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I am here… I’ll always be here Part 3 (Diavolo x M/C + Platonic Demon Bros) TW

Heyyyyo lovelies!! I hope you're all doing okayyy and staying hydrated and all that jazz!!

So here is the third part of this fic. I hope you guys like it. It’s the fluffiest of all three and focuses more on the care and conversations that come after all that happened in part 2. This part is the more comfort based one but the first two three para’s really get into bad thoughts so be careful okieee!! Also you can find the first two parts in the Masterlist.

I am sorry its taken so long. I just haven't been doing great mental health wise. Plus since returning to uni and changing majors its been sooooo hectic (btw if you guys want a life update let me know). Plus I haven't had the time to play the game. Its just ben toooo much. I definitely don't think this is my best work but ill definitely do my best in the future and give out more fics soon!!!

Anwhoooo here it is and as always the same as last time:

I just wanted to say before hand the m/c in this deals with a lot of mental health issues like anxiety, self harm and eating disorders so this is a BIG TRIGGER WARNING THING!!!

If any of you EVER EVER EVER feel this way please know I am literally a message away and will hear you out without any judgement whatsoever, I know its daunting and can feel like there is no escape but there is always someone who will be there!!!! Okay with that said I hope you like it and hopefully this makes you feel a little less alone in the world.

I am posting it since many of you told me, you would like to read something like this. I just want to make it clear I am in no way romanticising mental health issues and self harm but for some people who may not have support in their actual lives may or may not find this comforting which is why I thought i would post it. Also another thing, as much as I want this to be realistic I am trying to show hyper emotions and people not really knowing how to handle these kind of mental health issues so some of it may seem like a stretch at sometimes but as long as the fluff can comfort you thats what matters.

Summary: M/C bottles up some stuff and lets her mental health issues pile away quietly until one day it explodes... and the brothers are there.

Trigger Warning: M/c who deals with Anxiety and depression/ self harm/ eating disorders/ talking about these things/ descriptions of the former things listed and blood/ unedited - If theres anything else let me know.

Recap from Part 2: This was complicated and messy and certainly scary but Diavolo knew with you guiding him how to help there would be no way they couldn't overcome this.

You had now been in the bathroom for 30 minutes. At some point you had sunk down to the ground and were sitting down. The tiles were cold but the water was warm. Too warm, it made your head dizzy with the heat and you skin was turning an alarming shade of red. Your drenched hair was slicked back as your turned your face to the water. Your stomach and thighs were now clear of the dried and sticky blood and the stinging had dissipated and gave way to just dull ache. The banging on the door was now a dull thump in the background that seemed to match the tempo of your heartbeat. The words the boys were saying floating in and out of your system. Beel and Statan’s voice the loudest. You, up until now had focused on breathing and getting away from everything and everyone. The noises, the voices, and not just theirs but your own. It had worked for a bit but now your own came back with a vengeance as you thought about what the boys would say if they saw you right now...

Would they feel sympathy? Empathy? Would they look down at you and think the way you were seeing yourself now which was a pathetic excuse of a girl who wasn't enough? Would Lucifer still be proud to say you were a part of his family? Would he still be proud to say he loved you? Would he be proud of you? Would Mammon still think of you as his best friend? Would he still be greedy for your love? Would he still come looking for you in the middle of the night so he could just sit and hug you? Would Levi still want to be your truest friend? Would he still think you were the greatest human friend to have? What about Satan? You knew he definitely would not take to this kindly. Would he compare you to the all the other people he thought were complete idiots? He would probably put you on the same level as he put others who weren't good enough. Asmo you didn't even need to question. You were going to be covered in scars that would last a lifetime and some more, he definitely no longer saw you as the second most beautiful being in all the realms, did he? You don't think you could ever look Beel in the eyes again, not that he would want to after this. Would he still think you took the pain of being hungry away? Belphie was probably the least affected right, I mean he did try to kill you and everything he thought about humans probably just got proven true. No longer were you a lucky charm that kept his nightmares at bay... You probably were his biggest nightmare....

And Diavolo, tears mixed in with the water of the shower as you thought of the love of your life. You wondered would Diavolo ever see you as the same person again? Would the man you never in a million years wanted to hurt still see you in the same way? Love you in the same way? Would he still think you were the most beautiful thing he had ever seen? Would you still be his princess? Would he still want you after you're all scarred up? Not just physically or would you forever remain damaged goods that weren’t worth keeping around? A few tears slipped past as your lips wobbled but that was it. Your throat dry and your thoughts on a loop. This didn't spark anything else beyond that. You had wanted to numb yourself but now you felt completely unfeeling... You had pushed yourself too far and you knew it as you wondered wether; Would they still hold pride in being your friends and family… all of them. Would they still want you like this? You assume it was this kind of thinking that got you in this mess to begin with.

You had stopped scrubbing at your skin. It was raw and red, your fingertips pruning. The exhaustion was now settling over your body and seeping into your bones. You just wanted to sleep. You wanted and needed sleep oh so desperately that you could fall asleep right there. You stopped caring right that second about everything. About the perfect grades, the perfect size, the perfect girlfriend and the perfect best friend... you just couldn't care anymore… all you wanted to do was nod of and sleep. Sleep all of this off and away. Sleep forever if you could. In the back of your head you knew that this isn't how this works. Problems don't just disappear after like a day of sleeping but you felt like it would give you the energy to deal with everything. You struggled to get yourself up as you shut the water of. Your legs wobbled as you stepped out of the shower and grabbed the pink towel. The towel had one corner that was kind of blackened from the time Mammon tried to put a fire out using it. You felt a small spark of recognition and nostalgia but it was swept away by the exhaustion to the bone that you didn't know how to get rid of. You stood facing the wall and leaned your forehead against the tiles. Maintaining that position you repeated the phrase again,

“I am fine... I will be fine... everything will be okay...”

Eventually you sank down onto your haunches where you remained. One hand holding your towel closed, the other supporting your weight against the wall as you squatted down and tried your damn best to get some energy and feeling into your system. It was all too contradictory. Everything was too much and too little at the same time but its okay. You were fine. Everything was okay. You just needed a minute and then you would get up and change and then explain everything to the boys. They would listen and then everything would be fine... you got this... Everything is under control.

Outside your room the boys were truly panicking with Satan and Beel practically roaring. It was a miracle that the door had not broken into splinters as they both pound on it demanding you to open it right now. Belphie and Levi continue shouting hoping to god you would just listen and show them you’re okay but of course to no avail. Finally they heard they heard a crash on the opposite side. They all tensed more than they already were but Mammon’s loud voice and the flutter of his wings put them at ease. The door to your room was starting to crack and Beel beat down at the wood. His heart was beating out of his chest and his hunger was worse than ever not having the one thing that keeps at bay. The knowledge that you may be in danger not helping in away way

Mammon quickly changed into his normal form as he fell in through the window. His hair in disarray and his clothes all rumpled and his face a vision of fear. He stood up and was quick to make his way to your bathroom. He walked straight in knowing right now was not the time to worry about what he would see. The state he found you in both relieved and terrified him to his very soul as he rushed to your hunched over figure. You we kind of lulling back and forth as if it took all your energy to just sit the way you are and it did. Your head was down, your hair was drenched and dripping all over the tiled floor. Your skin was somehow both too pale and too red at the same time. Your face had no colour to it whatsoever but your shoulders, arms and what he could see of your chest and legs were red as well. Your eyes were closed and you seemed to be murmuring something. Outside Mammon could hear the door breaking into pieces. Most likely Beel. Mammon supported your back with one hand and you practically collapsed into his arms. His other arm swooped under your knees. He swept you into his arms. You were way too light to what your usual weight was. It terrified him even more. Mammon could feel tears pricking at the back of his eyes but he shook his head aggressively. He was not going to cry or at least not yet. You continued murmuring,

“I am fine… I am okay… it will be fine…”

On and on you went without stopping. You barely got your eyes open as you looked up at Mammon. You were registering everything in slow motion. Everything was slurred and blurry but when you saw Mammon looking down at you, you smiled. You had missed him You registered the pinging feeling in your chest. You had missed being hugged and held by your best friend but the feeling didn't last long. The startling dizziness hit you and you felt your head hit Mammon’s shoulder. The smile you gave him was both beautiful and haunting all in one go and Mammon felt his heart stutter. The image of you smiling and telling him everything was fine while blood dribbled down your mouth came back to him from that god awful day, but he shook it off knowing now is not the time. Mammon kept brushing your hair back and calling out to you but you didn't hear it. You couldn't. This was way too familiar to him and he couldn't take it. He was greedy for many things in life but all of them were materialistic and money related. He had never felt greedy for something other than that but right now he would sell the entire demon realm if he meant you were okay. He raced out with you only to find Diavolo standing there with everyone else behind him. Diavolo’s knuckles were bleeding but he didn't really care. His eyes zeroed in on your figure in Mammon’s arms. You were smiling but your eyes were closed. For a minute everything was quiet as if suspended in the air before everyone was shouting. Everyone had something to say to try and help, each wanting to save you in their own way but you had already fluttered off into unconsciousness.

It was three days later that your eyes fluttered against the tops of your cheeks. They felt heavy as you peeled them open. Your mouth was dry and you felt a dull ache in your head but besides that nothing hurt. You felt more rested than you had in months. You hair was neatly combed into a ponytail and you felt so incredibly calm right now. You looked down at yourself. You were dressed in a shirt you had stolen from Beel and a pair of basketball shorts that were Mammons. You looked around in the dimly lit room. At first nothing seemed out of ordinary. You didn't register anything. It felt like any other normal day until everything came rushing back at you. The boys, your cuts, Diavolo holding you in Satans bathroom, hiding in your room, Mammon finding you in the bathroom and passing out in his arms.Your eyes were wide open now as you groaned at the thought of having to deal with the aftermath. Your response was definitely a little unfair and more than a little inappropriate, treating it like it was a chore but this was unfamiliar territory for you. You were scared of seeing it as anything else because if you did the wave calmness you were surfing on right now would just come crashing down. You were used to fighting this on your own, realising you had a problem, even if it was a little late and then getting better on your own. There was no talking it out. You never had to console a family member and let them know you were okay because they always thought you were. The shame spiral that you were starting to feel very strongly had never happened before. Your face felt warm and hot and your ears were burning. You tried not to think about it and keep calm. You were clearly better nourished and were in you right mind to think clear as you focused on breathing and kept your heart rate steady.

You shuffled under the covers you were tightly tucked in but stopped short. You looked to your left where Mammon sat. One hand tightly gripping yours, his head resting on the bed as he slept, lightly snoring. You smiled looking down at him and his shock of white hair. Your other hand came to rest in his hair. You slowly stroked his head as he keened at the affection. Even in his sleep, he wanted to be close to you; his best friend. Your mind floated to what you thought the boys would have thought of you when you were in the shower. You had wondered wether Mammon would still want to be your best friend and right now sitting here looking at the way he was clinging to you how could you ever think that. How could you ever wonder wether this man still loved you. On your left side Beel and Belphie sat. Both sound asleep as well. Beel had one hand resting on your stomach. His thumb was stroking your stomach. You could feel the light warmth of his huge palm even through the shirt and heavy bandages and it comforted you immensely so.

You had always loved holding Beel’s hands the most. They were big and warm and whenever he hugged you he made you feel safe. There were times when Diavolo would be out of town and you would be scared at night. You would scuttle to Beel’s room and when he felt the shifting of the mattress he would know its you. He would immediately make space. You would lay down arm to arm and he would just grip your hand. Again you were hit with the idea how could you ever think this demon didn't love you or thought you not good enough. The ideas about being the perfect size and having the perfect grades still sat in you mind heavy but this was different. You don't get how you got to the point of doubting the love of all these men. Whenever you had episodes yes you went dark and twisty and engaged in behaviours you shouldn't but even then... at home you never doubted the love of the people around you... It was just you got it. People were busy and this was a lot. They never noticed and you didn't want to add to their plate so you never told them but that didn’t mean they didn’t love you and you went out of your wary to remind yourself of that... You don't know what happened this time. Sitting here you wondered wether you could wipe away a lot of pain and suffering if you had been a little better and a little more forthcoming but then again you weren't about to admit that. You looked at Belphie. His hand was gripping your thigh right above you knee. It was tight but not uncomfortable. It was significantly smaller than Beel’s. You frowned when you found him frowning in his sleep. His grip becoming tighter. You wondered wether it was a nightmare and if so what was it this time, but you stopped that thought immediately. The last time he had nightmares was after he gotten close to you and started remembering how he had almost killed you.

At the foot of your bed leaning against one bedpost was Satan. One of his legs stretched out in-front on the bed. So long, his foot came up next to your stomach. The other bent towards him. His head was leaning behind and his mouth was slightly open. An open book resting on his chest that was ver close to falling on Asmo’s head which was resting in Satans lap. Satans hands were crossed against his chest almost like how a parent sometimes sleeps on a plane. Your cat plushie serving as a pillow. Again a sense crushing guilt overcame you. Asmo as always looked like the epitome of beauty but for the first time you could notice the signs of stress you seemed to have caused him. The bags weren't completely covered. He seemed to look a little sallow and his cheek bones were definitely a little hollower than normal. One hand was gripping your ankle as if scared to let go. The other rest on his stomach, his eyes were closed and his breathing was normal but his expression was restless. His legs were resting on Levi’s lap who was propped against the other bedpost. His headphones were still in but he was also out like a light. His complexion pale as always. He was the only one who seemed to be peaceful in his sleep. Each and every one of the others looked restless and troubled but Levi genuinely seemed like he was happy in his sleep. You wondered what he was dreaming about. You smiled looking at all of them once again each holding onto a part of you in some way. You felt tears pricking at the corners of your eyes at the way you have behaved and what you put everyone through, the shame spiral feeling overwhelming. Anger at yourself taking over you. How dare you question their love for you, you may not be enough for all of the outside world, hell you may not be enough for yourself but clearly after putting yourself through all this, all of them were still here so you were obviously enough from them. You shook your head trying to blink the tears away. You bonked your head against the back of the headboard which hurt more than you would like to admit. You immediately winced slowly rubbing the back with one hand.

You finally looked up and sitting on a chair a few feet away from the foot of the bed was Diavolo. His head was leaning back, his eyes half lidded as if still partially asleep. He was in a pair of sweats and shirt you were half sure was stolen from Beel and still seemed a size too small for his broad shoulders. His complexion was slightly grey despite his tan skin and he had bags under his eyes that unlike Asmo were not covered up. One hand was holding the bottom if his face, stroking his chin while the other was on the arm chair. His eyes were thoughtful and oh so tired. He seemed exhausted and in pain. His eyebrows raised when we finally made eye contact. One hand coming up to give a short wave. You giggled at the reaction and it shocked you. You cant remember the last time you had laughed at all let alone giggled. He shook his head with a chuckle but when Asmo and Belphie shuffled at the sound Diavolo bought a finger to his lips. At which point your stomach grumbled. Both Diavolo and you giggled but at Belphie shuffling again Diavolo finally got up. He made his way to the side of your bed on Mammons side. He pushed him so he was leaning on his back in the chair. He then pried Mammon and all the other boys hands of of you. Any help you were going to give was quickly forgotten by Diavolo's disappointing look. He hooked one arm under your knees and the other under your back and with easier than normal ease swooped you up. Your bandages on your stomach and thighs pulled painfully. You tried to keep your face as passive as possible however, it must have shown when Diavolo nudged your back so you could shuffle to be more comfortable. You did just that and wrapped your arms around his neck. His eyes remained on you as he very quietly slipped out of a room you recognised was your own. It was silent between the two of you as he walked through the house. You wanted to know what he was thinking. It was usually so easy to read through what Diavolo was thinking. He doesn't hide what he thinks. He always let you know exactly what was going out in his head but for the first time you couldn't read anything. It made you nervous but fiddling was not an option. You opted to swing your legs and look at his chest

Diavolo's chaotic mess of emotions had three days to settle down. He had had three days to know exactly what he was thinking and what he was feeling and how he was going to tell you about them. He knew exactly what he was going to do and say to get you to talk but in those three days he never stopped to think where he should start. To be fair he didn't think you would wake up this early and it made him smile thinking about how always you pushed yourself but that very thought darkened his mood. All of this could have been avoided. The dark circles and stressed out sleeping boys could have not happened. You could have been okay. He looked down at you while you kept your eyes on his chest. The house lights were dim. You wondered about where Luci was and why he wasn't in your room? For a minute the fear that your insecurities were coming to life shot down your spine like a bucket of cold water and the itch to cut shot through your hands. The feeling was so comforting but also so frightening. Diavolo felt your muscles tense up and looking down at you in his arms he watched the way your face zoned out and your eyes got this far away look. He had seen this before many times and before he would ignore it because he didn't understand it. But now he knew it was you wanting to scratch the itch of bad behaviour; cutting. He hurried into the sitting area where Barbatros had left some food, water and medicines you needed.

Diavolo sat down on the couch with you still in his arms. You were way too light for his liking. You tried to move of his lap but he kept you there. He had one arm around your face while the other came to cup your face and pull your face towards his. He forced you to look at him.

“Focus on me... focus on my face... zoom in on that and bring yourself back to this moment... Not whats going on in your head”

You didn't even realise your breathing had picked up until Diavolo held your face and made you look at him. You tried to focus on his face and all the details you could trace. You focused on his high cheekbones, The sharpness of his nose. The texture of his face. The way his eyes glimmered. They were oh so pretty. You focused on the slant of his lips and the way he said your name and just like that you stopped thinking about Luci. You stopped picking at the skin of your wrist and started breathing normally. Diavolo sighed in relief. He let go of your face to lean forward and grab the glass. He held it to your mouth. You didn't realise how thirsty were until you started gulping down the water.

“Slow down love...you'll choke”

Diavolo muttered. One hand rubbing soothing circles on your back. You tried to keep it slow but you finished the glass very quickly. You wiped your mouth with the back of your hand.

“What was it this time?”

The question confused and startled you. Your face must have shown it because he elaborated,

“What were you thinking about that... that,” he hesitated trying to chose the right words, “that made you want to do it?”

His eyes floated to the scars on your wrist. Realisation dawned and it made your face burn in shame. Diavolo was a quick learner you knew that, but he truly picked up on your triggers way too fast... You hesitated to answer because it made you sound like a whiny child who was wanting attention, but the sad look that seemed to take over his face at the idea that you still weren't going to open up was too much for your semi-sane mind now.

“Yesterday... In the bathroom I was standing under the water and I... I just started thinking about what you all would think... think if you saw me like this... it wasn't good like my thoughts and I didn't see Luci here right now–”

“So it confirmed your thoughts?” Diavolo sighed at your nodding. He was quiet for a bit,

“It wasn’t yesterday M/C... It was three days ago and Lucifer isn't here because he had to pick up medicine from the human realm. He and Solomon have been trying to find a Human doctor for you as well. It was exhausting and so both of them are passed out in the living room if I am not mistaken, along with Simeon, since there was no space in your room.”

Your mouth made an ‘O’ shape as Diavolo leaned forward to get a plate of cut fruit...

“Its been three days?” Time did not seem real right now.

“And none of them have done anything but stay in your room... they take shifts... Solomon and Simeon too.”

“What happened?”

Diavolo blanched at that. Yes, he got the time to sort through his feelings and such but these three days had been the most hellish thing on the planet for him and since they were in the demon realm that was saying something. You could tell it hurt when you asked but before you could say anything more he was bringing up a piece of fruit to your mouth. At first the fear of eating the calories you were, hit you but you realised you needed to do something to meet him half way. You quietly ate the cut up cantaloupe and watermelon. It took some time. After each bite you had to wait so the bile rising in your throat would go away. Each time it ate at a little piece of Diavolo to see you struggle to eat even something as light as fruit. It was quiet besides your chewing before he spoke, he realised it served as a good distraction,

“You... You passed out in Mammons arms. It was the scariest moment. Everyone was shouting I... I could only focus on the very slow rise of your chest. Barbatros came in. He found order and gave all of us things to do. Mammon put you on the bed. He and Levi then were sent to find all the medicine we could possibly need. Beel and Belphie went to get Solomon and Simeon to help with spells and human anatomy. We haven't told Luke about the... incident yet.”

You winced at the word but Diavolo continued,

“Luke just knows you're sick and that you need to rest. Asmo and I were tasked with getting you into decent clothes and to clean you up a little. We had to find clothes through which we could still look at... at the cuts,”

Diavolo winced at the way it fell out but there was no point mincing words.

“Satan was sent to get any and all books on healing, human physiology and medicinal potions. We spent the evening on damage control. You were so weak since you hadn't been eating so we first had to figure that out. Solomon was able to use magic. He explained it as the magical equivalent of an... IV bag... I think thats what its called. Barbatros, Solomon and Lucifer also worked on a blood transfusion. It took all night to get the blood back into your system. The next day Satan and I, worked on closing your cuts so you wouldn't keep bleeding and the cuts could actually clot. the magic worked on some but not on others. You must have used something that had childhood sentimental value so we couldn’t. The ones that didn't close were stitched up by Beel and Belphie. Mammon, Levi and Belphie spent most of time stroking your hair, holding you hand and talking to you. According to human books it helps patients. Finally you were bandaged up by Beel and Belphie.”

Diavolo took a breath. He had gotten into the flow of talking while still feeding you. It was hard to eat hearing what you were,

“The second day was spent getting you human medicine so there was no infection. We got a human doctor who will also return to check on you later. He somehow managed to get food into you... Something about a tube that seemed to extraneous to me. Honestly I didn't like that doctor one bit.”

Diavolo's grumbling bought a smile to your face. You giggled. He sounded like an angry old grandpa. Diavolo smiled at your giggling face. He had missed it and he couldn't wait for you to get to the point of laughing and having fun again. He continued,

“The third day was just to let you rest and recuperate. Your body had shut down to heal. We all stayed with you through out, sleeping in turns...” Diavolo trailed off you knew there was more to be said,

“Say whatever you have to say Dia it’s okay,”

He hesitated at first but you bought your hand up to his face. You held his cheek moving your thumb up and down against his cheekbone. Diavolo could feel himself crumbling. He couldn't remember the last time you had touched him softly and warmly with no inhibitions. He couldn't remember the last time you had held him nor him you and no all of this carrying around didn't count. He meant the kind of holding that made hime feel so close to you. The kind that made him feel invincible because he felt like a protector and he couldn't remember the last time he felt comforted by you. Tears prickled his eyes. Big tears that made him want to heave for air. These three days had been like drowning... honestly he had felt like he had been drowning since you pulled away but the past three days is when the pain in his chest kicked in. The kind that came with pressure. He held your hand to his face and started crying,

“It was the worst three days of my life M/C. I have never asked a lot of my life or any favours to the man who created those seven boys but these three days I would have gone and begged him... I cant do this M/C. The crippling fear and anxiety, the pain that began in my stomach and washed over my entire body when I saw all the marks marring your skin.... There were so many... I think Satan and Asmo counted the number... It was the most difficult thing I had ever had to do. I was no longer the prince of devildom. I felt like a broken excuse of a demon and I don't think I could ever do that again M/C. You are so much to me that I can’t even begin to explain. You make me feel things that are just too big and too much. You are my love, my heart and my beloved and to see what you had done to your body... I cant... I know this isn't all about me... Believe me I know that. I know that I shouldn't do this and I am not making you promise not to cut again because i know its an urge that you cant just kick away but I have to know... I need to know that you will do your best to come to me next time. It can never be this bad again M/C... I am begging you my love. I am not saying stop cause its not that easy but just please you have to try... It can never be this bad again”

You had started crying with Diavolo. You could hear the angst and pain in his voice as he pressed his forehead to yours. Both of you sobbing.

“I am so so sorry my love, I am so sorry Dia... I –”

“No my dear no sorries just... just promise you will try. That next time you lock yourself up in your room or bathroom, its not because your’e cutting away at your skin like its a piece of paper. That the next time I don't see you in a while that you wont be so close to death from stress and all the bad thoughts that go on in you head that its a miracle you came back. I want you to come to me for help... I know there is so much to talk about. So much to do. So much that we need to discuss and figure out but I cant do any of that without the guarantee that you will come to me when its bad.”

Diavolo was right and fair in every word he said. It still made you pause but you realised that this was the most understanding way in which someone could react and so you nodded. Your tears were getting caught on your lips as you muttered in broken gasps,

“I promise Dia. I promise... I’ll come to you. It will take time but I’ll do it and I am so sorry Dia. I love you so much.”

“I love you too my darling. I love you so much.”

He tucked your head into his neck as you gasped and heaved. Your arms going tightly around his neck. He held you by the back of the neck, lightly shushing you,

“Shhhh my love, I got you okay? from now on I have you so don't worry.”

There were still so many things to discuss. You knew Diavolo needed to know everything. The whys, the whats, and the where's. You would eventually have to sit and talk with him about how it would happen in the human realm, why you chose to be quiet... You would have to tell all of them but right now you would take all the closeness you could get with the man you loved. You both sat there together for a few hours. At some point he had wrapped you both up in a blanket and you both were talking about the few weeks before when you hadn't talked. He was telling you about his trip to the human world when you both heard a thump and then feet running. Diavolo smiled,

“Looks like someones finally awake... no doubt panicking about you”

You smiled. Perking up at the notion of seeing your boys in a much better state. Diavolo let you walk on your own till the hallway all while supporting your weight. You both stood in the hallway for a minute before the others rounded in, running and shouting your name. You laughed at that and Diavolo felt warm inside. All the boys stopped short when they caught sight of you. Standing in the middle of the hallway with the blanket around you like a cape. Your hair open and around your face. You still looked sick with a pale complexion and hollow cheeks but the smile on your face gave you so much of the life you had lost. You kind of looked like Bambi trying to learn how to walk which was somehow both cute and terrifying. They all stood as you shyly waved to them. You already looked so much better, all the medicine and magic having payed off. There was still so much to do and talk about but just seeing you standing there with an awkward smile made them all so thankful. They all froze because it felt like disturbing the image would mean this would all go away and they would find you back in the bed looking dead.

Mammon was the first one to break. He took one step forward. The next thing you knew you were in his arms as he cried into your neck. His grip was so strong. One arm around your neck and the other around your waist. He sobbed. The idea of his best friend, his person; the one who treated him as something more than a greedy demon... he couldn't bear the thought of loosing you again.

“Never again... Ya hear me M/C? Never the fuck again. I cant keep doing this shit! How many time are ya going to put me through this?? Ya my best friend and ma favourite human.. what would I have done without ya?" He was wailing and once again you were crying.

“I know Mammoney. I am so sorry. I promise i'll come to you all from now... I'll be better.” Mammon's grip never loosened.

“Damn straight you will!"

It was Satan’s angry face next as he pulled you out of Mammon's arms. You doubt any of them would willingly let go at any point. Satan was still pissed but the relief that flooded over him when he got to hug you and hold you and feel you breathe against him... He shuddered and as much as he tried he couldn't keep the tears at bay. Especially when he got peaks of the white bandages against your thighs. He completely lifted you of the floor. One hand holding your waist as the other held the back of you head. He sniffled as he looked behind you to a frowning Mammon and all the others waiting to get their own hugs.

“Never again M/C okay? Never again kitten please... I come to you right? I talk to you, I let you talk me down. Its not easy for me either but i trust you enough to do it so you have to do the same okay?" Satan pulled away setting you back down so he could look at your face. Cupping your cheeks despite your hair going everywhere. He squished your cheeks,

“Right! I promise I'll try”

“Exactly or else I'll get angry.” His fake angry face made you giggle. Asmo was next. His arms encircled your waist and pulled you in tight. He tucked your head under his chin and you felt like a little kid as he stroked your hair. You could feel some of his tears on your head, Your arms circled under his and gripped his shoulders. Mammon and Satan were hurt because you had been there for them and you had not given them the same courtesy of letting them be there fore you but for Asmo it was a little different. He knows about these kind of things, the reasons why people do it. The amount of partners he has been with who are covered in scars like these... if they could confide in him why didn't you?

“No crying asmo, your makeup!”

"Oh hush M/C... But seriously, you know you could have come to me right? I'll always be here to talk anything out. You should know that I know about this stuff better than anyone. Next time you talk to one of us okay? Don't fight and carry everything on your own"

"Mhh-hmmm Yes Asmo I promise"

"Good cause my skin care has gone to shot and it's all your fault. I mean look at all these dark circles..." He whined pulling away. You giggled and all the other chuckled as well.

"We can do skin care nights for the next month!"

"Mmm-hmm that was never up for question" He said while kissing your forehead and you keened at the affection.

Beel and Belphie were next squishing you between themselves. Beel looked sad while Belphie looked like a mixture of rage and sadness. Belphie wrapped his arms around your neck as he cried into your shoulder. Beel's hands went around your waist from behind as he buried his head into your hair. You were too thin and it made him unbearably nervous. Humans were already way to fragile in his mind which was only reinforced by the past three days and he felt the strong need to sit and make you eat, but Asmo told him that wasn't how this worked. This was new territory for him but that doesn't mean he wasn't willing to learn. He would slowly learn but it did mean he had no idea what to say right now so he settled with just holding you close to him and reassuring himself that you were okay. Belphie was feeling too much, he couldn't think straight because his mind was going over all the what ifs. The only thing in the mess of thoughts he could focus on was that if this is how his brothers felt when he did what he did then he needed to apologise. He wouldn't actually but he would be remorseful in his head. He also didn't know what to say to the situation. All he knew is that in this moment he had never felt both relief and fear like this ever.

One of your hands went into Belphie's hair stroking it as you slowly shushed him while the other gripped Beel's around your waist,

"I am so sorry Belphie yeah? It wont ever get this bad again okay? I promise."

These promises were just that it wont get this bad again. Its unrealistic to think that after one incident and months of engaging in the same thing you just stop but to everyone it still felt like a start.

"It better not M/C otherwise I swear to god i'll never leave you alone." Belphie exclaimed. You chuckled at that.

"And no more not eating please M/C, I've been eating less and it hurts plus finals for the match are around and I need to eat."

Beel whined. You smiled and nodded. You knew they didn't know exactly what to say or how to react so you just hugged them and smiled. Levi was next who practically collapsed into your arms. He wasn't crying but he was shaking and you wondered just how much this must have scared him. You always thought it wouldn’t affect him this strongly but then again you were reminded of the fact that you can never question their love for you.

"Normie you cant do that to me again okay? What was this? you think I can live without my henry huh? I should punish you for making me worry so much about my best friend so much!" You giggled at that.

"Yes Levi! you can punish me with all the show marathons okay? and I promise it wont get this bad again."

You smiled as he let you go. They all surrounded you petting your head and complaining about something or the other. You were smiling and laughing with them after months and Diavolo could feel his hear swell. Behind the little group he saw Lucifer and Solomon emerge. Diavolo watched Lucifer watch you.

Lucifer looked at you grinning and smiling amongst his brothers. There was some kind of colour back in your face but you were still too pale. Your hair was flying everywhere and you were still wrapped in the blanket. The smile on your face was what was making Lucifer emotional. He hadn't seen it in so long and it had killed him. He felt like so much of this was his fault. His brothers had come to him, they had told him you weren't okay but he had pushed their concerns aside and here we all were. You looked shaky and weak and it was crushing Lucifer that you looked like it was taking all your energy to just stand up on your own. He felt tears prick his eyes but he turned around. He had never let any of his brothers see him cry and he was not about to start right now.

Solomon came to join the little group, squeezing himself between the brothers so he could hug you tightly. He had figured out what had happened and it had definitely worried him. As much as he refused to admit it he was incredibly fond of you. Plus at the end of the day you both were human and he felt a kinship with you but he doesn't like admitting that too. You both were rare down in devildom and you had to have each others back. His arms went around your waist. He tucked your head under his chin. He muttered out words that were slightly scolding but also worried. You smiled and squeezed him tighter. He smiled at that. He pulled away but then held your hips for a second. You could feel his fingers trace shapes there but you didn't pay too much mind to them. You thought he was just looking at your face. You didn't realise it until a lot later, like months later when he admitted to it, but he had drawn a sigil on you right and left hip for protection. He pulled away and ruffled you hair. You gave him a goofy grin in return. You finally caught sight of Lucifers back behind Solomon,

"Luci?" You questioned.

He didn't turn around nor did he say anything. Before you could start worrying again, Diavolo came up behind and gently nudged you to do towards him.

"You need to go to him princess..."

You were confused but did so. You went to him on shaky legs. You reached out to touch his back. Your hands grazing the fabric of his coat. He didn't say anything but you felt his breath hitch and his shoulders started shaking. You realised he was crying. You felt your heart crack in half. Lucifer was the strong one; the protector and the older brother. You had older brothers in the human realm as well and one of them had once told you that when an older sibling cries it says a lot. An older sibling is meant to be the one looking after you and for their sibling to get hurt on his or her watch makes them feel like they failed no matter what you did or didn't do. Its kind of their job to look after you. Lucifer was that for you and you realised how he must have been feeling right now and these past three days. The fear and anger and pain he must have felt. To see him trying to hide his tears like this made your heart ache. You wrapped your arms around his waist and chest from behind. You buried your face into his back. He shuddered and leaned forward. His own hands coming to hold onto yours at his waist as if that was all that was keeping him together. The others were quiet. Mammon and Belphie might have said something if Diavolo hadn't glared at them. He ushered all of them into the sitting room to give you and Lucifer some space. Lucifer shuddered again. When he felt your arms wrap around him he felt the tears come faster. Even now he couldn't comfort you despite you needing it more.

"Luci they're gone, please look at me... this isn't your fault. I pulled away and I didn't talk to you... there was no way you could have known..."

"I did though... I've read your file, I know you struggled and they came to me... All of them came to me 'Lucifer she isn't okay', 'Lucifer please say something to her, she's not eating'. Each and every one of them M/C and still I... I failed not just you but them. Do you know how scared they were? They have already lost one person before and no I am not saying you're Lilith but they wont know how to lose someone else they love and I cant either..."

Lucifer finally whirled around a fire in his eyes as he gripped your face in his hands, "I know I failed you M/C and I am so desperately sorry but please never again can this happen. If I lose another person I wont be able to take it. I cant... I love you so much M/C... please"

"I love you too Luci... and I wont ever let it get this bad again... When I feel the urge to do it I promise I'll come to you guys. Ill talk... I'll talk it out so the want to do it will go away over time."

Lucifer wrapped you up in a hug tucking your head under his chin. Both of you stayed like that for you don't know how long or well until Mammon came loudly complaining about not getting time with you. Lucifer could have killed him in that moment. The rest of the day was spent watching movies, talking and spending time with all of them all the while wrapped up in Diavolo's arms. As evening fell and everyone got ready for sleep and this time in their own rooms and beds, you and Diavolo went to your room where again wrapped like a burrito you lay in his arms. He stroked your hair and peppered your face with kisses which made you smile. It was right before you slept that you heard Diavolo whisper,

"I am always here my love... and Ill always be here," he sealed the promise with a kiss to your lips.

You know there was so much to work out and talk out. so many things that need to be sorted. The following months would be difficult Diavolo knew that but right now he would just sit holding you and thank his lucky stars you were still here...

Yayyyyy its finished!! Good lord this is a long fic. I think it's 20k words which is just crazy but yeah. I hope you guys like it and as always like reblog and request stuff. Also let me know if you guys want like a small bonus one shot for this for like the months of recovery (tho not for a while cause I seriously need to work on something else!)

Mini taglist for the people who really loved part 😅(apologies for being so late) @nicholas-andrew99 @basicgukk @peachysinnermon @turtl3-warr1or @thebestaqua32

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pjo-hoo-toa-freakazoid · 2 years

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TOMORROW IS THE FIC DROP TOMORROW IS SEVS BIRTHDAY TOMORROW IK S GONNA BE SUCH A GOOD DAY OMG I CAN'T WAIT AGHHH

AHHHHHHHHHHHH IM EXCITED TOOOO!!!!! 💜🌸💜🌸💜🌸💜🌸

also awww so happy to know ur excited for my scrunkly lil boy’s fic 🥺🥺🥺🌸💜🌸💜🌸

This story is gonna be so problematic 🥺🥺🥺💅🏼💅🏼💅🏼✨✨✨

Update on what’s remaining:

A fight scene

Editing part 2

Also the description of the fic… for which I have no clue what to write. But I’ll post the fic first then plan a description. 😭

Overall it’ll probably be posted somewhere during the evening or at night before going to bed.

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dontbesoweirdkira · 4 years

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Being Present Mic’s favorite student would include

A/n: why don’t yall show my mans any love? Like damnn smh he just out here breaking people's eardrums and tingz and y'all cant even give him some acknowledgement or what not smh. Present Mic stans, you may now rise

-I imagine you’d be like that American exchange student and you laughed at a bad pun he did in english and he felt super special because no one ever understands the puns he does, so now he’s just constantly bothering you

-like you’re just walking down the hall, trying to get to class and you just hear

-”HEEEEEEEEEEYYYYYYYYYYY Y/NNNNN MRS.AMERICAAAAAAAAAAAA.”

-*invoked with fear*

-Like seriously he won’t leave you alone…..at all

-”Y/NNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN what’s upppPPp?”

-He love speaking in english to you because it’s keeps him refreshed and plus it’s fun seeing Aizawa all flustered because he only understands 60 percent of what you guys are saying

-You get used to him I promise, he’s actually like the sweetest little thing that wants the best for you uwu. Like if you’re a shy student he’ll break you out of your shell most definitely!!

-He asks you to do his introductions because aizawa refused for the 1000th time but it actually was super fun so you don’t mind

-”GIIIVE IT UP FOR PRRREEEEEESEEEENNNTTTTTTT MICCCCCCCCC THE ONLYYYY ONEEE THATTT CAAAAN BREAAAAK YOUURR EARDRUUUMSSS AND WILL TO LIVVEEEE IN UNDER A MINUTE.”

-He did a super long hyped up into for you at the sports festival like and he kept cheering you on soo much he was like a soccer dad watching his little princess play her first game

-I swear he was wearing a shirt that said ‘Go Y/N!!’

-Everyone knows you’re his favorite like if you thought All might and Deku thing was a bit much well like he is on a whoooleeee new level

-Speaking of All might and little broccoli, there is an unspoken rivalry between All might and Present. They are always like

-”Haha did you see young Midoriya’s moves today? He is working so hard, he’ll be a great hero soon!”

-”Yeah of course, BuT did yOU sEE mY Y/N todaY????

-SocCeR DAdS

-You and deku kinda does friendly competitions just to watch the two teachers go at it

-”DEKU CLEARLY WON MIC.”

-”LISTEN YOU BLIND FOSSIL IT WAS Y/N!!”

-It was a tie tbh

-Always asking you about American slang and terms like brooo

-”y/n what’s a yeet? Someone told me I need to yeet off a building and I kinda wanna do it for my next youtube video on youtube.”

-You helped him set up the youtube channel btw

-”so i say period after something truthful is said?”

-”YOUUUUUU ARE THE BESSSSTTTTTT STUUUUUDENTTT Y/NNNNN PERIOODDDD.”

-”like that?”

-You keep him updated on all the trends and make sure his outfits are looking good

-He lets you design a new logo for his brand

-Did I mentioned he’s like super sweet. Like one day you opened your locker to find a note he wrote for you.

-”Heeeeyyyyy Y/NNNNNNN,

Whats upp best student evvvvvaaaaa???? I just wanted to say i’m proud of you and I heard from a little sleepy birdie (sensei Aizawa) that you aced your test in hissss claaaaaassss wooooooo!!!!! Because of that i mayyyyyyy haveee brought you ice cream that may or may not be in the fridge in the teachers lounge that you may or may not can get during lunch perioddd…… anyways MIC OUT!”

-He helps you control and project your powers when you are struggling with them

-Helps you with the weird Homework assignments All might and Aizawa gives you

-”wtf is this shit? This is your homework?? Hold on, I’m calling shouto .”

-Lets you sleep in his class

-He is like your personal translator if your japanese is a bit iffy or you don’t know how to say something

-Oh and Aizawa adores you also but like he keeps it on the down down low. Like people actually thinks he kinda doesn’t like you but that is not the case at all. Like he supports Mic’s constant spoiling of you and might throw in a gift or two with him.

-Aizawa looks at you guys as his two kids that he will literally protect at all costs.

-If anyone is messing with you or you need something just yell out ”MR.HIZASHIIIIIII.” or “MR.AIZAWA” and he’ll be there in under a minute.

-Bakugou threatened you once, and Aizawa and Hizashi heard….lets just say he never messed with you again.

-Same goes for you, if anyone is teasing or talking wrongly about Present Mic, you’ll square up any day.

-”yeah he’s like so weird and does he realize that no one thinks he’s cool like stop trying so hard.”

-FigHt mOde ActIvaTeD

-You got in trouble but it was totally worth it and Mic was super flattered but as a teacher he still had to discipline you. He high five you tho and said he wasn’t mad and he only got you in trouble because the other teachers would have bashed him for favoritism

-Once you get more comfortable with him, You guys have like daily talks about anything and everything, he’s a really good listener and will listen to your weekly rants.

- Despite being a literal crackhead, he is super wise and has a lot of knowledge so if you need advice, just ask.

-Knows when you aren’t feeling your best and tries his all to make you smile, it usually ends up working and you’re just laughing at his bad jokes and he’s like

-”YYyyyYYYYy/NNNNNNnnnnnnNNNNNNnNnnn IS FEELiNG BEtTTeRRR YAYayYAAY!”

-He’ll let you hide out with him and Aizawa when there’s a bunch of kids are crowding you and asking questions about your home country or when school is just overwhelming

-”MR.HIZASHIII THEY ARE AFTER ME AGAAAAIIIIN.”

-He’d 10/10 adopt you if he could

-He invited you on his radio show like twice, it actual helped gained a lot of listeners from a younger audience and even some international people listened in as well. It was actually pretty fun, of course you were a bit nervous you weren’t sure to expect but it was reallly cool. It was almost like an interview, he asked you a few questions about yourself and your school life even opinions on different heros or what not.

-DO NOT AND I REPEAT DO NOT LET THIS FOOL KNOW YOUR BIRTHDAY, HE WILL EMBARRASS YOU INFRONT OF THE WHOOOOLEEE SCHOOL I SWEAR NO ONE CAN STOP HIM

-”But Mr.MIcCCcCc plEAsE Dontttt iTs NOt A BIg DeaL.”

-”i must y/N….LETSSS A BIGGGGGGG HAPPY HAAAAAPPPPYYYYY BIRTHDAAAAYYYYY TOOOO Y/NNN L/NNNN-”

-you died

-He got a little cake made for you, it had little candies and sparklers on it. It was mega adorbs.your name was also on it but it was spelled wrong.

-”Here ya go Y/N! Sorry your name is spelled wrong...i tried to fix it but it got all smudged so i just left it.”

-For his Birthday, you made a picture frame that had a selfie with the two of yall and gave him a little card that said, “Happy Birthday The best teacher evaa! You’re super great and I hope one day we can fight side by side and be the best duo in history! Enjoy your day old man. -The best student evaaa”

-You teamed up with eraser head to throw a little surprise party for him at a cute little restaurant and he ended up crying sksksksksksdnjksk it was so soft.

-At the dance you didn’t have a date or anything so ya boi Mic danced with you and it was uwu like super soft. He even walked around with you a bit and let you wrap your arm around his, like he’s the best teacher seriously

-At the end of the year when it was time for you to go back to America, he was devastated like seriously he’d miss you and y’alls antics. He practically begged you not to go back. Yeah he held your leg and cried on the floor….Aizawa had to pull him off of you so you could leave

-”Don’t cry Mr.Hizashi!! I I’ll see you again one day! Thank You so much for being an awesome teacher this year, I’ll miss you.”

-you actually got approved to come back the following year but you kept it a secret so you could surprise him when you walk in his class again.

-he was big boi shocked

-”YYYYYYYYYYyyYYyyYyYYy/NNnnNnnNNNnnn SKDJNKHDKSK YOU’RE BACKKKKK WHERES AIZAWA I GOTTA tELL HIM SILDKSISJSSKKSNJSK DID YOU CUT YOUR HAIR OMHDNKJD ITS SO CUTEEE AHHHAHSHJSHSJHS AZIAWAAA LOOK AT OUR LITTLE GIRL SSKLKSMLS.”

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yehet-about-it · 4 years

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BEST FRIENDS AND BANANAS: A SERIES OF AWKWARD EVENTS | Semester I Part 24 - Bathroom Encounters

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~ An NCT Dream x Wayv College AU Social Media Series ~

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Semester I Synopsis: It’s your junior year at college and it’s been over a year since you were in a relationsip, but luckily you’re not short of men to choose from. Your best friends are 6 rowdy boys (aka the dreamies) and your favourite girl Jiwon, but what happens when a fleeting romance with a handsome senior leads to big changes in your relationships?

Pairings: Jaemin x Reader, Best Friend!Renjun x Reader, Hendery x Reader, Choi San x Reader

Genre: College AU, Fluff, Comedy, Light smut in some parts

Warnings: SMUT! This part is 18+. It's not toooo explicit but it contains sexual content so if you're uncomfortable with it don't read! It's not actually vital to the story but gives a little more context for something mentioned in the next section so it's perfectly okay to just skip this part, you won't miss out on any plot! Swearing, mentions of sex, casual + drunk sex, drinking/alcohol

~ Clara x

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“Psst. Renjun!”

Your voice was quiet against the noise of the party, but just about audible enough for your best friend to hear as he wove his way through the drunken people scattered about the landing. “Renjun!” you said again. Stopping to look where the voice came from, Renjun turned towards the bathroom door, from which your head was currently peaking out, a surprised look on his face as you peered out at him. Before he had chance to respond, you grabbed his hand, yanking him into the bathroom, locking the door behind him.

“Y/n- what are you doing?” Renjun asked, bewildered, as you hopped up to sit on the counter. “I’m hiding!” you whispered somewhat unnecessarily, now being sealed away in the bathroom. Renjun gave you a blank look. “Why?” he asked, as you looked down at him with big doey eyes, a little glassy from the 3 cups of punch you’d consumed earlier in the night. “Lucas and Hendery. They keep being really weird and flirty.”

“And that’s a bad thing?” Renjun replied.

“I mean REALLY flirty, I didn’t know what to do!” Renjun chuckled at you and sighed.“Do they need a talking to?” he asked, moving from his position by the door to stand directly in front of you. You looked at him sympathetically. “No offence Renjun, but I don’t think you could take them on... They’re both older and bigger than you. But anyway, no they’re fine, just stay in here with me for a bit, maybe they’ll lose interest.” Renjun scoffed at your implication but let it slide since after all, it was true. He wasn’t exactly large, he was more the small but feisty type.

“I’m not sure they will,” he said teasingly, placing his hands gently on your knees. You deflated a little at his words pouting, and as if to respond Renjun began rubbing comforting little circles on your knees. As nice as it was to be getting attention, Lucas and Hendery’s flirtations were a little much for you, especially since you’d barely spoken to either of them before, and you didn’t really want to have to spend the entire rest of the night hiding out in the bathroom avoiding them. You let out a little groan of frustration.

“Ughh, whyyy?” you whined. Renjun smiled, a glint in his eye. “Probably because you’re easily the prettiest girl here,” he said, making a hot pink flush creep up your cheeks. Renjun had told you you were pretty plenty of times before, as any best friend should, but in your current position his words felt a lot more intimate than they ought to. “I- I don’t think so,” you stuttered, looking down to where Renjun’s hands connected with your bare knees, your hair hanging down around your face hiding your pink cheeks. “Well I think so, and I imagine half the people at this party do too.” You looked up at Renjun’s admission, locking eyes with his as your heart hammered in your chest. Why was he making you feel like this? Surely his words were just those of a best friend psyching you up, but you couldn’t help the warmth now spreading through your body.

“Y-you do?” You murmured, as your thighs relaxed slightly, slipping open a little ushering Renjun to stand flush against the counter between them. “Mhh,” Renjun hummed in confirmation. As your thighs had parted, Renjun’s hands slipped a little higher onto your thighs gently curving across the top and sides, but applying just a bit of pressure to send a tingling up to your core. As silence took over you became all the more aware of where his hands touched you and your mind was taken back to the weekend two weeks prior and how Renjun had gripped your thighs as he roughly fucked into you. Your breathing became shaky as you felt yourself becoming more aroused, Renjun’s hands burning against your skin, his face now no more than 10 inches from your own.

For all you knew, you could’ve been the only one feeling the intense sexual tension in the room, but right now that was a risk you were willing to take. You didn’t know whether it was the alcohol flowing through your system or you were just going crazy, but the next thing you knew your hands had moved from the counter, and were looping around Renjun’s neck, pulling him down into a hungry kiss. Renjun kissed back almost immediately, his hands moving from your thighs to grip your waist, pulling your body forward to meet his, your arousal only intensifying as his pelvis pressed against your sweet spot. He dominated the kiss, taking every opportunity to nip and tug at your bottom lip, eliciting what he thought were the most delightful groans from you and you whined when he finally pulled away leaving your lips red and swollen.

As you both tried to catch your breath, Renjun’s hands massaged the flesh of your butt through your skirt, your core involuntarily clenching at the sensation. You both seemed a little stunned as you looked at each other but neither of you wanted to stop. In a flash, Renjun attached his lips to your neck, sucking little red marks all over your skin as his fingers dug into your ass. You let out soft breathy moans as his lips assaulted your collar over and over again, your neck being one of your most sensitive spots. Given the amount of attention he was paying to the particular area you wondered had he remembered from last time? Or perhaps he just had a thing about necks; either way it felt incredible.

When his face emerged from the crook of your neck you looked up at him, mouth agape and were met with his dark eyes staring down at you. These were not his usual soft kind eyes. These eyes were filled with lust. They were eyes that wanted to devour you.

“Renjun...” you breathed shakily.That seemed to flip a switch in him because suddenly he was tugging your hips forward and pushing your skirt up, exposing just enough of your panties for him to see how wet you were. A knowing smirk appeared on Renjun’s face. “You’re so wet y/n,” he teased, tracing a finger up the front of your panties, grazing over your sensitive bud. “Do I turn you on?” He leaned in to whisper in your ear, as his fingers pushed the damp material aside to feel just how much of an effect he’d had on you. You whimpered as his fingers teased you. All you could manage was a nod in response, too embarrassed by your obvious arousal over your best friend to say anything. Renjun rewarded you with a trail of kisses along your jaw as his fingers worked their way to your entrance, but just as he was about to enter you he stopped still. “This is okay right?” he asked, looking at you earnestly. The two of you might’ve been charged up on lust, alcohol and adrenaline, but Renjun wasn’t stupid enough not to ask for consent before you did anything you might regret. You paused for a second, the realisation hitting you that you were about to do the unspeakable with your best friend once again, but in that moment, it didn’t matter. You wanted him.

You nodded quickly, desperate for that bit of friction where you most needed it. Renjun smiled, placing a kiss on your nose, before reaching further under your skirt to pull your panties down. You lifted your hips to assist him and as soon as they were off, his hands were on your thighs, pushing them apart to give him better access. Then he brought his hand back to your core, circling your little bud a few more times before pushing into you, your head rolling back as you gasped at the feeling.

The next few minutes were a blur of pleasure as he fucked you with his fingers, moving down as you started to get close to use his tongue on you too.“Oh my god!” you yelped several minutes later as you reached your climax, your juices running down Renjun’s fingers to his palm, your own hands clawing at the edge of the counter for purchase. “Good girl” Renjun cooed pushing you through your orgasm. You breathed heavily, leaning back on your arms as Renjun withdrew his fingers from you, holding your back with his other hand to support you. “Open,” he said, holding his fingers up to your lips. You fulfilled his wishes, parting your lips to taste yourself and clean his fingers of your arousal. He may have just fucked you but this was by far the most erotic thing he’d done yet. You moaned around his fingers, licking the last of your mess off before he removed them, placing his hands back on your hips.

“You liked that?” Renjun whispered as he leaned his forehead against yours, his hands moving up and down your waist, soothing you in the aftermath of your orgasm.

“Yes,” you whimpered, feeling a little bashful after having just come for your best friend. Your intimate moment however was shattered as you heard the rattle of the door handle and someone knocking loudly.

“Jesus will you hurry up?! You’ve been in here ages. Other people need to pee too you know!” You heard an irate voice from the other side of the door. Your eyes widened. Perhaps the bathroom at a house party wasn’t the best place to have had this particular exchange. “Oops” Renjun said, smirking as he helped you down from the counter. The door banged again. “ONE SECOND!” You yelled back as you hurried to put your panties back on and Renjun set about washing his hands.

A few seconds later you emerged from the bathroom, Renjun in tow, only to see Jisung standing right out side. “Oh. Sorry Jisung.” you said, praying that he hadn’t overheard your encounter. Luckily though, the noise of the party seemed to have drowned out any of the sounds you’d made. “Jesus what were you two doing in there? I’ve been waiting for ages” Jisung grumbled, giving you a curious look. “Just hiding!” you chirped not wanting to seem suspicious. “Right well next time hide somewhere other than the bathroom. I’ll see you in a minute, I really have to pee,” he said, pushing past you and slamming the door. You looked at Renjun and immediately saw the relieved expression on his face making you burst into laughter. “Come on dork, let’s go find Jeno.”

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apenapaperandadoofus · 3 years

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Hi!! I absolutely love your headcanons and the way you write them. It's so fun reading them! If it is not much of a bother, may I request something? How about a headcanon of the RFA+V being submissive to MC during sex. If you do not feel comfortable writing this, feel free to delete this! I also just wanted to tell how much of a FAN I am of your blog. Stay safe and I love you~💜

Ohohoho~ Nonny you’ve got a big storm comin (and really good taste for hcs damn)

I’ve already done one of these, but let me update en a lil bit y’know? Maybe add more ✨spice✨ or smth lmao

ALSO I LOVE YOU TOOOO

RFA+V being submissive to MC during the sideways tango (nsfw-ish)

Also really random comment but just know that everytime I write something like this, I’m listening to classical music like Beethoven and Tchaikovsky PFT

Zen:

So we all know that Zen is actually pretty dominant, he’s definetly a top

One time though, you suddenly decided to change the roles a bit~

You were feeling confident and pushed Zen back against the bed, straddling him.

He was pretty surprised at first but he actually found it pretty hot

Zen will lean back and let you take the control, he won’t do the heavy things but he doesn’t mind sometimes being tied up (like his wrists against the bed post)

There are times where you will hold him down and make him reach his peak two, three or even four times. Those are the moments where Zen is the most vulnerable

You will stare up at him, an evil smirk on your lips while Zen pants, his face flushed

“Y-Y/N, p-please I-I can’t anymore I-I’ve already came enough and I don’t think that I can handle one mo-nghhh!!!!”

But eventually he will turn it on you and make you suffer as well~

Yoosung:

Yoosung didn’t actually know he enjoyed being submissive until a while in your relationship

He was never really dominant, but the two of you were always pretty vanilla.

That was until one day you decided to put a collar on him and made him kneel in front of you

YA BOI WAS SPEECHLESS

He did NOT know he would actually enjoy this sort of stuff, LIKE NANI?!

He loves being ordered around by you, especially when you make him go between your legs and tell him to suck, griping his hair tightly and once you reach your climax making him lick your legs clean

And he likes being praised too, it’s something he’s really into pft

Also: HE. LIKES. PEGGING. I WILL BOT ELABORATE BUT HE DEFINETLY DOES DONT @ ME

Yoosung is completely comfortable with you taking the lead, and he enjoys it! Of course there will be times where he will take the reins too~

Jaehee:

So this woman is pretty vanilla, she isn’t really into the whole over the top things

One time you asked her about handcuffs, and while she was pretty embarrassed she decided to try it out

Jaehee never knew you could be so dominant, and she found it hypnotizing

Jaehee also wouldn’t mind some light bondage, and maybe even a bit of begging *wink wonk*

You’ll suddenly stop rubbing against her, and she’ll let out a moan, tears almost falling from her eyes.

“P-please Y/N.”

“Please what?~ Jaehee I won’t know what you want until you tell me~”

“....p-please le-let me....let me come....please...i-it’s too much and I can’t anymore so please...!”

“Good girl~”

Jumin:

Oop it took a while for this man to be convinced, since he mostly likes to be in control of things

But every once in a while, you will suddenly surprise him by pushing him against the desk, taking off his tie and wrapping it around his wrists.

“Don’t take them off or I will actually break up with you” (tbh that’s the only way to make him DO something lol, but if you ever break up with him I will find you and destroy you don’t do my boy like that.”

Jumin is so surprised by your sudden boldness...but he doesn’t mind it

You will take off his pants and lick his tip, making him let out a moan, wanting to take that damn tie off and grip your hair, make you take him in fully

But you’re taking your slow, sweet time, while looking up at him with a little smile on your face, fluttering your eyelashes

As he’s about to come, you immediatly stop and he lets out an annoyed gump.

“Now now Jumin~ Why the rush? Let’s take our sweet time~”

You’ll keep egging him on, grinding against him and brushing your lips against his without actually kissing him

Jumin is a though cookie, and ya bet your ass he’s not one to submit, much less beg but at this point he’s not thinking straight and he’s been driven to the edge far too many times to form a coherent thought

“My love, please, don’t just-nnngh, don’t grind on me like that and then stop...love, I’m already on the edge and I c-can’t hold it back anymore.”

“Well Jumin, if you want to come you’re going to have to beg~”

“L-love, just please, please let me come, I want to, I really want to, please I’ll do anything you ask of my, just let me come my love, please.”

Afterwards, Jumin will take off his tie and push you against the bed ,a hungry look in his eyes

“Now it’s my turn to make you beg. I won’t hold back this time.”

Saeyoung:

Every once in a while the two of you will switch

He doesn’t really mind being tied up, or being put in a gall bag

There are times where he’ll be tied up against the bed by his wrists, and ropes all around him, tightening up and caressing delicate spots for him

Of course, he won’t be able to do much as whimper since you have his mouth covered too

You’ll eventually rub your entrance against him and look up at him

His eyes will be watery and his head messy, his glasses almost falling off.

“Do you want me to put it in?” You asked, and Saeyoung will furiously nod, whimpers and muffled moans coming out of his mouth

The two of you will then let out a satisfied sigh, and eventually will reach your peak, Saeyoung unable to hold it in anymore

Everything but blindfolds please he’s had enough of that PFTTT

Even though he will be embarassed to admit it, V is a power bottom aight?

He doesn’t mind light bondage

And he is absolutely into getting praised

Whenever you straddle him and whisper into his ear how good of a boy he is, he will let out a moan and beg for you to let him be inside you, to please let him become one with you

He always lets out little gasps whenever you touch him anywhere, and he’ll always try (but fail) at muffling his moans.

By the time you’re done bringing him to his peak, his eyes will be half lidded and the corners will be filled with tears, his hair messy and his face flushed, panting and trying to reach for you while his hands are tied up behind him

“Y-Y/N, I- I n-need y-You right no-ow, anngh- I re-really do- p-please r-ride m-me, I really w-want you to r-ride mmmee-mnngh!”

Also definetly peg the boy we’ve talked about this thousand of times he is peggable so do not miss the opportunity to break ya boi heyooo

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bts-reveries · 3 years

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Miya. I. HATE. TUMBLR. RIGHT. NOW. They didn't notify me of your new update T-T and I'm so mad. And I also didn't see it on my dashboard:( nvm I just read the update. OMG SOOBIN AS JIN'S BROTHER. Haha i love how you bring random people (well like txt members) and it's so fun!! I remember a few months ago i asked you whether you had planned how all the boys had met and you said you didn't think that far😂 Now we know how they met!!! It's soo nice to hear about the backstory!! The new chapter had so much new information hehe. So cute. Jealous namjoon is the best😂 I'm with byul. I'll swoon over dimples any day. Joon's dimples especially irl😂😂🤭 Soojin the princess👑 She's definitely daddy's girl. Imagine if the new baby is a girl and she no longer has all the attention to herself😂 And jin has two princesses...?!😂 The boys are like chill and let their sister have her way😂 I love their dynamics. Everything is so nice about this chapter!!! I love the bond that jin and JK and mae and rina have! I love all of their bonds ofc but theirs is even more special to me🥺 Like jk and rina really look upto jin and mae and jin and mae help out jk and rina alot too! Likeee no wonder they have seperation anxiety if jin and mae are away for too long😂😂 Okay I'm gonna stop here. Thanks for the update!!

YEAH IM SEEING A FEW PEOPLE DIDN’T AKDHAK IDK WHY *blames read more feature once again*

LOL YES I LOVE THE TXT MEMBERS AND THEIR RELATIONSHIP WITH THE BOYS SO I HAD TOOOO

yeah!! we really didn’t think that far🤣🤣🤣 we made it up now tho so i think we’re good 👍🏼👍🏼

omg yes princess soojin… that’s actually how we chose the next gender of the baby 👀👀👀

ahh yes!!! mae and jin and rina and jk have known each other the longest so yes T.T this is why they have separation anxiety, they all grew up together (´༎ຶོρ༎ຶོ`)

#miya asks #expect the unexpected

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boopledoodle · 3 years

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OKAY

I have a few characters and drawings that I wanna redraw and I wanna do them all hut I know I would be able too so! In honor of 20 followers as well you guys can choose which ones I do! I'll also give a bit of background on the drawings too!

So! This is Annie! Shes an undertale OC! I made a post on an amino I'm on and asked for a species, gender, aesthetic, all that. I got deer, kishore, and girl (I possibly asked other things but idk-) so yeah! Here she is!

This is Oizys! Shes a Undertale OC and eldritch god.. yeah it's weird! She was an adopt I got from a friend and yeah! I really like her and I had a whole story for her too..

This is Alaska! Shes also an adopt I got from a different friend! Shes a witch and probably another one of my favorite OCs. I like all of my ocs of course but I just strangely REALLY like her! Shes a plant based witch and cyclops!

This is Ruby! Ruby is a very old OC! And this is the most recent thing I have of her. Shes also an adopt for 123 Slaughter me Street! I really liked her too.

This is my old persona as a d boi from scp! It was made for a scp minecraft rp I was in but the person who was running it was super rude so I left. But ots also based on my old mc skin so I'll update it with my newer skin!

This! Is also my old persona! I tried to draw her in a old anime artstyle and I used that alone on a friday night meme lmao

This is an old OC I made for a comic! I never went through with that comic though (I only made designs) BUT! I did make an animation with her! It sucked though.

Heres an old old OC! She was an adopt toooo! I did this with every adopt though and I changed something. For her I changed her outfit and I think I made her into a shark? She was og turquoise I think.

And yeah! If you want any of these redesigned or redrew I'll do it! Just like rb or comment which one you want!

#digital art #old art #redraw #boop art

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aalissy · 4 years

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Date Night

Chapter 17 of Dreaming in Black and White is finally done!! Aghhhh I'm sooo sorry!!! It's been toooo long since I've updated this story! I've been too busy keeping up with Adrienette April and Marichat May! I hope you guys can forgive mee! The identity reveal is next chapter so you have that to look forward to haha ;). Lemme know what you think of this one <3

AO3

Marinette rushed through the crowded streets of Paris, the wind blowing her pigtails back as she did so. How could I forget my date with Luka?! She mentally scolded herself. Gnawing on her lip nervously, she slowed as she neared the building that Luka had sent her directions too. She entered into the small restaurant, letting the warm air envelop her. She scanned the crowded room sheepishly, finally spotting her date gazing out of a window. She cleared her throat lightly, slowly creeping towards his table, “Excuse me but is this seat taken?” Marinette gave him a small, apologetic grin.

“Marinette!” Luka stood up with a bright smile, “You made it!”

“Yep,” she giggled nervously, sliding into the seat across from him, “Sorry I’m so late! I lost track of time.”

“That’s alright! I’m just glad you’re here,” he sat back down, picking up the menu in front of him, “How’s your weekend going?”

“It’s been good so far. Adrien and I got some work done on our science project. How was yours?” Marinette picked up her own menu, looking for the tastiest food item listed.

Luka grinned teasingly at her, his blue eyes sparkling mischievously, “It’s been good. I got some practice in with Kitty Section before rushing off to my date only to realize she wasn’t here.”

Marinette winced, putting down her menu to regard him both seriously and apologetically, “I really am sorry about that Luka. I invited Adrien over to work on the project and we lost track of time and I didn’t mean to-”

“No, no, it’s alright, Marinette. Honest. I was only teasing,” he waved her apology off with a quiet chuckle, “I understand, believe me. I know just how late you tend to be,” he winked.

She ducked her head, feeling warmth rush into her cheeks as she did so. She peeked up at him from beneath her lashes, “Still, I’m really sorry.”

“Hey, I promise you that I’m okay with it,” Luka’s hand landed atop hers, squeezing it gently.

“Are you two ready to order?” a chipper voice spoke up from their side, and Marinette tore her eyes away from her date’s blue ones to look up at their waiter.

“Yes, I am. Marinette, are you?” Luka grinned at her and she gave him her own shy smile back.

“Oh, yes, I’m rea-,” she was cut off from speaking by a loud, blaring alarm coming from outside. Her eyes widened as she listened to the akuma alert ring out along with the loud screams coming from the Parisian streets. Her gaze darted from the window back to Luka’s wide, panicked eyes. Marinette stood up, cursing Hawkmoth for interrupting yet another one of her dates as she spoke calmly, yet decisively, “You need to get to safety!”

The musician’s brow furrowed as he looked at her, “Yes, we do.”

Marinette coughed, wincing slightly as she stuttered, “R-right, right,” she gave her head a quick shake before grabbing Luka’s arm, yanking him over to the kitchen that the waiter and all the other guests were rushing towards. Her eyes searched around the small space, looking for any place to hide. With another muffled curse when she found none, she instead decided to duck under one of the tables with the other guests. Luka’s hand found hers, giving it a quick squeeze as he grinned at her. Marinette managed to give a wobbly smile back but her gaze still drifted to the door outside, chewing her lip nervously as she made out the faint sound of screams.

I-I can’t just sit here! I have to do something! Chat Noir won’t be able to handle this alone! I’ve gotta help him!

Her gaze darted over to the boy next to her worriedly and she let out a quiet breath of air before she pushed herself out from under the table.

Luka’s hand shot out to grab her wrist, his brow furrowed in confusion as he watched her, “Marinette, where are you going?”

“To find help,” she managed to give him another weak grin before capturing her lower lip between her teeth.

His frown deepened and his grip tightened, “I’m sure Ladybug and Chat Noir can handle this, Marinette. I’d be surprised if they weren’t there already. Please, stay.”

“Luka... I, I can’t,” she gave her head a slow shake, feeling her heart shatter when he gave her a pained expression, “One of us has to go get help! Who knows what type of an akuma it is?!”

“But it doesn’t have to be you,” he pointed out. All the same, his grip around her loosened slightly. His blue eyes stared at her piercingly, like he knew already what her decision would be.

Marinette clenched her eyes shut tightly before sucking in a deep breath of air. Slowly, she moved her arm away from his grasp, “Luka, I-I’m sorry,” she whispered before ducking out of the kitchen. She flinched with pain shortly before she rushed through the open doors, briefly catching the tail-end of Luka shouting her name. Blowing out a harsh breath, she cursed Hawkmoth and began running against the influx of people sprinting towards her. She stumbled and pushed against the oncoming crowd, all the while her head swiveling as she searched for a place to hide and transform into Ladybug. Eventually, the horde of people slowed and she was soon left alone on the empty street.

Shivering slightly at the cold breeze, Marinette wrapped her arms around herself in an attempt to get warm. There was still no sign of an empty alley, and she wasn’t sure whether or not the buildings she was passing were filled with people. Shooting a worried glance at her purse, she continued to look around for somewhere safe to transform.

Continuing down the cold, empty streets, she finally found exactly what she was looking for. An abandoned alleyway! She breathed a sigh of pure relief before darting to it. Marinette’s lips just began to part to speak the transformation words when something stopped her. A warm hand grabbed at her jacket and her eyes squeezed shut before narrowing in accusation as she whirled around to face her attacker.

If it’s the akuma, I’ll go down fighting! Chat will get here soon to stop him anyway! The faster I can delay him, the more time he has to get here. Ugh, and I was so close to transforming too!

As much as she was sure her eyes were lit with frustration it compared nothing to the blaze of fury in Chat Noir’s eyes. His hand was clenched in a fist around her jacket and his nostrils flared with rage. Marinette couldn’t help but cower for a brief moment before his words reignited her own anger, “What are you doing out here?! Didn’t you hear the akuma alarm?! It’s not safe!” Chat practically hissed at her.

“I was going for help! I didn’t see Ladybug or you and figured someone needed to do something!” her arms waved about in exasperation.

Chat's mouth fell open in shock, “Are you insane!? Ladybug is sure to be here soon and I heard the alarm! Of course, I was coming!”

“Well, I didn’t know that!! For all I knew you were stuck somewhere because of the akuma or lost your miraculous aga-,” she slapped a hand to her mouth before she could reveal too much information.

“Wait, what, how did you know that?” Chat lost some of his anger, frowning at her in confusion.

“I, um, err,” Marinette’s eyes darted away from his gaze nervously before her eyes lit up and she snapped her fingers together, “I was assuming! Yep, I was just guessing! You know, sometimes you and Ladybug show up late to akuma attacks so I just figured that maybe you lose your miraculous sometimes. I mean, I definitely lose my earrings all the time, so I can’t imagine what it must be like having to keep track of a ring,” she rocked back and forth on her heels, giving him what she hoped was an innocent smile.

Great job, Marinette, she berated herself sarcastically, why don’t you just go ahead and tell him you’re Ladybug?! Well, at least you didn’t give away that you know that the kwamis are always near their miraculous, making it sort of impossible to lose...

“Right,” Chat dragged out skeptically before he scooped her up in his arms, ignoring her squeak of shock, “Regardless, I need to get you home, Marinette. It’s not safe out here with an akuma on the loose.”

Ignoring the bursts of electricity that were running up and down her arms from just holding him, she buried her head in his chest. Quietly, she mumbled her apology, “I-I’m sorry, Chat. I just wanted to help.”

He chuckled rather heartily, “I know you did, purrincess. I know you did. I’m sorry I yelled at you.”

Marinette felt a pair of lips brush against her hair, causing her face to turn a bright, red color. Closing her eyes some, she settled deeper into his chest, “I-it’s alright.”

As soon as he drops me off, I’ll transform. I just hope the akuma isn’t too destructive.

Soon enough, they were up and onto the rooftops of Paris. She was cradled in Chat’s arms as he began rushing her back to the bakery. As they ran, he leaned down close to whisper quietly to her, “You look purrety pawsome today. Have a fancy date to rush off too?”

She ignored the harsh clench of guilt her stomach gave as she thought about Luka. The pained expression on his face as she told him she had to leave. The half cut-off shout of her name as she fled the restaurant. Marinette gnawed on her lip as she shook her head some, her blue eyes gazing at his chest sadly, “Yeah.”

“Did you not make it then?” the superhero asked almost hopefully.

Her eyes snapped up at that, staring at him with shock as she noticed the small clench of his jaw, “Chat, are you jealous?!”

He looked down at her piercingly, his emerald eyes filled with something indescribable, “Yes,” he said shortly and simply.

Marinette’s chest clenched at that and she blushed deeply, tucking her head back into his chest to hide it, “W-well, I-I did make it. W-we didn’t have much time to talk though... the akuma attack happened and then I ran away to find some help.”

“So you just left him at the restaurant then?”

There was amusement clear in his voice and her eyes snapped back up to glare at him. A silly, almost satisfied smile was on his face. Chat literally looked like the cat who ate the canary. Her cheeks turned a darker red at that and Marinette scowled up at him, “You don’t have to look so happy about it! I feel terrible! I was only trying to go get help.”

“Well, you found him. I’m at your service, purrincess,” he looked back down at her with a smirk. He tilted his head subtly at her, giving her a small bow.

“What if I was looking for Ladybug?” she snarked back at him, crossing her arms against her chest.

“I’m sure you were,” Chat snickered at her, “I’m glad that you found me instead, though.”

“Of course you are,” Marinette rolled her eyes and blew out a quiet sigh.

He chuckled again before leaning down close to her to whisper quietly, “Because now I get to carry you in my arms through Paris. Not her.”

Her face flamed once again before she narrowed her eyes at him, “S-stop doing that!”

“Doing what, purrincess?” Chat’s smirk widened as his eyes gleamed at her rather mischievously.

“Y-you know exactly what!” Marinette waved her arms about even as her face turned even darker, “T-the flirting!”

“I don’t know what mew mean, Marinette,” his smirk transformed into an innocent grin, “I wasn’t the one who ran away from my date halfway across Paris to come find a charming and suave superhero.”

“Oh my god,” her eyes clenched shut, “That wasn’t what I was trying to do and you know it!!”

“I’m pawsitively certain it was,” he snickered quietly.

“You’re insufferable,” she muttered, glaring away from him and towards the bakery she could just barely make out over the horizon. Soon, she would be away from him and his temptation. Soon, she could transform into Ladybug and save the day. Once again, she glanced down nervously at the purse where she was sure her small kwami was pacing about anxiously. They were just about to land on the bakery’s balcony when a loud thump behind them caused Chat to whirl around. Marinette’s eyes widened as she saw what was behind them. It was the akuma. Sucking in a gasp of disbelief, her hands immediately went to her purse protectively.

This is a disaster!

Chat quickly put her down, glaring fiercely at the akuma as he pulled out his baton. He pushed her protectively behind him as he snarled at the villain in front of them. It was a man in a swirling dark blue coat. Stars danced along the edges of the suit he was wearing. A hat with tiny moons was perched atop his head as he smiled maniacally at them. Chat’s voice spoke reassuringly at her as he kept her behind him, “Stay back, Marinette. I won’t let him hurt you!”

“Well, it’s nice to finally see you, Chat Noir. You’ve been busy protecting a civilian, I see. Where is your precious little bug though? I haven’t seen her yet. I am the Enchanter and I’m here to make certain that you follow my every whim. With but a touch of my hand you’ll be powerless to resist,” the akuma gave a loud, wild laugh as he outstretched his hand towards them.

#miraculous #miraculous ladybug #lukanette #marichat #ladynoir #adrinette #adrienette #ladrien #au #color blind au #dreaming in black and white

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