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#DOOMED TO NEVER TOUCH DOOMED TO RUN OUT OF TIME SCARED TO FEEL MUCH OF ANYTHING AND YET IN LOVE DESPITE IT ALL. GOD#what if i had sacrificed my lifespan in order to get the revenge ive been seeking since a child and you were a being so divine that a single#touch would siphon off my life even more. and what if we found ourselves in the centre of destruction and you told me you were ready to die#you were ready to leave what little humanity you have behind but i wouldn’t let you. what if i took your hand in mine and saved your life#even though it dooms us both. what if i refused to let you leave even though i knew i would have to leave soon instead.#what if i held your hand at the end of everything and it saved us both. and it killed us both.#FUCKKKKK I HATE THEM. EVERYBODY READ CHAINSAW MAN RN I AM SO SERIOUS.#mj.thoughts
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Reader(Fem) x Alcina Dimitrescu
(PART 2)
Written by cannibal_witchh
Part 1
:https://cannibal-witchh.tumblr.com/post/641589115086929920/readerfem-x-alcina-dimitrescu-part-1-written
⛓Trigger Warnings⛓
Story contains: Gore, sexual elements, vulgar language, violence, elements of sub/dom behavior, and captivity.
Notes: This is the 2nd part of the story and it will progressively get more sexual, and the elements between the reader and Alcina will become more dom/sub. It is a little bit of a slow burner so bare with me. It will get juicy soon! I want to add, I do not support in any fashion abuse, and or non consensual actions. ⚠️ I have clearly placed trigger warnings to indicate there may be elements that are not for every reader. I heavily gravitate with dominance and submission/gore so thats where the relationship in the story will go ⚠️ Again, limited information so nothing in the story really is canon.
The reader is referred to as:
Y/N- your name
Y/L/N- your last name
She/her- in italics and bold
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Her blood boiled as she felt the weight of humiliation and rage filter through her. She was in poor shape, bloodied up, bruised, and very little hope could be found within her. She stared at Alcina with a hateful expression, but the vampress had full awareness beneath that thin surface of loathing was absolute fear. "Don't be foolish. I will not say it again.", she continued a smirk as she rested her elbows up on the edge of the bath. Even in absolute indecency she was wicked and intense. Her body at full exposure, water glistening off her porcelain skin, and gentle beads of water trailing down her breasts. The moon was illuminating off her soft tall figure, as she tipped her head back and relaxed it on the edge. "I think I've been more than patient with you."
Y/N, had so many emotions cycling through her, there was disgust, hatred, and anxiety. But she had concluded that there was no point in stalling. Alcina would grow tired and eventually kill her if she wasted anymore time. She began to strip, peeling an article of clothing at a time, trying desperately to cling on to every second. Her hands trembling as she slid her panties down her ankles before the wicked vampire.
She submerged her body in the warm water, blood began to scatter out from her knee, and she watched fragments of the water become crimson. Fuck. "Relax, I'm not a shark. I can smell your wonderful nectar but I have no need to feed at this exact instance just because you're coloring my bath water red.", she teased pulling her head up. Loose black waves stuck to her wet skin, spreading out like a small web on her smooth pale skin. Her intense bright eyes focused on Y/N, her eyes looked so preditorial, and so hungry. Those eyes burned deep in Y/N's soul, it was haunting.
After about forty minutes of soaking and cleansing, Alcina decided to privilege Y/N by showing her the cellar room. She held a lit candlabrum guiding them deep inside. It smelled foul, there were variations of fresh corpses everywhere, limbs lost in other areas of the large hallway, and it was incredibly dark. The walls and floor were built with thick cobblestone, and there were numerous cellars with rusted bars. " Now, I believe I have treated you kindly with allowing you to stay in an actual guest room.", she said as she continued to lead Y/N deeper into the cellars. Abruptly, an incredibly dry groan echoed through the cellar, it sounded as if it was in absolute suffering and pain. Y/N darted her head in the direction she believed it came from but it was too difficult to really distinguish actually where it sounded. " Relax, I won't allow them to touch you.", she assured as she stopped and turned to face her. "Those are family.", she stretched a pearly grin, her fangs teasing under her satin red lips. Alcina instructed with just her hands for Y/N to come closer to her, and she obeyed the demand. "You look much better being cleaned up, pet.", that name alone flooded a pool of humiliation in her, being stabbed, bitten, and beaten countless times to this nonsense- it just delivered a wave of embarassment to her. Alcina let out a soft giggle, and for moments there wasn't words being exchanged.
Thud! With swift impact, there was a heavy hit that landed to Y/N's head, and she flew several feet back away from Alcina. She tried to gather herself but her vision grew blurry, and her knee still in poor condition to make quick movements. Dwindling in and out of clear vision, the sounds of agonizing groaning reverberated through the corridor infront of her. She felt shivers, hair raise, and another dose of adrenaline greet her. What could this be? Within moments, a strong smell of decay flooded through the damp cobblestone hallways, and echos of pain continuing to sound. A group of corpse like creatures swayed in, their bodies detierating, bones exposed, long sharp aged nails, and hollow dark eyes. Her family. Absolute horror welcomed Y/N, Alcina had lied, she wasn't going to protect her. The creatures began to hobble towards her, surrounding her, their stench choking her, and their groans ringing in her ear. She was fucked, no available escape was present for her to attempt. She closed her eyes and she felt the stroke of long thin nails brush against her face and arms. Felt the cold breath of their hissing near her ears, as she tried to control her panic. This was it. "Enough!", Alcina screeched, and immediately the creatures shrieked and fled away in the tunnels. She relaxed her hands on her hips and walked over to Y/N with a pleased expression. " This is what will become of you but worse if you do not submit to me. Do we have ourselves clear?", Alcina watched as Y/N nodded trying to control her panicked breaths, and maintain her shivering. "Good."
Without effort, Alcina had carried Y/N in her arms all the day back to her captive room. When they arrived, she locked the door, and rested Y/N on the sheets. Y/N felt some release of tension the moment she establish this was her room. She spread her arms out, tracing the creases of silk that collected under her. The presence of the fabric brought her slight comfort. "Honestly, you truely are pathetic.", she sighed as she sat the candlabrum on the wooden nightstand beside the bed. Y/N felt beside her sink, Alcina had sat beside her and began to run her fingers through her hair. Despite the cruel treatment, this minor kindness felt relieving to Y/N. She let out a small sound of relief as Alcina continued to lace her fingers through her hair. "I feel despite some tension, you have gathered an understanding of your place as my feeding pet. I appreciate that submission. I have mutually contributed. I awaited feeding until you were cleansed and in the comforts of your room.", a sharp spike danced in Y/N's stomach, she felt acidity well up, and her knee twitch with discomfort. It was time.
This time, Y/N did have opposition towards the situation this time. She fully gave in to the unfortunate circumstances. Her pants were removed, revealing a blackened knee with blood stains feathering out from the site. "I'm quite surprised how quickly you've adapted to your position to me. I have to admit, I am pleased with you.", Alcina leaned to her side, hovering over Y/N's wounded knee, her large breasts nearly spilling out from her nightgown. The closer she leaned towards her knee, the more her alluring breasts pressed gently against Y/N. "Despite my daughters, I have control over my hunger. I will treat you well, and I will know how to savor you slowly.", she looked down at her knee and let out a sound of disappointment. "So much for being patient. Its scabbed. I suppose I will make a new feeding site."
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"My f-femoral atery?", Y/N muttered as she felt her cheeks grow hot. A major artery, not even her daughters had fed on. The violent feeding they did more than likely would've killed her if they attempted to. " Yes, now please relax. I have fed in this location before and no one has ever died. I have lived a long life and acquired quite the knowledge on self control.", she began to move close to her upper thigh, her nose brushing lightly against her skin, and her mouth leaving light streaks stained from her rouge. The sound of skin break was heard through the cold air, Y/N let out a pained moan and held her breath. The pain was unpleasant, it was like having a canine bite but with small thin teeth. She tried focusing on the candle wicks, watching them sway and dance softly in the distance. The warm occasional crackle it did from time to time. It was the closest thing to resemble peacefulness during this taxing time. Alcina began to feed, siphoning Y/N's blood, she made sounds of utter bliss as the sweet flavor danced along her desperate tongue. Her body stiffening in surprise as pure satisfaction greeted her mouth. Her nipples growing erect through her night gown, brushing against Y/N's leg. Y/N felt light headed, feeling blood leaving her as she grew quickly cold. Strangely, she had no presence of panic, perhaps, the loss of blood delivered her brief emotional insensitivity. Alcina stayed down there for quite sometime, muttering muffled sounds of bliss, occasionally latching off revealing a bloodied chin, teeth, and lips. She met Y/N's eyes and immediately flashed a wide smile, it was almost sickening but in a way bewitching. Maybe the lack of blood was making Y/N confused. " W-why am I so relaxed?", she muttered feeling a heavy weight of tranquility possess her. " Shh...its the lack of blood. Soon I will stop.", Alcina whispered as Y/N felt her tongue lick her inner thigh. Her long tongue tracing and prodding the bite marks. Desperstely trying to drain whatever was left of the site.
" I believe, I am full. Thank you for the meal.", she wiped her crimson stained lips and chin with the back of her hands ,now tarnishing it with red. " I believe, I owe you a thank you, pet. You have been surprisingly obedient the whole time, and quiet too.", Alcina slowly adjusted herself until she was on all fours above Y/N. Her large smooth breasts draping down reaveling down her well tailored gown. She began to crawl slowly towards Y/N's face, her chest lighting brushing against Y/N's body. It was incredibly soft yet cold. " I am going to need you to open your mouth, won't you, pet?", without hesitation, Y/N dropped her mouth open for her. Alcina licked her lips and pressed her right fang into her plump bottom lip. Blood began to trickle out and run down her chin and onto her chest. Her hand traveled slowly up to Y/N's neck, gentle gripping it, and holding it against the mattress. Her opposite hand, explored under her shirt, and rested on her heart. Y/N, felt the a wave of heat flush away the cold that was residing in her. What was she about to do? "Can't let my obedient food die on me, yet.", Alcina leaned herself forward, pressing her lips against Y/N's. Her tongue inviting itself into her mouth, brushing metallic crimson inside. The flavor was terrible but Y/N did not seem to object. Alcina continued to kiss her, muffled sounds escaping between their lips as a warm blanketed feeling continued to lay over Y/N. Blood had managed to escape their lips, trickling down Y/N's chin, it was incredibly cold as it traveled down. Alcina ceased the kissing, her face revealed itself to be flush and pink. Strange for a creature of the undead. She moved her long delicate fingers along Y/N's blood covered lips and chin. Collecting whatever escaped under her finger tips. "Don't waste it.", she whispered softly nudging her fingers against Y/N's lips, as they slipped their way inside her mouth. More of that bitter flavor met Y/N's tongue, and she felt her body grow warmer and warmer. Alcina took her fingers out after a few moments, examining there was no trace of remaining blood present. She made a sound of approval that trailed with a small smile. An overwhelming amount of insatiable hunger found Y/N, she felt her body perk with energy, her senses incredibly alert, and her heart accelerate as if it was injected with caffeine. She brought a hand to Alcina's cheek and drew her to her own. Lips reuniting again, her tongue pressing its way into Alcina's mouth, and Y/N biting her lower plump lip. She was hungry, the introduction to Alcina's blood was intoxicating, addictive, and restoring. It brought her energy and she needed more. A small line of red flowed from Alcina's lower lip, and Y/N quickly licked it from her face. Her tongue returning back to Alcina's mouth the moment she collected all of her crimson. Alcina muffled a small moan, as her hand tightened around Y/N's neck, the opposite hand no long resting on her Y/N's heart but traveling down her stomach. Her incredibly sharp nails dragging into her sternum down to above her navel. She felt blood seep from those insicions, and she let out a pained moan. She buried her lips against Alcina's for a few more passionate moments until she broke it. Her lips pressing against Y/N's neck and her tongue dragging down her neck to the freshly bloodied cuts on her sternum and navel. She kissed and licked the bloodied wounds hungrily. Little delicate moans left her mouth as she glanced up at Y/N with her appreciative smile. Still continuing to clean the newly made cuts with her tongue. "Dont act as if this is an invitation of making love, foolish one. Vampires have restorative blood that gives humans the ability to briefly recover, replenish energy, alertness, and on some occasions enhance their libidio.", she rolled her eyes, " In this case, you acquired all of it. What a headache. I just wanted to make sure you didn't die of blood loss.", She sighed. " I suppose I will find more uses for you, pet. But don't think it will entirely feel good."
To be continued...
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Story: Ashes of Love and War
Chapter: 15 / ?
Couple: Todoroki Shouto / Yaoyorozu Momo (TodoMomo)
Rating: M (for language and violence)
Betas: @flourchildwrites (Link) & C’s Melody (Link)
Ao3 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/21638800/chapters/74623470
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50 days post the fall of Troy (Morning after the attack)
The next day, fog covered the mountaintop in a heavy gray that seemed to match the mood within the orphanage. Silent and bloodless, the humid mist rolled off the sea and breached the orphanage's walls like a harbinger of the danger surrounding them all.
The men that had escaped the stympahlian’s attack unharmed trudged silently around the quarters, fixing what they could or preparing for that night’s battle. No one had slept.
There was an anxious tension in the air. Momo had caught a few of Fukukado’s men siphoning alcohol from the orphanage’s last wine barrel but hadn’t stopped them. All anyone could do was try to keep their mind off of the upcoming battle.
Momo grabbed a jar of honey and fresh bandages from their dwindling supplies and then hurried back into the makeshift infirmary. She was the only one on duty at the moment. Aizawa and Asui were busy bringing the unhurt children and the few injured pirates that could still walk down to the ship.
She went over to the nearest man’s pallet and sat down next to him. The pirate was feverish and shaking. A stymphalian had sliced through his arm, down to the bone. Long gashes along his back were already starting to fester. She helped him sip from a flask of wine, laid the man back down, and began redressing his bandages.
Her shoulder throbbed at the movement, but Momo ignored the pain. The work and sting were a welcome distraction. If she stopped, if she paused, she’d think about Tokoyami. And then she’d just be upset.
He had come by her room that morning before departing for his patrol. Momo had known the sound of his footsteps as he stopped in front of her door, but he hadn’t knocked and, after a few moments, had left without saying anything even though he had said he wanted to speak to her.
Not that Momo wanted to talk. She didn’t even know what they’d say to one another. Yesterday, she had been so incredibly furious. But now, whenever she thought of Tokoyami, she just felt hollow.
Tokoyami was her oldest friend. He had been her confidant, had protected and guided her throughout the war and politics of Apollo’s temple. But Momo had taken his companionship for granted.
And now it felt too late.
The harder she fought to hold onto their friendship, the more it broke. All that was left were chipped pieces of glass that cut her every time she touched them.
The most painful part was that Momo was coming to the realization that no matter how the night played out, their friendship would never go back to how it was.
She finished dressing the patient’s wounds. Then she left the makeshift hospital wing and paused, sniffing the air.
There was a strange smell laced in the wind. It was hard to tell over the dark magic-infused fog, but it almost smelled like smoke.
Momo walked back to the kitchen and paused. Todoroki was standing there, looking out the window. He didn’t appear to have seen her, and Momo debated if she should leave him alone.
He was another factor in her life that was difficult to think about. But at least he talked to her.
Momo stepped into the room. “Todoroki.”
He didn’t respond, and she moved closer. She looked up, following his gaze. In the distance, through the fog, there was a faint red-orangish tinge. It looked like a fire flickered on the far south side of the island.
Momo’s eyebrows drew together. It was an unusually hot summer. There had been two small fires that month already, but this felt different. It felt bigger.
A shiver ran down her spine.
If it was a fire, who’d lit it? Had Tokoyami done it? No. He should still be on the other side of the island and wouldn’t have been able to see the flames from where he was.
She turned towards Todoroki and found him still staring at the red tinge in the distance, his eyes unfocused. His index finger absently tapped against the hilt of his sword, but otherwise, he hadn’t moved since she had arrived.
Momo frowned. She reached out to lightly touch his arm.
Todoroki flinched and looked up sharply. His expression immediately relaxed. “Yaoyorozu.”
Momo searched his face. His reaction was odd, but she brushed it off. There were more important things to think about. “What do you think? This fog isn’t normal. Could the magic in the air have created it?”
Todoroki glanced back out the window. “Maybe,” he said after a moment. “I don’t know. We’ll have to check it out once Aizawa gets back.”
Momo’s lips thinned. If they could see the flames’ flickers from the orphanage, it was a lot bigger than a simple brush fire.
“Do you think it’s…” She couldn’t finish the thought.
Todoroki’s jaw tightened. “With how strange the stymphalian were acting yesterday, we can’t discard the possibility that they’re behind this.”
Momo’s stomach sank, but before she could respond, footsteps sounded from the hallway. Momo turned around as Aizawa appeared in the kitchen doorway, his expression hard.
He looked at Todoroki. “Good. You’ve already seen the fire. I need you to go check out if it’s anything we need to be concerned about.”
Todoroki nodded and moved towards the door.
Momo stepped forward. “Wait.”
Aizawa and Todoroki paused and looked back at her. Momo swallowed and brought a hand up to clench in front of her chest. “Should I go find Tokoyami?”
Aizawa looked at her, considering.
“No,” he said finally, his tone calm, but brokering no room for argument. Momo cringed internally. “We’ll wait for now, at least until Todoroki has confirmed how bad the fire is. We don’t want to stretch ourselves too thinly.”
Momo felt sick as she watched Todoroki disappear into the fog from the kitchen’s window. First the attack last night, then the fire this morning. There were too many coincidences that made her uncomfortable.
She wrapped her arms around herself. At least Aizawa seemed to be as wary as she felt. It wasn’t that he was brushing off her concerns; he was just trying to keep everyone calm. They needed to stay unified if they were going to win.
She drew in a shaky breath. Aizawa was a seasoned warrior, and she trusted his judgment. She shouldn’t be feeling so unsure. The fire may be nothing.
Behind her, there was the sound of the door opening. Momo looked over her shoulder.
Asui walked in carrying soiled bandages for cleaning. She dropped the bandages onto the floor, next to the wash bin, and brushed her hands off, giving Momo a small smile.
“Aizawa is getting ready to move Eri as well as some of the injured from the infirmary down to the boat...” She paused, giving Momo a long look. “Are you okay? You look tired. Have you rested yet, kero?”
Momo reached up and rubbed her injured shoulder. “No, I can’t sleep. There’s too much to do.”
Asui nodded and moved closer to look out the window. Her expression was unreadable. “Don’t worry about Todoroki and Tokoyami,” she said after a moment. “They’ll be okay, kero.”
Momo forced a small smile. “I know. But I can’t help but worry.”
Asui nodded. “I know. That’s because they’re important to you.”
Momo opened her mouth. The rehearsed lines denying that Todoroki was someone important to her were on the tip of her tongue, but she suddenly realized she didn’t know if they were true anymore.
Her feelings towards Todoroki were... complicated.
At first, it was only a sense of obligation and responsibility to repay her debt that kept her bound to him, but now she didn’t know.
Momo had realized that she couldn’t hate him. No matter what Tokoyami said, Todoroki had never done anything to earn Momo’s distrust. She may not understand what he was after. His actions and words may confuse her, but she knew he wouldn’t hurt her. And then, last night, when she had held Todoroki’s hand between her own as she treated him, it had felt like she had finally seen the real him.
And he was sad. And lonely.
She got the sense that Todoroki was afraid of letting people get too close. Momo didn’t even know if he had any friends. Perhaps Prince Bakugou but his relationship with the monarch had seemed more like mutual respect than a close friendship. And he had never mentioned if there was a lover waiting for him back home in Sparta either. The only relation he had spoken of was his sister, but it had been over ten years since he had seen her.
In a cruel sense, Todoroki seemed to be as alone as she felt. The thought made her chest tighten.
“It’s not really my place to say anything,” Asui began, snapping Momo out of her thoughts. She started and stared at the nereid. “But I don’t think Tokoyami meant to hurt you yesterday. He meant well, even if he should have gone about it differently. He’s worried about you. He doesn’t want to lose you.”
Momo pressed her lips into a thin line. Her fingers fidgeted with her chiton. “I know,” she said stiffly. “I just–” Her voice cracked.
Her chest ached. Momo didn’t know if she could tell the nereid about her and Tokoyami’s strained friendship. It was obvious she knew.
Everyone knew.
She just hadn’t spoken about it with anyone.
They had been on Aretias for over a month, but she wasn’t close with the nereid. They roomed together and were on friendly terms, but she still felt like there was a rift between them. Momo rarely ever spent time with Asui alone. The nereid was always with Tokoyami. She’d probably even report everything Momo said back to him, but-
Momo was so tired of holding it all in. Tired of shouldering everything by herself. She wanted someone to understand. Someone to talk to.
She drew in a deep breath and then exhaled slowly. “Everything...it just feels like it’s all changing between us. Ever since we came here, everything has fallen apart between Tokoyami and me.”
Asui didn’t say anything.
Momo swallowed thickly. “He’s always angry at me these days. I know it's not all his fault. I’m to blame too. I haven’t listened to him, but...but it feels like, even if I try to be better, even if I stay here, we’ll never go back to how it was in Troy. Nothing will ever be the same again.”
Her lips trembled. Momo hadn’t realized how painful it would be to say the words out loud.
She reached up and brushed her bangs behind her ear, blinking to stop herself from crying. She was so sick of crying.
Asui was silent for a moment.
“Perhaps so,” she said slowly. Her large dark eyes seemed almost sympathetic. She reached out and took Momo’s hand. “Tokoyami doesn’t mean to be harsh. He’s having a hard time moving on from the war. He needs time. But maybe that’s how it has to be?”
Momo didn’t say anything. Asui dropped her head to stare at their hands.
“War is horrible. You know that better than I ever will. There is no such thing as a war without casualties, even for those not physically injured. It touches everything and takes and takes and takes, forcing you to mold yourself into a person you may not have chosen to be. The only way to survive — to stay sane — is to form bonds and adapt. So for ten years, you and Tokoyami had to rely on each other to survive. But, now that the war is over, maybe you’re just finding out who you were always meant to be, kero?”
Momo bit her lip. Her chest hurt. She shrugged half-heartedly and sniffed.
“Maybe,” she repeated. Her throat felt tight. “It’s not like I didn’t know there would be changes once we left Troy. I thought I had prepared myself for it, but I-I just didn’t expect us to fight this much. Even after tonight…I just don’t know what I’m supposed to do anymore.” Her voice quivered slightly.
Asui stared at her. “What do you want to do?”
Momo smiled bitterly. “Tokoyami thinks that I should stay here.”
Asui shook her head. “If your decision is to go with Todoroki or Fukukado, Tokoyami will be okay with it. And if he isn’t, he’ll need to be. It’s not his decision. He just doesn’t want you to make a decision based on a feeling of obligation or sense of duty. He wants you to be happy.” She squeezed Momo’s hand.
Momo looked down at their hands, and her lips thinned. She had always thought she’d stay with Tokoyami, here, but after everything that had happened...
“What do you want? Do you want to go with Todoroki?”
Momo didn’t know.
She left Asui to go prepare Eri for the journey down the mountain.
Momo picked up the surgery basket from the infirmary and headed towards the courtyard.
The men she’d caught stealing wine earlier in the day were sleeping, slumped against the wall. Drool hung from the sides of some of their drunken mouths. Their breath reeked of stolen spirits. Momo wrinkled her nose but left them alone as she hurried along, up the stairs and to the children’s room.
Eri was still feverish. Momo changed the cloth on her forehead and swaddled her in her blanket. She looked so tiny that Momo wanted to hug her. Instead she sat down on the edge of the bed beside her.
If she left the orphanage, she’d miss the children. And Aizawa and Tokoyami and Asui, probably.
Her chest tightened, and she reached over to brush back Eri’s white hair.
She didn’t know what she wanted anymore.
Aizawa had become her mentor of sorts, and she loved the children dearly. She had never been close to Asui, but maybe she could be if she stayed? Momo liked the thought of that.
She smiled faintly, then let it fall.
If she stayed here, would she be happy? Could she be happy?
Momo had always assumed that someone else would decide what would happen after the stymphalian were defeated. She had never even considered what she might want.
She liked being with Aizawa, Asui, and the children. She was comfortable here. But there was nothing on the island. Her life would be confined to working with Aizawa, making potions, and domestic chores. She’d have Tokoyami...if he ever forgave her, but there were no other people for her to connect with beside the occasional visits from the pirates.
This would be it.
Was that what she wanted?
Momo got up. She walked over to the window and looked out towards the fire in the distance, then paused. Her stomach twisted viciously. The fog had grown so thick and dark that she couldn’t even see over the ridge anymore.
It was like night had fallen.
A guttural scream abruptly cracked through the air. She turned and grabbed the first sharp object she could find — a surgery knife. Then she rushed out the door.
The courtyard was in chaos.
Stymphalian were climbing the walls and mounting the roof. The pirates were fighting as best they could, but they were outnumbered.
Dread filled Momo’s heart as she watched a man attempt to attack one of the creatures, but his movements were slow and sluggish.
Like he was drugged.
Momo’s eyes widened, and she looked around quickly. Her eyes landed on the men she had passed on her way up the stairs. They were still slumped over in the same position she had seen them earlier. Her heart pounded against her rib cage, and it felt like the floor had dropped from under her as a realization struck her.
The wine.
It had been poisoned.
Guilt slammed into her like a tornado.
Momo stumbled back. She should have known. How could she have forgotten? The missing jar from Aizawa’s storage room was belladonna, a highly toxic and untraceable poison. Aizawa had taught her how to extract the poison from the purple berries himself. How could she have forgotten? And she had given some to the men in the infirmary too.
Momo bit down on her lip until she tasted blood. Her fingers shook around the knife clutched in her hand. This was all her fault. If only she had remembered. If only she had-
“Yaoyorozu!”
Asui’s sudden scream broke Momo out of her despair. She jerked back sharply just as a feather grazed her cheek.
She hissed between her teeth at the sharp sting. It was a shallow cut; she had been lucky. But she didn’t have time to brush the blood off her face as a shadow appeared above her.
Momo spun out of the way as a stymphalian landed, shaking the wooden veranda. She drew in a deep breath, trying to calm her pounding heart, as she straightened and held up her knife.
It was hardly a useful weapon, but it was all she had. The spear that Aizawa had lent her was still in her room behind the creature.
She needed to think of some way to get around it. A winning strategy.
It was just one creature.
The monster lunged. Momo braced herself for the impact, but before the stymphalian’s claws were within reach, there was a sharp crack as a green blur slammed into the creature.
Asui stumbled forward as she landed before catching herself. A feather had sliced across her leg, and she was panting heavily.
Momo ran towards her. “Asui!”
“I’m fine, kero.” Blood was running down her leg.
Momo reached down to tear her chiton to act as a bandage, but Asui stopped her. The nereid raised her head. Her eyes hardened as they met Momo's. “I’ll cover for you. Go! Go get Todoroki. We need him.”
Momo’s stomach felt like it had a weight in it, and she nodded jerkingly. She stepped back and then turned, bolting down the stairs and through the house out the front door. She felt lightheaded. Her heart was beating so fast she thought she might be sick as she pushed herself forward.
There was a loud, pained shriek behind her, but she didn’t stop to see if it was a stymphalian or someone she knew.
When she was out of the orphanage, she paused momentarily to stuff the knife into her chiton. She wouldn’t be any help if she fell and impaled herself.
She took a deep breath, staggered forward, and then she was running, over the cliff and down towards the south side of the island.
It was a trap.
It was a trap.
Everything had been a trap. The attack last night, the wine, the fire...it had all been planned.
Momo wanted to scream as she bolted down the path but forced her anger back down. She needed to find Todoroki and then Tokoyami. She had to get them back to the orphanage.
The smell of smoke grew stronger as she raced down the path. Momo thought there was also a faintly sweet smell that swirled through the air too but didn’t have time to think about it.
The heat suddenly hit her. Hot and suffocating. Momo coughed and tried to look for movement through the fog and smoke.
“Todoroki!” she screamed.
She spotted something move ahead of her, and she dashed down the hill and through the smoke.
Her heart almost leapt as Todoroki came into view. Then her gaze landed on the two things he was carrying.
They were Fukukado’s men.
They were slightly burned but appeared to still be alive. Momo’s heart hammered against her ribs.
Todoroki laid the men down on the ground gently and then looked up. His eyes widened.
She didn’t have time to stop as her momentum slammed her into his chest. He reached out and caught her.
“Yaoyorozu,” he said, surprised.
Momo grasped his arm for support as she gasped for breath. Her chiton was ripped from the bushes as she had run down the mountain. And there was a stabbing pain in her side; her lungs felt like the fire from the brush had moved into her chest.
Todoroki’s eyes darkened. “You’re bleeding,” he said, lifting his hand to touch her cheek.
Momo started and pulled back. “Don’t worry. It’s just a scratch,” she said quickly, wiping at her cheek with the back of her hand.
Something rippled across Todoroki's face. He dropped his hand and then stared at her. “Yaoyorozu, what are you doing here?”
“You need to go back. Now!”
“What?”
“It’s a trap! The stymphalian set the fire to lure you away. You need to go back and help. I'll go get Tokoyami.”
Todoroki’s eyes widened. “I’ll go with you.”
“No.” Momo shook her head. “Aizawa and Asui are fighting. They need you.”
She tried to pull away, but his grip was firm on her wrist. “No. I’m not letting you go by yourself, weaponless.”
Momo’s stomach curled. She swallowed and nodded. She was suddenly tired and didn’t have the energy to argue with him. The faster they found Tokoyami, the faster they could get back to the orphanage. He couldn’t be too far away right now.
Satisfied with her response, Todoroki’s expression softened. “Okay. Let’s go. He’s probably around the southeast side,” he said, picking the men up and moving past her.
Momo turned to follow and stumbled slightly before catching herself. She straightened and shook her head to clear her mind.
Todoroki looked back at her. Then, his eyes abruptly widened, and he practically dropped the men as his hand flew to his sword.
“Yaoyorozu!”
Before Momo could react, an arm slipped around her waist, and she was yanked backwards. A dry, rough tongue slid across her cheek.
She gasped in shock. A shiver ran down her spine. It was like she had suddenly been plunged into a freezing, cold lake.
Momo tried to scream, but her voice caught in her throat.
Something was wrong. She inhaled a quick, sharp breath, but her voice wouldn’t work. It felt like her lungs were shriveling inside of her.
Instinctually, her eyes darted to Todoroki.
He was pale and stone-faced as he glared at the one behind her. “Let her go, and I’ll spare you,” Todoroki said slowly, his voice vibrating.
The one holding her barked a dry, guttural sound that was as cold and rough as his tongue had been.
“Like you spared all those Trojans?” the man snarled mockingly.
Momo’s heart dropped into her stomach.
“I think not, Shouto Todoroki. My sponsor wants you to suffer.”
Todoroki’s grip tightened around Endeavor’s hilt until his knuckles whitened. Then he lunged forward. Steel feathers shot out from the foliage, and he jumped back, raising his arm as they sliced into his skin like knives.
He hissed, his eyes flashing in rage, and pulled the feathers from his arm. Blood splattered onto the ground.
Momo watched in increasing terror as eight stymphalian materialized from the fog. They were bigger than any stymphalian she had seen before and more human-looking.
Todoroki slid into a fighting stance as the monsters surrounded him.
She needed to get away. Todoroki was at a significant disadvantage with her as a hostage. Momo tried to wrench away from the man but just trembled and couldn’t. The pounding of her heart against her ribs increased, and her eyes widened as a sense of terror overtook her.
The stymphalian screamed and closed in on Todoroki. He turned and blocked one of the creature’s talons. Then he jumped back, though not fast enough, as black magic clipped his arm.
He rolled his jaw, and his eyes flashed. He lunged for the closest monster, but it was like his whole body had suddenly grown slower. And he missed.
Momo swallowed thickly.
He couldn't take on all ten of the stymphalian with only a sword. He would be killed.
The arm around her waist tightened, like a steel band that pulled her tightly into her captor’s chest. “This, Shouto Todoroki, is your punishment for all the blood you’ve spilled. The pain you've caused. My sponsor will take what you desire most.”
Suddenly, she was lifted into the air.
Todoroki raised his head sharply. His gaze was fierce as he met her eyes. "Yaoyorozu! Hold on, I'll come for you!” he yelled, blocking another attack.
The man carrying her laughed. “Try your best, hero. Struggle, fight, rage,” he rasped as he descended the cliffs into the fog. “Fakes like you are undeserving of being called heroes. Undeserving of happiness."
"Yaoyorozu!" Todoroki's voice was already faint as her kidnapper jumped through the shrubs, carrying her down the mountain.
The world moved past her eyes at a frightening speed. Blood roared through Momo’s ears as the ground seemed to blur. Her captor was agile, jumping from rock to rock with almost inhuman speed.
She needed to think of something, but the jerky movements were disorienting, and her mind lagged.
The smell of the sea grew stronger. Suddenly, her stomach jolted as she was dropped onto a hard wooden surface. The floor rocked.
From the side of her eye, she could make out that they were on a small fishing boat.
She tried to push herself up, but her body refused to move. Panic tightened in her chest as Momo lay there frozen.
There was a scraping sound, and the boat rocked again, but Momo couldn’t move to steady herself. A shadow moved over her, and Momo's eyes widened in terror as a man looked down at her.
He had no nose.
It was as if it had been cut off of his face, leaving only a gaping hole.
A scream bubbled through her, but her mouth refused to open. The man leaned closer. His long black hair tickled against her sternum.
There was a mad glint in his small, blood-red eyes that glowed as he studied her. “Mandrake fumes,” he said after a moment. “They paralyze anyone who smells them.”
She tried to push herself further back into the wood, but nothing. She couldn’t control her body at all.
The man continued. “Unfortunately, they don’t work as well on demi-gods, but on mortals, they are known to be quite effective.” He pulled away and sat back on his heels. “I got lucky you had already breathed in enough, all I had to do was apply a little more of the paste to your cheek for it to have the intended effect,” he continued conversationally as if he were speaking of the weather. Then he looked at her, and his face rippled.
"It’s truly unfortunate that you must be involved in this punishment. As a fellow Trojan, I dislike the idea of having to involve you, but Todoroki must be punished, and my sponsor has specifically asked that you be part of that.” The man’s thin lips twitched and he looked away, his stare becoming distant. “Todoroki was given the name of hero, but we both know he is a hero in title only. I need to make him suffer for destroying our home. Even if it means your death.”
Momo couldn’t move. Couldn’t even scream.
He was crazy. She wasn’t anyone special. Why would her death affect Todoroki?
The man looked back at her, and his stare grew cold. “He killed our citizens. He’s a murderer. Surely you understand?”
The boat bobbed on the waves. She needed to get away. She needed to think of something, but she couldn’t even move her body. She felt tears prick at the edges of her eyes and tried to force them back, but even her control over that was gone, and she felt the liquid run down her cheeks.
It wasn’t enough. She wasn't enough. Her chest constricted at the thought. If only she were stronger, none of this would have happened.
“It is unfortunate.” The noseless man leaned forward and ran his thumb along her cheek, catching the tears. “But this is for the greater good,” he said, flicking the tears from his finger. “My sponsor will be here any moment.”
As if on cue, from the corner of her eye there was a bright flash and the boat suddenly rocked violently. The sweet smell from the mandrake fumes intensified.
The man hovering over her pulled away quickly, moving out of her vision.
“Overhaul,” the noseless man said in greeting.
“I see you’ve brought me what I asked.” The voice that responded to the noseless man was honeyed and sticky but slightly muffled as if he were covering his mouth.
“As promised, the woman in exchange for Todoroki’s life.”
“Of course. You may go now to get your revenge.”
She could practically feel the noseless man’s glee. The boat dipped, and Momo could sense him leave. She tried to wiggle to look at the god, but her body was still frozen.
She couldn't move. Couldn't even scream or cry. Tokoyami didn't know she had been taken, and Todoroki would never be able to get to her in time. She was only a replaceable slave. She couldn't fight well, could barely cook a decent meal. There was no reason he'd come for her, especially against a god.
Sandals clicked against the wood and a figure moved into her vision. A handsome man who appeared to be in his mid-twenties with short, dark brown hair and piercing gold eyes. A long gold-tipped beak covered his mouth.
Momo felt a cold dread curl within her.
Overhaul. The god of nightmares.
“Momo Yaoyorozu.” The god said her name slowly as if he were tasting each syllable. “Thank you for your cooperation.”
His gold eyes stared at her unblinking. Her body broke out in a cold sweat. His eyes were cold and filled with a thinly veiled cruelty. Momo had to remind herself to breathe as they lingered on her.
Suddenly, the god tilted his head as if something had just struck him. “Ah, I see the mandrake fumes are still in effect.” His voice sounded almost amused. “No worries, they should wear off soon. We can’t have you sitting out during the main event. ”
Momo stared at him, a cold dread pouring over her. Her heart pounded in her chest so fiercely she thought it might stop as his words sunk in.
What was he going to do?
As if he could read her mind — and perhaps he could — the god chuckled before saying, “The son of Ares will be here sooner or later.” His eyes burned with promise. “But, until then, we should prepare.”
The god knelt down next to her. He reached out with a gloved hand and brought two fingers to her temple. “Let’s make the Spartan suffer some. See how well he can fight when he sees the woman he wants drowning in her dreams.”
Her world spun violently, then turned dark.
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Allow me to weave a tale for you. A tale of heartache, lose, embarrassment, shame and of course, public expulsion of the slippery black liquid that must surely be the blood of Satan. My daughter is five. She is the light of my life and the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. She loves ballet. She falls asleep during every performance we take her to but she loves it all the same. So when it came to that special time of year for her winter ballet concert, I was the proudest man in the whole theater. As is customary at venues such as these, there was a lovely little bake sale set up in the entryway which housed all manner of decadent confectionaries and baked treats that both stirred my hunger and saddened it all the same. You see I am not a small man and a recent visit to the doctors had proven distressing. Healthier steps had to be taken to ensure that one day I would have the tearful honor of giving my daughter away at her wedding, so of course I took those steps seriously. Yet with my doctors advice still ringing in my ears, I could not help but sneak over to the table while my wife’s back was turned to peruse the assortment. Then, through the haze of custard-filled cupcakes, mouthwatering brownies and tutu shaped sugar cookies, I saw them. A gleaming light at the end of a sweets filled tunnel; my salvation in the sea of sugar. If only I knew… If only I could have known. Lovingly wrapped in individual sized, hand-made plastic baggies and tied with delicate siphon ribbon, lay my salvation atop the mountains of delectable morsels. Gummy bears are not generally my thing, but after two weeks of strict dieting and bearing the word “Sugar-free” emblazoned across the front, they might as well have been ambrosia from the Gods themselves. The adorable little girl behind the plastic folding table leaped up at my approach. She was younger than my daughter and wore the bright pink outfit of a ballerina with pride. She tugged on her mothers arm and pointed to me with a huge smile wrapping from ear to ear. The mother welcomed me and asked what I’d like. I could hardly contain myself as I exclaimed “three packages of gummy bears please!” In my exuberance I had drawn a little too much attention, in the form of my wife. She came over like a whisper in a field and asked what I was getting. In my glee I turned around with three of the packages tucked neatly into my arms wearing a smile to match my new friends. My loving wife frowned and tried to pull a package from my grasp but found them to be cemented in place. She chuckled at me and gave me the look that made me marry her. “You can have one bag… now. Then rest you’ll have to save for later.” I kissed her and we readied ourselves for the performance of our daughter’s career. Little did I know, that she had once again saved my life. I merrily snacked on the little multi-colored gems of pure pleasure as the concert got underway. The girls where charming and the scene was festive. It was a perfect night… right up until the first rumble that alerted me to the possibility of danger. It started off quiet and subtle much like the performance, but soon it too grew to a crescendo. As I shifted my weight in the hard plastic seats, I knew I was in trouble the moment I touched my brow. Beads of warning sweat had started to form, though soon the trickle would give way to a deluge. I loosened my special Christmas tie and dabbed at my face with my sleeve in an effort to remain for the most important night of my daughters young life. My wife noticed my anguish and leaded over to ask me what was wrong. I tried to tell her… I really did, but the pain had become more then I could bear as a painful tide crashed upon my anus. Try as I might, the bears were fighting back, seemingly set on draining my body, in it’s entirety, of life giving liquid. It was no good. I would have to try to make it to the restroom. I tried to excuse myself but the effort of even shifting my shaking legs told my body it was too late. If I moved it would be the end of me and all that I held dear. I sat in silent anguish, biting my lip to try and focus my mind on anything other than the pulsating waves of torment aching to breech the confines of my intestines. The cheery holiday music sounded in stark juxtaposition to the symphony of horrors growing inside of me. Then it happened. I thought it was nothing. It was just to relieve some of the pressure I told myself. What started as an attempt to allow only gas to leave quickly turned into a levy shattering entirely. I gripped my wife’s hand and looked with tearful eyes into hers, begging for forgiveness as the expulsion sloshed like Niagara falls onto the theater floor. I sobbed silently as the shame overtook me and there was nothing else to do but expel the demon from my core. “Oh my God!” One woman cried as she was swept away in the torrent. She was never seen again. I begged all that was holy, any Gods that were listening, to take pity on my wretched soul and deliver me from this hell. Yet none answered. There was only the flow. It gushed out of me despite the screams of the others in my row and those around them. I couldn’t have stopped it if I tried, but God help me… I didn’t. I couldn’t. The comingling of relief, searing pain and shame sounded in my cries for mercy. I must have blacked out from the pain. Because when I came to I was laying on my back in my own filth with two paramedics standing over me. They were obviously trying to suppress their gagging as they worked on me. I couldn’t blame them. The stench was overwhelming; thick and oppressive like a sickly sweet blanket on a warm summers eve. As they carted me out I heard one of them screaming to a stage hand for a bucket… apparently I wasn’t done just yet. I begged them for my family but they simply screamed. The next two days were a blur of IV’s, doctors and what I think was an African Medicine man, though I was on some heavy duty painkillers. When I was finally released I was mad. The shame was more than my fragile male ego could handle and I wanted justice. Surely that mother had laced the gummies with some kind of laxative, like a sick twisted joke but after confronting the woman she told me that she had done nothing to the bears at all. Then she showed me the original package. A 5 pound bag of Haribo Sugerfree Gummy bears… and right there on the label was a warning. It was one she had taken a little too lightly. I researched further and found the very same treats here. I poured over the reviews, each one worse than the last until finally I could come to only one conclusion. The devil himself must laugh at we mortal for we are his playthings. Also they were a little too chewy.
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In Secret
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word count : 1 977 summary : AU / Reader is a heretic and the Mikaelson’s little sister. Reader and Kai are dating in secret. * not my gif ________________________
Y/N’s life has never been easy. Her siblings were the oldest vampires in history , the Originals. Klaus , her youngest brother was a hybrid like her , though not quite like her. Back before their mother Esther had called upon the spirits turning her entire family into vampires , Y/N had been the only one among her siblings born without her own magic. However she could draw it from others and later on when they had turned she had found out there is a way for her to siphon herself and do magic turning her into the first heretic. After their mother had died , Y/N had fled with her brother and best friend Kol running for centuries while their father hunted them down. Going back to Mystic Falls that Fall had been the best decision she had ever made. She had gone to see how Jeremy was doing. Even though her family had caused him and his family and friends a lot of pain , they had become friends. During her visit she met her boyfriend - Malachai Parker. He was also a heretic but due to her over protective brothers (specially Klaus) their relationship had to be kept secret and she had introduced Kai to them as her friend. Sneaking around in a house full with vampires was a tricky thing , luckily she knew her mother’s privacy spell and whenever they wanted to be alone she’d always cast it making sure no one found out.
Y/N’s day had been exhausting , the circle of drama and horrors in the Mikaelson’s family never ended. Her family had enemies , lots of them and as one of the few of her siblings who could do magic , there was a lot for her to do. She walked into her bedroom closing the door with a loud bang , tossing herself onto the empty bed. “Ouch.” Kai’s voice sounded from under her. He quickly uncloaked himself , rubbing his forehead where she had hit him accidentally. “OH my God…” she got off the bed , covering her mouth with her hands , an apologetic look on her face. “I’m so sorry … I didn’t mean to - wait. What are you doing here ?” Kai got to the edge of the bed , his hands on her waist as he pulled her towards him. He was looking at her with longing loving eyes as she rested her hands on his shoulders. “I wanted to surprise you.” he said smiling. “Also I couldn’t stay away from you another day. I know you said things with your family are spinning out of control right now , but I want to be here for you ….and I can’t do that from my apartment two blocks away now , can I?” Y/N pushed him onto the bed in vamp speed crawling on top of him , her hand on his chest. Leaning over him , her lips barely touching his. The past few days have been torture without him and she wanted nothing more than to be with him then and there. “Tomorrow… Kol will be out of town with Davina. Klaus and Elijah will be out of the house. Freya will be busy with Vincent at the bell tower…” she whispered smiling. “We will -” “ - have the house all to ourselves?” Kai finished with a grin on his face. It had been ages since they had gotten the chance to spend time alone in the house and Y/N had already started planning their day alone together. Usually they’d go out somewhere to be alone and enjoy each others company to the fullest , or they’d go to Kai’s place but it felt completely different when they were at her house. “Yes.” she whispered , her lips smashing against his. Kai vamp speed rolled over her , pinning her hands over her head kissing her fiercely. Y/N pushed him off her and onto the bed next to her. “Hold up.” she said , getting up quickly to get the sage for the privacy spell burning. Kai flicked his wrist , locking her bedroom door. Y/N turned around with a smile on her face. “Now… where were we ?” she pretended to think for a moment before Kai grabbed her by the waist tossing her onto the bed with him picking up where they left off.
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Kai went to his apartment early the next morning to change and take a quick shower before heading back to the Mikaelson’s to spend the entire day with Y/N. “Hey.” he said with a smile , hands in his pockets , just as Klaus and Elijah were walking past him. Elijah nodded at him while Klaus stopped for a moment , patting him on the back. “What are you doing here so early in the day ?” he asked curious. “Oh I was just down by that coffee place down the street , thought I’d swing by and say ‘Hi.’ Busy day ?” Klaus laughed under his breath. “Always is.” In that moment Y/N showed up with an apple in her hands. “OH HEY.” “Niklaus.” Elijah said , his voice filled with impatience. “Right ..Well have fun you two.” said Klaus and quickly left after Elijah. Both Kai and Y/N stood frozen in their spots for a few moments listening in to mak sure they are alone , then wide smiles spread on both their faces. Y/N ran into Kai’s arms , jumping up and wounding her legs around his waist their lips meeting in a passionate kiss. “Oh today is going to be so much fun.” Kai said , lightly brushing his nose against Y/N’s , before his lips found hers again kissing her gently. He let her feet on the ground , snaking his hands around her waist from behind. “Do you want to help me make breakfast?” she asked smiling. “Pancakes ?” he said , kissing her neck gently. “And bacon.” Kai spun her around in vamp speed smashing his lips against hers. “So in sync.” he smiled. “OH and this weekend , we are going to the movies. Guess which movie premiered a few days ago …” “Baywatch.” she smiled at his wide grin. “Yes ! Aren’t you excited ? Its going to be so much fun !” he said excitedly. They headed into the kitchen and started on breakfast , except it was more like Y/N was making the pancake dough while Kai was too busy distracting her. He had wrapped his hands around her , his head resting on her shoulder whispering all the things he wanted to do today while occasionally every few minutes he’d place a gentle kiss on her neck then up her chin until she had stopped whisking and started to getting lost in him , his touch and kisses. “MMmm Kai … s-stop. We have to make the pancakes or the dough will go to waste.” she murmured turning her head around to kiss him. “I promise afterwords its all you whispered to me.” Kai pulled her closer for a moment before letting go of her and starting on the pancakes. He had a natural talent for making the perfect pancakes (and perfect everything really , lets face it) They made a mix of chocolate chip / blueberry pancakes - Kai was flipping the pancakes in the air while Y/N was catching them directly in the plate. They sat together having breakfast , Y/N tapping his nose with whipped cream making him pout for a second before he broke up into laughter. “You are going to pay for this.” he threatened. Y/N laughed , winking at him. “Oh really?” she teased. “Yes! Really!” Kai got up suddenly pulling her off her chair and seating her onto the empty kitchen counter , tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. Everything still seemed like a dream to him - her smile when she sees him , the spark in her eyes every time they are together. He was afraid it would end and was prepared to do whatever it takes to keep her. Even going against her brothers if necessary. Kai gazed into her eyes for a long moment before his lips crashed against hers , hungrily wanting more and more. Y/N snacked her hands around his neck , pulling him closer to her , wounding her legs around him. “I’d gladly pay every time if this is the price.” she muttered before pulling him in for another kiss. Kai’s hands tugged at her shirt for a moment before lightly sliding under it , unclasping her bra. He gave her a devilish smirk , a second later ripping it off her. His lips crashed against hers , then traced their way down her jawline to her neck. Y/N threw her head back , a soft moan tumbling off her lips. “Every time.” she whispered. Her hands sliding down his back ,pulling his shirt up. “What … what is going on here ?” Kol’s voice interrupted them. Y/N and Kai pulled away from each other , just noticing that Klaus and Elijah were a step behind Kol with unreadable expressions on their faces. Y/N got off the kitchen counter , quickly grabbing her bra from the floor tugging it in the back of her jeans. “Um … we um … We were making b-breakfast.” Y/N said running her fingers through her hair , slightly taking a step in front of Kai who stretched out his arm protectively , pushing her behind him . “Sure you were.” said Kol winking at them. Kai glanced at Y/N who looked even more startled than he felt. He cleared his throat and took a step towards her brothers. “We .. we are in love with each other.” he said , his tone calm and serious. “There is nothing in the world that’s going to change the way I feel about her … I want to be with her , always. And …. I don’t care if you disagree. I’ll do and endure anything just to be with her forever. ” Y/N stared at him as if seeing him for the first time. He knew her brothers would fight him on this and he didn’t care about the fact he might end up dead. Klaus started laughing and clapping while Elijah fixed his suit , his lips pressed in a thin line. Kol raised his eyebrows looking at his sister. “A family gathering and no one called for me ? Shame.” Rebekah showed up from nowhere, Freya and Hayley at her tail. “Oh come on , little sis. You didn’t really think we didn’t know did you ?” Y/N blinked a few times looking around her siblings. Elijah was smiling at her , they all were. Rebekah looked at Klaus who seemed to be the only one who hadn’t figured it out before that moment. “You all KNEW ?” asked Kai and Y/N in unison. “I didn’t.” interjected Klaus. “Well of course. Kai’s longing loving looks are hard to miss. You move , he moves … like magnets. And then there are those midnight visits to your bedroom. It’s kind of cute and I have to be honest - I am a little jealous.” said Rebekah smiling. Klaus glanced shocked at Rebekah and then at Y/N and Kai who were still frozen on the spot. “Midnight visits huh ?” wondered Klaus. “S-so you are not m-mad ?” Y/N asked her siblings. “Of course we are mad. You made pancakes and didn’t save any for us ?! How dare you?!” said Freya , winking at them. Kai seemed to relax at last , wrapping his strong arms around Y/N , a smile on his face. Klaus took a step towards them with a serious look on his face - his lips pressed in a thin line , his eyes on Kai. Y/N tensed sensing something bad might happen. “Tell me , Malachai… What makes you suitable for my sister ? She is pure vampire you are nothing but -” “Relax brother.” said Kol putting a hand on Klaus’ shoulder. “He is perfect for her.” Klaus smiled and patted Kai on his back. “I’m only joking.” he said laughing under his breath. “Welcome to the family.”
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ALLOW ME TO WEAVE A TALE FOR YOU.
A tale of HEARTACHE, lose, embarrassment, shame and of course, public expulsion of the slippery black liquid that must surely be the blood of SATAN. My daughter is five. She is the light of my life and the most beautiful thing I have EVER SEEN. She loves ballet. She falls asleep during every performance we take her to but she LOVES it all the same. So when it came to that special time of year for her winter ballet concert, I was the PROUDEST man in the whole theater. As is customary at venues such as these, there was a lovely little bake sale set up in the entryway which housed all manner of DECADENT confectionaries and baked treats that both stirred my hunger and saddened it all the same. You see I am not a small man and a recent visit to the doctors had proven distressing. Healthier steps had to be taken to ensure that one day I would have the TEARFUL honor of giving my daughter away at her wedding, so of course I took those steps SERIOUSLY. Yet with my doctors advice still ringing in my ears, I could not help but SNEAK over to the table while my wife’s back was turned to peruse the assortment. Then, through the haze of custard-filled CUPCAKES, mouthwatering BROWNIES and tutu shaped SUGAR COOKIES, I saw them. A gleaming light at the end of a sweets filled tunnel; my SALVATION in the sea of sugar. If only I knew… If only I could have known. LOVINGLY wrapped in individual sized, hand-made plastic baggies and tied with delicate siphon ribbon, lay my SALVATION atop the mountains of delectable morsels. Gummy bears are not generally my thing, but after two weeks of STRICT DIETING and bearing the word “Sugar-free” emblazoned across the front, they might as well have been AMBROSIA from the Gods themselves. The adorable little girl behind the plastic folding table leaped up at my approach. She was younger than my daughter and wore the bright pink outfit of a ballerina with pride. She t u g g e d on her mothers arm and pointed to me with a huge smile wrapping from ear to ear. The mother welcomed me and asked what I’d like. I could hardly ( contain myself ) as I exclaimed
“ three packages of gummy bears please! ”
In my exuberance I had drawn a little too much attention, in the form of my wife. She came over like a whisper in a field and asked what I was getting. In my GLEE I turned around with three of the packages tucked neatly into my arms wearing a smile to match my new friends. My loving wife FROWNED and tried to pull a package from my grasp but found them to be cemented in place. She chuckled at me and gave me the look that made me marry her.
“ You can have one bag… now. Then rest you’ll have to save for later. ”
I kissed her and we readied ourselves for the performance of our daughter’s career. Little did I know, that she had once again saved my life. I merrily snacked on the little multi-colored gems of pure pleasure as the concert got underway. The girls where charming and the scene was ( festive. ) It was a perfect night… right up until the first rumble that alerted me to the possibility of danger. It started off quiet and subtle much like the performance, but soon it too grew to a CRESCENDO. As I shifted my weight in the hard plastic seats, I knew I was in trouble the moment I touched my brow. Beads of warning sweat had started to form, though soon the trickle would give way to a deluge. I LOOSENED my special Christmas tie and dabbed at my FACE with my sleeve in an effort to remain for the most important night of my daughters young life. My wife noticed my anguish and leaded over to ask me what was wrong. I tried to tell her… I really did, but the pain had become more then I could BEAR as a PAINFUL TIDE crashed upon my anus. Try as I might, the bears were fighting back, seemingly set on draining my body, in it’s entirety, of life giving liquid. It was no good. I would have to try to make it to the RESTROOM. I tried to excuse myself but the effort of even shifting my shaking legs told my body it was TOO LATE. If I moved it would be the end of me and all that I held dear. I sat in silent anguish, biting my lip to try and focus my mind on anything other than the pulsating waves of torment ACHING to breech the confines of my intestines. The c h e e r y holiday music sounded in STARK JUXTAPOSITION to the symphony of horrors growing ( inside of me. ) Then it happened. I thought it was n o t h i n g. It was just to relieve some of the pressure I told myself. What started as an attempt to allow only gas to leave quickly turned into a levy SHATTERING entirely. I gripped my wife’s hand and looked with tearful eyes into hers, begging for forgiveness as the expulsion SLOSHED like Niagara falls onto the theater floor. I sobbed silently as the shame overtook me and there was nothing else to do but expel the demon from my core. “Oh my God!” One woman cried as she was swept away in the torrent. She was NEVER SEEN again. I begged all that was HOLY, any Gods that were listening, to take pity on my wretched soul and deliver me from this hell. Yet none answered. There was only THE FLOW. It gushed out of me despite the screams of the others in my row and those around them. I couldn’t have stopped it if I tried, but God help me… I didn’t. I couldn’t. The comingling of relief, searing pain and shame sounded in my cries for mercy. I must have blacked out from the pain. Because when I came to I was laying on my back in my own f i l t h with TWO PARAMEDICS standing over me. They were obviously trying to suppress their GAGGING as they worked on me. I couldn’t blame them. The stench was overwhelming; thick and oppressive like a sickly sweet blanket on a warm summers eve. As they carted me out I heard one of them screaming to a stage hand for a BUCKET… apparently I wasn’t done just yet. I begged them for my family but they simply SCREAMED The next two days were a blur of IV’s, doctors and what I think was an African Medicine man, though I was on some heavy duty painkillers. When I was finally r e l e a s e d I was mad. The shame was more than my fragile male ego could handle and I wanted JUSTICE. SURELY that mother had l a c e d the gummies with some kind of LAXATIVE like a sick twisted joke but after confronting the woman she told me that she had done nothing to the bears at all. Then she showed me the original package. A 5 pound bag of Haribo Sugerfree Gummy bears… and right there on the label was a warning. It was one she had taken a little too lightly. I researched further and found the very same treats here. I POURED over the reviews, each one worse than the last until finally I could come to only one conclusion.
THE DEVIL HIMSELF MUST LAUGH AT WE MORTAL FOR WE ARE HIS PLAYTHINGS.
Also they were a little too chewy.
#CRACK ★ my names anita and welcome to jackass.#long post //#quarters is an enabler#unsanitary //#im fucking sorry?
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{fic} Even Ice Melts in Hell
Word Count: 4.5k Characters: Cassian, Azriel Relationship: Cassian/Azriel Warnings: None
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Summary: Cassian has loved Azriel for as long as he can remember, but he's resigned himself to never being loved back. Little does he know that Azriel feels the same about him. And being stuck in a tiny room at an inn in the middle of the Steppes can be the perfect time for secrets to come out...
Based on @yalenayardeen‘s Cutthroat Fanfiction: ACOTAR Edition Generator! Prompt was:
CHARACTERS: azriel and cassian; TROPE: bed sharing; TWIST: first person past pov
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I was absolutely, one-hundred-percent going to hell. I was going to die, and then I was going to descend into the depths of hell and die again. And maybe a few more times for good measure. Or maybe Azriel would bring me back to life just to kill me again. I wouldn’t put it past him.
But holy shit.
“What do you mean, there’s only one room?” Az was at his worst. We’d been in the Steppes for five days, because Az insisted that total immersion was the best way for me to get flying again. He’d taught Feyre, he argued, he could teach me. It would be no problem. Of course, that was before we got trapped by snowstorm for two days, nearly froze to death, finally managed to get to a town (through the freezing rain the snow had now become), only to discover that the single inn only had one room free. One room with one bed.
And Az, hair dripping ice-cold water into his eyes, wings twitching like they wanted to flare to their full expanse, scarred hands clenching and unclenching as he stared down the clerk, was not happy.
The poor faerie behind the rough-hewn desk cowered. “I’m very sorry, lord,” they squeaked. “All the other rooms are already taken.”
“Azriel.” I almost put my hand on his arm, but then pulled it back at the last moment. “It’s fine. I can just –”
“No, Cass,” he snapped. “I pushed you to your limits for three days, and then you spent two days hiding in that godsforsaken hole, freezing your ass off. The least you can get is a bed to yourself.”
I was going to hell the hard way. My face heated, and I prayed to the Mother that Az couldn’t tell. “You want to kick someone else out of one, then? Because that’s the only way this is going to happen.”
Az’s hands clenched once more, and he took a deep breath, letting it out through his nose. “Fine,” he said tightly. “We’ll take it.”
The faerie nodded several times. “Free of charge,” they assured us. “There’s a bathing room on the second floor and a kitchen on the first. The room is – is on the third.” They swallowed, and I saw their throat bob. I couldn’t blame them for being nervous. Az angry was a sight to see. “I apologize once more, lords. If I’d known you’d be needing rooms, I would’ve set aside our largest, our best –”
Az cut him off with an impatient motion of his hand. The faerie cringed again, whether from the movement or the blue siphon on the back of Az’s hand, I didn’t know. “I know.” He paused a moment, to gather himself, I thought. “I know,” he repeated, in a softer tone – his comforting tone, the one he used to put people at ease, to make them think he was vulnerable and be vulnerable in return. Completely at odds with the harsh command his voice had been mere moments before.
I wondered which he used in bed.
Holy shit, I was going to burn in hell. I might already be burning.
By the time I had gotten ahold of myself, the faerie was relaxed and even smiling. It always astonished me how Az did it – how he could conceal his fury, icy as the rain we had flown through to get here, and make everyone around him believe it was only a façade. That it was the mask, and his true self was soft, and nurturing, and caring, when it was the other way around.
I had never been deceived. I had never once looked at Az when he wore what I thought of as his diplomacy mask and mistaken that for his true face.
I knew that face perhaps better than I knew my own. Knew everything from the hazel eyes three shades lighter than mine, to the white scar behind his left ear, to the slight bump of his nose in line with his cheekbones where Rhys had once broken it. I knew how his thin lips twisted in anger, or softened in humor. I could trace that face with my fingertips in the dark.
I hadn’t, and I never would. But I could.
Az turned back to me, only a slight tightness around his mouth betraying his still-sharp anger. “Well,” he said shortly. “Looks like we’ve got ourselves a room.”
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I could almost feel the flames of hell licking at my heels.
It was worse than either of us could’ve imagined.
“Sure you wouldn’t prefer another night in the Steppes?” Az asked flatly.
“Nope,” I said cheerfully, stepping past him into the room, careful not to even brush against him. I wasn’t sure what would happen if I did. I might spontaneously combust, and that would be embarrassing for all concerned. “C’mon, Azriel, it’s plenty big.”
“I’m sleeping on the floor.”
I turned around, my wings flaring instinctively. I barely stopped myself from wincing; the exercise plus the cold had really not done anything for my wings. Even if they were in perfect shape, they would be sore and raw, as I’m sure Az’s were. “Don’t be an idiot,” I said sharply. “You’ve been out there for just as long as I have, and you need a place to sleep just as much.”
“But –”
“You sleep on the floor, I’ll sleep on it as well,” I threatened. “And as there seems to be even less floor space than bed space, I’ll probably have to sleep on top of you. You don’t want that, do you?”
Our eyes met for what I thought was a split second too long to be casual. Then Az smiled reluctantly. “Fine. You win. Get changed, and I’ll grab us some food.” He hesitated. “And see if I can get some salve for our wings,” he added. “I’m sure yours are even worse shape than mine are.”
I nodded. “Sure. I’ll start a fire, too – looks like there’s some wood stacked in the corner.”
Az glanced back at me from the door, a bare hint of a smile still on his face, before it closed behind him.
Hell is empty and all the devils are here.
At least when I got down there, I’d be on my own.
Az knocked on the door before he entered. “You decent?”
Absolutely fucking not. “Yeah, come in.”
Az cautiously pushed the door open, balancing two covered plates on one hand, a bottle of wine under his arm. “This was all they had. The cook claimed it was venison. I’m not convinced.”
“We’ve eaten worse,” I said easily. “Remember the squirrels?”
That hint of a smile touched his mouth again. Fuck, he was beautiful when he was happy. I wished I could tell him that. I wished I could tell him that when he gave me that little smile, I wanted to kiss his smiling mouth until it forgot how to frown. “How could I forget? I caught all of them and you ate all of them.”
“Inaccurate,” I protested. “I only ate two more than you did.”
“Two more than me was five.” Az sat down on the bed carefully – the only way he ever did anything – and passed me one of the plates. “And that, Cassian, is a ridiculous number of squirrels for one person to eat.”
“Either way, I wouldn’t be surprised if this was squirrel too.” I scooped some of the stew onto a piece of warm flatbread and shoveled it into my mouth. “Not bad,” I said, mouth full. “Hot. The meat is definitely meat.”
Azriel started to uncover his own plate, but I shook my head, moving it out of his reach. “Get out of those wet clothes first,” I instructed. “Before you catch your death of cold.”
“Must you always be such a mother hen?” Azriel sighed deeply. “Fine. Don’t look.”
I tried not to squirm – tried to concentrate on shoveling the hot, tasteless mystery meat into my mouth. My hair may have still been soaked, the fire may have provided only a semblance of warmth to the room, but I was feeling hot enough to be burning in hell.
I had never seen Azriel naked.
Even when we were children, he was studiously private. The rest of the Illyrians in the war-camps were shameless about their bodies – among other things. But Azriel always made a point of bathing alone, and never stripped down to more than a bare torso. There were rumors, even back then: that he was like the virgin moon-god, and he had the power to change those who spied on him to animals. A young Illyrian disappeared one day, and the next night, we saw a snow-white wolf howling at the moon. Never saw one like it before or since.
So I had never seen him naked, and apparently, I wasn’t going to now. I’d seen him shirtless plenty of times, though – in training, mostly.
I had his spine tattoos memorized. Truth. Loyalty. Justice.
Love.
Holy shit, I should not be thinking about that when in this tiny, freezing room with a mostly-naked Az. The entire space was taken up by hulking Illyrian muscles and soaked leather and wings.
I risked a glance to my left. Az now had loose cotton pants on, though his chest was bare, and his wings – his wings –
There were rumors about them, too. Ridiculous ones, mostly, about wingspans and certain correlations to other body parts. I had no idea if they were true. Az wasn’t one to brag about his lovers, or his prowess in bed. Just another thing about his life that he kept private. But Cauldron boil me, I didn’t care. Not really.
What I cared about was the way the soft firelight caught the veined membrane and shone through it like sunlight through the trees in autumn. I couldn’t breathe for a moment, I was so overcome by his wings and his tattoos and the flickering shadows that highlighted the planes of his face, the living ones that played in his hair, drying each strand as gently as a lover.
Az turned to me, and I hastily turned away until I could hide the aching look I was sure was plastered on my face. “I found the salve,” he said, showing me a small tin.
I reached for it, but he shook his head. “You won’t be able to reach.”
It took me a moment to understand his meaning. I could feel the back of my neck heating, but I did my best to banish it. “You first,” I said briskly, snatching the tin. “You haven’t eaten yet.”
Az’s eyes seemed to search mine for a moment, then he shrugged, retrieving his squirrel stew. He also grabbed the bottle of wine, pulled the cork out with his teeth, and took a generous swig before passing it to me. “They didn’t have any glasses,” he said by way of explanation. “Not clean ones, in any event.”
So I drank directly from the bottle as well, ignoring the thought of how Azriel’s lips had touched it only a moment before. I set it down on the chest of drawers with a noisy clunk and unscrewed the lid to the tin of salve. “You, eat,” I told him. “I’ll take care of your wings.”
For a moment, it seemed like Az might protest. I could count the number of times he’d let others touch his wings on one hand. And yet, for me… He simply nodded and turned to his food, and let his wings stretch out behind him.
The trick was not to think about what I was doing.
I dipped my fingers into the pine-smelling salve and, after a moment of hesitation, touched them to Azriel’s wings.
They snapped in against his back immediately, almost knocking me over.
“Az.”
His shoulders hunched. “Sorry.” But his wings didn’t move.
I touched his back above his wings, and his skin was as cold as ice. Colder. He’d always been this way – a male of ice and sharpness and the cold disregard of the moon. I could see it in every sharp line of his body, from the honed talon at the apex of his wing that seemed to pierce the heavy silence in the room, to the rough swirls of the scars on his hands, rippling as they clenched and unclenched as they had when he was talking to the faerie downstairs.
“I don’t have to.”
Az let out a shuddering breath. “It was me who insisted we needed it,” he said tightly. “Go on.”
His wings still didn’t unfold, so I carefully hooked a finger in the talon of one and tugged it open. Then I spread the salve on a raw, cracked spot, and this time, his wings didn’t snap in.
But they trembled. He trembled.
I stopped. “Does it hurt?”
“No.” Azriel’s voice was tight. Closed-off. “Just do it.”
Steadily, gently, I rubbed the salve into his wings. I pretended it was nothing to me, and he pretended it was nothing to him (or maybe it truly was nothing), and I was wrong about going to hell, because I was already there.
It’s not nothing, Az.
“Done.” I screwed the top back on the tin and set it beside him. “How do they feel?”
“Fine. Thanks, Cassian.” He placed his empty dish on the chest of drawers. “Your turn. Shirt off.”
I obediently pulled my cotton shirt over my head as Az pulled his on, concealing his tattoos. I also grabbed the bottle of wine again, drinking deeply, though I suspected it would take more than the watered-down alcohol the cook had provided to get me through this. “Go ahead,” I said, voice transparently brazen.
I nearly ignited at the first touch of Az’s fingers.
I wasn’t as protective of my wings as Az was. Never had been. Others had touched them, both in and out of bed. But had Az? I couldn’t remember.
I knew he was thinking of Hybern, because I could feel the rough pads of his fingers trace one of the raised scars from where the healers knit me back together. Thinking of when those wings spread between him and death.
As he uncertainly reached the outer edges of my wings – the parts that were still ragged – I let out a long, painful breath. I wouldn’t have done it for just anyone, I thought, trying not to pay attention to the way his fingers rubbed the salve in with slow, deliberate circles, and instead thinking about what I wouldn’t sacrifice for the male here with me.
Nothing. That was the answer. There was nothing I wouldn’t sacrifice for him. My life. My dignity. My control.
My wings.
I would let my wings be shredded a thousand times over for you.
I had been wrong: this was a worse hell than when it was the other way around. Because I had to pretend like I felt nothing at the touch of Az’s hands, at the care he was showing me. I had to pretend I loved him like a brother.
I had to pretend every stroke of his fingers over the membrane of my wings wasn’t shooting a hot line of blood and fire directly into my heart – and between my legs.
“Your hair is wet.”
Az’s hands left me, and I carefully folded my wings to my back. “Longer than yours. And we don’t all have magic that can dry it for us.” I glanced back at him with a smirk. “Some of us can just cleave mountains with a single blow and all that shit. Not very useful for a camping trip.”
“Nonsense.” Az tossed the empty tin onto the chest of drawers with the plates. “You aren’t useless. Look at the marvelous fire you made.”
“Ah, yes. Three twigs. Quite the accomplishment.”
Az’s lips twitched in response. Kiss me, kiss me, kiss me. “I think there might be one more in there, buried beneath the others.”
I couldn’t stand it any longer. “Az?”
But he must have heard something in my voice that betrayed me, because his features shuttered. “It’s late. We should get some sleep.”
I swallowed and dropped my eyes from his face. “Yeah. Of course.” I pulled my shirt over my head, almost tearing it on my wings in my hurry. “Night.”
“Good night.”
I heard the soft whisper of Az’s shadows across the wooden floor, and then the candles illuminating the room went out, all at once.
Carefully, I laid down on the bed, making sure I was as far to one side as I could be, practically pressed against the wall, wings tucked in as tight as I could manage. This bed may have been made for Illyrians, but not for two of them. I felt the mattress dip as Azriel settled down himself.
Something brushed my wing, and I twitched, then froze. I glance back over my shoulder, and realized that it was just Azriel trying to fit himself into the too-small bed without touching me. He slept with his wings curled around himself like a cocoon. He always made it look so comfortable and cozy I’d tried it myself a time or two, but found myself overheating within a few minutes. Meanwhile, he’d sleep like that the whole night and wake with his skin still ice-cold. I had to resist the impulse to put a hand against his back, between his wings, to see if his heart still beat, or if it – like the rest of him – was frozen solid: uncaring, unmoved.
I turned back to the wall, scolding myself for the thought. I knew perfectly well that Azriel cared – about me, about the rest of the Inner Circle. He just didn’t react. Didn’t… feel, perhaps. I had thought, for my first few decades of knowing him, that it was a defense; that he kept himself behind a wall of ice so that he would never again be hurt as he had been in his childhood.
But now, after nearly five centuries, I knew that to be false. Azriel’s icy exterior was one of the truest things about him, a shield that functioned precisely because everyone thought it false. He was capable of incredible things because of it, capable of committing atrocities that would make me vomit, that even Rhys would turn away from. It was that ice in his heart that allowed him to be the spymaster of the Night Court, and perhaps what had taught him the language of his shadows. It was what made him who he was.
And I loved him all the more for it.
For a moment, I allowed myself to imagine what it would be like to love Azriel openly. To call him my lover – even my husband, if he could stomach such a term, which I doubted. No, our love (like mine had already been for so long) would be confined to shadows, hinted at only in shared smiles and brief touches, whispered words before missions and shared nights afterwards. Loving Az would not be the tender, warm happiness Feyre and Rhys shared. Loving Az was like loving a storm. I knew that if I stayed out in it, I would be soaked to the bone, swept away. And yet I persisted.
I had loved Azriel longer than I had known how to love.
“Cassian?” Az cleared his throat. “Cass?”
For a moment, I thought I’d dreamed it – that I’d fallen into a restless slumber, caught between the flames of hell and the icy room around us – but I hadn’t. “Yeah?”
“Thank you.”
“For what?”
Az shifted, and his wings unfolded slightly. I felt something brush over my cheek, and went very, very still. “For helping with my wings. I…”
I waited.
And then I heard it. Felt it.
Az’s shadows wisped to me, brushing my cheeks, my forehead, smoothing over my hair, then curled around my ears. Truth, they whispered. Loyalty. Justice.
Say it, I pleaded with them, my eyes closing.
Love.
I lifted a hand off the mattress, and the shadows wound down it. When they got to my hand, then stroked down each of my fingers in turn. Then they ghosted back to their master.
That’s when I felt his hand.
Holy shit.
I didn’t dare breathe. Here, in this filthy, freezing inn, Az’s fingers brushed the back of my neck, cold as a snowfall. They slid into my hair, unbound from its usual bun and tangled into knots from five days in the wilderness.
“Az,” I said, the word nearly a gasp. “You don’t have to –”
“Shh.” I felt the mattress shift, and then dip directly behind me. He was so close I could feel his breath on the back of my neck. I folded my wings against my back even more tightly than before, allowing him more room, but he inched closer in response, so that when I relaxed my wings slightly, they brushed his cotton shirt. “Please don’t – don’t talk.”
I nodded mutely, eyes still closed.
Az’s hand left my hair and slid down to my waist. My shirt was so thin I could feel the whorls and ridges of his scars through the fabric. It clenched there, and I could feel him trembling, like he had when I touched his wings.
“I want to tell you a story,” Az said, and it was neither the harsh, commanding voice he used as spymaster, nor the comfort of his shadowsinger’s lilt. He spoke to me in our mother tongue, the one we’d learned as children, as if the rough cadence and rolled consonants of the common language were too foreign for his words. “Will you listen?”
I nodded again, and as I did so, I felt Az bend his head towards me. His icy nose pressed to my neck, and his dry hair mixed with mine, still damp. His hand slid off my waist, allowing his arm to drape over it. He was quiet for so long I thought maybe he’d fallen asleep.
“It’s a story,” he said, still in Illyrian, “about two boys.”
My heart started beating faster.
“Between the Mother Mountain and the Father Sky,” Az whispered to me, beginning the story as they would when we were children, “there lived two boys. They were both bastards – outcasts. The estranged. The rejected.” His breath cooled my neck. “One was alone. He’d learned to fight for everything, even the clothes on his back. The other had been in the company of those who hated him. He’d learned to hide instead.
“And then, long ago and yesterday, an angel appeared, and the boys thought her their salvation.” My stomach churned at his use of the word angel. In our language, it meant light, breath, one who came from the gods. I knew, instinctively, that he meant Mor. Who else could he mean? “They both longed for her as they longed for the sky, loved her as they loved their mountains. They knew she could not choose both. They were friends, almost brothers. How could she choose?”
I wanted to pull away, to shove Az, to shout that it wasn’t like that. But I couldn’t – not with him so close. And I knew the story was about to get worse.
“And then one day she chose.”
My eyes clenched shut as tightly as they could.
“The angel was a prisoner,” Az whispered. “Chained to the ground, wings clipped. She needed one of the boys to free her from her chains. She chose the fighter, for she saw his spirit and in it recognized her own. And thus she was freed, but at great cost.” Az took a deep breath, and I heard it shudder. “For there was another the hidden one loved, longed for, and he did not dare speak his truth.”
Truth, the shadows said.
I didn’t know whether this was hell or heaven.
“But the second boy resolved never to let this be known,” Az said, and his voice was almost a whimper. “He had his angel; he had his lord; he had his brother. He would do what was required of him. He knew what he was, what he had learned in the shadows: a weapon. He would be loyal to those who wielded him.”
Loyalty, they said, and I thought I could taste the word on my tongue, taste his shadows.
“So the boy allowed ice to enter his heart, and he did great things. Terrible things, but great. And he never let himself get near the other boy, for the other boy was made of fire, and he did not want to melt. He did not know what would happen to him if he melted. Perhaps there would be nothing left. Nothing but shadows.
This was how he spent his years. He killed, and tortured, and meted out justice where he saw fit.”
Justice.
I knew how this story would end.
“But –” Az’s voice broke and he had to stop, compose himself. “He kept on loving the other boy, and it was useless, because loving him was like loving a forest fire. It would burn the flesh from his bones, melt him into nothingness.”
Love, the shadows said.
“And thus it was,” Azriel said quietly, “and thus it would be, now and always.” Ending it like we always ended stories.
I felt something warm on my neck, and I realized Az was crying.
“No,” I said.
It took him a moment to respond. “What?”
“Not always,” I said. “And not now.”
Then I rolled over, opened my eyes, and kissed Az’s forehead, and then his mouth.
It was quiet for a long moment in the room, as I tangled my legs with Az’s and let him cry into my chest. I had the brief, unmoored thought that when I’d imagined how a night sharing a bed with Azriel could go, none of my imagined scenarios had been a thing like this. They had either involved studiously not touching Az all night and nothing happening, or a hell of a lot of sex.
I still wouldn’t say no to the sex.
“I need –” Az’s voice was ragged from crying “– time, Cass. I don’t know how to do this.” He swallowed. “I don’t know if I know how to feel. You deserve better than that.”
“But I want you,” I said, quietly but fiercely. “You think I don’t know what you are? Who you are?”
I closed my eyes and put my fingertips on his face.
“I know you, Az,” I said, running them lightly over his angled brows, his long lashes, his broken nose, his thin lips. “I know you’re made of ice, including your heart. And I don’t mind that, as long as you don’t mind that I’m made of fire.”
Slowly, Az took my hand, still on his face, and kissed my fingers. “I may never thaw,” he whispered.
“I don’t mind that either.”
Az ran his thumb over my palm, then interlaced our fingers and let them rest on the mattress between us. “It won’t be soft, or kind. I am not.”
“I know.”
“Then perhaps,” he whispered, “the story isn’t at its end.”
“I would like that,” I told him, and smiled.
I spent the rest of the night in Azriel’s arms, and he in mine.
I wasn’t in hell. I was in heaven.
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