𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐑 𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐒

- me and my husband - (one sided love with greedler)

onceler (greedler) x reader

the opulent mansion stood as a symbol of the indulgent life you and onceler led. every corner exuded wealth and luxury, but within the gilded walls, your heart yearned for something more.

you had fallen into the depths of an intense and all-consuming love for onceler, a man driven by greed, confidence, and selfish desires. your life revolved around him, and the obsession you felt grew with each passing day. you were willing to sacrifice everything for him, even your own happiness.

"i steal a few breaths from the world for a minute," you thought to yourself, seeking solace in those stolen moments of stolen love. but you knew deep down that it would never be enough. you craved more of his attention, his affection, and his selfish love.

you were willing to give up everything, your own dreams, and desires, just to remain by his side. the mansion, the wealth, the extravagant lifestyle—they meant nothing if you couldn't have him, if you couldn't revel in the twisted bond you shared.

in the shadows, you observed the world around you, fully aware of your place as the "idiot with the painted face." your existence felt insignificant, like a mere decoration in the corner, while onceler commanded the attention and adoration of everyone else. but when his eyes locked with yours, even for a fleeting moment, you felt an electrifying rush of validation. you were loved, even if it was only for an instant.

the outside world saw you as a mere accessory, a housewife confined within the walls of opulence. but within those walls, you knew that your purpose ran deeper. you were the keeper of onceler's secrets, the one who stood by him unconditionally, even when the world turned its back on him. your devotion knew no bounds, your love was unwavering, and you would do anything to protect him, even if it meant sacrificing your own happiness.

as you moved through the extravagant rooms of the mansion, the weight of your loneliness pressed upon you. the whispers of the staff, the hollow echo of your footsteps—they all served as constant reminders of your isolated existence. but you couldn't bear the thought of leaving onceler. the depth of your obsession was a prison of your own making—a choice you were unwilling to undo.

tears cascading down your cheeks. you had staked your entire being on this tumultuous love. the furrowed brow—the fleeting glimmer of vulnerability in his gaze—was your lifeline. you held onto that glimmer, that sliver of hope, despite the pain it brought.

in the depths of your despair, you yearned for a taste of his affection—a moment where his selfish love would be yours and yours alone. you were willing to endure the agony, the solitude, the relentless hunger for reciprocation. you clung to the fragments of tenderness, even as they slipped through your fingers like sand.

"me and my husband," you whispered, your voice laced with melancholic resignation. the world may never comprehend the twisted dance of power and devotion that defined your marriage, but you knew that as long as you remained by his side, you would be forever entwined.

lost in the shadows, you startled as onceler's commanding presence emerged from the darkness. his footsteps echoed, a painful reminder of his power and the hold he had over your heart. when his eyes met yours, you saw a flicker of concern, but it was quickly replaced by his usual indifference.

"what's the matter?" his voice dripped with apathy, as if your anguish was of little consequence.

you took a shaky breath, gathering the strength to express your deepest feelings. "onceler, i can't believe how much you've changed. we used to be so in love, remember? you were everything to me, and i thought i meant something to you too."

onceler expression hardened, a glimmer of annoyance in his eyes. "y/n, things have changed."

tears streamed down your face, a mix of heartbreak and determination flooding your voice. "but onceler, what about us? what about the love we used to share? can't you see that the path you're on is empty and shallow? i miss the person you used to be."

he let out a bitter chuckle, his voice filled with cynicism. "y/n, love won't pay the bills or secure our future. my family's pride matters more than anything else now."

your heart shattered at his words, the painful reality sinking in. the person you loved had become a stranger, driven solely by his own ambition and the desire to please his mother. but even in the face of this devastating truth, you couldn't bring yourself to leave him. your love for onceler had become an obsession, an unhealthy attachment that held you captive.

with tears streaming down your face, you whispered, "okay, okay that's fine. i'll still stay with you. forever.. don't even worry.."

onceler's gaze remained distant, his voice devoid of emotion. "y/n, i never asked you to stay..."

you nodded, your voice filled with resignation. "yeah, i got that part... but i'll stay."

and so, you remained trapped in a one-sided love, forever yearning for a connection that would never be reciprocated, sacrificing your own happiness for the sake of an unattainable obsession.