, but didn't hit them at all. Tenna realized something. It technically hit him, and now he was starting to feel the effect.
Oh geez, was he allowed to pursue a contestant after the show? Well, you were pretty good looking today, and he was a lonely guy, under the whole actor he was. Dang, maybe he would actually date you, and maybe he would take you out, and he would for sure give you flowers, and all of the romantic silly things people liked.
After the game was finished, and Tenna was hiding the fact he was blushing, there was a choice for your potential date to choose. Surprise to you, you weren't chosen. You had to stop yourself from leaping over the podium, and storming out of the building. Instead, the guest, decided to choose the other fellow, who you think had a name, that you couldn't recall.
Once the game was finished, you exited, feeling disappointed, and like you were about to die alone. As you were leaving the studio, a large hand placed itself on your shoulder. "Sweetheart, I think you won't be going home alone." It was Tenna, without the loud and obnoxious host voice, but his real one. He sounded smooth, and incredibly handsome.
Damn, when life closes a window, it opens up a door. His suit jacket was folded, and he was holding it in his large, toned forearm. It was metallic, from what you could tell on his wrists, and he wore an ironed white undershirt. "How about dinner? My treat." He smirked, and looked you up and down. You were red in the face, and trying to form a cohesive sentence. "Yyess.. Yes. How come though?" You were a bit confused, and flustered. Just get though this, and who knows what will happen?
"You're quite a jewel, and I couldn't pass up the opportunity! I don't know what I'd do if I missed out on such a dazzling star like you." Tenna led you to his car, both unaware that this could be dangerous. It's wasn't, it was actually a bit romantic too. You wanted to kiss him so badly, but he was much taller than you, and you would need to save that kiss for after dinner.
The dinner date was at a high end restaurant, with food you had never eaten before. The bill was paid by him, and you two had a lovely conversation and got to know eachother. And apparently, he was pulling the strings for you to get with the special guest earlier, but accidentally poked himself with it too hard. Also, all of the episodes are rigged by him, but rarely lets the viewers know, or the contestants. They're called cupid's bows, and he uses them almost all of the time on air. If it were actually up to the person choosing, they would sometimes not choose anyone, and that would lower ratings.
As you thanked him for the dinner, he bent down to you to look at you more closely, and leaned in for a kiss, as you did the same. You held your lips in his for a good while, before letting go. Both of you didn't know what just happened, but to hell with complaining, you just met your soulmate and he did too.
Because I've seen people doing it on Youtube. I don't really hate the reboot, but I decided to try it too. My own designs might not look perfect, but I hope that you'll like them! I also included Roxy! Enjoy!
Cus' I'll be taking doodle requests! Feel free to send prompts in my ask box!
I'll mostly be focusing on Mettatenna but I'm down to draw other Deltarune/Undertale characters & ships if I'm motivated enough!
Note: I can't promise I'll do ALL the requests, it'll depend on how comfortable I am with the prompt and on my availability. This is all in good fun and I'd like it to be something I can do in my spare time!
Spamton must've been really proud of you for winning the Tumblr sexyman contest. I also imagine that he might've voted for you (I voted you too!)
Hehe we voted for each-other in the early rounds, we’ve been celebrating that along with the honeymoon! Tonight is a rest day for us because last night I may of had a tiny malfunction so we’re using today for repairs.
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