SUMMARY: A stand user from Canada gets a call from a friend telling her she is needed in Japan. Suddenly she is thrown into a 50 day trip where she ends up taking every type of transportation imaginable to get to Egypt and kill a blond vampire. Making friends along the way and while some of her companions annoy her to no end. After a while they start to grow on you even if they are a Frenchman who won’t shut the fuck up.
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Chapter 2 We aren’t Dead!?
This plane was just as cramped as the last and equally as uncomfortable. The only upside to this was that I at least had someone to talk to this time. I sat next to Avdol and he had been nice enough to move the arm rest up so I could lean against him. Letting out a sigh I looked away from the window. There are only so many clouds you can see before you feel like you have seen them all.
“Why are we going to Egypt? It’s not only so you can finally show me your shop is it?” I asked, smiling up at him. During the month we spent together he had come to my hometown but often spoke of his home and his shop. I always wanted to travel but with the economy how it is and the fact that I am currently very unemployed we had only made “future” plans to hang out again after I finished university. He looked away from the book he was reading and down at me.
“Did Mr.Jostar not tell you why you were coming to Japan?” He seemed shocked at Mr.Jostars lack of explanation and my willingness to go along with it. I just shook my head and shrugged.
“Nah, I got a message through the speedwagon foundation that there was some emergency that required stand users and I was told to pack and handed a ticket to Japan. Looking back now I probably should have questioned it a bit more but here I am.” I let out a small laugh looking back between the plane seats at Mr.Jostar who was having a “heated conversation” with his grandson.
“Well… “Avdol paused shooting a light glare at Mr.Jostar before continuing. “He should have informed you because there are risks involved with this journey and you should have been made aware of them before joining.” He seemed rather annoyed with this but there was no going back now so I tried not to dwell on the rather rash decision I made to join something I had no true knowledge about.
Over the course of about an hour I was told about this Dio guy and his connection to Mr.Jostar’s grandfather. I also learned about Jotaro’s mom and her stand and how Kakyoin came to join the group.
“How can someone’s stand be killing them? Isn’t a stand the reflection of your fighting spirit and soul?” I asked. I had never heard of this happening but then again I only knew a few stand users.
“We are not sure…” Avdol looked past me out the window with a concentrated look on his face. “We think it is because her body is too weak and we are hoping that the death of Dio will allow her to get better.” I nod my head letting out a yawn. I rested by head against Avdol’s shoulder as I started to drift in and out of sleep. I had been awake for probably around 30 hours at this point and I was wiped.
I was able to sleep for about 30 minutes before I was yanked out of my seat and onto the floor by Avdol.
“What the fuck!! Is going on?” I screeched as I saw a bug fly right through the back of my seat where my head would have been. It impale the people in front of me. “Oh my god! I was asleep for like two minutes!" I shouted as I summoned a little sunshine. He stood in the aisle of the plane, the dull overhead lighting reflecting off of his collar.
His shark-like head swiveled trying to keep track of the bug that was whipping its way around the plane. It was clear that this was not just a normal bug and that had to be someone’s stand. But who? From my curled up spot on the floor there was no way for me to see if anyone looked suspicious. The deep blue and Neon green of Little sunshine stood out drastically against the dull greys and white of the plane. There was no room for him to draw his sword; it was too tight of a space. His sword was just as tall as he was standing about 6 feet in length and it looked more like a giant butcher knife than any real sword. In mid air the bug did a full 180 turn and started flying right at Little Sunshine who braced for the impact.
”Atlas, recall Little Sunshine you won’t be able to dodge him!” Mr.Jostar exclaimed as Kakyoin’s Stand shot a blast of green emeralds at him. Mr.Jostar was right this was not the most ideal environment for me to be fighting in. Little Sunshine thrives when it is just straight strength that is needed. Neither Little Sunshine or I is build for speed or agility. Realizing I was not going to be a big help in this fight, little sunshine disappeared and I tucked myself down even further between the seats. The Bug kept attacking where people’s heads were so it seemed like the safest option.
Little Sunshine isn’t only an Offensive stand but he has a Defensive ability as well. He is able to encase my body with his. Acting as a layer of protection from incoming attacks. I can feel the hum of him over my skin as everything takes on a blue hue. The bug continued to fly around dodging all of Kakyoin’s attacks. It felt almost useless to continue attacking when not even a single one was landing. Looking over to Jotaro and Mr.Jostar they seemed to notice something I didn’t cause Jotaro didn’t look worried at all. But then again he is kinda an asshole so who knows what he is feeling.
Looking around from my spot on the floor I finally clued in to what they had seen. Kakyoin’s stand had snuck its tentacle-like appendage under the seat the Bug stand had been hovering above.
“Oh… That’s really smart.” I mumbled as Kakyoin delivered the final blow to the stand. In the moment after the attack landed the plane was completely silent as everyone let out the breath they had been holding. I had tried to get up from my s on the ground but no matter how I squirmed and shimmied I was not able to get enough momentum to get myself up… I was stuck.
“You have to be kidding me.” I grumbled as my cheeks began to heat up. “Um.. Avdol.” I called out looking up at the men who had been speaking about what todo next. He turned towards me and even though he didn’t outright laugh at me I could see the twitch of his lip into a smile before he quickly steeled himself back into a neutral expression. He didn’t make me ask before he extended his hand helping me to my feet. My face felt like a tomato as I looked anywhere but at him or Mr.Jostar who was snickering behind his hand.
“Thank you.” I mumbled. I was about to take my seat again when the entire plane shook and started a very steep angle towards the ground. Jotaro and Kakyoin came running down the aisle.
“Mr. Jostar the pilot is dead.” Kakyoin whispered once they were closer to us. I felt my heart stop in my chest.
“You have to be joking… Please say you are joking” I pleaded but I didn't get an answer.
”Don’t worry kids. I have flown a plane before.I was quite a good pilot back in the day!” Mr.Jostar exclaimed and confidently headed towards the cockpit followed by the others.
“I am just gonna stay here yall.”I called after them, sitting down in my seat and doing up my seat belt. I did not trust Mr.Jostar to fly a plane. I have no evidence for it but I had a feeling that maybe he should be put on a no fly list.
The plane continued to plummet, finally getting everyone’s attention. People were freaking out, screaming and it only got worse when the oxygen masks descended from the ceiling. I hated roller coasters ever since I was a kid. The feeling of falling always made me sick and all I could do was hold onto the seat and close my eyes as we rocketed towards the ground.
I think I might have blacked out because the next thing I remember was Avdol shaking my shoulders lightly telling me we needed to get off the plane.
“Oh… we aren't dead?” I asked, as I looked at the chaos around me. Luggage and people had been thrown all over the place. Avdol chucked as we deboarded the plane. We had landed 35km off the coast of hongkong, I could see boats headed towards us. All the passengers filed out onto the wings of the plane as we waited to be rescued. I sat down dangling my feet into the water.
“How are we planning to continue to travel to Egypt because we shouldn’t get onto another plane?” I mentioned. Not only cause we just got a ton of people killed but because I am so So SO sick of planes.
“No, we will not be taking another plane. When we get to land I will contact the Speedwagon corporation to get us transport.” Mr. Jostar nodded towards us as we got onto the rescue boats that finally arrived. I sat next to Avdol and enjoyed the ocean air as we made our way to the shore.
- I hope yall enjoyed this chapter!!! I am also posting some art of Atlas and little sunshine today to!! I will link it here!!!
So I am going to posted it and I just posted it on Ao3 so I might as well start posting it here!!! This is probably the most self indulgent thing I have ever written and I feel a bit silly posting it but this should be fun! I also have done a lot of fanart for this fic or mine and the characters in general. I was inspired to write this fic because I have read every single Polnareff fic I could get my hands on and it got so bad I went back to QUOTEV to look for more!!!! I have about 36,000 words of this fic written and will be posting about once a week
Around the world in 50 days
SUMMARY: A stand user from Canada gets a call from a friend telling her she is needed in Japan. Suddenly she is thrown into a 50 day trip where she ends up taking every type of transportation imaginable to get to Egypt and kill a blond vampire. Making friends along the way and while some of her companions annoy her to no end. After a while they start to grow on you even if they are a Frenchman who won’t shut the fuck up.
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Chapter 1 Canada to Japan in a single day!
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My stand showed up about a year ago. I didn’t know what to call it at the time but from the moment it appeared I felt safer. I lived in not the greatest neighbourhood and on my walk home from work I was attacked. At that moment I had thought that I was going to die but he appeared.
I remember the way the smell of ozone filled the air and the way the street light reflected off of him. At first I thought it was a monster, it stood 6 feet in height and had the head of a shark and was dressed like disco dancer.
He killed the man who had attacked me and in a panic I took off running through the streets. I thought I had lost him until he showed back up in my apartment an hour later. I was more than a little freaked out so I called a psychiatrist and that was how the speedwagon foundation discovered me. They put me into contact with other people with what they called stands and I began training. I call him little sunshine because of the light his sword emits when activated. I spent a few months learning his abilities and then life went back to normal at least until three days ago. I received a call.
That is how I ended up on a 18 hour plane ride from Canada to Japan.
I shifted uncomfortably in my seat as the man next to me finished his 4th cross word puzzle. I had brought so many activities to do on the plan but after the first 3 hours I was already bored. I had tried sleeping, reading, drawing literally anything. There was a moment where I considered using little sunshine to mess with people but Mr.Jostar had informed me that I was not to summon my stand for any reason unless it was life or death. I am not sure why but I trust the mans judgement.
6 hours later…
I don’t know how people do this. There are still three hours to this infernal plane ride and I am ready to jump out the nearest window. Anything! To be allowed to move around and not be in this can of farts in the sky. The last three hours were just as uneventful as the last 15 and the moment we touched down in Japan I could have cried.
“Oh it is so good to be on solid ground again.” I mumbled to myself as I walked through the airport. There were a lot of people here. I was pretty worried that I wasn’t gonna be able to find Joseph or whoever he sent to pick me up. Three days ago I received a call saying that Joseph’s daughter was sick and that he needed my help. And that I needed to be on the first flight to Japan. Lucky for me the speedwagon foundation was nice enough to get that ticket for me. Scanning over the hundreds of people at the airport terminal I saw two very tall men I recognized.
“Mr.Avdol!!! Mr.JOSTAR!!!” I called out waving at them. Finally being able to push my way though the crowd I was met by a very excited and tight hug from Mr.Jostar himself.
“Ahh it is good to see you again my dear.” He smiled down at me. Taking a step back looking at the two of them I smiled. It had been a while since I last saw them. We had met through the Speedwagon foundation and I had spent a month with Avdol learning about my stand. We had become rather good friends and I was glad to be able to see him again. Looking past him I noticed the two other people who were standing a little off to the side talking amongst themselves.
“Atlas I see you have not met my Grandson, Jotaro.” Joseph introduced his grandson with so much pride in his voice I could practically see it radiating off of him. Looking over to Jotaro I was met by a very angry and cold glare.
“Who’s the bitch?” Flabbergasted is the only word I could use to describe the expression on my face. I didn’t have time to respond before Joseph slapped Jotaro upside the head and continued to scold him as another boy Jotaro age came over to introduce himself.
“It is nice to meet you Atlas, you may call me Kakyoin.” Shaking myself from the shock I smiled at him.
“It is nice to meet you too.” I tried to not let the exhaustion of the day catch up with me but my feet hurt and my ears still hadn’t popped. I shifted my weight from foot to foot placing my bag on the ground.
“Mr. Jostar, I really hate to be a bother but I just got off an 18 hour flight and I am really hoping to get checked into the hotel soon so I could ask where we are going?” A long suspicious pause followed as both Avdol and Joseph shared a look.
“Well you see Atlas because of the urgency of this mission we are actually not going to a hotel…” Avdol responded while continuing to take momentary glances at Joseph.
“Avdol… where are we going?” I asked, as I glanced over everyone.
“We are going to Egypt!” Joseph exclaimed excitedly.
I felt everything around me stop,the sounds of the airport got quiet and my eyes locked onto his as the information truly sank in.
“Are you telling me that after 18 hours on a plane that I am going to be getting back onto another one…” I could feel the veins popping out of my head. “Please tell me you are joking.”
But no punchline ever came and before I knew it I was back on another plane headed towards Egypt. This better be worth it.
Author note!!!
I hope yall enjoyed this fic if you want to read the whole thing On Ao3 it is titled the same thing on there and my user name is AtlasDoll there too
Over the past few weeks I have been really into JJBA and I have been writing a star dust crusaders self insert fanfiction and I haven’t decided if i should post it here for not.
It is a Polnareff x reader/oc fic that currently already has 15 chapters done and is like 36000 words. I am def going to keep writing more and I keep doing a ton of self ship fanart for it and I am to embarrassed to post it anywhere for some reason so I am trying to figure out if I should post it here on tumblr or not. Especially cause this account has been warhammer focused as of late.
I could make a new blog but I am really bad at balancing accounts/blogs and usually just forget about them if I have to man so I am not sure what to do. I have been posting a lot on instagram but people I know IRL follow me on their and I am full grown adult and feel embarrassed about posting canon x self insert shit on main.
Thanks for listening to my rant I am just trying to figure out if I will or will not post lol
How each Primarch reacts to an S/o who doesn't like to be cuddled when they sleep.
I saw that someone had done a prompt of how each primarch would like to cuddle with their s/o when sleeping . I don't remember who did it but when I find them I will link the original post and creator that inspired this.
update: The original post and @tomatojellyfish Was the creator!!!
But what if their S/o can't sleep if they are being cuddled or touched. So they are cuddling and being all sweet on each other and when it is finally time to sleep they just kiss them good night and turn their back to their primarch and pass out. How do they react to this.
This would probably take place very early in their relationships.
Lion el’Jonson
Laying on the massive bed next to one another just stared into each other eyes. Lion gently held your hand pulling it towards his face. You let out a yawn as he places a soft kiss to your hand. This is the softest you have and will ever see him. Only when he is next to you will he ever be this relaxed and ungraded. As sleep takes over you subconsciously pull your hands to your chest as you curl into a ball.
Lion understands he is not one for much physical touch just having you next to him is enough. Knowing that you are safe and protected by him is enough to allow him to sleep peacefully.
He always makes you sleep closets to the wall so that if anything where to ever come through the door he would be the one closest to any threats.
Fulgrim
He lay wrapped around you like a koala peppering kisses onto your forehead, cheek, neck anywhere he could reach. You two had been laying like that for hours and you where exhausted. The days events had been wearing on you but no matter how relaxed and comfortable you where you just couldn't get to sleep. Fulgrim was almost asleep when you wiggled out from his arms onto the unoccupied spot on the bed. Only once you were not wrapped around where you able to fall asleep passing out almost instantly.
Flabbergasted at first. How could you sleep better not in his arms. The mere thought of this was absolutely ridiculous, You must have moved in your sleep no way you wanted to get away from him. He reached out towards you with the plan to pull you back into your arms but once he grabbed onto you. You subconsciously shook him off.
Shocked and honestly really hurt. Never had you pulled away from his touch or rejected his affection until now. He can't and won't wait until morning. Some thing has to be wrong. He wakes you up acting as if you lost a limb. It is going to be a very very long conversation explaining that no nothing is wrong and no you are not upset with him.
He gets into the habit of waiting until you are fully asleep to start cuddling you again so you always wake up with him wrapped around you.
Perturabo
Often times Perty was to busy to come to bed at reasonable ours and that was the same tonight. You lay on the massive primarch sized bed wrapped up like a burrito alone. While you don't like to fall asleep you do miss feeling of his weight next to you. Often you will place a large pillow behind you so simulate him being there.
Over time he has realized that you like him near by but not completely wrapped up by him. Most often he will just lay an arm around you.
He once woke you up by pulling you into his chest and you hadn't been able to fall back asleep so he now is more careful about not waking you up when he eventually comes to bed.
Jaghatai khan
He always comes to bed but often never stays slipping out into the night to continue working. You have gotten into the habit of laying back to back with him as you sleep. He enjoys the reassurance that you are there to share such a vulnerable time with him. He is not much of a cuddler during sleep so the topic of your sleeping preference has never really come up.
He notices that you prefer to sleep untouched. You often scoot away in the middle of the night waking him up. He considers it a lovable quirk of yours and it is how he tells you are truly asleep. He doesn't and would never doubt your love.
Leman Russ
Lemans favourite form of cuddling is laying directly on top of you and often he is the first to fall asleep. It is the third night in a row that you haven't been able to sleep almost at all. There is no way out from under this man mainly with his weight on top of you, you are completely immobile. But any time you wiggle your way out from under him he grabs you and drags you back into your original spot. The man doesn't even wake up. So in frustration and exhaustion you are able to weasel your way out from under him and dodge the large hand reaching out for you by giving him a pillow. You have elected to sleep on the couch in his attached office instead.
Confusion. The next morning he wakes up planning to lay in bed cuddling together but you are just gone. He is instantly in full alert. Where are you? Did something happen? He is angry at himself for not waking up. How could someone have stolen you right out from under him and him not have woken up. He checks the ensuite bathroom. You are not there. He bursts into his office like a man on a mission. Practically knocks down the door.
Startling you awake as he rushes to your side and dropping to his knees why the couch. He is so relieved that you are alive that he doesn't bother questioning about why you are not in bed or what happened. Simply picks you up and brings you back to bed to cuddle.
He will just assume you went to the restroom and couldn't get back up onto the tall bed. He gets little stairs for you added in and will continue to cuddle you the same way as always no matter the amount of times he finds you on the couch in the morning. You need to be direct with this man or you are not gonna get anywhere.
Rogal Dorn
Rogal likes to have you lying on his chest so that he can feel you breathing and heart beat as he falls to sleep. Knowing that you are close to him and safe. It doesn't take him long to realize that you have not fallen asleep yet. He always makes it a habit of falling asleep after you. So when he notices that you have been shifting your weight trying to get comfy for an hour he isn't shy or nervous about asking you if something is wrong.
He is completely understanding and asks you to get yourself comfortable on the bed so that he can adapt the way he sleeps around it. He still wants to be close to you to make sure you are safe so both of you spend the next few minutes trying out different sleeping positions to determine the "most optimal one for both comfort and protection"
In the end his sizes comes with the advantage of being able to be the big spoon with extra room so that he is able to shield you and not touch you at the same time.
Honestly he considered it a strategy drill and a bonding activity so win win.
Konrad Curze
He is so worried about hurting you in him sleep that he barley touches you as is. The conversation never even comes up because as it turns out he also can't fall asleep while being touched. Just knowing you are in the same room is enough for the both of you to feel safe and protected.
He thinks people who need to be constantly touching someone is weird. *cough* Fulgrim *cough*
Sanguinius
You Love his wings and how protected that make you feel but by the throne feathers can be so itchy. It didn't take long into you relationship for him to notice something was off. It was the first time you two ever slept together that he noticed. It had been after some "strenuous bedroom activities" He lay on his stomach with his head facing you a wing draped over you like a blanket. At first it was nice and sweet but after about an hour all the feathers on your skin started to itch. Not knowing what to do you very slowly started scooting further and further away trying to get out of the all encompassing feathers. It being dark and having not noticed how far on the bed you had scooted to. In one last shimmy backwards you went tumbling on the side on the very tall primarch sized bed hitting the floor in a loud thud. (It was a good 6 foot fall)
Instantaneously he is out of bed rushing over to comfort you and make sure you are okay. He is confused and worried and the best thing you can do for him and yourself is to just be upfront with him. Tell him that you love him and his wings but that you just can't fall asleep when anyone is touching you.
He will apologies and think him not knowing this about you so some terrible thing he has over looked or something he should have know. No matter how much he wants to hold you close at night he will understand and do his best to leave a bit of distance between you. But for his own piece of mind you are never out of arms reach.
Ferrus manus
Always self conscious about his arms and the chill that they bring he makes sure there is a blanket between you and them. His arms are heavy and it is really hard to fall sleep when you are trapped. The first few time you fell asleep with him consisted of a lot of tossing and turning trying to get comfortable before passing out from exhaustion. It was taking a toll on you and he noticed right away. Apprehensive to bring it up because you know he already resents his arms and if you don't explain this clearly you know that it will only drive a wedge between you and cause him more resentment about his arms. You leave him a letter expressing how you feel and that no you don't his like his arms and that even if he had normal arms you would still not be able to fall asleep.
After he gets this letter there is no discussion about it but the next night when you go to get comfortable he adjusts himself to be back to back with you. He can hear your breathing as you go to sleep and it allows him to be between you and the door. Making sure that you are protected.
Angron
He does not sleep for you out of the fear that he will harm you so he never finds out about your funny little sleeping habit and there is no cause for discussion. (though he does wish to cuddle but he is not confident that he won't accidently kill you)
Roboute Guilliman
Most often then not this man does not sleep like ever. He has mastered the art of the 5 min power naps. He has gotten so good at them in fact that he is able to nap sitting up right. So most of the time you are asleep way before he even gets to bed. Sometimes in the middle of the night you will wake up to him having cradled you against his chest.. You might not be able to get back to sleep but these quiet peaceful moments are to few and far between. So you never bring it up to him. Maybe in the future when you are living the quiet life he wishes for you will have to tell him but for now no point in letting him know just yet.
Mortarion
A quiet evening after a particularly rough day you and Morty are spending the evening cuddling in bed. It started to get rather late and with out even thinking about it you roll off of Morty grabbing a pillow pulling it to your chest. You shift away from him facing towards the wall with your back to him. Falling into a comfortable sleep almost immediately.
Devistation! Did he do something wrong? Do you hate him? Are you disgusted by his horribly deformed body? He lays there looking at you holding back tears. You perfer to hug a pillow over him. This man stays like that all night spiraling. He is no able to bring himself to reach out to you thinking the worst.
He won't mention it in the morning out of his own shame and self loathing but the next evening when he won't touch you make sure to ask him about it and show that you do want to cuddle with him. Explain to him that you don't hate him and that you love him very very much.
Magnus the red
Often falling asleep after long discussions about anything and everything. On the occasions that you actually make it to bed at a reasonable time he will hold you close to him as you continue to talk and he info dumps on the newest thing he has discovered or is researching. He can sense your discomfort before you even start shifting around. This man has mastered many things but the art of subtlety has eluded him. He will place you done on the bed next to him and straight up ask you if you are uncomfortable in his arms.
Once you explain that it is hard for you to fall asleep when you are being touched his completely understands goes off on a tangent about a creature he found on a planet once that where super social but never slept in the same dens together. You arn't sure what to make of the comparison but there is no time to dwell on it as he springs off into another line of converstaion.
You two didn't get to bed at a reasonable hour like you planed but the sun was raising over Prospero before you even had the chance to think about sleeping.
Horus
Once this man is asleep there is no waking him it is like trying to wake a bolder. You figured this out on the first night you spent together. It started cute with you sitting at the head of the bed and him laying on his stomach looking at you. A Joke was said a small tease and the next thing you know you are underneath him with a giant man passed out on top of you using you stomach and chest as a headrest. There is no way out and no matter how much you shake him and tap on his head he will not wake up. How he is still alive when he sleeps like the dead no one knows but you are going to have to wait until morning to tell him about you sleeping preferences.
He is apologetic when he sees how tired you are but laughs off the comments about him sleeping like the dead. He will respect your wishes to not be touched as you sleep but the moment he is asleep he has no control of his body and you keep waking up being his personal pillow so not sure useful that conversation was but he will insist that he didn't to it on purpose. But you can never be sure.
Lorgar
He likes to look at you as you sleep and for the first bit of your relation ship it wouldn't touch or cuddle you in bed he would just watch you. You are the most divine and precious thing to him and there is no way he can risk breaking you. Though all he wants is to hold you to his chest as you sleep next to each other.
Once he eventually gets more comfortable knowing you will not disintegrate in his hand he will begin to cuddle you and once you tell him of your preferences he will completely under stand. (kind of)
He is going to take it as confirmation that you are worried that he will crush you in his sleep so please explain to him that, that is not why you are telling him that you don't like to cuddle when you sleep. He will stress over it if you don't.
Vulkan
This man is Hot! Or... he runs hot. If you have a problem with feeling other peoples body heat as you sleep you honestly might just want to get different beds or maybe ask him if he or Perturabo can make you like a heat repellent blanket. There is only so much you can do when you are dating a human furnace.
He definitely understands the heat being hard to cope with for a baseline human. But you to came to a compromise. Before bed you lay together cuddling and talking him holding you to his chest and then once you are ready to sleep only then do you seperate from his arms moving to the other side of the bed. And this system works!!
both of you get good nights sleep and you are very much in love.
Corvus Corax
You have never had this conversation before you can count on one hand the number of times you two have fallen asleep together and woken up together. Most of the time you fall sleep in your shared quarters and when you wake up in the morning there is a indent in the bed next to you and a black feather. This is the only way you know that he was ever there.
Apharius and Omegon
You had this conversation once but you aren't sure who you where talking to or even if it was the real them because no matter how many times you have this conversation you always are cradled close to a chest as you fall asleep and always wake up next to one. No clue if it is the same one as before. You really gotta figure out a way to tell them apart cause this is starting to make you head spin.
Master list!!!!! : Here
Atlas note:
So I was telling one of my friends about this mini fic thing and apparently the concept for this was the "most autistic thing ever" I mean.... ya lol It is so normal not to like other peoples body heat IDK what they where on about lol.
Also sorry this took so long to write I was supposed to have this done by like end of January lol.
I am firmly of the opinion that Guilliman's favorite place for his lover to be is settled on his lap while he's working at his desk. That man NEEDS to snuggle and be snuggled.
I definitely thing there are some Primarchs that wouldn't let anyone see them cuddling their S/O because they are worried about their reputation or they don't want their S/O to be so exposed to the public. There are definitely also some that would show off their S/O to everyone.
WHO Will not cuddle in public: (my opinion obvi)
TO UPHOLD REPUTATION (or to stay professional): Lion el’Jonson, Perturabo, Rogal Dorn, Ferrus manus, Roboute Guilliman
TO KEEP THEIR S/O SAFE (and away from the public): Sanguinius, Angron, Mortarion, Corvus Corax, Apharius and Omegon
CAN'T GET THESE MEN OFF YOU (they are showing you off) : Fulgrim, Jaghatai khan, Leman Russ, Konrad Curze, Magnus the red, Horus, Lorgar, Vulkan
This is the second of the Imperial Apartment AU fics on how each primarch met their S/o's I keep it mostly gender neutral for y/n. No descriptions of how they look. for other fics I might write about them that might change idk
Summary: On New Years the Diner is filled with people and the new Line cook Angron has a small bonding moment with one of his co workers making him feel more at home at his new job.
Word count: 1997
The diner was completely full that night. It was New Years Eve and for some reason every single person in the city thought that spending the night in this shitty little diner was just the best idea. There were only about 3 of us on staff tonight. Carol, Ania and myself were rushing around on the blue tiled floor like our lives depended on it. The kitchen wasn’t fairing better then us. Only two of them showed up today and Angron spent most of the first hour of his shift yelling about the incompetence of the other line cooks. If I was in his position I would be yelling too.
He started here about a month ago and had to hire on a completely new kitchen staff. The last cook got into a huge fight with the owner and quit taking the kitchen staff with him. I am not sure who was right or what the fight was about but Carol had been there that day and said it was bad. About a week later we had a new head cook who was tasked with hiring a completely new staff.
I had never actually spoken to the man outside of work or even about anything work related. He was not from what I had experienced a patient man often getting worked up and yelling about stuff. Usually that would be enough for me to not like someone or to avoid them as much as possible but that man knew how to cook. On his first day he had come in early and made the whole staff breakfast and I am not sure what he put into those pancakes and eggs but it was the best food I had ever eaten. Customers were happy and business was booming. There were a few regulars who had been friends with the old cook who complained out of loyalty. That didn’t last very long as they kept coming by and eventually stopped complaining.
As I brought a table of four their drinks and took their order a group of what was probably 10 or so people walked into the diner. Ania sat them as I rushed around re-filling waters and making my way to the kitchen to punch in the orders I had gotten. The kitchen was chaos but also the most organized I had ever seen it. Angron and Theo rushed around calling out orders and plating dishes at such a fast rate it was almost as if a team of 10 was working tonight and not just two.
“By the way guys a 10 top just got sat!” I called out to the two of them. The only response I got was the sound of a pan hitting the grill extra hard and loud.
“FUCK!!” Screamed out at no one in particular. I gave a small smile as I left calling back to them.
“Sorry!” Leaving one chaos for another I greeted the 10 top and took their drink orders floating about the diner making sure everyone was happy and satisfied. The rest of the night was a bit of a blur. It hit midnight and cheers erupted through the diner and as the night went on people started filing out. Leaving only the few stragglers and the regulars who were here at 2 in the morning. My shift wasn’t going to be over for another 3 hours but I was finally allowed to go on break. Making myself and the cooks a cup of water I headed back into the kitchen.
“Happy new years boys.” I called out placing the water onto the counter. I got a quiet nod from Angron as he flipped some eggs and theo walked over to me taking a cup.
“Thanks y/n, On break?” I gave a small nod as I took a big sip of water. The water here was probably the best part of the job, it being so crisp and cold. “Is it still crazy out there or you think it will be just the regulars for the rest of the night?” I gave a small hum.
“Probably going to be a bit busier than normal with a few drunk teens popping in for breakfast at stupid hours but right now there is only Dave in his usual seat and a few tables. Yall should start taking your breaks now while we are slow. Don’t want to get blind sided by a rush when there is only one of you in the kitchen.”
“Ya your probs right.” Theo nodded at me as I headed past him. Moving quickly through the kitchen I made it to the back door. Pushing it open it took a bit of effort cause it had partially frozen shut. Making my way out into the small back alley I pulled out the pack of smokes from my front pocket. My shitty little lighter took a few tries to start up as my hands shivered in the winter cold. Finally getting my cig lit I took a long slow drag feeling the satisfying burn at the back of my throat. Letting it out in small oh rings. I had learned how to do that from my dad. It had been his favorite party trick.
Looking around the ally, if you could even call it that. The only way into this space was the back door to the diner. There was a fence on the far side leading to the street and the two buildings on either side. It was where we would store the kegs of beer and empty crates and bottles to get picked up each Monday. I took another drag of my cigarette watching as the little smoke rings floated up into the night sky. A shiver ran through me as I watched thick snow start to fall again. By the time we are leaving in the morning the city will probably be under a thick blanket of snow. This uniform was not made for the cold and I kind wish I had brought my jacket. But I had 15 minutes left of my break so I was not gonna bother going back inside.
Sitting down on the stack of milk crates that look like they have been here for decades I let out a content sigh. My feet were killing me. I can’t wait to get home and curl up warm in bed and sleep the rest of the day away. I have all tomorrow off and I needed to do groceries. Pulling out the tiny note pad from my front pocket I started making a list.
Cat food
Cheese
Bread
Cucumber
Sausa—
I stop midway through writing my list as the door beside me bursts open with enough force that it slammed against the wall. Angron stormed out into the ally letting the door fall shut behind him. I don’t think he noticed me cause as he stood in the middle of the ally gripping his head I could see a single tear leak out of his eye. His shoulders tensed as I gave a small cough. I wanted to let him know I was here without startling or upsetting him. We all knew of his head injury and how it affected him sometimes. It was the main reason for him not coming to work parties or out drinking afterwards. I think he is selfconscious about it and the symptoms he suffers from.
As he turned towards me I saw him wipe the stray tear from the corner of his eye. I made sure that I was looking up at the sky watching the spoke rings lifting off again. Not wanting to make him feel judged or watched. We locked eyes for a moment.
“Sorry.” His gruff voice warbled as he looked away. I gave a small shrug and another drag from the last embers of my cig before I dropped it to the ground. Pushing the large crate with my foot I gestured for him to sit.
“All good man…” There was a small moment where I hesitated but when he accepted my offer to sit I continued. “Rough night?”
He only gave a grunt and a small nod as a response bringing his large hand back up to his head trying to massage the pain away. Letting out a small hum and lean back against the cold wall of the building letting my head rest against it. Another chill runs through me as a gust of wind gets stuck in the ally.
The silence was nice, there was the quiet bustle of the people in the diner and the sound of the occasional car rolling down the street. Looking down at my watch I had about 5 minutes left of my break and I was going to savor them. Looking over to my right Angron sat on the large crate fiddling with his hands. We were not that close but I could practically feel the heat coming off of him. And he was blocking some of the wind which I was eternally grateful for. Watching him again he looked over at me opening his mouth as if to start speaking but no sound came out. He quickly looked away before shooting his head back to me.
“I am sorry about earlier!” He rushed the words out like it took him all the courage in the world to say. I was taken off guard unable to form a sentence as he stared at me with the saddest biggest eyes I had ever seen.
“I– What?” Was the only thing I could get out. He quickly looked down and away from me with what almost looked like a hint of blush dusting his cheeks.
“For yelling at you earlier.” His gruff voice was filled with such regret almost like he has done something unforgivable. There was a small pause before we both spoke at the same time.
“Honestly it isn’t a big deal, don't worry about it.”
“It was not meant to be directed at you but it was cruel”
I give a small laugh looking up at him with a smile.
“Angron it is okay. I promise.” he stares so intensely into my eyes as if trying to suss out if I was lying or not before tension releases from his shoulders. A visible puff of air floats up into the sky.
“We all have rough nights.” I give a small laugh at the memory that pops into my head.
“Just last week Theo found me sobbing in the walk in for god knows what. Gave the poor kid a good fright too. When I threw an onion at him when he opened the room.” I laugh quietly to myself and my heart almost stops when I hear a soft deep chuckle from beside me. “So don’t sweat it man we all have rough nights and with the rush we had I would have been swearing if I was in your position too.”
Looking down at my watch I realize I had already taken 2 extra minutes on my break. Standing up, I and probably the rest of the city heard my knees popping. I gave a small laugh headed towards the door.
“Y/n.” I heard him call out as I grabbed onto the door handle. Humming in response as I look back at him.
“Thank you.” I gave him a soft smile and nodded, pulling open the door. The bustle from inside fills the alley way as I locked eyes with him.
“I can’t believe they’re gone! They’re gone my love! And not even my father could bring them back!” Lorgar was clinging to you like a scared child. His whole world was breaking down and you were the only thing keeping him anchored to reality. “Please don’t let me go! Don’t let me go! Don’t leave me as well!” It was frightening to see a man as mighty as Lorgar break down. Thankfully, you were enough of a pillar to not let him completely fall apart.
“There, there my love…” You gently kissed the tattooed skin of his forehead, wiping a few of his tears away. “I’m not letting you go. Never. And I’m not leaving you either.”
Seeing him in such a desperate state nearly made you feel the smallest amount of guilt for killing Erebus and his adoptive father.
But only nearly.
Ok, not really.
Not at all, actually.
Still, seeing Lorgar upset was upsetting you as well. Though you knew this would pass. Time would heal all wounds, especially if you were there to kiss Lorgar’s scars. Just like you kissed the ones on his back. The ones delivered by Kor Phaeron himself. The ones you’ve traced in Lorgar’s sleep as you contemplated revenge against a man who raised the man you loved as a sheep he could sacrifice to chaos. But it wouldn’t happen. You cut off the serpents head before it had a chance to deliver the final dose of poison.
Lorgar would never know of chaos. Not as long as you lived. Both you and the emperor agree on that.
“Hush now. I’m never letting you go.” Your soft lips peppered butterfly kisses on his face. The taste of salt lingered on your lips, but it seemed to soothe him. Lorgar inhaled a shaky breath and rested his head in the crook of your neck, holding you in his lap like a stuffed toy.
“Do you promise?”
“I swear.” You planted one more kiss on his face, a shaky sigh escaped his lips. Yes. Some would call your actions manipulative and cruel, but to you? It was mercy. Lorgar deserved tenderness and love. Perhaps, your deeds were manipulative and in the eyes of many, they were downright wrong. But unlike Kor Phaeron and Erebus, your actions weren’t motivated by greed. They were motivated by love.
Love for the man who was never content with himself and saw sin in all of his actions. Love for the man who was once a little boy, back split open by a cat o’ nine tails for the sin of being a curious child. Love for the man they planned to destroy. Love for the soul you would heal, no matter the price. You looked at this poor, wounded man with new resolution and gently pressed your forehead against his.
This is the first of a few fanfics I have in the works for my Imperial Apartment AU. Each primarch is going to get an S/o it might just take me a while to write them all.
Summary: Working as an intern along side Sanguinius you begin to form a one sided rivalry and resentment towards him due to your crappy boss and just because of how perfect he is. How can one late night at the office change your relationship for the better.
(while technically they arn't meeting for the first time just roll with it!!!)
word count : 3670
The last credits I needed to final graduate were the 2 credits I would get from my internship at Imperial Co. I had gotten an internship working as an assistant helping the receptionists and around the office. A good chunk of my job was busy work and for the first few weeks it wasn’t too bad. I would help file reports and make coffee when asked. My boss was rather cold but everyone else at the office was nice. That was until HE started working with me. One of the CEO’s sons started working alongside me as an intern and honestly everything just started going down hill from there.
While my boss Jared was never very nice, almost the minute Sanguinius started Jared became completely insufferable. He would tell me wrong information and times so I would show up at the wrong time and look bad or he would say the cruelest things. Not only behind my back but to my face. I felt like I was back in high school being bullied again. There were a good amount of times I had left work in tears at the end of the day. And Sanguinius’s presents didn’t help at all. He was perfect at everything, never slipping up or making a mistake which only led Jared to continue comparing us but how am I supposed to compete with the CEO’s son. When he started here there was a huge kerfuffle about getting him a desk. Like the CEO and all his brothers Sanguinius was huge, probably standing a good 10 feet in height not counting the giant wings on his back. I was literally competing with an ANGEL! I am not usually a competitive person and in any other situation I think he and I could have been friends. But because this is for a class and Jared is the one doing my review every time Sanguinius does something perfect I end up looking like trash. If the review is bad they won’t give me the credits for the class and I won't be able to graduate.
I can’t bring myself not to resent Sanguinius for being here. He is the CEO’s son. It feels almost patronizing that he would be an intern when he could just go straight to the top like his other brothers. I know that there is probably something about earning his place in the company but to be in a low position job for some moral reason and not only because he has to really pisses me off. What is the absolute worst thing though is that he is so nice. He always greets me when he comes into the office. A few weeks ago I forgot to get my usual coffee and when he went on his lunch break he went and got me one. And literally from that day on he has brought me a coffee every single day. I feel like such a bad person everytime he is nice to me because I have diary pages full of angry rants about him. Our desks are right next to each other. It is a really funny sight actually cause his desk is a standing desk that has been raised all the way along with a lifted work space on top. Making my normal desk look like something for a child. Because of his wings he can’t sit in a regular desk chair and so he sits on an extremely large custom built pouf.
This morning I got into the office early cause the team has been working on a really big project recently and with that I have been given more responsibilities. The main one is transcribing notes. Yesterday I sat at my desk with my headphones on typing out notes for the meetings from the last few weeks. I was at work until around 3am last night and when I finally walked home I was only able to get about an hour of sleep before I had to be up and ready for work today. So to say I am tired is an understatement. Jared has said that they need 4 months worth of meetings transcribed by the end of the week and I was only told about this yesterday and today is Thursday.
I placed my headphones on my head and cracked open my energy drink before opening my laptop and beginning transcribing. It is around 6am now so no one is due in the office for another 3 hours. I should be able to get one of the meetings finished before I have to do the rest of my job helping out around the office.
9am
People start pouring into the office just as I am finishing up the first meeting’s transcript.
“One down and only sixteen more to go.” I mumble to myself as I stretch in my chair. Grabbing my now empty energy drink can I get up and take the small walk from my desk past Jared’s office to the breakroom where the main trash can off the office is. Walking back to my desk I have the pleasure of running into Jared as he unlocks his office.
“Already taking a break y/n?” He sneers and shakes his head. “This office does not run on laziness, you are not pretty enough to be slacking off like this, get back to your desk, those transcripts aren't going to write themselves.” He says it with such casualness that I almost missed the jab at my looks. It honestly hurts more being said as a passing comment then it would if he had just called me ugly. He went into his office, closing the door and I took a deep breath.
“I have too much work to do today to let this upset me.” I mumbled to myself as I headed back to my desk. As I turn the corner I see a large mass of feathers sitting at the desk next to me. On my approach he turned towards me with a smile and a cup of coffee in hand. He placed it on my desk as he greeted me.
“Good morning Y/n! How are you doing?” plopping down onto my desk I let out a small sigh.
“Tired… but okay. You?” When I am not filled with loathing. I liked to watch his wings while we talked because there is something so endearing about the way they puff up with excitement whenever I ask him even the smallest questions. I startled him once and like a cat his wings puffed up to almost twice the size. Along with that his face turned a bright shade of red. He made me promise not to ever do that again cause he had broken one of the windows in the office.
“I am doing really well this morning.” he beamed, wings puffing up a little. “I am sorry you are tired. Did you not get a good night’s sleep?” I felt deep shame crawling up my back at the mere idea of telling him I had to stay late at the office cause I wasn’t able to get my work done. So I just gave a small nod and mumbled.
“Ya something like that.” I reached forward for the steaming cup of coffee, taking a small sip of it. I hummed happily, sinking more into my chair. “Mmm thank you Sanguinius.” I smiled softly at him. Usually I would only give a curt thank you but I was so tired that the coffee genuinely felt like a life saver. I could have sworn I saw a small blush creeping onto his face but honestly I am so tired I could be hallucinating. Okay time to get back to work there is so much to do and so little time.
5 pm
Heavy footsteps knocked me out of my focused state. I hadn't noticed that over the course of the day I had not moved from my desk once. My stomach grumbled and my head spun a bit as two large men turned the corner. I hadn’t met them before but everyone knew who they were. Rogal Dorn and Roboute Guilliman, the COO and the CFO, walked towards me. Obviously they were here for Sanguinius but the sheer panic that shot through me could have given me a heart attack if my heart wasn't too tired to beat fast. I didn’t know how to act around then so I just kept my head down. I meant to get back to working on the transcripts but I kept having to rewind the audio because I couldn’t focus. The 3 monstrously huge men stood behind me talking and the quiet rumbling of my stomach. I switched tasks to the large stack of reports that had been left over the course of the day.
Sanguinus stood amongst his brothers talking when Jared came around the corner. Popping my head up I see the most panicked expression on his face as he realized who was in our little cubical area.
“Mr. Dorn! Mr. Gilliman It is a pleasure to see you. What brings you to my little part of the office?” The slight temple in his voice was amusing if my hands had almost not been shaking. They had never done anything to warrant fear in the office Mr. Gilliman was known to be rather kind even but to have all three of them in one room together was so very intimidating.
“We were just informing our brother here that father has called a family meeting and that we will be taking him for the rest of the day.” Mr. Dorn spoke with a formality that left no room for questioning and I could see the twitch in Jared’s left eye that betrayed his anger.
“Of course, I hope you all have a good rest of your evening.” The three men headed out after that right as they were turning the corner. Sanguinius turned back to me with a small smile.
“Goodnight y/n see you tomorrow.” I gave back a weak and tired wave as he turned the corner.
“Good night” Right next to me I could practically feel the suffocation energy of Jared as he took two steps closer to my desk.
“Just because he is gone for the evening does not mean you get to leave early.” he sneered looking over my desk. “Look at this, you haven't even done the reports yet! What have you been doing all day?” I curl in on myself as I try to keep the tears at bay.
“Sir I was working on the Transcr—” He cut me off this a wave of his hand.
“I DON’T employ slackers so you need to get everything on my desk by tomorrow morning or you are fired.” My mouth fell open as I looked up at him in shock.
“But… but sir…” I tried to protest but he already started walking off. “I thought I had until Sunday." I whispered the last part to myself as I slumped into my chair. There is no way I am getting this done if I go home tonight so I guess I am pulling another all night.
Standing up from my desk I stretch my back only mid way through the stretch I start getting light headed. Okay I need some food. I head down the hall spreading past Jared's office hoping to not be seen and make my way to the elevator. I take the small trip down to the first floor and to the small corner store across the street. The old man behind the counter gave me a smile as I walked in. I returned it with a nod heading over to the fridges and grabbing myself two more energy drinks along with a sandwich. I paid for my items and quickly headed back up to my desk. I had an impossible amount of work to do so I cracked open my drink and I got back to work nibbling on my sandwich while I buried myself in the work.
12 am
Around 6 hours had passed by the time I made it about a third of the way through my work for the night. I opened my other energy drink taking a big drink from it when I saw the lights in the hall turn on. I was too tired to pay much attention to it. They were motion-sensored and it was probably just the night security guard doing his rounds. I rubbed my tired eyes trying to get them to focus back onto the screen. I was so focused on staying awake to do more work that I didn’t notice that my name was being called. So I jumped almost completely out of my chair when I felt a large hand land on my shoulder.
“Y/n?” spinning around I look up to see Sanguinius with a confused and worried expression on his face.
“Sanguinius?? Why are you here it is super late?” I asked, shocked that he was back here at all. The last thing I would want is to be here at this time.
“I left my bag here and I could ask you the same thing y/n. Why are you still here?” I gave a tired sigh pointing back at the piles of papers all over my desk and my open laptop that was begging for death just as much as I was.
“Jared moved the date I needed everything done by up to Friday from sunday when it was originally due” I let my head fall onto my desk as I looked up at him. “I am so screwed. If I don’t get this done in time he has threatened to fire me.”
“FIRE YOU” Flabbergasted his wings puff up in anger. The feather reached the ceiling and for the first time I noticed feathers puffing up around his ears. Where else does this guy have feathers?
“Why would he fire you?” I gave an annoyed shrug.
“Idk maybe because he hates me, or the fact that he is the biggest misogynist I have ever met.” I covered my eyes, pulling my hands down my face. Reaching out I take a big sip of my energy drink.
“How many of those have you had today?” Sanguinius asked, picking up the empty can. Turning it over in his hands reading the back.
“I don’t know, maybe like 3 or 4. Why?” I look back down at my computer as I start to work again.
“THREE OF FOUR?!!!!!” He exclaimed. “YOU ARE ONLY SUPPOSED TO HAVE 1 A DAY.”
“Ya ya and I am also supposed to sleep more than 2 hours a night but here we are.” I snapped back. “Sorry” I mumble signing again. “I am just going to keep working. I need to get this done.” Placing my headphones back onto my head I started transcribing again. A large hand reaches over onto my deck taking some of the reports I need to file.
“What are you doing?”
“I am helping. Send over some of the audio recordings so I can help with it.” He smiled down at me.
“You really don’t have to Sanguinius.” I mumble averting my eyes.
“I know but I want to help.”
“Thank you” I give him a small smile and for the next 5 hours we work next to each other in near complete silence.
5 AM
“Finally done.” I yawned, stretching backwards in my chair and in a singular moment I was tipping over headed straight for the flour. In a bang I hit the floor catching Sanguinius’s attention. Looking up at him the exhaustion finally got the best of me and I just started to laugh and laugh and laugh. I was unable to stop laughing and he joined in as well.
“You okay down there?” he laughed out. Slowly getting off the floor I nodded.
“Ya I am all good. Just tired.” Looking down at my watch to check the time. “Fuck.” I mumble this day just keeps getting better.
“What is wrong y/n?” he asked.
“The buses start at 6 and by the time I get home I will just have to come right back here… and I am hungry.” I groan. “No point in heading home now. Guess it is stale bagels in the breakroom for breakfast again.”
“There is a 24 hour breakfast place near my apartment. If you want we could go get some food there and if you wanted you could take a shower at my place.” He offers and his cheeks quickly turn a bright shade of pink. “Only if you want to of course.” I thought about it for a moment and my cheeks started heating up the same as his.
“That would honestly be really great.” I smiled at him. Gathering all our items we headed to the elevator. In this moment I had realized that never before have we been in the elevator together because the moment we got in there I was pressed against the wall with a face full of feathers.
“Um… Sanguinius…” He looked down on me and frantically started to move his wing out of the way apologizing.
“Oh Throne I am so sorry, these wings can be such a hassle.” In a flash I was no longer pressed against the wall but I was being held in the air against his chest. The rapid beating of my heart was so loud in my own ear I bet he could hear it. Or maybe he would have been able too if his heart wasn’t beating just as fast. I could feel it as he held me to his chest. Looking up at his face he was looking away with a bright unmistakable blush on his face.
“I hope this is alright, and that I have not made you uncomfortable.” A small smile crossed my face as I looked up at him. He truly was very beautiful, smooth and tanned skin, A prominent and straight nose with piercing golden eyes. He looked down at me before quickly turning away with a brighter blush. My smile widened as I noticed that the feathers I had seen behind his ears before puffed up again as his ears turned a bright shade of red.
The elevator doors opened and he walked out into the deserted lobby area. He started to head for the door as if on auto pilot seeming to forget I was in his arms.
“Um Sanguinius.” His head tilts a little as he hums in acknowledgement. I chuckle a bit. “While I am exhausted I think I am still able to walk.” His head shoots down towards me finally noticing that I was still held to his chest.
“Oh… oh my gosh I am so sorry.” He fumbled over his words as he placed me gently onto the floor. “Sorry.” he mumbled one last time before we started heading out to the breakfast place he spoke of.
At Denny’s (yes it still exists)
I sat on one of the bar stools in the corner of the restaurant with Sanguinius next to me. His wings were relaxed out behind up being the only people in the Diner. One of them was extended behind me in almost a shielding manner.
“What are you thinking about getting? Cause I am in the mood for pancakes.” I asked him.
“I think I might get their 3 egg plate with pancakes as well. It looks so good.” he hummed.
The waiter had come over to take our orders as we fell into easy conversation. Talking about anything and everything. We talked about our families and where we grew up. The more we talked the more my secret loathing for him dissolves. By the time the food got to us the thought of hating him was a distant memory. And I was filled with intense amounts of shame and guilt over having judged him so quickly. Exhaustion catching up to both of us we ate our meal in peaceful silence. I kept sneaking glances of him even in the dim light of a 24 hour diner he seemed to glow.
After finishing my Pancakes I pushed the plate to the side. Letting out a big yawn I rest my head against the bar looking up at him. Honestly I could pass out right here. My eyes started to close no matter how hard I fought them open. My whole body felt heavy as I dozed off sitting in that small diner. Suddenly a large hand landed on my back. Looking up, Sanguinius stood next to me looking like he was ready to leave. He extended his hand out for me to take with a smile.
“Come on Darling, You can’t sleep here.” I gave a small nod taking his hand as we exited the building. It was a short walk down the street barely 10 minutes but throughout it I never let go of his hand. Didn’t even think about it.
We eventually made it to his apartment and I didn’t even have time to look around the main room much until he led me into his bedroom. He sat me down on his bed taking off my shoes with such care.
“Sleep here for a while, I will wake you up before work.” He whispered softly to me as I lay down looking up at him. He turned towards the door and I am not sure what compelled me or what made me so bold but I reached out and grabbed onto his hand. He turned back to me as I whispered.
“Stay” I wasn’t even awake for long enough to know if he did listen to my silly little request. But he did, and he sat there next to me on the bed gently playing with my hair and holding my hand as I slept.
Maybe the rest of this internship isn't going to be as bad as I had originally thought.
(I hope yall enjoyed that some fic let me know who to write for next I am thinking probably The Lion, Angron or Mortarion)
Curze’s watching Lyra talk to Sanguinius, not really paying attention to anything else. No one really cares to make conversation with the Night Haunter at a fancy party, anyway. Most people are surprised he even showed up at all, until they see the small redhead dressed in dark blue and go ‘ah that’s it.’
It also doesn’t matter what the two of them are talking about, it’s that Sanguinius is talking to his wife. The perfect angel who can get anyone he wants, who has women pining for him, writing love letters, and throwing themselves at his feet… and he’s talking to HIS WIFE. The more logical part of his mind (yes, she beat that into him) Curze is aware his wife is incredibly faithful and just being “kind”. It’s times like these though that he hates how kind his wife is. She can entertain so many people without a second thought that they may have nefarious intentions. She is so small, compared to most of the men here. They COULD just pick her up and haul her off without a second thought. Especially Sanguinius, if he wanted to. But also, who WOULDN’T be so enamored with Lyra to want to have her for himself? If Sanguinius knows how Curze is watching him, looking at them, he doesn’t seem to notice. That’s fine, though.
Wait. What’s that? She is…smiling. AND LAUGHING?!
SANGUINIUS IS MAKING LYRA SMILE AND LAUGH?!
He can’t do that! She can’t laugh like that…can she?
At this point, the stink-eye/hyper-vigilance has triggered Curze’s mental alarm bells to go “EVACUATE! EVACUATE!”
Conversely, seemingly almost from out of nowhere, Lyra’s husband is swooping in, picking her up, and angrily hauling her off to go home.
(Lyra probably suggested he stick beside her at the beginning, but nooooooo. He didn’t want to get pulled into dull conversations with people he didn’t like. So now, he gets to sulk in the corner being paranoid and working himself into a tizzy)
Her being more pissed that he didn’t just tell her that he wanted to leave . Then actually having to leave. Now for the next few months she has to reassure everyone one that her husband didn’t kidnapped her and that he isn’t trying to kill her.
Lady curze: He just has issues I promise. I am perfectly safe. 😅
Konrad: I don’t have issues 😤
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