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I really loved your ban x reader you should definitely do more! I mean if you feel like it ^^
Aw! Thank you so much! I’ve been meaning to get around to writing again but I can’t find the inspiration I need, which is a shame because I've really been meaning to get back into writing. :( But thank you for your kind words!!! uwu
hey uh, if requests or open do u think you could do a headcanon (or drabble, ur choice) for steve and an s/o that has achromatopsia (total color blindness)?
Hey, yeah of course! I am so so sorry about not responding sooner as I was busy with some things in my personal life!
Of course, Steve initially probably doesn’t know about his significant other’s colour blindness, and when he finds out about it he’s very understanding why would that change his opinions on them? He loves his significant other no matter what.
If they’re open to talking about it, he might ask them some questions about it like if they were born with it, if it’s a family thing or if they got it at random, etc.
Of course, if they ask him questions about what a certain colour looks like, he’ll try to describe it so it’s linked with an emotion.
“Red? It can be the feeling you get when overcome with rage or the passion you may feel when with a lover.
Of course, if he CAN’T answer the question he’ll feel terrible about it afterwards.
He tries to keep an eye on you, trying to see if you’re bothered by the fact that you can’t see colours or if you just shrug it off due to being accustomed to it by now.
Nonetheless, he’ll beg Bruce and Tony to see if they can invent anything that’ll guarantee to give his s/o the ability to see colours once more/for the first time.
Although if his s/o insists that they’re fine the way they are, Steve will reluctantly stop nagging at the two.
If the achromatopsia does bug his s/o and they become upset about it he’ll cuddle them to death and reassure them that he loves them for who they are - not what they can see.
He’s very standoffish about people making jokes and will grow visibly annoyed if anyone makes jokes about his s/o having achromatopsia he’ll probably lose it at them out of pure frustration.
Like once, Tony probably yelled something along the lines of “Try cutting the blue wire!” and that ended with Tony in the hospital.
His protective nature is even more likely to show now as he knows there’s something about his s/o that others may see as abnormal or an imperfection (although they’ll always be perfect to him),
On that note, he’ll try to not fret too much as he knows that his s/o probably wouldn’t like it.
He also keeps a mental note that if he gets his s/o for a gift it should be for appeal and overall appearance and not for it being a cute colour like pink,
Overall, he’s incredibly understanding and would try to adjust in any way possible to help his s/o be comfortable.
Thank you once more to the anon for asking!
Don’t call them “maps” either, that just softens the blow, they are what they are - fucking pedophiles
Block me if you want but no fucking pedophiles are welcome here. I would not hesitate to snap you all out of existence if I could. Please leave this blog if you don’t agree [you don’t have to agree to snapping them all out of existence, only that they will never be welcomed here or in the lgbtq+ community]
Hopefully Tumblr doesn't eat this ask, but maybe can I request general headcanons for Zamasu and an s/o that has a morbid fascination with death?
Oh god oh crap, I didn’t even see this for a while - I’m so sorry if I kept you waiting for long!
Warnings: Mentions of death, torture and mental illness (mentioned).
Zamasu
-Honestly at first, green bean -I mean Zamasu is surprised that someone is curious/fascinated in something such as death. -To him, death is just something that happens naturally, It’s something that has to happen to maintain a balance in the world. -He soon finds himself intrigued by his s/o’s fascination but at the same time, he’s also c o n c e r n e d. -Will often ask/say things like: -”Don’t kill anyone. That’s my job.” -”You won’t kill anyone or anything, right?” -”Thank god/kami/kai/Zeno/whatever that you can’t kill me-” Often followed by nervous laughter. -I feel like his s/o often just happens to find themselves in dangerous situations because of this fascination so expect him to constantly be conveniently checking in. -It’s a double-edged sword though, sometimes he’ll find himself killing someone just because he misunderstood the situation and thought his s/o was in danger, -”Y/n! You like corpses, right? Help me bury this one-” -Although say that for some weird reason Zamasu is a yandere, his s/o’s fascination will only encourage him to bring harm to others -After a while, he may start to think his s/o has some sort of mental illness because of the fascination so he starts to question it. Try not to get offended though, he’s only asking because he cares. -If his s/o is also into stuff like torture, he’ll see if he can find some old footage that “humans have on those weird device thingies” for them to watch. If not he’ll just record some himself but will stay out of it (he’ll hide that it’s him) -Often finds himself pulling his s/o away from dangerous places and crime scenes. -”For the last time Y/n, it’s dangerous!” -Depending on how his s/o is curious about death (collecting bones, etc) he may try to bring his s/o some animal bones if he stumbles upon them for whatever reason. -Overall, he’s almost always around his s/o because of the fascination. He’ll try to protect them from it harming them without them losing their interest because even though it’s a “weird” fascination he respects his s/o’s interests and hobbies. -If his s/o ever gets hurt because of said interest, he’ll hate himself and he’ll hate who hurt them even more. -If his s/o ever gets hurt, a lot of people will start to mysteriously go missing until the person who harmed them is dead. Some of the missing come back other’s aren’t so lucky.
Sorry that this (potentially) took so long to get to and thank you Anon for requesting!
REQUESTS ARE OPEN.
Goodbye - Loki x Bestfriend!Reader
Warnings: Gore, Blood, Death.
Requests are Open.
Y/n stood still, her stomach churned as she watched the God of Mischief with a look of silent pain pooling in her e/c coloured eyes. She resisted the urge to cry as if she did she assumed that she’d be mocked by the others.
The Asgardian’s lip trembled as she stared at him, she didn’t know what to say to him or how she could change his mind. Slowly, she reached out and held his hand gently before smiling up at him. “Please,” she murmured feebly before her lips turned upwards into a humourless smile. “Don’t go, stay.”
“Y-Y/n,” Loki stammered out as he sat down by her side, he rested her head on his lap as he began to play with her h/c coloured locks, he began twirling them around his fingers before he gave a dispirited smile. “I’m not going anywhere darling, I promise.” He added on afterwards before his lips curled upwards.
Y/n smiled gently before she hummed, she was glad that he had decided to stay with her for now. Her arms wrapped around his waist as she took a shaky breath, she noticed that he was wearing cologne. It was scented like what she assumed was something floral but she couldn’t quite place it. It was also mixed in with the heavy scent of iron.
Closing her eyes, Y/n smiled before it turned into a small frown as she felt him tense up. “Hey, it’s okay.” She whispered gently before her hands went to his and held them gently. She opened her eyes and looked up at him and it was only then that she took note of his expression. Tears were gushing down his cheeks, his green eyes were wide as he stared at Y/n with a pained expression.
“How- How can you smile?!” Loki demanded as Y/n looked down, staring at his blood covered hands. Saying nothing in response to his inquiry she went to move his hands away from her stomach but he refused to do so, going as far as to glare at her in hopes of making her quit it.
“Loki…” Y/n began quietly before her lips curved upwards into a smile once more as she snuggled up to him some more. “What’s wrong?”
“Y/n, you’re bleeding!” Loki exclaimed as he stared at her in shock. “Don’t you feel any pain!?” He demanded as he stared at her in shock, his mouth agape as he didn’t know what else to say. He was breathing heavily and would occasionally let out shaky cries as he gawked at her.
Y/n smiled gently at him as she hummed, in all honesty, she was too far gone to even feel the pain at this point. The only thing that pained her was knowing that she wouldn’t be able to see Loki again. She wouldn’t be able to be held by him or chat with him about stupid things and before she knew it she was breaking down into tears.
“I don’t want to go,” Y/n whispered as she clung to him, shaking her head repeatedly as her face became red from how much she was crying. She held him close to herself and shook her head continuously as she continued to sob and wail. “I don’t want to leave you, I’m scared.” She added on as she gripped his shirt tightly. She managed to move so she was sitting up and embracing him, surprisingly relaxing when his hands moved from her wound so he could hug her back.
“You’ll be fine Y/n,” Loki whispered reassuringly as he ran a hand through her hair, Y/n smiled but stayed quiet as she pressed her head onto his chest so that she could listen to his heart beating against his chest.
“Remember that one time when we were eight, and even though I was grounded we’d always sneak out so we could hang out and just explore?” Loki questioned before his lips curved upwards into a smile at the memory. “That was fun, I think my mother knew all along what I was doing but she didn’t question it.” He added on as he began playing with her h/c coloured locks
“I think mother adored you, really. She was always insisting that you could come up for dinner or to help me study. I think she knew that you were my best friend and that you were a good influence - more or less.” He rambled as he grinned fondly. He then placed a loving kiss onto Y/n’s forehead and hummed.
“Of course Odin didn’t approve,” Loki added on before scoffing afterwards. “But that old man never approved of anything I did but that makes sense… I’m not… his son.” He added on before looking away, feeling his insecurities rise again. He took a shaky breath before smiling tenderly.
“But what Odin thinks doesn’t matter, because I have you.” He added on before kissing her forehead gently and humming afterwards. “And you’re all that matters to me. Do you hear that Y/n? You’re all that matter to me and that’s why you can’t di… Y/n?” Loki whispered as he looked down at the h/c haired woman. His eyes widened when he noticed that Y/n had shut her eyes and there were no signs indicating that she was breathing.
Loki’s eyes widened in realization as he soon let out loud sobs, it wasn’t like his usual composed self but he didn’t care. He wrapped his arms around Y/n before he clung to her corpse tightly.
“No, no, no! Don’t leave me! Don’t leave me alone!”
“I’m not ready to be alone….”
Hendrickson Alphabet (NSFW A-Z)
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A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)
With Hendrickson, what he’s like after sex can vary depending on the context, if it’s just a one night stand he won’t say much and will probably leave after the person has fallen asleep. However, if it’s sex with someone that he loves and trusts he’ll be a lot more gentle and caring. Asking frequent questions such as “Are you okay?”, “Do you need a towel?” And so on. He’ll hold you close to his chest and wait until you fall asleep before he’ll try to sleep himself. He has issues sleeping so most of the time he’ll just lay by your side.
B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)
Hendrickson doesn’t really have a favourite part of his own body, although he probably does like his chest.
Side note: He likes his facial hair as well, he’s proud of it.
On you, he probably likes everything about your body but he especially likes your eyes.
Between being an ass man and a boob guy, he leans more towards the chest.
C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person)
He really doesn’t mind, to be honest.
He doesn’t really like the idea of cumming on your face or body though.
He won’t make you swallow unless he knows you’re okay with it.
D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)
Oh god, uh… He reads “books” (read: erotic novels) every now and again
He would do it with you somewhere somewhat public if he could
He and Dreyfus have made out once- maybe. It’s a rumour that hasn’t been confirmed nor denied. I’ll let you decide.
E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)
Yeah, he has some experience. He isn’t the type of guy that goes out of his way to have sex, but he’s had some experience.
He knows what he’s doing but it takes him a while to learn and memorise what you like.
F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)
Nothing too kinky, he likes it plain and simple so missionary is his go-to position for sex.
He’s a switch with top preference.
Although he likes it if his s/o rides him.
G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)
He’s a bit more on the serious side.
He focuses more on your pleasure above all else
But he will joke around occasionally
H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)
He takes pride in his appearence so I reckon he’s well groomed.
Nothing over the top, but he doesn’t want it to be wild down there.
I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)
Despite his serious attitude, he’s actually rather romantic during the moment.
He’ll frequently go out of his way to remind you how much he loves and appreciates you.
J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)
He isn’t the type of guy to masturbate, to be honest.
It can’t compare to you and your touch in anyway.
K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)
I’d say he’s pretty vanilla but that’d be a lie.
At the start of the relationship, he’s pretty relaxed about his kinks.
Soon turns out that he has a thing for public-teasing, light to moderate bondage and a slight master kink.
Kink Bastard (™)
L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)
Despite his public teasing kink, he wouldn’t actually have sex anywhere public.
He prefers the bedroom above all else.
M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)
Teasing. If you tease him throughout the day, it’ll be worth it at the end of the night.
Competition. In no way does he want to share you so if you flirt with someone else it’ll lead to angry sex that night and him being very clingy for a while.
N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn-offs)
Pain. In no way would he ever want to hurt you.
Sharing. He really isn’t up for threesomes. He believes it should just be him and you together when having sex.
O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)
He doesn’t have a preference in giving or recieving
Is surprisingly good at oral
P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)
For him, it depends on the mood that he’s in. If he’s in a bad mood or is eager he’ll be fast and rough. If he’s wanting to take his time, he’ll do just that.
Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)
He honestly doesn’t like them, nor does he realy ever have the time or space to actually have one.
He’s busy through the day after all
But at night he’s all yours.
R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)
He’s okay with risks but he won’t be the one to start anything that’s risky
He just does what you want.
S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)
He can go for about two to three rounds
He’ll eat you out between rounds whilst he gets his stamina up
T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)
He doesn’t own any toys, but if you want to use toys then he’s down for it.
He’ll only use toys on his partner.
U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)
He’ll tease his S/o until they actually begin to seem uncomfortable.
However, he can take a bit of teasing.
V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)
He isn’t really loud, he’ll just grunt and groan but the sounds he makes are just to die for
He’s a bit more on the quiet side
Will dirty talk, his voice his husky when he does it.
W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)
As a teenager (read: 18), he took part in a threesome and that’s what put him off of the idea.
X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)
Decent length, a solid 7-8 inches
It’s rather thicc as well
Gets asked if it will even fit pretty often
Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)
His sex drive honestly isn’t that high, so when he does have sex with someone it’s amazing.
Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
Sometimes he won’t fall asleep afterwards but on average it takes a good twenty or so minutes.
Heartbeat - Sherlock x Dead!Detective! Reader
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Sherlock stood still, a jaded look on his pale face as his curly locks loosely framed his murky grey eyes. In his hands was a bouquet of roses, he personally didn’t care too much for flowers but he knew that Y/n absolutely adored them. He remained calm and composed as he made his way through the hospital, looking for room 212, where Y/n was currently staying until she got better.
Y/n, in Sherlock’s opinion, was just about as foolish as everyone else in this useless thing we call society and yet, he would be lying if he said that he didn’t care for her all that much. See, Y/n had a trait that Sherlock saw most people these days didn’t really have. Loyalty. It was stuck in Sherlock’s brain that once you made friends with Y/n; she’d stay by your side until the end of the road for her.
As he made his way to the door, Sherlock stopped for a few seconds and glanced around. He assumed - no, he knew that Y/n wasn’t in the best of shape. She took two bullets to the chest after all and well that would most likely be hard for her to recover from.
With a hint of reluctance, Sherlock opened the door and walked inside, gently closing the door behind him as soon as he noticed that Y/n was asleep. She had a few tubes connected to her, mainly ones in her nose to help her breathe. Sherlock frowned at the fact that the detective had machines basically breathing for her. It was never a good sign.
As he looked over her body and examined the room, he deduced that Lestrade had been here not too long ago but that was to be expected. He knew that Lestrade cared deeply for the detective as she was his right-hand woman.
Reluctantly, Sherlock made his way to Y/n and smiled gently in a manner that seemed almost that of remorseful; he shook the feeling of dread and remorse away.
He watched Y/n as her chest rose up and down with hints of difficulty, her breathing was rather loud and was one of the only sounds that filled the room other than the occasional beeping from the heart monitor. He was glad that he could hear the sounds so clearly, it indicated that Y/n would probably be fine.
Her h/c hair was sprawled out behind her yet locks of it covered her eyes and hid them. With a frown on his face, Sherlock leaned down and pushed the locks of hair aside before he planted a tender, almost ghostlike kiss on to her forehead and pulled away. He took a seat as he watched her closely, his eyes would occasionally scan her body and the room for anything that seemed out of place because despite how calm the room was, something still felt off about the room.
Was he the thing that was supposedly off with this room? Was his presence unwelcome here? No, probably not. Sherlock told himself as he pushed the uncertainties back into his mind-palace and drove them away.
He observed Y/n as she stirred ever so slightly, worry in his eyes as her breathing suddenly hitched and the heart monitor beeped a bit more high-pitched than what he was used to. The sound made him wince.
He watched the heart monitor as it became slowly more and more unsteady, yet after a few moments, it became stable once more. Sherlock heaved a sigh of relief as he stared at Y/n with a look of concern in his eyes before a small chortle escaped him.
“Y/n, you’re an absolute idiot,” Sherlock whispered in a gentle tone as he got up and placed the bouquet of roses in a vase that was sitting on the window sill, his lip curled as he nudged the vase to the left ever so slightly so that it was a bit more pleasing on the eye for the majority of people.
Without even having to look back at her, Sherlock could tell that Y/n was beginning to wake up just from the way her body stirred what the slightest hint of unease. The blankets that were covering her body moved ever so slightly, the wrinkled creases in them shifted which was what ultimately gave it away.
“Y/n,” Sherlock whispered as he rushed to her side. He sat down on the chair alongside her bed as he held one of her hands in a secure yet gentle hold. He watched her with concern pooling in his orbs before he bit down on his lip. “Please, wake up!” He exclaimed the corners of his eyes became glossy as he saw her hand tense up ever so slightly.
“I…” He started before trailing off as he stared her down. What was this feeling in his chest? And why on earth was he, Sherlock Holmes, crying? He had no real reason to be crying. Y/n would be fine, wouldn’t she? “I need you, Y/n! I can’t live without you!” He exclaimed as his chest heaved, his body trembled as he broke down into tears as he clung to her body. He knew her fate, he knew what would happen.
Y/n’s eyes opened to reveal beautiful e/c coloured orbs, her eyes met Sherlock’s and her lips curved upwards into a sympathetic smile before she placed a loving kiss on Sherlock’s forehead as she sat up weakly. The area surrounding the bed faded into nothing but pure white as the tubes that kept her breathing also seemed to vanish.
“You’re back, again.” Y/n whispered as she hummed, leaning forwards and cupping his cheek into her cold hands. To Sherlock, her hands felt so soft and warm. He relaxed into her touch as he shrugged his shoulders in a nonchalant manner.
“What’s troubling you this time, Sherly?” Y/n spoke calmly as she moved her hands and wiped his tears away. There was an aura of warmth that Sherlock craved. “You can’t keep coming here, sweetheart. You do know that I’m just a part of your consciousness now, right?” She questioned before raising a brow.
“I - I couldn’t sleep,” Sherlock murmured as he coiled his arms around her tightly. Y/n’s quiet laugh snapped him out of his stupor, he looked up at her and cocked a brow.
“But you are asleep, Sherly.” She spoke as she reached up and rubbed the top of his earlobes which caused him to tense before he eased into her arms even more. “Were you having a tough time letting your mind rest?” She questioned before smiling lightly. Sherlock said nothing before he nodded meekly and glanced at Y/n with tired eyes.
“Eve-Everything just seems so… hard, since you’ve gone away.” He spoke as his lip quivered. He felt like a small child once more and he hated that feeling. “I keep having a hard time focusing and it’s getting to the people I care the most about,” He added on afterwards as he took a shaky breath. There was something about Y/n that just seemed to make all of his emotions run wild. He couldn’t say that he despised it too much, as in the short run it helped but in the long run it didn’t seem to have any solutions to his issues.
“Ah, I see.” Y/n spoke before she got up and hummed. She offered Sherlock her hand, which he slowly took and held firmly.
“I’ll take you back to bed,” She whispered as she felt him run a hand through her hair. She cuddled up to him and smiled more before relaxing into his touch.
“I hope you learn to love again soon, Sherlock.”
“I do love, Y/n. It’s you I love.” He whispered somberly as he looked to the side.
Requests - OPEN
Requests are open so feel free to send me some! I lowkey still can’t believe how many likes “Red Eyes” got! It’s insane! (Then again our boy Zeldris deserves all the love, right?)
Fandoms I’ll Write For: My Hero Academia (Boku no Hero Academia) The Seven Deadly Sins (Nanatsu no Taizai) Dragon Ball (Z Kai, Super, Movies, etc. If I know the character I’ll write.) Fullmetal Alchemist / Fullmetal Alchemist Brotherhood Attack on Titan (Shingeki no Kyojin) Ace Attorney Yona of the Dawn (Akatsuki no Yona) Marvel Sherlock Detroit: Become Human Mystic Messenger More to be added
What I WILL Write: Character x Reader NSFW Alphabet SFW Alphabet Headcanons Fluff Angst Lemon (Maybe)
What I WON’T Write: Character x Character (For now, but it might be mentioned in cheater scenarios) Character x OC (But I will do Character x (trait)!Reader) Crossovers (For now)
So uh, yeah! Send me some requests!
Fighting Tournament - Meliodas X Confident!Holy Knight!Reader
Summary: Meliodas and Y/n are both entering the town tournament in hopes of seeking information, however when Y/n badly loses a fight Meliodas can’t help but feel like he’s to blame.
Warnings: Swearing, Perverted behaviour, fighting/violence.
“Next up is Meliodas and Y/n!” Helbram called out, the crowds and Vaizel cheered loudly to a point it bordered being a distraction. Y/n stood tall as she walked out onto the fighting arena with a coy smirk on her face as she grinned. Y/n was a slightly muscular girl and was (tall/average/small), she had beautiful (h/c) hair that was tied up to keep it from getting in her way.
She looked calm but with a look of unspoken determination in her e/c coloured eyes. She took a deep breath before she hummed. “It’s an honour to be able to fight you at long last, Dragon Sin of Wrath.” She spoke with a grin on her face as she bowed at him before she smiled in a childlike yet eager fashion. The adrenaline in her veins was fueling her want to fight him and to win.
Meliodas rose a brow as he watched the h/c haired woman with curiosity in his eyes. “So, you know who I am? Sorry, but I have no idea who you are.” He spoke calmly, y/n flinched and tried to not take his comment to heart too much.
“I am Y/n L/n of Vaizel, Holy Knight in charge!” She spoke in a confident tone as she held her head up with pride. “And I will be the one who comes out on top!” She spoke in a confident tone.
Meliodas rose a brow and gave a perverted smirk. “So you like to top, eh? I can work wi-”
“Not in that way, you indecent swine!” Y/n spoke as she glared at him with a look of annoyance in eyes as she scowled at him.
“Don’t let him get to you, L/n!” Howzer cheered on from the sidelines despite the fact that he himself was somewhat badly beaten up from his fight with Diane. With a glare on her face, Y/n shot Howzer a look before replacing it with a grin and a thumbs up afterwards.
Meliodas grinned to himself, glad he had made the distraction that he had before he rushed forwards and allowed for his fist to collide with Y/n’s face. Or so he thought. Much to his surprise Y/n had caught his fist despite looking away from him, she then began to twist it.
“How did you - ack!” Meliodas yelped in pain as he felt his wrist being twisted and y/n’s other fist had collided with his stomach firmly. This process continued for a while with Y/n punching his stomach repeatedly before hitting him with so much force that he had eventually flown back and his back hit and scraped off of the floor.
The cloth of his shirt had torn pretty badly and his back was revealed, it had a few small cuts on it but fortunately, it was nothing too major. He forced himself back up onto his feet but had no time to react to Y/n suddenly rushing forwards and hitting him in the chest once more, he staggered back but had enough time to grip her arm and pull her towards him. She then tried to trip him up so he’d fall but when he began to go down he pushed them around so she’d cushion his fall… in more ways than one.
Meliodas grinned as he found his head softly cushioned between her chest, Y/n stared in shock as her eyes widened before she began to squirm underneath him with a deep blush spreading across her s/c coloured features.
“Get off of me, you swine!”
“But it’s comfy!” Meliodas spoke before he grinned at her and jumped back up onto his feet, he then looked back at Diane and winked at her. “Elizabeth, you’ll have to comfort me later on, okay?” He spoke with a pout on his boyish features before he turned his attention back to Y/n.
“Let’s get this over with, eh?” Y/n asked him as she rose a brow in a confident manner as she jumped back up to her feet. However, Meliodas soon vanished from her line of sight and she began to look around in a moment of rushed panic before gasping and almost choking as she felt something roughly hit her stomach. Looking down, Y/n saw what seemed to be a purple claw and her eyes widened.
“Wh-What is that thing-!” She started but was cut off as she felt herself beginning to be hit at from all angles. It forced her to move her body as electrifying pain began to shoot through her body. She felt her bones snap and she began to cough up blood.
“Referee! You gotta stop this!” Howzer yelled as he glared at the small referee.
“Captain!” Another voice called out, this one was a lot harsher. “You gotta stop this madness!”
The last thing Y/n saw was Meliodas staring down at her, his eyes a black colour with a tint of violet to her. After that all she saw was darkness.
“Stop it!” Y/n’s voice called out as she shot up, looking around with her eyes wide. There was a constant ringing sound in her ears that made it hard for her to focus. Her heart pounded against her chest as she struggled to regain her composure, her mouth felt dry as well.
After who knows how long, Y/n finally came to her senses and looked around the room. It took her a few moments to realize that this room wasn’t hers and she furrowed her brows in frustration. “How long was I…” She murmured softly before trailing off.
Slowly, the h/c haired woman sat up and looked around as she tried to figure out just where it was she is. As soon as her foot connected to the wooden floor a pain shot through her leg and she bit down on her lip to muffle her pained sounds.
“Ah! Y/n,” a feminine voice spoke, causing her to look up and stare curiously. What Y/n saw caused her to stiffen. It was Princess Elizabeth!
“Princess Elizabeth!” Y/n exclaimed in shock as her e/c eyes widened. Without further question, she got up and kneeled down so that she was bowing. “Please forgive me for my incompetence!”
“In...competence…?” Elizabeth repeated before she rose a brow at the h/c haired woman. “N-No! Not at all! Lady Y/n you aren’t incompetent at all! I swear!” Elizabeth exclaimed in surprise as she made her way to Y/n and helped her settle down onto the bed. “Please rest, you need it! Sir Meliodas feels terrible about what he’s done!”
Y/n shot a glare at the Princess before regaining her composure and nodding. “Alright, Princess.” She spoke slowly before sighing gently. She watched in disdain as Elizabeth left but said nothing. She couldn’t disobey the Princess of course.
After a few moments, a familiar blond haired person walked into the room, he gave a boyish grin. “Heya, Y/n!” He spoke as he made his way to her and hummed. “You’re looking better today!”
“Fuck off!” Y/n exclaimed as she looked away from him in annoyance. “I don’t need your help!”
Meliodas grinned. “Sorry Y/n, but I don’t believe you. After all, you were beaten pretty badly.” He added on afterwards. His tone of voice was clearly smug and had an ‘I’m better than you,’ tone to it. In Y/n’s opinion anyway.
“Yeah, by you, jackass!” “Exactly!” Meliodas spoke before he made his way to Y/n and hugged her gently, his head resting on her chest. “I’m here to nurse you back to health!” “Pervert!”
Reassurance - Ban x Drunk!Reader
Summary: Ban is getting bored of how quiet the Boar Hat is and is looking for someone he can have fun with by singing with him, he notices that Y/n was drunk and plans on convincing her into singing with him, but soon that idea goes completely out of the window.
Warnings: Mentions of nudity (In the bonus), Alcohol and Adult language, as well as Ban being cuddly-
Keys: B/f/n = (Ex) Boyfriend’s name.
Requests are open! I’ll make a list of fandoms I’m willing to write for in a while; promise!
Ban smiled as he looked around the tavern, as per usual all was quiet and he frowned in distaste. Sure, a few people would occasionally chat but to him, that just wasn’t enough. He missed the days when the Boar Hat was lively and he’d be able to chat, to sing with a variety of different people See, Ban had always loved to sing, even if he wasn't the best at it!
So he looked around before his eyes landed on Y/n as he grinned; see he knew that she was never the best and handling her liquor and that’s exactly what made his brilliant plan form.
He had heard Y/n sing in the shower before and it was actually rather good, amazing even! However, whenever he asked her to sing with him she would always find a good reason why she just couldn’t sing with him that night.
“Sorry Ban, I’m busy!” , “Maybe later, okay?” and “I have a sore throat, sorry,” were the most common of her excuses and it was beginning to drive Ban a bit over the edge.
So with a smirk on his face, he began to make his way towards the h/c haired woman with a playful look in his eyes. As he sat across from her he grinned, her flushed expression was enough to tell him that she was already tipsy if not drunk.
“Hey Y/n,” he commented smoothly, he watched with amusement in his eyes as he saw the normally calm h/c-nette look around in confusion as she tried to figure out who said her name. After a good ten or so seconds she finally looked at Ban before giggling rather loudly.
“Ba-Ban-! Hey!” Y/n hiccupped before she laughed quietly. “I didn’t see you there, Banny!” She exclaimed before hugging him tightly as she smiled at him almost in a teasing smile.
“How ha-” Ban started before Y/n eagerly cut him off.
“Drink with me, Banny!” She exclaimed loudly, Ban couldn’t help but smile at the role-reversal that was happening. Normally, he was the one who was trying to get her to drink with him. Not the other way around.
Ban chuckled lowly before he smirked. “Alright, but only because you asked so nicely,” he whispered to her in a teasing tone as he motioned Hawk over. He still found himself laughing at the sight of Hawk with a barrel of ale on his back as well as a little compartment for the wooden mugs.
“Hawk, Captain of Scraps Disposal is here!” The pig exclaimed loudly which caused Y/n to laugh loudly as she leaned down and pet the pig’s head gently before using the barrel to refill her wooden mug. Afterwards, she clumsily reached for another mug before filling it with ale as well.
“Stay here most of the night, Hawk!” Y/n slurred out before she grinned. Hawk squealed and oinked in surprise before turning his attention to Ban.
“Did you do this to her, Ban!?” Hawk questioned sharply as he narrowed his eyes at Ban, whose eye’s widened as he frantically shook his head.
“N-No! Not at all!” Ban yelled slightly. “It wasn’t me Master, I swear!”
Hawk said nothing before he sighed and trotted off, meanwhile, Y/n smiled as she began to drink from her wooden mug pretty quickly. Ban narrowed his eyes before he tilted his head at her as he watched her closely.
“Are you okay, Y/n?” Ban asked her quietly, concern growing in his crimson eyes as he watched her with a worried look in his eyes. He then furrowed his brows and sighed heavily as he noticed Y/n tense up in her seat.
“I’m fi-”
“Don’t lie to me, Y/n,” Ban cut her off firmly as he leaned across the table before tilting her head up so she’d be forced to look him in the eyes. As soon as they locked eyes, Ban noticed that her e/c eyes were red and rather puffy. With a frown on his face, he rose a brow and sighed rather heavily.
“What’s wrong, Y/n?” He asked her softly before he planted a tender kiss onto her forehead, a small sniffle escaped her and the next thing he knew she was in his arms and quietly sobbing.
“B/f/n, h-he-” Y/n stammered before she clung to Ban’s jacket tightly and began to sob more as she rested her head on his chest. Ban’s brows furrowed before he smiled apologetically and picked her up. He then carried her out of the bar and took her upstairs and into his bedroom.
Once inside he planted himself down on the bed and laid down, allowing Y/n to curl up on his chest and sob quietly. He wasn’t the best at emotions so he figured allowing her to just cry it out would be the best thing to do for the time to do for now. “Talk to me, Y/n. Let it all out. Okay?” He murmured softly.
“B/f/n… He…” She stammered before hiccuping between sobs. “H-He cheated on me with Vivian! Vivian of all people!” She exclaimed in annoyance before bringing her fist down on Ban’s chest. The punch didn’t really affect Ban all that much so he just smiled at her and sighed.
“B/f/n was a dick anyways,” he whispered before he ran a hand through her hair and sighed. “Just stay here tonight, okay?” He spoke gently before he put her down on the bed and pulled the blanket over her. Y/n smiled at the warmth before she frowned at Ban as he stood up.
Before he could walk away from her, she reached out and grabbed his wrist before she pulled him down onto the bed and smiled tiredly. “Stay with me tonight… I don’t want to be alone,” she begged him as tears pricked up in the corners of her eyes.
“A-Alright, there’s no need to cry about it! Jeez,” Ban murmured as he laid beside her and hugged her closer to himself. He rested his chin on top of her head before he smiled, he soon noticed that she began to relax and soon enough her soft breaths were the only sound that filled the room.
“Sleep well, sweetheart,” Ban whispered softly before he kissed her forehead and sighed gently. “I’ll teach that stupid ex-boyfriend of yours a lesson later on,” he whispered before shutting his eyes as he hugged her closer to himself. Soon enough he had fallen asleep with her in his arms.
Bonus:
The next morning, Y/n woke up with a small yawn. Her head was pounding as she looked around with confusion in her e/c eyes. She tried to sit up but couldn’t as she realized someone’s arms were holding her in place. Her face became beet red out of embarrassment. Did I have a fling!? She thought worriedly before looking behind her and noticed Ban fully naked.
Startled, Y/n let out a small scream and Ban shot up and looked around. After realizing there was no real danger he looked at Y/n and groaned tiredly. “What is it, Y/n?” Ban asked her quietly, his tone almost annoyed.
“Y-You’re naked!” Y/n exclaimed as she blushed deeply in embarrassment, Ban smirked and leaned forwards.
“You don’t have to scream just because your dream came true,” he murmured before he grinned at her. Y/n rolled her eyes at him.
“You wish!”
“I’m Still Better Than You, Stupid.” Endeavour x Villain!Reader
Warning: Minor Adult Language.
“News report just in,” the voice spoke; grabbing Enji’s attention as he looked at the screen with curiosity in his eyes. “There have been a variety of attacks in Himeji in the Kansai region, professionals believe this is the work of the infamous League of Villains once more!” The woman exclaimed as she tried to remain calm, behind her were a rather lot of explosions and people trying to evacuate the scene.
“Heroes are yet to arrive,” she spoke stiffly. “Leaving police officers and other emergency services to try evacuate civilians by themselves.”
Enji remained quiet for a few moments before he stiffened. Were there really no heroes on the scene? Wasn’t the Kansai region supposed to be filled with heroes as of late? Thoughts like that continued to swarm Enji’s mind but she shrugged it off; deciding that he’d just have to go there himself and assert his spot as the world’s second hero.
Rushing off, he quickly changed into his hero outfit as he ran a hand through his hair. “Himeji, here I come,” he murmured to himself as he furrowed his brows in worry before a sigh escaped him afterwards.
Surprisingly, it had only taken him about forty-five minutes at the most to arrive at the city. He looked around and furrowed his brows before he made his way to one of the collapsed building where civilians were trapped underneath. He kneeled down and heaved it up; using his quirk to make a secure way through the debris for people to get out. Then, one by one he would hold them and pull them out,
“Thank you, Endeavour sir-!” One of the firemen spoke as they saluted him. Endeavour shot a glare at the man.
“Don’t you dare thank me just yet! Not everyone is safe yet, you fool! Now get back to work!”
“Y-Yes, sir-!” The man stammered out, watching as Endeavour rushed off and began to repeat his action with all the collapsed buildings. He wanted so desperately to help and to try to avoid causing any more trouble until the other pro-heroes had shown up.
“Shigaraki,” Y/n spoke as she watched the scene from afar; a bored look in her cold e/c eyes as she stared ahead. “This is boring, can’t we let that toy Nomu out to play?” She asked in a humourless tone as she tilted her head to the side and stared at him; her eyes boring into his skull before she frowned in distaste. “I’m bored!”
“Deal with it, L/n!” Shigaraki spoke as he glared at her. His brow twitched as he felt himself beginning to claw at his neck out of frustration. Y/n just stared at him before she sighed.
“Ugh, if you insist. Asshole,” she spoke in distaste as she stood up and ran a hand through her h/c hair before sighing. “It’s been a while since I’ve seen Enji anyways…”
Enji continued to look around, soon enough he had single-handedly managed to free most of the people that were trapped.
“Oh, Enji!” Y/n exclaimed as she rushed to Endeavour before she smiled at him; the short-tempered male grunted in distaste before he sighed rather loudly.
“Y/n, glad to see another pro-hero here,” he spoke lowly before he smiled at the ‘hero.’
Shirudo: The Shielding Hero. With her quirk ‘Deflection’ she can cancel out quirks of the mind and deflect physical attacks back towards the person who sent them.
Y/n smiled and giggled. “I’m glad to see you again, Enji,” she spoke calmly; it was a half-truth in all honesty. She smiled sweetly at him before she waited calmly for him to use his quirk once more. And soon enough he had used it to try to melt the debris.
With a grin on her face, she quickly activated her quirk; allowing the fire to shoot back at Endeavour as his eyes widened in shock. “Y/n!? What are you doing!?” He demanded as he only narrowly avoided the flame from hitting him, he tensed and hissed when it managed to just scrape past his shoulder.
“I’m having fun, Endeavour. I doubt your sour ass doesn’t even know what fun is!” She yelled at him with a glare on her face as she began to laugh to herself. She then leapt back and laughed as he aimed another attack at her; this time deflecting it back at one of the buildings that were more stable than the other. It blew to smithereens, how many people did she kill? Five or fifty? More? Less? None?
“Stop this insanity!” Endeavour yelled as he glared, soon charging towards Y/n and pulling his arm back before he swung at her. Y/n glared at attempted to duck back but was met with a quick kick to the ankles that sent her down to the ground.
“I’m still better than you, Stupid,” Endeavour grumbled as he reached behind him for his quirk-restraining handcuffs. But he gasped upon realizing that they weren’t there. “My handcuff-”
“Looking for these?” Y/n teased before she smiled smugly at him and held up the restraints. In a swift movement, she had Endeavour’s hands cuffed together as she smiled teasingly at him. She pushed him down so he was kneeling as he stared at the floor in defeat.
“I’m still better than you, Stupid,” she repeated him in a smug tone as he stared at the ground in defeat. With his quirk being restrained he was completely powerless to her. With a cruel smile on her face, Y/n leaned down and kissed his forehead.
“Sleep well, Enji.” And with that, she had roughly slammed his head down onto the floor and knocked him out. She stared at his unconscious form for a good five to ten minutes before she sighed, bowed and ran off. Away from him, away from the scene.
“Maybe next time, you’ll be better than me. Stupid,” She whispered softly as she looked back at his body.
Beauty and the Beast - Levi Ackerman
Hanji smiled softly, looking down at all the children as they sat down at around her feet; they all smiled up at her eagerly. It was storytime in the daycare and as per usual, they were excited to hear what she had to say to them this time as her stories were always exciting and somewhat funny. Sometimes, Hanji told tales of mermaids and pirates, dragons slain by knights to save a princess! Tales of all different sort of people, both big and small that came in all shapes and sizes.
Armin looked up at Hanji with his large blue eyes that shone like the ocean in the midday sun. He said nothing but instead sat at her feet, hugging his blanket closer to himself before making a somewhat startled sound as he felt Annie rest her head on his shoulder with a tired smile afterwards.
"Is everyone ready?" Hanji asked with a raised brow, smiling widely as all of them nodded and continued to watch her with excitement and wonder in their childish eyes. Her smile faltered when she saw Levi in the background sigh in distaste before it returned as she saw her friend Y/N tug at his arm gently before scolding him.
"This story is a bit different, my dearies." Hanji began softly as she grinned down at them. "This story can be known as Beauty and the Beast. It's a tale of how two people that are complete opposites can become the best of friends and eventually husband and wife." She spoke as she took a look at Levi and Y/N in a not so discreet manner. However, Levi and Y/N were not husband and wife - just friends.
"It begins in a small town in France..."
***
Things were quiet as always in the small town, just the same old things going on. A young woman with H/C, H/L hair left the small cottage that she lived in. She was known as Y/N and was extremely beautiful, her E/C eyes left anyone she came across rather stunned but there was something special about her. She loved to read and write about pretty much anything. [I]The others in the village she lived in found her to be weird and rather odd and would have constantly made fun of her if not for her dazzling looks,
Today, however, she had a mission. She planned on trying to get out of town for a while to see where it'd take her. Her father was out of town for a few days due to a festival that he had to attend so Y/N was left in the house all by herself.
As she made her way outside the village, she looked at the scenery with awe in her angelic and kind eyes. It was only dawn, so oranges still mixed with the dark blacks of the nighttime sky. As she left the village and became more immersed in the beautiful scenery she felt herself feeling freer than she had felt in a long time. She loved the people in her town dearly and appreciated them all but at times it became stressful - especially with Nile's flirting and feeble attempts at courting her.
***
"Nile?" Marco interjected with a raised brow. "As in Mr -"
"Ssh!" Jean spoke harshly as he pulled away from Marco's embrace and hugged his horse teddy closer to himself. Hanji laughed.
"Let me continue," Hanji whispered,
***
Y/N's lips curved into a gentle smile as she began to walk up the hill, often having to pick up the skirt of her F/C dress so that she wouldn't trip and stumble. As she walked up to the top of the hill, the wind drew gently which blew her H/C hair back, a few strands fell into her eyes but she didn't mind. There was barely any wind in her town as it was surrounded by the hillside.
After a dreadfully long walk, Y/N finally reached the top of the hill. Her eyes widened as she took in the sights of the meadow and the forest, it was beautiful. The greens and yellows of the fields shone brightly in the morning sun whereas the forest remained hidden. It was like something from the books she read of the tales of faraway countries.
Y/N had always dreamed of travelling, but her family didn't have enough money to allow her to do such a thing. [I]Moving from Paris to this small town took her father of the rest of the money and now they were trying desperately to get it back through her father's inventions and desire to create and mend.
Many had suggested to young Y/N that she found herself a rich and handsome husband and marry him for his money. However, that was dishonest and Y/N hated nothing more than being dishonest. Liars disgusted her to the point she couldn't bear the thought of being dishonest to anyone. If she were to lie, she'd end up hating herself more than possible.
"I..." Y/N started, her voice was as smooth as silk. "I wish I could travel to places more like this," she whispered she her E/C eyes shuttered close, she breathed in the clean air with a gentle smile appearing onto her lips. She stayed like that for a few moments, remembering the places that her storybooks had described to her as clear as day. She wanted to travel to England, to see if the lochs and countryside were truly as beautiful as they had been told.
Her eyes opened once more and she smiled, deciding to take a risk as she made a step towards the other side of the hill. With a gentle smile gracing her lips she began to walk down the side furthest away from the village and soon enough her walk turned into a sprint. Her eyes widened and she began to laugh lightheartedly. Her laughter was almost as beautiful as she was, she had never felt so free!
Y/N continued to run, looking around as she grinned. Her E/C eyes trailed towards the beautiful forest and her lips curved up into a smile once more as her thoughts and senses became clouded with curiosity filled her body.
I think I'll be fine, Y/N thought as she changed directions and made her way towards the forest. She was confident that she wouldn't get lost and that she'd be smart enough to be able to navigate her way out of the forest. After all, how hard could it be? Hunters did it all the time with ease!
***
"Y/N went into the woods? That's scary!" Christa squeaked as she looked up at all of her friends with a timid gaze, Christa was one of the youngest in the group as she was only four years old. Her blue eyes teared up at the sides but she didn't cry.
Ymir huffed and hugged Christa close before looking away to the side and scoffing. "Don't think anything about it - idiot," she murmured softly.
Reiner pouted as he watched the two. "Christa! Come cuddle with me! I'll be nice!" he encouraged before they were all shushed by Mikasa.
***
Y/N soon stumbled far into the woods, she looked at the sky above and frowned as she noticed that the skies above became dark as grey clouds began to cover the sun. Her lips fell down into a frown as she looked around, desperately trying to remember which way she had come from. "Is it to the left...? No, that doesn't seem right-" she mumbled to herself as she began to fell herself become more and more stressed. Fear began to consume her body as she remained silent without as much of a clue as what to say to herself.
I shouldn't have left the village, she thought to herself with a dejected sigh as she made her way to underneath a tree as the rain began to fall from the sigh. She figured that she'd be able to wait things out under the treetops as she didn't want to get any more lost than she already was.
However, as time passed, the sky began to grow darker the rain had only begun to grow stronger which caused Y/N to become more and more worried and fearful about her own health. Her body felt like ice and she was practically shivering.
After a few moments, she heard a low growl from nearby and she began to fear the worst. Her E/C eyes widened in terror and she broke out into a fully grown sprint in any random direction. As she ran through the woods she stumbled a lot, occasionally tripping over a root but managing to regain her composure.
Never in her life had Y/N had to run so fast, with every step she took she feared that her life would quickly meet a horrible and painful death. She didn't want that, she wanted to live and to be able to explore. However, at that very moment, it felt as if fate had different plans for the H/C haired girl.
She soon tripped over on a root and fell to the ground, smacking her head off of the ground as she heard the low growls grow louder. Her vision began to blur as she tried desperately to get away from the beast that was hunting her down. As she moved back she could only see the hungry eyes of a wolf staring at her.
***
"Y/N's hurt!" Mina exclaimed as she clung to her teddy bear. She looked back at the H/C haired caretaker with wide eyes before she looked at the raven-haired man who sat besides Y/N with his arm around her. "M-Mr Levi-!" She sobbed out. "You need to save her!"
Levi remained silent before he nodded slowly. "I will, Mina, don't worry." He spoke before watching as Nanaba made her way to the children and sat down next to Mina, hugging the girl gently and quietly reassuring her that Y/N would be fine.
***
The wolf continued to approach Y/N with hungry eyes when all of a sudden it was hit in the side by a steel blade! The wolf whimpered, however, Y/N did not get to know the fate of the animal as she fell into an unconscious slumber. The last thing she remembered seeing was a figure as pale as the moonlight.
The next morning, Y/N woke up with a start. She had been expecting to wake up in her small bedroom in the house in the village but what she saw was the opposite. The bedroom was larger than the entire upstairs of her house and the walls were a rich scarlet with golden doves painted onto them. The bed was larger than hers by a landslide and had thick pillows and an F/C duvet.
She stepped out of the bed and tensed as she felt that the floor wasn't wooden but instead had a comfortable carpet covering it. [I]It was comfortable enough that it felt like she was walking on clouds. Towards the east side of the room was a large arch-shaped window that showed a most beautiful garden that included an orchard, unlike outside the town it seemed to be a lot more neatly kept than the wild scenery outside the village and as much as Y/N was confused the one thing that she knew was that this place - wherever it is she was - was absolutely beautiful.
Y/N smiled softly and looked at the west side of the room, where a large mirror with golden trimming hung up proudly. The H/C haired woman smiled and made her way towards the mirror before gazing into it. Her E/C eyes still looked tired, but there were no bags under her eyes which was pretty good. Her H/L, H/C hair was in a mess but there was no dirt in it so it wasn't the end of the world. However, her F/C dress had been replaced and she was now wearing an F/C nightgown that fit her body pretty decently, it was a bit big on her and old-fashioned, but that was better than something that was far too tight.
Y/N smiled to herself, soon stretching as she let out a small yawn. She didn't know if she should go to the door or not, after all, she might get lost or walk in on something that she just shouldn't see in general. Considering her options, she opted to just wait until someone came to collect her. The H/C haired woman then looked around, trying to see if she could find a hairbrush or a comb to try to tame her hair.
After a while, she found a brush, it was made from beautiful gold metal and has "Kuchel Ackerman" engraved onto it. Y/N smiled to herself and picked up the brush, beginning to comb through her hair until her beautiful H/C locks were tame and didn't look like she hadn't brushed in days. That's better, Y/N thought with a smile as she carelessly put the brush back on the vanity desk from where she had gotten it.
As she looked up at the mirror, she noticed that there was someone standing behind her and he looked very angry. The first thing that Y/N noticed was his eyes, they were a storm colour and were filled with complete and utter rage.
"Who gave you permission to touch that!?" The man yelled before shoving the girl aside to take the brush from her and he picked it up, staring at it closely. He inspected it closely before his storm-coloured eyes landed on Y/N who was trying to get away from him by taking small steps. "Stay still, brat," he growled out in frustration.
"I can't believe I even brought you here, I bring you here and you make a mess! I should have left you to the wolves so that they wouldn't have starved." He growled in frustration. "Who knows? Maybe then you would have been useful for something."
"Hey!" Y/N yelled as she scowled at him in annoyance. The raven-haired man remained silent as he rose a brow, waiting for Y/N to make her defence, yet she said nothing and just looked away/ He couldn't help but smirk at her. "That's what I thought," he grumbled softly as he soon began to clean the handmark off of the golden brush that he treasured so dearly.
***
"He's mean," Mina mumbled as she stared up at Nanaba who smiled awkwardly and nodded. Meanwhile, Levi just scoffed at Hanji's way of describing him but despite that, he knew it was pretty accurate. Sadly.
***
"Who are you, anyway?" Y/N asked as she rose a brow and sighed, she stared at the man in awe. If not for his mean personality and demeanour she would have been able to say that he was incredibly handsome. Not that looks cared, he was still being a jerk so far in all honesty and Y/N would rather have the nicest man in the world than the most handsome.
"Levi. Ackerman." He spoke shortly before looking at her as his lips tugged down into a frown that seemed pretty natural; Y/N assumed that he didn't smile all that often if not at all.
"Oh - well I'm-" Y/N began before she was cut off with a rather bitter laugh.
"I don't care who you are, brat. You're a brat all in all." The man, Levi, scoffed as he looked at her with a bored and rather smug look on his devilishly handsome face. Y/N huffed and turned her head the other way, crossing her arms as she stared at him in dismay before she went to leave the room.
"You're going out in that?" Levi demanded in a weirded out tone as he rose a brow before scoffing in dismay. "Whatever, it's your choice, brat. You could go out naked for all I care." He huffed as he soon looked at the bed and frowned. "God, you really are spoiled aren't you? You could have at least made the bed!"
"Me, spoiled!?" Y/N demanded in an offended tone as she rose a brow, her face becoming red in anger as her E/C eyes refused to meet his gaze. She felt like she'd snap and yell at him if she looked at him. "That's rich coming from you, seeing as you've got your head shoved so far up -" Y/N began before taking a deep breath and shaking her head before sighing and forcing herself to calm down.
Levi smirked and rolled his eyes before he went to the door and opened it. "Get dressed into something more... proper, I'll have someone here to come to help you dress," he spoke coldly before shutting the door behind him without giving her any time to even consider responding.
Honestly, he has some nerve! Y/N thought as her fist clenched and then unclenched once more. There was soon a knock at the door which caused for Y/N to jump, looking at the large door in confusion before she sighed softly. "Who is it? Levi, if it's you then I don't want to talk!" The woman called out as she frowned, crossing her arms whilst staring intently at the door. If she stared any harder it probably would have burst up into flames.
"What, no? I'm not Levi," another voice spoke. It wasn't Levi's voice as it had some emotion to it but was still rather stiff. Y/N relaxed and sighed softly and she smiled, grateful that it wasn't the cruel and harsh Levi. "May I come in? My name is Mike, by the way." His smooth voice spoke in a soothing tone as to not annoy or possibly scare the girl.
"Oh yeah," Y/N spoke as she took a seat on the bed, her knees pressed together as she stared at the door as she watched it open to reveal a tall man who was rather muscular, he had dirty blonde hair that was in curtains. Y/N was confident that if she moved his hair it would have hidden his eyes. "Y/N L/N."
"Well Y/N." Mark started smoothly as he smiled at her. "It's an honour to meet you," he spoke with a bow afterwards before taking her hand into his and kissing the back of her hand. Y/N gave a sweet smile and a giggle that momentarily made the tall, charming man lose his composure. One thing he noticed was that she had a scent of (favourite flower) around her. Mike liked the smell, it calmed him down greatly.
"Anyways, you should get ready," Mike spoke slowly, it sounded like an offer but it wasn't. If Levi wanted something done, Mike made sure that it would have to happen. The look in his dark eyes proved that and Y/N scowled.
Was this what was to become of her? A servant to such a horrible and cold man? Who knows.
"Levi expects you to be there at dinner. Wear something presentable," Mike ordered with a sigh afterwards as he made his way back to the door. He ignored Y/N's cold glare and answered her question before she could even ask it:
"You will go, Lady L/N. Or I'll drag you there myself."
***
The children all stared, some of them looked satisfied with the cliffhanger of an ending and others not so much. The children had instantly begun to ask questions and discuss. But discussing soon became arguing.
"Poor Y/N!" Sobbed out Christa as she clung to Reiner, who was just smiling and rubbing her back gently as if to calm her down.
"Honestly, she deserved it for running off like an idiot," Ymir scoffed. "Did not!" Christa shouted back with a huff before she clung to Y/N, startling the H/C haired woman before she laughed gently. "You're going to be okay, Christa." Y/N reassured her.
"Please don't leave us, Y/N!" Christa exclaimed with a soft sniffle afterwards. Levi loudly scoffed, grabbing everyone's attention.
"Like I'd ever let anyone harm Y/N. She's such an idiot that she needs me around her." Levi scoffed, rolling his eyes despite Y/N's half amused - half offended expression.
"Y/N L/N. You belong to me."
Red Eyes - Zeldris
“Stop it,” she whimpered out as she curled up into a ball on the cold marble floor; she felt the eyes of her so-called lover stare her down; his dark eyes bore into her soul as she shuddered. She found herself incapable of looking at him, she didn’t want to look at him in fear that his eyes would be able to hypnotize her once more. “I don’t see what the issue is, my love,” he spoke calmly; a deranged and lovesick tone to his voice as he kneeled down to Y/n's level. “Don’t make me use my commandment on you, sweetheart.”
His tone bordered that of threatening as he used his forefinger and thumb to grab her chin and tilt it up so her bloodshot turquoise eyes were forced to meet his love-sick black ones. Looking at him now, Y/n noticed that his eyes had a red tint to them that she hadn’t seen before. Zeldris stared her down, a look of annoyance visible in his eyes before he scoffed at her, He adored Y/n, sure, but her constant refusal of doing what we wanted her to was beginning to drive him to the point of near insanity. Why couldn’t she see how much he loved her? He did everything in his power to keep her safe and this was the thanks he received!?
“You’re so ungrateful,” he scoffed in annoyance before he ran a hand through his hair and sighed in frustration. He stared at Cadenza before his brows furrowed; he felt a wave of rage and lustful desire rush through his body before his lips curled up into a sadistic smile as he stared down at her; his eyes unblinking. “I should change that,” he murmured lowly to her.
“Zeldris, don’t!” Y/n yelled out as her eyes widened in realization. A yell of pain escaped her as her lover threw her back down to the ground as he stood up, an arrogant look on his face before he laughed lowly. “Please,” Y/n whimpered helplessly as she shook her head at him. “Don’t go through wit-”
“Or what?” Zeldris asked, cutting her off as he grinned back at her smugly; both of them knew that he was in control here and that she could do nothing to change that. Zeldris was in control and that was the end of it. “You’ll fight me? You’ll run from me? Y/n, you can’t get away from me because no matter where you go I’ll always find you.”
Y/n fell into a pitiful silence as she looked away, staring as Zeldris grabbed a silver goblet that had very intricate designs on it; she recognized the demon clan crest on it. She only realized the crest because Zeldris had it on his forehead. However, what stood out the most to her was the dragon’s breath opal on it, the gem was a mix of colours; mainly a variety of purples, reds, or yellows.
“It’s beautiful, isn’t it?” Zeldris spoke lowly, a smug tone to his voice as he poured a horrible mulberry colour liquid into the goblets; the liquid seemed to bubble in the fancy silver container and released a stench that made Y/n shudder. Her stomach began to churn as she stared on in distaste, a loud sigh escaped her pale lips as she sat up; her green eyes staring at Zeldris as he made his way towards her.
“Let’s have a toast, my love,” Zeldris spoke with an offsetting smile on his twisted features. He managed to hold both of the goblets in one hand, the other forced the taller woman onto her feet as he handed her the goblet. “To your freedom, of course.”
Y/n stared, her eyes narrowed ever so slightly as she looked at the man; confusion filled her mind as she looked at him in disbelief. She doubted he meant anything by his words but she knew better than to question him. Reluctantly, she took the goblet into her hand; the stench was enough to make her shudder as she gagged in distaste. “What even is this?” She asked him as she stared at him, once again her eyes never left him.
A low chuckle escaped the other man’s lips as he stared at her before smiling. “It’s demon’s wine, my love,” he spoke before smiling reassuringly. “Anyways, to us!” Zeldris exclaimed as he raised the goblet into the air, he watched her with a weird look in his burgundy tinted eyes.
Y/n forced a smile before she drank from the goblet before gagging at the taste of the so-called wine, it was thick and had a strange metallic taste to it; she forced herself to not cough it back up and instead stomached it. However, she did wince and pull a slight face in response to the horrible drink.
“Horrible, isn’t it?” Zeldris asked her as his lips upturned into an amused grin as he stared at the feeble human like she was his prey. “Demon’s blood does taste horrible to humans, doesn’t it?” He asked in amusement as he watched her.
As if on cue, she had begun to cough and gag before she threw up blood; she fell to the ground and continued to gag before clawing at her throat ever so slightly. Her body felt as if it were being consumed by fire which caused her to tense up more, she sputtered and coughed more; all of the movement she was doing made her hit her head on the floor and eventually black out.
Zeldris stared the entire time before he picked up the goblet, he made sure he caught it with all the liquid inside. “She should wake up soon,” he murmured to himself in amusement as he placed the goblets aside; he’d clean them up later on if he had to do so. He remained by Y/n's side as time ticked on before he grinned to himself, a coy look on his handsome features as he kneeled down by her side.
After a solid five or so minutes, Y/n coughed before she sat up; her eyes opened and Zeldris grinned at the result as he burst out into joyous laughter. “This is great! This is perfect! You’re my toy at last! Now you can’t say no!” He cackled happily to himself as a wicked grin made its way onto his face.
Y/n’s eyes were no longer e/c. Now they were red and had no emotion in them whatsoever. If Zeldris didn’t look better then he’d say she resembled that of a doll as she just stared at him.
“You’re finally mine,” he whispered as he smiled and cupped her cheeks into his hands. “And you’re beautiful,” he whispered endearingly before he pulled her into a tender kiss with a smile on his face.
“Now you can’t ever say no.”
