#yan doc

[cumtastiics]

I'd totally like a full fic of Aurelius running around his little concussioned, semi-amnesiac patient!

YAN! DOC x G/N READER

tw(s); yandere & mentions of iv's a/n; this has no official title since i'm lazy sorry :p the post that inspired this here oops this became more angsty than i thought if you wanted more fluff erm sorry ab that!! lol!

would def make this fluff if u guys want

"Fuck," he muttered under his breath, rubbing his temple.

Some nurse thought it was a great idea to let you out of your room, almost causing Aurelius to get a heart attack.

"Where's (Y/N)?" He asked the lady at the front desk, his patience leaving.

"They were taken out by that nurse of theirs. The cute guy everyone's been falling in love with," the women spoke, taking a bite out of her granola bar, paying no attention to the others around her.

Aurelius clenched his fists in frustration, his jaw tightening as he fought to contain his anger. "That 'cute guy' needs to learn some boundaries," he muttered, raising an eyebrow at the nonchalant woman. He hesitated for a moment, debating whether to give her a piece of his mind or find you as soon as possible.

Deciding to keep his emotions in check, he forced a strained smile. "Well, thank you for the information," he said, his voice dripping with false politeness. Turning on his heels, Aurelius stormed off in the direction the nurse had taken you.

He couldn't understand how someone could be so irresponsible, oblivious to the potential harm they could cause. All he wanted was to ensure your safety and well-being, and now he had an additional cause for concern.

As he wove through the bustling hospital corridors, his thoughts raced with worry. What if you had been injured or distressed while under the care of the oblivious nurse? The mere thought made his blood boil, making him want to throw up.

Just as he rounded a corner, he caught sight of you standing near a window, seemingly oblivious to the chaos they had caused. Relief washed over Aurelius, briefly suppressing his anger. "There you are," he sighed, his voice filled with a mix of concern and irritation.

"You look mad," you commented, your eyes looking through the window, not paying any attention just like the women from earlier.

"Who brought you out?"

"Some guy. Dunno his name,"

"You're left alone, and not even in a fucking wheelchair for that matter," he spoke, his voice sounding more annoyed as each second passed.

"Sorry..?" You offered, not really wanting to deal with him.

You were finally able to get some fresh air, and you were not going to let him ruin your chance.

'Let's go," he grabbed your arm, making you almost fall over. Aurelius's grip on your arm tightened, his anger boiling over as he yanked you towards him.

"You don't get to just wander off without a care in the world," he growled through clenched teeth. "I'm here to protect you, and if you can't see that, then maybe I shouldn't even bother." His words stung, although you understood his concern.

"I didn't mean to cause you worry," you said, trying to steady your voice. "I just needed a moment to breathe. But I'm fine now."

"Fine? You call this fine?" he scoffed, his grip still firm on your arm. "You could have gotten hurt, kidnapped, who the hell knows what could have happened? And you think it's just fine?"

"I'm not gonna fucking die without you!" You yelled, trying to get out of his grip.

"Yes, yes you will!" Aurelius's voice grew cold, his eyes flashing with a toxic mix of anger and superiority. "You're nothing without me. You're weak, helpless, and if I'm not there to protect you, you'll end up getting yourself killed."

His words tore through you like a knife, the toxicity of his possessiveness becoming unbearable. Anger swelled within you, fueling your determination to stand up for yourself.

"I'm not weak, Aurelius. I can take care of myself. I'm not some fragile little thing that needs to be sheltered from the world," you shot back, your voice laced with a newfound strength. His grip on your arm tightened even more, his face contorting with rage.

"You think you're so tough? You think you can survive out there on your own? You're delusional. You need me, whether you like to admit it or not."

"No, I don't," you replied defiantly, staring him straight in the eyes. "I need someone who respects me, who trusts me, and treats me like an equal. Not someone who thinks they have the right to control my every move."

Aurelius's facade of superiority shattered for a split second, a flicker of vulnerability crossing his face. But it quickly turned back to anger, his toxic traits taking hold once more.

"You're just a fool if you think anyone else could ever care for you like I do," he spat, his voice laced with venom. "But go ahead, try to find someone else. You'll see how quickly they abandon you when things get tough."

You finally got back to your room, after what felt like ages. He glared at you, as you avoided eye contact.

You felt like you were constantly walking on eggshells, never knowing what would set him off next.

[raddestrose]

Ive got like three or gour epidodes of link click left to watch and I just KNOW something even worse than whatd happened will happen

[yansurnummu]

not to brag but I got called a fag outside the grocery store today 👍

[oohjennyy]

what a week that was!

[lady-ashfade]

Cantober: can you do Yandere class 1a doing a trick-or-treat contest!

🍬 Candy Competition 🍬

´*: ･ﾟ⋆˒ Yan!Class 1A x Gn!Reader

Fall Tober Day 2

WARNINGS: Yandere, Light-Hearted, Reader being tugged around, short but cute, rushed ending.

GENRA: Imagine/HC’s

WORDS: 1.5k

A/N: where have I been? That’s interesting- I had surprising surgery and it took all my motivation away, so I have been recovering from that….Yayyy

All weeks lead to this moment. All that time you spent putting on makeup in your mirror, saving to buy that costume, and time it spent to get it right- all came down to this moment.

“Has everyone brought a coat?” Iida shouts above your wailing classmates as they all express their excitement. It was a really nice sight to see everyone so happy and not at each other’s throats. The girls complementing one other on their costumes, taking pictures and hyping up the other. While the boys did the same, it was different. Like, some of them had fake weapons and decided to have a soft fight.

Izuku was dressed as…Of course it’s allmight but one of his old suits. He was explaining the lore to todoroki who stood there with a calm expression in a vampire outfit. It was plain, you knew he just walked into a store and then threw on whatever was in the packet. But, he looked lovely nonetheless.

“Love your costume,” a voice popped up from behind you, following with a pair of hands tugging on your outfit. Turning around you see a floating costume — Hagakure was speaking. You smile and slight shuffling away, hoping to not draw attention to leaning away from the touch.

“Thanks! It cost a lot but it was worth it!!” You shout and show it off with your hands as you giggle happily.

It took a minute to realize what she had on before your mouth started to squeak with excitement, “You’re costume is so perfect, it makes it more scary.” if she wasn’t invisible she would have turn a different shade by now. She was going as Raven from teen titans, it was cool to see it just floating and no one behind the hood.

“I also think you look wonderful” a shy but perky voice chirps. You look to the side and see koda with a shy look on his face, red tented cheeks and a avoided gaze. He was dressed up in a white lab coat, well more of a doctors coat plus all the equipment.

You giggled and reach for the bird on his shoulder who graciously allows you to pet its head, “Dr. Dolittle? A little on the nose,” as the bird pushes its head back into your hand while koda freaks out a bit, but you are quick to dismiss his embarrassment.

“Not a bad thing tho! I honestly like your costume, plus you have so many animals— it’s easily my favorite.”

Suddenly everyone went quiet, all eyes turned to you and you awkwardly shuffled. Tension filled the air and you dropped your hand from the bird who whined at the loss. “What? Why are you all staring at me?” It didn’t take but a few seconds before everyone crowned around you, pushing poor koda away before showing off their amazing costumes.

“What about me? You said you loved my costume,” Mina pouts her lips as she plays with her skirt. You quickly tried to comfort her, “So you think I look cute? Awe baby!!” She went to kiss you before Kaminari got in her place in front of you. 

“I’m a handsome devil!! Flynn Rider, from your fav Disney movie,” a week before this he begged you to be Rapunzel and even though you declined he still kept the costume. He heard you say flynn was hot, so obviously you think he’s hot now. “Don’t fight it, or the smolder.” And he pulls out the exact face flynn does in the movie….How long did he practice that?

“You helped me make the costume,” Shouji lift up his shoulders and moves is arms- he was Doc Ock. And you did help him when he asked, honestly you picked it out for him. Once you suggested it and he planned on doing what you wanted.

“I believe I get a chance to speak,” Todoroki raises his hand amongst the crowd before people talk over him.

They are all shouting now, each one of them getting pushed, many hands tried to grab you, and yet when they tried to kiss you or flirt it went over your head because something else was happening.

“Everyone stop yelling!” A loud and annoyed voice echoes over everyone, making the whole class stop and straighten up. You sigh in relief, thanking your teacher in your mind for saving you. “Everyone pay attention, you have two hours to complete this area. Who ever gets the most candy wins.”

As usual, The Dekusquad pair up, along with the Dakusquad and the more chill ones group together. “What do we win?” Denki asks while everyone nods.

“Two tickets to see F/B.” Mic pops out of nowhere and announces the prize. You let out a streak of excitement and everyone turns.

“I’m winning this thing!” your obsessed classmate glare at each other, there was only one way to get this right- is to make sure you win! Or, win themselves and take you — either way they wanna play tug of war for your attention.

Everyone including you lined up at the gates and you noticed a timer above the arch. It looks real, you think as you stare at the fake town in front of you. It was to dangerous to have the whole school in the city when you guys seem to have targets on your back, so they built a whole small city inside the USJ!! You heard that some parents are here, actors and even pro!heros who have the time to spare.

As the clock counted down in the tenths you started to fiddle, same as your classmates while getting impatient. “Good luck everyone! Sorry if I happened to get competitive.” you shout just before the time loudly goes off.

You expected to get trampled over so you started to run but the area around you changed.

You were in the middle of the street!! Fake houses to your every turn, Halloween decorations in the small yards. “What hero can transport?” it was a question that you shake off before heading to the house on your left.

Somewhere in the distance your classmates cause hell to find you, and get as much candy as they can to win.

“Two lollipops? What are you, cheap?” Katsuki yells at the old lady who opened the door, his friends awkwardly shuffling in the back. Kirishima tugged him by the back collar away from the lady and back to the path.

“Can’t yell at people man! What would y/n say? So unmanly.” kats just huffs at his best friend and pulls away from his grip. All things considered they have been doing well, their bags are getting full and heavy.

“Look who I found?” A feminine voice speaks out, making the boys turn back around. They see you tripping over your shoes as Mina gives you a little nudge closer.

“Mina,” you whine, “I love hanging out but I have to win! This is F/S we are talking about here, I would sell my soul to get tickets.” You try to stray away from them but they block you.

“We can woke together! It’s no different then going alone.” Denki was at your side and placed his arm around you, getting himself shocked at the touch of you.

“We have so much candy, wouldn’t you like to join in? We have more then you!” Sero tries to manipulate you into staying.

So you sigh and let them take you to the other houses, and soon enough your bag is full but you try and push the candy down to make more room.

“I can’t believe you guys,” you smile, “If I win, I am for sure taking one of you!!”

Green Flash.

The place you were standing in is now empty and no sign of you, a gust of wind shakes their clothes and hair. There was only one person who could have made that struck of green energy…

“Deku!” Katsuki shouts but he wasn’t heard by the corporate.

The Dekusquad had taken you and had no plan of letting you go, they only have ten minutes left to make sure you, or themselves won. And they would be damned if they let anyone else win.

“Come on darling,” a hand stroked your cheek and made your eyes open. You saw shoto looking at you, while izuku held you in his arms. “Can’t win if you have your eyes closed.”

“Yeah!” Shoto was pushed aside by a overly excited Ochako. “We wanted to help you win, we already have three full bags.” Iida, Shoto, and Froppy held up the full bags and your eyes go wide.

“Izuku, you can put me down now.” he was quickly to apologize and let you down, turning bright red and looked shameful.

“Next time warn me,” you get a feel for standing again as iida helps you stand straight without getting dizzy.

Over all you had a amazing time with your friends even if they weren’t easy to handle. And when you walked back into the gates, there was a chance of winning. Thought you didn’t win first place, the dekusquad did and promised you the tickets…

“What, which one of us gets to go…”

[yanderedrabbles]

Would you be willing to do a story based on a Kyrgyzstan tradition of bride kidnapping for a yandere. The tradition happens when a guy sees a girl he likes and involves friends and family to help get the girl and she had to marry him and their family does not let her see her family anymore. I thought it was interesting

I've actually heard of this before! I remember there was a VICE mini doc about it a few years ago and when I was watching it I was like "oh, that's actually so yan coded." Thank you for bringing it up anon, because at the time I really wanted to write a fic but just never got around to it.

From what I've seen ala kachuu exists in this interesting place where it is technically illegal but it's status as a cultural practice means that the government isn't very stern on prosecuting or preventing it. Also, for most couples, the kidnapping is usually consensual. A tradition to be upheld as the lead up to the wedding.

Which is why no one will believe you when you say you were really kidnapped.

Maybe you're a foreigner visiting Central Asia for the first time. You've done your research on the languages, you're excited to try the food, all of that. But unfortunately for you, bride kidnapping isn't something that popped up in your research. So when a group of men bundle you off to the countryside, you have no idea what's going on. You don't understand the language, you don't understand what people are saying to you. You accept the scarf his relatives give you because you don't realise what it means. And his family don't know much about you either - all they know is that you're crying so hard that you're shaking. And that means you're going to make a wonderful, modest wife.

Or maybe you're actually from the country to begin with. A city girl though. Educated, sophisticated. To you, these sorts of traditions are best left in the past. One catch though - your family disagrees. Maybe it isn't surprising. Maybe they're staunch traditionalists. Regardless, when your handsome classmate approaches your father with a hefty bride price and a promise to let you finish your degree after marriage, your father is glad to agree. Maybe this way you'll finally learn to appreciate tradition.

[shooting-love-arrows]

𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐄! 𝟏𝟗𝟓𝟎'𝐬! 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐄𝐇𝐔𝐒𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐃 reacts to...cheater! reader

Request made by Anon:

Hi! I just read your post about yan 1950 house husband, it's amazing. Can you write his reaction if reader cheated on him? If you don't feel comfortable with this ask, feel free to ignore this.  Remember to take care of yourself and have a nice day.

Hello to you too, dear Anon,

First of all, I must apologize but your request suddenly disappeared from my inbox! Thankfully, I have the content of your request saved in my google docs so I pasted it above. 

Putting that aside, although this topic is sensitive to some, I am fine with writing about that. 

I appreciate your words. It's very nice of you to think about little ol' me. I wish you a nice day too (even if it's not a daytime)!

Thank you and I hope to hear from you soon!

PAIRING: 𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞! 𝟏𝟗𝟓𝟎’𝐬! 𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝 x [CHEATER!] reader (gender not specified/mentioned/implied), your lovers genger isn't specified/mentioned/implied either. Don't be swayed by the curses used to describe them; Tw. cheating/indifelity from the reader, cursing, description of a m*urder, delusion (delulu is the solulu), emotional manipulation, gaslightning; A/N: As a person, I do not support this kind of behavior. This is only a piece of fiction, serving for entertaining purposes only.

𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

Denial. Denial. Denial. At first 𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞! 𝟏𝟗𝟓𝟎’𝐬! 𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝 doesn’t believe it. No, he refuses to do so. You’re the most faithful and perfect partner known to the human kind. Right then, he's desperately holding on to that image. But unfortunately, evidence says otherwise. A simple photo, sent to him by your lover, secretly taken by some photographer is clearly showing you and (that whore) your lover, in some hotel room, in an intimate position. It is clear that day that you have an affair. 

“But what if my darling was forced to do this?”

That question sends him into a spiral of delusion, rage and sorrow. As a defence mechanism, 𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞! 𝟏𝟗𝟓𝟎’𝐬! 𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝 made up a story where suddenly you were a victim in this whole situation. It was definitely your lover who has forced themselves on you. Probably blackmailed or worse, drugged you to have a taste of sweet love and burning passion you share while making love with him. 

“My poor darling…” 𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞! 𝟏𝟗𝟓𝟎’𝐬! 𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝 wailed, clenching his chest like someone was physically ripping away his still beating heart from it. Fat tears ran down his rosy cheeks, smudging his mascara and turning him into a crying mess. “I’ll avenge you, my darling. I won’t forgive what was done to you!”

He doesn’t even blink when he sends your lover into the pits of hell. There’s no hesitation when 𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞! 𝟏𝟗𝟓𝟎’𝐬! 𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝 plans this hideous crime, making sure every detail is taken care of. And so, it begins small, like creating false and disgusting rumors about your lover. Day by day, he patiently destroys your lover's life. Until the day when 𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞! 𝟏𝟗𝟓𝟎’𝐬! 𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝 poisons them through his signature pie and then proceeds to repeatedly stab your lover until no one is able to recognize them in the first place. 

"YOU WENCH!" 𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞! 𝟏𝟗𝟓𝟎’𝐬! 𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝 roared at the person who happened to be your lover. "HOW FUCKING DARE YOU?!" With every word he dove the sharp, kitchen knife deeper and harder into his victim's chest. "DIE!!" 𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞! 𝟏𝟗𝟓𝟎’𝐬! 𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝 yelled for the final time and knife one last time, straight in this whore heart. He was left alone in the empty and messy kitchen, covered in blood, panting and trying to catch his breath. 

In the end, 𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞! 𝟏𝟗𝟓𝟎’𝐬! 𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝 begins to gaslight you. Once again, with the patience of a saint, he began to manipulate you to believe that it was in fact your lover who was using you all this time. You were forced into this vile affair and you are a victim. 

“My innocent darling, you mustn't think about it (them) anymore. I will make everything perfect once again.”

But isn’t it weird how he started wearing clothes that are scarily similar to those worn by your lover? Sniff…sniff…and those perfumes…

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[yandere-sins]

What about darling who wants a baby with yan!nurse and yan! doctor 😍😍

Oh! How sweet of you to remember these two menaces! It's been a hot minute since we talked about them :D Thank you for requesting my two crazy medical staff!

Extra Warnings for Sexual Content, Abuse of Power, Medical Mistreatment/Malpractice, Pregnancy Topics, General Misconduct of medical professionals

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❥ You are just such a ray of sunshine as you come into the office where the two of them are waiting for you, they immediately fall head over heels for you. Doctor is eagerly listening as you talk about your plan to get pregnant soon and how you want to make sure everything is fine with your body to take on the mother role. Meanwhile, Nurse is rubbing his back up and down, subtly conveying her desire to have you. They only need to share one glance to know that a baby sounds absolutely incredible, and here you are, so willing to participate in this relationship they are already planning with you.

❥ The pieces fall so perfectly in place, and the two are more than willing to give you all the blood tests and check-ups you want, plus some extra that are more in their interest than yours. After all, they want to ensure their lovely little mommy is healthy and ready to start a family with them! Having two professionals so invested and caring for you is really heart-warming, Nurse holding your hand every time you are uncomfortable and telling you how well you are doing, while Doc checks on you constantly while you are waiting for your test results, soothing your anxiety and even waiving additional costs so you can get all the tests. Before you leave, the two hand you a big bag full of the expensive medicine for preparation that they stole from the clinic's infirmary, together with handwritten notes and some recipes that should help... to not conceive a child.

❥ You might be touched by how much they are helping, but you are wrong to think they'd do it so you can get pregnant with just anyone. Definitely not! All their work is just so you feel comfortable enough to come back and ask for more tests (that they'll gladly make, especially the physical exams) because you seem unable to conceive no matter how hard you try. From the very first check-up, Doctor has been sowing a seed of doubt in you that it might be difficult. After all, there is a little something there that looks a bit suspicious. But no big deal, right? No worries, you will be fine! Try some more, and you'll be pregnant in no time. Once again, they send you off with more switched boxes of medicine and absolutely no chance of getting pregnant. At the same time, the two of them go shopping every day after their shift to buy stuff and prepare your and the little one's new room in their home. Babyproofing takes a lot of time, they'd know!

❥ Still, it breaks their heart when you return without success, crying your pretty eyes out. They don't want to make you sad, they really don't! And yet, Nurse can't hold back from smiling ear to ear as she comforts you, hugging and telling you everything will be okay, Doc patting your back as they grin at each other, satisfied that their plan is working out. You, of course, are still so well-mannered and sweet, apologizing over and over for your outburst, not knowing that it turned them on how well things are going and that Nurse now has to change out of the tear-soaked clothes quickly, keeping them to smell and fantasize about while they have a quicky in the breakroom. All while Doctor gives you a bonbon, telling you it'll help you lighten up. You pop it in, of course, trusting him even though he laced it with drugs that will make you a bit woozy but much more receptive to the methods he is going to suggest to make you pregnant.

❥ You tell him you're not feeling so good, but he simply continues to talk to you about inseminating you directly, much like all the alternative impregnation treatments you have heard about before. It sounds like he means with medical equipment but Nurse is grinning madly at the idea of getting to prepare you for the session with her tongue and fingers, knowing fully well there is only one tool Doc is going to use. They inform you about doing it regularly to have the best chances, and that they'll graciously waive the fees if only you sign this document, they have already prepared so that they can proceed with making the appointments. Clearly, you are not in your right mind, but it doesn't really matter to them, as you can't even read the contract you sign and how you practically bound yourself to the two you trusted completely.

❥ This time, they drive you home personally, making sure you are getting home safely. Nurse sits with you in the backseat, massaging your thighs, groping your body and indulging in the adorable sensitivity you have while being drowsy from the drugs. They get you into your bed, tugging you in, groping and touching you some more, each leaving you with a kiss and an alarm set for the next day. Doc makes sure you have all the appointment times with reminders in your phone, as well as checking out your pictures and messages while Nurse fills up your daily pills with more contraceptives. Then, the two of them really get to work, checking out your home and how you live so they can make their own home even more comfortable for you, taking pictures of everything, and ordering food to check out your watch list on TV. By the time they finally leave, they are riled up and excited for the new life that awaits you three; Doc and Nurse getting it on in the car before driving home for another round of "preparations" so they can make sure Doctor helps you get pregnant the next day.

❥ You wake up groggy and disorientated to the alarm set on your phone. There's some food in the fridge and a sweet note from Nurse explaining how they helped you home and telling you not to forget your appointment that day. Of course, you panic a little, not remembering anything after eating the bonbon. Still, in the hectic of getting ready and telling your partner to come to the clinic with you, you don't immediately feel suspicious about the circumstances of your blackout. There's no way you can be suspicious of the two kind medical professionals who greet you gushily, asking if you are okay and how you are feeling after exhausting yourself the day before. They are a little... colder to your partner, but hey! They usher you two into separate rooms so they can have the procedure done, and you are never alone in the process for even a moment, getting all the reassurance and excitement you need.

❥ It takes a while for your partner to do their part, but the two chat with you, explaining what they are doing and that everything is completely normal and professional, so you don't have to worry at all. You don't know that the water-downed version of sperm that Doctor produces isn't the one from your partner (that one is already in the trash and thrown out for good), but his own. It's not supposed to work immediately, so they lowered the chances of you getting pregnant right away. However, if it is meant to be, then so be it. You're not exactly prepared down there, so Doc makes an elaborate spiel of using his gloved fingers to open and adjust you so he can work efficiently. Shamefully, you feel the heat in your cheeks as he keeps massaging your sweet spot, making you wet despite all of this being strictly "professional". But in the end, it is done, and the two tell you how well you did before sending you home with the advice not to wear yourself out and come back for the check-up in a bit.

❥ They wave after you, only to start licking and enjoying your taste on Doc's fingers the second the door closes. Everything about you is so perfect, and they can't wait to see you round and glowing with the baby you three will raise. Nurse is begging Doc not to take too long, wishing for her darling and the baby to come home as soon as possible, but he tells her to be patient and that they need to enjoy the process as much as possible as he adjusts himself, barely able to hold back either. This kind of play happens twice more, although it breaks their heart to see you disappointed that it didn't work again. Each time, they make sure to reassure you and end up leaving you more restless and horny, especially since you're not allowed to have sex with your partner so the seed can "take root". But on the fourth time, finally, Doctor sighs after ordering some tests, telling you it seems like you hit a bump in the road and the "issue" he saw a few appointments before has now gotten more in the way than he thought.

❥ You are completely heartbroken hearing that you might not be able to get pregnant, not knowing better. Once again, it's Nurse who holds and comforts you, telling you everything will be okay as she looks at Doc and asks if they could try that. At this point, they've manipulated you enough to perk up despite your sobs, looking back and forth between the two. Doctor seems hesitant, weighing the options as you ask what they mean. What else is there that you could try? They know you are desperate—they made you this way—and they play the role so well of "I don't know if it's advisable" and "You'd need to be under pretty heavy anesthetic to endure it" but they never explain more about this apparent procedure. Not until you practically beg for them to do it. To help you no matter what and that you want that baby so much, you'd do everything. That's when they know they've won, and having you almost on your knees, looking up at them as if they're your saviors, only confirms the feelings they have for you.

❥ You're invited to their house for the procedure. They explain that it can't be done at the clinic since it's not something the clinic offers in services. But they have a private office in their home, and no one has to come with you either since they'll be there to take care of you. It feels somewhat wrong, but you trust them after all they've gone through with you, and they appear genuinely interested in trying to help you. They made sure to tell you it would be pretty costly. Still, it might be the only way to get you pregnant with your "condition", so you agree, bringing your savings in cash with you and stepping into their home upon arrival. It's a beautiful, luxurious building, and you are surprised at how homely it feels, almost as if you were in your own place. Immediately, Nurse tries to make you comfortable, offers you some tea to calm down and sits you on the couch so Doc can go through the proceedure with you. He's very vague about the details, but waves off most of it since you'll be under anesthesia most of the time anyway. It's strange and unreal, but you follow Nurse as she leads you to the office by the hand while Doctor follows quietly, ensuring all doors are closed behind you.

❥ Nurse helps you change while Doctor "prepares" himself. She claims he has done this countless times, and she is sure it will work for you, too. Then you are led to a medical examination chair, and chuckle nervously as Nurse restrains you to it. Some of those restraints are a little tight, and you tell her, but she assures you it's how it has to be so you don't fall off while unconscious. You relent, trying to calm yourself with deep breaths. It's not until Doc finally appears that you doubt this decision enough to want to stop. However, both of them are quick to wave off your nervosity, telling you that you'll wake up pregnant and it will be as if you were never gone. Before you can tell them clearly that you don't want to, Nurse pulls a mask over your nose and mouth, and a sweet-tasting gas assaults your senses, reminding you of the bonbon you had from Doctor before. The last thing you see is Doc unbuttoning his coat, skin peeking out beneath it, and then you're gone again, just like before.

❥ When you wake up much later, the large lamp of the operation room still beams down at you, and you shiver as you feel the cold chair at your back. Drowsily, you look down, your body rocking in a steady beat. You hear muffled moaning only for your senses to return as your body is forced into a violent orgasm, feet curling in their restraints as you cry out in pleasure and surprise. People cheer as you arch your back and jerk from your orgasm, and then the rhythmical rocking returns, more vigorously as you realize someone is pounding into you. You look up in shock at Doc fucking you, together with the slick tongue of Nurse licking up your slick and everything else drooling from your sex. All the clothes are discarded from all three of you as they mess you up, sweaty and grinning ecstatically. You have no idea how long they've been using your body or what else they did, but it isn't long until Doctor leans over you, his body shuddering as he pumps a load of jizz into you before he looks down, breathing heavily.

❥ "Someone's awake~" he announces, and Nurse jumps up from her position. "Oh, you cute thing!" she lilts, coming up to your head and kissing you passionately, tongues and tastes mingling while you struggle to get out of her hold. "Now you can finally join us! We've still got a lot more loads for you to make sure you're pregnant by the end of this!"

❥ As if prompted by her words, Doc begins picking up the pace again. This time, it's his mouth capturing yours before you can protest and exclaim your horror, the chair giving him all the freedom to trap you beneath him. You are assaulted like this for hours, the only breaks you get are so that Doctor can take care of Nurse's needy pussy by eating her out or fingering her while she plays with you. But his cum only goes to you, and they are thorough in this aspect. Meanwhile, you are forced to come to terms with your entrapment and how naive you had been to be so trusting of these psychos, all while you struggle in your restraints and beg them to stop this assault. But they keep their promise, making sure there is absolutely no chance of you not getting pregnant. And now, you are bound to them forever. ♥

[hauntedhokage]

𝕤𝕙𝕚𝕧𝕖𝕣

Xavier/F!Reader (not MC)

word count: 1.8k

warnings: dead dove do not eat, Xavier is a predator and a freak (the way I like him), yan!Xavier, trespassing, noncon, m & f receiving oral, somnophilia, noncon filming/photos, drugging, intoxication, unprotected sex, breeding, literally READ THE WARNINGS

note: this was written in the google doc on mobile at 1am when I couldn’t sleep so…yeah. enjoy

[ao3] [ko-fi]

Xavier had to protect you. 

He’d gradually lost control of his infatuation with you, his neighbor across the hall. Your cute smile and trusting nature pushed him across that borderline into true obsession that he couldn’t keep at bay any longer. He told himself it’s just to look out for you, as a researcher you’re able to defend yourself but just barely since aptitude tests are much more spread out for your section of the Association than his. Someone had to.

He abuses the key he had to your apartment, something given to him once so he could look after your cat while you were at a convention and he’d taken it upon himself to make a copy so he could continue to look out for you better. The key sees use every night, the Deepspace Hunter keeping himself in so he can watch over you in your bedroom and help himself to some of your clothes - he slept better when he was surrounded by your scent and needed to rotate out the clothes he was borrowing. 

As time goes on he gets bolder, taking your wrist in his hand and using it to palm at his cock through his pants and eventually using it to get himself off. Your face looked beautiful decorated with his spend, and he always took a picture to save to a private album to be used later when he wanted to get off but couldn’t get to you. 

A few days later he’s coaxing your mouth open, treating himself to the mouth he fantasized about and losing himself in the sight of your pretty lips wrapped around his cock. That night he returned the favor; crawling into your bed and settling between your spread legs, pulling your panties to the side and indulging in your taste for the first time. You were so sweet, got wet for him so quickly that he could’ve made love to you that night but he held off in fear that your little moans and whines were indicators  that you were waking up. The following morning he’s proud of himself when he overhears you telling your best friend about how vivid your dream had been. 

“It felt so real,” you’d commented, stirring at your coffee as you lean against the counter in the office kitchen. “A hoping for another one.”

“If it’s a side effect of your sleeping pills then you might.” She responded, pointing her own stirring stick at you. “You look so well rested, I hope it does happen again.”

That had cemented that he was helping you, doing you a favor even if you didn’t realize it was him doing it. A labor of love, something that one day he knew he’d be able to provide when you were awake and begging for him to make you cum over and over again. But that would come in due time - you’d already invited him to get drinks with you and your coworkers this weekend. 

And when he’s sitting in the bar with you, he’s having a great time. You were gorgeous when you let loose and enjoyed the company of your friends outside of work - even if he hated the way Andrew was looking at you. A silly crush that wouldn’t see anything come to fruition, but Xavier still finds himself frustrated that another man was looking at you like that. But as you continue to drink what he’d brought you, he relaxes more with the comfort of being that you’d need to be escorted home soon and that was when he could consummate his relationship with you. 

“I think I need to go to bed,” you comment tweet minutes later, leaning into Xavier in an effort to keep your balance. “I’m losing my tolerance”

“That means you need to come out with us more!” One of the women tease, and Xavier laughs as you giggle while waving off the suggestion. 

“Don’t worry, I’ll make sure she gets home.” He assures, smile in his face as boss arm finds itself sound your waist. 

“Yep.” Your drunken chirp is cute, he can’t help but smile down at you as you drape his arm around your shoulders. “Xavi lives by me.”

Your colleagues don’t argue, bidding you both a good night and wishing him luck with getting the little drunk home. The additives he’d given you had truly done their job, you were just lucid enough and able to carry a conversation at this point that it didn’t look suspicious at all for him to be sliding into the back seat of the can next to you. His hand settles on your thigh, and you giggle as your hand covers his to keep it there - an invitation for sure, something that he’d wait to capitalize on to make sure the driver didn’t get to see how pretty you were when you kissed. 

You let him help you to your bedroom, dropping onto your bed as he went to your bathroom for a moment. He comes back without a shirt on, something that confuses you but you don’t vocalize it. It’s when his fingers start to unbutton your blouse that you try to push him away, but you’re so weak compared to him and he only chuckles at your pathetic attempt to stop him.

“I’m going to make you feel so good, don’t worry.” 

He’s kissing you now, his hands sliding around to your back to unclasp your bra so he can touch more of you. You don’t kiss back, but your mouth opens and you sit there in shock as he licks into your mouth. “Taste so sweet, I love how you taste. I love everything about you.”

His hand moves to your skirt pulling at the zipper on the side and breaking the one sided kiss to push your skirt down. His fingers trace your slit through your panties, leaving you mortified as how wet you were despite the way he was forcing himself on you. 

“I won’t even need to prep you, I should slide right in.”

“Xavier, no.”

“You going to love it, you were asking for it last night but I wanted you awake for this.”

He might’ve said too much, not that it truly mattered. As time went on the drug’s effects would settle in and you would be truly pliant to him much like you were when you slept and dreamt of him giving you orgasm after orgasm. 

He gets you on your back with your head in your pillows, quickly getting out of his jeans and briefs to meet his cock spring free. It’s long and intimidating, your eyes are glued to it as his hand leisurely strikes it while he gets onto the bed between your legs. Your panties are left on, the fabric pushed to the side as his tip aligns itself with your dripping entrance. 

The stretch is immediate, your eyes closing at the discomfort coupled with the embarrassment at how lewd your juices sounded as he rocked his hips into yours you work hoods length into you. You don’t know how you’re so wet, you don’t think you want to know, all you know is that you mind was unwilling but your body was screaming for Xavier to thanks you right now and it wasn’t fair. 

“Waited so long to get inside you,” he breathes, those blue irises dark with his madness as he bottoms out in your tight pussy. “So tight, waiting for me to mold you to me. Waited so patiently for me to make you mine.”

“Xavier please,” you whimper, your hand weakly coming up to rest on his chest. You felt like you were moving in slow motion and it was horrifying. “Stop please. I won’t tell anyone, I promise.”

“I want you to tell everyone we’re together. You’re mine, always have been.”

Your body feels too heavy to fight him, your arm staying where he’d redirected it to rest on his shoulder as he pulls your legs up to his chest in a mating press. 

“Xav-“

“Shhh.” His thumb presses to your lips, pushing past them and into your mouth to silence you and any dissent you may want to voice. Your pussy was already starting to clench around his cock, abd he was eager to feel you cum around him instead of his fingers. “You’re about to cum for me already, you’re so good to me.”

You whine around his thumb, teeth pressing into the digit as you tight around him some more. You were so petty, sounded so sweet when you came while sleeping, awake you were downright gorgeous as you started into Bo’s eyes with tears welling up in yours. You felt so good you had to cry, he knew that he had to be your soulmate because of that. 

“Gonna give you a baby,” he whispers, kissing your shoulder as you lay limp beneath him. “Gonna tie you to me forever, like you should be. Make you mine, you want that.”

You shake your head, too weak to do anything else as your body begins to betray you once more. He was just so deep, so big, stretching you in all the right ways and stroking every spot inside you and he knew your body was responding the way he wanted it to. You’re too tired to panic, too weak to fight, all you can do is take what he was determined to give you and you hate it. 

“Gonna fill you all night, and tomorrow we’ll tell everyone that we’re together and Andrew can stop looking at you like that. You want to be mine, you wouldn’t let me do this if you didn’t.”

You want to argue, but your mouth is dry and the words won’t come. The pace of his thrusts increase, his hands gripping the pillows on either side of your head and his teeth grit. He was close, and you have no idea what to do because you can’t stop him from finishing inside you.

“Fuck, I’m cumming.” The warning isn’t soon enough, for as soon as the words leave him you’re hit with the feeling of his throbbing cock unloading with the intent of heading directly to your womb. He keeps himself inside you, wanting to make sure not a drop of his cum left you, preparing your drowsy face in kisses as he praises you for how well you took him and how beautiful you’d look pregnant with his baby.

You fall asleep shortly after he rolls into his back, pulling you with him so you’d rest on his chest with his cock still being warned by your full cunt, with his knuckles gently dressing along your spine as he hums a lullaby that lulled you to sleep. 

You wouldn’t remember any of this in the morning, it’d be too easy for him to get you to believe that you were two drunk neighbors who made a drunken decision but he’d love to take you out for breakfast. You might be sore, and he’d apologize profusely for hurting you, but you’d comply because he knew you wanted him just as much as he’d wanted you. 

[heartfullofleeches]

Delivery Driver Reader's thembo energy is unmatched.

Delivery Driver Reader who delivers goods to Yan Crime Boss, blissfully unaware that the pizza boxes they're handing off are filled with a different kind of dough than they're used to. Crime Boss enjoys how oblivious and upbeat they are towards everything going on around them. When they get word of their favorite delivery person arriving at the door they drop everything just to uphold their facade as an honest business person and chat them up.

-

Yan Crime Boss, in the middle of an interrogation and cutting off their victim's ring finger: Still got a whole nother set of fingers. You better start talking if you want our doc to stitch this back on for you

[A voice picks up from their intercom] "Hey, boss? That driver you have a crush on is heading up to your office. Forgot you were in the middle of a meeting."

Yan Crime Boss: Shit [Shoves the victim's fingers down their throat before throwing them beneath their desk and cleaning the blood off their desk, using the few seconds before delivery reader walks in the door to fix their suit]

Delivery Driver Reader, bursting through the door: Hey, Bossman! How ya doing today?

Yan Crime Boss, kicking the squirming body beneath their desk: Fantastic! How about you?

Delivery Driver Reader: Ah, can't complain. Think someone's been tailing me for the past week, but I'm probably just working too hard.

Yan Crime Boss: I'm sure you are. Say, why don't I wrap up what I'm doing and take you out to dinner?

Delivery Driver Reader: but didn't you order pizza?

[Crime Boss raises from their chair and takes the boxes from them - throwing them all out the window.]

Yan Crime Boss: I'm going on a diet

[mellowwillowy]

Yan! Doctor: An apple a day keeps the doctor away.

Reader: Yet it only sends me to you every time I eat it, doc.

Yan! Doctor: Who knows, the Evil Queen laced the apple that was given to Snow White and I could be doing the same too.

Reader: ??? But she was intending to kill her so that she could be the most beautiful of all?

Yan! Doctor: Oh come on now, I don't have such shallow intention. I just wish to see what's the most beautiful every day.

Reader: ... Heard you were once a mortician?

Yan! Doctor: Why yes. Do you know just how fascinatingly beautiful you could still be despite being dead? I know how to eternalize one's beauty.

Reader: *hears door locked from the outside* hey nurse? Nurse!

NB: Here are the other sus co, dentist, cosmetic surgeon

[yansurnummu]

well I guess it was only a matter of time before my drals/zerith fic devolved into smut

[cerastes]

Something I’ve been thinking thanks to Babel is that you could make a banging game about the Babel period up until the end of the Reunion Arc in the style of Nobunaga’s Ambition, specifically more in the style of Ghiren’s Ambition, the Gundam spin-off.

Besides the obvious Grand Strategy element of managing your greater territory through a mix of generic squadrons and hero squadrons — Babel having Scout, Ascalon, Ace, and the other Elites, while the Military Commission has Ulsulah, Manfred, Scareye, and other such individuals — and the protection and seizing of supply lines and settlements, it’d also open the possibility for one of the signature features of the games: Alternate histories.

In Ghiren’s Ambition, you can try and replicate the canon events of the story perfectly, but you can also heavily derail the established canon for incredibly interesting alternate takes and outcomes. For example, in our hypothetical Theresis’s Ambition, assuming the scope is from the beginnings of Babel right up until the end of the Reunion Arc, we could explore possibilities such as:

The Sarkaz Royal Courts being spurred into action for either side. This instability, in turn, could spur foreign powers into action and taking a vested interest and side in the civil war, greatly expanding its scope.

The Leithanien invasion of Kazdel being a lot more successful, resulting in a far, far more unified Babel and Military Commission. This may in turn result in a far earlier, unified invasion of Victoria, or a far more emotionally charged civil war once the siblings’ differences become irreconcilable.

Amiya’s condition being a lot more stable, leading to Doctor, Amiya and Savage to actually push through with their plans to venture into Yan next. This could happen through either a lot of earlier medical advances, or by outright preventing the accident that gave Amiya oripathy in the first place, this obviously having major implications in the rest of the story.

Theresis early killing Doc when he has the chance. Likewise, lots of implications here.

Doctor not going through with their betrayal and keeping the Shipwide Defense Systems operational. This would have immense implications in the future of Kazdel as well. Furthermore, this could lead into an early Theresis kill.

Rhodes Island failing the operation to retrieve Doctor, and instead, they fall into Reunion hands. As they are a clean slate here, this could very well mean a Reunion-aligned Doctor.

Ursus seizing the Doctor, thus resulting in an Ursus-aligned Doctor. Probably one of the most nightmarish scenarios. Possibly as a result of Kal’tsit successfully pushing back against the notion to retrieve them from Chernobog in the first place.

Ch’en’s leaving Rhodes Island to dry in the Lungmen operation actually costing them that entire battle and Operator lives, subsequently breaking relations between the two factions.

The Chernobog operation in general having a different outcome depending on the level of preparedness and development you come into it with, such as an early Faust kill (Ascalon comes along and hard counters him, maybe?), the possibility to have Ace and Scout survive, the possibility of other R.I. Operators dying instead, the possibility of Reunion personnel/mercenaries dying or going a different route altogether (Ines legitimately dies, W caught early and thus needing to go back to R.I early).

FrostNova’s fateful death being averted, and successfully recruiting her into Rhodes Island.

Reunion!Doctor somehow resulting in events that successfully removes Kaschey from Talulah very early, wildly changing the direction Reunion takes and averting Mudrock and Big Bob’s defection as a consequence; this directly opens a route where Reunion and Rhodes Island can become allies, but it’d also be very difficult as these two reasonably sized powers joining forces might spur Lungmen/Yan or Ursus into deploying against them with absolute force.

The possibilities are so ample, I’d love this game.

[klaus-littlestwolf]

Smut-🔥 Fluff-🧸 Series-⚜️ Headcanon-🧨 Dark-🥀 Dd/Lg-✨ A/B/O-♎️

Alpha!Elijah’s Scent:Maple Trees and a Freshly Lit Fireplace

Oneshots/HC’s

•Elijah Headcanon🧨

•Hidden Princess 🧸✨

•Train Apologies (Eli/Klaus/Kol)🧸🔥✨

•Her Savior🧸✨

•NSFW A-Z🧨

•Jealousy is Destructive🧸

•An Overstimulated Baby Bat🧸✨(Md/Lb)

•Happy Anniversary Little Wolf🧸✨ (Klaus/Elijah)

•His Little Surprise 🧸✨

•She is Mine🧸✨

•Mikaelson’s w/ a Little Mate🧸✨🧨

Yandere

•Yan!NSFW A-Z🥀🧨

•Mafia!Elijah A-Z🥀🧨

•Yan!Mik. Brothers HC’s🧨🥀

•Mafia!Mik. HC’s🧨🥀

•Mafia!Mik. Family HC’s🧨🥀

•Mafia!Mik. x Little!Reader🧨🥀✨

•Their Sugar Baby (Eli/Klaus)🥀🔥

•Klaus and Elijah Obsessed w/ You🧨🥀

•ER Doc!Klaus & PO!Elijah HC’s🥀🔥🧨

Police Officer Elijah Masterlist

Elijah Moodboards

[envy-of-the-apple]

The yan!stsg x reader cheating has me in a chokehold for days actually! As much as its thrilling, vindicating and flattering that these hoes come crawling back(except for gojo? Hes like the newest addition to you so hes just strolling in your 3sum 😭😂), beneath that surface is actually a heavy cesspool of angst(i love angsts!) like thats where your vision of unrequited love in yan trope comes in delicious clutch

Youve forgiven, moved on and stuff— theres no coming back to loving suguru again; but the banger is!!! Amidst your years captivity, you forgot how you started loving suguru. Yep, forgot.

You dont wonder the moot points how suguru is unrecognizable from the time youre with him nor question yourself what made you fell in love with the pos in the first place.

But youre trying to remember how you fell for him in the past because you feel nothing now; indifference, and how jarring you find yourself to be in this predicament— and so that trying to be with the two in your turbulent captivity would be freeing in companionship.

But the thing is, your feelings are like ashes that stsg is trying to ignite again, but you feel nothing; or a blind person trying to perceive colors or stuff.

JUST imagine sugurus pain in the later years, youve got hidden diary in between your cloud docs or written in little receipts thats about your regrets and your love for a person(thats after him) and that love is so full of passion and longing its borderline painful that you tried to get back to feeling any semblance of emotions for suguru but failed. Just suguru pathetically stewing in regret, how he shouldve handled both you and gojo and rage, because you loved another person thats equivalent to how you used for HIM lmaooo

I hope ive articulate my feelings for this prompt quite fine??? Im struggling with english(its my 2nd language), i hope you get the gist of it xD thanks for listening to my rant, but i had to share this brain rot 😭🙏😊

istg if you dont get outta my inbox and wRITE THIS SHIT RN-

ughhh i think its even worse that you've forgiven them, right???? lets face it, it's only cuz of you suguru and satoru were even able to get together. those two fucking suck at communication and you basically taught suguru to love and be vulnerable. maybe, even before the cheating happened, you became friends with Satoru, you talked about things together, he become softer with you and he fell for you. They both loved you, but they loved eachother too.

you forgive them, because of course you do. but it still hurts to see them, so you leave. Maybe you move cities, ignore their phone calls, block their numbers. You meet someone else. Someone who gently puts you back together, makes you learn to trust again.

You forgive Satoru and Suguru enough to send them wedding invitations. It's all water under the bridge, you think to yourself. You don't realize that they still aren't over you. That they will never feel complete without you. They've lost contact with you for years but now you've given them an exact date, time, and location.

They don't care how happy you are with your new partner. All that they care about is how happy they'll make you.

[influenzalake]

Dc x Invincible - Jealous Yan Dick x Reader

Imagine: a new hero has been flying around the past year, and they caught reader's eye

TW: suggestive content, GN reader,  500+ words 

- - - 

"Hey! Give me the remote the news is on!", Y/N says.

"No way. I know what you're really looking for.", Dick snaps and he holds the remote out of Y/n's reach. 

"Okay yeah and so what? I wanna see!", as Y/n continues to wrestle for television rights.

"Master Dick, I suggest you give in to Master Y/N's requests. You have been enjoying the television for some time and the news program is important for education about real world events.", count on Alfred to always have your back. 

With a grumble of defeat, Dick relinquishes the remote and settles back into the couch. 

You type the channel and looks excitedly at the screen. You've heard the whispers, there HAS to be an official report. Hopefully the cameraman takes their job seriously this time. 

The jingle plays, the image of the Earth swirls across the screen, you are greeted kindly by the host and, for once, you are delighted by the words "Breaking News". 

*new hero, self-proclaimed, "Invincible" and Atom Eve spotted today at Mount Rushmore fighting against super-villain Doc Seismic, saving countless civilians. Reporter O'Hara is on scene with the latest, O'Hara?"

The scene changes to the location in question and the reporter begins to recount the events. You don't really need the rundown, you already know what happened. You're here for the close ups! 

... and there he is. Draped in his iconic blue and yellow, speeding across the screen. You are treated to the same scene from multiple angles, all with decent quality and sound. Heavens bless the videographers that day. 

"I dont know what you see in that guy. You're surrounded by other, BETTER, heroes every day!", Dick huffs.

You ignore his comment and keep your eyes on the screen. Forget whatever people say, he's SUCH a hunk. 

"You know we know who he is right. His name is Mark Grayson. We know his name, his address, and his favorite comic book! That means we can find all his dirt too."

This time you tune in. Mark...  Mark Grayson. You like it. You instantly attach the name to his face (and body) with a soft smile. Maybe? I mean, you are connected with the superhero community even if they have their separate groups. It shouldn't be too hard...

Dick sees the way you stare at the TV. At HIM. You're practically drooling! He feels that gnawing heat rise up from his chest and go straight to his teeth. Nothing this guy has that the entire BATFAMILY does not or cannot get. Just waiting until they hear about this. It goes higher and his eyes feel like they're going to burst. 

"If you wanted your last name to be Grayson so bad, all you had to do was ask." He bites the inside of his cheek, hoping that wasn't too loud. 

But you heard it. You heard loud and clear. You let some time pass then tip your head in his direction.

"...Hmm?"

Keeping him at bay is the smarter option. As much as you'd like to confront him about what in the Name Of Heck that was, you can let it slide this time. It's always like this. They're jealous and demanding, nothing like your dear Invincible. 

Hopefully.