Baron Draxum x Seme male reader

                                    

                                          
Devotion
                          
Oh this is purely self-indulgent right here and the image fits soooo well, unedited
                          
Warning: Slight angst, hopeful ending maybe idk feeling sadistic
                          
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Closing up the lunchroom back doors, Drazum quietly made his way home. For once things have been calm and quiet. He treasured every second of it, know once he got back home one of his boys will be demanding his attention about one thing or another.
                          
Times like these made his mind wander to, well, before.
                          
Before his him finding his turtles and lou. Before his plans of destroying humanity took every thought in his mind. A time where he still had you.
                          
Pausing, he looks up at his apartment complex. He wonders if you would have liked the home he is slowly but surely building for himself and his newfound family. Would you be willing to join it?
                          
Thoughts like that were dangerous, he blinks and suddenly he's already unlocking his door and stepping into his apartment.
                          
Looking over the living room/kitchen, he felt an intense need to fix the place up and actually decorate. Not that you'd see it.
                          
But if you could, he can just hear your soft rumbles of content. Cooking him a meal after a good hunt and pulling him into your arms in a small dance.
                          
Draxum can see you chuckling at how irritated that would make him because knowing you, you forgot to wash your hands before touching his precious obi corset. You always teased him about buying him a new one.
                          
The sweet nuzzles and purrs he'd receive to be placated.
                          
He missed you more than anything. Missing something that could never be returned to him.
                          
After all the humans killed you so many years ago.
                          
Clenching his fist and flopping onto the couch, Draxum lets out a muted sigh rubbing his eyes. Frustrated and tired. Your passing was just after the yokai were driven underground, fueling oil to the growing firey hatred he already had then. Now he just felt cold and was ready to move on in some ways.
                          
But never from you. Maybe if he at least had a body to bury...
                          


                          
Suddenly his phone chimed up with a familiar jingle. Letting such negative thoughts fade to the back, Draxum fishes for his phone in his skirt pocket and lazily looks over the text.
                          
First favorite child: "Yo draxum, mystic advice, does this look familiar? Dangerous or nah? 🤔 "
                          
Raising an eyebrow he scrolls taps to see the full text and image. Straightening up immediately and sucking in a breath, Draxum grips his phone eyes trained on the picture.
                          
It was a uniquely carved coffin. Made with what looked like white marble and steel, multiple paper seals on every edge. But that wasn't what caused his reaction.
                          
It was the thick glass giving insight into what or who was inside.
                          
Laying on plush red bedding, is You?
                          
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So Draxum right? Anyway, hope you enjoyed this self-indulgent drabble mess lol.
                          
next up is Luffy!!!