well I’m a two time fictionkin. I go by he/they. I’m agender and pansexual (masc pref).
I DO NOT support forsaken or Roblox I’m only in the fandoms. I love moots and sourcemates so int if you are looking for moots! I might be up to roleplay but it’ll be heavily ooc. Twotime fictionkins please dni (boundary).
I usually Reblog and spill my brains out here (there will be Tw’ed sh topics scattered so beware)
Azure x Yandere! Reader (and a bit of Yan! Reader x Two time)
Warning(s): Yandere themes, as usual Reader is not okay, don't do this guy, some sort of self harm reader did to themselves.
Notes: Happy Valentine's day from the cafe.
This was mainly inspired by caf3enthus1ast fic they had written that i really liked. Pt2 of this.
Ever since you've met them... They've been everything that you could think of. Every waking hour, every step you take, every breath, every thoughts, you're always thinking about the two of them.
Sure, you're going to die by some of these unknown hands but you much rather die at his hands.
It gets to the point where you would jump into someone's way just to get hurt by him.
You need it, his touch, his glare, his voice brings you to life more than how Spawn would. "...You need to stop dying for everyone." You remember the time Azure first glared at you, though you can't tell if he was mad at you or something else. Would've been better if it WAS you.
It was painful, yes. But was it worth it? Very.
"Oh dear, you must've sacrificed yourself for everyone again..." Two time grinned, their voice was low yet soothing, it brings a shiver down your spine. "It.. was nothing." Where in reality all you wanted was to be in both of their arms, it was disgusting but disgustingly yours.
You want them, you want him, you want everything that they have. Two time rubbed the dagger that they were holding, from what you were told... Two time used this to stab the killers.
A smile crept up on your face, dark and menacing eyes on the sharp blade. You wondered how it would feel to have it down your chest, abdomen, throat— hell. Even your skull.
You can't help it, it must feel good to even have their arms wrapped around you as you slowly lose your life.
"Another round!" One shout though you never bother to acknowledge them, they're not important. Losers, NPC, background props that you could never look at.
You rushed behind a wall, watching the dark area to spot anyone.
Then your eyes laid on him. 'Azure..!' your heart beats faster than any normal human would, your vision immediately focuses on him. Unfortunately Two time isn't around with you, but that's alright! Since you have him right?
You just wait as everyone gets murdered and you hear that familiar melody, one specifically for you only. "There you are..." You practically almost jumped on him, he was stunning, handsome and all yours. "... surprised you didn't come out for them."
He saw the way you stayed silent, not saying anything but stare in awe. "No matter." He reached to cover your eyes, you whined at the darkness but shut your mouth when feel his breath against your face. "Next time, stay like this. Away from them, and only minding your business." He sealed his sentence with a deep and passionate kiss to your lips.
You were brought back to the cabin with everyone looking at you worriedly, all asking if you're okay and how you're feeling. But you didn't say anything, all you could focus on was the deep love increasing in you.
TW: TwoTime harming themselves as a “punishment” for what they did to Azure, Mentions of the sacrifice thiugh said as the “incident”
First Fic thingy
Dialogue kinda sucks btw
It was a cold night in the forsakened realm. Every survivor and killer alike bundled comfortably in their respectable tents/ cabins, dreaming of a world where they never ended up here. Just one person was lying awake in the night, an individual named TwoTime. The cabin was cold, the windows let in all of the cold air, and they had destroyed their blankets a few weeks ago as a “punishment” towards themselves for a certain “incident” involving themselves and Azure…at least they had stopped harming their body with the exact dagger that took the life from his…They lied awake, thoughts swirling in their head like a tornado starting to form. Hours later, their eyes drooped, unable to stay open any longer despite themselves pleading to not fall asleep….to not see his face……
TwoTime didn’t expect what they dreamed of. It felt all too real, all too true. It was a warm, sunny landscape, full of flowers and glinting grass underneath their feet…..and in the middle? There say a tree, one that was identical to a tree They and Azure had made their unofficial hangout spot back in the SPAWN Cult…….before the “incident” took place….The most surprising part of this dream, however? Underneath the tree, there sat Azure, they recognized that figure from anywhere…..and without realize their feet started leading them there without their consent……and when they were stopped infront of where he was sitting making flower crowns, they both looked at eachother, eyes locking onto the others….and without thinking….
“..Azure…?”
“TwoTime..?”
Neither moved, both staying perfectly still……this was very realistic for a dream TwoTime thought…..though a few seconds later they quickly dropped to their knees next to Azure, catching the other off guard with their quick hug, thoguh quickly returning it, wrapping HSI own arms around their skinny waist, a hand on their back and one of their head gently as their face pressed against his collarbone, cold tears pouring out before they could stop them, mumbling soft apologies and all of their regrets through their tears….
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have hurt, I don’t know why I did that, I’m so sorry, please don’t be mad, I’m sorry I’m sorry”
All the while Azure was just holding them in his arms…..he wasn’t mad……he had missed them…..and so he held them, gently rocking them back and forth, not letting go for even a second………just until they finally looking back at him, lifting their head just enough to meet his eyes……TwoTime looked back at him, barely managing to choke out an “I’m sorry”….they always had trouble with apologies…..especially if they had to face the person…….but Azure didn’t mind, he never did…..
Despite his reassurance TwoTime was still panicking, trying not to scare themselves into a panic attack……but…..Azure just stayed…..not leaving….not pushing them away like they thought he would…..just staying there and not hating them for a mistake they had made years back…….a mistake they had been harming themselves over all this time…….
Seconds passed by
Then Minutes
And eventually an hour
And yet Azure stayed, even when their breathing picked up again, even when they started crying again, even when they rambled out apologies…….he stayed……just like he always did…….and maybe…..just maybe that will be enough to keep them sane for just a bit longer…..even when they eventually wake up from this dream…….
The End.
First fic, gimme ideas, gimme tips
Have a great day people and creature of all sorts of shapes and colors!
anyways err. unfinished azuretime comfort tickle fic thats been sjtting in my notes for months i am not finishing this ever atp so have it 🥹
breeze = two time for those unfamiliar,, it's my hc name for them + this is in my post-forsaken au
tw for s/h mention, text version of fic under cut
the dialogue for two time is so buns but WHATEVER i cannot convey like.a growing frantic panicked tone grr
Almost as if on instinct, all four of his tendrils shot at them. The blade was hastily ripped out of their hold, their arms now firmly cuffed. They briefly tried to jolt and pull away, yet it was futile against the unwavering grip. They knew, but they still hissed in frustration. The man practically lunged at them with a tight hug, trying to control his own racing mind.
"Breezy, God... I beg you... Do I have to watch over you like a child...?"
They didn't return the embrace, unresponsive. Only stood there in silence.
"What true harm would a mere scratch even bring?"
...Until they blurted out under their breath.
"And you think I'd just let you do whatever because of that? What kind of person would I be?
Please. When something's wrong, please just come to me. Not to the goddamn cutlery."
"No...No... Go away... go away-"
Those words always made his heart pang. He feared he might've spoken too harshly, thus his tone shifted to something warmer, but equally as distraught.
"I'm not going anywhere, no... Just... listen to me. Please."
But they finally burst out into tears.
"No, NO! QUIET! I am horrid, putrid, tainted- I deserve this, I deserve- I deserve none of your sympathy, I... I- I-"
They trailed off,
"No, nono, flower..."
"Stop- stop- It was all my fault, it was all my fault, I ruined everything! I'm not a good person, I'm not- I'm not- Please- Go away- Go away-"
[he manages to get them to bed blablabla theyre cuddling]
One of his tendrils aimlessly wandered around, eventually lingering on a bit of exposed skin. The unexpected touch earned a tiny movement and exhale out of Breeze. That little reaction was enough to snap Azure out of his train of thought. Gosh... would they mind if he just...?
He gave into that urge. It was like second nature to him at this point, and he was getting sick of the weirdly tense atmosphere. His touch now became deliberate, the vine slowly dipping under the hem of their shirt, tracing gentle circles over their tummy while wiggling a little. The effects were near immediate.
"...Azu... Ahe-hey..."
They felt so awkward just... switching their whole demeanor at this point, but god, it was so hard to ignore. They let out a weak giggle that he absolutely wanted more of. So cute... He smiled, even if they couldn't see. The smaller figure's attempts to repel the attacker were half-hearted at best, merely lightly swatting at the tentacle. The monster quickly took action, gently taking their hands into his clawed ones, softly squeezing them. Their attempts to arch away from the touch only made them press their back closer to him. He had them right where he wanted.
A second vine briefly hovered over their mouth before gently wiping away a stray tear, as if saying "Shh. Just enjoy." without words. It soon descended towards their torso to accompany the first, alternating between up-and-down brushes as well as soft little scritches on their side. The other one remained, moving in nonsense patterns over their soft stomach, sometimes light as a feather, sometimes massaging with a comfortable pressure.
"Aheheee- nooooo-"
Azure only let out a content grunt in response to them, burying his face into their fluffy hair. He took deep, even breaths, feeling his beloved's belly rise up and down, too. They weren't the only one who needed this right now. Simply providing this, feeling, listening... it calmed him. Satisfied him. God... If they so badly wanted to feel something, why cannot they simply request this instead of... Urgh. He shook off that thought with a sigh. He's here now and they're not going anywhere. They're safe from themselves, that's what matters. He just wants them to relax for now.
The man felt them kicking and shuffling under the sheets, swiftly taking care of that, too. The remaining pair of tendrils wrapped around each leg like a hug, gently securing them in place. He decided to carefully slip off their socks, already earning a few tiny laughs along the way from fuzz brushing against the revealed skin. Finally, he uncovered those adorable paws he loved so much. They were one of Breeze's most sensitive spots, after all. That only made them more fun to play around with. Delicate brushes across the entire sole, followed by a long scritch... The way they wriggled in response was delightful.
"Eeh- Zuzuuu, noooo!! Ooh heavens- Aweehe-"
Their silly squeaks and coos... Just perfect. He chuckled, nuzzling his head against their hair again, brushing a thumb against their hand. The cuddly vines coiled just a bit more, cradling their feet in order to easily press their paw pads like little buttons. Their toes spread out just like a cat's would. Azure gently carded through all the digits before resuming his attention on the two biggest pads, massaging them in a circular motion. They began kneading... Gosh, all their little mannerisms were beyond precious to him.
Their thoughts pretty much turned to mush now. It was impossible to dwell on discomfort when recieving such tender care and stimulation. Just... Argh, how was he so good at this...
why does forsaken and Roblox have to have shitty people working there like I just want to play my comfort game but I can’t and I refuse to support those nasty ass preds