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☆ his eyes

sephiroth x male reader [he / him]

sypnosis: above.

the lowercase is intentional !

sephiroth practically acted as [name]'s eyes around the home. he helped with a lot of the cooking, chores and anything else that needed doing. he didn't mind doing these things, of course. he did them out of love for [name]. he wouldn't want his partner getting into some accidents, even if [name] was very aware of his surroundings in the home.

sephiroth loved taking care of [name]. not because his partner was blind or anything. not at all. [name] was quite frankly able to take care of himself, his impaired vision didn't take away his abilities of being capable to look after himself one bit. yet, sephiroth loved taking care of [name] because he loved [name]. he was a truly sweet man (under all of the murderous intent of course).

[name] was walking around the kitchen, wanting to grab something. he searches for the cupboard he needed with his hands as his touch was one of his heightened senses. once [name] found the cupboard, he reached to open it only to find the door bumping into his head. but, the corner was soft. it didn't actually feel like the wood it was made out of.

the cupboard door had actually hit sephiroth's hand. sephiroth placed his hand against the corner of the door just incase something happened, like a natural instinct or something. he was glad he didn't have to see [name] walking around with a bruise on his head for the rest of the day.

[name] hummed and he turned over to where he could sense sephiroth's presense. he smiled and looked up at the other man. "thank you." [name] whispered softly, truly grateful that he had sephiroth by his side at all times.

"you don't have to thank me." sephiroth replied, a smile forming on his own lips as he looked over at [name]. "i am just doing what i can to help you." he said before leaning over to press a kiss on [name]'s forehead.

"you do more than enough for me." [name] chuckled, shaking his head at sephiroth's words. "but.. if you want to help me out more can you pass me one of the bowls? i don't want to risk bumping my head again." the man continued.

sephiroth nodded and he took the bowl out for [name], placing it down on the kitchen counter for him. [name] heard the bowl being placed down, so he searched for it once again before picking it up.

"i was thinking of baking something, if you'd help me get the ingredients. you can be my eyes like you so desperately wish to be." [name] hummed. he tilted his head over to where he thought sephiroth was before. he then waited for a reply from the man, although he already knew sephiroth was going to help him.

"of course. do you even have to ask?" sephiroth let out a little chuckle, and so did [name] in response. it was true, [name] didn't really need to ask if he needed help from sephiroth anymore. sephiroth was always in the room if [name] was in it, so he'd always be in on anything [name] was doing.

[name] walked over to another cupboard, holding out his hands before he reached for the handle of it. he then opened it, this time ducking his head down slightly to not hit himself or sephiroth.

"i need some flour.. sugar.. eggs.. butter.." [name] mumbled, waiting for sephiroth to get them. sephiroth nodded and he went to go get them for [name] from the opened cupboard and the fridge.

once sephiroth had all the ingredients, he placed them on the counter. he followed each of [name]'s instructions about how much of each item was needed. he placed each ingredient into a seperate bowl for [name].

"what are you planning on making? cake?" sephiroth asked as he poured out all of the ingredients. it definitely did seem like they were making a cake, not that sephiroth was complaining though. in fact, he quite liked baking if it was with [name].

[name] nodded in response, a little hum coming out of him too. "yes, a cake. hopefully it'll be good." [name] smiled, already imagining the fluffiness of the cake on his tongue.. he couldn't wait until this cake was finished. he didn't even have the ingredients ready though.

the man walked over to the counter, guiding by the subtle sounds of sephiroth pouring and measuring out ingredients. [name] took out a large bowl and he started pouring some of the ingredients in that sephiroth named him each step of the way. he was glad he had sephiroth to help him.

[name] took a whisk and he started mixing the batter together. it was taking him quite some time, so sephiroth stood behind to help. sephiroth practically ended up enveloping [name], putting his hands over the other man's to help him mix. a small chuckle was heard from [name] as he continued mixing.

"you don't have to do that, my love. i'm capable of mixing this by myself.." [name] added, a smile still on his face as he allowed sephiroth to help him stir. [name] didn't try to push sephiroth off of him, or make him stop helping. he appreciated the sentiment deeply that sephiroth wanted to spend time with him, that sephiroth wanted to share his warmth and love.

"i know you are, you don't have to keep telling me." sephiroth replied, a small chuckle escaping his own lips. he then pressed a kiss to the top of [name]'s head as they mixed the cake batter together.

soon enough, all of the ingredients were encorperated together. all that was left was to put it in the oven - which sephiroth gladly helped [name] do.

[name] wrapped his arms around sephiroth after the cake was placed in the oven. he burried his face into his lover's chest, not wanting to escape it. ever.

"thank you for helping.. for always being here for me." [name] whispered into sephiroth's chest. sephiroth smiled in response, feeling the vibrations of [name]'s words go through him.

the silver haired man started to stroke his lover's head tenderly, enjoying the peaceful moment they were both in. it was definitely quite the euphoric experience for both of them. it always was whenever they were around eachother.

"it's no problem, dear. i'll always be here for you. just call my name and i'm all yours." sephiroth responded, a smile on his lips as he looked down at his lover. he continued stroking [name]'s head, feeling content just by having the other man in his arms.

"i love you.. thank you for being my vision in a world where i am incapable of seeing." [name] whispered back, keeping his face planted in sephiroth's chest. he truly meant what he was saying, and he wanted sephiroth to know how he was feeling too.

sephiroth kissed the top of [name]'s head before he replied once more. "of course. i love you too, [name]. we're married for a reason - to be there for eachother no matter what, even if that means me being your vision. me being your eyes." sephiroth spoke softly.

[name] smiled and he squeezed sephiroth tighter than he did before. "i love you so much." the man repeated, and the two lovers kept arguing over who loved eachother more before the cake almost burnt...

- author's note: you know.. i don't actually like sephiroth (i even have a plush of him what is this...) 😭 but for you anon i shall write 😻. i hope you liked this though! hope this was domestic enough for you <3

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☆ the shared bath

geto suguru x male reader [he / him]

sypnosis: two dudes, [name] and suguru, share a totally 100% platonic bath after [name] notices something off about suguru. (meant to be viewed as romantic. happens before the things suguru does, au where everything turns out to be okay?)

the lowercase is intentional !

- brief mentions of nudity (because it's a bath) but no nsfw.

it was the little things [name] seemed to notice first. the way suguru started talking less, how he started wearing his hair up instead of down and how he started to grow bags under his eyes. [name] started to worry, but who wouldn't? sure, [name] wasn't the closest to suguru, that title was reserved for gojo satoru and gojo satoru only, but he was still quite close with the ravenette.

[name] couldn't help but worry. whenever he saw suguru around school grounds, he could feel his heart ache inside his chest and his stomach turn. the poor boy hoped his friend was alright, but that really didn't seem like the case. it was almost as if there was something bugging suguru, but he couldn't tell anyone. maybe he was too afraid? too standoffish to ask for help? whatever it was, [name] was determined to help his friend.

[name] spotted suguru alone on campus, so he walked up to him. it was weird to see suguru alone and without satoru, the two were independent. they were always together, but that didn't seem like the case anymore. it was probably the thing that was bugging suguru caused him to drift apart from satoru is what [name] thought. but, he didn't know the truth.

[name] walked over to suguru and stopped infront of him. "hey.. are you good?" he asked in a soft voice, trying not to startle the ravenette. suguru just looked at [name] and sighed. "i'm fine." is all he replied with in a bored, monotone voice. it seemed clear that suguru didn't want to talk about his feelings, but [name] was still worried. he wanted to find out what was truly wrong.

of course, [name] didn't want to be so persistant that he didn't get an answer from suguru at all, so he had to be creative. the first thing that came into his mind was.. a bath. just him and suguru sharing a bath whilst talking about their feelings. that doesn't sound gay at all..

"do you want to take a bath with me? we can catch up whilst soaking in some bubbles and what not." [name] suggests, a smile on his face as he spoke. suguru thought his ears were deceiving him for a second. did he really hear what he thought he heard? or was his mind playing tricks on him due to his sleep deprivation?

suguru's face contorted and twisted into that of confusion. he looked at [name] with that exact expression on his face. "what? a bath? that's a bit odd, don't you think?" suguru sighed, shaking his head at [name]'s suggestion. although out loud he said the idea was odd, on the inside his heart was racing. he never would've thought [name] would be the type of person to suggest a bath, an intimate one at that where they'd be discussing their feelings together. it was all a shock, but suguru found it quite romantic.

[name] immediately realises how weird taking a bath with another guy sounds, especially since both him and suguru are teenagers, on the verge of adulthood. "oh! right.. right.. uhm.. my bad.." [name] chuckles nervously, scratching the back of his head and looking away from suguru. oh how stupid he was for thinking such a thing.

"..i'm not opposed to the idea, however." suguru clears his throat, also looking away from [name]'s direction. "i guess it would be nice to take a warm bath and catch up." suguru continues, his voice quiet and low as he's still flustered by the suggestion. maybe he was reading into it too much? but it was too late now, he already accepted the offer.

[name] perks up and he looks at suguru again, his previous smile creeping back up on his face. quickly, [name] takes suguru's arm and he starts dragging the poor boy to the baths. he already heard suguru say he 'wasn't opposed to the idea', so there's nothing stopping [name] now. he felt some sort of excitement rush over him, mixed with another feeling that he didn't know how to name. it was like he wanted to see suguru, topless, in the bath. but that was normal, right? it's normal to want to see another guy's body, right? it's totally not gay..

after a few long moments of [name] dragging suguru by the arm, the two boys finally reached the baths. [name] started to run the water, turning a mixture of the hot and cold taps before it was the optimum temperature. he then took one of the shower gels that was laying on the side of the bath, before squeezing a bit in the bath, waiting for bubbles to start forming. the bath wasn't big, but it wasn't too small. [name] hoped it would fit him and suguru, and possibly leave some space for the two of them. yet, he wouldn't mind being right besides suguru in the bath.

[name] looked at suguru with a smile. "well, the bath's running now. i guess it's time to get in." he hummed before turning around and taking his uniform off. as much as [name] wanted to watch suguru get changed, for some odd reason that didn't click in his mind yet, he gave suguru a little privacy and didn't watch. [name] got dressed pretty fast himself and he got into the water, waiting for suguru to get in too.

suguru took a little longer getting undressed. he was pretty nervous and flustered about the whole ordeal. suguru was about to be in a bath with someone he likes, close to this guy when they're both naked and the other guy doesn't see a problem with it! it didn't help that [name] was going to ask questions about what's wrong with suguru, it just made the whole moment feel like it was going to be more intimate than intended.

soon enough, [name] could hear suguru enter the water beside him. [name] turned off the taps and he looked to suguru with a smile. "the water's nice, don't you think?" he asked, trying to make some sort of small talk despite this awkwardly-romantic situation. this was meant to be a moment that couples shared. so why was it that two boys, who have not confronted their feelings about eachother yet, are sharing such a moment?

suguru just hums and nods along to [name]'s question, looking down at the water to try and avoid his gaze. it was all too much for his heart, there was only so much it could handle. "yeah.. the water's nice. thanks for.. asking me to come here with you? i don't know what else to say.." suguru muttered, definitely not knowing what else to say.

"i was worried about you, y'know? i mean, i still am, but i'm worried about you. i'm always worried about you, even when there's nothing to worry about." [name] explains, his brain going fuzzy after repeating the word 'worry' too many times. he's still gazing over at suguru with a small smile on his face. "i care about you a lot, even if it doesn't look like that. i just want you to know that." [name] admits, and it's not making suguru's heart feel any better. suguru feels as if his heart is going to leap out of his chest and drown in the bath.

suguru thinks for a moment, trying to recollect his thoughts and words before he can say anything in response to [name]. "hm.. thank you, [name]. i appreciate how much you care and worry, it means.. a lot." suguru whispers, making the shared bath more and more intimate by the second. "i've just been thinking a lot lately about everything that's happened, i forgot to stop and see that people around me care. everything with amanai, haibara.. it's all piled up. i feel like i have to carry this weight on my shoulders, like i'm alone.. i want to do something about it.." suguru admitted before pausing. he didn't want to tell the truth about what he thought of doing, it would just lead [name] to hate him.

then, suguru heard the water sloshing and splashing about until he felt something wrap around him. it was [name], of course. [name] pulled suguru into a hug, holding him as close as he could. "i'm sorry, suguru. i'm sorry that you feel that way.." [name] whispers to suguru. "you're not alone.. you have us. gojo, shoko.. and me." [name] sighed, resting against suguru's shoulder as he continued to hug the other boy. "we're always here so you can talk to us. i'm here for you, always." [name] whispers and it plays in suguru's mind over and over again. suguru just wanted to kiss [name] so badly. [name]'s words were so intimate, yet [name] didn't even know the effect he had on suguru.

suguru hums and he rests his chin on the top of [name]'s head, reciprocating the hug. "thank you again, [name]. your words reassure me. i needed that, a lot." suguru sighed, continuing to hold [name] in his arms as [name] held suguru in his own.

"i really want to kiss you.." suguru confessed in a whisper, his cheeks immediately going a light pink instead of pale as he spoke. [name]'s eyes opened wide and he backed away from the hug slightly, some water tipping out of the bath tub. "what? what did you say? you want to kiss me?" [name] was taken aback, but he should've seen it coming. he was the one who suggsted such a romantic and intimate thing such as a bath in the first place.

yet, [name] didn't back away. he wasn't afraid of his feelings anymore. he leaned in closer to suguru to the point where their noses were almost touching. "do it, then. kiss me." [name] whispered back, hoping suguru would kiss him.

...and kiss him he did.

suguru leaned in, just as [name] did, and he finally made their lips meet. it felt like heaven. both boys were just melting at eachother's touch. all the unspoken feelings coming to light as they stayed in the bath. it was perfect, better than anything the boys could've imagined.

once the two of them pulled away, suguru was smiling so much that his cheeks start to hurt. "that was.. great." he whispered before pulling [name] in for another kiss, which [name] gladly accepted.

the two boys kept kissing in the bath, smiling and laughing. all in all, they were just enjoying eachother's company for what felt like the first time in years. it was great.

"do you want to go and grab food with me someday?" geto asked, grinning slightly as he looked at [name]. "as in a date?" [name] tilted his head to which suguru nodded in response. "sure, sounds good to me." [name] hummed, holding suguru close in a hug again.

as the weeks, months and years went past, shoko and gojo never stopped teasing the two. suguru and [name] could never catch a break. but, it all happened because of the shared bath. the bath [name] and suguru were so glad they shared...

☆ author's note: i feel like writing a highschool au gojo..

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☆ touches

astarion x male reader [he / him]

sypnosis: astarion doesn't remember the last time he felt the touch of someone that wasn't for sexual purposes. he hopes to remember all of [name]'s touches. (meant to be viewed as romantic)

the lowercase is intentional !

astarion doesn't remember the last time he's felt the sweet, loving touch of another. for the past 200 years it's just been touches of agony, or touches of sexual pleasure. nothing else.

but, then there was [name]. a man he met right after the nautiloid crashed, and he's been travelling with the other ever since then.

astarion had grown quite fond of [name], but he wasn't going to admit that. he couldn't admit that because he quite frankly didn't know how to. all he knew about loving another was just seducing and manipulating them so they'd sleep with him, trust him forever. astarion didn't know true love yet.

a sigh escapes the vampire spawn's lips as he rests at his tent. he's reading through a book, sipping from his goblet, wine pouring down his throat and for some reason astarion just can't get [name] out of his head.

he wants to care for the man, to be held by the man. he didn't just want something sexual with [name]. he wanted something romantic, something sweet and innocent. something that wasn't like anything else had experienced. something new.

astarion shook his head, trying to shake off the thoughts that were plaguing him. he couldn't think of another like this, it was unusal and nothing at all like him.

[name] noticed the small look of sadness that was plastered on astarion's face. it was something different - [name] never noticed the vampire spawn to have such an expression. naturally, the man was concerned for his companion.

"astarion?" [name] said as he approached the said male, a small smile on his face as he got closer to astarion. he tried to reassure him with his words and the look on his face, not make him any more upset than he already was.

"is something wrong, darling?" astarion replied, his face immediately being wiped of any sign of saddness or discomfort. he was hiding his true feelings, like always.

[name] studied astarion's face well, looking him up and down to see the hint of sadness that was on his face before. astarion's face didn't show it, he hid it. but his eyes told his secrets.

"you.. there's something wrong isn't there?" [name] responded to astarion's question with another question, crossing his arms over his chest. "i won't pry.. but i'm worried for you astarion. i've never seen you, well, upset before." [name] sighed, a small frown now forming on his lips.

astarion was surprised with [name]'s answer, to say the least. he didn't expect the man to be so perceptive of everything, let alone of someone like astarion.

the gesture warmed astarion's cold heart, and astarion felt like it was beating again. nobody had ever made him feel such a way these past 200 years. nobody cared about what astarion felt or wanted, they only cared about torturing him or trying to get into bed with him.

"i care for you, astarion. truly." [name] continued as he took a few, cautious steps forward, not wanting to startle astarion. "i'm here for you, and i want to help you with whatever it is you're upset about." the male carried on speaking gently before he took ahold of both of astarion's pale hands, stroking them.

astarion felt like he was melting. [name]'s soft touches were just doing it for him, he wanted to stay like this for as long as possible. he wanted to remember this moment for as long as he lived. he was finally being touch with such gentleness, such softness and love. he felt as if his heart was actually beating again.

"it's nothing, my dear. just.. something silly. it's nothing, really." astarion smiles at [name], but the other is not convinced at all by the elf's words.

"i don't think it's nothing, astarion. you were upset and even if it is something.. i still want to hear it." [name] insists, even though he said a few moments prior that he wouldn't pry if astarion didn't feel like it. he still held the elf's hands in his own, never wanting to let go.

astarion submit to [name]'s words and soft touches. he couldn't say no to the man infront of him, even if he tried, and he tried, and he tried again. it wouldn't work.

astarion sighs and he shakes his head, taking a deep breath before speaking up again. "it's just.. i wished to have someone touch me in a more romantic, non sexual way. but.. you've fulfilled all of my desires, love. so there's nothing else to be said." the vampire spawn expresses his worries, a smile on his face as he speaks to [name].

[name] nods and listens intently to what astarion has to say about his worries. [name] feels sorry for astarion, how could he not? the other knew nothing of kindness, nothing of love and non-sexual intimacy for 200 years. he had been tortured, sleeping with other people without ever feeling the love of another.

"well, i'm glad i can help you, star." [name] replies with a whisper, a hand moving up to touch astarion's cheek. his touch is soft, warm and everything astarion wanted. the vampire spawn never wanted this to end. he wanted to stay like this forever, even if he had mentioned that to himself multiple times before.

"thank you." astarion says back to the man infront of him, his voice slightly breaking as his smile wobbles on his lips. he truly feels that this is the life he wants for the rest of eternity. he wants nothing else but these touches and sweet, sweet words.

[name] hums and he continues to stroke astarion's cheek tenderly, his eyes filled with love for the other man. he also didn't want this moment to end, as much as astarion didn't want it to end.

"you don't have to thank me. i'll always be glad to be by your side, and show you as much love as you need. whether that be touches, words or anything else that you need." [name] whispers into astarion's ear before placing a sweet kiss on astarion's cheek. his words were true and sincere, full of a love that astarion hadn't felt in so long.

astarion nods along to [name]'s words, savouring the moment for what felt like forever. he wanted to savour it for forever, he wanted to remember it for forever and all of the moments similar to this one that would follow after.

"i want to remember all of these moments.. all of these touches for forever." astarion confesses, his words almost hushed so only [name] could hear them and nobody else at camp. it felt like they were the only two people there.

"then, i'll keep giving you new moments to remember too. for as long as possible." [name] responds, a feeling of truth and honestly behind his words. astarion definitely wouldn't be opposed to having more touches, words and memories shared with [name]. it would be simply wonderful. perfect even.

astarion knows he will remember the new memories of having felt the sweet, loving touch of another. for the next 200 years and beyond, he will remind himself of [name] and every moment they shared. they love that they had for eachother.

astarion is sure to remember.

☆ author's note: hope you guys enjoy my first bg3 fic! astarion is who i am currently romancing on my first try too. i'm looking forward to romancing wyll next, all of his scenes just seem so sweet. the dancing.. might write something about it. keep requesting too!

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☆ the wolf in sheep's clothing [part two]

fyodor dostoevsky x male reader [he / him]

sypnosis: part two of a wolf in sheeps clothing.

the lowercase is intentional !

[part one]

days, weeks and months had passed by since fyodor's first encounter with [name]. ever since then, fyodor couldn't stop thinking of [name]. he was practically infatuated by the priest and his obscure preachings.

fyodor was interested. he was interested in both [name] and the man's preachings. he couldn't help but want more of them. he wanted to listen to more of [name], he wanted to be around [name] more. but of course, it was only for the sessions, right? fyodor didn't want to believe he was actually.. attracted to [name]. he refused to believe it. it was all just for the preachings is what fyodor made himself believe.

it was a regular evening, which meant another one of [name]'s preaching sessions that fyodor was looking forward to once again.

fyodor made his way to [name]'s church and he walked inside. the place hadn't changed much in the past few months. it was the same building, with more or less the same people inside. he had been in the building so much he could practically nagvigate the whole area blindfolded.

fyodor scanned the room, hoping to see where [name] was and he eventually spotted the man. fyodor walked up to him with a smile and a wave.

"good evening, [name]. it's nice to see you again." fyodor spoke, his voice nice and smooth. it was like music to [name]'s ears, a very pleasant song that [name] would have on repeat.

[name] nodded, smiling back at the man that had bumped into him many months ago. "good evening, fyodor." the man replied back before walking over to a pedistool to set up for his new speech.

fyodor followed [name]. he knew [name] wouldn't start until around half an hour passed, so fyodor decided a little more conversation wouldn't hurt.

"how have you been?" fyodor asked, still smiling at [name]. the black haired male's smile was quite unsettling, but so was [name]'s nature so it equalled out.

"fine, as always." [name] hummed, shuffling things around clumsily to get his whole 'stage' prepared for him. [name] believed his pedistool, his altar was a stage. he wanted to believe it was a stage, and that im a few years time the word of his new, true religion would spread. but, that was unlikely.

fyodor watched intently as [name] set up.

it was always like this. he always watched the other man get ready. fyodor watched how [name] would shuffle around multiple pieces of paper of his speeches, how he straightened himselt up.

fyodor was fascinated, to say the least. he enjoyed watching [name] do all of his tasks and devote himself to his cultist ideology. fyodor was definitely interested.

[name] looked up from his pedistool as he finished and he smiled. "you should go sit down, i'm almost ready now. i'm sure you'll like this session just as you like the others." [name] said to fyodor.

fyodor nodded and he walked over to the benches that were littered across the hall. he sat in his usual space where he got a clear view of [name]. he loved sitting there, sitting somewhere where he could see the person he was most interested in (for multiple reasons).

[name] watched as fyodor walked over to his usual seat before he walked over to the bathroom. he freshened himself up so he didn't look that bad infront of all of his followers. he then walked out and got to his stage.

[name] cleared his throat before he spoke to all of his followers.

"good evening all!" he calls out, his voice filling the room. everyone immediately turns to look at [name], amazed by his voice already.

"thank you all for coming. i can't wait to tell you some new things our true god has let me know!" [name] continued, a wicked glint in his eyes that most people looked past. they were too captivated by his voice to care about the nonsense he was going to talk about.

as [name] spoke, fyodor couldn't help but get more and more mesmerised by the man. the way [name] spoke was so captivating, the way he looked was just.. perfect. fyodor loved every second of it. he loved being around [name], listening to his preaches.

after the speech was over, everyone cheered. everyone applauded and called out [name]'s name, loving what he had just spoken.

everyone left, but not fyodor. fyodor walked up to [name] and applauded, smiling at the man.

"that was an amazing speech, [name]." fyodor spoke, his words smooth and pleasing to [name]'s ears. "you never fail to impress me." fyodor hummed, smirking at [name] now.

[name] chuckled, feeling flattered by fyodor's words. he smiled back and nodded at the other man.

"why thank you, you never fail to flatter me." [name] responded, being just as flirty as fyodor was being just a second ago.

fyodor then realised, in that moment, that he was definitely into [name].

it was just because of the preachings or the sessions, it was because [name] was truly captivated.

fyodor was completely infatuated. he needed [name] now, or else he didn't know what he would do. it was like he was craving the other man, longing for him. he'd do anything he'd have to for [name].

fyodor then chuckled and he stepped closer to [name], putting a hand on his cheek and stroking it gently.

"you know.. i could give you something else to worship if you'd like." fyodor whispered into [name]'s ear, leaning in closer with that smirk still on his face.

[name]'s eyes widen briefly, but then he looks at fyodor, returning the smirk to him.

"oh, i'd love to see." [name] chuckled and then he leaned even closer, closing the gap between his and fyodor's face with a kiss.

the wolf in sheep's clothing definitely had more things than just his false god to worship now and fyodor now had [name] wrapped around his finger.

☆ author's note: i'm so sorry this took so long.. i hope you like it @ kaeiyokotoro ! i didn't know how to make a p2 so i really tried my best. keep requests coming !

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seems that astarion won so i'll make sure i post something hopefully by the end of the week for him! thank you all for voting :)

sorry for not posting in a while. i currently have a few works in the making so i was just curious about what you guys would want first ! i'll aim to get stuff posted by the weekend.

☆ good things never last

dion lesage x male reader [he / him]

sypnosis: you knew it was going to end. your relationship with dion was going to end sooner or later. so why did it have to hurt so bad? (meant to be viewed as romantic / ex - lovers)

the lowercase is intentional !

- minor ffxvi spoilers under the cut

"i believe we should end this, [name]." dion spoke in a soft and gentle tone. his tone was familiar to your ears, of course. he was your lover for months now and he only spoke to you in this way. yet, it seemed as if he was mocking this sweet tone by the harsh reality of his words.

your face dropped slightly. you knew dion was going to end this relationship sooner or later. but, you didn't want it to be this soon. you loved him too much, you wanted to stay with him forever. although, that would never be possible, of course. two men in a romantic relationship in the world of valisthea - one a prince, one the prince's loyal knight.

"of course.." you reply. your voice is barely a whisper - you're not even sure if dion can hear what you're saying. your heart is breaking away, piece by piece. "i just didn't think this was going to end so soon.."

dion's ears pick up your words and he sighs. he walks over to you and he takes your hands in his own. "i'm sorry, [name]. i truly am. but you know of our situation, you always have." he can't meet your eyes. the prince feels ever so guilty about his words, but he knows he can't take them back.

"couldn't we try to make this work?" you ask, your voice breaking. just like your heart. "don't you think we could try, at least?" a few tears started to well in your eyes, threatening to spill. you tried to look strong infront of dion, infront of the prince, infront of your lover. but, you couldn't right now. his words hurt you, more than anything.

dion sighed again. he wanted to agree with you, but reality wasn't always that easy. "[name], you know we can't. the situation with olivier being emperor, the war with odin, just my duties as prince.. it's all pilling up. i can't keep doing this. it'll hurt us more in the end if we keep going on like this." dion shook his head, moving one of his hands to place it on your cheek. he started to stroke it gently. "i'm sorry, [name]." he spoke quieter than before. the prince felt just as vulnerable as you did.

"of course.. i understand." you choke out. dion's touch is too much. you finally start to break down infront of him and show him how vulnerable you feel in that moment. tears stream down your face before you wrap your arms around dion's body, trying to hold him close, even if it was just one last time.

"i just.. i just wish i was a woman. maybe then our love wouldn't have to be be a secret." you mumble against the prince's chest, his blouse now stained with your tears. "this may sound selfish, but i wish you weren't a noble either. we could've actually been happy.. this wouldn't of had happened." more and more tears fell as you spoke to the point where no more words would come out, just sobs.

dion felt himself breaking down too. he wanted to cry, to kiss you, to say how he truly felt. but he knew he couldn't. the two of you had to end this relationship once and for all, no matter how hard it would be for the both of you. "maybe in another life, [name]. maybe then we'd be happy together." he whispered.

all you could remember was the good times with him. all the times you two sneaked around to be with eachother. all of the stolen kisses, hugs and sweet words. were they just going to be thrown away and disregarded now because you two were no longer an item? you couldn't bear that thought.

you wished things were different. you wished you had never fallen for the prince in the first place. his charm, his looks, his everything - you wished you didn't fall for him, but it was too late. you fell for him. you fell for him hard which is why it made everything worse.

"i wish i didn't fall for you.." you whisper, lifting your head up to meet dion's glossy eyes. "i wish i hadn't met you, then maybe this wouldn't be so unbearable." you continue, a few stray tears falling from your face where dion is quick to wipe them away. oh how much you hated that he was such a charmer. even in moments like these your heart still managed to flutter..

dion then leans in, pressing your lips against his for a final kiss. a final, bittersweet kiss. it left a bad taste in your mouth. yet, you lean forward too and kiss the prince back. dion tastes the salt of your tears on your lips. it's the first time he's every kissed you and tasted such a thing, but it would be the last too.

after a few moments, you reluctantly pull away, not wanting this to drag on any longer than it should. "i guess this is goodbye then, dion." you sigh, quickly wiping the tears from your face with the sleeve of your dress shirt. "i.. i hope you find happiness, your majesty." you spoke, adressing dion by one of his many titles.

the prince nods at you after hearing your words. "of course. i wish you the same, [name]." he smiles, but a pain is in his eyes. he doesn't want to let you go, and he knows you don't want to let him go either. "i shall be off then, i have duties to attend to." dion says before bowing at you, acting as if you were the true prince. he then takes your hand and kisses it quickly before walking away. he makes it short, trying not to hurt himself or you any more.

more tears flow down your face as you watch your now past lover leave. "why do the good things always have to end..?" you think to yourself, not knowing dion is thinking of the same question.

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☆ author's note: i love dion so, so much. he's my favourite gay dragon. i don't know but this was a quick idea so i hope you like it? there's like no dion x male reader, it feels like a crime. requests and any other stuff will probably be updated on the weekends more often than weekdays.