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Love me, hate me

Emperor of mankind/reader

TW: mild threat at the start, power imbalance, kiss but nothing more

A/N: Written for the lovely @absynthe-mind, not proofread as always. Most likely having a smutty follow up as i've had a few reqs for that

Standing in the shadows with your back pressed to the wall, you pressed your hand over your mouth to muffle your staggered breaths.

I should not be here, I SHOULD NOT be here

The clash of metal grew louder and you struggled to to keep calm as the custodes approached down the hall, golden auramite shimmering and red helmet plume flowing behind them. The sound of their heavy footsteps echoing around the corridor, bouncing off the marbled walls, followed by the soft clink of their spears against the floor.

You pressed yourself into a small alcove and waited with your head bowed and your fingers tangled in your shirt. Staring at the pockmarked tiles of the floor and listened with bated breath, the custodes walked past you with a faint crackle of static vox chatter and soft whine of moving servos.

Gasping, you staggered upright and stumbled from your hiding place. There was no doubt in your mind they knew you were there, they simply didn't care. Or perhaps had more important things to do than punishing a lost serf who got a little to close to the sanctum.

watching them vanish around a corner, a prickle raced up your spine, your hair standing on end when you realised-

The sound of ceramite on stone had grown louder, not quieter.

Before you could react, a heavy gauntlet clasped your shirt and slammed you into the ground. The sharpened point of a guardian spear slammed down inches from your face, slicing through the stone and humming with sparking blue electricity.

"You have wandered far from your post, serf"

The voice was low, tinged with venom as the hand on your back pressed harder, crushing your chest to the floor. Your lungs struggled against the pressure and you struggled beneath the hand, instinct winning over better judgement and you scrabbled to escape.

This seemed to amuse your captor, a low rumble escaping them as they simply hoisted you into the air with ease.

"Not too smart, are we?"

They held you facing away from them and you kicked out and grasped at the fingers wrapped in your scruff, a fruitless struggle as you heard the screeching of the spear being pulled free from a pool of molten stone.

"Easy, Ra."

The second voice froze you. Deep and rich, soft and lyrical, it sounded like 100 different people talking at once, and also only one. Pressure burst in your head as you felt a presence trawl through your memories like they were leafing through a book. You fought to close your mind, focusing on the cold metal through your shirt and the smell of ozone. You felt amusement radiate through your thoughts and the presence receded.

"Let them up"

You dropped to the floor landing unceremoniously on your hands and knees, the impact sending sharp pain through your legs and arms. attempting to stumble to your feet, you felt the razor tip of a blade pressed to your shoulders.

"You are in the presence of the master of mankind, you will kneel"

The master of mankind? The emperor?

"Hold your blade Ra"

The sharp edge vanished instantly, but tension remained in your body.

"Turn around"

you shook your head, eyes locked on the corridor, wishing desperately the other custodes had found you instead.

"I could not, my emperor"

Armoured fingers, you assume from Ra, dug into your shoulder and lifted you to stand.

"Obey" he snarled and, reluctantly, you turned.

Light filled your vision, burning your eyes and pulsing waves of pain through your head. You began to shake and you clenched your fists, willing your body to hold. Suddenly the light was gone and your vision cleared. Before stood a custodes who you assumed was Ra, scowling at you with his spear clenched in his grip. and next to him...

The emperor towered over you. An Aquilla's stretched across the chest of his golden armour, massive wings reaching towards gilded pauldrons, a red stone clutched in its talons.

"Look at me"

Reluctantly your dragged your eyes up.

this is how i die...

But there was no pain, no flash of divine lightning that struck you down. Instead you found yourself looking at.... a man.

Olive skin framed by a curtain of black hair with blue eyes, no, brown. or were they green? No, gold. definitely gold He seemed to shimmer slightly, like a mirage as you looked upon him.

"Fascinating" he mused, the corners of his lips twitching for a moment.

The emperor paused as you stared up at him in awe before flicking his hand at the custodes.

"Ra, have this one sent to my quarters."

Snapping back to reality, you staggered backwards.

"N-No please I haven't done anything!" you wailed as you found yourself careening down the hall.

You awoke with a start, gripping you chest as you sat bolt upright. The covers slipped from your body, leaving you exposed to the chill night air and glancing around, you grounded yourself. Everything was still the same; the mottled walls hung with the golden eagle reaching for the sky, your bed, softer than most serfs could even dream of. Slipping from the mattress and dragging your sheet with you, you padded across the floor to the door, creaked it open softly and peered through.

The adjoining room was silent, a large circular space lit with flickering firelight. A huge four poster bed sat nestled in the corner, its crimson satin sheets crips and unused. A wide, patterned rug stretched on the stone flooring before an ornate fire place and somewhere in the darkest corner, you knew a heavy mahogany desk sat nearby, no doubt laden with yellowing scrolls and inkpots.

With a sigh, you stepped out into the larger bedroom, closing the door to your quarters behind you. Pulling your blanket around your shoulders and moving towards the fire place, you tossed in a few logs and stoking the flames back to life, allowing your mind to stray.

"what do you want from me?" You stood shivering in his room, arms wrapped around your chest. the emperor stood before you. he was shorter than you remembered, or, maybe he was taller? "You are an oddity" "What?" He walked passed you, taking a seat in a highbacked chair and reclining slightly as he considered you. "Many people will balk in my presence. Prostrate themselves or be driven mad. But you stand here with no trouble" "I am sorry, Lord" "Do not apologise. I simply wish to utilise this" "Utilise?" "Yes" Utilise had apparently meant menial tasks. You found yourself maintaining his chambers, running errands and managing the serfs of the palace. You fell into an easy routine and when the emperor found brief time aside from his duties, he had you sit and talk. The topic was irrelevant, he had said. Simply opting to listen as you looked at him and told him about the techpriest who got stuck in a custodes greave as they repaired it, or the serf who turned up after getting lost in the palace for 3 days. Each time, he demanded undivided attention, keeping your eyes locked to his face and remaining silent as you spoke. His expression was always hard and unflinching and no matter the time that passed, you couldn't shake the feeling that your presence vexed him more than comforted or amused. "Tell me about your day" He spoke, voice deep and rich. He sank slowly into the bathtub, a large carved marbled tub set low into the ground, allowing the water to rise up to his shoulders. Settling on your knees near the edge, you began to drag a comb through his swathes of black hair. "Of course, My Emperor" Soap covered your fingers, coating each fine strand of ebony hair and dripping down tanned shoulder as you dragged your hands through the tangles. "Annia has had her baby today, i went to visit her and take her food. The babe is doing well. a strong boy. She hopes he will be a custodes, like lord Valdor." No response. "Garrus was assigned to deliver a message to Lord Dorn's guard today. He said an astartes picked him clean up off his feet and held him over a balcony. Ive never seen him so scared." Still nothing. you grimaced, teasing a strand through your fingers as you thought for a moment before speaking again. "I went to a market today. I wanted to find something for Annia's little one but...." pausing, you debated finishing your story. "I found some hair oil.... for you I mean" The emperor shifted slightly, the water rippling. He turned, looking at you over his shoulder with twinkling eyes. "For me?" You nodded. "Yes, my lord. Not that you need it obviously, I just thought- well I suppose I-" "Show me" You jumped to your feet, running to your room to retrieve the tiny glass vial and racing back. You bowed your head slightly, desperately looking away as the emperor rose slightly from the water to peer at you. "And you bought this for me?" Before you could respond, he had sunk back into the water, propping his arms along the baths edge and leant his head back. "Go ahead then" hands trembling, you slicked your palms with the oil, almond and sweet vanilla assailing your nose. you reached out and, steeling yourself, placed your hands on the crown of his head. you dragged your nails across his scalp and stilled, hearing a low grumble. "Keep going" He grunted, twitching his head slightly. with a nod, you massaged the oil through his hair, root to tip, settling into an uneasy silence.

"You should be asleep"

You jumped, dropping your sheet.

A light flickered on, casting away shadow. The emperor sat in a high backed chair, leaning forward slightly on the desk. His usual armour discarded and replaced with flowing white robes, trimmed with shimmering gilded thread. HIs golden laurels sat on the worktop beside him, gleaming slightly.

"Forgive me, my emperor. I- I thought the fire would need stoking for you. I did not realised you had returned."

"You should know you cannot lie to me"

You flushed, cringing at his words. he continued to watch you silently as you ground your teeth and sighed.

"I had a nightmare, my lord"

That familiar feeling in your head as he probed your mind, pulling your dream forward and skimming through it.

"Curious. After 8 months, I would have thought this would be long forgotten"

"Forgive me, Emperor"

He waved his hand, gesturing your closer. You reluctantly shuffled over until you stood before him, wringing your hands nervously.

"Are you unhappy?"

"Not at all, My lord"

"Then why does this memory still bother you"

You looked at him softly.

"It was quite scary to have a custodes spear pressed against my back, My emperor"

The emperor propped an elbow on the arm of his chair, resting his palm in his hand and peering at you.

"Have I not provided for you, in these last 8 months"

"you have, Sire"

"Do you wish to leave?"

You shook your head aggressively.

"No! No I don't want to at all"

"Then what is causing this problem."

You debated for a moment, chewing the words before resigning yourself.

"My lord, you requested me as your personal serf, yet everything I do seems to irritate you, I fear I may be displeasing you in-"

"Displeasing me?"

A low rumble sounded and it took you a moment to realise he was laughing, his golden eyes creased slightly, an odd sight on a usually unfeeling face.

"Quite the opposite"

Before you could register the burning contact, you found yourself pulled forward. You lunged out, grappling one of the armrests, your other hand missed the mark and fell onto his leg, your fingers digging into a muscled thigh. Leaning precariously over the emperors lap, he had a firm grip on the back of your head, holding you still, face tilted towards him.

"I find you quite pleasing"

Even low and hushed his voice still felt heavy, echoing almost, like he was choosing what voice he used.

"Look at me"

You blinked at him, instantly loosing yourself in his golden eyes. The fine lines on his face relaxed and his grip slackened, slowly moving to cup your face with surprising tenderness.

"I wonder" he mused, tracing his thumb over your lip "Do you see me as a master, or a man"

"You are my lord" shuddering as his other hand lifted to ghost your hip.

He frowned, his face inches from yours.

"Is that all I am?"

"No. You are so much more" your voice was barely above a whisper as he closed the distance.

The kiss was electric, heat sparking in your chest as his lips moved against yours. Your eyes drifted shut and your body relaxed, sinking into his broad chest. Part of your mind shrieked at you, trying to claw you back to common sense.

He is the emperor! This is dangerous! This is madness! This is...amazing.

His hand travelled from your face, both gripping your hips and pulling you to straddle him before roaming along your body. The kiss deepened, leaving you breathless as his fingers dug into the plush of your thighs and waist.

You wrapped your arms around his neck, lost in the heat of the embrace and the smell of spice on his skin as he slipped from the kiss to nip at your neck.

"I am your Emperor" he whispered, pulling a bruise to the surface of your throat, marking you.

"But I can be so much more"

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I HAVE SUCH LOVE/HATE WITH HIM

Love me, hate me

Emperor of mankind/reader

TW: mild threat at the start, power imbalance, kiss but nothing more

A/N: Written for the lovely @absynthe-mind, not proofread as always. Most likely having a smutty follow up as i've had a few reqs for that

Standing in the shadows with your back pressed to the wall, you pressed your hand over your mouth to muffle your staggered breaths.

I should not be here, I SHOULD NOT be here

The clash of metal grew louder and you struggled to to keep calm as the custodes approached down the hall, golden auramite shimmering and red helmet plume flowing behind them. The sound of their heavy footsteps echoing around the corridor, bouncing off the marbled walls, followed by the soft clink of their spears against the floor.

You pressed yourself into a small alcove and waited with your head bowed and your fingers tangled in your shirt. Staring at the pockmarked tiles of the floor and listened with bated breath, the custodes walked past you with a faint crackle of static vox chatter and soft whine of moving servos.

Gasping, you staggered upright and stumbled from your hiding place. There was no doubt in your mind they knew you were there, they simply didn't care. Or perhaps had more important things to do than punishing a lost serf who got a little to close to the sanctum.

watching them vanish around a corner, a prickle raced up your spine, your hair standing on end when you realised-

The sound of ceramite on stone had grown louder, not quieter.

Before you could react, a heavy gauntlet clasped your shirt and slammed you into the ground. The sharpened point of a guardian spear slammed down inches from your face, slicing through the stone and humming with sparking blue electricity.

"You have wandered far from your post, serf"

The voice was low, tinged with venom as the hand on your back pressed harder, crushing your chest to the floor. Your lungs struggled against the pressure and you struggled beneath the hand, instinct winning over better judgement and you scrabbled to escape.

This seemed to amuse your captor, a low rumble escaping them as they simply hoisted you into the air with ease.

"Not too smart, are we?"

They held you facing away from them and you kicked out and grasped at the fingers wrapped in your scruff, a fruitless struggle as you heard the screeching of the spear being pulled free from a pool of molten stone.

"Easy, Ra."

The second voice froze you. Deep and rich, soft and lyrical, it sounded like 100 different people talking at once, and also only one. Pressure burst in your head as you felt a presence trawl through your memories like they were leafing through a book. You fought to close your mind, focusing on the cold metal through your shirt and the smell of ozone. You felt amusement radiate through your thoughts and the presence receded.

"Let them up"

You dropped to the floor landing unceremoniously on your hands and knees, the impact sending sharp pain through your legs and arms. attempting to stumble to your feet, you felt the razor tip of a blade pressed to your shoulders.

"You are in the presence of the master of mankind, you will kneel"

The master of mankind? The emperor?

"Hold your blade Ra"

The sharp edge vanished instantly, but tension remained in your body.

"Turn around"

you shook your head, eyes locked on the corridor, wishing desperately the other custodes had found you instead.

"I could not, my emperor"

Armoured fingers, you assume from Ra, dug into your shoulder and lifted you to stand.

"Obey" he snarled and, reluctantly, you turned.

Light filled your vision, burning your eyes and pulsing waves of pain through your head. You began to shake and you clenched your fists, willing your body to hold. Suddenly the light was gone and your vision cleared. Before stood a custodes who you assumed was Ra, scowling at you with his spear clenched in his grip. and next to him...

The emperor towered over you. An Aquilla's stretched across the chest of his golden armour, massive wings reaching towards gilded pauldrons, a red stone clutched in its talons.

"Look at me"

Reluctantly your dragged your eyes up.

this is how i die...

But there was no pain, no flash of divine lightning that struck you down. Instead you found yourself looking at.... a man.

Olive skin framed by a curtain of black hair with blue eyes, no, brown. or were they green? No, gold. definitely gold He seemed to shimmer slightly, like a mirage as you looked upon him.

"Fascinating" he mused, the corners of his lips twitching for a moment.

The emperor paused as you stared up at him in awe before flicking his hand at the custodes.

"Ra, have this one sent to my quarters."

Snapping back to reality, you staggered backwards.

"N-No please I haven't done anything!" you wailed as you found yourself careening down the hall.

You awoke with a start, gripping you chest as you sat bolt upright. The covers slipped from your body, leaving you exposed to the chill night air and glancing around, you grounded yourself. Everything was still the same; the mottled walls hung with the golden eagle reaching for the sky, your bed, softer than most serfs could even dream of. Slipping from the mattress and dragging your sheet with you, you padded across the floor to the door, creaked it open softly and peered through.

The adjoining room was silent, a large circular space lit with flickering firelight. A huge four poster bed sat nestled in the corner, its crimson satin sheets crips and unused. A wide, patterned rug stretched on the stone flooring before an ornate fire place and somewhere in the darkest corner, you knew a heavy mahogany desk sat nearby, no doubt laden with yellowing scrolls and inkpots.

With a sigh, you stepped out into the larger bedroom, closing the door to your quarters behind you. Pulling your blanket around your shoulders and moving towards the fire place, you tossed in a few logs and stoking the flames back to life, allowing your mind to stray.

"what do you want from me?" You stood shivering in his room, arms wrapped around your chest. the emperor stood before you. he was shorter than you remembered, or, maybe he was taller? "You are an oddity" "What?" He walked passed you, taking a seat in a highbacked chair and reclining slightly as he considered you. "Many people will balk in my presence. Prostrate themselves or be driven mad. But you stand here with no trouble" "I am sorry, Lord" "Do not apologise. I simply wish to utilise this" "Utilise?" "Yes" Utilise had apparently meant menial tasks. You found yourself maintaining his chambers, running errands and managing the serfs of the palace. You fell into an easy routine and when the emperor found brief time aside from his duties, he had you sit and talk. The topic was irrelevant, he had said. Simply opting to listen as you looked at him and told him about the techpriest who got stuck in a custodes greave as they repaired it, or the serf who turned up after getting lost in the palace for 3 days. Each time, he demanded undivided attention, keeping your eyes locked to his face and remaining silent as you spoke. His expression was always hard and unflinching and no matter the time that passed, you couldn't shake the feeling that your presence vexed him more than comforted or amused. "Tell me about your day" He spoke, voice deep and rich. He sank slowly into the bathtub, a large carved marbled tub set low into the ground, allowing the water to rise up to his shoulders. Settling on your knees near the edge, you began to drag a comb through his swathes of black hair. "Of course, My Emperor" Soap covered your fingers, coating each fine strand of ebony hair and dripping down tanned shoulder as you dragged your hands through the tangles. "Annia has had her baby today, i went to visit her and take her food. The babe is doing well. a strong boy. She hopes he will be a custodes, like lord Valdor." No response. "Garrus was assigned to deliver a message to Lord Dorn's guard today. He said an astartes picked him clean up off his feet and held him over a balcony. Ive never seen him so scared." Still nothing. you grimaced, teasing a strand through your fingers as you thought for a moment before speaking again. "I went to a market today. I wanted to find something for Annia's little one but...." pausing, you debated finishing your story. "I found some hair oil.... for you I mean" The emperor shifted slightly, the water rippling. He turned, looking at you over his shoulder with twinkling eyes. "For me?" You nodded. "Yes, my lord. Not that you need it obviously, I just thought- well I suppose I-" "Show me" You jumped to your feet, running to your room to retrieve the tiny glass vial and racing back. You bowed your head slightly, desperately looking away as the emperor rose slightly from the water to peer at you. "And you bought this for me?" Before you could respond, he had sunk back into the water, propping his arms along the baths edge and leant his head back. "Go ahead then" hands trembling, you slicked your palms with the oil, almond and sweet vanilla assailing your nose. you reached out and, steeling yourself, placed your hands on the crown of his head. you dragged your nails across his scalp and stilled, hearing a low grumble. "Keep going" He grunted, twitching his head slightly. with a nod, you massaged the oil through his hair, root to tip, settling into an uneasy silence.

"You should be asleep"

You jumped, dropping your sheet.

A light flickered on, casting away shadow. The emperor sat in a high backed chair, leaning forward slightly on the desk. His usual armour discarded and replaced with flowing white robes, trimmed with shimmering gilded thread. HIs golden laurels sat on the worktop beside him, gleaming slightly.

"Forgive me, my emperor. I- I thought the fire would need stoking for you. I did not realised you had returned."

"You should know you cannot lie to me"

You flushed, cringing at his words. he continued to watch you silently as you ground your teeth and sighed.

"I had a nightmare, my lord"

That familiar feeling in your head as he probed your mind, pulling your dream forward and skimming through it.

"Curious. After 8 months, I would have thought this would be long forgotten"

"Forgive me, Emperor"

He waved his hand, gesturing your closer. You reluctantly shuffled over until you stood before him, wringing your hands nervously.

"Are you unhappy?"

"Not at all, My lord"

"Then why does this memory still bother you"

You looked at him softly.

"It was quite scary to have a custodes spear pressed against my back, My emperor"

The emperor propped an elbow on the arm of his chair, resting his palm in his hand and peering at you.

"Have I not provided for you, in these last 8 months"

"you have, Sire"

"Do you wish to leave?"

You shook your head aggressively.

"No! No I don't want to at all"

"Then what is causing this problem."

You debated for a moment, chewing the words before resigning yourself.

"My lord, you requested me as your personal serf, yet everything I do seems to irritate you, I fear I may be displeasing you in-"

"Displeasing me?"

A low rumble sounded and it took you a moment to realise he was laughing, his golden eyes creased slightly, an odd sight on a usually unfeeling face.

"Quite the opposite"

Before you could register the burning contact, you found yourself pulled forward. You lunged out, grappling one of the armrests, your other hand missed the mark and fell onto his leg, your fingers digging into a muscled thigh. Leaning precariously over the emperors lap, he had a firm grip on the back of your head, holding you still, face tilted towards him.

"I find you quite pleasing"

Even low and hushed his voice still felt heavy, echoing almost, like he was choosing what voice he used.

"Look at me"

You blinked at him, instantly loosing yourself in his golden eyes. The fine lines on his face relaxed and his grip slackened, slowly moving to cup your face with surprising tenderness.

"I wonder" he mused, tracing his thumb over your lip "Do you see me as a master, or a man"

"You are my lord" shuddering as his other hand lifted to ghost your hip.

He frowned, his face inches from yours.

"Is that all I am?"

"No. You are so much more" your voice was barely above a whisper as he closed the distance.

The kiss was electric, heat sparking in your chest as his lips moved against yours. Your eyes drifted shut and your body relaxed, sinking into his broad chest. Part of your mind shrieked at you, trying to claw you back to common sense.

He is the emperor! This is dangerous! This is madness! This is...amazing.

His hand travelled from your face, both gripping your hips and pulling you to straddle him before roaming along your body. The kiss deepened, leaving you breathless as his fingers dug into the plush of your thighs and waist.

You wrapped your arms around his neck, lost in the heat of the embrace and the smell of spice on his skin as he slipped from the kiss to nip at your neck.

"I am your Emperor" he whispered, pulling a bruise to the surface of your throat, marking you.

"But I can be so much more"

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[druidwolf21]

Love me, hate me

Emperor of mankind/reader

TW: mild threat at the start, power imbalance, kiss but nothing more

A/N: Written for the lovely @absynthe-mind, not proofread as always. Most likely having a smutty follow up as i've had a few reqs for that

Standing in the shadows with your back pressed to the wall, you pressed your hand over your mouth to muffle your staggered breaths.

I should not be here, I SHOULD NOT be here

The clash of metal grew louder and you struggled to to keep calm as the custodes approached down the hall, golden auramite shimmering and red helmet plume flowing behind them. The sound of their heavy footsteps echoing around the corridor, bouncing off the marbled walls, followed by the soft clink of their spears against the floor.

You pressed yourself into a small alcove and waited with your head bowed and your fingers tangled in your shirt. Staring at the pockmarked tiles of the floor and listened with bated breath, the custodes walked past you with a faint crackle of static vox chatter and soft whine of moving servos.

Gasping, you staggered upright and stumbled from your hiding place. There was no doubt in your mind they knew you were there, they simply didn't care. Or perhaps had more important things to do than punishing a lost serf who got a little to close to the sanctum.

watching them vanish around a corner, a prickle raced up your spine, your hair standing on end when you realised-

The sound of ceramite on stone had grown louder, not quieter.

Before you could react, a heavy gauntlet clasped your shirt and slammed you into the ground. The sharpened point of a guardian spear slammed down inches from your face, slicing through the stone and humming with sparking blue electricity.

"You have wandered far from your post, serf"

The voice was low, tinged with venom as the hand on your back pressed harder, crushing your chest to the floor. Your lungs struggled against the pressure and you struggled beneath the hand, instinct winning over better judgement and you scrabbled to escape.

This seemed to amuse your captor, a low rumble escaping them as they simply hoisted you into the air with ease.

"Not too smart, are we?"

They held you facing away from them and you kicked out and grasped at the fingers wrapped in your scruff, a fruitless struggle as you heard the screeching of the spear being pulled free from a pool of molten stone.

"Easy, Ra."

The second voice froze you. Deep and rich, soft and lyrical, it sounded like 100 different people talking at once, and also only one. Pressure burst in your head as you felt a presence trawl through your memories like they were leafing through a book. You fought to close your mind, focusing on the cold metal through your shirt and the smell of ozone. You felt amusement radiate through your thoughts and the presence receded.

"Let them up"

You dropped to the floor landing unceremoniously on your hands and knees, the impact sending sharp pain through your legs and arms. attempting to stumble to your feet, you felt the razor tip of a blade pressed to your shoulders.

"You are in the presence of the master of mankind, you will kneel"

The master of mankind? The emperor?

"Hold your blade Ra"

The sharp edge vanished instantly, but tension remained in your body.

"Turn around"

you shook your head, eyes locked on the corridor, wishing desperately the other custodes had found you instead.

"I could not, my emperor"

Armoured fingers, you assume from Ra, dug into your shoulder and lifted you to stand.

"Obey" he snarled and, reluctantly, you turned.

Light filled your vision, burning your eyes and pulsing waves of pain through your head. You began to shake and you clenched your fists, willing your body to hold. Suddenly the light was gone and your vision cleared. Before stood a custodes who you assumed was Ra, scowling at you with his spear clenched in his grip. and next to him...

The emperor towered over you. An Aquilla's stretched across the chest of his golden armour, massive wings reaching towards gilded pauldrons, a red stone clutched in its talons.

"Look at me"

Reluctantly your dragged your eyes up.

this is how i die...

But there was no pain, no flash of divine lightning that struck you down. Instead you found yourself looking at.... a man.

Olive skin framed by a curtain of black hair with blue eyes, no, brown. or were they green? No, gold. definitely gold He seemed to shimmer slightly, like a mirage as you looked upon him.

"Fascinating" he mused, the corners of his lips twitching for a moment.

The emperor paused as you stared up at him in awe before flicking his hand at the custodes.

"Ra, have this one sent to my quarters."

Snapping back to reality, you staggered backwards.

"N-No please I haven't done anything!" you wailed as you found yourself careening down the hall.

You awoke with a start, gripping you chest as you sat bolt upright. The covers slipped from your body, leaving you exposed to the chill night air and glancing around, you grounded yourself. Everything was still the same; the mottled walls hung with the golden eagle reaching for the sky, your bed, softer than most serfs could even dream of. Slipping from the mattress and dragging your sheet with you, you padded across the floor to the door, creaked it open softly and peered through.

The adjoining room was silent, a large circular space lit with flickering firelight. A huge four poster bed sat nestled in the corner, its crimson satin sheets crips and unused. A wide, patterned rug stretched on the stone flooring before an ornate fire place and somewhere in the darkest corner, you knew a heavy mahogany desk sat nearby, no doubt laden with yellowing scrolls and inkpots.

With a sigh, you stepped out into the larger bedroom, closing the door to your quarters behind you. Pulling your blanket around your shoulders and moving towards the fire place, you tossed in a few logs and stoking the flames back to life, allowing your mind to stray.

"what do you want from me?" You stood shivering in his room, arms wrapped around your chest. the emperor stood before you. he was shorter than you remembered, or, maybe he was taller? "You are an oddity" "What?" He walked passed you, taking a seat in a highbacked chair and reclining slightly as he considered you. "Many people will balk in my presence. Prostrate themselves or be driven mad. But you stand here with no trouble" "I am sorry, Lord" "Do not apologise. I simply wish to utilise this" "Utilise?" "Yes" Utilise had apparently meant menial tasks. You found yourself maintaining his chambers, running errands and managing the serfs of the palace. You fell into an easy routine and when the emperor found brief time aside from his duties, he had you sit and talk. The topic was irrelevant, he had said. Simply opting to listen as you looked at him and told him about the techpriest who got stuck in a custodes greave as they repaired it, or the serf who turned up after getting lost in the palace for 3 days. Each time, he demanded undivided attention, keeping your eyes locked to his face and remaining silent as you spoke. His expression was always hard and unflinching and no matter the time that passed, you couldn't shake the feeling that your presence vexed him more than comforted or amused. "Tell me about your day" He spoke, voice deep and rich. He sank slowly into the bathtub, a large carved marbled tub set low into the ground, allowing the water to rise up to his shoulders. Settling on your knees near the edge, you began to drag a comb through his swathes of black hair. "Of course, My Emperor" Soap covered your fingers, coating each fine strand of ebony hair and dripping down tanned shoulder as you dragged your hands through the tangles. "Annia has had her baby today, i went to visit her and take her food. The babe is doing well. a strong boy. She hopes he will be a custodes, like lord Valdor." No response. "Garrus was assigned to deliver a message to Lord Dorn's guard today. He said an astartes picked him clean up off his feet and held him over a balcony. Ive never seen him so scared." Still nothing. you grimaced, teasing a strand through your fingers as you thought for a moment before speaking again. "I went to a market today. I wanted to find something for Annia's little one but...." pausing, you debated finishing your story. "I found some hair oil.... for you I mean" The emperor shifted slightly, the water rippling. He turned, looking at you over his shoulder with twinkling eyes. "For me?" You nodded. "Yes, my lord. Not that you need it obviously, I just thought- well I suppose I-" "Show me" You jumped to your feet, running to your room to retrieve the tiny glass vial and racing back. You bowed your head slightly, desperately looking away as the emperor rose slightly from the water to peer at you. "And you bought this for me?" Before you could respond, he had sunk back into the water, propping his arms along the baths edge and leant his head back. "Go ahead then" hands trembling, you slicked your palms with the oil, almond and sweet vanilla assailing your nose. you reached out and, steeling yourself, placed your hands on the crown of his head. you dragged your nails across his scalp and stilled, hearing a low grumble. "Keep going" He grunted, twitching his head slightly. with a nod, you massaged the oil through his hair, root to tip, settling into an uneasy silence.

"You should be asleep"

You jumped, dropping your sheet.

A light flickered on, casting away shadow. The emperor sat in a high backed chair, leaning forward slightly on the desk. His usual armour discarded and replaced with flowing white robes, trimmed with shimmering gilded thread. HIs golden laurels sat on the worktop beside him, gleaming slightly.

"Forgive me, my emperor. I- I thought the fire would need stoking for you. I did not realised you had returned."

"You should know you cannot lie to me"

You flushed, cringing at his words. he continued to watch you silently as you ground your teeth and sighed.

"I had a nightmare, my lord"

That familiar feeling in your head as he probed your mind, pulling your dream forward and skimming through it.

"Curious. After 8 months, I would have thought this would be long forgotten"

"Forgive me, Emperor"

He waved his hand, gesturing your closer. You reluctantly shuffled over until you stood before him, wringing your hands nervously.

"Are you unhappy?"

"Not at all, My lord"

"Then why does this memory still bother you"

You looked at him softly.

"It was quite scary to have a custodes spear pressed against my back, My emperor"

The emperor propped an elbow on the arm of his chair, resting his palm in his hand and peering at you.

"Have I not provided for you, in these last 8 months"

"you have, Sire"

"Do you wish to leave?"

You shook your head aggressively.

"No! No I don't want to at all"

"Then what is causing this problem."

You debated for a moment, chewing the words before resigning yourself.

"My lord, you requested me as your personal serf, yet everything I do seems to irritate you, I fear I may be displeasing you in-"

"Displeasing me?"

A low rumble sounded and it took you a moment to realise he was laughing, his golden eyes creased slightly, an odd sight on a usually unfeeling face.

"Quite the opposite"

Before you could register the burning contact, you found yourself pulled forward. You lunged out, grappling one of the armrests, your other hand missed the mark and fell onto his leg, your fingers digging into a muscled thigh. Leaning precariously over the emperors lap, he had a firm grip on the back of your head, holding you still, face tilted towards him.

"I find you quite pleasing"

Even low and hushed his voice still felt heavy, echoing almost, like he was choosing what voice he used.

"Look at me"

You blinked at him, instantly loosing yourself in his golden eyes. The fine lines on his face relaxed and his grip slackened, slowly moving to cup your face with surprising tenderness.

"I wonder" he mused, tracing his thumb over your lip "Do you see me as a master, or a man"

"You are my lord" shuddering as his other hand lifted to ghost your hip.

He frowned, his face inches from yours.

"Is that all I am?"

"No. You are so much more" your voice was barely above a whisper as he closed the distance.

The kiss was electric, heat sparking in your chest as his lips moved against yours. Your eyes drifted shut and your body relaxed, sinking into his broad chest. Part of your mind shrieked at you, trying to claw you back to common sense.

He is the emperor! This is dangerous! This is madness! This is...amazing.

His hand travelled from your face, both gripping your hips and pulling you to straddle him before roaming along your body. The kiss deepened, leaving you breathless as his fingers dug into the plush of your thighs and waist.

You wrapped your arms around his neck, lost in the heat of the embrace and the smell of spice on his skin as he slipped from the kiss to nip at your neck.

"I am your Emperor" he whispered, pulling a bruise to the surface of your throat, marking you.

"But I can be so much more"

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Take your time, no pressure!! I hope you had an amazing time with the dresses!

No Fic Today

Hi, guys! I'm so sorry, but I don't think I'm going to be able to get my next Titus x OC fic finished today. 😢

I've been out all day trying on bridesmaid's dresses, and I just don't have the mental energy left to write something of any substance. I promise it will be posted! If not this week, then next Tuesday as usual.

In the meantime, I'd like your opinion on an idea that's been floating around in my head for a while.

How would you guys feel about a new series? Perhaps one... involving a Lamenter x Reader?

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Woops

my drafts keep growing…

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I love this so much

I spent longer on this then I’d like to admit but anyway you guys remember vine right

My 2 fave panels lol

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@nomlakie COME GET IT

if I were a dev on sm2 I would have had the Leandros reveal be while he is in his. loincloth. hear me out.

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GIVE HIM TO ME

Can’t help myself. Certified blueberry whore up in this bitch 😭😭😭

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好吧这是真的汤不热没人能懂了所以我就当摸鱼传上来吧

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Just some sweet.Little office worker Loken x female kitten reader.

[druidwolf21]

Instructions unclear

Burned every bridge

WHEN ON PERIOD:

do not crash out

your feelings are NOT valid

do not send that text

don't kill yourself. lock in

do not act on negative emotions until at least 2 days have elapsed

[druidwolf21]

"Do you ever dream of land?" The whale asks the tuna.

"No." Says the tuna, "Do you?"

"I have never seen it." Says the whale, "but deep in my body, I remember it."

"Why do you care," says the tuna, "if you will never see it."

"There are bones in my body built to walk through the forests and the mountains." Says the whale.

"They will disappear." Says the tuna, "one day, your body will forget the forests and the mountains."

"Maybe I don't want to forget," Says the whale, "The forests were once my home."

"I have seen the forests." Whispers the salmon, almost to itself.

"Tell me what you have seen," says the whale.

"The forests spawned me." Says the salmon. "They sent me to the ocean to grow. When I am fat with the bounty of the ocean, I will bring it home."

"Why would the forests seek the bounty of the oceans?" Asks the whale. "They have bounty of their own."

"You forget," says the salmon, "That the oceans were once their home."

[druidwolf21]

ITS

Magic

I'm sure this has been done before

[druidwolf21]

I just gotta know, are you planning a sequel for Betrayal and Brotherhood??? I keep rereading, the ending is amazing!

Hey Anon!

Firstly, thank you so much for reading and I am SO glad you love it!!

I am constantly grateful and in awe that people enjoy the stories I put out and I will never get over it!

To answer your question: Yes! I am definitely planning a part 2!

I don't have a definitive date yet, but please keep your eyes open, it will be done!

[druidwolf21]

The Wolf King

By Misha Savier