Istg Everyone Is Down Bad For That Man.

— 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐭, 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫

✧·˚ the few times xanthus and love had some domestic moments together

𝓲.

“so you take the hair and go over and then under, you see?” dontis explains how to do a fishtail braid to you while using himself as a example.

“wow it’s really that simple?” he nods.

“yep it’s best not to over think it, it becomes muscle memory after a while, did you wanna try it for yourself?” you nod excitedly.

“i would love too.”

after a while you feel as though you’ve mastered the braid.

“i like this braid, it’s so simple but it looks so complicated and in turn it’s prettier.”

“i think you’ve perfected the braid now, you’ve been at it for hours and each new braid you make is better then the last.”

just as you finish combing out the braid from dontis’ hair, xanthus walks through the door, no doubt coming back from a fruitless search on some more information about the organization hunting him.

xanthus is clearly exhausted but still walks over to sitting on the couch and places a kiss on your cheek.

“i’ll be in the bedroom read if you need me love.”

you nod and watch him walk quietly to the bedroom. dontis picks up on your concern for him and chimes in.

“i have an idea, why don’t you try out your new braid skills on xanthus hm?”

you practically beam at the idea and thank dontis before quickly leaving to the bedroom. you knock softly on the door before hearing a ‘come in love’ from the other side.

“xanthus could i braid your hair?” you ask as you open the door to him sitting in bed reading a book.

“how many books do you think you’ve read?” you ask focusing on the braid you’re creating with his blonde hair.

“far too many for me to count. love are you sure you want to braid my hair? surely it would be easier to braid dontis’ since his is much longer than mine.”

“you’re probably right and he’d probably make less of a fuss about it.” xanthus looks up from his book, dumbfounded.

“i am not fussy.” he tries to move his head to look at you before you correct his position and he whispers an ‘ow’ as you pull his hair a bit.

“see? fussy.”

xanthus pouts as he hears dontis chuckle from the other room.

“i am not fussy” he mumbles.

you lean down and kiss him gently on the cheek.

“okay you’re not fussy, just pouty.” xanthus grumbles as he lets you continue braiding the short pieces of his hair.

“dontis i think you should let them braid your hair.”

dontis leans against the door frame and smiles.

“who do you think taught them?”

𝓲𝓲.

“what are you doing love?” your fingers light trace over xanthus’ palm lines while you lay in bed with him.

“you’re supposed to be asleep.”

“this one says you’ll live a long life.”

xanthus’ free arm wraps around you to pull you closer to him as he lets you continue reading his palm.

“oh really? what else does it say?” his eyes remain closed as he breathes in your scent before kissing your neck gently.

“does it say you should go to sleep?”

“that’s not how palm reading works you know.” you feel his lips curl into a smile again your skin.

“i know, but you need to get to sleep.” he says before placing a soft kiss on your jawline.

“sleep is so boring, palm reading is so interesting and palm reading a vampire is very interesting, plus i know you like the feeling of my fingers tracing your skin.”

“you little—”

“shit—” you quickly try to scramble away for him but his vampire reflexes are too quick for you and you’re trapped in his arms.

“go to sleep love.”

“do you miss being human?”

the question catches xanthus completely off guard and he has to think about it before he comes up with his answer.

“…yes.” he instinctively pulls you closer to him. “i didn’t before but now that i have you i miss it. i miss the fact i won’t get to grow old with you and that you’ll leave this plane of existence before me and i’ll be left alone.”

his answer stuns you to silence as you let his words sink into your mind. xanthus misses being human because of you. you place your hand over his and give it a light squeeze to reassure him.

“i’m not going anywhere on this plane of existence without you xanthus.”

“i appreciate that love.”

a part of xanthus aches for himself and his love since they’ll never be able to see him grow old. he lays awake most nights wonder if they’re upset at the fact they don’t have a normal partner, that they love a monster. the thought eats away at him constantly and he does his best to repress it, but it’s hard when you can feel what he feels.

“i love you xanthus, i hope you know that i couldn’t ask for a better life partner.”

‘life partner’ what a funny way to describe their relationship.

𝓲𝓲𝓲.

“xanthus how do you even know so much about skincare?”

for the past half hour xanthus and you have been doing skincare to keep the theme of a selfcare day and he has surprised you with knowing much more than you on what and what not to put on your face, he even defined your skin type and the best products for it.

“when you’ve been around as long as i have you pick up on a few things.” he says as he applies a cleanser to your cheeks.

“are the headbands necessary?”

“absolutely, you look adorable— look up for me.”

you sigh and look up so he can apply a cream for your under eyes that seem to grow darker by the day.

“i thought the roles would be reversed for this, you know me telling you what to use on your face.” you say as he finishes smoothing out the product.

“oh please, i don’t age.”

“then how do you—”

“lotion next!”

you smile and shake your head at the quick redirection of the topic.

“i would say with your complexion this will be the best product to use.”

he holds it up to you and you nod in agreement like you have a say in what’s happening. as he applies it you can’t help but stare at the focus on his features, it makes you smile.

“what are you smiling about love?”

“nothing, i just love you.”

xanthus stops his application and kisses you lovingly before pulling away.

“bleh, i think i got some of the toner on your lips and it is not a pleasant taste.”

you lick your lips to see what the fuss is about and you regret it instantly.

“oh bleh that tastes terrible!”

“i told you!”

finally here is some xanthus fluff! i’m not a monster, i love writing fluff but got so many asks for angst so i just did them all at once (YOU GUYS ASKED FOR IT)

this is an apology for what’s to come

.love always <3 pearl

.masterlist

I feel sorry so sorry for Xanthus. We all know that listener will survive since they are needed for the story to be continued. But Xanthus voice, reaction and the screams got my legs weak

How is the „ai generator“ ad allowed on here help pls 😭😭😭

Maybe you can write about xanthus calming listener down from a panic attack? :)

𝐖𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐖𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐒𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 ♥ Xanthus

˜”* ❝𝙒𝙝𝙞𝙡𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙨𝙡𝙚𝙚𝙥𝙞𝙣𝙜, 𝙄 𝙛𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙞𝙣 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚.❞

⎯⎯ ୨ ୧ ⎯⎯

ꜱʏɴᴏᴘꜱɪꜱ: xᴀɴᴛʜᴜꜱ ᴄᴏᴍꜰᴏʀᴛꜱ ʏᴏᴜ.

⎯୨⎯ " " ⎯୧⎯

Everything was so slow, blurry, harsh. You were cold with the only warmth being from your tears. There wasn’t an exact reason you were acting this way, it wasn’t usual. You tried to keep it all in but it just spilled. Breathing was short and painful. It felt like some type of torture. 

Nobody saw you. It was just you, alone. Dontis was busy, Fran was outside, and Xanthus… Oh, Xanthus. He was probably feeling what you felt at this moment. Xanthus was most definitely panicking. 

There wasn’t much to see since your vision was blurry and your ears felt like they’d been muffled but you did hear a frantic tapping.

“Love?”

You looked to your right and saw what would look like Xanthus if your tears weren’t in the way. He’s never seen you like this and you didn’t ever want him to. 

“Xanthus.”

Your body started shaking like you were about to collapse. 

“Hey, hey. It’s okay, love.”

Xanthus rushed to your side and held you. He guided you to bed and tucked you in. You wiped some of your tears, clearing everything up and when you did you saw that pitiful look on Xanthus’ face. You could tell he felt hurt seeing you like this. 

“I’m sor–”

“Don’t apologize, love. Are you okay?”

You looked at his face which was painted with concern. A wave of emotion hit you and your tears began to fall again. Xanthus held you tighter and wiped your tears. He didn’t know what was happening but wanted to help and be there.

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After finally settling down, you were laying in silence with Xanthus. There wasn’t anything you really wanted to say. Your tears had made you exhausted and Xanthus could see that. 

Xanthus positions himself so he can see you better, “Love?”

“Hm?”

“If you were worried about something, you would tell me, right?”

You didn’t reply. Anything would be wrong. ‘Yes’, No. ‘No’, Yes. 

“Love.”

“It depends.” You answer.

“If you had another one of these, would you tell me?”

Would you? That was the question. The question you truly didn’t have the answer to. 

Xanthus saw the look on your face. He sighed before lying back down. 

“Goodnight, love. I love you,” He said before kissing your forehead. He didn’t expect a reply. You normally don’t say anything after he says ‘I love you’. It didn’t make him upset. He understood. 

You didn’t go to sleep until he fell asleep. And before you did, 

“I love you too, Xanthus.”

But of course, 

Xanthus doesn’t sleep before you.

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i think i went off script.... oopsie. anyway i felt like xanthus should make a comeback since the last time i wrote for him was my first post... ANYWAY i hope u liked reading this as much as i liked writing it

(and i pray that saku isn't lurking at this very moment.)

now that christmas is over,

fuck all three of these characters they make me throw up inside my mouth

Hi saku, quick question but if someone ever try to go between Isaac and pickle for pickle sake like taking them away from him. What would he do?

It depends on the context. If you mean kidnapping, then he would kill them. If the situation was such that Pickle's life wouldn't be threatened, then he would likely do a thorough background check on the person and frame them enough to land them in jail.

Was literally thinking about the same thing

I love how all xanthus stans are theorising and trying to figure out when the next video comes out like (i am one of them😃)

i come here and say everything is audrics fault i bet hes the one after us

Someone draw isaac like this please

hey… CAN WE PLS TALK about my dear beloved Isaac !!! I WAS THINKING… in the second audio Isaac was worried about the listener passing out and what if it happens like … the listener already being an assistant as also a thing with Isaac and while cleaning the house. The warm summer was getting to the listener and all Isaac hears is a “boom” and sees a housekeeper laying on the floor with pale and a hot body over the security cameras :0

𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 - 𝐢𝐬𝐚𝐚𝐜 𝐫𝐡𝐨𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐬 ✧

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a/n: congrats on being my first isaac request! if it seems a little out of character please tell me because i don’t usually write for isaac so tell me if you want to change anything! this is set in the current storyline where isaac and listener are a thing now so 😸🫶

gender neutral reader!

cw/tw: reader fainting, mention of m3ds

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Summer is here. And to be honest, it was getting too much for your work.

Isaac had been concerned about you all week. You've been acting unusual. Your more quieter, your energy levels seem low, and you've been stumbling a few times as you've been walking. Not to mention your cheeks were flushed most of the time.

He thought you had come down with an illness, and has checked you over a few times. Feeling your forehead, he spoke with a concerned tone as he observed your face.

"Y/N, are you certain your not sick? You can take the day off you know, I'm not forcing you to work." He said as he looks into your eyes, a look of worry plastered into them as he looks at your burning up face, sweat forming. You nodded - it technically wasn't a lie. You weren't sick, not that you knew of anyway, it was just the heat.

"I'm fine, Isaac. Truly." You speak as you try to change the topic, not wanting to be a distraction to him, especially in his line of work.

Isaac seeing right through you, just sighed. "Alright, I'll believe you for now. But if you ever feel ill, you know you can tell me, alright?" he says as he gently strokes your face and kisses your forehead gently, "Take it easy for today." he says as he walks away from you, grabbing a glass and filling it with water from the sink. "Make sure to hydrate a lot today, starting from now." he hands you the glass of water, "You're so forgetful sometimes." he says jokingly as he watches you drink it, still observing you gently.

You chuckle lightly, as you reach out to stroke his hand.

"I will, thank you." you say as you get back to work.

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You woke up feeling more nauseated than yesterday, as the heat was just getting warmer by each passing day. Groaning as you clutch your head, your head thumping. Rolling to your side, looking at the time.

5am.

You weren't supposed to be up for 3 more hours. But your pounding head proved that you weren't going to get back to sleep any time soon. Sighing in annoyance, you decided to get up. At least you could sort yourself out before Isaac woke up, and make yourself look better than you felt.

Making sure to get up slowly, so you wouldn't fall from your horrific headache, and trailed to the bathroom to have a shower and get ready - making sure to put the water on cold so you wouldn't effect yourself worse than you already were.

After you got yourself clean and ready for the day, you checked yourself over in the mirror, wiping your face to get rid of any sweat and making yourself look okay-ish to not worry Isaac. As soon as you were done, you went down to the kitchen to hydrate and take some meds for your own sake. Your aim today was to just get work done and not to get anymore worse.

You tried to make as little noise as possible, you knew Isaac was a light sleeper and can wake at just about anything. Closing the cupboards as gentle as possible and making some breakfast quietly.

As you ate, you waited for your painkillers to kick in - hoping that they would effect you before Isaac woke up.

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A few hours went by and it was now 8:47 am - the usual time you would be up by. You heard some shuffling upstairs as you pretended like you were already there in the first place, looking at cases. You heard Isaac walk downstairs in his pajamas, you would have giggled at his messy hair if you weren't already feeling ill.

"Isaac! Good morning." You said as you tried to put on your best stable voice you could manage, smiling.

"Good morning to you too, Y/N." Isaac said you handed him his coffee.

He looked at you suspiciously, looking at you up and down to check anymore symptoms, as if your face wasn't an obvious enough sign.

"Wait, look at me." He said as he noticed you trying to avoid his gaze. He gently grabs your face and holds on to it as he inspects your expression. You would have blushed if you weren't already. He looks at your pale sweaty face and sighs.

"Didn't I tell you yesterday? If you feel ill you should tell me, I'm more than happy to let you have a day off you know." He says as he slightly strokes your face.

"But I'm not ill, Isaac. It's just the heat is all." You say as your heart beats fast at the sudden contact. It technically wasn't a lie, the heat was getting to you more and more everyday.

"Your face says otherwise." Isaac says, "You're quite pale, you haven't been yourself recently. Are you sure it's not something else?" He places his hand on your forehead, "You're quite warm..." He whispers to himself as he looks at you with concern. "You know you can tell me anything, don't you?"

You nod as you look down, "I know, but I assure you it's nothing! I- always get like this when it gets to the summer months." What a lie. You just didn't want to distract him from his work, it's especially important recently as this one case has been bugging the both of you.

He hums, not seeming to believe you but denying it regardless. "Hmm fine. I'll give you ONE chance. But if you ever start to feel worse or anything else, please come straight to me. I don't want you passing out on me." He says as he grabs a water bottle from the fridge and hands it to you. "Like I said yesterday, please take it easy. I don't expect you to get a lot of work done today. Take it slow, alright?" He says as he rubs your back reassuringly.

You nod, taking a sip of water from the bottle. It felt like heaven.

"I will, I promise." You say, smiling slightly.

"Good." He says before giving you a quick peck on the lips before he retreats to his office. Before he leaves the room, he turns around and says, "Remember what I told you, no overworking past your limit, got it?"

You giggle slightly, before nodding. "Of course!" You say back.

He smiles before leaving fully, leaving you to breathe a sigh of relief.

"Well that went well, for now." You think before trailing your overheated form to one of the rooms to start cleaning.

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Isaac was working on the case in his office, but he couldn't push the concerns of your well-being out of his mind. You looked so...exhausted. The image of you remained in his mind, until his concerns had enough. He put his work down and grabbed his phone, opening the CCTV and checked on where you were. You were in the library, dusting the shelves. You seemed fine, until he looked closer.

Your body was trembling, and your eyes seemed...tired. The way you dusted seemed weak, and uncoordinated. He sighed, knowing you didn't listen to him. He got up to walk to the room, to tell you to rest.

As he was walking, he heard a loud bang.

He froze.

He starts running, scared for your safety. Once he gets to the door,he bursts it open to find you on the floor on your back, eyes bearly open as your pale face twitches slightly. He runs over to you as he checks your pulse, breathing a sigh of relief as he realizes you're still alive.

Through your half lidded blinking eyes, you could see his silhouette. You try to speak but it just comes out incoherent. He shushes you as he rests your head on his lap, trying to get your blood flow back to where it needs to go.

"Shh shh, your okay. I've got you." He says, trying to seem as calm as possible as he holds your face, feeling worried as he had a feeling this would happen.

Your eyes try to focus on him, but your vision is too woozy to even focus on one thing at a time. You try to say something again, but it just comes out the same - incoherent.

"Shh don't say anything. Just take your time." He says gently, trying to coax you not to panic. You couldn't see much, all you could feel was his hand softly stroking across your face, rubbing small circles into it comfortingly.

Your hands twitch by your sides, as you let him embrace you, take care of you even. Finally giving in to his care, along side that one night with the nightmare. You keep staring up at him, slowly your senses coming back to you. Your tired expression made him frown. He had a feeling you wouldn't listen to his words.

He keeps stroking your face, whispering soothing words to make you calm. Which is out of character - but he has a softer side for you. Only for you.

Your vision regains back, as you focus now on his face. He sees this and smiles slightly.

"I-Isaac?" You begin, wondering when he got here.

"Non of that. I'm just...glad you're okay." He says as he hushes you. "How do you feel?" he asks.

"My head hurts." You say as your tense body twitches, "And warm..."

"Mmm...I thought so. I told you not to overwork yourself, didn't I?" He says gently.

"I-I'm sorry I just, didn't want to bother you. I know that there has been a lot going on about that case and-"

"I told you this already, you don't need to apologise for this." He cuts you off, "If you are feeling faint, you should rest. I don't want this happening again. You're lucky I found you or it could have been fatal."

You just nod, looking down, resisting the urge to apologise again.

"I-I know. I'm so-"

"Don't." he sighs gently. "Come on, do you feel well enough to stand now? Or do you need some more time?"

You debate for a moment, before saying yes. Seeing your confirmation he gently lifts you to sit up, making sure to do it slowly so you don't faint again.

"Alright slowly now. Hold on to me." He says as he grabs your arms, pulling you up and holding your waist steady so you don't wobble.

You lean into him, regaining your movement back for a few moments before standing up fully, still holding on to him. He studies you with care as he makes sure you don't fall.

"Do you think you can walk?" He asks as he keeps his hold on you.

You try to take a step but stumble slightly, and he takes that as an answer.

"I'll take that as a no." He says, holding you, leaning you into him as he picks you up gently. This startles you a bit, not expecting him to do this.

"What are you doing?" You ask as you cling to him, determined not to fall.

"I'm carrying you, what else?" He states.

"But you don't need to. I can manage myse-"

"Stop hesitating. You take care of me all the time, so it's only fair I return the favour. You obviously need some assistance, and I can't leave you alone after that."

You stay quiet after he says that, leaning into him slightly as you let him tend to you.

"Hmm, that's what I thought."

He walks down the halls, carrying you to your bedroom and placing you on the bed as gently as possible. He checks your forehead.

"You're still quite warm...I'll get you some water from the bathroom, alright?" He walks over to the bathroom in your room, grabbing a glass and handing it to you.

"I assume you want to rest after that." He says while he turns the fan on next to your bed that he gave you.

"But what about work?" You say as you place the glass of water down on the bedside table.

"I've told you already, if you need to rest I don't mind obliging to you and letting you take the day off." He looks into your eyes. "Come on, lie down."

You do as you're told, your body yearning for rest. He settles you down in the bed, not putting the blanket fully over you, only up to your knees as he knows the heat plays a part in your current condition.

"Comfortable?" He asks. You nod in response.

"Hmm.." He leans in to kiss you gently, before pulling away and stroking your hair. "Get all the rest you can. I'll check on you soon. In the meantime, I'll grab a few things to help your condition, alright?"

"Okay..." You say as he gives you another kiss, and walks towards the door, smiling as he turns around to look at you one last time before gently closing the door behind him.

"I'll take care of you, I promise."

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Hii! I hope you enjoyed my first Isaac writing :D

so sorry it took a long time to get out, ive been really busy over the last week. this was my first time writing for isaac so i hope it was okay! If theres any mistakes please tell me because i finished this really late

thank you for reading!

-Jasper

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Tired Smoking

Following your boss bad habit

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A day off.

It’s been a few weeks after Vic’s dead and Isaac is finally starting to be like himself again. The smell of cigarettes is gone as also empty bottles of whisky staking on the kitchen table.

But you, yourself seem to drift of more from yourself. But lucky you have a day of tomorrow since Isaac wanted prepare the garden for the season change.

It’s 2 am and as you enjoyed your own company since Isaac was not around. You had a great time though watching movies, a nice cup of tea, sweets, reading in your room and following your own hobbies.

Since you planned on staying up all night you decided to grab a few sweets to look up to the sky. It’s strangely something you find to enjoy after you got here… well rather brought here.

On your way to the kitchen and back. Passing the living room. You assumed Isaac was asleep since there are no lights on in the studies nor anywhere else, still it gave you a reason to be extra quiet.

You couldn’t help yourself but smile as you think of him… but he seems so distance. You knew why but still gave it your all… asking him what his favorite fruits are so you could do a cake out of it… what his favorite dish is… favorite tea… and favorite sweets. He appreciated your comfort but it didn’t do much… and you just reminded yourself of what you got yourself into. You snap back to reality standing in the living-room. You sigh as you spot a package of cigarettes on the sofa. He probably forgot them but you had this urge to smoke even though you hated them and never smoked in your life… staying 10m away after he had his cigarette break because the smell was EW !!!

You grab the package and it was already half empty… next to it the lighter and it was blue … like the color of his mothers favorite flower… „blue orchids“ what a surprise. You took one out and told yourself that if it helps Isaac to forget it will help you too.

A small light appears in the dark room, bringing it closer to your mouth as a quiet “psh” sound tickels your ears. A small inhale and coughs leaving your lungs as you cover your mouth to stay quiet… it feels DISGUSTING !!! you did it again but less coughing.

Now you’re on the floor of the living-room smoking as eating the candy’s as you look up to the sky… the stars are beautiful. Thinking about your life, the cases, your work, the moments the two of your shared and ofc.. him. The cigarette slowly loses fire but you inhale it one more time.

As suddenly the lights turn on… the window reflecting a tall figure. oh oh

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OMG HEY I NEVER THOUGHT I WOULD DO THIS BUT I HOPE YOU ENJOY… ITS MY FIRST TIME WRITING ANYTHING SO PLEASE BE NICE !!! So I wanted to start easy more a listener view since yk I thought it would be interesting