May I request a scenario with naga Jonathan? Like y/n is in arranged marriage with Naga Jonathan, and is both sad and scared of the situation that y/n in? (I'm sorry if this sounds stupid and complicated)
Naga AU
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Her wedding day. It had been something [Name] had used to love dreaming about as a child. The perfect day with the man who had captured her heart and given her his to keep instead. The distant ringing of wedding bells, the sense of wholeness that would fill her as she walked down the isle to the man she would devote her entire life to.
And yet, the day she had once dreamed so fondly of was now one she dreaded with each passing moment. Instead of a man she fell in love with and adored, [Name]’s hand was given to a creature in exchange for peace, fortune and luck for her people’s town. They believed in doing so the creature -the naga- would bestow blessings upon the town with the promise of the ripest crops grown, the best meat produced and the finest hides and furs to sell. While many would have considered this a ‘noble and generous sacrifice’, she saw it as nothing more than a means for her people to get what they want without losing anything of theirs. It was not their sacrifice, it was hers.
The naga was a beast of scales, muscle and hisses. Different shades of blue all melting into one another, making it almost impossible to know where one shade ended and another begun. His muscles showing that he was a predator, built for crushing bones like weakened sticks with but a mere squeeze of his long, dragging trail of a body. The sight of it made cold wisps of fear coil around her muscles and bones, as if his tail was already coiling around her, ready to squeeze.
From the moment the silver band was slipped onto her finger, [Name] had become his property. His. It was a beautiful ring, mind you, but the fact it was made her heart ache more. Her days now composed of sitting around the naga’s nest in a cave that he had claimed close to the town. It was well-furnished for a place like it, including having a source of heat from the fire that he had set up and would often curl around to keep warm. The cold-blooded creature he was.
Despite all of this, the naga, Jonathan as he was called, had not laid his hands upon her and had yet to do so. He did not touch her, he did not threaten her or belittle her. Actually, as [Name] thought about it, he had done nothing to her that was not of her say so. Still, the cold brushes of fear-laced sorrow that traced around her chest remained present, remaining as strong as it did the day it was first announced of their marriage, and the life she knew was snatched away.
The passion for life she once had had snuffed out, the spark and glow in her [Eye colour] eyes had dwindled down to nothing but a dying speck. She was less than half the person she once was now. All because of this.
[Eye colour] eyes stared at the dancing flames of the fire with a blankness to them, not looking at the flames but through them, past them. Her mind wandering around in a slow state, thoughts coming and going. The distant singing of birds could be heard, whispers along the gentle breeze that flowed past the entrance of the cave.
“Um, excussse me, [Name].” The sound of her husband’s voice was heard but she made no move to look or acknowledge his presence. A behaviour that was no longer new to them. “I...um, I-I brought you sssomething. To try and cheer you up a little.” He spoke, shuffling something in his arms before setting them down beside her, keeping a respectful space between them. His tail curled behind him, out of her sight. The objects were a few different books of different genres, along with a collect of papers and pencils of different shades and tones.
“I heard from the townssspeople that you usssed to draw and read. Ssso I brought you thessse. I hope you like them.” It was true, Jonathan had left often to gather and find gifts for his wife. He wanted her to understand that, even though the marriage was not his own wish, he would care for her as he would regardless. But seeing her like this made his heard ache, he didn’t like seeing her upset.
He slithered away, giving her the space she seemed to want and went off to hunt. Slowly, her eyes shifted from the flames to the items beside her. The books were of good condition, and she recognised some from her house in the town. In fact, most of what he laid out before her was hers. He brought them to her. Her hand moved and gently grabbed one, bringing it close to her. The gesture was kind, even she was aware of that.
The faintest of smiles lightly twitched her lips at this. Her eyes then trailing off to where Jonathan had slithered off to.
May I request a scenario with Naga Jonathan and hunter reader? Like the reader thought that the naga was a monster, but only to find out when meeting Jonathan that he's actually really nice?
Naga AU
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For many creatures, there were always something that hunted them. For mice, it was anything larger than them. For something like deer, it was predators. For something like a naga, it was hunters. Nagas were seen as powerful creatures of strength and influence, and sometimes being seen as primarily represents rebirth, death and mortality, due to its casting of its skin and being symbolically "reborn".
Though, while some saw them as beneficial symbols, there were always those who feared them, seeing them as a sign of an omen. And thus, wished them dead. That was where [Name] fit into all this. She was one of the few people in the world who could hunt these creatures, and has done so in the past. And was as such leading her to a town that had contacted her, asking her to come and rid them of a believed naga stalking in the woods that surrounded the town. She had accepted it and was currently examining the sightings of the naga.
A collection of people had told her what they have seen and this naga sounded to be larger than any other she has encountered before, so she would have to be very cautious. If this naga could take a human form, like some could, she would also have to be careful about that. A lot of risks came from this form of job but someone needed to do it.
Days ticked by and the [Hair colour] hunter had found indications of a naga but not the den yet. That was something she needed to try and locate, hoping that this naga had not produced any offspring. Though, she was not the only one seeking something as the naga was aware of her presence but he had no desire to attack her. Despite what many believed, he was not a monster. He never once harmed a human nor did he wish to.
Jonathan was not like others of his kin and he simply wanted to live peacefully. He prayed that the hunter would see reason if their paths did cross. As he had returned to his den, he stopped, a foreign scent in the air as he tasted it.
“Oh dear.” Preparing for the worst, Jonathan slowly slithered closer to his den, noticing how the scent grew more. He spotted a trap laid out, hidden among the tall grass. Metal teeth waiting to sink deep into his muscle and flesh. He moved upright and held his hands out, in a submissive action.
“I know you’re there, hunter.” He called out, brilliant blue eyes scanning around for the hunter and any other traps. “Please, come out. I mean no harm.” His senses peeked, searching for anything amiss around him. A flicker of movement caught his attention to the side, the cold, dark hole of the barrel of a gun staring him down, followed by [Eye colour] eyes locked on him. Jonathan kept still as the woman emerged slowly, even bringing the full length of his tail into her line of sight. He showed no signs of being a threat to her.
“You’re the naga I’ve heard of.” She spoke, her tone firm and unshaken, determined. “What’re you doing to these people? What’s your goal?” She questioned, keeping the barrel of the gun locked on the sapphire coloured naga. Jonathan simply remained still and kept his hands and tail in sight for her, showing there is no way he can strike her from the sides.
“Miss, I wish to survive, that is all. I have caused no harm to anyone, I swear.” He spoke, keeping his eyes on hers, not hiding anything, “I have no intention to cause harm to anyone. All I wish is to survive peacefully.” [Name] had gone against naga before, she knew how they could lie and twist words to their own fitting. Lies spilling from their lips as smoothly as their venom did. Being cautious was always important when dealing with one of these creatures.
Though, this one’s eyes held no deception nor deceit. He was sincere. Something many of his kind weren’t. In this line of work, with how dangerous it could be, she was always told to trust her gut with the situation. And at this moment, it was telling her this naga was genuine. Slowly, very slowly, [Name] lowered the gun in her hands, her eyes still locked on the naga. A small, gentle smile lifted its lips at this.
“My name is Jonathan, miss. Thank you for seeing reason and listening to me.” the creature spoke, such a gentle and kind tone, it was different but nice. [Name] nodded her head,
“You’re welcome. I’ve never encountered a naga like you before.” She told him, “I’m [Name].” Jonathan smiled at her and slowly approached, not wishing to rush and make her feel threatened again, and held his clawed hand out.
“It’s a pleasure to meet you, [Name].” A smile lifted her lips at this as she brought her hand up and shook his.
“Likewise.”
From her experience, nagas took to heart and nature of their serpent ways. Everything from their power to how they deceived others. Despite what he was, Jonathan wasn’t a monster like they were.
Naga Jonathan and Naga Speedwagon is holding human y/n close so the other danger noodle, won't hurt y/n. Y/n: "Speedwagon. Jonathan. You two are crushing me." Naga Jonathan: "Oh sorry!" naga Speedwagon: "We're only protecting you."
PFFF OMG DARK JONA VS HIS ALTERNATE GOOD GUY SELVES XD Vamp!Jona: *bites him* Naga!Jona: *coils around him* Mer!Jona: *drags him into the water* Android!Jona: *rocket-fists him* Pillarman!Jona: *picks him up and throws him* All of the Jonathans, to Dark!Jona: "AND DON'T YOU EVER COME NEAR ERINA AND SPEEDWAGON AGAIN!"
Erina and Speedwagon: *Both surrounded by the Jonathans*
Speedwagon: You reckon this is how bein' blessed by angels feel?
Jonaverse. Mer Jonathan: "Your scales are so dry! Do you need water?" Naga Jonathan: "No need, I live on land!" Mer Jonathan: "But you also have no legs..."
Speedwagon: *Sighs* This is going to take a while.
