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tomaytow · 2 years

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— doctor! venti/reader

“…Fine. Sorry, Doc.” You yelp in discomfort when he starts to clean your face aggressively with the wet cotton ball. “Hey! Be gentle!! O–Ow! It stings, you know?!”

He chuckles. He sends you a small smirk, “My warrior is still a baby it seems.”

or: you’re reckless and venti is not having it.

You can already feel a scolding incoming when your ears pick up the familiar footsteps approaching your room. Adjusting your jumpsuit and brushing a bit of your hair to look at least decent—though you’re positive that you look like a huge mess—the door finally opens.

“Goodness me,” you quickly glance away from the vanity to see your assigned doctor entering your quarters. He closes the door as he puts one hand on his hip. He scans you up and down disappointingly, “[Name]… What happened to you? Oh dear. Come here.”

You oblige from his wishes and take a seat on the bed. You avoid his gaze shamefully as he starts pulling out the bandaids, alcohol, and cotton balls from his gladstone bag. “How utterly reckless – how many times did I tell you to be more careful? You have more scratches than before.”

The bed creaks when he sits beside you. A warm hand caresses the side of your cheek, turning you so you can face his evident worried expression. (His concern for your well–being makes your heart do tons of somersaults, even if this is like, the umpteenth time he has visited you.)

Still filled with embarrassment, you refuse to meet his vibrant, enchanting green eyes so you opt to focus on his braids instead.

However, he did not like this at all and sighs. Your chest flutters when his thumb rubs your supple skin slowly. The doctor leans in and whispers in your ear, “Look at me when I’m talking to you.”

(Yep. It definitely sent shivers down your spine.)

You shut your eyelids for a moment, to at least regain your composure and prepare yourself, before finally lifting them up.

Archons. He’s still gorgeous as ever.

His hair is still majestic with the split ends he garnered the whole afternoon, and his white coat, though wrinkled, makes you want to smoothen them out. Or not. It still looks good on him.

You’re aware that you’re not the only one the doctor has to take care of, and yes—as much as you hate to admit it—you’re not the only one attracted to him.

That’s why you sometimes wish you’re that high up enough in the ranks to let him be your personal doctor.

So you can have him all to yourself. (You guess that you have to train more, then.)

Wait.

No.

You shake your head frantically.

That is so not professional.

“…Fine. Sorry, Doc.” You yelp in discomfort when he starts to clean your face aggressively with the wet cotton ball. “Hey! Be gentle!! O–Ow! It stings, you know?!”

He chuckles. He sends you a small smirk, “My warrior is still a baby it seems.”

You immediately burn up from the my. My warrior? Seriously, this doctor that you have… “N–no, you did it on purpose! What did I even do to you to deserve this kind of treatment?”

When the doctor puts the dirty cotton ball away and begins to unpack the bandaids, he rises his chin up and he scoffs, “Well, first of all – I know that you’ve been too hard on yourself. Tiring yourself, overworking yourself… You’re even skipping meals and your sleep! Ah, ah, don’t give me that. You can’t lie to me. I’ve heard from the others.” Then, he huffs, and presses the bandaid on your cheek hardly, making you wince. (Your head even bobbed from his sudden force!)

“Second! Recklessness. Stubbornness. I appreciate your fighting spirit, [Name], but you’re getting way overboard! Not everyone can keep up like you, and you’ll have to remember that you have your limits, too! You just don’t know when to stop, huh?”

You argue, “I need to get stronger, it’s essential for my—” but you don’t continue your statement when he narrows his eyes at you as a warning. He lightly touches your lips with his index finger, shushing you.

“Shh.”

You gulp nervously from the contact.

“…And third, didn’t I tell you to call me Venti when we’re alone?” his words soften, and you feel yourself heat up when he discreetly slips one of his delicate hands into your rough, patched ones.

Ah yes.

You briefly remember that one time when you were at a much worse state, to the point that you cannot even stand up due to the exhaustion and how wrecked your body was from the rigorous and intense training you pushed on yourself.

When Venti saw you, you would never forget how he dropped all the things he had in his arms and anxiously rushed you to the infirmary. He was so upset that the enthusiastic doctor revealed his tears to you for the first time.

The only way you managed to calm him down was when you called for his name weakly, shocking him, and then reassured him that you were okay. (You would be okay.) You gave him additional comforting touches to remind him that you were still alive – that you were still breathing whenever you saw him shake when he cured your injuries.

Then the rest was history.

Maybe.

Venti presses closer. Fresh cecilias flood your nostrils and he kisses your cheek through the band aid as an apology, before detaching himself from you to stare at you fondly. “Always making me worried… you better make it up to me, love.”

You both still didn’t know what to call your relationship with one another.

But you do know that he cares for you so so much.

#venti x reader #tomato.writes #it’s been a while since i posted fics #i should srsly dump my venti ideas JSHSJS #still deciding if i would share #the magic au that is rotting in my drafts #and in my dms #ANYWAY DOCTOR VENTI 😳😳#would sched lots of appointments just to see him tbh

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wasyago · 2 months

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Can you draw that snail? You know the one who got out of Grian's power and started to eat Gem's lighthouse?

little guy <3

alternatively: big guy.

#hermitcraft #grian #geminitay #my art #sketch #drawing a snail with teeth wasn't on my bingo card for this year but here we are #ALSO god can you imagine a dungeon meshi au with grian as a dm and snail as his animal? all he wished for was a mending book.......#the brainrot is strong im being tormented by the demons ( my own ideas )#ALSO 2.0. does anyone remember that snail from adventure time? i mean. cmon. i mean..? hello?

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sexy-pookie · 1 month

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#pretty #sexy content #sexycontent #usa #so hot and sexy #so hot 🔥🔥🔥#sexy chick #spicy content #dm me for my content #dms open #naughty #naugthy girl

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dad-dumpster · 2 months

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#when i saw marcilles monster form #became unwell and felt a fever come upon me #farcille #dungeon meshi #dm #dunmeshi #marcille #falin touden #my art

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bigolialragu · 1 month

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i like thinking that laios would go crazy on birdwatching after the [SPOILERS] curse

#*gestures* he's like the character i have identified most with EVER #and i love birding and seeing cranes #i know he would love it #and kabru would only be slightly annoyed #my art #dungeon meshi #dungeon meshi spoilers #dunmeshi spoilers #dm spoilers #laios #laios touden #kabru #kabru of utaya #kabru dungeon meshi #laios dungeon meshi #dungeon meshi fanart

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littlelightfish · 25 days

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This... this is a whole different kind of psychic damage here. When nightmares got Marcille, we get to knew that her's biggest fear is outliving her friends. This isn't even canon probably, but look at this. This isn't a "I don't want my friends to die" kind of dream. This is a "I'm terrified of loosing my daughters, of something killing them, and being incapable of stopping it" kind of dream. It's so simple yet it explains perfectly the whole of chilchucks character. He loves, he cares, deeply. But he, or doesn't acknowledges, or doesn't know what to do with that knowledge.

Besides that. Someone had to wake him up after this. Imagine the devastation in this man after he wakes up. He just saw his three little babys murdered corpses (or maybe he saw them die, wich isn't better). He would possibly not talk about it, and that would worry the hell out of the party, because we'll, they see him all down and only one of them knows what he saw. Imagine being the one to pull him from that nightmare. Seeing this man, usually so composed, fuking staring with tears and terror in his eyes to the composes of what you can only assume are his daughters. It would be heartwrenching.

Idk, I love this man so much...

#dungeon meshi #chilchuck #chilchuck tims #if someone wants to write a fic on this #@ me #PLEASE I WANT TO SEEEE #or dm me so i actually see it #please #if someone makes something of this post...#swnd me an ask with a link #this post exploded i cant with all the notifs #i wouldnt know if someone @'d me #i did a tags recap down on the notes and wrote a bit of #chilchuck angst #for the simps out there #my shit

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mwagneto · 6 months

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