Hii! I just wanna say I love your work sm <3 !! Can I request chembarons x reader with glasses? Idk if you write them but there’s so little content with these fellas it makes me so sad 😭
Hiiiii!!! Thank you so much!!!! I agree there is not a lot of fics about them!!! I hope you’ll enjoy this!! Take care!
Chembarons x Reader! with Glasses! Headcanons
Fluff
Characters: Silco | Finn | Renni | Smeech | Margot
Silco
~Silco notices your glasses immediately, not as something fragile, but as something intentional.
~He associates them with intelligence, calculation, and control.
~When you push them up your nose while thinking, he watches closely, that’s when you’re most dangerous.
~If someone mocks you for them, Silco shuts it down instantly. Quietly. Permanently.
~He occasionally adjusts them for you with two fingers, slow and deliberate, lifting your chin in the process.
~“You see things others don’t,” he murmurs once. “That is why you survive here.”
Finn
~Finn teases you at first, lightly, smugly.
~“What, can’t see me without those?”
~Then he realizes you’re sharper than most people in the room.
~He loves when you peer at him over the rim of your glasses, it makes him feel judged in the worst (best) way.
~If anyone calls you weak, Finn laughs and says, “Yeah? Then why do they keep outplaying you?”
~He starts borrowing your glasses “as a joke” and immediately complains he can’t see a damn thing.
Renni
~Renni finds your glasses adorable and practical.
~She cleans them for you without asking, gentle, careful, almost domestic.
~Likes when you sit beside her and read reports aloud, glasses sliding down your nose as you focus.
~If you take them off, she’s the first to ask if you’re okay.
~“You look like yourself with them on,” she says softly.
~She never lets anyone treat you as less capable because of them.
Smeech
~Smeech is immediately curious about your glasses.
~Asks if they’re enhanced. Modified. Weaponized.
~Tries to convince you to let him upgrade them with chemtech.
~Gets extremely offended if someone assumes you’re weak, to him, the glasses mean you analyze.
~“They don’t miss anything,” he says proudly, gesturing to you.
~Builds you custom protective lenses without telling you until they’re finished.
Margot
~Margot treats your glasses as part of your authority.
~She notices how people listen more carefully when you’re wearing them.
~Loves when you adjust them before delivering bad news, it scares people.
My eyes blink open, still numb from whatever it was. I wanted to focus on something, but a purple smoke didn't let me. My lungs hurt, and I wanted to cough but all I could was realize my mouth was gagged by some kind of fabric, I wanted to remove it just to realize That my mouth wasn't the only thing strapped. No my arms were hold down to a metal chair as well as my torso, Just my legs were free still bare from the slits of my white dress I wore to the gala. Without thinking, I wanted to move the chair but oh what surprised It didn't move, not even an inch.
"Ah, our little Piltover mouse woke up"
A Voice said, I looked up to see the Purple smoke fade showing a cat like face, Long ears which seem bitten into, Big white eyes and blond eyebrows, He had Blond hair. The man no Jordle sat right in front of me. I wanted to say something, ask why I'm here, where I am but got reminded that I had a gag in my mouth.
The yourdle just chuckled at my reaction.
"Oh sweet mouse, your not here to argue or ask questions, you're here to answer questions"
He said standing up and walking towards me, Just then I realized That he had no arms, well no flesh ones. He had somewhat robotic arms as well as legs, He was dressed in a white blouse and what looked like a leather vest. He looked ordinarily good for a Yourdle That I suspect is from Zaun. As He stood before me, I needed to tilt my head back to look at him, since he made himself taller with his robotic legs.
"But while we have you here, so nicely Strapped, Why not have some little fun with such a beauty like yourself"
He said while his robotic hand didn't hold the What was it ? A vile of purple liquid, shimmer ?, was laid on my bare thigh. The metal cold on my skin made it twitch with the feeling.
I looked at it before looking up at him in horror, I wanted to tear it away, but the pressure of his hand on my thigh didn't let me. I squirmed and wiggled, trying to get away from the cold feeling. Before my Neck was met with a cold and pressing against it, not strong enough to choke me but enough to show that he could. The vile of shimmer in his pocket
"Stop squirming darling, you will like it, I promise"
He said as His hand on my thigh moved up closer to the inside, sliding under the fabric of my dress. My breath became raged and fast, but it got stuck in my throat as I felt two of the metal fingers against my folds. I jumped as he moved between them. A muffled whine escaping me. He just chuckled before he pulled them up to our faces, showing how they're shining with a thin layer of wetness as he rubs them together
"That eager, are we, little mouse?"
He asks with a grin, tightening his grip around my neck.
As his fingers moved back between my legs, just this time one of them pushed inside. I squirmed, my body wanting to press against it, but my mind wanted to move away. The Feeling of Cold metal is weird but strangely good. He slowly started to press further. I could feel the metal connection between the knuckles inside me. A groan escapes me, loud even with the gag. It made the yourdle grin showing of his teeth. And press his hand against my throat, further making it worse to breath. There was a soft pain from it as the tips of his metal fingers poked into my neck. He started to move his finger first, slow, before he picked up the paste. My Body started to tense, my finger crawling into the armrest's small huffs trying to escape in a shameful way to grasp for air. As he thought time was good, he added another finger, The cold surprising me again. I jumped as his thumb pressed against my clit. A muffled fuck went out of my mouth As the unexpected pleasure came over me. He started to move his fingers first in and out before slowly starting to Scissor inside, His thumb started to slowly circle my clit. My eyes were shut as I tilted my head back, as his fingers moved. The feeling so new but at the same time so fucking good. I tried to move my hips against his movements.
"You're sure you're high society little mouse? You look more like a whore like this"
The yourdle says with a growling, deep tone.
I moaned, Why did I find this good, why was this so fucking good.
His fingers moved clearly looking for something, Fuck he was deep, Before a joint went through my body, I moaned loud shamless, and the yourdle just laughed. He started to target the point, not always hitting it, but when he did my body screamed in pleasure. The movement and time blurred together as tears formed in my eyes, coming closer to the hill. There was a pressure in my abdomen, building up like a wave. As it built up and was close to crashing, He removed the hand around my neck, cut the gag in my mouth, but not slowing his fingers. I moaned loudly, gasping for air as My back arched as much as the rope around my torso allowed me to. As the wave crashed over my body, I came over his fingers.
My eyes were shut, and my head leaned against the chair back, still catching my breath. As a wet hand went to my hair, I pulled my hair back and my eyes opened in a thin slit just to see the yordle take a puff from the purple vile and breathe the smoke in my still open mouth. As I breathed it in I cough, the yordle laughed and let go of my head as I heard a door open and steps.
"What did you do, Smeech?"
A male voice asked. And the yordle laughed.
"I just had some fun, wanted to make sure she was easy to talk to"
He said
"She is all yours Silko"
I heard him say before his steps moved away, and the door was shut.
