Hey there! If you feel like writing a prompt, what about darkgod!Natemare and devotee!Matt? I have an au with those two but fuck knows if I'll ever write anything about it. Anyway, hope you're doing well! Love your stories
Hi! I'm actually doing quite alright; just got back from a trip to the seaside (in winter) for my mother's birthday.
I've also been working hard behind the scenes on the next instalment of the Smashing the Mirror AU, determined to get at least 5 chapters done before I start posting them.
Anyway! Dark God Mare and Devotee Matt? Sounds fun! This is kinda like a scene from somewhere in the middle where characters and motives are established, but this is where my brain decided to go haha. Enjoy.
"I'm not afraid of you."
The words are hushed, whispered into the space between them with a reverence and sincerity that made the god curl his lip.
“You should be.”
The human – Matthew… Matt – raised his head to stare at him, eyes the colour of burnt caramel or amber, and his thin lips parted in a smile.
“You’re a god in possession of the world’s fears and misfortunes, yet you treat me like something delicate and precious. How can I fear you?”
“I could kill you so easily,” Mare whispered, reaching to tenderly brush copper hair out of Matt’s face. “Use your fears to end your life.”
“And when I reawaken in Hell, I will thank you,” Matt replied, leaning into Mare’s touch as he stepped closer.
“You’re insane,” the god scoffed, cradling Matt’s face with both of his hands.
“And you’re the only thing that makes me feel good.”
“You need mortal friends,” Mare hummed, relaxing into Matt’s touch as the human slid his fingers under the collar of his shirt to trace the tattoos against his skin.
“They don’t like me,” he murmured, eyes growing sad as he moved his hands to slip under the hem of Mare’s shirt to hug his waist, hiding his surprise as the god let him.
Everything in his soul told him to stop, to either smite this human or claim him and take him to his domain, but Mare couldn’t bring himself to follow tradition right then.
And the sound that left Matt when their lips finally, finally met almost drove him insane, one hand cradling the back of Matt’s head while the other pressed against the small of his back to push them almost impossibly close.
Melting into the kiss, Matt threw his arms around Mare’s neck and allowed the god to take control, tilting his head to deepen the kiss until Matt’s knees buckled and he was lightheaded with the need to breathe.
“Stay with me,” Matt panted as the kiss broke, clutching onto Mare’s shirt like a lifeline as his eyes watered and his lip trembled with the very thought that the god may leave.
“Maybe,” Mare rumbled, following Matt as the human sank to the ground and swallowing his questions with another searing kiss that clouded his mind and stole his breath.
Maybe he could keep Matt. Maybe he could ignore tradition… just once.
Every god had a weakness, and Matthew would look lovely covered in Mare’s aura.
If you're still takings fluffy prompts, what about Natemare comforting Madpat? I'm thinking about someone being rude to him while he was out of their house, which makes him cry. Whether Mare is there at the moment or Mad comes home to him, is up to you :)
I got a liiiiiittle carried away XD
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It was fine. It was fine. Everything was fine.
You’re overthinking. You’re working yourself up.
You are being so dramatic.
Stop it. Stop it. Stop it.
You. Are. Fine.
Mad swore his eyes were going to melt from how much they burned. Tears had been threatening to form his entire walk home and each second he was losing that battle more and more. He kept scolding himself for this reaction, but he couldn’t stop as the words replayed in his head over and over again.
Some of those words were so much harsher than others. Digging deep into who he was as a person, things he couldn’t change about himself, and it all hurt so much but like hell he was going to let them see him cry.
Mad wished he would have gotten angry, would have pulled out his mallet, and lashed out. None of them would last against him, he’d knocked them all out so easily…
But his heart ached too much for violence.
Hearing the clicking of the door seemed to be Mad's final straw, breaking what little restraint he had left and he was down.
Mad curled up into a ball in front of the door, hugging his knees as he started sobbing heavily. He had no choice in how loud his cry was, how he gasped for air between tears, his face getting hot and almost feeling like he was suffocating from burying it with his arms and legs yet he couldn’t pull away.
“Mad? Is that you?” Mare asked as he made his way through the house. “Mad?” He quickly went over to Mad and crouched down. “Starlight, are you okay?” Mare rubbed at Mad’s arms, hoping to coax him out of the ball so he could breathe better. He wasn’t expecting Mad to come home upset. He had gone to the library, he was always happy when he came home from the library but here he was crying his heart out with no books. “Mad?” Mare did manage to get Mad to uncurl just enough to see his face, his own heart aching at the sight of Mad’s red face, puffy eyes, and tears rolling down his cheeks. “What happened?”
“There was…there was an event.” Mad sniffed.
“An event?” Mare was thankful that Mad was already breathing a bit more evenly so he could speak.
“An author was there. I didn’t know them but I-I like hearing authors talk about their work and I…I got too excited and some other people saw me and they said-they called me-they...” Mad’s voice trailed off as a new wave of tears hit.
“Come here, starlight. It’s okay.” Mare gently guided Mad to move over to him and wrapped his arms around him, getting him to stand as well. Once on his feet and feeling much safer in Mare’s arms, Mad whispered into Mare’s ear about what he had been called. Mare froze for a second, eyes darkening with anger but he shoved that down in favor of comforting Mad, not needing him to feel that emotion from him at that moment. “How about we make a coffee and call it a day?”
“Can we watch a movie instead?” Mad asked.
“We can watch as many movies as you want,” Mare said, keeping an arm around Mad as he walked them out of the living room and to their bedroom. Mad had to be feeling terrible if he didn’t want coffee.
“I’m going to go to the bathroom.” Mad voice was soft, eyes now half-closed and showing how much this wore him out. Mare had a feeling he wouldn’t stay awake for one movie, let alone several.
“I’ll get everything set up.” Mare watched as Mad emptied his pockets before going into the connected bathroom. He was likely going to splash some cold water on his face to help get rid of that, as Mad would describe it, ‘gross feeling in his eyes’ after having strong emotions. Mare never questioned that since it always helped in the recovery process.
The bathroom sink was running when Mad’s phone started buzzing and Mare saw that it was the library calling and he decided to answer it himself.
“This is Mare.” Mare introduced himself by name, knowing that most of the librarians who knew Mad also knew that Mare was his boyfriend. He nodded along to what the librarian said, their apology for what Mad went through and they made promises that there would be consequences for the ones that insulted Mad. “Thank you. I appreciate that and I know Mad will as well. By chance, does your library have security cameras? It’s just a reassurance thing for me.” Mare added a charming chuckle and nodded again as he got his answer. “Thank you again. I’ll be sure to fill Mad in on everything. You all have a lovely evening.” He waited for the librarian’s farewell before hanging up.
Mare ran his tongue over his teeth, glaring at the ground as he ran an idea through his head. He cracked his knuckles to have his magic go, using it to multitask and set everything up in the room for Mad’s soon return. Mare kicked his shoes off and sat on the edge of the bed, taking a focused breath as he kept his magic going, moving around the room in a thick purple mist.
“Mare?” Mad asked from the opened bathroom door, a confused tilt to his head since he had felt some of Mare’s anger again and wasn’t expecting to see Mare’s magic.
“I got impatient.” Mare chuckled and with another breath, the mist was gone.
“Did you get cold?” Mad pointed to the sweater that rested on Mare’s lap.
“Nope. This is for you.” Mare stood up and handed Mad the sweater and a closer look let Mad see that it was one of Mare’s oversized ones, one of his favorites to steal. “I’m going to take a turn in the bathroom, you get changed and comfortable in the bed. You can start the movie as well.”
“Thank you, Mare.” Mad kissed Mare’s cheek.
“Anything for you, starlight.” Mare held Mad’s face with a hand and kissed him in return. “I’ll be right back.” He spoke against Mad’s lips.
“Okay.” Mad hummed happily and had a light smile when Mare pulled away.
Mare slipped into the bathroom and by the time he was out, Mad was tucked under the covers, hugging Mare’s pillow and half-asleep as he watched the movie. He looked so precious, the sweater being too large for him, how he nuzzled his head against the pillow, and how his eyes lit up a bit when he saw Mare.
“I am too weak for this man.” Mare joked to himself when Mad put the pillow back and held an arm out to Mare, silently asking him to get into the bed. It wasn’t that hard for Mad to convince Mare to do most things. Kicking his shoes off and sliding under the covers, Mare wrapped his arm around Mad once more as Mad moved to rest his head on his chest, relaxing almost instantly. Mare ran his fingers through Mad’s hair, letting him rest, and wasn’t shocked at seeing Mad’s breathing getting slower and deeper the longer they lay together.
When Mare was sure that Mad was fully out of it, he reached over for his phone, sending a quick text to Anti and Phantom for them to meet up later to help him with a ‘job’.
Since you said your inbox is always open for requests, may I suggest... Some demon!Natemare vs angel!Matt
It can be anything, really, I've been thinking about angel!Matt a lot
I still need to restore my energy from last week, as is normal for me, but I appreciate the thoughts! :D
This took me a while to find time to actually sit down and write, but I hope you enjoy this little one-off where Mare whisks Matt away.
It also had me thinking I wanna go back to my Demon AU, so there's that
Everybody knew of Natemare, one of the most powerful demons to exist. With his deep purple horns and matching wings, clawed fingers and an almost ghostly ability to pass through dreams, he was the demon all angels feared.
Every demon knew of Matt, the quiet angel whose bronze wings could make any human fall to their knees for him. With amber eyes and a soft nature, his cheerful voice and questionable morals had Natemare wanting to see him in a more… private setting.
Most angels knew not to leave the clouds during a New Moon. Without a moon to guide them, angels had the potential to get lost, so even angels who were already out would hide away for the duration of the night rather than try to navigate a way home.
The New Moon was also the prime time for demons to wreak havoc on the mortal plane. Shadow shifting could be used to an advantage, and with the darkness surrounding them it was easy to tempt a few humans from the righteous path.
Matt knew the rules, but he hadn’t checked the phase chart before heading out, and was now lost in a seedy town with no moon to guide his way home. Somewhere behind him he could hear the demons running amok already, and his wings stuttered as fear started to set in.
“Are you lost, little angel?” A voice called from thin air before cold fingers encased in soft skin were grabbing his arms and forcing him to fly downwards into an abandoned apartment building, night air slicing against his face making his eyes water. “You seem cold, Matt.”
“H-How do you--?” His question cut off as cold lips met his, tenderly caressing his mouth as those same cold hands cradled his cheeks to force his head to the side, deepening the kiss until Matt’s knees buckled.
In the darkness of the moonless night and abandoned apartment, Matt couldn’t make out the face of his companion, cheeks going red as the silhouette of horns and bat-like wings became clearer. No sooner had he realised a demon was standing before him, the demon vanished, leaving no trace other than the tingling in Matt’s lips and the faint purple shimmer on his arms where he had been grabbed.
Covering his mouth with both hands as he fell to his knees, Matt felt hot tears welling in his eyes, moving one hand to clutch at his chest as he felt his heart fluttering. Closing his eyes against the tears, Matt could almost picture the demon who’d kissed him: purple horns and wings, tattooed arms with leather bracelets on his wrists, soft shirt almost as dark as his hair… and shimmering purple eyes that seemed to see everything.
“Oh, gods above,” Matt gasped, curling into a ball to wait out the night as guilt and shame warmed his cheeks. “I kissed Natemare…” The final thought remained unspoken, but Matt knew it in his heart: he liked kissing the demon, liked the feel of his hands on him.
Saw your post about having a tiring week and fr I feel ya. This week has been so busy, I can't wait to get some proper free time. I hope you get some rest soon as well!
I will have rest on Sunday 😅
Got coursework, work placement, my uncle’s visiting… my dog had her adoption anniversary yesterday so we went to see some waterfalls
Hey, if you still are taking requests: I've just read your last fix about Mad baking a pie, and like I said in my tag, I assumed the punchline would be something else.
Could you write a fic where "creampie" is the word Mad doesn't know? With a similar setting, which means both Natemare and Phantom are there
I’ll start of by saying I’m always taking requests, so if you ever have an idea just send it in
I can write something on that, yes. Most likely will be posted later tonight because uni really loves getting in the way 😅
I'd live you to know that your last maremad omegaverse fic (the nesting one) sent me down an a/b/o rabbit hole. I'm now trying to figure out an omegaverse au for another fandom of mine :D
Good! People need to join me in my omegaverse obsession!! XD
Thank you for the ask, and for the kind words on the fics.
