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to be continued
Started: 1/12/2025
last updated: 5/19/2026
total works: 28
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Jealous!Nanami Kento x Reader : TBD
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freaktober Day 6: Michael Myers!Leon Kennedy x Reader
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Vampire Yandere x Plus Sized Reader
Drabbles and Whatnot
O4/15/2026
02/14/2026
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One Piece:
New Beginnings: Sanji Vinsmoke x Siren Reader
Love and Deepspace:
JJK:
Gojo & Choso x Reader
Choso x Succubus Reader
Feeling lucky: Toji x Reader
cheater!Nanami Kento x Wife!Reader
nanami x reader angst
yuuji x shy reader
Kamisama Kiss
Cursed Bride of The Fox Masterlist: Tomoe x Reader
Resident Evil:
Should Have Could Have Would Have: Leon Kennedy x Reader
I have a question about your Armand fic. Did he kill reader? I know that might sound stupid but I genuinely don’t know
Dont worry, it's not a stupid question but im not sure if youve watched season 3 of iwtv so read below with caution for spoilers
But basically, it's supposed to be a reference to the end of season 3 of the vampire lestat where Louis and lestat get decapitated by armand and Daniel. Im gonna go more depth on part 3 so dont worry
warnings: reader is going through it yall, depression, self isolation, very acute savior complex.
As bad as it sounded, he wanted to fix you. He wanted to help you. He should've protected harder. Loved you even more if possible
Xavier was the first to see the signs at first it was the way your pretty eyes no longer scanned the room sporadically before you found someone to talk to. He basically had to drag you to events now. You always ended up finding a corner and zoning out until he came to check up on you, or you'd just disappear somewhere. You were like a ghost.
Then it was the way you no longer had the energy to do the things you used to enjoy. Sometimes, he finds you after a particularly bad pity party. You'd be lying in bed, not alseep, just staring into nothingness. But the main cause for concern were the bruises. You had a limp that Xavier had to beg you to see a doctor to look at. It was normal for a hunter to adorn such battle scars but a highly skilled and ranked one?
It scared him a lot to see you like this. He often blamed himself. But he had to remind himself that this line of work wasn't easy on top of the worries outside of your occupation. He made you his top priority. No one else seemed to notice the decline in your cheerful demeanor, and if they did, they did not acknowledge it
If you hurt you even more to see Xavier chasing you while you kept pulling away. You loved him a lot, but it felt he was wasting his time with you. You hated feeling like dead weight. You wanted to free him off yourself.
So slowly, you disappeared from his everyday life. Turning him down when he asked to hang out, although you have separate houses, you usually spent a lot of time at his place, but recently, you stopped spending the night. And carefully you returned anything of his he left at your house and took back your things.
No amount of carefulness could trick him. He felt your absence. He didn't want to ask you in fear of making you retreat further away from him. He house didn't smell like you. He missed your presence that no longer engulfed his space, and it hurt a lot. But he preserved.
At work, Xavier was basically doing double the work, so you wouldn't get hurt anymore, but you hated feeling like a burden. You were obviously slacking. Wanderers were able to get in hits that you were usually able to dodge. You could see how it was affecting Xavier. He seemed to take even longer naps if that were possible.
You hated making his life harder, so you did what any normal person would do, and you accepted a position in a department way below your current pay grade. It was a simple desk job, a lot of paperwork. But it was out of the way.
Quite literally, you were in placed in a whole new building, and your desk was pretty far back as well. So imagine your surprise when Xavier suddenly appears snapping you out of your mindless typing.
"So here you are..." You jump at the sound of his voice next to your ear. "Oh my Xavier, you scared me. "You place a hand on your chest. "What are you doing here?" You scoot your desk chair back so you could face him. "I could be asking you the same thing." he tilts his head to the side to look at your new name tag. "We have a mission today, and I was looking for you, obviously."
Your mind races for a second, realizing you had never told him about moving departments. "I- uh well you didn't have to do that i won't be going with you.... anymore. " You could see the gears grinding in his head. His poker face was unreadable to most, but you could see the emotions running through him. "What is that supposed to mean? What are you talking about?"
He watched as you picked at your cuticles. You looked everywhere but at him as you thought up an answer. "I won't be working with you anymore, I switched positions." You finally looked him the eye as he ran a hand through his face. "Why - no, when were you gonna tell me." He looked less angry and more frustrated.
"I dont know. i just hadn't found the time." Your voice was below a whisper at this point. You could tell he was getting ready to say something else before his comms device buzzed. "We will talk about this later." He looked you up and down. Before he would leave you after a kiss, but now you just nodded and kept your head now. With a frustrated sigh, he left you alone.
Some of your coworkers snuck glances at you from behind their cubicles. Occasionally, they would whisper and gossip about you, you didnt care, and you kept working. You hadn't heard back from Xavier for the rest of the shift. At some point during the day, your thoughts wandered to someplace dark. It was normal for you at this point. Sometimes, it would happen sporadically throughout the day, but this time, it surrounded you fully.
You picked at your hands more intensely, leaving them bloody and bruised. Your teeth grinded anxiously. You couldn't stop thinking about Xavier how unfair all this was for him. He deserved better, someone better, someone more stable. You didn't want to drag him along anymore.
Xavier mission was difficult, not the wanderer but you. You made this way harder than it should be. He couldn't stop thinking about you. He didn't mind being your protect he was all the more willing to pick up your slack. Because he loved you more than anything.
His new partner was more than capable. She could never be better than you. However, even at your lowest, you demonstrated great power and skill. But yet you weren't here fighting alongside him, preferring to do paperwork in a cramped office.
After he had completed the mission, he had planned to walk home with you. But before he could even enter the building, he was dragged to a company get-together.
It was a simple bar. Everyone ordered drinks and food, but he couldn't stop thinking about you. Your state was getting worse and he wanted to be there for you. Xavier hated leaving you alone for too long. Someone interrupts his thoughts. It was his new partner 'mc' was her name.
"What's the matter, not a drinker?" she smiles at him, and gestures towards the full shot glass in front of him. He stares at it before gulping it down. "No im fine" she plops down in the seat next to him. "Hm you had me fooled" she takes a sip of her drink "so tell me about yourself if we're gonna be working together i dont wanna be hanging around a stranger."
He could feel bile rising to his throat, but he kept a straight face. "Im sure you've read my file before you got here." She rolls her eyes."You know what i mean, what do you got a girlfriend or something?" His eyes snap towards her before standing abruptly "if you'll excuse me" he says before rushing out the door.
He practically ran all the way to your place. Getting to your front door in record time. Smoothing down his clothes and fixing his hair he took a few deep breaths and knocked on your door. It was dark inside and it took awhile before you answered. "Hello?" You whisper and he smiles giving you a soft "hey" he scanned your face you had bags under your eyes and you looked like you had been crying.
"May I come in?" His voice is soft. You just nod and open the door. It was freezing inside and surprisingly clean. He followed you to your living room. It wasnt as inviting as it used to be. It was dark with the only light being from your TV which played some random show.
"I was hoping we could talk about earlier-" you were both now sitting on the couch you had an unreasonable distance between the two of you. "I think you should come back you know to working with me out on the field?" You just listened to him staring at your hands, teasing when he attempted to close the distance between you two.
"You know i missed you alot today and I think that we make a really great team-" before he could finish you abruptly interrupted him. "I think we should break up" the silence that followed made your chest tighten you kinda hoped he didnt hear you but he definitely did. "What." You quickly stand to your feet. "I really this it best it would be better for you and us" he sat there and it was like he was in shock as he just watched you ramble on.
"No." You stop. "Huh?" His brows furrow "no im not gonna let you just walk away, " he stands up."I love you, and whatever you're going through, we can get through it together." His hand reaches out to you but you step back. "This isn't something I can just get over" your wrap your arms around yourself.
xaviers brows furrow. "You know that's not what I meant" you scoff "do you understand" you retort "I cant do this anymore it hurts it hurts to keep doing this." You feel tears forming threatening to spill. "Doing what?" His sad little puppy dog eye make this all even harder than you wanted. But you stood your ground. "I cant keep pretending like were not suffering, like your not suffering" he wants to retort but he lets you speak.
"You are missing out on life because of me, im weighing you down everyday" now the tears escape and your throat constricts making your voice crack as you speak. "I- you deserve to be with someone who isn't a burden." Xavier falls to his knees in front of you.
"You're not a burden, you dont weigh me down, and there is no one else for me but you." His head leans against your thighs and his arms wrap around your waist. "Please Xavier dont do this" you attempt to push him off but he only holds on tighter. "Then stop trying to run from me" you couldnt help it but the gates flooded and you started sobbing uncontrollably, Xavier pulls you down into his embrace.
The two of you sat there, and he let you cry until you stopped, and the only sound was of your uneven breath. The gentle feeling of his arms around you calmed you down. No one spoke. Not yet. The silence was comfortable enough for now until you were ready to talk....
Warnings: angst, blood, murder, smut, less plot than part 1
The night you had left Armand, you tucked yourself away in some crate in a boat. Soon you were gone.
you found yourself in Germany for a short while, then you made your way to Italy. and then on a very long journey by boat to America. and for the next few centuries, you've found peace, the theater, Armand, vampire covens. All put behind you.
It was a strange kind of quiet you've never experienced before. no expectations or limits. You were finally free. This is what it means to be a vampire you were at peace, for now.
In America, you were many things over the years. This decade, you decided to become a CEO of a company in Miami you could care less for. It was more like cosplay, a very expensive one. Anyways, you had just finished feeding on your very desperate secretary who you've made into your personal food bank. The two of you have a sort of understanding. you drink from him whenever you want and he can live out his sick monster fucking fantasy. a win- win
You wipe the blood from your lips as the secretary breathes heavily next to you on your couch. a cum stain evident on his pants. "you are so hot" you ignore his words as your phone buzzes and you stand to your feet. you go to stand near the window of your penthouse. the stars glitter above and the city is very much alive.
there was a news article sent to you anonymously along with a text message. the release of a book 'Interview With The Vampire' the text read 'heard an old friend of yours and his boyfriend been a little busy'. "I think its past your bedtime secretary" you hear him tumble off the couch "actually it's gav-" you raise your hand to silence him "don't make me repeat myself" you don't bother to look back once you hear the door shut behind you, you sit back down furiously placing an order for this book.
in the few days it took for it to arrive you had watched and rewatched interviews of the writer of this book. Daniel Molloy. apparently he had interviewed some vampire in Dubai and now is a bigshot. but there was something about him that threw you off. you could tell he was a vampire, but there was something familiar about him.
but anyways once the book arrived you didn't leave the penthouse for almost two weeks, not even to eat. Armand, his name written in pages dozens of times. the theater in France, everything you've tried erase from your life and leave it in the past here in a book, in your hands.
of course you were expecting him to move on and rot in some hole. his delusion of keeping vampires cramped together under his rule was sure to fail. but he was in Dubai with a new lover. living his best life. it made your blood boil.
your emotions were everywhere, and you were getting weaker. you needed to feed. the secretary no longer satisfied you. so you went out. dressed in your best and went hunting. somehow, your hunt took you to the many clubs bustling with people drunk out of their minds. your eyes laid upon an arguing couple the woman stomps out of the club, leaving the man all alone.
All it took was a simple- "You look like you could use a drink somehow turned you in the alleyway hands groping teeth clashing and of course neck biting. when you finish, you let the man slump down, leaving him for someone to find him. "i thought i taught you to clean up after yourself," a voice softly speaks out. you snap your head towards the sound. and there in the flesh was Armand looking almost the same as when you left him. of course he is wearing more clothes than before.
"what the fuck are you doing here?!" you step back as he steps closer. "I've come to make amends y/n " his eyes soft and so familiar but you know better. "yeah i don't see the point in that now, don't you have a new plaything now?" you sarcastically pout at him. he only sighs but before he can continue you start "or wait let me guess he left you too and now you've come running back-" he shakes his head "no you're wrong I've-"
you laugh "so youre still with this... was his name?... Oh right, louis, " he puts his hands up "no im not," you scoffed, "so i was right. armand whatever it is you think this little healing and forgiving journey will do or fix i want no part in it" you cross your arms "its not like that ive been working on and bettering myself and its only right i come to you to apologize"
you tilt your head "apologize for what hm? using me for almost a century? throwing me aside whenever you got bored or found the next best thing?" You tap your chin as if in thought,"or let me do you one even better. Are you going to apologize for replacing me a whole week after i left and never giving me another thought? what is it? what on earth could the great Armand be apologizing for?"
He only looked at your eyes, desperate and longing. it just pissed you off even more. "i am sorry for everything, for caging you in, for neglecting you and your needs while putting mine first and for treating you as if you were below me i was wrong and i am truly sorry"
this strange feeling began to bubble up inside of you a mixture of anger, hatred , and sadness. you wanted to hurt the vampire, but you couldn't even bring yourself to look at him, so you settled for punching a hole in the concrete wall next to you before storming past him. but before you could make it far, he grabs you by the wrist, gently compared to the last time you saw him.
he pulls you into his chest tightly. You punch and hit at him, but you don't push him away. "i hate you, i hate you, i hate you." You sob out. bloody tears staining his shirt, "i am sorry," was the only thing he could reply with as you continued to cry in his arms. it sickened you to feel so vulnerable, especially with him of all people. as much as you lost all trust and love for him, he was your home for the most formable years of your vampire life.
he took you in after your maker was murdered and you were all alone. he gave you a new family, he was your lover. he is your lover. It's evident now in the way he looks at you, kisses you, and makes love to you. from the alleyway of the shitty club to within the walls of your luxury apartment.
"I've missed you so much mon amour" his words lost withing the tangled sheets and your shared moans. you don't acknowledge the words, just letting yourself get lost in the ecstasy "i don't want to part from you again" he kisses down your neck and collarbone and as far as he can reach while inside you. your hands grip at his hair and claw at his back. while he sucks at your tits.
his thrusts were deep and slow. enjoying every inch of you. Your head rolls back into the pillows, arching into him. "Armand~ I'm close ngh~" you moan out as he makes his way back up "cum with me my love" his lips find yours and entrap them in a deep kiss. his pace quickens making your feet curl and your hands fist the sheets. his breathes against your ear and his hands feeling every inch of your body as you both ride out your highs as you feeling on cloud 9.
"i did worry about you while we were apart, i havent stopped thinking about you." He whispers while you were curled up against him. You both obviously had the strength for another round, but you could tell that was not going to happen. "even when you were making love with your maitre louis?" you could feel him tense up next you "its okay. Be honest with me im not a fledgling anymore"
he said nothing, so you both laid there in silence. the night was still young, you had hours till the sun rose. "I missed you too" you say honestly. "But im still glad I left." He looks down at you "me as well, im glad youve found your happiness just as I had found mine."
You begin to question what he means but suddenly your world becomes blurry. "Im sorry" were the last words you hear before everything goes dark.
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im so sorry this took so long but better late than never 😭❤️
Hi. How are you? I hope you come back to update your story about the cheating Nanami.
Heyyy im still updating that story its just taking me a longer to upload because of college and life but i will be uploading alot of my stories very soon, and sorry for the wait yall ❤️❤️❤️
Warnings: angst mentions of cheating, y/n really dislikes Leon and Ada, enemies to lovers, angst, fighting
The rumbling sounds of truck wheels against gravel, and the muffled sounds of people talking nearby is what jolted you awake. "Shit, how long was I out." You say to yourself. you had a pounding headache and you felt disoriented. It was hard to stay on high alert in these conditions. Looking around, you noticed you seemed to be in a hospital room of some sort. Your hands weren't bound fortunately, but it was strange considering you were considered dangerous. You carefully get off of the shitty cot you were laying on when You flinch and grab your side cursing. Suddenly remembering you had injured yourself during the fight with that monster. But you quickly recover when you hear the sounds a group of people approaching.
"sir, we have no file of her in any system it's like she's doesn't even exist, besides the few images we have from some of the older cases." A young man spoke outside. You looked around for anything you could use to escape or defend yourself while you kept listening to their conversation. "there has to be something, well you what you have to build her profile. then we can fill in the gaps once she wakes up." You hear the conversation pause and you start hearing the door jiggling before you could panic, you notice that there was a vent above your bed. You were sure was big enough to squeeze in. You used also had a bobby pin hidden in your hair and used that as a lock pick. You decided to go through the vent as that was the sneaking option.
Once you got all the screws out using that same, now bent up Bobby pin, you hoisted yourself up and wiggled your way inside. You quietly but quickly make your way through the vent system. So far it seemed like you were in a research facility as there were many white coats and agents walking around.
You kept searching for an exit, when finally finding a loading area. Large trucks and semis crowding the area. It would be easy to sneak out this way. You carefully remove the vent and climb down. But of course just your luck an alarm starts blaring. Positive it was for you, you make a run for it hiding behind, in, and under vehicles. you snuck up behind some guy and choked him out so you could grab his keys.
what felt like too long you finally took a breathe when you drove out of that place. but you remained vigilant due to the fact there may be a tracker somewhere in the small SUV. once you found a gas station you looked around for a clue about where the hell you were. apparently it was about an hour away from raccoon city. and you place was 2 hours in the other direction. so close to home and yet so far. you ditched the SUV in the woods and you "got" another car from a nearby dealership and made your way home.
letting out a big sigh when you enter your home. it was small but it was enough. a nice little place tucked away from prying eyes, and plus it was cheap. your bones ached as you trudge your way to your bathroom to clean yourself up. seeing as those "doctors" couldn't even bother to do even patch your wound. The warm water hurt at first but once you got used to it you wanted to stay in the shower forever.
When you forced yourself out the only thing left on your mind was a drink. an alcoholic drink. so hear you were now standing in the kitchen wearing an old t-shirt and shorts while you let the water from your hair drip and liquor pour. Ha you thought it'd get easier from here. when you turned you see a figure lounging on your couch, you could only see the back of there head but you knew who it was.
Leon Kennedy.
you reach under your kitchen counter and grab for your gun, only to be met with an empty space. "looking for this," he drawls out lazily with your gun dangling from his right hand as if were a toy. you opt for a knife instead. not taking any chances you charge for him, knife in the air ready to strike. except he's quickly on his feet. "wait- wait" his voice softens as if that's supposed to calm you down. But you stop at a distance ready for anything. there was a chance he didn't come alone intentionally or not.
"Kennedy, you have 5 seconds before this is in your skull," your voice laced with venom as you gestured towards the knife. He drops the gun onto your carpeted floor to your surprise. "I dont want to fight you, just wanna talk" his hands raised in surrender. You could only scoff, But you remained defensive.
"What is there to talk about? You broke into my house you stole my gun. And now what?" It was hard to tell what the expression on his face meant. he wasn't that much different from when you were dating but you could see how much his face had hardened. which is that surprising considering the things he had seen throughout his career.
"Look I've come to apologize." he he pauses . "Seeing you again I realized that there were things I needed to say but i never got the chance to". you could only scoff "are fucking kidding me, on what planet did you think this was a good idea, how the hell did you even find me?" he sighs heavily "I know this might seem crazy but I mean it when i say I'm a fucking idiot for hurting you, for what happened between me and Ada" His words came out carefully but you could tell he had been thinking about this for awhile.
"so let me guess Ada finally closed her legs and now you think you can get between mine, you're ridiculous Kennedy" you laugh dryly at that "no that's not it- at all" he sits at the end of your coffee table. "After we separated I had tried to come find you" his dirty blond hair covered his eyes as he stared at floor. "when i realized you left i accepted my loses but then when i saw you again at the warehouse i-" he pauses and you just watch with crossed arms knife still in hand.
"Is that why you handed me over to your lab rat buddies at that facility" you glare at him accusingly. his head snaps up at you. "I had nothing to do with that I swear, they had happened to track me there and when they saw you" he pauses again but you finish his sentence "you didn't want to betray your precious handlers like the good dog you are" you tilt your head knowing you were right. However his silence just confirms it.
you shake your head in disbelief "Leon i am tired and i really don't feel like fighting you so i need you to leave... now" he stands up and walks towards you. you step back and raise your knife at him "don't" you say in warning. he puts his hands back "okay... okay I'll go but just think about what I said" he turns and heads out the front door.
once you hear the door slam shut you immediately sink down onto the floor. you reach up to grab the abandoned drink from the counter and gulp it down. it does little to calm your heart palpitations. you hated that he made you feel like this, you hated him....
credits: Thank you @/saradika-graphics for the divider ❤️❤️
say what you will about black butler but like. where the fuck else will you find a story where jack the ripper was not one person but was actually made up of a woman who had an emergency hysterectomy while pregnant and lost her baby and a pre-op trans woman with a longing to have children and a fucking chainsaw and they roleplay to the public as butler and mistress (except the butler is really bad at butlering). and they had toxic yuri and one killed the other and rips her coat off of her corpse afterwards to wear forever. this was in fucking 2007 man
It was like a dark cloud had permanently followed you everywhere. ever since that day you walked in on Nanami with that woman.
After you had picked up your daughter from school, you had thought over and over about how you would explain why mommy and daddy aren't together anymore.
You quickly found a good lawyer and were currently looking at places to stay for when you finally hand nanami the divorce papers. A part of you felt like you should talk it out with him. A part of you believed it wasn't true.
Then you went through his phone...
The woman was his secretary, and apparently, they had been sneaking around for around three months. Every single time he had to stay late it was for her. It made you feel sick. From every sweet to every nasty thing they sent to each other, you felt your heart shrivel a little more.
All the times your daughter had begged for her dad. All the storytimes he missed, the school events, and who the hell knows what else. But you kept your poker face and moved in silence. You wanted to hit him with everything at once.
Currently, you sat in your new lawyers office with a hand resting on your stomach. while your soon to be ex-husband was at work. Higuruma Hiromi was his name. He was one of the best in your area, and you would be lying if you said he wasn't handsome.
Tall frame, very fit, tired eyes that seemed to make him even more attractive. It was only your 2nd meeting, and yet he seemed so sweet, but it was his job after all. "Ok, so we'll have to go over everything that's in your name versus his, and then we can discuss custody over your child. or rather children" His quiet yet deep voice seemed to echo in your head. you could only hug yourself tighter.
It felt unreal talking about this. You still haven't told your daughter. How would she react? Would she want to stay with you or him?
You thanked higuruma and went home, nanami would be home in an hour, and you've come too far to have your plans ruined. Before you met with your lawyer, you stopped in town to look for job openings near some of the apartments you were looking at.
You applied for 3 jobs, an accountant position at a finance department, a manager for a grocery story, and a waitresses position. You knew you'd have to get at least 2 jobs to ensure you were fully prepared. It was weird even though he's the one who was cheating it felt like you were living a double life.
You arrived home with about 30 minutes to spare before he got home.. if he decided to come home. Once you settled and chilled on the couch, you got a text from higuruma.
"We should be all set to finalize the divorce papers by tomorrow. Only If you are ready." You felt your breath hitch. This was it. The beginning of the end.
But also your newfound freedom. You replied and set a time to meet with Higuruma and thought about how you would give him the papers. Some women get all nice and dressed up or change their look before they hand their husbands the papers.
It was decided after your doctors appointment you had scheduled a salon and hair appointment for tomorrow. And just as you were gonna go to bed, your thoughts went back to your daughter. You would tell her every thing , but only once everything is finalized. So you wouldn't feel like you had stalled or broke any promises. you hadnt even told anyone about the pregnancy, your daughter would surely get too excited and tell her dad. but you felt like you could trust no one until you were settled into your new life
The hardest part you realize was acting as you did before. Naturally ofcourse there was a strange tension in the atmosphere. Nanami noticed how you didnt seek him out anymore, how you no longer drilled home about your daughter's events or missing storytime.
Strangely, it felt like the two of you had already separated. Like you were living on two different planes. You waited atleast a week before getting the papers from higuruma, and in the meantime you had been accepted to work at the finance department and the waitresses position at a popular diner close to the hotel youd be staying at until you get approved for an apartment. It also helped that you had money saved up for an emergency. And this situation felt quite fitting.
For the first time you felt in control of your life....
Warnings: angst, "cheating", light smut, lots of plot
Armand had you created to be his personal toy. Though these were not his precise words, you felt you had every right to come to that conclusion. You felt used of course he was a good lover, but he was not a loyal one. contrary to what he has told you, that's what it feels like. And when you had enough of feeling like an outlier, you distance yourself. you stop hunting with everyone choosing to go on your own. You dont join in on after performance celebrations. You just stop being.
To everyone else you would be considered Armands mate. His lover, and while the term for a vampire can mean many things, to the coven you were like precious cargo. He was very protective of you and yet was a very active individual outside of your relationship. But If something were to ever happen to you, no one would know mercy.
When you started throwing your silent but deadly temper tantrum everyone was on edge. Hunts were more chaotic and less organized, plays and performances were a mess and had many flaws. Nobody was brave enough to confront Armand about his relationship, and you weren't technically doing anything wrong. In fact, you weren't doing anything at all.
Finally Santiago has enough and tells Armand off. "Maitre with all due respect this whole whatever this is, is getting out of hand." Armand and Santiago sat outside of the coven ls current buffet of choice after Santiago pulled him aside. "Im afraid I do not know what your talking about" the Silver haired man huffs. "Whatever is going on with you and y/n it's affecting everyone, come on dont tell me you dont see it." Armand thought for a moment realizing how little he had seen of you these past few weeks. "I do apologize Santiago i was not as aware as i should have been. I will handle this, it was not my intention to cause stress"
The next few days Armand was much more attentive. Spending less time chasing pleasure, and more watching you. The way you always found something to occupy yourself elsewhere when he entered the room. How you happened to be full from the previous nights play and excused yourself from hunts. He was especially watchful of how you snuck away when you did decide to join them.
That night he decided to follow you into the city. Your Hands gripping the sheets and legs tangled with another man. many of your nights ended like this. No matter how much they satisfied you, you still had to walk home all by your lonesome. Pretending like you hadnt just devoured your one night stand.
There was about a few hours til the sun rose when your crept back inside the theater. You had put your coffin in a separate room away from everyone else. So it was no surprise when you jump at the sight of Armand sat untop of your coffin.
"Arm- i mean maitre what are you doing here?" His dark red eyes seemingly pierced through your tainted soul. "Where have you been?" Though his voice remained steady his eyes burned with something more intense. "I-i was- i went for a walk Maitre" You felt your heart race as he was suddenly in front of you. He stood his thumb across your bottom lip when he took it back you saw red smudged on his finger.
Fuck you must've forgotten to wash your face. "I had just gone for a walk and I got hungry... I swear" his gaze flickered across the features on your face like he was searching for another answer. the truth. He takes a deep breath and runs his hand through his hair. He had finally backed off of you and turned away from you.
You took a deep breath in thinking it was safe. "Do i not fuck you good enough my love?" You tilt your head, your heart beating faster. "What do you mean of course why do you -" he cuts you off. "Do i not satisfy you anymore hm?" you take a step forward placing a hand on his shoulder. "Armand what do you mean why are you acting like this?" He snaps back around.
"What is it then? I gave you internal life, I give you a place by my side like royalty" You back up away from him as he corners you against a wall "i give you a freedom th others could only dream of" you swear you could feel your heartbeat in your ears, your palms began to sweat.
"I give you everything and how do you repay me" he laughs dryly putting a hand to your cheek giving you a sense of comfort maybe a little hope as well but you knew better "Maitre, i swear I didn-" he cuts you off once more "Every night you whore yourself out and come back to me Stuffed with another man's blood and cum" his hands slide down to your throat and you place your hands on his wrist silently begging him to have mercy on you.
His curly hair hung in front of his face. "So i ask you once more, I am not good enough for you hmm? Do I not fuck you right?" His grip tightened just slightly and you felt like you might phase through the wall behind you.
But you are suddenly hit with a wave of anger and You finally get the strength to push him back, and his eybrows furrow, tears threatening to fall from your eyes as you stand your ground. "I have a question for armand, do you even love me?" You feel regret as soon as the words fall from your mouth, but you stay strong.
"You dont treat me like how a lover should, what difference does it make whether I am in a another's mans bed or yours" you step further sharp finger nail stabbing at his chest. "The only difference is I have to see you everyday. I must suffer as the man i love as his hand in someone else's trousers."
You laugh in disbelief. "You have made no effort to touch me in months. Armand I am tired, I'm tired of being an empty shell waiting around for you." Armand steps forward "I have been busy you know that, I have many responsibilities. The theater, the coven-" now it was your turn to cut him off. "Well I am sick of having to be your emotional punching bag. When was the last time we had a normal conversation." You roll your eyes.
you feel the anger you had bottled over over the last few decades every heart break you hid within yourself "when was the last time you even thought about me" you scoff "You don't get to tell me how to live my life anymore, you don't get to tell me who I fuck, you don't get to have me anymore. you. Don't. Own. Me." You pushed your pointer finger into his chest, enunciating every syllable. The last jab, he grabbed your wrist and pulled you in. His lips connecting with yours. You wanted to resist but you also wanted this.
You both melted into the kiss. Hands pawing and ripping each others clothes off. "do you want me to apologize mh?" he groaned into the kiss "Do you hate me? do you want me to suffer?" you were starting to get annoyed with him already so you push him down into your coffin and straddle him "I want you to stop talking" you grind down on him before connecting your lips to his neck. you bite down, hard. he ruts up into you letting out a groan, his hand grips your hair. you wanted him to hurt the way you did but you that would be impossible.
you finally let him go with a sigh. you had thought about this many times over and over. you loved Armand you truly did, but it wasn't enough to cover the suffering you could never make him understand. so this was it. you stood from your coffin and watched as his hands reached for yours but he let them drop. "what's the matter we're just getting started my love" he says as he sits up.
"Armand I have taken much time to reconsider my decision as it is one that may even cost me my life but.." you give him a sad smile "that is a risk I'm willing to take especially if it guarantees what's left of my sanity" Armand shakes his head "what are you saying right now" he stands from that satin laced box. you sigh and grab your clothes and put them on. "I'm saying i am leaving the coven" you pause "tonight"
He rushes over to you grabbing your arm "i don't understand we were just" you pull his arm away "we were just what? have makeup sex then all will be fine." at that thought you laugh "you couldn't even apologize, you cant even pretend to feel remorse for me." your shoulders drop in defeat "so if you want to kill me fine but I will leave one way or another."
Armand nods "Fine do as you wish but I assure you your foolishness will bring you back here and do not think I will protect you when you find yourself in harms way." you smile at him "I wasn't counting on it" you turn away and leave, slamming the door.
You had a short time frame until the sun began to rise but you had planned it out perfectly you would leave on a ship docking in a few minutes and it would take you far away from France and the coven.
The next night
It was absolute chaos in the theater that night. He did not think you would actually leave. he thought you might come knocking on the door with sun burns and regret. He thought he would've had to send a group to retrieve you before you did something drastic. But to think you've gone as far as leaving the country. He knows it is fault but you leaving was an actual slap in the face. Armand loved you and he hadn't realized how much he needed you until you were gone.
To everyone around you, you were quiet, reserved, and very smart. They say that since losing your parents at a young age, you've become cold and mature. I mean, who could blame you? You were alone with no one to block the horrors of the world from your eyes most of the time except for the handsome butler you kept by your side.
And while you didn't interact much with society outside your castle, you made sure your kingdom was taken care of. No matter what life decided to throw at you, you always had a plan. Even when the situation made you want to rip your hair out, you persevered.
It was a painfully quiet and dreary afternoon. You sat at your desk thick stacks of paper piled up. It had been hours since you had sat down, and slowly, the words on the page had started to blur together. Running a gloved hand over your face, you sigh and look out the window. The last couple of weeks had been hectic. A few of the letters on your desk were just lame attempts to put pressure on you since your birthday was coming up, and it seemed as though you had no thoughts about marrying. To the public, it seemed very selfish for such a young and beautiful ruler to hog all the power to herself.
"If they all cared so much they might as well chop my head off and rule the kingdom themselves" you lean back in your chair before flinching forward as another presence begins towards to speak "now now my lady I would prefer my mistress in one piece" your butler stands to the left of your chair bowed over on one knee with his hand over his chest. "Jesus Sebastien, you've startled me." You look down at him. "What is it now? Why didn't you knock before you came in?" You pull your chair back to your desk and organize the papers waiting on his answer.
"well as you know your birthday is to be here very soon and there are many suitors who are willing to take your hand in marriage" The butler's demeanor is calm compared to how you feel on the inside. "And what good is finding a husband when i am just going to die young anyway, you of all people should know this demon" you roll your eyes and sort through the mountain of paperwork just barely noticing the slight change in the demon butlers expression. You don't know why you were so worked up lately. Issues like this have never bothered you before.
It would only aggravate you more to keep worrying about. You let out a breath and roll your shoulders before standing. "Alright, Sebastien, I'm going to call it a day, and don't bother with dinner. I'll go to bed without it." you walk towards your coat rack and grab your robe "But my lady are you sure i wouldn't wany my mistress to wake up late at night hungry" you scoff "I am not a child, good night" you hear Sebastien say something as you exit your office, but for the sake of your sanity you choose to ignore it.
untying your robe as you enter your room, you let it fall on the floor. the thought of marriage made your head ache. the only reason they care is due to the fact they want someone they can wed to their own children, and thats the last thing you want. you sigh and plop down on your bed. But you also knew that you still had to find someone to rule when you were gone, and that just stressed you out even more.
today, like always, was long, too long. but now all you wanted was to sleep it all away. but tomorrow you'd have to do the same thing all over again. you put your blanket over your head and close your eyes. And just like that, the suns rays gleamed into the room, and the silhouette of a man stood by your bedside. "Good morning, my lady." You groan and turn over only to have your blankets ripped away from you.
"Really sebastien is that truly necessary," you sit up and rub your eyes "Of course what sort of butler would I be if I didnt get my mistress up and ready for day not to mention you are a princess with many responsi-" "okay okay I get it" you roll your eyes and sit at the edge of the bed allowing sebastien to help you get ready.
After another day of royal studies, meetings, and now a party to plan, you were once again your stuck in your office looking over the never-ending pile of paperwork. You sigh and put your head down, and the gleam of the small gold bell on your desk gives you an idea.
Sitting up straight, you pick it up and ring it. Not even a second later, there was a knock on your door. "Come in," the door opens, revealing the bowed head of sebastien. "Yes, mlady?" Your head was prepped against your first as you tried to look as bored as possible. "Sebastien, come in no need to be so timid." he raises a brow, stepping in the room, letting the door shut behind him.
You watch his long strides as he makes his way to you. He bends to one knee next, waiting for your instructions, but you decide to have fun. After the past few days, you deserve to have a little fun.
"Sebastian, have I ever told you what a sight it is to see you like this, hmm?" You press your soft lips together in a sly smile. You couldn't tell what the expression on his face meant, but it was quite hilarious. "No, my lady, you have not." You tilt your head and frown, really? What a shame that is, what kind of mistress am I to not even praise her butler when he's been doing such a good job." You closed your eyes in fake distress with a hand over your heart. You peek at his face with one eye mischievously.
"My lady, it is only my duty as your butler to serve you. I do not require praise in order to 'boost morale'" his tone of voice remained the same yet his eyes had a glow to them. You just rolled your eyes. You were sure he knew what you were up to, yet he remained vigilant.
You were getting bored and losing patience. so you decided it was time to go to the next level and reach for a strand of hair dangling in front of his perfect face. However, he was quick to grab a hold of your wrist, and you gasped silently. "Pardon me, but I dont think it's quite appropriate for a princess to be interacting this closely with her butler," He says while looking up at you teasingly.
You scoff. "Yet the butler is the one handling his princess so roughly." Sebastian was about to say something, but there's suddenly a knock at your door. Sebastian stands to his feet and dusts off his clothes, and you clear your throat. "Come in." A maid rushes in to inform you that the royal party planner had arrived. you scuff annoyedly and stand, "alright, I'll be down in a moment." The maid nods and shuts the door.
slumping back into your chair with a sigh and a hand on your forehead. "Sebastien, go entertain our guests until I feel ready to come down. He bows before leaving the room. it was an understatement to say you were flustered, heart beating a mile a minute. you and Sebastien had this weird bond, which I guess isn't surprising considering he's a demon. well, it's more surprising that the two of you hadn't jumped each others bones yet.
But you were still just a young woman who hadn't had many romantic opportunities. so even when he gives eye contact in the most innocent situations, you get flustered.
You were currently resisting the urge to yawn in front of the royal party planner. You didn't care what color the streamers were, nor did you care which orchestra played. You just wanted to get this over with.
Finally, after hours of convincing the planner to inquire with sebastien. You decide to retire to your room. As you walk to your chambers, you examine your parents' portrait. The strangest familiar feeling of melancholy, to think of how different your life may have been if they were around.
You shake the thoughts away. You try not to think of the past and focus on the future. But what do you have left if your future is dark and your present is unholy and soiled.
You finally make it to your room. You snatched your head around at the sound of the door closing. "Sebastian, do you forget how to knock?" You clutch your heart with a sigh before turning towards your bed standing still as the demon butler undoes the tight string and buttons from your corset, letting it fall to the ground.
"Apologies, Your Highness, however you were the one who told me not to be so timid," you shiver as a cold hand caresses your bare neck. "I- im not sure I know what you're talking about, sebastien." You feel his breath against your ear. "Perhaps I should remind you, your highness~"
You go to turn back around, but Sebastien holds you to his chest. "What are you doing?" You say breathlessly without struggle. "Your Highness, you've been naughty all day. Have you forgotten your manners?" his tone a faux disappointment one you knew better than to take seriously. if you wanted to keep your dignity intact.
His hands wrapped around your waist, one trailing up to your chin and forcing you to look up. You buried his mouth into your neck. The action causes you to let out a soft whimper. If someone were to walk innthere would be no explanation as to why the princess was currently being fondled by her butler.
His other hand trailed lower and lower until he was able to pull your undergarment up and put his hand between your now parted legs. As you felt yourself clench over, nothing you buckled over, but he held onto you like you were as light as a feather. "Please, sebastien~,"you moan while he whispers dirty things in your ear about how you need to learn a lesson.
Somehow, during all this, you ended up next to your bed, and the demon lays you down before crawling on top of you. Even as he rips the fabric from your body off, it was sensual and had you gripping the sheets. Sebastian pulled his gloves off, revealing the mark that binded the two of you together. his lips grazed yours, threatening to connect. "Your Highness, I think it's time for that lesson, don't you?" You groaned while his hand trailed down your chest and back between your legs.
"You seem so eager already. I haven't even touched you yet" the shit eating smirk he had plastered on his face annoyingly turned you on even more. "stop teasing me Sebastien and make me cum alre- hngh~ fuck" he swiftly cut you off as he entered a long finger into your wet folds. " he tilted his head in a cat like manner "you mean like this your highness?" he raised a brow and before you could answer he finally kissed you it was deep and to your surprise quite nasty. his tongue forced its way in your mouth forcing you to breathe through your nose and his fingers sped up creating the lewdest sound you've ever heard you.
you attempted to run your hands through his hair, but he used his free hand to pin your wrists above your head. you squeak suddenly when you feel him bite your lower lip, then he lets go. his pace stayed the same. you could feel deep in your core that you were close. your hips bucked into his hand. his gaze was intense, staring into your soul like he was studying you, like he was waiting. and just right when you were on the edge, he pulled out of you with a pop.
"Hey, what the he-" he placed a finger on your lips. "Remember your highness. This is a lesson. You must learn how to behave.." his hand gripped your face forcing you to purse you lips "and you must learn how to be a good little princess" he leans down and licks your bottom lip leaving a red smudge on his tongue.
you wiggle in his hold, trying to get away, but he only holds you down, trapping you between his legs. then he tuts at you. "Be careful now, i wouldn't want you getting hurt, your highness." You frown at the title. "Stop calling me that." The sly demon only offers you a fake sympathetic exopression "oh but that is your title, or have you forgotten?" he taps his chin as if thinking
