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Hello! 🖤 I have an ask, what do you think Thranduil would think of himself if he stumbled upon a precarious human who was injured and found himself falling in love with her? 🤌🏻 could you write something like that? 🙏🏼 maybe he drapes his amazing cloak around her when she panics over her predicament?? Thank you in advanced 🖤🖤
I am very happy to write a thranduil story for you! I hope you'll enjoy, it's my first time writing for him 😁
Your eyes were just starting to open as you felt the warm sun shine through the window, the night before you had stayed in a pub called The Prancing Pony, and the room you were staying in had a window right next to your bed. You sit up it bed and rub the sleepiness from your face, knowing another god damn day was about to start. You were a lone warrior who traveled all over middle earth, you had no home, no family and your bed was pretty much anywhere you could find at the end of the night. Weather that would be a bed like this one, or the forest floor on your travels, it's safe to say you much preferred the bed to the ground. You had stayed at the Prancing Pony many times before, as it was a good place inbetween travels where you could rest up and carry on with your days. You would travel across middle earth and help to rid villages of dangers, weather it be a monster, a band of orcs, or worse. It was just the norm for you now, and there didn't seem to be anything that would change that, not that you knew of at least.
You got dressed into your light armour then made your way downstairs to the man behind the bar, he offered you some food for the road after you paid him, and you accepted happily. Once you left The Prancing Pony, you walked over to the horse stables and collected your horse Thunder, aptly named because the first time you met him he was just a pony and he helped you out of a rather nasty thunderstorm. As you were walking Thunder down the path, a man ran up to you looking rather out of breath, and quite panicked. "Miss! Miss! I see you have weapons on your back! Are you a fighter?!" "Technically yes, I've slain orcs and monsters, and I can hold my own in a fight" "Really? Oh thank the gods! Please, I need your help" "What's wrong?" "It's my son! He ran away from home after an argument, spouting that he was the strongest in the family and he would prove it! He's ran away to Mirkwood forest" "Mirkwood? Why Mirkwood?" "He wanted to bring back the head of the monstrous spider! But I told him that there were too many and it would be suicide! Please, can you try to find him?......I....I know there is a chance he's already gone....if the worst has happened, please could you being his body back so we can bury him in our family plot?"
There was so much pain in his voice, like the thought of his son being dead was too hard to bare. "I will try to find him, and I will try to bring him back to you alive" "Oh thank you miss, I have many jems hear to pay you for your effort" "We can discuss payment once I'm back, until then, I should get going" "Thank you again my lady" "Oh-uh" For such a long time you haven't liked being referred to as a lady, your not a royal and you never act like a lady anyway, especially not the way you talk, act and fight. "Y/N is fine" And with that, you carried on out of the little village and headed towards Mirkwood. With Thunder being your horse, you were able to travel at great distances, within a short amount of time, you were able to pass by Last Bridge and Bruinen. It was night fall by the time you both reached the other side of the misty mountains, you were tempted to ask for shelter in Rivendel, but you weren't sure what kind of welcome you would receive. You had heard stories about the elves, and the ones at Rivendel seemed nice enough, but it was the ones in Mirkwood who most people spoke ill about. You had heard many stories, mostly to do with the history of Thorin Oakenshield and the King of Mirkwood. They had some kind of falling out and there was hatred on both sides, it may have been something to do with Smaug, the dragon who attacked Erabor.
According to witnesses, The Elf king did nothing to help the Dwarf king and his people after Smaug took their home, and that there were rumours that the same elf king captured them and kept them his dungeons when they tried to claim their home back. That's the bad side some people see, but there were others who pointed out that the Elf king helped in the battle of the five armies, although, apparently he was there already to take back something from Erabor. But again, he also lended aid to the people of Dale after the dragon attack, there were so many stories, you couldn't make heads or tales of it. This was running through your mind as you settled down for the night at the edge of the mountains, with you and Thunder warming up by the fire. You decided it was just better to avoid this King or any of his other elves when you were in there, it was going to be difficult enough having to find this young man, in Mirkwood of all places. People have gone mad or even died in that place, and you didn't want to be another one of those people who was whispered about when stories were told. After having something to eat, you drifted off to sleep, lying against Thunder as he leans close to the fire.
The next morning, you awoke from the sunrise and you grabbed something to eat from your backpack as you started getting ready to move again. Not forgetting to feed Thunder of course, he loves his crunchy apples, he couldn't get enough of them. Once you were both fed and ready, the journey started again, and it wasn't long at all before you reached the edge of Mirkwood, with this peculiar looking entrance, it looked very aged, but also like it had been hand carved by the finest eleven hands. You knew that taking Thunder in there was going to be dangerous, however, Thunder was a very stern horse indeed. Over the years, when you have tried to keep him away when your on a dangerous mission, he would find a way to join you, and wouldn't let you do it alone. You were stuck with him, there was no question. "You ready old friend?" He gave a positive winny noise, and it made you smile. Taking his reigns, you lead him through the entrance and into the forest, hoping that this whole situation would be over soon. You had only been in there for 10 minutes, and it was already feeling difficult to breath, let alone anything else.
The atmosphere had an almost misty feel to it, yet you could see fine, it was like your vision was trying to trick you. The air was heavy and you felt dissy due to what felt like lack of oxygen, but you kept going, looking for any sigh of that young man. Thunder stopped in his tracks, and was clipping his hoof against something on the ground, you climb down to look, and pick up a piece of fabric, and it had the same colour of the shirt the father was wearing, this must be from the young man you were suposed to find. You were clever not to shout for him, this forest could be hiding a whole host of dangers, including the very creatures this man came in hear to find in the first place. You weren't going to draw attention to yourself, so quietly you kept on moving, finding more and more pieces of this material as you followed. Until one piece had some blood on it "Oh god, I hope this is just from a little wound" You said to Thunder, that's when Thunder took a few steps back and looked a little scared, you stroked him to help calm him, and that's when you turn to see what he saw. Behind you in the trees were many cocooned bodies in spider webs, there had to be at least 30, and some of them you could see where long gone.
Skeletons haunted this feeding ground, but you weren't looking for skeletons, this man was hear recently. You left Thunder on the ground and climbed the tree, looking for this man, when out of the corner of your eye, you see a flash of colour, the sake colour as the pieces of material you've found. It was him, wrapped up in this spider web. You climbed over to him and sliced him down with your little blade, he slowly fell to the floor as you jumped back down. Again you use your blade to slice open the webbing, and your so thankful he is breathing. He start to stir, he mumbled with his eyes closed. "N-no mumma, I don't want a sweetroll-" "Hey! Wake up!" You say as you slap him in the face, making him jolt awake and sit up. "What the-How did I-Who are you?! Did you just slap me?!" "Yes I did! Your father sent me hear to find you because he's worried sick about you, why would you be so stupid to run off on your own into Mirkwood, in search of spiders, on PURPOSE?!" "I wanted to bring back the head of a spider to prove I was strong!" "Don't you think a better idea would be to NOT go and hunt a dangerous monster to prove your strength? And instead prove to be a better son? And not scare your father in the process? To the point where he thinks your dead?! You had no skill to do this alone!"
"Excume me! What makes think that?!" You look at him with and angry face, and point up to the spiders webs, and the webs around him. "Hello! You were going to die you moron!" "Alright alright point made" "Good, now, look behind my horse there, do you see that?" "It looks, like a thin wire rope" "It is, I tied it around a part of the entrance of this forest, we will follow it and get out of this place. Then! You will go straight home and apologise for acting like an idiot to your father!" "But-" "Do I make myself clear?!" "Fine! Yes you do" After giving him a stern look, he brushes the rest of the webs off himself as you seen if Thunder is ok, but something is wrong, you sence a presence, a bad one. You turn around and see not one, but three enormous spiders advancing down the tree towards you all.
"Get out of hear now! Follow the wire!" "But what about you-" "Just get out now!" This man ran towards the wire, following it to the entrance of the forest as you ready your weapons. You shoot your cross bow at one spider hitting it straight in the eye and making it fall out of the tree to it's dead, still twitching. The other two run towards you, the swerve inbetween them and slice the leg of one, leaving it in pain and unable remove properly, that's where Thunder comes in.
He races over and starts attacking this wounded spider, kicking it in the body and face with his front and back legs, he has one hell of a kick on him, and he is destroying this spider. That leaves you to focus on the last one, that just so happens to be the biggest, and you notice it had many scars, it's seen battles, will it meet its fate in this one? It charges at you with lightening speed, knocking your weapon out of your hand and pins you up against the tree. Your holding it back by it's fangs, that are trying desperately to bite you, it's so hard keeping him away from your neck. So you kick the back of the tree, and reveal a blade that spikes out of your shoe, which you use to stab this spider in the throat, causing it to squeal and drop you due to the pain. You had no idea how high this spider was holding you, and you fell to the floor and felt a tremendous amount of pain, it was coming from your left arm, thankfully you were right handed, but you were still injured and weren't sure you were going to make it. You try attacking this spider again and again, getting a few injuries in, but it's too quick and to strong, and at one point, it grabs you and throws you against a tree, you feel something break but you don't know what. You fall to the floor in tears of agony, holding your ribs and struggling to breath, your bloodied and bruised, and Thunder is struggling with his own spider, he is unable to get to you. Your spider gets closer and closer to you, you have no way to move without pain, is this it? Were you about to be taken out by this spider?
It's within inches of you now, and you close your eyes as its about to strike at you with it fangs, when suddenly you don't feel anything from it. You just hear the sound of something shooting through the air, and when your eyes open you see an arrow has been shot into this spiders side, causing it to get angry, stand away from you and look for whoever shot it. Out of nowhere, about 15 elves jump out of the bushes and trees, and start attacking this giant spider, and the one that Thunder is struggling with too. The pain is too much and you collapse against the tree, trying desperately to hold in the tears and wishing for this pain to go away. The spider sees you and tries to strike at you again, when suddenly an incredibly tall man jumps out from behind you and stands infront, brandishing his blade to stop this monster. His sword slices one of it's fangs off like it was made of butter, and the spider retreats back in pain, allowing the other elves to attack it more. Your vision is getting harder to focus, the pain it too much, so it doesn't even cross your mind this Elf had knelt beside you to see if your ok, until you see his eyes. His piercing eyes, like sapphires and diamonds blended together in perfect balance.
His hand rests against your cheek, but before you could say anything, you pass out and fall forward, but he catches you before you fall.
The elves had just killed both the spiders as this elf picks you up and holds you in his arms, being careful not move you to much incase it hurts you more. Thunder races over to your unconscious body, and looks panicked. "Do not worry....your rider will be alright with the help of my kin" Somehow, Thunder both understood him and believed him, but he still looked worried down at you. "We will bring them both back to the palace, make sure this magnificent horse is tended to.......I shall take this woman to the healers....let's go" Time seemed to feel so short when you felt yourself waking up again, was it all a bad dream? Did that fight really happen? Your eyes adjusted to the surroundings, but something was wrong, everything was different. You could see you were in a beautiful silk white bed, enormous for just one person, the walls and decorations were beautiful, cream and white in colour, with what looked like green leaves and ivy growing in and around the walls, making it look incredible. Your so busy wondering what happend and where you were, that when you try to sit up, a sharp pain hits you like a bolder. "Hhhsss! By the gods! What the hell?" You pull back the silk quilt, and pull up your shirt to see a bandage delicately wrapped around your ribs, did someone heal you? That's when it all starts flooding back. Saving that man, being attacked by spiders, and elves coming to sav-Elves! The elves of the Mirkwood forest! So that means....I'm in the Mirkwood palace?
You look at the rest of you, and you see that your left arm is in a cast, and you can feel some bruises on your face and chest, but no cuts. Did the Elves use their healing abilities to help you? And if so, why? You manage to sit up and on the edge of the bed, where you hear a knock at the door. "Hello?" "Good day my lady, my name is Elenwen, may I come in?" She seemed polite, was she the elf who helped me?" "Y-yes" The door opened and this very well presented elf maiden entered the room with a trey of fresh fruits, baked goods and fresh water. "Oh, my lady you should be resting. Why don't you lie back in bed?" "No it's alright, I'm fine" "I'm sorry but I don't belive that. Not after I witness King Thranduil using his healing gifts to help you, according to him, you had 2 broken ribs, a broken arm and many other injuries too" "I'm sorry, did you say King?" "Yes, King Thranduil, he and his hunting party were out in the forest and happened upon you in the spiders den. He brought you and your horse back for care and assistance, that was 3 days ago" "Thunder is ok? Oh thank the gods-woh woh woh wait a second! 3 days ago?! I've been unconscious for 3 days?!" "You were healing my lady, your broken bones are nearly healed thanks to the king, and another few days and you should be much better" "I didn't think elven healing could be that quick. Oh, and....there's no need to call me lady, my names Y/N" "Ok, it's a pleasure to know your name Y/N. Is there anything else I can get you or help you with?"
"That's very kind of you, but I've already taken up enough of your time and resources. I'll just take Thunder and be on my way" "Oh you can't possibly do that yet! Your still healing, and the forest is dangerous for someone in your condition" "I'm sure I'll manage, I don't want to be a disturbance hear, I'm not exactly someone of royalty standards, I'm just a commoner. I honestly don't know why the elves helped me in the first place" "Royal or not, you were in need of help, and we gave it too you. Besides, the king asked me to inform him once you had awoken, he wishes to speak to you" "Let me guess, he's going to scald me about being on his land and in his forest?" "Of course not, why would you think that?" "I just assumed it would be that" "I can assure you that is not the case, shall I bring him in now?" "I'll just go to him, I've been in this bed for the days, I need to get out of it" "But I-" "I'm not staying in this bed any longer" "Well, alright, fine. But I'll only bring you to the king if you eat something first, you need your strength" "I'm not hungry, I don't need it" "No food, you stay in bed. And that's final" She seemed adamant about that, and you were in no position the move her out of the way and leave by yourself. So you agreed and ate some food, it was some of the best you had even tasted, once Elenwen was happy with you, she helped you out of bed and walked with you through the palace. The further you moves the darker the whole place got, but only in light, not in mood.
It actualy felt quite pleasant in hear, the walkways were made of these beautiful wooden tree roots, like the whole palace was built in and under an enormous tree of some sorts. It was difficult for you to walk quickly, but Elenwen knew this and walked slowly for you too, she seemed very nice. A few minutes later, she walks you across the biggest of these wooden root bridges, where there are these little steps leading to what looks like a big circular area, and in that, was a giant throne. It too was made out of the same things you walked across, there were two guards in either side of the throne, but right at the top, sitting there, was a majestic looking elf. And it wasn't until he looked down at you, that you remember something else from the spider attack, the diamond and sapphire eyes, they were his.
It's only then that the realisation hits you, the very same man who protected you, was the king! You and Elenwen stood at the foot of the throne, and Elenwen said "My king, the lady Y/N wished to approach you instead of in her bedroom quarters" The king can see your eyes roll when she says "Lady" again, you don't see it, but it actualy slightly amuses him.
"Guard, bring Y/N a chair" He does, and places it close to where you were. "Leave us, I wish to speak with Y/N alone" Both the guards and Elenwen leave the area, and now it's just you and the king. He walks down from his throne and stands just the right distance from you. "Please, take a seat" "That's kind, but I don't need one" "Don't need one?.....I'm suprised" You just shrug your shoulder, not knowing what to say. "So?.....might I ask, how you happend to be in the Mirkwood forest on your own?" "I was searching for someone" "And who might that be?" "A young man who had foolishly ran away to slay a spider, trying to prove his bravery and strength to his father" "I see, and did he get what he was seeking" "Nope, all he got was a smack in the face when I got him out of the spiders web, and a firm telling where to go because of his stupidity" This time you see it, a little smirk at the side of his face. "So, you saved this young man, and also smacked him in the face?" "If he hadn't have been acting like a wanna be spider hunter, he wouldn't have got himself into that mess. And because he nearly died from that, he needed a wake up call"
"I see....I like that.....so? Is that what you were doing there too? Trying to prove something?" "What do you mean by that?" "You entered this forest on your own, knowing the dangers. Were you acting like a wanna be spider hunter" "I wasn't acting like anything, I am someone who will help others in danger. I am skilled in fighting and weaponry, and I offer my help to those that need it and ask for it. This was my first time going up against spiders, it didn't exactly shock ME that I didn't get very far with them" "You nearly died saving that young man" "So?" ".......why did you say that?" "Because I did, what are you getting at?" "I just find it interesting how a young woman like yourself, who puts herself in danger all the time will say (So?) When asked about her own safety?" "Have you seen the world we live in? Safety isn't exactly easy to find. All over middle earth every day there are villages who happen to be in the way of some orc bandits. Or bears will pillage peoples homes, or innocent soldiers or bystanders will die in wars, that have no need to be happening anyway. I'm just doing my job, I help people and care for my horse, there is nothing else. And it's a dangerous job I do, so if I happen to die, that that's just what happens" He looks at you with a serious face, but the is also concern there too.
"When me and my kin were out hunting 3 days ago, we saved you from those spiders. But you yourself must have noticed that one was much bigger that the others?" "Actualy I did, and it had scars over its body" "That was because it was the most dangerous of the spiders nest. You see...there is a creature that hides away in some unknown location, me and my kin have tried and failed to find it. It is the biggest and most terrifying of the spiders, and it's name is Shelob. During it's time it had birthed only 3 children, as the others were eaten by those 3. And that spider who you fought in the forest, just so happens to be one of those 3 children. It has been responsible for many deaths of all races, and everytime my kin have tried to hunt it down, they have either never been found, or have been eaten by this beast. This is why I wished to speak to you" "What do you mean?" "Many of my kin have fallen to this monster within seconds, and none have lived.....and yet....you were attacked by this beast, and two others along side it. What I want to know....is how you did it?" "I don't know what to tell you, I just fought back. I shot a cross bow bolt into the head of one before it got out of the tree, I sliced the leg off another and my horse Thunder was beating him off. And as for the big one....I just did what I could, it didn't help that half way through, my left arm had broken and I wasn't able to hold myself in a fight anymore. But I tried, and when it threw me against the tree, I had no chance"
"But you fought it and lived" "No, I fought it, nearly died and then you and your soldiers turned up. I just got lucky" "Don't downplay what happend and what you did" "Why do you care anyway? I don't even see why you helped heal me either, I came onto your land without permission. You should have just left me there after you killed the spiders, I could have got myself back out of the forest" Simpathy now shines in his eyes. "Your not used to receiving help are you?" You fall silent, it occurs to you that he's actualy right. You have no family, no friends, just Thunder. And the majority of interactions you have with people are when they want something from you. And the ones that don't, only chat to you once they have your money. You weren't good at accepting help, you didn't feel like you deserve it, that's why you just wanted to leave this place and get back to what your life was. "The silence says it all Y/N......tell me....why do you not like to be referred to as (Lady)?" "How did you know I don't like that?" "I know many things....and I also saw that little eye roll when Elenwen called you that...I'm guessing with that fierce personality of yours, you have already told her you don't wish to be called that?" "Yeh, I did. I'm sorry, fierce?" "You don't think the same?" "Of course I don't, why do you?"
"Isn't it obvious? You travel these lands on your own, as I have not seen any companion with you. You travel everywhere to do others bidding for coin, you fight and slay monsters, you face danger and you have a flare for standing your ground and being what you want to be. I'd say that's a fierce personality if ever I've seen one" Why is he being so nice? "So again I ask you....why do you not like being called a lady?" "I don't behave like one, so I don't want to be called that" You are firm and strong in your answer, and yet strangely, he seems to like this. He has a small smile on his lips, why? "I must say.....I am impressed" "With what?" "......You of course" "Ok, what do you want?" "I beg your pardon?" "I said what do you want? You wouldn't be saying this kind of thing if you didn't want something from me. So what is it? Coin? To throw me in your dungeon?" "Y/N......I'm sorry" "Huh? For what?" "Im sorry that an extraordinary woman like you thinks that everyone is an enemy. You must have been through so much to think that, I'm sorry if I have said or done something to make you feel unsafe in my presence. I do not have an ulterior motive, I do not wish to throw you in the dungeon or take coin from you. I was simply giving you a compliment, you do impress me" Well....this was unexpected, you honestly didn't know what to say in response.
He held his hand out to you and said "You are my guest hear Y/N, and it's a pleasure to meet you" You take his hand with yours, it's surprisingly big, but soft and welcoming. He brought it to his lips and kissed your hand gently, all while keeping piercing eye contact. "And as my guest, you will be given any luxury you wish, what ever you wish for, you shall have" "That's really not necessarily, I don't need anything" "I insist...." "Look, I think it's just better if I go, I wouldn't want to take up your space or resources" "This is a palace, and as king I have overflowing resources. I must insist you stay until you are in a better condition" "I'm fine" "Do correct me if I'm wrong, but you are struggling to stand as we speak, and I can't see a part of you that isn't hurt. Please..." He does have a point, I suppose staying until your better makes sence, and him and his people have been helpful. "Alright, just until I'm ok to travel" "Wonderful....now, will you allow me to give you a tour of my home?" "Really?" "Of course, your going to have to know where things are if your going to be staying hear for a while" "Ok, it makes sense" "If you care to walk with me, I shall show you the palace" He offered his arm to you, but you politely declined with your hand, he nodded, but he was making sure to keep an eye on you, you were still weak from the spider attack.
He walked you through the palace and showed you many rooms and areas, kitchen, dining areas, balconies, beautiful rooms and many many other places in the palace. But he saved the best for last, he finaly lead you outside to the back of the palace, there was an enormous hidden garden at the back, and it was filled with sweet smelling wild flowers, fruit trees, planting areas and stables for horses. That's where you see Thunder. "Thunder!" He hears your voice and winnied at the sight of you, he happily trotted over to you and you hugged his face as he was finaly back with you. "Thank you for looking after him" "Your welcome, he is a wonderful animal. One of the strongest I've seen, and I've seen many over the years" "Thunder is a great horse, he's always been there for me. Anytime he sences danger, he won't leave my side" "A loyal animal....just like my stag I had many years ago....he unfortunately died in the last battle I fought" "If I may ask, was that the battle of the five armies?" "That's correct....I was there to retrieve something of mine, and I was willing to fight for it. But when the orc and goblins attacked too, I had to change my objective" "I've heard stories about the army, but not from someone who had been in the thick of it" "I do not wish to discuss it anymore" "That's fine, I'm not going to force you" He gives you a small smile, and you do too.
Your suddenly over come with a dizzy feeling, and your ribs hurt too. It causes you to loose your balance and hold your rib with your good arm, and within the second that happened, Thranduil is holding your back with his strong hands. "Y/N, what's wrong?" "I'm fine, just a little dizzy that's all" You say as he helps you stand back up again, still keeping one of his hands on your back. "Your still healing, you need time to rest. Allow me to take you to a part of the gardens where you can sit and I will stay to keep you company" "You don't have to keep me company if you don't want to you know" "I am the king, I can do what I wish. Thunder can come with us if it pleases you?" "That would be nice, thanks" This time when Thranduil offers you his arm, you take it. You didn't want to fall from pain or dizziness infront of him, so you did take his arm just this time. He lead you and Thunder through the rest of the garden to this wonderful river in the middle of this garden, there were other horses who were walking around wherever they liked, and Thunder happily trotted over to meet them. There was a beautifully carved wooden bench next to you, and Thranduil helped you to sit down and get comfortable.
His servants were all over the palace and gardens, and he asked one to bring some drinks and fresh food for you both, once they did, you simply sat and watched Thunder enjoying himself, whilst also getting to know Thranduil too. It was just general chit chat, getting to know eachother and finding out things about eachother. Hobbies, favourite food, memories, things you've done, your background in fighting and what you want to do in the future. For a king, he was surprisingly easy to talk too, and he didn't talk down to you, he treated you like an equal. After a few hours, that felt more like minutes, Thranduil got more trustworthy with you, and told you about the situation from the battle of the five armies. "My goal was to help the people who had been pushed out of their home in Dale, brought them food and medical supplies....but I did have a more pressing matter in mind....you see...many years before this happened, the late Thorin Oakenshield was in possession of some of my treasure, and I was intending to get it back" "And that's why you brought an army with you?" "The army was....a precaution..." "A precaution? There were 14 of them" "Nevertheless....it seemed it was good that I brought them with me....once the battle had begun"
"And....did you get your treasure back?" "I did....once the battle field was cleared and all those who fell in battle were laid to rest, including the late king. His kin, Dale Ironfoot returned the gems to me after Oakenshields funeral...and I brought them back to my home where they belong" "This treasure must have meant a lot to you" "Yes...you could say that..." "I'd think they would be to bring an army with you" He ever so slightly chuckled and said "I can't disagree with you on that" After your time spent getting to know eachother, he walked you back with Thunder to the horses stables, as it was time for the dinner to be served, Thunder was going to be fed with the other horses too. Thranduil lead you into the dining room, where the table was laden with so many different and delicious smelling foods, it made you feel like hunger was puching your stomach. Thranduil helped you to sit beside him, and the servants were all there to serve you food and your choice of wine too. This was so strange for you to experience, you hadn't been waited on before, there was a part of you that wanted to help the servers take the used plates down to the kitchen and help with the cleaning. But when you tried to offer any help, Thranduil said you needed the rest, you were a guest in the palace, and the kitchen had plenty of other staff to help them, and they were all paid very well for their jobs. Maybe that was just the commoner in you, wanting to do your bit, but now that you think of it, most of the staff in hear looked like they had better health and more wealth than many lords and ladies you had met throughout middle earth.
Once you were both fed and the table was cleared, Thranduil offered to walk you around the outside of the palace to view the beauty of the night before taking you back to your room. You accepted and together you both walked outside and witnessed the plants, trees and wildlife glow almost with this magical blue aura, it was like being in a magical hideaway. "This place is even more beautiful outside" "I agree, I do tend to just sit out hear most evenings and observe it's unique beauty" "Your so lucky to live hear" "It's my birthright, I'm not sure luck is anything to do with it. I'm sure your home is just as impressive" "If I had I home I might have been able to describe it" ".......You?....Don't have a home?" "Nope" "But.....where do you live? How do you manage to keep going? Where do you even sleep?" "I don't live anywhere, I don't have a house of my own, I just sleep anywhere there is a space. Weather it be in a tavern, if I have the coin for it. Or if I don't have coin, I'll just sleep under the stars on a bed roll or something. I keep going taking any work I can, I don't get much coin, but I don't need it, all I need is food, a place to rest my head on a night, and Thunder. And I don't have to be rich to have those things" "I'm.....I'm sorry this has burdened you" "Burdened? Don't be silly, I'm not burdened. There are people out there who are in far worse positions that me, I'm grateful for what I have" "But....don't you wish you could have more?" "Of course I do, what person wouldn't. But in life, whatever we want can't just happen magically or form out of thin air. Maybe in the future if I save some coin, I could rent a room out of a shared home, or something that won't result in me sleeping under a tree. But it's not a big issue for me"
He chuckled again "What's funny?" "I just....find it amazing how you can be happy, with so little in your life. No home, and yet...hear you are...smiling" "Because it's not the end of the world" You both smile, and your also nearly to your room again. Thranduil stands with you outside your door and bids you a good night, once again kissing the back of your hand. "Y/N, do tell me....where is it you normally stay if you have the coin?" "Well, it's Bree. It's right in the middle of all the places I travel too, and it's the perfect point to stop during travels. I could stay there for a good few days before I'm off again" "That's very interesting to know.....well, I shall leave you to rest...good night Y/N" "Goodnight Thranduil"
He gave you one last small smile, and walked back the way he came, presumably to go to bed himself. You enter your room and sit down on the bed, getting into some comfortable sleeping clothes, as you think about the whole day. You had just spent the day talking to and getting to know the king of the woodland elves, the KING! And after the stories you had heard about him, you now had your own, and a new perspective to think on. Despite him being a king, he was the first person to show you any kind of decency or respect, without wanting or needing something in return. It was a strange, yet welcoming thing to experience. You kept thinking about it as you drifted off to sleep, in the super soft bed that felt like you were sleeping on a cloud.
Staying in a palace for the next few days was so nice, and made a big change from being on horse back, or fighting to find a place to rest your head for the night. Thranduil had been so kind to you, helpful and really friendly. It seemed like he was coming out of this hardened shell, like he hadn't really had this kind of interaction with people for a long time. Yes he was surrounded by servants, but they were there to do a job, not to converse. You got the impression Thranduil was lonely, didn't he have any family? Children? Or a wife? It had been 3 days since you first arrived, and your bond with Thranduil was now close enough to call a genuine friendship, you both liked being around eachother, and got on like a house in fire. He was still reserved about many things, but that was understandable, you didn't pry into his personal affairs. You were finaly healed and were in fighting shape, and now you were ready to go back to that man in Bree to see if his son got back, and to collect your reward. You and Thranduil were sitting on a bench in the garden as the stars shone like diamonds in the sky, it was a warm evening and the air still had the scent of the warm pastries the kitchen staff had prepared for yours and Thranduils deserts that evening. As you sat, you both reflected on the bond you had struck, and the moments you had shared since forming this friendship.
"I can't believe I've been hear for nearly a week" "It's gone by quickly" "Absolutely, it will be nice to see Bree again though. And to see if that stupid son got back to his father in one piece" "If he didn't, are you planning to smack him again?" "Maybe....if he's not been an idiot" You both share a small laugh, and Thranduil keeps his smile, he didn't use to do that. If you were lucky you'd catch a glimpse of a smirk, but now, it was like he was a new man. "And don't forget, me and my kin will walk you through the forest to ensure you have safe passage" "That's kind of you, thank you. I won't lie...I'm a little nervous to go back out there again" "There is no need to be nervous, I will protect you with my life" "Your very kind" There is a comfortable silence as you watch the stars, when Thranduil says "Do you wish to return hear?" "Pardon?" "I mean....If you wish to return, you are more than welcome" "Is this your way of asking if I'll come back and visit you?" "........." "Thranduil...do you want me to visit you?" ".....That would.....be nice" "Then yes, when I close by, I'll come and visit" You could tell he was nervous about asking you that, but secretly you were happy he wanted you to come back, you were really going to miss him.
"I find....that I don't have anyone around to keep me company as of late. My son, Legolas he.....he is on his own path" "Don't you have anyone else hear with you? I wasn't sure if you were married either" "I was....a very long time ago.....you see, many years ago, I was betrothed by royal demand. Her name was Calathiel, she lived I'm Mithlond before travelling to Lothlórien, we were wed and we produced an heir, my son Legolas. But our marriage wasn't meant to be" "Oh?" "Whilst we were married and did what was expected of us, the love was only one sided. I did love her, and care for her a great deal. But alas, it was not reciprocated. There was a war that needed my help, and when I was gone, she ran from the palace....leaving Legolas behind. Once I found out, I came home and ordered everyone to find her....but it was too late. She was captured and tortured in Gundabad, she died there.....I have not spoken about her since" "Thranduil, I'm sorry that happened, I really am" "Worry not for me....this was the reason I took myself and my army to Erabor many years ago. They had the neclace and gems that belonged to my late wife, and I was there to take them back. They were all I had left of her, or so I thought. It wasn't until after the battle that I realised, my son....Legolas, he was.....I didn't need the gems, all I needed was him. But he chose to walk his own path, and now I have not seen him in many years"
He sounded heart broken by this, whatever happened between him and Legolas has scarred him. No wonder he seems lonely, he doesn't have anyone, you were glad you formed a bond with him, you both needed someone to be there for. "I'm sure Legolas is alright out there Thranduil, and I'm very sorry to hear about what happend to your wife. I would just like to say though...thank you for trusting me enough to tell me, I know this can't have been easy for you to say" "Thank you, your kind to say this" Thranduil had the most majestic voice that had such depth and command, and yet there was vulnerability there. You didn't hear that vulnerability with anyone else in the palace...just you. "It's late, I think you should get some rest. It's going to be a long day of travel for you if your going to Bree" "Yes your right, Thunder fell alseep ages ago, he'll be fine in the morning. I hope you sleep well Thranduil" "You too Y/N" Your just heading away from him, when you stop, think, then turn to him and say "Thranduil?" "Yes?" "Why don't you make me call you "king?" Or "your majesty" Like the others do in the palace?" He smiles and says "Many reasons, but my favourite.....I like hearing my name from those perfect lips of yours. It's like music" You had never blushed more than you had at that very moment, that was like poetry! You couldn't even speak, so you just give him a smile back, and head off upstairs to your room, still feeling the warmth in your cheeks as you go to sleep.
The next morning, you were dressed and ready to go back to Bree. Thranduil and you shared a breakfast as Thunder was being fed and readied for the trip, and once you had finished, you both headed down to the stables where there were 10 other elves waiting on horse back for you both. Thunder was rearing to go, and you gave him a cuddle before climbing onto his back. "Onwards" Thranduil declared, and into the forest you all went. According to him, the path they would take would only be a 20 minute walk to the exit of the forest, that was a relief to you. But there was something that was about to happen that you weren't expecting, something that would frighten you. You and the others were half way through the forest, when all the shadows and shapes of the forest were playing with your eyes. Your heart rate was creeping up at an alarming pace, sweat was forming on your brow, and your body and hands started to uncontrollably shake. Thunder could sence this about you, and stopped, allowing the others to see you were in distress. Thranduil stopped to see you looking as white as snow, shaking and struggling to breath properly, this instantly made him cause everyone to halt, and he was off his stag and by Thunders side within seconds. He was holding your hand, trying desperately to get your attention, but you were locked in this zone of panic, white noise and ringing filled your ears, but soon Thranduils voice was managing to break that.
"Y/N! Y/N take my hand! Let me help you down" You manage to hold his hand and he carefully takes you into his arms and helps you off of Thunder. "Keep watch all of you!" He demands as he helps you sit on a nearby tree root, your still shaking, and your body is full of adrenaline, you couldn't stop it. "Y/N! Look at me ok? Just look at my eyes" Finaly able to meet his gaze, his piercing blue and white gaze, his calm and steady words slowly eased you.
He knew you needed something to ground you, to make you feel safe, so he drapes his beautiful golden cloak around your back and shoulders. It was so warm, and it smelled like him, like the earth after a rainstorm. "Let's take a deep breath in......and out, just like that. Let's keep doing that ok? In.....and out" He continues to do this with you for what felt like hours, even though it was more like minutes, he never leaves your side or let's go of your hand. It takes you a little while longer for the shaking to stop, the ringing to go and your body to finaly calm down again. You were left with this achey pain, like the aches you get from the flu, you knew this was because of your body going into over drive. But Thranduil refused to leave until you were back to normal again, no matter how long it took. He also made sure you had something to drink, that was very kind of him. "Alright, your pulse is back to normal now, how are you feeling?" "Better than I was. I'm sorry about that. I was just having flashbacks of the spider attack, and-"
"There is no need to apologise, it was a terrible thing to experience. Of course it's not going to be easy for you, your safe now" You took a deep breath and gave him a smile, he could see you were feeling better, but he still kept a keen eye on you. He helped you back onto Thunder, and you all carried on to the exit. He would stay close by with his stag to make sure you were ok, he was so protective. When you all finaly got to the edge of the forest, and walk under the same archway you entered before, it was the end of your time with Thranduil. You climbed off Thunder and Thranduil climbed off his stag, the rest of the elves stayed close to the entrance as you both took a moment to talk. "Are you sure your going to be alright travelling the rest of the way on your own?" "Yes I'm sure, I've made this journey hundreds of times" "I'm guessing it would be nice if you had a place of your own instead of sleeping rough for the rest of your days?" "Yes it would be nice, but like I've said before, it's something I'll just have to work for. It was....wonderful getting to know you Thranduil, and I would love to visit you again" "I would very much like that too.....meeting you....has changed me....in the best way. Your kind soul, your beauty....it's like being blessed with a fallen star. Pure, and unique....and the days I have spent with you have been a blessing"
And once again, he has made your heart skip, your cheeks blush, and has made beautiful poetry with just a simple sentence. "Thranduil....that's the most beautiful thing anyone has ever said to me. I don't know how to thank you for everything you've done for me" "There is nothing I want in return Y/N, your happiness and safety is more than I could ask for" You had no words, no idea how to show him how much you care about him. So instead, you lean up, rest your hand on his chest and press a kiss to his cheek. You wanted desperately to kiss his lips instead, but all of his soldiers were there. This time, it was the handsome king who was blushing. "When I'm close by, I'll come and see you again Thranduil" "And I will be waiting for you" One last smile and a wave was given as you climb back onto Thunder, and you gallop off in the direction of Bree. Thunder was very well fed and cared for by the elves, and being so, he was so much faster. He managed to ride into Bree within half the time of the last time you traveled, it was the late afternoon by the time you arrived back in Bree. Your priority now was to find the man who sent you to Mirkwood in the first place, and to find out if his son made it back too. It took about 10 minutes for you to walk through Bree, and see that man in a front garden, planting some vegetables. "Good day sir" "Oh! Oh it's you!" This man shouted in happiness as he ran to you and shook your hand. "Y/N I am so thankful you made it out of that dreadful place! My son told me what happened, and how he wasn't sure you made it or not" "So he got back in one piece then?" "Oh yes he did, with his tale between his legs!"
This just made you chuckle, and you can see behind the house, the same man who you saved, raking up cut grass. "He's serving his punishment, but all is forgiven from our falling out. May I ask, how did you manage to defeat those spiders" "Well I didn't really defeat them, I managed to kill 1, wound the other and the biggest one nearly killed me. But it was the woodland elves who saved me, if it wasn't for them, I wouldn't be hear right now" "The woodland elves of Mirkwood? I've heard stories, but none from anyone who have actualy met them. They saved you?" "They did, and they are very nice people....it was a pleasure to meet them" "That's lovely to hear, and it's good to know your safe. Now! Let me pull these little beauties out" He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a bag of gems. "Oh no that's alright, that's too much" "You are not leaving hear without adequate payment young lady" "What about just half the bag? A full bag seems too much" You....risked your life to save my child. I would give everything in my possession to have him home. You have done us a great honour, and you deserve every last one of these"
He puts the bag in your hand and holds it there for you, determined you keep them. "Your very kind" "The world needs more people like you, thank you for everything that you've done" He leaves to go back to his gardening, and you smile as you walk back to Thunder. "Looks like a nice cosy night in the stables for you old friend" you say giving him a pat on his side. You start to lead him through Bree, when a tall looking figure walks up to you, looking very pleased. "Good day Y/N" "Ummm? Hi? Have we met?" "Oh no we haven't yet, my apologies. My name is Fendin, it's a pleasure to meet you" "So? Can I help you with something?" "Oh yes indeed, if you'd like to follow me, I've been asked to show you something" He started walking in the opposite direction, you had no idea if this was a trap or someone trying to sell you something, but you could handle yourself against one....was he an elf? Still keeping a distance, you follow him and he leads you to this magnificent and beautiful house just towards the end of the street. It has it's own stables filled with everything you could need for a horse, and you could see through the windows of the house, luxury seating areas, a big comfortable bedroom, bathing room, living room and kitchenette.
"Ok, Fendin. I'm confused, why have you shown me this house?" "Because this is your house" Huh?! "No no no, you definitely have the wrong person. I've never owned a house in my lifetime. The longest I've stayed inside a building was over night in a tavern. I haven't the coin to own a house" "He said you may act this way" "He? Who's he?" Fendin reached into his pocket and pulled out a sealed letter, he handed it to you before he started showing Thunder some attention. Wanting to know what was going on, you open the letter, and it read:
My dearest Y/N
I have sent my friend Fendin to show you around your new home. I have much coin and this home is my gift to you, you deserve a place to live, not just survive. I knew he would get the house ready before you would arive, and I hope he gives you the full tour. Your the most extraordinary woman I have ever known, and everything I told you before you left was the truth from the very depths of my heart. There is also a stable for Thunder to have a home too, he deserves it. I look forward to seeing you again....and maybe next time you can aim those beautiful lips of yours on another target? Enjoy your new home.
Thranduil
Thranduil bought you a house! He bought you and Thunder a house!....a home... "So, may I show you around the inside of the property Y/N? I would like to see if the colour scheme is to your liking" "Fenrin, no matter the colour, I am more than happy to see my new home" He smiled with glee as you let Thunder roam around his new and spacious stable, and Fenrin enters the house with you flowing. But just before you enter, you hover outside the door, holding the letter from Thranduil and looking up at the house. Thranduil had bought you a house, a place to call your own. For so long you have been looking for a home.....but maybe, just maybe.....a home isn't necessarily a house....sometimes a home....has a heartbeat....
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Inkbound
CHAPTER 1
Pairings:
Yandere Taehyung × OC × Yandere Jungkook
Warning: This story is a work of fanfiction and is purely a product of the author's imagination. It does not depict any real-life events or individuals. While some characters may be inspired by real-life idols, their portrayal in this story is fictional and not representative of their true selves. Please note that this story may contain triggering content, including themes of abuse, gore, murder, humiliation, bullying, rape, and other mature and dark themes. Reader discretion is advised, especially for those under the age of 18. If you are uncomfortable with such content, it is recommended to refrain from reading and kindly disregard this story.
A painful cry escapes from Yana's swollen lips as her husband mercilessly beats her with his belt, the force of each strike leaving marks on her pale skin. Helpless and lying on the cold, dirty ground of the mansion's basement, Yana endures the brutal assault as this is not new to her. Her husband gazes at her with a mixture of disgust, hatred, and rage, his desire to kill her was evident in his eyes and actions towards her.
However, he knows it won't be that easy; he intends to make her suffer for all the harm she has caused his family, especially his beloved Nara.
Finally, he ceases his attack, observing Yana's battered state on the ground blankly.
Blood surrounds her body, as if she is bathing in her own pain. Yet, there is no trace of regret or guilt in his eyes as he coldly looks on her trembling figure. Yana, still crying in agony, curls herself into a ball, her body heaving with sobs.
A whistle suddenly reaches his ears,the sound echoing on the basement,but he pays no attention, refusing to turn around and identify the source. As the person approaches with a deadly smirk and an aura of danger, he stops and places a comforting hand on the younger man's shoulder.
Overwhelmed with emotions, the younger man breaks down in tears, hastily wiping them away. The older man embraces him tightly, his gaze fixed on the bloody woman, who is still painfully breathing. Yana, lying on the ground, gazes blankly at the ceiling, numb to the presence of the newcomer, as she already knows who it is,and she's scared of this man more than the one who beats her up to a pulp just right now.
She can't number the tortures that he have done to her that made her traumatized but still her love for him won't ever change even though he even cutted off her two pinky fingers after he have accused her of stealing.
"I missed Nara, hyung! So much!" the younger man cries out, his tough facade crumbling. The older man gently pats his back, closing his eyes and suppressing his own urge to break down in front of this cruel woman.
"I know, Jungkook. I missed her too," he whispers softly, reaching for the gun concealed in his black pants.
"Let's put an end to this woman's life. I can't bear it any longer."
Jungkook nods, his anger evident as he swiftly turns around, crouching in front of Yana. With a voice filled with coldness and hatred, he grips her blood-soaked hair tightly.
"I wish it was you who was dead, not our love," Jungkook harshly says through gritted teeth.
"And I also wish I never met you, you clingy bitch," he adds, his eyes burning with resentment. Yana, in her final moments, looks at the two men, making eye contact with them. All she sees is pure hatred and rage, as ever since Nara entered their lives, they both despised her from the depths of their hearts, deceived by Nara's lies.
A faint smile appears on Yana's face as her entire life flashes before her eyes like a movie recap. In her mind, she wishes she could express her feelings to both of them, to tell them that she had been there for them from the very beginning. But in the end, they abandoned her, even after all the time she spent by their side. She loved them both, forever.
She wished she could bring back time, change everything and never met them, stay away from them and live her life to the fullest.
She broke her family,her parents heart for this mans.
She turned her back to her parents who's begging for her to stop her ridiculous actions,but she never listened for this mans.
She have wasted and pushed away her best friends who she believes that time was not supporting her but now she regrets it for not listening to them,
She missed them,very much and she wishes to just for the last time she can say sorry to them,one last time and hug them tightly.
"I wished you two had trusted me more, because I was the one who was there for you both from the start. But you chose to believe her over your own best friend," she silently declares in her mind. With her eyes closed, she smiles one last time.
'BANG!'
In the basement, the sound of the gunshot reverberates, marking the end of the woman's life.
"The end."
"Wait, what?!"
The young girl suddenly stood up from her seat, shouting in disbelief. The book she was reading was still in her hand as she stared at the last word, flipping the pages back and forth, hoping the author was playing a cruel joke with the ending.
"You've got to be kidding me! That's it?"
She continued to stare at the book, a pout forming on her red lips. Dissatisfied with the conclusion, she put the book down and crossed her arms in defeat.
"Yah!"
She yelled in surprise as someone shouted near her ear, startling her. Her flailing hands accidentally hit the intruder in the nose.
The unexpected hit made the person groan in pain and touch their nose to check for blood. She quickly turned around to see her younger brother, Jae, still touching his nose and moaning in discomfort.
She gasped and quickly moved his hand away to inspect his nose, sighing in relief when she saw it was fine.
"Why would you do that? You know how clumsy I am sometimes."
Jae scoffed at his older sister before grinning and sitting beside her. His attention was drawn to the book.
"Why were you cursing, sis?"
Jae asked, noticing his sister's disappointment. She huffed, crossed her arms, and looked down at the book.
"I just don't like the ending of the book. And stop calling me old sis! It's annoying!"
She said, lightly hitting his head. He groaned and playfully glared at his older sister.
"What, you're my older sister, so I'm gonna call you that!"
He retorted.
"But still, don't add 'old' to 'sis'!"
She huffed and looked away, as Jae chuckled at his older sister's childish behavior.
"Oh, come on, just tell me why you're upset about the book's ending."
He asked, resting his head on his arms on the table and focusing on his sister.
"Can you believe it? The girl in this story died just like that, without getting justice for that evil woman, Nara's lies. Oh, I hate her! But I don't like what Yana did in this story either."
She shrugged before continuing, as Jae silently and eagerly listened to her rant.
"Yana was too desperate in this story. She didn't even do anything to get revenge for what that woman did to her life! And also, she was so clingy to those men! Like, woman, there are so many men in the world, not just them!"
She paused, panting and reaching for a glass of water which she quickly gulped down before slamming it back onto the table, startling Jae.
"And! You know those men! If I were in her shoes, I wouldn't be that dumb to chase them desperately and lower myself to them! Ugh! If I were Yana, I would change the whole story and make her life have a happy ending, not her chasing those men desperately and throwing herself at them like a whore!"
She spoke quickly, as Jae frowned at his sister's frustrating words about the story.
"Maybe the author planned it–"
Jae tried to interject, only to be cut off by his frustrated sister.
"No! It's absurd! How can someone just end it like that without a proper ending and justice for the character!"
She rolled her eyes and looked away as Jae looked at her blankly, shaking his head and chuckling.
"You should sleep now," Jae suggested, patting her head before standing up and leading her to her bedroom.
After wishing his still-grumpy sister a good night, he left for his room.
On the other hand,Fae slowly trudged towards her bed, slumping onto it, her mind still preoccupied with the frustrating ending of the book. She grabbed a pillow, hugging it tightly as she lay down.
"If I were her, I wouldn't be that stupid!"
Fae muttered, rolling her eyes as she gazed out of her window. The tranquil night gradually soothed her racing heart, and sleep began to envelope her, leading her into a deep slumber that she would never forget her whole life.
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The mansion was suddenly engulfed in a wave of panic.
The once peaceful silence was shattered by the noises that stirred Fae from her sleep. She frowned and groaned in annoyance at the disturbance, her mind still foggy with sleep. The murmurs of hushed voices filled the air, their whispers carrying an undertone of urgency and worry.
Gossip swirled around her, whispers of strange happenings that stirred the mansion's usually calm environment. Yet, Fae was too lazy to wake herself fully and investigate the cause of the commotion. Despite the intriguing rumors and the frantic atmosphere, she preferred the comfort of her bed, choosing to ignore the chaos and attempt to drift back into her peaceful slumber.
As Fae was on the verge of slipping back into a deep sleep again, her bedroom door suddenly burst open, causing her eyes to snap open in startlement. She gasped, quickly sitting up to see who the intruder was, her expression filled with anger as she prepared to unleash a barrage of words, determined to set this person straight and impart some wisdom about the importance of not disturbing a sleeping human, for God's sake!
But before she could utter a single word, her eyes widened in disbelief as she laid eyes on the furious man storming towards her.
"Young Master–"
One of the girls attempted to intervene, trying to stop the raging man from getting closer to Fae.'wait who were these people!' Fae couldn't help but wonder who these people were. Were they intruders? Are they being invaded?What was happening? Her mind raced with panic, but her thoughts were abruptly cut off as the man forcefully pushed the woman aside, causing her to stumble and fall to the ground. Fae's eyes widened at the sight, her heart pounding in her chest.
In an instant, the man's hands closed around her neck, squeezing tightly, cutting off her airflow. Panic surged through Fae's veins. She desperately tried to speak, to gasp for breath, but the man's grip prevented her from doing so. She clawed at his veiny, tattooed, muscular arms, her attempts at resistance in futile. She knew she stood no chance against this imposing figure.
"Who–"
Fae managed to choke out a word, only to be abruptly silenced by the man who was choking her.
"You! I told you to stay away from her! Yet, you hurt her again!"
He yelled, his eyes filled with a mixture of rage and....hurt? as he glared at Fae.
Confusion swirled in Fae's mind. 'Hurt who? What was this man talking about?' She couldn't comprehend the situation unfolding before her.
"Yah! Stop that!"
A manly voice suddenly shouted, and the man was forcefully pulled away from Fae. She gasped for air desperately, silently thanking the unknown savior who had intervened and saved her from the clutches of the man who had been choking her.
Fae's gaze darted between the man who had attacked her and the newcomer who had come to her rescue. As she looked around, she realized there were other unfamiliar faces in the room. Fear gripped her heart. Who were these people? And where in the world was she?
Questions flooded her mind, but before she could voice them, the man who had attacked her spoke up again.
"Let me go, hyung! This witch hurt Nara because of her jealousy!"
Fae furrowed her brow, her confusion growing as she looked at him with a mixture of frustration and bewilderment.
"Calm down, Jungkook!"
'Jungkook?'
The name struck a chord in Fae's memory, though she couldn't quite place it. She shrugged off the familiarity, still struggling to understand what was happening. Was this some kind of prank?
"How can I calm down? This bitch is crossing the line! She's hurting Nara because she's jealous of her!"
The man continued, pointing an accusing finger at Fae, who glared back at him, her anger boiling over as she stood up in bed.
"What did you just call me, you bastard?!"
Fae burst out angrily, her voice filled with indignation.
Everyone in the room gasped, their eyes widening at Fae's outburst. It was a rare sight to witness their young madam raise her voice, especially directed at someone like Jeon Jungkook,her love.
Jungkook himself froze in place, stunned by Fae's sudden outburst. Had she really just shouted at him? It was a new and strange experience for him, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. He continued to stare at Fae, trying to make sense of the conflicting emotions swirling within him.
Fae rolled her eyes, her frustration still evident as she exclaimed, "GET OUT, ALL OF YOU!"
Her voice rang out even louder this time, causing everyone to flinch, except for Jungkook, who looked at her with wide eyes. He couldn't help but wonder what was happening. Why was his heart racing like this? And why did he feel a strange sense of hurt at Fae's words? It was the first time she had ever shouted at him and what's strange for him was he didn't like it.
Jungkook's mind raced, trying to make sense of the situation, but he was abruptly pulled away from the room, not fully comprehending what was unfolding.
Fae's gaze settled on the last woman who was about to exit the room.
"You!"
Fae called out, causing the woman to freeze in her tracks.
'God, I need to find out what's happening!'
Fae thought to herself, feeling utterly confused by the events that had transpired. She yearned for answers, realizing that this was not a prank anymore.The unfamiliar faces in the room made it clear that her family wouldn't orchestrate something like this, knowing how sensitive she was.
As she took a deep breath, preparing herself for the confrontation, a mix of fear and confusion coursed through her veins 'like the hell is happening,am I being kidnapped?oh hell no! that's not it and what the heck does that handsome man a while ago talking about?'
She only remembered sleeping in her room,then this!
She stepped forward, her voice steady and resolute as she addressed the last woman who had paused at her command.
"You! Stay right there. I need to know what's happening. I demand the truth.Did you all kidnapped me!?"
The woman's eyes widened, her expression a mix of surprise and fear at her young madam's exclaim of being kidnapped?
'Oh no,we need doctor Lee again' The woman thought with fear for the young woman's well being.
As the room fell into a tense silence, Fae's mind raced with questions. Who were these people? What had transpired to lead to this moment? And most importantly, why was she at the center of it all?But one thing she was sure of,she was kidnapped.
With each passing second, Fae grows annoyed as the woman still did not talk anything .
The woman looks here and there not meeting Fae's annoyed eyes.
"Young Madam,I think you need to take a rest right now. Your father will come here and he will answer your questions."
She quietly excused herself and left in a hurry as Fae grips her hair in frustration.
Fae stands up straight again and ignore what the woman had said.
'No!I need to go home,my family is probably waiting for me!'
With a determined mind, Fae cautiously stepped forward towards the door, her main goal being to escape from wherever she was and return home. She couldn't shake the feeling that her parents must be worried about her by now.
Casting quick glances around, Fae stealthily crept out, her eyes scanning the surroundings for any sign of the people who had caused her distress. Fear gripped her as she worried they might catch her and lock her up.
As she ventured further, she noticed that the hallways were devoid of any people. Seizing the opportunity, she swiftly ran down the left hallway. However, her hurried pace came to an abrupt halt when her eyes fell upon a picture hanging on the wall.
"Wait... What in the world is this?"
Fae exclaimed in surprise, her eyes widening as she stared at the picture framed with a golden border.
"Is that me?!"
Horror washed over her as she realized she was in the photograph, surrounded by faces she couldn't recognize. A sense of unease crept over her, causing her to slowly back away.
But her retreat was interrupted as she bumped into a solid chest. Startled, she quickly turned around, only to find herself face to face with a strikingly handsome young man. She couldn't help but be awestruck by his appearance.
'Oh my god, he's so handsome!'
Internally fangirling, Fae found herself momentarily lost in admiration of the handsome man before her. 'wait where does he came from?I didn't seen him coming.' However, her focus quickly shifted back to her priority: escaping this imposing house and reuniting with her family, who she missed dearly.
Fae cautiously backed away from the man, catching his attention. He raised an eyebrow, surprised by her actions. It was the first time for him, as she had always been the one to throw herself at him, acting like a clingy leech. Her sudden change in behavior intrigued him.
"Jungkook told me what you did again, Yana," he said, his gaze turning cold as he took a step forward, cornering her against the wall next to the photograph.
Fae furrowed her brow, trying to make sense of his words.
'Jungkook again? No... no, Fae, that's ridiculous and did he just called me Yana?! Nope! It's probably just a coincidence,' she chuckled, momentarily forgetting the dire situation she was in.
Growing increasingly impatient and angry, the man punched the wall, not too forcefully, to bring Fae back to her senses. She flinched and became scared as she saw the murderous look in his eyes.
"W-what are you saying?!" Fae stammered, her fear palpable. There was a dark aura surrounding the man that made her tremble. Something in his eyes told her to run as far away as she could.
The man let out a dark chuckle, his deep voice resonating through the empty hallway. He briefly looked down, poking his tongue inside his cheek. Under different circumstances, it might have been attractive, but given the situation, Fae couldn't focus on that.
He looked up, glaring at her once again before speaking, "If you do that again–"
Fae had had enough. Before he could finish his sentence, she forcefully pushed him away, causing him to stumble back. Seizing the opportunity, she dashed away, leaving the angry, handsome man yelling for her to come back.
Gritting his teeth in anger, the man dusted off his expensive shirt and straightened it, glaring at the spot where Fae had disappeared. A loud commotion reached his ears, and he turned around to find a group of maids running towards him, panting heavily.
"Young Master Kim, pardon us, but have you seen Young Madam?" one of the maids asked, fear evident in her eyes from their frantic chase.
Raising an eyebrow, the man answered coldly, "I saw her running in that direction," pointing towards the path Fae had taken. With a smirk on his handsome face, he walked away, knowing full well that the woman's father, whom he had encountered earlier, would be furious after what he had said earlier. Punishment awaited her once again.
As he continued on his way, he heard the maids rush off in the direction he had pointed, their footsteps fading into the distance.
#yandere jk#bangtan#bts#kim taehyung#bts v#jeon jungkook#bts ot7#possessive#psychopath#love#tumblr story#dark romance#yandere x reader#yandere taehyung#yandere jungkook#bookblr#obsessed#transmigration#hate love#angst#thriller
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Rainy Days
TW:signs of depression, blood(described), wounds and later chapters WILL discuss suicide and self harm. If you are triggered by these themes do not read this. I will make happier stories
I do not relate to this, and this might not be accurate. My grammar and writing abilities aren’t good, please correct me or give me constructive criticism ❤️ also, this story was !!!PERFECTED!!! with AI, I wrote it myself, everything, but because I’m German and my whole family doesn’t know much English, this is one of my only options. I have the original where I wrote it into my notebook and made notes for myself and I still have it in it’s earlier stages (I already wrote much more when I was younger, my grammar was pretty bad tho) if anyone wants proof (the notebook) I’ll release it on @toulouseradiosilence <3
enjoy!
Chapter 1: Rose
I wake up to the sound of rain pouring onto the roof. The first thing I do after lying on my side for another 5 minutes is to look at the alarm clock. The time it’s displaying is barely visible, yesterday’s meal is standing in front of it. Would you call that dinner or breakfast? It was at about 4AM, so I’m not really sure, but it also does not matter, so I shove the leftover ramenbox and cheap diet lemonade off of the bedside table. The bottle shatters on the floor, startling me. Besides the cars, rain and airplanes outside this is the first noise I’ve heard today, and probably one of the ones I will hear. I finally look at the time. 10:30 AM. I’m not late to anything, I haven’t been late to anything in months.. or years. Because there is nothing to be late to. Nobody needs me, I’m not part of this “system”. And I think that’s not as bad someone would expect. I don’t have any responsibilities whatsoever. I don’t have to take part in this society, I can do whatever I want. And I choose to lay in my bed, draw or sleep. I have food in my storage (ramen, diet lemonade/ water). Sometimes I crave foods I used to eat when I was younger, but it’s certainly not worth going to the store for.
Some days I eat a lot, some I don’t eat at all. Most days, actually. Some days I don’t get out of bed and some I don’t even wake up. Others I don’t sleep.
Sometimes I look at drawings or other posts on tumblr. That’s all I really do. Sometimes I think about signing up and posting my drawings, but I’m not good with social stuff and this is too social for me in many ways, so I don’t. I have to go to the toilet, which is pretty unusual for me, considering i barely drink anything. I don’t want to get up though, so I continue lying in my bed for another 20 minutes, until I feel too uncomfortable. I sit up and put my feet into the ground. Something sharp cuts into one of them. I don’t do anything; I don’t even look down to see what just hurt my foot. Another minute of just sitting there and staring goes by until I decide to check. A piece of a broken diet lemonade bottle. I stand up and shove the trash under my bed, I didn’t remove the shard. I start walking. The cut stings. I really do not care though. Dragging myself into the bathroom, I push the door open and catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror, but I quickly look away. I sit down onto the toilet and.. pee.. yeah, I pee. Afterwards I continue sitting on the toilet and my eyes trail along the way I was walking on, from the toilet to to the door. The door is open. I live alone. There’s a trail of blood on the floor. What? Oh. It’s my blood. Wait, yeah, of course it is. Who else’s would it be? I put my leg into the other to look at my foot. The shard is still in there. I actually kind of panic because it looks really, really bad. Almost my whole foot is cut open. And THAT is a reason to stay in bed all day (as if I wouldn’t do that anyway.. but now I have an excuse, I guess.) I limp over to my bed, but before laying down I check whether I still have some water. Luckily, I do. So I let myself fall onto the bed back first, take a chug of water and start to sleep.
Next chapter will probably release next week❤️
omg I just read through it and the amount of typos I made?? Guys pls tell me if there are mistakes this is embarrassing 💀😭
Also I hate the pace, its so fast…
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Tom is 21 and you had recently turned 18. You were actually crushing on Tom since you were sixteen and even though you met him many times you avoided any obvious feelings for him. In his eyes you were just a fan.
For your birthday you decided to go to a club and you had used a fake ID. You looked older so no one ever bothered to question it. As you were dancing you felt strong hands grab your waist and you turned to notice Tom. It shocked you so much. He smiled down at you before asking “I’ve seen you before aren’t you 17?” Since that was the last time you met him. You shook your head telling him everything and how she got in and he chuckled and didn’t bother reporting you.
You and him danced and drank before eventually he grabbed your hand leading you out the club. He walked with you to a dark area and he wrapped his arms around your waist kissing you.
The tension was strong.. you wanted him. After almost having sex he stopped and he rested his head on your shoulder he still held your waist tightly and he whispered in your ear. “I can’t use you..” and he stayed there before placing a gentle kiss on your cheek.
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Guys writing in school is so scary I always have to write it super short making sure people don’t see this
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#tokio hotel#tom kaulitz smut#tom kaulitz#georg listing#romance#tumblr story#small writer#bill kaulitz#gustav schäfer
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Czytam i analizuję, każdą wysłaną przez ciebie wiadomość, nawet kilka razy. Ponieważ daje mi to namiastkę ciebie. Dodaje mi to nadziei, doszukując się czegoś, czego nigdy od ciebie nie dostanę- choć garstki miłości.
Miłość jest cudowna pod warunkiem, że jest odwzajemniona i prawdziwa.
Mogę cię opisywać i mówić o tobie bez przerwy. Jesteś dla mnie ulubioną książką, która nigdy się nie znudzi, a za każdym razem w jakiś sposób mnie zaskoczy.
Przeglądam nasze wspólne zdjęcia i nagrania, ponieważ w ten sposób mogę poczuć, że jesteś bliżej mnie.
Mamy za sobą wiele dwuznacznych sytuacji, może tylko dla mnie były dwuznaczne, a ty po prostu żartowałeś lub chciałeś być miły?
Mimo wszystko nadal czuję, że jest coś między nami. Coś pomiędzy miłością, a przyjaźnią. Coś pomiędzy udawaniem, a prawdą. Coś pomiędzy uśmiechem, a smutkiem.
Coś co jest pomiędzy przeciwieństwami zawsze ciężko zdefiniować, dlatego pozostaniesz zagadką w mojej głowie. Zagadką, którą kiedyś rozwiążę.
#milosc#my love#love#tumblr story#historia#twojanieznajoma#art#artysta#sztuka#poezja#proza#poetka#polskie zdania#polskie slowa#zagadka#cytaty o miłości#cytat o uczuciach#smutny cytat
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Relapsing, Eclipsing and Reminiscing
I fear your return,
a terminal glistening of divinity;
I fear as the time I mourned resurfaces,
facing me face-to-face with that face of despair.
Kilometric peripherals,
an algorithm I beg to bend,
and no matter how much sunscreen I apply,
I just can't seem to leave my past.
If I could write to my past self,
I'd assure him:
the only narcissistic egomaniac
was the caricatures you'd come to know.
I can only try:
a Fahrenheit to Celsius,
a wannabe Plato,
a confused nomad as to why it's still my fault.
This eclipse was not beautiful,
it was a little script of lies, and discomfort,
to which I found
not even the sun loved me anymore.
#poem#poetry#writing#poetrycommunity#tumblr#poet#poets of tumblr#poems#tumblr writing#poets on tumblr#sad poem#writers and poets#original poem#poems on tumblr#poems and quotes#poems and poetry#poetic#story#tumblr original#tumblr stories#tumblr poets#tumblr story#art#life quotes#quotes#thoughts#thinking#emotions#a poem about neurodivergent mania
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SHORT HIATUS NOTICE
Hello lovely readers,
I hope spring is treating you well, and you're enjoying the bloom of flowers and the heat of sun. To those of you working, don't forget to get your deserved rests; To those of you who are approaching exam season, good luck!
I'm sadly part of the latter group, as you might have noticed by the slow progress of my work. With deadlines looming close, I will be absent until the 8th of May, when my last essay is due. Until then, I will not publish Torn Page unless I get a free moment, and even then, I think I might priorisite Scales of Justice, as I'm very close to the end of my revision. This doesn't mean I won't keep an eye on this page - if you want to comment, ask, or discuss anything, feel free to message me, anonymously or otherwise! You would be a very welcomed distraction from my university workload.
I will see you very soon, hopefully, with big updates. Until then, take care and please, forgive your silly author, who appreciates your patience and support!!
Lots of love,
Julia
#small hiatus#scales of justice#interactive story#torn page#tumblr community#tumblr story#progress update
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It is disability month, so let me tell you a story:
I once scroll on Tumblr and an artist I like made a post asking for physically disability people to tell their story so they can have an original and better take on his representation for his webcomic.
(I won't give his name by respect, I still believe he is a nice buddy just misunderstood the weight of his future statement and also because he is 100 times more popular and I don't want to receive death threat this week. I have enough already)
We exchange and he ask me to fully explain my disability so I did, an extensive dive of how it happen, medically how it work and his consequence (who can be really serious, I can be paralyse of both legs and if not carefull die of it just by doing sport) and after that he just say:
"Your disability is not interesting"
Not a sorry and when I asked "oh okay, what did you expect then cause I have other disable friend who might be closer of what you need" he never answer. I am all for representation but PLEASE if you represent, respect the people you try to represent. I told you everything from the fact I had it at birth to how to compensate, to the pain and unfair judgement and medicale record.
I am not upset, it might be too quick of a reaction from them, I still believe. But it hurt me, it truly does, that even people who want to represent us, actually don't care.
#disability#disabilties#story#tumblr story#rent#i suppose ?#artist#lack of interest#webcomic#month#disability month#handicap#physical handicap#physical
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Tumblr Exclusive One Shot: Omega's Quest For Societal Integration
The sound of laughter and chatter filled the cozy living room of Amy Rose's cottage as Sonic and his friends gathered for a much-anticipated get-together. Team Dark - Shadow the Hedgehog, Rouge the Bat, and E-123 Omega - were seated at a separate table in the corner of the room, seemingly keeping to themselves. However, despite their stoic demeanor, they were just as caught up in the festivities as the rest of the group.
Shadow was his usual quiet self, nursing his drink as he watched the others with a reserved expression. Rouge, on the other hand, was in high spirits, chatting and joking with the rest of the gang. Omega was deep in thought, his eyes fixed on the table in front of him as he considered some problem that only he knew.
E-123 Omega was on a mission to improve his social skills. He was tired of being the lone robot, always on the outskirts of conversations and group gatherings. He wanted to make friends and be a part of the group.
Rouge, fully aware of his mission, offered a curt nod. "Omega, if you're really serious about making friends, why don't you go and talk to Blaze? She's relatively new to the group."
Omega's head rotated towards the opposite end of the room. Amidst the laughter and chatter, Blaze the Cat could be seen sitting quietly by herself, sipping on a cup of tea. Despite being a bit of an introvert, Blaze was having a good time. She was content to sit back and observe the others, a small smile on her face as she took in the festive atmosphere.
His circuits lit up with excitement. He was nervous, but he was determined to make a good impression. "Affirmative."
Rouge chimed in with a soft giggle. "Just remember, Omega, first impressions are everything. Make sure to be polite and friendly. You want to leave a lasting impression, don't you?"
With that, Omega set off towards Blaze, his metal feet clanging on the ground with each step. He approached her, and she looked up in surprise as the giant robot loomed over her.
"Greetings," Omega said. "I'm E-123 Omega, and I wanted to say hello."
Blaze raised an eyebrow, eyeing the robot warily. "Hello," she said cautiously.
Omega beamed, pleased that his social skills were already improving. He then leaned down, patting Blaze on the head. "Good kitty!"
Blaze's eyes went wide and she leapt to her feet, her fur standing on end. "What did you just call me?"
Shadow sighed in disappointment, while Rouge stifled a giggle. Omega was oblivious to the reactions of his two friends as he was focused on making a good impression on Blaze.
Confusion sparked in the robot's orbs. "I called you kitty."
Blaze was incensed. "I am not a kitty!" she hissed. "I am Blaze the Cat, Princess of the Sol Dimension! How dare you call me something so demeaning and disrespectful!"
Omega's circuits flickered as he processed this information. "… Affirmative. My apologies."
Blaze let out a deep sigh and shook her head. "It's fine," she said, her tone softening slightly. "Just don't call me kitty again, okay?"
With that, Omega walked back over to Shadow and Rouge, who witnessed the whole spectacle from their positions. "How did I do?" he asked, eager for their approval.
Shadow and Rouge exchanged a knowing look before turning to Omega with a smile. The latter spoke up and winked at her teammate. "You did great, Omega. Keep it up and you'll be a social butterfly in no time."
Omega beamed with pride, not realizing that his friends were just humoring him. He was determined to keep working on his social skills, and with a little more practice, he would be the most sociable robot in all of Sonic's world. Shadow and Rouge exchanged a look, both feeling a mix of amusement and disappointment at Omega's social blunder. But they knew that with a little more practice, Omega would soon become a pro at making friends and leaving lasting impressions on those he met.
And who knows, maybe one day, Omega and Blaze would become the best of friends.
#tumblr exclusive#tumblr story#stories#my fics#my writing#sonic#sonic fanfiction#sonic stories#sonic story#blaze the cat#rouge the bat#shadow the hedgehog#e 123 omega#team dark#sonic writing#writing
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" How could he understand the concept of love and affection when he had never experienced it? " - The Alpha Prince Unexpected Mate
Novel by Havilworth
#novel#alpha wolf#tumblr novel#tumblr story#story time#reading#reading is fundamental#reading is life#love reading#tumblr update#tumblr girl#tumblr blog#blog#girl blogger#tumblr feed#feed update#tumblr tags
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this is so funny to me
so my friend’s sister has an ex-boyfriend in college and he got shot and was put in the hospital with some mental stuff that made him forget that he and my friend’s sister weren’t talking.
so he sent her a birthday present comprising of two Eliza Schuyler Funko Pops, one Angelica Schuyler Funko Pop, an absolute butt load of Hamilton stickers, and Hamilton coloring sheets. Friend’s sister did not want any of it because they weren’t talking.
friend just is giving them to us so now I have an Angelica Funko Pop and a bunch of Hamilton stickers
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Would you be willing to write a short story about Geralt? Where he saves us from being captured by something evil?
Absolutely! I'm more than happy to write a story for you about Geralt p.s. I'm sorry for the late response, work takes up lots of my time nowadays. I tried to make it short, but I got a little carried away. I hope you enjoy 💚
The entire village had been more and more on edge the past few weeks, ever since that arch Griffin attacked the village and started stealing the live stock....aswell as other things...Your neighbor's son was one of the many people who had been snatched by the beast, there had been at least 3 other people that were taken straight from the village. You hated it, you hated being hear, and you didn't want to stay anymore. You were at an age where you could leave the family home if you wished, but it was having the coin for it. Thankfully you had been working in the village tavern to save up and travel to a better location, you didn't get much in there considering it was such a small village, but White Orchard was all you knew. You had read up on the maps to where you thought a good place would be, and you had decided on Novigrad, you weren't a sorceress so there wasn't as much danger there. But anywhere was better than White Orchard right now, and a few weeks after yet another person was taken by the arch Griffin, you had enough coin to travel to Novigrad and possibly enough to get a place of your own. If not, you always had a travel tent and supplies. You said your goodbyes to your family and headed to your horse in the stable, you were glad to be rid of them, they weren't the most loving of families.
Your mother was quite spiteful and made you clean and cook whenever you were in the house. And your father was always looking for suitors for you to marry you off, he was only happy knowing he could get some money off of you. You climbed onto your horse and headed out of White Orchard and on the path to Novigrad, it was a long way to go, but you were more than excited. You finaly had your freedom, and you knew it was a dangerous world out there, but you didn't care, you knew how to defend yourself. You never told your family, but you did practice fighting skills when you snuck out of the house when everyone was alseep, and you did the same in any spare time you had too. There was even one time you killed 4 drowners all by yourself with ease, it was like dancing, you knew all the steps and how to kill them, it just made you feel so proud. It was a tiaring week travelling up to Novigrad, but you made it in the end, feeling more than exhausted. You had camped up during the evenings in woods and across lands as you traveled, but the thought of a bed was keeping you going. By the time you arrived it was about 11.30 in the morning, and it was so much busier hear than White Orchard ever was. The streets were filled with people, food and weaponry stalls, children running around and people going about their day. You lead your horse around to try and find a suitable place to stay, when a sound got your attention, it sounded like someone who had either hurt themselves, or was just grumpy and in need of assistance.
It looked like it came from what looks like a run down tavern called The Rosemary and Thyme, it's definitely seen better days. You left your horse outside and walked to the wide open front door, and inside you can see that it's a mess in there, like people had broken in and slept in there. You hear the noise again, and it looks like someone is trapped under a large sheet that has tangled around them, it must have fallen on them from the ceiling. "Ah f#ck it! Stupid thing, get off!" The voice shouts "Let me help you" You say as you walk over and pull the sheeting away from him, revealing him as a small dwarf. He had reddish brown hair in a mohawk, and he wore green and brown clothes with an axe on his back. "Ah, thank you lass. This stupid thing fell on me, and I couldn't find a way to get out of it" "Your welcome, although I am suprised you didn't just cut a whole through when you couldn't get out. Just seems like an easier way to me" "Well that's a thought, but I didn't exactly have a knife handy" You raise an eyebrow in an amused way and look at his axe, making him look at it too, then back at you with embarrassment. "Oh eye, I guess you have a point" You both chuckle as he rubs the back of his neck. "I haven't seen your face hear before lass, you new?" "I am yes, I've just arrived hear from White Orchard" "White Orchard? That's at least a weeks travel, you must be exhausted" "I can't deny that, I was just looking around for a place to stay the night, before I try to find a place of my own. I don't supose you could direct me to the nearest available tavern could you?"
"Eye, I could. But I'm guessing you haven't got much cion with you? Don't take it personally, I can just read people" "I can't deny your right about that, but being on the road for a week is tiaring, and a bed would be wonderful tonight" "I have an idea, if your willing to help me clean up this mess, you can stay hear if you wish" "Really? How much coin would you like?" "I don't want you coin lass, just a hand cleaning if that's alright" "Oh? Are you sure?" "I'm positive. You see, many people hear in Novigrad don't act like you, if they see someone in need of help or, in my instance, stuck! They don't exactly lend a hand out of the kindness of their hearts. But I can see something in you, and I'd like to show you my gratitude" "Well that's, very kind. Thank you-oh umm, I didn't catch your name" He holds his hand out to you and you gladly shake it "Zoltan Chivay, it's a pleasure to meet you" "Same hear Zoltan, my name is Y/N" After introductions, you start to help Zoltan clean the tavern, it looked like at least 10 people were crashing hear. "If you don't mind me asking Zoltan, why is this place a mess?" "There were all these people from the streets who were staying hear, and the new owner has disappeared somewhere. Gods knows where the #sshole has gone" "You know the owner?" "Kind of, his name is Dandelion. We've been mates for a few years now, and the last I heard he was staying hear, but then I see all these bums hear instead. Thankfully at the time, another close friend of mine helped me get rid of them, and it turns out that he was looking for Dandelion too, hence why I'm doing the cleaning by myself, well, I was"
"Let's hope your friend does find him then, and he'll be happy this place is nice and tidy for him" "I couldn't agree more, this place is looking almost brand new. Now that this is all done, why don't I show you upstairs and you can pick a room?" "Thank you" He leads you upstairs and you choose a room with a lovely looking bed and plenty of space. "Why don't you have a little rest lass, I'll be right downstairs if you need me" "Thank you Zoltan" He leaves you in peace and you put all your stuff down on the chair beside the bed, falling into duvet and snuggling up in it's warmth, you fall alseep within minutes. You awake about 2 hours later feeling refreshed and much better than you had before. Sleeping in a bed instead of the floor really does make a difference, you straighten yourself up, just as you hear talking from downstairs. You recognise Zoltans voice, but not the other. You made your way downstairs and just as you take the last step, you seen Zoltan talking to someone who was very tall, had long white slightly messy hair, and his eyes were yellow like a cats. His armour was very well tailored to his physique, and he had two swords on his back.
"Ah there she is! Y/N, why don't you come and say hello to my friend hear. This is Geralt"
You walk over and offer your hand to let him shake it, he's a little hesitant at first, but he does shake your hand. "Hi Geralt, it's a pleasure to meet you" "Hmm...likewise" He isn't very smiley, maybe he's having a bad day. "Well would you look at that Geralt, someone nee who isn't scared of you" What does he mean by that?" "I'm sorry? Why would I be scared of him Zoltan?" Geralt takes his swords out, sits to a chair and starts to sharpen them. "Because I'm a witcher.....most people either run from me or.....there was one time a woman vomited" "Ok...but I don't exactly see what's so scary if I'm honest" Zoltan gives an amused look towards Geralt, eager to know his response. "You do know what a witcher is don't you?" "Yes I do know who you are" "I kill monsters....I'm a mutant, witchers like me are seen as outcasts and aren't exactly welcomed by most....and a lot of the time, what I do frightens everyone else....society doesn't exactly approve of my kind" "Ok....well I personally still don't see what's frightening about you" "Have you really seen me then? The yellow eyes, the swords" Zoltan snickers and says "The no sence of humour, the constant grumpy face" Geralt just gives him a stare and Zoltan chuckles and looks though his things. "Yes, I see the eyes, the swords but....it doesn't frighten me. If I had met you or another witcher on my travels I wouldn't be frightened of them either. Yes you kill monsters, but your saving lives. I'm guessing you've saved more lives killing monsters than you have frightened people?"
"Hmm..." he says with a slight curve at the corner of his mouth, like he's trying to keep a smile at bay. Zoltan laughs and grabs Getalt by the shoulders in a playful way "You see Geralt, I told you this one wasn't like others around hear, that's why I'm letting her stay. Y/N, in the next room is the kitchen, why don't you make yourself something to eat while me and Geralt have a chat? You must be famished" You agree and leave them too it, and once your all finished, you come back, to see that Geralt is gone. "That was a quick visit from your friend Zoltan" "Yes, it usually is with Geralt. You see he's looking for Dandelion and when he's focused on things like this, he isn't talkative. And when he is, it's only for a short time, your lucky you got that much out of him lass" "Why does he think he's frightening? What's so scary about him?" "Hehe, I like you lass. There aren't many people who see Geralt...all they see is a witcher. A mutated monster slayer that's a danger to everyone, but for as long as I've known him, he's been a true friend, and nothing scares me. I could tell he liked you though" "What makes you say that?" "Well, when he's been around the company of women over the years, he's either being talked down too or used for their own personal gain. I don't think he's had a young woman talk to him like a real person for years and years now. His ex....Yennefer...they were a complicated couple, they cared for eachother deeply, but there was trouble there too. I think that's why he's quite cautious with new people, especially women"
"So shall I try to keep out of his way then? When he comes back?" "You can do whatever you like lass, your staying hear now so he's bound to walk into you from time to time" "Time to time? I'm only staying the night aren't I? Because I helped you, then I'm going to try and find a place of my own" "Eye you can find your own place lass, but it's not that easy, and with not much coin it's going to be more difficult too. You can stay hear until you find a place of your own, weather it's days, weeks or more. Your welcome hear" "Zoltan that's.....so kind...I don't know what to say" "Don't mention it lass. Now! I believe there is a few rooms upstairs that could do with a tidy, care to lend a hand?" From that day on for the next few weeks, you helped Zoltan get the Rosemary and Thyme back into shape, while also seeing Geralt come by from time to time, always with a new lead and more information to finding his friend Dandelion. You even got a smile out of him once, it was small, but it was still there.
The longer you stayed, the more Zoltan and Geralt liked you, and when Geralt wasn't there, you helped in keeping people out who weren't meant to be there. Zoltan was impressed with your fighting skills, and secretly laid them onto Geralt, and even he was impressed, it takes a lot to impress him. One night, you were just finishing up in the kitchen when a large bang was heard by the door, you ran in and see Geralt had fallen through the door and was covered in blood, and it was his! "Oh my god! Geralt!" "Zoltan-where is he?!" He says through gritted teeth, trying to hold back the pain. "He has my-my backup potions! I-uurrggg! F#ck!" Zoltan wasn't in the Rosemary and Thyme, and you had no idea where he was either, you still had to help him. "Come on, let me help you up, I'll get you fixed up" "This is-hhsss! F#ck! You can't help me with this"
"Oh shut up of course I can, come on, I'll take you upstairs" You hold onto him and have his arm over your shoulder to support him, and take him upstairs. He's in a lot of pain and is struggling to walk too, what the hell happened to him? You kick the door open and help him to lie on the bed, he falls onto it grunting and mouthing the word "f#ck" You pull out the medical supplies and help to remove his shirt, that's where the blood is coming from. He lies back and you start to wipe away the blood to see a large cut across his chest, you can stitch it up, but it's going to hurt him if he doesn't lie still. "Hear, bite down onto this Geralt" He can see the seriousness in your eyes, he opens his mouth and you put the wrapped cloth inbetween his teeth before you start to seal up his wound. He grunts and moans in pain into the cloth, you try your hardest to talk to him through this, distract him and go as quickly as you can. It's all sewn up and the bleeding had stopped, and still no sign or Zoltan. "She should be back soon Geralt, and he should have your witcher potions too. I'm sorry I can't be any more help-" Geralt can see the fear and worry in your eyes, and his hand gently rests on top of yours. "It's ok.....you've really helped me....that's more than I could ask for....." "Can I get you anything? Some water?" He nods in agreement and you bring a cup of water to his lips, he drinks it gently, still in pain, but not half as much as he was.
"Geralt?! There's blood down hear! Is everything alright?!" You shout back to Zoltan that Geralt is upstairs, and Zoltan runs in to see what has happened.
"By the gods! I have your potions right hear" Zoltan pops a bottle lid off, handing it to Geralt, and he knocks it back in one go, making him cough a little and his eyes and the area around them turned black. Geralt passed out, and you had no idea what just happened. "Zoltan, what happened to him?! Is he ok?!" "He'll be alright lass, this is what happens when he has his witcher potion. It's a terrible thing to take, but it fixes him from the inside out. He'll need to sleep it off now. What exactly happened?" "I don't know, he just barged through the front door covered in blood. I did all I could do to help him, but I don't know if it was enough" "Of course it was, you've patched him up nicely I can see, that's something he can't do himself" "What can I do to help him Zoltan?" "Nothing now lass, he needs to sleep it off and he'll be back to normal once he's rested. Now lets leave him in piece shall we?" You and Zoltan went about your afternoon while Geralt slept upstairs, and once it was night time, you both were sat at the table playing cards when Geralt finaly came back down, and he looked so much better. "Ah there he is! The mighty Geralt has awoken from his beauty sleep" "Hmm...your funny Zoltan" Zoltan chuckles as he approaches Geralt to give him a friendly embrace. You however, feel a little awkward from earlier, seeing Geralt with his shirt off. Not only that...you saw how many scars he had...you felt so bad for him, and honestly didn't know what to say. So seeing as him and Zoltan were talking, you just slipped off to bed and left them too it, you wouldn't want to get in the way of their business and make things awkward.
You has relaxed in your room reading a book for the last hour before you felt like going out onto the balcony for some fresh air. The balcony was all around the top of the Rosemary and Thyme, so whoever was staying in these rooms could walk out whenever they wanted, right past others rooms too. It was dark outside as you leant against the balcony, taking in the crisp cool air, and feeling more at ease. "Hey" "Huh! Who the fu-Geralt?! What are you doing up hear?" "I didn't meant to make you jump" "No no it's fine....why are you up hear?" "I was hoping to speak to you" "What about?" He makes a little smile at the corner of his mouth. "I wanted to come and thank you for helping me today" "Oh....there's no need to thank me" ".....why wouldn't you think you deserve to be thanked?" "Well I was just doing what any normal person would do" "....Hmm.....except....there aren't many that I know who would do what you did....or actualy had the medical knowledge to do what you did.....help like that doesn't exactly come easy to a witcher"
"Zoltan would had done the same thing" "But Zoltan doesn't have medical knowledge...yes he had my spare potions, but when it comes to injuries that I sustained today, potions can only do so much. If I had just had them, I still would have been close to death from the blood loss"
"Being a witcher can't be an easy life for you, I'm sorry you have to go through that Geralt" There it was again, that tiny little smile. "Why did you leave when I came back downstairs Y/N?" "I could see you and Zoltan were busy, and I didn't want to get in the way of that" "....Hmm....and the real reason?" "...I.....I didn't know what to say to you....and I....." "You were shocked at my scars weren't you?" "...Yes....how....how many times have you been hurt like this?" "More times than I would have liked....I know which scar belongs to each fight I've had....it's just normal for me" "....I'm sorry that's happend to you...that it STILL happens to you" "There's no need to say sorry, it's my life...and I've accepted it" He walks over to you slowly and rests his hand on top of yours that's resting on the balcony. "Y/N....you saved me today....if it wasn't for you I wouldn't be like this. I want you to know I'm grateful for that....grateful for you.....and I promise you this, I am in your debt. If there is ever a time where you are in danger or need help, I give you my word, I will be there" "Geralt, that's not necessary" "But it is, the care and understanding you've shown me since knowing you is extremely rare to find, and I'm over a hundred years old.....anything, and I mean anything you need help with....I'll be hear for you...ok?" "Ok Geralt....thank you" You give him an unexpected hug, and at first he is frozen with his arms out wide, not knowing what to do. But when he feels your heartbeat and knows your comfortable with him, his arms wrap around you too, hugging you back just as nicely.......however, during Geralt's visit in Novigrad to find Dandelion, he had made an enemy whist being there, a man by the name of Whoreson Jr...and one of his men was outside the Rosemary and Thyme....witnessing Geralt hugging you....and that wasn't something that this man was going to keep to himself....
The next morning, you Zoltan and Geralt were in the main room of the Rosemary and Thyme, and Geralt was just telling Zoltan that he was going to speak to someone who may have information about Dandelion, someone who Dandelion used to be with. "Now are you sure this lass is one of Dandelions?" "I'm sure, it says so hear in his journal. And you know Dandelion, I could bump into any random woman on the street and he could have slept with them" "Ah ah Geralt, you can't have a go at Dandelion for that when your just as (friendly)" You giggle under your breath, and Geralt and Zoltan surprisingly like that. "You have a point Zoltan, ok I've got to speak to this woman, stay safe both of you" Geralt said before leaving and closing the door behind him. "What are you up to today then Zoltan?" "I've got to get some more arrows made up by the docks, I'm only going to be an hour or so, you want to join me?" "No that's ok, I need to swing by the market and find something nice to make to eat for later" "Maybe something with a bit of pork?" "Zoltan you've had pork for the last 3 nights!" "Eye! And it was delicious every time" You both laugh as you each leave the Rosemary and Thyme, going your separate ways, Zoltan heads to the docks and you walk down the street to the food stalls. It was lovely just walking around and seeing new people as they did their own thing....but for some reason, you started feeling on edge, almost as if you were being watched..... you looked around but couldn't see anything strange.....but you could still feel it. You walked back to the Rosemary and Thyme and locked the door behind you, making you feel just a little safer, but that feeling of being watched still hadn't gone. You weren't taking any chances, you had your weapon on your hip as you stayed inside, and you weren't going back out until Geralt or Zoltan came back.
The next thing you know, the window behind you smashes and in flies this monstrous creature! You had seen this thing before in books, it was a harpy! And it wasn't alone! Another 4 of them came in through the same window and started flying around you trying to hurt you, where the hell did they come from?! You grabbed your weapon and swung at each one that tried to hurt you, killing them just as quickly as they broke in through the window. All 5 of them laid dead, but something was off? You knelt down to see chains wrapped around each harpy's leg, like they were captive or something? But who, or what was holding the other end? Before you had a chance to think, a massive blow is struck to the back of your head, causing you to fall to the ground in pain, seeing double in your vision. You feel 3 lumbering men grab you, hoist you up onto your knees and hold your arms so you can't more or defend yourself. Then this figure walks in front of you, kneeling down to be at eye level with you, he looked hideous. A long boney nose, a scar on his upper lip and a face that should be hidden in the darkest of places. "Interesting....I expected the harpy's to do a better job. You said they'd work Harrison!" One of the men cower at his voice, this man infront of you spoke again. "Well no matter, there are other things we can do with you....tell me my dear...where's the witcher?!" You stay firm and quiet, not saying a thing. "Oh ho ho...so that's how you want to play it is it?"
Just then, he struck you in the face extremely hard, causing blood to form inside your mouth. He grabs your chin and makes you look at him. "I said, where is the witcher! Tell me b#tch!" You spit blood into his face, causing his to let go of you, and fall back onto the ground. "Ugghh! You stupid little wh#re! You'll pay for that!" He storms up to you again and punches you out cold, the men let you go and you fall to the ground. "What are we going to do with her boss?" "We are taking her back to house! And then you will leave her to me....I like ones who are feisty! Their body's and minds are so much more fun to break! Plus....it's something fun to do while we wait for the witcher! Once he sees this place, and notices her disappearance, he'll come....and we'll be waiting...." Whoreson Jr snaps his fingers, and one of his men grabs you and hurls you over his shoulder, leaving the Rosemary and Thyme....and Whoreson Jr leaves a little note....Hours went by before Zoltan came back "I'm sorry I'm late lass, I got hold up by the man selling me my weapons. He's a real-Oh sh#t!......What the hell happened? Y/N?......Y/N!!" He saw the carnage and the harpy bodies, but no sign of you. "Y/N!" Still no answer. Zoltan was just storming back down the stairs when Geralt walked in, and his face was filled with confusion and anger.
"Zoltan?! What the hell happened hear?!" "Geralt! I don't know! I've just got back and there's no sign of Y/N!" "What?!" Geralt uses his witcher sences to examine the room for any clues, his senses helped him understand what happened. "This window was broken from the outside, and the chains around their foot indicate they were being used to scare whoever was hear, it had to have been Y/N. The wounds on the harpy's were made by the same metal that Y/N's blades are made from, she killed them. But her blood is on the floor, both droplets....and what looks like projectile, almost like she spat it out. And hear, footsteps, large, too large for Y/N....I've seen this footstep before" "Let me guess, Whoreson?" "Without a doubt....the question is, why did they attack her? And where is she now?" Zoltan looks on the back of the door, and there is a note pinned up by a knife. "Geralt..." Geralt sees what Zoltan is looking at, and he rips the note away to read it.
Witcher
You know who this is, and if you want to see your little lady friend alive again, you know where to find me. You might want to hurry though, she is quite a ravishing beauty....I have many ideas on how I can....claim her....the clocks ticking witcher, the longer you take, the more she suffers. It's up to you, I don't mind you taking your time though....oooh the fun I'm going to have with her before you arrive...the excitement is almost delicious....
Geralt threw the dagger against the wall in anger "F#ck!" "That b#stards got her hasn't he?" "Yes, and he's going to hurt her" "I doubt that's all he'll do Geralt, you've heard about what he does to young woman and girls haven't you? And I'm guessing if I know Y/N, she didn't go down without a fight. And that's only going to make Whoreson angrier" "I'm going to after him, and I'll kill him myself. I can't let him hurt her because of me. Hand me my swords Zoltan, they will know the taste of Whoresons blood" What felt like hours later, you awake in a daze, tied up against a pole in a dark and poorly lit room. Your head is hurting and your feet and hands are bound, it seems your chest and midsection are tied up in rope against this pole too, whoever did this does not want you to escape. The door on the other side of the room opens, and in walks the same man who hit you. "Ahhh, your finaly awake my dear. Did you sleep well?" You make no response, just give him a look that could kill. "Naww, what's the matter? Your head hurting? It was your own fault you know" "Is that right? Because usually if someone else's fist hits my face, it tends to be THEIR fault!" "Ooh! There's that fiary spark I saw in the Rosemary and Thyme! You know you shouldn't have spat in my face like that" "Oh really? Well next time someone breaks in with monsters and weapons trying to kill me I'll do a little dance of joy shall I?! Who the f#ck are you?! And where have you taken me?!"
"Oh how impolite of me, my name is Cyprian Wiley. Otherwise known as Whoreson Jr.....and you'd do better to know not to f#ck with a crime boss of Novigrad!" "I haven't done anything to you or got into any wrong crowd. Why take me?" "Hmmm, clever little lady aren't you? Well your more of a....means to an end so to speak...." He sits on a chair in front of you, while your still tied up. "You see, your witcher friend Geralt has been snooping in and around my business recently, and I don't take to kindly to that. However...Geralt is quite......elusive. He isn't exactly easy to get a hold of. So we've had to resort to other measures.....you" "There's no point in taking me, I'm not exactly someone of great importance to Geralt" "Oh really? So that wasn't you my men saw talking to the witcher last night on the balcony? And also hugged him?" You were stunned into silence, someone was watching you both? "Just as I thought.....Geralt will know about your kidnapping, and when he does, he will play right into my hands!" "I think you underestimate him" "I beg your pardon?" "I said you underestimate him. We are talking about Geralt hear? The same man who single handedly took out a leshy, werewolf, fiend, shaelmaar-" "I don't give a sh#t!" "Well you should. Geralt is capable of many things any normal man couldn't do, you seriously think you're men have a chance against him?"
"My men are going to crush him, I have all my men ready with their weapons for when he arrives. And....as for you..." He leans in close and you can smell his disgusting cigar and ale breath. "I plan to make you mine! But....I like you....I won't have you until you beg for it! So? Are you going to be a good girl and become my own personal little sl#t? Or are we going to have to do this the hard way? Beating out a submissive side to you is fun, but I don't mind which way you choose" "I would rather die than ever touch a grotesque, cowardly, abusive and arrogant piece of sh#t like you...." He smirks as he stands back up, staring down at you, he chuckles, then says "Have it your way then...." While you were in Whoresons home, Geralt had arrived and was trying to find a tactical way to get in. He can see men on every door and there are men around the property with crossbow aimed on the house, the best thing to do would be to sneak around the property and take out the men with the crossbows- "Screams!!!" Geralt's train of thought is cut off by the sound of you screaming out in guttural pain, he needed to get in there, and be needed to do that fast! Meanwhile, back inside Whoresons house, you are still tied up, but instead of being tied to the pole, your on the floor of the room. Whoreson has pulled you from where you were and has been attacking you in any way he can, bruising you, cutting you, beating every inch of you and breaking many bones. He broke your wrist bone, your ankle, and the one that made you scream, alerting Geralt, was where Whoreson broke your lower leg bone, you had never felt pain like it.
Your on the floor in pain, tears streaming your face and unable to do anything to help yourself. Whoreson kneels beside you, smiling with a cruel sneer "Are you ready to admit defeat yet? Are you ready to be mine?" "I hope your death is slow....and agonising..." "I highly doubt it will be....yours on the other hand...." He says as his hand reaches out to wrap around your throat, slowly cutting off your air supply. "Your death....is mine to collect!" The door smashes down with a tremendous crashing noise, frightening Whoreson to back up from you as Geralt storms in, fury etched on his face. "You! How did you get past all my men!?" "You underestimated me" Geralt says before knocking Whoreson out cold, then Geralt drops his sword and unties you from the ropes. "Geralt-" you manage to say in a pained and tearful whisper. "Shhh shhh, it's ok....your safe now. I'm taking you back to Zoltan"
He removes the ropes and helps to sit you up against the wall as he checks your injures. "Can you walk?" "I-I don't know-my leg-" "It's ok, it's ok....just take deep breaths for me ok? I'm going to keep you safe and make everything better" He wipes away your tears just as Whoreson wakes back up, to which Geralt storms over to him and pins him against the wall by his throat. He pulls out a blade and runs it through Whoresons shoulder, making him shout in pain as he's literally pinned to the wall. "You f#cking mutant! I'll kill you for this!" But Geralt is more interested in you as he kneels down to see if your ok. "Fight me like a man!" "You don't behave like a man, you behave worse than a monster....and you know what witchers do to monsters....." He stands up, grabs his sword and runs it into Whoresons gut, moving it up to slice more and add more pain too. He pulls out the sword and wipes the blood away as whorson falls to the floor, and the light slowly leaves his eyes, being nothing more than a dead body.
Once Geralt put his sword back, he was down at your level again and rested his hand against your cheek. "I'm so sorry Y/N...." He carefully picks you up and holds you close as he walks you out of Whoresons house, your still in so much pain, but Getalt is very gentle with you, and does everything he can to make you feel more comfortable as he takes you back to Zoltan. You had passed out by the time Geralt brought you back, and Zoltan was waiting up in your room with the medical supplies. Geralt very gently laid you down on the bed and they both started to bandage you up and help with your wounds, it took a long time, especially the broken bones, the leg was the most difficult. You had been passed out for a few hours while Geralt refused to leave your side, Zoltan came back a little while later with a drink of ale for Geralt, he could see the guilt in his eyes. "Geralt my lad....she's safe now" "But she's still gone through all of this Zoltan....if only I had been hear with her....or got to Whoresons sooner...." "You can't change the past, but you did change her future. You saved her, if you hadn't had done what you did, she wouldn't be hear right now.....just like she did with you" "I just.......I wish I could have protected her" "I know Geralt.....but she's back hear now, and safe...that's what matters....why don't you get some sleep? I can watch her" "I'm not tired.....I'll be fine" Zoltan gives him an understanding look "Alright lad....I'll see you in the morning" Zoltan heads to his own room as Geralt stays with you, his hand delicately resting on top of yours.
A few hours later, you start to stir from your unconsciousness, your a little groggy but the pain you felt before you passed out isn't half as bad as it was. Right now it just feels numb, and your leg feels very stiff, thankfully you can't move it right now to feel any pain. "How are you feeling?" "....Geralt?....what happened?....did I pass out?" "Yes, but it's ok. I would have been exactly the same way if I'd had gone through what you did" All the memories start flowing back to you, what Whoreson did, when he took you, the harpy's. "Geralt I'm so sorry" "What's with the tears? What do you have to be sorry about? You didn't do anything wrong" "But I couldn't stop them, someone hit me at the back of my head before they grabbed me. I couldn't fight back-and oh by the gods, the harpy's-" "Y/N look at me, I promise it's alright" "But-" "No buts, just try to relax ok?....you need the rest" "Geralt?" "Yes?" "Why did you come and get me?" He looked so confused "What do you mean why? Why wouldn't I? You saved me remember?" "Yes...but I'm not your friend or someone who is useful to you....I'm someone people wouldn't miss if I was gone" "That's bullsh#t, why would you think that?" "Isn't it obvious? I'm not exactly an experienced fighter, I'm new to the world outside a tiny village, and I couldn't even stop myself getting taken by Whorson Jr" ".....Y/N.....look at me...." When you look at him, he has tears and pain in his eyes, something you had never seen him show before.
"Your strength grows everyday, and what happened to you could have happened to anyone. Especially me. If you would have seen the amount of dangerous situations I've been in over the years of being a witcher, you would have seen me when I was vulnerable too.....this thing that happened to you, doesn't make you any weaker than me, the fact that your human and are healing so well with all these injuries is actualy incredible. In order for a witcher to heal, he needs potions, whereas your using your inner strength" A tear falls down your cheek as he says that, strangely it does make you feel a little better. He rests his hand against your cheek and says "You should get some rest now, you need it" "I honestly don't know if I can fall back asleep again" "Do you want me to help you?" "How?" "I can use one of my witcher signs, if you want to?" "Will it hurt?" "No.....I would never hurt you...." He sits up a little and raises his hand, making some kind of weird simble in the air, it's unlike anything you've seen before. Once he does that, you feel a kind of weird hypnosis seep into you "Now you close your eyes, and sleep this pain away..." he says in a soft and soothing voice, and as if like magic, your out like a light.
Geralt was unable to be there as much as he was, as he had to find his friend Dandelion soon, so Zoltan was there to help you as you were still recovering from the kidnapping. After an incredibly long 12 weeks resting, your broken leg was finaly mended, but you still had to take it easy, and Zoltan refused to let you do any difficult chores around the Rosemary and Thyme. When Geralt did pop in, he was so kind and supportive to you through all that you had gone through, and his company was a genuine pleasure, he was more than happy to call you his friend.
A few weeks after that, you were now completely back to normal, except for the odd pain or small injury from the incident, and you were doing all the things you could do before. One day, you and Zoltan were just walking through Novigrad together looking at the stalls "Geralt said he's should be back today according to this letter he wrote, I'm sure he'll be happy to see you again lass" "I've missed him, I really hope he's found his friend Dandelion" "Geralt always gets the job done. So? Shall we head back?" "Yep, I'm all done hear" When you both arrive back at the Rosemary and Thyme, Geralt is standing in the middle of the room, with someone wearing an extravagant purple outfit. "Ah! Zoltan! Did you miss me old friend?" "Dandelion! Get over hear you pompous b#stard!" They both hugged and laughed at him finaly being back, and Geralt came and said hello to you. "How are you feeling Y/N?" "All back to normal now" "That's good...I'm glad your ok..." Dandelion walks over and takes your hand, giving it a kiss "And you must be the beautiful Y/N? My friend Geralt hear has told me all about you!" "All good things I hope?" "Oh yes, he couldn't shut up about you when he was bringing me ba-" Dandelion stops when Geralt hits his shoulder against him. "Anyway! Thank you for taking care of this place for me, I know you and Zoltan have made it look glorious!"
"Your welcome" "Right, to the business at hand! I will be turning this place into something much better once I've got some money, which should be very soon! Your room your staying in, is it adequate?" "Yes I suppose, it has a bed and that's more than enough for me" "Well! That can't stand! There is an upstairs room that's much bigger than the rest, and shall make sure it is all perfect for you!" "That's very kind Dandelion, but I don't know if I've mentioned that I am looking for my own place to live, that's why I came to Novigrad" "But you already have a place! Geralt told me that-" "Dandelion!" Geralt says in frustration, hitting him in the shoulder again. "I'm sorry, what's going on?" You ask, wondering why he's acting strangely. Geralt takes your hand and guides you to the window so you can talk privately. "It seems Dandelion cant keep his mouth shut and spoiled the suprise I had for you" "What suprise?" He looks out the window and points to a beautiful 2 story house on the other side of the street. "You see that house just there? That's yours now" "It can't be, I don't have the coin for a place like that" "No, but I did" "What?!" "Well, technically Whoresons money. He's not exactly going to need it anymore, so I use his coin to buy this house for you, you have a home now. And you are a friend to everyone hear, you will always be welcome at the Rosemary and Thyme, and anywhere any of us are" "Geralt I....I don't know how I can thank you for this" "I supose there is one thing" "What's that?" "You know I travel everywhere, when I'm back in Novigrad, maybe I could stay hear?" "Geralt, I would love to have you"
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Omg guys so today I was having lunch at the food court in the mall I work at minding my own business, when I notice this girl at the table across from me giving me the most awful looks. It’s important to note I’m wearing my Björk t-shirt that has a print of her 1995 album post on it and my Björk pin I picked up at my local record store earlier in the day. So I’m like
“Is there a problem?”
And she just sits there still with a furious look on her face and says
“Are you a fucking björk stan?”
And I’m like
“Yeah, is there a problem with that?” Cause I have zero chill when it comes to smart ass teenagers who don’t understand good music and she just starts going off at me, screaming, literally screaming the usual at me in the middle of this packed food court
Ariana’s better, Björk can’t even sing, Sis it’s just her screaming into a microphone, 0 Grammys, She fucks dogs blah blah blah. Now at this point she’s so loud she has the attention of the entire food court and her mom comes running over to see what’s going on.
I just turn around and said
“I don’t even know who you are but how dare you disrespect me or björk like that you oddly shaped tart white bitch!”
Her mom just lost it all at her, telling her off in this food court of about a few hundred people for her yelling, swearing, disrespecting a celebrated music icon, and having the nerve to talk to someone she doesn’t know like that…
And then her mom did something completely unexpected…
She looked at me then pulled Björks infamous 2001 Swan Dress out of her Nordstrom bag and recited all of Pagan Poetry to me right there in the mall food court. Then finished with a classic line…
“I am grateful grapefruit!”
So she not only embarrassing herself, she got in major trouble and found out her mom stans Björk…
It was an amazing start to the day.
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Not In Love
Story is based off the song Not In love by Crystal castles + Robert Smith.
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Tom x female reader
Tw: arguing, fighting, make up sex?, angst, smut, unprotected p in v.
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You were going through your old pictures on your phone and you had seen the old memories of your old best friend. Tom kaulitz. You wanted to cry at the thought of how things went down. You didn’t end up on bad terms, life just happened and he was gone. Later you had seen a text from an unknown number. It had piqued your interest and you read it.
Unknown
Hello? This is y/n?
Well hope this is the right number
It’s Tom. I’m back.
Your heart jumped out of its chest. You couldn’t believe it. You secretly had a crush on your best friend and now he’s finally back?! You squealed and arranged a meet up as soon as soon as possible. You had gotten ready to meet up with him and you rushed to the cafe to meet him. You felt so nervous.. it had been two years. Jesus.. you thought. As you waited for 30 minutes you waited for any sign he would show up but you started getting a little upset. You had some hope though, maybe he was just a little late.
After an hour you started giving up and you were walked out upset. As you did you saw Tom with a girl kissing her.. grabbing her waist.. you were pissed. You threw your drink at him cursing. “What the actual fuck! I waited an hour just for you to be with some whore!?” The girl seemed confused and mad the girl then spoke. “What are you his girlfriend?” And you replied. “No.. but he was supposed to meet me here!” Tom looked at the girl letting her go and he grabbed onto your shoulder it hurt.. “Relax! What the fuck? I was coming there was no reason for you to call her a whore.” His eyes were cold. Maybe it was because he changed.. he had cornrows now and his eyes were more darker than ever. You felt your eyes well up with tears. All you could think about was his grip. It could leave a mark.. it hurt and you tried pushing him off before he yelled at you. “I WANTED TO VISIT A FRIEND STOP ACTING SO FUCKING POSSESSIVE. SOMETIMES I HATE THAT I MET YOU! WE ARE NOT IN LOVE!” Those words did it for you. He pushed you away and you started crying. You felt
Your throat had gotten sore and you crossed your arms holding yourself and cried walking home. It was so cold… you finally arrived to your apartment and you kicked your heels off throwing them at the wall as you cried for what felt like hours at that rejection. You deleted every photo of him off your phone.
Timeskip- 2 days later
Tom had texted you after two days..
Tom:
Hey.. look two days ago.. I was out of line. Come over?
You were hesitant. You thought about it and sighed before driving to his place like a complete idiot. Tom opened the door smiling before bringing you into a hug. You hugged him back and he kissed your cheek in a friendly way. You could tell he wanted something. And he sat you down on the couch before sighing.
“Look y/n.. I invited you over because.. I wanted to sleep with you. I like you a lot and just please..” he stopped and held your hands and you looked into his desperate eyes. You looked away thinking and you sighed. What harm would he done?? You would finally get what you wanted. You then nodded giving the okay and he smiled before kissing you gently at first. He leaned you down on the couch as his kissing pace quickend. You moaned softly in his mouth as you felt his hand cup your cheek and it felt special. As you started getting hot he touched the bottom of your shirt prepared to lift it up. He waited for you to be okay with it and you just nodded and he started taking your shirt off.. then your bra.. he grabbed your breasts massaging the nipples and then placing his mouth on them to suck them. You moaned as he did so. Your breasts were sensitive and he took notice. He had a little smile before he sucked the top of your breast and left a hicky on you.
He then took your pants off and noticed how wet you already were. He smiled and kissed your lips before he rubbed your clit through the panties seeing how sensitive you were. He then kissed your lips, jawline, down your neck, all the way down to your stomach before placing a gentle kiss on your clit. He took your panties off and he smiled kissing your inner thigh saying compliments like “you’re so perfect..” “you’re gorgeous..” “you’re so pretty..” you were so turned on by his words and he then took his erection out and he placed it at your entrance before pushing himself in and as you cried out he held your arm and smiled “you’re okay baby.. you’re doing so good..” you took all of his inches and as he quickened the pace you moaned louder and louder he was fucking you so hard that you struggled to even think or process any words. “Good girl.. you’re doing great.. we can cum together..” he said whispering as he fucked your brains out kissing you at the same time.
Once he shot his seed inside you came at the same time. Your cums mixed together and once he pulled out the cum leaked out of you. He went down to lick up every last drop being careful to not cause too much overstimulation. He then kissed your cheek.
After
Once you both were dressed he cuddled you and kissed your head. “You know.. that was the best sex.. I hope you forgive me… and maybe we could really be something one day.”
You turned to him and stood up glaring at him. The audacity.. as if you forgot how he stood you up. “Are you joking!? You ruined everything. I’m not in love.”
His eyes widened and he felt a little hurt and annoyed and he stood up and held your arms. “Please relax… I’m here now that’s what matters..” he said as he placed his forehead on yours. You pushed him away. “NO!” He was then upset and he scoffed “fine then just get out! I wanted to fix us.” You didn’t know how to respond… you were conflicted and now you felt bad and you hugged him. He hugged you back and kissed your head.
His eyes were close and yours were open and all you could think about is how you guys are not in love… it was just the comfort you both wanted in the moment… you both might never be in love ever..
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I really hope you guys enjoyed this one!! It’s wayyy longer and more dramatic I love the support and hope to write more stories
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Wspomnienie lata
Twój uśmiech w blasku słońca
Mogłabym oglądać bez końca
Zatapiając się w twoich objęciach
Rozpalały się iskry w naszych sercach
Czułam że jesteśmy blisko
Czułam że możemy wszystko
Każdy dzień z tobą
Był niezapomnianą przygodą
Oddałabym wiele
By lato trwało nieskończenie...
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City of Gray
Until the sun had set for the final time,
at a time where we relished in immaturity,
we built a city of our passion.
I only wish that passion
was from the same peace of mind
that I saw when I was infatuated.
Here lies our city,
a city of gray,
which we'd look over from our mountain porch.
Here lies our city,
and my memories of the time spent with you.
A corrupt society, with a rift and betrayal,
I only wish we could appreciate it one more time.
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