Her eyebrows couldn't unlatch from one another as she angrily shouted at herself in her head to, please, get a grip. What, what is it?? Obey me x reader he scares you happy. " Your mind slightly wanders from the sketch you're working on in your lap, body sinking into the couch as you submerge yourself in your daydreams of a love and tenderness as pure and genuine as your parents'. His cheeks are burning with embarrassment, he put way more thought and effort into looking nice for you tonight than he'll ever admit, and your reaction was the complete opposite of what he was aiming for. Xavier was deep in grief as he thought about his fellow tortured artist and the quickly depleting time he had left with them.
"I think you saw me kill myself. " When you realized he wasn't here with you, your eyebrows knitted together in question. Obey me x reader he scares you quote. Or whatever the hell you called all this. You had an idea, shuffling to Xavier's side of the shed, pulling drawers open in a rushed search of something sharp. He's painted and drawn you hundreds, maybe even thousands of times, never quite having enough of sketching away the flashes of you he has in his mind through his days. Truthfully, Y/B/N was the spine of who you were; your confidence, skill, and intelligence would be nowhere near the peak they were at now without him. You were outcasts, after all.
Your mouth drops open and you can barely make any sound. By the time you had gotten to the dance your thoughts were no longer on Enid, you swear you tried to focus on her and not leave her behind alone with that normie kid, but Xavier's pleading eyes for you come dance was too hard not to cave into. Xavier and Wednesday fell from their threatening and defenseless positions at the sound of you choking and screaming on your own blood, some splashing across the window of the shed in a quick spray. A couple hours had passed, great improvements made as you tirelessly pressed your paintbrush to the canvas. Your reaction gives Mammon such a fright that he starts yelling too, far louder than your initial yell, then stumbles backward, looking wildly at himself as if he must be covered in spiders or something. I promised them you wouldn't see it. Obey me x reader he scares you in its hotel. You should get back to your dorm anyway, the sun is setting, " He rambled as he staggered around his room, finding his belongings. It looks exactly like them, " she breathed, taken aback by the detail of the artwork. A gun in her hand, loaded, pointed at the space between Xavier's eyebrows. You sighed, looking down, taking the palette knife to your thumb in a quick, pressed swipe. You sat inches away, back to him as your legs were thrown over the side of the bed. "I think I've been in love with you since you suggested Weems let us take that shed and I know I've been… distracted, I guess, with Wednesday and I don't even know why-" he huffed, chest raising with the sharp inhale he took before continuing his rant, "Truth is, my feelings for you scare the hell out of me, and that is no excuse for how I've been acting towards you, especially with the remarks about your family, but I've never felt truly myself or been actually heard before I met you. Like everything is stinging, I'm gonna die, hypothermia, kinda cold.
She rolled her eyes from her position in front of the large, halfway finished poster board. Loud sobs and deep pants left his mouth in rushed waves, composure completely crumbling as he fell to his knees, hands meeting the stone path below him, weakly holding his body up as he let an all-consuming painful scream out. The sound of the teapot whistling fell on familiar ears as you sat at the middle of the long table, piles of thousands of puzzle pieces messily thrown on the surface to your left. A singular, bone-chilling gunshot rang against the dingy walls of the shed, singing into the dying trees and nature that lay outside.
Your head tilted down a bit, wide eyes peering up at the viewer. In fact, I find his presence quite irksome, but you…" she trailed off, unsure how to finish. You were at an even tie, father sat at the end seat of the dining table, book in hand, head slightly bopping to the music playing from the record player a few feet away. You pleaded, screaming and hollering at the ungodly monstrosity before you. "They're also killing themselves right now as we speak. " Your tiresome gaze trailed the tall, stalky vines climbing the outsides of the glass dome that your family was settled in, taking part in your daily "outside time'' in the garden. You were surprised she had opened up that much to you, a smile on your face before she turned to walk away at the sight of your dimpled grin, heading for the shed door in a sudden, embarrassed rush. Inhaling through your nose and out your mouth, you took place at the easel, brush and palette in hand, mind focusing on the still air surrounding you, feeling it thicken as you stared at the morphed painting, the horrific smile on your mother's face glaring back at you. A heavy thud hit the floor as his body dropped, metal of the gun clanking against the ground alongside him. Wednesday tuned the rest of the annoying conversation out, occupying herself with cleaning up all the scattered materials that fell to the desk, floor, and chairs. Satisfied, he brought the sketchbook up in his grasp, holding it up to meet his eyes, waving his opposite hand over the drawing before it finally blinked back at him, the same small smile and flush ghosting on your face that he had seen the night prior.
You wiped your running nose with your sleeve as you stepped back, taking in the full painting, mind hazy with grief and memories. The dread of knowing you were leaving behind people who loved you no longer felt like you were set ablaze, it felt cold. You're genuinely sorry though, and after a while he feels comforted enough to stop trying to fold his wings as far into his back as possible. Trying to dull the painful ache in your heart was pointless, guilt tearing at your insides as you went over your plan in your mind once more. You also took note of the faint flush that had never left her face since she had opened the door to find you. How horrifically tacky it would be to paint your own portrait before you kill yourself, right?
His eyes wide with fear, pure terror entangling with his tears. You could tell she sensed the tension between you and Xavier as she sauntered out the door after giving you a quiet, stolid, "Be safe. You felt drained, not physically, but mentally. The creature had cornered you against the wooden workstation, your shoulder digging deep in the handles of the drawers as it pressed against you, sticky to the touch and leaving a wetness behind on your skin as it made contact. Genre: MAJOR ANGST, VERY GRAPHIC, 18+.
The wind began to sing a deep, thundering, mournful tune that struck you deep in your core, numbing you as you took the palette knife to every inch of exposed skin repeatedly, unable to stop despite the voice in your mind wailing, begging you to break out of your trance. The other students scattered, some to get help, others towards you, one to throw up at the sight of so much blood. Turning back to face the mirror, you hollered at the sight. Despite her spookish aura, her little button nose and full lips were pleasing to the eyes, freckles slightly sprinkling across her nose. He looks mildly pleased when you do take his elbow though, and though he maintains an inscrutable expression for most of the walk to the ballroom, Lucifer lets out a rare laugh when he catches you shooting yet another glance at his true form. You lounged beside her with a sketchbook in hand, pausing your scribbling every so often to look back up at the mirror and analyze your mother's reflection as she hums along to the record playing a low song and applies her makeup. The song was melancholic, yet upbeat, swaying your hips to the tempo with Xavier following your lead, watching your every move. Quickly, Wednesday darted out the door, shutting it close behind her as she beelined behind the boy, pleading for him to stop walking. "Yeah, I don't blame you. You started with the curse, everything you knew about it, how it had taken your mother years ago, moved onto your father, and somehow had circled its way back to your family, sweeping your brother along with it and now dancing circles around you. You pointedly uttered, annoyed at his lack of care for your wellbeing. I'm sorry your family fell under such a horrible curse. " He knew he didn't have much time with you, no longer tiring himself with the self pity, instead inspired by the grief and his pure need to have you fueling his desperation to gift you with something beautiful and binding of both your passions before your departure.
As she expected, nothing came after death. Xavier had returned to his dorm that night before his morning class. Voice eerily replicated to yours. There was no time left for the both of you, this moment was for all you wouldn't have for later. He tried to portray the way you looked last night; detailing the drawing down to the exact curve of your lips, mold of your nose, and beautiful eyes that were brushed with dark circles to the best of his abilities, bringing you to life on paper.
Her fingers gripping it in her now slippery hold, she desperately, shakingly dragged the weapon to her face level, lifting it up to dig it in the space under her chin, cool rim of the barrel chilling her hot, flushed skin. As soon as he realises what shocked you, Mammon immediately bellows something to the effect of "ya do know that I'm a demon right?! You had started experiencing visions at random, unwanted times recently and your mother was more than delighted when you told her the news. Tears poured from your eyes in remorseful rivers, coating your cheeks and nose with splotches of deep amber, your chest heaving with messy sobs. He managed a small, "Why? " Her hands fell to his chest, leaving the gun in his hands to keep him safe, unsure of what could be lurking in the woods.
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