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honeybubblegumpink · 1 year

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Dungeons and dragons honor among thieves

◦°´*•.¸♡ 𝕩𝕖𝕟𝕜 𝕪𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕒𝕣 𝕩 𝕨𝕚𝕗𝕖! ℝ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕣 ♡¸.◦°˚°◦☙

Note : I was a little tired of write part 3 of siren reader x xenk because I wanted a little break . So I thought of what it be like to be xenk wife :) I hope you enjoy ! English is not my first language so sorry for the mistakes not proofread

Genre : pure fluff

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" hhhhmmm " I stretch as I felt the warm sun on my skin. I looked around to see that my husband side of the bed was empty. He most have gotten up early I thought . I've been married to a xenk for 3 years now and being his wife is the best decision I ever made.

I get dressed and made the bed before going down stairs to see my husband makeing breakfast

" good morning dear " I greated my husband grabbing a towel and a bucket of water from the barrel to clean myself up and head towards the sink

" good morning love, breakfast will be done after you washed up " xenk said in the sweetest voice ever.

" you know you could have wake me up so I could help you with making breakfast dear. " I said while I washing my face and dry myself with the towel .

" now why would I disturb my wife of her sleep? You look so peaceful sleeping , I couldn't bring myself to wake you up " xenk said ,my heart melted at his honey like words .

" do you want your eggs scramble this time? " he asked after getting two eggs

" okay " I said , getting the table ready for breakfast . Xenk is scrambling the eggs .

" here you go " I gave him a bowl to put the eggs in

" thanks love " he grabbed it from my hand and kisses my forehead

after having breakfast I gather the plates and bowl to the sink. Xenk handed me a bucket of water and help me with the dishes. I told him I can do it but him having a kind soul insist on helping. Not only did he helped me with the dishes he also help me around the house.

I've been in the wood for about an hour now to see what I can hunt for tonight supper. I didn't bring xenk with me because I know how he is when it comes to hunting. He would always let the animals go because he couldn't stand it to kill them . That's why I do the hunting and the reason why we don't eat meat often, but on some days we eat some fish. Today I'm hunting for some wild mushroom so I can make a delicious mushroom soup

" oh my goodness, I hit the jackpot this time ! " I said running to collect as many mushrooms in my basket as I can.

" perfect ! " I looked at my basket that was filled with wild mushrooms . I spent another hour around the woods collecting some berries to make a jam to go along with bread or tea , I came along a field colorful flower I decided to pick a few to decorate the house since the house seem a little dull of color.

I walk back home happily with today mushroom hunt. I open the door " I'm home " I said but no response . "Xenk most be out " I said to myself . he's probably helping someone right now. I put the basket at the kitchen counter ith the barriers I just collected. I pour some water into the vase and put the flower in to the vase. I carry it to place it at the fire place .

" I'm sure he would like the flowers " I turn and go outside to chop some wood for cooking and for the fire place. I go inside with the chopped wood in my hands and started the fire for cooking.

After some time I tasted the mushroom soup before deciding it was finished , as i covered the pot with the lid I hear the door opening and i knew it was xenk as I heard his voice and some others as well

" wait you have a wife? " a young female voice said

" yes "

" Wow how am I not surprised , of course he has a wife , why would he?" I heard another say but this time a young man voice

" welcome back home love and i see you brought visitors " I said putting the spoon down before going to kiss him on the cheek.

" I hope you don't mind us coming in " a older looking woman said.

I smiled at her and shook my head " it's no trouble at all "

" shes so nice " I hear young female whisper to the other male

" would guys like some tea? I just made wild berries jam . It would go lovely with the black tea I bought yesterday " I said grabbing the kettle and filling it with some water.

" sure why not " the man with a lute said.

" great " i said putting the kettle in the open fire . As I was pouring the hot tea into the six cups with wild berry jam . I mix each cup with a but if honey as I did I hear there conversation about the helmet .

" wait the under dark ? " doric said

" we're you trying to keep it save? Why would you ever put it down there ?" edgin complains

" because it would be the last place anyone who value their life would go " my husband said

" sounds lovely " Simon said after hearing what my husband had said where the helmet was put

" quite the opposite " my husband told Simon in a serious tone

" I know I was being ironic " Simon said as I laughed a little handing out the hot tea to them.

" thank you " doric said before grabbing the cup. I seated myself on the couch. After some time they all agreed to go to the under dark tomorrow because they don't have any choice but go and get the helmet.

I offered them to stay at the house till tomorrow because they don't have anywhere to stay . I surve them my mushroom soup for super and more black tea. We where all on the couch Simon and edgin where sitting on the carpet enjoy some tea until. Holga ask " how long have you and xenk been together? "

" married? " I asked

" yeah " holga said sipping her tea

" Ive been married with xenk for 3 year " I reply to holga

" wait 3 years? And you guys are not planning on having kids? " Simon said . I cough at Simon words because it was just out of the blue.

" are you already love?" Xenk said rubbing circle behind my back. I nodded and took another sip from my tea.

" Simon why did you have to ask that? " edgin said

"Sorry I didn't mean to-uhm- i-i "

"It's okay Simon. " I reassure him feeling a little flush. I have to admit that I have been think what our lives would be like if me and xenk have any children. I looked up to see xenk staring at me that made me clustered. He lean in close and whispered " let talk about it later okay love? " then he kisses my forehead.

It was getting late, I gave our guess some blankets and pillows so they could comfortably stay in the living room. I walk up to to the bed and hugged my husband from the back. my arms around his neck as I gave him some small butterfly kiss . He chuckles and pulls me into his embrace.

" so are we having that talk now ?" I said giving him one more kiss but in the lips this time. He just smiled in return before speaking

" have you ever thought of having a child with me love? " he started in a serious tone

" of course " face to face , I answer and sat on his lap . " have you? " I asked him

" well certainly " xenk puts his hand around my waist ." would you like to have a child together love "

I stare at his eyes before answering with a nod . He smiles and gave me a passionate kiss full of love and warm. His hands slides up but I stop him " but now now love. We have guess " I said

" how unfortunate. But it can't be helped." Xenk lift me up and lay me down on the bed before climbing on the bed himself. He holds my hand , kisses and Squeezing them. Before looking into my eyes at saying-

" I can't wait for us to have a family love " he finished his sentence and pulls me close to him. We both cuddle and drifted off to sleep

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I hope you guys like it !

Kinda short but I spent hours on writing this and its almost 2am

𝙷𝚎𝚢 𝙸 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚊𝚢 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚌𝚔 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚖𝚢 𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚡𝚎𝚗𝚔 𝚢𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚛 𝚡 𝚛𝚞𝚗 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛

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bi-bard · 1 year

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Cruel Trick of Fate - Xenk Yendar Imagine [Dungeons & Dragons: Honor Among Thieves]

Title: Cruel Fate

Pairing: Xenk Yendar X Reader

Word Count: 1,508 words

Warning(s): self-image issues (i think that's a good way to describe it), mention of attack

Summary: Xenk saves the life of a person in need. (Y/n)'s time spent healing brings the duo exceptionally closer than either of them considered to be possible.

Author's Note: I don't know if I'm surprised that this is happening or not.

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My story truly begins when I woke up in what I assumed was a cave.

I had no idea where I was or how I had gotten there. And once I blinked the sleep from my eyes, I realized those facts and shoved myself out of the bed.

I scrambled, doing a circle in the hopes of getting some kind of hold on my surroundings. It didn't do much.

I reached over blindly, grabbing a stick of some kind that I could use as a makeshift weapon.

"You shouldn't be moving around."

I jumped when I heard a voice. I held out my arms, trying to look more threatening to the man than I actually was.

"You hit your head," he said. "You should sit down before your head begins to hurt again."

"Who are you and where am I," I asked. "And why did you bring me here?"

"My name is Xenk Yendar, this is my home, and you were attacked," he answered simply.

I raised an eyebrow at him. "That didn't actually answer my final question."

"Your head was hurt," he repeated. "By the creature that attacked you. Do you not remember?"

"Head injuries can impact memory," I replied. "Shocking, I know."

"I do not find that shocking at all," his eyebrows furrowed for a moment.

"I was being- it wasn't- why am I explaining the concept of language to you," I scolded myself more than I truly spoke to him. "Let me go."

"I cannot do that in good conscience," he shook his head. "How are you feeling?"

"I- I'm fine," I blinked a few times when a spiking pain shot through my head, finding a place in my temple to continuously remind me of its presence. "I want to go home."

"If I allow you to do that and you end up even more hurt on the trip, then I would never be able to forgive myself."

"Then you can guide me, how's... how's that?"

I must've swayed a bit when I spoke.

Xenk stepped forward, only stopping when I shakily pointed the stick at him.

"You are threatening me with a stick and are clearly weak, please sit down," he pleaded.

I closed my eyes, my face scrunching up a bit as I did so. I felt him pull the stick from my hands before guiding me to sit back down on the bed.

"I will be right back."

I dug the heels of my hands into my eyes, not acknowledging his comment.

At the time, I decided that the entire event was decided by some cruel act of fate.

It felt like I spent ages with Xenk.

At first, I was angry. Dismissive. I made my discomfort very well known. The more that I looked back on that time, the more stunned I am that Xenk never told me to leave. He refused to give up on me until I was fully healed.

I did eventually begin to calm down. Anger and annoyance became something close to indifference. It was all much calmer. We would eat together, conversations were less awkward, and my constant need to fight or run seemed to dissipate.

When that indifference changed, I wanted to refuse that it happened.

It felt strange to think that such a change had happened. Ridiculous.

It was so much easier for me to ignore it happened at all.

And then, Xenk came back with a wound on his arm.

I furrowed my eyebrows as he walked in.

"Are you alright," I asked.

He nodded. "Just need to take care of this."

I watched him for a while as he cleaned his wound and attempted to take care of it. It didn't seem like a very intense wound, but it did seem a bit difficult for him to take care of.

It took me far too long to finally step in.

"Alright, stop," I walked over and swatted his hand away. "I may go mad watching your stubbornness."

His eyebrows furrowed for a moment. "How would my supposed stubbornness cause you to lose- you were figurative!"

"Yes," I nodded as I moved his arm. He hissed a bit. "Does that hurt?"

"Not at all," he replied, voice slightly strained.

I rolled my eyes before walking around him and sitting behind him on the mattress. He was able to lower his arm and I was still able to properly take care of his wound.

I remained quiet as I wrapped his arm. I was the youngest in my family. My experience with tending to wounds was minuscule. But I could do some of the bare minimum.

"How is that," I asked quietly after pulling my hands away.

"Better than I could have done on my own," he mumbled.

It was then that I noticed how... strange the moment felt. We were so close and it all felt so... intimate.

We fell silent again. We both seemed fixated on watching each other's eyes. As if we were attempting to read each other's minds before either one of us made a mistake.

I nodded somewhat awkwardly before going to stand from my spot. "I... I think I am going to make us both some tea. I know that it won't heal you, but it certainly couldn't hurt."

I went to walk away, but his good hand stopped me, catching my wrist before I could get too far away from him. I stopped, turning back to him.

"What is it," I asked quietly.

He blinked a few times as if suddenly realizing what he had actually done. "I... I'm afraid that I don't truly know. I'm sorry."

He let go of my wrist, still stunned by himself.

I paused for a moment. After contemplating my choices, I stepped closer to him. He looked up at me.

My eyes moved up to his forehead. I don't know why. I think holding eye contact with him was simply too intense. I heard him sigh as my eyes moved. He must have assumed that I was staring at the mark decorating his skin and not just trying to cope with my own emotions.

"That is why it has taken you so long to fully trust me," he muttered.

I furrowed my eyebrows. "What?"

"The symbol of Szass Tam," he explained, looking away from me. "Some part of me will always be lost to it. I am closer to a monster than not... it is why you were so hesitant to trust me."

"No," I shook my head. "No, no, Xenk. That is not true."

He looked at me again.

"I didn't trust you because I was hurt and found myself in a strange place with a person that I had never met before," I corrected. "It was a very understandable reaction. But once I got to know you, I trusted you more. I cannot think of a single moment that the symbol on your forehead was what determined how I felt about you.

"You are also far from any kind of monster. You are a hero. You have saved many people, you protected me when you didn't even know my name, you have vowed yourself to a life helping others. I don't know a monster that would ever do such a thing."

Xenk seemed to scan every inch of my face, waiting for some sign that I was being dishonest. I reached up, gently running my thumb over the mark on his forehead. He took a deep breath, eyes falling shut as I did.

"Silly thing, really," I muttered. "I didn't even notice it when we first met. Did you know that?"

"Really?"

I nodded. "I was a little too focused on other things... like figuring out what had happened."

"When did you notice it," he asked.

"We were having dinner. That first night," I said. "I was refusing to eat until you did, so I had nothing to focus on other than you. That's when I started making out the symbol. I just... I couldn't bring myself to care about it."

"Why?"

"Don't know," I shrugged. "Instinct... fate?"

"I do not understand why fate would prevent you from caring."

"Maybe fate didn't want me to leave," I replied. "If I cared about the mark, then I would have."

"And why would fate not want you to leave?"

I could see something cross his face. Some small, knowing look. I bit back a growing smile at the idea. There was this air of safety and comfort. Security in whatever choice I made next.

I took a deep breath before leaning down and gently pressing my lips to his. I felt the hand of his uninjured arm reach up and touch the hand not resting on his face.

It was only a few moments before I pulled away. I slowly grinned at him. He smiled back at me.

"I'm glad that fate kept you from leaving," he muttered.

I chuckled. "So am I."

I leaned forward and kissed him again.

Quite a cruel trick that fate decided to play, wasn't it?

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Author's Note: I just wanna brag about the fact that I managed to guess where this movie was filmed while I was watching it with a friend. It was the coolest thing I've done in a long time.

Also, that I kept making comparisons between this movie and Ella Enchanted, but that's not really as cool.

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sparklewrites1 · 1 year

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To Kiss a Prince

Xenk Yendar x Reader

About: a Cinderella inspired xenk yendar fic

Warnings: barely any romance. Very evil step family members. Kissing.

A/n: I HATE THIS SO much that I cut it off early. But I'll write another xenk fic soon.

A/n: toe mules aren't as ugly as they sound.

Word count: 4.3k

“You will not ruin this night for your sister!” Your step-mother shouted. She gripped your forearm tighter as she approached the cellar door. She took a key from a pouch that was attached to her waist. She inserted the key into the lock and turned it. Within the span of five seconds, the door was opened and you were thrown inside. Before your body could even hit the ground, the door was slammed shut behind you. “This is a very special night for Camille, and I will do everything in my power to keep you away from the ball!”

“Just one hour, Priscilla. Give me one hour to spend at the ball! I won’t even talk to anyone!” you begged through the barred window of the door.

“My answer is final! You will not go to the ball!” She yelled.

“You won’t even have to pay for my clothes! I’ll wear my mother’s old gown!”

“Actually,” A wicked grin grew on her face. “Camille will be wearing it.”

Your heart dropped. Camille, your arrogant and foolish stepsister, wearing the only possession from your mother that you had left. Just then a plummy voice piped up from atop the stairs.

“Mother.” It was Camille. A smirk was on her lips as she neared the bottom of the steps. Your mothers golden dress was on her body.

“She looks gorgeous, doesn’t she?” Priscilla turned to you, with a smug expression on her face.

“Take it off.” Your voice shook as you commanded furiously.

“Ok.” You were taken aback by Camille’s response, confused as to why she agreed so fast. But before you could think any further, Camille brought her hand to the shoulder of the dress, she tightly gripped the fabric, and tore it.

“No!” You cried.

“Whoops.” She taunted. Before lowering both of her hands to the skirt of the dress and completely detaching the fabric from the top half of the dress, leaving her in only her hooped petticoat.

“Stop it!” You screamed

Camille didn’t listen, she only continued tearing at the dress until she was finally satisfied with her work and took off the entire thing completely and threw it on the floor, she was only wearing her petticoat and corset now. She giggled as she trod back up the stairs, and left the room.

Your sobs echoed through the empty wine cellar as you sunk down on the floor.

“This is what happens to insolent girls who don’t listen.” You heard Priscilla’s footsteps fade away until the room was completely silent, aside from the sounds of your sniffles and cries.

This wasn’t supposed to happen. All you wanted to do was go to the winter ball. Everyone in the region who came from noble blood was invited. Despite how your stepmother and stepsister introduced you to others. You were still the daughter of a duke. You were the lady of your house, but unfortunately, when you were a child, your stepmother and stepsisters came along and took titles of duchess and lady before your father died.

That was why you were in this situation. A week ago you had tried to ask your Priscilla if you could accompany her and your stepsisters to the ball and she immediately refused and claimed she would rather be wearing servant's clothing than be seen at the ball with you.

You had tried reasoning with her. You reminded her that you were also a lady of the house. But she simply ignored you. When you tried asking again during dinner, the words she told you were,

“I’ve grown tired of your nagging, {Name}. If you ask me again, I will take away your supper privileges for the rest of this week.”

After that conversation you waited until the night prior to this evening. And when you asked Priscilla at supper, she took the handkerchief that was placed next to her plate, and used it to lightly dab at the corners of her mouth. After that she got up from her seat and sauntered over to you, she grabbed your plate that had barely been eaten off of, and left the room without a word. You could only assume she had taken it to the kitchens to be thrown away.

Then there was this evening, when she had finally lost it on you and threw you in the wine cellar.

And now here you were on the floor of the dark and frigid room, mourning the loss of your mothers dress.

You tucked yourself into a corner with your back against the wall. You brought your knees to your chest, trying to generate some heat to keep yourself warm in this unpleasant area.

You used your knees as a cushion for your head, despite how uncomfortable it was. You closed your eyes in an attempt to fall asleep, you just wanted this nightmare to end as fast as possible.

As you tried to drift into an unconscious state, a knocking sound echoed throughout the room.

You lifted your head and looked towards the door to find a familiar face.

“Genevieve!” It was your other stepsister, Genevieve. She was so much kinder than her sister and mother, she always shared her food with you in secret when Priscilla took your dinner privileges away.

You jumped up from the floor and scurried toward the door.

“What are you doing here? You should be with Camille and Priscilla.”

“Did you actually think I would leave you in a wine cellar?” She smiled at you. “Look what I have.” She said in a sing-song voice while dangling the key to the wine cellar in front of the barred window.

Before you knew it the door to the wine cellar was open and Genevieve's arms were wrapped around you.

“I know you still want to go to the ball, and I know what Priscilla and Camille did to your mother’s dress.” She frowned. “That’s why I got some help from an old friend of mine.” She grinned.

“What do you mean?” You queried. Just then an oily voice with a french accent spoke.

“She means she came to me for help.”

You looked towards the stairs to find a man who looked like he was in his twenties, leaning against the wall. He was wearing a jumpsuit covered in sparkles and frills. And his brunette neck length hair was in a neat bun.

“Who are you?” You questioned him suspiciously.

“I am one of many names and places!” He shouted. You and Genevieve flinched at the sudden outburst. “But you, sweet Madame, can call me Axel.”

“How are you going to help me? My mothers dress is completely destroyed,” Tears brimmed in your eyes. “And I doubt you could fix it before the ball has ended.”

“Repeat that last part for me.” He coaxed.

“My mothers dress is completely destroyed?”

“No, no the other part.”

“I doubt-”

“You doubt me?!” He bellowed. “You are a fool to doubt and underestimate my skills!” He shouted. “I will show you what a mastermind of fashion can do!” He reached into the pocket of his jumpsuit and pulled out a large glass orb that looked like it was filled with mint green fog. He raised his arm and swung it towards the floor, releasing the orb from his grasp in the process.

The glass orb landed on the dress and exploded into a million pieces. The green mist that was inside spread over the entire area and left you and Genevieve coughing and gasping for air. Once the mist cleared, in the place of your mothers dress was an extravagant golden ball gown, the neckline and bodice were white and decorated with golden accents, below the bodice was a long, golden, bouffant style skirt.

“How did you do that?” You stared at Axel with an incredulous expression on your face.

“It does not matter! Hurry up and put it on!” Genevieve exclaimed, while gently pushing you towards the dress.

“This skirt though, it is too long for me to wear, I’ll be tripping over the fabric all night.”

“You can use my extra petticoat, now go!” She gave you one final push as you grabbed the dress off of the floor and ran up the stairs, passing Axel, who gently grabbed her arm before she could go any further.

“You’re not wearing those shoes, are you?” He inquired, referencing the dirty flats on your feet.

“They are all I have.”

“Oh.” he murmured. His eyes shifted down to the shoes. “I guess I could work with these.” He turned his eyes back up at you. “Take them off.”

“Pardon?”

“The shoes. Take them off and give them to me.” You bent down and pulled both shoes off of your feet. You then handed them to Axel, “Thank you.”

“What am I supposed to wear at the ball if you have my shoes?”

“Just go and get dressed!” Genevieve and Axel both shouted.

Genevieve and Axel were now in the living area, waiting impatiently for you to come out from your bedroom. Genevieve was bouncing her knee nervously while Axel scoffed for the umpteenth time.

Just then the sound of a door creaking and soft footsteps were heard.

There you were standing in the doorway of the living area in all your beautiful glory.

“You look gorgeous.” Genevieve beamed.

“You think so?”

“I know so.”

“You were always my favorite sister, Viv.” You hugged her.

Axel cleared his throat. You and Genevieve parted from your hug and turned to him. He outstretched his arms, and in his hands were a pair of white toe mules embroidered with gold.

“For the pretty lady. I fixed your shoes.” he stated.

With a grin you took the shoes from him and swiftly put them on.

“Thank you, Axel. For everything.” You looked at Genevieve. “And thank you, Genevieve.”

“You’re welcome.” Axel smiled. “Now both of you go! You have a ball to attend!” He pushed you both toward the front door. “I already have a carriage outside waiting for you, so don't worry about that.” You and Genevieve stepped outside and saw an all white carriage waiting for you at the end of the path. “Have fun girls!” He waved you goodbye as you walked down the stone path.

You arrived at the carriage and the door was opened for you by a footman. You and Genivieve sat down in seats across from each other. And less than a minute later you were moving. You watched through the window as your manor became smaller and smaller, until it was finally out of sight.

“I still cannot believe that I am actually going to a ball.”

“Have you never been to one before?”

You silently shook your head. A moment of silence passed.

“Well, I will help you navigate your very first ball!” Genevieve piped up. She leaned towards you and grabbed your hand. “I will make sure you have the best night of your life.” She smiled, and you returned the gesture.

But your joy shifted into fear as a terrifying thought entered your mind.

“Camille and Priscilla, how will we avoid them?” You frowned. Genevieve sat back in her seat and pondered for a few seconds.

“I will stay with them, and I will keep them from spotting you.” She decided. “That way, you will be able to thoroughly enjoy your night.”

“Oh, Genevieve. You are the greatest sister I could ask for.” You leaned forward and captured her in an embrace.

After a fairly short ride, the carriage came to a slow stop. You took that as a sign that you had arrived at the royal castle.

The footman opened the door for the both of you once more. Genevieve stepped out first and you followed close behind.

“How long do you think we can stay?” You turned your gaze to her.

“Mother usually is in bed by midnight, so I’d say we could stay until 30 minutes before midnight.” You nodded in agreement.

As you neared the gates, you noticed that the area was completely empty, save for a few guards who were scattered around the castle.

Once you were inside, it only took you about five minutes to find the ballroom, which was already full of guests from around the region.

Genevieve went inside first. She whispered something in the ear of the master of ceremonies.

“Lady Genevieve of the House of Blanchard!” The man announced.

Your heart was pounding in your chest as you passed through the large doorway. You turned toward the master of ceremonies and whispered a fake name in his ear.

“Lady Josephine of the House of Allard!” He announced.

You let out a shaky breath as the large crowd came into view. Heads turn in your direction, and you hear a few murmurs coming from the people.

Your anxiety lessened as you spotted Genevieve successfully distracting your stepmother and stepsister.

You sauntered down the stairs. When you made it to the bottom, the crowd seemed even larger.

You let a shaky breath out as you observed the room. There were so many people, most of them you didn’t recognize, although a small amount of them you had seen around town when you were younger.

You took a stroll around the room, greeting people and making small talk as you passed them. After about thirty minutes you started to feel overwhelmed by all the conversation, so you went into a corner of the colossal room that was less crowded.

You stayed there for the next few moments, watching as couples danced to the elegant music that was played by a large band that was located in the corner across from you. You watched as people gossiped and laughed with each other. Your heart couldn’t help but ache at the sound of it. Oh, how you wished for a life full of joy and laughter. How you wished to have friends you could visit everyday. How you wished to have a home of your own that you could host get-togethers in. How you wished for someone who you could open your heart to, someone you could lay next to every night and converse with into the early hours of the day. How you wish you had someone to hold you in your darkest hours. Oh, how you wished for something that at least resembled true happiness .

But a life like that was out of your reach. You would never find love, You would never have close friends. And you would never have a home of your own. You accepted that fact long ago.

You couldn’t help but lower at the sight of everyone's joy.

“Are you alright?” A smooth voice spoke from beside you.

You turned towards the source and found a tall, handsome man, his face showing a hint of worry.

“I am fine.” You lied. “I am just… Anxious.”

“Is that why you are crying?” He inquired.

You placed a hand below your eye and sure enough, there was a droplet of water on the tip of your finger.

“Oh.” You searched your general area for a handkerchief and found none. That was until the man next to you held one out for you.

“Here. It seems like you need it more than I do.”

You gently grabbed the handkerchief from his hands, and dabbed the area underneath your eyes.

After you were finished, you went to hand the handkerchief to him but he politely refused.

“I have others, that one can remain in your ownership.”

You mumbled a thanks and continued to grasp the handkerchief.

“What is your name?”

“I am Josephine of the House of Allard.” You lied.

“I don’t recall a ‘House of Allard’. Are you from this region?”

“Yes, I live in this region. My family is not exactly popular.” You lied once more.

“Is that so?”

You nodded. You silently gulped as his eyes scanned you for a second, then he opened his mouth.

“Would you like to dance?”

You momentarily froze. Dance? Did you know how to dance? You never recalled taking any lessons, so it was safe to assume you didn’t. You looked toward the crowd, the dance everyone was doing didn’t seem to be too complicated, but you doubt you could memorize it. You turned back toward the man.

“I don’t know how to dance.” You nervously explained.

“I will teach you.” He held out his hand for you to take.

You hesitantly place your palm in his and he led you to the middle of the ballroom. A new melody started to play. You nervously stood in front of the man, one hand was on your hip, the other was still grasping your hand. You placed your other hand on his shoulder, and the dance began.

You tried your best to follow his moves, and although you did graze the tips of his shoes once or twice, you did surprisingly well.

As time went on, it felt like you two were the only people in the room. You slowly, but surely memorized the steps to the dance that you are now aware is called, ‘The Varsovienne Waltz’. You and the man moved gracefully across the ballroom floor. You observed the way his golden brown skin glowed under the bright lights that were scattered around the room, his short locs were swept to the side of his head, and his gorgeous brown eyes stared deep into yours.

As the music slowed and you continued swaying with the man. You started to notice the stares that were placed on the both of you. You let your gaze lower to the ground as your face grew hot. Were you two being watched the entire time? If so, why?

But unbeknownst to you, among the sea of people, there were two sets of eyes that placed their glares upon you.

“Is that who I think it is, Genevieve?” Priscilla questioned.

Inside Genevieve was panicking. She was supposed to keep Priscilla and Camille occupied, and she was successfully doing so! That was until events took a turn for the worse, when you and the prince himself were seen waltzing in the middle of the ballroom. Genevieve tried her best to keep her sister and mother from looking, but the large crowd gathering around you two drew their attention. And now here she was, trying to come up with an explanation as to why you were dancing with the royal prince.

“That is not her. I swear. I left her in the cellar.”

“She's lying, mother.” Camille’s jade green glare was placed on Genevieve.

“Don’t you think I know that.” Priscilla snapped. She looked towards Genevieve once more. “Genevieve,” She started. “This is a very special night for your sister. It is supposed to be your sister who is dancing with the prince. Not the unwanted orphan who we give shelter to.” She placed both hands on Genevieve's shoulders. “Now I want you to go over there, Grab {Name}, and bring her to me, so that I can have a ‘talk’ with her.” She commanded.

“I won’t.” Genevieve responded.

Priscilla took in an irritated inhale. “And why won’t you?”

“Because they are gone.” Genevieve tried to contain the small smirk that was growing on her lips.

Priscilla turned her eyes back to the center of the room, and sure enough, you and the prince were nowhere to be found.

“Where has she gone?!

You and the man were sitting on a stone bench in the castle gardens. After the dance, you had told him that the stares were making you anxious, after that statement, he had told you that he knew a place where you could both respite. He had led you to a private garden that was hidden behind the castle, and taken you to a stone bench that sat in front of a small pond.

“Should we even be here?”

“It’s alright. I have access to this location for a reason.”

“And what is that reason?” You slightly leaned towards him.

“I will tell you, but only if you tell me your name.”

“I have already given you my name.”

“I know that there is no ‘House of Allard’. I want your real name.”

“My name is, {Name}, of the House of {Last Name}.”

“{Last Name}? As in Duke{Last Name}?”

“He was my father. But he died long ago. Now I live with my stepmother, and stepsisters, who are also of noble blood, and they are here tonight.” You said with a bit of sadness in your tone.

“Are they?”

“Yes. But I do not want to talk about them now.” You declared. “But now, you must tell me about yourself, to make it fair.”

“Alright. My name is Xenk. Xenk Yendar. I am the prince of this kingdom, and this is my private garden.”

Your jaw dropped. There was no way you were sitting next to the actual prince of Quisritis.

Oh no.

You danced with the prince! You stared into his eyes meaningfully! (?)

This wasn’t supposed to happen. You were just supposed to come to the ball, enjoy yourself for a short time and leave. What you weren’t supposed to do was get friendly with the prince.

There were so many things going on in your mind at the moment and you couldn’t process them all, you wanted to say something but you couldn’t even think of the right words. So you said the first thing that came to your mind.

“You’re fucking lying.”

Your hands flew to your mouth. You jumped up from the bench, and as quickly as you got up you dropped down to your knees in front of him.

“I apologize to Your Highness! I did not mean to say such vulgar words! I ask for your forgiveness!” You pleaded.

“There is no need to apologize. I appreciate your honest words. Now please, can you get up?” He awkwardly requested.

You rose from your spot on the ground and stood in front of him.

“Sit down, please?”

You sat.

“You should not have to apologize for speaking your mind. In fact, I implore you to speak it right now.”

“Now?”

“Yes, now. Whatever you are thinking, I am interested in hearing it.” He smiled.

“Well, I think that… You are very handsome, and I think your taste in flowers is impeccable.” You picked at your nails, waiting for a response. (I'm crying this is so ew.)

“Thank you.” He smiled. “And my taste in flowers, why do you think that?”

“I was observing the pond, and I noticed how you had pink dahlias and lavender hydrangeas next to each other. Although other people would find it strange, I feel that the similar shapes of the flowers compliment each other. Also, I know that it was you who changed your family crest from a purple clematis to an iris. A purple clematis symbolizes royalty while an iris symbolizes hope, which leads me to suspect that you purposely chose the iris to show that your rule means hope for the future.” You rambled.

“You are observant. I admire that.”

“I don’t consider myself observant. I just pay attention.”

“Is that so?” he tilted his head slightly.

You nodded. Looking up at him through your eyelashes. You noticed how his eyes went down to your lips for a split second. You tried to ignore it, but you couldn’t. You leaned forward and so did he. Your noses were touching. His lips were grazing yours. Just as the final move was about to be made, Chimes of a bell echoed through the air. You turned your head towards the clocktower and your heart dropped when you saw the time.

It was midnight.

You were supposed to have left thirty minutes earlier, but you had gotten sidetracked when you were with the prince. You turned back towards him, grabbed the side of his face and pressed your lips against his in a hasty fashion, after a good second or two, you pulled back.

“Apologies, my prince, but I must be going!” Before he could respond you turned around and ran away.

You sprinted through the large halls of the castle until you had finally gotten to the exit. You saw your carriage and footman still waiting for you at the end of the path, but Genevieve was nowhere to be seen. You could only assume she went home with Priscilla and Camille.

When you got to the carriage, you practically jumped inside. Instead of waiting for the footman to get the door, you grasped the handle and closed it yourself.

You huffed as the carriage started moving. You weren’t in the clear just yet, but for now you could relax just a little bit. As you got in a comfortable position, you felt a strange sensation. You felt carpet rubbing against your foot. You pulled your skirt back and sure enough, your shoe was gone. You groaned, already knowing Axel wouldn’t be too happy to hear about losing your brand new toe mules. But that was the least of your concerns.

You arrived at your manor after what felt like hours, even though the ride had to have been twenty minutes max.

You stepped out of the carriage and rushed toward the entrance of your manor. When you opened the door all was quiet. You ran to your bedroom in the attic and quickly changed out of your gown, and into your pajamas. You gently took your gown and shoe into your hands and hid them in the loose floorboards under your bed.

You got in your bed and pulled the covers over yourself, hoping to fall asleep before Priscilla and Camille were home, and you eventually did.

Meanwhile, a certain prince stood on the steps of his castle, holding a golden slipper…

#xenk yendar x reader #xenk yendar #dungeons and dragons honor among thieves #dungeons and dragons #honor among thieves #dungeons and dragons: honor among thieves #fanfic #fanfiction #writing

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dreamlandcreations · 1 year

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Imagine being a moody badass fighter who gets all soft and flustered with Xenk

#that's it that's the post #xenk yendar imagine #xenk yendar x reader #look at how soft his smile is #I'd melt #🫠#my stuff #my fics

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florashifting · 1 year

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WHERE ARE THE XENK YENDAR FICS???

#dungeons and dragons #dungeons and dragons honor among thieves #xenk yendar #xenk yendar x reader #froggy talks 🐸

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lost-gladiator · 11 months

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Doric X Fem!Reader- Random Assorted Fluffy HCs™️

she’s too cute istg

okay, so she’s not the biggest fan of PDA (public displays of affection), but she’ll like hold hands wi if you’re in a crowded environment you or wrap her tail around your waist- she just doesn’t wanna lose u amongst the crowd.. 💘💕

HER KISSES omg she’ll give you the sweetest quick flirty kisses that leave you all flustered and blushy- or soft and slow intimate kisses with her hands resting leisurely around your neck or waist.. 😫💞

i hc doric as the type of person that wakes up at the crack of dawn to be productive and will just drag her s/o out of bed with her since she doesn’t wanna be alone.. 🤝💤

ok hear me out- y’all will just like.. chill in the forest. like, lay down in a sunny grassy spot surrounded by trees, scratching each others names into the bark or just putting flowers in each others’ hair and talking for hours.. 💗💐

also the two of you sitting in trees while she practices her slingshot aim and you just read or sing and watch her??? omg

she’s a little reluctant to the whole physical touch thing, (like cuddling and stuff), just bc bby kinda has trust issues ngl but when she opens up to you she’s the best cuddle buddy- she would probably prefer to be little spoon? but she’d be ok with anything 🫂💚

she would protect the hell outta you- always standing up for you in arguments n all that or giving ppl death stares/intimidating them as an owlbear!! bbg can hold a grudge too.. 🦉✨

you love everything about her, her cute button nose, her confidence, her smile; and you make a point to tell her so, every day. you love watching her blush and look away.. 💌🫶

bro she’s such a flirt omg I can’t and she acts all tough too but she’s the sweetest thing ever it’s adorable 💝❣️

the squad will tease you two to no end- istg they’re all immature middle schoolers and I am all for it🤞🤞

okay that’s all for now, I’ll think of more later ‼️ PLEASE SOMEONE WRITE MORE DORIC CONTENT AHH

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deaf-solitude · 7 months

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Just watched Honor Among Thieves a few days ago and HELLO??? Where are all my Simon and Xenk fics at????

#there is a serious lack of content for this movie #honor among thieves #dnd #dnd movie #simon aumar #xenk yendar #xenk the paladin #fanfic #x reader #honor among thieves x reader

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chesb0red · 1 year

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Not All Shadows are Dark — Xenk Yendar & Reader

Hello! My name is Warlock and this is one of my first fics in recent years so please be gentle with any judgement. Anyway, please enjoy! This is just a fun little scenario I thought of wherein the reader is a warlock of the Raven Queen. Please let me know if anyone wants a continuation. This was mostly just an experiment to test the waters on Xenk’s personality and writing.

You’ve recently escaped from an illegal cage fighting ring. Taken and kidnapped, you were used to fighting for your life in a scrappy brawl as rich spectators bet on who would win. More often than not, the losers would leave the ring in a body bag.

It’s been mere months since the day you escaped your captors’ clutches. Rattling chains, pained and angered yelling, loud and drunken cheering. You could almost hear the sounds echoing in your ears each time you lay down to rest.

Your hands shake as you feel adrenaline rushing through your veins.

CAW!

You bolt up, arm raised as the familiar vision of mangled faces fade from view.

Leaves rustle above you and your head turns. You glance up as Soren, your raven, flies down from his nearby perch. He shakes out his feathers and turns his eyes towards yours. He’s calm and the shadows around you settle as your breathing evens out.

You’re okay.

You hear whispers in the back of your mind, as familiar and comforting as they are unsettling. Soren continues to stare at you, completely unblinking, and eerily still.

You’re safe.

You feel the mark on your back burn with a sudden cold as you feel phantom hands, taloned, run through your hair in a gentle caress.

They’re safe.

Your body flickers momentarily, turning black and wispy like the shadows around you, before settling once more in a physical form.

As you glance up and around you, you don’t see anyone near you besides Soren. You can, however, feel the presence of another hovering just out of view. The air around you is a lot colder with an unnatural chill. It doesn’t bother you. The cold hasn’t bothered you in months, not when it means she’s around.

You finally relax again.

It was just a memory. You’re not trapped, not again. Your friends’ aren’t suffering. Not anymore, at least.

You try to catch your breath as you send Soren away to keep watch while you compose yourself. You glimpse through your raven’s eyes as he flies off, melding with the dark night around him. It’s dark, but the shadows are a comfort most would shy away from. You thread your hands through the darkness at your side and you feel it respond. Her blessing is what allowed you to do this. It’s an assurance, that you’re never fully alone.

You keep looking through Soren’s eyes while remaining alert to your own surroundings. The presence has faded, but you can tell she’s still lingering. It helps you relax.

However, before you could return to your trance, a second, sudden presence breaches your senses and you hit a tree as you try to jump to your feet.

You look up just in time to see a man walk into view. He’s clad in shining half-plate, a sword strapped to his side. He makes no hostile moves but you brace yourself regardless.

The armored man merely tilts his head at you, acknowledging, or maybe assessing. “Hello there.”

His voice is soothing, calm.

But you can feel his divine magic from here and you don’t relax, your own necrotic magic seizing the shadows around you to keep you safe safe safe.

It’s dark, the shadows will protect you. This assurance allows you to calm yourself as you call for Soren. You feel the familiar protective magic blanket your form, Mage Amor settling over you in an instant. Your armor isn’t visible, but you could feel its cold magic surrounding you.

“Good evening.” You return his greeting, posture as nonchalant as you could fake.

He eyes you curiously, voice still calm as he regards you, “I apologize for startling you but… have you seen any undead around?”

You falter. “Undead? Like, a zombie?”

“No.” His expression grows more serious. “Something more.”

You have to pause for a moment as your brain tries to process that. What the hell does More mean? “I’m not sure I follow.”

“A powerful presence lingers within this forest. You should be careful.” He sniffs the air. “Somethings coming.”

He glances up and pulls out his sword. It gleams under the sparse moonlight and you feel the shadows around him shrink.

He faces you directly, but his eyes look past you. You don’t sense anything off but you turn to look as well. You tug your vision back into Soren’s but all you see is your own figure as your raven rapidly approaches.

Breaking past the tree line, Soren alights on your shoulder, a soft caw escaping his beak as his talons find their grip.

You turn back to the man. He’s frowning in confusion, you see through both your own and Soren’s visions. He sniffs the air again before holding out his free hand in a placating manner. “Okay. Please stay calm but I need you to get away from that bird.”

You blink.

“This bird?” You look at Soren. He’s been your loyal companion since you’ve escaped; a gift from her. He’s been your eyes and ears as much as he’s been a partner and companion. A perfect sentinel. There’s no other being you trust more.

“Yes.” His eyebrows crease just the slightest bit. “I don’t think you understand just what that bird actually is.”

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I apologize if it seems cut off but I wanna leave it here for now. I can post a revised one with a continuation if anyone wants one.

#dungeons and dragons #xenk the paladin #xenk yendar #dnd honor among thieves #xenk x reader #dungeons and dragons movie #dndhat #dnd movie #reader is a shadar kai #scenarios #second person pov #raven queen #short ficlet

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skinnywalker · 1 year

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Xenk Yendar swf and nsfw alphabet please?

Xenk Yendar SFW and NSFW headcanons

SFW

A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

Whatever he can think of to show his adoration. Gifts, physical affection, poems or songs of love, acts of service. Literally anything you want or could want.

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

He meets you in his travel and at once likes you. He's a good friend when you have needs or want to do something daring with. He does have some problems when it comes to jokes or small talk though.

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

Of course he does! All he wants to do is to hold you if you're ok with that.

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

He already has a home and is used to domestic living so he is more than happy and ready for you to join him in that life.

E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

He couldn't break it off with you. Only if it saved you from danger he knew he couldn't beat and even then its unlikely he fully break it off.

F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

He really wants to live out the rest of his life with you so he is more than happy to get married.

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

A human dove. Just the most kind and caring person alive and treats you the gentlest.

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

Like I said always wants to be near you. If you like hugs he's always all over you.

I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)

So fast. Like second day of knowing you but he'll understand if you don't say it back or are uncomfortable.

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

He is a Saint in patience and holds no malicious feelings towards anything with any good in it so he couldn't hate anyone who flirts or hits on you. He simply can't distrust you to that point.

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

Long warm smooches that feeling like hot tea fanning your face.

L = Little ones (How are they around children?)

He loves kids! Not amazing with them due to his issues with speaking but he adores all kids. He'd really love to have his own child with you some day.

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

He is up quickly and makes you and him breakfast. If you'll still in bed he'll bring you your food and feed it to you.

N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)

He cuddles you against his chest kissing your head as you stare up at the stars together slowly falling asleep.

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

He is open to you from day one. His trauma is something he is very honest about you learn more about it because he is closer with you than most.

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

Of a saint. Literally noting can anger him.

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

Everything. Xenk is so good at remembering things and he takes special note of the little thing you like.

R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

He loves the time you save him from a horad of raiders by using his sword and bridal style carrying him after freeing him from their trap.

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

You have the strongest, most capable paladin fighting for you. You're safe.

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

All his effort. He only wants to make you as happy as possible in even date.

U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

Confusion. He often doesn't know what is going on in the world so you have to explain a LOT.

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

Not ever much. He very humble in nature.

W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

You've become the thing he fights for. He'd feel lifeless without you.

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

He loves history and he collects all types of books and scrolls.

Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

He can't stand someone greedy or someone who mocks others.

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?)

He has a regular schedule and can sleep anywhere.

NSFW

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

So sweet. Any type of comfort he can provide he'll give kindly.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

He likes his chest. He loves how his armor shows off his pecs and stomach. And how you grip it during the act. His favorite part of you is your hips. He squeezes and grips you hips and love handles just for fun all the time. Hadores how his finger pushs against you skin down there.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

He wants more than anything to finish inside you but only will with your permission.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He loves the smell of your clothes and likes stealing them when you're not around. Most of the time it's just to fill your missing presence but other time he just needs a little push when he's alone and in the mood.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

He has had a few partners but no real experience in a long-term relationship.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Cowgirl. He wants to experience what it's like to be the ridden rather than the rider.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

Very serious like he always is but that doesn't mean he can't smile or laugh during sex.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Very well groomed. Cut and shaved close and comfortable.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

God if he could become one with you during sex he would. Even though he cannot he really seems like he is trying to.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

He rarely does but sometimes it's just been a little to long since he has seen you and he needs to release.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Breeding (regardless of gender) praise (both giving and receiving), oral (both giving and receiving) and sometimes being tied up.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Mostly just beds or tables but it's really up to you.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Seeing you. Doesn't matter what context he just finds you so attractive. You could be dusty, dirty and musty and he is still down.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

No hurting you at all and no degrading.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

He really likes receiving but you'll never get him to say it because he doesn't want you to feel unsatisfied.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Whatever you want. If you beg him to go faster he'll go and if you just want lazy sex he'll obey.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Not really cause he likes taking time with you and he gets scared about performance during quickies.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Only if you want to and only small risks.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

As many as you can. He has a lot of strength and he can take as much as you can dish out.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

No it's always just you and him.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Not a drop of unfairness in his soul.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Not super loud but when he knows no one can over hear you he likes to praise you vocally.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

He has a slight oral fixation.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

8 inches uncut and thick. He's got a dark tip and is very sensitive.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Fairly high but he won't act on it if you don't want to. He is very patient and he can wait for you.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Not for a while. He likes to stay awake and watch you rest.

#dnd #dnd movie #dungeons and dungeons #dungeons and dragons honor among thieves #xenk x reader #xenk yendar x reader #xenk the paladin #xenk yendar

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redpool · 11 months

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I need Xenk fics.

#xenk #xenk dungeons & dragons honor among thieves #xenk dnd #xenk the paladin #xenk yendar #xenk x reader #xenk yendar x reader #dungeons and dragons #dungeons and dragons honor among thieves #dungeons & dragons honor among thieves #dungeons & dragons #dnd honor among thieves

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lilacliquors · 11 months

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Xenk Yendar cockring

ideas 🤨?

this got buried but i forgot how much i actually like cockrings?????

like they make an erection last longer, right? the whole purpose is to make sure no blood flows away from it, so everything would be more intense.

and that makes him a bit more sensitive, a bit more needy, and makes him beg for your touch just that much more.

and he's a disciplined guy, right? so it just makes him feel the need to follow orders and make sure he doesn't let you down

#atomwritez #xenk yendar #xenk x reader #xenk x reader smut

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honeybubblegumpink · 1 year

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Dungeons and dragons honor among thieves

•---✦ 𝕩𝕖𝕟𝕜 𝕪𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕒𝕣 𝕩 𝕖𝕕𝕘𝕚𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 ! 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕣 ✦•---•

𝚂𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚢 : 𝚎𝚍𝚐𝚒𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚠𝚘 𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚜𝚔 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏��𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚙 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚊 𝚓𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝚂𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚙 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚖𝚎𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚍𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚍.

𝙽𝚘𝚝𝚎 : 𝙸 𝚑𝚘𝚙𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚝. 𝙴𝚗𝚐𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚑 𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚖𝚢 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚞𝚊𝚐𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚜𝚘 𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚢 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚜

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I was busy reading an amazing book about a mythological dragon in the under dark until I was disturbed by a familiar voice

" hey there sweet potato " I turn to see my brother and holga coming this way

" no way..." I said and pinch myself hard. Which I regret

" no need to pinch your , potato " I heard holga said . I admittedly run up to hug them both as I haven't seen them in 2 years

" I missed you guys " i said and then both patted my back

" we missed you too potato."

" potato? " I heard a female say

" yeah that's her nickname because she likes potatos " Simon explains to the female which I think it's Doric.

" oh hey Simon I did see you there" I said while turning to doric

" you most be doric , I'm y/n " I say shaking her hand

" how do you know how I am? " she said confused

" oh daring I know everything " I say while getting her a closer look also writting down some notes

" so can you really shape shift into any animal ?" I say curious

" yes she can " Simon said leaning to a pole but failed miserably

" so what do want Brother ? " I said crossing my arms

" what? Can't I see my little potato after 2 years in prison? " he said with open arms

" you broke out of prison. " I say . He sighs

" we need your help " holga said

" yeah. I'm guessing you need to find something or someone because you already formed have a team. " I say

" she's smart " doric said

" because she my sister . " edgin replied , that hurted me a little

" it's about kira isn't it? And forge wouldn't give you the Tablet of Reawakening" I say towards my brother and holga they both nodded

" why didn't you stay with kira while we where gone " I just sigh

" when you both where captured by that time spell, and you told me about to look after kira but forge told me he could look after her and I could go on with exploring and adventure and I couldn't do that with kira, she could get hurt or even worse. So forge toke care of her for me while I was gone , I did try and visit her once or twice a month. But then she started to get distance . " I took a deep breath and tole them what happened during the two years while the where gone

"Then I realized the forge was making up lies to kira about why you left and why i didn't take her with me , that tried to convince kira that forge was lying but she won't listen to me so I gave up. " I said looking at my brother eyes .

" that trader ! " holga yelled

" I'm sorry Ed..... I should have-"

" its okay y/n and I forgive you because your my sister " edgin said while giving me a hug

" how sweet of them , brother and sister reunited "

" read you crying Simon? " doric said

" of course not it's just that there is dust in my eye" Simon quickly dry his tears with his hand , doric just rolled her eyes.

" so do you know where xenk yendar is? " Simon said after holga , doric and Ed explain how they whent to a grave yard to dig holga great ancestors just to know where the helmet of disjunction is kept.

" wait xenk yendar? " I said confused

" do you know him? " holga ask

" well I heard about him a lot " i said going through my journal.

" so what do you know about him? what does he look like ? " Ed asked me clearly not trusting him

" he's a handsome and muscular man, he had an altogether striking appearance. He has a tattoo on his forehead that marked him as a Thayan and was the symbol of Szass Tam.He wore ornate half-plate armor trimmed and emblazoned with gold designs, over blue-green attire and under a fine cloak.

The very image of the knight in shining armor, of the resolute paladin, Xenk embodied what it meant to be a heroic divine warrior against all the odds. He had sworn an Oath of Devotion to help the innocent and uphold justice and he had a reputation for kindliness , honor, and integrity. His longevity gave him a farther perspective and more experience than most, yet it could also be a burden upon him.

Xenk has an aura about him that helped protect those near him from harm. With his cleansing touch, he could not only heal a fellow creature's wounds but also cure what ailed them as with lesser restoration. He was capable of other divine magic and had great prowess as a warrior, and could cause his blades to strike with a radiant energy. He could sense the presence of evil by smelling it-"

" he can smell evil? Now that is absurd " edhing said cuting me off

I know it's hard to believe but that what they told me . Anways He was athletic and insightful, and was learned in history and skilled in survival and also had keen hearing" I explain to them what I know

" how do you know so much about him potato. " holga said

" I have my ways " I closed my journal and put it back in my bag

" so do you know where he is now " doric said

" yup "

" that's great now let's go people ! " edgin clapped his hand to get us moving.

" so where is he,potato ? " he said getting on his horse

" the village of Mornbryn's Shield on the River Surbrin " I said knowing full well that my brother didn't like that place

" wow great " edgin said annoyed

" what's which him " doric asked Simon

" he has a thing at the village of Mornbryn's Shield " Simon explain.

We bother arrived at the the village of Mornbryn's Shield and just in time to witness xenk taking out his coat to someone and rescuing a tabaxi baby that had been swallowed by a monstrous fish. Xenk return the baby to its mother, the mother was thankfull and they all reached as xenk took his coat back.

" well he's interesting " doric said with a smile

" well I see more interesting " Simon complained

" come on let's follow him " I said while talking notes what just happened

" why are you writing it done? " edgin elbowed me

" I'm a journalist I write down what interest me " I said punching him at the shoulder

We followed him to see him make a donation to a dragonborn beggar.

" xenk excuse me uhm Sir....uhm xenk? " I said trying to his attention but he kept walking and ignored me

" okay seems like he won't stop . Hey, look man . I know you have the helmet of disjunction it belongs to holga great ancestors would you mind returning it? " I said still following him

" we need that helm to rob and bring down the corrupt and tyrannical Lord Forge Fitzwilliam of Neverwinter and of his connection to a Red Wizard, Sofina." I said gaining xenk interest as he stopped as he turn to me

" and I know you have the same hatred for them " I said looking into his eyes

" how much does she knows " I heard holga whisper

" I have no idea " edgin replied

" come in " xenk said inviting us to his house which was really nice. We made our way down to see many bookself and some old scrolls. And I couldn't help myself

" holy moly! " my face lit up looking at each individual books and scolls

" do you mind? " I ask xenk if I could touch them

" not at all " I squeal excitedly .

" she has a thing for knowledge and stuff , she goes crazy for thme" holga explain to xenk as he watch me going left and right .

I was busy with the books from xenk that I only know for xenk assistance in finding the helmet of disjunction, Xenk required that the thieves share any stolen riches with the Neverwintan people,

" I swear " Edgin very reluctantly agreed, swearing it on a Harper book at Xenk's demand. Xenk gave him the book and edgin to Simon instead " here hold this "

" so where's the helm ? " I asked

" wait the under dark ? " doric said

" we're you trying to keep it save? Why would you ever put it down there ?" edgin complains

" because it would be the last place anyone who value their life would go " I hear xenk say

" sounds lovely " Simon said

" quite the opposite " xenk told Simon in a serious tone

" I know I was being ironic " Simon said

" I find irony is a blade that cuts he who wields it most especially " xenk stare at Simon

" you not a lot of fun are you " holga comment

" xenk isn't the person who get jokes or stuff like that " they all turn to me while I sit on a chair with a table full of books and scolls

" what? " I ask them

It was late, the sun was gone and night came I'm still writing and reading some books that interested me . " displacer beast....? " I curiously flip thor the pages until I found a sketch of the beast " wow, it has tail like tentacles, it said he that those tentacles projects a illusion , to tick it's prey . That genius ! " I said standing up while grabbig the book in hand

" shouldn't you be resting, y/n "

" aagh! " I trew the book at the person who startled me only to relax when it's xenk

" oh hey....xenk.... Don't startled me like that " I say

" I did not think you where quite a frightening person so I didn't know for that I'm Terribly sorry " he apologies and hand me the book he caught.

" oh you don't have to apologize for that and I'm not sleepy " I say putting the book on the table

" do need a drink? " xenk asked me

" you have whisky or beer ? "

" no, I find that drinking unnecessary " xenk said with a deadpan face as I just stood there quietly. Think why he asked me if I wanted a drink but he doesn't have any alcohol

" here." Xenk handed me a cup of tea .

" thank you " I took it from his hands. We both are sitting on porch watching the stars . It was a bit chilly tonight and xenk handed me a warm blanket to help me to keep warm .

" you are an astrophile aren't you ? " xenk started. I just smiled

" not only that but I'm also Pluviophile, Heliophile, Selenophile" I feeling him staring so looked at him

" so tell me more about yourself xenk " I say sipping my warm tea

" what do you want to know?, though you already know a lot about me " he said smiling

" well first of all how old are you? " I said wondering how he doesn't age like the rest of us

" I wish I could tell you but I don't even know , after Szass used the horn of beckoning death to invoke a terrible red wizards, I evaded the Beckoning Death, but only barely, and the mark of Szass Tam on my head glowed with a magical connection. I lost a part of myself to the ritual and was left changed by the necromantic magic. From then on, i would age slowly and live through the next century."

" what ! ? " I spitting my tea shocked that this man right in front of me is close or more then a century old

" is it that surprising ? "

" I knew you were old, you meeting holga great grapa or was it great cousin,but I didn't thought you were that old. " I was still in shocked but he just chuckled .

" is it true you have dark vision? "

" yes i do "

" can you protect people around you with your Aura of protection or is that just false ? "

" if they are within ten feet "

" and I guess its the same with hearing "

" do you have any immunities ? "

" charmed , frightened and poisoned "

" wow. Okay. Uhm I also heard you can sense evil? "

" in deed I can, and it's a helpful sence to have, so you know who is good and who is not. Like for you example, I would not have answered any of your questions , because if I do my enemies would use it against me."

" then why-"

"Because I know you certainly, aren't one of those people. You ate trust worthy and one of the kind."

" so are you a rake? " that question just popped up in my head after what he just said

" beg your pardon? "

" since you are 100 to 200 years old you have many partners right? " I said

" I am certainly not a rake " xenk said putting his cups down

" huh." I sipped mine and put it aside

" do you know what a rake is xenk? " maybe he doesn't know what it means

" I assure you that I am not . "

" do you have a pattern or.... Do you find ilove is meaningless or a-"

" I find that word ' love ' is complex "

" wait you don't know what love is? " I said in disbelief

" I know what it means, but sense it " xenk explain

" well if love someone dearly you warm inside your heart, you want to do everything you can to make that person happy, you take a risk for that person. You can't let go of that person, like you can't get enough of " I try to explain the best way I can even tho I haven't even fell in love yet

" ʜᴀᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ғᴀʟʟᴇɴ, ʏ/ɴ ? " he said looking me in the eye with the softest voice.

" ....maybe.... " I said in a whisper , feeling my cheeks heet up and my heart thumping in my chest as it also warm

* heart beat *

" quit staring at my potato, you-"

" way to ruin the moment edgin ! " we both turn to see Simon, doric and my brother ed standing behind the wall

" she's potato and I don't trust him ! " Ed reason with doric and Simon

" I think I'm ready to call it a night now, xenk " I say in a sleepy voice

" sleep well " he than patted my head

" get your hand off my potato!" Holga then throws a potato at xenk

" holga your awake! " edgin yelled

" yeah I came for a midnight snack "

" you know it's not your house right so you can't eat the man's food " Simon said concert

" so? " holga raised her brow

" I will not be complicit in the illicit use of ill-gotten booty "

" can someone else rude next to this guy ! " edgin complains .

We got off our hearses and xenk grabbed some ropes we followed him

" follow me to the orifice " xenk said tying the rope around the tree

" the orifice? " ed said

" there are many ways to get in to the orifice " xenk said while walking then he stopped and turned around to face us as he fell backwards. We all watched but can't see anything as it to dark .

" I'll go last." Simon said afraid.

" doesnt that look dangerous. I'll go first then " I slowly made my way down hang on to the rope. It's pretty dark here I thought I let go of the rope thinking im already at the bottom but boy was I wrong

" aagh ! " I scream but was caught by someone and that someone is xenk as he's the only here

" are you okay? " I just nodded

" that was stupid of me " I say

" we all do some unintelligent things " xenk said . The rest made it down Simon caming last , xenjso explain how dangerous and dark it is here in the under dark

" hold me hand and I'll will lead you "

" I'm not going to hold his hand " Ed said I just raised a brow at him . We all started walking and following xenk while Ed is holding my hand like a child.

" keep your guard up. I don't trust this guy "

" after he is helping us? " holga said

" I just don't trust this guy, he most have something up his sleeves "admin whisper back to holga

" there is nothing up my sleeves but my arm" xenk said

" how can he hear that !? " edgin said in shocked

" I hate you " edgin whisper back at xenk but xenk just smirk at edgin words

After venturing down into the Underdark, we came passed uninterested intellect devourers and arrived at the ruins of Dolblunde, wherein Xenk had hidden the helmet of disjunction long ago.

" stop , don't move ! "xenk said

" are those imtellect devourers " I said looking at the brain like monsters. Xenk explain how they devour the human brain, leaving just the body so it can control it. We did not move until the those monster passed us

" well that was a little hurtful " Ed said

We reach the bridge after some time , xenk negotiating the trapped collapsing bridges , before Xenk could finish explaining the intricately complicated technique needed to cross them , was suddenly triggering and began to collapse.

" uhm.... Looks like I accidentally trigger the mechanism sorry about that " We all looking at Simon as he lifted his foot off the trigger

" great how do we get to the helmet this time." I walk back and forth because I want to get out of here soon as possible. Do you know how hot it is here? Where we are surrounded by lava it's crazy hot and I don't like it when it's to hot.

" hey what is that? " Simon pointed that holga is holding

" this? It murlamins old walking stick " holga

" that's not a walking stick " holding it as he turns it

" in fact a Hither-Thither Staffx "Simon said making a portal for use to there across the bridge. Finding and opening the gnomish mechanical box, Xenk retrieved the helm and hands it to edgin.

" promise me, you protected your very life."

" I will " edgin takes it form xenk hands and tossed it to, Simon

"hold this "

" hey guy.... I think we are not alone....." I said as feel the back of my hair standing up. Thats when a band of undead Thayan assassins led by Dralas showed up, having been sent by Sofina to find and kill the thieves. Xenk and Dralas taunted one another; it was not the first time they'd clashed. They fought valiantly, with Xenk handily taking down the whole squad of assassins and impressing the others, as his companions provided a little aid but mostly just watched. At last, Xenk dueled and defeated his old enemy Dralas.

" wow.im glad he's on our side " holga said impressed

" we need to go now " xenk said

" they are undead right that means they will get up any second since the undead can not stay dead for long; their wounds regenerated . " just when I finished my sentence they all begin to rice up

" RUN !!! " xenk scream, with no second to waist we all run for our lives . Running towards the ground full of bones but we are interrupted by the surprise appearance of the red dragon Themberchaud

" is that a the red dragon ?! What that doing here that beast is far from his home!" I said observing the dragon

" he most have created a new dent." Xenk said

" what? did he eat the last ? " edging said

" pretty sure because that a FAT ASS DRAGON ! " I yelled we all retreat and run away from the dragon as it deals with the undead assassins, by simply eating them, but then turned his attention to the us , chasing them around the ruins and its bridges and breathing fire. At one point, unable to fly up, he pushed a bridge down, causing Edgin and me to slide down toward his mouth. But stopped only when Xenk heroically leaped overhead and thrust his sword into Themberchaud's head

" are you okay potato? " egind said holding my hand as he lifted me up

" yeah. But I think I sprained my foot but I'm good I can still run and also remind me to never take me with you on adventures " I said

" are you two hurt? " xend said

" I'm fine and thanks for saving me. " edgin said

" you would have done the same" xenk said back towards edgin

" yeah...totally" I know that's a lie xenk turns his attention to me and saw that little hurt he could use the cleansing touch but that will take some time and the dragon has no serious harm done and is recovering fast

" come on let's go " xenk lifted me up like I weigh nothing and carry me to the others as edgin follows with Themberchaud chased all of us into a narrow cave, but could not get his head through.

" what do we do now? " Simon said in a panic because the damage caused seawater to leak in.

" this is seawater, right, that means-" I said looking at my brother as he was quick to catch on and made a plan and explain it to the other

" are you sure that would only get him more " Simon said

" this is our only way out ! " In the end, we manage to get Themberchaud to breathe gas and create an explosion that would open a water channel and free us all.

* gasp *

We all made our way to the surface and swim to the sure where i rest for a bit as Xenk was pleased with Edgin returning to the heroic ways of the Harper.

" are you sure you don't want to come and join us? " edgun asked Xenk

" yeah because your basically good at every thing " Simon said

" I wish I can but this is your quest to fulfill " Xenk said and turns to me if doing alright

" man I can't believe I'm doing this . Will you take care of her for me while I'm gone? " Xenk then turns his attention to edgin

" I know she is just a little hurt but that's because of me and I don't want to bring her with me or else she gets more in danger. And she the only family I have left except for kira " edgin said, xenk just smile before saying " I will "

" wait I'm not going with you? "

" sorry potato. But you can't it's to dangerous and I don't want you to get hurt. And I know your old enough but I'm still your brother. And my job is to protect you. " edgin said before ruffling my hair

" okay." Me and xenk then started to head back to the village of Mornbryn's Shield .

" hey xenk " ending yelled

"Just so you know you have my permission to BANG my potato ! " edgin whisper so only xenk could hear

" what? " I yelled back but no reply , then turn to xenk who was smiling

" what did he just say? " I ask

" he just gave me permission "

" permission for what " I asked confused

" permission to do this " xenk then lean close as he gave me a a soft peck on my lips. My eyes is widden in shock and my lips were frozen of what happened just happened

" y/n "

" yes xenk..." I said still shocked

" I just want you to know your the most beautiful diamond of the first water."

" May I hold your hand? " Xenk said as he reached out to hold my hand of course I let him , because he just said that I'm the most beautiful woman .

With that our relationship began

The end

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Its 3 am :)

And I'm finally finished !

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