Scene from my fanfic Bride of the NEO Robot pt1
(get started part 2 near October hopefully)
Scene Sneo got the(reader)in unexpected rescue and takes you rooftop to.. dance in odd way display courting you.
made it semi black n white bit like old monster movie.
Chapter 6 of my spamton/reader fanfiction has been posted!!!
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the
Organization for Transformative Works
Summary: After discovering a way to access a beloved virtual world, you and a group of others must share this gift completely in body, soul, and mind. You all have one goal - to keep your beloved happy and safe, even if he doesn't know you yet. Despite some of the other's conflicting desires and impulses, you agreed that hurting him no matter how fun, is not an option. As you navigate this world, your new group must work together to win Spamton over without revealing your secrets. But with intense desires, hidden agendas, and fragile illusions, it's unclear how you will achieve your goals without compromising your own identities and sanity.
Simply put: A typical bringing Spamton home and taking care of him, but with a twist! In a dizzyingly bad mockery of a group project, a non-specific number of fans have been dropped into one body with many powers yet the teamwork skills of a twitch chat attempting to backseat game a dnd session. And the anxiety levels of a chihuahua that's been accidentally stepped on a few too many times. How will you and the others fare in charming Spamton into moving into the flat you made just for him? How familiar does a stranger really act? Will you ever fully agree on anything else?
Hello there! I just read your Swatch x Reader headcanons and was wondering Could i possibly get a Spamton x Reader where Spamton is just totally confused on if the Reader genuinely loves him or if its just some sales pitch. Hes been my comfort character for a while so it'd be nice :>
thank you for reading my silly request :]
Hiya broski! Sorry this took a bit to answer! I didn't really know how to approach this ask. I'm new to fics so I needed to take a bit to prepare so I would know how to write this and to get into the lil man's head if that's alright! Hope you enjoy my dude and remember to lemme know if anythings wonky!
●True Intentions ●
"Here you go sir, your order?" He gave a polite nod to the server "Yes thank you." They gave a small smile and walked away. He took a small sip of his drink as he returned to his thoughts. Spamton was....confused to say the least. He met you about a week ago in the alleyway of his shop.
You'd been looking for your pet or something and tried to dig in a garbage bin....Which was actually his shop. That was locked. He just got back with some goods thst he got a nice deal on and all he saw was some stranger pulling on the lock to his shop. He angerly poked on your waist to see what you were up to.
"What are you doing?!"You jumped and awkwardly explained what it was you were doing when he demanded to know what you were up to.
"I uh..lost my pet..I thought I seen her go off this way?" Of course he was still skeptical but put his goods up and helped you look.
Eventually you two did find what you were looking for and you thanked him more times then we could count. Right before you left is when you started the confusion. You awkwardly asked for his number, and when asked why you nervously shrugged and said he was nice and you thought he was cute. Which absolutely baffled him
When was the last time someone complemented him? Let alone ask for his number and want to spend more time again. He accepted of course and didn't think anything of it.
He started thinking about it when he ran into you almost every day for the rest of the week. Everytime you saw him you were thanking him,and trying your best to make small talk.
This included asking him questions, like what did he do for a living,how many sales has he made,what's the biggest deal he's made. All if which he's awkwardly responded to with vague and short answers. This made him even more suspicious. Whyd you wanna know so much about his job and deals?
He hasn't seen you since everyone's moved to the dark town. Maybe he wouldn't see you again. If there's a whole 'nother dark world who's to say there's not more? Maybe you were somewhere else.
The smell of pastries pulls him out of his thoughts a little. Banana nut he thinks. He does admit you are kinda cute.. which brings him to the present. Why him? It's pretty well known he's a business man.
A horrible one at that. He only Ever gets people's attention when they want to get a deal or a-a..a sales pitch...
His fists clench. Of course. Why else would you go after someone like him? You just wanna make a sales pitch. Nothing more then that. You could of just said so. You didn't have to barge in his life like that and lead him on all for the sake of a deal. It all makes sense now!
Who makes small talk like that??? About deals,and sales...why was that the first question to asked? Why not start off with basic small talk?? Why be interested in him? Why him? Why'd you need to know what his biggest sale and deal was! Of all the people...You just wanted a good deal...
He doesn't hear the distant chime of the Cafe bell. He just angrily glares daggers at his own reflection. It wasn't until a shy familiar voice spoke pointedly in his direction did he force his head out of the clouds.
"Hey Spamton! I uhm.. how are you doing today?" You give a soft smile and take a seat in front of him. "I'm fine" He looked the other way. "Um.. " You glance at the window. You look at his order. "Ohh number 7! That's a good one. Moonberry fudge and a gram apple muffin. Nice." You give a soft smile.
He just remains quiet. You seem a little anxious by now. "..weather's nice huh?.." with only a human for a response you start brimming with anxiety. You try a different approach. "I had a good day at work! We didn't have any rude people.." You look at him.
"Uh how about you? How's work? You made any good sales today?" He looks up at you with a harsh glare. "Wouldn't you like to know!" You flinch and your happy aura quickly forms into an apologetic one.
"I-..im-im sorry..I didn't mean to ask anything sensitive.." You give a sorry look. "I didn't did i?" You look down at your hands. Spamtion hesitates for a moment. No.. He..He cant hesitate. He stands up.
"Yes. Yes you did impose. You imposed in my life acting all kind when I know what you really want." You have the audacity to look confused. "What are you talking about?." He ignores you and heads towards the exit. "Spamton? Spamton wait! Please..I just wanna kno-"
Your conversation fades to the back of his mind as he exists the Cafe and heads towards his house. He should have know better. That way it wouldn't have hurt as bad... He gives a soft wave to a wherewire and keeps walking. After a little bit he stops walking immediately when he feels I small tap on his shoulder.
He turns. "What?!" You give a hurt expression and focus on your hands. "I um..I just wanted to apologize for imposing.. I didn't know you didn't like talking about that" He rolls his eyes. "Just leave me alone already. It's pretty obvious you just want to talk business." Confusion crosses your face once more.
"What? What are you talking about?" His fists clench again. "Aw stop playing dumb already! It's pretty obvious you don't like me, Your just after a good deal or you want a chance at being some big shot with a sales pitch!" He didn't realize he was yelling.
Your practically cowering at this point. "I-what! No-No I'm not! Please believe me I really do like you.. I don't even know how to do business like that!" You have your hands up in front of you as if a policeman had pulled you over.
He falters for a moment. He looks back up again when you speak up. Sorta. "Please..is there anything I can do to make you believe me..." You say just barely above a whisper. He just remains quiet. After a moment of shared silence you were fed up.
"Fine then! I'll prove I'm crazy for you! Absolutely bonkers! You hear?!" You grab both his shoulders, "H-Hey! Put me down!" And yank him up and plant a big kiss on his cheek. "Now will you please go on a date with me?!"
Your face is absolutely covered top to bottom with a beautiful shade of red. Both from anger and embarrassment.After a moment of silence you awkwardly drop him. "S-sorry.." you hide your face in the neck if your shirt.
His cheeks are burning a bright peachy color. "Um..it's alright" after a small beat of silence he adds "yes."
You look back down at him. "Yes what??" You look confused. "...yes I'll go on a date with you.." He doesn't think anyone who'd want some deal would go that far. He believes you now and he says so.
Your quiet for a moment. A small smile works its way on your face. "Alrighty come on, I know just the place" you give a small wink and grab his hand dragging him off to who knows where. "W-what now?!" He gives a baffled expression as he tries to keep up.
You turn and look down again "yes now silly! I gotta make sure you belive me 100!" percent!. "A-alright then..." maybe this wouldn't be so bad after all...
ISNSJSS God that was a lot! And toughie! I enjoyed it tho!
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 1/?
Fandom: Deltarune (Video Game)
Rating: Mature
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Spamton G. Spamton/Reader, Spamton G. Spamton & Reader
Characters: Spamton G. Spamton
Additional Tags: Female Reader, AFAB reader - Freeform, Reader Is Not Kris (Deltarune), Rated M for later chapters and for heavy content throughout, Spamton is a medical anomaly, Spamton is autistic, Spamton has ADHD, fuck it: Spamton has multiple disabilities that will be mentioned, because y’know what? Disabled people can be successful and loved!, (yes as a disabled person this is semi-self-indulgent, but on the other hand: make the content you want to see in the world! >:3), Spamton is Not Straight™, –and they were coworkers (oh my god they were coworkers), Co-workers, Workplace Relationship, Alternate Universe - Office, Office Relationship, Friends to Lovers, Co-workers to lovers, Co-Workers to Friends to Lovers, Eventual Romance, Office Romance, Workplace Romance, Boss/Employee Relationship, Spamton G. Spamton Acid Bath Theory, Short Spamton G. Spamton, Spamton G. Spamton Needs a Hug, no beta we die like berdly, Minimal use of (Y/N), Alternate Universe - Human
Summary:
They always say “it’s lonely at the top”
…but they never said you couldn’t bring someone along to enjoy the view with.
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You're the assistant and personal secretary to the eccentric Spamton G. Spamton, founder and CEO of Big Shot Enterprises. Since you work with him on a daily basis, an eventual friendship with him was always expected. But what if that friendship turns into something... more?
