What if toms introducing Marco to his dad and he's really nice but he looks like some kind of Eldritch abomination and tom has to calm him down
Yeah of course! I hope you like it! This was fun and really different than what I normally write! A nice change of pace from my normal abused Tom headcanon. I hope you like it! BTW I imagine Tom’s dad as the beast from over the garden wall lol. Sorry if this isn’t totally what you wanted, was he trying to calm Marco down? I’m sorry I’m a horrible reader and sometimes things blur together when reading and I don’t understand. Enjoy!
Tom opened the large stone door to the big ominously dark room. Marco followed him, a bit nervous. Tom looked around. “Dad? Are you in here?” He called. He stepped closer in. Marco kept thinking he saw something out of the corner of his eyes, but when he looked it seemed like something was darting away in the darkness. “Sorry for the light, my mom was the fire deity, my dad is the deity of darkness. He lives like this. He’ll die in sunlight.” Tom explained. Marco nodded and took the demon’s hand, trying to be scared.
They came to the end of the room, at this point it was pitch black. Marco gulped and Tom’s eyes glowed, allowing him to see in the total darkness. He reached out and turned on a very soft red light. Marco gulped when he saw a large shadowy figure rising above him. It was like a cloak of darkness with glowing eyes and big twisted horns. Nothing about him was a color but black, except his eyes, which lit up gold, red, and blue.
“Hey dad.” Tom waved. Marco had a face of pure horror as the glowing orbs in Tpm’s father’s eyes landed on Marco.
“Oh, hello there. You must be Marco Diaz. My son has spoken of you… he has spoken of you much.” Tom’s dad spoke. Marco gulped and extended a shaky hand.
“H-h-hello s-sir.” Marco choked out. The eyes looked at Marco’s hand for a long time. They then looked up to examine Tom, who was smiling fondly at Marco.
“How curious. I’m surprised that a human being is capable of earning my son’s affection. Let alone his trust.” The man continued. He then got his eyes very close to Marco, stared for a second, and then examined Tom. “Yes… curious indeed.” He continued. Tom blushed and rolled his eyes, looking a little annoyed.
“Dad, you’re doing it again.” He mumbled. Tom’s father fell back a little. Marco then heard a horrible light sound, like the screeches of the damned echoing up from hell. It was the man’s laugh. “So Marco is super into karate!” Tom told his father. “He really likes combat, he’s good at it too!” Tom added.
“I can see the boy must excel in… human combat…” His father spoke. “But has he seen what you are capable of?” He asked his son. Tom blushed and Marco looked at his curiously.
“Tom? What does he mean?” Marco asked.
“I um… I try not to talk about that around people, dad.” Tom admitted.
“Well if he cannot handle you at your worst he does not deserve you at your best.” His father said. “All demons are gifted warriors and we posses instincts to tell us such. So much so that demons of Tom’s nature cannot control it at times.” He continued. Marco smiled big.
“You mean how he goes feral! I love that it’s adorable!” Marco gushed. The room was quiet.
“What?” Tom asked.
“What?” His father asked.
“Oh yeah! Tom has his feral side! It’s the cutest thing ever, He thinks he;s scary and dangerous but all he does is play with string. It precious.” Marco explained. “I have a million videos on my phone.” He added. Tom blushed deeply and tried to say something, but he was so flustered all he could do was make little noises as fire swirled around his feet.
“Tom, extinguish that flame or leave the room. You know how I am with light.” His father said in an exasperated tone. Tom nodded and took a few deep breaths, slowly putting his fire out. Tom cleared his throat and shuffled a bit. His father narrowed his eyes. “Tom, please excuse us.” He requested. Tom looked up.
“But dad I-”
“Tom, do as I say please.” He repeated. Tom sighed and gave Marco a fast kiss on the head.
“He’s all talk.” Tom whispered. “Don’t let him scare you.” Tom assured. But Marco was already petrified, watching the demon with wide eyes. They heard the door close and Marco stood there alone with the demon father.
“Tom is quite a… person.” The demon said, for lack of better words. Marco gulped and nodded.
“He-he’s an amazing person.” Marco sputtered out.
“I’m not going to talk down my son, I love him, but I also know he can be a bit much for a human to handle. As are all demons.” He continued. The eyes then got closer to Marco and the human gulped. “Tom is much more fragile than he may seem. My son has been through much, and I don’t much care for a human coming into his life, earning his affection, and then throwing it back at his as if it were worthless.” He seethed.
“No! No I would never!” Marco cried. “I-I love Tom! I would never ever hurt him!” Marco promised. The glowing eyes narrowed at him and got closer.
“You have my son’s trust, and if you do anything to betray that trust, know that I will make you regret it.” He hissed. Marco was shaking and he nodded urgently, trying to mutter something else out, the room was so cold and he felt like the demon was somehow choking him without really touching him.
“Dad, you promised you wouldn’t scare him.” Tom said, he had reentered the room.
“I told you to leave us.” Tom’s father reminded. Tom crossed his arms.
“Yeah but then I remembered what you always do, so I came back in.” Tom huffed. “Dad you promised me you wouldn’t try to scare him!” He reminded. His father backed away and looked back at Marco, who was petrified. Tom walked up to him and took Marco’s hand, giving him a kiss on the head. “Mar-Mar, it’s okay, my dad was just trying to scare you.” Tom assured. Marco coughed and backed away with shaky legs.
“He did great…” Marco forced a smile. Tom grumbled and shot a look at his father.
“Let’s go.” Tom smiled and Marco nodded. As soon as the two were about to walk away Tom looked at his dad. “I like him… he’s nice, he won’t hurt me I promise.” Tom whispered very quietly. His father nodded and Tom led Marco out of the room. “Marco… I’m so sorry about that, he’s really intense.” Tom rubbed the back of his head.
“I-it’s okay.” Marco assured. He still seemed very shaken up. “He’s a… threatening guy huh?” Marco asked, forcing a laugh. “I don’t um… did he really think I was going to hurt you like that?” Marco asked. Tom smiled and gave Marco a kiss.
“He doesn’t know you like I do.” He assured. “I trust you, more than anything I trust and love you.” Tom swore. Marco giggled a bit, calming down.
“I think that’s what he’s worried about.” Marco pointed out. Tom giggled.