#anon if you start a blog.... hmu... just sayin....

[slimeranch7]

Jean (or any of the favonius knights) found you unconscious and heavily injured, laying on the grassy ground, in a forest near Monstadt. She doesn't recognize you. You don't look like someone who lives in Monstadt with your 'unique' choice of clothing. But you looked really pitiful in there, and so she took you in to the headquarters. Once you were conscious, she immediately tended to your aid and took care of you, ain't she the sweetest?

It was nice, at first. You two would occasionally chat as a distraction from your aching body, while she works at her desk. You'd tell her about yourself, about the far away land you came from. And she'd tell you about Monstadt.

As the time pass by, the two of grew closer than ever. There was some things you noticed, the more your body healed, the more unusual Jean's actions were. Even though you can now do most basic things by yourself, she wouldn't even let you lift a finger. She insisted on feeding you herself, accompany you whenever you go outside to take a walk (yes, she'd follow you when you take a shower or go to the bathroom, and yes she'd insist on going to the shower or inside the stall with you), help you reach for books that you want to read while, to your embarrasment, her chest pressed against your back, and wouldn't let you leave her sight even for just a minute. And well, if you do, she'd go batshit crazy and order the knights to go look for you, everywhere.

By the time you fully healed, you were very homesick. You just wanted to go home, to see your family and friends again. You're sure they miss you. When you told Jean that you're already more than capable enough to travel alone back to your homeland, she refused. You asked her to let you go, you begged and pleaded, again and again to let you go. But all of it was futile.

So you planned to leave the place, secretly. Your first attempt was almost successful, but a patrolling favonius knight spotted you and dragged you all the way back to the Acting Grand Master, kicking and screaming. And oh, she was furious. Furious at the fact that you tried to leave her. Is what she does not enough for you? Is she not enough for you? You can have anything you want, just say the word and you'll have it. Just don't leave her.

She punished you that night. She pounded your tight hole so hard that you couldn't even talk anymore, your was voice hoarse from screaming and moaning, left love bites and scratch marks on your body to show who you belong to, and you couldn't walk for the next few days from how sore and weak your legs were. Still, that didn't stop you from trying to escape... unsuccessfully. All it does is give her more reason to punish you, which gets harsher everytime.

When Jean finally had enough of you trying to escape Monstadt for the umpteenth time, she brought you the news that will undoubtedly stop your attempts and make you stay here with her forever. And she was right. You broke down in front of her, sobbing and choking on your own tears. The place that you called home was destroyed, she even showed you proof when you didn't believe her. By what or who, she didn't disclose it.

She wrapped one of her hands around your waist and gently rubbed the back of your head with the other. She tucked your head on her neck and hugged you close, while whispering soothing words in your ear. You didn't try pushing her away, you know it will be useless to do so. And also because you just wanted someone, anyone to be with you right now. When you calmed down, you asked her one last time to let her visit your homeland for one final goodbye. And as you expected, she disapproved.

So you asked her, "Why won't you let me go home?"

Jean showed you a smile that you'd almost believe it's genuine if she didn't show her true colors to you just weeks ago. She leaned in, you felt her warm breath on the shell of your ear. Then, she whispered,

"Because you're already home, my love."

This was supposed to be a small drabble but I blinked and it turned into this.

- Sage Anon

(scattering bread crumbs) eat up, you animals. don't waste good food.

beautifully written, anon, this will make do for my breakfast. jean slowly growing obsessed. jean slowly revealing her batshit crazy nature. jean low-key implying she had destroyed your home just so you'd stay. jeeeeeeaaaannnn

side note, if you plan on writing more intense things in the future, make sure you have correct warnings (dead dove/nsfw if you're unsure) cuz i don't think i can do that for asks. other than that, lemme give u a kiss for all that hard work😘😘