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darkdevasofdestruction · 3 years

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Can you make headcanon with Demons Brothers ( Obey me ) who finds out about reader was abused ? Sorry for my english, it's not my first languague.

Well, I don’t know what’s like to be physically abused by your family, but I’ve been through my fair share of abuse in a relationship, so I can understand where you come from here.

For anyone who sees this post and needs comfort after any kind of dark thing that happened to you, including abuse of any kind - Yes, even the types that happen in relationships - You get what I mean - I will write for that.

I had BNHA blogs who wrote comfort pieces for me and it helped to make me feel better, and if I can help anyone feel better with themselves after this like that, then I’m happy x

Also, I don’t write for so many characters in one post anymore, it’s honestly draining and I can’t bring myself to write like that anymore, so I will just write for Lucifer, Mammon and Satan x

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Lucifer

Out of everyone, Lucifer is the only one who can keep his composure, albeit barely so.

He is a demon, he knows all humans sin, but unlike demons, humans are supposed to be both good and evil, so what the hell possessed those idiots to behave so terribly with a pure angel such as yourself?

He just couldn’t comprehend why the hell humans are capable of such atrocities, when not even demons behave this way.

Ahh, the anger he’s feeling, not even Satan, in his worst phase, could understand - It was a monumental, infinite, incomprehensible kind of rage that burnt his heart so badly.

Despite everything he was feeling as you told him everything that happened, he merely bit his lip to contain himself, and hugged you tightly, letting you cry in his arms, as he stroked your hair, knowing that it can calm down a human - Or at least some sort of sense of protection and warmth.

He would tell you how you were so incredibly brave for managing to tell someone about the horrible, while also, you are so strong for being able to live with this for so long, and bear with the consequences of abuse.

But you managed to break through, somehow, and you were amazing - In his eyes, you were the strongest human alive.

Lucifer knows how horrible emotional pain is, and he would much rather feel physical one, than the other type, because he knows he won’t break that way.

But seeing you so fragile, small and broken in his arms ultimately shattered his heart, and he swore to get revenge in the worst way possible on your abusers.

He knows revenge solves nothing, but at least he’ll get some satisfaction, and somehow, knowing that the people who did bad things to you are there no more, may make you feel just a bit safer.

Despite being one of the most sensible brothers, he will still search to do more and more human psychology research, and with your help and insight, will try to help you recover, even a tiny bit, and will be there every step of the way as you are healing, never letting go of your hand.

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Mammon

Okay, lemme tell you straight -

While Mammon is the most in-touch with his emotional side, he will suffer the most hearing that you, his most beloved person alive, had to go through such terrible things in your life.

You were just a small, frail human, you barely lived, compared to him, so why did you have to go through such trauma?!

He would outright cry, like anime waterfalls, and would cling on you, rocking with you back and forth, but he wasn’t sure if he was trying to comfort you, or himself, at that point, since he was hurting so much.

His brain would stop for a little while, and he would remember all the shit he got from Maddi, and sometimes, even the bad things that he accepts from his brothers, as a way to keep them happy, but ultimately, he would manage to get to the point where he tries to find ways to ease your soul of your burdens and traumas.

He will be even clingier than before, will spoil you even more, will make sure NOBODY yells around you, does moves too abruptly to scare you off, and basically, will thread carefully every step of the way to prevent anything from being a potential trigger.

Will literally kill Asmo if he tries to hug you without consent, or if he tries to flirt or make advances towards you, and while he won’t say why, he’ll just throw Asmo away and drag you away, to a safer place - Unless you reassure him that his younger brother isn’t a trigger or a threat in your eyes.

Poor Mammon will be a bit paranoid and will go overboard with a lot of things, threating you like a frail snowdrop, and it isn’t until you tell him that you won’t break from little things like this, that he can afford to take it a bit easier than before.

But don’t forget that he will even yell and fight Lucifer if he dares get mad at you for whatever reason, or use his demon form or powers around you.

And the same goes for the Avatar of Wrath, or Gluttony, when he’s dangerously hungry.

Also, he will kill Belphie if he attempts to kill you.

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Satan

Satan.exe stopped working.

I mean, how is he supposed to react anyway?

His most precious person tells him that they have been mistreat, and he’s supposed to stay...Calm?

That’s impossible.

He will literally get up and leave without a word, will leash out his rage in a place where you couldn’t possible go, and when he’s finally done, will return to you as if nothing happened, albeit, with the necessary apologies for leaving like that, and returning with a lot of sweets, comfort food, flowers and anything that he knows you love and would bring a smile on your face.

Despite how much he reads, he only knows things in theory, and needs your guidance to apply things practically because, as he knows very well, every person is different, and different things work for different people.

With you, and around you, he will be the calmest specimen possible known to this realm, and the others, because he knows his rage could be a horrible trigger for you, and the last thing he wants is for you to be afraid of him, or, Heaven forbid, cry because of his mistakes.

Satan will make sure to check on you at all times, either f2f or via texts, and when you’re going out somewhere, or just chilling together, he will hold your wrist.

He will say he thinks you have very cute and delicate hands, but really, he subtly checks for your pulse to see if you have any anxiety spikes or anything that would be proof that something is bothering you in any way, shape or form.

As everyone knows, Satan is very attentive about literally everything, and incredibly detail-oriented, so he will over-analyse anything and come up with his own conclusions, and once he’s used to understanding your behaviour, he will automatically go and solve anything in your place, and it will shock you, ‘cause he’s so on point?? How did he even guess??

He won’t treat you any differently, considering that he’s always been sweet and polite with you, but will definitely criticise his brothers or other strangers if they behave in a way that may be triggering...Or hell, maybe annoying, ‘cause it gives him a motive to get away from nuisances who won’t stop talking.

Apart from his inferiority complex, he never received any kind of abuse, so he isn’t familiar with the feeling, nor can he claim to fully comprehend or sympathise with what you’re going through, however, he understands logically, and knowing how much it hurts you even know, and how it still affects you long-term, he is aware that he is unable to let you brave this storm alone.

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art-n-peaches · 5 years

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The dragon tattoo[1]

Genera: Demon AU, Angel AU, College AU, Fluff, Maybe smut, Angst

Warnings: foul language, mentions of abuse

Note: Hey everyone! This is my new series and I hope everyone likes it.

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Confetti decorated the room, five empty beer cans and three pizza boxes filled with crusts. That’s the type of hardcore partying our y/n and her best friend do during their college life. The two of them had successfully passed their Economics test and decided to go nuts. So now they were both half drunk, or maybe fully drunk eating pizza and laughing about things that weren’t funny in the least.

The boy lied his head on your thighs, he had a stupid grin on his face that meant nothing but bad news. And how could that be with both of you being drunk after barely two cans of beer. Suddenly he jumped up and gave you an even bigger grin, he was wiggling in his spot full of excitement, maybe it was the alcohol but you could literally see a light bulb above his head, definitely not good news.

“Listen, I have this great idea.”

“No”

“You didn’t even-“

“We’re not summoning a demon.”

“How did you even know?”

“It’s your go to.”

“But what if he’s a nice one?”

“No, what the hell?”

“Y/n, what’s the worst that can happen?”

“He could kill us.”

“Pleasee~” Something about a grown person pouting made you want to smack them in the face, unless it was your best friend, and he was aware.

“If we die..”

“We won’t I pinky promise.”

You sighed in defeat, reaching under your bed and pulling out what seemed to be a maroon book, with a velvet cover and some black prints and offered it to Eun. He tried to get a hold of it, but you pulled back.

“You better be sure because I have a test in two days and if I fail I’ll drag your ass in hell myself.”

He pulled the book from your hands, rolling his eyes in the process.

“Yeah, yeah okay.”

You sat in front of each other and Eun started going through it. Forever went by and you couldn’t find a single demon you could summon. It was getting frustrating. There was no other sound around you except Euns quiet reading. Page after page the book was thinning, and you were giving up. Just about you were about to call it quits Eun jumped up in excitement.

“I got it, I did.”

“Eun sit down you brute, this is a dorm.”

“Look at him y/n, he’s perfect.”

You took the book of his hands and read silently.

-no name

Known as the illegitimate child of Lilith and Michael, two of the most dangerous beings to ever exist. Although demons are creatures that cause chaos and pain, they are quite strict. Both of these creatures committed sacrilege and for it they would be punished gravely so they decided to leave their child in the most deserted spot of their realm.

Being a child of a demon and an archangel he is prone to create chaos but do good as well.

Legend has it he is the most powerful creature to have ever exist but has no knowledge of it. Abandoned and untrained he is damned to walk the grounds of hell unaccompanied and unacknowledged.

Child of Tears

traits

Curious, docile, lonely, walks barefoot

know as

Child of tear

how to summon

Stand up straight and barefoot, kneel slowly and bow, close your eyes and shed tears of remorse towards your parents, still kneeling. Sit up straight, and call the child of tear.

warrings

Child of tear is a lonely creature and is easy to create an unwanted bond with. Has not been known to step on human territory.

“He was abandoned?”

“I feel bad for it.”

“Him!” Your voice was louder than it should be, Euns words seemed heartless and you couldn’t just let him offend the poor demon like that.

“I’m sorry, him. Let’s just do this.”

On the other side a lonely creature sat with his back against the wall of his house. The permanent tear stains on his cheeks being painted over again. It was a sad sight really. He sat with his knees pressed against his chest begging for a sun ray, a speck of warmth, trembling as it just got colder.

The crumbled walls were gray, the ground was covered in ash, no roof over his head. There was nothing he could do so he just let his tears fall once more.

“Him!”

A female voice echoed, and the demon just looked around in confusion, noone has ever been around him except for his father when he made sure no powers had manifested yet. The voice gave him warmth, it felt like a shield, for the first time the child of tears had stopped crying.

A deep sigh came as he felt the ground around him shaking, was it finally time, time for his misery to end?

He shut his eyes tightly waiting for peace.

Everything stabilized soon and he opened his eyes just for them to meet with yours. He quickly hid himself in the smallest corner of the room, his knees pressed against his chest and his eyes shut tight once more.

You looked at the poor demons state and felt your heart sink. Crawling close to him you tired to comfort him.

“It’s okay, we’re not going to hurt you.”

He looked up at the familiar voice. Still curled up in a corner but at least his head was up now. You analyzed his features, they were soft and beautiful, pure perfection. A small mole was on the tip of his nose and another one on his lips, those beautiful shaped lips that were dry and bloody. You got closer, and reached for him, but he just whimpered and tried to hide further into the wall, hiding his face once again.

You just shifted a bit, sat in front of him and patiently waited for him to calm down. His body seemed to relax soon enough, the room was dead silent, he was used to silence, but right now he felt sick of the sound of it.

His head peeked up barely enough for his eyes to show. They were so dark,enchanting, you could see the pain in then though , you could feel your heart sink further and further the longer you looked at him. It hadn’t occured to you at first but his eyes were different, he had a double eyelid on one side and a mono-lid on the other. It strangely gave his face two different feelings, the more you separated the two the more you felt the danger rise, truly a child of an angel and a demon.

Now you were sitting in front of him barely a few inches appart. His face was fully visible now, pressed against his knees, eyes looking at you with curiosity, expectation, invitation.

You reached for him and this time he didn’t try to hide. With your right hand you cupped his cheek and he leaned into your touch. A single tear slid down his face, hitting your hand.

A smile appeared on your face seeing the docile creature lean into your touch, something about him made every single molecule of your body want to give him all the warmth you could give. You stayed like that for a while, when it felt long enough you tried to pull away but he just whimpered and pressed his hand against yours.

“What’s your name?”

“Name?” He waited a few seconds before shaking his head, he didn’t deserve one.

His voice although quiet was quite deep, he spoke and his voice was husky as if he hadn’t talked for decades and it just pained you too force him and say anything else.

Eun just started at the two of you slightly terrified, after a few minutes maybe he was drunk enough to hallucinate, who knows. Pulling a small blanket from the closed he lied on the couch and passed out, he can worry about everything tomorrow.

“Are you tired?” Your voice was hushed, it felt strange to talk to him in any tone but.

He just nodded, his eyes were closed as he just enjoyed the warmth of your hand. He’d yawn from time to time, blink a few times and then settle back down.

“Do you want to sleep?”

“Sleep?”

“Yeah, you don’t know what sleep is?”

He just shook his head lightly.

“It’s something humans do when they’re tired, you lay down and you close your eyes and just sleep.”

He opened his eyes and looked at you fully confused.

“Would you like me to show you.”

A glint of excitement shone in his eyes and you just took that as a yes.

You tangled his fingers with his and slightly signaled for him to stand up. He complied and as he stood up you fully acknowledged his state. Clothes dark, large and torn, covered in what looked like dust or maybe ash. You skaned his thin frame, although quite tall he looked very skinny, everything about him just screamed suffering.

Quietly you guided him towards your bed. He walked behind you, scared of every object around him. When you stopped in front of the bed he bumped into you and quickly ducked down, covering his head.

You ran your fingers through his hair, he did nothing but look up at you, surprised. The small smile on your lips told him it was okay, told him he was safe.

He stood up and just waited for you to give him directions.

“You see, this is where I sleep. So how about you just lie down here and close your eyes.”

He did as you told him too and a look of utter shock was painted on him, the kind little kids get when they walk into their surprise birthday party.

You pulled the covers up and made sure he was comfortable before you walked way. The second you tried to leave he clutched your hand tightly and a soft whimper left his lips.

“Alone.”

His eyes were filled with tears and his hand was clutching yours tightly.

“Do you want me to lay down with you?”

“Sleep, me?”

You couldn’t say no, anyway you didn’t even think to, so you got in with the creature,he kept a fair distance although it was a small bed, his hand was still gripping yours tightly until you both fell asleep.

The sun shone through the slightly opened drapes hitting your gently closed eyes. The warmth felt nice against your skin but for the first time it wasn’t the only speck of warmth around you, for once you didn’t wake up in a cold dull world. You felt energized, although you drank more than you could handle last night there were no signs of a hangover.

A pair of fingers were softly tangled with yours and it came as a surprise but you just ignored it, thinking it was Eun and just basket in the lovely warmth your body received from the contact.

A small sigh came before you turned around to face your best friend. Your eyes were still shut but you got closer and closer until your head was leaning against his chest. His scent was different from his usual scent, musky tangled with a slight mix of orange blossom and ash, soon enough you realized what was going on, the memories running through your head. The man next you was no one but the creature you summoned the night before.

After a few minutes you started to fall asleep again just to get interrupted series of small whimpers. Your eyes fluttered open analyzing your surroundings. His features contorted in pain and the grip on your hand loosened. He covered his head and curled into a ball. His whimpers grew and started groaning, his body started twisting and he groaned in pain.

“Hey, wake up,” you shook his body slightly, “please wake up.” You shook his body harder, hand pressed against his chest, he just trembled in fear and pain.

You were slowly panicking, nothing was working and you couldn’t just look at him go through so much pain. He gripped your wrist tightly, eyes opening wide. The sight was terrifying. His lips were parted, it seemed as if he was struggling to breath, his back was arched and his heartbeat was insanely rapid.

Ash brown hair bow turned fiery red and a series of red and teal tattoos appeared on his body. His eyes were wide open and the sight of them was divine. They shone brightly almost like precious gems, one of them was smerald and the other ruby but there was no time to appreciate them. Looking into his eyes you remembered the soft look his dark orbs had yesterday while you held his face.

It was impossible to keep his head in place as his body twisted and shaked. You climbed on top of him trying to keep him steady as both of your hands cupped his face.

“Please wake up.”

Your forehead pressed against his and you heard him gasp. He sat up quickly, looking at his surroundings fully panicked.

“Calm down, you’re safe.”

He gripped your body tightly still trembling. You ran your fingers through his hair, swaying your bodies lightly. After a few minutes of swaying and comforting words he finally settled down.

You pulled back to take a look at his face. His eyes weren’t as bright as before and his hair seemed to slowly fade. He looked ethereal, you could tear your gaze away from him.

Slowly leaning forward and pressed your lips against his. The feeling was intense, divine even. Your body shook at the intense feeling, it was better than every kiss you had ever experienced. Feeling beyond addicted at this point you hungrily kissed him, moaning and whimpering at the strong sensation.

He held your body tightly as he kissed back, unsure of his actions, he had heard of kissing before but he didn’t think it would feel anything like this. It felt like he was being devoured by flames but he loved the sensation. Gripping your hips he pulled you closer, he felt his mark extending and burn but he refused to pull back, not for a second did he want to feel any different from now.

Soon enough you had to.

You pulled back barely able to catch your breath, you gazed at his swollen lips which now looked smooth and had no cuts unlike yesterday. Softly you moved your fingers across his skin, his lovely tanned skin, and just like yesterday he leaned into your touch.

“Taehyung.”

He looked at you with curious eyes, wondering what was that you just said. The word was completely unfamiliar to him and yet somehow he liked the sounds of it.

“Do you like it? It’s a name.”

His eyes shone with excitement, he nodded and bounced on the soft mattress. The action itself scared the boy as he looked around himself with wide eyes. After you reassured him that that’s what beds did if you moved in them he just smiled widely and started bouncing in the bed.

“Hey you, stop you’re going to break it.”

“Taehyung.” He said cutely pointing at himself.

“Yes, your name is Taehyung.” You said gently patting his head.

“You know you shouldn’t name things that don’t belong to you, you can get attached.”

A shiver ran down your spine, the room got colder as the sun tore away from your window, the voice came from behind you. It was dark slightly harsh, venom like.

Taehyung lowered his head avoiding eye contact with whomever it was that spoke. You turned around just to encounter a tall figure leaning against your desk.

“Kim Jiwoon, also known as ‘the bloodthirsty”, pleasure to meet you.”

“Can’t say the same, you weren’t invited and you’re not welcomed, so take your leave.”

“That’s now how it works. I was sent here to get that thing you’re sitting on.”

“Did you just call him a thing?”

“Indeed, he’s not a demon, he’s not an angel, definitely not human nor animal, he’s a thing.”

Taehyung just whimpered at his words, his head hung low and tears run down his face. You cupped his face and pulled him closer, his head buried into the crook if your neck.

“Stop it, you’re making him cry.”

“He’s the child if tears, crying is what he does.”

“And I’m the human not to fuck with, I rip throats out, thats what I do.”

“I can see that, you’re cuddling an unknown creature, you got balls. I have to take him though .”

“Nope.”

“You can’t do anything about it, you’re just a human.”

“Try me.”

He smirked at your words. You felt something wrap around your throat and you screamed as you found yourself pinned against the wall. Taehyung moved fast to try and free you, but he wasn’t strong enough.

“I’ll let her go if you come with me.”

He turned to look at Jiwoon and then back at you. He saw in how much pain you were, your feet kicking the air as you struggled to breath. He knew how much that hurt. With a nod he started walking towards Jiwoon.

“Good job Taehyungie. Lets go now.”

The way he called his name made you sick, he had no right to do so

He grabbed Taehyung’s wrist and pulled him harshly, you tried to tell him to stop but it all came out as muffled screams. Taehyung pulled his wrist away from Jiwoons grip who just looked at him in utter shock.

“Go.” He said pointing at you.

“You think you’re in position to make demands?”

Taehyung gritted his teeth, his hair started turning into ginger.

“Let, the human go.” It seemed like multiple voices were speaking at once, both you and Jiwoon withered in fear.

He emphasized every single word, his eyes glowing in a red shade unlike the previous colors. Jiwoon seemed angry, his hair started to whiten and the previous mark started extending, parts of his already existing tattoo turned a glowing white almost blinding, but it soon faded as he saw Taehyungs glorious red mark. His mark was almost triple the size if Jiwoons and you could feel it’s crushing energy.

The beautiful dragon tattoo took over his chest and neck, covered most of his right arms and you were sure it was wrapped around his torso. The grip on your throat and arms and shoulders released, and you harshly dropped but instead of hitting the floor you felt your body float.

Taehyung took another glance at you his hair still white but his mark and eyes had softened. He gently smiled at you before making his way towards what seemed to be a sort of dark hole, which you assumed was a portal.

As he stepped in you groaned in pain. It felt as if something was tugging at your chest. Your skin burned and if was agonizing, you could see Taehyung on his knees, half inside the portal, he clutched his chest tightly.

You could see him glitching, his hair was blonde tangled with red highlights and it kept changing, red, white, blonde, his eyes did the same the glowing colors kept switching. Blood came through your shirt and you started to panic, you looked towards their way just to see blood dripping down Taehyungs neck.

Jiwoon just stared at him terrified, he looked like madman mumbling how this couldn’t be happening to him and fully hyperventilating. Soon enough he collected himself after you screamed at him to pull his shit together. With a quick swift of his hand Taehyung was pressed against the wall, arms and legs pinned down. You could feel the pain decrease and your breath was steady.

“What the hell!?”

“Tell me you don’t have a mark on your chest.”

“What!?”

“TELL ME YOU DON’T HAVE A FUCKING MARK ON YOUR CHEST.”

You pulled your shirt slightly, the bleeding had stopped and a red dragon mark was evident on you skin. Looking up at Jiwoon you didn’t say anything.

“No, fuck they are going to skin me.”

“Who? What is going on? Why do I have a tattoo? What the fuck Jiwoon?”

“You bonded, he bonded, he fucking bonded with you.”

“How is that possible?”

“How am I supposed to know, this is not normal in our world, or in the angelic one, neither of us bonds. We pick humans to bother or to protect but we don’t fucking bond, bonding is for creatures of the same species.”

“Then explain this you moron.”

You pulled the collar of your shirt revealing the red ink decorating your chest. Jiwoon appeared in front of you at the speed of light, as he reached his hand to touch your mark, Taehyung growled and the mark became glowing red.

“No.”

“What did you say?”

Jiwoons fingers pressed against your skin but he pulled back fast.

“It burnt me, the fucking mark burned me.”

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spookyyenna · 6 years

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Dragon Knight: Prolouge

In the realm of Ochinica, creatures of all shapes, sizes, and species live together in peace and harmony. Others chose to live in isolation for fear of being harassed or judged by their appearance and some of them only have one thing on their mind; creating chaos and destruction. Luckily, there’s a kingdom that rests in the heart of the realm. This kingdom is known as, The Ixurin Kingdom. However, this particular kingdom isn’t ruled by some pixie or a mere human, no, it is ruled by a group of creatures that are either feared upon, respected, and were considered to be legends by their ancestors and folklore. These creatures are known as Dragons. These mythical reptiles are well known throughout the realm and almost everyone have different opinions and views about them; some villagers see them as fire-breathing monsters and others see them as a type of “guardian protector”. However you see them, dragons are massively well-known creatures and the history about them goes beyond ages.

Ixurin is ruled by an all mighty and powerful dragon named Avrairie. A tall and muscular reddish-brown dragon that controls the element of fire; his fiery abilities are known throughout the entire kingdom and it has been past down from generation to generation. He's a very stoic ruler that takes any situation seriously and when it comes to his family, allies, and the people of his kingdom, Avrairie will risk his own life to keep the ones he loves and cares about the safest. But, a king can't rule without his beautiful queen. Ruling by his side is Queen Litho, a slim light-blue and white dragon that controls the element of wind. Unlike her husband, Litho is a bit more free-spirited but at the same time, she’s brave and courageous in the face of danger. She’s also the type of dragon that won’t take no for an answer nor let some male tell her what to do or how to do things. Unless they want to be at the receiving end of her sharp claws or sphere. Although their personalities and differences clash with one another at times, the two dragons always find a way to work it out and their undying love for each other continues to bloom for many years to come. But, suddenly a miracle was about to occur in the kingdom and it was going to change the king and queen’s lives forever.

“By the dragon gods, what’s taking them so long!?” Avrairie said impatiently as he paced back and forth in front of the castle’s infirmary. He was severely worried about his wife as she’s been dealing with the stomach flu, odd eating habits, and various changes in her mood. Litho, who was in total denial and thinks she fine, tries to keep her husband from worrying himself to death; unfortunately for Litho, her husband thought this was a serious matter and she needed to be seen by one of the doctors and nurses at the Infirmary. Refusing to listen to her husband, the female dragon crossed her arms and stood her ground. “My love, I may be your beautiful queen but, I’m no damsel in distress! And I’m perfectly fine.” right as she says that, Litho runs to the nearest bush and vomits into it.

“...Perfectly fine my tail…” Avrairie muttered as he went to go comfort his wife before taking her to the infirmary. “C’mon dear...I think this illness of yours won this round.”

Minutes have turned into hours and Avrairie’s impatience has turned into anger as he wasn’t getting anything back from the nurses and doctors inside the infirmary. The reddish-brown dragon was very tempted to run inside and see what was going with his wife. Is she okay? Did she get poisoned? What’s going on!? Oh dear god! Please let her be okay!! All of these questions and thoughts were running through the poor male dragon’s mind and it was getting to the point where he was about to have a full-blown anxiety attack. Suddenly, an elf doctor came out of the infirmary and approached the anxious and worried creature with caution and determination in her eyes. She looked up at him and cleared her throat in hopes, of getting the dragon’s attention; lucky for the elf it did just the trick as he quickly noticed her presence and stayed quiet as she began to speak.

“Your majesty...before I go any further...I asked that you stay quiet and calm while I give you this important and sensitive information. Do you understand?

Avrairie nodded back to the elf as he took deep breaths to calm both his mind and body down. Once he was done with the breathing technique, he returned his attention to the elf.

“Good, now where were we?” says the elf as she starts to gather her thoughts. “Ah yes! First off, Queen Litho is going to be fine. This is a normal thing female dragons and other female species. Second off, the other doctors, nurses, and I already said this to her highness. And, I think it’s fair that you should hear this too: Congratulations your majesty! You’re gonna be a father~” the elf finished with a smile.

“I-I’m going to be a father…” Avrairie was in total shock of this revelation. He soon started to cry in the joy of becoming a parent for the first time and for the first time in years, he smiled! He actually smiled! “So the dragon gods have blessed us with a baby. Tell me, doctor, will it be a boy? Or will it be a girl? I’m fine with whichever one, just as long as they grow into a strong and healthy dragon.”

“If I was a witch or a fortune teller, I would’ve told you and the queen in a heartbeat.” the elf chuckled. “But I’m sorry your highness that’s all I know. However, what I do know is that your baby is healthy and he or she will most definitely grow into a strong and healthy dragon~ now then, shall we go see your wife? I’m sure she would love to see her ‘serious’ husband smile and cry.”

“ Uhh yes...but please do keep that part about me crying? Litho loves to gossip and I won’t hear the end of her teasing if she finds out…” Avrairie blushed.

“Hahaha! No promises your majesty! But in all seriousness though; you’re gonna be an amazing father and your child will make an excellent heir to your kingdom.” the elf smiled as she gave the male dragon a reassuring pat on the side.

“Thank you, Doctor. I’ll be sure to have everything taken care of before the baby’s arrival. And I’ll make a huge announcement to the entire kingdom!”

The elf doctor loved the king’s plans for his future child and she couldn’t be more excited for the arrival of the newest member of the royal family. And with that, Avrairie went into the infirmary to be with his wife and tend to her every need until the birth of their child. Litho, who was also equally excited and overjoyed about being a parent, was worried...worried that forces of evil and dark magic would come and claim the life of her and the baby. But, she shook these thoughts out of her mind as she continued to receive kisses and cuddles from her husband.

Meanwhile...

In a dark and wooded area, miles and miles away from the kingdom. Purple smoke and auras of dark magic spread throughout the Plainfield as figures of shadow and darkness roam around with deceitful intentions in their hearts and blood of the victims in their hands, paws, or hooves. Inside a dark cave lived a female dragon; her colors were a combination of purple and magenta, and she had a cheeky grin that screamed trouble. Sitting on a makeshift throne and looking through a crystal ball. Inside the ball was images of the king and queen of Ixurin looking happy and excited about their newest family member. This made the female dragon grin even harder...but not in a good way. What is she planning? And what are her intentions with the royal family!?

“Well, well, well,” she mumbled. “My baby sister and her little hubby are having a little rugrat of their own!? HA! HA! HA! HA! AHHH HAHAHA!! I think it’s time for big sister to come for a visit and see her new niece or nephew…!” she grinned devilishly as her claws start to glow purple with little purple bolts flying out of it. Ready or not baby sister...here I come.

To be continued…?

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