#Emmerich x Reader

[loveandfictionforall]

I saw you write for Dragon age Inquisition, would you also write for Veilguard?

Actually I would write for Veilguard but since I am still playing the game, I would hope that nobody spoilers me about it 😂 I’m like halfway through nearly. Nonetheless, I will write for Veilguard.

[angymonzon]

Separates under the cut plus an extra and more info!

So, I drew this instead of working on the fanfic that this is supposed to go along with! So for some context, it’s an Otasune x reader story, but in this the idea is that for Christmas reader is out for the week with their family, Dave was forced to go on his annual Disney World trip, and Hal stayed alone in their shared apartment.

PS. This fic is set in modern times, so phones, duh, and also alternative universe vibes, so Eli and Dave are fraternal twins!!

[sailorsenshishitposter]

Otacon x Reader

Warning

Highly cursed at the halfway point. Spoilers for End of Evangelion and I wouldn't recommend that sane people watch it just to try to understand what the hell is going on. Yes there are parts where people turn into orange liquid followed by screams and upbeat happy music about suicide. Also do not look up the hospital scene for this movie (which it is infamous for). You have been warned.

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Otacon

Your smash main is Snake, you're a weeb or you fall in love easily and are used to being hurt by others.

First Date:

None. This man is busy raising a child with Snake.

Second Try:

The two of you meet on a fan board and quickly exchange numbers. Soon he invites you over to his house for a date. You asked where he lived but he said he would prefer to pick you up. You wait outside until you feel what seems to be an earthquake. You go to run but then you look into the sky. "IS THAT A GIANT ROBOT!" The "vehicle" pulls up and sure enough, Otacon is waiting for you. "Good evening. You look wonderful..." He then handed you a bouquet of flowers and you came inside.

Man, he really was an otaku. His home consisted of a bedroom that was really more like a storage space, a bathroom and a kitchen. "Make yourself comfortable, I'm going to bring some refreshments." You looked around for a spot to sit down, his room being like that one photo of Yoshihiro Togashi but notably much cleaner. The walls were stacked from the floor to the ceiling. You would have to tell your date that piracy was also an option. Most of it was just anime so you knew better than to touch it.

There was a small CRT and just about every console you could think of. Even the bad ones.At the far end of the room was a computer. You didn't really understand how that stuff worked but you figured his setup must be very expensive since all you had was Windows 95. You saw a purple creature on the desktop. "What's a bonzi buddy?

"You then noticed that Hal had come back. "I brought you a bento and some pocky. Only the best for my little waifu." He then blushed and turned the television off. "Sorry. I forgot that I was playing Policenauts on my Saturn earlier.."He then asked Alexa to play his spotify playlist which consisted of nothing but Hatsune Miku.

After you were finished eating, he took you by the hand. "Allow you to show you my prized collection." He brought you to his glass stand filled with various figures. It had a little bit of everything. Transformers, all the Gundams, some Code Geass. Even this weird one he called Zone of the Enders? "Yeah, I'm a huge fan!" He then looked around to see if the almighty Mr. Kojima was watching."

But this... This is my favorite." It was a giant build of EVA 01. "I never knew you liked Evangelion..." He then pulled out a copy of End of Evangelion. "Would you like to watch it with me? I have the renewal edition..." You gazed into his eyes and kissed him. "Wow..." He then turned on his hello kitty DVD player and inserted the disc.

The two of you started frenching during the komm susser tod sequence. You began to stroke him while the lyrics "It all returns to nothing" played. "Looks like someone's snake is solid..." He then thought to himself while the screams of those being turned into orange juice could be heard. "It's just like one of my Japanese amines!" You gave one final pull, yelling "It all CUMS TUMBLING DOWN, TUMBLING DOWN, TUMBLING DOWN"

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Having finished, Hal shut off his VR machine. Ever since David had left him to go on a date with a woman, he hadn't felt the same. He thought back to when he asked him if love could bloom on the battlefield and then started to sob into his arm. "WHY DOES EVERYONE I LOVE LEAVE ME!?" Little did Snake know but Otacon had created a program where he could be with him in a dating sim. He would later sell it on steam and become as rich as Snake did from the fortnite cameo, bringing him into the spotlight. They would later get back together and become the ultimate power couple.

[yandereunsolved]

this is coming from someone with heavy sensory issues, I could definitely see a few of the mgs yanderes being asses and using it against a darling who has them (cough cough ocelot, cough cough liquid, maybe john too but i think he'd do it unintentionally at first)

Oh, yes. Like yes. They would.

And having sensory issues is like hell on Earth. So Ocelot, Liquid Snake, and Liquid Ocelot are three yanderes that will absolutely abuse this knowledge for their own gain.

Naked Snake? Yes, unintentionally at first. I imagine he doesn't understand what sensory issues are.

Some other mgs yanderes I imagine would use sensory issues against their darling are: Solidus Snake, Volgin, Psycho Mantis, Huey Emmerich, Senator Armstrong, Monsoon, and Sundowner.

Each with their own respective purposes and methods.

[jessicafangirl]

Okay fellow Emmbitches. I have had a hot and bothersome fluffy fic idea in my head for our beautiful Necromancer and an OC (not Rook I know the horror.). I’m still working on my vampire Volkarin but this won’t shut up.

And as I wrote this I had another idea strike me. God damn it.

Anyway should I get this one shot done and out of my system or get chapter 3 of Building a Mystery out?

[eleanorblythe]

My Eclectic Collection of Writings

Romantic Homicide - No Country for Old Men - Anton Chigurh x Original Female Character - COMPLETE

Wicked Game - Dragon Age: The Veilguard - Emmrich Volkarin x Original Female Character (Rook) - WIP

Emmrich Grave Gold headcanon.

Links to Ao3 with author notes/translations etc

Tumblr master post for Romanic Homicide - here

Tumblr master post for Wicked Game - here

Any comments/feedback is always welcome, just please be kind! I’m fragile

[hueyemmerichsbabygirl]

Feel free to ignore this post... just speaking my mind for once

Guys one thing, you dislike Huey Emmerich? That's great! But honestly? Don't bother people with your opinion when they don't want to hear it and comments like "finish MGSV first" or "get help" have to stop..., just to clearify I finished MGSV back when it got released and finished it again not too long ago on stream and my opinion on Huey didn't change since I started liking him in 2016. (Meaning I was around 15-16 years old back then and yes I might have Issues that need to be helped upon but liking Huey Emmerich ain't one of them) Huey might not be a "sweet" character like his son Hal is and well Huey is definietly hella flawed, but yet again just like Hal, he's a fictional character. So why can't we all accept that we all adore different fictional characters for our own reasons, no matter who that character is and what flaws they got? Because in the end they're only fictional characters meaning they're not real....

TW: Death? Down below But there's one more thing I don't understand tbh. if you dislike Huey so much, why click on a fanfic about him? Especially when it states "Huey Emmerich x Reader"? What did y'all expect me to write? A fanfic where the reader murders him for killing Strangelove in a sick way of revenge? Like damn I could even write a fanfic like that too but I'd rather not. TW: ends here

I apologize for ranting but I'm so tired of all this madness of hate against Huey fans and well I had to get my head clear somehow. Oh and tbh? I don't want any discussion on this, let's keep it all friendly here okay?

[zul-lwsy]

PEOPLE NEED FANFICS

People = me

I read em all

Somebody, write more

I will consume everything

[bekaroth-reads]

SnakexReaderxHal

You made your way through the hall, stepping as lightly as you could as you went. This was a dangerous mission with a high chance of failure, and you didn't like to think about what would happen if you were caught. It wasn't uncertainty that made you try your hardest to be unnoticed, but the knowledge of exactly what would happen if you failed. You got to a corner and peeked around it slightly to be sure you were still alone. When you were sure that this was the case the sneaked into the room. Looking around all the cabinets and drawers as quietly as you could became more and more stressful the longer it took. You were almost certain that your goal was in here, but perhaps it had been moved? Either way, the longer you were here the more at risk you were at being discovered. Right as you were about to call it quits and look somewhere else, you found the payload. "Got it!" You hummed triumphantly.

"Lost it." a gruff voice behind you chuckled as the bag of candy in your hand was yanked away. "Snaaaake!" You whined as you threw your head back in frustration. "Come on, kid. You know we all said we were going to try to eat healthier." Snake scolded as he placed the bag back into the draw you found it in. You would try to remember where it was, but you knew that it would probably get moved again. "You aren't even supposed to be awake right now! Go back to bed!" You grumbled as you turned and leaned against the counter. "Says the person I caught sneaking into the kitchen at three in the morning." He chuckled as he leaned on the counter next to you. When you didn't speak, much less look at him, Snake leaned in closer. "Come on... Don't be a grouch. It's just for one more week." You still didn't say anything and he shook his head, a smile on his face the whole time.

The two of you looked at the doorway to the kitchen when there was the sound of squeaking floorboards. A tired-looking Hal was standing there giving you both a questioning and slightly frustrated look. He must have just rolled out of bed because he didn't even have his glasses on; how he made it down the dark hallway without killing himself was pretty miraculous. "What are you two doing?" He slurred more than said. Snake looked over to you. "Yeah, what are we doing? How 'bout you tell him." He teased. "Oh, shut up!" You groaned. "Look," Hal started as he rubbed his eyes, "I'm tired, I know the two of you are tired, and the longer we stand out here and talk it could wake up Sunny. So, can we please, please, go to bed?" With a deep sigh you gave a simple, "Yeah." and Snake hummed in agreement. As the three of you started to head back to your room, Hal held you back a bit. "He found the kitchen stash, huh?" You gave a little nod. "We still have the one in the lab though." Hal gave a quiet laugh and kissed your forehead.

When the three of you got to the bedroom, Snake asked, "So, how are we gonna sleep this time?" Without missing a beat Hal groaned, "Me in the middle. Alaska is cold!" The other two of you agreed to that, and you all got into bed. Snake and you were both resting your arms across Hal, who fell asleep almost as soon as his head hit the pillow. Snake found your hand with his and held it; gently running his thumb along it. "Still mad at me?" He whispered as he tried to lift his head slightly to look over Hal and at you. "No, I knew you'd find it eventually." You snickered, now too tired to stay grouchy with him. "Yeah... I'll deal with it tomorrow. That and the one Hal has in the lab." He chuckled and laid his head back down, "Not if I get there first." you teased, and he responded by squeezing your hand lightly. "Not if I make sure you stay here." You knew that meant he would keep a death grip on your hand the whole night. "You're a bastard." You huffed. "Love you too, kid." He chuckled back.

[loveandfictionforall]

Can someone please send me some nice requests for Dragon Age? I don’t care if it’s for Veilguard or Inquisition, I just want to read some interesting requests 😩

Also if someone has some fics to recommend of any fandom I write for and has a female character as protagonist: Please hit me up! 🫠

There are no fics I haven’t read 😭 I went through so many Dragon Age fics and I’m on withdrawal because I know all the recent ones 😭Please help a poor girl out 🥺😂

[danddymaro]

Addiction | Old Snake x Reader

An Ending to MGS4 that ends in happiness for our good boi Snake

Fixed/Edited

BTW: Let’s shift the events around and pretend he went to go talk to Big Boss Before Meryl's wedding.

Thoughts are italics in quotations = 'Example'

Flashbacks are in italics = Example

Word Count:  2225

Addiction

From betwixt the snug place of his lips, the smoke in which he took pleasure from was snatched, aggressively pulled out in a single motion,

"Snake," A familiar male's voice said in a harsh whisper, sounding frustrated and disappointed all together, "Just what in the world do you think you're doing!?" Otocon added with the same tone of exasperation.

Silently, Snake's blue eyes drifted right to see the bespeckled brunette male giving him a half-hearted glare, his entire expression full of annoyance as he glared onto the man that seemed many years older than what he truly was.

"You know you shouldn't be smoking," Hal said while shaking his head in the same disapproval, making sure to exaggerate a low dragged out sigh, "Honestly...Snake, you'd think that at least today you'd make an exception." He added.

'Today...' David started, 'Today is a special day... for not just me, but for her too,' He thought while grunting, knowing just what the other man meant, feeling guilt weigh down over his shoulders as he recognized his selfishness.

With a dull gaze as a response, Snake returned the look back to his long-time friend, 'I know this already...don't think I don't,' He silently told the man while pressing his lips together tightly.

Tearing his eyes from the hardened dark chocolate orbs, David then trailed his oculars down to the discarded nicotine as it now lay on the floor, a small, thin line of smoke still rising from its end, a gentle flicker of a red spark still visible as well.

He could pick it back up. After all, it was salvageable, but even so, his reaction remained prolonged.

He stared at it for a few moments before he closed his eyes to rid himself of the tempting image.

"You will end up smelling like burnt ash and tobacco. I don't think she'd like that," Otacon continued to speak, convincing him to make the right choice.

Dropping his shoulders, Snake nodded in defeated agreeance, knowing it to be true.

After a few silent minutes passed, he then gave a frustrated sigh and stepped on it, crushing it under his shoe and making sure it was put out by the stomp.

"yeah yeah," David grumbled, because he was well aware of the fact and had already mentally kicked himself for it.

"I know you're nervous," Hal then said with a soft, understanding smile rising, "it's understandable," he said while placing his hand on his friend's shoulder, "But you should do it for her. " He added, truthfully, also being concerned for Snake's health.

"Now come on, " Emmerich said with brightened brown orbs, "It's about to begin," he reminded the other male, his index finger tapping the little face on his watch as an exited grin overtook him.

Having spent almost his entire life in battle, it wasn't like he could fit into the normal world with ease. He couldn't just chuck himself into an easy everyday life as simple as that, no matter what anyone tried to tell him.

He'd been told to live his life, to enjoy what bits he had left and to salvage it the best he could, but he hadn't the least bit of an idea as to how to do so,

'how? ' He wondered helplessly, uncertain as to just how he could go on so simply.

What could a man that's known nothing but battle do in the normal world?

He couldn't go back to his family as other soldiers would often do, because he had none. He had no mother, father, brothers, or sisters, to fall back to. 

Heck, he didn't even have a damn dog to go back to and run toward at the end of the day.

All in all, he had nothing. So, he couldn't just join into the masses of civilians and blend in, because it just hadn't been in his plans.

He'd never thought that far along, and for a long time, he'd thought there was nothing there for him.

But of course, life had its crazy, little surprises, especially one he'd never anticipated... 

"Marry me!" She said out loud, her voice rising with plea, the sudden proposal stopping his movements entirely. 

His steps came to a complete halt, and the foot that had almost touched the ground stayed suspended for a moment, hovering over the placement by just a centimeter.

He then took two slow breaths before he placed it down to the Earth, turning to the woman with confusion, his brows knotted together to show a visibly painted look of dumbfoundedness,

"wh..what?" He breathed, almost inaudibly as he tried to comprehend what he'd heard.

 He was certain that it was just his old age playing with him.

 He just knew it was the only explanation as to why he heard her say the words because it was just unfathomable to him,

'I must be hearing things,' He thought to himself, deflated at the sudden realization that dawned upon him.

Dementia; he probably had dementia.

He'd thought he had just a bit more time before then, but it seemed that he wasn't lucky enough, and surely the old age he presented himself with had finally fully beaten him,

"What...what did you say?" He asked slowly, staring at her with furrowed brows.

She took a step forward, inching herself closer to him with anxiousness, seeming uncertain on coming near,

"Did...did you not hear me?" She squeaked, face turning beet red, seeming mortified at the fact that she had to once again repeat herself.

" Perhaps... but I could have been mistaken." He grumbled, watching her continue to move closer to him.

Slowly, and tentatively she stepped forward, soon standing three feet from him, staring up at him with a harsh swallow, a small lump gliding down her throat before she spoke yet again,

"I...I...I said ...I ... I said ... will you marry me..." she repeated with strain, sounding much smaller the second time around, losing all the sense of confidence she'd previously fueled herself with.

"Marry you..?" He repeated, still at a loss.

At her side, he noticed she held the white bouquet full of flowers tightly bound within her hold, and it was the same bunch that Meryl had thrown up in the air not a few moments ago.

When she realized just what he had been staring at, she held it up with a rather quirky smile, " I think this kind of means I'm next, and I don't see anyone better around," she said while raising both her brows to dance up and down until he turned away from her, not in the mood for the show of playfulness,

"Huh?!

- What! Please don't go!" she cried out, rushing after him, soon managing to stand before him, her arms widespread to stop him from moving past her,

"I'm being serious!" She declared, looking up at him with frantic (e/c) colored eyes, "You have to believe me!" she added, continuing on with her story.

She reminded him of the fact that they'd met before. It had been a while back, an event that had embedded itself deep within her heart, even if he'd forgotten,

"Because..." She started, " Because I've thought of you every day after that," she confessed. "And then I spoke to Hal, and he brought me here, he told me that now...Now was my chance to tell you. " She confessed to him.

She'd waited years, pinning for the man through each and every one of them, waiting for the day she'd one day stand before him again.

And it all began to make sense by then, why Otocon seemed so insistent on him joining the ceremony, despite his own refusal to show because he'd had other plans in mind, all of which didn't include infecting everyone with his miserable air.

"I'm not exactly meant for romanticism, " he told her. " And even if I were..." He trailed off, keeping his eyes drawn away from her, his words dying out as he let her fill in the blanks.

Even if he had been willing to take the risk, to suddenly go off and get hitched to some strange woman he just vaguely remembered,

his life was draining, and all in all, he had nothing to offer her.

"You're better off with someone else... " he said lowly, " someone who has the time," he added with the same dejection, moving to leave her behind before she stopped him again,

"Wait," She said with a stilled breath.

Her two hands both grasped his, stopping him and effectively holding him back. The soft, warm palms of her two hands enveloped his own hand which was much rougher and less dainty, " Let's at least try?" she said with hope,

"I already know," She told him, " I've already known about your condition...but still..." She went on, daring to step closer, " Still... Even then, it doesn't change the way I feel, and, in fact, It just fuels me to want to be with you even more, " She admitted.

"It's sudden, I understand, but at the very least, give me the opportunity to come closer to you." She tried to compromise,

"If you begin to feel the same way I do...then... then we can make something of it. " She told him, slowly convincing him with the lovely stare of her pleading, (e/c) colored eyes.

He reflects back to her proposal far more than he cares to mention because it had been the moment his life took a complete turn, going from muted grey and black to cheerful, colorful vibrancy in every step that she accompanied him in.

And it all lead him to where he was now, standing before her, dressed properly and prim, left awestruck at her beauty, moreso than he typically was, reminding him that perhaps his luck wasn't so bad if it had somehow aligned their lives together.

she held his hand in hers as she slid the silver band onto his finger, the smile she wore on her red painted lips never faltering, not once losing its lovely show of fulfilled happiness, because she couldn't be any more joy-filled, something everyone commented on.

- There wasn't a happier bride in the planet.

Her cheek was then pressed to his chest, her nose scrunching up as she let out a soft sigh, not sounding angry, but he knew she wasn't all too pleased either,

"You were smoking..." she said softly, closing her eyes slowly as she let her body be led by his slow movements.

He wasn't a dancer, and she wasn't either, but nonetheless, they rocked together, bodies pressed close as their friends watched the couple's first dance together.

"I can smell it on you," she added with a small sound of exhaled air produced from her nostrils.

She hated loving the scent, the smell of smoke making her think just of him and nothing more.

"I was nervous," he said in defense, his response making her giggle softly,

"Don't tell me you want out already?" she asked him, drawing back slightly to look up at him, saying it in a joking manner, but even then he could hear the uncertainty in her voice. 

"Because I think it's a little too late for that," She reminded him.

"...Do you?" he asked her back, and he watched her shake her head in denial,

"Of course not silly," She said earnestly.

And he loved what followed, what always came after she looked up at him,

"I never would," She breathed, her gleaming eyes soon straying down to her wedding band, lovingly eyeing the silver piece, " David, I loved you then..." she started sweetly, her gloved hands sliding up from his chest to his cheeks, " and I love you now..." she reminded him, rising up on her already heeled feet.

His paled blue eyes closed, his mouth melted onto hers before she brought him the tender heat of their plumped goodness.

His two hands then fell over her hips but didn't stop to land on them, instead, they slid around her, his arms taking complete hold of her during their loving connection in an embrace that spoke more than words ever could.

"I'll love you always," she managed to murmur between their mashed mouths.

A squeal of enjoyment left her as he squeezed her tightly within his arms, loving all the attention he fed her.

She lived for it; Blossoming beneath his rays of affection.

"David..." she said again, drawing back, her eyes brightened with a type of light he knew existed only when he stared at her, because the woman adored him, something he'd always found to be unbelievable, yet a bliss.

He'd gone days without the death stick, days which later turned into months, and finally years.

He'd gone the rest of his breathing days without so much a thinking of them, but not a single one of those passing dates did he resist her, always caving in to her, even in their darkest days.

By then he'd found out that there was something far more addicting than nicotine, and it was the sweet flavor of her lovely lips, the warmth of their tender press, and much more the dedication behind each one that she let graze him.

All in all, she became his one fixation, the one thing he couldn't ever dream of living without.

[zippers]

[Image ID: Huey Emmerich from Metal Gear Solid: Peace Walker. His penis is censored. End ID.]

PART 2: Huey Emmerich x Reader ~NSFW~RATING: M ~ WORDS: 533 ~ DONT LIKE DONT READ!!!

A/N: I got some flames for part 1... UGH! You guys are just jealous that Huey has a massive brain (I am an sapiosexual)  and that I get him ALLLLL to myself. And I know what he likes. so for the weirdos who investigated me on their discord server SCREW. YOU. ITS NOT A FUDGING JOKE. HUEY MAKES THE HOtteST SOUNDS AND I LOVE IT. SO SIT ON IT (like I sit on HUEY<3)!!!!!!! Thank you to my ex-boyfriend (I left him for Huey... shhh!) for beta reading this <3

Beneath your trembling hands, Huey moans. "Y-yes, haha, o-of course," he moans in your ear. You lick up and down his clammy column. Up to his jaw and around his ear.

"I am going to have so much fun with you..." I whimper, digging my hands into his twiggy arms, his paper-like cheast. I feel his Metal Gear Solid begin to calculate the ejectory of it's nuclear weapon, completely unmanned and ready to launch. He takes my Mammal Pods into his small hands and squeezes so that they spill out of his fingers. He shakes them and inhales deeply through his nose.

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The Tale of Genji: The Authentic First Translation of the World's Earliest Novel

Shikibu, Murasaki (Author)

Suematsu, Kencho (Translator)

Emmerich, Michael (Foreword by)

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[zippers]

READER X HUEY EMMERICH POV (PG-13): You jump into Huey's sexy, outstretched arms. He hugs you tight and pulls you flush against his body. You wrap your legs around his waist, sliding your hands over his strong metal legs and small ass, causing him to groan deliciously. You run your fingers under his suspenders and rub your cheek against his stubble.

"Y/N..." Huey moans into your neck. "You are so warm and soft in my arms."

"Oh, Dr. Emmerich," you giggle as you deeply breathe in his intoxicating smell. "Is that a vial of vocal cord parasites in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?"

Huet lifts you by the ass with one hand, causing you to squeak. He pats around his warm crotch. A bead of sweat rolls down his forehead, which you greedily lick away. From his pocket, he pulls out a small vial.

"Oops, haha," Huey says, his voice like warm nooch sauce. "Wouldn't want you to break this vial of vocal cord parasites while we are grinding, haha. That would cause some sort of outbreak on this quarantine platform, haha."

"Oh, Huey," you moan as he tosses away the vial somewhere, "You're so bad!"

"Not as bad as that evil Ocelot, Y/N," he whispers into your mouth. "I'm a nice guy."

His breath is moist against your lips, and the way he gasps as your lips meet sends a shiver down your spine. His damp mouth tastes like leather and the red soil of Angola. "You may be nice," you moan, "But that tongue of yours is wicked!"

"Oh ho ho," Huey chuckles. "Want to get naughty in the cockpit of Sahalanthropus?"

You raise an eyebrow at him. "Thrilling... I like it. But isn't the cockpit too small for anyone but a child?"

"Oh, Y/N..." Huey whispers seductively in your ear, "I think you'll find that I can be very small."

You moan and rock your hips against him. "Lead the way, doctor!"