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Tumblr won’t let me reply to you on my post but I just wanted to say I would totally read a Tye fic you wrote, I love him

Yayyyy!! I love him and haven't seen the third season but I've heard there's no Tye content 😔. It's gonna be a crossover with MCU.

it’s only ep2 Sari holy wow

I AM MAKING THE WEEPING MONK IMAGINES DO NOT FRET MY CHILDREM

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Hamish Duke x Cambion! Fem! Reader, part 3 [FINALE]

"You're coming with us. In chains," One of the disciples threatened (Y/N) and grabbed her by her arm, to which Hamish shoved him.

"I don't think so," His eyes lit up, Tundra growling and ready to let loose.

"Hamish, I'm fine. Let's go," She put her hand on his shoulder and he was immediately calm, not hesitating when he took her hand and walked out of the Den.

It's been three months since that day and Hamish and (Y/N) were attached at the hip. He grew fond of the Cambion woman in his life, admiring her strengths and how she took no bullshit, sometimes letting his eyes wander her gorgeous frame.

But then reminding himself that (Y/N) is immortal, and she probably had some sort of plan for the previous Tundra so that they could be together forever.

(Y/N), however, was in a panic. Turns out she was wrong about the previous Tundra, that he wasn't the one. It was Hamish. And how did she know?

Her heart started beating.

With her ex lover, she never felt it beat but felt so much love for him that she disregarded the one rule of soul mates for demons.

Only a true one, a soul mate, can make a demon or Cambions heart beat.

"He wasn't too harsh with you? You won't bruise?" Hamish asked, genuine concern in his eyes as he looked down at her.

And she felt her heart speed up.

"I'll be fine, e-everything is fine. Let's just go see what Vera wants."

Things went smoothly, despite you wanting Vera dead because of how she smelled around Hamish.

Like a horny teenager.

"You can go-"

"Thank Lucifer," You sighed, getting up.

"Hamish, I need you to-" You whipped around.

"What? No!" You burst out, making Hamish quirk his brow.

"Excuse me?"

"Hamish isn't your lapdog, Vera. He needs time to himself, to the pack-"

"The Knights of The Order-"

"The Knights of St. Christopher," You cut her off with a harsh glare.

"(Y/N), please, I'm fine," Hamish tried to reassure you.

"No, you're not! Vera has turned your greatest fear against you! You're her pupp-!"

"That is quite enough! Leave!" Vera knew you caught onto her plan and stood up. She couldn't have the Werewolves against her.

Not again.

"Hamish, please. . .Lucifer, I have never been so scared about my own feelings before, but. . .my heart started beating. Because of you," You revealed, feeling it race a million miles an hour as he stood there and finally caught onto what you were saying.

"It wasn't the previous Tundra. . .it was you," But he didn't say anything.

And so you left.

Not back home, but to the den.

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"He's an idiot if he doesn't come find you. Your heart beats because he's your soulmate!" Randall emphasized.

"I just. . .I just wish he could see what I see whenever Vera takes him away."

"I do," You flinched when you heard Hamish voice.

"I'll leave you two alone," Randall patted your back before leaving the Den, and Hamish sat neside you but you refused to look up.

"I'm such a dumbass. I was blinded by her magic, and I am so sorry I didn't see it sooner. . .I'm also sorry that I didn't even notice your heartbeat."

"How could you notice it?" You snifled.

"My hearing. I always heard it, but I never linked it to me. . .(Y/N)," He slipped his hand into yours.

"How will we work? You're immortal, and sure, the Hides slow down our aging but-" You looked up.

"You. . .you like me?"

He smiled shyly, "I have for the last few months, but I could never bring it to myself to accept that I fell for you."

"It's not because I'm a Cambion?" You chuckled dryly.

"No, of course not. But, no matter what happens, I just want you to know that I like you. Hell, I think I love you, (Y/N)," Hamish revealed, and in that moment, you kissed him.

His lips were far softer than you could ever imagine, fitting perfectly against yours as they moved in sync. His hands immediately went to your hips while yours kept a grip on his button up.

"I love you too," You breathed out, finally tearing yourself from him.

"And I'm not immortal. Our Cambion lives are limited to five hundred years, and I only have a hundred years left," You revealed.

Hamish teared up, so happy that he finally found the woman that was meant for him and he can spend the rest of his life with her. He embraced you in a hug, happy to finally stop being alone and let himself feel for once without being afraid of it.

"I can't wait to spend my life with you," He kissed your head.

"I've waited a bit too long," You joked, letting your smile shine through to him and only him.

Weeping Monk/Lancelot x Fey Princess! Reader.

The Weeping Monk was assigned to protect Princess (Y/N) of Scotland, one of the enemies of England but in the works of becoming powerful allies through marriage. Scotland was too dangerous during this war against the Fey, so her parents sent her off with two chests of gold to the Cardenal to ensure her safety.

And she was under strict orders to not turn.

(Y/N) hummed as she bathed in the crystal waters of a nearby lake. She hadn't bathed for three days and felt so dirty.

"Will you not bathe after me?" She called out to the Weeping Monk, she stayed with his back facing her as to not see the princess nude.

That was something only her future husband could see.

And like always, he didn’t respond.

"I'm finished," She said, getting up and grabbing the towel on the branch and wrapping herself in it.

She taught herself how to tie her own corset, with no maids around and nothing but perverted Red Paladins, she didn't want to ask.

As she was tying her corset, she reached for her gown but then made a mistake and slipped. He heard her gasp and saw that she would land on some rocks, and being paid to do this and will certainly die if she's harmed, he quickly grabbed her hand, but then fell himself.

She gasped, not from the water or pain, but the fact that she finally saw him so close. His body was pressed against hers, the water making him wet and leaving no room between them. His hair fell out and revealed beautiful flowing locks and gorgeous blue eyes.

And out of habit, out of the nature of her species, her eyes turned gold.

"Get up," He grabbed her and helped her up, really needing to change and do. . .something else to help his situation, but also trying to shake off what he just saw.

Did her eyes really glow? Or was it just his fascination for the princess messing with his mind?

"Hurry. We have to make camp before nightfall," He told her as he walked away, trying to get the image of her out of his head.

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All you thought about was him. The Weeping Monk plagued your mind, especially after that encounter. But it was him figuring out that the heir to Scotlands throne was a Fey is what terrified you so much.

"Sleep well, Princess."

"Thank you," You smiled, waiting for the last Paladin to fall asleep before you grabbed your bag and started running.

Surely after that, he would slaughter you in your sleep, and you couldn’t take the chances on whether you would live to see the sun.

But, he planned this.

He knew that if you were truly Fey, then you would try to run. But, you were different. He always saw you holding back tears each time he slaughtered towns of Fey families, and always admired you for empathizing with their pain. But, now he figured out why.

"You're a Fey."

You suddenly stopped, hearing his voice right infront of you.

How did he-?

"How is the heiress to Scotland a Fey?" Even though he wasn't trying to sound menacing, you already had a tear running down your cheek.

"My. . .my mother is a Fey. The Queen," You whimpered as he got closer and you stared at the ground.

You didn't want your last moments to be staring at the man you've grown feelings for.

"Why do you watch as they suffer?" He questioned.

And that's when you broke down.

He didn't know what to do. He certainly couldn't comfort you, he is the reason for your tears after all.

"My father is a cruel man. That bastard has a kink for Fey kind, so he married my mother for his own pleasure! He does not care about us, only that his needs are met. . .even by his own blood," That last sentence made him snap.

Your own father, flesh and blood, a man who is supposed to vow to protect you, used you for his own sick desires? His own daughter?

And yet you were never broken on the outside. Lancelot always saw you smiling and happy, but you were in pain.

"These last few months have been t-torturous, but. . .not when I am with you. . .you are so kind to children, so generous and you even give me a smile if I beg for it. . .but why couldn't my father be that way?"

That when he hugged you. You froze for a second, but then relaxed into his arms. His embrace was welcoming, even though his eyes were filled with rage for your father.

"I swear on my life, I will kill that man someday. No one deserves that horridness from their own family. . .I'm sorry."

"You. . .you aren't going to kill me?" You asked.

"I will protect you, my princess. I want to see you rule and make Scotland better for its people, I only ask that I can be around to see it happen," You cracked a small smile.

"Of course. Can this stay between us?"

"As long as I breath, your secret will stay safe."

And began a new friendship and stronger feelings.

a MUCH spicier one will be out soon!!