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rose-riot-johnson · 1 month

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Hey my Tumblr Peeps😁I have a treat for you, not only I'm gonna write another One Piece fanfic, however considering that I have been noticing that there are people (aside from myself) who is a fan of Bartolomeo, I decided to give writing about him a try🔰😃👍

*This fanfic contains 1 or more long paragraphs😅

🔰Why Do Want To Join My Crew?🔰(Bartolomeo x Afab (assigned female at birth) Reader)

Genres: Comfort, Possible Smut, Possible Angst (Warnings +18⚠️: Sexual Comments, mentions of cheating (niether the reader nor Barto are part of cheating), Language, possible mentions of jealousy, alcohol use (and reference))

You were one of Bartolomeo's childhood friends and one of his secret crushes. While he did worship Luffy since the incident in the Loguetown where he saw Luffy escape from Buggy (which prevented Buggy from executing Luffy), you are also very, precious to him in many ways. Unfortunately, you had a boyfriend before at the time prior to Bartolomeo becoming a captain of his own crew and what makes things worse for Barto is the fact that your boyfriend is a captain of his own crew, because you ended up joining your boyfriend's crew before Luffy inspired Barto to become a pirate and even joined your boyfriend's crew (and dated him) before Barto was able to confess his love for you.

Bartolomeo was happy for you and all, however eversince he met your boyfriend (and captain), he always has been feeling off about him. Barto has been tolerating him, especially to save your feelings, however there was just something he doesn't like about your boyfriend. Barto wasn't sure if he was jealous of your captain or if there was another reason he's easily irritated deep down, however he just has always felt off about that captain who you were in a relationship with.

Sometime after Bartolomeo and his crew formed an alliance with the Strawhats (Luffy and his crew), it became a coincidence that he bumped into you, as he notices you were currently in the same exact area of the same village without the captain or any of the rest of the captain's crew. Barto was surprised and excited to see you (even though he tried his best to contain his excitement). You were actually low-key happy to see him, as you gave him a hug. You asked him about how he has been doing and he actually was more than happy to tell you about his adventures with his crew, how he met his hero Luffy and other stuff he was super excited to tell you, even tough he believes that you only wanted to check on him to see how he was doing, as friends do. You listened to every word he told you, as you admitted being happy to hear that he's doing well. After he finished talking about his adventures, you then asked, "I hate to intrude on you or anything, however may I join your crew? Navigator or possibly any position you set me up in for your crew? If I can't join your crew, may I atleast tag along for a while, Barto?".

Bartolomeo was actually confused and surprised that you have asked the questions that you had asked him, as it took him a minute to think about your questions, as he then answered, "I'm confused... You want to join my crew? We will talk about that later, considering that I thought you were in a crew with, (captain name).", as he then smiled ashe continued, "However you can certainly tag along with me and my crew... I certainly don't mind...". You were actually glad he was going to let you atleast tag along, however you were surprised with his answer. It's not actually about his confusion, however it was how he answered you, as you somehow, expected him to not even let you tag along.

It was sunset, when you and Bartolomeo went on his ship and you were fascinated with how his ship was set up. You then asked him, if he did have his own room and if you could have alone time in his room if he did have his own room on his ship, which made him blush and was surprised you asked him this, so ofcourse he's going to tell you yes. He would never turn down any opportunity to hangout with you, especially without that captain you were around alot.

The next thing you did was follow Bartolomeo inside his room, as you became very fascinated to see, how he decorated his room. "I see, you liked what I did with decorating my room, (Afab reader name)...", he happily cooed before offering you an alcoholic beverage he knew you enjoy drinking. Once the both of you started drinking, he then said, "I will admit... I was shocked you asked me the questions and I'm honestly most shocked about the fact you asked me to let you join my crew... As much as I would be more than happy to let you join my crew, let me get something straight... You were in a crew with your boyfriend (captain name), who I thought was still your captain... I really don't know what to make of this... So, if you don't mind, I would like to hear your explanation on any motives you might have about asking me to let you join my crew, (Afab reader)...", as your questions from earlier were the main things that crossed his mind, as he was having mixed feelings of concern, happy, and frightened, while making sure not to jump to any conclusions about your questions you asked him earlier.

You were annoyed about something he said, as you were trying to keep as calm as possible as you explained, "It's complicated, Barto... I really thought my captain loved me... A few months ago, he had me fetch him a keg of beer... Unfortunately after I got back to his ship with a keg of beer I fetched for him, I caught him and another crew member having sex together... I snapped asking the both of them what's going on, to let them know I caught him cheating, because it was fucken obvious that he was letting her ride on him... After I asked, they were shocked I caught them, then they stopped fucking together, as he then told me that he no longer wants to be with me and I'm no longer his navigator... I was confused as I asked what did he mean by what he said, because I thought I have been doing an amazing job as a navigator and I treated him well, so he told me this woman who is part of his crew is my replacement, because I'm so horrible in bed that he couldn't help look at me anymore and that if anyone else finds out how horrible I would be to have sex with, they would cheat on me and/or wouldn't want me in their crew and that I would be the most unlovable person, where I'd be the most impossible to love... So, his philosophy is that if I'm horrible in bed, then I'm also a horrible navigator, crew mate, and lover anyone could ever have... So, eversince (captain name) started fucking his mistress who is his other fucken crew mate, dumped me, and kicked me out of his crew, I pretty much traveled alone... I did overhear plenty of people talk about your hero Luffy, his crew, you, and your crew often... Tough I haven't talked to anyone until we bumped into eachother and it was a complete coincidence... I'm actually surprised you still talked to me... I mean I wasn't trying to get at anyone nor was I being desperate by any means... I just want you to know I want to make things right, if I do join your crew... Just ask me for anything and I will try my best for whatever you ask... Tough, I might be terrible at anything you ask me to do, to warn you...", before you looked down at the floor. Barto was shocked about what he heard from you, however he was still confused about what you meant when you said about making things right. He also notices your felt really degraded.

Bartolomeo then asked, "What do you mean when you said about making things right? And doing anything I ask even tough you believe you can't do things right? Do you actually believe you have to be perfect in bed to be considered as someone'a amazing significant other and a great navigator?". You then began to sob, as you broke down in tears, proceeding to hug him. Barto then had his arms around you, while petting your head with his left hand. He just truly felt bad for what your ex captain (who is your ex boyfriend) did to you. Now Barto figured that no matter if he was jealous of (captain name) or not, he now has found a reason why he couldn't stand your ex. Your ex turned out to be that bad, after all.

Bartolomeo then calmly said, "You don't have to worry about being good at everything, sweetie... Infact, nobody is perfect... I can just tell from what you're telling me, he hurt your self-esteem really bad... Since you seemed to have good motives to join my crew, I will let you join... Just hear me out... I've been wanting to tell you this for a very long time... I had been in love with you for a long time... Even before I became inspired by my hero Luffy, to become a captain of my own crew... I will understand, if you only like me, as a friend... I rather not pressure you into anything... I just want you to be yourself... Fuck what anyone else thinks of you, (Afab reader name)... Sorry to say this, but fuck what your ex thinks of you, too... I knew something was off about him, it's just I didn't know he would stoop low as he did... Even Luffy would be ashamed of him, because how much of a disgrace he turned of to be, if he was to find out about it... I shit you not... Luffy would also be very livid to hear what your ex did to you, needless to say... I'm saying this, out of a captain's love, considering I will be your new captain now and you asked me to join your crew... So, all I'm asking you is to not push yourself into any favors, and you to be your own person... Seriously... Just because I have a huge crush on you and I'm your captain now doesn't mean, you have to throw yourself at me and be an object to pleasure me... Okay, (Afab reader name)?". You then stop sobbing, as you replied, "Okay, Barto... Thank you for being there for me, especially when I needed you... And may I hug you, atleast a little longer?". He then replied back, "No problem and go ahead... And that's what I'm here for, so hug me, as long as you need to, my precious angel...".

After that evening or night, you began to realize you were a part of a crew that really cares about you. Yes, even your captain Bartolomeo truly cares about you, obviously. It did took some time, however you and Barto took some time with your relationship with him, considering that it turned out, you felt the same way for him, as he does for you. It's like the both of you are soulmates, who are destined to be together.

A bonus for Bartolomeo is when he saw your ex hanging out with his mistress, Barto madesure to wait for your ex's mistress to go to another area, where your ex would be alone, before Barto does beat the crap out of your ex. The way Barto beat up you ex (captain name) alone, will tell your ex how Barto truly feels about him and Barto madesure your ex paid for what he did to you.

🔰The End🔰

Okay my Tumblr Peeps😃👍While I did get inspired to write some ideas down for this particular One Piece fanfic, I honestly have been wanting to write a fanfic about Bartolomeo for a while, especially before reading some fanfics pertaining him and a few fanfics that pertain characters from a different anime😁🔰While it's rare I write about the character beating up the reader's ex (which was something I have written in 1 of my Bleach fanfics), for this fanfic it was kinda a last minute idea while writing this fanfic😅 Aside from the character, no matter what character I write about I honestly wanted to write a fanfic with some ideas the way I have written this fanfic and I did my best to be creative with this fanfic best I could think of writing🔰💡😃👍As for grammar, if I made any spelling or grammar mistakes, it might be because I really wanted to write this fanfic about Bartolomeo and I may have rushed with the fanfic where I forgot to check it😅 Otherwise I hope you enjoyed this fanfic about him, and I really had fun writing this fanfic about Barto🔰😁👍

*Fun Fact: While I was reading one of the chapters of One Piece, for what Bartolomeo did to the guys talked trash about Luffy, I honestly don't blame Barto at all and this is why I have tons of respect for Barto🔰Ofcourse he's 1 of the characters I'm keen on😃🔰

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harlequin-hangout · 1 year

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For a Mortal Chapter 1

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Pairing: Dom!Loki x f!Reader

Warnings: Self esteem problems, self deprecation, ⚠️abuse (past, not from Loki)⚠️, minor breaking and entering

Contains: Maybe angst, definitely a little fluff

Word Count: 3.2k

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I do not nor will I ever give permission for my writing to be copied, pasted, reposted to other sites, or edited in any way shape or form. Seriously, just don’t.

A/N: This was inspired by this ask by @michelleleewise. This is my first attempt at writing any kind of fan fiction, so please be kind. I’m hoping to get better, though inspiration doesn’t strike as often as I’d like. I may turn this into an ongoing series, I haven’t completely decided yet. I hope you all like it!!

“FUCK!!”

Your phone hits the bed and bounces to the floor. You threw it harder than you meant to. Sighing through your gritted teeth, you pick up the device. At least the screen wasn’t cracked, but your case had definitely busted when it hit the ground. You had just hung up a call with your boss. The company wasn’t bringing in cash flow, which meant for the second month in a row, you weren’t going to get paid. At least he had told you that you didn’t need to come into the office until there was money again. You take a deep breath and press the heels of your hands into your eyes, as if the pressure could stop the stress and the headache it was about to bring on.

“God, I don’t want to know how much I’m short,” you think to yourself as you pull the busted case off of your phone and open your banking app. A pit forms in your stomach as you realize your account is overdrawn by $56.41. Well . . . Ramen again tonight. It isn’t the healthiest, but anything is better than being hungry.

It’s been two weeks since your last conversation with anyone in the small startup company you work for. You can feel the exhaustion creeping in, trying to find freelance work while donating plasma just to make sure you can eat has taken its toll on you. Your phone vibrates in your pocket. The caller ID reads “Darren Albright”. Dammit. It’s your boss.

“Yeah, what’s up?” you answer, trying to not let your exhaustion show through in your voice.

“Hey, Y/N, we need to talk. You’ve barely done any work since the last time you were in the office. I feel like I’m just a paycheck to you, and I’m not okay with that. We talked when you came on board, I have decades of experience in production, but this company is still essentially a start-up and Rob and I both work for free, and it’s insulting that you don’t even try to come in to help out. I always go out of my way to help out friends, and I just thought you’d do the same. I’ve offered you gas money to come out here if you need it, we’re all in the same boat here. I’m broke too. I haven’t paid my mortgage for this month, so don’t tell me it isn’t possible.”

You don’t really process the rest of what Darren says as you stare at the wall in disbelief.

Not working . . . ? You’ve been working for free for over two months. The only difference is you’ve been working from home instead of from the office. You can’t help it if you live an hour away. Hell, it isn’t the same boat. Darren lives in the office, owns the company, and when you were in the office, you mostly saw him playing around on an art app while you worked. You knew you were signing on to a startup, but you’d been reassured that you’d be paid at least something. You mumbled apologies that you don’t really mean as you hang up the phone. First it was his now ex-girlfriend, Crystal, doxxing you online after harassing you for days on end because she somehow got it in her head that you and Darren were sleeping together. Nothing could be farther from the truth. Sure, Darren was tall, but he wasn’t your type at all. The bushy beard just didn’t do it for you. Your type was a bit more . . . sleek. Sleek, dark, put together . . . You sigh as you try to fight back your tears.

What the hell were you doing? Was this even worth it? You’d worked so hard to break into the world of production. You worked with all three of Darren’s companies, and had built the backend for two of them. You spent every day maintaining those backends, running admin, and doing literally anything he called and asked you for, including finding and making proposals for marketing clients, something you’d had to teach yourself just to be able to do the job. You lost your fight as tears start to run down your face. How could he say those things? You’d worked yourself mostly to death trying to make the situation work, and he thinks you’ve done nothing because you aren’t being paid? You choke back a sob, leave your apartment unlocked, and just run. You run towards the woods and don’t look back. Branches whip at your skin as you break off the narrow walking path, just wanting to be as far away from everything that’s been causing you to nearly break. Finally, coming to a clearing, you drop to your knees and wail at the top of your lungs. Sobs wrack your form as you let out all the emotion that’s been building over the last months. You don’t like being vulnerable around others, so this is the only safe place you know where you can let everything out.

“Why?? Why am I fucking killing myself for someone who obviously doesn’t give a fuck about me?? Why . . . why am I here? Why am I trying so hard? . . . Why did I think I could do this?” You choke, your self doubt taking control. In all honesty, you couldn’t answer those questions. You’d long since seen a point in continuing to follow your dream career, maybe it was just better to get a regular job. You knew you’d hate it, but at least you knew your bills would be paid.

As your sobs quieted, you wiped your tears on your sleeves and slowly made your way back to your apartment. Nightfall had long since passed. When did it get dark? It didn’t really matter, as the numb feeling across your whole body makes it hard to care about much of anything. Locking your front door, you pull off your now dirt-stained clothes and take a deep breath. You didn’t really remember getting back to the apartment, or much since you left. You just wanted this to be over. For the stress to be gone. And more than anything, for support. You look upwards, and for the first time in years, you pray.

“Please, whoever’s listening, I don’t care. Please. PLEASE give me some encouragement. I can’t keep doing this, and I don’t even know if my dreams are worth it anymore. Please . . . Just send me a sign that I shouldn’t give up . . .” You fall ungracefully onto the bed, not bothering to put on the pajamas that lay on your floor. As you fall into a deep sleep, you fail to hear the soft, almost magical hum that floats through the air and miss the soft touch that brushes your temples. A tall figure kneels next to your bed as you start to toss and turn as your mind turns to nightmares.”

You bold upwards in bed, cold sweat drenching your body. You could have sworn that you felt someone’s presence. . . You rub your bleary, sleep-filled eyes as you look at your phone. 3:47am . . . what the hell were you doing awake? You know one thing, though, once you’re up, you need to get something to drink before you can sleep again. You padded towards your kitchen, but an unfamiliar scent stops you dead in your tracks. What was that . . . Fir trees, sandalwood and . . . leather? You cautiously take the last couple steps and peek around the corner. An unlit candle that had definitely NOT been bought by you sat on your counter on top of an emerald green envelope with “Dear Y/N” scrawled on it in an elegant cursive hand. Turning it over in your hand, you break the gold colored wax seal that depicts two snakes intertwined. Where have you seen that before?

Dear Y/N,

I am sorry to hear that you are not receiving the support or recognition that you deserve. I have learned in my long life that sometimes the only ones we can rely on is ourselves, and if these people do not support you, they are not worthy of your greatness. My Dear, your dream, your passion is always worth your efforts. Do it for you, because it is what you desire and you will succeed, I have no doubt. You are a strong, independent, intelligent person . . . for a mortal. Never doubt yourself, My Dear. Should you ever find yourself in need of one who can see your worth, then just light this candle. I wish you all the best in your pursuits and remember . . . You can do whatever you set your mind to. Until we meet . . .

Loki

The name was elegantly scrolled, even if the word choice was a bit odd. The entire letter . . . Loki. Who was he? How did this get in your kitchen? Your windows had been painted shut by the complex, and you were relatively sure you had locked the door behind you when you came back inside . . . Not that it mattered. The numb feeling didn’t seem to want to leave. You couldn’t even bring yourself to care about your own personal safety. Maybe a shower would help you relax enough to sleep. After the letter, you couldn’t bring yourself to crawl back into bed. Still . . . You eye the candle, your hands mindlessly tracing the paper in your hands.

“Maybe it wouldn’t be too bad to have someone . . . I mean, what’s the worst that could happen? My bathroom doesn’t have any windows. There’s no way anyone could see it,” you think to yourself as you grab the candle and head towards the bathroom.

The steam feels amazing on your skin already as you get the water near scalding in preparation for your shower. If you’re going to do this at 4am, you might as well do it right. You place your towels and bathrobe on the hook on the back of the bathroom door and glance at the candle. You still hadn’t really decided whether or not to light it. It was a deep green and scented like the forest that you ran into to escape the reality of life. That still didn’t account for the leather and sandalwood you’d smelled, though. Fuck it, at least if some random snuck into your bathroom, there was about a 50/50 chance that he’d just put you out of your misery. You flick your lighter and the familiar scent of pine fills the room. You sigh and step into the steam-filled stall, running your fingers through your hair.

“I really wish you wouldn’t think such things about yourself, Darling.”

You freeze as the deep voice fills the room. He spoke softly, almost as if he were your friend. You whip your head around to see a man in a black suit sitting on your toilet, directly across from the entrance to the shower. You almost want to scream but . . .

“I . . . Do I know you? I mean I know I’ve never met you, but I feel like . . . I mean . . .” You fumble your words. The man’s sudden appearance should have been the thing to catch you off guard, but it was . . . Him. His features were somehow soft, yet stern at the same time. The green of his eyes almost perfectly matched the candle and stationary. His jawline was regal, just like his posture. The suit was well fitted, and you could vaguely make out the tone of his arms. Not to mention, those LEGS. The look of gentle worry that graced his features . . . for some reason, it put you at ease.

Wait. The eyes. Could this be . . . “Loki?” Your voice is almost a whisper as you stand in the water’s heat, hands tucked gently against your chest. The man gave a soft smile, and what seemed like . . . Relief?

“Yes, My Dear. It’s me. I was worried you wouldn’t recognize me. I must say, I’m pleasantly surprised.” His voice was comforting, yet his tone was that of someone who was undoubtedly in charge. “I must apologize for the sudden entrance, I didn’t expect you to light that thing so soon.” You eyed the man, with both curiosity and apprehension. When you did not speak, he continued. “You are such a clever mortal, though I would guess that your waking memory doesn’t know much of your dreams.”

“N-no, I really don’t remember when I dream, but what does that have to do with anything? Why do you keep calling me ‘Mortal’? It’s almost as if you’re implying that you aren’t.” Loki smirks, one eyebrow raised.

“Little mortal, I am a God. You prayed, and I answered. Isn’t that what you wanted? ‘Whoever’s listening’, I believe, were your exact words?” You stand there, dumbfounded. “I have seen your nightmares and I must say, you are definitely a capable mortal. So determined. You have so much life in you, why would you give it up now?”

“I . . . I mean, if Darren doesn't see all the work I do, if he doesn’t think I’m valuable, then why should I try?”

“Then tell me, why does Mr. Albright deserve your efforts and your loyalty? What has he done? I see a large potential in you, My Dear, and I would like to offer you something. However, first I must confirm my suspicions. If I may?” Loki motions at your temples. After only a couple seconds of hesitation, you kneel in front of the God sitting in your bathroom. The pleased hum doesn’t escape your notice and you smile just faintly enough that you hope he didn’t see.

Your eyes flash the moment Loki’s cold fingers touch your temple, and suddenly you’re back in your abuser’s house.

It was winter, and he was drunk. He had lost his phone cord and blamed you he’s screaming, the bourbon on his breath obvious.

“You’re a shit girlfriend! You’re a shit girlfriend now, and you were a shit girlfriend when I met you, that’s why you were single. Go die!!” As he pushes past you, he punches a hole in the wall, mere inches from your head. You fight to keep your face still and unfeeling, hoping that he’ll go back to his office and leave you to lock yourself in the guest room.

The scene shifts, and you find yourself in that same guest room.

You’re bracing against the locked door with all your body weight. No matter how heavy you try to make yourself, you can feel the door start to budge. You make the split second decision to unlock it and let him in, as it will be much worse on you if he has to break in. You retreat into your mind and try to tune him out as he rants and screams about his right to grab your throat. You had fought him in his office when he had grabbed you and tried to sexually assault you. You got away, but at what cost?

Scene after scene flashes before your eyes, each more traumatizing than the last. Finally, Loki comes back into focus in front of you. You hastily grab the trash can beside the toilet and heave into it, bile being the only thing in your system to come up. You cough, and you feel a gentle hand rub your back as you fight to regain your composure.

“Little mortal . . . You’ve been through so much. You are so strong, and are worthy of someone who can see your value. Stand.” You push yourself up, leaning on Loki for support as you steady your face, willing it to neutrality. He clicks his tongue in disapproval. “Now darling, we’ve moved quite a ways past that. Shower.” You step into the stall, feeling the warmth wash over you. “May I?” The God reaches for the shampoo bottle on the floor of the shower, seemingly unbothered by his suit getting wet. You sit obediently near the shower’s door, and he sits behind you, gently massaging the product into your hair. He takes gentle care to not pull or scrub too hard. You rinse when he tells you to, and hand him the conditioner. As he works the second product into your hair, he sighs. “I did not realize the extent of your abuse. You did not deserve what that ant of a man did to you. Please, take your own wants and needs into consideration when you hear my offer.”

You chew your lip, unsure of how to respond. Do you even remember how to do things for yourself? You could take care of your own necessities, but this is different. When was the last time you’d done something just because you’d wanted to?

“I . . . I don’t even know what I need, much less want. Not anymore.” Your eyes never leave the floor of the shower. Loki’s movements don’t falter as he carefully chooses his words.

“Darling, I have been inside your mind. I know your wants, your needs, your fears and desires, your passions and your sorrows. You want someone to dominate you, but not for the thrill or gratification. No, your desire is much less selfish than that. You desire trust. You want to trust someone enough that you feel confident handing over control. To trust that they have your best interests at heart, and will always act with your needs taken into account. Rinse.” You stand, silently mulling what he says over in your mind.

“And what if you’re wrong? What if I want to be the one with the reins?” He chuckles, a small smile playing his lips.

“Then, Y/N, take those wants into account when you make your decision. However, I can guarantee I am not wrong. You would give up control so willingly if someone had your wellbeing in mind. Just like you did for me. With the shower.”

Goddammit. He was right. You hadn’t even realized what you were doing. Was he telling the truth? Could your outlook be so skewed that basic care and consideration is all you really want?

“Well then, Darling, now it is time for your choice. Come with me. I’ve been watching your drive and your passion for some time, and you are worthy of my attention. Of my care. Come with me, and let me earn the trust that you so crave to share with another being. I promise, you’ll be safe with a God.” You blink in disbelief. Is he offering you a way out? A way to get away from Darren, from the bills, from not always knowing where your next meal was coming from? Was this truely a fresh start?

“And what if I’m not strong enough to build that trust? What if I’m too far gone?” Your voice is soft, uncertain. Loki gently cups your chin and tilts your head up, forcing you to look at him.

“Darling, I know you can do it. You can come back from whatever dark place those undeserving insects have left you. You are so, very strong . . . For a Mortal.” You beam and take Loki’s hand. As his Seidr envelops you in a green glow, you think for the first time in forever that maybe, just possibly, everything might be alright.

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space-batzz · 1 year

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Oh the opportunity for angst 😈😈😈

(Episode: The Words)

#for context: in this scene Darwin called Carrie an emo freak #I have intentions for angst #possible angst #tawog #carwin #tawog carwin #carrie x darwin #darwin x carrie #tawog darwin #tawog carrie #darwin watterson #carrie krueger #the words #Carrie thinks her style’s unique #but she’s just one more emo freak

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unknown-toya · 1 year

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Looking for a Spooky month RP!

Looking for someone to do Streber, Bob Velseb, or and Spooky month OC.

(More info bellow!!)

((If anyone’s to shy to DM first just put a heart emoji in the comments and I’ll DM you ^^))

Streber I was thinking going based off of the newest Animation.

Bob Velseb I wanted to do with my OC or someone else’s OC.

And we can do ships I don’t mind but please leave Skid and Pump out of the ships as well as the other children, Though I’d really REALLY love to rp as my OC and have someone do Bob or vice versa!!

#spooky month tender treats #spooky month #bob velseb #oc #canon x oc #canon x canon #Role play post #open rp #active rp #roleplay #I’m semi-lit I think #Possible NSFW/18+#possible angst #Streber Angst

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bluerosejuliet · 2 years

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Bridgerton AU: Polin Harry Potter AU

Story Idea/Prompt

Just for context, this takes place during the Triwizard Tournament during the next generation of Potters and Weasleys:

Penelope Featherington is a 5th year Ravenclaw who has been in love with 7th year Hufflepuff Colin Bridgerton, her friend and the brother of her best friend and fellow Ravenclaw Eloise Bridgerton, since her first year when she accidentally knocked him off his broom. Unfortunately, he has been dating her cousin Marina Thompson, a beautiful ravenclaw in his year, since the middle of 6th year.

Things change though when Marina breaks up with Colin a few weeks into the new term and then starts going out George Crane, a 7th year Durmstrang student (which is odd considering his brother Philip is a 5th year Hufflepuff that has been attending Hogwarts since first year but that is another story). Not wanting to see her friend so upset, Penelope does her best to cheer up Colin and the two end up spending more time together. They go to Hogsmeade, study in the library and even do their prefect rounds together. So when the Yule ball comes around, Penelope is both shocked and delighted when Colin asks her to go with him.

Feeling a spark of hope, she decides that she’ll confess her feelings to Colin on the night of the ball. She pays Madame Delacroix to help alter the dress robes her mother sent her to make them more flattering and talks over hairstyles with Edwina and Eloise, with Daphne even offering to lend her assistance on the night of the ball (though who her date is remains a mystery). She practices dancing in private, not wanting to step on Colin’s toes.

It all comes crashing down a week before the ball.

Marina and George have had a falling out and Marina has run of course to Colin. A few days later, they are back together.

Colin of course apologizes and Penelope does her best to not show how hurt she is. Of course it seems luck is not on her side as she later hears Colin telling an angry Eloise, “Pen is just a friend Eloise! I would never dream of dating Penelope Featherington, not in a million years!” Penelope tries not to make her presence known but Peeves announces her presence. Mumbling something under her breath, she hurries away from the two Bridgerton siblings, ignoring their shouts behind her. What she doesn’t realize is that someone else had watched this go down. Someone who had decided they’d waited long enough to make their move on curvy redhead.

The next week passes in blur and Colin has done his best to try and find Penelope and apologize for his words but to no avail. It doesn’t help that Eloise has been guarding her friend religiously round the clock and threatening to hex him if he comes near her. Still he tries to make the best of it, smiling at Marina as they wait by the great hall. As they are chatting with their friends, Richard Fife glances up at the stairs and splutters “is that Penelope Featherington with James Potter?!”

Just to clarify, when I say James Potter I’m referring to James Sirius Potter, the son of Harry and Ginny. And like his father and grandfather before him, he seems to have fallen for a gorgeous and witty redhead. I have more ideas for this universe so if anyone would like to know more, please message me. I might turn this into a story but I’m not sure. If anyone wants to use the idea though feel free!

#bridgerton #bridgerton au #Bridgerton harry potter au #polin #Penelope x ?#fic prompt #story ideas #penelope featherington #colin bridgerton #marina thompson #james sirius potter #possible angst

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Little 'Human' King 2

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Part 1

I haven't written anything this long in a while.... So I need to be honest it turned out longer than I wanted it to the entire LHK is about 12000 words long. I'm sorry. Here is the second part which is much longer than the first part.

Bakugo x reader

**Content warning: Mentions of self harm, attempt at suicide, graphic depictions of violence, emotional manipulation, and the "I'm the king I'm doing this for the betterment of my country"** (Will edit as needed)

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Once back in your cave you tried not to focus too hard on it. They had places to go, they wouldn’t come looking for you right away just because you returned home right?

Almost four months later you were surprised to see human prints near your cave. Keeping yourself out of sight you could hear some of them conversing.

“Why exactly are we looking for a dragon?”

“They won’t tell us. All I know is we have to bring it back alive.”

Considering you’ve been in dragon form for a while now you suppose it’d be better to leave since no one else knows how to navigate the mountain. Letting little ones go on their own you seal the cave; grabbing money you leave. Before you could get far your body protested to the idea of flight. To calm the burning in your body you stop to rest in a lake.

Waking up later you notice the egg, it was firm but warm. That must have been what was making your body uncomfortably warm. Returning to human form the egg seemed to grow smaller too, it fit snug in the bag but it felt like there was something in there.

“That answers that question,” you mumble to yourself before setting off.

There was a town close by, but you couldn’t go looking like how he remembered you. Staying in the thick for a night you thought about the color of your eyes, a watery blue. Changing it, you look to see a deep green looking back at you. The waves of white were a steely blue instead, alright this should be enough.

In the town, you register with the guild that you were looking for a party to travel with. You waited a day or two before being approached. A four-person group. Elf, Leonin, Kalashtar, and a human. Offering a drink you opted for juice.

“It��s rare seeing a dragon in their human form,” the elf states quietly.

You took a sip from your cup. “I have my reasons.”

“Why do you need a party?” The Leonin asks.

“I really need someone to help me leave. I need to find a new place to live since my old nest is known to a group of people,” you state.

“Why would you need to leave if your nest has been found? Can’t you just kill anyone that comes in?” The elf asks.

You give a slight sigh. “That would weigh too heavily on my conscience. I have never killed another being and I’m not gonna start now.”

The human woman gives a small nod. “My name is Kyoka Jiro, I’ll be more than happy to help you.”

“Tenya Iida, guiding you on this journey may feel like a promising one.” The Leonin was a lot quieter than I thought.

“Shoto Todoroki, I understand having reasons to leave. So it makes the most sense to me,” the elf agrees.

The Kalashtar seemed to pause. “You have two others with you.”

You gesture to your bag and mumble. “My clutch shouldn’t be visible to others. I can’t just shed my skin to leave them protected.”

“I am Momo Yaoyorozu, I’d feel honored to assist in their protection.”

You smile at this notion but realize you had to give a name to them. “I am Y/N. Thank you for helping me with this task.”

“Much obliged.”

Your travels with this particular party were very warm and happy. Not that traveling with the others was depressing, but you found that you had a lot more positive reactions. Shoto was a prince, but he wasn’t exactly keen on taking up the crown. Momo was just traveling to experience things. Tenya wanted to know more than the walls of his home and traveling was just the right thing to do. Kyoka was from a traveling family, she was born during their travels and she loved meeting and learning different kinds of music.

Thankfully they didn’t press for details. One particular night after getting close to where you thought was the best place to stay you managed.

“I’m sorry I didn’t give all the details. Y/N is the name I gave myself when I met you four, about five years ago I met a different party. They had a limited time to explore so that was all the time I could spend with them,” you start.

“Are they the ones who know where your cave is?” Momo questions.

“Yeah, they do. We had to go back a few times because I had to use my mother’s old scales.” You sigh. “After I left I learned that our leader is the new king. He is looking for me because of this.”

Exposing the marking that lay on your wrist under the cuff that you’d wear a realization seemed to flash in Shoto’s eyes.

“You’re bound to the king.”

You give a small nod. “Yes. There’s possibly another reason I’m bound to him. But it should disappear if I stay away for long enough.”

“Why would you do that?” Kyoka replies.

“Had I stayed in my cave, as mother told me to, we would have never met. I would have never made a connection of beings that don’t live as long as I do,” the tears slid down your cheeks.

Wiping them away quickly, you covered your face.

“Y/N.” A hand rubs into your back and you sigh.

“The only thing I can do now is to make sure that my children live good lives. Their father can live as he pleases without us. I’d rather save them the pain of having to learn their father won’t live to the time they do,” you groan.

You didn’t want to move. But you looked at the bag that had been holding the egg. Pulling it out to hold you realize something weird. It shook. But you had this feeling that told you to break the egg.

Hugging it to your form the other people around you tried to stop you, but the sound of the egg cracking was what alerted you to stop. The embryonic liquid ran down your arms, but you pulled the shell away to expose the soft-bodied creatures inside. Momo finally out of her shock grabbed the blanket from your bag to wrap the children and free them of the mass.

“They do bear a resemblance to him,” Shoto sighs.

“You should name them,” Kyoka urges.

You think for a moment. “The girl will be Kazuki, the boy will be Yohei.”

Now that the egg was hatched the party helped find you a place to live. A house near a waterfall and deep lake. Fixing up the house you found that it was nice living alone with two infants. Since you were not a mammal and didn’t produce milk you found that they could consume fruit milk.

Time seemed to pass slowly. You no longer heard of the missing person the king was supposed to be looking for. Waiting for some kind of other news about him you continued to tend to your children. Soon they could walk and flex their scales at will.

“Ama.” Kazuki started speaking first.

Yohei started swimming first. The infant wasn’t afraid of the water despite the lake being much larger than him. Kazuki didn’t like the water other than baths. While making oatmeal for your sleeping children a knock came on your door. This wasn’t unusual but it was odd to you.

Opening the door you flash a meek smile. “Can I help you?”

The person standing in front of you was a familiar, stocky large man with green hair. From your voice alone he seemed to flash with recognition but it died when he lay his eyes upon you.

“My apologies Miss, I was just traveling through. Do you happen to have any herbs that are good for stomach aches? My companion is having troubles,” he states.

“Sure, bring them here. I’ll prepare it unless you need me to prepare it in front of you; then bring them here and I can prepare it then,” you take a quick peek at the stove happy that it was fine.

“Is everything okay?” He raises a brow.

Shaking your head you smile. “Everything is fine, I was making food for my children. But please grab your friend and come right in. I’ll get the medicine ready.”

He gives a nod and a bow. “Thank you very much.”

You finish cooking the food hearing the pattering of feet.

“We will have guests this morning so please behave,” you inform them.

Picking up both children you sit them in their seats. Putting the food in front of them as the door opens, shock makes your hand shake. But you get the things ready and mix the medicine in front of the men before going down to the blond male.

“Sorry for intruding on your home, I should probably apologize to your husband,” the green-haired man bows again.

You chuckle. “I don’t have a husband. The father of my children had… other duties to attend to, but I doubt he’d marry me and care for his children.”

The words felt bitter leaving your mouth.

Yohei watches the two men from across the table. Kazuki seems focused on her food, but she starts whining.

“Itchy.”

You rush up to her tasting her food, finding nothing wrong. Looking at Yohei he was fidgeting too. But it was like a last-second click, you could feel the magic power but you never paid it any mind. Picking up your children you soothe their whines trying to get them to close their eyes.

“Mama, itchy.”

“I know, it’ll stop soon. No more itchy soon,” you whisper.

Looking at the two men you all but shout. “Please ask your companion to stop, I will not be held accountable for my actions if you continue to harm my hatchlings.”

They look at you and Izuku steps outside to get whoever it was to stop. Kazuki passed out, but Yohei sobbed into your chest. This only made you angrier, but you waited till Yohei quieted down.

“Why are you here? What do you want from a simple witch, your majesty?” Poisonous words left your mouth as you continued to hold your children.

“You’re coming with us,” Katsuki stands up.

“To hell I am, you just inflicted pain on my children and you think I’ll just listen to you?” You question.

“Ui.”

You shake your head. “No.”

Standing up you almost forgot they were in your arms when the familiar sensation stung your eyes. Walking to the room you lay your children down. Giving you the chance to cry.

“Please don’t ask me to go with you again.” You plead.

“I can’t do that.”

You wipe furiously at your tears. “I can’t be with you. You are a king, I am a dragon. I do not want to watch the man I love die.”

Katsuki walks closer.

“No,” you stumble back. “You can’t even touch me, my tears could burn you.”

“Ui, listen to what I’m asking you. This is hard, I can’t continue knowing that you’re not next to me,” he states.

“But-“

“No buts, you and the children are coming with us,” he states.

You could have fought back. You could have taken the children and run. But you didn’t. Letting them pack up your things you road along with them. Katsuki didn’t attempt to say anything to you the entire ride. It took months to get to his kingdom. The first thing he did when he arrived, he told them was that you are his spouse and the mother of the royal heirs.

Not arguing you went through many hands, and eventually ended up alone in a room lavish with decoration and other things. What were you going to do now? Yohei and Kazuki bolted for you as the door opened. Their tears reaching you had almost forgotten to tell them to not let anyone touch them when they cry.

You went to heal all the people injured by the children’s tears.

“They are half-dragon so their tears can burn human skin,” you state to the maid nearby.

“Sorry, your highness.”

Hanging your head you pat the backs of your children. “No living human would know so it is fine.”

“Your highness, the king wishes to speak with you about future plans.” A man states.

You nod and go to follow him. Kazuki grabbed the back of your skirts and so did Yohei. Both followed close behind as you walked. Stopping in the office you wait until he finally puts his attention on you. Katsuki had a lot of work as King and you had general ideas about it from your reading as a child.

“You’re getting a tutor on palace etiquette, but in two months we’re holding a wedding. Then we have to hold a crowning ceremony for the children,” he states looking at the papers.

You sigh. “You can’t crown Dragonborn to be the next rulers of humans.”

“Why can’t I? They are my children,” he raises a brow.

“Kazuki and Yohei are their human names. But in ninety-nine years I have to give them proper names, judging by human life spans, the luckiest ones live up to one hundred. You told me that you were twenty when we met, it’s been six years now. Meaning you may have seventy-four years left. A human should rule over humans unless you’re planning on becoming a dragon,” you state all at once. “I didn’t fight you because I didn’t want to burn you. But Katsuki I want to spend the rest of my life with you, not the rest of your life.”

Squatting down you pick up the children and walk back to your room. He may be the king but you know he hates forcing others to do things that they don’t want to. Someone had to have put him up to this. It wasn’t long before you met this so-called teacher. The woman was smaller than you but she had a weird beauty to her. The classes started and ended quickly, possibly due to your ease of learning. You learned all the etiquette in the two months before the wedding, since you were busy with that you didn’t have a hand in anything.

Walking down the aisle you heard whispers. Why didn’t the bride have a father waiting at the other end? Where was the family of the bride? Just before you reached the end you noticed that four people were entering late. The ceremony ended and it was time for the reception.

“Announcing her majesty Queen Ui Y/N Bakugo, Dragon of the Gavsfre peak.” You almost tripped when the announcement was made.

But gathering your composure you quickly take the seat next to Katsuki. Many greeted you both to congratulate you on the wedding.

“Prince Shoto, I thought you renounced your crown,” Katsuki huffs with a snide smirk.

Shoto was standing before you and you gave a small smile. “It’s nice to see you again, Shoto.”

“It’s lovely to meet the King and new Queen. What changed your mind?” He quirks a brow.

You almost burst into laughter. “Nothing, my mind is still the same. I’ve been told that Dragons are rather stubborn.”

Momo clears her throat. “How are the children?”

“Fine, they have grown so much,” you grin happily.

“Do you know these four?” Katsuki looks at you.

Giving a small nod you sigh. “These lovely people are the children’s family. In my culture, anyone who bears witness to a dragon’s birth makes them family.”

He pauses. “Right, as the family of my bride and children please feel free to visit the palace.”

The whole thing felt stuffy, but dancing with Katsuki, stiff as it was, was nice. You retired to the royal powder room and were surprised to see the head maid with the children. Much to your dismay they were sobbing and giving the poor woman terrible burns.

“Dear please give them to me,” you take the children from her arms and press her forehead to yours. “I’ve told you many times not to hold them when they cry.”

“The prince and princess wanted to see you, your majesty.” She manages through straggled breaths.

“I know.” Pushing your powers toward her you watch as the skin returns to its previous state.

She gives you a small bow before retesting to the edge of the room. Kazuki was still sobbing and babbling even after being passed to you. It wasn’t long before both slept at your sides.

“I can take them back to their room,” she offers.

“Please, I’m sorry that they have hurt you so many times,” you shake your head.

The whole time that they were with you they wanted to pick apart the decorations in your hair. Making it harder for you to ever consider doing something like this again. Watching the maid take your children back to their rooms you felt the stress return when you made your way back into the ball area. Katsuki gave you a drink and you raised a brow at him. Alcohol had gotten him in this mess and you only swirled the cup before taking a smell of it. Your tutor told you that you are supposed to sip any drinks given to you.

“Where did you go?” He whispers.

“Powder room, the children were crying again,” you answer, taking the first sip of the drink.

It had a pleasant taste to it, but you knew full well that it wouldn’t affect you in the same way that it would Katsuki.

He frowns. “They’ve been crying for you a lot lately.”

You have to keep yourself from breaking the glass in your hand. “The sudden change in environment is possibly affecting them. Did you consider being able to see me every moment rather than having to come at allotted times is stressful to them?”

“I don’t see what you mean,” he pauses for a second.

“Don’t worry about it, I have my plans,” you continue to sip at the drink.

Once the night was over the sun was already on the rise. You were more than happy to take over looking after your children. With a little bit of pushing, you asked the maid if until they got a little older that their room was moved close to yours.

Years seemed to pass in a flash as you expected. The children were already taking classes on how to act like proper royal children. This development leads to you forcing a meeting with your husband.

“I read all your stupid rules, and I think you should get a concubine,” you lay the piece of paper on his desk. “And before you say when will you spend time with me. Since you dragged them and me here you have only spent days with me when there were public events.”

“I’m not getting a concubine Ui.”

You could feel your anger bubble. “I will not have you dying on me forcing me to be here with you. If you die before me, do you know what happens?”

“What, what could be so terrible?”

Tears dropped faster than even noticing their burn. “You don’t remember, do you? I was abandoned because humans killed my father. I don’t have a proper name because of your selfishness. Kill the dragon, they terrorized our village, they ate our cows, they destroyed our crops, they brought bad luck. My father attacked a village because they tried to attack his cave while I was still barely a few years old. You almost killed your children to find me, do you have no remorse or am I just a beast to you?”

“Ui, maybe if he didn’t attack the village he wouldn’t have been killed,” Katsuki states.

Your heart drops. “Oh.”

Taking the item off your head you place it on the desk and try not to shout. Leaving the room your whole body shook with sobs as you tore off your shoes and made your way to your golden cage. Grabbing the old bag you pull out old clothes and start gathering them.

“Your Majesty, what’s wrong?” The head maid asks, looking at the mess you’ve caused.

“I’m leaving. I can’t do this. I plead and I beg but he won’t listen. He never hears what I say,” it hurt to speak as the tears continued to rain down. “Dragons don’t leave the one they love unless it’s to raise young. But when he dies I will have to abandon my children possibly to commit suicide.”

“What are you talking about? You can’t just leave your majesty,” she tries to help you up but you push her away from fear she may be harmed from the tears.

“I can’t, I don’t want to hurt either of them. But what can I do? Humans shouldn’t interact with dragons, their lives are so fleeting that it’s just sand in the desert for us.”

She looks at you and sighs.

“I’m coming along.”

“But-“

“No but’s, my job is to raise the children, and I’ll help you if it’s the last thing I do. I am an elf so I’ll live long enough,” she starts packing things.

You couldn’t argue with her about logistics, Elves did live longer lives closer to that of dragons. She gathered your things and got things for the children. You told her that money was no problem since your horde was much more than you needed.

But as you were getting ready to leave, a particular green-haired knight stops you. Blocking the exit you frown.

“Izuku, don’t do this.”

“Ui, please you can’t just leave him again.” He pleads.

You stand still and just sit on the ground. “Fine, then I won’t leave. I’ll stay right here.”

He was confused at this sentiment. But you didn’t argue or add anything. You stayed on the floor kneeling for fourteen days. Many were concerned about this notion since the second day. But it seemed to fade from their minds when thinking you didn’t need food. The twins would try to copy you but were unable to and got tired of the idea.

But you didn’t ignore their efforts. Happily letting them play with your hair and touch things in the room. Yohei found that sitting by you was fine, Kazuki on the other hand chose chaos. She would run rampant from one end of the room to the other.

“Mother—“

“You can call me as you did before, no one is here.” You smile at the child sitting next to you.

“Mommy, where do we come from?” Yohei’s shaky voice made you raise a brow.

You consider the implication and decide to stand. It was a little unsteady at first. You almost tripped, but quickly you changed clothes because you couldn’t stand the dresses they gave you anymore. The soft fabric felt like heaven against your skin and you let your hair fall behind you.

“Come on you two, I suppose it’s time for dragon classes,” you state while making your way to the door.

“We get to learn about dragons?” Kazuki asks as she runs up to you.

You give a slight nod before leading the children through the halls. Everyone seemed shocked that you were walking around after fourteen days of sitting. Leading the children to your library you let them sit on the couch as you look for the materials.

“Do we have homework?” Yohei asks quietly.

“No dear, I’m just gonna teach you a few things about where you came from,” you smile. “You learned about the map right?”

Kazuki nods vigorously. “Yes, we live in Leputa, it's the biggest kingdom and the most diverse.”

“It is, and you both were born in Honmei. It’s a city right at the edge of Leputa,” you point to the map.

Yohei raises a brow. “Really? Then where were you born, mommy?”

“I was born all the way up here,” you drag your finger from the city toward the mountain. “Akazu mountain. I still have a cave up here too. But I sealed it up.”

“Can we go?” Kazuki pleads.

“We can go in the winter,” you promise with a small smile. “So have your classes taught you anything about dragons?”

Yohei looks to you and then to his sister. “Teacher said that dragons are big scary creatures that can destroy cities or towns.”

You deadpan, kneading at your brow you wanted to scream. “Well, guess what? You both are Dragonborn.”

“What?” They gasp in unison.

“Mhmm, I am a dragon and your father is human. I laid an egg which had you both inside of it,” you grab your bag that sits on the table and pull the remaining shell out. “This is the small piece of your shell that I kept. The rest of it I gave to a friend for her craft.”

They stare in disbelief. “Mommy don’t lie to us.”

You roll your eyes. “So, I have a question. What makes you think that you’re not dragons?”

“Because mommy looks so human,” Kazuki declares.

Pulling your hair up you expose your ears to them. “These are not human nor elf ears. If you need me to prove it, I can transform but I’m not exactly keen on destroying a library.”

Yohei pouts. “Is that why our tears hurt the nanny?”

You pat his head gently. “Yes, that is why your tears hurt nanny.”

“So if we’re dragons, we get to live for a long time like Sir Midoriya, and nanny. Right?” Kazuki asks.

You give a nod. “Yup, when you turn 100 years old I’ll give you your proper names. I don’t have one because my mom had to go away.”

“Where did she go?”

“Um… your grandmother she… she went to a faraway place,” you decide this lie will hurt them the least.

You spot Izuku leaning against the open library door. He possessed a smile but you smirk your own.

“I have an idea, Kazuki, Yohei, do either of you wish to take the crown after your father?” You ask looking at their excited faces.

Yohei shakes his head. “I wish to stay with you mommy, Kazuki wants to be queen.”

You couldn’t help the smile. “Alright, then mommy has work to do. Tomorrow night I’ll return home so please behave for the nanny and Sir Midoriya.”

Kazuki nods furiously and Yohei gives an unsure nod. You take careful steps to the balcony.

“Come to the balcony I wish to show you something,” you wave.

Standing on the ledge you watch as they lean on the balcony standing on the nearby chair. Dropping down you carefully transform back into your dragon form. You felt a hint of pain leaving the children in the castle but you would be back tomorrow.

Once at your cave you prepared the items. Reading over the books you started digging further into your mother's nest to find more books. It would take time for you to decipher them but it would prove useful. Once sure you had everything you tied the bundle up in the large canvas and started back.

‘No reason to dilly dally.’ You thought, sitting by the entrance to seal it again.

Two creatures looked at you and you were reminded of your companion while traveling. They climbed into the bundle and you decided they could come. Once back in your section of the castle you sigh.

“Where did you go?” Katsuki hisses.

“To my cave. You stopped me from leaving forever with the children, but don’t tell me you’re going to stop me from leaving for short periods of time?” You yawn.

He looks at the bundle of canvas. “What’s that?”

“Gifts for the children. By the way, whatever teacher told our children that dragons are scary and destroy cities needs to remember who their queen is,” you narrow your eyes before going to the door.

The nanny was standing there with a bit of a sad expression. “Your highness, the princess is having a bit of a fit.”

“What happened?” You ask as the two creatures appear at your feet.

“I'd rather not say.”

Katsuki clicks his tongue. “Speak.”

She keeps her eyes down. “The princess is upset because she was informed that she cannot rule over the kingdom.”

You sigh. “Those unspoken rules I suppose, seeing as I’ve read all the written ones. I’ll tend to the children. Can you please clean these two foxes? They wish to be companions of the children.”

The little ones go to her feet. “Right away your highness.”

“What do you mean you tend to the children?”

Turning on your heel you smile. “I wonder what happened to the man who told me that he didn’t wish for me to sleep alone in a cave because I had no aspirations to see past the small towns near my cave?”

Katsuki looked at you in disbelief.

“You don’t seem to contain an iota of that man’s compassion,” you sigh before leaving. “Dragons are not to be kept in golden cages, dear husband.”

Two years passed. Kazuki and Yohei were celebrating their tenth year of life. You had spent that time teaching them from the books you found in your cave. Katsuki had allowed the visit to your cave, it gave the children a chance to flex their scales and explore as you had wished.

The second visit he allowed was going to Honmei to the house where you had lived. No guards needed to follow you but Midoriya did. You paid him no mind during that visit because now you had a plan.

“You look as beautiful as ever,” Prince Shoto smiles, giving a bow.

“You flatter me, how is the family?”

He sighs. “Doing quite well. My brother sends his regards that he couldn’t be in attendance.”

Yohei smiles wide. “Mother, when will we get to meet her?”

“Soon my dear, now hush before you ruin the surprise,” you giggle before turning to your husband.

Katsuki wore a smile but inside he was frustrated. Despite what he wanted, the words you told him two years ago still weighed heavy on his mind. But he pushed the feelings of unease away.

You stood happily greeting guests as they came to scope the royal children. Many of the courts were hesitant to have Dragonborn as the next heir but Katsuki refused a concubine. As you guide the twins to the center you smile.

Katsuki speaks to grab everyone’s attention. “I thank all who have gathered to celebrate the tenth year of my children. Please enjoy the festivities.”

He sits and you continue to stand fussing with Yohei. “Mother wants to say something too.”

“As the queen, she has the right to speak when she pleases,” he states.

You roll your eyes. “Fine. My children are just so impatient.”

Grabbing the room's attention, you send a knowing smile to Todoroki.

“I want to say thank you to the kingdom for welcoming me and allowing me to be queen these nine years. The greatest honor I could ever have is you accepting my children, so I thank you for that. I have a wonderful announcement for all to hear.” You giggle giddily with excitement.

Yohei walks in front of you and you take a deep breath. “I would like to announce a Royal engagement, between crown prince Yohei and the second princess of the Todoroki Kingdom.”

Cheers erupted as you finished. Katsuki almost broke his resolve. You were beaming brighter than you had been the entire nine years you’ve been married to him. What was it that made you smile so?

“Mother, will I get engaged soon?” Kazuki asks you quietly.

You wince slightly. “That is up to your father, I could only get permission to set up your brother’s engagement.”

“R-right, father does praise brother more,” she frowns before looking down.

“My greedy little dragon, I’ll see what I can do. Besides I’m sure you’ll be glad to know I got you those sword lessons from Sir Midoriya.” You whisper.

Her entire face lit up in excitement. By the time you guided them to bed, you were ready to face Katsuki.

In the nine years you’d been married it was the first time he visited you. Sitting on the couch you weren’t sure if he’d be angry or just confused.

“Does my queen really never wish to seek me out?” He frowns.

You were reminded yet again, that he didn’t realize he had been wrong. Now was a time as any to have him listen.

“Does my king believe that because your history has told you so everything has been as such?” You got up from the couch and went to the vanity.

Picking apart the decorations you watched him from the mirror.

“Those who do not learn from history are doomed to repeat it,” he states.

You only chuckle.

“What?”

“The human version of history is quite lucrative in variations. From the books my mother acquired it seems that your kingdom was once just a small state, that the most important thing to the king then was unity,” you brush your hair with your fingers, your scalp stung from the constant abuse from the brushes. “Dragons were once a terror on your kingdom, but the conquests eradicated all but few. Then between the kingdom and the dragon king— I suppose you’d call him— there was a peace no more dragons would be killed. If a human killed the clutch, prepare for the mother to come for them, but if a human were killed by a dragon then the hunts can begin again.”

He frowns. “How do you know this?”

“A book. The queen of the dragon king requested his return, for I suppose you didn’t know but we mate for life to one partner. Dragon or otherwise,” you sigh walking to the partition.

“I was vaguely aware of that,” he nods.

“But the princess at the time very much desired to be wed to the dragon king, the dragon queen requested he return unharmed. He didn’t.” Once free of the stuffy dress you grab the sleeping gown pulling it over your body. “The queen swore her vengeance but instead told her Children to avoid humans at all cost. Because they had already broken the treaty. She killed herself because her mate was gone. That is how all dragons are.”

His eyes were fixed on you as you walked to the bed. “You mentioned that before.”

“So the reason hatchlings aren’t raised with their fathers is because male dragons can be very aggressive when protecting a clutch. That is why mothers will lay their clutch in the most optimal location and travel from their nest to the clutch,” you elaborate.

Red eyes bore into your being.

“My father was killed just because he was a dragon, not because he attacked. I asked. The lord of that land wanted the dragon to marry his child but my father refused since he knew of me. So the lord had my father stripped of his scales and killed. But I don’t hate humans. Because I love you, I love the children, but I don’t want them to be like me.” You sigh.

“Ui. Why do you tell me this?”

“Because I thought I’d remind you of something. But you’re not listening.” Picking up one of the many pillows you examine it slowly as you ask. “Why did you bring us here? If you missed me you wouldn’t have left me alone for nine years with no visits outside of formal events.”

“I’ve been working on something, it’s none of your business.” He huffs.

You heave a sigh. “Right. Well, I’ve done all that I wish for the children. I have a mate who doesn’t care for my troubles, secrecy was tolerable before we wed. Now I see it as lying.”

Tears were already falling as you dug under the blankets. The cool metal of the blade bit into your skin. He came across as uncaring.

“Katsuki, please take care of the children. Unless you wish to be the same as I, I have no reason to continue this painful existence.” The words felt like cotton thick and hard to express as you picked up the dagger.

“What are you doing?”

First, you looked at your wrist gently placing the blade to the mark that had gotten you into this mess. Only to quickly see it fall from him hitting it out of your hand.

“Ui, stop. Why?” He pleads while holding your wrist with care.

“You said you loved me but you’re just keeping me as a trophy, I can’t go home. You know of my indifference to material items yet you try to throw them at me as an apology. The worst is you don’t give the children the time of day, not once in the nine years. Kazuki wants to be queen but you want to put Yohei on the throne when you know it’s not what he wants,” you had a limited time before the wound would begin closing, you had already decided to do this.

He blinks. “What?”

“Katsuki, what do you remember from your childhood?”

“My nanny was looking after me and my mom was ruling the kingdom.”

“What do you think the children remember? That their mother prostrated herself for months, then possibly the village that raised them but none of their father,” you shout into his face as the anger rips at your skin. “I wanted you to care for the children if you were going to rip us from our pocket of paradise.”

“I needed you close to me,” he argues.

“No, you needed me within your grasp. You wanted me in your vision so that I don’t tarnish your reputation. Maybe when we were traveling you cared for me but the moment this stupid mark appeared on either of us and you learned of my children, you decided that you needed us then locked us in a cage, like birds,” you glare.

“What do you want from me?”

You stop and push him away. “I want to be happy, I want the children to find happiness. Stop trying to follow what those people tell you is right, you know how you feel and what you want to do. But you’re disregarding the people that care for you.”

“Katsuki, Kazuki idolizes you. And Yohei, he’s such a wonderful soul but he has no desire or drive to take the throne with the current situation. If anything were to happen I’m sure he will take charge but currently, both the children are very strong. I wanted…”

Katsuki looks at you for a moment before sitting on the ground, he takes your hands in his. “What do you want?”

“I wanted a family, I wanted you and I to spend time together,” you state. “The children need you as much as I need you. Just spend time with us. I know you hate when I bring up the idea of a concubine, but possibly consider expanding the definition of who you consider under your rule. Because by law I’m not even considered the queen among your court, I and the children are considered pets.”

He blinks.

“I- I don’t care anymore. I’ll live as your queen,” you shake your head. “But I suppose I’ll have to take over properly teaching the children about dragons. Thank you for reminding me how greedy humans are.”

“Ui i-

“Drop it. Please,” you plead, pushing his hand away. “It’s too late.”

After their tenth birthday you finally took a much bigger role. Demonstrations, talking, public speeches, visiting public spaces and helping where you could. You became a well known person in society despite the court still not acknowledging you as a citizen. Izuku taught Kazuki everything he could, and Yohei took to learning the ins, outs, and back doors of politics.

“Mom, are you sure we can fly?” Kohei frowns as he adjusts his jacket.

“Of course you can, you’re the prince of dragons baby,” you smile happily.

Kazuki blinks. “Wait what?”

You nod slowly. “My father was the king of dragons, and my mother the queen. Since they passed, I became queen of the dragons. So even if your father’s kingdom didn’t accept you, you could rule over the dragons.”

“Why are you telling us this now?”

“I didn’t think before you became fifteen either of you would want that role. Since humans tried to kill us before. And if a human learned of this before you could control your abilities they might have tried to kill you,” you state. “I wouldn’t stand for that.”

“Does father know?” Kazuki frowns.

You look up to the balcony nearby. “He does now.”

The children looked up seeing their father, the look in his eyes as he stood by the rail was rather complicated. Mouth opened as if he had planned on speaking, but his eyes were wide as if finally realizing something. The reason for your outbursts, the true reason why you had been fighting against him constantly. Izuku was a few steps behind him as if trying to stop him. You could see the anger bubbling up in his stance as he turned away, the last look of him in that moment was angry and betrayed.

“Do you still wanna practice flying or did you want to wait a little bit?” You ask, looking at the two children.

“Yes.” “No.”

You’re usually excited child looked upset, and as she looked to where her father had been you gently pat her head. “Take your time, I didn’t start flying until I was in my teens.”

Yohei on the other hand looked ecstatic. “How do I do it?”

Letting your daughter sit you began slowly instructing your son on how to do it, first calling on his wings and pulling them out for the first time. Then showing him how to push himself off the ground. He was practically a natural, with the same white and blue scales as you. You did end the lesson early and went to deal with the usual tasks.

Katsuki sat in your office watching as she sorted through papers and gave orders to the few people who were willing to listen to you. Why was he just watching you?

“When were you gonna tell me?” He frowns.

“I didn’t, I was going to continue slowly meeting with my court and appoint a new leader if the children weren’t interested. The only thing I’d need to do was raise them for a few years and tell them the story,” you put your pen back in the inkwell.

This makes him pause. “That story…”

“Yes, it’s the bedtime story told to all young royal dragons. I was just the one that failed to realize its true meaning since my parents died so soon.” This was becoming annoying, talking in circles for this to work. “If you want Yohei to take the throne Katsuki I do not mind, but I’d prefer our son to do something he wants to do. If you won’t let Kazuki do as she wishes in this kingdom I will make her the heir of dragons and have my previously decided companion be her surrogate father, once we both die.”

Katsuki sighs, he opens his mouth and quickly closes it. His jaw was tight before finally. “I had no idea.”

“You never asked,” sitting back in the chair you shake your head. “As I said, I will be the queen you desire. Only sticking to my own matters and I’ve already fulfilled one requirement as your queen.”

“I didn’t-

Then he looks at you as if he realized something. “Companion?”

“Yes, as the princess I was engaged to the youngest red dragon. He resides rather close to here. Though he also was barely lucky to keep his parents, trying to get a baby dragon to keep a form is difficult as far as I know,” you explain. “We can shapeshift and because we often only mate with other creatures, leftover effects can make things difficult later in the bloodline. Are you hung up about me meeting him?”

“Of course I am,” he frowns.

Standing up you take a breath. “Until about a few months ago you paid me no mind whatsoever, if I didn’t care for my hatchlings I would have killed myself much sooner. We don’t just hoard money and knowledge, Katsuki.”

Katsuki blinks. You could see the gears in his head moving. “So you have more of those.”

“Of course I do, but the more time that passes the harder that is going to become. But you wouldn’t leave me alone, you were so greedy that you wanted me in your grasp.” You huff, but for some reason something was different about Katsuki.

Staring at him you frown, what was different about him? You wait, almost expecting something to happen when it hit you.

“Katsuki I’ve looked as far back as I can as the queen, but… are you not completely human?”

He narrows his eyes. “What gave you that idea?”

“Something is different, either you are not you. Or you’re awakening to something? Wait… you’re a godling aren’t you?”

“What?”

“A godling, they are children created from the union of a god and another creature of our world. They are given god paths by their parent usually so they may ascend if they desire. You’ve always had a faint smell of smoke to you, but it’s been much stronger today,” you sigh, shaking your head. “But that’s impossible. The gods haven’t had a godling since the last one was killed. Fifty years ago.”

He was quiet during your entire explanation. Not a word of disagreement. The window opened and two figures appeared.

“My, isn’t your wife adorable,” a woman bearing a strong resemblance to Katsuki hugs you tightly.

“Leave hag.”

The man standing next to Katsuki shakes his head. “Now that’s no way to talk to your mother, had it not been for her I’m sure you would never have realized we planned this for your path.”

“I’m so sorry my son is so stupid as to not communicate properly.” She apologizes, still hugging you as if she were your own mother. “I’m also sorry about what led you to meeting him, we cannot control the people and how the decisions they make. All we can do is hope our little ones can fix the world before they ascend, or even after.”

You shake your head. “It’s fine, I understand. There was no helping it, at this point I know that every few generations the dragons are cursed to love humans. They are very precious and adorable creatures.”

His father nods. “Indeed humans are adorable creatures indeed. But we didn’t come here to simply meet our daughter in law. We came to announce that your god path will end soon.”

He gives Katsuki a roll of paper.

“Katsuki , that is your last task. It depends on you entirely how long it takes, as long as you meet all the conditions then you will be a god,” His mother smiles as she gives you another squeeze. “And you, my dear little queen, need to cease this desire of ending your life early. Everything will play out in your favor, even the gods are devastated by how the humans continue to treat the dragons and have given their gifts to continue your protection.”

Just as quickly as they appeared, they left. Leaving you and Katsuki alone in your office. The events of the past few minutes made your head swim, questions flood in mixing with your thoughts about what you had been doing and this made you look at the man who was standing across from you. The gods only interfere when they feel they absolutely must, you’ve always been told not to expect any help from them. That was just the way dragons were. So as you look at your husband, the man that you love more than your own life and would give your own freedom for if he had only been the important person in your life. But now that you had children you had to think about them, to protect them from what you thought of as a danger.

“I don’t know how to feel about the information that I know now,” you mumble. “You may stay here if you wish but I need some time.”

Looking at him for a moment you push all the documents into a drawer locking it, to then leave him alone in your office.

Katsuki hesitated to open the paper, he’d done a lot in these ten short years. He thought he did the right thing as the king, he thought he was doing the right thing. Looking at the scroll he took a breath before reading it.

«Take a step back and look at what has come to pass»

Frowning, Katsuki reads the rest of the note and looks toward the window. But he’d already been trying to look at what has come to pass. There was only so much he could do there had to be a reason for this. Confused, he followed the order for once. Ever since he’d started on his god path he’d gone against every task that was given to him until he was told to find you. From the moment he was brought back to his kingdom he didn’t want to do what the maker told him, he didn’t wish to become a god on the path that was paved for him. Initially wanted to go his own path.

While in his office Katsuki wasn’t used to his children coming in to see him but he found that as his daughter walked in he was reminded of you. Kazuki hesitated but her voice didn’t shake.

“Father, did you truly not know mother was a dragon?”

She was much bigger than he remembered, children do grow over time. “No, I wasn't aware. I thought she was-

“Human? The books mother gave us when Yohei and I were younger mentioned that dragons always have an abnormality when they take on a human guise, a trait passed from the first queen. Mother has scales along her sides,” she states. “I have scale patches behind my ears, Yohei has scales covering his back. Did you truly not know or did you ignore it?”

Katsuki frowns. “Let me ask you a question, why do you want to be queen?”

“So the people that tried to treat my mother like she was disposable will have no other option but to show her the respect she deserves,” she didn’t hesitate, Kazuki had a look in her eyes that Katsuki had never seen in you.

“You don’t need to be queen for that to happen,” he sighs. “It seems that I’ve been too complacent in this treatment of you and your mother. Tomorrow you will be sitting in meetings with me.”

“Why?”

He looks at the young girl. “My heir should learn directly from the source right? You learn from me, your brother will learn from your mother.”

You stood on the other side of the office door confused. What was going on? For a few weeks Katsuki had been making odd decisions, and you weren’t sure if it had something to do with his tasks, or something else. It wasn’t like you could read his mind, you weren’t even at his side most of the time. How would you know what hes thinking when the only time you ever talked to him was during an argument?

This felt weird. Like instructed Yohei shadowed you in your duties and you began inviting a bit of the dragon court to talk about motions going forward. None of the nobility seemed to argue openly about this. That was until the meeting that was held to welcome foreign diplomats for the King’s birthday celebration, which was annoying since it lasted so long. You had complained when celebrating the children’s birthdays because it felt so long to you. And like a waste of money. But you were surprised as you sat in your chair next to Katsuki.

“I suppose it’s time to address a few things.” He yawned, he looked exhausted. Aside from the fact that he demanded you start sleeping in the same wing as him, every once in a while since the tenth birthday of the twins you had to share a bed. But the weeks leading up to today he never came to sleep. “As much as I’d like to linger on things and explain everything I will not be. It’s too much work, plus I have more pressing matters to attend to. First.”

Midoirya, who was holding something, walks closer to Katsuki and hands him the paper? You and the entire room gasped when it disappeared in smoke.

“I’ve made revisions to the laws, a lot of them were a bit… outdated. Any being: Human, Leonid, Tiefling, Elf or otherwise, is welcome in our country and can become a citizen. This includes dragons.” he states. “Meaning my queen has and will always be recognized as such in history. My children have every right to the crown, but thats not all.”

The knights grabbed six nobles. “You are all exiled from this country, for conspiring against the crown. Not many are aware, but my Queen is also the ruler of Dragons, for the trouble these seven have caused I leave their punishments to the dragon court. You as the ones to guide the young dragon queen are always welcome in this kingdom.”

“Second, I think it best to put a limit in how long someone can rule over this kingdom.” He sighs. “We all know humans have the shortest life spans. Therefore, depending on their race the monarch will only rule for a certain time or until their heir comes of age. Dragons do not come of age until they are one hundred years old. We need to adjust things since mt heirs are neither completely human or completely dragon. Fifty years sounds good.”

You weren’t surprised that more people joined the room. Two familiar faces walk up.

“That was definitely different. So how long should a god rule over humans, Katsuki?” A young looking woman crossed her arms as her antlers stood high over her.

“I’ve been ruling for ten years now, so I’ll finish my reign in thirty years, to help my wife rule over the dragons.”

Standing up you had half a mind to hit him, half a mind. But instead you roll your eyes. “I’m not going to be enjoying this am I?”

“This will be a truly interesting time while the god of war and fire rules over a kingdom.” an older gentleman chuckles.

Interesting indeed.

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