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dxmoness ยท 2 months
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You are the fifth wife of the infamous Lant Agriche. Yes, fifth. This man had four more wives that were unknown to you due to him excluding you out of his estate.
He claims that you were the most special amongst them therefore it'd be best to keep you away. Going on about how his wives could be in jealousy and murder you even.
Though you pretended to believe his word for it. You knew better. If a husband pushes you to the side away from his life, that means dark matters were at hand.
In truth the way you two hit off wasn't the most effective way of doing so. Just to make it simple, he had just decided to come โ€˜visitโ€™ your father and murdered him and a dozen others in your household whilst keeping you as a trophy of his feat.
A trophy that was later found more useful than others. He had threatened to kill you at first until a night when you unleashed a demon inside of you, quite literally. The demon had swarmed and nearly killed your now husband. All for the sake of protecting you from harm.
That incident caused the entire discussion that was later referred to as a marriage contract. In which he'd provide you everything you wish for and all you have to do was sit, look pretty and bear his children.
To this you agreed. Why bother ruining an opportunity of living a life of near luxury and most likely die in the hands of some human trafficker? Plus he wouldn't be paying attention to you anyway. After all he's got all those wives pent up in his home.
You now stood in the presence of your husband who seemed quite intent in knowing what you or your children had become after the two months he left you alone in. His eyes landed on the children next to you who seemed ever so cold towards their father.
"Good work." A praise that was so hollow anyone could tell so. "Can they do what you can yet?" As expected a question towards their way of things.
"Not yet." A whispered answer came from you as your eyes came to contact with his.
"โ€˜Not yetโ€™?" Lant growled with annoyance. "I thought we agreed to keep working until they manage. It's only a few days left until our sons come to contact and fight against the other children."
โ€˜Our sonsโ€™ you almost scoffed at that. He didn't even care about them at all. The audacity of calling them his sons was infuriating. Last thing they'd, so did you, was to call him father or husband and him to call you all sons and wife.
"Steady progression is better than rushing." You responded plainly. "If we rush, the demons may not gain strength and will most likely not hesitate to make the host feel immense pain." It was no lie coming from your mouth. Steady progression was best for taming demons. If the demon is rushed it will not do your bidding. Indeed it'd rather be a menace than other.
A strike at your cheek caused you to stumble as your hand touched the now red side. It burned like hell. Touching it made it worse. You were sure it'd leave a bruise later on.
"I don't care if they feel โ€˜immense painโ€™, they are Agriches." Lant was infuriated. "If you don't make them as good by then, the next day you will receive their heads at your doorstep."
Your lips gave a quiver as you realize the danger your children could be in for. "Very well." A hushed response from you made him satisfied.
Days loomed by and your sons were now perfectly using their demons in fighting. The demons were more than one which was shocking for you, for it took you too long to understand or tame such demons. Perhaps that's where Lant's genes went to. It didn't matter. Now it was the day of the special test.
Your husband's blind arse told you not to worry one bit because they'll be alright. Tell that to the others who died years past! You could almost scoff at his excuses.
When your door swung open, your heart pounded with nervousness. In front of you was a masked man. His eyes gleaming at you, he stepped aside to reveal your children practically unscathed. You rushed to them, tears falling as you hugged them.
"Great work." Your eyes lift to see Lant standing there as well. Your fury was triggered upon just hearing his disgusting voice as your body screamed โ€˜kill himโ€™, you would. If only there was no guard with him much to your annoyance there were loads. "Don't you think they did well, dear?" He brought your children to a situation as the such and expected you to say that they did well? Sure they did do well in finishing the test with flying colors but it was still infuriating when he expected you to enjoy the thought of bringing your children to a dangerous place.
"...yes. i do believe so." You're practically trying your hardest to resist the temptations of releasing a demon to slowly and rather painfully kill the son of a bitch in front of you. But revenge will need to wait. First you must prepare that day and when it happens, you will bathe in the sweet indulgence of vengeance while watching him suffer.
Your children grow amongst the Agriche children to be the greatest. Even surpassing the ugly half-sibling, Fontaine who was undeniably disgusting and troublesome in terms of activities that he keeps up. But that didn't matter since your children advanced him, ranking top in the chain.
Pleased with their wonderful achievements, you made sure to ensure that everyone knew that if they were to lay one single finger on your children with wrong intentions in mind, you'd kill them and enjoy it.
โ€œHow are you faring, sweetling?โ€ Your husband inquires while pouring himself and you some wine to celebrate yet another victory of the children you bore; they had fought against Lant's other children whom you'd just recently met as well as his other supposed wives.
You couldn't help but nearly scoff when you saw the women he had wed, all were pathetic in their own ways. But one of them made you wish to protect her in a way. That one unique wife was none other than Sierra. The woman seemed traumatized, unable to form a complete sentence and always seemed closed off.
You admit that you were curious so the only thing you could have done was spoken to the woman. And speak you did, she ie surprisingly cheerful to be with and she is such a sweetheart. It warmed your heart but you were also reminded that you still had a duty as a wife of Lant, that duty being someone who shows no weakness.
"I've been alright." You respond calmly, sipping your tea. Your eyes do not know where to rest, but you knew it would be better if they don't rest on him.
"Are you truly alright?" Lant seems rather suspicious this evening and it's evident. You nod, remaining calm and unbothered by his suspicion. You will not show him anything that could have him questioning everything.
"Very well." Lant returns to drinking his tea which you knew was mixed with some sort of alcoholic drink. You wanted to pour your own tea at him, but you knew that'd make him fly into a terrifying rage. You excuse yourself and head to your chambers for the night.
That was close, your demons grow restless. All are eager to savour him, but you must wait. You're reminded by your conscience. Patience. But why wait when he's right there? Your demons were countering your own thoughts. You take a deep breath, clenching your hands to regain the power between the battle of your mind and the demons that are becoming insufferable by the second.
You enter your chambers and wave aside the maids, asking them to leave. Alone, you massage your head as you continuously hear from them who live inside you. No. You said firmly to the desires of those who were trying to take the reins.
They are angry, but you did not care. You will wait. Until the time has come, they will remain abstain whether they like it or not.
Slowly, the time came at last. Your husband is before you, you had summoned him here. His suggestive remarks were implying that he thinks you've summoned him for other matters.
He wraps his arms around your waist and pulls you to him, your bodies pressing close. You close your eyes and count to five then everything went dark, at least, for you.
When you regain control of the vessel known as your body, you're greeted with the sight of Lant on the floor bleeding out. A cruel laugh escapes you. "Did you truly think thay they'd accept you as my husband? That I'd accept you as my husband?" Your smirk towards him earns a strangled noise from him.
"Oh how silly of me, I forget you can't speak when you're choked! But of course you knew that right?" She referenced a time in their life when he had choked her to shut her up and she'd passed out.
She snapped her fingers and the strangling is put to a halt. "Please...Name, don't." Your husband's weak and frail voice was music to your ears. Despite it being a plead to let him live, it only fueled your thirst for his death if anything else.
"Let me think, hmm." You pretend to think and then you gave an all-knowing smile and shake your head. "I'm afraid, no." She says softly as you step away from him. The demons around him stare with hunger in their eyes.
You turn swiftly and leave the room, leaving them to enjoy their snack. There are screams, violent but oh so melodious screams. Then there's an eerie silence afterwards, he is dead. The whole house knows so.
There's a summoning, everyone must come. The crowds of the Agriche family enter in silence. The demons loom in the sides of the room, they leave the children and wives glancing with fear-stricken expressions. The wives were especially horrified at the prospect of you sitting on the dead head's supposed throne.
You sit on what was once his seat, your children coming forth. "Is he dead?" Your eldest son Alexander asks with a soft voice.
You nod. "He's gone now. No one will hurt you anymore." You kiss his brow and then turn to the rest of the wives, a smile tugging on your lips. She meets to Sierra's horror for only a moment's time. "The head of the Black Agriche is dead, I am the one you have to deal with now."
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rouecentric ยท 1 year
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Hello! Are requests open? Can you do more lant agriche x reader pls ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ
COLD HANDS AND A HARDENED GLARE.
synopsis ; the cruel head of the black agrece, a menacing man, truly, but he was nothing more than a loving grandfather to his grandchild.
tw/cw ; lant agrece in general, childbirth, death.
letter from the stars ; i made these into a half headcannons- half oneshot and made it platonic since you didn't specify what kind of relationship you wanted lant to have with reader, so i hope you don't mind it!!
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LANT AGRECE, a man who's said to not care about anything but himself, a man who's the head of the black agrece, a monster in many people's eyes, but to you? he was just a peculiar and strange grandfather.
the duke thought he wouldn't care about his family, simply using them to his benefits and wants, until his eldest son, dion, had a child with his now-dead wife, with the child thankfully ending up healthy.
but, just for the sake of it and to keep his son in check, he had come unannounced to his grandchild's nursery to see what all the fuss is about when it came to the newborn, as he heard that the newborn was oddly calm, rarely crying or making noise, instead just either staying quiet or sleeping. once he had arrived at the nursery, he ushered the maids and nanny out, wanting to be alone with the child for until he left.
after his meeting with the newborn, it's been said and known that the head of the black agrece would then on often visit his grandchild, usually having a gift for them.
that revelation somewhat shook the other agrece members, but mostly dion, jeremy, and roxana. what did the newborn do to make the head like them so much? they'll unfortunately never get to find out, though.
once the new addition of the family turned old enough, they'd soon enough constantly find themselves stay beside their grandfather's side during meetings, going as far as to join the banquets he went to with their father, aunt, and uncle.
everywhere the head of the black agrece went you would too, it was almost if he gained a shadow that mimicked everything he did. it was almost terrifying to think that the young child could resemble the head that much, even though only in behavior.
it's not unknown that he favored you more than his children, teaching you everything he knew from a young age, as a way for you to both bond and to raise you as a possibly fitting future head if dion ever dies prematurely.
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rie-092 ยท 2 years
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Hiiiii I saw requests were open and I was wondering if you could do a platonic Yandere on the way to protect the female leads older brother? Like where the reader is the youngest and what would happen if they manage to runaway from their crazy family? Pls?
ANGEL
โฒ platonic yandere! agriche family x youngest agriche! reader โณ
summary : everyone in the agriche family hates the fact that their angel, the weakest person in their household was able to escape from them.
tw : yandere behavior, toxic behavior, unhealthy obsession, mentions of killing, mentions of violence, confinement, (idk what to add anymore, hahaha)
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ah, the youngest, the weakest, and the most naive member of the agriche family. that's how everyone, including your family, sees you as. they all see you as a fragile doll who needs protection because you might break down if they didn't protect you.
you see, everyone in that household was taught that familial love wasn't important. and lant, the current head of your family sees his children as weapons. but you do not belong with that. as much as he hates to admit it, this guy was so obsessed and curious about you. he doesn't know the reason why you, his weakest child were able to catch his attention.
you see, as much as he hates to admit it. you were his favorite child. and he doesn't want his child to get hurt, that's why he didn't hesitate to confine you to the agriche mansion. jeez, you want to explore the world with that weak-ass body of yours? no way!
maria and sierra, this two were the people who act like your bodyguards. if you're not with your siblings, maria and sierra wouldn't hesitate to invite you to have tea with them. as a platonic yandere, sierra could become pretty delusional. your behavior reminds her a lot of her deceased son, ashil. so cheerful and so kind. and at some point, this woman believed that you are ashil's reincarnation. if you're not, then why are you treating her like your own mom? why do you have the same mannerism as ashil? why are you so kind to everyone? and since she believed that you are ashil's reincarnation, sierra wouldn't hesitate to throw her life away if it means that she can protect you. because she doesn't want to lose you. she doesn't want to lose her as his again.
platonic yandere! maria was more twisted than sierra. everyone knows how sadistic maria could be. and if you ever disobeyed her, maria will not hesitate to kill an innocent servant in front of you. she will not care if you got some of the servant's blood on your body. because once she sees that terrified expression on your face, maria will immediately hurry and pull you into a hug and start to threaten to comfort you. ahh, our poor angel is so scared, don't worry! aunt maria will be there to protect you!
let's move on with platonic yandere! fontaine and griselda. you didn't expect that i'll add fontaine here, right? i also didn't expect that! but for the fun, let's add this asshole this guy! platonic yandere! fontaine, wants to be recognized by lant. and seeing how much lant favors you, his youngest half-sister, this guy planned to use you. yes, he planned to use you at first, but his plans changed after seeing how innocent you are. you see, unlike the others, fontaine was the last person in the family who becomes a yandere for you. he keeps convincing himself that he had no use for your weak self. but seeing you trying your best to get along with him only boosts his unhealthy (platonic) obsession. and if you ever disobey this guy, he wouldn't hesitate to โ€˜disciplineโ€™ you. saying that he was only doing that for your sake so you better not tell to lant or your stepmothers that he hurt you, okay?!
but you don't have to worry! because whenever fontaine hurts you, griselda your older sister will be there to patch you up and comfort you. the main reason why griselda became a yandere for you was that you were interesting. and we all know that griselda loves interesting things. and the more she observes you, the more you become interesting. and griselda's amusement later morphed onto an unhealthy obsession. griselda was a calm woman, and she was able to hide her yandere tendencies so well. that's why whenever fontaine hurts you, you immediately go and look for her. and griselda, while patching you up, will manipulate you into thinking that fontaine was the bad guy here. griselda just wanted one simple thing, and it's you to stay away from fontaine. because once you did, then, her, lant, maria, roxana, dion, and jeremy will be able to deal with him quietly.
let's move on with platonic yandere! dion, roxana, and jeremy. dion, this guy was the one who trained you. that's also the main reason why you passed that test easily. and during those times that he trained you, the two of you got close to each other. and your other siblings were jealous of him! but dion doesn't care. just like lant, dion is an overprotective type of yandere. as much as dion likes to see you cry. this guy still prefers to see you smiling at him. and he will do anything (even if it means he had to kill someone) just to keep that bright smile of yours, he'll do it.
jeremy just like others is very obsessed with your presence. this guy was very clingy to you. he just really adores his little sister! he will even compete against dion and the others to show them that he was the one who's closest to you. and do you remember that present that you gave him three years ago? the one that you personally made? he always keeps it with him and once he had a chance, he won't hesitate to brag it to his other siblings. he was like, look at this! (first name) made this for me with those pretty fingers of hers! did she give you this kind of present before? oh, that just means that i and xana are her favorite siblings! and everyone knows how childish jeremy could be when it comes to you. that's why he easily got jealous whenever he sees you having tea with dion. that's why he wouldn't hesitate to drag you with him every time he visits roxana. you don't have to worry, this older brother of yours just wants to spend time with you! that's why, you will go with him, right?
roxana is just like griselda because she was able to hide her yandere tendencies very well. roxana just like jeremy, doesn't like to see you with dion. because she was worried that dion might corrupt your innocence. as a yandere, roxana can be pretty manipulative, and sadistic. if you ever disobey her, just like fontaine, roxana won't hesitate to discipline you. but you don't have to worry, because, unlike fontaine, she and jeremy will be there to comfort you. oh, poor little (first name). if you just listened to roxana then she won't have to punish you! this is also hard for her, so just listen to her, okay?
and you, being tired to deal with your family's bullshits decided to run away from them. how did you manage to get away from them? let's keep it a secret for now.
and you're wondering what happened to your family after you managed to escape from them? simple, your crazy family became crazier because their angel wasn't there with them. you are the only one who keeps them sane, and you disappeared? this will just cause havoc inside the agriche mansion.
lant, was the first person who discovered that you got escaped. and he was so furious, to the point that he killed all the servants and knights that he assigned to you. it was their fault! how dare they help his little angel to help his little angel escape! he knows that you can't escape alone, without anyone's help, that's the reason why he's sure that someone helped you. and once he knows who's the person who helped you, lant will surely torture them!
just like lant, maria was also angry. this woman wants to kill the person who helped you escape. while sierra, sierra was heartbroken and scared. what if something happens to you while you're outside?! what if you got hurt while you were outside?! no, no, no! she doesn't want to lose you! because if she loses you, then she will lose ashil completely!
the usual calm griselda was nowhere to be seen after you managed to escape from them. griselda become colder and many servants were scared because of that. because every time griselda looks at them, griselda looks uninterested and very bored. after all, in griselda's eyes. the servants weren't interesting as you. and she was also furious at those people that her father sent to guard you. how dare they let you escape. haah, it looks like she needs to go out to kill the family of those guards.
everyone knows how much fontaine loathes dion. but if it means that they will be able to bring you back to the mansion, fontaine won't hesitate to partner with dion to find you. even jeremy who hates both of them will help them to find you.
even roxana will surely send many of her poisonous butterflies just to find her little sister. without you around, your crazy family became crazier. so you better make sure that they won't be able to find you. because once they find you, they will not hesitate to break your legs or chain you if it means that you won't leave the mansion again.
โ€œ you should enjoy your temporary freedom as much as you can, little angel. โ€
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that-one-pretty-bitch ยท 2 years
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๐’ฒ๐’ฝ๐‘’๐“‡๐’พ๐“ƒ ๐“‰๐’ฝ๐‘’ ๐“‹๐’พ๐“๐“๐’ถ๐“ƒ ๐‘œ๐’ป ๐“‰๐’ฝ๐‘’ ๐“ƒ๐‘œ๐“‹๐‘’๐“ ๐“‡๐‘’๐’ถ๐“๐’พ๐“๐‘’๐“ˆ ๐’ฝ๐‘’ ๐’พ๐“ˆ ๐’น๐‘’๐‘’๐“…๐“๐“Ž ๐’พ๐“ƒ ๐“๐‘œ๐“‹๐‘’ ๐“Œ๐’พ๐“‰๐’ฝ ๐“‰๐’ฝ๐‘’ ๐“…๐“‡๐‘œ๐“‰๐’ถ๐‘”๐‘œ๐“ƒ๐’พ๐“ˆ๐“‰ ๐’ถ๐“ƒ๐’น ๐“Ž๐‘’๐’ถ๐“‡n๐“ˆ ๐“‰๐‘œ ๐’ฝ๐’ถ๐“‹๐‘’ ๐’ฝ๐‘’๐“‡ ๐’ท๐“Ž ๐’ฝ๐’พ๐“ˆ ๐“ˆ๐’พ๐’น๐‘’~
๐•Œ๐•Ÿ๐•ค๐•ฆ๐•ฃ๐•–, ๐•จ๐• ๐•ฆ๐•๐•• ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•š๐•ค ๐•“๐•– ๐•’ ๐•˜๐• ๐• ๐•• ๐•ž๐•’๐•ฅ๐•”๐•™? ๐•†๐•ฃ ๐•จ๐•š๐•๐• ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•–๐•ช ๐•“๐• ๐•ฅ๐•™ ๐•๐• ๐• ๐•ค๐•– ๐•š๐•Ÿ ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•– ๐•–๐•Ÿ๐••?
( 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 wouldnโ€™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, everyoneโ€™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 didnโ€™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 childrenโ€™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 hurtingโ€ฆ. 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 Charlotteโ€™s face? Who would Grizelda gossip with? Who would be Grizeldaโ€™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/nโ€™s best friend she started to worry when she noticed y/nโ€™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 couldnโ€™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/nโ€™s appetite had increased the past few days and had brought her some chocolates for the both of them.ย 
โ€œDion darling!!โ€ She screamed
This was Grizeldaโ€™s que to leave, she didnโ€™t need the lovey-dovey couple to make her feel single.
โ€œYes?โ€ Dion sighed
For someone unwell, she was definitely very enthusiastic.
โ€œCalm down love, what's the matter?โ€ He asked looking her up and down
โ€œYou're going to be a father!โ€ 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.
โ€œIโ€™m going to take care of our child, I donโ€™t want to be like my father,โ€ He said, staring at y/nโ€™s stomach.
โ€œI hope so too~ But I know you Dion, you will make a wonderful father~~ my loveeee~~โ€ 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 Mariaโ€™s gaze and jumped out of Dions arms and into hers,
โ€œMama~~ you're going to be a grandmother!!โ€
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/nโ€™s ear. She then strengthened the embrace. โ€œI hope the baby looks like you, iโ€™m so glad to hear this news,โ€ Maria had tears near the corner of her eyes. She kissed y/nโ€™s cheek and skipped off happily.
Later that evening
Jeremy came skipping into her room as well,
โ€œY/n!!! Fountain told me that you love HIM more than ME the nerve of that guy!!! Hmphโ€ฆ you love ME more right?โ€ 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.
โ€œY/n! Are you okay?? Why are you laying down?? You donโ€™t look well!โ€ Jeremy was panicking.
โ€œIโ€™m fineโ€ฆit's justโ€ฆHow do you feel about being an uncle?โ€
He had just learned how children were made a few months ago, so he was a little bothered and flustered to hear this newsโ€ฆ
โ€œIโ€™m going to be an uncle??? HOW DARE DION TOUCH YOU!? Iโ€™ll kill him!โ€ Jeremy started telling you multiple torcher methods he was going to try on Dion causing you to sweatdrop.
โ€œThink about it Jeremy, you will be an uncle-โ€ Y/n sighed
โ€œDamn right!! Iโ€™ll be the best uncle in existence,โ€ Jermeyโ€™s mood switched completely.
Thank god he wasnโ€™t going to murder your husband.
Jeremyโ€™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.
โ€œOh 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,โ€ She sighed
โ€œThank you so much for your kind words, Roxana. Just in case anything happens youโ€™ll take care of it for me right?โ€ Y/n asked
โ€œWith my life, I owe everything to you,โ€ Roxana pledged
โ€œYou are just the sweetest,โ€ 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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โ€œPlease, love our daughter as you have loved me,โ€ Y/n rapidly said, ready to lose her life any moment.
โ€œY/nโ€ฆdonโ€™t leave meโ€ฆpleaseโ€ฆI need you,โ€ There was evident hurt in Dionโ€™s voice, it made y/nโ€™s heart shatter
โ€œI-i canโ€™t believe iโ€™m going to lose you,โ€ He said crying into y/nโ€™s shoulder as she slowly lost her life.
โ€œI will love our daughter, I will make sure she knows what a wonderful mother she would have had,โ€ 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.
โ€œC-can I hold her?โ€ Jeremy crockedย 
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 motherโ€™s beautiful golden hair. Bitterly smiling, Jeremy began to stroke the small amount of hair.
โ€œL-look she has y/nโ€™s hair,โ€ 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 couldnโ€™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
ย โ€œY/n.. today our daughter opened her eyes and you wouldnโ€™t believe it but.. She has your eyesโ€ฆyour eyes have always been so beautiful. I'm glad our daughter looks like you. You were the only thing I was living for but nowโ€ฆMy daughterโ€ฆIโ€™m glad I met you y/n. Even if we werenโ€™t able to spend the rest of our lives together, I have no regrets for meeting you.โ€ 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 babyโ€™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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โ€œThat's your mother, isnโ€™t she beautiful?โ€ 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.
โ€œI wish she were here too, she would have loved you dearly,โ€ Dion said, feeling the fabric of the canvas in his hands.
ย ๐ผ ๐‘œ๐“‡๐’พ๐‘”๐’ถ๐“ƒ๐’ถ๐“๐“๐“Ž ๐“…๐“๐’ถ๐“ƒ๐“ƒ๐‘’๐’น ๐’ป๐‘œ๐“‡ ๐’พ๐“‰ ๐“‰๐‘œ ๐’ท๐‘’ ๐“๐‘œ๐“ƒ๐‘”๐‘’๐“‡ ๐’ท๐“Š๐“‰ ๐ผ ๐“๐‘œ๐“ˆ๐“‰ ๐“‚๐‘œ๐“‰๐’พ๐“‹๐’ถ๐“‰๐’พ๐‘œ๐“ƒ ๐’พ'๐“‚ ๐“ˆ๐‘œ๐“‡๐“‡๐“Ž :,(
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LOVE TASTE -
โ€œThey don't love you like I doโ€
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โ€œDion, come drink with me, darling.โ€
โ€œNo than-โ€
โ€œSit.โ€
He sat down on the couch next to you.
โ€œYโ€™know, im very glad that Lant isnโ€™t here.Now, i can do whatever i want with you,love.โ€You said, pouring him a shot of whiskey.He took the glass from your hand and took a sip.
โ€œWhat do you want to do with me?โ€His tired red eyes pierced through you,trying to look through your soul for an answer.
โ€œIt would be very lewd if i said half of what i wanted.But now, youโ€™re all mine.And nobody can take you from me.โ€
โ€œI wouldnโ€™t let anybody take me away from you.โ€
โ€œHaah.I dont think you get it.โ€ You sighed, putting your glass down.
You grabbed the cross that he always wore.It was the symbol that he was yours.That nobody could touch him.
โ€œNo other woman could love you like i do.Nobody would make half of the sacrifices that i do for you.โ€
โ€œNow, i have full authority to kill anybody that gets too friendly with you, my love.Youโ€™re mine.โ€ You pulled him closer to you.
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CREDIBLE | twtptflob
"ARE YOU AWARE THAT I CAN KILL YOU WITHOUT SO MUCH AS MOVING AN INCH?" | "SO COULD A CHICKEN WITH ENOUGH MOTIVATION, YOU'RE NOT SPECIAL"
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TITLE TRACK. psycho - red velvet
FANDOM. the way to protect the female lead's older brother
CHARACTER. oc-insert, visuals of aria valentine
PRONOUNS. she/her
SUMMARY. a gen-z kid gets dropped in the world of twtptflob. . .right infront of lante agriche
FORMAT. headcanons, scenarios
INSPIRATION. this post by @rouecentric
NEXT CHAPTER. [1, you are here] โ€ข [2]
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Nash was an iPad kid in every sense of the word. Her mother could not bother to care beyond sending monthly checks to the manor (more like luxurious jail) where the caretakers pocketed half the sum and the rest went to pamper her.
She could't be mad, there were plenty people out in the real world who'd kill for that kind of money. She spent her days tinkering on school projects, binge-watching historical k-dramas and being a general menace to the working staff.
Now imagine her surprise when she went to bed at three in the morning after haphazardly throwing together an art project featuring 'Kakashi the grey hare' and woke up on cold hard marble, instead of her fluffy mattress.
"What the heck?" She shuffled to a sitting stance, rubbing her sore neck.
The brushing of black skirts and the scruff of boots tethered her attention to the floor.
There were maids, a few dozens of them. Nash had her own nannies, sure, but nobody in the twenty-first century wore these silks unless as costumes, that too the very short version and for funzies on Tiktok or the bedroom.
"Woah-", a grin danced on her face. "Is this some sort of cult? Before the intro, I'll make this clear, I don't wanna be a part of this scooby-doo squad. Now, where am I?"
Silence, silence. Silence everywhere. Then, a fine looking specimen of testosterone-producer stepped up from the crowd, gripping a sword-A SWORD?!-in his hand.
"What business do you have with Agriche? How did you manage to get past the barrier guards? Start talking before I make sure you never will."
Well, zamn, who hurt you?
"Yeah, I was hoping you'd the know the answer to that?" She was thoroughly confused. "And since you don't, we can all just forget this ever happened and go our own seperate ways, okay? Okay, bye!"
A brilliant beyond brilliant idea popped up in her head. Taking out her phone, she tried searching for a signal. Hey, her mother may not pick up but she will dispatch atleast one guard to check on her.
"What is that?" The emo grandpa snapped his fingers. The phone was snatched away in an instant.
Nash reached for the object, only to be shoved away. "Hey, that's mine! Give it back!"
"Master, it seems to be some unknown technology, far beyond research-work mentioned in the archives", the woman replied and handed it over to the man in the lavish tux with a. . .bow?
What the frick is happening?!
The man chuckled and Nash felt a chill go down her spine. "A spy? Tell me, which lowlife has started copying my tactics, hm? Though, it is for the greater good, I suppose. The kids outside of this territory are pathetic, they pose no worthy challenge for my soldiers."
Which grown ass man sends people to fight kids?!
With furrowed brows, legs and arms crisscrossed, Nash drew a long breath. "Look dude, I don't know who you are or where I am but I don't mean to cause any trouble. . .yet. But if you don't return my phone, we're gonna have a problem here."
He quirked a brow and a tide of murmurs erupted from the audience. With a subtle clang his weapon was unseathed, the sharp blade pointed straight towards her neck.
Holy mother the of sweet Je-
"Are you aware that I can kill you without so much as moving an inch?"
Her breath hitched and she felt the hiccups coming. "So could a - hic - a chicken with enough motivation. You're not special-"
"Father, you called?"
A whispery voice carried by the wind stopped the man dead in his tracks from possibly ripping Nash a new one.
"Roxana", he rasped, clicking his tongue. "I don't appreciate tardiness. In any case, I'd like you to familiarize yourself with the latest brand of spies that are sent after us. Do they think of us as idiots!โ€
With that attitude, youโ€™d make a fine Karen, sir. Wait. . .did he just say โ€™Roxanaโ€™?
Nash swiveled on her heel faster than light, coming face to face with said exotic beauty, shimmering rubies for eyes, adorned in a fashionable gown that almost made up for itโ€™s weight.
"Y-You're Roxana Agriche?!"
At her starstruck exclaimation, the lady pursed her lips and only nodded curtly in acknowledgement.
Suddenly, Nash was clutching her head. She felt dizzy, she was definitely going to hurl.
Bye-bye fancy carpet, so long. . .
"Forking fudgecake!" The first row of maids probably jumped at the sheer decibel of her shout. "Did I get hit by truck-kun? No, that's not possible. How will a truck get in my house?! Murder, then? Not unlikely. . .although who would assassinate sweet olโ€™ me? Letโ€™s see. . .โ€
"As you witnessโ€, the newly recognized Lante Agriche waved the sword dangerously close to her face. Nash skiddadled to Roxanaโ€™s side. "This one doesn't know how to behave.โ€
Nash tilted her head to gander at the second heirโ€™s face. She was lost in thought, her face overcome with a forlorn expression.
Roxana stroked her chin and then nodded. "You wish for me to oversee the interrogation?โ€
Lante grinned like a madman, thankfully storing away the blade. "As expected, you are a natural.โ€ Nash had to do a double take to make sure his face fell in the matter of milliseconds. "Do not disappoint me.โ€
A sharp pain appeared in her scalp when her obnoxiously long pink hair was grasped and she was pushed back against the wall.
Yup, no wonder all the female leads hate this.
Lante did his best impression of a ravenous beast from the Black Forest, snarling and sneering. โ€I will figure out where your loyalties lie and set an example through you. Am I understood?"
As astonishing as it is to be held like this by a 2D character, it ducking hurts, biAtch!
"Y-yes, sir!" As if-
He released her but it felt the same, as if her head was on fire. "Take her away.โ€
Roxana did not spare a moment to escort Nash to her room. They arrived in two minutes max and the blonde dismissed her tendants for the evening.
With a cotton swab and a bottle of suspiciously glowy liquid, she started dabbling the scratch that had formed on Nash's face, right under her eye from being thrown against the stone column.
She was quiet for most of the time while Nash observed Roxana's face. The teen truly was a looker, one worthy of people stopping in their tracks to stare at.
Light hair framed her face like a halo while piercing red eyes that tore through one's soul akin to the devil himself.
"Earlier, you mentioned a truck, yes?"
Nash blinked dumbly. "Uh-huh."
Roxana looked her directly in the eye. "Are your perhaps from. . .This is going to sound ridiculous but are you from Earth? Like, the actual modern world?"
The pinkette chewed on her botton lip. "Er. . .maybe?"
Roxana dropped her head and if Nash wasn't mistaken, she sighed out of relief. "How did you end up here?"
The younger girl threw her hands up. It felt weird talking to a fictional character who went into a fictional-fictional world.
Wait, that makes no sense.
"I don't know, lady! One minute I'm falling asleep reading manhwa on my computer and the next thing I know kaboom Lante-the-asshole Agriche is in front of me!"
"What's a manwha? Did you not read the novel-", Roxana paused mid-way, narrowing her gaze. "You are much too young to read those kinds of books."
Nash coughed awkwardly. "Well, I didn't exactly read it. It doesn't even exist in my world."
"Meaning? And you say your world as if we're from seperate ones."
Nash clapped her hands, slouching against the cushions on Roxana's bed. "Bingo." The girl stared at her, perplexed. "You know about the miltiverse theory, right? Y'know, spider-man and stuff like that?"
The blonde nodded.
"If I were to guess, we are both from two different realities. It's like a layer formation. The 'Flower of Hell' takes place in one, then you enter from another and change the course of the world and then I enter from a different reality like a cherry on top."
Roxana remained still, the subtle widening of her eyes being evidence of understanding. "I see. In any case, we need a place to fit you in. As far as I've looked, there is no escape. Other than death, but that is uncharted territory."
Nash made a face. You speak of death like it's the next door neighbor. Then she remembered. But for her, it probably isn't the worst thing to happen.
She cleared her throat, shrugging as nonchalantly as possible. "Any chance I can take a shower? I kinda sorta really stink."
The ghost of a smile passed over Roxana's face. "I will ask for a bath to be prepared." Her gaze traveled down, "And a tailor to take your measurements. Can't have my charge looking so haggard."
Nash looked down, her face burning red. She was still in her Hello Kitty jammies. "Hey!"
Roxana stood up, packing away the medical kit. "I will be back later. Your dinner will be sent here; eat after freshening up. And try to keep a low profile. The less people are aware of your existence, the better. Fa - Lante will likely dish out my orders for you at dinner."
She made to leave but turned around again.
"What?"
"I did not catch your name."
"Nash", the pinkette replied with a too-shrill voice, trying to rub the exhaustion out of her eyes.
Roxana was amused. "Full name?"
"Ugh. . .Nashira Parker, at your service, m'Lady."
As soon as the door clicked shut, Nash threw herself on the heavenly bed, feeling her body sink into the spread of softness.
'What a day. Welp- this is my life now, I guess.'
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jeweledflowers ยท 2 years
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I feel really bad for Dion
See, I was scrolling through novel spoilers the other day, and,,
Maria, in Dion's childhood, used to dress him up as a doll, or in feminine clothes, and have the sick twisted 'playtime', because Roxana never agreed to 'play' with Maria. Lant...you know how he is, he sees everyone as tools. And,, in a side story of their childhoods, Ashil and Dion used to sneak each other candy, and Dion was fascinated by Ashil's emotional capacity. Dion as a child was so curious and mischievous,,
Dion killed Ashil because Lant told him to. Dion's emotions are almost gone because Lant 'raised' him that way. Dion doesn't love Roxana, he finds her emotions just as fascinating as he found Ashil's more than 8 years ago.
So I don't think Dion Agriche is evil--he's just very, very mentally ill and numb. Because remember,,,
Evil is a strong word.
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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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leekingsman ยท 1 year
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The predecessor and his successor
ยซnot the "father and daughter"ยป
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So,can I say my own ship with sovieshu? Because I shipped sovieshu with Dion from how to protect the heroines older brother? I you are curious who Dion's personality is like and how he looks,here he is(fun fact,Dion is totally dangerous and a red flag): https://how-to-protect-the-heroines-older-brother.fandom.com/wiki/Deon_Agrece
I know Roxana's older Bro. ๐Ÿ˜Œ
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Well, Dion really not my type but fan of him despite his every crimes. He really younger version of Lant Agriche (MY FAV ZADDY). ๐Ÿ˜
I don't have any problem about shipping character x character, even crossovers. It's your free-will to do.
For example, if I want to have intense and great dynamic Ship. Then this ship I imagine:
Sovieshu x Ruvellis Kamaludin Shana Castina (Abandoned Empress)
Sovieshu x Mag (that ML from Villainess Tames the Beast)
Sovieshu x Dylan Blade ( The Taming of the Tyrant.)
Sovieshu x Claude de Alger Obelia (Who made me a princess)
Sovieshu x Abel (that Zaddy Step-father from Author of my own Destiny)
Sovieshu x Lant Agriche (AAARGGUH YES THAT I LOVE IT )
Etc. (I can't think cuz there are too many ๐Ÿ˜”)
But my main fav is still Cold Like Tyrant Sovieshu who has no feelings for every character in whole mutiverse and like idgaf. He doesn't like people who has no common senses like navier and Heinrey and other characters. (Yes I made up.)
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dailywebtoon ยท 2 years
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dxmoness ยท 1 year
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"I don't love you."
fourth or fifth of the Dion series!! Yes, I'm finally doing this TT
warning: mentions of murder
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This statement stunned all the people in the room.
Dion proposing the idea of marriage between him and a mere pet towards the family! This made Roxana laugh. "Why should we trust you, Dion? You've always loathed the idea of marriage and yet here you are." Hiding a smile behind her hand, she looked towards the other two for their opinions on this.
Their father seemed to be lost in his thoughts on the matter whilst Fontaine just stared unamused. "You marry her? I don't find comfort in such an idea, brother." The word brother seemed to irritate the already annoyed male as his optics stared daggers at his older sibling.
"I see no problem with what I have asked." The second oldest said calmly, unbothered by his siblings' clear disagreement towards the matter. "It will benefit the family's growth. Not only that, but being married to her will spark up my chances as head which is why you all do not find that amusing." That seemed like a direct hit to his siblings who seemed startled by such a statement.
"You're presuming..!" "Shush." Lant interfered with much annoyance. "As Dion said, there is no problem with such a request. This will bring more most likely successful roles into the family." Tapping his chin, he went on. "I will have to think about it. For now this matter will be adjourned. See to it that the pet gets back to her cage." That was voluntary, and all of them seemed to want a word the girl.
Although Fontaine and Roxana seemed determined to get the girl, Dion got to her first. "As you wish." He said, taking the hand of the girl who had barely made a sound during the whole ordeal.
Walking out the corridor, he pushed her against the wall hard. Her back ached painfully as a hand forcefully lifted her chin to face him. "If you get the faintest idea that I care for you, you are gravely mistaken. I saved you only to my own benefit. If we get married you will not find a happy ending for I do not love you. In fact, one could say I loathe you to a point." The harsh tone in his voice mixed with the tight painful grip he had on her made tears swell, nodding meekly at the statement she tried pulling her wrist away from him only to be tugged tighter. "One more thing, once we're married and we need to have children if that ever happens. If the first child is a failure, you'll watch them die by my hand."
Without so much as a warning he dragged her to her so-called 'cage', tossing her in. "I will see you soon, dear wife." The door slammed as she sat up to see only darkness in the room. The swelled up tears streamed down her face as sobs ringed in the air. Clutching her chest, she wished that she was never born to parents that barely cared for her well-being, maybe if she hadn't she would've had a better life than this. Damned to marry and produce offspring for a male who did not care or love her in any way.
Her head was spinning as her vision slowly became unfocused. The last thing she heard was the door opening slowly as she fell into the dark oblivion of unconsciousness.
A soothing sound of laughter made her focus once more. This place.. Hadn't she seen it before? She eased herself upward as she padded her way to a giant structure. Home... Running through the deserted halls she screamed for her parents... brother... anyone at all. She found nothing. Only an empty home that once belonged to her treasured ones. Was this what happened now?
Suddenly footsteps were heard. Marching.. A scream of a woman was in earshot, begging to be heard. Mother..? Rushing once more she found a traumatizing sight. A male laughing at the sight of her mother's dead corpse on the ground. That male then turned towards her. Looking directly at her, he laughed maniacally. "See what your mother has become? If it wasn't for me you'd be like this, so you could at least be grateful." The male drew off his hood. Dion. Those taunting crimson eyes blazed with much satisfaction towards her crying.
A scream escaped her lips as she shot up from the cold hard floor she had been sleeping on. There stood Roxana Agriche watching her. Had she been watching her sleep? Locking eyes with one another, Roxana crouched down. "Are you alright?" Her eyes were glowing with what Name took for worry.
"I'm fine." She was surprised at the sound of her own voice, perhaps because she couldn't speak a word during the dream she had just had. "What are you..?" "Doesn't matter. Come along." Roxana said, gesturing her to follow.
Moving through the hallways with the lady, they made it to a room where Roxana asked her to make herself comfortable. Clearly confused on what was going on, Roxana spoke up. "I've asked father to make you my lady in waiting. I thought that would be better than becoming a wife to my irritating brother." Name clearly wasn't listening properly. At least she hoped. Roxana Agriche made her a lady in waiting and Lant Agriche had agreed without a problem?
"How-" "Let's just say I've earned a lot of father's favour." Roxana gave a small smile. "Please try to impress me as much." There was a reason she found interest in this girl.
Name was no ordinary being, it seemed there was more to her than anyone had thought. A power stirred inside of her. If Dion got his hands on the girl it would mean their offspring would be quite strong and a perfect weapon to be used on the Pedalians, which was not good for her plan.
Her lips quivered with nervousness as she answered, bowing respectfully. "I will try my best to ensure that you don't regret it, my lady."
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Are requests open? Can u do a yandre headcanons of lant agriche being his fav wife
ZOOWEE THAT'S A GREAT IDEA! :D
decided to make reader more willing, but manipulative bc i love the manipulative wife+lovesick fool husband dynamic
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the others in the agriche duchy were no fools to see how much lant cared for you and your child(ren)
you were definitely his first wife, his first and true love, his first everything
although you were definitely more caring and nicer than your husband, you weren't completely harmless, you had a lovesick fool of a duke and trained staff for you to use whenever you see fit
you were a role model for lant's daughters and other noblewomen, defeating other people with your silver tongue and immense influence over others
lant only wants the best when it comes to giving you things, flowers? skillfuly taken care of by one of the best gardeners there is, dresses/suits? you have your own personally hired seamstress/tailor for your and your child(ren)s clothing
lant, in my opinion, is a mixture of both sadism and masochism, although he likes seeing others(including you) in pain, he also likes being hurt by you, the feeling is like a drug he can't get over
he's more lenient towards your child(ren), although he doesn't like weak people, your child(ren) wouldn't meet the same fate as ashil, instead, giving them other roles he thinks that they would be better fit in
as the duchess of black agriche, you're the second most influential and powerful person in the duchy, with lant's other wives being respectful and caring towards you
the same goes towards your step children, although some try to get closer to you out of genuine love and interest, they all were taught to be respectful towards the duchess of the duchy
lant doesn't like it when you interact with other noblemen, it doesn't matter if it's for business, you're his favorite wife and duchess of the black agriche, those pests shouldn't be even looking at your direction!
he definitely has thought of breaking your legs so you wouldn't leave the agriche duchy more than once
you're not allowed to leave the duchy without a few knights, and by a few i mean an army of them
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https://youtu.be/cqS4uGOAusw?si=G1sgv73uDKse06Vh
This is a WIP and it's not my video okay. But you may enjoy alright.
I thought that it was gonna be another Dion x Navier but i saw Sovieshu's name i had to make sure my sleep deprive a$s isn't making things up๐Ÿ’€
So far its kinda good if they just lower the volume of the backround noise so that the music can still be heard
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that-one-pretty-bitch ยท 2 years
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Hi! Can you please do sierra agriche x fem shy child reader. Of course platonic. The reader was adopted by the agriche because she's an orphan and wants to be with sierra agriche because she sees her as her late mother. Also on side note, even though Roxana didn't not spend much time with sierra, let Roxana have a sister bond together along with sierra since I love sierra more than other characters pls.
Yessss babe, this is such a cute request, I was screaming while making this.
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โ„๐•–๐•’๐••๐•”๐•’๐•Ÿ๐•Ÿ๐• ๐•Ÿ๐•ค:
Okay, so your father was a business partner of Lantโ€™s and Lant had been close with your father.
Your mansion broke into a fire. You were not home at the time and realized that you had lost your parents through servants that made it out alive.
You had to have been from a powerful family and there was lots of potential in you.
Lant knew that your family was very powerful and you would grow up to be powerful too. So you were a perfect addition to the family.
However everyone in this mansion was out of their mind and he did not know who he should ask to take care of you.
Sierra was walking by when you tiny self just flung onto her, you most likely screamed โ€œMommy!!โ€, taking Sierra by surprise.
She just thought you were so cute and missed her own babies so she picked you up and hugged you. There were definitely tears in her eyes as she hugged you tightly.
Well, Lantโ€™s problem was solved. From now on Sierra would raise you.
He spoke to Sierra about raising you to be a true Agriche and she agreed.
Sierra was really loving and constantly dotted on you
Probably a few days in you met Maria, Sierraโ€™s wife and Maria ADORED you.
It's canon that Maria likes pretty things and you were a very pretty kid so Maria also doted on you.
Now you have two loving moms.
Soooo Sierra would be the kind of mom that would force you to eat vegetables and less junk food. Whereas Maria would be that dad mom that would secretly give you a candy bar or chocolate cake and say stuff like, โ€œShhh~ donโ€™t tell Sierra okay?โ€
It was about time the others noticed you.
Charlotte secretly liked being an older sister even though she would never admit it. She would always bring you candies and toys but never admitted that she brought them for you like, โ€œRoxana told me to give these to you,โ€
You knew Charlotte was the one who got it though.
Grizelda was the cool older sister that you looked up to. She would read with you and teach you how to draw and write.
Grizelda was literally so patient with you omg. She would reward you with dark chocolate mints they tasted like shit, because she cared about your health.
Grizelda was that strict mom kind that would take away any candy from you that looked too sugary. Because sugar was bad for you.
You once gave Grizelda an awfully made drawing of the two of you and her heart melted.
"Lwok swistaw its uwssss"
ISTG reader you are too precioussssss
Roxana would act like she wanted nothing to do with you at first but eventually she would give in. ( In like a day )
Roxana would be the sister that would bring you nice dresses and jewelry. She would always give you fashion inspiration even though you were like 6.
Roxana would also secretly poison your food to build your tolerance and you would find out YEARS later and be likeโ€ฆ. ????? You poisoned my food????
As you grow older Roxana would also teach you the arts of seduction, because you were pretty and pretty people are weapons.
She would keep you away from her poisonous butterflies and protect you from some of the gruesome scenes that happened when Sierra was busy having a panic attack.
Dion was like that mysterious older brother.
He would randomly pop into your room in the middle of the night, covered in blood with the toy you wanted in his hands.
He would buy the things you wanted whenever he was out on his mission
Okay hear me out : Sugar daddy material-
Also one who would sneak you yummy snack and then be scolded by Sierra, Roxana and Grizelda. ( The moms squad )
He would show you different kinds of weapons and think you were taking an interest in them
While you were sitting on his lap and reading he would randomly hand you a dagger and tell you to go stab a maid that wasnโ€™t doing her job properly. He would even demonstrate for you.
Jeremy was the older brother that was more immature than you-
Hear me out, whenever you cried and threw a tantrum he would join in.
So basically, Roxana had to take care of two annoying children.
You and Jeremy are part of the Roxana fan club that Fountain tried to join but you both kicked him out.
Y/n ๐ŸคJeremy โ€”> Adoring Roxana
If anything happened to you Jeremy would be the first one to commit arson.
Cassis had once called you adorable and the next day the Pedelian mansion was up in flames.
This was the work of your ~~Very~~overprotective brother Jeremy
So overall your life was good, you had it easy. Everyone loved you, cute baby.
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"My dear husband."
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You brushed your gloved finger against dions lips. Even through the glove, you felt the soft skin of your husbands lips.He was everything to you. Dion; your beloved, insane, rude, obsessive husband.You were sitting in his lap, legs around his waist facing him. Even though how he made sure you didnt get exposed to anything he deemed 'unruly' for you, as his sweet wife to see, or how he constantly killed any male who might have had the chance to become an intrest to you, your mind only went with the one thought:
"it's to protect me."
And every night, where he fucked you,bit you and cut you, your heart fluttered when he brought you closer to him. Just like tonight, actually.
"fuck." that was the only word your husband had said all night. He had ripped your dress, broken your corset, and smudged your lipstick. Your once pretty hair was now tangled and swayed with your movements on Dions lap. He had only been looking down at the way his cock slowly entered your slick-ridden cunt, and how you touched his face with the softest hands, as if you might break him.(who could break you with zero effort) He adored you.Wanted more of you.Without even realizing(realising) it himself, he pulled you closer, grabbed your hips making you go faster. You moaned at the change of position;his dick hitting your g-spot with rough thrusts.
.
Even after cleaning up, Dion still stuck by you.
If anything was to ever hurt you when he wasnt around, what would your dear husband do?
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