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[dxmoness]

─────── NEW ROMANTICS.

✩ ིྀ ! WE'RE ALL BORED, WE'RE ALL SO TIRED OF EVERYTHING ! •˙ ⌗

��  ࣪ c. henituse + boredom has its own solutions ˖ 𖦹

“this is so boring.” cale groans as he fiddles with the piece of parchment in his hand. his eyes linger towards the female who was indulged in reading something about mystics, that he could have sworn she said was a stupid book that was nonfactual yet still read with an engrossed desire.

“Oi. Earth to name, i am in dire need of some affectionate company over here.” he seemed sarcastic in saying it, but in his heart he really did. the female did not move an inch, immediately realizing the depth of her reading he decides to take a different approach or entertainment and just simply admires her from where he is.

he sighs deeply before he buries his face in the books and sleeps. only now did name notice him, a small smile flickered on her delicate lips as she looks for something he could lay his head on that wasn't a hardbound book.

she takes off her own coat, not at all minding the freezing frostbite of air she felt as she folds it up and places it under his head, slipping off the book and replacing it in a quick motion.

proud of her work, she made the decision to return to her book. before she could, cale’s hand shot out and kissed her soft fingers. his lips grazing on her knuckles brought more than enough colour to her pale skin.

embarrassed as she was, she gave him a playful swat and left. leaving a chuckling cale behind.

✩ ིྀ ! HEARTBREAK IS OUR NATIONAL ANTHEM, WE SING IT PROUDLY ! •˙ ⌗

𓂃  ࣪ j. agriche + how to get away from political marriage ˖ 𖦹

for some reason, her best friend jeremy had the sudden idea to meet her in the woods in secret and she hasn't the foggiest idea why.

but like the good friend she is, she went anyway. she enters the quiet midst of the forest. her eyes look warily around her, noticing a whine of a horse she follow the direction of the sound.

she finds jeremy, sitting on his horse. his blue eyes seem to shine when he sees her. he slides off and takes her hand, kissing it gently.

“lovely to see you've come, my beautiful lady.” you could swear it almost sounded sincere, but that is simply uncertain due to jeremy being an agriche by heart.

“yes, yes. what's the meaning of this?” she responds, her response seemed to make him flinch.

“i’ve upset you, my lady. that was not my intention.” jeremy murmured. “but let's get straight to the point, i'm here to let you in on one or my schemes.” he could tell this peaked her fragile line of interest. “i need you to be my pretty mistress.”

“what?!” she is stunned to say the least. and she had every right to be.

he gave a small smile to her outburst. “my father wants me in a political marriage and i do not like the woman i’ve been paired up with.” “so you're asking me to helo you break here heart?” name asks and he nods. “are you insane? sign me in.” she grins and jeremy chuckles, patting her head.

in the end, the fake relationship for heartbreak turned to a real one that they consummated quickly.

✩ ིྀ ! PLEASE TAKE MY HAND AND PLEASE TAKE ME DANCING ! •˙ ⌗

𓂃  ࣪ h. niccolo + a dance with the marquis ˖ 𖦹

it all went by so fast, the marquis spoke with her and a moment later took her to dance. his fingers intertwined with hers, his arm on her waist. the two of them swayed gracefully on the dance floor.

their dance seemed to catch everyone's attention as everyone seemed mesmerized. it ie understandable. even she is. the marquis is beautiful, breathtaking. words could not describe his elegance, his looks. he is an angel that descended from heaven.

and to be dancing with him? that is a high honour for her. she is absolutely in awe. also quite panicky. she didn't want to do any wrong, especially not with him as her partner.

he suddenly carried her and spun her around moving her down, they spin and twirl for ages. when they finish, he guides her to the quieter parts of the party. his eye filled with love and admiration as he kisses her on the hand.

“thank you dearest. it was a lovely time to dance with you.” hie voice is soft, gentle, soothing... his purple eyes is fixated on her own. his hand slipe and caresses her cheek. “you look ravishing, my lady.”

this brought a flush of colour on her cheeks. “thank you..”

“no problem.” he smiles and kisses her cheek so suddenly. “please excuse me now, lovely. i’ll see you again sometime, yes?” he asks, and she nods.

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[roseapov]

Older Sibling

Roxana & GN!Reader

Tw: obsession, family issues, kidnapping, mentions of murder, manipulation, favouritism

Povtober 2023, Day 27 [Masterlist]

As one of the older children of the Agriche house, you were cherishing the authority it gave you, yet you never were arrogant about it.

You always secretly helped your younger siblings, especially Roxana, she was your favorite. Ever since the incident with Ashil happened, you took her into a special care.

She, rightfully was distrusting towards you, after all her brother just died and some older half-sibling took an interest in her? No, thank you.

It took quite some time warming her up to you, yet you never stopped, wanting to be her comfort and safe place.

Soon you two started to slowly share things about yourself, and listened actively to the other side, trying to remember every word.

Roxana soon found herself longing for your presence, your every praise being her life line. To get your praise, she started becoming more cruel, raising in the family rank.

Yet when the words of appreciation never left your lips, she lounged herself at you, not letting you go, muttering under her nose incoherent babbling.

Be glad that you haven't heard what she said-

She also started neglecting Jeremy, everything to be in your presence for a little longer. He wanted to hate you, you take his precious sister away from him, yet he couldn't. You were too good to be hated, you also helped him when he was at his worst.

He never forgot it, considering you a decent company to his beloved sister. One that he wouldn't mind, getting the attention of. Yet that burning jealousy..

Slowly Roxana became desperate, if she wouldn't successfully help Cassis run away from her family manor, she would lose you.

Ignoring the fact that she could die, she can't let you die. You're too good to die this way, and that's exactly why, you're also getting dragged into saving Cassis plan.

If she were to go down, you would go down with her

With your support the plan had a higher chance to succeed, which means higher chances of your survival, and hers too, she supposes.

So imagine her bliss when the plan worked. She did it! You both did it!

You're gonna survive!

And will live by her side for a lot longer.

[dxmoness]

─────── YOU'RE HERE WITH ME. . .

━━━━ dion agriche. manhwa. twtpflob

‣ fluff with a twist ending! no warnings . ୨:୧

‣ masterlist . recent works . dion agriche ━━━━

Dion wakes up, the feeling of something heavy on his chest was unmistakable. It was her, his beautiful darling.

A smile appears on his lips as he leaned and kissed her soft skin. This caused her to wake and stare at him. His red eyes show joy in them as his hand runs through her hair, his fingers working their tangles.

"Mine..." He whispered sweetly as he kissed her passionately.

She smiles at him as his darling stands up and walks maybe she was going to make their food. He stretched his hands before he gets up to follow her.

His arm wraps around her as he buries his face in her neck, taking in her scent. The scent that drove him mad.

"What are you making?" He peeks to see her mixing batter. Thirty minutes later, both of them sat eating the muffins she made for them with some tea paired up with it.

Then he helps her out their cottage. This is where he retreated after all the chaos with his family. The place where he and his darling could stay without anyone from his family attempting to murder her.

He watches as she goes to tend to one of their flower patches. A small smile appears on his lips as he steps forward to her. He kneels next to the crouching female, his hand reaching out to tuck a strand of hair back in place.

After tending to the plants, the two went horseback riding. Dion behind her, arms wrapped protectively around the female's waist. They took four laps through the normal trail before his darling starts going around random directions. Since he knew this forest well he allowed her to do what she wished. Then the two went back to the cottage where they ate lunch and lay together on the bed for rest.

Now it was evening, they were both on the sofa now. His head on her lap while she read. He, on the other hand, remained quiet and watched her. She was even more beautiful in the moonlight.

The two of them did this routine everyday. Eat breakfast, tend to the garden, horseback riding, eat lunch, nap together, eat dinner, read together or play games. Then it ended with sleeping together.

Now he comes back to his old home. His hand still on his darling's as he enters. Roxana greets him, not warmly but not coldly either. There is a certain tone to her voice as she speaks. "Is something wrong, Dion?"

"Name, don't run now..." Then a flash of alarm appears on Roxana's normally cold facade. "Dion?" "Yes?" "Did you say 'Name'?" "Yes, why?"

"Name died during the battle of our house years ago..."

─────── NOTE?!

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─────── iNViTATiONS?!

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[dxmoness]

𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐋𝐔𝐌 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐈𝐒 𝐕𝐈𝐃𝐈 | 𝐋. 𝐀𝐠𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐞

You are the fifth wife of the infamous Lant Agriche. Yes, fifth. This man had four more wives that were unknown to you due to him excluding you out of his estate.

He claims that you were the most special amongst them therefore it'd be best to keep you away. Going on about how his wives could be in jealousy and murder you even.

Though you pretended to believe his word for it. You knew better. If a husband pushes you to the side away from his life, that means dark matters were at hand.

In truth the way you two hit off wasn't the most effective way of doing so. Just to make it simple, he had just decided to come ‘visit’ your father and murdered him and a dozen others in your household whilst keeping you as a trophy of his feat.

A trophy that was later found more useful than others. He had threatened to kill you at first until a night when you unleashed a demon inside of you, quite literally. The demon had swarmed and nearly killed your now husband. All for the sake of protecting you from harm.

That incident caused the entire discussion that was later referred to as a marriage contract. In which he'd provide you everything you wish for and all you have to do was sit, look pretty and bear his children.

To this you agreed. Why bother ruining an opportunity of living a life of near luxury and most likely die in the hands of some human trafficker? Plus he wouldn't be paying attention to you anyway. After all he's got all those wives pent up in his home.

You now stood in the presence of your husband who seemed quite intent in knowing what you or your children had become after the two months he left you alone in. His eyes landed on the children next to you who seemed ever so cold towards their father.

"Good work." A praise that was so hollow anyone could tell so. "Can they do what you can yet?" As expected a question towards their way of things.

"Not yet." A whispered answer came from you as your eyes came to contact with his.

"‘Not yet’?" Lant growled with annoyance. "I thought we agreed to keep working until they manage. It's only a few days left until our sons come to contact and fight against the other children."

‘Our sons’ you almost scoffed at that. He didn't even care about them at all. The audacity of calling them his sons was infuriating. Last thing they'd, so did you, was to call him father or husband and him to call you all sons and wife.

"Steady progression is better than rushing." You responded plainly. "If we rush, the demons may not gain strength and will most likely not hesitate to make the host feel immense pain." It was no lie coming from your mouth. Steady progression was best for taming demons. If the demon is rushed it will not do your bidding. Indeed it'd rather be a menace than other.

A strike at your cheek caused you to stumble as your hand touched the now red side. It burned like hell. Touching it made it worse. You were sure it'd leave a bruise later on.

"I don't care if they feel ‘immense pain’, they are Agriches." Lant was infuriated. "If you don't make them as good by then, the next day you will receive their heads at your doorstep."

Your lips gave a quiver as you realize the danger your children could be in for. "Very well." A hushed response from you made him satisfied.

Days loomed by and your sons were now perfectly using their demons in fighting. The demons were more than one which was shocking for you, for it took you too long to understand or tame such demons. Perhaps that's where Lant's genes went to. It didn't matter. Now it was the day of the special test.

Your husband's blind arse told you not to worry one bit because they'll be alright. Tell that to the others who died years past! You could almost scoff at his excuses.

When your door swung open, your heart pounded with nervousness. In front of you was a masked man. His eyes gleaming at you, he stepped aside to reveal your children practically unscathed. You rushed to them, tears falling as you hugged them.

"Great work." Your eyes lift to see Lant standing there as well. Your fury was triggered upon just hearing his disgusting voice as your body screamed ‘kill him’, you would. If only there was no guard with him much to your annoyance there were loads. "Don't you think they did well, dear?" He brought your children to a situation as the such and expected you to say that they did well? Sure they did do well in finishing the test with flying colors but it was still infuriating when he expected you to enjoy the thought of bringing your children to a dangerous place.

"...yes. i do believe so." You're practically trying your hardest to resist the temptations of releasing a demon to slowly and rather painfully kill the son of a bitch in front of you. But revenge will need to wait. First you must prepare that day and when it happens, you will bathe in the sweet indulgence of vengeance while watching him suffer.

Your children grow amongst the Agriche children to be the greatest. Even surpassing the ugly half-sibling, Fontaine who was undeniably disgusting and troublesome in terms of activities that he keeps up. But that didn't matter since your children advanced him, ranking top in the chain.

Pleased with their wonderful achievements, you made sure to ensure that everyone knew that if they were to lay one single finger on your children with wrong intentions in mind, you'd kill them and enjoy it.

“How are you faring, sweetling?” Your husband inquires while pouring himself and you some wine to celebrate yet another victory of the children you bore; they had fought against Lant's other children whom you'd just recently met as well as his other supposed wives.

You couldn't help but nearly scoff when you saw the women he had wed, all were pathetic in their own ways. But one of them made you wish to protect her in a way. That one unique wife was none other than Sierra. The woman seemed traumatized, unable to form a complete sentence and always seemed closed off.

You admit that you were curious so the only thing you could have done was spoken to the woman. And speak you did, she ie surprisingly cheerful to be with and she is such a sweetheart. It warmed your heart but you were also reminded that you still had a duty as a wife of Lant, that duty being someone who shows no weakness.

"I've been alright." You respond calmly, sipping your tea. Your eyes do not know where to rest, but you knew it would be better if they don't rest on him.

"Are you truly alright?" Lant seems rather suspicious this evening and it's evident. You nod, remaining calm and unbothered by his suspicion. You will not show him anything that could have him questioning everything.

"Very well." Lant returns to drinking his tea which you knew was mixed with some sort of alcoholic drink. You wanted to pour your own tea at him, but you knew that'd make him fly into a terrifying rage. You excuse yourself and head to your chambers for the night.

That was close, your demons grow restless. All are eager to savour him, but you must wait. You're reminded by your conscience. Patience. But why wait when he's right there? Your demons were countering your own thoughts. You take a deep breath, clenching your hands to regain the power between the battle of your mind and the demons that are becoming insufferable by the second.

You enter your chambers and wave aside the maids, asking them to leave. Alone, you massage your head as you continuously hear from them who live inside you. No. You said firmly to the desires of those who were trying to take the reins.

They are angry, but you did not care. You will wait. Until the time has come, they will remain abstain whether they like it or not.

Slowly, the time came at last. Your husband is before you, you had summoned him here. His suggestive remarks were implying that he thinks you've summoned him for other matters.

He wraps his arms around your waist and pulls you to him, your bodies pressing close. You close your eyes and count to five then everything went dark, at least, for you.

When you regain control of the vessel known as your body, you're greeted with the sight of Lant on the floor bleeding out. A cruel laugh escapes you. "Did you truly think thay they'd accept you as my husband? That I'd accept you as my husband?" Your smirk towards him earns a strangled noise from him.

"Oh how silly of me, I forget you can't speak when you're choked! But of course you knew that right?" She referenced a time in their life when he had choked her to shut her up and she'd passed out.

She snapped her fingers and the strangling is put to a halt. "Please...Name, don't." Your husband's weak and frail voice was music to your ears. Despite it being a plead to let him live, it only fueled your thirst for his death if anything else.

"Let me think, hmm." You pretend to think and then you gave an all-knowing smile and shake your head. "I'm afraid, no." She says softly as you step away from him. The demons around him stare with hunger in their eyes.

You turn swiftly and leave the room, leaving them to enjoy their snack. There are screams, violent but oh so melodious screams. Then there's an eerie silence afterwards, he is dead. The whole house knows so.

There's a summoning, everyone must come. The crowds of the Agriche family enter in silence. The demons loom in the sides of the room, they leave the children and wives glancing with fear-stricken expressions. The wives were especially horrified at the prospect of you sitting on the dead head's supposed throne.

You sit on what was once his seat, your children coming forth. "Is he dead?" Your eldest son Alexander asks with a soft voice.

You nod. "He's gone now. No one will hurt you anymore." You kiss his brow and then turn to the rest of the wives, a smile tugging on your lips. She meets to Sierra's horror for only a moment's time. "The head of the Black Agriche is dead, I am the one you have to deal with now."

[dxmoness]

─────── LOVE MADE ME CRAZY?!

━━━━ dion agriche. manhwa. twtpflob.

‣ fluff! reader is referred to as ‘you’, soft Dion! . ୨:୧

‣ masterlist . recent works . twtpflob. ━━━━

A loveless marriage. that's what this was supposed to be. A loveless and fruitless marriage between you and dion agriche.

Now why couldn't you do that, you may ask so kindly? Because this damnable husband of yours is a clingy puppy over you. Well, perhaps that's an overstatement but still. He was extremely against the rules of your supposed 'loveless marriage' as to him this was no marriage or just mere inconvenience, but rather a marriage where he finally has someone to talk with and do whatever he likes with (as long as you're comfortable, of course.).

Dion was known to be cold, calculating, ruthless, a complete psychopath but to you? He acts like a gentleman, if not that then perhaps just a clingy male who wanted every bit of affection he could get from you. Maybe it was because of his past experiences where he never got affection, but one thing was for sure the man would never leave you alone. No.

This morning was no different, you woke up and the first thing you feel is a heavy weight on half of your body, mostly the lower half. But a slightly lighter feeling was at your chest. You knew who it was of course thus you kept still. It would be a great disappointment to Dion if you dare move and tell him you do not wish to sleep in as you two normally do when he returns from a long hard work during one of his many missions.

After an hour, you finally make your movement to shift around. This was a sign to tell him to get up and start getting ready for the day. On a normal basis it would've worked but you knew better when it came to his return days.

The male absolutely refused to move out of your body. Especially not when he was feeling so much warmth against you. It'd be unforgivable to do such a terrible deed, that's what he thinks at the very least.

"Dion." Your tone was tired but it held firmness. It made Dion groan before he turned, finally letting you breathe smoothly once more.

His red eyes stare at you blankly at first, but then filling with utmost respect minutes later. "Good morning." His voice was sleepy and low. His eyes show dark circles under them, an unhealthy sign.

"Good morning." You answer, your hand reaching to stroke his hair. A move that deliberately gets Dion on his knees trying to reach your fingers.

He leans up and instead kissed you. His blanket gives way and makes the sight of his chest and undeniably tone and fit body in display for your eyes to see. Such a sight brought heat to your cheeks, a blush creeping forth bringing your thoughts deliberately known.

Dion simply grins as he pins you down. "Let's sleep some more." He spoke so kindly and smoothly, you wouldn't dare say no now, would you?

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━━━━ no one.

[roseapov]

Reverse

Cassis x GN!Reader

Tw: obsession, killing, power imbalance, possessiveness, manipulation, slavery, Stockholm syndrome?

Povtober 2023, Day 25 [Masterlist]

Right now you're totally not standing before kneeling Cassis, totally not. Completely not.

...

So now you're standing before kneeling Cassis and you have no idea what to do with it.

You still could feel the burning stare of Roxana as your father gave Cassis to you, instead of her.

Shivers went down your spine at the thought of the wrath of your older sister, that was placed upon you.

How badly you wanted to end it before she did it before you. But she had different plans.

She wouldn't hurt you, don't worry, you were her favorite character.

Her first plan of freeing Cassis failed, but she still could use you and the fact that in the novel Cassis fell in love with you, to her advantage.

But what she hadn't foresaw was the fact that, Cassis fell madly in love with you. Madly, as in I will kill for you way.

So now, she had a hard time approaching you ever since, with Pedelian acting as your guard dog, who you took everywhere with you. You surely did get attached.

But even then you still remain completely oblivious, how are you not dead yet, to your slave growing possessiveness.

With time even Roxana started to doubt if he ever wanted to go back. No matter how she tried, she could never get him to leave you. Not even for a moment.

And that's when everything started to go downhill for you. Even when Cassis never showed it, he had every intention of running away from your family manor.

Who do you take him for? Of course he will take you with him!

And so, he started scheming with Roxana, giving her the feeling of the upper hand, while under her nose planned to take you with him.

When he succeeded you got degraded from the beloved lady of the Agriche, cause how are you not dead yet? They surely must love you a lot, to a doll.

A doll for him to dress up and admire, it unnecessarily reminded you of your aunt, Maria.

You want to go back? Haha, yeah, no.

You can do anything but that. You can want anything and he shall happily provide, just not it.

Oh poor you, completely spoiled and taken care of you. It must be hard being away from your family full of psychopaths, right?

Are you sure you still don't want to stay here?

[dxmoness]

FORBIDDEN | TWTPFLOB

[ AUTHOR NOTE ] This is just brain rot dw about it lmao

[ WARNINGS ] cheating, yandere doings, forced kissing, mentions of Fontaine forcing himself on reader

[ PRONOUNS ] she/her

[ CHARACTERS ] Dion Agriche

Y/N was Fontaine's newly wedded wife. As anyone could probably tell their lovelife was one sided whereas Fontaine was extremely in love with her and wanted to do anything with her while Y/N hated the thought of even being in bed with him.

Dion was Y/N's brother-in-law who for some reason was always there when she needed someone to cry to. Every single time.

In truth, what Y/N didn't know was that Dion was supposed to be her fiancé. Dion and not Fontaine but Lant Agriche had cared to notice the desperation of Fontaine's behavior towards the mere thought of marrying her so he agreed. Another reason was because Dion would be in more missions than Fontaine would ever be.

Now he stood, regretting every decision. He had been with Y/N today. Her smiles and genuine gestures made everything clear. She wanted him more than Fontaine. He didn't need to hear it from her, he could read expressions.

But today held a very traumatizing day for both of them. There was a gala held as a celebration for one year marriage between Fontaine and Y/N, in this they acted as if they were strangers mostly but there were times when he'd touch her inappropriately in front of others.

The feeling was uncomfortable and he didn't stop even when she asked him. He'd only guilt trip her into allowing him to resume his disgusting actions.

Dion wanted to murder him, right then and there he really did. He was infuriated and disgusted to even be labeled the same last name as that man. But this wasn't the worse that would occur tonight.

He was walking down the hall when he heard shrieking. Y/N.

It was as if something was making her feel pain, but he figured out it was a someone rather than a something just moments later.

Y/N had been running from Fontaine because he told her planned to do some things she couldn't even say or think about with feeling disgusted. Fontaine caught her though and pulled her to a forced kiss, this went on for ages until he forced himself completely onto her.

The next day she awoke, disgraced and in pain. She wanted to stay in here for long but her in-laws would wonder what had happened so she slipped off the bed. The moment she stood on firm ground, she collapsed on the floor, tears streaming down her face as she felt like she'd been destroyed.

Just as she had managed to dress and rush out, Dion appeared. His eyes filled with concern, then surprise, then hatred bubbled in him. "Y/N..." Dion started but she covered his mouth.

Shaking her head, she lets go of him pressing a finger on her lips. Dion didn't understand why she didn't want to call for help or check this out to the physician but he didn't contradict. Not when his darling was in pain like this. His hand rests on her head as he hesitantly pats her. He was new to giving affection and still was learning how to be the better man, learning for her.

But whether or not he knew to be affectionate, Y/N still appreciated his efforts. She was quiet but calm as he carried her back to the room, laying her on the bed.

"Tea?" He asks softly before she nods. "Okay." He rang for a maid and called for a cup of tea to be given to Y/N in her chambers. He stayed there a while, watching her making sure was alright. Like a good husband would, if only he was her husband.

When he was about to leave, Y/N grabs him. Her eyes seem to beg for him to stay before she even said the words. "Stay. Please?" She said, her voice said everything. She wanted his affection and needed his undivided attention.

He nods. "Okay." His voice was soft and held sincerity. Something he normally doesn't give off. He hugged her as they lay on the bed, in the comfort of each other's arms.

[dxmoness]

𝐔𝐧𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝 | 𝐓𝐰𝐨.

It's been a while since Cassis has been held captive here. During these draining times, Name always checked on him. Always.

Though the urge could be resisted, she honestly refused not to.

He is able to wake up and stay up for long periods of time now which she took as a good thing.

"Cassis?" She calls out softly, entering the room where he was held in. This room was given by Roxana as a place he could rest to which Roxana was the only one who was allowed to come here. But, she knew ways to come in and out of here.

The male that was called looked up, his golden eyes seemingly cautious but trusting towards her. He'd learned to do that after being here for a while. "Miss...?" He looked puzzled. She understood why. She told him she wouldn't be able to visit him for a while, but this was important.

She puts down the basket filled with fruit and medicine to tend to his slowly healing wounds. "Are you alright?" Straightforward and firm. That was how she is and always will be. It did not matter to Cassis though he was grateful.

"Yes, of course thanks to you." His puzzled expression remains, but his voice is kind. "And Roxana." He added.

"Mhm." She simply hums. "Turn around, please." She said to which Cassis obliges without another word. Then, she gets work with his wounds.

This was unnecessary for he could just heal himself but for some reason it just felt...right.

The way her fingers caress his wounds and the gentleness in them. It made his poor heart flutter, much to his confusion. Such an Agriche made him want to save her if it meant to betray his family's words. "Miss?"

"Hmm?" A single hum spoke the question. "Do you like it here?" A weird question comes with a confused reaction.

"Huh?" "I mean..." Cassis stumbled for words. The reaction caught him off guard so now he was confused on what else to say. "Do you like living here?" This one was clearer than the last so Name understood it well.

"Yes. Why?" She asks, her answer was short and straightforward.

"Nothing." Then the awkward silence returns, drowning both of them. The female finally finished the last of his wrappings as she wipes her hands in a piece of cloth she brought.

"There, done." She announces, making Cassis reach backwards to feel the bandages that wove around his chest and back.

"Thank you, miss." She simply nods before she reaches into the basket once more and pulls out freshly cut apple slices. "Want one?" She offered them to him to which he takes them with gratitude.

The male takes one and nibbles it, suspicious of possible poison. When he feels that he is still intact he eats four more after.

"May I ask something?" "Mm." "Is that a yes?" "Mhm." "Can I ask what is your name?" She chews on the apple slice she had popped in her mouth and swallowed it before answering.

"Name Agriche." "Oh, pleased to meet you... Can I call you by your first name?"

This question makes her pause. A silence that lasts a few minutes before she drew a long breath.

"Sure."

─────── NOTE?!

hello, an update to this fic series at long last! how's everyone doing? hope everyone enjoyed this, i promise to do more soon! Also how do you all like the new banner :D?

─────── INVITATIONS?!

➻ @that-one-pretty-bitch , @cerisearan , @ykassu , @lxdymoon0357 , @studyylviee , @akashathorn , @glaciuswduo

[dxmoness]

─────── A HELLFIRE’S LIST: 002!

‣ THE WAY TO PROTECT THE FEMALE LEAD'S OLDER BROTHER. ୨:୧

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━━ SERIES ⸝⸝ !!

━━ FOREVER BROKEN ⸝⸝ !! :: FT. DION AGRICHE.

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━━ MONOMANIA ⸝⸝ !! :: FT. DION AGRICHE, EROS VASILIOS.

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━━ UNREQUITED ⸝⸝ !! :: FT. CASSIS PEDELIAN.

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━━ FICS ⸝⸝ !!

─────── ROXANA AGRICHE?!

━━ NOTHING YET ⸝⸝ !!

─────── CASSIS PEDELIAN?!

━━ NOTHING YET ⸝⸝ !!

─────── DION AGRICHE?!

━━ LOVE MADE ME CRAZY ⸝⸝ !! :: SOLO FIC!

━━ FORBIDDEN ⸝⸝ !! :: SOLO FIC!

━━ YOU'RE NOT LEAVING ME ⸝⸝ !! :: MULTI-MANHWA!

─────── JEREMY AGRICHE?!

━━ DREAMS ⸝⸝ !! :: SOLO FIC!

─────── SIDE NOTE: I WILL STILL DO ANY OTHER CHARACTER BUT THESE ARE JUST THE MAIN ONES THAT I WRITE FOR!

[roseapov]

Fics planning:

2023 year:

Christmas Genshin fic

Christmas HSR fic

Christmas Twtpflob fic

Christmas Htgmhoms/Htwmho fic

Christmas Wmmap fic

Christmas TWST fic

Finishing Povtober if possible

Writing a new birthday series (Surprise!)

Just saying that this new birthday series will still start in 2024, regardless if I will start writing it in 2023 or 2024.

Early 2024 (I hope):

Finishing Povtober if I won't be able to in December

Diasomnia 6 days, 8 fics drop (still thinking about the name)

Lilia x reader x Malleus + Silver and Sebek platonically (everyone yandere) - foreshadowed on Halloween

Readers are like/look like Meleanor and gives Diasomnia boys emotional damage, especially Lilia and Malleus💔

THAT ONE Leona fic

THAT ONE Farena fic (OG, Leona version is the extra one)

'First First fic' who was supposed to be my first one, but it never did - Theory, what if

Upgrading differences between Overseer and Player (TWST Self Aware)

Expanding TWST Self Aware AU Universe

Just before anything happens, I'm reminding that it's only planning! It all can change and I can also not follow it. It's just to give me directions in which I should go, and a view on my future works for you!