Synopsis: Texts with Mac… about Roni! (Post-realization)
(A/N: Apologies in advance for the fact that not all the mice in the pictures included are grey and skin tone is visible, I liked the expressions of the mice in the pictures I selected but ik showing hands/skin tone takes people out of the immersion T-T)
heyy!! just wanted to preface by saying i absolutely adore your mac fics, the writing is amazing and omfg i love it SOO much
im really curious about your mac hcs, whether its sfw, nsfw or random asf
i am extremely late to this ask (and the many other ones) but i feel like i should start by answering these to help me continue being active. so sorry for the late response and i hope you’re still apart of the mac nation ♥️ (once you’re in, u can never leave)
thank you so much! i feel a bit silly rereading them now but i’m so grateful that it brought a lot of people together and allowed me to fully branch out to the fanfic writing side of a fandom.. hehe.
mostly all of my HCs of mac are in my intro post (right here! for those who haven’t read them yet)
but i have been thinking about some after resurfacing back to the community!!
i believe that mac would love to go shopping in thrift stores once they are realized.
mac was everything, mac held new and vintage items in their catalog and because of your pinterest boards of clothing that had caught your interest, they found a liking for fun shirts.
fun shirts? you know exactly what i’m referring to.
gag shirts that were donated to the local thrift store.
you need a shirt with a very outdated meme? oh how about a shirt with a cat holding a popsicle celebrating the forth of july? ohhh no, what about an extremely long paragraph about fishing on the back?
mac would 100% wear those choking hazard shirts around the house.
at least you have a lifetime supply of these hilarious shirts from your very whimsical partner.
honestly, not much of a music person.
mac is many things but music doesn’t really seem to be one of them. they love listening to audio books, documentaries, you, and other audios that have someone speaking rather than singing.
but if they were to listen to a genre… r&b 100%. specifically older songs.
they adore you. love you. cherish you. and whenever you’re gone, they tend to miss you a lot. and to express that love, they wind down and listen to music that explains exactly what they adore about you and what they would love to do with you.
mac loves those alien guys.
especially the plushies of them. the neon green fur and their pitch dark eyes just feel like they reminisce mac’s personality.
they carry a lot of random items in their back along with very necessary stuff for everyday needs.
mostly things of yours — a headband, a hair tie, a hair clip, your earbuds, maybe a small plush that resembles Roni. The small things to remind them that you’re always around even when you’re not here physically.
but they definitely carry a portable fan.
they run extremely hot and always have to cool down.
another reason why they’re mostly attracted to more cold food and drinks.
they would 100% have a phone that also works as a wallet. the soft plap of the cover closing the phone satisfies them.
probably known, but they’re an incredibly great artist. they don’t draw as much compared to their research endeavors but when they draw/paint, it is out of the world.
sends you cute emoticons whenever you’re away from your desk.
they have a great jacket collection.
more leather jackets than anything, but the diversity is there.
wears hella jewelry, especially rings, but they have to neatly place them on the desk when they have to work on projects. the feel of them on their moving fingers tend to bother them a lot when typing.
i might come back and reedit most of this. but ohhh my gosh, i miss mac so so much. i was looking at some fanart and their official art.. they’re so cute when they pout: ☹️.
Synopsis: Something suggestive based on the body pillow art
(Author’s Note: I want that pillow, but can't have it T-T)
Word Count: 787
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Moments spent like this with your partner were always the best. Their arms wrapped around you, your head resting on their shoulder as the two of you lay in bed watching whatever plays on their floating screen. One of their hands would rest over yours, only occasionally moved to bring up their hovering keyboard to type something.
The soft and steady sounds of their internal fans whirling inside them calmed you. The delightful noises of your amusement at whatever was playing would spike their CPU ever so slightly every time. Mac found your commentary entertaining and you found their facts interesting.
“For how many things this actor is in I’m surprised he’s… not that good”.
“According to an interview from 3 years ago he admitted to accepting whatever role came to him, quote, ‘no questions asked as long as the money was good’, unquote.”
“Ahh that makes sense. With all that money you’d think he’d pay for better acting lessons, Roni could replace him in this scene and I bet there would be more emotion shown”.
Mac snickered, “You’re not alone in thinking that. Last year he was voted #5 in The Valdivian Times ‘Worst Recurring Actors’ list with 40,000 votes”. You let out a ‘ha’ in hearing that.
Both of you stayed snuggled up until it became dark out, the only light source being your partner’s glowing clothes and their screens. “That outfit looks amazing”, you commented.
“It sure does”, Mac’s thumb runs over the back of your hand, “though my mind can’t help but visualize how much better you would look in it, my source code”.
You look up at them. “Oh yeah? You think I could pull it off?”.
“More than pull it off”. Their eyes meet yours, index finger grazes your knuckles, “although I would not mind assisting you in taking it off either”.
“Is that so?” You shift, bringing your faces closer together, looking into their eyes there is no hesitation in their statement. Like always Mac’s words are sincere and the quick glance down to your lips tells you all you need to know about where this is going.
“If you’d permit me, absolutely”. Wordlessly, you both lean in to kiss, their hand moves up from yours, brushing past your arm to cup your cheek.
You turn your body sideways, Mac does the same. Utilizing your own hand you play with the collar of their jacket, feeling the fabric between your fingers. Their body leans closer, the kiss deepens, your hand goes to play with the keys of the jacket, the lower you go the faster you hear their fans become. A hand is placed on your hip, causing your hips to buck but they weren’t close enough to grind into anything. Sensing this they pull you right up against them and lift your leg to wrap around them.
Getting to feel them grind into you sends a shiver down your spine and you begin to moan into the kiss. They hum in response, breathing turns heavy, and the grip on your hips grows tighter. Losing yourselves in the passion, Mac suddenly breaks from the kiss, jolting as a buzz is sent through their system. Screens pop up with the message ‘Warning: CPU is at risk of overheating’.
Your partner lets out a disgruntled sound, clearly annoyed at being interrupted, and by their own system no less. Flustered, they apologize: “I’m sorry, love, I’ll need a few minutes to at least slightly cool down”.
“It’s okay, would this help?”, your hand slides inside one of the sleeves of their jacket, pushing it off their shoulder.
“It certainly would”. Happy the moment wasn’t ruined, they allow you to remove it.
Setting it aside your fingers curl under the hem of their shirt, “this should go too”.
“Of course”.
Lifting the shirt up a bit reveals their soft stomach, biting your lip you lean closer to their stomach and before kissing look back up at them for silent permission. They nod without saying a word, the anticipation of feeling your lips on them renders them speechless.
You feel the plush skin under your hand first before starting with light pecks near their belly button. A soft moan escapes them, their hand holds their shirt up for you. The kisses are wet as you softly lick and suck at the skin, not enough to leave a mark, not yet at least. Slowly the shirt is taken off the higher your kisses go. “Who’s undressing who now?”, you tease.
“Hah-ahh, th-the reversal of roles is not l-lost on me”, they breathlessly let out, trying to recompose themself. “Once my system has cooled down I will do the same to you, that’s a promise.”
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That’s all I got (ᵕ—ᴗ—) been a while since I wrote something, I feel so rusty
thank you so much for including the stomach kissing. i’ve been itching to write that but my drafts are SO messy rn. god, their skin is genuinely so soft it blows my mind. the artist did amazing for the pillows and U ATE!!
Takes place years down the line, you and Mac have kids, they are very into making sure the school is set to their standards, like helping to make sure there’s enough budgeting in whatever thing their kids do. Anyway being so involved makes them popular, maybe a little too popular as some other parents flirt with them 👀 maybe have the reader be jealous idk idk
I just want jealous reader 🤭
Chat, I know I apologize about my tardiness when dealing with requests but THIS is my biggest apology. I received this ask on Sept 2nd 😭, anon, I’m not even sure if you’re still here but I am so sorry, I loved your prompt and even made a post about it while drafting this request
I would recommend y’all to read the post here for some context but basically the children will be addressed as A and B (yall can insert actual names), reader is addressed as ‘Baba’ and Mac as ‘Ren’, sonic title per usual
You’re Comparing Yourself to Me?
Word Count: 2.5k
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It’s crazy thinking back on it, how a random package containing a pair of glasses landing on your front porch changed your entire life. Those glasses reignited the spark in your existence, brought you lifelong friends, and, most importantly, allowed you to meet your soulmate. Since then you have married said soulmate, moved out and into a home better built for their limited mobility, and filled that home with 2 beautiful children. Years have gone by and while challenges have certainly been there, you and your family have prevailed…
“So this one should be no different!”, you argue to yourself. “This ‘minor issue’ is honestly nothing, why am I even labeling it if it’s nothing?”. Hands tighten on the steering wheel, you have just dropped off your kids at school and are heading back home. “Ugh, I have to calm myself, tonight will be fine, everything will be fiiinnnneeee”.
How did this even start?
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Mac and you had a specific schedule now that you two had children, luckily, your kids went to the same school so it made it slightly easier. In the mornings, Mac had to leave early for work so you dropped off the children at school and then went to work; Mac leaving early meant they got out earlier so they picked up the children and spent the afternoon with them until you returned. As parents, you both already had a heavy hand in your children’s academic life and specifically chose the school best suited for their educational growth, it’s just that this routine allowed Mac to take the kids to all their extracurriculars; in turn they also became heavily involved in running the programs too.
They were not necessarily part of the PTA, though they did lend a hand often enough they could be considered a member. The older (7-years-old), A, was on the school’s baseball team, the younger one (5-years-old), B, was in the art club and wanted to be part of any school play even if it was being performed by students outside of their grade level. Suffice it to say, Mac worked hard to find proper funding and resources for the team’s equipment/uniform, art club supplies, and the entire theater department.
Of course this level of involvement would eventually have them reach some kind of notoriety among the community and throughout both of your kids' upbringing, there were moments when parents and even teachers expressed a deeper interest in them. Mac always made sure your kids had the best, they exuded pride, passion, and a positive attitude in everything they did for them, not to mention they were incredibly attractive. These were all traits you loved about them, however you found other people would agree as well.
Nothing ever happened, most people would find out they’re taken and move on so whilst you felt somewhat territorial at times those feelings would leave as soon as they arrived. The only notable instance was when your firstborn was still in daycare and a random father decided to try and worm their way into Mac’s heart, he barely got anywhere before they swiftly took care of it.
This current event was different.
The first hint was probably when you were dropping off your children one morning and you saw a group of parents huddling together and whispering while sneaking glances at you. The next hint was when, the following week, one of the parents approached you:
“Hello! Are you A’s and B’s parent?”.
“Yes, and you are?”, part of you was excited to be addressed to by another parent.
“I’m Kyle’s parent, our kids are on the baseball team,” the stranger hesitates before asking, “please don’t take offense but are you and Mac together?”.
That caught you off guard, “it’s okay, and yes, is there any particular reason you ask?”.
“I do apologize for my boldness, it’s just I’ve never seen you two together. Some of us parents were wondering what the situation was”.
These must be those overly nosey parent cliques, you guess, part of you annoyed they tried to make gossip out of your family. In the nicest, most professional way possible, you explained your family’s schedule and went to work.
The final hint was when, one month later, you hear the same group talk about how ‘Eve and Mac worked really well together in getting a new stage rebuilt for the theater department’; so well in fact they joked the two were ‘work spouses’. That comment had you tighten a grip on the car keys. Still, you dropped off the kids as usual and tried to act like you didn’t hear them. Eve was the head of the PTA, Mac spoke of how often they collaborated to improve things around the school, other than that, there wasn’t anything else Mac said about her.
One day, you got off work early and were able to go to one of the A’s games, the matches usually occur right after school so you’re never able to catch them. Opting to make it a surprise, you go to the field and find Mac with B at the bleachers, next to them was Eve. You tried to calm the worry inside you. Did she always sit with my family? No, you’re here to support A, forget about it.
B sees you first, “Baba!”. Then Mac, “Beloved, you’re here!”. Eve makes no acknowledgment. You pick B up and set them on your lap to sit next to Mac.
“I was able to leave early, how’s A doing?”.
Before Mac could explain B chips in to fill you in on the game. Though you’re happy to listen, from the corner of your eye you see Eve occasionally make comments to Mac. You felt jealousy rising, it was a good thing B’s cute nature and seeing A do their best soothed you.
After the game a father you recognize as being part of that morning parent clique approached you, Mac and Eve were talking, and your kids were entertaining one another. “Hey, you’re Mac’s spouse, right?”.
“Yes, can I help you?”, you were ready to end the conversation, not wanting to be the subject of the group’s gossip.
“I just wanted to warn you really quickly, about Evelyn— I mean ‘Eve’,” he picks his next words carefully. “See, she has this history of trying to get with people who already have partners. 2 years ago she slept with someone’s wife and last year she tried to get with me even though I am happily married. I don’t mean to spread gossip or even imply something that might not even be happening but she is spending a lot of time around your spouse and I just wanted to let you know in case you weren’t aware”. He stands there, carefully exploring your face for a reaction.
Taking it all in, the floodgates of jealousy and possessiveness opened, you tried to keep a blank face. You thank the man for his concern and walk away towards Mac and Eve to get a feel for the situation yourself.
You move to be at Mac’s side, Eve speaks before they do, “Mac who’s your friend?”.
Mac raises an eyebrow at her, “Uh, my spouse? The other parent to my children, I speak of them often, Eve do you not remember?”. That makes you happy.
“Oh, I guess I’ve never seen them”.
You looked confused, “I drop my kids off everyday in the morning. I see you there talking to different teachers”. Eve just shrugs off your statement, that pisses you off. “Anyhow, what are you doing at the game Eve? I wasn’t aware your kids play”.
“They don’t, I’m just here to make sure the budget is being properly spent”, there are catty undertones in her answer.
“And you do this for every game?”.
“Yeah, you never know what may change. Plus me and Mac work great together, we're like a power couple making sure everything in the school runs smoothly. Sorry, poor choice of words, no disrespect to you of course”. There was major disrespect to you and you know it.
Mac chimes in. “I’ve been communicating to her that my presence is sufficient for budget record keeping, however she makes a good argument that multiple observers would be optimal”.
Eve smiles proudly at herself, “Yes, though Mac here is basically a computer or robot, can’t say they miss any small details”. Mac nods in acknowledgment to her compliment.
You perked up at that, seeing an opportunity. “That’s great!”. You turn to Mac, reaching a hand out to push some of their messy black locks behind their ear, “what a good computer~”. It’s an inside joke between you two, from their pre-realized time.
A small red blush hits Mac’s face and extends to their ears. They giggle, taking your hand from their head and into their own, “my love, not here”, they mumble. Mac understands your callback and even though it’s been years since they were a computer, they still enjoy being praised for being an efficient one.
You smugly grin at the reaction you get from them, proud to show off to Eve how in sync you two are. Her face tenses a bit and she stares off to the side looking annoyed. A few more words are exchanged, then she excuses herself and leaves. Ha, I put her in her place, gloating to yourself, she should back off what's mine— oh my god I sound insane, control yourself, you are fighting for a prize that’s already yours!
It would be expected Eve would stop trying to get so close to Mac, right? Well the morning group of parents informed you she definitely did not, your informants claim she actually amped up her tactics. What else was to be expected from someone of her caliber.
Honestly, you're sure Mac hasn’t even noticed her obvious flirting. For all the attention they get Mac was more aware of people hitting on them the first few years of being human, now they are less aware, taking everyone’s words as friendly. They say it’s because you and the family you created together are all that occupy their mind hence why they don’t register if others show romantic interest in them. You find it sweet yet frustrating when they find themself in a situation as tense as this one.
B’s play was coming up, Mac volunteered to be in the tech room, operating the lighting, microphones, and other sound effects. Cool, you were happy the two were able to bond over this UNTIL you heard Eve volunteered to be a co-operator. The play was small since it was for 5-year-olds so a second person was not needed, Eve insisted, you knew why.
What irked you the most was that she did not attend any rehearsal and planned to ‘wing it’ the day of the performance. Being an inconvenience to your spouse and possibly ruining your child’s play? This woman was getting on your last nerve. Not to mention she would be alone with Mac in a dark room for 2 hours.
Should I do something?
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And that's how you found yourself tapping your foot out of nerves during the night of the school play. B will do amazing, you rehearsed with them everyday the past month, that’s not what is eating at you. A front is put up for your other child, A, who sits next to you in the theater. Except as the lights dim and the curtain opens your paranoid mind starts to fill with all sorts of possibilities of what is going on in the control room. Small mistakes were occurring, lights did not follow the children properly, sound effects were slightly delayed, and at some point it would take a second for someone’s mic to turn on so the child had to repeat their line.
During the intermission you decided to go check on Mac, telling A that ‘Baba has to go check on Ren’ you leave them in their seat. A fist hovered over the door, hesitant to knock, you end up overhearing the conversation going on inside the tech room.
“Please focus, we have 15 minutes before intermission ends and you still don’t know how to work the control booth properly”, Mac sounds akin to trying to be polite in spite of being frustrated.
“We have a few minutes here, by ourselves, I’ve been itching for this moment”, Eve pesters.
“What are you referring to?”.
“C’mon don’t act like you don’t notice how I look at you, constantly wanting to be around you, maybe you look at me too when I’m not looking?”.
“I can assure you I do not”, they tensely declare. “You are aware I have a spouse and children, why on earth would you be on my radar?”.
“I’m not looking for something serious, Mac” Eve coos. “Maybe some small fun, I can be quick right now if you want”.
Mac groans, “I’ve heard enough, leave the tech room. I will not associate myself with one who wishes to break apart my family”.
“Are you serious?”.
“I am, you are also terrible tech support, goodbye”. Eve bursts out of the room declaring she will personally ensure Mac is no longer involved in any school activities, you hide until she is out of view. Then, you open the door to enter, Mac’s back faces you, they are busy going over the script. “I thought I told you to leave”, turning around they realize it’s you, “oh my love, apologies I thought it was—”.
“Eve”.
They nod, “did you hear the commotion just now?”.
“I did and I’ve noticed the eyes she was giving you since I met her”.
“That makes one of us —sigh— it was probably obvious from the get go”, Mac puts the script down, “no doubt that’s why you’re here right now, my smart and observant spouse did not want to leave me alone with an adulterer”.
You let out a tired laugh, “a well known one at that, I was warned by other parents”.
“And I was not thought to be warned too? I’m hurt”.
Walking over you run a hand through their hair and kiss their forehead, “I’m sorry, I was hoping I was simply paranoid. I did not want to come across as some overly jealous lover ready to start problems with whoever gets close to my attractive spouse”.
“You should, that side of you is always amazing to see”, Mac teases.
“Hey watch it now, don’t get me worked up, you still have another half of a play to do. We can talk later”.
“Perfect, I’ll have you all to myself then~”. Mac holds your hand and brings it up to kiss it.
“Stooooop”, you giggle a bit embarrassed, “Okay seriously I should go”.
“Aw alright”, they turn back to their professional self, “ask the parents that warned you if they can testify against Eve’s concerning behaviors”.
“Of course. We have to report her, that woman should not be the head of the PTA. See you after the show, my love!”. Closing the door you walk back to your seat with a giant smile plastered on your face. You never doubted Mac’s loyalty and this situation goes to show no matter how much time passes, they truly only have diodes for you.
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Sorry if any readers are an Eve or Evelyn 😣
My friend read this and asked where Roni is…. I forgot to add Roni (I’M SORRY) but i swear Roni is here, that mouse is immortal and will never die
i have a feeling you might have alr gotten nsfw req but maybe this is smthn that could be added to one ? if u want idk… just the thought of Mac touching their face lots during intimate moments— but then again i think they would be inclined to direct their hands to you also ? much to consider…
hii!! mac moving and waving their hands often is so nice to see. especially the face touching! don’t think i’ve seen a character touch their face as much as them in a while now.
love this hc of their unwavering dedication to have their hands touch SOMETHING!
headcanons of mac (part 4!)
—from date everything—
this will be suggestive! so please be aware!
also loosely based on their humanoid body from the polaroids! so sorry, i will try and write sexual content with things such as ‘wire play’ and other forms of pleasing them through objects!
how intercourse and what their sex (afab/amab/intersex) is up to the reader!
— as you both focus on foreplay, you can tell off the bat that Mac isn’t only handsy to themselves but also to you.
— they can’t help but grab hold of you. grasping your shoulders, pulling on the fabric of your clothes, or roaming over your bare skin, they cannot help but do whatever they can to get ahold of you.
— it’s almost comforting to them. as they tease and flirt with you on a regular basis, they can feel their body grow warmer on their hands, tracking themselves to not overwhelm themselves.
— but with you? they want to feel the heat of your skin, the sweat that rolls off your back, the way your muscles move with every little adjustment. god, they want every piece of you to themselves.
— feeling your muscles or the curves of your body sends them to the moon. you are perfect. you are everything to them. they had admired you for so, so long, why would they not explore every inch of you?
— as you begin to pamper their jawline and neck with kisses, you can feel them grab the ends of your shirt. desperately trying to get rid of it. you give them what they want—hurriedly removing the useless piece of clothing before diving back into them.
— they’re not aggressive with you. you start to give them love bites on their neck and they only grab your bare shoulders with gentle force. they don’t dig their nails into you, they wouldn’t dare break skin. they never want to damage your perfect body (not unless you give them permission).
— they’re so touch starved, they really are.
— as you two dive deeper, you begin to thrust into them/or you thrust yourself on top them. leaning over them as you grab firmly onto their hips and legs, supporting them/yourself emotionally and physically.
— you kiss them. you spoil every inch of their face with soft, sweet kisses.
— as you lean back, you’re too out of range for them to hold onto you. Mac soon began to hold their own face, trying to control the heat of their body and keep their head upright to watch you. One minute it’s both hands, the next it’s only one and the other was reaching to you.
— you can’t lie to yourself and say you weren’t running on animal instincts at this point. you loved seeing them like this. you quickly lean back over to kiss them but as the curve of their hand gently cups the side of your face, you’re brought back to reality.
— this also applies when you are beneath them. a better view for the both of you in all honesty. they love to coo you as their hands touch your burning skin, it was such a dangerous combination. but you loved it, you love being pampered and complimented by them.
— they love to press the palm of their hands against your stomach when they are on top of you. trailing your v-line/abdomen with the tip of their heated fingers.
— brought back to this heaven. this intimate moment you were sharing together. you turn your head slightly, kissing the palm of their hand as a sweet reminder of your love.
— they love to cup your face. they love forcing you to look at them while you continue to pleasure them and yourself. you feel embarrassed yet so hot feeling their eyes roam all over you. 
— hand holding is a heavy must during these lewd activities. they tend to squeeze your hand as they feel themselves reach their climax. possibly yank them more to their body to feel more of you, forcing you to feel their heartbeat.
— it’s such a warm and effective thing to do. it’s a constant reminder that you both are deeply connected to one another.
— you love squeezing their hand too. it was a quick way to ask if they were enjoying what you were doing to them.
— while you use your hands to hold their hips in place for when you give them any sort of relief, you notice they also tend to grab onto your wrists/forearms.
— likely to support themselves and steady their core as they try not to move so much.
— after these intense moments, Mac holding your head with their hands never felt the same again.
— Of course, you feel the gentleness of their care but you can’t help but have flashing memories of the actions you do two behind closed doors.
whew!! hopefully i did you justice with this request, anon!
this makes me yearn to hold their hand now ☹️💔 mac come back home…
i’m like tweaking out!!!!!! who knew i just needed to see mac posted up sexy style for me to finally get the courage and confidence to write again!! HOW ARE YOU!! HOWS EVERYONE ACTUALLY???
Last post for now I SWEAR. I really just wanna acknowledge all the little details on this piece because as per usual, the devs have served us wonderfully.
Image #1: The update screen (nod to their storyline)
Image #2: boxers? (Possible nod to their comment about online purchases)
Image #3: Motherboard inside of the jacket (flip its genius...why didn't I think of that...)
Image #6: Motherboard pattern once again on the underside of their shirt
I promise I'm so normal about this computer. You gotta believe me.
rose up from my grave. mac you brought me back to mac nation.
got the notification early morning (maybe 3am) and fought for my life to try and see the image clearly—was so difficult since my eyes were basically still shut—. LORD. mac looks so fucking good.
but this morning i opened my phone up for no reason half asleep and saw the pillow body of mac. i’m in it again. i’ll get to writing bc i miss my little freak
i would like to give you all a heads up that i will be posting a… angie (from the tomodachi life US direct) related fic. LMFAOOO
listen, even i didn’t think this was gonna happen but i typed it as a joke in a tiktok comment section and people started to like it and comment so of course i HAVE to lock in and write a juicy story.
Something silly andcute,, but could you write about Mac absolutely adoring reader's naked body?? Not really in a sexual way, just,, they look so perfect
Hopefully I got the vibe you wanted right anon <3 I think this is at most sensual
Adoration
Word Count: 1k
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Eyes burning and mind growing tired Mac continues typing into the program. You had tried to get them to stop earlier to no avail. All they did was move from working in the office onto the bed. So you showered alone and are now back in the bedroom with them still clicking away. “Any chance you’ll take a break soon?”.
They don’t look up. “Negative, not unless I consider enough progress has been made during this session”.
You sigh. “I feel 5 hours is a long enough session, you should focus on something else, your eyes are becoming strained from the amount of screen time”. Grabbing the lotion bottle from your drawer you take a seat at the corner of the bed.
At this point Mac is just putting suggestions in as comments they can turn into code for later when they have a clearer mind. Sincerely they hope their ideas might fix whatever is wrong. Maybe I should cease, they contemplate, I sense my CPU waning and muscles tense from being in the same position for such an extended period of time. You have a point, rest is the obvious solution in this case, for the first time in hours Mac looks up from their screen and towards you, oh wow.
At the edge of the bed they notice you applying moisturizer, a towel hung loosely around your body, you place a bit on your hands and carefully put it on your face. They are absolutely captivated by the scene, by you. “Upon further reflection, you are absolutely right, my love.” They close the laptop, placing it to the side, and move to where you are. “However if I am to stop I would still prefer to be doing something with my hands”, Mac rests their head on your shoulder, “and I reason you could aid me in this”.
“What did you have in mind?”, you ask cautiously.
“I have no naughty intentions, if that’s what you were thinking, I simply wish to apply moisturizer on you. I assist you, you assist me.”
Thinking for a moment you make a mental note for the future of this being the only way to disconnect your partner from their work; giving them the lotion you agree. “Okay”.
Lotion in hand they adjust themself and you. “Come closer, please”. With your back to them they place a dollop on their palm then rub their hands together. You can’t deny you felt slight goosebumps creep upon your skin, unable to see them you felt anxious at when their touch would be felt. Mac starts at your neck, the face was already done so it made sense to move down, their touch is light like a ghost, not wanting too much force on your neck. From the front to back hands lower to the shoulders, they begin to massage and you let out a content sigh; staying here for a few minutes Mac wishes to thoroughly apply the cream and give a relaxing experience.
One kiss is placed at each shoulder and Mac gets more lotion to begin spreading on your right arm. The massage goes on, it is gentle, not enough to stress the muscles but enough to loosen them; the kisses keep going as they trail down your arm. Continuing the pattern they do the same to the left arm, your eyelids blink rapidly, you didn’t realize how relaxed you would become.
“Beloved”, Mac softly says, “if I am to keep going I suggest you remove the towel at this point. It may block my path, plus it’s a shame to have any part of your lovely body concealed”.
It was a request yet you jump into action as if it was a command. Their dexterous hands turn to your back and deep breaths escape you with their thumbs rubbing circles into your skin. Mac kisses a shoulder blade then lowers to the mid arch of your back, “you feel so nice”, they whisper. They move around to face you, “if you don’t mind, I think I can be of better service if you lay on your back”.
“No problem”. The urge to sleep hits you the second you make contact with the mattress. Though that in no way distracts you from how much you want Mac to keep up their touches.
More cream is applied, they take their time going from the chest down to the stomach, fingers stay to adorn certain areas. Any mole, scar, or other marking does not go unnoticed, it is all tenderly traced and kissed. Thumbs circle into your hips as their lips trail from one side to the other. “Mhhmm the scent of this moisturizer really compliments you”. Hips are slightly lifted up so they could also reach around to apply it on your butt as well, Mac might’ve stayed a little longer than necessary.
The last stop was the legs, as confident as ever your partner massages up and down both your thighs while kissing them. “I like seeing how the skin molds to my touch, hopefully it does not feel rough, I do all of this with the utmost adoration for your naked form”. Finishing off with the calves you swore you were about to pass out from how at ease you were, focusing on Mac is what kept you from dozing off. “There you go, all properly moisturized”, their hands do one last caress of your physique before closing the lid and laying next to you.
“Y’know, I really do love you, my source code. I believe you truly are breath taking”, leaning in a warm smooch is placed on your forehead.
Humming into the sweet sensation you reach out to hold their face, bringing them in for a proper kiss. “You’re so sweet, Mac, I love you too”, there’s a slight pause, “now I just wish there was a better way to stop your workaholic tendencies that doesn’t end with me being this cold”.
“Oh right”, they sheepishly let out, “you should get changed, I can aid you in that as well”.
OH MY LOOORRDDD. loved every bit of this ask. anon, thank you for this.
this is soooooooo loving and caring. felt the love straight from the screen to my heart. adore the writing and story of it all. WELL DONE OMG. can’t get over this. will be reading again and again and again .
Could you write a fic about Mac just absolutely adoring reader while they're asleep... Not watching them sleep in like a creepy way. They're just so happy and so so grateful that you're with them. Also you're really cute while you're sleeping or something like that
Idk why but I was fighting myself to not name this ‘Watching but not in a creepy way’ haha
Anyhow I went with a title based on that Bubbline song
You’ll never grow old to me
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When your movements turned light and sluggish Mac turned around to see you lose consciousness, slowly lean into them, and fully tap out. Sleeping sitting upright is not the most optimal position so they slowly and gently laid your body flat on the mattress. It was interesting noticing how you were still in the early stages of slumber, your face slightly upset, pouting at the difference in body temperature (only your bottom half was covered by the blanket). Your partner pulled the sheets over you and had to stifle a noise that threatened to come out of them when your face immediately relaxed, they thought you looked so cute.
Now alone in their thoughts, they go over today’s events.
Mac had opted to use their forearm crutches for most of the day, something they found themselves second guessing once afternoon hit and their legs began to feel exhausted and they themself fatigued. You were quick to have them consume something and relax their body for the rest of the evening. They still felt sore once night hit, after changing into sleepwear and before officially laying to rest you offered them a massage, specially for their legs.
It was gentle yet firm where they needed it to be and Mac let out content hums throughout it all. Continuous gratitude fell from their lips as well: “It feels amazing, beloved, thank you”. Eventually you moved up to their back and shoulders, eyelids became heavy, they knew soon they would drift off. Then you beat them to it. Honestly they were happy about it, they enjoyed any opportunity to take you in, a habit that rolled over from their time as a desktop computer.
Years of admiring you from afar, except not exactly, they were only inches away from you and oftentimes they could feel you. Some days this dynamic was torture, other days they settled with the notion this would be their relationship with you… forever. Oh how grateful they are for the dateviators. Now they can be with you, in the same scene, have you look at them knowing they are looking right back. They can even hold you close and experience your warmth against them but they dare not touch you in this particular instance, dare not disturb you.
“These thoughts of you, past and present, loop endlessly through my CPU. I think of the future and without a doubt I want you there”, quietly they whisper this declaration to you. It is not because they are too shy to admit it when you are conscious, no, if you’d ask them too they would say it once more and then some; going on for as long as possible, finding new ways to express it, they definitely have the vocabulary for it.
It’s just… when days like this pass and Mac finds themself awake with your sleeping form next to them, one glance at you and their mind fills with thoughts of unconditional love. There’s something poetic about how you are unaware of their presence in this moment that reminds them of you two’s previous dynamic they suppose. You would most likely have a better way to phrase it and probably have already written something similar in your fanfic about it.
Unsure of how much time had passed your significant other stays admiring you, absolutely adoring this domestic bliss they never thought could come to fruition.
Originally, Mac was not planning on touching you, less they accidentally bother your sleeping self. However when they notice your hand slowly peek out from the blanket and reach out towards their spot, it tugged at their heart and they held your hand in theirs. Finally, they rested next to you and fell asleep as well, excited for tomorrow to be another day spent with the person they love most.
