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@ofjewelblue / continued from here.

thankfully, instead of an estate worker, it was gudren who happened to walk past and damon called her attention to the room to tend to a bleeding, unwell katherine. what more could he have done? the eldest salvatore watched, worried, as katherine's maid assisted her and even tried to whisk her away, only for katherine to come running right back to his arms. in any other circumstance, damon would have been pleased to see such take place — she wanted him, wanted to be near him. what he didn't expect was what came after such sudden approach.

there's no time for a groan or any other sound for that matter, damon, instead of pushing her away, instead held her close until his own limbs began to give out. the sound of his body hitting the ground was, most likely, audible on the lower floor. after all, damon was a rather built individual — and he had the army to thank for such stature. for a few moments, there was nothing but pitch black. damon salvatore was immobile in his bedroom floor, with his head atop katherine's lap as she desperately tried to bring him around to his senses.

it would take a few moments for damon's eyes to blink open. he gasped for air as he came to, eyes darting around the room. what had happened? looking up, he sees a distraught katherine and a concerned gudren, but that is as much as he understands. “ what happened? ” he frowns as he tries to sit up, though... he much appreciates the way katherine is tenderly holding him, so he does not push for such space.

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DEN OF THE DRAGON | PART ONE

Pairing: Knight Kuroo Tetsurou x fem!reader

Genre: Smut, Fluff & Angst if you squint.

Warnings: Mentions of abuse, Mentions of blood, Unprotected sex, Violence, Possesivnes, Dominance, Foul language, Arranged marriage,

Word Count: 8,0k

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Author's Note: Part one is officially live! The first 2/3 follows the general plot of "Under The Oak Tree", but branches off from there. All creds to the original author. This is also my contribution to this month's collab with the Church of Meian, full masterlist HERE so you can read the other writer's works. Also big thanks to my muse, my soulmate @xmyshya for cheering me on with this idea <3

Synopsis: After being away on a campaign for three years, knight Kuroo returns as a renowned knight. Arriving at Astos, he's ready to get back to his wife [Y/N] and continue where they left off...

WORDLIST!

Headow Castle is located in the city of Astos, located in the Paglor Kingdom. It is a luxurious castle, ruled by none other than Duke [y/l/n]. He is a powerful man, and with power comes even greater wealth. The Duke had two daughters. [y/n] and her younger sister Emeline. No one had ever seen the Duke’s eldest daughter. Ever since birth she’d been fragile, had gotten easily sick, and had been kept locked up in her chambers, away from the filthy world.

People thought the Duke kept her there to protect her from diseases and war, but he had her locked up because to him, [y/n] was someone who’d only bring the [y/l/n] name ruin and tragedy. Having a daughter that was so fragile made her useless at being able to ever bear a healthy heir to her future husband, or so her father always claimed...

Three years ago, the Duke had arranged a marriage between [y/n] and a lower-class knight named Tetsurou Kuroo. The Duke did this so he could save his knights from having to enter the dragon campaign that King Yasufumi had requested. Instead, he sent Tetsurou and his Temple Knights to fight the notorious killer dragon Charlzred, The Dead who had awoken from his 1000-year slumber and was reeking havoc in all the seven Kingdoms: Paglor, Ustrium, Brudor, Athon, Eglaria, Gudren, and Uchurg.

To the Duke’s surprise, Tetsurou had slain the dragon and was no longer a lower-class knight. The king had granted Tetsurou the title of Hero Swordmaster and he was now a renowned knight of all of the seven kingdom was blessed with wealth beyond imagination.

This infuriated the Duke. The hero was married to his useless daughter and rumors were going around that the king had offered Tetsurou his daughter to him, and the church had agreed to grant him a divorce if he wanted to.

You stand by the window, watching and waiting for your husband’s return. You’re a nervous wreck, and you knew this would infuriate your father. You always disappointed him, and every time you did you would feel his wrath by getting hit by him. You couldn’t help that you were the way you were or that your body betrayed you. As you waited for your husband, you recalled the last time you saw him.

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It was your wedding night. You were sitting in the bridal chambers, waiting for the arrival of your husband. Your maids had prepared everything. You were wearing only a silk nightgown, knowing that it would be removed almost immediately upon his arrival. You recall the words that your father had uttered just before you entered the chambers.

“This is your chance to prove your worth. If you mess this up, you won’t get away with a light punishment.”

A knock on the door interrupted your thoughts and you quickly stood up and laced your hands together in front of you.

Tetsurou Kuroo was a well-built man. Broad shoulders, double your size, with a thick neck and arms. His face was stone cold, emotionless as he entered the chambers. He strode with pride towards you.

“I know you find me horrendous, but we must do our duty to each other,” he came to a halt when he was only inches in front of you. “If you do not want this, I will not force you, so speak now. Do you want me to leave?”

His voice was as calm and composed as he. His eyes showed no emotion, only that he was looking at you and waiting for an answer.

“N-No,” you replied, shaking your head, your hands trembling with nerves.

“Then we must fulfill our marital duties,” he replied and took off his black cotton tunic, exposing his muscular abs. You closed your eyes as he removed your clothing, leaving you exposed to him. The only man that had ever seen you naked. You tried to even out your breathing, but your nerves were getting the upper hand.

“Just bear it, even if you don’t want to,” he spoke close to your ears as he lifted your body and carried it towards the bed, placing you softly on the white covers. “I won’t be able to hold back.”

Tetsurou took your virginity like a dragon who burns his prey alive.

The next morning, you woke up alone in your bed; Tetsurou had already left to join the dragon campaign.

To seal your marriage to each other and for proof, your father had a priest sent in to locate the virgin blood that had been spilled on the sheets.

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The doors to your chambers open and disrupt your memory. In walks your father with two of his servants right behind him. You bow and don’t dare to look at him, afraid that he will give you a beating. You don’t need to look at him to know he is furious.

“That damn low-life knight, thinking he’s so big and strong now that he killed a mighty dragon,” he mutters as he walks around the room, coming to a halt a few inches from you. “And look at you, an eyesore to everyone. Pathetic.” His words cut deep into your soul; they always do. You had for over 20 years tried to please your father, but you never could.

“It’s likely that Tetsurou is coming here so he can divorce you, now that the king has offered him Princess Eleanora’s hand in marriage.” There’s a quick pause before he continues. “It’s your job to make sure he doesn’t go ahead with it.”

“Yes, father.”

“No wonder he wants to divorce you, look at you. God, you should’ve just died as your mother, you’re just as useless as her. Giving me a terrible heir. Did you even please him enough on your wedding night? Maybe that’s why—”

“I-I pleased him. I swear, or I think. I-I tried father, I really did. H-He then left for the dragon campaign before I could—”

“SILENCE!”

You flinch, and just as the Duke is about to hit you, another servant comes running, announcing the arrival of Tetsurou and the Templar Knights.

“Tssk. You’re lucky you’re saved. Tell Tetsurou to meet me in the reception hall, I need to have a chat with him before he meets his useless wife.” Your father leaves, as do his servants. You sigh in relief as they go.

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“Lady Kuroo, your husband requests your presence in the reception hall,” a maid announces as she enters your chambers. You quickly stand up from your sitting position and follow the maid as she leads you to the hall where he waits for you.

When you enter the hall, it’s empty. You’re about to turn around to your maid and ask where he is but she’s no longer there. Sighing, you walk towards the window to look at the scenery outside. You’re barely in this room—you barely leave your chambers and this is a nice change of scenery for you.

You feel him before he speaks; he doesn’t need to make a sound. His whole body and personality ooze with masculinity.

“Well, this is a sight to behold.” Turning around you finally spot your husband. He’s just as handsome as you remember. He’s wearing metal armor and a red tunic that’s fastened on his shoulders and falls onto the back. A belt around his waist holds his sword in place. His hair is still as messy as you remember, black as the night, and his eyes are like a hidden treasure.

He strides closer to you with dominant steps, and you try hard to start a conversation with the man. You’re too nervous to form words. You don’t want your husband to see you as your father does.

“I- Um. S-So… S-So you came back safely,” you finally muster, your hands trembling. Tetsurou scowls and clenches his jaw, and in mere seconds he places his hand on your lower back and pulls you close to him, chest against chest.

“Yes, I returned safely. You could at least pretend to be happy to see me.” He releases you from his hold and turns around, rubbing his temples with his fingers. You’re now facing his broad back. “I feel like I’ve returned as a monster.”

Just as he’s about to walk away you grab a hold of his tunic, making him stop.

“N-No, don’t,” you call out, making him tilt his head towards you. “I-I was nervous and… Didn’t know what to say,” you confess. He lets out a sigh that makes you flinch and you tilt your head down, looking at the marble floor, afraid to see his expression.

Tetsurou reaches for your face and palms it with his left hand, his right one going around your waist and pulling you closer to him.

“Damn it!” He swears and crashes his lips against yours, invading his tongue in your mouth, his tongue violating yours in a way it never has before. He walks both of you to the seating area and lays you down on the soft sofa, never breaking contact with your mouth.

Your body tenses as you begin to panic from his sudden action. Your hands go out to his armour, trying to hold on to something. You’re scared, just like you were the first time with him. He’s bigger than you and you know that fighting him off would be in vain. You hear your father’s words in your head again. You need to allow him this or he is going to divorce you. Even if it kills you, you just have to endure it.

His heavy frame is pushing you down on the cushions, and you clench your thighs together. You didn’t know that his kiss could make you feel like this, like a sinner in church.

Tetsurou parts your legs with his knee and strokes your thigh, pulling up your floor-length dress to expose your bare skin to him. But it all comes to an abrupt halt when he pulls your dress down and turns his head around toward the spot where one of his knights has arrived.

“Why are you peeping, Tsukki?”

“How could I’ve known you’d be engaging in this kind of activity in the reception hall, sir.”

“Get out! Now!”

“The carriage is ready. You said yourself that you didn’t want to waste time here.”

“Tell them to wait.”

You can only listen to the conversation between the two men and hide behind your hands, ashamed that someone walked in on the two of you. Tetsurou sits up and scratches his head as his knight walks out, leaving the two of you alone again.

“I’m sorry. That wasn’t my intention.” He looks ready to leave, making you anxious. “You heard him. We’re leaving.”

“L-Leaving? Wait. Leaving where?” Anxiety rises and you try to reach for him. If he leaves, you’re afraid that your father will beat you to death. You have to make him choose you over the princess.

He ignores your question as he stands up on his feet. “Have your maid pack your things. You’re coming with me.”

“I’m coming too?”

“Are you suggesting I should go alone?”

“N-no, certainly not. I didn’t mean to—” His hand clamps around your wrist and he pulls you with him. You’re barely able to keep up with his fast steps. “W-Where… Where are we going?”

“My land. Where you should’ve been all along.”

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The ride in the carriage is silent. Tetsurou sits in front of you, looking outside as the carriage moves slowly. On the other hand, you are watching him, wondering why he is taking you with him and where his land is located. Your mind also wanders as to why he would refuse to marry a princess. Princess Eleanora was a beautiful woman, so why would he want you? A useless eyesore of a wife.

It’s amazing that he even remembers me. He’s only tied to me out of responsibility. The princess would suit him so much better.

Out of the corner of your eye, you spot Headow Castle. You had never seen it from the outside before. You smile as you watch the luxurious building, your eyes twinkling. It’s your first time out of the castle and it sure is magnificent.

“It’s so pretty,” you breathe out, your face and fingers touching the window of the carriage.

“Ahem.” You turn your head and glance at Tetsurou, who sits watching you. Afraid that you might have overstepped your boundaries, you pull back and tilt your head down, lacing your fingers in your lap.

“Am I horrible?” He asks.

“P-Pardon?”

“Is being with me such a horrible thing?”

“N-No, that’s not—”

“Then what is it?”

“It’s just that… I-I’ve never been outside like this or in a carriage before.”

“Listen,” he sighs. “I don’t know much about you, and you probably don’t know much about me either. But we’re going to spend the rest of our lives together, and yet, my presence makes you tremble.”

“W-We are?”

“Aren’t married couples supposed to live together for the rest of their lives?” There’s a pause before he continues. “Even I, a mere peasant, know the importance of marriage vows. But it seems they hold no weight to you.”

“H-Hold no weight? No, no that’s not…”

“If not that, then what is it? You’ve lived in the Headow Castle for three years while I was away, fighting like a maniac when you should’ve been living in my land, in my castle. I shouldn’t have to fetch you from your father. You should’ve just been at Staerdale from the beginning.”

“B-But I didn’t know where your land was.”

“Don’t act stupid, don’t lie. I sent my men to your castle so they could escort you.”

“Y-You did? I didn’t know. I-I’m sorry.”

“You might not care for my land, but I do. It holds a very special place in my heart and it was your duty as the lady of the castle to be there.”

“No one ever told me,” you whisper and clench your eyes shut, afraid that you’ll shed tears if you keep them open.

“And to make matters worse, what were you going to do if you were pregnant? Huh? The child would’ve been the Heir to Staerdale, yet you—”

Suddenly the carriage comes to a halt and the ground shakes, making you lose your balance. Your eyes flash open and Tetsurou is quickly at your side to catch you.

“SIR! MANTICORES!” A knight shouts.

“DAMN IT! MAKE KENMA PUT A SHIELD ON THE CARRIAGE FIRST!” Tetsurou shouts back. He places you firmly on the seat and bursts open the carriage door.

“Whatever happens, do not come out. Understood?” He doesn’t let you answer as he closes the door quickly after he exit. “Why the hell are they this far out?” He mumbles as he draws his sword.

You can hear the heavy footsteps outside and the shrieks and roars of the manticores being slain. You’re scared, and you don’t think you’ve never been this scared before. You quickly pull your knees to your chest and hug them close to your body.

Allerthon forest is crawling with monsters. It is the biggest forest in all of Paglor and you know that you have to travel through it to get to certain locations. You had never imagined that this would happen so quickly after leaving Astos.

You find the courage to take a peek outside and see that a gang of goblins has now gathered around the carriage and tried to enter. This makes you let out a scream of terror that Tetsurou immediately hears. He quickly rushes to the carriage and slashes all of the heads of the goblins with one strike, blood splattering everywhere. Tetsurou meets your gaze and sees how your eyes roll back, and you fall onto the floor of the carriage.

“[Y/N]!” He screams, but too late as you drift off.

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You open your eyes and are met by a pair of hazel eyes looking back at you. Your head is throbbing, but you quickly ignore it, sitting yourself up against the headboard.

“Are you feeling alright?” Tetsurou asks as he walks to a table near the bed. You look around and don’t recognize the place.

“Where am I?”

“We’re at an inn near Trego,” he replies as he walks back to you, taking a seat at the edge of the bed and handing you a mug with water. “After you fainted, we got out of the woods and came here.”

“I-I’m sorry.”

“Drink some water, you need to keep yourself hydrated.”

“You’re not mad?”

“Why would I be mad? Drink up.” You don’t answer him, quickly chugging down the water, the cold liquid traveling through your body and causing you to shiver. Tetsurou goes up to fetch you some food.

“You probably fainted from seeing me slash the goblins’ heads off. Are you hurt?”

“N-No. I’m fine.” You take another look around the room and quickly realize that you don’t spot your clothes anywhere. Looking down, you see that you’re not wearing your dress either, only a thin tunic. You quickly pull the covers over yourself, trembling as you try to cover up.

“What is it? Is something wrong?” You don’t reply, only feeling the soft material hugging your body. “Are you feeling sick? I’ll send in a healer.”

“N-No, no. It’s just that… I’m not… clothed.” You say as you reveal your face to him, face flushing hot.

“You have a tunic though.”

“But it’s not mine.”

“Of course not, that’s my tunic.”

“But where are m-my clothes?”

“I thought you couldn’t breathe so I ripped your clothes. I had no idea that the top and bottom straps were connected so when you started to turn blue all of a sudden, I had to rip it all off. Don’t worry, I’ll send a maid in here tomorrow with new undergarments and a dress.” He places a tray with what looks like vegetable soup and a piece of bread on your lap. “There’s no point in hiding, I saw everything when I cleaned you up. Who do you think changed you?”

“M-My undergarments got ripped too?”

“You can borrow mine if you need them. Besides, we spent a night together three years ago so I know what your body looks like. It’s imprinted in my brain.”

“N-No thank you.” Besides, his would probably be too big on you anyway, you think. You sit in silence and eat the delicious soup that Tetsurou gave you, but you can only manage to eat a quarter of it, not feeling hungry. The image of Tetsurou slashing the goblins’ heads off makes it hard to eat.

“Why aren’t you eating? You’ve barely eaten half of it.”

“I-I’m not hungry.”

“It’s gonna be a pain in the ass to satisfy you. I can already tell,” he sighs. His words make you anxious, almost to the brink of agony. Of course, he doesn’t want you, you think. He never wanted to marry you in the first place. Tetsurou is facing the wall when you finally ask him the question you wanted to ask him back in Astos.

“Why are you taking me with you?”

“What do you mean?” Tetsurou clenches his jaw tightly as he turns around to face you.

“I know you didn’t want to marry me. So I don’t really know why you’re taking me with you. If… If you want a divorce I’d rather you tell me now.” With your trembling hands, you squeeze the covers and wait for him to reply.

“Did you just fucking say divorce?” You don’t dare to look at him, but you can hear in his voice that he’s agitated. Suddenly, both of his hands grab hold of your shoulders harshly.

“Were you with another man while I was off fighting for my life?” He almost screams.

“N-No!”

“Then why would you bring up a divorce?” His hold on you loosens a bit.

“E-Everyone said that when you came back that you’d divorce m-me and m-marry the royal princess, so I assumed—” You can’t finish your sentence as tears start to stream down your face. Of course he wouldn’t want you.

Sighing, Tetsurou scoops you up and places you on his lap bridal style. He softly starts kissing your tears away.

“I don’t know what silly rumors you’ve heard, but I turned down that proposal a long time ago.”

“Y-You did?”

“Yeah. I did. What kind of man would I be to accept such an offer when I swore a sacred vow before God?”

“But she’s the princess… She’s very beautiful.”

“Have you met Eleanora?” You shake your head. “She’s stubborn and relentless. I can’t stand women like that. Besides, palace life never suited me.” There’s a pause before he continues. “Are the rumors just an excuse for a divorce?”

If your father found out you were the one who divorced the hero of Paglor, he’d definitely have your head, and you didn’t want a divorce. You wanted to work this out, one way or another. You shake your head once again, your voice unable to speak.

“We are husband and wife,” Tetsurou says as he connects his forehead against yours. “Stop worrying. No matter what they say I’ll never divorce you. And never mention this again, I won’t tolerate it.”

Tetsurou places his hand on your bare thigh and slowly slides it up towards your most private part.

“N-No, wait.” He places you on the bed and removes the covers around your body. You try to cover yourself with his tunic, but you know it won’t work. “H-Hey.”

“Tetsurou.”

“What?”

“My name is Tetsurou. Not ‘hey’. You do know your husband’s name, don’t you?”

“I—” He doesn’t let you answer as he crushes his lips with yours, this time in a more passionate kiss. His lips travel down your jaw and he stops by your neck, leaving wet kisses all over. You don’t know what to make of this. You turn away which makes Tetsurou stop.

“You don’t want this?” He questions you. “We’re married, but I won’t force myself on you and do anything against your will.”

You watch him closely. This time you’ve actually talked to him and you want to be a good wife that can please your husband.

“I-I do want this… I just…”

“I’ll be as gentle as I can,” he interrupts you and starts peeling off his clothes before he takes off yours. Once you’re both naked, he lifts your body and places you higher up on the bed, your head landing on the soft pillow. His lips land on yours, and he’s quick with invading you mouth, stroking every corner of your mouth. This time, you try to follow suit as he takes the command. His large hands caress your body: thighs, waist, breasts, until they land on your most private part.

“T-Tetsu—”

“Relax. I promise you’ll enjoy it.” His voice is dark and filled with hunger. His thumb starts to lightly rub figure eights on your clit and you clench your thighs together. It feels good, almost too good as you try to relax your body.

“You’re beautiful [y/n]. Now, spread your legs for me,” he compliments you as your body relaxes even more. You spread your legs and feel his manhood poke your inner thigh as his index finger slips inside your wet and aching cunt. You let out a whimper and try to hide your face with your arms.

“Don’t hold back. You don’t have to hide,” he speaks with a rough voice as he starts sucking on your nipple, his index finger going in and out of you at an even pace. He has barely touched you and you feel like a mess, your body reacting in a way it never has before.

Tetsurou curls his finger upwards and hits your delicate g-spot, making you let out a loud moan. You try to cover your mouth, but with his free hand, he pins both of your hands over your head. He starts to quicken his pace and adds another finger, thrusting deeper and harder with his fingers. He revels in how your juices are covering his thick digits, your walls clamping around them.

“Hold me tight, I’m not going to hurt you,” he speaks as he releases your arms, and you curl them around his neck. He removes his fingers from your opening and places both of his hands between your head, bracing himself as his thick girth enters you in one swift motion.

“God! I’ve missed this,” Tetsurou moans out and braces himself on his elbows, needing to be closer to you. He crashes his lips against yours again. “You feel amazing [y/n],” he moans when he pulls back and you can only reply with a returned moan. His breath fans your face and his heavy breathing echoes in your ear. The way he slowly fucks you is agonizing; it’s not enough. You need more.

You place your hands on his broad and muscular back, creating half-moons with your nails as Tetsurou quickens his pace. His girth goes in and out of your wet and tight hole, leaving you creaming juices all over his delicious cock. The sound of your lovemaking is the only thing that could be heard in the room.

Tetsurou listens as you moan into his ear, clearly showing how good he’s making you feel. He can’t feel anything else, only you and the way your walls clamp around him tightly when the head of his cock brushes your g-spot. He pulls his throbbing girth out, leaving only the head at your wet entrance before he thrusts himself back in, fully sheathing himself. Then he repeats the process over and over again.

Your legs wrap around his waist and hug him closer to you, giving him better and easy access to go even deeper. He pushes his length in all the way and hits your cervix, making you cry out.

“Fuck [y/n], I’m gonna cum.” You moan louder as he goes deeper inside you, an unfamiliar feeling erupting in your lower abdomen. You clamp harder around him and just as you’re about to say something, Tetsurou groans loudly, his palms fisting the sheets.

“Tetsu~” You moan into his ear as you finally release around his thick cock. Tears fall down your cheeks from climaxing, and you feel like you’re on cloud nine. His seed spills into you and you feel as though you can’t breathe, completely full and filled with him.

Tetsurou is gasping, fighting to catch his breath as he tries to get his breathing to normal. Minutes pass by, Tetsurou and you are breathing in sync. You drown in this moment, letting it imprint in your brain as you both calm down from orgasming.

“Do you know how hard it was to leave you three years ago?” He lifts his head and locks gazes with you, setting his forehead against yours. “This is all I could think about while I was stuck in that hellhole. Me, touching you… and you coming completely undone in my arms.” His confession makes your heart flutter. You smile softly at him and he responds with an equally gentle smile.

“Be still, I’m going to clean you up.” He plants a soft and gentle kiss on your lips then pulls away from you, leaving you empty. Your body feels as though it’s been through a lot the past twenty-four hours. Your eyelids are heavy, but you try to keep them open, not wanting the moment to disappear just yet.

How someone as big as he is could be this gentle was beyond you. Thinking that you might’ve judged him too quickly, you have an inner battle with how you’re going to approach him in the future.

Tetsurou quickly returns with a wet cloth and starts to clean you up, but still being sensitive, you jerk at his touch on your most private part.

“I guess I tired you out,” he smirks as he notices how your energy is completely drained. Having no control over your body, you can’t help but shut your eyes as sleep consumes you.

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The morning sun shines brightly into the room, waking you up from your slumber. You groan, not wanting to get up yet, and try to change positions in bed, but are stuck. Something heavy is lying on top of you, holding you still.

You slightly turn your head around and see Tetsurou lying behind you, his bare chest pressing against your bare back. You can’t help yourself as you admire his soft expression when he sleeps, looking so content and calm.

You turn around so you can admire him more closely. He must be tired after being at war for three years, you think.

Your body moves on its own as you start to caress his cheek with your index finger, feeling the stubble on his chin.

Suddenly, his eyes flash open and you turn around, hiding your embarrassed expression.

“Oh, um… G-Good morning Tetsurou.”

“Morning indeed,” he answers and curls his arms around your frame, pulling you towards him again. “Did you sleep well?”

“I slept fine.” He presses a kiss onto your nape, making your stomach flutter. “Are you in any pain?”

“N-No, I’m fine.” Thinking back to the first time you and Tetsurou had intercourse, this time was different. Maybe it’s because this time, you won’t be separated. This time, he’ll stay and not disappear into thin air.

“Did you enjoy last night?” He asks as he leaves a trail of kisses on your nape, the feeling of his lips making you shiver, goosebumps covering your whole body.

Thinking of how the night before was, you can’t remember feeling any remorse. You enjoyed it. The way he filled you up neatly and made you feel good, as though your whole body was burning makes you want to do it again.

You nod, forgetting that he had asked a question. Still embarrassed to look at his expression.

“Good. For me, it was heaven,” he expresses as he lays you down with your front on the bed.

“T-Tetsurou,” you try to fight him off, but with his heavy build, it’s impossible. You feel his hard girth rubbing between your buttocks, his hips grinding themselves on you.

Tetsurou’s lips travel from your nape to the side of your neck and up to your ears. “I need you again, [y/n],” he groans.

Leaning back on his knees, Tetsurou palms himself then lightly with his free hand, spreads your folds apart and sheaths himself inside you, cloaking himself.

“Fuck.” He throws his head back in pure bliss.

You grip the sheets with your fists and bite the pillow beneath you, trying to conceal your moans. You feel his weight over you as he braces himself onto his forearms.

“Look at me,” he demands, and you release your hold on the pillow and lean your head to look at him. He captures your lips with his own, his mouth invading yours. He’s fucking your mouth with his tongue while his cock fucks your sensitive and swollen cunt.

His cock retreats, only the tip remaining joined with you before slamming hard inside you. Repeating the process multiple times, you moan into his mouth, feeding him your arousal as he continues to give you what your body so desperately needs.

“Your pussy is swallowing me so deeply,” he groans into your mouth, and you can only moan in reply, out of words to speak.

Tetsurou leans back on his knees and spreads your cheeks apart with his large palms, each one covering your perfectly shaped ass. He squeezes your cheeks with his hands as if to have something to grip onto and then he starts ramming himself inside you like a wild beast.

Last night, he was loving and caring. This morning, he’s like a mighty dragon on a rampage, burning everything at its sight. Your whole body feels as though it’s on fire; the pleasure he’s giving you is burning you inside out.

Suddenly, there’s a heavy knock on the door which makes you stiff, and Tetsurou halts his movements.

“COMMANDER! EVERYTHING IS READY FOR DEPARTURE! YOU CAN CONTINUE THIS WHEN WE GET HOME!” A knight announces, and it makes your whole body tighten. As you do, you hear a groan from above you.

“YOU BETTER LEAVE NOW IF YOU WANT YOUR HEAD INTACT!” Tetsurou growls back like a beast. You start to relax as you hear the footsteps fade away.

“Fucking shit,” you hear Tetsurou mummer as he withdraws himself from you, making you let out a whimper from the loss. He hears it, and it makes his heart bleed for leaving you unsatisfied, but he knows that the knight is right. The quicker you arrive at Staerdale, the more time he can spend himself completely lost inside you.

Tetsurou dresses quickly, pulling on the scattered clothes from yesterday, wearing all black just like his hair. He turns around to speak to you and see that you’ve hidden underneath the covers.

“What’s wrong? Are you hurt?”

“N-No it’s just that… he knew what we were up to.”

A laugh erupts from Tetsurou and you pull the covers down to watch him, a wide smile across his usually hard demeanor.

“Of course they know, those men are hornier than a bunch of lions,” he replies while striding towards you, squatting so he’s eye level with you. His right hand going to the back of your head and pulls it towards him, connecting his forehead with yours.

“I’ll send in a servant with some new undergarments and a dress,” he says and leaves a soft kiss on your forehead before standing up and striding to the door, and disappearing behind it.

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A soft knock on the door interrupts your fumbling with a strap on your back. Who would’ve known getting dressed alone would be so difficult?

“[y/n]? Are you ready?” Tetsurou asks as he opens the door and walks in, wearing his shining armor. You turn around to face him, a blush covering your cheeks.

“Sorry, I just can’t seem to—”

“Let me help you,” he interrupts and walks in, you face the wall so he can help you tie your dress. “There.”

“Thank you.” You turn around to face him.

“It looks stunning on you. I need to buy you more dresses,” he speaks determinedly. “Let’s go, we still have at least five days left until we reach Gadros.”

Grabbing your hand, he starts pulling you out of the room and towards the carriage.

“Well, look who finally decided to wake up. It’s the commander, boys,” you hear a knight snicker. Looking at him, you blush, knowing it’s mostly your fault that they even had to make this stop.

“Shut your mouth Morisuke or you’ll be sleeping outside the rest of the way,” Tetsurou fires back at the rather short knight, rendering all the other knights silent. In the corner of your eye, you spot a blonde knight, the same one who interrupted Tetsurou and your makeout session at Headow. He looks at you judgingly, and you bow your head. Tetsurou sees this and glares at everyone as he speaks next.

“This is my wife, [y/n] Kuroo. I hope you’ll treat her with respect,” he growls, clearly showing that he is the lord and commander of Staerdale. All the knights surrounding you place their left fists on their chests and bow, showing what great power and leadership Tetsurou has.

When you finally are seated inside the carriage, Tetsurou looks at you and sees your gloomy expression. It makes him aggrieved that his men wouldn’t treat you with respect.

“I’ll strangle them,” he growls, and you look at him and can’t help but smile. It’s only the second day that you spent with him and he’s already so protective of you. His mood suddenly turns around when he sees your bright smile and he can’t help but pull you in for a kiss.

His metal-gloved hand goes around to the back of your head, holding you in place as he thrusts his tongue inside your mouth. You let a moan escape your lips and a throbbing feeling between your legs erupts like fireworks.

A simple touch from him and I’m weak in the knees.

Pulling away, you open your eyes and see that his face is flushed like he’s caught a fever.

“I need some air.” Within seconds, he walks out of the carriage. “Taketora, fetch me Storm, and let’s get going.”

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As day turns to night and night turns to day, the days pass by slowly. Tetsurou still hasn’t come back into the carriage, and every time you tried to do something around camp to help, he always scolded you for being too fragile and sent you inside. Three long days had passed and it made you anxious—was he avoiding you?

“Let’s camp here for the night,” you can hear your husband announce which makes the carriage halt. You can barely feel your legs as you stand up and open the door to take a step out. The sun is setting, causing the sky to shine brightly orange.

You land on the gravel road and look around. The knights are quickly moving around to put up tents and a campfire. You reach inside the carriage for your cloak and when you turn around, you see that your husband has finally made his appearance in front of you, to scold you again.

“What are you doing?”

“I-I need to stretch my legs, they’ve fallen asleep.”

“Get back in, you’ll get sick.” His eyes are cold and expressionless, not like how they were before when he made love to you. He looks like a changed man, and you begin to wonder if you’d done something that might have upset him.

“I-I won’t get sick. I’m not that fragile,” you mutter the last words.

“[y/n], do as I say and get in the fucking carriage.” You swallow hard, holding back the urge to cry as you look down at the ground.

“H-Have I done something?” There’s a deafening silence and he doesn’t respond. You feel his gaze stabbing you, and you find the courage to lift your head and look into his eyes. “I’m sorry I’m such a bother and useless and—”

“Come with me,” he demands and grasps your wrist tightly in his metal-clad gauntlets, dragging you into the woods by the gravel road.

“T-Tetsurou, slow down you’re walking w-way too fast,” you cry out and it makes him halt, turn around and lift you, carrying you bridal style further into the woods.

“P-Put me down, I can walk on my own!” You try to sound determined, but fail as Tetsurou doesn’t let you down or slow down his strides. Looking around, you see trees all over the place, the ground is covered in grass, and as Tetsurou walked a bit further in, you see a lake in the middle. Thinking that he’ll let you down so you can bathe, you’re instead let down only to be pushed against a hard tree, making your breath hitch at the impact.

“You’re making me lose my fucking mind,” he groans before smashing his lips against yours, not giving you time to think before he pushes his soft and talented tongue inside, licking, grazing, and sucking like a hungry beast.

He presses himself against your body like a magnet, wanting and needing to be closer. He then pulls away, so he can remove his breastplate, pauldrons, gauntlets, and sword quickly.

“You haven’t done anything, it’s what we haven’t done. I’ve been holding myself back, not wanting to scare you away. You have no idea how hard it’s been for me. Not being able to touch you, to feel you underneath me as I fill you up.” He finally removes the last piece of his armor and presses himself up against you, and you feel his rock-hard cock trying to break free from its imprisonment in his pants.

“I can’t hold myself back any longer, not when you look at me like that. You want me too, you want me to fill you up.”

“T-Tetsu-rou,” you moan as his fingers stroke your cunt over your thin dress.

“How wet are you? Are you dripping for me?”

“I-I don’t—” He carelessly pulls your dress up and holds it around your waist as his fingers dip inside your panties. With his middle finger, he teases your opening, lubricating your nether regions effectively. You moan out and Tetsurou captures your moans in his mouth as he pushes his finger inside you. It goes in smoothly, your wetness drowning his finger.

“Fuck, you’re so wet,” he groans against your lips. You moan back in return as he adds his ring finger into your hole, his thumb giving your swollen bud the attention it so desperately craves.

He thrust his fingers into you with ease, his tongue keeps your mouth busy, not wanting the other knights to hear the sound of his wife’s pleasure. His free hand is braced against the sturdy tree.

“T-Tetsurou- I’m- I,” you feel lightheaded like you’re about to faint as the muscles in your lower abdomen and cervix clench hard, knowing you’re going to orgasm in any second.

“Yes, come for me. Come over my fingers,” he commands and you do. You release yourself around him, milking and squeezing his fingers like a madwoman, spasming violently as the rush your body was experiencing.

“Good girl,” he compliments you, drinking in the tears in your eyes and a lewd expression on your face. “I’m not finished with you quite yet,” he grunts as he unfastens his belt and pulls down his leather pants to his mid-thigh. He slides your panties to the side, ramming into you with one hard thrust. The stamina he possesses is beyond you as he lifts you.

“Wrap your arms and legs around me.” You do as you're told and he smashes your back against the tree, his hands holding your ass in place as he slides himself in and out of you. Your walls clench around him every time the tip nudges your g-spot. Still being sensitive from your previous orgasm, your body starts to shake, and Tetsurou loves every second of it.

“I love the way your body is reacting, it's erotic,” he smirks at you, flashing his satisfied expression at you and you moan. God, he's too good -looking for his own good. No one should be allowed to be that handsome.

Tetsurou places wet kisses on your jaw, trailing down, and licks your collarbone and neck up to your earlobe.

“I want you to come again.”

“I-I can't,” you lie as you feel your muscles tense, warning you that you're close.

“Yes. You. Can,” he pleads, thrusting harder into you. Grunting loudly at the impact. “Fucking come, [y/n]!”

“Tetsurou!” you mewl his name out in a moan that's like a song to him. He'll never get tired of hearing you moan. After three years of only hearing shrieks and cries from monsters, this was perfect satisfaction for him. He'd gladly go away on another expedition if he could feel you like this for the rest of his life.

“Fucking… coming! Aaah,” he moans into your ear, voicing his grunts as he ejaculates into you, filling you up to the brim. His release is so big and powerful that as he is still nestled inside you comfortably, his seed starts to leak out of your opening around his cock.

He pulls his head back and looks up to the sky. Closing his eyes, he lets the breeze cool his sweaty body before lowering your legs to the ground. They start to shake and nearly can’t hold your weight.. Tetsurou leans his head down and kisses your cheek, holding your body close to him as you try to regain the ability to walk.

You look at his face, pink from the heat he just experienced, his breathings uneven and eyes filled with lust as if he could go for another round. But you, on the other hand, are too tired and could fall asleep any minute. If it wasn't for Tetsurou holding you up, you would've sunk yourself on the grass and slept there tonight.

“We need to head back before I take you once again, and right now you need to rest.”

Pulling out of you is hard for Tetsurou, but he somehow manages to find the key in his heart to unlock himself from you, leaving you a whimpering mess as his cock is released from your hold. His juices seep out of your cunt, and you feel like you're losing a part of him when they do. Every time you've had intercourse with him, after some time, he'd always go back to his thick-skinned personality, and you’re curious if it will happen this time as well. Tetsurou tucks himself in and fastens his belt tightly around his hips while gazing at you, his face emotionless. But then he smirks as he looks at you and kisses you hungrily on the lips.

“You look truly fucked,” he smiles widely, and you heat at his words. That’s not how a lord is supposed to talk.

“T-Tetsurou!” You exclaim, and he lets out a heartfelt laugh.

“Want me to carry you back?”

“N-No. I can walk,” you proudly answer him and try to find your balance as you brace yourself against the tree. In the corner of your eye, you see Tetsurou putting on his armor. Once he is finished you’ve regained some energy in your legs so you can walk back to the carriage where you would be sleeping alone.

He walks towards you and brushes a strand of your hair behind your ear. “I wasn’t too rough, was I?”

“N-No,” you mumble, avoiding his gaze.

“Hey look at me. You have the most bewitching [y/e/c] eyes I’ve ever seen, don’t hide them. I like that I can make you react like that,” he smirks.

“I bet you do,” you murmur.

“C’mon, let’s head back before it gets too dark.” He holds your hand as he leads you out of the woods in awkward silence. After a while, you see the campfire and all the knights sitting around it, chatting, eating, and drinking. They spot you and Tetsurou coming out of the woods, and the short knight from three days ago looks at your husband as he speaks.

“What, done so soon my liege? Whew, I thought you had more stamina than that,” he snickers, which makes Tetsurou halt in his tracks. Looking up at his handsome face, you see his hazel eyes have turned dark as he smirks, turning to face the short knight.

“Sir Morisuke Yaku, it seems like you’re volunteering to stand guard tonight.”

“I—”

“Thanks for volunteering. What would I’ve done without you,” Tetsurou continues. “Anyone else who’d like to join Sir Morisuke?”

“No, sir!” You hear the other knights announce in unison.

“Let’s go,” he tells you irritatedly walking you towards your sleeping spot. You look away from his face and towards where the carriage is parked. The sun is finally setting and the sight is beautiful. Being locked up in a castle your whole life with nothing but mountains and trees made it impossible to enjoy a view like this.

Tetsurou stops by the carriage door but doesn’t open it. He looks at you with his usual emotionless expression.

“Once we get to Staerdale, I promise to make love to you properly.”

“O-Oka— Ouch!” You yelp, and Tetsurou looks at you worriedly.

“What is it?”

“S-Something… bit… me…” you slur.

Tetsurou looks at you and then down to the ground, seeing a thirty-centimeter poisonous salamander. His eyes widen as he looks back up to you, seeing your eyes roll to the back of your head, and you fall towards Tetsurou, your body paralyzed.

“KENMAAAAAA!”

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Mis-Matched, Part 3

Oh my God!  An update and it’s only been a couple of weeks! Sometimes miracles do occur.

Title: Mis-Matched Rating: M (this is subject to change at the whim of the author’s muses) Characters: Loki, Sigyn, Frigga, Theoric, and various supporting OCs Description: This is an attempt to fill the propmt requested by @someillplanetreigns (and now I can’t even tag you!): “you asked for prompts and pairings - I would like to humbly beg for more Logyn? I don’t have a great prompt, but this odd thought is in my head about a way to make the comic plot about Theoric and the marriage into something about marriage by proxy? Maybe something like Loki has the duty of proxy-marrying Sigyn cos Theoric’s in the army, and totally plays everyone by going the whole hog and appearing as Theoric, but then Sigyn, who thought Theoric was dull as ditchwater and Loki is… well, y’know, Loki.” I’m not sure this is precisely what you wanted, so I apologize in advance for my wayward muses – Loki does what he wants. Chapter: 3 of 4? Acknowledgements: thank you @icybluepenguin for serving as one of my favorite institgaors and sounding boards – you rock!

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           The morning was bright and clear as Frigga led her entourage out to the garden. Once there, the women divided themselves into little groups—one set going to sit in a shady arbor with their needlework while they took turns reading aloud to those who worked, another fanned out to care for the various plants, another group sat with sketch books taking botanical studies of rare plants.

           Sigyn stood by and watched the women move with perfect assurance toward their tasks, then looked over at the queen inquisitively. “What would you prefer I do, your majesty?”

           Frigga turned a smile onto the newest addition to her court. “What would you prefer, my dear?”

           Sigyn balked at the question and felt her face flush. “I’m afraid I’m not altogether suited for any of these pursuits, ma’am. I never learned the finer points of needlework, or drawing—Herr Bragisson is a bachelor and hired no female tutor for me.”

           “And gardening? The study of magic often involves the study of living things—herbology, and growing things.”

           Sigyn’s blush grew darker and she began worrying at her cuticles. “I’ve never shown any affinity for live plants. Don’t misunderstand me—I know what to do with the plants after they’re harvested. I’ve read many books on the healing arts, and on potions. It’s just the growing of them that seems to elude me.”           [read more cut below]

           Frigga’s brows drew together. “I wonder how that could be. Your sensitivity seems very strong. What sort of magic seems to come most naturally, Sigyn? What were the first spells you could cast?”

           Now Sigyn looked decidedly nervous, and Frigga placed a hand on her arm to soothe her. “It’s quite fine, dear. No one’s talent is ever exactly like anyone else’s—there no shame if yours is a little different than most.”

           “Um, actually, I probably have the most ease with small pyrotechnics—you know, fireworks and light spells.”

           “I see.” Frigga’s smile became a little sly. “Perhaps one of the reasons Herr Bragisson was so eager to see you placed with a spouse so soon.”

           Sigyn laughed, a bit relieved to have the conversation turn. “Yes, undoubtedly! Prince Loki might have told you about the first time we met—I was actually wreaking havoc on one of the greenhouses. I certainly was never able to grow anything out there, so I took to using it as target practice.”

           Frigga laughed. “I think he did mention something of the sort. Loki is always up for a bit of mischief himself.”

           Sigyn rolled her eyes—she remembered his reaction vividly. “Yes, he certainly seemed to find it amusing.”

           “Unfortunately, I’m not sure I have a need for anyone to redecorate my own greenhouses. We shall have to figure out something else for you to do. In the meanwhile, why don’t I show you around the gardens, and perhaps in the afternoon you could do a bit of searching in the library for me.”

           Sigyn’s eyes lit up. “The library? Oh yes, I would very much enjoy that sort of errand!”

           “Excellent, I’ll give you a list of things I would like you to hunt down for me, and you can let me know what you found out this evening after supper.”

           It was a lie, of course--not a hugeone—fireworks were most definitely Sigyn’s secondfavorite spells, but there was no doubt that her greatest affinity was for fire magic. She could easily call flames out of anything, set fire to the wettest, greenest wood, make flames dance intricate patterns, hold white hot fireballs in her cupped palms. To admit this, however, was to admit who she was—what she was—and that was something she could never do, not if she wished to remain in Asgard. Her father and guardian had always made it quite clear—her mother had not been a citizen and Sigyn would not be welcome if that secret came out.

           For her part, Frigga had detected a lie, she just didn’t know what it was covering over. It made no sense—they were just spells. Frigga, however, was nothing if not good at digging out the truth—it was a survival trait; her second son was Loki, after all. In fact, perhaps another discussion with him was in order, since he had spent over a week out in the country with Sigyn. Frigga liked her temporary charge, but there could be no secrets in cases like this. Not if a family alliance were a possibility.

           Despite this little hitch, the queen really had meant it about the research, and drew up a list of topics for Sigyn to look into for her. After lunch, she gave her a data recorder, asked Gudren to show her to the library and introduce her to the archivist.

           Early that afternoon, Loki came to check in with his mother, just to chat—what other motivation could he have? “Father’s locked in his office with the auditors this afternoon, and gave me permission to ‘follow my own pursuits,’” he intoned, imitating his father’s sonorous baritone.

           Frigga pretended not to notice the sarcasm, nor to notice as his eyes scanned over the clusters of women at work. Instead, she took his arm and led him away from prying ears for a short turn through the arboretum. Once out of earshot, she patted his arm. “While you were out in the country, did you notice anything odd about Sigyn’s magic?”

           “Her magic? No, why?”

           “There were no spells that she seemed to have particular difficulty with? Things that went awry or got out of control?”

           “No. If anything I’d have to say it was the opposite. It’s hard to believe she’s self taught. In fact, one morning she started to show me a fantastic fire spell, which is something I’ve never quite mastered. I was hoping to have her show me how, but she got called away.”

           “Hmm. I was just curious. She tells me that she hasn’t quite mastered spells for growing plants and I just wondered if maybe she was just being modest.”

           “I guess I couldn’t say. We never went into a garden.”

           “Well, no matter.” Frigga smiled. “I sent her to the library this afternoon to collect some notes for me since there didn’t seem to be anything for her to help with here. She’s a bookish girl,” Frigga’s tone approving rather than dismissive, “I thought she might be able to ferret out a few obscure references for me. The archivist can point her toward the right texts.”

           “Really? That should be something she would like.”

           If his mother noticed that her son’s visit was a tiny bit shorter than usual, she was diplomatic enough not to say.

           Loki found Sigyn easily enough at a large table toward the back of a side room, sun streaming through a window onto the text in front of her. Every competitive bone in his body suddenly came to life—he would not let Theoric take her home with him. It was unthinkable.

           He sidled up to the table, and pulled a chair around. “So what sort of wild bilgesnipe has mother sent you after?”

           Sigyn’s eyes went wide when she saw who her visitor was, then she smiled brightly, “oh it’s not that bad. She just wanted notes on these new herbs that some ambassador had brought from Alfheim, so the archivist pulled a couple of botanical references for me. I should be done long before supper. In fact I think I’ve got most of what I need already—I just need to do some cross-checking.”

           “Hmmmm . . . just the sort of thing Theoric would enjoy talking about I’m sure.”

           She snorted before she could catch herself, but then she schooled her face into neutrality and took a long look at Loki before she replied cautiously, “I’m sure he’ll appreciate that I can supervise the health of the household without consulting him on every detail.”

           Loki could see the battle in her countenance, so he licked his lips and decided to gamble. “Especially since he wouldn’t know the answers, anyway.”

           This threw Sigyn farther off balance, and she opted to deflect, “Yes, well, it’s good that I’ll be able to fill that role. I’ll be able to make myself useful.”

           Loki barely contained a snort and tried hard not to roll his eyes, there’s a lofty goal for a marriage.

           Instead, he drew his chair closer so he could get a better look at her text. “Which book is this, anyway?” He reached across Sigyn to pull the book closer and look at the title pages, brushing her arm in the process.

           “Alfric’s herbology — I hadn’t seen it before. He’s very thorough.” She relaxes at the change in subject, and he hid a little smile.

           “Did you already look at Sumerson?

           “No, but the librarian pulled it for me. I was going to look at it next.” She pointed to the stack on the far end of the table.

           “Good idea—they don’t always agree with one another.”

           “Really?”

           “No. They used to get in tremendous rows at guild meetings.”

           Her eyes brightened again. “No! How do you know about that?”

           “My tutor told me—both of them meticulous to a fault but with egos the size of Yggdrasil itself, apparently.”

           “Oh gods, I would pay to see that!” She smiled openly now, catching his mischief.

           “He said it was quite entertaining, as long as you could avoid getting dragged into the debate.”

           “Oh, do tell.”

           “Apparently they once went at it for a week about the classifications of square-stemmed plants and whether they constituted a family unto themselves, or should be divided into three separate ones.”

           “Why that’s completely illogical—how could you divide mints into more than one family?”

           “There you are! But they went at it for days. Sumerson went on and on about the chemical composition of the oils and the intoxicant effects of certain species on various species of felis, insisting that this set them apart from the rest of the group.”

           “That’s ridiculous.”

           “Well, obviously, but he very much sticks to detail, so it’s good you have both books.”

           “So good of you to approve.” Sigyn’s eyes fairly danced now, and Loki was stopped cold by it, his gaze magnetized by her own for a long moment before it flitted over the rest of her face—forehead, cheeks, nose, lips. It was all Loki could do to keep himself from leaning in for a kiss.

           Sigyn blushed hard, turning away to pull the book back in front of her and try to find her place again, all while trying desperately to ignore the fire in her skin that somehow made her painfully aware of the fabric of her clothing shifting over her skin, made her swallow hard and her heart beat fast.

           She flinched when Loki’s hand covered her own, but didn’t pull away.

           They sat in silence for several long minutes as his fingers roamed over the back of her hand, carefully outlining each knuckle and tracing the tendons down toward her wrist, while Sigyn’s face remained fixed on the far page. Once his fingers slid to the underside of her wrist, though, Sigyn balled up her fist and shook her head. Her voice came out small as her throat constricted, “I can’t.”

           Loki kept his touch light over her skin, tried to keep his voice just as light, “Modal verbs are tricky things, don’t you think? Such small things—can’t, won’t.”

           Sigyn’s other hand felt unsteady as it covered her mouth briefly and she squeezed her eyes shut. When her hand came back down, she forced a smile. “Those little words cause so much trouble.” She kept her eyes focused on the book, but he saw her fight for control, saw the tears that she blinked back before she next spoke in a quiet, bitter tone, “Little words like ‘I do’—they get in the way.”

           She pulled her hand away from his to hide it in her lap.

           “Sigyn.”

           “I think you need to go now so I can finish my work.”

           Loki leaned in. “We’ll talk later, then.” As he walked behind her, he squeezed her shoulder and trailed his hand across her back.

#loki #sigyn #logyn #fan fiction #my fan fiction

[songbirdsmelodies]

“The three of us will be companions, joyous companions, forever. We will be together always, never feeling sickness, never growing old, until the end of time! That is my choice. ”

Full Name: Katherine von Swartzschild (Katarina Elisabeth Viktoria Wilhelmina Margareta Luisa Alexandra von Schwarzschild)

Birthplace: Germany

Birthyear: (ca. 1477) Born in Germany during the 1400s to the Baron von Swartzschild,

Turned to a vampire: Late 15th Century (by Klaus’ bloodline)

Age: 16 (500+)

Birthdate: March 5 (Julian calendar), March 14 (Gregorian calendar) (June 5, 1473jul / june 14greg— show)

Status: Deceased/Vampire

Occupation: Socialitie (formerly, during 15th Century)

Significant sires: Stefan and Damon Salvatore

Cause of death: burned as a vampire, by Elena Gilbert

History: She was very sickly, weak, and fragile as a young human girl and during her childhood, and was told by a surgeon that she was going to die. After this news, her maid, Gudren, fetched the village vampire Klaus and asked him to turn her into a vampire. He did so, though Katherine had no say in the matter, and she became a vampire. Believing she was still sick, her father took her to the Salvatore Boarding House to cheer her up. There she met Stefan Salvatore, the younger human son of Conte di Salvatore, and she fell deeply in love with him. However, she also displayed interest in Stefan’s elder human brother, Damon Salvatore. In The Awakening, she said to both of the brothers that the only way to stay in Salvatore Estate was if she chose which Salvatore to marry. She said that she would tell them which one she had chosen for marriage on Sunday in twilight.

Appearance: long golden-blond hair (darker than Elena’s), curly hair, lapis lazuli eyes, widely-set eyes, fair skin, eyebrows and eyelashes have a “silvery” appearance, petite in stature

Personality:

a sweet, docile, naive, childlike, fragile and an emotionally vulnerable girl but with a selfish, spoiled, childish and immature side; soft-spoken, innocent, and appears to be excessively naïve;

quite devious and insane, which is at least partly attributable to the influence of Klaus, her vampire maker; evil, crazy, barbaric, inhumane, vicious, cold-blooded, cold-hearted, wicked, murderous, vengeful, jealous, manipulative, malicious and hungry for power and revenge

Verses: TVD Novel (Not the Ghostwriter books), Show Verse, Human Verse (FC: Holiday Grainger), Matching other Fandoms

#muses #c: katherine #/ bringing her back! #tvd rp #tvd book rp #indie tvd rp #the vampire diaries #the vampire diaries books #indie tvd book rp #opentvdrp #opentvdbookrp #tvd novel rp #katherine pierce #katherine von swartzschild

[kiss-my-freckle]

Wow. They’ve got Damon quitting college instead of the war. A memory.

... Stefan turned to Katherine in delight. It was seldom they could speak to each other without the presence of his father or of Gudren, her stolid German maid. But what Stefan saw then was like a blow to his stomach. Katherine was smiling - the little secret smile that she had often shared with him. But she was not looking at him. She was looking at Damon. Stefan hated his brother at that moment, hated Damon’s dark beauty and grace and the sensuality that drew women to him like moths to a flame. He wanted, in that instant, to strike Damon, to smash that beauty to pieces. Instead he had to stand and watch as Katherine moved slowly towards his brother, step by step, her golden brocade gown whispering on the tiled floor.  And even as he watched, Damon held out a hand to Katherine, and smiled the cruel smile of triumph...

True to form, Stefan is trying to avoid reliving the memory of his becoming a vampire. He’s trying to live a human life while attending school wearing sunglasses. He can’t take them off. 

[historiestold-a]

@anditsxsorrows | continued from x

with gudren dismissed, time seems to cease it’s existence, dark hues bearing witness to lord klaus’ every move. concern which had encased her features moments before at the sight of blood upon his shirt now finds itself replaced by hyper focus upon his hands as they grasp her own. despite growing up within the peerage of bulgaria (a fact which affords her an ability to fall into place upon her relocation there), katerina finds klaus was unlike anyone she has met before. he awakens something deep within her upon each of their meetings, as if he can see into her in a way no one has before. it was different from the way lord elijah looked upon her, more dangerous.. more alluring, even if she felt-- despite his intention of courtship-- something had held him back before. lips part as gaze moves from his hands to his face, a breath released at the sudden feeling which sparks deep within her and causes her heart to soar. she wonders if he would look upon her in the same fashion if he knew the true reasons she had been sent away to england-- that she had allowed herself to fall into a childish love (or what she had believed at the time to be) and given birth to a child who had been ripped from her arms. however, the girl can not think of that now when she was upon the precipice of salvation. marriage to a noble lord would grant her security, further wealth, power, and her family beneficial ties to england which were much higher prospects than had once been believed considering how sickly her state had been before venturing to england, for the move had been good for her, katerina feeling revitalized ten-fold since her arrival. (she could not know it all had been the result of vampiric blood.)

katerina considers his words as they emit, features brightening with a kind of pure innocence. eyes are hopeful in a way that, while she has known pain, has yet to be torn from her. their time together thus far has been scattered, his brother or sister often keeping her company; it had been a situation which had confused katerina and caused conflict within her heart. she desired a love which was all-consuming. a love which would tempt her and challenge her and grant her power. she desired attention, not to be cast aside and left to her own devises. had she been wrong in her understanding of his intentions? she would sometimes wonder, only to find moments such as this washing all doubts away within an instant. “i dare say it might--.” katerina replies, the slightest, purposeful, pout playing upon her features (she does not wish to upset him or ruin the moment, though she does wish for him to understand her disappointment at his lack of attention). “-- in the most joyous manner.” his presence now causes smile to radiate from her, accompanied by a rose tint upon her features. “spending the afternoon with you--” hands shift within his hold so that she can grasp his within hers. “--would bring me the utmost happiness, my lord.”

#anditsxsorrows #v; love never dies #muse; katerina petrova #okay i am emotional #this is giving me feels #while she still sought power and could be selfish at times in the past #she was still just a girl trying to survive in the world #she still had her belief in love and desire to find it for herself #she still had hope even though her daughter had been taken from her #and i'm so excited for this verse and to see how she evolves and how his influence impacts her in the aftermath of him turning her #it's going to be so interesting to see how that plays out #threads; chats #i am very limited on icons until i can make some

[tgfpm]

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[richaldis]

Pretty eventful day yesterday. I was a lady of leisure for a change in the week so went to London.

Spent a lot of the morning at the Dali/Duchamp exhibition https://www.royalacademy.org.uk/exhibition/dali-duchamp  You forget, I think how small and luminous some of Dali’s work is. Still don’t like it much though. Got into a discussion with an older man about whether it was art. My opinion is that yes it is but, you don’t have to like it or believe it has any value.

Then went to Gudren Sjoden https://www.gudrunsjoden.com/uk in Seven Dials and bought some beautiful clothes. Met the luminous Eleanor Bron in the queue. She was definitely a teenage crush.

Bumped (literally) into Martin Freeman in the street. Don’t like him so didn’t stop.

Looked at the pretty lights at Covent Garden but went to Foyles to do actual shopping :-)

Met a friend and got caught up in the not-terrorist panic - lock-in in the pub :-) Friend who is a journo showed no inclination to get out and report and with his conspiracy theory hat on suggested it would be great to stage this sort of thing now to keep people on their toes over the Christmas shopping period.

On the way back discovered the cheese shop at Vctoria sells Gjetost and bought far too much of it. And supported Lush’s orangutan campaign.

Came back on the train with two drunk Mancs who thought the Brighton - United match was in Brighton and had got on the train on the off-chance of getting tickets. The match is in Manchester!

Knackered today and have a cold but still have to pick up some vinyl at Resident for hubby :-( going to let the bus chauffeur me I think.

[lunchboxpoems]

MY ANCESTRAL HOME

We came to a beautiful little farm. From photos I’d seen I knew this was the place. The house and barn were painted in the traditional Falu red, trimmed with white. It was nearly mid- summer, the trees and grass, lush green, when we arrived the family was gathered at a table on the lawn for coffee and fresh strawberries. Introductions were made all around, Grandpa Sven, Lars-Olaf and Marie, Eric and Gudren, Cousin Inge and her two children… It made me think of a Carl Larsson painting. But, of course, it was all modern, the Swedes are very up-to- date, Lars-Olaf was an engineer for Volvo, and they all spoke perfect English, except for Grandpa, and there was a great deal of laughter over my attempts at Swedish. We stayed for a long time laughing and talking. It was late in the day, but the sun was still high. I felt a won- derful kinship. It seemed to me that I had known these people all my life, they even looked like family back in the States. But as it turned out, we had come to the wrong farm. Lars-Olaf said, “I think I know your people, they live about three miles from here. If you like I could give them a call.” I said that no, it wasn’t necessary, this was close enough.

LOUIS JENKINS

#louis jenkins #poem #poetry #home

[iztarshi]

Here There Be Gerblins -- Chapter 5

There are still two out of six chapters left, which seems unusual for having won a boss battle?

Taako always seems to roll really high on perception checks.

Ooooh noooooo, it's Lup's skeleton! At least this time I'm pretty sure Griffin KNEW it would be sad in retrospect.

WHY does Taako immediately try to grab the cane after seeing it fling Merle across the room? I guess it sort of makes sense, to see if the cane likes one of them if it doesn't like Merle, but mostly it seems like a good way to all get flung across the room.

Umbrella! Of course I knew about the Umbra staff, I think "Lup is an umbrella" is the one thing about TAZ you really can't avoid knowing if you spend any time on Tumblr. Griffin disguised it choosing pretty cleverly, though, since it sounds like Taako just happened to pass the roll.

*cracks up* Oh no. They just accidentally truth zoned themselves.

"I stole a bunch of gold!" I… don't think you have to just say random true things?

And then Travis asks the question.

*pfft* Apparently Taako was about to lie about gold, that's okay then. At least it gives him a reason to share it out.

"Magnus: I’m having a really great time and I think we’re becoming closer as friends!"

I… my goodness. Really?

Why is Magnus not affected? Oh, no, wait he WAS given the boots as a gift. Technically. Taako is just apparently completely demoralised by his inability to lie and is distressedly telling the truth about everything instead of shutting up.

Magnus thinks maybe you can eat gold to stay alive, but, hey, he also figured out how to lie by omission. Which is more than Taako did.

Being asked if you want to pee on the magic door IS a weird request, but actually more practical than blood? Especially when you've spent the day beaten up and unconscious. But, uh, yeah. I might stick with blood too.

Merle, stop grabbing random magic items. Oh, no, wait, that was Magnus that time. At least Taako's not deciding he wants a go this time.

"Clint: Gosh, Griffin doesn’t even need us anymore."

I mean, yeah, it's a tricky thing. Because obviously some of the NPCs have to be at odds with each other and communicate that and the PCs could decide to jump in.

Character decision that Taako is dumb as hell.

The plot is thickening, with Killian (who has still not cleared up why she tried to kill them, or why she did it so inefficiently) and Gudren the dwarven fireball who might destroy the world.

Going on what I know from elsewhere I'm not sure whether only certain people can hear about anything connected with the hunger and most people can't, or whether this static thing is specific to those who have had their memories of it TAKEN so that they can't hear anything connected with what they would have known. It's possible almost anyone except the main characters would be able to talk about it.

Although in that case Killian would know more or less exactly who they are, which doesn't make her behaviour towards them make any more sense.

#TAZ #actual liveblogging

[bokutosace]

DEN OF THE DRAGON | WORDLIST

KINGDOMS

Paglor - Kuroo's Kingdom

Ustrium - Atsumu's Kingdom

Brudor - Bokuto's Kingdom

Athon

Eglaria

Gudren

Uchurg

LANDS

Astos - [Y/N]'s home land

Ostos - king Yasufumi Nekomata's land

Gadros - Kuroo's land

Ostrium - Atsumu's land

Drucaster - Bokuto's land

CASTLES

Headow Castle - [Y/N]'s home castle

Staerdale Stronghold - Kuroo's castle

Lyonhall Castle - king Yasufumi Nekomata's castle

Belton Keep - Atsumu's castle

MONSTERS / BEASTS

Charlzred, The Dead - Mighty Dragon

Manticore - has the head of a human, body of a lion, tail of a scorpion

Goblins - small green creatures that are weak, but strong when attacking in pack

Trolls - usually up to 6m tall with destructive instincts

Ogres - a large hideous green man-like being that eats humans

Salamanders - a lizard-like form with an affinity of: fire, poison/venom, air, earth, water, electricity, ice, light & dark

Hydra - related to the dragon, the hydra has a regeneration feature: for every head chopped off, it will regrow two heads.

OTHER NAMES / WORDS

Allerthon - Forrest in Paglor

Trego - small town outside of Astos

Templar Knights - Kuroo's Templar Order

Storm - Kuroo's horse

Eleanora - the Royal princess

Emeline - [Y/N]'s younger sister

THE LIST WILL BE UPDATED AS THE STORY PROGRESSES!

#den of the dragon #den of the dragon masterlist #my writing #riley writes