Aaaaaaaa ⚰️ you've killed me, rest in pepperonis
Read this at work because yolo. No ragerts was had.
Whether he deliberately attempted to override Reader's objections or it's still basically "I think with my dick", both are good. Let Reader do a serious fights and not the cat-and-mouse hate flirting.
I'll see if I can remember to single out favorite lines later, got a at least pretend to do my job.
I doubt my interpersonal skills are good enough to beta-read (as otherwise interested as I'd be), but I could always proofread if needed.
For Tenna: Hmm. Were you being truthful about any and all photos being legally obtained?
Okay, so I read it at work and I'll try to remember what I was thinking as I did so.
As pippenLou mentioned with hypno in the previous fic, I was specifically hunting for that when I'd first reread it and all I could think was "absence of proof isn't proof of absence" because Reader noted that his static noise changed. I'm gonna go with "if Tenna used hypnosis, he wasn't aware of it" because of how he acted when the exhausted Reader chided him for snapping at the Pippins. Also it would be BEYOND hilarious if that was his first use of it (on Reader, at least) and now their guard is up. Like Tenna. Buddy. You had ONE SHOT. And you blew it on "I don't want to talk to Queen / hot model". My guy, there were so many other things you coulda used it for!
Thanks again for replying to my other comment, somehow AO3 didn't save that I'd subbed to you so I wouldn't have known you'd posted this. </3
>The doorknob of your office was cold to the touch
immediately figured Tenna was waiting and ticked off
>“Are you coming over of your own accord, or do you want me to bring you here?”
hot
>“You're still the only person I shrink for; it's more fun when I can see your reactions up close.”
yay continuity! but it is nice (not just for his stated reason lmfao) because it's hard (haha) physical evidence he's willing to "be accommodating" for Reader. The two will never truly be on equal footing (their boss, head honcho in that Dark World, still very much bigger and stronger), but it's an olive branch. :3
>“I don’t have the willpower to refuse you right now.”
LISTEN, YOU HORNY BASTARD. *You* went to *their* office and started what I like to term "hate flirt". Lord of Screens and king of projecting
>Part of you wanted to hug him and make him feel better. so he's not the only one whipped after two days hahaha
>“I can't carry you any longer,”
I think I'd had some quip about how Reader is carrying the studio despite his best efforts, but forgot it in the hours since. Oh well.
>It was more comfortable when there wasn't a suit in the way.
I got the impression his primary meaning was "You. Clothes. Off. Now." but the Freudian slip/implication/etc of pursuing Reader for more than (purely) carnal purposes is helped by stepping away from the 'Mr Ant Tenna persona'
>and he didn't know what to do about it
lemme reference previous piece's tag: This guy has the communication skills of a shoe that's why
>Hadn't he smoked today? That was strange. Tenna was a complete nicotine addict.
I figured there was significance, but didn't remember Reader ever saying anything about it.
>“What?” he finally asked when you didn't seem to react after a moment.
man gets what he wants; man suddenly not happy
that, or the Plankton "I never thought I'd get this far" meme
>“Damn, I’m already late for a meeting.”
yet another reason to start using emails, more skipped meetings = more hanky panky with your favorite spitfire employee~
>I want you to enjoy every moment you're with me so much that it's etched in your memory
this applies to what I said at the beginning of this reply
he wants Reader to want him (my favorite trope with this kind of personality mwahaha), and it won't be THEM wanting HIM if it's coerced, so I'm sticking with my "this was the first deliberate &/or conscious use of hypno"
>The way your memory saw both the man in the suit and the man moving rhythmically over you, superimposed, was torturous.
mmm, the mental struggle, delicious
>“It’s about the guests on Friday’s show.”
I figured it was Queen, from the beginning A/N
>The first was a surprise, but you understood the displeasure coming from him. It was Queen.
okay yeah sure she interrupted him rapidly succeeding at seducing Reader, but it was him storming off and remaining gone that prompted them to make a run for it, which led to sincere examination of things on both their parts
what if Queen hadn't called, would things have still worked out that well?
>The second was an unfamiliar name, with a photo of a strikingly beautiful woman.
1) I will be happy if it's not Spamton
2) did everyone immediately sign off because the person is hot? is it that kinda deal? lol
>“Battat, get out of my office. Now.”
OoooOo~ *steeples fingers* I am somehow now even more intrigued~
>“You… You really have no idea, do you?”
has he realized just how perfect Reader is for him? I'm being sincere. They got freaky and instead of blackmail or any type of leverage/manipulation/favors/etc, Reader wants to pretend nothing happened. That 'ruining' that the two enjoyed? Reader could so easily 'ruin' him in a horrifying way.
>He just lied.
Why's it a lie? Ooooh I really wanna know, because if it turns out he has a selfish/stupid/embarrassing reason AND it's one Reader would consider good enough justification...
>Come to me willingly, or I’ll take what we both want and damn the consequences.
ngl my breathing hitched in the office. Is it still "dubcon" if both are enthusiastic participants and in full soundness of mind, but there was never a single "yes" from either of them?
>the light within starting to swirl lazily
here's where I started thinking about that paragraph at the top, going over what I remembered from trying to prove his disingenuousness in the previous fic
also, the deep voice that usually utters nothing but threats using the adverb 'purr' when manipulating someone? *mops up double-nosebleed* yeah
>When he lifted you to sit on his lap, your world spun.
gonna need more tissues and an iron supplement, stat!
>Then, his landline rang.
cue me, abruptly wondering if the model has some connection to the Spammy boi (or, as I type this, his Benefactor simply has other beneficiaries, such as model &/or Reader)
>a slow, peaceful Christmas tune
Noelle being Spamton's 'morality chain' to the extreme fuels me - also who the heck has soft Christmas music as a ringtone??
>His entire focus was on the phone.
bro has fumbled the bag so hard
in canon (and I guess hinted here?) he prioritizes issues with a phone caller over his current Interest, and it drives that wedge home
ignore the damn phone! You've got perfection literally in your lap under your semi-literal spell! Wrap that up in a nice tidy bow, THEN bitch out whoever is calling
>“Just listen, alright?!”
that wasn't a denial :(
>“Wait, wait!” He continued, minding his volume this time. “I didn’t mean to!” He was torn between obeying you to not approach you and trying to help you and hold you close.
on the one hand, that's never a good sign since it's an admission
ON THE OTHER! respecting the "Don’t come near me." is a vibrant green flag
took me way too long to type this all out I can't be bothered to see how long it's wound up being edit: fuck me. no I'm not trimming that THIS IS YOUR PUNISHMENT FOR THE BRICK
currently Losing It (tm) Big Time (tm) and vibrating out my chair with excitement
I want Tenna and Reader to be happy, and Reader is definitely allowed to suffer a bit first (for flavor), but we gotta put that larger-than-life handsome man through the wringer first. Happy ending? Sure. But you gotta EARN that sucker, first~ ;)
You don't get to die on me, you hear me?! We still have the rest of the fic! Come back here!!!
"Legally, I paid for them with legal money. As much as I wanted to break Shuttah's neck for daring to have those in its memory I didn't, am I not a good person? Don't I deserve a reward for that?
The pictures were only the appetizer, but you see... I am starving right now."
Ew, he's disgusting, I want to break his neck instead. As for the rest, I just want you to know that the first time I read this wonderful thesis you wrote it was first hour in the morning and I couldn't remember my own name but I laughed out loud. But for ✨ reasons ✨ I won't say anything else, there might be spoilers if I open my mouth but I don't want anyone to know where exactly the spoilers are, but if I get to laugh again I'll throw more bricks. Damn, I'm biting my tongue here no joke.
I note he side stepped my point. :3c Ah, love how he's reasoning things out~
Oh good, because I wrote it at 3:30 in the morning half asleep :D and was then chewing on my lip at work to keep from giggling at the reply
*Sicko Yesss meme* This means I can likely refer back to this thread with "DID I CALL IT OR DID I CALL IT?"
You'd mentioned I get to make a wish? How about this: once all bricks have been kissed and thrown, I can erect a cairn with the engraving "rest in (bad) press, Mr Ant Tenna's dignity" uwu
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