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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

He builds snowmen? He's an excellent opponent in snowball fights? His hands are warm and perfect for holding?

What on a reclaimed Earth could this be?

Why, it's a Christmas special!

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The Goddess of War

Getting to Know Each Other

It might not be as bad as you though it would be.

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Destiny's Dreadful Doomtober!

I am admittedly late to the party, but better late than never am I right?

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The pumpkins are being carved, the Marauders are polishing their armour and Vega is dressed to impress with his fancy new bowtie! Come join me and all our beloved Doom pals in our Halloween adventures!

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“you sound so pretty when you moan” with flynn and reader please and ✧

This post should come with a lemon warning, so here's a lemon warning. 🍋

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Comes back from hiding to provide top secret cute stuff.

Tumblr Doom Oneshots/Shorts Doom Oneshots/Shorts NSFW

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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Ligria Aria XXI

Revenge never felt so sweet. The rest however? Debatable.

A/N: So, it's been a while, got a new job, got a flat, all that good stuff, so it took a little longer than I wanted to post this, but here I am!

I'm kind of missing writing little oneshots now and then for people and not just writing them for myself, so if someone has an idea or any requests, please please please send them to me!

As always, I love you all to bits 🥰

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Hi! What if Stellaria found a little comfy hidey-hole in her new home and fell asleep there and nobody can find her. Akridon is currently losing his shit because he can't find her and the servants have no idea where she is. She wakes up after a few hours and wonders why all the servants and maybe Night Sentinels are panicking. >:3

I changed it a liiiittle bit but I hope you still enjoy it! Thank you for the support and sweet comments you've given me all this time ❤🥺

This can also be found on my Ao3 here: “A couple of hours ago.”

“What do you mean she isn’t here? You were meant to make sure she got an escort!” Staring down at the much shorter kitchen hand, Akridon scowled behind his mask, the irritation in his voice obvious to all of those watching the spectacle.

“The head chef sent her to her quarters a couple of hours ago, we assumed she was there by now!” The measly aid cowered before the much taller demon, fumbling with his hands in front of him nervously.

“She isn’t though, is she?” Growing ever more distressed due to realizing that no one knew your whereabouts, the headhunter grabbed the young man's collar roughly, his claws ripping the fabric as he lifted him off of the ground with one arm.

“I don’t know where she went! She declined an escort!” Irritation turning to anxiety, Akridon harshly shoved the other away from him, dropping him in the process. This all ending with the kitchen hand stumbling backwards and eventually falling backwards onto the marble floors. 

Crouching down next to the man that was too scared to move a muscle,  Akridon gave him an over exaggerated and false smile, venom lacing his every word.

“You were meant to make sure she got an escort whether she liked it or not!” Practically hissing now, he lowered his voice further. “Listen nuk'sur, you’re lucky I have to go fix your mistakes, one day I’ll crush you into the glass shores myself.” 

Akridon stormed out of the kitchens, his anxiety growing stronger every passing second you were not with him, a pit forming in his stomach as he tried to suppress any thoughts of what terrible fate you could have fallen to in his absence.  

As he walked down the long and winding halls of the citadel, looking for any sign of you having been there, he felt a sense of hopelessness set in, what had happened to you?

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Yawning and blinking a few times, you slowly leaned forward and away from the cold and cut stone you’d been resting against, taking in your surroundings. Everything was as you had left it a minute before, a couple of books resting against the foot of the statue, a stack of papers and a pen resting in your lap.

“Akridon should be coming home soon, maybe I should head back.” Gathering your supplies in a neat pile you heard what sounded like Akridons heavy and rushed footsteps echo not far from where you were, rubbing your eyes with the sleeve of the borrowed sweater lazily. “Huh, he’s back early today.” 

Picking up the stack of books and pens and holding them against your chest, you started heading for the exit, having studied at the bottom of the statue dedicated to Akridon himself.

Just when you were about to round the corner and enter the corridors, you walked straight into what seemed like a wall of muscle and armour that was turning the same corner at alarming speeds. Letting out a high-pitched yelp as you dropped yourself and your books to the ground. Processing for a second, Akridon frantically dropped to his knees once he’d realized what had happened and just who he had ran into.

“Stellaria!” Hunched over, he cupped your face in his much larger hands, looking you up and down for any signs of injury or struggle. Noticing that the headhunter was clearly distressed you did the same, removing his mask as quickly as you could and placing your hands against the sides of his head, looking into his panicked eyes.

“What happened?” Raising a figurative eyebrow Akridon squinted down at you, then at the cloud of papers and pens that had fallen around you both. He shut his eyes tightly and his heart refused to slow down in his chest, you’d just been here studying. Nothing bad happened, you’re fine, you lost track of time, that’s all.

“Nothing.. Nothing my Stellaria.... Everything’s fine…” Gently bumping his forehead against yours, making sure none of his horns touched your delicate skin, he sighed, pulling you into his embrace awkwardly as you both still sat on the floor. “You were supposed to be back hours ago, I thought something had happened.” Snorting you looked at the distressed headhunter in disbelief.

“Hours? I left the kitchen maybe twenty minutes ago.” Giving him an amused look you poked his cheek lightly before connecting the dots, you didn’t close your eyes for a second, you’d fallen asleep. “Oh…”

“Exactly, ’oh’.” Pulling you off of the floor along with him he looked down at the mess you’d both created, rubbing his hands into his face. At a loss for words you looked at the mess as well, then up at the taller man with a meek smile, reaching up and taking his bare hand in yours.

“How about we pick this up and go back home together?” Brows still furrowed together, he gave a slight smile, his anxiety finally settling down seeing as you were ok.

“Home? Please...”

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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Ligria Aria XXI

A/N:  In light of the new DLC's release, my need for writing the demon man has trippled in strength, thank you for coming along for the ride! 🥳