WHY DONT YOU GIVE ME A SMILE? (ACT 1)

WHY DON’T YOU GIVE ME A SMILE? (ACT 1)

YANDERE! BATFAM x JINX (ARCANE/LEAGUE)-ESQUE! READER

A lil’ platonic yanderes harley and joker in the mix too hehe

gender neutral reader.

cw/tw: mentally ill reader. reader has schizophrenia. reader has a massive fear of abandonment. harley and joker only feed to that. a r s o n among other crimes. gaslighting. manipulation. implied r*pe (by reader im so sorry you guys) reader is interested in all genders.

summary: meet jinx, gotham’s loudest, most explosive villain. no one knows who they really are, or if jinx is really even their name. but one thing’s for sure — they’ve got a lot of people chasing after them and their reasons aren’t so noble.

status: unedited

Considering Jinx was inspired by Harley Quinn. You’re probably her protégé. Her darling little child with Joker.

YOUR ORIGINS:

She saw you in the aftermath of the explosion. Cold and alone. Fire roaring behind you despite the heavens pouring its heart out, as if it was desperately trying to wash your tears and pain away.

She saw your bruises and a girl a little older than you walk away.

Her heart ached for you. No child deserved to be put in that kind of position, so she stepped in and made herself known.

“ I . . . I only wanted to help . . . Don’t leave me . . . Don’t . . .

You muttered.

Joker, who came here to marvel at the chaos such an explosion would present smiles maniacally.

You. You were the one that did this.

This beautiful wreckage and an equally beautiful child.

You were practically begging to be moulded into a weapon.

You charged at them both as they got closer, and while Harley was ready to defend her man - even hurt you if she has to - they did not expect what came next.

You just, held unto Joker’s right leg.

“ She’s not my sister . . . No . . . if she was she wouldn’t leave me . . . “

You were far too emotional for his liking. But nonetheless. A boon can always be found in a curse. That is, your desire for revenge.

He takes one look at Harley before picking your small body into his arms.

“ Who cares about fools like them, little one? They don’t matter in the grand scheme of things.”

His smile never stopped widening, yet even as a kid you never saw it as creepy or unnerving. In fact, it only reminded you of the smiles you used to draw on your nail bombs.

“All we ever truly have is ourselves. “

“So, smile. Don’t let your tears bring you down.”

Moulding you into the perfect weapon was easy.

Having a psychiatrist as a partner did help a lot in your development.

All it took was a few reminders of that fateful day before you began obediently following their rules and instructions.

You were a genius and since Harley kept protesting against it. You weren’t baptized into a vat of acid like the couple was.

Now, Harley and Joker are the worst possible parents you can ask for. So unlike Arcane’s Jinx. You are way way more unhinged. Not to mention, horny and materialistic.

As you grew up, you began to take interest in intentionally hurting people just for the sake of it. Stealing things was just a normal Tuesday for you. Being successful in your endeavors for once, and having bigger stacks of cash felt exhilarating.

The women and men were amazing. Your pseudo parents being who they were, didn’t really care if you were a sexual deviant or a pervert. When your hormones started kicking in they let you do whatever you want. Even giving you some of the people he held hostage as a toy to play with. If you have the capability of getting someone pregnant/or getting pregnant yourself they wouldn’t really care about the baby but you knew them well enough to know they’d use the kid as a way to manipulate you so you were careful in that aspect anyhow.

Harley noticed that when laying with women you’d often call out your sister’s name or call them sis by itself.

Sick. Disgusting. Is what a normal mother would think after finding out such a fact.

But to her you were just growing up so quickly. She had convinced Joker to go ahead and kill your sibling a long time ago behind your back and was growing anxious with the thought of you hating her and ruining this happy family dynamic (she had in her head)!

So she starts bringing you to more heists in disguise. Always keeping a close eye on you so that if any of those stupid heroes and vigilantes get any close, and you too far. She’d know as soon as possible.

It’s safe to say you grew up pretty spoiled, but even then you were hungry for more.

You see, even if they (Harley and Joker) weren’t careful with their “parenting” approach. They were careful with keeping you hidden from the Dark Knight himself.

Not that they were scared you’d get hurt. They could always nurse you back up again. Harley actually enjoyed the times you’d gotten in the cross fire. More time to take care of you in her arms.

They were mostly scared of the Dark Knight stealing you. Afraid that he’ll take you away and turn you into a goody-two-shoes they wouldn’t recognize anymore.

So as much as you were more involved it still felt like they were babying you.

It was your situation with you family all over again

But this time, this time you’ll show them…

You weren’t weak. And it’ll do them good to remember that.

YOUR RIVALRIES:

You made your debut at around the time Tim was still Robin.

You were his very own Joker. A menace deal with. A person that only cared for the thrill that came with hurting and killing masses.

You were terrible. Evil. A demon he had to exorcise from this world.

A demon he fell hopelessly in love with.

He didn’t know how his feelings came to be. It may have been the amount of stress and pressure he was facing coupled with having to deal with your ass every damn day whether directly or indirectly. But he found himself yearning to see you at times. Getting warm when he thought of you. He felt solace knowing that no matter how many times he’d attempt to tear you down completely, you’d still come back to face him once again.

He was so guilty of his feelings. How could he fall for someone as heinous as you? You were the worst of the worst. But somehow that made things so much more better.

You were a taboo. A vice he couldn’t have. The thought of entering such a forbidden relationship excited him just cause it was just that — forbidden , a temptation that should always stay like that.

He somehow manages to gain the self control to stay away from you for a while.

But then came Damian and he was set to replaced. Just like that.

“Wow there Timmy Boy. You look like shit.”

“J-Jinx?! Why are you here? How do you know my name?!” He asked as if he didn’t know every single detail about you himself.

“I have to know my little birdie well don’t I?”

“What kind of archnemesis would Jinx be to their little Robin if they didn’t do a lil’ research?” You spoke in a higher, cutesy voice as if you were your handgun that you’ve affectionally named Zapper.

“Right you are Zapper! I would be a terrible rival. That wouldn’t do for a hero as great as Timmy!”

He thought that all his work was all for naught. All the hours he spent trying to prove himself was gone so fast.

But you reminded him of his place in this world. Of his position as a hero. Your rival.

The warmth in your eyes when you looked at him sealed the deal. There was no coming from this. He was yours as you were his.

“Only I can hurt you like this, toots. Don’t forget that.”

Little did you know that Tim took those words to heart and never let anyone else hurt him (and stay alive).

“Big Bat can replace you but you’ll always be the Robin in my heart !” You winked at him, signaling with one of your manicured fingers for him to smile. Which ended up almost scratching your cheeks.

Tim was confused (incredibly flustered, not to mention har—), why were you so kind to him all of a sudden. He knew you were the playful type but you were usually ruthless when it came to battle. You weren’t one to play with food for too long. For you to excuse him, much less help him in such a state.

Who were you and what did you do to his Jinx?

“OW hEy! I swear if you put that there Pow-Pow— I’ll—“ Tim heard you screeching out of view.

Scratch his doubts. Yep, you were definitely still his Jinx.

The Dark Knight knew who you were from the beginning.

He had his suspicions even before you came into the scene. With your knack to tag everything with neon spray-paints.

At first he thought you were a simple thug that Joker and Harley picked up. But the way they were sheltering you made it seem otherwise.

The regret he felt knowing that you were basically a child in their filthy hands and was now far too gone to save was immense.

If only he knew. You wouldn’t be in this situation.

While he was “dead” he found himself looking into you more. About the death of your biological parents and the way your sister abandoned you to Harley and Joker.

He felt pity for your childhood and a sense of kinship. Sure the incident may have been your fault but you were a child. How could you have known your actions would have such terrifying consequences.

If only you knew him when you were younger.

If only.

He was sure you’d be one of the greatest vigilantes alive.

“I knew you were alive.”

You looked down at Batman, staring while both of you were being doused by the rain. Thunder accompanying the sound of conversation.

He takes a defensive stance.

“I’m not going to fight ya, that’s Joker’s thing. And I know he’ll grill my ass if I stole his archnemesis.”

“What a loser!”

“Hey! He took us in. We should be more grateful!”

Bruce looked at you as you talked with a new, rather large, shark shaped gun. He had memorized the names of all your “companions” by now and was oddly excited and slightly unnerved by the new one.

“So, why’d you leave? Was it . . . was it on purpose?”

“No.”

“Then come back.”

He almost dropped all his plans with the way you told him that.

“Tim needs you . . . and your other sons too or whatever.”

“Come with me.”

“You crazy, old bat? Why would I—“

“I know what it feels like to have no family. Harley doesn’t love you. Joker doesn’t love anyone.”

“Do you?”

“I do.”

“Well tough luck man. I don’t give a shit about love.”

You dropped down to his level. A thud resounds, loud enough to cut through the rainfall and thunder.

“Cause love never gave a shit about me.”

“We’ll have to refuse. Just get back to your sons, hero!”

“I’m sorry, perhaps I didn’t make it clear enough—

— I don’t think you have a choice in this matter, [Y/N].”

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Part of Sassy's Haunted Whore Halloween!

TW: Gore, Death, Sexual content, orgy, body modification, violence, physical abuse, mental abuse, domestic abuse, arson, 18+ readers only!

Synopsis: For decades, your little village has been terrorized by an ancient creature. With your Wedding on the way and death in the family, a group of strangers arrive at your home, presenting themselves as more then what they are.

“So, how did it go?” Your mother asked as you felt the house of your future in-laws. “I think it went well.” You smiled. She clapped her hands and led you away. “Excellent~! Oh how envious I am of you (Y/n), when I was your age, every girl want to court-”

You tunned her out so you could listen to your own thoughts. You absolutely hated it. Your fiance was a narcissistic prick who couldn’t stop looking at himself through his blade. His father had a beer belly from years of constant drinking and his mother couldn’t stop telling you what you could fix about yourself.

You were pretty sure you wouldn’t have been in this situation if your mother hadn’t been an old flame of the head man. You were positive about that. Your mother would constantly prattle on and on about how much of a handsome warrior he was back then, how he would make sweet passionate love to her before he was ‘forced’ to marry that ‘witch’ and she had to settle for your father.

But the sad fact was, your mother was quite delusional. Your mother, while god bless her is beautiful in your eyes, was nothing compared to the headman’s current wife who was beautiful, graceful and came from a wealthy family. Your mother never stood a chance.

As you arrived home, you saw your father carving something on the porch with your older brother. “Hello father.” You smiled, jogging up the stairs to the porch and giving your father a kiss on the head. He smiled and rubbed your arm. “How are you my dear.”

Your father was always a quiet man, a humble man. He made his living as a hunter, there was always a new pelt in the living room and you always had meat for dinner so that was one thing to thank your father for. Your brother on the other hand was rambunctious and stubborn. He liked to pass on dad’s achievements as his and get all the bragging rights. He was also best friends with Shion, your fiance.

“Hey dad, are we heading out to hunt today?”

“Not tonight son, I don’t like how those clouds look and besides, did you not hear about the Gadomune’s children?” Your father informed, continuing to carve the stake in his hand. “Horrible thing to happen to a parent, losing not one but two children.”

“It's their fault for not keeping their kids indoors during the night, not with the beast lurking about.” Your brother commented.

“Kida! That's a horrible thing to say!” You scolded.

The beast, an ancient creature that has haunted this land for what some say centuries. Ever since you were a little girl, you have heard stories about the vicious creature. How it stalks the dead of night looking for its next victim, anyone out past the curfew would more than likely become its next victim.

Those who attempt to hunt the beast are never found and those who are become nothing but a bile of bones.

“What? I’m just saying. If you were a good parent, you would have taught your kids the importance of not going out past the curfew.” He argued. “But still, they were young, they don’t know the dangers of-”

“Enough, (Y/n), Kida is right. It's their fault for not being more careful. I’ll be making supper now.”

Your brother and your mother went inside, leaving you and your father. You sat in your brother’s seat and huffed. “It's not fair, father. Mother always takes Kida’s side. You have to admit, what he said was horrible.”

“I will not deny it dear, it was not a nice thing to say. But you know your mother. He’s her baby boy.”

“If that's the case, god forbid he finds a wife.”

That made your father laugh, making you smile. You enjoyed these little moments with your father. He looked over at you and rubbed your knee. “Hopefully, when you are married, your husband will do all he can to be worthy of you.”

“And if he isn’t?” You joked.

“I’ll kill him.” Your father stated. You couldn’t tell if he was serious or not but before you could ask, he had already gotten up from his seat and went inside. You could only stare at the snow riddled field your house sat in. When spring arrives, you will be married.

You guess it couldn’t be all bad. You would become the next headman’s wife. You would be respected and all your children will have access to many more opportunities than you. But…

You remember when the topic of children came up in your future in law's house. The discussion of the topic made you sick. Boy! All boys! They said, strong boys to take up the family name. You asked what they would do if you had daughters. They said they would prefer boys but then again, you mentioned you couldn’t control what genders the babies would be.

They said they would of course love any daughters you give to the family but not as much as the sons you would birth. That's what made you sick, how could anyone favor one pacific gender over another. If someone couldn’t love their daughter as much as their son, then they shouldn’t be parents in the first place.

You went inside for your dinner, dreading your future. You could only hope that the only children that came from you were boys in order to appease your future in laws.

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“Awaken…!”

“Awaken..!

“Awaken!”

You sprung up from the confines of your bed and looked around. There was no one there. The only thing you could see was the tapestry on the walls of your small bedroom thanks to the moonlight. You laid back down and covered yourself in your quilts, shaken by the voice in your head.

Was it simply a bad dream? You didn’t know who owned the voice, it sounded familiar yet there was something about the vicious tone it held that made it hard to place. You kept your eyes on the door to your room, what if the voice you heard came from outside?

You shook nervously, hiding yourself in your blankets like a child.

“Come to me…”

You threw the covers off yourself, you know you heard that. You have to do something, get your dad or brother if someone is in the house. You wrapped a shawl around your shoulders and lit a candle, you braved your way into the hallway. There wasn’t a sound or sight of anyone.

You saw the door to your brother's room was open, you peered inside to see your brother fast asleep, an arm over his eyes and a foot hanging out of the bed. It couldn’t have been him that spoke, you know when your brother is pretending to sleep.

Usually to get off from doing chores, to be left to you.

You creeped over to your parents room and silently opened the door to your parents room. You peeked inside, your mother’s head was visible but the space beside her was vacant. Where was your dad?

*Creak*

*Creak*

You heard the sound of your front door open. You shivered and felt your adrenaline rise, what was going on? Was someone exiting or entering your house? Where was dad? Was dad downstairs?

You looked down your spiral staircase, you saw moon light shine through your house, you then began to silently creep down the stairs. Downstairs was vacant but the front door was wide open. You peered outside, hoping for it to be as vacant as your living area.

God forbid, you see a bear, a mountain lion or worse.

The beast.

But to your surprise, you saw your father, staring out at the moon lit sky as the clouds allowed it to peek its head from behind them. “Father?” You whisper before slipping on your boots and making your way outside. Your father stood still like a statue not paying gentle breeze any mind, his focus was on the moon.

“Father..? What are you doing out here?” You questioned. He turned around and he had a gentle smile on his face. “(Y/n)..” He patted you on the head, something he used to do when he was younger. “Where is your brother? Is he not up yet?”

You folded your arms and gave him a confused expression. “Father, what are you talking about? It's the middle of the night. Kida was fast asleep.” Your dad had a look of bewilderment cross his face for a minute before he laughed it off. “Are you sure? You know how he pretends to be asleep?”

“No father, He was asleep. Anyways, I heard a strange voice and I didn’t know if we had an intruder so I went to find you-”

“(Y/n).” Your father had a serious tone in his voice as he grabbed your shoulder. He had something akin to panic and concern. “Please, be honest. Are you positive your brother was asleep?”

His question made you second guess yourself, was Kida asleep?  Whenever Kida pretends to sleep, he’ll snore even though he isn’t a natural snorer. And Kida wasn’t snoring.

“Yes father. Kida was asleep.”

Your father had a look of disbelief before tears began to swell in his eyes. “Father?!” You gasped before he pulled you in for a bear hug. You felt his teardrops on your shoulder but you didn’t hear him sob or wail. You both just stood there for a while, never have you ever seen your father this vulnerable.

You reached your arms around him and returned his affections.

You felt him kiss your forehead and whisper. “Oh (Y/n)... my sweet precious girl…”

He led you back inside the house and brought you back to bed. He had you lie down and he tucked you in, back under your quilts. “Father…. What's wrong?” You whisphered. He caressed your face before running his thick fingers through your hair, something he hadn’t done since you were a child.

“(Y/n)... from now on… you are my main priority…. Everything you’ve ever wanted will be yours and more. I promise…” He kissed you on the head and pulled something from his pocket. It was a golden locket, it had a carving on top. A circle with four arrows pointing north, south, east and west.

It was similar to the one your father wore all the time.

“This is a symbol of our bloodline, keep it with you always. When you have children of your own, pass this on to them.” He instructed, leaving it beside your bed. He got up and left the room, leaving you to your thoughts. Just what was going on? Why was he acting so strange?

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The next day, father and Kida had vanished. Your mother informed you they had gone hunting, which left you with her all day. You went to visit Shion, your fiance and your future in-laws with your mother. Many women had gathered to discuss your wedding. Naturally, your mother in law decided what the flower decorum would be and what kind of dress you should wear.

Your mother went along with this, although she hated her with every fiber of her being, if it meant seeing you married to her lover’s son, she would do it. Sometimes you reckoned it was to live out the fantasy of being married to him,

When the discussion of bridesmaids came up, you went quiet. You used to have many friends but after your engagement to Shion, they grew cold and bitter. The reason for this was because Shion was previously dating one of your friends, Ayaka. They believed you stole Shion right from under her when the truth of the matter was you mother and the headman arranged for this so they could be closer.

But they would not listen to you, instead, they labeled you a homewrecking mistress and stopped talking to you.

“Oh.. umm… I don’t have… any friends…” You muttered quietly. Shion’s mother cooed. “Aw. How sweet, you know she's a keeper when she less likely to gossip~”

“SOMEONE HELP! WE HAVE INJURED!” You heard a roar resonate from within the village. You and everyone else left the comfort of Shion’s home, everyone started to gather when people dragged your father’s injured body through the gates of the village.

“FATHER!” You cried, rushing over to him. He had a large scratch on his shoulder and his eye was bleeding profusely. “What happened?! Who did this to you!?” You wailed as they carried him inside the doctor’s house.

“I… It was… ugh… the beast..” He groaned as the doctor began to work on his wounds. 

“This looks bad, only a wild animal like a bear or a mountain lion could do this.” He informed as the headman came inside the clinic. “Did you not hear the man!? He said it was the beast!” He slurred as your mother rushed in. “Darling!? What happened- Kida! Where’s Kida?!”

The room went silent. Your father was here but Kida never came back. Before you could look to your dad for answers, he was out cold.

“We have to find the boy! Gather all the men! We’re going on a man hunt!” The headman roared, leaving the room.

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You didn’t know how long you were in the doctor's office, you stayed by your father’s bed, changing the wet cloth on his head every so often. Doing everything the doctor advised. His scars were stitched up but his eye was severely damaged. He would most likely never see out of it again.

“Oh father… what happened..?”

You heard fumbling from outside the room, two men barged in, holding your brother who was barely breathing. “Kida!” You gasped. You ran to his side, your mother, the head man and Shion joined you.

“Oh my son! My precious boy! What happened to you!” Your mother wailed. Kida did not look good, he was pale. He had a gaping wound in his stomach and he was missing an arm. You didn’t know how much longer you could look, seeking your brother like this brought you great distraught.

“Me and dad.. Went… hunting. The beast came.. It attacked dad. He told me…to run..but.. It caught up… with me!” You took your brother’s only functioning arm and looked him in the eyes. “Kida, what did the beast look like?”

Everyone seemed on board with your question, no one had ever gotten an accurate description of the beast, but your brother was a first hand witness. “I- it was a wolf..!”

“A wolf..?” Shion questioned.

“Not like any wolf! It- it stood tall above me on all legs! Its fur was white and his eyes….. Were a deep red…!”

A wolf that stood taller than him? But Kida was like 5’11, there's no way there could be a canine larger than him. Your brother began to cough out blood and tears rolled down his eyes. “I- I’m sorry mama!” he cried. Your mother tried to shush him, tell him everything was alright until his hand went limp in yours.

“Kida..?” you whispered.

The doctor rushed over and put two fingers to your brother’s neck. Everyone was frozen as he pulled away with a saddened expression on his face. “I’m afraid he’s gone…”

“NOOOOOOO!!!!!” Your mother screamed, wrapping her arms around the body of her son’s corpse. The headman looked pale in the face before he pulled his son in for a hug. You felt so sick. Tears ran down your face as you ran outside and puked your guts out.

It wasn’t by the fact that he died but how he died. The fear in his face as he met his untimely end. No one should have to die like that. You didn’t want to go back into the doctor’s office, you couldn’t. Not with the smell of death permeating the air, the sight of your injured father, screaming mother or the mutilated corpse of your elder brother.

You simply went home.

You entered your house, climbed up the stairs and tucked yourself into bed. You saw the necklace your father left you and held it close to you. Why? Why was this happening?

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You didn’t know how many days passed, Kida’s funeral had yet to be held. You stayed in your room while your father occasionally visited you. People were fortifying the houses and the village walls, building stronger and sturdier pens for their livestock and training the men to be ready for everything.

The village had gone into shock thanks to Kida’s death, now that image could be made of the beast, people grew more and more terrified. But you were still reeling from the death of your brother.

You sat in your bed, looking out your window when your mother entered with a hot bowl of stew in her hands. “Child… Here. Something for you to eat.” She said, handing it over to you. You hesitantly took it from her. She never did such gracious things for you, only for your brother.

She sat on the end of your bed while you took a bite from a chuck of meat from the stew. It was quite good. Your mother sighed, looking down at her lap, twiddling her thumbs before speaking.

“Kida is not your father’s son.”

You nearly choked. You stared at her with wide eyes, trying to process what she said. “What..?”

“Years ago… When me and Tigoto were together, I had fallen pregnant. But- he was engaged to marry Haruna. I didn’t want to raise a bastard, I would be laughing stock of the village, but thankfully your father returned from the war and was looking for a woman to settle down with, I jumped at the opportunity, I was able to pass off the baby as his, he was none the wiser.”

She smiled before turning to look at you.

“I haven’t told anyone that.. It feels so good to share this secret.”

You could only look at her in absolute horror. “Y-You… You selfish bitch….”

Your mother looked surprised at your tone of voice. “(Y/n).”

“No!” You yelled, slamming your bowl on the table and getting up from your bed. “How could you do that to father?! He loves you- he put a roof over your head! He provides more than he needs to! Father has done everything in his power to make you happy and this is what you do!?”

“Don’t fight with me (Y/n)!”

“You are the most selfish, idiotic person I have ever met! How could you tell me this?! You expect me to keep this from my father?”

“Yes, Your father is already heartbroken about Kida’s death, it would break his heart even more if you told him Kida’s true parentage.”

“You are fucking cruel! Who the fuck are you? I- I can’t! If you think I’m going to listen to another word you say, you have another thing coming!” You wanted to leave the room and tell your dad everything your mother told you, you did not expect her to choke slam you into the wall.

“Listen here (Y/n)! If you say a word to your father, I swear, me and Tigoto will drag you into the woods, tie you up to a tree and leave you for the beast! Somewhere no one will hear your screams.” You gulped, trying to pry her hands from your neck, you had no idea she was this strong.

“The headman knows…?” You whimpered. Your mother smiled maliciously.

“Oh yes..! Him and Shion. Why else would they be so close? They’re half brothers.”

Everything she said made you sick. Your whole life was a lie. She let you go when you both heard the sound of horses from outside. “Not a word.” She hushed before leaving your room.

You knew right then and there you couldn’t go on with the marriage. But then again, who would help you? Your mother threatened your life if you told your father. The village headman and Shion could simply order a manhunt on you if you attempt to run away.

What could you do?

“(Y/n)! Please come down! We have guests.” You heard your father call. 

To not be rude, you hopped down stairs and outside where your father was standing in front of a carriage. Your mother was present too as a man emerged from inside the carriage.

 He was extremely tall, maybe somewhere over six foot. He dressed in the finest clothes a nobleman could wear but it did no good hiding his muscular build. He had shoulder length hair that was snow white and fuchsia red eyes. Diamond rings coated his fingers and his ears held long ruby earrings that would sparkle wherever light hit them.

He was handsome, truly. Maybe the most handsomest man you’ve ever laid eyes on. Your father stepped forward and smiled. “Tengen Uzui, so good to see you again.” The man came forward and shook your father’s hand. “Legendary Mamoru, the Death Mantle! It’s an honor to be in your presence.”

“Oh, dear… who is this.. Fine. young. gentleman?” Your mother asked quietly, also taken aback by his beauty. Your dad turned around. “Wife, Daughter. Meet Tengen Uzui, a distant relative of mine. He has come to pay his respects.”

You had no idea you were related to nobility, well he seemed to be of nobility because you had never seen someone wear so much splendor, how could they not be? “Greetings. Lord Uzui..” You bowed your head while curtsying.

“Please, call me Tengen. Ladies~” He called as three women stepped out of the carriage.

First one was young, around the same age as you if you had to guess. She wore a simple blue gown around her curvy body. A lace choker decorated her slim neck. Her long hair was let down and her eyes were a vibrant shade of blue.

The second one also looked like she could be around your age, she wore a casual red gown and a matching ascott. Her hair was pulled into a bun but the hair framing her face was blonder and her eyes were a striking gold.

The last one to come out looked more mature than the other two. She wore a purple gown with a brooch attached to her high collar. Her hair was kept in a long high ponytail and her eyes were a soft shade of purple.

All three of these ladies, each in their own right, were very beautiful. “O-Oh my, Lord Tengen, who are these women?” Your mother asked.

“Lord Mamoru and family, allow me to introduce to you my wives. Suma, Makio and Hinatsuru.” The three women bowed respectfully and if you were being honest, you had been taken off guard.

“T-Three wives?!” Your mother croaked. Your father gave her a stern look. “Wife. Do not be so disrespectful. These women and their husbands have traveled to pay their respects to our deceased son.” he scolded.

You have heard of polygamous marriages before, but with your village quite literally out in the middle of the nowhere, they were uncommon. Practically unheard off. Many in the village would have a common opinion that for a man to take more than one wife is shameful on his name and his family.

But you always tried to keep an open mind, it was not your business if someone was in a polygamous marriage, as long as they were happy, thats all that should matter. Besides, all his wives looked well off in their expensive gowns so in terms of living, they looked plenty looked after so that was that.

“Please forgive my mother, she is very simple minded and polygamous marriages here are not common.” You whispered to Tengen and his wives. He gave your head a pat.

“Don’t worry about it~ So where shall we spend the night?”

Your father gestured to the small cabin next to your house. “Here, there are two bedrooms, a bathroom and everything else you might need,” he gestured. Your mother looked like she wanted to protest. The cabin was built by your father (By the demands of your mother), in the hopes that when your brother married, he would move in here with his new wife and start a family.

Somewhere close by.

“Thank you Lord Mamoru.” Tengen bowed, he grabbed all the luggage that was strapped to the top of the carriage and carried it over on both his shoulders. You were mesmerized by the scene. “Your husband is quite impressive…”

The ladies laughed at your analysis.

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Your mother went all out for dinner, a large turkey, ham, mashed potatoes, sprouts, peas, carrots, broccoli and homemade gravy to welcome the new guests.

Your father and Tengen sat at the opposite heads of the table while your mother and you sat facing Tengen’s wives. “I must offer you my condolences Mrs (L/n), Lord Mamoru, and you (Y/n). I can’t imagine what it's like to lose a son or a brother. If you need anything, don’t be afraid to ask.” Hinatsuru started. 

“Yes… thank you very much Hina.. That's a kind thing for you to say..” Your mother said.

You swallowed some turkey when a question came to your head. “Excuse me, Lord Tengen. If you don't mind me asking. How are we related?” You asked. He laughed, looking over at your father. “Lord Mamoru, you haven't told her a thing I see?”

Look at your father who wiped his lips. “Well, I was going to tell her eventually. I wanted to wait till she was mature enough to know.”

“Know what?” Your mother questioned. Even she was clueless.

“Me and your father as descendants of a common ancestor, Tatsuya of the Swift Cut. He was a feared and respected warrior from two hundred years ago, he too had multiple wives so there are different clans descended from him.” You couldn’t help but think it all made sense, the locket your father had given you sat on your neck.

“So, Mamoru, tell me, how come you didn’t settle with multiple wives? My father always told me you constantly pulled all the ladies.” You were stunned, your father? A womanizer? Even your mother looked slightly defeated.

“That was a long time ago. During the war. When I came back, I just wanted some peace, having more than one woman would be too much for me. I wouldn’t be able to keep them entertained.” You couldn’t believe that he actually confirmed it.

You looked across the table and noticed Suma staring at you, when she realized you noticed, she looked away, her cheeks red. “Well, speaking of such things, (Y/n). I hear you're engaged to be married soon.” Makio spoke. You looked at your palette and nodded. “Yes, I’m to be married once spring comes.”

You heard your mother gasp. “Ladies, (Y/n) currently has no bridesmaids so I must ask, would you three be willing to be her bridesmaids?” The three looked at each other before looking at their husband. “Of course, I mean if (Y/n) wishes for them to be their bridesmaids.” Tengen said.

You nodded your head. “Well… I appreciate your support, I hope you all come to my wedding.” You smiled, a fake one you had practiced. But by the looks your guests had given you, they could see right through it.

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The day of the funeral came, everyone in the village gathered inside the church as the priest spoke.

“Kida (L/n) was a fine young man, respected amongst our community as a hunter, a leader, a son and a brother. Although his life was cut short, he lived everyday as if it were his last-”

‘Bullshit’ You thought. You didn’t know why you were feeling such resentment, this was your brother. You loved him, sure you did but you couldn’t say he was a ‘fine young man’ who was respected in the community. Your brother was a jerk, a bully.

You knew after the wake, people would go home and celebrate the fact he was dead, another shithead off the block. The only ones who wouldn’t are your parents, Shion and the headman. But this wouldn’t eradicate the fear of the beast.

Your mother was sniveling, crying into her handkerchief. Your father stood silently, melancholic, even at his own son's funeral.

The headman was shaking, he was clearly angry, angry at himself for not spending time with his son? Or anger at the beast for taking his son away from him?

Once the funeral ended, you didn’t bother going to the wake. Instead, you went home while no one was looking, it was quite the walk to the open field, you were cold, the weather outside was not pleasant but you did not yearn for the spring. The moment spring came, you would be forced to wed Shion, fulfilling your mother’s fantasy.

You lay inside your room, thinking about your life. You knew you wanted kids, but not with Shion. Not with that family. Maybe you could find a witch to poison your womb, making you infertile. There's no way Shion would want you if he thought you were impotent.

However, if anyone thought you were dealing with witches, you’d be burned alive. You didn’t want that.

Maybe you could spread a rumor that you weren’t a virgin?

Nah, you would be stoned to death for adultery.

“Miss (Y/n)?” You heard a shy voice. You looked over at the door to see Suma peeking her head in. “Oh, Miss Suma, do you need something?”

“Actually, I wanted to speak to you.”  She sat beside you on the bed and held your hand. “Lord Tengen asked me to invite you to our abode, if you want. We’d enjoy your company.”

“Oh, did you not go to the wake?”

“No, well- we did but we felt out of place. A lot of people were…. Well, you know….silently judging us for our marriage.” She said nervously. “Well, I am sorry to hear that..” Sure, polygamous marriages were unheard of in this region but your father always taught you to never judge a book by its cover.

Just because it's presented in a certain light, that doesn’t mean it's the same for everyone.

“We’ll be in the cabin, waiting for you~” she sang before leaving.

Were you…. Just hit on by a married woman? You had a brain fart, you had to sit down and think. Was Suma… attracted to you? Did women find you attractive? Sure, you’ve always heard the town priest squawk about the sin of queer perversion, but you had never been on the receiving end.

You couldn’t help but feel….honored? Was that the word? Honored that a woman is attracted to you? But the question was, were you attracted to women too? Sure, you’ve alway found other girls pretty, but you always assumed that it was because you were also a girl, you could appreciate their beauty, being one yourself.

Actually, wasn’t your first kiss with a girl?

It was with a girl years before the plague took her and her family. Her, you and your other friends would practice kissing each other, so when you were married, you’d have the basics down. You were young back then and didn’t understand what your ‘wedding night’ implied until you were fifteen and caught one of your friends with her knickers down with the blacksmiths boy.

Should you go down? Or shouldn’t you?

You are curious to see where the night would lead. I mean, you don’t get invited to join a polygamous by one of the flirty wives and not go. But on the other hand, your mother was vicious. She sees herself in you and will do everything in her power to marry you to Shion. If she had an inkling that you made yourself indecent, she would parade you through the village to the priest himself.

That is…. If you got caught.

Fuck it, You would rather experience a night of pleasure with strangers than be completely unsatisfied for years to come with no sense of releases.

You hopped off your bed and ran down the stairs. You left the comfort of your home to the cabin near your home. You knocked on the door and you were greeted by Suma, she had changed her dress, a corset that displayed her breasts, and a skirt with a slit up the side.

Now you definitely knew you weren’t reading into the situation. She was down BAD for you.

“I’m so glad you could make it~” She purred.

You decided to go with your natural instincts.

“I’m glad I came.”

She pulled you in for a kiss, wrapping her arms around your shoulders, you pulled her in by the waist. Kissing her felt like heaven, you were pulled inside and you closed the door with your foot. You heard the giggles of the other two wives as you were pushed to the ground.

You were caught off guard, you laid on the bear skin rug, right next to the fireplace. On each side was an armchair and in the center was the leather sofa your mother and father made. The fire roared next to you as the three women leered over you.

“Oh look at her~ She’s like a deer in the headlights~” Makio teased.

“Lord Tengen gave us the go ahead to start without him, he said… to get her ready for him.” Hinatsuru

“Me first! Me first!” Suma squeaked excitedly.

Before you knew it, all three women were on top of you. Suma ripped the front of your shirt and corset open, allowing your breasts to spill out. You were taken aback by their boldness, assuming they would have taken it slow with you, they seemed to have other plans.

Suma groped your breasts, her slightly cold fingers making you gasp, Hinatsuru took your chin in her hand and brought her face towards yours. Her lips touched your and you felt her tongue prod your mouth, you felt it squirm inside and your tongues began dancing with each other. Makio flipped your skirt up and spread your knickers apart where her fingers accessed your cunt.

“Ooh, girls, she’s already wet~“ Makio teased.

You felt them continue to rip apart your clothes, until you were naked. You saw them all undress, revealing their gorgeous bodies to you. You were held down by Makio, she sat above you and smirked mischievously as Suma laid on top of you, positioned her crouch by hers. You felt her rub her clit against yours, you gasp, shocked.

The foreign feeling sending sparks through your body, using your own fingers was one thing but this-

“Awww~! What’s wrong? Never been touched that way before? Wait until you receive Lord Tengen’s cock.” Makio was bullied.

“Oh yes! There’s nothing greater than his cock, it fills you up perfectly until there’s nothing left~!” Suma slurred, pussy drunk for you.

“You should be grateful that Lord Tengen has selected you.” Hina purred as she slid two fingers into your pussy.

“Gaaaghh! Oh! Oh my …fffffffffffffuck!” You moaned, your hands struggling against Makio’s hold, wanting to grab anything, it was so much! Hina thrusts her fingers inside you while Suma grinded her clit against yours and Makio…

“Do you like this, do you like being defiled by three married women? You're such a slut, you know that? What will that fiance of yours think if he finds out your getting fucked like a whore? Who will want you now?”

You couldn’t answer, the pleasure was too much and the way Makio talked to you. You felt so vulnerable, allowing yourself to be touched by them this way and the way she spoke to you. “Make sure you say thank you to Lord Tengen, alright? It's not everyday he’ll let some little hussy taste him, what will you say to him?”

“Thank you! Thank you!” You cried, tears streaming from your face. You felt yourself cum around Hina’s fingers and you heard Suma gasp as she made her release. You felt Makio pat your face roughly. “Come on now, you're not out of the game yet! Lord Tengen needs his turn, he’s been waiting this whole time.”

“”Whole…time..? What do you mean….this whole time?” You asked, breathing heavily.

You didn’t notice it at first, but Suma was giggling. Hina and Makio followed along before they all started laughing.

You felt…embarrassed and left out of the loop, were they laughing at your expense?

“Y-You didn’t honestly think we came here to mourn your brother, did you?” Makio chuckled. For some reason, the air felt colder, and you didn’t feel comfortable around these women anymore. “We’d never mourn outside, only those who are of our blood, if you knew what I mean.” Hina said.

You were trying to rack your brain, thinking of what they could mean, your mind was so fuzzy. Suma leaned down and smirked. “We’re gonna assume you don’t know about your mommy’s affair~”

“Y-You know?!” You gasped.

“Oh never mind, she knows~”

“You father told Lord Tengen everything, he found out about his son not being his, that's why he invited us here, to bring you into the fold and make you Lord Tengen’s fourth wife, I suggest you get more comfortable dear, you're gonna be with us a long time~”

Your father knew? Your father intentionally brought them here to take you? You didn’t even have to guess why, he didn’t want mother to have her way. After all, she did trick him into thinking Kida was his son for two decades and now she wishes to marry you to your brother’s…. Brother.

The more you thought about it… the more fuck up it seems in your mind.

“Now, when Lord Tengen comes, you need to behave and welcome his seed~, we all have, you will have the joy it is to belong to Lord Tengen~!” Makio hummed in your ear and all of a sudden, you felt the urge to escape, that if you didn’t something bad would happen.

You struggled but they all pinned you down. “S-Stop!” You cried

“There’s no escaping now~! Can you not hear him?” Hina sang

You had no idea what was going on until you heard the voice.

“Are my girls ready~?”

It was that voice! Not the same one from earlier but it came from the furthest corners of your mind  You heard the creak of footsteps descend the stairs. Approaching the four of you was Tengen, his hair down and only a pair of baggy pants that hung low.

“Well, look what we have here~” 

Something arose in the air, you didn’t know what it was, but it was telling you, you were safe, to calm down. You stopped fighting altogether as the girls let you go. You didn’t know how to describe it but, when you saw him at that moment, only one word came to your mind.

God.

You had seen him many times before but why now, of all times? You felt your pussy dampen and and your body heat up. You looked at him like a holy figure and yet you didn’t know why. Something within the deepest corners of your mind commanded you to do whatever you could to please him, to earn his praise.

To worship him.

“Lord Tengen! She is ready for you~! I prepared her all by myself”

“What are you talking about? Taking all the credit, are you?”

Tengen undid the drawstring on his pants and they fell down, revealing his massive cock. He gripped the base to pump it a few times. “Tengen, if you’d allow me~” Hina purred, taking his cock and swallowing it whole, you were stunned.  It was so big and her mouth was so… small.

You watched her bob her head back and forth, back and forth before pulling off him, her saliva and his precum staining hi cock and her chin. “Thank you wife~” He praised, kissing her on the head before he kneeled down and spread your folds open. You couldn’t speak, only allowed him to enter your body, The intrusion of his massive phallus invading your cunt.

You saw Hina whisper things into his ear as he thrusted inside your gummy walls. You threw your head back in pain, squinting your eyes, holding in your gasps. Through your closed eyes, you see Suma kissing Makio's collarbone while fondling one of her breasts.

“You love this, don’t you? This is what you crave, don’t fight it, let it envelop you and please you. You deserve it.” Whispered the voice, hearing that voice, you immediately began to ease up, your walls loosened up, allowing Tengen to move more easily.

“See, that wasn’t so hard, was it..?” He whispered, Taking your chin between his fingers and leaning down to kiss you. You wrap your arms around his shoulders to pull him in. This was okay, you liked this. Maybe, being part of a polygamous marriage wasn’t so bad. They have all shown you care and attention.

Maybe you could learn to love them as they love each other and with that, they would love you too.

“(Y/N)!!!”

Your mother burst in, shock written across her face. You froze up in horror, pushing Tengen away from your face, they all halted their actions as your mother stood at the front door. Her shocked expression turned to one of pure white anger.

“Y-You… You stupid little WHORE! After everything I’ve done for you! You think you’ll get away with this!? The whole village will know of your adultery! You’ll be shunned and stoned for this! I assure you!” She picked up her skirt and ran out of the house.

“N-NO! Mother don’t!” You screamed, throwing your dress on hastily. If she ratted on you, your life could be forfeit. You looked over at the married family, tears in your eyes. “Please help me stop her! The village will see me dead if she tells them this!”

Tengen simply smirked before putting his pants back on. “Little girl, this is only the beginning of what's to come.”

Seeing as he and the others would be of no help, you ran outside, barefoot.

“AAAAGGGGHHHH!!!! MAMORU! LET GO OF ME!” You heard your mother scream as your father dragged her inside the house by her hair. That spooked you, your father never laid hands on your mother. What was going on?

You ran inside the house to see your mother on the ground, staring up at your father, you could only see your father’s back but…. Were his arms always that hairy?

“O-Oh… Oh god….. What did I marry….?” You heard her croak.

“Father..?” You murmur. 

He turned around and you screamed in fright. He did not have the face of your father, but rather the face of a horrorid beast, nearly canine and his eyes that were usually a dark brown were a vibrate gold. A tail protruded from his back side and his nails became sharper and sharper.

“See me, See me now child. You now know me, you now see me as I truly am..” Whispered his voice from the corners of your mind. That voice… was your fathers! “Father… a-are you the beast..?” You shivered.

He didn’t answer, only looked deeply into your eyes, telling you all that you needed. But something was clicking in your head. Your father’s fur was brown, no white. And his eyes glowed gold, not red.

“B-But… If you’re the beast….then… What killed Kida?” 

“I did, silly girl.” Said enough voice in your head.

You turned around and all you could see was the head of the largest wolf you had ever seen, snow white fur and beaming red eyes, standing at seven foot on all legs. It was humongous! Both you and your mother screamed in terror. She backed away to the fire place, grabbing a poker to defend herself while you traversed up the stairs. 

The beast fit itself in the doorway and into your home, this was it, you were going to die. Eaten by this creature. You heard a cackle of laughter as three maidens entered you home. It was Tengen’s wives, only… they looked very different.

Their long nails were sharpened unnaturally, their eyes glowed like nocturnal animals and their teeth were sharpened. Like a canine. Were these really the women you slept with? How could they go from looking beautiful to grotesque?

“Lord Tengen really scared them! We heard their screams all the way from the cabin!” Suma giggled.

Tengen..?

NO!

The beast, the massive white wolf that killed your brother, that was Tengen?!

“Y-You You fiends! I welcome you into my home and you kill my son?!” Your mother cried.

“Shut your mouth whore, or I’ll fill it with hot coals!” your father roared. You tried to run upstairs but Makio ran to the stairwell and jumped. It was no ordinary jump, in your perspective, it looked like she flew and she landed right on top of the stairwell. 

“Where do you think you're going!?” she chastised before manhandling you, forcing your arms behind your back and strong arming you down the stairs where she placed you by your father. You had a flurry of tears stream down your face as he pushed you onto your mother’s rocking chair.

“F-Father! Please tell me what’s going on!” You cried. You heard the front door slam closed as your father sat himself down in his armchair, your mother still sniffling, holding onto the poker for dear life. “Oh (Y/n), my sweet girl. I had no intention of things to happen this way, but it did. You see, I have settled for far too less than what I deserved! After the war, all I wanted was an honest, kind and loyal woman to keep me company.”

He looked at your mother, sneering at her stiffened form before growling. “But seeing what she planned on doing, wanting to marry you off to the son of her old lover, Seeing him every so often, flirting with him behind my back! I decided it was time to leave, but not without my beloved children.”

He looked back at you. “The voices you hear inside your mind, that was me and Tengen, only werewolves have this ability to communicate with each other.”

“Werewolves..?!” You squeaked. Your father, a werewolf, Tengen was a werewolf, his wives were werewolves! The beast and how he never could be found, it all made sense now, cause he was living among you in disguise! Then were you..?

“That night, when I called for you both to join me, only you heard me. As an Alpha, my call should've woken the both of you. I tried to rack my brain for reasons why Kida didn’t hear me, until it hit me, Kida..”

He growled before looking back at your mother.

“Is not… my son.” he growled, storming out of the armchair and towards your mother, she tried to hit him with the poker but he simply snatched it from her hands and threw it across the room before getting in her face. “YOU ENJOY MAKING A FOOL OUT OF ME WOMAN? DID YOU!?”

She cried, holding her arms above her head. “I’m sorry mamoru! ImsorryImsorryImsorry! Imreallyreallysorry!” she wept, hoping for her husband to spare her.

You could only sit and watch in fear, where are you going to watch your father kill your mother?

You felt a huge tongue lick the side of your face, It seemed Tengen was trying to comfort you.

Your father forced himself away from you mother and faced your mother. “You see my dearest, I could not let her get away with all she has done to us. So…”

Your father recounted the events that happened that night, the night before Kida’s death. How after he put you to bed, he ran and ran for miles until he came across Tengen’s fortress, an old castle built centuries ago. How his father owed him a favor and since his death, begame Tengen’s burden if he ever needed it.

And the terms and conditions were simple.

“Help me kill my son and in return, I shall give my daughter to you as your fourth wife.”

You were stunned, your mother halted her crying and sobbing. He staged your brother’s death?

“B-But why? How could you do that?” You wailed.

“My Dear (Y/n), I did love your brother, I really did. More than you’ll ever know. But your mother had to be punished. This was the best way to punish her.”

“Y-YOU! You rotten bastard! How could you!? How could you!?” She screamed before your father slapped her across the face. His claws tore into her face, she screamed in pain and blood poured from her face. You held your chest, this was it. This was it.

“I would have done it myself, killing him but then it would look suspicious if I came back well when my son was injured and dead. So Tengen here injured both me and Kida so it would look less incriminating.”

“A-Are you gonna kill me too? Please don’t kill me father..! Don’t kill me!”  You sobbed, falling from the chair and covering your face. “Kill you? Why would I do that? You are of my blood.” Your father stated.

“(Y/n)! Did you really forget what we told you early~?” Suma giggled.

“You are going to be my wife.” You heard Tengen speak.

“It's time we enact the ritual.” Hinatsuru suggested that your mother was forced to the ground and bound by the arms of your father.  “What ritual!?” You screamed as you were forced back onto the rocking chair.

“It's how we werewolves pass on our blessing. In order to turn you, I must infect you with my venom, then you must take a life to activate the curse, after that, you’ll be reborn as a werewolf. It's a tradition passed from generation to generation. Each one is getting stronger. My grandmother passed it to my father, who passed it to me and now I shall give Tengen the honor of passing it to you.”

“NO! FATHER! DON’T DO THIS!” You screamed as the girls held you in place, your sleeve rolled up and your arm sticking to the side.

“Watch how your life comes undone…” Your father growled into your mother’s ear as Tengen bit down onto your arm. Your screams could be heard by the entire village who woke up. They let you go and you fell to the ground, squirming in pain, your veins were prominent as the venom took quick work of your body.

Suddenly, everyone and everything was fuzzy. You couldn’t focus on anything except the smell of blood, the blood of the woman who gave birth to you. Her bleeding face and her terrified being. There was something about her that just seemed so….. Tantalizing.

A great hunger overcame your being, you needed something to eat, and you needed it now.

“Go on my love, Bon appetit~”

All you remembered was seeing red.

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“Look Lord Tengen! Isn’t our baby so cute! He has your eyes!” Suma sang, cradling her newborn in her arms, dancing around the room with him before handing him to her husband. He took him in his arms and cooed. “My first son, thank you Suma, how are the rest of you lovely Ladies today?”

“I’m fine, thank you for asking Lord Tengen.”

“Lord Tengen, are there any rocks I can eat? I want them in my mouth!”

“Makio, no, you can have some ice.”

Hinatsuru was cradling a little girl in her hands, a few months older than Suma’s baby. Makio was eight months due. You on the other hand.

“(Y/n), when your husband speaks, you should always answer him.”

You turned to him, your belly big and round. You were six months in and cranky from the hormones you were experiencing. “I’m pregnant! Give me a break!” You yawned, fanning yourself on the hot summer day. “You're not doing yourself any favors by sitting by the window! Come over here and let us give you some love and attention.” He cooed.

You couldn’t say no to him, actually, you really couldn’t even if you wanted to or not. His word was law, your body and mind naturally served him like the bitch you were. After murdering your mother, you all set your eyes on the village, tearing everyone apart, limb by limb.

Afterwards, you reverted back to your human form but remembered everything you had done. Multiple buildings were set aflame and it would surely attract attention from other villages, so to keep everyone off your tails, you burn your home to the ground, with everyone in it.

All your personal belongings are gone. All your memories, wiped clean from the face of the earth.

Your father went his separate way, promising to see you soon. It’s been fourteen months since that day, maybe he would come and see you when your child was born, maybe you would never see him again.

But all you knew was that you had a new family now, a pack for life.

And there was no escaping now.

𝐩𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰.

featuring...manjiro "mikey" sano.

run time...2 mins 59 secs (866 words)

advisory...bonten!mikey, afab!reader, bad timeline, lil gun action, unprotected dick ridin, consensual exhibitionism, voyeurism. minors, blank/ageless blogs DNI.

notes from the producer...decided to kick things off with one of my fave pieces. first uploaded this on @/crybabysano after i got an ask requesting me to expand a thirst i had. enjoy!

Bonten!Mikey who's so fucking whipped for his baby. Your Mikey who's so wrapped around your pretty ringed fingers that he can't even say no when you ask to warm his cock while he runs his meeting.

He's sitting in his high back leather chair like the prince he is, the large wooden desk covering your lower halves while you're spread out on his lap with your back to his subordinates. Mikey's long coat is draped over your shoulders, with his sinewy gloved fingers shoved into your mouth to keep your moans muffled as he unashamedly thrusts his naked hips against yours.

Obsidian eyes, swallowed up by dilated pupils take in the way his men's attention keeps shifting back to you. Mikey sees how they're fighting not to adjust themselves in front of him, outright leering at the sight of your spit running down his hand as you suck on his fingers, gagging when the pads brush the back of your throat.

They barely notice when he pauses his speech, doesn't even register the loaded .22 Magnum being placed in his free hand until it goes off with a loud bang inside the metal warehouse. With the exception of his execs, they all flinch, but you, your walls clenched so tightly around his dick that has your little lover, their lunatic leader practically gritting the next words out.

"Keep starin' and the next one goes in your head."

His right hand man doesn't even bother hiding his grin, knowing how serious he is. Sanzu's seen it happen before, knows his king won't hesitate to pop a cap in some underling's head for ogling you. He and the other executives know Mikey wouldn't hesitate to give you anything you ask for, so if you want dick in the middle of a meeting, he's not going to deny you, could never, so dick it is. Another thing he commends his king for, he thinks he's kind because he gives the grunts somewhat of a free show. But, if they're gonna start ignoring him in favor of listening to your cute little whimpers as you ride their leader's cock then that's where they'll have a problem.

Mikey allows you to brush a stray lock of stark white hair from his face, then accepts your feather light kiss on the cheek as he keeps narrowed eyes trained on the subordinate with the bullet hole between his feet.

"Do I make myself clear?"

You're almost sure you heard a couple necks crick from how fast they nodded their heads. Then, Mikey's gripping your waist as he bucks his hips into yours, smoothly resuming his meeting as you pant in his ear, face hidden in his silky tresses while trying to chase your high. The leaking, mushroom tip of his length spears your sweet spot, with the pulsing veins on his shaft rubbing and dragging along your fluttering walls.

"Jiro, please?" You beg and he stops again, dark eyes flicking to your frame and blazing like an oil fire. The gun is placed under your chin, and you shudder at how the barrel is still warm when he uses it to tilt your head up so you're able to look at him.

"Excuse me?" He tsks, finger grazing the trigger you know he wouldn't dare pull. You know it's for show, you can see it in the few seconds his gaze falters; flickering once, twice or three times to the safety he knew for a fact he had turned on.

"Jiro sama, more please?" Your voice trembles as you lift yourself up to bounce on his lap, whimpering in relief because you feel him right there, brushing against your bundle of pent up nerves as the lewd squelching of your pussy fills the room again.

He wants to tip his head back and screw his eyes shut, wants to lose himself in the warmth of your cunt, it's still squeezing him so fucking tight that it's making him feel a little dizzy, making it seem as if he can feel every drop of blood that's rushing to his cock. The now cool nozzle grazes your lips and on command, they part. Then, he's leaning forward to spit into your waiting mouth, his chest fluttering as you eagerly swallow it down. Playing it up, you stick your tongue out for him and he's sucking on it lightly, the strings of saliva connecting your lips breaking when you pull away from his feverish kiss.

"Sanzu." He doesn't even look at the man as he addresses him, too busy staring at your bouncing tits and blissed out expression.

The pink haired man understands immediately. "Okay, all of you get out. Fucking perverts."

Before the mahogany doors slam shut, there's the distinct 'thud' of Mikey placing you on his desk and he's quick to drink up your echoing moan when he slams into you, burying himself to the hilt in your snug heat.

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Tears of the kingdom short thingy but *SPOILERS* *SPOILEEEEERSSSSS*

彡YOU'RE NOT MINE

a/n- i am in love with this man we should have had him in this arc we were ROBBED having to wait till tenrou just to see him again is insane

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"everything is so strange here, like what's up with lucy." you mumbled to wendy while pointing at lucy who had natsu in one of her 'techniques' "I know right everything is odd, it's like they're completely different people-"

"what are you two doing under the table?" the two of you jumped at the sound of the voice, however, the voice was familiar to you and despite the accusation that scared you out of your skin it was almost soothing.

you and wendy stood up from under the table and you made eye contact with the person who called you out, at the sight of each other your eyes went wide and your jaws fell slack.

"y/n?" "laxus?" the two of you spoke in unison, you wanted to wrap your arms around him and tell him how you missed him and thought of him every single day, but, you knew he wasn't your laxus. you could only assume he came to the same realization as you, his shock was replaced with longing, and his arms rested awkwardly at his sides as he hesitated to reach out to you "can we speak outside? we kind of have an audience" he nodded his head to his guildmembers and your guildmembers who started in shock "sure."

you leaned against the outside of the guild, shuffling your feet awkwardly speechless at his presence.

"i know you're not my y/n, you're so familiar to me yet so different to me at the same time" he chuckled "it's freaky." you noticed how he awkwardly had his hands in his pockets, the nervousness on laxus wasn't something you were used to it was cute even if you were ever able to see him again you couldn't wait to tell him about this world.

"if it's not too much trouble for you what happened to me? err... the y/n of this world i mean." you spoke gently not wanting to overstep your bounds.

"you were expelled, right before the master died you were reckless and challenged the kingdom putting everyone in danger, so as a result you were expelled from the guild."

you laughed "how ironic, the laxus i know was the one who got expelled he was a real piece of work. he's also not this nervous" you teased. he couldn't help but be embarrassed, with his y/n's face being the same as yours your comment got to him, and he looked away from you to hide the faint blush on his cheeks.

for him, the sound of your voice was everything, you've been gone for who knows how long, and he would have given anything to see you again. he knows you're not his, maybe it's just fate playing a cruel fate on the two of you but deep down even if your respective lovers were from two different worlds, the two of you were glad you could see your loves again.