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Lord Meowpheus, Dream of the Endless, ruler of the Nightmare realm.
He has seen seen it all. He knows.
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Me waiting for the Riven Fic's because i don't have anything to do....
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I made a Pinterest board of how I felt moments after I finished it😭😭
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DEEP BREATHS DEEP BREATHS DEEEP AHHHHHHGGGGHJSKDKXKSKKS
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WOOF WOOF WOOF BARK BARK BARK
how gorgeous is Choso !!!
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WOOF WOOF WOOF BARK BARK BARK
how gorgeous is Choso !!!
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Choso with injured (y/n) who has blood phobia
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Warnings: blood mentioned all the time, (y/n) is me, please note that blood phobia feels different for everyone and I wrote it from my own experience, still sick so there might be some spelling errors
Your ears start to ring violently, ice cold sweat coating your forehead while your heart hammers against your chest.
“You know this is just a minor cut, right?”, Choso questions dryly.
Why the hell are you acting up like that? He thought you’re a jujutsu sorcerer and given your attacks from earlier, a pretty good one. While he killed some of these stupid humans, his powers brushed over your skin ever so slightly, leaving you with a small cut on your hand. Nothing serious at all, could be easily fixed by a plaster.
But why are you standing there, staring down at your hand and the tiny trail of blood that runs down and look like you’ll faint every minute with your face going pale like snow?
“I can’t see blood”, you breathe out.
Calm down, it’s just a scratch, get a hold of yourself, this is ridiculous. You begin to walk in circles, desperately try to calm your breathing, to stop your ears from ringing and your guts from twisting.
“I need to lay down.”
Your body almost collapses onto the floor while you stretch your legs in the air, hands covering your sweaty forehead.
In the meantime, all Choso can do is stare at you. Is this a joke?
“You know that you’re a jujutsu sorcerer, right? How is it even possible that you have blood phobia? Also, that’s nothing but a little cut. Get a hold of yourself, woman.”
“Shut up, loser. You have no idea how this feels.”
“I’m here to kill you, you’re aware of that right?”
Why the hell are you scared of this tiny amount of blood anyway? When he cut off the heads of these humans, you didn’t bother at all. Are you just trying to distract him from his mission? Why does he hesitate instead of killing you right on the spot? A really easy task when all you do is lay on the floor while holding your head with your feet stretched out in the air.
“Right”, you mumble.
With trembling legs, you slowly lift yourself off the ground and get immediately greeted by the growing ringing in your ears. Fuck, how much you hate the feeling of fainting, how much you despise this spark of weakness. Why? Why can’t you just get a hold of yourself? Forget about that fucking blood, stand your ground.
“I…I won’t give up…”, you mutter.
Your vision slowly but surely gets foggy, you can’t focus on his admittedly gorgeous face anymore.
“I-I think I’m fainting…”
Just before your body crashes to the ground, Choso catches you in his arms. Your eyes are shut, the tension of your frame is completely gone. You are indeed unconscious. All he can do is stare at you in disbelief, how you are peacefully laying in his arms in the middle of a battlefield. All of this over one stupid droplet of blood. All of this while you could potentially die.
“Idiot”, he hisses.
What should he do now? It seems like your little friends rely on your abilities, nobody’s here to save you. It would be way too easy to just cut your throat and leave. One problem less, one jujutsu sorcerer more who pays for the death of his brothers.
But…you look so peaceful, it is so mesmerizing to watch you. Choso signs and rolls him eyes at himself. The others would kill you right on the spot if they were him. Maybe he should drag you to Mahito and the others, forget about your presence and carry on.
You sign heavy, your forehead dripping in ice cold sweat. Even though he despises every little thing about humans, you look…
Lovely.
“I’ll regret this”, he mutters to himself before turning on his heels and sprinting away, your unconscious body laying safely in his arms. Away from the crowds, away from the curses into an abandoned building.
Softly, he places your frame on the stony ground, your limbs not moving an inch. What the hell is he supposed to do, now? He’s never had to deal with someone who can’t see blood. What feels like, what did you do earlier?
Choso reluctantly grabs your ankles and lifts your legs in the air. Yeah, this makes sense. Like that, your blood flows back into your empty brain. How long does it take until your back? Minutes, hours? Damn, he has no fucking idea. He’s just able to stand there awkwardly, holding your ankles while eyeing you up and down.
Oh, how much he hates to admit how mesmerized he is by the way your hair falls and your so effortlessly striking facial features. It almost feels as if he’s betraying his brothers to stand here, saving your puny life from certain death. But there’s just something about you, something that seems so different from the rest, something that tells him over and over to protect you. Despite your striking powers, you looked so damn innocent.
“Where am I?”
“Finally, I thought you were death”, Choso comments dryly.
Suddenly your eyes are wide open as you look around frantically, wiping the sweat from your forehead.
“I fainted, didn’t I?”, you stammer.
“Yes.”
Your eyes dart towards him and for a brief moment, his world stops spinning. It seems so easy to get lost in your striking orbs that are filled with nothing but innocence and surprise.
“Did you bring me here? Where are we?”
“I don’t know.”
Your hands roam over your body hectically. Did he chop your arm off, cut you open, is anything missing?
No.
You are completely fine.
“You didn’t kill me”, you state.
“Obviously, idiot”, he remarks.
“Why?”
Your unanswered question hangs in the thick air between both of you while you stare at him in disbelief. It would have been so easy for him to kill you. Just a few minutes ago, you were fighting each other, after all you are on opposite sides. So why? Why did he decide to safe you instead?
Your train of thoughts gets violently interrupted by the way your guts turn and your head starts spinning all over again.
“Urgh, I need to lay down”, you moan.
This will definitely leave you feeling like shit for the rest of the day or at least until you took a good nap.
“Aren’t you scared of me?”
“Why would I? You had the chance to kill me this whole time and decided not to. And not like the rest of these fuckers, I actually get the impression that you are a pretty decent person.”
“I’m not a person. I’m a reincarnated curse”, he hisses.
“You seem pretty human to me”, you hush.
Choso’s heartbeat picks up in an instant by your words that are so unknown to him. He was never more than a monster, a frightful creature or a curse to exorcise to anyone else. And while you’re still not looking completely well yet, you would be able to attack him if you wanted.
“Don’t compare me to your species. You just fainted because of a small cut. What is wrong with you? When I cut these heads, you didn’t even flinch.”
“That’s something completely different! I only feel that way with needles and small amounts of blood”, you clarify.
“Whatever, you gave a pretty weak performance. You should really work on that.”
“I know, I really try. Hey, maybe you can help me with that!”
“Don’t get ideas, woman. Be glad I saved you. I should get going anywhere and you…just get lost”, re instructs you with emotionless voice.
Within the blink of an eye he’s gone, leaving you speechless and mesmerized by your encounter.
Choso was is name, right? For being a reincarnated curse, he seems like a nice man. Maybe you should keep your eyes open for him.
And you should definitely work on your blood phobia.
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