#martin blackwood x male reader

[cupioromantic-simp]

Martin x spiral avatar

“Well it’s like… it’s called Michael but that’s not what that is it’s who he might have used to been but it’s also a real name that is called and when it’s called they’ve’d answer

You know? Like

it’s not it’s name because it is it’s ‘what do they call you’ because it used to be what they’ve’d whold have bean if it was he and he is Michael … does that make sense?”

Martin stands at the counter pouring tea the cup has been long since filled boiling water spills over as he stairs in to nothing not noticing the heater scorching his hand

“Good lord Martin!” you stand and rush over taking the cup and kettle out of his hands “are you okay?!”

The skin on his hand is already starting to blister and bleed

“P-pardon? What- ow oh my god! What’s happened?!”

“That’s not the problem these look like serious burns martin, I’ll drive you to the hospital”

“I- yeah that- that’s a good idea…”

“We should tell Jon before we leave, he’ll freak if we leave without telling him,” you Gide him out of the staff room “you can take a seat and wait for me if you need?”

“I’ll- yeah”

…

Knock knock

“Heyyyyy Jon” you close the door behind you “me and Martin might need the day or so off”

He sighs loudly and you can hear the faint whirring of a tape recorder

“I told you you can’t just take days of to go on dates with martin this is the second time this week and I-“

“No it’s not that, I need to drive Martin to the hospital”

“Why what’s happened? Is it those damed worms again! I said to be careful!” He sighs and mumbles something about how incompetent everyone is

“No, um it’s not that he um- burnt himself making tea spilled hot water on his hand, I was explaining Michael to him and guess he-“

“What?” Jon turns and looks at you

“I need to take him to the emergency room it’s pritty bad and-“

“No no I herd that I don’t care. You were explaining Michael? H-how”

“Well it’s really simple actually if you remember what he looks like it’s not it but it’s them because he is it but it’s not he and vice versa he’s full of nothing and so he’s empty because it’s everything which means they’re are something and they’ve are Michael Because that’s what he’s always been so that’s what it’s not choosing to be, it’s like vanilla flavouring a drop is vanilla and a bottle is vanilla the difference is the concentration even though it’s technically the same concentration the difference is just the amount it’s exactly the same but also extremely different, you understand right?”

He looks just like Martin did a few minutes ago completely frozen in place look around with his eyes trying to calculate something in his head

“I can’t deal with explaining things to you I need to get Martin to the hospital” you walk across the room to the door “huh? I didn’t know where ales to paint our office doors? You made a good choice on the colour though Jon, the yellow really brightens up the room”

Jon perks up “Wait do-!”

You close the door in front of you and turn forward to move to his left you run walk move wander continue stumbling for days which takes seconds to get confudelling to be interested

“This isn’t sensefull” you go in the top of the stairs and turn to you forward and walk out of a painting and are met with a person With curling eyes and panicked hair “oh hello what might you be?”

She turns forward and cocks her head at you “are you the.. thing.. that.. lives? Here”

“Hmm? Do I live or am I just an existence, I think I’m a person I still have existing so I’d say no… so yes I do-not live but I might do it here” your voice comes out crisp and warm like burnt tinfoil you have spoken in a long time so it’s rattling to hear a video and listen to the clear crystallized frames of your voice producing those pictures of words

“Is this it? What door do I take to get out” she shoves a map into you

“Shit! My map! God damn it!” She starts to scratch at your senter trying to grab you out of the map you hold her away from it with your hand

“That’s not vary nice, if you wanted to leave you could have just ask”

“Bloody hell? Fine? How do I leave?” She pops out of nowhere and in to somewhere away

“See all you had to do was ask” you whisper in to her ear

You stand up to the side you head just barely touching the floor no it’s not quite the floor it’s the inside of what what’s you before you whet it

“Ah.. that’s it I’m not Michael.. what am I?.. we should go find out” you walk out of the in and in to the out of the door in the middle of the archives

“Um.. h-hello is someone there?” A voice calls out of a door to and office with the label ‘head archivist’

“If it’s you me.Lukas I-I already told you my answer..”

you close the door and walk out

The man inside stars at you slowly and calls a name

“Is that mine?” You ask

“I-is w-what yours?” He looks around nervously and alert

“My… ‘name’… is that it? Do I own a part of that name, is sounds like a very stupid name,” you repeat the name over and over once

“M-mayby” he seems to be breathing heavily tears stabbing his eyes

You move a finger to his eye he is frozen in fear and you slowly smooth the tear out of his eye with your thumb

“Martin… you should’ve not done that… your much to pretty to be leaking from your eyes…” you stand up straight “hmm strange… how do we might know your name” you laugh like a whiny kicked puppy with four sharp inhales and a soft sigh at the end “how fun..”

White Smokey tendrils form in the corners of the small office as ‘Martin’ stares blankly at you

He sits down in his chair and blows a tendril of smoke of his tea

“Gosh! That’s a nasty burn there! How’d you get it?” He bites his lip and shakes trying to hold back tears but fails miserably as he grips his mug in his hands tendrils of smoke reforming on his tea as more smoke fills the room “what’s wrong Martin? You look upset?”

He shakes in place “leave.”

“Pardon?-“

“LEAVE!” His cup shatters in his hand spilling hot tea onto his hand “fuck!” He runs his hand over his face and chokes back a sob

“Are you alright? That looks like it might’ve been painful if it was hot did you do that on purpose Because if you did it on purpose you shouldn’t have done it at all beca-“

“Stop… just leave… please..”

“Hmm.. alright i suppose,” you walk through the wall in to your door “Good bye, have fun without me I hope”

(I fucking live for writing spiral content!)

[mlmmetalhead]

Sleepover

Martin Blackwood x Male reader

CW: canon typical mention of worms.

Summary: Martin is a little nervous with the whole "hunted by a supernatural worm lady" thing. Luckily, the friend he made from his work in the archives could be able to help him relax a bit!

"You don't have to, you know?" - Martin tried to reason with his friend nervously, watching as he threw his sleep bag onto the floor.

"I know! But I want to," - Y/n gives him a smile in response, - "you said you were creeped out by the archives at night, which I actually don't blame you for, so I'm making sure you're not staying alone!"

Martin smiles in response, as he lowers himself onto the unstable bed, looking as his friend tossed out more and more stuff from inside of the backpack he brought. A blanket, another one, his laptop, some snacks, spare clothes, all of them made a sound landing on each other. Martin felt his thoughts trail elsewhere, before hearing snapping fingers in front of his face.

"Earth to Martin? What are you thinking about with that pretty mind of yours?" - L/n grinned right in front of the guy's face.

Martin felt his cheeks heat up, as he awkwardly chuckled in response, looking away.

"Oh, nothing! You don't have to worry about it."

Y/n's expression became less cheerful, as he lowered himself onto his knees, taking Martin's palms in his own. They were warm, and a little sweaty, which the dark haired guy didn't seem to mind as he carefully caressed his friend's knuckles.

"No, I really want to know. What's keeping you from having fun with me tonight, hm? I won't tell anyone, scout's honor." 

Martin sighed, turning his gaze back to the green orbs, which almost seemed to stop blinking, deeply focusing on him. How could he think and find the right words when a really pretty guy was staring at him like this?

"It's... Uh... I- I'm scared, Y/n," - he finally found the power to try and explain himself, - "I'm really scared, because like... What if... What if the worms get me? Or you! Or John, or Tim, or Sasha, or... Point is, I don't want to feel like I'm unsafe in my own workplace. I don't like feeling constantly anxious about there being a possibility of something just... Happening to you! Or to me, or to John, or Tim or Sasha... I know I sound silly, like... It's just worms! Nothing to worry about, right? I mean they're pretty disgusting, but it's not deadly! At least... At least I thought so..."

Y/n brought his lips down and carefully pressed a gentle, almost unnoticeable kiss upon Martin's slightly shaking palms. Noticing the spark in the other's eyes and the pink dust on his cheeks, he chuckled and did it again.

"It's going to be okay, Martin. We got enough CO2, right? And I saw you crush some worms today! You're so brave, Martin! I promise we're going to be okay. You're going to protect us, right? But if you're feeling afraid, I will always protect you." And at the very end of his speech, he kissed Blackwood's palms again. In a sudden rush of courage, Martin caught the other's hand and brought it to his lips.

"Yes... yes, you're right. I will protect you."

L/n smiled, standing up to meet Martin's eyes and gently grabbing him by his slightly warm cheeks.

"I'm always here for you, Martin. Y'know, you don't have to bottle it all up... You always make a big deal of helping others, but who will help you?"

The man sighed, a smile with a trace of sadness painting itself on his lips. He looked away, feeling his heartbeat fasten with the newfound feeling of the other man's hands on his face.

"Yeah... Yeah, I know. Thank you, Y/n."

A comfortable silence enveloped the room, as L/n removed his hands from the archival assistant's burning cheeks, moving them down to his shoulders. And in an instant, much to Martin's quickly spreading horror, Y/n lifted himself and pressed his lips to the other guy's forehead. Oh if only he knew how crazy Blackwood was going over the gesture. Although the quickly reddening face and the wide eyes left little to the imagination.

"Sorry, are you alright? Maybe I shouldn't have done that?" - L/n chuckled, his fingers reassuringly running through the other man's fluffy hair.

"N-no! No, it's... It's okay.." - Martin rubbed the back of his neck, which was just as hot, trying to hold the plea for more tingling on his lips desperately. In moments like this, he always thought, maybe Y/n knew. Was he that obvious with his crush on the guy, and that was what he was being teased for?

"If you ever feel uncomfortable with the contact, tell me, okay? I understand I can be too much sometimes." - L/n smiled with guilt sprinkled on his face.

"No, I mean it, it's okay!" - Martin's hands gently grasped Y/n's shoulders, trying not to let the heat in his chest take the best of him. "Please keep your hands on me" - he almost allowed himself to mutter, before biting his lip for good. "I don't mind the contact, it's nice to know someone likes me enough to touch me, it's just... Unusual, is all." Blackwood blinked, not sure how the guy would react.

The response came quickly: with Y/n chuckling, and giving the poor man an another mini heart attack, as he wrapped his hands around his shoulders, relaxing around the other's body. Martin froze, feeling his heart beating against his ribcage. Slowly, he lifted his own hands and placed them around L/n's body, trying to relax a bit. When was the last time he was hugged? Martin doesn't really remember, nor does he want to think about that, as a sense of warmth spread around his body, and he could've sworn he felt Y/n's heartbeat, too. Although, might've been wishful thinking. Even if it felt like hours before they let go, Martin still longed for more, even if he didn't dare to state it, instead just smiling bashfully at the other man as L/n sat on the bed next to him, already having the laptop out.

"I was thinking we'd watch something, how does that sound? Any suggestions? Only one rule: no sad movies, I don't want to get emotional today, we already have enough to worry about."

"W-what about horror?"

"I don't know... Unless you're brave enough to spend a night in the archives after a scary movie!"

Martin chuckled, shifting to be closer to Y/n, looking at the screen of his laptop, scanning through the movie options. With the warmth of the other man by his side, he finally decided to murmur something, even if it was barely audible.

"I won't be scared as long as you're here."

[a-stars-muse]

What’s up?! Requests are open!

Please only request x readers, cuz that’s all I’m doing right now. I’ll do any pronouns for the reader though. If you want a character that isn’t on my list, go ahead and ask me if I’ll write it. I might look into the fandom and start writing for that character! I also tend to stick to the story, but I’ll see what I can do. (Only writing for male characters at the moment, just so I can get back into writing)

I accept criticism, either in the comments of the story or in my dm’s, whichever you prefer. All I ask is that we respect each other’s opinions

This list is constantly being updated and changed by the way! Make sure to come back and check for updates

Characters

Bishop (Aliens movies)

David 8 (Aliens movies)

Ian Malcolm (Jurassic Park)

Emmett Brown (Back to the Future)

Hans Gruber (Die Hard)

Simon Peter Gruber (Die Hard With a Vengeance)

Jareth (Labyrinth)

Ivo Robotnik (Sonic Live action)

Hannibal Lecter (Hannibal TV)

Phantom/Erik Destler (Phantom of the Opera 2004)

Leonard “Bones” McCoy (TOS & AOS)

James Tiberius Kirk (AOS)

Martin Blank (Grosse Pointe Blank)

Vladislaus Dracula (Van Helsing 2004)

Michael (The Good Place)

Albert Wesker (Resident Evil)

Wadsworth/Boddy (Clue)

Egon Spengler (Ghostbusters)

Daniel Atlas (Now You See Me)

Loki (Marvel)

Otto Octavius (Spider-Man)

Janson (The Maze Runner)

Geralt of Rivia (The Witcher)

Nolan Sorrento (Ready Player One)

Captain Jack Sparrow (Pirates of the Caribbean)

Lord Henry Blackwood (Sherlock Holmes)

Merlin (Kingsman)

Ardeth Bay (The Mummy)

Carlos Oliveria (Resident Evil)

Wheatley (Portal 2)

Oswald Cobblepot (Gotham)

Edward Nygma (Gotham)

Eddie Munson (Stranger Things)

Leon Kennedy (Resident Evil 2021)

Sinister Strange (Marvel)

Silco (Arcane)

Viktor (Arcane)

Viggo Grimborn (How to Train Your Dragon: Race to the Edge)

Narrator (The Stanley Parable)

Dan Turner (Archive 81)

Donald Na (Weak Hero)

Wolf Keum (Weak Hero)

Handsome Jack (Borderlands)

Rhys Strongfork (Borderlands)

Obake (Big Hero 6 series)

Dean Winchester (Supernatural)

Crowley (Supernatural)

Rules

No pregnancy

No yandere

No pedophilia

Nothing underaged

No incest

Adding more later on!