#your majesty please don't kill me again

[harunayuuka2060]

WHB Not A Descendant (Cont.)

*In the kings' groupchat*

Satan: Oi, Levi! Isn't it time for you to send MC back?

Leviathan: *sent a photo*

Leviathan: The human's first angel kill.

Beelzebub: Keke! What's up with that?

*In the photo, MC looks like they had their graduation picture taken while holding the severed head of an angel.*

Leviathan: I'm just showing you the amount of potential they have if they were to stay permanently in Hades.

Satan: No. Sitri's been nagging at me to get them back.

Beelzebub: And so is Bael. Keke!

Leviathan: If you can convince Foras, that is. He's already in a one-sided relationship with them.

Beelzebub: ??????

Satan: ??????

Satan: Why would he hurt himself like that?

Beelzebub: Are devils of Hades masochistic??

Leviathan: Do you want me to kill you?

Sitri: Let go of my child.

Foras: MC is capable of making their own decisions.

MC: *the two devils are pulling on each side of their arms*

MC: You are going to rip my arms off.

Sitri: Did you hear that, Sir Foras? You're hurting them!

Foras: If you would just let go—

Mammon: What is this? A child's play?

Foras and Sitri: Y-Your Majesty Mammon?

Mammon: *his eyebrow raised* This human is fragile. Don't you think you should handle them with more care?

Foras and Sitri: ...

Foras and Sitri: *both let go of their arms*

MC: ...

Mammon: How do you feel?

MC: My arms feel numb.

Foras: I'm sorry...

Sitri: Please forgive me, MC...

MC: *looking at Mammon* What are you doing here?

Mammon: *smiles* I'm here to personally invite you to Tartaros.

MC: *makes an unethusiastic expression*

MC: Traveling again?

Mammon: It will be a short trip. Let's go.

MC: Wait. *summons their box*

Mammon: What is that?

MC: A box.

Mammon: ...

Foras: It is their personal coffin.

Mammon: ...

Mammon: *sympathetically* Is Leviathan treating you poorly?

MC: No. I'm just lazy.

Mammon: ...

Mammon: *laughs*

Valefor: Oh! Is that the human?

Mammon: Yes. MC, introduce yourself. *pulls them out of the box like a kitten*

MC: ...

MC: *bored tone* MC.

Bimet: This one has no manners.

MC: I'm in energy-saving mode.

Bimet: What nonsense is that?

MC: ...

MC: *wiggles free from Mammon's grip and slides back down into their box*

Mammon: ...

MC: Cover, please.

Mammon: Here you go. *puts the cover of the box*

Eligos: ...

Eligos: They seem more tired than the last time we met.

Valefor: *chuckles* They're adorable.

Mammon: ...

Mammon: Their box looks cheap.

Bimet: Well, it fits a stray kitten like them.

[mortallyclassypizza]

Why does Her Majesty keep asking my opinion on her rulings? That is not my purview, nor my place to comment on. What does a weapon know of governance? I am honed only to cut and kill, how would I presume to know better than a princess?

Please just unsheathe me and point me at your enemies. The blade tires of its scabbard, I yearn to fight and spill blood in your honor. Please, I beg you. Command me to vanquish the unworthy. Who could be worthy of you, after all? I live to be your tool, the edge with which you slay your foes. My body aches to be used, to go into battle again, whispering your name as I risk my life and limb.

Please allow me to kill for you. Order me to. Don't look at me with those kind eyes, I do not deserve them. I am nothing if I cant fight your battles. If I dull, what purpose will I serve you, rough and unrefined as I am? I cannot afford to be discarded, I must prove my usefulness. So, please, wield me. I want nothing more.

[kingconia]

TWISTED WONDERLAND'S ROYAL BOYS WITH S/O, WHO IS THEIR SWORN PROTECTOR

Riddle Rosehearts. ❤️

— You are something between his protector, and, basically, a... Tutor? Governess? It is hard to tell, but his mother insisted on keeping him safe and controlled;

— You tried to do that, by the way. But it killed you to see him struggling, being stripped away from a proper childhood;

— From the other side, there wasn't much you could do. If his mother noticed some strangeness, she would find him a new guard, and you wasn't sure that they will be as kind as you;

— You secretly left him some chocolate and other tokens, writing him about how proud you are. He figured out that it was you, of course, but both of you never discussed it;

— You follow him to the NRC, and that is where you could finally act freely around him. Though, you still follow a strict rules—knowing how much Riddle values them—you still try to prove him that life is much more than that.

•

”Lady Y/n, I hope you understand that I could get you fired,” Riddle says, voice coming so small that it is hardly threatening. ”You are crossing lines.”

You smile, lowering your head instinctively, as you kneel in front of him.

”Of course.”

”You are disobedient,” he continues, his bottom lip trembling. ”It is against rules, and you know that. You should be punished according to them.”

”I understand. That will be done,” your eyes are meeting his. ”But for now, my majesty... Will you blow your candles?”

Riddle stares at the little cake that you made yourself, quietly and secretively, while he studied throughout the day, and lets out a very quiet sob. His eyes are watery, when he nods.

”And, please, don't forget about your wish.”

He nods again, still not trusting his voice. When he finishes, you are clapping at him proudly, rushing to serve him a cake.

I can have everything I want, but all I would ask, it is for you to stay by my side, Lady Y/n.

He never punishes you for that, in the end.

Kalim Al-Asim. 💛

— A sworn protector? Oh, please, he thinks you are his friend from the very beginning. And your attempts to explain to him that you are here for completely another thing, fail;

— You are really fond of him, but you feel like allowing him to see you as a friend is a direct threat to his safety, and therefore, you always deny him and his attempts to become friends;

— Kalim is really reckless, and sometimes naive. It gives you a heart attack all the time, and you can't help but be clued to him, just in case if anything happens;

— Kalim doesn't really take you seriously, though? Yes, he knows you are powerful, and you can fight and kill, but, eh, what else? You are sweet, and you are his friend anyway;

— Still, it hurts him when you so actively refuse to be called as one, insisting that you are a mere guard. Not because of himself. He just thinks it is sad that you consider yourself to be just a tool under the royal family.

•

You walk soundlessly, as you move behind Kalim, keeping the distance in ten steps, following the common royal code.

Neither of you speak, and Kalim seems to be not in the spirit. Which is rare and disturbing, but you assume it is something related to Jamil.

”Am I allowed to ask a question?” You dare to murmur, voice so quiet that it is barely heard.

”...Yes, Y/n,” he answers immediately.

Sometimes, you don't speak for days, mere being his shadow, nodding and shrugging if questions asked, trusting Kalim to understand. That is why your voice is always a music to his ears, a very awaited sound.

”Had something happened between you and Jamil, my prince?”

He stops, and you stop as well. Your brows furrowing, waiting for the answer.

”Why would you care, Y/n?” He wonders suddenly. ”Jamil is clearly not a threat to my well-being. If anything, he keeps me alive simply by cooking.”

You know that as well. Yet, you can't help but worry about his state.

”Because...” Your voice trails off, as you can't say a true reason behind your question. ”No, you are right, of course.”

Kalim ignores your last sentence, before finally turning to face you. His expression is thoughtful, with a slight curiousity on the bottom of his eyes.

”Could it be... That you care about me as a friend?”

You gulp, and he notices that. But you can't deny it. Lying to him wasn't something you could do, anyway.

”...It could.”

His face brightens.

You can't take it back now.

Malleus Draconia. 💚

— His grandmother chose the fairest, the strongest fae to the role of his sworn protector, of course. She loves him, she wants to make sure he is safe, all the time;

— Malleus was a quite likeable person, and you grow fond of him in an instant, promising yourself to keep him safe all the time;

— But who would've thought that it is not murder attempts that you will ought to protect him, but evil words of his peers?;

— Watching him being lonely, mistreated and misunderstood made you sick. More than anything in the world, you want Malleus to be happy and fit in the society, but it is a hard task, even for you;

— Unlike Kalim, he doesn't call you friend, but he really wants too. He is too shy, and fears that he mistook your responsibility as a guardian as kindness.

•

”Please, be careful, my prince,” you mutter, eyes fixated on Malleus's back as he works on making gargoyle, working with a stone and carved knife. “You put too much strength, and it can hurt you.”

Malleus sighs, but slows down as you asked him to. Your shoulders relax, and contained with his pace, you return to reading a book you brought with you.

”I am fae, lady Y/n,” he says. ”Just as you, I am quite immortal and very hard to hurt. You shouldn't be worried about little scratches.”

You are aware that Malleus will not die from a single cut. Yet, you are genuinely concerned about his state in every possible way, starting with physical well-being, and finishing with mental one.

”Perhaps,” you agree reluctantly. ”But, my prince, I care about you deeply. Not just as your sworn protector, but as a... Ah, how Lilia says that? A part of the family, right. You are a part of my family, my prince. It is only natural for me to— Oh! My prince!”

You can't even finish your sentence as the stone cracks in two pieces from careless, too nervous, hit from Malleus. You run to him, so worried, instantly taking his bleeding hand in your own, that can't notice the redness of his cheeks.

”Family...” He whispers.

”I told you to be careful!” You hiss, completely forgetting about subordination. “Ugh...”

Yet, he manages to give you a little smile.

Now, he knows more.

Leona Kingscholar. 🧡

— As a second to the throne, Leona might or might not be in danger all the time, and, of course, Farena found him a sworn protector eventually. In fact, he found a kid, to grow up around Leona as his guard;

— In the childhood, he always fought between an urge to send you away and humiliate, and to talk with you about his interests, because no one cared about him;

— But the fact that it is your job to be around him, made him to stop most of the time. He couldn't consider your interest in him as a sincere one;

— It didn't get better later. Quite opposite. When both of you became a part of NRC, he dismissed you completely, telling you that from now, his only servant is Ruggie;

— You felt betrayed. Not just because you was replaced, and it was your only job, but because you genuinely cared about him all these years, despite everything.

•

”Huh?” Leona glances at a fancy box on his table. ”Ruggie, whose gift is that?”

His birthday was a mess—in a good way—and he spent a lot of time on accepting gifts from his mates and other housewardens. But just as he thought that he finished, he finds another one! Ugh. Just his luck.

”Oh... It is from Y/n.”

Leona frowns.

You hardly speak nowadays, and though he misses you—it is hard not to, when both of you were together for decades—he will never admit that aloud. You stopped trying to contact him too, after he ignored you fully a three times. Which is fair, but, maybe, if you pushed harder, he would gave up...

”Why would she gift me something?” He mutters, hands coming to unwrap it.

It takes from him some time to understand what you got on his birthday.

A self-made chess set from the wood, where every single figure means something to him. But most importantly... The King one has his face on it.

His chest tightens instantly.

He misses you. He really does.

When the postcard falls out of the box, he loses it completely.

It is an old photo of both of you, still as a kids. It has you, smiling softly as you do Leona's little braids, who is settled between your legs, looking drowsy.

It makes him smile instinctively.

«To my king, and to my prince. But most importantly, to my first friend, and to the kid, who loved taking care of his mother's garden. Happy birthday, Leona Kingscholar. May you will be always happy.»

He presses a postcard to his chest.

Your birthday is in three weeks. And Leona knows what he is going to gift you this year. He only hopes you will accept him back.

[mcflymemes]

PROMPTS FROM SHREK 2 *  assorted dialogue from the 2004 film, adjust as necessary

quick! tell a lie!

i can't believe you're just gonna walk away from the best thing that ever happened to you.

say something crazy, like "i'm wearing ladies underwear!"

i most certainly am not!

it's a thong!

i don't feel any different. do i look any different?

you still look like an ass to me.

nobody said i have the right to remain silent!

you have the right to remain silent. what you lack is the capacity.

stop. i have misjudged you.

join the club. we got jackets.

look, she's not seeing any clients today.

we're from the union.

we represent the workers in all magical industries, both evil and benign.

are you feeling at all degraded or oppressed?

okay, we're going to have a look around.

think of the saddest thing that's ever happened to you.

oh man. where do i begin?

they all got drunk and started hitting me with sticks, yelling "piñata! piñata!"

i need you to cry!

all i got in my room was shampoo.

i hate mondays.

who on earth are they?

that's not little. that's a really big problem.

we came, we saw them, now let's go before they light the torches.

they're my parents!

good! now's our chance! let's go back inside and pretend we're not home.

quick, while they're not looking, we can make a run for it.

you can do this.

i don't want to die!

oh sweet sister mother of mercy! i'm melting! i'm melting!

i'm sorry, the position of annoying talking animal has already been taken.

oh look! a little cat!

look out! he's got a piece!

are we there yet?

oh god help me! please!

tell the truth. will i ever be able to play the violin again?

i drank the potion and well, now... i'm sexy.

oh pick me! i'll be your true love!

someday i will repay you, unless of course i can't find you, or if i forget.

fear me, if you dare.

i had hoped you would never see me like this.

i'm sorry to both of you.

i just wish i could be the man that you deserve.

go! your lady needs you!

today, i repay my debt.

who dares enter my room?

i hope i'm not interrupting anything.

you are told correct, but for this i charge a great deal of money.

for five minutes, could you not be yourself?

it wasn't my fault! he didn't get there in time!

are you kidding? he's gorgeous! his face looks like it was carved by angels?

i see london! i see france!

why don't we drop in for a spell?

oh mexican food! my favorite!

you have forced me to do something i really don't want to do.

my diet is ruined! i hope you're happy.

they just want to give us their blessing.

who said i want to be part of this family?

look out! here comes the new me!

first things first. we need to get you out of those clothes.

did i miss?

pardon me. would you mind letting me go?

quit messing around!

almost everybody who meets you wants to kill you.

whatever happens... i must not cry.

can i help you, your majesty?

tell us about where you live.

i guess that will be a fine place to raise the children.

oh, stop being such a drama king.

i don't care whose fault this was, just get this place cleaned up.

i'm not going.

he's completely lost his mind!

we can't be lost.

i wasn't the one who refused to stop for directions.

you're so tense.

do you think you could get up there?

i've made changes for you. think about that.

i guess i gave her the wrong tea.

sorry. i thought that question was directed at me.

uh... FYI. not my fault.

we just need to work out something smarter, that's all.

i need to have someone "taken care of."

[riniworld]

my perfect soldier

yandere!emperor x general!f!reader

warnings// mention of blood+injury, that much it.

reference// you,general, woman/girl, y/n, she/her.

remake of this hcs

a/n// i was having a bad wi-fi and when i wanted to save the draft it didn't save, i had a damn long heart attack, then when i was about to cry it said that it had been saved, man the scare!

born and raised as the heir of the throne,in a luxurious life,some people will dream to live like his life, but he hated it.

Baron hated how he shouldn't act like a child because he's the heir, hated the boring meeting he has to attend with his father, hated how he didn't get attention,but he hated his parents more than anything.

a small light lightened his life,his brother,who came to him after 8 years from suffering alone,as he grew up,baron took his responsibility upon himself,he won't let his brother live like him.

in the night of his eighteenth birthday, instead of hearing clapping and partying for him,what the castle heard was a scream, echo in every corner of it.

in that day the death of the emperor and his wife was confirmed and he stood there without guilt or shame "i did it." was Baron's first words on that night.

he did it,he got rid of his misery, he got his revenge for his shattered childhood, for his brother's tears.

he got rid of his misery and gave the people a new misery.

And who can prosecute him? he is the law after all,he put it and he eras it.

as a young boy it wasn't professional to give him the throne but he insisted and killed everyone that was against it.

as the years passed,baron was expanding his empire taking as much kingdoms as he please, starting with small ones to the large ones.

however,Yale,baron's brother,didn't like all the blood that was sacrifice for his brother's pleasure,hence he left the whole empire at age 18,and has never communicate his brother again.

This got on Taron's,as he named himself, nerves, wich lead him to take out his anger on the civilians,the smallest mistake lead to getting killed.

life started to get boring for him until he heard about you,a powerful general that no one had defeated,not like the kingdom you were in was under too much pressure or popular,but it won't hurt him to take it anyway.

anxiety kicking in as you hurry to the throne room, the king asked for you to come,it's not everyday he want to see you so it's must be something important.

a loud thud was heard as you open the door aggressively.

you bow your head a little as you see the prince standing in the room,he smiled at you softly in return,when you get closer to the king you kneeled down on one knee and bowing your head down in front of him.

"your majesty." you said steadily.

"Excuse me for bringing you from your duties in a hurry,general, however we received information that you should hear." the king explain "I'm sure you've heard about the falling kingdoms by now?"

you stood up "i did,your majesty, apparently the new emperor isn't as peaceful as his father."

after a minute of silent the king spoke again "i don't know what is his purpose by this.." he walked to a close table and took a latter that was on it "but it seems we're next." he handed it to you. "I'm counting on you about this."

you opened your mouth to speak but the prince cut you off.

"pardon me but what! you're saying the emperor wants to take our kingdom and you still want to fight? father no one happen to stop him!." he said irritated but didn't rise his voice.

"what do you suggest then? giving up easily? so everyone can call us cowards?" the king said calmly (dumbledore said calmly)

"It is better than wasting the blood of soldiers in vain."

the king sighed in frustration and motion for you to go.

you bow your head and headed out immediately.

planning to call every battalion commander to discuss the plan for the battle.

the day of the battle came,everyone was anxious even you,you'll fight the emperor how can you not?

but as the general you need to keep a steady expression as you check on every soldier,recuse the frightened ones and reassure the ones that has a slight anxiety.

The promised hour has come, you wear your armor, it wasn't alot but it did just enough.

you arrive at the place at the same time taron's has arrive, you two were at the head of your army.

taron scoff as soon as he sees you "a woman? is that what your king could bring? what a joke."

you got irritated, you've always hated when someone talks about you because you were a woman, You extended your hand to the side and someone gave you a bow, you throw the arrow at taron, it didn't land on him as you knew this was a big move to do first but it did scratch his cheek and killed one behind him,you return the bow and say"i didn't laugh" in a calm manner.

taron put his finger on the scratch and look at his blood, he smiled crazily. This was the signal for the beginning of the war.

Two hours have passed since the start of the battle، and it did not go well in your favor. Many of your soldiers were dying, but that does not mean that you were not advancing as well.

you were against the emperor the whole time and the first thing you learned about him is that he's not a silent type because he was talking the whole damn fight.

in a quick motion his blade was at your neck,you expected your head to chop off, but instead taron was smiling widely as he looked in your eyes "it would be such a waste to kill you now." he said.

then he removed the blade away from you as he announced to his army to withdraw.

you wanted to yell after him to come back,to end things, you couldn't return to the kingdom with such shame, even if you didn't lose you know deep down that you would have if he didn't do that.

when you return to the kingdom the king received you with clapping hand and congratulation, you didn't even left your head up you don't know how to tell him what happened in the field.

you were sitting on a bench at the practice ground, your head between your hand thinking about everything.

you felt someone sitting beside you, you were ready to kick out whoever was there but when you left your head up you shut your mouth close, it was the prince "your royal highness!."

the prince was smiling slightly at you,like always, "why are you here alone?."

"I'm just...resting." you say turning your head away.

"you don't seem like usual, what happened at the battle?."

you pause don't know how to say it, "i-..wouldn't have won if the emperor took it seriously," the prince hummed "he was an inch away from killing me but he just backdown..i don't count this as a won." you continue.

"well,what were you expecting from an emperor?, i respect your power but as much as you've been in the army he must have been practicing more, I'm just happy you're alive." he put his hand on yours.

you looked at him with soft eyes like you were about to cry, in return he looked in your eyes as he spoke "how about you accompany me to the town,hm? like old days."

right,in one point of your serving here you were his personal knight wich made you two so close to each other, even if you treat him as a royal prince he always has treated you as a friend, wich made you,as much as you don't want to admit it,falling for him.

"that would be an honor,your highness."

"great." the prince took your hand and drag you outside.

seeing all the people in the town safe, smiling and laughing was enough to make you smile and forget about the battle.

on the other side,at taron's castle.

"she's incredible." taron was lying on the bed, smiling staring at the roof.

His personal advisor was standing at the door inside "if you say so,your majesty."

taron sighed dreamly "i can't wait for our next battle,y/n, was it?."

"it is,your majesty."

"Gather as much information of her as possible."

"as you wish,your majesty."

the battles continued to happen,Day after day, taron becames quicker to announce the second battle,he start,what you consider it as,flirting in the middle of your fight, saying things such as, "you look gorgeous with blood." , "you make me more insane in your love,dear" , "won't you consider becoming my personal soldier? oh,or maid!." you nearly cut his arm off when he said that, he sometimes cross the lines saying some personal information no one knows.

you got enough with his playing, always announce a battle then backdown when he's close to knocking you off.

it all changed though at that fateful day.

after every fight the prince,keith,would come to you, talking or taking you out with him, the civilians noticed that as much as the servants did, and the rumors spread quickly about you two being in some sort of relationship.

it eventually reached taron's empire.

"what is this fucking thing i hear?! what do you mean there's a rumor about my woman being in a relationship?!" taron was holding his personal adviser by his collar.

"i-i don't know your maje-it what I've heard!." the man says frightened.

taron throws him away making him hit the ground "oh,i know what I'll do, if that shame of a man wants to take my girl away, then I'll just have to make him to never see her again, prepare the army, we'll go get what's mine."

and that's how you end up looking at him standing above while you bleed on the ground.

finally ending this

have a good day/night♡

[luceafarul-de-dimineata]

ngl kinda curious what happens if mc gets shipped with one of the nobles more often than the kings instead?

You know the AO3 ship popularity chart? Let's say they did one of those for the "child of Solomon" fandom.

Mod Jjok: The most popular ship with Mc for this month is... Mc x Sitri! With over 20k words in the longest running fanfiction on the ship reaching peak popularity in the middle of the month!

Dantalian: Sitri? Isn't that his majesty Satan's blood bag?

Glasylabolas: It turns out he has a name.

Paimon: I think this must be mistakeeeeen. I just recently wrote in collaboration with Astaroth a 25k words fanfic about Mc x Satan

Eligos: Oh, I mass-reported that one. I would apologise about that, but demons can't lie

Paimon: You're so sillyyyyy

Paimon: You just lost cuteness session priveledgessss

Eligos: :'(

Eligos: It was for the greater good of Tartaros

Bimet: Very noble of you, Eligos

Dantalian: Bimet! You fucking bitch, where's my MC body pillow????

Eligos: @Dantalian please take this in private we don't vibe with this negative energy here

Dantalian: Speak for yourself, I vibe with it!

Gamigin: Guys, what happened????? I was asleep, it's like 5 AM in here.

Gamigin: HOLY FUCK

Gamigin: How did Sitri of all people win????

Paimon: I mean, he's not that baaaaaaad

Gamigin: 20k words isn't even that long! How?!

Gamigin: I think we all have to come together to break the two up

Gamigin: Sitri is a common enemy and we shall stop him!

Dantalian: I'm sharpening my knife as we speak.

Gamigin: His Majesty Lucifer said I'm not allowed to leave Paradise Lost :'(

Dantalian: And?

Gamigin: And ... what?

Dantalian: He's not your dad! Even if he was, you don't have to listen to him. Do you think I listen to everything his majesty Asmodeus tells me to do? No. He may be my dad and my king, but I am in control of my own future.

Glasylabolas: Preach brother, preach

Gamigin: But I don't want to go against Lucifer's orders

Dantalian: Pussy

Glasylabolas: Pussy

Dantalian: First! Suck it old man!

Gamigin: Wait, doesn't Paimon live in the same country as Sitri?????

Gamigin: @Paimon, dearest, could you please kill Sitri for us? At least tranquillise him or something. Make sure he doesn't move anymore.

Paimon: I'm not murdering Sitri over thisssss

Paimon: I'll just ask him if it's true he's dating Mccccc

Dantalian: I think we should vote on Sitri's fate

Glasylabolas: Absolutely. I am for democracy.

Dantalian: Knife or gun death?

Glasylabolas: I prefere knife. Gun's make everything messier. How am I supposed to get arroused by a pile of guts?

Dantalian: Ask Ronové or Phenix and they'll tell you

Dantalian: I once saw Ronové remove an angel's intenstines and fucking them

Eligos: That's why nobody wants to visit Abaddon.

Dantalian: In his defence, it was kind of hot

Glasylabolas: I can imagine

Glasylabolas: I should call Ronové again...

Dantalian: He charges for one night stands now cause Abaddon lost its health care recently

Gamigin: Yeah, Morax told me about how you started getting curious about his eye hole.

Dantalian: I don't even blame Ronové for that one. I'm also curious what happens if you cum down someone's eye socket.

Paimon: Ok guyssssss

Paimon: I talked with himmmm

Paimon: It turns out that he just had a lot of black tea recently and wrote 20k words in a dayyyyy

Paimon: And a lot of people read it because Asteroth recomended it on his bloggggg

Dantalian: ah, yeah, shipping

Dantalian: Asmodeus x Mc for the win

Eligos: In your dreams

Dantalian: Yes. I do dream about that often.

Dantalian: I don't even know why y'all care so much for Mc's sex life

Dantalian: Having sex with only one partner is boring

Gamigin: Keep your shitty opinions to yourself.

Dantalian: Only if you make me

Eligos: I'm going to mass report it

Gamigin: I already did <3

Sitri: All of you are so mean

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[yuriisclumsy]

omg, thank youu for responding mee😭💞 i never thought i would find another fan of intkot which i want to request :3 so, if you do, maybe you could do Deon or the emperor? I don't mind if you write them both unless If you mind and i would like it to be fluff! Thank youu<33

Take the Damn Cupcake

[Authors Note]: You said fluff? Yes, fluff… I have little to no idea what fluff would look like with either of the two… I mean, let’s be honest, these two are nothing but emotionally detached from reality. But, nonetheless, I'll give it a try and see what I come up with. I was only able to do Deon.

PS. ALSO sorry this took so long. I just couldn't get my head around what Deon would do for fluff. In my mind, he can't do fluff...

𝚆𝚘𝚛𝚍 𝙲𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝: 1155

– They’ll most likely be OOC, again because they would NOT act like this in OG. At least from the Manhwa; they might as well act like this in the light novel.

– Let’s establish some things before we start.

– For one, Deon is not a child. Just getting that out of the way.

– Two, when I tell you this man doesn’t know what social cues are, I mean it.

– Three, we have to take into consideration Deon’s other personality like the crazy side that can push us back from getting to the real him? (if there even is one).

– Now, the scenario must be established: Let us say you are a noblewoman in high society, wanting nothing to do with any political or power struggles all around you. One day, your family–mostly your father–gets accused of treason. For this, your father and brothers get out to death. Your sister gets married off to a low commoner, while you get the low end of the stick and become a slave, who has to follow the orders of their master.

– And that’s where we are beginning! Don’t worry the fluff is coming…somewhere…

Father wasn’t someone who was very attentive to his family but he wasn’t a bad man either. So when soldiers came and broke down the doors of our residence screaming my father’s name and traitor in the same sentence, I was shocked. My father wasn’t against the crown, he was one of the first who agreed with the emperor’s ascension.

Then…why?

Why is the emperor doing this? Why are my relatives being sent to the slave encampment? Why are my brothers and father’s blood scattered all over the pristine floors? Why is my mother’s body hanging by a rope outside the castle walls? Why is my older sister marrying a commoner who’s only worth is less than a grain of salt? Why am I kneeling in front of the man who commanded this annihilation of our family’s honor and name? Why…?

“[Name] Fidel, youngest daughter of the Fidel family’s Head, and last member of the most loyal family in the empire…” eyes pierced through my very soul, “...what do you have to say about the transgression your father committed towards the empire?”

I stared at the imposing man sitting comfortably in his throne forged from blood. What could I say? That my father was innocent with sharp evidence that he wasn’t? That me and my family knew nothing of this? That I knew my father’s crimes and stayed quiet, even if it was a lie?

“Your majesty… I… Please...spare me….” I begged for my sake

“You’re begging for mercy?” The man stood up, “and here I thought your family had some dignity. But knowing what your father did, I don’t think any of you ever did.”

Why did I even speak? My fate was sealed the moment my father was accused of treason. Maybe I’ll get lucky and get married to a commoner like my sister, and survive… But knowing the emperor, he’s most likely to send me off to get killed.

Dear world… Please save me.

The emperor went down the steps, one at a time, humming about the punishment I should receive. He stopped and looked down at me.

“Look up,” he commanded, and I obliged. “Oh. I know what your punishment can be…” He looked back up at the flight of stairs towards a man with white hair.

My eyes widened at the realization that was to come. No…No, please..! I begged internally to hear my pleas. Anything but that monster!

“Deon, would you care for a slave?” the emperor asked. “It would be good to vent out your frustrations and anger onto something, don’t you think?”

“...” the man remained silent and glared at me. “...I suppose.”

“Then it’s decided,” he turned to look at my misery, “from here on, you are a Deon Heart’s slave. Is that understood?”

“Yes...your majesty,” I said, bowing my head on the ground.

“Good.”

This was going to be the end of me… I thought as I gazed at the man who now had ownership over me.

…

The time in the Hart manor…wasn't nearly as bad as I thought it would be. From the moment I stepped foot into this mansion, I was treated normally. People would even still address me as lady Fidel, even if that name no longer existed, they still respected me as if I never lost my honor.

Another of my worries was how the house would look inside. Many rumors suggested that the inside of the house still had the blood of the count's parents. For one, the house didn’t look like a murder scene–with the exception of a portrait by the stairs–it was all neatly cleaned. I dare say, cleaner than the floor of the emperor's castle.

My last worry was Count Deon. With the ruthless reputation he has, I thought I was in for a session of pain. But… He hadn't even looked at me since he took me here as a reward, as they called it.

Maybe…people had been mistaken about his character? I stopped swiping the floor as I thought of Deon actually being a nice guy. No, [Name]! You need to stay vigilant. He is yet to get mad, what if he explodes and decides to kill us all!? I swept faster and made grunting noises from my distress.

“What are you doing…?”

“EP!” I flipped back as fast as possible, “I-I’m so sorry, sir—!” Red eyes pierced my body. Those bloody eyes are not what you wish to see in the estate. “M-master Deon… I… let me get out of your way m-master…” I made myself to the side to make way for Count Deon.

“Huh…?” He looked puzzled.

Crap, did I do something he didn’t like!?

“I’m sorry if I offended you in any way master Deon…!” I vowed down. If I didn’t hold a bit of my pride, I would be on my knees begging him not to eat me alive.

“Don’t call me that. It’s annoying me…” Deon said with a cold voice.

“Y-YES, OF COURSE COUNT DEON!” I yelled and apologized profusely; I wanted to curl up in a ball and slowly die. Please leave me alone!

“And don’t yell.”

“Yes…”

“...”

“...”

“...”

God, and the heavens above…please have mercy upon me and get me out of this situation! 

I was on the verge of tears, until a pastry came into my line of view. “Huh?” I looked up to see that it was Count Deon who had his arm stretched out.

“Take it,” his arm moved closer to me, waiting for me to take the medium size cupcake.

I was hungry and wanted to take it, but I retracted my hand away from it. What if this is one of those perverse games of his? It could have poison, and when I eat it, he’ll be laughing at my dying body while I try to scream for help. But if I don’t accept it, he’ll get mad..! Oh, why did this have to happen to me!?

As minutes passed and my mind battled on what action I should take. I felt a hand grab my wrist and twisted it until my palm was facing upwards. Then, I felt the soft bottom of the cupcake.

“Just take the damn cupcake,” Count Deon said with a small scuff. I saw as he slowly left for his office. He stopped mid-walk and called back to me, “[Name]?”

“Y-yes?!”

“Next time, accept whatever I give you. Got that?”

“O..kay?” He nodded and fully left. I was left in the hallway with a cupcake in hand. My eyes wandered back to the pastry. My stomach wanted to try it, so I tried it, even if my brain warned me not to. “Oh!” It was sweet! Vanilla flavor with chocolate inside it, topped with whipping cream.

If the cupcake had poison, I couldn't taste it. I gazed back at the spot where Count Deon was last.

“...Maybe… He isn’t that bad after all.”

Fin

𝚃𝚊𝚐𝚜: None (because this is a one-time request for this fandom... Unless).

Master-List

[coupsoficecream]

When the Knight fall for his Queen (1)

About:

He was responsible to taught you how to use a sword and defending yourself. It was just a small interaction. No one dare to cross the line. Until then, the King has assign him to protect her when a sudden war happen in their country. Thus, the beginning of their unforgettable love story unfolds.

Pairing:

¡Knight!Minghao x ¡Queen!reader

Warning:

Heavy angst, death, blood, weapon, rape, 18+

Genre:

Romance, Angst, Historical Chinese

Song:

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The ancient cities of Nanjing has turning upside down, filled with criminals, rapists and kidnappers. All groups of women will be kidnapped and being used as one of their toys. Then, once they're satisfied..

They will kill them.

That's how you ended up running for your life.

It was raining heavily. Lightning lit the atmosphere in brilliant streaks of light, every now and then. Tears are pouring out hardly from your puffy eyes.

One of your hand clenched over your little cut that has turn into an infected wound. The white hanfu make it more visible enough to see how much the cut bleed.

Not long after, you find yourself stumble against a slippery rock and fell on the ground.

And everything hit you.

You're supposed to celebrate your day with your father. Your hair, which initially looked neat and adorned with various decorations, made you resemble a bright moon in a dark forest-but not anymore.

The white hanfu was given by your late mother.

Your tears fall heavily, soaking your cheeks. Your screams are released with all your strength. Your heart now feels even more pain than the wound in your stomach.

In the end, your body given in when your energy completely drained.

Shortly, you could see the sun rising even though the fog are shielding over the sun. A small smile draw on your crack, dry lips.

This is the end..

Right?

But just as you are about to close your eyes, a dark shadow appears before you, blocking the sunlight that had begun to illuminate the earth—and that is the last thing you see before falling into the black abyss.

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A pair of hands latter around your body, the touch was rough as you could feel one by one of the layer of your clothes has been remove.

As soon as you realised what's happening, you pushed the stranger forcefully, then took a step back. Just as you were about to run away from them, your long hair was yanked hard.

"Where do you think you're going hm?"

"P-please, I'm begging you"

Your tears fell, and the man immediately licked them off your cheek, making you feel disgusted. Your dignity was shattered just like that.

You had no idea what he had done while you were unconscious, and you didn’t even want to know.

"What is it sweetheart?"

The dark voices finally being heard again. The warmth of their breath on the back of your neck makes your body shiver.

"L-let me go please"

A dark chucke follow by, shortly turn into a massive laugh. He pull your long hair harshly. Again.

"What will I get if I let you go?"

"Anything but p-please.. I don't want this"

You look at him through the conner of your eyes but the room was too dark for you to see anything.

There's not even a single sources of light except for the moonlight that passed through the gaps of the window that was not tightly closed.

"Anything?"

"Yes, anything"

And that's how you ended up being a queen.

The man who tried to stole your dignity away was a lustful King and not even a blink, he make you as his Queen.

He taught you everything and surprisingly, he's a nice and gentle man.

But you know, there's still a monster in him.

"What is in the mind of my queen?"

His hand met your waist, and you still felt stiff and uncomfortable. So, you gently pushed him away, even though you could see his face change slightly.

"I'm sorry my majesty"

You unhesitatingly walk out from the room, heard a muffle scream of frustration from the room that you left a second ago, knowing how the King obviously hate how you've been acting to him as the outsider even though he is your husband-your not willingly husband.

Eye on the sky, a sweet smile draw on your lips as you jog to the training camp, excited to see those face.

Ever since that day where he taught you to used sword in a correct way, you have been sneaking to see him at every afternoon.

You doesn't have any bad intentions, all you wanted to see is that 'man' practicing his sword like a perfect knight for every women in the world.

You always thought how dumb he is to not knowing her hiding in an obvious places, where it is visible enough to see if you look at it carefully.

Little did you know, he always wait for you to come and keep him company.

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The atmosphere in the room was eerily silent, not a single sound could be heard except for the soft snoring of the queen.

As you were lost in a daydream, a loud scream suddenly pierced the air, jolting you awake from your sleep.

In curiosity, you ran out from the room to see all of the guards have been killed in the most brutal way. Some of them died with no head and the other were killed by a countless of arrow pierced right onto their heart.

You quickly took the sword on the floor as your defence.

Your eyes wander around the empire, can't help to feel useless, everyone around you are dead. Except you.

Your heart is racing, fear begins to haunt you. Meanwhile, your legs continue their journey, the sword held tightly, ready to strike anyone who comes to harm you.

Million of question fluttering around your little head. A few steps ahead and you find yourself hiding at the corner of unknown room.

A loud thud ran around the places, your hand trap around your lips, don't want to slip any sounds.

Suddenly, the room was stormed by several soldiers. Before anything could happen to you, you quickly ran out while they were busy searching for victims in the room.

Unfortunately, one of the soldiers noticed your presence and immediately charged at you.

Again, luck is not on your side.

Your feet stumble against your zhongyi and as you about to stand up, a sting of pain hit your head. Someone is pulling your hair.

"L-let go of me !"

All of your energy wasted when one of their soldier carry you in their arm. Yes. Indeed you're struggling to get out from the guy grip yet it was useless.

"Bring her to the others"

"Let go! I said let go!"

Soon, your body hit agains the floor and when you're about to fight, the door shut loudly. A few whispers and muffle of crying being heard in the room.

Surprisingly, your eyes latter around to see all of the maid were crying in the same room of yours. No one seems to notices your presences.

Everyone were just shivering, hair messy as their clothes has been rip apart, visible enough to show how much bruises they got from those perpetrators.

You can't help to be frustrated, the same thing that happened to you before starts appearing in your mind, and of course, you don't want the same thing to happen again.

So, you decide to stay calm and think wisely while hiding in the corner of the room closest to the entrance.

Not long after, you fell asleep but awaken by the loud sound of rapist men walking inside the room with a strong scent of alcohol.

While they're distracted, you took opportunity and ran outside the room. When you're about to take turn, your head bump into something solid and hard.

As you about to run away from him, he pulls you closer and cover your mouth with his hand. Your eyes scream in fear but then a sigh of relief fell out your lips.

Without hesitation, you give him a tight hug.

"General Hao, thank you so much, than-"

"Thanks me later, we need to go now"

"B-but what about them?"

"We'll figure it out later"

He immediately grabs your arm and runs as fast as possible. You do your best to keep up with his swift footsteps.

After all, you are just a village girl forced to marry the king, while he is the commander of the army and the most trusted guard of the king.

Not long after, he stops and hides behind the wall with you. You have no idea what’s happening; you just follow his lead and remain silent.

"You can jump?"

"Of course I can"

Before you could processing, he jump over the roof with a few steps ahead. You look at him in disbelief.

"I can't jump-"

"Give me your hand"

Instantly, you grab his hand and let out a small scream, startled as he lifts you with one hand all the way up to the roof.

A few minutes later, the two of you spend time on the rooftop, gazing at the full moon that illuminates the entire kingdom of Xi'an—or perhaps just you, as it seems like you’re the only one busy playing with the moon.

You let out a loud sigh, eyes latter on the whole Nanjing. Everything's destroyed. Smoke are everywhere, voices of screaming could be heard, bunch of civilians were forced to be their slave.

"How did all of this happen?"

He continues sharpening his sword for a few moments before placing it back in its original spot.

His eyes meet yours, and for the first time, you can see just how beautiful they are—it makes you feel at peace, even if only for a moment.

"One of the members of parliament betrayed our state and sold it to one of our enemy states.-"

"This has been left unchecked for a long time—we thought your King had already taken action, but it turns out to be the opposite."

"Wait- My King? No. It's your King, I don't even know who he is"

Your eyes return to the ruined state as you listen to Minghao’s sigh.

"The efforts of his late father, who governed this state well, have gone to waste, all because of his utterly irresponsible son." He continues.

"A person like him doesn't deserve this power you know. More likely deserve to live in Hell"

Outburst, he let out a low chuckle.

"You're married to him"

"Forced to"

By that, his attention immediately shift towards you.

"What do you meant by that?"

You let out a small smile, or more likely a sad smile.

"I live at Nanjing and I once to be the most happiest daughter in the world but then, someone stole it-"

"I was being kidnapped and almost got r-raped.. by him"

Minghao's gaze toward you changes instantly. Not because of pity but mad to know how ruthless their King is.

"I beg him to let me go and promised to him that i will do anything for him not to raped me and it turn out even worser"

You turn your head to face him and smile.

"I became a Queen to the ruthless and irresponsible King."

Another silent went between the two of you as you both stare into each other eyes deeply. As if you both are staring at each other souls.

"I'm sorry"

"For what-"

"For treating you like a shit"

You let out a silly smile and a few chuckle follow by.

"I completely understand... plus you look even attractive when you're acting like a shit actualy"

And so, the night ended with the two of you sharing stories about your pasts. It was also that night that Minghao learned your family had died at the hands of criminals who once ran rampant in your state.

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Part 1 Part 2

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[harunayuuka2060]

MC: I hope your daughter will enjoy these flowers.

The customer: She surely will.

MC: Have a great day. Please come again soon.

*The customer left.*

*The door opens.*

Gabriel: So this is the kind of place you're staying in.

MC: Oh dear. I should've hired a security. *in a calm tone*

Gabriel: *slowly approaches them* I've been looking for you everywhere.

Gabriel: It seems that you have finally let your guard down.

MC: Did I? *chuckles*

Gabriel: Come with me.

MC: I refuse.

Gabriel: You worship god. You're one of us.

MC: I'm no angel.

Gabriel: But you have devoted yourself to him. Hoping that you'll be an angel in heaven. Is it not?

MC: Not until you've shown me your true nature. I would rather be a devil... if fate allows me.

Gabriel: *swings his scythe towards them*

MC: ...

Gabriel: ...

MC: I must remind you- *smiles*-that you have used your chances on me.

MC: However, you could try asking Raphael to kill me instead.

MC: He hasn't used his weapon on me yet.

Gabriel: *clicks his tongue* I will come back. Stay where you are. *disappears*

MC: ...

Foras: *appears behind them* Are you alright?

MC: Why are you here, Foras?

Foras: His Majesty Leviathan felt you were in danger.

MC: I'm fine. As you can see, he had already left.

Foras: MC, I hope you can join us soon.

MC: Don't worry. I will after I fulfill my agreement with Leviathan.

Mammon: What did you say? Gabriel attacked MC?

Bimet: Yes.

Mammon: *immediately stood up*

Bimet: However, your human was left unscathed.

Mammon: ...

Mammon: What do you mean?

Bimet: It seems they can't be attacked by an angel.

Bimet: And if I may add, this Gabriel even asked them to come with him.

Bimet: Your Majesty, is your human, perhaps, his acquaintance?

Mammon: Don't be ridiculous.

Bimet: But still-

Mammon: I will visit them myself. I must know if they're hurt.

Bimet: ...

Mammon: MC, how are you?

MC: *is in the middle of writing in their journal* I'm doing fine.

MC: Why are you here?

Mammon: I've heard you were attacked by Gabriel.

MC: Yes. But you needn't to worry. Nothing happened.

Mammon: ...

Mammon: That is good to hear.

MC: *smiles*

MC: Why don't you sit here with me for a moment?

Mammon: ...

Mammon: That's the first.

MC: *chuckles* You made it sound like I was an awful friend.

Mammon: You're not. However, you like keeping secrets.

MC: It's called confidentiality.

Mammon: ...

Mammon: Human terms such as that should not exist.

MC: *chuckles*

Barbatos: Your Majesty-

Leviathan: I know, Barbatos. You don't have to tell me. *looking at the roses*

Leviathan: If they do manage to fulfill their promise, they will have a place here in Hades.

[sunnycanvas]

Could you make one where fem! was blackmailed to leave Baldwin?

"Please you can't do this to me, I love him so much" (Y/N) said with tears streaming down her eyes. The Byzantine princess scoffed annoyed and grabbed (Y/N)'s throat. (Y/N) gasped in fear and the Byzantine princess smirked sadistically. "Say one more word and you will be begging for air instead". Angry (Y/N) tried to claw her hands out.

"Oh no! Don't even try to think about it". "You will be in more trouble" "After all you are no longer queen" Fearful (Y/N) handed her annulment papers (Y/N) couldn't help but think about events while back she said to her husband king Baldwin IV of Jerusalem

"What do you mean you have fallen in love with another man" Baldwin IV yelled in anger. (Y/N) let out frustrated sigh and said "Just what you heard". Baldwin IV got up so fast from his chair that his chair fell and table moved. (Y/N) backed up against the wall in fear. With Baldwin IV cowering her. (Y/N) gulped in fear staring wide eyed to her husband who said "Moment a man lust after some one else in heart that moment itself they have committed adultery" . (Y/N) retorated "You can't control whom you fall in love with". (Y/N) looked him strongly in eyes daring him to challenge her. (Y/N) was confused when she heard him laughing "You think a Leper like me, who was fortunate enough to marry you a commoner because of love would simply divorce you. "(Y/N), you are lying. I can tell" (Y/N) didn't let disappointment noticable in face and scoffed and said "Suite yourself". As (Y/N) left the hall. (Y/N) was grabbed by a noble man who dragged her to isolated room. "Did you convince him for an annulment". (Y/N) couldn't help the tears streaming down her eyes. That man was Byzantine ambassador whom she recognised had originally orchestrated the plan. The noble man let out frustrated sigh and warned her again "This alliance is important for both empires" "A useless commoner like you will ruin everything" "Do us all a favour and leave him, or else we will kill that little boy in the palace with whom you have grown attached to". "Countess Agnes was smart to accept annulment unlike you " (Y/N) red faced with trembling voice cried out in anger "I am trying my best" "You don't understand how difficult it is for me as well". The noble man covered her mouth with his hand and warned her "Don't you dare yell or else consequences will be severe". Their conversation with a knock on the door. Both of them separated from each other. The noble gave a glare to (Y/N) one last time before saying "Come in". The maid hesitantly entered the room and could sence the tension in the air. She nervously looked at (Y/N) and said "Your Grace, his majesty has asked for your presence in hall".

Your thoughts were interrupted and brought back to present. When you heard the sound of glass and wine. You recalled the next thing you knew that before entering the hall and metting the king and high court of Jerusalem the noble man asked to you meet the princess. Byzantine princess who was drinking wine smiled in victory and said "I will finally get to marry a king and get to be queen of Jerusalem". "Don't worry I will ensure to give you place as a maid in palace, I am sure your ex husband would agree as well me". The Byzantine princess smiled as she watched your face flush in embarrassment

Just then then the door was opened with loud thud.

"Who the hell dares to interru-Oh your majesty". The princess quickly composed herself and stood gracefully. You watched in amazement how quickly her character changed. "Nobody would believe that she is so cruel". You thought sadly. Baldwin IV was quick to recognise your change in mood. He quickly addressed the princess "You are under arrest for threatening and blackmailing the queen". The princess looked at Baldwin IV in shock. Before she could defend herself. The king presented beaten up noble man and continued his statement from before "With your ambassador". The princess shed crocodile tears and pleaded her innocence. Baldwin IV not hearing her cries signalled her to stop

Baldwin IV continued saying "I knew my wife appeared to be distressed by quite some time" "So I asked my spies to follow her". "When she said that she fell in love with someone else I knew for sure that she was being threatened and I secretly followed her as well". "I hope God forgives you because I sure won't for how you treated my wife". "We have enough evidence to convict you" The princess was forcefully dragged away shouted "You won't get away with this, my relative Emperor manuel Ī will ensure that". King Baldwin IV calmly replied as he watched the princess and the noble man being dragged away. "We have enough allies to defend ourselves". Baldwin IV soon turned his attention to (Y/N) who refused to meet his gaze. Baldwin IV slowly approached her. He gently put his hand on her shoulder and said "As much I am angry with you, I am willing to forgive you since I knew you were scared but next time if someone threatens you please let me know about it first". (Y/N) finally turned her gaze to her husband and nodded shyly before both of them embraced each other. Finally happy that they are together again

[amethystpath-writes]

P2 Spare Him

Part 1 here

HIII HOW R U? SORRY, IT'S JUST YOUR NEWEST WRITING THE "Spare him" ONE WAS JUST SO LOVELY (Actually, all of your writings are ✨amazing✨) AND MY CURIOSITY IS PEAKED- PLEASE MAKE A PT 2?? (If you don't want to that's okay!)

Hope you're doing well, Thank you and have a great day <333

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omg hi! so i just read your snippet “spare him” and it’s sooo good! i was wondering if you could continue it?

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(A/N): Thank you both!! You guys are too sweet <3 Buckle in, this is a long one :)

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Hero was silent as Villain led her down various corridors of his palace. He had left his audience of council members without a word, and cued his guard to follow along with his free hand. Now, Hero just wondered where they were going. She expected Villain would keep her locked up with the petty thieves and criminals, but they were going up stairs, not down.

She focused on Villain's fingers as they walked, and it wasn't until now that she noticed his knuckles were pink instead of white. He loosened his grip. When? Hero wasn't sure, but this sight was more familiar than the calloused king in the throne room. This touch, this lead, was welcoming, but she couldn't become accustomed to it again. It would be too foolish.

"You may leave us," Villain stated as the three of them approached a door on the right side of a long hall. There were four more doors past the one they stood at, and two behind, while the left side of the hall held the same seven doors.

"Your Majesty-"

"You may leave." Not a request, a demand. This tone would never be usual to Hero. It would never be the tone she expected to hear. His tone hurt, a quill against the drum of her ear, sharp and stinging and sudden. It made her stomach turn.

The guard didn't attempt to argue further. Hero wanted to ask, Would you have hurt him if he didn't leave? Would you have killed him for disobeying? Alas, she remained silent.

Anger would have better suit her situation. Screaming and demanding, beating Villain's chest with her fists. She wished to have her childlike rage back, when her brothers would mix mud into her perfumes or ripping her teabag when she wasn't looking so she would get a mouthful of herbs upon her next drink. Oh, they made her furious.

More than nothing else, she wanted this fury. Instead, she had become tame over the years, questioning her emotions before responding to them. Sometimes, she pondered so long that she couldn't even react in the face of her brother's murder. Sometimes, that was today.

She strode through the now-open door, not even noticing that Villain had entirely released her, walking in alone and leaving her alone in the hall. He didn't demand she follow, just waited with his back against a bedframe that stretched to the ceiling.

Walking into the room further, she noticed an abundance of decorations: tapestries on the walls, rugs beneath the bed and desk, and wooden knickknacks...knickknacks. Those were from Hero; she gave them to him during his last visit, before...

"You kept them."

Looking to Villain, he only nodded. In the throne room, amusement lit Villain's eyes. Now, Hero couldn't see his eyes at all. He wouldn't look at her, much less meet her curious gaze. "He asked me to," he finally said, ignoring her remark about his knickknacks altogether.

"What?"

"Close the door."

Hero obliged, shutting it with a soft thunk. She stood by the door, still, feeling safer by it than being any closer to Villain than need be. He was going to have me executed.

"Your brother. It was the only way to stall your father."

"Villain, what are you talking about?" Whatever it was, could she even trust what he said? Her palms were sweating with anticipation of what he would say next.

"I didn't believe him at first- i didn't want to, but he had these letters, and they had your faither's stamp." Villain's back left the bedpost as he began pacing about the room. His demeanor was panicked, and Hero felt her emotions arising without the time to process them. Tears welled in her eyes, and in her confusion, she wasn't sure why.

"Villain, stop. Stop, I don't know what you're saying." Hero reached behind her to touch the door, to feel anything solid.

"Do you remember my father falling ill." Hero shook her head, despite her recollections. Villain's father had fallen ill upon their last visit to Hero's kingdom. The king came down with fevers and hallucinations. He spoke of his heart beating as quickly as horses' hooves running into battle. He fell into a sleep one day, and though Hero expected a sweat to break across his forehead, one never did. Her own father grimaced and cold it a case of bad weather. It had been dreary and cold, after all.

"My father was poisoned. It wasn't the rain, Hero."

"Did you see it happen?"

"No, but your brother-"

Horror clutched Hero's heart. "Is that why you killed him. You thought he killed your father?" Hero didn't doubt that his father may have been killed, but by her older brother? "You are despicable and you..." She was already pushing the door open, ready to leave, to dart down any hall she had to in order to leave. Learning her brother was killed for nothing almost felt as though he was being killed again.

"Hero, listen to me." His body was in front of her in a flash and his arm held the door. "It was your father, and your brother knew it."

"Nothing you are saying is making any sense. My father would never kill the king of another country without good reason. We were betrothed, Villain." Betrothed since Hero was born; they're kingdoms were always meant to become allies. It wouldn't make since for her father to kill Villain's. There was already an alliance.

"I know, I know. The pieces are scattered. Your brother's words were lost on me, too, but come here. I have the letters from your father."

Hero was reluctant to leave the door she stood by. She didn't trust Villain well enough to leave her one and only escape behind. But then...where would she escape to? Villain had always been faster than her when growing up, and that was as children playing games, not kings chasing runaway prisoners.

Villain seemed to pick up on her hesitancy because he volunteered, "I can bring them to you?" He was already at his desk, clutching papers between trembling hands. His gaze was soft, and Hero found her own gaze meeting the knickknacks on his desk again. Was it possible he was the same boy now that Hero gave those to then?

She nodded.

Villain's jaw clenched as he turned his head to the side with closed eyes. His expression spoke of pain. Hero watched the lump in his throat bob before he gently shook his head, opened his eyes, and began to walk over.

Her palms were hot as she clenched her fists and her shoulders ached with the tenseness strung between them. A knot formed in her throat, as large as Villain's adam's apple. She thought she was going to choke on it as Villain's arm brushed her own. He was leaning in, holding the papers out in front of either of them.

"I'm going to share these with you, but you can't speak about it outside of this room." He paused before gently asking, "Do you understand?"

Again, Hero nodded voicelessly. She felt as though she was in a dream, a sick dream which haunted her, gripped her throat, and wouldn't let her go. Was this real? Was any of this real?

"Your brother found these, trying to play a harmless prank on your father- stuff feathers in his boots; you know how he was."

And so Hero did. She almost felt a smile tug at her lips. She could imagine the scene:

Everyone would be in their chambers, bathing, and dressing for the night. Hero would be on her balcony, looking at the moon, stars, and clouds. Her sweet and mischievous brother would poke his head out of his own door and warn her to stay inside.

‘What did you do now?’ she would ask him.

He would smile and say, ‘Stop worrying, won’t you?’

‘Father is going to have enough of you one of these days.’ Did he? Was Villain telling the truth? It wouldn't explain why villain was the one that killed her brother, but maybe there trily was more to the story than a senseless betrayal.

"-council is fitting for my style of ruling. You are blunt, unlike my own family and council.”

"Wait, wait I wasn't listening." Without thinking, she took the papers from Villain's hands, brushing her fingers against his own. She read and read until, “One of my lords has a garden for the Assassin’s Keep. My wife has always found the flowers unknowingly pretty; it would not be difficult to harvest some…But the lord’s garden is poison.” This last sentence was Hero’s own. “He has been keeping poison in his chambers so acclimate her to their beauty. She would have never thought differently of them.”

“Keep reading,” Villain encouraged.

“I don’t-” Hero couldn’t read any more. Where would it lead? If she kept reading and learned her father really did want to kill Hero family off- “I left my brother, Villain. I have to go back for him.”

Hero turned on a heel, papers clutched tightly in her fist. As her hand reached the door, Villain’s hand stopped her.

“I can’t let you go back.”

“Villain-”

“I will send someone to search for your brother, but it’s not safe for you to return.”

“But he has no one to-”

“For all we know, your father has already started a search party, and what do you think they will do when they find you?”

Well, Hero hadn’t considered that. If her father did want her dead, whatever soldier was in charge of finding her wouldn’t bring her home; they would kill her on the spot, say they found her dead in the woods- much like her own father possibly blaming the king’s death on the weather. It reminded her…She circled back to Villain’s desk with the papers still in hand. Hero thought now, if Villain truly was the nefarious one in all this, well, she was alive now, wasn’t she? Maybe there was some truth behind his words.

“What does your father have to do with this?” she mumbled as she skimmed. “Here.” Hero wasn’t sure why she was pointing it out as if Villain didn’t already know. In any case, she began to read aloud again. “The king is soft- focused too heavily on friendliness than actually protecting his people…Who is this even addressed to?” In her frenzy, Hero didn’t even think to look until now.

Gods, where was her mind? She was once a child full of reactions, then a young lady with a reserved mind, then a daughter- now sister- in mourning, then a prisoner kneeling beneath a sword, and now a woman so desperate for the truth that she couldn’t think straight to retrieve it.

She skimmed the words as she flipped back to the beginning. Surely, the papers were out of order by now. Hero certainly wasn’t keeping track.

“Villain, you killed him.” She slammed the papers down. Hero couldn’t let herself forget this no matter who was involved. Villain still killed her brother. None of these letters could explain that.

Villain drew a breath at this time. “How about I leave you here tonight? You can look at your father’s letters without me breathing down your neck.”

Hero looked up. “Will you be back?”

“Before morning.” Villain nodded to the vastness of the room. “It’s not appropriate to emerge from a room that is not his.”

This was Villain’s room. It made sense; he had a nice desk, rugs, wall decor, a large bed, the knick-knacks Hero gifted him, amongst many other things. It looked much like Hero’s room back at home. But, “Why have the king’s chambers in the middle of the hall?”

“My council said it’s an unpredictable location. Among their own hall, I’ll never be expected.” His lips drew tight and his nose wrinkled as his brows pinched. “Personally, I think it puts me more at risk. After all, a council is not made up of soldiers.”

“Why would your own council put you in that position?”

He shrugged. “Keep reading. I will see you before sunrise. Best you lock the door when you leave.”

“Where will you sleep?”

“Recently, it’s easier for me to sleep with my eyes open. Rummage as you will. My room was always meant to be yours anyway.”

Betrothed. Villain and Hero were always meant to marry. It was meant to unite their kingdoms. If it was already agreed upon, and Hero and Villain were even in agreement, why would her father throw it all away?

She looked to the papers on the desk, sprawled out where she had thrown them. “The key?”

“Look around what you’re familiar with.”

Thoughtlessly, she lifted two of the three knick-knacks. Under one was a small key.

“I’ll slide a clover under the door when I’m ready to come in. Don’t open the door for anyone else.” He turned his back to her, and left with a final, “Sleep well, Hero,” in his wake.

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The Maid - Part 5

Pairing: Loki x reader (on going series)

Warnings: Angst, abuse, mental health (depression, mentions of suicidal thoughts), swearing, mentions of torture and rape. Loki being an ass.

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Author's note: Sorry for the wait! Work and school got hectic. Hope you enjoy!!

Part 4

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Your head is pounding as you begin to stir awake. You groan as your hands sink into the soft sheets. You stop abruptly.

This isn't my cot.

Your heart is racing in panic. Your head is laying on the fluffiest pillow you've ever touched and the silk from the sheets slide smoothly across your skin.

You become acutely aware that you're lying face down again and feel the shiver from the cold across your back. You jolt up and groan out loudly in pain as your wounds on your back stretch from the sudden movement. You’re breathing heavily and shaking as you sit up, feet dangling off the bed.

You take in your surroundings, realizing the room seems very familiar, as you scan the room and notice the emerald green sheets on the bed and the book on the night stand.

I'm in the king’s chambers.

You gasp and your eyes go wide as you fumble off the bed. Your chest is exposed, and you grab onto the first green blanket you spot and cover yourself, so you're decent enough.

You're alone. It's quiet. You turn to the large mirror that is up against the wall facing the bed and examine your back. You notice that it has almost healed completely, leaving thick, ragged scars across your back.

How long have I been out? This should have taken at least one month to fully heal… the wounds are completely closed, the scars are white and red.

You're staring them, realizing that they will forever be there marking your skin of the trauma you've endured.

"You're up." you hear a voice from behind you say.

You scream in surprise and jump in the air, backing away from the sound.

You look up at lock eyes with the king.

"Your majesty, I'm - I don't - I woke up…" you stumble over your words trying to explain yourself. You notice that you are indecently exposed within the kings chambers, uninvited, and hug the blanket closer to your chest.

You decide to stop talking and stare at the floor.

He smirks as he crosses his arms, evaluating the scene before him "I requested Banner clean your wounds after our conversation in the kitchen."

You look up at him confused. Why would he care? He ordered I get whipped for my retaliation… for defending myself… You feel the anger bubbling inside you.

How dare he pretend to care? To make up this act before me when all he has done is make me suffer since the day I arrived.

You say nothing as you bite the inside of your cheek to prevent the words from spilling out. You know the consequences of speaking to a royal in such manner, let alone a king, would land you in much more dire situations than before.

The king takes a tentative step forward and you take a step back. He notices this and stops in his tracks, folding his hands together behind his back.

"You fear me. You despise me." He declares matter of fact.

You say nothing again. I'm much better off keeping my mouth shut. You stare at him with a fire in your eyes. Anger which you can never act upon.

He steps forward again, and you step back.

"I healed you. Your wounds were very badly infected. Banner thought you wouldn't make it past the night. I used my magic but couldn't get rid of the scars… they are too deep." he explains to you.

Because of you, you spoiled sheltered asshole! Oh, fuck it. If he kills me now it will be better than living this so-called life.

You straighten your posture and stare at him directly in the eyes. A sign of confidence and defiance. You think you see a spark behind his eyes as you do this and a small smirk tugging at his lips.

"Why?" you say stoically.

"Why, what? Be specific, darling." he says smugly.

"Why did you heal me?" you ask angrily, voice rising slightly from frustration.

"Because you were hurt."

Your jaw ticks. He's doing it on purpose to piss me off.

"Why do you care that I am hurt?" you push further.

"Hmmmm….." he taps his foot and lifts his chin in thought.

Pompous prick.

"I missed your work as my maid. You were rather thorough." he replies, head tilting to the side in challenge.

That's it. I've had enough. Fuck the consequences.

Your voice rises as you let go of your pent-up anger "Are you kidding me?! You missed my work as your MAID? Am I just an object? A toy you can fuck around with when you're bored?!"

He says nothing as he lets you continue your rant.

"You send those disgusting rats you call guards to beat, rape and abuse the staff all they want. We can't say a damn word about it without getting beaten to a pulp to keep our mouths shut. I have succumbed to MONTHS of this fucking treatment, beaten down like a dog when I refused to submit to the Snake's desires. Every time he said it was a special message from YOU as a result of my defiance.” You point your finger at him and approach him challengingly, eyes seething with rage and pain.

“I don't regret a single thing I did. I wish I would have gouged his fucking eyes out when I had a chance! I defend myself from being forced onto and you order them to whip me because of it?!” What kind a monster are you? I've heard the stories, and I believed them when it came to war, but I never thought you to be so callous towards your own people, your own staff.”

You’re waving your arm in the air and your eyes and stinging, tears forming. You swallow hard and blink them away, refusing to let him see how much pain he has truly inflicted upon you internally. Feeling the anger bubbling up again, you continue.

“Then! THEN, YOU come to MY aid like I'm some damsel in distress? I DON'T DESERVE ANY OF THIS SHIT!" you’re panting and your voice is raw from screaming out your rant.

You realize your breathing heavily and look down at the floor, taking some slow breaths to calm down. The reality of what you’ve just done dawns on you, and you accept your fate. Your eyes become void of everything. When you lift your gaze up to his and lock eyes, you see something flash across his face. Pain? Worry?

"Just kill me now. I don't care what or how you do it just end it already. I will not be treated as a toy you can bend to your own desires and beat for your own pleasure. This isn't a life worth living. I would rather die than live another day inside these palace walls." Your voice calm and stoic.

You stare at him and notice all smugness has disappeared. Now, his jaw is locked, fists tightly at his side making his knuckles turn white. The anger in his eyes terrifies you.

You have nothing left in you to start begging he spare your life. "I understand the consequences of my actions." you say while slowly getting to your knees and maintain eye contact "Nothing I said was a lie, I regret nothing. I only ask for one thing: End it quickly."

You hear him approach you when he stops mere inches away. You close your eyes in anticipation, expecting the inevitable and let out a deep sigh.

You begin to smile, realizing your pain will be over soon and you will be able to join your family again among the stars. You feel a single tear fall down your cheek.

"Get up." he commands. Your brows furrow in confusion as you open your eyes and look up at him.

"Do not make me repeat myself." he says sternly.

You slowly get up and face him. Your neck slightly craned up from his imposing height, to meet his gaze.

“Here. Change in the bathroom. I will be waiting. There is much to discuss.”

You stare at him quizzically, brows furrowing in confusion. What is going on? In your confused and shocked state, you grab the clothes he has outstretched to you and walk to the bathroom. You look at your reflection, your bruises and cuts are gone but the look in your own eyes surprises you. Apathy. You realize you feel nothing, you care for nothing anymore.

Sighing heavily, you throw on the green pyjamas he provided. They are clearly too big for you, but you manage to tighten the shorts as much as possible around your frame with an elastic and the short-sleeve shirt cascades down to your knees.

What will he do to me? Fear courses through you, adrenaline kicks in and you start flinging the cabinets open.

There has to be something in here, please. Your breathing is heavy as you shakily throw things around until you spot the scissors and snatch them.

This is it. Do I do it? I can’t win against him. He’s a god for fuck’s sake! This is my only chance to escape. I know what he is capable of, he will hold me hostage and bend me at his will. I would rather die than let that happen again. I’ll be damned before I let a man control me again.

Your back is facing the door ,wrist outstretched as you raise the scissors. As you begin to lower them towards your wrist, you feel a strong hand grab onto yours, stopping it mid-air.

Suddenly you’re spun around and pinned against the wall, facing the king.

You stare into his eyes and notice the shocking swirl of emotions in his bright emerald eyes as they bore into yours. You don’t understand what it is. It looks like hurt?

His nostrils are flaring, his hand harshly holding yours above your head.

You gulp heavily. Suddenly aware of your proximity to him, your chest only inches apart.

“Drop it.” He commands.

You’re breathing heavily out of… fear? Adrenaline?

Before you can decipher your emotions you feel his hand place pressure over yours as your hand reflexively opens and the scissors scatter across the tile.

“You forget I am a God. I see all, I hear all, I know all.” He says, leaning in closer.

You realise there is no way out. Might as well go out with a bang.

“Do you? Hear all? See all? Know all? Almighty god”. You see his eyes flash and a smirk form across his face.

“Watch your mouth, maid.” He hisses.

“Or what?” you challenged. “You’ll kill me? Throw me to the dungeons? Be my guest. I’ll just try killing myself again until I succeed. I don’t care about this world, it has brought nothing but pain into my life. I don’t care what you do to me, but I’ll be damned before I let another man control me. God or not.” You say through gritted teeth.

He sees your eyes flash with emotions you can’t place.

There she is. Loki thinks to himself.

“I have more fitting plans for a woman such as yourself.” He says as he backs away from you, dropping your hand.

“Try that again, and I won’t stop you.” He says sternly.

“Is that supposed to be a threat? Sounds like a gift to me. By all means…. Please don’t, your highness…” you say as you mockingly curtsy to him.

His grits his teeth as he corners you against the wall once again. His hands begin to glow green.

Momentarily, your eyes flash with fear, then amazement. You turn your head and admire the glow.

“Let me reiterate.” His voice, breaks you from your trance as you look up at him again. He approaches you even closer, your chests barely inches apart.

“Try that again, and I’ll make you wish you were truly dead. Don’t push your luck.” He threatens.

You gulp heavily.

You see satisfaction cross his features as he realizes he has won this argument. He backs away and looks you up down and nods with a smirk.

“Now, as I said, we have much to discuss.” He steps to side and to the bedroom with one arm. You sigh heavily, defeated and with no other choice, you make your way out of the bathroom.

Fucking prick.

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[sleepytwilight]

Right person, right time.

"Lilith... Run while you still can." Said Hael. "I promise I'll take care of your son so please... Please I don't want you to end up like this." He cried.

Lilith let out a faint smile as she glance at outside of her tower. The place where she was locked up since she arrived back to her world.

"I'm sorry." She smiles, "I don't think I can leave my baby alone... If I leave, they'll kill him and you. Humans, they are more dangerous than you thought. They may have no magic but together they formed a great soldier to defeat you."

"..." Hael frowns. "... This is not fair. He just want to use you for the throne, once he gets what he want, a heir from you. He'll kill you." Said Hael. "Don't tell me you're giving up. Lilith, you survived for 20 years, you can't just give up!"

"... I'm tired, Hael." She confessed. "Throne, wars and getting used. I'm tired of it, if he just want a heir from me then fine. I'll give what he want and he'll free me by killing me." She cried. "... I'm such a bad mother for wanting to die. My son, Astral... ... Hael, as my guardian, please... Take Astral far away from this empire." She ordered. "Please help me before I lost my mind."

"... As you wish... My empress." Hael nodded. "... Your son, I will make sure he knows how much you love him."

Lilith smiles at Hael comfort. Once the bell rings, it's the sign that she is soon to be wed.

"Go now, take Astral far away from here while everyone are distracted." Said Lilith.

Hael nodded, he turned into his cat form and sneaked out from the tower.

The maids entered the tower, as well with Lilith's stepmother, Evelyn.

"Well well well, our little Valentine's wedding day has come." She smirks. "What's with the long face, dear? Shocked that you're going to marry someone you don't know?"

"... I'm not sure, mother. Tell me about it." Replied Lilith. "Is this how I'm going to die?"

"... ..." Evelyn sighed. "You really an idiot... You could've run away when you get the chance. You have magic and a shape shifter by your side yet you still stay."

Lilith was taken aback that her stepmother knew about Hael.

"What you think I didn't realize that? A cat that been with you for 20 years, plus he's your mother's pet..." Evelyn scoffed, she grabbed Lilith hair and force her head out of the window. "Look around you, my dear. Everyone is celebrating your wedding. Funny enough they are also was the one who celebrated your death too..."

"..."

"Pathetic isn't it? This is how we live, my dear. If only your mother stay on her place, none of this wouldn't happen... We could've have a nice relationship." Evelyn huffed as she let go of Lilith's hair. "Despite having a blind eye and burn mark, you're going to be very beautiful on your wedding day." Said Evelyn. "I'll spare your son and your cat as wedding gift. I'm hoping I don't need to get rid of them."

Thus, Evelyn left the tower. Lilith pathetically cried, wondering why she's so weak. If only she was brave enough to fight back, despite all the abuse she still love her parents.

The maids tend Lilith, they helps Lilith gets ready for her wedding. She looks like a perfect princess.

"Your majesty, let me do your hair." Offer one of the maid.

Lilith looks over the mirror, her hair got longer while she was locked away.

"Cut it." Ordered Lilith. "I... Really hates long hair."

"I see... I understand, your majesty." The maid obediently obligated to Lilith order.

Lilith's hair once again are short, just like the day she arrived at Neb Aula. If Arcturus was here, he would love to put accessories on her hair.

"Thank you." Smiles Lilith.

Lilith took an earring from her drawer. A gift from Vega, her best friend. She slightly chuckles to herself, remember the good time. She wore the earring, a star shaped one.

"Your majesty, you have to take off your ring." Said one of the maid. "It's against the protocol, your majesty have to wear the ring that given by the groom only."

Lilith huffed, she look over her ring. The ring that Sirius gave her, she never take it off even after everything he had done.

"I'm going to die soon, won't it be just cruel to not let me do what I want?"

"That's... ... Alright, your majesty. We understand." The maid sighed, she pities Lilith. "We will escort you to your wedding."

"My father won't be escorting me, huh?" She smiles faintly. "I expected it."

As Lilith walked alone down the aisle, while her father the former emperor watched as she getting humiliated by the gossips.

Lilith gaze shifted to her groom, Adam. The famous Duke and the witch hunter. She never understand how he could proposed to her when he barely know her.

She could feel her half sister, Eve is glaring at her. Her little sister used to talk about Adam all the time.

'ah... This is already tiresome.' Lilith thought to herself.

"You look gorgeous." Complimented Adam. "No need to be shy, we're soon to be husband and wife."

"Ah... Right." Lilith forced herself to smile.

She recalled the day Pollux shot the fake Sirius on her wedding day in Neb Aula. She had no idea that fake Sirius proposed to her- anyway... She hopes Pollux is here to shoot Adam.

Spica if he was here, he would love to nag her. Asking why she's all gloomy on her wedding day but bought every expensive gift for her. It's his way to worry, Lilith imaged Spica will be the one who walked her to her wedding, he would shows off to everyone.

Alpheratz, the man she never bother to say his name properly and only call him 'Phera'. She missed him already, he wouldn't hesitate to save her. He always saved her.

Arcturus, Spica, Pollux, Alpheratz, Vega and Sirius...

She was very happy to be able to experienced her own life.

Giana, Rigel, Thuban, Schedar and Altair. She hopes they're fine without having Polaris.

Lilith snapped back from her thoughts, realizing the pope has almost finish his recital.

"And you, Lilith Valentine. Will you take Adam Roosevelt as your husband?" Asked the pope.

Lilith hesitated. "... I—..."

"Her answer is no as her actual husband is standing right here." A familiar voice came out from the crowds.

Lilith turns around and the man is none other but Sirius. She dropped her bouquet of flowers, as tears rolling down from her cheeks.

"Pardon, but you are interfering a royal wedding. Who are you?!" Adam raised his voice.

"Don't you hear him? He is Lilith only husband! Sirius, the first sorcerer of Canis major!" Pollux join in. "Now bow down you bastard!" He took his gun and aimed it on Adam.

"Uh- Poll, we want to avoid bloodshed." Arcturus joins in. "Lilith you're very beautiful but we're saving you now!"

Lilith's stepmother got upset by sorcerers who disturb the wedding.

"Lilith dear, who the hell are these men?!" Asked Evelyn.

"We are her friends." Said Vega. "Hello, Lady Evelyn. Long time no see, did you had your fun after you executed my parents?"

"Y-you—!" Evelyn suddenly fell into fear. "It can't be, I thought you're dead!"

Vega smirks as Evelyn misery.

"Well, guess you didn't did a good job on killing me. Too bad I'm here to save my best friend, consider yourself lucky that I hold myself for her."

"Okay, I got the kid and Hael." Alpheratz entered the hall, already feels tired as he saw Pollux aiming to shoot Adam. "Okay kiddo, how about we go out so you don't have to see bloodshed-" and Alpheratz walked out once again.

"Haha... This is real, right?" Lilith muttered to herself. "Sirius, everyone... Is that really you guys?"

"... Yes," replied Sirius. "Sorry for taking too long to rescue you." He apologized.

"Better late than never.." Lilith ran into Sirius embrace, "you're really real..."

"Of course we are." Join Pollux. "Now shall I shot him and your ass mother?" Asked Pollux.

"No Poll, we should go now." Said Arcturus. "Spica can't hold the portal forever."

"I see you're still wearing the ring.." smiled Sirius. "Let's go home now, Lilith."

"Yes!" She smile as she wipe her tears. "Let's go now."

"Wait Lilith, are you seriously going to run with these bunch of men?! They're—" Adam was quick to shut up when Pollux shot the ceiling making a loud noise.

"Shut the hell up-" said Pollux.

"Well, we gotta make our run." Added Arcturus.

"This kid take a lot after Sirius..." Said Spica as he pokes Astral cheeks.

"Well I'm praying to God that he takes after Lilith personality-" replied Alpheratz. "Hael is sleeping, that old cat is probably relief that everything is alright now."

"Guys, we're here!" Arcturus ran as he wave at Spica.

"Talk about time." Spica smiles out of relief. "Seems like Sirius is carrying Lilith. Don't get jealous, Alpheratz."

"Are you teasing me right now?" Scoffed Alpheratz. "Now, I just want to support Lilith all I can and wish her happiness with Sirius as she deserves."

"You're... Getting matured. I'm proud." Add Spica.

Once again, Lilith's back to Neb Aula. The towers are long gone yet everything seems peaceful.

"Did you like it?" Asked Sirius. "While... I was recovering, I fixed everything. Monsters has been erased from this world." Said Sirius.

"It's... Beautiful." She smiles.

"Yeah you lovebirds-" Alpheratz faked a cough as he handed Astral to Sirius. "Your son, don't cry in front of me-"

"... I won't." Sirius gently caress his son. "God... I really messed up, didn't I?"

"I said don't cry in front of me—" Alpheratz sighed. "I'll just leave you guys be... Family bonding.."

"It's okay, Sirius... I'm here now." Said Lilith.

"How... How can you still be waiting for me? I caused you a lot of pain yet you...." He cried as he hug his child gently. "And I abandoned our son because I was so selfish..."

"Because I love you, Sirius. You came back, didn't you? You came back for us." Lilith smile softly as she hold Sirius face. "I don't mind waiting for thousand years for you because I know you'll come back to me."

Sirius smiles, he gently took Lilith and embrace her along with their son.

"... I really don't deserve you.." whispered Sirius.

"But I deserve you." Replied Lilith. "You're my everything, Sirius."

"Heh... You're making me cry." Sirius slightly chuckles. "Our son... What did you named him?"

"Astral." Answered Lilith. "It's the name you chose."

"Ah... I'm pretty good with name, hmm?" He smiles. "Astral my son... I promise I'll be a good father to you."

"You will be the perfect father." Said Lilith.

[weepingfishturtledragon]

‎‧₊˚✧ The Last Unicorn AU ✧˚₊‧

TimKon

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Kon El: That cannot be. Why would I be the last? What do men know? Because they have seen no Kryptonians for a while does not mean that we have all vanished! We do not vanish! There has never been a time without Kryptonians. We live forever. We are as old as the sky, old as the moon. We can be hunted, trapped; we can even be killed if we leave our homes, but we do not vanish! ...Am I truly the last?

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Kon El: I can never regret. I can feel sorrow, but it's not the same thing.

Billy Batson: Where will you go now?

Kon El: I am looking for others like me. Have you seen them, magician.

Billy Batson: No, I've never seen anyone like you. Not while I was awake, anyway.

Kon El: A person told me of a Red Bull, who pushed all the other Kryptonians to the ends of the earth. And Klarion spoke of a King Jack Drake. So I'm going where they are, to learn whatever they know.

Billy Batson: Take me with you, for lucks, for laughs, for the unknown.

Kon El: You may come with me if you like, though I wish you'd asked for some other reward for having freed me.

Billy Batson: Well, I thought about it, but you could never have granted my true wish.

Kon El: No. I cannot turn you into something you are not. I cannot turn you into a true magician.

Billy Batson: That's all right, don't worry about it.

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Bart Allen (to Billy Batson): What have you done?

(Holds up the head of a human boy. A mark that looks like a star is on his forehead.)

Bart Allen: What have you done? What have you done!?

Billy Batson: The Red Bull came for a Kryptonian, so he had to become something else. The magic chose the shape, not I. I am a bearer! I am a dwelling! I am a messenger!

Bart Allen: You are an idiot! Do you hear me? You lost him! You trapped him in a human body! He'll go mad!

(Conner begins to stir. He wakes up, and tries to stand.)

Billy Batson: I can change him back. Don't worry about it. I-I can change him back.

Conner: What have you done to me?

Billy Batson: (to the Conner) You see, I couldn't think of anything else I could do to save you.

Conner: What have you done to me? I'm a Kryptonian! I'm a Kryptonian!

Conner: I wish you had let the Red Bull take me. I wish you had left me to the harpy! I can feel this body dying all around me!

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King Jack Drake: Who is he!?

Billy Batson: Oh, your majesty, the Sir Conner is my brother-

King Jack Drake: I want to know who he is!

Prince Tim: Father, what difference does it make? He's here!

King Jack Drake (looks at Tim): For once, you are right. He is here. They are all here. And whether they mean my doom or not, I will look at them for while. You may come and go as you please. My secrets guard themselves. Will yours do the same? (Walks off)

Prince Tim (to Conner): Say, I know where there's some cloth, fine satin. We could make a tunic.

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Conner: Bart? ...Who am I? Why am I here? What is it that I am seeking in this strange place, day after day? I-I knew a moment ago, but I-I have forgotten.

Bart Allen: The Kryptonians. If you are not the last...

Conner: Once, I can't remember, I was long ago, Someone strange, I was innocent and wise, And full of pain. Now that I'm a man, Everything is strange.

Conner: I must go to him. I must face the Bull again and discover what he has done with them, before I forget myself forever. But I don't know where to find him. And I'm lonely.

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(Conner, in his nightgown, comes down the other side of the steps, a mad and frightened look in his eyes.)

Prince Tim: Good evening, Sir Conner.

Conner: Who are you?

Prince Tim: I'm Tim. Don't you know me? I'm Tim.

Conner: Tim. Prince Tim.

Prince Tim: You were dreaming, Sir.

Conner: Well, I'm always dreaming, even when I'm awake. It is never finished. I-I will not trouble you, my lord prince. (He begins to walk away hurriedly.)

Prince Tim: Trouble me! Please, trouble me! I would court you with more grace if I knew how. I wish you wanted something.

Conner: Drown out my dreams. Keep me from remembering - whatever wants me to remember it.

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Billy Batson: There's no choice. We have to go on.

Conner: (to Tim) Don't let him change me. The Red Bull has no care for human beings. Tim, we may walk out past him and get away.

Billy Batson: If we do that, all the Kryptonians in the world will remain prisoner forever except one, and he will grow old and die.

Conner: (to Tim) Everything dies. I want to die when you die. I'm no Kryptonian, no alien creature! I'm human, and I love you. Don't let him! Tim, I can not be with you when I am a Kryptonian.

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Kon El (voice only) I remember you. I remember.

(Tim sees him fly away from them.)

(Scene: A forest. Billy and Bart are with Tim.)

Prince Tim: I will miss you. I never had any friends before. (Hugs each one.)

Billy Batson: We will come back.

Prince Tim: I wish I could see him just once more, to - to tell him all that's in my heart. He will never know what I really meant to say.

Billy Batson: He will remember your heart when men are fairy tales in books written by rabbits. Of all Kryptonians, he is the only one who knows what regret is - and love.

(Tim gets on his horse and rides away.)

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Kon El: You are a true wizard now, as you always wished. Does it make you happy?

Billy Batson: Well, men don't always know when they're happy, but I-I think so. And you?

Kon El: I am a little afraid to go home. I have been mortal, and some part of me is mortal yet. I am no longer like the others; for no Kryptonian was ever born who could regret. But now I do. I regret.

Billy Batson: I am sorry, I have done you evil and I cannot undo it.

Kon El: No. Kryptonians are in the world again. No sorrow will live in me as long as that joy - save one, and I thank you for that part too. Farewell, good magician. I will try to go home.

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[angel-cross666]

Manhwa's I have read this year

Pink means it's my favourite ones.

The remarried empress

Men of harem

Lady and the beast.

Royal Shop of Young Lady.

Forget My Husband I'Il Go Make Money.

I Want To Become The Emperor, So I Need A Divorce.

I tamed my ex husband's madog.

The Villainess Debuts Gorgeously.

I Will Fall With The Emperor.

I Failed To Throw The Villain Away.

your regrets mean nothing to me.

Bastian.

my in-laws are obsessed with me.

A Divorce evil lady bakes cake.

The price of braking up.

The tree are living a married life.

Dangerous Fiancée.

My Husband is a antisocial count.

Baked by the barones.

Who kidnapped the empress.

the villainess tames the beast.

if you desire my despair.

the abandoned princess secret Bedroom.

The Mistress Runs away.

It's not your child.

The monstrous dukes adopted daughter.

The Saintes returns as a vilian.

Regina Rena.

You never meet a villainess like me.

Tru education.

As the Villainess I rejected these happy bad endings.

The archduke gorgeous wedding was a fraud.

I will take the dutchy from today.

Isn't being a wicked woman much better.

Flirting with the villain's dad.

Goddess emila wants to escape.

My goal is to achieve success on my own

I refuse to be executed a second time.

Romance is dead.

I'm devorsed but I'm a chaebol.

I'm in trouble because my husband is so cute.

I'm the queen in this life.

Go away romeo.

Janice.

If you want a fake sister.

I'm being raised by villain's.

I'm the fake saintess but the gods are obsessed with me.

The heat of the reincarnated villainess.

Attic princess.

The older sister of a maniac.

I thought it was a common Isekai story.

The abandoned bachelorette enjoys her simple life.

Love doesn't matter.

I've become the villainous emperor.

The way to protect the female leads older brother.

I have become the heroes rival.

Death is The only ending for the villainess.

Who made me a princess.

Marriage of Convenience:95

Royal marriage.

Aidin.

The Obsessive second male lead has gone wild.

I am the real one.

I don't love you anymore.

I'm ingaged to the Obsessive male lead.

Lies become you.

You go marry my husband.

How to get my husband on my side.

Empress simulation.

I'll be the matriarch in this life.

The dukes dark lady.

In to the light once again.

My body has been possessed by someone.

Depths of malice

Becoming the villain's family.

My destiny to be the hero's saviour.

The real daughter is back.

A noble pirate.

The world without my sister.

I'm devorseing my tyrant husband.

Even if I'm the villainess I'll become the heroine.

Beast's Flower.

Once Wicked always wicked.

Ashtarte.

Crownless queen.

I thought I didn't have long to live.

I tamed a Tyrant and Ran Away.

Beloved in-laws.

The villainess revenge.

Your Majesty please don't kill me again.

And Unseemly lady.

Baby tryant.

The tyrant wants to be good.

I will politely decline the male lead.

I'm the villainess but so famous.

Crazy princess renia.

The gangster baby of the dukes.

Surving as an illegitimate child.

It's useless to hang on.

Empress cesia wears shorts.

Of all things i became a crow.

No more turning a blind eye.

I became the Ugly lady.

A Stepmother's Marche.

While you are in love.

Devine inconvenience.

After I cured his insomnia, Tyrant became Obsessive.

Revenge is sweeter than honey.

My Unexpected Marriage.

From Duty to Devotion.

Hated It Even More.

I'm to lazy to be the villainess.

The tyrant princess wants to get married.

Stella the star princess.

Please support my revenge.

Reasons to Protect the Witch's son.

The Reason Why The Twin Lady Crossdresses.

Why Do You Love Me When Refuse Your Request.

Finding Camilla.

I Don't Want to Be Loved.

The Villainess has Fun.

Surviving as an Obsessed Servant.

A Saintess adopted by the grand Duke.

I Adopted a Villainous dad.

No Place for the Fake Princess.

Villainess need a Tyrant.

Tamed a blackened slave.

Princess hundreds ways of martyrdom.

A Perfect Ending of the Villain.

Beast within.

I will seduce the male lead for my older brother.

I've become the true villainess.

I became the obsessive villain's babysitter.

I'll change my fate to be executed.

The tyrants tranquillizer.

Crow dutchess.

The Male Leaď's Nephew Loves Me So Much.

Falling for a Dying Princess.

I Am the Villain.

Why Do You Love Me When Refuse Your Request.

The betrayed queen is devoted to by the beautiful baron.

Baby Pharmacist Princess.

The Runaway Lead Lives Next Door.

The villains life l'Il live it once.

La Dolce Vita de Adelaide.

Why Would a Villainess Have Virtue.

My Childhood Friend Became an Obsessive Husband.

10 ways to get rejected by the tyrant.

I Became the Villainess in an Anticlimactic Novel.

To Those Who Long for My Destruction.

Becoming the obsessive male lead's ex-wife.

How to survive as a maid in a horror game.

the fake saint waits to leave.

Obsidian Bride.

Rosalyn Vogart.

Let's take a bath Duke.

The Precious Girl Does Not Shed Tears.

Father i don't want to get married.

The Priest Dreaming of a Dragon.

She No Longer Wields Her Sword.

I am the Male Lead’s Ex-Girlfriend.

Red Laurel Flowers to My Emperor.

I Became The Male Lead’s Female Friend.

Please Don’t Come To The Villainess’ Stationery Store.

In This Life, I Will Raise You Well, Your Majesty.

Vengeance from a Saint Full of Wounds.

The Duke’s Daughter is Going on Strike.

The daughter of evil.

The Villainous grand Duke sister.

Beware the Villainess.

A wicked tale of Cinderella's step mom.

The devil raised a lady.

Reborn As a Character That Never Existed.

The Precious Sister of the Villainous Grand Duke.

I Didn't Save You To Get Proposed To.

I took away the tyrant's virginity.

The dutchess has a death wish.

Heaven official's blessing.

I'm being chased by my husband.

Why she lives as a villainess.

I'll just live on as a villainess.

I created a harm to avoid the male lead.

I became the sultans precious cat.

I'm a villain but I saved the female lead.

I will divorce the female leads brother.

Let's live together.

I became the greatest heiress of the empire.

I raised my younger sister beautyfully .

I Accidentally Saved the Male Lead’s Brother.

I Didn’t Mean to Seduce the Male Lead.

Here reigns the vengeful villainess.

I Am Selling the Main Character’s Shares.

The villainess reverse hourglass.

The price is your everything.

I became the mother of the bloody male lead.

I think it would be better for me to become king.

The Villainess is a Marionette.

As My Husband Said, I Brought in A Lover.

How a Villainess Survives as a Saint.

The Empress Wants To Avoid the Emperor.

The glamours life of the fake mistress.

The villainess reverse hourglass.

I Will Take Responsibility for the Welfare of the Male Lead.

Cinderella Wasn’t Me.

The Crown Prince’s Fiancée.

Not-Sew-Wicked Stepmom.

Marriage Alliance for Revenge.

To My Husband’s Mistress.

The reason why raeliana ended up in the Dukes mansion.

Ennead.

[bloody-cupcakes]

Yandere/dark Whittaker! Master x reader; you get caught trying to escape

Tw: yandere/dark content, gender neutral reader, implied kidnapping/Stockholm syndrome, soft femdom, the Master refers to the reader as pet in an affectionately degrading manner, the Master has a dacryphilia kink, implied smut at the end

You'd been caught trying to escape from the Master after she'd overthrown the monarchy of an alien planet you'd been visiting together recently. In all honesty, you had no idea why you'd ran away from her; she was the only family you'd ever known, the only home you'd ever had.

The guards held onto your arms tightly as they marched you to the throne room, preventing you from trying to run away again. The large marble doors opened to reveal none other than the Master herself seated on the ornate throne.

She look displeased as usual, though her face lit up the moment she saw you. "My pet," she cooed out sweetly, leaning forward so she could get a better look at you. "Where have you been, dear? We've been looking for you for ages. I've been so worried."

You kept your head down, glancing up at her with guilt filled eyes. "I'm sorry, Master. I- I didn't mean to," you insisted remorsefully. Your face heated up with shame as you looked down, clearly regretting your actions.

"Oi, look up at your majesty when she speaks to you!" One of the guards demanded gruffly, yanking your arm some in an effort to get you to listen. You let out a soft whimper in fear, something that caused the Master's blood to boil.

"That's enough," she snapped harshly at the guard. "Let them go." If looks could kill, they'd both be dead on the floor for daring to touch her beloved pet like that and speak to them that way.

They both obliged, letting go of you. You dropped to the floor almost immediately, kneeling as a sign of respect. The Master smirked in satisfaction at your action, pleased to know that she'd taught you well.

"Leave us." She dismissively waved the guards away, her attention focused fully on you. They both bowed before exiting the throne room, shutting the doors behind them. "Come here, pet. Come to your Master."

The good pet you were, you instantly obeyed. Knowing better than to get back up again without her permission, you crawled over to where she sat on the throne, resting your cheek against her knee.

"What a good little pet you are." She reached a gloved hand out and patted the top of your head affectionately. "Tell me, why did you run away, hm? You know better than that."

You whimpered at her words, for although her tone was gentle and kind you knew you'd misbehaved and were going to be punished because of it. "I- I don't know, Master. I got separated from you, and I was scared and confused."

The Master moved her hand down to the side of your face, lovingly stroking your cheek with her thumb. Your breathing became ragged as you spoke, and your eyes welled with tears, as though you might cry.

Her hearts broke for you; she could tell you felt guilty still and didn't mean to disobey her. "Oh, don't cry, sweetheart. I won't punish you this time. I can tell you feel bad enough as it is."

Her soft words of reassurance didn't do much to help calm you, tears spilling from your eyes and down your cheeks mere seconds later. "I- I'm sorry, Master... I really didn't mean to run away from you..." You sobbed quietly as you pressed your face into her lap.

As much as she felt bad for you, she couldn't deny just how much it turned her on to see you crying like this. She shifted some in her seat as her panties grew damp from her arousal, something you didn't notice due to how hard you were still crying.

"Now, now. There's really no need for all of this," she scolded in a light tone. "I'll tell you what, pet. If you behave for me by making me feel good, we can call it even and forget all about your transgressions. How does that sound?"

The Master grabbed your face gently with her hand, tilting your head upwards so you'd be forced to look at her. Your eyes were glossy still with tears, your bottom lip quivering with emotion as you watched her.

"Yes, Master. I- I can behave for you." Your voice was uneven and full of emotion due to your recent outburst, but she smiled nonetheless, glad she could get something productive out of your tears.

"Good pet. Now-" she moved the gloved hand that wasn't still holding your face down to the top of her pants and began to undo the buttons "-get to work."