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Steven Grant headcanons!
SFW!
these are based purely off of the series, not the comics! most of these are him as your bf!
a/n: obsessed with this little nerd… a lot of the fanfics i’ll be posting will probably be oscar isaac characters, including miguel. yes, i am in fact watching all of these shows (ex machina, frankenstein, + more) just to see oscar isaac
He has never been in a relationship before, and I will DIE on this hill. We all saw how he reacted when he held onto Layla by the hips on the motorcycle, right? (he’s a quick learner though! his priority is making you happy in any way he can. he also probably knows more than what he lets on, iykwim)
Took a lot of time and a lot of motivating (forcing) from Jake and Marc to ask you out
Easily flustered, especially if you flirt with him out of nowhere
LOVES to give you random facts about anything he knows, he especially loves it when you ask him questions about it
He told you about Marc and Jake in one of his nervous rambles, and apologized very profusely after
Loves giving you hugs and just staying close to you in general
Whenever you have trouble falling asleep, he’ll read you one of his (many) books about Ancient Egypt
Not one to take you out much, only for special occasions or if you want to. He prefers just staying cuddled up with you and reading a book or watching something together
On the topic of watching things, he probably watches a ton of documentaries, like those national geographic ones. He 100% gets mad when they give an incorrect fact. (this is the maddest you’ll ever see him be)
He doesn’t listen to music much, but if he did, he’d probably listen to Arctic Monkeys, or like The Beatles
He doesn’t like you coming along when he has to do his Moon Knight duties. He’ll definitely put himself in the way if he sees you in any potential danger
Since he’s a vegan, he doesn’t have much of a variety of food in his fridge, but he’ll happily let you store some of your own food if you don’t like his
Victor Frankenstein NSFW alphabet
Victor Frankenstein x reader (NSFW/SMUT/MDNI)
contents/warnings: breeding kink, lactation kink, biting kink, consensual somnophilia, oral sex (m. and f. receiving), edging, teasing, masturbation (m.), knife play, fire play, use of sex toys, pegging, lmk if i missed one!
a/n: X is skipped on purpose!
A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)
Very, very sleepy. Will cling onto you as he sleeps.
B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)
His favorite body part are his hands. They help him dissect anything he wants, and can also use them to please you. His favorite body part for you are your lips. Loves the feeling of them running all over his body, loves hearing the sounds that he hears from them. He gets shivers thinking about it.
C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)
Prefers to always cum inside of you, in whatever hole his dick is in. When he’s fucking your throat, he’ll sometimes pull out and let it splatter all over your face and chest.
D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)
Has a separate journal that’s just about you, including multiple drawings, both clothed and nude. It has everything you like and dislike, and the various ways he fantasizes about you.
E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)
Experienced in the sense that he’s read everything about sex. Besides that, he’s not that experienced, but still knows what he’s doing and how to pleasure you.
F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)
Missionary. He loves seeing all of your facial expressions and then folding you in half when he’s close. All of his moans and whimpers spill right next to your ears.
G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)
He’s serious. Very rarely will you see him be giggling and laughing. Doesn’t mean he’s not having a great time, he’s just extremely focused.
H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)
Maybe a small trim once in a while, but besides that, he just lets it be wild.
I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)
Very intimate most of the time. He makes sure to worship you, takes his time to make sure you’re enjoying every aspect.
J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)
Jacks off in his lab when he's reaaally desperate and you’re not around. This happens frequently.
K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)
Lactation kink (cmon this one is SO obvious), breeding kink, somnophilia (consensual), biting kink. He definitely likes biting, whether it’s hard or soft, expect bite marks all over you. He likes being bitten as well! Don’t be afraid to sink your teeth into that smooth skin of his. Also likes being tied up/tying others up.
L = Location (favorite places to do the do)
In his room on his bed or in the tub. On occasion, he lets you give him head under the desk while he’s writing things down. Also on his operating table, but only if it’s mostly clean.
M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)
Teasing him. Tying yourself up and putting yourself on display for him. He’ll resist if he’s busy, but gives in sooner or later.
N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)
Sex with others. He’s possessive and wants you all to himself. If you dare suggest it to him, you’ll be tied to the bed for a week (whether it’s literally or figuratively is up to you).
O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)
Prefers receiving (especially when you’re under his desk), but he loves giving head. Loves eating you out as you sit on his face, or sitting on his table, interrupting his note taking.
P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)
Usually slow and steady, but will go at whatever pace you ask him to.
Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)
Doesn’t like quickies that much. He prefers to take his time.
R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)
This is Victor Frankenstein we’re talking about. Of course he experiments in the bedroom. Whatever you want, he’s up for it. Whether it’s something like knife play or fire play, he’ll try it out with you.
S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)
Two or three rounds most of the time, four if he tries hard enough to stay awake. If you still want more, he doesn’t mind if you do it while he’s asleep.
T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)
Has a lot of them, and he uses them all on you. Seeing how you react to them, what you like and don’t like. Butt plugs, dildos, vibrators, everything you can imagine. You can use them on him too, best believe he has a strap stored.
U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)
He’s not the one doing the teasing most of the time, you are. He protests, but he likes it. Make him fall to his knees! He does enjoy edging you a lot as well.
V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)
Loud. Mostly whimpering noises and groans. Will sometimes stay silent if you’re teasing him too much about it, but will ultimately end up making the same noises in the end.
W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)
He’s a power bottom. My evidence? Just look at him.
Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)
Not very high. Sometimes you’ll go weeks barely seeing him, as he’s always cooped up in the lab. But if you bring up how long it’s been, he’ll have you right then and there.
Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
Stays up at most three minutes afterwards, after that, he’s dead asleep.
The Red Means I Love You - Perverted Steven Edition
Yandere!Steven Grant x reader (NSFW/MDNI/SMUT)
Things have started to get a bit odd in your life after getting closer to your new coworker. He can’t possibly be the reason behind it, right?
contents/warnings: obsessive steven, violent killing, manipulation, possessiveness, stalking (basic yandere stuff), mostly steven’s pov, unsolicited picture taking, steven breaks into your house, panty stealing, steven jerks off in his bed and your bed, oral (f. receiving), p in v, unprotected sex, creampie, breeding kink if you squint
w/c: 2.3k
You feel eyes stare at you as you scroll on your phone. You look around, and find Steven looking at you with a small smile on his face. You two have been getting closer to each other after working together for a bit. He’s odd, but very sweet. You give him a wave and walk over to him, which seemingly breaks him out of his trance.
“What’s up with me always catching you staring at me?” You put your hands on the counter and look into his dark brown puppy dog eyes. You give him a stern look, raising your eyebrow.
Steven stammers and blushes, putting his hands up. “Sorry, I zone out a lot! I just happen to always be staring at you.”
You laugh and pat his shoulder, and he seems to blush even harder. “I’m just playing around, don’t worry.”
You turn around to leave, and Steven quickly pulls out his phone once you’re completely turned around. With trembling hands, he snaps a quick photo, zoomed in on your ass. He quickly puts his phone away before anyone sees him. Your tight skirt that outlines the lower half of you perfectly makes him daydream of everything he wants to do with you. He knows you’re his, he just needs to get rid of everyone else in the way first.
He continues to watch you for a few hours, intervening whenever he sees someone getting a bit too close to you. He gets angry, furious even, whenever he sees someone trying to flirt with you. To others, it might seem excessive, but they don’t know you’re his! You two are soulmates, but only he can see it. He’ll do anything to protect you from the grimy hands of others, they don’t love you like he does.
A guy walks up to the register, he seems familiar, but Steven can’t exactly pinpoint where he’s seen him. He grabs a bag of candy and gives it to Steven so that he can scan it.
“Hey mate, you’re the guy that works with my girl, right? I’ve heard good things about you. Apparently you’re the only one she can stand here.”
Ah. That’s why he recognizes him. One of the days Steven was “protecting” you, he saw you walk around with him. He didn’t see you guys kiss or anything, so he gave you the benefit of the doubt and thought perhaps you two were siblings.
“I’m glad she likes me!” Steven gives him a friendly smile, but his blood is boiling. He knows what he has to do.
“Yeah, you’re one of the reasons she’s still working here.” Steven hands him the bag, but holds it tightly as he tries to grab it.
“Uhm, are you alright?”
“Sorry, I got a bit distracted.” Steven lets go of the bag and waves goodbye to him. He looks around and shouts to Donna that he’ll be right back, who gives him an eye roll. He follows your boyfriend out of the museum, and yells.
“Hey wait!” Steven runs up to him and puts his hand on his shoulder. “Wanna go have lunch? I know an amazing place near here.”
Your boyfriend looks at his watch, and pauses for a second. “Sure.”
Steven grabs his arm tightly and pulls him down the street. He points in front of him. “It’s not too far, just follow me.”
They soon arrive at an abandoned warehouse, and your boyfriend looks around worriedly. “Are you sure we’re in the right spot?” This seems-“
Steven punches him with all of his might, and drags him inside, locking the door. He gets some materials and ties him up, tying his hands behind his back and covering his mouth to muffle the screams. He looks serious, his eyes are filled with rage.
“You don’t deserve her. I know you don’t treat her as well as I would.” Steven grabs a bat and puts his foot on his stomach.
“You’re not worthy, you’re a piece of shit.” He waves the bat around, dangerously close to his face. He sounds like almost a completely different person.
With one swing, he bashes your boyfriend’s head into the ground, blood splattering everywhere. “This is what you deserve after daring to get close to her.” He’s unfazed by everything, and simply cleans everything up with cleaning supplies that were stored in a nearby crate.
He walks out of the warehouse, smiling from ear to ear as he thinks of the two of you, happily married with a family of your own. Now that he’s gotten rid of your boyfriend, he’s one step closer to his goal. To have you all to himself.
He walks back into the museum and takes his place back at the counter, patiently waiting for his shift to end.
-
The long, agonizing work day is now over, and you and Steven are walking out of the museum. You keep dialing your boyfriend’s number, but he doesn’t pick up.
“Ugh! I hate it when he gets like this! What did I even do this time? You groan as you tap your screen to call him again, but it keeps going straight to voicemail.
“We went to lunch together, and he talked to me about you.” Steven says this unexpectedly, making you turn your head.
“What’d he say?”
He takes a deep breath. “You’re not going to like it.”
You roll your eyes. “I don’t care, just tell me.”
“Well, he told me how much he hates you and how he can’t wait to dump you for another girl he’s talking to. He says you’re super annoying and embarrassing to be around.”
You stop in your tracks, the sound of the phone dialing can be heard, before you hang up and put it away.
“He- He said all of that? Just yesterday, he was telling me how much he loved me.” You feel tears start to form in your eyes, and you cover your face. Steven opens his arms and pulls you in for a hug, patting your back.
“I’m sorry. Don’t listen to him, you’re an amazing and beautiful person.” He puts his head on your neck and breathes in, taking in your scent. He pulls away and wipes your tears from your cheeks.
“Don’t waste your tears over a guy like him. He’s worthless.” Steven gives you a soft smile in the hopes of cheering you up, and you chuckle softly.
“Thanks Steven.” You pull him in for another hug, and feel his hands a bit lower than they should be, but you pay it no mind.
You two hug for a moment, just focusing on each other. You pull away, and Steven looks a bit disappointed.
“What are you gonna do now?” You ask Steven, playing with his hair.
“I’m just going to wait here for the bus.”
“The bus? Want me to drive you over to your flat?”
“Yes! I mean- sure, if you want to. I don’t want you to be pressured or anything.”
“It’s fine, I don’t mind.” You walk towards your car and Steven follows. You get into the driver’s seat, and Steven gets into the passenger seat, looking around and taking everything in. He takes a deep breath.
“Your car smells like you.”
“Thanks? I hope that’s a compliment.”
You can see Steven blush in your peripheral vision. “It is! You smell very nice!” You laugh at his unusual compliment.
Steven gives you the directions to his flat, and you soon arrive. You park in the parking lot and roll down your window to say goodbye to him.
“I’ll see you at work tomorrow!” You wave, and he waves back excitedly.
-
Steven hangs outside your apartment window, watching you sleep. He trails his hand on the glass over your figure. You look gorgeous, even while sleeping. He sees your underwear drawer open, and a thrill of excitement flows through him.
He gets an idea that he’ll execute tomorrow. A way of getting to be “intimate” with you, without you actually being there. He continues to watch you, and daydreams of many scenarios and scenes with you. He feels his pants get much tighter, and decides to go back home before he cums in his Mr Knight suit.
When he’s back in his room, he quickly shoves down his pants, grabbing a hold of his cock and moaning into his pillow. He thinks about how you taste like, your pussy, all soaked for him as he dives his head between your thighs. Your thighs trembling around his head as he laps up your fluids.
He feels his hands sticky with release as he opens his eyes, getting a tissue from the counter and cleaning himself. He sighs and looks up into the ceiling, playing with a nearby rubix cube.
He can’t wait, the level of desperation he has for you is pathetic. Everything about you is fascinating and gorgeous to him. You have no flaws, apart from the fact that you can’t notice that he’s the only one for you.
-
His alarm rings, signaling it’s time to get up for work. He sends Donna a message saying that he came down with an unexpected fever, and that he can’t come in today and sending a thousand apologies. He also sends you a message, something along the same lines of what he sent to Donna, but he adds a heart at the end of his message to you.
He quickly gets ready, but waits a little in his flat to make sure that you’re already at work. He has your whole schedule memorized, everything about you, he knows. He walks out of his building and heads towards your apartment. He stands outside your door, opening it with the copy of your key that he made.
He walks in, looking around at your apartment. It’s a mix between messy and clean, with clothes thrown haphazardly around the couch. He enters your room with slow steps, a smile on his face. Your bed is made, and your bedroom is overall tidy.
He opens your underwear drawer slowly with anticipation, feeling his cock throb in his pants. He grabs red, lacy panties, decorated with small bows at the side. He lays down on your bed with your panties in hand, wrapping himself in your sheets. He takes his cock out of his pants, and presses your panties to his face, shivering with delight.
He strokes himself slowly at first. He imagines you underneath him, begging him to go faster as he rubs your clit in circles. He moans into your pillow, nearly drooling. He pumps his hand faster, imagining that he’s driving his cock into your tight pussy. He puts his head near your neck and bites it, hearing your sweet moans spill out right next to his ear. You call out his name, telling him how good you’re feeling, all because of him.
He clutches your panties even harder as he feels himself almost climaxing. His cock deep inside you, hitting that sweet spot of yours. You’re begging him to never leave, telling him that you’re his.
“Mine, all mine.” He whimpers into your pillow. He cums all over his hand, moaning loudly. He imagines cumming in your pussy, watching it drip out of you, and then pushing it back in with two of his fingers. He opens his eyes, bringing him down from his euphoric state. He looks down at the mess he’s made in your sheets, and blushes.
He quickly gets up and cleans everything up, scrubbing your sheets and fixing your bed. He stuffs your panties into his bag, and continues to look through your drawers. He takes one or two more as souvenirs. He’ll give them back! He promises! He opens the drawer all the way in the bottom, filled with various sex toys. He pulls out a purple dildo, comparing it with his own dick. They’re about the same size, and it makes him confident. He quickly closes the drawer and stands up, his eye landing on a picture.
It’s a picture of you and your boyfriend. He quickly grabs it and rips it up, throwing it out the window angrily. He grabs his items and inspects your room one more time to clear any trace of him there. He leaves your building, beyond ecstatic.
-
You get home after your shift, and while getting clothes to change into after your shower, you notice a few of your panties are missing. Even your favorite, red laced pair. You change into your pj’s and lay down on your bed, scrolling on your phone.
A missing person’s report pops up on mid-scroll. It’s a picture of your boyfriend. You sit up abruptly, shocked with the news. To your knowledge, Steven was the last one to see him.
You feel your heart hammering in your chest, threatening to jump out. Steven wouldn’t do that, right? He’s just a weird guy, but he would never do something like that. He’s too friendly and sweet for that kind of stuff.
As a last ditch effort, you dial your boyfriend’s number again. No response. You message Steven about it.
“Hey. It turns out my bf is missing. Maybe that’s why he isn’t picking up.”
Steven almost instantly reads the message, replying soon after.
“Really?! Oh gods, I’m so sorry.”
“Hopefully the police find him soon.”
You turn off your phone, and head towards your counter to find the picture of you and your boyfriend.
That’s odd, it’s not there anymore. You search all over your room, but can’t find it anywhere. Your phone lights up with a message from Steven that reads:
“Is there anything I can do to make you feel better? This must be making you feel horrible.”
You grab your phone to reply to him. Perhaps getting closer to him can help you ease your mind.
-
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The Red Means I Love You
Yandere!Steven Grant x reader
contents: obsessive steven, killing, possessiveness, stalking (basic yandere stuff), steven can transform into mr knight but marc and jake dont exist/arent mentioned, cliffhanger “you decide how this ends” ending
w/c: 2.6K
“Steven!”
He looks up from behind the register, a barcode scanner in one hand and what you assume to be a bag of candy in the other. You walk up to him and put your hands on the counter.
“You know that guy I was talking to a few days ago? We’re finally going on a date later today! He seems like an amazing guy.”
“Really? I’m…. happy for you! I hope he’s an amazing person.”
He quickly goes back to scanning the bags of candy. His face is tense.
“Hey, you okay?”
“Me? Uhm, yeah, I’m fine! Just, you know, thinking about what I’m doing tonight.”
“Oh? Do you have a date of your own?”
“Not really. Unless you count me and Gus watching a movie together a date.”
You both laugh before you notice what time it is.
“Oh shit, it’s almost 9. My tours are about to start. I’ll see you at lunch break!”
Steven gives you a small wave as you walk away.
-
The first half of the day goes by rather uneventfully, as usual, but you’re still really excited about your date tonight.
As you’re walking towards Steven to go on your lunch breaks together, a hand on your shoulder stops you. You turn around to see who it is. It’s your date.
“Luka! What are you doing here? I thought you’d be super busy today.”
“I just stopped by to drop off some lunch. Are we still on for our date tonight?”
“Yup!”
“Great, I’ll see you then.”
You both hug and give each other a kiss on the cheek. Little did you know, Steven was watching all of this unfold.
After you wave goodbye to Luka, you turn around to see Steven right behind you, gripping the strap on his bag very tightly, to the point where his knuckles are white.
“Steven? You’re gripping that strap really tightly. Are you sure you’re okay?”
He lets go of the strap and looks at you, his face seems a bit flushed.
“Huh? Yes I’m okay, I promise. I’m just a bit distracted today.”
“Alright.. if you say so.”
You both walk and sit on the benches near the fountain. You unpack the lunch your date gave you, you take a bite out of it and grimace. You reluctantly swallow it and immediately drink water.
“That tasted awful. Probably should’ve told him what foods I don’t like.”
“You can have my other burrito if you’d like.”
Steven digs into his bag and pulls out another burrito. He offers it to you with a big smile on his face.
“Oh! Thank you!”
You both continue to eat while talking about whatever comes to mind. You get up once the alarm that signals it’s time to get back to work goes off.
-
After your shift is over, you go straight home to prepare for your date. You take a nice, long shower and do your hair and makeup. You put on some jewelry and a dress. You’re very excited, to say the least. The last time you went out, the guy you were supposed to be meeting mysteriously went missing. He was never found by authorities.
You arrive right on time at the restaurant, but your date hasn’t arrived yet. You give him the benefit of the doubt and think he’s simply stuck in traffic. You sit down at a table and wait.
It’s been an hour. He’s still not here yet. You’ve sent him countless messages, but he hasn’t even read them.
Heyy, I’m already here. Lmk when you arrive!
Hey, it’s been 15 minutes. Are you okay?
Hi. It’s been 30 minutes. Why aren’t you replying??
Okay. I’m leaving. Clearly this was a waste of time. It’s been an hour and you don’t even have the decency to send one message.
You get up and inform the hostess you’re leaving. You didn’t even treat yourself to a drink.
You quickly drive back home. Once you arrive at your apartment, you take off your makeup and undo your hair. You lay down on the bed, not caring to take off the dress and get into something more comfortable. You start to binge-watch one of your favorite shows.
You hear a slight tap on your bedroom window as you’re trying to fall asleep, which makes you sit up. You get up and open the window, but there’s nobody there. You could’ve sworn you saw someone in a white outfit.
You lay back down on your bed and tell yourself it’s probably nothing. It’s 2am and your brain is playing tricks on you again. You live on the 10th floor of an apartment building, it’s impossible for someone to reach your window anyways.
-
You wake up feeling tired and hungry, which makes sense since you wound up not eating dinner last night. As you get up to get ready, you decide to check your window one last time to make sure nothing weird was going on last night.
There’s nothing there that’s out of place, as you figured.
-
You go over to Steven and greet him at his usual spot behind the cash register.
“You know that guy I was super excited to go on a date with yesterday? Well, he stood me up.”
“Wow. What an asshole. Who in their right mind would ghost a gorgeous and funny woman like you? I would personally take you on dates every week.”
Steven freezes, eyes opening wide as the words slipped out of his mouth.
“I mean, I hope that didn’t sound too creepy. I was just.. I was just telling the truth, yeah?”
You chuckle and give him a light flick on the forehead.
“Thanks Steven, I needed that confidence booster.”
-
When you two are about to head out to lunch, a guy stands in front of you two.
“Hey, I was wondering if I could get your number. I thought you were really pretty, and you seem sweet.”
“Oh! Sure, I guess. Let me just- Steven?”
Steven suddenly wraps his arm around your waist and pulls you close to him. You look at him, and he looks angry and as if he’s going to punch the guy.
“Sorry mate, but she doesn’t want your number. She’s with me.”
Is this the Steven you know? The kind, sweet, and never looking for conflict Steven? You feel your face heat up at this sudden change and close contact.
“Alright, she’s all yours bruv.”
The man walks away with his hands up, and Steven releases his grip on you. He looks at you and panics.
“I’m sorry! I don’t know what happened there! I didn’t trust that guy and I didn’t know how else to get him to back off! He looked sketchy! I’m so sorry!”
“Steven, calm down. It’s fine. Let’s just go have lunch.”
You put your hand on his shoulder and squeeze it softly. He seems to calm down, but still has an embarrassed look on his face.
-
Once your shift is over, you see Steven quickly leaving without even saying goodbye to you. That’s odd. He didn’t say goodbye to you and he’s not on inventory? Being the nosy person that you are, you decide to follow him. What could be so important that he’s leaving so urgently?
As you follow him and hide yourself in crowds to make sure he doesn’t spot you, you arrive at a presumably abandoned warehouse. He looks around to make sure nobody is following him before entering. You quickly enter afterwards, hiding behind crates as you look at him.
You crouch down and your shoe hits a puddle of.. blood? You quickly pull your foot back to avoid getting yourself even dirtier.
You quickly realize two things, your friend Steven might be a serial killer, and that this was a big, fat, mistake.
You quickly hear muffled screaming and move to look. Is that the guy that asked for your number earlier? You move so you can see the person in front of him, and see a person in a white suit and a white mask. The guy is laying on the floor, arms tied up behind his back and his mouth gagged.
“You made a grave mistake, making stupid choices leads to consequences.”
You recognize that voice. That’s undeniably Steven. Why is he doing all of this?
He quickly bashes the guy’s head in with the metal bat, the whole event making you yelp. Steven catches the sound and immediately looks at the crate you’re behind.
You quickly fully hide behind the crate and cover your mouth. You hear footsteps approaching, and your eyes start to water. Is this really how it all ends? Getting bashed in the head by what you thought to be the sweetest co-worker in the world?
You close your eyes once he arrives, his metal bat in the air, but he stops and says your name. He drops the bat, and it hits the floor with a loud thunk that echoes throughout the warehouse. You open your eyes to look at him, tears streaming down your face in fear. The tip and middle of the bat are covered in blood.
“Oh gods, you weren’t supposed to see this! You weren’t to find out about- about any of this!”
The mask on his face quickly disappears and he puts his hands in the air.
“It’s me, Steven. I promise I’m not going to hurt you.”
He gets on his knees on the puddle of blood, he covers his face as he starts.. crying?
“I’m sorry! Are you going to turn me in? You should! You should turn me in! I’m a monster! I’m evil! I’m-”
“Hey, hey, Steven, it’s okay.”
It’s not okay. It’s not okay in the slightest. You can feel your heartbeat beating in your ears out of fear, but still feel bad about him sobbing in front of you.
He lowers his hands from his face and looks at you through his puffy eyes.
“I’m not going to report you to the authorities until I get a glimpse of what the hell you’re doing here.”
You say that silently hoping that it was self defense, but by the looks of the guy, it definitely wasn’t.
All of a sudden, he gets super close to you, you close your eyes thinking he’s going to kill you, but actually pulls you in for a hug.
“Oh gods, thank you! Who knows what they would’ve done to me in jail?”
You tense up as you notice the blood on his gloves. You softly push him away as he looks at you with a confused face.
“Not too fast now, I said I’m not going to report you yet.”
You sigh as you rub your eyes. How the hell did you get into this mess? And why are you contemplating whether to report a literal killer to the police?
“Why did you do all of this Steven? Are you the reason behind my date ghosting me, including the one that went missing a few weeks ago?”
“You wouldn’t get it, my love. All of this bloodshed is me protecting you. Those bastards shouldn’t lay their hands on a woman as precious as you.”
He stands up and gestures around the warehouse. This is certainly a side of Steven you never even thought existed.
“But I’m.. I’m not even close to your league, I’m not worthy of you either, at least not yet. I need to prove to you that I would do anything, and I mean anything to show you how much my heart aches for you. You were never supposed to see this. Now you think I’m a monster, which I am.”
Your heart is beating faster in your chest, but you don’t know if it’s from fear or the confession he just gave. He kneels down in front of you again, his messy curls covering his face. Tears fall slowly down his cheeks, giving you mixed feelings about whether he feels guilty of killing those people or whether he just feels guilty you found out.
“Are you okay? You’re breathing really quickly and you’re sweating.”
You didn’t even realize you were starting to sweat. He puts a hand on your shoulder and you flinch.
“I promise I won’t hurt you. I would never even dream of that.”
“Sorry, I’m just taking in the fact that the shy, awkward, sweet Steven Grant I know has been killing every person that has ever flirted with me.”
His cheeks get a bit pink, and he runs one of his hands through his hair.
“Well, when you put it that way, I guess I’d be the last person you’d expect to be a serial killer.”
You rest your face on your palms as you rethink every life decision that has led you up to this point.
“Look, you’re going to come with me so we can get my car and go to my apartment. There, you’re going to tell me everything, okay?”
“Okay.”
He helps you stand up and he looks at the body of the guy he killed.
“I should probably um… clean that up.”
You gag as you see the dead body and swiftly look away.
“Go do your thing, I’ll wait for you outside.”
As you stand outside the door to wait for him, you open your phone and think about calling the police on him. You ultimately decide against it, as you don’t know if he’ll come after you if he escapes, even though he promised he would never harm you.
You hear the door open and you see Steven back in the clothes he was in at work.
“Were your clothes under the suit?”
“Yeah, kinda. It's a complicated story, I’ll explain it later. Also, is your car parked at the museum?”
“It is. If I followed you in it, you probably would’ve spotted me.”
Before he can speak, you grab his hand and drag him to walk back to the museum. His face is pink as you both keep walking through the streets.
Once you arrive at your car, you both get inside and you feel his eyes on you as you buckle your seat belt and get out of the parking lot.
Throughout the car ride, he continues to stare at you, making you feel extra nervous. He has a look of admiration on his face.
You quickly arrive at your apartment building and hit the up button for the elevator more than 30 times. When you arrive at your apartment, you practically shove him inside.
He sits down on the couch as you pace around the room. You mumble to yourself to calm down before taking a deep breath and facing him.
“Okay, I have your motive on why you killed all of those people, but why for me?”
“Love, you don’t see how perfect you are? I would kill the entire world if it meant being worthy of your affection. You are a goddess walking amongst us.”
“That’s it? It’s just for me?”
“Yes. All for you.”
You honestly don’t know how to feel about that. It’s sweet that he thinks so highly of you, but he’s obsessed.
“Wait, were you the one outside my window at night? Was I actually not imagining things?”
His eyes widen a bit, and his cheeks get a tint of pink. You notice he still gets flustered despite everything he did.
“You saw me? I was trying to be as discreet as possible. I never went inside your room. You just look very peaceful and beautiful while sleeping, I can’t help but admire you.”
You sit down next to him and let out a loud sigh. You look at him, he looks lovesick, completely enamored with you.
You don’t know what to do with him. Do you help him keep his secret, or do you call the police on him?
First Date
Steven Grant x f!reader! (SFW)
C/W: nothing
OVERVIEW: You work at a gift shop in a museum, and one of your coworkers asks you out.
A/N: short silly story, i had to write something with this little cutie. abrupt ending, not proofread, quite literally just writing to write
W/C: 1458
You look over the counter, Steven Grant is talking to himself while looking at a glass display, again. He does this often, but you don’t know if he’s practicing his talks for his tours, or if he has a few screws loose.
You moved to the UK a few weeks ago for your studies, and had gotten a job in a gift shop after Steven had been promoted to a tour guide.
He was kind, a bit awkward, and very cute, especially with his messy curly hair, maybe even a little hot, but he was definitely a little weird. Whenever he caught you staring at him muttering to himself, he stuttered and came up with some random excuse to leave. You always smiled a bit whenever his cheeks turned pink from embarrassment.
It was coming close to the end of your shift, but unfortunately you were put on storage duty this week by Donna due to coming late two days in a row. You started to clean up the things by the register, and put them in a box, when you’re suddenly stopped by Steven.
“Hiya.” Steven gives you an awkward smile and just stands there in front of you.
“Hey..?”
“Do you need help?” He points to the box full of items in your arms.
You raise an eyebrow and squint your eyes at him, trying to see if there’s anything behind those big brown eyes of his.
“No thanks, Donna’s probably gonna put you on storage duty for the rest of the week too if she sees you.”
He sighs and moves out of the way.
“Well alright, if you say so, but I’ll still be here if you need help.”
You walk and head towards the storage room, but you hear Steven whispering to himself and looking at a glass display. You turn around and look at him.
“Did you say something?”
He quickly takes his eyes off of the display to look at you.
“Uhh…. I was just reading something on the display. I’ll try not to read out loud next time.”
You turn back around. You hear him muttering to himself again, but you don’t point it out this time.
-
It’s been about two weeks since your little interaction with Steven, and you’ve been chatting a bit more recently. It’s been a long, tiring day at work, and it’s only the middle of the day, yet it feels like it's been a week. You tell Donna you’re going on your lunch break. As you’re grabbing your lunch and heading out, you see Steven behind you trying to catch up with you.
“Hey, again. I was wondering if… you would like to eat lunch with me.”
You thought for a moment, it was harmless, right? It’s just two coworkers eating lunch together to get to know each other more. Although, you don’t know why he doesn’t do this with his other coworkers. To be fair, having lunch with Donna or the security guy seems like it isn’t very fun.
“Alright, I was just going to go to the fountain to eat there.”
You both walk together and sit down on the benches next to the fountains. You learn about his extensive knowledge on Ancient Egypt, specifically the gods. It was quite cute actually, seeing him ramble on and on about it.
As your breaks come to an end and you start walking back to the museum, Steven asks an unexpected question.
“I was wondering if you would like to go on a date with me? Tonight at 7? I know this wonderful restaurant that’s about 10 minutes away from the museum.”
You pause and think about your decision. You don’t really know Steven, you’ve barely even talked to him. Maybe he’s been meaning to ask you out, but hasn’t had the guts to do so yet. He might be a little- well, very weird, but you’re sure he doesn’t mean any harm.
“I mean.. sure!”
“Great! I’ll see you there after work then, yeah?”
You giggle to yourself in response to how excited he is.
-
You’re waiting outside the restaurant, it’s been 30 minutes after the time he’d said he’d meet you. As you’re about to leave, you see him walk towards you with a bouquet of roses and a box of chocolate. He’s wearing a black dress shirt and pants, with a coat over it. It’s not what he usually wears, but you can’t deny he looks good in it.
“Sorry for being so late, love. My bloody alarm clock didn’t go off.”
Did he just call you love? Maybe it slipped out, he’s never called you anything like that, just addressed you by your name. Your cheeks heat up, and you start to feel butterflies in your stomach.
He looks at the bouquet of roses and box of chocolates in his arms and looks at you quickly.
“My… uh.. roommate told me that I should compensate for being late by giving you something you like.. so I bought you these.”
“Oh, thank you!”
You get the roses and chocolates from his hands, and you both just stand there awkwardly. You’ve been on dates with others before, but this feels… different in a way. You feel as if there's more than he lets on, but it’s not a bad feeling.
“We should probably go see if we still have our reservation.”
Luckily, you do, and you both go sit down in one of the booths.
You avoid each other’s eyes as you wait for the waiter to bring the menus. Why are you being so awkward? It’s not like this is your first time on a date. On the other hand, it definitely feels like this is the most intimate Steven has ever gotten with a woman. It might just be his awkwardness rubbing off on you.
“I hope you like the food here, it’s one of my favorite restaurants.”
The waiter brings the menus and a cup of water. After a bit of looking over the menu, you both order.
“I mean, it looks good.”
Steven looks at his reflection in the glass of water. He pinches his eyebrows together.
“What do you mean I’m being too boring?”
“Huh? I never said you were.”
Steven quickly looks up from the glass to meet your gaze, his face quickly turns pink.
“Sorry! I got caught up with my thoughts.”
He gives an awkward chuckle and looks to the right, looking at the other people dining in the restaurant.
You both sit in silence, and you tap your hands on the table.
He sighs and looks back at you.
“I’m sorry if I’ve been really pushy lately, I know this whole asking you out was really sudden. To be honest, I’ve been wanting to take you out for a while now, but I’ve never gotten the guts to do it. My roommate told me I should just go for it. I also think you’re gorgeous.”
He says all of this rapidly, as if the floodgates had been opened. You don’t know how to react, you just stare at him, mouth slightly agape. It all made sense now (well, not everything, you still had to find out why he talks to himself so much), why he was talking to you so much, and going out to lunch with you.
“Well, I’m glad you asked me out. I think you’re cute, and you’re very kind. I love it when you give me random facts about ancient Egypt.”
He smiles and he puts his hands over yours. You both look into each other’s eyes for a moment, before you’re interrupted by the waiter bringing your food.
-
The rest of the night went by smoothly, you both talked about whatever came to mind, and the food was delicious. After you split the check and pay it, you walk out of the restaurant.
“That food was delicious! I’m so glad you brought me here.”
You keep walking and notice Steven still standing behind you. You turn around to face him.
“Steven? Is there something wrong?”
He puts his hands on your shoulders and looks at you. He leans in, lips almost touching. You look into his eyes, and then down to his lips.
“I think I’m gonna kiss you now.”
He closes the space between you two and kisses you. At first, it seems like he doesn’t know what to do, but he shortly gets the hang of it. You cup his face to bring him closer, and he wraps his arms around your waist.
You pull away and look at his flushed face. You both stand there, looking into each other’s eyes.
You smile at him and hug him, wondering where the night may take you next.
-
a/n: i know british people call others “love” a lot and it’s not anything special, but for this fic, it is, okay? 🥹
Poe Dameron headcanons
(SFW)
again, most of these are poe dameron as your bf
a/n: since i’ve been doing a bunch of hcs posts, i wanted to let you guys know that i can also do reqs for specific headcanons like ‘[character] comforting sad reader’ and things like that.
It took almost no time to befriend and get to know Poe, he’s a sweetheart and an open book
His love language is words of affirmation + physical touch. He loves to yap his head off about how much he loves you, he’s also very a bit clingy
Whenever he passes by you while he’s busy he makes sure to give you a kiss and/or give you a hug
Kinda related to the second headcanon, he loves PDA, mostly because he can’t help but show everyone how much he loves you, and because he makes sure every moment he’s not working he’s latched onto you. (he does know there’s a time and place for this though! as much as he loves you, he makes sure to also maintain his professionalism)
Everyone knew the moment you two got together, because Poe couldn’t wait to tell everyone
He treats you and BB-8 as if you were an actual family, with BB-8 being your guys’ kid
Loves it when you run your fingers through his hair/play with it
He’s a workaholic, doing everything he can to help out The Resistance, so you usually have to ask him to take time off
Because he’s a workaholic, his quarters are frankly, very messy. He’s learned to live with the mess and really only (somewhat) cleaned it up when you tripped on something
When he’s stressed or had a bad day, he wants nothing more than to lay down on your chest and listen to your heartbeat, it calms him in a way
He NEEDS to be cuddled up to you when you both fall asleep. Little spoon or big spoon? Whatever you want. Across the bed from him? He’ll still find a way to have you in his embrace when you wake up
Jake and Marc headcannons too? :3 (sfw plz)
Marc Spector and Jake Lockley headcanons!
SFW!
a/n: for jake lockley - i have not read the comics, im basing his personality off of the fanfics (since he literally only appears in the post credits scene on the last episode) i’ve read, so this might be ooc. anyways can we appreciate how fine oscar isaac looks in the gif?
Marc Spector
It took a while to get to know Marc, as he’s very distant and reserved
A good cook and loves to cook for you
His love language is acts of service (since i didn’t include this in my Steven hc’s, his love language is quality time)
He’s always busy with Moon Knight duties, and can’t see you often, but he always makes sure to spend as much time as you when he’s free!
Correlating to his love language, he leaves you meals he cooked in the fridge, as well as cleaning up your space whenever you’re not there (only if you let him!)
If you met him before you met Steven and Jake, then he would try to keep you a secret from them as long as possible, and keep them a secret from you, as to not scare you
Needs affirmations that you’ll stay with him no matter what may happen. He’s anxious that you’ll leave him for whatever reason, but he’ll never out right tell you
Doesn’t take you out much, this is more due to safety rather than preference
When he does take you out, he makes sure to do whatever you like. His attention is on you and only you. He doesn’t like going to restaurants though.
-> “why do you want to go to a restaurant? are you getting tired of my cooking?”
-> “no, of course not! i just want to go out with you!”
-> “we don’t need to spend our money here, i can cook better than this.”
Would be the type to put on music to slow dance with you in the apartment
Jake Lockley
His love language is physical touch, though it isn’t very noticeable (as in it’s just rubbing his hand on your arm and putting his arm around your waist)
Calls you pet names in spanish
Like Marc, he would probably hide his alters from you and you from his alters as to not scare you away, although another reason is that he wants you all to himself
He usually comes home all battered up and bloody, which gives you a mini heart attack every time you see him
Takes you out a lot. If anyone dares to try and attack you guys, he’ll deal with it quickly
If anyone is giving you a flirty look or is trying to flirt with you, he’ll make sure they know you’re dating him (e.g. kissing you while looking straight into the eyes of the other person)
Has a ton of money in cash with a rubber band wrapped around it. He doesn’t tell you where he got the money from
Has a gun or two taped under the table of the fish bowl or hidden under the couch
-> “it’s all for safety reasons amor!”
-> “….do i have a permit to have the guns? no te preocupes cariño, te aseguro que nadie se va a enterar de ellos.” (don’t worry honey, i assure you nobody is going to find out about them)
Coughs and sniffles
Steven Grant x sick!reader
C/W: none
OVERVIEW: Steven Grant taking care of his sick partner.
W/C: 631
“Love, you sound like a squeaky toy.”
You’ve been trying to convince Steven for the past half hour that you’re fine and that you don’t need him to stay home from work just to take care of you. Of course, your body refuses to cooperate and it just gives him more reasons to stay.
“I’m fine babe, I promise, it’s just a-“
You sneeze in the middle of your sentence, nose going back to being extra stuffy.
“cold…. Great. Now I can barely breathe again.”
Steven lays you down properly on the bed and makes you comfortable.
“I’m gonna make you some tea with honey, alright? It should help your throat hurt less.”
You blow your nose, the sides of it already hurting from how many times you’ve done it. Your ears are clogged, your nose is stuffy, your throat hurts like hell, and your voice is almost gone.
You look at Steven in the kitchen making your tea. You feel bad for making him stay here, taking care of you. He’s always ready to do anything to make you feel good and comfortable. Seeing you all sick and weak hurts him, he can’t stand going to work knowing that you’re this sick.
Steven walks towards you, cup with tea in hand. He sits down on the edge on the opposite side of the bed.
“Be careful, love. I don’t want you to deal with a burnt tongue along with all of this.”
You sit up and he hands you the cup and you blow air on it to cool it. After a bit, you take a sip.
“Blegh, this tastes awful.”
Steven puts a hand on his chest and acts hurt.
“That's the biggest insult someone has ever said to me.”
You both start laughing, but your laughter slowly turns into coughing. Steven quickly removes the cup from your hand so you don’t spill anything.
“You alright?”
You nod and put your head down on the pillow. Steven presses the back of his hand to your forehead.
“At least it seems like you don’t have a fever. Have you taken any medicine yet?”
“Yeah, none of them work though.”
He sighs and lays down next to you.
“Don’t get too close, I don’t want you getting sick.”
“I’m not scared of getting sick, I’ll stay close to you whether your nose is runny or not. C’mon, sit up, I’ll help you drink the tea.”
You sit up and he grabs the cup, you grab it and slowly but surely drink the tea. After you finally manage to drink it all, you wince.
“See, that wasn’t that bad, was it?”
“Yes. Yes it was that bad.”
“At least you’ll feel a bit better, yeah? Tea with honey always helps a sore throat.”
He puts his hand on your head and gives you a kiss on your forehead, and then on your cheek.
“I’ll give you a kiss on the lips if you clear the mucus that’s dripping down from your nose.”
You chuckle and give him a playful shove, and get a tissue to clean your nose, and another tissue to clean your whole face.
He gives you a soft kiss on the lips and wraps his arms around you.
“Thank you, for staying here and taking care of me.”
“Of course, love. I’m doing the bare minimum for you. I’d happily take care of you everyday if I had to. You’re my whole world.”
Your cheeks heat up a little, you know he was right, he would give you the whole world. You put your head on his chest and close your eyes.
Despite the raging cold you have, and the fact that you can only breathe out of one nostril, with Steven, it seems as if you’re perfectly fine.
