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rainbowcolored7 · 2 years

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For the WIP/Tag Meme

@sunrunnersiond1013 requested a snippet of "Mesca domestic fluff porn (The Eagle)." I'd forgotten I'd written more for this one a while back, thus turning into a story that is going to end up being a lot longer than originally intended. The original premise was just going to be Marcus and Esca dealing with the newness of fatherhood, and it is still that at its base, but my brain decided I needed to backtrack and write how they got to that point (with Cottia as their surrogate) before the rest could be formed. So, here are a couple difference scenes!

The sun was warm on his skin as he stepped onto the sidewalk, the air just a tad damp with the promise of rain later in the evening. Marcus inhaled a deep breath of air, tasting the ozone on his tongue. The sweetness of late spring tickled the back of his throat and he relished it. God he wished he could go for a run, up into the hills, through the forest, along a trail. Marcus longed for some real exercise, not the tedious repetitive kind that his physical therapist had him doing for his leg, but the make you sweat and ache all over kind. Of course, there were other things he could do to sweat and make himself ache all over, but that would require getting naked in front of another person and he wasn’t sure he was up to feeling exposed to anyone just yet, not with his leg still looking as horrid as it did. (Not to mention all the other cuts and bruises that were still healing on his body)

Sighing deeply Marcus turned and began to limp down the sidewalk, leaning a little heavier on his walking stick than he truly would like to, but unfortunately needed to. (And he refused to call it a cane. A cane was what his uncle used, not him, no way). He tried not to think about how similar to his uncle he would become now due to his injury, though his uncle had been lucky enough to avoid being injured as badly as Marcus had been when he was in the army. Marcus, on the other hand, had avoided luck altogether and walked straight into a bloody explosion. But he wasn’t going to dwell on that right now, not after doing just that for the past four months already. Right now he intends to live in the moment and try not to trip over his own feet.

Wincing a little, trying to breathe through the pain, Marcus rounded the corner and nearly ran straight into two people turning the corner at the same time.

“I’m so sorry—” Marcus began, stumbling back and grimacing as the quick movement jarred the muscles in his thigh.

“Marcus fucking Aquila?”

Marcus blinked, trying to clear his vision from the fog of pain surrounding his head. In front of him, grinning from ear to ear with that familiar devilish smile, was none other than his dearest friend. His dearest friend whom he’d been dodging calls and avoiding because he didn’t want to explain to her how he nearly lost his leg and was absolutely miserable being back home and not fighting. But Cottia didn’t look mad, in fact she looked completely ecstatic to see him.

“The last time I checked my middle name was Flavius not fucking, but hello to you too Cottia.” Marcus joked, hoping he didn’t sound too awkward.

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Sat on one of the bar stools Marcus straightened from his bowed posture and smiled warmly at Esca while Esca shuffled over to the coffee pot and poured himself a mug with a splash of milk. “Might be a little bitter, I made it an hour ago or so.”

Esca shrugged and took a couple sips to test the temperature. “You know I don’t care as long as it’s hot and ready.”

Marcus nodded amiably and set his phone down from where he’d been reading the daily news while Esca made his way around the large island to lean into Marcus’ open arms. Esca hummed happily and closed his eyes over the feeling of Marcus’ humid breath tickling the back of his neck. They stayed like that for a long minute, enjoying the quiet morning together, before Marcus shifted his chin to rest on Esca’s shoulder.

“I thought we might walk down to the market and get some fresh fruit, maybe some scones for Cottia? She’s been messaging me non-stop about how badly she’s craving them.” Marcus suggested, his lips grazing the rounded shell of Esca’s ear.

Esca shivered and pressed his back heavier into Marcus’ chest. He took a drink from his cup before responding and tilted his chin to see Marcus’ face from the corner of his eye. “She messaged me yesterday about how she almost ate an entire jar of pickles with nutella and I threw up in my mouth a little. If she’s craving scones we’re going to get her scones because scones aren’t absolutely disgusting.”

Marcus laughed and the rumble vibrated through Esca’s back causing a chain reaction of chuckling between the two men before Esca finally removed himself from the embrace and set about finding something to eat. Marcus leaned his elbows on the island counter and watched Esca rummage through the cupboards, finally deciding on the instant oatmeal.

#my fic #tag meme #the eagle #the eagle of the ninth #marcus x esca #esca/marcus #my wip

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local-spoon-does-a-thing · 3 years

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Samuel Hayden x Reader headcanons

A/N: Finally, after the long wait, it's here. I apologize for taking so long and I appreciate your patience with me! Hope you enjoy! The next one is going to be VEGA headcanons!

First meeting

For the sake of the fic, let's just say that you two met through the job. You are newly employed into the UAC. Obviously, seeing a 10 foot robot and realizing that you'll be working with a 10 foot robot would at the very least peak your interest.

Since you two would be working together from now on, you would try to get to know him better. But of course, he'll just treat you like he does with the rest of the workers and either give you boring, short answers or put down the questions. Wow, does he have a stick up his metal ass or something?

Let's just say that your first impression of him left a bitter taste in your mouth. Or maybe you're into that kind of thing, I don't know. But your curiosity for the immortal robot pushes you to continue your attempts. One day, he'll crack and boy, was it going to be worth it.

What your friendship would be like

Okay, he won't admit it but you finally got him to crack. See? Told you that your repetitive attempts would be worth it. All it takes is just A LOT of patience with this robot. Anyway, your determination starts to shine onto him after some time has passed and he admires it. Whenever his other workers tried to do the same thing you did in the past, they would all usually give up. But not you.

You did not give up one bit. Even when you felt like you were about to, you kept pushing forward with each (failed) attempt. And this was for trying to get to know him better. He can only imagine what you're like while you're working. But then again...you work with him so your work ethic doesn't go unnoticed.

Sooner or later, you two are talking and he actually answers your questions instead of giving you short half-assed ones. Though, if it's too personal or out of line, he'll put it down and warn you about it. Again, you're gonna need the patience. At least now, he's beginning to open up.

The friendship starts out very slow. There are times when you aren't able to talk to him at all throughout the whole day since he's a very busy person.

As your bond grows inch by inch, he starts to give you heavy constructive criticism on your work. Yes, this may seem harsh for some or most people, but he wants you to strive to be better. Don't worry, though! With criticism, he gives you a couple compliments here and there. Maybe if you're lucky enough, he'll offer his assistance. You should definitely take this as a form of bonding time.

Once you two get close enough, he'll start to become a bit more talkative around you. Hell, sometimes he even invites you to his office during your break times. You two would either talk about work, ask questions about each other, make some inside jokes, or just enjoy the other's company. He feels comfortable whenever you're around. Again, he won't admit it so don't expect him to admit out any mushy thoughts.

The crush stage

Ohhh boy, he has no idea what's going on. He doesn't have a heart, but why can he feel his non-existent heart beating so fast whenever you're around? Why does he become so restless all of a sudden? Had his gears malfunctioned? Was it the argent energy that was doing this to him? Hayden becomes desperate to figure out what the hell is happening to him.

He doesn't tell anyone about this since he's not that close with anyone, excluding you. He does research on his own and takes notes of himself so you might catch him more distracted whenever you hang out at his office.

If you ask about it, he'll deny it and quickly change the topic to something else. Don't bother bombarding him with more questions because he'll just continue to deny it.

After a short time has passed, he figures out what's wrong with him. And it's worss than he could ever imagine. He likes you in a not-so platonic way. Throughout his long years of living, he has never felt this way before. He was always closed off and was strictly business. But you managed to thaw your way into his icy heart. God, how could he let this happen?

You know something is going on. Before, he was distracted. And now, he's closed off, just like he was during your first encounters with him. Geez, this robot really does run on hot and cold, huh? He rarely invites you to his office now. When you're in his presence, he goes to a different room. He's trying to avoid you. He wants to get rid of these feelings.

Looks like your patience is going to be in good use once again. But you know that you can't hold it for long. If this continues, then you know that you're going to have to confront him about it.

Meanwhile, it seems that simply avoiding you and occupying his thoughts with work isn't going as planned. You still manage to end up in his thoughts. And when he sees you moving around the building, it's like someone just put glitter on his eyes (lens?) and now you look prettier than the last time he saw you.

Confession time

You decide that this whole ordeal has gone on long enough. Whether the feelings are mutual or not, you just want your friend back. Now, you stand in front of his office. As you knock on the door, you wait for an answer. It doesn't come by after a couple of moments. The door slides open and you can see the robot with piling works on his desk. Even you could tell that he was exhausted. Hayden straightens your back and tenses. Without any other word exchanged, you step into the room and cut him off just as he was about to speak.

"Doctor Hayden, do you not enjoy my company anymore? Did something happened? Have...we not been friends at all?" You decide to cut to the chase since you want to know his reasoning behind all of this.

This...wasn't expected from you. He didn't even expect your presence at all. He was going mad with these yucky emotions but sometimes, it felt nice to imagine what could be in the future. But that niceness turned into pain. Not knowing what you'll say or do to him once he confesses hurt him. He doesn't like the unknown. Though it seems like he has no choice now. One thing he wants is to get this off of his chest.

Before he confesses his reasoning for his doings, he hardened himself and braced for the worse. His confession to you is blunt and straightforward. No beating around the bush at all. Samuel stills and awaits for your answer.

If you reject him

He quiets. Nothing is to be heard in his office but his gears turning and working. He braced himself for this, yet he wasn't ready enough, not strong enough. He doesn't know what to feel. Anger? But not towards you. Sorrow? He was mostly at fault. Hayden does nothing else but give you a nod and dismisses you from the office. Maybe...it was better to keep quiet. He won't make the same mistake again.

Your friendship is more cold and lonely now. He copes by burying himself with work, barely giving you any attention. He still wants you as a friend, yes, but it just hurt every time he saw you.

If you accept

Totally caught off guard. Hold on, he just needs a minute. Wait, so you like him too? He asks once more to confirm it, and you did. He felt like all of the weight he's been holding has finally released him and was replaced with a familiar feelings of euphoria. If robots could smile, he would be grinning right now. But you could tell by his voice that he was immensely happy. The feelings are mutual, thankfully. He stands from his desk and walks over to you. He doesn't know what to say or express so he hugs you for the first time and thanks you.

What your relationship would be like

At the beginning stage of the relationship, he will be a tad bit agitated. He already has a hard time showing physical affection when you two were only friends before. Plus, this is his first relationship. He doesn't want this to be all willy nilly, he wants this to be a very serious thing. So for a while, you're going to have to be the one to initiate the affection first. He's a quick learner so soon enough, he gets the hang of it.

Definitely NOT the PDA type. During work, he is strictly all business. No tomfoolery allowed. He won't hold your hand when there's other workers around, no lovely words from him, etc. The most that he'll do is place a hand on your shoulder or on your back. I think that he would rather keep his relationship private instead of letting the whole world know. But behind the doors, oh boy, he can be one smooth motherfucker. He may not be good with physical affection, but he can be smooth with words.

Once you two have built up your relationship, he becomes more comfortable with giving affection and reciprocating it. He'll hug you more often, give you encouragement whenever you're feeling down, or maybe just even hold your hand while he works (but only if it's just the two of you in his office).

Not gonna lie, he gets pretty beaten down every time he realizes that he can't kiss you. He doesn't have lips, after all. So you're the one that's going to have to smooch his face plate. His body overheats a bit every time so be careful.

As for cuddling, he's like your own personal heat rock. This robot doesn't really need to sleep, but you do. He'll let you sleep whenever you sit on his lap and just admire your peaceful expression. At first, he may seem like a cold-hearted metal killjoy, but he really does care. And he really cares about you.

#doom eternal #doom 2016 #samuel hayden #samuel hayden x reader #doom x reader #x reader #fanfiction #headcanons

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