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anonymous-rendezvous · 3 months

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Fika

💙 Ike Eveland x GN!Reader

✦ — Written by Mod I ✨. Beta Read and Edited by Mod S 👿.

✧ — Contains: Strangers to Friends to ???, fluff, light angst, & open ended

✦ — Word count: 2k+ | Ao3

Fika | pronunciation: fee–ka Swedish | (n.) a moment to slow down and appreciate the good things in life. — A new coffee shop opens near Ike’s home. As he starts to visit it more regularly, he slowly gets to know you.

Based on the sentence starter “Don’t be a stranger, okay?”

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Ike was just past the planning stages of his most recent book when a new coffee shop opened within walking distance of his house. ‘Home Brewed’. A cozy little place with comfortable seats, potted plants, and lots of natural light. The little bell above the door jingles as he pushes it open, immediately greeted by the two staff members he’s started to recognize, currently working behind the counter. With a glance around, he could see that the cafe is fairly busier than usual. A handful of people waiting on their orders while a quarter of the tables have been claimed.

Stepping up to the counter, he’s greeted by your bright smile. “Ah! Nice to see you again. The usual today?” Your head tipped to the side in question, causing the necklace around your neck to catch the light. An onyx ring swaying across the chain and he notes to himself that this is the ninth time it’s changed. Yesterday it had been a silver band with some sort of writing, and the day before that had been a gold band with small emeralds lining it.

The barista behind you calls out another customer's drink, reminding him that you're still waiting for him to respond, quickly meeting your eyes. “Good morning, and yes, the usual, please. That’ll be all.”

Nodding along, you add his order to the computer. “For here or to go?”

Turning his head, he scans the room one more time, spotting his usual table by the window open. “For here.”

“You got it! We’ll bring your drink over when it’s done.” He pays for the drink before bee-lining towards the table he’d become used to setting up base in. Over the last two weeks, he’s found this particular table to offer him the best view; sunlight pouring in just right. Perfect for getting lost in thought staring out towards the bustling streets, but also an ideal spot for observing the people around the cafe. His bag slides off of his shoulder with a soft thud as it rests on the empty seat beside him, pulling out his laptop and notes, ready to dive back into his work while waiting for his drink.

It’s not long before a mug is carefully placed on his table with a soft clunk. His fingers pause in the movement upon the keyboard, forcing his eyes away from the screen to meet yours. As your eyes lock, you flash him another smile, “One chai tea for…” there’s a pause, your eyes darting to the side before slowly asking, “Ike, right?” The novelist nods with a polite smile, hazel eyes quickly flicking down to your apron in search of your nametag; thanking you while repeating your name aloud. “No problem! Lemme know if you’d like another cup.”

The novelist gives a nod and you take that as your cue to return to the counter. He’s just returned his attention to his work when, from the corner of his eye, he notices that you’ve stopped moving. His head jerks back in your direction when you make a quick turn on your heels, taking a few steps closer to his table – yet still maintaining a polite distance. Ike can’t help but watch curiously, noting the way your expression twists in what he assumes is hesitation, one of your hands reaching up to fiddle with the ring hanging from the chain on your neck. The silence hangs for another moment before you finally speak, words spoken almost cautiously, “Could I… ask what you're working on? You don’t have to tell me. I’ve just been curious since you always seem so absorbed in your work.”

“Oh.” He can’t help but feel a little surprised by the question. Adjusting his glasses, he glances down at his laptop before returning his gaze to you, the small but polite smile returning to his lips. “I don’t mind. I’m currently working on a book.”

It’s rather interesting to him, the way you seem to light up, as you seem to take a subconscious step closer to the table. “Ah, really?” There’s a slight raise in your voice, however you quickly lower it, not wanting to disturb the customers sitting nearby. “Can I ask what it’s about?”

There’s already a smile tugging at the corners of his lips as he settles back in his chair. “They commissioned me to write a children's book, so it’s just a lighthearted adventure tale.”

“Ah, that’s really cool–” There’s a loud call of your name and your attention immediately snaps back to your coworker, who’s giving you a pointed yet amused look. “Ah–Sorry, just a second! Right so, uh,” You give a little awkward laugh before giving him another small smile. “If you need anything else, just let us know. Good luck with the book!” With a small wave, you quickly make your way back to the counter where a small line had begun to form. With a light chuckle, he adjusts his glasses before returning to his work.

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From that day forward, it was rare to find the pair of you not locked in conversation. It was almost surprising to Ike how quickly the pair of you were growing closer. He’d begun spending more time at the cafe than he did at his own home and getting to know you felt as easy as breathing. Hours turned into days, and days turned into weeks – time, feeling as though it were flying by.

A change he hadn’t known he needed until you’d already settled in past the point of acquaintances, but just shy of what he would call friends.

You never seemed to run out of stories to tell him, having an endless supply of experiences in your back pocket. Sometimes it would be retelling interesting moments from your day: a rowdy customer, a bizarre drink order, or something one of your co-workers had done. Though what fascinated him most was the tales behind the different rings you’d switch out on the chain around your neck. You seemed more than happy to talk about them, explaining that some were gifts from family members, friends, or co-workers; past and present. Others were picked up from different places you’d visited; having traveled a lot over the years.

His curiosity hadn’t been satiated, however, until he asked if there was a reason you wore them on a chain rather than around your fingers, as most typically would. You had looked almost sheepish when you explained that it was a mixture of wanting to keep said rings in better condition, but also an irrational fear of losing them – or worse – accidentally dropping one in a customer's drink. Your expression was rather horrified at that thought.

He can’t remember the last time he’d laughed quite so hard.

Ike’s friends were quick to notice his change in mood, asking him – some subtly, others less so – about what happened. It had only been such a short amount of time and yet, something about the novelist seemed different. It wasn’t a bad difference, they reassured, chuckling once they saw the look on his face. He just seemed… happier. Intentional or not, you’d started to brighten his days. Drawing an excitement from him the others hadn't seen in a while. His chest filled with a warmth he can’t quite remember living a day without.

You were similar to an ever-burning flame. You brightened the spaces you moved between, drawing others to your warmth. Maybe it was the way you moved, dancing easily from place to place. Never invading, but never apologetic for what space you did take up. Maybe it was in your smile, the ease with which your lips would curve upwards – leaving even the grouchiest of customers a tad less tense. Most noticeable were the days you had off, the building seemingly a tad bit colder than he'd remembered.

Whatever it was, Ike just couldn’t seem to pinpoint it; at least not with words. It was something so inherently you.

And then his book was complete.

He had to stop visiting the cafe. All of his time and energy funneled into the final steps of his work. Delivering his manuscripts, going through edits and finalizations, getting in contact with the commissioner– so on and so forth. All of which is a very time-consuming process, eating away at all the free time he had.

Before he knew it, nearly two months had passed before he pushed through that all too familiar door; a bundle of papers in hand. The smell of familiarly brewed coffee and freshly baked sweets helped to ease the tension in his shoulders – even if just slightly.

With a pep in his step, he approaches the counter and your gaze lifts to meet him. Almost immediately, your eyes widen, hands freeze in place. Heart pounding in his chest, he greets you, calling your name with a smile. Except… his smile falters when your expression twists into something he hadn’t seen on you before. Your lips purse into a thin line, intentionally dropping your gaze to the computer before quietly asking, “Chai tea, for here or to go?”

The brunette opens his mouth to say something, but the way you avoid looking at his face causes him to pause. “For here.” He finally says, voice coming out much quieter than he’d intended. Ike doesn't realize how tightly he’s gripping the papers until he feels them start to crinkle, quickly loosening his grip before he ruins them.

He pays for the drink then shuffles quickly towards his usual table. Releasing his hold on the bundle of papers entirely, setting them lightly on the table as he attempts to ease the worst of the creases out. The excitement that he had been feeling before was slowly bleeding into nervousness, causing him to worry his bottom lip. The novelist startles when the mug clicks against the tabletop, eyes hurriedly looking up to see you. “Ah–thank you.” He stutters, yet your gaze remains locked on the wooden surface, still refusing to look at him. He almost expects you to turn and leave, yet… you just continue to stand beside his table silently. The cafe lacks the warmth he's grown used to; a chill running down his spine.

The silence continues to hang, casting a heavy fog between you, before finally, you raise your head to meet his gaze. “You just… stopped coming one day.” There’s a slight shake to your voice that makes his heart drop. “I… You worried me, Ike.” Your lips pursed, eyes shifting to look out the window rather than at him. “At first I tried to rationalize that you were likely just busy, but… I couldn’t help but worry if something had happened to you. But I had no way of checking. We never exchanged numbers or socials, you just… disappeared. I had no clue if you were okay.”

Ike’s brows furrowed, “I– I’m sorry, I didn’t think–” his words felt caught in his throat, sentence hanging because, really, he hadn’t thought. It hadn’t even crossed his mind once to tell you that he’d be gone for a while. He’d caused you to worry for no reason. Truly, a stupid mistake on his part.

You let out a sigh before meeting his gaze, a small smile tugging at your lips. “I’m just glad you're alright.” Your eyes trail back down to the tabletop before narrowing in on the papers resting before him, lips parting in a small ‘o’ as your eyes scan the top page. “Is that–You finished your book?” Ike swallowed before nodding, nudging the papers closer to you.

“I did. It’s technically still in the processing stages, hence this isn’t a proper physical copy, but I thought–” He swallows again, nerves swelling inside of him once more. The warmth had returned to your expression, picking up the bundle and cradling them in your hands as if holding something precious. Clearing his throat, he adjusts his glasses, suddenly unable to meet your eyes, clear embarrassment on his face. “It is only a children's story, but you’d seemed so interested when I was writing it, I figured–”

You cut him off, excitement building in your tone. “This is for me?”

He nods, “Yes. I can give you a proper copy when the book is finished, if you’d like.”

“I’d love that!” You exclaim with a cheerful laugh. “I’m gonna go put this with my things so it doesn't get ruined. Thank you, Ike.” You’d already turned, halfway making it back towards the counter when you suddenly stop, turning around to face him with a bright smile on your face. “Oh, and Ike?” His heart pounded at the honor of being allowed to bask in the warmth of your smile once more.

“Y–yes?”

“I’d like to think we’re friends now, so don’t be a stranger, okay?”

Heat rises to the novelist's face as sudden realization all but slaps him in the face. The only tangible thought that crosses his mind at that moment is a very small ‘oh’ as butterflies fluttered in his stomach.

It seems that he might already be in too deep.

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Relationship & NSFW Dynamics —

✨ Noctyx Edition ✨

First (1st), we want to re-emphasize that we are writing for the characters. Second (2nd), this is merely our opinion and how we write them.

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🔗 Sonny 🔗

Pet Names: Babe [More often than not, just calls you by name]

╰┈➤ Relationship Dynamic:

The Noctyx's boy with the least amount of past trauma. He's just "VSF!! 💥 💥 💥"

This mans way too busy kicking down doors to be worrying about relationships. Like, Sonny, finding his way into a relationship is completely accidental. In the beginning, he just thinks you are really interesting, and the more time you spend together he starts to find you really attractive and then uh-oh someone’s caught feelings.

He was in so much denial at the beginning of your relationship. Once he's over that, however, be prepared to be sucker punched by random bouts of sweetness. And the fucking duality of this man. You will have whiplash from how sudden he can go from being rough and serious to sweet and silly.

Also, be prepared to be worried 90% of the time because of his job as a police officer with his damn obsession of rushing in and busting doors down.

[[NSFW under the cut!!]]

╰┈➤ NSFW Dynamic: Switch (Dom leaning)

So it's pretty obvious why Dom-leaning but… Switch. Listen, he gives as much as he takes. Like, he's incredibly kind and caring, but also he's a masochist. And a bit of a sadist??? Again: switch. Could see rough play being one of his interests. He likes the idea of you – consensually – taking control of him.

.��。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

🔮 Uki 🔮

Pet Names: Starlight, Stardust, Babe/Baby, and the occasional Honey

╰┈➤ Relationship Dynamic:

Okay, now not to be a broken record but, once again: we're talking about the characters.

The man's lore is sad™. He's been through some pretty traumatizing stuff, and as a result, we feel like he's not really all that horny most of the time. Also, it's kinda hard to think about romance when you grew up living in survival mode.

He needs someone who will be understanding and patient with him. He’ll also need space at times, but he’s good at communicating that, so if he doesn’t bring it up — get ready to cuddle the fuck up. Most of all, just love him. Pamper him, comfort him, love him. He deserves the world.

And if you don't treat him right? Be prepared to have the Uki protection squad after your ass.

╰┈➤ NSFW Dynamic: Switch (Sub leaning)

Now once he's comfortable with you? That changes things. He'd likely be more open to trying new things, and boy, would his mouth start to run. Overall, just take care of him. Pamper him some more. He deserves it, okay? 🥺He is still a switch, though. And if he finds you cute? Prepare yourself.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

🎭 Alban 🎭

Pet Names: Sunshine, Babe/Baby, Honey, Sweetheart, & Little Cat

╰┈➤ Relationship Dynamic:

Another sad boi 😞 Similar to Uki: it's kinda hard to think about romance when you grew up living in survival mode.

Sadly, this man has trust issues. He has a hard time opening up because he doesn't want to hurt anyone or get hurt. He already lost one dear friend, he doesn’t want to risk losing more people.

It'll take some time to work through those feelings, but once he does, y'all are fuckin golden. Alban's very doting and extremely caring. He's like a prince without the royalty aspect. He'll be opening doors for you, carrying your stuff- carrying you.

Also, side note? Please tell him to stop stealing expensive gifts for you. Sonny can only let it slide for so long.

╰┈➤ NSFW Dynamic: Switch | Soft Dom

Pure switch right here, baby 🤌

The most bullyable bottom and the softest of Dom's. Could see him having an interest in primal play. Basically playing games of cat and mouse with you. Who's the hunter would likely depend on what kind of mood he's in honestly. He'd never admit it, but he kinda likes it when you take control from him (in a consensual way of course.). Honestly, too? This guy just goes through random bouts of horniness just by looking at you.

Similarly, to some of the other boys, if you ask him to try something new, he'd be pretty open to it.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

🐑 Fulgur 🐑

Pet Names: Babe, Little One/Little Lamb (Legatus), Dear, & Sweetie (Archivist)

╰┈➤ Relationship Dynamic:

First things first, we need to make it clear that we typically write a combination of Legatus and Archivist [typically a little more Archivist leaning].

However, it doesn't matter if we're following Legatus lore or Archivist lore; this man has too much shit happening around him, and to him, to be worrying about relationships. But hey, that's alright! He's been sent to the past, so fuck all that! Now he can get rid of all that pent-up anger! :D

In the beginning, you'll get more of the Legatus personality. He'll come off as cold and aloof. It'll take a bit, but as long as you don't give up, you will crack through that hardened exterior. Once you're in the relationship, Archivists' personality shines. Incredibly caring and comforting. He's an old soul.

╰┈➤ NSFW Dynamic: Switch (Dom leaning)

Now, the juicy stuff.

This man will. Fuck. You. Up. He can either be extremely soft or really rough and there's no in-between. Dirty talk and degradation galore during rough play, but only the sweetest praise when he's soft. Sensory play is probably a really big thing for him (both giving and reviving).

Side note; when he's on the reviving end, make sure he keeps his hands on that bed frame. The last thing y'all need is him accidentally breaking any of your bones.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

🎧 Yugo 🎧

Pet Names: Angle, Muse, Babe, Sweetheart, (My) Doll [But only adds the "my" when he doesn't like they way someones looking at you]

╰┈➤ Relationship Dynamic:

4 outta 5, another sad boi less gooo 😂

The only member of this group who at least has some type of experience. Kinda hard to date tho when you're leading a resistance. Honestly, though, this boy is the most straightforward of the five.

First off, this smooth mother fucker. He's very confident in his ability to woo. Be prepared to be rizzed to hell and back. Yugo’s very physical in his affection; he’s a pretty big fan of PDA. More often than not, you’ll find his arm wrapped around your shoulders or waist. Yugo prefers to give personalized gifts.

He's a people person. Man was both a DJ and leader of a revolution, after all. You cannot hide your emotions from him. He can and will read you like a damn book.

╰┈➤ NSFW Dynamic: Dom

He knows you're horny before you know you're horny.

Pure 👏 Dom 👏 Energy 👏. Try to argue with the clapping hand. You can't. Good luck trying to Top this man. It'll be a real struggle. The only time you're on top is when he's literally too exhausted to move.

Also, hope you don't mind getting it on in public places. Has one VIP booth in his club constantly reserved for the two of you. And don't worry, he'll make sure you're never caught.

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Btw if you guys are interested in seeing a post just dedicated to scenarios with some of the kinks we think the bois have, then this post needs to hit at least 300 notes. Hope you enjoyed~

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Those Small Shared Touches

❤️ Vox Akuma x GN!Reader

✦ — Written by Mod S 👿. Beta Read and Edited by Mod I ✨.

✧ — Contains: Reverse comfort, fluff, & open ended

✦ — Word count: 3k+ | Ao3

Based on these prompts - “Do you need any help? I'll bandage that up for you.” & “It's nothing. Hurts like hell but -- I've dealt with worse.”

Mod S 👿: This is based on 2.0 outfit reveal and the 2.0 Demon Lord ASMR [aka this was written before the movie came out.]

We started the year with posting a Vox fic on ao3 and now we'll be ending the year with a Vox fic. Full circle, baby! Happy holidays to those who celebrate, and we'll see you next year! Stay safe 💙💜 -Mod I ✨ & Mod S 👿

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Orange and pinks paint the sky as the sun dips below the horizon; welcoming the moon as it takes its throne amidst the evening stars. One lone figure sticks out against the pastel scenery. He trudges down the worn path, almost doubling over as he heads for home; his clan. His breath is a bit ragged, and small specks of blood are smeared across his pristine cheek. Not his own, of course. No, it’s of the fools who dared to endanger his home, who dared to threaten his people.

As he trudges his way up the hill path, Vox attempts to steady his breathing – trying to calm his demon blood enough from the slaughter to heal his wounds. Usually, it would be instantaneous. However, he had a lot on his plate today – what with helping his clans-people and all. Assisting new outcasts, spending time with the assigned family for today, and helping to organize the rations and farms for the future month. This exhaustion wasn’t well timed, as a group of bandits decided that his village would be prime real estate to loot; knowing that only one man protected the lot.

They were stupid, and for their stupidity, their payment was their lives.

His smaller wounds had already healed, however, the gash over his side is proving to be more of a nuisance. It’s alright, he could fake being okay until he reached his castle. After all, he wouldn't want to cause concern among his people. He corrected his posture, ignoring the way his body burned as he straightened his messy yukata, brushing the creases out of his haori, and wiping away the blood drying on his cheek. He only hoped he appeared more composed than he felt.

As Vox approached the gates, they automatically opened. The stationed villagers there welcome him back with warm smiles that he returns to them. Passing them after the pleasantries, he sighs in relief. ‘Good, they didn’t notice anything wrong, just need to make it to my bed for a rest. I should be good by the morning…’ Crossing his arms casually in front of himself, he tucks his hands into his sleeves, nodding kindly in greeting to his people as he passes them in the street; refusing to let his mask slip as the wound pulls and burns with every step he takes.

Making his way through the main street ultimately means passing by more small shops and homes of his people, children running past him as they enjoy the last bits of sunlight the day has to offer. Before long, he spots arguably the second most important building in the clan. Since it only had been built earlier this month, it stands out a bit more compared to the buildings surrounding it.

With each step he takes, the small clinic gets closer and closer. For a moment he debates walking in before brushing away the thought as quickly as it came; his eyes downcast in thought. When he returns his gaze ahead of him, he spots the owner of said clinic waving off what he assumes to be a patient. Vox can’t help but pay close attention to your actions, watching as you straighten up the front of your clinic, broom in hand, a soft smile on your face. If anyone was paying close enough attention, they’d notice the faint but warm smile on his face. He’s so distracted by you that he nearly collides with one child still running about, side-stepping out of the way at the last second. The child apologizes profusely, obviously flustered, and Vox can’t help but laugh and reassure them that it was alright; no harm done.

The kid quickly scatters back towards their friends, and when he returns his gaze towards your clinic, he almost stumbles in his steps as his gaze locks with yours.

To save face, Vox walks confidently over, taking a deep breath to calm the slight blush that appeared on his cheeks. His eyes peek at the boxes in front of your shop; likely full of fresh supplies and ingredients for medicine making. As he approaches you, you give a soft welcoming smile, setting your broom aside to give him a respectful bow. Clearing his throat, he greets you first. “Hello there doctor, are you settling in okay? I sure hope it hasn’t been too much of a hassle.”

“I’m settling in just fine, thank you, Milord. I was just tidying up in front of the shop before moving these boxes in. All these supplies you’ve provided me with will be incredibly helpful, so I should get them stored as soon as possible.” You tighten the small rope around your body, keeping your sleeves tucked away as you talk, before attempting to brush the dirt from your clothes; feeling a bit underdressed in front of Vox’s pristine and ornate clothing.

The demon’s eyes scan over the many boxes you have, counting them in his head before his golden eyes land back on you. “That’s an awful lot of boxes. Please allow me to help you. I’m sure the job would get done much quicker with two people working together than by yourself, right?” He smiles, removing his hands from his sleeves; ready to help.

Before he can, though, you quickly raise your hands in protest. “Oh, I couldn’t ask you to do that for me, Milord! Plus, didn’t you just return from protecting the village? I’m sure you must want to get back to your home and relax.”

Vox chuckles, taking a step toward you; ready to reassure your worries. Except as he does, his wound pulls in such a way it causes him to stumble for a fraction of a second; flinching to one side. He can’t help but grimace, his mask slipping for a second as he takes a deep breath. Having a moment to speak with you had relaxed him to the point of forgetting about his wound; the tension that had eased from his body returned with a vengeance.

So enraptured with you, he’d forgotten to maintain his composure; body subconsciously untensing. Correcting his posture, he subtly scans the busy street around him to see if anyone has noticed his reaction. ‘Good, no one saw that…’ However, as he returns his attention to you, he notes the concerned look in your eyes.

“Milord, do you need any help? Are you hu–” Vox cut your words off as he frantically steps closer, blocking you from the people on the street. Startled, your head tips back to meet his eyes. Now it’s almost impossible for you to miss the panic and pain clearly mixed in the golden hues.

“Say Doctor, before we move these boxes in, could I see how you’ve set up the clinic? I want to make sure that you have enough space for patients. If not, we could talk about potentially expanding.” There’s a strain to his words, but it’s barely noticeable over the hum of the crowd.

“Umm,” you hesitate before nodding your head. “of course. Allow me to prepare some tea while you inspect Milord…” Swiftly you slide the door open, stepping aside before gesturing him inside. He rushes in, ducking a bit to make sure his horns don’t catch on the frame.

Following him inside, you slide the door shut and pray that no one will need your immediate services. If the last few seconds meant anything, Vox seems to not want to draw attention to himself. As you turn back to face your lord, your eyes dart around your clinic. Your tea set sits on the table set in the middle of the main room. Looking past that is a counter where you prepare your medicine; a few bottles remain there from the patient you’d just seen off. Looking to your left, Vox stands bracing himself against the cabinet, which stores all of your supplies.

Approaching Vox’s hunched form, you can see sweat beading along his forehead. Now out of the public eye, there’s a tremor wracking his body. Sheer willpower likely being the only reason he is still standing. Reaching a hand up, it hovers for a moment before you let it rest on his arm. It takes a second before he looks at you. “Please Lord Akuma, I think you should sit.”

“Yeah…” He responds, before nodding a little firmer. “Yes, that’d probably be for the best, wouldn’t it?” Vox pushes away from the cabinet, straightening his shoulders before turning to walk toward the futons laid out for patients on the right side of the room. He doesn’t sit with ease though, a small wince leaving his lips as he lowers himself onto the nearest bed.

With a furrowed brow, you go to wash your hands before approaching him; ready to start the examination. Before you can, however, he raises a hand, stopping you in your tracks. “Woah there doctor, it’s nothing serious. No need for an examination. I just need a bit of a rest before I continue my way to the castle again.”

You huff, crossing your arms. “With all due respect Milord, as a doctor, it is my job to make sure every member of the clan is in good health. And that includes our leader. You don’t really expect me to sit by when you are showing obvious signs of pain, do you? Especially when it’s in my power to help?”

Vox remains quiet, his lips pursed in a thin line as he averts his gaze from you, seeming to think on your words. After a moment, he closes his eyes and sighs. When he opens them again, he meets your expectant gaze. “Fine, you may look at it…”

The tension melts from your shoulders, and you finish crossing the room before kneeling at his side. You begin the routine check-up, starting with noting his temperature and vitals. When the back of your hand touches his forehead–carefully avoiding his horns–you immediately note that the demon is uncharacteristically cold; usually radiating warmth like a well-kept fire. Likely a trait of being a demon, you ponder to yourself. Once that’s done, you begin to peel back his yukata, carefully sliding the already loose fabric off his shoulders.

Almost immediately, you notice a large gash along his right side. By looks, it doesn’t seem to be deep, and it doesn’t appear to be actively bleeding; which is a good sign. Except… it’s not closing either. You haven’t been with the clan long, however, you’ve been around long enough to know that his body heals fairly quickly.

‘Sure,’ you think, pursing your lips. ‘nothing serious at all. Stubborn man.’

Almost as if he can read your mind, he says, “See? Hardly even bleeding. It’ll be healed by morning. Nothing to concern yourself over.” He waves a dismissive hand, trying to wane your worry over him, but winces mid-motion.

You sigh, “It might not be bleeding, but it’s still an open wound Milord.” Standing up, you make your way toward your medicine cabinet, beginning to rifle through it. As you're getting some ingredients, you stare at him out of the corner of your eye, you say, “I could bandage it up for you.”

It’s not a question, and it causes Vox to let out a warm chuckle. However, the words that followed held melancholy. “It's nothing… hurts like hell but,” He pauses, tone serious and lined with another emotion you can’t pinpoint. “I've dealt with worse.”

Your hands stop shuffling through the shelves for a minute, and for a brief moment, you turn to look at him with concern. It doesn’t last long though, snapping your attention back and grabbing everything you need before moving to the counter where you prepare your medicines. As you pour ingredients into a bowl, you speak up. “I’m preparing you a salve to help with the pain.”

“That’s really not necessary–” You cut his words off with a shake of your head.

“I know when you get some proper rest, your powers will heal it immediately.”

“Then you should save your supplies for someone who will need it more than me. There’s no need to waste it.” Vox tries to argue with you, however you remain firm.

“It’s not a waste. Not when you're in pain, Milord.” He opens his mouth to argue, but you quickly plead, hands stopping in your work as your expression begs him to comply. “Please. Just let me do this. If not for yourself, then do it for me.”

The clinic falls into silence. With nothing else to say, and no further protests, you continue preparing the salve. Vox continues to watch you from his place on the futon, tension slowly melting from his body as he watches you work. When he does eventually speak up, his voice is sweet. “Thank you, little one. You didn’t have to do this, but I appreciate it regardless.”

You huff, half out of exasperation and the other half out of embarrassment from the pet-name. ‘Stubborn, stubborn man.’ You shake your head, albeit fondly. Once you're sure everything has been mixed properly, you pick up the bowl and return to his side; eyes fixated on his wound as you kneel down. “Like I said earlier, I can’t just leave someone in pain when I know I can do something about it. Why else would I be a doctor?”

“Heh, you're right.” You feel his fingers on your chin, encouraging you to lock eyes with him. “I knew I was right to put my trust in you.” The smile he wears is filled with pure gratefulness, trust, and pride. Heat creeps up your neck to your face, a lump catching in your throat as your heart feels as though it skips a beat.

Turning your head away causes his hand to fall back into his lap. You take a breath before looking back at him, expression flat. “The medicine is ready. Please stay still as I clean the wound and apply it.” Picking up a clean cloth, you dip it into a nearby basin before whipping away the dried blood and lightly dabbing at the wound. Once ready, you dip your fingers into the salve and lean forward; smearing the thick liquid over the gash. He winces, and you see out of the corner of your eyes his fist clenching tightly. You make quick, practiced work of the wound. It’s easy work for you.

Wiping your hands on another cloth, you reach for the bandages, before scooting closer to wrap them around Vox’s waist. “You know,” you can’t help but speak your thoughts out loud, “in normal circumstances, I would prefer to try closing the wound up. However, there is not much point to that when it should be closed by morning.”

As you're wrapping, you can feel the demon’s intense gaze on you, but he doesn’t speak up the entire time; just watching. By the time you think to question him, you’re done bandaging, making sure they’re secure around his body. Taking your hands away, you look back up at him, seeing his soft eyes following your head's movement; an unknown look in his eyes. You stare at each other for a moment before you blink rapidly and look away. “Umm… The salve should kick in pretty soon, so you should be able to sleep with minimal pain. You can remove the bandages and wash off the salve in the morning.”

Vox adjusts his yukata properly before sitting up straighter. “Thank you, doctor. I’m sorry for inconveniencing you with this. Truly.” He pauses, looking down briefly to search for his words before looking back up again. “I meant what I said earlier, I’m happy that you chose to stay. To help my people. I don’t regret putting my trust in you…” His hand raises, resting on the top of your head, before stroking down to cup the back of it. “I look forward to the day I have entirely dedicated to you. I’d like to learn more about you. It’ll also give me a chance to thank you properly for what you did today.”

You let out a silent chuckle at his words, looking down to hide your embarrassment. “Please, Lord Akuma, there is no need for thanks. It's what I’ve sworn to do.” Your hand finds its way to his on your head, grabbing it and bringing it in front of you before placing it on his own chest and pulling your hands back. “If I might be a bit bold, though. I would like you to make me a promise.”

“Oh, a promise? Do tell.” He crosses his arms, tucking his hands back into his sleeves as he curiously tilts his head at you.

“If you get hurt like this again, do not try to hide it. Come to me immediately and I will heal you, no questions asked. Your people need you, and I will do everything I can to make sure they still have their kind, strong, and gentle leader.” Giving him a soft smile, you watch as his eyes widen a bit with wonder, before closing in content.

Vox chuckles, finally looking at you defeated. “I guess it can’t be helped… I promise that I will come here when I need your aid. I shall trust you, fully, with my health, like you trust me with your protection.”

You nod firmly, hands on hips in satisfaction. “Good, now then go get some rest, Milord. You need it to fully heal that wound.”

“Yes, yes, of course. I will see you later this week then..” He walks to the door, looking back at you one more time. “I hope you rest well too… my dear.” The last word comes out a bit teasingly, and he walks out before you have a chance to rebuttal; leaving you standing there flustered.

The future looks beautiful as the clan grows and prospers under the watchful eyes of this gentle demon. Maybe it’ll grow even better as bonds grow and blossom, love being the water to help them. The demon seems to think so, as he looks up at the sky full of stars, chest filled with a warm feeling. Yes, things look good for the future indeed.

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╰┈➤ Main Masterlist

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KEY:

🌼 Fluff || 🌧️ Angst || ❤️‍🩹 Comfort

💘 Getting Together || 💞 Established Relationship

🌶️ Spicy || 🔞 NSFW (features content not intended for anyone under the age of 18)

🎉 Event Fic || ✨ Written by Mod I || 👿 Written by Mod S || 🥂 Co-written

⌞ — Luxiem Masterlist — ⌝

🌈 Poly 🌈

✧ — One-Shot's

TBA

✦ — Chapter Fic's

TBA

🦁 Luca Kaneshiro 🦁

✦ — Headcanon's

TBA

✧ — One-Shot's

╰┈➤ Comfort & Care || 🌼❤️‍🩹💞✨

Snippets of time showing how you and your partner care for each other.

Luca Version: He comforts you 💛

Luca Version: 💛 You comfort him

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╰┈➤ An Unconventional Relationship || 🌼👿

Word Count: 3.3k

Based on the sentence prompts - "You're lucky you're cute." "Wait, you think I'm cute?"

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✦ — Chapter Fic's

╰┈➤ Redamancy: || 🌼🌶️💞✨

Total Word Count: 5.8k

After a night out with friends, Luca can’t stop thinking about his relationship with you. You are his world and he wouldn’t trade it for anything. But he can’t help but wonder, would you want to take your relationship a step further?

Part 1 || Part 2

☯️ Shu Yamino ☯️

✦ — Headcanon's

TBA

✧ — One-Shot's

╰┈➤ Comfort & Care || 🌼❤️‍🩹💞✨

Snippets of time showing how you and your partner care for each other.

Shu Version: He comforts you 💜

Shu Version: 💜 You comfort him

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╰┈➤ How Do You Faze A Sorcerer? || 🔞💞👿

Word Count: 4.3k+

It’s been a while since you and your boyfriend really had any time to spend with each other, resulting in both of you feeling a little more touch-starved than usual. Although Shu really needs to finish up his work, you can’t help but see how far he’ll let you go in order to get some of his attention.

Part 1 of Under-The-Desk Shenanigans

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✦ — Chapter Fic's

TBD

🖋️ Ike Eveland 🖋️

✦ — Headcanon's

TBA

✧ — One-Shot's

╰┈➤ Ink & Affirmations || 🌼❤️‍🩹💞👿

Word Count: 2k+

After a rough day at work, coming home to your loving boyfriend is already a gift enough. But Ike still wants to find a way to lift your spirits from the hectic day you’ve had.

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╰┈➤ Comfort & Care || 🌼❤️‍🩹💞✨

Snippets of time showing how you and your partner care for each other.

Ike Version: He comforts you 💙

Ike Version: 💙 You comfort him

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╰┈➤ Take A Break, Won’t You? 🔞💞👿

Word Count: 5k+

The novelist is in the middle of writing one of his greatest stories yet. Except, he’s been so engrossed in writing that he hasn’t paid much attention to you as of late. Luckily for you though, you know just how to push his buttons to gain his attention.

Part 2 of Under-The-Desk Shenanigans

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╰┈➤ Fika 🌼✨

Word Count: 2k+

A new coffee shop opens near Ike’s home. As he starts to visit it more regularly, he slowly gets to know you.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

✦ — Chapter Fic's

TBA

🦊 Mysta Rias 🦊

✦ — Headcanon's

TBA

✧ — One-Shot's

╰┈➤ Smitten With You || 🌼💞✨

Word Count: 1.3k+

Sometimes you just need to appreciate how pretty your menace of a boyfriend is.

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╰┈➤ Comfort & Care || 🌼❤️‍🩹💞✨

Snippets of time showing how you and your partner care for each other.

Mysta Version: He comforts you 🧡

Mysta Version: 🧡 You comfort him

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✦ — Muti Chapter

╰┈➤ Intertwined with you 🔞💞✨

Pairing: Vox 🧧 x GN!Reader x Mysta 🦊

— A nonlinear series of intimate moments spent exploring new things with your boyfriends.

🧧 Vox Akuma 🧧

✦ — Headcanon's

TBA

✧ — One-Shot's

╰┈➤ Comfort & Care || 🌼❤️‍🩹💞✨

Snippets of time showing how you and your partner care for each other.

Vox Version: He comforts you ❤️

Vox Version: ❤️ You comfort him

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╰┈➤ Dancing in Red || 🌼🔞💞👿

Word Count: 13k+

Intimate moments with your demon lover, Vox Akuma, weren’t far between. Him being as affectionate of an individual as he is. The two of you have been dating for a while, yet you haven’t tried taking anything further in your relationship. That may change when you ask to visit his home for the first time.

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╰┈➤ Those Small Shared Touches || 🌼❤️‍🩹👿

Word Count: 3k+

Based on these prompts - “Do you need any help? I'll bandage that up for you.” & “It's nothing. Hurts like hell but -- I've dealt with worse.”

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✦ — Chapter Fic's

╰┈➤ Intertwined with you 🌼🔞💞✨

Pairing: Vox 🧧 x GN!Reader x Mysta 🦊

— A nonlinear series of intimate moments spent exploring new things with your boyfriends.

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╰┈➤ Main Masterlist

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KEY:

🌼 Fluff || 🌧️ Angst || ❤️‍🩹 Comfort

💘 Getting Together || 💞 Established Relationship

🌶️ Spicy || 🔞 NSFW (features content not intended for anyone under the age of 18)

🎉 Event Fic || ✨ Written by Mod I || 👿 Written by Mod S || 🥂 Co-written

⌞— Noctyx Masterlist —⌝

🌈 Poly 🌈

✧ — One-Shot's

TBA

✦ — ChapterFic's

TBA

🔗 Sonny Brisko 🔗

✦ — Headcanon's

Relationship and NSFW Dynamics 💘🌼🌶️🥂

✧ — One-Shot's

TBA

✦ — Chapter Fic's

TBD

🔮 Uki Violeta 🔮

✦ — Headcanon's

Relationship and NSFW Dynamics 💘🌼🌶️🥂

✧ — One-Shot's

TBA

✦ — Chapter Fic's

TBD

🎭 Alban Knox 🎭

✦ — Headcanon's

Relationship and NSFW Dynamics 💘🌼🌶️🥂

✧ — One-Shot's

TBA

✦ — Chapter Fic's

TBD

🐑 Fulgur Ovid 🐑

✦ — Headcanon's

Relationship and NSFW Dynamics 💘🌼🌶️🥂

✧ — One-Shot's

TBA

✦ — Chapter Fic's

TBD

🎧 Yugo Asuma 🎧

✦ — Headcanon's

Relationship and NSFW Dynamics 💘🌼🌶️🥂

✧ — One-Shot's

TBA

✦ — Chapter Fic's

TBD

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╰┈➤ Main Masterlist

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KEY:

🌼 Fluff || 🌧️ Angst || ❤️‍🩹 Comfort

💘 Getting Together || 💞 Established Relationship

🌶️ Spicy || 🔞 NSFW (features content not intended for anyone under the age of 18)

🎉 Event Fic || ✨ Written by Mod I || 👿 Written by Mod S || 🥂 Co-written

⌞ — Xsoleil Boy's Masterlist — ⌝

🌈 Poly 🌈

✧ — One-Shot's

╰┈➤ The Sun’s Embrace 🌼🌧️❤️‍🩹💘👿

Pairing: Doppio/Hex/Ver/Reader

Word Count: 4.5K

The boys have started to notice that you’ve been avoiding them, and they have no idea why. Deciding it’s time to take matters into their own hands, Doppio suggests a plan of attack. After all, there’s no way this could end badly. Right?

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✦ — Chapter Fic's

TBA

🐣 Doppio Dropscythe 🐣

✦ — Headcanon's

TBA

✧ — One-Shot's

TBA

✦ — Chapter Fic's

TBD

🖤 Hex Haywire 🖤

✦ — Headcanon's

TBA

✧ — One-Shot's

TBA

✦ — Chapter Fic's

TBD

🐯 Ver Vermillion 🐯

✦ — Headcanon's

TBA

✧ — One-Shot's

TBA

✦ — Chapter Fic's

TBD

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╰┈➤ Main Masterlist

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KEY:

🌼 Fluff || 🌧️ Angst || ❤️‍🩹 Comfort

💘 Getting Together || 💞 Established Relationship

🌶️ Spicy || 🔞 NSFW (features content not intended for anyone under the age of 18)

🎉 Event Fic || ✨ Written by Mod I || 👿 Written by Mod S || 🥂 Co-written

⌞ — Krisis Masterlist — ⌝

🌈 Poly 🌈

✧ — One-Shot's

TBA

✦ — Chapter Fic's

TBA

🧻 Vezalius Bandage 🧻

✦ — Headcanon's

TBA

✧ — One-Shot's

TBA

✦ — Chapter Fic's

TBD

🃏 Vantacrow Bringer 🃏

✦ — Headcanon's

TBA

✧ — One-Shot's

TBA

✦ — Chapter Fic's

TBD

🥽 Yu Q. Wilson 🥽

✦ — Headcanon's

TBA

✧ — One-Shot's

TBA

✦ — Chapter Fic's

TBD

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Just a heads up, gonna be doing a bit of reorganizing/clean up for the masterlist cause it's starting to bug me. If anyone has notifs on for this blog; I'm so sorry 😂

-Mod I ✨

#mod talk

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Relationship & NSFW Dynamics —

✨ Noctyx Edition ✨

First (1st), we want to re-emphasize that we are writing for the characters. Second (2nd), this is merely our opinion and how we write them.

─── ⋆⋅☼⋅⋆ ───

🔗 Sonny 🔗

Pet Names: Babe [More often than not, just calls you by name]

╰┈➤ Relationship Dynamic:

The Noctyx's boy with the least amount of past trauma. He's just "VSF!! 💥 💥 💥"

Also, be prepared to be worried 90% of the time because of his job as a police officer with his damn obsession of rushing in and busting doors down.

[[NSFW under the cut!!]]

╰┈➤ NSFW Dynamic: Switch (Dom leaning)

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🔮 Uki 🔮

Pet Names: Starlight, Stardust, Babe/Baby, and the occasional Honey

╰┈➤ Relationship Dynamic:

Okay, now not to be a broken record but, once again: we're talking about the characters.

And if you don't treat him right? Be prepared to have the Uki protection squad after your ass.

╰┈➤ NSFW Dynamic: Switch (Sub leaning)

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🎭 Alban 🎭

Pet Names: Sunshine, Babe/Baby, Honey, Sweetheart, & Little Cat

╰┈➤ Relationship Dynamic:

Another sad boi 😞 Similar to Uki: it's kinda hard to think about romance when you grew up living in survival mode.

Sadly, this man has trust issues. He has a hard time opening up because he doesn't want to hurt anyone or get hurt. He already lost one dear friend, he doesn’t want to risk losing more people.

Also, side note? Please tell him to stop stealing expensive gifts for you. Sonny can only let it slide for so long.

╰┈➤ NSFW Dynamic: Switch | Soft Dom

Pure switch right here, baby 🤌

Similarly, to some of the other boys, if you ask him to try something new, he'd be pretty open to it.

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🐑 Fulgur 🐑

Pet Names: Babe, Little One/Little Lamb (Legatus), Dear, & Sweetie (Archivist)

╰┈➤ Relationship Dynamic:

First things first, we need to make it clear that we typically write a combination of Legatus and Archivist [typically a little more Archivist leaning].

╰┈➤ NSFW Dynamic: Switch (Dom leaning)

Now, the juicy stuff.

Side note; when he's on the reviving end, make sure he keeps his hands on that bed frame. The last thing y'all need is him accidentally breaking any of your bones.

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🎧 Yugo 🎧

Pet Names: Angle, Muse, Babe, Sweetheart, (My) Doll [But only adds the "my" when he doesn't like they way someones looking at you]

╰┈➤ Relationship Dynamic:

4 outta 5, another sad boi less gooo 😂

The only member of this group who at least has some type of experience. Kinda hard to date tho when you're leading a resistance. Honestly, though, this boy is the most straightforward of the five.

He's a people person. Man was both a DJ and leader of a revolution, after all. You cannot hide your emotions from him. He can and will read you like a damn book.

╰┈➤ NSFW Dynamic: Dom

He knows you're horny before you know you're horny.

Also, hope you don't mind getting it on in public places. Has one VIP booth in his club constantly reserved for the two of you. And don't worry, he'll make sure you're never caught.

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Btw if you guys are interested in seeing a post just dedicated to scenarios with some of the kinks we think the bois have, then this post needs to hit at least 300 notes. Hope you enjoyed~

-Mod I ✨ & Mod S 👿

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