null tenna x stalker fan reader……. reader’s desperate n pathetic and null’s kicking himself for being into it ……creepy pervert (stan) x creepy pervert (celeb) ………………. can anyone hear me 🌀
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God, it wouldn't even be a problem if Null wasn't so starved for genuine positive feedback. He could ignore the weird letters and creepy pictures, or dismiss them as hate mail, and move on with more important things. But evidently that's not the case. You're fussing over him, sending him a long, personalised letter almost every day, and he should be mad about it but he can't be. Fuck knows how you're getting past security and seeing some of the shit you talk about, but the effort and attention to detail makes him feel so good. Like he's important, and like he's the centre of someone's world, precisely what he wants the most.
If you didn't want Null to jerk off to your letters, you really should have specified. At least, that's what he thinks the first time he reaches down to palm himself while reading your newest fanmail. He gets everything taken straight to his dressing room now, so fewer people can see the steady stream of letters with identical handwriting coming in each day. He cares less about people knowing you exist, and more about nobody else touching what you send. They're very clearly meant for him, thank you very much. Your raving, adoring words that border on obsession, the way you keep getting bolder with your advances, even wondering about meeting him one on one.
Null keeps all the mail in a little folder, and that folder almost always stays with him. Even his employees have noticed, but nobody has the guts to ask him about it or have a peek while his back is turned. Hell knows what their boss is doing, but the folder seems to keep him in a more stable mood so nobody asks too many questions.
Fun addition though: imagine you send him nudes in one of the letters, and tell him you'll be in the audience on X show... just in case he wants to find you. But all he's got to go off of is the nudes. Or a tape recording of your moans while you jerk off, with his name mixed in there a whole lot.
Hear me out hear me out null with darling that just got into the job and just tries to do everything right,stresses about every single thing is very polite to almost everyone and just tries their best and just prays to heaven above your boss wont fire them for bringing his coffee 3 minutes later ,perfect target
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Oh dear. You're so cute, Null could eat you right up. In a place like his studio, and the world outside of it, someone this sweet is bound to be taken advantage of. Null thinks you're a bit like an abandoned puppy, trying to endear yourself to anyone who might give you positive attention. You won't get anywhere in this life or this industry if you keep that up, that's not how the world works.
Except that Null is disastrously wrong, because within 3 weeks of you bringing him coffee with a bright smile and a polite "here you go, sir" he's completely whipped. His employees have mixed opinions on you, he gathers, but personally he can't get enough of you. Not that he'd realise or admit his attraction, he just thinks he likes playing around with you. Always so respectful towards him, always calling him sir or some other title, always jumping up to do his bidding. Null doesn't particularly care what you were originally hired for, or who you were supposed to work with. He likes you, so he's keeping you. You have to bring him coffee and light his cigarettes and bring him his schedules, because he says so. If you don't like it you can grow a backbone and ask to be reassigned, although he knows you never will.
On reader's end, imagine being very scared of your boss (or worse, very attracted to him), and suddenly finding yourself as his personal errand runner/secretary. All you had to do in this job was keep your head down and not get in trouble, and instead you're bringing your boss coffee 5x a day and being forced to write down any show ideas or scheduling changes he can think of. What even is your life anymore. Made even worse by the fact that when you get something wrong Null scolds you harshly, and he looks really hot when he does that.
Thank you so much for the "fake" wedding ideas because I can't stop thinking about it. They are soooo good, I'm eating them whole! With them hiding a whole wedding, I can see them hiding a bunch of little stuff away from you up until that point.
Sorry, if this isn't the right blog for this, but I can imagine you stumbling upon some of their kinks while just doing typical stuff. Especially if they're still trying to be "professional." Tenna asks you to stop calling him "sir" and he plays it off like he just wants to be friendlier but it's really because he is going to drag you back to his house if you don't stop. Null hears you whimper in pain because you got a paper cut and has to leave the room.
Also, I think it would be super obvious that something happened with them, just not what that something is. Are they angry? Upset? You just told them that they did a good job, and they ran away! What happened? Alternatively, you know exactly what is happening and shenanigans ensue lmao
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I love whatever this kink is. The accidental arousal? The (horny) pining in the background? Perverting normal words and gestures to scrape up any kind of affection they can from you? Perfection.
Tenna is soooo easy to rile up like this. He's already looking at you and paying attention anyway. All it takes is a satisfied groan when you sink into a chair, stretching to let him steal a look at your shirt riding up, an admiring comment; he's putty in your hands. He feels so bad for it too, like a dirty old man, creeping after someone far out of his league. His antennae always swivel to you and capture your voice, your smell, your laugh. Tenna plays them back when you're not there.
And that's just when you're not trying to give him material! Every conversation, every touch goes right to his circuits and he's horrible at hiding it. He blushes and squirms under your smile, always letting hugs or handshakes linger, stumbling over his feet to get to you when you call him over. You're his favourite employee, and it's so painfully obvious.
Which makes it even weirder when Tenna pushes you away, out of nowhere. There's none of his usual blow ups or dramatics, he just slinks away from your presence whenever possible. If you want a conversation with Tenna about anything, even if it's work related, suddenly you have to corner him. You and everyone else assume that you've done something, pissed him off so much he doesn't even want to talk to you long enough to fire you. His tight posture and cagey responses, the way he stumbles when you're mentioned in conversation.
What no one knows is how Tenna actually feels about you. He runs and locks himself in his dressing room/office like the coward he is, unable to look you in the eye anymore. Somewhere between the office parties and "Mr. Tenna" rolling so easily off your tongue he's started to lose control of himself. He stares at your hands and your lips and he aches, obsesses over the difference in size between you when he rests a hand on your shoulder or back. He can't hug you anymore for fear his pants will betray him. Tenna sinks further into his chair as he palms himself and replays memory after memory.
The shame no longer stops his shaking hands from undoing his belt, or from whimpering your name when he finishes. He always lights a cigarette after cleaning up, reclining back in the chair and dimming his screen. As his circuits cool he imagines you still, your head on his chest as you lie on top of him. Your skin bare and warm against him, almost like a hug. Sometimes he even hears you passing by, talking. He knows your footsteps too, but he basks in your voice when he can get it. So close and yet so far from the real thing.
Null is... prickly. You're so annoyingly perfect for him, and you're always showing it off like you don't know it. It pisses him off how efficient you are, how easily you slotted into the spot he needed you to fill, how perfectly content you are about the whole thing. You call him sir and trot after him wherever he goes, unless he sends you away. And you go when he says too, with a quick "yes sir", never protesting. Every time he hears your footsteps behind him he has to resist the urge to spin around and tackle you to the floor. He wonders if you'd still call him sir then, in your sweet, scared voice. Would you fight him off? Or would you follow his orders to stay still like you follow all the rest?
Null almost wants you to resist. He wants to see you crack, feel your first struggle right against him as you try to fight him off. How much feistiness are you hiding? How long will you fight until you realise he's too strong for you?
Null tenna making you cock warm him but continues to press and tease the obvious bulge in your stomach, essentially using you as a stress toy
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Oh gosh anon this is making me act up 👁️👁️ it feels amazing for him I bet, your sweet hole squeezing so tight it hurts, his claws poking and pressing your skin, practically jerking himself off through your stomach. Null loves that it hurts you too, his cock jumps every time you groan or squirm to try and get comfortable. He knows he's too much, but you take him so well. Whimpering and sniffling, fighting against your instincts to tense up; always so polite while he digs his fingers into your stomach and rubs slow, agonising circles over the bulge showing through your skin.
Null is so fine cause he is so fucking cocky don't get me wrong but, what if pathetic??? Pathetically begging for release?????? Sobbing about how he needs you to be his partner??????????? Guys I can't be the only one who see the vision
-Peach Anon
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Ouuugghuh big strong powerful man debasing himself... You're onto something.... It would only happen in the most dire of circumstances and he would never mention it again afterwards, but if you're lucky and he has a spell of horrifically bad things happen to him, you might see it. It needs to verge on "about to be unplugged" levels of bad though. But like.... yummy.... Who wouldn't want to see him break down... Slowly getting smaller too, or going on his knees, no longer towering over you. Getting all quiet and hunched up as he begs at first and then /exploding/ forward and grabbing you, physically preventing you from leaving.
Sex wise... okay he's still technically Tenna so there's no fucking way he's 100% domtop, but I think he's a lot more difficult to top. Tenna will just go with it but you'd basically have to tie Null down to get him to sit still. And he's going to make you pay for it for a long time. But oh my god.... hearing that first, tiny, shameful please as he admits defeat.... Descending into shameless begging when you insist on being mean to him like he is to you... I don't think Null can take as much as he likes to dish out. He'll cry for you to stop teasing him, but it'll soon turn into mindless babbling because once he starts talking he just can't stop, and that's exactly when he could slip that he wants you to be fully, properly his.
Briefly, thinking about it (again lol), would Null do the "fake" wedding trick?
I can't really imagine him being so set or worked up on the idea, like imaginning his dream wedding. Rethinking it, I don't think he'd include the studio that much. Like, if he wanted to have some sort of celebration, he could tie you down, get an officiant, hold you at gun point to sign the certificate, something like that.
Less violent, he does go through the "fake" wedding scenario, with much less people ("It's a shooting for a secret wedding"). For the honeymoon, he gives you the tiring task of accompanying him on a 2 week business trip.
I kinda answered my own question, but this idea does sound hot.
Okay so under a cut cause this got long but *rubs hands together*
The first idea is so unreasonably hot. He's all business, and even if you had been dating for a long time this would still be scary. Null loves the studio, but he isn't as attached to it as Tenna. He brings you to a car you've never seen before and drives with you in the back, unable to see out the tinted windows. He ignores all your questions except to tell you to shut up, this is for your own good.
He pulls you out next to a dingy government building in a part of the city you've never been to. There's nobody else around, but Null pushes you inside before you can double check. All the papers are already filled out, you just have to sign. There are two shadowguys on either side of you, serving as witnesses. There's only one man behind the counter, an employee who looks clammy and treats you with utmost respect.
If you sign, whether willingly or out of fear, nothing else really happens. Null snatches up the certificate and leaves everything else in the hands of the worker, then pulls you back out to the car. He makes small talk in the car now, but doesn't talk at all about what just happened. After Null parks back in the studio he leads you inside, but pauses halfway across the lot. He pulls your much smaller hand into his and slips a gold band onto your finger, perfectly tailored. Then plants a searing kiss right onto your mouth, grabs your ass, and storms off without a word. He ignores you the rest of the day but your new wedding band thrums on your finger, almost sparking every time you look at it.
If you protest or resist though... that's when the gun comes out. The shadowguys grimace but don't move to help as Null gets closer and closer, towering over you with a small hand pistol dangling from his fingers. Small by his standards, of course. He's almost casual about it, never quite pointing it at you as he suggests you reconsider, for your own good. The man behind the counter looks like he's just realised he's out of his depth. Better sign the papers...
Small bonus thought of mine: how about Null hypnotising you into signing? Or planting the suggestion in your mind for months, until one day he slips it into casual conversation and you agree. If you're difficult he can just have you under until it's all over. You look so sweet, laughing in his lap, your free hand intertwined with his as you sign your life away to him with a dopey smile.
The secret shotgun wedding is really good too! It's all filmed on location, at sunset on a gorgeous beach, with only the bare minimum amount of people there. Both you and Null are dressed perfectly for your roles, all dolled up, a little dishevelled. He digs his claw into your waist as you sign the "fake" wedding papers with your own name. Strict orders from him, so you wouldn't "hesitate and ruin the shot."
The camera gets it all, especially the part where your character proclaims that now you and him are joined forever. And then Null pulls you into his arms and dumps you into the copilot's seat of some fancy convertible, and he jumps in right after. The last of the footage he receives only a few days later shows you both waving to the camera, driving off into the sunset. The perfect take.
As for the "honeymoon"... yeah you're right, it's just a business trip. Null will probably force a booking error so you have to share a room, or something equally slimy. He purposefully booked the flight right after the wedding shoot, so you barely have time to drive by the hotel and grab your bags before the flight.
It's all just horribly stressful, and through all of that you have to shadow Null and serve as his secretary, manager, plus-one, and more. You think he's just being callous, but in reality Null just likes seeing you scamper after him looking miserable. He keeps you by his side at all times, bullying you into restaurants for lunch and corporate parties for dinner. What's worse, none of this is actually business. He's just hopping around his acquaintances' houses to show you off, and to watch you squirm in the unfamiliar environment.
I'm kinda sad to realize that Null probably would never try to play house-husband for reader to get them to stay after they spend the night together (by some miracle). The least they'd get is catching him making his coffee without a shirt 😔
Or... and I'm being delulu here... he'd offer to make dinner, put the apron on, but he'd probably spike the food with something (also, he'd be like Gordon Ramsay in the kitchen lol)
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Got sad at first then the mental image of shirtless Null drinking coffee hit and now I'm Very happy. Imagine you wander in wearing his shirt too.
The spiking food thing is so real to me. Maybe a bit underhanded but hey, there's no depth he won't sink to as long as he can drag you down too. He proposes (orders) your dinner date be at his house this week, not a restaurant. He cooks surprisingly good food (after lots of practice, I don't believe this man feeds himself). He watches you eat in creepy silence. And you don't remember anything else before waking up in his bed.
Ok but imagine null!Tenna liking that you’re a nobody who sends him horny letters. He can take you home and keep you there and there’s no one who will notice except for maybe your coworkers who might just think you quit. He’ll keep all those letters you sent and do every position you’ve mentioned in them and there’s nothing you can do to stop him because you’re his and only his
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Isn't that the dream tho. He finally picks you out of the audience (you're the only one who actually looks happy to be here) and rails you in his office, right after the show. And you're so goddamn happy that you don't even question it when he leads you out of the studio, one hand on your back, his shirt hanging awkwardly off your shoulders because he tore your previous outfit. Null loads you into his car and takes you home... and that's the last anyone ever hears of you.
You can sit pretty in his penthouse and watch all his shows and look pretty for him when he comes home. And of course you can still send him letters, though Null prefers hearing the words from your own mouth now that he can. (He'll definitely make you read each of your letters out loud to him as foreplay. Multiple times.) All you have to worry about is keeping yourself indoors and watching him on the TV. It's dangerous to go outside after all, and Null wouldn't want you to get hurt.
