He’s a street wise orphan kid who KNOWS how to fight! He’s fearless. He’s willing to defend himself and I think he genuinely LIKES Copernicus and the rest of only because he’s used to working as a team. He literally SEES them as his gang, it’s all he knows after all! It’s an easy camaraderie.
What’s becoming more and more apparent is that these individuals might be the last incarnation - not because they’re “the wrong vessels” but perhaps because the spirits who have been trapped neigh a Millenium need to finally let go. THE REINCARNATED SPIRITS are the ones who need to move on.
Because Winston is right! Emma would never hurt anyone! She doesn’t want to! That’s the basis for a very good hero in every case! And yet - Edred insists she just let Malinda take over to do what they’ve always done - a method that has YET to actual defeat the great evil they’re after. Go figure.
Stubborn Sickness.
(This is the chapter 2 of this post)
“I don't wanna, m’ fine!” You tell Faust, sniffling up snot clogging your nose. Faust with his incredible doctor abilities, knows that winter sickness has gotten you thoroughly. He offers you some tea, but you refuse it with your raspy voice.
“Please, Y/N. You're awfully sick, and you need plenty of warm liquids, medicine, and rest!” Faust says stubbornly, not giving up on making you better. He's a doctor and keen on helping people, so of course he's not giving up on someone as close to him as you.
“I don't need rest, I'll get better on my own.” You tell him, crossing your arms over the blanket. Faust frowns, somehow conveyed by the eyehole on his paper bag.
“Since you're so stubborn, I'll have to make sure you get your medicine. You have a high fever, and I'm not letting you stay this way.” Faust says with conviction, almost making you nervous. He reluctantly leaves, looking back at you before closing the bedroom door.
Time for a plan!
As you feel the tired sickness lull you to sleep, something feels somewhat off. As you sleep, a group of Mini-Fausts sneaks under the bedroom door. Somehow, they manage to open the door by making a tower, making sure to be quiet besides a few squeaks. They sneak in a bowl of soup and tea, carrying it up to the table next to the side of the bed where you're sleeping.
“Wuh… Faust?” You say as you wake up slowly, your vision blurred slightly. You see a line of Mini-Fausts carrying a spoon to your mouth. Without thought, you open your mouth, but quickly shut it as the spoon touches your lips.
“Wha… wha is that?” You ask, seeing the Mini-Fausts shake the spoon slightly. You smell chicken noodle soup and sigh softly.
“So, this is his plan?” You look at the train of Mini-Fausts on your chest, impatiently bumping the spoon against your lips repeatedly.
“Alright, I'll bite.” You shrug, opening your mouth. The small Faustlets lower the spoon in your mouth, letting you eat the soup.
“Mmmm…” You say in bliss, the warm soup hitting your sore throat. You can obviously taste the medicine aftertaste, but somehow Faust made it work well with the soup's taste.
You try to grab the spoon from the smaller Fausts, but they hold on with great strength, not letting you feed yourself. They continue to feed you, seeming happy every time you eat a spoonful.
After you finish the soup, the group takes the bowl from the table next to you, marching off. Just as you think it's over and you're ready for Faust to come in and scold you for refusing help, the marching Fausts come back.
“Is there more?” You ask, your voice much less raspy. They climb up the table scarily fast, starting to bring you spoonfuls of the tea.
“O-oh… I see.” You say, mentally smacking yourself in the head for not noticing the cup before.
As the Mini-Fausts slowly but steadily feed you the tea, you can feel the snot in your nose clear up a little. The tea is fairly sweet and lemony, making your throat also feel better. After the tea is finished, a Small Faust climbs the side of the pillow you rest your head on, patting your forehead and squeaking in a somewhat happy manner.
The warm feeling in your gut lulls you into a better sleep, letting you rest. Instead of sleeping with a stinging feeling in your eyes and nose, it all seems suppressed.
“I told you it would make you feel better. Y/N.” Faust says quietly, resting a hand on your shoulder as you sleep. Now that you're sleeping more peacefully, Faust can rest himself.
No, it doesn't matter that it's 2 am!
Soon enough, you get better, and you decide that you should let Faust do his magic when he knows you're sick.
Yeah, that's for the best.
Thank you for writing that short Faust x female reader fic. I’ve been experiencing some major health problems as of late, and I’ve been feeling incredibly depressed. I don’t know what kind of future I’ll have because of these health issues. Your story put a smile on my face when I needed it. Hope you have a good day.
Oh wow, I'm glad I could put a smile on your face! I'll be writing more later, but stay safe and don't push yourself too much.
Four score and seven years ago I thought about a cool thing where I pose hero heinz like black dahlias taunt but I didn't end up liking it so I'm just now posting it weeeee
Hopefully I posted these correctly lol, sorry if anyone's timeline gets blasted by xrd chibis. Chibis belong to Arc System Works Scans courtesy of @solradguy
New chapter! Sick!Reader this time.
Sorry a03bros a03 is being weird atm so it'll probably be a text-post here.
Working on feeding yall rn (making a faust x reader fanfic) that should be done in a few days hopefully.
This will never not be funny to me.
due to request and I thought it would be fun; Pepton fusion now in different flavors!
what each one is exactly and a fun fact I thought of while designing these losers:
wrecking star (pizzano x swap anton): sounds of a live studio audience follows him around pomodoro marcio (evil peppino x evil anton): pocket knife hand is hammer space-esce, can pull out any tool he needs no matter how comical cancelled classic (pizza massacre peppino x antonball anton): roundest and shortest of the fusions paptun (fake peppino x paul): despite the blocky look, has the feel of playdough to the touch
Ameripan is so interesting because I feel like Alfred/Amelia would tiptoe around being fully romanticly open while Kiku/Sakura would be so blatant about it. Like Alfred/Amelia would bring Kiku/Sakura chocolates and be like "Hey, if you ever wanna hang out, I'm free for the next 3 days!" And Kiku/Sakura would be like "Ah, I see. Our date will be tomorrow at 8am. Do not be late, America." And It would catch Alfred/Amelia off guard so badly because they aren't used to being so forward all the time.
Hiiii, I'm CannedDamage. I'm not good at descriptions. Blank/Spam accounts WILL BE BLOCKED.
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