#sir you been playing video games and ive been curled up in bed

[crowned-peony]

I have work hard today making blanket and squishmallow warm and he just lay down and takes it

[spadecentral]

is it okay if i request a teen mc being comforted from a traumatic memory?

ive just been having an off day, sorry.

🤗 Trauma Comfort | Obey Me

>> requested: yes >> a/n: I’m so sorry that you had a bad day, hopefully the rest of your week goes in a better direction! <3

>> masterlist: pact maker >> summary: ​Teen!MC gets comforted from a traumatic memory >> reader prns: they/them >> warning(s): mentions of an ED and self worth issues

Lucifer:

Doing his work and decided to take a break

Walking past the bedrooms making sure Levi wasn’t still up playing video games when he heard muffled sobs from your room

Instantly worried

Hurriedly walks over to your door and knocks using the back of his pointer finger

When you don’t respond he slowly opens the door

“MC?”

He scans the room and finds a lump under your sheets

Assuming that it’s you, Lucifer slowly makes his way over and sits on the edge of your bed

He slowly lifts the comforter cocoon off of your head to find your tear-streaked face still pouring

His face instantly goes soft and he politely asks is you would like a hug

If you accept it, he’ll gladly let you

If you deny, he’ll just sit next to you

If you want to talk about it, he’ll gladly listen to you and make tiny motions with his head to let you know that he’s listening (while stroking your hair if if you’re hugging)

But if you don’t he’ll just nod his head  and sit there for a while with you before leaving and coming back with a warm drink

The next week, Lucifer will be keeping more of a look out for you than before, seeing if there are any special triggers that he could try to help you avoid

“If you ever need anything, I’m right here.”

Mammon:

The lad doesn’t even know what’s coming

He was just about to barge into your room like normal, but he noticed it was locked

“MC? Lemme in will ya?” He said before noticing the sniffles coming from the other side of the door

“Not to...” You coughed, your throat dry from crying. “Today, Mammon.”

He didn’t know what to do

He wanted to go in and give you a big fat hug but at the same time wanted to respect your boundaries

So he sat on the floor next to your door and waited for you

He sat as you cried and hiccuped and almost threw up

When you opened up your door the next day, you saw Mammon asleep on the floor next to your room

When he woke up and noticed you awake too, he immediately got up and pulled you into a ginormous bear hug

“Why didn’t ya tell me ya were having a rough go of it?” He whispered into your ear as you both stood in the hallway. “I’m yer first man! Ya can tell me anythin’, alright?”

All you could do was nod in his embrace 

Leviathan:

You two were playing games together 

Something quite dark though

Like Omori or something of that nature

And the scene triggered a thought from a really bad time in your life

And you just started bawling

“H-hey, what’re you crying for? Henry?”

You sniffled as you tried to rid your eyes of any tears but they just kept coming, and you curled yourself into a ball

“U-uh...” Levi hurriedly stands up and grabs you before setting you down in his bathtub

He tries to make it as cozy as possible for you before tentatively stepping it the porcelain with you

They awkwardly just sits there and fiddles with the corner of the blanket you’re wrapped up in

Sooner or later he asks you if you’re open to a hug

Literally will stay with you the whole night and the next morning when you wake up you both will be in a cuddling position

“You deserve better than this.”

Satan:

Sir was prepared

Read up on what to do, so when he heard you crying in the far corner of his library, he came running

Right before he turned the corner to see you he slowed his pace down to a walk

“MC, hey...”

Slowly takes your book out of your hands so it doesn’t get tear stains on it

Just of just takes your hands and squeezes them to let you know that he’s there for you

“Whenever you want to talk about it, just let me know. I’m not going anywhere.”

Asmodeus:

Asmo was on their way to ask to do your makeup 

Any pronoun (mostly he) Asmo headcanon 

About to barge into your room and announce his presence when they notice a sniffle

Almost immediately opens the door 

He’s concerned for his friend-that-is-like-a-sibling

Finds you rocking back and forth in your floor with tears streaming down your face

“Oh no! Baby...” he softly grabbed your cheeks and wiped away your tears with their thumbs

He brought you close to herself and hugged you

Brought out a handkerchief that he always has and gave it to you

Rubs your back

Complains the next day about the tear stains on his shirt an your puffy eyes

But he’s still genuinely concerned and takes extra time to make sure you’re following healthy habits

"You're too (pretty/handsome) to be crying, MC."

Beelzebub:

You both were hanging in the kitchen

He kept asking you for food but if you didn’t respond within three seconds he would eat it in front of you

This triggered some ED and self-worth memories that were not eased by your parents

Your breathing grew shallow as your pupils dilated and made your vision blurry

As Beel was about to ask you if you wanted one of the few leftover things in the fridge, he saw you crying

Immediately stops rummaging in the fridge

Hurries over to your side and lightly touches your shoulder

Doesn’t want to hurt you by hugging you

If you do hug him he’ll just kind of stand there with you in his arms

If you flinch away he’ll kind of pout before going into the kitchen

Makes you something to eat

He doesn’t know what’s wrong but he’s just trying to help

"You don't have to try to be perfect with us, we'll love you anyway."

Belphegor:

Just wanted to sleep in his attic

But when he heard crying in it he sort of groaned

He opened the door to seeing you in the far corner of the room, silently rocking back-and-forth

He tightens his grip on his pillow slightly before walking up to you and grabbing your hands

Pulls your legs away from your torso and lays down on top of them, placing your hands in his hair

It felt nice to help him coax himself to slee (not that he needs it), and it gives you a point to focus on and de-stress with

Just comfortable silence all around

Diavolo:

You two are usually chaotic together so he noticed something was off when you didn't come to see him at the front of RAD that morning

Went in search of you

But Levi's game activated

And you got lost

And started panicking

So when he finds you he just wraps you in a tight embrace

You both just stand there swaying from side-to-side while tears stain Diavolo's uniform

Boss Man Cheers you up

Lucifer starts to scold you for ruining Diavolo's shirt until he steps in

im sorry, i didnt have the time to put in the four other characters! i hope at least one of your favorites were in that group

[coffeecomicsgalore]

A Night to Remember

Mention of Lila, Gabriel being a jackass, and of course some cute Marichat.

Ao3

Chapter 13 – The Kitty Apprentice

“What is the meaning of that interview, Adrien?” Gabriel stood at the top of the stairs as Adrien walked through the atrium doors. His usual scowl marked his face while his arms were crossed behind his body.

Adrien mentally sighed and rolled his eyes. “What ever do you mean, Father? I think the interview went well. I presented myself professionally and the media took my side over the relationship conundrum.”

“Do not play coy with me, boy. You know very well which part of the interview I am speaking about.” Gabriel made his way down the stairs. “You spewed hatred against Mlle. Rossi and made a mockery of her in front of millions of viewers!”

“And her reputation had spoken for herself during the akuma when she announced to everyone around her what she did to me and Marinette over the years!”

“Do you think that was necessary? Do you know that she came here and tried to argue your actions and tried to spew more slander against you while you were out gallivanting? Nathalie had to take a moment to escort her off the premises and give a statement to the press that have been staked out since the interview was broadcast, and who also saw the tantrum she displayed as she was escorted out.”

Adrien smirked at the idea of Lila throwing a child-like tantrum before turning back to his father with anger in his eyes. “She deserved it then for lying the way she did. All she did was slander my good name. Do you know what people said to me at school? The looks people gave me on the streets? They called me scum and a cheater. Do you want the face of Gabriel to be known as a cheater? Especially cheating on a sweet and innocent girl like Kagami? What I said needed to be said. She deserved every bit of spew that came out of my mouth.”

“Your disobedience continues to surprise me. All these years of grooming you to be a gentleman, to be poised and professional, and to be the perfect son and model, all for you to throw all that away for someone that stated a little white lie. All of that could be disclosed with a press conference, but you took it a step too far and renounced that girl on the news.”

“What’s done is done. If you want me to give out another statement, then fine, I will. But I’m done with her and her lies.” He stared down his father before walking around him and up the stairs.

“Where do you think you’re going?” Gabriel hissed.

Adrien continued towards his room and responded with a smug tone. “Going to my room. That’s where you send me when your angry with my actions. I just decided to take action and end this conversation myself.”

Gabriel just stood there bewildered over his son’s actions. He was only startled back to reality when Adrien’s door slammed shut. Nathalie, who had been watching from a distance, mirrored Gabriel’s facial expressions before shaking her head and clearing her throat and walking hesitantly towards the frozen man.

“Sir?”

“I’ll be in my office. Only disturb me if it is important.”

-----xoxox-----

Plagg shot out of his chosen’s blazer and curled up on the pillow on the bed. He was staring intently at Adrien, watching him pace the length of the room as he brushed his fingers through his hair.

“Why does he have to act so... so... cold?” Adrien bellowed. “All he ever cares about is his brand. He doesn’t care that I am being harassed as long as the brand isn’t affected by it.”

Adrien stopped his pacing and turned towards Plagg. “I can’t stand being here anymore! Why did I decide to move back here? Why couldn’t I have stayed with Marinette until we finished school? Why did I have to have a heart and hoped that Father would make an effort to change his demeanor after that moment of hostility towards him a few weeks ago? Why do I still care so much!”

The kwami frowned as he watched his charge gesticulate his feelings and shivered when the tears slowly fell from Adrien’s eyes. He floated slowly towards Adrien’s face and nuzzled up against his cheek.  

“Why does he hate me so much?” His voice cracked in anguish.

Plagg knew that this lonely boy deserved so much more than what his father could give him. The pain in his chest and the sadness that poured through Adrien’s soul only confirmed it.  

“Hey kid. I know things are hard right now. In a few months, you can finally move out on your own. Maybe even room with a friend who’s also heading to university near you. You don’t have to be here forever you know.” Adrien wiped the stray tears that streaked his face with his palm as he nodded at Plagg’s assurance. “Do you want to go out and clear your head?”

“You- You actually want to go out?” Adrien sniffled.  

“Kid, I know when you need time to run. I get it. I would want to too if I had a dad like yours, and since you won’t let me cataclysm him, the next best thing is to keep up your rebellion streak tonight and head out while you still can.”

Adrien scratched Plagg in his favorite spot and told him to grab an extra bit of Camembert before he transformed. “I’ll give you a round when we get back.” Plagg purred in delight. “Plagg, claws out!”

-----xoxox-----

Chat Noir leaped across the skies while the shifting wind beat against his cheeks. He had no care in the world of where his destination would take him; all he cared was that he was far enough away from the cold and empty place of the mansion. He catapulted to one balcony and then hopped towards another, bolting left and right as he pushed the anger out of his body with every step he took. He felt like he was running for hours when he finally paused his run on a rooftop to catch his breath. When he looked around to determine where he was, he noticed a familiarity to the location. Peering to the left, he could see a light emanating from a skylight as the twinkle lights from a canopy glowed a yellow hue.

Marinette. He chuckled. Even as he mindlessly ran across the rooftops to clear his head, he still ended up at the home of the one person who could calm him down. If he needed more proof that he was in fact in love with this girl, then he would really have to be an idiot.

He hopped over to her balcony and tapped the glass of the skylight with his clawed finger. A short moment later, the blue-eyed girl pushed up on the glass and smiled sweetly to her visitor. “Chat? What do I owe this pleasure?”

“Princess,” he bowed “this stray cat was taking a rooftop stroll and happened to see you were still awake and I thought maybe she would like some company?” He smirked as he flexed in his usual Chat-like humor. “And maybe a round of Ultimate Mega Strike IV while enjoying some delicious pastries?”

Marinette shook her head as she quietly chuckled. “I’m sorry Chat, but I can’t play a game with you tonight. There is a dance at my school coming up and I have a few dresses I need to finish before then.”

Chat frowned. “I’m sorry, Marinette. I didn’t mean to bother you. I didn’t realize you were busy.” Chat turned around and grabbed his baton to extend it. “I’ll come back another night.”

“Wait!” Marinette reached out to grab onto his tail before he leaped away. He stopped and turned to her, noticing she was pressing her index fingers together as she thought about what she wanted to say next. “I didn’t say you had to leave. I just won’t be able to play video games tonight. I could use the company if you would still like to hang out?”

Chat smiled. “Of course, princess. How can I say no to that?”

Chat shimmied his way down the skylight after Marinette, careful of landing his boots away from her bed in case he still had any lingering dirt on them. He noticed that Marinette already made her way to her desk, grabbed her pincushion bracelet, and made her way over to the mannequin draped in a pink satin fabric. She started to pin up the waist, careful to pin the pleats in a uniformed size. He watched her in awe as she was laser-focused on the task at hand.

She could feel the gaze from the masked cat and an idea crossed her mind. Without looking up, she smirked at him. “If you’re going to stand there and watch me work while keeping me company, I might as well put you to work.” She placed one last pin before heading back to her desk and grabbing a pair of scissors. “I can trust you know how to use these, right?” He nodded. “On the table over there, there is a black pair of pants that I just hemmed. I would like it if you could cut here, here, and here. It doesn’t matter if there are frays; I need to finish the hem work anyways. I just need it to be as straight as possible. Do you think you can handle it?”

“Don’t worry, Marinette, I got this!”  

Chat worked diligently on his task while Marinette pinned in the elastic waistband on the dress she was working on. Every so often, Chat would look around to all the almost-finished designs that were spread around the room. A kitty with an attention span of a goldfish would always be curious, so this curious kitty had to ask: “Who are these dresses for and what have you got planned for them?”

Marinette smiled with elation. “The pantsuit you are working on is for Alix. She didn’t want a dress, and I’m glad she didn’t - it just doesn’t fit her personality. The white top beside it goes with it. I just need her to wear it to ensure the fit, and hers is pretty much done. Max is her date and asked for a tie to match. Alya’s is the orange dress hanging up. I just need to finish the stitch work on the bodice and have the final fitting for it. She requested an orange tie for Nino, so that slice of fabric there is for me to work on. The black and purple fabric over there,” she said as she pointed to the folded satin fabric on the table, “is for Juleka – she wants something more form fitting, so that one will be a little more work than everyone’s as I need it to be just right. I’m starting on hers tomorrow. And this one,” Marinette pointed to her mannequin, “is Rose’s. She wants a ball gown inspired dress, but short and bubbly. Right now I’m just bunching up the pleats before I cut the fabric and hem it.”

Chat looked all around him.  The designs that she had time to do plus the work already put into was incredible. She was going to be an amazing designer one day. Then a frown claimed his face. Where was her dress?  

Marinette saw the concerned look on Chat’s face. “Are you okay, Chat?”

“Where is your dress, Marinette? You must have a date to the dance, don’t you?”

The smile she gave him didn’t reach her eyes. “I don’t have a date yet. I haven’t started on my dress yet either.” She shrugged. “There is someone I hope that would ask me, but I’m not sure if he sees me more than a friend. I mean, he’s been acting sweeter towards me lately, but I don’t know if I’m reading too much into it or not. And I have an idea for a dress, but that can wait until I’m done with everyone’s first.”

Chat internally screams at the thought. Hopefully she means his civilian self. “Well you are pawsitively purrfect, princess. If he doesn’t take you, I will. And I know your dress will come out amazing.” Chat was smiling with a proud look on his face making Marinette snicker before throwing a pillow at his head.

“Thanks, Chat...” a warmth fills her chest that brought a loving smile to her face, “for everything.”