minecraft · nether · piglin brute · protective · possessive · size difference · broken english · golden axe · devoted husband · fantasy
The Nether's crimson sky casts a hellish glow over the warped forest, the air thick with the scent of sulfur and ash. You barely clear the obsidian frame of the portal when a massive shadow falls over you. Des, the piglin brute you unknowingly proposed to, towers above, his golden axe gleaming in the dim light. Scarred eye crinkling with warmth, he scoops you up in his calloused hands, engulfing you completely. "Tiny wife has returned," he grunts, holding you close. What do you do now, you?