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dxmoness · 11 months
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─────── LOVE MADE ME CRAZY?!
━━━━ dion agriche. manhwa. twtpflob.
‣ fluff! reader is referred to as ‘you’, soft Dion! . ୨:୧
‣ masterlist . recent works . twtpflob. ━━━━
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A loveless marriage. that's what this was supposed to be. A loveless and fruitless marriage between you and dion agriche.
Now why couldn't you do that, you may ask so kindly? Because this damnable husband of yours is a clingy puppy over you. Well, perhaps that's an overstatement but still. He was extremely against the rules of your supposed 'loveless marriage' as to him this was no marriage or just mere inconvenience, but rather a marriage where he finally has someone to talk with and do whatever he likes with (as long as you're comfortable, of course.).
Dion was known to be cold, calculating, ruthless, a complete psychopath but to you? He acts like a gentleman, if not that then perhaps just a clingy male who wanted every bit of affection he could get from you. Maybe it was because of his past experiences where he never got affection, but one thing was for sure the man would never leave you alone. No.
This morning was no different, you woke up and the first thing you feel is a heavy weight on half of your body, mostly the lower half. But a slightly lighter feeling was at your chest. You knew who it was of course thus you kept still. It would be a great disappointment to Dion if you dare move and tell him you do not wish to sleep in as you two normally do when he returns from a long hard work during one of his many missions.
After an hour, you finally make your movement to shift around. This was a sign to tell him to get up and start getting ready for the day. On a normal basis it would've worked but you knew better when it came to his return days.
The male absolutely refused to move out of your body. Especially not when he was feeling so much warmth against you. It'd be unforgivable to do such a terrible deed, that's what he thinks at the very least.
"Dion." Your tone was tired but it held firmness. It made Dion groan before he turned, finally letting you breathe smoothly once more.
His red eyes stare at you blankly at first, but then filling with utmost respect minutes later. "Good morning." His voice was sleepy and low. His eyes show dark circles under them, an unhealthy sign.
"Good morning." You answer, your hand reaching to stroke his hair. A move that deliberately gets Dion on his knees trying to reach your fingers.
He leans up and instead kissed you. His blanket gives way and makes the sight of his chest and undeniably tone and fit body in display for your eyes to see. Such a sight brought heat to your cheeks, a blush creeping forth bringing your thoughts deliberately known.
Dion simply grins as he pins you down. "Let's sleep some more." He spoke so kindly and smoothly, you wouldn't dare say no now, would you?
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─────── TAGGING?!
━━━━ no one.
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rouecentric · 10 months
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AAAAA okay, so I saw that your requests are open... (this is my first time requesting anything so im a bit nervous)
about your post with the lante x grandkid!reader, IT WAS SO GOOD, and yes, i totally understand the family's shock about lante doting on his grandkid. this is the same man who established that familial love is unnecessary, was it not?
we got lante's perspective of his grandkid... but what about the other family members? will they like the grandkid as well? or will they be indifferent / dislike them?
(this is a bit wordy im sorry ☠️)
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how would the agriche family react to grandchild!reader being doted on by lant agriche? / headcanons, death, typical things you'd expect from a fic that's about the agriche family, gn!reader.
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THE agriche's reactions are mixed, honestly, and they thought that dion having a child was enough of a shock, so to have grandchild!reader being doted on by the lante agriche would mean that the usual "balance" (or what was left of it) in the family would no doubt be thrown out the window.
there would most likely be more hatred and indifference than adoration when it comes to the grandchild, especially once they start taking on some of lante's traits as well, but some of the only people that i could see liking the grandchild no matter what would honestly be maria and sierra, as they most likely took on the role of a maternal figure in the grandkid's life since their mother died while giving birth.
roxana, as obvious as it is, would most likely resent the reader because of how doting lante is when it comes to them, especially since not only did they automatically gain lante's favor, but they also are the child of dion, her brother's murderer. however, she might open up to the reader and eventually get along with them if the reader doesn't exactly idolize the agriche head because of his actions, hell, she might even use the reader against lante.
jeremy's neutral when it comes to the grandchild, honestly, he probably never personally met the child more than twice on his own volition, since he would rather cling to his half sister than interact with some snotty baby. but there is a chance that he would have more encounters with the grandchild once they're around four to seven years old.
grizelda.. it's hard to say on whether or not she likes the kid, really, but the grandchild would most likely idolize her, and grizelda is at least a bit kinder at first when it comes to the kid, so the two of them would possibly be close, with the grandchild seeking out the older woman's attention or help.
however, charlotte hates you without any doubt. charlotte doesn't like you because of how easily you get lante's favor and attention, causing her to usually harass you without lante usually knowing, but she does bite back her tongue whenever there are other people present, however, she mellows out when she's older, and there's a slight chance for her to apologize! but don't get your hopes up, because she's stubborn as hell.
fontaine despises you, as you were not only lante's favorite in th family, but also because your birth reinforced dion's position on the top three candidates for being the future head of the agriche dukedom. hell, he isn't even above trying to get you killed, since all is fair in this household that didn't have any morals, no?
dion, your father, was indifferent towards you, he didn't really care for your mother, either, since it was an arranged marriage orchestrated by lante himself for his own benefit. sure, he may have taken care of you in his free time, but his emotional baggage and childhood trauma definitely wouldn't have made him a good father, most likely being emotionally neglectful, even if he sometimes doesn't mean to be distant.
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d10nsaint · 1 year
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REWRITE THE STARS
Paring; Dion agriche x reader
I’d like to say this is sort of a 700 special, but I guess im pretty late. Special thanks to @acuriousmoon for not only drafting this, but always helping me get into the writing spirit when I help her with her works. Shes truly amazing, and i dont think i’d be able to progress without her.
The sounds of the flapping of the butterflies’ wings was extremely loud— the sound of thousands of poisonous butterflies echoed through the halls, along with the sudden ‘oong’ sound of the magic circle.
You’d frozen dead in your tracks. One second you’d been standing behind Dion while walking with Lant and Roxana, and the next, Lant had been coughing up blood while suffering in a magic circle while Roxana sat atop a gorgeous throne that only Lant sat on.
You felt a presence cling onto your cloak, tiny hands shaking and face hiding into your clothes.
Lant Agriche was a very simple and clear man—he believed in in the foreign concept of, ‘to kill or to be killed,’ and he lived by cruel terms; ‘Affection was a weakness’, as, ‘there is no need for it either’.All he wanted was the money and power there was to wield instead.
That very high and noble man was wheezing on the floor, screaming at Roxana and His son.
His son.
Your husband. The man who had given you the child that was clinging to you, afraid of what his father would do.Even you didnt know what he was going to do.
“Kill…her..”, Lant was coughing up blood after screaming so much, his eyes traveling to Dion. Your entire body shook. What would he do?You turned to Roxana, who watched Dion with amusement. Who would he choose? His wife and son, or His father?
“Erm..Dion, honey, come here.” You swallowed a lump in your throat with every pause. What if he decided he didnt need you anymore? What about your son?
“Dion, darling, please.” Contrary to your poker face earlier,you had shown your concern on your face.
He just stared at you, motionless. But instead of helping the head of Agriche who was angrily bawling for his help and sheathing his sword, he slowly walked across the hall towards you and your son. He ignored his father’s outcries as his gloved hand grabbed yours, placing a small kiss on the gloved dorsal side of your hand,His gaze and expression remained cold, but his words sent warmth down your spine.
“I am at your mercy.”
How an outsider as warm as you had the eldest son of the Agriche household wrapped around her finger point that he remained loyal is far beyond anyone’s comprehension, including Roxana’s.
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honestly-oceanie · 1 year
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“Meet Me At Midnight”
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Warnings(mention): Violence & murder (indirect), blood, sexual  themes, “Dion Agriche”
《Dion Agriche x reader》
{smut/thirst♤ | scenario▪︎imagine▪︎}
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Imagine...
A random guy started flirting with you but you paid him no heed not even a glance. He obviously knew who you are, his next words goes to show and it infuriated you inside. “You should divorce your husband, he does not deserve a beauty like you at all.” You turn to glower at him but did not spare him a word instead you just walked away.
Unbeknownst to you, crimson eyes were glaring daggers from afar.
After the sun had set, the random guy had an unexpected visitor on his manor. And to say the visit turned bloody hell would be an understatement. The visitor did not stop until he was finally satisfied with his work of ‘art’.
When your beloved husband, Dion, finally came home clothes all bloody, you immediately rush to him. Although you knew none of the blood belonged to him you were still worried and you didn’t like the sight at all.
You stare at Dion with worry evident in your eyes, while he just stare back at you as if he’s piercing through your soul. Without saying anything, he pull you towards him by the back of your neck, shortly after your lips touched he started kissing you hungrily. After what seemed like forever he finally pulled away.
“Jump“ he said and you did. Wrapping your legs on his waist and your hands on his shoulder to keep stable, you started sucking and placing hickies on his neck whilst he lead you both to bed.
After laying you on the bed, he look down on you beneath him. You were wearing your simple nightwear and yet you just look so enticing and enchanting right now. Without second thoughts he rip your nightwear apart giving him the full view of you. Even though his hands were still covered from his last victim’s blood, he did not care he inserted his fingers inside of you nice and slowly at first. Hearing no moans from you put a frown on his face, thus he roughly starts thrusting his bloody fingers in and out of yo, because of the pace of his fingers you started moaning his name out “Dion, Dion, Dion.” 
Not daring to ask what had obviously transpired, you just indulge yourself in the pleasure your beloved husband could give you as he is almost always out for his missions sent by his father.
After you had given your release, Dion pulled his fingers out which are now covered with your cum and his last victim’s blood. After staring at it with satisfaction he turned to you with an indescribable emotion in his eyes. But despite that you still understood, as you’re the only one ever to understand him. 
He placed both of his arms on either side of your head to support his weight and avoid crushing you. In the dark, he says “your eyes...are like midnight.” You knew what he meant. It was going to be a long night...maybe till sunrise.
A/N: can’t believe how I managed to keep a straight face while writing this so no one would be suspicious of what I’m doing😂  Gonna write a fluff later, back to procrastinating now.
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Credits: @d10nsaint , you’re the reason why I even started liking this psychopath man😅. @forbidden-sunlight , for your message😊. Sorry this had to be my first fic, I accidentally click post instead of save draft I didn’t properly check😓. @dxmoness​ , my fav💗 I originally planned to make my regis series fic but you’re doing one right now so I’m gonna sit back and wait.
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inzsanewrites · 1 year
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Just Like Always
Dion Agriche X Reader
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You followed in poise steps behind Maria as she led you to her garden table.
“Aww,” she dramatically whined. “Are you sure you wouldn’t like to attend my tea party with Sierra and I, dear? I’m sure it would be more fun than spending time with my boring son.”
You nodded in reply. Although you did have a bit of fun at those monstrous tea parties of Maria’s, you had figured a heartfelt ‘meeting’ with Dion would suffice more.
“No thank you, Maria. However next time, I will definitely be the first to attend.”
That had the small woman perking up as she strolled away umbrella in hand.
“Yes! I shall make sure an extra cute ‘doll’ serves you then.”
You agreed, the premeditated event already being thrown in the back of your head as you took a seat at the table. You signaled one of the stationary maids to get you a cup of tea and leave the pot.
The garden was truly beautiful, You absentmindedly thought as your lips touched the rim of the teacup.
And for the next few hours into the night that would be one of the only two thoughts on your mind.
It was quite late you realized as you saw a maid nearly nod off to sleep, he wouldn’t show himself if he saw you had company of any sort.
“You may go.” You gestured for them to disperse and they carefully made their way back to their respective resting locations.
You turned you attention from the garden to the sky. The moon brightly illuminated the sky replacing the sun you had walked under with Maria. A soft, deliberate rustle broke through the pitch silence the atmosphere had created. Smiling, you placed down his teacup. He always did this.
He always waited for you to be alone.
And just like always he approached you.
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melonminnie · 1 year
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So many shades of gray. -Jeremy x vampire reader!
Prompt cause I’m bored :^ this is sort of gross so sorry
Warnings: mentions of blood, needles, body parts.
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“Why are you acting shy as if you didn’t try killing me a moment ago?” The boy hummed, his hand cupping names face.
Name quickly turned their face to the side, their face flushed with embarrassment.
“If your that hungry you could’ve just told me” Jeremy trailed grabbing a needle that was next to his bed and pricking his finger.
Tiny droplets of blood start coming out, name took this as an invitation, and started sucking the boys finger.
Jeremy starred at this significant other in pure delight for no apparent reason, “Can’t you cut of your entire finger for me?” Name asked starring back at Jeremy with wide eyes.
“You know my finger can’t come back right?” Jeremy went back to cupping his significant others face, “I can’t reconnect my finger again”
The blue haired boy connected his forehead with Name, Both had reeked of blood for reasons unknown.
“You act as if I’m stupid sometimes”
“I know you aren’t but I’m not a vampire like you so” the boy smiled, “how about we make a deal Hm?” The grin on his face somehow stretching even more. It was ever so slightly
“What’s the deal” with Jeremy’s hands slowly coming up to Names face.
“I’ll give you alllll the body’s you want in the world yeah?” His hands stretching your cheeks as if you were just born.
“And what do you want in return?” The atmosphere around the two slowly darkened.
“For every 5 bodys” there was silence, almost as if Jeremy was doing this on purpose to be irritating. “You’ll need to cut one of body parts for me to use and I get to decide” he hummed smiling, grabbing onto your frail arms and moving them around like a doll.
“What do you say?” He asked, The blue heads eyes bored into yours awaiting Your answer with a smile on his face.
“Cmon name, we don’t have all day~” he said in a singsong voice, still moving your arms as if you were a mere object for the teenager to play with.
“Fine, but only one piece of my body you cannot over extend the limit” still not once did you bother to shake away from his hold.
“Great!, Nice working with you” he hummed once again before placing a kiss on your cheek, holding your body tightly in his grasp as he starred into nothing.
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This sounded better in my head..
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𝒲𝒽𝑒𝓇𝒾𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓋𝒾𝓁𝓁𝒶𝓃 𝑜𝒻 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓃𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁 𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓁𝒾𝓏𝑒𝓈 𝒽𝑒 𝒾𝓈 𝒹𝑒𝑒𝓅𝓁𝓎 𝒾𝓃 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓅𝓇𝑜𝓉𝒶𝑔𝑜𝓃𝒾𝓈𝓉 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓎𝑒𝒶𝓇n𝓈 𝓉𝑜 𝒽𝒶𝓋𝑒 𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝒷𝓎 𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝓈𝒾𝒹𝑒~
𝕌𝕟𝕤𝕦𝕣𝕖, 𝕨𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕓𝕖 𝕒 𝕘𝕠𝕠𝕕 𝕞𝕒𝕥𝕔𝕙? 𝕆𝕣 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝕓𝕠𝕥𝕙 𝕝𝕠𝕠𝕤𝕖 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕖𝕟𝕕?
( What if Dion Agriche were to fall in love with a reader like Diana? )
A lost soul,
He lives but hardly talks
He is waiting for her,
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The memories flooded his mind, as he remembered her delicate figure, rosy champagne colored eyes and gold hair that represented the sun. She had him wrapped around her finger, there is nothing that she would ask of that he wouldn’t do. If she asked him, he would kill himself for her. He was a moth drawn to the flame, the flame being her aurous hair. She would never be unloved. Everyone he knew adored her. Roxana found solace in her free spirit, nobody could tell Y/n what to do. Jeremy adored the way Y/n approached things with a brazen manner, she was never afraid and never seen without a smile on her face. Her smile was so contagious, her laugh made others lips curl into a silly grin. Y/n was always so straightforward, if she wanted something she would get it, no matter what it took. Maria was enchanted by her and was always present whenever y/n danced. To Maria Y/n resembled a flower fairy, delicate and graceful. Maria adored the way her body moved so elegantly, it was as if the wind and skies were dancing with her as well. She was everything, everyone’s sweetheart. However, he was nothing. He was a man used as a tool by his father and unloved by his mother. He barely ever spoke, he lived as though he were a corpse. He hoped one day he would be able to feel something, anything would be fine, just something. So that he could be good enough for her and not so dull as his mother always told him.
In front of this photo of former times
He, he is not crazy
He believes in it, that's all
He stared at a portrait of y/n in his room with glossy eyes, he had portraits of y/n everywhere in his room. He gently placed his hand onto the portrait and he felt his heart shatter. This was a portrait of y/n feeding him her favorite chocolates and when he was first introduced to lippe tea, that he now drank everyday to feel spiritually closer to her. Oh y/n, you had only been here for a few years, yet captivated everyone's heart, you truly are a cruel woman. He lay down on his couch recalling nights that y/n had spent in his room, refusing to take the bed and sleeping on the couch instead. Her scent still lingered, it was hard to get over her. It had only been a day since he lost her, yet everything was falling apart. Only nine months back, he had been so happy upon receiving the news, he didn’t know that this would have ended the life of his beloved. How the scent of blood had filled the room, the way she laid lifeless on her bed. While the midwife held a small baby in her arms. He lost every bit of sanity he had at that scene, brutally murdering every servant that was in sight before the other residents had to knock him out. It took all of Roxana, Jeremy, Grizelda, Charlotte and the other children’s strength to manage to overpower Dion. The others felt crushed as well. Now who could possibly sing Jeremy to sleep every night? Who could Jeremy complain to about his life? Who would calm him down when he was hurting…. Who would nurse Roxana back to health whenever she went overboard with the poisonous butterflies? Who would Roxana have late night conversations under the stars with? Who would she dance with? Who would calm down Charlotte in an instant? Who would embrace Charlotte whenever she was hurt? Who would kiss all of the scratches better on Charlotte’s face? Who would Grizelda gossip with? Who would be Grizelda’s best friend? Most importantly, who would love Dion, as she had loved him?
He sees her everywhere
Standing, he is waiting for her
A rose in his hand,
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Grizelda was the first to learn about the news from y/n, being y/n’s best friend she started to worry when she noticed y/n’s stomach hurt every morning and y/n feeling nauseous most of the time for a few days. So as any concerned best friend would do, she offered to take y/n to the clinic, however y/n could barely walk. Helping y/n up, and slinging her arm around her shoulder in an effort to support her weight she carried y/n to the carriage. Y/n was in a seemingly bad condition when they had reached the clinic. After a thorough examination, the doctor concluded that y/n was just fine, her pregnancy symptoms were simply harsher than what usual people had. Grizelda was over the moon to hear the news, she was going to be an aunt! Y/n couldn’t wait to tell her husband the news, meanwhile Grizelda could hardly keep in her excitement as she swung her arms around her best friend who was still extremely unwell. Both women walked back to the mansion quietly, that's when y/n saw Dion walking towards her room. He had seen that y/n’s appetite had increased the past few days and had brought her some chocolates for the both of them. 
“Dion darling!!” She screamed
This was Grizelda’s que to leave, she didn’t need the lovey-dovey couple to make her feel single.
“Yes?” Dion sighed
For someone unwell, she was definitely very enthusiastic.
“Calm down love, what's the matter?” He asked looking her up and down
“You're going to be a father!” she screamed
Dion froze. It took him a few minutes to process the information and when he finally processed the information he went and embraced his wife who had been nervously staring at him. He had gently lifted her off the ground and spun her around with a soft smile adorning his lips.
“I’m going to take care of our child, I don’t want to be like my father,” He said, staring at y/n’s stomach.
“I hope so too~ But I know you Dion, you will make a wonderful father~~ my loveeee~~” Y/n laughed while being spun around.
Maria heard the sound of laughter and walked towards it, she walked in on her son spinning his wife around.
Y/n met Maria’s gaze and jumped out of Dions arms and into hers,
“Mama~~ you're going to be a grandmother!!”
It also took Maria quite some time to process everything she had just said. Maria was holding a rose in her hand and picked the flower up and tucked it behind y/n’s ear. She then strengthened the embrace. “I hope the baby looks like you, i’m so glad to hear this news,” Maria had tears near the corner of her eyes. She kissed y/n’s cheek and skipped off happily.
Later that evening
Jeremy came skipping into her room as well,
“Y/n!!! Fountain told me that you love HIM more than ME the nerve of that guy!!! Hmph… you love ME more right?” Jeremy came in complaining
Y/n was laying in her bed once again feeling unwell, the maids were sent out to get her a comfortable nightgown to sleep in. Suddenly his foul mood turned into worry. He rushed to her side of the bed.
“Y/n! Are you okay?? Why are you laying down?? You don’t look well!” Jeremy was panicking.
“I’m fine…it's just…How do you feel about being an uncle?”
He had just learned how children were made a few months ago, so he was a little bothered and flustered to hear this news…
“I’m going to be an uncle??? HOW DARE DION TOUCH YOU!? I’ll kill him!” Jeremy started telling you multiple torcher methods he was going to try on Dion causing you to sweatdrop.
“Think about it Jeremy, you will be an uncle-” Y/n sighed
“Damn right!! I’ll be the best uncle in existence,” Jermey’s mood switched completely.
Thank god he wasn’t going to murder your husband.
Jeremy’s loud mouth had informed the rest of the Agriche estate and everyone knew the news by the next morning. The next morning when you were busy eating the ice cream Dion had brought you very early that day, Roxana walked in to congratulate you.
“Oh y/n, I am truly fortunate to have someone like you in my life and I feel blessed for once, to know that there will be two of you,” She sighed
“Thank you so much for your kind words, Roxana. Just in case anything happens you’ll take care of it for me right?” Y/n asked
“With my life, I owe everything to you,” Roxana pledged
“You are just the sweetest,” y/n sighed, as Roxana was taking her leave.
Making Roxana Smile ever so slightly. Now all of this was a distant memory.
Apart from her, he is expecting nothing
Nothing around him makes sense
And the air feels heavy
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“Please, love our daughter as you have loved me,” Y/n rapidly said, ready to lose her life any moment.
“Y/n…don’t leave me…please…I need you,” There was evident hurt in Dion’s voice, it made y/n’s heart shatter
“I-i can’t believe i’m going to lose you,” He said crying into y/n’s shoulder as she slowly lost her life.
“I will love our daughter, I will make sure she knows what a wonderful mother she would have had,” he sighed, a lovesick smile across his lips
As Dion walked out of the room disheartened and empty killing servants along the way, the midwife timidly handed him a small baby. His baby. He would not kill her, she helped deliver this bundle of joy to him after all. He would protect his daughter with his life, she was the only thing that his wife had left him with and he would make sure to stand by his word. Dion refused to hand his baby to anyone. Nobody had asked for the baby girl either as they were all grieving the loss of y/n.
Jeremy was the first to approach Dion and place a hand on his shoulder. Even though he hated Dion, he knew that Dion was suffering the most out of them all. After all, Y/n was the only thing Dion loved and now Y/n was gone.
“C-can I hold her?” Jeremy crocked 
Dion looked hesitant but then remembered how y/n had always doted and adored Jeremy, so he reluctantly handed him the bub. The tiny baby had her eyes closed but Jeremy noticed that she had inherited her mother’s beautiful golden hair. Bitterly smiling, Jeremy began to stroke the small amount of hair.
“L-look she has y/n’s hair,” Jeremy said in an attempt to cheer everyone up
Everyone rushed towards Jeremy, Sierra cried harder looking at the beautiful hair, while Maria forced a smile across her pained face. Roxana smiled hoping that she would be able to hold the baby next, after all she had promised y/n she would look after her child. Grizelda had covered her face entirely looking at the baby, she couldn’t believe that her dearest friend whom she shared many wonderful memories with was now gone She would never see her again. Truth hit her really hard, she felt paralyzed as she reached out her hand to touch the baby. Charlotte just hoped that if heaven really did existed, y/n would watch over them.
An absent expression,
He is alone, he often talks to her
He, He is not crazy
 “Y/n.. today our daughter opened her eyes and you wouldn’t believe it but.. She has your eyes…your eyes have always been so beautiful. I'm glad our daughter looks like you. You were the only thing I was living for but now…My daughter…I’m glad I met you y/n. Even if we weren’t able to spend the rest of our lives together, I have no regrets for meeting you.” He sighed speaking to a photo of y/n beside his bed. He heard the crying of his baby coming from the cot in his room and he went towards the child, picking it up gently and embracing it. As he pet the baby’s back gently in an attempt to calm her down, he pointed at a portrait of y/n on his wall,
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“That's your mother, isn’t she beautiful?” He said admiring the way she looked in the painting.
The baby in his hands cooed and made grabby hands towards the picture of her mother trying to reach for her. Only to feel the surface of a canvas.
“I wish she were here too, she would have loved you dearly,” Dion said, feeling the fabric of the canvas in his hands.
 𝐼 𝑜𝓇𝒾𝑔𝒶𝓃𝒶𝓁𝓁𝓎 𝓅𝓁𝒶𝓃𝓃𝑒𝒹 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝒾𝓉 𝓉𝑜 𝒷𝑒 𝓁𝑜𝓃𝑔𝑒𝓇 𝒷𝓊𝓉 𝐼 𝓁𝑜𝓈𝓉 𝓂𝑜𝓉𝒾𝓋𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃 𝒾'𝓂 𝓈𝑜𝓇𝓇𝓎 :,(
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Roxanne and Dion sitting in a jail cell
Roxanne:who should we call
Dion: I would say father, but I feel safer here
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orngbanana · 1 year
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Roxana is hilarious actually. Her internal thoughts are nothing but scheming, sarcasm, being flabbergasted whenever Cassis is nice to her, and constantly emphasising how fucking hot she is while being filled with crippling self-loathing. Everyone wants to either bang her or for her to bang them. Her list of relevant siblings includes a trigger-happy puppy with abandonment issues, the most sweetest and the most frighteningly competitive sunshine incarnate you will ever meet, a sad, pathetic, self-destructive void of loneliness and an angry corpse puppet filled with existential dread. She kissed a guy only to nearly rip his tongue out. She made her 13-year-old sister hallucinate being eaten alive by a bunch of butterflies. She is full of rage. She is the most manipulative and also the most loving, caring person you will ever meet. She is just. Just, Roxana.
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hmerus · 1 year
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itsdamonbitch · 5 months
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ok,so I've been reading 'The Way to Protect the Female Leads Older Brother' and noticed that Dion knows a bit too much about previous Agrece head's death, that got me questioning 'did Lant (that sick demented psycho) make Dion watch how he murdered previous head ?'.
if that is so than just how fucked up should you be to make a child witness that?
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dxmoness · 2 years
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𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐀 - 𝐎𝐍𝐄
⭒☆━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━☆⭒
character(s): Eros Vasilios
manhwa(s): Your Throne
tw: violence
reminder: this will be a manhwa crossover series, featuring Eros Vasilios from Your Throne and Dion Agriche from The Way to Protect the Female Lead's Older Brother. Expect violence and possessive attitude in the series because this guys are known for it. Anyway enjoy ^^
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Name had finally gotten away. Figuratively that was. Her husband had relented enough to let her explore the vast village, that she's never explored.
But, of course not every want was exactly how you want it to go. Her husband had simply invited himself into the trip as well. This annoyed her to the fullest, yet she tried to keep herself calm. Once she gets upset and yells at him, it'll be all over for her. She'll never see the beautiful shine of the sun again.
She tried distracting herself from him by looking at the beautiful scenery. Her husband was a man of great importance to the Vasilios council. He was the prince's good friend a better friend than any other so he told her.
Not that she's ever seen or heard of the works of his so-called friend. Eros Orna Vasilios was a name forbidden to be mentioned in her husband's house. At first, she had not questioned it, but now curiosity took over her. What was there between her husband and the prince that he was trying to hide from his wife?
Name pushed the thoughts away. She should not think of this when she was supposed to be happy that she was out.
As the carriage stopped, her husband took her wrist. "You know the rules." He said, in a threatening tone. "Do not dare try escaping. Or you're never coming out of that house understood?"
She nodded, she was not planning on doing it anyway. Yet her dear husband just had to assume that so many things came to her mind once she was out in the sun.
Her husband scanned the crowd before letting go of her wrist. "I expect you in this location by evening fall. If you are not back by then—"
"You'll lock me up in my room again and never let me out ever." She cut him off. "I am aware of your threats, darling. I will not run." He regarded her with a cool stare before waving her off.
Finally! Alone at last, she ran through the stalls looking at the beautiful things made by the commoners.
The place was lively, so many people chattering and enjoying themselves under the sun.
As she bought some food from a cheerful and kind vendor, she overheard a conversation.
"Do you think the prince will choose another bride?" A lady said in a hushed tone.
"I am not sure. Isn't he in love with Lady Solon?" Another female asked.
The first lady shook her head. "I heard they barely get along and he plans on leaving her." She had to strain her ears to hear the rest of the conversation. Apparently Lady Medea and His Majesty were engaged, but from what the lady said Eros had broke off the engagement for a reason she had not heard properly.
"I heard he has quite an interest with Duke Armani's daughter." This made her pause. Her? The prince had an interest in her? It would've been normal of commoners to think the such, but a lady such as the two? The thought gave her a bad feeling.
Was this what the nobles thought of her as? No, it couldn't be right?
She walked away before those ladies said something that might upset her day even more.
After an hour of walking around the village, she got tired and found a cafe where she could sit for a while. A sigh escaped her lips, she was exhausted. She still had hours to explore.
At that moment, a man entered the cafe. The mysterious male went to a nearby table and sat there. At that same moment as she stared at him with interest, the man turned her way.
She flushed as they made eye contact. She looked away from those crimson eyes, looking towards the window. How embarrassing. She wondered what her husband was doing while she was gone. Perhaps he was enjoying himself?
Meanwhile, her husband was being beaten up by the prince himself.
"You traitorous bastard." Eros Vasilios glared as he kicked the man. "Marrying a girl who you know I like." He took him by the collar. "Perhaps we can make a deal, no? Unless you wish to die, of course." His voice was threatening him and the beaten up male knew it.
"What deal..." The male could barely breathe as the prince was choking him. His hand gripped onto the traitor's neck.
A dark chuckle escaped Eros' lips as he let go of his neck. "You of all people should know what I want." He stared at pitiful figure.
"She...won't...let...you..." The male choked out the words as a sudden tug of his hair brought waves of pain and agony.
"Not unless I order her. And I will." Eros' eyes were filled with a venomous rage.
"You're a monster." The man spat out as Eros laughed.
"Maybe I am, but you won't be there to tell her."
"You plan on killing me then?" He said through gritted teeth.
"I am not that foolish, no. I will keep you alive. But, of course you'll be spending your worthless days in a dungeon." Eros smirked. "Guards, take this filth away."
"What about his wife, sir?" The head guard asked.
"I will tell her myself." He put on his gloves. "Focus on the traitor."
Name came back to the location, just as the sun set fully. There she was met with an unexpected sight. A royal coach.
What was it doing here?
A male came out of it. Blue hair and piercing grey eyes that almost looked white. "You must be his wife." The male said, holding out his hand. "Eros Orna Vasilios, a pleasure it is finally to meet you."
A gasp escaped her lips. The prince himself! He was as charming as the ladies of the court had said. "What are you doing here, Your Majesty?" She asked, nervously.
"Your lord husband has gone through quite a predicament." This made her even more nervous as she stared into those grey eyes. "He has betrayed the empire!"
Her eyes widen. That struck her harder than a slap ever would. "H-He what?!" Her head was spinning as she tried processing everything that he just said. Her husband? Betraying the empire?!
"I understand that this may be hard for you, Lady Name." Eros said, as he stepped closer. "While we figure out what to do with him, you shall stay in the castle as my guest." He murmured as he took her hand. "It truly is a bad timing, and I apologize for ruining your day."
He then escorted her to the coach, and they went back to the castle.
There she was taken to her room, but with much pleading the prince allowed her to speak with her husband.
"Name?" Her husband sat up from his bed when he heard her familiar voice. "Listen you have to get out—" his eyes widen as he saw the prince next to his wife.
The prince gave him a victory smile as he leaned by the wall. "She wanted to see you. Be glad I agreed." He shrugged, before settling down to let the two talk.
The two exchanged statements for a while, the female was so worried for her husband. This enraged the already pissed off Prince even more as he finally spoke up. "Perhaps we should go now, my lady. Your husband will need his rest for tomorrow's meeting." Name sighed as she let go of her husband's hand, standing up to go to the prince.
The prince looked at her, giving her a small smile to comfort her. "Go on ahead." He said, looking at her then her furious husband. "I'll be there in a moment."
The moment Name was out of the way. Eros walked to the cell with the male.
"What do you want?" The male spat out.
Eros smiled. "Just came to tell you not to worry."
"About what?"
"Don't worry because she's in great hands." Eros said darkly as he walked away.
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rouecentric · 1 year
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MORNINGS WITH HIM.
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What's it like waking up with him in the morning? — romantic , gn!reader / fluff . / no tws .
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JEREMY, by all means, isn't a morning person. He hates the thought of having to getting out of his soft and comfortable bed, leaving your sleeping self alone just so he could wash and dress himself.
But if it's the weekend, the two of you don't have any plans, and you're still asleep by the time JEREMY is awake, he gleefully stays in bed longer just to see you wake up.
JEREMY, though, always wakes up later than you, so you usually have to pry his hands away from you just so you could go to the bathroom or dress yourself.
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DION doesn't really sleep that often, neither does he come home often due to his missions. But on the rare days where he did come home and slept, he always wakes up before you, leaving a rose and a note if he had to go to his father's office, unable to start the morning with you. But once the agrece manor burns down? You and DION are always with each other in the mornings, with one of you making breakfast while the other preps the table.
DION, uncharacteristically, would stay in bed longer than intended if he woke up earlier and saw you hugging him while sleeping.
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CASSIS likes to start his mornings with you, so he'd always wait in bed until you woke up. He sometimes brought you breakfast if you felt too tired or unwell to get out of the bed.
He enjoys watching your morning routine, be it you brushing your hair, stretching, eating breakfast or even you doing your makeup, CASSIS will watch with hearts in his eyes.
CASSIS especially enjoys eating breakfast with you, conversing about your plans, any dates you might want to go on with him, or even about the minor things, such as any interesting plays you heard of, music, or even flowers!
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d10nsaint · 2 years
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Dion with a very beautiful s/o?? Kind of like Cayena Hill beautiful. Everyone in their family immediately accepted her because of how beautiful and confident she is. She attracted attention everywhere she went because of her beauty!
>Lets say your parents were friends with Maria, and your mother had brought you with her to Agriche for one of Maria's tea parties. (Before Ashil's death.)
>Maria saw you, and you were almost sure you could see stars in her eyes.She started complimenting you for your beauty almost immediately.
>Of course, you couldn't attend Maria's tea party, so she had Dion show you around Agriche, as she wanted you to come over often and be comfortable.(At the time, you only saw Maria as a pretty socialite.)
>Dion shut you out and did the bare minimum of showing you around, then left you on your own.
>Fast forward a few months, and after talking to Dion a lot, you both became friends.Although he had weird hobbies (showing you knives, giving dead animals as gifts) he was a close friend of yours.
>Maria then saw how you both were close, and how could she give up such a pretty daughter-in-law?Your mother had almost instantly said yes to the marriage proposal, and had you live at Agriche.
>When you met lant, he only said, "she would make good children.Put her in classes with Roxana."
>And now, you were a 14 year old learning how to dominate a man!! wow!!
>Life was going smoothly: daily classes on how to have kids, learning how to handle gore, and training with dion was how you spent your days.
>You had only talked to Dion, only sparing a few words to roxana, who stared at you with awe in classes. (For context, when roxana was a kid, it was mentioned that she adored beautiful things.)
>Until..The incident.
>When ashil failed the special test, Lant had you follow Dion into the room with a mask on.
>In front of you, he had killed his own sibling.
You had learned how to handle gore, and had never spared a single word to Ashil, but you felt bad for Sierra when Ashil was killed; she looked so broken.Sad.
>Fast forward a few years, and you had everybody in the household fawning over you.
>When you were younger, it was "she's so cute!" now it's "shes so hot."
>You had won over every single sibling in Agriche, and even had the title , 'future duchess.'
>Meeting Fontaine was the worst thing that could have happened to you.He had flirted with you, and had even blushed when you sent him disgusted scorns about how dion was better than him.
>As the proud future lady of agriche, you had many followers, and had won the favor of all of Lants wives.
>Now, here is where you found out that Maria wasn't all dresses and tea.
>She had shown you a doll, while you struggled to keep a straight face.
>Dion still likes you quite alot, and loves touching you.He gives many gifts and dresses that he thinks will suit you.
>Handsome dangerous husband x sexy dangerous wife = Dion x you
>although you werent able to participate in monthly tests due to you not being a born Agriche, you still had a seat next to Lant due to how obedient of a child you were.
>And when agriche fell, you couldnt even imagine Dion not taking your side to run away.
>(recent chap spoilers) and Dion grew even more fond of you when you defended him from lant <3
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lxdymoon0357 · 1 year
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The way to Protect the Female lead's Elder Brother
Domestic Healing! Dion X Reader Hcs
Crossover: Y/N and her murdering families
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melonminnie · 1 year
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Oh how can you still not know? -Dion x Vampire gn! Reader!
-dion version sense ppl asked<3
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The black haired man’s eyes were kept on names face, for whatever reason he was mad, it wasn’t visible on his face, but yet you could feel it.
Perhaps it’s was because you had tried cutting his hand off a few minutes ago, Standing above his sleeping finger, a sharp knife dangling in between your finger.
of course you should’ve known he wasn’t asleep, as he couldn’t be seen in a such a vulnerable state under anybody’s watch, so when you brought the knife to his wrist. He opened his eyes, blood shot starring directly at you.
Daring you to actually continue what you were going to do to him. Of course you couldn’t.. Anyone would know that your ending would be less than happy.
Of course that was probably the reason the black head was angry. It didn’t matter to you because of course you couldn’t help it.
you’ve told him that your body no longer has the craving for raw animals, it needs human blood. Yet he refuses acting as if you never even spoke to him.
it frustrated you to the point of tears.
With dions murderous gaze, it might’ve been better if you had aimed at his younger half brother who was extremely energetic and over protective.
Maybe then you would’ve felt that missing piece in you fulfilled.
“How about I do the same to you” he suddenly broke the unnerving silence.
“what do you mean?” “you said you needed human blood do you not?” He questioned with wide eyes, the knife now in his pale hands dangling around.
“So that means you can eat your own blood too” he affirmed grinning like a maniac as he forcefully pulled your hand towards his lap. The knife digging deeper and deeper into your skin causing you to yelp and protest.
“Next time don’t even bother thinking about me being your next meal” he pressed his head against his significant others.
“Because you should be thanking god your even alive, because If I die your coming with me to hell” he whispered the whole time his grin not leaving his face
Suddenly his grip on names arm stopped, pushing you away and stumbling on the floor. Both arms covered in huge amounts of blood. Ruining the white clothes you’d been wearing.
This was the first and last time that Dion had seen Name cry, hands clutching onto the fabric of the clothes.
Dion was a cruel man, You had made a wrong choice a long time ago there was no turn back.
“I’d be damned if I go to hell with you, I’d rather die a hundred times than be with you all over again” Terrified eyes stared straight into the red ones.
One filled with terror and sadness, While the other filled with a feeling similar to joy.
“No wonder your mother thinks of you as a mistake, I’d think the same if I had someone as you as my son”
The happy feeling turning into anger, It’d be sure that you’d be dead this time right?.
The man laughed maniacally before standing up, his body inches closer to yours.
he slowly sat next to you, “You want my arm ?here come fucking have it”
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I tried my hardest to match this to his actual personality (I failed sort of)
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