#igris x reader

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I can’t lie, whenever I watch Igris in action my heart thuds in my chest, hard. It’s just the way he carries himself that makes him seem…so human. But he’s a beast, and he became Jinwoo’s shadow by a split hair. 

It’s no secret that they’re both equally as powerful. 

Sometimes I let myself fantasize for a while. Let myself think that when he looks at me, he’s feeling the same way. That his heart is slamming into his ribs, just like mine—if he even has one. I can’t help but wonder, what’s under that mask? Or rather, 

Who’s under that mask? 

Jinwoo catapults across my field of vision, slamming into the wall of the training arena. Igris stalks towards him, sword at his side and cape flowing behind him. I watch his every move, his every strut. He glances over to me, staring down at me with a predatory gaze, checking on me. Well, that’s what I allow myself to believe, only for a second. I know where his loyalty lies. 

Regardless, my heart’s about to fly out of my fucking chest. 

Within seconds, Jinwoo regains his strength, getting back up to rejoin this… ‘spar’. His aggression is palpable, I can sense it from all the way over here in these four walls tucked behind this safety glass. Only Igris can bring out this side of him—it’s always a fair fight, after all. 

Well, almost. 

I always look away at this point. It always gets bad for Igris. But for some reason, I can’t today. I watch, eyes fixed to the scene unfolding before me. 

Jinwoo slams Igris into the ground, sending a rumble through the earth beneath me. The chair I’m seated in shakes, and I grip the table in front of me. Igris fades into black smoke under Jinwoo’s fist, and his glowing eyes snap up to meet mine, piercing into me with a threatening glare. 

Fuck. 

My core spasms. Suddenly I’m empty, and yearning for Jinwoo to make it better. He stands and walks through the residual mist that was once Igris, toward me. I swallow hard and reign in the ball of muscle trying to break through my ribcage.

His stare never falters, his eyes are anchored to me. I stand as I urge myself to hold it, to dominate it. But it’s too intimidating—he’s too intimidating. I look down, just for a brief second, showing my submission. And when I look back up…

He’s gone. 

I feel a gust of wind and Jinwoo’s voice growls my name behind me, his hot breath misting against my shoulder. I break out into a shiver, and I stumble back into him. He catches me, steadying me with his iron grip on my waist. 

“Jin—” 

“Igris has taken quite an interest in you.”

He cuts me short with a hint of aggression in his voice. My stomach drops. His fingers wander down my hips, to my thighs—under the hem of my skirt. He presses his lips against the shell of my ear. 

“I’m not quite sure if I like that.” 

“Wh-what do you mean?” I whisper, obviously unnerved. I feel his hard bulge press into me, and my pussy floods with heat. 

“I'm his master.” Jinwoo speaks a little too calmly, subtly tugging my skirt up, little by little. “I know his thoughts, his feelings. He takes a particular liking to your—hah, well, everything.” He yanks my skirt the rest of the way up in one swift, harsh move. “I mean, I do know the feeling.” 

What is he even saying? That Igris…feels something for me? I can barely think, much less focus on the words he’s speaking. Not when he’s thumbing at my soaked panty. 

“I didn’t know he could feel anything. He’s a shadow.” I say, breathless. 

“Yes, he is. But he still has his own…urges. Instincts.” He whispers quietly as he tugs my panties down my hips, letting them drop to my ankles. 

“Desires.” 

“R-Right.” I gasp and hold my breath in anticipation and my body tenses. 

He’s going to bend me over this table and fuck me. 

I swear I feel a gush between my legs, and suddenly my face is flush against the wooden table and his feet are kicking apart mine. My panty stretches between my ankles and he snakes his fingers around my throat. 

“Igris.” He summons his best shadow in a thick, dark voice, and Igris fabricates from a black mist in front of me, as if he didn’t just disappear. “Isn’t that right?” 

I look up from the table, only to be met by a suit of armor and his piercing gaze spearing down through me. Shit. He can see me…like this. With my panties at my ankles, bent over a piece of furniture. 

How embarrassing. 

I feel Jinwoo fiddle single handedly with the buckle of his belt, and then the button on his pants. His other hand maintains its searing grip on my throat and jaw, forcing me to meet Igris’s quiet gaze. I struggle to breathe and my eyes threaten to leak. 

My heart is going to explode. 

“See? He didn’t even respond. He has total control over himself.” His voice lowers into a whisper next to my face and I hear his zipper. “He actually wants to fuck you.” 

What? He—what? My eyes bulge wider, if it’s even possible, and I feel his cock notch at my slick opening.

So what, he’s forcing him to watch us? To teach him some sick lesson? 

Jinwoo must sense my unease, and he loosens his grip on my jaw and my head slumps back down to the table. But I’m still staring into the void of Igris’s eyes. He remains unmoving, eerily still in his stance with his sword sheathed on his back. 

“Caalm.” He draws out the word, letting his fingers just barely skate along the length of my spine.

My back arches and I roll onto the tips of my toes to present my pussy to him. Pathetic. I almost hate how wet and ripe I am for him. He hasn’t even looked me in the eye yet. 

“We’re not doing anything you don’t want.” Jin-woo’s hand trails up to grip my throat once more, and he hunches over me until his lips are next to my ear again. 

“Isn’t that right, sweetheart?” 

Jin-woo breaches me with exigency, in one hard thrust of his hips. I let out a whimper and try to stay on my toes as I frantically adjust to his thick cock inside me. 

“I see the way you look at him.” He growls as he presses a harsh kiss onto my jaw. 

He knows. And he’s teaching me a lesson, too. 

“I…I don’t.” I can’t find my voice to tell my lie, especially when I’m doing it now—staring at Igris while his master is inside me. 

Jin-woo lets out a low, wicked chuckle, and his hand tightens on my throat. Igris moves just a millimeter, as if he were about to let himself react to his master's slender fingers wrapped around my neck. 

But he holds himself firm, head ever so slightly tilted down as he takes in the sight beneath him. The sight of my quivering, glossy eyes peering up at him, and my flushed, swollen lips glistening with a layer of spit. 

“Careful, Igris.” Jinwoo warns his subordinate. “We’re not in the arena anymore. You might hurt her if you retaliate here.” He unleashes me from his grip, allowing me to take an unobstructed breath. 

“He’s not a fan of my hand around your throat.” Jin-woo whispers into my ear, and pulls out of me suddenly, leaving me empty and aching. 

“I won’t hurt her. She’s mine, remember?” Jinwoo speaks nonchalantly, as if he were stating a fact. Reassuring Igris, yet at the same time reminding him that I’m his. I can sense Igris tense—he feels like a ball of kinetic energy, ready to burst. 

Jinwoo’s cock prods at me again, and I ready myself for the impact of his thrust. I know it’s going to be brutal. He slams into me with a ruthless smack, making the table beneath me topple onto two legs. My fingers grip onto its corners as I bite my cheek to stifle the moan threatening to rip from my throat. 

“Mine to fuck.” Jin-woo growls, and there’s a possessive tone to his voice. He wraps my hair around his fist and yanks my head back. Now I’m forced to stare directly at him. “Isn’t that right, sweetheart?” 

That damn question again. He wants me to say it to his face. To make it clear that he owns me and my pussy.

“Yes.” I just barely whisper and feel him ram into me again. “Fuck!” 

Igris takes a step toward me, his stare trained down on me. He’s so close to me now, and I’m eye level with his armored crotch. Blood rushes to my face and Jinwoo hisses behind me. 

“Soon.” Jinwoo snaps, using the grip he has on my hair to hold me firm as he immediately sets a relentless pace, fucking into me with a vengeance.

“Soon? W-what’s ha-ppening soon?” My voice bounces from his incessant thrusts, and I’m so fucking overwhelmed. 

“Igris wants his turn.” Jinwoo growls. 

His…turn?

My heart lunges out my chest, and I’m pushed closer towards the edge. The image of Igris actually fucking me is almost too much to handle. If he were to fuck me…oh god. I’m going to cum from just the thought. 

“Jinwoo, wait. I—” I moan softly as my legs tremble and my pussy grips his cock. Fuck, I’m going to come already. And Igris is going to watch it happen. “Please, s-slower—or, or, I’m going to—haah—gonna!” 

“Yeah? Already?” He huffs, letting his hips snap into me repeatedly, fucking me like he’s angry with me. “Just from the mere thought of my shadow fucking your needy little pussy?”

“N-No!” I deny the truth through a tiny, pathetic cry, fixating on the sight directly in front of me.

The armor guarding Igris’s most prized possession looks tight. 

“Show her your face.” Jin-woo orders quickly, huffing and puffing as he ruts into me. 

Igris obeys, taking off his helmet and letting it fall to the ground with a clank. I crane my neck to look up at him and I’m met with glowing red eyes.

Hungry, scarred, red eyes, staring down at me like he wants to wreck me.

His hair flows down past his shoulders, a stark white with silver highlights. Christ, he’s more gorgeous than I ever imagined. 

And I'm coming…to his face. 

“Fu-uck.” I whine shakily and watch Igris’s eyes widen and his angular jaw tense. 

“Oh fuck, she’s cumming on my cock, Igris.” Jinwoo grunts and fucks me through every spasm that ripples through me. I writhe and squirm underneath his grip and my eyes fill to the brim with hot tears. “Don’t you wanna feel that?” 

Igris’s gaze snaps to Jinwoo’s, and the answer to that question is written all over his beautiful face. 

“Shadow exchange.” Jinwoo growls under his breath. 

Within moments, Igris fades to black and before me stands the menace himself—the shadow monarch—huge cock in hand with his ominous, glowing eyes shooting freshly sharpened daggers into me. 

Then I feel it. A delicious stretch. My still throbbing cunt desperately tries to adjust to Igris’s fat cock. He’s inside me. He’s really fucking inside me. Fuck, it’s so thick and big that I could cry. I really might fucking cry. 

I let out a wobbly whimper and force myself to keep still, if I move I think I’ll split open. All I can do is peer up into the luminous eyes that look back down at me with contempt, as I beg him to do something. 

“Oh my god. J-Jin. Jinwoo.” I chitter through my teeth and my tears of disbelief finally stain my cheeks. “Jin-woo, he’s really i-inside me.”

“Impressive, mm?” He grunts, breathing heavily. He cups my chin, pads of his fingers sinking into my damp cheeks. He tsks, and a slight smirk tugs at his lips. “I want to be inside you too, darling.” 

Jinwoo drives his thumb and pointer finger into my jaw bone, forcing my mouth open. He gives himself a few sloppy strokes before swiping his swollen tip on my lips as if it were lipstick, coating them in my own cum. 

“Tongue.” He demands through a breathless groan, and my tongue instinctively darts out, tasting myself on him. 

I’m sweet. 

“That’s my good girl.” Jin-woo grins, his thumb rubbing my cheek tenderly like some sort of twisted praise.

His attention turns to his second in command, and he takes in the sight of him mounted to me. His cock twitches against my tongue, and my mouth reflexively closes around his mushroomy head. 

“Hnng—she’s incredible, isn’t she?” Jinwoo sounds so smug, and for the first time, I hear Igris grunt. “Fuck her good, Igris.” 

The force of his first thrust litters my vision with stars, and it pushes me further down onto Jinwoo’s cock all at once. Jinwoo takes an intentional breath to stifle a groan and begins balling my hair into his fist. 

My clit definitely has its own fucking heartbeat. 

Igris begins thrusting in and out of me like a starved man, shoving himself as deep as my tiny body will allow him. His movements are incessant, laced with desperation. Like he’s been waiting—wanting to do this for a long, long time. He’s fucking into me like he’s never fucked a pussy in his life and the thought of that likely being the truth is making this even hotter. 

“Shit, I don’t even need to fuck your throat.” Jinwoo huffs with a smile and stands still, proving his point. “He’s fucking you so hard that your throat is riding my cock.”

Tears stream down my face and my head feels like it’s full of cotton. Am I even breathing? I test it out and hear a gurgling noise that I can only assume came from  me. Jinwoo pulls out of me, holding my head in the air and I hear myself heave a loud breath. 

“Don’t pass out on us, sweetheart.” Jinwoo’s dark voice echoes and I feel him tap my cheek a few times with his cock. “Come on, you can take us both. Right?”

He slowly sinks his cock down my throat again, inch by inch. I gag and my eyes water, because while he’s doing that, Igris is ramming him into the back of my throat repeatedly. 

It’s all too much. 

I shake my head and tap Jin’s thigh, and he yanks out of me and I gasp for air. He strokes himself fast, with his hips thrusted into the air and his core flexed. He groans low and long, watching me. Watching us.

“Make her cum.” He speaks quickly, stroking himself harder. Igris pounds into me at a frightening rate and I feel the coil in my core suddenly snap. I let out a filthy moan, loud and languid, from the back of my fucked out throat. “She’s gonna come, Igris.” 

I am. I fucking am. 

“I’m—I’m cummi—”

Jinwoo stuffs his cock back down my throat with an urgency, hunching over me and fucking my throat like it’s a pussy. His hand snakes down my belly, and his finger barely swipes my pulsing clit. His ghost touch sends me over the edge and I cum so. fucking. hard. My pussy throbs so bad that Igris groans like a dying man and ruts me harder. 

“Oh fuck, baby. Yes.” Jinwoo moans, giving me one brutal thrust before emptying himself down my throat.

He grunts from the bottom of his stomach and he holds me for what feels like an eternity on his pulsating cock before tugging me off of him. I cough and sputter, swallowing between sorry attempts at taking a breath. 

“Granted.” Jinwoo catches his own breath, and I can’t even speak to ask him what he’s allowing Igris to do to me now. He leans down, caressing my face and brushing my sweaty hair away from my pleading eyes. He plants a tender kiss on my ear and as he pulls away he whispers to me.

“Igris wants permission to breed you. That’s okay, right darling?”

Jin-woo takes a step back and I call for him with my hoarse voice. But he only grins and uses his stealth to fade into thin air, seemingly leaving me alone with the knight commander Igris—the blood red. I feel his metal arm wrap over my chest and his hand grip my shoulder to gain purchase. 

“I-Igris.” I nervously and directly acknowledge him for the first time in this entire interaction. “Ple-ase…” 

He growls and pulls me off the table and into his hard exterior. My toes cramp from trying to stay on my feet but he’s way too big and I feel myself lifting off the ground. He wraps his other hand around my waist and supports me with ease, fucking me mid-air. I claw at his armour and my legs kick and cross but I’m trapped in his undying grasp. 

“Holy shit…Igris!” I cry out, frantic. “Hold on!”  

Igris’s rhythm goes sloppy, and he’s trying to force as much of himself inside me as he possibly can. He’s trying to kill me, not breed me. A high pitched squeal splits my quivering lips and I kick a little harder—entirely too overwhelmed and overstimulated. 

“T-Too deep! You’re too deep!” My tears stream down my cheeks yet my pummeled pussy weeps for more. 

“You’re okay, my princess.” Igris’s deep voice hurls me into my third orgasm and I go limp in his grip, completely dissolving into the pleasure of his cock filling every possible part of me.

He cums with a gruff shout, tightening his arms around me as he stays inside me, stuffing me with cum until I’m queasy. 

My vision splits and fades to black and his grip on me fades with it. I hear a hushed sound and feel myself falling. I’m about to slam into the floor. I brace for impact in my fizzled brain yet I don’t feel the hard, cold tile. Rather, a warmth envelopes me, cradling me as I blubber and fail to set any breathing pattern, much less a steady one.

i actually imagine you fall in love with him without actually seeing his face, so when he finally takes that helmet off and reveals his long hair pulled into a manbun, fuckkkkkkkk, panties dropped. instantly.

but when you two finally (after so much yearning) start dating, igris will truly be the best boyfriend.

in comparison to his very intense and precise fighting style, igris is a very gentle lover.

he is so so so attentive, always keeping an eye on you no matter where the two of you are, and always knowing how you're feeling.

he has a very strong fear of losing you. seeing so much death had traumatized him to an extent, making him overly fearful of losing you.

he's a true protector, having been a knight for so long has instilled that command in him. he lives to protect you and keep you far far away from harm.

despite being very quiet and keeping to himself, he's good at communication and comfort. he's always willing to talk through a problem together and face any hardships as a team.

love languages - words of affirmation, quality time and a teeny bit of physical touch.

he's very articulate and good with his words, but not very touchy. i think he's so used to using his body to fight and protect that any soft physical touch actually throws him off at first, but he comes to love it later on in your relationship.

DO NOT LET THIS MAN INTO THE KITCHEN!!! he will burn it down. he never learned to cook and no offense igris, but don't try to learn, please. do us all a favour and stay away from the stove.

he's just so soft with you in your relationship. he loves to be gentle and kind for you (this doesn't apply to the sex tho. be ready to be bedridden after he's done with you. more on this later.)

back hugs. he absolutely loves to hug you from the back when you're cooking or doing work. he'll wrap his strong arms around your waist and rest his neck on your shoulder.

neck kisses. yeah. he loves it both ways, whether it's him coming up to you to kiss you while hugging you from the back^ or he'll absolutely lose his mind to the feeling of you pressing your lips to his neck.

bad texter. he's reserved, and also doesn't see the point of emoji's or useless texts.

goes MAD when you brush his hair. fuck. he'll close his eyes and pretend to fall asleep just so you keep doing it lol. he's so cute.

if you're mad at him and the two of you argue, he will get on his knees in front of you to apologize. that's just the type of man he is. i don't make the rules.

his favourite pet names for you include baby, PRINCESS (get it cuz he’s ur knight), love

super patient with you. never rushes you, lets you take your time and honestly just enjoys watching the way you handle situations, interact with people and overall go through life.

very jealous. he doesn't like other people fucking around with you. once he got you, he intends to keep you.

very very caring. he's the best person to have around when you're sick. he will sit by your side day and night until you are fully recovered.

speaking of being sick, he's the type of person to not want to inconvenience you so he will pretend he's fine up until this man literally collapses from his fever. fucking annoying. but he'll relish in every moment that you take care of him.

he's okay with pda. not crazy about it but if you like it, he will do it for YOU.

that's his attitude with a lot of things, if you like something and he doesn't he will still do it because he is just so down bad for you.

lowkey an adrenaline junkie. i imagine he actually really loves adrenaline and loves driving fast.

ok wait hear me the fuck out here. remember how i said jinwoo would drive a motorcycle? well he needs a partner in crime. someone to race with. who is that someone? you guessed right. it's igris.

they'll go on late night drives together all the time.

loves the gym. he's lowkey a gym bro. i mean hello, he's a knight so he has to stay in good shape but i think he mostly likes it as a form of stress relief (when fucking you is not available)

fav season is definitely winter. he loves to cozy up with you and really likes playing in the snow lol. (but don't tell beru cuz he needs to keep his mysterious and collected facade up around the other shadows)

he's kind of a child at heart. he comes off as super serious and he's very locked in when he's fighting with jinwoo but when he's with you he feels like he can comfortably relax and be a little sillier.

he screams morning person. he will wake up early to go on a run or go to the gym while you sleep in.

really likes taking candle-lit bubble baths with you. he loves having the two of you wash each others hair.

now for my fav: igris in bed.

this man is kinky. real kinky.

his bedroom energy is the same as when he's all worked up and in combat.

he likes to take control and he likes it ROUGHHHH

this man has insane stamina. never seen anything like it. (i can confirm i've been in his bed.)

he may be a gentle lover but that trait is far gone when he is absolutely fucking you into the mattress.

likes to have your ankles on his shoulders when he fucks you so he can hit deeeeeep.

really into choking and breath play. likes to see you squirm under him.

FACE SITTINGGGGGG!!!! he'll have u sit on his face for HOURS before that man lets you go. he's extremely addicted to eating pussy. don't you dare deprive him.

with that he's a huge fan of overstimulation. can you imagine omfg. "p-please igris, n-no more, i c-can't" you stutter pathetically, your eyes all bleary and hair disheveled from him pulling it while pounding into you from the back. "hmm i think you can take just one more princess" he'd say, his voice all raspy n breathy from going multiple rounds. "n-no" you plead, trying to pull away. it's just too much. he's fucked you out so good on his cock you simply cannot take it anymore. "shh, you're such a good girl, taking it so well, c'mon gimme one more baby" he'd coo, rubbing soothing circles onto the bruises he formed on your hips from how tight he held you. god. i'm so deeply unwell for this man.

he BITES. oh yes. he will bite you alllll over, leaving little love marks all over your neck, your tits, your ass honestly wherever he can mark you up, he'll do it.

huge fan of 69. he likes getting down and dirty TOGETHER.

also really likes to tie you up. especially to all 4 corners of the bed so he can do whatever he likes.

has the nicest cock hands down. not very thick but long and it curves upwards real nice so yk he's hitting that sweet spot in you every. single. time.

now hear me out: discipline kink. he really enjoys disciplining you.

you wanna act bratty? fine, but you won't be able to walk the next day and your ass will hurt. a ton.

despite him being jealous and possessive he likes threesomes. with jinwoo. i mean cmon he’s his main man, how could they not.

overall igris is the bestttttt lover both in and outside the bedroom<3

Sung Jinwoo:

• you two came over to your parents house for dinner

• its not jinwoo's first time seeing your parents, because the first time you introduced him to your parents, it was a dinner outside

• but this is his first time in your childhood home

• you were doing something while jinwoo was looking at the picture frames on the living area

• your mom sees him and decided to ask if he wanted to see your baby photos when she caught him looking at your pictures displayed

• he agreed without a second thought

• and so he followed your mom and sat down as she showed him your childhood pictures from one of her many album collection

• each picture, she tells the story behind it

• as your mom flipped another page, it was the very first pic pf you as a baby

• his smile from earlier softened even more as he laid his gaze upon it and it just so happens that you came back from what you have been doing and saw the scene before you

• "mom..." you groaned as you saw the pic she is currently showing to your boyfriend

• "i look like a gummy bear, not the cute kind" you paused "like a melted one, idk" you gestured as you came closer to them, you just wanted to snatch that album and close it but your mom held up a hand in front of you

• your mom gave a smile "there is nothing wrong about it my dear, I've told you that many times already. jinwoo is actually interested on seeing your pictures, right dear?" she explained and turned to jinwoo

• jinwoo nodded immediately "there's nothing wrong with the picture, my love. every baby looks like this from the start. you may not see it but you look really adorable here and look how you turned out to be" he gestured to you "gorgeous" he says softly with conviction on his voice

• your mother's smile widened as she listened to jinwoo, she may not have been able to convince you until now but this man might have done it once and for all judging by how you look right now

• "you're just saying that" you mumbled out of habit but now it lacked defiance

• jinwoo simply shook his head "i don't say things i don't mean" and you know he's right

Igris:

• he was helping you organize your room when he stumbled upon some pics of you in your childhood

• he looked through on some of them (u gave permission earlier that he can go through your stuff if necessary) when he saw an old pic...its a baby pic, well far younger than a month old, newborn he supposed, you were on your mother's arms then

• he looked up and called out to you from across the room where you were redecorating something

• you stopped what you were doing and came to his side

• he asked if you wanna frame a baby pic of you and showed what he found

• you went still for a second when you saw but immediately shake your head no

• igris tilts his head slightly on the side "why not?"

• "igris cmon, its obvious why" you gestured at the pic and take it from him "i look..idk..like a half melted gummy bear"

• igris looked at you, blinked and responded "i think every baby looks like that in the beginning, you just came out that time and continues to grow. i mean look" he held up the other pics he found when you were a few months old baby "you look different after a few months"

• "we don't have to frame it if you don't wanna, but im just saying that, you shouldn't say such things about yourself especially that one since its the first ever picture of you and its proof of your existence when you entered this world" he added

• you were caught off guard, speechless even

• you didn't say anything for a moment because he had a point and what he said somehow made you feel better

• people often brush this matter off when its a big deal for you, so for igris to say something like that, you appreciate it more than anything

• he didn't disregard it and instead address it, comforted you and reassured you while he's at it

Beru:

• it was just a random day, you were scrolling through your gallery mindlessly while beru sat beside you, also looking over at your phone

• you two were chatting as he asks some questions on pictures that caught his attention

• you recall each memory behind those and told him about it

• as you continued scrolling, a notification popped up, which got both your attentions...a message from your mom, she sent photos

• curiously, you tapped the notification which brought you to the messages and there you saw a compilation of your baby pictures followed by your mom's message "look what i found dear, its your baby pics, adorable aren't you? 🥰"

• you froze when you saw the first pic, its literally you as a tiny creature, looking like a half melted gummy bear

• your face instantly made the expression of "what in the world am i looking at right now??"

• meanwhile, beru looks at the picture and had heart eyes "AAHHH i can't believe you look this CUTE when you were so tiny, i mean who am i kidding? you look beautiful right now, so i should've known" he rambled but he had this tone that sounds like excitement from seeing your baby pic for the first time

• you glanced at him and saw that he still haven't looked away from the photo

• you looked back at it and couldn't help but grimace "i look...idk ew here" you said

• silence...pure silence before beru exclaimed

• "ew?! gurl wha-" he turned to you almost giving you a side eye, but knowing him, he already did "you need to get your eyes checked or do you want me to lend my eyes to you so you could see what i see?"

• you rolled your eyes playfully, "no thank you, you're so dramatic" you chuckled in which he scoffed "im being for real"

bonus:

"a masterpiece can't see its own beauty anyway, only those who appreciate art can and describe what they can see, so YOU should listen to ME when i say you look cute there" 

in all honestly, your heart felt warm, what he said had an impact, maybe if you can see others point of view of you, you would appreciate yourself more. but what beru said is enough for you because you knew he's being genuine.

another bonus (i realized its actually fun to write beru lol):

"i look like..." you paused thinking of a word that could describe it that wouldn't trigger beru's dramaticness "a half melted gummy bear"

"melted? gurl you're newborn there, you're still growing that time so ofc you would look like that but look at your other baby pics, gummy bear is indeed a good description, because you look tiny and ADORABLE, literally having a cuteness aggression rn"

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- (Y/n), who was a high-ranked mage hunter with illusion skills - they died in one of the A rank dungeons, trying to keep the boss aggro on themselves to save the rest of their team - they got killed before their team could get reinforcements, and Jinwoo happened to hear about it and entered the dungeon - he found them dead and noticed that the boss was looking at their weapon and playing with it - Jinwoo brought (Y/n) back to life because he recognised them as a hunter excelling in illusions on the battlefield and thought it might be useful - (Y/n) was shocked to be back, even more so that they were a Shadow - they were also surprised when a certain ant-like shadow skipped to them and held his hands out, reaching to hug them - (Y/n) tried to step back but stumbled into a rumble of rocks, making them fall - looking around, (Y/n) noticed Jinwoo looking at them, recognizing him from the news - in seconds, there was a hand in front of them, and as (Y/n) looked in front, they noticed a knight with a long, red plume leaning over them and trying to help them up - when they straighten with the help of the shadow knight, (Y/n) was quickly greeted by Jinwoo as one of his shadows before he turned to the boss - following his gaze, (Y/n) noticed the boss was playing with their staff, using it as a scratcher - that made them angry, and they got ready to attack it once more, unleashing their magic, they felt stronger after they became a Shadow - Jinwoo let them fight the boss, but sent Igris to help out - (Y/n) made quick work of the boss using their illusions and making copies of themselves - when they finally reached their magic staff, they used it to pierce the boss, killing it - with the death, the boss sent out a wave of magic and (Y/n) got thrown back, however, Igris quickly caught them with his hand around their back and moved his cape to cover them from the debris - Jinwoo proudly looked at (Y/n), knowing he made a good choice adding them to his shadow army - while the hunter went to collect the items from the boss, Igris stepped away from (Y/n) and moved away - the new shadow calmed down from their adrenaline rush and saw two shadows coming towards them - the ant-like shadow bounced in joy seeing their abilities, and the other one, who was quite tall with a giant hammer, held his hand out for a high five - he stayed like that until (Y/n) hesitantly met it with their own, making him cheer - a sound of armour coming closer got (Y/n) attention, and they saw Igris joining the little group they created - the knight knelt before the new shadow, presenting them with their weapon to take - feeling bashful by the action (Y/n) grabbed the weapon and quickly thanked him - after collecting the items from the boss, Jinwoo turned to his shadow to see them huddled together around the new army addition - the hunter was surely happy, that they all seemed to get along

- Igris is a perfect gentleman, treating (Y/n) like a lady/lord

- (Y/n) being a mage usually keeps their distance, and finds themselves on high ground - and so after a fight is finished, Igris appears by their side, extending his hand and helping them get down

- with time passing and more dungeons being conquered, it appeared that (Y/n) has the best fight chemistry with Igris, because he was the first to quickly get used to their skills and tactics

- when Igris sees (Y/n) defeated, he goes berserk, and in seconds, the enemies are slayed while he patiently awaits their return to check if they're alright - when Jinwoo doesn't have any mana to bring them back at this moment, he glares at the hunter the whole time until his mage appears once more

- from that point forward, Igris keeps an eye on (Y/n), making sure they are alright - while he defeats everyone, he turns to them ready to take on their group of enemies, but when he sees them enveloped in their magic while destroying monsters left and right, he stops in place - Igris ogles (Y/n), respectfully, while they are fighting just as much as the mage does

- with Shadows like Iron and Beru around, Igris decides to be the one to keep (Y/n) away from their foolishness, protecting them from the duo, in a way - because of that, the mage also started appearing more frequently right next to the knight, looking away from him, flustered but maintaining the close proximity

- once (Y/n) tripped over their feet, because they were so entranced looking at Igris - Iron laughed at that and got a glare in return and a smack to his head from the knight while holding the mage's hand as he helped them stand up, not seeing how embarrassed they felt

- (Y/n) always chuckles at Igris's habit of bringing heads for Jinwoo, and when Iron does the same, they burst laughing - Igris then stares at them in adoration and tries to continue doing so just to hear them laugh - that is, until Jinwoo has had enough and talks with the three shadows, Igris to stop bringing him the heads, Iron to stop copying him, and (Y/n) to stop encouraging such behaviour

- when the ground was muddy or dangerous, (Y/n) found themselves carried on Igris's forearm, as he held them up with only one hand - they are awestruck and amazed at his pure strength, even if they've seen him fight countless times - he revels in the sight of (Y/n) admiring him and tries to be indifferent, but he really loves to see it, especially when others look at the two of you with jealousy

- feeling braver after the two get closer, Igris starts giving (Y/n) flowers - whenever he sees one growing nearby, he would go and pick them only to present them as a gift for the mage - such gestures were always accompanied by teary-eyed Beru, who also wanted some flowers - sometimes (Y/n) felt bad for the ant-like shadow and spared one of the flowers for him before turning to Igris and offering a heartfelt thanks to keep him away from scolding Beru

You were the wild card of the bunch. You weren’t the strongest, you weren’t the quickest, you weren’t the smartest. However, one would agree that you’re among the best within the Shadow Army. You’re not placed in the rank of generals, but you’re near. You were the [Court Jester] in terms of olden royalty. Like the others, you stood by Ashborn’s side with loyalty, never shy to voice your thoughts be it praise or criticism. You were a special existent because before they have found Earth, no one knew what sort of Shadow you were.

You weren’t like a soldier, just taking orders and commands. You would question if they were best, not that they were wrong. It would always urge Bellion and Igris to think further as they were more keen on taking orders. Your words would always help the more intelligent Shadows improve in ways you couldn’t. You were the secret weapon that made the Shadow Army more fearsome, more unpredictable. Because you yourself were a jack-of-all-trades—some called you a mere jokster, others called you a wise advisor, then more called you a tactician. You had so many titles that you lost track of them. Though all that mattered was Ashborn’s approval and acknowledgement.

As you waited with the other Shadows in the Realm of Eternal Rest, Igris was suddenly picked out from the group and all were eager to be called upon by their returning Lord. Bellion noticed how you’d look at the artificial sky in deep thought, “What’s on your mind, Court Jester?”

“...” Your solemn look faded away to a smiling expression as you danced in your steps, throwing shadow-made cards as if you were performing for the right-hand Shadow. Then you paused and bowed dramatically with your right hand over your chest and your left behind your back, “I believe, we might have another Lord to answer to.”

With that answer, you were suddenly gone in a puff of smoke, all that was left was a signature card dug into the ground. Bellion picked it up and it showed events of the world outside their realm. He watched as Igris did battle with a man, a man so insignificantly weak that he was hardly a challenge to Igris who was obviously holding back. Yet by some miracle, he won. 

Just like Igris, you were summoned to fight the same man, though as a bonus trial he accepted. Under the smiling mask you wore, your mouth opened yet no sound came out. You wondered if your abilities were limited. No matter. You summoned your deck of cards, the stage was yours, and now you played the villain, a character the hero must defeat. 

You were the Court Jester of the Shadow Army, it’s your duty to entertain. 

You were the Trickster of the Shadow Army, it’s your duty to fool. 

You were the Judge of the Shadow Army, it’s your duty to pass judgment on the supposed new Monarch of Shadows.

▶ Igris [Rank: Marshal]

The knight had seen your actions as redundant at the start. Your theatrics, your jokes, your riddles, and your over-the-top movements. All that was required of a soldier was to take orders and fulfil them to perfection, all for their master and his goals. While your praises were naturally to be expected to be sung to their Monarch, your criticisms always threatened Igris to pull out his blade and cut off your head.

Though when Ashborn would weigh your words, Igris paused and waited. He thought it was a one-time occurrence, but when it happened more and more, he weighed your words. You were right to point it out, while it was a solid plan, your little attention to detail could make it fool-proof. From then on, he always listened to your words. That side of yours was more commonly seen with Ashborn and the two generals that was him and Bellion, it seemed you had grasped the intelligence of the army. While all were battle-worthy in strength and power, tactics were not everyone’s forte.

Then again you were more vocal than anyone as well.

So when you were defeated by Jinwoo and your voice was limited due to a lower rank after being called to his service, you couldn’t say anything to the new successor. For him, he saw no issue since his skills shone when he was in fights and battles. He thought you’d be mildly useless as your strength lay more in advise-giving and the like. Oh was he dead wrong.

You’d still act out what you wanted to say. Clapping in agreement and as praise for Jinwoo’s work, and a curious head tilt to urge Jinwoo to think again. Your cunning nature was all well hidden by your dramatic flair that Igris only saw you as the mere Court Jester. That was also what you projected yourself to be, but Ashborn and Jinwoo saw through it and both took your carefree jabs to the heart to improve.

Igris, in a way, respected you and your duty towards the betterment of the army. But just… Couldn’t you have done all that without all that dramatic effect?? It wasn’t like you couldn’t but it’s that you chose not to. He had seen you on battlefields and you were just as impressive as some of the top soldiers. Your cards were like darts or daggers, your ribbons were like Bellion’s whip-sword, and your magical abilities could shame some of the army’s best mages.

He has seen how deadly you were when you were focused on an enemy, no jokes, no flair, no fooling around. Okay, maybe some since it was a tactic to combat the enemy, but still… As he saw it, you might have gained the same rank as him if you had been more focused on yourself and not others. He once asked you that after Jinwoo had started to build his army. Igris was the top soldier while you were second. Your answer was…

“I am content where I am, Igris. My use in the Shadow Army is not as a Marshal as you will soon raise back to ranks. Perhaps, this time, I’ll be a General since our new Monarch’s army ranking has changed.”

▶ Tusk [Rank: General]

You were, of course, there when the battle with the high-orcs happened. In fact, you were a big hindrance when it came to the fight. You created illusions that allowed Jinwoo’s army the perfect ambush to even the odds and you even acted like a puppeteer to the weaker orcs and had them attack each other. While your abilities were limited, you could still control at least the limbs. If you were in your full strength, well, that’s another matter.

A pity you weren’t a human because then you’d be affected by the various curses he thrown at you. Your standing within the army was much like a support and a strong one at that, but before he could get to you, he had to pass Jinwoo and his physically stronger Shadows. That in it of itself was already annoying to tackle.

That was before he was a Shadow; after though, he saw you as a mentor of sorts. His magical abilities were quite limited but he admired how yours were trickery-based to the point they could be used in a lot of different ways. That wasn’t all. He saw how you had a general gasps of how the Shadow army functions as an individual soldier and as a whole, now that he was on Jinwoo’s side, he could see the coordination between the weaker bunch. You were somewhat of a strong Shadow in terms of tactics, but strength wise you weren’t as impressive as the top Shadow Igris. You could hold your own if push comes to shove, but you just don’t show that side of yours.

You’d be arranging how the Shadows react to his Lord’s commands, the tiniest of details that would make a difference. Like with Iron, you’d tell him to throw his shield at Jinwoo if he was too far, or block the attack himself if he was closer. You also had a pretty good gasp over his powers as when Jinwoo was thinking what to do with the orb, he passed it to you. Yet you passed it to him.

Tusk remembered watching you dance around him, mimicking how he would summon his spells and made a show of it. When you eyed him, he knew you were telling him to demonstrate his potential. He did as cued and Jinwoo was impressed. So he gained his gift from the Lord from you.

There were times that he tried to copy what you did and the results weren’t as good, so to speak. Imagine a dancing elephant on stage, one stomp is equivalent to a miniature earthquake. Just as Jinwoo was confused and sighing his head off, you came to clean up the mess he created. From your view, you thought you didn’t need to help Tusk like you did with Iron, but you thought wrong and grouped Tusk with Iron instead of Igris. Now he was performing his part on stage when it was time to finish the Demon Castle.

With their Lord pleased, Tusk is even more so. He still sees you as a mentor to be respected even when you were strictly speaking lower than him. Personally, he saw you as the stronger one between you two. If the orb was removed, Tusk would have been the weaker one. Even again, he’s comparing with the you whose power was restricted like Igris. Not that he knew, but he could sense you didn’t show all your cards.

▶ Beru [Rank: Marshal]

As the Shadow that could speak right after called upon, Beru immediately called you out to his new Liege. That you were two-faced and a trickster. Igris was shocked Beru knew so quickly without spending some time with you first. You merely smiled and acted as usual like a clown on stage. Truthfully though, Beru remembered you when he was still the Ant King.

You showed up to annoy him after a puff of smoke appeared. You weren’t here on order, you were amused with what you saw on TV. You had a feeling your Monarch would clean up the mess, but you wanted to assess the situation first. So long as you didn’t die, your Monarch would never know any better. You had placed puppets to protect Jinwoo’s mother and younger sister should danger strike them when you were away.

In the fallen Korean S-Rank Hunters’ eyes, you were dancing around and throwing cards at a tiger in the tiger’s den!! But the nonchalant attitude you had was so odd and they didn’t have the strength to stop you that they let you do as you pleased. Your mask had slid off when the Ant King’s claws came too close to comfort and you had to jerk to the side. Only the Ant King could see the ecstatic expression you had, so twisted and cruel that he knew he was taken as a fool on the puppeteer’s stage. In his rage, he changed targets back to the humans and another Shadow acted that triggered Jinwoo’s arrival. You were gone before then.

Jinwoo wouldn’t have believed it had he never seen your actions beforehand. He knew you were cunning and mischievous, but that was all he saw. As long as your loyalty was still towards him, that was okay. That made Beru push away his prejudice and accept you as a fellow comrade now that the two of you were on the same side.

When Beru and you were paired together to guard Jinwoo’s family, you’d be entertaining the two humans with your magic tricks and clownish acts. Card magic, juggling (that scared them to death the first time it happened since you juggled your head with balls a few moments after), and even puppeteering. While Beru never saw you on the front lines before, hence never knowing how you even fight, he saw you as a weakling of the army and unworthy to be in his Liege’s ranks. 

After asking Igris, he was even more confused as to why you were second before he joined, now you were on the same standing with Tusk but since Tusk had the orb, you were lowered. He soon discovered you had declined holding onto the orb that would double your magical abilities, and it confused him because strength and power was everything. It was to survive and serve their Liege. How could you waste your potential?!

He got his answer when you and he were relieved of babysitting duties. Once more, he saw that battle-hungry side of you. He loved how you could switch up so easily; you reminded him more as a human like his Liege than a Shadow. Though, even more so, you were like him. While, maybe, not as bloodthirsty, but you were near his level. Perhaps with a touch of sadistic nature as you toy with your enemy in the name of acting as bait for your companions.

Beru couldn’t understand why Igris judged you poorly, even if it was a distance past, because in his eyes, you were a worthy Shadow to serve his Liege. You were strong in your own right and you were a helpful existent to the army and his Liege with your advice and sharp mind.

Another note was he enjoyed watching those human shows on the TV with you. You two were the perfect duo when it came to calling Jinwoo “My Liege” or “Your Majesty”. Beru was very very serious, but you (without your voice still) was having a blast projecting your longing for Ashborn on Jinwoo since the human reminded you so much of Ashborn.

▶ Greed [Rank: General]

As a former human that wished harm on Jinwoo and his loved ones. You saw fit to nearly break the restriction on your powers to inflict pain onto his human self. When Jinwoo and the other Shadows went after Thomas Andre and his guild members, you strayed from the group to where Hwang Dongsoo ended up.

You’re not as powerful as Igris or Tusk, but you could hold your own against an S-Rank, especially one weakened by Jinwoo. You had your puppet strings attached to his limb and repeated punch himself and caused his body immense pain. You sewn his lips shut beforehand so his screams wouldn’t alert anyone. The smiling mask you had on covered the expressionless and apathetic look that replaced your usual dramatic flair.

Dongsoo witnessed true suffering and felt terror unlike any other. With what you were capable of, he wondered why you weren’t killing him at all. He got his answer when Jinwoo appeared again. He watched this freak dressed as a jester bow to the S-Rank and left him alone. With all the ache in his body, he couldn’t even retaliate when the axe was given to him.

When he reawakened as Jinwoo’s Shadow and was named Greed, you weren’t far away from the scene. He felt his core shake from your cold gaze. He had the ability to speak, yet you didn’t, you were weaker than him. But he refused to believe that. There was no way you were weak. As he accepted his punishment, he listened to how his Lord would speak to you about matters and though he couldn’t see anything, you were advising him in your unique way.

The short while that he turned into a Shadow, Greed had always witnessed and understood you were a key figure in the army. You don’t battle on the frontlines, but you’re there as support. A perfect supporter on the battlefield. It was much better having you as an ally than foe. He learned that the hard way. The other Shadows treated you like casual and you were same ridiculous jester to them. However, in his eyes, he feared you, every time he gazed at him was like a reminder to what you were capable of. The dramatic flair you performed was like a calculated step to lure those around you to underestimate you, then like a serpent, you’d go in for the kill.

Unlike Igris who everyone knew was strong with a sword, unlike Iron who everyone knew was a strong tanker, unlike Tusk who everyone knew held the greatest magical abilities, and unlike Beru who was a killing machine. You were the one Shadow that could always be looked down upon as the weakest. What use was a Court Jester in an army? Understimating you was easy, but the consequence was deadly.

You had long sensed Greed’s wariness to you and you tried to get him to ease up because now the two of you were on the same side. Thing is, trauma had its side effects and you might have been too cruel to him. However, the other Shadows—especially Igris and Beru—supported your actions and you did to. It was a lesson that must be learnt. While Igris did ask what exactly you did, you told him and he gave you the most condescending gaze he could master behind his helmet and Beru gave you cheers and thumbs up in support. 

Though as long as it never hindered fulfilling Jinwoo’s commands and everyone was able to work together, you didn’t care. It was Greed’s own fault anyways.

▶ Bellion [Rank: Grand Marshal]

The moment Bellion joined the army was already a time that Igris and your full power was accessible again, including your voices. You were there to welcome Bellion to the army and help introduce to Jinwoo that Ashborn’s Shadow Army was at his disposal. There was no need to catch up since Bellion had already seen everything from the card you felt behind in the Realm of Eternal Rest.

“You haven’t changed a bit even with your abilities limited and your voice taken from you, Court Jester.” Bellion spoke to you when you two were standing side by side atop a cliff that oversaw the Shadow Army on an abandoned island.

“What’s to change~?” You laughed while hovering over the ground. It wasn’t like Bellion underestimated you, it was more like a pleasant surprise that you could still continue your duties with such handicaps. He accepted your role before Igris did and knew your importance and theatrics. Since you were a treasured Shadow like he was to Ashborn, he long accepted your strength and weakness.

Contrary to your display with Igris, you had a milder appearance to Bellion solely because there wasn’t much to entertain. Bellion was a strictly business type of Shadow, Igris was the same but it was easier to get a reaction out of Igris than Bellion, so you mostly just have a calmer persona around him. Well, you say calmer, but not that much. Either way, Bellion doesn’t seem to give it time of day.

In the beginning when you spoke in riddles to hint things to him, he was annoyed. He was a general, a soldier, there was no time for fun when war was upon him and the army. Because he was always with Ashborn, he knew that your words weren’t empty and you always meant something. Before, he mainly relied on Ashborn to point it out, then Igris. Yet when he was alone with you, he couldn’t understand your riddles. He expected you to give up, but you used another method.

Cards and puppets. You showed him the battle tactics of the enemy you had observed and wanted him to counter them when Ashborn was busy. When he went to discuss it over with Igris, he had figured it before he did because he understood the riddle. He appreciated you explaining to his dense mind that was filled with battles and skills.

So it was pretty natural that he pushed for your ascension when you were given a second chance in their new Monarch’s army. You had the General rank, but why not aim for the Marshal rank with Igris? He personally asked his new Monarch for that promotion on your behalf. That was how highly he saw you. You stayed as you were as you thought Genernal was enough for you since you were merely a supporter type, the most you could say was a spy or assassin.

Now, unlike Igris, he couldn’t understand why you were satisfied as you were. You’re not treated poorly because you had Tusk who was calling you ‘mentor’ and asking for your guidance, Iron who constantly seeked for your help to gain approval, and even Greed who was fearful of you. Bellion backed down after you told him to, though even that was after some time later.

With Bellion in the army, things were back to normal. Bellion and you, with the addition of Beru, giving Igris a headache as the more normal Shadow. Silly shenanigans all around, you instigating it, and Bellion and Beru joining in.

Note: The rankings are the final form of the Shadows. I included all those that reach the General/Commander grade. Hope you guys liked this one~ I had fun writing for each one~

𝕮𝖎𝖗𝖈𝖊 𝖄.

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