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"Wha...t?" You question the air, as your vision remains blurred for a few moments after the awakening following your shortened slumber. You lay on the hard ground beneath your back for a moment, your vision deciding to level out now, so you stand, creating a new blanket of nausea.
After wobbling a bit, you steady yourself and rub your eyes free of the sleepiness that still lingers in them. You yawn and stretch, scanning the perimeter.
Ah, you're here. This place brings back some embarrassing memories... You were currently in your best friend's bright green apartment. Why he even fancied such a bright color, let alone brighten it, by any means. You dust off your jeans that you fell asleep in last night, and wander his large apartment in remembrance.
This was such a horrid day. You were scared of thunder and lighting, or any means of nature-produced electricity or menacing sound. It was a stupid fear, and you in the present agree with that. You were huddled near a corner, like the scared child you were at the time, and your ears closed around your ears as tight as they could, but the sound of thunder boomed in your ears as it echoed in the black apartment.
"Hello?" Someone called as another cry of thunder leaped through the sky, booming in your ears, making you whimper pathetically. By the time you trusted the sky to not make that horrible noise again, you lift your head and look at the voice's direction.
Your [E/C] eyes connected with metallic silver ones for a spilt second before a boom of thunder caused you to lurch forward, clinging to the stranger.
In your ear, the person purred, "It'll be okay..."
Turns out? It was, indeed, fine. The power had just gone out for a couple hours, despite the fact that he was coming to tell you exactly that, he stayed with you the entire time. He's such a good best friend.
As you come back down to Earth and round a corner, you catch sight of your little Doctorate. You grin and sneak up behind him, lacing your arms around his waist. "Hey, Scratch..."
You hear his low laugh and smile, as he turns in your loose grip, hugging you back. "Welcome back to the living, ___."
You chuckle at the usual calm, collected Doctor's joke, and nuzzle into his white sweater.
After wobbling a bit, you steady yourself and rub your eyes free of the sleepiness that still lingers in them. You yawn and stretch, scanning the perimeter.
Ah, you're here. This place brings back some embarrassing memories... You were currently in your best friend's bright green apartment. Why he even fancied such a bright color, let alone brighten it, by any means. You dust off your jeans that you fell asleep in last night, and wander his large apartment in remembrance.
This was such a horrid day. You were scared of thunder and lighting, or any means of nature-produced electricity or menacing sound. It was a stupid fear, and you in the present agree with that. You were huddled near a corner, like the scared child you were at the time, and your ears closed around your ears as tight as they could, but the sound of thunder boomed in your ears as it echoed in the black apartment.
"Hello?" Someone called as another cry of thunder leaped through the sky, booming in your ears, making you whimper pathetically. By the time you trusted the sky to not make that horrible noise again, you lift your head and look at the voice's direction.
Your [E/C] eyes connected with metallic silver ones for a spilt second before a boom of thunder caused you to lurch forward, clinging to the stranger.
In your ear, the person purred, "It'll be okay..."
Turns out? It was, indeed, fine. The power had just gone out for a couple hours, despite the fact that he was coming to tell you exactly that, he stayed with you the entire time. He's such a good best friend.
As you come back down to Earth and round a corner, you catch sight of your little Doctorate. You grin and sneak up behind him, lacing your arms around his waist. "Hey, Scratch..."
You hear his low laugh and smile, as he turns in your loose grip, hugging you back. "Welcome back to the living, ___."
You chuckle at the usual calm, collected Doctor's joke, and nuzzle into his white sweater.
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Reader X Doc Scratch: Domesticity
He loved his house.
He loved how it brought comfort to him and his guests, and how it functioned for him as both a home and office. He loved how his kitchen smelled of tea and casseroles, how the pepper-mint candles could soothe him on even his worst of days (which came few and far between), and he loved how the rainy days were warm and dry.
He loved his books. Especially his books. He loved how he could just loosen his tie, get sucked in between pages, and within- what seemed like moments- the sun would rise on a new day.
If home was where the heart lied, though, he would have to argue that this- this glorious place made
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Summer Fun [Doc Scratch x Reader]
As you wandered through the mansion where your close friend lived, you opened any doors that took your fancy. It was so exciting in this mansion; there were different and surprising things behind each and every door. Sometimes you would hear fast scuttling coming from your right, while there would be a slow thumping, almost like a hammer continually hitting something semi-solid, coming from your left.
One day, when there were ‘important guests’ over, you were wandering through yet another bright green hallway, identical to every other one in this place, when you heard something.
What is that? Is… is that an ocean??
You h
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Equius X Reader - Late Night Visit
...Equius. You grinned, trying to hide any of your previous apprehension at visiting your secret crush's hive.
"Hi, Equius," you say raising a hand and giving a tiny wave. "Can I come in?"
The high-blooded troll merely looked you up and down, his expression unreadable. Oh come on! I thought we were past the fact that I'm considered a low blood! Your brows furrowed, surely he was going to let you in? He was the one who invited you over, after all.
Equius finally gave you a curt nod and stood back to open the door wider for you to enter his hive. He turned back and closed the door and locked it before turning around with his STRONG mu
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