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ink-and-blood-goddess · 7 months ago

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Vaako x Reader One Shot

Requested by @butchers-girl-Hey sorry late Vaako/reader Best friends pretty much hang out all the time. Reader dating someone that nobody likes at all They both have feeling for each other but to scared to say anything. Doesn't show up for a get together as planned. Vaako goes to find them and finds reader being verbally assaulted. (You decide how?) Vaako kicks his ass. Happy ever after after the admit they like each other.

A/N-After so long. It’s finally finished. Apologies for the long wait. Work and personal life kept me busy as I wrote this out earlier this month. I had fun writing this Vaako request and hope to get more in the future. Everybody enjoy 🙂

Warnings: Verbal abuse, slight physical abuse, abusive partner, slight violence, and some language

Citrus Scale: 🍎

W.C+:2.2K

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Both you and Vaako have known one another for as long as you can remember. Meeting each other the day that the Necromongers landed on your planet. Slowly starting a small friendship that began to blossom into something more. Feelings for one another.

Though neither of you have admitted feelings, but share something deep down. There was one thing that was standing between you. Your boyfriend. You were dating him before you met Vaako. Everybody, including you, didn’t like him one bit for one reason. Anger issues.

He has a tendency to take his anger out verbally, especially on you. You always thought of leaving him, but always stayed. When you met Vaako, it was your escape. Vaako made you feel safe with him at all times.

Never made you feel unwanted and stayed close by your side. See, Vaako wasn’t like him. Vaako understood you more mentally and physically. The way he caresses your face gently. Fingers ghosting over your skin. Among other things, Vaako stays by your side whenever the two of you were together for the day.

The two of you hung out almost everyday, creating a small relationship between one another. With each day spent with him, something deep down began to brew. Feelings for the Necromonger. Vaako felt the same way about, but the two of you were afraid to admit your feelings for one another.

Neither one of you would know the outcome if you admitted your feelings after a long time. You’ve kept them hidden for so long, until one night.

Vaako was pacing around in the city’s center. Both of you agreed to meet up for a night out and what time. He was there, but you weren’t. The agreed time was 7PM. He got there beforehand to meet up with you. Once 7PM came, you didn’t.

Still pacing around, he looked up at the city center’s clock tower. It was 7:38 PM now. Something isn’t right, his mind told him. Averting his gaze from the clock tower, he began looking around the center.

His Necromonger comrades were also there, either hanging out with one another or going out on a date. A hole began to form inside of his chest. This doesn’t feel right. I have to go see her. Now, his mind was racing around.

Vaako knew where you lived, since you’ve brought him over to your place several times. Your place wasn’t far from the city center, but it felt longer for him as he quickened his pace.

You were up in your bathroom getting ready. All your hair done up and in your finest evening dinner dress. A shimmering silver blue that matched with Vaako’s Necromonger armor. You were rushing through, as you were running late to meet up with Vaako.

Using a steady hand, you slowly applied the eyeliner onto your upper then lower eyelid. Blinking several times to make sure something didn’t get in. After checking for another minute, you gave yourself a little smile in the mirror.

Snapping the cap back onto the eyeliner pencil, you dropped it back into your makeup bag, zipped it, and placed it back under the bathroom counter. Checking one last time in the mirror, you gave yourself another smile.

“Going out I see,” you turned around quickly to see him standing there in the doorframe between the bedroom and bathroom. It looked like he just came home from his job. Grease stains were splattered all over his face and uniform, except his arms and hands.

“Yeah,” you finally said to him, “going out with some friends for the night and I’m already running late.” You lied, moving past him and switching the light off. Both your handbag and shoes were sitting upon the bench that sat at the foot of the bed.

Quickly you grabbed the shoes and slipped each foot into them. Then picking up the handbag, slinging it across your shoulder. The only thing left to grab was your jacket from the desk chair.

Hastily putting your arms through the sleeves and onto your shoulders. As you were about to descend down the stairs, he grabbed you by the arm with a very irritated look on his face.

“You’re seeing him aren’t you?” He asked in a deeply serious tone. “What are you talking about? It’s just some friends of mine,” you snapped back at him a little, removing your arm from his harsh grasp. “‘Just some friends of mine’.” He said, mocking you in a way. “Are you really spending the night with the girls or just him?”

Him? He must be talking about Vaako. But how would he know about Vaako? You made very sure not to mention him or be seen with him in public spaces. Something felt off with this. “You wanna know how I know about you two,” he said in a very bitter tone. “I saw you and your ‘friend’ together one night. You didn’t think I would know about you two? Well, I know enough that you’re cheating on me with him.”

Okay he was starting to get aggressive now. It was never good when he gets aggressive. Even towards you. He was going to lose it soon. Best to leave now, before something really bad happens. Turning your back towards him, you started down the stairs again with a quickened pace.

“Hey, where do you think you’re going,” asking you in an aggravated tone. “Out!” You snapped back angrily. “I’m already late as it is and I don’t want to stay here arguing with you. All you do is push me and others around, because of your fucking attitude. Vaako isn’t like that towards me. He doesn’t treat me like a piece of shit like you do almost everyday and is very gentle. You’re nothing more than a fucking creep.”

At this point, you felt your blood boiling within your skin as you raced down the stairs and out through the front door. The mixture of humidity and nighttime greeted you as you came rushing outside. You carefully and quickly walked down the front porch steps. The sound of your shoes echoing against the brick walkway.

Opening the front garden gate, you walked onto the street and started walking away. As you did, you were grabbed by the wrist. His grip tighter than the last. “Don’t you dare walk away from me you fucking bitch,” he spat in your ear, “you’re not going anywhere.”

You struggled beneath his grasp, trying to free yourself in the process. “Let go of me you fucking asshole,” you said as you continued to struggle. “No. You’re staying right here with me and away from him. I don’t know what you see in him, but you belong with me.”

He was getting more and more physical, to the point of his fingers digging deeply into your arm. Pain shooting up your arm. “He’s everything that you’re not,” you snapped back at him. Anger rushed through his veins now and he’s going to lose it. “Why you little-”

“Hey! What’s going on here,” a familiar voice quickly cut through high tension. Turning to look over your shoulder, you were completely stunned to see who was standing there. Vaako. He wasn’t in his usual Necromonger armor. Instead he was in formal military uniform for special occasions. You were both stunned and relieved to see him.

“Vaako, what are you-” you cried out in pain when your arm was yanked harder. Concern and anger washed over Vaako’s face as he stepped closer. “So you’re Vaako.” your boyfriend spat out, “heard a lot about you around here.” Pulling you closer to him and away from Vaako. He smelled of sweat and oil, making your nostrils burn.

“That you have.” He said in a calm manner. Vaako was shifting his jaw around. “From what I heard. You’ve been seeing my girl for a while. Let me tell you something buddy. SHE’S MINE YOU HEAR. SHE’S MY GIRL!” Raising his voice to the point of shouting.

You were getting very uncomfortable and scared now. Flashing your eyes towards Vaako, pleading for help. Vaako understood and began walking up closer to you. Feeling his grip getting tighter and tighter around your arm, as Vaako was getting closer and closer. Wincing at the searing hot pain shooting up and down.

Towering over both of you, Vaako felt like a shadow looming. “Who says she’s yours?” Vaako asked in a deeply serious tone. His hazel eyes searing, with hot rage. For a moment, you felt fear coursing through your boy friend’s body. This is the first time seeing him afraid.

Without thinking, your boyfriend let go of you and tossed you aside hastily. You fell backwards and onto your side. You winced again, rubbing your very sore arm.

“I say so. She’s mine and she belongs to me.” He said, while pointing a finger in Vaako’s face. This isn’t going to end well, you thought to yourself. “She doesn’t belong to anybody else. She doesn’t deserve you. Not one bit. Why don’t you get the fuck out of here and away from us.”

“Let me tell you something,” Vaako said bluntly, “(Y/N) deserves much better. The first time I met her, I felt something. I didn’t know at first, until it finally came to me. She’s like nobody else I’ve ever met. She is everything to me. The way you treat (Y/N) is very disgusting and it irks me to the fullest. I’ve never seen a common breeder like yourself treat her with such disgust. Not giving her anything in return, but with abuse and stone cold malic. You’re nothing to her and you’re very much well beneath me. There’s one thing to say. I love (Y/N).”

Vaako loves you? You felt your heart flutter all of a sudden. Vaako was admitting his feelings for you right here right now. Everything was happening so fast, your heartbeat was growing faster. Anger and fury ran through your boyfriend’s whole face. “Alright that’s it. You are going to regret everything. I’m going to teach you, you fucking-”

He balled his hand into a tight fist and was about to strike him in the face, but Vaako caught it. Then he started to twist his wrist around in the opposite direction. Your boyfriend’s face began to twist and grimace in great pain, while Vaako remained calm. You could hear small popping noises as he continued to twist it around.

As he tried to break free of Vaako’s grasp with his free hand, Vaako grabbed him by the throat at a fast pace. With all his pure strength, Vaako lifted him up with both hands and threw him over several feet like a rag doll. The sound of his body crashed against metal cans and went limp. The force of the throw knocked him out cold.

Your mouth hung open seeing what just unfolded in front of your eyes. Vaako dusted himself off and fixed his formal attire up. Then he walked over to you to see if you were alright. “Are you alright (Y/N),” he asked while kneeling down to your level and extending his hand out for you.

“Yes,” you finally said, “I’m fine. Thank you Vaako.” Grabbing a hold of his hand, Vaako placed his other one on your back and slowly helped you up off the ground. Vaako looked over you, to make sure there weren’t any cuts or bruises left behind.

“Vaako. You love me?” The question making you blush, looking at him. Vaako gave you a sad smile, with tears in his eyes. “Yes I do (Y/N).” You let out a small gasp, covering your hand over your mouth. “Oh Vaako,” you softly whispered.

“I didn’t know how to tell you (Y/N). I was so afraid of what to say. I also fear being rejected by you. I could not handle your rejection. I couldn’t live with that forever. I just ca-” You cut off Vaako by lifting yourself up, pressing your lips against his. The warmth filling up inside of your chest.

After a moment, you parted your lips from Vaako’s. His face turned to a light shade of pink, feeling flustered. “(Y/N),” he said softly. “I love you too Vaako.” You said with a bright smile.

“(Y/N), how long?” Asking in a whisper. “Since I first met you. Everyday I spent with you, it made me feel special. I also wanted to admit my feelings, but didn’t know how to tell you. After what you did for me tonight, my feelings feel heard for once. Somebody to love me back.”

Several tears ran down his face, hearing your feelings about him. Vaako leaned over and kissed you in return. After such a long time, the two of you finally admitted your feelings for one another. Vaako took in your sweet scent as he wrapped his arms around your waist.

Lifting his lips away from yours, both of you smiled in return. Feeling all warm and fuzzy all over. “Let’s go now, while the night is still upon us,” Vaako said as he took your hand in his.

“Yes.” You said as the two of you walked away hand in hand.

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weministertomonsters · 2 years ago

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Taming Siberius

"Ahahaha!" Your best friend Elan is nearly falling on the ground as he laughs, clutching his stomach.

"Will you stop?" You huff. "This isn't funny."

"Are you seriously thinking about buying that?" He wheezes. "He looks like he wants to kill you."

"If you were stuck in a cage, I'm sure you'd be pissed off too," you reason, and peer at the demon.

He looks like a model fixed up for a fantasy photo shoot. But no cameras are flashing in this display window. The horns, the silvery skin, and the platinum hair are very real. The part of the eyes that would typically be white is gold instead, and he has no irises, only pupils that are huge and cat-like as he stares, unblinkingly at you.

And you look back at him long enough to realize he's not looking at you. He's staring at nothing. It's the sort of faraway gaze you can expect from someone who is in a place they don't belong. Your heart sinks a little but you're brought back to the present when Elan says,

"Resting bitch face," and tosses a handful of popcorn at the window.

You catch the exact moment the demon snaps out of it because you see his pupils shrink and sharpen as he looks at your friend. Damn, you'd hate to be on the receiving end of that look.

"How much did you drink?" You scowl. "I knew having a night out today was a bad idea."

"So what, my boyfriend ditched me. Big deal," Elan says, wobbling. "Who gives a shit about him?"

"Can you move?" An irritated voice calls out. "The last thing I want is a drunk teenager throwing up all over my display window."

"I will have you know I'm twenty-two!" Elan calls out. "I'm a responsible adult now."

"Uh-huh, sure," the shop owner says, entirely unconvinced of the latter. "Go and be responsible somewhere else."

"Actually, I was looking to make a purchase," you pipe up.

The shop owner brightens up. "Why didn't you say so earlier? Come on in. Leave your friend outside, they should get some fresh air."

"I'll be fine!" Elan says in a sing-song voice. "Go and get yourself a little pet."

You roll your eyes and step into the shop. You wince as the heavy scent of incense hits you.

"It's for the smell," the shop owner says. "Demons have a smell you know."

"Did I need to know that?" You muse.

"You want one, don't you? It's best to be aware of all the small details. Demons aren't like dogs, you can't just send them to the pound when you get tired of 'em."

The shop owner thunks a heavy catalog onto the table and says, "Before you ask, you can order them for a fee and get them delivered as well."

"I already know which one I want to get. The demon in the display window is on sale?"

"Lord yes, please take him!" The shopkeeper says quickly.

Of course, that immediately makes you suspicious. "Why?"

The shopkeeper clears their throat and says sheepishly, "He bites."

Your confused expression probably tells them all they need to know because they sigh.

"Hold on a minute, I'll fetch him so you can have a look."

You watch as they approach the brooding demon. You can tell the shopkeeper is afraid by the way they snatch the trailing leash off the floor. You're beginning to doubt your choice as he stands up, towering head and shoulders above the shopkeeper. This demon might be the figurative mastiff of the demon world. He follows the shopkeeper, but only because he wants to.

It looks like he's a little curious about you as well.

"Open your mouth," the shopkeeper orders.

The only two things keeping the shopkeeper alive at this point are the muzzle the demon is wearing and the taser the shopkeeper holds. You know for a fact that there's enough electricity in there to kill a horse. The demon glances down at the shopkeeper, seeming to bask in the way it makes them squirm. And then those golden eyes fall on you and the demon leans down until his face is level with yours. You have a pretty good view through the bars of the muzzle as he parts his lips in a sarcastic smile. The sheer amount of needle teeth bracketed by large canines weakens your knees.

"He's bitten people with those?" You gawk. "Are those people dead or missing limbs?"

"Not that I know," the shopkeeper says. "He only bites when you're rough with him."

"Promise I'll be nice," the demon says in a cavernous rasp that startles the shopkeeper as well as you.

"Since when could you speak English?" The shopkeeper says scathingly.

The demon clamps his teeth together and says nothing else, looking vaguely amused.

"Um, he might be a little too much for me," you tell the shopkeeper. "I want a bodyguard of sorts, not a murder machine."

"This is his last chance," the shopkeeper says. "Sure you don't want him? If not, he's going to the pits."

You wince at that. As scary as he looks, this demon is almost too beautiful to get messed up in the fighting pits. You hesitate and then ask,

"Can I have a trial run with him?"

"Up to a week," the shopkeeper says.

"Okay," you say. "I'll try him out."

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I keep trying to nail down this idea I have that monsters are treated as pets, toys, or "guard dogs" at best and slaves and gladiators and scum of the earth at worst. I can't get it exactly how I want and it's making me mad.

#exophilia #terato #monster x reader #monster x human #monster lover #monsterimagine

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