๐๐จ๐ฐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ข๐ฌ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ง ๐ฐ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐๐จ๐ง๐๐๐ฌ๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ข๐ซ ๐๐๐๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ
โคท gender neutral, ambiguous race, and any size reader. Requests are open, thank you for reading!
a/n: yes I am writing for Red Rising! For now I write for Darrow, Sevro, Ragnar & Cassius
Warnings: spoilers! swears!
แดนแตหขแตแตสณหกแถคหขแต | แดนแตหขแตแตสณหกแถคหขแต แดตแดต
๐๐๐ซ๐ซ๐จ๐ฐ ๐จ๐ ๐๐ฒ๐ค๐จ๐ฌ
ใปThe Reaper had his eye on you ever since you met.
ใปYou weren't a Gold, or a soldier, but you wanted to be apart of the revolution.
ใปPlacing a gun in your hands made Darrow uneasy. Moreso than the others.
ใปHe was the one that taught you how to use it; Darrow found ways for you to be alone together.
ใปBut he was never honest with himself. Never let the love he had for you, be felt within him.
ใปBecause you could be taken from him. Just like so many others were.
ใปAnd he didn't know if he could survive that.
ใปSo, it wasn't until you were taken.
ใปThe heard the gunshots, then your comms failed.
ใปHis mind only played a word, a two letter word: 'No, no, no, no.' Over and over again.
ใปHe ran down to the hanger. Telling the nearest pilot to gear up. His was going after you.
ใปBut somehow your comms reconnected. You were badly injured, but on your way back to him.
ใปEveryone left the medbay when the Reaper walked in, eyes red-rimmed, he knelt beside your bed. Took your hand, and kissed your knuckles.
"You cannot do that again.," he looked you at you; his golden eyes watering.
"If something happens to you. I will not survive it. Because ... I-I ...I love you."
๐น๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ป๐๐๐๐ โธ Slow burn โธ Pining & Yearning
๐๐๐ฏ๐ซ๐จ ๐๐ฎ ๐๐๐ซ๐๐
ใปHe finds you in your quarters.
ใปActing completely un-Sevro-like. His hands are in his pockets.
ใปHe's actually clean for once. No dirt or blood on his body or clothes.
ใปAnd even once the door closes, he's doesn't walk towards you. Sevro hesitates. His red eyes dart towards you then at the floor. He cannot look at you for too long.
"Sev? You okay?"
ใปHe coughs, rubbing the bag of his neck. His mohawk is perfectly done
ใปHe has a few bruises on his exposed skin. Many scars. Many, many scars.
"Yeah, yeah uh-"
ใปYou get up from your desk to walk over to him. Crossing your arms, you cock your head and wait.
"Talk."
"Right- I um..."
ใปYou give him a minute. But you start to get worried. What if he's sick? What if he's dying?
"Sevro tell me right now!"
"Fuck! Fine! I bloody damn love you! Okay?" He quiets. Then looks away, takes a breath and looks you in the eyes.
"I love you with everything I have. Everthing I am."
ใปYou stand still.
ใปAnd let out a breath of relief.
๐น๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ป๐๐๐๐ โธFeral Love โธMore Alike Than Not
๐๐๐ ๐ง๐๐ซ ๐๐จ๐ฅ๐๐ซ๐ฎ๐ฌ
ใปFeelings are shown differently by the Obsidians.
ใปThey are more open, more poetic in their emotions. And feeling love -
ใปIt feels more heavy ... more enveloping
ใปAnd that's exactly how Ragnar feels
ใปAs he stands face to face with you (having to kneel down to see your face) He does not smile.
ใปIt's outside, stars above you, grass below.
ใปYou had been drinking along with the other Howlers and Ragnar had pulled you aside.
ใปJust within the treeline, you watch him as he watches you. A blush blooms across both your cheeks.
ใปHis hand reaches out and touches your chest; exactly where your heart is. You gasp:
"I need to tell you," Ragnar whispers in his mighty voice.
ใปHis attention makes it hard to breathe.
"You can tell me anything, Ragnar," you reply in a hush voice, finding it difficult to keep eye contact. Ragnar doesn't find it hard at all.
"You are the air I breathe," he takes your hands in his big ones. He's warm. Even without a shirt.
"And I can't think about anyone else. You are on my mind, even during grave missions."
ใปYou laugh. But he doesn't.
ใปYou're feeling warmer and warmer. Then he pulls you closer.
"May I - may I kiss you?"
๐น๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ป๐๐๐๐ โธ Different Cultures โธSoulmates
๐๐๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ข๐ฎ๐ฌ ๐๐ฎ ๐๐๐ฅ๐ฅ๐จ๐ง๐
ใปYou only new the older Cassius, not the young, petty, dramatic Golden prince who wanted to keep the Society.
ใปNo, you met the mature Cassius; and you still hated him.
ใปWell, you called it hate. When really you were head over heels for him but didn't feel good enough.
ใปHe was the most handsome man you had ever met. Curly golden locks, tanned skin, dimples when he smiled.
ใปHell, he was nearly 7 ft tall.
ใปAnd he had such charm that you blushed 1. whenever you were in the same room with him and 2. whenever you thought about him
ใปLittle did you know, he cared about you deeply.
ใปAnd he didn't think he deserved anything good. Because Cassius was too ashamed of his past. Too ashamed of his actions.
ใปBut with more time spent together, he made you feel so at ease, that your guard started to slip
ใปSmall physical affection started; bumping shoulders while sitting next to each other. Moving the hair from your face. Sparring but getting closer then what was necessary.
ใปOne day, you two were doing your normal routine. When you turned to face him and he was already so close. Nearly nose to nose.
ใปYou let out a sound. A sound that captured how you felt inside: wrecked and devoted.
ใปHis hand cupped the back of your neck and pulled you forward. His plush lips meeting yours in a politely passionate embrace.
ใปIt only escalated when he pulled back, releasing what he had done. You didn't want to stop. So you pulled him back in. By grabbing his cheeks.
ใปHe moaned and bit your bottom lip.
ใปBreaking apart, you were both stunned. You could not speak.
ใปBut of course Cassius could -
"I have wanted to do that for weeks."
๐น๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ป๐๐๐๐ โธ Enemies to Friends to Lovers โธForbidden Love













