Smitten ([Fu Xuan X FemReader] Arranged Marriage)

Smitten ([Fu Xuan x FemReader] arranged marriage)

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Des: NO, ACTUALLY SHUT UP BECAUSE AN ARRANGED MARRIAGE WITH FU XUAN. HER BEING ABSOLUTELY SMITTEN WITH HER WIFE GRR BARK BARK

Warnings: none, just poignant sapphic vibes.

Who would have thought that the Master diviner would accept an arranged marriage. For someone to stand beside her, they surely had to be someone of equal status and a strong quality of character. So of course she landed with the most eligible bachelorette. A daughter from a family of great standing and influence in the Xianzhou Luofu.

She could foresee how her future wife would be--but such predictions faltered in comparison to how she actually looked like in person,

As if the aeon of beauty itself materialized before her...

Eyes that glimmered with all the stars of the night sky, giving any onlooker the same star struck feeling upon sight of them. Her hair must've been made from moondust with how it shimmered under their wedding's venue light, just effortlessly gorgeus locks that fell on her shoulders.

And when she spoke, oh god...her voice sounds as crisp, clear, and soothing as water dripping onto stone, and it felt like a gentle chaste kiss to the ears.

Fu Xuan felt herself freeze up at the sight of her bride--whom had a charming flush of red gently sprinkled on her soft complexion, and a soft smile curved on her pretty lips. The poor master felt her heart nearly stop when their eyes met,

"Will you, Fu Xuan, take her as your lawfully wedded wife?"

"Y-yes-I do!" She croaked, rather unbecomingly. Her ears turning an embarrassing red as she notes her blushing bride stiffle a giggle.

"I now annoint you a couple, you may kiss the bride."

Fu Xuan panicked as all rational sense shuts down. It was up to her newly beloved to lean in and seal the deal. With a grin, her wife cups Fu Xuan's face, their lips finally come together and the diviner swears she felt the equivalent of watching the sunrise for the first time. She was stiff at first, not that her wife really minded, she was more so amused, actually.

Eventually, she melts at her touch but then she's being pulled away suddenly. Had she forgetten to breathe? Oh, how she hated her pitiful being for needing air to part from those lips...

Her eyes open and she sees that dreamy sight of her again...the world slowly coming back to her as the sounds of people cheering returns. She couldn't help herself and unconsciously pouts at the separation. Never mind the crowd of people clapping for them, she wants her wife to hold her captive again.

Honestly, between you and her, she couldn't tell who really benefitted the most from this arranged marriage. If she had to choose, it would definitely be this very fortunate Master diviner.

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Headcanons cause i need to get this out of my brain before mass:

• Cannot say no to her lover, her darling, her doting wife

• She'll never admit how much power such a woman holds on her, not that's it needed since it's painfully clear when all her attention and word is dedicated to her wife at the slightest mention.

• Will utter, "oh, my dearest likes that" or "that's my love's favorite..." cause there's a part of her brain reserved just for her.

• Her marriage can best be put as a healthy obsession. No one knows how it works, we all accept that it does and that's that <3

• Wonders everyday who she has to thank for her beloved to be in her life. Should she start praising aeons, fate, or her parents? Where to start...

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Not me posting this from my church's bathroom before going to mass, ahAha.