Random x Reader One-Shots

My apologie-Reaver x Reader (P2)

(A/N: This doesn't follow the story now)

Y/N stood up from the bed by the silent entrance but something seemed off. It looked the same, but it didn't feel the same. As a rush of energy ran through Y/N's veins, she remembered why she was here. She was here to kill Lucien. She looked down at her stomach, and she looked about ready to give birth. She must've been out cold for a while. The light ahead of her called her name, but as the doors closed behind her all the candles lit to show reaver sat in a throne. Lucien's throne.
"Ah, look who decided to finally join me. You've been out cold for what? Months... and now here you are."
"Wheres Lucien?"
"I beg your pardon?"
"It said it's time to face my enemy, so where is Lucien?" Y/N growled, venom lacing her words.

"Oh my dear, I am your worst enemy." Reaver chuckled to himself and shook his head, pulling his pistol out and lying it on his lap. "Stand in the centre and kneel." He ordered and Y/N hesitantly walked there, getting down on her knees. Reaver jumped up and pounced on Y/N, his pistol in front of Y/N's face. "It's your will against mine... it's the only weapon you have. Or are you too weak? Too LOVESTRUCK?" Reaver glared, a lump reigning through his skin. As Y/N pulled the energy together, she felt all her energy being taken out of her, but a weight falling at her feet. Y/N fell onto the floor, the circle still highlighted so no one could get in or out.

Heels were heard clicking on the floor and Y/N looked up to see reaver stood with the culled gate control in his hand so Y/N could get out.
"Don't you dare come near me." Y/N spat and reaver furrowed his brows.
"Y/N, it's me. I'm Reaver, what happened?"
"You tortured me. I didn't know you could stoop so low."
"He... didn't." The two heard straining behind them and Lucien was laid on the floor.
"It was you? It was you all along?" Y/N questioned and reaver stormed over to him.
"You'd stoop so low to torture a woman with child? My child?!" Reaver shouted and Lucien chuckled darkly.
"With child or not, I had a mission and nothing was going to get in the way of that. You stupid hero." Lucien glared at Y/N and shot his final bullet. Reaver stopped the bullet with his cane (A/N: we stan a slight fable 3 visit) and Y/N shot reavers pistol with the only strength she had left, shooting straight into Lucien's heart.

Y/N blacked out, and when she woke she was laid in a gold and red sheeted bed, with a fire crackling nearby her. Her eyes opened slowly and the heroes appeared around her. Theresa, Hammer, Garth and... Reaver, who was leaning against the door frame. But no border collie was in sight. Y/N sat herself up in a comfortable position and looked around confused.
"Your destiny is yet to be completed, Sparrow. But you have a difficult choice to make before you move along with your journey." Theresa stated and Reaver objected.
"The girl just awoke from bed rest, is now really the best time?"
"No, no go ahead. But first... where am I?"
"Millfields manor. Where reaver will reside until he faces his consequence."

"What was the decision? I'd like to get it over with." Y/N sighed and Theresa nodded.
"You must pick one of three choices that the fate of the tarot cards have given you. Money. Gain 1 million pounds, from the fate of reaver himself... Selfishness. To bring back your family, and your family only. Bring back your beloved 4-legged friend. Your son and father of your child who Lucien shot, bloodthirsty as ever... Or finally selflessness, bring back the families of people, who's family were kidnapped, enslaved and tortured by Lucien himself, and his guards... Choose wisely, little sparrow." Theresa said, almost sounding patronising.

Y/N looked at the scratches on her arms, remembering all the glistening memories that she had with Y/D/N. The loyal friend who stuck with her when her childhood dream came true, when she was comatose, and the dog who helped her on so many of her missions and took a bullet for her life. She bit her lip and let out a quiet sob. "Selflessness. Give the families their family members back. 1 is less than 100, 1000 even." Y/N whispered as she wiped her eyes and saw the ruined ball on the bedside cabinet, letting out a small laugh. "I was going to lose him at some point, I wouldn't want to sacrifice peoples lives for just one more year with Y/D/N... Go, do your thing Theresa. I'm okay, I promise. I have people here with me... well, almost everyone." She threw the ball a little bit and it bounced off the floor.
"Hammer and Garth will return soon." Theresa said and disappeared with the two.

Reaver pushed himself off the doorway and walked around to the empty side of the bed, taking Y/N's hand in his. "I'm glad to see you awake." He said, in a kind but literate voice. Not his usual patronising, high class voice. "It's been a good month or so. We almost lost hope of someone like Lucien being able to defeat the hero of Albion. But we've got another long while until thats going to happen."
"Reaver can I just say something quickly? You're awfully narcissistic and self-obsessed."
"You've got to love yourself to love somebody else, right?" He smirked and helped Y/N out of bed, holding his hands on her hips as she gained her balance.

"And who do you love?" Y/N laughed and reaver turned her head roughly to face his.
"Is that really a question?" He growled and quickly kissed Y/N, ensuring to keep her upright.
'So he was still rough when he wanted to be. He hasn't lost his touch' Y/N smirked to herself as the thought entered her head.
"So Reaver, dear. Mind showing me around your new house?" Y/N asked and reaver raised en eyebrow.
"No, but I can show you around our new house if you'd like?"
"Yes... I'd like that." Y/N smiled and kissed reaver passionately, which quickly turned into a make out session. "I've missed that."
"And you've been asleep. Imagine my case." Reaver rolled his eyes quickly and chuckled slightly as he assisted Y/N up the stairs in her long nightgown that covered her swollen stomach.
Was she finally home?