#nolan x reader

[evenwing]

"no, he would not be soft to you, he would actually kill you-" dooooon't care, make that man sobbing pathetically on his knees as he begs for you to stay.

[markeater]

Nolan, who locked onto a blind person the moment hecame into the world.

Poor you—you had no idea. But Nolan had seen you as the perfect candidate for what he was planning: observing Earth and setting his mission into motion.

And that decision only solidified when you didn't even notice him following you and entering your apartment. "You're my spouse now." He watched with a blank expression as you practically had a heart attack at the voice suddenly coming from over your shoulder.

Yes, you were the perfect spouse. At that moment, he was certain he could easily impose his dominance over you. The only question was...which dominance?

As Nolan lived with you, he grew even more confident and comfortable—you were the perfect partner for hiding his secrets and his actions. Still what bothered him was your weakness. You were weak. Your blindness held you back from so many things. Irritating, he thought.

And yet, there he was holding your hand like a gentleman, guiding you step by step down a staircase with no handrail, walking backward in front of you. "What kind of scum doesn't install a single handrail!? Can't they think about blind people...so selfish, I hate people."

"Even me?" The words slipped from your lips with a silky smile. You were never serious with the question—teasing him was simply one of your favorite pastimes. But Nolan answered without a moment's hesitation, as if the mere suggestion had wounded you both. "No." His voice held the tender warmth of an autumn breeze, the kind that melts hearts. "No, I could never hate you."

I swear I'm going to turn this into a series one day. And if you liked it, you're interested plss let me know in the comments or in my inbox whether I should keep it genderneutral or make it a female reader. I plan to go with whatever the majority wants.

[miiroki]

𝐌𝐞𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐢𝐚 ┅ 𝖸𝗈𝗎𝗇𝗀! 𝖭𝗈𝗅𝖺𝗇 𝖦𝗋𝖺𝗒𝗌𝗈𝗇 & 𝖵𝗂𝗅𝗍𝗋𝗎𝗆𝗂𝗍𝖾! 𝖱𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋

𝘈𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘳𝘶𝘵𝘢𝘭 ‘𝘥𝘢𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘢𝘥𝘶𝘭𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘥’ 𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯, 𝘕𝘰𝘭𝘢𝘯 𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘦𝘧𝘵 𝘣𝘢𝘥𝘭𝘺 𝘪𝘯𝘫𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘥. 𝘓𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘭𝘺 𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘥𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘺.

﹙𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭﹚

NOTE: fan art by @xiaoye12589 on x. This man is so fyneeee, if you ignore all the weird emotional parental and Viltrumite issues then he’s like perfect. I’ve lowky been sucked into the Invincible black hole. Also very ooc Nolan lol.

"Please, lie down."

You gently nudge Nolan, but he doesn't budge. He can't budge. Every bone in his body feels like it's been shattered and glued back together. You can see it, too. His face is a canvas of purple bruises and the scarlet red of his blood, along with an equally bloody gash across his nose.

Nolan always puts up a strong front, such is common with all Viltrumites. He always acts like nothing can touch him. But right now, he looks like a lost puppy, trying to keep his footing and failing miserably. He’s gritting his teeth, a low groan escaping his lips every time he tries to shift.

“Nolan, you are badly injured. You must rest,” you say, your voice cracking.

He winces, looking at you with eyes that seem a bit less intense than usual. He manages a small smile, but it’s twisted with pain.

“I’m fine, I’m fine,” he mumbles, trying to wave off your concern.

But you know he’s lying. The way he’s leaning against the wall of your room, clutching his stomach, says it all. You can almost feel the aches and pains radiating from him. It breaks your heart to see him like this. Despite being a Viltrumite yourself, and going through the normal initiations of adulthood, you never did have the taste for bloodshed. You wish you could just take away his pain, carry it yourself.

"You are not fine, and you know it. Now lie down." Your voice is firmer this time, and you can see a hint of annoyance in his eyes.

"No, I don't want to. This is just proof that I am ready for adulthood."

"Your mother shouldn’t have been so… so aggressive." You can’t help the bit of temperament that creeps into your voice. You hate that his parents put him through this, hate that they force him to prove himself again and again.

“You are our batch’s finest fighter.” You praise him.

He sighs, a sound that seems to carry all the weight of the world. "You should understand. It is the Viltrumite way."

“I understand that you’re in pain. And I’m going to help you. Most partners wouldn’t even dare do what I am doing, so just do as I say.”

Finally, he gives in, slumping against you as you guide him to the bed. He lets out a loud groan as he lies down, and you can see the blood on his Viltrum uniform seep into your bedsheets.

"I'm sorry," he whispers, his voice barely audible. It is very uncommon for a Viltrumite of his stature to speak such words, but ever since you’ve been together Nolan has started to open up his emotional barriers.

"For what? For being able to feel pain?" You're sitting on the edge of the bed now, running a hand through his hair.

He looks at you with wide, puppy-dog eyes. "For making you worry."

Your heart melts at his vulnerability. You lean down and kiss his forehead, then his nose, then his cheek. You can feel him relax under your touch, the tension slowly leaving his body.

You grab a cloth and a bowl of water, then get to work. You start with his face, gently wiping away the blood and dirt. He flinches at first, but then relaxes, letting you take care of him. You carefully clean the gash on his nose, then apply some ointment.

He will heal fast, you can already see the outer tissues of some smaller wounds stitch themselves back together.

You move to his chest, carefully removing the stained white clothes to reveal a massive bruise, and multiple open wounds that span the entire width of his chest. You run your hand over the bruise, wishing you could just smooth it away.

Nolan catches your eye, a small smile playing on his lips. "It looks worse than it feels."

You roll your eyes. "I highly doubt that." You start applying a soothing ointment to his chest, the cool gel providing a welcome relief.

“Not everyone has strange parents that refuse to initiate their child.” He spoke in a hissed tone from the ointments.

“My parents are different, yes, but I was still initiated. Left me with broken ribs.”

“I couldn’t tell.”

“Again, they aren’t as ruthless as yours, but as Viltrumites, strength is our goal.” You mumble.

“I’m glad they are not like mine. I for one could not bear to see you hurt.”

You spend the next hour cleaning and tending to his wounds. By the time you’re finished, he’s covered in bandages and looking like a mummy. But he looks better, less strained, more like the Nolan you know and love.

You climb into bed beside him, wrapping your arms around his uninjured side. He rests his head on your shoulder, letting out a long sigh of relief.

“Thank you,” he says, his voice thick with sleep.

"For what?”

"For everything. For not leaving."

You squeeze him tight, burying your face in his hair. "I’m not going anywhere, Nolan. Never."

He lets out a small laugh, a sound that warms your entire being. "Good. Because I don’t think I could survive another day without you."

You smile into his hair, the worry of the day fading away. You may not be able to stop his parents from putting him through hell, but you can be there to pick up the pieces, to dote on his wounds, and to remind him that he is loved, imperfections and all.

[masterfay]

So where’s the thragg x reader??

[kashimyaa]

18+ / MINORS AND AGELESS BLOGS DON’T INTERACT ! fem!reader, pussy slapping, dirty talk (?), light punishment kink, hinted overstimulation, light degradation, manhandling (?)

feed back and reblogs are always appreciated! ;p

santa claus!character who was basically just some dilf going from house to house, rewarding good girls and punishing the bad ones —like you.

“look at you, such a mess already.” he groans, his hand stopping mid-stroke on his hard cock to slap it against your wet, needy, and begging cunt. “you really thought i wouldn’t notice, huh? naughty girls like you don’t get presents, they get punished.” he whispers as he leans toward you, teasing your entrance with the tip of his thick cock. santa claus!character had you a mess.

how many times had he made you cum? you lost count. how full of his cum was your pussy? it was literally spilling out of you, your lips throbbing and pulsing like a heartbeat. did you learn your lesson? of course not. how could anyone learn anything with santa claus!character fucking them raw?

how could anyone learn anything when they had santa claus!character bending them over the stove, spreading their cheeks as his tongue lovingly kissed their clit?

santa claus!character who knew exactly how to turn you into a moaning mess —his hands fitting perfectly around your hips as his cock gently rubbed between your pressed thighs. he knew how to make that night unforgettable —well, it shouldn’t be since you were being punished.

santa claus!character who just knew you’d never learn how to be a good girl and would always find a way to fuck you dumb. “so desperate for it, aren’t you? if i didn’t know any better, i’d say you’ve been waiting all year for this.”

TOJI [jjk], NOLAN GRAYSON [invincible], JIRAIYA [naruto], muzan [kny], leon s. kennedy [r.e], UVOGIN [hxh], kenny a. [aot], BLACK BEETLE [y.j], and you can add whoever you want think fits.

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[tokoyamisstuff]

could you do headcanons about the Viltrumite men caring for their sick s/o?

x gn Reader; no warnings

Kregg is very methodic when it comes to nursing you back to health.

After all, he's been a General administrating a whole intergalactic Empire with less than 50 subordinates, so be assured this is an easy task for him.

He's one of the few Viltrumites who got accustomed not only with human society but also their biology before mingling with your people. So unlike his comrades he wouldn't panick seeing you affected by one of those minor earthly diseases.

This man has it all planned out: You'll be on strict bedrest with Kregg doing all of the chores around the house, administering medicine you don't even know the purpose of, and checking your vitals on the clock.

It's a bit much to be honest, but you aren't complaining.

Thragg would be absolutely devastated seeing you in this state.

Isn't it enough that you are so shortlived? Must you also be cursed with such a damned fragile physique?

Out of everyone he'd get the worst flashbacks to the scourge virus. He is still riddled with guilt for failing his people and might project this onto you a little. The mere thought of losing you is just so excruciating that he can't stay reasonable.

He'd vent his fear by shooing around servants and staff alike to assure the best treatment, bringing the most skilled doctors in the entire Empire and threatening anyone of dire consequences shall you not recover.

Thragg would not leave your side for a single second until you are fully healed, whispering sweet affirmations while stroking your hair.

Sorry but you'll have to assure him you'll survive like every 5 seconds.

Nolan is used to it from his time at Earth, so this is no big deal honestly.

He's more the 'whatever you say, dear' type of guy so things will go down exactly how you want them to. Literally reads your every wish from your lips and fulfill them immediately.

Truth be told, he kinda enjoys it - except for you being in discomfort, of course - since he loves the opportunity to be 'your personal hero'. Also, spending some bonding time just enjoying each other's company for a quiet few days doesn't sound so bad. He'd definetly ignore all of Cecil's calls during that time lol

Get's a bit more clingy during that time though, carrying you anywhere even when it's not necessary and asks how you're feeling suspiciously often. Gets unusually talkative about how much he cherishes you, but don't you dare ask him if he's worried. Big ol' softie.

Cuddles on the bed/sofa are mandatory.

Lucan will be delighted to take care of you for a change.

You've done so much for him over the span of such a short time that he's glad to be returning the favor in any way he can.

This man is an absolutely top tier cook and will make both healthy and delicious comfort food, turn on some favourite movie/show and try to make the best out of it. If you feel like it he could also read you a book while you just doze next to him. Also, this man gives to most relaxing back massage. Just say the word.

Even though it had been a process to understand human physiology, Lucan is not easily appaled by any biological functio. So no matter what happens, he'd always be calm and happy to be there for you.

Even when you're healthy this man gladly indulges you. Making you happy is his top priority always.

Conquest mostly leaves you to fend for yourself.

Not because he doesn't care, but because he cares too much.

After being used as nothing but a weapon for as long as he remembers, Conquest simply has no concept of what you need or how he could assist. At first he tried to figure it out his own way, bringing you the blood of strong enemies to infuse you their strenght for example. But he quickly realizes that he does nothing but let you down.

Surely he'd only make things worse if he kept trying, so instead he just helplessly cradles you in his arms and weeps, hoping you could at least find comfort in the way you usually provided him.

He'll get better at it over time, but he really needs clear instructions.

[jnw1813]

any romantic headcanons for nolan and conquest? ❤️

Hmmm, I can offer a few :3

Conquest:

He picks up on so many hobbies on Earth and uses them to gift you things. Wood carvings, knitted scarves & hats, a few paintings he's proud of– things you can use or to decorate the house with.

Being a Viltrumite– and an old one at that– Conquest really struggles with anything romantic and caring. He's not used to being able to present himself this way. He's always been a soldier, a butcher, anything romantic is the antithesis to what he is. Despite that though, he goes out of his way to try for you. He provides, hunts, makes sure you're healthy. Basic things that would mean so much on Viltrum.

I don't think he'd be big on dates simply because he doesn't understand how... a specific time/date should be allotted to spending time together doing a specific thing. Why can't every day be a date? Why can't you do these things normally? Not to mention he doesn't get the significance of certain things– like going to a restaurant or the movies. You can do this at home! And it's more comfy!

That said, I think he'd like travel dates the most. Takes you to Hawaii and back with ease. Takes you to the North Pole so you can claim you've been. Flies you to every significant landmark and sightsees with you. Now that's a date in his mind.

Nolan:

After the "tree incident", he becomes much more adept when it comes to anything flower related. He probably learns about them during his heroing/for his travel books, maybe even picks up on their meanings. So be prepared for the occasional vibrant bouquet... or another tree.

Prepare for a lot of dates to museums. Learning about human history and all its conquerers/rulers is one of his favourite things, so the first few months of dates are just... that. Like Conquest, he doesn't understand how dinner or a movie counts as a date– not for a while, at least. But the educational aspect of these dates are familiar to him in comparison.

As shown in canon, he's obviously passionate. Physical affection (or just sex) are the easiest things for him to do. So prepare for lots of casual touches, him carrying you around, and even massages. I think he'd like doing that, pulling pleased noises out of you, kneading your muscles, getting to touch you and make you feel good in an entirely different way...

Considering he seems to be a bit of a foodie, I think he learns to cook a few specific meals for you. He keeps your favourites in mind, regularly buying you treats whenever he's on a mission elsewhere and coming back home; or buying fresh ingredients to make your favourites. Also, if you got pregnant, he'd take your cravings as a challenge and get whatever you needed. You want octopus dipped in hot sauce and chocolate? Say no more! You want that very specific pizza from that one place in Italy hidden behind a bank and between two shops? He's already shooting off.