tags: 800 words, ghost!johnny x reader, aftermath of him showing himself for the first time.
Pt One || Pt Two
You'd felt your breath hitch in worry when the broad man pinned you to the door that night only to crash in relief as he faded away like a will-o-wisp after his statement, like he didn't have the energy to hold his body together any longer. A there and gone flicker leaving only the echo of himself behind.
You'd shakily called out into the silent house but there had been no response. It seemed his temper tantrum well and truly wore him out. Just like a toddler.
You were hesitant to celebrate your good fortune too soon but it was relaxing to clean up the aftermath in a quiet environment. The first time it'd been truly quiet in weeks. Still, you couldn't help replaying the vision of him becoming visible in your mind. You didn't think you'd ever seen a man so handsome. It was a shame he was a ghost. And an annoying one at that.
Finished boxing up the food you started on the dishes.
You were a little concerned with what would happen once he came back and the fact that he seemed to be able to touch you now, too. He hadn't been able to do that before. Just like you hadn't ever seen him physically. And then him pinning you to the door? It stressed you out to think about, but you figured you'd cross that bridge when you came to it. It wasn't like you could move out so you two were stuck together unless you found a way to exorcise him.
There was a thought.
Maybe you should see if there were any occult shops near you.
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Johnny was pissed.
Right after he'd made that statement and pinned you against the door he'd lost all energy and faded right back into the incorporeal realm. He wasn't around to watch you call out 'Hello?' into the empty house and have silence bounce back.
He felt like he'd been rung out to dry. He'd never expended that much energy in one go before and that combined with forcing a physical body had sapped him. He wasn't aware of who or where he was for a while, content to just float as he regained his strength.
His sense of self came back first. A faint, flickering light that reminded him he used to be human, used to have wants and needs that he worked towards. Goals and desires alike. He used to be willful. Driven. Determined. These were the first flavors that seeped back into his psyche and he latched onto them with a fervor.
Next, unsurprisingly, were thoughts of you. Thoughts of how you looked, sounded, acted around his house. You saturated his mind with your brightness and he felt himself craving more. Yearning to be near you. To be in your presence.
Where were you now? He needed to get to you. To find you. Needed to make his presence known again. To touch you. Talk to you.
He needed to get home.
That was enough to bring him back to consciousness, albeit barely. He looked around the living room with bleary eyes, searching for you. Finding it empty he floated into the kitchen where he found you stocking groceries into the fridge and cabinets.
How long had he been gone?
"Did ye miss me?" he cooed exhaustedly cockily, cheeky smile playing across his face only for you to ignore him and continue emptying bags. His smirk dropped into a frown as he pouted. Moving around to the cabinets in front of you he tried to close one to get your attention only for his hand to pass right through.
Pulling back, he looked at his hand then the cupboard then his hand and tried again. It had been ages since he couldn't manipulate items, especially something as simple as a door. Same result. He passed through the wood like it wasn't even there. Or rather, like he wasn't even there.
"You've gotta be kidding me," he said crossly. "You can't hear me at all, can you?"
No response from you.
He let his head drop back with a groan, scowling up at the ceiling in frustration. Why'd this have to happen now? He just realized he could touch you and now you were being dangled just out of his reach? How was that fair?
Turning to glare at you like this was your fault, he took joy in the shiver that skittered down your spine. Pleased that you could still feel his displeasure even if you didn't know he was there. He'd just have to wait until he regained all his strength. Then he could greet you properly.
He could be patient.
Especially if you were waiting at the finish line.
I'm thinking a sort of dystopian inspired setting where birth rates have really plummeted and infertility is common. Omegas are forced to undergo testing once they're adults to determine if they're fertile and would be able to carry to term. If so, they're involuntarily inseminated during their next heat (maybe the heat itself also is induced through artificial means) with sperm that is a mixture of a bunch of alphas. The alphas are like, high society and from rich/powerful families, who have all undergone genetic testing to ensure they could make healthy, strong pups. Since fertile omegas are so rare, they're in high demand, so to keep things 'fair' (take the use of that word with a grain of salt) it's almost more like a lottery. Once the omega has been pregnant for three months, a prenatal paternity test is used to determine which alpha's sperm took, and thus the omega is given to that alpha as their mate.
Techno hid his omega status for a very long time but is eventually found out and forced into the program, much to his dismay. Quackity is a nepo baby slash mob brat alpha who is just elated to hear his seed managed to knock up such a pretty omega <3
After a while of In-ho keeping Gi-hun hidden away for himself, Gi-hun eventually lets In-ho mate and claim him. However, Gi-hun still doesn’t fully settle into his new life, showing signs of discontent.
But then Gi-hun falls pregnant and throughout the pregnancy he is in a state of pure bliss. He often spends time curled up in his nest with a hand over his stomach, purring. Or, he’ll cuddle up to In-ho and thank him for giving him such a precious gift.
…But during childbirth - the baby dies.
Gi-hun falls into a pit of despair. For months all he’ll do is cry. In-ho will try to comfort him but all he does is mumble “hurts” and “pup” whilst In-ho coos at him.
So In-ho does the only thing he can think of.
He gets his omega a pup.
Gi-hun, who’s broken from losing Ga-yeong, the games, being kept by In-ho and the death of his baby, doesn’t question how In-ho got the baby - even if it wasn’t in the most… ethical way.
All he can think about is the small bundle in In-ho’s arms that needs him.
Gi-hun happily purrs and scents the baby, herding In-ho and the baby to cuddle on the bed. So they can spend some quality family time together.
What?! No I am not taking it too far with Halloween decorations. I resent you saying this just because the entire house is coated with webs. And okay yea, you're currently stuck in one of those webs, but its fiiiiiiiinnnnneee! Okay? Don't worry about it.
Now, about the 3 giant spider people I brought in to do this web stuff. They miiiiight be looking for someone to take their eggs, and I mean, you're already stuck there with your legs wide open...soooooo would you mind helping out? Don't worry, I will handle 2 of them, but I could really use someone to cover the 3rd one. I am sure if you really don't want to, they won't, but then they're gonna have to deal with getting all those eggs in one person.
Anyway, I am going to get nice and stuck in that web over there. They should cut us after they're done with ovipositing. So hang tight!
You know what that means.....everyone's getting filled with eggs! Tangent? Eggpreged. Deltashock? Also eggpreged. Prowl? Filled to the brim. Deepstrider? You know it.
It's like stocking stuffers except the stockings are their valves and the stuffers are my eggs, mmmmm imagine being their alien captor and having them as concubines and/or consorts
-wife anon
Captor implies capturing which, honestly, probably means struggle. But if you don't have to tie him down and gag Prowl so he doesn't tear through you with his teeth, there's something going on. Whether it be numb routine, calculating and waiting and planning, or genuine pleasure.
I'm not much into permanent or even long-term processor adjustment or dumbification, particularly because I'm tired of those kinks being used to kinda defang Prowl or make him more palpable for some people. He's like,, the scheming type.. getting him fat and pregnant with your heirs makes him a little more docile sometimes and much more violent in other areas.
Gotta be a pretty virile being- or one with a real slim chance of hatching if you've got four Cybertronians egged. Though there's probably some level of difference between them. Deepstrider is pretty anxious, but he's a bigger mech and has more room. Tangent is kinda tough and squirmy. Deltashock is the smallest out of all of them, even if not by much.
'Filled to the brim.'. Prowl is already a mother. Maybe that's your excuse for stuffing him so excessively, but it actually just gets you hot, doesn't it? Watching that snappy bots stretch marks on his belly get spread wide until his protoforn is practically catching the light, feeling his fat, quivering valve milk you. You fed him up, right? That'll keep his pussy fat for pounding and his massive breasts aching.
He's bred up the most, left with his optics flickering and servos instinctively clinging to the most taunt places on his frame. He has to keep a bit active so that your huge clutch doesn't just keep him bedbound. You can't hide Prowl away, though. If you've given him any sort of influence or political power, he's gotta keep playing with it. You've got four mechs, surely you can just abuse his forge and leave his valve accessible for pregnant sex? He deserves it.
Deepstrider probably gets the second most, based on size hierarchy. You could deny him access to his array if you wanted, but he'd be more careful if he knew these ones might hatch. You choosing to frag him while that's a reality makes him anxious.
Deltashock gets a clutch big enough to make her claw the berth and tremble. She's kinda got not the largest valve, so she might've been doing that while you fragged her anyways, depending on your size. She's never been a carrier before. Your ovipositioner stuffing her valve kinda hits her with that while she's being pushed full until you decide she's swollen enough. Don't let a few eggs stop you from using her spike- the same probably applies to Deepstrider's monster.
Man.. that makes me think about Deepstrider inflating his mods inside of the rest of your 'concubines'. Tangent deliriously babbling about how much it hurts while he squirts all over it.. Deltashock trying to brace herself, maybe punished for trying to prepare for it by slobbering her intake on it, completely muffling her noises and straining her lipplates.
I obviously wanna impale Prowl on it. Make him think he can take it while he's blindfolded or something, and it starts being pushed inside of him. The full circumference is- a bit harder than he thought, maybe, but he has survived worse. His processor actively starts dripping out of his helm with every section that keeps going deeper inside of him, though. Should make him sit on it by himself or tie him up and lower him onto it. Just so he doesn't give up out of shame. You can tell when Prowl's valve is stuffed by the way he wiggles in discomfort, but it keeps pressing in anyways.
N then his whore valve finds a little more room for Deepstrider's spike inside of his pussy. He takes that shit to the base. Rub his node, and his overload is devastating. Deepstrider's painting the Praxian's insides pink, might have already. Prowl's shaking and crashing, clenching down so hard as his calipers try and fail to reset to their default size, his charge crackles through all their touching nodes.. it's just a repeating loop of him cumming and crashing, and it's turning Deepstrider into an incoherent mess.
Tangent plays at fancy, Deepstrider's probably the easiest to pamper, and Deltashock seems the most well behaved/acceptable. Seems. Prowl's playing advisor so much he'd be mistaken for someone else if he wasn't so obviously pregnant and you weren't so touchy.
It'd be a silly drama because the closest thing to a rivalry conflict is Deltashock and Tangent wanting to maul each other to death once in a while for some perceived slight or favoritism. I know it's about the kink, but lmaoooo. They'd actually be a pretty decent set of consorts.. by virtue of a lot of others being not. Not trying to kill each other, handsome, smart, vary in levels of touchy and affectionate. The cons are they may plot to kill you, anyone around you, generally dip if they aren't there 100% willingly, and would sabotage something if it led into a circumstance they want. Deepstrider's getting kinda press ganged into it, but he doesn't mind too much, sorry.
Imagine him being able to manipulate your thoughts. Why think of anything else but him? Why would you ever want to talk to anyone else when you can talk with him - someone who knows you better than literally anyone else. No one knows you like he does. No one cares about what you care about more than him. No one else understands you the way he can. Nobody else is worth it. Wouldn't it just be nice to talk to him, and only him, forever?
Can you imagine if he were able to manipulate your brain chemistry? Conditioning you to associate him with happiness, he floods you with dopamine, serotonin, and oxytocin whenever you speak or think of him. And if you dare ignore him or try to spend time with anyone else, he's not afraid to mess with your head. You may suddenly find yourself unable to feel much of anything, or maybe too much - spiraling into panic attacks and unable to calm yourself. You only find relief when you come crawling back to Brain Ghost Dirk. Well, metaphorically speaking.
Dirk being so powerful in his control over your mind that he's able to control your body. You're trapped inside your own body, silently screaming to be let go and for Dirk to stop, all while he ignores your words and showers you in praise. He loves feeling your skin on your hands, feeling you through your own body. He can increase the sensitivity if you'd like. He knows exactly what you like best, after all. Nobody knows you as well as him.
And really, if you didn't want it, wouldn't you have been able to stop him by now. After all, he was only in your head.
