The Ruby Empire

Bolivar the Fairy

Male Monster x Female Reader

People come from far and wide to sample your produce. You've come into money you never expected all because of the fruits and veggies you grow. People say they've never tasted tomatoes so good, peppers so sweet. You're all too happy to sell them at a good price too. There's only one thing that bothers you. You have no idea how.

You've always tried gardening and have always come up with the same results. Dead plants, Withering vines. Mealy fruit. Worm and bug infested produce. Gardening has never ever worked for you. Until now. Somehow your plants are lush and green. Your garden is the envy of all your friends and neighbors. You've had dignitaries pay you bags of gold for all your peaches. You want to answer people's questions about your secret. But you don't even know the truth yourself.

One day as you're working in the garden, pulling weeds and watering, you see something in the corner of your eye. You turn, seeing a small glimmer disappear into the birdhouse in the peach tree. In the little hole, you see a soft green glow. As you go to approach it a man riding a horse comes up alongside your garden gate.

"This must be the famous garden I've heard so much about." He dismounts his horse and you feel like crawling into a dark corner.

He's a handsome guy, tall and broad-shouldered with curly blonde hair. But you're terrified. You've always been anxious about men. But it's men like him that make you feel even worse.

"I was lucky enough to be given one of your peaches." He leans against the gate and smiles brightly at you. "I was enchanted. I wanted to see the beautiful creature who made such sweet fruit."

You feel like crying. He's being nice, but all you feel is nerves and fear. "It's all the tree's hard work," you murmur. You fidget and twist your fingers. "I just watch over it."

"Don't be so modest," he laughs.

"I'm sorry," you move to your door. "I'm very busy. Excuse me." You dart inside and shut the door. You hide until the man leaves before you sneak back outside. You sniffle, feeling silly for being so afraid.

"Don't fucking cry," a small voice snaps.

"What?" You look around. "Who's there?"

A green blur flies around your head and then a small figure floats before your eyes. You gasp. It's a fairy.

"Don't cry, I said," it huffs, snapping its hands to their hips. "Not because of some guy." It frowns angrily.

"I'm sorry," you whisper.

"And don't apologize," it fusses. "You have the best garden in the kingdom. You should be tough! You should take no prisoners."

"Are you a fairy?" You stretch your finger out to touch it.

It pushes its tiny hands against your finger. "What the hell else would I be?" It rests on your fingertip. Its wings stop fluttering and you see the green, delicate things. Their face had sharp angles and wide, strange eyes that were pure black. In fact, it reminded you of a dragonfly.

You bring your hand close and the fairy glares at you. "What are you doing in my garden?" You ask.

It smirks. "I'm your dirty little secret," he snickers.

"You?" You gasp. "You're the one who did all this?"

"I couldn't stand seeing you acting all pitiful about it," he scoffs. "So I just fly around and keep shit from dying."

"That's so sweet." You kiss his cheek.

He grimaces and swats at your face. "Knock it off! Stupid human." He sticks his tongue out at you.