#mlbb aamon

[kikiwooo]

having a brainot of Ling/any assassin being yandere 😋‼️ like they will force us to be their little healer, and will got mad if we heal anyone (yes the classic mlbb couple heroes)

HOHOHO❗❗❗THAT'S SOME QUALITY SHIT

❇ Ling gives you the cold shoulder, literally mf has no regrets. Mostly trys to keep it to himself but the fact that he's obsessive as fuck his jealousy and madness is as clear as daylight. Hmp's and tch's. Ignores you(trys to) whenever you try to talk to him or even come to him. Death glares at the person you ultimated, will threaten them when he finds them alone. Ling gets you into troubles occasionally then saves you in the most critical minute. He really be watching you suffer with a smirk.. He wants to show you that he's the one who's most worthy of your ultimate and attention. Plays the cold and charming prince. He doesn't give two fucks about whoever says something bad about him but will go apeshit if someone curses you out.

❇ I think you exactly know why I needed to include Gusion. He's obsessive, narcissistic, possessive and who's ego is too much for his ass to handle. He WON'T tolerate any excuses. You had to ult the exp laner cuz their HP was so little? It's their problem in the first place to get their own HP that low. Let them die. Adc fight and your adc required your ult? Unnecessary, absolutely unnecessary, a waste of your precious ultimate that he can make a good use of it. Let them die. Oh come on (Name)...he's not bad.., he's winning ?matches see? He's carrying you! You will win...only if you continue to stay by his side.

❇ Dyrroth and Aamon can also be added. Dyrroth would just straight up confront you after, after literally ultimating someone else one time. No that just won't do! You have to save your ult to him and only him! On the other hand Aamon is like Ling, the only difference is he'll tie you to himself, literally.

[pirozhosik]

Love them i

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[a-regular-ol-pill]

tbh breeding with aamon sounds like literal HEAVEN can we have a small fic of that please 🥺💞 tysmch! <3

No, because it does not 'sound like' literal heaven. It is heaven!

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!! NSFW 18+ !!

Just the fucked out face he'll have, getting drunk off your sweet little hole because he's holding back his release. The long hours when he just keeps holding back, and whimpering soft 'sorry's' to you because you've been overstimulated, to the point where you're so ready to be bred that you'll get pregnant off of his pre-cum. His cock will be oh so beautifully purple, and the veins on it will be constantly twitching, with the tip furious about not being able to cum that it just leaks without both of you knowing. The funny thing about being overstimulated, is that he overstimulates you without giving your poor little clit attention, it would be painful. If it weren't for his pelvis grinding down on you.

The countless whines you'd hear from him, and the sweat that literally soaked his royal sized bed will drive you insane. The frenzy and overflowing senses that he keeps giving you will make you pass out. But even if you wake up, he'll still be pumping and working his ass off to produce the most fertile cum imaginable. That's not even the end, too! After he pumps you so full with his cum, his hips would pull back— You'd think that he'll finally pull out. But noooo. The moment his cum started leaking out from you, and stained the bed, he'll frown and push his cock back in to fill you up with his cum again. He's not doing a good job if he lets anymore of his seed drip out of you.

Oh, and I almost forgot— He's so considerable with his words while fucking you, that you'll cum from that alone, even without being stimulated already! He picks his words so perfectly while hitting your spot. And your mind will go ballistic from thinking that he's teasing you. Even though he technically is. The husky but also continuously high pitched voice he uses sounds so hot, it might even come out of a yaoi audio if you're strong enough to record and post it. Gosh if you could pick a person you'd want to be with because of their swooning words, Aamon would be your best pick for that. One; "Yes love, cum. Do it for me, and you'll get a step closer to receiving my cum.. my seed.. you can carry my heir after this all ends." and you're melting.

The aftercare is so fucking fairytale like, you think you're dreaming from the constant drowsiness you're feeling during the whole thing. Want a bath because you feel dirty? Boom, he'll even make it with your favorite type of baths. Want some comfort snacks to ease your churning insides? There you go! He'll even add in your favorite beverage if it's available. You're the one that will give him an heir, and what kind of cruel person he is to not treat you right? He's already stated that he loves you, so he'll act on it in every way possible!

Anyways. I hope you enjoyed reading this, as much as I went crazy while writing it! Take care of yourself! <3

[aftmostreaper]

Come Back

“You promise that you'll be back in my arms?” “With all of my heart”

I still remember your embrace, not knowing that it would be the last time I would feel your warmth. We both knew the risk of you going out to fight for your empire, but you still went through it.

But the feeling of heartbreak... The gut-wrenching feeling of your princess, knocking on the castle door in the dead of night, her head held down as we both stared at your broken helmet in her hands, this has to be a joke, I remember pleading to whatever deity I used to believe, but alas, her shaky voice confirmed.

-Aamon's POV-

I could still feel the anxiousness as the months and war went on. Your letters slowly become less and less, their tone slowly losing hope. 

 “Duke Paxley, Commander  L/n has passed, his body was nowhere to be found”

Still fresh in my mind.

I still recall, without a single thought screaming out how wrong she was, how both of you promised that you'll be back, and how stupid and incompetent she was to the point that she couldn’t even find your body. Everything hurt that night.

Everything still does, I miss you. There is not a single day that I do not think about you, there is not a night that I do not wish that you were with me, that you were in my arms and I was in yours.

We both knew the risks… But why did you have to lie?

‘’

The white-haired duke started at the painting in front of him, his blue eyes stained red and puffy against the pale moonlight, tracing the features of the man in the painting, a damaged helmet on his lap as bottles upon bottles of liquor scattered upon the tiled floor, His sobs filling out the otherwise silent mausoleum, 

“Come back to me…Please”

—---------------------------------------------------

The moonlight was soft on my corrupted flesh, it felt like the fleeting touches of something I longed for. It brought comfort and safety into my restless mind; beckoning my tired body to lay down and let rest consume me. But alas, I couldn't.

The forest was peaceful. But it was close to an entrance to the abyss, and I couldn't risk getting caught by Alice again, so, I ran towards the light in the distance, the soft blue glow from afar giving me hope for an escape. 

[sotanaka]

[o0-darkness-0o]

I will try to revive my Tumblr, maybe

[httpsrenz]

STAYING QUIET

FEATURING: DYRROTH, AAMON, HAYABUSA

WARNINGS: fingering (in dyrroth's scenario), fucking/implied sex (in aamon's scenario), cockwarming (in haya's scenario), the use of vulgar words, overall sexual content, afab! reader

A/N: i’m writing this whilr being sick and my hands r so shaky but i lovr you guys! pls wish me luck that i get well soon hdndksk

DYRROTH:

It’s hard to stay quiet inside the bushes when your teammate, DYRROTH just can’t help but let his hand slip inside your panties. His digits covered in your sticky slick, as he thrusted his fingers inside your pussy. Your walls greedily sucking in his digits as he rammed it into you, making a "pop" sound everytime his fingers go in.

His palm covering your mouth as he whispered into your ears with a sultry tone, “stay quiet for me. you don’t want the enemies hearing you now don’t you? or is that your goal afterall, my little pet?~”

AAMON:

AAMON isn’t scared to tease you in risky places, infact, the man finds himself get turned on by it. You buried your face onto his neck, in an attempt to muffle your moans and whimpers as he fucked you with his hard length. His hands gripped your hips tightly as he kissed your neck, his own hips ramming into your slit in a fast and rough pace. It was hard to stay quiet.

His lips released few grunts and groans as he fucked you dumb, his thumb on your clit as he drew circles around it, it didn't help your situation at all, only making you clench on his cock harder. The male spoke with a low tone, “Mmh~ h-how can you be so wet and tight at the same time..~” you don’t know either.

HAYABUSA:

Hard to stay quiet when the male hummed as he sat you down in his lap, in comparison to you, he was very calm and completely unbothered. Every now and then he would thrust slightly into your gummy walls, but he never fully continued it, he snickered at your high-pitched whines about him finally fucking you. “Don’t get so loud now darling, good girls get their reward earlier than bad ones. You’re my good girl aren't you? so shh and take my cock~..”

You could only nod helplessly, sniffing as he edged you further. HAYABUSA wasn't lying when he said that, you already experienced his cruel punishments when you touched yourself in an attempt to replicate his cock pleasing you. For now, you can only wait for him to stop meditating and finally fuck you.

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[chevrryz]

𝐈 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮

aamon paxley x fem!reader

“ do you know that i miss you everyday   ”  

“Aamon~!” a woman in a beautiful pastel yellow off-shoulder gown sprinted through the halls of Castle Aberleen. “Lady (Y/n), please slow down!” the woman’s personal maid struggled to keep up with her lady. “Aamon!” (Y/n) yelled excitedly when she saw a tall figure with unmistakable silver hair. Aamon halted his conversation with his secretary to turned his face to (Y/n) when he heard his name being called. (Y/n) stopped midway admiring her fiancé, even after years of being engaged she couldn’t get enough of her fiancé’s alluring demeanor. His usual silver hair shone even brightly with the sunlight shining on his hair through the windows of Castle Aberleen. Noticing how his fiancé had stopped midway he dismissed his secretary and made his way towards her. “Love, why have you halted your steps midway.” Aamon asked his lady who was still in a dazed.

“Oh, Aamon just admiring your beauty.” (Y/n) replied with the brightest smile. Aamon just hummed he was used to her blunt compliments through out the years they had spent their times together. “My love, why have you decide to visit the Castle Aberleen today?” Aamon absentmindedly asked as he played with the tips of (Y/n)’s hair. “I just miss you so I decided to pay you a visit.” (Y/n) replied with her usual bright smile. ”You miss me everyday.” Aamon smiled lovingly at her. He placed his unoccupied hand around (Y/n)’s waist and brought her body closer to his with his other hand on her hair he gently placed a kiss on her hair. His lips barely leaving her hair as he raised his eyes directly looking into hers as he whispered “Shall we leave to a place with more privacy to us, my lady?” (Y/n) blushed heavily at his sudden gestured and couldn’t only nod her head. 

A knock on the door interrupts (Y/n)’s reminisce of her memories with Aamon. The door slowly creaks open Gusion peeks his head through the gap of the door, his eyes seem to be searching for someone until it landed onto (Y/n)’s slumped figure with her head down on the former Head of House Paxley’s desk. Aamon’s cloak draped around her shoulders. Gusion eyes sadly gazes at the maiden, “(Y/n)...it’s starting.” Gusion informed the woman. (Y/n) sluggishly raises herself from her position. She was currently dressed in a formal black dress and her eyes were red from crying. “I see, let’s be on our way then.” (Y/n) mustered up the courage to attend the funeral. The funeral of her beloved. 

The high priest has personally came to deliver a speech at the funeral held at Castle Aberleen. Everyone was crestfallen to hear the news of Aamon Paxley who had fallen in battle against the Abyss. (Y/n) was the most devastated at the news of her fiancé’s death, they were gonna have a life together but now it was all but a dream to (Y/n).  As the high priest started his speech (Y/n) could hardly focus onto the words as she dazedly stare at the casket in front of her. 

The funeral had finally came to an end, the guests had left long ago. All that was left was just (Y/n) who laid right next to the casket which Aamon was laid to rest in. “My dear, do you know I miss you everyday? But today it feels like everything I do is just here to remind me, I am living without you.” (Y/n) whispers, her voice cracking a little with tears rolling down her cheeks. 

“I miss you. I love you.”

My mlbb debut fic and my coming back from hiatus break <3 I feel like the quality of my writing has deteriorated so please bear with me as i try to improve myself again also the fic is kinda short i swear i will write a longer one -love cherry

[kikiwooo]

🎄 | Christmas with them | 🎄

special thanks to @i-love-fredrinn-vance for giving me the idea♥️

Part 2 here.

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Fredrinn.

Every special event was fun with him, because he always has something to amuse you and never let the moment go boring for the two of you. Be it presents, seeing different places and eating all kinds of food, plus having him by your side as your personal furnace and wallet.

The weather wasn't that cold but Fredrinn insisted that you should take his huge ass warm jacket. The two of you nearly did everything, building snowman, making snow angels even play snowball.

"I got you I got you."

Fredrinn chuckled as he lifted you up by your armpits, through this act of kindness, his eyes glinted with mischief. Smirking slightly and thanks that you can't see the growing smirk on his face, his eyes went between you and that big snow pile in front of him, taking ever slow steps towards to it.

Before you can even realise what's he's going to do you, you were thrown into the snow pile, a deep snow pile that is. But, who would have thought it was that deep when everything was silent for some seconds after he had thrown you into it.

Fredrinn blinked twice before taking steps towards to the snow pile and bending slightly to look over it.

"oops.."

Natan.

Time seemed to be the main problem when you were with Natan. He was always, always busy everyday, every second. Due to him often being in the Future or Past, going back and through, of course he would miss the special events, even confuse the days, months and years.

Natan's lips curved into a small smile after seeing you put hot chocolate on the table, his eyes moving up to meets yours.

"Thank you darling."

His fingers slowly yet gently grabbing the cup and raising it over to his lips and taking a sip, his eyes wandered to window, seeing that it's snowing. He raised his brow in slight confusion, putting the cup down onto the table and turning his head to you only to see you looking out to window smiling.

"It's..snowing?"

It was your turn to raise your brow in confusion.

"Yes it is, it's Christmas remember?"

Natan took a step back in his mind, actually, taking two steps back. His mind, full of questions.

With a nervous smile and a sweat drop, he asked whispering.

"I- ...I thought we were in...march..?"

Aamon.

Never a special event was skipped in the Paxley Household, every one of it was celebrated with great care and attention. Aamon was never late to celebrate it with you, always being on the time, earl if possible, with so much presents with him. Today though, seemed to be different.

Normally, Paxley Household would hire a big place to celebrate the special events, therefore you stayed in the Paxley mansion to wait for Aamon. Despite your waiting for your beloved to return, he wouldn't come till it's midnight, I should congratulate you for your patience.

Aamon grunted slightly as he slowly cracked his neck, he was tired after running back and forth, Cici was hard to look after. Always getting on trouble and getting on the nerves of the guards. He walked through the cold and snowy streets, his breath came out as a steam, he shook his head and continued to walk.

In the Paxley Mansion, you had already moved to both of yours shared room. The clock nearly showing midnight, waiting for him really did tired you out, so moving to warm bed really did seemed like a nice option..

Aamon finally managed to reach, even if he's late he came to you, only to find you asleep in the huge bed. He chucked breathlessly, finally taking the present off behind him that he got from Cici's performance, something that he's sure you'd like.

He didn't had the heart to wake you up, instead, choosing to slide next to you in the bed. Slightly sighing pleasantly at how much you warmed the bed bu yourself, he slowly yet gently, sneaked his arm around you and pulled you into his chest.

"Do forgive me...I couldn't came to you on time.."

[pirozhosik]

They r my reason to live

[a-regular-ol-pill]

Can you make a Aamon x Y/N and Xavier x Y/N Too🤩

"Things are way more complicated than it seems."

Mobile Legends; Bang Bang

Pairing; Xavier, You | Aamon, You.

SFW

Requested? Yes.

Small note for requeste; (Not so) Fun fact! I was actually planning to make angst on both characters by having you and them fight againts each other, but then I realized how sick my thoughts were and kicked that idea out of the window. So, so sorry!

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Warning(s); Slight swearing, ect..?

Word Count; N/A

Second Person Perspective.

Pronouns used for reader; 'They', 'Them', etc...

Prompt;

"In the battlefield, you meet some very familiar faces.."

Aamon -

You could have never imagined the luck you'll have when you saw witnessed Aamon, willing to fight with you to continue the progress in the Land of Dawn. It had always been you, with strangers you'd never seen before. But finding him— Your good ol' 'pal' in the Land of Dawn? It brought a sense of comfort to you. That's why you decided to try and get a chance to visit his lane in every chance you could get.

Unfortunately for you— The items you'd pick to buy and build, didn't help much in terms of movement speed. So you barely had time to at least see his figure until a teammate of yours needed help. Or a three to four teamfight had started in the complete opposite direction to Aamon's. The whole match was complicated— You were always being picked on. And still then, no one came to help you protect your lane. Even though you walk your butt off to help them!

You truly hated the fact that you value nothing in terms of laning. Things ran incredibly slow for you when things weren't happening around, your team had dominated the whole map. But the enemy was tower hugging to the point where you can't even get close without getting sniped by magic, or bullets. Trying to convince your team was your only option, but they were farming like they didn't care that the enemy had now fully built their items.

Your temper was growing, so you teleported back to base and laid there during the uneventful times. Tears were threatening to fall out of your vision because of your ever growing hunger, and fortunately for you. The same boy you tried talking to, noticed your absence, and came back— He was surprised to find you hunched over in the corner, hugging your stomach from hunger. And with that, he felt hungry as well.

He came up behind you, and pressed a soft pouch againts your shoulder. Taking you by surprise, and making you jump up. Casting a ramdom skill and flashing a beam of light infront of you. That was pathetic.. But Aamon thought otherwise. Finding your surprised action adorable, and smiling softly after re-thinking about it again. "Hungry?" He offered, insisting you take the pouch. So you did, feeling the contents inside and opening it up. Your eyes lit up at the sight of your favorite snacks.

Despite the hunger, you turned to him and turned red at how he was looking at you. Only then did Aamon remember you. "How did you..? I mean, how did you get these? I never had them when-." You stumbled on your words, not knowing how to speak, now that you're face to face with him. Aamon couldn't help but raise the pouch of snacks up close to you. Oh gosh, you hoped he hadn't thought of your rambling as annoying.

"Don't worry about where I got it. If you're hungry, you need to eat." He told you, not letting go of your hands, until you took a small piece of the snack and placed it into your mouth. Your tastebuds were left satisfied, and wanting at the taste of your favorite food. So you stuffed your face with the whole thing— Aamon watching and remembering the times he'd spent with you. Outside the Land of Dawn. Then, he faintly remembered touching your face and taking into account on how soft your skin was.

And so— After you finished eating your snack, he surprised you by reaching his hands up to hold your face. Your heart became like a running hyena from how fast it was beating, from a simple touch, too! "How come we never saw each other during the whole game?" He asked you, hearing a request for back up, but ignoring it because your teammates deserved it. You shrugged your shoulders in reply, the lack of words washing a sense of dread, and panic over Aamon.

They really were ignorant, and taking you for granted. So, he offered to do something that'll surely make the two of you spend more time together to.. catch up. "If that's the case.. then we should leave them to grieve in their mistakes. Show them how much everything matters in team matches like this.." Words had always been your weakness. And him offering those things made you agree without thinking of the potential consequence of your next match. "That'll teach them.." You smiled, Aamon's heart flipped at your look. But he quickly got out of his flustered state and took your hand.

One match isn't worth something if you have someone to be with in the next.. doesn't it?

Xavier -

You, and Xavier had been on and off about fighting againts who's the strongest between you two. You both explored maps to find competition within each other, since it's nearly impossible to fight againts him if you seperate. That's why both of you banter, and fight againts each other in the same team. All the time. You even fought againts each other infront of an enemy because he took the gold from the bonus minions!

In short, you and him never resolved your relationship issue, and every teammate you fought together with, backed out, because they didn't want to be caught up in the whole mess. It was quite literally, hell for everyone to be matched up with you and him. But in this round, Xavier will finally resolve the issue. For everyone's sake and peace of mind. The only problem for him, was that you went to a different lane than him. Opposite of his— to be precise.

He was frustrated at how childish your action was. The whole match consisted of a somewhat replication of peace, since both of you focused on the game. Instead of screaming at each other like the usual. The only time you bumped into each other was in teamfights. But even then, Xavier couldn't chase you down— An enemy or minion would always target his lane. And it was a hectic travelling day for him. Without you to distract him, he wasted a lot of his energy, and had to recall back to base a lot.

Maybe you guys were meant to fight— zyou and him were like somd useless, mana wasting dummies when you went without screaming at each other to fuel the adrenaline in your blood. And boy, did you get cocky from that realization. Your choice of items really made it seem like you didn't need him, and seeing him get so worked up— even use his skills to stop you in your tracks..

You won. Well, maybe. "Stop giving me that look, you know you can't fight with me in terms of magic power!" He exclaims, forcing you againts the wall and towering over you— A feeble attempt of intimidating you because he'd already used up half his energy from the skills he casted to stop you. That fact made you laugh in his face. "Aww~, is the talented Arbiter of Light useless without me? Do you need me to baby you so you could be strong?" You mocked, motioning a cradling action before he punched the wall next to your face.

His hair was rough— Jaws clenched, and his eyes rapidly looking you up and down. "Shut it! You know fully well how capable I am, and you just make me lose focus!" A lie. That was a lie that he, oh so bravely told you. But instead of making you feel concerned, you started laughing again. "Why are you lying?? You need me to be able to do the combos you do all the time! Admit it, we wouldn't be in this mess if you'd just agree that I am the stronger person here!"

There was a moment of silence, before he took your chin and pressed your nose againts his. Your lips barely touching while a few enemy minions were headed in your tower. After Xavier checked our your stuff, everything clicked. "No, you're not." A kiss. "You're weak, and useless without me, or your precious items. We're both weak." And then another. It would have been the perfect moment, if one of the minions didn't start randomly attacking the both of you.

Even one of your teammates that heard the commotion started scolding the both of you for making the whole team worry that the enemy had killed you two simultaneously! They didn't bring up the fact that they caught you kissing, but it was probably for the best.. not talking about getting caught or witnessing it at all. Both of you went about your match, reviving the screaming sessions and working together— Despite the loud groans of your teammates to shut up. You both carried and won the game.

But, rest assured. Everything was solved of problems and headaches in the end.

I hope you enjoyed reading this, as much as I enjoyed writing it! Take care of yourself! <3

[3xen]

tending to them after a mission; aamon & hayabusa

n. wrote this out of sheer boredom, it was not an idea to dismiss.

c. formality, bandages/bandaging, sickness, use of ‘love’ multiple times

hayabusa

nightfall had quickly made its first appearance as you forge ahead towards hayabusa’s estate. you ensure you’ve brought your basket of supplies in your grasp by looking down at your hands, you could not afford forgetting any medical tool or ointment.

during his departure, hayabusa left in a haste. he spared no details about his mission. you didn’t press on the subject knowing it was disrespectful to distract any ninja on a journey, nonetheless a man of house. you decided it would be best to ignore the aching questions you had and wait for his arrival back at the scarlet shadow. 

the sight of tall hedges enter your line of sight, informing you that you were reaching closer. your nerves already jittering throughout your body, it was like meeting him for the first time again. 

you had yet to inform hayabusa about your visit, you hoped he’d at least be a little delighted to see you. hayabusa wasn’t a reckless fighter and he did not let his emotions deceive him while in combat, but he could get out of line sometimes. 

it was rare to ever be tending to his injuries. usually he’d come home unharmed and well but apparently he’d gone all out during this mission. he could be bloodied and beaten up now, or worse.

you drown those thoughts in thrill as you reach the entrance of the estate, being cautious as you step in. you know exactly where his room is, down the hall pass a few more rooms, marked with a protective tailsman. 

but instead of going straight to his room, you head toward the main room and pay respects to the shrine. it was a form of respect that honored the heart of the home. you knew hayabusa would do the same for you and your family. 

after paying your respects, you finally make your way towards his room, bowing to a few servants that pass by. your heart keeps panging in your chest, his room is right there! 

before even attempting to knock, you brush out your hair, straighten your yukata on the skirt and sleeves. you apply a little more gloss to your lips and fix your posture. 

“haya? it’s me, are you-“ 

“_____? come in.” you slide the door open, proceeding to take a few light steps into his room. your head hanging low, you slip your feet out of your sandals and carefully place them next to his. 

you slowly start to raise your head, stealing a glance at his form. until his eyes finally meet yours. you shift under his gaze, instantly rushing to his side apace. examining his state further, one can tell he’s obviously uncomfortable. 

“haya, are you alright? you wouldn’t mind tea would you?” his posture seems to soften as you suggest tea. he shakes his head, allowing you to grab the handle of the tea kettle sitting on the table in his room. 

you grab a few tea packets, dropping them in the liquid of the tea kettle. you hoped hayabusa didn’t mind the company, or would he rather be alone now? tea, and that was it? you're too preoccupied perfecting the tea, you don’t notice as he heavily tenses behind you. 

he clears his throat and you whip your gaze to him. did you do something wrong? you purse your lips, nerves on edge. 

“my shoulder.. it’s my shoulder.” he plainly admits, avoiding any contact between your eyes. you keep quiet, instead, sliding over to his side. he shifts mostly on his right side, indicating exactly where his injury was. your hands drag along his elbow, up to his shoulder to the hem of his yukata, eventually pulling it down with caution. 

he lets out a quiet groan, as your hands smoothly pull down the right side of his yukata. you decided you would ignore his cries of discomfort and instead focus on bandaging him up properly. 

the bandages, of course, looked horrid. it was wrapped poorly, starting from his left pec down to his abdomen. it hadn’t been rewrapped for days.

you began the unwrapping process. already, the bruises started to form of a blueish-purple hue. you're sure to be careful during the process, his body was tight enough. if he’s moving around too much, it is certain to become worse. 

“did that man deserve your time?” 

“he threatened you.” 

it was something new to hear, a small medical ninja like you? being the talk of the lands? oh no.

“kept spitting insults at you. i would never allow someone like him to make such comments about my wife.” you sigh, hayabusa was on a roll tonight. you’d like to shut him up with a smart remark, but his injuries needed care for. 

“said the times of medical ninjas were over, do you not feel enraged as you hear those words?” you scoop a bit of ointment onto your fingers from the metal tiny tin, applying loads of ointment on his chest where dark hues were becoming more visible. 

“infact, no.” you reply, still engrossed more into his injuries. you continue applying ointment to his splendid build and he doesn’t seem to mind at all. 

“are you sure he insulted me? or you?” 

“he got through your head, love. i thought you said no emotions on the battlefield.” you tighten the lid around the metal tin, placing it aside and moving to the next procedure. he frowns in his stance, shaking his head in disapproval. 

“i suppose you are right love.. just the thought of seeing that atrocious man once more irks me.” you unravel the newly roll of bandages and position yourself sitting in front of him.

smiling, “falling in love.. is something foolish. we do terrible things for the people we love.”

aamon

you had informed all nurses to head back to their stations, this day specifically. the maids gossiped, and gossiped. so you could only assume word spread around here quick. aamon the duke of house paxley was being bedridden because of his latest mission. arriving back from yours aswell, your natural drive led you to head straight towards his quarters.

“oh aamon! are you in here by any chance?” he hears your voice chime through the wide walls and tall ceiling. he couldn’t be more overjoyed to see you. you had gone on a mission for what felt like ages. he was cooped up in his room without any company, even gusion refused to keep him company for a while!

“oh, my pretty girl.”

“you don’t look too handsome yourself.” at this point, his eye bags were heavier than you had ever seen them. he, overall, looked exhausted. you were extremely worried about him, it was a great thing you’d ever even think about cutting your mission short.

“how are you feeling?”

“fine, im taking it easy on my body.” you sit on the side of his bed, thinking of ways to get him feeling just a little better.

you abruptly stood up, marching toward the bathroom then out the double doors to his room. aamon was quite unsure of your actions, simply watching with curious eyes.

you come back shortly with a rag in hand and a bowl of soup. he looks unimpressed, but still complies as you order him to sit up

“valentina mentioned something about being prone to sickness in the paxley family.”

“what?”

“eat.” you bring a spoonful of chicken soup to his lips. he refuses the spoon and pushes it away from his lips.

“im okay _____, really. why don’t you get some rest?” aamon dodges your request by all means. he would like to not have worried you. he was informed you indeed made it back safely. but him being bedridden and all was no way of a ruler of his country. nor was it anything to bother you with. aamon knew you were tired yourself. he was not worth discarding sleep.

“what nonsense are you on about?” you were determined to nurse him back to health, whether he made a fuss about it or not.

“did you miss me?”

“perhaps.” forcing the spoon in his mouth, he hesitantly accepts it. you smile at his cooperation. your hands go for the wet rag and set it gently atop his forehead.

“now, please rest. our stories will have to wait for later, love.” aamon’s body relaxes at your words.

“im fine love. can you just accompany me for today?” he whines, tugging on the hem of your shirt.

“your hands are cold.” you mutter with a smile on your face. slipping under the covers with his hands wrapped around your waist.

it sealed your fate whenever you climbed into bed with him, who knew how long you were going to be here. you wished you could have prepared better if you knew of this.

“you won’t keep me for too long will you?” aamon nuzzled into your chest, ignoring all your remarks. he was comforted by your words. even if you were teasing.

“you were gone far too long. i sat in this empty room for days.”

“im sorry, i was lonely myself,”

“you were my only concern.”

© 3xen

[roxxiies]

not a req! but thoughts on how soft aamon and dyrroth treat their support lover?

also can I be -🩷anon? I love your works🩷! The mlbb blogs here are so little!

AAMON & DYRROTH; how they treat their support!lover!

fluff, gn!reader, separate. a/n: omg hi 🩷 anon!!! welcome!! I resorted to a gender neutral reader since you didn't mention it, I also got carried away by BWHAHAH QUICK DRABBLE!! tnx for the ask!

AAMON

yes, I think man is in love with you, yes, really.

Aamon absolutely cherishes you. The team has to need a pair of glasses with a high grade to be able to see it, because boy, this man is nonchalant.

Either way, with his calm demeanour, he won't hesitate to shower you with praises after your hard work which never fails you to turn into a blushing mess.

Which causes you to be distracted sometimes.

Like that one time you got caught too deep in the fight. That time he panicked, abandoned what he was doing, rushed quickly to your aid, and then whisked you away while hidden under his cloak.

Then the two of you stop to rest at the corner. Once he feels the two of you are safe, he'd hug you tightly after that, muttering how he could've lost you:( You had to convince him hard through it that time.

Out the battlefield, he'd lazily tend to his duties while you were by his side, helping him. He'd tell you to stop helping him because you need rest too. But you insisted, and in no way can he deny you. He just sighs, kisses your forehead, and says thank you. aghh

Aamon can be soft, but only you (and his brother😭) can bring it out of him.

DYRROTH

No matter how soft you say it, Dyrroth remains either possessive or constantly worried.

It's just that Dyrroth loves having you as his support and staying by his side, but he'd be so worried you'd be hurt… and by him.

Yk, man could go crazy with his damage in the early game.

However, he can't deny how much he still loves it when you get near him to help him out. When that time you both hide in the bush and then sit on the ground, his arms will then wrap around your waist while you rake your fingers through his hair and heal him.

Sometimes, when he's so stressed over his duties, he craves your touch. But he's afraid he'd hurt you so he just leaves it be and you can't help but notice it right away. You walked up to his desk with a glass of water and caressed his face. He hesitantly leaned towards your warm touch, then proceeded to exhale a tired sigh as he kisses your hand.

Dyrroth loves you for being there for him and staying. It warms his heart. He loves you. He loves you. Oh, look, now his mind is all about you again.

roxxiies © likes and reblogs are appreciated ♡

[ilychld]

UHMMM can i just say?? aamon is smart smart but he's literally the dumbest little softie for his partner ☝️ like, he goes 'huh??' everytime his partner subtly drops hints about something and it's so endearing bc only you got to see his little side.

i love aamon so much!

[luridlemon]

Naamon au that I will not elaborate on yet