#Delsin Rowe x reader

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[ragingdumpsterfire]

Delsin Rowe x gn!reader

18+

I had this stupid little wonderful fic idea in my head after seeing a post from @rogueshadeaux (link at bottom). I did a quick blurb, then it sat in my notes for months. Well I finally did something with it, so without further ado, some smutty little Delsin content.

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You couldn’t believe this was finally happening. In your apartment. With Delsin Rowe.

Hands were running roughly over your body, lips and teeth all over your neck, biting and sucking in ways that made every part of your body tremble. The moans that left your lips were enough to make even you feel shame, but the way your body was being worshipped caused any pretenses of decency to fall on the floor, next to the shirt and jeans that you had been wearing moments before. Grunts came from the mouth leaving marks on your collarbone, as hands moved down to your ass, giving it a squeeze.

“God…you’re so fucking hot.”

The sight above you did nothing to help the burning ache deep within you, those starving, dark eyes raking over your body, undressing what little clothing you had on left. His long hair falling over his face from under his beanie, and you wanted nothing more than to lead his smirking mouth where you needed craved it. His hands gripping your hips as he moved his lips torturously slow down your stomach, those burning, sloppy kisses that left a trail of bruises and passion to his prize. He chuckles as you struggle to swallow a high-pitched whine, body writhing up to meet his punishment, and when he glances up at you, a sinister grin forms as he drags his tongue against the delicate skin over your hipbones, and ever so lower. You know he’s going to make you beg for it, just the way you liked.

“Come on, Del, I need you” you moan, eyes closed tight with the immediate need to be fucked senseless. You try to be coy and buck your hips to meet him, but he pins you down, large hands pressing a little bit too firmly. God the bruises were going to be beautiful.

“Ohh babe, no way,” he chuckles, hot breathe hitting low enough to make you twitch, “I’m gonna take my time with you tonight.” His voice is raspy and hungry, and you know he’s going to fuck you so hard, and you can’t help the way your breath hitches as he moves up your body to lick at those piercings you got last year. The resulting litany of curses from your lips is enough to make him groan, straining against his jeans.

“God, Del—ahh—take off your clothes and fuck me already,” you breathe out, hands gripping into the sheets beneath you as he laps over the delicate metal. The sharp inhale that results from you grinding your thigh against him tells you that he, in fact, would not be taking his time with you.

A long groan, and then he’s sitting up, long legs astride your hips, and you reach your fingers up to tease him through his jeans, encouraging him to undress faster. His long fingers fly, unbuttoning and throwing off the flannel shirt that you loved to “borrow” so often, dropping it without a thought behind him as you assist him out of his paint-splattered jeans. Just his undershirt and boxers left.

As you hook your fingers into the waistband of his boxers, he removes his beanie, letting his wild hair spill over his face. His fingers pull the gray shirt over his head, and your gaze follows the hem, seeing the strip of smooth skin below growing as the shirt leaves his body. The sharp lines of his Adonis belt that always led scandalously into the hem of his jeans, his abs, god his abs, the single ring piercing that you knew just how to suck on to make him moan. Your eyes took in the sight of his lean, hard body, drunk on the addiction that was intimacy with him. He was perfect, all you could ever want from a sexual partner. He knew all the ways to satisfy you over and over yet leave you craving more. He was amazing, he was hot, he was…he was…he was—what the fuck was he doing?

“Del, what’s going on,” you murmur as you prop up on your elbow, head cocked to the side in confusion.

“The beanie—I’m putting it back on,” came the reply, clearly the most obvious thing in the world. A moment of silence goes by as you stare at him, and you can’t help the giggle that falls out of you. Then he pulls the beanie down, brushing the hair out of his face, and the laugh dies.

“Oh god, oh my god—you’re serious.”

Your whole body shakes as laughter rolls out of you, head thrown back into the pillow as you try to catch your breath.

“What?? Babe—why are you laugh—babe! The hat stays on during sex!”

There’s a softness in his eyes as he watches your laughter turn to giggles, he loved to make you laugh and smile. However, he also loved to make other sounds come from you, which was his current intention. The giggles die in your throat as his boxers hit the floor, eyes hungry roaming over you as he climbs in between your legs, slotting perfectly. He holds his hand up to show you the soft glow coming from his fingers, warm heat emanating from them, your eyes going wide as you watch him drag his hand down between your legs.

“You know what, try laughing now,” he grins, watching you writhe under his hot touch, body under an assault of ecstasy. Yes, he knew exactly how to unwind you.

Thank fuck, you think to yourself. Finally.

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The post in question 😂 thanks for putting this scene in my head.

[pandoradoesotherstuff]

NSFW Alphabet feat Delsin Rowe

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A/N: Well well well, what do we have here? Another fic I started months ago and forgot about?? 😅😅😅😅

But it is at last done, hooray!

Enjoy. 😘❤️

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Aftercare (what they’re like after sex):

It depends on the nature of your relationship. If you're someone he deeply cares for, then he's going to make sure he takes care of you in every way possible, and that includes aftercare. Gently washing you over with a damp cloth, bringing you some water and snacks. However, if this was a quick fling, then he'd more than likely be gone before you even woke up. 

B = Body part (their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s):

His hands, have you seen what he can do with his hands? And I doesn't just mean his conduit powers. Delsin is a rather simple man and loves nothing more than to watch you walk away. The curve of your ass is simply sinful. 

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically):

Delsin loves the taste of you. It's his favourite thing in the whole world. He loves nothing more than to settle between your thighs and make you come undone with nothing but his mouth. 

D = Dirty secret (pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs):

Delsin gets ridiculously turned on by being bound by his own chain. The way you wrap it around his other wrist and lock them with a padlock gets him going in a way he didn't know possible. 

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?):

Delsin's had a few fleeting love affairs throughout the years, but he's not quite as promiscuous as he makes himself out to be. 

F = Favourite position (this goes without saying):

Reverse cowgirl. You get to fuck him however you want and he gets to watch himself enter you over and over and over again.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.):

Delsin is generally pretty goofy at the best of times, and sure, he quite often makes an ill-timed joke during more intimate moments. But when you both really get into it, he's 100% focused on the moment. 

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.):

We all know he doesn't bother much with his actual hair, forever having a beanie glued to his head, but as for "down below," he doesn't have any hair at all. Preferring to shave it all.

 I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect):

Delsin can naturally be goofy. It's part of his personality, so you have to expect a dumb joke every now and again. But he is always very serious about making sure you enjoy yourself as much as possible. Completely lost in the feel and taste of you. 

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon):

He loves jerking off over your body. It's his ultimate canvas and his fluids, the paint. 

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks):

Anything that he can paint on your skin with. Stretched out and bare before him, his fingers trailing the edible body paint over your skin, creating a masterpiece. Just. For. Him. 

L = Location (favourite places to do the do):

On top of the ruins of the Seattle tower. It's quiet and private, with a great view of the city. Also, what better place to secretly stick it to the DUP?

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going):

The obvious answer is you. But more specifically, when you're being rebellious. Spray paint can in hand, giggling to yourself as you spray your latest design. 

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs):

Hurting you on purpose. Delsin has already seen so much death and destruction. Needless violence. He might lightly bite you from time to time, a playful slap on the ass here and there, but he won't go further than that. 

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.):

As much as he loves the taste of you on his tongue, there is nothing sexier to him than you on your knees with your lips wrapped him. 

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.):

Delsin has a lot of energy. His blood runs hot, so he tends to be fast and passionate. But that doesn't mean he can't take it slow and sensual when the occasion calls for it. 

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.):

He is all for quickies! Delsin loves every inch of you and will use any excuse to be all over you. In an alleyway, on the rooftops, concert bathrooms... anywhere anytime.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.):

He's a vigilante conduit. Of course, he likes to take risks every now and again. Quickies near a DUP checkpoint are his personal favourite.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?):

Delsin takes good care of himself physically, and with his extra strength from being a conduit, he can definitely go a lot longer than the average man. 

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?):

He's not so much into toys, but he definitely loves to use his wrist chain on your own wrists. Holding you down below him, spread out and waiting. 

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease):

Delsin loves LOVES to tease. Whether it be his fingers creeping up under your clothing, whispering spicy comments in your ear as you're trying to ignore him or he'll "innocently" nuzzle into the crook of your neck.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.):

Delsin is surprisingly quiet when it comes to moans. He'll grunt and pant, harshly gasp your name as he gets close. Whisper all the filthy things he wants to do to you in your ear. 

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character):

His hair is a particularly sensitive area for him. It drives him crazy even if you're just innocently playing with the silky strands. He can't help but whimper as you playfully tug on it. 

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes):

Lean muscle, caloused fingers, and maybe a couple of hidden tattoos under all those layers.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?):

Delsin has a pretty high sex drive. Even just being in your presence makes it hard for him to keep his hands off of you. There's something about you that just draws him in. Your scent, your voice, your soft supple skin, the feel of your body heat next to him. He can never get enough. .

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards):

It takes Delsin a while to fall asleep afterwards. Too caught up in gazing at your beautiful/handsome features. Fingers gently stroking down your cheeks as you sleep peacefully in his arms. 

[darling-i-read-it]

Neon Eyes

Delsin Rowe x fem!reader

Word Count: 2k

Warnings: heavy insinuations to smut (like basically leads up to smut and then afterwards but I’m always too lazy to write it. Use your imagination lol), delsin nervous you wont accept him 

Author’s Note: the annual playthrough of second son had begun <;3 

Summary: Delsin struggles to tell you about his new powers, even though he wants nothing more than to be held by you. 

Song: Polaroid by Imagine Dragons was weirdly on repeat. 

I don’t own these characters. They belong to author/director/creator

(not my gif)

Delsin looked at his phone. He flicked through his contacts, hovering over each one. The air was crisp in Seattle. It felt much more processed than it did back home, like it was muffled by all the smoke coming out of buildings. Granted, he couldn’t exactly complain about the smoke thing. It happened to be incredibly beneficial to him. 

He hovered over Betty’s name. He should call her back. He had been avoiding her calls, though not intentionally. She just kept calling him at inopportune times. He passed her name. Reggie was at the top of his recently called list. Delsin skipped him easily. As he kept going, he landed on a name that filled his stomach with warmth. 

You. 

He should call you. No, he shouldn’t call you. He wanted to call you. There was a difference. Delsin kicked his feet back and forth, looking down past his phone. He was sitting on a balcony, a couple floors above the ground. The world had turned into specks below him. He wanted to call you. 

He didn't want to get you in trouble. 

He wanted to hear your voice. 

“Goddamnit,” Delsin muttered and pushed your name. It highlighted and then started to ring. Immediately regretting it, Delsin hung up. He shouldn’t have done that. You had surely heard about what happened with the tribe, maybe even heard about his new condition. Maybe Reggie had called you already. Delsin made a face at the thought. He didn’t want his brother talking to you period, let alone about him. 

Delsin jumped. His phone was ringing. Your name hovered on his screen. 

“Oh fuck,” he grumbled. He held the phone with both hands so he wouldn’t drop it. He stared at it for a moment too long, listening to his ringtone. 

After a long moment, he answered the call. 

“Hello?”

“Hey D! Did you call me on purpose?” God, he was right. Your voice had already soothed him. Childhood friends, turned something else, staying something else. 

“Butt dialed, my bad!” He scratched the back of his neck. “Actually, I lied.” 

“You tend to do that.” He chuckled, looking down at his feet, dangling. 

“It’s nice to hear your voice,” he said and he meant it.

“Yours too.” Your voice had gone soft. “What are you doing? Are you around home?” He shook his head even though you couldn’t see it. 

“No. I’m in Seattle.” 

“With all that shit going on?” you asked. Even though your voice was practically disembodied, it felt like laying in soft grass in the summer or getting in bed after a long day. It made him weirdly emotional. 

“Yeah, I chose the worst time for a vacation.” 

“Is Reggie with you?”

“Why would I bring Reggie on a vacation?” 

“Is anyone with you?” “Reggie.” You laughed. It felt like a cloud. Your words started with a hum, a comforting noise. Delsin hadn’t noticed how badly this whole thing had affected him. He had been going without stopping for so long he hadn’t even thought about it. His home was effectively ruined if he didn’t finish this. His life had been turned upside down by these new powers and responsibilities. 

“Seriously though, what are you doing out there? Is this about that attack on the tribe?” 

“You could say that. So Reggie hasn’t called you?” 

“Nope. You Rowe boys are avoiding me like the plague these days.” He chuckled. 

“We’ve just been busy,” he explained. “You haven’t talked to Betty?” 

“Nope. Believe it or not, I’ve been stuck in Seattle too. I came down yesterday for a concert and got stuck with all this DUP stuff. Guess we both have bad taste in day adventures.” 

“I guess we do.” You didn’t know. You had no idea what he was. He was just Delsin to you, the same person he had always been. ”Well while you’re stuck here, you wouldn’t wanna meet up would you?” 

“Are you staying somewhere?” 

“This isn’t a booty call,” he promised, voice deadly serious.

“I know that Delsin.” Your laugh moved to a small giggle. “I just meant, where should I meet you and it came out more aggressive than I intended.” 

“Oh! Oh yeah. I didn’t mean it either.” 

“I want to see you. Where are you?” you said slowly, in case he didn’t get it. 

“I’ll come to you. I’m quick on my feet these days.” 

“Alright well I’m staying in Capitol Hill, by the market. I’lll text you the address.” 

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You were waiting in the lobby for him. There was smoke trailing behind him as he came in through the automatic doors. He knew he had more pressing things to do. He had people to save and he had things to break.

But at the moment he couldn’t imagine being anywhere else. 

“Delsin!” you exclaimed, standing up. You stood up, putting down the book you were reading. He practically hopped over to you, always light on his feet. He threw his arms around you and engulfed you completely. “Oof. You alright?” 

“Better now.” 

“Delsin, you’re acting weird,” you noted. He pulled away, holding your arms in his hands. “Why do you have a chain around your wrist?” You watched him, eyes scanning his figure. Something was up, you just couldn’t put your finger on what. 

“I need to tell you something.” 

“You’re scaring me,” you whispered. He looked around the lobby. There were stragglers around, too many people to give you any kind of demonstration. 

“I was back home when a conduit broke into The Lodge.” Your eyebrows furrowed. “Augustine caught this guy, Hank, and he had these weird smoke powers. He tried to hurt Betty and Reggie. I grabbed him and something happened. I like, grabbed his hand and saw his whole life. And then…then I like..” He was fidgeting out of anxiety. He looked around again. He was practically oozing with stress. 

“Delsin.” 

“He gave me some of his powers.” You stared at each other, eyes locked, mere inches apart. 

“What do you mean?” Your voice had hushed. He didn’t answer right away, which made you antsy. “Delsin.” 

“C’here.” He grabbed your wrist and pulled you out the front doors. You followed him wordlessly as he took you around the back of the building where there were nothing but cars. You watched him attentively as he let go of your hand, raised his, and shot something out of the sky. 

You yelped in surprise. 

“Delsin?! What was that?!” 

“I’m...I'm a conduit,” he said, voice quiet. It still felt weird on his lips, like the words weren't exactly true.

You stared at each other, eyes wide and searching. You went very quiet for a moment. He swore he could hear his heart beating in his ears. For some reason this was scarier than feeling the powers at all. 

You had heard all the propaganda about bio terrorists. You had seen what they could do to your home and your family. You also were very aware of the man standing in front of you. This was your best friend, the man you’ve loved for years. You knew that the DUP was killing people like him. 

And Delsin looked scared. 

You took a slow step forward. 

“Woah.” 

“Right?” he hissed. “I can float and stuff. And turn into smoke or something, I don’t know how it works biologically. I just know I can do a lot of things my body couldn’t do before.” You closed the distance and grabbed his hands, putting his palms to the air. You traced the creases, shaking your head. 

“Shit Del,” you muttered. “What did Reggie say?” 

“He still thinks we’re here to find a cure. "I'm here to get Augustine’s powers and help the tribe.”

“You think it’ll work?” 

“It’s all I got right now.”

“So why did you call me?” 

Delsin's whole body had relaxed with your reaction. You didn’t see him any differently. There was no fear in your eyes. He wanted to complain about everyone else's reactions, fill you in on everything that had happened. 

“I just wanted to see you.” Your face softened. 

“Oh.” 

“Maybe I could crash at your hotel room too.” You scoffed, hitting him. “I met this other girl too though, she lives in a billboard. I could always crash with her…” 

“Alright alright. You’ve guilted me into it.” 

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It was a one bed hotel room. Delsin didn’t mind that one bit. You offered it to him easily and after some light banter, you agreed you should just share it. 

The sun had gone down over the Seattle skyline. Delsin sat at the edge of the bed as you got dressed for bed. He had no extra clothes. He would make some joke about sleeping naked and you would likely let him strip down to his boxers. You had seen him naked before.

“Are you gonna sleep in that beanie?” 

“When have you ever seen me sleep in the beanie?” You shrugged, coming out of the bathroom door.

“Could be a new thing you’re trying.” You sat down beside him. He turned to you, both of his feet still planted on the ground. You put your legs underneath you and faced him with your entire body, taking the beanie off his head. You ran your hand through his hat hair that was smashed down. “Can I see the neon again?” He laughed. 

“I’m like your circus clown.” 

“My court jester.” 

He put up his finger, lightly tracing the air with a pink neon. He spelled out your name in the empty space. You smiled like a child, watching eagerly. You turned your head back to him, eyes narrowing gently. 

He put his hand on your thigh. The silence was familiar and comfortable. 

“Do you think your eyes go neon when you…you know,” you quipped, your smile turning sly. He rolled his eyes with his whole head, squeezing your thigh. 

“You wanna find out?” 

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Delsin rested his head on your chest. It was the most relaxed he had been in days. Weeks. You had your arm wrapped around his shoulder, your hand playing in his hair. You were tracing circles into his scalp, pulling lightly at his roots, brushing out his knots. 

He hadn’t been this safe since he first got his powers. 

“I did think you were gonna blast a smoke hole through me,” you said, voice quiet. The air conditioning was the only actual sound in the room. The lights were off, submerging you in darkness. 

“I had it completely under control.” You tilted your head down to look at him, laughing a bit. 

“That pillow is only feathers now,” you accused. 

“The pillow isn’t you.” You shook your head a bit. He nestled into your chest, putting his arm tighter around you. 

There was a long beat of silence. Just breathing. A room empty of any expectations. 

“Thank you for not freaking out when you saw me,” he breathed. 

“Thank you for not changing who you are.” You pressed a kiss against his head and it stayed there, lingering. “You’re in the line of fire now D.” 

“I know.” 

“I don’t want you to get hurt. You or Reg.” 

“I know.” 

“Can you promise me you won’t get hurt in the name of sheer goodness?” He nodded sleepily. 

“I’ve never broken my word to you babe.” You liked it when he called you babe. It came off his lips so effortlessly. “Thanks for letting me crash here.” You scoffed. 

“You’re always welcome to whatever bed I sleep in. You knew that.”

“I did.” 

He fell asleep soon after, his breathing evening. The police were searching for him and he was with you, pretending there were no other problems in the world. He deserved that much.

[kormiato]

Hi! Its me again! I wanted to ask if you could write some hcs for Eugene and Delsin dropping off their male s/o (or gender neutral if you preffer) to college and getting a lil clingy cuz they wanna spend time with their bf, and maybe both being a lil worried about how their s/os Friends are going to react since both delsin and Eugene are conduits?( it turns out fine cuz their s/o's Friends are pretty chill and fun).

Thanks in advance! Have a nice day!.

OH. MY. GOD. IT'S BEEN SO DAMN LONG SINCE I'M SO TERRIBLY SORRY THAT IT TOOK ME SO LONG, I WAS OUT OF THE TUMBLR ALL THIS TIME, I'LL BE BETTER, I SWEAR. Anyway! I love that you still give me requests, you're literally the best! I send a big warm hug to you through the screen and I hope you have a nice day as well. (I hope that I got your request right btw)

Eugene Sims and Delsin Rowe dropping off their s/o to college (Male!Reader)

You were looking like a zombie as you were brushing your teeth. Sleepy, slow zombie. You went to sleep at 3 am and woke up at 6.30. It wasn't that surprising that you were so sleepy, right? But why did you end up sleeping so little? The answer is simple. Delsin and Eugene. You were up at night playing games, eating pizza and laughing with your boyfriends. You can't say you regretted it, since it really helped you relax and have fun. But right this moment you just wanted to fall asleep with your head in the sink.

As you were almost falling asleep while standing in the bathroom, you saw a head popping out of the doorframe. "Heya! Wow, you look like a wreck." Delsin's voice ringed along with the following slurp of his coffee. You just chuckled along and smiled, glancing at the man from the corner of your eye.

"Good morning to you too, Del." You muttered in response, your voice is slurred from the sleepiness and the brush in your mouth. You finished with your morning procedure and splashed your face with cold water to wake up faster. That's when you smelled a coffee right under your nose. And noticed a coffee mug that Delsin holds for you, smiling as he does so. "There you go, pretty boy." He says with a small wink and chuckles softly at how cute you look right now.

You thanked him and took a sip of your coffee with a satisfied hum coming from you right after it. The coffee was just the way you liked. Perfect way to start a day. As you walked in the kitchen you saw Eugene who was as sleepy as you were while drinking his own coffee. It seemed like you all know who'll be responsible for driving this time.

You tried to tell them both a countless times yesterday that they don't have to drop you off to college and that you're a big boy and you can get there yourself. But they just won't listen. They just wanted to spend some more time with you and make sure you were safe, they were almost begging you to let them drop you off to college next time (mostly Delsin was the one begging, Eugene looked like a small pleading kitten without any words, just by one look at this boy). So you couldn't turn down such a sweet gesture.

As you both got in the car that obviously Delsin took from Reggie, since there was a police siren on top of it, you almost started to fall asleep. The sound of the car moving slowly was soothing and quiet, making you sleepy again. And Delsin noticed it. So he turned on the music. He turned on a Freebird by Lynyrd Skynyrd and that made you wake up once again. You wanted to frown and be annoyed because it startled you, but you couldn't when you saw Delsin smiling, nodding his head and tapping his finger against the wheel to the rhythm and mimicking the guitar parts while you were standing on the red lights. It was too fun and cute and eventually you started nodding your head as well, tapping your finger against the car door. Eugene didn't seem to mind and just smiled as he saw both of you fooling around.

It was a fun ride, filled with jokes, laughter and music. It was so fun that the three of you haven't noticed that you got to the college. Delsin parked the car (carefully ofc, he knows that Reggie won't give him head pats for damaging his car) and the three of you got out of the car. You were smiling, happy that you got to the college in a good mood thanks to your boyfriends. You hugged and kissed them both, thanking them for giving you a ride and accompanying you. They were both only happy to do so. Though Eugene looked a little nervous. Which haven't go unnoticed by both you and Delsin.

"Hey, Eugene, what's wrong? You seem a little... Restless." You said softly, your brows slightly furrowed in concern. He just rubbed the back of his neck, awkwardly looking away and then at the students at the gates. Eugene seemed uncomfortable by something.

"Well, it's just... We're conduits. Won't there be problems because of it?" The boy muttered quietly. Delsin seemed to frown as he realized that too. He wasn't afraid of someone being against him and Eugene just because they're conduits, but he didn't want you, their boyfriend, to have problems because of it. He wanted to offer Eugene to just go back home to not create any problems, but you stopped them with a laughter. "Come on, guys. It's gonna be fine. I promise. My friends are nice people." You assured them. But it didn't make their worries go away completely.

That's when one of your friends appeared, waving at you in a greeting, a smile on their face. "Hey! We've been waiting for you!" You heard one of your friend calling for you and when you looked in direction of their voice you saw a group of your friends coming your way. You smiled and greeted them happily. And Eugene, meanwhile, involuntarily took a small step to the side to hide behind you and Delsin. He was for sure uncomfortable and anxious about this whole thing.

Yet, well, people should be blind to not see that you were not the only one standing there. And your friends' interested piqued. They started smiling even more and asking who are they, while lightly teasing you in process with phrases like 'hey, I didn't know you came here with your bodyguards or something'. It made you laugh and blush a little. You really liked your friends, they were fun and accepting. That's why you happily introduced Delsin and Eugene to them.

Delsin immediately put on the cocky smirk as he shook one of your friends' hand, appearing almost flirty. You knew that he does it just to get a reaction out of you. Which he does perfectly well, because you nudged him in the side with your elbow, making him laugh out loud as well as your friends.

Eugene didn't talk much and just said a small "hello". He looked pretty adorable, you must admit, but you also didn't like him being nervous, since it made you feel concerned and protective of him. You gently took his hand in yours to ease his nerves, which helped a little. And your friends noticed Eugene's nervousness as well. "Hey, what's wrong?" One of them asked. The three of you got silent and you looked at Delsin and Eugene as if asking for a permission to tell your friends the truth. Delsin just shrugged at this, as if to say 'go on'. So you took a deep breath and said, "well... Delsin and Eugene are... Conduits."

Awkward silence hung over all of you, making it a little uncomfortable. But it was only for a second before your friends sighed in relief and laughed, saying that they were scared it was something serious. That statement made Delsin and Eugene look at each other, then at you and then at your friends with wide eyes. They were used to people being disgusted, or afraid with conduits. Yet here your friends are, actually... Accepting it. Not that they minded, of course.

"So..." Delsin broke the small laughing moment between your friends. "Just to make sure. It's chill, right? We're chill? No... like, hate or something?" he asked, trying to appear nonchalant, yet still wanting to be confident that it's all okay and there's no problem about it. Your friends smiled with a nod.

"Sure, why the hell should it not be okay?" one of them replied simply, as if it's obvious. Yet... if for them it was okay and nothing serious, you could feel Eugene visibly relax, his grip on your hand relaxed as well as his face. Delsin got relaxed too, letting out a breathless laughter, as if sighing in relief. He nodded multiple times as if to say "yeah. Yeah, we're safe, we're okay, we're chill".

This sight made you smile with a warm feeling blooming in your chest. You felt like you dropped a very large backpack from your back. You was right. Your friends are really nice and that made you proud of having them. And also you felt like the luckiest man in the world to have Delsin and Eugene. Conduits or not, they brighten your days and you want people to accept them, to love them as much as you love them (though they better love them platonically, you won't like them having a crush on your boys, that's for sure). And now, there's a few more people in their lives that do so. "How about we meet after college and go out somewhere? My treat," you said nonchalantly, to change the subject and lighten the mood. And when everyone agreed, you thought to yourself that this will be a great day after all.

[indifferent-depravity]

CW: daddy kink, trans!reader

Minors DNI 18+

A/N: I don't wanna hear shit about how you can't put yourself into this story! I wrote this for me, a trans man, and if you read it you agree to read it as it is written without complaint

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When you see Reggie walk into the party with an angry frown etched on his face, you suppress a smile, knowing your best friend, Delsin, must be up to something again. You quietly slip out of the longhouse, hiding in the shadows along the side as you watch a figure scale its way up the cliffs towards you. Delsin finally pulls himself up the final ledge, trying to slow his breathing as he walks towards the longhouse with feigned nonchalance.

He nears you and you grab his arm, tugging him to join you in the shadows. He makes an indignant squawk and you press your hand over his mouth with a hissed “Shut up!” He relaxes when he sees your face and you feel a smirk grow under your hand.

You slowly lower your hand and whisper, “What did you do, Delsin? Reg is in the longhouse and he is angry.” Your stomach flutters at the sight of his cocky smirk and you let out a rushed breath as heat blooms in your core. Damn him and his smirk.

“Okay so maybe I found a way up to the billboard of him and maaybe I graffitied over it.” You give him a stern look and he laughs, his hands coming up to rest on your shoulders, “It’s okay, man, we can go in there and you can say I’ve been with you the whole time, problem solved!”

Delsin gives your shoulders a squeeze and moves to round the corner towards the door right as it swings open. You pull him back right before Reggie comes into view. You grip the lapels of his vest tightly as Reggie starts calling out for Delsin, angry mutters of “this fucking kid” and “arresting my own damn brother” between each yell of his name.

As Reggie strides closer you pull Delsin in by his vest. “Kiss me,” you hiss, rolling your eyes at the dumbfounded look on his face. If there was ever a time not to act clueless. “You know Reggie will feel awkward and not ask questions, so kiss me, Del-“ His lips cut off the rest of your words and you shiver as his hands come up to cup the sides of your face.

The intoxicating slide of his lips makes your head swim, years of thinking about kissing him never prepared you for this. Fuck he’s a good kisser. Right as Reggie rounds the corner, Delsin pushes his tongue into your mouth and you moan, a pathetic high whine coming from the back of your throat. Reggie chokes on his words, immediately turning his head and looking down to avoid the scene in front of him.

Delsin keeps kissing you like he doesn’t know Reggie is there and you let him, wanting to savor it for as long as you could. Reggie clears his throat, his hands shifting awkwardly at his sides before landing on his hips, still very much trying not to look at you. “You guys uh- I didn’t know you were- has Delsin been-been here the entire time? With-with you?” Delsin ducks his head to stifle a laugh and you pinch him, silently telling him to knock it off.

“Sorry, Reg. Del helped me set up and then we just… y’know…” You trail off, your cheeks burning as you glance up at Delsin before shooting Reggie an embarrassed smile.

“No-no it’s fine, I just wanted to check!” Reggie almost frantically waves his hand at you as he backs up with his eyes still trained on the ground. He trips on a tree branch and you snort, pressing your lips together to hide a smile. “You kids-kids have f-fun…” he trails off with a grimace and a shake of his head, finally turning to head back to his truck.

You both dissolve into laughter after he’s gone, shy smiles growing on your faces as your eyes meet. You blush and clear your throat, averting your gaze to his collar as you nervously smooth out the wrinkles you caused. “Well, uh, you’re home free now so I guess I’ll see you later, I sh-should probably get back.” You say awkwardly, trying to slip out from between the wall and his body but he presses his hand against the wall next to your head, cutting off your escape.

You look up at him and your breath catches, that stupid cocky smirk was back on his face. Makes you want to slap him. Maybe kiss him again. “Delsin… What are you doing? Stop playing around.” You try to sound stern but your voice comes out weak, barely above a whisper.

“I don’t think I was finished yet,” Delsin nudges his nose against yours and your breathing stops when his lips brush against yours. “You didn’t think Reggie interrupting us was going to stop me, did you?”

You swallow and hesitantly curl your fingers around the lapels of his vest again, your breath coming out in quick pants, “But I th- I thought that was just to keep you out of trouble?”

He hums, tangling his fingers in the hair at the nape of your neck, “I don’t think either of us really thought that, babe.” You whine at the pet name and your eyes flutter shut at the press of his forehead against yours as he whispers, “I’ve wanted to do this since we were fifteen.” He closes the distance and kisses you softly, free hand settling on your hip.

You tug at his vest and he stumbles closer, body crushing yours against the wall as you deepen the kiss. it’s his turn to moan now and you can feel the vibrations sink into your chest, making you whine in response. He starts trailing kisses down your neck, forcing his leg between yours. You let out a sigh of his name, arching into him as he sucks a mark over your pulse. “You mean ever since I started keeping you out of trouble?” You tease and you can feel him chuckle against your skin, drawing a soft gasp out of you.

“It was the year you came out, took me a while to figure out why I was so damn happy you were gay.” He explains and you giggle, pulling him into another kiss.

“Wanna know a secret?” You lower your voice into a whisper as you lean towards his ear, “You were what made me realize I was gay.” He freezes, his face slack with surprise and you grin cheekily. A blush climbs high on his cheekbones and you lean forward, brushing your lips gently against the heated skin.

Delsin’s grip on your hip tightens and he smashes his lips against yours, speaking between heated kisses, “You mean I waited years for this for no reason?”

You giggle and hum an affirmative noise against his lips, releasing his vest from your grip to wrap your arms around his neck. He grabs handfuls of your ass, guiding you over his thigh. You whine as a deep ache forms in your core, sparks of pleasure running through you with each rock of your hips.

You break the kiss with a gasp, your head thumping against the wall, “Hate to burst your bubble Romeo, but you’re not fucking me against the longhouse.” Delsin laughs, pressing a kiss on the underside of your jaw.

“No? Is that why you’re still humping my thigh?” He teases, grinning against your skin at your whine. He sucks a dark mark high on your throat before pulling away, humming at your wrecked state. “Still want to go back inside?”

You roll your eyes but a smile grows across your face as you look up at him. “And if I do?”

“I guess I’ll have to fuck you in the bathroom then.” Your face burns and your eyes drop to the front of his jeans, your breath catching at the sight of his cock straining against the zipper.

“I mean~ if you want Betty to kill you,” You say in a sing-song voice and giggle as he pales at the thought. “Yeah, that’s what I thought.” You peck his lips, slipping your hand into his, “Take me home and you can do whatever you want.”

You go to walk away but Delsin tugs on your hand, pulling you back against him. He wraps an arm around your waist, hovering his lips over yours, “Yeah? promise?” You whine, your knees going weak as you feel the hard ridge of his cock press against your hip and you nod.

“Take me home, Del.”

He grins and in a fluid movement, wraps an arm around your knees and throws you over his shoulder. You shriek at the sudden movement, hitting his back, “Delsin! Put me down!”

He laughs, lightly swatting your ass as he starts towards your house. “Thought you wanted me to take you home, babe.” You lift your head with a yelp, your face burning as you catch Betty watching you from the entrance of the longhouse, a knowing smile on her face.

Delsin finally puts you down once you reach your home, leaning down to press a gentle kiss to your lips. You hum, pulling away with a soft nip to his bottom lip to unlock your door. He follows you in and crowds you against the door the minute it closes. “Can I help you?” You say, looking up at him innocently.

He rolls his eyes, tangling his fingers in your hair, “You’re a little brat, you know that?”

You bite your lip, “Maybe you should do something about it then, Daddy.” Best part about fucking your best friend? You know everything they’re into. He chokes on a moan and tightens his grip on your hair, forcing your head back with a swift tug. You let out a quiet moan, a smile growing on your lips.

Delsin drags his nose over your cheek, murmuring into your ear, “Careful sweet boy, you may know my weaknesses but I know yours, too.” He drags his free hand over your stomach, slowly making his way into your pants, “Don’t act like calling me daddy doesn’t make you wet.” His fingers find your clit and you let out a quiet gasp, your hips tilting to meet his touch. He smirks and slowly circles your clit, “Go on, babe, say it again.”

You whine, gripping his forearm tightly, “Daddy.”

He pouts mockingly, pushing his hand deeper into your underwear so he can sink his fingers into you, “Yeah, baby? Y’like Daddy touching you?” Delsin kisses your cheek, rutting his hips forward so you can feel his hard length through his jeans. You moan and tug his beanie off, throwing it god knows where as you tangle your fingers into his hair to pull him down for a kiss.

“Fuck me, Delsin.”

He pretends to think about it, a mockery of a pensive look on his face as he continues to pump his fingers into you. He presses you harder against the door, whispering teasingly in your ear, “Maybe later, don’t want to reward bad behavior now, do I?” You whine desperately, leaning up to catch his lips in a kiss and he forces your head back again, “Say sorry, sweet boy, promise to be good and I’ll fuck you.”

You let out a sob, tears burning your eyes, “Please, I’m sorry, I’ll-I’ll be good I promise.” You shudder as he curls his fingers inside, “Fuck! Please, I promise, please fuck me.”

He hums and presses his forehead against yours. “How could I say no to such pretty begging? Cum on my fingers and then I’ll fuck you like you deserve, yeah? Cum on Daddy’s fingers.” He finds your clit with his thumb, and you squeeze your eyes shut with a loud whine, falling apart on his fingers.

“Yeah, there we go, just like that, baby.” You start to shake, your hands gripping his shoulders to steady yourself as your legs go weak, nearly buckling under you. Delsin pulls his fingers out and he wraps an arm around your waist to support you.

He sucks your wetness off his fingers with a moan that makes you turn red, burying your face into his vest with an embarrassed whine, “Delsin, don’t do that!”

Delsin looks at you with a grin and leans down, pressing a gentle kiss to the corner of your mouth, “Why not, babe? I’ll have my mouth on that sweet little pussy at some point, what’s wrong with me having a little taste?”

You whine into his chest with a shake of your head, “No one’s ever… y’know. S’gross, isn’t it?”

He scoffs, “Guess I’ll just have to change your mind.” He picks you up by your waist, urging your legs around his hips as he moves toward your bedroom.

Delsin dumps you onto the bed, kneeling between your legs as he tugs your pants down. You press your thighs closed as your pants hit the floor, overcome with shyness. He tuts running his hands over your thighs, “C’mon sweet boy, let Daddy see.” You whine, burying your face in your hand as you let him ease your legs open, the warmth from his palms causing shocks to race up your spine.

Delsin sighs happily, trailing soft kisses over your thighs, “There’s my sweet boy, all wet and needy for me.” He hooks your knees over his elbows, pulling you closer to the edge of the bed as his kisses trail closer to your core, “Don’t worry, Daddy’ll take care of you.” You squeak at the first touch of his tongue to your cunt, clenching the blankets beneath you in your fists. He swirls his tongue around your clit and electricity shoots up your spine, causing you to throw your head back with a moan.

He hums, digging his fingers into your thighs as he works his tongue over your pussy, moaning as the taste of you fills his mouth. You drop an arm over your eyes, arching into his mouth with a soft cry, the first licks of another orgasm already building in your core. You grind your cunt against his mouth, any thoughts of embarrassment flying out of your head as his lips seal around your clit.

Delsin pulls a hand away from your thigh to grab the arm covering your eyes, pinning it against the bed. He pulls his mouth off your cunt to look up at you, “Look at me babe, let me see those pretty eyes when I make you cum.” You whine but prop yourself up on your shaky forearm, face staining pink as you see his lips and chin glisten with your slick.

He presses his tongue against your clit, keeping eye contact as he expertly pulls another orgasm out of you. You cum with a gasped moan of “Daddy”, thighs clenching around his head, your eyes never leaving his. Delsin gently licks you through your orgasm, stopping after you slump back against the bed.

He makes his way up your body, placing soft kisses over each inch of revealed skin until he reaches your lips. He kisses you gently, pushing his tongue into your mouth and you moan, tasting yourself on it. He pulls away with a deep breath as you reach between your bodies to gently palm his hard length through his jeans.

You give him a tired grin, “Do I get to be fucked now?”

He snorts, nudging his nose against yours before pecking your lips. “You mean two orgasms wasn’t enough? My, aren’t you greedy, sweet boy.”

You giggle and bite your lip, flicking the button of his jeans open so you can push your hands into his boxers. Delsin lets out a shaky breath when your hand meets the heated skin of his cock. You kiss his cheek and speak into his ear, starting to slowly stroke his cock, “Maybe I want to see you cum too, ever think about that?” His head drops to rest against your collarbone, letting out a quiet moan against your skin.

You squeeze the base of his shaft before slipping your hand out of his pants, smiling at the whine that spills out of him. You awkwardly wiggle out of your shirt beneath him before turning your attention to him, pushing his vest off his shoulders, “Wanna see you, Del, all of you.” 

He helps you get his hoodie off with shaky hands, leaning down to capture your lips in a passionate kiss as he pushes his jeans and boxers off his hips. He settles back between your thighs and you moan at the touch of his bare skin against yours.

Rocking his hips forward, Delsin lets out a broken moan as his cock glides through your folds, hissing out a quiet “fuck” as the tip catches on your entrance. You whine and tilt your hips, sinking down onto the first inch of his cock.

He clenches his fists as he slowly pushes his hips forward, taking a deep breath when he bottoms out. You wiggle your hips impatiently and he chokes on a gasp, pinning your hips against the bed, “fuck, babe, if you do that I’m gonna cum.”

You pout and he chuckles, leaning down to brush his lips against yours, “Thought you wanted to get fucked, sweet boy.” He rolls his hips with a shudder, “Wanted to take my time with you but-“ He rolls his hips again with a loud moan, “fuck, your pussy just feels too good.”

You tilt your head back with a gasp, “Don’t care, just fuck me, Del.”

He hums, fucking into you with shallow thrusts, keeping his cock sheathed inside you as much as possible, “That’s not what you were calling me a second ago. Who am I, sweet boy?”

You moan loudly, digging your fingers into his shoulders, “D-Daddy.”

Delsin groans and presses his body tight against yours, his thrusts picking up speed, “Again, say it again.” He begs between gasps, cupping your jaw.

“Da- fuck! Daddy!” You cry out as his cock finds your g-spot, your eyes finding his face in the haze of pleasure. “C-cum in me. Cum in m- fuck! Cum in me, please!”

He chokes and crushes his lips against yours, his hips stuttering as the dam breaks and fills you with his release. You lazily trace shapes across his back as you share slow kisses, a comforting silence settling between you.

[6rookie-writer0110]

Last Week

Delsin Rowe x Male reader

Request - Delsin rowe x conduit!male reader request. It’s Christmas time and also after the events of the game (good ending and reggie is fine!!) Delsin and reader fell in love over the course of the game. And Delsin is talking about how he wishes there was more snow. So the reader goes “i got it!”

Delsin went to your apartment for movie night and just hang out. You always smile more when he is around and he does the same thing.

“I got the movie. So you definitely say ‘I saw the movie top gun” Delsin smiled.

“You are so dramatic. You should have been an actor” You said.

You told him you never saw the movie Top Gun which came out in 1986. He got the movie and it was his idea to have a movie night and you said yes.

You are making spaghetti and chicken, while Delsin is telling facts about the movie.

“Y/n, check this out,” Delsin said.

He wanted to show you a video on his phone. You stepped away from the stove and you watch the video with him, it's a funny animal video. Then the smoke comes from the kitchen and the food is burnt. The spaghetti and chicken are badly burned and you used your ability water to stop the fire

“Good thing it didn't get worse,” Delsin said.

“Yeah, but the food is badly burnt,” You said.

“Sorry, I distracted you with the video” Delsin said.

“It’s okay. Wanna have dinner at the mall? They opened a new place to eat” You said.

Delsin smiled. “Yeah, we can have dinner at the mall”

You and Delsin head to the mall, then got on the line to order the food with Delsin. Christmas music starts to play and you see him getting annoyed.

“What?” You asked.

“I'm tired of hearing this song. They have been playing it since November 1st” Delsin said.

He is talking about the song ‘All I Want for Christmas Is You’ by Mariah Carey.

“We can't escape the song,” You said and start to laugh.

He starts to laugh also. You and Delsin are liking the food and he starts to talk about why he likes Top Gun.

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Delsin went with you to buy a Christmas tree and other stuff. Back at your apartment, Delsin helped you set up the tree. Now you two start to put the decorations on it

“So... Are you going to bring a date to the party?” Delsin asked.

“I'm not sure. What about you?” You said.

“I want to ask this guy but I’m not sure if he would say yes,” Delsin said

“I think you should take a chance,” You said.

“Maybe...” Delsin said.

Earlier, you baked Christmas cookies and you take them out of the oven. But Delsin wanted the cookies now, and he didn't wait for them to cool down. He starts to eat them fast but he is burning his mouth and you're laughing.

“Slow down, I won't it take away from you” You laughed.

“I like my cookies hot” Delsin smiled.

You give him a glass of milk then you start to eat the cookie. Later, you and Delsin finish decorating the tree and the living room.

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Cole told Delsin why you're in the hospital and he went to see you. The window is open and you see Delsin come through the window.

“Nice entrance,” You said.

“Thanks. How are you feeling? Cole told me what happened. And I got this for you” Delsin said.

He bought you a get-well teddy bear and you think it's cute.

“Thanks. I'm a little sore but the medication is helping. I will be here for a few days,” You said.

“I did something for you. Come out here” Delsin smiled.

He helped you get out of the medical bed. He helped you get on the roof, across the hospital there is another building. He did a mural for you and he is smiling at you.

“Wow, it's amazing,” You said.

“Thanks. I thought it would cheer you up, Y/n” Delsin said.

“Saying thank you is not enough,” You said.

You and Delsin stare at each other, he leans in and you feel his lips on your lips. He starts to kiss you and he put his hand on your cheek.

“Y/n, I wanted to kiss you for so long,” Delsin said

“Me too. I always had a crush on you” You said.

“I feel the same way. Maybe... Maybe you want to be my boyfriend?” Delsin said.

You kiss him back and smiled.

“Yes, I will be your boyfriend,” You said.

“Cool,” Delsin smiled.

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You are feeling much better, you and Delsin went to see the others. You and Delsin surprised everyone when they saw you hold his hand. Delsin was proud to tell everyone that you are his boyfriend and he can't stop smiling.

Everyone goes outside to watch the snowfall.

“Finally, we get snow,” You said.

“Wish there was more snow,” Delsin said.

“I got an idea,” You said.

“What is it?” Delsin asked.

“Just watch,” You said.

He watches your eyes change colors and you made more snowfall. He starts to smile and everyone is happy with more snow.

“Y/n, this is great!” Delsin smiled.

He gave you a peck on the lips and you can't stop smiling. Now you and Delsin have a snowball fight with the others, everyone is having fun.

You watched him play with the kids, they start to chase him. Delsin fell and you start to laugh and the kids cover him in snow.

“Y/n, help they are trying to kill me!!” Delsin yelled.

The kids laugh and they keep covering him with snow. You couldn't stop laughing and you take a picture with your phone. But you did help him stand up. Later, you make a snowman with the kids and Delsin tries to make a bigger snowman than you, he is cocky about it.

Much later, Delsin goes to your apartment. He is making hot chocolate while you put extra blankets on the couch. You and Delsin want to watch a Christmas movie but haven't picked one yet. He starts to talk about he thinks Die Hard the movie is a Christmas movie. While the movie, you and Delsin started kissing each other and didn't pay attention to the movie.

[sucker-for-yanderes]

Bad Influence (Pt 1)

Delsin Rowe x reader. Shitty bad karma Delsin corrupting you slowly making you his every step of the way.

Contains: perverted Delsin who has a corruption kink, vandalism, implied sexual behavior, reader is a goody two shoes coming from a toxic overprotective household.

"Hey~ Look at you seems you got the hang of it pretty quick" He spoke as he emerged from the alleyway with two spray paint cans in hand, tossing you one with his signature half-smirk

He was a stranger you came across on your way home from ballet some months ago, you two had grown close over time as he would walk you home most nights. He's the type of man your mother warned you of; his bad influence rubbed off on you the longer you spent with him.

You didn't hate it - not one bit.

Giggling, you finish off your masterpiece proudly. "It's all thanks to you. You know, you make a good teacher."

Delsin's smirk grew a bit larger as he watched yours, his deep brown eyes taking in everything from your locks of hair to the colorful spray paint you were using. His gaze was sharp, his focus completely locked onto yours.

"Teaching? Now that's a new one… Usually, it's just bad influence"

You let out another giggle and then proceed to blush when both of your eyes meet. He's so handsome he makes you feel weak when you're around him. Like you'd burst any moment.

And that's just what he wanted. Delsin's powers of persuasion and charm up til this point would finally be enough to get you all tangled up in your emotions, no, rather in his web. Your cute and innocent nature made you the perfect target.

His lips contorted into a sly smile that he was unable to hold back as he walked up closer to you, his eyes trailing up your frame "How about you put that down and let me show you some real influence."

Goosebumps covered your arms as the space between the two of you seemed to quickly close. The grin that crossed his face was full of mischievous amusement, his eyes flickering down to your lips for a moment before returning back to your eyes. And before you knew it, Delsin's strong hands cupped your face and his mouth quickly locked with yours. The kiss was as passionate as it was intense, it felt like he was devouring you.

And, of course, your phone began screaming annoyingly. Delsin had slapped your hand away and reached into your pocket himself. It was your dad calling. He knew about Delsin and you, and let's just say he didn't approve... He probably had that parental instinct that you were with him right now. Delsin tossed your phone into the grass nearby and you didn't even care. All you cared about in this moment was being with the man in front of you. What you didn't care for was all of the screaming and borderline verbal abuse you'd get when you'd eventually arrive home.

Sure, he might seem like a bad influence, but he was the first person in your life to really understand you. The first person to actually listen to what you had to say. So, in other words, he was rocking your world. Every suffocating kiss with him felt like a breath of fresh air, and you couldn't live without that. It was like you depended on him, not realizing how attached you were.

Delsin knew all of this. Coming from a toxic household, he felt for you. It was like the two of you were destined to meet. And you're such a sweet person. You're probably the realest person he's ever met. The first person to love and support him. For that, he would never let you go. Whether you liked it or not.

Yeah, he is a bad influence. He's definitely the type to be a toxic ex boyfriend because he just would refuse to let you move on. So it's a good thing you have no objections to being with him, because otherwise... It wouldn't end so well. Meaning he would be intimidating every guy that dared to think he had a chance with you. He might even turn them to ash, completely obliterating them.

But for now, all he's focused on is becoming one with you. His main goal is being slowly accomplished with baby steps. Soon, he'll have you trained to get on your knees anywhere and anytime with his say so. You'll be his. 110% his.

The DUPs genuine reaction to getting obliterated by Delsin

A/N: Support the game if you can guys! It's seriously amazing and I'm gonna replay it again tomorrow with good karma this time. I think I'll probably write good karma Delsin in the future. But until then, I hope you guys enjoyed this lil story :p

[lleonsimp]

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Missing Posters

Delsin Rowe x Reader

delsin has a nightmare

tags: nightmares, reverse comfort, cuddling, fluff, minor injuries/minor burns

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you wake up to a swift yet halfhearted whack, whimpers and small distressed noises. "dell?" you yawn, voice filled with sleep. smoke fills your lung as you inhale, causing you to splutter. "delsin..!" you cough, gently shaking his shoulder. deslin jolts, smouldering hand grasping your wrist, making you gasp as your skin burns. "huh?" delsin sits up, blinking before realising. "shit-! are you alright, baby? i'm so sorry!" he panics, wafting smoke away as he gently grasps your hand, squinting to try and check your wrist for any serious injury.

"i'm okay, i'm okay." you soothe, slowly moving delsin back down onto the bed. "i'm sorry, i didn't realise..." he mumbles before being silenced by a gentle kiss. "i'm okay, dell. i promise." you reply, combing any loose hair from his face. delsin takes a few shaky breaths, pulling your hands to his face, feeling your presence.

"it's okay, dell. i'm here..." you whisper, thumb gently stroking his cheekbone as he eventually nods. "i'm good." he smiles, barely visible in the dim moonlight that filled the room. "was it about reg?" you ask, knowing he always had nightmares about his brother. "no... no, this was different." delsin grimaces, slipping his hands into yours, holding them tightly.

"wanna talk about it?" you offer, deciding to pull a hand from his to spread his hand out, tracing soft shapes over his palm. "it was uh... y'know one of those dreams that feel really real? like physical and stuff?" delsin asks, and you hum. "yeah, it was one of those... and uh- it was bad." you feel delsin shudder, and you can't help but frown at his discontent. "where did it start?"

"well, we were at home.., and i was in the other room, y'know? and these guys, d.u.p's, they broke in and i could just... feel that you were in danger-" he pauses taking a breath. "so, i ran through... but they had already taken you, and- no matter how fast i ran i couldn't catch up to their car... i eventually lost them." delsin's voice cracks a little and you sigh gently, giving his other hand a tight squeeze. "i'm here, i'm safe." you mumble, and he nods. "yeah... it just felt so real... i just- i can't lose you too." delsin whispers, sniffling slightly.

"i'm not going anywhere, dell. i promise." you shuffle a little closer, letting his arms engulf you in a tight hug. "y'know i would never let those assholes take you, right? never again..." your boyfriend mumbles, nuzzling into your hair. "i know, delsin. i wouldn't let them get you either." you nod, squeezing his torso tightly, something he found comforting.

"they'd make a mistake coming for us... two hot conduits on the run, hell- we'd tear this damn city down if they tried anything again." delsin lets out a weak laugh. "this dream... do you think it has a meaning?" you mumble, and delsin hums. "i don't know... i've had ones like falling or drowning but... i don't know what this one meant." delsin responds, his fingers tracing gentle patterns over your shoulder. "have you been anxious lately? thinking about something in particular?" your questions make delsin think for a moment.

"i've been thinking about something..." he trails off, and you hum. "yeah, uh... it's stupid." your boyfriend laughs, and you roll your eyes. "i promise it's not." you yawn once more, and delsin hums. "i promise it is. it's about us..."

"oh?" you mumble, your own anxiety seeping in. "yeah... i've been thinking about how you've never really had a place to go... a place to call home.. and curdun cay-" "uh-huh?" he feels how you tense, hugging you tighter against himself. "well, i was thinking about you moving in with me..? we'd make a pretty good home- hell, we pretty much already have." delsin smiles nervously, awaiting your response. you think it over, unsure what to say.

"i'm just tired of not knowing where you are most nights... i- god it's stupid- but i want you here... i want you with me." he mumbles, and you let out a small breath. "dell... i-" "it's okay if you don't want to..!" "i would love to..." you cut him off, smiling at him. "wait, really?" delsin smiles back. "yeah.. living with you can't be too bad." you chuckle, and delsin laughs. "ow-! okay, i change my mind..." he jokes, squeezing you tightly as he gives you a kiss.

"feeling any better?" you ask, nudging your nose against his as your boyfriend kisses you again. "yeah... a lot better, thank you." delsin sighs, snuggling closer, his face nuzzling into yours. "good..." your reply is a comforting whisper, and delsin feels sleep pulling at him again. "sleepy?" you giggle, hooking a leg over his to pull him even closer. "noo, where'd you get that idea?" delsin jokes, one of his hands grasping your thigh to pull you even closer.

"oh, it's just one of my many premonitions." you tease back, deciding to run your fingers through his hair; massaging his scalp lovingly. "pshh- even your premonitions are wrong sometimes." he yawns, pressing his forehead onto yours. "mhm, sure. but this one, totally right." you laugh, hand coming to a stop upon his cheek. "you're so warm..." delsin practically moans, his arms squeezing your waist. "yeah, i've been leeching off of your abnormal heat." you tease, pressing a kiss to his lips.

"yeah, my power causes a lot of heat." he laughed, a few wisps of smoke seeping from his fingers. your fingers lock with his, and you kiss each of his fingers, letting him nestle closer. "i love you." you smile at his words, moving to smooch his knuckles. "i love you too, dell... and i promise, no one will take me, not again." you reply, and delsin smiles. "yeah. ride or die forever?

"forever."

[sirenfromthelostcity]

Speed Of Light

A/N: Soooooo I’ve finally finished this lil drabble i was working on for so fucking long. I feel pretty okay with how it came out, idk i had this idea in my mind for MONTHS and im just happy to finally have finished something. I hope y’all enjoy it! <33 

Words: 2k

You rub the back of your neck to soothe the ache of exhaustion as you finally exit your office building. As a journalist for the Seattle Times newspaper, long days aren’t out of the ordinary in your line of work but today certainly felt longer than most. Probably because you had to do a last minute favor for a coworker who suddenly fell ill. However you didn’t mind, especially now that the day is over. Well, almost over. 

Feeling the crisp Seattle air graze your face, you snuggle into your jacket as you continue to walk home. The sleek shine of the streets tells you it had previously rained mere minutes ago and you can’t help but admire the vibrancy of the city’s nightlife. The reflections of the neon street lights just pop out more after it rains. Despite how often it happens in this particular city, you never get tired of how cinematic it all appears. Before you reach the next block you hear a distinctly light humming noise. Your heart can’t help but flutter at the familiar sound and your mind immediately goes to a certain conduit friend. One that you’ve secretly longed to see again soon.

Your eyes instantly light up in simultaneous joy and surprise as none other than Delsin Rowe quickly materializes from scribbles of neon and successfully stops you in your tracks. 

“Hey gorgeous, miss m--” 

Without wasting any time in replying, you quickly throw your arms around the conduit, successfully capturing him in a bear hug. He releases a breathless grunt as the impact of your bodies colliding causes him to stumble back a few steps but his arms instinctively rise up to hug you back.

“I’ll take that as a yes,” he laughs, clearly pleased with your reaction. “If you’re gonna hug me like this every time I go away, maybe I should disappear more often.” 

“Oh shut up you- wait, what are you doing here?” you anxiously break the embrace. “I thought you were coming back next week. Is everything alright, are the Akomish okay?” 

“It’s okay, everything’s fine,” he nods as he subconsciously rubs your arms with his hands. “For once, everything is actually really good. Fortunately, I made it back before those stupid concrete daggers could make any permanent damage. The doctors said they’re gonna need some time to heal but they’re all gonna make a full recovery.”

“Oh my god, that’s fantastic!” you joyfully wrap your arms around his neck for another hug. Delsin chuckles at your enthusiasm, eagerly accepting your second hug. A hug that once again ends too soon as another question strikes your mind and you once again pull back. 

“Wait, then what are you doing here?”

“I could actually ask you the same thing,” he starts.”It’s pretty late, I was thinking I’d find you at home by now.”

“I definitely would’ve been home had my executive editor not called out sick and had I not been asked to step in for said editor for todays meeting. Been stuck in there all day. It just wrapped up a few minutes ago.” 

“Sounds like you had a long day.”

“Very long day,” you agree. 

“Well then, allow your friendly neighborhood, super powerful, and devilishly handsome looking conduit to aid your troubles.”

“That is an awful mouthful,” you laugh. “Do you honestly say all that regularly? Especially that ‘devilishly handsome’ part.”

“Pfft, as if people really need a reminder.”

“Your groupies certainly don’t.”

 He laughs at your allusion to his fanclub members, the ever so enamored Rowe-matics. 

“I gotta admit, it is nice to have such a positive and dedicated fanbase.”

“Oh yeah, I bet,” you roll your eyes. 

“Ooh, is someone jealous?” 

You can hear the smirk on his face before you even see it and scoff, “Screw you, Rowe.”

“Aww come on, (Y/N) don’t be like that. You know you’re still my number one girl,” he winks at you as he nudges your arm. “Alright then let me prove it, let me give you a lift home. It’s late and you’ve said it yourself, you’re tired.” 

You briefly debate the offer and you notice a major contingency with Delsin’s offer. 

“Wait, you don’t even drive. How exactly were you planning on taking me home?”

“Well, I did say lift, didn’t I?” 

Your brows narrow in confusion whereas Delsin just stares at you with a mischievous grin. As if he’s just waiting for it to hit you.

And then it does.

“No.”

“Come on, just-”

“No, no thanks,” you begin to walk ahead of him but he quickly follows suit and stops in front of you.

“Wow, of all things, I did not know you were afraid of heights.”

“I am not afraid of heights. I am, however, afraid of dying,” you clarify. 

“You’re not gonna die,” he rolls his eyes at your exaggeration. “Besides, don’t you trust me?”

“Seriously you’re gonna quote Aladdin now?”

Delsin narrows his eyebrows, “He didn’t say that.”

“Yes, he did.”

“No, he didn’t. I’m pretty sure he said, ‘Do you trust me?’”

“Oh. Well what you said was pretty close …. What if it doesn’t work?” 

“What do you mean? Why wouldn’t it work?” 

“Well, I’m not a conduit so what if, like, I don’t know, my molecules won’t blend with the neon or something and you can’t actually carry me?”

“Only one way to find out, right?”

You give Delsin a curiously pensive look and he immediately knows he, at the very least, has you tempted at the idea. Yet he still senses some hesitance.

“Look,” he approaches you and gently holds your hands in his, “I’m not gonna let anything happen to you. I didn’t then and I won’t now.” 

Your eyes briefly go to your hands then back to his face and you reflect on his words. You begin to remember when the DUP had tried to detain you. They claimed you were a carrier of the conduit gene. Having not been tested before, you didn’t know if their claim was true or not but the timing was awfully convenient. At the time, you had been reporting on the DUP’s martial law and pointing out the lies the media had been spreading about the escaped conduits, now your friends Fetch and Euguene. You were reporting the truth and working on exposing Augustine’s propaganda. Therefore, you were considered a threat. If it weren’t for Delsin intervening and freeing you, along with the other detainees, who knows for how long you could’ve been locked away. 

That was the start of your friendship and partnership in getting the DUP out of Seattle and exposing Augustine. Your friendship with Delsin is a relationship that you deeply value and don’t want to ruin. Therefore you’ve decided long ago that you simply won’t ruin it. Even if it means hiding how you truly feel.

“So, what do you say?” he pauses. 

A smile slowly forms on your face as you utter your response

“Yes.”

“Atta girl,” he smirks. 

“Yeah whatever,” you nervously chuckle. “So, how are we doing this?”

“Well I was just thinking…”

He turns around and lowers himself and beckons you to climb onto his back.

“Oh man,” you sigh before climbing onto his back which admittedly feels both strange and exciting. “This is one hardcore piggy-back ride.”

You can feel the vibrations of his laugh reverberate through his body as you securely wrap your arms around him. 

“Delsin, you better not fucking drop me,” you half joke.

“Believe me I am not letting you go,” he comfortingly rubs your forearm with his thumb. “If you really think about it, my clothes aren’t made from conduit fibers yet they definitely don’t dissolve or fall off. I think this could really work.”

“Have you thought about this before?”

“Once or twice,” he gives you a side grin. “Ready?”

You nervously sigh, “Fuck it. I’m ready.”

“Hold  tight.”

You barely have time to process at which exact moment Delsin takes off but the momentum makes you automatically hold on tighter. You shut your eyes in fear and anticipation of a hard fall but it never comes. Upon finally opening your eyes the fear is immediately replaced with amazement and adrenaline. 

Never did you think you’d actually be able to experience powers like Delsin’s and now you’re struggling to even find a way to accurately describe just how exhilarating it is. Surprisingly, you can still see exactly where you’re going just at a much, much faster rate. It feels like you’re running on air and you can’t help but exuberantly laugh when Delsin makes such high and wide jumps. Delsin laughs with you, making it hard to  tell who’s enjoying the ride the most. 

Delsin suddenly comes to a stop on the rooftop of your apartment building and your legs wobble as they adjust to walking on a solid surface again.

“Oh my god, that was amazing! Is that what it feels like when you do that?! Everything was so fast and bright! And the jumping! God, I’ve never felt anything like that before. Except maybe on rollercoaster rides but also no, they definitely cannot compare to this, this was so much more fun!” 

You turn to look at a chuckling Delsin with a bright smile on your face and pure adoration in his eyes as he watches your reaction.

“I’m rambling aren’t I?”

“Yeah, a bit,” he shrugs. “But don’t worry it was totally cute”

“Pffft, cute is my specialty,” you jest. 

“No argument there,” he winks. “And I told you I wouldn’t drop you.” 

“You did. Thank you for the ‘lift’ of a lifetime. Seriously, that was just … fucking amazing.” 

“Anytime. I’m definitely not opposed to doing that with you again.”

“I’m already looking forward to the next time,” you giggle, overlooking the city of Seattle below you. “Damn, this is a really nice view.”

“I dunno, I think mine’s way better.”

You turn to him and see that he’s just looking at you. 

You.

 You’re the view. 

“Do you ever take a day off?”

“Well, I was gone for almost a full week. And with those hugs you gave me, you can’t say you didn’t miss me.”  

“Okay fine, yeah maybe I did miss you just a teeny bit,” you gesture with your fingers. 

“Yeah, right,” he scoffs into a laugh. “You missed me, say it, I wanna hear it.” 

“Only if you say it first.”

“I can do you one better. I can show you.”

“How?”

“Do you trust me?” he smirks. “Okay now I’m quoting Aladdin.”

“Well to quote Jasmine, ‘yes, I do.’” 

“Close your eyes and let me know at any moment if you want me to stop.”

You silently nod and close your eyes as he said. You can feel his body approaching you before you can feel his touch, it’s as if all your senses are focused on him. He pauses for a moment, waiting and searching for any sign of discomfort or objection from you but he receives none and so he continues. He’s finally close enough to touch you and he starts first with a gentle stroke of your cheek with his right hand. You feel him leaning in and finally you feel his lips on yours. The kiss is slow at first but it deepens as your arms wrap around his neck and his hands find their way to your waist. 

You barely feel the first few droplets of rain graze your head but when the next drops become heavier you breakaway from the kiss. 

Delsin continues trailing kisses down your neck until he returns once more to your lips and you grin. 

“You know,” you say in between kisses, “we’re only a couple floors from my apartment and I believe it’s my turn to show you how much I’ve missed you.”

At that Delsin chuckles, “You don’t have to.”

“Okay, what if I want to?”

“Well, in that case who am I to deny you what you want?” he grins. 

“Hmmmm,” you feign thought, “can we get pizza too? I’m in the mood for pizza.”

“Anything you want, babe.” 

You and Delsin share one last kiss before you grab his hand and lead him to the elevator that eventually leads to your apartment.

[paintsplantspaws]

Ok y’all I have a serious question:

I’ve been thinking about writing an Infamous Second Son Fanfic with myself as a character.

However I have no idea if this is a good idea?. Am I going to get hate for this?

My biggest inspirations for this is @tamiisnthere and @gladii0lus . Special shout-out to them.

[ragingdumpsterfire]

Delsin swings his legs back and forth as he looks out on the city sprawled beneath your feet, curiosity and youthful defiance written on his face. He examines the street, gleeful over the lack of DUP patrols in this section of Seattle, a fact he proudly claimed was his work. You didn’t doubt it with the way he easily took up the mantle of “hero”. The two of you frequently came up to this billboard at night to take in the sights and sounds of a quietly bumbling city, sometimes huddled together under a shared coat when the rain softly fell. It was a long standing tradition ever since the two of you met all those years ago, and now you were both quietly taking in the late night, a comforting pause in the conversation.

The lanky figure next to you radiates heat, his shoulder that playfully bumps into yours sending waves of warmth soaking into your skin. Delsin was always like that, your own personal 6’3” ray of sunshine. The only difference now was that he always carried the scent of a day old campfire. You didn’t mind it, the way your clothes smelled like him after you entered your apartment and dropped your jacket. If he had been particularly friendly that day, you smelled like him too.

A burst of icy air comes over the rooftops, chilling you to the core. Without hesitation, and with a trace of familiarity, Delsin wraps a tattooed arm around you, pulling you close to him and enveloping you in that addictive heat. His fingers tenderly grip your shoulder without trepidation, as if they’d always belonged there. He doesn’t notice the way you look up at him, the way your heart beats a little too fast, the way your breath catches in your chest every time he smiles so brightly it could light up a room. The way you have to hold back from playing with the dark strands of hair that tumble over his eyes when he takes off his hat. The way you wonder what he looks like when he first wakes up, sleep still lingering in a tired grin. He doesn’t notice, but he still knows. It’s why he lets his pinky finger entwine with yours when your hands meet. It’s why he brings you up here, off of the city streets of the average citizen and into his world. It’s why he trusts you.

And it’s why, as you turn to gaze into his dark eyes, lips a breath away, he doesn’t pull back.

No, he doesn’t pull back, as his hand slides up to the back of your neck, fingers softly tangling in your hair. As his eyes flicker down to your lips.

He doesn’t pull back.

He dives in.

[pandoradoesotherstuff]

A/N: Happy early birthday to my beloved @astrandofgold/@ragingdumpsterfire/@leodoodlesstuff!! I hope this Delsin fluff lives up to your expectations and brings you some joy on your special day. 💙❤️💙❤️

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You wake up early to the sound of someone shuffling about your apartment and the kitchen cabinets banging. Which was weird because your roommate wasn't due back for a couple of days. You slip quietly out of bed and crack the door open a peek, relief flooding your body when you see the familiar red beanie of your boyfriend just over the edge of the counter.

You open the door silently, crossing your arms over your chest as you wait for him to notice you. He stands back up after a minute or two with a large plate in his hands and a bag of doughnuts clamped between his teeth. Delsin quickly sets them down when he notices you at last, a lopsided grin gracing his handsome features.

"Morning sweetness. I didn't wake you up, did I?"

"Only a lot." You tease before walking over and wrapping your arms around him, contentedly breathing in his natural smoke laced musky scent.

"Happy birthday." He says while hugging you tight and dropping a quick kiss to the top of your head.

"Thanks, all the better for seeing you. But what the hell are raiding my cabinets for at this time?"

"I wasn't raiding, I was preparing," he replies with faux innocence. "And besides, you interrupted me. But here." Delsin holds out a takeaway cup of coffee from your favourite place with what looks like "Desmond" scribbled on the side. He then tips the bag of doughnuts out onto the plate rather unceremoniously, sending powered sugar all over the countertop.

"Only the very best breakfast for my dearest side kick on their birthday."

You spend a fun morning with Delsin on the couch drinking coffee, eating the fresh still slightly hot doughnuts, goofing off, and talking about anything and everything in-between. Like how the tribe were doing, how Del almost gives Reggie a heart attack every other day, how your own latest art piece was coming along, and if you needed any more art supplies to help complete it.

You couldn't remember the last time you'd had such a pleasant birthday, and this was only the beginning of the day.

* * * * *

The rest of your day (until you meet Delsin later on in the evening) is spent doing whatever you want. You had the house to yourself with your roommate being gone, so you put on some of your favourite records from your extensive collection and relaxed with some gentle yoga before heading to your small art studio to work on some new portrait pieces. It was a blissful self-indulgent kind of day, and why not, after all, it's not like every day is your birthday!

Before you know it, it's time to get ready for the "big amazing super special birthday surprise" that Delsin has planned, whatever that is. You go for a long shower, making sure to take your time getting ready so you can look your absolute best for him. Picking out the clothes you know he likes best on you and gently applying his favourite scent on your skin.

You're adding the finishing touches when you hear a knock at the front door. Huh, he's early for once. You grab your keys as you make your way over, teasing words dying in your throat when you see how well your boyfriend has cleaned up. He wore a red checkered shirt, with a black waistcoat, black faded jeans that were ripped at the knees, and his usual sneakers. But the thing that surprised you most was that he wasn't wearing the red beanie that was usually glued to his dead. Instead, his chin length glossy black hair was down and loose, framing his face perfectly.

You open your mouth to say something, anything, but you can't say a single word, just staring at him open-mouthed. Delsin grins sheepishly, rubbing at the back of his head.

"Like what you see, sweetness?" He teases. You finally close your mouth, heat colouring your cheeks, eyes looking anywhere except at him with embarrassment.

"What do you think?" You mumble rhetorically, looking down at the floor.

"You're not looking so bad yourself." He pulls you in for a kiss before you can even say anything else. His lips catch yours sweetly, hands resting lightly on your hips as you taste coffee on his breath. You can't resist bringing your hands up to his hair, running your fingers through the silky strands. He finally pulls back, eyes a little darker as he looks down at you.

"We should get going before I change my mind".

You can't help but laugh as he grabs your hand and quickly leads you away.

* * * * *

You walk hand in hand with Delsin through the city as the sun starts to slowly sink in the sky, bathing everything in red and orange light. It was a fun journey, Del sharing heroic (and probably slightly exaggerated) stories of his escapades as "Banner man". After a short while you reach the ruins of the space needle, you can't help but look up in awe at the sheer size of it.

"Ready for a ride?" Delsin smirks.

"Huh?" You don't even get the chance to answer as he scoops you up immediately into his arms bridal style.

"Hold tight!" In a streak of smoke and light, your conduit boyfriend takes off, leaping from structure to structure, climbing higher and higher up the tower as you cling tightly around his neck. Giggling slightly hysterically all the while.

"Aaaand, we're here! You can quit strangling me now sweetness". Delsin gently sits you down, holding on to your waist as you try to stop the world from spinning. It was always something to travel by conduit speed.

You take a deep breath once you feel completely upright again and open your eyes. You're now standing on the large open platform at the top of the tower. The former DUP billboard has been painted over in all your favourite colours. It's bright and bold with a large elegant looping script that reads "happy fucking birthday!". Delsin takes hold of your hand gently, leading you over to a small round table set up with an intimate candlelight dinner for two.

"Del, I...-"

"-As much as I love to hear you praising me, this is only the beginning. So just hold that thought, alright?"

You playfully roll your eyes before his lips meet yours, silencing any other thoughts you may have had. His large hands pull your body in close to his, your arms coming up round his neck again, bodies swaying to music only you both can hear as your lips work together softly, telling silent secrets that only lovers know. Delsin pulls back with a soft expression that was only for you. Everything was always for you. He's looking at you like you're the only thing in existence, and for a moment, you believe it.

.......Until fireworks start going off nearby, breaking the spell.

You rest your forehead on his shoulder, laughing to yourself before turning to watch the show. They bang and pop loudly, exploding into flowers of bright neon colours in the night sky. Delsin kisses your cheek before resting his chin on your shoulder and wrapping his arms around you.

"Happy birthday sweetness".

[darling-i-read-it]

Halloween Drabbles Day 30

Delsin Rowe x reader

Prompt: Store decor

“If I see one more Christmas tree in a store window I’m going to kill someone,” Delsin muttered. The two of you were walking down the streets of Seattle, hand in hand. Halloween was still a couple of days away but Christmas decor was already in full swing.

“I wouldn’t say that so loud, considering your track record. You’re lucky they didn’t kick you out of Seattle completely,” you commented. He scoffed, swinging your arm back and forth dramatically. There were horror movie billboards up still, along with other Halloween festive things in the windows.

“I literally dont’ care. What are they gonna do, arrest me?”

“Yes.”

“My brother is...was a police officer. They wouldn’t.” You rubbed his hand with you thumb. It still hurt to talk about Reggie, you knew it did.

“You’re right. Go ahead and threaten murder all you want. I won’t be bailing you out of jail.”

“I just feel like you’re lying to me.”

“Yeah?’ How so.”

“You would bail me out. Life would be oh so boring without me,” he commented happily. You rolled your eyes.

“Delsin I’ll cut you loose and you can hang out here with the Christmas trees.”

“You won’t do that either.” You started to let go of his hand, letting your arm lay limp and he quickly brought your hand back. “Hey now, no need to test my theory.” You smiled cheekily and nudged him with your arm.

“Watch your tongue then Rowe.”

“Duly noted.”

[sincerly-kate]

For writing commissions, what fandoms do you write for? :3

Thanks for asking! Here's the list:

Video Games:

The Last of Us (Part 1 and 2)

Resident Evil Village

Infamous: Second Son

Detroit Become Human

Sally Face

TV shows:

Arcane

Supernatural

Sherlock (BBC)

Doctor Who

Law and Order: Special Victims Unit

Good Omens

Peacemaker

Falcon and the Winter Soldier

Merlin

Gotham

The Walking Dead

Scream (MTV Series)

Witcher

Brooklyn 99

Prodigal Son

Umbrella Academy

Daredevil

Punisher

Moon Knight

Mandalorian

Criminal Minds

Hannibal

Movies:

Marvel

Pirates of the Caribbean

X-men

Alice in Wonderland

John Wick

Star Wars

That's all I can think of off the top of my head, but in summary:

You name it, I can most likely do it! 💙

Thanks to everyone who's interested in helping me out, I truly appreciate it! 💙💙

-Kate

[defrostedwang]

jealous delsin/fetch?

I’m guessing this is Delsin/Fetch as a ship thing but I’m not entirely sure if it’s that or if you want pieces for both of them, so I’m going to do how they both act when they’re jealous so you can do with it as you please.

Delsin

When Delsin is jealous, he tries to act cool with it. He knows rationally that his s/o is a good person and would not think about two-timing him. He pushes down any concerns he has.

He doesn’t want to react poorly. He trusts his s/o. He doesn’t trust whoever’s talking them up... but he knows s/o has their head screwed on straight.

he can’t stop himself from getting upset, though. He tries, but he gets snippy really easily and he has to step away and get some fresh air. He doesn’t tell s/o that he’s upset because he doesn’t want them to think that he wants to find a problem with it or that it’s their fault in any way.

He is this way until somebody makes an obvious move on his s/o. Then he’s done with blaming himself. He doesn’t snap, or start any fights... but he is very, very quick to wrap an arm around s/o, say something cute and domestic, and kiss their cheek.

They always know exactly why he’s doing this, because he doesn’t normally act that way, it’s very showy- but they don’t really mind, because they know it’s only coming from the part of him that wants so badly to protect them.

Fetch

Fetch doesn’t do any of that coy shit when she’s jealous. When her s/o has been getting too friendly with somebody, she comes right out and says it. Her standards aren’t ridiculous. She doesn’t get upset at her s/o having hot female friends or liking girls’ pictures. She’s okay with that.

But she’s absurdly good at reading body language, and when there is electricity there, she knows it without fail.

She always starts the conversation when she gets home, sitting down on the porch or by an open window, lighting a cigarette, and saying so tell me how you feel about this ___ person.

When s/o hears that, they know they either fucked up, or that somebody was hitting on them and they had no clue.

If s/o denies all of it, Fetch will get hissy and pissy real quick. She doesn’t yell, she doesn’t get aggressive, but it is definitely easy to tell that she’s upset. her accent gets stronger, too.

She’s not mad about what happened. She knows there’s a logical explanation. She’s mad that s/o won’t just own up.

In the end, they usually make up quickly (in a physical way 👀) and all is forgiven. Fetch gets mad fast but she lets it go easy and hardly ever holds a grudge. Just make sure to mention that you’re in a committed relationship next time you talk to that person.