Orc tribe x fem reader
had a dream and needed to write this out
basically there is a prophecy that the infertile king can have babies with a human women blessed by their goddess of fertility, the goddess gives their shamen a vision of reader so he makes a painting of the reader which gets everyone to make art resembling the reader to make it easier to identify her and bring her to their king
you live alone in a cottage in the woods the days are long and hard full of chores but you don't mind it's easy enough wake up make breakfast, let the chickens out, tend to the garden, weave some baskets to sell the eggs in, put the chickens back in their coop, have dinner then bed
not exactly glamorius but a good life non the less ever since you where a little girl you wanted that cottage in the woods and that beautiful life, and you finally have it
you had just let the chickens out their coop and are making your way deeper into the woods to get some of those good branches the thin, soft ones that you can weave into baskets when you spot it, a trail of blood, with a sigh you follow it you really hate having to kill the local foxes but if they got another one of your chickens then your afraid they've forced your hand
you push some bushes aside and your suspicions are confirmed, one of your chickens is bloody and dead, judging by the light grey feathers it's Penny, oh poor baby, you hear a growl and half hidden in the bush behind Penny is a wolf, crouched low and growling at you he's skinny and hungry and his eyes are set on you, dammit you can take a fox but not a wolf you try to back up but hear a growl behind you, a second wolf, you are so fucked
the wolf behind you jumps foreward biting your arm and pulling you to the ground you do your best to curl up protecting your soft bits as the first wolf jumps ontop biting your leg as it's pulled against you chest
time seems to slow down memories flashing before your eyes, getting the keys to your cottage, your first chicken, her first egg, when you painted the outside of your cottage two summers ago but it got too hot you gave up until automn, making your first sale at the market, a green arm reaching for you,
wait what, your pulled from your thaughts by a big green arm pulling you up and away from the wolves throwing you over the riders thighs as he rides away on what has to be the biggest horse you've ever seen, you twist to look up at the rider, he's an orc, a bit on the lankier side for their species but still larger then any man you've known he has one long black braid with a few hairs loose around his face, he has soft brown eyes and a bow slinged over his back
the horse begins to slow down as you assume he has outran the wolves, he looks down at you and grabs you by the shoulders gently he pulls you up into a sitting position facing him, he brushes the dirt off of you and chatters happily
"Hello sma ni, khe liwo be alright, jiak liwo jeg lat votar"
you don't understand a word he's saying and he repostitions you so your facing forward one hand securaly on the reigns the other holding you close to his chest
you squeal gripping his arm and trying to huddle down which leads to the orcs free hand pushing your head into his chest as the horse gallops along, it feels like hours have passed theres no saddle on this horse so you feel like your thighs are being rubbed raw your so scared
your startled out of your thoughts by hands lifting you up off the horse then down onto the ground you barely have the time to put your feet out so your not just plopped on the ground, your unsteady on your feet thighs rubbed raw from the journey and now rubbing together as you walk damn these fat thighs
you look around and see you are surrounded by orcs, the one that took you hear is pulling a boar that you definately didn't notice off the horse and giving it to another larger orc, but he doesn't leave to prep the boar instead he stays watching you, when he notices your watching him too he raises the boar up onto his shoulder flexing his arm mucles in what was meant to be a casual way he calls out to you
"Dez sma ni jiak'll warm lat tog tor ul kri-krisur"
you look away from him not wanting to entertain him only to see a crowd of orcs have formed all staring at you it makes you nervous and you back up until you reach the horse using him as a piller of support
two bigger meaner looking orcs part the crowd, both have dusty green skin and big tusks with silver bands on them and big axes strapped to their backs one has a long red braid with the sides of his hair shaved the other has black hair in a series of braids they part the crowd with ease before grabbing you and pulling you around so they can get a good look "i think this is the one" the red braid states turning your face towards him, the black haired orc grunts looking you over "i think she might be, theres nothing out of place" that seems to make the red braided orc happy as he leans forward and kisses you, you jolt back but he holds you in place his tongue slipping inside and exploring lapping around before licking your own tongue on his way out, he looks down at you with hazy eyes both hands on your hips now "Afar ul goddess, nalkruska your done bearing ul kings pups surely najor let's naj-ri'uk guards have ij der"
the black haired orc elbows him which seems to snap him back to reality and they begin leading me into an impressive building carved into the side of a cliff
this is not good, your being led into a building by two guys one of which has made it very clear he's intrested in you, god are there any girls here? maybe they'll take pity on you and let you go, you look around this place it's fancy, big stone pillars with murals between them they look like story telling more then potraits
the two orcs lead you into a room to the side of the hallway it's a bathing room, one big pool of heated water in the middle and a stone waterfall being used as a shower with a few women milling about at the smaller pools off to the side washing clothes
yay women, a few come over inspecting you and they seem to find what their looking for as they squeal and pull you over to the center pull they shoo the two guards away and begin stripping you and pulling you into the water where they all take turns bathing you, you go along with this part in this room of nice scents your overly aware of how terrible you smell from working the farm all morning
you look up at the murals in the bathing room surprisingly they hold a human figure instead of an orc, she looks kind of like you which is a bit surprising but could be a coincidence as the murals are more abstract but you freeze spotting a framed picture, that is you, no doubt about it, that explains the pampering, you look at the murals again deciding it's better to see what they think of you
the first frame has you on a horse holding onto an orc man, your arrival thats already happened, the next frame your wearing a light green dress theres an orc man on his knees holding your hand the background of the mural is full of flowes and treasure, the next frame the kneeling orc is now standing behind you as you nurse a bundle to your chest, christ, it's some baby prophecy, what can you do?, they don't understand your language obviously, and doubt you can make your way back home, well if your going to be forced into some baby prophecy might as well make the best of it
one of the orc women lifts you out the bath and places you on the ground as two others help dress you, one actually putting the dress on you the other sliding gold bangles onto your wrist, your not sure how you feel about these orcs constantly manhandling and picking you up you'll decide how you feel later as currently your on the move again the women guiding you out and down the hall, now you pay more attention to the murals knowing you'll probably meet the people in them, the man from your mural is a repearing figure, the murals tell the story of a brutal man most of the murals are him holding axes or heads,
your guided into a long dining hall with two long tables piled with food each one is full of orcs drinking or talking in their strange language, they quiet down as they spot you nudging each other until their all looking at you, you lead up to the front of the room where theirs a raised platform with it's own table and two thrones, one of which is empty the other holding a large orc, the one from the murals he seems annoyed at the all the orcs falling silent and gets up to ask whats so important with a snarl on his face but he falls silent when he spots you
you hide as best you can behind the female orc holding your arm, the king tilts his head trying to get a better look at you he reaches forword and you tense scared of what he will do
"Oh sma blessed ni, let alnej look na lat" he seems to coo in orcish pulling you out from the orc women who back up and join the feast leaving you vulnerable to the orc king who inspects you, his fingers run thru your hair, he tilts your head around to look at you, you squeal as his hands wrap around your legs and pick you up carrying you over to his throne sitting down he keeps you on his lap, you wrap your arms around his neck not wanting to fall, he leans towards the table infront of you that has an impressive food spread and he picks up some meat leaning back into his chair he feeds the meat to you
the night continues like this, your held on his lap and fed bits of the feast eventually as the feast reaches it's peak he carries you to a doorway behind the throne to his bedroom, theres a big bed covered in animal furs a closet off to the side and a second door leading to presumably the bathroom, he sits you down on the bed and strips off his tunic, you squeal backing up on the bed looking up at him, he looks down at himself assuming your put off by the blood on his stomach or the general dirt, he grumbles and turns walking into the bathroom to clean off, you jump out of bed inspecting the walls looking for a way out you find a window and kick it open jumping out, everyones at the feast so it's considerably easy to sneak out you walk for hours your feet hurt so bad you think they may be bleeding
and thats when you see it, your house your weeping tears of joy as you walk up the steps wincing as you peel your boots off, your chickens are all inside your house as you didn't get the chance to lock them up in their coop, it's alright, you don't think you could sleep alone anyway, you walk into the bathroom filling the tub up you slip in sighing in relief looking over as you hear the fluttering of wings as one of your chickens flies up onto the rim of the tub, you rub her head with one finger "hello Polly"
divider by @pixopix
might suck clearing out my drafts also my asks are open
translations
hello little one, it will be alright, i will take you home - Hello sma ni, khe liwo be alright, jiak liwo jeg lat votar
come little one i'll warm you up for the chief - Dez sma ni jiak'll warm lat tog tor ul kri-krisu
by the goddess, when your done bearing the kings pups surely he let's his guards have a go - Afar ul goddess, nalkruska your done bearing ul kings pups surely najor let's naj-ri'uk guards have ij der
oh little blessed one, let me look at you - Oh sma blessed ni, let alnej look na lat
used this sight to translate (here)
