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inzsanewrites · 1 year
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Cassis Pedelian x fem!Reader
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You felt a migraine coming on as you looked at the blushing faces around the room fixated on you.
You could only let out a frustrated sigh as you recalled your circumstances. You weren’t even suppose to be here but Lant’s favoritism and who ever the hell was hosting this party decided to break tradition to make an exception for you.
“Lady Y/N! If I could-“
“No.”
“Fairest Maiden, I shall sing p-“
“No.”
“My, have I been poisoned and sent to a beautiful angel of death? For my eye-“
“Yes, you have. Now please die.”
Why did they just keep coming?!
Usually the Agriches were avoided as if even a mere whiff of them would bring one the most atrocious nightmares, but it seemed in your case it was a worthy price for even one look at you. Not even the thought of Dion, Maria, and Lant being their in-laws deterred them.
Waving away yet another person, you couldn’t help but glare at Roxana and Jeremey in envy. They at least had to luxury to enjoy the parties banquet without disruption. You couldn’t take a sip of your champagne without someone coming to profess their undying love to you.
When the time came to interact, you couldn’t have been any more grateful to take your place by your father’s side as to avoid a some weird nosebleeding attendant who had took one look at you.
As you approached Lant, you were stopped by Roxana.
“What is it, Roxie?”
There was an unfamiliar gleam in her eye as she spoke to you.
“Soon Sister Y/n will be pleased.”
“What are you talking about?”
She signed, exasperated.
“You shall see, Sister.”
Nevertheless you brushed her off and took you place beside Lant, backing up a bit at the sadistic and eager look in eyes.
It looked like he was desperate to see the mourning look in Rischel Pedelian’s eyes if anything.
And as expected Rischel Pedelian and his daughter walked through the doors, noble as ever but it was the third Pedelian that captured your attention.
Cassis Pedelian.
And from the way he held your awestruck gaze it seem you had caught this as well.
You could’ve easily dismissed it as a passing thing but from the way he’s lips turned up into a fleeting smile, you knew this would be far from the last time you would see him.
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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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vaizerka · 3 months
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roseadleyn · 1 year
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CAN YOU PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE DO MORE YANDERE CASSIS FICS
i would never abandon you guys after you sent asks like these
i'm sorry if this took too long. i'm still busy and this took me time, i do hope it was worth the wait though!! enjoy <33
WHY DO I STILL FUCKING MISS YOU? || Cassis Pedelian.
tw: hints of abuse, sexual implications, said sexual implictions are dubcon, obsession, reader is on the breaking point and falls off of said breaking point
this is cassis after the timeskip
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'Sweetheart.' His voice is like honey, sweet and rich and deep, but in your dazed and hazy state, all it does is pull at your sanity even more. 'I need to go.'
You hadn't slept.
How could you? How could you do anything except stare, and stare, and stare into blind nothingness, with hot, stinging eyes, because you were in the embrace of a man who claimed to love you, yet he isolated you from your life and the world and everyone you ever knew, and locked you up in dark, dark rooms where you were all alone, and did such unforgivable, terrible things to you? How could you sleep?
Your captor's hands ruffled your hair. You knew he had seen your state of unhappy consciousness, and you knew he was waiting for a reply.
The thing was... as messed up as it was... you didn't want him to leave. If Cassis left for the day like he usually did, it meant you would be doing nothing the entire day, just lying there in silk and lace, waiting for him like some kind of toy. When he was here — and when you actually behaved — it was at least a relief to have another human being in the same room, someone who ran their hands through your hair and rubbed your tired, weary shoulders, someone who talked and even told you stories about his day. You had read almost every book in the household, and there was only so much painting you could do, and because he had taken you to his own palace, you couldn't even see his family —
'Angel?' You could practically hear the smile in his tone, prompting you, warning you, to say something. To say what he wanted to hear.
You made your decision. Letting out a shuddering breath, you inched closer into his embrace. 'Stay.'
Cassis moved the hair away from your eyes. 'Yeah? You want me to stay?'
You nodded, tears forming at the thought of another day of just roaming your way too big home, doing absolutely nothing with your time and — no, wait — it was not your home. It was his home. This was just your house. Yes. That was it. 'Please.'
Cassis kissed your forehead. 'Are you sure?'
You reach pale, trembling hands around his shoulders and look up at him with wide, sleepless eyes. 'If you go… no… please…'
You didn't like this, but he really was all you had now. It was him, and it had been him for so long, and it was still going to be him, in the future, as far as you could see. Was it really wrong? Was it wrong to miss him when he left? Was it wrong to feel joy when he returned? Was it wrong to let him pull you close and wrap you in his cashmere sweaters that were way too big on you? Was it wrong to love him when he kissed you breathless?
No. It couldn't be. Cassis was good to you; you could talk to him. You could make it okay. He had never… never hurt you… even those long, long hours spent in the darkness of the room… he hadn't hurt you, he'd done it because — because you broke his heart first. How could you reject him so, when he loved you so much that it destroys him?
'So… you'll stay?' You ask, and your voice is both hopeful and heartbroken.
Well, if he heard the break in your voice, he chose to ignore it. He smiled, and that damned smile of his was pretty enough to make you tear up all over again. 'Of course. I would never leave you.'
That was all you needed, and you let Cassis hold you, kiss you, murmur praise in his low, calming voice into your ears, run his hands over your body and underneath your nightgown, to the place that still made you tremble — except this time, you did little to stop him.
You thought about how, a few months ago, you would've fought back against him — fought back against him fiercely and passionately, fought back like your very survival was on the line, only for Cassis to bring you down, calm you down, drag you back to the bed and remind you of who amongst you two was stronger, smarter, infinitely more capable, of to whom your pretty body and mind forever belonged to.
And as Cassis withdraws his hands — though still keeping them wrapped tightly around you — you thought about how you used to take every possible chance to escape. Windows, doors, basement trapdoors, even butter knives that you'd desperately try to fend Cassis off with. Nothing had ever worked. It only made things worse for you.
And as the pale, silken white curtains turn blue and pink and rose gold with the sunrise, and the entire room seems to glow in the silence, you thought about how beautiful Cassis is. He's divine, with pretty eyes of molten gold, and pale, pearly hair, and a smile so heavenly that it almost — almost — doesn't even suit him with what he did to you.
And as Cassis's sleeping form entangled itself with your much smaller, much softer one, you thought about was how much you used to fear Cassis, and yet — if Cassis were to leave you, then…
Well, you're not very sure about what you'd do, but… it might just break you.
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Me:i read manhwa for the plot
The plot:
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roseapov · 5 months
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Cassis x GN!Reader
Tw: obsession, killing, power imbalance, possessiveness, manipulation, slavery, Stockholm syndrome?
Povtober 2023, Day 25 [Masterlist]
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Right now you're totally not standing before kneeling Cassis, totally not. Completely not.
...
So now you're standing before kneeling Cassis and you have no idea what to do with it.
You still could feel the burning stare of Roxana as your father gave Cassis to you, instead of her.
Shivers went down your spine at the thought of the wrath of your older sister, that was placed upon you.
How badly you wanted to end it before she did it before you. But she had different plans.
She wouldn't hurt you, don't worry, you were her favorite character.
Her first plan of freeing Cassis failed, but she still could use you and the fact that in the novel Cassis fell in love with you, to her advantage.
But what she hadn't foresaw was the fact that, Cassis fell madly in love with you. Madly, as in I will kill for you way.
So now, she had a hard time approaching you ever since, with Pedelian acting as your guard dog, who you took everywhere with you. You surely did get attached.
But even then you still remain completely oblivious, how are you not dead yet, to your slave growing possessiveness.
With time even Roxana started to doubt if he ever wanted to go back. No matter how she tried, she could never get him to leave you. Not even for a moment.
And that's when everything started to go downhill for you. Even when Cassis never showed it, he had every intention of running away from your family manor.
Who do you take him for? Of course he will take you with him!
And so, he started scheming with Roxana, giving her the feeling of the upper hand, while under her nose planned to take you with him.
When he succeeded you got degraded from the beloved lady of the Agriche, cause how are you not dead yet? They surely must love you a lot, to a doll.
A doll for him to dress up and admire, it unnecessarily reminded you of your aunt, Maria.
You want to go back? Haha, yeah, no.
You can do anything but that. You can want anything and he shall happily provide, just not it.
Oh poor you, completely spoiled and taken care of you. It must be hard being away from your family full of psychopaths, right?
Are you sure you still don't want to stay here?
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lxdymoon0357 · 1 year
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WHEN I SAW THE MSSG I THOUGHT I SENT ONE
ok so like, what if after agriche was burned down, you and dion fled somewhere and he started to show emotion?Like u both have a stable life & r set for the rest of your days but what would that be like seeing him being 'normal'
(bby, caring dion> daddy, sadistic dion || also kinda OOC|| Personal headcanons)
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Dion X Reader:
But I don't need the comfort of any lies
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✟ You were Dion's friend and you were known well in the family for being cruel, ruthless and being the favourite of Lant even though you weren't his, when they found out you both were dating, Lant wanted to have Dion be the next head because he will have you as his wife.
✟ Except, this didn't happen, as you both began dating, Dion began to grow restless and started to be more emotional and merciful, and later on Roxanne fell in love and ran away with her pet, who happened to be Cassiss Pedelian, from the Blue Pedelian family.
✟ As this happened the family fell, when you and Dion also ran away with some of the largest riches in the family, you both were living out on the outskirts of the empire ion a cottage you owned as a result of making your own money in secret.
✟ Sooner or later, you both also fled the cottage upon hearing of the fall of the Black Agriches, you both worried sick of the only people you both cared about; a few certain servants, who became close to you and Dion.
✟ As you both now near a forest, and a bay, living in a minimalist life, though it had been hard you both were doing pretty well, doing work as bookshop owners and bakers and on occasions as assassins for both of your exceptional skills in killing and hiding.
✟ You both ended up three cats and a weird tiny glass frog Dion became emotionally attached to, whom the cats also got emotionally attached. You often have to look after your four kids now, including Dion, as the glass frog named "Blom" by your beloved husband just calmly sits in his glass container watching you scold your husband and three cats.
✟ Oh Yeah! You both got married, by a few families and couples who lived near you both, whom you both made a companionship with. It was a small wedding with you wearing the prettiest dress you had brought with you and amazing desserts and food made by you, Dion and your neighbours.
✟ I personally headcanon that you both live at a place where it would rain often, and so you and your lovely neighbourly ladies would dance with your husbands/ wives in the rain and often sing songs with them too, while making someone will make food and treats for everyone.
✟ You also near a lake btw! You and Dion often play fight and constantly end up swimming away from each-other in the lake, while your cats look at you both with slight concern, until they see you laughing then they join you!
✟ Moving to your cats, you have a grey cat with green eyes, one white with grey eyes and one black with maroonish almost red eyes, whom you think looks a lot like Dion. The grey cat is named moon, the white one Vanilla and the black one is named bamboo, curtsy of your darling husband....
✟ He surprisingly makes good food and his drinks, shakes or anything like that are god-tier, they're absolutely amazing. You'd often find him in the kitchen super early in the morning making you both breakfast, while your three cats are sitting lapping at the pieces of meat he put for them in tiny ceramic dishes he made himself with the help of one of your old neighbours. He's very proud of them.
✟ But you also find him crying his eyes out as well, every since he left the manor, he's been showing more of his emotions than he ever has, and now you actually know what he feels, he is absolutely crushed at the thought of his mother dead, but he always uses one of the cats as his napkin wiping his nose and eyes on their fur while they squeal out for you, their darling mother.
✟ He also smiles a lot, and it's not his blood-thirsty smile he sued to have in front of his toys, but a heart-warming smile and a genuine smile, you wouldn't be able to see if you both were still at the manor. He misses his mother as she would though be kinda mean, Maria loved him in private, when she would often whisper that she finds him the prettiest.
✟ Oh, yeah! You ended up finding Sierra, Maria, Jeremy, Roxanne and her husband, Cassiss. You both were dancing one morning, when you got a knock on your door, thinking it was one of your neighbours asking for something they ran out of, you opened the door just to find everyone smiling with tears in their eyes, as they ran to hug you while Maria immediately ran to Dion to grab him down in a hug while she kissed his forehead, where once Dion realised what happened started crying and sniffling while hiding in his mother's jacket.
✟ As you had a reunion, Sierra explained how she tracked you down and how she helped Jeremy and Maria escape with her to your cabin you showed to her in case she ever got too overwhelmed and wants to escape everything. They explained who everyone was dead, including Lant, Charlotte, Grizelda and Fonataine and many other family members and servants.
✟ Cassiss's family had taken Roxanne as their daughter\sister-in-law and they both were to get married soon and wanted to invite you and Dion to their wedding. As you Maria, Sierra and Cassis were having a conversation while petting your cats, Dion, Roxanne and Jeremy were bickering about somethings and how Jeremy was dating one of your and Dion's trusted friends who used to be both of your servant.
✟ In the end it turned a bit better than you both expected, especially when he Roxanne and Jeremy formed a connection of siblings and Sierra and Maria moved along with Jeremy and his fiancee moved next door to you and Roxanne moved though a bit far from your house, still closer to you both.
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leekingsman · 1 year
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Siblings , enemies, and also some are not so siblings
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melonminnie · 1 year
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first request on your blog! quite excited :)
I would like to request cassis (from the way to protect female lead older brother with a f! reader) who is trying to a find a way to confess to his crush? it’s okay if can’t do it though.
- @lyomeii
Everywhere at the end of Time ( Cassis x fem reader!)
- ahhhh! TYSM for requesting I rlly like your works so I was happy!!! I tried my hardest to make at accurate to the request so I’m sorry if this is disappointing
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Cassis stared at the otter on his desk for what seemed like forever, he earlier that day decided to confess his feelings to someone whom he had liked for a very long time.
At first he decided to keep it simple, he was simply too nervous to tell the girl his feelings, so he opted to writing it on paper.
Everything was going perfect for the boy, he had the letter ready and just needed to hand it to you, it was until his younger sister Sylvia came in a berated him for his letter, yes it was heart felt, but it was lacking.
“It’s definitely missing something” she argued holding the love letter in between her hands, She’d read it before, and now she’s been going back and forth with her brother. “Don’t you think she deserves something a little bit nicer if she’s going to have be stuck with you for the rest of her life!” She added.
Cassis stared at his younger sister, he couldn’t be bothered to argue with her right now, but she had a point.
You deserved something more than decent, he knew that better than anyone. He was going simple with the confession so that he can outdo himself later in the future.
Cassis glanced around the room for an idea on what to do to Impress His crush, he put his chin on one hand still in thought of what to do.
On one hand he could easily opt for something simple as flowers, but he wanted it to be grand, special, a moment that you wouldn’t even reject without a second thought you’d say, something that would leave you stunned a memory forever in your brain, that’s the impact he wanted.
After a few days he’d found the perfect plan or one that he thought was perfect, of course it didn’t check out everything he’d thought of, but he’d try, he had bought two rings, which Sylvia thought was outrageous, “are you planning to ask her to be your girlfriend or Marry her?” We’re her exact words.
But he didn’t care, he had thought it was perfect, he tell you they were promise rings, in order to spend the rest of your future with you, and he’d do the same.
The silver head was smiling like an idiot for a week after he bought the rings, he’d carry them with him everywhere like they were his sacred possession.Every couple of hours he’d take a peak at the rings.
To say he was excited was an understatement, he was very very excited almost as if he’d almost become a father or something. But he’d be lying if he said he wasn’t nervous, he was freaking out, What if he ruined this precious moment with you? What if you somehow reject him and no longer wanna hang out with him because you think he’s creepy?.
But he shoved his nervousness and got ready, he’d promised you he would take you somewhere a few weeks ago but he kept delaying, To prepare for this moment he’d managed to reserve the entire cafe.
He was bubbling with excitement, when he saw just how gorgeous you looked, he couldn’t pass up the opportunity not like he was even planning too, Even though you looked stunning everyday he’d thought there was something different today.
“Y/n” Cassis got closer, he took the girls hand and kissed it, “Cassis” the girl replied smiling. “Shall we enter?” He questioned, “Alright” agreed the girl, her complexion looked confused for a second, “Is there something on my face you look nervous” Cassis kept on glancing after the two took a seat, “No but for a popular Cafe dont you think it’s just a little too quiet?” She questioned, her eyes wandering everywhere not a single person in sight.
“Ah I reserved the whole cafe for the two of us” he replied reassuring, her expression calmed down, but she didn’t question it, had someone else done this before?..
Cassis took a deep breath, it was time for his confession.
“Y/n I have something important to tell you” his voice barely came out as whisper, this was already going wrong in his head.
“Sure what is is?” She moved her body forward. To listen better.
“Y/n” he started, “for the longest time sense I’ve first looked at you, I feel in love with you, I’m not flattering it in anyway, you made me happy I feel like I can come to you with anything and you wouldn’t complain about it or how long it is, your too perfect for me sometimes even if I don’t deserve it, will you consider being mine for eternity?”
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lyomeii · 2 years
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a darling who enjoy their yandere tendencies
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-> warning: yandere themes, death mention, manipulation
-> request by anon!Hello! This is my first time requesting in your blog so please forgive me if I broke any of your rule and made you uncomfortable (I have no intention to do that) Can you please write for Yandere Dion, Yandere Lante and Yandere Cassis with a female chubby reader who really don’t mind them being a yandere? Like she enjoyed them being possessive and jelly but she just hates them whenever they killed someone because of her. And she tries her best to calm the Yandere if they went to the king of wanting to kill someone. I’m sorry if this is too much. Thank you and please take care of your health mentally and physically.
->a/n: sorry for taking this long to upload this one :/ got writing block for a couple of days that struggle me to write anything related to yandere stuff. but don’t worry, i manage to get over it and write this one just for you ;) and don’t worry i trying to take care of myself. a little short than the usual.
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-> your attitude toward him did surprise deon, after all, you didn’t care at all that he kidnap you from your house and locked you into his bedroom
-> your only response to this was “ Did you kill anyone?” not even caring about your safety, why? did you enjoy spend time with anyone but him? That why you care about their lives?
-> he ask you why you don’t want him to Jill someone in your name, and your response was simply “ I don’t want to ruin our clothes with blood when we hug” a unexpected but sweet answer
-> he took you right there, making you his spouse til the death separe you from the insane monster you call the love of your life
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-> being honest, he didn’t expect less from you
-> the moment Lante lays his eyes on you, there is no came back, you won’t have a choice to reject him and since you don’t seem to hate him
-> and you accept him pretty quickly, Lante expect to you to scream or cry when he told you would marry him, but that never happened, in fact ,you kissed him when told you that
-> the ceremony happen soon as Lante want and he make sure to invite many people to witness your willingness to marry someone as crazy as him, sealing your fate with the head of black agriche
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-> you love him and don’t care about he stalking you? He will fall in loved even harder than before
-> even with you ignoring his weird and unhealthy habits related to your safety, Cassis will keep you lock inside his place, to afraid of someone hurting you when he is not there
-> his family loves how you seem to love Cassis without a problem, no matter how many times you saw him threatening someone because of you, you still there with him
-> and Cassis with his family will take care of you, as long you don’t seeing him killing anyone or dirty with blood, you will love him without a single problem
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@lyomeii stuff || don’t repost
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d10nsaint · 2 years
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A love triangle with dion cassis where you already had kids with dion (for some reason i could see him having 5 children) and cassis is into milf's
a/n:Why do only i get requests like this?
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>So, i'd say this is in a messed up ver. of the current timeline so the children would fit in the timeline.
>So, with a toxic relationship with Dion, and a new toy cassis, what could make him differ from other toys?
>You visited him at night while dion was out on a mission.He had been cleaned up and was tied down with the magical chains.
>And when he saw you, in a short nightgown, the lovely lanternlight shining on your face, he was in awe.
>And when you said sorry for how your kids might have been too rough, his face got even redder.
>kids?All five of those monsters were her kids? Shes that hot and has kids?
>And when you topped it off with a lovely seductive smile,How could he not fall inlove with you?
>Thank the lords that you couldnt see his pants tighten!
>And when he found out from the guards about who you were, (They gossiped about your body) a dim look took over his face. You were married to the monster of Agriche, Dion.You had sex with him, gave birth to his kids, and stayed with him after.
>And, on the night where he escaped, he confessed to you;A married woman with kids.He left before you got time to respond.
>When you saw him at the banquet, you completely froze up at first, but then you greeted him with the same smile that you gave him when you met him.He stiffened up and lost composure.
>Later that night, you saw cassis in the forest.When you called out to him, you saw how he smiled at you like he had seen the prettiest woman ever. he kissed your hand and wrapped his arm around your waist.
> "Excuse me.sir cassis, You do know im married with children, right?" Your face relaxed at the kiss on your hand.
> "If you didnt like it, you would have pushed me off, my lady."he bent down and put his head on your shoulder, taking in the cold on your thick nightgown.
>”Sir Cassis, what is so appealing about me that makes you like me so much?”
> “Maybe how you give every man you meet a smile, or how you were still so kind to me and helped me when Roxana couldnt.Or, maybe how you have kids?”He was speaking into your shoulder so you couldnt see his face.
> “..Sir Cas-”
> "What scandalous behavior between a married woman and a man who just turned 19."YOu heard the rustle of a pair of thick boots crunch the winter leaves. Dion.
>Cassis still kept his grip on your waist. "Maybe we would'nt be here if your wife knew how to cover up-Or maybe if her husband paid attention to her."
>..you found yourself between Cassis and Dion.
>Whenever cassis sees you,he complements your beauty, gives you roses,kisses your hands..
>Whenever dion sees you, he fucks you to assert dominance.
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inzsanewrites · 1 year
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Newly Engaged
Cassis Pedelian X Reader
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You waited for Roxana to leave.
After all, it would be a bit harder to explain why you had suddenly wanted to see the prisoner. You wondered if she would even let you knowing that Lant, who had considered you his favorite and doted on you heavily, fervently denied you the prisoner you had asked for.
You hid behind a pillar and watched as Roxana left key in hand and cell door tightly locked.
Typical.
Throughly making sure she wasn’t coming back anytime soon, you approached the door and took out a small file. It was straight as a stick but the moment you but when it passed through the lock the door opened.
You carefully took it out and shuffled into the room. You looked around and saw him.
Cassis Pedelian.
He was lying in his side and appeared to be sleeping. You hesitated, you didn’t want to wake him but it was a matter of importance. At least to you.
And you hoped it was to him as well.
You brought yourself down to his level and aware of his many wounds and bruises lightly touched a patch of unmarked skin, intending. However, Cassis seemed to have other plans.
“Who are you?! Are you Roxana or another Agriche bastard?”
That had you a bit mad.
“Technically, it would be another Agriche bitch. And didn’t you recognize me?
“…Wait a minute… that voice… Y/n?”
“Who else?”
“Roxana, most likely.”
Well it did make sense, but on the topic of Roxana it reminded you that you had limited time.You grabbed his face and brought him a hairbreadth away from yours.
“Why don’t you want to marry me?”
“Huh?!!” His eyes went as wide as saucers.
“Don’t play dumb with me. Seven months ago, you sent me a letter asking for permission to court me and when I replied that you could. You. Never. Responded. Why?”
Cassis seemed confused as well.
“What do you mean, I sent letters every week after that but you never responded.”
You squished his cheeks a bit.
“Because I was waiting to see one of those letters.”
You and Cassis seemed to have a bit of a stare down before a look of realization showed on his face as well as a small flush. He tried to retract himself from your hands which failed due to your tight grip and he cleared his throat.
“Y/n, I think the question you should be asking is why your dad doesn’t want you to marry me.”
Lant? What did he have to do with anything.
Cassis noticed your furrowed brows and spoke up.
“Do you get your mail directly or does it go through someone before you get it?”
“Dad always get the mail before anyone else see it to check for any contact from other famil…”
Oh, you got it now, Lant probably expected you to reject a Pedelian which explained the first letter so he when you accepted Cassis’ proposal he probably got a slight heart attack and kept the incoming letters.
You brought Cassis closer to the point your noses where touching, causing his face to turn a brighter shade of red.
“So you do want to marry me?”
“Eventually, yes.” You two were still underage after all.
You eye twinkled so brightly Cassis thought he would go blind from looking into them.
‘Did that make you that happy’ he wondered. But faster than he could react, you lightly touched the corner of his mouth.
You kissed him.
He jumped back, blushing like crazy now.
You didn’t seemed to mind and cheerfully, you sprang up and made your way to the door.
“Thanks! I’ll wait for our first kiss when were hopefully, somewhere more romantic.”
You placed a hand on the door handle and turned to face Cassis.
Despite the same smile still on your face, your aura you seemed to change a bit.
It seemed a bit darker.
“If you want to get out of here or at very least die, remember Roxana is the easier way out.”
The atmosphere around you brightened once again and you bid Cassis goodbye and shut the behind you.
Instead of returning back to the main mansion, you turned around to the darkness, a threatening smile plastered on you face any traces of friendliness wiped away.
The cell was soundproof so you didn’t care anyway.
“Did you hear that? We’re engaged now so you can’t do anything to him. Because the moment you do…”
You took a step to the shadows.
“I’ll skin you alive.”
And with that you left.
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dxmoness · 1 year
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𝐔𝐧𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝 | 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐮𝐞
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Normally when you hear the words "once upon a time" you'd think the ending would be a happy ending as it claims in the fairytales. But, this would not be a happy fairytale with a happy start, but a slowly decreasing ending.
From a daughter born without anyone's consideration.
To a mother finally joyful of having a daughter as well as a father who expects greatness. A brother who swore to protect his sister with his life. This was the "happy" beginning of a very tragic life.
Name Agriche was one of the many children of the infamous Duke Agriche. Due to this she was expected with nothing, but greatness especially when her brother seemed to succeed to these expectations quite well. Even if she was only a newborn, Lant Agriche already had high expectations for her being.
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Five year-old Name was a little monster, especially to her brother's eyes. Dion was not quite fond of Name at first.
Name, who did not realize this, continued on to pester the irritated brother. "Dion wait!" She ran trying to keep up with her brother's speed only to be left behind.
Tears threatening to show, she wiped them away. No crying, not here, not with Dion a few feet away. The urgency to continue running after him was strong so she did.
After a few minutes of what seemed to her as endless running after a person who was at this point a blur in her vision, she collapsed on the grass as she let out her tears. Was she going to be lost?
She looked back to the way they came, and made a silent decision to return home on her own. A few steps inside the forest, she realized that she was in trouble.
Looking only in front and not behind she failed to realize that there were creatures awaiting her descent. A sudden movement from one of them caused the scent of blood to rouse the air. She had fallen down a thorn managing to poke a part of her skin and slicing it, her knee was bleeding madly. Biting her lip, she tried her hardest not to cry or scream in grief. It hurt...
Her vision grew blurry as her tears released themselves from the threshold. She could here footsteps closing in closer and closer, that was all she remembered before she fell into the oblivion.
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A panicked feeling came to his mind as odd. Why was he panicking? Shouldn't he be happy that the brat left him alone? For some reason, he wasn't so joyful about it. Thoughts of accidents occurring or her dying was making him care. He was caring for the brat he had said he would never enjoy being with. Why?
Not thinking about it any further he ran through the woods calling out for his sister. A whiff of the scent of fresh blood grew to his attention. Oh god. He ran to the direction where it was strongest and found creatures in the attempt to feed on his sister. That was a mistake, and the creatures would soon realize that.
After dealing with the creatures, he now carried the girl whom he had worried about. She looked pale, and her knee wouldn't stop bleeding. He then took off towards the way of home. As far as he heard blood loss led to death at most times, the thought of her dying because of it was fresh and it scared him.
Barging into the Agriche estate, he was panting as he put her down. "She needs medical attention. Now." He demanded as the servants attended to his sister.
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Later on he'd hear that it wasn't a serious case. Relief washed over him. Walking into Name's room, he sat on the bed. Placing a hand on her head made him notice she was feverish. Perhaps it was because of the weather as well.
His lips were pressed in a firm line as he watched her chest rise and fall in a sleeping manner. The recollection of him rushing away to make sure she didn't catch up came to his mind. Voices whispering in his head that it was his fault. His.
Stroking her hair gently, he kissed her forehead with a bit of hesitation. That wouldn't happen again. Now he will never leave his side. Now he knew that she was one to be protected, one to be cherished.
One to be protected at all cost.
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tagging! Apologies for the tag!
@d10nsaint , @mysticmeena , @sidra-29 , @roseadleyn , @rouecentric , @ykassu , @yevenly , @that-one-pretty-bitch , @elychee , @lady-navier0357
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thanks to the world for the existence of an official eng translation of the novel
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roseadleyn · 1 year
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𝙁𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙣 𝘼𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙡. || 𝘾𝙖𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙨 𝙋𝙚𝙙𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙖𝙣.
for @that-one-pretty-bitch as a part of my event. thank you so much for being a constant inspiration baby, ily <3
‼️ cassis in this is after chapter 36. because of this, he's more eerie and.. ah, unsettling, than his season 1 character. ‼️
yes i'm actually doing a non flower related title, can you believe it?? anyways enjoy 💞
— rose.
back to event masterlist!
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affection — how do they show their love and affection?
cassis shows his affection through quality time or acts of service. invites you over for tea, offers to help you with your work, makes time to tell you old stories about his family. you take his monopolizing nature at surface level; brushing it off as light possessiveness. nothing more.
well, you got one part right. it's nothing less than possession.
blood — how messy are they willing to get when it comes to their darling?
cassis tries to avoid killing; he's not very bloodthirsty and prefers to solve the problem through talking. however, if there is any sort of physical threat to you, he's not opposed to snapping a few necks.
cruelty — how would they treat their darling once abducted?
he's not cruel! ...most of the times. he's kind towards you but is so fast to turn on you that it leaves your head spinning. demands the knights who are stalking you, at sword-point, to tell him about every little thing you did in your day, from what you ate to who you talked to.
the thing is, you can't even remember the last time cassis allowed you to interact with anyone who wasn't him or your handmaidens.
darling — aside from abduction, would they do anything against their darling’s will?
no. he doesn't like seeing you cry and sob hysterically so he'd rather not. as for sex, that can wait. he doesn't want to shatter you completely, so it's better if you want him to before he tries to get you in the sheets.
exposed — how vulnerable are they when it comes to their darling?
you thought dion felt vulnerable? with cassis, it's like a constant wound, always bleeding, the blood dissolving the bandages so that he never quite stops worrying about you. something as simple as coming late to bed and his mind is already conjuring up horrible scenarios of you being snatched away by the agriche and —
very, very, very vulnerable. he's not this vulnerable with anyone else and even tries to hide it from you — vulnerability is a new thing for his proud, haughty spirit.
fight — how would they feel if their darling fought back?
hurt. because when you fight, he ends up having to force you, which inevitably ends in tears and broken bones. he doesn't want to hurt you! just obey, just listen to him and do as he says, don't resist as he hugs you close or grabs your wrist so tight that you have to beg him to let you go because he got too jealous and —
if, just if, you manage to appease his jealousy, you'll be fine.
game — is this a game to them? how much would they enjoy watching their darling try to escape?
it annoys him. he barely gets to see you because of how busy he is, and when he does get to see you, you scream and thrash around and make ridiculous attempts to escape. it's tiresome and he will shut these escape attempts down faster than dion killed ashil.
hell — what would be their darling’s worst experience with them?
you once made a very bad deal with one of your handmaidens once in a desperate bid of freedom. not only did cassis catch you, he decapitated her on the spot, rubbing in the fact that it was your fault. and even that wasn't all — cassis kept you captive to his bed with a chain just long enough to give you access to the bathroom.
you can't remember the last time you moved on your own.
ideals — what kind of future do they have in mind for their darling?
cassis wants to marry you. he's always been the romanticist type of guy, and there's something so.. heavenly about marrying you — this way, he'll get to bind you to him forever through the marital vows.
and unlike callisto, who gives you a choice, cassis will marry you regardless. the most he'll do is postpone it.
jealousy — do they get jealous? how do they handle it?
he feels jealous, of course, yet he's not going to act on it in public. the minute he gets an opening, he steers you away, his grip unyielding on your shoulders, offering a tight smile to the person causing his jealousy. handles it by isolating you more than ever, spending most of his time with you, just to convince himself further that you're here and you're not ever leaving.
kisses — how do they act around or with their darling?
obsessive. he adores you. kisses you until you're breathless, wraps his coats around you, never lets one moment in your rather unwilling company pass without reminding you of just how much he loves you.
you'd really rather he didn't.
love letters — how would they go about approaching their darling?
like a picture perfect gentleman. asks if he can greet you, dances with you at every party, his touches on your waist featherlight. once you agree to let him court you, he's ecstatic, spoiling you with everything and anything you ever dreamed of, wrapping his arms around you, as though unable to believe just how he got so lucky. (author: cassis, if you hurt jacqueline, i — and a whole cult — will murder you.)
mask — are their true colors drastically different from the way they act around everyone else?
well, nobody would ever guess this side of the heir of pedelian, right? that he locked you up against your will and ignored your sobbing as he explained your situation? that he has spies all around to make sure you don't lift a finger the wrong way? that he holds you close, turning a deaf ear to your quiet crying?
why would anyone suspect that?
naughty — how would they punish their darling?
small things, but long punishments. his favorite one is isolation. he'll give you the cold shoulder for as long as it takes for you to come back — and you will. you can only spend so long, completely alone, before losing your will to fight, right? and you're always so sweet about it too — lifting up the covers to his bed, placing yourself beside him, tapping him on the shoulder with a pretty, careful finger, letting him welcome you back with open arms.
oppression — how many rights would they take away from their darling?
at first, he's very open with it — he lets you roam the gardens with your maids and very, very, very rarely (infact, it only happened once) lets you go to town — in disguise and with him, of course. but eventually his jealousy might take hold of him, or some kind of threat would be detected towards you, which, of course, would make him paranoid. then you're lucky if he allows you to leave the bedroom.
patience — how patient are they with their darling?
up to a certain extent, cassis is patient. he's fine if you struggle and thrash about and cry and scream — these are fruitless efforts and he can crush them easily, but words — if you say anything, whether it's pitying or mocking, that makes his heart twist in on itself with that horrible empty feeling —
do that and he'll give you a real reason to cry.
quiet — if their darling dies, leaves, or successfully escapes, would they ever be able to move on?
no. he quite possibly will never enter into a relationship ever again, completely complacent, absolutely hollow. if you managed to escape or leave, and he couldn't find you, he'll blame himself day and night, u able to get you out of his head even still. and if death was the one who came for you, he would just... yeah, he would never recover.
regret — would they ever feel guilty about abducting their darling?
often — when you curl up and sob, nursing injuries or fighting nightmares — cassis feels an inexpressible urge to just hold you, to just stay there, until you stop weeping. he's no soft kind guy, but this — this hurts. just stop. just accept that this is now your life, and that it's not goingto change.
stigma — what brought about this side of them (childhood, curiosity, etc)?
harsh expectations and the agriche. he needs to protect you, to make sure you never, ever, ever go through what he did — ever again. blame the agriche if you want but they're honestly more amused than sympathetic 🫶 have fun babes
tears — how do they feel about seeing their darling scream, cry, and/or isolate themselves?
he feels terrible. don't you understand that it doesn't have to be like this? that there's no reason to cry? why are you so unwilling to stay with him, what can he not give you that everyone else can? he doesn't get it.
unique — would they do anything different from the classic yandere?
cassis would never steal your belongings or build some kind of creepy shrine or downright devote himself to you. it creeps him out to be honest — even his adoration doesn't fly to those particular levels. this might be due to what he saw of maria at his time with the agriche — and it honestly terrifies him to this day.
vice — what weakness can their darling exploit in order to escape?
his love for you, obviously. sob and cry about how you need one particular thing, and watch him leave immediately to get it. you can seize the time to run!
i'm warning you though — he will find you.
wit’s end — would they ever hurt their darling?
not willingly. even though his punishments can be severe, they're very rarely physical, and never brutally damaging. after the agriche, he dislikes physical violence and tries to avoid it — only when it comes to you.
xoanon — how much would they revere their darling?
too much. there are times when he just looks at you — truly looks, as though just taking in the fact that you exist — and he feels his heart flutter like the wings of a butterfly. you're so perfectly beautiful with pretty eyes, and satin soft hair, and the tears running down your face — it's not art, but it feels divine , all the same.
yearn — how long do they pine after their darling before they snap?
roughly 2 years. he steps up a year after meeting you and stars courting you normally — but this lasts only for another year. he gives in on you two's anniversary, knocking you out painlessly, already feeling regret and guilt sift and twinge in his gut.
“ ... i'm sorry. but i needed to do this. for you, it was all for you, it is all for you. ”
zenith — would they ever break their darling?
as much as he doesn't want to — yes. cassis is delusional and obsessive and manipulative and possessive — and he grows more and more demented than ever. he rarely lets you out of the shared bedroom, claiming that anywhere else is too dangerous. he doesn't let you shower on your own, and everytime you try to take one by yourself, he decides that perhaps it's time for a soak anyways. it hollows you out, reducing you to an empty shell of yourself, just lying there on the waves.
realization hits cassis fast and hard — when was the last time you tried escape? why does he want you to escape? the smile he loved so much is as good as dead because he's never ever gonna see it again.
you don't react when he buries his face in the crook of your neck and cries.
tagging ; @writerig, @loekas, @nxccolo, @ykassu, @dion-s-lawyer, @ithil-lucien, @that-one-pretty-bitch (obv, this is hers), @sidra-29, @hmerus, @cerisearan, @dxmoness, @chxrrylxdy, @d10nsaint, @meow-meow-potato, @parkykwho, @izumi-astra-123 and @palaceofghosts.
[ i didn't tag the mutuals who don't like yandere content (that's why @/crownxie isn't tagged) but i did tag those who are on hiatus rn since they tagged me when i was inactive and everyone else still does ]
i hate this! but! here you go, jacqueline!
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mintichoco · 1 year
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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] • [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!”
With that attitude, you’d make a fine Karen, sir. Wait. . .did he just say ’Roxana’?
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 it’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 ol’ me? Let’s see. . .”
"As you witness”, the newly recognized Lante Agriche waved the sword dangerously close to her face. Nash skiddadled to Roxana’s side. "This one doesn't know how to behave.”
Nash tilted her head to gander at the second heir’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?”
Lante grinned like a madman, thankfully storing away the blade. "As expected, you are a natural.” Nash had to do a double take to make sure his face fell in the matter of milliseconds. "Do not disappoint me.”
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. ”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.”
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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