Running Low On Seratonin

running low on seratonin

I reallly want to read some hiryuu x reader stories but noooo..

not a single soul has written any fanfiction on this handsome man.

I mean.....DUDES!?!?!?

he is so gorgeous and not one SINGLE FANFICTION???

seeing as i am the only person round here who wants hiryuu fluff,

i have decided to write some of my own...

i still want to see hiryuu x reader fluff around tumblr.If i am wrong and some graceful being HAS indeed written hiryuu based fanfiction,

please tag me with the link or comment

Just a few thoughts~

Sooooooo

I have a feeling that My Dear Floyd would be amazing at foot massages.

JUST A THOUGHT tho!

✔︎ 𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛: ᴋᴀᴇʏᴀ, ᴊᴇᴀɴ, ᴅɪʟᴜᴄ, xɪᴀᴏ, ᴢʜᴏɴɢʟɪ, ʙᴇɪᴅᴏᴜ, ᴛᴏʜᴍᴀ, ᴇɪ, ᴀʟʙᴇᴅᴏ, ᴄʜɪʟᴅᴇ, ʏᴀɴғᴇɪ, ᴋᴀᴢᴜʜᴀ, ɢᴏʀᴏᴜ, ᴋᴏᴋᴏᴍɪ, ʟɪsᴀ, ᴠᴇɴᴛɪ, ɴɪɴɢɢᴜᴀɴɢ, ᴄʜᴏɴɢʏᴜɴ, ᴀʏᴀᴋᴀ, ᴀɴᴅ sᴀʀᴀ <ɢᴇɴsʜɪɴ ɪᴍᴘᴀᴄᴛ>

✔︎ 𝚃𝚢𝚙𝚎: x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ sᴄᴇɴᴀʀɪᴏs

✔︎ 𝚂𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚢: ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀʀɪᴠᴇ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ʜᴏᴍᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜᴏʀʀɪʙʟᴇ ɪɴᴊᴜʀɪᴇs, ʙᴜᴛ ᴡᴇʀᴇɴ’ᴛ ᴇxᴘᴇᴄᴛɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴀᴡᴀᴋᴇ ᴛʜɪs ʟᴀᴛᴇ

✔︎ 𝙴𝚡𝚝𝚛𝚊 𝙽𝚘𝚝𝚎: ɪ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴛʜsᴇ sᴄᴇɴᴀʀɪᴏs ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ <3

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❥ “ᴡʜᴏ ᴅɪᴅ ᴛʜɪs ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜ?“

Kaeya - “My love I was so worried I.. who- who did this to you? what happened?”

Jean - “Y/N there you are! What- who’s responsible for these injuries? Let me grab my first aid kit first..”

Diluc - “Who injured like this darling? I must know immediately.”

Xiao - “Y/N.. who gave you those injuries? Why didn’t you call for me?”

Zhongli - “My dear you’ve arrived- who is the cause of your current state?”

Beidou - “Y/N you’re back! Kazuha mentioned.. wait, who- who gave these to you?”

Tohma - “Ah there you are! ..Y/N who did this to you..? Tell me please..”

Ei - “What have I said about.. who laid such injuries upon you? who hurt you my love?”

❥ *ɪᴍᴍᴇᴅɪᴀᴛᴇʟʏ ғɪxᴇs ʏᴏᴜ ᴜᴘ*

Albedo - “Darling come here please.. let me fix your wounds or they might become infected..”

Childe - “What- okay first off come with me.. let’s get you fixed up. Then you can explain what happened.”

Yanfei - “My love! I- oh no.. okay come on let’s get you patched up.”

Kazuha - “This isn’t good.. not good at all.. come along, I’m sure Beidou has medical supplies aboard.”

Gorou - “Y/N! You made it back! Oh.. you don’t look so good.. let’s get you to the medical tent baby..”

Kokomi - “How did the mission.. Y/N why haven’t you paid a visit to our medic? Come.. let’s go at once please..”

❥ “ɪ’ᴍ sᴏ sᴏʀʀʏ.. ɪ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅɴ’ᴛ ᴘʀᴏᴛᴇᴄᴛ ʏᴏᴜ..“

Lisa - “I’m so sorry cutie.. I wish I went with you this time around.”

Venti - “I feel as though I should have been there with you.. I’m sorry I couldn’t help you when you needed it..”

Ningguang - “Please stay with me in The Jade Chamber.. so I can prevent this and help protect you.”

Chongyun - “Maybe I could have done something if I was with you.. I’m sorry I wasn’t..”

Ayaka - “I want to be of help to you.. I want to protect you from dangers.. and I’m so sorry I didn’t this time around.”

Sara - “Next time I’ll accompany you on these types of things. That way you don’t get hurt again.. with me to protect you it’ll be okay.”

ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ: HEY HI IDK WHERE YALL ARE COMING FROM BUT ILY /P. ᴀʜ ᴀɴʏᴡᴀʏs ᴍʏ ʀᴇǫᴜᴇsᴛs ᴀʀᴇ ᴄᴜʀʀᴇɴᴛʟʏ ᴏᴘᴇɴ (ʟɪɴᴋ ɪɴ ʀᴜʟᴇs ᴘᴏsᴛ) ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴜᴛᴜᴀʟs ᴀɴʏᴏɴᴇ?? ɪ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ɢᴇᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ!

beaute!

Lucifer + working himself sick? Like he has a lot more stuff to do than normal and has been feeling progressively worse in the meantime yet he doesn't tell anyone and no one notices until he passes out somewhere

Yes, yes, yes! An amazing prompt, Anon! 

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TW: Mild Blood Mention

The dinner party all take stares at the empty chair. They all hardly speak about it, but it’s clear they’re all thinking the same thing. Lucifer’s gone again.

And, of course, it’s fair to note that there are plenty of times that they’re not all together at the table. Seven- well, eight with your presence- busy lives often means one or two empty spots at the table. It’s not a rare occurrence. But it was the context. The knowledge that this was the third dinner in a row where the eldest was a no-show. Tonight had been his night to cook…but everyone figured he’d be gone, and so surprisingly enough, Satan worked to cover making food for everyone.

It bothered you, and to a degree, you noticed it bothered the brothers, but they all had the same thing to say. “This happens every once and a while. Just ignore it. He’ll be back.” Then like they said, he was back, a few days later. Every spot at dinner was full, and everything seemed fine. The demon of Pride had worked very well to hide how hard he had run his body ragged.

“It’s been made aware to me that I missed my kitchen duty this week. So, then let me do the dishes tonight,” he announced as soon as plates were clean and spirits were full. No one was opposed to that idea. It was encouraged, really, and demonic eyes glinted with mild glee at seeing the eldest just a bit humbled.

But all those emotions turned to panic when, after Lucifer had taken all the dishes, there was a loud echo of shattered glass coming from the kitchen. Everyone ran, only to find Lucifer’s body on the ground, surrounded by broken plates, some shards dotted in blood. You wanted to run, to scream in panic, but Beel quickly picked you up and pulled you back to keep you from being trampled by his brothers who had the same desire as you did. 

That’s why you were all here, each of you, sitting in his room, watching Lucifer’s chest rise and fall painfully. 

“We should’ve checked on him...” Asmo whispered. 

“Do you think that would’ve changed anything?” Satan scowled. “He would’ve told you he was fine anyway...stubborn bas-” 

“Hey.” Beel made sure to interrupt Satan before he finished. Satan lowered his head. 

Levi decided to try to break the tension, looking up between his phone game he was trying to distract himself with. “H-how’s the cut look?” 

Mammon, pacing beside Lucifer’s bed, leaned over his brother to check. “Healin’...” 

“I’m surprised he hasn’t woken up yet...” Belphie yawned. “He’s usually such a light sleeper.” 

“We should let him sleep...” Someone spoke up. A chorus of emotionless agreements answered. Slowly, each of the sins stood, working towards the exit, but you couldn’t find it in yourself to move. 

Your name was called. “Are you coming?” Belphie asked, the last one out the door. 

Thinking it over, you eventually shook your head. “I...I’m going to stay. Just in case.” 

The demon of sloth looked at you...then at his brother, and then nodded. “I think that’s a good idea. Tell us if you need anything.” The door was shut. 

A few minutes later, you stood up, coming near the side of the mattress. You’d hardly ever seen Lucifer like this...Lips slightly parted to push out wheezing breaths. Cheeks painted red with fever. His brows were slightly raised, as if he was shocked at his own state of being. And of course, the bandage covering his jawline from when he cut himself on broken glass... 

“Why...” You frowned, almost feeling the back of your throat burn, like you were about to cry. “Why wouldn’t you tell us you were feeling so sick? We could’ve helped you...I could’ve helped you...” You took a deep breath, trying to chase away the tears that threatened to form. “You’re stupid,” you scolded. “For always looking out for us so much, but not doing anything for yourself.” You were so busy ranting, you missed the detail of his mouth closing, his face relaxing. “I can’t believe you had to pass out to even get yourself to rest...You’re an idiot...An absolute moron...” 

“...not exactly...an encouraging...message...to wake up to...” 

You blinked, looking down to see that Lucifer had slowly cracked an eye open. “You’re awake...” 

“Hard not to...when...I’m being yelled at...” It sounded like he was finding it hard to speak, every set of words spoken slowly, quietly. He closed his eyes all the way again. He could hardly move, apparently. 

“You would’ve scolded me just the same if I were in your shoes...” But you were so glad to see some sort of progression with him. You touched his forehead, causing him to hum a bit. 

“Fair...” 

Now you almost felt guilty...but you stuck to what you said. “Next time...will you please tell me what you’re really feeling? So...I don’t have to worry about seeing you like that ever again...” 

“I...blacked out?” He asked, his brows furling. “Right...” 

“You had us so worried...” 

He smirked a little at that. “Us?” 

You scoffed a bit. “Of course all of us. Don’t take this time to be cheeky. You were totally unresponsive, and bleeding. Had all of us scared half to death. All because your ego wouldn’t let you take a break!” 

He went a bit silent, and for a moment you had to wonder if he went back to sleep. Then he just muttered, “I’m sorry.” 

“You should be...” You looked down at your feet, and then bravely cupped Lucifer’s face with both hands, touching your forehead to his. “I don’t want to lose you...So if you won’t take care of yourself...I will. So promise me...promise me you wont overwork yourself this hard again...please...” 

He struggled, but gathered enough energy to open his eyes, staring softly at you. “I...promise...” 

Smiling, you wrapped your arms around his neck. “Thank you...now go back to sleep...I’ll be here when you wake up...” 

beautiful!! drossel and ciel

assert dominance!!

things are going to be difficult. But you