#avj writes

So this is in the modern world, of course.

Anti has no clue Tele is a trans guy.

The two met while playing Call of Duty online and have been dating for a while. They're both teenagers here.

When it was finally time for Anti and Tele to meet in person, Tele was still living with his parents, so he just told them he was having a "friend" over to play games.

They're in Tele's room.

The poor guy had been single for so long that he forgot to tidy it up beforehand, so he hastily scooped up a pile of dirty laundry.

"Uh... ignore the bloodstains on the mattress."

Antinous immediately looked at it anyway.

"...Jesus. Who did you kill on there?"

Tele shot him a look before glancing away.

"They're... period stains."

He was hoping Anti would get the hint.

Antinous stared at him for a long moment, the gears in his head visibly turning.

Then his face lit up with a sly, I know what you are now look.

"Damn, Tele..."

Tele braced himself for his boyfriend's reaction, mentally preparing for a breakup speech.

Instead, Antinous lightly punched him on the shoulder.

"...How many girls have you had on this bed, you dog?"

Tele just stood there.

Not believing this other kid was probably the dumbest motherfucker alive.

Telegonus arrives in Ithaca not with intent to destroy, but through accident and misrecognition. In the clash that follows, he unintentionally kills Odysseus.

The death is not framed as malice, but it still lands as irreversible truth. Telegonus is immediately consumed by guilt so absolute it becomes identity-level. He begins to believe that the only way to “balance” what he did is to occupy the space he emptied—becoming part of the household structure he disrupted.

Penelope, in extreme grief and emotional collapse, anchors herself to him. Not as a replacement in a simple sense, but as the last physical continuity of Odysseus she can still perceive. Telegonus becomes, to her, the only remaining thread of return. This creates a mutual dependency shaped by grief rather than choice.

Telemachus responds with rage and fracture. He cannot kill Telegonus without further destroying Penelope’s already fragile emotional state. So his anger reroutes into an alternate outlet: he binds himself in a spite-driven decision, choosing to marry Circe not out of affection, but as displaced retaliation against Telegonus and the situation that replaced his father.

Circe, observing the instability of Odysseus’ death and the unnatural fracture of the household, attempts to restore balance. She refines and completes a revival spell, bringing Odysseus back.

Odysseus returns not intact in identity continuity. His experience of death and the underworld stretches subjectively far longer than the world above, fracturing his internal sense of time and self. He is present, but altered—more rigid, corrective, and reality-enforcing than before.

In an attempt to re-establish structure, Odysseus orders Telemachus to marry Cassiphone. This directive causes confusion and destabilization across all parties, as it feels like forced role assignment rather than emotional logic.

Circe interprets Odysseus’ altered state and the resulting relational distortions as evidence that the revival is fundamentally corrupted. She concludes that he must be returned to rest to prevent further systemic collapse.

Telemachus refuses. His emotional state is now anchored in loss-reversal: he has just regained his father and cannot accept another removal. The refusal is not strategic—it is grief resistance.

In the ensuing escalation, Telemachus accidentally kills Circe during a moment of misread threat and overcorrection. The act is not driven by hatred, but by destabilized protective impulse under extreme emotional pressure.

Cassiphone responds immediately, interpreting Circe’s death as direct consequence and violation. In retaliatory grief and shock, she kills Telemachus.

The aftermath collapses into compounded grief. Penelope and Odysseus are left in a fractured emotional state, unable to reconcile the sequence of losses, replacements, and misalignments that have unfolded.

In an attempt to stabilize what remains of the household structure, they impose continuity onto Telegonus: they force him into the identity of “Telemachus.”

Telegonus, already burdened by guilt, displacement, and emotional conditioning from the entire sequence of events, complies. The identity is not taken—it is assigned, reinforced, and slowly internalized through necessity and survival pressure, until the distinction between Telegonus and Telemachus begins to erode.

Lmao, this is a nyxyverse rp-turned-drabble(?) me and @nyxus-nyx did as a finishing to averse's yanderefever. take note, im too lazy to actually polish it but do enjoy reading lol. its worth it i promise. This was right after @canned-ghost shot averse and everyone thought he's dead lmao

Enjoy!

Averse's final wave of fever kick in, he's really not feeling well, he's sluggish, shivering and really tired now from the asks. He just goes to lay down in wherever not caring it's stone cold.

Nyxy appears and spots Averse, he frowns and slowly walks to Averse. “Hey bud.. you good?”

Averse does not respond, he's feeling like shit and he's almost visibly shivering, he started murmuring, possibly a snarky quip but he's failing. He doesn't even bother to open his sockets, they feel too heavy but he's not asleep yet, he's just there laying on a stone cold bench thing, laying curled into himself.

Nyxy slowly walked up to Averses spot and sits down.

“Not havin a good day either, huh?”

He pats Averses shoulder. Giving it soft rubs.

“Damn your burnin up..”

Averse started murmuring again, trying his might to reply back. He manages to groan out "...cuz m'hot.." his voice hoarse and weak, he appears to chuckle on his own comeback but they all come in shaky puffs. He's shivering still, trying to curl in more to get warm.

Nyxy sighs and picks up Averse, he holds Averse in his arms and just holds em.

“True that.”

He chuckled looking down at Averse.

Averse tries to squeeze his eyes shut tighter, trying to block off the bright lights. His face was flushing and even his breath feels hot, but damn, it felt like Antarctica for him. So goddamn cold. He's silently thankful to be in Nyxy's embrace, it felt warm, gosh he needed that. He can feel himself slowly dozing to sleep, he's really tired. Never once he felt this tired before, he tried to turn and that's when he finally felt his body ached like hell. He groans as he tries to turn and snuggle closer to nyxy's warm body. His face his basically pressed against nyxy's chest. Averse made a very pathetic attempt of a chuckle as he hoarsely managed to groan. "mmm...tiddies.." his expression slowly turn to content.

Nyxy blinks but them laughs as they help him shit over, they hold hjm closer and chuckle. They hadnt seen him like this before. Its worrying. Hes overheating and could lead to heat stroke. So Nyxy lifts their hand on Averses head and uses a healing/soothing magic.

“Hm..”

Averse's expression soften, he felt a little bit better but he's still sweating like hell but shivering still. He tried to crack one eye socket open to take a look at nyxy...to say "thank you" perhaps.

He doesn't look like the menacing playboy asshole facade he always put on, he appears to be more...soft.. vulnerable...more "auto" like he originally is.

"..hey...."he croaked softly, he appears to try to tell nyxy something, prompting the other to lean closer to hear him better.

His hand went around to the back of nyxy's neck and pulled him closer, directing both of their faces to connect in a kiss!

Averse's softly pulls away, locking his half lidded eyes to nyxy's, there's nothing but soft tender emotions behind those sockets, nothing of the usual perverted looks he usually shoots at nyxy when he flirts.

"..call joe for me..." He lastly whispered as his body relaxes, head leaning snuggled against nyxy's chest and Averse slowly drifts to unconsciousness.

Nyxy stared in shock and flusteredness. Their face grew red. But they shake their head and glared at him playfully at his words.

“Whos Joe?”

He leaned down a bit more to hear, moving his hair so it wasnt in Averses face.

A small tired smile made it's way on averse's face, it's not out of sheer jerkiness but of playful nature. He sleepily mumbled,

 "...joe..mama.."

And with that, he then started snoring softly. He's asleep.

A digital holographic timer bar appeared above his head, showing the exact time he'll be sleeping. It tick down to "2 days and 58 minutes and 42 seconds remaining"

Averse went on shut down

The timer went away and all is left is a sleeping averse in Nyxy's arms

He won't be waking up anytime soon it appears…

They chuckled and stand up, the walk as they carry the limp skeleton. They go into a portsl and appear in Nyxy’s house. “Hope this’ll be to your liking..”

Nyxy lays Averse in their bed and pulls tje comforter on him. They smile and sit in a chair at the beds side.

“idiot..”

Skipped to 2 days after

The timer ticks down to 3...2...1

Averse open his sockets, his eyelight followed afterwards. It felt like he had slept for YEARS. He quickly squinted and felt his surroundings and realizes, he's on something...soft?

He felt more and came to the conclusion that he's on a bed.

A rushed memory flashed before his eyes and in mild panic, he scurries hurriedly to get up, leading himself to fall off the bed with a loud thud

"OW, fuck!"

Nyxy jumps awake as they notice hes awake. They quickly help him up. “You good bud? You cant just do that-“

They looked at him for any injuries.

Averse rubs his head and soon took notice of Nyxy infront of him. He stares at him, then back to the bed, then back to Nyxy

"..."

"DID WE FUCK?"

They turn red and shakes their head. “No idiot. You passed out for two days.!”

They let him go as they cross their arms looking away. And turning more red from the memory of the kiss.

“Dumbass..”

Averse took a couple of blinks

"..."

"Oh, right, i cant fuck" He chuckled as stood up, mentally slapping his forehead at the mere thought that he and nyxy couldve done something he's impossible to do.

He stretches.

"Man, im hungry. Wanna go out for some breakfast burritos?"

They smile and nod. “Been wantin them for days.”

They chuckle as they tie their hair up for a moment. They dont like going to public restaurants and gettin his hair messy. “Also, do you remember anythin?”

Averse stopped right at his tracks, he turned his head to face Nyxy

"Pffft... it was all pink and cloudy, it's vomit-inducing"

"Hehe! Just fucking with ya. I dont remember much"

He lied

"Taking a bullet to the head fucks with memories as they say"

He waved off, rubbing his forehead.

They shrug and open a portal by tearing open his wall with his claws amd turned to Averse.

“Faster way. After you.” They grin as they shake their claws a bit.

Averse pretends to swoon as he made his way to the portal "aww, such a gentleman. Im touched. Hehe"

"C'mon, ya dork"

Inviting nyxy over as they both go through the portal to finally get those breakfast burritos they should've shared two days ago.

Averse and Nyxy

Content warning:

emotion rollercoaster(comedy to fluff to angst, whichever comes first), swearing, kidnapping, yandere fever, suggestive, minor injuries, jealousy, emotional conflict, nyxy confessing his heart out, averse dodging the situation and denying the feelings, 4th wall break, crying, playful banter to deep emotional conversation, resurfacing past, averse tries to laughs it off and stir the whole situation to a more comedic scenario but failed, typos, not really a polish fic so the format can be a bit wonky, drunk author

Written by @nyxus-nyx and me

Averse=Italic

Nyxy=Bold

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Previously(warning suggestive)

Nyxy watches from afar as Averse flirts with yet another Asker. Nyxy’s temper was almost through the roof and his patience is almost running thin. His claw began to clench together and his jaw salivates. He stood there. Growing more and more pissed off.

Averse steps off screen after another flirting session with an asker, it was fun and he sure do love the attention.

"Averse, you son of a gun, ya did it again. that was really clever, hehe"

He praised himself, as he walk in an upbeat manner. It wont be for a few hours till another ask pops out and demands his attention. For now, he'll let akills take the spotlight, seems like some askers are a bit desperate to get boned by that stoic killer, lucky bastard.

He walks by, humming to himself, not minding where he was going or whom he'll bump into...

Nyxy stares down as Averse bumps into him, their eyes were no longer mitchmatch but now both black and red eyelights. His jaw was clenched and his teeth grits.

“Averse…”

Averse hissed a swear as he bounced back from bumping into Nyxy. Took him a few seconds to realize who was infront of him.

"Ah...hey..."

"You good, pal? You looked like you woke up on the wrong side of the bed" He jested

Nyxy grabs Averse by his wrists and lifts him over his shoulder and holds a tight grip as he walks. He slowly grew and shifted into a larger Halfbreed ish form. He wasnt quite beast but halfway there. He ripped open a portal and appears in his room.

Averse was more focused into complaining how that hurt his wrist and that they couldve made a safe word first before going rough on his poor fractured bones that he didn't realize he and nyxy teleported somewhere else.

He eventually took notice, his eyelight looked around the familiar surrounding

"Uh...nyxy..?"

Nyxy closes the portal and throws Averse on the torn bed. As they lock their door and the window. He turned back at Averse and growled, their arms crossed and their not shown tail wacks at the papers on the ground. Their body twitched and was filled with anger.

“Why.”

Averse stared at Nyxy, his face creased in confusion. He can feel the deadly anger that nyxy was giving off, something's wrong and he think he knows just what.

He tried to get up from his back and sat up.

"Why what?????" He questioned, without any humour this time

”Why.. them..”

Nyxy walks over and pins Averse down, their claws piercing his bones and slowly cracking them. His mouth began to salivate black goo as his tail wraps around Averses legs holding him still.

"arghk-"

The sudden sensation of pain surprised averse, he tried to maintain eye contact with Nyxy, he's clearly not in his right mind.

"W-what..? Ya mean...the thing...with the askers...?"

He grunted between words, feeling pointy claws making its way slowly to the core of his bones, bright red magic starts to leak out of the pierced areas.

"There's nothing to it! J-just some playful banter..."

"It matters to you...that much...?"

Nyxy slowly eased his grip hearing Averse was playing around with them but it still made him pissed. He snarls and glares.

“No shit sherlock. The fuck.”

His grip returned and he grew more upset and jealous of the askers. He wanted to be the attention Averse wanted. He will always be the attention he needs. But NO. He chose those stupid pathetic pieces of—

“Trash.”

Averse winced as weight was put on his arms, it's an annoying type of discomfort. Sensing some jealousy vibe off Nyxy he halts and eventually chuckled to himself

"Is nyxy wyxy jealous daddy averse don't give him much attention?" He teasingly cooed

Nyxy glared more and threatened his grip and tightens it. His eyes narrowimg.

“Dont tease me.. im not in the mood..”

He lifts Averse as Nyxy climbs onto the bed and places Averse on his lap. His arms wrap arounds averses body locking his arms and traps Averses under his.

"omhf-"

"Ooh...tight.."

"Hehehe" Averse chuckled as he sat there helplessly. he'd be giving nyxy a very chummy set of pats on his arms for being silly and hopefully they'll both laugh it off but he's in a rather hands-tied situation.

The shorter skeleton don't mind the possessiveness and quite indifferent with the whole situation but the pressure around his small form is kind of therapeutic in it's own way

"Hehe, im sorry."

"Look, im all yours, see?" He faked conceding in defeat

Nyxys arms tighten and loweres his head into Averses shoulder and nuzzles into it. His tail now swaying.

“Your not honest..”

Nyxy red eyelights now stare at Averse as he continues to nuzzle into his shoulder.

Averse sighed admittedly as that is partially true and leaned a bit back as far as he's allowed to against nyxy. The back of his head resting against the others chest.

"It's like you already know me so well"

”Your soul gives you away when you lie.. such a soft sound it gives..”

His one claw circles Averses ribs as the other held him close.

“So quite yet loud and intoxicating to hear..”

Averse let out a shaky breath after he suddenly felt a soft prick on his rib, slowly circling on a certain soft spot.

"Didnt know you were a soul whisperer"

He replied trying to calm himself down, not giving in to the sensation that makes him wanna squeak and squirm

Nyxy begins to grin as his claws start to trace that certain spot. Liking how his soul buzzed in his ears.

“Oh.?”

He tilts his head.

“Looks like your strugglin there.. buddy.”

His tail flicks in excitment, but his jealousy and anger still linger.

“How cute and weak you get..”

A low growl came from the back of averse's "throat" as he tries his damn best to not let it sketch on his face. He now wore a scowl with his usual forced smile as a blush starts to color itself on his cheeks. Well, that's a first...

He best kept his head low, hidden in his hoodie.

"..not...funny.."

He slightly strained, shoulders tensing up.

Nyxy traces the tips of his claws in circles over it. His other hand slowly removing from around him to let his tail wrap around Averes arms and not the wrists.

”How adorable.. struggling..”

His eyes glew into a bright pink crimson and slowly started ro shift into hearts.

Averse puffed a heavy quick exhale and he lifted his head up. Slowly smiling devilishly as he quickly bit his "lip" to stifle some unwanted noises.

He tried to twist his upper body to look directly to Nyxy, he barely succeeded in doing so. Thru half lidded eyes, he looks eye to eye with Nyxy, face having a full on flush, he practically moaned.

'what are you doing to me?"

Nyxy smirked as he leaned down, his faces inches away.

“Punishing you of course!.. although i could do worse..”

His claw presses his nails into the spot and traces smal hearts. His heart eyelights staring into Averses one red light. Their free hand tracing his jaw.

"...mmmhm....."

Averse's eyelight quaver a bit as he intimately feel the surface of his rib scrape away, forming small heart shapes, under the other's claws. His head moves away to the other direction where nyxy's other claw is, as if not wanting to be pricked as it traced along. The longer their claw drags on, the more goosebumps it gives Averse

”Hm.. do you not like it..? I could just stop.”

He pulled his claws away his head tilting to the side as the smirk wilted. (Here comes his incredible acting skill.)

Averse laughs a bit bitterly, appearing to not care but secretly his insides sank and whimper at the lost of that contact.

He finished off the last bit of his laugh and sighed, moving his head downwards, the atmosphere almost suddenly change vibe.

"What are we?"

"bro...are we, like, flirting or is it still a bro thing?"

He dryly chucked, he knows the answer to that but he still want to hear what Nyxy think, even with the fever going on. No matter how out of character it felt to asked that question is. Averse wants to hear the other say it

”Flirting.”

He shrugged as he now just cuddles him.

“I may have a fever.. doesnt change my honest feelings..”

He sighs listening to Averses soul.

At that point, averse is no longer certain of things. It spiked intrigue in him but still a good portion of his rational thinking believes this is all fake and just being played out. But somewhere deep down, he's secretly wishes it was true.

He tries to shrug his thoughts off, whether real or not, this feels nice. More than nice actually, it feels...something..

He's hoping that whatever his SOUL is whispering to Nyxy, it say something true that he himself isnt even sure of.

Hearing Nyxy say that, it was good enough assurance of the situation he's comfortable to accept. Even a little. But he must still be wary... cautious. He can still taste the bitterness of the last time he was in this kind of situation and it kinda conflicts with his own claim that he'll never fall for this trick again but goddammit it feel like hes falling for the same trap all over again. He doesn't feel like he's playing around anymore.

Fear started to stir itself inside him, fear that his long dead heart is starting to beat for this idiot. He wishes to stiffen in the others embrace but couldnt help but just...MELT and soften into the warm arms he had long ago have craved and thought he no longer desired

Nyxy felt his body melt and he nuzzles into Averses skull, his eyes turning to normal.

“Im speakin the truth.. i only speak truth to you..”

He listens to the others soul, it made his temper slowly go out. He liked this. Missed the touch and affection of another. He missed how his heart and soul beated so fast for someone..

As Averse remained leaned back into Nyxy's arms, he slowly closed his eyes. He was quick to open them as he felt a bubble of tear form on the corner of his sockets, he blinks hoping the other wont notice. He sighed nostalgically thru his nasal cavity.

"What...what do you hear from my soul? Or feel or see... however you do it...what is it telling you now...?"

He murmured, wanting to know something his own soul isnt telling him

"Does it tells you...pain? Bitterness?

...

"Love"...?"

He said that last word with a bit of venom

He leans down and places his hand over Averses ribcage. “Its buzzing.. its like.. a mix of emotions..”

He nuzzles into his shoulder, he pokes at the others cheek bone.

“Do you wanna feel mine?”

Colors flood Averse cheek at the proposal. A part of him is really eager and he just wanna nod vigorously, yes, he very much wants to but he doesn't want to seem too eager.

"I-..."

A part of him is afraid to see what he'll find.

What if this is another this?

What if it's another that?

Emotions blinding him more had made it harder for him to stick to the reality of how things really were. He's bordering losing sense of said reality.

His breathing started to pick up pace but thankfully he managed to control it before it gets out of hand.

(It's just a simple binary yes or no question, auto, no need to make it complicated...)

He mentally scolded himself

With that, he put up his facade and replied with fake disgust and a indignant gasp, playfully shoving Nyxy

"lewd!"

Nyxy tilts his head with a soft smile.

“But i dont mind. It only beats for you. If you want, i could rip out my heart as well.” He half jokes as he cups Averses cheek bones to look up at Nyxy. His claw thumbs slowly rubbing the others bone cheeks. “The color red is beautiful on you.”

Averse tried his best not to press against the hand on his cheeks. Fuck his words are getting into him, damn emotions

He even go more flushed

"I hate the color red"

He pouts

Nyxy chuckles and rolls his eyes.

“Aw, so you hate my hair?”

He sighs with a soft laigh and lets one of his claws retract to Averses hand and places the others hand on his chest.

His heart was beating fast.

Averse chuckled

Perhaps the drinkuness of his creator rubbed off on him

Thank god for auto_vorrect sometimes

'of course not. I'd love to bury my face into it" he said without hesitation

Nyxy tilts his head and smiled.

“You alright? Am i making you uncomfortable?”

He slowly pulls Averses hand away from his chest.

"heh, takes a lot more to get me uncomfortable"

Averse said as he leaned back, trying to relax. He kinda want his hand back in the other's chest tho but he decides against it.  He felt like he's inches away from touching something pure and holy(the other's soul not the tiddies) but his hands are filthy and not worthy

"M'just...having 2nd hand hangover. I hadn't even had a drink yet"

Averse rolled his eyes and briefly glared at the screen, and totally not trying to move the conversation away from his previous overly-eager admission to want to affectionately nuzzle his nose and face against nyxy's soft, fluffy locks

Nyxy bear hugs Averse and shrugs.

“Okay, if you say so.. and no drinking. Bad for you.”

He lays his head on The others and lets out soft purrs, humming along Averses and his own soul.

“Hm..”

"haha, im totally doing the opposite. B'sides, i dont technically have a liver to destroy so i could definitely drink anyone under the table"

Averse smirked as that will be the next thing he's gonna do definitely. But right now, snuggle time between...bros...?

No homo

"Hmm"

He hummed along

"Ya feeling better? No more upset jealous boyfriend vibe on you?"

”im fine now.. and boyfriend vibes.?”

He chuckles as he sways a lil, his heart began to beat faster. His soul bounced.

”hm.. i feel giddy.”

Averse can practically hear the others heart beat, it's not like how a soul would beat like he's used to, it's got a nice rhythm to it he can listen to all day.

Perhaps the fever's also rubbing off on him. Hopefully not to the point of him having it again but he feels like he's resonating to the same vibe nyxy is having in the moment. He's just feeling all good and happy in the other's company

"Youre really good at breaking my aromantic orientation right now"

He's just gonna rule it out as an effect of the fever.

Now that his arms are free(?), he's able to give those friendly pats on the arms around him, he chuckled along.

Nyxy sighs softly and slowly releases his body and grasp from Averse.

“Im sorry for.. sorta kidnapping you. You can go if you want.”

His body slowly grew to its normal size and he messes with his hair mumbling as he stares anywhere but Averse. The fever was no longer present.. yet he still felt the same..

Averse remained, stuffing his hand into the pockets of his hood.

"Hm, nah, it's comfy here and don't worry bout the kidnapping, i didnt had anything else to do anyway"

He replied doing that content auto-face.

"Unless ya want me to go?"

”n-no! Of course not!- i mean- uhm-“

He groans in embarrassment and hides his face.

“God the fever gave me more confidence..”

He pulls at his hair in anxiousness and smile meakly at Averse. He gives Averse space thinking he made Averse uncomfortable.

“I fucked up didnt I..?”

Averse went on to casually flop down on the bed after space was provided. He sorta made a pouty face that he's no longer against Nyxy but cant help but playfully smirk at the other's growing anxious flusteredness, not in a mocking way but in a way he thinks it's cute.

"Youre adorable when you do that, hehe!"

He points towards Nyxy from where he is laid, still wearing his content auto-face, then went to put his hand back into his pocket. He's aware that things are awkward for the other now the fever is gone

”haha.. t-thanks..”

He slowly turns red as he slowly pull his hands away from his face, he inhales and exhales deeply.

“W-what i said..”

He coughs a lil rubbing the back of his neck.

“W-was true..”

His face turns fully red.

At that moment, averse is not really sure how to respond, which is not like him, he's always sure how to reply back.

He knows, he knows so damn well what Nyxy is telling is true. Inside, he's feeling conflicted. Sure, he does enjoys the others company, he does have fun flirting and bantering with him. He knows what's hes doing, now the door of opportunity revealed itself to averse, he's not so sure what to do anymore. He's not so sure of himself anymore.

"Im an asshole"

He sighed, disappointedly at himself as he gets up, best to keep some things to himself.

He doesn't want to do thing he planned to do anymore, when all of this started. Not to this precious man

He scoots closer to Nyxy, took the other's hands and enclosed it within his tiny ones. His face full of seriousness, he lowly spoke.

"Nyxy, do you really even want to be with someone like me...?"

It's not a proposal to be in a relationship, it's more of a question if Nyxy is aware of what he is asking for.

He wants the other to look past thru his handsome charms and bold flirtations and see Averse, his good, his bad, his all.

.....

He doesn't even wait for an answer, he sighed as he lets go of the other's hand and moved away

"Who am i kidding, this is all just a play anyway"

He sat, facing the other way, crossed his arms and puts on his asshole facade and chuckled, bitterly, man he's such an idiot, getting all carried away like that

"This is such a joke, a very good one that i almost start to think it's all real...sorry for dragging you this far into this"

Nyxy stares at the other facing away.

“Yknow, i dont like you because of your looks and flirting right?”

He crosses his arms close his eyes.

“I like you because your straight to the point, i like you because your dumbass knows how to make me flustered, i like you because you have been so much like me, i like you..”

He pauses and thinks a way to put it.

“I like you because my.. Soul always grts itchy and melty when youe around, it jumps around my body with excitement when your around..”

He opens his eyes looking away

“If this is all a dream and a play.. i dont want it to ever end.. because i say the truth..”

Averse is all hidden away in his hood, if one would listen closely, one would hear silent pained crying. He's really conflicted with himself, and he just knows what to do.

"I have places to be..."

He climbed off the bed and teleported without any word

With that, he was gone...

Nyxy sat there and leaned into his wall of his room, he lets out a long sigh.

”Was i too talkative..?”

He looks at nothing, he hums.

“Your right.. just give it time..”

He looks back up at the ceiling and smiles softly closing his eyes.

“Love is a crazy feeling..”

The End

Scene from the totally planned chapter 3 of Extra Service

Read it in AO3 here

Commission temporarily close but here's link incase i reopen

Content warning:

Blood, swearing, mention of killing, not really polished fic so the format can be a bit wonky, self-harm/mutilation

Written by @nyxus-nyx and me

enjoy~

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Chapter 2: Lets play

Akills=italic Hryxy=bold

"…"

"I sometimes like when mine put on a good fight…i mean, I know me, but i have something they dont have. I have tactic, i have strategy… sometimes it irks me how i could easily kill them… considering they are me…" "Heh pathetic"

He leans back a bit by that, averting his eyes somewhere else.

"…"

"Lets talk about our dislikes…for me, i hate red"

Hryxy chuckles. “I dislike white..”He shrugged as he picked at his teeth once more.

"heh, funny" Slightly gesturing at himself, he himself is mostly wearing all white

“Nah.. i like your white..” He guves a small grin as he thinks of more things.

“I dislike.. Seeing other me’s happy..”

"…-"

Akills was caught off guard

".. that's… that's why I've started killing…"

"I hated how they get to be happy…like im… anything less…"

A very faint memory started to stir into his mind, he suddenly felt a bit dizzy

”Interesting.. i feel you there.. but you good bud..?””

He tilts his head his neck popping as he does this watching the skeletons face change a lil.

"…"

Akills jerked and immediately had his hand where his cracked eye socket is as if it's hurting. He hissed a little

"..y-yeah, yeah. Im fine…i just- i just need to…eeeEEAARGHH!"

He quickly stood up and summoned his knifes, directing to a distance. Each plunging to the ground with extreme sharpness, the simultaneous sound of the knives made an echo through the room

He breathe heavily after his outburst and after he calmed down, he look towards Hryxy with a very calm expression

"…sorry.."

"I hate emotions, had to let off steam…"

Hryxy tilts his head and chuckles. He stands up and walks to Akills. ”Stop peeking my interest short-ass..”

He offers his claw, his creepy grin plastered across his face. He laughs a little at Akills position.

“Dork.”

Akills considered swiping the helping hand away but held on to it anyway.

"Isnt that the point of this whole shtick tho?"

“Nah. I think they just want us to get along.” He helps him up with ease and lets his hand go. Not a big fan on touch.

“So.. what now.”

"..hmmm…"

He silently survey the placed, eyeing his surrounding.

"Well, there's still no way out. We haven't interacted enough"

"…"

"Wanna play rocks-papers-scissors?"

”Whats that..?”

He stared in curiosity.

Akills gave a smirk

"You definitely didn't had a good childhood"

"Anyways, each of us takes a hand…place it on the ground, we take our knives out and we stab the spaced between our fingers. And it must be done as hard and fast as possible in one minute"

"Those who still have the most fingers wins"

He nonchalantly instructed

Hryxy grins. And grins widely.

“Oooh.. ive done this before..”

He pulls out his dagger.

Akills' opens his hand and summoned his own knife. He then place his other hand on the ground. He look at Hryxy

"Ya ready?"

He nods as he readys his hand raised over his other.

Akills raised the knife, gripped it tightly and he locked eyes with Hryxy, grinning like a mad man.

"One minute…ready…GO!!!"

He began to stab down on the ground where his hand his at an incredible speed

Hryxy laughs as he goes faster and faster.

“Fuckin finally..!”

He liked the thrill of losing a finger. As he was going faster and faster he made his claw turn normal and human like.

Akills loves the rush he was feeling right now, he locks eyes with Hryxy and he went faster and harder(whoops this is not a smut fic)

He's not paying attention to where he was stabbing at all and his intense staring is him urging the other to take it to a harder challenge.

He twitched a smirk as he felt a quick spike, he stabbed on the tip of his pinky, it's still hanging to the rest of his hand but a good twist will break it off

Hryxy glares with a sickening smirk as he looked at Akills.

“Looks like you lost part of ya finger bud..”

His hand grew faster maching Akills pace(No smut.) and closed his finger closer together for the challenge.

"still have the whole thing attached, it doesn't count"

He retorted as he kept stabbing faster and faster, accepting Hryxy's challenge. He drew his finger closer together, narrowly missing his thumb.

Hryxy chuckles as his speed picked up

“Ya think you could beat me bud..?”

Akills grinned menacingly but soften into a normal grin.

"I pity you so badly i might just let you win"

He said in mild sarcasm

”We’ll see short-ass.”

He laughs as he opens his mouth to let out breathe and salvating as he opens it.

“This is childs play.”

"he he he"

Akills took that as a challenge and jabbed real hard, actually slicing off his whole ring finger. He twitch a bit, smiling sharply as he spoke

"Whoops, looks like youre gonna win, Frankenstein"

Hryxy huffs as he chops off two of his fingers. Black blood splatters on his dagger a bit.

“Oh no.. lost my fingers..”

He laughs.

"oh no you don't"

"Youre" Stab "Gonna" Stab "Win" Stab

"Like a sore winner you are"

With all that, he finally lost his pinky, mutilated his point and thumb and sliced a portion of his actual hand

He kept stabbing and staring at Hryxy, he's not gonna back out now Hryxy chops off hus whole hand.

“You win.”

He laughs.

"FUCK"

Content warning:

Blood, swearing, mention of killing, not really polished fic so the format can be a bit wonky

Written by @nyxus-nyx and me

enjoy~

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Chapter 1: First meeting

Akills=italic

Hryxy=bold

Akills gets teleported to a blank empty room, he sharply squints, eyeing his surroundings, standing very still.

Hryxy appears-

his body was covered in blood as his hand held a large dagger. They growl.

“Damn it.. almost had em..”

Akills side-eyed hryxy. Scoffing, he crossed his arms. "Looks like someone failed miserably at doing their job… pathetic" He mumbled to himself as he turns away, preferring another less disappointing view. Hryxy snaps their neck towards Akills. His grin turned into a frown as they cross their arms and leaned to the side.

“The fuck you supposed to be?.. Killer of jobs..?” He flips him off and looks around, he grumbles. ‘No way out.. man im hungry..’

A corner of akills' mouth twitched in annoyance "None of yer fuckin' business, stitch face. Least i get my job done in one clean swoop"

He sassed as he turned toward Hryxy, arms still crossed, observing the other look around the place

”listen hear short-ass.. i play chase with the little mice.. i dont give a fuckin shit if you dislike what i do.. when you barely know the fuck yer talkin about.” He scratched at his eye as he put his dagger in his pocket. His claw started to scratch down to his chest where under it is his stitching of flesh.

Akills stood unwavered, eyeing how it seems like he's getting the other's nerves, he scoffed. "Dont get your panties in a twist, freddy krueger. More or less, i pity you"

He starts to move away to the other direction, assessing the room for any kind of exit.

"As much as i really wanna hear your sob story, but I'd rather make use of that time figuring out a way out of this hellhole"

Hryxy if he had eyes he’d roll em but he doesnt so he just shrugs.

“If they were gonna send us here.. could atleast have food..” He grunts as he thinks about food. He continues to look around. Akills was mildly disgruntled at the idea of food. Such a very inconvenient and unwanted bodily need. Really gets on the way and now he had to hear the other grumble about it.

"I pity you, really". He shot hryxy an slight annoyed look briefly before turning his back to survey the place more. Hryxy ignores him as he pullsbout his dagger, he crouched to the ground and started to cut and stab at it. It seemed to be goinf through it. But it kept regenerating back.

“If i could just stick my hand quick enough..” He huffs as he thinks more.‘itll work. Lie. Lie. Itll work fine.’

"youre not making any sense, buddy, and quit it, youre making yourself look stupid" Akills huffed as he turned to Hryxy, placing his hand on his hip

"I know a place like this and there's no way out unless we make some fruitful interaction it appears. As much as i hate it, i think they want us to buddy up"

”Buddy up..? Id rather choke on a rotten corpse.”

He stands up and looks down at the skeleton. His arms laid like sacks on his sides. “Might as well start a convo.. or something.. names Hryxy..” He searches the skeletons face for any trace of danger emotion.

"the name's akills"

Akills replied, staring sternly as the way he was before, mentally judging what a dumb name Hryxy named himself. "Look, i know this isnt the best, but apparently it's the only option we got. I know how they like to play this kinda thing". Akills started to walk towards Hryxy, he stretches out a hand

"It's…nice…" He hesitates "to meet ya"

Hryxy slowly take his hand and shakes it. “Small..”He mumbles quitely but shakes his head and lets go. He picks at his eye.

“Uh.. do you.. like.. blood..?”

A small smirk etched itself on Akills' face. "I always have them on my hands since existing"

”You and me both bud..”

Hryxy crouches as stands in Akills height. “I dont know how this.. social interaction goes.. so.. what do you do for.. fun..?”

Akills remains unfazed of the giant mass infront of him crouching to his height, he takes no offense because he practically cant care

"I…have known nothing but killing since i became me.."

“…”

"What do you do for…fun..?"

”Kill people.. eat them.. carve them of their skin.. basic stuff..” He shrugs as he sits instead. He ruffles his hair with his claws.

Akills tilts his head

"How can someone find "fun" in something so…mediocre?"

“…”

"What do you do for fun way before you became…this..?"

It peaked Akills' curiosity

”…”

He grows silent as he thinks, his claw clench a bit as he thinks of moments of past.

“i used to plant flowers..when i was younger..”

He looks away arms now crossed as he grumbles.

"..mmm…"Akills hummed in acknowledgement.

He tries to dig his own past, but came back with nothing. Well atleast of the fun variant

"I… can't remember what i used to do for..fun…"

Now he got a moment to think about it, he's really abandoned everything that used to be "him". It's sad in it's own accords but apparently it can never bother Akills.

"..i…cant…remember…" He started to tighten his grip a bit on his arm before loosening up, he sighed,"Well, this is going nowhere"

He sat down, legs crossed

”Hm.. whats your favorite way to kill someone?..”

He stares with his empty black eyesockets. The black liquid continues to run.

"usually quick…i do not favor, i do whatever method it takes for me to kill every me existing" He responded, staring directly into hryxy's sockets

"What about you…?"

“Hm.. i like to chase them down.. make them think they escaped..” His small frown started to grow into a sadistic smirk.

“Then surprise them with a knife in their throat and slowly start to carve them.. and eat the flesh or oragans i dont need of them..”

"bet you do that to every person you meet"

"Charming"

Content warning:

Swearing, body parts detaching\mutilation, suggestive, being chewed alive, not really a polished fic so format can be a bit wonky, mentions of sex, a bit of 4th wall break

Written by @nyxus-nyx and me

Enjoy~

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Chapter 3: Chewtoy

Akills: italic

Hyryx: bold

Hryxy laughs loudly as he drops hus dagger. His mouth stitches start to go undone and he hisses.

”f-fuck..”

He backs away from Akill and turns around quickly.

"dont go jaw dropping on my victory, you dirty cheater"

Akills held his bleeding hand away as possible to not stain his white clothes.

He growls as he tries to search for his needle and wire.

“fuck.. fuck.. Fuck!”

He turns towards Akills his jaw half way off and bloody.

He walks towards there and grabs his chopped off hand and pulls out a needle a wire from his pocket now finding it. He sews it on. He looks at Akills and Offers his hand.

“Give..”

"…"

"What"

"Ya want my fingers too? You already have too much fingers on ya, edward scissors hands"

He raised a brow, not picking up his bloodied phalanges

He grumbles as he grabs his hand and pulls him over and grabs his dismembered phalanges and starts to sow them in. The needle goes through the bone with the wire.

"h-hey…!"

Akills felt the wire goes thru his bones, scraping against his marrow, it felt like the feeling of hearing fingernails scratch a blackboard but he remain unfazed

"What's the whole point of the game if you're just gonna stitch it back up?"

"It'll go back in the next chapter, anyway…"

He ignores him and grumbles as he finishes seeing his hand back together.

”Just.. shut..”

He lets his hand go and he starts to stitches his mouth back.

Akills tried to move his hand, its felt like the way a wooden puppet finger with string joint, it clacks together in each attempt he close and open his hand

"Youre not expecting a thanks, are you"

He scoffs as he watch the other pop and lock their jaw into place as they stitch their jaw back

”No.. dont care..”

He puts the wire and needle uo as he starts to scratch at his chest again.

“Do you need.. anythin else dumbass..?”

Akills crosses his arms again

"Never had i ever needed anything from you, wade wilson"

"You took it upon yourself to service me"

His upper lip twitched at the other's audacity to think he needed help

” just shut.. not in mood anymore for playin..”

He looks around.

“Need.. to kill.. somethin..”

He starts to scratch at his chest more.

Akills rolled his eyes

"Did you patched me up so you could tear me apart"

"Real classy, but no thank you. Save it for the second date"

He sassed

He grits his teeth.

“Shut up.”

He grips at his sweater. He twitches.

“Food..”

Akills raised his head back and sighed

"For fucks sake"

"Look, if youre gonna try and eat me, i have to let you know im all bones and no meat"

His head snaps to Akills.

“Bones.?”

Akills narrows his eyes and ready his guard up, moving his hands to his sides

"…"

"The sun's getting real low, big guy. The sun's getting real low"

Hryxy tackles Akills and grips his arms as he stares down at him his mouth opens as it drools and drips blood and black hatred.

”Bones.”

Akills groans

"..cheap move…"

He tried to pry himself out of the other's grip but it was a rather…tight… situation.

"Bones attack would be mighty damn useful right about now"

Hryxy leans down and starts to chew on his upper arm. His teeth grit into his arm and the fabric rips. His blank eyesockets start to drip and twitch.

"Fuuucking hell. My fuckin shirt…!"

"Motherfucker…!"

Akills felt his arm bone crack and grind against Hryxy's teeth, he tried to struggle but the pain felt so good. He could teleport outta the situation but where's the fun in that

"This is… possibly..f-fuck..the weirdest sex-esque situation… I've ever been into…!"

He managed to had his other arm free and delivers a sucker punch straight to Hryxy's face

Hryxy lets him punch him as he moved his mouth to another place on his arm and starts to bite.

“Stop struggling.. you’ll make it worse for you..”

He grumbles as he side glares Akills.

Akills hiss at the second bite but it stings so good. Is it fucked up???

He's half assed every attempt to escape

It feeeeel so good to feeeel something

*"God fckn damnit, youre making me hard down there"'

His struggles became less and everything seems like he's letting it happen.

Hryxy only made it worse

"Fffuccccking heeeeelll"as akills makes weak attempts to throw hrxyx over

He 9nly tries to struggle to make it more painful

"Heh, i like worse" he gritted

(*disclaimer i, avj, was drunk when i wrote this part)

Hryxy moves up the arm and bite and nibbles as he tries to calm him and his hunger down. And not kill this dummy. Not working with this dummy keep moving and enjoying this.

“Kinky mf..”

He grits his teeth as he continued to chew at the upper bones.

"hey…if you're someone who practically lost all emotions. Pain is the next best thing to feel.."

Akills grunts, feeling his humerus crunch and scrape as Hryxy basically use him as a chew toy.

"You better heal that, that's my favorite arm"

He partially means it, knowing it to himself his own magic is shit

Hryxy detaches his jaw from the bone and glares. He hovers his claws over Akills arm. Ans heals the cracks and scratches.

“Masochist.”

He looks around Akills skeleton body for any thicker bones and huffs.

“Pathetic..”

He goes back to biting the upper arm.

"hey, numbskull, my femur's thicker"

Akills rolls his eyelight. The fresh pain from the newly healed arm is great but he wanted to feel pain in other parts of his body and getting chewed on the same part feels not new anymore

Hryxy perks up and goes down the femar. He looks at it but then bites. Harshly this time.

“Short-ass.. small bones..”

Akills took a sharp inhale as Hryxy bit down hard, his leg is more sensitive and the pain is more intense. Each bite shoots a white hot sting, his mouth twitched into a bigger grin each time the other's teeth sink into his bone.

"Q-quit complaining, it's not like you have much of a choice here really"

”Your lucky im doing this for us to get out.. and bc my chest is hurtin..”

He grumbles as he continues to chew, but he pulls away and heals Akills body.

“Hm..”

Akills exhaled deep and long, he hadnt experienced feeling such intense sensation for a long while it's felt really good to remember how it felt. He remained laid down on the ground.

"Oh really…? Ya think that psuedo-blow job be enough to finally end this schtick?"

He said sarcastically, still laying on the ground as he tried to move his leg to see if it's healed properly

”If it didnt, then we’d have to do some bad shit..”

He huffs as he crosses his arms licking his teeth.

“Stupid..”

"like what? Fight to death? Yeah no. That's probably not gonna do the trick"

Akills scoffed, crossed his arms and closed his eye sockets

"This is hopeless. Y'know what, imma just lay down here, and not give a fuck"

"You can go stab the ground or whatever stupid things you wanna do"

Hryxy huffs and sighs as he crawls over Akills.

“This is stupid.”

Hryxy bonks his head on Akills and crawls off.

“There. Yall happy? I gave him a kiss.”

(NOT SATISFIED YOU LIL SHI—)

Akills snorted a little, amused.

"Ridiculous"

He shook his head and turned to Hryxy.

"Hey, make a circle with your fingers"

Hryxy raises an eyebrow but does so.

“Whats the point..?”

Akills moved towards Hryxy and put his finger thru the circled fingers

"Boom. Virginity taken. Can we end this now"

(Nyxy: “Hah. No. Suffer mf.”)

Hryxy blinked and looked at what Akills did.

“…”

He just stares then looks at Akills.

"what?"

Akills, with his finger still in Hryxy's hole(oh my god-), looked back at him with a deadpan expression

"…"

He slowly raised his brow as the silent is dragging longer than it should be

”You..”

Hryxy shakes his head and retracts his hand.

“Nothing.”

He turns away.

Akills still have his brow raised, then chuckled

"It's just your fingers, bud, it's not like i actually fucked you hehe"

He's amused by Hryxy's silly reaction. He did take notice of the sudden change of the atmosphere, it became more quiet. Looking back how Hryxy reacted, he blinked

"What, ya actually wanna fuck?"

”No..”

He shakes his head as he crosses his legs and scratches at his chest.

“Not even possible.”

He grumbles as he scratches at his chest more.

Akills sighed and went to lean back, arms supporting himself from the back and went ahead to stare somewhere else

He doesn't wanna pry but there's nothing else to do so,

"Why the reaction? Was it something of a big deal? Not that im sorry"

”For.. ‘halfbreeds’ take.. intercorse.. as a serious thing.. not as a joke.. like souls and shit..”

He grumbles sratching at his eye now.

“Got upset..”