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『Love Sickness』

summary: Hanzo's love sickness can only be cured by confessing to Cassidy, but if he's able to approach said man is something only the gods know.

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pairing: Shimada Hanzo x Cole Cassidy

type: sfw | one-shot

tw: kinda angsty (?) to fluff, poor baby Hanzo has so many self doubts and trauma, some kind of au, implied trans Hanzo

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a little something for the birthday of my dearest @rosepetals-onthelake, happy birthday love <3

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"Aniki."

A familiar voice called out to the samurai. His gaze went up to see his younger brother standing in front of him. Lazily he looked away again, getting lost in his thoughts again.

"Aniki. You haven't eaten for days."

Hanzo looked down on the plates and bowls in front of him. All of them were almost completely full, only a few bites had been taken by him.

"I do not feel like eating. As a matter of fact, I do not feel any hunger lately."

"Aniki..."

Genji sighed. Even if his brother didn't admit it he knew what was wrong with him. He was sick. So sick that we wouldn't even eat much. But it wasn't a regular sickness. It wasn't one you could cure with any treatment. No, there was a cure to it but to get it is something his brother only dreamed of.

"You shouldn't just sit around and daydream all day. It's not good for you."

With those words Genji disappeared and left his brother alone with his thoughts.

"I know myself the best that I can't just sit around."

He spoke to himself. The samurai knew what he needed to do in order to get rid of this feeling he had. But to get the courage to do it was another thing. Hanzo was never a coward, never in his life, but right now he wasn't able to approach the man that held the cure for his state of being.

Hanzo sighed. He couldn't just sit around, he did that for the past weeks and not doing anything will only worsen his state. His love sickness was indeed a pain in the ass.

But what scared him the most wasn't the confessing itself, more the things that he has to explain to his eventual spouse then. Why he had all those scars on his body.

It was a sensitive topic for him. Only a few people knew of if, including his brother Genji. Born with the wrong attributes was something his father despised. And it made him just insecure about himself, not feeling like himself in the body he was born in. He needed to the heir of the Shimada Clan, nothing else. If he'd be able to understand that and not reject him because of that?

Hanzo covered his face with both of his hands, hiding the light pink blush that had appeared on his face when he only thought about confessing to him.

How could a single man make him feel like that. A man he despised before he suddenly developed feelings for him. Was it his gestures? The way he behaved around him? His outgoing personality? His looks? Or something completely lese Hanzo wasn't aware of? Whatever it was that made him fall for him was the reason behind all the things he felt right now.

But thinking about this won't bring him any closer to what he wants. If he wants to have him as his spouse he needs to confess, otherwise he'll die of not doing it, be it in literal sense or not.

His thoughts wondered to the memory of him realising he had fallen for him.

It was on a mission. Hanzo and some others were assigned to do it. He got caged by the enemy until his knight in shining armor, or more like Cowboy without horse, came to rescue him.

"Need a helping hand, handsome?"

Those words were the only thing he heard before the enemies fell to the ground of the head shots they received.

Blushing, back the he thought out of embarrassment, he snarled at Cassidy for rescuing him.

"I was fine. There was no need for you to help me."

"But ya ain't looked like that."

A cocky smile plastered the cowboys face, what made Hanzo even more frustrated about the situation. Seemingly he was enjoying all this.

Looking back at it later that day he realised the real reason he was flustered by Cassidy when the only the he could think about was the soft features of his face or how his eyes seemed to always wander up and down his body as if he was inspecting the man in front of him.

Hanzo sighed again and shook off all those thoughts he had right now. Mentally he slapped himself and told himself that he needs to confess to Cassidy, or at least find out if the cowboy is just playing with him or if he feels the same things as the samurai does for him.

Right in that moment he got notified that he got assigned onto a new mission and as if God intended to do so his partner for this one was Cassidy.

Being excited about this divine providence he rushed as fast as he could to the spot where the two of them where supposed to meet.

And there he stood. His hat was sitting as always on top of his hat and his hand rest on his hips. Hanzo could clearly see his brown hair move a little as he turned around. When he noticed that Hanzo has arrived Cassidy's frown made place for his significant sky smile that always plastered the delicate but at the same time rough features of the cowboys face.

Hanzo froze in place. With Cassidy now being in front of him made all the doubts he had come up again. What if he's going to be grossed out about a man liking another man? What if he doesn't want him because he's not attractive enough? What if he doesn't understand why he changed so much about his body? Cold sweat formed itself on his forehand and hands, the nervousness took over now all of his mind and body.

"Got cold feet because?"

"I do not get such things as cold feet because of a simple task I have to do."

Unless if is confessing to the man in front of him. Hanzo watched as Cassidy slowly approached him.

"Even if ya life gon' change forever 'cause of what gon' happen?"

"My life is not going to change because of this mission."

Suddenly Cassidy stood right in front of him. Even if he was only a bit taller, for Hanzo it seemed like his face was unreachable. He clearly could hear his breath and smell the cigarette. Holding back a coughing as the smoke went right into his face he looked at the cowboy with a frown. Why was he talking about such things? He has done many missions before, why would he be nervous now all of a sudden?

"Was not talking 'bout the mission. Only yer doing it handsome."

There it was again. Handsome. The word that made him think Cassidy might be interested in him but then he remembers that he can be cocky dipshit. As always thoughts of doubt were racing through his head. Until he felt something on his cheek.

Being snapped out of his thoughts because of a weird feeling on his skin he looked up to Cassidy. His gaze has softened and the sky smirk had disappeared. His hand was resting on Hanzo's cheek, drawing small circles with his thumb. The samurai's heartbeat went up within milliseconds and he feared that it's going to jump out of his chest any second.

Without any warning he felt something warm on his lips — it was the mouth of Cassidy. He had just planted a little peck on his lips before pulling away, looking at him for a few seconds and then doing it again.

Hanzo froze in place and couldn't move. He couldn't comprehend what was happening right now. Cassidy was kissing him. He actually was doing it. All those doubts he had over the past months were ridiculous, Cassidy did indeed feel the same as Hanzo felt for him. He knew he didn't just play a game. His kisses were too soft and tender, if it was just a game he was playing then they wouldn't be like that.

Hanzo was happy, very happy. The man he loved made the first step and confessed to him with a kiss. He didn't reject. He didn't. Without being able to control it nor noticing it in the first place thick tears started to roll down Hanzo's cheeks. But Cassidy did and pulled away, looking at him concerned.

"Woah, didn't know ya'd cry from a kiss. Am I that bad?"

Realising what was just happening he wiped away the tears with the back of his hand.

"I apologise."

"No need for ya to say sorry. 's 'kay. As long as ya not gon' cry every time I gon' kiss ya everything's fine."

"So this weren't our only ones?"

"Why would they be? Ya not into kissing?"

"No, no I am. I apologise, this was stupid to say of me."

"No apologising. Come here."

Cassidy took Hanzo in his arms and hugged him tight. Both of them were really happy, they both enjoyed the moment they just had. Until Hanzo remembered why he was here.

"Shouldn't we go on the mission?"

"Ah, yea. 's a lie. Asked a friend to hack into the system to write ya this message. Guess I should apologise now."

Hanzo rolled his eyes. Cassidy is stupid, but at least he was his idiot now.

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『Secret Santa Event』

heyho guys! you know what time of year is nearing with every day - christmas. Thus i thought about making something special for this account and came up with the Secret Santa Event!

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『Rules』

The rules are easy: you send me an ask with a character, your preferred gender and if you'd like an sfw or nsfw prompt - not more!

You may ask yourself now "but what about the prompt?", well... Just like when doing Secret Santa you won't know what present (aka prompt) you'll get until christmas!

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『Prompt Slots』

SFW Slots Open: 6/7

NSFW Slots Open: 7/7

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『Special Infos』

my normal rules + character list still apply for this event

requesting time will go from November 1st 00:00 GMT+2 until November 30th 23:59 GMT+2

all requests will be answered on December 24 and 25

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Have a lovely November and see you for this event again in December! Stay tuned and mark the 24th and 25th in you calender!

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『Heat, Hunger and Desire』

summary: you and cole spend a hot summer day in your little home, not expecting the heat to take over both of your minds

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pairing: Cole Cassidy x fem!Reader

type: nsfw | one-shot

tw: smut, daddy kink, oral (m receiving), biting kink, cas being a little dip shit

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"Shit, 's so hot!"

Your boyfriend let himself fall down on the couch, sipping every last bit of the cold delicious water out of his glass, pouting when it got empty quicker than he wanted it to.

"With pointing out the obvious the heat won't dissappear, Cole..."

"Shut yer mouth. 's too hot for ya comments."

You chuckled. Normally he'd say something back and make fun of you but the heat seemed to even knock his brain out, not only his body. Speaking of later, you couldn't help but stare the whole time at his chest and the outlines of his dick in boxers. It was surely a sight to see Cole almost completely naked. And even though you were turned on by the sight the heat took all your energy away to do anything.

What you didn't noticed though were his own eyes lingering on the curves and features of your body. Only the sight of your bra-less breasts in that tight tanktop of yours and your thighs getting sqeeuzed by your shorts made him already rock hard. Despite the heat his appetite for you didn't disappear. Cassidy swallowed hard as he watched you lean forwards to grab your glass, your breasts jiggling with the motion of your body.

Oh how he'd love to rip that shirt and shorts of yours apart and ravish you right there on the couch. Bending you over one of the arm rests and pound his cock into your tight hole. But the sudden growling of your stomach snatched him out of his sinful thoughts.

" 's something? Ya hungry?"

You nodded.

"Haven't eaten anything since breakfast and that was a couple of many hours ago."

"I’m hard and yer hungry, which ya think's more important right now?"

You were taken by surprise as he spoke those words.

"My hunger, Cole, to be honest with you-"

"Incorrect, the right answer's my cock. Let’s kill two birds with one stone."

Your yelp as you felt his hands reach for your hips and heaved you up onto his lap, his hard cock pressing against your core, almost sounded like a moan.

"Atta girl."

You blushed at his words. Both of you knew how much Cassidy loved it when you're vocal and let him hear how much you're enjoying what he's doing.

As you looked at him you couldn't help but get turned on by the lust that had taken over his eyes and the cocky smirk plastering his face.

Another moan escaped your throat as you felt him moving your hips over his, his cock rubbing delicately over your clothed private parts.

"Such a good girl. Let daddy hear how much ya enjoying his cock."

You felt your knees getting weak and your core becoming even more wet as you heard him say those words. He exactly knew how to make you putty in his hands. Speaking of hands, another, this time louder, moan erupted from you when his hands got under your top and trailed upward to your breasts to pinch hard on your nipples.

"Fuck, ya sound so adorable!"

You couldn't help but rock your hips against his when you felt his dick twitch in his boxers. A, this time loud as fuck, moan left your throat when Cassidy started to thrust himself into you, dry humping the two of you, making both of you just even more needy and desperate for each other.

"Please, no teasing. Please! Just fuck me already!"

Sobbing you buried your face into the crook of his neck as you spoke those words.

"Shit, daddy just can't resist when his girl begs him like that!"

With one swift movement he had the both of you undressed, putting you down onto the floor to rest between his legs, his rock hard dick now being only a few centimetres aways from your face. The sight of precum dripping down his shaft and the smell of arousal turned you on even more. Cassidy didn't even need to say anything when you started to give the head of his cock kitten licks, drawing hot breathy moans from his lips.

"God, my girl knows exactly what daddy wants, gotta reward her for that."

Hearing those words made you eager for what he'll give you, finally taking his dick into your mouth and bobbing your head up and down. Your hands wandered up to his balls, giving them a few tight squeezes before deep throating him, almost making yourself gag from the sudden intrusion in your throat. As you did so you could hear a low growl come from Cassidy, encouraging your doings.

But before you could continue giving him head, his hand found it's way onto your scalp, taking a fist full of your hair in his hand and pulling on it to make you look up to him.

As you looked him in the eyes you noticed a almost feral look has taken over his normally smug features, seemingly you riled him up enough for him to change his default expression.

"Be a good girl and sit on daddys cock, will ya?"

He didn't have to tell you twice before you practically jumped up and got into his lap, the tip of his dick grazing your wet core before you sank down onto it, his thickness spreading your tight hole, making you feel like he's going to split you in half. You moaned as his tip reached the deepest spot of your insides, but so did he.

Cassidy didn't give you any time to accommodate to the slightly painful feeling of him inside you, slamming his cock in and out of your tight hole at a brutal pace.

You felt your walls clamping down onto Cassidys cock, it twitching inside of you from the sudden tightness.

"God, yer cunt's so tight."

You yelped in pain when Cassidy sunk his teeth into your shoulder, drawing blood from the small wound he had left there, licking over it as if to say sorry. But even so you couldn't deny it being hot as fuck and getting you closer to your climax.

"Cole, I'm getting close!"

"So am I pumpkin. Hold on a lil' longer, will ya? Then we'll come together."

You nodded frantically. You loved when the two of you came together in unison, when his hot load fills up your hole while your own climax rushes through your body.

Cassidys thrusts became sloppier and irregular, the steady rhythm he had going on quickly fading away. All he had in mind was making you come so he can feel your walls milking him as he shoots his load inside of you.

Suddenly his feet slipped on the hard wooden floor making him slip down a bit, his dick suddenly taking a new position inside of your pussy, hitting a, unkown to you both, new spot inside of you, making your come in an instant, your fluids gushing out of you and all over his private parts and lap as your screamed out his name. For Cassidy it only needed another sloppy thurts before he reached his climax, his own cum painting your spasming walls white, mixing with your fluids on his lap.

The only thing that can be heard now where the irratic breaths of both of you, your chests heaving up and down, trying to catch your breaths as you two came down from your highs.

"Fuck babe, ya felt so good."

You let yourself fall forward onto his chest, your hands snaking around his neck.

"We should go showering."

"Only a few minutes of cuddling, please."

A low chuckle could be heard from Cassidy as his own hands found a way into your own body, pressing you closer to himself. Without noticing a tiredness overcame you and let you drift off to sleep.

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not mentioned characters won't get written for (except for one piece since there're so many: if u don't see a character feel free to still ask)

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『Resident Evil Village』

n/sfw: Alcina Dimitrescu, Bela, Cassandra, Daniela, Karl Heisenberg, Miranda, Rosemary Winters

sfw: Ethan Winters, Donna Beneviento, Mia Winters

platonic only: Angie, Duke, Salvatore Moreau

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『Overwatch』

n/sfw: Ana, Ashe, Baptiste, Cassidy, Doomfist, Hanzo, Junker Queen, Lucio, Mercy, Moira, Pharah, Reinhardt, Sojourn, Sombra, Symmetra, Widowmaker, Zarya

sfw: Brigitte, D.VA, Kiriko, Mei, Tracer,

platonic only: Baston, Echo, Genji, Soldier:76, Winston

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New chapters for Be Sweet and Obey might delay, please be patient with me, thanks🙏

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『The Lords and their Artistic Abilities』

anon asked: Which art forms do you headcanon Lords are most interested to/involved in? (If it breaks the "max 3 character for headcanons" rule, you can remove one lord as how you wish)

a/n: I hope you meant stuff like painting or playing an instrument😅

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pairing: none

type: sfw | headcanon

tw: none

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『Lady Alcina Dimitrescu』

・as we know she once was a jazz singer so I can imagine her still doing that after all those years

・probably often sings lullabies to her daughters, even though they are fully grown already

・I can imagine her being able to play the Piano, she had much free time and a spare piano she surely has somewhere in the castle

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『Lady Donna Beneviento』

・it's canon that she's making puppets, she probably makes one or two a month (since it takes much time to make them)

・but you also have to be skilled in painting and sewing clothes

・thus I can see her painting when she's not in the mood to carve the wood for her puppets

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『Lord Karl Heisenberg』

・we know this man only works with metal so I can't imagine him doing something with other materials

・but what I can see him doing is creating little figures out of metal every here and then when he's frustrated with work

・but of course he tells no one and keeps them for himself — his favourite is the stallion he made right after testing out his abilities for the first time

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『Lord Salvatore Moreau』

・don't ask me why buy I bet he's into handy crafts

・probably makes cute little but cursed stuffed dolls which often look like Frankensteins monster because he's not a pro at it

・has a shelf next to where he sleeps where replica of his family sit, saying good night and good morning to them every day

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𝑩𝒆 𝑺𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑶𝒃𝒆𝒚— 𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝑰𝑰

summary: finally admitting your feelings for him you try to find a way to communicate with lord heisenberg without your mother knowing of it you, in spite of all you couldn't come up with anything. but what you didn't expect was him staying in the castle for a certain amount of time.

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pairing: Karl Heisenberg x fem!Dimitrescu!Reader

word count: 741

tw: royal au

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Much time, maybe a month or two or maybe even three, had passed since you celebrated your birthday and your strange encounter with Lord Heisenberg. You tried to stop thinking about him which you managed to do. Or so you thought.

Without noticing it your thoughts often drifted off to Heisenberg, despite wanting them to. After all you tried to forget what happened and not make those feelings and thoughts you had come up and get even worse. But you couldn't stop. You couldn't stop thinking about Lord Heisenberg.

It took you all the time that had passed to realise the reason why you very so highly interested in your mother's arch nemesis and the heir of House Heisenberg — you had caught feelings for him. Even though you've never intended to do so this was the only conclusion you could come up with. Despite hoping and praying for it, there was no other rational answer to why you had those feelings and thoughts.

You knew your mother would disinherit you if she knew about your feelings for Lord Heisenberg. But what about the man of your interest himself? You weren't sure what he was up to. He was hard to read and didn't seem like he's trying to make a move on you.

But you didn't let yourself get discouraged from that and you knew it was a bad idea. For the first time in your life you're going to hide something from your mother and going to disobey her orders but somehow that didn't scare you. All you could think about was Lord Heisenberg and the intimate moment you two shared on your birthday, hoping for it to soon happen again.

Sighing you stood up and went to the salon where your mother sat and looked through some papers.

"(Name) darling, what a surprise to see you here!"

You sat down across of her, watching her every movement carefully.

"What are you looking at mother?"

"Letters from our farmers and other traders. Like that they don't have to come personally every time they need something."

"Oh, I see. What are they about?"

Your mother sighed as she laid down the papers in her hand.

"You know, as head of the Dimitrescu family it is my job to provide all the things our folks needs for a living."

You nodded, not knowing what she tried to tell.

"And as such i also have to provide our citizens things like lamps and the like. Thus-"

Your mother balled her hand into a fist and gritted her teeth, the vein on her forehead seemed to have grown bigger out of anger and frustration.

"And thus this mongrel called Heisenberg wants to stay with us from next week on for some time to make new contracts and agreements."

Your eyes lit up as you heard the words your mother spoke. The man you fell in love with would come to visit you for a certain amount of time, what meant he's also going to sleep here in Dimitrescu castle and live with you together until he leaves.

In your head you did a little dance of joy, trying to hide your delight from your mother. You stood up and walked over to her, putting one of your hands on her shoulder.

"A wise woman once told me to stay strong for the folk despite the unpleasent things that will happen in life. Do you know who said those words mother?"

"It was me."

You hummed in agreement. She sighed and seemingly shook off all her bad thoughts, looking up at you smiling.

"Thank you (name) darling."

"Those were your words, not mine."

With this you disappeared again and ran into your room, almost slamming the door shut and threw yourself onto your bed, with your face landing on your pillows to shuffle your shouts of happiness. You kicked your feet in the air of exitment and looked up from the mass of pillows laying on your bed.

Finally you'd see him again. Finally you'll be able to hear his voice again. Maybe this time you'll be able to spend more moments like the one on your birthday with him. Maybe it even led to more than just being acquaintances.

You made yourself high hopes for the upcoming week, praying all your dreams would come true. Pleading god to let yourself get closer to the mysterious man named Karl Heisenberg you had caught feelings for.

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𝑩𝒆 𝑺𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑶𝒃𝒆𝒚— 𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝑰

summary: on the falconry trip with your mother and the benevientos your thoughts only were with lord heisenberg as you tried to think about a solution for your emotional chaos.

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pairing: Karl Heisenberg x fem!Dimitrescu!Reader

word count: 1163

tw: royal au

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The last day was stuck in your memories. You couldn't close your eyes without vividly seeing Heisenbergs face in front of you. Without seeing his yellow eyes scan up and down your features. Without thinking of what could have happened if the didn't back away. What could have happened if you had courage to do so...

No no no! What are you thinking of? He's an asshole! Or at least your mother told you so. He probably just messed with you and you shouldn't fall for that!

Even though you really wanted to see him again those thoughts kept sticking in your head, next to his face and voice.

A knock on your door let you focus on the real world again.

"Miss, it's time for breakfast."

"I'm coming!"

You got up and put your dressing gown over your nightgown before walking out of the room and going with the maid in the dining room.

When you arrived everyone was already sitting at the table and had starting eating breakfast. You sat down next to one of your sisters, starting to eat as well.

This time no words were said. All that could be heard was the sound of metal on metal and the one of chewing.

"The Benevientos invited me for falconry today afternoon. I want you to accompany me (name)."

You almost choked on your food when you heard the words your mother had spoken.

"And no objections (name). You're of legal age now, what means you have to participate in such activities. That's your job as my daughter."

"Yes mother."

You didn't like the idea of it. It's not like you didn't know how to ride, that you knew more than enough. You just weren't interested in hunting small animals with a falcon. Suddenly a thought popped up in your head.

"What route will we take?"

"I don't know yet. Probably the one in the other direction of the factory, after all we want to hunt animals."

Damn it. Exactly the one you didn't want to take you had to. Now you couldn't wander off like you intended to.

....

Noon came. You and your mother met in the stables, already dressed in your riding gown. The stable boy first guided your mother's horse outside and then your own. As you were about to ride to your meeting spot the stable boy called out and asked you two to be careful on the way.

With your horses it didn't take long to reach your destination, only about ten to fifteen minutes. There already waited Lord Beneviento and his daughters, his wife didn't accompany them this time.

You had no connection to them, not even the daughters who were only a bit older than you.

"Ah, Lady Dimitrescu and Miss (name)!"

"Lord Beneviento! Thank you for the invitation!"

"No need to thank me, you know I love to spend time with you!"

The two of them laughed and rode together ahead of their children. You and the Beneviento daughters rode in one line, but you didn't want that. You'd rather just ride off to the factory, but with every step you strayed further from it.

You watched your mother and the Lord have small talk and laugh together, letting their falcons do what they want, here and then calling them back for them to take a break.

As you watched them talk your thoughts started to drift off again. For the second time today you had to think about last evening. Had to think about how close Heisenbergs face was to yours. You felt your heart beat faster and your face brighten up from the thoughts you had. Hopefully nobody noticed that. Even worse would be if one of them could read your mind. What would they think of you? Above all, what would your mother think of it?

You shook those thoughts off. They were your thoughts in your head, nobody was able to hear them, except for yourself.

You turned your head around to see how far you're from the factory away. As you looked at the horizon all you could see was the big mass of tress behind you, no glimpse of a factory. Not even the chimnies you were able to see anymore. You must have been really far away from the place of your desire. But you couldn't just ride off, could you?

"(Name)?"

You looked over to your right and saw that Donna was looking at you in awe.

"Is everything okay?"

"Everything is alright, why are you asking Donna?"

She just shrugged and concentrated on riding again. Even though she was a little weird sometimes she was an overall nice young lady. An attractive one at that. You were sure she'd soon find a man of her own.

The ride just seemed to drag itself on and on, seemed like it's never going to find an end soon. All that bothered you much. You'd rather be somewhere else right now than here. Rather be in someone else's arms than here. You shook your head in surprise of your own thought you just had. How could you think of Lord Heisenberg holding you in his arms? In his strong and muscular arms... Holding you tight to his chest... His hot breath fanning over your neck... No stop! You mentally slapped yourself for the thoughts you had. There's nothing going to happen between the two of you. After all your mother would scold you and kill him for it! And still the thought of getting closer with him, the thought of getting to know him better and the thought of seeing him again gave you a weird feeling in your stomach as if you were becoming sick and have to vomit any second. You didn't know what this feeling was but it somehow made you happy. You wanted to feel it more. You wanted to feel it again. Maybe even while Lord Heisenberg is around you.

....

After what felt like hours you and your mother finally came back to the stables and leaving your horses behind in the care of the stable boy. The two of you then made your way back to the castle and up to your rooms, changing your clothing for the upcoming dinner.

You sat down on your bed, putting off your shoes and let yourself fall down onto the soft mattress. You thought about what you should do about those weird feelings and thoughts you had about Lord Heisenberg. Should you just swallow them and ignore them or should you go after them? On one hand you feared your thoughts and feelings will eat you up from inside out and in the other hand you feared the wrath of your mother if she found out about them. Maybe you should give yourself some time to sort your feelings and thoughts. Maybe you should stop thinking about the Lord and concentrate on your new role as a grown up woman. Maybe that'll work.

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Hello, hope you doing well! I have ideas for request but i also don't want to make you extra busy with all those one-shot and headcanon tasks while you also writing a multi-chapter fic. It goes well i hope? Try to enjoy the process as much as you can!

I just wonder that, will you return to the requests until the fic's final chapter or you will try to do both of this tasks at the same time? & Please don't push yourself into a pressuring feeling, your health and your good is more important.

hey anon!

Yes im working on my requests, just haven't finished any of them yet...

But my requests will stay open for anyone who wants to drop some ideas or wishes!! I'll try to answer them as soon as possible, but I'm rn a bit busy with school and big ass essay I have to write :/

Stay lovely anon💕

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Be Sweet and Obey — Prologue is up on AO3 too, called heisendaddysimp there!

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𝑩𝒆 𝑺𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑶𝒃𝒆𝒚— 𝑷𝒓𝒐𝒍𝒐𝒈𝒖𝒆

summary: your birthday came and your mother invited every lord to a party — including her arch nemesis heisenberg. but what she didn't know about was your growing interest for this mysterious man.

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pairing: Karl Heisenberg x fem!Dimitrescu!Reader

word count: 1361

tw: royal au

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It was a snowy winter evening, like so many have happened the days before. The lights in the village were dimmed, almost none of them existed at this time of day. Only in the big castle on top of a near mountain some lights still shone and that not without a reason.

The crying of a newborn echoed through the hallways. A new life saw the light of the day. It's name chosen from her mother was (name). She was later to be known as the fourth princess of the Dimitrescu family.

And this is the story about said girl. About her love for her family and her obedience towards her mother but also about the lust of a young woman and the desires she had. Only the gods know how her story will end.

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"No not like that! The sigils have to be on the outside of the chairs!"

As you entered the big dining room you saw your mother, the current Lady of the Dimitrescu House, scolding one of her servants.

"(Name) my darling! What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be up in your room with your maids trying on dresses?"

"We're finished already. I've chosen the red one."

And that wasn't a lie. In your whole 18 years of life you've never lied to your mother. Not even once. Not even a white lie.

"I'm glad you did! It's my personal favourite!"

You smiled, crossing your hands behind your back and walking up to her to inspect the table.

"Do we really have to hold a banquet for my birthday?"

"Of course we do have to! It's your 18th birthday after all! Everyone must see my now grown-up little (name)!"

You sighed and didn't say anything about it anymore. You knew your mother. She loved to celebrate herself and her family. Especially infront of the other Lords and their families. Especially infront of a certain family.

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The evening came and so did your guests. One family after another arrived in Dimitrescu Castle, getting guided by servants into the dining room. There you and your family awaited the Lords' families, ready to greet them as soon as they set foot into the room.

First came the Beneviento family — the parents and her two daughters, Donna and Claudia. Your mother greeted them as if they were her own family. She often told you that the Dimitrescus and Benevientos were close with each other for decades.

After them the Moreau family with their son Salvatore. They and your mother had a relationship on buisness level, the greeting being more formal than the one before.

And as last did Lord Heisenberg. As always he was alone and came late to the celebration. Your mother despised him. For her he was the walking pest. "Man-thing" she'd always call him behind closed doors.

"Lord Heisenberg, I feared you wouldn't come anymore!"

"Initially I didn't want to but I just can't say no to a free meal with wine!"

His yellow eyes gazed over to your figure, you greeted him like all the others. He ignored this and proceeded to sit down at the table. Despite knowing he didn't, you felt like he never stopped fixating your body with his eyes.

The meal went on without any more comments of Lord Heisenberg, only your mother and the other families did small talk. Not even when your mother called out for a toast he said something, just raising his wine glass like everyone else did.

Despite wanting to he drew all your attention towards himself. You knew nothing about him. For you he was a big mystery, a man who didn't like to talk and even less about himself. You wondered how he was when he's all by himself. You wondered if he was like your mother or if he was different. You couldn't help but wonder so much about Lord Heisenberg.

The whole dinner got to much for you, you've never liked them and now even less. Even when it was over and everyone was just sitting at the table and talking you need a break. You need fresh air.

"Excuse me."

Wirhout explaining where you're heading to you stood up and left. Your mother followed your smale frame with a questioning look.

You went down the hallways until you finally reached your favorite spot — the balcony facing towards the village. You opened its doors and stepped out into the fresh evening air, goosebumps covering your skin and cheeks and nose turned into a rosy color. You rubbed your hands together and breathed onto them, hoping to get at least some warmth like that.

"I didn't think little miss (name) would flee onto a balcony."

You jumped and turned around, wondering who had caught you. Your eyes widened when you saw who was standing in the door frame.

"Lord Heisenberg, you scared me!"

He didn't say anything as he approached you, only a smirk plastered his face. He took place next to you, his back leaning against the railing, each of his elbows resting on it next to his, compared to yours, big frame. You turned towards him, leaning your hips against the cold stone.

"Why are you here lord?"

"I could ask you the same little miss."

You didn't know if you liked the nickname he gave you or not. He took a cigeratte and lit it, taking a pick huff from it.

"I needed to smoke. What's your excuse?"

You watched as he put the cigarette onto his lips, taking another huff from it. Your eyes wandered from his lips up to his scarred face, wondering how and why he got them. Wondering if it hurt much. Wondering if they still hurt.

"I just needed a break. I don't like those big gatherings."

Heisenberg laughed. You looked at him with a questioning expression, wondering what's so funny about your answer.

"As part of the Dimitrescu family I rather thought you're like the rest of them. More party-loving."

"I'm not. I'm rather by myself. In my room."

"You're one! A Dimitrescu who hates social gatherings and is introverted, something I thought I'll never see!"

He took a last huff of his cigarette before he rubbed its lit tip onto the stone and then threw it down the balcony.

Before you could even say anything or react he put one of your hair strands behind your ear, his gloved hand lightly touching your soft and cold skin, resting on it for a bit, his thumb grazing over it. You felt your face heat up, a blush crept onto your cheeks. Without any further words he let go of you and disappeared.

In shock of what happened you stood on the balcony for some more time until one of the servants found you and guided you to the entrance hall were your mother and sisters were saying good bye to the Lords, but one was missing. Lord Heisenberg already made his way home, not even saying goodbye to you.

Finally everyone was gone and you could slip into your nightgown, letting yourself fall onto your bed. As you sighed the memories of your interaction with Heisenberg. You again felt your face heat up and caught yourself thinking about things that could have happened instead of him just storming off. Unholy things that could have happened. You kicked your feet and put your hands over your face, trying to hide the deep red blush on the face as if someone would come in any moment.

You wanted to see him again. You needed to see him again. You needed to know more about him and why he did this. You just had to. But you knew it was nearly impossible. Your mother wouldn't let you go out of house, especially not if you told her you're going to visit her arch nemesis. Even less if she knew what he did, the only thing she'd do would be killing him with her own hands. You needed a plan. A plan to somehow sneak out and see him.

For the first time in your life you were dedicated to do something — even if it meant disobeying your mother.

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just finished it during maths so you know what that means!!!!

If I can finish chapter 2 until tomorrow I'll post the prologue earlier! I just can't wait to share my creation with everyone :((

[heisendaddysimpswritings]

If I can finish chapter 2 until tomorrow I'll post the prologue earlier! I just can't wait to share my creation with everyone :((