#impulsively posting a wip bc i felt bad abt myself LOL

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Outlander’s Memoir | Prologue |

Pairing: Yandere Fantasy!Bakugou x Reader Chapter 1 Summary: You're captured by Bakugou's tribe and forced to become his bride. It's strange here. To be torn from your home and brought down to your knees in a foreign clan where women only serve is meant to be humbling, not harrowing. But welcome, anyway, echme. WARNINGS: VIOLENCE, DEATH 

Barren burnt land surrounded (Y/n). The cries of children and their mothers went silent minutes ago, and smoke filled the air in their place. A few survivors remained, and (Y/n) saw clearly the anguish in their faces, pleading for mercy from the raiders right before the blade of swords swung down on their necks. The men didn't even give a second thought, almost as if they enjoyed it. (Y/n) could've sworn she heard a few laugh. She wasn't close enough for the heads of the victims to roll to her, but she felt the weight of each of them hit the ground from where she stood. They had been the last ones alive until just now.

They were also (Y/n)'s neighbors.

She went down to the market just this morning with youngest boy of that family; he was telling (Y/n) how to pick seeds out of watermelons, and even though it wasn't new knowledge to her, she chimed along anyway, both so unaware of the terror that would reign upon them only a few hours later.

Now that boy's body lay sprawled out on the dirt road, and the murderers pranced around his corpse on their groomed horses, thrusting their swords and axes in the air in celebration. They were chanting something, but (Y/n) couldn't understand. Her fury preoccupied her, and she felt her molars grind as she dug her boots in the ground.

(Y/n)'s hands were bound by a thick rope, being led by a man on a tall horse, a Kiger mustang. It was probably the most beautiful stallion amongst the raiders. The man was blonde and not saying much to her, but that might have been because of the language barrier. She didn't know their tongue. (Y/n) yanked the rope, hard, but it did little. The man was holding onto the other end, and he tugged her back before spitting something at her in another language.

"Fuck you!" (Y/n) barked, still yanking the rope with as much strength as she could muster under the shock, trying her best to pull herself to the boy's body as it now lay alone in the middle of the dirt road. Not even his family's corpses surrounded his.

(Y/n) didn't get far at all, she didn't even budge an inch. Her boots slipped on the mud, and she fell hard on her side, dirtying her dress even more. She never relented her desperate pull on the rope, though, no matter how much her wrists ached.

"Fuck you and your fucking barbarian tribe!" (Y/n) shouted at the top of her lungs, making sure the rest of the men heard her over top of the flames that burned her village. Some of them paused their property destruction to turn to look at her on their horses. They saw a pitifully small girl pulling against her bindings, being held by their king as he sat nonchalantly on his horse.

(Y/n) suddenly dropped to the ground once more, realizing that endlessly pulling was going to get her nowhere. An abandoned sword sat a few yards from her; dull and worn, but still a sword. It must have belonged to one of the villagers who carried enough guts to fight back against the raiders. It didn't get them too far, apparently. (Y/n) couldn't use her hands, so she stuck her foot out, inching as close as she could and hoping the tip of her boot could just... reach... the handle...

The man on the Kiger was observing the scene, and he suddenly dismounted, sighing. (Y/n) wasn't looking at him, and she felt the pull on the rope lessen. She took advantage of the opportunity and shifted closer to the sword, kicking it closer to her. Before she could move to grab it, the man jerked the rope back with such a force that it sent her flying forward a few feet. She landed face first in the mud, and she felt the rope being reeled closer. He was pulling her in and hitching the end of the rope to the horse's saddle. The man mumbled something before speaking to her for the first time in the common tongue.

"Gonna have to keep you on a shorter fuckin' leash."

Other men rode up to the pair, observing the scene. The blonde man exchanged a few words in a foreign language with them before mounting his horse once more. (Y/n) remained seated on the ground, refusing to stand as she watched. Blonde man clicked his tongue twice, and his horse began to move. (Y/n) was abruptly pulled forward, dragging against the ground on her stomach, and the men who were staring at her laughed at the scene. Blonde glanced back and laughed along with them.

(Y/n) twisted against the ground, trying to find her footing. She couldn't, not with the horse trotting like this. It was a few more feet until she was finally able to come to an awkward crouch and forcibly stand, a pathetic stumble of an adjustment. However, while she staggered behind the horse, her fingers attempted to undo her bindings.

A large blade was suddenly placed under her neck.

She glanced to the side, holding in her shock and looking up at the larger man on his horse. His teeth were sharp, and his smile did not look kind. He said something to her, but she didn't know what it was. Blonde's head suddenly jerked around.

"Oi!" He shouted, followed by a slew of foreign words, and none of them nice. Sharp Teeth lowered his blade begrudgingly with a roll of his eyes. He looked back down at (Y/n) and spit on the ground as he continued to ride beside her.

"Fucking echme."

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