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taifenggg · 5 months

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hii I'm not exactly sure if your request is open, but nonetheless, I'm just going to drop it here. feel free to do or ignore it.

requesting for solomon, simeon, and satan hcs : they're currently out going to a bookstore with their s/o. y/n is a huge fan of reading and loves to take their time reading the contents of a book before buying. so imagine at that time, the guy spots them being lost in deep of reading, and he decided to sneak up behind them, only to discover their s/o is currently reading a steamy part of the book while smiling and blushing. make it NSFW or not is up to you. thank you and have a nice day! :)

Content Warning(s): NSFW duh, semi-public sex, mentions of exhibitionism but you don't actually do anything(Satan), spanking(Satan), probably ooc Simeon? idk

Character(s): GN!Reader, Solomon, Satan, Simeon

Authors Note(s): hehe hawhaw horny, anyways my first nsfw request! tysm for reading my guidelines <3.

MINORS DNI OR I WILL BLOCK YO ASSES IM BEING FR, interact with my sfw stuff instead <33

Please keep in mind I'm still learning how to write smut so please bear with me LMAO

nsfw under the cut!

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Solomon [🪄🤍]

Solomon adores your adorable reactions whenever he sees you reading a book that you're invested in. You're his adorable apprentice and lover after all! He finds many things to appreciate about you. From the way you squeal with excitement after getting to the part where the main character finally kisses their love interest after what feels like forever, or your little gasps as your eyes race across the page taking in an exciting battle scene, he loves it all.

Solomon could just spend all day watching you react over your favorite books and it strangely gives him a sense of satisfaction as he watches you gush over your favorite books to him.

Solomon isn't that surprised when he sees that you've reached the spicy part of the book you were reading, your reaction gives it all away. The two of you had decided to take an impromptu date to one of the newly opened bookstores by Ristorante Six. You had split from Solomon for a bit, opting to look over the numerous books they had in stock. One moment you were there and in the next, Solomon turned around, noticing that you had disappeared from his side. When he did find you, he discovered you sitting in a secluded corner, your eyes wide as you read the contents of a book. You didn't notice him as he walked up to you and leaned in close, a knowing smile on his face.

"Wow, you look awfully familiar, although it isn't like me to not recognize someone as good-looking as you," Solomon laughs softly, teasing you as he takes a seat next to you, draping an arm around your shoulder. Your face grows flushed as you angle your book away from him. "Hi handsome," you laugh softly, pressing a kiss to his cheek, feeling your face grow warm as you try to discreetly set the book to the side but you wince as you accidentally let go of it too early and it clatters against the floor.

Solomon stares at you a slight smile on his face before reaching over and picking up the book, faster than you can stop him. "Solomon give it back!" You reach over and grab his arm, but he opens it, his smile splitting wider on his face as he holds it above you preventing you from taking it away from him. "No, I don't think I will," he laughs more continuing to read the contents relishing in the way your face flushed even more.

"So..." he leans over you, a playful smile on his face as his hand starts trailing down to your waist where he squeezes it gently. "What should I do with you hm? Would you like me to reenact the very scene you were reading, my dear apprentice~?" His nose brushes against yours and you shrink back, your breath hitching in your throat as he cages you in against the chair. Your mouth feels dry and you clear your throat to speak up, "Don't-" You press a hand to his chest, halting his movements. You feel your face grow warm as you turn to the side, "We'll get caught."

Solomon stares down at you, laughing softly as he ruffles your hair. You pout at his actions, moving to grab his hand, but instead, Solomon interlaces his fingers with yours. "We'll only get caught if we make noise." His free hand moves upwards from your side, his fingers brushing against your collarbone and you squirm, your legs shaking slightly, from the anticipation of getting down and dirty or the thought of getting caught by some bystander passing by, you didn't know. You could feel a warmth pooling in your nether regions, and against your better judgment, you pulled him closer.

"Dammit...but you better make this up to me later for making me lose my page," you scowled. Solomon chuckles softly his bangs hanging over his eyes, "Oh trust me, I always keep up my end of a deal."

Satan [😾💚]

He enjoys his outings with you, especially when the two of you visit his favorite bookstore in the Devildom. There are vintage and rare tomes that you're unable to find anywhere else. They also host a variety of different books.

Satan himself fancies romance novels. He likes to envision himself and you as the main protagonists in each. Of course, he also indulges in the more risqué novels, and his face flushes at the thought of committing such acts with you.

So imagine his surprise when he finds you reading that type of novel. A grin splits open on his face and soon he finds himself pressing himself on you against the bookshelf. It wobbles and the numerous books threaten to cascade over the side onto the two of you. Satan doesn't miss the small gasp of surprise you make as you feel his body rocking against yours. His breath ghosts over the shell of your ear causing you to shudder underneath him and you feel your legs grow weak as he continues rutting against you.

"You feel so good~" Satan smirks as he rubs his hand along your ass before smacking it lightly causing you to jolt up, "Already so wet for me, are you so eager for this? Or perhaps you're enjoying the thrill of potentially being caught hm? Or would you rather like it if I took you against the window where everyone walking past can see you drooling from how good I'm going to make you feel?" You can't even utter a word, focused on the feeling of his fingers prodding at your hole.

"Satan please-" you whine softly, trying to keep your noise level down so you don't get caught by the other customers within the bookstore. Your grip on the bookshelf tightens as you try to keep your balance, some of the books have already fallen out and are strewn haphazardly over the floor. Normally, Satan would have let out a scandalized gasp and would have picked up every single one but in the situation the two of you were in at the moment, it seemed he couldn't bring himself to care. You bite your lip as you feel his erection rub up against your ass, trying to keep your moans under control.

"Do you feel that? That's what you do to me," he laughs softly, pressing his face into your neck, nipping lightly. This causes you to squirm more, inadvertently rubbing against him more, eliciting some breathy groans from Satan's end.

You can hear him muttering to himself and the sound of him fumbling with his belt as he flips you around so that you're face to face. "Why don't you take some responsibility and...help me out? Does that sound good to you?"

Simeon [🥞🩵]

Simeon loves his outings with you, especially when your dates with him are unhindered by the presence of the brothers who constantly crave and demand your attention. Simeon knows that you're immensely popular in the Devildom, not that he minds. But there are times when he prefers silence and just enjoying his time with you.

Simeon is not naive by any means. He's more than aware of the types of books that you read and look for whenever the two of you visit your favorite bookstore, not that he minds. After all, who is he to tell you what you can and can't read.

Today's date isn't any much different than what the two of you usually do when you plan a bookstore date. Have a nice dinner at Ristorante Six, walk around for a bit, then end the date by spending some time reading at your favorite bookstore. Seems nice right? Thankfully it doesn't seem too busy.

"Simeon-" you gasp out, fingers digging into his shoulders. "How naughty, reading this where anyone could just walk up behind you." Simeon teasingly scolds you. You bite your lip, averting your gaze from his. Simeon laughs, pressing his hand against your cheek, "You're adorable, do you know that?" You huff, feeling your face grow warm. "Well you can't blame me for being interested in reading that sort of thing, especially when my boyfriend is so hot. It's not that hard to envision it's us doing what the characters are doing.." you mumble, feeling your face grow warmer from embarrassment.

"There's nothing to be embarrassed about," Simeon smiles softly, tilting your face so that you're looking at him, "These urges are completely normal, though I do wish you had told me sooner so I could have done this." You stare at him in confusion, until you watch him lean in more, the feeling of his lips pressing against yours. You groan softly in the kiss, arms pulling him in closer as you deepen it. Your tongue brushes against his bottom lip and you feel Simeon shiver against you. His hands rest against your hip occasionally dipping underneath the hem of your shirt but never further. When the two of you break off the kiss, you're both gasping for air and there's a thin string of saliva connecting the two of you.

You cling to him, pressing your cheek against the crook of his neck. You lean up, lips brushing his ear, your tempted to bite his earlobe bjt you hold off...for now. "Fuck...I need you so badly," you whine softly into his ear, feeling his figure stiffen against you. "Can't you feel how much I need you?" you smirk, taking one of his hands and pressing it down there. You bite back a moan, watching for his reaction. Simeon's eyes are closed, but you could sense his resolve wavering.

"Please~"

And that's all it takes for Simeon's last semblance of control to snap. He's tugging you out the door and back towards Purgatory Hall, his footsteps hurried.

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blouisparadise · 5 months

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Upon request, today we have a rec list of bottom Louis fics where one of the characters is grumpy (or very serious) and the other character is sunshine. Please check out these fics and if you enjoy them, be sure give them kudos, leave a comment, and help promote them on Twitter or Tumblr. If you enjoy our rec lists, please like and reblog this post to help spread the word. Happy reading!

1) Muffins & Cigarettes | Mature | 7,591 words

Louis pouts. “You can’t pout your way into this, Louis”, Harry said as he was fixing his tie, watch and rings glinting against the soft sunlight filtering through the window. “Of course, I can. Watch me.”

2) Thrown To The Wolves | Explicit | 21,681 words

Louis is a human living in the Styles’ wolf pack who can’t stop getting into trouble, and Harry is the soon-to-be alpha who thinks keeping Louis at arm’s length is the safest option.

3) The Evenness I Fake | Explicit | 26,366 words

Harry doesn’t do relationships. He has a perfectly enjoyable friends-with-benefits agreement with a perfectly lovely omega, and he doesn’t see the need to change that anytime soon. The small fact that Louis giving his attention to another alpha makes Harry want to put his head through a wall isn’t nearly as much of an issue as everyone’s making it out to be.

4) Stuck On You | Explicit | 33,983 words

Louis’ life revolves around his stickers. Harry’s life revolves around his job. The universe has decided their worlds should revolve around each other.

5) And When It Rains, You're Shining Down For Me | Explicit | 37,081 words

“This is Harry, he’ll be your patient,” Liam gestured politely. Harry froze when Louis’ eyes met his own once more. He felt himself getting lost in those eyes, so much so that he didn’t notice Niall and Liam leaving the room quietly but the sound of the door shutting behind them brought him out of the trance. “Hello, I’m Louis,” the omega said, extending his hand for Harry to shake. The alpha could still sense some nervousness in his stance but decided to ignore it. “‘’m Harry.”

6) Always An Angel, Never A God | Explicit | 39,518 words

To understand the level of deep water Louis was in, one first needed to know he has had the same best friend since he was five. Ethan Astor was family to him—a friend who he loved deeply despite their differences. A friend he would do almost anything for. So when Ethan came to him with the plan, no matter how he felt about it, Louis accepted it. At first, it was simple, he just had to flutter his eyelashes at any of the boys that showed interest in Ethan, and if they fell for it, he just dumped them without telling them the reason. Somehow, the rumors spread around campus that Ethan had an insufferable friend they had to somehow win over to reach him. Like a final monster before getting the princess.

7) Kiss Me On The Mouth And Set Me Free (But Please Don't Bite) | Mature | 42,026 words

Harry is the CEO of Flora Corp, Louis is his new secretary.

8) Where I End and You Begin | Explicit | 42,730 words

Global rock sensation Harry Styles is set to perform in his sold out residencies across six major cities. What happens when his usual makeup artist can’t make it and they hire the most beautiful human he’s ever laid eyes on? Surely it couldn’t be that hard to remain professional

9) Something Along The Lines Of ‘An Office Love Story At Christmas’ | Explicit | 43,148 words

Harry hadn't planned on seeing Louis again, not after that night. When he finds out his only competition for a very desired promotion is Louis, he spirals into a mess of trying to be a better coworker and person right before Christmas in hopes that he can outdo Louis' effortless effect on his office. If he manages to get his head out of his ass along the way, it’ll be a holiday miracle.

10) Yesterday Came Suddenly | Explicit | 48,504 words

They don’t talk about it. The way Harry deflects any and all questions about his past and Louis pretends he isn’t confused or hurt by it. The way Harry keeps a distance between them and Louis acts like he can’t see it creating a wall between them. The way Harry doesn’t always answer honestly and Louis goes along with it as if he can’t tell. They don’t talk about it. Harry knows Louis feels like he doesn’t know him well enough, and it pains him. It pains him every time Louis gets that look on his face that’s a mixture of disappointment, frustration, and confusion. And sometimes, self-blame. It pains him because Louis is wrong. Because even though there is a lot Louis doesn’t know about him, there is so much that he does. He knows what Harry is like at his most vulnerable: curled up on this bed with him in the dark where it’s safest. He knows Harry in a way no one else does.

11) Gallery Of Us | Explicit | 55,778 words

Harry knew what he was doing in life, everything laid out in black-and-white, each day pleasantly predictable. Cue lively art student, Louis, trying to find his place. An almost insufferably happy person who sometimes forgets to hide the way they feel meets the person who is diligent enough to notice and determined to make a difference.

12) The Habit I Can't Break | Explicit | 63,140 words

Note: This fic is locked and can only be read by AO3 users.

The one where Louis quits smoking and tries to get healthy, and Harry is the fitness instructor who helps him achieve those goals while making him sweat in and out of the gym. In which Harry and Louis still meet at bootcamp, just not the one you’re thinking of. Featuring Lottie as the supportive sister who drags her brother to bootcamp class, Louis as the grumpy (and very recent) ex-smoker, and Harry as the instructor with exhausting amounts of enthusiasm and one obnoxious pair of yellow trainers.

13) Satellite | Explicit | 78,101 words

Louis is a hardworking, dedicated, loving single mum with no interest other than making his son happy, and who thinks that love will never knock on his door again. Harry is a lone man, successful in his field, and thinks he has his life together and all figured out. Wrong meets clueless, lives get turned upside down in the best way possible with the help of a cute and curious little boy, who just wants to learn more and more.

14) Saving Symphony Hall | Explicit | 124,766 words

Note: This fic is the sequel to this fic, which we'd suggest reading first. It is also locked and can only be read by AO3 users.

“I think I have an idea,” Louis said. Slowly, and reluctantly, but with a growing sense of the inevitable. “God damnit, I think I have a really good idea.” “Oh christ, that's the problem-solving face,” Babs said. “Last time we saw that face, he sold a company.” “Wait, what?” Zayn asked. “Right place, right time,” Louis said. “Also, fuck my life,” “What?” Zayn repeated. Niall patted his hand. “I usually just roll with whatever Louis is about to do,” he said. “It’s better for us all.” “That’s the attitude,” said Louis, “I’ll tell you tomorrow. Tonight, I need to do some research. Zayn, give me your number. I’m gonna save our symphony.”

15) Cold Little Heart | Teen & Up | 194,589 words

Louis is a soft omega with an abusive past and an alpha child A few months after getting a divorce, Louis meets Harry, an ex-military alpha wolf that offers him something -odd. In exchange for teaching him how to cook, Harry will babysit his son, Abraham Louis really could use the help.

16) Queen Of Arizella | Mature | 277,919 words

Stealing from Royalty is punishable by death. Louis starts over, doing his best to keep his hands at his sides, but he is hungry and he tries stealing from the wrong royal. Harry is King of Arizella, he needs a queen and who better than an omega on the run from death? Louis will learn to become the perfect queen - the perfect fake queen, but only for a few months. A fake lover, a fake queen, but a real bond.

Check out our other fic rec lists by category here and by title here.

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mysafehaneul · 9 months

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I.AQUAMARINE

JEON WONWOO X READER

WORDS: 4.5K

GENRE: ARRANGE CONTRACT MARRIAGE AU! ENEMIES TO LOVERS!

ANGST, (obviously lol), Fluff, Smut (in future chapters not this one).

I wrote a timestamp sometime around three years ago and said if this gets good responses then I'll turn it into a series, Now a few of you showed your interest in it and I feel like writing again, it will not be perfect but I will try to do justice to all the characters, the story, and the time and effort you guys put in reading and liking, please do leave comments, and Do not refrain from giving your suggestion as it will only help me improve without any further ado lets start with the first chapter! <3

PSA: You don't have to read the Timestamp to read this as it has a different plot route from it but still, the essence is the same.

This is my original work for free comsumption because fuck capitalism but please do not steal it. All characters are orginal except The members of Seventeen, I do not own them. This is purely a work of fiction with no similarity with real life whatsoever, If any incident feel familiar, That is purely a coincedence. Happy Reading!

Chapter 1: The Unforeseen Circumstance

2 years ago

Y/N paced the ornate living room of your aunt's bohemian-style house in Switzerland, her thoughts as tumultuous as the storm that raged outside.

'This is not good' Like a loop going in your head.

Your hands were sweating and your heart was pounding like how fire blazes right before it was about to be extinguished. You never liked hospitals and in all truth, you'd rather be anywhere but there. Noella's face her lovely blue eyes and blonde locks, her whimsical laughter that could enchant anyone, your memories with her flash in and out before your eyes making your heart sink further in anguish what would become of...

The pounding at the door stopped your chain of thought, rushing towards the door you almost ran into the mahogany footrest by the couch. You took a deep breath an unfruitful effort to calm the nerves, wrapping your fingers around the cold metal knob as the red and blue light filtered through the window and the words of your father echoing in your heart.

'Remember darling always hope for the best, prepare for the worst

you swing the door open and your eyes already burning, when one of the two officers starts to speak,

''Are you Y/N L/N....''

Y/N

Y/N...

Present Day

"Y/n wake up, darling you have been sleeping since yesterday afternoon your father and I are waiting for you to join us for breakfast, it is not like your first flight back from Switzerland''

Your eyes flashed open, and the air filled your lungs you didn't even realize for how long you'd been holding it in your sleep. The cold sweat on your forehead drying making a shiver run down your spine, one by one your senses activated taking in your surrounding, Serenity Villa, your childhood home every wall bearing witness to the life and memories you have lived and made the laughter, cries, and affection. Affection, that gentle breeze that stirs the depths of our being, is the golden thread that weaves our connections, tender and unspoken. It's the warmth that paints the world in hues of understanding, where each glance, each touch, becomes a symphony of whispered emotions—an intangible treasure that enriches the tapestry of our lives, reminding us that in its embrace, we find a sanctuary of belonging and love.

The same kind of love that you felt blooming in your heart when you first looked into his eyes when he sat across from you and Noella on the first day of your second semester in the business psychology course. Pushing down the wave of nostalgia that rose from the depths of your memory, you took a deep breath and pushed off the blankets off your body the scrunched-up satin pajamas riding down as you got off the bed. Your mother was busy peering down at the garden view from your window as her peach-manicured fingers tied the curtains with their strings turning to look at you she began,

''About time you made an appointment with Antonio, Darling I am sure he can tame that unruly mane of yours''

'home sweet home' you signed to yourself and shut the bathroom door behind you with a slam.

...

As you moved towards the dining area, you can't help but linger a little on the stairs, the quiet descent through the heart of grandeur, your hands gliding through the railings. The railings, polished and timeless offering a steady guide. The soft rustling noise of feet and clicks and clatter of pots and dishes. Most probably Mathew and Martha going about their daily routine in the kitchen and the house respectively. you made a mental note to greet them after breakfast.

Your footsteps painted a rhythm on the marble, a soft cadence that harmonized with the surroundings, At the final step the chandelier overhead although unlit, swayed due to the rustling of the wind due to the open windows when you spotted your parents sitting in the patio dining. In their natural habitat, your father going through his work pad and your mother talking about anything and everything and your father listens or at least pretending to which his occasional nods and hums. You turned your direction and walked towards them. Swishing past your picture wall which contained the portal to a world once lived, each photograph, a fragment of eternity, stands as a testament to the beauty of life's moments captured, Every place bearing witness to your mother's artistry and intention and hard work in making this mansion home with her touch and love for those cherished moments, a sanctuary where the past dances with the present. Your eyes caught in your graduation picture, how long was it, 7 years or 8? A nostalgic smile played on your lips while looking at the picture of you, Noella, and Joshua, standing side by side, and Joshua's hands around Noella's waist and on your shoulders. In the embrace of friendship and love. Heart filling with reminiscence, the taste of victory, the scent of accomplishment lingering in the air like a sweet fragrance. Eyes, alight with hope and anticipation. The smiles are as radiant as the sun was on that day. A Nice day, you thought to yourself. And you made your way towards your parents.

...

Halfway through the breakfast and giving your father a little summarization of the Swiz branch, he gave you some tips and you asked him about the current scene with the resort project your father is about to start when your mother excitedly interjected,

‘Enough of you both and your business,’ she chided ‘You daughter and father always about data and strategies.’ turning her body towards you ‘ Y/N darling you won't believe who we met at the country club last week’

‘Another aspiring painter’

Making your father chuckle behind his coffee mug

your mother rolled her eyes and said,

‘No, Jeon Wooshik.’

‘And whom that would be?’

‘Your mother's childhood admirer’, your father quipped.

‘Enough of that James, I told you we were just friends.’

Now it was your father's turn to roll his eye and shake his head.

So anyway as I was saying, Wooshi was there

‘Wooshi’ your father huffed and followed by a small pout.

‘Hush James!’

‘We were golfing and as you know your father and his partner as always hooting like pigeons in the corner about any slight inconvenience in the office in call or person. I see this man constantly staring at me even though there was a woman next to him,’ shifting in her seat she reached for the coffee. Her eyes gleamed with excitement making your heart squeeze a little at her cuteness. ‘I thought why does he look so familiar? So I dismiss it and go back to my swinging practice and from the corner of my eye, I see him making his way towards me.’

‘Just get to the point kitty.’

‘And miss the best part where you almost grabbed his collar in the fit of your jealousy.’ She teased.

‘He was standing too close’, Your father defended.

‘we've been married for 35 years Jamie, It is very unbecoming if you act like a newlywed.’

It still baffles you no matter how your father tries to suppress the nickname still making his lips twitch in a smile.

‘As I was saying before I was very rudely interrupted, she shot a small glare towards your father, Wooshi and I were childhood friends he used to live next to my grandmother's house and we used to play together every summer. Fun times, So, Wooshi and His wife have a son around your age…’

‘oh No,’ The real motive of this conversation finally settling in.

‘oh yes, maybe around 3-4 years your senior’, she waved her hand in dismissal. ‘But that doesn't matter. We started talking about you, then Wooshi suggested why don’t we introduce both the kids. So your father and I invited them for dinner here at our residence this weekend, Y/n stop shaking your head. And I am warning you Before you find yourself in any unavoidable engagement for that particular time and date. I am just asking for a little acquaintance building on your side and a reunion on mine. it's not like we want you both to get married on that day itself, just get to know each other’

‘Ma this is not the Victorian era…’

‘Y/N you're about to be thirty,’ she interrupted ‘and I am not saying you need a man to establish your worth. You're a fine established and successful businesswoman. And your father and I are very proud of you, But Darling the world we live in. There are always people trying to overpower the other and we don't want the legacy that our family has built over the years with their blood, sweat, and tears to be forgotten. Times are changing but not the foundational rules of society. Marriage and its institution are and always will be a prospering proposition and there is no denying that.’

You turned to look at your father for some assistance but before your dad sadly Jamie is Kitty's husband and Before her husband, he was James L/N a businessman of the third generation. Today that point was further proven.

‘Your Mother is right, Jeon Wooshik is the owner of the JJ Group’ He informed.

‘The Same JJ's Line of Hotel and Society Housing?’

‘Yes, and right now they are eyeing the same property that I had brought under your name for their next project.’

‘But haven't you already started gathering investors for the resort project in the same land?’

‘Yes, but they are making offers that seem tempting, Their interest in the land is making the investors reluctant as JJ's have a reputation of getting the things they have set their eyes on. I hope you understand what I am trying to say, princess.’

Your parents looking at you expectantly when your mother began,

''Y/N, darling if you don't want it or are interested in someone else then we can forget this conversation and have the dinner like any other dinner we host for our friends..''

The words your mother spoke trailed off as you gathered your thoughts, the pros and cons. When the patio's door opened and Martha entered the area with a warm smile which you reciprocated, setting down your coffee in front of you, her presence offering a temporary interruption you were about to ask about her health when she handed you your phone.

‘It was continuously ringing in your room’

you looked down at the name flashing on your phone screen, sparking a quickened heartbeat, taking the phone from her hands you excused yourself from the table and went inside the house to take the call

your mother looked at your retrieving figure with curiosity and then sighed.

Isn't it a bit late there? I hope nothing happens to him,

you stood in the living area opposite the picture wall, standing beneath the chandelier, your phone cradled in your hand as you answered the call --

‘Hello’

‘Tante’ a soft small voice whimpered.

...

Savoring the delicate warmth of the teacup cradled in his hands, Wonwoo's gaze danced over the report once more, each line etching itself into his mind. The glasses perched upon his nose were adjusted with a slight push, bridging the gap between his thoughts and the words on the screen. Amidst this solitary communion with data, a gentle knock rapped upon his office door, drawing his attention from the illuminated screen.

With practiced grace, the teacup found its place, and he beckoned the visitor in. "Come in," his voice, a tone of measured authority wrapped in politeness, echoed through the room. A figure stepped inside, the interplay of light and shadow casting a cloak of maturity over his features.

"Sir, they are waiting for you in the conference room," the young man intoned, respectful deference present in his demeanor.

"Thank you, Chan. I'll be right with you," Wonwoo responded, his voice a blend of warmth and efficiency. As the door closed behind the assistant, his thoughts momentarily wandered to the past. Chan, his assistant for three years, had entered his world amidst a tempestuous encounter that had left a lasting imprint. The timidness in Chan's manner was a poignant reminder of that initial encounter—a dance between authority and trepidation.

Adjusting his attire, sleeves drawn down from his elbows and jacket secured, Wonwoo strode across the expanse of his office, a fusion of confidence and determination in every step. The coat stand yielded his navy suit jacket, and the act of buttoning it up felt like donning a shield—armor for the challenges that awaited. With purposeful strides, he approached the door, swinging it open to reveal Chan, ever the attentive shadow, iPad in hand and gaze pinned to the doorplate bearing his title.

"President, Jeon Wonwoo," it read, a reminder of the mantle he carried.

Chan, swift in his response to the door's movement, snapped to attention. His unwavering commitment to his role was evident in every gesture. The pair began their descent, elevator doors closing behind them, transporting them from the lofty heights of Wonwoo's office to the eleventh-floor realm of conferences.

Through muted corridors, they journeyed, the murmurs of voices growing clearer as they approached the conference room. "Why do we have a meeting at 8:30 in the morning?" a voice drifted from within, a question marked by a hint of exasperation.

The room's threshold was reached, and Chan orchestrated the opening, granting passage to the company's head. As Wonwoo entered, a silence fell like a tapestry settling, every gaze gravitating toward him. The resolute tap of his footsteps rang in the chamber, his presence commanding attention as he settled into his designated seat at the head of the table.

A contemplative hush was punctuated by his voice—a baritone note that resonated through the room's hush. "Because I said so," he declared, the words woven with authority and finality, the brushstrokes of a leader. "Anyone having a problem with that?" he inquired, his brows arching as if to challenge dissent.

A quick, collective response from the head manager—no defiance, only allegiance. "No sir!"

He shook his head, the subtlest of gestures to mark his acknowledgment. A silent cue and the room shifted, a choreography of souls finding seats, the conference table now their stage.

"Very well," he began, his tone a melody of tempered purpose, "Now shall we begin?" In that question, he set in motion a symphony of discussions, The air held the weight of responsibility. At the head of the table, a screen illuminated with graphs and numbers. As his eyes absorbed the lines and curves, Amidst the tide of successes a shadow emerged- A loss marked by the stark line of red that intersected the charts. The room's collective breath seemed to still as the spotlight of attention fell upon the disheartening point of descent.

A voice, poised yet tinged with a note of irate, broke the stillness,'' Can someone care to explain what exactly happened in the Westeria Society Complex" The answer to the question already known to Wonwoo, but making sure that every single person in this room is also aware of the gravity of the situation and what is this costing them and their reputation.

Wonwoo leaned forward and tilted his head, trying to catch the eye of the managing director of the Wisteria department project. ''Chan please read out the article again'' voice controlled but commanding.

Rising from his seat, in practiced efficiency he started reading out the report from his work pad, ‘1 Dead after level-4 fire broke at the 60-storey residential building Westeria Towers, at Cranberry Rd, Around noon. The fire and rescue department reached the spot soon as they received the news about the incident..’

Wonwoo raised his hand as a gesture to stop.

‘So, Mr. Kim care to explain, just after 4 months of its handing over and inauguration why was there a lack of proper fire prevention measures and equipment?’ Pushing his glasses up his nose with the forefinger and thumb ‘The JJ groups stocks have taken a hit because of this’

‘Sir’ Mr. Kim started hesitantly, ‘the police and insurance department is still investigating the situation we dont know for certain if the death was due to fire or something else’

Wonwoo was silent, the boardroom like a chamber of disappointment. Everyone looking at each other in contemplation and trying to seek a resolution.

…

By the time the meeting ended, Wonwoo felt a headache emerging when Chan walked two steps behind and quipped, ‘Your father called’

‘And?’

‘To conform with you for the dinner at the L/N’s’

‘The Diamond merchants ones?’

‘And Iron’ Chan added.

‘Aren't these the same ones under whom the Burbone Road property is’

‘Actually, it's their daughter who is the owner of that land’

‘The one my father can’t stop talking about’

‘Actually, it’s Mrs. L/N that he can’t stop talking about’ Chan mused

Wonwoon chuckled and unbutton the suit jacket, ‘much to Mama’s dismay’

‘Interesting’ leaning back in his chair, mind entertaining the idea and what can he gain from this possible union. He nodded in Chan’s direction and said ‘You know the drill’

‘I’ll have the file ready by tomorrow morning’ Chan affirmed and made his way out of the office, to make the calls and go on with the day and the additional task in hand.

…

The echo of approaching steps, the cadence of heels against the marble floor of the second floor of the silent mansion where your study is situated can be heard across the shut door. In a swift accord, there were two subtle knocks on your door.

Closing the laptop, you leaned back on your chair.

‘Enter’

The door opened and with fluid grace Rema in her 5’6ft glory entered the room, brown big doe eyes filled with anticipation. The olive suit pant complimenting her honey skin, Shoulder length golden bob adorning her heart-shaped face. With a camaraderie smile and purposeful step, she crossed the threshold and sat on the chair across from you.

‘It's been a while Ms. L/N.’

‘So as it has been Ms. Sinha’

Both of you breaking into a laugh, shaking her head she began,

‘Welcome back doll, I missed you so much! I hope you’re back for good’

‘Well that depends on how things far in Swiss you know’

‘I came as quickly as I could after your call, what's going on?’ Her eyebrows scrunch when she activates her serious mode.

You brief her about the call and the notice that arrived at your apartment in Switzerland and your mail, which you showed to your most trusted lawyer and greatest friend. She listened to every word attentively all while formulating a plan on how to kick-start the case in put the ball in your court. Considering your history Rema has been by your side at your lowest and helped you navigate your new situation after Noella and Joshua. Although you were certain that the secret that bore between you, her, and Jeonghan is still safe, one can only be assured till the time their fears become their realities and make them face the truth, the answers of which are hiding deep within them.

You were about to mention the claims Noella’s family are making when a rapt on the door interrupted,

‘Come in’

The door made a small creek noise and your assistant entered with a brown Color file and informed,

‘This is everything available about Jeon Wonwoo’

Rema who was busy eyeing Reachal snapped her gaze in your direction and mused softly.

‘Jeon Wonwoo… hmm if I am not very wrong then it’s the JJ groups Prince we’re talking about’

‘Prince’ you huffed and rolled your eyes.

Opening the file you took out the papers and pictures and skimmed through the information...You were halfway through when Rachael quipped ‘You should look at page no. 14’ her eyes gleaming with impish, a smirk playing on her pink lips.

Skipping to the page, you couldn’t help but raise your brow and a knowing smile graced your lips,

‘Well well well, what do we have here’

Rachel settled Down on the seat next to Rema, shoulders squared.

‘Good job Rachael’ Giving her a nod of acknowledgment, she gave a little bow and the smirk transformed into a proud smile. Making Rema chuckle as well, she extended her hand to learn the object of amusement. You passed her the papers, interlacing your fingers you drew a quick deep breath. When your eyes locked with Rema, you could feel the wheels turning in her head. You tilted your head slightly a dialogue going between you and her telepathically

don’t even think about it and

at cue, she raised her left brow as if saying

worth a shot.

You turned to look at Rachel and said

‘well Rach, confirm the dinner with my mother, let’s see what this Wooshi’s Woowoo is about’

The three of you share a laugh.

Yet little did you know, What Jeon Wonwoo is really about.

…

As the sun dipped beneath the horizon, the day of the long-awaited dinner arrived, casting a golden hue that painted the world in warm tones. The minimalist opulence of the dining room, adorned with intricate golden ornate designs, exuded an air of elegance. A chandelier, a cascade of crystalline stars, hung suspended, its golden glow shimmering in symphony with the gleaming decor. The room held a sense of anticipation, a canvas where stories were poised to unfold.

Earlier, Jeon Wooshik and his wife, Jeon Sunmi, graced the room with their presence, punctual in their arrival. The polished ambiance seemed to harmonize with their presence, a fitting backdrop for figures of influence. Yet, there was a noticeable absence—the JJ Group's prince, Jeon Wonwoo. Lately, he had been a touch delayed, a hint of disruption in his otherwise punctual routine.

The backdrop of the day painted a different canvas for you. Typically ensconced within the walls of the mansion's home office, today's demands necessitated your presence elsewhere. The on-site inspection of Bourbon Road loomed, accompanied by a meeting with Rema's firm's partner—a case that carried its weight of concern. A cloak of worry draped your heart, its weight a testament to the responsibilities you bore. The facade of calm you presented was a necessity, for many facets of your life remained veiled from your parents—a symphony of secrets echoing in the chambers of your heart.

Descending the stairs, your thoughts wove intricate patterns, a tapestry of worries and hidden anxieties. The doorbell's chime pierced the air, drawing your attention. Mathew, the ever-attentive presence, greeted the guest who had arrived—a man of confident stature, around 6 or 6'1 feet tall. His strides bore practiced grace, each footfall a note of purpose. Jeon Wonwoo, the embodiment of a regal presence, entered with an air of authority that whispered of his heritage. His hair, neatly combed back, revealed a single strand that resisted the arrangement, lending him an air of both maturity and defiance. The glasses perched on his nose amplified his features, a detail that underscored his experience and poise.

Mathew, the courteous guide, led him towards the sitting area where your parents were seated. But as he traversed the room, his gaze caught upon you—the woman standing at the stairs' threshold. A pause, a moment frozen in time, marked his recognition of your presence. The gleam of the chandelier cast a luminous reflection upon the room, illuminating your presence like a hidden gem unveiled.

As he veered towards you, each step seemed to be orchestrated by destiny itself. His confident demeanor bore a charming smile, an invitation extended through his expression. The practiced politeness your mother had advised for the evening found its form as you extended your hand, meeting his for a handshake. A mere whisper of pressure conveyed acknowledgment, a ritual of introduction performed with grace.

His voice, a symphony of introductions, resonated. "Jeon Wonwoo, Jeon Wooshik's son, or as your mother calls him, Wooshi." A playful lilt danced upon his lips as he spoke, and you couldn't help but allow a subtle smile to grace your own. Your introduction, delivered with a touch of humor, mirrored the familiar banter. "Y/N, L/N Kiaori's daughter, or as your father calls her, Kiki." His chuckle echoed the shared jest, a dance of camaraderie that bridged the gap between unfamiliarity and rapport.

The brief exchange of hands lingered in memory as he offered you an assessing gaze—an appraisal that extended beyond the surface. As his eyes traced your form, it felt as if layers were being unwound, your essence laid bare to his scrutiny. With a discerning tone, he remarked, "The shade blue never looked so good Ms.L/n. But as a businesswoman yourself, I am certain you must have done your research on me." The edge of cockiness in his words was met with a tone brimming with amusement. "Thank you for the compliment Mr.Jeon, Yes I like to test the waters before jumping in. And if I am not very wrong, then I can expect that you have done the same."

Your exchange brimmed with unspoken nuances, the tension of the upcoming engagement palpable. "You're aware why we're gathered here, right?" he inquired. The understanding between you two was an undercurrent, one that held layers beyond the surface. "Yes," you affirmed, a touch of solemnity in your voice, "and I have no intention of entertaining it beyond this evening. Now, if you'll excuse me…"

"Ouch, that's a bit harsh, Ms. L/N," his words held a hint of challenge, a subtle invitation to spar in the arena of words. Yet, you moved away, your steps graceful, your resolve unswayed. Walking towards the seating area, you glanced back, your head tilting in mock acknowledgment, "I don't want to be a hurdle between you and your darling Mrs. Eleanor Calder. I'm pretty sure she's doing a shoddy job hiding your NDA, or rather, PDA." The contours of his smile shifted, a change in demeanor that was imperceptible to most.

And then, he moved—a calculated approach that brought him within intimate proximity. The air around him carried an intoxicating allure, the magnetism of his presence weaving an enchanting spell. His voice, a low rumble, reached your ears as his lips grazed the air near your ear, his words meant only for you. "We all have our vices, Ms. L/N. Just like your bastard you hide in Switzerland… away from everyone. What's his name, ah, Noel Hong?" The world seemed to slow, your heart's rhythm matching the staccato of your thoughts. How could he know? The revelation stirred a tempest of emotions within you, each wave crashing against the fortress you had built.

His words continued each syllable a calculated echo that resonated within you. "Don't worry, your secret's safe with me… at least, for the time being." As he resumed his path towards the seating area, his steps seemingly unaffected, your mind whirred with realization. A single word, a symphony of emotions—fuck. The weight of his knowledge lay heavy upon your shoulders, a shadow that loomed even amidst the golden opulence of the room.

tbc...

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psychospore · 1 year

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In a different light

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Summary: Loki confesses his love as he takes care of you after you barely survived your recent mission.

Pairing: Loki x Agent!reader

Word count: 985

Warnings: fluff, mentions of injuries, suggestive innuendos if you squint.

─── ⋅ ∙ ∘ ☽ ༓ ☾ ∘ ⋅ ⋅ ───

Having Loki around in the Avengers tower feels like walking on eggshells for you. Despite your constant bantering with him, you never let your guard down around him knowing full well what he's capable of. All of this seems contradictory to your crush on him.

You were on heightened alert when he's around but you still crave his presence in his absence. You enjoyed how he keeps you on the edge with his witty mind and his smugness against the rest of the team.

One day, you went on a solo mission to infiltrate HYDRA and steal information. You barely made it out alive after a huge-scale scuffle with the agents there.

Your vision darkened as you walk towards the Avenger's tower. You saw a familiar figure running towards you just before you passed out in exhaustion. You bit your gashed lip, a taste of iron from the blood. The last thing you felt was a faint scent of wood and pine as you slumped into the arms of your rescuer.

You did not know how long you were knocked out but you were expecting a sore body and a throbbing headache. Unexpectedly, you don't feel that way - you felt no pain, part of you thinking you might be dead, as you flutter your eyes open when you felt someone gently tugging on your hand.

"Glad to know you've finally woken from your deep slumber, agent," Loki's sweet velvety voice spoke as he wraps a clean bandage on your hand and wrist.

Slightly alarmed by his presence, you tried propping yourself up but your energy has not quite returned yet so you ended up squirming.

"Where's everybody?" You asked.

"Fury called them for an urgent mission, it's just us here, darling" he answered, never breaking his gaze toward you.

Your brows furrowed at the thought of being alone with him. But you were more curious about what has happened, why he decided to help you out this time.

"what happened? How long was I out?"

"It's been 3 days now, love. You passed out and thank the Norns I caught you before you hit your head on the floor," he chuckled.

"you helped me? Why?" you questioned.

"Would it be so out of character for me to help out my most favorite agent?" He grinned

"kinda," you faintly smiled "I just didn't find you to be someone who would do such things to other people"

"oh, I don't. Just you. I wouldn't have someone to banter with if you die"

"ain't that a sucker. How did you do it? I don't feel pain" you asked as you started getting comfortable being in his presence, seeing him in a different light.

"Mother taught me healing magic. Not that I need to use it often. You were battered and bruised and the best I could do is take it away. Although some of your wounds need more care so I just ended up wrapping them in bandage"

"thank you, Loki. You also managed to bring me to my room," you thanked him.

"I knew you would prefer it that way. I made you some food too if you'd like," was he blushing? You asked yourself.

You raised a brow, why was he doing this all of a sudden? But you were extremely grateful for his gesture. "That would be splendid,"

He brought you a warm meal that you chowed down out of hunger as he sat beside your bed. You finished the meal in no time, and you were pleased to know he's not that bad of a cook.

"Thanks for the meal, Loki. But really - why are you doing all of this?" You asked, thinking there might be some sort of hidden agenda behind it.

"if you must insist, agent -" he stopped for a while as you await a witty response from him.

"I've been keenly interested in you for a while now. There's nothing more to it than a sincere gesture of my care for you, love" he responded, leaning closer. He sat on your bed beside you, sweeping a stray lock of hair away from your face and tucking it behind your ear.

You blushed, you did not expect him to feel the same way about you. You felt vulnerable with his touch grazing the side of your face.

"May I?" His warm breath whispered in your ear, pulling away slightly after to see your reaction to his question as he looked at you intently. His warm cupping your cheek. You responded with a meek nod.

He drew closer and his lips gently crashed against yours. You felt your core heating up as you exchanged kisses, both of your tongues intertwining with each other in a slow and sensual motion. You broke the kiss as you searched for air.

"I swear to the Norns, if only you weren't hurt, I could have taken you already," he whispered.

"I guess that would have to wait until I'm all fixed up then, but that would mean everyone will be back by that time," you retorted, grinning from ear to ear.

"you cheeky - I swear by that time, I'll make sure they hear you scream my name as it echoes throughout the building,"

Your face turned beet red at the thought of him making love to you.

"but for now, you rest and get better. You will need all the energy you have to keep up with me all night" he declared, planting a kiss on your forehead.

You pouted in disappointment but you look forward to when that time comes.

You shuffle under the covers to make yourself comfortable as you decide to drift off to sleep again.

"rest well, my love. I love you. I'll see you in the morning," he made a quick peck on your lips before he made his exit.

"I love you too," you lazily answered as your eyes grew heavy.

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nogenderbee · 11 months

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Hi! This might be a little weird of a request (I don’t know how logic works 😀) but could we get Xiao, scara, and Heizou (or literally anyone else) with a reader with a ghost type ability..like they can just randomly disappear and walk through walls?

It's not weird, it's actually pretty interesting! So it's easy to say that I enjoyed it as I like to write for all characters here! So I hope you enjoy this one just as much as I did <3

Xiao, Wanderer, Heizou with ghost skills!reader

TagList: @bleachtheidiot @miya-akane

TW: swearing (only in Wanderers part)

⊱ Xiao was just shocked, like are you a demon or something?!

⊱ he probably tried defeating you because he thought you were a demon, so you either will have to explain yourself or know him before you show your abilities to avoid this fight

⊱ alright but let's assume he knew you before and it's just first time when he sees your abilities

⊱ man is stunned, he doesn't know if you just died on his eyes or if he's dreaming... so he takes his anger and confusion on all the monsters around

⊱ alright but please just comofrt him, he just had literalt heart attack, just hug him and assure him that you're not dead, and explain to him how your abilities work

⊱ now he's just amazed by you, how can a mortal have these kind of abilities? he asks himself and then, he starts to think that you may not fully a mortal after all...

⊱ but then he sees your inguries and he quickly realizes that you are mortal after all so he's still scared fo your well being when you fight

⊱ although he has to admit that he's less worried about you now, since he knows you can make yourself transparent and enemies won't have any way to attack you

"I still don't understand how you can do that while being a mortal... no, don't explain it to me. But I recommend you to not use your abilities in front of funeral parlor girl. Yeah, Hu Tao."

⊱ alright so when Wanderer first saw it, he pretended to brush it off and act like it's nothing but deep inside he didn't knew if he felt amaze or frightend by your abilities

⊱ if you try to show him your skills, he'll just say that you should stop showing off but please go on and he'll finally break and admi he thinks they're cool

⊱ definitely remembers that and will ask you to scare some people if he will desire

⊱ after some time, he definitely thinks if you might got it from some ghost or if you can go to world of afterlife for at least a second

⊱ probably walks to your side more often to observe your skills in action even if he's excuse to do so is that 'your ailities won't do anything good in a fight and you need help'

⊱ basically he's just like a secret admirer but about your skills, he's not much jealous but he does think you look cool while using them

⊱ try scaring him by suddenly appearing in the wall, I guarantee he'll jump slightly before blushing and truning his face away from you while refusing to admit that he DID got scared

"Are you fucking stupid? I didn't got scared! No way that you can be scary... No! I don't think you're cute! ... I know it... I said nothing, idiot!"

⊱ when Heizou sees your abilities in action, he couldn't be more interested in you joke, he can be and he can prove it

⊱ but he really just have so much questions... Do you connect to someone from afterlife? What if it's just an illusion? Can you see ghosts? Can you see, talk or summon someone from afterlife? he doesn't know but he's about to find out!

⊱ whenver he hears you're going on exploration, to do quests or especially clear some places, he'll tag along and mostly observe while still helping out, he doesn't want you to get uncomofrtable

⊱ but he definitely got a heart attack when you first disappeared, you had to show back again or else he'd get whole searching group guess Aether won't be alone in finding missing person... SORRY

⊱ after he collects enough answers by just observing, he'll move onto asking you some questions after making sure you're comfortable with that

⊱ if not tho, he'll still do it but more secretly, he'll really just try to put it into a normal question you can get on daily basis but well... it turns out slightly suspicious which is still suprisingly good formed

⊱ your abilities are really one big mystery to him and he as the best detective in Inazuma is about to figure out every single little fact about them

"Don't worry about it, dear traveler. I simply want to understand how can you become transparent in such a short time... Are you sure you're even human?"

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misc-obeyme · 7 months

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give me your barb thoughts. ive been filling your poor inbox with satan thoughts with no consideration of your own preferences </3 (not like that'll stop me though. satan content is difficult to find out here)

Oh, anon. I must say I truly don't mind receiving Satan thoughts. I'm quite fond of him, too! And really, I enjoy talking about all the characters. So please continue to send me all the thoughts you like!

Now if you really want my Barbatos thoughts... well... I've written a few essays about him at this point lol. I have so many thoughts about him all the time, it's hard to narrow it down so everything I write about him ends up being ridiculous paragraphs of text.

Though it's interesting to think how he'd feel about it if he knew some rando was out here writing a ton about him. Like imagine him coming to life and reading all my posts and fics about him. I would die an agonizing death... probably from overheating due to blushing so hard.

And although I would be supremely embarrassed, I kinda think Barbatos would be flattered, you know? I don't think he sees himself as this amazing mysterious demon that people swoon over. I think he just sees himself as a butler. And maybe he has a bit of a past where he was a little more chaotic and he knows he's powerful, but he's also just taking care of everybody all the time.

Lucifer is also powerful, but he isn't about to let anyone forget it. Diavolo is powerful, too, and he kind of has to display it due to his position.

But Barbatos? He's like I'm just a butler. Don't mind me. And then when he uses his power it's like what the-?! And most of the time he only uses it when someone asks. (Generally Diavolo.)

It's the restraint. He's like that about almost everything, including his feelings. The only thing he doesn't restrain himself from is cleaning, especially if there's a you-know-what involved.

And especially his feelings. And I love the idea that his feelings for MC are actually quite strong and deep, but MC doesn't know it unless they sort of pull it out of him. Because he's always going to step back and let others fill that place for MC before himself.

So I like the idea of MC being like, no way am I going to let you keep this all to yourself. Because I think underneath it all, Barbatos is just as passionate and romantic as every one else. Maybe even more.

Oops okay okay we're not quite at essay length but this is still kinda long lol! Thank you for asking, I'm always happy to talk about Barbatos all day every day!

#I already have ideas for another long fic with him #but I've also got ideas for one for Solomon #and my oc lol #but I gotta get through the tober stuff first anyway #ahh I just have too many ideas #obey me #obey me nightbringer #obey me barbatos #om barbatos #barbatos obey me #anon asks #misc answers

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namkooktyddys · 8 months

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A TALE OF TIME - MYG

# DISCLAIMER FOR THE READERS:

1) This fanfiction named 'A Tale Of Time' is just a fictional work meant purely for entertainment purposes and does not intend to discriminate, judge or hurt feelings of any individual or group.

2) It's purely based on my imagination and has nothing to do with reality. Don't even compare it. I don't intend to harm any idols image in this book. Please stop taking stuff seriously and personally.

3) Credits to the rightful owners of all the images and GIFs I've used in the same. I do not own any of the characters in the story. All the characters are either living or fictional.

4) Any similarity of the characters and the incidents (other than BTS members) in the fanfiction with any living or dead person is purely coincidental.

5) You can't really judge any of the characters of the story. Slut, whore, manwhore, bitch or any other profanities. I am intolerant to such degradation. I'll be taking action against such derogatory comments.

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7) This story is written by me and if you find it written somewhere else, please let me know immediately Borahomies

8) This fanfiction contains the following sensitive contents:

× Swearing

× Violence

× Angst

× Smut

× Mentions of Self - Harm

× Other Pairings

If you can't take these, I recommend you to leave this book right now.

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Note:

This Fanfiction is my original work. You may not find it much interesting and even think of it as a dull, boring, repetitive, slow, draggy, extra-deep, sleepy and lengthy work.

It's totally fine. You all have variety in your tastes and it's absolutely alright. Plus I'm a noob. It would be so kind of you if you bare me till the end.

I don't tolerate hate so you can mute me or block me but DO NOT REPORT MY BOOK OR MY ACCOUNT!!!

He's so damn cute I can't sksjsksjksskkjcmdjfkekwk! Yes! That's my bias who dissed the whole music industry, looking like a literal baby!

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anewp0tat0 · 10 months

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hey so who are your favourite characters in black butler? like a top ten or something

heyyyy thanks for asking! sure, always nice to cover the basics. ofc this will probably not be surprising to anyone who's heard me rant for a while now, but I'll explain it anyway.

top 3 first:

1. Ciel: an atrocious guy with very little social personality, and one of the best written protagonists I've personally read. I'm just really into digging through this guy's brain, and when he isn't destroying people he's doing things that end up being funny.

2. Sebastian: another well written protagonist, despite the fact that we know absolutely nothing about him other than the fact that his personality is "cats, I'm better than everyone, except for agni maybe". I remember in my first year in the fandom a friend and I had a like 2 hour long text conversation about how much we hated and loved Sebastian. terrible guy, couldn't have the series without him, leaves a lot to think about.

3. Grelle: she's just as if not more atrocious than the last 2 cause she made these awful decisions herself, but that doesn't stop me from respecting her work ethic and just thinking she's awesome in general. and aside from how cool she looks, I think her inner thoughts and relationships with her coworkers is so curious, there is a lot to explore here. compelling character for me.

and following:

4. Elizabeth: she's one of the purest characters out there and she is so complex. a good amount of people hate her or just find her annoying for whatever reason, but I think the trend here is that the more flawed the character is the better. she's trying so hard to please everyone. probably one of the most relatable characters in her own way.

5. Soma: the source of joy in my life, God I wish he was my friend. he and Agni are basically equal in my ranking, I think they're just the kid mentor duo, but unfortunately only one of them has the chance to keep developing... ;;;^;;;

6. Agni: "agni" was good every day of his life until the end. the only thing he did wrong was out of loyalty for Soma, Sebastian should be jealous of him cause he is all the butler that Sebastian will never be. plus he just cries sometimes and I respect that.

7. Ronald: this is such a fun guy, and yet I am capable of having long conversations about him and everything that he could have possibly been through, it has been done. his workplace dynamic is perfect. everyone needs a Ron.

8. Finny: another pure being, he's such an interesting and honestly rare character, I don't often see other people like him in media, so obviously he's interesting. he's one of the only characters in kuro who have deep trauma and yet doesn't act negatively on it, either because he's unable to comprehend it at length or because his love and positivity for all things is just stronger. also he's Ciel's big bro fr.

9. Meyrin: she's awesome, Hollywood and feminists alike wish they were able to write a strong female character like her😏 she's freakishly powerful and one of the most feminine people out there, and she deserves that after what she's been through. I will never stop supporting her, she's everyone's big sis and she's adorable.

10. Bard: proud dad to all the servants, he's the wacky beer uncle that we all wish we had. he's conservative but just give him some time cause he does care about people and what makes them happy.

hope this satisfies you and doesn't completely contradict your own list of favorites! have a good day

#my asks #thanks for the ask!#kuroshitsuji #black butler

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tonberry-yoda · 2 years

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why hawks is the worst character in MHA - an essay :)

Good morning folks! I am absolutely over hawks ngl. lmao. I hand wrote this beautiful essay a while back and thought i'd post it here, so please enjoy my hawks slander!

WARNING!

There are a lot of major spoilers for the manga in here, so if you are not caught up, don't read if you don't want any spoilers.

Alright, let's get this going lol

Hawks, or Keigo Takami as some of you may know him is SO OVERRATED FOR THE ABSOLUTE TRASHBAG HE IS!!!

Hawks, the #2 hero in Japan, Tokoyami's (really bad, might I add) mentor, a spy for the heroes, blah, blah, blah. He may sound like an okay character and I will admit that at first, he was very interesting. A character who is meant to be a spy and practically join the villains sounds AWESOME! But to call Hawks a hero, especially a highly ranked hero only makes what he does 10x worse.

I want to start off simply with his introduction. Hawks is introduced as a cocky young dude who wants heroes to relax. He is shown as a very talented hero who can do a lot of things in one sitting. Not bad, right? You're probably asking at this point why I don't like him. Well, I promise, it gets worse.

After being introduced as this amazing hero, he is shown as a spy who is getting info on the League of Villains and the Meta Liberation Army. He does his job by working with Dabi and "spreading the name of the MLA" by giving Endeavor (the #1 hero) an annotated copy of an MLA book with secret codes to get Endeavor to help stop the MLA and LoV. Not too bad, of course it's not, it sounds good. But just you wait.

While spying on the LoV, Hawks needed to gain Dabi's trust. How does he do this? By killing a hero, of course! Does Hawks kill a hero? No. But he takes the practically lifeless body of a recovering Best Jeanist (the #3 hero) and stuffing it in a bag to show Dabi. This obviously isn't great, but he was doing what he had to do for his country or whatever, so I'll let it slide.

But this.

THIS IS WHAT BOILS MY BLOOD ABOUT THIS MAN!

But first, I want to mention a very important rule for all heroes: you cannot kill anyone unless absolutely necessary!

So, on that note, I want to talk about Twice, or Jin Bubaigawara.

Jin is a member of the LoV, but I have never once associated this man with villainy. Ever. And here's why:

1.) He never kills anyone in the entire series

2.) He loves everyone he works with and is willing to do anything for them

3.) He does nothing but try to find his true self throughout the entire series and even ends up doing it

Jin and Hawks end up becoming friends when Hawks joins the league. They talk about some super deep stuff and Jin easily trusts Hawks.

In the war arc, as Tomura is busy fighting heroes and all the other villains are trying to help Tomura, Jin and Hawks are left alone. Hawks asks Jin to join the heroes as he believes that Jin has a lot of potential. Jin, after thinking for a moment, refuses. He sees the LoV as family and wants to be there for them. After this refusal, Hawks asks for a fight, which Jin also refuses. Jin didn't want to hurt a friend. Hawks didn't want to deal with anymore refusals and villains though, so he grabbed one of his feathers and KILLED JIN!! LIKE BRO WHAT?!?!?!

After that, Dabi finds his dead friend and burns Hawks' wings off. Well deserved if you ask me.

And if that wasn't bad enough, after Hawks recovers, he is still considered an amazing hero and is allowed to help with the villain situation after the war arc.

Hawks killed an innocent man for NO REASON and still got praised for it. I think he is an awful man and anyone who simps for him should... stop simping, simply.

He doesn't deserve to be a hero, let alone the #2 hero.

RIP Jin. And I'll attack Hawks even if it is only through words.

Thank you for coming to my TedTalk, have a wonderful day and don't forget to stay hydrated! <3

#hawks #mha hawks #hawks slander #mha hawks slander #essay #mha #my hero acedamia #my hero academia hawks #league of villains #rant

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So it looks they’re full steam ahead with the Snow show? I for one am not interested in a show where Jon wallows in his man pain.

It does! I doubt I’ll watch the show (I didn’t watch HOTD either), but to me, the only way to make a good Jon show is to delve deep into the mess that s7-8 made of him and make him suffer the fallout in order to eventually bring him to the other side. If they depicted him as untroubled after the massacre in KL, after betrayal, after murder, it would be ooc? I don't understand the fandom's hand wringing over killing a tyrant (please, it's been years, she massacred countless women and children, burned them alive, of course she had to be stopped), but also, Jon carries a lot of shame, so it would be weird to not write him feeling that now too imo.

Just because it was necessary and right (something he would of course know intellectually but it takes much longer to feel that to be true), doesn't mean he wouldn't feel like a monster until he's processed things. If it’s just Jon being sad because he killed the mass murdering tyrant be allegedly loved, gross, but there’s a lot more there to be explored. In GoT, they didn't give him a real storyline about the impact of dying and being resurrected, he spoke of it with Davos and then they went on. They didn’t really let him hash out parentage reveal either. They didn't let him deal with the fact that he was complicit with the burning of KL....there are so many things I would love to have his feelings fleshed out on! So, I guess that’s where we differ. I’d love to have a show where what happened had consequences for the characters emotionally. That’s exactly what I care about. It’s all I write about in my post canon fics 😂

Obviously, there would be more to the show, an actual plot, but my disinterest is due to the romanticization of Dany/Targs that HBO seems dedicated to, not because I’m disinterested in Jon working through shit and finding a way to be at peace. That’s something I care about a lot.

I’ll try to remember to tag anything related to the sequel “Jon Show” in case you want to filter, anon. <3

#dot chat #jon show #< tag to filter

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grapecaseschoices · 1 year

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As many as you like of the following: Band name, Training, Performance, Tattoo, and Development, please? One for each of your Infamous MCs? I could not decide who to send which to ahhhhhh but I’m ready to eat >:)

LMAO. I read this wrong and I did all of this for Ori. And was prepared to do all of this for all of them but it got long.

So, just have Ori for now. I guess later I'll answer this as you had originally requested wertrew <3 sorry!!

Band name: How did they and the others come up with the band name? Has the name changed since it was founded?

Seven figured the best way to lure Ori into a band and past their insecurities is to make it gym related. Like finding an abandoned cat under a dumpster. Pspspsp.

Half joking. A theme was noticed lol in all of Ori's suggestions. And they were cool with rolling with it. He was very excited when they did. Their original name was 'Leg Days'.

Training: How did they learn to sing? Have they had any formal training? How do they continue to maintain and develop their singing voice?

Ori's parents are trash. And he spent a lot of time growing up with his grandparents. They both can sing very well. His grandmother did choir well into college but his grandfather is completely untrained (or as far as Ori knows). His nana taught him some stuff. And when she died, a way of bonding with his gruff grandfather was aimlessly practicing those stuff while they worked on projects.

I'm sure Orion has sent Ori more formal videos, and Ori sometimes watches them to please Orion. But he's not that into them. His nana's ways are tried and true.

Performance: What are they thinking and feeling while they’re performing? How do they act on stage?

What are they thinking? 'Don't throw up. Don't throw up. Don't throw up.' I guess it could be said that Ori still has a flavor of stage fright. But he loves sharing the moment with his friends -- so he focuses on that.

He burns off the nerves by being a clown. Not literally. He's definitely jumping up and down, engaging his fellow bandmates, feeding off the crowd and doing his best to return the appreciation that they give out. Though, he WOULD like to be a clown on stage for real (one day. ONE DAY! He's gonna juggle. And not even Orion will stop him. Well, maybe.)

Tattoo: Did they keep the tattoo with Seven’s initials? Why/why not? What was that decision/execution process like? (Bonus: What do they think of Seven keeping their tattoo?)

It was quite simple. Ori is quite simple. There was no deep decisioning or weighing. Seven is his best friend and she will always be his best friend. He will always love her, that's it. (That's a touch more complicated -- they're not sure. They're hopeful, but given their luck in life and how Seven has been acting, maybe Seven forgot to take it off [ha, Seven?] Or wants to hurt them.)

Development: Ori is an oc I created for an RP that I was in but I didn't get to play (if you wanna creep his app and og pinboard <3). I was a kick, and sorta still am, to play a character type/personality I haven't before/in a while. Gymbro who is "simple"/straightforward and is treated as a failure/sees himself as one yet who is still unrelentingly kind cropped up. I was also really inspired by the AJR song 100 Bad Days, that I had been playing on loop back then.

Since I've never played Ori before, he's still a work in project. One thing I'm looking forward in developing is how honest yet stalwart he is. He's a mess but he's a lot more steady than he gives himself credit -- or maybe responsible is the better word. It really cropped up in that moment he gestured for Gigi (HIS HERO!!!) to face forward while annoucements were being. It will be interesting to see that grow and be pushed against when faced with characters like Gigi, Blake, and Seven's Rage (which, yes is it's own character)

Lala

Bethany Josnel

Alana

#roxaro #meet my ocs #my infamous mcs #infamous ask game #grapecase answers #coming up with these answers as i respond #meet my infamous mcs #oc: ori zhou

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Hi Cherry ❣️

Just wanted to let you know that you're a very talented writer, and everyone on here loves your fics, me included of course. Just in case you may doubt yourself honey 🥰🥺

So far I've read every single one of your Billy Hargrove fics and to say that you're one of my favorite Billy writers is an understatement. Up and Out is a personal favorite to be honest, it holds a special place in my heart. 🥺♥️ It's so rare to find Billy writers on here, most people misunderstand him, even fans and many Billy writers. Wether it be a Billy fan or a Billy hater, he is always seen as either :

a) a horrible abusive being who deserved everything that happened to him. Like for real, some people truly have no empathy for abuse victims, Billy isn't abusive, he is a victim who lashes out, there is a huge gap between the two. Of course lashing out at others isn't the way to go, but I strongly believe that Billy doesn't want to do any of that either, he feels deeply guilty for things he isn't responsible for (like his mother leaving him with his abusive dad) or for things that are beyond his control due to his overactive hypervigilence and trauma responses.

or b) the sex symbol. Like seriously, I know he is beautiful and all, but he is still a teenager. He should not be sexualized the way most people do on here. I rarely ever come across a fic that doesn't depict him as a sex icon. Yes, he is gorgeous, we all know that. Yes, he is hypersexual, we know that. But that's not ALL he is. He is SO MUCH MORE than that. And people forget that his hypersexual behavior is probably the result of some trauma. I feel like he secretly really wants affection, love, hugs and cuddles and validation. He is just too afraid to show the slightest ounce of vulnerability.

or c) the repressed gay sex symbol. Like. Okay, to each their own. But seriously. Him not showing affection towards the girls we saw him with (like Vicky and Tina for example) doesn't mean he isn't interested in women. It means he is a scarred traumatized young boy who doesn't know how to express affection in a healthy way. Just like Jim Hopper. They share some many similarities, it's just insane. Anyways, that's a just a thought.

Damn, I'm so sorry for my rambling, I got carried away. 😅 Thank you for giving us a more accurate representation of Billy Hargrove. ❣️ We need it. Please don't stop what you're doing. 🤍💕 You're talented, always remember that Cherry.🌷

you know what we're NOT gonna do? apologize to Cherry for sending her a message of ANY length! i adore your guys' messages, so, whether you write me 3 words, 10 words, 30, or 500, i'm really jazzed to read them all. welcome to my heart, poppet, i'm so very happy you're here to share with. thank you so so so much for the compliments and support! you sweetie pie, cutie patootie!

i feel like i rarely get conversations anymore, it's all requests; so this was a nice change of pace 'cause you're looking really deep into a character that had incredible potential, so it's really cool to form your own thoughts, ideas, emotions.

i think you made some interesting points about Billy's character. but in all honesty, he's such an ambiguous character that i like the idea that he's versatile; so there's no "wrong" Billy. but i appreciate you saying i represent him - he's a fun character to write for 'cause, again, he's versatile and anything goes for Billy Boy.

however, i want to remind you and anyone else of something.

YES, victims themselves can ALSO in turn become ABUSERS. it's a righteously toxic cycle. you know the phrase, "monkey see, monkey do?" it's very much similar to that. children see what mommy and daddy do, so they think it's acceptable behavior until someone later in life corrects them. but then there's also that phrase, "you can't teach an old dog new tricks," so even if you were correct them, odds are, the lesson isn't going to stick because they're conditioned to believe, think, act, feel a certain way. the way the abusers programmed them to be.

it's a concept that i, myself, am still trying to learn. let me explain: i have an older sister who was abused by our mother and the first chance she got, she moved out. their relationship is MUCH better now, but it took years of therapy for my sister to cope with all that had been said and done. however, in therapy, she came to terms with the fact that our mother had been abused by her mother - our grandmother - who had been abused by HER mother - our great-grandmother.

my sister had to teach herself that this cycle was not a reflection on her as a person or as a daughter, but rather this was a generational curse that dates back way-back-when. so while it's like, yeah, our mother was abused by our grandmother, that still doesn't excuse 100% of what my mother did or said to my sister. see what i mean? yeah, my mother's a victim, but she didn't just continue the cycle of abuse but fanned the flames - marking her as an abuser, too. it's not her fault, it's not grandma's fault, it's not great-grandma's fault - it's a societal behavior that has never been kind to women in basically any culture, religion, region, tradition. however this doesn't mean we get to excuse abuse; accountability still needs to be held, wounds need to be healed, and justice needs to be shelled out.

Billy is still a kid, he's excused because he truly doesn't know right from wrong, but it's important to me that i reiterate that my writings are MEANT to romanticize toxic men and relationships. you should not entertain things that are not good for you, things that make you sick, things that cause harm - you do not deserve that kind of turmoil. please stay safe.

again, Billy is meant to be romanticized - but your real life situation is NOT to be. you are all so very special to me, i want you all to stay safe and know that should anyone need it, i'm here for any chat.

all of my love and all of my forehead kisses 🖤

( ps if you're wondering how my sister got abused and i didn't, i guess my mother didn't have the time because i was diagnosed at a young age with rare medical conditions that have kept me in and out of the hospital for over a decade. so maybe 'cause God was tryna unalive me, my ma didn't think to abuse me in the way she did my sister, but trust and believe, i had my fair share of bullshit )

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when other fics are not hitting i think about honeymouthed and how if this was published there would be so many networks begging to make a series of it. and then, after years of finding and dropping networks because "that Donghyuck didn't look right", "why do all the scripts suck", "what do you mean you want to build a studio i want the real thing"... it takes years because you're a perfectionist (but truly you were just scared and procrastinating giving someone else permission to touch your baby) it finally happens

so definitely the vale would be season 1. and oof! i can't believe that ends with Mark's huge fuck up. but it also ends with a choice. everyone is sick and #hatingithere but so amazed at how well and true to the book everything was portrayed

then we have the second season, kicked off with the interlude as the first episode, and then with the last five to 10 minutes of the episode I'm picturing just setting the scene at Robyn, it's very confusing if you didn't read the books because what's going on and we're not at the vale and why is mark doing construction work? but the first episode of the 2nd season ends with a reveal of Donghyuck lazing on Mark's sofa like a cat with a glass of wine in his hands, final sentence of course is Donghyuck sassing mark. twitter would go wild. "HE STAYED😭😭😭" trending for days even tho people read it years earlier in the books🤭🤭🤭 it's an agonizing week waiting for the second episode to air, confirm that yes, Donghyuck stayed and is at Robyn with his ashamed husband

But please this network knows how to keep people on their toes. The second episode is actually a deep dive into the characters and storyline up until this point. It's a whole 2-3 hour special. The actors, writers, directors, set and costume designers, and of course you, fill in the blanks, talk about preparations and how overwhelmed you were at the support, the pressure, and how excited you are that people are still interested🤭🤭 cheesy I know but leave me alone.

Please let me know if you want to hear how the season 2 plays out (lol). This daydream is long and recurring and an unstoppable force.

PLEASE LOL CONTINUE DON'T EVER STOP

#fic: hm #little blossoms #ask

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author-a-holmes · 2 years

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MC Prior Relationship History Tag Game

Thanks and Kudos to @mjjune for the fun new tag game!

The Rules

The idea is to briefly (or not) describe what kinds of intimate relationships (platonic, romantic, sexual, or otherwise) your MCs have had PRIOR TO THE BOOK STARTING. Have they had their hearts ripped out before jumping into your fluffy romance? Are they aro/ace and have never been in a long-term relationship before? I WANNA KNOW...

And thank you for the tag, @faelanvance . I actually really love this whole concept, and you've given me a great opportunity to talk about character backstory... sooo, I'm going to do a few posts covering a couple of characters at a time.

I'll schedule the posts over the next few weeks.

For now, I'm gonna do this one on Lizzy Hail and Booker Reed.

For context, the fey society is very free with their physical relationships, but incredibly shut down towards emotional relationships.

This is because fey can die from a broken heart. So physicality between people is seen as something fun, and enjoyable, and pleasurable, but they put no more weight on it than going out for a meal with a friend, or going to the cinema at the weekend.

For fey, it's the emotional side of a relationship that holds weight, and importance, and relevance.

With that in mind, prior to the start of Changeling...

Lizzy

Lizzy has had no romantic or sexual partners prior to the start of Changeling.

Her lack of wings means that she's seen as strange, and other, and most people avoid her, at best. Booker is her only friend, and they're more like siblings.

Lizzy would say that it's not something she's interested in, but way down deep, (pushed beneath the years of hurt), companionship, trust, and affection, is something Lizzy really craves. It's not something she's ever likely to find in Arbaon, however, as she feels a need to know and trust someone, before she could open herself up emotionally, or physically.

The casualy nature of fey physical relationships makes her desire for connection something else that's othering.

She doesn't begrudge Booker his liasons, but she also can't understand how he, or any of the fey, let someone that physically close, when they don't know or trust a partner emotionally.

Booker

Booker has had two or three sexual relationships prior to the start of Changeling, but due to his friendship with Lizzy, he's an outcast by association.

That doesn't stop him from flirting with everyone, just to see how far they'll go. He's fully aware most, if not all, of his encounters have been fuelled by their curiosity about his connection to Lizzy, but he keeps Lizzy protected and the moment any sexual partner begins to question him about her, he drops them.

As for an emotional relationship, it's something Booker actively shies away from, more than most fey. While all fey know they can die from a broken heart, and tend to avoid emotional connections for this reason, Booker has experianced the process of dying from a broken heart before.

When his parents died, he was left to spiral into his grief, and it was only Lizzy's mum, Madeline, who saved him. He has no desire to experiance than again, and so the moment any kind of emotional softening happens towards someone, his instinct is to run.

It took a long time for him to accept Lizzy as a friend, letting anyone else in deeper than that is always going to be a challenge for Booker.

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Tagging forward, with no pressure, to; @blind-the-winds @athena-anna-rose @afoolandathief and @queen-kass-the-writer

Also anyone else who wants to grab it and join in (But tag me so I can see please! <3)

#Prior Relationship History Tag Game #Writeblr #Writeblr Community #Writeblr Tag Game #Tag Game #Writing #Writing Community #Writing Tag Game #Original Characters #Worldbuilding #Character Backstory #Lizzy Hail #Booker Reed #Lila Isabelle Hail #Changeling #Ari Speaks #Arista Speaks #Ari Writes #Arista Writes

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we-pay-for-everything · 2 years

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Oh my gosh, I LOVE what you pointed out about how Elena's martyrdom was not just an indicator of how wonderful she is but actually a sign of her darkness - how part of her no longer valued her life as highly, secretly wanted it to be over and felt like she should have died when her parents did. You're right that she's a more layered, cerebral and interesting character than she's given credit for. She feels like she has to be the perfect girl but does have real issues underneath. I always felt like she's one of the few TV protagonists I could have deep and really interesting conversations with. I would love to know whether you believe that she was genuinely in love with both Stefan and Damon at various points? I'm a Stelena shipper (sorry---please don't hate me!) but I do believe her love for both of them was very real. I would also love to hear your thoughts on Bonnie---other than being like an Elena Light, I don't get what her personality was supposed to be at all, especially because she was SO different in the first few episodes of the series!

I don't mind Stelena at all, so it's no problem haha.

Is it really possible to be in love with two people at the same time? Honestly, I don't know much about love. Society has drilled into us that we can't truly be in love with multiple people, but that's surely not true, considering we can love multiple people at once, like friends and family. I think being in love with more than one person must take a lot out of you, because of how intense romantic love and relationships can be, but, in Elena's case, she had a big heart and she fell for Damon when he was there for her and Stefan wasn't. When Stefan left at the end of season 2, Elena was still in love with, and faithful to, Stefan, but I think that, like she said, Damon "snuck up" on her; he was her rock throughout that whole Klaus period and his obvious love for her, as well as their mutual attraction, made her fall for him. But I don't think she ever stopped loving Stefan, especially after her feelings for Stefan were "rekindled" by his return to normal. It's very likely she loved both of them in different ways for most of season 3, but, imo she loved Stefan more than Damon, and I'm not sure she fell for Damon all the way in that season. In season 4, though, again Damon offered her something Stefan couldn't - freedom, acceptance, attention, because Stefan had become so obsessed with finding Elena a cure - and Elena and Stefan's relationship which never truly recovered from the blow delt by Klaus's interference, just couldn't sustain itself anymore. Elena and Stefan became too distant and her connection with Damon too strong. Truthfully, Elena had felt an attraction to Damon even in season 2, and the more distant she felt from Stefan and the closest she became to Damon, the harder it became for her to repress or ignore those feelings of attraction, which were not just sexual, but on a romantic and intelectual level too.

After Elena chose Damon, she laid her relationship with Stefan to rest. She had truly given it her all and it hadn't worked out; she loved only Damon after that. If she was ever in love with both of them at once, it was in late season 3 - very early season 4. I think in late season 3 her connection with Damon faltered because of Stefan's refocus on her, yet, because of Damon, she couldn't truly commit to Stefan. She then chose Stefan in the season 3 finale, but her world changed right after that, and Stefan quickly stopped making Elena feel loved. An important character trait of Elena's is that she didn't like looking back. She loved Stefan and stayed true to him in season 3 because she was loyal and they had never truly broken up but she finally ended things when she felt she couldn't move forward with him. She gave it one last try - it didn't work, she moved on and didn't look back, imo.

I don't know why Bonnie is called Elena Light? I've heard that before, but Elena wasn't a dark person, so Bonnie wasn't the light to Elena's dark? Is it because in the beginning Elena was depressed and Bonnie was so bright?

I don't think Bonnie's personality changed after the first episodes. She only became less trusting, a bit hardened, and closed-off, after her powers began to manifest themselves and she got caught up in vampire business. But Bonnie was always loyal and protective of her friends, kind, selfless, brave, caring, assertive, moral, stubborn, careful, and suspicious of vampires - which, truth be told, also caused her to, at times, distance herself from her closest friends. In the first episode of the series, when she touched Stefan and got a bad feeling, she immediately became cautious of him and protective of Elena. It was only after Stefan saved Vicky that she warmed up to him again. Also, in the first episode, she looked after Caroline, who was drunk and had been rejected by Stefan, and coaxed Elena out of her shell. That was pretty normal Bonnie behavior. I think her personality was very consistent. She just became a bit bitter and harsher, but 99% of the time that was only to vampires and other supernatural beings, who were all murderers. Bonnie was a witch, so it was her duty to protect humans, even if she helped her non-humans friends out a lot. Her priority was always to help others, never herself...

If anything, Bonnie became an Elena Dark. Morally, she didn't lose her morals like vampire Elena kind of did - though her choice to protect people like Damon didn't reflect well on her principles - but while Elena was protected by everyone Bonnie did the protection and was sacrificed for everyone else's well-being - so she became a tad darker than Elena in many ways, especially season 6 Elena.

#ask #tvd #elena gilbert #damon salvatore #stefan salvatore #delena #stelena #bonnie bennett #thanks for the ask!

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