#Agriche

[harmeu]

HOW DO THEY REACT WHEN YOUR HURT?

(GN!READER)

(Aventurine, Scar, Dion Agriche, Kishibe)

TW: Bruises, Scars, Wounds, Blood

AVENTURINE:

Aventurine is known for his eccentric personality for sure. He’s done well when asking others to join him but when it comes to actually connecting with others it falls flat due to his personality. You were an exception though! His beautiful lover.

So finding out you were hurt was not the best. It was a bruise you had gotten on your arm from somebody bumping into you by ‘accident.’ Well no not an accident but you weren’t going to tell Aventurine you had gotten into a fight! You know that would drive him into insanity.

“Oh dear? What's that on your arm?” He asked with his usual sardonic smile faltering at the sight of his beloved hurt. He took his hand out rubbing the bruise in delicate circles.

“Somebody bumped into me by accident.” You said averting your gaze as guilt filled you. 

Aventurine didn’t buy it and you knew as soon as his gaze darkened and his smile became more pointed and defined.

“Lies darling.” He said chuckling and kissed your bruise leaving the house.

All we know is that guy who hurt you was never seen again.

SCAR:

Scar is a manipulative asshole and sometimes you wonder how two different individuals like you two ended up dating. Hell, you loved the guy but sometimes you had to take double takes on his decisions. You loved him and he was obsessed. You could tell by the far lengths he went for you. Even if they weren’t good things.

You had gotten hit badly in a fight. A gash was literally bleeding through the stomach of your shirt. It reminded you of all the scars Scar had. Funny and ironic. Though you knew you had to patch yourself up and cover it before your boyfriend saw or who knows what would happen to the guy who hurt you?

Sadly you didn’t know Scar was home early and found you bleeding. He halted in his steps, eyes widened and staring blankly.

“Scar.?” You murmured out a reply PRAYING that he wouldn’t do anything over the top.

“Who hurt you?” His cunning smile returned as he stroked your scar sending small shockwaves of pain throughout you but you mumbled out an excuse.

“Nobody. Some..vines! Yeah vines. Pointy and thorny stuff.” Bullshit. As if he’d believe that.

“As if darling. Can you pleeeease tell me the guy I need to kill? Ooh! No, no wait! Torture and then kill! Ohhh wait wait. Burn him alive.” He smiled after his words, making you pale.

“No no no! That’s not needed!” You frantically said but Scar was already out the door hunting for the person.

DION AGRICHE:

Dion’s a sociopath. Nicest way to put it! Doesn’t show emotion at all and kills without a second thought. The Agriches were known for their ruthless nature so you should’ve been aware of that. But no one could get used to the sight of bloody bodies as a regular person. It was definitely not on your bucket list to date him but it happened! Right after you caught him smelling flowers. Now that tugged on your heart strings.

Would that excuse his actions? Fuck no. But did you love him? Yes. And so did he surprisingly.

Blood was on your palm after getting slashed by one of those who tried to assassinate the Agriche’s. After they found out your connection to him of course people would try and kill you. You managed to run out of there and make it back to the estate with soft pants.

You didn’t expect to find Dion staring dead in the eye at you, his red pupils dilating as he saw you bleed. You wondered if it reminded him of all the bloodshed he went through.

“You're bleeding.” He stated with a monotone voice.

“A bit yeah.” You forced a smile. “Just those regular guys who keep wanting to assassinate the Agriches..” A soft chuckle left your lips.

“Go to the healer.” He said with the same tone before leaving in the same direction where you got slashed at.

KISHIBE:

Kishibe is a on sight man to put it in simple words. Straightforward and hella strong. It was a surprise you ended up dating him since he was hung up on some lady that rejected him several times because she liked women. Were you just a rebound? You thought at times but those thoughts always vanished when Kishibe brought you little things. Like food, bracelets, and soft kisses. 

He had a tough guy look and definitely was one on the inside after seeing him fight but he did hold affection for you. 

Deeply.

A devil had managed to hit a bad hit on your back making you have to clutch the wall for support and limp back to base trying not to collapse in pain.

As you reached the base you found your lover staring at you with dead eyes. 

You know what those meant.

“Just..a devil.” You murmured out embarrassed since Kishibe was beyond strong and could beat a devil in a blink of an eye. Yet here you are bleeding out. “Sorry.”

Kishibe walked over to you and stared at your wound handing you bandages.

“I’ll be back. I need to release some stress.”

“Wait..” You know what that meant.

“Soon.” He left through the door dragging a huge weapon with him.

[kokofromwattpad]

THE BELOVED SERVANT

Featuring: The Agriche Family

Plot: You have been working under the Agriches for all your life. The family held you on an extremely high pedestal of excellence. After all, you are their beloved servant.

Cw: yandere!Agriche family x GN!reader, ooc characters (obvi), unhealthy habits

A/N: I was re-reading 'The Way To Protect The Female Lead’s Older Brother' and this idea just kinda spawned from it.

LANTE AGRICHE:

Lante had originally hired your then pregnant mother to work for his family since she was one of the best and most submissive servants he's met. He also hired her because of the fact that she was pregnant, which meant that he would have another servant working under him for free. Since you grew up surrounded by insanity, blood, gore and death, you were quite used to it by the time you had turned 16. He decided that he would have you accompany him and son, Dion, on beast hunting whenever your schedule was open. You also went along just to get some practice in and build some muscle. He is forever surprised at how strong you are and kinda admires your strength and power.

SIERRA AGRICHE:

Sierra was very close with your mother and actually became best friends with even before you were born! She loved spending time with you and would spend hours upon hours speaking about you with you. Whenever you left her side, she felt a feeling of paranoia go ever her in waves, which gets stronger the longer you are away from her. When you would return to her, she would try and beg you to never leave her side again as she was worried that you would get hurt (even though you could take out a fully grown man with one punch in the jaw).

MARIA AGRICHE:

You were often ordered to help at Maria's many tea parties. The only reason why you did not die when you were younger for making any mistakes was because you had a cute round face that Maria just swooned at. She would sometimes even pinch your cheeks so hard that it would turn red and swollen. One time, when you made an accident by spilling some tea on the ground, your mother slapped you on the back of your head for doing that. Maria, having seen all of this, grew furious with your mother and banished her to forever live in the dungeons of the estate. Maria consoled you afterwards and even taught you how to maintain a better posture so that an accident like this would not happen again.

DION AGRICHE:

Dion and you grew up together, since the both of you were close in age and had similar hobbies and opinions. Dion always liked training with you and whenever you would beat him, he would always just smile and admit defeat with a kind grin on his face. Later, when he started going through puberty, he developed a massive crush on, but because he is just such a great actor, you never noticed or just didn't care to acknowledge it. One day, Dion ordered that you get dressed up in your finest clothes, and when you were done, he snapped a photo of you and placed it in a long golden locket he specially bought just for this.

GRIZELDA AGRICHE:

Grizelda has had a special attachment to you. She loves it when you do her hair in the mornings and trains with you in the afternoons. Whenever you were ordered to feed the beasts, she would stand in the corner and just admire you the whole time, she knew that you were strong enough to survive without her assistance. Grizelda sometimes makes you take walks with her by the greenhouses and the two of you just talk about anything and everything that there is to be spoken about.

ROXANA AGRICHE:

Roxana saw you as a figure of power and skill. She would watch as you would drag toys by their hair with one arm to the dungeons for one of her unnamed half siblings to play with. When the poisonous butterflies hatched, even though it caused her a lot of pain, she would always have at least one of them near you that she can keep updated on your whereabouts. When the two of you were younger, she loved it when every night, you pull up a chair and read her bedtime story so that she sleep better. After her brother died during the test, she would cling to you where ever you were to keep you safe and sound. Sometimes, when she was in a good mood, she would let you play and style her hair, it calmed her down and made her feel content.

JEREMY AGRICHE:

Jeremy actually picked up his cheekiness from you when he was still young and impressionable. No matter where you are, Jeremy can and will find you. He is always clinging onto your arm while you do your everyday tasks. Whenever you go beast hunting with his father and older brother, he would always cry and beg that you wouldn't go so that you could stay with him. But when Dion forcefully places you on your horse, he is cursing at his brother like he is in a bar fight. Once you arrive back with your winnings, he praises you and your skill and beg you to teach him so that he can become strong just like you, his role-model.

CHARLOTTE AGRICHE:

Charlotte is an attention hog, even more that Jeremy if that's possible. She loves watching you drag toys as if they don't weigh anything. To put it simple, you're her torture buddy. When the new toy went to her older sister instead of her, she went crying to you while you were sleeping to try and gain your sympathy. You honestly just comforted her so that she could let you sleep in peace. Whenever you show off even an ounce of her strength, she claims you as hers and will comment stuff like, 'That's my assistant!'

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[erisv7]

— ROXANA AGRICHE X READER

Prologue • Yandere themes

♡⸝⸝

"Lady. Wake up now."

The woman was speaking quietly. But not that quiet for me to able to hear it.

'Is someone calling me?'

I asked to myself. Soon, the woman's voice was nowhere to be heard. I assume she had left.

It wasn't the first time someone tried to wake me up. If I'm correct, I've been in this room for two days.

Gathering my left over strength. I got up from the bed.

*THUD*

A loud bang was heard. I had fallen into the floor. I couldn't get up, nor could move. That's when I realized, I was chained.

It quickly alerted someone. As that person quickly opened the door. I assume it was the woman who called me earlier.

"You're awake, Lady [Last Name]."

I turn my head towards the woman. She was a maid. She turned her head, and screamed.

"Inform Madame Roxanna!! Lady [Last Name] is awake."

I opened my mouth, but no words came out. Soon a rectangular shape appeared.

' MISSION : Survive Lady Roxanna's wrath. '

I read the contents, my eyes widened. That's when it struck me. I'm currently in an otome game, called "Miss Little Princess."

"Your awake."

I turned my head looking at the woman with blond wavy hair. She is Roxanna, the villianess. Who's known to be obsessed with the male lead.

And that's when I realized, I'm the female lead. Lady [Your name], the adopted daughter of the Duke.

I looked at Roxanna. Tears dropping in my eyes. Then a message pop up.

' LOVE PERCENT 100% '

[roseapov]

Prisioner

Roxana Agriche x GN!Reader

Tw: kidnapping, tortures, injuries, threats, obsession, manipulation, stalking, invading privacy

Povtober 2023, Day 16 [Masterlist]

The dungeon you were kept in was really cold, at every contact your skin made with the stone walls, your body shivered all the same, being locked in a cuffs.

Yet, there was a warmth in this god forsaken place, Roxana Agriche. No matter what, she always visited you in the evenings, every single evening without fail, how could she leave her favorite character to die?

During such a long time, all while being tortured daily, it was hard not to get attached to the only person that was nice to you. Even if she hailed from the same family responsible for your fate, you couldn't turn away.

Her voice soothing you, as she was humming a familiar tone, to calm you down, while tending to your injuries.

She was mad, really mad, but not at you, never at you. How can her pathetic excuse of a father treat such a cute person like this?! She was beyond mad, way beyond mad.

And yet even then her smile never left her face, too afraid to not startle you. She had a talk with her father regarding you, not too long ago, you would make such a good pet for her:

Seeing a precious child from an influential family crushed against an Agriche's feet, reduced to being a mere toy for her every want

That's exactly what she said to him, hoping it will make you finally hers. Her father was a cruel man, only a cruel reason would satisfy him, unlike the true intentions she had for you.

She couldn't stand seeing you barely conscious when she was tending to you. You had to give her all your attention or else she would throw a fit.

Finally, after a few days of waiting, she finally got you, all to herself.

Hmm? Where you're gonna sleep? Oh, what a silly question, of course with her! What's with that face now, are you not happy about it? She put so much effort for you, don't you dare turn her down after all of this.

She always happily snuggled to your side, having you forbidden from leaving her room. Basking in your presence was like a breath of fresh air, sanity amongst insanity.

She wouldn't let you go, definitely not when she likes to mess with your hair so much, or when she gives you outfits to try, that always match her own.

You either get dressed by Roxana herself, or by her maids when she intently watches, making you shiver under her unwavering gaze. She never looks away, always concentrates on you, and only you, like the outside world didn't exist at all, invading your privacy in every aspect possible.

She's completely smitten by you, and not above threatening you with her butterflies if you misbehave, but that won't be necessary. After all, you're loyal to your owner, as she was the only one caring for you, in your lowest times in her family prison.

Believe me or not, but she had to hold back excited squeals when she first met you, so it is only fair to assume that she was interested in you way before her reincarnation...

You'll need a miracle...

I have to admit, writing Manhwa characters feels so good, I mean just look at her! She's so gorgeous, it's a pleasure to write about her anytime.

~roseapov

[famouspeaceenemy]

୧┆,'Jeremy Agriche Dating headcanons...🔪

“𝐒𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞, 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐢𝐝~”

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𝐓𝐖: 𝐆𝐚𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐬, 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞, 𝐜𝐫𝐮𝐞𝐥𝐭𝐲 𝐭𝐨𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫, 𝐝𝐫𝐮𝐠𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠.

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𝐉𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐲... 𝐈𝐬 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐮𝐛𝐭𝐞𝐝𝐥𝐲 𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐈 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐨 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐳𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐡𝐞𝐜𝐤 𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 ��𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐭, 𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐦 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝(𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬) 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮! 𝐇𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝(𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐟𝐢𝐞𝐝) 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐡 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐚𝐝!

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𝐉𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐲...𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐞𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟, 𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐚𝐝, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐦? 𝐔𝐧𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐞𝐩𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞. 𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮!

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(𝐁𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐞 𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐀𝐍𝐘 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐨𝐟 𝐟𝐮€𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡!)

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𝐀𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫, 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐦 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐥(𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐄𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐋𝐘 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐚𝐝𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐗𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐱 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨!) , 𝐰𝐢𝐩𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐚𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐚𝐝 𝐠𝐮𝐲(𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐠𝐮𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐠𝐮𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐬𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐨𝐧) 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐡𝐞'𝐥𝐥 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮! 𝐉𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐥𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞! 𝐈𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐧𝐞𝐫? <𝟑

〰︎〰︎〰︎〰︎〰︎〰︎〰︎〰︎〰︎〰︎〰︎〰︎〰︎〰︎〰︎〰︎〰︎〰︎〰︎〰︎〰︎〰︎

𝐉𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐲 . . . 𝐈𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐬𝐤 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐞 𝐚 𝟏𝟏/𝟏𝟎 𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐄𝐗𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐋𝐘 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞! 𝐉𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐚 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦 𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐨𝐢𝐥 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝! (𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐢𝐝𝐧𝐚𝐩 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐝𝐬 𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐜 𝐯𝐢𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬! 𝐄𝐱𝐜𝐞𝐩𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚 𝐭𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐮𝐛𝐣𝐞𝐜𝐭! 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭! 𝐖𝐡𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐛𝐭𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐞𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐞 ��𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞~)

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𝐁𝐮𝐭! 𝐈𝐟 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐞𝐱𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞, (𝐘𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐣𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐟 𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐑𝐨𝐱𝐚𝐧𝐚) 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐩𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 <𝟑 (𝐏𝐨𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 :( 𝐨𝐡 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐩 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧)

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𝐄𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐞.

[that-one-pretty-bitch]

I like to think that the Agriche had something to live for but as they grew they lost that person or dream...

Once a unit strong and tight, A family bound by blood and might. But now the ties that once held strong, Are shattered, broken, and wrong.

The children, they've come to see, That family isn't only blood and pedigree. Forced to uphold legacies that can't be won, Their spirits crushed, their futures gone.

The love that once was bright as day, Has faded, leaving nothing in its way. A family divided, torn apart, No laughter, no comfort, just a broken heart.

Yet still they hold onto the past, Hoping that somehow, they will last. But they know deep down, the truth they see, That family is not just blood, but love set free.

Once a bond unbreakable, A mind filled with love and laughter so remarkable. But now the threads that wove them tight, Are frayed and lost in the darkest night.

The laughter that once echoed loud, Is now just a distant and faded shroud. A family divided, torn apart, With shattered hearts and broken dreams in their hearts.

No longer bound by blood and name, They stumble through life, feeling nothing but shame. A family once whole, now in pieces, Lost in their pain and shattered pieces.

Yet still they cling to the hope that they'll find, The love and laughter that once was kind. But until then, they'll just have to wait, For a family reunited, no longer fractured and broken.

( A/N: I should make a poem for each of the Agriche’s?? )

Maybe I should collab with @roseadleyn​ ‘s gorgeous themes/ moodboards!!​

If I tag you, don’t mind me, I’m just trying to create a debate in the comments

SURPRISE SURPRISE!! I’m alive 😏😶

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[aweirdsimp]

Title: My obsession Jewel

Title: My obsession Jewel

Tw: yandere, blood, obsession

Character using: Dion Agriche

Reader gender: Don’t have one all allowed.  

Genre: Little angst, but all fluff

༶•┈┈୨♡୧┈┈•༶༶•┈┈୨♡୧┈┈•༶༶•┈┈୨♡୧┈┈•༶༶•┈┈୨

-At first Dion hates you since you proved your worth to Lant and became his favorite child. . Dion being Jealous tried as hard to prove his father he was worthy of love like you. But Lant broke his heart by telling him he never got his love, he told “You're just a tool who doesn’t deserve his love”. 

-Dion was heart broken by his father's words. He cried his eyes out his mother was right you are weak not even father could love him, unlike his sister/brother name Y/n. She/he/they were always the golden child. Cause they/her/he discovered a very profitable drug called “Mary jane”. And many more. 

-Dion just wanted love and you managed to show him that. Since you know his frustration and sadness. He was a very broken boy who just needed comfort and love and care, he hadn't had as a kid. 

-Maria didn’t regret neglecting him since he was a tool to his father. No one stood up for him except you. He loved you for that. He escaped after the household fell down and he was glad you were there to support him. 

-As Dion's sister. You were feared yet loved for your heart-warming kindness. Dion hated the fact many people try to hurt you and make you cry so he hurt them as much as they hurt you. So he could kill them and their family if it meant you smiled as much as to him only. 

[rainyzombiehottub]

1. Nazario Bakugo (Renato Sinclair)

2. Yoshiharu Bakugo (Bertilda Agriche)

3. Yoshiko Bakugo (Odilia Sinclair-Agriche)

4. Katsuki Bakugo (Colman Sinclair-Agriche)

5. Midoriko Bakugo (Kylie Sinclair-Agriche)

[rie-092]

I saw 18 and the lyrics and instantly thought of Dion Agriche and now I need it so badly pretty please 🥹

EVENT'S ENTRY OO5 : DARK HORSE

[ yandere! dion agriche ]

notes: the event ฅ⁠^⁠•⁠ﻌ⁠•⁠^⁠ฅ

dion never wanted a doll. he never asked for a doll.

that was one thing that the members of agriche family knew.

and there were two reasons why he did that. first, he was busy with the missions that his father assigned to him. and second, he find it revolting. since on his eyes, he was much different than his mother. he never found any joy on tormenting those dolls, unlike his mother.

but it changed when he met you, cassis pedelian's younger sister. the one who got kidnapped along with her older brother. the one that got her eyes gouged by lant— he changed his mind.

look at you, so pitiful, so bloodied.

he felt himself smirking as he looked down at you. chained on the chair, as cassis pedelian glared at him. spouting nonsense about not touching his younger sister. but dion didn't care at all.

he just wants to know. he was curious about you and your bond with cassis. because he never had a bond like that with his siblings. so, he started wondering. if he get you, will he be able to understand?

after visiting you on the prison. he decided to pay his father a visit. which is unusual, according to lant. and what's more unusual was dion's request.

“ give me ( name ) pedelian, father. ”

it wasn't a request. it was a command. something that dion, his beloved killing machine never did. and that's the how you became dion's beloved doll.

and that news attracted the unwanted attention of his siblings.

yet, dion didn't care. he never cared.

the only thing on his mind right now was to satisfy his curiosities about you.

for someone who was known for being a killing machine, dion was gentle. atleast that's how you see him. helping you on taking bath, making sure that you were properly taken care of.

he made sure to do those things by himself since dion doesn't have any servants. and he will never asked for any servants after the countless attempts of taking his life by his previous servants.

but why does he was taking care of you again? was it because he wanted to take care of you? of course not. because he wants you to depend on him.

and dion even go far on removing your chains and changing the bandage around your eye everyday.

but there was one thing dion made clear to you. never leave his room. because according to him, it was dangerous. which is true. but there is also another reason that he never tell you.

and that is— he never want anyone to lay their hand on you. not roxana, jeremy, his mother, his father, nor his siblings. because the moment his father gave you to him, you were already his.

as a yandere, dion was possessive and territorial. this guy will even go far and carving his name on your pretty skin if it is needed.

but there's no need to go far when you're already listening well to him. and besides, he can tell it clearly that you, his beloved doll— was clearly falling for him.

and did i forgot to tell you that after he got you from his father. he always made sure to finish any missions that he got from his father the day he gave it to him and go home immediately?

it was kind of exhilarating for dion to have someone waiting for him.

but one day, by the time he came back. along with the dress that he knew that would look good on you.

he found you, on his room. coughing blood— your blood streaming from your ears, nose and even the bandage around your eyes were bloodied.

then he realized, someone touched you. someone dared to poison you. and dion lost his mind— which is unusual since dion never thought that he would care for you to the point that he would kill for you.

lant never said anything. he just let his favorite son tortured the person who poisoned you. he just let him wander to the estate bloodied as he goes back to his room, to you.

don't worry, it'll be alright. dion is here, so— focus on recovering, okay, his dearest doll?

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“ so..... you want to play with magic that much, huh? ”

[lxdymoon0357]

Hello 👋 can I pls request relationship and suggestive headcanons for Claude (wmmap) Regis (FIDWYM) and Lante Agriche with a female reader? Thank you ❤️

(some days, I'm gonna be better and consistent...:[ | Warnings: mentions of dying at childbirth, blood, murder, NSFW content, diana-claude poly mentions? idk..Anyways, NSFW content. )

© Writing belongs to me, Lxdymoon0357. Do not plagiarize, but reblogging, liking and commenting is deeply appreciated.

Claude De Alger Obelia, Legis Floyen and Lante Agriche SFW/NSFW HCs

Claude De Alger Obelia

♕ Definitely loves to spoil you! He loves to spoil you when he can, bringing jewellery, making your favourite food, spending extra time with you, buying you clothes, flowers, gifts, anything you want! He is always happy to spoil you, Athy gets a bit worried, but she also loves you and makes handmade gifts for you which you definitely appreciate!

♕ Constantly worried for your health and safety, has a maid and a guard follow you everywhere, he would let them follow you to the bathroom if it wasn't unethical, but yeah..Constantly worried something is gonna happen to you..

♕ Also, constantly making sure you're in top health, always consults doctors about anything he finds unusual on you, if you two were to have kids, he's have a long talk with doctors if you can have kids and there won't be any complications and if anything were to happen, if he'd be able to save you over the kid...

♕ Definitely not loosing you to childbirth like he lost Diana, you both are the biggest jewels in his eyes and he doesn't want to lose you like he lost Diana. Definitely thinks how you both would be with each other if you met, would you both like each other more than him? Would you be open to be with both of them or would he simply be with Diana and you'd go off with someone else??

♕ You, him and Athy spend a lot of time together, eating, tea parties, talking about trends, gossiping or anything in between about Athy's love interests or something. Sometimes even Jeanette joins you both, she's so happy to be included, but after Anastacius left with her, she was happy to learn things from far away, you gave her your blessings, she'll miss all of you but tries to find time to visit when she can..

♕ You and Claude would dance together late at night for fun, it's so quiet and so intimate and so romantic, cue you both forgetting the dance and end up making out against a wall with him leaving hickeys! speaking of them, he leaves TOO many damn hickeys, it's his love language at one point...

♕ He is a busy man, being an emperor and all, but he still finds time for you, you're the most important thing to him after Athy and he tries to find time for both of you, together and individually like during meals, before he goes to sleep, after he wakes up, free time, he loves to spend it with you or alone doing something he enjoys..

♕ He is romantic while sex, but also very rough, be careful, don't piss him off, you won't be able to sit with a bruised ass or the aching cunt or walk due to the shaking and sore legs. He knows how to make brats behave, loves you but don't piss him off.

♕ Hates it when other people stare, will go to a nearby room or maybe the balcony if he's extra mad and simply fuck you till you're screaming your throat raw with leaving hickeys and making sure everyone and especially the person is hearing and seeing the whole thing...Likes the eyes on him sometimes, don't know why but he does, maybe it gives him thrill maybe it gives him the chance to prove himself in some way maybe he gets gratification, no way. But likes the way when you're bent over and crying your eyes out.

♕ Cages your hand above your head with a single one of his own and simply fingers you before pulling away and edging you till you're asking him to properly fuck you dumb, even if he's feeling soft, he likes to do it cause you're crying face and whines and moans sound cut to him and he can never get enough of it

♕ Leaves a lot of bitemarks, hickeys, bruises, it's concerning if you don't know it's out of love and how much he can't control his strength at times..When he's about to cum, he bites your neck to muffle his own moans and whines when you're clenching down on him..One hand constantly working on your clit.

♕ Let's say they have some medicine which works as Plan B, cause keep in mind, he will be breeding you, it's one of his biggest kinks, he would love to see you pregnant with his baby who is your and his mix, Athy needs a sibling after all! Will be pounding in you even after you've gone enough, he cant help himself sometimes!

Legis Adri Floyen

◈ Now Legis would be a bit closed off, but still after a while be extremely sweet and romantic, constantly being a gentleman, holding your hand when you're walking down the stairs, gets you gifts, when you got tired, he carried you where you want, feeds you, kisses you and looks at you like you're gold.

◈ You and Jubelian have to sometimes remind him to take breaks, you and Jubelian and literally bestest of friends yet being the cutest mother-daughter duo in Legis's eyes, two of his favourite girls being together and happy and getting alone and all the cute stuff?! Oh man, he feels like he's in heaven!

◈ Loves to spend time with you and Juve when he can, bringing you both gifts and you both in return make tiny gifts for him, like bouquets or like maybe you stitched something for him on a napkin and he carried it everywhere, or maybe you and Juve went out together to choose and mix-match jewellery for Legis and then you both gift it to him, she is always so happy to spend time with her parents!

◈ He and you would spend time kissing and then Juve would be grossed out but finds it cute or maybe you and Legis would spend time sparring or sword-fighting cause women back then used to do a lot of sports including archery, sword-fighting, hiking, so maybe he would love for you to join him in sparring sometime or maybe hand-to-hand combat where you are always winning because he refuses to put in effort, he gets too mesmerised by you anyway.

◈ He would love to take you on trips to anywhere you want, get dresses custom made so no-one else can have them, have portraits painted of you, he's such a sweetheart!! He would love to have a family portrait with you and Juve beside him!!

◈ Another thing is, matching clothes!! You wear something matching in your outfits at ALL times, be it a brooch, be it the colour of the clothing, be it the way the pattern of the dress, he loves to match with you, he even has dresses which are carbon copies of some of Juve's! You both look gorgeous in them!!

◈ Kind of needs your reassurance that he is doing the correct thing, if there is something you don't like, please say cause when you do things passive and aggressively, it makes him overthink things....And if he overthinks, he cries and I'm sure you don't want your husband to cry? Yeah, that's what I thought, communicate!

◈ Okay, first he finds you cute and adorable and hot and so squishable and he folds you like a chair fucking you in matching press with your thighs pressed against your chest while he toys with your cunt and clit so sweetly, it's almost innocent in a way!

◈ PRAISE!! Of-course, the biggest praise kink is in him, his eyes start to water from overwhelming love when he is praised during sex, so just to ground him, hold his hand tightly in yours in anyway you can to remind him you're both there..He gets carried away, poor baby..

◈ Loves to see you ride him, cause it's so cute in his eyes when you're trying your best to take him cause first of he's VERY BIG, secondly you try your best to take him, struggle with it, crying for him to do something to make something out of your fruitless ventures, of-course he teases you until you beg a lot, but because he likes your cries and tears and face

◈ Speaking of crying, he won't stop eating your cunt until tears are streaming down he's pulled a good few orgasms, your cunt is almost raw but i's still drooling...and he can't get enough, you're just sound so cute and taste so amazing, but okay, he'll take pity and fuck you properly, if you don't tell him to, he'll cum from just eating you out, grinding against whatever he can.

◈ Suck him off under his desk after he's overworked, probably one of the only dilfs who moans and whimpers and can't hide them, he sounds cute, as you gag on his cock, he sounds adorable!! Not your fault it's a good way to relax him from overworking and to just tease him!

◈ He sometimes gets so lot in making you cum, he does it for a good while until he simply pulls dry orgasms, until legs are shaking, you're both covered in bodily fluids, drools, sweat, clit is engorged a bit and it hurts but feels too good for him to pull out now as you wrap your legs around his waist to keep him close..

Lante Agriche

☠ Now for this request, I will say he's like a yandere-type in love with you and he's a bit sane and okay in head. Lante would always follow you around, carrying you when he can, holding you on his lap during those special dinners with his top three favourite kids as he fed you food with his hands, does your hair, albeit a bit haphazardly.

☠ He desperately needs you be locked down with him, he would kill anyone you pay too much attention to, that includes his kids, well your kids are his favourite kids, so he doesn't want you to be sad, but threatening them is the way to go!!

☠ likes to bring you the severed head of his victims as gifts with a deranged smile, expecting praise. I hope you give some to him for the sake of your neck joint...I mean, he'd also bring bloodied flowers, a skull, some sword, some jewel, etc, whatever he finds interesting all covered in blood cause he thinks you look hot in blood and everything looks better covered in blood.

☠ Leaves hickeys on your necks, for everyone and leaves more if you try to cover them. He has no shame, not like anyone would dare to say anything, but if they did, you'd have another severed head to your collection. So enjoy!!

☠ DESPISES people staring at you for a second too late, hates it, cannot stand it, will not stand for it, will kill someone for it. I mean, he's a man known for crimes, of-course he's gonna murder someone for looking at you too long! He's such a munchy weirdo..

☠ Would have your ring on your hand AT ALL TIMES, ain't no one snatching up his weirdo, hell naw! Anyways, he gets new rings made for you whenever you need one and it's all decorated well and stuff and so now you have a ring collection and it's very gorgeous and probably cost more than the whole manor and humans who die inside regularly!

☠ He slow dances with you over the dead bodies of people, enjoying the way their bones crunch under you both as you both softly danced while you both are in each other's embrace and are softly being intimate in silence..

☠ Oh now, don't think that if he got jealous and mad at some public event he is also one to not care if he fucks you on a balcony when everyone can hear you both while you scream and wail like it's no one's business in the balcony and later on everyone's too shy to make eye contact with you, including the kids and other wives...

☠ Bending you over on his desk to fuck you all while there are people in the next room or simply eat you out until you cry, but eating you out is a unusual occurrence...He doesn't just give you pleasure without getting anything in return, no.

☠ Edging you constantly, not letting you cum until you beg hard enough or until he possibly can't take it anymore or until you do it yourself earning a punishment by him where either he overstimulates you till you physically pass out and only have dry orgasms, so there are a few options of him to choose from, maybe play the safe submissive and subservient role for a while unless you're confident in your skills as a dom to top him..

☠ knife kink, I said it. Knife kink, holds a knife to your neck while he makes you ride him, and presses it down sometimes to nick your body parts for fun and for the sadistic tendencies...

[loeh]

Just imagine the Agriche children trying to convince themselves that they aren't interested in milf!reader, who is their fathers young wife.

like okay sure you are near their age but they'd never be interested in someone like you who had given everything up (without your consent) just to become their father's wife.

sure they pitied you but the urge to protect and take care of you was just platonic or was it?

i mean the only reason roxana ever hangs out with you is because in the novel you were said to be one of the prettiest woman and she just wanted to make sure if the novel was exaggerating or not (it wasnt), there is nothing wrong with admiring your fathers wife's beauty although just ignore the lingering gazes on your bosom, after all she is just a growing kid. <3

as per for dion, he never was interested in you but your parenting methods. you would be the only one to raise your children in such a...normal way despite being an Agriche. his fascination started at one of his mother's tea parties (he crashed the party since you were there <3) where he witnessed you shielding your kid from the horrors of his mother's party and going as far to berate his mother for organizing such an event in front of a child. from that day onwards, he had become a hawk who observed you for the duration of time he was in the estate, well hawk who had perhaps become too involved that he forgot he was watching his father's wife satisfy herself with her fingers but evidently failing.

jeremy swore he just wanted to find the woman who fascinated his sister roxxie but to think he walked in on you getting bathed by your handmaidens was just embarrassing for him (he was warned vaguely). he had thought he was done for, when you calmly wore a robe and told everyone to leave, thinking you were surely going to tell his father and sister, but no, instead you had just opted for talking to him in a gentle voice explaining his mistake. sure he didn't like you at all at first but slowly and gradually he too fell for you and well started thinking more about your first meeting, yk the one where you were naked<3

when griselda got to know her father had married a young woman close to her age she was intrigued and just wanted to meet her. not knowing that the woman she'll meet would have been the famous painter, [name]. She was fascinated how the people of the manor did not worship the mere ground you walked on for you were perhaps the talent of the century yet somehow the great artist such as you didn't want her to disclose your identity. this woman was already heads over heels for you, no need to explain and agreed but, won't you draw her like one of your french girls in exchange for your secret? <3

in conclusion, all the siblings came together to protect you from the sky white haired pedelian!

[1k1ga1]

Hello!i do not know if requests are still available,but is it alright if i ask for yandere!dion with a very kind and soft reader?like she is always giving dion compliments and hugging him,even patting his back.giving him sweets after he came back from a mission,u know?

❝ 𝓗𝐎𝐋𝐃 𝓜𝐄 , 𝓒𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐎𝐋𝐄 𝓜𝐄 . . . ❞

━━ 𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐇𝐖𝐀 💭 𝐑𝐎𝐗𝐀𝐍𝐀 / 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐘 𝐓𝐎 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐂𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐄𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐄 𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐃’𝐒 𝐎𝐋𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑

━━ 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 💭 𝐃𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐀𝐆𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐄 𝐗 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐋𝐄 ! 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑

━━ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 💭 𝐅𝐋𝐔𝐅𝐅 , ��𝐍𝐆𝐒𝐓

━━ ✧ 𝐃𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐀𝐆𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐄 who was unfortunate enough to be born as one of the black agriches notorious for their atrocities, yet he was also just a callow child with twinkling ruby eyes and a cheeky smile and no child has the capacity to be inherently evil. dion was not born a monster, but being a monster was all he’s ever known; becoming a monster was how that young child survived his bloodline, and somewhere along the way, his emotions had died along with the child he could’ve been had he been born into a normal family.

━━ ✧ 𝐃𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐀𝐆𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐄 who’s never known the gentleness of a mother’s touch nor did he ever get to experience the warmth of a true family. all his life, death creeps in his shadow with stygian tendrils that wreath around his ankles — his hands tainted with so much blood they’ve turned black. he is convinced that his heart has been frozen, and yet somewhere inside the uncharted corners, there is a forsaken child that he’s rejected for his own sake, desperately crying out for someone to pacify his visceral yearning.

━━ ✧ 𝐃𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐀𝐆𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐄 who notices your eyes first. most people look at him with fear, contempt, disgust, or they wholly delude themself of the part of him that is a murderer seeking blood. you are not most people. when he first meets your eyes, there is nothing but serenity and warmth. your pupils are unclouded and he can almost see his own reflection in them — you don’t reject the part of him that is sinful and a killer. instead, you accept him as he is — flawed and tainted and pathetic — and deign him with your kind smiles anyways.

━━ ✧ 𝐃𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐀𝐆𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐄 who doesn't understand the new emotions festering within him after meeting you. the mere thought of you intoxicates him, and it’s even worse when he recalls your affectionate gestures in his presence. you’re just so dizzyingly sweet — too sweet that he could taste you on his tongue and feel you ballooning in his chest and coiling around his cold heart, squeezing and squeezing until he’ll unfold in your grasp.

━━ ✧ 𝐃𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐀𝐆𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐄 who doesn’t know how to receive your affection at first, and instinctively finds himself pondering about your ulterior motives. he’s never been treated with such gentleness and endearment before, and whatever crumbs of familial affection he could get out of his half-sister, it all came with a price. so, what was your price? perhaps you required his expertise as a killer, perhaps you wanted to use his status to get to his family, perhaps you wanted to exploit him for all he was worth — or, perhaps, you just wanted…him.

━━ ✧ 𝐃𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐀𝐆𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐄 who was at an utter loss when you confessed this truth to him. the sincerity in your eyes betrayed no deception, yet how is it possible for someone to love him? how could someone like him be loved? dion agriche, convinced of his incapability to be loved, was unconvinced of your love for him. he sternly rejects you, because behind an expressionless face, he fears what he’s known all his life would only further be confirmed when you ultimately realize he’s unlovable.

━━ ✧ 𝐃𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐀𝐆𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐄 who becomes baffled by your persistence after his rejection. he expected you to crumble and concede after being the subject of his callousness, yet you remained unfazed. you were undeterred in your mission to ‘love’ him, and witnessing your resolve — like a rock worn down by the waves — dion made a decision that would change his life; he chose to let you love him.

━━ ✧ 𝐃𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐀𝐆𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐄 who becomes flustered when you amped up the affectionate gestures to the max after receiving his reluctant blessings. typically, your touches would only be limited to fleeting pats on the back or the handshakes that you insisted on for a bit too long. but now, the gestures has become full-on embraces whenever you catch sight of him, long hand-holding sessions as you drag him around the garden, or the occasional moments when your touch would flutter over the arch of his cheek as you admired his eyes.

━━ ✧ 𝐃𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐀𝐆𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐄 who, with his high walls and guarded heart, finds himself completely unraveling at your touch. in his turbulent and bloody life, you become a solitary sanctuary where he can let down his guard and shed the ruthless mask of an agriche. perhaps it was something about your mollifying presence, or the way your smaller fingers would distractingly trace shapes on the back of his han, and of course, the way your embrace always smells sweetly of you and whatever tea you indulged in that afternoon.

━━ ✧ 𝐃𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐀𝐆𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐄 who finds himself getting comfortable — too comfortable with being treated delicately and spoiling himself in the limitless shower of your affection. by now, he’s finally admitted the fact you’d weaved your way into his heart and snuggled into the corner you’d created that just seems to continue growing. and now that he’s had this realization of just how significant you’ve become to him, he begins to feel the creeping fear of his life without you in it. dion finds himself desperate to have you finally see him for all that he is and bind your very soul to him before you could have the chance to run away, and this thought gnaws at him.

━━ ✧ 𝐃𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐀𝐆𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐄 who stumbles into your chambers late one night, the blood of his latest targets splattered across the pale canvas of his skin. his inhuman appearance was purposeful, for he had intended to test you one final time; to see if you could love even this pathetic side of him that was nothing more than a weapon of bloodshed at the whims of his family. however, when you merely wipe the blood from his face with eyes shining with concern for him, he watches as the blood smears across your skin, yet you make no comment of it. even as he laid vulnerable in your arms in his most wretched form, you don’t push him away, and only hold him dearer.

━━ ✧ 𝐃𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐀𝐆𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐄 who realizes that although he might be an incorrigible monster in the agriche’s hand, in your gentle hands, he is worthy of love, and he finally shed tears while enveloped in the softness of your embrace.

━━ ✧ 𝐃𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐀𝐆𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐄 who learns about love through you; love is the murmuring and crooning voice that sings him praises and admiration, the small hand that massages his scarred and burdened back like a soothing balm, the same hand that combs carefully through his hair, and the heartbeat that puts his mind to a peaceful sleep when you cradle him against your chest. for the first time in his desolate life, dion agriche discovers what love is instead of what it isn’t.

━━ ✧ 𝐃𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐀𝐆𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐄 who learns that he too can be loved thanks to you, and who learns to love you just as utterly.

[ddivilove]

Your husband has been having a severe case of the baby fever for a long time now. It started when he saw you taking care of your baby sister. The sight of you carrying the baby in your arms while you make her laugh made him desire to have one with you.

He's been planting small hints and clues that he is very much interested in having children with you. But you were still oblivious no matter how many hints he dropped. So he decided to take matters in his own hands.

“Um? Darling, we don't have a baby.” You say as you look over the things that you and your husband had bought during your shopping spree.

Your husband smiles mischievously. “But aren't they adorable?” He holds up a onesie for a baby for your inspection. Sure, it did look cute, but it was useless if you two did not have a baby to use it for.

You sigh, knowing he wants to hear you say yes. “I suppose it is...” You grace him with a small smile which makes him beam happily. “But my point still stands, we don't have a baby to use it on.”

He smirks as he puts down the baby clothes and walks to your side, leaning to kiss your cheek. “Not yet, we don't.” He purrs in your ear, his hot breath causes you to shudder involuntarily.

Your cheeks grow flush at the implication he is giving through his suggestive words. “What?” You decide it's best to play innocent first because you really didn't want to embarrass yourself if it was not what you think.

He chuckles as he tucks a loose strand of hair into the back of your ear. “You know what I mean, my love.” He gives you a dazzling smile. “I want to make one. Right now.” He pauses. “That is if you don't mind?” He asks softly, waiting for your response.

He seemed so desperate for it that you found it adorable. You nod in agreement. “Okay.” You respond softly, giving him your consent to continue as he pleases.

He did not waste anymore time as he immediately shoves you to the couch, his impatience showing evident in his quick movements. You yelp as you are immediately pinned down, his hand pinning both of yours above your head while his free hand starts dealing with his belt.

“Darling—” You gasp only for him to interrupt. “Hush.” He whispers, silencing you by pressing a lingering kiss on your soft lips as he finally managed to get the belt off. “Be quiet and let me take care of you.”

➷ ( characters ) — lante agriche , dion agriche , rezef hill , claude de alger obelia , anastacius de alger obelia , cesare de como , regis adri floyen , eiser grayan , eros vasilios , aamon paxley , jingyuan , kamisato ayato , izek van omerta , callisto regulus. ❀

➷ ( tags ) — @d10nsaint , @dreamlessnight @yourwholeworld @yumieis @im-in-love-with-fairytales , @synthe4u , @yoghurtsan , @luvyev. ( ask to be added to a specific taglist. ex: the first six people wanted to be tagged in dion agriche tagged fics hence their appearance. ) ❀

[ne-videl]

𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔫𝔤𝔢𝔩𝔦𝔫𝔤

♡

yandere Dion Agriche x fairy fem reader

he will gladly go even to his own death if you'll order him to.

sub yandere, unhealthy relationship, a little bit of Cassis x reader, mentions of violence, reader and Dion have master/pet relationships, also reader is referred to as "sister" a few times so pseudo incest I guess, sfw but a bit suggestive, everybody likes you!! poor english

word count: ~2k

a/n: there I am again drooling over fictional men. so here's my favorite yandere trope!! for if your psychopath doesn't worship you it's not your psychopath ©

honestly when I was reading this manhwa for the first time and saw dion I was like "damn I want this man on his knees 🤨🤨", so here you are. eat.

"you're a dog, Dion." – not-Roxanne lifts the corners of her lips in a slight smile, while her neat fingers run through his shaggy hair.

"your dog," – Dion adds mentally.

you feel the touch of his dry lips on your bare foot.

sitting like this, kneeling in front of you, seems right – it can't be any other way, and it won't be.

"may I?" – after receiving tacit approval, he leans closer, his hand stroking your bare thigh.

you smell like flowers: maids must have added rose oil to the water, and this smell digs into his lungs, making him roll his eyes in ecstasy.

just from this, from the fact that you are so close, he could just reach his hand out and feel you.

your body is cold – devoid of any human warmth, burning his skin with the cold of it's touch. your eyes look with a non malicious mockery: how a person looks at their beloved pet. with kind condescension.

you lean in, and Dion feels a kiss at the top of his head. scent of roses hits his nose, almost suffocating, and it feels like his mind is about to give up. well, if he dies right here, he won't regret a bit.

crimson flush on his cheeks almost burns his skin.

____*:･ﾟ✧

"hello. my name is ███████. do you mind playing with me, brother?"

he turns around at the girly voice behind him – distracting himself from the dead bird – and he is met by the look of your laughing eyes.

not red ones.

his sister tucks a lock of her hair behind her little ear and sits down next to him, waiting for an answer.

shouldn't she be blonde like Roxanne?

who is Roxanne?

"okay." – Deon catches his sister's smile and for some reason wants to smile too. she talks about a cute teddy bear that her father gave her, about how she likes to drink tea under the summer sun, and that she probably likes him too.

he had once seen in a book: in the old fairy tales that mothers read to their children, it was said that fairies could replace a human child with their own.

none of Agriche's children believed in fairy tales, but it seems appropriate for his "sister" – you, not-Roxanne, must be a fairy. a lovely creature with transparent wings and a honey voice.

he doesn't mind. whatever calls itself his sister, Deon thinks he really, really likes it.

____*:･ﾟ✧

if he's not on a mission, Deon is always by your side.

"what are you doing here? can't you see sister is with me now?" – Jeremy mumbled indignantly, but you only laughed softly, covering your lips with a neat palm.

a beautiful silver ring glitters on the sixth finger of the "sister".

their father also adores you – maybe it's natural for fairies to charm everyone around them – from members of their so-called "family" to the maids and even the hounds of the estate.

maybe he's a hound himself in her eyes. it didn't matter, as long as he could be with his "sister" – or at least with the creature that pretended to be her.

it was undoubtedly a pleasure to belong to you.

Deon drapes a white fur coat over your shoulders: you often went out into the garden in light clothes, as if the winter cold did not bother you at all. your hair falls over the fur collar, and you smile at him, giggling about how quietly he walks, and chirping about something else. you were fond of chatting, and it was often very difficult to stop listening to you. he, however, usually spoke rarely and little, accompanying you, his mistress, like a silent shadow.

you're spending too much time in the company of a Pedelian pup – an unacceptably long time – so that his eye begins to twitch with anger.

isn't he enough? why would you need this toy if he is always at your feet, your faithful dog, a hound, ready to do whatever you want without a trace of doubt and regret?

Dion wished you'd let him kill Cassis.

"may I ask you a question?" – you turn at the sound of his voice. surrounded by a winter garden, you look even more beautiful, pitch black against dead-white snow. perfection.

"of course, ask. what is it?" – "sister" raises an eyebrow a little stiffly, not naturally, just a little bit.

"do you like him more? I dare not doubt you, and you should not doubt my loyalty, but still-" – his scarlet eyes narrow slightly – "but still, do you like him more?"

if you answer yes, he will go and kill the eldest of the Pedelian offspring on the spot. this is Deon's place. and the hell he's going to let someone else take it.

"of course not, silly." – you laughed – "didn't we discuss this earlier? toys are toys, but you were and will remain my favorite."

right. that's how it should be. why did he even doubt it?

"favorite." – mentally repeats after you while your six-fingered palm rests on his head: you had a habit to pet him like a puppy.

"favorite." – gaze of crimson eyes trembles, invariably riveted to you, and Dion struggles with the desire to grab the object of his sick adoration in his arms, hug you, to feel the cold of your inhuman body at least through clothes. your smell is dope, your touch is opium, your eyes are an abyss, mesmerizing with the horror of its cold depths.

but he can't. you didn't allowed it yet.

and he, as befits a well-trained hound, will obediently wait for your permission.

____*:･ﾟ✧

"███████. that's not your real name, is it? what are you?" – Cassis looks at you expectantly.

you tilt your head to the side, picturesquely rounding your eyes and raising your neat eyebrows.

theatrically. not natural.

"what are you talking about? I am me. who else do you think I can be? stop asking stupid questions, darling." – you answer with a mocking smile. like he's saying something ridiculous.

"are you kidding me? you have six fingers! why doesn't anyone else notice this? besides, you look different, not at all like-" – Cassis cuts himself off in mid-sentence.

like who?

"you know, forget it... it's like I haven't been myself lately. you know, with all this kidnapping, and even your brother..." – he shakes his head nervously under your laughing gaze.

something inside told him that if he kept asking questions now, it won't end well. and anyway, why would he do that? after all, it's not polite to interrogate his benefactress.

everything is fine.

"the less you know the better you sleep, my dear. why don't we just proceed as planned? and how many fingers I have is none of your business." – you look appraisingly, as an already well-fed snake looks at a mouse.

eat or not?

"if I were you, I'd be more worried about the success of your future escape, and for that matter, about my dear brother. you see, Dion has been wanting to twist your neck for a long time." – mention of the red-eyed man makes Cassis tense up.

when you see his reaction, you giggle like you just said the funniest joke in the world.

"come on. I was joking. Dion won't hurt you unless I tell him to. he's a good boy."

when he thinks about it, you, the elder Agriche, had a lot in common with the poisonous butterflies you adored so much. in the sense that Cassis often got the impression that you wanted to devour him. at least it wasn't hard to imagine transparent wings behind your back.

____*:･ﾟ✧

gatherings with your father always ended well after midnight – invariably over cigars and wine, in his office full of acrid tobacco smoke.

it was no secret who will become the next head of Agriche: Lante never hid his paradoxical favoritism. with you alone he had the relationship that most closely resembles the relationship of a parent to a child.

"in general, everything is going as it should. don't forget to dress up for the next dinner party: I've already called the designers." – Lante exhaled a cloud of smoke, smiling cheekily: alcohol was doing its job.

"as you wish. Is Dion doing good at his job?" – you answered with a relaxed face: wine, as well as many other "human" things, had no effect on you.

"you ask as if you don't know. you raised him well." – you slightly unnaturally round your eyes in surprise – "only a fool here does not know that the only person to whom my son is truly faithful is you. I don't know how you did it, but these mind games of yours seem to have had the desired effect. of course, you're my daughter! you're more like a dog with a mistress, not a brother and sister."

Lante bursts into a deep laugh, and his "daughter" does not deny herself a satisfied grin.

a dog and his mistress, huh?

heavy doors of the head's office closed behind your fragile – at least visually –figure.

you are greeted by the night chill of the deserted corridor of the estate and your dog waiting in the distance.

"hi, Dion. already returned?" – he just nods silently in response, coming closer to you and offering his hand.

my-my, just came from a mission in the middle of the night and immediately rushed to you. how obedient.

"did you hear it?" – you tilt your head to the side with a sly grin.

"I did. while I was waiting for you." – he doesn't say anything about Lante's comment. doesn't deny it.

indeed, you raised him well. no trace of pride was left.

Dion in your hands – a faithful puppy, readily following any of your instructions. even if you'll send him right to his death, he will return, only bowing his head in anticipation of praise and the touch of your cold hands.

and you, like a good master, praise, and stroke, and kiss. after all, if there is a stick, there must be a carrot.

____*:･ﾟ✧

"here we will part, my dear friend. we have already discussed your plan of action, so I see no point in repeating myself. go to freedom, but quickly: we, you know, deal with riots quickly."

"wait, listen, please. can you at least answer me before I leave? what are you, really? I always have the feeling that you're not who you seem. I mean... no, I like you, I really like you, it's just-" – Cassis cuts himself off, realizing that he blurted out too much.

he's all flushed, confused in words, and you're just looking at him with your unnerving eyes and smiling.

watching. and aren't blinking.

"God, no matter how much years I'm carrying on my shoulders, it's the first time I've met such a curious human." – you purse your scarlet lips, thinking about the answer – "don't worry, "she" is now where she will be better. and as for your question, dear, you can consider that I'm just a bystander. yes, let's think so. so stop talking and run, okay?"

"and you? will you be okay?" – you raised your eyebrow: still unnatural, however, he's already used to it.

exit from the estate is already very close, just a stone's throw away, and Cassis is hesitating. desperately grabbing your wrist, looking with shining yellow eyes into your laughing, soulless ones.

tch.

"what, you want to stay my toy forever? you know, I'm an Agriche too, and I might change my mind about letting you go if you keep looking at me like a beaten puppy." – realizing that your quip was not accepted by the "audience", you rolled your eyes, but then broke into your too perfect smile again.

"don't worry. I can't be killed in a way that matters."– a six-fingered palm rests on the top of his head, and your face stretches into a grin, not human, too wide for a human.

but he's not scared. he wants to watch more – it's impossible to look away, even if his instinct for self-preservation screams that he needs to get out of here as soon as possible.

the abyss, as it turned out, can really look back, and it is beautiful in its terrifying appearance.

is this how Deon feels every time he looks at something that calls itself his sister?

"well, let's never meet again, my friend." – and Cassis leaves, leaves without turning around, because he understands that if he turns around, he will never be able to leave this nightmarish estate. he won't want to.

you hesitate a little, watching him with unblinking eyes, and with a sense of accomplishment you turn back.

your face rests against a man's chest. familiar scent of ash and blood hits your sensitive nose.

"and you're still walking silently." – Dion drapes his coat over your bare shoulders. a gloved hand lingers on your skin a little longer than it should.

"it's cold in the dungeons. you should have dressed warmer." – you laughed a little.

he knows perfectly well that you don't feel the cold, but he does this every time anyway.

"and what, you won't even ask anything? aren't you curious why I let the Pedelian offspring go?" – your six–fingered hand is holding his elbow as you wind through the dark and cold corridors.

"I will not question your methods. but was it wise to talk about your secret, even in this way? doesn't he know too much now?" – it's not difficult to understand what he's hinting at: in his opinion, you should've get rid of Cassis. athough never said out loud, your "brother's" dislike of your toy was ridiculously strong.

ah, men's jealousy!

"let him think what he wants. there are no big conclusions to be drawn from what I said anyway." – you tilt your head to the side, your eyes lazily scan the walls of the dungeon. he just nods and continues to walk beside you in silence.

Dion never asked too much, never doubted any of your actions, never poked his nose where it should not be. you certainly raised him well. no, even exceeded your own expectations.

what a good boy.

mom yelled at me for almost a hour and I wanna curl up and die 🤩

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[that-one-pretty-bitch]

She was a girl, with a broken heart, Her past, a shadow, that followed her like a dart. For she grew up, in a family of evil, Her childhood, a memory, best left as still.

But she was strong, and she was brave, And she learned to hide, behind a mask so grave. She wore a smile, so wide and bright, And pretended that everything was alright.

She was confident, and she was bold, Her independence, a story often told. And to the world, she was a woman of grace, But deep inside, her heart was a lonely place.

But then she met him, the one who saw, Through the mask, that she'd worn before. He saw her pain, her fear and her doubts, And he loved her, for what life had cast about.

With him,

she finally found, A love that was pure, and true and unbound. She let her guard down, and opened her heart, And finally, she knew, she had a new start.

For he saw the girl, who had been broken and lost, And he loved her, at any cost. And she fell in love, with the man who knew, That her strength and her confidence, were just a show.

And so she grew, in love and in light, And she finally saw, that everything would be alright. For he was the one, who made her whole, And with him, her heart, would never grow old.

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[chaedomi]

i'm currently thinking about men who are dangerous. i'm talking about men who are capable of instilling fear in the hearts of many with a simple mention of their name. men who are utterly vile and straight-up diabolical. men who have a terrifying reputation… where people are baffled when they see how soft and putty they become in the presence of their cute, sweet wife. (cw: yandere, implied violence) / mlist.

LANTE is known to be beyond merciless. It does not matter the age, gender, etc… once you are deemed unfit and unworthy of his time and effort, he will simply discard you like a piece of garbage without second thoughts. He claims to be foreign to the concept of love, but, as of now, he has morphed into a stuttering and sweaty mess under the presence of his wife, who stood in the background with her arms folded and a displeased pout plastered on her face. He very well knew how much she disapproved of his methods, and god, was it a sight to see such a powerful man’s visage crumble in seconds flat. He debates with himself, whether to usher you off and have you wait for him, or leave with you. However, he quickly chooses the second option when he catches the smallest teardrops at the corner of your eyes, rushing to your side. He is aware that your tears are fake. Damn, he couldn't bear it at all, wanting to get rid of your 'grief' whether it may be slow-dancing with you in the privacy of your room, or drowning you in riches. And with a lovestruck smile, an expression he has not given to anyone else, he left the dungeons beside you, leaving the formerly tortured prisoner dumbfounded and in awe.

Many tend to walk eggshells around DION as a result of his fearsome personality. They have heard of the gruesome things he does to his victims and without much effort too, as though it were some everyday activity to him. Dion was also known to be crueler and more sadistic than his father, so, it was even worse if he was already in a bad mood, where anything could set him off in the wrong manner. However, it was just beyond impossible for him to remain upset, especially when his wife would happily approach him, clinging onto him and squishing her cheek against his arm. Everyone saw it, how much Dion adored you. To him, you were this beautiful possession made for him, and him alone. Dion was mostly emotionless and indifferent. While his face doesn’t often display emotions, the rare sparkle of light in his eyes whenever he was around you was hard to miss. Gently caress his cheek, brush back his hair when he falls asleep in his chair, embrace him when he returns from a mission, do it all to him, he is a sucker for it, for you. People admit it’s sweet, even the enemies he made. But, as soon as the light dims in his eyes when he turns to glare at them, they are falling over as they try to run away…

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