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Hello!! My name is Vry <3. I am an amateur writer!
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I love posting on here because I always got at least one person going HELL YEAH when Iâm writing about wanting to edge Conquest until he cries, whimpers and breaks. Love you guys
conquest x reader pls :3 heâs my husband :3 (no specific thing I want, just conquest)
Big spoon, little spoon.
He doesnât get it. Why do you insist on holding him?
Pairing: Conquest x gn!human!reader
Genre: fluff
Note: This is straight up just cuddling and teaching Conquest itâs fine to be the little spoon
âItâs not a dominance thing.â
You feel a bit ridiculous, dressed in your pyjamas, practically begging your burly hunk of a boyfriend to finally give in and join you in bed. All because you suggested that you hold him in your arms tonight, instead of the other way around.
Conquest shifts on his feet awkwardly, standing at the end of the bed. His shoulders are tense. Why is this such a big deal to him? âIt is a âdominance thingâ to me.â He stares back at you, hoping you might give in under his stare alone. You donât. âBeing held is actually very nice, you know? I can scratch your back, run my fingers through the little bits of hair you have leftâŚâ
You can see the corner of his mouth fighting to twitch upwards at the tease. âI donât want my back scratched.â
âYou do. I know for a fact that you will like it. Come to bed, now.â You use your authoritative voice you usually reserve for ankle-biting puppies or misbehaving cats, but it seems to have the same effect on Conquest. His shoulders sag and the fight leaves his body. Fine. But just this once.
The bed creaks under his weight and with the grace of a boulder, he tries to settle in, his front facing yours. His eyes glance up at you, silently asking if heâs allowed to exist within your space. You sigh and place a light kiss on his temples. âCâmere.â
Your arms wrap around his shoulders, your legs intertwine with his thighs as you use them as comfortable pillows. Youâll have to ask about lying your head down and napping on them one day, but right now, youâre too busy moving your fingers in soothing circles across his broad back. Muscle tenses beneath your touch before slowly relaxing. His body melts against yours.
Conquest sighs heavily, his head slowly moving to rest against your chest, his forehead pressed into the space between your collarbone and shoulder. His arms, as if finally being allowed to move, wrap around your waist and pull you more snugly against his. The warmth from his skin seeps through to you.
âSo? Itâs not that bad, right?â You mumble, smiling to yourself at the sight of him cuddling up and holding you as if he never intends to release you from his grasp ever again. His hands sneak beneath the fabric of your shirt, as his thumb copies the movement of your fingers against his back and traces small circles on your skin. âItâs good. I do like this.â
His eyes flutter shut. âSo, I am the little spoon now? As you say.â His voice vibrates against your skin, making you shiver. âMhm, thatâs right.â
âWhat is the difference between the larger and smaller fork? There are two sizes of them in your cupboard. Are they associated with cuddling as well?â âHow about we stay quiet for a little while.â
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Authorâs note. Thank you for reading!
UGH CONQUEST. I am thinking about making a cosplay of Conquest and wearing it to an upcoming con but Iâm not sure I have enough funds for it yet. Also, I WANT TO LIE ON HIM. I NEED HIM AS MY MATTRESS. Heâs so ugly and mean and violent and cruel but also heâs so lonely. I can fix that
I hoped you liked what I cooked up and it wasnât too boring to read!! This was kinda very self indulgent so if youâd like something more specific, message me!! <33
Anyways, make sure to EAT, SLEEP and DRINK enough!!
Hear me out because I think Viltrumites donât have sex for pleasure, at all, so what if they experience their first true orgasm on earth. A mind-breaking, crying, shaking orgasm.
Okay stay with me now but imagine Cecilâs shoulders being less tense, his face more relaxed and him overall being more lenient when someone fucks something up again. It gets to a point where people start worrying: Stedman stopped sighing deeply every few minutes.
People have started a betting pool on why this is the case, and Cecil, obviously, knows this, but lets it happen anyway because he has someone like you waiting on him tonight, cracking him horizontally, vertically, destroying this old man the way he wants it. It gets to a point where pretty much every surface in your apartment has been victimized for your⌠stress-relieving-activities.
Somebody sedate me because imagine through the power of plot armour and whatnot, reader gets together with a Viltrumite while also actively working in the GDA.
Cecil, somehow, has no idea and reader just awkwardly hovers nearby while he goes on a rant about what a fucking headache they are
(Leaves a suspicious trail of Invincible comic panel that lead to my inbox)
Ohhh, I hope nobody decides to give an Invincible x reader ask⌠I really hope nobody wants some Viltrumite x reader.. God, Iâm praying nobody is requesting any Thragg x reader or Conquest x reader EVERâŚ.
Guys what if Conquest likes gardening. Imagine him proudly showing off his prospering Strawberries or him beaming with pride when you use his carrots in the dinner.
HIIII im the anon from the arranged marriage request and I just read your post and AHHHHHH (fantasia voice) I LOVE IT I LOVEEE ITTTTTT!!!!!! that was so gooooooddd omg. I love how you characterized him as being reserved and kind of Weird even by viltrum standards. I love what you did with the prompt and honestly you didnât have to do both, I was 100% expecting you to write either one but you exceeded my expectations!!!!!
I was sleepy when I wrote the prompt but Iâll elaborate more here: in this au, I imagine that Viltrum is still around and the war ended far more prematurely. Thaedus hears out Nolan and lets him negotiate with Thragg. I feel like the Viltrumites would have sought out Earth and infiltrated it anyway, their planet exploding just gave them a stronger reason to do so, so later Cecil is brought into the negotiations to facilitate a âsmootherâ transition, which is where the reader and Thraggâs marriage comes in. Because heâs a huge zealot for all things Viltrum, he demands that they be married, and host their wedding on his home planet as a symbolic demonstration of his peopleâs rebirth (instead of being a tomb)
SORRY THAT WAS LONG LMAOOOOO BUT THANK U AGAIN. (p.s. pls can I be âď¸ anon i beg lmao)
OHHHHH yes yes yes I definitely see your vision!! Iâm rubbing my hands together like a fly because this totally feels like a diplomatic marriage that not Thragg nor reader enjoy but for the sake of their races/planets theyâre doing itâŚ
ouououhh reader as a human on the planet Viltrum that is lowk really deserted with barelt any Viltrumites on it so theyâre starting to understand why Thragg is acting the way he is!! Reminds me of beauty and the beast kinda
AND THANK YOU FOR YOUR KIND WORDS!!! I had a lotta fun with the prompt and just couldnât do one without the other, so I ended up doing both!! Iâm super glad you enjoyed it <33
oh my god. the way you write Thragg is absolutely amazing and sooooo delectable. PLEAAAASE write more headcanons for him. like general romantic ones or if you want a prompt, a scenario where he and the reader are arranged to be married in order for the Empire to secure a strong alliance with Earth (Thragg âselectedâ the reader and Cecil just solidified the arrangement)
thank you for all you do!!
Arranged Marriage with Thragg + General HCs.
You were arranged to marry the Grand Regent. Whatâs it like?
Pairing: Thragg x gn!GDA!reader
Genre: fluff, hints of angst
Note: THANK YOUUU!! I really hope you enjoy reading this anon and thank you for trusting me with your request!! I just love this guy idk
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(It is briefly implied that Thragg would like to expand the Empire with you)
The beginnings.
You had to suppress the urge to jump across the table and actually strangle the director of the GDA casually seated across you. Cecil Steadmanâs eyes were tired, probably already noticing how the veins slowly began to protrude out of your forehead. He sighed. âYou know itâs beneficial for the GDA too, right? That way, we can keep an even closer eye on the damn Grand Regent of the Viltrum Empire.â
You close your eyes for a brief moment and ground yourself. Cecil is right and you know it. Keeping an unstable individual, of which nobody knows if he suddenly changes his mind and decides that Earth would be better off enslaved to the Empire, happy by providing a partner makes perfect sense. But what if he actually wants to expand the Empire with you? Oh. Eugh. Please donât.
âI understand Sir, Iâm just not sure I am the right fitââ âOh please,â he sighs again as he rises from chair and leans forward to rest his arm on the table, his other hand massaging the bridge of his nose. âYouâre the only fit we have. We ran some test, and youâre one of the only ones that is able to not disintegrate into a bundle of nerves when around someone like him.â
You feel uncomfortably scrutinised under his gaze as he stares into your eyes. âThragg didnât requests any other specific traits like can cook or whatever, so youâll hopefully do fine. So, can you do it or not?â
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âBuckle up. Heâs almost there. Try not to humiliate yourself.â Cecil warns you over your earpiece. You take a deep breath.
Okay, so youâre actually doing it. After changing from your usual GDA-business attire and storing your little American-flag-pin in your nightstand, youâre dressed more casually. Maybe too casual? What would alien royalty consider too casual? Is he even technically loyalty?â
âAre you the one?â
His presence sits on your shoulder almost as heavy as Cecilâs when watching your work over your shoulder. Probably a bit more. Thankfully the GDA chose a relatively neutral meeting spotâ a small cafĂŠ in the outskirts of town. Normal enough to blend in with humans, sparsely visited in case he decides heâs unsatisfied with you. Finally, you lift your head to see him with your own eyes.
Thragg, the Grand Regent of the Viltrum Empire, dressed in a neutral hoodie and a pair of jeans. He stares down at you with nothing in his eyes. Scarily uncaring. âYes, I am.â You stand to meet him and offer your hand. Youâre not shaking, thank the gods.
His eyes flicker down to your open hand, then, he clasps his own around yours, giving it a hesitant and very stiff shake. His palms feel incredibly warm. Viltrumite biology, maybe? After releasing your hand, Thragg lowers himself on the chair across from you and crosses his arms over his chest. That, somehow, allows his chest and forearms to appear even more muscular than they already are. You have to force your eyes from the rather delicious sight and up to his eyes.
âCâmon, concentrate. This is kind of important.â Your boss scolds you.
âSo, I will be married to you, yes?â You nod and give him a small, well-trained smile. âThatâs right, I will be your human partner from now on.â
His eyes scan you openly, travelling from your face, how you keep your hair, down to your clothes and to your posture. Thragg cocks his head ever so slightly.
âAnd you are a so called GDA Agent?â
âThatâs right.â
âYour people will spy on us.â
âSecurity precautions. Iâm sure you understand.â
âI do. Will other humans join us in this marriage?â
âNo. Humans tend to be monogamous.â
âHow inefficient.â
âPardon?â
Thragg scowls, his moustache twitching. âItâs inefficient to have only one partner. It would be more sensical to have multiple in order to breed more efficiently.â
His eyes bore through you as he talks. âAdditionally, it is more pleasant to have different partners at different times, as it is refreshing. Shall I go on?â
Oh, this will not be fun. God damn you Cecil. Youâre never letting that old man assign you to anything ever again. You will hand in your two-weeks notice once this mission is done.
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General HCs.
Neutral.
Itâs hard at first. Thraggâs believes are unmoving and you cannot change his mind about anything, ever. He keeps questioning you and what you stand for, why humans are the way they are and attempted to convince you multiple times to join the Viltrum Empire. It took him almost two months to understand that your patience is not infinite and that youâre not planning on betraying your race anytime soon.
Though, you do have enough patience to actually teach Thragg how to live and act like a human; how to dress and how to adjust according to occasions, to not glare at all civilians walking past him, and that children on the playground do not smash each otherâs faces into the pavement on the regular.
Society works different than he is used to, and helping him adjust is on the same difficulty level as trying to get vacation days in the GDA. He proves himself surprisingly willing to adjust and learn though. Sometimes.
You learned that he hates cigs, doesnât understand the benefits of alcohol and can be convinced to try fruits from the supermarket. So far, he likes strawberries and apples the most. Thragg prefers cold foods over warm meals and puts efficiently and nutritional value and silently judges you when you prefer to eat your pre-packaged microwaveable meals over his protein-rich foods. He never voiced anything to you so far, though.
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Fluff.
It took him a very long time to finally see you as his proper partner, or how he puts it, his âmateâ. Thragg extremely slowly began to warm up to you after revealing that you removed most of the security measures and cameras from the safe-house Steadman provided for you.
He took it as a sign of blind trust, and for whatever reason, that made him view you in a different light. âYouâre either not as intelligent as I thought, or you are strategically brilliant.â
He likes watching the TV. Whenever there is a documentary about ancient history or the animal world in the amazonian forest, Thragg is on the couch faster than you can blink, resting his elbows on his knees as he watches the footage with the uttermost concentration on his face. These are the times where you can circle the couch and take a seat beside him, maybe even scoot closer to let your knees touch. Every time he does not pull away, you take as a win.
Noticing that Thragg becoming more comfortable with you around is to notice his personal objects lying around more often. He keeps his objects close to himself. After loosing his home, there is barely anything he was able to take with him besides the uniform he wore that day.
The rest of his things are object he acquired here on earth; a wilting cactus he was curious about, a moustache grooming kit he left out on the sink of the bathroom, a fuzzy blanket he liked the texture of.
You swear his eyes sparkle just a bit when you bring something âhumanâ back from the store for him to study and inspect, like a casual board game, sharpies and bubble gum. He choked on the latter and never wanted to try them ever again.
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Wildcards.
Thragg uses your heating pad more often than you do. You had a heated blanket once, but itâs definitely not yours anymore by how much he had taken it for himself. You learned that he liked feeling warm, so on more than one occasion, you found him burrowed in with your heated blanket and pad. He threatened to gauge your eyes out if you ever dared to tell another soul.
He likes strategic board games a lot. Thragg studies every rule, every variant and corrects you when you make a miscalculated move. He doesnât accept âItâs how I learned to play itâ or âI always did it like thisâ. Rules are rules for a reason. Also, he doesnât get angry or disgruntled when he looses and you win, instead, he congratulates on your win and asks you how you do it. By the way, he doesnât like UNO. At all. His reasons are unknown to you.
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Authorâs note. Thank you for reading!
So, after editing, I lowk noticed that I kinda drifted off from your main plotline of your request but I hope you still enjoyed it!! I GOT TOO INVESTED AND TRAILED OFF <///3 But anyways I REALLY loved writing this because your honour he never did anything wrong and free my man. Look at him. I hate and love him. Someone give me a chewtoy that looks like him and Iâll throw it around
Anyways, make sure to EAT, SLEEP and DRINK enough!!
Who fell first of the Viltrumites? Who fell harder?
Pairing: Thragg, Kregg, Conquest, Nolan x gn!human!reader
Note: Testing rn if I should keep the font big or small like this, lmk which one is better/more pleasant to read pls!
Thragg // The Grand Regent
You fell first.
Humans are lowly lifeforms. They are barbaric, their society is crumbling and they are simply disgusting. Blending in amongst them will be the most humiliating thing Thragg will ever be doing in his life. That is what he told himself, at first. He clung onto the hope that he will not fall further from grace than he already has; loosing the emperor, his people and his home. And yetâŚ
Thragg was simply baffled at the amount of customisation a simple cup of coffee possesses. Standing in front of a teenage-looking barista that has seen better days, he crossed his arms, scanning the pretty pictures of drinks and whatnot, trying to find something normal. You had to step in from the side and order him just a plain black coffee. You even footed the bill!
You found it charming how positively dense he seemed to be and how bluntly he answered every question you asked him. He was looking miserable by simply existing. Just how bitchty can a resting-bitch face be?
Thragg found you annoying at first. A curious human probing something it cannot understand just yet, testing boundaries. Heâs surprised you didnât actually poke him yet. Although, heâs not sure why he entertained your curiosity and engaged in conversation for as long as he did.
âAre you finished talking?â
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He fell much harder.
Oh, but how the mighty have fallen. You were incredibly persistent to get to know him, even managed to get a second and third meeting out of him. You taught him how to order the coffee he liked, how to style clothes properly, how to function within a human society without coming off as a prude or an idiot. You were patient with him without coming off as overbearing. You were caring.
You supported, assured and gave him the perfect way to blend in with humans while being blissfully unaware of what he truly is. Being with you as your boyfriend could help his image. That is what he told himself at the start of your relationship. This was purely pretend for him. Kissing is disgusting, holding hands unnecessary and repeated dates draining, but slowly, he began enjoying his time with you. Really enjoying it.
His mind drifted away from his anger and disgust for this planet. Thragg found himself more often than not imagining your face in his head, closely analysing your features. He nitpicks every conversation he ever had with you and found himself relaxing when thinking of your smile. You eased his ever-stiff shoulders and his guard slowly lowered with every passing minute he spent with you. Suddenly, holding you close doesnât seem like a chore anymore. Itâs something he desperately craved.
âI thought about this cat cafĂŠ you mentioned. My curiosity is piqued, letâs visit this establishment.â
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(Itâs implied Kregg had both male and female partners before you)
Kregg // Second in Command
He fell first.
His mission was to repopulate the Viltrumite race on earth, interbreeding with humans. At first, Kreggâs mind was set to fulfil that mission to the best of his abilities; he mostly hung around bars and clubs after hearing that most âhook-upsâ, as humans call this coupling, happen in these areas. He discovered the joys of alcohol and nicotine, then that of bikes and some pleasant company. All was well.
That was until he sauntered up to you with two drinks, one for you to sip on while he delivers his usual, well-practiced, smooth pick-up lines and one for him to keep the pleasant buzz going. It didnât take long for him to notice that you donât seem all too impressed, yet you indulged him here and there and gave him a playful answer. It amused him.
Over the course of the next few evenings, he learned that you are somewhat of a regular, visiting the same bar he is almost every evening. Kregg proceeded to buy you drinks, share a cig if you want and invite you to hang out somewhere. Again and again, you declined, rolled your eyes with a grin and sent him away. At this point, Kregg is head over heels for you. Youâre witty, so blatant with toying with him and he keeps letting you. He could wander off to find a different mate or partner, but he wants *you.*
âIf you give me one chance, Iâll buy you two- no, three more drinks.â
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You fell harder.
How could you not? Kregg, somehow, managed to be much better than you imagined him to be. It was fun seeing him try to pick you up again and again with attempts to charm you, but you didnât believe anything serious would come of this fun banter. Yet, it did.
One date at the bar turned into two, turned into a trip on bikes and to heading out for some lunch, visiting his apartment⌠You stopped counting after that one. Kregg is a bit flirty at first, sure, but heâs also chivalrous, old-fashioned in a good way and oddly talented at making you blush and melt.
He knows what to say, when to say it but also when to shut his mouth and enjoy the quiet moment. You love the way he is so casually affectionate with you and how he makes you feel seen and actually cherished stirs something incredibly warm within you.
âYouâre looking at me with those eyes again. Whatâs going on in that pretty mind of yours?â
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Conquest // Second Strongest Viltrumite
He fell first.
Humans are fragile, their lives are precious and so easily destroyed. Conquest usually views them, and other inferior races, are mere ants. He would not morn after them if he were to accidentally step on themâ and it was no different with humans. Yet, heâs supposed to live amongst them for the sake of the mission and control his strength. Itâs for the greater purpose, he reminds himself on the daily as someone bumps into his broad frame for the umpteenth time.
In order to blend in with the humans, he must interact with them. So, seeing you stubbornly struggle carry your five bags of groceries, Conquest offered to help. He carried your paper bags to your front door and for his kindness, you offered the teddy-bear-looking-man to step inside and have a drink and some cookies as thanks.
What? First, he shows you kindness by helping you with your foods, and now you want to top his kindness by being even nicer? You humans are nonsensical. Why not send him on his way and never look back? Whatâs the point? Though, now that heâs munching on these so called chocolate-chip-cookies, he has to admit, theyâre not too bad. And those pictures on the wall, are those your friends? Family? You look so happy in each of them. Your home is decorated in a way that makes him feel welcome, oddly enough. Although he is taking in a lot of space.
And whatâs this? Ice tea? Delicious.
âI will visit you again.â
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He fell much, much harder.
Youâre just too sweet and kind to him and Conquest doesnât feel like he deserves it at all. You touch his face and scar like it is worth touching, you talk and treat him like he is worth sharing your day and life with. Without you, heâs lonely and miserable, as he is supposed to be. Viltrumâs second strongest soldier, conquerer of worlds, doesnât need to be pampered by the likes of you, yet he craves your attention and affection.
He finds everything about you fascinating and canât stop his eyes from glancing over you again and again. His hands search to touch your skin and slowly pull you against his body to hold you. Itâs selfish, but he loves you more than he should.
Oh, he is incredibly selfish for keeping you to himself, and Conquest knows that. You deserve more and you deserve a better, younger, more loving mate. Someone who is not a decrepit and depraved Viltrumite that craves to bathe his hands in hot blood. You want your fingers to be covered in flavour dust from your chips or to have his holding yours. When theyâre clean, that is.
âAre you sure you want me as your mate? I am not as suitable as others will be. You need to be happy, with or without me.â
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(Pre season 1)
Nolan Grayson // Omni-man
You fell first.
Omni-man. The superhero that appears to be everywhere at once and manage to fight supervillains and monsters without breaking into a sweat! Not that you would mind seeing a sweaty Omni-manâ youâre one of his biggest fans, keeping up with public appearances, merch drops and wherever he happens to be in the world right now.
One fateful and very lucky day, your hometown was being attacked by some low-level reptile mutant. You were corner by the oversized lizard until Omni-man himself stepped in, grabbing the creature by the tail and throwing it off to space.
The moment he turned to face you and showed you his stupid, assuring smile and muttered a simple âAre you okay?â you almost fainted and folded right then and there. You swear your face melted off by the amount of heat accumulating in your cheeks. Somehow you were still coherent enough to immediately and not very smoothly ask him on a date.
âA date? I⌠am not sure youâd like to go out with someone like me, but sure? Why not.â
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He fell harder.
Youâre adorable. The way you still squirm and blush a little when Nolan leans over to cup your face and kiss you, how you get giddy when seeing him in his superhero costume and how you pamper him with food, affection and cuddles after hard missions.
Nolan is infinitely glad to have you as his mate. Youâre considerate, affectionate and the perfect partner to keep up his polished and integrated appearance to Cecil and whoever else might be watching. Although the latter isnât at the top of his priority list anymore.
He wants you to be as content around him as he is around you. Nothing could tear him away from you once he has his legs interlocked with yours, his arms tugging yours to wrap more around him as you spoon him from the backâ the way he loves it.
âWe gotta save on our gas bill and cuddle as much together as we can in order to stay warm. Noâ no, weâre not struggling, hun, I was jokingââ
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Authorâs note. Thank you for reading!
Ugh. I was of Indian food while writing and editing this. I donât know the exact name for the dish but it was ride with mango curry and chicken with garlic naan. UGH. SO DELICIOUS. Anyways, I had lots of fun writing this! Also, I love the idea of Thragg being highly annoyed by reader asking a lotta invading questions but heâs putting up with it because heâs lowk enjoying it
Iâm testing if large letters or smaller letters are more pleasant and more aesthetic, so feedback is much appreciated!! Also, my inbox is open for requests, asks or just for yapping!!
Anyways, make sure to EAT, SLEEP and DRINK enough!!
What is his love language? How does he express it?
Pairing: Thragg, Kregg, Conquest, Nolan x gn!human!reader
Genre: fluff, slight angst
Note: This is my post!! I had to contribute to the shockingly lacking amount of fanfics on here :> for the sake of the scenario, Thragg and Conquest r blending in on earth as well!!
Thragg // The Grand Regent
Physical Touch â Intensity: 4/5
Overall, Thragg isnât that openly affectionate. He has no reason. You should know that he is holding you to the highest regard he can; you are his mate, his life partner. If you donât feel that way, heâs doing something terribly wrong.
His hand rests on your lower back, the warmth of his palm seeping through the layer of your clothes while he watches you cook this âMac nâ Cheeseâ you mentioned a while ago. He slowly leans over to rest his chin on your shoulder and shifts to comfortably wrap his arms around your waist. The body temperature of humans tend to be lower than that of a Viltrumite, so Thragg snuggling up against you while youâre cooking is him doing you a favour. And donât even start about wanting to move away to grab something, or gods forbid, squirm out of his grasp, Thragg will stand there until you are free to cuddle up against again.
Overall, in private, he is a little bit cuddly, but prefers if you initiate it. Again, Thragg doesnât need to cuddle up with blankets on the couch or to kiss you again and again to prove that he loves you. You already are supposed to know it. Though, he does feel his chest bloom with warmth when you fix the sleeves of his shirt, lean over to kiss his moustache or intertwine your fingers with his wordlessly.
Although sometimes, on rare occasions, heâll wordlessly pull you over to him while on the couch or in bed, letting you snuggle up against him while you scroll on your phone or talk to him about whatever. His hands would wander over your back, giving you a small (totally purely functional) massage.
âCome here. I wish to feel you again.â
Acts of service â Intensity: 3/5
Thragg isnât really good at saying âI love youâ to your face, or shower you in compliments every day all day. Instead, heâll show his feelings for you with actions!
Youâll be greeted with warm coffee, or tea, on your nightstand just the way you like it. Heâs still in bed beside you, his arm loosely thrown over your body. How did he even sneak out of the sheets, brew coffee and return without you noticing?
Hold on, how did Thragg know exactly what kind of foods and snacks you like and managed to go grocery shopping without resulting in casualties or injured? Did he managed to muster enough patience and bravery to ask a worker where the cereal is. And he paid with his own money! You have no idea where that money came from, though.
He is willing to do any chore youâre not enthusiastic to do it yourself. Thragg might lightly scold or quietly side-eye you for not doing the laundry for a while, yet he willingly does it for you.
Thragg is there to help you whenever you ask for it. He doesnât really complain as he understands that it makes you happy to see him do mediocre things that usually would be way below his status. Heâs somehow happily willing to take over chores and other mundane things in order to make you just a little happier.
Also, these acts of service also include giving you massages, washing your hair or anything else you ask him for help for. He never voiced it, but he likes feeling useful to you.
âIâve already finished that for you. You can concentrate on resting.â
Gift giving â Intensity: 5/5
Itâs probably a Viltrumite thing. On Viltrum, affection was not a thing showed openly or privately. A relationship between a male and female was purely for breeding purposes and teaming once your child turns 18 years old. The only thing that was deemed somewhat normal/acceptable, is giving gifts.
Some trinket that one found on another planet while out on a mission, or a packing fresh bandage for their partner just in case. Thragg learned from these traditions.
Whenever he finds an interesting trinket and thinks of you, he takes it with him to hand it over to you when he gets the chance. Those trinkets vary from a piece of jewerly, a hairpin, a shiny shell to a charm for your bag from that one TV show you mentioned liking once.
He also actively goes out of his way to get you gifts. He researches the media you mentioned liking or traces back what fandom the figurines are from you like collecting so much. Then, heâll locate where to get more: books, figurines, merch, tickets to a convention â whatever it is, Thragg will get his hands on it. Once heâs handing it over to you, heâll brush it off as nothing major, itâs just something he accidentally stumbled upon. Nothing major.
Thragg also likes to shower you in his things. You can see his lips twitch into a small smile when you walk around wearing one of his shirts. On him, they appear skintight most of the time, but on you, theyâre comfortably oversized, reaching down to your thighs. Itâs an intoxicating sight and itâs even better when you seat yourself comfortably on his lap. That way, he can snake his hands beneath the fabric to make you squirm a little and jump away.
âYou look precious. How about we get you your own clothes? Youâre wearing only mine lately.â
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Kregg // Second in Command // General
Words of affirmation â Intensity: 5/5
He adores watching your face heat up after buttering you up with smooth lines and sneaky compliments. Kregg doesnât shy away from showering you with sweet words, but not to the point where it feels insincere. Heâs your hype man!
Kregg doesnât only stick to sweet words that complement your appearance, he also tends to lean over you whenever youâre bush doing something, murmuring things like: âYouâre doing really good, darling.â or âHm, youâre brilliant.â
Also, he really loves using all kinds of petnames for you and helplessly grins whenever you say them back to him. Youâre that couple that call each other everything from âsugar pieâ, âdarlingâ and âhoneyâ to more unconventional names like âSnuggle Bugâ, âSugar Lipsâ and âSmoochesâ. All of them are cringe, all of them make you blush and sigh internally, yet again and again he manages to crack you up with them every time. Itâs terrible how he manages to get your attention by calling the aforementioned nicknames half of the time.
At night, when you two talk about your days while lying in each otherâs arms, Kregg listens and comforts you whenever you vent about something that had happened. No matter what, heâs on your side, his fingers brushing through your hair as he offers some advice or simply shit talks whoever you happen to dislike. His voice is so gravely and raspy during those moments, making you melt into a puddle against his chest, every single time.
âFascinating. What exactly are you doing, hun? It seems complicated, though Iâm sure your brilliant mind will have no trouble with this.â
Physical touch â Intensity: 4/5
He is incredibly touchy, both in public and private. His hand is always somewhere on your bodyâ his hand resting casually on your waist as you order something by the counter, his arm slung casually over your shoulder as you cuddle up on the couch, or nudging you to come closer as you take a seat ok the back of his bike. Donât be shy, come a little closer and hug hist waist a littler tighter.
Kregg is a bit of a cuddle bug. In bed, half of his body is slung over yours, his face buried in your shoulder as he snores quietly. He holds your hand and drags you along with him as he wanders to the clothing section of the supermarket to pick out a new rugged outfit for him. He adores having you sit on his lap and cuddle up against him while half-heartedly watching some show on the TV. His hands wander from your thighs, to your waist, to brushing his fingers over your jaw to tilt you towards him for a quick kiss.
You sometimes have the feeling that he was terribly touch-starved before he met you, the way he pulls you just a fraction closer without you even noticing. You donât mind itâ in fact, you started dragging him towards your favourite aisle for change. Kregg willingly let you, trying not to make it too obvious how much heâs enjoying himself.
âCâmere. I havenât had enough of you yet.â
Quality Time â Intensity: 3/5
With how touchy he is, itâs unsurprising that Kregg is mostly stuck to your side. He adores everything around you, so logically, he loves spending time with you.
Itâs not necessary for you two to even do anything; sure, itâs nice to have a date night or a bike trip here and there, but most of the time, heâs content simply being within your presence. You could be working in something, and Kregg would be sitting nearby, busy rolling his cigars or doing whatever. You could be showering in the bathroom with him neatly trimming and maintaining his moustache. Itâs not forced proximity, itâs comfortably living together.
To you, it might not feel like much. Heâs just hovering nearby wherever you are, maybe even learning a new skill by observing you stitch a hole on your shirt or whatever, but he just loves being near you and feel like heâs a part of what you are doing. Again, heâs your hype man and ready to praise or kiss your frowns of doubt away.
âOh, are you heading out? Just a moment, Iâll come with. We can use my motorcycle.â
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Conquest // Second Strongest Viltrumite
Quality Time â Intensity: 5/5
Conquest is incredibly attached to you. You probably cannot go anywhere without him following either close behind, or moving to the same room after a couple of minutes.
You let him sleep longer in the morning, slipping out of the warm bed to get ready in the bathroom and make some breakfast in the kitchen. Itâll take only a couple of minutes for the sleeping bear to stir, notice that the bedsheets beside him are getting cooler and decide that youâre already awake. Heâll climb out of bed to find you in the kitchen, mumbling a raspy âGood morningâ.
Conquest loves to go on dates with you, whether it be to go on a walk through the local park, throwing some breadcrumbs to the ducks swimming nearby. Maybe youâre in the mood to get food and snacks, so heâll happily divert to some nearby shops and cafĂŠs to get a slice or cake or some coffee. Or maybe you want to cuddle up on the couch with some popcorn, blankets and drinks to spend the night watching a movie or series. Whatever you want to do, Conquest is down for it and he happily accompanies you everywhere.
Another form of quality time he adores is you taking time to teach him something new. His fingers are thick and calloused, but heâll try his best to crochet something, if you enjoy the craft. Heâs not good with colours or proportions, but if he catches you sketching and drawing a lot, heâll have a go at it himself. So, you can actually teach an animal tricks? How fascinating. Thank you for showing him kitten and puppy videos on Youtube.
âWe can watch these⌠compilations, as you say, together if youâd like.â
Physical touch â Intensity: 4/5
Sometimes, he is a little shy and hesitant about it, but he adores your touch. Your hand finding his instinctively while walking through crowds, your body perfectly fitting against his as you lie together at night, or you snuggling up on his sturdy lap while scrolling through your phone. In return, Conquest learns that you like how his warm hand gently scoots you closer against him, or his knee brushing against your when sitting side by side, or his hand slowly and carefully reaching out to hold yours when you donât initiate handholding once.
Heâs nervous about if he is allowed to touch you. Youâre a fragile human being, and thanks to his sheer strength and power he could easily crush you or rip you to pieces, yet Conquestâs fingers gently trace shapes over your back as you drool onto his chest, deep in sleep. You trusting him so blindly stirs a protective instinct in him.
Conquest likes being affectionate in public as much as he is in private; hand-holding, a kiss here and there or his arm carefully slung over your waist. He likes showing you off and telling the world around you that yes, youâre his and heâs yours. Heâs very proud to call himself your partner.
âCan I hold your hand? Itâs crowded here. I want you close.â
Words of Affirmation â Intensity: 4/5
Heâs a talkative man and enjoys listening to you ramble as well, probably more than talking to you himself.
Your voice soothes him and listening to you ramble off about one of your interests or about some gossip going on in your circle of friends or workplace. Conquest is seriously invested, asking follow-up questions or offering some comments here and there. In return, he talks about the stray cat he managed to approach and pet, the new selection of bread in the supermarket and what heâs planning on do with you on the weekends.
Adding to that, Conquest loves the reaction you give him whenever he gives you a sincere compliment. At first, he felt stiff telling you how good you look today or that being around you is probably a grave weakness if his given how pleasantly fuzzy his brain and chest feel. At some point though, it felt easier and easier to admit how your touch soothes him, or how your eyes sparkle when the sun shines.
Heâs incredibly observant about everything, so Conquest compliments the little things you donât even notice about yourself until he points them out. He appreciates and adores everything about you, so he always gives you praise or a compliment.
âThe cat followed me home again. It acts like you, in a way. Itâs gluttonous for pets and refused to let me go, so⌠itâs waiting outside. Can I bring it inside?â
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(Pre-season 1)
Nolan Grayson // Omni-Man
Acts of Service â Intensity: 4/5
To show his affection for you, Nolan will do anything. Thankfully, heâs also good at the things youâd like to see; yes he does the cooking, yes he does the cleaning, and the groceries and the laundry and dusting andâ
Well, Nolan sometimes likes being a house-husband and pamper you every now and then whenever he has free time to do so. Though, he appreciates it when you do the same for him. Whenever Art is too busy to stitch up the holes in his suit, heâll cover you in kisses when seeing you begrudgingly fix his suit back up.
Sometimes, youâll come home to Nolan standing in the kitchen. After tearing your eyes away from how good his butt looks in those pants you got them a while ago, you finally notice that heâs cooking dinner for you two. Now, he wonât ask for it, but if you decide to snuggle up against him from behind or be a willing taste-tester while heâs cooking up a meal, he wonât send you away.
But the acts of service donât only include household things, but also to have you hunched over a work thing or whatever and for his hands to gently massage through the knots in your back. When the time is right, heâll let in a hot bath and pour some wine for you to enjoy. Nolan wants to take of you and your worries whenever.
âCâmon, you deserve some time off. I insist.â
Gift giving â Intensity: 4/5
The perk of being able to fly to places all over the world gives Nolan the chance to get you gifts from so many different cultures and of all sizes. You had to get a little shelf to have a place to store them all.
His gifts are not just little figurines, bells or shiny shells, but also all kinds of foods from all corners of the world. Sometimes, Nolan brings you a slice of meat youâre not 100% sure where he got it from. When asking him if itâs from a monster he helped contain during a mission, heâll just grin and shrug.
More often than not, he brings you takeout native to the country he just visited; Pizza from Italy, a fresh loaf of bread from Germany (that is somehow still warm), Wine from Spain or a good cut of meat from Argentina.
Nolan loves seeing you wear his gifts as well. Whenever he gets you something nice to wear or accessorise yourself with, his chest blooms with warmth seeing you actually like and wear it openly. It feeds something primal within him. His fingers brush over your cheek, but his eyes keep glancing down to your necklace. He bought you that particular piece in Tokyo. He can feel the heat rise from his neck and to his cheeks.
âIt⌠It looks very good on you. How about I take you there personally next time? We can make it a date.â
Words of Affirmation â Intensity: 3/5
Heâs very vocal about his love for you! Every day before heading out, he leans over to give you a quick peck on the cheek and to tell you âI love you, see you later hunâ or how he keeps complimenting you casually over the course of the day with a âYou look very beautiful/handsome, as alwaysâ or a âYou did good work todayâ.
Also, whenever youâre out somewhere or talking with friends, Nolan keeps introducing you as his partner, his darling, his love. He will beam at you with a borderline child-like smile when you do the same. It makes him feel very assured!
âYou make me feel lighter, in a good wayâ are one of the things he says to you when unwinding about your day. Itâs important to him to remind you how precious you are to him; you are his heart, his life. You make him feel lighter, warmer, more human.
Whenever you start returning his words and tell him how much you love him, or how much you value him, he would vaporise on the spot. Youâre too nice to him and youâre not allowed to be. Only he is!
âOh, now youâre just buttering me up for something, I can tell. Youâre never that nice to me for no reason.â
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Authorâs note. Thank you for reading!
These are not canon compliant AT ALL!! Let me be a bit delusional <//3
AGSHSHDJDH OKAY OKAY So this is my first post on this blog so youâre allowed to flame me as much as you like if it sucks!! I donât expect this to do as good but I really really wanted to contribute to the Invincible fandom. There is a SHOCKING lack of x reader fanfics. Especially for the Viltrumites!! Itâs unacceptable!!
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