Hiii! I saw your post about fic requests. So, if you don't mind, how do you think Conquest would react to a reader who's utterly obsessed with him? Like everytime he does something cool, they squeal and gush about how awesome he is! And they just love him so much and think he's the best thing in the world
HI!! Thank you for my first request! Conquest is my deranged husband I love him too much honestly 😔 i will say though, this is my first time writing this character and posting it!! Sorry if this is ooc, I'm trying my best and I'm just full of whimsy!
Here are some headcanons of how I feel about this 😇 I will probably actually do a full fic on this request, but i wanted to get all my thoughts here since I'm super busy and didn't want to leave you waiting for a one-shot! No NSFT in these, if you wish for more smutty headcanons of this idea, just let me know because they are cooking in my head as we speak!
Conquest genuinely brushes you off. At first....
He is on Earth for one reason, and (sadly, for you) it has nothing to do with you at all.
Whether you are a normal civilian or a hero (that would be interesting), you are not super terrified of him. In fact, you seem to be everywhere, always, constantly complimenting him and squealing about his abilities.
He threatens you and you blush.
You do let up eventually, and oh boy does Conquest realize how much he liked hearing your voice.
BUT since you were oh so persistent, he eventually seeks you out.
You begin to cover every corner of his mind. He cannot help but look for you.
Once he finds you, he does not let you go. You don't mind.
He wants to hear you praise him. He wants for you to touch his bicep and gush about how "oh so strong" he is.
He knows just how strong and capable he is, but after lonely for so long, having someone fawn of him is different.
"Oh, Conquest!" You place your hands on your cheeks and let out a high-pitched noise. Conquest looks towards you, waiting, knowing what is coming next. He smirks. "You're so strong! What would I do without you!?" You scramble towards him and the wood he had been chopping. You gently touch his bicep and feel it flex under your fingers. "You didn't get a splinter, did you?" You stare up at him, your eyes glistening in the sun. Conquest smiles, knowing that is all for him.
"Of course not." He picks up another large piece of wood, and you step back. He easily rips it in half with his hands. Just as cleanly as the axe would have done. You gasp and leap towards him, throwing yourself into his arms. He easily catches you. Oh, what would he do without you?
Conquest knows you are (probably) much weaker than him and learns very quickly that doing things for you gets him praise.
He will get something from the top shelf for you, he will chop the wood for you, he will open things, show off, anything to hear your praises.
Don't even get me started on the physical contact, this man is touch starved.
He will willingly let you feel his biceps, gently touch his stomach, hell even his thighs if it means you say anything nice about him. He flexes every time.
He adores you, and will literally kill anyone who tries to get you way from him.
You are sort of his now, but there is nothing about this that you would change.
