This isn't really a request to make anything more just a rant!
I'm just imagining SAHSRAU somehow managing to pull reader into the game and when they arrive they are just the God Emperor from 40k. Like, decked out in gold armor, long flowing hair, 14ft tall (GE is tall as hell), a Perpetual so they can't really stay dead, and some serious psychic capabilities.
It has me giggling just thinking about how some of the characters would react, especially the more devout ones. Maybe the Amphoreus npcs have an actual existential crisis seeing someone so godly compared to the titans, characters like Sunday and Argenti literally kissing the ground reader treads while others like Ruan Mei and Herta are have a singular focus on figuring out all of the readers ins and outs (more so than before).
This is an idea I've been playing with for a while now ever since I found out about this kind of AU and it's finally gotten to the point where I just want to rant on and on about it lol
No, but this is hilarious to think about. Like, imagine you get sucked into HSR, expecting to just be you, and instead, you show up looking like you walked straight out of Warhammer 40K fanfiction. Gold-plated, towering over everyone, radiating sheer divine energy—an actual god, not just a theoretical one.
The believers would either be weeping in joy or having the worst identity crisis of their lives. The Amphoreus people, who already revere the Titans, would take one look at you and just—malfunction. Like, 'oh. Oh no. We were wrong. We were SO wrong.' You’d probably get a mix of panicked bowing, desperate prayers, and people straight-up running because what does this mean for their entire worldview??
Sunday and Argenti? Absolutely losing it. Sunday would be preaching your name before you even say a word, while Argenti—this guy is already ridiculously devout—would be trying to single-handedly knight you with his banner. Probably vowing to crusade in your name while you’re just like, "Dude, chill, I just got here."
And then there’s the scholars. Ruan Mei, Herta, maybe even Screwllum—they’d take one look at you and go, "Science has failed me. I need to know EVERYTHING." You’d be subjected to so many tests, not out of doubt, but because they literally cannot fathom how you exist. Ruan Mei would be poking at your energy like "Okay but why does your aura feel like an eldritch horror and a divine miracle at the same time?"
Also, the Vidyadhara might just spontaneously combust from the sheer scale of your existence. They already believe in reincarnation and divine cycles—imagine how Dan Heng would feel if he realized you’re a Perpetual. "Wait. You don’t die? Like, at all? You just come back??" Meanwhile, Jing Yuan would be sipping his tea like, "Well. That’s new."
I also love the idea that even the Aeons don’t know what to do with you. Nanook, who is literally trying to destroy all gods, might take one look at you and just… pause. Like, "Huh. That’s not supposed to exist." Meanwhile, Xipe, the one obsessed with worship, is probably LOSING IT because they finally have something worthy of praise.
This concept is gold (literally). Keep ranting, because I love this! 🤭💖
“Are you feeling okay? it seems to me that you’re in need of a break” voice of calm concern uttered towards your-disheveled-looking-self.
“no” you got up from the floor stubborn as ever “I have to land one hit on you before I call it quits” you said in between breaths
“Examination: your body is producing excess amount of sweat, exhibiting symptoms of dehydration and exhaustion. I would suggest you take a rest and increase fluid intake”
“Last round then I will rest” you insisted, with a hesitant sigh he agreed, but before you were able to sent out a punch your body collapsed. The robot leaped out to catch your limping body
Carrying you to your shared space and laying you down on the bed, then went to fetch saltwater and various other items for you to recover.
After a few minutes you finally woke up from your slumber, you saw screwllum sitting beside you with your hand in his, rubbing your knuckles. Even without expressions you can tell he was worried.
“You finally awoken” he piped up, “I prepared you some saltwater to increase your sodium and fluid intake” he lifted the glass of water to you
“Please don’t overdo yourself next time, it isn’t good for your organic body” he scolded though there isn’t aggression in his tone
im so close to start writting for many chars BC NO ONE IS WRITING LIKE GIVE THEM SOME LOVE. the only thing stopping me from doing it is my not the best english, lack of time and courage to post it
can I get screwllum with A,F,G,Q,X? I love him very much and there is not much screwllum X reader content. And argenti X and D
I know who you are.
Here's your request <33 I hope it's alright hehe. Screwllum may be OOC, sorry in advance!
(Not proof read, wrote this a bit eepily so I apologise for any grammer/spelling mistakes)
A - Affection (How they show they love you)
Screwllum is a simple man (robot?) but he remembers a lot. A part of it may be because he's a robot so memory is stored more easier in his head but too much memory is still a thing. He'll always remember everything you've ever told him. From you're favourite flowers to your interests.
Even things you've said in passing you swear didn't matter is ingraved in his memory forever. What's that? You said that you loved how the ocean sounds? He'll install something in the house so you'll hear it everytime.
That one plate you saw randomly in the Xianzhou a few years ago you really liked? Just saw it in the shops, now you have 2 piles of it. Even if he ever does a memory wipe (if he even needs too) he'll keep any memory he has of you, even the bad ones. Because memories of you are still precious to him, even if it's you being cross. He'll always remember everything you say.
F - Favourite (What's their favourite thing about you?)
Your humanity. He thinks everything about you is amazing, but seeing you care so deeply for other people, humans. Animals and techs alike. It makes him so happy. Sure one could argue that since you two were dating, of course you have no problem with robots.
But there's always a difference between people saying it, you saying it compared to actually seeing it first hand. How you care for other human beings, even if some are less worthy of it than others. (Granted you still may take badly about them if they're particularly l bad)
How you gush over animals, even the smaller ones. Even the much smaller ones other would cower too. Even if you as well are scared of them, seeing you still defend them? It makes his mechanic heart swell.
Don't get me started on how he feels when he sees you treating other robots, mechs alike, like they're their own person. They're not JUST a machine. Most have their own thoughts and feelings, and seeing you treat them like they're their own person? Makes him so happy he's asked you out.
G - Gesture (What are small things they do to subtly tell you the love you?)
Info dumping. It happens here and there, and sure not everyone will consider it as a subtle I love you. But he does and so does most of the Genuis Society. In his eyes, he's sharing knowledge with you, someone he cares truly about. It's different to telling other people about it because most of them ask.
It's like just teaching a student which he doesn't mind of course, but with you? He enjoys sharing knowledge with you as if it's an everyday occurrence, as if he's flirting. And he'll be thrilled if you did the same. Sharing knowledge is small, you're more than likely telling each other facts but it's the listening.
How the both of you will be quiet and listen to eachother ramble and talk about a new topic you learnt, it doesn't even matter to him if you've already told him something he knows or you've just forgotten and said it again. He'll happily pretend he didn't know/remember because seeing you smile is enough.
And he hopes you do the same when he talks about the various topics he's interested in.
Q - Quality Time (How do they like to spend time with you?)
Silence. And not in a bad way, he loves hearing you talk and talking back. He loves conversations. But if you asked him his favourite part? It would be when perhaps the both of you are busy and decide to call.
You've talked, caught up, ranted. Any of that and as night slowly rolls around, there's just silence...not much of a sound. Just the fact that you're here...with him...it makes him more than happy. He doesn't mind the silence, sure he can live without a moment of it but I see him just enjoying being left with his thoughts after the two of you talked endlessly.
Thinking about how lucky he is, no words needs to be exchanged as the two of you get on with what ever was needed. It's even better in person, because he can look over and see you concentrating on your own thing.
Who cares if the thing you're doing is something like playing games on your phone. It's you. And it's him. Both of you alone in silence. But still in each others company.
X - Xtra (Random HCs)
1 - As many of us knows, he's likely a bug fanatic (cannot related) I see him gently helping bugs and insects get around. A bug is trying to get pass but there's a rock in the way? Lifted and gone, go on then Ms Bell. The spider needs more room for webs? Don't worry. Come with him and he'll move Mr Nick to a better place to develop it's web
2 - Rights in joint/cursive. He even knows calligraphy!! Here, he'll even teach you how to do it. Just let his hand guide you. It'll take awhile yes but it's worth it seeing you happy face when you finally write your name in calligraphy. He's more than happy to help with with writing more words, or would you prefer just reading his writing? He knows some partners enjoy admiring their S/Os writing.
3 - An amazing cook, especially for someone who can't exactly taste if they need to add more seasoning. He's able to be precise with everything, with and without a menu. While he himself doesn't need to eat, he's friends with enough people to know they need too. So if he realises his friends haven't eaten in awhile, he'll down his "kiss the bot" apron and begin cooking.
D - Drunk (How are they when drunk?)
Clingy, oh so clingy. I see him having an average drink tolerance. But when he does, he's off to find you! His beloved, you didn't leave him right? Don't worry he'll find you. And as soon as he sees you, he's wrapping his arms around you as if you'll get blown away by the wind.
"I missed you..."
He would murmur into your neck, despite the fact that the last time you saw each other was a merely 5 minutes ago. He's following you like a lost dog, wanting your attention but he's patient. He knows deep down you're his.
He might not recognize you at first though depending on how many drinks he's had. Gently pushing you away as he claims his one true love is coming soon. Describes you yet cannot come to senses that you are who he's chattering away about. Or he might try flirting with you forgetting he's already dating you. His face lights up when you tell him, yes. We've been together for years.
He just loves you so much, he isn't gonna leave your side <33
X - Xtra (Random HCs)
1 - Has a long skin and hair routine but it works out perfectly. His skin is soft and his hair is as silky smooth as hair can be. He'll insist he can do the same with you but respects what ever decision you made. He doesn't take too long in the bathrooms though surprisingly enough. Perhaps he got so used to his routine it became second nature and finished sooner.
2 - He is so good at poetry, you almost wonder if he were one before he became a Knight of Beauty. Some are based on himself, maybe even other knights. Some are based on Idrila, but the ones he keeps safely tucked away is poems he's written about you. He loves you dearly sand is more than happy to let you read some, while your name won't be listed. The metaphors and imagery does tie in together so you know it is you anyways.
3 - Will happily let you braid his hair, it makes him feel like a kid again, it makes him happy to have someone close to him. He loves how your finger feels like through his hair and he's more than happy to buy you supplies even if all you're doing is putting it in a pony tail.
Last ABC challenge done!! I hope this is okay my friend and I did your man justice ^^
back to the herta adopting a kid headcanons...imagine if the other geniuses also become like, uncles and aunts. screwllum is that attached uncle who will give you the most amazing contraptions and brush it off, and ruan mei is that one seemingly cold but actually very caring aunt...
okay nonnie you have the greatest mind on earth. some notes.
ratio is despicable. utterly despicable. typa uncle to give you a textbook on your birthday and ask about your grades. you hate him, he hates you. sometimes you wonder how he became a teacher.
screwllum? that one uncle who you cannot believe exists. tfw he took down rubert ii, runs a planet, is a member of the genius society and is still alive?? tells the craziest stories as if it was literally yesterday. he's the one uncle you make tiktok storytimes about.
ruan mei is that aunt that you're convinced is a serial killer. there's no way she hasn't committed at least a couple of murders before. sociopathic glint in her eyes, a curious obsession with human anatomy and a tea drinker? she's done some things. most definitely.
finally, stephen lloyd is the cousin that is lowk baby. he's older than you but somehow acts younger. you fear for his social skills with how avoidant he is. most probably would cry if you tried to tease him.
also, as an additional note, polka kakamond sends you a scalpel every year for christmas. ominous? yes. cunty asf? also yes.
OH SHIT I BETTER SEND THIS IN QUICK uhhh can i get some dr. ratio or screwllum cuddling/general fluff? im very tired and i think that could fix me
- i think you know who this is 💜
warmth
…ft! dr. ratio, screwllum x gn! reader
…tags! fluff, lotsa snuggling!!!!, non sexual nudity (ratio)
…wc! 323; 412; = 735
…notes! MY FRIEND I KNOW YOU!!!! ❣️ty for the request here it is!!! small and cute <3 also!! give it up for the new character banners!!! lmk if you liiiike <3
Veritas Ratio
“Care to join me?”
Veritas’s voice reaches your ears. You glance up at him, his figure relaxed in his bathtub through the bathroom door. His head is thrown back to look back at you.
“Sorry?” You clarify, folding a book closed over your thumb.
“You’re exhausted, evidently, seeing as how you haven’t moved on from that page in a number of minutes.”
Your face flushes in embarrassment. Nothing can get past your lover’s keen observations.
No use in arguing, you rationalise that Veritas has a point (like always). You slip off your clothes and join him in the bathtub. His hands land on your shoulders and rub down reassuringly. He’s welcoming you to relax – surprisingly tender, gentle.
As he rubs in some body wash, Veritas’s voice sinks you further into relaxation; “care to explain why you’ve been neglecting your rest?”
“It’s not like I’ve been wanting to,” you reply.
“That doesn’t answer my query, love.”
You sigh as you feel Veritas kiss the top of your head. You explain everything – your stresses as of late, and the overwhelming urge to just sleep forever. You’re so tired.
He hums in thought, violet hair falling in front of coral eyes. Oddly unmanaged in such an intimate place. “We can figure out some ways to rectify that later. For now, allow me to take care of you. Is that alright?”
A small giggle slips from your lips – Veritas is always asking permission. If you were anyone else, he wouldn’t be so soothing. It’s nice to know that you were special in that way. A warmth teasing to consume you whole as Veritas washes and rinses you down.
Yes, and it shall continue to grow as you are entangled in sheets later, his strong arms wrapped around your body. Rest. What was once unfamiliar becomes so easy with Veritas helping you.
You are inclined to believe that you had the best sleep of your life that night.
Screwllum
“Would I really be all that comfortable?”
“Oh shush, you’re plenty comfortable.”
Screwllum sighs (or at least makes a similar sound to one) at your refusal to accept that he might not be the greatest snuggle partner in the world. It’s no secret that he’s a gentleman in every sense of the word, but something like cuddling…
You can’t say he doesn’t try, resting your head on your chest and a hand in your hair. He pets you softly as another arm is lazily resting over your back. This way you wouldn’t really feel any metal underneath the layers of clothes.
“I hope you realise that I can feel how tense you are,” you hum from buried into the ruffles of Screwllum’s shirt.
“A-Apologies, I’m trying my best—”
“Are you nervous?”
As soon as you bring up the question, Screwllum’s already blank face seems to somehow blank more. Even if he is inexpressive, the message speaks volumes.
Fans whir louder in the silence.
You can’t help but burst into giggles. “I can’t believe it! All ready to fluster me with hand kisses and whatnot, but you fall apart as soon as we lay together!”
Screwllum stutters, trying to find some way to acquire his dignity back. “I just wish to please you… I’m not exactly the most popular choice for a romantic partner…”
“But you’re my choice,” you shoot back, leaning up to place a kiss on Screwllum’s face plate, the one where a mouth normally would be. The fans only prove a traitor to Screwllum as they whir louder.
The genius can only silently accept his fate as you smother him with kisses all over his metal encasing. “Dare I ask—” he’s cut off by one of your many mwahs! “Why do you torture me so…?”
You lean back, resting your chin on Screwllum’s chest again with a satisfied grin.
“When you get all shy, you get toastier.” You snuggle closer into a hug. “This is why you’re the best cuddler – you warm me up!”
Screwllum doesn’t react at first save for the heat dispelling from his body. Then dignified yet comfortable laughter slips through. You feel something land on the top of your head. You look up to see that your lover has placed his hat on your head and is ruffling your hair through it.
“Whatever will I do with you…?” He asks aloud.
“Snuggle me, maybe.” You cheekily grin.
Screwllum hums. “Well, suppose I’ll just have to comply.”
Author's Notes: Initially shared only on AO3 on June 7th 2024.
Summary:
He’s said that in all his time the concept of intimacy and sexual contact has been difficult to fathom and yet, he’s yearned to know more and gain insight into something that apparently most organic beings held very dear and considered to be very important.
He had approached you, asking if you would be interested in granting him this opportunity to learn.
While his phrasing of the situation had been rather blunt and it had caught you off guard, you’ve never even contemplated a no.
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For the mechanical aristocrat it was merely a new field of study. You knew that. You’ve both talked extensively about it. At times so nonchalantly and factually that you might as well have been talking about mathematics. You’ve come to an agreement eventually and set everything into motion.
You knew what you were getting into and what it was all about and yet, your heart pounded in your chest as Screwllum led you down the hallway to his bedroom, as if a surprise was waiting for you. In a sense that was the truth. You could lay out all the rules and boundaries but putting it into practice was something else entirely.
It began with your curiosity about his bedroom. You didn’t know what to expect from it. This wasn’t your first time visiting Screwllum’s home - his mansion - but of course you never had a reason nor permission to see his bedroom.
For all you knew, inorganic lifeforms might not need one to begin with.
Screwllum opened the wooden double door and moved aside to let you walk in. You tried to hide your wonder and curiosity but it showed on your face the moment you stepped past him and inside the room.
It was huge. You should’ve expected as such since the rooms you’ve seen so far - his office and dinner hall - have been as well but Screwllum was still an android. The bed stood at the opposite side of the wall, big enough for probably more than two people even. A door on the right led to what you assumed was a bathroom with drawers occupying the walls, while two huge windows on the left side allowed the light to flood the room, dunking everything in a warm hue.
Everything in here had earthy tones. From the various brown shades of the blankets and pillows on the bed, to the greens of the wall paints to the beige and sand-colored furniture. It provided such a warm and cozy atmosphere which wasn’t as present as in the other rooms you’ve seen, and which you didn’t expect either.
A faint flowery scent lingered in the air and it took you a glance to spot the pots of flowers and plants decorating the room. You smiled to yourself. Screwllum’s interest in living beings was such a prominent feature of this entire place. It was really endearing. Someone who wasn’t aware of who he was would never assume this was the home of an inorganic being.
Still…
“I’m sorry if the question is rude but why do you have such a huge bedroom?”
“Assumption: Your question refers to the existence of the bedroom itself,” Screwllum said, the amused tone in his voice didn’t escape you. You nodded, though your cheeks felt a little warm. Of course he saw right through you.
He walked past you, took off his hat and placed it on one of the drawers before he stepped up to the windows, the warm light hitting the metal of his head and giving him an almost golden shine.
All of his movements had such an elegant air to them, worthy of his status, it only made you wonder if and how that would change under different circumstances. The thought that you were about to experience it yourself made your spine tingle.
Maybe being worried about getting in the mood given the nature of this encounter has been a stupid concern after all.
He turned to you before he answered you again. “I do not require sleep as organic beings do, but I do rest. Over time I came to appreciate the comfort a bedroom provides.”
You nodded again. There wasn’t much else to say to that, neither was your mind capable of much more thought at this point. It had something endearing though to imagine him lying in bed with a book reading about the newest scientific developments in the cosmos. Or, for him, it would probably be a book about the biology of insects or something of the sorts.
“Would you prefer a more dulled lighting for the situation?” he asked, the teal lights of his eyes flickering for a short instance. You haven’t actually thought about that yet, but that he tried to accommodate you like he promised during your discussions beforehand still made your heart skip a beat.
“That would be nice, I think, yeah, thank you,” you said, tugging a strand of your hair behind your ear.
That you couldn’t tell what he thought or felt if he didn’t say anything or made an obvious gesture was still unnerving at times, but right now it almost added a thrilling sensation to the mix of nervousness, curiosity and anticipation within you.
In this situation, the unpredictability resulting from his lack of an organic body, made things strangely exciting.
Maybe you were also just grabbing onto anything that would prevent any awkwardness from settling in.
Screwllum let some thin curtains in the same brown color of his suit jacket fall over the windows, dimming the lighting in the room and giving it the impression that the sun was already setting. It felt cozier this way.
You fidgeted with your fingers as Screwllum approached you again. He had a hand behind his back and tilted his head slightly when he came to stand in front of you.
“Shall we begin?” he asked.
You took a deep breath. So this was it. You accepted his inquiry, had gotten ample time to consider and discuss things with him. He’s said that in all his time the concept of intimacy and sexual contact has been difficult to fathom for him and yet, he’s yearned to know more and gain insight into something that apparently most organic beings held very dear and considered to be very important.
He had approached you, given how you’ve known him for quite some time now, and had asked if you would be interested in granting him this opportunity.
While his phrasing of the situation had been rather blunt and it had caught you off guard, you’ve never even contemplated a no.
You gave him full consent for this. Of course you did. While not flesh and blood the man was indeed very attractive, although it might stem from other sources rather than his physical appearance. Whether it was his eloquence, his never-ending fascination for living beings, the care and kindness he’s displayed countless times towards you and other living beings before, or maybe just his incredible mind, it was easy to say yes to him.
And, aside from what he was hoping to gain from this encounter, it was an experience you didn’t wanna miss out on, regardless of how your nerves started to get to you.
“Let’s begin,” you said. You’ve talked about how this should go, what you were going to do but still, as you were standing there in front of him in his bedroom it made you realize theory was far from practice.
You gazed up at him, met his glowing eyes, but the tilt of his head made him look more curious than anything. Regardless of how brilliant his mind was this was new to him, something he had no experience in, for once you could teach him something.
Or, at the very least, give him every chance and opportunity to explore and learn it himself.
You took a deep breath, ignored the pounding of your heart, and slowly removed your clothes. As you stood in front of him in your underwear with him still fully clothed and his gaze on you, quietly observing, came a hint of confidence. He wanted to learn and you could show him. Now, it was your turn.
You smiled at him before reaching for his hand. Gently, you began to take off his glove before he spoke again.
“Are you certain?” he asked, yet didn’t pull away. You knew what he was getting at. There was no skin beneath the leather, arguably his gloves provided more warmth than his fingers would.
Still, you would prefer the smooth surface over leather any day and, like skin to a human, this was the part of him that could touch and feel. To think what these hands have already accomplished in his long life, to have them in your hands, to feel them on your skin… You cherished that moment despite the intentions of this encounter.
“Can you,” you paused, hesitating, “take this off too?” You poked his white shirt peeking out from under the suit jacket.
“Question: Would that make you more comfortable?”
You nodded. “It’s only fair.” You winked at him, even though he probably didn’t know how to interpret the notion in this context. Out of the corners of your eyes you watched how he removed the cravat around his neck and placed it carefully on the dresser before he took off his jacket and shirt, while you climbed onto the bed.
You sank into the sheets and pillows like you were floating in the clouds. So soft and cozy… Under different circumstances these could lull you to sleep in minutes. You wondered if Screwllum appreciated the softness of them just like you did. You took off your bra and panties now that you got more comfortable too. You did consider letting him do that but… it didn’t feel right given your previous discussions and the intentions behind this situation.
As Screwllum approached the bed you allowed yourself a closer look at him. He didn’t look much different than a human. His body consisted of grey and black metal parts and imitated human body parts and muscle parties and despite the different sections his body was made of it looked so smooth to you. If you ran your hands over it you doubted you would notice the lines and bumps from his mechanical joints. Even the gear right in the middle of his chest where his heart would be blended in with the rest of his body so well.
He was handsome. In his very own way.
You patted the spot next to you on the mattress as you lay on the bed. The mattress dipped under his weight and realization dawned on you that this was real and happening. A shiver ran down your spine, pooling in your lower belly in unexpected anticipation.
“Observation: Your breathing hitched.”
You could feel the heat rise in your cheeks because you barely noticed that reaction yourself. It also showed you that he truly meant what he described to you during your discussions. He wanted to see, to study your reactions, explore how humans reacted to touch and pleasure, comprehend why they sought out encounters like this so much, and maybe eventually be able to draw a conclusion.
This was one decision you would probably never come to regret.
“May I?” he asked and you nodded. He rested on his side next to you, propped up on his forearm, and slowly put his hand on your stomach. You inhaled sharply, the touch causing goosebumps to erupt on your skin.
“Is this alright? Assumption: My hand might be too cold.”
His concern was rather adorable but you shook your head. “No, it’s not. I guess my anticipation got the better of me. Please, go on.”
At most as cold as a person with ‘cold hands’, but it wasn’t unpleasant at all. Maybe because it was so perfectly him that it would’ve felt off, if he had been warmer.
His hand explored the expanse of your bare skin, gently and slowly. Fleeting and experimental touches that made your heart race until a yearning flickered to life deep within you. He slid his fingers along the length of your arms, caressed the expanse of your stomach, cupped your waist in his hand, dipped his finger into your belly button…
It took him forever to touch your breasts and when his cool hand finally cupped and slid over them did it take all your willpower not to moan and writhe. You knew he wanted to see and hear all of your reactions but you refused to accept that such teasing touches could get you in such a state so easily.
Beforehand you thought him being incapable of using his mouth would be a hindrance, but the way he poked, pulled and caressed your nipple had you forgetting about all that. As experimental as his touch was Screwllum was ruthless. Every time you made a noise or twitched in a different manner he repeated the same action again, to tease you or to determine this specific move as the reason for your reaction, you didn’t know and you didn’t care.
“There is an unusual smell emanating from you. It is quite… intriguing. Question: Do you want me to continue?”
Aeons… You pressed your thighs together out of instinct, anything to do something about the sudden throbbing between your legs. For him to say such a thing so nonchalantly, to have him pause to find the right words in an attempt to categorize the smell of your arousal… You took a deep breath, that ended in a strangled gasp because his fingers never stopped moving.
“Yes, please,” you said, your words strained.
Screwllum didn’t say anything in return. Instead, he let his hand slide down your body and you parted your legs without hesitation. The first touch of his smooth fingers on your folds had you sighing. Your eyes fell shut as his hand slipped over your wet folds, sometimes barely more than hovering, other times enough pressure to let a quiet moan escape your lips.
And when the joint of his knuckle caught your clit you couldn’t stop how your hips twitched upwards, leaning into his hand and craving more. Screwllum paused as if contemplating what just happened before he repeated the action. And again. Until you were writhing and you felt that familiar coil begin to build deep within your core.
If he hesitated before making the next step you didn’t notice, but as his finger slipped into you, a whimper tumbled over your lips. It felt so good how he slowly pushed his finger in and out, just the right pressure, the fine shapes of his joints finding every spot, his palm sliding over your clit when he angled his hand differently…
When you opened your eyes you met the glowing teal lights of his eyes he added a second finger and it drew another gasp from you, your hips rocking against his hand to seek out more all on their own. You desperately wanted to know what he was thinking in this moment. What did he feel? Did he enjoy it? Did it bring him some form of pleasure too to see you in such a state?
You could ask him. He would answer you with honest and detailed words, but your mind was too far gone to get the words out.
Screwllum observed you, studied you and something about the intensity of his unblinking gaze, made you shudder in his hold. You couldn’t fathom how it could be this hot knowing that not a single gesture, not a single twitch of your body escaped him, and that he stored them all deep within his mind for further studies.
All the while he pushed you closer and closer to the edge.
It was far from a romantic encounter and yet, you could feel yourself falling apart beneath him. The burning within you, caused by his touch and your own thoughts, turned into an outright ache. A need that made you long for him.
Your fingers blindly reached out for him and found refuge on the back of his neck, cool and smooth, like an anchor to ground yourself. He gave in to how you pulled yourself closer to him, allowed his head to rest against yours, if he had lips they would lay against your hair…
This close to him you could hear a faint whirring sound from his chest. Your heart seemed to skip a beat as you noticed that this was his own heartbeat. A gentle sound one could only notice so close to him. You wanted to lean further into him, press your cheek against the gear in the middle of his chest and-
A moan burst from your lips, unexpected and obscene even to your own ears, as a third finger joined the first two and he tried a faster rhythm, pushing in and out of you until moans spilled freely over your lips.
You felt his gaze on you, intense and purposeful, before he did the exact same motion again, applied pressure on the same spot just like before, pulling a whimper from you this time and a tremor that had you writhing on the bed. He found that same spot over and over again, didn’t have to adjust, didn’t have to look for it again. Maybe that was part of how his mechanical mind worked, but it drove you absolutely crazy.
How did he manage to elicit such sounds with just his hand? Or have you been so absorbed in your thoughts about him that it amplified all the sensations crushing over you? You didn’t find it in you to care. Not with his fingers pushing in and out of you, the uneven surface of his joints providing such a delicious friction that it filled your mind with a daze that left you yearning and aching for more.
Your eyes squeezed shut, your hips twitched, yearning for more, desperately chasing his touch whenever he pulled out of you to dedicate more moments to touch your sensitive clit. You felt it building in your core. That familiar pressure, the coil that threatened to snap and Aeons, you were anticipating that moment because you could only imagine how overwhelming it would be.
“Are you alright? If this is too much we can stop.”
“No, please,” you moaned, panic and desperation in your voice at the prospect of him stopping now. You were so close. “Don’t stop.” You whimpered, hid your face in the crook of his neck, and although it didn’t allow him to see your face he let you indulge yourself.
Though you weren’t sure what you were doing at this point. Heat and pleasure coursed through your body like a storm as he picked up his pace once more. You haven’t experienced anything mind-blowing like this just from someone’s fingers before and it left you in a daze, everything within you chasing that peak, that final moment when the coil would finally snap.
And when it finally did and you came, you thought the universe might shatter at the intensity of it. A strangled moan and a breathless, incoherent string of words on your lips as pleasure crushed over you in a flood that didn’t subside for what felt like forever. Every muscle in your body pulled taunt as bliss and relief washed over you and left you in a breathless heap in Screwllum’s hold.
It took you an embarrassingly long time to come back down from your high and have the fog in your mind slowly dissolving. When you did and slowly opened your eyes, you felt Screwllum’s fingers, your juices still lingering on them, drawing soft patterns onto the skin of your other thigh. The gesture was so strangely intimate and calming that it made you sigh. Whatever this encounter he was, he truly tried his utter best to accommodate you and make you feel comfortable.
“Are you alright?” he asked and it was then that you realized your arm was still around his neck. You slowly let go of him, let yourself fall back into the sheets, though you didn’t find the strength to actually move away, much less to get dressed again. Not to mention how cozy and inviting all these blankets and pillows were. Now even more so than before.
“I am,” you said, a smile on your lips. “I hope this proved useful,” you added, a small laugh accompanying your words.
“I do believe so. That was quite a fascinating experience. My calculations didn’t encompass such reactions just by the mere touch of a hand. Conclusion: There are still so many facets to organic beings that simply leave me in awe. I must thank you for allowing this encounter and sharing this with me.”
“You’re welcome.” You sighed quietly. Screwllum’s way of talking never failed to amaze you. It’s why you never shied away from talking and discussing things with him, even if you couldn’t follow him half the time. That his voice had such a pleasant sound to it that made it easy to converse with him.
“By the way, thank you for not saying every observation you made out loud.”
“I do not need to articulate them to memorize these findings later. Conclusion: The observations I did say out loud have had a pleasing effect on you.”
Your body and mind couldn’t decide if they should focus on the wave of embarrassment hitting you or the heat that pooled deep within your lower body. You rubbed a hand over your face as if you could get rid of the warmth in your cheeks this way, when a sudden yawn escaped you. Exhaustion pulled at your body and the softness of the sheets around you was too tempting at this point.
“Say eh… Would you mind, if I took a nap?”
“Not at all. Take as long as you need and have a good rest. With your consent, and if you feel well enough, I would like to gain further samples later.”
The tingling feeling traveling down your spine almost made you sigh again. You nodded, though the smile on your lips didn’t escape him. The weight of his body left the bed and you barely heard how he took his clothes and closed the door behind him before sleep claimed you.
warnings: penacony spoilers (2.0+), bug mention (screwllum), angsty (aventurine & acheron), ocd mention (sunday), slight dark content (ie stalking) at end in Sundays but it’s marked in red to avoid if uncomfy
a/n: i feel like it’s so obvious i did like 2 of these a week later 💀 i need more Sunday content in game
sunday
❧ if you manage to get past Sunday’s formal exterior, what lies behind it is a complete “know-it-all.”
❧let him nerd out about the greatest books in the current and past amber eras. he’ll make sure to tell you all about the authors too.
❧if the two of you have liking books in common, congrats! he’ll bring you on a tour to the primal waking library where you can chat all about it.
❧sunday’s compulsions become even worse with you around. is his shirt properly tucked in? he hopes there’s no wrinkles, maybe he should iron all his shirts again. oh gosh-are his shoes untied? you don’t even notice this. he’s used to hiding his true feelings.
❧he definitely confesses first. he’s aware that his status can be a hindrance when forming genuine relationships.
❧ maybe afterwards he’ll let you touch his wings. he loves the feeling of you stroking his feathers. especially when those annoying pin feathers grow in. the biggest sign of trust amongst birds- and sunday of course.
❧ and obviously you always get free vip to robin’s shows.
❧before and after the “Robin incident” are two very different Sundays.
❧the after, is a very possessive Sunday. he can’t have you become like Robin. he uses nightingales to keep watch on you, to make sure you’re safe. he knows it’s unhealthy but he just lost his sister, he can’t lose you too.
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Aventurine
❧aventurine’s flirty facade fools most people. they think he’s sleazy and untrustworthy, and so do you in the beginning.
❧at first he talks to you because he thinks your reactions are amusing.
❧eventually your relationship gets too deep for comfort.
❧this guy will never open up. if he has feelings for you, you’ll never know. it’s not because he’s ashamed. it’s because he cannot comprehend someone actually liking him.
❧the only way he’ll confess is if you do it first. and even then he plays it off like a joke, something he can’t even believe. it takes a lot of button pressing to get him to admit his feelings.
❧aventurine is a very vulnerable person. he may rub off insults but they still hurt him deep.
❧the first time you hug him, he is baffled. affection has been foreign to him since the extinction event.
❧worming your way into his heart will get you even more riches then before. sure, he hands out money like nothing, but to you? that credit card is unlimited.
❧”what, that’s all?” he encourages you to spend.
❧brings you to casinos for good luck. not as if he needed any, but with you at least his hand doesn’t shake.
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screwllum
❧ it isn’t uncommon for inorganic species to feel love. just as it isn’t uncommon for organic species not to.
❧ Screwllum, however, hasn’t experienced that feeling.
❧ he sees the way organic species love in a way he hasn’t. as a genius society member and one interested in life itself, how could he not be interested.
❧ which is why when he starts feeling a fluttering in his chest whenever you’re around, he must get to the bottom of it!
❧ confesses instantly. he has zero experience yet remains so confident.
❧ immediately takes time out of his day to interact with you. in whatever way possible.
❧ it could be the busiest day of his life and he’ll still make time for you.
❧ he’s described as a gentlemen by his close companions. this means opening doors for you, taking you out to places, etc.
❧ sounds too good to be true. but it is true.
❧ his one flaw, if you can even call it that, is his love for all life. and that includes bugs! no smashing them on his watch! he’s picking them up before you even get the chance.
❧ if you like bugs, even better. he’ll gently pick them up and talk about them with you. the two of you can take turns.
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Acheron
❧ the first time you meet her, you think she’s a polite but introverted lady. she claims to be a galaxy ranger and you have no reason to doubt her.
❧ her blunt way of speaking leaves no room for questions.
❧ that is, until you get too entangled in each other’s destines.
❧ your first meeting with acheron, wasn’t actually your first. you’ve met her many times. every time though she seems not to know you.
❧ Acheron lies to protect you. just as she lied about being a galaxy ranger, she lies that she has no feelings whatsoever towards you.
❧ perhaps you remind her of someone she once knew.
❧ on some days, acheron traverses through her memories to look for you. she sees the hurt look in your eyes, but sees your smiles too. the path of a self-annihilater is a lonely one.
❧ ultimately, if you manage to convince her with words and actions that you truly care for her. she will put forth that effort tenfold. she desperately doesn’t want to be alone anymore.
❧ acheron is very protective towards you. if there’s a hint of danger, she’ll encourage you to take her with you. even going on her own to eliminate it herself.
