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writingoddess1125 · 6 months

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hiya!

Could you do Prince Nuada from Hellboy 2 and reader?

This one has taken me a while- Also thank you for reigniting the LOVE I had for Prince Nuada! Ugh! So sexy!!

I do hope this is to your liking since it did take some warping.

1. I gotta keep Nuada and Nuala alive so the ending didn't happen

2. Introduce elements from the comics aka Hellboy had adopted siblings.

OKAY ENJOY! I TRIED HAPPY HALLOWEEN!

Half Breed

Prince Nuada x FemReader

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After the fortunately failed suicide attempt from Nuala which had horribly injured both twins- Nuafa had been captured and the two rushed back to the Bureau for emergency treatment, Which fortunately allowed the Elves to survive the whole ordeal.

Nuada had been placed in custody of B.P.R.D first as a high level prisoner for many months after his attempt to wipe out humanity.

After being in solitary confinement for far too long a deal was struck with him to work for the organization due to his knowlege of the world and to get out of solitary help all that had been damaged.

He had agreed- begrudgingly and because Nuala insisted.. it had been nearly a year of this all- When something interesting took place.

Nuala and Abe walked down the corridors together, talking about recent books they had shared before Abe paused.

"Oh?-" He looked around calmly before seeing the warning lights come down shining blue instead of the normal red for emergencies.

"Is there an emergancy?" Nuala questioned, a bit nervous of what it could mean, But Abe gently touched her shoulder with his gloved hand.

"No no- Just a old friend. Everytime she visits her and Red play a.. Game of sorts like tag" Abe explained, Nuala smiling at hearing this. Nuada who had just returned from a mission turned the corner seeing his sister and the fish man, frowning but looking to the lights.

"Whats this?" He asked shortly, Abe repeating his answer from before.

"Warning lights for a Game?" He questioned, eyes narrowed in suspicion.

"Well they are only allowed to have this game once a year and for 5 minutes- mainly due to the property damage that always happens" Abe said truthfully as the elven twins looked surprised by this. A childish game causing property damage?

As if right on cue there was a loud crash the trio turning to see Hellboy running full force in their direction like a train.

"MOVE MOVE!" He yelled loudly, as he ran past them. This was the fastest any of them had seen him run even in a life or death situation, right as he was about to turn the corner a black boot came barrowing down on the side of his cheek, knocking him to the ground hard before the smaller figure ran down the hall Red had just gone through.

"You're it!" She yelled and the trio watched- There running past was a women. Dressed in all black leather tactical gear with her silver hair in a long braid, the ends a sunset gold- (Y/S/C) skin with unique etchings found in only elvish culture paired with amber eyes. It didn't take a genius to figure see what she was-

"Timer Abe!" She yelled, Abe looking to the small watch he carried.

"4 minutes and 26 seconds left- Also happy youve returned safely" He called out to (Y/N) who dashed down the hallway.

Nuada eyes widened as he couldnt help but follower her with his gaze, something about her drew him in. The trio sticking to the walls as they tried to follow the action- it was like a massive battle taking black between a giant and a tiny titan. While Red was slamming into walls cracking cement with his weight and arm- (Y/N) was doing flips and hung to the light fixtures above to keep an advantage.

"Happy to see you too!!!"

He could only describe himself as being mesmerized by her.. Every turn, giggle and jump just seemed to bewitch him and it terrified him.. It wasn't till a loud alarm snapped him his gaze making him jump a bit in surprise- the game was over it seemed and Hellboy returned with his sister, the demon clearly glum from losing.

Nuala eyes widened as she watched (Y/N) jump around Hellboy with a happy smile at winning the game. Figuring what she was but disbelieving of course even after this entire endeavor. A leath-fola. A Half-Blood Actually existed in this world? The embodiment of a union between a human and one of his own kind-

"I win Red! So that's 28 for me and 25 for you. Best luck next you!" She said cheerfully as Hellboy grumbled and pushed her head away with his small hand.

"Yada Yada short stack-"

She noticed the looks of the two meeting their gazes and Nuada immediately felt his heart beat pick up- Confused by the sensation he glanced to Nuala assuming it must be her however she seemed calm and relaxed.

"New Agents?" She questioned looking at the twins, Abe nodding with a 'smile'

"Prince Nuada of the Bethmora clan.. This here is my sister Princess Nuala" He introduced both formally, watching how her smile seemed to radiate as he spoke. It made him feel like he had had stepped into the sun for the first time in years..

"It's lovely to meet you both! It's so lovely to have new faces here in the facility" She said cheerfully, reaching out in a friendly matter and patting both twins on the shoulders.

It felt like Nuada had been shocked by the most pleasant bit of electricity that left him flustered and confused. His sister finally glancing at him as she felt his emotions and gaze a smile, a twinkle of what could only be described as mischief in her golden gaze.

"Yes.. new faces... now if you'll excuse me" Nuada said quickly before dismissing himself- trying to control the panic that was eating him on the inside and the warmth that bloomed in his body. He practically ran back to the space he was forced to call a room and lock himself inside. Nuada stood in his room pacing back and forth. His mind racing and heart uneasy- unknowingly for hours as he tried to calm himself from the sudden feelings that seemed to slam into him.

A knock on the door bringing him from his thoughts as he quickly opened the door, surprised to see his sister standing there in a evening gown.

"Sister, what are you doing up? You should be resting.." He said softly, allowing Nuala into the room.

"I can not rest with you so worked up brother" Nuala said softly. The prince sighing as he realized he had kept her up and took a seat on the corner of the bed, Nuala sitting next to him as well.

"Well- It sounds like she is your fated partner" She pointed out and Nuada immediately felt anger in his blood.

"You're thinking about the leath-fola (Y/N)? Right?" Nuala said softly as she rubbed her brothers shoulder to comfort him. He frowned at being so obvious and also for the form of comfort.

"Yes- She... makes me uneasy" He says, lying a bit to avoid the words he wanted to use. Nuala smiling at this.

"Do not speak such foolish things-" He hissed, Nuala flinching at his harsh words.

"I am not fated to a mortal of all beings" He started but Nuala held up a hand.

"She is not a mortal however brother.. You saw" Nuada was ready to argue but couldnt- his face twisting up.. The damn half-breed was not his fated partner NOR was it going to be the siblings of the demon.

He would prove it...

For the first few weeks that (Y/N) was there, Nuada had been rude and snide. Hissing insults about her mixed blood, shoving past her or even straight up ignoring her. He expected she would take the abuse since she didnt say anything about it but he had been wrong- so terribly wrong.

It took only one time calling her "Dirty" in terms of her blood to get the hardest punch he had ever taken to the nose- It made his eyes water and fall to a knee infront of her..

She grabbed his silver hair and pulled him close so they were eye to eye-

"Listen here- Keep insulting me like this and I'm going to tear your ass a new one. I don't give a Flying fuck if your a price or whatever- I will fuck you up" She hissed at him-

Nuada felt more confused then he ever had before- The pain seemingly going with the fluttering warmth he felt in his face and blatant arousal that was Damm near impossible to miss- (Y/N) seeing his widened eyes and the flush of color on his pale face, like he was frozen and her own golden eyes traveled down at noticing some new movement.

"O-Oh-" Was all she said- Clearly just as surprised as Nuada was at this point. Her fingers carefully releasing his silver hair as warmth went to her own cheeks.

Nuada wanted a blade to the heart at this point...

#x reader #hellboy #Hellboy Golden Army #prince nuada #Princess Nuala #hellboy 2 the golden army #hellboy 2004 #abe sapien #halloween #happy halloweeeeeeen #dark elf #elf x reader #half elf #teratophile #monster fucker #monster fuqqer #monster fudger

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wareagleofthemountain · 9 months

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Was inspired by the lovely @thedragonkween and her amazing Nuada HCs which I’ll link here to spread some more love for this elf boi! Hope you enjoy!

Nuada x fem elf reader

In public, you can expect the Prince to be very well mannered and courtly. Walking with you on his arm, opening the door for you, pulling out your chair, kissing your hand etc. He also really enjoys slow dancing with you, and will insist on you letting him teach you even when you’re self conscious about your abilities. He’ll correct your stance with gentle touches until you relax into him and trust him to lead. All his centuries of stealth training left Nuada extremely light on his feet, and you feel like you’re flying as you two glide across the floor, safely wrapped in the arms of your love. Nuada can’t help but stare into your beautiful eyes the whole time, and runs his hand up your side as you move in rhythm with the music. You quickly become the envy of the king’s court as other elves vying for the prince’s affection know they have missed their chance the moment they see how attentive Nuada is with you.

You and Nuala quickly become like sisters and she often invites you to spend the day with her while Nuada is working. She loves to braid golden flowers into your hair and has taken it upon herself to be your personal stylist; always having an eye for the clothes and jewelry that would look best on you.

And if Nuada’s star struck expression and him nearly falling to his knees after seeing you in a gown she’d chosen is anything to go by, I’d say she does a pretty good job.

Nuala can feel the warm waves of love that roll off of your soul, and cherishes the joy your presence brings. She can also sense a change in Nuada’s heart since you’ve been in his life. Your light has begun to chip away at the darkness that threatens to consume his being and she is grateful to you for bringing her brother back to his old self.

Nuada has more than once walked in on you and Nuala laughing at some childhood story where he’s done something foolish. Nuala’s favorite jokes are the ones at her brother’s expense.

Nuada’s favorite quality about you is your kind heart, so he protects your emotional well-being as much as your physical. The moment he senses your distress, he’s at your side in a matter of seconds ready to shield you anyway he needs to. He can actually use his spiritual energy to put up a temporary protective wall around your mind. No matter what gets thrown at you from the perpetrator, it will not be able to touch you mentally or emotionally so long as Nuada is around.

Seriously though, no one had better threaten you in any capacity. They won’t live. Period. They can run. But they can’t hide.

Nuada will never curtail your freedom; he believes that you deserve to revel in all the splendors this earth has to offer. However, he will be accompanying you. He’s a legendary warrior with centuries of experience. Let him use his skills to keep the most precious one in his life safe. If he is unable to go with you somewhere, he will appoint his trusted affiliate Mr. Wink to assure your safety.

When you and Nuada are alone, you’ve flipped a switch in him. The Prince who, five minutes ago, was tearing through enemies in bloody armor, is now cradling you to his chest and placing soft kisses on your temples as soon as your chamber door is closed. After he’s cleaned up of course. Nuada refuses to touch your precious skin with hands stained with the blood of foul creatures.

As you both love and honor your elvish culture, you use your native tongue as the primary means of communicating when alone. He loves to call you “my light” “my soul” and “my everything” in elvish.

You two spend a lot of time in the library, you cradled in his lap while he reads to you.

This was a lot of fun! Would anyone be interested in a part 2? Possibly some NSFW HCs next?

#Nuada #prince Nuada #Nuada x reader #hellboy #Nuala

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iamfandomtrashandimproud · 1 year

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Nuala (about Abe): I like him a lot. He's real funny

Nuada: You got pregnant for funny?

Nuada: Nuala, if he's funny..

Nuada: LAUGH!

#hellboy #hellboy the golden army #prince nuada #princess Nuala #abe sapien #Nuala x Abe #source: friends

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gay-dorito-dust · 5 months

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Whoa you like Nuada too? I can’t pass this up! Can you please write Nuada with a reader who is cheerful individual? I like grumpy x sunshine ships 😆 I feel he wouldn’t know how to go about it and more confused when he falls for reader (Gender neutral pls)

Of course I like Nuada anon! How could I not?! I’d be ashamed of myself if I didn’t.🦦 also this is long as shit. I got carried away…no I won’t apologise.

Nuada first heard of you whilst being held captive at the BRPD through Nuala, whom had met you earlier that day through your mutual love of literature. And according to his sister you were a bright, bubbly, happy and warm individual who made her feel welcomed and included the moment she came to the Bureau; even going so far as to gift her with a poetry book with a cerulean blue cover.

It was actually a personal possession of yours but due to never haven gotten to read it, you had decided that it would serve Nuala far better than it ever did you. Nuala naturally refused to accept it but, you were persistent that she’d have it as you would rather have it be well loved and read than sitting on a cold, lonely shelf collecting dust.

‘They’re such a delight to talk to brother.’ Nuala began, clutching the poetry book with the cerulean cover close to her chest as though it were a priceless treasure, which to her it very much was.

‘They’re human dear sister, this persona they’ve put on is probably a trick, an illusions of sorts to lure you into a false sense of security.’ Nuada warns, not as trusting towards humanity as Nuala was. Giving? Warm? Welcoming? These were traits that the elven prince would’ve never associated with humans. Ever. It just sounded too far fetched to think that such a kindhearted and selfless person could ever have existed. Nuada only knew humanity for their glutinous greed, so such simple acts of kindness as gifting someone a poetry book, would do very little to change his perspective on the entirety of mankind.

Nuala frowns. ‘You haven’t even met them and yet you refuse to give them a fair chance. I understand your grievances towards humans but all I ask of you, dear brother, is that you learn to trust one, even if that one happens to be y/n.’ Nuala pleaded with Nuada, holding out on a spark of hope that with your influence, Nuada’s heart will no longer be veiled in shadows. Nuala truly believed that if anyone could come close to doing just that, it would be you, she just knew it.

Nuada merely scoffs at the notion his sister has in you being the one to unveil his heart of the pain and suffering. While he may have once bended to his twins every plea, this was one he could not find himself willingly doing so and the look upon Nuala’s face told him that she was very much made aware of that fact and wordlessly left.

Nuada wouldn’t get to experience you in your entirety until the BRPD decided that Nuada was trusted to head out on missions as your partner, they too also had some inclination that your bright and sweet persona would not only run off on Nuada but also soften his resolve against all of humanity; an request that would take a lot out of you.

‘You must be Prince Nuada. It’s nice to finally put a face to the name I’ve heard so much about.’ You said, barely able to contain your excitement at finally being given a partner. Sure the stories you’ve heard about the elven prince were…less then enlightening, framing him as an angry and vengeful being incapable of change, but the ones you’ve heard from Nuala however painted Nuada as a somewhat tragic figure.

‘I can’t remember the last time I saw my brother smile, if he even smiled at all.’ Nuala would say as a saddened look came across her face before she looked over at you when you abruptly grabbed her hand, face set in serious determination.

‘I’ll try and get him to smile more for you.’ You said.

‘It’s an impossible feat.’ Nuala counters but you weren’t having any of it.

‘Then I’ll just keep trying until I do, no matter how long that may take.’ You replied, staying strong to your conviction.

‘Why. Why would you go out of your way to do something for someone you barely even know?’ Nuala asked, feeling your strength, determination, heart and more theough just holding your hand alone. It was overwhelming of hoe bright you were that Nuala swore she would soon be blinded by your light alone, however it was because of your power of will that gave her hope, hope that you’ll might just do what she had long since believed to be impossible.

You merely smiled and relied with, ‘because even the strongest of us deserve to smile and like you said, you don’t remember the last time that you’ve seen your brother smile. So leave that to me and I promise to have Nuada smiling soon.’

And you always meant your promises. Always. What you wasn’t expecting was how handsome Nuada actually was. No one had bothered to tell you prior that your partner was a true beauty. A beauty with a piercing set of golden eyes and desirably soft, silky hair that fell past his shoulders in a platinum blonde waterfall. He held an air about him that made you both nervous and excited, however you had to quickly remind yourself that he wasn’t going to warm up to you nearly as quickly as you’d hoped.

Nuada on the other hand was immediately blindsided by your personality. It was so vibrant, colourful and filled to the brim with radiant life that he was certain that he looked rather dull and lifeless in comparison. It also looked as though his sister was right about many things in regard to your character, however that didn’t warrant Nuada to immediately start trusting you like she had wished for, after all you were still a human at the end of the day.

‘I’m-‘

‘Y/n. I’m aware.’ Nuada cuts you off abruptly before you could properly introduce yourself.

You made a face. ‘How-‘

‘My sister speaks highly of you,’ you began to smile at that but Nuada wasn’t finished, ‘but I have yet to witness what’s so special about you.’ You merely shrugged and answered with your entire chest. ‘You will soon enough. I promised your sister to get you to smile after all.’ Nuada’s brows raised at this but before he could get you to elaborate on that further, it was already time to head out for your first mission as a partnership.

Your first mission had turned out to be an avid success that it would only stand to reason to keep sending you and Nuada out as a team. You worked extremely well together and your fighting styles complement each others, while also concealing any weak spots that the other may have almost seamlessly. You and Nuada both complement missions in quick and swift succession. That was out in the field however, the way you acted towards Nuada afterwards made him feel a weird warmth within his chest.

You would often note of how Nuada fell a good distance behind everyone else after group missions, and so you would then fall to the back of the group also -not wanting him to be alone- before naturally falling into step with him, all the while still adhering to giving him his own personal space. You didn’t force a conversation with him like he expected you to, but instead allowed a calming silence to befall the pair of you as you headed home; Which was something he was oddly grateful to you for as he wasn’t that much of a conversationalist after battle.

However he couldn’t help but wonder why you were putting in so much effort into him. He hated your kind and yet you’ve treated him with nothing but respect and kindness. You didn’t push his boundaries, you didn’t overstay your welcome but even long after you left his side, Nauda could still feel your lingering warmth within every breeze that passed him by. Nuada just didn’t get why you were so hellbent on your promise to his sister, was it truly that important for you to help fulfil Nuala’s wish? And if so, what was it that she had said at the time for you that solidified your need to see it through film the end?

While Nuada had to admit, it was quite admirable that you kept to your word but some days he couldn’t help but question whether if that was your sole reason for sticking so close to him. Whether or not he’d ever confront you about it was his to debate upon later, but as for now he decided against it; His pride would never allow him to indulge in such thoughts and ideations that weren’t remotely relevant to hating humans.

Nuada had also noticed that after being your partner for a while, he had developed a need to protect you from all harm. At first he thought that if you died on a mission, the fault would fall onto him and he would be put back into confinement until further notice, but he soon learned that wasn’t actually the case; Far from it actually that he soon found himself sitting across from his sister to discuss about it.

‘Sounds like you have grown fond of y/n, brother.’ Nuala had said, smiling as she relishes in the times that Nuada obviously expressed interest in you without knowing it, but luckily that’s when the link they share makes situations like these a whole lot more simpler to navigate.

‘I merely find them more tolerable than others.’ Nuada defends, crossing his arms over his chest, still heavily in denial that anything he felt for you could possibly go beyond the realms of being cordial with one another. Yet that didn’t explain the sting in his chest whenever you were as joyful and excitable with anyone who wasn’t him, almost as though he wanted you to only beam that bright for him and him only.

‘Then why do you feel at peace with them near? Has their light finally unveiled your heart?’ Nuala asked and this time Nuada stayed silent for a longer period of time as he was beginning to realise that yes, you did infect have unveiled his heart from the shadows he cast over it. What scared him however was how you had done it. You constantly showed him patience during the times where he needed it, showed him understanding when he talked about his feelings, something he hadn’t done as much before meeting you; you even showed him solidarity for the times where he needed someone to stand by his side.

You had changed Nuada’s way of life in small but meaningful ways that there came a day where he starts to hate the fact that he had come this far without the gentle guidance of your voice for him to follow unto a better path. However despite acknowledging that you play a pivotal part in his current life, doesn’t mean that made Nuada’s understanding of his feelings any clearer than they were when he first discovered them.

‘They make me feel things I’d never thought I’d feel again Nuala.’ He began, knowing that whatever he said to his sister would be kept solely between them. ‘I’ve been lost admits my need for revenge that even the fluttering in my chest, or the warmth that reaches my cheeks feels foreign to me now.’ He adds, taking the time to remember the first time he felt something towards you that wasn’t explicit hatred for being human. ‘It feels as though I’m experiencing them for the first time and I can’t help but become addicted of sorts, that whenever they smile at me-‘

‘You hope that they smile at you like that forever.’ Nuala interrupts her brother softly, already quite well acquainted either that feeling from the times she felt Nuada’s emotions through the link.

‘Yes.’ Nuada said in an almost whisper. ‘I wish to be the reason y/n smiles as much as they are mine.’ Nuala couldn’t help but express her happiness for this new stage of Nuada’s life, all she wanted was for her brother to be happy and she was made even happier at the fact that it was you who made him the happiest he’s ever felt in a long time.

‘We shall get through this together brother.’ Nuala reassured, feeling her brothers’ still prevalent confusion, making Nuada look back at her, ‘then soon everything else will fall into place. You just have to put faith in the hope that y/n will be there to catch you when you fall.’

Nuada was still confused about everything but with hi sisters help, he hopes to surely get a clearer understanding of what he was currently feeling before confronting you about it.

#prince nuada x you #prince nuada x reader #prince nuada imagines #prince nuada imagine #nuada x you #nuada imagines #nuada x reader #nuada imagine

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a-world-of-whimsy-5 · 6 months

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Hi Whimsy🖤

I'm new here and this is my first ask so I'm sorry if I haven't done this right. If you're comfortable with it and are able to can I get a Prince Nuada x chubby f!reader enemies to lovers anything (with nsfw if you're fine with that).

You have full reign over the direction and themes of this, anything is appreciated!

Thank you for your time🌻

Hello! Now this is something that actually deserves a full multi-part fic, so I thought of coming up with a detailed outline for the moment. I hope you like it!

“A prince’s regard”

Pairing: Prince Nuada x chubby F! reader (Human | Second person POV)

Themes: Enemies to lovers | Soft | NSFW

Wordcount: 2.2k words

Summary: As part of a greater plan to encourage peace and understanding between humans and elves, a lottery is held for elves and humans to live amongst each other. You’re one of them, and the elf you are paired off with during the lotter is none other than Nuada himself.

A/n: If anyone wants to make use of these I say go for it, but please tag me if you do.

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🍃As part of a peace treaty with mortals, King Balor proposed an exchange of culture and knowledge between the two former warring races. Selected humans would live amongst the elves as attendants, handmaidens, stewards, and students, and elves would do the same with humans.

🍃A lottery is organized and monitored by the BPRD to stop parties with vested interests from meddling and upsetting the delicate balance of such a hard-won peace. Offices spread all over the world turn into lottery centers, and any elf or mortal wishing to add their name to the list is encouraged to do so.

🍃The numbers may not have been record-breaking, but enough elves and humans registered all the same. Your name was one of them. You did it on a dare, and with your friends, thinking nothing would ever come out of it.

🍃When the announcements start, you join the others in front of the TV, listening to names being called out, along with the names of families and individuals they would be paired with. Your name was not called on the first day. It was not called on the second or third day either. It was disappointing, to be sure, but you made peace with it. The days passed, with more and more names being announced. Then, after a fortnight had passed, you listened, dumbfounded, while your own name was announced to the world in crisp words. You were even more astounded when you found that you were being paired off with none other than the crown prince of Bethmoora himself.

🍃Your friends take you shopping as you would be moving into a series of abandoned railway tunnels he had converted into a luxurious palace. No one has seen the inside of it except for his father and sister, and the handful of attendants that served him.

🍃You’re nervous. Not just because you would be living with elven royalty, but also because Nuada is well known for hating humans.

🍃The prince was cold and aloof when you walked in through thick wooden doors full of strange symbols carved into them. “For protection,” Princess Nuala said, “against any evil that tries to make its way inside.”

🍃She was exceedingly warm where her twin is not, asking dozens of questions about your life, your friends, your family, everything. Nuala helped you settle into your new rooms and then showed you around the vast network of tunnels and chambers her brother called home. Everything was dimly lit, because that was how he liked it. There were sculptures and priceless works of art everywhere, hundreds upon hundreds of candles, thick, plush carpets, and the library was unlike anything you had ever seen.

“Do not touch anything.” He hissed, startling you. Nuada had walked up to you without making a sound. It was more than a little unnerving that he could do such a thing. “These treasures are priceless, and I will not see them sullied by mortal hands such as yours.”

Nuala apologized profusely. “Some of the sculptures you see here belonged to our mother,” she went on to explain after he disappeared down another corridor. “And my brother is quite attached to them.”

She did not say more on the matter, and she took you to her own rooms and hosted you to a light supper. At least, that was what she called it. An elaborate meal had been laid out in the dining room of her apartment. During dinner, Nuala informed she had to return to the BPRD, as her true home was there, with Abe. She would visit from time to time, but her place was elsewhere. Your heart sank, for it meant you would have to be alone with Nuada.

“Do not fret,” she urged. “My brother has a good heart; it is just that he guards it so fiercely. Give him time, y/n. He will come around. Mr. Wink will be here as well, so you will not want for company.”

“That’s comforting,” you tell yourself. Mr. Wink was large and imposing and spoke in a language you did not understand, and his loyalty would always belong to Nuada. Still, you made peace with Nuala’s leaving, and enjoyed the rest of your dinner.

🍃During the course of the subsequent days and weeks, Nuada would go out of his way to avoid you. He dined by himself, trained by himself, and kept to his own chambers when he was not needed elsewhere. If, by chance, you did run into him, he would respond with a curt grunt before walking away. If you came upon him training, he would order you to leave him in peace. Sometimes, not always, but sometimes, he would walk out of a room if you walked into it. It stung. What made it worse was knowing your stay had to last a full year before a change in placement could be requested. And that made you wretched, because the end of that year was still a long way off. Resentment took root, and you slowly began to loathe the prince for making living with him so hard.

🍃Mr. Wink, on the other hand, was surprisingly nicer, allowing you to join him while he used the mechanical toys that kept him entertained, watching TV with you, and even letting you read to him once in a while. He went so far as to ask through Nuala for you to help him learn your language.

It was a trial. Truly, it was a trial. Mr. Wink was a creature of fixed habits, and modern languages were strange to his ears. Once, he nearly flipped over a table in frustration. You had to keep to your sofa and hide your giggles while he ranted and raved and declared, through Nuala during her next visit, that human languages were languages born from the pits of hell.

“They may be languages from the pits of hell,” you tell him, “but you still need to learn. Come on. You can do this.”

The lessons continued. And Nuada’s avoidance of you continued as well.

🍃“Why do you always avoid me?” You finally mustered your courage and confronted him after breakfast. “I know you are not all that happy about it, but do you have to go out of your way to make me feel unwelcome?”

“Because you are mortal,” he rasped sharply. “That alone is enough. Now leave me. I have better things to do with my time.”

🍃And so it continued, until one dark November night, when an injured Mr. Wink brought him home, covered in wounds. A raid had gone wrong, you were told. Hellboy had taken it into his head to charge straight into a hive of tooth fairies, the largest that had been found in North America. Many in the team were injured, and Nuada was one of those who were worse off. Doctors from the Bureau came over and did the best they could. You had to see to his care after they left, as Nuala could not leave the BPRD. She too had suffered the same harm, even though she never left the facility.

For several days, Nuada slipped in and out of consciousness. You wanted to let him struggle out of spite, but seeing him helpless and weak convinced you to do otherwise. You changed his dressing, gave him bed baths to clean him up, and even changed his clothes. You avoided looking at the scars that marred an otherwise near-perfect body. It would be rude to do so, you tell yourself. He would not like being gawked at.

You brushed his hair and then read to him before making yourself comfortable on a nearby pillowed bench that served as your bed. Sometimes, you would find him looking at you with a strange expression in his eyes while you went about looking after him. You didn’t know what to make of it.

🍃“You must eat something, my prince,” you insisted one evening, holding a spoonful of soup to his mouth. “Just a spoonful. Please.”

Nuada’s appetite had deserted him, and you had to feed him his meals. He fussed and grumbled and muttered choice words in the language of his people, but he would yield to your entreaties in the end and make himself eat. It started with a spoonful, and then another, and another. Finally, when he was strong enough, he could eat properly.

🍃Then he started to talk. It’s about the little things at first: the meal before him, his sister’s wellbeing, and your lessons with Mr. Wink.

“He speaks very highly of you,” he confessed, much to your surprise. “He says you treat him with respect.”

“Do other elves treat him with respect?”

“No,” he replied. "Trolls are seen as, how do you mortals put it?" Nuada searched for the right word. "Oh yes. As the knuckledraggers of my world. Mr. Wink is a remnant of a more primitive age and, therefore, unworthy of true respect in the eyes of many. Besides my sister and myself, you are the only one who is openly kind to him."

"You are kind to him, and yet you treat me with scorn," you sighed.

The prince said nothing. He grew quiet and thoughtful. You take it as a sign to clear his tray and leave.

🍃Life with him became easier after that. While he rested, Nuada spoke of all the things he had seen and all the wondrous creatures he had met. You listened to his tales with rapt attention, for few mortals knew of such things. Finally, he opened up about his hatred for humans and why he allowed it to fester in his heart for so long.

“They killed my mother,” he spat. “When father left for war, mother traveled with him. She would stay at camp while he took off for the battlefield. He thought he had no cause for worry, for it was an unwritten rule, you see, for a military camp to be left untouched even during the height of fighting. There could be women and children present. Humans did not care for that. As soon as father’s warriors were out of sight, they attacked the camp. My mother… let us just say she did not survive.”

You did not know what to say, except for "I'm sorry.” Nuada smiled sadly and patted your hand.

“Tis not your fault,” he countered. “And it is I who should be apologizing." Nuada paused, and hesitated. "You have been nothing but considerate of my wishes the entire time, and you went out of your way to take care of me even after how I behaved in the beginning. I am ashamed of myself and must beg for your forgiveness.”

🍃Forgiveness would take a while, but Nuada did all that he could to make amends. He even invited you to accompany him to a great feast as his honored guest. That gave you pause, for while Nuada was lithe and graceful and everything a mighty warrior ought to be, you thought yourself to be the opposite of it all and told him so.

“Everyone would compare me to the other ladies,” you agonized after changing into yet another gown, one that was so soft it felt like you were clothed in nothing but air. “I cannot go looking like this.”

“No one will compare you to others,” he insisted. Nuada came into your rooms after wondering what was taking you so long. “They would not dare do so. Besides, there is nothing to give you cause for concern. Like your hair, for example. It looks beautiful the way you have arranged it.”

A flash of heat crept up your throat. No one had complimented you like this before. “It is?”

“Indeed.” Nuada came closer. “And that dress. How artfully it clings to your body. You have made a wise choice with your garments, y/n.”

“Oh.” Now your cheeks were aflame. “You’re not lying? You really like how I look?

“As my sister would tell you, lying is not something I excel at.” He grew bolder, and brushed his hand over your hip, your waist. “Soft,” he murmured. “Even softer than your dress.”

His touch was electrifying. And he was right. Lying was not something he was skilled at. You saw it with your own eyes—how he could not even pretend to be gracious in the beginning. You flushed and looked away, unsure of what to do or say. Nuada reached over and lifted your chin, making you meet his gaze.

“Did I go too far?” He murmured softly.

“No,” you mumbled. “I… I just didn’t expect such attention from someone like you. You are the crown prince. You’re dashing and skilled, and you're the greatest warrior among your people. And I… I am me.”

He went quiet for a while, as if he were thinking. “Then give me the chance to show you how you are so much more than what you believe yourself to be,” he proposed. “Can you do that, y/n? Give me such a chance?”

He was holding out his hand, his eyes bright and determined. But there was something else in those vivid golden-yellow eyes of his. Something more than determination. It tugged at you and drew you in.

He is trying, you think to yourself. He is really trying. And would it be awful to be at the receiving end of his affections?

You decided it would not be so awful after all and placed your hand in his.

tags: @nupppuff @thepjofanqueen

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thedragonkween · 2 years

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Prince Nuada Headcanons! 🤍

Prince Nuada x gn!Reader headcanons. I recently watched Hellboy II and I couldn't help but simp. I wrote these headcanons on how I think a relationship with him would be, and I wanted to share them with you! We can always do with a little more Nuada love. I hope you like them, and feel free to add your own headcanons if you have any!! I would love to hear your ideas 💕

Also, these are safe for work!

Protective, protective, protective. This beautiful, lonely prince knows how cruel the world can be, how many dangers lie in it. Every time he cradles your face in his hands delicately, he silently vows to himself that he will protect you. For once in his life, he has finally found his light - someone who listens to his troubles, who watches curiously as he tinkers with mysterious elven technology, who washes and braids his hair when he can’t bother to do so. He will fight to the death for you.

He is the literal embodiment of “scary dog privileges”, so if you ever want to go for a walk or a run after dark, he will be there by your side, scowling at anyone who looks at you for a moment too long.

He looms over you like a shadow, always ready to push you behind him and shield you with his body if someone or something threatens you.

This is especially true when you visit the Troll Market. You had to insist for Nuada to take you with him the first time, but in the end, he gave in, unable to resist your bright, hopeful eyes and warm smile (you are his weak spot, after all). He agrees on two conditions: you are not allowed to wander on your own, and if something dangerous happens (such as a skirmish or if a creature bothers you) the trip will be over, and you will return to the surface immediately.

Luckily, nothing dangerous happened and you were able to experience the bustling, chaotic atmosphere of the market undisturbed. Unexpected bonus: Nuada always kept a large hand on the small of your back, ready to guide you or to tuck you in the safety of his arms at a moment’s notice should something threaten your safety.

He loves it when you watch him train. It makes him proud to show off his strength, to remind you of his immense prowess and, by extension, his ability to defend you. He always puts in more effort when he knows you’re watching (he can’t help it: your adoring gaze is much too adorable to resist). He wouldn’t deny you if you asked him to train you, but he will remind you that you won’t ever need to pick up a sword as long as he breathes.

Nuala loves you!! She is so happy that her brother has found someone who cherishes him the way you do. She can’t hide her smile as she tells you that she has never seen her brother smile so much (which isn’t a lot, but for Nuada, it’s huge). She can feel how much you mean to him. She will want to get to know the person who has bewitched her brother body and soul (*wink wink*), so expect her to invite you to spend time with her to get to know you better. She grows to be really fond of your presence and of the joy that you bring. She is yours and Nuada’s number one fan.

Sometimes, Nuada just stares at you. He takes it all in: your beauty, your smile, your kindness - just you. He used to think that humans were hollow creatures, incapable of showing empathy or kindness towards anyone or anything. But then you came along. You, so sweet, so ready not to treat him differently because of his past or his actions. He never stood a chance.

When you two are alone, he’s all over you. His preferred form of physical affection is through spoiling you with soft, delicate touches that always leave you trembling and craving more of his warmth. He will tuck strands of hair behind your ear if he wishes to better see your beautiful eyes when you’re talking to him, only to peck your lips unexpectedly when the urge to be close to you overtakes him. He is a legendary warrior who is quick to bestow death upon his enemies, but with you, he is as gentle as a soft breeze. His gentleness is a stark contrast to his power, but wholly welcome.

He becomes quickly addicted to kissing you. Your lips are soft and heavenly, how can he resist? He will usually move his lips against yours slowly, savoring the moment, one big hand behind your head so he can kiss you to his heart’s content, and the other tucking you against his chest. He loves it: it reminds him that you’re safe with him, protected against all the evils in the world. He won’t let you go until you’re sighing in bliss against his lips.

He will let you braid and style his hair. He loves the feeling of your smaller fingers running through his hair. To be touched so softly after a lifetime of war is heavenly. And moreover, he has to admit that, even if you are not a professional, the hair styles you choose for him always suit him. He appreciates both simple updos and intricate braids – as long as he gets to feel your hands and spend time in your presence, he’s happy.

How could I forget his markings? Nuada will let you run the tips of your fingers over the markings over his nose and temple – he is proud of his heritage and even more proud of you accepting his culture. Similarly, he will let you explore his battle scars: they are reminders that he has fought many battles and won, and therefore they are a testament to his courage and strength.

He will tell you about his culture, his people, and his language. He will even try to teach you a few words in Elvish, loving the way his tongue sounds when spoken from your mouth (also, imagine him telling you how beautiful or amazing you are in Elvish, loving the way you have no idea that he’s saying such intimate things to you). He is very proud when you listen intently to his stories and ask questions. He will feel honored that you show this much interest for his culture, further solidifying his belief that you are the one he wants to spend his life with. Also, expect him to use so many pet names in Elvish!! And then he smirks when you ask him what they mean – you won’t get a response until he's kissed you tenderly, the meaning whispered against your lips soon after.

All in all, I think Nuada has a lot of love to give under all his layers of anger and anguish. He is a loyal partner and an exceptional friend, always ready to be your rock and to steady you when life becomes too tough. He is your watchful protector and your greatest ally 🤍.

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trash-gobby · 1 year

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Hello!! I was wondering if you still do Hellboy character requests? If so, could you maybe do a Prince Nuada head canon with a agent reader?

Prince Nuada X Agent Reader Headcanons

A/N: Might turn this into a fic tbh. seems like more of a summary of a story then HCs haha. Hopefully these are enough for ya'll to enjoy

Pairing(s): Prince Nuada X Agent!Reader

Characters: Prince Nuada, Reader, Hellboy, Nuala

Link: Hellboy

⚠️ Warnings!: minor bits of non-descript violence, not canon compliant, kidnapping

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✨Being on the opposing side of the main conflict in HB2, it took a long time for Nuada to even consider you an ally, let alone later, a lover.

✨He first met you at the Troll Market, when you stumbled upon him. You were investigating a lead which ended up with the two of you fighting in one of the less populated parts of the market. Down a side-street.

✨He was impressed with your ability to wield a crossbow, along with quick-thinking hand-to-hand combat. Having been trained in several different martial art styles, you were able to hold you own. However, you had a hard time keeping up with Nuada's inhuman agility. In the end you were spared by taking your fight to a slightly more populated area and disappearing into a crowd due to him hesitating to kill you.

✨This is where the seed was planted for him to take notice of you. His feelings are still largely negative, with your next confrontation being at the library when Nuada comes for his sisters half of the crown.

✨He and Hellboy fight, but you end up cutting in after Hellboy is injured and end up having another fight with Nuada yourself. Instead of killing you, he ends up almost fatally injuring you. You end up spending the final confrontation in critical condition recovering in a medical wing of the BRPD

✨The crown is destroyed and Nuada + Nuala both survive the events of HB2. Nuada is taken in as a prisoner of war by the BRPD.

✨While Nuala picks up the pieces of her shattered people, creating a treaty with humanity to find above-ground land her people can live on, Nuada is planning his escape.

✨You've been assigned to helping with relations between Nuala and members of BRPD who are seeking to create beneficial relations between their bureau and the Bethmoran people

✨You end up confronting him while in captivity about him nearly killing you, and expressing that if he ever escaped you would hunt him down.

✨Seeing your scars visible from how he injured you, while he's still filled with hatred, there is a tinge of regret for hurting you.

✨His sister wants to give Nuada a second chance to do something for his people by contributing valuable information from his travels in order to determine what land would be beneficial to move the new Bethmora to.

✨He see's her attempts at relations with humanity as a futile attempt and continues to refuse to help. However, when you threaten to leave him to rot as you are one of the only people who he will get to see, Nuada says he will offer some help if you come back the next day.

✨Thus begins the tentative relationship between the two of you, as he offers a little info each visit, his spite lessening slowly.

✨As you begin to create some weird comfortable rhythm to your visits, Nuada starts to open up a little about his past and debate you on your people (humanity).

✨Though you do argue, and have many differing opinions on the topics, Nuada is feeling conflicted about what are starting to become feelings of familiarity and affection towards you.

✨He hates himself for starting to have feelings towards an Agent in the BRPD let alone a human. However, this won't stop him in his pursuit to escape his prison and get revenge.

✨Eventually he will have all he needs in order to finally break out of the BRPD. While doing so, he ends up confronting you again.

✨Your fight goes a little better with you nearly defeating Nuada. However, he does get the upper hand and manages to disarm you. However, instead of killing you, he takes you hostage as a bargaining chip to use against the BRPD

✨During this kidnapping you end up having even more heated arguments about how what he's doing is wrong, and his feelings towards you gives him even more inner conflict about what he is doing.

✨He takes you to one of his hideouts in the tunnels of the subway system beneath the city. There you end up noticing for the first time his reluctance to hurt you badly, unlike before.

✨You confront him about this and he admits on some level that he has started to like you, and it is something he wants to quash.

✨This realization starts to make you think more about your own conflicted feelings, and how there might be something there within you which could be affection.

✨In the end, although you are on differing sides of a conflict, tension builds to a breaking point and you end up sharing a kiss.

✨This creates even more conflicting emotions within you both. Nuada tries to distance himself, and you try to figure out what you are going to do.

✨Finally you make the decision that whatever this is between you, it isn't as important as what Nuala is doing for her people. You can't let Nuada use you or whatever he's planning to destroy the relations between humanity and the Bethmoran people.

✨Planning your own escape, you find the right opportunity to get away, taking advantage of Nuada's affection for you and your training as an agent to disappear.

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These are a lot of HCs so I'm gonna leave it there. I think any more and this would be the plot to a novel lmao

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Lost Love (Nuada x OC)

Long before the battle of the golden army, Nuada loved a human. But they were taken away from him, causing his hatred for humanity to grow stronger

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Many Many Years Ago

A smile rests upon the woman's face as she hums to herself. Feeling the soft breeze of spring press against her face has never felt so calming. In her hands, she busies herself with making a crown out of the flowers that surround her.

Her nimble fingers work expertly in crafting the crown. Looping the stems and locking them together to hold the flowers close. Thorns prick at her fingers but she doesn't mind. Some of the most beautiful things can be made through pain.

Soon, her humming becomes singing.

"A man came across this old tower one day,

It was straight like from a book he once read,

He lifted his head up and saw this young lady and here is what the lady said,"

Lifting her head up, the woman picks up her voice and sings louder.

"Moi Je M'appelle Mademoiselle Noir, et comme vous pouvez le voir, je ne souris, ni ris, ni vis.

Et c'est tout ce qu'elle a dit, di di di,"

As she works and sings, she hears the crunch of approaching footsteps. They are soft, almost unable to be distinguished. But she can hear them.

The smile grows wider on the woman's face; she doesn't turn around. Because she knew who it was. She ceases her singing and waits quietly as she continues her threading.

The footsteps grow louder and louder until they stop right behind her.

"What are you doing, Isabella?" asked the soft voice of her lover.

"Waiting for you, your highness." Isabella said. "I busied myself with making a flower crown."

A soft chuckle escapes her lover's mouth as they sit themself down beside Isabella. He rests his hand on Isabella's shoulder, giving it a rub.

"It looks beautiful, just like you."

Isabella's face becomes flushed at his compliment. She turns away from her work to look at her lover.

A handsome elf sits beside her. Long platinum blond hair with black tips, porcelain white skin, black lips, and beautiful golden eyes. He is dressed in elegant robes with armor clasped over them. On his hips rested two swords strapped to his waist.

A true beauty for elven people but terrifying for humans. To Isabella, he is beautiful.

"You flatter me, good sir." she said with a giggle.

"Enough pleasantries, Belle. You don't need to be so formal with me, I've told you again and again." he said amused.

"I know, Nuada. I just feel like I must be formal as you are royalty and I am a mere human commoner." Isabella said with a sad frown.

Nuada doesn't allow her to be sad as he kisses Isabella's forehead. His lips are cool against her warm skin. The touch of his lips send butterflies to flutter in the woman's stomach. Any touch from Nuada makes her so giddy.

"I love you for who you are, Isabella. Whether royalty or commoner, I love you." Nuada assured her. Then he pulls Isabella into a deep, tender kiss.

The coupling of the elven prince and human is a well-kept secret. Only Nuada's twin sister, who holds a soul bond with her brother, knows about Isabella. In fact, Nuala is fond of Isabella and is happy for her brother.

When Nuada and Isabella first met, it was by accident.

It was the start of the war between the elves and humans. The border between the two realms were watched closely so that no one crossed. The lands were becoming thick with blood and bodies.

Isabella lives in a small cottage close to the border. She made a living of selling food and jewelry in the village markets. Unlike most humans, Isabella wasn't afraid of the fae people. In fact, she often helps pixies, trolls, and many other of the fae people.

About a year ago, Isabella took a stroll through the thick forest that was east of her home. She collected berries from bushes and material to use for her jewelry. Isabella kept to herself and made sure not to bother any creatures.

That is when she met Nuada.

Nuada is the general of the Bethmooran army and often does patrols along the border. If he ever comes across a human, he either kills them or makes sure they never come back. When he found Isabella collecting berries by a nearby pond, Nuada was transfixed by her beauty.

Isabella has long blonde hair that must be braided to keep it from touching the ground. Her eyes are bluer than the finest sapphires, skin as white as alabaster, and a smile that can dazzle the coldest of hearts.

Soon after Nuada spotted her, Isabella looks up from her pickings and spots Nuada. At first, she is surprised but soon smiles in greeting. It catches Nuada off guard as he is used to being feared by humans. And her smile almost made Nuada's heart stop beating.

Quickly, Nuada ignores his unfamiliar feelings and demands to know why Isabella is in elven territory. He expects her to grovel, to beg to spare her life. Instead, Isabella apologizes and explains that she is scavenging for food. She offers some berries as a peace offering but Nuada declines.

Nuada tells her to leave or she would face serious consequences.

Isabella doesn't complain and does as Nuada orders. Not before handing him a lily as a parting gift and an apology for intruding. Then she leaves.

After that day, it began a series of encounters between the two. Isabella would greet him, offer him food, and head off. She became an enigma to Nuada, intriguing him to pursue Isabella. Over time, the two became an odd pair of friends.

After a month, Nuada began to show affection for Isabella. He would shower Isabella in gifts such as jewels, the finest clothes, and trinkets he made. Isabella would only accept his trinkets as they were made by himself.

Isabella was surprised when Nuada asked permission to court her. She believed that he deserved better than her. The prince was next in line for the Bethmooran throne. A member of a royal family is better suited for Nuada.

Nuada refused to allow Isabella to believe this. He showers her in love and affection until Isabella didn't have to worry. It leads to the moment that they are in now. True love between star crossed lovers.

"How many times must I continue to assure you that I love you?" Nuada asked once they break away from their kiss.

"I'm sorry for being so insecure, Nuada. It's still hard to believe you possess such feelings for me." Isabella apologized.

Nuada pulls Isabella into a hug, pressing her head against his chest. Resting his chin on the top of her head, Nuada closes his eyes as he focuses on the woman in his arms. "I will love you to the end of time." he whispered softly.

His words warmed Isabella's heart as she listens to Nuada's heartbeat. It feels as if both their hearts were beating as one.

"I'll keep you to that." Isabella said with a soft laugh.

The two stay there in each other's arms, savoring this pleasant moment.

With the war between humans and elves growing hotter, it's been difficult for Nuada to have moments with Isabella. Commanding armies and working through strategy meetings took up most of his time. Only when it's night time or when Nuala fills in for him is when Nuada can escape. This morning is the first time in awhile since they've seen each other.

"Nuada," Isabella began suddenly.

"Yes, my love?" Nuada asked.

"I know this is a tough subject, but I want to know. Is there ever a possibility you'll end this war and make a truce?" Isabella asked hopefully. "I know your feelings for humans are conflicted but if you can love me, maybe you can put aside your hatred to bring a better world?"

Nuada tenses up. Isabella didn't have to look at his face to know what he is feeling.

"Unlike you, the rest of humanity has a hole in their heart that is full of greed. It can't be filled. The choices they make are killing my people." Nuada responded. "If we don't stop the humans from taking more of the elven land, killing my people; they will keep doing so."

"What if you find a peaceful solution to this? Make a truce with the humans? No one wants this bloodshed. If you can make a truce that both sides agree to, all of this can end." Isabella said.

Isabella understood that Nuada's hatred for humans runs deep in his bones. Her kind has killed and taken so much from him. It's shocking that he fell for Isabella.

"The humans will never uphold any truce."

"There are those who will. You just have to look."

Nuada glances down at his love and gives Isabella a warm smile. "I didn't have to look for you." he said.

The two smile and share another loving kiss. The kiss spreads warmth through their bodies.

"Will you consider it, at least? I don't want to live in a world where I might die the next day." Isabella said, fearfully. She takes Nuada's calloused hands and hold them tightly. "I wish to live in a world with you by my side." she said.

"Then be by my side." Nuada said suddenly.

"What?" Isabella asked, caught off guard.

"I want you to be by my side, forever and always." Nuada said, taking something out of his pocket and presenting it to Isabella.

A gasp escapes Isabella's lips when she discovers the item to be a ring. The band is made of pure silver. A sapphire diamond rests upon silver flower petals that curl around the diamond like a sleeping flower.

A truly beautiful sight that Isabella has never seen before.

"Isabella Rosemary, will you marry me?" Nuada asked with a hopeful smile on his face.

Isabella stares at him in shock but soon breaks out into a big smile. "Yes! Yes! Yes!" Isabella repeated happily. Nuada smiles as he slips the ring upon Isabella's ring finger.

"With this ring, I promise to make you the happiest woman. I will love you to the end of time." Nuada promised. He kisses the ring as a sign of promise. "And I promise to bring peace to humans and the fae people." he added.

Happy tears are streaming down Isabella's face, making her eyes shine bright. "I love you." Isabella whispered.

"I love you too." Nuada whispered back.

Their sweet and tender moment ends abruptly when Isabella lets out a gasp. A look of shock is on her face as blood slips through her lips.

"Isabella . . .?" Nuada asked in worry.

Isabella's chest blooms red. The thick stench of blood fills the air.

Isabella falls forward; Nuada catches her. He looks over her shoulder and finds an arrow embedded in her back. It wasn't an elven arrow, that he recognized. It was an arrow designed by humans.

"No. No. No. No." Nuada repeated.

Nuada cradles Isabella in his arms. Fear is filling his entire body as he tries to keep Isabella awake. "Stay awake, Isabella. Please stay awake." Nuada begged, tears streaming down his face.

Blood trickles down Isabella's mouth as she chokes on her blood. Tears stream down her face as she mirrors the same fear that is on Nuada's face. Death is imminent.

"M-My love . . . " Isabella gurgled.

Slowly, she reaches up and places a bloody hand upon Nuada's cheek. Her skin is already growing cold.

"I will . . . love you forever . . . and always." Isabella whispered as she chokes on her blood.

"Isabella, just hang on a little longer. I'll get you help." Nuada promised.

"It's too late." Isabella said.

Isabella gives Nuada a bloody smile. "I'll wait for you, Nuada. Whether it is a day or the end of time, I will see you again." Isabella said, closing her eyes. Then she dies in the elf's arms.

Humans didn't turn to stone like Nuada's people. Isabella became limp in his arms and lays there as if she is sleeping. It's harder for Nuada as he hopes to see her wake up.

Tears stream down Nuada's face as it feels as if his heart shatters into millions of pieces. A bellowing cry tears out of his lips as Nuada holds Isabella to his chest. He buries his face into her hair, begging Isabella to wake up.

"This isn't supposed to happen." Nuada cried. "I was going to make you my wife. I was going to make you immortal so we can be together forever." he cried. He clutches the body of his fiancé and refuses to let go.

"Damn it. I missed him."

"Just shoot him again!"

Nuada ceases his crying when he hears new voices. His pain grows cold as it hardens into anger. He wipes the tears from his face as rage consumes him.

Carefully, Nuada lays Isabella down.

She is rested on top of the flowers. Her eyes are closed and looks as if she is sleeping. Isabella looks so beautiful resting on the flowers. If only she was napping.

Slowly, Nuada stands up. In his hand, he is holding the flower crown that Isabella made. It's stained in blood and is crushed but still intact. He refuses to let go of it.

The elf prince turns around and finds a group of human men. They aren't ordinary hunters. These men are soldiers. They were probably patrolling the border when they saw Nuada.

One of them was armed with a bow and arrow. That is the man who killed Nuada's love.

"You killed her." Nuada snarled.

"I was aiming for you, not her. A mere casualty in war." replied the human with a shrug.

His words enraged Nuada greatly. This man killed one of his own and doesn't even care.

"This proves that humans are horrible beings. You killed the only human that I truly cared for." Nuada snarled. "You don't deserve to live. You don't even deserve a merciless death."

The soldiers prepare their weapons. Swords are drawn and bows are notched back. The men believe they have the advantage as they are in a group.

Nuada draws out his swords and stands ready.

Wordlessly, Nuada lunges forward and attacks them. His blades slice through them all. Their throats were sliced open, giving them a slow, painful death. Blood gushes out in a spray as the humans collapse to the ground. The fear of dying is in their eyes. Surely, they regret killing Isabella now.

Usually, Nuada grants humans one mercy: a swift death. But he left these men to die by drowning in their blood. It's what they deserve.

Once they die from their injuries, Nuada turns back toward Isabella's prone form. His anger turns to despair.

"You were too pure for this world, Isabella. They didn't deserve you." Nuada whispered as he falls to his knees and hovers over Isabella. He places the bloody flower crown on her head. Resting his hands on her cheeks, Nuada leans in and gives Isabella a kiss on the lips.

"I will love you forever and always."

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venerable-sun · 2 years

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Courtship Confusion (Nuada x Reader)

Prince Nuada Silverlance x Reader

TW: gets slightly steamy towards the end but not too explicit

Summary: Prince Nuada has been courting you for the last few months. You unfortunately, don't seem to realize that.

3.6k~ words

I had entirely way too much fun writing this. Please enjoy the emotional constipation and complete obliviousness to come. I promise it pays off in the end.

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In all his long years as a warrior and a prince, Nuada could have never imagined that he’d be feeling this way.

His heart began to pound as you walked by him in the hall, not looking up from the case file you were flicking through. He held his breath until you’d turned a corner out of sight, ignoring the knowing gaze of Nuala beside him.

He’d charged into battles without a sliver of fear, faced countless foes without even breaking a sweat. So why did the thought of you near him make his knees weak and his stomach churn?

“(Y/n) is looking rather lovely today, isn’t she brother?” Nuala said as they continued towards their rooms.

“All humans look the same to me,” Nuada grumbled, despite knowing that his twin would be able to sense the lie. It was rare to see you wear something outside of your usual all black combat wear (this was something he admired about you- like him, you were always prepared to fight and defend if need be). Today, you’d been wearing a long skirt and a nice blouse, a combination that accentuated your curves. As Manning’s assistant, not only were you often out in the field, but you also accompanied him to meetings with government higher-ups. Not that Nuada had tried to find out anything about you or your job after the two of you first met. Why would he, you’re just another human after all.

Nuala hummed at his response. “Well, it’s good you feel that way then. Yesterday I overheard one of the guards say he was planning on asking her out on a date.”

Nuada raised an eyebrow. “A guard is going to ask her to… stand on a fruit?”

His sister tried to hide her amusement. “No, brother. A ‘date’ is when one human asks another human to join them in a fun activity when they wish to begin courting the other.”

The elf prince stopped. “A guard is going to ask (Y/n) to court him?”

“It seems like you care for this human after all, brother.” Nuala smirked, sensing the jealousy brewing in him. She’d completely made up that story about the guard, but that was something Nuada didn’t need to know right now.

Without replying, he turned on his heel and began walking in the direction you’d been headed, leaving his sister to smile in victory.

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You groaned at your desk, stacks of paperwork surrounding you. The quarterly board meetings always left you with more to do than normal and you were really not looking forward to having to deal with it. You had just pulled the first stack towards you when there came a soft knock at your door.

“Come in,” you called, expecting Manning to enter with more paperwork. To your great surprise, it was Nuada, the elven prince who’d been in the BPRD’s custody for just over six months. To pay for his crimes against humanity, he’d been sentenced to working with the very organization that had brought about his downfall.

Even though you’d been an instrumental part of that mission, and had even been injured in the final battle, you’d gone out of your way to be friendly with Nuada when he first arrived. Your parents had died when you were little, and you’d been in and out of the foster care system before Professor Broom had adopted you and raised you alongside Red. You knew firsthand how cruel humans could be, and had sympathized with the prince’s mindset, even if you thought it extreme. You supposed if your race was dying out, you’d be a little pissed at the culprits, too.

Nuada stood before you, as stoic as ever with his hands clasped behind his back. “I invite you to join me this evening in the training room for a sparring session. It will be a… fun activity.” He said formally.

An odd choice of wording, but you chalked that up to him just not being quite used to the laidback way humans spoke. You looked around at your desk and the mountains of paperwork on it and back at him. I suppose I do need to work off some steam after dealing with those government high hats all day, you thought to yourself. Besides, it wasn’t often that you found yourself alone with him. You’d developed a bit of a crush on the tall elf in the time you’d spent trying to befriend him, and as much as you tried to tell yourself he’d never be interested in a human, you just couldn’t seem to push the feelings away.

“I’d love to,” you smiled at him, and the corner of his lips pulled up in return. He bowed to you before making an exit, and that was how you found yourself sweating from exertion just a few hours later.

The clanging of metal on metal echoed into the hall as you circled each other slowly. Each blow had been matched, parry for parry and lunge for lunge, neither of you managing to get in a hit on the other. You blew away a lock of hair hanging in your eyes, shifting your staff from one hand to the other.

Nuada’s gold eyes never left your form as he searched for an opening in your stance that would allow him the upperhand, but you were just too quick. Even though he outmatched you in both size and strength, you were quick and agile on your feet, always dodging his attacks at the last second. He knew you were a good fighter after seeing you train before, but experiencing it firsthand was completely different. Your skill was one of the many things he lo- respected, he corrected himself, about you.

He was brought out of his thoughts when you suddenly lunged at him, taking him by surprise. He fell backwards, losing his footing. You stumbled too, not expecting him to actually have gone down. You couldn’t stop yourself from falling with him, landing squarely on his chest with a thump.

You groaned, winded from the impact, before stiffening as you realized the position you were in. You quickly scrambled up, heat sarong your cheeks as you blushed furiously. “I’m so sorry,” you rambled. “I didn’t hurt you, did I?”

Nuada propped himself up on his elbow, turning his head to hide the gold dusting his cheeks. Hopefully if you saw it, you’d think it was just the flush from your training session. He grabbed the hand you offered him, trying to ignore the way it fit perfectly in his significantly larger one.

“Not to worry, it takes much more than that to wound me.”

You took a step back once he got to his feet. “I suppose this means I win, hm?” You couldn’t keep the smug smile off your face.

The prince huffed, picking his weapon off the ground where it had fallen. “You’re not bad… for a human.”

You rolled your eyes, knowing that it was as much of an admission as you were going to get. The two of you began to walk to the exit after gathering your belongings. “We should do this again sometime. It was fun.”

Nuada seemed to perk up at that, a small smile on his face. You blinked in surprise. It was the first time you’d ever seen him smile. You were even more surprised when he grabbed your hand, placing a delicate kiss on the back of it. “It would be my pleasure,” he said, bidding you goodnight and walking off to his room.

You began to make your way to your room as well, lost in thought at the elf’s bold action. Surely that was just his royal upbringing shining through, he was only being polite. You attempted to quell your beating heart, but nothing could stop your mind from wandering to what it would feel like to have Nuada’s lips on yours instead of the back of your hand.

Meanwhile, said prince was already busy planning your next “date.”

~~~

You were having one of those days.

Manning had dropped all the work that he didn’t want to do on your shoulders, as usual. The new recruits had been especially tiresome working with today, and eventually you’d given up trying to teach them anything new, just making them run laps around the track until their training time with you was up. And to top it all off, one of the guards had whistled after you when you’d walked by him, landing you a scolding in Manning’s office about “not breaking any more noses” because “the BPRD is low on guards right now” or something like that.

All in all, it had been a shit day, and you wanted nothing more than to take a long bath and not come out of your room for the rest of the evening.

You reached your door in a tired daze, not even realizing something had been sitting in front of it until you’d almost kicked it over. It was a bottle of wine with a silky red ribbon tied around it in a bow, beside it a box of fancy chocolates. The note attached simply said, A queen deserves to be pampered.

You examined the items in your hands with skepticism. Who could have left them for you? Manning would never leave such a gift, he barely noticed all the extra work you did for him. You briefly thought of your adopted brother, but dismissed it as quickly as it came. With such a romantic note, it couldn’t be from Red. Long white hair and golden eyes entered your mind, but you dismissed that even faster than you had Red. There was no denying the romantic tones to the gift, and there was no way that Nuada felt that way for you. He probably barely even considered the two of you friends.

It had to have been that guard, you thought with a scowl. Even after you punched him in the face, he just couldn’t take a hint, could he? You frowned deeply, carrying the wine and chocolate into your room and closing the door with a bang. You’d dispose of them in the morning, you didn’t want some creep’s attempt at wooing you.

Nuada watched from around the corner, frowning at your less-than-pleased reaction to his gifts. Had you not liked them? He thought that all human women liked sweets, but judging by your disgusted reaction, you obviously didn’t. He straightened up and continued down the hall, pace faltering slightly when he passed by your door.

He meant what he’d written in that note, and he longed to be able to provide you comfort after a long day. Resolve settled his stomach as he forced himself on his way. He hadn’t earned that privilege, not yet at least. It was obvious to him now, he needed to get you a much better courting present. One that would completely sweep you off your feet, and ensure that you would not hesitate to say yes when he asked you to be his mate.

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You’d been seeing a lot more of a certain elf prince recently, not that you were complaining.

He always seemed to be in the library whenever you were in there. Often, you would bond over books, swapping recommendations and opinions on mutual reads. One time, you had even sat next to each other on the couch, with him reading an excerpt of his favorite childhood book of legends to you in his native tongue. You’d sat back and relaxed, letting the sound of his soothing baritone wash over you. Even if you couldn’t understand what he was saying, it was a calm moment in your hectic workday that you treasured.

You’d also taken to sparring together every other evening. Right now, your tally was even. You’d beat him, he’d beat you the next time, and so on. It was becoming a fun little game between the two of you, and slowly you began to see Nuada’s true personality shine through his cold and off-putting exterior.

Of course, these interactions only fueled the huge crush you had on the prince. Maybe you were even falling in love with him, you mused one night after one of your training sessions. It would be just your luck, to fall in love with someone who would never love you back. Even though Nuada was friendly to you, he did little to hide his taste for the others around you. Whenever a man drew near, he sneered at them until they walked quickly away. It was a reminder to you that he could never see you as anything more than a greedy, dirty human. But still, after another impromptu meeting with him in the library, you told yourself it was okay to pretend.

You’d also been receiving more gifts from the guard- little crystals, fancy pens for your desk, a scarf in your favorite color, each with a sweet note attached. These gleam, but not as much as you. For all the thoughts and ideas that come from your beautiful mind. And the most daring of all, Would you wear this, and only this, for me? You kept them all in a box as evidence so you could convince Manning that he was harassing you. Most disturbing were the sketches of you, done in amazing detail. They were drawn with such obvious care you sometimes doubted that it was actually the guard that drew them, but then reminded yourself that there was no one else it possibly could be. And yet, you couldn’t bring yourself to throw them away.

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Nuada paced his room, hands behind his back and brow scrunched deep in thought. His courtship with you was going very well. The two of you had grown much closer over the last few months, and it was time to finally ask you to be his mate.

He looked over to his small bedside table where the courting gift he had made for you rested. It had taken him countless hours to create, and he could only hope that it would be good enough for you.

His sister entered quietly, and he growled at the intrusion. “I’m busy, sister. Go pester that overgrown fish you seem to like so much.”

Nuala tsked teasingly. “I expect you to not be so callous with my future sister-in-law, brother. Even if she is ‘just a human.’”

“(Y/n) isn’t just a human, at least not anymore. She is kind, and caring, and a skilled warrior, and-”

Nuada cut himself off at the sight of his sister’s triumphant grin. “Love has changed you, brother. It pleases me greatly to see you so happy.”

The sincerity of her words stopped him from feeling too annoyed at her intrusion. “I am going to ask her to be my mate,” he confessed. He looked at her imploringly, gold eyes filled with rare vulnerability. “Do you think she will say yes?”

“I have no doubt, brother.”

~~~

You’d had enough.

The trinkets had been one thing, the sketches another, but this time he had gone too far. The guard had the nerve to break into your locked office and leave a note demanding you to meet him. ‘Let us make our love official. Meet me on the roof tonight at 8 pm.’

Your stomach curdled at the delusional note. How could that guard possibly think you loved him? You were deeply in love with Nua-

You stopped yourself from completing the thought, instead focusing on your anger. Oh, you would meet him, alright. You would meet him and put an end to the foolish obsession he had with you.

You waited impatiently for the evening to come, delighting in all the ways you were going to give the guard a piece of your mind. If he thought a broken nose was bad, just wait till he saw what was coming.

You stormed up the stairs to the roof, kicking open the door with a bang only to stop at the sight before you.

Lights were strung up criss-crossed over a comfy blanket with a picnic basket sitting beside it. Soft music played from who-knows-where, and rose petals were scattered all around.

“Thank you for not keeping me waiting, my love. I have been so anxious for this night to come.”

You blink in shock as Nuada steps out from the shadows. His white hair is tied back, and he is clad in regal-looking robes even fancier than the ones you’re used to seeing him in. He walks swiftly towards you, taking both your hands in his and gazing earnestly down at you.

“Wh-where is the guard?” You manage to stutter out, struggling to understand just exactly what is going on. You must be completely losing your mind, because you could’ve sworn Nuada has just called you “my love.”

Confusion crosses his features before his eyes narrow in recognition and anger. “Has one been bothering you? I’d hoped our courtship would make it obvious enough that you were unavailable.”

Now you were certain that you were hearing things. There was no way Nuada had just said the words “our” and “courtship” together.

Nuada moved closer to you until your chests are touching. He seemed to tower over you as he raised a hand to cradle your cheek. “You are so beautiful,” he breathed, and before you could comprehend what he’s doing, his lips melded with your own. You couldn’t move as he groaned against you, his tongue coming to trace your bottom lip.

He pulled away suddenly, seeming to try and gather his composure. “I promised myself I wouldn’t get too carried away before giving you this.” He reached into a pocket of his robe and pulled out an intricate ring, gold wires wrapped elegantly around a large glittering diamond.

“This was my mother’s,” he explained, sliding it on the ring finger of your left hand. You remained still, quite sure that you’d died somehow and had gone to heaven. He got down on one knee, looking up at you with complete reverence. “(Y/n) (L/n), will you do me the infinite honor of being my mate?”

You choked at the word “mate,” finally shaking yourself out of your daze. You took a step back, pulling your hand away from his. “This is cruel, even for you Nuada.” You said coldly. “I don’t know who told you friends are supposed to play pranks on each other, but this isn’t how you do it.”

He had the decency to look distraught, at least. “Prank? This is no prank.” You scoffed, already moving towards the door back inside. You knew you’d done a poor job of hiding your feelings for him, but he didn’t need to mock you for them in such a way. You’re a human, and he hates humans. He could’ve just told you that instead of going through all this trouble to embarrass you.

“Wait, please!” The despair in his voice made you pause, but you still didn’t turn around to face him. You didn’t want him to see the tears that were beginning to fall.

“I assure you, I would never jest about something so serious. It is tradition for courtship to end with the presentation of a token of love and the question to become mates!”

You whirled around, anger being replaced with confusion. “What courtship? We haven’t been dating!”

Nuada looked crestfallen, an expression you never thought you’d see on him. “But my gifts, our dates? Did you not consider them part of our courtship?”

You shook your head in confusion. “I don’t understand, Nuada. You never asked me out on a date.” Your eyes widened in realization. “Wait, it’s you that’s been leaving me all those things outside my door?”

He nodded, getting slowly to his feet. “Yes, and our dates were in the library and the training room. I thought all they needed to be were fun activities, but I see now that I was mistaken.”

He looked absolutely devastated, and your heart clenched at the sight. You never could have believed that he would return your feelings, and here you were learning that he thought you two were engaged in a months long courtship!

You walked back up to him and reached up to make him meet your gaze. “For the record, I would love to be courted by you,” you said softly, tucking back a wayward piece of hair that had fallen. Your fingertips brushed the point of his ear and he shivered. “I love you, Nuada. I have for a very long time.”

No words were spoken as your lips met again, this time allowing yourself to truly get lost in the other. You opened your mouth eagerly when Nuada’s tongue swiped at your bottom lip, and you couldn’t help the moan that escaped you when he immediately dove in. You ended up pressed against the stairwell door, your legs wrapped around his waist so that you could feel every inch of his hard length against you.

You broke apart for air, both of you panting with swollen lips. Nuada groaned deeply when you teasingly rolled your hips against his, fingers clutching your thighs so hard you wouldn’t be surprised if they left a bruise.

“Do not tempt me so,” he growled, voice low in your ear. “It is obvious to me that I have not courted you properly, and for that I must make amends before I can make you my mate.”

“Then let the courtship begin,” you said, giving him a wicked smile before pulling him back down into another searing kiss.

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aviradasa · 3 months

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Shows:

The umbrella Academy

Supernatural

The walking dead

Miraculous ladybug

How to train your dragon (all spin-off shows)

The dragon Prince mysterys of Aaravos

Once upon a time

Hazbin hotel

Helluva boss

Movies

Van helsing 2004

Hellboy 1 and 2

Labyrinth 1986

The MCU as a whole (Marvel cinematic universe)

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Avatar 1 and 2

Pirates of the Caribbean (all movies)

Games

Sally face

Call of duty

Skyrim

Legend of Zelda breath of the wild/ tears of the kingdom

Assassins creed 2

Stardew valley

Books

Creepypasta

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Bands:

Ghost

David Bowie

Mcr

(I’ll add more here once my will to live dies again.)

Characters I will write for:

The umbrella academy:

Luther

Diego

Allison

Klaus

Five

Ben

Viktor

Lila

Marcus

Fei

Alphonso

Sloane

Jayme

Supernatural:

Sam

Different characters react to you stoned/couch logged

Dean

Different characters react to you stoned/couch logged

Castiel

Different characters react to you stoned/couch logged

Lucifer

Different characters react to you stoned/couch logged

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The walking dead:

Rick

Daryl

Different characters react to you stoned/couch logged

Glenn

Maggie

Michonne

Negan

Carl

Rosita

Abraham

Ezekiel

Carol

Miraculous ladybug:

Marinette

Adrian

Luka

Julika

Nino

Alya

Chloé

Kim

Sabrina

Jagged stone

Meeting the kids jagged stone x fem!reader HC

Rose

Nathalie

How to train your dragon:

Hiccup

Astrid

Ruffnut

Tuffnut

Snotlout

Fishlegs

Heather

Eret

Dagur

The dragon Prince, mystery of Aaravos:

Callum

Rayla

Claudia

Viren

Soren

Janai

Aaravos

Love long lost Aaravos x Fem!reader pt 1

Love long lost Aaravos x Fem!reader pt 2

Love long lost Aaravos x Fem!reader pt3

The sight of two stars Aaravos x Startouched elf! Reader

Nyx

Ibis

Amaya

Corvus

Gren

Terry

Zubeia

Once upon a time:

Emma Swan

Regina Mills (the ‘Evil’ queen)

Mr.Gold ( Rumpelstiltskin )

Mary Margaret Blanchard (Snow white)

Captain Killian ‘Hook’ Jones ( Captain hook)

David Nolan (Prince charming)

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Hazbin hotel:

Charlie

Vaggie

Angel dust

Husk

Nifty

Alastor

Lucifer

Rosie

Vox

Velvett

Helluva boss:

Blitz

Blitzø x male!reader HC

Blitzø x Gn!Reader HC

Moxie

Millie

Loona

Van Helsing (2004):

Dracula

Aleera

Marishka

Verona

Gabriel Van helsing

Anna valerious

Velkan valerious

Carl

Hellboy 1 and 2 (live action 2004-2008 movies)

Hellboy

Different characters react to you stoned/couch logged

Abe

Liz

John

Prince Nuada

Different characters react to you stoned/couch logged

Princess nuala

Labrynth 1986

Jareth the goblin king

Marvel:

Peter Parker

Thor

Loki

Tony Stark

Dr, Stephan strange

Wanda

Bucky

Natasha

Nick Fury

Bruce banner

Steven Rodger

DC:

Bruce Wayne

Barry allen

Oliver Queen

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Robin

Starfire

Raven

Cyborg

Beastboy

Joker

Harley

Poison Ivy

Catwoman

Avatar 1 and 2

Jake sulley

Naytiri

Neteyam

Lo’ak

Kiri

Miles Quaritch

Javier “spider”

Aonung

Grace

Pirates of the Caribbean:

Captain jack sparrow

Captain Hector Barbossa

Will Turner

Elizabeth Swan

James Norrington

Bootstrap bill turner

Davey jones

Lord Cutler Beckett

Calypso ( Tia Dalma)

Sally face:

sal fisher

Larry johnson

Ash

Travis

Call of duty:

Ghost Mw2 and 2009

König

Soap

Price

Graves

Skyrim:

Cicero

Astrid

Arnbjorn

Farkus

Vilkas

Aela

Balgruuf the greater

Legend of Zelda Botw/totk:

Link

Zelda

Mipha

Daruk

Revali

Sidon

Urbosa

Kass

ganon

Assassins creed 2:

Ezio

Stardew valley (Sdv):

Alex

Elliot

Harvey

Sam

Sebastian

Shane

Abigail

Emily

Haley

Leah

Maru

Penny

The wizard

Caroline

Dwarf

Jodi

Kent

Krobus

Robin

Pierre

Sandy

Ghost:

Papa Emeritus 1 (primo)

Papa Emeritus 2 (secondo

Papa emeritus 3 (terzo)

Papa emeritus 4/cardinal copia

Swiss

Aether

Mountin

Phantom

Aurora (we have the same name irl lol)

Rain

Cirrus

Sunshine

Cumulus

Sodo

Dewdrop

David bowie(going by era and current stage persona):

Ziggy stardust

Aladdin sane

The thin white duke

Major tom

David bowie

My chemical romance

Gerard way

Party poison

Mikey way

Kobra kid

Frank iero

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Ray toro

Jet star

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wareagleofthemountain · 9 months

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Tears Of Gold

Pairing: Prince Nuada x fem elf reader

You panted as you ran up steep cliff sides and dodged tree roots and boulders in your haste. But there was no time to stop and catch your breath. Not with him following so close behind. You were Princess Nuala’s personal guard and close friend, her having entrusted you to destroy the third crown piece to prevent her brother from gaining control of the infamous Golden Army. He would surely go after her first, but you knew it was only a matter of time before he perceived the change of hands through their bond. He would sense that she no longer had it, and you would be his next target.

You fully intended to throw it over a mighty waterfall, letting the cursed object become lost in time, until you saw the horrors that awaited you over the next hill chrest.

You gave pause, scanning the scene around you with unbelieving eyes. You saw human men driving big trucks, some with cranes on the back and others with scoopers. They were… cutting down the grove of trees and digging into the soil.

The feeling of dread in your chest increased as you caught sight of something gray laying by the water’s edge. Stepping closer, you slowly removed the overgrown shrubbery off of its form, revealing the creature to be a powerfully built wolf. With… two bullets in her side.

“No…” You breathed, kneeling by her side and stroking her ears with the back of your hand. This forest had been your home ever since the original truce with the humans, where they would inhabit the cities and the magical creatures would prosper in the forests. However, even after the people of Bethmora were pushed into exile when men fought to acquire the forests as part of their kingdom, you’d still visit this place frequently. During that time, you’d befriended this wolf and her mate. Your elvish abilities allow you to communicate with animals and through this link, you’d learned that they’d been blessed with pups. Judging by the state of the wolf now, you could tell that she was heavily pregnant. The monsters must have shot her for defending her home. Your home…

“Oh my friend…” Your vision blurred with tears. The once mighty oceans now littered in filth. The temples built to worship your gods, destroyed. The vibrant trees you so loved dancing under and witness changing in each season… cut down and strapped to the back of a truck headed who knows where.

The earth’s pain was your pain… and you felt it in full.

“What are they doing?” You whimpered, the crown piece long since fallen from your hand to the ground, forgotten.

“They are stripping the land and mining for oil.” The voice behind you was soft, somber.

“They fought us so hard for this land. So they could do… this? She waited years to have these pups…” The hand landing on your shoulder pulled you out of your shock, reminding you of the precarious situation you were now in.

Leaping up, you drew your blade swiftly and tucked the crown piece securely into your pocket as you sized up your attacker. “Nuada…”

The golden elf merely held your eyes, tilting his head back as you pointed your blade at his throat. He made no move to grasp his weapon.

He saw the way your hands shook, breath unsteady and tears still running down your cheeks. “Come, my love, drop your weapon.”

“Don’t! I’m not your anything.” Your voice cracked in anger. “Last I recall, you were the one who disappeared off of the face of the earth before our wedding.”

The prince looked down. “What I did… it was wrong. But believe me when I tell you that not a second went by that my heart was not with you. I knew they would do this. They are not fit to protect this world. My father would’ve let us fade from existence… I couldn’t allow you to suffer such a fate.”

He held out his hand to you, waiting patiently for you to come to him.

“I looked everywhere for you…” The anger was subsiding now, giving way to the hurt that had been plaguing your soul for years.

“I’m here now, and we can save our people. Together.” He tenderly wiped a tear from your face, sliding the sword from your hand. “But I need the crown piece first. You could be my queen. Come with me, please.”

Seeing your doubt, he continued. “The mortals, they don’t care about you. To them, you are a mere shield they send out to fight battles they are too cowardly to fight themselves.”

He stroked your cheek, his breath ghosting over your lips as he leaned in. “You are a legendary warrior who is capable of so much more.”

You looked into his eyes, seeing only the soft gaze you fell in love with many summers ago now.

“Come with me.” He repeated.

“Okay…” You breathed, wrapping your arms around his neck as he pulled you in for a deep kiss. He was always so warm, and you’d missed this closeness dearly. He held you there for a long moment, taking in your scent as you ran your fingers through his hair.

“I love you.” He whispered.

“I love you too…” You pressed another kiss to his lips before you pulled apart, holding out the golden crown piece to him.

He reached into his robes and produced the other two thirds of the crown, carefully sliding in its missing segment.

“It is complete.” He handed you the crown, taking a knee at your feet. “I wish you to do it.”

You took a deep breath before reciting the traditional coronation speech of Bethmora. “By the power vested in me, I name you King Nuada Silverlance, leader of the Golden Army. Is there anyone here who wishes to dispute this right?” Hearing none, you place the crown atop his head. As the two of you walk down the mountain hand in hand, you silently vow that the next time you look upon this forest, it will be as queen in the homecoming of your people.

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takusan-no-ai · 1 year

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Dragon’s Den - Confess To Me

PAIRING: Nuada x Female Reader (Romantic) (Dragon Leader)

SUMMARY: Nuada has to confess his love or miss his chance.

It’s been some months since (Y/N) joined the BPRD and has become great friends with everyone, one more so than the others. He walked with class, his hair elegantly flew in the air as he jumped off the wall and back kicked Hellboy. “What the hell Nuada! I thought you said you were just practicing!” Hellboy yelled in anger. Nuada stood with a smirk on his face.

“I am practicing. If you fall over and bleed to death, well, that’d just be a happy accident.” He continued to battle against Hellboy in the training lounge. (Y/N) is so thankful that she met Nuada, as well as the rest of the BRPD; ever since she joined months ago, she’s been able to rescue over a hundred more dragons.

Her utopia has grown so much in size that it’s now technically considered a dragon continent. She even managed to save a Bewilderbeast egg thanks to Abe for tracking its location.

Nuada finished his sparing with Hellboy and looked over towards (Y/N). She was sitting on a bench, watching him with a smile. He blushed, smiling back and walking away. He went to his room and locked the door, throwing his spear on the bed and flopping down on the floor with a thud.

“Being near her is dangerous enough. Does she have to look at me with that adorable face?” Nuada had struggled not to profess his love then and there for (Y/N). “I want to tell her, but there just isn’t a good time. One moment she’s alone, the next it’s time to save dragons or go on a week long mission…,” he drifted off into thought.

“I know right. The others have even started making bets on it,” Nuala said, startling her brother. “Before you ask how I got in here, I’m just going to tell you, you’re wasting your time.” Nuada got up from his spot on the ground.

“What do you mean? I’m the only person that loves her, romantically I mean.” Nuala shook her head and walked towards the door, looking back one last time.

“You don’t know that for sure.” She said, walking away. Nuada didn’t want to think about his sister’s words. But little did he know, he’d soon have to face the truth. The next day Nuada and (Y/N) were paired up for a mission together. They had to travel far out to the east in search of an evil flower. It would occasionally spew small bits of lava everywhere according to the documents, and after becoming sentient it would soon erupt like a volcano on a nearby town.

“Nuada, we’re almost there”–(Y/N) stopped to take a deep breath–“I can’t believe they dropped us off so far away. We can’t even use any dragons without drawing attention to ourselves.” She leaned on Nuada, both too tired to be affected by the intimacy.

“Once we get there nobody will be around. That would’ve been the perfect moment for a dragon to help us with this flower.” Nuada offered his hand to (Y/N), to which she gladly accepted. The pair walked up the long and steep mountain.

It took almost an hour later for them to finally make it to the top. Nuada and (Y/N) traversed through the dangerous terrain, difficult traps, and more, finally seeing the flower in its glory. There was one last obstacle before them; it appeared to be a giant sized jumping puzzle. Statues would moves depending on where they jumped, and they’d have to move correctly across each puzzle piece in order to make it to the other side.

Nuada had made it and waited for (Y/N). She slipped on her final jump and would had fell, if it weren’t for Nuada catching her last second. “Nuada…thank-thank you.” She stuttered, the adrenaline from falling and being held in Nuada’s arms too much. “Hey, elf prince, I have something I wanna say–” (Y/N) was cut short by Nuada leaping to the other side.

He let her down and looked at the lava shot towards them, now burning the grass. “We’ll have to come back to that conversation.” Nuada said. He and (Y/N) got into an attack stance, ready to kill the flower. Before they could even move another step the flower was struck down in an instant.

They both looked around in confusion. Nuada heard a growl from above and noticed a dragon with a mysterious man riding upon it. The man landed down and walked towards the pair. Nuada grabs for his spear charging towards the human with intent to kill. His strike is blocked by none other than (Y/N)’s sword.

“What are you doing (Y/N)?” Nuada asked. She motioned for him to put away the weapon, which he did.

“He’s my best friend, Mason. Please don’t hurt him.” She looked towards the man with an awkward smile. They hugged each other, laughing in each other’s arms. Nuada could feel his heart ache.

“She has an old friend and they’re hugging. They’re hugging and they’re laughing,” he thought. Nuada huffed away to finish off the flower.

“How long have you two known each other,” Nuada asked. The two friends stopped their reunion hug to join in with Nuada.

“I’ve known Mason all my life,” (Y/N) said.

“We’ve been together practically since we were born,” Mason chimed in.

They all returned to BPRD where Mason dropped the two off. He left with one last hug from (Y/N) and said goodbye. When the two entered everyone had questions for them. They noticed Mason and wanted to know if he was just like (Y/N). Everyone became so enthralled in the conversation.

Nuada left for his room, not wanting to partake in their questionnaire. “I’ve only just recently become friends with the dragons and earn (Y/N)’s trust, but this guy comes in and all of a sudden everybody just loves him,” he vented. A knock at his door brought Nuada out of his thoughts. He opened and was greeted by (Y/N).

“Hey Nuada, I know we kind of got distracted at the end there, but there is something I want to talk to you about.” Nuada let her in and closed the door. “First, I’m sure you’re probably jealous of Mason.”

“What? Of him? Some random human? No. I’m above petty jealousy.” Nuada was deep in denial. (Y/N) just giggled in response.

“Sure. I just want you to know that…my parents died when I was just a baby. Mason and the dragons took care of me. They’re like family to me. So I just want you to know, Mason is my friend forever, and never will be anything more than that.” Nuada visibly relaxed after hearing her explanation.

“Secondly?” Nuada asked, sitting down next to (Y/N). She scooted closer to him.

“Secondly, I really, really, love you–” (Y/N) was interrupted by Nuada kissing her abruptly; the kiss was soft, both of them smiling into it. They stayed like that for some time until Nuada finally pulled away.

“I love you too.”

- Fin

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Info: 💘Nuada x baby sibling! reader who adores their big brother.

Summary: Nuada loved you so much that he took overprotective brother seriously, but you love him regardless.

This will be a small version of what I would do for a small oneshot?…kind of long hehe.

•When you were first born into the Bethmoora clan, your twins adore you, especially Nuada.

•Like he loves you so much he would watch you sleep until you were cozy and comfortable.

•This led to both twins fighting over who gets to have more time with you and who gets to be your favorite sibling.

•Nuada won after you said his name for your earliest day of speaking.

•Little elf cried for hours because you randomly cried and dear Nuala had to cheer him up while cradling you and reassured that nothing was wrong with you and he didn’t do anything wrong.

•how could you do anything? You’re just a infant??? Kidding you could do anything if you put your mind into it moving on-

•You still loved Nuala to bits and loves the fun times you two had, but Nuada was always the one that had you running around and panting for breath every time he wanted to play with you.

•When you all got older, he got more…protective.

•You know the usual every time you were out of your room.

•Someone interested in you would stop seeing you after a week without glancing your way, said older brother being next to you at every party and family gathering, and try to make you not go out without him.

•You got use to it since he always did help you ease out of your anxious times and support you to have fun. He was your role model and your loving brother.

•But he couldn’t be around you after he left and swore he’ll never changed even after he leaves you and your kingdom, promising his return to his family and people.

•Sure you still loved him when he killed your father because he felt remorseful for his death and urge you to forgive him for it. You did.

•And yes you forgave him for kidnapping you and Nuala for the bureau to follow and try to stop him. Needless to say, because you were stuck next to Nuala, you were aware of what would’ve happen if you didn’t glance at the knife your sister had in her hands.

•When you screamed for her to stop and took the knife away for her hands, Nuada had a revelation of what he had cause to not only his people but his beloved siblings. He surrendered and begged for his family’s forgiveness, especially you since you were always following him a lot during your younger years.

•You did obviously so you expected him to come to his senses and be more comfortable along humans and change a bit.

•He didn’t.

•Every time he saw someone trying to talk to you in a “friendly” manner as some calls it, one glare and that person only speaks to you when a mission comes around. Honestly, you felt more and more each day Nuada kept a close eye on you and it didn’t help at all.

•Hellboy, Liz, Abe and especially Nuala tried to convince him that because you were all grown up it was time to let you make decisions, which led to the elf prince and the runaway demon prince to fight all because Nuada presume that “Oh? So if I can’t make rightful choices for my little and dearest sibling, then how come your fiancé Elizabeth still makes decisions for you when your “moody” as she says?”

•Literally since they can’t make anymore destructive fights to the place, imagine one toddler smacking the other’s head while the other tries to pushes them away screaming at them. It’s a fun memory to the rest of the team I would know it.

•You hear this and confront Nuada about it, exclaiming that because you are a grown elf now, you want to do things yourself without having him near you and making careful decisions for you.

•Nuada felt lost at your words but came to the conclusion that he just needs to trust you and let you do things on your own and stay at a safe distance to still be here when you need him.

•Oh! And careful if you date someone and they like either stood you up without any reply about it or makes fun of you or even treats you badly cause Nuada will dead set kill them and hid them somewhere where it becomes his personal cemetery for the unlucky ones.

•So next time call Hellboy or Liz or even your twin sister instead of thinking like “oh I should tell my brother to pick me up cause my date left me here without dropping me off home.

•He’ll definitely WON’T question why and don’t tell him “they never treated me well so I thought you would be a better call to reach :)” no reader he isn’t.

Anywho hope this was enjoyable because I wanted it to be funny and wholesome! Once I get stuff done I’ll definitely decide that I’ll make requests off any boy or girl maybe of your choice and I’ll do my best to get it done perfectly! Have a good night!

P.S it’s 1:03am where I am so actually have a good morning 😅

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a-world-of-whimsy-5 · 1 year

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Hey bestie!! Absolutely in love with your Nuada fics, if you're open to it I'd like to request a Nuada x reader where she is pregnant and Nuada is super protective. Maybe she is a BRPD member and is having a hard time resting/taking it easy while others get to go off on missions? If possible, some nsfw too but that's up to you!!

Hey! I'm not good with writing proper NSFW pregnancy stories, but I hope you like this.

The Gift

Pairing : Nuada x Fem. Reader (Human)

Themes : Soft | Fluff | Light NSFW

Warnings : Kissing | Petting

Word count : 2k

Minors DNI | 18+

The BPRD, for all intents and purposes, looked like an abandoned base on the outside. Abandoned, devoid of any life, completely fenced off, and forgotten by time.

At least, that’s what was supposed to be, to throw off mystery busters and troublemakers and teenagers looking for an adventure. A hidden society very few knew about, and founded during World War II, it worked in tandem with the militaries and governments all over the globe.

As a member, you took an active part in their missions, the last of which ended in you meeting, and eventually falling in love with, none other than King Balor’s son himself. That love resulted in a soon to be born child, and you having to take it easy until the baby was born. It left you confined to the bureau for your own wellbeing and safety, something you happily accepted. Still, you couldn’t help but feel stabs of envy whenever the others went on a new quest and you, well, you had to be left behind.

Right now though, you were content to nibble on the dainty cakes Nuala, the prince’s twin, had made for tea. "I swear to you," you grumbled as you finished off yet another cake and shamelessly reached for another. On the next bite, you sighed dreamily. Bethmooran rose cakes, Nuala’s specialty. "Your brother all but weighs the food I put in my mouth."

Nuala chuckled merrily as she served you a cup of tea. "Nuada only wants you and the baby to be healthy, you know that."

"I know he does," you grumbled again, wiping off the crumbs around your chin. "And I love him for it, for looking after me and protecting me the way he does. But tell me, has he always been like this?"

"Oh, aye," Nuala replied, picking up her own cup and sipping contentedly. It had been an idle afternoon, with very little going on at the Bureau itself, save for Tom Manning huffing and puffing about. "When Abe came asking for my hand, Nuada tested him to the hilt. Even drove my father to distraction with his antics. Oh, it all went well, and Abe took it all in good spirits, but I swear, sometimes it felt like my brother was going to succeed in scaring him off."

You snickered over your cup. "Well, Abe didn’t give up, did he?"

"No," said Nuala, as she fondly remembered everything that ensued before and after each of her brother’s tests. Abe was gentle, patient, and soft, but that was the first time she saw how fierce and mule stubborn he could be. In the end it was his determination to not give up that truly won Nuada over. "He did not."

She studied you, how you looked wistfully at the door, how you tapped your foot impatiently. "You’re not used to this, are you?" Nuala said as she refilled your tea; she did the same for hers. "Staying put while the others went on missions."

You could only sigh as you leaned back into your chair to stretch your aching belly a little. The baby had been kicking like nothing today. "It’s not that I mind, really. It’s just that when I see the others gearing up to go out, I feel a little jealous."

"My lady mother felt the same, when father went to war or on hunts and she couldn’t follow because she was carrying me and my brother," said Nuala. "It was hard at the beginning, she said. But after a while, she actually learned to enjoy taking it easy. Father taking good care of her, in many ways," her cheeks turned pink, "really helped."

Just like her, you too blushed when you understood the real meaning.

"He is good to you, isn’t he?" Concerned, Nuala placed her hand on yours. At one time, her brother was well known for his hatred toward humans, and she was worried that he may not have truly left the old ways behind. "My brother treats you well? You were not saying those nice things just to make him look good?"

You blushed and smiled a little, your free hand resting on your ever growing stomach. Nuada had left his prejudices in the dust, where they belonged. The child growing in your belly was proof enough of it. "Your brother treats me better than I deserve, sometimes."

That was a great relief for Nuala to hear. She would have said more had there not been a commotion outside. "Looks like they’re back." She pricked up her ears and listened. "And it looks like Anung Un Rama has gotten himself into trouble again," muttered Nuala. She dusted herself off and stood, waiting for you to join her.

Sure enough, Hellboy had gotten himself on TV again, this time by posing in front of the Manhattan museum, cage of live tooth fairies under one arm and a group of giggling Canadian tourists standing by his other arm. You could only gape as news channels broadcast crisp incoming images of the incident.

"You can’t keep doing this to me, Red!" cried Manning, as he paced about like an angry cat. "First treating the Crown of Nimue like a frisbee and tossing it about with those kids in Central Park," he sputtered, "Now posing with a cage full of living tooth fairies? What if they escaped? Attacked those tourists?"

"But they didn’t escape," Hellboy shrugged and handed over the rattling cage to an assistant all covered in special armour, to protect their skin from tiny teeth. "Besides, Nuada would have caught them before they got out of hand."

Nuada quickly raised his hands in protest. "I am many things, Anung Un Rama, but what I am not, however, is a miracle worker. And recapturing tooth-fairies that are both hungry and angry is something I would rather not do."

Hellboy muttered, "Spoil-sport." He turned to a red-faced Manning. "Alright! Alright! Jesus, I’ll be more careful next time."

"Thank you." Manning was impatient to get back to his room. A marathon of Friends episodes had been scheduled for that same evening, and he didn’t want to miss it. He’ll deal with Hellboy’s latest escapade tomorrow morning. "Now go do your own thing, all of you. Red? We need to go over safety protocols again in the morning."

Hellboy sighed and grumbled out a yes before saying, "You see how he shoos us off?"

Liz rolled her eyes after saying her goodbyes to all of you. "Red, just be grateful he didn’t stick you behind a desk for the rest of your days."

Hellboy gasped and clapped a hand to his chest. "Me behind a desk? Never!"

Liz tried to picture it but could only break into grins. Hellboy and desks and the tedium of dealing with minutiae would blend as splendidly as, well, as oil and frozen yogurt. He’d be bored out of his wits and drive everyone to distraction with his antics. Within a week, Manning would be begging him to go on missions.

Liz grinned and shook her head. No, she decided, it would be a miracle if Manning lasted an entire day with Hellboy behind a desk.

Nuada linked an arm through yours and kissed his sister on the cheek. A heavy, richly decorated velvet bag was slung across one shoulder. "Forgive me sister," he said. "But I must steal y/n away for a while."

"Of course, brother." Said Nuala, as she waited for Abe to join her.

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Nuada had been on such a high from the success of their latest mission that he had just gotten you into your bedroom before turning you, framing your face with his hands, and kissing you. There was a heavy metallic clang when his bag slid down to the floor.

You paid it no mind, preferring to focus on Nuada instead. His kiss started soft, light and exuberant, making your head reel. A sound rose at the back of your throat, something between a purr and a sigh, something that encouraged him to deepen his kiss. When your arms circled his shoulders he walked you backwards, towards the bed.

"Are you angry with me?" Nuada helped you into bed and took his place beside you. "For leaving you here again?"

"I’m not angry with you," you said, as Nuada pressed little kisses along your temples, your cheeks, the tip of your nose. "But to stay here while everyone else gets to go out? I hate it!"

"But it is for your own safety, my love."

"I know! But it isn’t fair! And I hate that you always insist I stay back!"

Now that you've heard yourself, you winced, embarrassed and ashamed by your outburst. You were pregnant, your wellbeing had to come first, not running off on some dangerous mission. Nuada was only doing what he could to protect you and the baby and keep you both safe. You covered your face with your hands, a little mortified by your words. "I’m so sorry," you mumbled.

Nuada smiled and pulled your hands away from your face. "Sweetheart, there’s nothing to say sorry for," he cooed. "I can’t even begin to imagine how hard these changes must be for you. Is there anything I can do for you, anything at all?"

You pressed your fingers to your lips, still felt the impression he left. "Well," you admitted shyly. "You could kiss me again."

Nuada grinned and dipped his head, propping himself on one elbow to keep his weight off of you. His tongue ran over your lips, as if seeking entry. Nuada sighed as your lips parted, as your tongue flicked against his. He had missed this, being near you, feeling you melt into him with each passing second. He let his free hand roam all over you, over your thighs, your back, gently skimming over your belly, fondling your breasts, already swollen and tender.

A gasp ripped through you when that skillful hand artfully caressed and teased, sending shockwaves all over you in growing intensity. It made you ache for him, made you want more, need more, but when you reared up to drag him in, Nuada gently pulled away. He had something for you, something you needed to see, something he had brought with him after stopping on the way to meet his father. "Soon, my love." Nuada kissed you again, lightly this time, before helping you sit up. "But first, I have a very special gift for you."

The velvet bag. You looked on as he walked over to it, trying to peek around him as he blocked your view. "What is it sweetheart?"

Nuada undid the strings and peered in, pleased with what he saw. "A moment, my love, and you will see it."

Something light and soothing filled the air, something sweet, like nothing you'd ever smelled before. When Nuada stood up and turned, you saw what it was, your eyes filling with awe.

That metallic sound you heard earlier had come from a beaten gold bowl, one that was deep and covered in intricate carvings, carvings only the goblins of Bethmoora were allowed to use. There had been a plant in it, one with thick, bluish-black stems, and a single rose bud that was blood-red, with tiny veins of gold all over the rims of the petals. No, you tell yourself. It can’t be.

"A stem taken from the Crown Rose Tree," said Nuada, as he carefully brought the bowl to you, so you could get a proper look at the plant. "Father said he started on this when I told him you were with child. He said the bud would bloom just in time for the birth."

"Oh." When you reached out and ran your thumb over a velvety petal, your entire body softened and trembled. You felt your baby kick, as if they recognized what it was. "But where- where will we keep it?"

Nuada had already thought of it. "That indoor garden over there, the one with the skylight." He pointed to a large recess that had plenty of light. "I will get started on it tomorrow, have this in the soil before the day is out."

You watched as he went over to a nearby occasional table and carefully placed the bowl over it. To Nuada's kin, such a gift was seen as an important tradition, one that was given to symbolize a new beginning for a couple.

"Right." Nuada dusted his hands and made his way back to you. "Now. Where we?"

You caught the wicked gleam in his eye and smiled in invitation.

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