That's Just Something Completely Random I Sketched To Put My Inspiration Somewhere Hehe.

That's just something completely random I sketched to put my inspiration somewhere hehe.

Random because, idk, at first the idea was to make them just go nuts in a fight, but Sivs ended up yelling at Hischer instead... What did he do?...

CONGRATS ON 130!!!🎉🎉AND hello new friend:D how are you doing today??

Thank you very much!! I'm good, I hope same to you!!

XD guys don't bully Krayyyyy

LMAOO THE FACT THAT KRAY ONLY LIKED 2 OF MY DANTE POST I KNEW SHE WAS LURKING THROUGH THE DANTE TAG

I wanted to do more stuff on that but I have no more energy *wah*

Anyway, enjoy the edit of my fanart under the music of Eisbrecher's Fanatica :3

Yes, this song gives me strong Hischer vibes for some reason ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Warning: flashy images

Hi Kat! For your follower event could I maybe request a fic about Marx taking care of a sick fem!reader, please?💕

FINALLY FINISHED!! I'M SO HAPPY FOR MY FIRST REQUEST HERE! HAVE IT, WITH WOVE, FRIEN🥺❤️

"It all feels better now."

Marx Francois x fem!reader.

That morning you woke up still dazed by that bad flu you had caught. You squint your eyes open and see the light of the sun showering your face. That makes you frown and try to shift on your bed. Ah, damn...

You hum disappointed to the thought of losing another day at your job in the Wizard King's offices. You were from the start very excited to acquire it, and it was your first week in it. At least he stood generously and gave you headquarters in the Royal Capital. It is a great and comfortable little corner for you, way better than your old place in the Common Realm.

You also think of the amazing people you have met there since the first days of work. They are all so kind and fun to be around. But have a special soft spot for the Wizard King's aide, Marx Francois. He looks very cute and his character makes everyone feel welcome - most of the times, as you think of him stressed when WK Julius and his chaotic Magic Knight Captains start troubles. You can't blame him on that, that's for sure.

All these thoughts brought a chuckle on your lips. But they were soon interrupted by a talk outside your chamber that caught your attention. "Marx, you should totally go and see her! She's been feeling awful for at least two days now, I think she needs your support!"

"Ah, King Julius, it's not that I don't want to go, but it's probably a bit of a stretch to personally visit her... I might bother her... And, besides... What the hell will she think of me..."

"Ah, come on, Marx! I have gotten the hint since day one! You like her, am I right?"

"... Well...."

"Hey... Just go see her, will you? She also has gotten quite close to you... I'm sure she'll appreciate your visit."

"If you insist..."

"I'm sure she'll welcome you, Marx! Don't hesitate!"

"I think... I should give it a try...."

You carefully tried to listen, since the talk seemed to be about you, and you felt butterflies in your stomach with what you heard. So, Marx indeed liked you. You had noticed since the first three days that a spark was there between you two.

But still, it was too early to be sure about everything, and you hadn't gotten to know him that much... Nevertheless, all you had felt about him is that he is indeed a kind soul. It was always visible in his eyes, and of course, his smile that you have gotten to see quite a few times...

Your heart clenches to the anticipation of your door getting knocked by him, and you manage to sit up on your bed, to get ready to open it. You also wrap a scarf around your mouth and nose, because you'd never want him to catch that awful cold as well.

Then, you hear it, that door knock. You gulp and try to stand, even though you feel the fever warning you.

You act like you have no idea who is it, and ask. "Hello?"

"Eh, hi, (Y/N), it's m- me, Marx... You know... I just wanted to check if you're alright... Can I, like, enter?"

"Yeah, of course... Just, be careful, don't go too close to me..." You managed to say with a sore throat, and opened the door.

Behind the door you see a shy but smiling Marx, his hands are behind his back in an embarrassed way. His light blue hair are shining with the light of the morning sun that comes from your window. His brown eyes are also in contact with the sunlight, and it makes them have a beautiful amber shine.

His smile that makes you feel carefree ceases soon though, when he sees you suddenly feeling weak on your feet.

"Ooh..." You grab your warm head, as you feel dazed by the fever.

"Oh, god, (Y/N), are you alright?!" His voice sounds very worried, and the next moment, you find yourself caught by two rather strong arms, you didn't really expect to be that strong...

Your head feels to light to think about that, but you sure don't blush only because of fever.

"Please, let me carry you to your bed..." He proposes, and before you can say that you're alright and that you can walk by yourself, you feel your feet elevated from the ground.

You subconsciously wrap an arm around his neck and cling to him while trembling, as he carries you, and places you gently on your bed. He offers you some water. "You should really stay hydrated when cold, (Y/N)." He calmly advices.

You take the glass and drink from it, obviously feeling better with the pleasantly cold water.

"Here, let me check on your temperature, you really seem worriedly warm..." He told you with obvious worry shaped in his elegant frown.

"Ah, it's really alright, I can do it on my own, you see, it's better not to catch my illness as well..." You obviously sound timid, and quiet.

The next second, you feel a gentle palm on top of your head, and wince. "Don't even say that... I always feel the need to take care of a good... Friend..." You're sure you could hear a small sigh between good and friend, even though your hearing was a bit impaired by the flu.

That made you be a bit braver than usually. "I perhaps.... Overheard a talk... Before..."

"O- oh.... Yeah... I guess...." You turn your head and see him covering his mouth. "I'm sorry, I probably have to do some of the WK's papers, I'm sure he neglected them again."

Marx stood up to leave, possibly in a hurry, but you grab his hand on impulse. "Wait!" You cough. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to... You can stay... I think I also have some feelings for you..." Your heart almost broke from racing at that moment. You are not sure, but you saw beads of tears on the corners of his sharp eyes.

He turns to you and grabs your shoulders. He's smiling but his lips are twitching. "I'll bring... A thermometer!" His voice cracks and walks to the door. "Some painkillers as well, stay here... Oh, wait, you can't go anywhere, silly me... Be right back!"

With that, he leaves with a hurry, and you can hear his shoes hitting the floor as he runs, to Owen's possibly. You sigh and put a hand on your chest, feeling way better and relieved. You anticipate the next moments, where he'll be again next to you and spend time together... Perhaps also sharing the news and having some tea... It all feels better now...

~fin~

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