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anotherrosesthatfell · 3 months

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Can you write a short story about Killer, Angst or Merciless being afraid of Crescent?

Mkay, I don't have much motivation though- sunflower au belong to @abloomingsunflower

╰┈➤ the son of monster

Crescent was invited to family dinner. He really don't want to go but Artemis is there and he know Angst stopped acting like a caring brother and Merciless is.. Well him. Killer is going to ignore Artemis while Nightmare is going to make everything awkward.

So at the end, Crescent decided to go.

He expected for it to be dead silent. Unfortunately he was not right because Nightmare was late to dinner while his family started to go on each other throats.

"You monster, you really enjoying this argument hmm? Is it fun to be feed by our negativity?!" Killer didn't hold back and throw a plate at Crescent.

Well that'll leave a scar on his head...

"What the hell is wrong with you?!" Artemis gasped by her mother action.

"Shut up Artemis! If I keep seeing his face one more time, I am going to kill myself. You and him are both monsters. My only children are Angst and Merciless!"

Merciless had to hold Killer back from trying to throw another plate.

"Crescent, I think you should leave now." Said Angst as he took a sip from his tea. "Artemis have to stay though. After all she's a daddy's girl and her dad will be so upset if she left. Who knows who will he hit this time." He glances.

"You—!" Artemis was stopped by Crescent.

"Ignore him, sister. He's not worth your time." Said Crescent.

"What? I'm saying the truth, dear brother. You're only bring chaos in this family. How about you leave. I don't see any worth in you by being here." Angst continue to provoke Crescent. "Of course you have to defend your kind little sister. You never did to any of us."

"Angst please, can't we just have nice dinner? Crescent didn't do anything...-" Merciless sighed as he finally calm his mother down.

"Ah yes that's right. He didn't do anything at all! When you were abused so badly, he stay blind eyes and ignore your existence while showering his sister with love." Angst laughed then got up from his seat.

He went to Crescent and grabbed his wrist.

"he's so pathetic isn't he? He didn't do anything to help us and he is living a good life in the damn church!"

"..." Crescent sighed and say, "Are you really trying to hurt me in front of our family? Really brother?" he seems to look down at Angst.

"Angst let go of Crescent now, his wrist are bleeding!" Yelled Artemis which brought Merciless and Killer attention.

Artemis didn't hesitate to try pulling Angst hand away, Crescent was surprised by her sudden actions. He didn't get a chance to warn her... Angst was quicker than Artemis, pushed her away.

"Don't you interfere in adult business Arti. You should've live a quiet live but yet you're being a misfortune to all of us." Angst coldly glares at Artemis.

It was Crescent final straw. He slapped the shit out of Angst.

"I swear to God I am kind enough to let your anger out on me." Crescent then slapped Angst once again. "I already told you to not interfere in my little sister life, didn't I? She can live however she wants."

"HAH! you really showing your true colors. You're just like father, all fake and deceiving. I can't believe I'm related to you." Angst scoffed at Crescent.

Merciless in the other hand pulled Angst away from Crescent. His eyes shivered as he recalling the old memories.

Crescent aura is just like Nightmare now, Merciless remember what fears are like once again... He don't like it.

"What's wrong 'Merciful'? Don't tell me are you afraid of me too? Honestly you're the same like mother. All bark but never bites. I am a monster yet you two keep messing with me." he didn't hold back then he glanced at Killer.

Killer is trembling too. Crescent understand her hatred yet he can't let her continue being like this to Artemis. He sighed and smile at her.

"What's wrong, Amaris? Are you too afraid of me?" Crescent chuckles.

"W-What, how did you know that name?!" Killer then yelled at Crescent.

Everyone was confused Killer reaction on the name. Clearly no one knows it expect for Alphonse and Crescent...

"Oh, I know a lot of thing about my mother. Father is so generous on telling me about your past... Now, now you wouldn't want me to tell your children about it right?" he smiles patiently waiting for Killer to say something.

Yet... Killer didn't say a thing and ran out from the dining room. Merciless follows Killer as he also don't want to be in the room.

"..." Angst still glaring at Crescent. "I was right aren't I? Mother is afraid of you, Crescent. You're nothing to this family anymore."

"Ah... Honestly Angst. How about you kill me?" Crescent suggested to Angst. "Go on, kill me. I am nothing to this family right? Wouldn't it better for you to just kill me?"

"I... You're fucking crazy. You're manipulating me just like Father."

Crescent slightly chuckles and smiles at his twin brother. "I knew it.. You're also afraid of me. You're afraid of the consequences, you know what will happen if I die by your hands." Said Crescent. "You're right, I'm just like my father. I could easily disown you anytime I want just like father could but I know you're afraid of being left alone."

... It was an uncomfortable silence. Angst didn't say anything and left the dining room.

Crescent sighed while Artemis speechless by whole situation. She didn't know Crescent could easily make them go away-

"I apologize you had to see that. Are you alright sister?" Asked Crescent.

"I'm fine... Teach me how to do that-" Said Artemis.

"do what?" Crescent didn't quite understand about Artemis request.

"You know? Like make all of them go away!"

"ah... How about you just ask them to join you for prayer, that way they'll stop bothering you." Crescent happily replied to Artemis. "Now, now... I have to go to hospital because I'm losing bloods."

"oh my God you're right. Let's go-"

#crescent sans #killer sans #angst sans #artemis sans #merciless sans #killermare shipchildren #drama #no corrupted nightmare here #no crescent was harm-#evil lux au #[e.l.a] ask #sorry Crescent #I like to torture you-

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theostrophywife · 1 year

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I love everything that you write and I was wondering if you would write a Ruhn fic where the reader is a friend of Byrce and are in a secret relationship but then get caught making out by the others and there all happy for them? Please and thank you.

best friend's brother.

author's note: it's been a hot minute since i've gotten the chance to write, but i was feeling our boy ruhn so please enjoy.

Ruhn fucking Danaan.

The Crown Prince of the Valbaran Fae and the absolute bane of your immortal existence.

The Vanir male leaned against the doorway of your apartment, dressed in his usual all black outfit despite the heatwave currently sweeping through Crescent City. Silky black hair cascaded down his shoulders and covered the Starsword draped against the back of his leather jacket.

“What the hell do you want?” You growled through the small opening of your door.

Behind you, the noise of the small housewarming party that had somehow spiraled into a rager thanks to Bryce filled the hallway with the pulsating beat of a pop song. Ruhn raised a brow and dangled the Aux badge between his fingers. His tattooed bicep flexed slightly as you swatted his hand away from your face.

“I didn’t know crashing house parties were so high up on the priorities of an Aux leader.”

“It isn’t, but I made an exception for you, sweetheart. If I’m being honest, I’m quite offended that you didn’t even bother to invite me.” Ruhn smirked at the sight of your frown. “I’ve been told I’m the life of the party.”

“Bryce said you had the late shift,” you grunted. “And even if you didn’t, this was supposed to be a small gathering. Close friends only.”

The Crown Prince flicked his tongue over the hoop pierced through his bottom lip, his heated gaze sweeping over your body. Against all common sense and logic, the sight made your toes curl in your high heels.

“Considering the amount of times I’ve seen you naked, I’d say we’re a little more than close.” The sensual and seductive purr of his voice threatened to melt you into a puddle of arousal right at Ruhn’s feet.

You pushed him into the dim hallway and shut the door behind you. “Say that a little louder, why don’t you? Everyone inside may be drunk, but that doesn’t mean their hearing suddenly stopped working. Your sister included.”

“I don’t care if Bryce knows about us. You’re the one who seems Hel bent on keeping it a secret.”

“You know how Bryce feels about being kept out of the loop. She would go absolutely ballistic if she knew we’ve been seeing each other behind her back. I mean, the best friend and the older brother? How cliche could we get?”

Run closed the gap between you, his intense blue gaze dipping to your mouth. “So what do you propose? You want to put an end to things?”

“No,” you retorted quicker than you’d intended. Ruhn’s lips twitched into a smile and you realized that he was baiting you. “I just think…we should take things slow. Warm Bryce up to the idea of us together. Maybe go out to dinner or something.”

“Are you asking me out on a date, sweetheart?”

“Not if you’re going to be an asshole about it.”

Ruhn rolled his eyes. “I’d love to take you out to dinner, but only if I get to have you as dessert afterwards.”

Before you could answer, the door swung open. As casually as you could manage, you put space between you and Ruhn as Bryce and Hunt peeked out into the hallway.

“Ruhn, what are you doing here?”

“Being a pain in my ass as usual,” you answered with a frown.

“Honestly, I don’t get how the two people I love most could bicker so much,” the redhaired female said with a bemused smirk.

Hunt appeared slightly offended, but seemed inclined to agree with his mate. “That’s because Danaan can’t seem to quit while he’s ahead. No matter how many times he gets his ass handed to him by the little witchling.”

Ruhn snarled, which only spurred his sister on further. “You two reek of sexual tension. If you ask me, you two should just spar it out in the bedroom for all our sakes,” Bryce stated matter-of-factly.

Burning fucking Solas. The gates of Hel may as well open and swallow you whole.

“I’m honestly not drunk enough for this,” you muttered under your breath while shooting an incredulous look at your friend. “Which is just as well, since it looks like the Aux is officially shutting down this party.”

You subtly shot a pleading look at Ruhn. Please get these people out of my apartment.

The Crown Prince had the audacity to smirk. It would be my pleasure, princess.

I hate when you call me that.

Ruhn tried to subdue the shiteating grin spreading through his handsome face.

And yet you’re asking your Prince Charming to rescue you from the big, bad party.

You glared at the Vanir male, but nearly sighed in relief as he ushered the crowd currently crammed in your living room towards the door. His roommates included.

“Busted.” Flynn remarked, shaking his head at Ruhn. “That’s cold Danaan, even for you.”

Ithan, Declan, and Tharion all crowded around the Fae lord, who threw an arm over your shoulder before kissing your cheek goodbye. “See you later, babe.”

You swatted Flynn’s arm away, but smiled nonetheless. The male may be a shameless flirt, but you’d grown fond of him. Ruhn, on the other hand, appeared to be considering ripping his friend’s arm from your shoulder, but said nothing as his roommates filtered past him.

“You coming, Ruhn?” Dec asked.

“No, I’ll help clean up. Since you assholes are probably too drunk to even pick up a mop.”

Tharion whistled. “Someone’s in a mood, aren’t they? Don’t get your crown in a twist, Your Highness.”

Ruhn only glowered at the mer who winked at you for good measure. As though he knew exactly how much it pushed his roommate’s buttons. Luckily, Bryce shoved Tharion out the door before he could annoy her brother further.

“We can stay and help clean up, too.” Hunt offered.

“No,” you and Ruhn answered almost instantaneously.

Bryce raised a suspicious brow. Hunt’s knowing stare flickered between you and Ruhn before the angel smirked.

He tugged at his mate’s wrist, garnering her attention. Thank Urd Bryce was drunk enough not to second guess the distraction. “I think they’ve got it handled, Quinlan. Besides, are we really the best pair to offer assistance with cleaning?”

Bryce sighed in defeat. “Point taken, Athalar.”

With that, your friend enveloped you into a hug and bid you goodbye. “If Ruhn gives you a hard time, just beat him with your broomstick,” she whispered non-discreetly.

Ruhn snorted. “Don’t give her ideas.”

“Get home safe,” you said with a chuckle as you waved Bryce and Hunt goodbye.

And finally, fucking finally, the door closed and you breathe a sigh of relief. You loved your friends, you really did, but socializing took a horrendous amount of effort. You needed to recharge.

“Are you actually going to help me clean?”

Ruhn hummed in response, threading his fingers with yours. “I’d rather make a mess of you instead.”

Alone at last, you wasted no time and raised on your tiptoes to kiss him, savoring the surprised sound he makes and the smirk that followed after. Ruhn tasted like a mixture of peppermint with a hint of honeysuckle and you sighed in satisfaction as he kissed you back fervently, giving and taking in equal measure. He cupped your face, gently dragging the cold metal of his lip ring over the hollow of your throat in a way that makes goosebumps erupt all over your arms.

His moan is a low and teasing timbre in your ears as he grazed your earlobe. “Admit it, princess. You missed me.”

If only Ruhn knew how many times you kept finding yourself wishing he was beside you throughout the night, the male would never let you live it down. “It was…dull without you here.”

Ruhn raised a brow, pulling away to look at you. That startling shade of blue painted you with heat. “Fine. I missed you, Ruhn. I always fucking miss you. Is that what you wanted to hear?”

“Perhaps I need a little convincing,” the male teased, tilting your chin up. “It looked to me like Flynn and Tharion were keeping you occupied.”

“Jealous much?”

He smirked. A slow, feral smirk that showed all his teeth. “Not even close. Neither one of them could handle you,” Ruhn declared confidently, cupping your ass lightly as you moaned in response. “It takes a special sort of male to handle you, my little witchling.”

You swatted at his chest, but said nothing to deny his accusation. “You’re a pain in the ass, Ruhn.”

“Maybe so, but I’m your pain in the ass.” He squeezed your right cheek in his large hand before giving it a light smack. “And what a sweet ass you’ve got.”

“Gods, just fucking kiss me already.”

Ruhn’s cock strained against his jeans at the utter neediness in your voice. His fingers snaked through your hair, tilting you back right where he wanted you before his lips crashed into yours. You were filled with relief as the taste of Ruhn overwhelmed your senses. You had no idea what it was about this male, but you couldn’t fucking get enough of him.

You’d missed this. Missed him. More than you cared to admit.

A satisfied moan slipped past Ruhn’s parted lips before his tongue prodded against yours. The kiss was a clash of lips and teeth, heated and desperate as though you’d never get the chance to taste each other again. You bunched up the front of Ruhn’s shirt and pressed him closer, kissing him over and over again until you felt lightheaded and dizzy.

You were so consumed by him, so drunk on your own desire, that you didn’t even hear the front door opening. It was only when Bryce’s soft gasp echoed through your apartment when you finally pried yourself away from Ruhn.

“I fucking knew it!”

The red haired female stood at the door with her arms crossed. Hunt grimaced behind her, shooting you an apologetic look as his mate swatted at his chest. “What did I tell you, Athalar?”

Instead of anger, Bryce looked triumphant. A reaction that you did not expect to receive from your friend after she’d caught you heavily making out with her brother.

“You’re not mad?” you asked, gaping at Bryce.

She rolled her eyes. “Oh, please. It was only a matter of time before this happened. You two are about as subtle as a bull in a china shop.”

“I’d say,” Tharion said from the doorway, leaning against the frame as Flynn and Dec peered over his shoulders. “Though I enjoyed watching Ruhn nearly pop a blood vessel every time I flirted with you, I’m glad we can all stop pretending not to notice the puppy dog eyes you two make at each other when you think we’re not looking.”

Flynn chuckled. “Sickening, really. But in an adorable way.”

Your eyes widened in accusation. “You all knew?”

Dec grinned sheepishly. “To be fair, you two weren’t very good at hiding it.”

Ruhn crossed his arms, slightly angling himself so that you were behind him. You couldn’t see his face, but you heard him all the same.

I’ll take the blame. I kissed you. I crossed the line. You don’t have to—

Ruhn.

His gaze flickered to you, an unreadable emotion dancing in his eyes before you twined your fingers through his.

I don’t want to keep us a secret anymore.

A small smile formed on Ruhn’s face. So you admit that there’s an us.

You rolled your eyes, but mirrored his smile all the same. Don’t push your luck, Danaan.

He winked before squeezing your hand. You turned your attention back to your friends. Confusion danced on their faces as you pulled out of your silent conversation.

“Ruhn and I are…seeing each other.” You fixed a hard glare at the males standing in your doorway. “And if anyone gives him shit about it, I’ll nail your balls to the wall.”

Flynn and Declan winced, but Tharion only smirked.

Bryce grinned, but threw you a pointed glare. “Brunch tomorrow. I need details of how this lovely union came to be.”

You sighed. Bryce would no doubt grill you over eggs and pancakes, but it was worth it if it meant that you and Ruhn could stop sneaking around.

“Fine, Quinlan.” You replied with a fond smile. “But first, get the Hel out of my apartment so Ruhn and I can finish what you so rudely interrupted.”

Your friends groaned, but beamed nonetheless as they once again departed. As Bryce sashayed into the hallway, Ruhn triple checked that the door was firmly locked and that all of your wards were in place.

Once he was satisfied, he hauled you over his shoulder and strode straight for your bedroom. You giggled as he deposited you onto the mattress.

“I believe I promised to make a mess out of you,” he growled against your ear, pinning you underneath him. “And you’ll find that I’m a male of my word, princess.”

You smirked, tugging him down to you. “Prove it, Danaan.”

So he did.

#sorry if it's shit i'm trying to get back in the groove of things #ruhn danaan #ruhn x reader #ruhn danaan smut #ruhn smut #crescent city #hoeab #hosab

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