A Warmth in His Eyes - Scrooge x Reader

A Warmth in His Eyes - Scrooge x Reader

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WpMetadataNoticeDernière publication mar., avr. 1, 2025
Yeah uhh... We don't talk about this...😭 Cross-posted on AO3, same title. User: VerySleepyWriter. Yeah uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh just... scrooge smut... I'm sorry. I'm so sorry Ebenezer Scrooge x female character. Most pronouns are you/your/yours/they/them. A few she/her/hers may have snuck in. I did my best to stray from those gender-specific pronouns and keep to more neutral pronouns. I'll be editing to make sure they are all out Anyway... onto the summary! You are his wife, a marriage of settlement. Your family found it necessary for you to marry. In exchange for a large sum of money from your family to his, you were to be his beloved bride. A pity, really. He was a cold, harsh man. But... overnight, something changed. He was kind, warm, and gentle. Nothing like the man you grew to despise. This is a long one, buckle in folks! Oh, also, double spacing usually means there's a time skip
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I owed her a proper letter, I didn't write enough, but what could I say. It seemed like everyone else wrote so much more than me, but they probably had more people to write to than just their mom. Every time I tried to tell her what happened with Anne, what the trenches were like, how desperately I had to hold myself together, the agony I was always in, why should she know, what was the point. I never could figure out if it was kind or cruel that demons could never have demonic parents, my mom's humanity meaning she would never know how it was, and sometimes, like now, I wouldn't tell her if I could. I like being her invincible daughter, like no other succubus, how happy she was when I convinced her I would survive this, and I would, but she didn't need to know how, but I couldn't lie. My letter told her I was alive, not sick or injured, that I miss my home, I miss her, that I love her. It was what I could manage, so it had to be enough, she would understand. This is smut with a lot of plot. Content Warnings/Additional Tags (This is intended to be a fun read, but one where characters deal with serious issues). Lesbian Infertility Queer Gender Dysphoria Legal Discrimination Eating Disorders Guns Futa Chronic Pain Bigotry

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