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dragon-kazansky · 2 years

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Safe and warm

Madmartigan x Reader

Gender neutral reader

Dedicated to @mtnofgrace

Madmartigan was trouble, so you decided you would keep your distance. He had other ideas.

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Being stuck with Madmartigan was far from ideal to you, but as he was going your way anyway, you had no choice right now. Still, that didn't mean you had to talk to him.

Though he didn't get the message as he seemed quite intent on talking to you.

From the very second he laid his eyes on you, he smiled and found himself enamoured with you.

"You're beautiful."

You glared at him and turned away. Willow had an earlier run in with before you had crossed paths with him. You had been warned of this man and therefore gave him no response and walked away.

Madmartigan wasn’t fazed by this though. He just smiled as you walked away.

You find yourselves camping out in the middle of nowhere. Madmartigan got the fire going while Willow saw to little baby Elora. You set up a few spaces for sleeping, though you didn’t have much.

Madmartigan watches you from where he sits against the tree. He was fascinated by you. He loved your fiery spirit, the way you looked out for Willow, the way you spoke to Elora when you held her. He loved the way you stood up to him.

You were truly fascinating.

But also, a little stupid.

Everyone had settled down for the night. Willow sleeping next to Elora should she wake at any point. Madmartgian by the tree, but to avoid being anywhere near him, you had distanced yourself away from the fire.

Madmartigan could see you from where he was resting. You had your back turned to him, facing out to the dark woods. You were curled in on yourself. You weren’t close enough to the fire to reap all it’s beneits.

He sighs and sits up.

“Are you awake?”

You don’t move or talk, but he knows you are. There is no way you can sleep over there alone.

“I know I annoy you but come on. Sit closer to the fire. You’ll freeze over there.”

Still no reply.

Madmartigan gets up and makes his way over to where you are. He sees the way you try to curl up further. You know he’s there.

“Please.”

You turn and look up at him.

“Please?” You ask.

“Please move closer to the fire.”

You turn back around and refuse. Madmartigan sighs and shakes his head. It’s a good thing he thinks you’re cute. You think he has gone back to the fire but find yourself yelping as you’re lifted into his arms.

“Put me down!”

“Quiet, you’ll wake the baby,” he teases.

You wriggle in his arms, but he doesn’t loosen his hold on you. He sets you down near the tree where he had been and settles down with you. All the while keeping his arm around you to prevent you from moving.

“Let go of me,” you whisper yell.

“If you sleep over there out of pettiness, you’ll only be cold and miserable. You may not like me all that much, but I’m actually rather fond of you. I don’t want to have to deal with your misery in the morning,” he states, giving you stretched smile.

You glare at him.

“Fine, but know I’m not happy about this.”

“Noted.”

You sleep with your back to his chest, ignoring the fact that he’s not properly dressed. You almost hate how his arm feels draped over you.

Madmartigan smiles as he closes his eyes. You’ll warm up to him sooner or later.

In the morning Madmartigan wakes before you. You have turned yourself around so you’re facing his chest. He smiles as he looks down at you. You look more than comfortable sleeping there.

Willow wakes up shortly after. He sits up and sees the pair of you.

“What did you do?” He asks Madmartigan.

“What do you mean?” He asks.

“You’re the last person they would want to be near,” Willow states.

Madmartigan just smiles.

“Oh, I don’t know about that. They look pretty happy to me.”

Hearing voices, you begin to stir. You inhale as you focus on what’s in front of you. Then you freeze. You hear a chuckle. Looking up you find the bright eyes of Madmartigan looking down at you. He’s smiling.

Quickly, you scramble away from him and sit as far away as you could get.

Madmartigan laughs, and to make matters worse, Willow is too.

“Oh hush!”

“You looked so peaceful, didn’t want to wake you,” Madmartigan says.

“Well, you did.”

“Calm down, sweetheart. You were safe and warm all night. Much better than being cold and miserable over there.”

You glare at him again.

Willow chuckles and then sees to little Elora.

Madmartigan stands up and stretches. He smiles as he looks over to you.

“For whatever it’s worth, I’d keep you warm and safe again. You might even learn to like me at some point.”

You stare at him.

“I doubt that.”

Madmartigan just smiles. As he walks past you, he leans down and whispers.

“Shame. I rather like you.”

He then walks on leaving you sitting there flustered. Admitting you liked being his arms last night would be one thing but liking him at all would be the last thing you would ever do.

“Stupid Madmartigan and his stupid smile,” you mutter.

Yet, you look up and find him looking at you. He just smiles.

#madmartigan #madmartigan x reader #willow #willow 1988 #val kilmer x reader

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doingthingsthewriteway · 10 months

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upcoming works

I’ve got a part 2 for daisy x doc (very fluffy relationship stuff, might make you barf)

and I’m working on a Madmartigan fic.

I would love some ideas for Iceman so feel free to send in asks.

Also, if you also share in my affinity for val, feel free to reach out.

#val kilmer imagines #val kilmer imagine #val kilmer x reader #madmartigan #madmartigan imagines #madmartigan imagine #madmartigan x reader #doc holliday imagine #doc holliday x reader #doc holliday imagines

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draculasfavoritewife · 4 months

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I Still Want You

Summary: It's been awhile since the two of you last worked together, but some things will never change.

Pairing: Madmartigan x fem!Reader

Warnings: Brief references to injury and alcohol use, some sexist jokes and sensuality (look, I physically cannot stop writing about reader running their fingers through pretty men's hair, alright? It's an actual problem guys).

So my family finally made me sit down and watch the original Willow film this past summer, and I ended up pretty smitten with this man lol. What can I say, the fallen-from-grace type with a flexible moral code and piercing eyes just really does it for me I guess. 🤷🏽‍♀️ (Also young Val Kilmer in drag? Kinda hot.)

"I don't know why the hell I let you talk me into this load of bull," you groan, a hand covering your exasperated face. "Why, in the name of all that's holy, did I leave behind my honest living to follow you into this harebrained scheme?"

The man next to you throws you a wide and winning smile, blue eyes flashing in the dim light. "Cause you didn't want me to come back to you dead," he says with a knowing smugness. "You love me."

"Did I say that?"

"You didn't have to," he teases, leaning down to saucily kiss your forehead before readjusting the woman's dress that doesn't quite fully hide his very masculine form. "Now, how do I look?"

You roll your eyes and crawl to your feet in the cramped cellar where he had chosen to make his quick change. "He's going to see through you in a second."

Your companion frowns, dark brows sulky and full lips pouting like a petulant child. "Please. The old oaf's such a lusty pig he's going to see exactly what he wants to see and fall head over heels for me. Believe me, it's happened before." He hurriedly stuffs the bodice of the dress until he has quite the impressive bust, and it's suddenly all you can do not to laugh out loud at the sight of him.

"I'm not sure you can slander other men until you finally start thinking with what's above your own belt," you chide, helping him wrangle his long, sooty-black locks beneath a headscarf. As always, you're momentarily distracted by how soft his hair stays, even though you know he does the bare minimum to care for it.

"I do think pink is definitely your color though, Mads."

"Shut up," he growls half-seriously. "We all do what we have to. A man's gotta eat, you know."

You snort. "Right. Because that's the old Madmartigan I remember. Always strictly practical, and definitely not getting in over his head robbing a rich man when he could find some honest work."

"Where at? A brothel?"

You move to slap his chest, but never make contact. It feels wrong somehow, now that his enormous false bosom is in the way.

Madmartigan sees the discomfort on your face and snickers. "Not to worry, Sweets. Your beautiful wife will return to you in one piece, trust me."

He presses a fond kiss to your cheek and turns around to the cellar door, ready to make a move on his unsuspecting target.

And promptly lets out a muffled yelp as you slap his ass.

"What the hell, Sweets?! What was that for?"

You smirk and make yourself more comfortable atop a large bag of flour, to wait out the results of his loosely formed "plan". Chances are he might have to call for backup if things get sticky.

"We women have to put up with that all the time from you 'lusty pigs'. Thought you should get used to it sooner rather than later."

"Insolent fox," he mutters, and hastily leaves, as if afraid you'll smack him again.

You might have, too.

Man's got a fine ass.

"Hold still, idiot," you scold as he flinches away from the wet cloth in your hand for the seventh time. "Do you want my help with that bloody lip or not?"

"I don't know why you're so angry," he grouses. "You're not the one that got their clothes torn off and beaten up for not actually being a woman."

"Oh, stop whining. You got out of there with the gold you came for and the other guy is worse off than you. And it's my dress that got sacrificed, so I think I've every right to complain." You gesture to the shredded pink material hanging around his waist, now the only thing preserving your disheveled warrior's dignity.

He at least has the grace to look momentarily contrite. "Right. I'll get you a new one."

You're slightly concerned by the fact that he doesn't explicitly use the word "buy", but decide to let it go for now. Many of the gifts he's given you throughout the course of your years-long friendship have shady origins, but it is the thought that counts.

And honestly, you're just glad he's not hanging up in a crow cage left for dead somewhere again.

His sharp eyes soften as he finally lets you finish tending to him. "Why did you really come along with me?" he asks bluntly. "I have nothing with which to bribe you, and you have built yourself a life here. When you made the decision to quit while we were ahead and go straight, I didn't understand, but I think I understand you even less now."

Not wanting to meet that deeply piercing ice-blue gaze, you study his lips instead, transfixed as ever by their perfect, sweeping curves. He can dress in animal skins like a barbarian and be constantly covered in ash and dirt, but the refined features of the noble knight he once was are never hidden completely, try as he might.

"I asked you a question, Sweets."

"Maybe I missed you, you boor." Unsettled, you smack him with the damp cloth and abruptly turn away to stoke the fire.

"Why?" You can't tell if he's genuinely lost or fishing for a particular answer from you. "You have a little bit of land, you're a respected herbalist, and I'm sure you've had more than a few offers of courtship since I saw you last."

Is that jealousy simmering behind his careless words?

You smirk over your shoulder. "Please. Herbalist is just two degrees south of witch around here. Men fear me."

He rises to his feet and comes up behind you, his large hands settling on your upper arms and rubbing gentle lines from your shoulders down to your elbows and back again. "I've missed being ripped to shreds by that razor-sharp tongue."

"Have you." You sigh softly as you lean back against his broad chest; without the barrier of one of his leather-and-fur shirts, all you can smell is him, a warm, welcome scent you hadn't forgotten in all the time since you last parted ways. Your bodies melt into each other with old familiarity, prompting a rush of memories of huddling together for warmth during long winters on the run, posing as husband and wife for hustling heists, his arm wrapped tightly around you on horseback.

All the little things that made you fall in love with him in the first place. The intimately shared moments that had made it so hard to leave him. But you had felt like you needed to protect your heart somehow.

After all, at the time he had seemed far more content to remain unbound to anyone, even you.

"I have another question," he murmurs, his lips now only a hair's breadth from the stretch of exposed skin at your collarbone.

"And that would be...?" You stifle a shiver, his hot breath skimming your neck and sending prickles of anticipation dancing across your body in all directions.

His cheek rests against yours. "That time I tried to kiss you, do you remember that night?"

Your hands tense, unconsciously grasping fistfuls of the torn dress fabric still hanging from his belt; there's a minuscule hitch to his breath at the sudden feeling of your hands at his hips.

"Yes."

"Why did you run away from me?"

The raw uncertainty running beneath that simple question makes you turn to face him again, acutely aware of the feeling of him against you, the hard muscles of his chest pressing into the softness of yours, his hands sliding down to linger in the curve of your back. There is no judgment in his handsome face, only a twinge of long-hidden hurt and real curiosity.

You reach up, tangling your fingers in his thick dark hair, loving the way the glossy strands slide across your skin. It's gotten so long, and your hands itch to weave it into slender braids like you used to.

"I'm pretty sure you were drunk, Mads. And I...I just wasn't fully ready," you admit.

"I still want you," he tells you softly. "I never stopped wanting you, even when you left."

You smile as he bends to rest his forehead against yours. "And I would still kill for you."

"Gods, you know it drives me crazy when you talk like that." He leans in even further, eyes dancing in the glow from the firelight. "How do you feel tonight?"

Your hands trail down again to cradle his face. "I think I'm ready now. I've missed you."

So you kiss him.

You're not surprised he's such a good kisser, but maybe more than a little startled that there's a real gentleness in him, a smooth temperance to his wildly passionate expression of love. And as the sweet reality of having him alive and solid and in your arms once again after so long finally sets in, you realize what you truly want with crystal clarity.

"Take this ridiculous thing off," you breathe as your lips finally part and you tug at his tattered skirt.

"You sure?" It takes him a second to figure out what you're really asking. "Cause I don't have anything else --"

You laugh and silence him with another kiss, guiding his hands to the laces of your corset and watching his expression change from one of surprise to warmth and hunger as he swiftly helps you undress.

#x reader #female reader #willow 1988 #madmartigan x reader #madmartigan #romance #sweet #humor #my fanfiction #willow fanfic #this was in my drafts #scoundrel #idk I think he's hot #sortafluffy #friends to lovers #there needs to be more fic about him <3

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lilredniki · 8 months

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From your dreams

Prompt: Where do I know you from? From your dreams

Character: Madmartigan

Y/n sat with Willow holding the little baby trying to feed her.

Madmartigan sat across from them watching Y/n interact with Elora Danon.

“Are you sure we can trust this woman?”

“Elora trusts her so I do too.”

“Come on Willow. She’s Sorsha’s sister.”

Y/n sighed and stood up. “I’m her half sister Madmartigan. We share a father, not a mother.”

“You don’t have to leave the fire.”

Y/n handed Elora back to Willow and smiled. “It’s okay Willow. I can tell when I’m not wanted.”

Elora was asleep as Y/n walked to a near by tree and climbed up into it’s branches.

“Rest Willow. I won’t let anything hurt any of you.”

Elora started to fuss so rather than let her wake the men, Y/n got down and started to sing to her.

Madmartigan heard the soft melody and bolted up right.

He had heard that song in his dreams for years.

“Where do I know you from?” He whispered as he starred at her.

“From your dreams.” She said letting her enchantment fall.

“Hello darling.” She said looking into his eyes.

“Princess?!”

He ran to her and carefully pulled her to him with Elora.

Willow smiled. “Now you know why I trusted her.”

Madmartigan kissed her. “I’m so sorry love.”

“It’s okay Mads.”

“I love you.”

“I love you too.”

#Willow #madmartigan #x reader

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nineinchnailpolish · 1 year

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Madmartigan x GN Reader

Warnings: kissing, brief sexual conversation

Pairing: Madmartigan x Gn reader

Word Count: 1044

A/N: I barely see any Madmartigan fanfiction, so obviously I had to make some myself!

You didn’t expect yourself to be helping a nelwyn and another dikinis save a princess baby, but here you are. Willow and Madmartigan. You’ve grown quite fond of them, especially Madmartigan. But you’d never admit that.

Going on this adventure has had some risks, like right now. You three and Raziel are trapped in a cage, trying to get out to save Elora.

As Willow tries to transform Raziel in her human form, Rool and Franjean come to the rescue. “Hello everybody, we have arrived!” They said, applauding themselves.

“Oh thank the gods you two found us!” you exclaimed. They both smiled at you and started picking the lock.

“Ugh, let me do that,” Madmartigan said, trying to take over and break us free.

Rool wasn’t too happy, “Don’t touch that! Leave it alone, you stupid, fat, dikinis!” he hit Madmartigan with his bag of dusk, and smiled.

“Ow!” Madmartigan yelled, holding his nose.

“Ha! dust of broken heart,” The two brownies both started laughing hysterically.

“You okay, Madmartigan?” you asked worriedly.

His tone suddenly changed and he smiled brightly at you, “Yeah…I’m great even!” You giggled at his response.

The cage was then unlocked and you all got out to find Elora.

You guys creeped outside of Sorsha’s tent and peaked inside. “Look there she is!” Willow said, trying to walk inside.

Madmartigan put his hand on Willow to stop him “Hey man, only two of us should go in there. Y/n and I are experienced with this stuff, we know what we are doing,” He smiled. It was odd to see him express such happiness after being grumpy and cocky this whole time.

You two walked inside and just as Madmartigan was about to grab Elora, he looked at you extremely differently, with so much love in his eyes. He rushed over to you as you stood tense.

“Oh y/n…” he said, putting his hands on his chest.

“What’s going on?” You were confused, but the two brownies were laughing and yelling something about a broken heart.

“You are my sun! My moon! My starlit sky. Without you I dwell in darkness. I love you! Your power has exchanted me, I stand helpless against it.” He walked closer to you and you felt your face rushing red.

Willow and the two brownies facepalm and Willow walked into the tent to grab the baby.

“Madmartigan what has got into you?” He stood just a few inches away from you, his face above yours, while you looked up at him.

“What has got into me?” He laughed. “Love! That’s what! I love you!” He exclaimed again.

“wh-what? St…stop saying that!” You tried to hide the happiness you felt from his words.

“It’s true, Come to me now! Tonight, let me worship you in my arms. I love you!” He grabbed your waist and pulled you in. Your bodies were practically touching. His face moved down to yours. Your lips were so close from touching.

Just as he was about to kiss you, Sorsha came in. “What are you doing here? Where’s the baby?” She yelled and other guards came in.

He quickly pulled you, so your bodies were touching and kissed your tender lips. Then, he pushed you away from him and grabbed a sword. “Run away my love! For I shall see you after this battle.

You ran out of the tent and Madmartigan started fighting the guards. You touched your lips, still tasting him.

You made it to a town nearby and saw Willow running to you. Then, you saw a giant snowball tumbling down the hill. It was Madmartigan. He slammed into the wall and the ice fell off of him. You helped him up and he started brushing himself off.

“What the hell was that?!” Willow yelled, walking over to Madmartigan.

“What was what?” He asked. Now you are confused. Was he making that stuff up?

“Your stupid poetry to y/n almost got us killed! “I Love you” “You’re my moon, my starlit sky” What was that stupidity!” Willow kicked the snow at Madmartigan.

“I…said that? To you?” He asked and you nodded, feeling sad.

*Time Skip*

You guys were now riding to the castle, you were on the back of Madmartigan’s horse.

“Hey y/n…did I? Did I really say those things last night?” He asked you.

“Yes you did and I thought you were being serious. I was stupid to believe that…” You sighed.

“Well uh, what if it was true?” He stopped the horse and turned around to look at you. You stared at him confused. “Maybe I do fancy you” He smirked.

“Maybe I fancy you too,” You winked. He scooted you closer to him, putting one hand on your lower back, and the other on your face. “Well, go on, do it” You laughed, placing your hand on his face and in his hair. He pulled you into him, kissing you again with the same passion.

“Will you two stop being all kissy and lovey! We need to go now” Willow yelled, glaring at you two.

“Sorry Willow!” You apologized, but were still smiling. “Yeah, sorry Willow!” Madmartigan said too.

Madmartigan kissed you once more, smirking. “After all this craziness, we are going to continue this thing between us” He put his lips to your ear and said “I’m going to make sure you won’t be able to walk my dear,” He winked and turned around, riding the horse again.

You slapped his back, but then put your hands around his waist and your head on his back.

“Mmhm, can’t get enough of my touch can ya?” He chuckled.

“Oh shush! I’ll kick you off this horse if I have too” you said rolling your eyes.

“Well if you were the one to kick me, I wouldn’t complain. After all, you are my sun! My moon, my starlit sk--“ You put a finger over his lips and he chucked.

“Let’s just help this baby and I’ll ‘talk’ with you later tonight,” you smiled.

You all rode to the castle, defeated the queen, and just as you hoped, saved the baby. Even later that day, you shared a special night with Madmartigan and he wasn’t kidding. You couldn’t walk normally for a week.

#willow #madmartigan #movies #fanfics #fluff fanfic #x reader #bad writing #gender neutral y/n #underrated #fanfic writer #oneshot #romance #willow ufgood #val kilmer #celebrity crush #sorsha #elora danan

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topgun-imagines · 1 year

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Bratty

Requested: yes

Summary: You learn what happens after you act like a brat at a New Year’s Eve party. 18+

Word count: 2.6k

Warnings: Smut. Penetrative sex. Fingering. Oral (f!receiving) cum play? Drinking. Foul language.

Note: This my first time writing smut. If anyone has any suggestions or tips feel free to send them in. Thank you to @alitheia-foxes for proof reading this. (Also, Madmartigan cause why not)

Pairings: Tom ‘Iceman’ Kazansky x fem!reader

Soft music floated through the car as you and Tom drove. His hand was resting on your thigh as his thumb stroked patterns into your skin. The pair of you were headed to a New Year’s Eve party. One of the fancy ones that the Navy put on every year. While getting ready, Tom had expressed to you many times how he expected you to be on your very best behavior. You had a history of disobeying his rules at events like this. He was hoping that this night would be different.

In less than ten minutes, you were pulling up to the hall that had been rented out. Tom jumped out of the car first, moving around to your side to open your door. You accepted the hand he offered you gratefully. Grabbing the edge of your dress, you were careful to not let it get dirty as you stepped from the car. Your husband looped his arm through yours while you walked into the hall. A small smirk rose on your face at the sight of all the people. This should be interesting.

Tom lead you around the room, introducing you to various people whom he had worked with over the years. While you knew a few of your husband's colleagues, there was a vast majority that you had either never met, or you honestly didn’t care enough to know. While Tom was talking your eyes drifted around the room in boredom. He must have noticed the blank, disinterested look on your face because he removed the pair of you from the group and led you to a corner. His lips found the shell of your ear as he whispered in a low, harsh voice. “Be good and I promise you’ll enjoy what happens when we get home,” His words sent shivers down your spine.

A small smirk graced your lips. You feigned innocence as your eyes drifted up to meet his. There was a harmless smile on your face that seemed to fool your husband. In your heels, you were able to press your lips to his cheek softly. “Of course, Tommy.” You could feel him stiffen beside you. You were the only person allowed to call him that and normally, it was reserved for very specific scenarios. Ones that usually took place in the bedroom.

His eyes closed as he cleared his throat. When his eyes reopened, any trace of your malicious intent was wiped off your face. You offered him an easy smile when he looked down at you. You could practically feel his urge to roll his eyes. Honestly, you found it impressive that he resisted. “Can we go get a drink?” He nodded at you silently. His hand settled on your ass while he lead you to the makeshift bar.

About an hour later you were seated at a table with your husband and a few of his colleagues. Slider and his wife had decided to show up a few minutes ago, plopping themselves down beside you. You were sipping on your second champagne of the night while Tom was still nursing his scotch. The only reason that you were seated was that one of the Rear Admirals had decided to do a speech thanking everyone for coming. You couldn’t have been more bored.

You could see how invested Tom was in this man’s speech. He was most likely aiming for a promotion and wanted to impress. A wicked thought crossed your mind. Doing your best to contain your plan, you set your champagne flute on the table and moved your hand to his thigh. He paid you no mind, instead keeping his attention on the speaker. It became a different story when your hand began to drift higher up his leg. When your hand finally rested on your husband's bulge. Not able to help yourself anymore, you squeezed softly. You snickered quietly when he choked around his sip of scotch. Slider turned to check on his friend but Tom waved him off before he could. You were lucky that the tablecloth hid what you were doing.

Your thumb continued to brush over the fabric of his suit while you pretended to listen to the man’s speech. His hand disappeared below the tablecloth. Seconds later you felt his fingers wrap around yours and partially rip your hand off of him. He leaned over to you until his lips were level with your ear. His voice was low and measured, so as not to draw any attention to the pair of you. “Behave,” You only nodded softly in response. Your husband knew that nothing was going to change. He pinched your thigh softly. “I’m serious. Stop acting like a brat.” You could tell how serious he was and while you still planned on messing with him later, for now, it couldn’t hurt to fool him a little. You smiled innocently before pressing a quick kiss to his cheek. He returned his attention to the speaker once more.

Minutes after the incident at the table, you excused yourself to use the bathroom. You quickly began what would be phase two of your sneaky plan. When you were finished in the bathroom you headed back out to the hall. By the time you returned there were only 30 minutes left in the party. You slid up beside your husband, feigning innocence as you settled into his side. In the middle of his conversation with the Rear Admiral that you had seen on stage earlier his hand landed on your ass for the second time tonight. The difference now is that something was missing. You fought your smile as you felt him stiffen next to you.

In the most professional way he could muster, Tom excused himself from the conversation before focusing his attention on you. The other man disappeared from your line of vision. Tom’s words were sharp and curt. You had clearly struck a nerve. “Where are they?” His voice was rough. Exactly the reaction you were looking for. With a barely noticeable smile, you pressed your bunched-up panties into his jacket pocket. He sucked in a sharp breath.

Tom gripped your hand tightly before pulling you toward the doors. He offered some people some half-assed excuse about why you were leaving early but other than that he was silent. He opened your door for you and raced to the other side of the car before he peeled out of the parking lot. The ride home was silent. For the most part, you considered whether or not you had made the right choice.

When you pulled into the driveway of your home, your husband was out of the car faster than you would have thought possible. Your door was yanked open moments later. He lead you inside wordlessly. The second you passed through the entry, Tom had you pinned against the wall, lips marking up the side of your neck. “Bedroom. Now,” He murmured into your skin. You heard him all the same, knowing that now your best option was to listen to what he said. He entered the bedroom moments later, eyes trained on you expectantly. “Take it off.” He motioned to your dress. With shaking hands, you removed the soft dress.

You could hear your husband hum approvingly. You were now standing in front of him in nothing but the lacy bralette you had worn tonight. He took slow, calculating steps toward you while your eyes drifted over him. Since you had arrived home, Tom had undone his tie and the first few buttons of his dress shirt. He walked up to you, slipping the tie from around his neck. His hand grasped your wrist gently, but you knew better. “Since you couldn’t keep your hands to yourself,” He murmured. You watched as the tie wove around your wrists intricately. “Now you don’t get to touch at all.” You wanted to groan loudly, but figured it was better if you stayed quiet.

Once your wrists were secure Tom began to rub his hands over your arms gently. Slowly, his hands found their way to the clasp of your bra. He undid it swiftly. You instinctively wanted to bring your hands up to cover yourself but your husband stopped you before you could. He grasped one of your breasts in his hand. You shivered slightly at the light chill of his fingers mixed with the sharp feeling of his ring. A breathly moan passed your lips as he tweaked your nipple. The chill of his fingers caused it to harden instantly.

You gasped quietly as his head ducked down to lap at the other. All the while, his free hand slipped between your legs to stroke at your dripping folds. Tom began walking you backward until your knees hit the edge of the bed. You fell back onto it and let out a soft squeak. With a nod of his head, Tom encouraged you to shuffle further up the bed. Your head fell back onto the pillows. Ice began to strip off the rest of his clothes, leaving him standing before you in nothing but a pair of black boxers.

He settled himself on the edge of the bad. He grabbed one of your legs by the calf, pressing soft kisses along it as he made his way to your center. When he reached your thigh he nibbled on it softly, soothing the bites with gentle kisses and laps of his tongue afterward. Before you could even comprehend what was happening, both your legs were thrown over his shoulders as he lapped at your folds. You moaned loudly as you tossed your head back. It felt heavenly as his lips sealed around your clit, drawing moan after moan and cry after cry from you. ‘Tom!” You cried softly. You wanted nothing more than to reach down and tug on his hair but unfortunately, that wasn't possible in your current state.

He continued on, licking at your cunt as if his life depended on it. His tongue began to slide in and out of you, causing you to cry out loudly. You could feel his hands tighten on your hips as you began to raise them, seeking more friction. ‘’M gonna come,” You murmured, head lolling to the side. Your thighs began shaking as you felt the coil in your stomach tighten. He began sucking harder, lips sealing around your clit as one of his hands left your hips. The coil threatened to nap as Ice slipped one of his fingers into your tight heat. “Fuck!” You cried out weakly. Just as you were about to tip over the edge, both his mouth and fingers retracted from you suddenly. You groaned loudly, feeling your cunt clench around nothing.

“You thought you’d get away without a punishment, baby?” He cooed softly, climbing up your body. When his eyes met yours, he ground his sizeable bulge down into you. You whined softly. Miraculously, he was able to remove his boxers with one hand, tossing them to the other side of the room. Your eyes landed on his cock hanging heavy between his legs. He brought a hand down to stroke himself, pulling a low groan from him. Your mouth practically watered at the sight. The tip was an angry red, and slick with pre-come. A soft moan left your lips at the sight of another bead leaking from his slit.

With one arm and an impressive amount of strength, he pinned your arms above your head. With his other hand he lined his cock up with your entrance. With a small smirk he teased the tip of his cock through your folds a few times, tapping it against your clit lightly. You both groaned loudly when he pushed the first few inches in. Needless to say, your husband was one well endowed man.

The second he was balls-deep, he set a ruthless pace, knocking the air out of you with every thrust. “Couldn’t behave, could you?” He grunted out, bringing his hand to your clit. He began circling it in time with his thrusts. Your choked out whine was the only response that he got. He pulled out until only the tip was inside you before slamming back in. Ice’s lips landed on your chest, littering soft bites across your otherwise pristine skin. “Just needed one night of you behaving, but no. You just couldn’t help but be a little whore could you?” His words were sharp and straight to the point. He punctuated the unsavory name with a harsh thrust. The squelching sound of Tom rocking his hips into your brought another wave of wetness through you.

The only noises that could be heard in the room were the sounds of your slick and soft moans and groans from both you and Ice. His lips trailed up the side of your neck until they slotted with yours. The kiss was rough and messy, all teeth and tongue. He nipped on your bottom lip before soothing it with his tongue. “Can I please come?” You whimpered out, coil forming once again. Your husband grinned down at you, fingers seizing their movement on your sensitive clit. His thrusts slowed until he was just sitting inside you, letting you keep his cock warm.

He stared down at you mockingly. “I don’t know, can you?” You let out a high pitched whine. You began wiggling on the bed, searching for any type of friction to get you off. C’mon baby. Use your words.” You stared into his eyes, watching as they softened slightly. Even underneath this tough, dominant exterior he was still your sweet caring husband that you knew and loved.

“Please,” you pleaded softly. “Please, Tommy. Please let me come.” Ice could hear how desperate you were, which is why he took pity on you. His thrusts picked back up, the tip of his cock hitting your sweet spot with each one. You sighed blissfully when his long fingers returned to your clit. He tweaked the swollen bud between his fingers. In a matter of minutes your high was rebuilding. Soft moans escaped your lips as your husband brought you to your climax. When you finally reached it a loud moan fell from your lips. You shuddered in Ice’s arms as he coaxed you through it.

A whimper escaped you when you felt Tom pump his load into you. His thrusts slowed to a stop but his finger remained on your puffy clit, tracing soft circles. When he slipped out of you, you could see his eyes drift down to your weeping hole. He watched as his come slowly began to leak out of you. Not able to help himself, he brought a finger up to push it back into you. You whined, shifting your hips away from him when the overstimulation became too much. His thumb retracted from your clit. “Let’s get you cleaned up baby.” He murmured, lips pressing to your temple softly.

He got off the bed before heading into the ensuite. Moments later he returned with a damp washcloth in hand. Tom approached you, moving your leg before softly wiping down the inside of your thighs. You sighed softly at his gentleness. The cloth was tossed away. Ice climbed onto the bed and pulled the covers over the both of you. He pulled you to his chest and began tracing patterns into your back. “I love you, baby.” He spoke quietly.

You let out a sleepy yawn, curling into his chest. Your fingers played lightly with the dark tuft of hair that sat on his chest. “I love you too, Tom.” Your eyes fluttered shut, sleep overcoming you as you snuggled with your husband. The last thing you felt before you drifted off was the feeling of his soft lips pleasing a chaste kiss on your forehead.

a/n: Thank you for reading! Requests for holiday fics and moodboards are open.

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iguana-eyanna · 1 year

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A Treasure I Can't Afford To Lose

Pairing: Thraxus Boorman x reader

Summary: As you're badly injured, Boorman takes it upon himself to nurse you back to help, and soon realizes that you're more than just a friend.

Boorman was on his horse, searching the terrain to see if there was any trouble coming towards them. Even if he was annoyed by everyone on this expedition, he really wanted them safe (he'll never admit to it though).

He kept his mind sharp till he hears another horse galloping to catch up with. It was Graydon, who had a lovestruck look on his face.

Boorman hated the look.

"If you're going to ask me for any relationship advice, throw yourself in a ditch."

"Ouch, did you sleep on the wrong side of the ground?" Graydon asks.

Boorman rolls his eyes. Graydon was knowledgeable in many things, such as receiving a full education, but he always looked lost in a way. Maybe because he lost his older brother at a young age and still needed that guidance, so Boorman tolerated the young prince when he was eager with questions.

"Prince Graydon, Willow is requesting for your presence." a soft voice says out loud.

Graydon brightens up and heads back while the one who called him joins Boorman's side.

"Thought you needed rescuing." You said, smiling softly at the rugged man.

He returns the same courteous smile as he slowed down his horse as you rode the same pace.

"I will repay the kindness one day." he joked, making you slightly blush.

You were Kit's lady in waiting. You have never left your small kingdom, so when Kit wished to find her brother, you asked the queen to join her on her expedition. Queen Sorsha almost denied your request, but she knew you'll stay by her daughter's side.

She gave you a special task, to make sure that Kit was not distracted by any stories that the prisoner will tell her. She said that the young man, Thraxus Boorman, was a squire for Madmartigan. If Kit were to learn the truth of what happened to her father, she would be devastated.

You stayed true to your task, making sure that Kit wasn't close to the mysterious man that had these eyes you could get lost in.

Then on, you "befriended" the outcast. He became quite the chatter during your expedition, and made you laugh till you couldn't breathe on those nights by the fire. You two would slightly flirt with one another, as you fell harder for his charm.

When dawn fell, everyone decided to camp for the night. You volunteered to stay up and be on the lookout. You sat by the fire, trying to warm yourself up. You heard footsteps and turn around quickly, holding a dagger that you owned.

"You're holding it wrong." Boorman said, as he was holding more wood to feed the fire.

You exhaled and lower your guard as Boorman dropped the wood. He looks down at your hand that still held the dagger.

"What a peculiar weapon..." He says, holding onto your wrist as he examined its features.

"It was my grandmother's, said it was made by the faes." you said, looking up at Boorman. He turns you around as your back is on his broad chest and picked your arm out.

"Turn your arm in this direction, that way you're able to pull back quickly." He whispers in your ear, guiding your stance.

"I know how to defend myself." you said. Oftentimes, you'll be watching Jade and Kit spar by the mountains, making sure that both of them don't fall off.

"Then show me." Boorman said, backing away.

You turn in his direction, smirking.

"I admire your confidence, but don't you think your imprisonment made you rusty?"

"Oh, you just put a knife through my heart!" He said sarcastically, pretending to stab himself. Both of you laugh as he leaned back in a tree.

"But I'm serious, I don't want you getting hurt." He said, his voice now sincere.

"I can handle myself, Thraxus Boorman. But maybe you should-"

You throw your dagger in his direction, as it only cut a lock of hair by his ear.

"...look out." You said, going back to your post, leaving him speechless as he reached out for his hair that he desperately been trying to maintain.

He tries shaking off his unsettled nerves as he sits next to you, amazed.

"How has a girl like you never been outside of the kingdom's walls till now?" He asks.

You give a dry chuckle, shrugging.

"I couldn't imagine my life outside of the only place I've known. Thought I'd be by Kit's side, and be an ear to listen when she's butting heads with her majesty and brother."

"The queen's alright. Can't blame her for ruling a kingdom and raising two kids alone." Boorman said, feeling slight guilt.

You look at his far out gaze in the fire, thinking of the past.

"You've probably seen the whole world, bet you even found beautiful people." You said, hoping to raise his spirits.

He looks at you, feeling some indescribable feeling.

"I traveled hundreds of miles and met interesting individuals, but they weren't as astonishing as you."

You were silent, slightly taken back at his words. Boorman closes the gap between you two, lips now inches away from each other.

Suddenly, you heard a low growl coming from the darkness.

You and Boorman get up from your positions, he picked up his cleaver while you unsheathed your dagger.

Suddenly, the fire went out and everything was consumed in darkness.

"Guys! Time to wake up unless you want to be killed in your sleep!" Boorman yelled out as both of you had your backs to each other.

You and Boorman circle around, trying to use your other senses.

When you suddenly heard flapping coming towards you, you duck quickly as Boorman strikes first.

The dag shrieks in pain and backs away quickly, trying to regain its strength.

"Everyone to the horses, now!" Willow said as everyone tried to fight off either the lich or the scourge.

Boorman grabbed your hand as you raced to his horse, but the doom got in your way.

Boorman fiercely fights him as he gets off his horse. The doom used one of his whips to take control of Boorman's cleaver as it flies feet away.

"Go! I'll distract it." You ordered Boorman. He doesn't want to leave you, but he needed to get to one of the horse so you'll both leave.

Once it was your turn, you fought valiantly against your foe. You were quick enough to escape its strikes and used your dagger to cut behind his knees and arms. But suddenly, he caught onto what you were doing and strike you again.

As if on cue, you heard galloping your way and see Boorman racing to you. You reached out your arm as he pulled you up in one swoop as you two rode off.

You held onto Boorman tightly, then suddenly look down as you felt pain in the side of your stomach.

"You weren't hurt, were you?" Boorman asks as you are still racing away from the campsite, unable to see you in the dark night.

"I'm- I'm fine. Let's catch up with the others." You said, holding onto Boorman like he'll be the last person you'll ever be with.

When early morning arose, you saw your friends near a cave as they sat down, breathless from last night's fight.

Boorman stops the horse and gets down first. he was glad that you two made it out alive. He looks up to you smiling as he offered a hand. Then, his face fell as he could see the large blood stain on the side of your dress.

You can't recall if he called your name, but you started swaying and fell off the horse. You look up and see that Boorman caught you, trying to tell you to open your eyes as they slowly began to close.

He hurriedly takes you within the cave as everyone asks what happens. Boorman could only stand, shocked that he didn't see you hurt. He should have been the one to take the hit, but he knew that you had to fight the doom in order for both of you to escape.

Willow inspects your wound thoroughly, as everyone gathered close by.

"Is the wound like what I had?" Graydon asks.

"No, there's no parasite, which is good, but it's close to her liver. I'm afraid-"

"Don't say that. She'll make it. Out of all of us, she can get through this." Kit said. You were like an older sister to her, so she was protective of you.

"We'll have to split into two groups to find specific ingredients to help her survive, that way we can save her more quickly. But someone needs to stay and take care of her." Willow says.

"Let me, I use to help those back home when they were sick," Elora says, looking back at the group.

"It's too much of a risk if you stay out here alone." Graydon said, as the Gales were still trying to hunt her down.

"I'll do it." Boorman said out loud, taking a step forward.

Everyone looks back at him as he has been quiet since he took you in.

"Boorman now isn't the time for jokes," Kit said,

Boorman was upset that he couldn't save you in time, and no one took him seriously to do this for you. He looked more menacing, almost as if he was towering Kit.

"I'm the reason why she's like this. I'm not leaving her side." He said.

Jade steps forward to break them apart so they wouldn't kill each other.

"This isn't like nursing a plant back to health. She's seriously ill, she could-" Jade had to stop her sentence, already knowing the many knights that came back with the same wound and not making it when the sun rises.

"I meant what I said, I'll stay with her."

There was an uncomfortable pause, but they all decided for him to say as time was of the essence. The group separated in two and traveled out to find the cure you need.

Boorman was left alone and began to prep, knowing how to treat wounds and help you during the day as he often treated himself when he was badly injured.

After a few hours, you began to wake up in a bead of sweat and your mouth dry. You were tucked under a blanket as you felt the warmth it gave. You drew in a sharp breath, catching Boorman's attention.

"You're awake." He said in relief as he knelt down. He helped you bend your head forward as he carefully cradled your head to drink.

"Ho-How long have I've been out?" You ask.

"Almost the whole day." Boorman said, dabbing a cloth on your temple.

You slightly hissed as you moved, feeling your bandaged abdomen.

"Try not getting up, it'll only open your stitches." He said attentively.

"You bandaged me up?" You ask.

"Willow did what he could. When I saw you bleeding more, I stitched you up again and replaced your bandages." Boorman replied, looking down at his hands that still painted by your blood.

"Why didn't you tell me you were hurt?" Boorman asks, hearing the pain in his voice.

"I would blame it on shock or adrenaline, but I didn't want my last moments for you to worry about someone like me."

"How can you say that? Can't you see that you're important? Everyone was worried out of their mind and are out there finding some concoction to help you heal faster. Me? I was wondering if you would die on me with each passing minute. Don't you know I'd switch our positions if I had the chance?" He asks out loud, as his voice boomed within the cave.

He plops down next to you, cursing under his breath.

You could only look at him, feeling your heart break a little.

"I didn't mean to frighten you."

Boorman could only look away, not wanting to show his tear stained cheeks.

"You're a treasure I can't afford to lose." he says lastly.

When night fell, you were having a hard time to sleep as you constantly shivered. It was to the point where your teeth were chattering.

Boorman, who was guarding the entrance, turned around as he heard you. He quickly runs toward the fire and fed it, but it didn't make a difference.

"I'll be fine..." you whispered as you tried to snuggle in your blanket.

"No you won't, trust me." Boorman said, unbuckling his leather chest plate. Soon, he became shirtless as his toned body was illuminated by the fire. He lies down and presses his body next to you inside the blanket.

"The body heat should regulate your temperature." he says.

You could only nod your head weakly. You still shiver a bit, so Boorman holds you in his arms and you immediately stop.

"Thank you." you whispered, as you feel the warmth flood back in your cheeks.

"I told you I'd repay the kindness." He says, grinning.

You couldn't help but chuckle, but you started to cough. Boorman's eyes were filled with concern. Soon, your breathing started to sound more even.

You then lock eyes with the tall man, feeling a sort of guilt.

"Boorman, there's something I've been hiding from you." You said.

"What, that you're Sorsha's spy?" He asks casually.

"How did you know?" You ask in alert.

"You keep a distance from me and Kit whenever she's curious about Madmartigan. Or, you just really like me and my muscles" he says.

"I'm sorry for keeping it from you. Kit was destroyed when her father didn't come back. I just felt that if she knew what happened to him, she wouldn't have a clear mind of why she's on this mission. But there is some truth in the other option..."

"You like my muscles?" He asks.

"No you idiot, I like you!" You acclaimed.

Both your eyes widen as you just admitted your feelings for him.

"Did I just-"

"Yeah." Boorman interrupted.

There was some awkward silence, but Boorman still haven't left your side.

Your eyes fluttered as you tried to stay awake.

"Would it be okay if I could go to sleep?" You ask.

"Of course. Just promise me that you won't leave me." He said in a low tone.

"Why?" You ask, already knowing what he'd say but you needed to hear his words.

Boorman inches closer to your face as his eyes were serious.

"Because I can't stand a life where you're not in it."

With all of your strength, you lean closer to Boorman and kiss his lips.

The kiss was passionate, like fire and ice crashing against each other. Boorman's hands hold you firmly, as he shut his eyes shut, fearing that this will be a dream if he'd open them.

You drew in a breath, staring back at him.

He travels his hands to find yours and brings it to his lips, kissing the back of your hand. He felt tired as he closed his eyes, but made sure to tell you the truth of how he felt.

"Let me be the one to love you forever."

You smile at him, kissing his closed eyelids and snuggled closer to him.

"I promise to be here by your side."

Morning arose, and you fluttered your eyes. You still felt awful, as there was pain in your side.

But you were still alive.

You look to Boorman who was still snoring loudly, but his hands never left your waist.

"Boorman..." you whispered.

He scrunches his nose, slightly annoyed that his beauty sleep was interrupted. You decided to kiss his lips as he couldn't help but smile.

"Morning." You whispered again.

"G'mrng..." He grumbled.

It took a second, but Boorman's eyes opened up wildly.

"You're here." He says, almost in disbelief.

"I promised you that I'd stay. I'm sorry for scaring y-"

Boorman crashed his lips to yours once again, as you two melt within each other like wax.

He lets go and frames his big hands around your face.

"Never do that to me again." He said.

You nod your head, holding in a chuckle. Your two lips reunited, never wanting to be parted again

"Apparently, we missed something."

You and Boorman swing your heads to see your friends staring at you with different expressions. Boorman staggers upward, looking quite flustered as all you could do was laugh. Kit ran towards you and hugged you tightly, earning a groan as you were still injured.

"Sorry." Kit said, but she hugged you again softly as you were both crying.

After Willow collected all the ingredients and healed you, you were soon back on your feet. Boorman was still at your side as you recovered and all of you started packing up to travel to the shattered sea.

"Be careful Boorman. If you break her heart, I'll break your face and more." Kit warned, still not happy about the idea that you two were an item. Jade gave a warning glance at his direction too as you both rode on one horse.

"You should watch your back 'cause soon your lady won't be in waiting!"

Kit almost drew her sword if you didn't give her a look to stop. She rolled her eyes and rode along with Jade as you two stayed back.

"We have just begun our courting and you're already thinking of marriage?" You ask, looking back at him.

"When Thraxus Boorman makes a promise, he'd never break it. Especially when he's talking about a woman who has his whole heart."

You smile as you two kiss, later leaning on his chest. You feel Boorman's heart pounding, as you knew his love for you was true.

#thraxus boorman x reader #thraxus boorman #willow disney+#willow series #willow #Amar Chadha-Patel #amar chadha patel

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threeminutesoflife · 4 years

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Thank you for the tag @ne-gans - please check her stuff out- whew!❣️🔥

rules: tag nine people you want to get to know better

ships: honestly, I default to “x reader” now😂had to think abt this, so I opted for matches I liked when I was little:

Sarah x Kyle (Terminator)

Anne x Gilbert (Anne of Green Gables)

Elizabeth x Darcy (Pride and Prejudice)

Hades x Persephone (Greek mythology)

Cassie x Dean (SPN)

Emmy x Jonathon (Mannequin)

Sorsha x Madmartigan (Willow)

Star x David (Lost Boys)

Mina x Dracula (Bram Stoker’s Dracula)

Louise x Brad (Teen Witch)

Paula x Smithy/Charles (Random Harvest)

last song: “killer”- phoebe bridgers is currently playing, “are you satisfied”- reignwolf was playing before.

last movie: I’m blanking on movies, but tv shows- just finished Sweet Magnolias, Dead to Me s2 and Derry Girls s2 on Netflix

currently reading: Fanfic mostly. Libraries are still closed here, so been doubling down on podcasts and music

currently watching: true crime/docs, “Ask a Mortician” on YouTube — want to start Space Force in Netflix 🚀 ⭐️ 🌙

God, when I type this stuff out and see it...🤦‍♀️

Tagging: I’m behind with this, sorry❣️ not sure who might have been tagged, so if you want to play- please do🧡

#3m tag game #whew🔥 ne-gans

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dragon-kazansky · 1 year

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Madmartigan: I am not in love with them!

Willow: Really?

You: *enters the room*

Madmartigan:

Madmartigan: I might be slightly in love with them

#madmartigan x reader #willow #incorrect quotes

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starjane312 · 1 year

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Kit Tanthalos x OC

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In a Village not far from Tir Asleen, A Daikini girl is born with Dark Hair and Light eyes laid in the Arms of her Mother. Nothing Bad could happen.

Or so they thought. It’s a Quiet, Dark night. Too Dark and far too quiet. Everyone is Asleep when it Happens. A group of Riders set the Town on Fire.

The Mother hides her Babe in the Closet, hoping she wouldn’t be found before she and the Rest of her Family are Killed.

The Babe in the Closet doesn’t notice any of this and Sleeps deep and Dreams of faraway places she has yet to see and Adventures she has yet to Survive.

In the early morning, the Riders are fought off. No one Survived. A Young Squire Walks through the half-burned Village when he Hears the Cry of a Baby. He searches for it and Finds her Wailing in the Closet. He takes her to his Master. The King Madmartigan. He takes her with him, and he and his Wife Sorsha take her as their Ward. And they named her Jane Chander. Her birthday is the Day they found her. The fourth day of the Month of The Goddess Ēostre. (April)

Since that day it’s been 7 Years. The Girl Grew up with Aryk and Kit, the children of Queen Sorsha and King Madmartigan. They’ve become great friends. Jane is running across the Yard deep in a Game of Tag Hide and Seek with her friends. When she finds Kit behind a Hay bale.

J: Hah, got you.

They both start running towards the Tree. If Jane touches the Tree before Kit catches Jane, Jane wins the Game. She already Tagged Aryk and Jade, a Friend of theirs who was rescued from Bone Reavers 4 Moons ago. But just before Jane touches the Tree Kit touches her Shoulder. Jane stops running and looks at Kit.

J: I was so Close to Winning Kit.

K: And now we Win.

Aryk and Jade run to both.

Aryk just wanted to say something when Madmartigan comes to the Four. Jade bows and runs off.

M: Making friends with her ?

A: Yes.

J: She’s nice.

M: I have a Surprise for you Three.

K: What ?

Madmartigan laughs.

M: I won’t tell. Come along.

They quickly walk after him to the pasture that is connected to the Stables. The Foals of this year are finally old enough to go outside.

K: What are we doing here Dad ?

Madmartigan Picks up Kit and puts her on his Shoulders.

M: Today you Three get to Pick your horses. You are Old enough with Aryk and Jane being 7 and you 6.

Excited Jane looks at Madmartigan.

J: Really ?

M: Yes.

He smiles and Messes up Jane's hair

M: But don’t forget your Horse chooses the Rider not the other way around.

They all nod and Jane goes under the Fence on the Pasture. She smiles softly and looks at the Foals. A few look at her and run to their mothers. She just walks a few metres and sits down on the Grass. Kit and Aryk also go on the Pasture but a little farther. Jane just sits and waits. A black Foal with three white Legs and a Black one walks towards her and smells her.

Jane giggles when the Foal touches her Hair with its snout. Its Mother is a White Shire Horse. She also smells Jane and looks at her as her foal lays down besides Jane. She does the same. Jane looks back at Madmartigan who gives her a Thumbs up and smiles. She also smiles and looks at the Foal.

J: I will name you Moon.

The mother whinnies. Jane strokes her snout.

J: Is that a good name for your Baby ?

The mother lays her head on Jane’s lap and watches her foal.Kit gets a white Oldenburg horse that she names Eclipse. Aryk gets a Brown Quarter Horse, his name is Saturn. Madmartigan left half a Year after the kids got their Horses and never Returned

At the age of 14 Jane and Moon are like Two Peas in a pot.. Moon listens to her. Over the Years Jane developed feelings for the Young princess that she doesn’t quite understand. She sits in her Room with Aryk.

A: What do you mean ?

J: I don’t know, ok ? It’s like when she smiles everything in life feels better, brighter and more beautiful. And I always want her to smile so the Feeling doesn’t go away.

Aryk blinks and smiles.

A: Do you have a crush on her ?

Jane's Eyes widen.

J: What ? No ? … I’m not supposed to feel that way, do I ? I mean we’re both girls.

A: It doesn’t matter. Why would it ?

J: It’s useless anyways. One day she’s gonna have to Marry a Prince and fall for him and have a Family with him and I’m still gonna be Lonely and Heartbroken. Cause there’s no way that she likes me back.

A: And how would you know that ?

She looks at Aryk who smirks.

J: You know something.

A: No.

He slowly stands up and walks backward. She tackles him and presses his arms on the ground.

J: Tell me !

He raises his hands.

A: She likes you.

Shocked, Jane Releases him.

J: What ? Are you certain ?

A: Yes. We had almost the same conversation a Week ago.

J: You’re not Lying ?

A: I would never.

Jane Raises an Eyebrow.

A: Not about something like this. I swear.

J: Should I talk to her ?

A: Yes.

Jane gets up and Hugs Aryk.

J: If you were Lying I will push you out the Window.

He nods and Jane goes off to Find Kit. She finds her with Eclipse. Jane smiles and stands by the Fence. Kit sees her and Waves. Jane waves back and Kit walks to her, Eclipse by her side.

K: Hey, what’s up ?

J: Just wanted to ask you if you wanted to take a ride ?

Kit takes Eclipse's lead and walks towards the Stable.

K: Let’s ride then.

Jane goes after her. In the Stable Moon excitedly looks at her. She strokes his Snout and opens his Box.

They get the Horses ready and Ride over the Open fields.

K: Soooo.

Jane looks at her.

J: What ?

K: I actually wanted to talk to you anyways.

Jane looks at her.

J: About what ?

Kit hesitates.

K: Race me to the Tree and I’ll tell you.

She spurs Eclipse on and She starts running.

J: Hey. Get her Moon.

They race to the Tree and Jane wins. They get off their Horses and let them Walk free.

J: So, you wanted to talk ?

Kit sits down under the Tree. Jane sits next to her and looks at Kit, who starts playing with Grass.

J: Kit ?

K: IlikeyouinmoreasafriendwayandIdon’tknowhowtotellyouandyouprobablydon’tevenlikemethatway.

Jane looks at her blinks and smiles.

J: And now maybe a bit slower that I understand you ?

Kit breathes.

K: I like you in more as a friend way and I don’t know how to tell you and you probably don’t even like me that way.

Jane can only blink.

J: What ?

Kit gets up and whistles for Eclipse.

K: Forget it, I shouldn't have said anything.

Jane also gets up fast and grabs Kit’s arm before she can walk further away. Kit doesn’t look at her. Jane puts her hand under Kit's chin and pushes her Head up.

J: Are you for real ?

Kit nods.

J: I like you too.

Now it’s Kit’s turn to blink.

K: Really ?

Jane nods. Since Jane is slightly taller than Kit, she stands on her Tiptoes. They look at each other and Kiss. After a few seconds they release each other and Jane lays her forehead against Kit’s.

K: So, uh …

They both laugh.

J: Do you want to be together ?

Kit nods and kisses her again. They smile at each other.

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After Kit turned 19, Jane went to the Towns smith and let him make two rings. Jane wants to Propose. The only ones that Know are Jade and Aryk. Who are both excited. But Jane doesn’t Propose just yet, to scared of Kit’s Reaction. That night Kit comes to her Chambers.

K: Jane ?

Jane sits up in her Bed.

J: Kit ?

She sits down on the bed and Jane wraps her arms around Kit's waist.

J: What’s wrong ?

Kit doesn’t look at her.

K: Did you ever hear about the Witch in the Woods ?

J: Yes, why ?

K: I heard that a couple went to her in order to get a Child and 3 months later the Woman was Pregnant.

Jane looks at Kit and sits up.

J: What are you … Do you want to ?

Kit nods.

K: I thought about it for a while, and I actually went and talked to her.

J: You did ? Alone ?

Kit shakes her head.

K: No, I went with Jade.

J: Love.

Kit finally looks at Jane and she sees her Smile.

J: You want to start a Family with me ?

Kit smiles and looks at her.

K: Yes.

J: Are you sure ? You only Turned 19.

K: Yes 100% sure and I would carry it.

J: And what did she tell you ?

K: We must Pay her of course. We have to bring her a living Blood sacrifice in the form of an Animal, on a Full Moon Day for it to Work. She didn’t tell me anything else.

Kit looks at Jane. Who grabs her Hand.

J: I Love you.

Kit smiles and kisses her. Suddenly Jane gets up fast and walks to her Desk. Kit looks after her confused.

J: I wanted to wait for a little while before doing that but …

Jane takes a deep breath and sits down next to Kit. The Rings tight in her hand.

K: Jane ?

J: Well, I found a woman, stronger than anyone I know. She shares my dreams, I found a love, to carry more than just my secrets. To carry love, to carry children of our own. Hell, We are still kids, but we're so in love. Fighting against all odds. I know we'll be all right this time. You are my North, my South, my East and West, the sun of my morning and the night to my day ! And I love you just the way you are. Having you by my side is what completes me, makes me, and fulfils me. You complete me. I would rather spend one lifetime with you – than face all the ages of this world without you. I love you always forever, near and far, closer together. Everywhere I will be with you, everything I will do for you. I love you. I never wish to be parted from you, from this day on. I love you so, so much. I need to make you happy, for me to even have a chance at being happy. You’re Mine and I’m yours entirely. Will you marry me ?

Kit is crying. Jane is Crying. She opens her Hand and shows her the Identical Silver Rings. Kit nods.

K: Yes, Oh god I love you Yes

She throws herself into Jane’s Arms. Jane kisses her. She takes the Ring and Puts it on Kits Ring Finger. Kit takes hers and puts it on Jane’s Hand. They kiss again and lay down together. She lays her Head on Jane’s Chest and looks up at her.

K: I love you.

J: I love you more and we will go to that Witch.

She hesitates for a second.

J: What kind of animal should we bring ?

K: A chicken ?

J: Yeah, we will need Jades help with that.

They both laugh

J: maybe after we could go away just away form all this.

Kit looks at Jane.

K: What ?

J: You know, to a Village behind the Woods and live a normal live.

Kit shakes her Head.

K: No I can't do that to my Mother. She can't loose another persaon that she Loves.

Jane Nods

J: Ok I understand.

They hug and then fall asleep.

They keep the engagement a secret and only tell Jade and Aryk. The next Full moon night they do as they said and with the Help of Jade catch two Chickens. They carry the Basket and a bag full of Gold to the Witch. When they Arrive, the witch opens the Door.

Wi: Ah good, you came.

Jane hands her the Chickens.

Wi: You both go inside, lay the gold on the Table and Drink the Tea. The Right one is for the one that will Carry the Child. After that wait.

They go inside and do as they were told. The Tea tastes good. After They finished it, they sat down on the Sofa. After a few Minutes, the Witch comes back inside.

Wi: Now discard all your clothing and sit in the Circle.

They lay their clothes on the sofa and sit in the Circle of Blood that she drew on the floor.

Wi: Who drank the Right Tea ?

K: Me.

The Witch Nods and starts drawing something on Kits back and Arms with the Blood. After that she goes to Jane and does the same.

Wi: Now hold out your Right hands.

Jane raises Her hand to the side and the Witch takes a Knife.

J: Uh ?

After a Pointed look of the Witch Jane shuts her Mouth and Looks a Kit. The witch makes a cut in both of their Palms. Then she Presses their hands together. And starts Chanting. After a few Minutes The witch pulls their Hands apart but keeps them connected at the wrist and the Blood pools in their palms. The witch keeps chanting and a big Blob of Blood flies in the air, swirls around and then flies onto her abdomen before disappearing inside the flesh. She keeps chanting for a few Seconds and stops.

Wi: It should be done. If you bleed the next time you must come back and bring a larger animal.

Jane and Kit nod. The witch gives them a wet rag, a bowl with water and bandages.

Wi: Wash yourselves, wrap your hands and then go.

She disappears in a Room. Jane smiles at Kit. They Wrap each other's hands.

J: Turn around let's get that blood off of you

Kit turns around and Jane washes the Blood of her Arms and her Back. Kit does the same for her. After they get Dressed and walk back to the Castle. They sneak inside and lay in Jane’s bed.

K: I hope it works.

J: Me too.

They kiss and fall asleep.

But it Didn’t work. The day kit bleed she went to Jane with Tears in her eyes.

J: What happened ? Why are you Crying ?

K: It didn’t work.

Jane hugs her.

J: Then we will Try again. And we won’t stop Trying.

Kit nods in her shoulder.

J: I love you, never Forget that.

K: Never.

They Kiss.

And they tried again with a Goat. It again didn’t work. And then with a Cow. After that they felt helpless, and Kit didn’t want to keep going. So, they Stopped. Jane was Understanding Of Course.

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Do you know where i can find chapter 10 and 11 from kit tanthalos x oc?? I love the series!!<3

So I have a problem with the links. They are kinda broken, I've been trying to fix that since I posted the chapters.

I will keep trying to upload the links to the masterlist, until I succeed with that you'll sadly have to scroll down.

Thx for all the support and likes. That really keeps me going.

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Jane PoV.

It’s been four and a half Moons. I’m on the Canyon Maze with Jade and Kit who are sparring with each other. It’s a close call but in the end Kit wins. I Clapp and get up from my Rock. They both take off their Masks and Kit smiles at me.

Ja: I almost had you.

K: Yeah, don’t beat yourself up about it.

J: Good Job Love.

I help Jade up.

K: You know there’s skill, then there’s Talent and I just happen to have both.

Ja: Along with a generous amount of Arrogance.

I Laugh.

J: Yeah, Gotta have that Too.

Kit pushes her Elbow in my Side.

K: Who knows ? In a few Years you might beat me.

Jade chuckles.

Ja: I would have beaten you if it wasn’t for that lose Rock.

And at this Point I know Jade let Kit win on Purpose, all the Time. Same as me. We talked about stopping that but never did it.

K: It’s not about Mastering the Moves Jade, it’s about adapting to your Terrain.

I raise my eyebrow and lay my arm around Kit’s waist and pull her to stand next to Jade.

K: And uh, I’m just better than you are.

Ja: Yeah.

J: Superior in every way, Your highness.

We all laugh and look at the Barrier.

K: One day I’m gonna prove it.

Kit lays her Arm around Jade’s shoulder.

K: Tell me you don’t still think about that. You know, going beyond the Barrier.

J: You mean having those wild adventures like we always talked about ?

Kit nods.

Jade looks at both of us.

Ja: I spoke to Ballantine earlier …

K: Yeah ?

La: Princess !

I look at Lachlan and If looks could kill he would be Dead. Jade finally wanted to talk to Kit about it and he interrupted her.

La: I bring Word from the Queen.

K: Are we under a Siege?

La: You need to get Dressed for Dinner. Her Highness expects the Royal Party from Galladoorn to arrive shortly.

I exhale, that means uncomfy dresses and a lot of curtsying for guests.

K: I take my brother’s been called too to scrub behind his ears ?

La: Yes. The Prince, I believe, is Hunting in the Western Wood.

K: Hunting ?

J: Hunting skirts I believe.

Ja: I wonder who he’s hunting today.

We laugh and go down the Rocks. Lachlan is already riding off. I greet Moon and get up. We race back to Tir Asleen. Before the Gate we get off of our Horses and I let Moon walk after me While I walk in the Middle of Jade and Kit who are Leading their Horses.

Jade holds out her Hand.

Ja: I’ll take Eclipse and Moon back to the Stables.

K: You know you're coming tonight, right ?

Jade’s smile flatters.

Ja: No

J: Yeah.

Ja: Really ?

K: Yeah.

Ja: You know how I feel about gowns and wearing them.

K: Well you’re gonna have to Suck it up.

J: Cause we’re not gonna be able to survive this thing without you.

K: What did you wanna tell us ?

Kit looks at Jade.

Ja: When ?

K: Before, you said you talked to Ballantine.

Ja. Yeah. We can Talk about it later.

I nudge Jade’s side and look at her. She just takes Eclipse's lead.

Ja: All right well that was fun.

Kit starts walking to the Gate.

I sigh and look at Jade.

J: You must tell her.

Ja: I know.

Jade looks to the Ground.

J: You will leave with the King of Galladoorn.

Jade sighs.

Ja: I know. You have to go, the Queen awaits you.

I look at Moon.

J: Moon Follow Jade.

He walks next to Eclipse and I walk after Kit and Catch up to her and Aryk.

J: Who was it this time ?

K: The kitchen maid.

J: The blonde One ?

Kit nods. We go inside.

K: Isn’t she the one that makes those Buttered Muffins everyone talks about ?

A: Hey I happen to be a great admirer of those Muffins.

K: Yeah, I’m concerned about what she’s gonna put in those Muffins.

J: You know, once you inevitably break her Heart.

A: I’m not gonna break her Heart.

J: Oh please.

Aryk grabs an Apple from one of the Servants.

K: You’re gonna lose interest and Move on to the Next.

J: It’s like the one way you’re Totally consistent.

He takes one bite of the Apple and gives it to another servant.

A: No … She … Dove. It’s different. Dove has this ineffable human Quality about her soul

K: Wait, Wait, wait you said Dove ?

I raise my Eyebrows

J: Dove ? Like the Bird ?

A: Dove. Yes That’s what I call her, like the Most Romantic, Beautiful ..

K: You don’t know her name ?

A: Course I know her name.

J: Brunhilde ?

Aryk looks at me.

A: She doesn’t like that Name.

J: Well, it’s her name. It’s better than Dove.

A: As if your Couple nicknames are better.

J: I call her Love.

K: And I call her Darlin that's 100% better.

Aryk rolls his eyes, we hear someone clearing their throat. It’s the Queen. Aryk pretends that he’s been Racing here. I roll my eyes, as if she hadn’t seen us already.

A: Ah Mother. We got your Message. We raced back, We’re gonna. We’re gonna wash up real quick.

QS: Why do you look like you’ve been rolling around in Grass ?

A: Training. Tourneys and such.

QS: What's that on your Neck ?

Aryk’s hand flies to his neck. It’s a Hickey.

A: Oh ! I got bitten by a Fire moth, which was Strange.

J: You sure ?

K: Wasn’t it a Dove ?

I give him a Smirk

QS: Lachlan told me he found you both and Jade atop of the Canyon Maze Again. You know I don’t like you playing on those Rocks. It’s Dangerous

K: Playing ?

J: Unlike him, we actually were Training.

QS: I’ve had them Draw you three a bath and I’ve laid out a gown for you to wear. For you Too Jane.

J: Thank you.

I slowly walk to the Door to our Rooms.

K: You’re Picking out our Clothes now ?

I roll my Eyes and it begins.

K: What are we Six years old ?

QS: I shouldn’t have to, but when you neglect your Responsibilities for your Hobbies, you leave me no choice.

We hear the Horn, the Galladoorn’s are Arriving. Aryk inhales sharply and walks with me to the Door.

A: Ok, Kit We’re going.

J: Come on.

We walk through the door.

K: Thank you ?

J: It’s not like I can say something. Kit. I’m grateful that your Mother lets me stay here. I’m just her Warden. She could’ve let me live like Jade with the Squires.

Kit sighs, gives my Cheek a kiss and goes into her Room.

I look at Aryk and lift my hands and also walk into my Room. I take a look at the gown and sigh. It’s bright Red. Great, I'll look like a walking red flag. I take my Bath, wash myself and get Ready.

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