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Melting snow (Reader x Prince Zuko)

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“Zuko…”  - you said, reaching out for his shoulder. Before your hand could even touch his shoulder, he lashed out. Calling it out as he spun around, arm swaying out of your reach. It startled you making you blink innocently. – “Zuko… I was just…” – you tried explaining to him. – “Get lost!” – he called out, panting with anger. – “Zu…” – you tried once more, reaching out for him.

Zuko moved his hand across, a wave of flames with him. Making you block your arms up to cover up your face. Yelping loud as you felt the hotness brush near you. You stumbled to the ground looking frightful up at him. Zuko’s shoulder moving up and down with his heavy breathing. His expression cold despite the hotness radiating from him.

You had never seen him this angry before as it frightened you. Getting up, you took a run for it. Going back up to the ship’s deck. Zuko’s breathing steadied. Fading out till a soft breathing. Lowering his gaze, he felt the guilt of his actions clear. He knew he shouldn’t have lashed out, but he couldn’t help it.

It was his defence whenever he felt vulnerable. It was a weakness, he couldn’t show. Growing up with his father and sister made it that way. His weakness was of a quick time as his anger boiled again. Making him stomp his fist against the wall.

Some pots coming clattering down on the ground. Knowing his uncle might scold him later on it. It could care him less. For once again the avatar had slipped his grip. For sure he thought he had him. Only for the avatar to make a fool out of him. Nothing but silliness and games coming from him. Zuko thought for sure he’d outsmart such a child.

How wrong he was. For despite the childish appearance, the avatar had managed to  escape with a few good laughs. How he hated that capturing the avatar depended on regaining his honour and being able to return home. It was a task, he was not willing to fail on.

You had spurted onto the deck, panting loud. You noticed some soldiers looking your way. Feeling as if they were staring at you. Making your way to the railing, you gripped tight on it. Wishing you could be endlessly away from him and his temper. You admired Zuko much but that temper of his would be his undoing. You had hoped with your presence, you could’ve changed him. Helped him learn to control his anger and that there are more ways than using brute force.

When you signed up to join the crew, you only did it for Zuko. Knowing how utterly alone he would be. So as the girl that he had known since he was a child, you came along. Hoping your presence would make him feel less alone. It seemed to have worked till the arrival of the avatar messed with his brain.

All anger going straight to his head and fists. Gripping tight onto the railing, you tore your gaze away. Trying to stop yourself from crying. For crying for the friend you were losing in him with this process. Old scars never able to heal. Those old scars taking the upper hand on him.

Your lip quivered at the thought. A shudder of cold rushing down your spine. It made you open your eyes. Looking forwards at the glaciers. Chunks of ice drifting in the cold waters. Warming your arms a bit with your hands, you hoped to soon leave the Southern waters. You weren’t build for the cold. The ship steered narrowly through the glaciers. Hearing them crack once you get close to them.

The sound echoed and wrapped around the ship like a storm. Sending more shivers down your spine. Hearing some movement and commotion behind you, made you look. Seeing how all the crew formed a line. Not a moment later emerged Zuko onto the deck. Hands behind his back.

Still the same cold expression on his face. His crew saluted their prince. Between their heads you noticed Zuko. His head turned to your direction. Knowing he could see you, you dropped into a curtsy out of respect for your prince. No matter how well you knew him, you knew your place. It was nowhere near royalty.

Zuko quickly turned his head, focusing forwards once more. He neared the front of his ship, looking back at the Southern waters. His shoulders slouching down with a deep breath. You didn’t even needed to speak with him to know what he was thinking.

Biting your lip, you hesitated. Having the urge to run over to him and comfort him. Comfort him as you had done so many times. When he cried for his mother. When Azula taunted him again. When his father disciplined him. You were always there to pick up his spirit and keep him going.

Then your mind went back to just now. How he had lashed out to you. You didn’t have to lie that it hurt. Hurt seeing him treat you like this. After all this, after all what you went through, he still pushed you away when things got heated. Zuko tore his gaze away, turning round. His gaze falling on you. It made you gulp soft. Wondering what was going through his head. Zuko seemed to move to your direction before he changed his mind. A shadow fell over you, spiking up your curiosity.

A second later you heard shouting. Looking over your shoulder, you saw the biggest glacier close to the ship. The captain desperately trying to steer the ship away. Anticipating the moment. The ship’s side slid against the glacier, making an excruciating sound.

The captain and others shouting loud. You ran away from the railing. chunks of ice falling onto the deck. Falling into smaller pieces of hard snow. Gasping loud, you looked over your shoulder. Seeing the glacier shudder. The bumping of the ship awakening it. Gaze going down, you saw Zuko close by. Snow rolled down the glacier as you knew what it meant.

Focused on Zuko, you started to run over to him. The snow coming down like an avalanche. You knocked Zuko out of the way with your shoulder just before the snow hit the deck. Falling on top of you as your screams were deafened out. Zuko was panting loud, pulling himself a bit up by his fist. His gaze fixated on the chunk of snow laying on deck.

“Y/n!” – he screamed out. He rushed up to his feet, running over. Diving to his knees to start digging into the snow. Clearing a way to you. Knowing that each second counted. Panting loud, he kept digging and digging. Clearing away the snow. His mind panicking and begging for you to be alright. Regretting ever wrong word he said to you. Regretting all his angers outed towards you.

“Y/n!” – Zuko said when your arm resurfaced. He started to clear the snow faster. Taking you by the arm to drag you closer to him. He held you in his arm, laying in his lap. He touched your cheek feeling how cold it was. – “Y/n… please…” – he said gently shaking your clothing for any movement. – “Y/n!” – Zuko shouted loud when no reaction came. He shook you harder, more desperate for any reaction.

Any sign that would tell him you were still with him. – “Y/n… please… please…” – he begged, his eyes becoming teary. – “Wake up… please… wake up…” – his shaking stopped as it seemed pointless. Touching your cheek once more, you were freezing cold. He pulled you closer to his chest, embracing you. – “I’m sorry… I’m sorry… please forgive me.” – he let his forehead touch yours.

“I beg you… come back… please… I need you.” – he sobbed out, cherishing you in his embrace. – “I need you to scold me. To show me the right way. To comfort me and knock some sense in me. I need you to be at my side. Please I need you in my life. I can’t live without you.” – Zuko wiped his tears aggressively away.

“Don’t you dare leave me! You don’t get to leave me! I need you because I can’t go any further without you.” – he lowered his head to leave a kiss on your forehead. – “Do you hear me Y/n!” – he shouted loud out of frustration. – “I hear you.” – you responded making him widen his eyes. – “Y/n!” – he called out in disbelieve as you tried to get up. Zuko bumped his chest against you, wrapping his arms around you.

It made you tap him on his shoulder, feeling smothered by him. – “Don’t go squeezing me to death fire prince.” – you taunted him. You felt him squeeze you tighter just to taunt you back. He then released his grip onto you. – “I thought you were dead!” – he shouted at you, nearly crying from relief that you were still here. – “Why didn’t you wake up!” – he gave you a stomp against your arm, making you call it out in pain.

“Because you were giving such a great speech. I couldn’t interrupt that could I now.” – you curled up a smile. Zuko tensed his jaw, grabbing you by the chin. Your eyes shot wide open when he pressed his lips onto yours. Feeling the warmth of his body warm your lips. Sending a warmth through your body. From your head till the tips of your toes.

When he pulled away, he let his thumb brush against your cheek. Seeing your color had returned. No longer looked icy. He cracked up a smile at your frozen expression. Zuko started waving his hand in front of your face to get a reaction out of you. You squealed loud, jumping at him. Wrapping your arms around him as he fell back with you. Your lips on him again. Zuko kissed you lovingly back. Iroh watching approvingly from a distance. Already picturing the wedding for he had always been rooting for the two of you.

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Hi how are you? Hope you’re having good day/night

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Witches road // part 8 (Fem!reader x Agatha Harkness)

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Summary: A return to Salem brings the whole truth out. Agatha's betrayel towards you against her own coven. Returned as a spirit, allows Agatha to still be a part of your life. For wherever glory might lead a coven three. [Witches road series] | Final... for now.

To glory at the end.

Salem 1692.

Agatha was panting loud. Running as fast as her feet could carry her. A few low hanging branches scratching her cheeks. Thin lines of red staining her. Looking frantically over her shoulders like a hunted animal. The thundering feeling of being caught up send a panic through her body. Making her less careful. Less observant of her surroundings. For her foot got stuck on a branch, sending her diving flat forwards onto her chest.

A loud yelp escaping her lips. Worn out she tried to get herself back up, struggling to get back up. Her dress already torn and arms muddy. Agatha yelped once more now at the sight of vines curling around her wrists. It made her struggle against it, trying to shove it off. Looking back she saw more vines wrap around her waist and legs. Panicking more she tried breaking free, knowing what was hunting her.

Her hands got pulled away from each other, making it unable for her to tear the vines off. With a sob, she looked up, seeing a cloaked figure knelt down. Hiding half behind a tree. Clearly a woman, she brought her finger to her lips to silence her. A twist of palm on the earth, made Agatha get pulled back in the air.

Agatha tried her best to remain quiet as she got flung upwards. Dangling between two trees. Looking back down she saw the cloaked woman disappear behind the tree. Not a moment later she heard twigs snap. Making her look down over her shoulder. A group of women coming to a stop.

One particular woman stepping forwards, looking curiously at the horizon. – “I want her found!” – she called out as it made Agatha swallow nervously. The other women started running in a direction as the older lady walked back. Agatha released a loud sob once the witches were gone. Then a scream as she got plunged back to the earth. Her feet finding ground as the vines around her faded away. It made her look frantically around for the same woman from before.

Her gaze went forwards as she saw the same cloaked woman from before appear from behind a tree. – “You…you saved me… why?” – Agatha said loud. Agatha watched as the woman took her hood off. Revealing a kind face. – “You seemed to need a hand.” – you told her stepping more into the open. Agatha took a short step back. – “You… you are an earth witch.” – she called out.

 “Yes.” – you replied approaching her. Agatha leaned a bit back, but remained present. Your gaze went up to her face. Hand reaching out for her cheek. Agatha shuddered out a breath as you let your thumb brush over the red. Agatha gasped soft, touching her cheek. Feeling no sting of pain any longer. No sign of her cut to be seen.

You curled up a smile, looking shyly to the ground. You stepped away from her to pick up some branches. – “Why does a witch get hunted down…” – you started as she cut in. – “Agatha!” – she called out, making you pause. – “Why does Agatha get hunted down by witches.” – you corrected your sentence. Agatha puffed loud, trying to act like nothing was going on.

You continued to collect branches. Quirking your eyebrow up as Agatha bend down to seemingly help you out. Wondering why she would do that. Agatha moved closer to you, holding a few branches. You came standing before her, staring right at her eyes. It made Agatha gasp breathlessly. – “They are your coven.” – you said astonishing her.

“How… how… did you?” – she wanted to know. You tilted your head with a smile. – “I can see it in your eyes.” – you explained, moving your finger across to tease her. You kept looking into her eyes with curiosity. – “You are frightened of them… of one…” – you told her further. Agatha closed her eyes, asking you to stop. It only made you laugh loud at how easily you could read her.

You turned round, taking your leave. Agatha looked over her shoulder, before coming to run after you. – “If you insist on helping me, we’ll need more wood.” – you shouted at her over your shoulder. Agatha nodded, looking at the ground to pick up more sticks. Arms full, she came running after you. Following you deeper into the woods. Agatha looked curious around when you started to place the sticks on the ground.

Placing them in a grand circle. Taking a few from Agatha to complete your circle. – “What’s it for?” – Agatha asked curious. You only winked at her, standing in the middle. You rose your hands as a glow appeared from underneath the wood. Slowly bringing them higher up as the glow rose as well. Whispering an incantation. Spreading your hands across the glow disappeared. You gestured for Agatha to sit as she hesitantly did. – “A protection spell.” – Agatha called out.

“Good student.” – you replied. – “You may be at ease. Your coven won’t sense you here.” – you reassured her. Agatha rubbed her hands nervously together as you knew she had a burning question on her lips. – “Y/n.” – you told her. Agatha smiled back at you. Agatha watched as you conjured a fire with just placing your hands on the ground.

She moved closer, watching the flames with curiosity. – “Teach me.” – she blurted out. – “Does your coven not teach you?” – you asked of her. Agatha shook her head. – “My coven won’t teach me. They won’t let me do much magic.” – Agatha replied. – “Because they fear you.” – you told her looking back at her.

“Do you fear me?” – Agatha questioned, pressing her hands in the folds of her dress. – “No.” – you told her. Agatha felt a sense of calmness wash over her. – “Can you teach me?” – Agatha asked again. You stretched loud. – “Not today. You’ll have to come find me tomorrow.” – you responded with a cheeky smile.

Agatha smiled back. Remaining at your side for a little while till she went back to her coven. For the next day and the day after and after and so on came Agatha to visit you. Teaching her all the ways her coven would not. You were brewing a soup when you got surprised by two hands covering up your eyes. – “Who is it?” – a voice whispered in your ear. You got up, removing the hands from before your eyes. Turning round all smiley to Agatha. – “My dearest love.” – you responded laying your hands over her shoulders.

Agatha chuckled wickedly. She cupped your cheeks, pressing her lips deeply onto yours. Giving her a kiss and another one. Agatha and your lips parted, taking a step back. Agatha quirked her eyebrow up at the black cat staring back at her. His head tilted. – “He’s new…” – she pointed out. You smiled going over to the cat. – “I’ve claimed my familiar.” – you came kneeling down, petting his head. – “He saved me from wretched men of the village. You should’ve seen him. Jumping and scratching at their heads.”

You chuckled loud as the cat purred loud to your side. Agatha waved at the cat, trying to win him over as well. The cat had little eye for her. You got back up, heading back for your cauldron. Stirring in it. Agatha wrapped her arms around you, resting her chin on your shoulder. – “I could’ve handles those men.” – she muttered out with a bit of jealousy.

“I know you would’ve.” – you laughed out. Turning around, Agatha made some room for you. Cupping her cheeks, you kissed her. You got startled hearing something squeak. Looking away, you saw the bird fall down, having flown against the tree. You immediately went over to it, kneeling down to pick the little bird up in your hands.

Agatha came looking over your shoulder. – “Can you save him?” – she asked. You shook your head. – “What is dead is dead. I cannot bring it back.” – you told her, closing your other hand over it. A burn coming from your palm as it burned the bird to ashes.

Opening your hand the ashes fell out of your palm. Agatha huffed loud. – “We should be able to! We should be powerful enough to bend the will of life and death.” – she said making you get up. – “Agatha that is a devil’s game.” – you told her. Agatha grabbed you by your shoulders. – “Just imagine Y/n. We could be the most powerful witches on this earth. All will bend to our will. You’ll be nature’s God.” – she proclaimed with a wickedly twinkle in her eyes. It made you shake your head. – “We should listen to nature, not submit it to our will.” – you told her.

“Whatever power you speak of is not worth the price.” – you continued. Grabbing her firm at her wrists. – “Promise me you’ll not pursue it. Tell me you won’t pursue the darkhold.” – you slipped out as it made her widen her eyes. – “You know of such power?” – she said in shock. Agatha broke free from your grip, backing away. – “You know and you do not share. You just want it for yourself!” – Agatha shouted at you.

“No! Agatha I am trying to protect you! It is a path you do not wish to follow.” – you let out. Agatha kept shaking her head, not wanting to hear it. Feeling betrayed that you did not indulge her with such knowledge. – “Agatha!” – you shouted out when she ran off. Unable to go after her. Agatha returned to her coven. Brewing on the subject of greater power.

Agatha jumped up hearing twigs snap underneath shoes. She jumped up at the sight of her mother. – “Agatha.” – she said loud. – “You are reaching for magic beyond your powers.” – her mother accused. – “Mother I…” – Agatha started. – “Silence!” – She shouted moving her hands away as Agatha got flung back. Groaningly she got back up.

“You are betraying your coven by stealing knowledge above your age and station.” – She made clear. – “I have not.” – Agatha responded desperately. – “You are practising the darkest of magic.” – her mother spitted out with fury. – “It was not me… mother I swear.” – Agatha responded beggingly. – “I was deceived. I was forced to…” – she then added.

It made her mother quirk her eyebrow up. – “By whom?” – her mother wanted to know. Agatha breathed loud and deep. Her gaze briefly to the ground before looking back at her mother. – “A witch called Y/n.” – she confessed without shame. – “Where can I find this witch!” – her mother wanted to know.

Twigs snapping made you lift your head up. Cloaked figures appearing in sight from behind the trees. – “Y/n Y/l/n!” – they called out in unison. It made you swallow hard. They undid them off their hoods, revealing their faces. Sisters side by side.

“You helped steal knowledge above your age and station. Set her to meddle with dark magic.” – Evanora called out.  You shook your head. – “Heretic!” – Evanora shouted loud with a pointing finger. They raised their palms, speaking in a Latin tongue. Tears sprung in your eyes as you waited for the grabbing.

Roots snapping behind you. Unrooting from the earth to the surface. One strapped hard around your arm. Another root wrapping around your other arm. Slithering and straining around your arms. Moving your arms forwards you tried to break free. – “You’ll burn!” – you screamed at her. The root that strapped around your ankles, made you dive forwards to the ground. Falling hard on your chest. Nails digging into the earth to get a grip.

Screaming loud in terror and anger. – “From earth you came and to earth you shall return.” – Evanora called out. Your familiar darted from through the woods. Sprinting up to you as he meowed loud. Meowed out a cry for his witch. Dozen of roots tugging at you, dragging you over the earth. Your fingers found a brief grip deep into the earth. Whispering out ancient woodland magic before a hard tug dragged you further. Tipping you over into a black hole. Arms flaying as your voice deafened out through the darkness. The last sun gone pitch black.

You blinked your eyes open, feeling a warm hand on your shoulder. His face becoming clearer. – “Are you alright Y/n?” – Billy asked. You nodded with a loud hum. He came sitting beside you, letting his hand slide in yours. Fingers entangling together. He rested his head on your shoulder.

Both of you heard loud cackling. You were both fully awake and aware. The cackling sounding once more. Your cat hissed loud as you knew what was coming. You thought it before the spirit appeared before you. – “Agatha.” – you said with some bitterness. – “Have you missed me dear?” – she asked enjoying her spirit self just a bit too much.

“How are you not dead?” – Billy asked confused. – “I know right.” – Agatha responded with some spunk. – “I couldn’t leave my baby in yours hands could I now.” – Agatha pouted her lips, looking at you. – “She’s much saver with me than you!” – Billy shouted back.

Agatha laughed loud, clapping her hands together. Her laughter dying out as her gaze settled on you. You got up, coming closer to her. Agatha smiled sweetly back at you. – “My dearest Y/n.” – she said reaching out to touch you. Only for her hand to go right through you. Frustrating her that she couldn’t touch you. – “What will you do now?” – you asked her watching her still struggle.

Her hand going numerously through your head. – “I’ll stick around. Mentor the little one.” – she wiggled her fingers to Billy over your shoulder. Billy scoffed loud, crossing his arms. Agatha swallowed nervously, feeling your gaze at her. – “And redeem myself to you.” – she added. You curled up a smile, holding up three fingers. – “Coven three.” – Agatha filled in with a smile.

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Consuming darkness (Reader x Charles & Edwin)

Requested by: @sparklybirdtrash Forever tag: @missmelodramatic, @alex--awesome--22, @floatlosers, @merlieve, @queen-of-books , @glimmering-darling-dolly , @denkisclown , @wildiefleur , @meyocoko , @subjecta13-thefangirl , @m-rae23 , @harleyquinnswifeyfrfr , @melsunshine , @panhoeofmanyfandoms , @venomsvl , @the-uncoordinated-house-cat , @rosecentury , @evilcr0ne , @vviolynn , @niktwazny303 , @avada-kedavra-bitch-187 , @erikasurfer , @slythetic , @p0nycurtis

“Let me help you.” – Charles called out coming running over. You smiled reaching your hand out to him. Already opening your mouth to thank him when he brushed past you, reaching for Crystal behind you in the mud pool. Crystal was sputtering loud with annoyance. Splashing her hands on the mud with anger. Embarrassed you lowered your hand, glancing over your shoulder. Crystal took his hand as Charles started pulling her out of the mud.

You watched her move to the side, Charles dragging her over the edge onto the grass. Crystal wiped some mud off her face with a grunt. Charles helped her up as Crystal shoved his hands off her. – “Great idea Charles!” – she called out annoyed getting up herself. – “Sure what’s the worst that could happen.” – she said sarcastically. – “I had to think fast!” – Charles replied in defence. Crystal puffed loud with a roll of her eyes. She shoved Charles aside. Charles looked questionable at her. – “Charles…” – you said holding your hand out so that he could help you.

Charles scoffed loud going after Crystal. – “Ouch…” – you told yourself, sitting alone in the mud pool. Using your arms, you pushed yourself closer to the edge. Plopping your muddy arms out of the pool, dropping them onto the grass. Grabbing for it to pull your weight up. Needing to use all your might to get out. It would’ve been easier if Charles had just helped you. Your body rolled over on the grass, laying on your back, panting. The sky a clean canvas.

Closing your eyes for a moment, you wanted to bury your emotions away. Allowing yourself to cry would just make it more real. The lies you had been telling yourself over the course of time, fading. Everything will be alright. It will all be fine. It’s just temporary. Lately it didn’t feel like it. With a deep exhale you sat up. Pressing your lips together to pull yourself together.  

You found your friends after a while. Joining the three of them quietly. – “I need a bath.” – Crystal whined out. – “That indeed.” – Edwin pointed out with a sarcastic smile. Crystal rolled her eyes at him, shoving him by the shoulder. – “Au.” – Edwin whispered falling in line with Charles after her. Another punch to the gut as your friends didn’t even seem to acknowledge you. Or even ask if you were alright. Giving yourself a good shake, the mud disappeared.

Back in Crystal apartment, you followed Charles and Edwin through the walls. Crystal warned no one to enter the bathroom with a clear glare. Charles pulled his hands up as Edwin kept his hands neatly in front of him. – “As if.” – he told her, taking a u-turn and leaving. The boys started roaming her room. Edwin looking at the few books in her room, making a ghastly sound at her awful taste. Charles started looking at some trinkets as you moved to the back of the room.

Charles eyes suddenly widened, turning to Edwin. – “Have you seen…” – he asked but before he could finish his sentence, you replied. – “Right here.” – you held your hand up, making your friends look in your direction. You lowered your hand, looking away. Edwin breathed in, wanting to speak when they heard Crystal shout frustratedly from inside the bathroom.

“Need any help Crystal?” – Charles called out to tease her. – “No!” – Crystal shouted back at him, knowing he might just dare. Charles chuckled amusingly. After a long time Crystal came out. – “I never want to see mud in my life again.” – she grunted out. – “I see the mud bath has not done miracles for your skin.” – Edwin answered with a sarcastic smile. – “You are lucky I don’t have any mud to throw at you.” – Crystal replied making Charles snicker loud. Edwin rolled his eyes at her, turning his posture away from her.

The skies darkened, silencing the world. Only a few fools wandering the streets at night. The little bell rang from Tragic Mike’s shop. He barely lifted his head up, still focusing on the newspaper he was reading. Crystal walked up to his counter, laying her elbows on top. Smiling sweetly back at him.

Tragic Mike sighed loud, lowering his newspaper. – “What now?” – he asked. – “Hi Tragic Mike.” – you greeted him. – “Hi Y/n.” – he answered happily. His smile gone when he turned to face Crystal once more. – “Got something to stop a demon from messing with your head?” – she asked leaning over the counter. Charles looked uneasy over his shoulder, hands stuffed in his jacket.

“I’ll have to see.” – he answered, already turning half his posture away from her. Crystal’s eyes fell on a bottle filled with complete blackness. Curious she grabbed for it over the counter. – “Oh what’s this?” – she questioned. Tragic Mike turned back, panic in his eyes as he launched at her. – “Careful!” – he called out as it made Crystal jump out of her skin.

“That… that is complete darkness.” – he informed her with a warning. – “Something you do not wish to unleash.” – he gestured for her to give him the bottle back. Gently and with care. – “What’s so scary about some darkness?” – Crystal asked. It almost gave Tragic Mike a heart-attack at how careless she was about darkness.

“If it consumes you, there will be nothing. Just complete nothingness and darkness for eternity. No happy afterlife or even torture in hell, just emptiness.” – He warned her once more. Crystal swallowed nervously, setting the bottle on the counter. – “About my demon problem.” – Crystal pressed on making him sigh loud. He left his counter to go and search for something in the back.

Charles came closer to the bottle. – “Don’t touch that!” – Edwin warned him when he saw his mate’s eager hands go for it. Charles pulled his hand down, bending through his knees to observe it from much closer. – “Funny how this little thing can cause so much.” – Charles spoke. – “Looks can deceive.” – you answered glancing unintended to Crystal.

“Just stay away.” – Edwin called out, not wanting this on his hands. – “Where does one bottle even darkness?” – Crystal questioned while they were waiting for Tragic Mike to return. – “Shadows?” – Charles answered unbothered. Edwin throwing him a side-eye at how wrong that answer was.

“Inky pools.” – Edwin corrected him. – “And where does one find those?” – Crystal answered still not satisfied with the answer. – “The land of dreams and nightmares.” – you filled in for them. Making the three of them look at you.

You saw Crystal gawk confused at you making you untangle your crossed arms. – “The realm of an endless. More specific the lord of dreams and nightmares.” – you told them. Rolling with your eyes, you made it easier for Crystal to understand. – “You might know him as the sandman.” – you ended. Edwin looking proudly your way.

“Honestly don’t you read.” – you bit at Crystal slightly annoyed. Crystal looked back at the little bottle, feeling a shudder go down her spine. – “That thing is giving me the creeps.” – she said out loud. Tragic Mike returned with something small. He handed it over to Crystal. The three of you started to head out as Crystal was right behind you. Re-adjusting her bag better over her shoulder.

Edwin came standing beside you, taking a hold of his jacket. – “I was very impressed with your knowledge Y/n.” – he told you. – “Well you can’t be the only smart-one can you?” – you teased letting your hip bump against his. Edwin chuckled. It made you smile back at him, feeling that bit return from the old days.

When it was just the three of you. No crystal and only worrying about finishing cases. Edwin gave you a playful bump against your shoulder. The two of you followed Charles and Crystal back to the apartment. They were chatting when a crow came flying near Crystal. Making her panic and flap her hands around.

“Shoo, get lost!” – Charles would shout, swaying his arm around. Blindly stumbled Crystal backwards, bumping against a trashcan. Nearly stumbling over it, she turned to grab it fully arms wrapped around it. – “Beat it!” – Charles shouted as the crow suddenly took off.

Edwin and you came running over. – “Everything alright?” – Charles asked, taking Crystal by her arm to help her up. – “That stupid crow!” – Crystal cursed out. – “Crystal… your bag… is leaking…” – Edwin pointed out seeing the stain grow larger. – “Shit!” – Crystal called out, opening her bag. – “Double shit!” – she cursed seeing the glass inside her bag. Charles plucked her bag from her, taking a look for himself inside. His eyes widening with fear. – “Crystal.” – he said calmly but feeling himself get closer to panic. – “Don’t tell me you nicked the darkness!” – he asked.

“What?” – Edwin called out. Crystal didn’t meet up with Charles’s cold stare. Stuttering over her words to form any. – “Crystal!” – Charles shouted loud, startling her. – “I…I thought we could use it.” – she answered making Charles turn round, pinching his nose-bridge. – “Do you have any idea what you have just unleashed into this world?” – Charles shouted at her with rage.

“I…I’m sorry.” – Crystal replied embarrassed. – “Sorry isn’t going to help us!” – Charles raged out. You walked over to Charles, snatching the bag from him. Walking off a bit, you threw the bag away. – “Hey!” – Crystal called out as Charles kept her maintained. – “Edwin. What do we do?” – Charles asked without keeping his gaze away from Crystal with anger.

Edwin was pacing back and forth, thinking. – “I…I don’t know.” – he confessed. You had an uneasy feeling, slowly turning around. A hauntingly feeling creeping over you. You had eyes on an alleyway. Darkness in the distance. Slowly creeping closer leaving nothing but pitch blackness.

It made you gasp soft as if caught by the throat by it. Feeling as if the darkness was marking you. The darkness moving over the brick walls, swallowing them hole to cover in complete night. No shadows to make up, just complete emptiness. Mesmerized by it, you couldn’t move. Pinned to the ground waiting till it stretched out to you.

“We need to go!” – you heard Charles shout somewhere behind you. – “Y/n!” – Edwin called out coming over. He grabbed you firm by the hand, pulling you with him. Your feet finally coming in motion as they followed Edwin’s rhythm. Panting loud, you looked over your shoulder, seeing the darkness linger.

You all ran back to her apartment with the meaning of haste. Crystal shut the door behind her, out of breath. – “Wonderful, just bloody wonderful.” – Charles called out to Crystal. – “Look I already said I’m sorry.” – Crystal answered bitsy. Charles stepped up to her, making her move back against the wall.

His anger still clear in his eyes. – “Are you daft? You’ve just unleashed something worse than death into the city.” – Charles shouted at her, coming all up in her face. – “Charles!” – Edwin called out to make him back off. You walked up to Charles, taking him by his arm. Charles brushed your hand off by moving his arm up. Not wanting to be touched now. With one last glare at her, he backed away. – “Look maybe… maybe it will be alright?” – Crystal said to ease the situation. Only to receive another glare from Charles.

“Edwin you better dip that nose of yours in the books.” – Charles ushered. – “Already on it.” – Edwin let out, already with a book in his hand. You wandered to the window, looking outside. Swallowing nervously as you saw the darkness at the horizon. Creeping up as it felt like staring into your soul. If the rumours were true, you knew what it meant. The darkness having targeted you to claim. Stopping at nothing till it has fully consumed you. Leaving you to a faith worser than death.

You looked over your shoulder at your best friends. Charles walking through the mirror at Edwin’s shouts. Edwin sticking half through the mirror to shout directions. Books being carefully thrown through the mirror onto the ground. Gaze lowering you knew it would be pointless.

Looking back at the door, you saw Crystal sit down, panicking with tears at what she had done. She thought it would harmless. That they could use it someday for an enemy undefeatable. Unfortunately nothing could tame the darkness. Staring back out of the window, you saw the darkness across the street. Slowly coming closer with eager hands to snatch their prey.

Taking a deep determined breath, you moved away from the window. Going over to her nightstand to light the lamp. You then went around the room lighting every light that was possible. – “What are you doing?” – Crystal sniffed, looking confused at you.

“Every element has a counter-part. Earth and air. Fire and water.” – you explained to her. – “Darkness and light.” – Edwin cut through with a thoughtful glance. – “It is worth the try.” – you replied. Edwin popped his head back through the mirror, shouting at Charles. – “Do you have any flashlights?” – you asked Crystal. She wiped her tears away, nodding shakily. She went to fetch them, feeling the darkness at the doorstep. Crystal handed you two flashlights. You gave one back to her. She clamped onto it, lighting it. Her room brightly lit.

Edwin popped his head out of the mirror to look around. He then shoved it back in, shouting orders at Charles who tried not to crumble under the pressure. You opened the door, coming to stand in the hallway. Seeing it creep up the stairs. – “It’s here!” – you shouted loud. It made Crystal whimper loud. You flashed your light down on the stairs. Seeing the darkness part where the light fell. It wasn’t enough sniff it out. The light in the hallway above your head started to flicker.

Making you gasp loud and look up. The light flickering as you begged for it to stay lit. Then the light was cut leaving you in the dark. The darkness making a bellowing sound. It made you widen your eyes as now your flashlight seemed to falter as well. Almost as if the darkness was manipulating it. Frightened, you dropped your flashlight whilst stumbling back.

Running back into the room, you shut the door behind you. You took Crystal by the arm, pulling her as far away from the door as you could. Crystal’s eyes widened when she saw her door disappear. A blackness wallowing over it like consuming air. – “Edwin!” – Crystal shouted in a panic. Edwin gasped in a panic, pulling Charles out of the mirror with him.

Crystal shone her flashlight in front of her with shaky knees. Charles pulling her further back. Edwin knelt down trying to light a match. A lantern standing in front of him. Something Charles had taken with him through the mirror.

Edwin kept glancing over his shoulder to the darkness as it crept closer. The darkness started to stretch. Long lines of darkness like hands pulling out of the darkness. Charles staring in terror as he pulled Crystal closer to him. Crystal had her eyes closed, face buried against Charles’s chest.

Yet the darkness didn’t reach for them. Charles’s gaze went up to you, still backing up near the window. Seeing how they were coming after you. – “Edwin!” – he shouted loud, taking Crystal’s flashlight to shine it at the darkness. It did little to nothing.

Edwin’s hands were trembling trying to light the fire. Your back hit the wall, knowing you couldn’t go any further. – “Edwin!” – Charles shouted once more that he needed to hurry. Edwin was mumbling words whilst trying to light the match. Charles let go of Crystal, getting closer from the side to shine his flashlight at you.

Seeing how the darkness had almost reached your toes. – “Back! Back!” – he shouted shining it at your feet. It made the darkness’s grippy hands fumble back. You were crying loud, wishing you could go further away. Charles’s light started to flicker as it made him knock on his flashlight.

“No! no not now!” – he called out frustrated. The darkness crept over your feet as you felt the cold nothingness. Shaking your head, you knew they wouldn’t make it. Crawling up to your ankles making you sigh deep. Charles trying his best to get the flashlight back on. The darkness was up till your knees as you curled up a smile between your tears.

Charles staring with tears back at you. Then your vision got blocked out. A person coming to stand before you. Edwin. Edwin jumped in front of you, holding the lantern up. One window open. He shouted loud in anger as the darkness got sucked into the light.

He kept screaming loud, his hand trembling as the darkness kept getting sucked in the lantern. The window shut close as it made Edwin almost lose his balance. He locked the lantern that now looked pitch black. A loud sob emerged out of you, making you fall to your knees. Charles ran over to you, wrapping his arms around you. Edwin setting the lantern aside before joining in.

Both of them were hugging you in tears. You were sobbing loudly at your near death experience. – “I thought I’d lose you Y/n.” – Charles cried out, hugging you tighter. – “You don’t get to leave me.” – Edwin said pressing his cheek against yours. – “I love you guys.” – you cried feeling loved by your best friends. Crystal swallowed nervously, watching the scenery.

Charles started to kiss your cheek over and over again. Edwin tightening his embrace around you. You held on tight to them, feeling their love for you. Realizing they do very much care for you. For you were their entire world. One they didn’t want to live in further if you weren’t in it.

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Always there (Reader!Bridgerton & Bridgerton brothers)

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“Care for a walk?”

You turned your head in the direction of your brother’s voice. Anthony offering you his arm with a smile. You let your gaze go briefly away from him. Hesitant. Anthony noticed how hesitant you were, but he also saw how you weren’t feeling in your element. Out of touch as you hadn’t done nothing but stare at the ground or in the distance at this ball.

“We don’t even need to talk.” – he reassured you, offering you his arm. With a soft exhale, you accepted it. Anthony called for Benedict’s attention. Pointing at Francesca and Eloise that he needed to keep an eye on them. Benedict nodded coming to stand in between his sisters until mother returned with refreshments. Anthony guided you away from the family.

Passing through the bystanders conversating or watching the dancers in the middle of the ballroom. Anthony patted his hand on yours with a loud humming to sooth you. You narrowed your eyes on him, knowing exactly what he was doing. Anthony pretended not to see it. You looked around, keeping everything in observation.

Anthony was familiar with you not saying much. When you were in your comfort home, you’d always talk more. Out in the open, you were always more reserved. He knew it had something to do with your stutter. Something you had since you started talking. Your family weren’t that focused on it, but he could imagine it made you feel insecure from time to time.

He pulled you closer to him when a man stumbled back, laughing loud. Wanting to avoid that he bumped into you. – “Have you seen the gardens yet Y/n?” – he asked. You shook your head. A smile curled up on his lips. – “They have this grand fountain and even cut-out bushes; in the form of bunnies. Bunnies! Can you imagine.” – Anthony responded half chuckling.

It made you chuckle as well, finding your brother funny. There was something about him that even with little effort, he could make you smile. Anthony moved your arm firmer around his, leading you outside. It was cooler outside as he noticed you shivering. He quickly undid his vest, laying it over your shoulders for warmth.

You gave him a mischievous glance. – “Ah yes, we came here with a task. The bunnies.” – he let out. You nodded as he wrapped an arm around you. Going down the steps with you into the garden. Some others were strolling in the garden. Chaperoned by a father, mother or brother. – “Now where are they?” – Anthony mumbled, looking carefully around so that he wouldn’t miss them.

“There!” – you called out, pointing firmly in a direction. Anthony had to narrow his eyes, to look beyond the hedges to spot half a bunny bush. Both of you smiled at each other before running over to it. Both of you stopped, tilting your head at the same time. Trying to distinguish it as a bunny bush.

“Well it has ears…” – Anthony pointed out trying to see a bunny in the bushes. – “And a tail.” – you said standing beside the little plump ball cut out from the bush. You shook your hips acting like a bunny as it made Anthony laugh loud. – “It could also be a cat… with long ears.” – Anthony laughed out. You ran back to him, wrapping your arms around him in happiness. – “Or a ho-o-o-orse.” – a stutter slipped out as Anthony gave it no attention. – “A horse with short legs.” – he joked wrapping an arm around you. You snuggled close to him as Anthony rubbed your arm for warmth. – “Shall we head back inside where it is warmer?” – he asked.

You nodded following him back inside. Back in the ballroom it was warmer, making you give his vest back. Anthony accepted it, pushing you towards the Colin who seemed to look for someone in the crowd. When he noticed you, he started smiling. – “Are you having a good time sister?” – he asked curious. You hummed loud coming to stand with him as Anthony touched your shoulder before getting some refreshments.

“I haven’t seen you dancing yet sister, have you danced yet?” – he questioned. You shook your head, showing him your empty dance card. – “Now that is absurd that no gentleman wants to dance with my lovely sister.” – Colin acted out as it made you laugh. – “I shall make it my purpose to find you suitable dancers.” – he told you making you shake your head and wave your hands across. – “No… please.” – you laughed out. – “We’ll see about that.” – Colin responded with a nudge.

Anthony had returned with refreshments as you followed him back closer to your family. Eloise off to escape another dreadful ball. Mama’s eyes were on Francesca and the suitor she was dancing with. Your older brothers chatting and laughing together. You kept looking around, eyes suddenly widening as you noticed a young gentleman make his way over… to you. It made you suck in a breath, feeling nervous that he was approaching you.

Your brothers stopped talking to observe the boy that was near you. – “Miss Y/n.” – he started bowing. You curtsied in return. – “I was wondering if I may place my name on your dance card.” – the boy asked. You started to fumble with your fingers, the dance card twirling around your wrist. Nervous about what you might say. – “I… I hope there is some room left for me…” – he continued after some silence.

You glanced brief over your shoulder at your brothers. All three of them nodded and encouraged you to engage. Taking a deep breath, you tried to relax. – “I-I-I-I have r-r-r-roo-m-m.” – you got stuck on your words, stuttering them out. The boy kept his smile up. Clearing your throat, you tried to recollect yourself. – “It’s em-m-m-m-mpty.” – you sputtered out, needing to do a lot of effort to get over the word bridge. The boy tilted his head to watch your dance card twirl around. – “Oh.” – he answered gently.

“If you like, I’d like to write my name on it.” – he offered gesturing at your dance card. – “You m…m…m…may.” – hesitation to speak out a word as it started frustrate you that you couldn’t utter a normal sentence without stuttering or hesitating. Needing to do your very best to form the word in your mind and with your mouth. The boy took your dance card as he started to write his name on it. – “How is it that such a lady as yourself has an empty dance card?” – he looked up to you with a teasing smile. –

“Y….y….you te…l…l m-m-m-e.” – you managed to get out with a lot of effort. The boy chuckled. – “All done.” – he said showing you the dance card. You looked at it, seeing that he had wrote his name in big letters. Going all the way across the dance card so there was no more room for any other names. Haven written it diagonally down.

You wanted to respond. Trying to form the words as it wouldn’t work. Too nervous that this boy only wished to dance with you and left no room for any others. Claiming you as his alone. Groaning loud, you frustrated yourself that nothing came out. Or rather nothing properly. You felt like a bumbling buffoon. Not even able to speak properly. With each effort, you stomped with your foot on the ground.

Getting annoyed and forcing yourself to speak properly which only made your stutter worse. The boy remained polite not commenting on it. Your brothers decided to cut in seeing you were overworking yourself. Colin grabbed you by your shoulders, pulling you back to him. – “Thank you for your interest, my sister will come find you later.” – Anthony responded politely to the young man. Benedict and Colin turning you around to leave.

Anthony coming right behind them. They led you into the hallway. – “Sister calm down.” – Colin spoke seeing how worked up you still were. – “I-I-I-I-I….” – you stuttered out with a loud groan. – “Easy Y/n.” – Benedict shushed you, stroking your back to calm you. He saw you were getting too hastened. Anthony made you look at him. – “Try picturing the words with your mind Y/n.” – he said gently. You nodded, looking briefly up.

“I m-m-made a f…fool of myself.” – you let out with some effort. – “No…” – Anthony replied softly, pulling you close to his chest. – “You did no such thing sister.” – he soothed you. Stroking your back and swaying you in his embrace from side to side. – “Not one bit.” – Benedict pitched in coming to hug you as well.

“We’ll stay here for a moment till you are comfortable enough.” – Colin spoke taking your hand. – “If you wish we shall head home.” – Benedict let you know that you didn’t have to stay if you didn’t feel like it anymore. – “No…” – you answered steadily. – “I’ll stay.” – your three brothers smiling proudly back at you.

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A dance of fencing (Reader x Benedict Bridgerton)

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Summary: Benedict takes up fencing, not knowing who his opponent is as he remains quiet. Each time he is defeated by his partner. During the balls a girl keeps following him and trying to make something clear. With his mind still on winning a match, he makes a deal to buy his partner a drink if he wins. If only he knew his opponent was the girl who kept trying to hint it at him during balls.

Benedict hurried towards the door as it caught Violet’s attention. Making her stop mid-way, gawking at her son. – “Uhm Benedict… where are you going?” – She wanted to know. Benedict stopped, moving a bit back. – “Out.” – he replied as if it was the most casual thing. – “Now, it is almost calling hour.” – Violet responded.

“I… I have other obligations.” – Benedict answered already checking the clock in the hallway. – “But your sister…” – Violet reminded him again. – “Will be fine without me, she has plenty of hawks circling around her.” – he called out heading for the door.

Before Violet could scold him, he had left. Calling over one of the carriages. Violet sighed loud, entering the drawing room to wait for any suitors to announce themselves to Francesca. Benedict hopped into the carriage as it rode off.

The carriage stopped in front of a mansion. White stone walls with pillars on each side. A man was standing outside having a smoke. Not even trying to hide it. His eyes focused on Benedict when he got out. – “I’ll be damned Bridgerton is that you?”  - the man called out, dropping his cigarette on the ground.

Sniffing it out with his heel before coming over. Benedict looked surprised at the acquaintance when he neared. – “John Fidleton is that you?” – he asked. John shook his hand firm with a pat on against his shoulder. – “Here for fencing too?” – John wanted to know, leading him closer to the mansion.

Benedict chuckled out a laugh with a shrug. John laughed patting him hard on the back.  – “A man of many talents.” – John joked leading him inside the mansion. – “To be honest I just needed an escape from the house.” – Benedict teased with a smirk. John laughed loud patting him even harder on his back.

Benedict nearly stumbled forwards, coughing as the air felt being punched out of his lungs. – “You were always the funny one.” – John teased with a poke in his cheek. Benedict chuckled softly, rubbing his cheek. John leaded him to the training room. A grant ballroom now occupied with other obligations then dance. Many men were already suited up and warming up.

John slapped Benedict hard on his back. – “Get yourself ready.” – he shoved Benedict towards a door. Benedict left the room to change. With the helmet under his arm, he returned. He observed and watched some already parring. The sound of their fencing foil clattering against each other.

The instructor entered as everyone lined up. The instructor paused to give Benedict a quick bored glance. – “You new?” – he asked making Benedict nod, adding a bow afterwards. The instructor motioned with his head for him to join the line. Benedict hurried over, coming to stand beside John.

The instructor clapped his hands together after his speech, making everyone form a pair. Benedict turned to look at John to partner up, but John had already left to meet another chap. Laughing loud. It made Benedict look uncomfortable around as he didn’t knew anyone else. The instructor clapped loud, calling for his attention.

He then pointed at a person fully suited up. Benedict bowed to his instructor, making his way over. He approached you, holding his hand out to you. – “Benedict Bridgerton, at your service.” – he introduced himself. You stared down at his hand. As a reply you bowed, not shaking his hand. Benedict cleared his throat a bit ashamed, bowing afterwards.

“I look forward to fence with you.” – he started loosening up his shoulder. You tapped with your fencing foil on the helmet under his arm. – “Oh right.” – Benedict answered, moving the helmet up. – “You aren’t much of a talker are you?” – he questioned as you turned round to take your stand. Benedict put his helmet on, taking a stand as well.

If only he knew. You breathed loud into the helmet taking a moment to compose yourself. Waiting for Benedict to make the first move. Benedict launched forwards as you easily blocked his attack with a swift swing of your fencing foil. One hand behind your back as you needed to use little effort for it. With your fencing foil, you touched his chest with the tip of it.

Benedict looking with surprise down at his chest. You removed the fencing foil from him, taking a step back again. Benedict taking a stand once more. Again he set his foot forwards, launching at you. Turning just a quarter, you let your fencing foil block his. Letting it swing round to unbalance him.

Benedict tensed his jaw, regaining his balance and attacking once more. His efforts were little as your agility and speed blocked his strike before it could come even near you. The tip of your fencing foil again touching his chest.

Benedict groaned loud as you took another stand. You let your gaze go down to his feet, seeing his footwork wasn’t steady. Knowing he was about to strike, you deflected his strike. Making your fencing foil circle around his till it got flung out of his hands. Up in the air, Benedict watched with grand eyes.

You shoved him back with your fencing foil as he stumbled to the ground. With your free hand, you caught his fencing foil taking a deep bow at him. Benedict groaned loud at his defeat. Benedict got back up as you offered him his fencing foil.

He took it annoyed barely giving you a glance. He took another stand. With each defeat, the urge of overthrowing you grew. Giving up, he took of his helmet and went back to the changing rooms. Not even throwing you a glance over his shoulder.

Benedict rubbed his neck to ease his muscles making Anthony glance at him. Benedict cleared his throat, lowering his hand. – “Has he been handling you roughly again?” – Anthony questioned. Benedict sighed loud. – “Now I regret ever telling you.” – he mumbled out. Anthony came to face him, grabbing him by his vest.

“You better land that win on this gentleman for the sake of our family name.” – Anthony told him firmly. – “It’s just practice.” – Benedict replied with a roll of his eyes. Anthony dusted off Benedict’s shoulders. – “No excuse, I just know he is laughing in your face.” – Anthony finished looking suspiciously over his shoulder.

Benedict pushed his brother’s hands off him. – “Actually he hasn’t been taunting. Just quiet.” – Benedict reassured him that his opponent wasn’t mocking him at all. Rather always remaining calm and not giving him much interaction.

“Beside the point.” – Anthony muttered out, bringing up a polite smile when some ladies walked past them. Kate appeared leaning her arm on Anthony’s shoulder. – “Are you taunting your brothers again?” – she asked her husband with a mischievous scowl. – “Wha… no!” – Anthony answered making Kate smile.

Benedict bowed his head to her as she scrunched her nose with a smile in return to him. Kate kept shushing her husband, pulling him away from Benedict. Throwing him a wink over her shoulder as she led him away. Alone, Benedict took a deep exhale.

Getting in motion, he needed a drink. Brushing past ladies and lords to reach the beverages. He got handed a lemonade, turning around to watch the crowd. From the corner of his eye, he saw someone approach. Coming to stand at his side.

“Mr. Bridgerton.” – you said with a curtsy. Benedict nearly chocked on his drink, sputtering in his glass. Lemonade splashing up in his face. Lowering his glass, he wiped his face clean. Standing face to face with a girl. Hands folded in front of her, a dazzle in her eyes. – “I uhm… yes Eloise!” – he called out making an escape for it.

Out of sight, he exhaled loud, undoing his tie a bit around his neck. Puffing loud as he had avoided another eager girl. You blinked surprised at his departure. Taking your glass of lemonade, you went after him. You noticed him standing alone as it made you hum thoughtfully. Hinting he had been deliberately avoiding you.

Knowing you couldn’t face him head on, you decided to sneak up on him to join his side. Slowly you shuffled closer to him from the side. Trying to make it as casual as ever that you were sneaking up to him.

“Mr. Bridgerton.” – you repeated to get his attention. He turned his head with a loud and visible sigh. He already started to get in motion as you wouldn’t let him leave so easily. – “Mr. Bridgerton!” – you called out heading after him. – “Just go back to your mama!” – Benedict responded looking over his shoulder.

Too occupied with him, you nearly bumped into someone. You spun around, avoiding him ending in fencing stand. Looking up, you just had to see if he had seen it. Benedict’s eyes were still on you, but quickly looked away once he saw you had managed it. Brushing you off, you watched him leave. You hoped it would’ve been a perfect hint for him to connect that you were his fencing partner.

Sighing loud, you turned the other direction. No more attempts. Benedict returned to his siblings, needing to shake the feeling off. – “Those debutants keep getting eagerly each year.” – he complained to Eloise. She snorted loud. – “Poor you.” – she teased with pouted lips. It made Benedict give her a little shove. Colin laughing loud.

Benedict entered the mansion once more, heading for the gardens. A match outdoors due to the good weather. Bowing his head to John further up ahead. He then walked straight up to his fencing partner. You pointed with your fencing foil at his helmet to put it on.

Benedict held his finger up to you. – “How about a deal first?” – he asked teasingly. You gestured for him to continue. – “If I land a win, you’ll have to reveal yourself. Show me who you are and I’ll buy you a drink on top of that.” – Benedict proposed.

“What do you say, deal?” – he wanted to know, opening his hands all smug. You nodded accepting his offer. Benedict smiled putting his helmet on. Each taking a stand to begin. No matter what he did, he kept being hit by you. Losing in every way. Making him groan time and time again, but he was persistent.

Benedict kept practising with Anthony in the yard at home. Anthony yelling at him to keep an eye on his footwork. Whatever the cost, he wanted to win the deal. Days past with practices and balls. At practise he kept losing and at each ball, he kept being followed by a lady out of so many.

It started to irritate him as he disliked debutants and their eager mama’s. He started to portray his frustrations into his fencing. Anthony directing him to channel it more clearer. Frustration’s couldn’t cloud his judgement. Day in and out, he practised with Anthony and kept losing to his opponent at fencing classes. Hoping he would lance a win soon enough. Eager to know the gentleman that was outstanding in fencing.

Anthony had given Benedict a pep talk in the morning. Now entering the mansion once more, he wasn’t sure what the outcome would be, but was eager to keep trying. He came facing you once more with a bow. You curled up a smile from behind your helmet. Benedict waited for you to do anything first as it made you quirk your eyebrow up.

You made your way at him as he deflected it. Trying to tap your chest for a point. You spun around with ease, striking at him. Benedict let his fencing foil clash with yours. Coming nearly face to face. Panting loud in his helmet as he narrowed his eyes to try and see any features through the helmet. You shoved him back as he stumbled.

He regained his balance, blocking another strike of you. Glancing down, you noticed his footwork had improved. He was getting better, just how you liked it. You always like a challenge as most of the other’s wouldn’t want to fence with you anymore because they always lost. Benedict was persistent, wanting to win from you.

You noticed the slightest slip-up with him, striking him down. He looked down at the tip on his chest, sighing loud. – “Again!” – he called out coming in position again. Benedict and you kept fencing even when everyone else had given up and returned home.

The instructor asked if you wanted to leave as well. Benedict wouldn’t asking if they could stay a bit longer. Sure that he would land his win today. The instructor accepted, retiring to his study. Now you had the entire ballroom for your own. For fencing was a dance in her own style. – “Again.” – Benedict repeated getting up once more.

You nodded, taking a stand once more. Your fencing foils clashed opposite from each other. Benedict and you nose to nose. Both panting loud in the helmet. Benedict moved his hand up to push the fencing foils upwards. It made you stumble a bit backwards as Benedict struck.

You immediately blocked it out of breath. Moving back as he went forwards. He tried to aim for your chest as you deflected his touch. He kept coming at you as you were impressed by his dedication. Dancing back and forth with him. Benedict struck at you as you deflected it.

He quickly repositioned his hand, to hit your chest while you weren’t looking. A hard touch on your chest, made you widen your eyes. Looking down at your chest to see his tip clear on your chest. Benedict’s eyes widened as well. His scream of joy echoing into the ballroom as he sunk to his knees in victory.

You had to give it to him, clapping. Benedict removed his helmet, panting loud. – “I think we have a deal good sir.” – he said with a smirk. You nodded offering him your fencing foil as he took it. Taking a step back to watch with eagerness who the gentleman was that he had been fencing with for months now.

You exhaled deep as you brought your hands up to your helmet. Unsure how he would react. A deal was a deal so you weren’t going to chicken out of it. Slowly you removed your helmet as Benedict’s eyes widened seeing gentle lips. He dropped the fencing coils, clattering to the ground at the sight of a girl. Not just any girl, but the girl he had been brushing off at every ball.

“How about that drink?” -  you said with a teasing smile. Benedict was speechless. Utterly speechless that his opponent had been a girl this entire time. It made you a bit shy as he wasn’t responding. He was normally always so full with words and now he couldn’t even utter one.

“A lemonade is just fine.” – you replied to cut the silence, knowing he used to think you were a man. He couldn’t give you any alcohol so a lemonade would be just fine. – “Or should I return to my mama?” -  Benedict apologized before taking his leave. Letting your shoulders slouch, you felt like you had just lost your fencing partner. Unsure if you could ever come back.

You didn’t come to the next fencing practise. Just not feeling it. Yet dismissing a ball was out of the question for your parents. Now you stood by the windows looking bored. Bored with the people, you turned around to look outside. Pulling your nose up at the sudden presence at your side.

Turning your head, you were surprised to see that it was Benedict. – “As promised.” – he said offering you a glass of lemonade. You looked down at the glass, hesitant to accept it. – “I… I didn’t catch your name the other day.” – he asked as you took the glass from him. – “Well you never staid to hear it.” – you responded looking away to take a sip.

Benedict chuckled nervously, rubbing the back of his head. He was still waiting for an answer with eagerness. – “Y/n Y/l/n.” – you answered making him curl up a smile. – “I didn’t see you at fencing practise, miss Y/n.” – he continued to conversate with you. – “Oh, I didn’t know you were looking for me.” – you replied.

Benedict plucked the drink from you, handing it to a man not far from him. – “How about a dance miss Y/n?” – he asked offering you his hand. You kept staring at his hand wanting him to sweat just that little extra. Benedict moved his head closer to you. Almost cheek to cheek to whisper in your ear.

“It’s like fencing.” – he whispered to you. It made you bashful at how close he was. Clearing your throat, you composed yourself. – “I suppose I can grant you one dance.” – you replied unbothered, laying your hand in his. Benedict smiled all giddy, guiding you towards the dancers. Letting go of your hand as you came standing in front of him.

“Does this require a deal as well?” – you teased him looking all smug. The music began as Benedict took you by your waist, pulling you up to his chest. – “Only your attention.” – he responded. – “I can do that.” – you answered with a smirk. Benedict touched your chin with his knuckles before leading you into the dance.

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Will you ever write for Arcane?

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Business wreckage // part 3 (Reader x Jake Seresin)

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Summary: The aftermatch of his actions are still very active. His father asking for updates on his matters, hoping it would settle soon. As the days increase of your stay-in, the more you doubt how long you would handle Jake's teasing and boyish mindset. [ series]

Jake's eyes wandered to your lips with curiosity. Your gaze half in shock as it was clear where he was staring at. Already feeling a warmth creep up in your cheeks. Knowing you would burst into flames if he kept staring at you, you gave him a little shove. Jake's chest moved back, fluttering with his eyelashes to snap him back to reality. - "Go to bed." - you ordered him as this was no good position to sleep.

Jake wiped his hand down his face, trying to supress a yawn. - "I...I still have a few lines to do." - he said picking up his pen to read his last written lines. You took the pen from him, laying it down. - "Not for tonight." - you pressed on. Jake already yawned as you nudged him to get up. He pushed himself up, yawning again. You came walking behind him.

Jake started to sway towards the wrong room as you interfered. - "Sir!" - you called out, taking a hold of his arm and back. - "This way sir." - you said guiding him to his room. You flicked the lights on as it made him groan loud at the sudden brightness. He nearly stumbled to his bed with your help. Jake flopped onto the bed without a care. His legs still hanging out of the bed. Sighing soft, you took his shoes off. Helping his feet onto the bed.

Jake laid himself better, his eyes already closed. You started pulling at the covers underneath him to tuck him in. Using all your might to shove him a bit aside and pull at the blanket. He went along with the movements till you were able to free his blanket from underneath him. - "Goodnight sir." - you whispered laying the blanket over him. Jake didn't respond already off. You turned the lights off before leaving.

Returning to the kitchen, you waited, staring at the counter. His letter clear on the table. Taking a deep sigh, you walked over to it. Coming to sit in his previous seat to read it. Pen between your fingers. It was formal with words you knew he'd never use daily. It was written in the way it would please his father, like he had always been taught. Knowing what words or apology would please his father.

The note not even close to his heart. Exhaling soft, you placed the note down. A moment later you phone beeped. Making you take it out and see who has texted it. Mister Seresin, his father. Swallowing deep, you opened the text. He wanted to know how his son was doing and if he regretted his actions yet. You were unsure what to answer, feeling caught in between.

You knew you needed to be honest with him. But you also felt for Jake. How his father's view on the empire was pressuring him when it was clear he didn't want to take over. He didn't want to waste his time behind a desk. He wanted to fly, be free and have a purpose in life. You also understood why Mister Seresin pressured for him to take over. He was his only son and flying always had risks. You guessed he just wanted to make sure his son would not be harmed.

To rather have him have a save and secured job than a reckless one as flying for Top Gun. Besides who else would take over the empire if not his son. He needed an heir and the only one, didn't even want it. It felt too complicated to be mixed up between them. But you were the bridge between their relationship. Trying to keep both parties as happy as possible.

You texted him back that he was doing alright and that you were working on it. Which wasn't entirely a lie. You then checked the socials one last time. Seeing how people still commented on his behavior underneath photo's of him. They called his behavior snobby and outrageous. Calling him out for ruining the restaurant.

Checking your mails, you sighed soft at their reply's. All going with: due to last events, we are declining any partnership until further notice. A lot of his appointments canceled as no one wanted their business or name be associated with such drama. His shedule was emptying and you had no idea if his reputation could still be mended. Unable to look at it anymore, you shut your phone off. Heading for bed as you couldn't take another thought about it.

He filled his cup with coffee. Turning round, he blew gently on it. His gaze falling on the untouched toast on your plate. He leaned forwards pushing it closer to you. It made you quirk your eyebrow up. - "You're not eating Y/n." - he pointed out. - "Not that hungry." - you replied. Jake curled up a teasing smile. - "If you faint, i'll have to give you mouth to mouth breathing. I have a lisence for it." - he finished with a wink.

The next morning, you were the first one up. Sitting at the counter with your tablet as your toast laid untouched on the plate. Jake entered the room ten minutes later yawning loud and scratching the back of his head. - "Morning Y/n." - he said going to take out a cup. - "Morning sir." - you replied as he seemed to have forgotten about last night. About how visibly he was staring at your lips with the most googly eyes ever. Or he just decided to ignore it.

Your eyes widened hoping you weren't showing him any hints of bashfulness. Quickly taking the toast, you bit a large part of it. - "Good girl." - Jake teased making you shoot him a glare. - "Now where is that letter of mine." - he sighed out, looking around. - "No need to work further on it." - you told him. - "How so?" - he asked confused. - "At least not today." - you specified with a smile.

"I see." - Jake answered. - "Know it doesn't mean I'm letting you off the hook." - you called out to him. Jake started chuckling. - "I was wondering when the battering was coming." - he replied looking all smug. He set his cup down, pressing his hands on the counter, leaning forwards. - "So what's on the agenda today?" - he asked making you look curious at him.

Noticing how dependable he was on you orchestrating his activities. - "You are free to do what you like. I'm not giving you any requirements today." - you responded feeling a bit guilty at how strict you had been keeping him. All in the name of his father. Jake hummed curious. - "Does that mean you are free as well?" - he questioned looking up. It made you look up surprised from your tablet.

"I have work to do." - you told him. Jake puffed loud at the workaholic you were. - "Work that can wait." - he reminded you pushing your tablet down. You shot him a glare only making him smile more teasingly at you. - "What do you even want to do with me." - you asked knowing you had just given him a clear shot to tease you. He already started smirking.

Knowing that mind of his was full of boyish intentions. You sighed loud gesturing at how to spit it out. Jake kept his mouth closed, crossing his arms. - "Go on, tease me. Laugh at your own silly comments towards me." - you told him. Jake remained silent. - "I'm not going to tease you." - he answered. - "You are not?" - you replied in shock. Jake shaking his head. - "The flush on your cheeks says enough." - he pointed out making you touch your cheeks if they had burned up.

Jake laughing loud afterwards as you managed to still fall into his trap. Jake and you went for a walk around the house. Went into town for some supplies. You cleaned around the house as Jake was busy outside. When the evening was falling, you decided to make him a cup of coffee. You found Jake by the car, working on it. - "Sir." - you called out to catch his attention.

He sat up straight, cleaning his hands on a cloth. You offered him the coffee as he accepted it. - "Suprised I can work on a car?" - he asked with a tease. - "No." - you replied knowing well enough he needed to maintain his F16 at Top Gun as well. He gestured for you to take a seat if you wanted to. You kept him company, looking up at the darkening sky.

Jake's phone beeped beside you. You didn't mean too, but you looked at the lit up screen, seeing it was a girl texting him. - "You got a text." - you told him as he moved his head from under the hood. He reached his hand out for you to give him the phone.

You watched as Jake smiled briefly, quick to respond to it. - "One of your many flirts?" - you asked him with a tease. Jake turned to look at you. An intruisive thought crossing his mind. - "Do you even have a life beyond this?" - he wanted to know.

"You are my life." - you responded all too quickly. Realizing too late what you had said, you got up. Running back inside with a head full of shame. What must he think now of you. Pathetic was the least how you wanted him to see you.

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Witches road // part 7 (Fem!reader x Agatha Harkness)

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Summary: The end of the road is in sighting. Granting you the answers to your question. How you truly became buried. Death mingling herself to remind Agatha of the promise she had once made. Death is determined to take one, but who will she claim. [Witches road series]

Blood and tears and bone

Maiden, Mother, Crone

Agatha walked the path. Fear covered in dirt. Her breathing heavy as he went further. On her own. Through the woods and on the road. She felt like each step weighed her heavy heart more down. Exhaling loud, she came to a stop. Eyes wide with horror.

A set of clean feet standing not far from her. Her gaze going higher. A set or hands twirling at her side. Her gaze going even higher till she met up with the face she had tried avoiding the most. Death.

“Your coven in shrinking.” – Death took a step closer as Agatha took one step back. – “First Alice… now Lilia.” – Death answered tilting her head a bit. – “Or am I mistaken and was your first… what was her name again?” – Death started circling around Agatha. Tormenting her with words. Rio came to a stop before Agatha, smirking. – “Y/n.” – she whispered out with cackling chuckle.

“Stop it.” – Agatha whispered back, not wanting to hear more. – “The bodies are really piling up, Agatha.” – Rio reminded her with a teasing smile. – “Just like you promised.” – she ended, reminding her of the deal. – “Did you doubt me?” – Agatha answered untensing her jaw. – “I did.” – Rio spoke with a stern glare. – “Yeah, I thought there would be a trick in there somewhere.” – Rio scoffed pacing back and forth.

“And there was.” – Rio called out, making Agatha give her a questionable glance. – “You were distracting me from him.” – Rio shook her head. Grinning as she pointed playfully at Agatha for deceiving her. Agatha scoffed loud in return. – “I knew you’d figure it out eventually.” – a shiver went through her as if the feeling gave her the icks.

“He is an abomination. He is disrupting the sacred balance.” – Rio replied with a firm point. – “And I know how you feel about him.” – she let out making Agatha look away with a scoff. – “I’ve known him for two minutes.” – she replied. – “I need him.” – Rio told her stepping away from her. – “Then take him.” – Agatha replied keeping her gaze away from Death.

Rio moved back, coming to sit down on a rock. Agatha started smiling. Gleaming as she saw how Rio avoided eye contact. – “You can’t take him.” – she pointed out with mockery. Rio tore her gaze away. – “He needs to come with you willingly.” – Agatha continued as it made Rio press her hands between her knees.

“And that is exactly what you are going to do.” – Rio replied batting her gaze up to Agatha. A stern gaze that went right through her core. Agatha laughed loud, turning away from Rio. Rio came back up, walking threateningly over to her. – “Do not forget about Y/n.” – she said, knowing it would draw her attention. – “The little earth witch, you so happened to doom to her demise.” – Rio went on as Agatha swallowed nervously.

Rio came standing before her, tilting her chin up by her nail. – “You sacrificed her once, I can do it again.” – Rio whispered with a clear threat in her voice. Agatha grabbed Rio firm by her wrist, startling her with surprise. – “Billy is all you want.” – Agatha told her with a tensed jaw. Rio tilted her head to the side, smirking wickedly. – “Perhaps…” – she answered.

Rio pulled her hand out of Agatha’s grip. – “I’ll bring him to you.” – Agatha called out to Rio. Rio started backing up, walking up to the trees. Taking out her knife, she cut right through it. Before she stepped through the gap, she brought her finger to her lips, shushing Agatha. Agatha exhaled nervously at the departing of Death. Looking briefly up, she fluttered her eyelashes to prevent tears to form. For something she had long buried inside. Unable to gaslight herself any longer. Telling herself lies off what happened all so long ago… in Salem.

Billy, Jen and you were walking down the path. Saddened by the passing of Lilia. Your pace started to slow down as you couldn’t stop thinking about what Lilia said. The card sealed to your faith. The hanged man. Mind spiralling with snippets from the past. – “Y/n?” – Billy asked having noticed that you had stopped walking. He was carrying your familiar. Jen stopped as well, looking curious at you.

Eyes scanning the ground below as your mind tried to set up the answers in the exact order. Billy walked up to you, taking you by your shoulder. – “What is it?” – he wanted to know so he could help. Your familiar meowed soft as you wouldn’t acknowledge them. – “Y/n?” – Billy called out again. This time more desperate. – “Is she alright?” – Jen questioned seeing as if you had been frozen.

“Billy.” – a voice came through, making Billy turn around with a gasp. His eyes widened at the sight of Agatha. Your familiar leaped out of his arms, onto the ground. You suddenly took a loud deep breath that startled everyone. Unable to maintain your balance, you dropped onto your knees into the dirt. – “Y/n!” – Billy called out coming to kneel beside you. He took a hold of your arm for reassurance.

“Is everything alright? What is happening. Tell me.” – he begged, hating the feeling he couldn’t help you. You kept panting loud, letting your fingers curl into the earth. Fingernails becoming dirty. Your gaze went up to meet up with Agatha. Agatha swallowed nervously at the cold glare you were giving her. – “You!” – you said firm. Billy and Jen looked back at Agatha. Agatha chuckled nervously. – “What would you want me to say, Y/n?” – she replied with a sheepish laugh.

“I never knew daylight could be so violent.” – you said out loud. – “Y/n…” – Agatha answered as she feared this moment. – “You can't choose what stays and what fades away.” – you answered digging your nails deeper into the earth. Inhaling sharply as you wanted to keep the tears at bay. – “I was never sure why I was damned… but now I do.” – you told her with a loud sniff.

“Y/n…” – Agatha whispered out hating the way you were damning her now. – “I was the sacrifice! Dark magic always has a price.” – you lowered your head, a few tears falling onto the ground. – “I can see her now. Clear.” – you went on. – “The ultimate sacrifice for the dark hold. It. Was. Me!” – you shouted out lifting your head up to look her right in the eyes. Screaming out loud, you pulled your hands up, unearthing the ground. The ground started to shake as it bumped up, racing to Agatha.

Agatha gasped loud, jumping aside. – “Y/n… please!” – Agatha called out shaking some earth out of her hair. – “Why…” – you wanted to know. Agatha avoided your gaze. – “Why!” – you screamed at her, startling her. You came nearer with rage. Agatha came kneeling down, her face wet with tears.

“Y/n… Y/n… I’m so sorry.” – she said clinging onto your clothing. – “I… had no choice…” – she cried out begging for your forgiveness. – “Why?” – you shouted at her needing a full answer. Agatha let go of your clothing with a loud sob. She recollected herself, looking back up to you. – “My coven wouldn’t teach me. I knew you weren’t enough.” – Agatha wiped her cheek dry and steadied her voice.

“I wanted power. Death would grant me such knowledge. I thought I could use the dark hold freely… I was wrong.” – she explained further. Agatha crawled up to her feet with a loud sniff. – “I couldn’t escape it. There needed to be a sacrifice.” – she looked deep into your eyes.

Her hands cupping your cheeks as you detested her touch, but allowed it anyways. – “I told my coven you were the cause of my dark path. I damned you Y/n.” – she finished wiping a tear away that had come rolling down. – “The oath was for Death to take you… but…” – Agatha continued falling silent.

“I didn’t…” – you filled in for her. She nodded with a trembling lip. Agatha looked down at her necklace, lifting it up to give it a kiss. She let go of it, cupping your cheeks once more. – “If you’d truly die, I wanted to be by your side.” – Agatha confessed. Your lip trembled trying to form a smile.

“Forgive me my love.” – Agatha whispered out. Leaning in closer as she let her lips crash onto yours. You kissed her back, holding onto her. Kissing you till she had memorized every inch of your lips in her mind. Wanting her lips to be burned on yours.

“Cat.” – Billy called out as your cat came running over to you. Jumping onto your back as the kiss got broken off. Agatha blinking saddened when you disappeared. Slowly letting her hands fall beside her body, licking her lips to taste the last of you. – “Where… where did she go?” – Billy asked looking worriedly around. – “The road has granted her the answer she desired.” – Agatha told him, wiping a tear away from her cheek. Agatha turned around as they still had to reach the end.

You blinked your eyes open, adjusting to the sudden light air. Your familiar meowing loud beside you, made you sit up. He came sitting on your lap. You picked him up, cuddling him closer to your chest while checking your surroundings. It appeared to be Agatha’s garden. You let your fingers go through the grass. – “I forgive you.” – you whispered grabbing onto the grass. You then got up, taking your familiar with you, leaving her garden.

Agatha kicked the door open as she stumbled into her own garden. Panting loud as the sky had grown grey and dark. – “You promised me something Agatha.” – Rio called out from up her rooftop. – “You didn’t deliver, so I’ll take you instead.” – Rio shouted with the tilt of her head. – “How about death by a thousand cuts?” – she asked herself.

The glass shattered as Agatha rose her arms up to protect her eyes. Rio cackling loud as she jumped down from the rooftop. Rio flicked her wrist as roots emerged from the ground. Wrapping around her wrists and waist. Pulling her down, dragging her over the ground to be bound against a tree. – “Looks familiar?” – Rio laughed out as it angered Agatha. Agatha was about to comment when Rio got flung back into the house.

She gasped loud, looking at her side. Billy setting his feet on the ground. – “Billy.” – she whispered out with relief. Agatha gasped surprised when she saw a black cat run out from one of her bushes. Not a moment later you appeared. With one swift motion of your hand, your white magic released the roots from around Agatha.

“Y/n.” – she said smiling with tears in her eyes. Billy panted loud. – “Promise to not take all.” – Billy told her. Agatha kept looking at you. – “I promise.” – she said. Billy channelled his magic to her. Agatha called it out when the magic hit her. Her scream faltering into gasps of pleasure as she felt the magic be absorbed.

The blue of Billy shading to purple. She felt the magic in her finger tips. – “Agatha.” – you said warningly as she appeared to be enjoying the magic too much. Billy already struggling as he felt being sucked forwards.

“Agatha!” – you screamed out loud when Billy was getting dried out. You were ready to attack Agatha with earth magic for her to stop, yet it wasn’t needed. Agatha cut it off herself. Sending Billy falling back. – “Billy!” – you called out, running over to him. Cherishing him in your embrace till he regained his strength.

“Thank you.” – you mouthed to her. Agatha nodded knowing how much he meant to you. Rio crawled out of the rubble with an annoyed scream. Her eyes settling on Billy and you. Agatha cast her purple magic at her as it did nothing. Rio flicked her wrist sending Billy and you flying.

“No more tricks Agatha.” – Rio called out with a devilish smile. – “I’ll take them both… or you.” – Death declared. – “I’ve brought them to you didn’t I?” – Agatha called out in return. Billy came standing beside Agatha. – “I’ll come with you.” – he declared.

Rio grinned. Before you could reach them, roots spun around you. Dragging you to the ground to keep you bound. You called it out in terror as Rio could only smile. – “Agatha!” – you cried out, trying to break free but no matter how many roots you snapped, more strapped around you. – “You heard him, he’s giving himself to you.” – Agatha let out.

“Agatha!” – Billy called out as she walked off. He didn’t think she’d still be this selfish. – “Agatha….” – you cried out, struggling as the earth at your feet began to crumble. – “Please…” – you begged her. Agatha kept walking till she stopped. Billy speaking in her mind. I know you love Y/n. Will you truly give up on her so easily… on me…

Agatha turned back round. Stepping up to Rio as it intrigued her. Agatha glanced once your way with sorrow in her eyes. She then cupped Rio’s cheek, kissing her. The kiss of death. – “No!” – you screamed out as she kept kissing her.

Agatha let go, falling backwards. The roots loosened around you as you crawled to her. Agatha went grey as you took her hand. – “I’ll hold you… for we’d die together.” – you told her, leaning down to give her one last kiss on her forehead. Agatha’s body sunk into the earth. A patch of grass with flowers rising as you held onto nothing. Sobbing loudly. Rio turned to Billy.

“It’s settled.” – she told him before taking off. Billy approached you, coming to kneel beside you. – “Come on Y/n.” – he said holding you. You nodded cryingly, letting him help you up. Together you left her garden. On your way out, you let her favourite flowers grow. A last goodbye gift from you to her.

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Remember the oath // part 2 (Assasin!reader x Aemond Targaryen)

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Summary: Jacerys reminds you of what needs to be done. Aemond has to die and it needs to be by your hands. With a plan you lure him to you only to receive more of his teasing. No matter what, you must kill Aemond Targaryen, but will you finally be able to or fail a second time? [series]

Candles flickered, casting shadows onto the stone walls behind you. Your breathing deep and extended to absorb as much air as you could in one take. Gaze staring in front of you at the candles. Your mind picturing him in front of you. Looking all smug and idiotic. No matter how many times you imagined killing him, it never did. As if he kept avoiding your swings. Each time you thought you’d stake his heart it ends up with his hands on your back.

His gaze fiercely staring through your core. Only to be one hot breath away from kissing him. No. In your mind you pushed the thought away, replaying the whole scenario again for a different outcome. Yet no matter how hard you tried, he always ended up kissing you. A kiss you were unable to get out of your head. Frustrating you that you couldn’t even take him down in your own daydream. No one ever had that power.

Three sturdy knocks on your door made you blink awake. Becoming aware of your surroundings once more. – “Yes.” – you answered for them to enter. The door opened as you were surprised by the outcome. You had expected to see your father, not Jacerys, your stepbrother. – “Y/n… can I come in?” – he asked even when you had already invited him in. – “Yes.” – you repeated as Jacerys entered your room. Closing the door behind him. You seated yourself better, making some room for him.

Jacerys came sitting beside you, coming to lean against you to your surprise. – “I can’t sleep…” – he said. The vulnerability strong in his voice. To be truthful, you hadn’t really been close to your stepbrothers. They were Rhaenyra’s children. Your stepmother’s. When your father married her they became family. But you had always been one for solitude. It was what worked best in your field of work. Now seeing your little stepbrother leaned up against you, did something to you.

Dropping your arm, it draped over him. – “How so?” – you asked, but could hint for the answer. He missed Lucerys. He missed his older brother. Jacerys looked up to you with puffy eyes. Unable to answer your questions. It stirred up a motherly feeling inside of you, you didn’t know you had. Shushing Jacerys gently, you pulled him closer into your embrace.

Brushing your fingers through his hair. – “I won’t let anything happen to you.” – you whispered to him. Jacerys let out a deep breath, snuggling up to you. He closed his eyes as it didn’t take him long to find comfort in your arms. Moving your gaze towards the open balcony where the moon was set high. There was no questioning about it. Aemond had to be punished. For the sake of your family. You need to kill him.

The morning glow crept through as it awoke you. A beam of warmth shining on your face. Moving a bit restless, you slowly woke up. Jacerys still secure in your arms. You squeezed him a bit tighter to you as a promise. A promise that you would avenge Lucerys just as you had promised.

A knock on the door startled you as a moment later your father entered. – “Y/n.” – he said loud storming in. When his gaze fell on Jacerys in your arms, he became silent. Staring at the display for a moment. You gently started to wake him up. – “Jacerys.” – you said softly with a few nudges. – “It is time to wake up stepbrother.” – lifting his head a bit up.

He started to wake up, adjusting to the light. He gasped startled by the sudden presence of Daemon. His hand resting on the handle of his sword by his side. Jacerys looked back at you as you nodded, setting him off gently. Jacerys got up, bowing to Daemon.

Daemon gave him a nod back. He then ran off to return to his chambers. Daemon quirked his eyebrow up when you got up with a heavy sigh. – “Don’t even comment on it.” – you warned him knowing he’d say something tacky. Moving towards the table, you poured yourself some water.

“I wasn’t.” – your father responded coming to stand by your side. – “Family is what is important now. Family is what keeps us strong.” – he commented as you set your cup down. – “I’ll kill him.” – you said out loud. – “A body for a body.” – you finished staring in front of you. Your father was a man of few words.

He simply dropped his hand on your shoulder. Giving it a few pats before leaving. Exhaling loud, you lowered your head. Wondering how you’d finish him off. Last time he had outsmarted you. Aemond was no fool, knowing you might try again. 

For the next couple of days, you isolated yourself. It was something you always did when you needed to focus. Prepare your assassination to the smallest detail. It had to be thought through. At any point you needed to be able to escape. You needed him alone, somewhere vulnerable. Somewhere where he’d not expect you.

Letting the dagger twirl between your fingers, there was only room for morbid thoughts. Imagining his body being dragged through mud as you return home. All pettiness stripped from him. His chest crimson red with blood. For where once was his heart, would be nothing but a hollow gap. For it could never make Jacery’s heart full again.

Before the morning glow had fully set, were you off. Leaving your home behind to go hunt for perhaps the trickiest of beast amongst all. Instead of going to him. You needed to lure him to you. Somewhere away from Kingslanding. You rode deeper into the woods on horseback. Never having been able to tame a dragon was a disadvantage now. Perhaps it was because your mother was no Targaryen.

You rode till you were far enough. Dismounting, you tied your horse’s reigns up. Moving further away, you knelt down. Touching the damp grass and moss between your fingers. Taking out a match, you let it burn. Watching the flame, flickering in the reflection of your eyes. – “Dracarys.” – you whispered before dropping the match onto the ground. Stepping back, you watched as the grass started to catch fire.

It didn’t take long for the small spark to emerge into larger flames. Scorching the ground. You watched it burn feeling the immense heat from it. A few dragon’s wings would’ve been helpful now. Instead you ran to your horse, taking out a blanket. Coming back closer to the fire, flapping it towards it. Needing it to create smoke. Smoke that rose higher and higher and outstretch the tallest trees.

Grey smoke gassed up as it made you cough loud. Returning to your horse, you fetched the satchel with water. Dimming the flames till nothing. The ground in ash and ruin. Smoke kept swirling up as you hoped it would lure him in. If only to investigate what had happened. Taking the reigns of your horse, you drove off. Aemond didn’t need to see your horse.

Climbing up into a tree, you made your way closer to the scorched ground from tree to tree. Coming to sit in position. Well hidden between the greenery. For all you had to do now was hide. Hide and wait for him to take the bait. The loud roars of a beast made you lift your head up. Taking your dagger out at the sound of wings flapping.

Letting them be carried by the wind. Peeking through the greenery, you spotted a dragon. Circling above you, above the scorched ground. Perhaps to have a proper look before dropping down. The dragon roared again as it dived down. Setting her feet forwards as they thumped hard onto the ground. The beast retracting her wings to the side. Her rider dismounting. Aemond.

Curling up a smile, you were pleased to see him. Cheeks flushed as you were reminded of the kiss once more. Gripping tightly onto the daggers handle, you forced the thoughts out of your head. You were here for one purpose only and that was to kill Aemond. You watched as Aemond neared the scorched ground.

Kneeling down as he touched it with his hand. His hand pulled back. The ground was still warm. It was fresh. It made him glance wary to the side. His hand going slowly to the handle of his sword by his side. Slowly he rose, keeping his back towards you, unaware that you were in hiding. Aemond spun around, sword taken out as he pointed it in front of him. He started to look around, pointing his sword at every given direction.

When he was facing his dragon, he took a deep breath. A faint smell in the air. It made him curl up a smirk. Looking over his shoulder as he slowly returned his sword to his waist. – “I didn’t know you were still at it.” – he said out loud with a smirk. – “Halfblood.” – he added teasingly. You dropped down from the tree with your dagger in your hand. Pointing it at him you glared foul at him. – “Ah.” – Aemond said humorously turning more towards you.

He opened his hands to you to show you that he was right here. You ran up to him, slicing your dagger at him. Aemond jumped back, easily avoiding the sharp tip. You swung at him again as he dodged without any efforts to the side. – “I thought we were over this.” – he chuckled out dodging another one of your slashed. You only grunted in return. You slashed up and down but he was light on his feet. – “I don’t mind a bit of foreplay halfblood.” – he teased with a smirk.

You groaned loud, running up to him. Aemond spun around, avoiding your dagger. He then gave you a kick against your bottom, making you fall forwards onto the ground. He approached you, hand on the handle of his sword. – “Had enough?” – he asked slightly bored. Tensing your jaw, you set your fists down to pull yourself up. Aemond pushed you back down with his foot. Sighing loud. – “This is tiring Halfblood.” – he spoke as you rolled over. Aemond held his hand out to you. Panting loud, you looked up to him.

Heart beating warmly for him as you couldn’t seem to keep it down. Aemond rolled his eye when you wouldn’t accept his hand. He leaned down, grabbing you by the wrist. With a hard pull, you were up on your feet. Bumping against his chest as he moved his arm quick behind your back to lock you in. You tried to struggle against his grip as he could only smirk.

“I’ll kill you!” – you called out with annoyance. Aemond kept smiling, sneaking a quick kiss on your nose in. It caught you off guard, making you blink with a flutter. – “No you won’t.” – he responded. His gaze lowering to your lips. Gently leaning in as he kissed your lips. Letting yourself be led away, you kissed him back. Eyes suddenly widening at what you were doing. Shoving him off you, you stumbled back.

Aemond genuinely seemed heartbroken that you had pushed him away. – “I will not be distracted by you again.” – you told him. Aemond looked briefly away. You retrieved your dagger from the ground, standing ready. The earth thundered beneath your feet as the dragon behind you moved. Beak opening as a thundering roar hit you from behind. Nearly making you stumble forwards. Aemond rose his hand to calm her. Her breath already hot with fire. Her gaze fixated on the dagger in your hand. – “Vhagar!” – Aemond shouted to tame his dragon.

She disobeyed as her throat became hotter. You could feel the warmth from behind. Making you slowly turn to face the beast. Fear made your eyes widen as she readied herself to spew her fire at you. Aemond gasped loud, gaze lowering onto you. He started running. Arms wrapping around you as he shoved you aside. Vhagar’s fire right above your heads as it burned the trees in front of you.

Aemond laying on top of you to protect you from her fire. Vhagar’s fire died out as she closed her mouth. Aemond slowly lifted his head up. – “Are you alright Y/n?” – he asked panting loud. You shoved him off you, Aemond rolling over to his back. – “Your dragon tried to kill me!” – you shouted at him nearly losing your mind over it. Aemond came sitting up. – “Only because you tried to kill me!” – he shouted back.

You got up, dusting your clothing off. Aemond getting up as well. You heard loud neighs, making you squint your eyes. In the distance you saw that your horse had snapped itself free. The fire probably having scared it. Now your horse was running off with loud neighs. – “Oh just great.” – you said sarcastically.

“Your dragon scared my ride away.” – you accused pointing at his dragon. Aemond curled up a smile. – “Should I offer you a ride back home, princess?” – he took a dramatic bow making you roll your eyes at him. – “If you wish to have your head delivered on a silver platter, than yes.” – you replied. – “No gold, that is a shame.” – he teased in return.

You scoffed loud, turning on your heel. Aemond launched forwards, grabbing you by your wrist. With one pull you spun back to him. Bumping against his chest as his hands wrapped around your waist. – “Aemond let me go!” – you insisted upon as he could only smirk. – “Say please.” – he answered feeling smug. You gave him a shove as it only made you stumble even closer to him.

Having sunken a bit in his embrace. Gaze going upwards, his breath was hot on your face. – “Are you planning on killing me more?” – he asked, tilting his head a bit. You nodded mesmerized by his gaze.  – “Good.” – he responded tilting your chin up by his finger. – “For I’d be terribly disappointed if you didn’t.” – he whispered leaning in more. His breath hot on your lips.

It made you swallow nervously. Yearning for his touch. Exhaling deep into his mouth, he curled up a smile before breaking the gap. Kissing your lips yearningly. Pulling your upper body a bit more up to have you stand sturdy on your feet. Vhagar blew air from out of her nostrils at Aemond and you. It made him retrieve his lips with an annoyed expression.

“Fine!” – he told her a bit annoyed. He lowered his hands on you, stepping back. Aemond mounted Vhagar again. – “You better start walking princess, if you wish to be home before diner.” – he chuckled out. You groaned loud turning on your heel. Walking off. Biting your lip softly, you dared to look back even though you promised yourself you wouldn’t.

Turning your head, you saw Aemond still watching you. Elbows resting on his saddle to admire you. – “Just go!” – you shouted at him with a wave of your hand. – “Before I kill you.” – you added teasingly. It made him chuckle. Straightening his posture he signalled Vhagar to lift off. The wind of her wings nearly knocking you out of balance. Regaining your balance, you kept walking. Swallowing nervously as you had once again failed miserably at your task. For you still needed to avenge the death of Lucerys.

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[frost-queen]

To his liking // part 5 (Reader x Steve Raglan /W. Afton)

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Summary: Trapped with the animatronics in the pizzaplex, you try to escape. When it is clear William has locked you inside, how will you survive it to the end. The animatronics wanting to be entertained while you wait for the yellow bunny to return. [series]

Lights flashed on, singling you out on stage. Panting loud, you frantically looked around at the animatronics surrounding you. Once the yellow bunny had left, Bonnie had sat you down on a chair… on stage. A display for everyone to see. Too weakened to stand on your leg where the cupcake had taken a munch at.

The cupcake now safely in Chica’s hand as you still didn’t trust it. The animatronics stared at each other, unsure what to do. If they weren’t allowed to kill you, what use were you for them. Foxy’s beak fell open, turning stiffly to Freddy with entertainment.

His hook moving down as it accidently touched your wounded leg. Making you flinch and grab for your leg with pain. Bonnie raised his hand, hitting foxy on the back of his head. He then turned, eye lids narrowing as his hand pointed somewhere behind him.

Leaning a bit to the side, you wanted to see what he was pointing at. Squinting your eyes, you noticed the wall plastered with drawings. A drawing of their familiar colours and bright yellow in the middle gave you a hint of what he was pointing at.

The yellow bunny. He had told them not to harm them. As if Steve commanded them. Freddy gave you a poke in your side making you shudder out a breath. On edge with the biggest fear in your eyes. For a plaything you weren’t much entertaining to them. The animatronics shared a look before turning.

Stepping away and walking off. Backstage they went. Breathing loud, you shivered to the bone. Looking around if they would return. When the lights above your heads shut down with a loud sound it left you in complete darkness. Lip quivering you tried your very best not to cry.

Wondering in what kind of freak show you had subsume. When the animatronics didn’t seem to return, you got off the chair. Falling down hard from the pain shooting through your leg. Grabbing the chair, you forced yourself up.

Teeth clenched together to supress screams of terror. Sweat breaking out as you felt feverish. Panting loud the little work-out seemed to have worked you out. Letting go of the chair, you stumbled with one bad leg towards the edge. Coming to sit down on it. Setting your one foot carefully as far down as you could.

Sobbing quietly as you let yourself drop for the few inches above ground. The second your bad leg touched ground, you screamed in pain. Rolling on the floor, pulling your leg up to your chest. Pressing your hand between your lips to deafen out any other sounds.

Rolling over, you set your hands to pull yourself up. Out of breath, you felt extremely warm. Not sure when you would subcome to your fever. With hasted pants and hopping or rather stumbling you reached for the doors. Clicking the bar down to open them, yet. The door wouldn’t budge.

Making you push the bar faster down. Giving it each time a push in the hopes the doors would open. – “No…no-no-no.” – you whimpered out. Hand thumping loud against the glass. You hopped more to the side, to one of the other doors trying as well. The door not budging as well. With anger you threw your every might at the door. – “Steve you bastard!” – you cursed out that he had locked you inside.

Turning around frantically, you hoped the animatronics hadn’t returned. Hearing noises come from backstage, you didn’t wait to find out what it was. Stumbling around the fallen tables and chairs, you made your way to the security room. Quickening up your pace as fast as you could. The security room in sight. Out of breath, fully sweating you darted into the room. Shutting the door with a firm press on the button. 

Panting loud, you were on the ground, staring at the security camera’s. Seeing Chica in the kitchens. Bonnie and Freddie appeared to still be backstage. Foxy… there appeared to be no sign of Foxy yet on any of the camera’s. With the doors closed, the room suddenly felt claustrophobic. Feeling like a spider in a cage. Waiting for him to poke and pull at your legs.

Your gaze fell on the telephone. Pushing yourself up, you grabbed for the table. Taking off the horn, you started dialling a number. His number. Panting in the horn, you waited for it to go over. The familiar ringing in your ear. Waiting for him to pick up. Waiting for Steve… no William to pick up. The phone kept ringing as your attention got drawn to the security camera’s. Seeing that Freddy and Bonnie weren’t backstage anymore. The ringing in your ear still going.

Deep down you still hoped it would be answered, but you had to be truthful to yourself. He wasn’t going to answer. Removing the horn from against your ear, you screamed loud in it out of agony. Breathing loud you lowered the horn, gaze drawn to the little window in the door. The light flickering in the hallway. On. Off. On. Off. On. Off. You kept watching it lit up and shut off by each second. Your mind already filling in what came next, following with the synchronisation.

Off. On. Off. On. Off. The lights switched on with Foxy standing glued up to the window. It made you scream loud, sinking to the ground. Foxy started thumping the glass gently with his hook. Another knock on the other door made you turn frantically around. Freddie appearing in the side window. Waving at you with his red gleaming eyes. Pressing your hands against your ears, you couldn’t handle it anymore. Shaking your head wanting to wake up from this nightmare.

Foxy’s hook still thumping against the glass. If William had brought you here to die, you sure as hell weren’t going to give him the satisfaction. Pulling your hands down, you eased your panic. Looking over your shoulder, you grabbed a flashlight. Taking the horn one last time in your hand as you hadn’t ended the call.

“Come and take your bunny.” – you said coldly before hanging up rudely. Lowering yourself you moved some boxes aside to reach the vent. Laying flat on your stomach, you crawled through it. The animatronics watching as your legs disappeared into the gap. Up in a tight space, you crawled forwards.

More aware of your loud breathing and thumping of your heart. The vents shuddering as you ventured a way through it. Hoping you wouldn’t face the cupcake anymore. You came at a crossing, wondering which way to you. You tried visualising the pizzaplex to where you would go if you took either left or right. Right you took, crawling into the turn. Flashlight guiding your way. You knew you couldn’t stay in the vents.

You needed a save place from them. A place for you to hide long enough till the yellow bunny made his appearance again. For you had much to discuss with him. You took another turn when on your left was a dead end. You moved over a raster for you to look below. It was too dark to make out anything clear. Gently pushing on the vents, you tried to have a better look of down below.

The raster flapped open with force as it sucked you down into the darkness below. Supressing a scream something broke your fall. Your flashlight had rolled away from you, laying just out of reach. You set your hand behind you, feeling a certain type of fabric. It was something you had felt before but couldn’t put a finger on it.

Leg thumping annoying with a throbbing pain. A sudden smell hit you. A disgusting smell that almost made you gag. Covering up your mouth with your hand, you crawled closer to your flashlight. Picking it up you tried to light it. It didn’t seem to budge. Tapping the flashlight a few times in your palm to get it to work. The light flickering a bit till it settled with steadiness.

Your light illuminating the ceiling. Lowering the light it fell on something. The sight of a pair of legs made you stumble back against the wall. Covering up your mouth to deafen out a scream. The rotten stench clear to you now. A corpse. Bringing the light up a bit higher you saw a costume attached to the upper body.

The upper half on an animatronic on a pair of human legs. Feeling dizzy and sick, you felt like throwing up. Unable withstand this room any longer. Seeing a door, you ran through it. Coming into another room full of stock. Old pizza signs. Cardboard cut-outs and animatronic parts. Racks topped from floor to ceiling with the most random objects.

Running over to a corner, you sat down. Going into hiding behind a stack of items. Turning off your flashlight, you waited. Waited for William to return. Wanting him to come look for you. Glancing to your side, you noticed a screwdriver on the rack. With a quick breath, you took it, clutching onto it as your life depended on it.

Wondering how long it would take him to find you. Not sure how many hours had passed and if the next morning had come. His voice had deceived you, taken you below the surface. Thinking you would serve. How long would it take for William Afton to come for his little bunny. Night three in session.

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[frost-queen]

HI BESTIE OMG im so busy with life studies n everything its js so OVERWHELMINGGG how have u been??? its been so long i barely remember using this app huhu 😭 I MISS U

Hiii BESTIE!

It has been indeed a while. I was away for almost the entire day so this is why I'm only replying to it now. BESTIE life has been overwhelming for you? Let me batter your stress away with a witches chant! I've been doing over all okay. Be sure to stay hydrated and well fed enough. Take your naps and treat yourself.

I MISS YOU TOO 😭😭😭😭😭