Pipsy
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You've been queen for only a few years when John Price invades, kills the king, and leaves you with a choice:
You can die alongside your lord husband, and be buried as queen-
Or you can take his lieutenant as your husband, and keep your life as his lady, tied to the new King and owing your life to him and his grace.
You stare at your feet, wrists tied together, and whisper that you don't want to die.
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A dark, hooded figure emerged from the dense snowstorm, growing far too tall as it approached. You shuffled back weakly in the bloodstained snow and winced as you jostled the trap clamped on your boot.
“What is this?” the man’s voice rumbled, muffled behind his mask. “You are…not what I expected to catch today.” He crouched and cupped your cheek reverently, as if you were a tiny creature whose delicate bones would snap at a too-rough touch.
You flinched at first — but he was warm, so warm.
“You are very far from home, aren’t you, Kleines Häschen?” he mused, honeyed words drawn out slowly as you relaxed into his palm. “Come, let me tend to your wound. Rest by my fire, just for a little while.”
The man scooped you up from the snow, unresisting. Sleep whispered sweet temptation as you were cradled to his chest, lulled by the blood loss and his steady steps. You gave in to the beckoning darkness, and allowed your heavy lids to close, like he said—
just for a little while.
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It’s not easy, being the one who’s always left behind.
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Women like her don't date phantoms. They deserve more than just bones and a haunting: they deserve flesh and blood and solid ground. She deserves far more than promises he has no power or right to give.
Ghost x Medic!Reader
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