#narinder x reader

AGELESS/MDNI I WILL BLOCK ON SIGHT.

Plot: You take note of Narinders wider frame during intimacy

word count: 878

Going on ahead and putting up a side list for the fluftober fics so there's easier access! Not seperated by fandom, just a simple list!

Writing for both freak and flufftober this year has been a huge task, but I can say I'm thrilled to finally be able to share the past ten months of writing with you guys! I can only hope you all enjoy these as much as I had fun writing them- stress aside LMAO

Narinder watched as Lamb created his cult. He watched as they fought, as they interacted with their followers, as they gained more and more power. But he was sure that when the time came, they would return the crown to him. But that was not the case. Narinder had indeed freed himself from his shackles, but he had lost his former power and was now one of the followers of the cult. He was angry about it, but there wasn't much he could do. The others were afraid to get close to him, and the only one besides Lamb and his siblings who approached him was you. You were one of the followers of the cult and one of those who took care of plants. Every time he looked at you, he didn't understand what was wrong with you. You lived in a dangerous world where anyone could kill you without any problems, but for some reason you continued to smile sincerely and see as much good as possible around you

He didn't understand how you could stay like this. You took care of everyone when there was no leader. You helped everyone and Narinder often watched you. He was watching, studying you with his eyes, and you couldn't help but notice that he was looking at you. You smiled at him like you didn't care who he was, and it even made him angry. Sometimes you came over to talk to him, even if he didn't respond to your words very often. You just tried to get along with him, and over time you started to get along. Narinder walked with you, he helped you with your work, and when you were resting, he sat quietly next to you. The others didn't dare to interfere with you for no particular reason, and Lamb, seeing the changes in him, couldn't help but smile. They were more than happy that Narinder and you were able to get along

You've often grown camellias. You had a separate plot of farmland where you grew camellias. Usually, all the flowers were used for medicines for the sick, but sometimes, when you had no shortage of medicinal plants, you would pick flowers and make wreaths out of them. You carried some wreaths to the graves and crypts of your deceased comrades, and you gave some to your still-living friends. Narinder was standing apart from the others and watching them when you approached him with a smile on your lips and hiding your hands behind your back. You told him that you had a surprise for him and asked him to close his eyes. He understood that you wouldn't do something bad or make fun of him, so he closed his eyes. After a few seconds, he felt something on his head. It turned out to be a wreath of red camellias. You had no particular reason to make a wreath for him, you said you just wanted to please him a little. You left, going back to your business, and Narinder watched you go, unsure exactly how he felt about you

Narinder did not remember experiencing such feelings before. He had been a imprisoned god for a long time, he was the one who terrified others. But that wasn't the case now. Now they were afraid of him, but they were much less afraid of him, and it was as if you weren't afraid of him at all. It was as if you saw in him someone good, someone who didn't try to kill the cult leader whom you trusted even with your own life. Narinder didn't understand how you could stay like this despite everything that you, like the others, have been through. But you kept reaching out to him, and he didn't even notice how he started reaching out to you in return. He tried to stay the same, at least when someone else could see you, but sometimes when he wanted to make sure you were there, he hugged you. If you had mentioned it, he would have denied it, but he knew that he would have come to you again anyway to feel you gently stroking his back and hugging him, without asking about the reasons for the hug or trying to find out anything from him

Narinder x child!crown bearer!reader

working on older requests before i dedicate as much of today to writing updates for fic series stuff end of the month insanity goes......... insane..... notes: gn kid reader, any creature reader, short and sweet, written on computer, youre the youngest, still a kid, pre game, pre betrayal, something something middle sibling nari cws: mentions of canon typical violence and death

If it's too much you can just do one character, I don't mind :>/genuine

Narinder, Kallamar, and Shamura getting flowers from the reader

Ooouuugh anon you're so sweet eueueueur... that reminds me I gotta play with my bishop designs.. mostly heket, I'm mostly satisfied with the other siblings

Notes: gn any creature reader, post game, you're just crushing on them, whether this is post or pre final quest stuff is up to you, short post written on mobile, open outcome really this focuses on reactions and stuff

CWs: none

-I just thought it would be cute and fun, have a nice day!

Narinder, Kallamar, and Leshy x energetic!child!reader (platonic)

I kinda wanna make paper flowers hmmm hmm thinkimg

Notes: platonic post, gn reader, post game so they're all followers, short post

CWs: none

The Lamb The Serman was wonderful. Tom and Mars both just got married to the Lamb. You and your brother watched from afar as the newlyweds went to the bar. "Brother, you think I will be like that someday?" I asked him. He looks at me and nods. "I'm sure you'll find someone!" He said he put a flower crown on me. I smiled at my big sibling

The one who waits/Narinder

Narinder sat on the edge of the church. He hated the wedding bells, and the loud cheering when the married couple kissed. Tom and Mars just got married, and Narinder was somewhat jealous? The Lamb's sibling, a kind thoughtful Lamb, the one who got them married, was up for grabs. And Narinder wanted to be the one who stole their heart. He wanted to throw it in the lamb's face. After the pretty wedding, he saw you and the lamb talking. He couldn't hear you both, but he knew he had to stop it and ask for your hand in marriage before someone else did. Even if it was poly, he didn't want to share. He walked up to you and grabbed your hand. You looked so pretty in a flower crown. "Listen here (Y/n)!" Narinder demanded your attention. The Lamb narrows his eyes at Narinder. "I want to marry you!" Narinder let out, and then put a paw to your cheek. You blushed and nodded furiously. "Yes! Yes!" You been waiting for this forever.

Leshy

I want this to be oneshot angst/fluff pls thank you and have a nice day/night🥰

"How goes...your marriage..?"

"Hmph..hello to you too, sister." Narinder rolled his eyes as he sat by the pond with a bowl of stew, hoping for some peace and quiet.

But of course, ever since his siblings arrived into Lamb's cult and learned that he was betrothed to a mortal..he hasn't known such things.

He could tolerate Heket at the very least, since Kallamar was off flirting with gods-know-who, Leshy was on a missionary, and Shamura was reading their usual books.

"It fairs well. I sometimes find it funny.."

"Hm?"

"Shamura surely couldn't have predicted that I would become wedded to a measly mortal..let alone find myself in my vessel's cult. I was to sacrifice them and all of Lamb's followers. Yet when I ended up here..[y/n] was the first to reach out a hand and help me find my place." The black cat huffed. "When others mocked me..they defended my name day and night despite my past transgressions, willing to lookover the fact I once thought of them as nothing but a pawn in my game."

"You've..gotten soft..brother.." Heket lightly teased, earning her a scowl from him. However, something in the distance caught her eyes, and she tensed. "Go."

"What? Go away, you mean?" He blinked in confusion, taken aback by her command as he sneered. "I open my heart up to you, and you have the nerve to-?!"

"[Y/n]." She simply pointed, and he followed her gaze to the drinkhouse where you were trying to help a drunken follower stand on their own two feet.

While you could normally handle that sort of thing, something about it didn't sit right with Narinder. They were acting rather belligerent, babbling nonsense and causing a barrel to topple over, all while refusing to surrender their empty glass.

Only then he remember you were the bartender for today and were trying to close up shop.

He got up, deciding to let Heket finish his stew, and began walking over. His footsteps were silent as to not draw attention to himself.

He wanted to observe how you'd handle the situation.

"Please, go rest." You gently tried to urge the inebriated follower. "You've had enough."

"Don't touch meeeeeee...I ain't-" A hiccup interrupted them as their face became redder, words so slurred you could hardly understand them. "I ain't gonna..go anywherrre.."

"I'm afraid you must, I'm sorry-"

"Nooooo...I don't wanna be handled by some...idiot who slept with the One Who Waits!"

You froze. "Pardon?"

"Whatdya see in that guy anyway? He haaaates us all..he was..gonna kill us, right? And Lamby, too?" They grumbled, now sounding completely serious and irate. "Why don't you wanna be with Lamby? Or me? Or someone who isn't a monster...do ya hate us, too?"

"No, I don't hate anyone." You tried to reassure them. "But it's rude to speak of Narinder that way."

"But his stupid siblings..they...they hurt us so much because of him!" Tears began filling their eyes, their expression growing angrier. "Why did they have to come? What they did to us...was 'cuz of HIM! EVERYTHING is his fault!!!"

"I hear your pain, my friend. I really do. But Lamb believed-"

"WHAT ABOUT WHAT I BELIEVE?!" They raised their empty glass in a threatening manner, and you flinched, taking your hands off their robe in preparation for an attack.

But before anything could happen-

A black paw grabbed their wrist, claws digging into their flesh. Not enough to draw blood, but just enough to make it hurt and divert their attention to a certain angry feline.

"How irritating.." A trio of red eyes pierced through Narinder's veil as he scowled down at the follower. "I don't know whether you're more annoying now or when you're sober. You may scorn Lamb to your heart's content..but to threaten my spouse is a line you'll regret ever crossing. Now go lie down before I make you."

With a nod and a quiet whimper, they shakily set the glass down on the counter. And the moment he let their wrist go, they took off stumbling all the way to their shelter.

You frowned a little. "Darling, it's my job to lead them to-"

"They'll find their own way. Whatever they break can be fixed in no time." Narinder dismissed as he went to clean off the glass, while you plugged up the beer kegs for the night.

But as he rubbed and twisted the rag, he began thinking about what might've happened had he not intervened when he did..and it only made him angrier.

What if the glass was still full and they decided to spill it?

What if they threw it at your head?

What if they left tiny shards in your flesh and caused blood to pour down your face?

What if-?

*crack*

A sudden sharp pain in his paw pad made him wince slightly, realizing that the cup broke apart, a piece of glass now embedded in his own flesh.

Great.

"Oh no, let me take care of that for you, love."

He perked up at your voice, seeing you pull out a pair of tweezers and a roll of bandages from your robe pocket. "I can do it myself, you know."

"And risk getting more blood on the counter?" You pointed out the red splatters on the oak. "Heavens no."

Narinder chuffed, eventually turning his paw over and allowing you to tend to his injury. "Why do you allow them to speak to you that way? And being drunk is no excuse. They knew damn well what they were saying. They've disproved of our relationship from the start."

"So have plenty of others, including your own siblings, Nari. They'll come around eventually. I have all the faith in them."

"[Y/n]..they almost smashed a glass over your head. And I stopped them from doing so." He growled, frustrated at your lack of outrage. "You are content in letting such disrespect continue without punishment? Without consulting Lamb? If we cannot do anything about it, surely they can."

"I will let it go this one time. But only because I believe they won't do it again. I think they learned their lesson thanks to you." You simply reassured him, before you finished wrapping the gauze around his paw.

With a smile, you brought it up to your lips and kissed it, eyes flickering up to him. "You needn't worry, my darling. I am okay."

"...I'm not worrying about anything." Narinder scoffed, having difficulty hiding the blush beneath his fur. "I simply refuse to tolerate imbeciles who make obscene assumptions about us, thinking there'd be no repercussions."

"Of course, but in any case..thank you for coming to my defense."

"Hm.."

"Now come." You gently tugged him away from the drinkhouse, looping your arm around his. "I believe we have some farming plots to attend to. I promised Lamb I'd work on them in Leshy's steed, but what say...you pick out the seeds you wish to plant this time?"

Narinder's ears perked. "Hah. I thought you were about to tell me to gather fertilizer." He chuckled quietly. "You are too good to me sometimes."

"Well, I figured you could use a break. Come, come!"

And so he followed you to the farming area. While he could sense Heket still staring at him, knowing her grin was smug as ever, he didn't care about what she was thinking--or what anybody in the cult was thinking for that matter.