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HII I HOPE YOU DONT MIND ME REQUESTING <3333 Can i request a jeremy and Dion dating an overall sweetheart female reader, who's just really gentle and sweet? :D tysm again!

DION AGRICHE, JEREMY AGRICHE (SEPARATE) ⍣ FEMALE READER

synopsis. when you got isekai'd into your favourite manhwa, you didn't expect to find yourself dating an agriche - especially since the two of you are polar opposites.

warnings. mentions of torture and killing (not towards reader), possessiveness.

author's notes. ok ok hear me out- i know you didn't request for isekai!reader, but i thought that the concept of her dating the agriche boys because she's a simp for them would be fun to play around with. she has the traits that you mentioned though!

when DION went to the border to dispose of the pedelian guards just like his father had ordered him to, he didn't expect to witness you falling from the sky. for the first time in his life, he was surprised - and the fact that he felt an emotion compelled him to catch you in his arms.

the moment you realised that you had stopped falling, you opened your eyes and nearly screamed. even though dion was wearing a hood and a half face mask, you recognised his bright red eyes immediately. of all the possible characters in the manhwa, it had to be dion agriche who found you first; you didn't know if you should squeal in joy since your favourite villain is carrying you like a princess, or if you should quake in fear at the likelihood of him taking you prisoner.

as you were occupied with doing mental gymnastics, he silently observed you, head cocked slightly to one side. he thought it was interesting that you didn't try to resist him or at least shout for help (both of which are futile), considering the dangerous situation you're in. any normal person would be scared especially when surrounded by piles of corpses.

you could tell that dion was weighing his options of either killing you since you're a witness, or keeping you in one of the agriche residence's prison cells until he has a use for you. desperate to live, you impulsively yanked his mask down and tugged his head towards you, causing his lips to smash against yours. his eyes widened.

"why did you do that?" he asked when you pulled away.

"because... i love you!" you exclaimed, giving him the sweetest smile you could muster. you learnt from another manhwa that the best way to survive an encounter with a dangerous person is to catch them off-guard with a love confession! you're not exactly lying about your love for dion anyway, and the consequences of this will be a future you problem.

"even though i could kill you right now?"

"i feel a certain excitement knowing that my life and death are in your hands."

"... interesting. it'd be a waste to have you dead," dion said with mirth. maybe you could solve his problem of needing a wife to continue the agriche bloodline in the future, as all of the women he's met/been introduced to so far are boring. he needed someone who could add a little fun and excitement to his mundane, humdrum life, and you seem to be the right person to do so. before you could say anything else, dion swiftly knocked you out.

... and that's how you found yourself chained to dion's bed with a collar around your neck. everyone, especially roxanne, was surprised to see him strutting inside the manor with your unconscious self slung over his shoulder earlier, and when he had claimed that you're the woman he wishes to marry, lante allowed him to keep you. as long as you have a pretty face and can give birth to children who'd make fine agriches, lante doesn't care who dion chooses as his bride.

dion took his father's permission too literally and keeps you in his room like a pet. still, he takes good care of you by feeding you well and letting you sleep on the same bed as him. it can be a little awkward sharing a bed with dion because he tends to hug you very tightly in his sleep, as if he doesn't want to give you any room for escape.

he doesn't let you roam around the manor alone because of jeremy; dion knows that he hates him, and would rather not have you run into any problems involving his moody half-brother. it'd be troublesome too if jeremy somehow takes a liking to you because dion is not fond of sharing what's supposed to be his in the first place.

dion is possessive of you, and his possessiveness increased tenfold after he was exposed to your gentle side. when he returned from an errand drenched in blood one day, you didn't hide how worried you were for him. even though the collar limited your distance from the bed, you kept trying to reach for him as he slumped on the floor. it didn't show on his face, but he was exhausted; he couldn't look at you properly and only heard you calling his name frantically...

when he finally came to, he found himself resting on your lap, your hand gently stroking his forehead. relief washed over you when you noticed that he's awake, and you cupped his cheeks.

"you're awake! don't collapse on me like that ever again, i almost got a heart attack-"

"... you were worried?" he asked.

with a huff, you replied, "of course! i don't want anything bad to happen to you, dion. b-besides, we're kinda dating each other."

dion grew up with a mother who didn't love nor care about him. he grew up with a father who only cared about what value he can bring to the black agriche. dion, who grew up emotionally repressed and touch starved wanted more after the first sign of genuine kindness from you. your saccharine words and honey-coated gesture at that moment were all it took for you to completely consume his mind.

as he leaned into one of your palms with his eyes closed, dion has decided. a sweet and gentle person like you is not suited for the harsh world outside, but as long as you stay by his side and continue showering him with your affection, he'll make sure that no harm will come to his little butterfly. if anyone tries to take you away from him, he won't stop at just cutting off the hand that dared to touch what's his; he'll torture them by giving them a slow, painful death.

he's never going to let you go. he'll make you stay in the agriche residence until the end of time, and if you're going to die, then die here in his arms.

JEREMY knew that he had to have you the moment he saw how aggressively cassis reacted to the sight of your unconscious self, bound and gagged beside him. by having you in his grasp, he has a means of provoking cassis and it also gives him a sense of control.

lante handed you over to jeremy when the latter expressed his interest in having you as his toy, and roxanne warned him to not do anything that will kill you if he doesn't want her toy to give her a hard time, seeing as cassis is attached to you for some reason. jeremy naturally listened to his sister, but he didn't expect to fall in love with you so quickly.

unlike the members of the black agriche, you're very sweet and your kindness isn't fake. the gentle attention you'd give him despite your unfavourable circumstances fed the touch starved jeremy, who only desires someone to love and care for him. he initially kept you so he'd have cassis on a leash, but now... he wants to keep you by his side to fill the void in his heart.

you were, of course, bewildered by his change in attitude at first. he would usually treat you as if you're less than dirt, so to suddenly be put on a pedestal by him felt a little strange. he still makes you wear the collar to prevent you from escaping, but he's kinder and tries to be gentle with you these days.

"hey (y/n), are you bored? i brought you some books that you might like!" jeremy exclaimed as he dumped a pile of books on the bed you're sitting on.

"oh, thank you..." you said, picking the romance novel at the top of the pile, "am i really allowed to read these books? what if you get in trouble by your father?"

"hmm... i won't," he began, plopping himself beside you on the bed, "because starting from today, you're my girlfriend."

just like that, you became the lover of jeremy agriche. lante had his reservations about a pedelian dating one of his children, but when you told him that you're merely a peasant rischel took pity on and decided to raise as one of his own (you had to lie about you being from a world where their lives are part of a novel), he changed his mind. since you're not officially affiliated with the blue pedelian, he can use you against the very family that took you under their wing and thus permitted you to be with jeremy.

jeremy was obviously overjoyed and immediately moved you to a lavish room. "that dingy prison cell doesn't suit an angel like you anyway!" he claimed. with roxanne's help, he was able to buy you an entire wardrobe of beautiful dresses and boxes of glimmering jewelries. him spoiling you overwhelmed you and made you suspect that he's after something, but when he eagerly ducked his head in front you, you realised that all he wants is a head pat for every single thing he does in an attempt to make you happy.

"i'm not asking for much. just love me, and i'll make sure you live comfortably here," he said, smiling happily when your hand gently caressed his head.

well, that's easy enough. jeremy is your favourite character in the manhwa, and since he's given you the green light, you'll take full advantage of it to shower him with affection. in return, he'll always be there to protect you and will even defend your mistakes.

when you kissed his cheek to thank him for catching you after you fell from a tree branch, he became addicted. he'd ask for sweet little kisses instead of head pats since then, as he finds them more fulfilling. a giddy feeling consumes him every time your lips brush against his cheek or forehead, and he soon begins to wonder what your lips would feel like on his...

"(y/n). have you ever kissed that blue son of a bitch before?" jeremy asked one day, making you choke on your own spit.

"no! of course not!" you replied, flustered by his question, "cassis is not someone i'd like to spend the rest of my life with."

he breathed a sigh of relief. "good. i'm the one you want to be with forever, right?" grinning, he leaned in and pressed his forehead against yours as you smiled.

as jeremy grew up, he became extremely possessive of you. he doesn't want you to show kindness to anyone but himself (roxanne is an exception), and if you expressed even the slightest interest in dion, he'll confront his half-brother and demand to know what he did to seduce you. depending on jeremy's mood, the confrontation will either end in blood or peace.

he gets jealous very easily and doesn't like it when other men lay their eyes on his sweet angel. he'll get angry if anyone so much dares to cast a dirty look your way because nobody disrespects you like that in his presence. you'll have to stop him by grabbing his arm and begging him to stay with you before he storms up to the unfortunate soul to give them a piece of his mind.

during the social event where the five families gather together, jeremy forbade you from attending any of the balls. instead, he made you stay with roxanne in her room to shield you from the prying eyes of other men and to also hide you from the blue pedelian. that didn't stop you from sneaking into the ballroom when roxanne wasn't looking though. you were not going to waste your only chance of getting a glimpse of the handsome male leads of "the flower of hell" after all!

however, you got caught hiding behind a potted plant by noel vertium, who was enamoured of you at first sight. jeremy spotted you just as noel was about to approach you, and he was able to reach you first. with a possessive grip around your waist, he pressed you against his chest and glared at noel, who soon got dragged away by his aide.

if you try to act cute with jeremy, he might just forgive you for disobeying him.

Hope you don't mind Dion or Jeremy reacting to their s/o getting kidnapped. I just want to see the world burns lol

DION AGRICHE, JEREMY AGRICHE (SEPARATE) ⍣ GENDER-NEUTRAL READER

synopsis. his reaction to you getting kidnapped.

DION is eerily calm - at least on the outside - when he hears the news of your kidnapping from your bodyguard, johann. roxana watches him closely, as if expecting her half-brother to kill him for failing to protect you, and raises an eyebrow when dion approaches him.

he surprises johann by kneeling down to his level, and the bodyguard trembles like a leaf, fearing his impending doom. it's no secret that dion favours you a lot, and if he finds even a tiny bruise on your delicate skin, he's already walking away with the tip of his sword dragging across the floor.

kidnapping you - in other words, stealing what's his - is enough to anger dion, although it doesn't show on his expression. but he's even angrier at johann for failing to do his simple job of keeping you safe.

grabbing his jaw roughly, dion asks him, "what did they look like?" his expression is unreadable, and that only scares johann further. he's struggling to answer because truthfully, he doesn't know. one moment you were there, and the next you were gone. his head would surely roll if he gives dion that answer.

dion grows impatient and as he stands up, raising his sword to behead johann, roxana quickly stops him and says that she knows the identities of the people who had kidnapped you and where you're kept thanks to her butterflies. he'd demand her to tell him everything, his desperation to have you back in his arms becoming evident.

he doesn't need a detailed plan to rescue you; he'll do what he usually does and make it rain blood. as he throws his black cloak over his head, he strides out of the agriche residence with his sword in hand, ready to make your kidnappers reap what they had sown. oh, he'll make them regret kidnapping his beloved butterfly.

JEREMY is beyond pissed. he's furiously turning his entire room upside down, smashing whatever his hands come across on the floor as he yells at your poor bodyguard for being useless and incompetent. he returned to the manor hoping to spend some quality time in your embrace, only to be told that some fools had kidnapped you. not an ideal welcome home greeting.

"well, don't just stand there! organise a search party and find (y/n) right now! if i find even a tiny scratch on their body, i'll turn you all into demon chow!" he shouts. his anger is clouding his judgement, and jeremy proceeds to punch the wall in frustration. just who decided to ruin his day by taking advantage of his absence to kidnap you?

after taking deep breaths, he manages to calm down slightly. he's not going to accept this. you had promised to stay by his side no matter what, and in return he had promised to protect you... he grits his teeth. you both can still keep your promises, and he's determined to fulfill his by saving you himself.

before johann could scramble out of his room, jeremy clamps a hand down on his shoulder. "you stay here. i'll handle this myself," he says before shoving the bodyguard aside to storm into the hallway. he'd ask a few of his half-siblings for help, and convincing them is easy; he only needs promise them that they can kill your kidnappers and take whatever they like from the corpses, whether it'd be jewels, trinkets, their nails or even their eyeballs...

jeremy is already grinning sinisterly at the thought of giving hell to your kidnappers. they'd be wishing they were dead by the time he's done mutilating their bodies beyond recognition, and his precious angel will be safe and sound again.

"no one takes (y/n) from me and gets away with it," he mutters.

How it started:

How it's going:

AAAAAAAA

Should I mention I gave up trying to balance Modern Manhwa and Historical Manhwa in this? Because I did.

Forgot about this for a hot second but now I'm digging up my notes on the madness of this thing.

The newer chapters of Honkai Impact have given me a lot to think about.

Manhwa fashion appreciation

➳ Roxana Agriche

Happy internationals women day to these

Lovely girls!

♡Yandere manhwa characters,

Headcanons♡

Characters:Melissa podebrat,navier ellie trovi,

Roxanna agriche

Tw:Unhealthy relationships,obsessive themes,

Abuse,blood,violence,yandere behavior,

Starvation,mention of abduction,manipulation,

Stockholm syndrome

Melissa podebrat

•Melissa is a possesive and protective yandere.

•You were a new maid brought in by the duke

When he took you in by pity.he found you in the

Streets lying down,dirty and bruised,so out of

Pity he gave you shelter by working as a maid in

His mansion which you are grateful for.

•The duke made you work for melissa and she

Is actually quite happy to have you work for her.

She treated you fine,and was very patient over

You're clumsy mistakes.

•Melissa thought you were cute at first,and

When she finally took nine in.she thinks both

Of you are going to be good friends.you also

Think of that way since he was very friendly to

Everyone,especially to melissa.

•You were always by her side just like yona.

Speaking of,you are kinda friends with her ever

Since you gave her some of you're savings to her.

•After months working for her,she felt herself

Getting more and more attched to you.like she

Hardly ever gave you any more work or how

She treats you even more softly and how

Protective she became of you.

•There is the time where you first met the

Young master of the house,her brother jake,

He found you annoying and insulted you making

Melissa MAD that she slapped him.he

Apologized the next day.

•So,remember the fight with nine's brother?you

Tagged along with them.melissa tried to tell

You that it is dangerous but you convinced her

On that you can be useful to the group for

Tending wounds and injuries.so eventually,

She lets you join since she can't say no to you.

•She was also glaring at jack for even looking

At you,he teases you while you just laughed it

Off.she huffed in jealousy,she swear she's going

To teach that stupid wolf a lesson later.

•Now it was the time for the fight with migen,

Nine's brother.of course it wasn't easy since he

Was very powerful and is skilled in hand to hand

Combat,when melissa was about to get hit by

A large fireball by him,you threw her to the side

For her safety and got hit instead.

•Everyone besides migen was shock,melissa

Immediately run to you,checking every bit of

You're body.she felt shock,why did you do that?

Why?why?!why didn't you let her get hit

Instead?!tears are pricking over to the corners

Of her eyed as she hugged you're injured body.

•Her sadness was followed by.....rage.

•Indeed,she was filled with uncontrollable rage

In her body that she managed to even intimidate

Migen,sending chills at everyone's spine.

•She ordered yona to take care of you while she,

Take care of the bastard that dared to even harm

Her beloved.she was extremely heartless with

Migen,her speed increased and she didn't even

Care if she forgot that he was a wolf.a being with

Greater physical strength and speed.

•Melissa just continued to land many attacks

At him,not long before she got bitten.but that

Didn't stop for her to stab migen at the stomach,

She didn't even let him go.she just held into him

With a craze smirk as she continued to dig her

Sword deeper into his abdomen.

"This..what you get for trying to harm MY

Lover."

•She finally let go,migen was left unconsious,

Leaving her disappointed but she quickly turns

To you and yona as she asked her maid if you are

Alright.the white haired woman told her that

You are still breathing,meaning you are still

Alive and well but you were losing a lot of blood.

•Of course the one who can heal you're very

Injured body was yuri,so,melissa lets her out

Quickly and the blonde girl finally healed you.

When you opened you're eyes,you're miss

Tackled you in a tight bear hug while scolding

You that you shouldn't risk you're life for her.

Of course,nine was jealous because of the

Affection melissa is giving you but that doesn't

Mean he resented you.of course not.you WERE

The one who risked you're own life for her.not

Him.

•Melissa,yona,nine and you head back to the

Podebrate estate and it was visible on how

The lady of the house grew extremely protective

Of you.melissa always make sure that you are

By her side,you were never alowed to touch a

Sharp object,and how she forced nine to watch

Over you if she can't.

•This worries you a bit,but melissa just told you

That she's just doing this to make sure you never

Harm again which was half true.but still,you can't

Shake of the feeling that wasn't just the reason

Why.

•Melissa slowly and firmly knew her admiration

And love for you was wrong since now,she was

Keeping you away from almost everyone.she

Never lets you get an eye on anyone but her,

Besides,it was only fair that you only look at her

And her only,right?

•You aren't keep in chains but that changes

When you almost escaped the mansion.you

Were caught by nine and he quickly brought

You to melissa who smirked.she praised nine

As she carried you in bridal style,she looked at

You with a disaproving look as she sighed.

•Well,looks like she's going to punish you.but

You're lucky melissa isn't the type to harm her

Own beloved,so she starved them instead.

•After you apologized,she'll go back to normal

And patted you're head as she spoiled you,as a

Reward for being a good girl.just don't try to

Escape too much or else her patience will run

Out and she'll have to force you to never use

Those pretty legs EVER again.

"Hey,hun!how are you?.....oh,why are you so

Upset?is it because of the chains?hm,don't

Worry.i'll loosen them them up!just don't try to

Be a bad girl again,okay?"

Naiver ellie trovi

•This empress right here is down right possibly

The most softest yandere,but also possesive

And obsessive as well.

•She first saw you as a new lady in waiting for

Her,you were a little curiousity to her.you were

Quite unique unlike her other lady in waitings,so

This lead to her watching you silently without

You noticing.

•It feels like she needs to know some things

About you,so she strike up a cconversation with

You.you and everyone else are surpise,but you

Warm up quickly as you talk things that

Interest you and the things you like as well.

It feels like an absoulute achievement for her,so

She continues to talk to you making you two

Seem like good friends.

•Her interest towards you was something,it was

Some emotion that made her want to know more

About you.

•And the longer she spend time with you,the

More she craved you're attention,the more she

Needed more of you're voice.oh,how she really

Like how you're eyes shine in excitement.look

How cute you are when you are smiling!jeez,

What did you do to her to make her smile so

Brightly?even everyone noticed it.even sovieshu.

•Navier can see her feelings growing for you,and

She is very aware of this growing obsession

Because of you.but she brushes it off as she

Thought of it as love instead.

•Now,after a year and a half,everyone can now

See on how possesive the empress is because of

You,and people theorize on how their empress

Has grown to fall inlove with her own lady in

Waiting.and this came true,as navier decided for

You to become her concubine AKA her lover.

•And of course,sovieshu does not allowed that,

Since you know he's still her husband.

•He and navier got into a large fight when he

Confronted her about not having you as her

Lover,this angered her but it doubled when he

Made a big mistake on talking down on you.

•Sovieshu called you someone as low as a pest,

An unworthy servant,a hopeless pile of worm

With nothing to live but to serve her.

•Navier was so enraged that she slapped her

Own husband in the face with hateful eyes as

She glared at him with a fiery gaze leaving

Sovieshu speechless as he stared at the empress

In shock.

•She headed over to the door to leave but was

Stopped when sovieshu called out for her,asking

Desperately why did she choose you instead of

Him.she paused for moment until laughing

Hysterically as she glared at his direction again.

As she opened her mouth,the words that she

Told him made his heart scorn in pain,

"They gave me the thing you can never give,

Love and joy.it's extremely laughable on how

You ask me that,despite the fact you already

Had a lover yourself.funny,isn't it?"

•She left the room without another word as she

Left the emperor in tears with an expression of

Pain with heartbroken eyes.

•Navier came across to see you having a

Talk with rashta,though you look extremely

Uncomfortable making the blonde woman glare

At the direcrion of the younger girl.

•Turns out that rashta thought about being

Friends with you since both of you are

Concubines and all but you never even had a

Chance to speak with the empress about it at

All.the longer rashta talk to you,the more you're

Personal space began to drift away as she move

Closer to you not giving a shit about you're

Uncomfortable expression.

•Navier widened her eyes and marched her way

To you as she hovered down at the concubine

Making rashta slightly scared,navier ignored her

As she turned to you while asking if you are

Okay.of course you answered politely but the

Truth was her actually restraining herself to show

Violence to rashta so she won't scare you away.

•Instead,navier used silent intimidation and this

Made rashta ran away like a terrified rat.now it

Was time the perfect time for you to ask navier

On why did she proposed to you to became her

Lover.

•As soon as you asked that,she sighed and took

You to her room as she explained to you that she

Was only doing this out of love.her love for you.

This leave you shock,the empress....inlove with

You?so where the rumours are true?

•You asked her if this was fine and she answered

With a "if the emperor can get a lover,then i can

As well." Which pretty much made sense since

You can tell that her husband is a shitty bastard.

•Navier spoiled you,a lot.anything you asked for

Her she will give you,just say the word and the

Thing you desperately want for will be yours.it

Was really nice and you also don't had to do work

Anymore as well since you live with her now.

•But she also tends to know that she is very well

In charge of you,and she used that to her

Advantage since if she calls for you,you WILL

Come to her since you can never refuse an order

From the empress,now can you?

•She also makes sure no one looks at you in

Any way at all.she will give them a death glare as

You continued to talk to her.you are hers,and

That means you are destined to look at her only.

•Like melissa,she doesn't like punishing you with

Her own hands,so instead,she starved you until

You finally realized you're mistake and

Apologized.

•Extremely happy for you're apology and spoils

You with some freedom afterwards,but don't

Be fooled.she is only testing you if you ever try

To escape ever again.she do hope her dearest

Won't do that.....

"Oh my dearest....i love you so much..do not

Leave me please.you don't want to go back

In there and starve,now do you?"

Roxanna agriche

•Now..roxanna is a very posessive,manipulative

And dangerous yandere.

•She first saw you when you are abducted by

The head of agriche,her father.you were from the

(L/n) family,the family of great knowledge and

History as you're ancestors live longer than the

Empire itself leading for lant to take you away

From you're home as you can be a great toy and

Use for them.

•When you and her make eye contact,she

Smirked at you making you glare at her,you're

Eyes filled with anger making her smirk wider

As she commented on how you look rebelious

And fierce towards her.she knew something is

Wrong with her immediately,it felt like she need

The urge to claim you as her heart didn't stop

Beating st the sight of you still glaring at her.

•She snapped from her trance once she heard

Her aunt,maria exclaiming on how you look

Beautiful/handsome and wanted you to be her

Toy but roxanna interupted her as she told her

Father that she already claimed you as her toy.

•Suprisingly,lant agreed since he can trust one

Of his favorite children to make you speak about

Something important about the world history.

•Roxanna grabbed you by the metal chain as

You were dragged by her and a guard,she looked

At the extremely dirty room full of cobwebs and

Moss,the blonde lady grimaced as she ordered

The guard to leave her as she needed to use

Her toy for a few moments.

•After the guard left,you and her went to a

Different room.it was clean and neat,it doesn't

Have any windows but that was fine since it

Was much better than the room from before.

•Roxanna then removed you're muzzle that was

Covering you're voice,you looked at her with a

Suspicious look as you questioned her on why is

She being......nice.roxanna simply smiled as she

Explained to you that she is not like the rest of

The agriche which you didn't believe but she

Proved it later on.

•Roxanna truly was geninue on being kind to

You,she bandaged you're wounds and gave you

Comfortable clothes and served you food that

Isn't laced with anything dangerous.you started

To believe that maybe,she really is different from

The other agriche members.

•One day,when roxanna was away and since

You have been planning to escape,you didn't

Told roxanna that you are escaping since there

Are still doubt that she will let you go anyways.

•So,you got out when a guard opened you're

Room.you knocked him unconsious and ran

Away to a garden where you met a young boy

Named jeremy,roxanna's younger brother.of

Course,luckily for her,he caught you with ease

But didn't bring you back to her.instead,he

Beat you half to death by stealing his sister's

Attention from him as he stomped you're face

Repeatedly making you bloody and severly

Injured.

•Of course,she was NOT happy when she saw

You there,laying on the hard ground barely even

Unconsious.she is very upset by jeremy that

She didn't talk to him for an entire week knowing

That was worse than anything in his life.speaking

Of,jeremy doesn't understand why his sister is

So caring towards you and why was she so angry

About when you're nothing but a toy?just a

Plaything later to be disposed of.

•After she return to you're room and you woke

Up,you saw yourself sitting on the the patterned

Floor and infront of you was roxanna staring at

You with a disappointed look.before you could

Even ask her,she broke one of you're fingers

Making you scream.then another one,then

Another,then another until all of you're fingers

Are purple and broken leaving you in tears as you

Whimper in pain.

•Roxanna watched you with a blank face until

She sighed and treated you're fingers,she does

Feel guilty about what she did but you do need

To be punished.you tried to escape,even though

She is willing to give you a little bit of freedom,

Roxanna doesn't have any intention of letting you

Go.

•From then on,she never let you out of sight

Again.roxanna keeps her butterflies an eye on

You if she is busy with something,she makes

Sure that you're body is for her to look at as well.

No one is worthy enough to see it anyway,and

She is the only one who can give you a shed of

Hope,isn't it?everyone is so fucking crazy that

You can only depend on her,yes?that's right.

•Roxanna left you breathless as she pressed

You're head on her chest as she gently cooed

At you that she won't let anyone in her family

Hurt you as long as you listen to her.which works,

Since the person infront right now was right.

This household is just like hell.no.it IS hell.maybe,

She truly is the only one who cares about you.

•Roxanna also makes sure you never met dion,

Just hell no.she will not let that man even look at

You.that son of a bitch was the reason why her

Brother is dead,she won't take any chances for

Him to take you away from her.

•Speaking of dion,he hates you.he despises you.

Since you are the very definition on why roxanna

Is smiling.he hates that look on her face,why

Are you making her heart beat with joy.that

Pretty face of hers should be breaking down in

Tears,an expression of sorrow should be

Covering her beautiful face right now but it

Didn't.because of YOU.

•So,he makes sure that roxanna will cry again,

If it is the last thing he'll do.when roxanna was

Forced to go on a mission it was his chance to

Force you out of you're room as you struggled

Against him.he takes every moment to abuse

You,mostly phsysically.he would whipped you're

Back,slice you're smooth skin with a sharp

Dagger as it pierced you're skin slowly making it

Draw blood.he will break every bone of you're

Body and leave you to starve.

•And when roxanna was finally back,she headed

To you're room to check on you but when you

Weren't there,she knew it was dion.she knew

That she manipulated you to thinking that she

Is the one who can protect you from this crazy

Family.

•Rage.uncontrollable rage.her eyes burn in

Fury as she stomped her way to where dion is

Now,the garden.when she finally saw that

Disgusting face of his,she clenced her fist as

She landed a heavy punch on his face.

•A red handprint was now visible on his cheek,

She glared at him with such hate and anger that

You may have thought that she's the very

Wrath itself.she grabbed him by the collar as

She spoke in a low and intimidating tone,

"You fucking bastard!!where is my doll?tell

Me now,before i slit you're throat,tear you

Limb by limb,gouge you're eyeballs,or feed

You to my butterflies!"

•No one expected for her to shout,roxanna

Was the most composed and calm one of there

Family.so why is she acting like this now because

Of you?but that doesn't mean that dion isn't

Amused by her anger as he just let out a chuckle

And looked at her mad eyes.

•He shrugged making roxanna to widened her

Eyes as she slapped his face harshly,she

Scowled as she leave to find you herself.and

When she did,oh ho ho~there were no more

Mercy for dion to begin with.

•How dare him lay his eyes on you.how dare

Him for even touching you.how dare him punish

You like that.how dare him for even placing those

Disgusting handprints on you're face and body.

•You are hers,damn it.HERS!!just how dare he

For even existing in this world!she was still so

Angry at dion but right now,you were more

Important than her emotions.

•Roxanna now never left you're side,of course.

How else is she supposed to react when the

Man she loathed the most touched you.so,she

Makes sure that you are by her side 26/9.

•After a few years,she finally told you about her

Tragic story of her and her brother.she knew

You were such a kind hearted person,even if you

Had a bad mouth you still wanted to help

Anyone who needed it.she knew this will help

Her get closer to you as she can already feel the

Soft eyes gazing at her as you embraced her.

•Her plan goes amazingly swell.she finally had

You wrap around her finger,you are truly hers.

•Roxanna definetely knew these feelings of

Hers are unhealthy,it was an obsession.she

Promised to herself to keep her sane until the

Fall of the agriches has placed on them but

Guess it changes when you exist on her life.

She can't affored to have another precious

Person of hers to go away.

•Keep in mind that roxanna never really gets

Mad at you,but don't have any ideas of that.

If you did get her mad then prepare to have one

Of the worse punishments on you're life.she'll

Threw you to the ice room where you almost

Freeze to death.and don't even get me started if

You actually managed to piss her off because

She WILL use her butterflies on you,no cap.she'll

Make sure half of you're blood is gone because

Of her so please don't try to get her mad.

•Or else she will fully break you to turn yourself

Into a real doll soon...

"See,my precious doll?it's very painful,isn't it?

Shhh...shh..i know,darling.i know.please don't

Cry,i know it was you're fault but don't do such

Mistakes ever again.alright,my darling?"

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Part 2 will be coming soon!

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He is a red flag but who cares??i'm colorblind

And i am a whole entire flag pole.🚩🚩

Me:I read manhwas for the plot!

The plot:

Me:I read manhwas for the plot!

The plot:

"𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝑚𝑒𝑎𝑛𝑠 𝑖 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢."

You look to the left side of your bedroom,to see the source of the small chilling breeze that seemed to be passing around your room.

And you finally saw it.it was an open window.

Well,no wonder why it was getting cold.you forgot to close that one open window you thought you closed.an annoyed sigh left your mouth.

Suddenly,another breeze went pass you,causing for you to pull the sheets closer to your already shaking body.

You really need to close that window now.

Standing up,you walk over to the open window,and just before you close it.you paused.why?why are you stopping for a second and not closing the window that keeps making your body so freaking cold?

The reason why was simple.

You were staring up the sky,admiring the bright-colored moon that gives a nice beaming light to your incredibly dark room.a content smile formed on your face,as you closed the window and sighed.

"Had a nice view?"

You froze.

You don't even need to turn around to know whose voice was that you just hear.

Glancing to your side,you saw the woman responsible for your lack of freedom and why you were stuck in this damn room.

You gulped.you clutched at your nightwear,you hear her footsteps come closer and now you don't have a choice but to face her now.sighing,you faced her and you immediately felt a gloved hand gripped your cheeks,squeezing them tightly.

"Hng.!"

"Hmm..." the blonde woman tilted your head up and down,she looked you from head to toe and nodded with a hum. "No scars.good.looks like dion didn't came to visit you,like i expected." The mention of that man's name made you shudder.

And seems like,roxana didn't miss that.with the way she quirks a brow and looking you right in the eyes,makes you realize that she knows that the mention of that man,unsettles you.scared even.

Roxana sighed. "Oh,(y/n)..my poor little butterfly."

The blonde woman now pulls you into an embrace.

"I know you are scared of that..vile man.and i can assure you,he is in my complete control now,dear.nothing to be afraid of.i promise."

You didn't embrace back.you may had feared that man,but there is something else that can cause you even more fear.and it's none other than–

"Don't tell me you still fear me,don't you."

"..."

"Answer me,(y/n)."

You don't want to.the sound of her voice when she utters you're name was enough to say that she's mad at you,and the way her arms tighten around you're body is a bonus.

You're prepared for this.you shut your eyes for a stinging mark to appear on your face or the upcoming sound of your bones breaking,but.....nothing came.

Hesitatingly opening an eye,you saw the calm and gentle face of your captor.her hand placed carefully atop you're head,petting it gently.

"..roxana...why are you–"

"Shh..i get it now,my dear (y/n)."

"What do y–"

"Hush."

She got you back on your large soft bed,her sitting down and your head laying at her lap.a small cherry blush painted your cheeks,but you felt a chill ran down your spine as she traced down her finger to your neck down to your spine.

"I get why you still fear me."

Her finger stop,at a certain spot.it was your arm.bandaged,and still slightly covered in a crimson red color.you felt the eyes of roxana stare deep into your figure,you hear a sad hum left her mouth.

"Even though it pains me to see my butterfly fear me."

Her body beganned to shake.

"It is my mostly my fault."

"..."

You're silent and deep in thought.why is she saying this?she...never seemed to care if she hurt you,so...why bother telling you this?but,why do you feel a pang of guilt in you're chest.

Why are you pitying the likes of her?she was the one who imprisons you.she was the one who had cause your family danger.she was the one who hurts you countless times without batting an eye.SHE was the one who......keeps you safe from the clutches of her family,so there won't be a single hair falling from your head.

The blonde woman can feel your body relaxing,as you now lay your hear comfortably on her lap.she can still feel the guarded feeling from you,but it will slowly vanish later anyway.her blood red eyes stares at your fragile form,a finger of hers traces your bandaged leg making you shiver from her touch.

"I know you fear me,my dearest.but,please.give me a chance to redeem myself."

You look up to see her eyes softening,she kisses your forehead with a gentle smile.her smile widens when she saw your face slightly softens. "I...."

"Yes.i know.you will not forgive me for the crimes i had done,but,please think wisely.do you think anyone else will do this?for the sake of someone's love?"

"....no."

"Exactly.no one,will ever do the same things that i had because they will not love you as much as i do.they will NEVER let you feel safe like i do,and they will always choose their family rather than their own lover." She spats harshly,a cold expression formed on her gorgeous face.your body flinches.

"But..." her soft face returns in a matter of seconds. "I am far different than them.i will never choose anyone else's safety rather than yours.you will always be my number one priorty.no gold or gem is even more worthy than you."

Roxana's face leaned closer to yours,her warm breath tickles your neck as she continues to look at you with a sad but gentle face. "So please...give me a chance for me to love you."

"...."

You hesitantly wrap your hands on her torso.you closed your eyes as you proudly told her, "yes.i will give you this chance once.please don't waste it."

And with that,she embraces you back with a victory smirk on her face,red eyes darken as she giggles. "Of course."

"Why would i waste it?"

Dion agriche x reader

To think you had able to make the most dangerous agriche member to fall inlove with you was already astonishing,but you able to make the man to do whatever you wanted him to do even going against his father just so he can get your praise?Looks like hell has freezed over.

Dion agriche,an extremely intimidating man with expectantly incredible abilities,able to withstand attacks as brutal as a bear,he still stood as if it was merely a scratch.

He was never the type to express any sort of emotion.Never,in his his life.So for him to feel his heart skipping whenever he was in the same room as you confuses him.

It must be a spell,he thought.you must've caused a hex on him for him to feel such things,but when he discovered that it wasn't a hex that you placed on him,he had never been so deep in thought for his whole entire life of living.

He wanted to figure out how could he feel like this?what did you do?did you curse him?placed a powerful spell so you can kill him?

....

It was neither any of that.

You didn't placed a spell or curse on him.

You never did no such thing.

It was him.

It was his own doing.

His own being falling for you.

Even if he is still a little conflicted,he will know soon enough.Just as long you stay a little longer and teach him,he will do anything you wish for.

AGRICHE TO PEDELIAN

SUMMARY . flowers don't attract butterflies alone. suddenly, others are gravitating to you, expanding your long list of obsessive admirers. pt. 1

CHARACTERS . THE BLUE PEDELIAN

WARNINGS . YANDERE, female child reader, platonic, ooc, kidnapping, mild injury, implied violence, unhealthy relationships (if i missed any, kindly alert me)

WORDCOUNT . 2.4k+ / MASTERLIST.

HOW DID it end up like this? It all happened in the span of one night while you were asleep. And when you reopened your eyes, you quickly discovered that you were no longer inside your bedroom. You had time to explore every place in your manor, so when you couldn’t identify which part of the manor you were in, you began to panic and overthink.

Your distress got worse when a silver-haired female burst into the room and grabbed you into a hug as if there wasn’t some problem with this. At this point, you began to cry, fully convinced that you were kidnapped, pushing the woman away from you, and startling her. It was in chaos for a while, your screams mixing with your words as you wailed for your freedom. The woman tried to reassure you with sweet words, inclusive of the maids present who stepped in to assist by dangling pretty jewelry in front of your face to distract you.

Unfortunately, their efforts to appease you only increased your wails. When a masculine figure barged into the room this time, it was only then you stopped crying, in favor of blinking at him while the stray tears fell from the corner of your eyes. Staring at the male, you knew he looked familiar, your panicked mind just couldn’t identify who. 

When he approached you with a gentle smile, patted your head, and began this monologue of ‘protecting’ you, you finally put the pieces together; this male was no other than the heir of The Blue Pedelian, CASSIS. Oh, boy…

In truth, your kidnapping was all ROXANA's fault, and she had no choice but to admit that. God forbid if her family found out that she was the whole reason for your disappearance, it would even make her kind-hearted mother hold some form of grudge against her and result in her execution. Luckily, no one was able to trace the doings back to her… except her red-eyed freak of an older brother.

Satisfying her curiosity was not worth it. As they say, it killed the cat. Now, she was stuck reaping the consequences of her stupidity; distraught over your disappearance, and additional work that could have been avoided, in her plan.

…If her life didn't depend on his, you bet she would have already retaliated without mercy. How foolish, she gave him an inch and he took a mile.

But, who is to blame other than herself? To explain, it was a fleeting thought that crossed her mind one morning to which she initially paid no mind… till it stubbornly stuck inside her brain. From what she remembered, in The Abysmal Flower, Sylvia displayed extreme and obsessive feelings toward you, despite being the enemy, willing to risk her safety to keep you by her side. Due to her intervention, however, Sylvia remained out of the picture. Still, she began to wonder.

If Sylvia wasn’t immune to your adorable charms, could it possibly be the same for Cassis? And thus, it marked the beginning of her little experiment. It came as no surprise to her that Cassis was on guard when she first introduced you to him. After all, almost every Agriche child was a demon spawn.

Regardless of the precautions Cassis took, his guard quickly crumbled once he was exposed to your innocence and purity, much to Roxana’s amusement. His hostile attitude quickly evaporated, he even held you on his lap (with Roxana’s permission), reciting stories that would intrigue a child your age. …She wished he was that cooperative with her as well.

She continued this pattern for a few weeks… every day, she would spare some time to take you to Cassis and observe how it played out in the distance. And each time, it never failed to entertain her. A righteous and kept man like him becomes nothing more than a slave for a child, an enemy’s child. She was long satisfied with her discovery, it’s just that Cassis was always in a better mood and more willing to listen after he spent his time with you.

But the day Cassis got too comfortable and had the guts to refer to you as one of his SIBLINGS, she realized, she may have spoiled him too much. She never had a problem when Sylvia referred to you as her ‘little sister.’ However, that was BEFORE she was thrown into the novel world. Now that she had the opportunity to experience your kindness herself, anyone who tried to make their claim on you outside the family is nothing LESS aggravating. And that was the end of your little visits.

That’s when it went downhill. Of course, Cassis was quick to pick up on your sudden absence throughout the days. He tried to ask, but once Roxana's tone progressively got more aggressive the longer he persisted, he finally got the hint. He wasn't seeing you again.

Roxana was grateful that Cassis had shut his mouth after a while. But, she found it odd how compliant he remained without your presence. More so, she hated the way he stared at her, a hidden intent she couldn't figure out in his eyes. It intensified when she gave him a map of the manor, a faint sighting of a smirk ghosting his lips. …Out of all people, Roxana would have never expected Cassis to kidnap someone. Trust no one, as they say. What an arse… Repaying her good deeds with this.

And so, the manor of The Black Agriche was thrown into a frenzy, having lost something very precious. Unless Roxana wanted to stir more trouble with hasty actions, she must sit quietly for now. …At the very least she didn’t need to worry about your safety. Unlike The Black Agriche, The Blue Pedelian will never torture their captives, let alone a young child like you…

Meanwhile, you were having your own crisis. This was a very drastic change. Although the violent nature of your family often terrifies you, you have grown used to it… kind of. Now, with the serene environment of The Blue Pedelians, you've grown antsy, anticipating some form of chaos to arise.

Ignoring how he took you without your agreement (no matter how hard he tried to justify his actions in a good light), you felt more comfortable being around CASSIS than the rest of the family. You weren’t sure if the times spent together back in your manor contributed to your lack of fear around him or relieved over the fact that your situation could have been very worse, and you didn’t care all that much. Cassis's attitude toward you didn’t change from when he was held prisoner, instead, his doting habits only increased now that his actions were not limited and monitored. He spoils you a lot, more than he spoils his younger sister. He will try his hardest to provide whatever you want, as long as it stays within the 'reasonable' range.

And by 'reasonable' he means, stop asking him to return you home. Suddenly, he understood Roxana's frustration. Is this what she felt when he continuously persisted? He doesn't get why you would want to return home out of all places; your family is vile.

It's not like you wanted to return, you had to. Although you wished to run away and never return, the odds were still not in your favor for you to make your escape plan. Something also told you that residing in The Blue Pedelian Manor was its own kind of hell…

The possible feud that can brew if your whereabouts were revealed made your skin crawl with fear. Knowing your value between the two families as well, you would be caught in the crossfire, and who knows what would happen to you then… You were trying to make things better for you, not destroy all your chances.

Cassis still didn't listen to your concerns (he never does), shutting down your complaints with a stern glare. …You just hope whatever war was to break out, it would happen later rather than sooner…

Just what was wrong with you? He’s trying his hardest to get you accustomed to your new surroundings, spoiling you with gifts, spending time with you along with his sister, anything to put you at ease. Yet, you just didn’t care! All you did was flush his efforts down the drain. He thought he was making progress with you, so he would never expected it, hell, even imagined it. But, when he caught you creeping around the exit gates, your freaked-out expression said it all. Now, here you were, leg chained to the bedpost back inside your prison-like bedroom. Seeing you chained up reminded him of himself, and it was interesting to see the roles switch to some extent. Truthfully, your tears pained him, but, he didn’t see the point in you crying. He wasn’t doing anything bad and he wished that you’d stop acting as if he was.

"Why can’t you understand that this is for your benefit?"

Oh? SYLVIA adores you? Why, that's no secret and is obvious to anyone who witnesses the interaction between you and her. Why wouldn't she love you!? You're everything she ever wanted in a younger sister… well, minus the looks, but, she can get past that!

MORE doting than Cassis, it's overbearing, honestly. Ever since your first encounter, you don't remember a time when you were left alone; it's always some lousy excuse to be around you. She hugs, kisses, cuddles, squishes, and any affectionate gesture she can think of, she does it to you. It was like she was trying to merge herself with you.

Honestly, her compassion spooked you. Her behavior reminded you a lot of your second stepmother, Maria. So, you weren't surprised when she had some hostile reaction whenever a maid would unintentionally interrupt your 'bonding' time. The sweeter they are, the more aggressive. Well, at least there weren't any dead bodies scattered on the ground…

Have you ever been so upset that you began to cry? Sylvia is a perfect demonstration of that. Perhaps you were right to compare her to Maria, the rage evident on her face was akin to the deadly glare your stepmother wore when she was furious. Flashbacks clouded your mind of how Maria snapped when a servant accidentally spilled milk on your gown. This situation was much different; a maid somehow cut your hand with the teacup. The one time Sylvia thought it was a good idea to let you get some fresh air outside your room, the fun atmosphere was ruined by something silly as this. It’s no surprise if your family lashed out, but to see a sophisticated woman such as Sylvia spew out words of profanity and behave so hostile was unexpected. At the very least, you appreciated she held back for your sake. With the way her hands shook with rage the longer she chewed out the maid, you had the impression Sylvia wanted to do much more than a stern talking to.

“There you are! I looked for you everywhere. I was beginning to worry that you’ve run away, but, you won’t do that to me, right?”

Your fear of RISCHEL was reasonable. Given his position inside his household, you two never met that often. However, the rare times you do meet, his piercing gaze never fails to make you shrink back on yourself. If you think about it, his hateful attitude made sense. You were one of the many offsprings of his biggest enemy, Lante, and said enemy kidnapped his son and tormented him mercilessly. Some of his son’s many torturers included Lante’s children, so you could just imagine the many scenarios that went through his mind. You don’t blame him if he was tempted to torment you, solely for Lante having a taste of his own medicine.

While Rischel’s expression came across as wanting to bury you six feet under, in truth, he was very much intrigued by your existence. It was confusing to see his son return with an unconscious child after escaping. And for a moment he feared that his son went mad when the child held in his arms was an Agriche and pleaded for your protection.

He was hesitant (for good reason) but ultimately agreed in the end. If his son saw something valuable in you, then there must be some worth in keeping you around. However, it didn’t mean he automatically trusted you. Without your knowledge, he monitored you, planting eyes everywhere. Any suspicious activity he was informed of would be enough validation for him to throw you out with no hesitation.

…So how exactly did his wariness morph into overwhelming softness toward you? (like father like son) The feeling just dawned upon him and he noticed it all: your mannerisms, your innocence, it slowly rubbed on him in a positive light. This was strange. He wonders if you had used a spell on him, no one should fall under anyone’s whims so suddenly as if you possessed this charm that melts even the hearts of the cold-blooded. But, oh, did the feeling around you feel so nice. And soon, he simply gave in to the desire to love you and protect you.

You realized how much more tolerable he became of your presence, to your relief. Even so, the feelings you saw on the outside couldn’t begin to compare to the rapidly developing obsessive feelings he harbored for you. And by the time you began to pick up on the dangerous signals, the damage was already done.

You were beyond speechless when you looked into the reflection of the mirror, staring at someone else entirely. Her hair was a shade of pure silver, and her eyes resembled the golden rays of the sun. As you reached your hand out to touch the glass, your body froze as reality sunk in. This was not another person, but rather you, with a new appearance and identity you were forced to carry. Looking over your shoulder, you glanced at the faces of Rischel, Cassis, and Sylvia, hoping for all of this to be one big joke. But, the pleased glances they returned alerted you that this situation was far from a joke, and you had to accept your new fate.

“Sylvia was correct. This look suits you perfectly.”

You were stressed and rightfully so. How could all of this happen? And why did it have to be you? You were still young and didn’t deserve to deal with these problems. In such a short amount of time, along with new obsessors formed, you temporarily resigned to a new lifestyle, switching from agriche to pedelian.

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THEIR DELICATE FLOWER

SUMMARY . flowers come in assorted colors and produce sweet nectar. as a result, flowers attract various kinds of butterflies, even the so-called deadly ones. pt. 2

CHARACTERS . THE BLACK AGRICHE (minus Fontaine)

WARNINGS . YANDERE, female child reader, platonic, ooc, violence, death, unhealthy relationships, everyone somehow finding a way to terrorize reader, the agriche family as a whole (if i missed any, kindly alert me)

WORDCOUNT . 5.8k+ / MASTERLIST.

YOUR MOTHER was already a laughing stock and a huge disgrace to The Black Agriche. Due to this, she was confined to her room, away from the disgusted eyes that followed her form with every step she took. Her reputation further decreased when word spread in the household that she gave birth to a baby girl… a sickly one at that. Was she trying to ruin the image The Black Agriche carefully built for years!?

When LANTE found out, he was beyond livid. The disdain he held for your mother was very evident as the slightest hint of her has him in a sour mood and heads rolling. Still, he gave her a chance to redeem herself; birth a worthy child was all he commanded. However, the ending result only proved that she was indeed a useless woman.

Nobody could have stopped him from what he did next, not even the wails and desperate pleas of his other wife that knelt helplessly on the ground. Unleashing his bloodlust, your mother was brutally killed. The only ones spared were his other wife and you, as he deemed it foolish to judge you as a newborn. Perhaps your state was only temporary and as you grew older, you would impress him.

Unfortunately, that wasn’t the case. Although you weren’t sick, you grew to be a rather fragile individual. The littlest pressure has you crumpling in pain, wheezing breathlessly. A disappointment, really. Nevertheless, he kept giving you another chance to prove yourself. When you fail, he gives another and another, and another, and another-

It was then he realized how lenient he has been with you out of all people. Why he hasn’t diced you into a pile of meat as he claimed each time was beyond him. Every time you made a fault, he found himself scrambling for a reason to excuse your deplorable actions. It was unlikely of him and bothered him to a large extent.

Having enough of the confusing emotions you struck within him, an order was sent out, requesting your presence. Understandably, you were petrified as it was not common for the Head of The Agriche Family to express interest in seeing anyone out of the blue. And with an amused smirk, he watched as you nervously eat the desserts brought by the servants before dismissing you from his private room.

He continued doing this, either inviting you to the room or seeking you outside, the extreme feelings he experienced deepening with every interaction he held with you. Eventually, it escalated to a point where he didn’t want you to leave his side. He soon concluded that he will never understand what aspect of yours drew this uncharacteristic side out of him. And oddly enough… he was at peace with it. Maybe your mother was capable of doing good. Hmm…

Effortlessly, the killer of your mother lifted you from your seat. A touch meant to be comforting caused shockwaves of discomfort and fear to travel up your spine. His expression was unreadable, scrutinizing gaze never leaving your form. Eyes resembling the crimson red of blood, the picture was forever burned into your memory.

“...How strange.”

Unsurprisingly to most, SIERRA was the best friend of your mother. Looking past the horrible rumors that lingered inside the household about your mother, she decided to befriend her. And boy, was she relieved, discovering that your mother was nothing like the rumors had stated, no, your mother was just a sweet, harmless woman. The moments spent were very wholesome and a change of pace from the insanity that lingered in the household.

Though… everything went crashing down when your mother became pregnant with you. Don’t misunderstand Sierra… she was overjoyed over the announcement of you. What frightened her so much was that your mother fell terribly ill and without much reason. When your mother expressed her concerns about your health, Sierra also felt dread, wanting nothing horrible to happen to you. While it’s not related to health, Sierra knew what it’s like to be worried about your child’s well-being; she knew it all too well. Bless her kind-hearted soul, she hoped your mother would never experience the pain she was put through.

But, it appeared as though her prayers and hopes were all for naught as you were born sickly and frail. And aware of the monstrosity that will arise afterward, her heart shattered into a million pieces. Still, her knowledge of this evil pattern will never emotionally nor mentally prepare her for the disastrous event. Oh, she hated how powerless she was. Her screams, wails, and pleas were futile, having to witness the execution of her beloved friend at the hands of her husband. Why must the people she loves suffer so much?

She was left alone in the room, sobbing into her palm. Had it not been for the soft wails of your newborn self, she would have remained there on the ground, allowing the coolness of the tiles to seep onto her skin as she wept to her heart’s content. Frantically leaping to her feet and momentarily pushing her grief aside, she scooped your bundled self in her arms, listening to you calm down as a woeful frown etched itself onto her lips. Blinking away the stray tears in the corner of her eyes, she hugged you closer to her chest, rocking you slowly. She might as well enjoy what was left of her beloved friend.

History surely had its cruel way of repeating itself. As you aged, you developed a lovely personality; innocent and pure, contrasting the sadistic and aggressive personas the rest of your family members owned. Why it destroyed her the way it did was because your traits were on par with her deceased son, Ashil. Just what did she do to relive such a nightmare?

By some miracle, Lante seemed to favor you tremendously. The stress that was lifted from her shoulders was refreshing. …It was especially difficult to ignore how extremely clingy Sierra was toward you. Every hour of the day, every second, Sierra insisted to be by your side, never allowing you a moment of isolation. Even so, her clinginess will never compare to how overprotective she was. God forbid if you got injured in her sight, or somehow managed to sneak away from her watchful eyes for too long. She will fall into hysterics, holding onto the little thread of sanity she possessed as she smothers you with overbearing attention.

You almost screamed in terror at the figure looming above you. Thankfully, your brain reacted quicker as you identified the figure as your stepmother. What mostly unnerved you was not the fact that she most likely might have been watching you sleep, but how… lifeless she looked. You didn’t know she was able to make such a face. Quietly, you called out to her which successfully snapped her out of her trance. Wordlessly, the woman sunk to her knees and wrapped her arms around your small body, stuffing her face in your torso. Regardless of your utter confusion as to why she visited you in the dead of night, you returned the gesture, spurring her to tears. Doesn’t look like she’ll be leaving anytime soon…

“...It could have been you as well…”

When Sierra says she’s going to stay with you, she means that she is staying with you. She does a good job of it as well, much to your dismay. But her whimpers every time you tried to run away always filled you with guilt, grounding you next to her. And thus, due to Sierra’s stubbornness to leave you alone, this is how MARIA met you.

It was a bright and sunny day, the flowers were in season, and birds were chirping merrily… it was the perfect condition to host a tea party! What better way to relax under this glorious weather than to enjoy tea and desserts with her favorite guests? So excitedly, Maria sent invitations.

Sierra was one of the last few to arrive. When Maria went to greet her, what she wasn’t expecting was two instead of one. Honestly speaking… Maria did not care for both you and your mother. Yes, she has heard of the gossip of your mother circulating among the Agriche Wives, and yes, she has heard the talk of your birth. But for someone who has never seen you or your mother before, there was only so much fuel she could add to the fire.

Her eyebrows were raised as Sierra timidly states that she brought someone along. Since Sierra was mostly alone, it was a surprise to her. Though all questions died down in her throat when she caught a glimpse of you.

The umbrella that was tightly grasped in her hand fell to the ground, her jaw slackening as she stared at you with blown eyes. …Was it even possible to be more beautiful than Sierra and her daughter combined!? You were just as pretty as a flower!

Not much explanation was needed, she immediately fell head over heels for you. Forget the fact you came uninvited, come relax and have some tea! Squealing with a skip in her step, she snatched you from Sierra's side, ushering you to a comfortable seat where she and all the ladies present fussed over you. …You left with a stomach bursting from sweets that day…

Unfortunately, gaining Maria's affection means you're subjected to her bizarre actions. If you had Sierra visiting your room in the dead of night, you had Maria visiting your room at the crack of dawn. You've woken up to her beaming face far too many times to count…

Braiding your hair, dressing up, and playing pretend are Maria's favorite activities with you and they always end with her pinching your cheeks and kissing them before she leaves. She really wanted to lock you up for herself, a cute little doll all for her to admire, pamper and cherish.

Maria was very cheerful and a bit eccentric, so you mostly felt at peace in her presence. …But that all changed when you stayed at a party longer than you should have. What you saw was like a wake-up call for you, unless they were Sierra, no matter how sweet they make themselves appear, they were still an Agriche, dehumanized, and evil.

You suddenly felt the dessert you ate creep up your throat as you stared at the servant's corpse... what was left of it, at least. The spoon you used to eat the treat slipped from your fingers, falling onto the table with a loud rattle. Your second stepmother, the murderer, was unbothered by it all, a devilish smile occupying her doll-like features, calming dishing out orders for the servant’s body to be fed to the beastly creatures that resided inside the mansion. At the sight of you, her sadistic smile morphed into one filled with pure adoration. She made her way to you giddily and squeezed you into a hug, uncaring of the evidence of her killing smearing all over your body. Frozen, you just stood there as she lovingly pressed a sweet kiss on your cheek.

"My! Aren't you such a Cutie Pie!"

The first time she saw you, she only gave you a glance… before she almost stumbled over as she did a double take. Once she regained her composure, in quick, long strides, ROXANA closed the distance between you both, firmly placing a gloved hand on your shoulder. You flinched, nearly shooting off the ground. The hallways were pretty much empty, so where the hell did she randomly emerge from?

Her stare intimidated you as her eyes were practically glaring holes into your body. It remained that way for a while, her hand on your shoulder as she stared, you, too scared out of your mind to even breathe properly. Soon, her hard stare turned soft, her reddened lips curling into her iconic smile.

Do you know how long she has waited to see you? The answer, she’s been waiting for years. The Abysmal Flower is a book that was offered to her by a school friend in her previous life… to which she initially detested reading because of the triggering contents the novel entailed… but she got past that. Because of all the dark themes, your character was an abnormality in the novel so to speak, especially when you were a member of The Black Agriche. The Black Agriche was known for its criminal activities… Fraud, Theft, Drugs & Poison, and most importantly murder, taking away lives without batting an eyelid.

You didn't belong with that, choosing peace as a method rather than violence. You were just a poor unfortunate soul inside a den filled with savages. It was a custom tradition in the household to eliminate those who stood outside their reputation as it displayed signs of weakness. But you remained unharmed by their gruesome acts. You see, the book portrayed you as possessing this indescribable charm where people feel more inclined to protect you than to harm you. Clearly, The Black Agriche was under this so-called charm of yours. It also extended to the novel’s heroine, Sylvia, who despite hating The Black Agriche, fell in love with you because of your angelic nature, viewing you as a younger sibling. Sadly, blinded by her rage and sorrow over the news of her brother’s killing, she wiped you out with the rest… falling into deeper despair after realizing she destroyed you as well.

Admittingly, Roxana held a grudge over Sylvia and the authors for that stunt. You were her favorite character by far and had so much potential. So even though the alarms blared loudly as her mind registered that she reincarnated as an Agriche and the trials that come along with the name, she was buzzing from glee now that she had a chance to see you… years after.

But after that ‘incident’ and the daily nuisances, she ought to handle for survival, the thought of you slowly slipped from her mind… until now. While no one will stupidly lay a finger on you inside the household, the same cannot be said for some outside the household. The Black Agriche has made quite the amount of enemies, after all. You being the favored one, including your predicament will make you a big target of these enemies. Thus, Roxana does her best to add extra security to your life.

Whenever she gets the chance, she will constantly check on you. If not, she will simply send one of her butterflies to always be updated about your whereabouts. Don’t you see? Whatever she does, it’s done in your favor… So, please enlighten her as to why you appear to be so antsy around her. She hasn’t done anything wrong, has she? She didn’t know you had a dramatic side… but, oh well, that’s endearing too.

She was nice to you, very very nice. For some reason though, it scared you more than it flattered you. You were unsure of why, but your instincts always screamed at you to avoid the blonde. She hasn’t done anything for you to fear her, only spoiling you with exquisite gifts and jewelry. But after what happened with your second stepmother… you didn’t want to take chances. A gloved thumb distracted you from your thoughts, gently caressing your cheek. Lifting your gaze, you peered into reddened hues, an emotion you were unable to decipher swirling in them. She smiled at you fondly, cooing even. Placing your hands on your lap, you smiled back, ignoring the nauseating churn in your stomach.

“Did I perhaps do something wrong? No? Then you don’t mind staying longer with your Big Sister, right~?”

Roxana’s extreme adoration for you had JEREMY torn between anxiety and anger. It’s already bad enough that he had to share his sister’s attention with the god-forsaken Blue Pedelian but now a whiny baby has come to steal the remainder of his spotlight!? He’s NOT happy. I mean, he was there longer than both you AND him. Though, it seems that his sister favors you more than the horny dog… Not that it makes it any better. It’s still annoying.

Jeremy has mentioned this several times to his sister, mostly about you. It was obvious he was jealous, but his complaints stemmed deeper than jealousy, it was fear that his sister will leave him if she attaches herself to others. Growing up in a loveless household was beyond excruciating and his sister, being the first one to treat him like a human and not a weapon, he continuously yearned for her affection. He didn’t want to return to what it was before, and if denying his sister interactions with others stopped that, he’s all in for it. Reassuring words from his sister, however, washed away the little panic inside him.

Still, it lingered on his mind, you. His sister doesn’t mention anyone just like that; if she does, it certainly isn’t to that extent. She’s always smiling, her eyes glitter in excitement, and she rambles on and on, very unusual for her. At least you make her happy… Nevermind. He’s still bitter about the whole thing.

In time, he finally asks his sister if he can meet the person that caught her eye. It could be anyone, considering the ungodly amount of siblings he had and since she was heading to where you were located, he might as well tag along too. His sister’s hesitation didn’t escape his eye, no matter how hard she tried to hide it. Looks like you held more value to her than he first presumed…

After contemplating her answer for a while, she gave in, beckoning him closer with a finger. As they walked together, she told him you were the shy type, and it's highly advised that he doesn't do something to overwhelm you. He wasn't sure if it was his imagination or not… but he felt as though there was a subtle threat underlying her words… Soon enough, they arrived at your bedroom doors.

What did you look like? What kind of person truly are you? His sister paints you a good light, going so far saying you were an angel descended from the heavens. But what if there was a dark side you skillfully concealed? That you were just another savage under the disguise of an innocent? It’s not like he doubted his sister’s judgment… just simply concerned for her well-being.

Well, he'll be damned. And slightly ashamed too. Look at you… you were so frail… and gentle too. The way you touched Roxana and spoke with her, (god, your VOICE!) was so soft, musical, and pleasing to the ears. He kind of flinched when the conversation held between you and his sister switched to him, his sister gesturing to him with a hand. His heart warmed, seeing how your big-doe eyes looked at him, the beautiful hue of them twinkling with curiosity.

Most recoil from his touch but, you reached out to him, interlacing your tiny fingers with his. He noticed how your hand trembled, looks like Roxana was correct, you were the shy type. Even so, you overcame your anxiety to greet him! Him! The final blow was the sweet giggle that escaped your lips, swinging your hand in his. Forget Angel, you were Heaven Sent.

It was very silly how easily he fell under your control, but can you blame him? When was the last time someone treated him with genuine kindness and affection other than his sister? He visited you a lot after that, to your surprise. You thought it was a one-time thing, but here he is, bringing spoils and stuffed animals every day. At that point, you had to ask for another room to store your gifts from him… Jokes and banter are common between you two, him doing most of the interaction, pinching your cheeks, and tickling your sides. Jeremy… turns out to be more childish than you, who is a child, and that said something. It amazed you when he’s on the verge of falling onto the ground and crying out whenever you declined his time with you.

Then there were instances that he was similar to a cat, cute and loving to the people he cherishes, pissy and hostile to others when they come near his cherished. What you hated about him was his ugly jealousy streak and the damage he brings with it. It can annoying when someone you like doesn’t spend much time with you as you’d like, but was it really worth bashing their head into the floor?

You walked hand-in-hand with your brother who hummed merrily. As for you, you were in a state of shock, silent as your mind tried to process what had happened prior earlier. Why did he… kill the servant? They were being nice to you were they not? It was just a lovely fresh-picked flower they wanted to gift out of the goodness of their heart. To you, you thought it was the prettiest one you’ve ever seen so far, the vibrant color palette reminding you of yourself. Mesmerized you were very close to taking the pretty thing, your chubby hands reaching to clasp at the plant. In the BLINK of an eye, the servant was no longer in their spot, the flower soaking in a puddle of blood on the ground, and your hands outstretched. The liquid was also splattered on your face, little droplets spluttered on your dress. In front of you was your brother, an enraged face overtaking his features. And underneath his boot was… the servant that offered the flower to you. What just happened…? Shrugging off how your irises dilated as he came closer, he knelt to the ground, scooping the flower from its puddle. And with a beaming smile, he patted your head, giving the bloodied flower to you instead.

“They’re out of their fuckin’ minds if they think I’d allow them to taint you.”

After your encounter with Roxana, she basically took over the role of bodyguard away from Sierra. Then you appreciated Sierra more, for mingling in Roxana’s presence had you stiffer than a board. The evening was a stormy one, the raindrops harshly beating against the roof, the low rumbles of thunder, and the faint flashes of lightning. For some odd reason, Roxana wanted to take a walk with you in this weather. You didn’t want to, but one word of hers led to another, and now you’re here. Too bad you were too scared to speak up.

Suddenly, she told you she had to run a small errand. It won’t take long, she insisted, and just like that, you were left “unsupervised” in the middle of the hallway. When you wanted to be left alone, you didn’t mean it like this. The hallways were eerily vacant and your room was nowhere nearby. The setting didn’t ease your growing anxiety; it was straight out of a horror novel where anything was capable of jumping you at any given moment. So… imagine how your soul left your body when you glanced over your shoulder, only to make eye contact with a face.

Gasping loudly, you spun around and stumbled backward, your small hands clutching at your clothes. Hair dark as the night sky, eyes red as blood… How did your father manage to silence his footsteps…? And most importantly, what could he possibly want from you…?  The deep frown he wore is a bad sign… Did you finally manage to push your father over the edge!?

The distant sound of heels hastily clacking against the floor trickled into your eyes. Shortly after Roxana came into view, panting heavily as she shot a firey glare at the figure in front of you followed by a trail of threats. How did she have the courage to do that!? Did she not fear your father’s wrath? More so, why was he not responding? And who is this DION!? Too confused to study your fear of your sister when she lifted you into her arms, you wrapped your arms around her neck staring at a smirk creeping on who you assumed to be your father’s face.

The days continued smoothly (as the routine with Lante, Sierra, Maria, Roxana, and Jeremy occurred too often to be considered strange) and you lived your life as best as possible. But that was just the calm before the storm… 

Jumping from your seat, the porcelain cup slipped from your hands, shattering on the ground and spilling the milk. Your heart was hammering in your chest and your skin grew ice cold. Maria, Sierra, and the women present at the tea party also freaked out, the former rushing to both of your sides as they attempted to soothe your panicking self.

But that was a mistake for as soon as Maria touched you, you broke down into a fit of tears. They were confused, you were fine seconds ago! Was it perhaps the milk you drank with your biscuits that caused this!? Well, that certainly wouldn't slip by!

However, was that the answer to your panic? No. Someone was… watching you. It wasn't a normal glance… but rather one that instilled apprehensiveness in the hearts of numerous, and unfortunately, it was geared toward you. Left, right, and back, you frantically looked around, trying to identify who it was the person that had you so distraught. But, you couldn't, which made you cry harder and flail your arms about.

You knew the situation was very bad that the noise caught the attention of Lante, summoning him inside the greenhouse where the tea party was hosted. He was disgruntled, unsure of what to do. He didn't train himself to be a proper parent, so how should he know how to tame a crying child no less?

The best option he thought of was to carry you to your bed quarters and your stepmothers quickly complied, Maria whispering sweet nothings into your ears as she carried you, and Sierra lurking not too far behind.

There was some fun in isolation, you thought, as you found solace in the confinement of your room. Whenever you tried to stay outside in the company of others, so did the feeling of being watched return, the dread worsening the smaller the crowd gets. The feeling always disappeared when you were alone in your room, or by yourself… hold on, did you just hear your bedroom door lock?

This man was not your father. It made sense now why your sister treated him with disrespect. If he was not your father, could he possibly be one of your siblings? Though he looks like him, a carbon copy you think, he was sure far worse than your father in personality. Dull, apathetic, and very sadistic. He had no regard for life either as he shamelessly killed the maid assigned to you in front of your eyes. Even when the blood splattered on his face, he showed no emotion, maintaining eye contact with you. Could he be the one that was watching you all this time? Why did he wait to approach you when you were alone? Have you upset him in some way? Was he going to slaughter you next? All these questions ran through your head, unknowingly letting the tears gathered in your eyes run down your cheeks. This caught his attention, the smirk you remembered him having on your first encounter spreading on his lips. Kneeling in front of your bed, uncaring of how you trembled in his company, he reached out a hand, rubbing his finger tenderly against your cheek. It was sick how he found satisfaction that he evoked such a reaction from you. A teardrop fell onto his finger and he brought it to his lips, tasting it. What was meant to be salty, the flavor burst with sweetness in his mouth.

“I wonder what other reactions I can get from you.”

Weak… Fragile… Gentle… Pure… Innocent… How are you surviving in this god-forsaken household? It’s even more amusing to witness the same man, her father, protect what he firmly strived to kill. And that’s how GRISELDA formed a great interest in you, the youngest of The Black Agriche. She remembers clearly, a conversation she held with one of her younger half-sisters years ago, the person responsible for knocking her out of her top three rankings. Smiling happily with her fingers interlaced underneath her chin, she promised to show her something that will greatly humor her.

You may not have been the ‘thing’ her sister was referring to, nevertheless, it was not an unwelcomed one. Ah, she wonders, how long has it been since she has had that spark of interest? The day her sibling died in front of her eyes, feelings such as love became foreign to her. But, you? You restored these lost feelings of hers from first sight. She was stupefied when it happened, her body overflowing with spontaneous bursts of energy.

Truth be told, she had an eye on you for the longest while now, aching to meet you in person at least once. But, curse her hectic schedule to hell, leaving her no choice but to satisfy her curiosity about you from the little stories told by her other half-siblings. For the first time, she had felt a sense of ugly envy… Will they know of it though? No.

Fate was cruel to her, she thinks. First, to take away her sibling she loved, and second, to present, oh, such an ethereal gift, just to keep it away from her arm's length having to watch down on you from the villa’s balcony, scurrying about with her other siblings. For now, she’ll keep it that way, looking at you with a sober expression from afar, but still offering you exquisite gifts to make you aware of her existence.

It was another gift that seemed to spawn alive onto your dressing table, probably from your anonymous gift-giver. You had asked your siblings, including your stepmother who would occasionally step inside if they were the ones responsible, to which they all responded with a ‘no.’ You wondered if it were a servant that did it, but after what transpired with the previous one, you doubted anyone outside your family will be willing to take such a risk. This time, the gift was sitting in a glass vase, filled with water. In the vase were the flowers you adored with the lovely aroma. Happily, you whiffed the scent. Picking up the note that came with the gift, it read, ‘These flowers reminded me of you. I hope you enjoy them as much as I do… Sincerely, Griselda.’

“Don’t die on me, Little Sister. I won’t allow it~”

You were very confused to see a red-headed girl on her hands and knees, panting heavily for air. She was shaken too, a sickly color to her pale skin and the cold sweat that ran down the exposed parts of her body. But as you caught the dim red glow in the corner of your eye, as well as the faint sound of wings flapping, you were able to put two-and-two together; the girl was most likely tormented by Roxana’s infamous killer butterflies.

You pitied her, knowing what those butterflies were capable of, one almost biting your finger clean off your hand in one instance. But, that was just a sole butterfly you dealt with, she must have encountered several. And from one victim to another, you approached her shaking form in the hopes of comforting her.

Though… it seems she didn’t appreciate the sentiment… the fiery stare she gave you in response shut you up quickly and almost made you lose your bowels right there. Screaming insults and curses, she sprang to her feet and shoved past you, storming off to where she wanted to go. You just stood there in your spot, wide-eyed with your hands on your chest. Well, that’s what you get for roping yourself into situations that didn’t concern you…

From her outburst, you didn’t anticipate seeing her again, nor do you think she would want to see you. So her interrupting the tea party with yourself in the garden the next day startled you. Overcoming your shock, you smiled at her and invited her to join you and enjoy a couple of biscuits. She stuck her nose into the air and gawked at you as though you’d grown two heads… but still agreed. You did most of the talking, shortly learning her name, CHARLOTTE, and her exchanging haughty remarks here and then. It was a decent event…

If only you knew what exactly your brief display of kindness unconsciously resigned yourself to. Charlotte… was awfully demanding. After the tea party, Charlotte appeared by you very frequently, ordering that you drop whatever it was you were doing, and spend time with her. It could be one of the most important things you had to handle and she would not care. You could be with one of your siblings and she would not care. You could be sick and worn out, she will NOT care. If she wants to be with you, it will be now, no time for discussion. Just TRY to say no, it won’t do you any good. You said yes a lot, mostly because of your fear of what she will do if you deprive her of what she desired. She already made you petrified with a glare, how much worse will it be once she reaches her limit and lashes out? You have no ability to defend yourself when the time comes, so why should you cause trouble? Give in and avoid the unnecessary problem.

She was shaking with fury, hands angrily pulling at her puffy pigtails. How dare they…? HOW DARE THEY!? Are they stupid!? What do you mean you can’t spend time with her!? YOU BOTH ALWAYS SPEND TIME TOGETHER AT THIS TIME! WHY was she and him getting in her way of being with YOU!? They have to be stupid! While she went through an internal crisis, you clutched at your clothes, tears pricking at your eyes. Her green eyes were practically glowing with wrath from the hatred she harbored for your older sister and brother! She was also on the verge of snapping, that you can tell. She was losing all of her morality the longer they denied her what she wanted. You would have excused yourself long ago, but when she’s like this, that’s not the ideal option, for she may do something regrettable to you. Stepping behind your sister, your ears twitched at the sound of a whip cracking, inclusive of a butterflies’ wings, indicating the start of a full-on brawl.

“GO AWAY! Can’t you see we’re in the middle of something!?”

And finally… YOU! How do you feel about your family's attention to you? You never saw how other families interact with their kin… but you knew that what your family was doing was wrong. It was dangerous and obsessive. Would you tell them that? No. Unless you wish to suffer a fate worse than death by confronting them, you will keep your silence until all the odds are in your favor.

They were the butterflies, your mannerisms and kindness as the sweet nectar and color that attracted them, and you, their delicate flower.

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I'd be so useless if I were isekai'd how do they remember minute aspects of the story to use it to their advantage?? In my head all the manhwas are kinda mushed other than my few favs

"i don't have a type" but this is literally me:

Jeremy: in my defense, I was left unsupervised.

Roxana: wasn't y/n with you as well?

Y/n: in my defense, I was also left unsupervised

X: So... who's the big spoon and who's the little spoon?

Y/n: We're chopsticks

X: Uh... Well, that's cute!

X: Does that mean the you two snuggle together perfectly?

Dion: No, it means that if you take the other away, the only thing the other one is good for is stabbing.