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anintrovertedechoe

1 year ago

QUESTION QUESTION QUESTION

what nicknames / terms of endearment do you think the brothers would call MC ?

to all the people who sent in prompt requests im so sorry it’s the illness i swear-

BUT ANYWAYS

Pet Names the Brothers Call MC

Lucifer

heart’s dearest

okay so i read this in a fic once and it’s a guilty pleasure of mine now i absolutely adore this pet name and fully believe Luce would call you this it’s canon guys there’s no room for objection

flower

you bloom in his presence and he will nourish your growth with everything he has to make sure you never wither away

darling

this one i think would be for either softer moments OR when he’s fed up with you and he’s like ‘darling, please get Cerberus off of you, he’s over 400 pounds it’s not safe for you to let him sit on you like that’ and ur jus like ‘hehe ouppy’

honorable mentions: dear/dearest, precious, dove, angel (teehee)

Mammon

treasure

cmon guys we all know that he would call you this it’s basically canon I AM IN LOVE WITH THIS MAN RAHHH 🗣️🗣️‼️ he’s so sweet my baby mwah mwah. I can’t see him calling you jewel or ruby or anything like that it’s too formal for him. maybe diamond ??

birdie

yk how crows are his familiars? yeah. plus whenever he looks at you he feels his heart soar and he thinks not even the sky is the limit when it comes to the two of you. you just make him so happy bro :(

sweetheart

once again i think this could be used for softer or sadder moments BUT also when he’s like being silly or cheeky w you hes so babygirl coded he so meow

honorable mentions: darlin’, babe/baby, angel (he would also call you this but it’s less intense and more casual), human

cmon u thought I would forget? ur always gna be his human :)

Leviathan

let’s be so fr he would be so HESITANT to call you anything he’s so cringefail (affectionate) but let’s see hmm

player two

he wouldn’t be like ‘my player two :)’ but he would call you that affectionately while talking to you he’s a gamer he can’t help it !! ur always by his side, the best teammate he cld ask for :(

star

he calls you star whenever he’s like super excited like if you defeat a really hard level for him or together WITH him it’s really cute but he gets all embarrassed afterwards dbsjskjebe

sunshine

okay so ik what y’all are thinking, no way mans has the guts to call you this BUT HEAR ME OUT. he’s feeling vulnerable and sad and youre like the sun for him! he (lizard style) feels like he can bask in your warmth and you brighten his days. you’re comforting him while he’s resting his head on your shoulder and after a while he feels better, offering a shy smile and a, “thanks, sunshine.”

honorable mentions: henry, mana (u recharge him !!), oyster (he tried calling you pearl once but blurted out oyster instead. he doesn’t call you this but you refuse to let it go and he hates it #loserboy(affectionate))

Satan

kitten IM KIDDING IM KIDDING

my heart

cmon have you never heard his song ‘read my heart’ ??? you taught him how to love; you have such a tight grip on his heart that it might as well be yours by now

beautiful / gorgeous

this man is so smooth sometimes WITHOUT EVEN TRYING he genuinely finds you breathtaking he’s not even trying to be slick this is a genuine nickname for you,,,making kissy faces at him rn.

love / lovely / my love

he loves you send tweet. but he’s honestly so sweet and genuine about it. he has this precious small little smile on whenever he calls you it in public and he looks so boyish and sweet how can you not fall for him??? he left you with no choice

honorable mentions: my light, my fire, ladybird (regardless of gender)

Asmodeus

precious

you’re genuinely precious to him. this man adores you with every fiber of his being. you jus mean ??? everything to him???

cutie / cutiepie

ur just so adorable to him like LOOK AT THIS LITTLE HUMAN ??? adorable. when he’s feeling especially overwhelmed by you he pulls out the cutiepie and pinches your cheeks and sometimes it kinda hurts :(( dw tho he’ll treat you to an exclusive all inclusive asmo night just for the two of you if you let him know, so…no complaints here!

jewel

he may have been the jewel of the heavens but you’re by far the most precious jewel he has come across. he treats you like you’re priceless—only makes sense that the name fits the action.

honorable mentions: darling, sweetheart/sweetie, honey, lovely

Beelzebub

sweets

okay so he loves food but he doesn’t wanna call you something that’s OBVIOUSLY food related because he loves you in a different way he loves food yk??? and he wants you to know he sees you as more than that. so he calls you sweets because just thinking about you makes him feel like sugar’s melting softly on his tongue

flame

spoilers! yk the life candle incident thing? yeah. you basically are his life force with what you did. he’ll never forget that. you are his driving force, his life, his flame <3

bear

IT SOUNDS SO WEIRD AT FIRST but just listen okay 😭 it started off as teddy bear when he first started to try and come up with pet names for you but he didn’t like how that made you sound because yeah you may be human but you are the strongest being he has ever had the honor of meeting ?? you make him feel so capable and strong but the fact that you also have his back makes him feel…strange (he has butterflies guys)

honorable mentions: buzz (bees make honey plus based off a hc of what MC calls the boys), baby, fire

(i had such a hard time with him guys 😭)

Belphegor

bug / lovebug

LISTEN. THIS BITCH IS SO ANNOYING. (affectionate) he started calling you bug and you didn’t know where it came from and so you asked and he said ‘like a bedbug. bc ur annoying.’ he’s so mean i hate him :((( but he’s always been a bit of a brat what can u expect…definitely not him adding love to it. he called you lovebug when your guard was down and when you looked at him in shock the absolute cutest most sweet smile took over his face??? this is not fair cmon

bip / bips / bippy

it started as ‘personal body pillow’ bc belph is an entitled little mf and eventually got shortened to ‘bp’ pronounced ‘bip’ and then it evolved. complain all you want but you enable him by letting him use you as a personal pillow man. hes so cute when he shuts his mouth tho you can’t help it :((

bunny

he thinks its a cute nickname send tweet. but in all honestly belphie is sweet when he wants to be and he thinks ur super cute ! he usually calls you bunny when he’s teasing you but the name will slip out in an occasional moment of vulnerability <3

honorable mentions: babe, mommy (gn), buttercup, the first initial of your name

hopefully ygs like this i started struggling after a while 😭

parts of these come from bits of canon from my own inner world but honestly the boys all love you and are really sweet so ☹️🫶

beel and belphie were especially hard because i really think they would mostly just use variations of your name but I TRIED MY BEST HOPEFULLY IT WAS TO UR SATISFACTION

send an ask over if you want me to do the dateables or alternatively, what MC/you call the brothers!

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nebulabunni3

2 years ago

This is probably one of THE most tender fics I’ve read about Asmodeus. I really love this perspective of him, and its just so nice… The continuous asking and checking if MC is comfortable, explaining each action and being so patient..

Even Levi worry about his Henry

Waaahhhh, this makes me feel better about me cuz it’s been stress hours (midterm week has began)

Asmodeus helping depressed reader bathe

Warnings and notes: female mc, body size occasionally mentioned, as well as other small specific features, self image issues briefly mentioned, mentions of bad hygiene and general depression, Lucifer mentioned as scolding mc briefly for not attending classes, Levi briefly mentioned to have depression, Beel mentioned as leaving food for mc outside her room, intimate touching (platonic or romantic, I tried to keep it ambiguous), mentions of boöbs and n!pples, mentions of ‘area between thighs’ but no specific word given, word ‘butt’ used, mentions of skin picking and leg bouncing, and I believe that’s it.

“Hey, sweetheart, i know you’re in there, I’m coming in, alright?”

Hearing no answer, but knowing you would have spoken up if you didn’t want him entering, Asmo slowly turned the doorknob and gently opened the door to your room. Your head turned ever so slightly to the door, but your eyes remained on the open text book in front of you. Upon walking closer, he saw the pages of a long since passed lesson. He looked down at your hands, currently picking at the skin around your nails, and it was evident you had been for a while, the skin choppy and red. He then looked at your face and caught your dazed eyes and irritated cheeks.

You were trying to catch up on studying as you had stopped going to classes 2 weeks ago. Lucifer had scolded you multiple times, but with each lecture he gave, you seemed to care less and less. You looked like you’d been rubbing and pulling at your cheeks, he could tell you were trying to keep up with class work but he’s not sure if you know that you’re studying an old lesson you’ve already missed. Asmo then noticed your hair, oily and clumped into dirty strands as you looked down at your hands and brought your finger to your lips. He quickly but gently put his own hand in its path and yours stopped, but didn’t try to pull away or move around his to fix its course, so he let his finger tips brush your hand.

It twitched but again, didn’t pull away, so he took it in his own and held it. The warmth seemed to bring you out of your daze and you slowly lifted your head to look at him. The brightness in your eyes was missing as they flitted worriedly between his and he noticed your wet lashes and your oily forehead. Only then did he notice the smell of your room, body odor and dust, and he knew you had neglected your hygiene, whether you wanted to or not.

He gave you a soft smile before softly greeting you.

“Hey sweetie.” Asmo reached his hand forward to brush your hair back from your face. He sees panic in your eyes and he can only assume it’s because you don’t want him to feel how dirty your hair is.

And he’s right.

You feel your eyes well up with tears as his hand moves towards your head and the world seems to slow. You don’t want him to feel how oily and slick your hair is, you can’t disgust him, this is Asmo, the avatar of lust and a man who takes incredible care of himself and his hygiene and doesn’t like to sweat even a drop and risk his makeup or breaking out, a man who always smells wonderful and never gross. God, you haven’t left your room in 2 weeks it must smell awful. Your eyes dart around the room in a panic as your hand tightens around his.

Asmo feels your hand tighten around his as his other slowly approaches your head. He sees your teary eyes dart around. You look terrified, and it breaks his heart. His hand finally touches your hair as he moves it aside and holds it out of your face as he strokes gently just past your temple. Your breathing picks up and he softly shushes you. “You’re alright.”

“But..my hair...it’s-“

“Dirty?” His eyes soften and he gives your hand a reassuring squeeze. “It’s ok, hair gets dirty. I don’t mind touching it.”

You gulp down a particularly unpleasant urge to sob and release a shaky breath.

“Yeah but I’m...” you hesitate to say it, embarrassed,”dirty. I’m gross and I probably smell bad. You don’t like gross, you’re probably just here cuz you feel like you have to be-“

Asmo shakes his head and takes your hands before sitting on your bed in front of you. He can see you starting to put yourself down and scold yourself for something that’s completely understandable.

“I’m here because I care about you. I know what’s going on, and please don’t think I’m trying to be rude by talking to you about this when you’ve never explicitly let any of us know, but I know you’re depressed” he feels you tense up, “and I’m worried about you. I understand that it takes up all of your time, your attention, all of your energy just trying to work around it everyday, and that sometimes because of that, you forget ‘normal’ everyday things like showering, eating, drinking water, brushing your teeth, and that’s alright. Having depression keeps you from achieving the same ‘normal’ as everyone else, and it’s not your fault.” You were so shocked he was able to voice his understanding in such a way that you neglected to wonder why he understood.

Truth is, Levi suffers from it to, and Asmo only knows from prying it from him years ago, ever since then he’s the one Levi goes to talk to. But now wasn’t the time to mention it.

“I just want to help. Get you feeling clean again, we can get some water in you, and then we’ll get something to eat together, even if it’s just a little bit. I know Beel’s been leaving you food outside your door, but he walks back to the kitchen with most of it and the end of the day. Is it ok if I ask if you’ve eaten any of it?”

You shake your head, you don’t want to talk about your eating habits right now, not when you’re in the headspace you’re in right now.

He hums softly. “That’s ok, we can talk about it later if you want. Now (y/n), I’m not trying to be rude and I apologize if I come off as so, but can you take a bath for me? You’re going to start to feel icky and you’ll feel worse if you don’t soon. I’ll be right outside the door for you, or we can leave the door open and I’ll sit outside right next to it so you can talk to me if you need to.”

The tears welling up in your eyes start falling slowly and your nose feels stuffy.

“I don’t think I....can do it, I’m too tired...it hurts to stand, I can’t-“ Asmo’s hands leave yours for your arms, holding them to you carefully and rubbing them.

“Breathe (y/n), I know, I know.” He drew in a breath and couldn’t release it. He was scared to ask you this.

But he didn’t see any other option.

“Would you like to take a bath with me? Nothing weird I promise, but would you let me help you get cleaned up? You just have to relax, I’ll do everything, get you all washed. How does that sound?”

You pulled your arms into yourself and hugged your torso before lightly shaking his hands off. Your breath came out in shaky bursts. “I don’t want you to..to see me, I’m ugly an-and gross.”

Asmo could swear he felt his heart shatter, he wanted to reach for you but kept his hands in his lap.

“You are not ugly, not to me, not to anyone. You never have been, and you never will be. Everything about you is beautiful, your cute button nose that you think is too wide, your pure (e/c) eyes that you say are too small, your tummy that you always want to hide when I take you shopping for clothes. You’re a work of art to me, and I don’t want you to feel so bad that it taints your perception of yourself anymore.”

You look down as you shake trying to hold in your tears and you reach for his hand. You hesitate and he turns his hand and opens his palm to you, letting you place your hand in his when you’re ready.

Asmo is gentle when he closes his hand around yours, he’s slow when he stands from your bed, he’s patient as he lets you stand at your own pace. He’s soft as he opens your door and warm as you slowly move your arms to around his middle. He doesn’t cringe away from you as you hold him tightly, and his arm only leaves you to turn off your light and close your door.

“You can stay in my room tonight, or anyone else’s if you’d like, they’d be more than happy to see you. I can talk to them about what’s going on if that’s ok, or tell them not to ask about it, I just don’t want you going back to your room and falling back into that rut. I know you’ll want the familiar safety of your own room, but it’s best to tidy it up first, open some windows and let fresh air in too. And I’ll help you with it, or I can take care of it for you.”

When you get to his room, the familiar floral and vanilla scent wafts out of the door and caresses you both. Asmo let’s you walk in first, wants you to know that you can leave if you need to and that he isn’t dragging you into doing anything.

“Do you have any clothes you want me to get for you while we wait for the bath to fill?”

You fiddle with the sleeve of the hoodie you’ve been wearing for too long. He knows it’s your favorite and knows that you want to wear it when you get out of the bath.

“I can put your clothes in the wash while we wait, and I can text levi and tell him to put it in the dryer when it’s ready and to bring it up when it’s done, does that sound good?”

You nod and Asmo turns on the water for the bath. You take off your hoodie and hand it to him nervously. The tub is filling up more now, if you sat on the inner steps of the tub it would be just past your belly button.

“You can hop in right now if you want, or you can add this and get in when you’d like.” Asmo held out a bottle to you.

Bubble bath soap.

Your hands gently wrap around it and he sees the confused look on your face. “I thought it might be nice, it’s smells really good. And I thought maybe if there were bubbles to cover yourself with, you might feel a little less anxious. The bubbles don’t pop until the cap is closed on the bottle, so remember to leave it open if you use it.”

Your face grows warm, you’ve never experienced this much care and consideration before. Asmo turns the water off, the tub having filled during your conversation. He bundles up your hoodie in his arms.

“I’ll go set this to wash, can I go into your dresser and get you bottoms and underwear, and anything else?” You mumble out additional clothing items and he smiles.

“Ok! You can get in anytime you want, I made sure the water isn’t too hot. And you can put your clothes in the basket in the corner.” He leaves and closes the door behind him, but offers you a smile before it’s fully closed.

You step over to the tub and open the bottle, slowly tipping in just a drop. You don’t know how much you’ll need. One drop seems to be more than enough as the second it hit the water the surface of the bath exploded with quiet bubbles. You poke one to test the durability and Asmo was right, it didn’t pop. You shed your dirty clothes and place them in the laundry basket in the corner, trying not to feel guilty about how dirty they are compared to how clean the basket looks. You turn to the tub, ever amazed at how big it really is, and you softly step in and sit as the warm water all but wraps it’s arms around you. You walk on your knees to the other side and look at the soaps, shampoos, conditioners, and moisturizers Asmo keeps out.

Asmo returns with your clean clothes and sees you looking at all the products on the tub edge.

“(Y/n), I’m back, I’m gonna hop in, ok? You can stay turned over that way if you want.”

There’s fabric shuffling and water moving and then it settles. “Ok, you can come over here, sit between my legs, ok?”

You’re slow to turn around but when you do, Asmo is sitting patiently with a smile. You move slowly and do what he said, bringing some of the simpler, less expensive looking soaps and hair products with you.

He looks at them in your hands, “You can use any of them Yknow, no matter how expensive it looks.” You shake your head and say it’s alright while he takes them from you and sets them aside. As you move to sit between his legs he pulls your elbows to gently steer you to where he’d like you to sit. You sit with your knees bent and thighs together and you feel Asmo do the same, but with his legs open to allow you space between them as his knees softly knock your elbows.

“Ok, can you lean back for me?” You do so slowly, “more,” you lean more, “a little more” you lean a little more, “a liiitttllleee more~” you lean until you feel his hands cradle your head. He looks down at you from above with a goofy yet gorgeous smile. His hips move a bit as his legs move to cross his calves under your back, not fully seated as he keeps them up off the tub bottom to support you.

Asmo feels your muscles tense and assumes it’s because of the way he’s sitting. He knows it’d be uncomfortable to any human after a while, but it would take much longer for his legs to ache from keeping them in this position. “It’s ok, just relax. I’m gonna wet your hair now, ok?”

When you nod, Asmo reaches to the side and grabs what looks like a big pearlescent sea shell, and for all you knew it probably was real. He brushes aside some bubbles near you and dips it in. Your eyes close as you listen to the gentle sound of it filling with water. He places the side of his hand on your brows and slowly pours the water on your hair. Most of it was already wet from laying in the water but the top of your head still needed soaking. He did this a few more time before setting the shell down on the tub edge and reaching for the shampoo.

“Do you want to stay like this or sit up while I clean your hair?”

You decide to sit up and give his legs a rest though you know he probably doesn’t need it. He stands behind you and sits on the tub edge, tapping your arms and telling you to scooch back a bit to where his knees just touch your shoulders. You hear the shampoo bottle open and the unmistakable sound of jelly like liquid being squeezed out of a bottle. Asmo let’s you know before he places his hands on your hair and gently smooths the shampoo to cover most of your hair, leaving the the mid section and the ends bare of it. He then starts to massage it into your scalp and roots gently before lathering it into the top most section of your hair. As he’s doing so he asks if you’d like some music and calls out to whatever the Devildom equivalent of a smart speaker is and tells it to start his “late night shopping” playlist. The room flooded with the quiet hums of your favorite music and you perked up a bit. After a few songs and Asmo shampooing and rinsing your hair a few times, you ask about the playlist and tell him it’s been some of your favorite songs.

“Of course! I keep track of your music recommendations!”

You turn to him after the last rinse in shock. “You remembered every song I’ve recommended you?”

He beams at you, “Isn’t it neat! You can stay sitting up, time for conditioner.”

As Asmo massaged the conditioner into your ends you could feel yourself dozing off. In fact, you had dozed off and didn’t know until you felt a hand softly smoothing down your hair.

“You never told me your hair was wavy. It’s like mine.”

You grab a strand absentmindedly and wrap it around your finger. “I didn’t know until maybe 2 months ago. It got wet in the rain and started curling as it dried. I would always brush my hair everyday and it would get really frizzy, but I never thought it could be because my hair is a different type than I always thought it to be.”

“Well I’m glad we used my shampoo then. If you want we can talk about a good routine for your hair later, how does that sound?” You yawn and wiggle your hands in the water to clear off any bubbles before wiping your eyes.

“Sounds nice.”

Asmo hums in agreement before placing his hands on your shoulders. “You seem pretty tired, but we still need to wash your body. Can you wake up for me a bit so you can do it, or is it alright if I clean you?”

You swished your hands in the water a bit as you thought it over. This situation wasn’t completely new to you, you’d “bathed” with Asmo several times before, but you’d always worn something in the bath, be it a swimsuit or just a large black T-shirt you could easily wring out after. A naked Asmo wasnt new either, but this soft intimacy was.

“You can do it, I’m ok with that.”

He replies with a soft “ok” and leans back to grab a wash cloth and began soaping it up.

“I had Solomon enchant this tub awhile ago, the water won’t get dirty no matter how long you sit in it, so we can focus on getting you clean.” He starts scrubbing your arms making sure not to be rough.

He scrubs at every tensing muscle, gently gliding over each twitching nerve, soapy up every crevice. When your chest starts to shake he places his elbows on his knees that reassuringly have stayed on each side of you, and opens his palms to you. He gently takes your hands as you squeeze them tight and ground yourself. When your grip loosens and your breathing steadies he waits for you to let go before he continues. Asmo keeps his movements slow as he cleans the rolls of skin on your lower back that he knows you despise. His eyes track every movement you make to make sure you’re ok with what he’s doing while he scrubs your spine and shoulder blades. His hands move carefully around to your stomach to scrub there. He begins to space out as he rubs soft circles into the tummy he adores so much. He’s been with you when you cry about your image, and your tummy is mentioned the most, and he loves every part of you, but especially your tummy, for every time you voiced your disdain for it, his love for it grew even more. If there was a part of you that you didn’t love, he would love it for you.

His focus returned when your back touched his chest. He looks down at your face and your eyes have fluttered closed, occasionally opening slightly to try and blink back your drowsiness.

“You must be so tired...(y/n) honey...I need to move on to your chest, ok. Do you want me to keep going, or do you want to do it?”

His hand move beneath your arm to the other side to offer you the wash cloth. You sit and think tiredly for a moment before closing his hand around the cloth.

Asmo starts at your collar bone, softly scrubbing upwards to clean behind your ears and the back of your neck. Then he started scrubbing any parts of your stomach he hadn’t scrubbed because of the closeness to your chest. Slowly, he began scrubbing the top of one breast, applying soft pressure with his thumb, before moving to the side and bottom, softly cupping it as he scrubbed, and lastly scrubbed your nipple, as gently as he could. He pulled away and asked if you were doing alright before doing the same to your other breast after you gave him the ok. He cleaned between them after, careful not to touch anything other than where he was scrubbing. He let you know what he was doing before he scooped the shell into the water to rinse you.

Then he sat there, once again unsure if he should ask this. Your permission is the most important thing right now, and he would ask for or wait for your permission when it came to touching you, but this was a bit different. Your legs wouldn’t be an “obstacle”, but between them would be. There was no sound but the music softly thrumming around the room and either of yours occasional deeper breaths. So Asmo took a deep breath in.

“(Y/n)? Let’s move onto your legs and...everything else, ok?” You both have used vulgar words for different parts before but just thinking of saying them right now felt like it would shatter the calm you’d both built in the room. So he chose not to. “How would you like to do this?” After a while of you sitting silently and struggling to think about something so different he decided to help you. “You can stand and I’ll scrub you down, we could stay sitting, you could sit here while I move around to help? What sounds good?”

You fiddled with his hand where it laid between you, playing with his fingers as you stared wide eyed at the other side of the room but not truly looking at anything. You tried not to bite your nails as you worked through your thoughts. “Can you...help me? Can we stand?” Asmo hooked his index finger around yours gently.

“Of course. Do you want me up first?”

You nod and he slowly stands helping you up after.

“Can we stay like this? I don’t think I can turn and face you..not yet.”

His hand lightly squeezes yours as he hums in affirmation. “Sure sweetheart. Can I put my arms you to wash you? You can place your hands on mine.” Asmo let his arms encase you gently as he leaned down, and tried not to press himself to much into you. Being a few inches taller than you, he could keep the contact limited to his chest touching just your shoulders and upper back.

“Are you ready (y/n)?” A small whimper accompanies the nod you give and you place your right hand atop his. As he softly runs the wash cloth between your thighs, his left hand comes to your stomach and grabs your hand that had been tightly clenched in a fist and intertwines his fingers with yours before he places his chin on your shoulder. The sound of his breathing is soft yet much louder than the music which has all but been forgotten in your anxious moment of dissociating. All you hear is him, the soapy scrubbing of the wash cloth, and your own rapidly beating heart. Before you know it he’s pulled his hand away and is tapping your shoulder.

“There, that wasn’t so bad right?” He gives you a goofy smile in response to your own anxious one and you can’t help but laugh. You’re finally starting to truly relax. Asmo pokes your cheek as he laughs with you. “Alright, butt time. We’ll do it the opposite way ok?”

You turn around as his arms wrap around you again and you place your forehead on his chest while his hands slowly descend down your back. He soaps up just his hands this time, letting the wash cloth fall into the tub before massaging your butt in circles, lathering up the soap. As he scrubbed he asked you what next. “How do you want to do your legs? You want me to keep going?” His heart beats faster at the small “please” you let out. It was much louder than anything you’d said since he met you in your room. Asmo cleaning your legs was the least stressful moment of it all, and had you the least anxious. You started to shiver a bit as he brought the shell back up to your body to rinse you off one final time.

Asmo helped you step out of the bath before grabbing towels for both of you and bundling you up in one. He capped the bubble bath bottle and you watched as all the bubbles fizzled away til there were none left. Then there was a knock at the bedroom door, drawing your attention from the now draining tub. He rubbed your arms through your towel to warm you up a bit before wrapping his own around his waist and going to answer the door, closing the bathroom door enough so that no one could see in but you could still hear him.

Asmo opened the door quickly, shocking the already nervous Levi on the other side. Levi looked down at the towel covering his brother.

“Dude...put some clothes on...ew.” Asmo only gave a pouty scoff.

“I have (y/n)’s hoodie,” Levi handed it over slowly before continuing, “..um...how is she?”

Asmo looked down at the hoodie, running his hands over the still warm fabric.

“She’s doing better. Thank you, I’ll see if she wants to talk about it later.”

When Asmo returned he had your hoodie in his hands and you had to make a mental effort to stop your leg from bouncing rapidly as you were waiting. He hands it to you then grabs the rest of your clothes. “Do you want me to stay while you change, or do you think you can do it?” You shook your head as you held the hoodie to your chest.

“I’m ok, you go get changed too.”

Asmo nodded before heading to the door, “when your done you can just walk out, or knock and tell me your done, I should be done too.” He fully closes the door this time for you as you change

When you’re both finished you stand quietly in his room, unsure if you should stay or go back to your room. Asmo comes up to you and gently places his hands on the sides of your face.

“How do you feel?”

“Better, not fully great, but I’ll get there.”

“I know you will. Do you wanna stay or go back to your room?”

You touched his hands lightly with yours before making up your mind. “I think I’m gonna go back, do what you said, open the windows, change the sheets an’ stuff. Maybe go see (fav brother) too. I’ll see.”

His hands slide from your face to your neck and legs his thumbs stroke your jaw, eyes locked with yours. “You call me if you need anything, I mean it.” He walks with you to the door, opening it for you and holding your hand until the very last second.

“I will. And...thank you. I really, really appreciate it. So much.”

“Anytime, (y/n).”

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xyaehir

7 months ago

normally when you tuck yourself into bed with your lover, you expect him to snuggle into you immediately as he’s done many times.

so why was he scooting away from you instead? and why is he looking at you like he wants to fight?

you blink once and twice before looking at him quizzically. your lover is a man that is undoubtedly and obviously whipped for you, so why now is he acting like it’s the opposite?

“what are you doing?” you finally ask after multiple beats of silence. you watch him turn his head to the side and scoff, his glare intensifying at your arms.

or rather, what was nestled in it.

he narrows his eyes, “there’s an impostor here.”

you quirk an eyebrow, confused, before following his gaze down to your lap.

“why do you have that thing?” he side eyes the big plushie you’re hugging close to your chest.

oh. so that’s what this was about?

you sigh a bit dramatically, amused. “this ‘thing’ is comfortable to sleep with,” you mock his tone, gesturing to the plushie. “plus, he’s literally custom made to look like you.”

he scoffs before crossing his arms. “it’s custom made to look like me? but all it looks like is a filthy homewrecker!”

you laugh, shoulders shaking while he gapes at you (even though you can see the upward quirks of his lips as his facade threatens to break).

“this is no laughing matter, my dear wife!”

he lifts up his hand to point accusingly at the plushie that looks like his clone. “and you! why are you trying to ruin our relationship, huh?” he pokes his face repeatedly, each time putting more and more force.

“you wont take my wife, you hear me?!”

you giggle, watching the amusing interaction play out. “i can’t believe you’re seriously upset over something like this.”

he stops after processing your words. his gaze darkens a little and he reaches both his arms out to shakily grasp your shoulders. “honey, this is a serious situation! this thing is trying to ruin our lives!” he frowns, shaking you slightly.

“you’re a clown.”

“wh- hey!”

“it’s just a plushie, it can’t do anything wrong.”

“oh, so i’m the bad guy now, is that it? sorry for protecting our marriage then!”

you purse your lips to prevent anymore laughter to spill out and provoke your husband to poke the innocent plushie more. “baby, let’s just go to sleep, alright?”

his eyes soften when you reach out to pull his arm closer to you but suddenly narrows at the plushie still on your lap, his favourite pillow.

“sure, on one condition,” he states before picking the plushie up and throwing it out of the bedroom, quickly locking the door.

(you never saw that plushie again and he claims he has nothing to do with it.)

— (bllk) nagi, reo (genshin) wriothesely, kaeya, childe, kaveh, itto, ayato (i can see it a lil) (star rail) sampo, jing yuan, caelus (haikyuu) suna, atsumu, kuroo, oikawa (jjk) gojo, geto (maybe), yuji, inumaki (if he could talk properly) (kny) douma, zenitsu (om) mammon, asmo

i’ve seen A LOT of drabbles like this but im not sure if anyone did this exact thing 😭 btw sch is starting real soon so ill be on n off on this app 🫢 this isnt edited yet 🥹

@xyaehir 2024. this is my content. do not translate, copy or plagiarise my works in any way. reblogs and likes are greatly appreciated. <3

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