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sherlockig · 4 months
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mslanna · 21 days
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Raphael reacting to waking up to his little mouse tending to his injuries?
(also on AO3) enby Tav without body configuration. comfort, wound tending, too soft for sanity
Hurt. Hope. His.
The last thing Raphael remembered was launching himself at his father as Mephistopheles held Tav between his fingers about to squeeze them in half. The red haze that descended over the cambion blurred everything afterwards.
Pain, he remembered. Shouts. Screams. The smell and taste of blood. And then –
Nothing
Pain remained. In the quiet darkness surrounding him, the pain was still there. But so was a gentle warmth and movements over his skin. Broken? Burning? Something moist touched the side of his face. When he tried to jerk away, pain flared up through his whole body, rendering the attempt futile.
"Ah, look who's coming to!" Haarlep's voice, shrill in the silence and cutting into his skin. "I knew it wouldn't be long once we got to the healing pool."
"Shoo." The sound was soft, gentle and lenient towards the incubus in a way Raphael would not have permitted. But it seemed to work. The ground under him – mattress? – moved and steps receded.
"They were jittery ever since you went down." More soft words falling down on him. Nice. Warm. Safe. Tav?
Raphael tried to pry open his eyes. It hurt. It didn't matter. He had to make certain –
A cool hand settled over his eyes.
"Not yet." There was a decided pause after the last word, as if he had missed a word. "Soon. Let me finish with your face first."
He relaxed. Tav. It had to be. Small hands, deft. Sure. And so gentle on his broken skin. It still hurt. But in a reassuring way. Raphael let them work. The rhythm was soothing, a gentle motion in the ocean of pain that rocked him. He must have dozed off.
A sweet dream piercing through the pain of small hands on his face and soft lips breathing a kiss over his. Raphael tried to reach and hold on but the pain the movement caused woke him. At least he was now able to open his eyes.
Tav knelt at his side. Alive. Whole. Not snapped in half by his father's hand. The relief flooding his system overrode all pain. Raphael reached for their face, and though his hand hung in tatters, Tav didn't flinch back. They accepted the bloody touch, cradled his broken hand and placed it back at his side. Raphael could not look away from the dark red smears on their cheek.
"You need rest." Tav's lips moved but the words reached him only much later. Raphael blinked, aware again of the pains covering his body. "Drink. And sleep."
Tav raised a carafe to his lips. Then she shook their head, amused about something Raphael did not understand. The water disappeared from sigh but that was alright. Tav moved to lay his head in their lap. The repositioning hurt, but it was worth it.
Soft eyes looked down on him. Warm. Safe. His? He tried to reach out again, but Tav wouldn't have it. "Be still," they murmured. "You need to heal. Please."
They looked away at the last word and for the first time, Raphael wondered how badly he was injured. His jaw worked and Tav's fingers alighted on it.
"Please."
Tav reached beside them an raised the carafe again. This time they placed it against his lips and unthinking, Raphael drank. Warm. Cool. Hurt. His? He swallowed the water and pain in one. It earned him a smile. He drank more. Each sip making its way into his stomach felt like pearls of ice and fire.
It probably looked very bad if even this sent his body into a painful healing frenzy.
Tav pushed a strand of his hair back behind his ear. No pain. Good. Welcome. More. He mumbled and water spilled down his throat. Tav shook their head, but not angrily. They put the carafe away and produce a wet cloth with which they carefully wiped down his throat.
Raphael felt his skin prick, move and mend. A short check on his extremities proved that most of them were broken and open in some way. Bandaged badly. Preliminary. Behind Tav's head, he saw the ceiling of the boudoir. Home. Good. Safe. He looked back at Tav who had cleaned out the cloth and worked slowly over his right shoulder.
"You relax now," they said gently. "Leave it to me."
He wanted to, he really did. But a part of his mind wondered where Haarlep had gone and when they'd return and what would happen then. His eyes wandered but didn't get far without turning his head. And the mere attempt hurt.
Cool fingers stroked the side of his neck. "None of that now," Tav murmured. "I promise everything will be well. Just let me work."
Another of those empty pauses reserved for a word that never came. Raphael closed his eyes and let his mind chase the shape of that emptiness. A vain pursuit as the gentle touch of warm water on his chest dragged his thoughts away from anything else. Tav's hands followed the water, caressing healing tissue.
Raphael felt the arms of sleep reach for him and soon they would drag him down into their dark embrace. He fought it. With one thought cropping up in his dazed mind whenever he was about to go under. One thing. Important. Now.
He stirred and once again; gentle hands stilled him.
"I will be here when you wake." A soft smile. Hope.
"Mine?" The word croaked from his lips and splintered.
Tav ran a hand through his hair. Then they placed their cool fingers over his lips again. "Yours."
It was barely a whisper. It was enough.
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mayhemspreadingguy · 1 year
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Interested in a dragon!Hob au? Go read @arialerendeair 's fic A Dream of Dragons!
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etherealyoungk · 1 month
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need to put him in my pocket rn
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but what if when Merlin becomes inducted as Court Sorcerer under Gwen’s rule, all the Camelot staff tell him they’d actually known all along…
And what if!! they’re all wiping away tears at the ceremony, proud smiles on their faces WHAT THEN
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golden-rats · 1 year
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Mounty with a bouquet for his dear Rainy
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OH THANK GOD THEY FIXED THE NEW LAEZEL KISS
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dacchamp · 6 months
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softiecharlie · 1 year
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my sleep deprived brain thought making this was the best course of action
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nuwildcat · 10 months
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KP number 30 for the kiss thing? I've been so sick this past week, I'm in need of a bit of comfort...
Aww Lady Guts! I'm sorry you feel bad friend! I was gonna stop with the last one tonight but since you need a pick me up I shall finish with this! Soft and sweet coming right up. 30...as comfort.
Kinn steps into his room and it feels like a weight drops off his shoulders. The first thing he does is kick off his shoes, wiggling his toes on the plush carpet. Next, he removes the suit jacket that smells distantly of blood and gunpowder. He pads into the living room to find Porsche curled up there, an iPad in his lap.
The lingering tension from before melts away as he walks up to Porsche, bending down to press a kiss to the man's forehead.
"Hello," Porsche says softly, tipping his head back to ask for more kisses. Kinn grants them.
"Hi," Kinn whispers. He smiles softly at Porsche, who is already in pajamas despite the sun only just having sunk below the horizon.
"I drew a bath for you," Porsche murmurs, brushing their noses together. "I figured you’d bathe and then we have dinner together on the terrace."
It sounds amazing. Kinn's been going all day and he hasn't eaten in hours. But first, he wants the bath that's waiting for him. He holds out a hand to Porsche. "Join me?"
Porsche smiles, standing and placing the tablet on the coffee table. "Of course."
He steps up close to Kinn and wraps his arms around Kinn's shoulders, pulling him into a hug. Kinn sneaks his arms around Porsche's criminally tiny waist and squeezes. Peace settles over him.
"Come on," Porsche urges, "before it gets cold."
Kinn pulls back but not before he places one last soft kiss on the tip of Porsche's nose, soaking in the way it lights the other man up with a smile.
Finally, Kinn is home.
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mrsandypants · 1 year
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heiligeundhunde · 2 years
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Was. War. Das????
Warum sind Joko heute wortwörtlich Herzen aus den Augen gesprungen und warum war Klaas so überglücklich über Jokos einfache Anwesenheit???
Mein Herz erträgt diese Liebe gar nicht. Muss das jetzt erstmal verarbeiten.
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sophiewagentje · 2 years
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So I bought the bright blue Lando silverstone hoodie in McLarens sale and HOLY FUCK ITS SO SOFT WORTH EVERY DAMN CENT
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ostropest · 9 months
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Or maybe I should get a cat... 🤔
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unbelievably-sane · 9 months
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These guys took show-the-world-what-love-is-made-of very seriously, like yes this is what is love
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