After the groups close call with Grail and his men in the theater, you take care of a wounded and restless Sherlock, though he insists he does not need it. The gentleness of your care, awakens feelings in Sherlock he has tried very hard to hide.
by @/make-me-imagine
⋆。°✩ SECRETS AND CONFESSIONS
Enola has had a hunch of her brother having a crush on his assistant, and she just might be right.
⋆。°✩ prompt: “Be quiet, they’ll hear us!” + “I might be having feelings for you, I’ve had them for a while.” “Yeah right.” “I’m serious.”
by @/swanimagines
⋆。°✩ SUDDEN HOSTILITY
You can't quite understand Mycroft's newfound hostility toward you.
by @/multifandomdiva
⋆。°✩ A STRONG OPINION
After a case closed Holmes is forced to attend a gathering hosted by a lady dowager and meets an intersting person
by @/365daywritingchallenge
⋆。°✩ A STUDY IN CARE
In their early courtship, Y/N exhausts herself helping Sherlock, forcing him to set aside his pride and show unexpected care.
by @/aetherialmuse
⋆。°✩ TERRIBLY CONFOUNDING
One of the articles that you’d read had claimed that Sherlock could size up a person in a minute. You couldn’t help but wonder what on earth he’d managed to ascertain about you.
by @/youvebeenlivingfictional on ao3
⋆。°✩ TO MAKE A FOOL OF ONESELF
Sherlock has never been good with social interactions. Especially when it comes to his upstairs neighbor in flat 221C. He tried to interact with you as one would normally but every attempt he makes ends in utter failure.
Hi! Still sobbing about valko too T-T so can I request him playing kitty cards with a competitive mc? I was looking forward to seeing what it would be like playing with him, especially as someone who gets a liiiitle too competitive 🥲
Valko knew he was competitive when it came to kitty cards but he couldn’t help it when the reward for winning was chocolates. Despite his competitive streak he will always let you go first if you wish so. This time you choose to go second. Getting one more card then him. Valko went first placing a pink kitty in its matching cup and getting ten points. You place your card, gaining eight points.
Valko plays aggressively, sometimes switching your cards for his. But gets playful whenever you do the same by “accident”. “Did I miss something or wasn’t I winning a second ago?” Valko loves using Meow This! followed by a “Sorry, moonbeam.” He loves how the both of you are so intense about a card game, but would never rub a win in your face despite anything during the game. He would always share his chocolates with you when winning.
Thanks for reading & requesting ⋆.ೃ࿔˚ divider by @/dollywons
How many Valko requests can I send? Because there's 8 prompts I would love to request but I don't want to be demanding, no matter how much I love the prompts 🥺 Thanks!
Request however many you want 💞 and I'll try my best as soon as I can to finish them (don't worry about it anon 💕)
IVE HEARD YOUR REQUESTS ARE OPEN FOR VALKO BLESS YOUUUU
i was wondering if could request a valko x reader like hurt/comfort thing cuz i’m craving. i was thinking like after some kind of mission where they fought some wanderers together, valko got hurt in secret and only showed reader when they were back home.
readers obviously super fussy and worried for him cuz wtf why wouldn’t you tell me you got hurt.
YK THAT ONE AUDIO THATS LIKE “i got shot in my bullet proof vest baby girl i’m okay” “it’s like dropping your watch in the water, that’s not water proof that’s water resistant” that vibe ughh🤤
i love the “looks ugly…” “awh man…” “i couldn’t have more clearly been talking about the giant wound on your side.” prompt so i was hoping i could be fed that, please and thank you🙂↕️🙂↕️💕💕💕
Here it is! (Two fics in a day crazy for me.) IT'SSS A LOT MORE SAPPY, then probably requested. Awesome request got my brain going. Thank uuu, for requesting!
⋆.ೃ࿔˚ summary ‣ prompt “looks ugly…” “awh man…” “i couldn’t have more clearly been talking about the giant wound on your side.” (request!) valko hides an injury and you reprimand him for it
⋆.ೃ࿔˚ pairing ‣ valko x gn! reader
⋆.ೃ࿔˚ warnings ‣ minor blood, large wound (not described!) & one curse word
⋆.ೃ࿔˚ word count ‣ 458
⋆.ೃ࿔˚ author's note ‣ REQUESTS FOR VALKO ARE OPEN! (hyperfixating on wolfie and am just writting some fluffy stuff)
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You knew something was wrong with him. You weren't blind. He wasn't telling you something. The whole mission he'd been weird. Preferring his left over his right side and being a lot more cautious. You knew you couldn't get it out of him. You've been with him long enough to know he'd tell you eventually. You still pried despite this.
“Do you have something to say?”
“What's bothering you?”
Was just some of the questions you asked, all answered with various forms of no. Once the both of you were out of danger you laid into him.
“Clearly something's bothering you. What aren't you telling me?” His wolf ears flattened against his head. He slowly moved a part of his jacket showing you the wound hiding underneath. “Looks ugly,” he pouts. “Awwww, man.”
“I couldn’t have more clearly been talking about the giant wound on your side.” You lightly shoved him. “Don't ever do THAT again. Shit like this can get you killed.” You quickly ushered him to your shared apartment. You are the one who usually needs treatment for injuries after battle. He’s the calmest ever when treating you but now. “Okay, It’s not that serious. You can stop panicking.”
“I’m not panicking.” He shot you a look. “Your breathing’s sporadic and your heart rate’s elevated. Deep breaths, moonshine.” He should not be the one calming you down, it should be the other way around. Valko placed his hand over his wound. “Once I pull the bullet out, you’re gonna need to put pressure on it.” You nodded, Valko forced you to make eye contact with him. “In three, two,” he pulled out the bullet, you acted quickly but still there was blood. Thankfully not a lot of it.
“See, I’m fine.”
“Sure, you are, wolf boy.” He winced once you applied more pressure. “I know, I know,” you hastily said. “You are an idiot. I hope you know that.”
“Oh, I’m well aware but you love me.”
“I never said I didn’t.” Every fifteen minutes you swapped the gauze for a new one and so for the next what felt like forever until the bleeding stopped. The stitches would be taken care of by his new medical machine that can perform simple procedures. Once you’d set it up you left to make him something to eat, his evol drains his energy, and drink. He joined you in the kitchen as soon as he was done.
“You’re shaking.” He looked at his hands. “I guess I am.”
“You can talk to me about it.”
“They had a clear shot of you. For a second I thought I was gonna lose you and I couldn’t bear it.”
“You will never lose me. No matter how hard you try.”
Im soo sad theyre deleting Valko. Admittedly Id probably not main the man but I was so excited for his orbits (MC outfit was quite badass too) he was soo gooffy and silly in the promotional vid I was having cutenes aggression.
My heart broke a little when they took down all content related to him. Im forever thankful to everyone who made edits and reposted his photos.
To console ourselves...can we please have a senario where MC/non-MC/reader is affected by a protocore that temporarily made them a wolf? Like ears and tails and fangs and claws and Valko just made it his mission to teach his new puppy how to be a wolf?
Thank you!
Sorrryy, I took a bit but I've been swamped with exams. Anyways, here is the fic. Yeaaah, he probably would have been my main just bc he's exactly what I thought was missing in lads. (was planning to redownload the game for him). But a good thing i've seen google drives going around with the saved promotional content of him, so at least it's archived somewhere.
⋆.ೃ࿔˚ summary ‣ (requested!) after a mission gone wrong, a protocore affected you causing you to have wolf ears and a tail, valko drops everything to help you
⋆.ೃ࿔˚ pairing ‣ valko x gn! reader
⋆.ೃ࿔˚ warnings ‣ none
⋆.ೃ࿔˚ word count ‣ 460
⋆.ೃ࿔˚ author's note ‣ REQUESTS FOR VALKO ARE OPEN! (althought it's gonna take me a bit to get them all done bc it's the middle of exam season)
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An explosion of noise. People, cars, birds, even the buildings, everything was too loud. What were you doing before this? ...A mission? It clearly went very wrong. You could faintly hear the familiar voices of Tara and someone. But the last time you spoke he left Linkon. Then came the smells, everything all at once. Your head felt like it was being drilled into. Make it stop.
"Hey, hey, I'm here." Warm hands pressed your cheeks, amber eyes stared at you, he smelled like the forest, chocolate and... Valko, when did he get here? "Hey, focus on me," His breathing was sporadic. His eyes, blown wide. His wolf ears, folded back. His heart was a steady rhythm. He really was here. Why was he worried? The pain that had been an after thought, made itself known. Blooming from your hands to your back and finally solidifying on your head.
You couldn't hold yourself up anymore. Valko was there to catch you. His arms being your only anchor as the world melted away. "You're here."
"Where else would I be?"
You woke up, not on the street but in Valko's house. In his arms, they tightened around you once he realised you were awake. "What happened?"
"You look like me, now."
"Be serious for a minute."
"I am," his hand moved from hugging you to touching your tail. You had to do a double take. Then his hand moved on to your head, where wolf ears have sprouted. "How..."
"A protocore, I'll fix it." You didn't know how to react to the information. "What if I don’t want it fixed?" His hand stilled, he stopped breathing for a second. “Why would you want to be like me?”
“I love you, why would I miss the chance to understand you deeper?” He suddenly nuzzled into the crook of your neck. His smell overpowered everything else. Just him. Nothing else mattered. “Alright, then you’re gonna need someone to show you the ropes.”
“Good thing I know just the wolf.”
“Can I meet them?” You pinched his nose and held it, shaking his head from side to side. “You silly wolf.”
“Right back at you,” It was difficult getting used to your new ‘abilities’. The worst of it was the noise. “Just focus on my heart beat. Drown everything else out. Just on me.” Like he said everything else drifted away. The phone call a mile away, the squawking of crows, the falling of leaves, only Valko stayed. Everything was manageable when you knew how to calm your mind. An anchor, he called it, something to keep you focused and not falling apart. Sometimes it’s a person, other times an object or even a song.
“What’s your anchor?”
“I thought it was obvious.”
“You.”
Thanks for reading & requesting! (it's a little more sappier then requested bc i'm in my feeelsss. i hope it's still okay)
I'm opening request again but ONLY for Valko (LADS). Send away!
⋆。°✩ note! I don't write smut or anything suggestive (read more here!) but other then that pls don't request angst I cannot take writting angst for Valko atm.
♡ ₊˚‧ ꒱ author's note ‣ wrote this while very tired and most of the fics will be like this as i have to get up a 6 AM for college (fuuun)
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Aerion comes from a long line of powerful magicians that work for the Eye. Of course they first have to prove themselves before being recruited by the Eye. Aerion can’t believe his cousin got chosen before him. His time will come or so his father tells him. His skills lie in illusions. He prefers working alone but knows he can’t do some tricks on his own. The only other person he works with is you. Everybody else he’s tried to work with usually ends up in a fight.
This time he reluctantly teamed up with Valaar and a few of his friends to perform a bunch of acts in various places across King’s Landing. Valaar and you were paired up as your expertise lie in escapism. In case something went wrong, and something did. Once Aerion got word, he finished his act early, caring little for the amusement of the watcher his friend was in danger. He arrived at the scene almost too late. Your trick had included knives as an extra addition, ones Valaar was hypnotising someone to throw.
One went straight through your hand and the other was in one of your legs. Aerion wanted to beat the shit out of the audience participant but they were nowhere to be seen. You were losing a lot of blood, mostly from your leg. Aerion ripped parts of his shirt, tying it around your wound, hoping to slow down the bleeding. As soon as he was sure you wouldn’t bleed you in his arms, he picked you up, carrying you off the stage. “How could you let this happen? I thought you had everything planned down to the second?”
“We did,” he’d scold Valaar later, you needed immediate medical attention. That idiot at least called an ambulance. When you were discharged, Aerion didn’t allow you to lift a finger and Valaar had a back eye. Sending you a photo of him in the hospital along with the words control your dog. You knew who he meant by that, but Aerion had never swung on his family, least of all Valaar. You wanted to practice your next trick. None of your equipment was where it usually is.
“Aerion, where is my stuff?”
“You will get it back once you are fully better.”
Not the answer you expected or wanted.
“Why did you punch Valaar?”
“His confidence in his abilities caused you harm. I don’t take that lightly.”
“Why? Why do you care? You could always find a new partner.”
“I don’t need one. Why would I? When I have you…”
“Well. this is clearly not working out as you don’t trust me!”
“I do. I just know that you’ll jump right back into training and probably injure yourself more. I don’t want that.”
You were left speechless. “Do you need me to spell it out for you? There’s no one else I’d work with, if it isn’t you. I wouldn’t even think about joining the Eye if you weren’t by my side. They can fuck themselves. I love you and the possibility of losing you made me realize that. When I should have known sooner.”
final event of this acc (probably), for a while i've been thinking how to (kind of) end this acc bc writing on tumblr doesn't bring me the same joy and enjoyment anymore and hasn't for a while. i'll probably post once in a blue moon after this but... we shall see (list might change as i wrote this while sick)
♡ ₊˚‧ ꒱ summary ‣ ghostface au! ghostface is running rampant yet again in woodsboro and you manage to figure out who it is + headcanons of aerion & valaar as ghostface
♡ ₊˚‧ ꒱ pairing ‣ ghostface! aerion targaryen x gn! reader & ghostface! valarr targaryen x gn! reader
♡ ₊˚‧ ꒱ author's note ‣ aerion has the nickname ri bc i think it's funny. i do not condone anything that i've written in this fic. it's all fictional.
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Another ghostface had appeared in Woodsboro, attacking people in your college. Woodsboro didn’t have too many to begin with and now yours was a target of a serial killer. A professor and two students you were in a group project with. Therefore you are under surveillance by the police, who first thought you could be the killer but were ruled out by video footage. Now one of possible victims.
Your parents are out of town, trying as fast as they can to get home, so that you can stay with them. In the meantime Valaar has offered his uncle’s house as a place where you can stay. Maeker is more than happy for you to welcome you as you are Valaar’s best friend and close with his second son, Aerion. This new ghostface doesn’t have the most different m.o. to the other ghostfaces, the only difference is he or they write messages in the victims blood. But that’s mostly speculation.
“Aren’t you the least bit interested?” Aerion asked as he and Valaar have decided to keep you company in the guest room. “What? My peers being murdered? No.” You were on your hundred game of uno as all the internet can talk about is the murders. “Not that! In who it is…”
“Not really, but I bet there will be another movie. Sidney isn’t even around. So free rain for them. How fun… You like those movies right, Ri?” He looked up from his cards. “Yeah, I’ve watched them a couple of times. I mean they are a standard for the modern slasher.” You and Valaar had been friends since elementary school. Aerion used to make fun of the two of you. Well, mostly you and Valaar was always there to defend you. Aerion got in via basketball scholarship and Valaar as an english major.
You never understood why Aerion stayed in Woodsboro, his scholarship could have lead him almost anywhere. That’s when you remember something. “Ri? Didn’t you sleep with one of those girls?” Valaar had been in the middle of slipping you the winning card, his hand suddenly very still. “You bitched to me about her, how she was spreading some bullshit about you.”
“Oh, yeah.” Valaar said as if he also just remembered that. “She said you moaned another girl’s name while fucking her, right?” Aerion’s fist clenched his cards tighter. “I see you two are conspiring.”
“How do you think I’ve been winning every round? Look, sorry for bringing it up. I didn’t think it’s still bothering you.”
"At least someone has the decency to apologise,” Aerion said as he shoved Valaar. You took this as a cue to leave and get more snacks and refreshments. You made slight conversation with Maeker and the police officer before heading back to the room. Now, only Valaar was there on his phone. “Where’s Ri?”
“He got butthurt or something and left to his room. Just leave him to cool off.” He said patting the spot next to him. You spent the rest of the night watching movies and talking until you couldn’t. Aerion never rejoined you.
The next day news broke that another victim by ghostface was claimed, last night. Your ex boyfriend had been burned alive. You broke up with him a month ago because he had cheated on you. Were you next?
“I’m gonna die. Whoever it is clearly hates him and must want me dead also. I mean we dated for three years. They could hate me by association.” Valaar was trying to calm you down. His arms wrapped around you as you cried. Your frustration being expressed through tears. “Do you hear yourself? You sound ridiculous. No one’s gonna hurt you under my watch. Aerion might seem like he gives less of a fuck but that asshole cares about you.”
Aerion had been the one who found you when you found out about your cheating ex. Held you not too dissimilar to how Valaar is right now. He said he’d make the fucker experience the worst kind of pain. Aerion did have a fascination with fire. Was it him? He does have a connection to the previous two murders, the professor being his only a year ago. “It’s Ri,” you muttered. “What?” Valaar had asked. You ripped yourself out of his arms.
Hastily packing your stuff and trying to get out of the door. Aerion stop you. “Why in such a rush to leave?”
“I don’t feel safe here. If ghostface killed someone in their own home, they could do so here.” Aerion pushed you back in, locking the door behind him. “I don’t think that’s the truth. Do you, Valaar?”
“No,” Valaar placed his hands on your shoulder, pulling you closer to him. Until your back was pressed against his chest. “I knew you’d figure it out, sweetie. So sad that bitch of a boyfriend had to die first.” Aerion took the bag of stuff you’d packed. “Valaar fought really hard to be the one to kill him but my method was much more preferred.” Valaar was the other ghostface?
The shock on your face told Aerion everything he needed to know. “Oh, you didn’t suspect your sweet innocent best friend?” He wrapped his hands around your waist. “I can scream.”
“Oh, you do that. But the cops won’t hear you. They’ve been dealth with.”
“Why do this?”
“For you.”
𝔞𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔬𝔫 𝔱𝔞𝔯𝔤𝔞𝔯𝔶𝔢𝔫
♡ ₊˚‧ ꒱ His preferred way of killing people always involved fire in some way. He wants to make it as painful as possible no matter how insignificant that person is to him. He relishes in other people’s pain and agony. The only person where that’s not the case is you.
♡ ₊˚‧ ꒱ He’d had a crush on you since he could remember. You could do no wrong in his eyes. He’s always had to watch you from a distance as you’d always been closer to his brother.
♡ ₊˚‧ ꒱ He loves the nickname you have for him. He engraved it in his skin the day when you first used it. No other girl compares to you. He’s had many flings as he is a very horny teenager. He always imagines you when fucking them. They are just practise for you.
♡ ₊˚‧ ꒱ They’d already agreed Valaar would be your first as he’s the gentler of the two. Aerion isn’t too happy about that but accepts it.
♡ ₊˚‧ ꒱ He could have left the state for a better college but he just couldn’t leave you and Valaar. Over college the two of you got closer. He showed he wasn’t just a piece of shit on more than one occasion.
♡ ₊˚‧ ꒱ He’s ghostface for the fun of it and for revenge on the people that harmed him and you. On the top of both of their lists was your ex boyfriend.
♡ ₊˚‧ ꒱ He isn’t above kidnapping and trapping you if you react negatively to them being ghostface. He’s not letting you go now especially that you know their identities. All they’ve done for you.
𝔳𝔞𝔩𝔞𝔯𝔯 𝔱𝔞𝔯𝔤𝔞𝔯𝔶𝔢𝔫
♡ ₊˚‧ ꒱ Valaar liked the mess when it came to killing, the blood. He didn’t like the act of killing, he found no enjoyment in the life fading from people’s eyes.
♡ ₊˚‧ ꒱ When his friends started talking about love and crushes, he realised he’s always loved you. Loved being around you. Anywhere was better with you by his side.
♡ ₊˚‧ ꒱ He had never been with or dated any other person. You were the only one he wanted to be with. No matter if you were with someone once you realised he loved you, he would be the only one for you too. The others won’t matter it’ll be only you and him.
♡ ₊˚‧ ꒱ In high school he noticed Aerion’s lingering looks and had heard plenty of rumors about his slip ups. He knows his brother is in love with you and he’s fine with it as long as Aerion’s kind and nice to you. The moment that stops he’ll have no problem removing him.
♡ ₊˚‧ ꒱ During college the two of you had gotten even closer. He had joined you for many parties. Stepping in when people got uncomfortably close. You weren’t the same major but found time to study together and where he could he would help.
♡ ₊˚‧ ꒱ He wasn’t a fan of your most recent boyfriend. He had noticed his eyes wandering more than once and had heard only bad things from his exes. He knows you won’t listen to him. So, he has to wait and be there when you get your heart broken to pick up the pieces.
♡ ₊˚‧ ꒱ He wasn’t, Aerion was. Valaar will regret it for the rest of his life. You had forgiven him but he didn’t forgive himself. He should’ve been there. Since that day you and Aerion had gotten closer, not as close as you and Valaar but still.
♡ ₊˚‧ ꒱ He agreed to Aerion’s plan to become ghostface so that he can remove all the obstacles standing in the way of you being with them. He will never do anything to harm you unless you provoke him too much.
ੈ✩‧₊˚ summary → ⧼ epic 2013 au! ⧽ kind of a choose your own ending weather you want to end up with sylus or xavier
ੈ✩‧₊˚ pairing → king of rot! sylus x gn! reader & leaf man! (yandere!) xavier x gn! reader
ੈ✩‧₊˚ warnings → death & murder
ੈ✩‧₊˚ word count → 723
ੈ✩‧₊˚ author's note → don't ask why xavier is suddenly yandere, i don't have an answer
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Xavier had you in his arms. He can’t believe some of the best leaf men couldn’t secure your safety. “Let. Me. Go.” Why are you so mad at him? He saved you from almost certain death. The king is known for being ruthless. He would have killed you despite his swarming thoughts. He listened to you, placing you on a nearby branch. “What’s the matter? Are you injured?” You gave him the meanest glare. “No, I’m fine. Take me back.”
“Back? To your death?”
“You don’t understand,” you tried reasoning desperately. “NO, you don’t understand. I didn’t wait for years for you to die by his hands.”
“Wait for me? You planned to do this. You planned to have me trapped with you, with no way home unless it was you who decided.”
“You saved me. You helped me. You’re the only one I’ve ever had feelings for. I wanted to spend more time with you.”
“I saved you?” Had it been two fairies you helped as a kid? “I thought I’d be fine with you not remembering but I’m not.” Suddenly Sylus appeared, his arm still bleeding. It took everything in you not to reach for him. “I would have let her go if that’s what she wanted. There was no need for all this. You know what you have to do.”
ੈ✩‧₊˚ YOU CHOOSE XAVIER!
Xavier couldn’t do it. He couldn’t let you go just yet. He needed to spend more time with you. It’s been so long since he’s heard your voice. He cannot do what this king is asking him too. He wanted you to be by his side just for a while longer. He missed you, your comfort, your safety, your everything. He cannot let you slip from his grasp yet again.
“No,” his sword plunged deep in Sylus’s chest. “I should have done this long ago.”
“NO! HOW COULD YOU?” You held Sylus in your arms as life faded from him. “You trust him more than me. He killed hundreds of my friends and injured many more yet you cry for him. YOU’RE SUPPOSE TO LOVE ME, not him.”
“It’s alright,” Sylus whispered, followed by words in a language you couldn’t understand. Xavier’s eyes glowed red as he lifted his hands magic emanating from them. You grew to your “normal” size, human once again. Sylus’s body had disappeared into golden dust as Xavier jumped on your shoulder. “I’m sorry. I just love you too much. You understand right. Can you forgive me?”
“You can START making it up to me.” By that you meant trapping Xavier in a jar (for the time being) as you showed your father his theories were correct. Xavier couldn’t be happier. Despite being a prisoner, he was still with you and that was all that mattered to him. His people were safe as he eliminated their biggest threat. There was nothing left tying him to moonhaven.
ੈ✩‧₊˚ YOU CHOOSE SYLUS!
Sylus hoped the leaf man wouldn’t do anything rash. Xavier’s hands light up as he uses his magic to undo the spell that started it all. He quickly disappears after leaving you and Sylus alone. “You’re smaller than I imagined,” he only laughed as he made himself at home on your shoulder. “You talk slower than I imagined.”
“I do not.”
“Oh, you do. To us it’s like you’ve been slowed down.”
“Really?”
“Yes, but it doesn’t make me like you less.”
“I am honored, your majesty."
“Sylus, you can call me Sylus.” You have since made it a habit of visiting these woods once a month to talk to and be with Sylus. Eventually you managed to place a phone to talk to him. You could call him and talk about your day and he his. He loved this routine of yours. He’d hear about what humans do and he loved hearing about your day.
He knows once he’s able to he’ll join you and be by your side. He just needs to make sure his subjects would do fine without him before departing to be with you. He dreams about that day, anxious for its arrival. When his days are only you and him. He hopes you’ll be fine with it. Him joining you in your apartment. You describe it as small but he knows he’ll find a place for himself there if you were to allow it.
ੈ✩‧₊˚ summary → ⧼ epic 2013 au! ⧽ it's been years since he's last seen you and his soldiers mistakenly kidnap you
ੈ✩‧₊˚ pairing → king of rot! sylus x gn! reader
ੈ✩‧₊˚ warnings → none
ੈ✩‧₊˚ word count → 553
ੈ✩‧₊˚ author's note → this is part 2 but can be read on it's own
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“What do we have here?” You weren’t fine by yourself. You were taken, kidnapped by whatever those things were. It was clear they didn’t like the tiny humans. That was one thing you could agree on. Once captured they took you to their leader. Why did it have to be me? Their leader was striking with bright red eyes. You recognized as a fairy you took care of when you were younger.
You had been certain you’d made it up but here he was right in front of you with the same scar. “Untie them.”
“Sir?”
“I won’t repeat myself.” Your hands were freed. Soon it was just you and Sylus in the throne room. “Long time no see,” you joked as his eyes followed you like a hawk. Following every slight change in your expression. Was he shocked to see you as well? He had yet to answer. So you coughed hoping to wake him out of his shock. “What are you doing here?”
“Your lackeys brought me here.”
“You know what I mean,” he rose from his throne, making his way to you as he continued talking. “You are not a leaf man. What happened?” He slowly placed his arms on your shoulders, hopping to comfort you. “I don’t know. I was walking in the forest and then Xavier turned me into this?!?” His eyes sharpened. “Xavier?”
“Yes, you know him?” He didn’t answer you nor did he move away. “It has been a while since you visited.” Was he keeping an eye on you? Why would he do such a thing? “Why visit now?” You looked away from him. “My dad’s moving, I'm just helping him out. How did you know I was here? I thought you’d forgotten about me.”
“That’s something I could never do. I had been keeping my eye on you for a while. I just wanted to know you’re safe…..and happy.” Now it was your turn to avoid a topic. How can someone who you haven’t seen in years still actively think about you? The thought was foolish. He was probably exaggerating or where you interpreting his words wrongly. Had you caring for him affected him that much? There’s no way, right?
For months he didn’t want to admit it to himself that you caring for the king of rot had softened him but it had. He didn’t have the same goal as he did before being injured. He didn’t care that he had less of the forest under his control or that there had been a new queen. He was content with what he had. He didn’t need anymore.
He wanted a way to stay with you and be with you but he knows it’s a selfish desire. Your worlds were never meant to collide in the way that they did. He was never suppose to meet you but he had. Now, you were here and he would do everything in his power to get you home.
Xavier didn’t share his opinion as he shot an arrow through Sylus’s arm causing him to let go of you. In a blink he had appeared, his glare firmly on him. “No, let me go!” His magic had blinded Sylus and his guards, leaving him to escape with you. Sylus will make sure Xavier makes everything right.