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miniimight · 7 months

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Hellooo! Could you please write for the boys where the reader is sick but doesn't tell them bcs she doesn't wanna bother them?? I love your your blog sm 💙💙

HIDING YOUR SICKNESS ! reader doesn't wanna bother her boyfriend

with izuku, bakugo, rody + fem!reader (pro hero era)

notes thanks for the request anon !!

you: hey i don't think i can make our date tonight... i'm sorry, something came up

he frowned when he got the text. he pinched the bridge of his nose and his overthinking kicked in. you'd been distancing yourself a lot recently... between you spending all your time at someone else's place, having to postpone dates, and his hero work, you barely got to see each other.

he was worried. he pressed the call button and waited for you to pick up.

IZUKU

"hello? y/n?"

you folded from the concern in his voice. he was always going to be worried about you, no matter what you tried to do.

"izuku..." you rasped and you could tell he was taken aback.

"what's wrong, honey?" he said softly. "you don't sound too good..."

you bit your lip. oh, what the hell. he was going to find out anyway. "i'm just a little sick, that's all. i can handle—"

"sick?!" izuku exclaimed and you shied away from his volume. "my love, you should have told me."

"no, it's really okay—"

"how long have you felt this way? is this why you've been postponing our dates? where are you right now?" he ignored your protests and rambled on with more questions for a bit. you weakly answered them all.

"okay, sweetheart, i'm on my way." you could hear him huffing as you assumed he leapt across rooftops. "stay on call..."

a burden was lifted off your shoulders, and the relief made you fall asleep right then and there.

later—though how much later, you didn't know—you blinked the sleep out of your eyes. groaning, you stretched your arms and propped your body up with your elbows.

"oh, you're awake. lay down, love."

you tuned into izuku's voice, squinting through your daze. he was sitting at your bedside, a wet rag in his hand. he shushed you when you tried to ask him all your questions, gently laying the rag across your forehead and kissing your heated cheek.

"you had a fever, honey." izuku hummed, pulling the chair closer to the bed and leaning over the side. "you shouldn't have been under all those stuffy blankets."

you frowned and looked around. the windows were open, the curtains flowing as fresh air filtered in. it was true, you did feel a little less suffocated.

you pursed your lips, feeling guilty. "i'm sorry."

he was absolutely bewildered. "what could you possibly be sorry for?"

you sniffed, rubbing your eyes. "you were at work, right? and..."

izuku softened, stroking your temples with understanding. "it's never an issue for me to take care of you, love. don't be sad. just relax and let me handle everything, okay? i'm here now, to take care of you."

BAKUGO

"where are you and why have you been avoiding my calls?"

you pressed your lips into a thin line. straight to the point, as usual. "i'm... i'm staying at a friend's for the time being." you tried to speak evenly, without any tiredness.

you heard bakugo sigh deeply. "what's the matter, baby? and don't think about hidin' anything from me."

you groaned internally, letting your head drop against the mattress. you mumbled.

"what was that?"

you flared up, heat overwhelming your body. "i'm sick! okay?! i'm so sick right now."

he didn't respond.

you sighed. "i didn't want you to catch anything or worry about it. i can handle it and i'll be back in no time."

he scoffed. "fuck that. i'm coming to get you."

"kat, really—?!"

"yes, really!" you heard faint explosions in the background. "seriously, thinking you can recover on your own when you can't even speak properly." he chuckled.

you wanted to retort, but your throat burned. hmph, you thought. you let yourself drift asleep, feeling comforted.

later, you woke up in his bed to the sound of clanking pots in the kitchen. brows furrowed, you groaned as you stretched, your body buzzing after you let yourself drop into the plush mattress once more.

bakugo peeked into the room. "you're up. good. you need to eat." with an apron on, he placed an assortment of dishes in front of you; soup, fruits, and some cough drops for later.

you sat up a little, startled when his hand pressed against your forehead.

"you have a fever." he shook his head, disappointed. "you probably made it a little worse, isolating yourself under all those sheets. you were overheated when i got you."

you pouted, taking a sip of water.

he craned his neck to meet your eyes, thinking you'd be relieved being home and in his care. you clearly had something on your mind. "baby..." he held your hand. "jus' tell me what's on your mind."

you met his eyes briefly before looking away. "i... didn't want you to miss work for this."

"this matters more than paperwork." he rolled his eyes, a soft smile on his face. he squeezed your hands. "just eat up and rest up. i'll handle everything else."

RODY

"y/n?"

"nope!" his little sister, lala, chirped. "it's me!"

during his last layover, he hadn't been getting much of a response from you. he trusted you with everything, but he was worried. now that he was back in otheon, he was ready to figure out what the hell was going on.

he chuckled at his sister. you must've given her your phone to play her favorite game. "hey, lala. where's y/n, do you know?"

"she's sleeping now." rody could hear her breathing as she pattered over to where he assumed you were laying down. "sleeping like a log."

"yeah?" rody responded, deep in thought. it wasn't like you to sleep while looking after his siblings, so he knew something was wrong. "what was she doing before she fell asleep?"

"uhhh... she made lunch for us?" lala sniffed. "i feel bad, though."

rody's eyebrows creased, tugging a suitcase behind him as he unconsciously walked faster. "why's that?"

"she's got a mask on, and she doesn't want us too close to her..." lala sighed. "and she's burning up."

rody put the pieces together. he raced to the carpark and zoomed on home, bursting through the door.

the loud noise startled you out of your slumber, sitting upright. the abrupt motion made you dizzy and you groaned. lala pat your shoulder, concerned.

rody dropped his suitcase to the ground, kneeling at your side. slipping off his gloves, he pressed his hand to the side of your neck.

"seriously, babe, you should've told me when you started feeling off." he frowned, bustling about to grab you the things you needed. "i could've left any time."

your eyes were glassy when you looked at him, and he felt his heart twisting. "m'sorry," you mumbled from behind the mask. "i didn't want to bother you..."

he scoffed and pulled the mask off your face, squishing your cheeks. he looked you square in the eye. though he was scolding you, he was so soft and gently. "you never bother me. all i think about is you, lala, and roro. i want to know everything you're feeling, no matter what."

you smiled, looking lopsided as your face was still in his hands. "okay."

he grinned and kissed you.

"ugh!" you recoiled, scooching away from him. "rody! you'll get sick!"

he crossed his arms, smiling. "and? we can be in that boat together."

you rolled your eyes. "oh my god."

"aw, don't be like that, baby." rody cuddled up next to you, peppering you with affection. "come on, let me take care of you."

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myunghology · 1 year

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so. SLAMS HAND ON TABLE. read this for summary. i KNOW it's a little late but hey at least i did it thanks to @alizaneth for this idea!! mostly crack, im sorry (no im not) TW // i mentioned kinks and mommy issues once

CYNO

- first time you did it, bro tried waking you up. OBVIOUSLY it failed

- when it failed, he just left you there. i mean.. you weren't dead right. right? RIGHT?

- ngl he would probably make a joke out of your body not knowing that ur just sleeping. let's be real

- but let's be fr and serious

- carried you home bridal style once he sees you sleeping somewhere unthinkable. he may be small but holy SHIT is he strong? YES

- plants a sweet kiss on your forehead and leaves

- people have called him multiple times because of you.. so him carrying you is now a daily thing.

- but he doesn't know that you're faking it sometimes LMAO a little smile could be seen on your face when he's carrying you

- you pulled on his arm once when he carried you to bed because it was already late, begging him to stay with our words because babe that's embarrassing! we here do not beg! people with degrading kinks rn 💀

- even though he had so much work to do, he stayed for you

- ugh im so single i can't

- you manage to bribe him because yk he probably isn't getting enough sleep because he's a general. much needed thank you [name]

- he's worried about how pale you are

- guys it's genshin of course there's no melanin

- IM SORRY IF UR POC WHAT I MEANT BY THAT WAS you always look like your frozen.. yk like you can already see your veins through your skin

- encourages you to eat more if you have a problem with that, if that's the cause of you being so pale.

- doesn't look like it but he DOESN'T eat if you don't. you always have to be with him when you eat, if he's not there then it's either him, tighnari, or collei. someone has to keep you company.

- that's all

- btw hey cymps do you not get bothered by his carpet clutchers

AL HAITHAM

- he knows.

- bro stares at you lovingly. he thinks your very pretty when your quiet, he always thinks you're pretty don't get me wrong, but he thinks you're prettier when you shut the fuck up

- sorry that was uncalled for

- police we got another one who carries you when you sleep somewhere unthinkable. but it's in the most stupidest ways possible

- it's either a piggy back ride, or a potato sack carry .. bros feelin a lil goofy. one time you woke up when he was potato sack carrying you and you accidentally kicked him in the face because you didn't realize it was him

- you had to take care of him

- but guess what

- YOU FELL ASLEEP LMFAOAOOA

- Ok sorry.

- now he has to take care of you

- found you sleeping in a cabinet once and never questioned anything you do after that

- his response to "we saw [name] sleeping at [random location]" this fucker responds with "it is what it is" or a "shit happens"

- OKAY let's get serious my bad

- he was actually pretty worried of how pale you were, he didn't know if it was natural or if it was because of your health, and let's say you didn't know either

- he's a lil bit over protective but you know he means well

- once he hears your name in a random conversation, he starts ears dropping, if they're talking shit about you, he pulls them aside to give them a "friendly proper talk" yeah okay whatever makes you sleep at night

- you always look like your about to faint that's probably why he's so overprotective

- yes, you naturally look like that but who knows? he's just worried let him slide

KAVEH

- bro was flabbergasted. he tried waking you up but obviously no avail

- tried calling the hospital. guess what it was closed

- shakes you violently

- I CAN'T REALLY WRITE MUCH SINCE IDK HIS PERSONALITY THAT WELL I'M SORRY KAVEH FANS

- but lemme tell you this he isn't getting used to it

- but when someone tells him they found you somewhere he's so calm somehow? bro sighs but he's sweat dropping irl, comes to pick you up, he doesn't bother waking you up because he already knows the result . . .

- bridal carries you because he's nice, unlike SOMEONE here. you know who you are bro

- “at least im not a free loader”

- al haitham bro stop that

- gags whenever he sees you two arriving, you know what you are, al haitham.

- gets you all cozy like the caring boyfriend he is

- but sometimes he forces you to come with him, best if you don't because al haitham's there too and you probably don't want them disturbing ur sleep since you know how they are!! (i actually just don't wanna explain)

- if you sleep walk then jesus

- JESUS TAKE THE WHEEEELLLL!!!!!

- you may or may not have scared the bejeebers outa him more than once

- sorry his words not mine (it's actually my words) (not false information it's all true)

TIGHNARI

- HE KNOWS. HE KNOWS

- even if it's the first time he's the type of person to know everything about that person when he's trying to approach them

- he's an observant man what can i say. he just leaves you be unless it's important

- has considered throwing you into a pond when you're still sleeping and it's something important

- bro face palms when he sees you sleeping at random places, he has to carry you on his back now, or.. if IFFFF he's feelin a lil giddy then bridal style

- collei tries to help LOL she's so cute, she's carrying all of his stuff while he's carrying you, best student for real

- bribes you into tutoring her when he's busy smh #FREE[NAME]!

- passive aggressive but caring bf .. i want him

- but you obv fall asleep, but you still have notes so she can just snatch them and study it's a win win am i right. no? okay why should i gaf about your opinion radish lookin head ass

- (no im not bullying tighnari im not a bad influence)

- but duh, he's worried because you ARE really pale, asks to examine you with permission because we ask for consent here!! if you don't stop reading and block me and dni

- asks if it's really normal, im leaving ur answer up to you because you know!!!! oh you don't? neither do i

- when you're sick this mf can't tell, because obviously.. headbutts you to see if you're sick, it's a punishment for not telling him

- cups your face and it's so adorable i can't right now i wanna kms

- sorry

- he's just being a little bitch but he really cares about you. source? im a writer and i write x readers of course i know

NILOU

- SWEETEST PERSON HERE unlike some people *looks up*

- always tells you to be careful whenever you randomly go off somewhere because she knows your antics. probably more than you know

- guys sorry we're actually married my bad

- whenever she dances you try so hard to stay awake when ur extra sleepy

- because.. her dances are short and you can stay awake for that long. I think. Unless ur really tired

- but she always let's you slide she understands don't worry

- always places a palm on your forehead whenever you sleep and she's sitting beside you just incase

- she got your back fr, she always covers for you, unless it's really important then she'll lightly scold you for it.. but she's very cute your only focusing on her face let's be fr

- takes naps with you sometimes, when she's supppppper tired after practicing a new dance. obviously you have to help her, so you both are very tired so in conclusion, why not a nap

- flicks your forehead when you fall asleep while doing something important LMAO

- do i have favorites

- always checks up on you, hugs you so fast after a bad day and it's so cute istg

- she's pouting don't talk to me

- also vv worried because you're vv pale! she lays her head on your shoulder while your hand is intertwined with hers because she's looking at the veins that you can literally see right through your skin

- offers to see a professional healer but you deny saying it's natural

- she frowns slightly but wouldn't do anything you don't want to do

DEHYA

- SHE'S SO OVERPROTECTIVE I CAN'T

- you have to be at least 2 ft within her presence. her words not mine but im actually serious

- she will not hesitate to punch someone if they're bothering you when you're sleeping!

- she's almost always there when you take a nap so you feel safe, but when she's not she's probably busy, she knows you won't be going anywhere once you wake up though

- only wakes you up if needed

- she thinks ur a lil lazy so she forces you to take walks with her around the desert because you know staying inside for that long isn't good for you

- but if you're seriously really tired then she won't force you

- carries you around if you're with her and you fell asleep somewhere, she doesn't mind + she's really strong and it's like a workout for her

- at this point you aren't sure if she's your mother or your girlfriend because she's always taking care of you

- people with mommy issues rn💀

- you feel bad so you try to talk to her that you can take care of yourself

- she isn't listening

- you're her number 1 priority

- (real)

©miihai ; not proofread because it's 3:45 am

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julieunbroken · 3 months

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Forever. Gojo x Reader

art: @/wrt_428 on twitter

Backstory: You and your boyfriend, Gojo, haven't been able to see each other for a few months due to personal issues and work life. But you guys stayed in touch throughout that time and made sure it would work out. But recently, you were available and came over to his house after a while. And that's when things started to take another turn.

"Fuck, I missed you so much." Gojo admires you from above as you're lying on his bed, flustered by his stare. "We haven't done this in a while; I've been craving you so badly." He pins you against the bed and starts gently kissing your neck. As you're trying to hide how flustered you are, he continues to kiss your body and goes towards your pussycat.

"Are you okay with this, princess? I want to make sure you get all the pleasure tonight." He asks, "Of course, daddy." You close your eyes and take in all the pleasure you're getting. He starts licking your pussycat gently, but it feels so overwhelming for you. "O-oh, fuck, d-daddy, don't stop, please," you whimper. Gojo keeps on going and slides his fingers inside you. "You like this? Don't you, hm?" He smirks and fingers you aggressively, and it's hard for you to handle it.

"Oh, my g-g-god… fuck~" you try to hold in your moans but can't handle the pleasure. "Let it out, darling." "I know you missed me so much; don't worry." Gojo starts biting and leaves marks all over your neck, reminding you you're his. After he continues fingering you, he takes out his thick and veiny cock.

"I remember how desperate you were for my cock when we weren't able to see each other. Remember when I said to keep the same energy, right?" He says it as he starts stroking it, as if he's trying to tease you.

"Make me remember then." You respond tauntingly, and that's what sets him off, shoving his cock down your throat. He thrust it in and out, which made it feel good. "Ah~ fuck, you like that? You like having my massive cock down your throat, don't you? You little brat."

Gojo thrusts harder and eventually cums in your mouth, at which he lets out a huge sigh of relief. "F-fuck baby….. It felt so good to have my cock down your throat. You don't understand."He kisses your forehead. "I know... you enjoyed it a lot... hehe." You say this as you're flustered by his presence. Gojo sits behind you and starts rubbing your breasts gently as you're trying not to show how pleased you are with it.

"So, does my princess want anything else?"

"Yeah, d-daddy." You're interrupted by him as he quickly grabs your face. "Use your words, princess." He pushes you down on the bed and shoves his cock inside of you.

"F-fuckkk daddy... It feels too good," you moan out as he thrusts harder into you. "I know... nghh~" He bites his lip. You and Gojo continue to fuck on his bed, and he starts pulling on your hair. "Ah~ fuck, fuckkk...!!! I think I'm going to cum soon~!!" You shout as you're taken in by all the pleasure.

"We'll see about that." Gojo thrusts as hard as he can into your pussycat and continues to do so. He holds onto you tightly while he cums on you. "Ahhh~ fuck..." He lets out a sigh of relief. "That was so fuckin' fun, y/n." He grabs you and hugs you from behind, gently kissing you. "I know, especially when you were thrusting inside me; ah, that was so good," you say while laughing. Later, you both were lying on the bed and eventually fell asleep.

"I love you, princess. Don't forget that." Gojo kisses you on the cheek and wraps his arms around you.

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witheringwidgetwrites · 9 months

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Obey Me Bros React to an MC with Narcolepsy!

This is almost purely self indulgent. Also based off of my personal symptoms! Also small rant but I absolutely do not think Belphie has narcolepsy. I feel like a lot of folks don't have much knowledge on it and make assumptions just bc he sleeps so much. Also did not include cataplexy in this! I felt it would make it much too long lol.

TW: falling asleep while driving is mentioned, alcohol use is vaguely mentioned

LUCIFER

Admittedly, he doesn't know much about it before you join the program. Has a slight assumption that you'll just sleep a lot like Belphegor. Learns very quickly that that is not entirely the case.

His first introduction to your narcolepsy is when he hears about you falling asleep during class, and he's a little irked. You have to explain it to him, and you simply can't help it.

He gets to see it up close and personal when you fall asleep at the dinner table, hand barely holding up your head, plate untouched and eyes fluttering closed. He watches you intently, unsure of how he should proceed. He lets you rest, hushing his brothers and waking you up soon after, urging you to finish your dinner.

He finally understands when you're one of Diavolo's parties, as usual, he kept a close eye on you, watching your hips sway to the music as you danced with Asmo, seemingly having the time of you life! Until you suddenly stop, starting to walk away, almost tripping over your own feet as you go to sit down. He think's you're sick for a moment, before watching you lay your head on the table and quickly doze off.

Is on top of any medications you may need to take. He sets a fairly strict schedule, making sure you get enough restful sleep to reduce sleep attacks during the day.

If you struggle with insomnia, he'll help you sleep in anyway he can, even if it's lending you his coat or his very comfortable bed.

MAMMON

Has no clue what it is, firstly assumes it's like epilepsy. Which he also has little knowledge of.

His first account is when you first arrive, he's walking you through the RAD halls and you start to trip over yourself, head seemingly bobbing back and fourth as your eyelids flutter. "Wha? Did ya not sleep right or somethin'?" You have to explain to him what it is, and he probably doesn't fully understand it yet.

As you grow closer, he lets you drive his prized Demonio 666 Lexura. Very rarely, but he couldn't ignore the sparkle in your eyes when he joked about it. He starts to panic when he sees you slightly drift to the side of the road, just barely noticeable, and he realizes you're having trouble keeping your eyes open. He quickly takes over, heart still racing at the thought of what could have possibly happened.

Definitely takes it more seriously after the car incident, he refuses to let you drive anywhere, almost ever. It's very rare that he'll let you behind the wheel.

Once he notices the insomnia, he's definitely confused. "I thought ya had that sleepy human disease?" He cocks his head at you, pursing his lips. You have to explain the science behind narcolepsy for him to really understand.

He also likes to keep you to a loose schedule, calling in a favor with Belphegor to make sure you're asleep by a certain time.

LEVIATHAN

Has an idea of what it is, only because of NarcoBerries from one of his games. Very vague idea, however. Guesses that Narco = sleep, so some kind of sleep issue.

His first encounter with it is when you're playing Devil Kart, one of the first few times he's let you in his room, and he looks over to realize that your eyelids are halfway closed, and your controller is slipping out of your hands: He panics for a moment, not wanting to touch you, but settles on leaning in and calling your name. He's shocked when you startle, eyes still half lidded and yawning. "Sorry Levi, can I take a nap in here?" Before he can respond, you're already halfway asleep. He let's you lay there, grabbing one of his extra pillows to throw at you.

The encounter that makes him understand a lot more is when you go to a human world convention! You'd been friends for a while, and you were both so excited! There's an unmistakable excitement in your eyes, and he's so giddy! He wouldn't call it a date, but probably thinks of it as one, secretly. He's quickly disappointed when you're sitting down to eat, and you drop your fork onto your plate, head slowly dropping down. He lifts your head, not wanting you to fall or face plant into the food, and talks to you quietly, "are you bored, MC? We can head home if you need!" He's hoping you don't take him up on his offer. "Thank you Levi, can we just sit against the wall and let me nap in your lap for a minute?"

He's a little embarrassed, but powers through, only for his Henry!

He is one who does not keep you on a schedule, but he tries to get you to sleep in his room while he stays up, playing games. He wants to make sure you're getting as much rest as a normie needs!

Will also let you play games with him when your insomnia is awful though!

ASMODEUS

Probably has heard of it as 'sleeping beauty syndrome' or something. Only finds out what narcolepsy is from Lucifer, when Asmo brings up how you've fallen asleep so often lately.

His first encounter with your narcolepsy is when he's doing your makeup, he's applied almost everything, until he finally gets to your eyeshadow. He turns around, a magenta pigment on the brush, and he realizes your head isn't tilted upwards anymore! Tries to talk to you, asking you to life your head, but he realizes you're asleep. Frowns, but crouches down to finish his work.

The encounter that makes him understand a lot more is when you're at a party at The Fall! Asmo is barely buzzed, he turns away from you for a few minutes, just enough to get another drink, and he can't find you! After looking for a short period, he finds you at one of the booths, your head in your arms, leaning on the table, he can hear soft noises from you as he approaches. Tries to wake you, gently shoving your shoulder before he realizes you're not budging. He sits with you, texting his brothers and asking what he should do, as he can't just leave you there! He settles on waiting for Beelzebub to escort you, and tipsy Asmo home.

Is not very helpful with your insomnia unfortunately. He needs his beauty rest and so do you! Might recommend medication to get you to sleep, or might suggest his baby brother as an assistance.

Might also suggest some sort of physical activity to tire you out.

SATAN

Knows a little about narcolepsy. He's interested enough to study it before you arrive though. Makes the assumption that you have all the symptoms.

His first incident is after a few weeks, you're sort of settled into Devildom life, and you both have a habit of meeting in the library after school most days. He's sitting in the chair next to you, engrossed in his book! As he reads the final pages of the chapter, he looks up to discuss it with you, only to see you with your eyes closed, head thrown back, and steady breaths rising your chest. He feels the blood run to his cheeks, he thinks you look vulnerable. He puts his bookmark in, getting up to crouch down in front of you. He pushes against your shoulder gently, whispering your name. "MC, let's go. I'm going to walk you home."

The incident that makes him understand it more is when he's started trying to court you. What else than the cat cafe? You both walk down the busy street, brushing shoulders as you approach the door. He orders a tea, and a pasty for you. You make your way to the cat room, and you both take a seat, he watches a beautiful black cat crawl into your lap, kneading at your thighs. You giggle at him, and he smiles back, before his attention turns to a small kitten that scurried accross the room. He follows it, dangling a flirt pole for her to chase after. He turns to show you, before finding you dozing off, breath slowing, eyes mostly closed, hand still on the kitty in your lap, who seems to be enjoying your affection. He might be in love. Let's you rest while he plays with the cats.

BEELZEBUB

Puts the idea together from Narcoberries. (HC that they're a real thing in Devildom lol.) Also assumes it's similar to Belph, you're just very sleepy constantly.

Isn't very sure of your condition, but as your grow closer, he notices quite a few patterns, and then realizes how much it really effects you.

The first incident is at one of his Fangoul games! You've really grown on him lately, and hearing you cheer from the crowd while he plays gets him riled up. Until he looks over, just scoring the 2nd to last point he needs to win, and you're slouched over, head leaning on Lucifer, who wrapped his coat around you. He realizes you're asleep, before going back to playing, hoping you'll wakeup to see him win.

He learns a lot more about you when he sits with you at the RAD cafeteria, you're chatting while he eats. Well, you're chatting, he's mumbling between bites. He watches you while you talk, and he starts to hear you trip over your words, speech slurring slightly, and eyelids starting to drop. "MC, are you okay?" He pauses his eating momentarily, looking you over. "Yeah, I'm okay, just having a sleep attack I think" "Do you want me to talk you to the infirmary?" "I'm okay, might just nap here for a minute. You can have my lunch." He's greatful, attempting to leave you some food, before he gives into his sin.

Calls on Belphie to help with you insomnia, and he tries to carry around a small pillow or blanket in his backpack for you.

BELPHEGOR

Knows about it. Used to be fascinated by human diseases and illnesses. Doesn't remember everything about it, however.

The first incident is when him and his brothers are working at The Fall. (Bunny event!) You come to visit, the place is packed. He elects to be your waiter, sauntering over to your table before asking, "what can I get for you today, MC?" You pick your meal, offering him a sleepy smile before he walks away. He comes back after 20 minutes, he chuckles, seeing your hand barely holding up your head, eyes closed. He wakes you gently, offering to skip his shift so you can nap together.

He realizes how badly it effects you when you're out stargazing, something you'd been wanting to do with him for weeks, and you can't seem to keep your eyes open. He chuckles when he hears you start to snore softly, so he softens his words, letting you doze off, snuggling into you while he joins you in slumber.

He is the obvious solution to insomnia. He'll simply use dream magic to put you to sleep. Look no further, he is your savior.

#obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #obey me asmodeus #obey me satan #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor #lucifer x reader #mammon x reader #leviathan x reader #asmodeus x reader #satan x reader #beelzebub x reader #belphegor x reader

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callsigns-haze · 3 months

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Pretty like a crime

Chapter 6

Pairing: Agent Jake 'Hangman' Seresin x Singlemom! Agent Y/n 'Cobra' Y/l/n

Summary: Cobra is finally back on the agency and is finally back in the job. With Kai at home she has to jumble being a mother and a agent. She's sent to her first U.C mission but never thought that she would meet a blonde, green eyed Texan...

Warning: Mentions of gun use, ptsd, mentions of death, mentions of shooting, flirting, mentions of abuse, description of dead body, death, blood, undercover work, alcohol use, smut, kissing

Prologue/ Part 1/ Part 2/Part 3/ Part 4/ Part 5

"Oh who is she?" You ask one of three of your brothers in-law. It was his own engagement party but the most lively thing here was the alcohol.

This place was full of snobs and people from the news. A Chevalier getting married is a big deal and you remember it quite well.

"She's dad's new lawyer or something." Joris spat each word out in hatred. She didn't seem bad, she seemed quite sweet, honestly.

Joris never accepts people well, it was a quite long bit till he started to warm up to you. This was his party after all so I guess unwanted guests from his point of view were annoying.

"Well Matt sadly can't defend you a lot or me either." There was some stupid rule that if there was a law case you couldn't interact with it if it involves a family member or relation but Matthew is still your parents lawyer due to prior signed contracts.

"I don't like her already," Joris snarled with his nostrils flaring as he put on his sunglasses. Anger issues is the definition of this man, mad as hell. You wrap your arm around his shoulder and whisper in his ear. "Truly I don't either."

He smiles at you while whispering back, "Well, at least we're on the same page of action."

Getting trusted by the Chevalier family was quite impossible if you were a total outsider. Your family knew them through business which quickly led you into Etienne's circle of trust but with this chick it will be different.

"Just play you like her, I'll do the rest." That's the last thing he tells you before he wanders into the crowd. What did you get yourself into…

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"He's over there," Jake whispers to you as the two of you sit in two red velvety seats in the top private room of the opera. The guy you need is right there in front of you looking back and taking a glance at you. He knows who the two of you are, or at least your undercover characters.

"He's looking at us," Jake mumbles into your neck as you look into those clear green eyes. "I'm going to sit in your lap and whatever you need to tell me, kiss it into me." Usually you'd never say this but the two of you are pretending to be a sex full couple and right now, it was not giving what it was meant to be giving.

You get up from your seat and swing your leg over Jake's sitting figure so that when you sink down you're facing Jake this time. The second you lower yourself, Jake begins to attack your neck with kisses and love bites.

You let out a groan… That wasn't supposed to happen, your full focus was meant to be on the outcome of this mission but yet Jake's delicate lips upon your skin played a quite different role in this game.

"How do we act," Jake asks you while licking up your neck as you put your lips to his. So passionate and full of emotion. You didn't know what has got into you. Since you were a young child, when brought to the opera you could always fall asleep, let here you were so alive and awake.

"The longer we sit it's not gonna work on him, full contact straight away," you respond. You sink into his lap more though. You've melted into Jake's touch, it was like free sailing on an ocean free from storm so mesmerized in the moment that you didn't notice the time passing and that the guy you needed was tapping you on the shoulder.

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"Y/N, stop moving your head," Anne laughed as you cocked your head from side to side. For a thirteen year old, you sure were stubborn. Tonight, your parents are holding an annual gala which means you had to be prepared like a jewel for the show.

"But I don't want some hair due," you groan, slouching your shoulders in the chair. Anne had patients with you, for all you were just a kid but she understands that you don't like the whole concept of being rich and looking it.

"You know, kiddo. Once you get there, you'll be so mesmerized in the moment you won't notice it pass, trust me there."

"Sir, Adanson," you say turning around in Jake's lap. You see this undercover wasn't a act like this was some sort of Shakespeare play but a game where the second he turns to you you blow of his damn head.

For years you've been hunting this man down and have been getting nowhere. For years you've chased after him, through continents, countries, capitals, towns and cities but all it took was to lure him into your reach and distract him with a inexistent personality.

"You have a lot of balls coming down here," Jake comments, tilting his head to the left as Adanson stares at him in disbelief. Nobody speaks to a man like that in such a way that he was standing his ground in his face that Jake was a different man with no threat on his life.

"Pardon?" Adanson asked in disbelief. No one ever tried to talk to him in such way, nobody ever wanted to mess with such man, let here the two of you where.

"You have no balls, walking up to two gods and thinking some manners are a shit that can protect you," you snap as the standing man growls at you, you were getting on his nerves. As you were planning to.

"Do you know who your talking to?" Wow, he thinks that kind of speech will scare you? A speech about a snob kissing his own damn ass.

"Oh, yes I do and I don't care."

With that you give your signal to Jake which represents the start of the fight. You pull out your gun and aim it directly at two of men. Jake throws himself at which causes you to be left with the sidemen.

"So we meet again." One of then howls at you. You've caught many men over the years so recognising these was impossible. You try to shoot him but he grabs your wrist, spinning you, causing you to scream horror in pain.

He swung you round, throwing you against the wall as you hit of one of the carved pillars. Damn the world is spinning or at least it's messed up, because now you see three of the same man rather than one.

You have very little energy but once the world stops spinning it's when you'll manage to get up straight. He wants the satisfaction, the pain of you getting back up since he doesn't attack but instead he waits, which gives you an advantage.

You run at him, the jump you take would most likely be compared to a leprechauns, and kick the bodyguard straight into the king's jewels where the sun doesn't shine. To this he hurls over and groans. You don't hesitate like he did to you, you ram him with your fists as he kept going backwards until he reaches the railing to which you respond, "Bon voyage!" As he falls to his death.

"Whose next boys?"

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"Mr. Adanson, you in this case have NO right to a lawyer or to remain silent. Each question asked will b answered and no proper trial shall be held. The evidence of all your crimes is here and your name is written all over it, have a nice time behind bars."

You don't know who that officer was saying all those words, but you loved the guy, putting Adanson in his place was your dream for years now. Finally fighting out the justice and beating the hell outta that guy as well.

Jake wraps his arm around you as the sight is full of police and Agents. His touch is comfort, which you lean into with a smile as he says, "Let's go to the hotel, I think we both have enough for one messed up night."

You two turn, still with each others touch. The things you did together this night will never be forgotten by either. You sat in his lap and let him place his lips upon your body, wherever he wished. That will never be forgotten.

Even though both of you had enough for one night, the evening was still quite young.

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"Come on, you guys really believe she should be trusted! We don't know the whore!" Joris shouts out quite frustrated. This was probably one of the dumbest things to possibly do, meet up without Etienne and Pene. If either find out you all might as well leave the planet.

"Joris, why the hell do you always judge people before you know them," Matthew sighs back into his chair looking at his younger brother Romain to help him in this unwinnable arguement. Usually he'd look at you to help him out since Joris trusts you a slightly listens but while they sit at the table, you stand staring out the big glass window looking down upon the big sea at view.

"Matt! The bitch appeared a week ago and now apparently she's in his 'circle of trust'!" I mean you could sorta understand the frustration that Joris had. You guys had no clue where Olivia came from but her backstory did check out so that at least could be slightly trusted but the rest, it could all be faked.

"Y/n, can't your Justin or whatever his name is friend, help us out?" Matthew rolled his eyes at that. He despised Justin more than anything. He hated his guts, name style, EVERYTHING. Technically to you Justin wasn't even a friend anymore, he stopped being that a long time back, now he's just an acquaintance. You turn around and stare at the three brothers out of four quite intensely, truly you were flaming at his idea.

"There is NO way on god's green earth that you'll drag me down into this. I've done things to people that I should be long hung for, for this family. You guys are lucky that. I even agreed to coming because once Etienne finds out we'll already be dead."

Romain finally speaks up and announces, "She's right. Let's give her a shot."

You knew you couldn't call in your car or in the house where the family was so you had to go out, out as far as possible. You go down to the beach to call her and once you do you only leave on message, "Olivia, they're onto you."

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You always told yourself that adults do things that they regret but this now is not one of those situations

Jake unlocks the door, closes it, and places his items on the kitchen counter before approaching you two. As he scoops you up, he starts kissing you and forcing you to wrap your legs around his body. You can feel his delicate tongue pleading for admittance, which you allow. The kiss was ravenous, and even though he probed every corner of your mouth, it was insufficient.

He drags you into the master bedroom and lays you on the bed, then removes all of his belongings. Looking at his physique made you wetter; he had a mysterious effect on you.

After that, he lowers himself and kisses your jawline, neck, and chest. You groan at the slightest brush of his soft lips against your skin. He aids you in removing your garments, leaving you just in your pants, which he then removes.

He started sucking on your sensitive nipples. Swirling his tongue and blowing air on them, he knew it would drive you insane, arching your back and making you moan out in agony as your desire for him was unbearable. "Jake hurry" you say getting impatient, "how bad do you need me" he declares in a raspy voice looking towards you from smothering your chest.

"Really bad, Jakey," you remark once again, leaning your back to him. He hovers above you, holding his erect member and rubs it against your highly wet region, causing you to gasp. He begins to put it in with gentle strokes. Before he eventually says it all, you let out small whispers.

As you hold his arms, he places the top of his head against the curve of your neck. Returning to your lips, he runs his hand up your thighs, stroking the aching area. You arch your back in want for him as you feel yourself becoming moist. You grab hold of his hair as he starts sucking on your stiff nipples.

He groans with pleasure as he swirls the tip of his tongue around you. He kicks your pants to the side, inserting a pair of fingers and pounding in and out.

You whimpered and bit your bottom lip. He lifts his head to your ear and whispers, "I love to hear your purrs," in a deep rich voice that sends shivers down your spine. He pulls his two fingers out of you and licks the come off his fingers. "You taste heavenly," he adds, his eyes blazing with passion. You felt yourself on his tongue after slamming his lips into yours.

"Fuck me please," you beg, barely breaking free from the kiss, as he pulls you off the sink and flips you around, bending you over on the bathroom counter. Pulling his trousers down, he reveals his firm member. He teases you by rubbing it on your soaking wet area before carefully applying it. You moan with delight as he fully invests himself in you. He begins with small strokes and gradually increases his pace.

"Holy Shit, fuck," you gasp, as he rubs your throbbing area with his left hand and pounds you from behind. He takes his right hand and wraps it over your neck, allowing you to arch your back little more. As his strokes increase quicker and harder, your moans become uncontrollable.

You can only blurt out "I'm gonna cum" between moans. He pounds you harder while softly tightening his grasp on your neck, never missing your g-spot. As you get closer to your climax, your walls tighten.

You give out a loud gasp as you approach your peak, prompting him to halt his strokes. He unlocks your throat and emerges from within you. He turns you around and gently kisses you.

Guess he finally worked the charm.

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dazaiandhislovelybandages · 2 years

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I just dicovered your blog and god, I'm amazed by your writing😩❤. So here's my request, mycroft x sick!wife. She got asthma attack late at night while he hadn't been home yet, when he arrive he found her could barely breath called a doctor and sit by her side comforting her. That's it. It's ok if u can't do it I understand! (Might request over and over again cuz i love u :) <3 )

Worried Sick {Mycroft Holmes}

Pairing: Mycroft Holmes x sick! wife! fem! reader

Warnings: mentions of asthma attacks

A/n: honestly I hope you like it, I wrote this as soon as I woke up so yeah. Also you can request as much as you like I don't mind haha. Btw I know shit about asthma so if I have made any sort of mistake, DM me and I'll fix it

It was around 11 pm when it all began. The inhaler the doctors had given you had reached its limit. You hadn't bothered much since you were already planning on going to the doctor tomorrow for your monthly check up so you would ask your doctor to prescribe you a new one. Plus, your asthma attacks weren't frequent.

Logic said you would be fine without one until tomorrow but logic apparently was wrong on that one.

You and Mycroft had been married for about a year now and the house you shared was not big and housed only three servants who were conveniently enough asleep when your asthma attack hit you.

You started coughing violently, unable to breath and though it had taken exactly one minute for Mycroft to ran up the stairs and get to you, to you it had looked like ages.

Along with Mycroft, who had just returned home from a more than exhausting day at work, your maid also burged in the room and was immediately ordered by your husband to get the doctor next door (let's talk about privilege later).

No more than five minutes later, the doctor arrived with an inhaler and all his things, ready to examine you. Right after stopping your asthma attack, you fainted.

“I don't know what happened, I just got back from work.” Mycroft said when the doctor asked him.

The latter had just finished examining your now sleeping body and was packing his things to leave while Mycroft's worried and angered gaze was driving him insane. Your husband knew exactly how much effect he had on the poor man just by sitting at a chair next to your bed, his legs crossed and his fingers carefully yet gracefully playing with his wedding ring.

He had almost given up on smoking as soon as he met you so it is needless to say that no one was permitted to smoke in the space you were in.

“Listen here, doctor, I don't care if it's possible or not but cure her.”

“Mr Holmes there are two possibilities-”

“Don't care.” Your husband cut the doctors sentence short. “If it's not possible then provide her with more inhalers. If something like that ever happens again I'll simply put the blame on you and I am more than sure that you don't want that.”

The old man quickly shook his head in response and left the room after telling your husband that he would hand him his report on it tomorrow.

“You are scaring people.” You rolled your eyes and made a move to sit on the bed but Mycroft stopped you almost immediately.

“I am sorry.” He kissed your temple and went ahead to start getting ready for bed. You silently watched him doing his night routine, wearing his silk pyjamas and brushing his hair.

“No you're not.” You told him as soon as he got under the covers.

“That's right, I'm not, I expect them to treat you like how I treat you goddammit. And I will not pursue this issue any further because my heart is still trying to calm down.”

You didn't have the time to respond. Mycroft had already wrapped his hands around you and most probably had already fallen asleep, knowing that you were now safe in his arms.

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hannahmanderr · 9 months

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ALSO ❤️✨👗🌸🎉🍰👄🌙😍 pitch pearl :)

it's important for me to clarify that this is only one of an infinite number of possibilities depending on the context lol. for this one, we're going with Fenton and Phantom stemming from the same Danny but becoming their own people once separated whooo

❤️- Who asked whom out?

Phantom definitely, but bc he's a mischievous little turd, he had to do it very sneakily so that Fenton wouldn't suspect it was a date right away and freak out

✨- Who plans the date?

Also Phantom, on account of it being a surprise date lol

👗- How long do they take getting ready?

Phantom spends literal hours getting ready - not in terms of appearance, of course (he's only got the jumpsuit, and that hair is a nightmare to try and wrangle), but getting ready mentally, on the other hand... Needless to say, there are quite a few parkgoers that day wondering why on earth Phantom is flying in actual circles around the same single tree, muttering self-affirmations to himself over and over again. Poor kid must really have some self-esteem issues.

Fenton, on the other hand, when Phantom shows up to take him, looks down at his sweatpants, throws on a hoodie, and says "Ready" (mostly bc he's just been woken up from having fallen asleep in the middle of his homework; he was up late last night helping Phantom catch Johnny 13)

🌸- Who brings gifts (flowers, wine, chocolates, etc.)

Phantom considered bringing a flower, but decided against it. He would've loved to bring a gift as a romantic gesture, but hey, sometimes you've gotta start small, and that's what he's gonna do with Fenton.

🎉- What was the date?

Phantom goes to get Fenton, only to find Fenton asleep on a pile of homework. He hates to wake him up, he remembers how bad it could be, back when they were one person, but this can't wait. It has to be tonight.

Fenton is more embarrassed about having fallen asleep on the homework (and the pile of drool left on his chem worksheet) than anything. Slightly annoyed that Phantom would wake him up, but he knows that if he's doing that, then it must be important.

Phantom takes Fenton out into the night sky. "Don't you remember what tonight is?" Phantom asks, almost surprised that Fenton hasn't mentioned anything about it yet.

"Out of Touch Thursday?" Fenton jokes. He has not caught on yet. (the joke makes Phantom smile)

He doesn't respond though, not until they're out just past the edge of town and so high up it's dizzying, or maybe Fenton's only feeling that way because holy crap did Phantom get... cologne? Or something? And why does it smell so good? Has he always smelled like this?

(the answer is that Phantom knows they both love the scent of pine trees, and while Fenton has a body spray that has a similar scent, Phantom wanted to get his own, special one, so he sweet talked a potion master in the Zone to make him one)

It's when Phantom stops dead in the middle of the sky that Fenton remembers what that night is, right as the first meteor begins to fall.

"You idiot," Fenton says, although Phantom can see the smile twitching at the corners of his lips, "we could've just gone up onto the Ops Center. Why make the trek out here?"

It's important to note that this whole time, Fenton has had his arms wrapped around Phantom's neck (very tightly, because as much as he trusts Phantom won't let him fall, the ground is very far away). Phantom has kind of tucked his tail under Fenton's legs to give him a bit of a cushion to sit on - not completely, of course, but enough so that Fenton isn't just dangling from him, but it at least leaves the hand not on Fenton's back free.

Phantom takes that free hand and, almost shaking from nerves, reaches up to his shoulder, where Fenton's hands meet. He puts his hand over Fenton's and says, "It wouldn't have been the same. I wanted - I needed it to just be us. Not us and the city, just us. Away from everyone and everything else."

Fenton can't decide whether he wants to stare up at the falling stars around them, lighting up the sky in a waterfall of silvery stardust, or if he wants to stare at Phantom, whose glow lights up his whole world and, despite his cold, fills him with a warmth he can't describe.

He knows what's going on now.

So he shifts his hand so his fingers wrap into Phantom's. The swooping in his stomach might be from the height, but it might also be from the fact that Oh my God is this idiot finally making his move? (it's not like he hasn't noticed the way his heart flutters every time he sees Phantom's smile, or the way how even in the midst of all the teasing, Phantom treats him like a treasure worth more than the stars in the sky falling all around them)

"It's always us," he tells Phantom quietly. "It'll never not be just us. The city and the ghosts and whoever... it's not like they understand."

And he doesn't say more, but Phantom just somehow knows what he's getting at. Knows that Fenton is talking about the bond they share, because although they split apart months ago and they're more their own person they ever were when they were one, their souls are still eternally twined with one another in a way that no one, ghost or human, can ever fathom.

🍰- Who picks up the cheque (if there is one)? Does the other person put up a fight?

No check for a meteor shower, but had there been one, Phantom would've insisted on picking it up, and Fenton would've fought him tooth and nail to at least allow them to split it.

That being said, Phantom isn't going to let the night go by without showing Fenton something for it, especially after those words.

So he carefully untangles his hand from Fenton's and holds it in front of them, above Fenton's lap. A spark of green flame dances in his palm, and Fenton watches, entranced, as Phantom concentrates - he's been practicing for this, he knows he can do it - and, in one fell swoop, encases it in a glittery ice.

The result is something that looks very similar to the falling stars around them, and Fenton's breath catches in his throat.

Phantom doesn't notice. He's too busy letting his words flow like they've been freed from their dam. "I just get so... so scared that something's going to change... something's going to happen, and we'll drift apart..."

He looks up at the meteors. "What if... we're meant to just keep separating? That we'll end up burning out like these meteors?"

He now looks at his shooting star of ice, still resting in the palm of his hand. "I... I can't lose you," he whispers. "I can't let it burn out. I don't know what I'd do..."

Fenton watches all of this, his heart pounding. It's been so long that he's been waiting to hear these sorts of words come from Phantom's mouth, and it hurts his heart in all the right ways to see Phantom so worried for their relationship, whatever sort of relationship that may be.

👄- Who initiates the first kiss? Does it go well?

Fenton, surprisingly enough, is the one to break that barrier. Overwhelmed with affection, without thinking twice about it, he leans forward and plants the softest, most tender kiss into Phantom's cheek.

"Like we'd ever let that happen," he says, and now, fully trusting that he won't fall, he moves one of his hands from around Phantom's neck and puts it just barely underneath the hand holding the frozen star, and now both of them are holding this impossibly singular moment in time.

Phantom doesn't know what to think. On one hand, he's still terrified of something happening that would make him lose Fenton, but on the other, he's tired of being scared. Fenton's kiss burns in his cheek, and he wants more. He doesn't want to hold back anymore. He wants to believe this singular moment in time can stretch into eternity, that nothing will ever come between them.

And so he chooses to believe that.

Without another word between them, somehow just knowing that this is what Fenton wants too, he captures Fenton in a real kiss.

And another.

And ano-

Each time, Fenton responds just as eagerly because God, he's been waiting and wanting this for so long, but he's just been so nervous to make the first move and now it's really happening and now they're tangled in yet another kiss as the sky falls around them and yes, they can believe that not even the universe itself will ever bring them apart.

🌙- At the end of the night, do they stay over?

It's not like they haven't already been sharing a room, basically, but that night it's different as Fenton curls up in his bed and for the first time, Phantom curls up right next to him.

Nothing much more than that happens, of course, they're both still awkward, nervous teenage boys, but they both lay there , just enjoying this new light to each other's company. Phantom savors the feeling of Fenton's warm body pressed up against him, and Fenton wants to memorize how safe and comfortable it feels to have Phantom's tail wrapped around him.

😍- Any random headcanons you may have

Phantom might have accidentally lost track of the frozen star sometime during one of many kisses, but not Fenton. He keeps it tucked away in the back of his sock drawer, where no one but him knows. Over the years, whenever he gets into a fight with Phantom, or whenever the two of them find themselves facing yet another threat to their relationship, he pulls it out when he's alone and sits there and holds it, remembering the promise they made to each other that night.

It just about always helps.

Maybe one day, he'll finally return it to Phantom, when he's ready to be brave enough to bring their relationship to the next level and really ask him to spend the rest of his afterlife with him.

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rosinbae · 9 months

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flight 22 ⋆ kim taerae

◜✧◞ SYNOPSIS ─ the last thing he wants to do is be a bother, but it's taerae, so it doesn't matter.

◜✧◞ PAIRING ─ kim taerae x male!reader

◜✧◞ GENRE ─ fluffy fluff.

whilst taerae snores beside him, y/n sits up, eyes wide as he waits.

he normally never has trouble sleeping, especially with taerae beside him, caged in his arms with his head tucked under his chin and hair tickling his face. there's usually never an issue with sleep, and that's why tonight, he feels extra anxious as he sits up awake.

theres a thunderstorm happening outside, and y/n isn't the biggest fan of those. earlier, before he went to sleep, he sat down at the kitchen counter drinking milk tea, worried out of his mind about getting stricken by lightning even as he's inside.

taerae reassured him that it was no big deal, that he'd be there the entire time so there was nothing to worry about. the constant rain hitting the window pane should have been the least of his worries, because at least he had a cuddle buddy at night.

for the first few hours, everything was okay, since taerae had no problem drifting off to sleep almost immediately. sleeping has never been an issue for him, he has always out like a light the moment his head hits the pillow.

he sits up for.. he doesn't even know how long, just sitting there as he listens to taerae's snoring, the sound of the rain, the thunderous clouds, and the lightning which continues threatening to strike.

the anxiousness coursing through his veins is insane, and he takes continuous deep breaths to try and calm himself down.

they don't work.

he looks over at taerae, whose sleeping soundly with his back turned towards him. he's simply unbothered by everything, and y/n sighs as he watches him sleep.

"taerae" he whispers, scooting closer. the boy gives a small mumble, but doesn't fully respond at all. y/n sighs and scoots closer, poking his back.

"taerae" he whines, his voice raising a little higher as he sees taerae shuffle. "babe".

"what? hm? yeah?" taerae mutters under his breath, he turns over and rubs his eyes, blinking away any tiredness from them. "what's up?"

"um— well.. it's—"

y/n is cut off by the sound of thunder crashing, making him squeal, frightened. instantly, he grabs the duvet under him, taking in a sheepish breath. "well, yeah— that".

taerae feels around on the bedside table and grabs his glasses, putting them on he he stares at y/n, whose terrified at the sound of thunder and lightning outside. "love, are you afraid?"

"i.. fuck, i can't sleep" y/n mumbles, he closes his eyes and rubs his temples. "the storm, it's making it difficult for me to sleep, i can't find anything to distract me".

taerae stares at his partner for a moment, before smiling to himself as he gets an idea. "hey, you know everything's gonna be alright? right?"

y/n clears his throat, shivering as he suddenly feels cold. taerae pulls the duvet over him and scoots closer, running his fingers through his hair. "can you.."

"can i?"

"can you sing for me?"

taerae raises an eyebrow, and y/n wraps the blanket around him. he doesn't question the statement, because if it's gonna help y/n fall asleep, then he'll do anything to make sure that happens. "alright love, what do you want me to sing?"

"anything is fine" y/n mutters, rolling over to wrap his arms around taerae, pulling him closer. "the only thing that's gonna put to sleep is your voice".

taerae rests his head on top of y/n's, and he rests his hand on his back, beginning to run it up and down. he presses a kiss to y/n's forehead, and the boy shivers again at the feeling of cold air brushing through the room.

"it's all gonna be alright, babe" taerae whispers, his voice seemingly overpowering the sound of rain hitting the window. "you'll be fine".

"taerae.."

"yes?"

"i said sing".

taerae chuckled at the words from his boyfriend, said boyfriend who is currently hugging him like he doesn't want to let go at all. "your so demanding you know that right?"

"sing please" y/n mumbles, pouting but burying his face into taerae's shirt. "i wanna sleep".

"i got you babe".

turns out all wasn't lost, and y/n did end up going to sleep that night.

thank god taerae's singing was there to coax him.

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artichokefunction · 10 days

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the agent walks up to the kitchen staffs door, and it holds its wrist up to the ID scanner. it is let inside, no problem. that chip in its organic arm is one of the few actual wireless pieces of tech it has installed onboard, because those chips are easy to write to and easy to erase and are a very non-obtrusive system. can't hack someone through their ID, and those are so easy to fake. you don't really know why they're still in such common use. makes your job easier, you suppose. the kitchen staff work around the agent, and the agent slips through them.

it gets weird looks, they know they're in some danger, but no one ends up hurt. it stresses you out, a little bit, to see your agent around civilians. you dont really know why. or, well, you know what it can do. you don't know what it won't do. it's impossible to test for the absence of an occurrence. that's not the phrase. it's impossible to prove that something will never happen. that's it. no wait, that doesn't sound right either. whatever. you are not afraid of the agent, it is your friend. these random civilians are not it's friends. as far as you know. but it is polite, as far as you can tell, as it moves through the crowded kitchen. you check that it has access to the latest version of your little map of this building, and it does. and then it proves that it does because it goes the long way around and takes the door that leads to the staff hallways, and not the fancy ass dining area. it's following the route it needs to, no issue. tiny issue. it needs to get through two locked doors. issue so small it is microscopic, because all these locks are ID activated. lol. you scrape the biometric data you need from the security network, and update it's chip. and it's let through without issue. no wait. a little warning popup about how one person apparently went through one door twice in one direction. valid concern. you delete the warning. lol. the agent makes it to the room without issue.

inside of the room is a slender young man with short, greasy hair and a jumpy air to him. the agent startles him a lot by just popping up silently in the corner of his office. this is the client, and not the target. your view from the agents visor keeps wandering, because it's a bit bored. the client, Petra, asks you a question, out loud. well, he asks the agent a question, but it's not really listening. you respond via text, same channel that he hired you on.

"So. You're... agent Mandible?"

the codename you're currently using. [yes yes. where is the target? thought there was a job to do.]

you do not need to be this rude, but also it's kinda fun, watching the fear on his face, watching him puzzle the pieces together entirely incorrectly, because he whispers "Ah, so you're a robot..." under his breath in a way he thinks you won't hear. lol? even if one of you was a robot, you would be able to hear that. this guy is a fool. a fool who is paying you to kill his superior. it might actually be his dad, you didn't pry enough to find out. he has composed himself enough to tell you what room the target is in.

"I don't think I need to tell you how to get there, given that you found me just fine." he shuffles his feet, and visibly struggles to maintain eye contact. he feels he needs to be polite, apparently. "You arrived at the perfect time, he should be asleep for the next 15 minutes or so..." he trails off, and then turns to look out a window, hands behind his back, all fuckin formal. the agent is out of there as soon as the talking is over, and you've sent it on the updated map. you check on the targets room remotely. holy shit. the door lock isn't even engaged. he left it open. there are two cameras in his room. one is completely off, he requested that? lol. the other is not off, but it is on standby mode, it should alert and start recording when it detects movement. getting past that specific trick is not brainlessly easy, but it's not impossible either. you just want it to look untampered with. or- wait. it only needs to look untampered for the text ten minutes or so, while no-one's looking too hard, probably. you get it hacked, it's a good enough job. as good as it needs to be. they won't have footage of the incident. now you get to watch the agent do it's part of the job, from its perspective, no less. it takes a moment to consider something. medium of dispatch, maybe? oh, yeah. it gets out its knife. hand over his mouth, blade into his neck, up into the skull. simple and silent. kinda messy and gruesome also. the poor cleaning staff, that is not a cheap carpet. at least that desk seems very blood-proof, with how excessively shiny it is. the agent wipes its knife on the targets sleeve, and then it is out of there, along the new route you've sent it, down the quiet staff hallways but not the same ones as earlier. you leave your cam hack in place, might as well, and you text the client and tell him [it is done.] which is very edgy of you, you admit, but it's appropriate for this job, probably.

hmm. there's something to ponder there, about the aesthetics of death. guns make the process of creating death much more efficient, they're machines, they're optimized. using your own hand weapons takes the degree of separation out of it. you're much closer to the violence you're doing. you, in the general grammatical case, your personal hands are still pretty clean, overall. well, ok, no. degrees of separation, again. you are paid to be the middleman between the person who wants someone dead and the person who does the killing. person is here. you wave it into the truck, and then you drive away, out of this parking lot.

[do you want more hand weapons? i've been mostly focusing on guns, for range and effecacy, but for small jobs like this it might be worth it. maybe? what do you think?]

it makes a small ponderous noise, and looks up to the roof, fidgeting with its fingers, deep in thought.

[i should be able to get my hands on some weapons catalogs for you, plus there's that expo coming up in a few weeks. but with both of those, there's the problem of you being actively sold something. lots of loud flashy words to get you to spend lots of money money money]

it huffs a quiet laugh, and then it pulls its mask down to tap at its jaw. huh? oh, it's referencing the guy who sold you that jaw, and a lot of other very flashy and not strictly nessecary items. you laugh at that.

[oh man, i don't remember how many of them you've met, but i have quite a lot of friends like that. my sincere condolences.]

it throws it's hands up in mock despair, very clearly smiling at the same time. you have a new message, from Petra. [The money has been forwarded to you.] oh damn. immediately after the job? this guy has a lot of trust in his bank security. or he just hasn't thought of what an investigator might look for. family of rich idiots, over there. once the money comes in, you'll move it to your actual account. obfuscatory steps. the agent is messing with a small piece of fabric, folding and unfolding it. it might have snatched that from that last job. that's fair, honestly. small enough to be hard to identify and easy to dispose of it needed, and it looks like it has a good texture to it. you should get it some new fidgety things, once this money comes in. you could get yourself something too, maybe. been a while since you got new clothes, but also you don't like lugging around too much unnessecary stuff. maybe there's a clothes swap event somewhere nearby you could drop in to. how would you find that. you could ask a friend. carmen, they seem like they would know. you should drop into them anyways, say hi. it gets kinda hard to keep up with friends, with the constant travelling. but you do your best, and your friends are cool, they all seem to understand. the agent has just finished typing something out on its communicator.

[bazooka would be funny]

that is SO far from anything you were expecting, you're breathless with laughter.

[say fuck all of you. get explode]

you make a little explosion motion with both hands, one still on the wheel. the agent looks somewhat proud of having gotten you to laugh.

[okay, man, do you have any actual ideas?]

[no. give me some time]

[yeah yeah, no worries. we're in no rush]

#[fiction]#[category: the agent & the handler]#death tw #blood tw #someone dies but hes not terribly important. this is about those gay people again

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part-time-poettryingtheirbest · 2 years

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Kazuha gets you to go outside [romantic fluff]

tw: sensory issues, reader tears up, Kazuha carries reader, reader falls asleep outside

It's nice being holed up like this. No one can see you fall apart this way. No one can see how pathetic you look when you cry. Or how

It's nice this way, bundled up underneath soft blankets, letting your thoughts roam free. No one else can hurt you if your all alone.

Yet sometimes you miss how bright the sky looks. The way clouds looked so full of expression. How soft leaves felt to touch. The thing you missed most though, was the smell of outside.

Everyone looked so confused when you brought it up, as if you were the odd one out. Can't everyone tell? There are different smells to places, every single one.

Outside smells like freedom with leaves rustling and fruits ripening. It never gets stuffy or condensed, the breeze greets you kindly everytime. Of course you miss it.

Home smells like the blankets you share with Kazuha. It smells like the food he makes you after a bad day. Like gentleness and safety.

Going outside drains your energy, as though the sun needs it to shine. Sometimes outside is overwhelming, too loud, too crowded, too much light. Yet it is so healing, so you miss it nonetheless.

The blanket that protected you from the outside world is slowly pulled away. With your lovers eyes staring back at you in relief.

"Goodness love, you had me worried there. I tried knocking on the door but you didn't respond. Are you alright?" You sat up, rubbing the sleepiness from your eyes.

"Yeah just tired, can't sleep" Kazuha accepts your answer, yet has his doubts.

"If you feel restless, maybe a walk down the harbor would help?" You shake your head, " too many noises.." you let out a sigh, disappointed in your inability to put the words together. He waits for you, as always.

"It's just, so exhausting you know? I miss it but," your eyes feel watery "it's just too much energy, it's better to stay here" Kazuha nods his head.

"Well what if using energy wasn't an issue?" He replies.

"Huh?"

"What if you didn't have to walk all the way there? Would you consider going out then?" A small smile appears on his face. "I guess so, but how is that even-" He swoops you up into his arms before another word can be said. You've falling asleep with him carrying you more than once, and he knows that.

"Hey wait a moment, just where are you taking me?" You say panicked, yet wraps your own arms around him securing your place.

"I'll take you somewhere quiet, I promise. I'll turn right back if you wish." He promises. You burying your face into his shoulder. "hmmm, fine"

That's how you ended up outside of Liyue's gates, Kazuha sitting in front of pool, with you fast asleep on his lap.

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#viri writes #genshin x reader #genshin x you #genshin fluff #kazuha comfort #kazuha fluff #kazuha x reader #kazuha x y/n #kazuha x you #genshin x y/n #genshin impact x reader

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rage-against-the-machine · 11 months

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self-care

A Loki Laufeson X Y/N fic.

pov: Y/n catches Loki trying to tame the mane that is his hair and convinces him to do a full-on self-care night. 3rd person, Y/n uses she/her pronouns

Warnings: cursing, brief mentions of sex

"Loki?" Y/n yells from her newly made bed. She wriggled under the covers waiting for her lover to await through the door. No response, she wasn't worried, Loki did this a lot. She reluctantly climbed out of bed and sat down next to the door.

"Lokiiii" she whined while softly tapping on the door.

"Shit" Loki cursed under his breath from the other side of the door.

"What's going on love?" Y/n says softly while playing with the doorknob.

"Go away," he hissed bitterly, Y/n knows this mood, he's frustrated.

"C'mon I can help you out if you let me in," Y/n says. after a long pause, she hears the door click open and jumps up in excitement.

"Hi, baby- Oh!" Y/n says, already in the bathroom with him as he hunches over the sink with a hairbrush. Y/n makes her way around the ashamed god in front of her and gives him a kiss on the head.

"Love why didn't you ask me for help?" she says. she didn't get a response as she expected. Y/n moved him over and looked in the cabinet beneath the sink for some supplies, she took out 3 different types of hairbrushes, conditioner, shampoo, and detangler.

"Isn't that a bit much," Loki said as if he was afraid of the products. Y/n giggled.

"No this is great. you ready for your first ever self-care sesh with your amazing girlfriend?" Y/n said while smiling at the embarrassed messy god.

"I am a god I don't believe I need to do-" Y/n cut him off with a kiss immediately changing his mind. Once she pulled away he almost instantly said yes, earning him a kiss on the cheek. after a couple minutes she had brought in a chair and some more supplies, she put him in the chair in front of the mirror and took a good look at his hair.

"Wow. did you just try to brush this??" she asked with a hint of playful judgment in her voice.

"Y-yes" Loki winced as he said it.

"You know you have curly hair right?" she said.

"Yea" he responded

"Well" she began, "I don't know if Odin or Frigga taught you this because it seems like neither of them has curly hair, but you can't just brush it out, or else it gets frizzy like this."

"Oh," Loki says, feeling stupid.

Y/n sensed this and said "Don't worry babe I'll teach you everything and that'll never be an issue again ok?" he nodded in response.

and with that, she got to work detangling and brushing out his hair and starting over and detangling again. at one point she had to wash his hair in the sink with her special shampoo and conditioner for curly hair, after a grueling hour the mane was finally detangled fully.

"Alright! What'd you think?" Y/n says, wiping off sweat from her forehead.

"I think.." he began while standing up. suddenly he pulled Y/n in for a deep and passionate kiss, his hands settling on her hips and hers settling on his chest. He reluctantly pulled away "I think I am so grateful to have such an amazing girlfriend"

they both blushed like two idiotic middle schoolers. after finishing cleaning up and a brief skincare sesh they were settled in bed.

"Holy shit it's 2 am!" Y/n said, not realizing how the time flew by.

"Well we've been up later," Loki said with a smug look on his face.

"Lokiii" Y/n whined while playfully hitting him.

They laid there together for a minute, thinking about one another.

"thank you for this Y/n my darling," Loki said, breaking the silence.

"Of course silly," Y/n said while turning to face him.

"no really," Loki began, "I never... I haven't had someone like this in my life... ever. My mother was incredible but she never took care of me and my father... well you know." He looked at Y/n with pure love In his eyes, gratefulness and love washing over him, he held you close.

"I love you Loki," you said.

"I love you too Y/n" He said while placing a kiss on your head. you both drifted asleep with each other in your arms.

happily ever after

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Hey! I'm M and this is my first fic, lmk if you like it! :)

#loki x yn #soft loki #loki needs a hug #loki laufeyson #loki fanfic #loki fanfction #loki fluff

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luckyshotwrites · 1 year

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Ch. 65 // Take My Hand // Day 51

Contents (Warnings): Did I make the right decision? (Angst, safe soft vore, character and monster info as always). Read full chapter on - A03

Wordcount: 2,200+ (I WILL BE MAKING A MAGIC SYSTEM BOOKLET AS SOON AS I CAN, PROMISE!)

Side note: This will contain experimental writing; first person (Lynette's view) will be implemented alongside third person for the two other essential characters, (mostly) Alexander and (occasionally) Drake. All their text will be italicized for those third-person moments, with the characters' names in Bold at the start and their thoughts in Bold. There may be other characters I write for using this.

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The chill of the cold burned. "You wanna join us?" A younger Wicks offered his hand. He looked about seven, much shorter hair, cut by himself when Madre had her back turned. Behind him stood Charletta. She bounced up and down with excitement, awaiting my answer. I moved up my hand, clutching the swing's rusted chains with the other. My eyes locked onto the care in his. He offered me the warmth I needed to survive the storm.

(Nov. 13th, Sunday)

I lifted my head from the coffee shop table. I knew I dozed off for a few minutes because if I had fallen asleep, I wouldn't have been in this chair anymore.

I swirled the cup still in my hand, half full of coffee. I moved the lukewarm liquid to my lips and drank it all. I hadn't slept all night. I thought as I got up.

As I left the coffee shop to get into my car, Wicks followed me. Whether I drove or walked around the twenty-four-hour store all night, aimlessly.

It was killing me. I didn't want him to let go. Even when I said it. I wanted to believe him and desperately trust that he did it for a good reason.

I knew him, I knew all of them for most of my life, and I was still afraid. Besides the magic, none of them acted differently, so why did I feel so distant from them?

What had I missed? How much did I hold them back? Am I a nuisance? Is Wicks forced to watch me? Is it better off if I leave? My mind wouldn't stop. Did he really erase my memory? Did he erase it more than what he said?

These questions bobbed around in my head, banging on its surface. I couldn't hold them. Maybe it was my lack of sleep.

I got into my car and started to drive again, heading to work. I stayed in the area, occasionally yawning at the wheel, and safely made it to the building.

I left my car, looking up at the big warehouse-sized pizzeria. I didn't even have my badge or uniform. I couldn't use the back door.

"LYNETTE!" The voice chirped with delight. Claudia.

One of the oddities. I thought to myself. It hurt to lift my lips, "afternoon."

Her eyebrows raised, "wow, you don't look so good. What happened?"

I didn't know how to respond. I bounced from her light blueberry hue to her dark brown one.

"I can't sleep in my apartment right now. Issues going on, so I stayed up all night."

My heart trembled with each word. He's my brother, but I can't look at him.

Claudia and I walked together. I didn't even realize my feet moved.

"That explains why you don't have your uniform," Claudia replied. "Tristan's here today. He will gladly give you another one. I have to get a new one every other month!"

She scanned her badge at the doors and opened it enough for me to slip under her arm. I did and went through the hall that carried the countless bombardment of pizza-smelling goodness.

"He would?" I asked. I told Wicks I would quit...if I can't go back to the apartment...where will I stay? I need to keep making money.

"Ah, wait, what are you going to do about your sleep issues tonight?"

I shrugged, "stay up."

"That's bad for humans, isn't it? Don't you need a lot of sleep?" Claudia asked, marching with long strides next to me.

I smirked. I can't fall asleep in my car or a hotel; if I sleep walk, I might get hurt. "I don't know how long I'll be out of my apartment, so I'll stay up for now."

We got closer to the time clock. Drake and Alexander at their usual "stations."

Drake had his bangs over his eyes and Alexander a dissatisfied look.

"You're game day, what are we..." Alexander squinted, "You look half asleep," he gestured at my body, "and why aren't you in your uniform."

I feel terrible. I thought. "I'm fine..." I looked down at the outfit Charletta picked for me. Black jeans, and comfy, fuzzy, white long-sleeve, then sighed, "I should get a uniform."

Drake pushed from the wall next to the time clock, "are you okay?"

You can hear my heart, can't you? Don't worry. I nodded, "I'm peachy, just a little bummed our apartment flooded." I lied.

Drake's lips parted to speak again.

"Lynette said she didn't sleep at all last night!" Claudia said.

I should really be careful with what I tell her. She seems so- innocent.

"Could you and your brother not afford a hotel?" Alexander asked.

I kept my heart quiet, my mind the softest I could get it. "He's out."

Drake tapped his chest, "if you need a place to stay or both of you, you know you can stay with us."

I stared back. Even though I trusted Drake more than anyone else here. I can't. Wicks knows where you live, doesn't he? I can't bear to see him.

"Thank you, Drake, but that's okay," I replied.

"OH! You can stay at my house if you don't want to stay at Drake's! I got plenty of room in my new one!" Claudia cheered.

I stopped mid-step down the hall toward the infirmary. "I'll keep it in mind."

They continued to talk after I went down the hall. I knocked at the door politely.

I heard the squeak of a chair, then a few light footsteps by the door.

I backed up when it opened. Ahead of me was the male with black hair and glasses, similar to June.

"Hey, Tristan," I said softly.

He looked me up and down, "Is everything alright?"

He allowed me inside.

I stepped in. Its beds were neatly made, desks far off into the corner with an array of a cabinet of odd potions and one that was filled with uniforms. The door lay behind Tristan, and in his desk drawer would be the resignation form, which Sandra offered me every time I arrived in their office.

Tristan never did. He assumed I'd continue. I shut my eyes, and I heard his voice again.

"I heard Edgar's son, Ulysses, married your sister."

My body jumped like it was unheard-of news. "Yeah, what are the odds."

There wasn't much silence; he stepped around me."Did any of them hurt you?"

It had been a week since I had been here. "No."

Tristan stood in front of me. Our eyes met, and he spoke flatly, "Did you want a uniform or a resignation form?"

What did I want? I lowered my head. If I resigned, that's it. I'll be done. Those two months wouldn't have mattered. I wouldn't have to deal with any of them anymore.

I thought back to Wicks and my family. They're not tyrants. They haven't...I love them. My eyes hyper-focused on the floor below. Each tile, each line. I can't keep failing and giving up. Especially now...if I lose it all.

"A uniform...please."

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Drake

Drake rolled out the dough. What happened? Why was she lying? He asked himself. She's never lied before, at least not like that.

Every motion of making a pizza was second nature to him unless someone had a complicated order. He took over the brunt of the work alongside Tristan.

And I still don't understand enough about her family. What did Pete's mean?

He put the pizza in the oven.

"I can handle the rest while you're on lunch," Tristan said.

Ordinarily, his dad would be here too. He missed today and refused to give Drake a proper reason. He asked Wenna, and she didn't know either. He couldn't ask his mom; she was too busy, and he felt he'd get more of a lecture than anything useful.

"Thanks."

He flinched at the contact Tristan provided, a soft tap to his shoulder, "Welcome."

His lips skittishly rose with a smile.

Tristan and June were quiet, a soundless body that made Drake's head jump onto a different train. He never understood what they might think or feel, whether what they said was honest. He assumed they meant well. Their gestures mimicked sympathy, understanding, and, sometimes, what they felt.

He moved out of the kitchen. He saw Lynette move through already. And Alexander, a few minutes after that. Focus on the game. Though he had no idea what she'd have them play. In Drake's eyes, he didn't expect her to stay up during any game. She'd want to rest.

I can imagine what Alexander might tell her. Drake shook his head. Then, as he got closer to the time clock next to break room one, he realized his tongue traced his fangs in expectation.

I'm stronger than that. He reminded himself. Something he refused to admit after he scanned out. He pressed his badge to the door, and it flew open. Though his nose wasn't as keen as Alexander, her smell bothered him too.

Drake walked into the breakroom, his ruby hue transfixed on the giant holding Lynette.

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Alexander

*A few minutes prior.*

Each inhale invited her overpowering scent.

He had to smell it for the week and struggled to keep himself together. He would win the game today. He wanted to. He NEEDED to. Yet, as he entered good old breakroom one, he found Lynette with her head on the table. She slept.

This happened on break too. Alexander refused to get close to her during their break. He knew he'd have a hard time controlling himself. After all, this is where he could have her.

His body moved closer on its own. Why the hell did she think it was safe to fall asleep here? He asked in his head.

For some reason, she didn't sleep all night, they have money.

His thoughts turned. She always looked so small, with her head down and pressed into the table even more so.

His hand reached out, and her body jolted. He thought she had woken up, she didn't. He remembered how annoyed he was that she didn't mention her sleepwalking habit at the festival.

He put his hand on her shoulder and shook it.

"Hey, get up, shrimp. You have a game." He said.

He only heard a small grunt, not much of a response. He took a deep breath, and her chair SKREED when he pulled it out. Alexander moved in front of her, then when her body slumped forward, he pressed both of his hands on her upper arms. He pinned her to the chair.

Lynette grunted more, her eyelids slightly fluttering before they rested again. He wanted to get her attention by yelling-yet...

The wetness in his mouth and the cramps of his empty stomach clouded any ounce of judgment he had left. He'd win anyway. What was the point of waking her.

His body shifted as it always did, giving off a light glow of blue from his usual gray hue.

He lifted her up with him.

"Alexander, we hadn't done the bet," he heard Drake come in.

He didn't care.

He quickly consumed her head up to her shoulders.

The tense rewarding jitter surged through him. He didn't stop even after she woke up. Lynette didn't stay awake long. Her struggles subsided once he swallowed more than half her body.

She was too drained and his body's own excitement, took her energy faster.

He stumbled back on to the floor after, disregarding his uniform, hat, or hair. His knees were up, feet planted like he was going to get up, and his stomach was clutched between his hands.

He closed his eyes to relish the feeling and incredible taste.

It had been too long.

"You're scary."

He had a simple grin and didn't respond. He expected Drake was referring to the speed at which he devoured her.

"You didn't even let her explain her game."

Alexander didn't remove his hand but waved his other as he spoke. His eyes were still closed. "I tried to wake her."

"Did you?"

"Shut-" He gave a smooth exhale, "up." He let out another. The floor was hard and cold on his back. "She didn't respond the first time...that's not on me."

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Lynette

Tristan told me I slept longer than normal after being released.

The tiredness stayed.

I took each step slowly until I made it to the time clock. I swiped my badge, contemplating what I should do next. Should I walk around the store again? I can't drive efficiently. Imagine. That's how I end.

"Did you think over my offer?" Claudia's sudden uppity tone scared me. My head turned to her, and she walked to my right side. I saw the other two behind us.

The offer? You're house? Can I trust you? For some reason, when I watched over her eyes, they looked similar to mine. I blinked harder and smiled weakly. Wicks won't know where she lives. I want to assume he's still around. I hope he didn't stay here all day.

"Don't be stupid," Alexander commented.

I stopped and glared up at him. He glared at me too.

I'm always full of dumb ideas. Drake and Claudia looked between us.

I hadn't forgotten that thank you, but it doesn't change anything... Our eyes had never met for this long. Either he looked away or me. You still have those scary swirling storms of hunger.

His figure loomed over me and overwhelmed every bit of my sight. My nerves gave out and forced my head to look away.

I spoke to Claudia in defiance, "I'll stay the night at your house."

"Lynette, you shouldn't really-" Drake tried to warn me.

Claudia's face lost its confusion and intercepted Drake's response, "YES!" She twirled in place and got my wrist, "Let's go then! I gotta show you everything."

She dragged me down the ramp toward her car. I heard Alexander's low growl. It constantly reverberated with a fraction of his voice and something else. "You shouldn't stay with that little demon!"

I ignored their warnings. I'm sorry, Drake. "HAVE A GOOD NIGHT, GUYS!" I said the loudest I could.

I peered down at her hand and then back up. And for a second, I swore I thought Wicks held it. But no...it was Claudia.

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local-crater-group · 11 months

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--PRIVATE TRANSMISSION--

[Jaunty Fluttering of Two Sparks, Nine Materials, a Million Bells, Flightless Parallels of Balance, Accented Looking of One Imprisonment, Everything Alight in an Ideal World, Saccharine Sunset]

NMMB: Guysssss

NMMB: ALOOM isn't waking up

EAIW: As in actually not waking up? Not at all??

FPB: Oh dear.

EAIW: are you sure?

NMMB: Everytime I zap her she doesn't respond. Some of her systems are still on, so she isn't like, dead or anything. Plus I feel like the gods would have let me known if she died.

FPB: Oh dear.

EAIW: That is. Not very good! Don't think they were acting all that odd last time I talked to them...

FPB: Have you sent an overseer to check on her?

NMMB: Yes that's what I'm using to zap her.

NMMB: Her neurons are still alive too, and some of her area's anti gravity is on.

EAIW: This is not good.

SS: oh no

SS: have you.. looked for an issue of some sort??

NMMB: Uhmmm no not really. I can check though.

NMMB: Do you uh, think she hurt herself, again?

FPB: ...I would assume so, but I do not talk with them that often.

SS: the only way to knows to see if somethings wrong

NMMB: Fun.

NMMB: Well give me one moment!! I'll check around.

EAIW: Good luck.

NMMB: Oh it looks like her like,,, rarefaction cell wasn't on. Looks like the water turned it off. But! It's back on now, I'm gonna go check her puppet.

NMMB: Also, I think her can fell a bit lower too.

EAIW: not good.

SS: glad shes alright!!

EAIW: Couldn't they have made the island just a bit more stable...

FPB: Alight, they had limited resources. They did what they could.

EAIW: I know! It's just that... The edges of the island aren't really structurally sound, and I know how to fix them, but I can't and... It just bothers me okay?

FPB: Yes, of course. That is... I get that. I really do.

NMMB: Yeah, I don't understand why they didn't. They should have, even with limited resources. Even more so since they even built her.

FPB: I do hope that ALOOM is alright though!

NMMB: Oh, oh yeah she did hurt herself.

SS: oh...

SS: are they okay?

NMMB: I think so, just, kind of pulled, a lot of wires out.

NMMB: Hold on I'll get them on comms.

[ALOOM has connected]

ALOOM: Sorry for My disappearance, I think due to the Heavy Rain, it Flooded Me more.

NMMB: There we go!

FPB: ALOOM! There you are. Hello!

EIAW: hello! the rain flooded you more?? how is your can doing?

SS: Accented Looking of One Imprisonment!! good to see you! glad youre okay...ish

ALOOM: It is okay, just, Need to Drain It.

NMMB: Yeah I can go open that hatch with the Overseer, give me one moment.

ALOOM: Thank You.

ALOOM: How are You All doing?

EIAW: it really is not good that the rain even floods you...

ALOOM: It can not Be Helped. You know there are Lots and Lots of Holes in my can.

EIAW: I know, I know...

EIAW: But I am alright. Nothing interesting's happened lately for me

FPB: I am alright as well. Working on the latest installment of one of my writing projects!

SS: im good!!

ALOOM: What Writing Project is this?

ALOOM: It is Good that the Rest Of You are Good though.

FPB: Ah, my writing project! Tis the tale of a slugcat and a lizard, victims of a potentially-cruel experiment that switched the places of their minds! So now, is the slugcat the lizard and vice-versa, or.. Are they the same as always, just in a new way?

SS: a truly fascinating and captivating tale!!

ALOOM: Oh Interesting! You'll have to Let Me Read it once it Is Done!

FPB: I shall make sure to send you a copy of the pearl!

ALOOM: Do, you Guys Know how long I Was Asleep?

NMMB: There we go! Most of the water should be drained. I am, so glad you have those outlet things.

ALOOM: They Were Made From Me Collapsing.

NMMB: Right, well, they are still useful!!

SS: dunno how long you were asleep... maybe check your logs?

ALOOM: Thank You.

ALOOM: That is a Good Point. Looks like, from My Logs, Three Cycles? Apologies for Being Out So Long.

SS: nahh dont worry about it! just... stay safe

NMMB: It's all good! As I like to say, the gods willed that you woke up today. Which probably means something good is gonna happen.

NMMB: Ooo I should get my offerings around!

EAIW: Agreed, do stay safe please.

FPB: I fourth that! As long as you are alive

ALOOM: ...

ALOOM: Trying.

ALOOM: I Should most Likely leave so I can do Some Repairs.

ALOOM: It Was Nice talking to you All.

EAIW: luck! Message me if you ever need help with that, of course

SS: bye!!

#NMMB #EAIW #FPB #SS #ALOOM #chatlogs #rain world rp #rw ocs #rw iterator ocs #sh mention #self harm #(<mention of)

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A while ago, you made something called “Leon’s Nightmare”, would you be willing to make a part 2 to that? I’m really interested to see what would happen next with Leon, Taker, and Ministry Taker

It was so long ago I wrote it. I remember starting another part and I couldn't tell you what happened to it just that I never completed it and wasn't happy with it. But I can give a part 2 a good old shot.

The Family of Destruction- Leon Nightmares Part 2

Creative name, right? Same tw as last time, violence, dead peeps. Yk the drill.

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Leon was scared. He was still in his body but he wasn't incharge. He couldn't control himself. He couldn't move. He was terrified.

He can only watch as he walks towards a sleeping drew. His finger tips burnt black. Of course, Leon human or demon wouldn't need a weapon. He is the weapon.

"No" Leon whispers. "NO!" He yells. Nothing comes out. Drew stays peacefully asleep. Leon fights, but it's useless.

"I told you I'd snap their necks" he suddenly speaks as he wraps a hand around drews neck. "NO!"

"NO!"

"Leon? Leon! It's okay!" Drew is quick to sit up as Leon thrashes next to him. "Lee? Leon! Wake up its just a nightmare" drew tries as he places a hand on Leon's arm. Wrong move. Drew finds himself pinned to the bed with Leon's hand around his throat. Leon's eyes a deep purple. "L-leon" Drew chokes. Leon's eyes turn normal and wided. "Drew" he gasps suddenly jerking back. "What have I done? Drew I'm sorr-" "Leon-Lee I'm fine. See? You didnt put any pressure on me. I'm okay" drew states. Leon scans him. No marks on his neck. "I do wish you'd let me put cream on your neck though." Drew sighs sitting up and looking at Leon's bruised neck. "How'd it even happen? You only had a match again orton." Drew asks.

Leon sighs and rubs his neck, refusing to look at drew. "Im going to shower." Leon mutters. "Want me to make you breakfast? Or shall we just grab something on the way?" Drew asks as his lover stands. He knows better than to push Leon when he's like this. "Im not hungry. We can grab you breakfast on the way though" Leon mutters before moving into the bathroom.

Drew reaches over and grabs his phone, opening takers messages. The man never responds to him, but his actions show Drew taker is looking. 'Just a quick warning. Something is wrong with Lee.'

Meanwhile, Leon is staring through himself in the bathroom mirror. A small nagging feeling tugging on the back of his head. "You could of killed him...and it had nothing to do with me" Leon's eyes shift from his own towards his father's younger face, the cruel laugh echoing in his ears. Leon can't fight the way his breathing picks up, this thing, has become more physical. Atleast it could touch him. Leon did not like that one bit.

"You gonna watch me shower, perv?" Leon growls. Ministry just chuckles before disappear. Leon let's out a shakey breathe before turning towards the shower.

It was going to be a long sad life.

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"Did you see anything?" Shawn asks, his eyes locked with the security footage. "No. That's the issue." Taker mutters as he watches his sons back hit the wall before he starts choking on nothing. "I didnt even sense anything. Neither did kane." Taker adds. Shawn looks at him. "What does that mean?" Shawn asks. "This is bigger than me and kane, that's what" Taker mutters looking down at his phone. "And looks like it's just got worse" he adds holding his phone up to show Shawn Drews text. "My poor boy" Shawn sighs. "Cmon let's get to the arena. Need to talk to him" Taker yawns as he stands.

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"You know, I didn't mean to hurt you" ministry hums. Leon keeps his gaze low and forward. "Honestly Lee...you just really know how to push me the wrong way" "Me?!" Leon suddenly snaps, looking back at the demon. A rookie mistake as everyone stops around him. Drew looks up from his phone confused. He looks at Leon first, takes note at the rage on Leon's face and in his body, then looks at where Leon is to see...nothing.

"Lee? Are you sure you're okay?" Drew asks lowering his phone. Leon's eyes widen. "Oh baby...they can't see me. Your father can't even sense me." Ministry smirks. "Its just me and you until you give in" he adds.

"No" Leon whispers. Both drew and ministry look at him shocked. "Im not okay and my dad's in a lot of danger." Leon whispers. "What do you mean?" Drew asks. Leon looks at him with sadest eyes he's ever seen. "I wish I could...but I can't tell you..I.. I need to find my dad and whatever happens, just know I love you" Leon states. Drew doesn't reply as Leon kisses him and rushes off. "I love you too." Drew whispers as a tear rolls down his cheek. He knows this is goodbye.

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It doesn't take Leon long to find his father, not that it matters, he knows he doesn't have long left. "Dad" Leon huffs. Taker looks at him. "I've been looking for you, me and pa need-" "no. I need to talk to you. Alone." Leon states. "Okay. The floors yours" Taker nods. "I've been haunted by a younger version of you since day one and well he's the one who choked me and he really wants his vessel back and he's getting stronger because he's feeding off me. He's gone from a ghost to a actual physical being that can touch me" Leon rambles.

"Oh leon" ministry sighs from behind him. "What?" Taker asks confused. "Dad please! Just listen to me. I'm going to do something really stupid and well..I need you to look after drew for me." Leon tells him. "...what?" Taker asks again. "Dad if he takes your body he will either kill you or pa. I know what he wants to do. I've seen it. He's shown me it. But if I go far, far away and give him my body...I can control it." Leon explains. Takers eyes widen. "Leon are you crazy? If this demon is as evil as I remember you will not be able to survive that" Taker snaps. "I know. That's why I want you to look after drew for me." Leon smiles.

Takers heart breaks. It's his fault this is happening. It's his fault his son is suffering. "I need you to trust me and I need you to make sure no one comes looking for me." Leon whispers. "You and drew are tag team champs, Leon you have a big-" "I know. And it'll open more doors for drew to be solo. I wasn't asking your permission Dad. I've being planning this day since I was 16. I just didn't think I'd have this long. I'll see you again" Leon smiles before walking out.

Taker catches a glimpse of ministry in the mirror as Leon walks out and his heart shatters. It's all his fault.

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Shawn watches as drew stands alone in the ring. "Wheres my boy taker?" Shawn asks quietly. "Hes going away for awhile. If you ask me, your boys been gone for a lot longer than we think." Taker mutters putting his hat on. Shawn looks at him. "Hes been possessed? For how long?" Shawn asks. "I don't know. All I know is it became a issue recently. Its best he goes away, I just hope he comes back one day" Taker mutters.

It didn't take Taker long to figure it out. Ministry has obviously been working on possessing Leon after finding out he wasn't an easy target anymore. All he needed was for Leon to lower his guard for a second to be in and clearly whatever happened this week made Leon see that. Made Leon see the trap.

"Hit my music" Taker orders. "What are you doing?" Shawn asks. "That boy needs a tag team partner, so he's gonna get one" Taker grunts before walking out. Shawn can't help but smile sadly. He knows Taker blames himself. He knows that.

It's takers own demon that has clung to his son like a rat to cheese. It's a demon Taker himself couldn't face and now his son must.

Shawns heart aches. "Wherever you are...keep safe." Shawn whispers.

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Leon finishes the last hex on the door before closing it. He lets out a deep breathe as he takes in the cabin. No way for him or ministry to leave. "What have you done?" Ministry asks. "Whats best for my family." Leon hums moving towards the kitchen. "You want us to play roomates?! For what! The rest of time?!" Ministry barks. "Or until you try to complete the possession." Leon comments glancing back at the pissed off demon. "You honestly thought I wouldn't know what you were doing? You make me laugh!" Leon huffs. "You gave yourself away with last night's nightmare." Leon comments. "I didnt give you a nightmare." Ministry mutters as he touches the hex.

Leon freezes, ignoring the way his palm begins to burn as does Ministry's. Damn, Ministry really was close to getting control fully.

He thinks back.

Leon was scared. He was still in his body but he wasn't incharge. He couldn't control himself. He couldn't move. He was terrified.

He can only watch as he walks towards a sleeping drew. His finger tips burnt black. Of course, Leon human or demon wouldn't need a weapon. He is the weapon.

He forces himself to glance at the corner of the room. Athena, his grandmother stands in the corner, a hopeful look on her face.

Leon can't help but smile. "Of course she did" he whispers. "So close I was so close!" Ministry barks. Leon glances at him. "Yeah. You were." Leon whispers. "She knew that too" he adds. Ministry looks at him. "I will get out of here and when I do, I'll use your hands to kill your papa, John, cassie, kane and drew and force your father to watch before I leave him to suffer alone on this world" Ministry growls. "I'd like to see you try you son of a bitch" Leon growls back.

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--three tasty years later--

Drew sighs as he places the towel around his neck. "You did great tonight kid. You may of lost the match but to your people? You won." Taker states. "Thats because I did. If solo didn't turn up I'd have that belt!" Drew snaps.

Taker doesn't respond. Drew looks at him confused. "What? What is it?" Drew asks. "Something is off.." Taker whispers. "Sorry about that old man" a familiar voice chuckles. "Been awhile"

Both men turn to see the familiar figure stood in the doorway wearing his signature smirk and a sudden beard.

"Leon?!"

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Notes

This isnt as deep as the first one. I know that. I've been struggling on it all day. It's been a rough day aswell.

But, I'm trying to justify why Leon wasn't around for Romans return and how he suddenly reappeared one-day with no explanation and well, in my original part two to this it does end with Leon just leaving, all possessed and angry. I wanted to keep that. Keep in mind I had no plans for Leon to suddenly disappear back then, taker was supposed to come along and save Leon from ministry but that felt too easy.

So I get a reason for Leon leaving and more on ministry from this.

This isnt the end of ministry by the way but I do what to clarify that Leon is possessed at the end of part 1 and continues to be possessed through the story until the time skip. He's not possessed when he steps foot into the clash at the castle arena. (The place and time I've always planned Leon to make his return, the details of whether it's during or after the show never been decided. It's just yk that show meant a lot to me. I was there)

I have a fic about Leon returning and both the bloodline and the judgement day trying to recruit him. I could make that part 3, a more unofficial part three, but I might add ministry into it.

#wwe #shawn michaels #the undertaker #wwf #hbtaker #undertaker x shawn michaels #shawn x undertaker #leon michaels #drew mcintyre #the family of destruction fics #the family of destruction

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