(A/N): Hey guys Iโm back ๐โฆ again. sorry I havenโt been posting like at all. I just got back to school and idk how much thatโs going to impact my posting schedule but just be aware. Iโm sorry to the people who thought they were gonna get a one shot but Iโm still working on how to do those, hope you like this nonetheless xoxo
Warnings: Single Motherhood, Sign of postpartum, Very rushed
Divider creds ~ @enchanthings-a
Through out your earlier stages of your relationship, you hadnโt told Hank about your kid because it just never entered any conversations the two of you had, that was until he insisted on visiting your house to have more โfunโ. It startled you but you were bound to tell him sooner or later, it was better to just rip the bandaid off and tell him.
โWait.. so youโre a mom?โ
โYeah.. Iโm sorry I didnโt tell you soonerโ,,
โYouโre so fucking hot.โ
He was so into it. Though he never told you (otherwise you wouldโve told him about the kid already), he was super into single mothers. He couldnโt tell what about them made them so hot, but he just knew that he found them extremely attractive.
When he entered the house, he of course expected there to be a kid, but what he didnโt expect was how quickly attached heโd get to them. As soon as their eyes met, it felt like he was just meant to be their father.
He picked them up from their under arms, and they both stared at each other for what felt like minutes, they looked like two curious puppies seeing each other for the first time. Before you knew it, Hank began to tear up.
โWhaโ? Hank??โ
โOh my god.. now I know what Hank 5 was on aboutโ
He placed dozens of small pecks all around Rileyโs forehead as if it were his child, you stared in shock, most of the guys youโve dated seem to not have any interest towards Riley, but here Hank seems to be ready to be apart of your family.
Hank somehow has playtime sessions with Riley for hours, who knew heโd make such a great playmate? The amount of energy this guy carryโs is just right up to your kids level. After a couple of hours, the house suddenly gets quiet, too quiet for it to have a Hank and a Toddler in the same room. Upon investigating, you found Riley lying on top of Hanks chest, the two softly snoringโalmost in sync. The sight made you tear up just a bit, but you held yourself together enough to take 1000 pictures of them all in different angles. (It woke Hank up just a bit but he pretended to stay asleep because he thought you looked so cute getting excited about him and Rileyโs napping).
Feeding Riley is a five person job (guess who the five people are, quickly.) Is it an easy five person job? No. Are they gonna make sure that little monster is being fed? Yes. Itโs gonna be warfare. 3 injured, 2 dead, and 1 missing.
Sometimes Hanks energy may rub you the wrong way after a day of taking care of Riley, itโs hard to live up to his energy when taking care of a toddler at the same time. Even soโheโs very understanding. He reads a room quite well actually despite not knowing how to read at all.
โBabeโwhy donโt you go shower and just relax? Iโll take care of Riley from hereโ
Could I maybe ask for Eddie&Volt headcanons with a reader who is just too polite for their own good? Like they find it hard to say no, they refuse to raise their voice, they apologize a lot, etc.
(established relationship mayhaps? :3c)
Eddie & Volt with an overly polite/apologetic reader
Reader Pronouns: You
Warnings: Alcohol mentioned & a drunk guy being a creep? Thatโs it I think! Comment if I missed something.
At first, Volt is panicked that heโs a bad host or making you feel uncomfortable! Heโs doing his best to be his regular, charming, flirty self, but you keep apologizing for yourself??
He tries to brush your side, or place a hand behind your back to guide you into The Breaker Box? Youโre apologizing for bumping into himโฆ Because thatโs what you thought happened, apparently?
He takes that as a challenge to amp up his flirting, but it can backfire; you say yes to doing things with him, even when you donโt want to, and he can tell; he things he scares you, somehow.
Eddie is either the perfect match or the absolute worst.
On one hand, heโs appreciative when you come to help him out after hours, and once you get past the rough exterior heโs super sweet on you. Heโs comfortable sitting in silence if you want, but heโs also engaged when you talk about yourself! Not polite small talk, or what you think people want to hear; you.
But on the other hand, if you start apologizing for something that wasnโt your fault, he flat out tells you to stop. Heโs stern, but not necessarily outright mean.
โStop that shit. If I have a problem Iโll tell you thereโs a problem.โ
If you do this around him enough heโll start worrying about you; watching you like a hawk while youโre at The Breaker Box, or more accurately watching everyone else.
Some patron coming onto you a bit too strong, but you donโt feel comfortable telling them to go away?
โHey, Drysdale? Yeah, go fuck yourself! Get out.โ (sorry Drysdale you are an unfortunate casualty)
Volt is less direct in that regard; heโll more likely redirect someoneโs attention from you to the show, so he can take you away from them.
โAh, hello Live-Wire! My, have you been seeing Johnny tonight? This is his best show yetโฆโ
โAs much as I appreciate you keeping our Live-Wire company, I must steal them away for a moment. Have you seen our seasonal drink menu? The feature is to die forโฆโ
Once you get close enough with the two of them to start dating, theyโre maybe a little too protective of you,
Always asking about your schedule, cancelling any plans youโd only agreed to out of politeness, etc.
Thereโs always one of them around the bar watching you; not stalking you or anything, but passively looking over every few minutes to make sure no one is bothering you!
Similarly, if you donโt show up to The Breaker Box, theyโre begin to worry; usually questioning Dorian or the nearest object they know you talk to regularly.
One night, they notice you still arenโt there when the shows about to start, and call Dorian in to ask about you. As Dorian begins telling the pair that youโd been running late, humouring Amir a bit too much while picking out your outfit, they hear a commotion just outside.
Some drunk had started yelling at you for not reciprocating their advances, and with Dorian inside, no one was there to stop themโฆ
Until the pair (and Dorian ofc but this isnโt about him) walk out to see you, quietly muttering apologies at the increasingly loud man.
Eddie wants to yell at the idiot, and almost does, but heโs not as fast and Volt.
Volt might as well have turned blue; he grabs the man, yelling something about disturbing his bar, and harassing his Live-Wire.
Dorian steps in, throwing the guy out, but Volt isnโt quick to calm down. It takes Eddie wrapping an arm around you and assuring him that youโre fine for him to calm the static electricity cracking around his whole body.
If youโre feeling too shaken up theyโd close the bar in an instant; absolutely 0 hesitation. If you want them to go on as usually though, Volt would have Eddie sit with you while he did the show; heโd worry too much otherwise.
After that incident Eddie tries to coach you on โbeing meanโ in order to help you set clearer boundaries with people, but he can only do so much.
But lucky you! You have two lovely boyfriends who are more than happy to fill in the blanks when needed.
โฆDo try to stay out of trouble though, for their sake.
A/N: I hope this is okay!! I tend to take requests in my own direction, so hopefully this is what you had in mind :,) Also Cam post soon I think heโs infected my brainโฆ ALSO Also more Eddie/Volt!! I love them bad.
REQUESTS ARE OPEN!!! I wonโt do everyone, but itโs usually up to what inspires me so donโt be afraid to ask :3
Iโm so sorry that the Hank 3 x Single Mom Reader is taking so long to come out ๐ฃ๐ฃ Iโve just been so stuck on what to write next for it, if you have any ideas plz feed them to me ty
โฆ..this is making me uncomfortable idk why. Iโm just getting this BIG fuck man torturing this poor little white girl from oklahoma. You canโt fuck that lad dawg..
Some say that to love is to let go.
That is true, to you at least. You choose to let go of your companions, or some, lovers. those objects turned human you lovingly called dateables that youโve come to keep close to your heart. their various charm and personality, some even have dreams akin to a real human. That's why you have to let them go, you love them, you realize them and you let go.
but after theyโve gone, how cruel for you to only leave them a letter and an empty house in their name.
Or, they left, forgot about you and you died
Chapter 1 โห๊ฉ : The Time Limit
cross posted on ao3
Love is cruel, but it is also a burning fire that keeps your heart afloat. you let them go, is it because it's the right thing to do or is it your selfish excuse to not let them see you at your worst state?
it started fairly normal, you moved to your house provided to you by valdivian corp, a comfortable two story 1 bedroom house, perfect for you and your needs. it started as a cough, long after it was bloodied, you ended up wasting (too many for you to admit) tissue boxes you kept stocked. Then it's the sudden loss of consiousness, you initially thought it was just a stupid hangover (though it's more often than you let on) then it's the doctor visit that changed your life forever.
The disease has clung to you like a parasite, sucking you out of your life. You donโt even remember when or how you contracted that disease, doctors only shake their heads and give you a pitiful look as they read out your diagnosis. Your relative holds your hand tightly, almost comforting, but you know deep down that you are alone in this battle against the joke that is your mortality.
and after your job is, as your manager puts it, limbo-fied , You got a sudden notification from a user named tinfoil-hat. who sent you a mysterious package containing what seems to be a pair of sunglasses, Skylar pops out and drops the bomb that you canโฆdate your furniture??
โnot only your furniture! But also everything!,โย you remembered her say, you remember her giggle as she enthusiastically explains the whole ordeal, that your house is full of conscious objects you didnโt even know.
admittedly it all happened so quickly, and the next few months are the best thing to have happened to your life, you meet the dateables, some end with love and some your ride-or-die companions.
but oh you,ย dear youย never stopped to think why you out of all people is chosen for this testing hm?
Tinfoil-hat is a real good liar isnโt he? coating his sweet lie in a little bit of truth. While it is true that he chose you due to how low you are on the payroll, it is also because he had known of your disease for a long time ago.
someone who has no loyalty to valdivian? perfect, someone who will meet their end sooner or later? That makes it easier.
After what it felt like months bonding and forming relationships with the dateables you found out about โrealizationโ or in other words the ability to grant life to the dateables, for them to fulfill their wishes and dreams, for them to walk their own life without restrain, for them to be human.
it's a little bittersweet really, you want them to be their own person, but how pitiful it is if you are left all by yourself alone, once again.
then you remembered your limited time, how months of happiness you felt is only a small mercy, a gift, for you to have the privilege to forget all about your own mortality. Then again, you also donโt want them to see you at your most pitiful state right?
โ
first it was the bedroom gang, which makes sense, at least now you have the privacy of your bedroom without your partner or friends being worried about your frail appearance. so you let them go.
then, it was the foundation of your house itself, like dorian, wallace, florence and celia, curt and rod, windowlyn and lux, they donโt need to see the letter you had prepared.
then it was the bathroom gang, each had their own dreams and aspirations, they didn't need to see the blood you coughed out in the sink.
then it was the kitchen, then the living room, the attic, the grand piano,your breaker box, your globe, your magnifying glass, the gym gang, your existential dread, the literal personification of literature, your geode, the time capsule, the rat trap, the water heater, your nightmares, your phone, even zoey, the ghost in your attic.
and the last to stand was the office and Skylar.
โ
you sighed, putting on your dateaviators and is mentally prepared to help them kick start their lives as humans.
you knocked first, for formality, mostly, and then you walked in. you can feel the door metallic handle being slightly colder than it used to, considering Dorian is no longer here.
and immediately the office gang swarmed you, greeting you like an old friend or lover.
โHey human!โ Shelley excitedly comes to your side.
โmy fellow trash artisan!โ Jerry greets you.
โthe code of my happiness!โ Mac smiled.
โcare for another round of gng?โ Chance winked at you.
โNeed some more romantic advice?โ Dasha teased.
and thatโs just a speck of all the people in your office and their affections for you, whether itโs platonic or romantic. After you converse with most of them you gently sit them down and prepare to make an announcement.
โeveryone! I am ready to realize you all!.โ
Some of them looked wide eyed and the room exploded with chatter, about their plans to face the world, their dreams and aspirations. you smiled softly, it was perfect, this is the perfect finale of their story in this house.
Skylar popped up beside you, smiling also equally wide as yours, after all, you have come close to the ending.
โSkylar, if you would allow,โ You stepped to the side letting her take center stage
โAlright! lets do this everyone!โ
โ
A few days later, the last of the office gang has departed, now your house consists of you, Skylar and Mac who are preparing for departure.
Mac is accepted in a very high paying tech job (not affiliated with valdivia thankfully) and you allowed them to move out to focus more on their career. A few employees of the company they worked at even offered to help them move to the company dormitory.
The sky had reached its golden state by the time Mac finished packing, it was beautiful, a fitting setting for a bittersweet final act if you would say.
โOkay, okay- Iโm ready!,โ even with the confidence in Macโs voice it doesnโt hide their nervousness, you kneel beside them and hold their hand, squeezing it lightly to comfort them.
Mac looks at you, their eyes soft, and sighed.
โitโs gonna be alright,โ you say, โsure itโs scary and the real world is not as forgiving as the comfort of home but please remember that I will always be here,โ that's a lie, Mac doesnโt need to know that
โin my heart?โ Mac teased, giggling a bit.
โNo, here, silly, this house,โ you also laughed, that laugh dissipated to a comfortable silence, โyou know, if you need something you can always return here or well just ping us in the group chat,โ you point to your phone.
โhaha, yeahโฆโ then you both slid into another silence.
โ...are you gonna be okay?โ Mac asked suddenly, your eyes widened slightly.
โOf course I am, what makes you think otherwise?,โ your heart dropped, does Mac know? you make sure you never use your computer for health problems after you awaken them, how..? is it her?.
โyou know..you look..frail and sick,โ this time, Mac hands squeezed yours, you stare their green eyes, contemplating on telling them the truth.
Hesitation will not guide them anywhere, much less to their bright future. Let them follow the path you have carved for them, let them follow the countless bright stars in the sky, follow anyone, anything, butย you
โIโm gonna be fine,โ you conjured up a smile โeven if iโm not you can always count on Farya and Hank 3 to come and save this damsel in distress no?โ you giggled slightly.
Mac looks at you with an expression you couldnโt quite comprehend.
โMac!โ Both of your attention is diverted by their coworker calling them. โWe finished loading, let's go!,โ
โOh- okay Alright wait for a bit!,โ Mac responded, he turned back to you.
โIโll miss you,โ Mac smiled, their gaze soft, longing, it hasnโt been long since your relationship started with them after all.
โIโll miss you too,โ your hand caressed their cheek, then you move your hands to hug him, โPlease donโt hesitate for even a second,โ.
Mac doesnโt know what that meant, it's better off that way.
you released them from your hug, and then you helped them to move to the car. their coworkers then helped them to sit in the car.
the engine of the car started, blaring loudly.
โSaying goodbye?โ one of Macโs coworker asked, Mac nodded and turns to you.
Mac give you a small smile, โBye, see you sometime,โ they gave you a peck.
โSee you sometime too, Mac,โ you returned their kiss.
The tinted window closed after you bid them a final farewell, as you watched the car appear smaller and smaller in the distance, your heart felt a little pang of sadness, the golden sky above your head truly does fit this bittersweet end.
Then, you heard footsteps too similar for you to forget, you turned your body to face the entrance of your house, Skylar was finishing her packing too.
โGoing right now, Skylar?โ your red sweater sways by the wind, you moved towards her.
โYep!,โ she sounds excited, dragging her baggage by her feet.
you stopped a few steps away from her, creating a distance. โNeed help?,โ You asked.
โNo! it's fine, i was familiarizing myself with this being..human thing,โ she answered bubbly.
โAlright then,โ you moved to the side allowing her to walk towards the gates, but she stopped right in front of you.
โsoโฆthis is it huh?,โ She puts her hands to her backside.
โAnticlimactic isnโt it?,โ you chuckled, โBut neither you nor I are one to say goodbye,โ.
She hugged you suddenly, startling you.
โLet me- Let me feel your warmth for the final time,โ she said sheepishly, you returned her hug and it lasted for a good few minutes.
โyour warmth is the same as any human, Skylar,โ you whispered to her hair, she only hugged you tighter.
you wanted to stop time and let the imaginary credits roll for this goodbye. itโs all over, you werenโt sure of what to think of it, but strangely you only felt younger at the oldest youโve ever been and ever will be.
โ
It has been a good few months since the turned-human departed from your house. You had always lived alone, well, before Skylarโs arrival you thought you were alone. Now the house only felt emptier, the fake visage of warmth that you conjured up long ago is ever more fragile now.
the first few weeks your house is always crowded by the dateables whoโs visiting you, the group chat you and Phoenicia created (and you lovingly named โHouse on Holdโ) is bursting with massages, some updating what they were doing with their newfound life, Gaia travel around the world, Eddie and Voltโs new business, Mateoโs special enforcement to save animals, and many more. Youโre even generous enough to make a channel where Barry can ramble on and on about make ups without crowding the main group chat.
When January rolls around they even go through the trouble of celebrating new year together with you, in which that is the best night of your life. The doctor said that your symptoms slowed down, which gives you hope and allows yourself to indulge in their presence.
they donโt need to know the concerned call of your neighbor who found you passed out from your condition the next night
Then a few months later the visiting hours reduced, after all, theyโre human now they have their own responsibilities, they still check up on you via the group chat.
and then it was reduced to Goodnight and good morning massages.
then.., nothing.
You thank whatever it is in the universe that allows you to erase yourself from their narrative peacefully, no fight, no resistance, just a still silence that will accompany your undoing.
as you packed your things to leave the house and move to your relativeโs abode, you spotted the red sweater that you neatly folded on the bed that once was betty, it was the โAmazing Red Shirtโ that you always wore when you first meet the dateables, truthfully you didnโt even know what's the appeal of that sweater in their eyes, yes it was nice, and it is comfy but you never figured out why they liked it so much. you were thinking of taking the said sweater with you when you move, but because they liked it so much why donโt you just leave it? maybe a small gift accompanying the letter you had prepared.
you walked to the sweater, touching it, feeling its softness and the fine craftsmanship that goes into making it, you had always liked it, it has always accompanied you since your college days. You looked to the table near your bed, a lone letter that you wrote on your sleepless nights.
you took the letter, feeling the weight of it, the erosion of time had taken its toll on the letter, yellowing out its edges, you inspected it, the letter is held together by the bond of a dark brown thread and a red stamp to completely seal it.
Considering it contains not only your words for them it also contained the deed to your house, it was surprisingly light, you looked around to where you would put it.
you opened the neat fold of your sweater and put the letter in the middle of it, then promptly closed it.
โ
6 months later
Skylar sighed as she typed the last of her essay that was due in the middle of the night. Her mind drifted to her memories, toย you.
โBeing human is hard, but somehow in the end, despite it all, itโs all what you will ever want to beโย You said, it was you and her on the porch of your house, sitting shoulder to shoulder, cracking jokes and lighting up conversations.
Skylar could imagine you smiling a shit eating โI told youโ grin but she canโt help smiling at her imagination. she has missed you, she always does, everytime she tries to check, her stupid work blows up or something. You know, when she thinks about it, Skylar hasnโt seen or heard about you from any of her fellow dateables,
Her heart beats faster, worry creeping on her back like thorny vines. She quickly opened her phone, and scrolled to look through yours and hers massages, her last massage to you was 4 months ago, with no reply.
Now, she is thrown into full blown panic, she opens the House on Hold groupchat, her phone almost slips from her hands from how sweaty it is, she tries to control her breathing and she types quickly.
House on Hold
Skylar @/everyone
Has anyone heard from our human in these past days??
Random thought but Iโd like to imagine that Dunk would randomly play basketball (by himself) in his room right before you enter so that he can catch the ball before it hits you and then he winks at you saying something like โyou ladies alright?โ
He runs the house group chat like the fucking navy and has separate group chat channels with one person missing in each so he can talk shit about them. He loves rupauls drag race UNTUCKED and rewatches the โEveryone vs ____โ videos everyday like itโs nothing (iykyk)
hi! i really love ur swirly dividers & would love to use them for my fics, can u make beige/brown swirly dividers next? they would match my blog well, thank you so much ><
hi, thank you!! here's the beige/brown version, hope these help!
โฆห~ BEIGE & BROWN SWIRLY DIVIDERS by enchanthings ~หโฆ
Info: these were all made by me. please reblog/like if using!
(A/N): If I misgendered Mac anywhere in this post please LMK!!This is my first time writing for a non binary character so I mightโve slipped. If youโd like to leave me some requests for date everything feel free to do so in my inbox <3
Warnings: NSFW in some parts, Mainly written for afab readers, Author doesnโt know how to write nsfw for shii
MINOR AUTHOR, DNI IF UNCOMFORTABLE
Divider Creds ~ @anitalenia
Cam
What cam loves most is your stomach. Whenever you two are cuddling heโd lay his head on your stomach, sometimes taking full on naps on it, he claims itโs better than using pillows. (He drools on your stomach every now and then but who cares? Itโs cute!!) Heโd leave small pecks along your stomach, sometimes leaving large purple hickeys.
If you wear any cropped tops around him he gets so thirsty! Especially when the hickeys he left are still there, itโs all he can look at, he stares at it like a day old bean burrito with the sauce packet.
NSFW WARNING! *Skip to next character to avoid sauce
Loves to see his dick form a bulge on your stomach area, heโd get carried away and just end up making small thrusts so that he can still see it, sometimes even pushing his palm down onto it to hear your whimpers. He enjoys cockwarming too, he never admits it but the warmth of your insides around him makes him feel so safe.
Cams pull out game is only as good as it is because he lives to see his cum all over your stomach, he gazes at it before leaning down and licking your stomach clean. Donโt get mad at him if you see some bite marks left from him the next day <//3
Mac
Mac absolutely adores your hands. Can you blame them? You touch them everyday! And they donโt mind at all, they love the feeling of your fingers stroking their scrolling wheel, or when you caress your hands across their screen to get the dust off of them.
Hand holding is such a special way of showing love to them, to everyone else it may just be a small way of gesturing affection but to Mac itโs everything. Their favorite way to hold hands is having both of your fingers being intertwined with each other, it feels the most ,,interfacingโ to them.
Mac tends to softly pat their palms together whenever they get nervous/stressed out, it mildly helps them but most of the time they just spiral into their own thoughts while doing so. If you notice this you put your hand between theirs as they do it, Mac continues but it distracts them from whatever previous thoughts they had.
NSFW WARNING!
Pleaseee tease them!! They love the feeling of your tender fingers rubbing circles around their clit as they arch their back into your chest.
Rubbing them anywhere really is a huge turn on for them. Their favorite places for you to rub (other than their vagina ofc) is their tummy and neck. Your make-out sessions always involve neck rubs of some form, theyโll make muffled moans in response while slightly bucking their hips towards your thigh.
Chance
*This one is pretty nsfw as a whole, oh well!
HOLY CRIT โ HOLY TITS โ๏ธ
Heโs FERAL for your chest, and terribly embarrassed of it!! He can never lay his eyes off of them, even during an intense game of GnG. If youโre wearing a tank top then his eyes will be practically glued onto your chest, leading for you to notice. In response you slide him a note acknowledging his little peaks at you.
,,I see you staring at my chest โขแดโข Yours isnโt bad either โชโชโค๏ธโ
Great, now his face is burning red. He nips at the corner of his lip, barely focusing on the game now that he knows that youโre aware that heโs a little pervert.
Once you two began dating heโs very expressive of his appreciation towards your chest now. He often uses them as stress balls whenever heโs thinking of new ideas for his GnG campaign.
Titfucking>>>>
He loves it when you tit fuck him!! (or is it him titfucking you? idk) It turns him into a flushed mess. His glasses get so fogged up from his heated face, he isnโt sure what to do with his hands so he just fists the bed sheets.
He never sleeps well unless his head is on your chest, your body heat just comforts him so well. Sometimes he kinda suffocates himself from how much he nuzzled himself into you the night before, but to him thatโd be the best way to die.
