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lexsssu · 4 months

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Beast (Dion Agriche)

TAGS: Dion/Dragoness!reader, pining, pervy thoughts, breeding, oneshot Ao3 ver.

This place felt…sad.

The towering manse was objectively magnificent and yet an air of gloom seemed to envelop the very air that passed through the exquisite halls. Though perhaps it could be attributed to the unmistakable metallic scent that hung heavily within almost every corner of the estate.

Whether it was the main courtyard, the gardens, or from deeper within, the darkness that settled over the entire structure was like a shroud of death that beckoned victims to fall into the sweet embrace of oblivion. It’s only through luck however, that they can either meet a swift end or a drawn out and miserable one.

Judging from the melancholic or downright pained expressions upon the ghostly specters that roamed the area, it’s safe to say that this was a place of great suffering and tragedy. None of the actual living occupants could see them, most especially that man whose soul harbored an impressive amount of corruption for a human. No matter how many angry spirits clung to him in hopes of dragging his soul straight out of his body in order to enact their just revenge, each death done or ordered by his hand only seemed to further the taint.

It’s almost as if he drew power from the lives he’d stolen.

He wasn’t the only one who attracted the attention of the restless souls. The man’s children who tried to follow in his footsteps also had a trail of bodies before them even before they could be called adults. Even one of his wives, a seemingly spritely woman with doll-like features, took lives as easily as getting rid of unpleasant pests.

In conclusion, this family is as cursed as the land they had stained with rivers of blood over the years.

Much to your surprise however, not every Agriche shared a penchant for senseless murder. One of the eldest living daughters (Roxana) only had a single ghost following her and even then, the ghostly image of the teen boy didn’t seem to want to tear her limb from limb like all the others. Rather, he followed after her much like a puppy who only wanted to keep up with her pace. Sadly, the blonde never seemed to take notice of the boy who bore remarkably similar features with her even as he tried to reach his hand out to touch her.

For she lives within the plane of the living, while he now resided in between life and death, unable to move on due to regrets or some other unfinished business you didn’t know of.

The question is…are you content with staying as a mere observer?

The blonde youth perks up the moment he realizes you can see him, sheer relief brimming from every pore within his spectral body when you speak your first words to him. He is rich with the secrets Lante Agriche fights tooth and nail to prevent from ever seeing the light of day.

A lonely boy becomes lonely no more and a displaced dragoness finds that becoming lost wasn’t too bad when you have good company around you.

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Dion doesn’t dream.

Considering the amount of blood that stained his rough hands, it is better that he only descends into nothingness whenever he rests his eyes, for one could only imagine what horrors lay in wait to torment him for all the atrocities he’d committed. He’s not afraid of the ghosts of his victims, but rather finds it useless to think of flames that had already been snuffed out when they could no longer influence the living in any way.

But then something changes.

He feels a soft, warm touch that gently traces the length of his nose, cups the sharp angles of his face, and even delves into his dark locks. Though his eyes remain closed, his own subconscious supplies him with the image of hands much smaller than his own large ones that poked and prodded at him without fear.

While he would have caught the appendages and mayhaps stuck a knife into anyone who decided to lay their hands upon him, Dion knows that this could only be a dream because who would even dare to caress him so gingerly in the middle of night within the Agriche’s own manor? If anything, he finds his dreamself to commit to memory the feeling of such a gentle touch being bestowed upon him, because rationally he knows that he has no need for softness. In the confines of his own subconscious however, he supposes that he can allow himself this at the very least.

When he wakes up at the crack of dawn, it is to open windows with its blinds fluttering as the morning breeze makes its way to his room, bringing with it not just the familiar scent of iron that seemed to permanently surround the place he’d grown up in.

Though he cares not for flowers specifically, he does have knowledge on their practical uses such as poisons and the like. He also prefers knowing the native flora and fauna of the hunting grounds he’d be thrown into in order to get a better grasp of the terrain.

Blooming honeysuckles make his brows furrowed in confusion despite his stone-cold exterior, confused as to how and why such a scent overpowered the ever present iron tang in the air.

Curiouser and curiouser.

Dion remains oblivious to the shared laughter between a woman with ivory in her hair and a boy whose eyes reflected the deep, bright expanse of the open sky as they watched him stick his head out of his windows to locate the origin of the oddity.

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“YOU...”

“...Me?”

Dion feels his body practically burning from the inside-out, his heart beating several miles per minute as he finally gets a good look of the poltergeist that haunts his nights. He remembers the tender touches you press against his skin, the warm caresses that leave him gasping for breath and his loins aching for sweet release by the time he’s released from your clutches once dawn has broken.

He does not need your sweetness.

He has no use for your gentleness.

And yet he craves it.

He has never desired anything.

He has never felt so strongly about anything other than the swish of his blade, the gurgling of his victims, and the blood splattered against the ground as another mark of his martial prowess.

And yet you drove him to become more of a feral beast than he ever was as he now wished for nothing else other than to possess your whole being just as you possessed him without even meaning to.

“...are MINE”

Your surprised squeak is music to his ears, the flush on your cheeks pleasing the beast that sought to have you pressed down on the ground and taken ruthlessly, flooding your fertile womb with his virile seed...

To be continued(?)

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chaedomi · 8 months

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i'm currently thinking about men who are dangerous. i'm talking about men who are capable of instilling fear in the hearts of many with a simple mention of their name. men who are utterly vile and straight-up diabolical. men who have a terrifying reputation… where people are baffled when they see how soft and putty they become in the presence of their cute, sweet wife. (cw: yandere, implied violence) / mlist.

LANTE is known to be beyond merciless. It does not matter the age, gender, etc… once you are deemed unfit and unworthy of his time and effort, he will simply discard you like a piece of garbage without second thoughts. He claims to be foreign to the concept of love, but, as of now, he has morphed into a stuttering and sweaty mess under the presence of his wife, who stood in the background with her arms folded and a displeased pout plastered on her face. He very well knew how much she disapproved of his methods, and god, was it a sight to see such a powerful man’s visage crumble in seconds flat. He debates with himself, whether to usher you off and have you wait for him, or leave with you. However, he quickly chooses the second option when he catches the smallest teardrops at the corner of your eyes, rushing to your side. He is aware that your tears are fake. Damn, he couldn't bear it at all, wanting to get rid of your 'grief' whether it may be slow-dancing with you in the privacy of your room, or drowning you in riches. And with a lovestruck smile, an expression he has not given to anyone else, he left the dungeons beside you, leaving the formerly tortured prisoner dumbfounded and in awe.

Many tend to walk eggshells around DION as a result of his fearsome personality. They have heard of the gruesome things he does to his victims and without much effort too, as though it were some everyday activity to him. Dion was also known to be crueler and more sadistic than his father, so, it was even worse if he was already in a bad mood, where anything could set him off in the wrong manner. However, it was just beyond impossible for him to remain upset, especially when his wife would happily approach him, clinging onto him and squishing her cheek against his arm. Everyone saw it, how much Dion adored you. To him, you were this beautiful possession made for him, and him alone. Dion was mostly emotionless and indifferent. While his face doesn’t often display emotions, the rare sparkle of light in his eyes whenever he was around you was hard to miss. Gently caress his cheek, brush back his hair when he falls asleep in his chair, embrace him when he returns from a mission, do it all to him, he is a sucker for it, for you. People admit it’s sweet, even the enemies he made. But, as soon as the light dims in his eyes when he turns to glare at them, they are falling over as they try to run away…

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ne-videl · 4 months

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𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔫𝔤𝔢𝔩𝔦𝔫𝔤

♡

yandere Dion Agriche x fairy fem reader

he will gladly go even to his own death if you'll order him to.

sub yandere, unhealthy relationship, a little bit of Cassis x reader, mentions of violence, reader and Dion have master/pet relationships, also reader is referred to as "sister" a few times so pseudo incest I guess, sfw but a bit suggestive, everybody likes you!! poor english

word count: ~2k

a/n: there I am again drooling over fictional men. so here's my favorite yandere trope!! for if your psychopath doesn't worship you it's not your psychopath ©

honestly when I was reading this manhwa for the first time and saw dion I was like "damn I want this man on his knees 🤨🤨", so here you are. eat.

"you're a dog, Dion." – not-Roxanne lifts the corners of her lips in a slight smile, while her neat fingers run through his shaggy hair.

"your dog," – Dion adds mentally.

you feel the touch of his dry lips on your bare foot.

sitting like this, kneeling in front of you, seems right – it can't be any other way, and it won't be.

"may I?" – after receiving tacit approval, he leans closer, his hand stroking your bare thigh.

you smell like flowers: maids must have added rose oil to the water, and this smell digs into his lungs, making him roll his eyes in ecstasy.

just from this, from the fact that you are so close, he could just reach his hand out and feel you.

your body is cold – devoid of any human warmth, burning his skin with the cold of it's touch. your eyes look with a non malicious mockery: how a person looks at their beloved pet. with kind condescension.

you lean in, and Dion feels a kiss at the top of his head. scent of roses hits his nose, almost suffocating, and it feels like his mind is about to give up. well, if he dies right here, he won't regret a bit.

crimson flush on his cheeks almost burns his skin.

____*:･ﾟ✧

"hello. my name is ███████. do you mind playing with me, brother?"

he turns around at the girly voice behind him – distracting himself from the dead bird – and he is met by the look of your laughing eyes.

not red ones.

his sister tucks a lock of her hair behind her little ear and sits down next to him, waiting for an answer.

shouldn't she be blonde like Roxanne?

who is Roxanne?

"okay." – Deon catches his sister's smile and for some reason wants to smile too. she talks about a cute teddy bear that her father gave her, about how she likes to drink tea under the summer sun, and that she probably likes him too.

he had once seen in a book: in the old fairy tales that mothers read to their children, it was said that fairies could replace a human child with their own.

none of Agriche's children believed in fairy tales, but it seems appropriate for his "sister" – you, not-Roxanne, must be a fairy. a lovely creature with transparent wings and a honey voice.

he doesn't mind. whatever calls itself his sister, Deon thinks he really, really likes it.

____*:･ﾟ✧

if he's not on a mission, Deon is always by your side.

"what are you doing here? can't you see sister is with me now?" – Jeremy mumbled indignantly, but you only laughed softly, covering your lips with a neat palm.

a beautiful silver ring glitters on the sixth finger of the "sister".

their father also adores you – maybe it's natural for fairies to charm everyone around them – from members of their so-called "family" to the maids and even the hounds of the estate.

maybe he's a hound himself in her eyes. it didn't matter, as long as he could be with his "sister" – or at least with the creature that pretended to be her.

it was undoubtedly a pleasure to belong to you.

Deon drapes a white fur coat over your shoulders: you often went out into the garden in light clothes, as if the winter cold did not bother you at all. your hair falls over the fur collar, and you smile at him, giggling about how quietly he walks, and chirping about something else. you were fond of chatting, and it was often very difficult to stop listening to you. he, however, usually spoke rarely and little, accompanying you, his mistress, like a silent shadow.

you're spending too much time in the company of a Pedelian pup – an unacceptably long time – so that his eye begins to twitch with anger.

isn't he enough? why would you need this toy if he is always at your feet, your faithful dog, a hound, ready to do whatever you want without a trace of doubt and regret?

Dion wished you'd let him kill Cassis.

"may I ask you a question?" – you turn at the sound of his voice. surrounded by a winter garden, you look even more beautiful, pitch black against dead-white snow. perfection.

"of course, ask. what is it?" – "sister" raises an eyebrow a little stiffly, not naturally, just a little bit.

"do you like him more? I dare not doubt you, and you should not doubt my loyalty, but still-" – his scarlet eyes narrow slightly – "but still, do you like him more?"

if you answer yes, he will go and kill the eldest of the Pedelian offspring on the spot. this is Deon's place. and the hell he's going to let someone else take it.

"of course not, silly." – you laughed – "didn't we discuss this earlier? toys are toys, but you were and will remain my favorite."

right. that's how it should be. why did he even doubt it?

"favorite." – mentally repeats after you while your six-fingered palm rests on his head: you had a habit to pet him like a puppy.

"favorite." – gaze of crimson eyes trembles, invariably riveted to you, and Dion struggles with the desire to grab the object of his sick adoration in his arms, hug you, to feel the cold of your inhuman body at least through clothes. your smell is dope, your touch is opium, your eyes are an abyss, mesmerizing with the horror of its cold depths.

but he can't. you didn't allowed it yet.

and he, as befits a well-trained hound, will obediently wait for your permission.

____*:･ﾟ✧

"███████. that's not your real name, is it? what are you?" – Cassis looks at you expectantly.

you tilt your head to the side, picturesquely rounding your eyes and raising your neat eyebrows.

theatrically. not natural.

"what are you talking about? I am me. who else do you think I can be? stop asking stupid questions, darling." – you answer with a mocking smile. like he's saying something ridiculous.

"are you kidding me? you have six fingers! why doesn't anyone else notice this? besides, you look different, not at all like-" – Cassis cuts himself off in mid-sentence.

like who?

"you know, forget it... it's like I haven't been myself lately. you know, with all this kidnapping, and even your brother..." – he shakes his head nervously under your laughing gaze.

something inside told him that if he kept asking questions now, it won't end well. and anyway, why would he do that? after all, it's not polite to interrogate his benefactress.

everything is fine.

"the less you know the better you sleep, my dear. why don't we just proceed as planned? and how many fingers I have is none of your business." – you look appraisingly, as an already well-fed snake looks at a mouse.

eat or not?

"if I were you, I'd be more worried about the success of your future escape, and for that matter, about my dear brother. you see, Dion has been wanting to twist your neck for a long time." – mention of the red-eyed man makes Cassis tense up.

when you see his reaction, you giggle like you just said the funniest joke in the world.

"come on. I was joking. Dion won't hurt you unless I tell him to. he's a good boy."

when he thinks about it, you, the elder Agriche, had a lot in common with the poisonous butterflies you adored so much. in the sense that Cassis often got the impression that you wanted to devour him. at least it wasn't hard to imagine transparent wings behind your back.

____*:･ﾟ✧

gatherings with your father always ended well after midnight – invariably over cigars and wine, in his office full of acrid tobacco smoke.

it was no secret who will become the next head of Agriche: Lante never hid his paradoxical favoritism. with you alone he had the relationship that most closely resembles the relationship of a parent to a child.

"in general, everything is going as it should. don't forget to dress up for the next dinner party: I've already called the designers." – Lante exhaled a cloud of smoke, smiling cheekily: alcohol was doing its job.

"as you wish. Is Dion doing good at his job?" – you answered with a relaxed face: wine, as well as many other "human" things, had no effect on you.

"you ask as if you don't know. you raised him well." – you slightly unnaturally round your eyes in surprise – "only a fool here does not know that the only person to whom my son is truly faithful is you. I don't know how you did it, but these mind games of yours seem to have had the desired effect. of course, you're my daughter! you're more like a dog with a mistress, not a brother and sister."

Lante bursts into a deep laugh, and his "daughter" does not deny herself a satisfied grin.

a dog and his mistress, huh?

heavy doors of the head's office closed behind your fragile – at least visually –figure.

you are greeted by the night chill of the deserted corridor of the estate and your dog waiting in the distance.

"hi, Dion. already returned?" – he just nods silently in response, coming closer to you and offering his hand.

my-my, just came from a mission in the middle of the night and immediately rushed to you. how obedient.

"did you hear it?" – you tilt your head to the side with a sly grin.

"I did. while I was waiting for you." – he doesn't say anything about Lante's comment. doesn't deny it.

indeed, you raised him well. no trace of pride was left.

Dion in your hands – a faithful puppy, readily following any of your instructions. even if you'll send him right to his death, he will return, only bowing his head in anticipation of praise and the touch of your cold hands.

and you, like a good master, praise, and stroke, and kiss. after all, if there is a stick, there must be a carrot.

____*:･ﾟ✧

"here we will part, my dear friend. we have already discussed your plan of action, so I see no point in repeating myself. go to freedom, but quickly: we, you know, deal with riots quickly."

"wait, listen, please. can you at least answer me before I leave? what are you, really? I always have the feeling that you're not who you seem. I mean... no, I like you, I really like you, it's just-" – Cassis cuts himself off, realizing that he blurted out too much.

he's all flushed, confused in words, and you're just looking at him with your unnerving eyes and smiling.

watching. and aren't blinking.

"God, no matter how much years I'm carrying on my shoulders, it's the first time I've met such a curious human." – you purse your scarlet lips, thinking about the answer – "don't worry, "she" is now where she will be better. and as for your question, dear, you can consider that I'm just a bystander. yes, let's think so. so stop talking and run, okay?"

"and you? will you be okay?" – you raised your eyebrow: still unnatural, however, he's already used to it.

exit from the estate is already very close, just a stone's throw away, and Cassis is hesitating. desperately grabbing your wrist, looking with shining yellow eyes into your laughing, soulless ones.

tch.

"what, you want to stay my toy forever? you know, I'm an Agriche too, and I might change my mind about letting you go if you keep looking at me like a beaten puppy." – realizing that your quip was not accepted by the "audience", you rolled your eyes, but then broke into your too perfect smile again.

"don't worry. I can't be killed in a way that matters."– a six-fingered palm rests on the top of his head, and your face stretches into a grin, not human, too wide for a human.

but he's not scared. he wants to watch more – it's impossible to look away, even if his instinct for self-preservation screams that he needs to get out of here as soon as possible.

the abyss, as it turned out, can really look back, and it is beautiful in its terrifying appearance.

is this how Deon feels every time he looks at something that calls itself his sister?

"well, let's never meet again, my friend." – and Cassis leaves, leaves without turning around, because he understands that if he turns around, he will never be able to leave this nightmarish estate. he won't want to.

you hesitate a little, watching him with unblinking eyes, and with a sense of accomplishment you turn back.

your face rests against a man's chest. familiar scent of ash and blood hits your sensitive nose.

"and you're still walking silently." – Dion drapes his coat over your bare shoulders. a gloved hand lingers on your skin a little longer than it should.

"it's cold in the dungeons. you should have dressed warmer." – you laughed a little.

he knows perfectly well that you don't feel the cold, but he does this every time anyway.

"and what, you won't even ask anything? aren't you curious why I let the Pedelian offspring go?" – your six–fingered hand is holding his elbow as you wind through the dark and cold corridors.

"I will not question your methods. but was it wise to talk about your secret, even in this way? doesn't he know too much now?" – it's not difficult to understand what he's hinting at: in his opinion, you should've get rid of Cassis. athough never said out loud, your "brother's" dislike of your toy was ridiculously strong.

ah, men's jealousy!

"let him think what he wants. there are no big conclusions to be drawn from what I said anyway." – you tilt your head to the side, your eyes lazily scan the walls of the dungeon. he just nods and continues to walk beside you in silence.

Dion never asked too much, never doubted any of your actions, never poked his nose where it should not be. you certainly raised him well. no, even exceeded your own expectations.

what a good boy.

mom yelled at me for almost a hour and I wanna curl up and die 🤩

thanks for reading!!

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dxmoness · 11 months

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─────── LOVE MADE ME CRAZY?!

━━━━ dion agriche. manhwa. twtpflob.

‣ fluff! reader is referred to as ‘you’, soft Dion! . ୨:୧

‣ masterlist . recent works . twtpflob. ━━━━

A loveless marriage. that's what this was supposed to be. A loveless and fruitless marriage between you and dion agriche.

Now why couldn't you do that, you may ask so kindly? Because this damnable husband of yours is a clingy puppy over you. Well, perhaps that's an overstatement but still. He was extremely against the rules of your supposed 'loveless marriage' as to him this was no marriage or just mere inconvenience, but rather a marriage where he finally has someone to talk with and do whatever he likes with (as long as you're comfortable, of course.).

Dion was known to be cold, calculating, ruthless, a complete psychopath but to you? He acts like a gentleman, if not that then perhaps just a clingy male who wanted every bit of affection he could get from you. Maybe it was because of his past experiences where he never got affection, but one thing was for sure the man would never leave you alone. No.

This morning was no different, you woke up and the first thing you feel is a heavy weight on half of your body, mostly the lower half. But a slightly lighter feeling was at your chest. You knew who it was of course thus you kept still. It would be a great disappointment to Dion if you dare move and tell him you do not wish to sleep in as you two normally do when he returns from a long hard work during one of his many missions.

After an hour, you finally make your movement to shift around. This was a sign to tell him to get up and start getting ready for the day. On a normal basis it would've worked but you knew better when it came to his return days.

The male absolutely refused to move out of your body. Especially not when he was feeling so much warmth against you. It'd be unforgivable to do such a terrible deed, that's what he thinks at the very least.

"Dion." Your tone was tired but it held firmness. It made Dion groan before he turned, finally letting you breathe smoothly once more.

His red eyes stare at you blankly at first, but then filling with utmost respect minutes later. "Good morning." His voice was sleepy and low. His eyes show dark circles under them, an unhealthy sign.

"Good morning." You answer, your hand reaching to stroke his hair. A move that deliberately gets Dion on his knees trying to reach your fingers.

He leans up and instead kissed you. His blanket gives way and makes the sight of his chest and undeniably tone and fit body in display for your eyes to see. Such a sight brought heat to your cheeks, a blush creeping forth bringing your thoughts deliberately known.

Dion simply grins as he pins you down. "Let's sleep some more." He spoke so kindly and smoothly, you wouldn't dare say no now, would you?

─────── TAGGING?!

━━━━ no one.

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lyomeii · 1 year

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a child with an incurable illness

->warning: yandere theme, platonic relationship, death (not reader)

-> request by anon! My first ever request I sincerely apologize for any mistakes I made! Could you, however, write the agriche family reaction on a child!reader who has recently become gravely ill? And finding out their illness is incurable. (If you aren't writing right now, you can delete this!)

->a/n: okay, this and the winter drafts are the only ones who didn’t got deleted, so yeah :/ but the good side is that i am back writing after my tests are over. So, enjoy. also in this imagine, I made the reader’s dead :) and I almost forget, after this i shall open my request tomorrow. Ps: this isn’t my best work since I spend a long time withou writing so forgive me

-> they didn’t saw that coming, none of them expect you to fall ill like that. It’s was spring and as usual, you were walking in the garden under Maria’s and Sierra’s watchful eyes, worrying about if you could trip someone and get hurts or bleed your knees

-> but the worst happened, the immense sound of you failing down over the roses and hurting your skins with thorns made Sierra screams, hoping you to get up and say “ that was nothing” and go back playing, however, you didn’t got up and blood start running your white shirt, making Sierra and Maria taking you to the family’s doctor

-> the news were swift told by toward the family members who all came to visit you at your bedroom, where the doctor was trying their best to find what exactly happened and what disease you have. After a few hours, the doctor step out of the bedroom and tell Lante about your disease

-> a rarely yet deadly disease that probably your mother’s side of the family carried for years and that now got you too. Such news made your parents and siblings distressed about it, threatening to kill the doctor if a cure isn’t found and well that what happen after the poor man told there is no cure for such disease.

-> with such news, none of them give up of finding a cure. Lante send his best men to very part of the world, Dion visit horrible places to find anything related to the disease while the others members tried their best to make your life more comfortable as times pass. Depends of the day, you fell terrible, sometimes you can raise from bed nor eat properly meals that the best chef ever made, yet there is the good days where you spend a few minutes out of your bedroom, listening to Grizelda reading a book, Roxanna showing her butterflies or Jeremy spending time with you til bedtime.

-> when the soldiers and Dion return home, they all have the same answer about your state, no cure. With all hope lost. Now the family decided to try their best to kept you alive for as long as possible and enjoy moment at their side, however as much they have numerous plans to spend their time with you, the disease got worsen.

-> incapable of speaking nor walking by yourself, you are now locked inside your bedroom doing simple activities that don’t require much strength such as reading or drawing. And whatever someone is free from their duties, they spend their time with you.

-> Roxanna and Jeremy tell stories of the outside with the butterflies flying around the bedroom. Grizelda takes you to the garden where you should to play, but this time she is either carrying you or use a wheelchair at the side of Sierra and Maria, both who make you laugh and smile with the many sweeties and toys you gain from them

-> in the other hand, Dion still act a little cold and distant about you. As much he wants to spend at your side and enjoy the last moments of your life, he feels that if does that, he might suffer even more than he wishes.

-> the day is coming closer, they all can sense it and when the moment arrive, the household shall prepare the greatest and most gorgeous funeral of all time

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lxdymoon0357 · 1 year

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The way to Protect the Female lead's Elder Brother

Domestic Healing! Dion X Reader Hcs

Crossover: Y/N and her murdering families

#manhwa x reader #x reader #the way to protect the female lead's older brother x reader #the way to protect the female lead's older brother #the way to protect the heroine's elder brother x reader #dion agriche #dion agrece #dion agriche x reader #dion agriche headcanons #roxanna agriche #roxanne agriche x you #roxanna agriche x reader #cassis #cassis pedelian x reader #cassis pedelian #cassis pedelian x you

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i-became-the-lady-of-the-blog · 2 years

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Medea x Dion AU

Baby Benjamin: Da!

Dion: What's that, Benjamin!??!!!! Are you gonna say Dada?!! Say Dada!!!!

Baby Benjamin: DEATH!!!

Dion: Dada?

Baby Benjamin: DOMINATION!!!!

Dion: Um Dada?

Baby Benjamin: Destruction domination

Pel: Oh god why does this look likes a sign he's gonna be a destructive one in the future????!!!!!

Medea: Aww sweetheart (◍•ᴗ•◍)❤

If those aren't his first idk what is

Psyche: is this okay for the child?

Roxana: Of course, he’s an Agriche and Solon

#your throne #i want to be you just for a day #medea belial #medea solon #dion agriche #roxana agriche #roxana #the way to protect the female lead's older brother #Medea Solon x Dion Agriche #psyche callista #incorrect manhwa quotes #manhwa incorrect quotes #manhwa #korean manhwa #korean comic

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rouecentric · 10 months

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AAAAA okay, so I saw that your requests are open... (this is my first time requesting anything so im a bit nervous)

about your post with the lante x grandkid!reader, IT WAS SO GOOD, and yes, i totally understand the family's shock about lante doting on his grandkid. this is the same man who established that familial love is unnecessary, was it not?

we got lante's perspective of his grandkid... but what about the other family members? will they like the grandkid as well? or will they be indifferent / dislike them?

(this is a bit wordy im sorry ☠️)

how would the agriche family react to grandchild!reader being doted on by lant agriche? / headcanons, death, typical things you'd expect from a fic that's about the agriche family, gn!reader.

THE agriche's reactions are mixed, honestly, and they thought that dion having a child was enough of a shock, so to have grandchild!reader being doted on by the lante agriche would mean that the usual "balance" (or what was left of it) in the family would no doubt be thrown out the window.

there would most likely be more hatred and indifference than adoration when it comes to the grandchild, especially once they start taking on some of lante's traits as well, but some of the only people that i could see liking the grandchild no matter what would honestly be maria and sierra, as they most likely took on the role of a maternal figure in the grandkid's life since their mother died while giving birth.

roxana, as obvious as it is, would most likely resent the reader because of how doting lante is when it comes to them, especially since not only did they automatically gain lante's favor, but they also are the child of dion, her brother's murderer. however, she might open up to the reader and eventually get along with them if the reader doesn't exactly idolize the agriche head because of his actions, hell, she might even use the reader against lante.

jeremy's neutral when it comes to the grandchild, honestly, he probably never personally met the child more than twice on his own volition, since he would rather cling to his half sister than interact with some snotty baby. but there is a chance that he would have more encounters with the grandchild once they're around four to seven years old.

grizelda.. it's hard to say on whether or not she likes the kid, really, but the grandchild would most likely idolize her, and grizelda is at least a bit kinder at first when it comes to the kid, so the two of them would possibly be close, with the grandchild seeking out the older woman's attention or help.

however, charlotte hates you without any doubt. charlotte doesn't like you because of how easily you get lante's favor and attention, causing her to usually harass you without lante usually knowing, but she does bite back her tongue whenever there are other people present, however, she mellows out when she's older, and there's a slight chance for her to apologize! but don't get your hopes up, because she's stubborn as hell.

fontaine despises you, as you were not only lante's favorite in th family, but also because your birth reinforced dion's position on the top three candidates for being the future head of the agriche dukedom. hell, he isn't even above trying to get you killed, since all is fair in this household that didn't have any morals, no?

dion, your father, was indifferent towards you, he didn't really care for your mother, either, since it was an arranged marriage orchestrated by lante himself for his own benefit. sure, he may have taken care of you in his free time, but his emotional baggage and childhood trauma definitely wouldn't have made him a good father, most likely being emotionally neglectful, even if he sometimes doesn't mean to be distant.

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inzsanewrites · 1 year

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Cassis Pedelian x fem!Reader

You felt a migraine coming on as you looked at the blushing faces around the room fixated on you.

You could only let out a frustrated sigh as you recalled your circumstances. You weren’t even suppose to be here but Lant’s favoritism and who ever the hell was hosting this party decided to break tradition to make an exception for you.

“Lady Y/N! If I could-“

“No.”

“Fairest Maiden, I shall sing p-“

“No.”

“My, have I been poisoned and sent to a beautiful angel of death? For my eye-“

“Yes, you have. Now please die.”

Why did they just keep coming?!

Usually the Agriches were avoided as if even a mere whiff of them would bring one the most atrocious nightmares, but it seemed in your case it was a worthy price for even one look at you. Not even the thought of Dion, Maria, and Lant being their in-laws deterred them.

Waving away yet another person, you couldn’t help but glare at Roxana and Jeremey in envy. They at least had to luxury to enjoy the parties banquet without disruption. You couldn’t take a sip of your champagne without someone coming to profess their undying love to you.

When the time came to interact, you couldn’t have been any more grateful to take your place by your father’s side as to avoid a some weird nosebleeding attendant who had took one look at you.

As you approached Lant, you were stopped by Roxana.

“What is it, Roxie?”

There was an unfamiliar gleam in her eye as she spoke to you.

“Soon Sister Y/n will be pleased.”

“What are you talking about?”

She signed, exasperated.

“You shall see, Sister.”

Nevertheless you brushed her off and took you place beside Lant, backing up a bit at the sadistic and eager look in eyes.

It looked like he was desperate to see the mourning look in Rischel Pedelian’s eyes if anything.

And as expected Rischel Pedelian and his daughter walked through the doors, noble as ever but it was the third Pedelian that captured your attention.

Cassis Pedelian.

And from the way he held your awestruck gaze it seem you had caught this as well.

You could’ve easily dismissed it as a passing thing but from the way he’s lips turned up into a fleeting smile, you knew this would be far from the last time you would see him.

#cassis pedelian x reader #twtptflob x reader #roxana x reader #the way to protect the female lead’s older brother x reader #how to protect the heroine’s older brother x reader #manhwa x reader #webtoon x reader #the way to protect female lead’s older brother x reader #the way to protect the female lead's older brother #how to protect the female lead’s older brother #twtptflob

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kokofromwattpad · 1 year

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THE BELOVED SERVANT

Featuring: The Agriche Family

Plot: You have been working under the Agriches for all your life. The family held you on an extremely high pedestal of excellence. After all, you are their beloved servant.

Cw: yandere!Agriche family x GN!reader, ooc characters (obvi), unhealthy habits

A/N: I was re-reading 'The Way To Protect The Female Lead’s Older Brother' and this idea just kinda spawned from it.

LANTE AGRICHE:

Lante had originally hired your then pregnant mother to work for his family since she was one of the best and most submissive servants he's met. He also hired her because of the fact that she was pregnant, which meant that he would have another servant working under him for free. Since you grew up surrounded by insanity, blood, gore and death, you were quite used to it by the time you had turned 16. He decided that he would have you accompany him and son, Dion, on beast hunting whenever your schedule was open. You also went along just to get some practice in and build some muscle. He is forever surprised at how strong you are and kinda admires your strength and power.

SIERRA AGRICHE:

Sierra was very close with your mother and actually became best friends with even before you were born! She loved spending time with you and would spend hours upon hours speaking about you with you. Whenever you left her side, she felt a feeling of paranoia go ever her in waves, which gets stronger the longer you are away from her. When you would return to her, she would try and beg you to never leave her side again as she was worried that you would get hurt (even though you could take out a fully grown man with one punch in the jaw).

MARIA AGRICHE:

You were often ordered to help at Maria's many tea parties. The only reason why you did not die when you were younger for making any mistakes was because you had a cute round face that Maria just swooned at. She would sometimes even pinch your cheeks so hard that it would turn red and swollen. One time, when you made an accident by spilling some tea on the ground, your mother slapped you on the back of your head for doing that. Maria, having seen all of this, grew furious with your mother and banished her to forever live in the dungeons of the estate. Maria consoled you afterwards and even taught you how to maintain a better posture so that an accident like this would not happen again.

DION AGRICHE:

Dion and you grew up together, since the both of you were close in age and had similar hobbies and opinions. Dion always liked training with you and whenever you would beat him, he would always just smile and admit defeat with a kind grin on his face. Later, when he started going through puberty, he developed a massive crush on, but because he is just such a great actor, you never noticed or just didn't care to acknowledge it. One day, Dion ordered that you get dressed up in your finest clothes, and when you were done, he snapped a photo of you and placed it in a long golden locket he specially bought just for this.

GRIZELDA AGRICHE:

Grizelda has had a special attachment to you. She loves it when you do her hair in the mornings and trains with you in the afternoons. Whenever you were ordered to feed the beasts, she would stand in the corner and just admire you the whole time, she knew that you were strong enough to survive without her assistance. Grizelda sometimes makes you take walks with her by the greenhouses and the two of you just talk about anything and everything that there is to be spoken about.

ROXANA AGRICHE:

Roxana saw you as a figure of power and skill. She would watch as you would drag toys by their hair with one arm to the dungeons for one of her unnamed half siblings to play with. When the poisonous butterflies hatched, even though it caused her a lot of pain, she would always have at least one of them near you that she can keep updated on your whereabouts. When the two of you were younger, she loved it when every night, you pull up a chair and read her bedtime story so that she sleep better. After her brother died during the test, she would cling to you where ever you were to keep you safe and sound. Sometimes, when she was in a good mood, she would let you play and style her hair, it calmed her down and made her feel content.

JEREMY AGRICHE:

Jeremy actually picked up his cheekiness from you when he was still young and impressionable. No matter where you are, Jeremy can and will find you. He is always clinging onto your arm while you do your everyday tasks. Whenever you go beast hunting with his father and older brother, he would always cry and beg that you wouldn't go so that you could stay with him. But when Dion forcefully places you on your horse, he is cursing at his brother like he is in a bar fight. Once you arrive back with your winnings, he praises you and your skill and beg you to teach him so that he can become strong just like you, his role-model.

CHARLOTTE AGRICHE:

Charlotte is an attention hog, even more that Jeremy if that's possible. She loves watching you drag toys as if they don't weigh anything. To put it simple, you're her torture buddy. When the new toy went to her older sister instead of her, she went crying to you while you were sleeping to try and gain your sympathy. You honestly just comforted her so that she could let you sleep in peace. Whenever you show off even an ounce of her strength, she claims you as hers and will comment stuff like, 'That's my assistant!'

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honestly-oceanie · 1 year

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“Meet Me At Midnight”

Warnings(mention): Violence & murder (indirect), blood, sexual themes, “Dion Agriche”

《Dion Agriche x reader》

{smut/thirst♤ | scenario▪︎imagine▪︎}

Imagine...

A random guy started flirting with you but you paid him no heed not even a glance. He obviously knew who you are, his next words goes to show and it infuriated you inside. “You should divorce your husband, he does not deserve a beauty like you at all.” You turn to glower at him but did not spare him a word instead you just walked away.

Unbeknownst to you, crimson eyes were glaring daggers from afar.

After the sun had set, the random guy had an unexpected visitor on his manor. And to say the visit turned bloody hell would be an understatement. The visitor did not stop until he was finally satisfied with his work of ‘art’.

When your beloved husband, Dion, finally came home clothes all bloody, you immediately rush to him. Although you knew none of the blood belonged to him you were still worried and you didn’t like the sight at all.

You stare at Dion with worry evident in your eyes, while he just stare back at you as if he’s piercing through your soul. Without saying anything, he pull you towards him by the back of your neck, shortly after your lips touched he started kissing you hungrily. After what seemed like forever he finally pulled away.

“Jump“ he said and you did. Wrapping your legs on his waist and your hands on his shoulder to keep stable, you started sucking and placing hickies on his neck whilst he lead you both to bed.

After laying you on the bed, he look down on you beneath him. You were wearing your simple nightwear and yet you just look so enticing and enchanting right now. Without second thoughts he rip your nightwear apart giving him the full view of you. Even though his hands were still covered from his last victim’s blood, he did not care he inserted his fingers inside of you nice and slowly at first. Hearing no moans from you put a frown on his face, thus he roughly starts thrusting his bloody fingers in and out of yo, because of the pace of his fingers you started moaning his name out “Dion, Dion, Dion.”

Not daring to ask what had obviously transpired, you just indulge yourself in the pleasure your beloved husband could give you as he is almost always out for his missions sent by his father.

After you had given your release, Dion pulled his fingers out which are now covered with your cum and his last victim’s blood. After staring at it with satisfaction he turned to you with an indescribable emotion in his eyes. But despite that you still understood, as you’re the only one ever to understand him.

He placed both of his arms on either side of your head to support his weight and avoid crushing you. In the dark, he says “your eyes...are like midnight.” You knew what he meant. It was going to be a long night...maybe till sunrise.

A/N: can’t believe how I managed to keep a straight face while writing this so no one would be suspicious of what I’m doing😂 Gonna write a fluff later, back to procrastinating now.

Credits: @d10nsaint , you’re the reason why I even started liking this psychopath man😅. @forbidden-sunlight , for your message😊. Sorry this had to be my first fic, I accidentally click post instead of save draft I didn’t properly check😓. @dxmoness , my fav💗 I originally planned to make my regis series fic but you’re doing one right now so I’m gonna sit back and wait.

#what am i doing with my life #manhwa x reader #manhwa #dion agriche x reader #deon agrece #dion agrece #deon agriche x reader #the way to protect the female lead's older brother #the way to protect the heroine's brother #twtptflob #scenarios #imagines #thirst tag #wish my life was put together like my dedication for these tags #oceanie:)#oceanie writing

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dxmoness · 11 months

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You wake up to find yourself seeing completely nothing, a piece of cloth covered your eyes like a blindfold. It didn't make it any better that you realized when you tried to move your hands, they had been restrained over your head. Chains wrapped around your ankles, you feel the cold metal against your skin. Your bare skin was exposed to the cold night air that seemed to breeze through an open window.

Your heart beats in a panic. What's going on? Every squirm or movement caused the chains to make a jingle noise. Suddenly the door swung open, you could hear a creak and then it shut close. A sound of the lock clicking to place came to your ears a second later.

"I see you've woken up, darling." A deep and familiar voice came to your ears now. Your husband's voice.

You could feel his gaze going up and down your body as if analyzing you or perhaps undressing you with his eyes. It felt uncomfortable. There was creak of the bed as you feel him getting on.

He was right on top of you now, you could feel him lean closer. His lips near your ear, his breath tickling you.

"Now, I get that this is all a bit hard to process but I can explain." He whispered, voice suddenly lowering to a more intimidating voice. "Let's just say...I talked with your friend and found out a few interesting things about what you've been doing the past months." A dark chuckle was heard as he pulled back. You weren't sure where he was but he clearly hadn't left the bed as the heavy feeling was still there.

"You were going to leave me, weren't you darling?" You could just hear his smirk even if you didn't see it. You knew he was smirking. He just had to be. "Ah it's a good thing I found out, hm~?" He chuckled. "I know you've been planning to leave tonight when I'm gone so I decided to...restrain you and ensure our marriage will not fall apart because of your selfish acts of heroics."

You could feel him come closer. A scream nearly emerged from your mouth, but this is when you realize that even your mouth had a gag on it to keep you from shrieking or releasing any noises he didn't want.

"Hm, I could let you go but the thing is...where's the fun in that?" He grins at the sorry sight of you. He pulled you close, lips crashing onto yours. This maniac had restrained you against your will and made you completely vulnerable and now decides it'd be the best time to kiss you?! A fucking psychopath.

His lips leave you as they move to your jaw and downwards, making their way to mark your neck with his bites. He bit down hard, you could feel him grin against your skin when you give a muffled scream. "Now you're marked as mine. And you won't leave."

He chuckled again. "Not unless I wish you to."

CHARACTERS — Eros Vasilios, Dion Agriche, Rezef Hill

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lyomeii · 1 year

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˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ anon said: Dion would you do the honours of spending this Valentine with me? It isn't much but I hope you enjoy books and quality time.

That’s a unique request from you. Honestly, since the moment he took you away from your old life and locked you inside his bedroom, Deon never expected to hear any words related to that stupid holiday out of your mouth, specially with odd gifts that you got somehow.

“…” he thought for a while, leaving both of you in complete silence with his red eyes staring into what you call a gift, there is no chance those are hiding weapon or poisoned, you aren’t that dumb, “ Sure, now placed it on the table and come to bed.”

You obeyed his order perfectly and now resides in the shared bed, waiting for what he is going to speak now. Is he going to punish you for trying to make the day a little more special? You hope not.

He kisses you lips, not full of love, but not empty either, more like a warning to something, “ You’ve being good and didn’t even try to run away any time, so let’s spend today without any problems with more gifts if that what you wish.”

@lyomeii stuff || don’t repost

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d10nsaint · 1 year

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REWRITE THE STARS

Paring; Dion agriche x reader

I’d like to say this is sort of a 700 special, but I guess im pretty late. Special thanks to @acuriousmoon for not only drafting this, but always helping me get into the writing spirit when I help her with her works. Shes truly amazing, and i dont think i’d be able to progress without her.

The sounds of the flapping of the butterflies’ wings was extremely loud— the sound of thousands of poisonous butterflies echoed through the halls, along with the sudden ‘oong’ sound of the magic circle.

You’d frozen dead in your tracks. One second you’d been standing behind Dion while walking with Lant and Roxana, and the next, Lant had been coughing up blood while suffering in a magic circle while Roxana sat atop a gorgeous throne that only Lant sat on.

You felt a presence cling onto your cloak, tiny hands shaking and face hiding into your clothes.

Lant Agriche was a very simple and clear man—he believed in in the foreign concept of, ‘to kill or to be killed,’ and he lived by cruel terms; ‘Affection was a weakness’, as, ‘there is no need for it either’.All he wanted was the money and power there was to wield instead.

That very high and noble man was wheezing on the floor, screaming at Roxana and His son.

His son.

Your husband. The man who had given you the child that was clinging to you, afraid of what his father would do.Even you didnt know what he was going to do.

“Kill…her..”, Lant was coughing up blood after screaming so much, his eyes traveling to Dion. Your entire body shook. What would he do?You turned to Roxana, who watched Dion with amusement. Who would he choose? His wife and son, or His father?

“Erm..Dion, honey, come here.” You swallowed a lump in your throat with every pause. What if he decided he didnt need you anymore? What about your son?

“Dion, darling, please.” Contrary to your poker face earlier,you had shown your concern on your face.

He just stared at you, motionless. But instead of helping the head of Agriche who was angrily bawling for his help and sheathing his sword, he slowly walked across the hall towards you and your son. He ignored his father’s outcries as his gloved hand grabbed yours, placing a small kiss on the gloved dorsal side of your hand,His gaze and expression remained cold, but his words sent warmth down your spine.

“I am at your mercy.”

How an outsider as warm as you had the eldest son of the Agriche household wrapped around her finger point that he remained loyal is far beyond anyone’s comprehension, including Roxana’s.

#leigetalks #manhwa #saintspeaks #leigewrites #manhwa x reader #x reader #the way to protect the female lead's older brother #dion agriche #the way to save the older brother of the heroine #dion agrece #dion agriche smut #agriche #dion agriche x reader #dion

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lxdymoon0357 · 1 year

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Hello I was wondering if u did crossovers bc I got a crazy idea. What if u did a cross over with the villainess is a marionette, villains are destined dj die, and the way to protect the female lead? Like she is Penelope’s sister and she keeps getting transported in other worlds by mistake? And they’re all Yandere fore her? U obviously doing have to do this but this is just a e crazy idea 😅

(cool idea, but it's just blood.... Also Ashil passed his test and lived because I wanted him too!)

Crossover:

Villains are destined to die X Villainess is a marionette X The way to protect the female lead's older brothers X Reader HCs

※You were the only sister of Penelope, you both were extremely lucky and grateful to be taken in by the Eckhart family, they treated your sister nicely as well, but unlike your sister, you had a special power that is to move between three world where you’re meant to make people meet destiny, or something similar to that, your mother explained it to you, but you were very young to understand anything.

※ You grew up being a beloved child by your mother, sister and the people of the Eckhart duchy, you were seen as the kindest, prettiest and a gifted child by all.

※You met many people, including the royal rat with rubies for eyes, Vinter Varnandi, Yvonne and Ecklies, you quickly managed to form a dear companionship with each of them and quickly making them yanderes for you.

※You were quite close with your sister and hated the people in the manor for treating your elder sister badly, often triggering your power and transporting them somewhere and when they would come back they would either be dead or badly hurt.

※You formed a big companionship with Callisto, the crown prince who later on fell for Penelope and kept her close with him to keep you near him as well.

※You grew up healthy and grifted loved by your trashy brothers, you father, your annoying servants, your lovely sisters and many more people.

※When you grew up, the Eckharts learnt about your power and all your family loved you, then it was time to train your power, upon moving to one of the places you ended up bruised and fainted in a huge garden, when you woke up there was a beautiful man sleeping in a chair next to you, he looked extremely regal; He had short blonde hair with blue eyes and pretty lips with lashes, as you sat up in bed someone held your shoulder and slowly fluffed up your pillows, it was a girl who looked similar to the man sitting in the chair, she was one of the prettiest lady you had ever met, she had long blonde hair with shining blue eyes with pretty lashes and red lips.

※You later on learned their names, Cayena and Rezef Hill, they both were half siblings and the next emperor and princess in line for the throne

※You quickly managed to befriend them both, those two would spoil you rotten and also tried to keep you with them for as long as possible, you also met Cayena’s fiancée and half-brother, Raffealo Kedrey and Ethel Hill, both of whom you also happen to quickly befriend.

※They quickly became big yanderes for you, and upon learning how you got here and your power, they decided to slowly teach you about it, but not let you leave them, which was a big thing. They thought to keep you with them, while letting you visit your family for a few days every five months.

※So, once when Rezef was training you, you accidently ended up in a large, bloody field in someone’s arms, as you as you fell in their arms you fainted from exhaustion, but before you fainted you saw black grey hair with red eyes.

※As you woke up, you were in a huge red room completely bandaged, as you sat up you saw the door open, with three people entering, the man whom you saw before with a younger version of him and a gorgeous lady with blonde hair and ruby red eyes, with plump, red lips and a sharp face. The man who caught you was named Lant Agriche, his younger version was his son, named Dion Agriche and the lady was his beloved daughter, called Roxanne Agriche, you had ended up in the manor of Black Agriche.

※Lant had saw you falling from the sky and quickly caught you before you fainted in his arms, he saw your face and was mesmerized by it?...You don’t understand but that’s what Roxanne said, he brought you back to the manor carrying your princess style shocking everyone there, seeing the head of the family holding someone so tenderly, even more a beautiful person.

※You quickly took over the head’s heart as a dear child and he decided to make sure you were kept as safely as possible only letting a few people see you when you were knocked out for the days, them being only Sierra and Ashil, and maybe Roxanne on days when Lant was in very good mood.

※Ashil would describe you to Roxanne, Roxanne when she first got to see you was mesmerized by you, you were very pretty. She would constantly try to make Lant happy so he would let her see you.

※Sierra on the other hand would look after you, along with Ashil who would try to find some books on how to cure you fatser.

※Everybody in the Agriche manor wanted to see you, the lucky servants would tell about you to other servants who were asking them about you, everybody was curiously waiting for you to quickly heal so they could also see you and meet, including Grizelda, Fontaine, Maria, Jeremy, Charlotte, Dion and many more, I mean who wouldn’t be if they saw Lant carrying someone so tenderly.

※Now back to the present, as you sat up and saw the three come in and take a seat on the chair near your bed, Lant immediately put his hand on your shoulder and laid you back on the bed, while the other two sat on the other side.

※As the doctor came and checked up on you and gave you shots, Lant held your tiny hand in his, often using his other hand to stroke your hair and warm face with tenderness, which shocked the other two more.

※You quickly became the favorite between the Agriches, Dion loved you so much, you got gifts, sweets, treats, party invites and much, much more constantly.

※But you were also kept locked up in a room for hours on end, unless Lant would visit you with a beaming smile on his face, you were kept like this in the Eckhart manor as well, so it didn’t faze you.

※You would then by taught by the three family how to use your power and learn about it, so they can make a place where you power won’t work so you can’t teleport away from them anymore.

※Other than this type of behavior, you loved your families very much, you introduced everyone to each other, Roxanne, Cayena and Penelope got along very well always talking shit about someone they don’t like, Rezef, Callisto and Dion also became good friends often teaching each other if they tried to get to close to you their favorite torture methods, Jeremy and Reynold made a normal companionship and Sierra and Ashil became very close with Yvonne and Vinter, they would be the kindest to you and the most patient with you as well.

※You would often unknowingly cause arguments between the families, especially Rezef, Ashil, Callisto and Dion when you said your favorite brother was Ashil, he became a bit cocky for some time to the others people of his new found families and his own family.

※Everyone accepted each other, mainly because they all enjoyed blood, you would mostly be in the eyes of Lant, Dion, Ashil or Callisto, no one else because they all fall prey to your puppy eyes.

※They all end those people’s life in the most horrific way, the ones who tried to hurt you or get you away from them in any way.

※They love you so much, aren’t you happy having such a large family!!!

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