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#venture bros x reader
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Imagine them wearing this shirt 🫶🏾
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dozing-composing · 7 months
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ʙʀᴏᴄᴋ ꜱᴀᴍꜱᴏɴ ʜᴇᴀᴅᴄᴀɴᴏɴꜱ
✦ At first, he doesn't really change. It's like you aren't even dating. He acts the same way he always does: standoffish and solemn. ✦ But then, there's like a certain shift. He starts being more gentle. He doesn't want to admit it, but he wanted to make sure this is what he wants. ✦ Of course we all know that he's a straight up playboy, but he can and will stay committed in a relationship. It's just that he wants you to be safe. There are countless evils out there, and he wants needs to be able to protect you if so required. In his mind, once he makes it official with you, everyone will soon be out to get you both. And heaven forbid anyone harms you. ✦ Don't be fooled by his "Swedish killing machine" façade, he can take you out on the most romantic date you can think of. ✦ He touches you a lot. Little touches. Like hand holding, him offering you an arm to take (what a gentleman), wrapping an arm around your waist. It's to "keep you closer to him." ✦ While he does like this, he's not a big fan of PDA. He won't kiss you or anything like that in public unless he knows for certain you're both secluded. ✦ He has a wide range of how he kisses you. Some are filled with such love and passion, others are like a quick smooch. If you're lucky, he'll lead you away (if you're both not already alone) to have a make out session. ✦ He LOVES when you give him a massage after helping out on whatever the Ventures do. His muscles are always so tense, especially in his back and shoulders. ✦ Getting him to relax is a hard case, but you make it so much easier when you're with him. You put his mind at ease. He can't completely forget about all the cruelty in the world, but he takes pleasure in that moment you're there. ✦ He strikes me as someone who enjoys personal time with people. He would definitely adore each and every second he spends with you. ✦ It makes his heart melt when you're interacting with his family. You could be playing with the boys, helping Rusty in the lab, or even chatting with H.E.L.P.eR. You're around them a lot more thanks to Brock, so they consider you part of the family as well. ✦ One thing's for certain. If you stick around, Brock would absolutely love to settle down with you. Granted, it would be a bit hard to do so, what with the Guild and everything, but he would make a complete effort just to be by your side.
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orisquirrelking · 2 hours
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I write for venture bros now 👍👍👍
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harveywritings92 · 1 year
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{A few days after that weird encounter, Ghost, Soap and Gaz are at a small bar in town.]
Soap, nudging Ghost in the side: Et, Lt, Check it out it’s yer girlfriend.~
Ghost, looks at him like he grew six heads:...
Gaz: The lady who caught us in her backyard and ask if we were on drugs? 
{Ghost looks over his shoulder to see they weren’t joking, it was her. She was with a man and both looked annoyed at each other’s presence as they sat down behind the three solders.]
Man:  Are you seriously looking at me and telling me that I’m wrong?!
R/n: Oh, come on, Dude! They have one female servicing a large group of males. That implies a species that lays eggs!
Man: Oh my God, you're crazy! They're so obviously mammals!
R/n: Please! She'd be in estrus 24/7 if she didn't lay eggs!
Man: Smurfs don't lay eggs! I won't tell you this again! Papa Smurf has a fucking beard! They're mammals! Christ! This is as stupid as Your “the North witch is a princess.” debate!
R/n: She’s wears a pink puffy gown, has a tiara. And came down from the sky in a sparkly bubble! If that doesn’t scream “I’m a princess” then what does!?
Bartender: HEY! L/N, MAN’S NAME! STOP FUCKING YELLING AT EACH OVER CARTOONS OR GET THE FUCK OUT, YER DISTURBING THE OTHER CUSTOMERS!
[R/n and her friend sheepish quiet down and order some drinks, R/n goes to get her beer when she pauses and stares at Ghost perplex.]
R/n: Wait,...Don’t I know you?
Ghost: Doubtfu-
R/n: No, those eyes...*snaps her fingers* Yeah, yeah! You’re that soldier fro-- Epp!
[Ghost jumps off his stool, quickly grabs R/n’s arm pulls her towards the backdoor.]
Ghost: You said you’d forget about that!
R/n: You really thought I’d pretend like I didn’t catch a bunch armed men in my backyard getting ready to raid my neighbor’s house? …Maybe you are on drugs.
Ghost, flatly: I’m not on drugs...
R/n: Right, whatever. Can I have my arm back, or do you want my number first?
Ghost:...Is the good witch Glenda a princess?
{That’s how Ghost got R/n’s number.]
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vip3r-r · 25 days
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could I request some venture cuddling headcanons with a fem s/o?? 🤭
I LOVEEE VENTURE CUDDLES— I just know that mf would LOVE to watch you do your things in your phone you’re their face is hidden behind your head, hands playing with your body and just poking you for funnnn
Warning— nothing pure fluff and love (probably bad spelling)
Would LOVEE to be the big spoon
Like hear me out, they want to hold you and think “oh man, I got this cool person just for me! Cool!”
I like to think they would perfect to cuddle with you while you’re in the top, like rubbing your back or maybe scratching your head while they tell you something, realizing you fell asleep and switch up to the spooning position and just falls asleep with you
If you’re the big spoon tho
Sloane LOVES it when you scratch their head, the feeling of relaxation going through their head while you scratch it is out of this world
Loves to give you a kiss here and there
Is the type of person who randomly shakes when they’re way too relax and forget to breathe
Bites you
I just wanted to say that ngl
They wouldn’t ask for cuddles like a normal human, no no no
They would see you in bed, ran, jump and land on top of you and scream at you “let’s cuddle!”
I feel like after a day of work, they would just take off everything put some pj pants (no shirt) and just relax in bed because even if they do love their job it’s hard sometimes yk?
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gore-geousrem-ains · 2 months
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Guess who remembered they’re in love with Henchman 21!
nsfw - 18+ - 21 x reader - giving 21 a well deserved treat - my story structure is all over the place so 🤷‍♀️
When he comes back from an exhausting mission, rub his shoulder, his back, his aching arms and legs. Being the only Henchman, he works himself to the bone. 
After you’ve helped him relax, gently palm the bulge in his pants. Tease him just a bit for being such a powerful henchman with such a soft spot for you. 
When you finally release his erection from his pants do not take him in your mouth. Softly glide your hand up and down his shaft. Of course he’ll crave more, running his fingers through your hair and encouraging you to taste him. Quite simply take his hands and place them at his sides, continue with your slow strokes. 
Watch his every motion closely: how he screws his eyes shut from the pleasure, his hands clench tightly at his sides, how he’s biting his lip stifling his own moans trying not to draw attention from Dr.Mrs. or the Monarch, his strong thighs clenching their muscles, and how he so desperately wants to buck upwards into your hands to chase his orgasm. 
Of course you can’t let him. As much as this is pleasure, you know he doesn’t mind more intense play. 
Under his shaky breath you hear him, 
“Please, babe, I gotta finish…” 
You smile at this and oblige with firmer, faster strokes. 
“Hng… close, so close…”
He’s louder now, having let go of that fact that Dr.Mrs. and the Monarch might hear him. 
“You like this 21? Just my hands playing with you?” 
“Gary,” he croaks, “Say “Gary” for me.” 
Nearing his peak, you lean in close just to suckle the head of his cock tasting his salty precum,
“You taste amazing Gary.” 
His crescendo hits instantly, a loud moan escaping his lips. What you didn’t expect was for him to pull you in close and take his load in your mouth. But you oblige, he’d been so patient while you teased him that he deserved to ride out the last bits of his pleasure in your mouth. 
“Sorry I uh, grabbed your face…” Gary babbled, “I wanted to cum so bad and—“ 
“Gary, it’s okay.” You sighed, “But did you at least feel good?” 
“I felt amazing you—“
“Can you keep it down!” The Monarch’s shrill voice echos throughout the house. 
“Some of us are trying to sleep!”
Your eyes meet Gary’s and you two can’t help but share a laugh. 
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viceroysimp · 3 months
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meeting ms. fischer (drabble)
[gary/21 x gn!reader]
[very loosely tied to my gary fic but can be read separately]
[you & gary started dating during blue morpho arc & went to hs together at one point]
[i gave gary's mom a random name since she isn't named in show]
i've been sitting on this drabble for the last three months and decided to post it cause why not. enjoy!
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“If she makes you uncomfortable at all, you say the word and we’re out of there!” Gary says firmly, his hands gripping the steering wheel tightly as you both pull into a residential area, having left the bustling city to a smaller suburban neighborhood.
“Gary, I’m sure it’ll be fine, it’s meeting your mom for heaven’s sake, not a Guild interrogation.” You chuckle, reaching over to place a soothing hand on Gary’s thigh and squeezing gently.
“I’ll take scaphism over this, any day.” Gary groans as he pulls into the driveway, glancing over at you, “You sure you want to do this? Because once you’re in there, my mom will talk your ear off, keep you prisoner.”
“Positive. Now let’s go.” You say with a grin and Gary sighs, unbuckling his seatbelt as he begrudgingly gets out of the car and unlocks the front door to his childhood home.
Being caught up in all the Blue Morpho drama when you first started dating, you and Gary both realized over dinner one night that he hadn’t let his mom know that he was dating let alone now had a significant other.
Needless to say, the moment he called her to let her know, she demanded that she needed to meet you as soon as possible.
An tan, energetic dog comes dashing towards the doorway the second Gary opens the door, immediately jumping on you with its tail wagging happily.
“Oh my god, Lady, no! Mooom, call the dog!” Gary yells out, gently tugging on the dog’s collar to get her off you.
“Gary, it’s fine!” You laugh as Lady happily licks at your hands as you try to pet the squirmy dog, “I didn’t even know you had a dog! How could you not tell me?”
“Technically, my mom got Lady after I moved out to become a henchman so she’s not really mine. She’s super friendly thankfully.” Gary sighed before wincing as he heard his mom’s voice calling from the kitchen.
“Gary, I told you to call me before you got here! I’m still making lunch for the two of you!” 
“Mom, I said not to make anything! We had a late breakfast!” Gary groans, taking your hand and leading you to the kitchen.
As you walk into the kitchen, you see an older woman with the same shade of brown as Gary’s hair with slivers of gray showing through, hunched over the stove. She finally turns around, wiping her hands on a nearby kitchen towel as she sees you for the first time.
“Mom, this is my partner, [Your Name].” Gary introduces the two of you, squeezing your hand tightly.
“It’s nice to finally meet you, Ms. Fischer.” You say politely, extending your hand but blink as instead you’re wrapped in a warm embrace instead. 
“Oh my god, no need to be so formal! Call me Irene!” Ms. Fischer teases before pulling away to look at you full on, her eyes assessing you up and down before they widen, “Wait a second, I remember you!”
Gary and you glance at each other confused before saying in unison, “You do?”
“Weren’t you two in the same little comic book club, Gary? Remember you had that meeting here when the school kicked you out for trespassing, thinking you were an adult. I told you they were cute, didn't I?”
“You remember that far back? That was before I even turned 15!”
“I’m not that old, Gary!”
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After Gary begrudgingly agreed to split the lunch his mom had prepared for the both of you, the three of you were squeezed together on the couch with Ms. Fischer sitting in the middle, a worn-out photo album in her lap, showing you page after page of baby photos of the henchman.
“Mom, don’t show her that one!” Gary protests, his cheeks red as he attempts to snatch the photo of him as a toddler wearing just a diaper with a plastic sword and a paper crown on his head.
Irene’s reflexes are too quick for him, dodging his large hand as she places the photo into your hands. “I swear, I could never get him to take off that darn crown once we went to Medieval Times.”
You reach across her lap to give Gary’s hand a firm squeeze, grinning at the cute photo, “It’s okay, Gare. You were such an adorable kid,” Your hand reached up to squeeze his cheek playfully, “And you got even more adorable as you got older.”
Gary smiles warmly, pressing a soft kiss on the inside of your wrist. Irene looks between the two of you with a look of admiration before clearing her throat, “Gary, those comics that you got shipped to our house are piling up in your room! Can you please go grab them?”
“Now mom? I can do that later…” His voice trailed off when his mother gave him a stern look. “Alright, fine! I’m going!” Gary groans, getting up from the couch, heading to his old room in the basement of the Fischer home, leaving you alone with Mrs. Fischer.
“I swear, I don’t know where he gets his stubbornness from.” Irene sighs before placing the photo album on the coffee table and turning to face you. “I just wanted to get you alone for just a second to say thank you for looking after my Gare Bear. He’s such a sweetheart and I worry about him doing all that dangerous stuff.”
“Of course, there’s so much to love about him and I’ve always got his back.” You say which Irene beams at, bringing you into an embrace and squeezing you tightly before pulling away, grabbing you by the shoulders.
“And if he ever does something stupid, you call me and I’ll whip him into shape!” She says pointedly to which you hear a groan echoing from your boyfriend as he ascends up the stairs, a box full of comics in his arms. 
“I heard that, mom!”
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On the drive back to your shared apartment, Gary makes you pinky promise not to tell the Monarchs about his mom’s nickname for him.
“Of course… Gare Bear.”
“[Your Name]!”
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xfilesinamajor · 11 months
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My Fics are All Over the Place
And most of them are smutty. All AO3 links because everything I write turns out long. An incomplete list:
Another Day in Paradise (Hazbin Hotel, Adam x Fem!OC, offensive language bc it's Adam and violence bc it's Hell, 32k works so far, my current baby)
Unspoken (Only Murders in the Building, Theo x Fem!Reader, 18+, 84k words, love and angst)
The Best Revenge (Hannibal, Chilton x Fem!Reader, 18+, 81k words, also love and angst)
Coattails (2012 The Lorax, Oncler x Fem!OC, 18+, 54k words, yes I went there but I am REALLY proud of my take on it)
Dangers of Working with Ferric Oxide (Venture Bros, Rusty x Fem!OC, 18+, 100k words, particularly fond of my OC in this)
Fumbling with the Future and Falling for the Future (2021 Encanto, same story from two different POVs, Bruno x Fem!OC, about 71k between the two, amazing NOT 18+ but there's a TW to make up for it)
With Wandering Steps and Slow (Ghost fandom, wip, Terzo x Fem!Reader, 18+, 23k words so far, lots of angst)
The Peach (Ghost fandom, wip, Cirrus x Fem!Reader, 18+, 35k words so far, kink and cuteness)
Flipping the Script (toes the line of original work because I based the whole thing on a four-minute song, standard M/F romance but I think I did a really good job on it nonetheless, 18+, 107k words)
Fireflies and Auto Theft (Gravity Falls, I did a whole series of these and they're honestly pretty good stories on reread so I guess I'll link them, Stan x Fem!Reader, 18+ even though it's a kids show I know I'm gross, 76k words)
And there a few one-offs and side-stories floating around my AO3 too.
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cupid-circus · 8 months
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Getting Some of That
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yandere-toons · 10 months
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I like to think that the venture family + Brock would be super chill with a Muslim platonic obsession. I'm a Muslim girl myself and I like to think they'd totally get rid of all their pork and try to learn Arabic with me since I'm trying to learn Arabic to understand the Qur'an in its original language. I can see all of them struggling with me lol. I also imagine they'd be protective over a hijabi reader, since being visibly Muslim can be dangerous here in the United States
Superb—all these ideas. Learning languages is like running a marathon every day for months, and I wish you all the best with your reading!
Training video: ما إسمك؟
Dean:
Hank:
Rusty:
Reader:
Brock: اسمي بروك سامسون.
Hank: Wow! Can you teach me?
Dean: *tries to whip out Google Translate*
Rusty: *gets up and leaves the room, only to saunter in 10 minutes later with H.E.L.P.eR. and his new translator chip*
Rusty: *claps H.E.L.P.eR on the back* I've programmed him to recognise over 200 languages and dialects, so this should be a pinch.
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payaso-affairs · 1 year
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I'm very tired and very yearny and the x reader girlies (gn) are gonna get the end results of it
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dozing-composing · 6 months
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would you do gary nsfw headcanons? :3
You.... I've Been Waiting For People Like You! ☆ 18+ Activities, DNI If You Are Uncomfortable With Suggestive/Sexual Themes And Content ↓ NSFW Below ↓
✦ Roughly 6 inches with a slight upward bend, tip is shade #CE96A8. It's also a sizeable girth, he's real thick. ✦ Top Kinks: bondage, light BDSM, lingerie, roleplay, praise ⤷ Tell him how much of a good boy he is while he's fucking you gently. Nine times out of ten, he'll cum on the spot. ✦ He'd be into shower sex too. Just you and him going down on each other as the water softly hits your skin. Things get steamy pretty quick. ✦ Favorite Position: missionary with your legs over his shoulders OR you bent over and him taking you from behind. He loves seeing you from all angles. ✦ FACE SITTING.. This man would beg for you to ride his face, especially early in the morning when you're both just waking up. ✦ Normally, he's gentle. He'll take things slow and only do things you consent to. He's also very touchy. His hands constantly roam and glide over your body. However, there are times where he's pent up and needs to have a good release from it all. ✦ He's pretty vanilla in bed, not having too many preferences. Although, he's not opposed to trying new things with you. He'd do anything with you as long as it doesn't hurt you. This means no knifeplay or anything like that. Now, if it's something like spanking you, he'd instantly have you bent over his knee and leave red hand marks. ✦ It doesn't take much to turn him on. Sitting on his lap will do the trick majority of the time. Instant boner once you mount him. He'd grip your hips and make you grind against his bulge. ✦ Would really like for you to relieve some stress after each grueling mission from the monarch. ⤷ Him coming back and you sucking him off to relax him >>> ✦ Speaking of, when it comes to blowjobs, he's the type to hold you by the head as you're taking him in inch by inch. Loves when your teeth grazes his cock while you're doing it, too. ✦ On special occasions, and if you're up for it, he'd have you dress up as his favorite movie/book/game character and partake in some roleplay. He'd do the same if you're into that. ✦ Aftercare king. He's cleaning up the mess. He's massaging your thighs. He's nuzzling into you. He's asking you if you're okay and if you need anything. He's a total sweetheart.
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harveywritings92 · 1 year
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[Ghost and Soap crash through the wall of a enemy base in a modified El Camino surrounded by trafficker henchmen, they’re there to rescue R/n and Gaz.]
Ghost : You get Garrick and R/n...I’ll handle these guys.
Soap, worried: Are you sure there’s an awful lot of them..
[Ghost stares dead ahead murder in his eyes]
Ghost, snarling every word: They. Hit. Me. With. A. Truck..(eye twitch)
Soap, scared: Okay...(gets out of the car)
[Ghost proceeds to decimate the henchmen by running them over with the car! much to Soap, Gaz and R/n’s horror and amazement.]
R/n: Dudes, let’s use this as an example to never piss off Ghost!
Gaz: Good call...
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vip3r-r · 23 days
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Sooo, jw..would you write an NSFW alphabet for Venture?? Your hcs are literally so good
I was thinking about this the other day because I was literally reading a ghost nsfw alphabet— I would def write one for venture! And thank you I’m so glad people like my hcs for venture because like other anon said I am in fact on my venture brain rot era and I cannot leave 😞☝️
Most of my requests are literally nsfw so might as well writhe the alphabet
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gore-geousrem-ains · 2 months
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How the Venture cast reacts to finding you and 21 “in the act”:
nsfw - 18+ - 21 x reader - character reactions - I proof read-ish 🤷‍♀️
Rusty: Revolted disgust gives you two a lecture on how your behavior is “inappropriate” and “unacceptable”. He will not forget this incident and will bring it up again and again in an attempt to make you feel guilty. 
That being said, he IS going to watch the action on the security cameras later.
Brock: Mostly indifference. He’ll raise an eyebrow, assess the situation very briefly, then leave. Doesn’t affect him so he doesn’t care. 
Sgt Hatred: A lot of “Oh gosh! I didn’t know you kids were, y’know…” he’ll make awkward sexual gestures with his hands before excusing himself. “Holler if ol’ Uncle Hatred can do anything for ya!” 
Dean: Embarrassed beyond words. He’ll throw his hands over his eyes and run out of the room apologizing profusely. 
Hank: “Cool! I mean kinda gross but cool! Y’know I had sex once I heard it was like sky diving into whipped cream and—“ Brock grabs him by the shoulders and escorts him out of the room.
Dr.Orpheus: “Oh my dear, um, pardon the interruption. I’m looking for a rather rare book I left here but um— seeing as you’re busy. I’ll come back and look for it later.” He politely leaves the room. 
Al: “Glad you kids finally got around to having fun the horizontal way!” (wink) 
Jefferson: Impressed the two of you finally got the nerve to be intimate. He’d cross his arms across his chest and nod in approval before walking off. 
 Hunter Gathers: “You stupid little maggot you’re sleepin’ with the damn enemy!” You’d be hit with the closest blunt object, “This is like lying in a field of landmines and expecting one not to blow your pussy clear off! Disgraceful. Absolutely disgraceful.” He’d walk away pissed off, but say over his shoulder, “Carry on.”
Shore Leave: Elated for the two of you. “Oh it is about damn time! You two nerdy little dork have been dancing around each other for months! Ugh, this is a Kodak moment.”
Pete and Billy: Both deeply embarrassed and excuse themselves quickly from the room. 
Later they join Rusty watching the security footage of you two going at it. 
The Monarch: Disgusted and makes his point very clear that he didn’t need to see this. Demands 21 and you make the room “spotless” and if he “smells sex in the air” he’ll release Hell so great that even the mightiest flying monarch will not be able to save you two from perdition. 
Dr.Mrs.: “Angle her hips higher and lean in closer to his chest. You’ll thank me later.”
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viceroysimp · 25 days
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reunions and opportunities - chapter one
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gary x fem!reader
both of you didn't get the ideal high school experience it would make sense that you both would be dreading the reunion.
little did you know how many doors would open after that.
ao3 version here - chapters on tumblr are slightly rewritten and restructured.
content warning: fic contains smut in later chapters. discussions of mental health including trauma and potential ptsd (aka gary is traumatized).
chapter one - reunions
You assessed your appearance in the mirror after sliding into a dress, not accustomed to dressing up unless it was a special occasion. Messing with the skin-tight material, you huffed, adjusting the front of your dress to make sure it looked right. Blinking in surprise at the nice amount of cleavage the dress had given you, you quickly checked the time on your phone. 
'Fuck... I really don't want to go to this.' You groaned, taking a seat in front of your vanity and making sure your hair wasn’t a mess after wrangling the fabric over your head.  You glance over at the invitation to what every person in their adult years dreads - your high school reunion.
The day had come for you to face the peers you had honestly forgotten about once you stepped foot into college. You had no real enemies, you didn't carry any drama with you from high school - but that was because you were an unknown, practically blending into the scenery of your high school walls.
You were a bit too bookish to really fit into the popular crowd. Freshman year, you had joined a comic book club but when the eager freshman that started it left all of a sudden and most of the guys who took over were quite alienating towards the girls in the club, you left promptly.  You made acquaintances obviously due to projects and assignments, but you never really fit into any group after sophomore year.
No sleepovers, parties, hangouts.
No late nights spent on the phone making memories.
You skipped pretty much every major event the school hosted bar the ones required like graduation.
Hell, you were pretty sure there were no photos of you in the yearbook other than the awkward school photos taken at the beginning of each year.
School, work and home was your routine for those four tedious years. 
"At least, no one will bother you... just get in there, drink to get the nerves out, make small talk if anyone approaches you and get out." You mutter to yourself, applying your lipstick carefully.
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"What the hell do you mean you can't help me arch tonight?"
Gary winced at his leader's sharp and harsh tone, rubbing the back of his neck. Ever since the Monarch had lost all of his henchman and the Cocoon, and his wife had more pressing issues to deal with as a new Council member, Gary or Henchman 21 was left solo to help the Monarch on his escapades to try and arch Dr. Venture again.
However, tonight, he had to ditch his henchman outfit and wings and put on a nicer outfit - a white button up and slacks from his Kano costume - to attend his high school reunion. 
"Why the hell are you going to your stupid high school reunion, 21? I'm sure it's just going to be a bunch of popular kids who fucking peaked in their teenager years and need this night to be validated. Besides, those pricks probably picked on you too and that's a whole can of worms you do not want to open back up." The Monarch scoffed, waving his hand dismissively as he propped his legs up on the table.
Gary questioned why he even wanted to go too. He missed out on most of his high school years after being kidnapped to join the Monarch at age fifteen. Sure, he got his GED but none of it involved being around the people he had to see tonight. There were a few people he kept up with here and there - mostly his Dungeons and Dragons buddies - but they hadn’t seen him since he transformed into Two-Ton 21.
"I dunno, I missed out on a lot of high school since I left to become a henchman. I didn’t go to prom or any dance… I figured I would make up for lost time. Besides, half those idiots there wouldn’t try to mess with me now.” Gary shrugged, running a lint roller over his white shirt that bulged at the arms from his muscles.
The Monarch sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose, “Alright, I’ll let you have this, 21, but all of tomorrow we are doing reconnaissance on Dr. Venture! My wife is out of town for some stupid Guild conference and since she’s still pissed at me, I’m not going.” 
Gary nodded and saluted to his boss before heading out the door.
“Just get in there, drink to get the nerves out, make small talk if anyone approaches you and get out….” He muttered to himself.
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Your face scrunched up as you took a sip of the punch, immediately pouring out the drink back into the bowl and tossing the cup. “You think after getting out of high school, they would serve quality drinks and not spiked punch that tastes like peppermint schnapps.” You sigh, running a hand through your hair.
As you had expected, you were still blending into the background. No one had approached you or even noticed you were there. They even stopped you at the door, not believing that you went to school there until you showed them the invitation, told them your name and presented a drivers license.
“Well, this turned out to be a drag…” You mutter, crossing your arms and leaning against the gym bleachers. Your eyes observed your surroundings: everyone had yet again separated into cliques, seemingly discussing how their lives have been since graduation aside from the jocks and preps reminiscing in the glory days, already wasted from the spiked punch.
Gary began to wander around the gymnasium, already having made small talk with a few guys he kept up with from the comic book club although it was difficult to identify him as he had clearly bulked up and gotten fit since his high school days. 
He was relieved that at least someone had taken over after he left though he was a bit disappointed to hear how much the club had derailed from his original vision. 
As he continued to make his way around the entirety of the compact gym, he stopped in his tracks as you came into his line of vision. His eyes took in how the dress clung to your body, accentuating every curve you had. He gulped, not having been this attracted to someone since Dr. Mrs. The Monarch.
However, after snapping out of his fixation on your body, he noticed you were all alone. ‘Huh, that’s odd… figured someone as gorgeous as her would be with someone’ He thought to himself, his eyes gazing over the sea of people mingling. He bit his lip, wondering if he should approach you.
‘Come on, you idiot. She’s all alone, now’s the perfect chance to swoop in!’ The voice of Henchman 24 echoed in his head. Gary rolled his eyes,  ‘Oh my god, will you ever leave me alone?’  The echoing voice persisted, ‘Maybe I will if you make a move.’ 
Gary sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose and muttering under his breath, “Fine, fine…” He took a deep breath and approached you with a warm smile. “Hey… thought you were looking lonely. Did your friends not show up to the reunion?”
You freeze as soon as Gary approaches you, not ready to make conversation given how sober you are currently. Your eyes quickly darted to the side, “No … I’m… really not close to anyone here to be honest.” You admitted, pushing a stray piece of hair behind your ear and shrugging. 
Gary’s eyes widened at your response, “Oh man that totally blows, dude.” Your face dropped at his answer and he quickly noticed, stammering out a clarification while rubbing the back of his neck. “W-Well, you’re not alone! Honestly, I don’t know anyone really here either. I left like sophomore year… just know a few guys from the comic book club when I used to run it.”
Your eyes lit up at the mention of the comic book club and your gaze immediately snapped towards Gary. “Wait… you were the one that ran the comic book club that year? Oh my god, I remember you. That was the one year I was in it… well, I was one of the only girls so it was kind of hard to miss me. You did such an amazing job covering different comics outside of the Marvel and DC franchises and it was so nice to hear about new series!” 
His eyes widened and he looked quite taken aback at your sudden enthusiasm. Internally though, he found your passion so attractive, almost screaming in excitement at the news that you were a geek like him. You quickly noticed, taking his silence as a bad thing, ‘Shit... I just geeked out on this complete stranger…’ 
You quickly apologized, “S-Sorry, if that freaked you out.” 
Gary quickly snapped out of his state of shock and shook his head, “Oh no, no! I’m just shocked that you were a part of the comic book club. I kind of don’t remember a lot from that year and honestly... I wouldn’t expect someone as pretty as you to be into that kind of stuff…” He admitted, chuckling nervously as he rubbed the back of his neck. He quickly put out his hand, smiling awkwardly, “I’m Gary, pleased to make your acquaintance, m’lady.” 
A pink blush spread across your cheeks and you giggled softly at his quirkiness, “Pleased to make your acquaintance as well, I’m [y/n].” You took his hand and gave it a firm shake. 
‘Talk to her. Preferably not here, it’s totally killing the vibe and you’re practically screaming over this lame music.’ 24’s voice echoes in Gary’s head.
Gary held onto your hand and smiled back at you, “Hey, it’s kind of getting stuffy and crowded in here and I really don’t want to yell over this music just to talk to you. Wanna ditch this lame thing and grab something to eat? My treat.” You nod eagerly, a wide grin across your face. His expression brightens as he takes you by the hand out of the stuffy gymnasium.
‘Maybe coming to this lame reunion wasn’t such a bad idea.’ Both of you thought as you got into your car and headed towards the nearest diner. 
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