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can we get some fluffy phantom swiss??
feeling sad and wanting some comfort 🥺
maybe trans phantom dealing with painful cramps and swiss being there and being the amazing boyfriend he is and comforting phantom through the cramps?
Of course, Chase!
I'm sorry that you're feeling sad. I hope this helps. Sending you lots of hugs too.
Just under 1k words of Trans!Aeon/Swiss. SFW. Just mentions of period cramps. ♥
Aeon wakes up in agony. Pain lancing through his belly, down his thighs, through his back. He curls in on himself. Knees drawing up tight to his chest. He wraps his arms around them, holds on tight as the wave of pain intensifies. Digs it’s claws in.
It’s so early. The sun is barely up. Streaking pink into the hotel room. Aeon had hoped for a day to sleep in. For the opportunity to luxuriate in bed next to Swiss on an off day. Peace. Comfort.
He should have known better than to hope for anything.
He breathes a little easier as the pain eases. He doesn’t loosen his grip on his legs though. He knows it’ll be back before long, it always is. He thinks about stumbling to the bathroom–at least to make sure he hasn’t made a mess of himself. But it feels impossible. More work than his aching limbs can handle.
He lays there for awhile, listening to Swiss’ soft snores. Feeling the warmth of him radiating from the other side of the bed. He opens his eyes and looks around the pre-dawn hotel room. Shadowy, still a mess from when they fell into bed last night. Half-eaten room service near the door. Their bags thrown on the other side of the room. Aeon thinks about the medicine stuffed in there. Some tea Mountain made for him that always seems to help.
He makes a plan. If he’s fast enough he can at least get to the bathroom and grab the tea before the next cramp hits. He can probably just rip the bag open with his teeth and eat the contents right? That will do the same thing? The idea of waiting for hot water from the weird coffee machine is impossible. Besides he barely knows how to work them on a good day.
Humans really do make everything needlessly complicated.
He could ask Swiss, but the multighoul is sleeping so soundly next to him, he doesn’t want to disturb him. They’ve been traveling so much, barely sleeping. Aeon doesn’t want to be the reason Swiss doesn’t get enough sleep.
He starts to push himself up, to uncurl. He gets as far as straightening his legs and pushing the blanket off before it hits him again. He swears he feels it in his bones. Dull insistent fire crawling through his body. He bites his lip until he tastes blood and even that isn’t enough to bury his whimper.
He bites down on his tail to try to muffle it, but Swiss wakes up anyway. Making a low groggy noise, confused as he rolls towards Aeon’s body. Curled up tight on the edge of the bed. Swiss’ hand is warm and broad on his back. A grounding weight. Swiss eases himself up, folds himself over Aeons’ body to look at him.
“Bug? You ok?”
Aeon looks up at him, Swiss’ eyes are sleep lined, barely open. But his dark brows are twisted in concern. The hand is on his hip now, heavy. Solid. Aeon swallows, he intends to nod, to tell Swiss to go back to sleep. But his body betrays him, he shakes his head.
“Cramps,” he mumbles in explanation. He doesn’t want Swiss to worry–there’s really nothing to worry about. He’s fine.
He crumples beneath another cramp. Tears pricking at his eyes. He turns enough that he can cling to Swiss. Now that he’s here and awake, Aeon can’t do anything else. He buries his face in Swiss’ chest and inhales the smell of him. Sweat and weed and sandlewood. He closes his eyes tight and tries not to cry as Swiss pulls him close, cradles Aeon’s little body against his.
Swiss kisses him between his horns, runs a comforting hand up and down his spine. Tangles the other in his hair, runs his fingers through it. He scratches at Aeon’s scalp until Aeon’s body goes lax as the cramp ebbs.
“What can I do?” Swiss asks, lips brushing over the curve of Aeon’s horn.
“The tea Mountain made me.”
“Where is it, baby?”
“Front pocket of my bag.”
Swiss untangles himself from Aeon. Aeon lays back on the bed, flat on his back. Tears burning against his cheeks. He hears Swiss rifling around in his bag. Hears the water run. Hears Swiss messing with that weird coffee maker.
“I hate this,” Aeon says softly.
“I know.”
“Just wanted to sleep in with you,” Aeon mumbles, voice cracking.
The coffee maker hisses, Aeon hears it spit water out into the styrofoam cup. Swiss is back right away. Helping Aeon sit up and pressing the overly hot cup into his hand. The smell of the tea alone makes something in Aeon’s back loosen.
He sips at it–it’s too hot but he doesn’t care. Doesn’t want to wait any longer.
“We can still sleep in,” Swiss promises. Leaning over to kiss Aeon’s temple. “Sleep all day if you want.”
Swiss curls one big arm around Aeon’s waist, pulls him close. The little ghoul leans against him. Eyes closing against another cramp. Swiss takes the cup from him so Aeon doesn’t spill. He presses his lips to the side of Aeon’s head, holds him close as the pain ravages him.
When it’s done, Swiss hands the cup back to him. “Drink up so we can go back to sleep.”
“I–” Aeon looks away, lilac blush coloring his cheeks. “I think I should take a shower first..”
Swiss shrugs, buries his nose in Aeon’s hair and inhales. “Fine. Shower first. Sleep after. All day. No excuses.”
Aeon turns his head to catch his lips on Swiss. It’s chaste, as easy as breathing. “Too good to me,” Aeon mumbles as he brings the cup back up to his mouth.
Swiss grins down at him. “No such thing.”
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TRT brain rot is real, my beloved Pasta 😤💞 I just got the remastered spiderman game for pc and swinging off of cranes (and or water towers) I often think of Matt and Jane now 🥲
(Bonus!! I found fogwell's gym the other day and might have yelped a little in surprise)
If I have to think about it all the time, then so do all of you! 🤣 I'm pretty sure TRT just rewires neurons at this point, and I have no complaints when someone else becomes corrupted with me.
And YESSSSSSSSS, 100%. I was watching the trailer for that the other day and had the same thought when I saw the cranes. Playing the game I'd def headcanon they're out there engaging in Devil Hunt shenanigans while Spidey is doing his thing.
ALSO THEY HAVE FOGWELLS??? HOLY SHIT. Game was already on my watch list but we're just gonna move that up there a bit further now...
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