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honestly-oceanie · 1 year

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You drew stars around my scars || Manhwa DILFS edition

Synopsis: drawing or painting something on them

《Claude de Alger Obelia, Anastacius de Alger Obelia, Regis Adri Floyen, Abel Heilon, Gallahan Lombardi, Charente Crown, Dane Henstone, Lant Agriche | gn!reader》

{Fluff♡ | ▪︎imagine/scenario▪︎}

A/N: should I do the female leads/characters next?

Who Made Me A Princess/ Suddenly, I Became A Princess One Day

Claude De Alger Obelia

"Emperor of the Obelian Empire"

🦋 You were sitting on one of the couches provided on the Emperor's office per usual. Just laying there doing nothing eventually got you into boredom.

🦋 You started to think of something that may entertain you. Then your eyes come across the quill on Claude's office table. You suddenly remembered that day you spend with Athy.

🦋 The young princess managed to get ahold of some paint and offered if she could paint some doodle on you. You had been strict on neatness so this made you quite nervous inside yet you agreed with the young princess' request. She did told you to return the same favor to her, and you both had the joyous laugh and fun of your lives. Lily did scold the both of you after she caught you two.

🦋 Since it's only you and the Emperor, only he could be your victim. You ask if you could draw on him mindlessly, forgetting just who you were talking to. After a long moment of stunned silence, you finally realized that the person you were talking to is Claude de Alger Obelia.

🦋 As you were about to apologize, he says: "It's fine." Of course you were shock, contemplating if he did mean it or if it's your last day of living. After a while, you finally stood up and did as you wanted to.

🦋 As a matter of fact, he actually saw what happened that day, he could hear your rare laugh along with his daughter's. He decided to 'check' on what was happening and there he saw you both, filthy with paint yet happy. Thus, today he was quite shock by your sudden request, he won't ever admit it but he felt quite jealous seeing that.

🦋 It would be quite nice to do this to him while he's having his beauty rest, but only when you have the guts🤭

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Who Made Me A Princess/ Suddenly, I Became A Princess One Day

Anastacius De Alger Obelia

"Former Emperor of the Obelian Empire"

🦋 Let's set this by the time he's still possessed.

🦋 As Lady Jennette's personal attendant, you had always been around her as she grew up. You were kindhearted and gentle. Jennette really admires you a lot, she grew to see you as a parental figure of hers.

🦋 One day, you saw Jennette chatting with a man that seemed familiar for some reason. After debating with yourself whether you should interrupt or not, you remembered the reason you came looking for her.

🦋 Anastacius could see you walking forward from his peripheral vision but he continued to talk with his daughter.

"Lady Jennette, your afternoon tea is ready."

"Right of course! I'll see you next time Viscount!"

🦋 After Jennette left, you and Anastacius had a short staring contest before you left to go follow the young lady.

🦋 Jennette doesn't seem to mind the company of this certain Viscount Patterson yet you were rather suspicious of him, he just has this mysterious aura that you can't trust him just yet. However, you didn't voice out your doubts, you were just a mere servant you couldn't just interfere in your master's business that easily. Eventhough Jennette wouldn't mind at all

🦋 After some days, there seem to be no suspicious movement from him so you started to warm up to him a bit. What matters the most to you was Jennette's safety and happiness.

🦋 You and Jennette were doodling on each others arms, this always bring calm to Jennette and she enjoys doing this so it has became a habit between you both, sometimes Ijekiel does join when he has spare time but today he was quite busy so instead you were accompanied by Viscount Patterson. Jennette's friendly personality invited him as he happened to pass by, and here he is now seated beside you.

🦋 Jennette had gotten tired and decided to take a break. As she ate her biscuits she suggested for him to join and for you to draw on him as she is too tired to continue.

"May I?"

🦋 You asked him and he did agree, only because of his daughter. He was surprise at how good you are and compliment you for your talent. He asked if you were an artist before but you were not, though painting and sketching are hobbies of yours.

🦋 Jennette watch the interaction between you two, she was very happy and celebrating inside. Although you were kind and gentle, you're also very shy, she still remembers the time you first meet her. Your soft voice and stuttering at your introduction replays in her memory. Before, you couldn't even talk without a stutter at all, yet here you are now finally allowing yourself to mingle with others.

🦋 You were slowly warming up, and Anastacius could see that too.

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Father, I Dont Want To Get Married!

Regis Adri Floyen

"Duke of the Floyen Duchy"

🦋 At this very moment, Regis feels as the most fortunate man to be able to have you in this life.

🦋 Jubel is seated in front of you as you do a portrait of her. After you had finish, she excitedly rush to you. Seeing your finished masterpiece of her, Jubellian poured a waterfall of praises while gazing amazedly at you.

🦋 She fancied you even in the 'novel', you were the only one who genuinely cared for the villainess. You tried everything to break up Jubellian and Mikhail, knowing he wasn't sincere with her at all, yet it cause the connection between you both to cut off as Jubellian believes "you did not want for her to be happy". Despite all that, you still defended her during the accident even if it costed you your life.

🦋 The entire ordeal, Regis just watched your interaction with his daughter, very grateful that you are still a part in this life. The serenity of the sight in front of him brought Regis' heart into peace. This tranquility he wishes would last, but he knows now is not the right time, but eventually it will come. He has been given a second chance to right the wrongs so he must use this chance, right?

🦋 Jubel could feel some piercing eyes from behind her, she turned to scold max as she thought it was just him, but it was her father, gazing lovingly at them. Picking up on the hint, Jubel excuse herself so you and her father could spend some time.

🦋 Regis took the seat Jubel previously seated on, waiting for you to pick up on his presence. All of a sudden, Selena thought it would be a good opportunity to be the third wheel. You heard a chirping on your side, knowing it was either Selli or Eddie, you took a look at your side only to yelp, surpise to find the empty spot replaced by Regis and Selena on his shoulder.

🦋 Afterwards you started some small talk with him while petting Selli, who moved to lay on your lap. Since you had already made a portrait and painting of Regis before, you thought why don't he become your canvas this time.

🦋 Although he was confuse on what you meant he agreed, you hold his arm and started drawing some cute animals you could think of there. Although it wasn't his first time seeing your artworks, it never ceases to amaze him.

🦋 He loves to give compliments and praises to your artworks and you. In this life, he will cherish you always and never take you for granted.

🦋 While you two are having a lovey-dovey moment, Jubel watches from the door, she was very happy for the two of you, however someone was not. Selena was not happy, not because of the two of you but because you still haven't made a portrait of her. Don't worry 'cause Edward comforted her as he too, still hasn't gotten his own portrait.

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Author Of My Own Destiny/ I Became The Wife Of The Male Lead

Abel Heilon

"Duke of the North"

🦋 You and Abel had a slow burn romance which Fiona greatly regrets now. At first she thought it was a good idea and she really liked how it turned out. But right now she just wants to shove the two of you together in one place so these longing stares will finally come to an end.

🦋 Even Siegren understands the situation very well and wants to help pushing it too. Fiona herself is tired of you two, just why did it had to be slow burn?!

🦋 Finally, Siegren and Fiona had come up with a plan. A few plans as a matter of fact. Though hopefully they won't have to use all of it.

🦋 The first two plans failed miserably. But they say third time's a charm.

🦋 You were invited by Siegren and Fiona, they said they wanted to spend some time with you and have 'fun'. You, of course agreed, you love these kids too much to even reject their puppy eyes. You guys are on Fiona's room, some art materials scattered on the floor waiting to be use.

🦋 You have no idea why they thought of this, but currently you three are running around the room having a paint war, attacking whoever you get ahold of with some messy drawing or even a doodle with the paint you have in your hands.

🦋 Now Fiona's room isn't presentable at all not even a little decent, but none of you cared, even Fiona and Siegren are having too much fun that they almost forgot their mission. Luckily Abel came in at point.

🦋 Abel was stunned at what had happen to Fiona's room, he scolded the children for their reckless behavior. Now things weren't going as planned. You couldn't stand to see the kids being scolded for you have a very soft spot for them. You just said what you could think of at that moment; inviting Abel to join you guys instead. You were surprise you even had the guts to interrupt him but words can't be taken back once they're said. Fiona and Siegren were internally celebrating, you managed to sail the boat without even knowing!

🦋 Abel was pondering for awhile if he should really join you guys or scold you too. But he succumb to his desire and join you three, though just most likely you. The kids immediately run off on the corner of the room to avoid disturbing you two, then acted as though they were doing something. You give a smile to Abel as he sat down beside you. You raise the paint brush on your hand, silently asking him if you could draw on him and he nodded.

🦋 You looked serious as you were doing your task but really, your heart was beating too fast it could leap out of your chest, you tried your best to look normal as possible, unbeknownst to you Abel was on a similar situation. Fiona and Siegren just staring at you both intensely, praying and hoping that this plan would succeed.

🦋 After you had finish Abel stared at your drawing for awhile before grabbing your wrist and the paint brush on your hand, taking you by surprise but also intrigued by what he is gonna do. Instead of drawing, he seemed to write some letters on your arm but you couldn't read it properly as he was covering it. After he had finally written the words he couldn't say, he let you read it.

🦋 Your eyes went wide as you proccess the words written on your arm by Abel Heilon himself. This was a sudden confession but Abel couldn't hold it in anymore. There was a long moment of silence, Abel was growing nervous, maybe this wasn't the right time, but you proved him wrong as you jumped on him to tackle him with a hug. You repeated the words he wrote to you as you stared at his eyes.

🦋 Just the two of you on your own world... until Fiona and Siegren cheered loudly to celebrate this success, you two had almost forgetten they were there too.

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I'll Be The Matriarch In This Life/ I Shall Master This Family

Gallahan Lombardi

🦋 You and Gallahan are always willing to try anything new in your relationship, that's how you two have had a lot of habits and tradition you both just randomly made up.

🦋 Just like now, when you saw a quill on the table, you dipped it with its ink, and did some cute little drawings on his face while your other hand keeps him steady. He just sat still waiting for you to finish what you were doing without interrupting you.

🦋 Once you were done, you run around to find a hand mirror then gave it to him so he could see what you've done to him, he was surprise as it was his first time seeing you draw something even though it is on his face, but he liked how good your drawings are even if it's simple.

🦋 He feign sadness as you laugh at him. Promising to help him clean up after you feel satisfied. He wasn't gonna back down that easily, whilst you were trying to calm down, he swiftly got ahold of the quill and did the same favor on you, it caught you off guard.

🦋 Instead of cleaning up, you ended up having a competition on who had the best drawing. Tia was walking around when she saw what you two were doing, it seems fun she wanted to join and of course you both let her.

🦋 In the end, you both made tia win, you and Gallahan now look messier than ever as you let tia draw a lot, what's important was that you had tia have some fun. Since tia didn't had much inks on her, you let the maids take care of her.

🦋 You and Gallahan are helping each other remove the inks on each other. Being together brought you both in happiness, no matter the circumstance you may face you know you both can pull through. Afterall you promised one another to be there through sickness and health. For now, while there is still chance you try to do everything you can before the time is up. One's presence may fade but their memories will never cease to exist.

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Please Give Me The Pacifier!

Charente Crown

"Heir to the Crown Duchy"

🦋 I have mixed feelings with this man so I don't know what I'm doing here.

🦋 Kaishan loves to have you around, because of you Kaishan had become rebellious to his father, thus Charente had allowed you to visit his manor at some appointed time(s) which honestly scared you.

🦋 But overtime Charente had gotten used to your presence, he eventually let you visit at anytime you wished to which made you and Kaishan celebrate with joy.

🦋 You had thought about doing this activity so Kaishan could have some fun. Your company is enough for Kaishan to have fun and be happy. Unfortunately, you had forgotten to bring the materials with you, you apologize to the cute kid but he told you not to worry, he left the room in a hurry but not before telling you to not follow him as he will be back soon.

🦋 Kaishan run off to find his father and told him the situation. After some minutes of waiting, Kaishan finally returned... with his father carrying the materials needed. Thankfully you had gotten accustomed with his existence so you did not mind him around anymore.

🦋 At first, you were just calmly teaching him how to do some basic painting starting with shapes first yet he decided to start a war by smudging some paint on your face on purpose, he gave a cheeky apology afterwards but you knew you weren't putting down without a fight, so you return the same favor to him. You and Kaishan are now filthy with paint yet Charente didn't stop you at all, you both were having a good time.

🦋 You didn't know, but as much as you make Kaishan happy, you also make Charente happy internally, he is already satisfied with the proximity you two have and yet he can't help but feel jealous of his own son right now.

🦋 You could feel him burning holes at the back of your head so you turn to look at him. His eyes seems to say something, you had an inkling on what it may be but you did not dwell much on it, afterall he was a man that's very hard to read, you'd rather avoid the consequences than to suffer from it because of some misunderstanding.

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Tricked Into Becoming The Heroine's Stepmother

Duke Dane Henstone

🦋 His situation is quite similar to Charente's but successful thanks to the help of his little pumpkin that made it possible.

🦋 You were at the garden with Pierta, watching as she eats one of her favorite candy, pumpkin candy. You are aware of how much she loves her pumpkin and wanted to do something special for her, unfortunately, you had no idea how to cook nor bake so you think of other ideas.

🦋 You remembered in your childhood how much you loved to have the ink spilled on your skin as you draw whatever you could think of, you always end up getting scolded by nanny, in the end the entire household made sure that any ink or something that may color your skin will be out of reach for you. At first you threw tantrums but eventually you grew to forget about it.

🦋 Luckily, you always bring a pen with you. You thought about drawing some cute pumpkins on Pierta. The little one complied when you ask her to give you her hand, then you started drawing some pumpkins with funny faces. Pierta seemed to like it too much as she reaches out to you again asking you to do more.

🦋 You chuckled nervously, you don't wish for the little pumpkin to have the same habit, just thinking about it made you sweat anxiously you don't want to face the wrath of Duke Henstone. Pierta notice some eyes and looked up to see her father, she immediately stood up and ran to him excitedly. You bowed to the Duke as you greet him, Pierta could understand that her father likes you and decided to be the cupid.

🦋 She drags her father towards you and have him seated, she explained to him what you were doing to her a few moments ago, she asks if you could do the same to her father. You tried to make up an excuse "Only if the Duke agrees with it." And of course he would, he'll do anything his daughter asks of him.

🦋 In the end, you gave in, how could you resist the little pumpkin. You were seriously staring at what you were doing while the Duke is also busy staring at you, none of you notice the chestnut cupid sneakily running away. After you had finish you looked up to him but immediately looked away after he stared back at you. It seems the little pumpkin went away huh. You finally started small conversation with him which he has been waiting to as he couldn't do so, something always happens whenever he wants to talk to you.

🦋 He'll be sure to thank his princess, knowing well that it was her who gave him this opportunity.

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The Way To Protect The Female Lead's Older Brother

Lante Agriche

"Former Head of the Black Agriche"

🦋 Nah. Just Nah. Runn🏃‍♂️🏃‍♀️🏃‍♀️🏃

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Honestly, Oceanie

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kawahidaya · 2 years

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Looks like a cinnamon roll, could kill you:

Looks like they could kill you, is a cinnamon roll:

Looks like a cinnamon roll, is a cinnamon roll:

Looks like they could kill you, could actually kill you:

#historical manhwa #manhwa fls #becoming the villain's family #i became the wife of the male lead #death is the only ending for a villainess #actually i was the real one #under the oak tree #your throne #how to win my husband over #roxana #manhwa

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neuron461 · 8 months

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The reason why i am single

#who made me a princess #i shall master this family #i became the wife of the male lead #i became the hero's rival #under the oak tree #omniscient reader's viewpoint #solo leveling #the beginning after the end #kill the villainess #how to get my husband on my side #daytime star #trash of the count's family #mystic prince #dreaming freedom

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1k1ga1 · 1 year

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i can apply for a job for abel heilon from "i became the wife of the male protagonist" with a reading that dresses in black like ines valeztena from "the broken ring" (if you've read it you know what i'm talking about) that scene from everyone's wedding surprised by its beauty was WONDERFUL!or something along those lines? I'm just looking for abel's jobs and it's my first time here so I'm sorry if it was long or a little rude:)

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❝𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐅𝐄𝐂𝐓 𝐓𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓…❞

𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐡𝐰𝐚 💭 𝐢 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐭

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 💭 𝐚𝐛𝐞𝐥 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐜𝐰 💭 𝐟𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟

( 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤 𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥! 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐨𝐰𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐬! 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭! 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝, 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲. )

from the day a mere point of a six years-old child’s finger locked his fate, abel was never able to envision his future without you, his future betrothed. the one and only daughter of a revered duke who’s wealth and fame was abundant enough for the only heir to spend mindlessly throughout generations. yet, despite hailing from such an esteemed lineage, you were famed not as the most noble woman in aristocratic society, but as the ‘crow-like’ nun.

in spite of the huge inheritance to your name, you rarely invested in luxury jewelry and custom-made ball gowns. instead, you opted for shabby black dresses that covered from head to toe, barely leaving anything to the imagination.

though the aristocratic circles satirized you for dressing like a nun, they also commended your (assumed) efforts to stay chaste for your husband, incapable of comprehending that you merely wore what you found the most comfortable and efficient.

despite being at the center of ridicule and gossip, no one was there to defend you. your fiancée, who had indirectly caused the criticism to grow harsher due to his excuses to delay your wedding, was also territories away.

after years of enduring the scorn and mockery on your own, your shameless fiancée, who grabbed the opportunity to run away from his engagement by becoming the northern duke, dared to show his face at your doorstep. not to mention, he had the audacity to bring his adopted daughter along without a warning.

once abel had sat down (uninvited) and wore that shit-eating grin, you realized he was just the same as before. perhaps his physique had build, but that brazen and snarky personality of his was still irritating.

oh, the poor girl. you couldn’t imagine how hellish it would be to be such a man’s daughter. you were convinced he coerced her into agreeing, but decided not to voice your thoughts.

one thing you did appreciate about abel though, was the fact he always got to the point. but the audacity he has to order you to prepare for the wedding (which he quite literally ran away from) while he was still in the capital for his daughter’s debut was overly shameless.

so shameless that the fact you slapped him would be too merciful for a man who abandoned you to endure in humiliation for years.

regardless of the quarrel after not seeing each other for years, you did indeed organize a humble wedding ceremony that would only be attended by the royal family and close acquaintances. and on the most momentous day of your life, you walked into the banquet hall, figure adorned by rivulets of glimmering white that easily captured everyone’s attention. though the gown was basic by noble society’s standards, it complimented your body shape hugged your curves almost tantalizingly.

you could feel all the eyes enthralled on your figure. everyone was eating up your exposed neckline and bare shoulders after being conditioned to seeing you dressed like a nun for the majority of your life.

with a too knowing smile, you glance towards your soon to-be husband, and cerulean eyes widened in shock stared back at you, and if you squinted, you could see the soft flush of his cheeks under the bright chandelier. but you indulge his gaze no longer as you turned away, the quirk of your lips turning more teasing, knowing what you stirred up in him.

was it the blush and lipstick that captured their attention? no one knew. surely a white dress couldn’t make someone look so beautiful? but could it? or perhaps was it your captivating smile that was all too knowing that it put the people who ogled to shame? no one knew the reason, but surely you’d be the hottest topic in the capital the following day.

#manhwa x reader #i became the wife of the male lead #abel heilon #female reader #fluff #author of my own destiny #—ichigo 💭#_𝟏𝐊𝟏𝐆𝐀𝟏_

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trash-for-manhwa-and-manga · 2 years

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Happy Father's Day to our new doting manhwa Daddies! 💗

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dxmoness · 3 months

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ᰔ THIS WEEK'S POLL ! ᰔ

✿ ꜛ I'm bringing back the weekly polls, in hopes of coming back as a writer!! This week's choices are the following MANHWA characters, choose your favourites. See you all in the next poll ♡ ﹢` ⤸ ﹙sincerely, the princess.﹚

#{ ᰔ sincerely yours · · · }#manhwa x reader #manhwa #the villainess is a marionette #how to get my husband on my side #i became the wife of the male lead #rezef hill #abel heilon #izek van omerta

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sakurasaki321 · 5 months

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I Became the Wife of the Male Lead

#I Became the Wife of the Male Lead #Author of My Own Destiny #내 남자 주인공의 아내가 되었다 #villainess isekai #manga #shoujo #mangacap #manga cap #romantic manga #love #fantasy manga #romance manga #manwha #romance manhwa

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jasontoddiefor · 4 months

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I became the wife of the male lead is so funny to me particularly because Abel and Sigren are so in-law shaped. They truly already have the father and son-in-law dynamic down before any romantic relationship happens.

#i became the wife of the male lead #letters webcomic adventures

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kuroneko1815 · 10 months

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The Mages of Heylon

Penelope had lived her life in relative Peace (if one could call the constant monster attacks as peace) within the Dukedom of Heylon as the Archmage to her friend Abel Heylon. Though they consider themselves to be nothing but friends, many believe them to be lovers to their constant dismay. It’s something the children (though Siegren and Fiona were only a handful of years younger than she), always tease them off even if they know the truth. Penelope knows that her friend thinks of the children the way she does, that they are family and they are theirs to protect. It also helps that they’re all quite fond and protective of her baby Judy. One day, the Emperor of Eorka arrives and shatters that peace, upending the happy life she and her daughter had lived so far.

“Are you still planning on going to the Capital?” Penelope asked the young woman in front of her. She was only a handful of years younger than Penelope but she had raised this child as something of a cross between a sister and daughter. Fiona has grown so much into a wonderful and sweet young woman, confident in her abilities and in her place in the world.

“Yes, I need to do this for myself.” Fiona responded with a smile as she held the letter in her hands. “They’ve looked down on me for so long, for things I could never control. It’s time they’re served their comeuppance the Heylon way, just as you and Abel have taught me.”

Yes, they did teach her that. This girl who had been desperate for a shred of kindness had almost been turned away by Abel until she had stepped forward and offered to mentor her and teach her to use the immense magic that ran so strongly within her body. In order to convince Abel though, she had been forced to take Fiona to the ramparts and given her one quick lesson on magic and had her unleash a torrent of lightning upon the monsters.

That had been all it took for Fiona to be inducted into the Duchy. And then Siegren had arrived not too long afterwards and those two had become inseparable.

“You’ll be missed here, Judy will ask after her big sister all the time.” She said with a quirk of her lips. Her baby grew in the shelter and safety of the Duchy’s wall, hidden away from the world. It had been a deal she had given the Duke of Heylon, the magic of the last of the ancient mages in exchange for a new life. Outside of their little family of outcasts, only the closest servants and soldiers knew that she was Penelope Eckart the spurned and hunted former lover of the Emperor of Eorka. To everyone else, she was Thea Beckett, the Archmage.

“I’ll miss her too.” There was a sad smile on Fiona’s pretty face.

Penelope sighed. “I’m not going to stop you, I, more than anyone, know what it means to be looked down upon and to need that sort of revenge. But… you’ll have to tell Siegren before you leave, well, there’s still a few months anyway.”

She saw Fiona bite her lip. She could understand, Penelope had once had someone she cared for greatly, in the same way Fiona had. But unlike Fiona, her own love had turned against her and left her pregnant, injured, and on the run with only her loyal maid to count on. They had traversed to another continent, her hair cut short and dyed and had met the Duke of Heylon in the Capital by happenstance on his last trip to the Capital.

In a stroke of brilliance, Penelope had identified herself, making a bet that this man would care more about her abilities and usefulness as a mage than about her past and the warrants of arrest and execution from a foreign empire. And her bet had been successful. They had become fast friends even if he was her employer, though neither of them could ever fathom where the rumours of them being lovers had come from.

When the voices of her ancestors had been too much to ignore and with Fiona here, she had kissed Judy goodbye and asked Abel to take care of both girls before she left the anonymity and comforts of the Duchy and returned to an Eorka in flames with Emily in tow.

They had arrived in time to save Aerith and her family before she dealt with Leila, witnesses aplenty. And without even bothering to see anyone else from her past, she let Emily take her staggering and ill body away using the last of the teleportation scrolls. And since then, Penelope had refused to even take a step out of Heylon territory.

Though she knew that her time as Thea Beckett may soon be coming to an end. When Sam had left, under her prompting and support, she hadn’t known just how talented of an artist he was, not until he had left her a painting of her with the girls. Sam had been one of her favourite merchants in the Duchy but he was meant for so much more and she could see that. She had given him quite a sum, investing in his business and helping him start a merchants guild and trading company as his business partner.

When she had seen the painting, she knew that it was only a matter of time before she was discovered. And even if Sam was her friend and she trusted him not to rat her out, it was highly likely that he would slip up.

And she was right.

Cedric was inspecting one of the guilds and looking over the imports and other documentations that would be needed if they were going to use them as an official supplier within the Imperial Palace when he saw it.

Sketches in a bound notebook, small water coloured images of a beautiful magenta haired woman with turquoise eyes. There were a few other people there. He recognized the freckled brown haired maid, but not the silver haired red eyed girl, or the dark haired boy.

“Oh!” The Merchant, Sam, who co-owned the guild with a silent partner had exclaimed. The man was a foreigner and was thus treated with more scrutiny. “I’m sorry, I meant to put my sketchbook away.”

“Are these your works?”

He smiled sheepishly. “They are. These were my friends in Heilon.”

“Heylon?” Yes, he remembered this was a man from the monster infested Heylon territory. Then that meant that was where Lady Penelope had been hiding all these years.

“Yes, my hometown. Miss Thea…” He began as he flipped to the portrait of Penelope Eckart. “Was my favourite customer. She’s the Archmage of Heylon and the rumoured lover of the Duke of Heylon.”

Well… His Majesty wouldn’t be pleased with the last part but he would be happy to know where she was.

“How much for the sketchbook?” He asked as he took out the Imperial check book. The treasurer and coin counters will no doubt rail at him after this but the Emperor would be able to silence them.

“You want to buy my sketchbook?” He asked blankly. His tone flat.

Cedric nodded. “Yes, well, you’re a good artist. I think you have potential and I’d like to show this to the Emperor as well… and Miss Thea looks quite beautiful…” He trailed off awkwardly.

The Merchant was nodding along. “Yes, many a man often fall for Miss Thea at first sight but the Duke has always been overprotective of her.”

“So, will you let me buy it?”

“Are you serious?” He asked. “Because it’s just a small hobby of mine.”

“Yes, yes.” He said calmly, trying not to show how eager he was.

The man was quiet for a moment before he agreed and named an exorbitant price. The mark of a great merchant. He allowed himself to be swindled that day all for the sake of a vacation… err… to calm the Emperor’s mind and heart.

Cedric submitted his vacation forms in person during a meeting between the Emperor and the Eckarts, the Marquis Verdandi was there as a witness as well.

“Is this really the time, Porter?” The Emperor asked.

He nodded. “Yes. Please sign or I’ll quit.”

“What makes you think I’ll accept your resignation?”

“I’ll run away and leave you to be buried under a mountain of paperwork.” He told the man in a deadpan. “I dare you.”

“I can just detain you.”

“I won’t sign or sort a single paper.” He threatened.

“No vacation.”

Cedric grinned sadistically. “Then I won’t give you the information I have on Lady Penelope’s whereabouts.”

That had them all sitting up tall and alert. “There’s been some news? It isn’t in the reports.”

“Because I only came across it an hour ago, and by mere happenstance not from search teams or investigators.” He said. Then he sighed. “But it seems you don’t care to find out.”

The vacation form was immediately signed and approved. He inwardly cheered.

“Now, the information.” The Emperor demanded.

He brought out the sketchbook. “She’s in Heylon as the Duke’s Archmage.”

The Emperor flipped through the sketchbook immediately, hands tracing the lines of the sketches and delicately caressing the paint on the ones that had it. “She goes by Miss Thea Beckett now… and…” He hesitated. “There are rumours that she is now the Duke’s lover.”

The hand that was on the table raised slightly before he slammed it down again and caused the table to break under the sheer strength.

“Prepare an envoy. I wish to see the demons of Heylon myself.” He said coldly as he stood and walked away.

Cedric nodded, his hands clutching the precious piece of paper in front of him. His promised vacation had finally come! He couldn’t stop the tears from falling from his eyes.

“You’re very good with her.” She said as she came to where her friend stood by the window, Judith carried in his arms as he stared at Siegren and Fiona from afar. The golden curls falling down her back helped to cover the golden wings. Her daughter slept soundly in the arms of the Duke of Heylon, a man she believed was her uncle and the closest thing she had to a father. Was her father in every way that mattered anyway. The same way he was the only father both Siegren and Fiona would ever truly know and the only one who deserved that title in their lives, even if they would never acknowledge it.

“She burst into my office again.” He said grumpily.

She grinned. “But you didn’t send her away this time either.” She patted the sleeping child. “And I bet you plied her with sweets while having her sit still on your lap and teaching her to read from the reports and teaching her numeracy skills on top of that.”

He didn’t answer but he turned away with a smile. “She’ll need it when she grows.”

“That she will.”

“… I intend to name Fiona my heir.” That wasn’t surprising. “She deserves it. She would be a great ruler for Heylon. Especially with Siegren by her side to rein her in when she got a bit too much and got weird ideas.”

“You’re one to talk about weird ideas.” He snorted. “You’re not offended I didn’t name Judith?”

She shook her head. Judith was far too young for that and besides… “Becoming the Duke of Heylon would almost certainly reveal her identity. I want her to have her freedom.”

Keeping Judith safe from the clutches of those terrible people from Eorka was her main priority.

She refocused her attention on the not-couple down below who were speaking happily, laughter springing free from the two. "Do you think she'll return?"

"I've already made plans to ensure it." Abel told her as he gestured to his desk.

She picked up the papers and read it curiously, a smile of amusement took its place on her face. "You're going to have her go through all the finances of Heylon's residence in the Capital? And you've enlisted your old Nanny into enacting this plan? You truly are efficient and cruel."

"If it will get that child back here where she belongs, then yes, I will." Abel said. She nodded. She knew that Abel saw Fiona as his daughter, cared about her in such a way, the same way he cared about Judith. And he was quite fond of Siegren too. That was why he was working hard to ensure that their family would remain intact. She wouldn't be surprised if the two men followed Fiona to the Capital eventually.

She didn't mind, even if she would be left with a despondent little girl later on. She could manage Heylon while they were gone. And she would make sure her family would have a warm home to return to when the time came. But if Fiona found happiness elsewhere… she would do her best to convince the men to let her be, even if she doubted she would be successful.

I don’t know whether or not this will ever be fleshed out since I have so many projects but it was an interesting concept that came to me a few hours ago. I also don’t know if I want to keep this as Cha Siyeon or OG Penelope, and whether the Fiona here is OG Fiona or the Author Fiona, though I’m leaning more towards OG Fiona. Anyway, this post brings about the end of my five hour writing sprint which consists of a. The maid’s revenge, b. Of poison and dragons, c. This poisoned cup, and d. This lovely little post. Yes, I’m in my angst mood right now.

#death is the only ending for the villain #death is the only ending for a villainess #villains are destined to die #vadd #death is the only ending for the villainess #fanfic #fic ideas #judith regulus #callisto regulus #cedric porter #penelope eckart #penelope eckhart #author of my own destiny #i became the wife of the male lead

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honestly-oceanie · 1 year

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But I knew you'd linger like a tattoo kiss || black haired dudes edition

Synopsis: you ask if you could draw on them

Warnings: this is not a cult

《Lucas, Maximilian Kasin Ashet, Raffaello Kidrey, Siegren, Ahin Grace, Cedric Evans,Delice Kaleid,Theodore Dane Lapileon, Noah Voltaire Wynknight | gn!reader》

{Fluff♡ | ▪︎imagine/scenario▪︎}

Who Made Me A Princess/Suddenly, I Became A Princess One Day

Lucas

"Magician of the Black Tower"

🦋 Would he even agree?

🦋 If he is bored, then maybe he will. Just for some entertainment.

🦋 That's all

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Father, I Don't Want To Get Married!

Maximilian Kasin Ashet

"Crown Prince of the Ashet Empire"

🦋 I'm pretty sure he has a dark blue hair but whatever let's just add him here.

🦋 This man can be a freelancer all he wants so yes he has time for stuffs like this.

🦋 When you asked him, he was pretty surprised, he's never had this experience in his life considering he has different goal so soft and gentle moments like this are very rare for him and he wishes it was possible for life to be like this to be forever.

🦋 Simple gestures that can mean a lot for someone, you will never know.

🦋 Idk I just have a feeling that he's touch-starved.

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The Villainess Is A Marionette

Raffaello Kidrey

"Duke of the Kidrey Dukedom"

🦋 As we all know, Raffaello has mysophobia, so both of you were very shock by your request.

"Raffy, can you hold out your hand to me?"

🦋 This request was not meant to be offensive, you saw a quill on his table and since you liked painting so much you decided to use Raffaello as your canvas.

🦋 You and Raffaello have been together for three years now, and so he's been very honest with you, he told you about his phobia thus you were aware and yet at this very moment it slipped.

🦋 You were about to apologize but he assured you— and himself.

"It's fine... I... I can handle it."

🦋 You have been the sweetest and greatest person to him throughout your relationship, now it is time for him to repay you with the same amount of kindness you have shown to him, he also wants to improve for you so you both will grow in this relationship.

🦋 This is a hard step for him but he trust you on this process. He felt very nervous as he was holding out his arm, you too felt nervous for him.

🦋 And finally, as your hand fell into his, Raffaello's heart beats loudly and fast, you told him to take breaths and he did. As he started to calm down he felt your warmth in his hand he has never felt this before, it was anew to him. In the end, instead of drawing on him, you just caressed his hand while soothing him with comfort and praises.

🦋 You swore to yourself to help him be better and to remain on his side while at it.

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Author of My Own Destiny/I Became the Wife of the Male Lead

Siegren

🦋 When you ask him very seriously to hold out his hand he complied without question, but feeling a bit suspicious of you.

🦋 You then grab a pen/quill on the table then started to ready as if you were about to run a marathon. Now, he felt more suspicious and confuse.

🦋 After you've done prepping yourself, you held the pen/quill professionally then started to draw on his hand.

🦋 Siegren was a bit surprise. He held his guard up because you were acting strange all because of this.

🦋 But he should've expected this atleast a little as he's been use to Fiona and her antics before.

🦋 He just sighed then smiled softly at you.

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The Symbiotic Relationship Between A Rabbit And A Black Panther

Ahin Grace

🦋 When you ask him to give you his hand, he almost chopped it. Anyhow, after you explaining your intentions he did as you asked. As you touch his hand, he started teasing you.

"Oh my, [Name] taking advantage on the poor innocent me? Shall I call my mother?"

🦋 Of course he just had to ruin the moment. Can there be any moment at all were he doesn't try to tease you? Even at balls he would openly flirt or tease you in public.

🦋 But now that you had the upperhand, you didn't hesitate to draw on his face, Ahin was caught off guard he never expected that from you, then it turn into a wild chase between you two, Ahin running after you for revenge and you running away from the revenge, and that is what brought you now to this situation.

🦋 You were both kneeling on the floor in front of his grandfather being scolded. Because of the chase, the manor was turned upside down, some valuables broken and the furnitures dirty.

🦋 On the corner, Vivi is secretly laughing hysterically in her rabbit form while Evelyn is trying his hardest to hide his laugh, knowing that Ahin will give him a hard time if he did. Ahin's mother just sighed already used with the both of you simce you've been like this since childhood.

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The Tyrant's Only Perfumer

Cedric Raynor Rich Evans

"Duke/Lord Cedric Evans"

🦋 I love lOVE LOVE Ariel's fashion so much💜💜 EVERY. SINGLE. CHAPTER.

🦋 Oh wait... *ahem* anyways—

🦋 He would comply like an obedient little dog

🦋 He'd watch intently as you draw on his hand, woukd glance back and forth between your serious face and your cute drawings on his hand.

🦋 He would praise you after you are done, complimenting you and your artwork.

🦋 You didn't know but after he left your place, he did not erase the drawings yet instead he hid it with his gloves. When he arrived back at his house, he removed his gloves then looked at your drawings fondly remembering the moment you two had back at your place.

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This Is An Obvious Fraudulent Marriage/ I Was Tricked Into This Fake Marriage!

Delice Kaleid

"Archduke of the Delpice/Delpais Empire" "Reincarnation of Evil"

🦋 I will never ever have complains with this man. Gotta love him🥺💜

🦋 He was very curious when you asked but complied anyway.

🦋 Then you pick up the quill on his table and started patting the feather on his table, contemplating on what to draw while Del waits patiently, giving you a soft smile.

🦋 When you finally decided on what to draw, he just stared at you amused but he didn't dare to stop you, he would never.

🦋 After you'd finish your drawing, he stares at it for a few seconds before he plants a kiss on the part that you drew.

"Thank you, [Name]."

🦋 You're not sure what he is thanking you for but you're always grateful for his cooperation on your random antics.

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My In-Laws Are Obsessed With Me

Theodore Dane Lapileon

"Grand Duke Lapileon"

🦋 How do I make this without turning it into angst🤔

🦋 Honestly, I have more angst ideas for him than I do with Dion😭

🦋 Cause this manhwa just has a depressing mood even I can feel it irl😭. If the last chapter was light then in a few chapters later or the next chapter has got to have some sadness.

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The Reason Why Raeliana Ended Up At The Duke's Mansion

Duke Noah Wynknight

🦋 The ending😭 where they met again but in the modern life, it was perfect🥺💜. Though I kinda wish we had seen a little more of them in their modern life, atleast some glimpses🥺

🦋 He did as you ask(you asked him to hand his arm out) without hesitation, thus you did not feel suspicious of him until...

🦋 He move his arm away from you. At first you just sighed and tried to grab his arm again, but he kept on dodging your hand, making you try to catch him.

🦋 When you finally had enough of him, you snap.

"Seriously Noah!?"

🦋 You hit his head, hard, and he finally stopped. In the end, you won, but to punish him instead of drawing on his hand, you draw on his face.

🦋 Once he sees himself in the mirror, he'd tease you for your 'artisticness', while he's already planning his "revenge" which will occur while you're sleeping

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Honestly, Oceanie

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kawahidaya · 2 years

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the i have to follow the plot squad:

the i have to change the plot so i won't die squad:

the i just wanna live my life squad:

#i became the wife of the male lead #i raised my childhood friend as a tyrant #death is the only ending for a villainess #who made me a princess #evil lady's hero #seduce the villain's father #how to win ny husband over #i found a husband when i picked up the male lead #the villainess had fun again today #the reason why raeliana ended up at the duke's mansion #father i don't want this marriage #the young lady i served became a young master #manhwa

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flowersfishshark28 · 1 month

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Hombres que literalmente te dicen: YO TE RESUELVO❤️🥺

#callisto regulus #millian pestelio #siegren #isaac #raphaello kedrey #winter berdandi #death is the only ending for a villainess #limited extra time #i became the wife of the male lead #please don't come to the villain's stationery #the villainess is a marionette

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leekingsman · 2 years

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Typa Girl

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trashybandit · 1 year

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Shameless Desires

Yandere Abel Heilon x Female Mage Reader

To a certain duke, the end justifies the means.

Many thanks to @no-saints-around-here for inspiring me <3 Also, I'm pretty sure this is ooc but I'm starved for content here.

TW: drugging, yandere, dubcon, and noncon

Fiona felt guilty.

It wasn't a new emotion for her, but it was especially bitter these past few months. Whenever she crossed that room, she couldn't bear to look at it, firmly keeping her gaze on the polished floor.

This is for her own good, was the mantra she repeated every time she was confronted with evidence of your existence. You were happy, she had now shifted to thinking, Abel was happy, everyone was happy! Of course, it wasn't like you were being hurt or anything, Abel wasn't the sort to do such a thing.

Yes. It was all fine.

So why wasn't she opening the damn door?

Her hand trembled, constantly slipping from the handle. It took almost five minutes to simply open the door and what was behind it was far from comforting.

You sat in the posh loveseat clutching a teacup as loosely as your smile. Upon hearing the noise, you turned to meet your guest so fast that you cup sloshed hot liquid. Yet, your dopey grin doesn’t change despite the scalding liquid dripping down your front.

“Fiona~” you laughed, “you’re finally here,” you drawled.

The woman in question forced a helpless smile before using magic to clean you up, inadvertently making contact with your blown out, unfocused irises. The more seconds she spent staring into your dazed eyes, the more she felt like a disgrace.

“Y-yes. I got your invitation,” she partially lied. You didn’t need to know that she was two hours late from her ongoing moral conflict.

“Sit down, sit down! I’ll get you some tea-”

“A-allow me to!” she blurted out.

Fiona busied herself with serving tea, keeping her eyes trained on the delicate cup, often responding simply to your excited questions and comments, all while debating internally. Breathing in deeply, she carefully handed the cup to your shaking hands before softly inquiring about your day to day life.

“I saw a rabbit the other day! It was super cute, it even had a cute bushy tail! I asked Abel if I could have one, but he said no…”

Ah, Abel.

Fiona didn’t know how to feel about him anymore. To be quite frank, he was no longer the man she wrote or even knew. He was still Siegren’s mentor and benefactor, but it was unknown to her why he was fixated on you, a character that was originally supposed to play her role after she was kicked out of the duchy turned her teacher. Now, he wasn’t just a charismatic, powerful duke on the forefront of the war, but the sort to lock up his supposed love and drug them until they were a babbling idiot. It was wrong, yet Fiona couldn’t make herself save you from the confinement. You were safe from your impending death, safe in the hands of Abel, far far away from the battlefield.

“Well, well, what do you have here?” a familiar jovial voice resounded in the relatively silent room.

A soft exclamation from you accompanied in your excited rush to embrace him left Fiona feeling even more conflicted. That unrestrained happiness in your expression replacing your usual gentle, but weary, one wasn't helping one bit. Was this really wrong if you were finally happy?

Was it really happiness if you were drugged out of your mind?, her consciousness admonished.

She couldn't stay in this room watching the questionable couple being affectionate any longer. Gathering her remaining grace and determinedly ignoring guilt swirling in her guilt with a vengeance, Fiona made a hasty exit.

The question of what you’d do once you broke out of that carefully crafted illusion was something she didn’t want to dwell on.

Abel watched the rapidly retreating figure of his (soon-to-be) daughter with mild amusion. Her attempts at hiding her conflicted face were commendable, but ultimately useless. A part of him was assured to see a good head on her shoulder, yet a larger part was pleased to see her not using it for once. It was important for one to know when to stop after all.

Purging his mind of meaningless thoughts, Abel finally focused on your now pouting self. Your glazed over eyes only had him within them, just as he liked.

Stroking your immaculately groomed hair, he gently steered you back to your original position with a soft “Should we have some tea?”

You did not have tea. What did you have was the duke of the north himself in between your legs eating you out. Each movement was calculated to make you squirm in pleasure, but not enough for a release. Simply put, he was teasing you like he always did. In the past, it used to be snide comments and what you thought to be playful flirting, but now has evolved to toying with your body until you were nothing more than a mewling, begging, mess.

Today was no different. Abel had been a bit occupied with his duties, unable to find respite in your presence at your own expense, and he was determined to make up for it all at this moment. It wasn’t long before he was using his thumb to press against your clit alongside his tongue delving into your cunt. The noises that originated from his actions left you ashamed from doing such a deed in an extravagant room, let alone the thought of being discovered or ruining the lavish furniture. Abel, of course, didn’t even give such thoughts the time of day, instead relishing your flustered form. Who cared if someone walked in? He’d just gouge their eyes out for daring to peering into your communion.

Your pleas for him to stop not only failed but instead encouraged him further, especially when a “no” would morph into a moan. Everytime that’d happen, he’d plunge a thick finger of his into your awaiting pussy, twisting and turning it within you whilst mockingly asking you why you would want him to stop when you mewled so beautifully whenever he did this. Abel would even go as far as to lick up the juices dripping down your weeping cunt as he prolonged your suffering, unable to resist giving you a taste as he drags you into a kiss that demanded you to focus on him and not the ceiling.

His large, scarred hands trailed down your sides, easily slipping off your dress to fondle your breasts and rolling those nubs in between his still sticky fingers, all while kissing you like it was his last day on this earth. That didn’t stop the pained whimper from the weight of Abel’s dick pressing against you slipping your lips, with all the memories of being tossed and turned in the sheets while being stretched out as he practically decimates your poor cunt. Much to his twisted delight, Abel was treated to your hoarse voice begging for him to stop, that it’d hurt, and for once, he stopped.

“I-if I do that,” the shameless duke panted, “what would you do about this?” accentuating the question by stroking his drooling member. “Would you leave me like this?”

A quick shake of your head led to you being on your knees and Abel patronizingly encouraged you to worship his cock. He slapped it onto your face, enjoying how you tenderly licked and sucked it before shoving the entire thing down your throat without warning. Your gags and splutters felt heavenly around him and were practically begging him to use your throat as his personal hole, to grab your head and use it for his own pleasure. His scent filled your nostrils after he slammed the entire length of his dick down your throat as he marked your throat with his seed.

Abel’s slightly strained breaths were contrasted to your sputters and coughs. The tears that pricked in your eyes from the mistreatment your throat just went through stirred Abel lust yet again.

Gently wiping away those tears streaming down your face, Abel softly whispered, “I’m nowhere near done…You’d still help me, right?”

Of course you would. You could never say no to your beloved.

#abel heilon x reader #yandere abel heilon x reader #yandere abel heilon #i became the wife of the male lead #tw: noncon #tw: dubcon #tw: yandere #tw: drugging

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