ʚɞ ˓ ⌗ 🐊 a beastfae!sebek x reader fanfic pt. 1 : pt. 2 .e
warnings: no sebek yet :(, belle!reader, fluff, mention of riddle rosehearts, mention of ashton vargas (he has a son), reader might have anger issues (im projecting), a lil short cuz i have big intentions for the next part, not beta read (sorry if there's mistakes)
RING!!!!!
The clock on the wall rings in large echoes as you get up to start your boring, plain, and basic provincial life. Your own dress itself was this mundane shade of blue that you grew accustomed to using everyday. Every single day was repetitive and dull. Nothing interesting happened but you're still thankful since it means that nothing bad ever occurred. Still, you feel longing for something exciting, electrifying, & exhilarating. An adventure.
You go about your day, strolling through the many shops and stalls in the plaza, hearing all the jests the townspeople make about your beauty and rather.... unique personality 'til you arrive at a quaint bookstore where you meet Riddle Rosehearts, your friend and the owner of the Heartstrings Library.
"Hello dear! Came for another book, I see?" Riddle exclaims. "Absolutely! I loved the first book that you recommended. Daring sword-fights, magic & fantasy, it was splendid Riddle!" You say with glee as you recall the events of the book. "Well then, here, read this. It's about two lovers in Paris. I think this might pique your interest." He shares as he hands you a fairly big, hardbound red book with two people kissing on the cover. "Why, thank you dear friend! I'll be sure to read it all right away. Ill be going now though, I still have many chores to do afterall!" You say as you turn for the door.
However, it seems you cannot leave the establishment as a certain, boorish hunter & his wimpy, chicken-hearted son blocks your way. "Ah! If it isn't my son, Gaspard, future wife! Bumping into me, the one and only Ashton Vargas in here of all places!" His voice booms like a loud, annoying strike to the ear. "I already told you, Monsieur Vargas, I will not be marrying your son!" You raised your voice, hoping that your message will finally heard but alas, it seems to have fallen on deaf ears as he suddenly pushed Gaspard toward you and said: "Oh nonsense! You'll learn to love him too! Look at him he's smitten for you!" You hear from behind the boy as you look at him with the most disgusted face you can manage. The nerve of this hunter! You storm off outside the bookstore as you push away the lily-livered Gaspard from your arms.
Ugh!!! .... What does a girl have to do to get some peace & quiet in this town?
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warnings: oneshot, fluff, forced proximity, enemies denying they're meant to be lovers, mention of kalim al-asim, mention of riddle rosehearts, @yiyismind cameo, open-ending (you decide what happens next)
Jamil hates you. And you know that.
But honestly…. do you really care?
"Kalim! I told you to study! We have a big test tomorrow & you haven't even studied half of the test materials." Jamil states in a strict tone. You and Kalim were supposed to be studying but you guys got a little bit distracted… Okay, maybe a lot distracted considering the fact that there's confetti & glitter everywhere right now. "If only you didn't have any distractions near you, then you'd be able to study in peace." Sheesh, talk about being a buzzkill. Sometimes you think he's more strict than Riddle. But, hey, let's not dwell on that… at all.
"C'mon guys! Don't fight! I don't like seeing two of my bestest friends fight!" Kalim says as he sees you two practically boring into one another's soul. I don't think you two seemed to hear what Kalim said though, seeing as the staring just got even more intense. Kalim just sighed in irritation. You guys are his best friends! He doesn't even understand why you guys detest eachother! He needs you guys to make up, to get to know eachother! Wait…. get to know eachother?… THAT'S IT! Kalim now has a plan! He's gonna set you two up on a friendly date!
Surely nothing wrong would happen, right?
Now here you two are, dressed to the nines as Kalim drops you & Jamil off to a luxurious restaurant called "Yiyi's Mind". "Alright guys I'll drop you off here! You guys have an unlimited budget for spending, make sure to use it to get along!" Kalim pulls down the car window, a big smile spread across his face. "Bye-bye now folks!!! Have fun!! Don't fight!!!" Kalim says as he orders the driver to start the car & get out of there. "WAIT– Kalim!!!! … I'm gonna pray he survives without me…." Jamil shouts towards the runaway car, but it seems Kalim has no care for whatever Jamil had to say.
"Jeez Jamil, do you have no trust in Kalim whatsoever? You know he's not a baby, right?" You say sarcastically yet also judging his assessment on Kalim's character. That was always what you didn't like about Jamil, he always thought of Kalim as more like a burden to his plans. "Seriously though, learn to cool off! Kalim sent us together here so we can ' get to know eachother '…. You know even though I do hate you, I still want to enjoy my time in this fancy-schmancy restaurant so cool your jets & let's go inside." You look at him with a focused aggression boring into him. Jamil just glanced at you with an annoyed expression, seemingly wanting to get out of there as soon as possible. "… Please?" You say while averting your eyes. It's embarrassing to say ' please ' to someone you consider to have a life-long hatred with. Too consumed by your own thoughts of embarrassment, you never noticed the soft gaze Jamil gave you in return. "… Fine, I'll relax just this once. For you." Amazing! You can finally get the rest you deserve & needed without having to worry about his buzzkill personality killing the vibe!
Wait.
What did he just say?
// half-assed fic... sorry y'all (also yeah open-ending cuz i am too tired to think of a ending)
ʚɞ ˓ ⌗ 🐊 a beastfae!sebek x reader fanfic pt. 2 : pt. 3 .e
warnings: no sebek yet :(, belle!reader, fluff, beast anatomy (for sebek), mention of trey clover, mention of ashton vargas, bimbettes that get on your nerves, PHILIPPE THE HORSE!!!!, reader might have anger issues (im projecting), not beta read (sorry if there's mistakes)
How does a girl cool off?
Well in your case, cooling off meant enjoying a nice dessert while reading a good book in a nice environment. So, here you are now, inside the "Clover Family Bakery" chatting up it's resident pastry chef, Trey Clover. "I mean seriously, Trey! Father had already declined Monsieur Vargas' offer yet he still keeps on insisting! It is seriously getting on my nerves!" You say as you angrily flip to the next page of your romance novel. "Easy now, you wouldn't want to damage that book of yours, do you?" He states while simultaneously piping some whipped cream on top of a delectably sweet-looking strawberry tart. "Ugh.... You're right. I shouldn't think about it too much..." You said, glumly taking a bite out of your croissant.
You stay inside the bakery for a few more hours to unwind until you hear whispers & gossiping right behind you about.... your father? "I heard her father is going out of town for a inventors convention! She'll be all alone once he leaves. Seriously, he must be such a deadbeat leaving her all alone in this town." The bimbette behind you exclaims in a rather loud whisper. "If only she'd just marry Gaspard already, then she wouldn't be considered such a lonely & beautiful spinster..." The second bimbette shares in such a judgemental tone. How dare they! You'll have to give them a piece of your mind! "Hey! How dare you call my father a deadbeat, he's doing what he can for me! Also, he is not leaving town! I surely would have known if he did!" You shout at them in anger. "Oh really? Well why did we see your father's carriage filled to the brim with all sorts of weird cuckoo stuff?"
"Surely not? They must be wrong..." You thought as doubt creeps into your mind. "Go on then! Run back to your home and tell us we're wrong!" The first bimbette says with immediate confidence. "Fine! I will!" You say as you run for the door, completely forgetting about your pastry, your novel, and paying Trey for his services. "Sigh.... That girl never knows to calm down...." Seems like you'll have to come back to the bakery soon as to not anger Trey even more.
Sprinting back home, you were shocked to see that those birdbrains were, in fact, right. In front of you & your father's small cottage was a carriage filled with all the inventions he was working on for the past few weeks. You couldn't believe it. Betrayal... from your own father. As you were lost in your thoughts you saw your father hitch up Philippe, his steed. "Father! Is true? You're actually leaving for the convention?!" You march up to him, worried & demanding answers. "I'm sorry dear, but it is true. I just didn't want you to worry about me too much! You need to live your own life as well." Your father exclaims softly inspite of your troubled expression.
"Tell you what, I'll bring something back from the convention, anything you want my dear." He promises to you wholeheartedly, making you think about what to request.
"A red rose. Bring me back a red rose, father." Requesting a red rose? In the middle of autumn? You surely have gone positively crazy to request that. "Whatever makes you happy my dear... Well then, off to the woods for us, Philippe!" Your father exclaims as he loads up the last of his stuff into the carriage, finally boarding and setting off into the distance. "Goodbye father! Good luck at the convention! Take care of yourself!" You shout as he leaves, leaving a hint of worry in your tone of speaking.