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me!; peter parker.

track sixteen of LOVER

pairing: tom holland!peter parker x gn!reader

synopsis: the world is black and white until you meet your soulmate

word count: 2.4k

From what you’ve heard, New York City isn’t that different in colour than it is in black and white. When you’re deep in the city and the skyscrapers are towering over you, the seas of blacks, whites, and greys that you can see doesn’t really affect anything. You’ve met people in the past that lived by the sea or in the country when the lack of colour is more prominent, but you consider yourself lucky that in a city it’s not that big of a deal. Sure it would be nice to be able to see the colour of your mother’s favourite flowers or appreciate the blue of a summer sky when there’s not a cloud to be seen, but it’s not necessarily impractical for you to not be able to see colours.

That doesn’t mean that a part of you doesn’t ache when yet another one of your friends sends an excited message to your group chat that she’s met her soulmate. You smile at the message and send the appropriate messages of congratulations but it’s a wistful smile more than anything, and it fizzles out the good morning you’d been having. The number in your group that haven’t met your soulmate yet is dwindling, and sometimes it’s hard to feel like you’re not being left behind. You know that you’ll meet your soulmate when the universe decides it’s time but you’re starting to feel the edges of frustration growing in your subconscious. You went through both middle and high school without meeting your soulmate, and now you’re in your second year of college, it’s starting to feel like the universe is just toying with you.

You finish the remains of your lukewarm coffee before saving the assignment you’d forgotten you were working on and shut your laptop down. The warm atmosphere of the coffee shop you’d been residing in seems to have dulled slightly at the news, and you’re more in the mood now to go and throw a mini pity party for yourself than worry about your communications assignment. You’re quick to gather all your belongings and load them into your backpack, swinging it over your shoulder as you make your way to the exit. You throw a quick smile at the baristas as you walk through the door onto the crowded street outside. It's almost spring and the warmth in the air seems to have brought everyone outside as you try to make your way through the crowd to the nearest subway station to get home.

It's the sound of a scream that makes everyone stop around you. Attacks in New York are sadly all too common so people quickly start to move on, hoping to avoid whatever maniac in a suit is causing chaos today. You manage half the walk home before the sound of something crashing into a building just down the street really sends people into a panic. You find yourself struggling to move forward as people become more erratic at getting away before they get hurt, and it feels like for every step forward you manage, people shoving past you pushes you five steps back. It finally seems to clear in front of you and it doesn’t occur to you to worry why that is, just that you should try and keep moving and get away from whatever is going on around you. It’s only when you hear a woman scream that you turn just in time to see a huge block of cement flying through the air and heading in your direction.

In what you're going to later categorise as a very uncharacteristic moment, you find yourself freezing in place at the danger in front of you. It's only a blur of grey and an arm wrapping around your waist that jolts you from your mind as you're pulled into the air and away from the slab of concrete that definitely would've killed you if it had been given the chance to make contact with your body. It takes your brain a good few seconds to process what's happening to you as you feel solid ground back underneath your feet and the arm is removed from your side. You’re vaguely aware of someone speaking to you but your brain isn’t quite caught up and it’s all you can do to not collapse as your legs start to shake as what just happens begins to settle in your mind. The words being spoken to you start to become clearer as the fog slowly lifts from your brain.

“Hey miss, are you okay? Can you hear me?” You finally feel like you’re able to open your eyes without throwing up and it’s all you can do to let out a groan of discomfort. When you finally look up to see the person who pulled you from certain doom, your first thought is that you didn’t think you’d ever get this close to the masked vigilante that’s been swinging around New York for the last few years. That thought is immediately shut down though, when colours start to bloom into your vision, starting with the deep red of his mask and bleeding out into everything else in your vision. He seems equally startled by the revelation, stumbling back from you slightly as if he’d been burned. “Oh my god.”

“You can say that again.” The two of you continue staring at each other, or at least you’re staring at him. The mask makes it difficult to tell if he’s staring at you but you have a feeling that he is. You can also tell that he’s panicking slightly about the situation that’s just unfolded in front of you both.

“You just almost died!” He takes one of your hands from your side and it’s only then that you notice how much you’re shaking. You can’t tell if it’s from finally meeting your soulmate or if it’s from the near death experience and you decide to chalk it up to both. “What’s your name?” The voice is softer now, quieter now he seems to have reassured himself that you’re physically okay.

“(Y/N). I’m assuming I can’t ask you yours?” Spiderman shakes his head slightly, and the shifting of the vibrant red hurts your eyes slightly as you still find yourself adjusting to being able to see colours.

“I have to go and stop Scorpion, but I promise I’ll find you. Is there anywhere I can meet you when this is over?”

“I’m meant to have a class later. I study journalism and communications at NYU.” Your soulmate lets out a noise of consideration at your words.

“What class do you have later?”

“Journalism 301.” He seems to contemplate something for a moment before speaking again.”

“I have that class too. I’ll meet you on the benches outside the building.” You step back at his words, and when you speak confusion is heavy in your tone.

“You’re a student?”

“If these guys with masks keep attacking during my classes I might struggle to graduate but for now my GPA is holding enough for me to stay a student, yeah. I have to go before I lose Scorpion but meet me after class later?”

“Will I know who you are?”

“I’m not sure. I guess we’ll find out later huh?” He gives your hand a gentle squeeze before letting go and turning around, jumping up and sending a web towards a building to pull himself into the sky. Some passers-by run over to you as he swings away, checking that you’re physically unharmed, and then you’re being walked to the nearest subway station by a friendly older woman who wouldn’t hear of you making the five minute walk by yourself. She only leaves your side as you step onto your train, thanking her for what must be the tenth time in five minutes.

The journey back to your dorm is silent, and you’re relieved that your roommate isn’t there so you can take some time to process what’s happened. It’s nice to see your dorm as most other people see it, a multitude of colours all over the walls and the pictures of you and your friends in colour. You cringe slightly at some of the pictures from a few years ago, back when none of you could see colour and you’d all refused to let your parents tell you what colours you were wearing. You make a mental note to call your mom and berate her for letting you walk around in an outfit with such clashing colours before falling back onto your bed.

When you make it to your journalism class, you can barely focus. You take a seat at the back of the class, and you barely make any notes, too busy watching every guy in the class to see if any of them look over to you more than just for fleeing glances. When your professor announces that the class is over, you’re slow to pack up your things and you’re one of the last to walk out. When you walk out of the building, there’s only one person sitting on the benches, and he’s not facing you but you know who it is. The familiar mop of curly hair gives away your soulmate’s identity and you freeze in place. Peter Parker is Spiderman? You walk towards him, only slowing when he turns to face you.

“Hey (Y/N). I’m-“

“Peter Parker.” You see a flash of surprise on his face when you say his name before him.

“You know who I am?”

“You’re like the smartest guy in our class Peter, everyone knows who you are.” The small flush of pink on his cheeks as you compliment him is sweet, even if you were being sincere.

“I figured we could talk? About everything that happened today?” You give him a slow nod, watching as he jumps to his feet, pulling his backpack in front of him and opening it. He’s quick to pull out a small bouquet of flowers, a mix of yellow and pink flowers, and hold them out towards you. “I didn’t know what kind of flowers you liked so the florist suggested these.” His nervousness is endearing and you can’t not smile at the gesture.

“They’re lovely, thank you Peter.”

"I guess we have a lot to talk about huh? Do you, uh, wanna grab a coffee? My treat?"

"Coffee sounds great. I'll buy though, I owe you for saving my life after all." It surprises you that the walk to the coffee shop is filled with conversation, like you’ve known Peter for years. It’s almost uncanny the way you seem to finish each other's sentences and are on a similar wavelength. It’s even stranger that you realise that you’ve shared a number of classes in the past few years, and how the two of you have never run into each other before feels like a mean twist of fate, to have him so close and yet so far away.

The two of you spend six hours sitting in the coffee shop talking about anything and everything. The time passes without either of you properly realising and it’s with an almost embarrassing lack of awareness that one of the baristas has to ask you to leave because they’ve reached closing time and you’re both still there. You spend the walk back to campus laughing about it, poking fun at each other for it. It’s even stranger when you work out that your dorm buildings are practically next to each other. You both decide to head up to his dorm since Peter doesn’t have a roommate so you can talk about everything that can’t be discussed in a public setting, or at least somewhere with prying ears. You’re vaguely glad you’re not going back to your dorm, you’d left it in something of a state before leaving this morning and hadn’t felt mentally up to tidying after almost dying and meeting your soulmate in the same event.

Peter’s dorm is small but cosy, decorated with pictures of him with his friends and an older woman whom you’re assuming is a relative. You can’t help but smile at how happy he looks, and a part of you is so excited to meet all these people that he holds most dear to him. You try not to make it too obvious how you’re trying to absorb everything about Peter but when you look at him and see the fond smile on his face you know you’ve been caught. He invites you to sit on his bed whilst he pulls the chair out from under his desk and turns it so he can face you. It’s the first time you’ve had a moment of pure silence between you since you met after class and it seems like neither of you are sure who should go first. You decide it should be you to speak first.

“So, are we going to speak about this afternoon?”

“Yeah, I guess we should. Are you sure you’re okay?” You break the eye contact you were holding, eyes shifting down to the floor as you think about how today could have ended. You could’ve died today. You’re lucky that Peter had been there to save you, the whole thing still doesn’t feel real.

“I think so? I mean I don’t think it’s hit me yet? Not properly anyway.” Peter nods at your admission, a look of understanding on his face.

“That’s understandable.”

“Thank you for saving me. I completely froze when I saw that concrete coming at me and I just…I dunno, thank you.” You’ve noticed that Peter gets bashful whenever you compliment him and you make a mental note to keep doing so, he’s clearly not used to receiving praise for what he does, probably because of his need to stay anonymous.

“I was just doing my job.” His humility is clearly a knee-jerk reaction to any and all attempts to credit him for just how much he’s doing to keep the people of this city alive and safe, and you make it a personal mission to spend every day of the rest of your lives together making sure he knows he’s amazing.

“Your job is incredible. To do all of that on your own whilst being a full time student? I don’t know how you do it.” You gesture for him to join you on his bed and, when he does, you take one of his hands into your own. He seems to melt into your touch and it’s in that moment you know that this is exactly where you’re meant to be and exactly who you’re meant to be with.

Demon Confusion ||| 悪魔の混乱 ||| Various x reader (Chapter 1)

Your name is (L/n) (Y/N), you are an only child but you were your parents pride and joy, ever since you were born it seemed you had an effect on people, everyone that was around you absolutely loved you, which is why your parents trained you in combat, you were an absolute beast. Many people gravitated towards you, but you considered the Kamado family as your own family, whenever you weren't training you were always with the Kamado's, recently your parents had died, so the Kamado's took you in. Nezuko had just been born and then Takeo, Hanako, Shigeru and Rokuta you had joined their family and they accepted you with open arms.

It was the afternoon and you were in the room you shared with Nezuko, you were practicing your Shamisen, for your thirteen birthday everyone saved up as much money as they could to buy you one, you became obsessed with the instrument ever since a street performer passed through your small village, they had even taught you the basics, since then you were hooked. Hearing the door open you looked up and saw Tanjiro, giving him a soft smile you stopped playing 'Are you heading into town?' you asked when you were learning Japanese it was a pain, you see you were a foreigner from Russia, your parents brought you to Japan when you were 10 a year older than Tanjiro 'Yes, I wanted to tell you before I left' Tanjiro answered 'Are you sure, it's already the afternoon and it's very snowy today' I said with clear worry in my voice 'I'll be fine. I promise, I want to make sre we have a big new year feast!' Tanjiro tried to reassure me with excitement for the New Year and then he left for town.

It was night when it happened you sat down saying a prayer with everyone before you all ate. The front door had slammed open and there saw blood everywhere Nezuko was still alive you could feel it, looking forward you saw a man reach his hand out for her, with new found strength you ran to the man and was able to punch him right in the face, making him fly back but he quickly caught himself. You stood in front of Nezuko in a protective manner, you had a large scratch across your torso but you still stood tall 'Get away from my sister!' you yelled furious at this man hurting your family 'You are quite strong you made me bleed from just a punch. You will be a powerful demon' the man said then suddenly he vanished, No Behind! You turned and tried to dodge but he grabbed your neck before you could do anything, and you felt immense pain then blacked out.

Nezuko had woken up and saw your body, she let out a scream and ran to your side, she let out a sigh of relief as you still had a pulse, she quickly picked you up and began to run down the hill, maybe if she hurried and got you to town you would survive. Not far from the two was Tanjiro who could smell the approaching blood, and also began to run and he quickened he's pace when he saw his sister carrying you while unconscious 'NEZUKO!! What happened?!' Tanjiro yelled getting her attention while she staggered, the pain of her own injuries were weighing her down. Tanjiro grabbed you from his sister and put you on his back, but he suddenly lost his footing in the snow, Nezuko seeing this reached for you and Tanjiro but because of her blood lost fell down the cliff with you two instead.

Tanjiro’s eyes were wide he looked to his side to see he’s sister unconscious from blood loss, looking around he spotted you, he saw the big a big amount on your body from a scratch that went from your right shoulder to your left hip, ‘(Y/n), are you alright? You shouldn’t be up! Let me… carry you into town!’ Tanjiro yelled desperately running up to you ‘(Y/N)!…’ you looked downmat him, you had slit eyes like a cat and you were growling, you lunged at Tanjiro, he brought out he’s hatchet in time as you bit on the wood “A demon this is what old man Saburo said, was (Y/N)… A man eating demon? No that was impossible (Y/N) has been human… since the day I met them. But this (Y/N)… smells of blood and death. But (Y/N) couldn’t have done all that. They don’t have any blood on their mouth or hands, and I can smell another sent” Tanjiro thought of this all as you suddenly grew into the size of an adult.

Tanjiro looked shocked as you grew in size and strength ‘(Y/N)… Hold on (Y/N)! Fight it fight for your life. I know your strong don’t turn into a demon! You can do it!’ Tanjiro yelled with tears streaming down his face ‘(Y/N)…’ Tanjiro stopped as he felt your tears land on his cheeks, he could smell sadness and guilt, you suddenly looked to the side to see a man with a sword. Tanjiro grabbed your neck and pushed you away from danger and his hair was cut off instead of your neck.

Making you two roll from the momentum, the attacker stood tall ‘Why did you protect them?’ He asked ‘S-sibling they are my older sibling!’ Tanjiro yelled you growled at the man trying to get out of Tanjiro’s hold ‘You call that thing your older sibling?’ The stranger asked while Tanjiro stayed silent he began to run at the two, so Tanjiro leaned down trying to protect you, but you were no longer under him.

Tanjiro looked up in horror to see you being held as you thrashed around trying to escape ‘Hey! Let (Y/N) go! Let my sibling go!’ The two boys stopped at the new voice ‘Nezuko!’ Tanjiro yelled worried for his sister ‘Don’t move, killing demons is my job, so I’m going to decapitate your older sibling’ the guy explained, you struggled more and he was taken aback by your strength as he put more pressure on he’s grip ‘Wait (Y/N) hasn’t killed anyone yet!’ ‘Yeah, plus their was a man at our house who attacked us and (Y/N) protected me!’ Both siblings yelled in your defense ‘Not (Y/N), I don’t know how this happened but it was definitely that man!’ Nezuko yelled standing next to her brother.

The man looked like a blank canvas ‘That's easy. Demon blood got inside your sibling so they turned into a demon. That is how man eating demon multiply’ He said it so simple ‘(Y/N) would never eat anyone!’ Both siblings yelled ‘A moment ago they almost ate you’ he spoke pointing his sword at Tanjiro ​​​​​​’No, I’m sure they now who we are!’ Tanjiro yelled ‘I won’t let them hurt anyone. We’ll find a way to cure them we’ll make them human again!’ Tanjiro yelled while Nezuko nodded in agreement ‘They won’t get better. A human who becomes a demon cannot go back’ he was still struggling to hold the demon.

How much blood did you get? ‘We’ll find a way! I swear! Please don’t kill them!’ Nezuko yelled in desperation ‘We’ll also find the man that killed our family we’ll do all that so’ Nezuko continued as the man brought his sword closer to your neck ‘STOP!!’ Tanjiro yelled cutting his sister off “We can’t lose (Y/N) too!” The siblings thought as they both bowed deeply ‘Please stop. Please don’t kill our older sibling! Please’ the both of them pleaded ‘Never leave yourself so DEFENSELESS in front of an enemy!’ The boy yelled clear hatred on his face.

Both siblings were shocked ‘Stop bowing so pitifully. If that worked, your family would still be alive! How can weaklings like you, who bows down when it’s time to fight! To kill or be killed… how can such a person….…cure their older sibling? Or even find their enemy! If you want something…..you must fight for it! The meek have no power and no options! The strong will crush them in every way! Demons might know how to cure your older sibling……but……No demon will respect your whining and begging! And for that matter I don’t respect you two either! That’s reality! Before…..why did you cover your sibling! Did you think that would protect them! Why didn’t you throw your hatchet? Why did you show me your back?! That’s how I was able to take them! I should have skewered you three!’ He yelled at the two and you wriggled around even more.

How could he say such harsh words to your little siblings, everything was quite except for your growing, he lifted his sword after a moment and struck it through your shoulder as you screamed in pain ‘No!!’ Both siblings went into action both of them threw a rock at the guy, who easily deflected them. Nezuko grabbed another rock and threw it aiming for his head but he moved to the side, she then brought her left leg up and aimed for the head. Just liked you showed her, but he blocked it then brought the end of his handle down making her unconscious.

Tanjiro ran for his hatchet and threw another rock with it also missing, he then ran forward screaming, once he got in striking distance, the guy also knocked him out like Nezuko. You stopped growling as you looked at Nezuko and Tanjiro, they are your little siblings, your only family, Protect Them, PROTECT THEM!

You felt his hold on you slip, so you took the opportunity and and got free, you kicked him far enough that he hit his back against a tree, quickly you ran to your siblings. PROTECT THEM, PROTECT THEM. You stopped right in front of them in a protective manner ‘L….leave….LEAVE MY FAMILY ALONE!’ You had shouted as the mans shocked face somehow became more surprised. Taking advantage you ran at him growling, you used your claws to scratch at him and you managed to injure him.

You were tired and hungry but you were going to win, you can’t let him hurt them. But you felt a hand to your left side of your neck and became unconscious. Kie, Takeo Hanako, Shigeru and Rokuta all sat around Tanjiro and Nezuko worried ‘I’m sorry to leave you behind, Tanjiro, Nezuko. Take care of (Y/N) for me, all right?’ Immediately Nezuko and Tanjiro woke up and clutched onto (Y/N) with tears ‘Your awake?’ The two looked up and saw the guy who had hurt you.

Nezuko brought your body towards her in a hug as Tanjiro stood in front of the two of you ‘Go see an old man named Urokodaki Sakonji who lives at the foot of Mount Sagiri. Tell him that Tomioka Giyu sent you. Your sibling should be fine because it's cloudy today……But don’t let them into direct sunlight’ after that he was gone.

Tanjiro had carried you up to the house since Nezuko was injured, once they arrived you had woken up and got off Tanjiro ‘(Y/N), are you ok?’ ‘Your not hurt are you?’ Both siblings asked you as you looked between the two, you brought your arms up and pulled the two towards you and gave them a hug.

They both wrapped their arms around you and began to cry, you held them tighter until they stopped sobbing slowly you pulled away and placed a hand on their cheeks ‘We need to be brave and strong, look out for each other, protect each other’ you told them and they nodded. After burying your family and praying, you went to your room and packed up your Shamisen and walked outside with it ‘Ah, (Y/N) your bringing your Shamisen?’ Nezuko asked as you nodded yes, you handed it to Tanjiro then you squatted in front of Nezuko. ‘Nezuko hop on your hurt’ you spoke as she hesitantly hopped on.

The both of them knew you were still their kind hearted older sibling, even if you were a demon now, you held Nezuko up by her thighs and she wrapped her arms around you neck, you and Tanjiro began walking ‘Hey, Tanjiro?’ You called to him as you three were far from home ‘Yes (Y/N)?’ He asked turning his attention to you ‘Were are we going?’ You asked as Nezuko was sound asleep 'Some place called Mount Sagiri, the guy before Tomioka Giyuu said to find a man who lived there named Urokodaki Sakonji' Tanjiro explained as you looked ahead of you, you only hoped that you three would be safe with this man.

Taisho Era Secret

Did you know that Muzan actually felt an intense and scary aura before (Y/N) attacked and he actually felt scared

tags; gn!reader, reader x i.yuji, hawk hybrid!reader, x falconet hybrid!i.yuji, fluff, short drabble.

the jungle night was cold and silent, the damp air clinging to every branch. you perched high in the trees, watching the faint outlines of leaves sway in the darkness. it was peaceful—until you heard a soft voice below.

"cold… so cold…"

you looked down to see yuji, a small falconet on a lower branch, his small body curled up tight. his tiny wings weren't enough to keep the chill away, and he was shivering. you sighed. he was hopeless in weather like this.

silently, you spread your wings and glided down to him. landing softly on his branch without making a sound, you folded your wings neatly before looking at him.

"[l/n]?" he asked, teeth chattering. "what are you—"

before he could finish, you draped one of your larger wings over him, wrapping it around his trembling form. his eyes widened, and he blinked up at you, surprised by the sudden warmth.

"you'll freeze if you stay like that, idiot." you said bluntly, looking away as if it wasn't a big deal.

yuji stared at you for a moment before a wide grin spread across his face. "you're so nice, [l/n]. i didn't think—"

"shut up," you interrupted, your voice sharp, but the faint pink blush on your face betrayed you.

he laughed softly and leaned closer, his shivering slowly fading. his small frame fit neatly under your wing, and he rested his head against your side. "i knew you had a soft side." he murmured, sleep already pulling at his voice.

you rolled your eyes but didn't push him away. "and you're annoying," you muttered under your breath, though the faintest smile tugged at your lips as he drifted off.

who could blame you? yuji was just too cute, especially with his relaxed expression pressed against your feathers like this.

a/n; after finishin most of the jjk chaps, i know my sweet little pookie has been through sm. yuji truly deserves the best of everything. remember gege remember when i catch u

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Tags; gn!reader, f.megumi x reader, fluff, short drabble.

"oi, wake up."

a voice broke through the haze of your barely-conscious mind. you groaned and buried your face deeper into the pillow, mumbling, "five more minute."

"no. training starts in twenty," came his calm yet resolute reply, paired with a firm hand gently shaking your shoulder.

you cracked an eye open, meeting megumi's sharp, sky-blue gaze. "who in their right mind can function on four hours of sleep?" you muttered, your brows knitting together in protest.

"you, apparently," he replied dryly. "get up, or gojo will personally carry you there and we both know how that'll end."

that thought sent a chill down your spine. with a defeated sigh, you sat up, messy hair sticking out in every direction. "fine, but only because i don't want gojo-sensei making me a public spectacle again."

megumi handed you a water bottle, his expression softening slightly. "next time, go to bed earlier."

you shot him a tired grin. "next time, don't let me study until 2 am."

he rolled his eyes but didn't argue as he turned to leave your room. "hurry up. i'm not covering for you if you're late."

"yeah, yeah," you mumbled, dragging yourself toward your uniform. as you caught a glimpse of him leaving, you noticed the faintest hint of a smirk tugging at his lips.

Maybe waking up wasn't so bad after all.

a/n; since i have a bad af sleep schedule, so is y/n's. (Its fair tho). But dont forget to take care of yourself, unlike them here. Sleep well yall

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I am back with the vampire Carlos and Leon, I do plan to kind of end this by moving/leading the story to the other yanderes. Again, this is all based off of a conversation I had with @thatgoblin a long time ago, I kept all of it and it can be found in my resident evil master list (Make sure your in the Resident evil one because I have a separate list for Leon in the DBD universe).

Tags: Vampire leon and carlos, yandere themes, Yan!Poly Leon & Carlos x reader, GN!reader.

Slowly it seems like this is turning into a mini series and I don't mind, again this is all based off a conversation I had with @thatgoblin and I wish I could find the post where I shared all of it. Like, it was so good!

Oneshot Start | Part I | Part II | (wip)

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♡ Weeks turned to months and things were going well, you adjusted to the new turn your life took. It was odd but pleasant all things considered, true to the Lord's promise them feeding on you wasn't as painful as you imagined. It was oddly nice, whatever they did made you feel like you were floating, like you drank too much and slowly you started to find yourself craving that sensation more and more.

♡ Perhaps this is how vampires ensure a meal, instead of brutally killing their sources of food they slowly train them to come back. It made sense and in the long run would probably be less of a hassle.

♡ But as time continued the Lord held their end of the bardin, they taught you everything they knew about medicine and sickness. Showing great information of the natureal world you can only imagine would take lifetimes to learn, they were a archieve of such ancient and wonderful connections ancestor-rites.

♡ They both were extremely sweet with you too, Lord Carlos knew more about the folk-lore and metaphysical properties of herbs where as Lord Leon knew more of their physical functions. Both information was bringing you closer to your goal, but if truth be told you would miss the days you spent with then in their greenhouse. The beautiful foliage lively and wild in this cared for natural chaos, how they grew their own roses and always plucked one flower for you.

♡ Lord Carlos was fond of braiding flowers within your hair and it always made you shy up, you were not some timid small person but the way it was so genuinely affectionate made something inside you find light. A deep burred touch and affection starved fragment craving intimacy, something you had to sacrifice in order to ensure the health of your community.

♡ Purposely separating yourself from the people for knowledge and the responsibility you would bare once you were older, it was somewhat painful to never experience such pleasures like dating or finding someone to hold. But friendships were enough to satiate yourself as you grew to the young adult you were now, yet you couldn't start now.

♡ Now your people needed you more than ever, and left this deep seeded need in your soul that these Lords seem to pull out.

♡ Lord Leon was so fond of your skin, or so he said. He examined your hands, the soft under skin of your forearms. It didn't matter how scarred, callous, or fragile it was, to him it was all so smooth and desirable. Lord Leon would spend hours tracing the pads of his fingers over the shape and lines of your body.

♡ Then there was the fondness for your neck, it always sent shivers down your spine with the darker implications of the obsession. But it was the same with the rest of your skin, the Lord would trade feather-light touches over your arteries barely covered in that vale of skin, he could see every beat of your heart in the way that thin vale shifted.

♡ But their affection seem to shift from this adorably friendly jest to something more serous, it make you somewhat uncomfortable. The two were betrothed to each other and yet here they were focusing their time on you, it was so odd that the both of them were so obsessive with their affection. Regardless of this it still make you feel like you were trying to get in the middle of their marriage, you hated it.

♡ But you pushed it aside because you didn't want to anger or give the Lord a reason to stop this 'exchange' from continueing.

♡ As you were away your apprentice sent letters and kept you updated with the village, and you send information back to them with instruction for new experimental remedies.

♡ This was great and in your excitement you shared this information with the Lord's the next time it was for them to feed. While in their large bed you told them everything, and how your village was much better. As you spoke you felt Lord Leon's grip on your waist tighten and it started to hurt, you tried to look at him back he was holding you against him so tight you couldn't turn back to see him.

♡ Meanwhile Lord Carlos had a strong but unreadable expression, were they mad?

"Is something wrong?" You asked in a timid tone.

♡ Carlos shook his head as he leaned down to hold your face in his larger hands, the expression before forgotten quickly instead there was this soft affectionate look you knew better. His eyes darted to his husband who was holding you from behind like a teddy bear, they held each other's gaze almost as if talking without exchanging any words.

♡ For the rest of the night Lord Leon did not release his grip on you, it was normal to pass out from them feeding on you but they would always carry you back to your bed. This time they didn't and were you left in the middle of the two vampires, sound asleep as they watched over your unconscious body.

♡ Now they realized how close to the 'end' the contract was, they gotten attach and they didn't want to lose you. If anything they wanted to add you to their marriage, keep you eternally youthful and your adorable self. But not yet, they needed to win over your love first.

♡ Don't think they didn't notice how tense or timid you gotten whenever they tried to tune up their affection, it was fine with the gentle caressing of your arms and hands or how they'd care for you with small gifts. But once they started to show how much they both loved you it seemed to perturb you, it made them both frustrated but Leon more. He was always more impatience though.

♡ Carlos talked to his husband as he watched over your sleeping body promising that they would convince and have you soon, that they just needed to stick to their plans and 'slow down' the research.

♡ It started with letters being lost, your connection from the outside severed. While you were no prisoner and could leave their walls for a walk in the forest Lord Carlos took it upon himself to join you, claiming the fresh air would do him well.

♡ You didn't bat an eye, even when he started to guide you with a hand on your waist or lower back. After all he was just a friendly and affectionate man, everything he did the Lord needed to hold you in some way. He was the same with his husband,

♡ Lord Carlos always was the same with his husband, and just like that as you walked beside the older vampire does the realization dawns on you. Was The Lord treating you like his spouse?

♡ No, surely not because that's absurd. What would Lord Leon think anyways, you already felt like you were getting in-between their marriage what would this mean if it were true? And besides, Leon treated you the same so it must just be something with them.

♡ This is all what you told yourself as you perused your studies, it was just a little longer and then you would no longer intrude in their lives. You did still want to see the both of them, their knowledge was unlimited and beyond valuable, but you did care for them.

♡ But it started to slow, your progress. It was rapid and before you knew all progression you made came to a sudden halt, it frustrated you. Especially so when you didn't know the status of your village, when the letters stopped coming at first you assumed it was simply delays. But after months of silence you feared the worst, what if your pupil while in your absence was not able to help the people? What if they all perished?

♡ The stress started to eat away at you, so much so you lost more and more sleep. It worried the Lords.

♡ They questioned you about the change and you quickly voiced your concerns, saying that maybe it was best to return to your village for a while to stabilized the illness.

♡ Both of the Lords yelled 'No!' instantly as soon as the words let your mouth, it caused you to jump and gawk back at them in a timid shock. Lord Carlos quickly apologized and explain that you can't leave yet, you needed to study more and if you were to go back without the cure it could be a worthless effort. People will get sicker and they most likely won't be able to last both your trip to the village, then back to the mansion, and village again once you do have the cure.

♡ Lord Leon quickly grabbed your arm and turned you to him slightly, adding that you are already close to finding it and as will all pursuits there are periods of stagnation. It's not abnormal for you to be struggling, this is all new research.

♡ As the Lord spoke his arm slowly snaked its way around your waist and kept you planted right beside him, you were uneasy and unsure what to think of all this.

♡ Carlos was quick to offer him going to your village in your stead, he could move much faster than you as a human. Besides he'll makes sure everyone is okay and that if there is any issues he will help your assistant, it was more important you stayed here at the mansion with Leon.

♡ Slowly you accepted his offer, still somewhat perturbed by their sudden outburst.

♡ Lord Carlos left the next night, he quickly pulled Lord Leon aside to talk to him before though. Oddly it seemed Leon was more attached to your side since you mentioned wanting to go back to your village.

♡ Once the two returned Lord Carlos kissed his husband before walking out the door and into the dark, you wished him safe and swift travel. Lord Leon's hand around your waist again, you can almost feel his claws digging into your clothes.

♡ Being alone with Lord Leon was odd, not because of the mansion being somewhat empty but rather he seemed to change slightly. It started with Leon following you around more, it said it was just because he already missed Carlos. See, ever since they married and were turned into vampires they never left each others side, not even a day.

♡ You could sympathize, he must have felt so lonely already. Decades and maybe even centuries with your husband never further than a call, you could only imagine how much it must have been a cold shock to the poor vampire.

♡ But the shift started around when Leon fed off of you, as the new normal he wouldn't move you out of the bed the two Lord's shared. But even after when you recovered and moved back to your own chambers the Lord seemed to follow you, result in waking with him nuzzling your neck with his icy breaths wafting and chilling you.

♡ You wanted to write it off as the Lord being painfully lonely but it was just so off, not to mention when in the library with him Leon stopped whatever he was doing to pick you up and place you in his lap. It was like the Lord was playing with a doll, you knew compared to the two vampires you must have been nothing lighter than a feather. It didn't matter your size or strength they had inhuman strength, but the way Lord Leon held you almost reminded of the way you cradle a baby doll.

♡ He'd carry you bridle style from whatever corner you were reading from and walk to the long leather love chair to place you across his lap, clinging to your waist and if you tried to move his arms would only get tighter. The longer you stayed the more he'd nuzzle into you and your neck, at once you almost thought he kissed it.

♡ With all their weird behaviour you couldn't help but think at night, with the rare moments of silent contemplation. Both the Lord were so sweet and affectionate but their affection was so odd, and what was taking Lord Carlos so long? For you it took what, a week or so, and Carlos have been gone way longer than that. What was going on, what everything okay? Was the Lord safe, were your people?

♡ You hated being paranoid about the Lord but the memory of him not feeding before leaving only made you more nervous, what if he got hungry while at the village? Would your people be safe?

♡ What are you talking about, of course they would be. The Lord has done nothing but proven he is trust worthy, he never hurt you despite having every oppertunity.

♡ Silence fills the air as your thoughts pause for a moment, you can feel the arms encasing your waist tighten more as a soft breathing brushes the shell of your ear.

♡ Being in the Lord's embrace really did make you feel like a toy, some kind of plush. Was... was that what you were to them?

♡ Your thoughts pause again as you start to consider it, the two were always so affectionate and kept you well fed, and in turn they feed off of you. Now they seemed quite nervous about you leaving, were they keeping you as some live stalk? No, they wouldn't right?

♡ But they way they treated you made you think more and more of your pet cat back home, they were your only companion and you loved them dearly but not as a human being. What if that's really how they saw you, Lord Leon was currently curled up beside you like your cat would when sleeping by your head.

♡ You didn't have a good sleep that night.

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