I love the itty bitty dateables! If you are up to it, do you think you could do one with Eddie, Volt, and Dorian? If not that’s totally cool! Your write is amazing btw and I hope you have a great night!
dudeeeee i could so do that for you! Thanks sm for the ask and the support, and i hope u have a great night too <333!
Itty-Bitty Dateables! (Part 3!)
(A/N: These are a bit longer than others I've written because it was only for two different subjects-- I counted Eddie and Volt in the same one)
CHARACTERS: Eddie and Volt, Dorian
Warnings: None <33!!
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Volt & Eddie :
That same familiar greeting and enthusiastic voice delivering it always had a nice ring to it.
"Live wire! It's lovely to see you again."
Volt said lively, instantly taking your hand and kissing it elegantly before smiling broadly at you.
"Eddie and I have been waiting to see you again for ages. What's kept you away?"
You giggled, feeling almost like a giddy teenage girl, but you assumed that was just the Volt effect.
"Hmm...I mayyy or may not have a little surprise for you and Eddie.."
You drew out the words on purpose, intent on out-teasing the charismatic, sparkling man in front of you. His eyebrows raised in interest, but you cut him off before he could question you.
"Ah-ah. Compensation is required." you said, pointing over at the bar, where you could see Eddie squinting at the label of a bottle, an empty glass in front of him on the counter. Volt chuckled.
'We share very similar interests, live wire. Shall we?" He offered his arm, which you took, and let him guide you over to the bar, where you plopped down familiarly right in front of Eddie , who glanced up immediately. His face softened a bit as his eyes met yours.
"Hey, been a while. You haven't come around for a few days."
His eyes flitted over to Volt . "Did something happen?"
You snorted. "No, we're not having another power crisis anytime soon, Eddie. And even then, you'd know before me."
"Mm. Anyway, out with it. What kept you away?"
You blinked. "Oh-- no, it's not like I was trying to avoid you guys." You said, momentarily reaching into the small bag you'd brought with you as you spoke.
"I was busy with these little fucks."
You held up a small plushie resembling Eddie with a proud smile, only to be met with a stare from Eddie and a snicker from Volt, quickly hidden behind a hand.
"I'll say, he looks wonderfully charming." Volt admires with a nod. Eddie looks back at you.
"How do you even get this?"
"I made it."
"For me?"
"Uh-huh." You confirmed with pride, pointing at him promptly. "Now get him a drink, he's had a long day with no alcohol or hunky electrical man with a slutty waist to wash away his problems."
Volt almost choked into his hand, shutting his eyes as he laughed silently. Eddie rolled his eyes, but a smile crept up the side of his face.
"Woe is me." he said, popping off the cork of a bottle and pouring it into the glass he'd had in front of him. You watched for a while as he bustled behind the counter to mix and prepare everything for the drink, eventually deciding it presentable, taking a sip before sliding it to you, but you suddenly gasped.
"Whooooaaah, would you look at that?!?"
Both men's heads turned at the volume shift in your voice. Volt's eyebrow furrowed.
"Look at what? Did a stitch in him come loose?"
"No, look!" You had to bite back a smile as you reached for the plush you had set down on the bartop, unzipping the back of it and (with a bit of effort) pulling out another plush, this one with a paler fabric for the skin and striking white hair.
"He went through mitosis!"
The reaction was instant: Eddie spitting out the mouthful of liquor he'd gotten from the drink, and Volt suddenly tipping his head back with a loud chortle, looking over at Eddie with a grin.
"Now that is some show. You may as well take my job, live wire, you've perfected the element of surprise perfectly."
You smiled smugly, pleased with yourself.
"I'm gonna make them kiss."
"Are you now?" Eddie muttered, taking the glass back and taking a replacement swig of it. Volt chuckled, glancing at his other half.
"You don't sound very excited, Eddie. Do you not enjoy the show our dearest is giving us?"
"It's definitely entertaining--oh."
"Oh."
"That's a lot more than kissing-- whoa, WHOA---"
"Why am I the bottom, live wire?"
Dorian :
Dorian stared at the small stuffie you'd given him moments ago, unsure of how to react to seeing his stoic expression on such a cute little toy. He looked over next to him, where you were standing with an expectant on your face, waiting for him to say something.
He didn't know what to say.
This was flattering, but it was also a little strange. Romance itself was strange to him. He'd had his little thing with Keith, but that had felt a lot more strained. With you, it came easy. That feeling in his chest whenever he was around you felt nice, not tight or uncomfortable.
But this was...a little more complex.
"I reckon you made this?" Dorian asked, his voice laced with fascination.
You nodded.
"All on your own?"
Nod.
"Sewn it together and everything?"
Nod.
"...Well, love, it's quite nice. You did a good job."
He cringed inwardly when the words left his mouth. That's all he could come up with? He's sure he was better than this before you'd even become friends, hell, when you were total strangers to each other. Maybe this romance thing was--
"Really??" You questioned, almost in whisper, voice stricken with awe. Dorian blinked back into focus, glancing back at you in surprise.
Your eyes were nearly sparkling, you looked so excited. Had his words really meant that much to you? Those painfully simple words he could just barely string together?
"Yes, really." He answered, still a bit puzzled.
"Of course it's lovely. You must've worked real hard on it, and it shows. Well done."
Oh god, he sounded like someone's goddamn English teacher.
You didn't seem to think so at all, because you practically beamed at him. His words were making you beam.
Was he not hearing himself right?
You gave him a joyful peck on the cheek (that did require a bit of strain to reach), still smiling proudly.
"Aww, you're so sweet, Dorian! I'm glad you like him."
Oh.
Oh.
That struck a chord in him somewhere, that simple kiss on the cheek, those small words of thanks did something to him. It was the overall simplicity of it, the way it didn't feel forced, like you or him were trying to shower each other in unnecessary words just to feel validated.
Just caring words and actions that made it seem so...
Real.
You couldn't prove it for sure, but Dorian seemed a lot more comfortable in your relationship after that, having an easier time with...everything in it really. You would tease him all about the 'magical plushie' that solved it all, and it would earn that staple chuckle of his (jesus christ that man laughs like he's being held hostage) you'd grown so fond of, not realizing just how true those words were
A story of cuteness aggression and perhaps microaggressions
“( ˶˘ ³˘) Muah 💋 ( ˘ ³˘) muah 💋( *¯ ³¯*) mmmmmuah!💋” you kiss tiny all over his cute lil’ face
“You are just soooooooooooo CUTE!💋💋💋💋💋”
You’re so damn lucky he loves you. He wouldn’t accept this treatment from ANYONE that ain’t you. He absolutely hated this treatment! Being reminded that he’s slightly smaller than the other Dorians. Tiny tries to not melt into this undignified embrace but it’s hard to remain a professional bouncer when you’re being carried via hug and kissed like a prissy cat.
“I love you SO MUCH!💋” his face was covered in lipstick marks. Why did you have to visit him after volunteering to be a makeup test subject for Barry?
“You’re SO cute! You’re my cutie patootie! My lil pookie! I a-door you, chibi of my heart! My sweet sweet tiny door!”
Dorian always thought that your favorite Dorian would be Trap Dorian. It just made sense. He was seductive, slurty, salacious and very willing to rock your world anytime you want to get horizontal with him. If you fell in love with someone why would their worksona be your favorite side of them? And especially why the fuck would your favorite side be the little man syndrome side??? Jacques is right there! Vaughn is right there! And isn’t his (regular) height his main selling point anyway?! But alas here he is in a sea of kisses awash with embarrassment. He supposes it’s not too bad. But that doesn’t make it any less undignified.
You rub his front to yours side to side much like a child hugging an unwilling cat would in this tight hugging embrace. You pull back and see your work “( •̯́ ₃ •̯̀) got to the kitchen and was too excited to see my door” you mumble. He exhales, at least you’re don-no no you’re not “Muah!💋” he admits he sometimes has to hide his smile, he didn’t want to encourage this behavior but he didn’t outright ban you from kissing him.
After you’ve had your fill, you gently place him back on his stool. He looked perfect like this! Covered in your kiss marks, all red and blushy and a bit dizzy. His hair and clothing was disheveled. You smile widely at him “Had enough love?” He asks trying to keep whatever dignity he had left “Maybe” you giggle and sigh lovingly
“you look perfect like this” He sighs and pulls out a handkerchief to wipe his face, to which you of course whine about “heyyyyy why wipe them off? You look perfect like this! Everyone will know you’re spoken for with my marks” Tiny Dorian feels his heart thump more at that. “I’ve got a job to do! This is unprofessional”
“I’m not gonna fire you it’s okie” you insist He rolls his eyes and wipes his face much to your dismay “what’s gotten into you?!” He huffs
“That’s what you get for distracting me”
“And how exactly was I distracting you?” The angy tone did not help his cuteness case in the slightest “You were standing there on my way to the magic show and you were really cute”
“Real clever love, ha ha ha”
“It’s truuuueeee you’re so cute”
“I’m slightly smaller than the other Dorians” he reminds you, irritated “What makes you think I don’t find the other Dorians as cute as you?” You bat your faux lashes
“Because you don’t go to the other Dorians n’ distract them from their duty to bloody carry them like a teddy and baby talk to them about how cute they are!” He says in that signature angry voice of his “I can do that” you shrug, a bit disappointed. He doesn’t like your affections?
“Then do it!” He huffs, still red and embarrassed You look a bit sad at that
“Okay…..” you look down and tiny already starts to regret his words as you walk past him to the magic show. He fears he has made a mistake.
Next few weeks you’ve been reserving your smothering affections for trap Dorian since he doesn’t exactly care about professionalism. You still occasionally talk to regular Dorians at the start or end of your days to help you get a good start or wind down, but so far it’s trap getting the most amount of affection, sexual, emotional and otherwise. He’s just all over you. Dorian as a hive mind is happy about the affections but if your beloved only showed you affection when you were horny and topless it becomes hurtful pretty quickly. Is this punishment? If so, he hates it! Imagine if your lover was kissing only one side of your face!
He, begrudgingly, understood he’d have to tell you if he wanted it back.
From your perspective? In all honesty you wanted to treat him the way he was treating you! He was the one holding you tighter than anyone else in the house! He’s the one who’s always happy to pick you up when requested! And you absolutely loved it when he went deadweight over you. He loved it too, feeling you squirm helplessly and whine at his size. And you enjoyed being helpless under him. You wanted to reciprocate! To hold him and pick him up the way he held and picked up you. Guess he didn’t want that.
One day he’d have enough. You were having a chat with Kopi about latte art and as you turned to leave the coffee shop
“Ahem ahem” you heard someone clear his voice. You turn to find....no one?
“Down here!” tiny Dorian angrily yells
“Oh! Sorry darling. It’s good to see you”
“That right?”
“Of course!”
“Then why haven’t you seen this part of me in so long if that’s what you feel?”
“U-um…you noticed?”
“Yeah, I had a suspicious amount of dignity the past couple weeks” looks like he’s still angry at the affection
“Well….um….i didn’t want to bother you?”
“Ah that rubbish excuse. Doesn’t work with trap now does it?”
“Dori….” You suddenly smile cheekily “did you miss my hugs and kisses?!”
“What?! No! Absolutely not” seems his embarrassment overshadows his yearning
“Then what do you want door-ling?”
“I….well….” He looks away “I just…err….”
You tilt your head “you want more than hugs and kisses?” You say salaciously while gently tilting his chin up the way he does to you.
“N-no! I mean…sure but that’s not what I….” He sighs “I just….want affection without feeling small” it’s strange hearing his voice without an overcompensating anger on top
“I….made you feel too small?”
“Don’t play dumb love, you know you did. Picking me up, spinning me around and calling me cutesy names! You call me small all the time”
“I do but I meant it in a cute way!”
“Oh i know you did! The way you called it cuteness aggression did not fly past me” he huffs still angry
“Then what do you want?”
He sighs “I want your love my darling. But I don’t want it to be condescending”
“I didn’t mean it that way”
“I know you didn’t” he hated how small his voice was now
“But you felt it was” you finish for him.
He nods, embarrassed at his conversation. He didn’t want to ever feel like this. Like his overcompensating tendencies weren’t even enough to make him feel big enough to do his job. You get on your knees, another reminder of his stature and lean in with an apologetic invitation His shoulders ease up “kiss me”
You do so, tilting your head and letting him guide you. You melt into the kiss and feel a shiver run through your spine at the sounds of your lips moving together. You decide not to grasp him like a toy and instead place your hand on his shoulder and another on his jaw, letting yourself submit instead, making him a much happier door. You pull away extra slowly “I’m…. I’m sorry sweetheart. I just wanted to return the favor”
“Favor?”
“Well….I always feel small around you. I always love it though. Especially when you pick me up and do whatever you please however you please.” Your face warms up. Ah…well when you put it like that…
“I love it when you hold me like a teddy bear in your big arms and Ragdoll me a bit when I’m being a brat. It’s why I tease you so much” oh he knew it! no wonder why you loved getting under his doorframe so much! He tries to be a gentleman and this is what you do? Front is gonna have a disciplinary conversation with your backside.
“-But I couldn’t retaliate when you’re so big. You easily overpower me and I love it. But when it’s you? You’re so cute I can’t help but smother you” you sigh “but I guess you don’t want the favor returned. That’s fine. I’ll still kiss you again though?”
He smiles softly “thank you for understanding my darling, of course you can kiss me” he leans in to snag your lips with his. He’s unsure whether his face felt so warm from his own blushing or your warm cheeks against his. You envelop him in a warm hug, surrounding him with your human heat. It felt so good and he couldn’t wait for you to turn him human so he could be filled with this warmth.
He sighs in the kiss and in your embrace, unwittingly doing what he’s been resisting, relaxing into your larger embrace. Turns out the secret was to use tongue obviously.
You gently scratch his scalp and hum into the kiss, making sure to treat him as well as he treats you. When you pull back, he’s flushed without a hint of embarrassment about it “that felt good”
“Mhmm” A small silence befalls you both as you stare into each other’s eyes. Suddenly Tiny sighs, “fine” he folds under zero pressure
“What?”
“You can keep treating me as you like”
“Really!?”
'It’s only fair”
“Fuck yeah!” You pick him up and squeeze him into your nice chest “who’s a good boy? who’s my good boy?”
He sighs in defeat “I am”
“Yes you are!” Aaaaannnd here comes the slurry of kisses 💋
Kissing in front of the coffee shop is a lot more romantic and less embarrassing, he supposes he’ll let it slide since no one is looking.
This time he relaxes and smiles stupidly, it did feel good to be so loved and cradled like he didn’t even have to move a muscle. Like he didn’t have to be on guard and tense all the time. You kiss his lips again and he let himself become dazed on his beloved. You dash to your bed with him in your arms, making his face heat up even more “a-ah…does my size make you that happy love?”
You toss him on Betty “a spoonful of sugar makes the medicine go down” you tease and give his lips some sugar before giving him a taste of his own medicine. You go deadweight on top of him, letting him struggle under you “darling! Cmon now!”
“Whaaaatttt? Feels nice doesn’t it?”
“If this is your way of showing me how it feels I’ll bloody stop!” He wheezes, still smiling and blushing “No” you whine “never stop giving me attention”
You trap your forearms around him, when he did this to you you’d admire his strong arms while gently scratching up his chest, but when you’re doing it to him? Well turns out he wasn’t wrong when he said he was “just as strong” Or at least he’s stronger than he looks, like any small creature.
He shoves your chest, making you arch your back “woah! Dori!”
“Hmph!” You push yourself down on him, knocking the breath outta his lungs. You both laugh and he gets hard. Okay you win he can see why this is fun for you “Is that a doorknob in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?”
“I’m hard as the tree I came from” he groans.
You grin “lay back and let me take care of you pookie 💝”
“Never mind, I went soft from that”
“Nooooo bby” you whine as he struggles to escape out of your loving arms like any beloved grumpy cat.
“Duty calls love. Been away long enough” He worms his way out much to your dismay “
Bye babyyyyy, I love you” He spares a look your way as he stomps away
Hey Date Everything fans! If anyone is curious about the way that the Breaker Box boys are perceived by other members of the house in Date Everything, I went through all of Dorian's statements regarding those if you speak to him prior to speaking to Eddie and Volt. These statements are summed up below.
In general, Dorian doesn't seem to really like any of the members of the electrical closet, or the Breaker Box bar as a venue. He calls the electrical closet some of the "biggest miscreants" in the house, and warns the player away from them. He expresses that the electrical closet locale, he feels like he's keeping the "bad ones" safely away from everyone else.
But regarding Dorian's thoughts on the Breaker Box specifically...
First, if you ask about the Breaker Box bar, Dorian calls it the "seediest bar" in the house and says it attracts a certain "type" of people.
Second, if you choose to ask about Volt specifically, Dorian will tell you that Volt owns the Breaker Box bar. He describes Volt as charming but "hiding something behind that handsome mug of his"
Finally, if you instead choose to ask about Eddie, Dorian will say that he doesn't know Eddie too well, as Eddie keeps himself hidden. He says that Eddie lives and works at the Breaker Box. According to Dorian, Eddie seems alright, except for his stubble, as it's apparently the stubble sported by the "wrong sort"
I still can't get over the fact that when I started Date Everything, I told my friend about Dorian and how he's one of my favorites and their response was to point out that my favorite magnus archives character was Michael and said
