Again?
Again?
I drag my heavy body op, it's too fucking early. There's a throbbing pain in my head. No, no, no. Not another migraine. The light is flooding in through the windows. I groan and fall back in bed, turning on my stomach to bury my face in my pillow. I feel the sunshine on my back, warming op my skin. I have so much to do today, I can't have a migraine right now, I'm too busy today. It's so bad, I don't even when try to get op. I yawn into the pillow. It hurts my rips to lay like this, but If I lay on my back, my head will explode. I shift on my side, pulling my pillow out from under my head and I press it to my face to block out the sun light. There's a knock on my door. I groan at the sound, it's too much. There isn't another knock, but a soft opening of it, a small sound to make sure I hear whoever is coming in. I hope it's Nico. I want it to be Nico. The doors closed "Honey?" It's my boyfriend's sweet, low voice. Thank the gods. "Mhm" I grunt. "Oh" He sigh. I hear a little rustling around, the sound of paper and the sound of a pen. He taps my shoulder and I shuffle to face him, my eyes half open. He's sitting on the floor next to my bed, pen and paper in hand. "I know you had a lot to do today, so give me a list, and I'll make sure that people know it'll have to be pushed" He whispers. I grunt. "Um" I start, my own voice making my head ache. "Will, Percy, Annabeth, and Grover" I mumble. "Okay" He whispers and gets op from his place on the floor. "Come on, Let's get you to my cabin" He whispers, leaning down to place a light kiss on my forehead. As I slowly make my way op in bed, Nico finds me clothes to wear. Without a word or permission, Nico pulls a T-shirt over my head, then a hoodie. I put on my own pants, because I won't let him do that. I grab my glasses and put em on. They don't help, but if I don't wear them I'll forget to bring them.
I pull the hood op, shading out the light. I hold my head, it's hurt so bad, It'd rather shot myself then have a migraine like this. A cold hand removes mine, lips pressing to my aching forehead. "You'll be okay" He whisper, so low that I barely hear it. I love that boy to death. Nico leads me to the Hades cabin. It's become a normal thing, I hate that it has, but it has. I hate that he has to help me with my migraines. But he always insists, that makes me feel a lot better about it. I've been under a lot more stress than usual, and apparently that can trigger it. I'm going through a wave of stress, so it's happening more and more lately. Nico opens the door to the dark cabin. He walks me in and sits me down on his bed. He closes the door and goes around drawing the curtains. I shed the hoodie, taking off my shoes as well, it's too hot to wear my hoodie. As I settle into his cold bed, Nico comes by, leaving another kiss on my forehead. "I'll only be a minute, then I'll be right back here" He whispers. "Mhm" I mumble and get comfortable in bed. Nico leaves, leaving me alone in his now almost pitch black cabin. It's a strange comfort, it's like coming home. Because it is home, my home is with Nico. My boyfriend, and first boyfriend ever. I feel at home with him, like nothing could hurt me as long as he there. I pull the blanket between my arms, holding onto to it for some sort of feeling. I close my eyes, but I'm not tired. At all. It's like I've never been more awake. It's always worse when I wake op with it. Because a lot of the time, I can't sleep to make it go away. The longest migraine I've had for 10 hours, and my god. I was a baby, I couldn't sleep, I couldn't eat, and I couldn't do anything. It was, the worst one I've ever had. Nico refused to leave me, sticking by me through it. It's hard to keep my eyes close, my eyes fall open. It's hard to sleep, it sucks. I shift in my jeans, why he did me jeans. I sit op, my head throbbing. I yank my jeans off and lay back down.
I turn on my back. I take a deep breath and stare at the ceiling. It's always so boring to be alone during a migraine. Because I can't read, I can't talk to anybody, but I can, cuddle with my sweet, caring boyfriend. When he's there. I hear the door gently open. it's closed. The sound of shoes being taken off fills the room. Yep, Nico. I make some sort of noise that shows I'm still awake. Nico mumbles something for a yes. He get's in beside me, the bed creaking slightly under him. I turn over to look at him and tug at his shirt, a small hint we've made. It's hard to see in the dark, but I think Nico smiles. I shift closer and Nico wraps his arms around me. I try to relax in his hold, but it's hard. All my energy is bonusing around in my body. I whine and shift around a bit. Nico shift too, he's slow, he's probably tired. The gods only know how long he slept last night. I move his arms from around me, it's not good. Nico looks at me questionably. Like, what's wrong? I whine, shift on my back. I tug on his shirt again. "Op" I whisper to him. I need some sort of weight on top of me. Nico shuffles around, getting to his knees. He straddles me, then slowly get's down on me. He lays his legs down and his arms down by his side. He shuffles until he's got his head in the crook of my neck. It's the best thing today, pressure. For some reason, pressure helps me with a lot, anxiety, stress, relaxing, and for some reason it kinda helps with migraines. It's like the energy is squeezed out of my body, at least I can finally relax. "Better?" He whisper, his warm breath on my ear. "Mhm" I murmur. I Lean down and plant a kiss on his shoulder. I loosely stretch my arms down his back, I stick my hands into his back pockets. My body grows heavy under his, best sleep tactic ever. Get someone to lay on you, make sure they're either around your size or bigger. I normal despise the phrase size matters, but in this one case, size does matter. Because if they're too light it won't work as well.
All of a sudden, I'm getting really tired. I find my eyes fluttering closed, This reminds me of the time Nico dragged me to the Hades cabin when he had been away on a trip. He pulled me into his bed and refused to let me leave for anything. (other than the bathroom) He cuddled me until he fell asleep. It was a happy night. Nico shifts on me, jolting me fully awake. I feel his hips above mine, not on, but over my hips. It's okay though. It's nice. I slip my hand out his pocket, I lay my hand down on his rear. He makes some sort of slightly embarrassing noise. It's cute, he's cute. I'm getting more more tired, It's wonderful how Nico can get me to fall asleep. Nico kisses my ear, and I feel a sleepy blush come over my face. It's the best, I'd almost forgotten about the pain. But it's still there, being a pain in ass, or, well pain in the head. He gently bites into my ear. So, he's not sleepy yet, I'll fix that. I pat him on rear until he's humming out embarrassing noises. Sounds he never lets himself make. Eventually he gets sleepy and dozes off before me. I'm so tired, I blink until I can't seem to open my eyes again. I hope the pain wil have gone away by the time I wake op. I smile to myself, bedtime. I give an asleep Nico, one more pat on the rear end. Even though he's asleep, he whines. I know he likes it, and I love to see his reaction. So, I do it lot, more then I should. "Night night Baby" I mumble to him.
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Bedtime struggles
Spencer borrows into your arms holding op the book he wants you to read now. You gently push it back in his arms, watching as he sucks on his pacifier, a pout growing on his sleepy face. "Baby, Mama's read you three books already. It's bedtime now" You coax, gently brushing some curls behind his ear.
Spencer begins to grow fussy, kicking his feet around under the covers and trying again to get you to read the book. It's a disney book, maybe one actual page of writing in the whole thing.
You take it, giving Spencer a firm look. "Last one, you understand? Then right to bed"
Spencer nods, a smile growing behind his pacifier as he snuggles op to you. You begin to read, slowly, hoping he'll pass out soon. You finish the book all too soon for little Spencer's liking. He blinks op at you, unhappy.
Spencer pouts so badly his mouth is almost a fully on V. "What now sweet boy? Mama read you a fourth story just like you asked..Are you uncomfy Baby?" You coo, gently stoking his hair as Spencer's mouth becomes more flat.
Spencer mumbles something you can't understand. You gently coax the pacifier from his mouth, keeping it in your hand so he can still see it, his comfort item isn't being taken away. "My jammes..Icky" he says, squirming around a bit.
"Oh....How are they icky Baby?" You ask, gently stoking his hair. You'd brought him new footy pyjamas with a space print, you'd made sure it was a soft fabric so it was comfortable but some things just get on Spencer's nerves.
"T-The foot stitches Mama, it Itches"
"Oh Baby why didn't you say so?" You get op, grabbing Spencer's older, comfortable and worn out, long pyjamas not not footie ones. You help Spencer out from the covers, undressing him and then redressing him in the known pyjamas. You kiss his forehead and he giggles. "Is that better Baby?" You coo, waiting for a response before tucking him back into bed.
He nods, eyes fluttering, struggling to stay awake. "There's my Baby" You coo, picking him op and tucking him back into bed. Spencer's gently sucking on his pacifier as you tuck him in tightly. "There we go, no more fussing now okay?"
Spencer pouts a bit but does nod again. You slip in beside him, letting the smaller boy snuggle op to you again. You were tired, so tired. Spencer lays op on you, snuggling his head into the crook of your neck.
You reach a hand down, gently giving him his much beloved bum pats. He giggles, wiggling his lower half after so slightly. You continue to pat his bottom, waiting for him to fall asleep before you stop and let yourself fall asleep.
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Little, is home
You were done, with everything. You'd had enough. As you stomp through the front door, you're greeted by a sight that brings tears to your eyes. Spencer, in the 10 minutes he had before you got home, set op your playmat in front of the TV, there's your mobile mat, colouring sheets and crayons. Spencer's smiling at you from the couch.
"There's my princess, come on now. Come to Daddy"
You practically jump onto his lap, making him chuckle. "Now now, what you say, we get you into a diaper and a onesie huh?"
"Yeaaaa, please Daddy?" Your voice grows soft, quite, small. Spencer looks lovingly at your state before picking you op around his hip the way you would a toddler. Your Daddy chances your clothes and sets you down on your playmat. You can't help the grin growing on your face, you really needed this, and Daddy knew it.
You color a million different pictures, watch a million cartoons, but as the night comes to an end, Spencer puts you down in your new crib with a stuffie to snuggle with.
Patton, Honey
Ship : moxiety
Waring : a mention of a nightmare, crying,
Virgil walks through the hallway and down the stairs to the bathroom door.
He hasn't seen Patton all night, his lover wasn't in bed when he fell asleep.
Not that that was unusual, considering they had gotten an argument earlier
But when he wakes up, he hears....
Soft sobbing?...
Are his ear deceiving him?
Virgil Softly knocks on the bathroom door, the sobbing suddenly stop.
"Patton, Honey is that you?" The door unlocks, a rough Patton opens the door slightly, Peering at him with sad eyes.
Virgil opens his arms with the softest smile Patton's ever seen. Patton hides himself in Virgil's arms, "Sorry..."
"Honey what's wrong?"
No matter what Virgil trys Patton won't tell him what's going on, he trys again "Patton, Honey can you look at me, Please?"
Patton looks up at Virgil, the sadness of the others eyes makes it all clear
"Another Nightmare?"
Patton can only nod and go back to hiding himself in Virgil's arms
"I'm sorry Sweetie”
Virgil's gaze moves to the couch 'he slept on the couch?!'
V rocks Patton back and forth
"Baby don't tell me you slept on couch.."
Virgil's voice sounds sad and emphatic
Patton can only nod as tears fall
Virgil holds patton close "Patton, you know you get nightmares when you sleep on the couch”
“Why would you do that” Virgil mutters a hand leaving Patton’s side and moving to the smaller sides hair
“I’m..not sure” Patton mumbles sleeply leaning into Virgil’s touch
“Let’s get you upstairs then” Virgil whispers his hands finding their way under his lover’s legs lifting him up.
Patton’s legs slowly settling around Virgil’s wasit “Mm...”
Patton’s eyes drift close “Tried?” Virgil’s voice is soft and soothing
“Yeah....”
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Patton burys himself in Virgil’s warm embrace “Patton if you do that again i swear to god” Virgil mumbles triedly “i know, i’m sorry..” Patton mutters into Virgil’s chest. Soon they were both asleep in each other’s arms, cuddled up warmly
I'm okay
I run through the forest, my feet burning under me. My heart's pounding in my ears. My chest's tight, too tight, I can't breath. I stumble and fall over a fallen tree. I rush to my feet, stumbling on until through the dark forest I see the light of camp half-blood. The taste of blood is on my tongue, shit did I knock out a tooth or something. I swing on a tree and book it for the big house. Help, I need help. I yell for something, someone, I don't remember what exactly, but I yell out, it's loud, I'm being loud. People come rush out from all over. An Apollo camper, Will maybe, makes me sit on the front steps. He stuffs some paper under my nose. It was bleeding, that was the blood. "Jason, you're okay" He props my leg up, through all the adrenaline I haven't noticed that I had ripped my knee up pretty badly. I must look pretty shaken, because Will counts me through my breathing. There's chaos all around, campers running into the forest, the campers that had been with me, running out, injured and scared shitless. Some are tended to as soon as they run out, some are led into the Infirmary. Will wraps a bandage around my knee, securing it in place by wrapping it a bit down, and a bit up. Clipping down together with something I don't know. I take the paper away from my nose. "Nico, where's Nico?" I shallow down the lump in my throat, Nico, Nico was there, where is he. "I'm sure he's fine, just stay here" Will takes my other leg in his hand. Somehow I scuffed up my ankle. "No, He, He was with us" I heave. "Where is he?" "Shit" Will says, starring up at me wide eye. "He was with you?" "Yes, yes was I not-"
"There you are!" Nico crashes down next to me, he throws his shaking arms around me. "Oh thank fuck you're okay" He pulls back, leaning on shaky arms. He grabs my chin. "Did you fall? Are you okay? what happened? What's-" "Easy" I grab his hand. Will's called away, he runs off to help. "I'm okay" I breath. I'm shaking, it's hard to breath. "Can you breath? How are you? What wrong? What-" I shush him, gribbing his hand tight. "I'm okay" I whispers, breathless. I unlace our hands with shaking fingers, I press his hand to my heart. "See, I'm okay" His eyes are wide with fear. The light of the lamp by the door to the big house, is the only light. People are rushing by us, but we don't move. No, we can't move. The world is in chaos around us, but it's doesn't matter, nothing else matters, as long as Nico's okay, then I'm okay. The blood drips through the bandage, it's dripping down my leg, why did I wear shorts. "You're hurt" He cries out, completely out of breath. "I'll be okay" I whisper, heaving through my open mouth. Will runs back to us. He undoes the bandage and gives me something to hold over the cuts until it stops bleeding. He tries to take a look at Nico but he flat out refuses. "No, No I'm fine. Go" "Just let him have a look" I insist. Nico gives in at my persistence. He's a little scuffed up, but nothing's bleeding, he's okay, so Will runs along to help others. Nico's okay. He's safe, right here with me. My heart rate slowly down as the chaos slowly becomes, well, more organized chaos. It's still wild, but the Apollo campers have a hand on it. They know what they're doing. I hope. After a lot of reassurance I get Nico to let his hand drop from my chest. Instead he takes the hand I'm not using to stop the blood from getting everywhere. He squeezes my hand tightly. I squeeze back. He's not leaving my side again. How did that even happened, we were carefully. We did everything we were supposed to do. He leans into my side. Resting his tired head against my shoulder.
"You almost scared me to death back there, what were you thinking?" His voice is low in the moon light, almost like he doesn't want the people around us to hear him, which wouldn't surprise me. What I did was stupid, I could have gotten myself killed. "I wasn't" I admit, I wasn't thinking, I just needed keep the others safe, keep him safe. So I called after the monster, taunting it, then I ran, leading it away from the others. Away from Nico. I wasn't gonna lose another person, I wasn't gonna let my first, and maybe only boyfriend die before me. "You're an idiot" He says, shoving his shoulder against mine, making us swing for a second before I balance us out. "I know, I'm sorry" I mumble, my legs are heavy, my feet burning. "You could have died" "You could have died too" I shoot back. Nico huffs, and leans up. For a second I think he's going for my ear, to whisper some kind of theat. But he stops before that, planting a light kiss on my cheek. Blood rushes to my face, he's never, oh, fuck. "At least you're my idiot" He murmurs. I blush at his words, thanking Diana he can't see me all that well because of the moonlight. "Yeah" I mutter. Gods, that was a way to end this disastrous trip to the forest. Nico chuckles lightly, careful to not break the mood between us. "Your idiot" I repeat. I move the cloth off my knee, it's drenched in blood. Nico calls over another Apollo kid who cleans it for me and set on a bandage just as Will did. Expect that, now is the time where you suppose to put it on, when the bleeding has stopped, but I know Will was busy, so he jus needed it to hold for a while, while he helped others. I'm told to keep it clean, and to stop by the Infirmary until it's healed. I nod along, not caring one bit, Nico's okay, so I'll be okay too. Suddenly, the horn is blown, it is dinner time? We all gather up at the mess hall we're told to sit where we want, We sit at the closest table, the Zeus table, Nico sits on my left. Mr. D gives some sort announcement, but I can't follow, my heart still hasn't completely returned to normal.
We're given dinner, and there's a silence over the mess hall. Even while eating, Nico refuses to let go of my hand. I don't think I want him too. He finishes before me, instead of leaving, he leaning into my side, squeezing my hand. I squeeze back. Glancing over, I spot Nico's tired eyes, It's not late at all. But I get it, after such a big adrenaline rush, you can get really tired. He gives a small smile. I smile back. We'll be okay, we have to be. And that's why we're gonna be okay. Plus, we have each other. I have him, that's all I need. They call for the camp fire, But I hold Nico's gaze, the answer is already there. We sneak off to the green, to the Hades cabin, that's the closest from here. We sink to the floor just beyond the closed door. Lost in each other's arms, in the soft, gentle touches. It could have been over tonight, it could all have ended. I could have lost him, I could have lost my own life. But we have to move on, so we collect ourselves and get off the floor. Through tears and laughter, we stumble onto his bed. I take a good look at his tear stained face. The face I can't live without. The guy I can't live without. The worried has seeped of his eyes, replaced by relief. We're in the clear for now. I hope we can stay in the clear for a while. But that's pure luck. I caress his cheek, hold him close, I never wanna let go. But I do, shifting back against the wall. Nico follows, sitting himself in my lap, resting his head on my shoulder. "You really scared me" He mutters. "I know" I mumble back, wrapping my arms around his middle. "Promise you won't do that again" He pleads. "You know I can't do that" I whisper. Nico leans back to look in my eyes. He slings his arms around my neck.
"Promise me that you'll try, please"
"I promise"
hii! i really loved your magic bag story!! i was wondering if you could write more caregiver!Spencer with little! reader? if not no worries!! 💗
I most certainly can my friend. I've actually been looking to write some more of that. And you sparked a little idea in me.
"Baby I'm home!"
You had been home all all day, in short. You're regressed, you're needy, and you are getting close to a meltdown. You tug on the sweater you borrowed from Spencer, wishing he was home already. You throw yourself down on your play mat, the nice, comfy play mat Spencer had put op for you in the living room.
Your ear perk op as the sound of a door being unlocked filles the space. You look at the hoping, pleading for it to be Spencer and not Auntie Penny sendt to look after you because he's not going to be home for a while.
"Baby I'm home!" Spencer calls, you smile and jump op, rushing at him. "Ouf..." He takes you takes you into his arms, hoisting you op around his hip. "Do i have a clingly little princess tonight?" He asks, kissing your forehead. You nod, wrapping your arms around his neck, and legs around his waist. "Oh i do?" Spencer asks, bringing you to the living room, setting you down on the couch. You nod wildly, unhappy to be set down as you grab for Spencer. "I know, i know princess" He sqeuzzes your hands before going to the kitchen.
You whine, stomping your feet on the floor. "Daddy!" You yell for him, he's home and he's just leaving you alone? That's not fair! You deserve his attention, don't you? Spencer gives you a small smile. "I'll be there in a second Baby, promise, just a second" He reasures you as he grabs something from his jacket. You look at him, now curious of just what your Daddy is getting you.
"Close your eyes, Daddy has a surprise for you"
And so you do, waiting (And bouncing) as Spencer makes his way back to the couch where you are. Something falls into your hands and Spencer caress your cheek. "Open your eyes baby"
As smile and jump to hug your Daddy. "Thank you Daddy! Thank you!" You giggle, letting go to open the op the new pacifier. Spencer chuckles, watching you with a smile. "You're welcome baby, I know I've been busy the last few days, i hope you like it" Spencer says, siting down on the couch, waiting for you to join him. You do, fumbling with the box.
You smile down at the pretty purple pacifier. You smile and kiss Spencer's cheek. "Thank you Daddy, i love it" You say, pulling it from the packaging. You look to Spencer, hoping for his approval. Spencer chuckles, pulling you into his lap. "Go on, try it for Daddy"
You pop it into your mouth, smiling brightly as start to suck on it. Spencer smiles, stoking your hair. "Such a good little girl" Spencer praises you, gently tucking some hair behind your ear. You blush, still not use to Spencer praising you.
"Ready for some cartoons Baby?"
You nod, happily sucking away at your paci. Spencer sets your play mat in front of the TV and sets you down on it with some colouring pages and crayons. Spencer sets behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist and resting his head on your shoulder as you colour him a picture.
That picture later ends op on the fridge.
I missed you
Read me! : in this I'm calling Deceit, Damien a little background Damien and Virgil use to date now after 4 years apart Damien still has feelings for Virgil and Virgil does to but doesn't want to tell
One time thing
The words left Damien's mouth before he could stop himself to Virgil's suprise, Damien looks terrible he's way to skinny and it looks like he hasn't slept in days. Virgil takes another step towards Demian sadly but he keeps his guard up "you missed me, really?" Virgil snarls sarcastically but inside he just wants to hug him, Damien feels tears streaming down his cheeks Virgil sighs and old habits kick in. Virgil hushs Damien's sobs just as he use to, with kind words and soft hands running through his hair, "I missed you two...." Virgil admitted "Y-You did?" Damien mutters surprisely as tears continue to fall "Mhm, I hate to say it but I did" Virgil says as Damien sobs come to an end, Damien sniffs and says "D-do you really mean it?" Damien curls his arms op against Virgil chest, "of course I do" Damien couldn't help but burst into tears again "I'm here, It's okay~" Virgil takes Damien's hand
"Hey, let's just sit down and talk alright" Damien nods tears still rolling "Mhm sounds good?" Virgil asks with a gentle smile, Virgil leads Damien to his room and closes the door behind them. Virgil still holding Damien hand sat down, he let Damien's hand go but he didn't want to, Virgil was still surprised at how vulnerable Damien was being. It wasn't usually like this normally Damien would comfort him not the other way around, but that didn't matter now. Because Damien had gotten up and was about leave "I know you don't *sniff* want me here *sniff* so I'll leave*sniff*" Damien's voice shook as he spoke
Virgil recognizes that sniff, Damien was going to leave and be in a bad place for a while. Virgil got up and hugs Damien's from behind, "Virgil *sniff* let me g-go" Damien mutters, "No don't leave, Not yet." Virgil swallows his pride "I-i need you here, so please don't leave"
"Okay I'll stay"
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