#the multiverse of Stone

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grim reaper stone x guard!dog reader..........

It's very rare that people decide they want to disrespect him, but it happens. And before Grim Reaper!Stone could tell them off himself, Guard Dog!Reader interjected, telling them off for him.

Grim Reaper!Stone would be so confused because usually everyone is wary of him. Before you, no one defended him. They all thought he didn't need protection and he kind of didn't, but that didn't mean he didn't appreciate it.

Honestly, with the way he grew up, being protected by someone isn't something he knows. He always thought no one would protect him, no one wanted to protect him. He just thought protection and love was out of his reach, something he was only meant to see others get.

But you defend him constantly, throwing verbal assaults on those who decide to try and pick on him for being a mindless soldier, sometimes even fighting them. You're in his corner, willing to have his back, and that means a lot considering he's very paranoid.

Knowing that you want to protect him makes him want to melt.

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i need to interview actor!stone and have massive amounts of sexual tension

Mm, imagine that you're the only interviewer Actor!Stone does an interview with alone. Everyone else has to deal with other co-stars of Actor!Stone with him, but you get him all to yourself. (Just pretend the cameras aren't there.)

Stone loves how comfortable you make him, how at ease he is when he's with you, sitting in a chair directly across from you. It's like he can forget about the cameras, that you're just two normal people having a normal conversation.

And the sexual tension is off the charts, even if it seems like he's his regular cold and stoic self.

His eyes keep dropping down to your lips. He swears he tries to get himself to stop looking there, but every time he hears your soothing voice, that's where his eyes go looking. He has to stop himself from licking his own lips at the sight of yours.

He's so talkative with you, sounding almost eager (a first for you and the fans) as he talks about his upcoming movie which he's doing press for. He gives a small huff of amusement when you playfully ask for a minor spoiler and then he boldly makes a gentle tease back about how you're trying to get him, the golden boy, in trouble.

And the fans go wild, because this is the first time he's ever given himself the title of golden boy. Everyone knows he's the media's golden boy, but he's always been humble about it.

But here, now in this interview, it seems like he's preening at your attention and trying to subtly impress you!

And after the interview airs, everyone's gossiping about how relaxed Stone was with you and how much of a great interviewers you are.

The producers and Stone's agent definitely want to keep getting interviews with you doing the interview because your two's chemistry is unmatched.

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need criminal!stone to just pamper and coddle mafia!reader. just absolute courting behavior and wooing intended. something something mafia!reader having an utterly dogshit day at work and nothing is going his way. very irritated and snaps at everyone.

i feel like after the 3rd guy who gets yelled at by mafia!reader, the people/goons are just like "for fucks sake wheres stone when you need that lovesick dog? he can *probably* calm the guy down, yeah?"

idk lowkey had a shit day and this is how i cope lol. need to just lie next to him in bed in silence. that'll fix me

~ rusty

Criminal!Stone hears you're being snappy with the goons (honestly, he understand it) and he comes to whisk you away to your bedroom. Don't think about work, he's here.

He buries you both underneath the blankets and peppers your face with gentle kisses all over, purring softly to calm you down. Think about him, not on the stress of the day. He'll make it all better.

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Reader who works on pottery and clay making mugs and deep dish baker pans and bowls and plates for baker!stone

Stone moisturizing readers hands because they're dry from working with clay so much

Baker!Stone would love his potter boyfriend! He'd totally help you with moisturizing your hands since they're so dry, loving kissing each of your fingertips afterwards. His hands are so gentle and calloused, but his brown eyes (which have never seen war) are so gentle. His voice so soft and full of warmth.

(Do I like to torture myself with thoughts of Baker!Stone being the only Stone variant healed from the trauma he got from his father despite most of them all have had therapy at one point? Yes.)

Anyways, I think he'd love the mugs and anything you'd make him. He adores using your deep dish baker pans for his bakery, loves how well his pastries and bread bake in them. He swears they bake better in your well-crafted baker pans than they do in the store-brought ones. He enjoys drinking his chai in mugs you made him. You've even made some flower pots for him (he has plants that are safe for cats).

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how would stone and his variants react to reader cheating on them?

Canon!Stone would be extremely hurt, he trusted you. And you cheated on him. He'd break up with you and probably wouldn't date someone else for a long time. Same goes for Girl Dad!Stone.

Grim Reaper!Stone thinks it's the ultimate betrayal. You made him consider himself as an actual person and not the weapon he thought he was and then you went and cheated on him. How could he have meaning and value if you threw his love away like it was a toy? So he closes himself back up, because if all he was to you was a toy, then surely that's all he ever will be.

Criminal!Stone wouldn't know what to do. He's hurt, but you're his mafia boss, his self-proclaimed deity. He can't just abandon you. So he attempts to brush it off, your importance is bigger than his and thus you should be allowed to cheat and hurt him. He's so down bad for you that he'll excuse it all. As long as he has the privilege of being in your presence.

Baker!Stone is hurt and will lick his wounds for months later, but he will hold firm and cut you out of his life. You want to throw away your guys' relationship? Fine with him, he has had therapy and he knows a healthy relationship. And he strives for one, so if you can't give it to him, he'll move onto someone else.

Feral!Stone is absolutely enraged by this because he's an arrogant piece of shit. What do you mean you cheated on him? No, no, that won't do. He's biting you and he might just kill you.

Serial Killer!Stone just becomes cold with you. You better hope you never commit a crime he finds egregious, because his love for you is tainted and if you commit an egregious crime, he'll hunt you down even with all of your romantic history.

Experiment!Stone's reaction is a lot like Grim Reaper!Stone's, in that he just closes himself off again. He thought he wasn't a monster, you taught him that he wasn't a monster. But clearly he was if you felt the need to cheat on him.

Vampire!Stone just scoffs because he'll hopefully be alive for such a long time and time does eventually heal emotional wounds. He tells himself that one day, he won't even remember you, much less the pain you brought him. So it's best he starts thinking of you as his past now.

Werewolf!Stone doesn't understand what he did wrong. Werewolves are meant to be family-oriented. He thought he'd expand his pack with you, grow old with you. And now everything's upside down. He's confused on how to feel.

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WAIT!

Mafia!reader who is also a silver fox DILF with criminal!stone

Maybe even Mafia!reader giving Stone the most important mission...

Babysitting!

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Criminal!Stone will make sure your kid(s) is safe, he promises.

No matter what variant of Stone it is, or if it's even Canon!Stone, kids love Stone. He doesn't understand it since he's usually cold and stoic with them as he is with everyone else, but they see his tallness and burliness and are like "That's a human jungle gym" and they have fun.

So your kids have a blast with him and he's very good at making sure they eat all of their vegetables and go to bed at their bedtime. Of course he does babysitting well, you wanted it done well and so he did it well.

Besides, he wants the kids to love him just as much as he wants you to love him too.

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"I love you"

I was thinking about Stone and his variants and their responses to if you said you love him (along with my little comments). It's a little angsty for some of them and for Serial Killer!Stone you get a little more insight on why he thinks loving him always ends in tragedy.

Stone/Canon!Stone: "You do? ...No one has ever loved me before."

(Canon!Stone truly has no idea what to do with someone who loves him, huh?)

Girl Dad!Stone: "Ever since my early adult years, I thought only Saira would be the one to say those words to me. I love you too."

(There's enough room in his heart to love you and Saira.)

Grim Reaper!Stone: "You don't have to pretend to love me. I'm already your weapon to wield."

(Every time I think about him, it hurts. And here I thought Canon!Stone hurt me the most.)

Criminal!Stone: "I love you too. You're the air I breathe."

(Please stop him before he tells you about how you're his entire universe. We get it, you're obsessed with the mafia boss, Criminal!Stone.)

Baker!Stone: "You have no idea how much I love you too. I want to marry you. Please do me the honor of calling myself your husband?"

(Baker!Stone is so soft and sweet. He'll buy you the most expensive engagement and wedding ring he can afford.)

Feral!Stone: "As you should."

(I have no words for this response except for that it somehow fits Feral!Stone so much. Why does he think you should worship the very ground he walks on?? Where did this arrogance come from??)

Serial Killer!Stone: "The last man to love me died in a dirty alleyway with no one around to be with him in his last moments."

(Fun fact, Kali and Serial!Stone were dating and Kali was on his way to propose to Stone when he got mugged. Yes, Kali's death was the preverbal straw that broke the camel's back and got Stone into vigilantism.)

Experiment!Stone: "I didn't think anyone would love me after what the military did to me. But I feel so happy that you love me because I love you too."

(He thinks he's a monster due to the fact that he's half-tiger-half-man now. But you remind him that he still has his humanity.)

Vampire!Stone: "Know that I'd burn in the sun for you if it meant you were safe."

(It's an odd way to say he loves you too, but at least the intention is there.)

Werewolf!Stone: "I don't need a huge pack, I just need you."

(That's his way of saying he wants to bear your pups. I mean, it's his way of saying he loves you.)

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Don't Piss off the Big Man

I got this idea when thinking of what would make Stone angry and it evolved into this. I couldn't stop it, no matter how hard I tried.

And I did try.

So uh, enjoy this.

TW: Death

Word Count: 1, 281

A pair of rookie soldiers dragged their feet as they walked closer to the gate of the huge compound that was their mafia boss's stronghold. They were surprisingly clean for gangsters and their nervousness was evident in the way they looked everywhere besides the other soldiers guarding the gate.

"You two came back fast," a burly and scarred soldier with the most experience and years in the mafia, nicknamed "Wrench", said. He eyed the pair with suspicion clear in his eyes. "Aren't those the same clothes y'all left in?"

The braver and taller of the pair swallowed the lump in his throat as he replied, "We have... news for the boss."

"News? What kind of news?"

"The kind only V—"

Wrench moved from his position in front of the gate and lunged at the soldier, wrapping his meaty hand around the man's throat. "We don't utter his name. If you must reference him, call him by his nickname. Do you understand me?"

Both of the soldiers nodded their heads, the taller looking ashamed at his near slip of the tongue.

"Our news is the kind only Stone can hear," the soldier managed to say despite the grip threatening to damage his vocal cords.

"Your news better be worth it. He won't be happy if you bring him bad news." Wrench let go of the tall soldier's neck, stepping aside for the pair.

After getting a whistle of confirmation from Wrench to open the gate, the soldier manning guard booth pressed the button to open the gate. The pair of soldiers could see into the compound, seeing various soldiers sparring in the grassy backyard.

Knowing they couldn't delay the arrival of the news they had, the pair of soldiers entered the compound. They made their way to the middle of the compound where the mafia boss's house was, trying to quell their nerves which grew with every step they took

Getting into the house was a blur, a soldier patting down each soldier and taking their guns for safe keeping before allowing them to get inside the house.

The house was surprisingly sparse for a mafia boss's house but it was common knowledge that Stone wasn't a materialistic man. The halls were silent besides the sounds of their footsteps as they went to Stone's study.

The taller soldier took the lead and knocked three times on the study door, signaling to the mafia boss inside that it was just soldiers wanting his attention.

"Come in." Stone's deep voice was monotone as usual and loud enough to make both soldiers shiver.

The soldier in front of the door turned the handle and walked inside the study. He only stopped walking when he was in front of Stone's desk, his companion closing the door as everyone knew Stone liked his privacy.

Stone's dark brown eyes were emotionless as they peered at the pair of men in front of him. "I sent you two on a mission to kill an associate of my enemy and yet, here you two are not too long after I sent you on your way. And your clothes are clean."

He got up from his chair, towering over even the taller soldier. He was covered head to toe in scars from so many gunfights that it was a miracle he was still standing here today. He leaned against the front of his desk, looking relaxed while showing off his holstered sidearm which was revealed by his jacket falling open slightly.

"I'm going to be kind and let you two explain. But do it fast before my kindness and patience runs out."

The taller soldier wet his lips by licking them and he said, "We got bribed, sir."

"You got bribed?" Stone repeated, his expression unreadable. His stare was unblinkingly, which the pair of soldiers didn't know whether that was good or not.

"Yes, we got bribed." The shorter soldier finally spoke, clearly gaining the courage to do so. He seemed to shrink underneath Stone's gaze when it came to him, though. "The associate bribed us in the hopes of sparing his life and well... We were desperate for money. But we regretted what we did instantly."

Stone hummed in acknowledgement, his hands splayed behind him on the desk. His fingers tapped the varnished wood in a soothing rhythm. "Why tell me this? Why not take the money and disappear?"

The shorter soldier glanced at his companion before looking back at the mafia boss. "We're hoping for forgiveness, sir. We understand the kindness you've taken on us by allowing us to serve you as a soldier and while our greed took us, we're prepared to earn your trust once more. Starting with giving you the money we got."

As if they were in sync, the pair of soldiers reached into their pockets and took out two envelopes full of cash. They only moved close enough to the mafia boss to drop the envelopes on the desk before going back to being a little bit away from the man.

Stone turned to the envelopes and opened one, peering into the cash inside. His fingers dipped inside, pushing money aside as he counted it. Eventually, he set the envelope back on top of the other.

"I appreciate you giving me the money," he said as he walked over to the little shelf drilled to the wall and picked up a small vase that was so expensive that it must've been a gift considering how cheap the mafia boss when it came to himself. "I understand the desperation to have more money, to live comfortably. After all, that's why I entered the criminal underworld. I wanted to get off the streets and make sure I never had to fear when I'd have shelter or when I would have to sleep on the unforgiving ground."

With the vase still in his hand, he moved closer to the two soldiers. They didn't seem to notice him getting closer, their focus on the intricate designs on the vase.

"However, I'm no fool. I don't reward those who betray me. And you've certainly betrayed me."

Before the two men could comprehend what was happening, Stone raised the small vase and struck the taller soldier in the head. He didn't let the soldier realize what was happening as he kept striking the man in the head, over and over again.

The shorter soldier froze in fear, stuck watching the mafia boss viciously pound his friend's skull with the vase until his friend's face slowly became unrecognizable. He only snapped out of his stupor once the mafia boss stopped his actions, straightening up to look at the soldier who was left.

The soldier scrambled to reach for an envelope opener on the mafia boss's desk as that would be his only hope for a weapon, but the mafia boss was quicker. Before the man could blink, a gunshot rang out and his torso flared with pain.

He gasped and hit the ground, landing on his side. His blood pooled out of him and onto the floor, his body and mind panicking and unable to comprehend what was happening. He pressed his palms to the floor, trying to crawl away, but Stone who was standing above him kicked him square in the chest.

Stone watched as the soldier mewled in pain and the force of the kick made the soldier go from laying on his side to laying on his back. As his eyes locked with the soldier's, his lips unnaturally pulled upwards into a sinister smile while he aimed the gun at the soldier's head.

The soldier's blood grew cold at the last words he would ever hear.

"Nighty night."

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Welp, there it is. A new Stone variant appeared. Is he here to stay? That has yet to be determined.

So enjoy him while he lasts.

Requests are open! Please look at "Rules for Requesting NSFW" before requesting anything NSFW!

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grim reaper!reader and grim reaper!stone should make out sloppy style. i mean what? who said that. no it doesnt matter how different their name origins are /lh

((also yay,,, im back methinks))

They are both morally gray, so they'd get along methinks. Grim Reaper!Stone, go make out with Grim Reaper!Reader.

Officially, there's now like four people with the callsign/codename Grim Reaper, which is funny to me. So there's Grim Reaper (Bharat's old callsign), Grim Reaper (Grim Reaper!Stone), Grim Reaper (one of Death's nicknames), and Grim Reaper (Vigilante!Reader's vigilante name).

I have a lot of love for the callsign Grim Reaper apparently.

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something something interviewer reader doing another interview with actor!stone but there’s another costar there as well this time and they’re hogging all the questions and clearly trying to get it on with reader🫣

Actor!Stone is so quiet during this interview, just watching his costar hog all of your attention.

Any question you ask him, the costar answers for him. The costar is one of the celebrities who are envious of Stone's popularity, so they try and paint him as an absolute villain on set.

They tell you all fake stories about how Stone yells at everyone and how he looks down upon the caterers and production people. They're clearly just making up shit (shit they've probably done themselves), anything to try and taint Stone's portrayal as the golden boy.

And the absolutely worst part is that they keep flirting with you too, which leads you to stop the interview just to turn them down. Which clearly makes them flustered because how dare you turn them down?

And after the interview airs, everyone on social media is bashing the costar, saying how uncouth they were to try and defame Stone. What airs after the interview is a journalist speaking up about the costar's accusations and the journalists goes through each story and debunks it, informing the public on who actually did every disgraceful thing the costar tried to pin on Stone.

Safe to say, the costar more or less gets blacklisted. And you do another interview, this time alone, with Actor!Stone. Where he so humbly decides not to bash the costar and instead focuses his time on staying away from the topic of drama in the interview.

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if criminal!stone failed a mission that mafia boss reader gave him, how would he feel?

(hypothetically cause i dont think hes able to not do whatever the fuck mafia boss tells him right)

Hypothetically, Criminal!Stone is coming back from that mission/job and giving you his gun so you can kill him.

Because how could he fail you like that??? He thinks he doesn't deserve to live knowing that he failed you. You deserve a right-hand that can get the job done, there's no room for failure. So if he fails you, he must die.

He's dramatic and loyal like that.

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criminal!stone seeing mafia boss in a dress

Criminal!Stone's brain would stop working. He'd be like "Wow, you're so hot" and start drooling right then and there.

You two totally wear dresses together, I see it now. Imagine if you both wear revealing dresses (because Criminal!Stone definitely does) and oh the possessiveness. He doesn't want anyone seeing his god like this, but also he can't deny that he wants to show off for you. He's a little hypocrite like that, not wanting you to wear revealing dresses but also wears revealing dresses.

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let me marry criminal stone plsplspls

Criminal!Stone wants to marry you too. Please and thank you.

He'd wear the prettiest and the most risqué wedding dress and you both know it. He'd be the most breathtaking bride ever.

Please marry him. Be his husband. Please, please, please, please.

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Finally Home

***Part One, Two, Three, Four, Five, Six, and Seven***

Stone just loves to stare at me until I write for him. Sigh.

At least this is the end of his self-healing journey. It's been a long time coming.

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Mohandas and Vikram's journey home was taking longer than expected. Vikram felt like they couldn't get home faster and that everything that could go wrong did go wrong.

First, every flight they had looked at had been fully sold out for two weeks. When they finally got their flight and went to the airport, their flight kept getting delayed until they ended up getting on the plane a day later than they were scheduled to. Then they landed safely back home but one of Mohandas' suitcases got lost.

And now Vikram's old Jeep had broken down in the middle of their drive to the ranch and the engine was smoking.

"What are we supposed to do now?" Mohandas asked his big brother, glancing over at Vikram to see he was just staring at the smoky car. He didn't seem to be blinking either. "Vikram?"

Vikram snapped out of his stupor, grunting in reply before running his fingers through his hair. He had to figure out what they were supposed to do now.

"Call Fariz, he should be available right now." Vikram gestured to the pant pocket where Mohandas kept his phone. He checked his watch to make sure Fariz truly would be available at this time. "If he's stuck to his usual Friday routine, he should be going home from visiting Lane."

Mohandas nodded and fished out his phone, opening it to make the phone call. He walked a few feet away so that he could hear Fariz over the engine smoking.

Vikram looked back at his Jeep, sighing. "I think it's time I get a new car," he murmured, reaching out to pat the hood of the car before remembering it was hot from the engine. "You served me well though."

It took an hour for Fariz to come pick the two men up because of how far Lane's bunker was from where the two men got stuck and by the time he came, Vikram's Jeep had already been towed away to a mechanic's shop. The mechanic who towed it was unsure of whether they could fix the car, but she told Vikram that they'd try their best and then call him later on whether they could or couldn't fix it.

Vikram blew out a breath of relief when he saw Fariz's car pull up and he helped Mohandas put their luggage in the trunk

"Fariz, I'm so glad to see you," he said when the shorter man unlocked his car for the two men to get inside. He settled inside the passenger's seat nicely, glancing back at Mohandas who got into the back. "Thank you for picking us up."

Fariz gave his boyfriend a bright smile before leaning over the car console to kiss Vikram. It felt like home when their lips touched, a true sign that Vikram was truly back.

He pulled back, reaching up to caress Vikram's scarred cheek. "I'm so glad to see you too, Meri Jaan. Though, I was surprised to hear you were back already." He continued to caress his boyfriend's cheek, unable to stop touching him. "Why didn't you two say you were coming home?"

Vikram gave him a sheepish smile, melting at the caresses. "I wanted to surprise you all," he admitted.

"Consider me pleasantly surprised, Meri Jaan."

Mohandas coughed to remind the two that he was back there. He pretended to ignore the glare his big brother threw his way for interrupting their moment.

"One, you two are disgustingly sweet," he said, playfully gagging. "Two, can we please go back home? I feel disgusting from the flight."

Fariz didn't seem bothered by his moment with Vikram being interrupted and he even apologized to Mohandas. He then started driving them home, using the drive home to catch the two up on what happened since the last time they talked.

"Laila is home," he said just as they turned on the dirt path that would lead to the ranch an hour later.

Vikram paused at that, taking in the information. He had missed Laila just as much as the rest of the kids, if not slightly more, but he had no idea whether she wanted to talk to him again or not. He wouldn't hold it against her if she didn't want to speak to him once they arrived.

"How is she?" he asked, hoping she was well. His stomach dropped at the thought she wasn't doing well. "When did she come back?"

Fariz tapped on the steering wheel as he thought back to when she came back to the ranch. "She and Anika came back a month ago. They're both doing well." He let his words sink in before adding, "She misses you."

Vikram's heart skipped a beat at that, feeling a small bit of hope at that. "She does?"

"I think she calmed down and realized just how much she loves you," Fariz said. "But I don't know much more than that. You'll have to see for yourself when you talk to her."

Vikram grew quiet, hoping he could apologize to her. He understood why she had been so frustrated with him and why both she and Mary felt so suffocated with him.

He couldn't go back and change the past, but he was going to prove that he was better now. And he'd just have to hope that was enough. He was feeling very nervous when Fariz parked the car in front of the ranch like he wasn't sure he'd be greeted warmly by everyone. His mind was running through all of the worst-case scenarios and he took a deep breath to calm down.

With his stomach churning, Vikram opened the car door and got out. He breathed in the smell of nature, having missed it after being in the smoggy New York City for months.

He was home.

He could hear Shadow barking in the distance, no doubt the wolf had heard the car pull up. He waited patiently while Fariz took out the luggage with Mohandas, waiting to see his best friend appear with the wolf beside him.

A smile found its way onto his face as Vikram saw Ashok coming, the man dirty as usual from his ranch duties. He could see Ashok speed up when he noticed Vikram and the excitement made Vikram laugh.

Shadow had run ahead to get some pets and Vikram gave him those pets before turning his attention to Ashok. He didn't hesitate to take Ashok in for a hug when he was near. Ashok's dirty clothes were no deterrent to him.

He was rewarded with the shorter man pulling him closer and gripping him tightly. Both men didn't seem to want to let go of each other. Ashok made a noise of disbelief, pulling back to look at the taller man.

"Vikram! You're back," he said in awe and shock. His eyebrows furrowed as he took in the sight of the man in front of him. "Did you get a haircut when you were in New York?"

Vikram nodded, leaning his head down for Ashok to see the haircut more clearly. "Yeah, decided to bite the bullet and go to the barber before it got too long," he answered.

Ashok whistled in surprise at that. "Wow, you're truly a changed man if you got your hair cut by anyone other than Ivan."

The joke made Vikram roll his eyes and he playfully pushed Ashok away from him. He peered into the windows of the house, trying to see who was inside.

"Where is Sylvester? Where are the kids?"

"Sylvester is in the greenhouse if I remember correctly," Ashok replied after wracking his brain for the answer. "As for the kids, I believe everyone except Laila went to visit their cousins. Laila is inside the house, in the kitchen."

Mohandas quickly grabbed Vikram's attention, silently gesturing that he was going to head to the tree house to rest. Vikram nodded in acknowledgment, watching his brother go before turning back to the house.

He was torn between being brave and going inside to see Laila or taking the coward's way out and going to see his husband. However, Ashok wasn't giving him much choice.

"I'll tell Adam to get Sylvester while you talk to Laila. We're going to make sure Sylvester is extremely surprised when you two meet." With those words, Vikram was ushered inside while Adam went out.

Vikram nodded in greeting to the man, not speaking as he was too nervous to do so. He made his way to the kitchen, trying hard not to fidget with his hands. He stepped into the kitchen, his heart melting at the sight of his daughter trying to look for the Indian snacks in the cupboards.

"I hide the snacks in the bottom cupboards because Ashok likes to steal mine," he said, trying to keep his smile up despite Laila turning around with a jump. It was hard to keep smiling when he had scared his daughter and the smile soon slipped. "Though I don't know if he figured out where I hid the stash."

He walked forward, his movements slow so as not to scare her again. He went to the cupboard where he had felt the snacks, opening it and pulling out pots and pans. He was greeted with a small stash of his favorite Indian snacks and he took them out, offering them to Laila.

"I'm sorry."

Vikram blinked in surprise when he realized they had both apologized at the same time. He cocked his head to the side in confusion. "What are you sorry for, Beta?"

Laila gulped like she was ashamed. "I'm sorry for yelling at you the last time we talked," she admitted. "I was too harsh." Vikram shook his head. He had deserved it.

"I should've known better, Beta. I'm sorry, for everything."

His hand twitched to reach up and caress her hair, but he didn't dare move. He didn't want to make her uncomfortable.

"I'm sorry for making you take care of me at a young age and for not changing until recently. You deserved better than that and you had every right to be upset with me. I'm your father, not a child for you to coddle. That's not your job and I'm sorry I ever made you feel like it was."

Laila's eyes watered and she rushed forward to hug her father. "I don't want to be mad at you anymore, Baba," she said, her voice cracking. "I'm so tired of the anger I've felt for you when I left."

Vikram hugged her tightly, placing the snacks on the counter. He realized just how similar they were, how they both had gotten so fed up with the way they felt towards their fathers.

Their situations were different, but they both felt like they were too tired to be that way anymore. They had both needed the time apart, to be away from the ranch.

He kissed her hair before resting his chin on her head. "I know, Beta. I'm sorry for making you feel that. I can't change what I've done, but I can offer the chance to move forward," he said, looking down at her. "It doesn't mean you forgive me or you forget what I've done, but it just means we won't look back on it and regret what we've done. Because being in the past does us nothing but hurt us more." "You don't even have to agree or disagree to move forward right now, Beta. Just think about it, okay? I don't expect anything from you except you to do whatever you feel is right."

After his words, they just stood there and hugged. Vikram felt at peace despite their relationship still being somewhat on the rocks, but at least she was in front of him again.

They eventually pulled away from each other and Laila grabbed one of Vikram's snacks, thanking him for showing her where it was. At that moment, they heard the front door opening and the clacking of Sylvester's cane on the floor as he entered the house.

Vikram broke out into a smile and gave Laila one last kiss on the head before he walked out of the kitchen. He was immediately in awe of his husband's beauty and as soon as he got close, he sank to his knees in front of him.

He didn't care about how his old man knees would be hurting once he got up as he had the urge to worship the ground his husband walked on. He settled for gently taking Sylvester's hands in his and kissing his knuckles.

"My star, I've missed you," he murmured in between kissing his husband's knuckles. He kept pressing kisses against the knuckles. "I love you. So much."

Sylvester tugged at Vikram's shirt for him to get up and they hugged once the taller man was standing again. "I missed you too, angel. You didn't have to kneel to greet me, though," he said, huffing at his husband for doing such a thing.

Vikram hummed in reply, moving to kiss the shorter man. And then he kissed his husband several more times.

He was too ecstatic to stop kissing his husband. He had a lot of time to catch up and he was hoping to do just that.

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The end of a journey. God, I didn't think it would ever take this long, but hey. At least Stone is feeling free.

Do I like how I ended this part? Not particularly, but me and endings are almost never good friends.

I'm also making it Chester's problem to write Mārīte and Stone reuniting. /lh /nf

[the-whispers-of-death]

more vampire!stone x human?

Second part to this ask. (Well, I'm assuming this is not about the vampire!hunter one and rather the injured human ask.)

You woke a few hours later in a rather comfortable, large bed. The gunshot wound to your abdomen was stitched up, if the gauze wrapped around your torso was any indication.

Someone was kind enough to patch you up, perhaps the tall and burly man that you had seen briefly before passing out.

"Don't sit up," said man spoke as he walked into the bedroom just as you were about to sit up. "You might tear your stitches."

His voice sounded so cold and he was covered head to toe, wearing a balaclava and long-sleeves and long pants. There was not an inch of skin that you could see, which would make you uneasy if he hadn't been the one to help you.

"Thank you," you replied, knowing it was best to quickly thank him.

Vampire!Stone didn't respond to your gratitude, instead handing you a bowl of soup. "Here, you'll need your strength as you heal."

You looked down at the bowl and then up at him when you saw he was leaving you here, in what possibly was his bedroom. "You're letting me stay?" you asked, shocked by his kindness.

Stone's fangs throbbed beneath his gums, hidden away by his mouth and the balaclava he wore. Even after patching you up, he could still smell the blood wafting off you in ways and the dark part of him that was always hungry begged beneath his skin to feast on your blood. But here you were, thinking he was kind.

"Don't get too cocky, it's only until you're healed enough to journey back to your own home."

With those words, he left the bedroom. Having you here was going to test his resistance.

[the-whispers-of-death]

thought about Grim Reaper Stone...... the things i would do to him

Grim Reaper!Stone would let you do anything to him, as long as you still love him. Which can devolve into a toxic relationship very fast but hey, at least there's love.