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The Kings Precious

Fairly short, I have plans for more if this does well.

This is a Royal Vampiric au of redacted audio

for this small snippet all you need to know is that Quinn is the new king and has forced 'Darlin' to marry him ( engaged now) and though I didn't mention it in the story, darlin and Sam are a secret couple from before Quinn. Sam is still a servant of the castle and witnesses this whole interaction

TW: Very controlling, Seriously darlin in this is his servant and will not disobey him. please don't read if you don't feel comfortable. Non-consensual touching ( not near private parts but it is still unwelcome and uncomfortable) Quinn lies about what him and Darlin do behind closed doors. I want to be clear that he does not do anything sexual without Darlin's consent. He says these things to his servants because he feels it gives him more power.

Please consider these things before reading this, this part is literally all about Quinn showing off the control he has over his 'fiance' (servant)

For future reference, if I continue this it will mostly be sam and Darlin and you will NOT need to read this part.

“Isn't it just precious?”

He waited for his fiance's answer

It didn't take long for his patience to run thin.

He hates being ignored.

So he grabs their chin and forces them to look at him

“Precious?”

A sliver of fear shines through their eyes.

He loves it

His hand softly travels to their neck as he asks

“I was talking about the ring, it's perfect.”

They don't react the way he wants

 So  he squeezes their neck

“Do you disagree?”

He glares into their eyes

They should now by now to obey

His eyes are the last warning hell give

The fear in their eyes increases

It's so delicious that he can't stop his lips from curving into a grin

His grin widens when their voice stumbles out 

“ of course not”

He gives a small squeeze to their neck again, to remind them what they have forgotten

“ My king”

He worked on that for a long time and still is. He just needs them to look him in the eyes when they say it.

He lets it go for now as he works his hand down their neck, purposely exposing more of their collarbone. Leaning in to kiss them, breathing in their full scent before pulling away.

“ You always smell so divine, if only we were alone my precious”

He says, very loudly, a form of lying his claim.

His hand releases their garment, it doesn't quite return to its original position, but that was what he wanted.

He continues to lightly graze his fingers down their arm, feeling the goosebumps he is causing them.

When he reaches their hand he raises it to his lips kissing the back of their hand.

He holds intense eye contact with his subject.

“ Shall we show off how well your King treats you?”

He whispers and chuckles at the sudden reaction they have, their terrified

He wastes no time standing from his throne and lifting their hand. Forcing them to be pulled from their spot.

“Everyone stop and take a moment to gasp and gawk at this beautiful priceless ring I have graciously given my precious. The ring is worth more than any of your lives. Many have died to retrieve this very ring. It matches them perfectly.”

He didn't have to threaten anyone directly. Everything he did and said was taken as a threat.

He stood and basked as his servants obeyed him. 

Once he had enough he said his adeus

“ Go back to work, we shall be in my room.”

He leaned into them and pretended to whisper, though he knew and wanted everyone to hear him

“I just can't resist you anymore.”

With that, he rushed away, practically dragging his precious with him.

Hero is looking in the mirror with a dissatisfied look on their face.

"It's terrible" they say to themselves as they adjust their clothes.

"I think it's perfect" Villain's reflection appears behind them in the mirror. "Just like you…" They whisper into Hero's ear, their hands slide to Hero's side.

"I told you not to come" Their voice is dismal.

"You know, you don't have to do this" Villain pulls them closer, their chin rests on Hero's shoulder. Hero sighs.

"Please Villain. You have to understand. There's no other way"

"I could marry you"

"No, you can't. No one would let it."

"That's bullshit. Come with me. Who cares about anyone else's opinion? You want it, don't you?"

"Yes, yes I do. But I can't"

"You don't have to marry that jerk"

"My family wants it" Hero sighs again. They hate the idea, of course they do, but that's not that simple.

"Come with me. Get yourself kidnapped, fake your own dead, run away, anything. Please..." Hero hate that Villain's right. There are so many ways. But they remember Superhero's words. If they try to leave, everyone they love will be in danger. More than they could ever imagine.

"I can't" they shake their head again. Villain's eyes became even sadder. They step away, turn Hero towards themselves and push them to the wall. They lean close to Hero's ear and whisper.

"I love you, more than anything in this world. I would kill, I would die, I would even live for you, darling. I will move heaven and hell to save you, even if it means selling my own soul. I will protect you with my last breath. I won't let everyone to touch you, or even look at you. It only takes a word of yours and I cover the earth with ash and dust and eternally burning flames or flowers and life and laugh and joy. I would do whatever you want, whatever it takes for you to be happy. So I'm not letting you marrying someone as cruel as Superhero. They don't deserve such beautiful and pure person like you."

Hero close their eyes, not letting the tears flow.

"You only have to ask, darling and I tear that idiot apart. I'll make them regret they were born."

Hero wraps their arms around Villain and pulls them close. They bury their face in their chest and start crying. Villain hugs them tighter and starts caressing their back.

"Shh... It's okay, sweetheart... I'll take care of it"

Forbidden love pt1

Taehyung x reader Demon!Tae Soulmate Au 

Angst wannabe, no smut, a little fluff later

Summary: You didn't want to get married to a random man, but your parents didn't seem to get it. When you reached out to your best friend, Taehyung, he disappeared, having to face his own problems. However, soulmates are all about the perfect timing, so Taehyung came back exactly when you needed him the most.

Word count: 1.1k (1169)

P.S. I know, it seems sloppy, I could totally write better than that, if English was my first language, but hope you like it.

“And what if I don’t want to get married with him? I haven’t even turned 18 yet and you’re planning my marriage?” I asked my parents who out of the blue decided to have a ‘serious talk’ with me.

My birthday is in two weeks and they suddenly remembered that they have planned my wedding and that I’m getting married in a month. This is absolutely disgusting.

“Exactly, you’re not 18, so you have to follow our orders whether you like it or not.” I hate her way of thinking. “Your father and I decided that this is exactly what you need at this point in your life and we found a boy, great family status, your age, who is just perfect. I’m sure you’ll get along and even if you don’t, since you’re going to get married, you’ll have to get used to him. You are going to be a woman soon. Women don’t work. You are young, I’m sure you can have children if you try, so there’s no point in arguing when you know I have a point!”

“But mom, what about my soulmate? My mark is going to appear as soon as I turn 18. How am I supposed to get married, if I have someone else’s name on my wrist?”

“First, you know, both of us don’t believe in those things. We’re ‘soulmates’ but we don’t have marks. Second, what if that man is your soulmate? But I still insist, those things do not exist. You can write anyone’s name on your wrist and pretend it’s a soulmate mark or whatever.” My father’s voice was loud and serious.

Well, my parents don’t have soulmate marks and strongly believe the whole soulmate thing is…. Bullshit. But I do believe in these stuff. I have seen older friends of mine have marks. 90% of the population has marks and just because my parents refuse to believe they belong to that 10% I’m supposed to follow their stupid orders.  

“It’s not-”

“Enough. You’re getting married to him in a month.” My father cut me off and left the room, pulling my mom by the arm with him.

I need Taehyung.

I left my house, quickly and visited my childhood friend Tae, who lives next door.

Taehyung is an orphan. Actually, his parents abandoned him at the age of 10. He had learned how to live alone, avoided the orphanage at all costs, so we just made sure he always had something to eat and visited him once a day around noon. That was all until the age of 12. Taehyung and I, then, got closer, when he beat up a guy that tried to rob me, so after that he was usually over at my house. He slowly became my best friend. He supported me and I supported him. He helped me solve my problems and I did the same. But right now, I knew he couldn’t do anything other than comfort me.

I spent the whole afternoon in his warm embrace. I felt his warm breath on my neck. His aura was calming me. We didn’t speak at all. Just stayed there. Enjoying each other’s company. I’m lucky Tae is part of my life.

A week passed slowly. I knew I had to live my life to the fullest, before I lost my freedom forever but I just couldn’t find interest in anything anymore. The weird thing was that I hadn’t heard from Tae at all. He suddenly disappeared from my life. Only a week before my birthday. I was worried. He had turned 18 a while ago. His mark had started to appear on his wrist but it wasn’t clear enough yet and for a strange reason he was covering it.

The days passed. My marriage with the unknown man took place. I think his name was Choi Kwangsoo. My parents and his were happy. He also seemed pleased, but I was disgusted. I was rude towards him, his family, my family, everyone. Tae didn’t come to my wedding and to say I was hurt was an understatement. I had no one at this point. I was living through this hell alone.

I had visited Tae’s house so many times. He was never there. I hadn’t heard from him since that day. Our last words to each other were ‘see you tomorrow’, but that day never came.

It wasn’t until six months that had passed after my wedding, when I received a letter, it was from Taehyung.

Dear (y/n),

I’m sorry for leaving you so suddenly, with no explanation, I still can’t explain the reason why though. (…) I hope you forgive me. I hope you’re happy with the man you are married to. I don’t want you to worry about me. Just forget I existed. Just like my parents. Just like everyone else.

Taehyung.

It was the worst day of my life. I kept reading and rereading the letter because I couldn’t believe it. After that I had no feelings. No happiness. No sadness. I just lived. My emotions were drained from me. It felt like I had lost my will to live. Nothing seemed exciting anymore. And that letter from Taehyung was practically nothing. I only knew he was alive. But as he wrote, no explanation. It was the only thing that could bring me slight happiness. That he was alive. He was breathing. But…

The paper was suddenly snatched from my hand by my husband. He quickly read it, despite my attempts to take it back.

“Who the fuck is this, you whore? Taehyung? What the hell? Are you cheating on me? You? A fucking slut, cheating on, ME? I could have any bitch I wanted .and you think you can cheat on me?” He was furious for no reason, but I knew I had every right to be upset with him.

“I-”

“Shut the fuck up!” he cut me off.

He let the paper fall from his hand and took big steps towards me. He tried to grab me but I kicked him as hard as I could

“Fuck you.” I screamed and rushed past him running outside.

I left the house as soon as possible, running to the forest to hide from him.

I ran for what felt like an eternity, before I stopped to catch my breath. When I looked up, the scene I was met with made me freeze.

I couldn’t believe my eyes. A man, with things like thorns coming out of his back, growing like tree branches, high above him. I couldn’t move. My breath hitched in my throat and all I could do was stare at the creature in front of me.

The man turned to look at me and I suddenly felt like I looked straight at medusa. Like a rock, I stood there, my eyes met his red ones that were glowing in the dark. He suddenly disappeared and I finally came out of the trance I was in.

What is this creature?

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Part 2

ten reasons why i hate you

MASTERLIST 

PAIRING. rich boy!jaehyun x rich girl!reader  GENRES. angst, romance, drama, rich kid!au 

SYNOPSIS. while you admittedly didn’t refuse the arranged marriage between you and jung jaehyun, that didn’t mean that you’d allow him to treat you like a doormat. for the emotional distress he had put you through during the months leading up to your engagement party, you ensure that he will pay for the way he had been treating you for the rest of his life. 

WARNINGS. little to no romance, little to no fluff, swearing, mentions of drinking, leaning a bit towards the toxic side of a “relationship,” love triangle/rectangle, mentions of physician-assisted suicide (no major character death), mentions of death, (will be updated as we go). 

DISCLAIMER. this is a work of fiction based on fictional events and characters. it is unrelated to any real people, organisations, locations, and events. the laws, and legal and medical interpretations in this work have also been modified for storytelling purposes. 

[a/n]: thanks everyone for their interest in my drabble (now titled reason #1)! thanks to that, i decided to make this into a small series comprised of 10 short chapters, hopefully all under 2k words. i’ve always wanted to a story from the “antagonist” pov, so here’s my first attempt at it! 

STATUS. ongoing 

CHAPTERS 

one: reason #1  two: reason #2  three: reason #3  four: reason #4  five: reason #5  six: reason #6  seven: reason #7  eight: reason #8  nine: reason #9  ten: reason #10 (epilogue) 

© SMOLL-TANGERINE [2022-2023]. All rights reserved.

tolerate it masterlist

⟶ SUMMARY : Taehyung is your husband, and you love him. If only he loved you back; if only he cherished your love and not tolerated it.

⟶ GENRE : heavy angst, one-sided love, forced marriage, infidelity, smut

⟶ RATING : 18+

⟶ WC : 9k [ongoing]

⟶ WARNINGS : A N G S T, sadness, heartbreak, one-sided love, taehyung is an asshole, husband!taehyung, infidelity, angst, divorce, more as story progresses.

MASTERLIST ₊˚✧ TAGLIST₊˚✧ PLAYLIST

‧₊˚ CHAPTERS INDEX

⟶ chapter one [ 6.5k ]

Taehyung is your husband, and you love him. If only he loved you back; if only he cherished your love and not tolerated it.

intermission — endure it [ 2.8k ]

Loving Kim Taehyung is only pain and you must endure it.

drabble — shameless [ 0.5k ]

It isn’t like Kim Taehyung to touch himself, especially thinking of you while doing so.

⟶ chapter two [ coming soon ]

Attempting to divorce Kim Taehyung proves to be harder than you thought, especially when your heart gets in your way.

⟶ chapter three [ coming soon ]

The end.

⟶ EXTRA

tolerate it moodboard ; oc moodboard ; taehyung moodboard

⟶ FAQ ;

when do you update?

i believe chapter 2 will take less time than chapter three, but we’ll see!

how many chapters will this series have in total?

3 chapters!

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of course !! please fill the form on top of the post & i will be adding u <3

Lose control (part 1)

Cw: sexual content, dubious consent from both parties.

Ao3 tags: soft kylo, kylo ren needs a hug, forced marriage, crying, hugging, fluff I guess, angst/comfort.

Wc: many idk ;)

Your hands trembled slightly. Fingers clutching the bouquet of blood red roses in your hands, small thorns digging into you’re skin, penetrating the soft skin of your palms and drawing dribbles of blood, colour matching the roses. The long, heavy dress only getting heavier, hotter while your legs miraculously moved you down the aisle. The heavy jewels from your home planet not helping the already heavy feeling of your gown. The further your legs carried you down towards the monster at the altar, the more tears welled in your eyes. Your white veil hid your sad tears from the ocean of First order officials and the few known faces of royals and aristocrats from home. Being princess of the most powerful planet in the inner rim seemed like a dream, when you were younger. Now it seemed more like a nightmare.

The huge, menacing black clad shadow before you, the commander of the first order, Kylo Ren, didn’t even look at you. Though that was hard to see, since his mask hid his face, if he had one. You hadn’t seen him without his mask yet, you didn’t know if your to-be husband was even human.  You reached the altar and handed the bouquet to a bridesmaid you didn’t know, someone they had put there for show. Everything was fake. The bridesmaids, probably the groomsmen too, the love and romance was fake, the ‘happy’ tears rolling down your family’s cheeks. The only seemingly real thing were the roses in your hands, the pain from the thorns keeping you grounded as it seemed the air slowly left your lungs and your blood flow slowed down. 

He still wouldn’t look at you, even though you stood right in front of him. The room went silent as the official began talking, his words muddled into a stream of incoherent sounds in your head. Everything swam, got blurry and unrecognisable. The tears slowly streamed down your cheeks and dripped from your chin onto your dress.  A hand gripped your right one, and the defending silence ended. Your eyes directed to his helmet hidden ones, as his deep static voice sounded in the cold air. “Princess?” You had been lost in thought and missed the official asking you whether you would take this ‘man’ as your husband. “I do. I do.” Your soft voice sounded and cheers from the many benches erupted. A ring was slid onto your finger and the commander led you down the aisle. His large frame nearly hid you completely, if it weren’t for the enormous dress you were wearing. Your hand was wrapped around his large bicep, trying to hold you steady on your trembling legs.  You were married. Married to the commander of the first order. Married to Kylo Ren. Married to a Monster. You reached the hallway with your husband on your arm. The crowd followed you while chanting, hyping everyone up for the ritual. You feared the ritual, always had. 

Your planet even though being very technically advanced and being on trend with everything, was still bound to old traditions. Medieval methods if you will. What waited for you, was ‘very’ romantic sex with a man you had never seen, let alone met, while the official and several priests watched you consummate the marriage and ensure the promise of an heir.  To say you were nervous was an understatement. You trembled harder and more tears ran down your face as you neared the quarters where the ritual would be held. ***

Kylo felt her grip his arms tighter and he looked down at the princess, his wife now. Her hands were shaking and tears littered the front of her dress. Under his helmet his own lips trembled at the absurdness of the situation. He walked faster towards the room at the end of the hall, wanting just a minute alone with the princess so he could calm her down before the handmaids came to undress her.

Finally the door stood in front of them, and one of his knights opened the door. Kylo pulled the princess inside as fast as he could without literally throwing her. She whimpered and began to softly sob behind the veil. He took of his leather gloves off and threw them wherever, he reached for her veil while shushing her.  As her beautiful face came into view, he quickly pulled of his own disguise. She gasped and looked at him in awe. Feeling like they might be running out of time he grabbed her hands in his own enormous ones and looked into her sad eyes.

“Princess. I need you to listen to me. Can you do that?” She weakly nodded and gave his hands a slight squeeze. “Alright. I’m not going to hurt you, I promise. I probably want this just as little as you, alright? I’ll be gentle and I need you to tell me if you feel uncomfortable during the ritual, okay?” Again she only nodded, seemingly to nervous and scared to talk.

A door behind them opened and three handmaids bustled into the room. They pulled the princess from him before he could say another word.  The ritual had begun.

Meet Princess Haimi!

Princess Haimi is the Fifth Princess of Planet Thea. She is the guardian of The Beacon of Light. Her powers are blinding light, beacon blast, and sometimes healing.

Facts about her: Her name means light in a Indian language. She's also a hybrid like Adara(She's a Liger, meaning that she is half-lion, half-tiger. She was going to be forced into marriage before she became her planet's guardian. She's the oldest out of the guardians(Haimi is 15. Estrella, Sylvia, and Esmeray are 13 and Adara is 14.

The reason why they called off Haimi's marriage is because in her planet's culture, the guardians aren't allowed to get married cause they believe that marriage will distract them from their duties.

I really hate forced mariage to lover

All the stories on wattpad about a girl being forced to be with a violent man and ending falling for him.

I'm sure some of them are good, but the general vibe of this trope isn't for me.

However, I love forced mariage to best friends

I'm still not into the violent husband thing, it's just that the friend to lover trop is more about two people being forced and both are uncomfortable but on equal foot

It can either be two gays helping each other get the girl/guy, one gay and one ally, both straight and in love with others or just not interested in relations

So if you have any of those stories, feel free to share! :D