Moon Helios
Moon Helios
a/n: we start the actual series with this chapter. This will also be the end of act one. I will post the act two characters later tonight or tomorrow. Enjoy and READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.
꓄ꃅꀤꌗ ꎇꂦꈤ꓄ ꀤꌗ ꎇꀭꍟꋪꀸꍏꈤ
Word Count: 4,162k
Series trigger warnings:Child abuse, anxiety, religious trauma, racism, manipulation, division of canon, Alina hate?, trauma, ptsd, bullying, insomnia, self-neglect, mental health issues, guilt tripping, cult theme, blood consumption, cannibalism?? Lost of murder, talks of SA in other characters, S/A, Sexual acts, future smut, predatory behavior(not from Aleks) and all other shadow and bone stuff
Act I : The Return
Chapter Seven
The snow hadn’t stopped, if anything it only raged on. Y/n stood overlooking the sanctuary. Her armor glimmered under the sunlight. A bag was slung over her shoulder, golden circlet in her hair. Her hair woven into a braid with the comb from Ville as she stood next to her grey horse.
It nudged its nose into her metal stomach as she pet its mane. Maja laid on the ground sleeping soundlessly. Footsteps came up behind her.
“You’re really leaving?” He sounded hopeful, maybe this was a joke. Turning around she met Niko’s brights eye. She stared at him for a while.
“I have to go. I promised I’d be back.” Her eyes were blank, hardly softened at the sight of him. He scoffed softly kicking at the snow. The snow bounced into Maja’s coat and she growls softly. He mockingly growled back at him.
“Will Egon even let you leave?” She nodded her head soundlessly. She didn’t care whether or not he would let her. He couldn’t stop her even if he wanted.
“Alina is going to join the ravkan army, I can’t let her do that alone.”
“Bullshit! Mal will be with her won’t he?” Slowly she turned her gaze back to the snow wrapping itself on the ground.
“It’s been five years Niko, I have to go back.” He glared sharply at her back. Niko couldn’t understand it, the want to go home. He hated his home, and he had a real one. He knew the orphanage was not her home.
“Why? You are home!” He yelled grabbing at her shoulder. She shrugged him off as her armor slowly fell. The thick wool cape cascades down her shoulders. Her thick black gloves embroidered with roses held tightly onto the ropes.
She attached the small cart that would hold Maja and a few trinkets of hers. Her palace wasn’t to far, she would drop the stuff off before leaving.
“How many years have I suffered for our saint.”
“We suffer always for her! It is our sacred duty as Helios.” He uttered. Y/n moved Maja into the small cart so that she could sleep. She covered her wolf in thick furs to keep the snow off her.
“I was twelve when they took me, when they took me from Kermazin. When they took me from Alina and Mal.”
“I was twelve when I was blinded. I was thirteen when my flesh was burnt and cut, the scar is still as red are the poker used. I was fourteen when I bite off a chunk of my friends hand.” She told him as she turned around. Her gaze was hardened.
He couldn’t speak, what could he say to combat her words. He too had be scared by the life of a Helios.
“I was fifteen when I was sent to Fjerda, forced to kill the boy I loved for a fake ring. I was sixteen when I murdered my best friend.” She trembled as her words left her throat. She mounted her horse, her hands gripping the harness. Niko grasped into her gloved fingers, a single tear falling down his cheek.
Slowly she reached her hand down, the soft leather brushing the water from his face. She held his check for a few seconds, her eyes softened.
“I was sixteen when my friends tried to take the bones from my body. And now has a seventeen year old I have murdered countless I have become something truly ruthless. And I am afraid.” She uttered.
She pulled back, her face hard once again. Adjusting her cloak she pet her horse, Tidal’s mane.
“I am afraid because I have enjoyed it far too much.” She turned away from him, the horse slowly pulling away.
“You’ll be back? Sooner or later?”
“Later, I believe.” With that she was gone. Her horse sped off into the storm of snow.
The ravkan camp she’d been placed in was less than ideal. Alina nor Mal was with her. She was late, too late to join in and become a mapmaker with Alina.
So now she was a simple soldier, a gun for hire. Y/n walked down the path with a humming softly. Her mind wandering as she dropped down a piece of bread to Maja.
The hungry wolf as she was ate every bite growling happily. Y/n smiled as she watched her beloved pet run forwards.
“The Fjerdan bitch has graced us today.” She groaned softly as she turned around. The others in the battalion had always like to use that on her.
“How can I help you boys?” She asked with a smile. The trio behind her smiled softly.
“Guess what?” The taller one, Lief said with a smile. She cocked her head to the side.
“We’ve just been assigned to guard the cartographers, your sister is in the group we’re going to protect.” Her eyes widened at his words.
“What?” Her voice was barely there.
“They’re due to go to the camp near the fold. Generals worried about all the grisha with fire around our maps.” The short red head answered slinging his arm around her shoulders.
Her head tuned to him, her eyes baring down at him. A low and hateful growl came from Maja and she moved near Y/n. Quickly Roam the red head moved away.
“They are called Inferni, and they are a part of this army. They’re not gonna destroy our maps.” She uttered softly.
“Yeah well we’re going to guard them so pack up your bag please.” Driud’s told her with a smile. Y/n sighed softly as she picked up Maja, keeping her white paws out of the mud.
She held tightly into her wolf as she walked about the camp. Maja all but purred as her legs dangled in the air. Placing her down in her tent Y/n begins to pack up. Her mind drifts to her true north.
Alina and Mal.
Y/n stood, her breath quivering as she saw her. Her sister, her Alina. She stood with a smile on her face. She was laughing at whatever Mal had said.
Mal, he was safe. He was safe with her. Her eyes swelled with tears as she took a step forwards. They were both dressed in ravkan army uniforms.
“You two look ridiculous.” The pair froze. Slowly turning to Y/n. Like a firework Alina shot off towards her sister. She tackled her to the ground, hugging her tightly. Y/n had become a mass of tears as she fell with them.
Mal’s arms were more muscular than when they were children. Alina was just as slender as she left. She could hear the whispers from behind her family, along with Maia’s soft growling.
Slowly Y/n sat up with them both in her arms. Hesitantly she raised her gloved finger to Alina’s cheek, brushing away her tears. Mal laughed softly as he helped the two girls up.
“You’re back!” He laughed as he crashed into her again, his arms tightly wrapped around her. She went stiff for a few moments then nuzzled her head in his neck.
She inhaled him deeply, he smelt of pine and dirt. Ever her tracker. She pulled away with unshed tears in her eyes.
“You both look hideous.” She whispered quietly as she pulled away. Alina rolled her eyes softly as she took a step towards her sister.
She was different now, taller and stronger. Her eyes harder, her smile halved. She sighed again as Maja came to her masters side. Maja sat patiently as her calf as she stared at the strangers in front of her.
“You have a dog now? You never mentioned that in your letters!” Mal asked as he bent down. He reached a hand out to pet Maja. Like a puppy the war dog hide behind Y/n. She growled softly from between Y/n’s legs.
Maja cast her blood eyes up to Y/n with a quirked look. Y/n slowly pet the soft white fur with a gentle smile. Mal frown softly as Alina laughed. From behind there commanding officer called to them.
Y/n watched their eyes fall and she took a step forward.
“What are we waiting for? We have a country to protect yea?” Alina and Mal shared a looked. Then Y/n ringed her thick cloak from her body. She too was dressed in a first army uniform.
The trio laughed softly as they began to walk towards the camp once more. Y/n lingered behind for a moment. The more she stared at Alina the more she looked like Isla. Wide eyed and soft.
Y/n would do anything to make sure it stayed that way.
Y/n walked to her commanders tent with a groan. She knew what this was about. It was always the same thing. She hasn’t gotten into any fights the last month.
Well she has but it was a betting ring so that didn’t count. Maybe it was because before the messaged came to her she was on her way to a fight. She didn’t care much as she entered the tent.
“Lieutenant Bohdan, you asked to see me.” She answered as she stood stiffed. The older man cast her a glare as he threw a letter on the table. Its wax seal of the Lantsov line, double eagles. She couldn’t help but roll her eyes.
“They’ve sent another letter requesting your presence in court.” He answered to her as he held a look or annoyance on his face.
“Tell them like every other time that I am busy with the safety of this glorious nation.” She mocked softly as she sat down. Bohdan groaned softly.
“You cannot deny a summons from the king for much longer. He desperately wishes to meet you, the Blood Helios of the Ravkan army.” She rolled her neck and sighed.
“You are the first of your kind this word has truly seen, your cult doesn’t like outsiders. Yet you joined his army.” She scoffed again. Cult. What did they know of her way of life. Cult, the word was sickening.
So they devoted their lives to a saint. Others had done the same yet they were call cult. Even now, so far away from the Helios court she still prayed. How could she not, her…… her rose was now with her saint.
“He thinks he is blessed. Arrogant would be a better word for him.” She mumbled. Bohdan cleared his throat. The Lanstov was still king she suppose.
“You are closest thing he has to a weapon on this side of the fold.”
“And yet I always cross the fold.”
“Every shipment you e even been on had made it both ways. It is no coincidence your name is always pulled.” He answered. She could feel the guilt in his words.
“I will not go, burn the letter.” Her Lieutenant groaned softly taking the letter. He threw it over a candle and let it burn.
“The next letter will not be denied, you will go.” She scoffed again and stood.
“I owe to no allegiance to your king, I do not serve him. I stay in her army because my sister is here. Nothing more or less.” Bohdan nods his head.
“The king will not be pleased.” He answered with a tight look. She shrugged softly as she stood up.
“Tell him that I had already crossed the fold too late for him.”
Bohdan sighed softly taking a deep breath. Y/n wasn’t a soldier to him. She served her own caused whatever that may be.
“Honestly Bohdan do you really think the King is sending these letters? I bet it’s his little apparat who sent it, or maybe even his black general.” She amused. Bohdan raised a brown.
“It matters not who sent it, the next one will not be brunt by me.” Y/n looked at the ashes and sighed.
“Very well, I will burn the next one then.”
Then she turned and left, Maja followed her. Summons from the king, please, she would ignore it. She didn’t need his approval to do anything. She was the Blood Helios of the first army, but she had not loyalty to Ravka’s king.
He was pig, greedy and glutinous. Some king he was, he wouldn’t even march into battle with his soldier. He didn’t plan any attacks or even show real support for his men and women.
No, he simply sat on his throne get fat next to his wife. A queen who spent the ravka’s money. As she pulled off her coat and entered the tent of sweaty men she grimaced.
Her hands were bandaged as she found a challenger. Battles for coin were simple enough. Always helped get the blood pumping. As she finished her match quickly, earring some neredi.
As she stared down at the currency of Novyi Zem she knew who she had to send the money to. As she turned to leave she caught Mal’s eyes. Her own glazed over him as he fought.
She smiled and stepped towards him to watch. She could feel the disapproval of his eyes as she stood holding her small bag.
As he own matched finished she handed him a clean rag. The brothers cheered at her side as she felt the vibrations of another move.
“I’ll take a turn. How about it? Just you and me.” With the flick of the man’s wrist, the dust swirled at them. On instinct Y/n’s armor flashed in her body. Her arm pulled at Mall as she shield him from the dust.
As her helmet fell she met the squaller’s eyes with her own. Mal rushed forwards to fight but was held back.
“If you lose, you'll be in the medika. If you win, they'll throw you in the brig.” The older soldier announced holding Mal back. The arrogant squaller all but laughed as he swirled the winds again.
“Come on! Anyone!” Stepping forwards Y/n let her armor fall. Her wrist were bandaged yes but not fully covered. As if injured she wrapped them up completely, leaving no skin showing.
“Anyone?” She asked with a blank look. The squaller turned to her with a wide smile.
“I’ve heard of you haven’t I? The cultist of the first army.” She smiled stepping towards him. Mal moved out of his friend’s grip and grabbed at her wrist.
“Y/n,” He started but she wasn’t paying him any mind. She was almost glad her reputation proceeded her.
“You asked for anyone, don’t tell me you’re afraid now?” She mocked gently. The tent had gone all but silent. The older soldier in charge stared at Y/n. She never was one to turn down a fight.
“Y/n we need to go find Alina.” Mal interjected attempting to pull her back. She sighed softly allowing him to lead her out. She pulled back her hand and let it fall.
“Fjerdan scum.” Before Mal could think she’d already whipped around. She move faster than the squaller could see. Her fist ached into his face as she collided with his body.
Scum? She was not scum. She had not made a name for herself as the Blood Helios to be called scum. It took seven soldiers to pry her off the bleeding man. Mal has quickly grabbed onto her shoulder and leaned her away.
Her bandaged were coated in crimson as she left. Speckles of the red dripped down her face. She didn’t think much of it, wasn’t the first time, wouldn’t be the last.
“You never can back down from a challenge can you.” She was silent as she walked next to him. Mal would never understand her. Alina could never understand her. But they saw a change within her.
They couldn’t hold her as easily, she pull her arms away. She wouldn’t sing to them anymore. She could hardly bring herself to draw when with them.
“I’m sorry.” She answered. Mal chuckled softly as nudged her shoulder quickly.
“I don’t think it’s a bad thing, you just need to learn to not be so angry all the time.” She hummed softly. Her anger had protected her for the most part.
Maybe Mal was right, maybe she should control her anger. However what good was her anger if concealed.
Y/n smiled softly as she allowed Alina to pull her into a ground hug. She hadn’t wanted to but gave her sister this. Alina has been on the road for a few weeks now.
Whether she likes to admit it or not she missed the smell of her sister. Charcoal, paper and sweat. She smelt of the drawing room Egon helped her craft in her palace.
Egon.
They hadn’t spoken much since she left. It had only been a few months but the distance was jarring. She missed her ꎇꍏꀸꀸꍟꋪ. He’d always been next to her.
When the hunger of fasting took all her strength, he helped her stand. The sword became to heavy in her arms, he trained her to lift it. When she wept over Ville, he had held her tightly. When she sat as her roses grave, he tied the blue ribbon for her.
From Niko’s letters Egon wasn’t much better. He was gloomy and rarely partook in the celebrations anymore. He would hardly smile when the young and older Helios would dance together.
Niko had been begging for the past week for her to go back. If only for the lighting of the barrier celebrations. Y/n knew she would be able to go. Bohdan would understand.
She just couldn’t go.
There was something deep, primal gnawing at her core. It had kept her rooted in place, in the first army. Something was about to happen. She could all but feel it in the vibrations of the world.
The earth itself was trying to speak to her. Try as hard as she could, Y/n didn’t know what the words were. The song the earth played was off key for her.
“Come on Y/n, the bells just rung.” Alina smiled softly. Y/n blinked at her sister with a smile. Alina tugged gently as her hand. Her normal back gloved with roses on them protected her.
Y/n followed behind her sister, the innocent look on her face brought a smile to her own. It was times like this Y/n felt like the older sister. In reality the sisters didn’t know.
They had arrived at the orphanage the same night in two baskets.
Each basket had a small note stating their names and nothing else. They chose to believe themselves twins by different fathers.
By the time Bohdan has begun to speak Y/n was already done. She left Maja back at her tent, so the others crowded around her. She watched Alina’s gaze move to the poster. The propaganda that ravka has made against the Shu Han.
She reached down and squeezed Alina’s hand. Alina’s chocolate eyes bore up at Y/n’s harden e/c eyes softly. Y/n looked down for a moment and gave her a slight smile. The cold leather was peaceful against Alina’s skin.
There was a Fjerdan poster too, it simply didn’t bother Y/n as much. She was Fjerdan, that would never change. She learnt the language, learnt her peoples customs. There was a beauty in the great ice land, not grisha but to her.
The snow was cold and fierce. The air thin and made you cough. The people unamused. They were everything she was in one way or another. Fjerdan has her heritage, nothing could ever change that. So why would she bother.
“Gunman Y/n Starkov and Tracker Malyen Oretsev.” Y/n head perked up, her eyes on Mal.
“Did he? But you’re in our unit.” Alina mumbled her eyes on Mal. Y/n scoffed softly, Bohdan had to be wrong. Mal was to stay with Alina since she would be crossing the fold.
“It has to be an error. It has to be.” Mal uttered.
Scoffing Y/n replied, “It better be.”
“Didn’t sound like an error, Mal.” Alina answered dropping Y/n’s hand. Her gloved hand returned to her side as she stared down at them both. As they were dismissed Y/n stepped forwards towards Bohdan.
“Mal?”
Well, if it does work, I'll get to visit Ketterdam.” He amused as she walked away.
The skiff placement was in fact not a mistake. Bohdan’s hands were tied in the issue. The Darkling wanted a tracker in the other side of the fold to look for something. Rage boiled inside of Y/n.
They had stuck a deal months ago. She would go into the fold as many times as need to ensure her family stayed together. Twelve times has she journeyed through. Twelve times had Bohdan kept his promise.
She wanted to scream at the sky. Her family wasn’t safe ever. If she prayed more to her Sol saint then she already had, she would look mad. Extremist, cult girl, fjerdan bastard. She could the names ragging war in her head.
She could keep Mal safe, no doubt in her mind. Something was just off now. The world was trying to warn her, but she could not hear. Hearing had never been her strong suit. Blood first questions later.
Her rose was much better than hearing. She had to hear. With no voice or eyes, to hear was her only vice. When twig crunched, she would hear. Every secret and lie she heard.
It was her roses gift from there saint. Y/n wondered what her saint would think of her now. Was she a disgrace? She’d left her saints temple. Her saints army to join one of a false king.
Her saints was a holy one, made of the sunlight that could burn and break as well as glow and shine. Did her saints admire her devotion. The blood she’d spilt in her name.
“I thought I’d find comfort here.” Y/n smiled faintly as she watched Alina sit next to her in the perch. The entire laid before them.
“Planning a coup?” Alina giggles. Y/n shook her head softly.
“Hate to burst your bubble Lina, the only coup I would dream of planing is the ravkan kings. Not this base.” Y/n countered with her most gentle smile. Alina stare at her sister for a few moments.
“You weren’t at dinner.”
“I wasn’t hungry, plus the cook doesn’t like me.”
“I know the feeling.” Y/n’s brows curled upwards at her words. It was no secret many didn’t like the two sisters. Y/n didn’t understand it.
“I could sacrifice the cook, like how everyone thinks I worship.” Alina laughed brightly. Her smile reached both side of her face, showing off her pearly white teeth. Even coated in sweat and dirt Alina was still beautiful.
There was an innocence to her face. Round like a child in a way. A small bit of baby fat, the smallest amount. Meals were an odd thing in this army. Y/n was trained for hunger, Alina less so.
“Do you even wonder how our life’s would be if…. If you never left.” Y/n hummed softly.
Such a word would never exist. It couldn’t. Y/n was hand picked by her saint to become a warrior.
“I am nothing without my saint.” She whispered so low Alina could not hear. It was a confession she only dare to utter with other Helios. It was a chant she would sing into battle in her saints name.
“What was that?” Alina asked, her voice calm.
“If I’d never been taken I would still be here. Not as just a gun for hire but more. I’d like to think I’d be a commander by now. With money so you and Mal would be with me. You could draw as much as you want and Mal… Mal could find and keep as many bunnies as he’d like.”
Silence engulfed the pair. Alina’s eyes were
strictly on Y/n. The soft shadow the lights brought to her face. The hallow bags under her eyes. The gentle shimmer to her skin under the moonlight. The single hair out of place. The way her e/c were muted so slightly.
“I think I would’ve liked that.” Y/n then looked back at her. Their eyes met, neither sister looking away.
“I doubt I ever would’ve gotten so far here, not with my fjerdan side so prominent. Maybe I could’ve been a pirate instead.” Alina laughed again as Y/n let out a small giggle. Alina smiled more so, the tiniest laugh has escaped Y/n.
“We’re both misfits, me half Shu, you Fjerdan Y/n.” Alina mumbled.
“Finally found you both.” Mal’s distinct footsteps came up behind them. Y/n stood and grabbed her satchel.
“That is my queue to go.” Y/n said standing up. Mal furrowed his brown and went to grab her arm.
“Why?” She raised her shoulder.
“Maja needs to be fed, before she eats Lief. She has been eyeing her muscles.” Her family laughed at her words once more. Laugher, the most addictive drug.
As she left there laughed was gone. Like any drug she would protect and covenant it.
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Yandere Percabeth x Gender neutral! Reader
The choking noises of Sorian as she chocked on her own blood. Y/n dropped to the ground as their body quivered. Percy’s eyes burned with a furry Y/n had never seen before. Annabeth moved to Y/n’s side and griped their shoulders tightly.
“Per…..Percy sto-p…” Y/n’s voice comes out hoarse and rough. Annabeth keeps a strong grip on Y/n as she watches Percy. Percy doesn’t stop as Sorian claws at her throat her treat pouring out of her sullen eyes. Y/n tried to shrug Annabeth off themself but she held tightly. Y/n looked up at Annabeth, their eyes filled with fear. Sorian dropped as blood pooled from her mouth. Y/n tried to get out of Annabeths iron grip but to no avail.
“Please! Stop it! She hasn’t done anything!”
Percy let out a noise of disappointment and shock his head softly. His hair bounced softly as he sent his charming boyish smile. Annabeth hummed softly petting Y/n’s hair. Sorian gurgled as she began to go red.
“Hasn’t done anything? Come on Sunshine.” Percy paused her playful tone turning sinister. “Wasn’t little miss Sorian trying to convince you to break up with us?”
Y/n froze as Annabeth’s hands dug into their scalp. Y/n whispered in pain as Annabeth tugged onto their hair.
“You wouldn’t have listened to her? Would you?” Annabeth taunted softly. Percy shot a quick look to Annabeth and she quickly released her grip on Y/n’s hair. Percy didn’t want to hurt Y/n, their little sunshine just needed to learn to be good. That’s all, and if the lesson could be learned by getting rid of Sorian, then that would be the lesson.
“N-no, I wouldn’t have listened! Please, Perc…. Annie… please stop!” Y/n pleaded with her lovers. Sorian’s skin went purple and Y/n tried to claw Annabeth off her. Annabeth and Percy shared a smile and the Sorian stopped moving. She stopped choking. Sorian just stopped.
Annabeth let go of Y/n and allowed them to crawled over to their dead sister. Y/n’s tears cloudier her eyes as she held tightly onto their older sister.
“Don’t cry baby, Sorian was trying to keep you away from us.” Annabeth comforted softly and she kissed Percy’s cheek. Percy leaned down kissing under Y/n’s chin, he licked at their salty tears with a smirk.
“Sunshine, don’t you understand. You’re ours, and nothing will keep you from us.”
With Percy’s words Y/n could only think misery is the truest form of love.
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a/n : Love all Aleksander requests, but I’m still new at smut so sorry if this isn’t the greatest. Hinting at some Zoya x reader but it’s just used to make to make Aleksander jealous. I’m also using my Tidemaker! Reader for this from my other oneshot, link below . It’s kinda a series but no real cohesive storyline yet.
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Y/n wiped the sweat from her brow with a huff. Zoya laid on the ground before her panting and out of breath. She offered her hand to her friends and with her help Zoya pulled herself to her feet. Slowly Y/n began to look around for her lover, Aleksander but he was nowhere to be seen. Zoya smiled softly as she pat her friends back.
“He’s not here! Why isn’t he here!” Zoya sighed softly at her friends. Since the arrival of Alina Starkov, the general hadn’t had much time for her. Aleksander was meant to go riding with Y/n on this loving morning before the party later but Alina asked for his help.
“I haven’t spent anytime with him since she got here.” Y/n bitterly mumbled. Zoya rubbed her back, sore from being thrown in the ground moments before.
“Want help making him jealous?” Y/n raised a brow with a smirk. The pair slowly made their way into the little palace. Aleksander walked down the hallway catching Y/n’s eyes. Before he could reach her Alina and Genya appeared. Alina quickly taking his attention from Y/n, him sends her a sorrowful look.
Y/n bit her lip and shot the pair a nasty glare. She turned to Zoya a dangerous smile in her face. She slipped her arm in Zoya’s pulling her close to her body.
“Let’s go get ready.”
Y/n sipped her wine with a smirk, her arm lazily dropped over Zoya’s waist. The pair had matched their clothes for the nights party to each others. Zoya wore a teal dress with a skirt that flowed like the wind, while Y/n’s dress was a darker blue that fell like a raging waterfall.
Aleksander’s gaze was darkened in the pair as they laughed at whatever Fedyor had said. Alina had been at his side the entire night, unsure of what to do. Aleksander eyes rested on Y/n’s form as she spoke with some random noble man.
He watched as she lead towards Zoya, whispering softly in her ear. Never would he doubt his Tidemakers faith to him but the way her arm was around Zoya waist caused his blood to boil. He could see her bratty smirk, he watched as she slowly pull Zoya away towards the dance floor.
New music began to play, fast and sensual music. Y/n and Zoya slowly began to dance together, Aleksander swore Y/n was trying to kill him. Her hips swayed and her hands were firmly on Zoya’s curves.
That little mix- Aleksander thought as he made eyes contact with Y/n. She continued to dance to the music, her body moving in an erotic fashion. His first tightened around his glass as Ivan and Fedyor laughed softly at the pair.
Y/n continued to lead Zoya as the pair danced, the music only adding to Aleksander’s frustration. With each beat of the music Zoya moved her body against Y/n with a smirk. Y/n closed her eyes with a knowing look on her face.
As she moved she heard him, his boots against the dance floor. She felt Zoya move away and his firm hands on her moving hips. Her back was pulled against his chest and she opened her eyes.
“General.” Y/n greeted. Aleksander didn’t answer her, his face was tight. His dark irises pierced into her e/c one. He pulled her away rather quickly without any care for who could see.
As Aleksander pulled her, Y/n shot a look to Zoya. Zoya smirk and watched with sharp eyes as the pair disappeared.
……………
The door to Aleksander’s study slammed shut as he all but pushed Y/n inside. She could help but giggle as she leaned against his desk. His eyes were consumed with lust and desire.
“Do you find this amusing?” He towered her framed. The need in his eyes was enough to make her laugh.
“I must admit it does.” His hands slammed on both sides of her as he pushed her legs apart. He stood in between them, his bugle against his clothes heat.
“You have no idea how badly you’ve hurt me these past weeks. You’ve been pulled away from me at every chance that stupid girl has. You’ve left me alone for weeks and-
Before Y/n could continue her rant Aleksander was pulling her into a passionate kiss. His hands clutched at her face pulling her closer. His tongue invaded her mouth and she let him take over. When they finally pulled away Y/n gasped for air.
“My poor sweet tidemaker, I’ve left you alone too long have I?” The condescension was not lost on her but her cunt throbbed too much for her to care.
“I’m sorry milaya, let me take care of you.” His words went right to her core as he lifted her into his thigh. He pushed her dress away directing her core to run against his thigh. She whined softly as she dragged her hips long him thigh.
The sleek of her panties clung to her as she moaned softly. Aleksander’s lips trailed down her neck, kissing and sucking on all the exposed skin. His hands slowly trailed to her waist gripping at her flesh.
Her moans echoed through the hall as his plush lips sucked under her chin. Y/n’s hands clutched onto his kefta as he used his own hands to help her rub on his thigh.
“Such pretty noises you make.” His nose nudged against hers as he kissed her. “Are you close.”
She nodded her head as he pulled down the top of her dress. He sucked upon her exposed breast, dragging his teeth around her sensitive bud.
Y/n allowed her hooded eyes to drift to the slightly opened door. There she was, that stupid sun summoner. Alina’s eyes met her own as she panted. Alina’s eyes were wide, her cheek flush with jealousy and embarrassment. Y/n moaned loudly as Aleksander moved her hips against his knee.
Her head gently fell back as she cried out. The knot in her broken as pleasure rippled though her. Aleksander’s lips trail up her neck, biting softly in some places. Slowly he pulled away hosting Y/n on the table. He gently kissed her swollen lips, cradling her face in his hands.
“I apologize for neglecting you milaya.” He whispered softly. A giggle escaped Y/n’s lips as she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed his softly. All was well now. Alina saw that only she would ever be so close to Aleksander.
“I love you.” He chuckled softly, kissing under her jaw.
“And I love you most.”
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Moon Helios
A/n I decided that I should post my fic here too cause why not. I’ll give a fair warning Aleksander doesn’t arrive till later. The first few chapters will be fillers and explaining some of Readers background, but please enjoy.
Prologue
A Helios
A weapon
A warrior made and broken from birth
A warrior for the sun summoner
A warrior ready to kill
A warrior made to die
There only job to be loyal and ready to protect there sun summoner no matter what happened.
Our only job is to kill and be kill in service to our greatest saint.
A Helios is nothing with our saint.
I am nothing without my saint
Act l : Characters
Y/n Starkov
The broken
“If I can still breathe, I’m fine.”
Isla Vernio
The beauty
“Burry me with the roses so I’ll always be pretty but I’ll always have my thorns.”
Niko Dubinsky
The cruel
“You stink of blood half-breed.”
Alina Starkov
The sister
“We’re both misfits, me half Shu, you Fjerdan Y/n.”
Malyen Oretsev
The friend
“I don’t think it’s a bad thing, you just need to learn to not be so angry all the time.”
Egon Waldow
The teacher
“Be careful child… Just because you are winning does not mean you’ve won.”
Moon Helios
a/n there isn’t much triggers in this chapter but a slight panic attack. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK and enjoy
꓄ꃅꀤꌗ ꎇꂦꈤ꓄ ꀤꌗ ꎇꀭꍟꋪꀸꍏꈤ
Word count : 2.1k plus
Series trigger warnings: Child abuse, anxiety, religious trauma, racism, manipulation, division of canon, Alina hate?, trauma, ptsd, bullying, insomnia, self-neglect, mental health issues, guilt tripping, cult theme, blood consumption, cannibalism?? Lost of murder, talks of SA in other characters, Sexual acts, future smut, predatory behavior(not from Aleks) and all other shadow and bone stuff
Act I : Necklace for a Lifetime
Chapter Four
The trainees stood in the forge covered in soot and dust. Another year had passed in there training, and now it was time for them to truly demonstrate their loyalty to the Sol Saint.
Y/n stood with Isla in front of her and Niko as her side. Y/n had woken up early to fix up Isla’s hair. The curls were twisted and carefully down up in a ponytail so the hair was out of her face. Niko was still learning how to help up with Isla so Y/n had extra work.
Niko was now learning how to remember what all the clicks from Isla’s clicker meant, along with all the taps she’d give. Though Niko was a bit behind, he was learning quickly. Y/n rubbed her eyes and bite back a yaw.
Y/n had a restless sleep. Every night since she had that episode in the arena she’d dream of that man, and his dark eyes. Sometimes Y/n would find a strange comfort in his eyes, sometimes she’d feel almost at peace.
Now that they were old enough, they could send letters home if they wanted. Y/n had wasted no time in sending multiple letters to Alina and Mal.
It only be a matter of time before she got a reply. Niko’s family already replied to him with great happiness that their son was still alive. Isla’s family hadn’t responded yet, they were residing in Novyi Zem. Her family was furthest away, but Isla remains positive.
Y/n could only roll her shoulders as Kanos instructed them on how to forge there armor. Kanos walked each child to there own heated furnace and spoke softly with each for a moment before going to the next. Kanos practically ripped Niko away from Isla and Y/n.
Y/n looked over at Isla and froze. There was no way Isla could do this. She would get hurt, surely this would be dangerous. Isla gently grasped Y/n’s hand.
“Your vibration are fuzzy, what’s wrong.” Isla asked. The sound of Isla’s clicker brought Y/n such comfort to hear. Y/n gently rubbed Isla’s arm and held her for a moment. Y/n peered down at her with a slight grin.
“Nothing, just excited for the forging ceremony.” Y/n answered as she felt her palms go a bit clammy. Isla went narrow eyed and raised a brow. Another trainee was taken.
Isla grabbed Y/n’s clammy hands and held them for a moment. Y/n stood upright, tension in her muscles, but head held high. Y/n seemed to master the ability to hide her emotions from almost everyone. Just not her, Isla was too intoned with Y/n’s vibrations.
“Just because my sight hasn’t come in doesn’t mean I can’t feel when something’s wrong.” Isla clicked. Y/n rolls her eyes as she felt Kanos walking toward them. Quickly Y/n pulled Isla into tight embrace. Y/n hooked her arms around Isla’s waist and pushed her head into Isla’s neck.
Isla always smelt of roses and wildflowers. Wildflowers that made Y/n think of home. Isla smelt like home.
“Be careful when you use the forge.” Y/n muttered against Isla’s softly skin. Her hands trembled slightly, she couldn’t let Isla get hurt. Not again, not after-
“Hey, you with me?” Isla’s gentle tapping against her palm, cut through the thoughts racing in Y/n’s head. The words blurred together in Y/n head as she tried to speak.
The exhaustion was smacking Y/n in the face all at once. As Kanos grew closer Y/n took it in a big breath and sighed. The pair pressed there heads together and breathed together.
Isla held Y/n’s hand as the shaking went away. Isla breathed Y/n in, she smelt smoky with a slight lavender touch. Isla could remain in Y/n presence for eternity if she could. Y/n held her like she was the only thing in the world to her. Y/n protected her in a way she’d never been protected before.
Y/n would give Isla the foods she didn’t want, claiming Isla needed the nutrients. Y/n would tie the blue ribbon every morning, and untie it every time. Y/n would spar with Isla till her knuckles were bruised so she’d improve. Y/n would push Isla and now Niko behind her whenever she sensed trouble.
Isla gently pulled away as Kanos waited. Normally Kanos would simply pull Isla away but for whatever odd reason he allowed the girl there privacy.
“Be careful.”
“I always am.”
As Isla walked further and further away Y/n stood alone. Sure there were a few other trainees but Y/n wasn’t too close with them. Sure she’d made friends with Kheli after there fight, and Zan had been suspiciously
nicer to her.
Zan and Adam had been strangely friendly. They’d hang out with them sometimes and seemed to like them. Y/n couldn’t tell whether or not she really liked them. They seemed fine, they made jokes with Isla form time to time. There was just a sense of unease that surrounded them.
“Starkov, you’re up.” Kanos’s voice cut through her thoughts like a knife. She followed behind him through the forge, sparks flying off the metal the other younglings molded. Y/n was brought to the very back of the forge, her hearth ragged on with a blue flame. Y/n eyes widened a little, the other fires were normal. Why was hers blue.
“Helios Kanos…? Why is mine blue?” Y/n’s question caused him to roll his eyes.
“Egon is Lord Helios, his younglings are made to use different fires. I lead Isla to the one by Niko.”
With that he was gone. Y/n groan a bit frustrated as she grabbed the gloves. She looked over all the metals for a moment, there were so many. Out of all the Helios’s that still had there durast abilities they always stocked up for the younglings.
There was Sunstell name after it’s brightest before and after melting. Though very strong, if laced with coiluseium could pierce it easily. Also there was Solodium, durable and easy to find. Only issue with it being so easy to find was that lots of people used it. Then there was Qixianium, qixian meaning golden immortal after the Sol Saint. Qixianium was practically indestructible but was very difficult for none Helios’s to find.
Y/n grabbed a mix of all these metals. Then she looked over the stones. Each gave different uses. There was Brixam, Aglaeum, Ziqen, Ruxiaem, and so many more.
Each Helios armor was supposed to be different. Special to there wearer. Y/n bit her lip softly as she saw everything over. All of these stones were hard to find, but each could be melted.
Who’s gonna know
Without another though Y/n grabbed three stones. She grabbed Brixam, it would increase physical strength and would make her armor harder then it already was. She grabbed Aglaeum, it would amplify her mental and her ability to fight off Corporalki (mainly heartrender from messing with her body). Finally Ruxiaem, it would help her sense people’s vibrations at a better level in her armor.
With all her materials she began. She melted all her metals together in the blue fire. She smiled softly as she listened to the metals bubble. She grabbed a hammer and smashed each stone into dust. She stirred the metal and pour it into a mold Egon had made for her.
Each master would make there younglings mold for there armor. The one Egon had made for Y/n was strange in the best ways. It remind her for the tattoo Egon had on his arm. At least the woven looking collar did.
She pour the mixed metals into the mold and placed the stone dust into the forge. The forge fire lit up in a teal, then white, the a purple light as the dust melted. Y/n cooled the metal necklace the pulled it out of the mold. She pour the now melted stones into a small upside down teardrop shape.
Hours fades by and one by one each Youngling left wit bright smiles showing off there necklace. Each looked different, some looked better then others. Isla strolled out with Niko the pair show off there armor off.
Isla’s necklaces was a simple metal band with a diamond on its center. On the center of the diamond was a Ziqen which would increase hearing and would help her find people. Niko’s collar was an intricate golden crown looking necklace. No stone in sight, most like melted into the metal.
Niko looked around, but his sight didn’t show him Y/n anywhere. Finally after a while Y/n emerged holding her collar behind her back. Isla gripped Y/n’s arm with a big smile. Niko looked down at her and raised a brow. His hand found it’s way to Y/n’s shoulder.
Niko hadn’t been very comfortable with touching anyone in a while. Since they had gotten there burn marks Niko couldn’t bear to touch anyone. He’d fear that he accidentally burn someone with his inferni abilities. He would never touch anyone’s skin, but his calloused hand on Y/n’s clothed shirt was enough for him.
Slowly Y/n showed her friend her collar. It was incredible that both gasped. The metals shined in a beautiful sliver shimmer, the metals were woven together crossing ever so often. On one of the crosses a strangling and shining stone was held by the woven pieces. It was a soft clear blue.
“It’s …… amazing.” Niko mumbled as he went to touch it.
“I’ve never seen anything like that.” Isla clicked as her sight allowed her to see it. Y/n turned to Isla with bright eyes.
“Your sight kicked in?” Y/n marveled. She brought Isla in for a bone crushing hug and jumped slightly. Y/n’s squeal of pride echoed through the forge entrance hall. Isla nodded her head with a rhythmic up and down. Niko smiled at his girls and held his head softly.
“What gem is that?”
Y/n still holding onto Isla turn to Niko. She laughed almost nervously but then cleared her throat.
“It’s a mixture…”
Niko’s face dropped to the ground. Isla bit back her smirk at Niko’s face. Mixing the stones was unheard of. Practically not allowed. Sure it was never said you couldn’t but it was never said you could.
“YOU WHAT!”
Y/n laid in her bunk as she left and heard Isla crawl down from the top. Niko’s snores drowned out anyone else as Isla crawled next to Y/n. Y/n opened her green blanket and Isla jumped into Y/n. Isla nuzzled into Y/n as Y/n held Isla closer.
Isla listened intently to Y/n’s soft and calm heartbeat. Y/n slowly pet the soft twists of Isla’s hair. Y/n’s free hand drawing soft circles onto Isla’s back. Y/n rested her head on Isla’s as she softly pet her hair. Isla brought her hand onto Y/n’s chest and placed it over Y/n’s heart.
Isla tapped Y/n a bit impatiently, causing Y/n to smile softly.
“ʜᴜꜱʜ ᴍʏ ʟᴏᴠᴇᴅ ᴏɴᴇꜱ, ʀᴇꜱᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ꜱʟᴇᴇᴘ ɪɴ ᴘᴇᴀᴄᴇ
ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰɪᴇʟᴅ ᴏꜰ ᴏᴜʀ ʜᴏᴍᴇ
ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴇᴀᴅᴏᴡ ᴡᴇ ʟᴏᴠᴇ
ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴜɴ ᴀɴᴅ ʀᴀɪɴ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴄᴇᴀꜱᴇ”
Y/n’s soft voice rang through the room. Her singing remained Isla of her mom. Y/n’s voice was one of a siren maybe, or of a enchanting creature. Her voice always lulling Isla or anyone for that matter to sleep.
“ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡɪɴᴅꜱ ᴄᴀʟʟ ꜰᴏʀᴛʜ,
ᴍʏ ᴛʀᴜᴇꜱᴛ ɴᴏʀᴛʜ, ᴛʜᴇ ɢʀᴀꜱꜱ ᴡɪʟʟ ꜱʜᴀᴋᴇ
ʙᴜᴛ ᴏᴜʀ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛꜱ ꜱʜᴀʟʟ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ʙʀᴇᴀᴋ
ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰɪᴇʟᴅ ᴏꜰ ᴏᴜʀ ʜᴏᴍᴇ, ᴏᴜʀ ʜᴏᴍᴇ”
Niko’s eyes opened for a moment and closed them again as Y/n’s voice entered his ears. There was that small chance that he would stay awake, but Niko didn’t mind. Y/n’s voice caused Niko to adjust his sleeping position and faced the two girls.
“ʜᴜꜱʜ ᴍʏ ʟᴏᴠᴇᴅ ᴏɴᴇꜱ, ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴡᴇᴇᴘ
ᴀɴᴅ ʀᴇᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀ ꜰᴏɴᴅʟʏ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴛɪᴍᴇ
ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴏᴜʀ ᴍᴇᴀᴅᴏᴡ ɢᴀᴠᴇ ᴜꜱ ᴘᴇᴀᴄᴇ
ᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴇʟᴄᴏᴍᴇᴅ ᴜꜱ ɪɴᴛᴏ ɪᴛꜱ ꜱʜɪɴᴇ”
With the final verse of the lullaby Niko and Isla drifted into sleep. The window above Y/n’s bunk shined moonlight onto her skin. It was warm and fuzzy. Her skin felt all tingly and strange. Y/n though to Alina and Mal.
She wondered if they’d gotten her letters yet. She’d sent four. Two of Mal, two for Alina. Niko’s family had answered, and the lived further away then Keramzin. Maybe they just gotten lost. Maybe Alina and Mal were angry that she hadn’t written earlier. Maybe they though she was dead.
Y/n’s thoughts wondered away from her sister and friend, back to those brown eyes, his dark hair, his handsome face. Y/n still want quite sure who he was. He was always in black clothes. In her dreams he always had a hardened look on his face till Y/n got closer.
His face seemed to light up then, his eyes would brighten. His eyes were such a strange thing. They held so many emotions, such intensity. When Y/n closed her eyes she knew she’d see him again. With a tiny smile she did just that.
Divider create goes to @astralnymphh
Where shadows lie darkness follows
Hickory dickory dock. The mouse went up the clock
The clock struck one. The mouse went down.
Hickory dickory dock.
Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock, tick tock
A small little girl with ash blond locks can be seen standing in the shadows. A woman with cinnamon brown hair, and gold eyes is yelling at a man and woman. The man had black hair and ruby eyes was yelling back. The final woman had mocha brown hair and artic eyes was screaming back. The little girl just stood and watch the fight. Tilting her head she begins to walk to the artic eyed woman. Only to be backhanded onto the floor.
The little girl got up from the ground with the help of a man with black hair, and the tips of his hands black. The man wipes the tears from the little girls face. The man whisperers
“Odette”.
“Odette”
“ODETTE “
~~~~~~~~~
A snake
Hickory dickory dock. The snake went up the clock
The clock struck two. The snake went down
Hickory dickory dock
Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock, tick tock
A squirrel
Hickory dickory dock. The squirrel went up the clock
The clock struck three. The squirrel went down
Hickory dickory dock
Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock, tick tock
A cat
Hickory dickory dock. The cat went up the clock
The clock struck four. The cat went down
Hickory dickory dock
Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock, tick tock
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An older version of the little girl woke with a start. The girl known as Odette stared at her lap, hands pulling her hair. Feeling a hand on her arm she jumps up. Looking up all she sees is her foster brother Toby. The concerned look on Toby’s face was all she needed to see, Odette knew she needed to clam down. Breathing in and out her ash blond hair goes in her face. Moving her bangs to the side her forest green eyes meet Toby’s emerald eyes. A smile graces her face as she pulls her hair.
“Good morning too you too Toby.” Odette yawns. Stretching a sun beam shines in her face. Flinching she squints, opening her eye she see the window open. Confused Odette looks at Toby but he just smiles and hands her a gift bag. Tilting her head she opens the bag. In the bag is a black tennis skirt, grey short sleeve shirt, and a pair of black converse. Looking at Toby with a smile Odette hugs Toby.
“Thank you Toby this is very nice” Odette exclaims.
“No problem. I just thought you would want a new outfit for your first day of real high school. Nana helped me pick out the outfit, I don’t really know what your fashion look is but I thought this was a good start. Plus we have to go get Jimbo from his house. Remember him I told you all about him.” Toby explains.
Nodding her head Odette gets out of bed and goes to the bathroom. Odette cleans her hair, washes her face, brushes her teeth, and does her hair. Odette pulls her hair into a ponytail then braids it loosely. Walking out of the bathroom Odette goes to the kitchen. Toby throws her an apple and the pair walk out the door.
As they get to the garage Toby puts in the passcode. As Odette grabs her skateboard Toby grabs his bike. They make there way across the road to see a boy cleaning up garbage. As the two talk Odette just stands there shuffling. The raven haired boy looks at Odette confused.
“Toby who is this”Jim states pointing at Odette confused. “Oh that’s Odette my new sister” Toby beams putting an arm around her shoulder. Odette just smiles quickly, then the smile disappears and she just looks at the floor.
“I’m James but everyone calls me Jim. So your staying with Toby, umm yo-you look really nice.” Jim blurts. As Jim gets a good look at her he sees the small ring of pure black around her forest green eyes. Odette’s rose pink lips. The dark circles under her eyes, the light flush to her cheeks. The way some strands of her ash blond hair fall out of her braid.
“Oh here Toby I made lunch sorry I didn’t make you one if I had known”Jim starts. A light chuckle comes from Odettes lips. “I’m a pescatarian, and you made meatloaf. Don’t worry let’s go to school, or we’ll be late.” Odette giggles.
As the Jim and Toby ride bikes Odette skateboards next to Jim. Jim notices that she is falling behind so he stops. Titling her head Odette looks at Jim confused, but he just motions her to grab the back of his bike. As the group get closer to the canal Jim forgets Odette is holding on and he jumps into the canal. A smirk comes on her face as she does a flip with her board and lands near Jim.
Jim looks at Odette with an odd look when her remembers that she was riding on the back of his bike. “ODETTE I’M SO SORRY I FORGOT THAT YOU WERE HOLDING ON TOO MY BIK- do you hear that. Is someone calling our names” Jim questions. A shocked look comes over Odettes face and she nods her head. The pair looks around and notice a pile of rock. Slowly the two walk over to it.
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A monkey
Hickory dickory dock. The monkey went up the clock
The clock struck five. The monkey went down
Hickory dickory dock
Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock, tick tock
An elephant, oh no
Hickory dickory dock. The elephant went up the clock
Oh no
Hickory dickory dock
Fᵣₒₘ ₜₕₑ ₛₜₐᵣₛ
Act I ~ Prince Caspian
Cast
Princess Y/n Novas the Resilient of the Star fairies
“The only reason your head is not on one of those spikes, is because they are reserved for the murders of my family.”
“I am what you made me!”
Prince Caspian of Telmar
“Dance with me. Dance with me and pretend that nothing else in the world matters.”
“Love has always been a death sentence hasn’t it?”
High King Peter the Magnificent of Narnia
“Are you still a King if your people are in ruins? If they follow a new ruler?”
“Stand tall general, you’ve still got a battle to finish.”
High Queen Susan the Gentle of Narnia
“I suppose it’s hard to forget your past when it’s written all over your body.”
“I will miss you dearly, I didn’t have a friend like you last time.”
King Edmund the Just of Narnia
“We are quite alike, except I had family to save me. You didn’t.”
“I’ll see you soon.”
Queen Lucy the Valiant of Narnia
“You’re a lot like her, same ferocity.”
“I’m just a beautiful as you now.”
Divider credit goes to @diviniyae
A/n: Every act will have ten chapters that will cover each movie. I will be doing Prince Caspian, the dawn treader and the last act will be of my own storyline. I know a lot of people don’t like the dawn reader movie but I love it. Also the chapters will be a bit longer then the others.
The royal family of the Star fairies cast
Trigger warnings: Blood, Murder, war crimes?, mentioned of s/a, torture, self loathing, survivors guilt, angst, ptsd, trauma, depression, smut, death, suicidal thoughts
Taglist @avatarobsessedgirly , @twinkletwinklenotastar
Hiii! Can I request something smutty with King!Caspian? Him and Y/N are having sex and Cas asks her to choke him
Something new
a/n : This is my first smut attempt to bear with me. I made it so the Caspian and reader are newlyweds.
Warnings: smut, p in v sex, chocking, praise kink, dom reader sub Caspian
King Caspian x fem! Reader
The castle of Narnia had long since gone silent, the night sky taking over. All was quiet except the chambers of the king with his new queen. The guards had long since moved away from the chamber door. The sounds of skin slapping against skin and moans causing blush to ride up there cheek.
In side there chamber Y/n get out a high pitched moan as Caspian suck at her neck as she roll her hips against his. Caspian grunted softly as he grasped at her moving hips, attempting to steady himself as she fucked herself on his cock.
Caspian stared up at his beautiful new wife, his wife. He held tightly onto the soft plush of his body. Her lewd moaning driving Caspian insane. Her hands grasp tightly on his shoulders as she moved her hips. Her greedy cunt sucking in her new husband’s cock into her.
Caspian panted and groan as Y/n sped up her pace. Caspian slowly grabbed one of the hands and placed it gently around his neck. Y/n watched him in confusion as she slowed her pace slightly.
“Cas?” Caspian chuckled slightly and nudged her to grip his neck tightly.
“Please love.” Y/n stared down at her husband with an awe stricken look. She sped her pace up again and Caspian slipped a hand to her little bundle of nerves. Y/n whined softly as her grip on Caspian’s neck tightened. Caspian groaned loudly as her grip tightened.
“You like that my king?” Y/n muttered as Caspian groaned. The coil was being to clench inside of her as she panted. Caspian nodded his head hurriedly as he rubbed quick and messy circles on her nub. The coil inside of her threatened to burst as each movement of her hips.
Caspian grew louder and louder as Y/n gripped onto his neck. Caspian could feel himself falling deep into her. Her eyes, her body, her lovely cunt, her soft hand around his neck
“Please…” Y/n giggled softly as she began to feel the coil snap.
“Are you going to cum for me? Please come for me.” Y/n mumbled against him as they moved in sync. They couldn’t tell who climaxed first. Whether it was Caspian being thrown over the edge by Y/n’s hand on his neck. Or if it was Y/n’s coil breaking as Caspian rubbed at her pearl.
The pair panted as Caspian brought Y/n closer to himself. Y/n fell to his side and cuddled into him as there mixed cum dripped down her thighs. Y/n gently looked at his neck, she gently bite her lip.
“I didn’t hurt you did I?” Caspian shock his head with a smile. “You could never hurt me.” Caspian muttered as Y/n kissed the red of his neck.
“I love you, my dearest husband.”
“And I love you more, my dearest wife.”
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Taking requests I may or may not know the fandom so give me a little context and I’ll see what I can do. Also most of my work has darkish or dark themes.
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