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fanfic-wonderland · 3 months

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Not Just Friends {Coriolanus Snow} - Part 2

Synopsis: After avoiding him for some time, you suspect that Coryo's feelings towards you have vanished. However, after a turn of life-threatening events, you finally decide to talk to him.

Pairing: Coriolanus Snow x Fem!Reader

Word count: 3.6k

Read part one here.

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Things between the both of you change drastically after you last spoke the night at the Winter’s Ball. Coryo doesn't want to admit that he might’ve ruined your friendship, but he cannot help feeling responsible because you've been avoiding him. Even though you try to act normal, he can tell that something’s off. Every time he approaches you at the Academy you tense up, you cut your conversations short by saying you have to leave, and you haven't stopped by his house in nearly a month when the problem used to be keeping you out of it. Part of him resents Tigris for convincing him to tell you the truth; the other part resents himself for listening to her. He can tell that she feels bad once she notices how you both are drifting apart, but he cannot find it in him to look past it. At least not yet.

The approach of the 10th Hunger Games helps as a distraction for Coryo. He’s chosen as one of the District 12 mentors, much to his dislike, but he’ll take it as an opportunity to prove himself as a top student again. You’re chosen to mentor one of the District 9 tributes alongside Gaius Breen, which means that he probably won’t have the opportunity to interact with you as much. The thought pains him but he tries to focus on winning the prize, instead, and when he meets his tribute, Lucy Gray Baird, he’s certain that he has a high chance of doing so. He cannot let any distractions get in the way of his victory.

So, he tries his best to appeal to the entirety of Panem, and if that means jumping into a monkey enclosure at the Capital Zoo with all of the tributes in it, then he’ll do it.

***

You’ve been meaning to talk to Coryo for the longest time.

After your conversation at the Winter’s Ball, you admit that you’ve felt nervous and you’ve forgotten how to act around him, even if It’s only been a few weeks. You’re pretty sure that he’s noticed your odd behavior already but has said nothing about it. You feel guilty avoiding him, but his words had a bigger impact on you than you thought. You think about that night every single day—him showing up even when he didn't want to, the both of you dancing together, the way he defended you against Felix, his “confession” under Panem’s night sky… it all makes your heart flutter in a way you’ve never felt before.

You’ve never felt like that toward Coryo— or maybe you’ve just never noticed.

When you’re both chosen as mentors for the 10th Hunger Games, things take a downfall. It’s like you barely know each other, both in the same room but focused on different things and different people. And when you try to get his attention on multiple occasions, you’re met with nothing. He does not look at you anymore.

Now that you think about it, he used to always look at you, and now that he doesn’t, something feels… wrong.

Your mind drifts to him as you’re sitting in the classroom, watching the tributes being exhibited at the Capital Zoo —Sheaf, your tribute, is obviously among them. You’re not interested in watching a group of people being treated like animals for entertainment and you cannot stop wondering why Coryo hasn’t shown up to class yet. It’s not like him to miss class, seeing how he always likes to be one step ahead of everyone else, so it must be something urgent if he’s not showing up. You start getting worried but you try your best not to show it. Anyway, It’s not like anyone would care, seeing how they’re all so invested in what’s happening on the screen.

All of a sudden, a few people in the room gasp in unison. When you snap out of your thoughts, you realize that there is someone else in that cage and your heart leaps. “What is he doing?” Gaius questions next to you.

“He’s trying to get himself killed,” Someone else mutters from the back of the room.

But you keep your attention on Coryo. To you, he’s never looked more beautiful, more powerful. You’re not exactly sure how he did it, and yes, the fact that he managed to sneak in with the tributes is insane but you are more impressed by how far he can go to win. No wonder you’ve always admired him so much.

While Coryo and Lucy Gray Baird are answering questions from Lucky Flickerman, you notice how he holds her hand and how he looks down at her while she speaks into the microphone, and something stirs in you. You don’t know what it is but it makes you sick to your stomach and you have to look away from the screen for a moment. “Quite the boyfriend you have there, (Y/L/N),” You hear Arachne say from her spot. You don’t turn to look at her but you’re certain that she’s smirking. “At least Felix had the decency to go behind your back.”

A few people snicker while some turn to look at you with amused looks on their faces. You try, you really do, to dismiss her words, but you don’t feel like taking any of her shit anymore. So you stand up and walk toward her, right at the other side of the room, and then you pull at her hair. You try to connect your knuckles to any inch of her face after she screams and tries to push you away, but you do not let go of her. You don’t let go of her even when people try to pull you away, and when you finally do you manage to pull out a clump of her hair to keep as a trophy. “You bitch!” She shouts at you while you hold up her hair triumphantly in your hand as two other students drag you as far away from her as possible.

Mr. Highbottom orders the students who are holding you to take you outside until you’ve come back to your senses. You most likely ruined your chance at being a mentor but at the moment you don’t care. All you can think about is his hand touching hers.

They take you to the hallway and only then do you realize that It’s Gaius and Sejanus Plinth who had held you back. Gaius quickly goes back into the room but Sejanus stays for a bit longer. “You shouldn’t let her get to you.”

“I know that,” You snap. He looks a bit taken aback by your tone and you sigh. “Sorry. I just… I hate her. So much. And I hate the fact that now I look like even more of an idiot in front of everyone else. This just all makes me so mad.”

He observes you for a moment. “Are you sure that you’re not mad about something else?”

“About what?”

“Well,” Sejanus says. “Coryo did seem to be getting well acquainted with his tribute…”

You open your mouth to protest but close it once you realize that you have no way of defending yourself. Maybe he’s right. Maybe Arachne is not the main issue here. Maybe It’s the way that Coryo was looking at Lucy, or holding her hand, or that he was willing to jump into a cage to be by her side.

Maybe… most certainly.

***

A few days later, the mentors and their tributes all enter the arena for a tour. Coryo tries to focus strictly on his surroundings but he finds himself glancing at you from time to time. He had heard about your and Arachne’s fight through Clemensia Dovecote, who told him right after he came back to the Academy. He hasn’t had the chance to talk to you about it but he’s glad that at least Highbottom had some bit of sense left in him to let you stay in the mentor program. There is no doubt in his mind that Arachne had initiated it somehow.

You walk several feet beside him and he fights the urge to look at you again, but then Lucy’s arm links with his and he’s brought back to reality. “You’re awfully distracted today,” She points out, her eyes looking forward.

Coryo stiffens. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“You were so attentive and focused when we first met and now you just… I don’t know, you feel far away.” Lucy explains.

He remains quiet. At the same time, his eyes fail to stray from you as they find your figure yet again. You’re walking alongside your tribute and talking to her while you point at certain spots in the arena. From what he’s seen, you seem to get along with your tribute fairly well. He’s seen you bring sandwiches to her a few times at the enclosure and the tribute, while she is quiet with other people, seems to find it easy to open up to you. He didn’t doubt for a second that she would. You’re very likable when you want to be.

“Is it because of that mentor you’re always staring at?”

Coryo still does not give Lucy an answer but his face turns to finally face her. She is already staring at him with a knowing smile. “I knew it,” She says. “Let’s face it: you’re here putting on a show with me but you’re thinking about her. It’s okay, you know. I’ve been in love before and I’ve suffered because of it; I know what It’s like.”

In love. Coryo has never thought himself to be “in love” with you. His feelings are strong, yes, but he has never given them a name, let alone a name like love. It’s a dangerous word to be throwing around like that. “Is there any history between the two of you?” Lucy asks.

Coryo knows there’s no use in ignoring her, so he says, “No. We’re just friends.”

Lucy does not look convinced. “Doesn’t look like it.”

“Listen, we’re not here to talk about me,” He says. “Nor her. I want you to stay focused on what really matters.”

Lucy shrugs. “Just trying to get to know my mentor,” He rolls his eyes. “But, just so you know, she’s also been staring at you. A lot.”

His breath hitches before he can stop himself and he knows that Lucy notices. She chuckles, glad that she at least got a reaction out of him, but again he stays silent. And when he does go to say something, there’s an explosion. Both of them are thrown back by the impact, his back hits the ground and he lies there for a few seconds, unable to process what just happened.

When he opens his eyes once again his vision is a cloudy gray. He hears screaming and shouting all around him while a few more bombs go off, but he seems to be frozen on the spot. He sees Lucy standing up and urging him to stand up as well, but he can barely hear her. She finally grabs his arm and helps him lift himself. “We have to run,” She says.

Coryo nods and they start heading toward the direction they came from, when all of a sudden he remembers that you’re also somewhere in the room and that you might be hurt, and he stops. Lucy looks back at him with wide eyes. “You go,” He tells her. “I need to find someone first.”

She immediately knows who he’s talking about, so she nods and tells him, “You come back alive, alright?”

He nods back and then she runs out of his sight.

Coryo begins to blindly run through the smoke, passing by and almost running into his classmates and the other tributes, who are all either running around and screaming in panic or lying motionless on the ground. None of them are you and it makes him all the more nervous.

When he finally finds you, you're crouched next to a girl. It takes him a moment to recognize her as your tribute while she’s lying there, covered in debris and blood. You’re practically screaming at her to get up but Coryo thinks she’s already long gone, so he grabs you and tries to pull you away from her. “(Y/N),” he calls your name as you struggle to get out of his grip. He grabs your face so you can look at him. “We have to go—” Another bomb goes off in the distance. “Now!”

You’re still in a state of shock but you try to listen to his words and you stand up with his help. He’s still holding you when the both of you run towards the exit. Another bomb goes off behind you, this time close enough to send you both flying off. Your ears are ringing as you lie there on the ground, the impact making you land on your side, hard. You wince in pain and you try to sit up but it proves to be a challenge. You might’ve dislocated your shoulder, you’re not completely sure, but the pain makes it obvious.

No more explosions go out, and everyone who is not dead seems to have already evacuated the place. You turn to Coryo. His eyes are closed, a line of blood falling down the side of his face. “Coryo?” you try to shake him awake but he remains unresponsive. “Coryo!” You suddenly feel nauseous. He can’t be… no, not him. No no no no no no no no no no…

You lean down to press your ear against his chest and you breathe out a sigh of relief when you realize he’s still breathing. He’s alive, You think as you stay there, your head against his chest while you listen to his soothing heartbeat. You hear the faint sound of Peacekeepers coming back and shouting something and a few tears run down your face. He’s going to make it.

***

The first thing you do after you’re checked out from the hospital is visit Coriolanus Snow.

You know he was released earlier and you haven’t had the chance to talk to him. To thank him for saving your life. For coming back to you when he could’ve just run outside and waited until the Peacekeepers found your corpse. But he didn’t.

You knock on the door and are immediately by Tigris, who beams once she sees It’s you. “(Y/N)!” she pulls you in for an embrace but is careful with the sling that you’ll have to wear for a while. “Oh, (Y/N), I’m so glad to see you, and I’m so glad you’re okay. I was so worried about you after that incident at the arena.”

“I know. I’m glad to see you, too,” Tigris’ eyes are watery when you pull away. “It’s been a while, huh?”

“Yes, it has,” She says in a soft voice. “I assume you’re here to see Coryo?” You nod and her grin broadens. “He’s in his room. You can go on ahead.”

You thank Tirgris as she moves aside to let you in. You say your greetings to his grandmother, who is listening to her little radio in the living room, and quickly make your way to Coryo’s bedroom door. You knock softly a few times. It’s silent for a moment, and then you hear the click of the door unlocking and then it opens. Coryo stands there —without a shirt— and you have to force your eyes to stay on his face. My God. “(Y/N),”

“Hi,” You gulp. For some reason, your mouth is watering. “Can we talk?”

Coryo stares at you briefly. “Yeah. Just give me a second.”

You nod and he closes the door. A few minutes later, he opens it again, and this time he’s wearing a loose grey shirt over his white shorts. “Come in,” he says, and so you do.

You take a seat on his bed, taking in the familiar walls. It feels like it's been so long since you’ve last been here and you’ve missed it. More than you thought.

He goes to sit next to you and you scoot over. His eyes go down to your arm. “Is it hurting?”

You shrug. “A little. It used to feel worse. Having to wear this all the time is uncomfortable, though.”

Coryo gives you a toothless smile. “I can imagine.”

You smile back at him. A short silence follows but, contrary to what you were expecting, it feels comfortable. You cannot help but get lost in his eyes. “Coryo,” you say before you can forget why you’re here in the first place. “How will I ever be able to thank you for coming back for me?”

He shakes his head. “I’m sure you would’ve done the same for me—”

“But I didn’t,” You say. “I was in shock by Sheaf dying. I couldn’t stomach the fact that she was gone, just like that. Someone whom I had known for a few days, but I had so much hope for. I was so hopeful that she would win, and then she died before the games even began. It was just…”

Coryo doesn’t wait for you to finish. “She’s in a better place now,” He tells you while brushing a few strands of your hair behind your ear. “She’s not hurting anymore.”

You nod because you truly want to believe him. You shake the awful memories of the bombing out of your head and focus on him, instead. Your brain still cannot seem to fathom the idea of you being here with him. “I missed you,” you blurt out.

He smiles at you. “Did you?”

“Yes,” You’re pretty sure you’re blushing, with the way he’s looking at you and how his face is so close. “A lot.”

“Does that mean we can go back to the way we were?” He asks.

You shake your head. “I don’t want it to be like that anymore.”

A flash of hurt crosses his face, and that’s the last thing you see before you lean in to kiss him. It’s very short because you pull away before he has a chance to respond. That is not what you had in mind when you came into his house, but something took over you as soon as you stepped into his room. Maybe it was the image of him shirtless that made you lose your focus too much. You blink a few times at him and wait for a reaction. It’s hard to read what he’s thinking just by the look on his face, and you begin to think that maybe you shouldn’t have done that.

And then he leans in and his lips are back on yours, and you’re the one who’s frozen now. Your heart feels like It’s about to leap out of your chest and you think you might collapse at any second. Regardless, you respond once you come back to your senses. Coryo deepens the kiss, coaxing your tongue with his as he pulls you closer. You take a handful of his curls and he lets out a low groan against your mouth; It’s the hottest thing you’ve ever heard.

He pulls you into his lap and your body is pressed against his, but a sharp pain shoots through your arm from the sudden movement. You wince in pain and, although It’s nothing you can’t handle, he immediately looks worried. “Sorry,” he scans your face. “Are you okay?”

“I’m fine,” You assure him while you run your fingers along his cheek. “Really.”

Coryo leans his face down to plant a fluttery kiss on your shoulder, and then his lips move along until they reach your neck, jawline, and cheek, and finally, they reconnect with yours. Once he’s sure that you’re good, he kisses you like he’s desperate to take all of you in, and it makes your head spin. It’s hard to resist him when you’ve already started to lose yourself in him, in the taste of his lips, in his scent, and the warmth of his touch. His hands go down to your lower back, sneaking in under your shirt. The feeling of his hands against your bare skin sends shivers down your spine and you know he’d probably go further if it wasn’t for the knock on the door. You quickly get off him and take your seat back on his bed, both of you trying to look like you weren’t just devouring each other a few seconds ago. “Come in,” he says.

The door opens and Tigris peeks her head in. “Dinner’s ready. (Y/N), Would you like to join us?”

“Oh, uh,” you hesitate. “I’m not sure honestly, I think I have to get going soon. My parents are expecting me.”

“Of course,” She says. “But if you change your mind you’re more than welcome to stay.”

You thank her and she closes the door. Coryo stands up first and then offers you his hand to help you up. Once you’re out of the bed he pulls you close to him and holds your face, kissing you again. You smile against his lips. “Stay for dinner,” He tells you. “Please?”

You almost melt at the softness of his voice. “I already told you,” you giggle as he buries his face in your neck. “My parents are expecting me.”

“They’ll be fine. They know you’re with me, don’t they?” He says. “And if anything happens, I’ll talk to them for you.”

You grin. How can you ever say no to him?

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mchib · 2 months

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‘We need more bipolar characters’

YOU COULDBNT EVEN HANDLE HIM

first of all i think this is common knowledge but he exhibits a complex and erratic personality which i think could potentially be interpreted as symptom of bipolar disorder - bipolar is a characterized by extreme mood swings that include emotional highs (mania) and lows (depression) - throughout the series and manga (i think the manga shows this better) mellos behavior fluctuates dramatically displaying periods of intense energy impulsivity and irritability which align with manic episodes,,. - in the manga mellos depicted as ambitious driven and sometimes reckless in his pursuit of catching Kira. he has a chronic case of impulsive decision making such as kidnapping poeple and hijacking a character showcases a lack of regard for consequences which is a hallmark trait of manic behavior - i also think mellos extreme emotional responses ranging from fits of rage to moments of despair mirror the intense mood swings characteristic of bipolar disorder. he also struggles with self esteem and identity also point towards bipolar disorder... individuals with bipolar disorder often experience fluctuations in self esteem oscillating between grandiosity during manic episodes and profound self doubt during depressive episodes - mellos constant comparison to near (who he he and only he sees as his rival) and his need to prove himself could stem from underlying insecurities exacerbated by his mood swings

him developing bipolar could totally be a normal trauma response from literally a lot of abuse that he has faced, most of the main characters from wammys house show no signs of like rebellion or outlandish behavior like he does but that doesnt necessarily mean that nothing happened and i think the author gave characters such as near and the other orphans way too much mental fortitude. bipolar can be developed at any age and its especially common between ages 15-19. not to mention other than it being genetic, theres a huge link between bipolar and childhood trauma. like imagine being groomed your whole childhood into this competitive environment with other 4 year olds to be the smartest toddler so u can substitute this crazy genius when he dies. and think of it like come on theres no chance all of these kids desperately wanted to be detectives when they grew up there was definitely like some sort of foul play. L is an exception obviously since the orphanage became abusive after he came and he was treated like a king basically while the other orphans mental state was completely disregarded because they were only brought in from several corners of the world solely to be his successor. in fact the first generation orphans were literally expected to kill themselves because of the pressure and A killing himself literally was not a shock at all to the orphanage in fact i suspect that a lot of the first generation orphans made to succeed L had a horrible mental state and also killed themselves which if you think about it B (which stood for backup) losing his mind was completely normal even if the way he went about challenging L was not. not to mention how he had to live with shinigami eyes but thats for another post lolol.,,, anyways yeah mello's behavior is actually justified when you think about how much of an abusive household he lived in even if its kind of obvious that the author disregarded coming up with an explanation for the orphans mental wellbeing and how it would have affected their adolescence except from the character of mello and even when they show mello they basically make him seem insane and watari like an angel . reading the la bb murder cases from mello's perspective really opened my eyes to like how it actually was in wammys house u can really understand it from his tone and stuff also with that one page hold on lemme find it

'but what if they could copy him? what if they could make a backup? that was us. L's children, gathered from all corners of the world. children gathered together, never told each other's names. but even for a genuis like watari, creating a fake L was easier said than done. even for near and i, who were said to be the closest to L... the more we tried to be like him, the closer we got, the farther away he was, like chasing a mirage. so i hardly need to tell you what it was like when wammy's house was first founded, when he was still experimenting. the first child, A, was unable to handle the pressure of living up to L and took his own life, and the second child, beyond birthday, was brilliand and deviant. B stood for Backup.'

'L was the goal of everyone in wammys house. everyone one of us wanted to surpass him. to step over him. to step on him. M did, N did and B did. M as a challenger, N as a successor. B as a criminal.'

sorry for my complete lack of spelling punctuation and grammar but i think i got my point across and also big thanks to @monards who helped me finish this draft by giving me the energy to continue and also encouraging my crippling death note addiction by feeding into it with questions and remarks like 'woah!' and 'eureka!'

#death note rant for my three followers :33 #i feel like i made sense #to some extent #i had to scroll on pinterest for a while to find a picture of mello where he doesnt look like hes a crack baby #why does he look like he was rolled around in 🌿 in his infancy #i love my wammy house kids #crack theory #crepe tag #death note #labb murder cases #beyond birthday #l lawliet #miheal keehl #mail jeevas #nate river

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kuwajima · 2 months

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I see writers do different perspectives so im curious as to urs

Do u see Zenitsu as the shameless pervert type or the woman respecter type

I’m personally the latter but I’ve seen different ways he’s written

I love this question! Also sorry if there are typos, I’m replying to this at work lol

I don’t think he’s a pervert. The anime certainly plays up his “creepiness” towards girls but overall he doesn’t really exhibit really perverted traits. I think he likes girls a lot, is easily manipulated by girls, and lacks a lot of social skills that would allow an average person to not act like that.

I think the main reason I don’t think he’s a pervert is because Zenitsu’s behavior doesn’t seem to be sexually driven. Not that he isn’t sexually attracted to women (he’s a teenager boy and clearly likes girls) but he’s very specifically looking for a wife and to live a normal life. We know he was taken advantage of by girls over and over again (presumably at an incredibly young age!) with seemingly no reward on his end (he didn’t even hold their hands!) and yet he kept doing it! This happened multiple times before Jigoro found him! On a conservative estimation, that’s 7 “girlfriends” by age 14, but honestly I think Jigoro rescued him at a younger age (there’s no way he learned all that and also got struck by lighting. There had to be some down time…also I’m writing a fic about that down time lol)

Anyway, I get the impression that Zenitsu believes he is expected to get married and thinks that it will resolve a lot of his internal problems if he can behave like a normal person and live a normal life. But as an orphan, he doesn’t really understand what a typical family or married couple looks like, it’s all based on perception or stories. Zenitsu craves affection and stability and honestly, why wouldn’t marriage be the best way to achieve that? I think a lot of the behavior is because he doesn’t really understand how he’s supposed to act and doesn’t realize how is is coming across in the moment. Zenitsu knows people don’t like him, but also doesn’t seem to be able to stop his reactions. Despite being perhaps the most socialized of his friend group, although he understands what is considered polite or acceptable he can’t actually adhere to those guidelines himself. Sorry, this is now a tangent about my perception of Zenitsu’s behavioral issues. I actually did touch on this in the second chapter of my Zenitsu character study! Jigoro asks why Zenitsu wants a girlfriend and he answers in a childish way about wanting to hold her hand and live in a house with her.

He does respect women though. He has a beef with Daki because she hurt a girl! There are also zero scenes of him ogling women while undercover at a literal brothel (he does get flustered when they first arrive to the city, but again it doesn’t seem like he’s sexually excited, he’s flustered about seeing beautiful girls and runs off because he’s overwhelmed) which they easily could have added if they wanted to. But they didn’t, because he’s overall very respectful towards girls. Especially after deciding that he likes Nezuko (who he likes because she is pretty and because Tanjiro describes her as being kind, kinder than any girl Zenitsu has “dated.”) In the light novel, he also fully respects when a girl he thought was into him was clearly involved in someone else. He understands that he misinterpreted her behavior towards him and wishes her the best in her relationship. He doesn’t seem to hold any ill will towards his ex-girlfriend either. The anime has him attempting to flirt with Aoi occasionally (although she is canonically the only type of girl Zenitsu doesn’t like) which I think it intended for laughs but idk if it’s very effective. He really does seem singularly focused on Nezuko in the manga (and according to the light novels, there are plenty of Corp Members who fantasize about having another Corp Member as their girlfriend, to the point that it doesn’t seem weird that he talks about Nezuko “waiting for him,” although the other members don’t think she’s a real girl at all)

IN SUMMARY I think Zenitsu likes girls in a perfectly normal, affection-starved teenage way, but he lacks emotional regulation which makes him seem off-putting. But he’s not perverted, he’s just enthusiastic and we’re used to having perverted anime men in shonen and just expect him to fall into that category despite his behavior not really matching that trope.

I would also argue that he cannot be a shameless pervert because he clearly feels a lot of shame, very often lol

#sorry this is long I have a lot of thoughts about Zenitsu

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chvoswxtch · 8 months

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I feel like Foggy doesn't get enough love. I would like to request a vault track from Speak Now for him, please!

you know what, you're absolutely right. foggy nelson doesn't get enough love and i'm tired of y'all acting like he's not a babe so let's get into it

as a reminder, from the vault means it's spicy! (minors dni)

headcannon below the cut

innocent (foggy's version) (from the vault)*

he is anything BUT

now don't get me wrong, foggy definitely strikes me as the hopeless romantic type

I can see him enjoying some sweet, slow, passionate love making- wanting to make sure his partner feels loved and desired, that they feel every ounce of pleasure he can possibly offer (he's definitely a giver), and he always puts his partner's needs before his own

I see him being more of the submissive type in a typical setting

but do not let that sweet smile fool you

bc underneath that physical embodiment of sunshine in human form is a FREAK

alexa play freak nasty by megan thee stallion

now, while foggy is usually all sweet smiles and friendly behavior, he can get aggressive and be dominant if need be

exhibit a: beating the shit out of those guys with a bat to protect karen in s1

exhibit b: calling reyes' bluff in the precinct in s2 (basically all of s2 foggy, mans was done with everyone's shit)

exhibit c: running for district attorney in s3, publicly calling out tower and fisk despite the negative consequences, standing in bullseye's way just to protect karen even though he had no weapon or way out (he's been hanging around matty too long) and just all around being a bad bitch the whole time (he had big dick energy all season)

honorable mention: that haircut in s3, you can't tell me that man doesn't fuck

exhibit d: (pun intended) dicking marci down after the bulletin incident right there on the couch leaving her at a loss for words (i'm pretty sure she just says "wow")

it seems like when he gets pushed too hard, or when he's completely done with everyone's shit, he basically snaps and stops playing nice

I personally find this hot and I think his partner would too and would absolutely volunteer to let foggy take out his frustration on them

maybe he's having a bad day, his current case is a shitshow, matt is being a human disaster like usual, karen is out doing something that's sure to spike his blood pressure, and the only relief he can find is fucking you over his desk hard (we're talking the desk gets moved to the other side of the room, hard)

but it's not all stress related fucking

foggy is extremely playful and flirty, and I think that translates into the bedroom, or wherever the two of you find yourselves (again, I see him as normally submissive, so if you tell him to do something, he's gonna do it)

maybe you get really excited watching him win a case in the courtroom, and you decide he deserves a little reward for working so hard lately, so you shove him into an empty supply closet and blow him right there in the court house. but foggy, being the man he is, insists on returning the favor, leaving matt to rush out of that court house in horror

and don't even get me started on drunk foggy

he's definitely gotten a little handsy and fucked you in the bathroom at josie's, or out in the alley against the wall, bc neither one of you could wait until you got home

in conclusion your honor, this man fucks, I rest my case

#court's 3k followers celebration #court's 3k friends celebration #the eras tour (court's version)#foggy nelson #foggy nelson x you #foggy nelson x reader #foggy nelson headcannon #foggy nelson request #foggy nelson smut

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forbidden-sunlight · 2 years

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It Appears That I Have Been Reincarnated as a Draconic Villainess in a Self-Indulgent Fic!

(THE DARK HISTORY OF THE REINCARNATED VILLAINESS)

Poly!Yanderes x Iana Magnolia! Reader

PART ONE: THE DRAGON’S REBIRTH?

Hello everyone and welcome to the first chapter of It Appears That I Have Been Reincarnated as a Draconic Villainess in a Self-Indulgent Fic! This is a collaborated work of fiction with @staradorned. I seriously would not have considered creating another yandere series, based on a manga this time ‘round, without their help. Also special thanks to my friend @rouecentric for being an honest critic and where the rough drafts can be improved lol.

If you are curious, the manga series that is featured here is called The Dark History of the Reincarnated Villainess by Akiharu Touka. If you’d like to read it first before diving in here, you’re certainly more than welcome to! Chapters can be found online at Manga Clash (I think) and you can find physical copies at a local bookseller.

So without being said guys, the warnings are down below. If you are ready, sit back, relax, and enjoy :)

Trigger Warnings: Abduction, Kidnapping, Attempted Sexual Assault.

Other Warnings: spoilers from the manga, obsessive behavior, implied violence. Please take caution.

FINAL WARNING: The intention of this story is for entertainment purposes only. The behavior exhibited here is inappropriate and unhealthy, hence it should not be encouraged.

Designing clothes in a boutique had been your ambition ever since you had experienced the joy of creating outfits with a needle, thread, and a pin cushion strapped to your wrist. Against your parents’ initial wishes to marry a well-off gentleman and go to university for a degree that will at least provide a stable career, you enroll in fashion school.

The workload was grueling, and the competition throughout the last four years became even more fierce with each semester leading closer to graduation. But it was worth it. The sacrifices you had made, all of those all nighters spent on putting together a portfolio for a final semester grade? Totally worth it. You had even gotten a job at a small shop right after finishing school!

It wasn’t a high-end business, but hey, it was one step in the right direction! Progress was progress!

And then you died after being on the job for three months. Overworked yourself to death to keep up with the customer’s demands including being short-staffed. Heck of a way to end a seemingly normal life.

But you had not anticipated opening your eyes to see a tall, red-haired man sword being pointed at your face. You could only stare dumbly at him as he spouted cliche lines about harming his lover and why would I try to harm your own sister. The supposed sibling was a pink-haired curvaceous woman being cradled in the guy’s arms, tears forming behind cinnabar -colored eyes.

What the hell is going on here?!

You asked who they were and why were they acting so hostile towards a complete stranger, but neither of them listened as you were led away to a villa by armed guards. Later, you discovered that you had woken inside the petite body of Iana Magnolia.

She was a despicable young lady with a terrible reputation in the Rose Kingdom; she constantly harassed her former fiance and older sister, Sir Ginoford Dandelion and Konoha Magnolia, on top of having such a fearsome temper that everyone called her a dragon. In this country, being referred to as a dragon is the same as being a black sheep in the family, if not a symbol of bad luck that will embarrass future generations to come. The count’s family, to be precise.

The family you were now part of.

Seriously, what hellish dimension did you transmigrate into?! Is this some weird comedy where you have to redeem yourself as a villainess or else you would die?! And three months of house arrest for innumerous crimes you had not committed as this person, including using illegal dark magic?!

Wow. Karma is being a bitch. Big time.

If this situation wasn’t bad enough, a new servant had been sent with you to confinement. He was a blonde-haired and blue-eyed butler named Sol Nemophyra. But how can someone have so much bloodlust radiating from their body and someone not pick up on it?

Yeah, this dude had to be sent to kill you. There’s no way a new employee, let alone a butler, would move as quietly as he did when he approached your side with a silver platter of tea and snacks. And no, you were not touching the stuff. It could be poisoned for all you knew!

In the second week of your solitary imprisonment, you woke up in a cold sweat after having a very vivid dream. And it wasn’t a good one either: Konoha was being assaulted by their licentious uncle on the floor of an abandoned church while Sir Ginoford lay by her feet, bleeding from the head and unconscious.

Frankly speaking, you really didn’t wanna help them. What did you owe to two complete strangers who did not even listen to you? But that damned angel on your shoulder persuaded your conscience to not leave this matter alone. You had to do something, despite now having the gift of clairvoyance.

Why couldn’t you have the ability to transport away from this place instead of seeing random visions?! TT ^ TT

So, you escaped the villa and rushed to the abandoned town Konoha and her fiance would be invited to by the perverted geezer via horseback. It was a miracle that you had gotten there in the nick of time, let alone thrown a burlap sack full of rocks right in the uncle’s face with accurate precision.

Had Iana hunted wild game when she wasn’t plotting Konoha’s demise? That would make sense if she had. Weird but convenient. The uncle was arrested by local authorities, and Ginoford was now convinced that the reason his former fiancee had acted so maliciously towards him and Konoha is because she wanted to save them from the pervert’s rage.

Yeah, dude, that was straight up harassment. Iana was harassing you guys, not trying to protect you!

But the stupid knight wasn’t listening to you. Not that you had much to say except having a weird dream about the pink-haired lady getting molested and him being knocked out on top of not knowing who the heck they were because you had amnesia. Sir Ginoford’s answer: Iana Magnolia is blessed by the gods, and maybe even a saint.

What. The. Bleep?!

Sol, obviously, was not persuaded by Sir Ginoford’s passionate words. If anything, he became more determined to keep an eye on you upon returning to the villa for the remainder of the house arrest period. He even watched from the door as you studied etiquette and history books because you had supposedly forgotten everything. Having time alone to learn such skills, though, was a blessing in disguise.

A month after coming to this strange world, Konoha approached you with an invitation for a picnic in Fuschia Forest. You politely refused because you couldn’t leave the villa without the count’s permission. However you quickly changed your mind when Konoha began to start crying and Sol glared at you icily, explaining that he had already gotten permission from the count for you to leave so long as you…behaved yourself.

Or he killed you. God, this is a messed-up place. It honestly reminded you of those Mary Sue fanfics where everyone’s attention was on the perfect protagonist who still needed a man in her life and yet couldn’t decide whom she would love in the end.

Yeah. Kinda shitty.

Once everything was set up, Sol brewed high quality black tea leaves Sir Ginoford had harvested as a thank-you gift for saving Konoha. As much as you did not trust Sol with anything near food or drinks, you also doubted that he’d try to poison you in front of his benefactors. Unless…the poison is slow acting? Crap. You were screwed either way.

Konoha tried to make small talk with you, asking you certain questions about the childhood that the two of you shared. But all you could do was shake your head, apologizing that you truly do not remember who she is or Sir Ginoford. The two of them were complete strangers. When she began to start crying again, you felt a chill run down your back. Glancing over your shoulder, you saw Sol staring at you with a cold frown.

Oh, you were so tempted to flip the bird at him, just once, to piss him off. But doing that would possibly trigger a death flag, and bye-bye your second chance at life.

Did you mention that Konoha got kidnapped by a large, drooling wolf as she cooed over a bunny rabbit? She did. And you followed after the troublesome woman with a crossbow that you frisked from one of the guards. As much as you hated yourself for doing this, you were quite certain now: if something happened to Konoha, you were dead. You would be blamed for whatever happened to her without another thought by Sol and Ginoford.

Running on pure adrenaline, you found Konoha being fondled by the beast in a meadow. Raising the weapon, you fired three arrows at it. Two in the back, and one in the shoulder. Yelling at Konoha to move, you raised the crossbow to fire again when the damned thing jammed up. Shoving the damsel in distress behind you, you were about to use the crossbow as a club when Sol and Ginoford swooped in to deliver the final blow.

Cue Konoha and Ginoford having a lovey-dovey moment while you were suffering some mild abrasions, leaning against a boulder. You were about to rest your eyes for a moment when all of a sudden, you were off of the ground and being gently cradled in Sol’s arms as the rest of the party began to head back to where the picnic was being held.

Nope, nope, and nope.

You did not trust the man. You did not want to be near him, it had been bad enough that he was constantly watching you back at the villa. In a moment of stupidity, you pressed the tip of the arrow against his porcelain cheek and demanded that he put you back on the ground, now.

He argued that you were in no condition to walk. You called him out on his bullcrap and said you were fine. He refused. The two of you exchanged some nasty words until Konoha pleads to the two of you to please stop fighting, and Iana, you will get looked at by a medic.

You reluctantly relented but only if you got to keep the crossbow. The previous Iana obviously knew how to use it, hence the muscle memory when you wielded it. Not to mention it would act as insurance. A shield of some sort to protect you against a lovesick butler slash hired assassin that was so obviously in love with Konoha that it is painful to watch their interactions and not mentally gag.

When can you go back to the villa and reclaim some quiet time, damn it?! Do you not deserve it after saving Konoha again?! TT ^ TT

Sol was annoyed with Iana Magnolia. It had been bad enough that his sweet Konoha had such a terrible younger sister, but her sudden change in behavior threw him for a loop. Instead of bullying Konoha or trying to seduce Ginoford again, she did not want to interact with either of them. She would either be holed up in the library studying, or in her room fumbling with rolls of fabric as she sewed the hours away. A count’s daughter whose name is synonymous with the word ‘dragon’, sewing like a commoner with a silly hum under her breath.

When the count declared that Iana’s probation period was over, she refused to go back to the main house. She wanted to remain in the villa and be left alone. She threw such a temper tantrum about wanting her ‘alone time’ that his contractor had no choice but to relent. Konoha was understandably upset at the situation, but decided to respect her sister’s wishes.

By doing so, Konoha and Ginoford visited the villa every single afternoon. And every time she clung to Iana, the latter looked very uncomfortable.

He did not understand. Who is Iana Magnolia? What were her intentions towards his savior? He would not allow anything to happen to his new mistress, until he would uncover the truth behind Iana’s bizarre behavior.

Becoming aware that pushing Konoha away only continued to tick off Sol, you decided to ease your guilt of making the girl upset by creating a dress for her. The occasion? The Magnolia family had been invited to the palace to celebrate the country’s foundation. A grand ball was to be held on the first and last day of a week’s worth of festivities.

When she showed you some of the designs that the seamstress had in mind, you nearly choked. Almost all of them had plunging necklines that were not appropriate for a young woman at Konoha’s age. She was an engaged woman, not a single fish looking to find someone!

Throwing the catalog down on the coffee table, you grabbed your sketchpad and pen. Within twenty minutes, you drew three dresses that were much more appropriate for the occasion and inspired by the fashion shows and anime you used to watch back in your old world.

Konoha loved the Princess Serenity design: a knee-length, flowing sleeveless white dress with an intricately decorated bodice in the shape of golden hoops and a bust defined by a row of pearls. A translucent bow would be tied to the back, followed by a zipper. It would make it easy for Konoha to slip in and out of the outfit without a servant’s help.

It would be tricky to make, but you were up for the challenge. Once you had the measurements, you shooed Konoha away and gave Sol the task to collect the fabrics and other materials needed for the project. You would also be making a gown for yourself.

The theme that initially came to your mind was Fire and Ice. But when you decided on the design for your own dress, you changed it to Fairy Tale Princess and the Dragon.

If this world hated Iana Magnolia so much, the so-called Dragon of the Rose Kingdom…then why not give the people what they want?

You only had a month to complete the pieces, so there was no time to waste. As much as you hated the idea…you reluctantly asked Sol for his assistance with the embroidery while you tackled on hemming the fabric together.

You thought he’d refused to help, but to your surprise, he stepped up to the plate and proved his worth as an assistant. At least, in your mind, to help create a dress that Konoha would wear and make sure you wouldn’t poison the needle in an attempt to harm her. Again.

When the Princess Serenity dress was presented to Konoha on the night before the ball, she was so happy with the final product that she gave you a big hug, promising to take good care of it for as long as she lived. Upon asking about your own gown, you just shrugged and said she’d have to wait and see until the ball.

So, she did. But you did not expect her to react so…positively to your gown. It was a dark red and golden ball gown that hugged your waist and flowed outwards with a long train, dusted with gold appliqués at the skirt and matching rhinestones at the top. These were the ‘scales’ of your Dragon concept. But the crowning jewel of the design was the golden spiked headpiece you wore on the back of your head. You wanted to go with removable inwardly curved horns, but that might have scared the other nobles. So you opted for a safer route, hence custom-ordering the headpiece and paying extra money to have it be quickly worked on.

A dragon of your own design. An arrogant, beautiful dragon whose scales shined brighter than any jewel that glittered in these halls, the exception being Konoha, of course.

Konoha had shown off the dress proudly at the ball, dropping your name easily from her lips as she spoke with men and women who were in awe of her ethereal beauty. Yup, she was definitely a princess straight from a fairy tale.

Despite her attempt to show the world that her scheming sister had changed, there were nobles who were not convinced. They thought you were deceiving the couple for another nefarious plot.

Seriously, why would you even do that? You had no reason to….except maybe Sol if he got on your nerves again. You excused yourself from the ballroom under the intention of using the bathroom.

FYI: When you had decided to go with the Fairy Tale Princess and The Dragon theme, you honestly did not mean to literally be caught on fire. A candle had topped over in the hall, the blaze quickly spreading to where it made escaping difficult as you tried to not inhale the smoke and keep low to the ground. Did you mention that you got pinned by falling debris? No? Well, you did.

You were alone and trapped in a burning building, your leg possibly fractured and unable to move it. And…that was it. This is probably where you were gonna die, again. Now you would only be remembered as a wicked villainess.

At least, those were the dark thoughts racing through your mind before Sol had burst into the room like some kind of knight in shining armor and got you out before the whole place collapsed. You didn’t think you would ever be so glad to be saved by the jerk, yet you were. So you tried to be a little nicer to him, only to get an icy smile in exchange.

Yup, he still disliked you. Oh, well.

[Bonus Content: Konoha Magnolia]

Konoha Magnolia had been fortunate to have such a kind and loving father who did not force her into a political marriage when she became of age, instead being engaged to the man she loves. It must have been hard to make such a sacrifice in a world where marrying for love instead of solidifying alliances and continuing the bloodline is considered to be a terrible choice. But she knew he loved her…she had just wished he could give even a tiny bit of that love to Iana, her younger sister.

However, it seemed he still blamed Iana for their mother’s death. She had died bringing her precious sister into the world. Konoha did not know anyone who loved the previous countess than their father. Everyone loved her, even the staff. They had told her more than once just how much she resembled her mother.

She was not blind to what was going around her. She was the favored child, and Iana is not. No one wanted to serve her, in fear of objects being thrown at them or yelled at for even the slightest mistake. To work under such a fearsome dragon. Yes, she was also aware of that horrid nickname.

Konoha had tried to reach out to her precious sister, but Iana scorned every attempt and the bullying increased tenfold, from public degradation to bribing some servants to give Konoha tea and snacks laced with poison.

When Sir Ginoford confronted Iana after trying to give a dangerous relic for her to read, that was the day that her younger sister lost her memories. And…when their uncle attempted to violate her in the sanctity of the village’s church.

If it weren’t for her younger sister’s interference, Konoha had the feeling something terrible would have happened to Sir Ginoford. Nonetheless, she was grateful to Iana.

Although she is upset that Iana did not recognize her older sister, Konoha saw it as an opportunity to start over. To rebuild their fractured relationship on a clean slate. That was why she tried to approach Iana again after their uncle had been arrested.

Instead of openly mocking her or Sir Ginoford like before, Iana begrudgingly accepted their invitation to tea or a walk in the gardens. She even went through the trouble of creating a dress for the foundation day’s opening night at the royal palace.

A dress designed just for her.

Although the maids have tried time and time again to throw it away in fear that Iana had used a poisoned needle in the fabric, Konoha forbade it. The dress was a precious gift from her sister. Why would she throw it away?

When she heard that her sister was holed up in her room creating more clothes, she would personally come to Iana’s room with a cart of tea and snacks to make sure the latter wasn’t working too hard. But to see Iana walking on the plush carpet bare-footed in such loose fitting garments? How scandalous!

Even Sol became flustered and almost begged Iana to change her clothes, for her older sister. Iana refused, arguing that a short-sleeved shirt was not scandalous with the floor-length cloak she is wearing over it. She wants to be comfortable in her own room.

Konoha wholeheartedly agreed, so long as she was the only one who saw Iana like this. It would be unsightly for another gentleman to see it. She smiled when she saw a pout form on her little sister’s cheeks, the expression deepening as Sol continued to reprimand before she snapped at him, inciting yet another argument between them. Konoha simply shook her head and took a sip of her honey lemon tea.

Oh, she so dearly hoped that they would get along soon.

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𝑴𝒊𝒔𝒃𝒆𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏 𝒑𝒖𝒃𝒍𝒊𝒄 | 𝙽𝚎𝚘 𝙴𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚜𝚝 𝙻𝚎𝚊𝚐𝚞𝚎 | (18+)

📌ft. barou, oliver, bachira, ryusei.

･ﾟﾟ･｡ warnings- mdni, f!reader, pro players (20+), 20+ characters, petnames, suggestive content, sexual content.

$ BAROU SHOEI $

He didn’t like to show that behavior in public. He preferred the private where he could end your behavior, but you had crossed the line this time. You deserve a punishment for learning not to play with the king. You almost jumped out of your chair when you felt the tip of his shoe pushing against your knees and pressing your cunt, making you stare at him holding back a moan, he put a finger in his mouth and you didn’t dare make any noises as he amused himself rubbing his foot in your intimacy, watching your reactions as you struggled to keep muted during the meeting. He teased you throughout the entire meeting, stopping his movements when you were close to cumming and starting again when you caught your breath, face red, and your mouth swollen from the bites. “You’re going to learn how to behave in public, little whore.” Barou whispered close to your ear, his hand squeezing the back of your neck as you walked out of the building.

$ BACHIRA MEGURU $

It was an important moment for him and his mother. The exhibition of her newest art was finally happening and the two of you were special guests, entertaining the other guests. Bachira’s hand went towards your ass as soon as you stopped next to him, his hand making the outline of your ass as you two smiled at the people passing by. “Oh, but what a pleasurable surprise.” He said, smiling, his attention turned to the room as his hand pressed against your ass. “Did you like it? It’s for later.” You replied, pushing your ass against his hand, his thumb pressing against the anal plug you wore. “I can’t wait for later.” He said before leaving, arranging the bulge in his pants.

$ OLIVER AIKU $

You two were enjoying the summer vacation somewhere in Europe, and as usual, Oliver couldn’t keep his hands to him. You felt his big hand land on your thigh and the caress. Little by little, his hand went up, and you spread your legs apart, making room for his hand to enter your shorts and move your panties away. He smiled when he felt your wetness and continued the caress until you shifted in your chair, attracting the attention of the friends who were sitting in front of you. You held back the moans by taking sips of your drink or biting the inside of your lips while Oliver kept himself normal, talking like he didn’t have three fingers inside your pussy, driving you crazy. You grabbed his arm and closed your legs, trapping his hand as you came on his fingers. He withdrew his fingers, brought them to his mouth when no one was looking, and spoke in your ear, “The best taste of summer is yours.”

$ RYUSEI SHIDOU $

The large, secluded mansion he bought had no privacy at all since the paparazzi had easy access to the hills surrounding the house and, especially, that Ryusei liked to fuck in the pool. “Let them see, sweetie.” He nibbled on your ear as one hand cupped your chin and the other pressed the volume into your belly, where his cock hit as it entered. “You love to get attention, so why not let them see who fucks that tight pussy?” He laughed as he felt you squeeze his cock, moaning his name as your eyes searched for the cameras in the middle of the woods, as if you were going to see. You couldn’t see any cameras, but the devices captured you and Ryusei in the middle of the enormous pool, illuminated by the sun.

#iwashie work #iwashie writes #blue lock #blue lock x reader #bllk imagines #blue lock headcanons #blue lock x you #barou shoei x reader #bachira x reader #oliver aiku x reader #ryusei shidou x reader

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dalchiid · 1 year

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𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 17

A story of obsession, fear, and lust. You're a maid whose Masters forbid you in meeting their guests for the night but your luck runs dry when you run into them and catch the attention of Lord Hoseok himself. He's smitten from the beginning and thus, your fate has been decided.

Pairing: Yandere Vampire Hoseok x Fem/AFAB Reader

Word Count: 5,815

Warnings: 18+, Yandere, Obsession, Possessive, Angst, Fear, Blood, Biting, Dub-Con, Eventual smut

Will add or remove warnings based on what's in each chapter.

I do not condone the behavior being exhibited in my work. This is solely for entertainment purposes and I hope if any of you are ever in a situation like this that you have the chance and ability to run away from it. Take care out there.

DO NOT copy, edit, or repost my work anywhere.

Chapter 17 Warnings: Yandere, Possessive, Obsession, Small bit of angst

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Hoseok leads you off somewhere distant. Up the large stairs and towards the west wing. You take a chance to look at the walls and paintings that adorn them. From abstract art to full fledged pieces of what you presume to be other vampires. Vampires who once ruled these walls. There's one in particular that catches your attention. A man and several women seated and around them are seven young men. You immediately recognize one of them as Jimin and your eyes go to search for Hoseok but before you can find him you're dragged off and away. Hoseok continues to pull on your arm until you reach a door. He opens it to reveal a lavished bedroom the curtains are drawn closed and reveal to be thick cream material with lace layered on top. His bed is a four poster with an emerald green and cream colored sheets. You look around as he releases your hand and you find yourself drawn to his entertainment center. It's made out of glass as are his nightstands but what catches your eye are the pictures he has lying on top of them. They're pictures of children. Children playing, children holding each other in tight hugs. There's one of a teenager who looks much like Hoseok holding a woman close to his side - a heart shaped smile taking over his face. If it weren't for her facial features that resembled him so much- his nose, cheekbones, and smile being mirror images - you would have thought she might be his sister or possibly a lover.

Hoseok checks over his things the servants brought while you stare at the picture and huffs when he gets to your bag.

You look over to him see he has it open and stares down into it with a disapproving gaze.

"What" you ask.

He looks up at you with a frown. "Nothing it's just," he starts but then hums. "I thought you would have more things."

You scratch the back of your neck in slight discomfort. "I didn't need a lot of stuff and I still don't so don't worry about it."

He shakes his head. "We'll change that soon enough."

It's like he didn't hear a word that you said but you can't bring yourself to fight him. You're hungry and thirsty and you voice that aloud to him.

He pouts as he hums. "We'll get something to eat in a minute. Let me just put your stuff away."

You turn away from the picture you were staring at and face him. "Where are you going to put my stuff?"

"In the closet with mine." He smiles. "I have some extra room in there so it only seems right."

You don't know what to say to that so you go back to snooping around his room. You normally are not like this but you want to get a layout of your prison. Have an idea where things are and have an escape plan if needed.

You walk over to the curtains and peek through them. It's night time so you know every single vampire is active right now. Your eyes roam over what you can see and notice the entire backyard is gated with long black metal rods. It goes on past the house and you note that the front must be gated too. You didn't notice that before and now that you do it leaves you feeling a little defeated.

"Of course," you mumble.

You take the time to look over everything else and notice a garden takes up the majority of the space. You can't tell what flowers they are from this distance but you also notice a bunch of hedges in the shape of a miniature maze. Past it you see the top of something else but can't make out what it is. Lights light up the walkway leading to all of this just like in the front and you have half a mind to check it out. If not later then maybe tomorrow.

"Okay that's that."

Hoseok makes you jump with his overly joyful voice. You were taking in the silence just fine before he reminded you of his presence.

He smiles your way. "Everything has been put away. How about we get something to eat now? Maybe there's still something left over from earlier's dinner. If not we can order something?"

You bite your lip with a shrug.

He doesn't say anything about your suddenly timid attitude but he goes to take your hand in his. You don't try to fight him off but you're clearly nervous. Knowing how trapped you are in here will do that to you.

"Come on."

He leads you out of his bedroom that you guess you'll be sharing with him. That thought alone leaves you feeling sick. Why couldn't you have a room of your own? You question this out loud and it makes Hoseok frown.

"Why would you be alone if we're together? It's only right for couples to stay with each other."

Your brows furrow as you frown. You lick your lips prepared to say something but his grip on your hand tightens.

"Just be aware how utterly alone you are without me here. You might as well accept it."

Your nostrils flare as your eyes widen a fraction for just a second. A second enough for Hoseok to notice before a chilling smile takes over his face.

You look forward and try to ignore the way your heart beats erratically. You truly are trapped.

Hoseok leads you down the stairs and over to the east wing towards the kitchen. He startles a few servants at his sudden entrance but they calm down when they notice who it is, but their curiosity is piqued when they see you.

"Master Hoseok," one of them says. He has a gentle smile towards his Master. "You're back."

"I am," Hoseok smiles. "I came to see if there were any left over food from dinner."

"Of course! We knew you and Masters Jungkook and Seokjin would be back tonight so we saved some for you."

Hoseok nods. "Is there enough for my partner?"

"Partner?" Another asks. She looks confused as she looks between you two.

"Yes I should introduce you." Hoseok holds your hands up to show how they are entwined. "Meet Y/N. She's my lover. We met over at the Baek's. We fell in love and now she's here. She'll be living with us from now on."

Your eyes widen when he said you both were in love. You look over to the servants with a desperate look that catches their attention real quick. They don't say anything but watch as you shake your head subtlety. Not enough to garner Hoseok's attention but theirs alone. One of them smiles though it seems forced as she hesitantly bows towards you.

"Uh um, welcome Lady Y/N. I-It's nice to meet you."

The other three servants follow her movements and bow as well but when they stand up they can see the way your eyes begin to water.

You didn't want this. Not at all.

The air feels awkward then with no one knowing what to do. It's until the first servant that greeted Hoseok in the beginning that everyone begins to move.

"I'm sure there's enough for Lady Y/N. You know we always make enough seeing as Master Jungkook has quite the appetite."

A maid goes to retrieve the refrigerated food. Another gathers plates and glasses and warms up the food.

"You can wait in the dining room, Master Hoseok. We'll bring it out for you two shortly."

Hoseok smiles before leading the two of you off. You give one last glance back towards the servants - a desperate look on your face. They notice it but choose to instead look down or away from you. It breaks your heart.

The two of you enter the next room and you are greeted by a large table. Up close you realize it's made out of black mahogany and it makes you raise a brow. You realize how expensive it must be but don't say a word about. Hoseok picks out a seat for you where you sit down. Shortly after he takes his place next to you and sighs with a smile.

"Our cooks are exceptional so I know you'll enjoy the food."

You only hum in response as you look down at the table. The very expensive table. You know mahogany when you see one and only because you looked up different types of furnishings when you were looking for a desk for yourself. It was an option but too expensive. More than what you could afford despite how much money you saved which is more than likely gone because you doubt Hyung-Won would allow you to access your bank account now. The idea of it just makes you rub your hand over your face in irritation. You brought the card with you anyways but you still doubt it.

"Everything okay, my love?"

You grit your teeth and swallow down your answer. It would have come off rude and you're trying to play it nice right now. You already irritated him once tonight. You don't want to push your luck to see what he would do to you in punishment.

You sigh deeply and give a nod. "I'm just a little tired. The nap in the car wasn't enough."

He hums as he places a hand on the back of your neck to massage. "I imagine. You should try to stay up though. Have your schedule in tandem with mine. Now that we're together I'd like to spend more time with you rather than the few short hours of the day."

You purse your lips but make no room to respond. You won't respond. You just can't.

A few minutes pass by before the doors open and in come in the servants from the kitchen with food and drinks.

Hoseok let's out loud "Oh-ho" in excitement and breathes in the smell of food. Placed before you two is a plate of japchae and on a smaller plate an egg custard. A glass of wine is served as well and it's within more silence do you start to eat your food.

All that's heard are the slurps as you both enjoy your meal. It was very good and you enjoy it to the fullest. From the meat to the vegetables to the noodles - it all tasted fantastic, but you weren't about to let Hoseok know about that.

You don't realize how quiet Hoseok really is at the dinner table with no willing participant is around for conversation. You prefer it though because you really didn't feel like talking.

As soon as you're done your food you start on the custard. The texture is smooth and comes apart deliciously in your mouth. You take a sip of your wine and enjoy it as well but again you won't tell Hoseok that.

Hoseok giggles as he looks your way before wiping his lips. "You left your plate clean."

You grunt.

He giggles again but doesn't say anything else as he begins his dessert. More preferable silence until the doors open up and reveal Lords Seokjin and Jungkook.

"Ah I see you two already made it to the dinner table." Seokjin announces with a smile.

"And we already finished up." Hoseok says.

Seokjin sucks his teeth as Jungkook goes to sit.

"I guess you won't be accompanying us tonight then?"

"You should have come here earlier if that's the case Jwan."

Jwan? Was that his nickname for his brother? You don't realize how close the two are until now as Seokjin let's out an unusual laugh. He takes in the nickname just fine and even returns the favor by calling Hoseok "Hobi."

Hobi? You guess they kept it together - kept it professional in front of your former Masters because they were revealing a side of themselves they haven't before.

"Kooky." Seokjin calls for the youngest's attention.

The young vampire stretches and yawns loudly before answering Seokjin back.

"What?"

"What are you doing after this?"

Jungkook shrugs. "Probably play some games."

"Let's play together. Rock, paper, scissors to see who gets player 1."

"No."

"Ah come on Kooky my little dongsaeng. Don't hurt your brother's feelings like that."

You freeze when you hear a little giggle escape the young one. He was capable of laughing?

"No because if you win you'll never shut up about it. I can play on my own."

"Ya-"

"You guys are so loud." Hoseok laughs.

God everything felt so normal around you and you hated it. How they could bring their walls down and laugh with one another despite holding you hostage. It almost makes you want to scream and cry but you know you have to play it cool because you'll gain nothing from throwing a tantrum.

The men squabble and laugh together like it's nothing until soon enough Seokjin's and Jungkook's dinner comes in. Their eyes light up as it's brought to them and both yours and Hoseok's empty plates are taken away.

Seokjin hums around a mouthful of food before swallowing. "What are you two going to do now?"

He questions you and Hoseok.

"Well I was planning on giving her a tour so that way she doesn't get lost without me around."

A tour? That could actually help you in advantage if given the chance to escape. Clearly it's caught your attention because Seokjin notices the way you perk up. He smiles in your direction before talking to Hoseok.

"I think that's a good idea. Have fun you two!"

You can only hum in response and are quick to stand up along with Hoseok. He seems to notice your determination and it brings a smile to his face.

"Where would you like to start?"

You shrug. "Anywhere really."

"Since we're already down stairs let's start from here then."

You nod as he reaches for your hand. It's the one time you don't frown about it but it's because you're somewhat excited. If you can find a way to escape you might be able to do so with Hoseok's help. He wouldn't know of course but this is your first step.

He pulls you out of the dining room before inhaling deeply to talk. "So you know already this is the dining room and over there is the kitchen. He brings you further down the hall to show you a room without a door.

"This is the playroom. Everything from consoles, PCs, pool, foosball - you name it, we have it."

You look around the room and it looks far different from the one back at your former Masters' home. It looks bigger to help accommodate everything inside. The walls are like an eggplant purple as are a few of the chairs sat around a table. Behind it is a bookcase lined up with a variety of board games. Across from this setup is a long L-shaped, black couch and in front of that is a large screen TV with consoles of every type beneath them in an entertainment center. Much like the one in Hyun-Woo's room it has games lining each side of the TV with a rack of controllers rested on the entertainment center. Behind that are the pool and foosball tables sat right next to each other. Pressed up against the wall are rows of PCs with monitors, a lit up keyboard and mouse along with headphones resting upon their respective stands. Across from that is a doorway that's closed and Hoseok leads you to it to show you what's inside.

"In here," he says as he goes to open it. "Is the theater room."

You look inside to see there's a giant screen that takes up the wall with speakers beneath it and across from them are two rows of recliners with cup holders on the arm rest.

"Some times on a weekend, if we're free, we'll watch a movie together. With you here you're welcomed to join us."

You hum.

He leads you out of the theater and playroom to lead you further down the hall to where you find a sliding door to the outside.

"And this, my love. This leads out to the garden. Would you like to see?"

Before you can properly formulate a verbal answer you nod.

He chuckles at what he perceives to be your enthusiasm before sliding the door open to let the two of you out.

The Summer air has cooled down with the moon out. A soft breeze blows by and along with it comes the sound of rustling foliage. Hoseok continues to lead you down into it from the stone walkway that leads up to the door where you stand. There's no patio like at Hyun-Woo's but a big shade structure that covers over the stone platform. Beneath the structure are gray couches with purple pillows with a glass stand on either side.

You don't get to admire it for long as Hoseok continues to lead you down the walkway. Your path is lit by little lights that are stuck into the grassy ground. It brightens your path enough so you can see all of the beautiful flowers around you. You can see some of them. From climbing trees with branches filled with lilac wisteria, bushes of blue and purple hydrangeas as well as rows upon rows of herbaceous clematis. You can't see what else there is but from what you can see it looks beautiful. All of it does.

"It's beautiful," you wistfully say. You don't know why but it makes you feel sad. Maybe because it reminds you so much of your garden work from back home. Well, what was once your home.

"Hey." Hoseok gently calls for your attention.

You look over to him and he has a sweet smile plastered onto his face. It bothers you so much the way he looks at you. Like he's in love.

"Life is going to be great for you living here. I promise you that."

His hand caresses your face and you have to fight with yourself to not pull away, but your frown is evident. He doesn't say anything about it. Probably assuming it has less to do with him than your change in housing.

He squeezes your hand in what you believe to be his reassurance before he leads you back towards the estate.

"We can explore more of this during the day. Don't want for us to get lost in the maze at night." He winks like he's telling a joke but you don't react to it.

As soon as you both are in he continues the tour. He eventually takes you the library which isn't far from the exit to the garden. You remember what he told you back in your formal home about how much you'll love it. It's spacious with rows upon rows of books. Bookshelves also line the middle of the room and they're filled to the brim with books as well. Your eyes widen at the sight of it all. Hoseok wasn't kidding when he mentioned how expansive the library is. You somewhat recall how he mentioned it was all due to his brother's interest. You wonder if it's any of the ones you met so far.

You walk further into the room to see tables around it with seats and a tall window with a nook and small pillows. It looked like something out of a fairytale and you imagined how nice it would look with the sun pooling in.

Before you could see or say anything though Hoseok pulls on your hand.

"You're welcome to come here whenever you like. For now though let's continue the tour."

You let him drag you away and you think you just might take his word on that. If you're escape fails you'll have a room to hide out in away from him. That's if you can even try to escape. So far you know the entire place is gated. Hopefully that won't put a wrench in your plans.

Hoseok takes you further around the place until he points out a few studies. The doors are closed but he mentions they belong to his brothers.

"There's seven of us and we need our own places to work." He opens the door to his study and shows you what's inside.

It looks like how any study would look. A desk along with small built in bookshelves behind it. The desk is made up of the same black mahogany from the dining room. You briefly wonder if he got it because of that or got the dining room table because of his desk. On top of it is a monitor plugged into his computer. Unlike the playroom his keyboard and mouse don't light up. The chair is a black ergonomic one that'll surely support his back. In the rest of the room is a long black couch to rest on and and a few plushies decorating the floor. You wouldn't have expected him to have something like that but you don't question it.

"You're welcome to rest here when I'm working. I wouldn't mind having your presence around." He raises your hand to kiss the back of it.

You can't help but cringe. You hate how he tries to pamper you with love and affection when you don't want any of it. You have to remind yourself to play it cool because now you're in the lion's den with little ways to escape. He says nothing about your reaction and you hoped it's because he really didn't notice.

He gives a contented sigh before leading you both back into the hall. Once the door is closed he brings you around to go back up the stairs.

"It's not necessary but to avoid you accidentally snooping around where you shouldn't - I'll show you where my brothers' rooms are."

You're silent as he brings you towards the east wing and immediately starts to point the rooms out.

"This one here is Namjoon's room. I've mentioned him before to you. The one that has an interest in books. I don't think he's here right now but when he is I'll introduce him to you."

The next is a few feet away and he points to it as well.

"Here is Yoongi's room. He might be home?" He turns his head in thought before knocking on the door. "He usually is. If not here then maybe in his stu-" Before he can finish the sentence the door opens.

A head full of long hair peeks out as he squints from the lighting in the halls. A face you could only explain as cute looks between you two before he yawns.

"Oh Yoongi!" Hoseok smiles. "I wasn't sure if you were here or in your study. Did I wake you up?"

Yoongi hums as he blinks slowly. "Everything okay?" His voice is deep and raspy from just waking up.

Hoseok nods. "I just wanted to introduce you to someone."

As if just realizing you are there, Yoongi's brow raises in your direction.

"This is Y/N. She'll be living with us from now on."

At that Yoongi's attention snaps back to Hoseok.

"Why," he asks.

"Because," Hoseok starts.

And here it comes, you think.

"She's my lover. We met at the Baek's."

Yoongi's lips part in small confusion before he shakes his head. "Um, okay? Uh congrats I guess?"

Hoseok chuckles. "We should leave you alone to rest up. You must've been working late again, right?"

His brother hums. "It's okay. I woke up a few minutes before you knocked. I just needed an excuse to get up."

"Ah, then I'll leave you to it, bro."

Yoongi hums again before closing the door.

"And that's my brother! The second oldest of us. Seokjin is the oldest."

You don't know what to say to that. You could barely formulate an answer as your brain is still processing that interaction. His brother didn't seem to care to know about the specifics between you and Hoseok. You wonder if he would have known the full truth would he be on Hoseok's side like Seokjin and Jungkook or be against it, but now you'll never know.

Hoseok tugs your hand as he goes further down the hall but on the opposite side.

"This is Taehyung's room. He might be home. Let's see." He knocks on the door and you wait for an answer.

As soon as the door opens your brows raise when you see Jimin instead. He leans up against the door way as he looks you up and down.

"Well hello, beautiful. What brings you here?"

You frown at him as Hoseok grits through his teeth "Knock it off. Where's Taehyung?"

Jimin only smirks before looking over his shoulder.

At the call of his name a tall vampire with fluffy hair walks over. Like a marble statue made in likeness to the gods Taehyung makes his appearance to you and you have to physically stop yourself from gasping.

"Taehyung," Hoseok starts. "This is Y/N. Y/N this is Taehyung. One of our youngest along with Jimin." He grumbles out the latter's name and it only makes Jimin's smile grow wider.

"Oh," Taehyung extends his hand. "Nice to meet you." A boxy smile takes over his features.

"She's Hoseok's girlfriend." Jimin chuckles.

At this Taehyung's brows raise up across his forehead before he looks between you two. Your brows are furrowed and you're clearly feeling uncomfortable while Hoseok looks like the complete opposite.

"I see." It's all Taehyung says but he doesn't question Jimin's words.

You hope it's because he notices that something is wrong about you two but he doesn't say so out loud.

"Well, it's nice to meet you then." He smiles but it doesn't really reach his eyes.

"It's always a pleasure seeing you." Jimin states but all it does is make your frown grow deeper.

Hoseok's grip on your hand tightens before he grumbles out a "See you" to his brothers. He leads you back towards the west wing to show you the rest of the place as Jimin's laugh rings out behind you.

You can tell Hoseok is not in the mood and it makes your heart skip a beat. You don't like it when he's angry because it makes your fear of him all the more evident. He doesn't say anything as you walk away and you follow behind him like a frightened prey. It's as you two are passing that one painting that caught your eye before do you stop walking. Hoseok feels your resistance and he's about to pull on you until he looks back and sees you staring at the picture. He releases your hand as he comes to stand by you as you both take in the painting. You say nothing and wonder if he won't either until his lips part to speak.

"That's my family."

You look at him before looking at the painting again.

You see eight men standing behind five seated women. You recognize Hoseok, Seokjin, Yoongi, Jimin, Jungkook, and Taehyung but not the other two.

"Who's who," you ask.

"Well you know the ones that you met. This one right here," he points to the man who is just as beautiful as his brothers. "Is Namjoon. He's the one that isn't home right now and this one in the middle is our father."

That explained that but who were the women?

"And the women," you ask. Were they his sisters?

"Those are our mothers."

Your head snaps in his direction - confusion laced into your features. Hoseok laughs at your expression before he goes on to explain.

"Not all of us share the same mother. This one is mine," he points to the woman who you remember seeing in that one photo in his room. The one where Hoseok was a teenager. "This is Seokjin's, Namjoon's, and Taehyung's mother. And this is Yoongi's, Jungkook's and that one is Jimin's.

It never occurred to you that this was a thing. One man and five women in a relationship. Are they still in a relationship? You ask this out loud and Hoseok nods with a hum.

"I know it seems unconventional but they are in love just like we are."

Just like you were? Hoseok wasn't completely deluded you know that. Otherwise he wouldn't fight with you and make you feel desperate and alone if you so much as went against him. It makes you think what he means by that until something sickening clicks within you. He didn't mean...

"Did," you pause before you try to rephrase what you're trying to say. "Were they exactly like us?"

Hoseok laughs. "No, baby. Not like that. What we have is exceptional."

A sigh of relief leaves you at that. So Hoseok was the exception, but just him alone? You feel like something must be off with his brothers. Maybe not all of them but definitely some. Seokjin's and Jungkook's disinterest in wanting to help you out is one.

You look back up at the picture and sigh. You wonder if his parents know their son would turn out like this. With the way his brothers shrug it off you guess they didn't care or they might have done something to make him feel like what he was doing was right because someone as possessive as him - that just doesn't happen over night.

You feel Hoseok's hand come to rest on your lower back.

"Come," he says. "Let's go so I can show you where Seokjin's and Jungkook's rooms are."

"What about Jimin's?" You don't know why you ask about the other vampire that clearly is getting on Hoseok's bad side. You expect him to get angry but he just hums.

"It's actually next to Taehyung's. Just know that. Outside of that stay away from him. All he's capable of doing is causing trouble."

You give a soft "Oh" before he takes you down the hall.

A few feet in he stops at a door and juts his chin towards it. "This is Seokjin's room and the next one over you already know is mine. Across from here though is Jungkook's and the rest of the rooms around here are empty for guests."

Knowing how many of the brothers there are makes you nervous. How would you be able to get out without being noticed? That didn't count the help.

"Where do your servants live?" You needed to know.

"In a campus out back. Much like it is in your formal home."

You hum. "Do any of them live here?"

He shakes his head. "That's the difference between us and the Baek's. So many of us already live here and that's not including when family comes to visit so it's for the best they do not."

You purse your lips in thought. You also have to have an idea of the servants' schedule. So much so that you have to keep an eye out for. It makes you want to sigh in defeat but you don't want to call it quits just yet.

The first thing you'll need to do is check your bank account. See if it's still accessible. You'll need your laptop for that and will have to access it during a time where you're left alone. You don't want Hoseok to know what you're doing and why. Maybe when he's asleep or showering - anything really. So long as he's not over your shoulder.

"What has you thinking so hard, pretty girl?"

His question catches you off guard. You're quick to shake your head no before parting your lips to speak.

"Nothing. I'm just a little out of it that's all."

Hoseok hums as he pulls you into his arms. You grow stiff in his hold as he presses your chests together - his chin resting on your shoulder. You don't know what to do and so your arms hang limply by your sides. He inhales deeply before releasing it all into a sigh. The two of you are like this for a minute or so before he pulls back a little to kiss your neck.

Your body grows even stiffer and you nearly pull back from his hold. He gives you another kiss this one closer to your jaw before he pulls back to stare at you. His eyes are heavy with something unknown to you but you look away in nervousness. His hand comes up to caress your face until he places his fingers and thumb on either side of your face.

"Look at me."

You don't want to but you're afraid of what he might do to you if you don't. Warily, you look into his direction to take in his unreadable expression. His hold on your face is light but you know he's capable of squeezing you and hard. The idea of it makes your eyes water but you don't know if it's because of that or because you haven't blinked.

Hoseok sighs as he angles your head closer to his own. You see him work his jaw before he gives you a barely there smile.

"Welcome home, beautiful."

Your eyes can't stay open any longer and so they close. A single tear makes its way down your face as they open again and Hoseok watches it trail down. He kisses your cheek before pulling back but not far enough. It makes you want to cry but you try to stay strong.

"It's about that time you need your fix, right?"

You haven't even thought about that. You've been so preoccupied with going into survival mode that it slipped your mind. You haven't experienced withdrawals yet but you suspect it's either out of pure luck or because you're adrenaline is at an all time high and you barely felt the withdrawals because of it.

Hoseok questioningly hums and it's then you realize he wants to hear your answer. You lick your lips and he watches the action. Your throat suddenly feels parched as you try to swallow your spit. The gulp is loud but it does nothing to moisturize your throat. Your eyes begin to water again but this time out of helplessness.

You didn't want to go through those painful withdrawals again. Never ever again and so you do what you can only do. You nod pathetically.

Hoseok smiles at your response and leans his head in to yours until your lips touch. The kiss on your end is hesitant and it takes his tongue to peek through to make you open your mouth. With more hesitancy do you part your teeth to allow his tongue to touch your own and it's then do you feel it. That blissful feeling that has you pulling him in for more.

Oh how low you have fallen.

#bts x reader #bts fanfic #bts fic #yandere bts #yandere bts x reader #hoseok x reader #yandere hoseok

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a-local-idiots-shitpost · 1 year

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Привет! не могли бы вы написать, что mc был проявлением всех грехов сразу? на самом деле сделать это очень сложно, но из этого могут выйти очень интересные ситуации. кроме того, грехи могли сочетаться. например, гнев сочится почти из всего, кто-то съел вашу еду? Яростно сразитесь с ними, выбейте из них все дерьмо, а затем съешьте их обед! какой-то демон украл у тебя 15 гриммов? сломай ему руки от гнева, а потом возьми его деньги себе! (на самом деле, это очень скучные примеры, но я не знаю, как это написать...). да и просто интересно было бы посмотреть на реакцию демонов и ангелов, видевших, наверное, самого грешного человека. только представьте себе ужас Симеона. Концепт объединения всех грехов я еще нигде не видел, но уверен, что в твоем стиле это было бы просто потрясающе.

Hello! Could you write that Mc was a manifestion of all sins at once? In fact, it is very difficult to do this, but very interesting situations can come out of it. Moreover, the sins could be combined. For example, anger oozes from almost everything, did someone eat your food? Fight them furiously, beat the crap out of then and then eat their lunch! Some Demons stole 15 Grimm from you? Break his arms in anger and then take his money for yourself! (actually, these are very boring examples, but I don´t know how to write it…). And it would just be just interesting to see the reaction of the Demons and Angels who saw, probably the most sinful person. Just imagine the Horror of Simeon. I haven´t seen the concept of combining all the sins anywhere, but I´m sure that in your style it would be just amazing.

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pretty cool idea and your examples weren´t boring at all but I´ll break it into two parts I´ll tag you in the other and @ anyone reading this not only the person who asked me please request in English, it was pure coincidence I knew what language it was so I could translate the request

anyway hope you´ll enjoy

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Lucifer:

Mc why are you gloating about beating a Demon up with their own arm and taking their wallet?

he will be annoyed by any Sin that you exhibit, besides Pride of course

if you do anything prideful you´ll just increase Lucifer´s Pride, I mean who wouldn´t get Prideful when their Human exhibits their Sins

but for anything else house arrest

Diavolo already let´s you get away with murder, someone needs to be responsible and enforce rules for your own good

he doesn´t want a repeat of the time a Demon beat you in a quiz, you git jealous and tried to eat him alive and then fell asleep

or when you seduced someone for free food

now that he thinks about it maybe a muzzle would do you some good...

Mammon:

that´s his Human! robbing someone that got something they wanted just how he thaught em!

he couldn´t be prouder and of course now his Human is also Proud of themself

there is nothing more romantic for a couple than to rob someone together and watch his Human charm the watchmen so they won´t be caught

and if that doesn´t work killing them also works, they probably won´t be missed

he even took with him to a casino to celebrate the successful heist

maybe not the smartest idea but no one caught you and you even managed to win some money, while Mammon couldn´t stay at one win and got into some more debt

Mammon decided to end the night with taking you out to eat, bad idea considering robbing a bank makes you surprisingly hungry

you also feel asleep on the way back and he had to carry you

and he may or may not used this chance to take a nap with you

but if you asked not he didn´t you were just a really clingy Human!

Leviathan:

so the reason he had to pick you up is because you got jealous that a Demon got the snack you wanted and you decided to beat them and take it for yourself?

why did you have to call him!? this is just normal behavior for you! there was literally no reason for you to involve him in this matter

aaand turned out that you ate so much you feel asleep, at least it´s better than last time where all you did was gloat about the fact you robbed a Demon

you´re spending to much time with those normie brothers of his

it would do you some good if you just stayed with him and played games together

and no he isn´t saying this out of envy! okay maybe it´s a bit a lot of envy

Satan:

you broke a Demons arms and legs when he tried to steal your wallet

there was never a moment where you were more beautiful to him, so beautiful in fact he didn´t notice you taking the Demons wallet for yourself

and you getting maybe a bit jealous of him ignoring you

which may or may not have caused you to be a bit more affectionate and flirty than you would usually be

and if that doesn´t know act prideful, which will make Satan jealous

he doesn´t have anything against you being prideful but he hates it when Lucifer sees it

to cool off he decided to invite you to a new café where both of you decided to oreder everything, you were hungry and Satan saw that the majority was cat themed

after eating the majority of the food you fell asleep and Satan carried you home

Asmodeus:

his favorite Human is tricking a bunch of Demons by being their adorable little self

he couldn´t be prouder~

but his pride ended when he was it didn´t work and saw you beat the shit out of them, he even saw you bite one of their ears off and gloat about it when the others backed away in fear

he could also swear you ate some of their flesh because you were hungy, or your usual case of morbid curiosity

and because one flaunted their jewelry, which is always bad when you are around, and you decided to take some for yourself because you thought it would look better on you

or on him, he might not be a fan of bloody gifts but if it´s concerning you he´ll gladly take it

and after terrifying every Demon in a ten mile radius you fell asleep, if you wren´t covered in blood you would have been the second most adorable person

which was a lie even covered in blood he thinks you are completely irresistible <3

Beelzebub:

both of you went out to eat after your accident

which wasn´t an accident and more like a reversed mugging, which means some Demons tried to rob both of you and you threatened them to give you their wallets

and maybe Beel just staying menacingly behind you helped your case or the fact you pulled out a knife and managed to cut a finger off

or that you said out loud that you will keep it to turn it into a trophy

yeah after much they just threw their valuables in your guys direction and bolted

which was a smart move on their part

anyway both of you managed to empty the restaurant

which shocked everybody involved or it was because you paid in bloody money

biggest tone shift was when you just drowsily walked around the place after you were done

murder takes up a bunch of energy you know

Belphegor:

both of you were taking a nap when he remembered all of the things he saw you do

there was the time you got so jealous of him getting attention from strangers that you destroyed their social life and were completely proud of it

or when a Demon tried to take your lunch and beaten them unconscious with your tray before taking their watch because you thought it looked nice

or when you tried to pull one of Asmo´s tricks when you got caught taking someones snacks

now that he thinks about it you are a really sinful Human, which means perfect for them and most importantly him

I mean there is nothing better when your favorite person/pillow likes to sleep as much as you

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browzerhistory · 9 months

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Hi multiple months ago you mentioned something about scavs having social hierarchy and I am having a hard time finding anything on it but I KNOW it’s there and I’d like to hear ur thoughts

anon you've unleashed the autism beast >:]

ok SO for background there are 6 personality modifiers that every creature in rain world (excluding the player ofc) has on a scale from 0 to 1: aggression, bravery, dominance, energy, nervousness, and sympathy. the closer to 1 each of the traits is, the more of that trait the creature will exhibit. for the sake of this post not getting to be 10000 words, we'll just focus on these traits (mainly dominance) in scavengers.

dominance levels don't change any other personality traits, but are impacted by traits like bravery and aggression. scavengers with high dominance are more likely to act as pack leaders, walk over scavs with lower dominance values, and even have longer eartlers and longer frills. scavengers with lower dominance values, however, are more likely to abandon a task to try and find pack leaders, among other behavior changes. (1)

additionally, there are elite scavengers, whose eartlers are down turned, who wear carved vulture masks, and who usually spawn with electric spears and even have a small chance to spawn with singularity bombs. elite scavengers have the ability to leap across long distances, unlike normal scavengers, but can still be traded with (if you're willing to risk it). (2) normal scavengers will usually defer to elite scavs and will protect them from any perceived threat.

of course, this mini-essay would be incomplete without mentioning the chieftain. the chieftain (called ScavengerKing in the code) is arguably the only boss in the entire game and is encountered at the end of artificer's campaign. like elite scavengers, it can leap into the air after a short animation and often utilizes electric spears. however, it wears armor made from red centipede shells, a mask that looks like a miniature version of the rain deer skulls at tolls, and has both the mark of communication and a citizen id drone. it's found on a throne in the 12th council pillar, house of braids in metropolis by every slugcat that can access that area (however, it doesn't spawn in expedition mode as monk or survivor and has no arena unlock). (3)

it cannot be traded with, as offering it a pearl will begin a fight with it, and it will otherwise just sit on its throne and gesture angrily towards the exit. in artificer's campaign, the chieftain always looks the same, however, some scavenger ids are chieftains (not really sure why this is).

while it may be difficult to see at first, scavs follow a pretty simple but interesting social structure. i'd encourage reading more on the rw wiki (which i've linked here) and watching them yourself, if you can! they're seriously my favorite creatures in the game and some of my favorite video game critters ever. the diversity in body shape and color as well as the differences in their personalities and behaviors make them a treat to watch, even if you're not interacting with them directly. safari mode or just hanging out out of their sight can be good ways to observe them behaving "naturally."

#rain world #rainworld tag #id keep typing but a)i dont have time and b)this post could easily go into headcanon territory #and im trying to stick to canon stuff for the sake of stuff you can observe on your own #if youd like to hear my headcanons though let me know!

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quotergirl19 · 1 year

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A Polin Mirror Story:

Eloise noticed Colin spending a lot of time with Penelope lately so she decided it was necessary to tell him that Pen is Lady Whistledown but Colin didn’t believe her so she mentioned that she knew for a fact that her fortune is hidden in the floorboards of her bedroom and that Pen confessed when Eloise confronted her on the night of the Featherington ball.

Colin simply could not fathom that his sweet mild mannered friend Pen whom he’d rescued from her scheming cousin was also the notorious gossip keeping London on its toes. So that night during a ball, Colin decided to sneak into Pen’s bedroom to check the floor and find out once and for all if his sister was telling the truth or trying to keep him from suspecting Eloise herself of being Whistledown. Colin simply hadn’t considered that Penelope might have stayed home from the ball.

Having remembered that Pen mentioned how her mother just let go of some staff, Colin knew that he only needed to avoid a few maids. But just when he reached Penelope’s bedchamber he heard someone coming so he hid. A moment later Penelope entered the room and Colin could see her in the reflection of her full length mirror. A lady’s maid entered, unbuttoned Pen’s yellow day dress and left Penelope to finish undressing herself while she drew her a bath.

Colin watched Penelope in the mirror. He knew he should look away but he couldn’t tear his eyes from her. This was Penelope Featherington who he’d known forever yet he had never seen her this way. Alone in her private chambers and undressed, Penelope carried herself differently. There was none of the prim, meek behavior she normally exhibited in front of the ton, or even the smiling, pleasant lady she always was with him. There was an air about Penelope when she was alone and simply being herself that was so lovely he could barely breathe. Her long red curls hung down over one shoulder, resting on her rather large bosom which was barely contained by her corset and stays. She lifted the sheer fabric of her chemise scandalously high, exposing her thighs as she took off her stockings then slipped on her robe and slippers. Finally, as she’d clearly done many times before, she pulled a pouch that jingled with coins from her bosom, hid it under the boards at the corner of her rug and left the room to have her bath.

Colin didn’t dare stay a moment longer, he got out of Featherington house as soon as he could and thanked his lucky stars he hadn’t been caught. Good heavens, what would he have said if he had been caught? He couldn’t very well out Penelope as Lady Whistledown as though that fact would somehow explain why he was in her bedroom watching her undress. It wouldn’t matter that he’d seen her Whistledown fortune hidden away. Penelope would be ruined and it would be because of him. But that wasn’t what bothered Colin the rest of that night. What occupied his every thought were flashbacks of seeing this new and mysterious side of Penelope.

This Penelope, the Penelope in the mirror, was not the young girl who used to give him her sugar biscuits at tea and giggle with his sister on his mother’s sofa. At some point his sister’s friend Pen had become his friend too but somewhere along the way, she’d changed yet again and the woman she had become was more than what she presented to the ton or even to her friends and family. This Penelope Featherington was a chameleon who blended in but she was much more complex than he ever imagined. She was an enigma, a truly captivating beauty in a body built for pleasure and yet she was an innocent. And if Eloise was to be believed, she was also the most notorious gossip in London. And she masterfully existed as all these versions of herself while hiding in plain sight.

The next afternoon as his mother asked about his new bachelor’s lodgings, Colin was still distracted with thoughts of how Penelope’s hair glowed by candlelight and how when she bent forward to slide her stockings down the milky soft skin of her legs, the delicate rise and fall of her chest as she breathed had her large round breasts nearly spilling out of her corset… these memories sent a very specific sensation to a part of Colin’s body he did not want awakened while enjoying lunch with his family.

That’s was when the dreams began; Penelope standing in front of her mirror once again, pulling her long locks over her shoulder and just as she was bending forward and giving Colin a mouthwatering view, she locked eyes with him in the mirror, smiled with those luscious full lips of hers and said, “come out of the shadows Colin.” Penelope pulling down her nightdress. “Come to me, Colin.” Penelope lifting her skirt. “Touch me Colin.” Penelope writhing beneath him. “Don’t stop Colin.” Penelope moaning. Penelope gasping his name. Penelope. Always, always Penelope. She was all he could see. And he’d seen her a thousand times but since that night, he was not seeing his friend. Because all he could see was the temptress in the mirror, and he didn’t care if she was Whistledown or a secret spy for the crown, he simply had to have her.

#bridgerton #polin #quotergirl mini fic #bridgerton season 3 speculation #Penelope Featherington #Colin Bridgerton #penelope x colin #colin x penelope #she fell first he fell harder #friends to lovers #polin mirror #lady Whistledown

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riaarivic · 1 year

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Obsidian and Amethyst (Teaser) MYG

Pairings YoongixReader, NamjoonxReader

Genres Fantasy!AU, ACOTAR!AU, Smut, Angst

Rating 18+ minors DNI

Summary You are the oldest Daughter of the Spring Court’s High Lord, your only duty is to marry the man your father chose. You’ve accepted your fate... or at least until you met him, the Dark prince with Obsidian Hair and Amethyst eyes.

Word count: TBA

Warnings every chapter will have its own warnings but in general: explicit sexual scenes, misogynistic behavior not the main characters tho, dom!yoongi, brat!reader, slow burn, kind of enemies to lovers but not really, long haired young (yes that’s a warning). Namjoon being the best boy ever (yes, that is a also warning

AN: Hi! My name is Ria, this is my first tumblr fanfic, and the very first part of a fantasy series I am planning to write featuring all of the members. Would LOVE to read your opinions and feedback. This is inspired by the courts of Midsummer night dreams and ACOTAR but in no way this is an adaptation. By the way, I will try my best to write reader centric fics, with the least amount of physical description. I want as many people as possible to be able to enjoy reading, without feeling excluded. Also, English is not my first language so there might be some mistakes. I’m sorry 😅 Love, Ria💗

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Prologue

It was uncommon that a fae child to be born as a result of two High Faerie mates.

Much less common: two.

And in such a short period of time. Born only five years apart, it would have been considered a blessing, given by the Cauldron Itself.

The only problem was..

You and your sister are both daughters.

And for your father, that was a disgrace.

A curse.

The only High Lord of the Seelie and Unseelie courts without a Male Heir.

For him, having two female offspring meant the end of his lineage and It was blasphemous, the greatest of dishonors. To give up his thousands of years of somewhat peaceful rulling of the Spring Court to another family. That’s why he mastered a plan, the only way he could secure his power.

He needed a puppet, to raise and to control.

The first son of The Kim Family:

Kim Namjoon

He wasn’t a Lord, He wasn’t a warrior

He was more interested in his books and his library than anything else the outside world would offer

A boy that would never dare to go against the rules and wishes of his High Lord. Taken from his house and raised in the Spring Court’s Castle. A boy who was, by the way, your best friend.

That was the best outcome you could ever aspire.

Marrying your best friend out of duty sounded hundred times better than to be traded for riches or land to an ancient barely living old fae lord.

Namjoon was perfect and your only hope for a normal life.

But you just knew you couldn’t trust your father.

When you became of age, hundreds of suitors traveled to your court.

You were a rare beauty even between the fae, known as the lilac rose of the Spring Court. The lady with amethyst eyes and that made you unique, like a trophy they could exhibit.

Your father could literally ask for an army in return of your hand…

And he could have it.

The only thing that stopped him from breaking your engagement with Namjoon was the promise he made to your mother made on her death bed. That you would only marry the oldest Kim Boy, no one else

And to make sure of it, with the final breath of her life she gave the young boy her hability to shapeshift. The Spring Court’s badge skill, that only the High Lord’s family could possess.

And protect you he did

Until your 20th birthday

The night of your engagement

The night you met

Him

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You were walking outside of the gardens of the Spring Court castle the first time you saw him.

His eyes, they were just like yours.

All of your life you were told you were the only one. And on him, his lilac irises looked like they could hold the entire sky and it’s stars. He was stunning and even that word felt like it wasn’t enough to describe him.

With hair as dark as the obsidian stones that adorned the rings on his fingers and his pale skin, almost translucent in contrast with his black clothes. Never in your entire existence have you seen a man this attractive. But here you were.

There was a sly smile on his lips that made heat rush to parts of your body it shouldn’t have. At least not when you were surrounded by all the noblemen and women of the Seelie and Unseelie courts.

“What an Honor to meet you, Princess” His deep voice took you by surprise, his cold hand suddenly grabbing yours and without breaking eye contact he planted a small kiss at the top of it.

You could die then and there.

The hell was wrong with you? Why were you making an absolute idiot of yourself?

He straightened again with a smile “I am Min Yoongi, High Lord of the court of nightmares”

By the cauldron,

He was the dark prince of the Unseelie.

The most feared High Lord of all the courts, a ruthless and evil being.

He was dangerous..

And he was still holding your hand… smiling.

“I would say the same, my lord. But I’m no princess” you said finally finding your voice removing your hand from his

“Oh! but you are, Princess. The most beautiful rose of the spring court. I wonder how sharp your thorns are” a deep chuckle escaped from his chest but before you could respond you felt Namjoon’s presence behind you.

You didn’t want to admit that you were both bothered and relieved that he interrupted the both of you

“I didn’t know our High Lord had invited you to our engagement announcement” he said with his ever polite tone hiding something you couldn’t decipher underneath “But, you are welcome in our house Lord Min as long as you mean well”

Was Namjoon being possessive?

A small amused smile appeared on the Unseelie prince’s lips “I only mean to congratulate our Lady of Spring on her engagement. The invitation was sent to every court, how could I lose such an opportunity to come and see beauty of the lilac rose with my own eyes?” He looked absolutely wicked, ready to continue “But Sir Kim, as far as I know you’re not married. Therefore this is not your house yet and the engagement hasn’t been properly announced. There’s still time for any high lord to claim this beautiful lady for himself”

You could feel Namjoon's whole body tense with rage.

That’s when you realized everybody in the room was watching your interaction.

You took your fiancés hand but it was far too late, Namjoon had punched The High Lord of nightmares right on his face.

Oh fuck

This is definitely not how you expected your night to end.

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This is it for now guys. I’m planning to make this a series with all the members, actually, but every one will feature parts of a story,

Thank so much If you read up to this part.

It means so much for me if you reblog or leave me a comment on my box.

I’m doing this because

One I love BTS and two I love writing

So this is for all of us who come to tumblr to disconnect from our lives for a little while

Enjoy

Love,

Ria 💗

#bts suga #bts smut #bts fanfic #yoongi #yoongi smut #bts fantasy au #acotar #bts x reader

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respectthepetty · 1 year

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Pathway of Pain

Because I'm still upset that Between Us continues to end each episode on the saddest note only to punch us in the throat with the chirpiest side stories two seconds later, and (Team's brother's friend?) TON IS DEAD,

I'll make this quick:

*promptly writes "What's the menu?" down on BL shirt list next to Lovely Writer's "Eat Me" shirts*

Team and Win start the episode in the green because they are lost in their feelings

Win takes Team to his colorless house because both are still emotionally confused and drained (and Win promised Wiew he'd stay the night)

Yet Win wakes up in his element and in blue with Team safe by his side and Wiew idolizing him

However, once Win sees Team in the water, he freaks out and struggles to find his balance between his normal behavior and giving into his feelings for Team

As much as Tul and Wan try to help, their lack of color doesn't convince Win to surrender to the red or his emotions for Team

And Win abandons Team to sit alone in his red hues

While Tul and Wan spend the night together in Wan's black and white (with a dash of yellow) room.

Wan has been pinned as a blue boy by his father but is potentially a red guy with his red chair. Tul has the warmer light on his side compared to Wan's harsher light.

@teerayus pointed out that the statues on the shelf behind them exhibit the stages they are in their relationship with one another: Tul's statue depicts him keeping his identity a secret and Wan's statue shows him not realizing (seeing) who Tul is. Tul's statue and his shirt are in white because he is aware of the situation, and Wan's statue and clothing are darker because the truth is hidden from him.

Finally, the books next to Wan's statues are Jackie Collins' Hollywood Wives, Nicole Krauss' The History of Love, a book about hidden identities and finding love, Jane Austen's Pride & Prejudice, a Stieg Larsson novel, a Jodi Picoult novel, and Journey to Joy in red.

Tul and Wan, with his romance novels, are on a journey to joy as Win and Team diverged onto a pathway of pain.

#cool cool cool #between us #tul x wan #teamwin #no colors or love exchanged this episode #just pain #kind of like the highway to hell #but more angsty #episode 6 #The colors mean things

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thestrangestthing89 · 1 year

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Season 1. Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

Season 2. Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5

Season 3. Part 1 Part 2

Mike Character Analysis: Season 3 Part 3:

So now that we understand internalized homophobia a little better let's get into this inappropriate make-out sesh with Mike and El. Because if we understand that Mike internally realizes he's gay and is repressing his feelings (just like mom and dad told him to in season 2) because he's confused and afraid, his behavior here makes a lot of sense. His body language tells us that he is uncomfortable. El puts her hand on his face - he moves it off of him. El tries to lean in - he gently shoves her away. El wants to kiss - he wants to sing. And the thing that drives it all home for me is his behavior toward Hopper. A person who he's previously gotten along with fine. But now Hopper was there for Mike's melt down at the end of season 2 and knows some things. I wrote more about the Hopper/Mike dynamic here.

So Mike is hostile towards him, but the Hopper/Mike interactions are the only time we see a return of the quick-to-lash out Mike was saw in season 2. He doesn't repress his emotions around Hopper. Because Hopper showed him he doesn't have to -he can get mad and yell at him and Hopper is still going to be there. But Mike is also deliberately picking a fight here and we know this through Hoppers complaining about it Joyce. This is a nightly ritual with them. Mike breaks Hoppers rules and Hopper kicks Mike out of the house. Once again this is not simply Mike acting like a teen. Because if a teenager wanted to stay at his girlfriends house to make out with her, would he go out of his way to piss off her father so that he gets kicked out? Of course not. He would be following all the rules and possibly sucking up so he can stay even if he was annoyed by it.

But Mike pisses him off and gets kicked out and as he's biking to the movies El is on the walkie telling him she misses him already. And Mike briefly makes this disgusted and confused face. Earlier I mentioned that Mike and El exhibit signs of codependency and that all of their making-out is a symptom of that. Codependency is complex and has a number of characteristics present in this relationship but I'm just going to say that Mike and El constantly cancelling plans with their friends is not healthy. They don't set good boundaries with each other and spend every second of the day together. Making-out. All day. In the cabin without an adult. And if Mike's doing this then he can't be gay right? He's trying very hard to convince himself (and the audience) of this. So Mike gets to the movies late and Lucas, Max, and Will are annoyed. Lucas calls him out for spending too much time with El and Mike gets defensive. He's just spending time with his girlfriend. But Lucas is also spending time with his girlfriend and his friends at the same time. Lucas and Max are here as a point of comparison for what a healthy romantic relationship is supposed to look like for this age group. And it's basically the same thing they did as friends. Hang out. They don't even kiss this season. Because they just finished middle school. Mike is immediately self-conscious about this comparison. He's trying very hard to be normal by being in a relationship with El and if people think he's not normal then he's wrong again about how he's supposed to be behaving.

We have a very interesting scene here with Mike and Will in the movie theater. The two are sitting next to each other and Mike immediately clocks that Will isn't ok. Now Will barely moved - he went to touch the back of his neck because Mind Flayer - and Mike notices and asks if he's ok. They both are blushing and staring at each other intensely for a lot longer than necessary. It's a charged moment. Will says he's fine and Mike doesn't believe him (Will doesn't lie and the rare occasion when he does Mike notices - remember this for next season). But Mike doesn't push and lets it go. So what the hell is with all the blushing and staring? Because it almost seems like they are trying to indicate that something happened here with these two off screen. It's clear the audience isn't being given context for something.

Later, Hopper tells Mike to stop coming to the house and Mike chooses to lie to El about (which is not what Hopper asked him to do for the record) and El immediately registers that he's lying. So Mike spends the day passively doing what Lucas tells him to do in order to fix it. It's important to note here that Lucas's advice - get her a gift - is wrong. All Mike had to do was apologize to her. But he spends his day looking at things he can't afford at the mall. Mike could have easily found her a gift he could afford if that was what he wanted to do (and he does this in season 4 with the flowers. An obvious and free gift he could have easily given El here). But Mike is just doing what Lucas tells him to do and he's not thinking for himself. Because he doesn't know how to act in this situation with her. Which stands out, because Mike is about to get into the same situation with Will and handles it correctly. Mike's avoiding doing the thing he's supposed to do - talking to El. It's a thing they don't do. He knows that he should. He does it with Will. But he's trying to be normal and Lucas knows how to be normal so he is listening to him and second guessing himself, because his real self (with Will) is the problem that needed fixing. Mike is complex. El dumps his ass and this scene is funny. It's meant to be lighthearted. Cold as Ice is playing and the sun is shining and Will is laughing in the background. Back in the basement, Mike is complaining - about Hopper. Not the breakup. He doesn't understand how he got into this situation because he did what he was told (he didn't exactly but Mike doesn't take responsibility for anything when it comes to El). Mike is not complaining about El breaking up with him or indicating that he wants to get back together with her. He is complaining because to him, he did everything right and it still backfired. Will wants to play D&D and Lucas and Mike are ignoring him. They get mean here. They make fun of Will and Will gets upset and leaves. This is the only time we see Mike being unaware of Will's feelings and it's because he is trying to be Lucas. He is mimicking Lucas through this whole scene (and through most of season 2). But the second Mike realizes he actually hurt Wills feelings he is done pretending. He practically climbs over Lucas to get to Will. Now Mike and Will are fighting and it's in stark contrast to the fight with El. It's dark and pouring rain and they are both upset. Please explain to me when, in the history of movies, there has been a fight in the rain that was not intended to be romantic? "It's not my fault you don't like girls". Yes, Mike is projecting here but it's also important to take the context of the fight into consideration. Lucas and Mike think having a girlfriend makes them adults. They think playing games like Will makes them childish so, Mike at least, pretends not to like D&D. And we know he's pretending because he's playing in season 4 and he's happy. But this whole fight is about how Mike isn't acting like himself. He doesn't hang out with his friends anymore and he's focused on El too much. He's right and Mike knows this (he acknowledges as much next season). So when Mike says "it's not my fault you don't like girls" there is a "yet" implied. Mike never expresses himself well when he is defensive and emotional. He's calling Will a child. Which is especially ridiculous because Mike and Lucas are so immature this season it's actually annoying and it's Will who is showing emotional intelligence. Mike then says "Did you think we weren't going to get girlfriend and we'd just play games in the basement all day?" Again, he thinks playing games in the basement and not having a girlfriend is childish.

Part 4

#mike wheeler #mike x will #gay mike wheeler #byler #anti mileven

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