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She/her. Slow updating. Phainon's simp. He is just sooo..... beautiful *English is not my native language so I'm for possible mistakes

[shalfeis]

Through the structures of reality

HSR x Backrooms

Modern AU! Phainon x reader

previous chapter -> Chapter 2

Chapter 3

You've been walking for a very long time. You lost count of the rooms somewhere in the third decade. The yellow color of the cheap wallpaper was gradually starting to put pressure on your eyes, and you were already slightly dizzy from it. You didn't want to talk anymore: the stale, dry air dried your throat, and the incessant, nasty hum of the lamps above your head clogged all your thoughts.

Phainon has never let go of your hand. His fingers remained warm, and that gentle, firm grip was your only salvation. From time to time, he would squeeze your hand lightly, just to remind you that he was there.

This maze wasn't exactly the same. The further you went, the more strange rooms you came across.

First, you crossed a huge hall where the ceiling went far up, disappearing into the darkness. Old, broken wires hung from it. They were barely swaying, although there was no draft in this place. Then there were narrow, stuffy corridors where the walls squeezed so tightly that you had to walk sideways, brushing your shoulders against the rough yellow wallpaper.

Then the layout became completely wrong. You went out into a room where the floor was sloping like a steep slide, and it was hard to walk on it — your legs quickly began to get tired. In the corner of this room, right under the ceiling, there was an empty doorway. There was no floor behind it, just a cliff leading to an identical yellow room on the level below.

"Be careful. Watch your step." Phainon's soft, velvety voice sounded very soft.

He gently held you by the waist, helping you to avoid this dangerous gap. His clear blue eyes looked at you with such infinite concern that the sticky fear receded for a moment. He exuded comfort and protection. It was obvious that Phainon was tired too, but he stoically endured this madness, not allowing himself a single moment of weakness so that you could lean on him.

You turned into another corridor. The carpet underfoot has become wet here. Every step made an unpleasant, squelching sound. The air was heavy, and it smelled of wet wool and old plaster.

Right in the middle of the next room was a lone school chair, covered with a layer of dust. On it lay an open notebook with yellowed pages.

You wanted to come closer, but Phainon gently held your shoulder, blocking you. He examined the chair carefully. You peered over his back and felt a chill run through your skin: all the pages of the notebook were covered to the very bottom with the same phrase, written out by someone's trembling hand: "It's close." An old cell phone with a cracked screen was lying on the floor nearby. Its plastic body was literally flattened, as if it had been hit by something very heavy.

The realization that you are not the first here, and that someone before you was just as desperately looking for a way out, settled like an icy wave in your chest. It got really creepy. It seemed that someone was watching you from the darkness of each new doorway. The hum of the lamps, as luck would have it, grew louder and louder, turning into an aggressive buzzing that made ears pop.

You went through two more corridors when the Phainon stopped abruptly.

His fingers clenched convulsively on your palm. All his gentleness instantly evaporated. Without wasting a second, he pulled you over the ledge of the curved wall, literally pressing your back into the yellow wallpaper, and put his index finger to his lips.

You froze, afraid to even breathe.

The hum of the lamps faded into the background for a moment, because literally behind the next wall — just a couple of rooms away from you — there was an alien, wet, rustling sound. It was as if something heavy and sticky was slowly dragging on the damp floor, leaving a trail behind it. And then there was a soft, unnatural grinding sound, as if dry bones were rubbing against each other with force.

The creature walked around room after room. And it was moving right towards you.

Terror has frozen your body, and there is nothing left to breathe. You looked at Phainon in fright. He smoothly got down on one knee in front of you, gently covered your mouth with his warm palm, completely muffling your rapid breathing, and bent down to your ear.

"Let's go, just be quiet," he said in a barely perceptible whisper.

[shalfeis]

Through the structures of reality

HSR x Backrooms

Modern AU! Phainon x reader

previous chapter -> Chapter 1

Chapter 2

The shock of the fall was gradually replaced by a ringing, oppressive silence, broken only by that unbearable hum. Phainon slowly stood up first, still holding your hand, and then carefully helped you up, gently brushing off your shoulder.

"Phainon... It can't be," your voice trembled. "We were just there. At the checkout. The cart... The items you selected... Where did they go?"

Phainon didn't respond immediately. He approached the wall, placed his palm against it, and then lightly tapped the wallpaper. The sound was solid and dull. It was a real, solid wall. There were no hidden doors or decorations.

Then he took his phone out of his pocket. You did the same. Both screens stubbornly displayed an empty network icon, and the clock numbers were frozen.

"My phone doesn't have a signal. And the time... The clock has stopped," you whispered, feeling a cold ball of panic growing inside you. "What is this place? Is this some kind of stupid prank?"

Phainon turned to you. His face was still pale, but his blue eyes were filled with a surprising, enveloping softness. He walked closer and gently took both of your hands. His warm grip helped you regain your composure and feel the ground beneath your feet.

"Listen to me," his voice was very even and convincing. "This is too big for a prank. We fell through the floor, I saw it with my own eyes. The space here is... just different. We need to accept it."

"What should we do?" You looked up at him, your eyes full of fear and hope. "Should we scream? Should we call for help?"

"I don't think it's worth it," Phainon shook his head, a faint, reassuring smile on his lips. He leaned slightly towards you, looking into your eyes. "If we start shouting, we'll only waste our energy and strain our voices. Besides, we don't know who might hear us within these walls. The eerie hum of the lamps drowns out any sound, and we can barely hear ourselves."

You swallowed back the tears that threatened to spill, trying to absorb his calmness. His aura acted as a protective dome against the chilling horror.

"So we're just going to stay here?" Are we going to wait until they find us? You asked softly.

"Waiting here is a waste of time," Phainon said softly. He gently stroked your hand with his thumb. "We don't have any water or food, and the supermarket is far behind us. Sitting still and panicking is the easiest option, but we'll take a different path. We need to keep moving. There's always a way out of a maze. If we can get in, we can get out."

His confidence, devoid of any pathos and imbued with genuine concern, had a sobering effect. You took a deep breath, forcing yourself to regain control of your emotions.

— Okay. You're right. Let's look for a way out.

Phainon smiled reassuringly, and there was a warm pride in his eyes for your resilience. He grabbed your hand, intertwining his fingers tightly with yours. "Stay close to me. Look at your feet, and most importantly, try not to listen to the noise. Think about something else. Remember when Adventurine tried to convince Professor Ratio last week that probability theory was just a matter of luck?

You smiled faintly, remembering the professor's indignant face. Phainon had done it on purpose: he was talking your ear off, distracting you from the terrifying reality, remaining your only guide in this yellow madness.

Only then did you move forward, slowly venturing into an endless, frightening labyrinth.

next chapter -> Chapter 3

[shalfeis]

Through the structures of reality

HSR x Backrooms

Modern AU! Phainon x reader

a/n: hi! I was sitting around on my phone, and then I thought, what if I wrote a Backrooms-themed fic? And here we are. I hope you enjoy it! Btw, reader and Phainon are both students :>

Chapter 1

Outside the coffee shop's panoramic window, an autumn rain was falling. Large tears of rainwater streaked down the glass, breaking the neon signs of the evening city into hundreds of colorful reflections. Inside the shop, the air was filled with the scent of freshly ground coffee, cinnamon, and old paper. It was your favorite place, always quiet, with the soft, dim lighting of the floor lamps creating a cozy and isolated atmosphere.

You and Phainon had been sitting at a corner table for three hours. You had a stack of history lecture notes in front of you, but your studies were progressing slowly.

"You're frowning again," Phainon said in a soft, velvety voice.

You looked up from your notes and met his warm, inviting gaze. Phainon tilted his head slightly to the side, a subtle, gentle smile playing on his lips. He always exuded an extraordinary sense of calm. He had an uncanny ability to make any worries fade away, as if he were a safe harbor in the midst of a storm.

"I just don't understand this chapter," you sighed, rubbing your temples wearily. "The letters are already blurring."

Phainon chuckled softly, a pleasant, lulling sound. He carefully pulled your notebook closer, turning it towards him, and tapped the tip of his pencil against the intricate diagram.

"It's simpler than it seems. Let me explain it again from the beginning," his voice was so soothing that you couldn't help but relax your shoulders. For a moment, his fingers accidentally brushed against your palm as he handed you a pencil. The warmth of his touch sent a pleasant flutter through your chest.

You sat there for about half an hour, while Phainon patiently and gently explained the difficult terms. Finally, he closed his notebook.

"I think that's enough for today. You've done a great job. Let's pack up and stop by the grocery store on the first floor. My mom asked me to pick up some things for dinner, and you might as well grab something to eat before bed."

You happily agreed. You packed your textbooks into your backpacks, went down to the ground floor of the building where the large supermarket was located, and took a shopping cart. Phainon walked slowly between the rows. He chose the food with his usual care: carefully checking the expiration dates, carefully putting everything in the cart, turning around to you from time to time and gently asking if you wanted anything.

You reached the farthest, half-empty wing of the store, where household goods were sold. For some reason, it was suspiciously empty, and the usual music from the supermarket's speakers suddenly stopped.

"Hm, that's strange," you remarked as Phainon stopped near a long rack of laundry detergents. "It looks like they're renovating here. Look."

In front of you, right between two tall shelves, there was a strange opening instead of the usual concrete wall. There was no door, just a narrow corridor with old, faded yellow wallpaper on the walls. A monotonous, barely audible electric hum came from the depths of the passage.

"It's really strange. Let's not go there, just in case," Phainon smiled softly, and warm sparks flashed in his eyes. "Let's go to the ticket office instead, we still have to study for the exam."

He gently touched your elbow, about to turn the cart around. But for some reason you were slow. Your gaze seemed to be drawn to this strange yellow corridor. It seemed to you that in the depths of it, in the midst of absolute silence, there was a faint, barely noticeable gleam — as if someone had turned on the phone screen.

Curiosity was stronger than caution.

"Wait a second, I'll just take a look," you said quietly.

Before Phainon could stop you, you took a step forward, entering this strange passage.

"Hey, where are you going, Y/n? Wait," Phainon sighed. There was a soft, almost parental acceptance of your adventurous spirit in his voice. He left the cart and confidently followed you down the hallway, reaching out to grab your shoulder.

You took another step deeper... and in that moment, the floor beneath your foot simply disappeared.

You didn't stumble or fall; you literally sank through the solid tiles, as if they had become transparent like smoke. A scream caught in your throat. Phainon, who was standing right next to you, reacted instantly, lunging forward and wrapping his arms tightly around your waist in an attempt to hold you up. However, an unknown force also pulled him down. For a brief moment, the world blurred into yellow streaks, and all the sounds of the store ceased abruptly, leaving you with a wild sensation of falling into nothingness.

You both came to your senses at the same time, inhaling sharply in the stuffy, dry air.

You found yourself sitting on the floor, with Phainon holding you in his arms, his breath coming in short pants, shielding you from the unknown. His face was slightly pale as he pulled back to examine you, but his clear blue eyes remained calm and focused.

He gently touched your cheek, helping you to recover.

"Are you all right?" His pleasant, velvety voice was quiet, but it was filled with so much enveloping warmth and genuine concern that the approaching panic subsided a little. "Y/n, look at me. It's okay, I'm here. Did you hit yourself?"

"I... I don't think so," you whispered, swallowing hard. You looked around, and your heart sank.

The supermarket has disappeared. You were sitting on an old, damp carpet that exuded a faint smell of dampness. There was an endless expanse of empty rooms with strange, crooked walls covered with sickly yellow wallpaper. And there were rows of fluorescent lights right above your heads. They burned with an unnaturally bright light and hummed loudly, monotonously, clogging up all thoughts.

You turned back frantically. But there was only a solid, blank yellow wall behind you. There was no way out.

next chapter -> Chapter 2

[shalfeis]

I really like your hsr character as a cat can you do the other way around?

Like reader as their cat 👀?

cat!reader x astral express

possible ooc

The Astral Express often travels to a variety of places and planets, and it's no secret that the crew finds interesting curiosities, things, and so on from time to time. Or the residents themselves bring unusual items as a thank you.

Actually, this time you and the other crew members helped one merchant, and he showered you with thanks and gave you a whole box of various cool things.

Some were very ordinary and nondescript, others were a little more interesting. But what caught your attention the most was an amulet with a blue gemstone. Surprisingly, it perfectly matched your image, as if it was originally made especially for you.

You calmly walked with him all day and at some point began to feel strange. The last thing you remember is going to your room. You woke up on the floor, fumbling with your paws and meowing, instead of talking normally.

What happened next?

March 7 was the first to discover that you were missing. Although, like, she was just walking towards you, as you had agreed to spend the night, and found you. At first she didn't understand where the cat was coming from on board the train, but from your desperate attempts to explain and reactions, she guessed what was what.

She thinks you're charming. She didn't stop chirping about how cute you were and took a whole bunch of photos non-stop. You're afraid that the camera might run out of memory. And when she heard you meowing and purring softly from her caresses, that's it, March grabbed the blow. It's too charming.

Caelus didn't help either. He flew into March's room, saying something about trash and a recently released game along the way, and fell silent when he saw you. After a moment of hesitation, he joined March. Caelus wouldn't be Caelus if he didn't tease you and act like you're really a cat instead of a human in a cat's body.

Of course, it was fun with these two, but this situation started to bother you. I would like to get my original body back. But you couldn't not take advantage of your situation. So while March and Caelus were distracted by an argument about some nonsense, you slipped through the door and headed for the only sane person on the express.

To whom? That's right, to Dan Heng. Since Himeko and Welt were away because they were away on business, you could only count on him.

You prayed to find him in the archive, and fortunately, the eons heard you. He was sorting through the data when you snuck into his room. You gently touched his hand, and he was surprised to find a cat in his room.

- Hmm? Hmm, I don't remember that we took animals on an express train - Dany picked you up and began to examine you.

It didn't take him long to put two and two together and realize that you were in front of him.

Before he could come up with a plan of action, Caelus and March 7 came to him with a very guilty look, crying that they had lost you. However, they quickly calmed down when they saw you in Dan Heng's arms.

- Y/n, that's not fair! We almost had a heart attack! - Caelus looked offended and relieved at the same time.

- Exactly! You need to warn us before you go anywhere in this state! - March was indignant, although she gradually calmed down that you were okay.

You, as is typical of a cat, turned away from them, wagging your tail. You also made yourself more comfortable at Dan Heng's. The three of you started a playful altercation, which caused the archivist to smile slightly. He was definitely enjoying this situation.

After calming down, they began to discuss what to do. Having made the most reasonable decision, Dan Heng contacted that merchant and began to ask about this amulet. As it turned out, he did not think that there was still energy in the amulet, so he gave it as a gift. Fortunately, the amulet's effect doesn't last longer than a day, so all you have to do is wait.

Although, sitting back and doing nothing is too boring, isn't it? That's what you thought, and you decided to have a pajama party in Dan Heng's room (not that he was against it). After a few hours, you were completely exhausted and fell asleep.

Upon returning to the train, Himeko and Welt found the four of you sleeping with your arms around each other. They giggled and decided not to wake you up, quietly going to another place to discuss a recent trip.

a/n: I thought it would be a bit boring to write as reader is a cat of the characters, as I did before, only the other way around, so this came out.

[shalfeis]

love your writing about hsr characters as a cat can we have more of them please 😭🙏🏻?

reader x jiaoqiu, castorice, sunday + robin (separately)

possible ooc

part 1, part 2, part 3

Jiaoqiu

Your most (not)calm and most cunning cat. If you have other pets, he gets along well with them.

He likes his food to be at least a little more spicy than it should be. One day, he managed to steal a couple of hot chili peppers and added them to his main "dish." I take it it's logical that he then lay with indigestion and suffered?

He's crazy about cooking in general, so you cook exclusively with him. However, you need to make sure that he doesn't bring anything sharp to your hand. But hey, it's fun to cook with him.

Once you were cooking soup and you had to step back, and you jokingly told Jiaoqiu to meow if the soup started to boil. What was your surprise when he actually came and started meowing and the soup was boiling. You looked at him a little askance.

He has a very fluffy coat. Like, really. Especially the tail. He had to buy a lot of hair care products: shampoos, conditioners, various balms. But it's worth it, after a couple of hours after bathing and spa treatments, it looks like it's from an exhibition. P. S. He is calm about bathing.

If this guy does something wrong, in most cases he can get away with it. You swear that you sometimes notice his smirking gaze.

If you are working, he will sit next to you in the loaf position and wait patiently. Your movies go like this - you're sitting on the couch, and Jiaoqiu is lying on your lap. Go to bed with your arms around each other. Bonus points for fluffiness and quiet purring. You don't want to get out of bed afterwards.

When you feel bad or sad, he comes up to you, purrs and licks your face. You hug him, and after a while you feel better.

He treats visitors neutrally. He will either lazily sit on the couch and watch them, or he will sit next to you in the loaf position.

You love and appreciate each other very much. Like, really.

Castorice

A very affectionate and sweet cat. At first, she shunned you when you took her from the orphanage, but gradually warmed up to you. She started answering to her name and "talking" to you.

She's well-mannered, so she has her place at the table. You have breakfast, lunch and dinner together.

She loves it when you brush her fur. You bought her a nice comb that doesn't scratch her skin. Castorice purrs softly because she likes it when you pay attention to her.

She is not afraid of water because she is a strong girl. The same goes for cutting claws and going to the vet.

You once bought a small crown, put it on Castorice's head and shaped it. Now this photo is on your phone wallpaper. She looks so adorable that you can't resist taking a couple of photos.

She usually treats guests neutrally, but if she notices that you're uncomfortable, she'll glare at that person until he feels uncomfortable. But the most interesting thing is that when you look at her, she looks like a little angel. This man, suddenly fearing for his life, hurriedly leaves the house, and you exhale with relief.

Castorice loves to cuddle with you. Whether it's cooking, watching movies, doing work, or reading a book, she'll be there for you. She's not obtrusive, she's just like that.

So that she won't be lonely while you're away, you made her a plush cat. Sometimes when you come home, you find her sleeping and hugging this toy.

Castorice has become very attached to you, as well as you to her. One could only dream of a better life.

Sunday + Robin

Do you know these "take one item, get another as a gift" promotions? We can say that this case is about them. Your furry little siblings were overexposed at first, and then they stayed at your home.

Robin is a little more playful than her older brother, and a little more talkative. Sunday is more collected, but this does not negate the fact that he also likes to chat from time to time.

They listen to you attentively when you can't contain your emotions and you just need to tell someone about what happened. And how can you resist when you have two wonderful listeners?

Your water treatments are quite fun, although sometimes they take a long time. They play with water and bubbles, and of course they play with you. Then they relax in a soft towel in your arms and gently dry.

They have the right balanced diet, and sometimes you buy them treats. They also have some cool toys.

Siblings once fell asleep hugging each other on your bed. You took a picture of them before they woke up, and put the photo on your desktop.

They immediately notice the difference in your behavior and feelings. Therefore, to make you feel better, they will come up to you and start purring. It relieves all stress immediately.

They react differently to the guests. If Robin can get to know a person there, or greet them, then Sunday keeps his distance and makes sure that this/these person/ people do not try to harm his family members (Robin and you).

You're also traveling together. You save up a certain amount of money and when you have a vacation, you go to different places with your cats. Once you were at the sea, in the forest on a picnic and many other places. They are very comfortable to ride with, you definitely won't get bored.

These siblings love you very much, and so do you. There is always a cozy and peaceful atmosphere in your home.

[shalfeis]

😳Hey I really like your cat headcanon , wonder if you will do it again with another character like mydei,anaxa and the other character from amphoreus or other character from other planet 🤔

I'm glad you liked it. It's been a while since I posted something, so you gave me some inspiration, I'm sorry if it took a long time.

possible ooc, and that's all, ig

reader x anaxa, mydei, march 7 (separately)

part 1, part 2, part 3

Anaxagoras

A fairly calm and non-confrontational cat. If you have other pets, then he treats them neutrally. Anaxa also generally doesn't make you uncomfortable.

He treats water procedures quite normally. He understands the need for it himself, even if he doesn't always like it.

Definitely picky about food. God forbid you give him the wrong brand of food, you'll get the most judgmental look in the world. He will pointedly turn away after that and go somewhere.

Anaxa watches various courses and webinars with you, and very carefully. He expresses his displeasure if he notices that the "teacher" is saying some nonsense unrelated to the lesson. For example, he will wag his tail irritably or snort.

And yes, you won't be able to shirk work with him. He starts looking at you so disapprovingly that you start feeling guilty. But hey, look at it this way! You just don't have deadlines, because all the work is done on time, and from time to time you get a pretty good bonus for it.

He's not the most talkative, but when he wants to get your attention, he meows softly and waves his paw. When he does that, your heart melts, he looks so charming. Bonus points for an eye patch.

He has a habit of coming to you late at night and going to sleep next to you and purring softly, and early in the morning he gets up and returns to his couch. You wouldn't even know about it if you hadn't woken up in the middle of the night one day. You were sure he was spending the whole night on the couch! What a tricky one.

Anaxa is not the best in terms of comfort or support, but nevertheless he will be there for you until you feel better. While you're spilling out everything that's bothering you, he listens to you carefully. After that, he will snuggle up to you a little, making it clear that he is near. It helps tremendously.

Anyway, either you have a bad memory, or he has too good a memory. He's constantly helping you find things, like house keys or a second glove, which for some reason is always missing. And he ALWAYS finds the things you need.

As for strangers in your home, it's a little difficult. He usually stays away from the guests and remains neutral. But if they call him Anaxa, then I feel sorry for them. He's proud of the name you gave him, Anaxagoras, so it makes him angry when someone distorts his name or doesn't pronounce it in full. The privilege of calling him Anaxa belongs only to his mistress (to you).

In general, he is not against the move. All that matters to him is that the house is comfortable and you like it. And sometimes a change of scenery doesn't hurt.

It may be difficult, it's not always clear, but Anaxa loves you. There's no way he's going to trade this life for a life with someone else.

Mydei

A big and calm cat. Easily gets along with other pets.

Not fussy about food at all. He'll eat everything, and yet he likes your cooking more than the food.

He loves cooking with you. Well, you don't let him get close to the stove, afraid he'll get hurt. But you let him be with you. His presence alone makes the cooking process more comfortable and fun.

Like Anaxa, he is calm about water procedures. He waits patiently until you finish combing his hair, washing and drying his fur.

Helps you with the cleaning. Yeah, he can't do much with his paws, but, he brings and takes away small objects, for example, a cloth or remote control, his toys, and so on. It's cute.

He's also quite good at consolation. If you're sad, he'll butt his head, sit on your lap, and start making cookies, while purring to everyone. Do I have to say that in a moment you forget why you were sad?

You swear that you won't find a partner because of your cat. Seriously, if they're not going to be the same as Mydei, then why are they needed at all? He's too good.

As for the guests, he treats them calmly. Prefers to watch them from the couch in the living room, or being next to you. Some of your visitors with children are afraid that such a big cat might harm them. But as you know, nothing like that happens. On the contrary, he seems to enjoy messing with them.

Mydei, like Anaxagoras, doesn't really like it when guests call him Mydei instead of Mydeimos, but he's already come to terms with it.

You go for a walk together from time to time. You have a lot of photos in which Mydei looks majestic, as if he is a very rare breed of cat, knows about it and is proud of it.

He may seem inaccessible, but in fact he's a sweetheart, the gentlest and kindest cat you've ever had. He loves you very much, just like you love him.

March 7

If the first two seemed pretty calm to you and you wanted someone more active, then get a walking hurricane, not like a Trailblazer, but still. You will never feel bored. She quickly establishes relationships with new pets.

She is very active and playful. You bought a lot of toys for her, and she likes them. Especially a big teddy bear, she can even fall asleep on it.

Also not exactly picky about food. She just likes some brands of food less than others, that's all. She eats your cooking with pleasure too.

If we are talking about water procedures, then three things must be observed: the first is that the water should be warm, not hot, the second is that some toys are needed, and the third is photographs. Although the latter is already being done, you just can't resist taking a couple of photos.

Speaking of photos. March is VERY photogenic, just really. You have a whole album dedicated to her. And she also somehow learned how to take photos herself on your phone. They're so funny that you can't help but laugh. You even started a blog for her on one of the social networks, and she quickly gained popularity.

She likes to watch you when you're doing something. Whether it's cooking, cleaning, or working on a project, she's interested in everything you do.

You're sleeping with your arms around each other. Of course, she has her own couch and stuff, but she prefers to sleep next to you.

She likes it when you have visitors. She examines them with interest, allows herself to be stroked. However, she doesn't really like it when someone starts teasing her with other names, like April 9 or September 4. But anyway, she's happy to have guests.

You can say that she will wholeheartedly support your decision to move, if there is one. She will miss the old house, of course, but she will also be very happy about the new one. So many new memories await!

She's very attached to you. You are inseparable, you love each other very much.

[shalfeis]

hsr characters as your pets, namely cats. I hope you enjoy it. I apologize for the possible ooc.

reader x dan heng, caelus, phainon (separately)

part 1, part 2, part 3

Dan Heng

A very calm and non-confrontational cat. Gets along well with other pets, if they are in your house.

Not picky about food, but still prefers your cooking. If you feed him something delicious, you can hear him purring softly.

Unlike many other cats, he is not afraid of water. On the contrary, he willingly goes into the water if it is cool or warm. He calmly waits until all the spa treatments are completed, which makes your job much easier.

He's not the most talkative, affectionate and active cat in the world, but he always responds when you call him. He always listens attentively to you when you're talking enthusiastically. And at night he likes to lie down on your feet, warm them and purr softly.

If you're sad, in pain, or crying, he'll try to comfort you by rubbing against you, purring, and snuggling up to you. Needless to say, it more than helps?

You often lose some small things, such as keys, and somehow he always finds them and brings them to you. You don't understand how he does it, but it's still very nice.

As for outsiders, he doesn't particularly like them coming. He reacts calmly to them, but always stays away. For example, he's sitting on the couch and watching a new person in your house.

It is not strongly attached to its habitat, it is more attached to its owner, that is, to you. He'll miss the old house, of course, but he's also not against moving. He even shows interest in his new place of residence.

He loves you very much, just like you love him. You thank everyone you can for getting such a good friend and pet.

Caelus

And this is not a cat, but a disaster. Unlike Dan Heng, he is very active and constantly gets into some strange situations. He definitely has a talent for it.

He's certainly not picky about food, he'll eat anything you give him. Sometimes it seems to you that he has a black hole instead of a stomach, because how the hell does he fit so much and he's still hungry??

He's not afraid of water either, but you should be patient, because you won't be able to do spa treatments in peace. As already mentioned, he's very active, so you need to keep him occupied so that he doesn't think to leave the bath in the middle of the procedure. That already was, and you were ready to kill him.

Very talkative. It doesn't matter if you're busy with something or not, he'll say whatever he thinks. But if he's quiet and you can't hear him, then this can only mean two options. First, he's done something wrong and is trying to cover up the crime. The second one, he's not feeling well.

He is also very playful. You have a lot of different toys at home. But for some reason, the box and the packages are his favorites.

This kid is like ginger cats, you'll never guess what came into his head. At first he may purr and caress, and the next moment he wakes up in him the desire to bite you. Or he suddenly attacks you from around the corner when you least expect it.

Nevertheless, at night he likes to lie down next to you and purr like a tractor. And loudly. But somehow it's like white noise to you, and it's hard to fall asleep without it.

He immediately notices when you feel bad. He may not be very good at comforting, but the fact that he's trying to cheer you up, albeit clumsily, makes you feel better.

If Dan Heng is the one who finds your lost things, then Caelus is the one who gets your things lost. You find them in the most unexpected places. How did he even manage to hide the TV remote in the cupboard??

He is interested in every new visitor to your house. He won't be as affectionate and talkative with them as he is with you, but he won't stay away either. He will look at a person with interest and, for example, touch him with his paw or, if he likes a person, play with him.

Wherever you go, he will always be curious. He will actively explore new territory and get to know the world around him. He looks so cute in those moments, he's like a child.

Even though he's a walking disaster and often gets on your nerves, he's still very attached to you and loves you very much. He's not perfect, but that's why you love him.

Phainon

And here we are, have the perfect balance. Quite calm, but quite playful at the same time. Gets along well with other pets. And he doesn't give you any problems.

He's not picky about food, but like Dan Heng, he prefers your cooking more. He purrs softly if the food is really delicious.

He is very willing to go into the water. You can tell by his whole appearance that he enjoys spa treatments. That's why he always smells delicious and his coat is shiny.

As already mentioned, although he's calm, he doesn't mind playing either. You have several toys that he likes to play with.

He's a walking anti-stress guy, not a cat. It's enough for him to meow a couple of times, purr and settle on your feet, and your stress and fatigue go away instantly. At night, you sleep soundly with him in your arms. He purrs softly so as not to wake you up, and warms you up. Dream.

He's your little helper. He finds lost items even before you realize that you've lost something somewhere in the house, and brings them to you. You're very interested in how he does it. Or he calls you when you ask for it. For example, if you ask him to call you when the water starts to boil, he will actually call you. Sometimes it seems to you that there is a person in the body of a cat next to you, and not an ordinary cat.

When you're working, he either sits next to you or on your lap, waiting for you to finish your work. Needless to say, how does it add motivation to finish everything as quickly as possible?

Not to say that he's against strangers in your home. He won't shy away from them, but he won't fawn over them either. His affection belongs only to you. He will sit next to you and calmly look at the guest.

The change of location scares him a little, but he tries not to show it. While you're around, he's exploring a new area with interest and caution. He looks so cute that you can't resist taking a few photos.

Anyway, you have a whole photo album with him. He's too photogenic and handsome, there's nothing you can do about it. And it doesn't look like he's against it.

He's very attached to you and loves you very much. You feel the same way, so there's an idyll in your house. You don't even need a boyfriend with a cat like that.

[shalfeis]

a/n: hello hello! I had an idea in my head for a long time, so I decided to write this fanfic. I hope you enjoy it. (I'm sorry for possible mistakes since English isn't my native language, also it can be a little ooc Phainon).

Phainon.

Just that name makes you roll your eyes and make a displeased face. And when your friends and acquaintances start admiring him, you feel like throwing up.

Everyone loved this chrysos heir, but you were disgusted by him. He seemed to you to be too kind, too good for that to be true.

You don't understand why everyone has such high hopes for him. "He is our savior!", "Glory to Kefal, Lord Phainon has arrived! We are saved!", "We have nothing to worry about when Lord Phainon is around" and so on. Ugh.

The white-haired always strives to protect everyone he can. And what follows from this? That's right, he doesn't think about himself at all, as a result of which he gets injured and ends up in the hospital where you work. That's definitely the "savior".

You magically aren't around at times like this. Fortunately, your colleague and healer did not ask unnecessary questions and silently treated Phainon every time.

Sometimes, however, luck turned away from you, and you had to treat him through unwillingness. Either you were in an uncomfortable deathly silence, he was trying to start a conversation, but you showed by your whole appearance that you did not want to communicate with him. Or the treatment was accompanied by harsh and sarcastic comments on your part.

He always looked at you with such an uncomprehending and sincere look that you almost felt bad and ashamed of your behavior. Almost.

You try your best to avoid him and show that you hate him. Yes, you definitely hate Phainon.

Phainon is a man who strives to protect everyone. He sincerely tries to help people and protect them from suffering, which makes people reach out to him. He often hears words of gratitude addressed to him, awe and all that sort of thing, he responds to all this with a polite smile.

So why do you treat him completely differently?

He doesn't understand why you're so cold and harsh with him. Why are you avoiding him? Did he offend you in some way?

The Chrysos heir has tried to talk to you, to find out what he did wrong, countless times, but each time he was met with a harsh refusal. He sometimes even got injured on purpose just to get to your appointment, but in most cases he was met and treated by your colleague.

Phainon tried to ask your colleagues, but all he got in response was something vague. It seems like you're only acting like this with him.

The white-haired does not understand how he could have earned your hatred. He's upset that you don't even want to look at him.

He flatters himself with the hope that one day you will have a heart-to-heart talk, and he will find out what exactly is wrong with you. Maybe if he comes a little more often than usual and behaves a little more stubbornly, will you open your heart to him?

Anyway, just know that he won't let anyone hurt you. The very thought of you being hurt in any way leaves an unpleasant taste on his tongue and makes his stomach twist uncomfortably. He'll be there if you need help.

It's been a while since his last visit to the hospital, and you haven't seen much of him. You have already decided that the gods have taken pity on you and that he will finally no longer appear in your life, but it seems that you were overjoyed too soon.

Soon he began to appear in the hospital twice as often. And even if he wasn't injured, he still came. There is always a lot of work in a place like a hospital, so he extended his helping hand and helped in every possible way. Which meant that you were seeing each other much more than usual.

He became more persistent. Even if he wasn't trying to get you to talk, it was evident in his behavior and actions.

Even if you try to avoid his help when you're carrying something heavy, such as a stack of documents or a box of scrolls or medicines, he silently takes it from you and walks to the destination. No matter how much you said you could carry it yourself and you didn't need help, he just waved it off and continued doing what he was doing with a warm smile.

Now you didn't even have a chance that you could avoid him. He was almost literally everywhere. You're already seething with anger because your colleagues have decided that it would be ideal to talk all your ears about which Phainon is perfect.

But if you hate him so much, why did you stop pushing him away after a while when he gives you a helping hand? Let him carry heavy things if he wants to, it's better for me. You tried to convince yourself of that.

And no, the heartbeat quickened not from embarrassment when he lightly touched your hand with the pads of his fingers or showed such attention and care, but from disgust at how persistent and stubborn he was.

You still refused to talk to him, but you stopped pushing his help away. This small progress made Phainon incredibly happy. Maybe if he keeps it up, you'll open up.

He started giving you little trinkets that reminded him of you. And oh, how happy he was when he saw that you were wearing one of the necklaces he gave you.

His companions noticed his strange behavior and started teasing him about it, but he didn't seem to care. All that mattered to him right now was your trust. And he will do everything to preserve the fragile bond that has begun to form between you.

You really hate Phainon. You're absolutely sure of that. So why did you rush to shield him from the impact with your body? Why did you so desperately want to protect someone you also desperately hated?

Due to the heavy blow and blood loss, your vision started to darken. Your legs stopped holding you upright, causing you to collapse to the ground. Somewhere in the distance, a desperate and pain-filled scream could be heard. For some reason you were sure it was him, Phainon.

Before the darkness swallowed your consciousness, you felt someone gently hugging you to him and desperately begging you not to fall asleep. Maybe it wouldn't hurt to get some rest now.

Phainon's heart almost stopped when he saw you taking the blow that was meant for him. He didn't waste a second dealing with the remaining enemies and quickly ran towards you.

He gently picked you up and tried to bring you to your senses. He asked you so desperately and pitifully to stay conscious. He didn't care how he looked from the outside. You. That was his priority.

Therefore, when he realized that you were about to fall into the impatient hands of Thanatos, he went to your hospital with all his might. He prayed to everyone he could for you to survive. He didn't want to lose those he cared about again.

You wouldn't be in such a deplorable situation if you hadn't gone with some colleagues to help him and other soldiers.

Because of him, you've been in a deep coma for several days now. This fact alone aggravated his emotional state. He felt guilty about what had happened.

Phainon came every day and stayed in the room as long as he could, waiting for you to wake up. The silence in the room was suffocating. He still had so much to tell you, so much to do for you.

Your colleagues had to force him out of your room. They already allowed him to stay there longer than he was supposed to, due to the fact that he was a recognized hero of Okhema.

The other Chrysos Heirs couldn't cheer up Phainon, no matter what efforts they made. Neither Tribios' support, nor Mydei's peculiar encouragement, nothing. They decided to relieve him of most of his work so that he could spend more time with you. All they could do was hope that you would get out of Thanatos' hands after all.

When you finally woke up, it was a big day. Phainon couldn't hold back the storm of feelings that arose, and pressed his lips to yours. It was a long, sensual kiss that expressed all his longing for you and those unspoken feelings. That kiss contained all that immense and tender love for you.

You wanted to pull away, but for some reason your body refused to do it. You accepted defeat and returned the kiss. It seemed like forever before he pulled away from your lips and wrapped you in a warm and strong hug, not so much to hurt, but strong enough to show how bad it was for him without you.

"I thought I'd lost you. Thanks to Kefal, you're awake," there were cracks in his voice. His condition made you feel guilty for putting yourself in mortal danger.

"I'm sorry," you were tempted to say something sarcastic, but you felt that now was not the time for that.

He squeezed you a little tighter in his arms, nuzzling into your neck. Be sure that nothing like this will happen again, he will not allow this incident to happen again.

Yes, you really hate Phainon, just as much as you love him. Although maybe you didn't hate him from the very beginning, you just refused to accept it.