https://www.tumblr.com/moon-heart22/794076754489868288/bad-temper?source=share I want part 2 of this! And the idea is that while Hypershock is trying to quit drinking for the reader, what if he go into a real relationship with the reader? (NSFW or SFW, feel free)
Author's note: This is an awesome idea! Since I am feeling more motivated again to write, I want to make this as good as possible. I hope you all can enjoy it! Love you guys, and wish you all a great day!💕
Part 1
I want to give you all you deserve
Hyperschock x reader
Warnings: MDNI, Swear words, relationship struggles,alcohol, acohol problems, blood, swearing, P in V, Smut, praise
Word count: 11551
How much time has passed since you became Hyperschock's partner? About three months ago, Hyperschock announced that you were his. At first, you weren't quite sure if he was serious when he said that. But after that passionate night, he came back the next day. You were still exhausted, and your astonishment when he suddenly stood in your kitchen and wolfed down the rest of your lunch was simply indescribable.
Were you crazy to get involved with him? The man who called you a worm at first, and sometimes still does when he wants to annoy you, seriously stole your heart? Well, he did. Even though he is exhausting and a problematic drinker, he still won your heart. Besides, you were his from the start. At least that's what he always said.
The fact that he is a superhero caused you a lot of stress in the beginning, not to mention his alcohol consumption. Hyperschock did his best to quit drinking, but unfortunately, it wasn't that easy. The poor guy kept relapsing, and at first, he even tried to hide it from you. That was the worst part. When you two argued because he lied to you, he would just cry and wrap his arms around you. “Y/N, my love, please... forgive me... I'm such an idiot... I don't deserve you,” he would lament. You were angry with him, but you also wanted to help him.
Today, you were going through some bills you still had to pay when you heard the window from your bedroom open. You immediately knew it was Hyperschock. It had become normal for him to enter into your home through the window instead of through the door, like any normal person would. However, since he is a superhero full time, it is not often when he enters through the door. "Welcome back, love! How was your day?", you asked him. You were happy that he was back home. Every day he came back in one piece was another day to be thankful to be alive. Hyperschock was your everything, the very reason you get up every morning, however you didn't want to tell him that. He already has such a big ego, no need to make it bigger. Besides, he already knows you love him that much.
"Gods, Y/N... could you please... help me...", Hyperschock pleaded. When his plea reached your ears, you jumped up and rushed to the bedroom. Bursting through the door, you see Hyperschock standing in the middle of the bedroom, his superhero suit is dirty and covered in blood. Scared it could be his, you rush towards him, he falls into you and rests his whole body weight onto you. "What happened?!", you asked him. Your heart racing, your thoughts spinning. A fear that has been with you since the moment the two of you got together burst through the surface. What if he had gotten killed today? You would have heard it on the news and would have been heartbroken. He was here, in your arms, alive and still breathing. "Fuck...how badly I wish I would be drunk right now...Y/N...please help me out of my Superhero suit", he whispers.
You want to hit him for saying he wants to get drunk, the urge is there, a part of you, however, is relieved that he isn't drunk. In fact, being close to him now, he doesn't reek of alcohol. Usually, you would smell it just by being near him. This time, nothing. Just the smell of iron and dirt. Helping him out of his superhero suit was not an easy task. The suit stuck to his skin and Hyperschock groaned. He was in pain, and his whole body ached. When you finally got him out of his suit, he wanted that the both of you go bathing. You didn't want him to be alone at all right now, and you missed him all day, so you agreed. "How did that happen? Did a villain hurt you this badly?", you asked him after the two of you sank into the warm, soothing water of the bath.
He lets out a long sigh, his strong arms wrapping around you and pulling you against his chest. His chin rests on top of your head. The silence is unbearable for you. You want to know it. NOW. You want him to tell you what happened. "Please tell me", you urge. He let out a chuckle, and his thumb stroked your right nipple. "Aren't you gonna tell me how proud you are of me for not drinking today?", he asked you. God, how annoying that man is. He gets on your nerves sometimes, still, you love him. You take his hand away from your breast and kiss the back of it. "Love, stop that bullshit. Please..." You are a little angry at him, but his kiss on your head makes it disappear. "You love my bullshit. Aren't i right Worm", he chuckles.
You roll your eyes and give him a light tap on the hand. He rests his chin on your head again, and his fingers start to play with yours. "I had a fight with a villain...they hurt, but as you can see I am alright. Just exhausted, and a few cuts. I was getting a little distracted during the fight...I was thinking about you...about us and my alcohol problem...how it could ruin some beautiful things for us in the future...", he finally answers you. His arms loosen around you and you take the opportunity to turn around and look at him. His eyes full of love and worry. His rough hands cupping your cheeks. "I do not know if you really want to be my girlfriend like this...what if I can not give you a proper family one day due to my drinking...I do not know if I could be a good husband or father in this condition...that's something that has been going through my head for quite a while now, and today it was distracting me so much...that I nearly lost my life", he confesses to you.
He was worried about the future. Hyperschock was thinking about a future where the two of you are husband and wife, maybe even with children, in it. You never talked about this with him, since your relationship was still fresh. It's not like you didn't think about it, it surprises you a little that he did think about it. Due to this, he nearly got killed today. You knew one thing, something that would never change. Your love for him. Your hands cupped his face, and you stroked his cheeks with your thumbs. "I love you. I love you so much that it breaks me to see you in a condition like this. Together we can make it through this uncertain time, I am sure of it. I want and love to be your girlfriend. Never forget this. I would love to have a family with you one day, till then I am sure you and I have grown and your alcohol problem will be none existent", I tell him.
He gives you a small smile and leans down to kiss you. His finger running through your hair, his eyes looking deeply into yours. "Y/N there will be times, were i am not able to see or stop my bad behavoirs. You will curse me for it. Curse my name and my whole existence" He closes his eyes and rests his forehead against yours. You couldn't stop yourself and gave him a kiss. It was soft and gentle. His own gently pressing back against yours. Pulling you closer, you are sitting now on his lap and your hands are stroking up and down his back. "I love you", you whisper against his lips. This time he gives you a bright and wide smile, his eyes smiling with him. "I love you too", he whispers back. After washing each other you both sit at the table.
It's night now, and you eat cookies. You have a love for cookies, just like Hyperschock. Something you found out one week ago. It was quite a surprise that he loved things like this. Now, nothing surprises you anymore, and you only love him more because of that. He chuckles and starts to feed you some cookies. The both of you, fooling around like teenagers. His face leans closer to yours when he wipes your face, so it's clean. "You always drive me to insanity with the look in your eyes...my heart will not be able to take it one day", he whispers hoarsely. His eyes looking deeply into yours, making your heartbeat quicken.
He has a melting smile on his face and plays with a strand of your hair. "My beautiful girlfriend... I love you so much", he murmurs. Hyperschock presses his lips passionately against yours. Hungry and greedy for more. His arms wrap around you and he presses you against his body. You feel his erection pressing against you. He wants you. He needs you. His love is insatiable. His strong arms lift you up and he carries you both to your room. "Someday we'll have a home together... you know what. From today, I'm moving in with you. I won't be apart from you for another second", he whispered, more to himself than to you.
He tenderly laid you down on your bed and gazed at you. Lust, passion and desire were evident in his eyes. His hands touched your hips and you held your breath. "I want you. So much it drives me mad", he moaned. He removed your clothes and his hands explored your body, as they did every night. Hyperschock begins to lovingly caress your breasts and his lips enclose your bud. He tenderly begins to suck and it drives you crazy. His hand wanders between the two of you, where he finds your bundle of nerves, which he caresses with care.
He dips one of his fingers into your cave and begins to make gentle movements. Always careful to make you feel good. He loves to hear you moan, it's like music to his ears. Once he thinks your breast has been sufficiently pleasured, he moves on to the next one. Your fingernails dig into Hyperschock's back and you moan his name. "Fuck! Love!"
His fingers touch the right spots inside of you and it drives you closer and closer towards the edge. "I-I am close!", you scream. His lips curve into a smile, you feel it because he is sucking on your breast right now. "Good girl...come for me...", he groans. Not able to hold yourself back anymore, you reach the edge. Your orgasm spasms through you. Your toes curl and your whole body is covered in sweat. Still trying to get your senses back, you don't notice Hyperschock undressing himself.
He watched you arch your back in pleasure. Now naked like you, he moved his hand up and down its length. Watching you while you were still dazed from your climax. His eyes fell to your wet pussy, which was just waiting to be watered. His lips parted slightly as he moved closer to the bed again, spread your legs apart and wrapped them around his hips. His stiff cock was now waiting to be thrust into you, some semen already flowing from its tip.
Only when his tip pressed against your entrance did you come to your senses again. With one thrust, he was deep inside you, and you both moaned at the same time. His cock was deep inside you. It felt so good. He began to move inside you. His thrusts were deep and strong. Your whole body trembled with pleasure. Your walls milked his cock for his cum. His delicious semen. Your fingernails left light scratch marks on his back while his thrusts remained at the same pace.
"Fuck Y/N", he moaned. His rhytem drived the both of you insane. You could feel with each thrust he made inside you that he was getting closer to his release. His cock throbing inside of your pussy. His veins tightening. Your walls milk his cock and with one thrust he comes deep inside you. His cum covers your walls. He holds himself up on his hands so as not to crush you beneath him with his weight. "Shit... that was incredible", he breathed. He pulled out of you and hugged you tightly.
A smile on your lips, happy, you hugged him back. "I love you so much, you know that?", you whisper. He smiles, a bright smile, and starts to play with your hair again. "I know. I love you too, Y/N. My love, my world", he whispers. Kissing, you laugh and hold each other tightly till sleep takes the both of you. Nothing could seperate the two of you now. The both of you will be able to get through anything together, because your love will grow with each passing day. Your love lovingly, timelessly and forever.
A goofy little Horns and Razors AU thing. And some thoughts. Very angsty thoughts but thoughts nonetheless.
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I think I’m kinda funny. Rip the one dude, he doesn’t even know he’s on Comet’s hit list.
I’ve gotta finish pulling together my sparkling thing so these can make a bit more sense. But this is basically how I picture it going down.
10/10 caretaker abilities right there.
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Angsty thoughts time. You can tell me if I’m wrong. Idk how this would work.
This is really just me thinking about the AU compared to the actual story and how the lack of canon events would affect everyone.
Or what if some part of them knew something else was supposed to happen?
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Comet sometimes wakes up from a nightmare he can’t really remember and looks over at Sunrazor and feels this tidal wave of fear wash over him for just a moment. He occasionally looks at her and for the briefest second he swears Sunrazor is towering over him and Comet blinks and it’s just a tiny sparkling again.
Sunrazor gets unreasonably afraid of going to the medical station. Occasionally she’ll wake up and look around and ask where Valkyrie or her family group is (I don’t feel like putting all the names here). Or she’ll sometimes look at Comet and feel guilty because she hurt him.
Dropmix just feels like he’s missing something. He’ll wake up and be like “wait, where’s Jeopardy? I gotta make sure he’s alright.” And Theremin just gives him this sad look and explains to him that they don’t know anyone named Jeopardy. Or he’ll randomly remember some piece of medical knowledge that he really shouldn’t know.
Idk how it would affect the twins and we haven’t introduced any other characters yet… but yeah. Thoughts.
Voldemort glanced back at the young witch, almost startled. "Be careful," she had said, as though he was not - as though she thought him careless.
But no. That was not it, not her reasoning. It was a remark not meant to be borne of condescension, but of concern.
Delphini was always seemingly so concerned for him, ever since she was very small. He thought she had outgrown her childish anxieties, but here she was, nearly fifteen years past the very last time she had slipped into bed between himself and Bella, still imploring him to be careful.
She had never outgrown her fears, had she?
"Where does it come from?" He asked, voice low, soft, considering. A scientist analyzing a puzzle, wrapping his head around a new variable. "Your concern. Your..." Her love, he supposed, but he did not say it aloud. Instead he cut off, shrugging. "What - what does it feel like?" - asktheheirofslytherin
She cocked her head as she considered His words. Each of them studying each other now, that same pensive look, same tilted face, pursed lip.
He'd never asked her anything like this before. Mother had always said on some level that Father couldn't comprehend emotions in the same way they could. Delphini had taken that to mean He was never really shown them, not properly. So how to explain a feeling to someone who can't even begin to identify them?
"It comes from here." She started, her wand hand reaching up to press on her chest, studying to see if that at all resonated with Him and trying not to imagine how feeble the movement made her look. "It's like.." She drifted off, thinking of emotions and feelings she knew He was familiar with. Anger. Pain. Loss.
"..It's like I picture a world without you. A time where you're not here to lend me your instruction, to show me how to hold a wand, or what books will help with that complicated spell. Where you're not here to speak parsel with, to poke fun at our family, or to keep us safe.. A place without my father." She tries to be careful with her wording, tries not to overwhelm Him with too many details. "It hurts. Thinking about that world. It makes me upset. I know such a thing will never come to fruition, I know it. But because it is such a horrible thought I can't so easily push it to the wayside."
He looks contemplative still, a part of Delphini is worried she angered Him, not meaning for her words to come off within an inch of doubt. Not meaning to appear weak for the feelings she cannot control.
“It’s not that I don’t understand your skill - you’re the most capable wizard to have ever walked.” She breathed, hand running through her curls. One more deep breath. “You always told me not to trust anyone, that wizards would want to hurt me because I am yours. Taking you away would be the best way that they could ever dream of hurting mother or I. I know it won’t happen, but all my life you essentially promised me that they would try.” She smiled, somehow nervous but trying to mask it. “You also promised me you’d never let them hurt me.. So really, you do have to be careful, Father.”
