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Mission: Chaos

Astarion (Unascended) x (unnamed) f!reader/tav

Rating: Explicit

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Tags: Smut; Sorta Act 3 spoilers but not really; Blood, gore and graphic violence; Oral sex (Male receiving); Tav is switch-coded; Mostly adventure; some cute lil fluff

Summary: Astarion and Tav are tasked with a mission only two rogues could accomplish. The looming danger sparks a heated moment. The pair continue to unleash chaos in their wake.

Part Two

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I exited my tent at nearly the same time as Astarion stepped out of his. We look each other over, admiring our matching black tactical outfits. Our hoods were drawn, shrouding most of our facial features. Astarion had his matching daggers fastened to his hips and bow fastened to his back, while I had my twin scimitars crossed against mine.

I take in the way his muscular frame is outlined by the fitted armor–the various golden buckles and straps only adding to his lithe elegance.

He flashes me a sharp toothy smile that nearly stops my heart, “Are you ready, my love?”

“As I’ll ever be,” I sigh. I turn to the rest of the camp, our companions watching us patiently.

“Hells, that’s adorable,” Karlach laughs, her eyes aflame with delight and perhaps a hint of jealousy, “We should all get matching gear.”

Astarion chuckles and flourishes his hand through the air waving off her comment, “Please,” he breathes, “Not everyone can look this good.”

I roll my eyes playfully and turn back to the group. Gale steps forward, “Okay, you two. Do you remember the plan?”

Astarion rolls his eyes, clearly tired of having to recite the plan for the umpteenth time just to soothe Gale’s obvious dissatisfaction at being left behind. “By the nine hells, yes Gale,” Astarions says his name with unfiltered disdain, “Remember, Tav and I are the most capable individuals for this mission. The last thing we need is a wizard lumbering about and slowing us down.” He crosses his arms over his chest and frowns, clearly irritated with Gale’s questioning.

Gale plays it off cooly, throwing his hands in the air and backing away, “Just be careful and stay imperceptible. Minimal casualties and all that.”

I nod my head before grabbing Astarion by the arm and pulling him after me, ready to be done with the tense conversation.

This mission was a departure from our usual. We were never really the group to plan things out in advance, and our best laid plans usually entailed stomping into the middle of enemy territory and taking them out by sheer force of will. No, this mission was entirely different. It was a reconnaissance. We sought information–information that would surely aid us in beating the Absolute.

There was an unsuspecting enemy fortress in the lower city, crawling with a faction of Absolutists. It was rumored that there was information related to the Grand Design inside the heavily guarded stronghold. Information regarding the crown of Karsus, blueprints and maps revealing the location of the brain, and relevant information related to the Illithids were also rumored to be residing somewhere behind those looming walls.

As the only two rogues in our merry band of misfits, Astarion and I were the best chance we had at infiltrating and obtaining that information and walking out completely unscathed.

We enter the lower city, our long strides and unbreakable determination keep us moving forward. While I am deep in thought, recounting each step of the plan over and over again until it is etched into my brain, Astarion slips his hand through mine and squeezes it softly.

I look up at him pleasantly surprised by the small affection. It warmed my heart to know that he was comfortable with me in such a manner. After everything we’ve been through, and after everything he has had to endure, small affections like this show me that I make him feel safe enough to express his true feelings.

“Nervous?” I ask, raising an eyebrow playfully. I squeeze his hand back as we round a corner. The streets of Baldur’s Gate are bustling, even at night. Street merchants shout at passersby hoping to entice a drunk patron with deep pockets. The taverns lining the street are practically bursting at the seams, loud music spilling from their thresholds and backdropped by the low murmur of drunk customers seeking temporary refuge from reality.

“Ha!” Astarion laughs exuberantly, “Darling, a magnificent and deadly creature such as myself doesn’t get nervous! However, you looked like you needed some comfort,” He pulls his hand from mine and drapes his arm over my shoulders, pulling me in close. I try to stifle the stupid grin on my face, but I’m unsuccessful in my pursuit to remain cool and collected.

I glance at him and, despite his words, he does look concerned. “As long as we watch each other’s back, we will be fine,” I murmur, wanting nothing more than to soothe his worries and smooth the creases in his forehead that appeared as his brows knit together with concern.

He peers down at me, his bright vermillion eyes searching mine, looking for some form of respite, “Just like old times,” he amends. I flash him a sly smile and lean my head into his shoulder as we continue walking towards our destination. His scent engulfs me completely and adds to the growing comfort.

The stronghold grows larger as we approach its imposing presence. We untangle from our embrace and fall to the shadows, walking the perimeter of the building, being careful to avoid the sentry’s posted at every entrance and window. We round the last corner to the back of the fortress and eye the cellar entrance–two swordsmen posted outside the door with bored expressions painted across their empty faces.

Astarion leans over to consult me on our plan but I’m already stumbling out of the shadows, tripping over my feet and slurring my words, waving in their direction, “S’cuse me sirs, where the bloody hells is Elfshong taverns?” My drunk performance eases the tension between the guards and I can hear Astarion hissing a string of expletives from the shadows. I try not to break character, but getting under his skin was entertaining.

“Ma’am, this area is off limits,” they say as they approach.

I trip over my own feet and fall to the ground, letting a drunk giggle escape my lips. The men rush to my side to lend a hand. I look up at the guard and reach for his hand. As soon as I make contact, I yank him down closer and the flash of my scimitar is the last thing the guard sees before the edge slices across the soft flesh of his throat. Blood sprays through the air and before it can settle Astarion is at my side, burying the dagger in the heart of the second guard.

“Bloody hells, darling,” he says exasperated, already pulling his attention away from the corpses, “warn me before you do something like that again.” He laughs breathily, obviously roused by my efficacy.

I smile up at him–blood spray painting my face, “Careful my love, you almost sound impressed,” I laugh playfully as I wipe the blood from my scimitar on the guard's attire before slipping it back into its harness.

“Oh but I am,” he murmurs, “You never look so beautiful than when you are luring others to their death.” He cocks an eyebrow and I pull my shoulder to my chin, preening at his compliment.

We focus our attention back to the cellar door and I let Astarion approach it to examine the lock mechanism. I lean up against the wall, crossing my arms over my chest and propping one foot against the wall, scanning the alleyway to ensure no one approaches us.

Astarion crouches down beside me and inserts a lockpick into the keyhole, making short work of the mechanism. His eyes rake up my body as he pulls himself back to his feet. His vermillion eyes finally meet mine and I cock an eyebrow, letting him know I caught him staring.

“What?” He whines, “I can’t help it,” he shrugs his shoulders before entering the cellar. I follow close behind him, pulling a small dagger out of a built-in holster that Astarion had sewn into the pant legs. He draws his own daggers, his knuckles seemingly paler than normal as he grips the handle. We slink into the dank, cool cellar scanning for any signs of life that might threaten ours. Stacks of wine barrels line the walls, and rows upon rows of bottled wine litter the cellar. Even the floor is covered in a pool of spilled wine. Once we are certain no one occupies the cellar, we relax slightly, looking for a doorway that will lead us into the belly of the beast.

“It’s a wonder the taverns haven’t run dry with the Absolutists hoarding so much wine down here,” I whisper, taken aback by just how large of a supply there was down here.

Astarion continues weaving through the rows of wine, searching for a way out, “Darling, one thing that is never in short supply in Baldur’s Gate, well, aside from tadpoled freaks, is booze. Here we are,” he alerts, finding a ladder leading up to a hatch in the ceiling.

I nod and follow Astarion as he climbs the ladder. He pauses at the hatch, reaching out with his senses to what lay beyond. After a minute or two he pops open the hatch and crawls out, offering me a hand. He pulls me up quickly before securing the hatch.

We are in a large storage area, boxes of food line the walls. We listen at the wooden door, noting the footsteps of a couple of guards as they patrol the corridor that lay beyond. We sit in silence, counting the minutes between each round until we have a good idea of how long we have to exit the storage and take in our surroundings. Once the guards have both made another pass, we exit quietly, scanning the area for places to hide or rooms to search.

A large corridor stretches out in front of us, several rooms line the walls and numerous hallways branch off the main path into unseen corners of the fortress. The corridor is dimly lit, the sconces overflowing with melted candle wax while newly lit ones cast a faint glow that barely illuminates the great hall.

Astarion already looks to be regretting this mission, clearly exasperated by the number of rooms lining these labyrinths. I surge forward, counting down the minutes before another sentry passes through. The information we are searching for would probably be in a room of some importance, and by the looks of it none of these rooms will contain what we are looking for.

We slink along the walls, stopping every so often to listen for approaching footsteps. Astarion is close at my heels, glancing behind every so often to make sure we aren’t taken by surprise. An adjacent hallway moves out of view and I start forward, hoping to find something–anything.

I peak around the corner and eye two cultists conspiring quietly while they stroll away from us. I signal to Astarion that two enemies are up ahead and he nods, readying himself. We crouch low and stalk slowly in their wake, our footsteps imperceptible even to the pests that scuttle about nearby. I tighten my grip on my dagger, nearing the cultists as they fuss with impatience over the agonizingly slow takeover of Baldur’s Gate.

Astarion and I react simultaneously, wrapping our arms around the unsuspecting thralls and cutting deeply into their throats, effectively cutting off any attempt to alert the others. My victim falls backwards into me and I quickly begin pulling their body into an adjoining room. I dispose of their body in an unsuspecting corner and watch as Astarion follows.

“I’ll never get tired of annihilating these tadpoled freaks,” I whisper, “The rush of adrenaline is exhilarating to say the least.” I admire our handiwork.

Astarion grins in my direction, “Yes… your adrenaline is exhilarating, my dear. It’s so palpable I can almost taste it,” he licks his lips playfully and flashes his fangs. I immediately blush, images of him drinking greedily from my throat flood my mind.

“You’re so distracting,” I say flirtatiously. Perhaps it wasn’t the best idea to go on a solo mission with Astarion. He makes it difficult to focus, especially when he looks at me the way he is–as if he is ready to devour me.

He simply laughs in response before returning to the mission at hand. We surveyed our surroundings one last time before following the winding hallways through the fortress looking for a room that looked of some importance. We passed by rows of rooms, some sporadically containing Absolutists, too engrossed in their conversations to realize danger lurked around the corner. Most we spared simply because we were trying to keep a low profile. Others wouldn't be so lucky.

We round another corner, eyeing a large set of oak doors emblazoned with the Absolute’s insignia. I turn to Astarion who looks relieved. We slowly make our way down the long corridor when the clanking of metal armor rings through the hallway, echoing loudly in our ears. In one brief moment, a steel watcher exits a room adjacent to the one we were headed towards, and Astarion snakes his arm around my waist and pulls me off the ground and into a room directly beside us. I gasp momentarily, not expecting to be so roughly handled.

He pushes me up against a wall out of the doorway and presses a hand to my mouth. My heart beats loudly in my chest, threatening to burst through my ribcage. Astarion huffs quietly, slightly annoyed that we were almost detected. We stay perfectly still, listening as the steel watcher clangs about slowly.

Astarions forearm is pressed against my shoulders and, even though our demise looms just down the hall, I can’t help the sinful thoughts that cross my mind–especially when his hand is clasped firmly over my mouth the way it is. I shift uncomfortably, pressing my thighs together subtly. I try to suppress the growing warmth that travels to my core, rather unsuccessfully.

Nothing gets past Astarion, however, who has come to recognize my body language better than I knew my own. He peers down at me and knits his eyebrows together, sending me a quiet look that just says… Really? Of all the times.

I look up at him with rounded eyes and shrug. It’s not like I could explain myself with his hand pressed against my mouth and a metal monstrosity lurking around the corner threatening to alert every Absolute in the building of our presence.

Astarion carefully reaches out with his foot and shuts the door quietly. We stand still for several more minutes, waiting for the steel watcher to stray from its post. It seems to be assigned to this hall specifically, and if we can’t find a way into that room, the whole mission will have been for naught.

He loosens his grip around my mouth and brings a finger to his mouth, gesturing for me to stay quiet. I roll my eyes. He glares at me, a look of lustful determination dances across his face. I know that devious look.

Astarion and I have found a kindred spirit in one another. Our blood always ran hot after battle, and our sexual tension was always palpable during moments of high danger. It was an odd little quirk–one that usually awarded us concerning looks among the other companions. They knew we would disappear for hours on end after a particularly difficult battle, choosing to get lost in one another. At least,that was before he truly opened up to me. He confessed his feelings regarding sex, assuring me that what we had was something more, but that it was just too much for him to process–too much to handle. I understood.

It had been weeks since we were last intimate, not that I particularly minded. I had fallen head over heels for this man and I only wanted him to have time to heal. I respected his space, because it wasn’t his body or his looks that took hold of my heart–it was all of him. His soul. It was his fierce protectiveness that he tried so hard to hide that captured my heart. His undying loyalty for his friends. His passion for something more than what the last two centuries had offered him.

He has slowly started exploring physical touch with me again. Placing small kisses along my shoulders. Running his fingers through my hair. Idly tracing shapes on my skin at night. If he allowed it, I would return the small affections, always making sure that he was happy and present.

Our currently shared predicament ignited something in me tonight. I don't know if it was the jarring realization that I loved Astarion more than words could ever properly describe, or the fact that this little mission of ours just reinforced how badly I could not lose him. Perhaps it was both, but a deep yearning for him settled in the pit of my stomach. But it wasn't just about what I wanted. If the way he was looking at me was any indicator, it seemed like he desperately needed me too. Of course, we'd have to be positively mad to indulge in that kind of behavior right now, but we never classified ourselves as sane, rational people to begin with. The heat of the moment was almost unbearable.

A look passes between us and I cock my head to the side, a silent question on my expression. He flashes me a devious smile, which is all the answer I need. He leans in slowly, his hands tracing the curves of my body as he makes his way to my face. His fingers tangle in my hair and he pulls me in roughly, crushing his lips to mine with such eager desperation that I all but go limp under his touch.

I return his kiss eagerly, allowing him to lead–to explore at his own comfort and pace. His tongue forces its way into my mouth, searching for my own. Our tongues mingle, indulging fervently in one another–searching for reprieve. Our lips move together in time, his taste completely engulfing me. His fangs drag against my lip and it takes all the strength in me not to moan. But that was part of the fun wasn't it?

Astarion presses his body harder into mine, pinning me to the wall with such unfiltered reverence. His arousal is evident as it digs into my stomach and my body screams for him in return. I'm fully aware that we cannot have sex here. I could not hope to stay silent during such a sordid affair, but I wanted so badly to bring him pleasure. I wanted him to feel untainted ecstasy, purely for his enjoyment (and let’s face it, for my own enjoyment as well. Nothing felt better than making him feel good). That's where I make up my mind.

With all the force I can muster I spin him around and press him against the wall, never breaking our sultry kiss. Astarion is momentarily stunned by my forwardness, but quickly relaxes and indulges me.

Our tongues continue their sensual dance, exploring one another's mouth as if it's our last night on Faerun. It very well could be. I move my hands to his trousers, playing with the ties that are keeping him restrained. I pull away from our kiss momentarily to peer up into those vermillion eyes, gauging whether he was okay with this. He pushes the hair out of my face, tucking a wisp of hair behind my pointed ears.

He gives me a look of approval which only spurs me to unlace his trousers. I crouch slowly, never taking my eyes off him. The look of pure adoration that graces his features let me know that he is okay and that he wants this. I drop completely to my knees in an act of pure worship–of reverence.

��Darling,” he whispers softly, “You're insatiable.” I give him a knowing look before springing his arousal free from the confines of his trousers. A look of triumph crosses my features, he was hard for me. I still evoked a sense of desire from him. I truly was lucky.

I peel his trousers away before looking up into his wanting face. He looks so earnestly turned on by our circumstances that it brings a devious smile to my lips. I take his cock in my hand, eliciting a quiet hiss to escape his perfect lips. I swipe my thumb across his swollen head, already leaking from the sheer excitement and looming danger. I look up at him, rounding my eyes and biting my lip–a look that drives him mad. He is delirious with desire.

I take his length between my lips, slowly taking him in until I can take no more. Astarion throws his head back, resting it on the wall behind him. His hands snake down into my hair, his fingers grasping for leverage. He moans quietly–the sound strained and full of need. He begins to guide my head gently, using my mouth to fuck himself slowly and deliberately.

My tongue drags down his length, savoring the way he tastes. I suck him hard and slow, letting him guide my movements. I stroke the base of his cock with my hand which only heightens his desire. I swirl my tongue around his head, teasing him endlessly until he all but forces his cock back down my throat.

I push his cock to the back of my throat as far as it will go, ignoring the way I gag around him. My throat tightens around his length, and his hand shoots to his mouth clearly enjoying it enough that he has to remind himself to stay as quiet as possible.

I continue to suck him slowly and deeply, bobbing my head in deliberate motions, enjoying the way I can pleasure him so intently. Tears begin to roll down my cheeks as I continue my pace. His hands drag down his body and he pulls his shirt up slightly, giving me a peak at his toned abdomen.

I lock eyes with him, never stopping my pursuit and I can tell that action alone is enough to push him over the edge. His grip in my hair tightens, pulling at my hair painfully in just the way I like which spurs me to continue.

I pick up the pace, his cock hitting the back of my throat repeatedly and causing me to gag more frequently. More tears escape from my lash line and the sight of me has Astarion panting heavily, his knees practically buckling from the intense pleasure.

I pull away for a moment and let my hand continue to service him, a string of saliva hangs between my lips and his throbbing head. I look up at him with rounded eyes, trying to convey a look of pure innocence. I can tell the sight drives him wild. I find him on the precipice, so close to falling over the edge.

He whimpers, a rare sound to escape his lips, but one that lets me know how he is feeling, “Please,” he begs. It is such a rare moment to find him begging for release, and it is the most beautiful sound I have ever heard.

“Please, what?” I ask teasingly. It is not very often that I get to coax such desperate words from his lips and I plan to take advantage of our situation. I want him to tell me what he wants.

He huffs, clearly seeing through my ploy. He surrenders to it almost instantly, unable to hurl a quip in my direction with the way my hand falls down his slick length slowly.

He struggles to find the words while he is so completely at my mercy. I cock an eyebrow at him, waiting patiently as I continue to massage his cock languidly in my palm. I teasingly swipe my tongue up the length of his shaft, hoping that it will motivate him to tell me what he wants.

“Please,” he says breathlessly, “I want to come.” He peers down at me, his eyes a pool of desperation and mad with desire.

I nod my head and quickly take him fully in my mouth once more, letting my throat accommodate as much of him as I can possibly muster. He inhales sharply, enjoying the way my warm wet mouth fits so perfectly around him. He grips my hair even tighter and I stifle the moan that wants to escape my throat.

He sets the pace for me once again, my head bobbing fervently as I suck hard and quickly. His cock hitting the back of my throat at a punishing pace as he thrust himself into me. His breathing becomes ragged, his thrusts more erratic. I can tell he is chasing his own release.

“Gods,” he whispers, his voice gravelly and thick with lust, “Please don’t stop.”

I chance a small groan, despite our current situation, and the vibrations are surely what sends him over the edge. His pace slows as his seed spills into the back of my throat. I swallow it greedily, his taste giving me my own sort of pleasure.

I can tell Astarion wants nothing more than to moan out in pleasure, but he keeps quiet, throwing his head back against the wall as his orgasm rocks through his body. His release sends a wave of pleasure through his entire body.

I swallow every drop of his spent, savoring its unique flavor. Once he has stilled completely, I pull him from my mouth with a quiet pop. He looks down at me, trying desperately to bring his breathing under control. I can feel the slickness between my thighs and note the ways my body longs for him.

I swipe my thumb along the corner of my mouth and down my bottom lip before helping him fasten his trousers. I stand completely and meet his vermillion gaze.

“Gods below,” he finally whispers, his voice raspy, “You’re going to be the death of me, my dear.” He brings a hand to my face and swipes his thumb across my cheek, wiping away a stray tear that had escaped earlier.

I drag my hands through his ivory curls and look at him with unfiltered adoration. His eyes flit to my lips once more and he pulls me in close, kissing me so deeply and with such devotion that my knees threaten to buckle underneath me.

After a moment he pulls away, “We better make it through the night, darling,” he purrs, “Because I’m taking you for myself when we get back to camp.” he drags a knuckle down my neck and gently traces my collarbone. He sighs with longing, before releasing me from his embrace. My body shivers at his promise, steeling my determination.

Back to the task at hand. There will be more time to indulge in one another later. Astarion chances a peek through the door. He eyes the steel watcher, blindly marching up and down the long corridor.

“One more rotation and we can make a break for the door while its back is turned. We’ll only have a few seconds to get inside, so we’ll have to be quick and deliberate,” he whispers. I nod in understanding and wait for his order.

The steel watcher clanks down the hall, passing by our door. As soon as we are out of eye sight, we quickly and silently head towards the oak doors. Astarion quickly begins lockpicking while I watch the steel watcher near the end of the hall.

“It’s about to come back,” I say urgently. I hear the lock give way under his deft fingers and we slink in and shut the door just when the watcher rounded on its heels. I rest against the oak doors, trying to calm my nerves and taking in the surrounding room.

The room had vaulted ceilings, only lit by the low burning candles on the wall. The opposite side of the room had floor to ceiling shelves filled with dusty tomes. A large ornate desk sat in the middle scattered with papers–none of which looked particularly important. Against a sidewall sat a large table with maps strewn about, battle plans inscribed across them.

Astarion studies the maps before stuffing them into his pocket. I eye a chest against an adjacent wall and make my way over, studying it for any signs of a trap. Satisfied that I detect none, I crouch down to begin picklocking.

Before I can, however, Astarion yanks me to my feet and I look up at his worried face. “Darling, do be careful. It is obviously a trap.” His face is concerned–scared even. The thought of me getting hurt because I failed to detect the trap creeps across his face. Usually, in these situations he would be more annoyed than anything. But all I see is real fear.

“Sorry,” I murmur, stepping aside to allow him to disarm the trap and unlock the chest. He makes quick work of both, his lithe hands working gracefully and efficiently. After a moment, the chest pops open.

We both look inside. It is filled with several folded letters containing useful information related to the Grand Design. Several tomes related to the Crown of Karsus and its Netherstones were also nestled inside. Lastly, a large map marking a location deep beneath the city looked particularly interesting. Perhaps that is where the elder brain was located. We stuff the contents of the chest in our pack and ready ourselves to leave.

“Let’s get the hells out of here,” Astarion says, relieved.

Before we can exit the room, the door swings open. We react instantly, melting into the wall just out of eyesight of the door. An armored woman walks through the door completely unaware of our presence as she is too engrossed in a letter she has in her hand. Before the door can fully shut, Astarion leaps forward from behind her and places a hand over her mouth. She looks up at me, terror and recognition fills her eyes. I’m the last thing she ever sees as he snaps her neck with powerful force.

Her limp body falls to the floor. I snatch the letter from her hand and read it quickly. There is some kind of charm or enchantment concealing the actual message. I stuff it into my pocket, hoping Gale can find some use in it.

We peek through the door, waiting for the watcher to turn its back. Once the coast is clear, we begin our complicated dance–maneuvering in and out of rooms as the watcher passes us by. Once we clear the corridor, we begin our long journey through the maze of corridors, eliminating stray cultists if we come across them and picking up any gold we find along the way.

By the time we make it back to the storage room, our pockets are heavy with gold and various loot. We descend down the hatch and back into the cellar, giggling quietly at our success. A mixture of relief and satisfaction washing over us as our tension melts away.

We burst through the cellar door and into the alleyway, the cool dark night welcoming us. I turn to find Astarion calculating, a diabolical grin graces his features. I cock my head to the side, wondering what he is planning.

“Stand back, darling,” he says, flashing his fangs. In one fluid motion he lights the end of an arrow and nocks it. He pulls the arrow back until the string is taut. His muscles strain against the force and he has never looked quite as beautiful than in this moment–right before causing unimaginable chaos. He aims squarely at the still open door of the cellar and releases the arrow. Before it lodges in the side of a barrel of wine he turns and bolts towards me. He leaps gracefully in my direction and we both topple to the ground. He shields my body with his, pinning me firmly to the cold hard ground.

As soon as we hit the ground a large explosion rings through the air as a chain reaction ignites the lowest level of the fortress. The heat from the explosion pricks my skin as a large orange glow rises into the dark night. The building gives way, its structural integrity buckling under the sheer force of the explosion.

I burst out laughing, tears coming to the surface as my laughter turns into uncontrollable guffawing. Astarion joins me in laughter, and the sound is beautiful. We allow ourselves to fall apart, finding entertainment in our own chaotic decisions. The glow from the explosion paints his features in a warm aura, and at this moment I have decided I cannot live without my vampire.

I run my fingers through his snowy curls, looking at him with pure devotion hanging heavy in my heart. “I love you, Astarion,” I whisper lovingly.

He stares at me and his features soften, “I-I love you too, Tav.” He leans down and kisses me in the alley way, all our fears melting away and forgotten as the building crashes down behind us. We are just two love-sick people who thrive on chaos. I cannot think of a place I would rather be. He continues to surprise me, and I surmise our future together is going to be beautifully chaotic.

“Let’s get you back to camp, darling,” He whispers as he pulls away from our kiss, “We have some unfinished business to attend to.”

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Draco Malfoy

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One Shots

forbidden ; where y/n and draco have to endure a very special kind of detention ❁

fun and games ; where draco takes pranking y/n too far ❁

engraved ; where y/n’s visit to the new headmistress leads to a heated argument with draco ☆

guardian ; where y/n stands up for draco ☆

sunrise, kisses and pancakes ; where y/n spends a cuddly morning with draco ❁

disgrace ; where y/n’s first time meeting draco’s parents escalates ☆

heal me ; where y/n has to work with the person she hates the most ☆

next door ; where y/n gets locked out of her apartment while her baked cookies are about to burn ❁

frosty ; where y/n and draco compete in building a snowman ❁

perfect prefect ; where y/n and draco love to tease each other ❁

darkness ; where y/n’s parents make her life a living hell and draco doesn’t really help ☆

you are my sunshine ; where y/n and draco go sunbathing ❁

the right thing ; where y/n does the only right thing, much to the dismay of everyone else ☆

the right thing² ; where draco and y/n meet again after her betrayal ☆

exhausted ; where draco takes care of his desperate y/n ❁

unforgivable ; where y/n gets poisoned due to draco’s behavior ☆

the sound of rain ; where draco and y/n dance in the rain ❁

thief ; where y/n steals all of draco’s clothes ❁

your paw in mine ; where y/n knows what draco needs after a bad day ❁

undying love ; where draco and y/n tell scorpius about their love story ❁

cursed ; where draco comforts y/n after receiving bad news ☆

founding of a family ; where draco wants to have children, but y/n doesn’t ☆

founding of a family² ; where y/n is finally pregnant ❁

founding of a family³ ; where draco takes particular care of y/n while strolling through a park ❁

quality time ; where draco and y/n take a bath together ❁

daffodil ; where narcissa is y/n’s last hope ☆

while i die ; where draco replaced y/n ☆

aftermath ; where draco has to cope with y/n’s death ☆

poison ivy ; where a beauxbaton is very jealous of y/n ☆

toxicity ; where draco saves y/n from an abusive relationship ☆

notebook ; where draco finds y/n’s notebook and falls in love with the words written inside ❁

simp ; where y/n is simping over a fictional character ❁

stargazing ; where draco takes y/n stargazing ❁

cherry ; where draco has to watch y/n moving on without him ☆

daycare ; where draco and y/n babysit ❁

remember me ; where draco obliviates y/n ☆

pampering ; where draco washes y/n’s hair ❁

anchor ; where draco realizes his feelings for y/n while they dance in the rain ❁

in your eyes ; where y/n sees the love in draco’s eyes ❁

cruciatus ; where draco hits y/n with an unforgivable curse ☆

haunted ; where draco and y/n explore a haunted house ❁

trust ; where y/n comes out to draco ❁

land of dreams ; where scorpius has a nightmare ❁

play pretend ; where draco and y/n pretend to have an engagement ❁

if i killed someone for you ; where draco kills someone for y/n ☆

silence ; where draco tells y/n to shut up and y/n stays silent ☆

mistletoe ; where draco and y/n stand under a mistletoe ❁

distraction ; where y/n needs to study, but not with draco ☆

one bed, two enemies ; where draco and y/n have to share a bed ❁

secret blessing ; where y/n disappears and comes back with a secret ☆

apples, green apples ; where draco and y/n are confronted with amortentia ☆

change ; where y/n meets draco’s parents, but they don’t know about her secret ☆

sectumsempra ; where y/n gets hit by sectumsempra instead of draco ☆

sectumsempra² ; where y/n feels insecure about her scars and draco is out for revenge ☆

decision ; where y/n stands in the way of draco and astoria’s love ☆

let me take care of you ; where y/n suffers from a migraine ❁

but i know i was happier with you ; where y/n looks happier with someone new ☆

step on my heart ; where y/n lies to draco about dumbledore’s army ☆

step on my heart² ; where draco and y/n meet again amidst the battlefield ☆

work buddy ; where draco and y/n work together as aurors ☆

strongest ; where y/n tells draco she can’t conceive ☆

safe space ; where draco helps y/n through a seizure ☆

your priority is mine ; where draco thinks his parents betrayed him and y/n ☆

patch me up ; where draco has to perform surgery on y/n ☆

match maker ; where draco is in love with hermione and y/n helps him, but falls for him herself ☆

best bad friend ; where y/n discovers something that will change draco’s and y/n’s life forever ☆

forever, you and me ; where draco reveals the dark mark to y/n ☆

i need you ; where draco is imperiused and hurts y/n ☆

can’t you see me ; where y/n gets draco’s mind off an upcoming exam ❁

fighter ; where y/n and draco sleep in separate rooms due to an argument ☆

words are weapons ; where draco bullies y/n until she confronts him about it ☆

sweaterpaw ; where y/n admires draco while he is passionately talking ❁

against the world ; where y/n is suffering from trauma due to her parents ☆

gone ; where draco betrays the dark lord and y/n pays for it ☆

Headcanons

draco malfoy as a father ❁

Tom Riddle

•───── ୨♡୧ ─────•

One Shots

obsessed ; where y/n dislikes tom’s obsession of becoming the dark lord ☆

my heart belongs to you ; where tom and y/n are in an arranged marriage ☆

knight in shining armour ; where tom helps y/n ❁

Harry Potter

•───── ୨♡୧ ─────•

One Shots

don’t shut me out ; where harry shuts y/n out after sirius’ death ☆

by the lake ; where harry and y/n spend time by the lake ❁

clingy ; where y/n feels uncomfortable around harry ☆

i would ; where harry is in love with y/n but doesn’t want to destroy their friendship ☆

Cedric Diggory

•───── ୨♡୧ ─────•

One Shots

sweet cuddles ; where y/n and cedric cuddle ❁

Fred Weasley

•───── ୨♡୧ ─────•

One Shots

family reunion ; where y/n meets the weasleys for the first time, but they aren’t too fond of her ☆

frenemies ; where fred loves nothing more than to tease y/n ☆

define me ; where y/n feels like her relationship with fred is doomed ☆

switching houses ; where y/n and fred accidentally swap their ties ❁

Headcanons

visiting the burrow as fred’s girlfriend ❁

#harry potter masterlist #hp masterlist #draco malfoy masterlist #tom riddle masterlist #cedric diggory masterlist #fred weasley masterlist #masterlist

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byeuijoo · 7 months

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break up 𐀔 boynextdoor

genre : angst ⋆ warnings : break up, tears ⋆ word count : 774

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park sungho ⭒ the one who lets you go

at first, all sungho did was listen to you as attentively as possible, shaking his head. he memorized your words, understood your reproaches, problems. he understood your point of view and what led you to your final decision — and even though the idea of losing you drove him crazy, he was willing to let you go if it meant your happiness. all that ever mattered to him was that you were happy every day of your life, so if he no longer made you happy, it was absolutely out of the question for him to hold you back. but even though he watched you go with a heavy heart, he never regretted letting you find a better life.

lee riwoo ⭒ the one who begs you to stay

« you can't do this to me y/n. listen, i can fix that.. please, let me try. » was sanghyeok's reaction when he heard you tell him you wanted to break up. tears rolled down your cheeks, and only he knew how much that simple sight broke his heart — he was determined to make things right, to rectify his mistakes and heal your wounded heart. he couldn't give up without trying, and he was convinced that the two of you would be able to repair your relationship. « i'm sorry, i'll be a better boyfriend for you. forgive me y/n, will you? » he said, and you could hear through the crack of his voice how sincere he was, which made you think that maybe he'd be able to save what you'd worked so hard to build together.

myung jaehyun ⭒ the one who cries

you saw it the second you started your sentence, his eyes filling with tears. jaehyun has never been good at hiding his emotions — and you would have loved not to be so touched by mere drops of water. because the second you saw them rolling down his cheeks, you wanted to take him in your arms and console all his sorrows : but one tear led to another, they now flowed down your face. then it was his turn to approach you, wiping away your tears with his fingers, reminding you why you loved him so much, and why you didn't want to lose him. « i promise i'll try harder to give you a better love story, but please y/n.. don't break up with me. » you didn't know if continuing was a good idea, but at the time, your heart felt too weak to lose the half it'd been close to for so long.

han taesan ⭒ the one who dares not react

when you announced that you wanted to break up with, even the neighbors probably heard dongmin's heart breaking. and the words aren't used in vain : it really did break into lots of little pieces, while the boy just watched you without saying a word. he didn't dare make the slightest movement, or say the slightest thing, he was completely petrified. his heart was screaming at him to hold your hand, apologize and make things right with you — but the voice in his head and the muscles in his body ordered him to do nothing, and simply to endure. and it was when he heard you slam the door to his house that he realized it was all over, that his heart would probably stay broken for a long time to come because of his lack of reaction.

kim leehan ⭒ the one who doesn't know what to say

donghyun remained silent throughout : watching you with lost eyes trying to understand what was really happening. why were you breaking up with him? had he done something wrong? he had so many questions to ask — but his throat was completely knotted, as if no sound could escape. he didn't know what to say or how to react, it was so unexpected and unthinkable, that he didn't know what to think. and even when you started to get up to walk away from him, turn on your heels and sign the official end of your relationship, he didn't know what to say to hold you back, and let you go without a word from him.

kim woonhak ⭒ the one who don't believe you

a laugh to leave his lips when he heard your words : you, wanting to break up with him? woonhak couldn't believe his ears. but when he saw how sad and serious you looked, the poor boy soon lost his boyish smile. something was wrong : why would you want to break up with him when everything seemed to be going so well between you? so he frowned, reaching for your hand, which you quickly pulled away. « you're kidding, right? » he asked as you looked away, excusing yourself just before slipping away — leaving him completely alone with a thousand unanswered questions.

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1eoness · 6 months

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uhmmmm actor leon kennedy?? mayvbe

[to clarify, i am a minor (17). anyone <17 and anyone >17 uncomfortable with interacting pls dni}

a/n bc i love rambling : so uhmmm when i was writing this there was an electric explosion right outside of our house so the power's out in our neighborhood and im back in this damn cafe LMAOOO

a/n : (update lol)i wrote this like monthssss ago (wtf this sucks).. so im back nd im gonna post this bc why the fuck not it's still rllyyyy bad and a lot of word repeating but yeah just felt like posting lol

synopsis : actor!leon kennedy has been in the gig too long to deal with nepotistic, wide-eyed girls like you. yet much to his exasperation, you're just too much of a greenhorn in the showbiz world.

‿︵‿︵୨˚̣̣̣͙୧ -you can fucking skip this part idc- ୨˚̣̣̣͙୧‿︵‿︵

you've only ever heard his name maybe once or twice in one of the magazines in your mother's bar. you must've read it over and over again, having to see his name and face habitually to endure the excruciating hours of working behind the bar with your phone in a locker. you weren't particularly enthusiastic about films or Hollywood or WASP families, either. but it was better than nothing.

it started like this. you were wiping the cedarwood slab that dewed with beer, when the woman who sat across you (having drunk maybe 4 pints) reached over with her veiny, grisly hands. the acrylics tapped at your temples when she held your awkward face.

said "woman" was your aunt who just got back from monaco. and she's been urging you to work with Pierce. whoever that was.

you were well content with the life you had right now. but sometimes—often in front of your vanity— you did find yourself fantasizing about the 'big city'. you caught yourself in a cliche dream but the idea was invigorating, the mere machinations of those opportunities dangled above your eyes like meat on a stick.

"..oh, but.. i don't think it's practical, you know?" you excused as you dismissed the billowing thoughts in your head. even if you had the physical assets that aligned with the director's vision, it would still feel wrong. some people go to literal schools for this stuff, don't they?

but she remained persistent. and after a low, lighthearted sigh, she continued her persuasion. "..y/n, you're a diamond in the rough." your aunt neared you, holding your hands together in a friendly hold. "..let me make it a reality for you."

‿︵‿︵୨˚̣̣̣͙୧ -♡- ୨˚̣̣̣͙୧‿︵‿︵

so. were you a natural? hell no.

you're wearing a costume that you can't even touch without the stylists getting mad at you. you got harped on and poked at for so long you were starting to get a migraine. the studio refused to let up on you, jabbing at you passive aggressively until you curled like a millipede. honestly, you were more pissed than sad!

and leon? god, he was a total fucking hottie. and he was totally cold.

the director announced an hour break to everyone just before they'd jump straight to the next scene. you remained sat on one of the props, hands clasped on your lap, contemplating the choices you've made over for the 7th time today. you were fidgeting like you were anxious. you forgot how breaks felt. the luxury was there, five star hotels, velvet cushions and robes and office gossip and dinners with imported wine and cheese. but it felt like hell. working with leon was the only thing that made it even ten percent worth everything, but even he doesn't seem to like you. why was everyone so mean? fucking fair enough, you were beginning to hate this place so much you might ask for a cigarette yourself.

the petrichor mellowed through the film set, nibbling her skin with chill. nights in raccoon are cold, you needed to keep mind of that in case you decide to open your front door without a jacket. the alleyways were diffused by vapor lighting and LED signs. you also had another superficial thought. what do people on set usually do when they're on break?

you whip your head up, legs swinging slightly as you scanned the area. most of them are either adjusting equipment, going through script, or smoking one. you turned your head to your right without expecting much.

you saw leon leaning against the wall, next to the director, sharing smoke (you're beginning to see this is a trend) and cheap laughs. you were mildly surprised, not realizing they were both adjacent behind you, and you felt goosebumps rise when your eyes landed on leon. you quickly looked forward again. you didn't want to move away.

you missed leon's subtle smirk to himself when his gaze flicked to the crown of your hair. he took a puff of his stick, still sounding like he was talking to the man beside him. his eyes didn't leave you and the way you sat there like you were going to spend the remainder of your break spacing out.

leon's voice was nonchalant behind you. to you, it was faint chatter. "...life will chew you up and spit you back out before too long, but that's..."

...

was he talking to you?

leon wasn't too nice on you while you guys were on set, but he wasn't so directly mean either—emphasis on directly.

he's earned word of you from both your aunt and the director, obviously. he doesn't look like the type, but sometimes he has a knack for gossip. that's just how the nature of stardom works, doesn't it? name number #1 did this that tto name number #2, someone divorced someone, someone slept with someone—and the whole world goes aflame. he could care less about where you came from, why you're really here or who you were connected to. but something about you was thought-provoking. contrasting you, he worked for where he was. you just sat there looking pretty and snagged the role right away. maybe that sort of incompetency and oblivious audacity made you stand out from the rest. he found it pathetically attractive. you're an artless girl.

your head swiveled over your shoulder, looking behind and up at leon.

leon's eyes met your gaze halfway. "aww. is this your first big time acting gig, baby? no need to be nervous, it'll be alright." a tinge of mockery sweetened the husk of his voice. the director, who you now know is 'pierce', snickered at leon's subtle sarcasm.

the director tells him he's going to announce everyone to continue, since he wanted the rain to 'sex things up'. heaven's dew tapped lightly on the concrete as the director mounted his back off the vandalized walls, leaving you and leon alone in the same space. oh god.

for a minute you sat there quietly, letting the tension sink in upon the director leaving. you tentatively take another glance at leon. he wasn't looking at you anymore, and his hands were out his pockets as he swipes the little box open. soft brown tufts wisped when he shook his head to get the rain off his hair.

you got off the table. you walked to leon. you'd say your feet were moving on its own.

his head shifts to your direction. his bangs falling over his face. a gust of wind breezes by, and he smells deep, musky. like cardamom. cedarwood.

" if anyone's givin' you trouble on set..." leon looks down as he slips a cigarette in his mouth, rummaging in his pocket for his lighter. "you come to leon... 'kay?"

his hush voice was honeyed whiskey when it wooed at you, applying simple emphasis to his two-syllable name. leon, leon, how that name would sound in bed. there's a slight tease to his eyes, before diverting his attention to his cigarette, casting an orange glow in his palms when he flicks the lighter on with his thumb. his presence was prodding, inviting you with every inch of his body language. this man was blazing and you were a fucking moth.

he likes the way you're looking at him right now. your eyes are batting at every subtle sculpt of him. you can look away but he knows you're still thinking about him.

such a sweet thing, this one.

he decides to be 'friendlier', pitying the fact that you're obviously having a hard time socializing with the crew. "what's your favorite movie, doll?"

"mm.. i liked kill bill. and pulp fiction." you converse casually.

a name rolls off his tongue. "quentin tarantino." he nodded in what seemed like approval, watching a puddle.

you blink. "what?"

he glances at you and he doesn't reply, before leaving that wall all to yourself.

...

leon's tongue trickles with the taste of vouvray. you were art in the shadows, the honey lighting of the dimmed lamp doing nothing to illuminate leon's hotel room. your lips are glossed with his saliva, evidence of your breath went after he made out with you.

you're barely holding it, all while his big hands purchased at your flesh, drinking in the way you straddled his boner. the subtle friction where you were able to feel how big he really is intimidated you, blooming excited butterflies, your stomach fluttering at each soft push of your hips. you watched with your palms flat on his stomach, the soaked fabric of your panties collecting and staining all over his boxers as you stifled a needy whimper. "y'need it now, baby? oh, don't go soft on me now... i'll take care of you, just tell me."

his pretty baby, sitting on him and too shy to plead from the big shot. leon's hands languidly travel your skin, palms massaging up your sides. "...i-i wan' it.. i want you.. please.." you murmured hazily, leaning down to give him a soft kiss to compensate for the bashfulness that rode over your speech.

"is that right, sweetheart?" he bit his lip gently at the teasing sight, loving the way you sounded needier by the minute. "oh, baby, go on. it's all yours, yeah?.." he crooned, patting your thigh gently.

"easy, baby.. oh, there you go.. atta girl.." he groans prettily when he's muttering you through it, eyes delectably gazing at the way you sink on his length. it was cute to him seeing you not knowing what to do with your hands. but he watches you settle them on his built torso, and he could only look at you in adoration. god, he was so fucking thick and you were so highly strung..

leon's touch stroke at your knees. you aren't moving, and he looks almost amused seeing you try to render just how he feels inside you. "i can't.." he heard you murmur before you giggled quietly, to which made him chuckle as well. but the flustered laughter dies down. the actor groans, feeling your fluttering grip around his cock, making it his instinct to hold onto your waist.

it didn't take long before you started getting loud. your arousal lathered up and everytime you pump down a creamy squelch. "mhmmm... uhh, keep going.." leon whispers, and his eyes stared at where your bodies met. you could hear a soft whimper from him—vocally begging your sweet little self to go faster.

leon watches you trying to change the speed. poor girl, you looked like you were already starting to ragdoll. you resisted stopping, unable to with the way he'd rub into the right spots. leon took your small, depleted whine as a sign for him to initiate. he was just letting you have your fun. just until you'd get a bit frustrated. by this time he'd already lit another cigarette and the stick perches between his lips.

"..tiring, ain't it, sweetheart?" leon coos, feigning pity for you, fingers clutched at your hips like its his favorite thing to hold. he started to thrust up into your sopping little cunt, pulling a weak mewl out of you. there might be nothing he loves more than watching your supple frame as it bounces atop him.

"mmm.. aww 's okay, baby.. leon's got you.. mhm, that's right." he responds to every quaint sob you make. his stamina was stubborn as he gradually shifted his pace.

"nice and quiet, baby... don't want th't fucker 'pierce hearin' you..." leon almost feels like a sick fuck, pretty lips grinning slightly as he moans. "god, fuuuuck... mmmhh... uh- f-fuck!" leon almost whines before giving you a harsh thrust, as if he were desperately trying to make you his cocksleeve. if you were going to take it so well then you shouldn't be surprised at how he's gonna force you down, and keep you in place while he sluts you out.

you're murmuring something, and the words fall like blabber to his ears.

leon smiles endearingly, as if he isn't fucking you stupid right now. "mhhh.. wanna cum? you wanna cum?" leon asks as he tries to make sense of what you're saying.

and you gulp, gasping through your watering voice. "w-wanna cumm.. give it t'me-"

he tries not to laugh.

"c'mon, let me make you cum... i'll make it feel good.." leon murmurs before you could feel him pound into you, a whine dripping like syrup from your voice. your body barely keeps up. you feel tight and it's making leon's head tilt back a bit. "oh, there you go, sweetheart... atta girl.." he mumbles hazily as his mind starts to get messy.

"like that? uhuh? mmmh?~" leon moans back almost mockingly at each pleasured whine that spilled your voice. you're mindlessly pawing at whatever you can reach on leon, turning him on with your helplessness. "takin' me nice and well-..." he growls as he starts to piston up into your cunt brutally. you look cuter when you're stuffed with leon's thickness, when you're crying on what you begged for.

"leon, c-cumming" you lolled out in a low moan, head leaning slightly. "i'm gonna cum.."

he responds with a groan, hips rocking upward as he feels you clenching around him. "go on, baby, give it to me. 'm right here,"

he has you shuddering when you cum, the vibrating sensation jolting to your brain as it reeled in pleasure. it takes a few shallow thrusts to keep you satisfied but it's hard to tell when you're already sniffling and twitching on top of him. you wipe your face as you draw a few breaths. leon reaches to warmly take your wrist, thumb pressing onto your skin, feeling your heartbeat.

he watches you gather your bearings before generously caressing your hair once. you help yourself off leon's shaft and a heavy-sounding breathe escapes him in wonder.

leon whispers something once he leans into you and chucks his half-dead cigarette into the ashtray. "c'mere.." his one arm tucked around your back and eventually the other to your leg as he makes you lie down. he treats you with some sort of delicacy, at least until he doesn't.

leon tugs you closer with his arm hooked loosely under your knee, pulling your princess body in for a few intimate kisses to calm the both of you. he tastes mildly bitter. you hummed in his mouth when your lips lock together, eyes fluttering while you felt weak. leon starts muttering as he asks if anything hurts, if you're okay, if you're gonna stay here for the night. for a moment he doesn't say anything and he's just gazing down at you languorously while he breathes. he kisses one of your eyelids before he shifts.

maybe leon liked you better like this, on your fours, limping against the satin bedding as you cried and panted in a way that seemed like suffocation. his thick fingers tug at your hair once, your only teary view being the couch and the TV that dimly mirrored a reflection of you being held down be leon as he rammed into your dribbling hole tenderly. your legs occasionally kicking up against him, hitting him with your ankles as you found it hard to not writhe. he watches you peek over your shoulder, the expression in your eyes instigating struggle. "what?" leon tugs at your hair again, fighting the toothy smile from his face as he fucked you brainless. "didn't think i could make a whore out of you?"

leon lets go of your hair to rut into you with urgency. the bed was starting to jut out small squeaks from leon's rhythm. he leans closer, chewing on his lip as his eyes narrowed in pleasure. a soft growl emanates from behind you, skin on skin, breathing near your ear. the rough hands that were once planted near yours on the mattress start to grip your forearms like handles. he watches your back contort.

you jolt up as leon yielded you to his body, impaling you with his girth in a routinely fashion, urging you to cry louder. "oh, baby.." he whimpers lowly as he starts to feel himself lose control again.

"fuck, i can't.." you wail out, head hanging low briefly. he notices.

"ready to pass out, honey?" he pants softly.

you weakly shook your head.

"good girl." leon bit his bottom lip, whispering out a needy 'fuck' as he slammed into you while pulling you back. he felt satisfied by the way you yelped. his brows furrow, expression tainted with a lustful and crude color as he almost began to drool. brown strands started to get in the way of his vision. his breath is suddenly hitched, water lining his eyes as his voice turned up a note. he hisses, head tilting to the side. "fuck, fuck,-" his gruff words start to match with his thrusts. "take it- all-, yes, baby, that's a good- fucking- mnnnghh..."

it takes leon a while to recover, moaning lowly and riding his orgasm, watching you spasm beneath him while he spills inside you without much restraint. he tiredly fucks his load in you before he gives out and huffs a spent whine. he catches a glimpse of it. you're leaking white.

you're breathless, fatigued, sweating, and almost thoughtless as you catch some oxygen back in your lungs. you could feel yourself pulsating around his twitching shaft as waves of pleasure traveled your burning body. his arms loosen of their sensual hold before they catch you, pulling your weary form down to spoon with you momentarily. you can feel each other inhaling. exhaling.

a phone rang. it wasn't yours, you could tell by the ringtone. your eyes flit to see pierce's name on a default iphone screen. "i need a drink." leon exhales roughly, leaning over to kiss the shell of your ear before he reached for the bedside table to grab for his phone. he slipped out of the sheets with his phone on his ear.

#leon kennedy smut #leon s kennedy #leon kennedy x reader smut #this is so bad kms

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stinkysquirel · 2 years

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. * . ⋆『𝐀𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐀 𝐆𝐢𝐫𝐥』⋆. * .

۵ Tate Langon x Reader

↳ Summary : Halloween being the only day Tate can leave the house, you decide to go celebrate at a haunted house. Tate comforts you before taking you to the beach.

↳ Warnings: None , just fluffy shit

↳ Word count : 838

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"Come on, we're gonna miss it!" Tate yelled from across the room.

You were examining yourself in the mirror, fixing any stray pieces of hair. "I'm pretty sure it'll be open all night, there's no rush."

"Still! I wanna get there when all the actors aren't tired!" He whined.

You laughed at his antics and finally left your position in front of the mirror. "Alright let's go," you smiled. "Don't be crying when you get the shit scared out of you."

"I really doubt it'll be me that's crying." he teased.

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The bloody actor jumped out in front of you, taking you by surprise. Instinctively, you reached for Tate's arm, holding it close to your body and burying your face into his striped sweater. You were too startled to notice Tate's smile from above you.

The relationship between the two of you was still relatively new. It was only a week ago when you both finally told the other how you felt about each other.

Even thinking about that night made his chest get tight ; a tingle would even faintly appear in his stomach. The words you said to him replayed in his head in a loop constantly. Even when you would leave the house, he'd be anticipating your return like a puppy.

He'd never felt like this with anyone before. But he didn't want to hold back the way he felt towards you. He'd leave cute messages on your chalkboard when you would leave so you'd see them for when you came back.

"You okay y/n?" he asked, stroking your head lightly in an attempt to comfort you.

You didn't even respond but just hugged his torso, not wanting to be inside the terrifying attraction any longer.

Tate wrapped his arm around you holding you close as he began to lead you through the rest of the way. Occasionally you'd hear a loud sound that would make you jump slightly against him.

"We're almost at the end, okay? You won't have to endure this for much longer."

You nodded, removing yourself from his sweater to look up at him. He gave you a reassuring smile. He hesitated before landing a kiss on your forehead.

The rest of the house wasn't as bad as before. Tate's simple act of affection had distracted you well enough to tone out all the loud sounds and screams to make it to the end.

Still though, a weight lifted off your chest when you both reached the exit. Only then did you open your clenched eyes to look up at him once more. A light red color was dusting over his cheeks.

It was the first time he'd ever shown any kind of affection to anyone. He'd really fallen for you hard and he knew it, but still wasn't sure how to express it.

"How are you holding up?" He asked, rubbing your back.

"I'm better now, but that's thanks to you." you smiled, looking up at him with a blush on your cheeks.

He didn't know how to respond, but the way he smiled and fidgeted let you know how he felt.

⇀ ⇀ ⇀ ⇀

Halloween night was coming to an end with the both of you sitting on a towel on the beach. You watched the sun set on the crashing waves as Tate held you close with your head resting on his shoulder.

The two of you were incredibly nervous, but not uncomfortable. Butterflies fluttered intensely in your stomach as you further inhaled his scent.

All Tate could do was smile. He could feel his cheeks absolutely burning up. This was all so new for him. Just feeling the warmth of your body heat on him made him go insane.

"I'm glad we did this, I've never been so happy." you said turning towards him.

He looked straight into your eyes as he listened to you speak. His gaze was so intense that it almost made you cower under him.

"I really like you, you know, I .. value you in a way that's so foreign to me and I don't know how to explain it to you. I just want to-"

Before you could even blink his lips were placed onto yours, but only for a moment. "I'm sorry, I should've asked.." he sounded so worried that it almost made you want to laugh.

"Don't be silly Tate, I really like you too, and I would be lying if I said I haven't wondered what your lips felt like." You smirked. You honestly didn't know where the sudden confidence came from, but Tate seemed to enjoy it.

He enjoyed it so much in fact that he didn't hesitate to kiss your lips again. But this time you both actually had time to melt into each other. His hand made its way to your cheek holding it softly.

The waves continued to crash around the both of you making the whole thing feel surreal.

And suddenly Halloween became your favorite day of the year.

#tate ahs #tate langdon #american horror story #murder house #tate langdon x reader #tate langdon x you #ahs murder house #halloween #evan peters

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Incubus!! Mayoi Ayase in a Soulmate AU pt2

WARNING IF YOU GO PASS THIS LINE. IT MEAN YOUR WILLING TO READ SUCH WEIRD HC OR DARK CONTENT I HAVE IN-STORE FOR ALL PERV AND CURIOUS CATS LIKE YOU.୧( ˵ ° ~ ° ˵ )୨

TW: Borderline Yan Reader (mayoiisfinewithit) ??? I mean he is one too???Only small part of this chapter is smut, sowwy hornie folks??? Bondage play?? Drama???? Too much plot being slap???Not proofread. How do we tag ????

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Demon realm

Since mayoi have graduated from being the only ancient virgin incubus--his friends cant help but congratulate him the moment of his arrival at the shared home he have with his fellow underachievers demons... After some weeks being out doing naughty stuff with you~

"Uwaahhh~ mayo-senpai have a glowing face of those of people in love!" Aira tease the demon of lust senior of his who have a wide silly grin and bashful face as if still immersing his head on the moment he shared with you. .

"I... W-was I-... T-that t-transparent...?!" He held his warm cheeks as that wide grin never seems to live his face. His so happy! He can't contain such happiness!

"I FELT BLINDED. IS THIS WHAT AN INCUBUS LOOK LIKE WHEN FEED WELL...? THEY GLOW AND BECOME MORE BEAUTIFUL? HOW ENVIOUS!!!" aira commented as he cover his eyes from the radiation of the attractive level of mayoi seems to increase ten fold.

"Did that mean you resolved your issue with the help of soul #142269?" Hiiro ask his friend. "#142269....???" Mayoi and aira look at hiiro in confusion on who he meant by that code. Hiiro realize he use a soul code instead of a name.

"Sorry. My bad. They are called (name) (surname) now right?" He corrected his label on you. "That's good that mayoi-senpai issues have been fix. It's time for me to help (name) with their issue too as thanks for helping you." He laugh as his happy that his dear friend have finally been feed well.

"W-whats the issue with with (n-name)...?" The moment the incubus hear such statement from his leader who is a soul reaper.

He wonder if you have unsolved issue that he doesn't know about! But he clearly know what gone to you life in all your lives! He even know the simple problem like you hate and dislike!

Ah. I'm a failure. It seems that I don't know everything on my (name) life.... ' he cried at his own misconduct and incompetent of being your guardian (stalker) demon.

"Oh. It's not that bad of issue like you have, senpai!" Hiiro tried to reassure his friend who he think is worried for you since you two are now a bit of acquaintance since you two did went to do the deed until the fourth base.

"I just have to find certain person for them!" He says as mayoi felt more dejected that he realize your looking for someone, who he doesn't even know about!

"They called the person they are looking for as their very important person." He added causing more painful arrows to be shoot to a certain incubus heart.

"M-mayo-senpai are you o-ok..!?" Aira notice the incubus losing radiant from earlier as hiiro continue to explained as he take out a soul reaper list of souls name. Not noticing the change of mood of the incubby.

"You see I'm always been the one who take their souls and guide them to their next reincarnation! They don't ask for more time as they always been hurry to be reborn after the fourth life. " He look at the list of names, looking for something through the list but failed to do so again in the nth time.

"Base on the happiness level of their years being alive in each life. Their happiness only on its prime on younger years till the age before they hit their adulthood... The rest is just simple living in the edge of breaking point and depression... " He felt bad for his human soul friend who have to endure such repeated cycle.

"Big brother said, depression can be a cause of early death to human. Physical death could be forgotten through reincarnation but emotional pain can cause a seed of madness to root to someone souls... Through dispute all those. The most purest soul I seen to reincarnated over and over again is (name) soul. How amazing is that... Maybe cause their guardian angel is someone unique... " He smiled widely as he share his finding as his finally does soul reaper like job after long study being one. "Eh ... What's wrong mayoi-senpai?" He look at the incubby who's crying in the floor and aira comforting him.

"HIIRO YOU DUMN ASS. HOW COULD YOU NOT TELL, MAYO-SENPAI PROBABLY BECOME EMOTIONAL CAUSE OF THIS?" aira wanna ring his leader neck for being dense and non using common sense again.

"Why through? (Name) is fine through those time. They still smile when they great me each time I guide them. They even smile when they said they say such threatening word toward that person they are looking for. I never seen someone that pure soul yet have that twisted plans toward such specific person." He laugh as he try to lighten the mode.

"What. W-What's the p-Plan? W-who-- is this person anyway.... IdontknowifsomeonelikemehavetherighttoknowBUT...." Mayoi finally find his voice again after feeling more guilty than he should be.

"Eh. Why are you so interested in the topic, mayoi-senpai?" Hiiro is curious why his senior is so engrossed in the topic, as far he knows he shouldn't be that worried about you.

"Hiiro just spill the tea already!!" Aira who's also curious about the whole ordeal wanted to make the soul reaper to continue.

"...ah." hiiro look around for something and look apologetic to aira. " Sorry I don't know where the tea you want me to spill." He stretch his head as he smile sheepishly.

"Let go of me mayo-senpai. I wanna hit this dumb airhead." Aira is quickly stopped by mayoi as become annoyed hiiro being an airhead in the wrong time.

"A-aira-san. P-Please. C-calm down...." -mayoi. His worried that aira is the one who would get hurt instead if he try to punch someone like hiiro who's hard as a brick.

"... Is it a classified information, hiiro-kun?" Tatsumi who's watching in the sideline turn to ask hiiro instead, as he notice the soul reaper seems too reluctant to continue more of the topic.

"Ah... I don't think so?" Hiiro try to think of it's classified category or not. "then can you please continue then?" Tatsumi smile as mayoi and aira look at him with eyes sparkle because his a life saver to people suffering the cliff hanger.

"Ahaha... Ok. Since you all curious lil devils." Hiiro happily do what was ask. "(name) is looking for their 'soul mate'...?" He finally says that cause a certain incubus to look at him in shock. He felt his heart just skip a beat.

Fufu. So there was no third person he doesn't know about. Mayoi can't help but sigh in relief as he fear almost suffocate him at the thought your looking for someone else.

"Oooh, so (name) important person is their soul mate? How lovely!" Aira can't help but commented how romantic it is.

"But don't you say, they have 'twisted plans' for their soul mate?" Tatsumi wonder why is that the case. Aira pause as he remembers now what hiiro said earlier and once again realize his left in a hanging.

"TELL ME MORE!!" He beg.

"On it! Ahaha." Hiiro give a thumbs up as he continue. " The help I'm going assist them is find their soul mate and hit them with this fragment real hard till they get concussion. And then tie them up to be send to (name)." He was grinning cause such plan is such a devious and he can't help but devil approve it.

"...won't that be against some rules?" Aira who can't help but amaze at the help hiiro would go for you.

"Did they request that?" Mayoi who have very concerning grin and love sick gaze ask as his mind went and imagine being mailed to you.

"Crap! Open the windows!! The incubus is letting out lewd hormones!!" Aira who is notice the noticable pink drug gas that the incubus friend of their is letting out is quick to cover his nose and went to step away, waaayyyy away from from the incubus and the other two follow along.

"Oh Devil! I-im s-so S-sorry!!" Mayoi who realize what he unconsciously did cried out an apology as hiiro who is less effected by the scent open the windows and let the scent be blown outside with the help of a fan.

after a while the room finally free from the scent, he curiously look at the black cats who suddenly enter their mating season because of the lust demon drugged hormones scent.

"Oh the cats outside are mating! Won't that mean there will be cute kitten in few months or weeks?" He gleefully commented as aira dragged him out from watching a live cat porn and close the window much to dismay of hiiro who's interested how cat mating goes. Not because he was hornie. His just genuinely curious how it goes.

"S-sorry..." The incubby apologize the nth time as Tatsumi serve him some tea to calm him down.

"It's ok!" Hiiro don't think there something wrong as mayoi is an Incubus to begin with. Such mistakes would been understandable. Through he never know his that strong of an incubby to create such strong drug that almost bother someone who's supposed to be immune in such sexual pleasure needs.

"Ah. Btw it's not (name) request. They said they'll take action on their own. They don't want to bother me but just let me decided how I'll give their soul mate their last memories after death in each life time-- fragments. This very pretty rocks over here." He then show them a jar of sparkling fragments. "They do hinted how they want to throw it to their soul mate head to the point of amnesia or concussion maybe they get forgetful to forget of trying to run away from them." His quite excited to throw rocks on someone. He never know what's the effect of being hit by one. So he is willing to do so once he find the so called soul mate.

"...." -mayoi. Who is the soul mate you been looking for. (The target)

"Woaw (name) seems such a devious but I can see their point they are coming from!" -aira.

"Yup~ I don't understand how human emotions work but guessing the endless cycle being 'rejected' in each lifetime by the same 'bastard' of a 'soul mate' they gotten enough and want to take matter in their own hand. Like that one time they said if their 6th lifetime. They will chain and put a collar on them--" hiiro then continue to say the things you said before.

Each time mayoi listen solemnly taking note each of it for later purpose ~ He already felt excited at the thought of those punishment!'

"Uwah... Mayo-senpai why are you getting turn on by such sadistic punishment..." Aira already back away in the far corner the moment mayoi start to let out hormones again. "Your an M?' he added.

"Ah... I c-can't help it... " Mayoi cover his face that have a wide grin and his sure his eyes being love sick again.

"Agh.... *Hic... SORRY!!" He cried when his senses return to normal when tatsumi start spraying him 'anti-hornie' spray ( one drop of holy water in a spray: a way to keep your Hornie lust demon friend in bay. 100% SAFE!)

"...mayoi are back to your senses yet?". Tatsumi look at his friend worriedly at he put away his spray.

"y-yes." Mayoi weep his tears away as others fix the mess he made again.

"Ah. Mayoi-senpai. Do you 'like' (name)?" Hiiro somehow manage to find connection to his senior action. He did notice how very curious demon he is when the topic of you is being tackle. Remembering some pass event like mayoi being down and mourning each time you passes away till your reborn again.

Each time mayoi would be gone for a while, everyone thought his doing an incubby job but his always come back sometimes when he forget to turn back to his original self, as an innocent looking young human child holding story books.

With a happy grin like he get feed but in reality he did not do a lust demon job but playing with you.

Hiiro did once conclude that he could be the so called soul mate but do even demons have one? As far he knows the only cause he heard someone that isn't human having one is being his parent and airas parent. Yet that's already a rare case.

The fact his an Incubus also don't help. Lust demon usually only feed on Lust not Love. If they were to be soul mate with someone it's one hell of a problematic thing because they will go crazy.

Mayoi don't go crazy yet. Only you did but Only in a sense.

"...*hic... a-actually..." Mayoi realize his now the one who gotten the spotlight and need to confess his own side to tell to the curious lil devils friends of his.

"Imthesoulmate...pleasehitmeimprepairedtosuffer--" he confess as he ready himself to be hit by Hiiro.

"..." The three become silent before Aira start to clap his hands in glee. "Oh how lovely! An incubus with soul mate!" being a happy fruit of a two rare soul mate of non human pair aira is so open in such revolution.

"Oh. Congrats senpai!" Hiiro who find his voice smiled happily congratulating his friend.

"... Incubus and human pair... Ah. " Tatsumi wonder who's your guardian angel who let such odd choice. Knowing that human soul mate have been approved by both fate, angel and that person above.... That being said he who once a guardian angel also was force to do such event.

"How beautiful fates work. Congrats on having a soul mate, mayoi-san." The fallen guardian angel finally join his friends on the happy party.

"T-thank you..." Being surrounded by friend who happy for you in a demon realm is such a happy chances. His glad he have friends like his unit.

"W-wait-- hiiro STOP YOULL KILL MAYO-SENPAI IF YOU THROW THOSE!" aira notice hiiro happily opening the jar of fragments and was about to throw a curve ball directed to the incubus as promise.

"Eh. But mayoi-senpai is fine with it!" With eyes sparkling like little innocent child who don't know if he did throw one of those to someone with his very off the chart straight they going to meet their creator.

"It's ok aira! Someone irresponsible like the insignificant me is fine with it!" The very insane Masochist incubus who find such punishment you indirectly hinted is so hot. " I-- I have a rope too! Tie me up and m-mail me to (name) afterwards!" Taking out a red rope he have for incubus stuff but never use able to use but seeing this is a chance to use it in such amazing case.

The lovesick grin and eyes of the incubus seems like a lost case beyond help.

"OH GREAT DEVIL, YOU BOTH ARE DEVIOUSLY INSANE. TATSU-SENPAI HELP!!!" aira cried as his thorn of wanting to spray some anti hornie spray to the incubus and stopping the very excited hiiro who wanna commit crime in board daylight.

"Ahaha... How lovely day it is..." Tatsumi can't help but chuckle at how lovely the whole place is but seeing the pleading look of the young demon, he did offer some help to console and stop hiiro from doing such act and just let him give mayoi the fragments without going physical.

Mayoi held the jar carefully and left his friends before he could be another season of being out of self control again.

In his secret room, he held the fragments that let him hear your last words before youll be reborn in your lives.

[ Does this thing really work? If so... I wanna ask if there's something wrong with me for you to run away from the moment of meeting... If so I'll try to change it in this new life! ]

[ .... I guess I did something wrong again. ]

...

[ ... Your not human? If that the case it's fine with me. Just don't disappear each time when I reach that certain age and just be with me...]

...

[ Clearly your doing this on purpose. Bloody hell. when I get to remember your annoying routine before the said age. I WILL MAKES SURE YOU SURE THAT YOUR NOT ESCAPING AGAIN ]

...

[ Ah. A person who went too a lot of cycle of rebirth just to make sure a stupid demon soul mate would appear again to only leave afterwards. This is getting tiring... I hope that soul reaper crack your head open to get some senses in that silly head of yours to see I'm fine even if your a demon! ]

[ .... Ya one selfish devil. Not only ya'r like ya some spineless slug for runnin a'way from me but never let me find love that isn't ya.. ya are lucky I will not throw ya off the ship, ya bloody chowder head]

...

[ Mk. I have enough of you lil antics. If you appear and leave again. Fine, be my guest. Just remember if you appear again in different occasions I'll make sure you'll know a human being is a worse demon than real demons are. :) ]

The incubus felt tears falling in his eyes when he realize his actions out of fear and cowardness to face you because his not a human like you when your will verse of how bad creature, a demon like him for a soul mate is horrible choice of fate ( even through his so happy having you as a soul mate )-- cause you great suffering.

"...*hic.." holding the precious fragments he walk to the black mirror walk through it, soon he disappear from demon world to the human world.

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Human world.

Your in your work place, listening to an amazing ASMR while working for the society. "Hm.. hm... " Humming a tone with a smile that leads all your coworker who's use to your neutral or gloomy atmosphere to be leave in daze.

Coworker#1:"uwah.... (Surname) sure is unusual happy today ... They look kinda attractive when happy... (◕ᴗ◕✿)"

Coworker#2:"they are probably listening to a porn again." (◔‿◔)

Coworker#1 wack the head of the disgusting word of her fellow colleagues. "Don't slander (surname), they aren't disgusting like the likes of you." She nags the man.

Coworker#2: "what the hell?! (Surname) always read porn when it's lunch break! They read it with a straight face too!" He always seen you read it and not even bothering by the content like it's some Shakespeare novel instead of porn.

You look up from your work as you realize your name is being called and chatted many times by gossiping colleagues.

"im reading those books for reference." You corrected the assuming thoughts of your coworker who thought that you have bad addiction to reading unappreciated things out in public.

"... " The two colleagues of yours eyes widen in fear when they realize they were heard. "S-SORRY!!" they both apologize in unison. You lower the volume of your ASMR and look at your coworker.

"It's fine. Gossip is normal thing in work place." You really don't care what they do or gossip since it's their own free will.

As far you remember you live your life researching about incubus and succubus --because your so called imaginary friend is one-- using an open source which is porn or hentai.

Since you don't know where to find a proper book for those kind of subject. Through you still did what normal human in a society does. Go to school, go to work and be plastic to people around you and research more about lust demon in the sideline.

"man... if your hobby is reading such lewd books what would you do if your soul mate dislike such concerning addiction you have?" Your male coworker thought that since your fine with gossip, he thought it be fine to finally be open with his concern about such hobby of yours.

"...." You look at your coworker dead in the eye at the mention of the word 'soulmate'. He seems to notice that it's a bad topic and was about to apologize when you give them a close eyes smile that almost blinded them.

"that won't be a problem. Worse could happened is me locking them up in my basement and making sure they won't run away again even if I mean I have to cut of his wings :)" you says like it's not a concerning words of deranged person.

"Ahaha. You two should really go back to work of yours. Boss is giving us warning look." Your quick to change the topic before they could comment what's wrong with your mind.

"Oh shit! Let's go!!" They both forget the words you spoke our of surprise of the boss yelling at them again and run off back to their own space.

You went to your space again and turn up the volume of what you been listening on all those time.

[

" ahmm ha..."

"..."

"ah... T-touching the root of my w-wings... Ahh...haa...*hic (Name)~"

*giggle.

"n-noo.... Ah... Y-yes.... I-im just sensitive in that part.... "

"m-my h-horns...? Ah... I g-guess I have too many erogenous zone.... Fufu.."

"... Yes my wings do work and aren't for display... "Hic. Do they seems like they were for show? Isweariwasnotprepairedtoflywhenilandedontopofyoudontturnmywingstofriedwings....!!"

...

]

While listening to the ASMR that is recorded by you. to record the incubus of yours words and voice when the two of you are apartment at your day offs you use in one go after piling it up for long time. Just so you could spend more time with Mayoi without interruption.

You made sure not to speak loud enough to be recorded since you would rather listen to his voice telling you about himself.

You close your eyes and yawn. Looking at the clock at the wall. You went back to focus on your work.

Time goes by in a flash and the moment you arrive at your apartment your barely awake.

"!!!" Your eyes widen when someone envelope you with a warm hug the moment you close the door behind you.

"*Hic..m sorry. I'm sorry..." You heard the person holding you so dearly cry. Hearing the familiar voice of the incubus you let your guard down and hug him back with a smile. Your tiredness seems to disappear at your soul mate presence.

"sorry for what?" You wonder why his crying again and pat his back as the two of you slowly seat in the floor as gravity seems to pull you down but you have no problem at it as you rub his back to calm him down.

"s-sorry for being s-stupid... *sob...t-thinking you could live without a ...*hic l-lustful d-demon like me... in your l-life because... someone like me is fated to be your e-eternal pair... Someone that is not like of your kind... You could gotten someone normal ... A human like you... Instead of me..." He says as his hold on you tighten. Even so he said you could be more fortunate if you have a human soul mate and not a lust demon.

He dislike it, he loath the very idea of someone holding you that isn't him. To do those fun time together with someone else instead of him, makes him want to drag you to the demon realm with him instead.

Yet he can't be that selfish. What if you dislike him for being selfish? His long gone deep in the whole of adjusting his own moral just for you~ he don't even know if he should behave like a demon or a human.

"What if you get judge by your fellow humans and get burned alive? What if you don't accept me cause your religious in one lifetime... ?What if I'm too problematic with my needs...? Many what if stop me from trying to approach you ..." He let out his deep secret and you hear him out with open mind at his point of view.

"Sorry I only stayed by your side till your in your teen... My lustful nature would want me to jump on you and ruined you each time I start to sense hormones from you... " He don't want to leave you when his always been by your side each time you the you open your eyes to your new life... to play and spend time with you to be your very precious friend. That he would happily teach and guide about basic things you need in human society in each era your born into.

".. what if? What if it's all fine? Won't that mean we been long together?" You mumble. Through you chuckle how such events of endless circle of him disliking his own nature.

"Those are what if. It's fine now since your here with me~" you hummed as you lean your head against him. Enjoying the warmth and close contact.

"I ... " He wanted to say something but he wonder again if someone like his kind can even say such words with full honesty. You lean away to look at his bashful face that have tears running down from his beautiful teary eyes. You reach out to weep his tears away and kiss his forehead.

"I wonder if it's because we're soulmates... But even if your so stupid ln those lifetime. You still there beside me even it's a short while in each lives... I love each moment... I love you..." You will never continue the endless charades of searching and being reborn again just to make him appear again by your side.

His a selfish demon who shower you with affection that demons won't do as it's a sign of weakness. Yet in your memories, his pretending to be a human while teaching you things school or your guardian won't teach you since they are all busy being a slave to society and currency.

Teach you and tells you stories about long ago. A friend who would weep your tears away or play with you when others think your weird.

His eyes widen at your honest confession. He can feel your love and honesty and it's drowning him with love he felt drunk.

"I... l-love you too.." finally able to find his own courage to say his own reply. Even how odd it's for incubus to desire and to love someone. His already an outcast from his own kind, being honest now doesn't change his status either.

Laying his forehead against you and looking at each other eyes. Enjoying such moment of peace.

"... So mayoi gotten my last words fragments?" You break the silent as you realize why he suddenly went up apologizing to you like crazy. It's a guess but seeing him shaken up and blushing as if he remembers something that cause him to felt hornie again.

"... I don't remember saying anything lewd???" You wonder what's up with this incubus who start to fidget and whine while holding you close.

"Agh... (N-name)..." He whimper as he control his lewd self but he felt so warm and running with lust in mind again! You being close making his self control disperse.

"C-can w-we...." He flatter his eyes are you.

"smh, I have work tomorrow." You apologize as you realize that you can't get late or be absent for tomorrow since there's a monthly report.

"i-is that so..." He suddenly become a sulking puppy when he realize you won't and can't spend time with him!

"... Ah. I can help you but I won't engage to much because I need to wake up early or else I'll get fired." Seeing his pitiful face. You give up on your pass. His eyes sparkle as he heard it before he stood up with you in his arms And run to your bed room with happy smile.

Oh shit. I been had.' you thought as you fallen in his trap. 'its fine. It's fine... I just have to let him have some fun without being engaged in it!' is your thoughts before you were thrown in the bed and kiss by the impatient needy incubus, tasting sweet honey that seems to drown you with lust instead of keeping a firm mind, you two did not go out of the bed till early in the morning.

...

( ring )

"ah.. ha... P-please.... " The mess of an incubus under you is already in a begging mess will being tied in a red bondage he brought with him. His limbs tied together as his on his knee with his back on you. a bit of move would cause friction of the tight rope moving around his sensitive nipples, crotch and his semi tied wings. His in edge each second and his loving it!

"Hmm???" You were playfully trace his collar bone down to the root of his wings, he squirm and start to wine when you stop touching his erogenous zone in his wings to look around at the source of the ring.

"(Name)...?" He calls you as he look over his shoulder, at you who's attention is else where. He cant help but pout when your not giving him attention.

"Did you hear something?" You ask since your pretty sure that ring sound so dreadfully familiar.

"No." He denied before he use some dirty trick to remove your attention to whatever that is distracting your attention from him-- by increasing the effect of his mark on you.

"... You." You quickly notice such move and narrowed your eyes at mayoi who seems like a irresistible drug.

"S-sorry I accidentally d-did that... Sorry, am I p-pushing my l-limit?" he give you a look that was thought to all sex demon to use when their prey is trying to escape-- using beauty trap.

1. Release full charm point

2. Try to act pitiful.

"Ah..." He whined as he try to get off without your help. But his still tied up with a rope leaving it a hopeless case, causing him to shed crocodile tears. "*Hic... Ah.." he bite his lower lips at his tragic situation.

3. Look seductive while doing so.

"(n-name).... " He whimper looking at you with hopelessness but dejected when he realize your occupied to help him."n-nevermind..." He look down sulking. His wings lay flat with him.

"... Bruh.." You who get a gasp on whats his trying to do since you seen such case in many books.

You watch him give you a side look before looking away whimpering like a pitiful man, thinking you Wont get fooled again.

"it's ok, you can leave-- ahh...." He thought he failed on his move until you flip him over to seat on top of his trobbing boner that is leaking precum.

"Hmmn~" you hummed as you held his neglected dick to position it at your ready entrance, teasingly. Upon contact he squirm and trying to move his hips but it only cause him to moan cause he created friction again.

"Agh... *Hic .." he cried because your playing with him again.

"(name.... Haahmm...!!" He don't even have to plead you before you seat and pushing him deep inside in one trust.

"Ah~ so w-warm...!!" He moaned as he felt his head just went to cloud nine.

"Ha.... Ah..." You cover your lips as your too embarrassed to openly moan like this hornie bitch under you is doing. Your sure his wailing could be heard across the thick walls of your room.

"S-so noisy.... Ah..." You start to move as you finally adjusted with his bulging size deep in you. You could felt your soul ascending each moment you try to move but your body unconsciously clenching your walls on the him, making your legs weak and trusting back at his base.

Causing both of you two moan each time, you already fallen at his trap and ignored the five following ring.

...

"you hornie bitch is going to get me fired." You groan as you rush to get your morning routine done just after you heard your alarm rang loudly for the last time while still on top of him, moaning. "

S-sorry...! " he apologize. As he serve you some cooked breakfast. He thought that's at least he can do to help you.

"your apology won't get me out of my current dilemma if I were to lost my job. I still need to feed myself ok?" You rolled your eyes as he try to look pitiful in front of you again. You seat in front of him to eat breakfast And internally thought how good of a cook he is.

"I... I can take you to your work faster." He felt even more guilty, so he offer to take you to your place without going through public service.

He look at you who's about to leave the house in hurry.

"..." You look at him doubtfully before you take your chances. He held your hand and went to one of your wall mirrors and walk through it.

Eyes widen you follow along and soon you find yourself at the break room.

"Wow... That's fast. I'm even five minutes early!" You smile and sigh in relief.

"I..I'm glad I can help then... " He felt happy your not longer mad.

"I'll be going then --" he was about to leave when you held his hand.

"Can you change your outfit to something casual? Human casual ok?" You look at him and thought it's a good time introduce him to your coworker and work place. Not because their approval matter. It's a normal tradition in your work place anyway.

You also just want to do those stuff you read, Introducing their precious person to anyone they know so theyll know your taken and found your soul mate. Your proud and boosting that soul mate is not someone to hide and keep hidden like some other people.

"e-eh... O-ok..." He saw the happy smile in your face as you wait for him to change cloths with the help of magic before you drag him to your work area. With happy grin like an innocent child introducing their new friend to their parents.

He usually don't want to interact with bunch of people because being a incubus made him very sensitive to all emotions of people around him, cause him problem if they all in one place. But he is willing to do so if your happy.

Your coworker look at mayoi who they never seen before but the fact his incubus beauty would let anyone in any gender fall into lust.

"who's that looker with you?" One of your coworker look at mayoi with flattering gaze of flirting. Mayoi fidget as he felt the emotion of lust coming from the your coworker and hide behind you.

As an incubby it would be a praise if someone think of him as attractive to lust for but his not your normal incubus. He dislike it.

"if you flatter your eyes at him again. I will make sure you'll be blind the next moment." You giggle as you glance at your coworker.

"(N-name)...!" Mayoi can't help but blush at your Possessiveness over him. His heart flatter at your fear of losing him.

Ah, He wanna kiss you so bad right now~

"t-that... Why did you even bring someone that is not an employee with you?" The person who wanted to flirt with Mayoi can't even resort back as she felt like the threat is not a joke.

"oh. I wanna introduce my soul mate, of course. Isn't that a tradition in this office? " You act dumb before you hug mayoi with a child like smile. "This is mayoi Ayase." You Introduce him to all. "his my most important person~ " shamelessly kiss his cheeks causing him to look at you in surprised at your pda. His look is the same shock your coworker is giving you. Because they all thought your that robotic person who won't show much emotion much less do PDA. Yet seeing that side of you that let them realize your still human who would be open to your soul mate. They all congratulate you even through some envy how lucky you are for you good looking soul mate and jokingly say they might seduce him one day.

"oh? You wanna seduce him? Do you know it's not a crime to take precautions against thief... Nor society of ours question if we our possessive on what's ours even if we eradicate the threat before it become a problem~" you giggle as you clap your hands together that is still linked with mayoi. You felt him shudder in delight at your possessiveness.

"Not that I blame you~ mayoi is sinful beauty ~" your quick to change your mood as you slap the back of the coworker who jested just now.

"Awm.." the poor coworker groan at your harmless slap on his back. "Sorry I was just kidding!" He added quick. He is bloody sure you are one of those psycho people who's possessive beyond normal on their soul mate and your soul mate seems fine and more happy that you are. His worried for him because you seems problematic for human standard for a mate.

He don't realize mayoi is not human. And having a soul mate for a demon like him that is also possessive over him is a blessing and wonderful thing for a demon~

"you better be." You says before mayoi have to leave since it's already too early in the morning for him and he need to go back to demon realm again.

#ensemble stars #ensemble stars x reader #ensemble stars smut #enstars smut #mayoi ayase #mayoi ayase x reader #mayoi ayase smut #mayoi ayase x reader smut #incubus Mayoi Ayase #yandere reader

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oh my gosh artttt! hahaahah in the little corner of my mind I would like to imagine that our beloved oc is the one who introduced bea to kookie hahahaahahaha

also the drabble is so endearing and heartbreaking at the same time but you know, the pain is such an on brand type of pain from in which couple and it's also that kind that I would gladly endure and experience so that I could witness more of their love as well. art, you are so good at this, I hope the universe would give so much love and would take care of you so that you could do more of the things that you love just like this - writing and we have the priviledge to ever witness it. you and oc are the kind of people that makes me think that life is worth it afterall. I know that I would meet more of you guys in the future. It is so cool to think that I am lucky enough to still be here and have this kind of peculiar yet genuine experience as a human being. (also it's so cute that we get to know more and more of oc through their wardrobe picks and their cute little accesories - kookie was right, the bows are such an oc thing! I would love to be their friend if they are real *I am saying this bc I have no friends to enjoy stuffs that I like which also happens that oc enjoys too, they're my dream friend and I would invite them to a museum sometimes and we'll dress up and exchange books and we'll both talk about it next time we meet hahaahh*)

i love you, art and the things that you make. i hope life gives you so much love because you deserved it.

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honestly, when something good happens in my life and the universe align the stars for me on rare occasions, you guys also cross my mind as people to thank because you make so many kind and beautiful wishes for me and i feel like they’re coming true 🥺 they’re always so heartwarming to receive, read, and remember. i love you, i love you, i love you. thank you so much. 🤍

art, you are so good at this. heh even these words alone are making me tear up 🥲

the pain is such an on brand type of pain from in which couple and it's also that kind that I would gladly endure and experience so that I could witness more of their love as well.

omg this was so beautifully said 🥺 after all, the pain that oc felt could only exist because they have so much love for jungkook. i’m glad to be here witnessing that along with you <3

hehe it’s just so much fun including details like that and it helps make my imagination more vivid. i feel like i’m also playing dress up ^_^ and oc’s style is also one of the things jk is most attracted to so !! 🥰 aaaaa and you know what !! oc would definitely love to be your friend and do all those things with you too because you seem like the loveliest human ever :")

#🦢 anon #feedback: in which <3

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Hey! Not sure if you participate in Worldbuilding Wednesday - if not, feel free to ignore this. BUT IF SO.

I'm fairly new to your work - BUT - is there anything about your WIPs you've been working on lately? Anything you want to share? Perhaps a little detail about a character you figured out recently? Or even a little worldbuilding detail you were thinking about and developing recently? Perhaps even a little bit of inspiration you got from reading or art lately?

Wombo serving your needs well? ୧(＾〰＾)୨

If not, I'd just like to nudge you and say hi :D If so, I look forward to your rambles 🙈✨❤️

@bloodlessheirbyjacques (:

hello !! i love writeblr themed days and thank you DEARLY for the questions, but i tend to participate in a liminal time space where wednesday could also mean friday <3

SO. Despite my best efforts to focus on my primary projects, this little story has swarmed all the useful parts of my brain. It developed out of a very strange dream and a trope I've always loved: monster x monster hunter. Plenty of the world-building and the exact sequence of events is still an exciting fog, but I've mostly riddled out the plot and character arcs. Artwork and information below, and here's a little summary from my WIPs page...

THE HUNGER ROT // dark fantasy, immortal warriors, magic harvested from blood. After several hundred years of fighting together, the death of her sister leaves Peony hollow. Hollow enough to help a vampyric sorceress pursue revenge against her maker.

A lot of my projects have a strong theme of healing and self-discovery, and The Hunger Rot is about the crush of immortality - the regrets that never fade, the loss that never gets easier, and loneliness as the price for power. I'm still tinkering with the world, but the story has a gritty medieval feel where magic is relatively common and effectually versatile - but all magic requires the sacrifice of life. Ripping up some flowers may heal the bruises on your knuckles, and burning a century-old tree could cure plague from an entire village. Aggressive and powerful magic comes from blood - slitting the palm may summon a swirl of fire, and slitting a throat could burn a forest.

As you might expect, this produces some not-so-friendly sorcerers who prefer that others pay the price for their power. But the truly prolific mages are those that make the ultimate sacrifice - their own life. They become vampyr - unaging mages who don't have to burn flowers or slit palms to use magic. They trade that inconvenience for drinking blood. This practice is incredibly controversial; some countries have it outlawed under execution while others encourage their warriors into it. But not everyone can endure the process - some are too weak for the sacrifice and die instead, some are consumed by the ensuing bloodlust and wither into mindless ghouls.

Fugitive sorcerers and bloodthirsty ghouls (and all the other sharp-toothed hungry creatures lurking about the forests) are challenging threats, and most people (even mages) do not survive the experience. So if you have a nasty ghoul problem, you enlist a handy-dandy Marrow! (also called Sourbloods, Red Warriors, pest control, hunters...) Marrows are mercenaries - they can't perform any magic, but they are immortal through the process of drinking vampyr blood. This stalls their aging, heals minor wounds, and grants them relative protection from anything thirsty for blood (no creature wants to drink vampyr blood - it's already been corrupted through the act of sacrifice). But drinking vampyr blood is also a death sentence for most people - Marrows go through years of grueling training and several sacrificial trials before making the final step.

and now the two main characters!! here are some random sketches i mashed together and colored real quick :v

SASHKA is a very old vampyr, at least several centuries, and time has empowered her, numbed her, and rotted her sense of purpose. When Peony first meets her (a hundred years or so before the story begins), Sashka is obsessed with the thrill of power and the independence it allows. She's charming, cunning, and everything she says or does furthers her own ambitions. Peony would trust the manners of a ghoul before closing her eyes in Sashka's presence. But when years pass and Sashka seeks out help for a desperate quest, it becomes clear that the price for true independence is more than the soul can afford.

PEONY isn't quite so old as Sashka, but the years have battered her worse. After losing their father and triplet to ghouls, Peony and her (now twin) sister Rose endure the trials of the Marrow. Peony has always been stern and sullen, her sister an extroverted opposite, their dynamic a perfect balance as they travel and fight across the lands for many centuries - so when Rose dies rather abruptly, Peony is left a ghost of herself. Continuing on feels meaningless after so many lifetimes, but when her old enemy Sashka approaches with a stupidly perilous plan of revenge, Peony agrees to one last adventure. But sometimes deciding to die reveals all our reasons for living.

ok that's all for now :v thanks for reading <3

#thank you for the ask <3 sorry i get to them late #i work late nights so by the time i get home i'm like konking out on the couch and catching up on all the tumblr stuff i missed #i just realized i forgot to color sashka's shoe. rip #also peony's scars oh geez i am a mess #also really need a new name for Hunters. any suggestions? something not so bland but also not too eccentric lol #but anyway thanks to anyone who reads <3 talking about stories helps me sort them out in my head #muddshadow #oc. peony #oc. sashka #wip. the hunger rot #mud draws #mud asks

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jigawattsims · 11 hours

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hey everyone! so excited to kick off my simblr journey by introducing you to my current legacy family!

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Madeline, the second youngest among seven siblings, was raised in the warm embrace of her four older sisters. This was a household filled with laughter, creativity, and an unbreakable bond forged through shared experiences and familial love. Despite the absence of her brother, who remained a mystery, Madeline found solace and companionship in the company of her sisters, each one contributing to the vibrant tapestry of their upbringing.

With an innate sense of individuality and a penchant for artistic expression, Madeline's unique style and passion for painting set her apart from her peers. High school, however, proved to be a tumultuous period marked by heartache and betrayal when her high school sweetheart cheated on her with her sworn enemy. The wounds of betrayal ran deep, casting a shadow over Madeline's youthful optimism and leaving her grappling with feelings of anger and sadness for years to come.

Enter Salvatore, a rugged yet charming figure whose life stood in stark contrast to Madeline's. Raised in the tranquility of the countryside, Salvatore shouldered the weight of responsibility from a young age, caring for his younger brother amidst the challenges posed by an alcoholic father. Despite the hardships he faced, Salvatore's encounter with Madeline at a farmer's market proved to be a turning point, infusing his world with color and hope as their love blossomed against the odds.

Their wedding in the picturesque setting of Sulani was a celebration of love and unity, with Madeline's mother playing a poignant role in the ceremony. Yet, tragedy struck with devastating force when Madeline's mother passed away unexpectedly during childbirth, unraveling long-held family secrets that sent shockwaves through their lives. The revelation that Salvatore's father was the father of the newborn baby, Estelle, shattered their sense of stability and left them grappling with a whirlwind of emotions.

Amidst the turmoil, Salvatore's brother emerged as a beacon of support, offering a home and a name to Estelle, the innocent child caught in the crossfire of scandal. As they navigated the complexities of parenthood, Madeline and Salvatore welcomed Javier, and then two years later Emilio into their family, finding solace in the rhythm of everyday life and the bonds of love that held them together.

But fate had one more surprise in store for them, as Madeline discovered she was pregnant once again, this time with triplets. The arrival of Astrid, Florence, and Gabriel brought both joy and chaos into their lives, each child adding their own unique personality to the family dynamic. From Astrid's infectious laughter to Florence's regal demeanor and Gabriel's timid nature, the triplets added an extra dimension to the already bustling household, creating a symphony of chaos and love that reverberated through the walls of their home.

As they journeyed through the highs and lows of parenthood, Madeline and Salvatore remained steadfast in their love and commitment to each other, drawing strength from the bonds of family that held them together. Theirs is a story of resilience, perseverance, and the enduring power of love to overcome even the greatest of obstacles.

But the life of the Mendoza's is only starting!

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#ts4 legacy #ts4 family #simblr #sims 4 cc #maxis match #ts4 edits #ts4 gameplay #meet the family sims4 #mendoza family #jigawattsims legacy #ts4 storyline #ts4 story

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amessageonthewind · 3 months

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Chapters: 24/? Fandom: Pocket Monsters | Pokemon (Main Video Game Series), Pocket Monsters: Omega Ruby & Alpha Sapphire | Pokemon Omega Ruby & Alpha Sapphire Versions, Pocket Monsters: Ruby & Sapphire & Emerald | Pokemon Ruby Sapphire Emerald Versions Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Cynthia (Pokemon) & Original Female Character, Higana | Zinnia/Original Female Character(s), Mikuri | Wallace/Tsuwabuki Daigo | Steven Stone, Tsuwabuki Daigo | Steven Stone & Original Female Character(s) Characters: Haruka | May, Yuuki | Brendan, Original Female Character(s), Original Pokemon Trainer(s), Shirona | Cynthia, Senri | Norman, Odamaki-hakase | Professor Birch, Original Non-Human Character(s), Original Pokemon Character(s), Original Male Character(s), Original Characters, Tsutsuji | Roxanne, Aqua-dan | Team Aqua, Touki | Brawly, Tsuwabuki Daigo | Steven Stone, Aogiri | Archie, Lutia | Lisia, Gonyonyo no Shigana | Aster the Whismur, Kyogre (Pokemon), Groudon (Pokemon), Rayquaza (Pokemon), Mitsuru | Wally, Tessen | Wattson, Matsubusa | Maxie, Homura | Tabitha, Magma-dan | Team Magma, Jun | Barry, Girii | Aarune, Asuna | Flannery Additional Tags: First Meetings, Self-Insert, Self-Indulgent, Slow Burn, Alternate Canon, Blood, Blood and Injury, Developing Relationship, Complicated Relationships, LGBTQ Character, Pokemon Journey, Talking Pokemon, Houen-chihou | Hoenn Region (Pokemon), Platonic Relationships, Romantic Angst, Minor Character Death, Trans Male Character, Autistic Steven Stone, Transmasculine Wallace, Gore, Death, Nuzlockers are canon in this universe, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Shadow Pokémon are also canon in this universe, yes i bullshitted a pokemon universe version of the twilight saga because i thought it'd be funny, Autistic Character, full disclosure: some parts have been taken loosely from STikER's romhack but not fully, there are fakemon new mega evolutions and regional variants in this fic, sharpy is a baby pokemon of skarmory, masters ex quotes my beloved, Nudity, Public Nudity, it's a hot spring, Strangers to Lovers, Mutual Pining Series: Part 1 of Rachel's Pokémon Adventure Summary:

Growing up with a peculiarly strong connection to Pokémon, it takes a while before Rachel is ready to start her Pokémon journey to become a trainer. But, once she starts, she's sent away to the Hoenn region to make her own path and forge her own independence and her identity. Along the way, she encounters challenges she never thought possible alongside all her new friends and other strange adversaries and ambiguous allies. All while discovering just how deep her connection to Pokémon really goes.

#୨⎯ A Message On The Wind ⎯୧ #୨⎯ Pokémon Trainer Rachel ⎯୧ #୨⎯ Pokémon Trainer Clue ⎯୧ #୨⎯ Gym Leader’s Daughter ⎯୧ #୨⎯ The Professor’s Son ⎯୧ #୨⎯ Sharp as a Thorn ⎯୧ #୨⎯ Tricky as a Fox ⎯୧ #୨⎯ A Spark of Joy ⎯୧ #୨⎯ Tougher than Steel ⎯୧ #୨⎯ One in a Million Grains of Sand ⎯୧ #୨⎯ Endured Through Time ⎯୧

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amessageonthewind · 1 month

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Chapters: 26/? Fandom: Pocket Monsters | Pokemon (Main Video Game Series), Pocket Monsters: Omega Ruby & Alpha Sapphire | Pokemon Omega Ruby & Alpha Sapphire Versions, Pocket Monsters: Ruby & Sapphire & Emerald | Pokemon Ruby Sapphire Emerald Versions Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Cynthia (Pokemon) & Original Female Character, Higana | Zinnia/Original Female Character(s), Mikuri | Wallace/Tsuwabuki Daigo | Steven Stone, Tsuwabuki Daigo | Steven Stone & Original Female Character(s), Haruka | May & Original Female Character(s), Yuuki | Brendan & Original Female Character(s), Mitsuru | Wally & Original Female Character(s) Characters: Haruka | May, Yuuki | Brendan, Original Female Character(s), Original Pokemon Trainer(s), Shirona | Cynthia, Senri | Norman, Odamaki-hakase | Professor Birch, Original Non-Human Character(s), Original Pokemon Character(s), Original Male Character(s), Original Characters, Tsutsuji | Roxanne, Aqua-dan | Team Aqua, Touki | Brawly, Tsuwabuki Daigo | Steven Stone, Aogiri | Archie, Lutia | Lisia, Gonyonyo no Shigana | Aster the Whismur, Kyogre (Pokemon), Groudon (Pokemon), Rayquaza (Pokemon), Mitsuru | Wally, Tessen | Wattson, Matsubusa | Maxie, Homura | Tabitha, Magma-dan | Team Magma, Jun | Barry, Girii | Aarune, Asuna | Flannery Additional Tags: First Meetings, Self-Insert, Self-Indulgent, Slow Burn, Alternate Canon, Blood, Blood and Injury, Developing Relationship, Complicated Relationships, LGBTQ Character, Pokemon Journey, Talking Pokemon, Houen-chihou | Hoenn Region (Pokemon), Platonic Relationships, Romantic Angst, Minor Character Death, Trans Male Character, Autistic Steven Stone, Transmasculine Wallace, Gore, Death, Nuzlockers are canon in this universe, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Shadow Pokémon are also canon in this universe, yes i bullshitted a pokemon universe version of the twilight saga because i thought it'd be funny, Autistic Character, full disclosure: some parts have been taken loosely from STikER's romhack but not fully, there are fakemon new mega evolutions and regional variants in this fic, sharpy is a baby pokemon of skarmory, masters ex quotes my beloved, Nudity, Public Nudity, it's a hot spring, Strangers to Lovers, Mutual Pining Series: Part 1 of Rachel's Pokémon Adventure Summary:

#୨⎯ A Message On The Wind ⎯୧ #୨⎯ Pokémon Trainer Rachel ⎯୧ #୨⎯ Pokémon Trainer Clue ⎯୧ #୨⎯ Tricky as a Fox ⎯୧ #୨⎯ Sharp as a Thorn ⎯୧ #୨⎯ A Spark of Joy ⎯୧ #୨⎯ Tougher than Steel ⎯୧ #୨⎯ One in a Million Grains of Sand ⎯୧ #୨⎯ Endured Through Time ⎯୧

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amessageonthewind · 6 days

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Chapters: 28/? Fandom: Pocket Monsters | Pokemon (Main Video Game Series), Pocket Monsters: Omega Ruby & Alpha Sapphire | Pokemon Omega Ruby & Alpha Sapphire Versions, Pocket Monsters: Ruby & Sapphire & Emerald | Pokemon Ruby Sapphire Emerald Versions Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Cynthia (Pokemon) & Original Female Character, Higana | Zinnia/Original Female Character(s), Mikuri | Wallace/Tsuwabuki Daigo | Steven Stone, Tsuwabuki Daigo | Steven Stone & Original Female Character(s), Haruka | May & Original Female Character(s), Yuuki | Brendan & Original Female Character(s), Mitsuru | Wally & Original Female Character(s) Characters: Haruka | May, Yuuki | Brendan, Original Female Character(s), Original Pokemon Trainer(s), Shirona | Cynthia, Senri | Norman, Odamaki-hakase | Professor Birch, Original Non-Human Character(s), Original Pokemon Character(s), Original Male Character(s), Original Characters, Tsutsuji | Roxanne, Aqua-dan | Team Aqua, Touki | Brawly, Tsuwabuki Daigo | Steven Stone, Aogiri | Archie, Lutia | Lisia, Gonyonyo no Shigana | Aster the Whismur, Kyogre (Pokemon), Groudon (Pokemon), Rayquaza (Pokemon), Mitsuru | Wally, Tessen | Wattson, Matsubusa | Maxie, Homura | Tabitha, Magma-dan | Team Magma, Jun | Barry, Girii | Aarune, Asuna | Flannery Additional Tags: First Meetings, Self-Insert, Self-Indulgent, Slow Burn, Alternate Canon, Blood, Blood and Injury, Developing Relationship, Complicated Relationships, LGBTQ Character, Pokemon Journey, Talking Pokemon, Houen-chihou | Hoenn Region (Pokemon), Platonic Relationships, Romantic Angst, Minor Character Death, Trans Male Character, Autistic Steven Stone, Transmasculine Wallace, Gore, Death, Nuzlockers are canon in this universe, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Shadow Pokémon are also canon in this universe, yes i bullshitted a pokemon universe version of the twilight saga because i thought it'd be funny, Autistic Character, full disclosure: some parts have been taken loosely from STikER's romhack but not fully, there are fakemon new mega evolutions and regional variants in this fic, sharpy is a baby pokemon of skarmory, masters ex quotes my beloved, Nudity, Public Nudity, it's a hot spring, Strangers to Lovers, Mutual Pining Series: Part 1 of Rachel's Pokémon Adventure Summary:

#୨⎯ A Message On The Wind ⎯୧ #୨⎯ Pokémon Trainer Rachel ⎯୧ #୨⎯ Pokémon Trainer Clue ⎯୧ #୨⎯ Tricky as a Fox ⎯୧ #୨⎯ Endured Through Time ⎯୧ #୨⎯ Newly Fledged ⎯୧ #୨⎯ Gym Leader’s Daughter ⎯୧ #୨⎯ The Professor’s Son ⎯୧ #୨⎯ The Hoenn League Champion ⎯୧

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amessageonthewind · 4 months

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Chapters: 23/? Fandom: Pocket Monsters | Pokemon (Main Video Game Series), Pocket Monsters: Omega Ruby & Alpha Sapphire | Pokemon Omega Ruby & Alpha Sapphire Versions, Pocket Monsters: Ruby & Sapphire & Emerald | Pokemon Ruby Sapphire Emerald Versions Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Cynthia (Pokemon) & Original Female Character, Higana | Zinnia/Original Female Character(s), Mikuri | Wallace/Tsuwabuki Daigo | Steven Stone, Tsuwabuki Daigo | Steven Stone & Original Female Character(s) Characters: Haruka | May, Yuuki | Brendan, Original Female Character(s), Original Pokemon Trainer(s), Shirona | Cynthia, Senri | Norman, Odamaki-hakase | Professor Birch, Original Non-Human Character(s), Original Pokemon Character(s), Original Male Character(s), Original Characters, Tsutsuji | Roxanne, Aqua-dan | Team Aqua, Touki | Brawly, Tsuwabuki Daigo | Steven Stone, Aogiri | Archie, Lutia | Lisia, Gonyonyo no Shigana | Aster the Whismur, Kyogre (Pokemon), Groudon (Pokemon), Rayquaza (Pokemon), Mitsuru | Wally, Tessen | Wattson, Matsubusa | Maxie, Homura | Tabitha, Magma-dan | Team Magma, Jun | Barry, Girii | Aarune, Asuna | Flannery Additional Tags: First Meetings, Self-Insert, Self-Indulgent, Slow Burn, Alternate Canon, Blood, Blood and Injury, Developing Relationship, Complicated Relationships, LGBTQ Character, Pokemon Journey, Talking Pokemon, Houen-chihou | Hoenn Region (Pokemon), Platonic Relationships, Romantic Angst, Minor Character Death, Trans Male Character, Autistic Steven Stone, Transmasculine Wallace, Gore, Death, Nuzlockers are canon in this universe, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Shadow Pokémon are also canon in this universe, yes i bullshitted a pokemon universe version of the twilight saga because i thought it'd be funny, Autistic Character, full disclosure: some parts have been taken loosely from STikER's romhack but not fully, there are fakemon new mega evolutions and regional variants in this fic, sharpy is a baby pokemon of skarmory, masters ex quotes my beloved, Nudity, Public Nudity, it's a hot spring, Strangers to Lovers, Mutual Pining Series: Part 1 of Rachel's Pokémon Adventure Summary:

#୨⎯ A Message On The Wind ⎯୧ #୨⎯ Pokémon Trainer Rachel ⎯୧ #୨⎯ Pokémon Trainer Clue ⎯୧ #୨⎯ The Last Lorekeeper ⎯୧ #୨⎯ Sharp as a Thorn ⎯୧ #୨⎯ Tricky as a Fox ⎯୧ #୨⎯ A Spark of Joy ⎯୧ #୨⎯ Tougher than Steel ⎯୧ #୨⎯ One in a Million Grains of Sand ⎯୧ #୨⎯ Endured Through Time ⎯୧

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Chapters: 27/? Fandom: Pocket Monsters | Pokemon (Main Video Game Series), Pocket Monsters: Omega Ruby & Alpha Sapphire | Pokemon Omega Ruby & Alpha Sapphire Versions, Pocket Monsters: Ruby & Sapphire & Emerald | Pokemon Ruby Sapphire Emerald Versions Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Cynthia (Pokemon) & Original Female Character, Higana | Zinnia/Original Female Character(s), Mikuri | Wallace/Tsuwabuki Daigo | Steven Stone, Tsuwabuki Daigo | Steven Stone & Original Female Character(s), Haruka | May & Original Female Character(s), Yuuki | Brendan & Original Female Character(s), Mitsuru | Wally & Original Female Character(s) Characters: Haruka | May, Yuuki | Brendan, Original Female Character(s), Original Pokemon Trainer(s), Shirona | Cynthia, Senri | Norman, Odamaki-hakase | Professor Birch, Original Non-Human Character(s), Original Pokemon Character(s), Original Male Character(s), Original Characters, Tsutsuji | Roxanne, Aqua-dan | Team Aqua, Touki | Brawly, Tsuwabuki Daigo | Steven Stone, Aogiri | Archie, Lutia | Lisia, Gonyonyo no Shigana | Aster the Whismur, Kyogre (Pokemon), Groudon (Pokemon), Rayquaza (Pokemon), Mitsuru | Wally, Tessen | Wattson, Matsubusa | Maxie, Homura | Tabitha, Magma-dan | Team Magma, Jun | Barry, Girii | Aarune, Asuna | Flannery Additional Tags: First Meetings, Self-Insert, Self-Indulgent, Slow Burn, Alternate Canon, Blood, Blood and Injury, Developing Relationship, Complicated Relationships, LGBTQ Character, Pokemon Journey, Talking Pokemon, Houen-chihou | Hoenn Region (Pokemon), Platonic Relationships, Romantic Angst, Minor Character Death, Trans Male Character, Autistic Steven Stone, Transmasculine Wallace, Gore, Death, Nuzlockers are canon in this universe, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Shadow Pokémon are also canon in this universe, yes i bullshitted a pokemon universe version of the twilight saga because i thought it'd be funny, Autistic Character, full disclosure: some parts have been taken loosely from STikER's romhack but not fully, there are fakemon new mega evolutions and regional variants in this fic, sharpy is a baby pokemon of skarmory, masters ex quotes my beloved, Nudity, Public Nudity, it's a hot spring, Strangers to Lovers, Mutual Pining Series: Part 1 of Rachel's Pokémon Adventure Summary:

#୨⎯ A Message On The Wind ⎯୧ #୨⎯ Pokémon Trainer Rachel ⎯୧ #୨⎯ Pokémon Trainer Clue ⎯୧ #୨⎯ Sharp as a Thorn ⎯୧ #୨⎯ Tricky as a Fox ⎯୧ #୨⎯ A Spark of Joy ⎯୧ #୨⎯ Tougher than Steel ⎯୧ #୨⎯ One in a Million Grains of Sand ⎯୧ #୨⎯ Endured Through Time ⎯୧ #୨⎯ The Hoenn League Champion ⎯୧

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byeuijoo · 6 months

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fake a kiss and heal a heart 𐀔 han dongmin

⠀⠀⠀chapter one. : a broken heart and an unexpected gesture.

warnings : alcohol consumption, kissing, angst if you squint, a kind of panic attack ⋆ word count : 4,034

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MAYBE DONGMIN SHOULDN'T HAVE LISTENED TO JAEHYUN THIS TIME, perhaps he should have taken it upon himself to endure all the sadness in the world without taking action. what a clever idea it had been to hire someone totally unknown to him to play the role of his fake girlfriend and accompany him to an unimportant student party.

on your side, the end of the month was pretty hard on the money, so an extra income wouldn't go amiss. donghyun suggested this idea after stumbling across this unreliable site : a complete directory of people willing to be paid just to look pretty and stand next to random people for one occasion or another. at first, you didn't give it much thought. but since you knew your favorite artist was coming to your town, you had to save every penny you could to pay for your concert ticket. that's why you decided to take the plunge and create your profile, hoping that at least one person would find you attractive enough to hire you.

and that's what led you to your current situation, walking briskly through the crowded city streets, under the light of the streetlamps, to reach the person who had contacted you earlier in the day. it was probably a bit hasty, and you probably wouldn't have time to learn much about why you ended up accompanying him, but it shouldn't have been too complicated. looking again at the photo of himself that he had kindly sent you earlier, a small smile spread across your face as you realized that, at least, he didn't seem to be an old pervert dude interested in young female students. after a few last minutes of walking, you found yourself at the rendezvous point, looking around for any sign of his presence. furrowing your eyebrows to get a better look at the faces of the people around you, you finally spot him, leaning against a stone wall, headphones on.

trotting over to him, you finally tapped his shoulder, which caught his attention and created a look of surprise on his face. « hey, you're han dongmin, am i right? » you asked softly, tilting your head to the side with a smile as he dropped his headphones around his neck. the black-haired boy nodded, and you could see the tips of his ears redden slightly — cute, you think. « i'm y/l/n y/n, nice to meet you. » you added, leaning forward slightly to greet him, before he did the same.

he seemed shy and unsure of himself, and you could easily guess that the idea of hiring you didn't come from him. his honeyed eyes seemed lost and unsure of themselves — as if they were trying to figure out what to say or what emotion to use. « what time do we have to be at this student party? » you say, changing the subject so as not to make him uncomfortable, while looking at the time on your watch. a small, almost inaudible oh escaped his lips before he looked down at his phone, holding out his hand as if to guide your path, « you follow me? »

his voice was soft, like the lullabies sung by mothers when you're little. it was as if he was afraid to speak too loudly. nodding as you began to walk, dongmin followed your movements, staying close to you. « so.. your name is dongmin and you're 19, right? » you asked, tucking your hands into your jacket pockets to keep the cold from attacking your skin. « uh? oh, yea. » he replied, staring at the road ahead. « we're the same age, » you suddenly felt his gaze settle on your side, which prompted you to continue, « i'm glad you're not a weirdo.. i was a little afraid i'd run into an old pervert. »

dongmin nodded positively, raising his hands and shaking them as if to claim his innocence, « i promise i'm not weird, » he said, insisting that he really wasn't weird at all, « i'm just a little unsettled, i'm not used to doing thing like this. »

you understood how he felt. so you nodded in turn, turning your benevolent gaze on his face, offering him the sincerest of smiles. « i could feel it, » you admit, shrugging your shoulders, « but that's normal since we don't know each other and i'm literally here to play your fake girlfriend. »

his cheekbones flushed, a light red-pinkish shade on it, in contrast to his eyes, which were painted with a glint of sadness. so the subject must have been a sensitive one — but you needed to know a little more. « can you tell me why i'm here, dongmin? » he wasn't surprised by your question, but a sigh left his pretty heart-shaped lips right after it.

« my girlfriend broke up with me a month ago, and i don't want her to see that i'm still moping about our breakup, » he let slip this explanation from his lips, as he carelessly tucked his headphones into the backpack he was carrying, « well, my now ex girlfriend. » you hummed in reply, nibbling your bottom lip as you look away from his face. he seemed really devastated by the situation, you could tell by the way his demeanor had suddenly changed. he seemed to close in on himself, looking all around him as if he were panicking, and the way his thumb played frantically with his rings. you had to do something to divert his attention and help him relax, otherwise his plan would fall through completely.

then you suddenly stopped walking, hooking your fingers into his sleeve to prevent him from advancing any further. and when his questioning gaze landed on your face, you offered him a gentle smile. « everything will be fine, » you started, letting his arm fall back along his chest, « i'll be there to help and support you, okay? »

dongmin took the time to observe you properly, for the first time since you two met a few minutes ago. you were smaller than he was, you sounded fragile, yet your voice exuded boldness and unparalleled assurance. he was slightly jealous — you wore so much confidence on your face, when he could barely look you in the eye. he wasn't usually so shy, so reserved, but the reason for your meeting made him nervous without knowing why. it was probably the fact that he'd spent all his savings on a fake girlfriend, with the sole aim of making his ex-girlfriend jealous. it's ridiculous, he thought, finally looking away from your gentle, kind face. however, he had really chosen the prettiest girl on the website to accompany him.

« yea, thank you. » he finally says, gesturing you to walk again with a simple nod of the head. sliding in beside him with a smile, you didn't dare ask any more questions, as you didn't want to accentuate the sadness that was currently occupying the whole of his heart.

after many long minutes and a dark sky, dongmin stopped moving forward, staring at a point in front of him. following his gaze, your eyes landed on a house that seemed crowded with people — loud music blared from the open windows and people chatted on the porch just in front. finally raising your eyes to the boy beside you, you watched his gaze suddenly devoid of all confidence.

he was on the verge of running away and turning back, but your hand on his shoulder drew his attention to you. « eh, you can do it, » you announced softly, like a whisper that only he could hear, « i'll be by your side from beginning to end. »

he couldn't explain why he found a certain reassurance in your low voice, or how the way you spoke didn't make him doubt your sincerity. you had to play a role, sure, but why were you such a good actress? he didn't know what to answer : he was caught between the desire to show everyone that he was not the sad and depressed boy they all thought, and the desire to run away from all this charade which only accentuated the pain in his chest. and anyway, what was he going to do if he suddenly found himself face to face with her? sure, you were there, but what was really your role in this situation? stay silent by his side and smile at his ex? he couldn't put you through this when you had been so nice to him from the beginning. biting his lower lip while juggling his gaze between your reassuring face and this big house, a shiver ran down his arm when suddenly your cold fingers intertwined with his. and for the first time, his eyes looked into yours.

« eh, han dongmin, » you started to say, taking a step forward towards him, « i'm here to help you, okay? » then, your thumb mechanically caressing his skin caused a comforting warmth to rise along his spine, « we're going to show her together what she lost. »

the boy observed you for a few seconds, before sighing, closing his eyes while applying pressure around your hand clinging to his — then he nodded, gently pulling on your arm to pull you in with him. he didn't notice the little victorious smile on your lips after that, way too busy not to chicken out until he get through the front door. he didn't bother to ring the bell or even knock, immediately going inside and dragging you with him. a few glances landed on both of you, and where dongmin completely ignored them, you responded with a charming smile of which only you held the secret. his hand didn't let go of yours until you reached what you assumed was the kitchen — where he hastened to serve you two glasses of alcohol. which he swallowed in one gulp.

you quickly grabbed his hand, removing the now empty red plastic cup from it, sad eyes settling on your face. « eh there, slow down a bit okay? » a scoff left your lips, placing his glass on the counter next to you, as he lowered his head in a defeatist gesture, « hiding yourself in alcohol won't help you anything. » you explained to him, patting the top of his head with your free hand.

« did you see her? » you asked, taking a sip of your drink as you watched him settle into one of the high stools around the counter. dongmin nodded negatively, rubbing the bridge of his nose without bothering to respond to you verbally. « do you want to play a game? » you said suddenly, pushing your arms up to sit comfortably on the counter, next to his stool. the black-haired boy looked up, his eyes meeting yours as you shook your shoulders, « to pass time. it could be funny. »

he didn't hate the idea of playing a game with you — but he didn't have the faith to make the slightest effort to move. so after a few ideas, you suggested the game of twenty questions with the simple aim of getting to know each other. after all, even as a fake girlfriend, it would be safer to know some details of his personality. « alright.. i'll let you start. » he declared, turning around to pour himself a second cup of alcohol, without you stopping him this time. pretending to think, you stared at the ceiling for a few seconds before returning your gaze to him, « what are your hobbies? »

swallowing a few sips of his drink before answering you, dongmin gave you the opportunity to look at him silently. you had to admit that he was very handsome — and a boy as handsome as him would not be common in the streets. when he finally spoke, you leaned forward slightly to hear him more clearly, not wanting to let the music disturb your conversation. « i like to make music. i like writing songs and composing melodies, » he explained, and you saw the little flame of excitement in his eyes disappear as quickly as it had appeared, « it's the only thing i'm good at anyway.. »

wrinkling your nose as you jostle his shoulder, dongmin ignored you as he continued downing his glass of alcohol. « okay, my turn, » he said, staring at the ground, « why are you doing this? »

rolling your eyes at his question, not finding it interesting in your opinion, you placed your hands against the surface behind you. « i give you three reasons, you choose the one that suit you best, » you replied, and before he could protest, you cut him off by continuing, « one, because you're pretty hot. two, i need some money. and three, because i was bored. which of the three do you prefer? » — tilting your head to look at his face, he rolled his eyes before finishing his second drink, « the second is the most plausible. »

what a shame, you would have preferred that he chose the first one. you weren't going to complain — especially since he seemed to have relaxed since you arrived at the party. a smile took place on your lips as you thought about your next question : part of you wanted to ask him what happened to make him so sad, but on the other, you feel like it was an intrusion into his private life that concerned you in no way. so you simply changed your mind, not wanting to appear intrusive. « why did you choose me? » you asked, as he leaned back so that his back was against the counter. you watched him shrug as he played with the rim of his cup, « you didn't look like a psycho. and it was my friend who chose you, all i did was contact you. »

a sulky pout played on your lips as you looked away from his silhouette — you couldn't say why, but the fact that the idea of choosing you didn't come from him made your heart sink. sniffing before finishing your drink and leaving the cup on the side, dongmin raised his chin towards you and stared at the profile of your face without saying a word. trying to avoid meeting his gaze, you puffed up your cheeks and chattered on the marble with your fingernails — until his delicate fingers encircle your wrist, suddenly attracting your attention. « what? » you say, pulling slightly on your arm to loosen his grip, but your eyes met the pretty smirk on his lips, making you stop moving.

« are you disappointed? » he said suddenly, a scoff leaving his tongue right after. turning away and looking up at the ceiling, you decided to ignore his remark and continue sulking in your corner. a crystalline laugh escaped from his mouth, which somehow filled you with happiness — it was the first sincere laugh you'd ever heard from him. dongmin swiveled around again to pour himself a third glass, but you didn't understand how he could do it without letting go of your wrist. you could still feel the warmth of his fingers around your skin as he took a sip of his beverage. he seemed reassured and in a better mood than earlier in the evening — which was a good thing.

not wanting to disturb him further, you raised your eyes to look around you, until your gaze falls on a face so pretty you could have fallen backwards. « do you know this girl? » you asked innocently, not thinking for a single second that it could be the girl who haunted the young boy's thoughts. dongmin raised his head slowly, his eyes filled with apprehension — and suddenly, his hand around your wrist tightening slightly. he felt like he was running out of air, like he was suffocating, as if all the oxygen in the room had disappeared. the pressure on your muscle caught your attention, and you hastened to place your alcohol on the counter to help him. « eh, eh, what is going on? » you asked, placing your hands on his cheeks in panic, lifting his face tenderly so his eyes locked on yours, « han dongmin, look at me. »

he was trying not to panic, to breathe properly and not to juggle so quickly between your two eyes — but his heart in his chest hurt so much that he felt like someone was tearing it away. his jerky breathing was of great concern to you, so you stepped down from the counter to find yourself closer to him, placing one of your hands on his distraught heart. « eh, listen to me, » you started, looking him directly in the eye, « do as i do. breathe in... breathe out... breathe in, breathe out... that's it, that's good. »

after a long minute of controlled breathing, you felt his heartbeat return to a steady speed under your fingers. he seemed to have come back to his senses. « how do you feel? » you asked softly, tucking the strands of his hair back correctly on his forehead. dongmin nodded, patting your shoulder in thanks, « awful. but.. thank you, y/n. »

just as you were ready to answer him, a smile tugging at your lips, a voice suddenly came from behind you. you could see his face turn as white as a sheet, and his eyes slowly move up to stare at a point — a person, behind you. turning to face the voice, you came face to face with the pretty smile of the girl you understood to be the ex-girlfriend of the boy beside you. « hey, taesan. it's been a long time. » she said suddenly, making you frown. taesan? is this a nickname they used between each other?

dongmin rose from his stool, now standing beside you and scratching the back of his neck. « hey jieum, how have you been? » his voice was much more confident than you'd expected, and the look she gives him doesn't seem to frighten him. so.. her name is jieum, that's pretty, you think. there was nothing about her that seemed ugly : her face was flawless, her smile was to die for, she was tall and slender, she had lovely pianist's hands, and her voice sounded like those used in children's night show, the kind of soft voice that grazes your heart with a gentle kiss. you could almost be jealous of the soft, gentle aura emanating from her, but you remembered that she had to have one little flaw that led her to lose possession of dongmin's heart.

you hadn't followed the conversation in front of you, far too busy analyzing the girl as if she were an object of experience, until you hear your name roll off your new friend's tongue, « this is y/n. y/n this is jieum. »

arming yourself with your best smile, you leaned forward slightly to greet her, looking her straight in the eye, « nice to meet you, jieum. dongmin told me a lot about you. » — a sparkle suddenly appeared in her eyes, and her warm hand came into contact with your shoulder, as she gave you this look full of innuendo, « for the better, i hope ! »

you didn't have time to reply when a fourth person joined the conversation : another boy. glancing at him, then at dongmin, you can see something break in his eyes, as if someone had just thrust a dagger deeper into his heart. diverting your eyes from his face, you subtly slipped your hand into his, squeezing his fingers between yours in a reassuring and comforting gesture.

« ah, guys, meet my boyfriend, his name is sungho ! sungho, this is taesan, and his friend y/n. » she explained, smiling broadly as if the sun had just come into the room. you understood why dongmin had trouble getting over the breakup : jieum was mesmerizing. but what worried you most right now was how he must have felt after learning that this guy was the one to replace him. your hand gripped his more firmly, as you made small talk with the two new people so he doesn't have to worry about it. then after long minutes that seemed like years to the young boy, jieum and sungho waved goodbye and wandered further into the room, leaving you alone with a dongmin even more broken than before.

you tore your gaze away from jieum to meet the boy's devastated face, emotionless eyes staring into space as if nothing mattered anymore. then, when he felt your hand tug on his, his tear-filled gaze locked with yours, « don't cry.. » you whispered, your thumb tenderly caressing his pale skin.

but a hiccup escaped his lips, as he tried at all costs to hold back his tears. « she looks at you. don't cry now, she doesn't deserve your tears. » you explained, bringing your free hand up to his cheek to brush away the pearl of salt water that had just escaped from the corner of his eye. then, biting your lower lip, you looked him straight in the eye, « do you trust me? »

dongmin didn't know what to say : how could he trust a girl he'd only just met? but part of him felt that you were good for his heart's well-being. those last few hours with you proved to him that you wanted nothing more than his well-being. so he nodded, briskly, up and down, looking into the whites of your eyes. and in the madness of the moment, it took him a few seconds to realize that something warm was suddenly against his lips.

your hand against his cheek held his face in place, as you dared to kiss an almost stranger for the sole purpose of making his ex-girlfriend jealous. dongmin's lips tasted like alcohol — which you sensed even more when the pressure of his lips against your mouth grew stronger. his previously empty hand was now placed behind your neck, holding your face close, as he closed his eyes to appreciate the exchange more fully. it was pleasant to kiss han dongmin — but what wasn't, however, was feeling all the sadness of his heart against your lips. he seemed to want to get rid of everything that was eating him up inside, as if all his emotions were too hard to feel on his own.

then, after a few seconds, he finally pulled away from you, his pupils juggling back and forth in the depths of your eyes. « you don't cry anymore.. » you whispered, your index finger tenderly caressing his cheekbone. dongmin nodded slightly, not willing to move one millimetre away from you, before speaking in a broken, weak voice, « we're getting out of here, um? »

nodding positively in turn, you took a step back to retrieve your jacket, putting it on in a hurry, before pulling dongmin by the hand to the front door. passing by jieum, you unintentionally gave her a provocative look, knowing full well that she had witnessed your entire kiss scene. you didn't want to get angry with her, you just wanted to know and understand what she could have done to break this poor boy's heart into a million little pieces. for the little you knew, it was she who had decided to end this relationship, and it was also she who already had a fresh new little boyfriend. perhaps she'd lost her love for him, in which that case, she'd done nothing wrong? but it seemed far too easy, bearing in mind that dongmin was really devastated. nodding politely to her, you end up continuing your walk to the door, before leaving this place and taking a disturbed han dongmin with you.

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