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blu-joons · 2 years

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When Another Member Teases Him For Being Sweet To You ~ Golden Child Reaction

Daeyeol:

He was busy in a world of his own as Daeyeol continued to prepare the boxes of lunches that he had on the kitchen counter to give out.

“One for me?” Youngtaek smiled as he walked into the kitchen and saw Daeyeol grabbing the fruit from the bowl.

“Absolutely not,” Daeyeol immediately replied, organising everything so that it fitted in the box. “These boxes are for me, and there’s one for Y/N too as she’s got a busy day today.”

A roll of the eyes came from Youngtaek, with a smirk appearing on his face too. “Is Y/N not able to make her own lunches?”

Daeyeol nudged against his side as he passed Youngtaek by, “she can, and she does, but I just decided that I wanted to do something nice for her.

“You’ve never done anything nice for any of us,” Youngtaek teased as he sat down at the table, “what’s Y/N done to you to make you such an adorable person?”

“Nothing, I just like being able to help her a little bit sometimes.”

“I’m sure that Y/N will appreciate this.”

He couldn’t sit still as Seongyoon twirled his phone around in his hand, constantly checking on it to see for any notifications on there.

“Are you waiting for something by any chance?” Seungmin asked him, watching Seongyoon out of the corner of his eye.

“I’m just waiting for Y/N to text me and let me know that she got home safely,” he explained, “I can’t concentrate on the game we’re playing knowing that she’s still out and about.”

The corner’s of Seungmin’s smile turned up as he met Seongyoon’s eyes, “that’s a proper boyfriend thing to do you know.”

A shrug of the shoulders came from Seongyoon in reply, “I’m just caring for her and making sure she’s safe, I’m not the only person who does that.”

“You’re the sweetest,” Seungmin smiled back across at Seongyoon, “if anyone tells you that you’re not an adorable boyfriend, you tell them that they’re wrong.”

“Are you being nice to me or trying to tease me right now?”

“Honestly, a little bit of both.”

Jangjun:

Several pairs of eyes were on Jangjun as he walked back into the dressing room, looking around and coming face to face with Jaehyun first.

“Do we even need to ask how Y/N managed to somehow get a ticket to come to the show tonight?” He asked him.

“I might have managed to pull a few strings to get her here,” Jangjun shyly admitted, “but I did it for me as well as just for Y/N, you know it helps me when she’s in the crowd.”

Jaehyun couldn’t help but chuckle back across at Jangjun, “we were told exclusively that there were no more tickets left.”

A shrug of the shoulders came from Jangjun as he sat down, “I guess they must have just found a space at last minute to be able to give Y/N a ticket.”

“Sure,” Jaehyun hummed, “or they were persuaded by a sweet boyfriend who was desperate to do something nice for their partner and convinced them to do otherwise.”

“Either way, I end up being a sweet boyfriend to Y/N, don’t I?”

“Of course, what you did is lovely.”

Tag:

As the conversation came to an end, Jibeom couldn’t help but scoff in response to Youngtaek finally falling silent around them all.

“Can we change the subject to something other than Y/N now?” Jibeom asked the group, “only one of us can gush.”

“I’ve hardly even talked about Y/N,” Youngtaek tried to argue, only to see most of the boys either shaking their heads or rolling their eyes. “Alright, maybe I’ve talked a bit.”

Jibeom’s eyebrows raised, still questioning Youngtaek. “We get that you’re all in love and obsessed with Y/N, but wow.”

A scoff came from Youngtaek as Jibeom dramatically rolled his eyes. “What’s wrong with talking about your partner and all the nice things you do together?”

“Maybe the fact that there are nine other people here who don’t want to listen to you talk about Y/N all day,” Jibeom suggested, “and that we have better things to discuss.”

“There is nothing better for any of us to discuss than Y/N.”

“That’s where we all disagree.”

Seungmin:

His smile was weak as Seungmin walked into the studio, late for the group’s rehearsal, feeling everyone staring across at him.

“What time do you call this?” Donghyun questioned, “you better have a good excuse for being this late Seungmin.”

“I was helping Y/N, her wardrobe broke so I stayed at her place to help her fix it back together,” he explained, “I couldn’t leave her with it all broken and not usable.”

A roll of the eyes came from Donghyun, “of course, we should’ve known Y/N would be the only reason for this.”

Seungmin’s head shook as he sat down, expecting the boys’ reactions. “I was in a tricky situation, be late for work and make you mad, or be nice to Y/N and help.”

“And obviously you picked the be nice to Y/N option,” Donghyun shrugged, “because you’re adorable to her, and yet for some reason you decide to be mean to all of us.”

“I’m not mean to any of you, don’t be so dramatic like that.”

“But you’re not as nice as you are to Y/N.”

Jaehyun:

As another yawn escaped from you, Jaehyun lifted his arm up, tapping his shoulder as you looked across to see what he was doing.

“Thank you,” you whispered, taking Jaehyun’s invitation and resting your head down on his shoulder to get some sleep.

“You don’t need to thank me,” Jaehyun told you, but your eyes were already shut, looking around to see Joochan staring back at him. “She’s had a busy day of meetings today.”

Joochan’s head shook as he watched the two of you closely, “I can’t believe how nice you are to Y/N, it’s strange to see.”

Jaehyun’s browes furrowed as he listened to Joochan, “why’s it strange to see? I’m a nice enough guy, but I have to care for Y/N just a little bit more.”

“It’s just all of the little things that you do for her,” Joochan softly smiled, “sometimes I watch you guys and think that I’m watching some sort of movie instead.”

“Who’s the besotted one in my relationship, you or me, Joochan?”

“It’s you, I couldn’t be as sweet as you.”

Jibeom:

You could steal be heard chuckling to yourself as you excused yourself from the room, leaving the boys alone for a few moments.

“I’ve never heard Y/N laugh as much as she does when she’s with you,” Bomin told him once you were out of earshot.

“Me?” Jibeom smiled, pointing to himself as Bomin nodded back at him. “Maybe we just have a similar sense of humour together, I’m not really doing anything to make her laugh.”

Bomin nodded back at him, “maybe sometimes you don’t need to do anything to do the nicest things together.”

Jibeom hummed in agreement, staring off momentarily. “That’s a good point, I mean you guys tell me I’m not even funny, but yet Y/N suggests otherwise.”

“I do wonder what’s wrong with her sometimes,” Bomin joked, “but it’s nice to see how well you get on together, the laughter that you guys have is infectious on us too.”

“Well, I’m glad that we can make all of you guys smile at the same time.”

“As long as Y/N is laughing at least.”

Donghyun:

As he joined up with the rest of the boys, Daeyeol couldn’t help but watch Donghyun as he walked across with some flowers.

“You’re not putting those in the dorm, are you?” He joked, bringing a smile onto Donghyun’s face as his head shook.

“They’re for Y/N,” he told him, knowing that deep down Daeyeol already knew that. “She’s had a rough couple of nights, so I thought that maybe they’d cheer her up.”

The smile on Daeyeol’s face turned up too, “that’s a lovely thing for you to do, I’m sure that she’ll love them too.”

Donghyun nodded in agreement with him enthusiastically, “I constantly see flowers over at Y/N’s place so I’m hopeful that these will do the trick.”

“Don’t worry, I know she’ll adore them,” Daeyeol assured him, “just like how she adores all of the other sweet things that you constantly do for her too.”

“You think that I do sweet things for Y/N all the time?”

“Of course, I mean look at you now.”

Joochan:

As Joochan appeared alone in the kitchen, several puzzled expressions from the boys at the dining table looked back across at him.

“Where’s Y/N?” Seongyoon asked, looking past Joochan’s shoulder to try and see you, only for you not to be there.

“Y/N’s still asleep,” Joochan told them as he grabbed himself a mug from the cupboard, “she had a pretty restless night, so I thought that I’d let her sleep in for a while.”

A hum of intrigue came from Seongyoon, “so, you were actually able to be quiet enough not to disturb Y/N this morning.”

Joochan shot a glare in reply to how surprised Seongyoon sounded. “I can be quiet when I want to be, especially when the person I have to be quiet for is Y/N.”

“Who knew,” Seongyoon continued to tease, “why do you willingly be so nice to Y/N, and yet you make the choice to be so horrible to all of us at the same time?”

“I guess I just like Y/N more, I mean I don’t think anyone can blame me.”

“Yeah, I guess you’ve got a point.”

Bomin:

You followed where Bomin pointed, thanking him for directing you as you felt his hand fall away from the small of your back.

“Aren’t you just so helpful?” Jangjun teased, coming up alongside Bomin after following behind you both.

“By showing Y/N where the toilet is?” A bemused Bomin asked him in reply, “I think I just did what any nice person would do for someone if I’m honest with you.”

Jangjun’s head shook back at him, “it’s not just this, but you’re just constantly stepping in when Y/N needs someone.”

Bomin shrugged, failing to see the big deal that Jangjun saw. “Would you prefer it if I just left Y/N to try and do all of these things by herself instead?”

“No,” Jangjun laughed, “I just mean that it’s so nice how you’re always there for her, I know you’re supposed to be, but you just seem to go above and beyond.”

“Well, I try my best for Y/N, what more can I do other than that?”

“And you’re doing a good job too.”

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fr4nkie0stein · 5 months

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The 12 days of fluffmas, day 5 - building a snowman with Abbey Bominable

Pairing: Abbey Bominable x gender neutral reader (can be read as either platonic or romantic)

Content warning(s): none that I can think to add

It was the first snow of the season, and you were determined to make the most out of it

So you wrapped yourself up in plenty of layers and headed outside with the plan to build your very own snowman

You were rolling the base for it when Abbey came out, curious as to what you were doing

When you told her you were trying to build a snowman, she initially scoffed at the notion, saying there was no such need where she lived as it was snowy all year round

You had to explain that where you lived it only snowed a couple times a year, if at all, so building a snowman was a way to celebrate the snow before it all melted

After considering your words for a moment, she nodded in understanding before even offering to help

It was hard for you to suppress your glee to have her agree to help you

Abbey taught you some techniques for easier ways to pack in snow, and was even able to roll the snowman into three perfect circles

She stacked the snowman’s body, then his head, and finally you could add the face, arms, and nose

Once you were done, you grinned widely at how great it looked, insisting that she had to help you every year

She begrudgingly said yes, and though you couldn’t be sure, you thought that you might have even seen her smile

☆ The 12 days of fluffmas ☆

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thepixelelf · 2 years

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Rookie Moves

Genres: spy/secret agent au, romance Pairing: Reader & Bomin (Golden Child) Words: 1.6k Warnings: guns, injuries, a lil makeout. reader wears a suit Notes: ah yes, a baby fic that's too long to be a blurb and too short to really be a full fic 💕 we love consistency here on thepixelelf.com

On his first ever mission, Bomin decides to play hero.

Bomin watches you with narrowed eyes from across the room, leaned up against the wall between two floor-to-ceiling windows, a champagne flute in hand that he's yet to sip from. You, in the gorgeous, blood red waistcoat and slacks two-piece everyone at HQ said you just had to wear for this mission, don't notice Bomin's stare at all. Or, if you do, you ignore it. Your champagne glass is near empty, and it's your second one of the night.

Of course, that's your job. Get all smarmy with the target until they're drunk and enamoured with you — enough so that they'll give you the information you need so that you can pass it off to Sungyoon, who's making his own rounds within the party dressed as one of the many waitstaff.

You laugh at something the target says, and Bomin knows it's not real, but no one around you does. He scoffs at the way the target looks at you; like you're naive and easy. They have no idea they're being played.

But do you really have to stand that close?

"Easy, loverboy," Jibeom says through Bomin's comm. "You're gonna burn a hole through the target before we get anything out of 'em with all that glaring."

"I am not glaring," Bomin hisses. He should be thankful that Jibeom is in charge of communications and can make a separate channel with just him and Bomin in it, but since Jibeom is the one teasing him in the first place...

"Sure, sure. Just relax, yeah? Agent Carmine is your superior officer, Rookie. They know what they're doing."

Bomin scoffs again. "Yeah, and they're good at it."

"Okay!" Jibeom whoas out. "Let's just reel in that big green monster real quick before—"

The line goes dead, and Bomin frowns at the sudden, ominous silence. "Agent Grey?" He uses Jibeom's alias first, but when no answer comes, his brows furrow, and his hand instinctively goes up to his earpiece. "Hey, Jibeom? You there?"

A burst of static explodes in Bomin's ear, making him flinch and wince. Bomin stretches his jaw out to try to wave off the high-pitched ringing the burst left behind.

"—been made. Sungyoon—" Jibeom's voice cuts in and out, interrupted by static and, even worse, silence. "—he's down. Seungmin— They—"

Bomin's eyes frantically flit over the party, but he can't see Sungyoon. Nothing in the room even seems amiss, like everything that's so obviously going wrong on their end doesn't even matter to the rich people on the surface.

"—knew we were com— the whole time. I can't—" Jibeom sounds more and more frantic with each fragmented sentence. He's used to always knowing what's going on. Always knowing what to do. "—Agent Carmine. Their comms— down."

Rattled, Bomin returns his gaze to you, and his heart sinks when he realizes you're still talking to the target like nothing happened. You can't hear anything. You don't know the entire operation's going under.

"The target knows— Carmine— Rookie, you gotta— out of there. I'll—"

Jibeom's broken voice cuts out again, lost for more than a few seconds. Heart racing, Bomin can't remove his eyes off you to assess the situation like he knows he's supposed to. All that training never prepared him for this: a mission going sideways. Every other mission he's been allowed on, even though it was just backup, like now, went smoothly. He barely had to lift a finger.

But now, Sungyoon might be down, Seungmin might be god knows where, and Jibeom can't even reach you.

The target cradles your wrist in their hand, admiring your expensive cuff links, and before Bomin even knows what he's doing, he's next to you. He takes your arm in one hand and uses the other to remove the target's stupid fingers.

"We're going," he whispers, only to you.

Unaware of anything ado, you paint an awkward smile on your face and try to gauge the expressions of those around you. In your eyes, he sees you make the decision to pretend not to know him. "I'm sorry, sir, but—"

"But the party's just begun, don't you think?" the target speaks, seemingly unbothered by the way Bomin is now holding your wrist. That only makes Bomin want to hold you tighter. The target smiles, and it sends a shiver down his spine. "Wouldn't want to cut off the fun too early."

You laugh politely, nervously, and try to pry yourself out of Bomin's grip. "Of course, we can't..."

"Rookie—" Jibeom's voice returns, more panicked than ever. "—out of there. Now!"

Bomin doesn't really think.

(Well, he does, but the only thing in his mind is holy shit I might die before I ever kiss them. And that's not a very helpful or intelligent thought, so.)

All he does is spin you around, put his hands on your cheeks, and muffle whatever ass-kissing words you were trying to say by planting a big fat one on your lips.

You push him off, a scowl stretching the corners of your lips, your facade dropped. "The hell are you—?"

Bomin pulls the gun hidden beneath his suit out, pointing it directly at the target.

They just laugh. "Now this is fun."

Behind Bomin, you mutter, "What the..." just as the rest of the people you'd been talking to pull out their own concealed firearms, pointing them at you and Bomin. "Oh, you've gotta be kidding me."

"It's cute that you got yourself a little guard dog, Agent Carmine."

Your eyes widen at the target's words. They even know your alias— Bomin tightens his grip on his gun, his trigger finger itching — what else do they know?

"Fortunately for me, I have a few of my own." They gesture to the people now circled around you.

"I always knew you were a coward," you spit at them. "What? Can't hold your own?"

The target doesn't fall for your taunts, though, chuckling in a way that sends a shiver down Bomin's spine. "That's cute, Carmine. I'll bother holding my own when I run out of people to pay to do it for me."

They laugh again, full-bellied with their eyes almost slipping shut.

Under your breath, you whisper just loud enough for Bomin to hear. "You wanna be helpful to this mission, Rookie?" You don't wait for an answer. "I'm gonna need you to do me a favour."

"Name it."

"Duck."

"You kissed them?!" Jibeom screeches, making Bomin scramble to cover his mouth with his hand. It's too late though -- probably the entire medbay heard him.

"I thought we were going to die!" he whispers harshly.

"Die?" Jibeom echoes, voice at a normal volume. His face is scrunched up from holding in his laughter. "With Agent Carmine? You saw how they single-handedly took down all those gunmen and the target, right?"

Bomin grumbles, "Yeah. I was there."

"Oh my god. You kissed Carmine--" Jibeom wipes away an actual, real tear from the corner of his eye. "Oh my god. They're gonna kill you. You're so dead!"

"Rookie."

Both of them turn to see Sungyoon walking into the medbay. His shoulder is messed up from the mission, but he refuses to take pain killers because of his stupid pride, so he winces when he cocks his head toward the exit.

"Carmine wants you in training room B."

Jibeom puts a hand on Bomin's shoulder. "It was nice knowing you, Rookie."

Bomin blinks at you, hands limp at his sides. "...What?"

"You heard me," you say. The training room is empty except for the two of you, so your voice echoes off the walls. "Punch me. Have at it."

"You got shot yesterday. Twice."

Adjusting the sling holding your dominant arm, you raise a brow. "And?"

"I'm not going to punch you."

"Well, you're gonna have to."

"Why?"

You smile, gesturing to yourself. "If you want a piece of this ass, Rookie, you're gonna have to prove you're stronger than me." The smile on your lips curls into a smirk. "I have high standards, you know."

Bomin splutters, choking on his own spit as he feels every drop of blood in his body rush straight to his ears. "I... I..."

"Hit me," you tell him. "At least try. I promise you can't hurt me."

Bomin fights back the urge to pout. "That's not true... You're at a huge disadvantage."

You let out a chuckle. "How about you try to punch me and find out?"

Sighing, Bomin bends his knees and balls his hands into fists, holding them up. If there's one thing everyone in the agency knows about you, it's that you never back down. He doesn't want to hit you. As great of a fighter as you are, your dominant arm is in a sling, and you've got another bullet hole in your side. You descend into a stance too, though, and wait for him to throw the first punch.

He'll just humour you. He won't use all his strength.

Any bit of wind that was in his lungs gets knocked straight, and before Bomin knows it, he's staring at the ceiling. Your good hand pins one of his wrists to the soft mat flooring, and his other arm is trapped under your shin. You rest some of your weight on his torso.

"What the--!"

"That was pathetic, Rookie," you tease. "I sure hope you were just faking that for my benefit."

"I--"

"Come to think of it, maybe this whole thing was a ruse." Still holding him down with ease, you glance upwards as if recalling the memory. "After all, that little peck during the mission was hardly a kiss."

Bomin's eyes widen, and he struggles to free himself to no avail.

"This--" You lean down, planting your lips on his, and Bomin freezes. He feels like he's made of molasses, like he can't react for way too many seconds, but then your lips move. You take his bottom lip between yours, and Bomin lights aflame. He kisses you back with everything he felt right before he kissed you the first time. He breathes out like he's held his breath since he met you. His arms are free -- when did that happen...? -- so he brings them up, one on your cheek and one on your side, careful not to upset your injuries. The world is on fire, but just as he braves his tongue out, you pull back, a wide grin on your face. "--is a kiss."

#golden child scenarios #golden child imagines #golden child x reader #bomin scenarios #bomin imagines #bomin x reader #choi bomin scenarios #choi bomin imagines #choi bomin x reader #golcha scenarios #golcha imagines #golcha x reader #gncd scenarios #gncd imagines #gncd x reader #kpop scenarios #kpop imagines

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blossom-hwa · 1 year

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5 Year Anniversary Drabble Game - Golden Child m.list

Will be updated as the drabble game goes on :) please let me know if any links aren’t working!

Requests are closed!

⭐ – fluff

💔 – angst

🌙 – warnings

Scenarios Masterlist | Drabbles Masterlist | Drabble Game Post

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Reminiscence | slice of life!au | ⭐

→ Jangjun convinces you to take a vacation back home, where he shows you something you’d long forgotten.

The Earth Laughs in Flowers | slice of life!au | ⭐

→ On a rainy day that feels like the end, Jibeom finds a reason to smile.

Convenience Store Shenanigans | vampire!au | ⭐, 🌙

→ You go over to the supernatural convenience store to visit your vampire boyfriend, Donghyun. Shenanigans ensue.

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life-in-the-monster-haus · 1 year

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Nightmare Nightmore Highlights.

I'm not gonna recap or analyze the episode too much I just wanna share a few of my favorite things! Not really any spoilers, if you've already seen the leaks of Abbey and her mom floating around then you're all caught up.

Draculaura is throwing a party for the holiday of Nightmore, but I couldn't possibly care less. I'm here for Abbey!

Heath has the same reaction to seeing Abbey for the first time as a lot of us did. in Awe of her beauty. same dude, same.

She towers over everyone! even the boys! I am in love!

Draculaura is like a smurf compared to tall powerful Abbey.

Abbey's eyes aren't purple anymore, they are brown! and so pretty! breaks up the abundance of purple in her hair and outfit I am super into it!

Abbey's hair blend is the colors of the Bi flag and I have no choice but to stan.

Mama Bominable threatening to bring forth a cold harsh merciless winter upon Bloodgoods head if she doesn't produce Abbey is such a mood. I love me a good mama bear.

WHERE IS NIGHTMARE!? why is this messenger dragon hanging out in Bloodgood's office but her horse isn't!? The episode even has nightmare in the title but I see no Nightmare the horse. I don't like it. A headless horse person without their horse is just a zombie... why are you booing me? I'm right!

Draculaura already has her license in this gen? I'm here for it! Also Clawd chose to sit next to her. Also Clawd said "nailed it like a coffin" which was only ever said in G1 by Clawdeen and that makes me happy.

This is the second or third episode where Lagoona inexplicably has flat teeth, the music video for her doll did this too. I'm not exactly a professional animator but I've studied it enough to know that rendering characters off model is a fire-able offense. Fix it Nickelodeon.

Heath encouraging Abbey to use her ice powers telling her she is strong, charismatic and beautiful. ahhhh! my heart!... I've mentioned on here I'm not much of a shipper per-se. But that was a lie, Habbey was one of my OG ships and it brings me such joy to see them again! I needed this since the only Heath we got during G2 was this:

*Long suffering G2 sigh*

Yeti's in this universe seem to basically be water benders and I am okay with that! Mama Bominable is fuckin pissed! LOL Bye Bloodgood it's been nice knowing you!

Damn, Abbey's dad didn't contribute any genetics to that her at all. Mama Bominables genes were like "this is MY child!" I do love that she has horns and a more pronounced underbite, perhaps Abbey will get these traits as she grows? Or maybe her buns are hiding her horns? IDK but it's fun to imagine! I wonder where they got the idea to give their yeti Horns... HMMMMMMM

it's a mystery, we'll never know.

This isn't even a highlight I'm just taking pictures of Mama Bominabe at this point, I love a strong woman willing to murder the school principle for her daughters safety.

SHE CALLED ABBEY SNOW ANGEL AHHHHHH- I'm sorry I just had to get that out.

The boy is in love! .... And he actually says something really profound. I'm so impressed G3 is giving Heath some depth and not just making him a one note idiot... Don't get me wrong, I liked one note idiot Heath but there was more to him than that.

Heath trying to kiss Abbey on the first day of meeting her is absolutely a G1 call back.

in her intro episode he kissed her hand and his lips froze off.

I love everything about this episode! I love that Abbey is Nepali! it's way more accurate to her Monster type and before some nerd tries to get in the replies and go "Actually Russia occupied Nepal at one point" that's true, they did BUT! the myth of the Yeti originated in 1937, Russia didn't occupy the Himalayas until the 1960's.

This episode is my new favorite! I heard a rumor that we won't get any new Monster High episodes until after the new year, but if they are anything like this? they will be worth the wait!

#monster high #nightmare nightmore #abbey bominable

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beautifulchris · 11 months

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of darkness and rainbows

pairing: demigod!lee felix x fem demigod!reader

featuring: han jisung, hwang hyunjin, sf9's dawon, golden child's bomin, nct's doyoung

summary: a demigod au in which you enter the camp after losing your mom, and you swear to yourself you'll avenge her no matter what

genres: demigod!au, s2f2l!au, mutual pining, slowburn, action, fantasy, adventure, greek mythology, romance, mild fluff, angst

tw: monsters, parental abandonment, death of a mother and a brother, murder, blood, physical injuries, use of weapons (swords, knives, bow and arrow), VIOLENCE, nightmares, grief and loss depiction, battle scenes, monster and creature slaying, mild language, fainting, magic, ghost

rating: +16

wc: 12,7k

notes: wow. this is my longest work yet and i'm proud of it, please let me know what you think!!

networks: @kflixnet @k-labels @whipped-kpop-creators

permanent tag list: @badwithten send an ask/dm/comment to be added!

one.

It was the end of June, and your mom said a trip to Long Island —you’d never heard of that place before— would be the greatest gift she could offer you for your twelfth birthday. You didn’t believe her after she gifted you an agate necklace, your favorite stone.

Unfortunately, it had nothing to do with the trip you’d imagined.

After getting to Montauk, and spending a few hours on the beach, she drove north. You then walked up what you thought was a random hill. When you were almost on top, you turned towards your mom to tell her you wanted to go back, that you’d rather go home and watch a movie. She was sobbing. It took you aback and broke your heart to see her that way. You wanted to hug her so badly.

She grabbed the backpack she had over her shoulders and put the handle in your hands.

“You must go further north, alright? You’ll find someone who can help you,” she instructed as she kneeled in front of you, stroking your face affectionately.

“What are you talking about, mom? I don’t want to go anywhere without you.”

“It’s going to be alright, sweetheart. You have to trust me. You’re so special, you don’t realize how much. You must go on your own path now. It’s time.” Her voice cracked a little. “Go, you’ll be safe there.”

“This doesn’t make any sense…” you mumbled and stood your ground.

“Maybe because your mommy failed to mention why you’re here,” an icy voice said, making you flinch. Your mom quickly got up and put a protective hand on your shoulder, “and why you’re both going to die today.”

“You’re too late. My daughter will live.”

A light yet threatening laugh left the woman’s throat. She was extremely beautiful, but there was something wrong with her. Not physically, it was more of a feeling.

“We’ll see about that.”

As the woman charged, your mom pushed you out of the way.

“Run!” she yelled as she shielded you with her whole body, turning her back on the woman. You didn’t want to leave her but what could you do? You ran as fast as you could to the top of the hill, still being able to hear what was happening behind you.

“I’m Keahi,” the woman said as she grasped your mom’s arm and forced her to spin so that they faced each other. “Might as well know my name, since I’m the last person you’ll ever see, mortal. You’re going to die knowing it was for nothing.”

You only turned around when you heard a sharp gasp.

You watched helplessly as your mom’s limp body fell to the ground with a loud thud. The woman had blood dripping from her hand— no, her claws. It dawned on you that she had murdered your mom and you were next. You turned around and resumed your sprint. Due to your fear and teary eyes, you realized too late that now that you were at the top, you’ll be going down.

You braced yourself as you could for the fall. Your body got scratches from a few low branches and brambles. When you arrived at the bottom of the hill, you looked up to see if the woman had followed.

It wasn’t the beautiful woman you saw earlier anymore, she had flaming hair, white skin and glowing red eyes. You could only see her head, but it was enough to get nightmares. She bared her fangs and turned around, like she couldn’t get to you anymore.

You tried to breathe but it came out ragged, hands shaking and lips trembling. The sun was heating up your skin. The birds were chirping happily while the despair you were feeling was starting to become unbearable as you clutched at your sides. Tears were streaming down your face, blurring your vision. Not that you had much to look at, anyway, except trees.

You closed your eyes and before you could register what was going on, a paradise appeared before them. There was grass, trees, farm animals, a waterfall and sky in different rainbow colors, plus a rainbow in the background. It obviously wasn’t real, but for some reason the colors perfectly matched. It made you feel at ease. A drastic change from the state you were in mere seconds ago. It momentarily made you forget about it, the sight filling you up with warmth and peace. It only lasted a couple minutes, although by now you breathed normally again, tears dried up.

When you opened your eyes and turned around, you could see a huge amphitheater in the distance, a volleyball court and… were these strawberry fields? Off the corner of your eye, you caught sight of a boy smiling sheepishly, seated a few meters away from you. Blinking a few times, you let out a long sigh.

“Are you okay?” the boy asked in a raspy voice.

It doesn’t match his angelic face, you thought.

He had freckles, a fair and soft skin, short blond hair and brown eyes. He was wearing an orange t-shirt, shorts and sneakers.

You nodded, getting up painfully. Your limbs felt sore, the cuts on your face and arms started to ache.

“I can bring you to the infirmary if you want.”

Maybe you shouldn’t have trusted him right away. Maybe he was with the monster. But he didn’t look evil. He didn’t feel evil, either. So, you followed.

“I hope my illusion helped you feel a tad better.”

“What I saw when I closed my eyes, you did this?”

“Yeah. I’ve been practicing.”

He had a peaceful aura that calmed you down instantly. He was so sweet with you, but all you could think of was: what did you do to deserve this kindness? You had just abandoned your mom to her death.

“Why?” You were trembling, and your voice was just above a whisper.

“Why what?”

“Why did you create this illusion?”

“Oh. You looked like you needed a cheer up.”

A surge of gratefulness engulfed you and you smiled.

“Thank you.”

“I heard voices over the hill and when I came, I saw you falling down. There was a monster at the top.”

Your smile disappeared. “I— she killed my mom.”

Eyes widening, the blond boy internally slapped himself for making you sad all over again after all his efforts to make you feel better. “I’m sorry.”

You arrived at the infirmary after a few minutes of awkward silence, and quiet amazement on your part at the amphitheater you could see more clearly, the pavilion full of white tables, more than twenty houses differently decorated and a hearth in the center, even an arena, with kids and teens from different ages all around.

A brown haired guy was tending to a sleeping kid around your age, bruises, cuts and burns all around their face and arms. They were wearing jean overalls with an orange t-shirt, all covered in soot from head to toe.

“Jisung!” the boy next to you called as soon as he spotted him.

“One sec,” he replied without looking up. He brought the teen’s head up with one hand and poured some amber liquid down their throat with the other. He rested their head back delicately on the mattress, got up and turned around to greet the newcomers.

“Hi F— Wow, hey there! Sit here,” he motioned toward an empty bed, “I’ll be right back.” He left through a door made of white sheets.

“Do I really look that bad?”

The blond boy chuckled, slowly shaking his head. “By the way, I didn’t give you my name. I’m Felix.”

You looked up at him, managing a side smile. “I’m Y/N.”

“Nice to meet you, Y/N.”

You didn’t have time to answer that Jisung was back with medicine. He cautiously cleaned your wounds with the same yellowish liquid he used to treat the other kid. It felt like he was treating you like porcelain.

Then, he brought a golden cube up to your mouth.

“What is this?”

“A bit of ambrosia. It heals demigods, but too much can have bad side effects.”

Demigods??

“Eat it, you’ll feel better.”

Whatever.

With newfound trust in strangers, you chewed on the sweet food. It tasted like the mac’n’cheese your mom would make on rainy days. The memory comforted you, but also induced some pain within. Your wounds started to fade until they were completely healed.

“Thank you,” you murmured, in awe at the product. You definitely needed this stuff.

“Of course, it’s my job,” he beamed. “So, Felix,” he turned to his friend, “where did you find this stray kid? Tell me you didn’t go on a little quest on your own—”

“I found Y/N near the border, she’s new,” he interrupted him.

You were thankful he let out the details of your encounter.

“Oh, my bad! I guess you have to take her to the Big House, then.”

He nodded, extending his hand your way. You stared at it, then at the freckled boy, then back at it. Taking it slowly, he walked you to the Big House, which lived up to its name. You choked when you saw a centaur —an actual centaur?!— walking out of the front door.

“Greetings, Chiron!”

Chiron? From the legends??

“Felix. Welcome to the camp half-blood, young lady. I’m Chiron, activities director. Have you been claimed already?”

“Huh…”

“I didn’t see anything,” Felix answered. “I see. Perhaps we’ll know tonight at the campfire. Can you show our new recruit around? I’m off to archery class.”

“Sure.”

He thanked Felix, sent a smile your way and galloped away to the west. The realization you were still holding the boy’s hand made you blush, but before you could retract it, he pulled you with him to different places.

He explained the purpose of the strawberry fields and the society name —Delphi Strawberry Service— covering the camp. He showed you the climbing wall with lava, the dining pavilion, the forge full of Hephaestus kids, the armory —he tried to make you choose a weapon but you refused—, the Pegasus stables —with actual pegasi!—, the arena where demigods trained, the archery field where Chiron was teaching, the camp store —you could buy an orange t-shirt there later—, the arts & crafts center —you saw a beautiful black-haired boy painting there among other kids—, the canoe lake, the forest— you weren’t keen on entering after Felix told you what was in it. You finished the tour next to the hearth in the center of the houses you saw earlier. You could swear you saw a woman in the fire, but when you looked more closely, she was gone.

He explained everything except the reason why you were here in the first place. “This is all charming and interesting, but why am I here?”

“I was getting to that. These are the cabins of the major Greek gods and some of the minor ones. Here,” he gestured to the most colorful cabin out of the bunch, “is my mom’s, Iris, goddess of rainbows.”

It explained the illusion. The cabin looked like a huge trailer with a platform on the front and a little rainbow as antenna. It looked chill and welcoming.

Felix gave you the names of all the gods and goddesses’ cabins present on this camp, making hypotheses on who your dad might be.

“Do you like mechanics? Are you good at poetry or archery? Or swords? Do you enjoy grape juice? Maybe you’re a trickster? Do you enjoy sleeping? I mean, do you spend most of your time sleeping? Can you control light? If none of those… Maybe you’re a child of one of the Big Three.”

“Who are the Big Three?”

“Zeus —god of the sky—, Poseidon —god of the sea— and Hades —god of the dead and king of the Underworld.”

You pondered. “This is a dream. I’m gonna wake up.”

He chuckled —an endearing sound— and shook his head. “I think I’d know if it was one. No, you’re a demigod, Y/N. For real.”

When you didn’t respond, he glanced at you. You were lost in thought, wondering who your father could be, why you’ve never seen him before and why he never came to see you.

“Come on, there’s one more thing I’d like you to see.” He tugged at your hand and dragged you towards the beach.

The sun was setting. You sat on the sand, looking at the horizon. It was really pretty. But you couldn’t avoid reality for too long. A tear fell down your face thinking about how your mom would’ve loved coming here, looking at this scenery with an arm around your frame.

She was gone.

From this moment, you swore to yourself that, when you were ready, you would find the monster and avenge your mom, no matter what. Felix saw your determined eyes staring in the distance. It gave him an idea on who your father might be.

At the campfire, you realized a lot more campers than you initially thought were here. You’ve seen a bunch during the tour, but right now, when the whole camp was gathered around the fire, it felt like you were a couple hundred.

Some had musical instruments and were preparing for what you guessed was a concert. A dozen, more or less, were looking all dressed up and pretty, a few were playing with balls of energy —magic?—, others were dozing off wherever, from another kid’s shoulder to the floor. The rest looked somewhat normal, apart from the kids with hands partially tainted with soot. Might be tough to get rid of it when they spend so much time in the forges.

Some kids greeted Felix and welcomed you into the camp, which felt nice. Although you couldn’t remember every name, you were grateful for their kind words.

It seemed that the Apollo cabin was actually preparing for a singalong. Everyone sang, cheered and overall had a good time. Felix nudged you from time to time to check up on you and offer you bright smiles. So bright, in fact, that they were almost blinding. But you didn’t mind. His sole presence was enough to give you peace of mind. Maybe because looking at him reminded you of the illusion he created for you.

The campers were asking for an encore, when silence abruptly fell and every pair of eyes were on you. Or above you, to be precise, but it felt the same to you.

Exposed, vulnerable and embarrassed.

You glanced at Felix, who was looking up too. He lowered his gaze, locked eyes with you and motioned for you to look up as well. It was a glowing golden helm hologram suspended above your head.

“The bloodline is determined. Hades, king of the Underworld. Hail Y/N L/N, daughter of the dead and riches.”

Every camper kneeled, including Chiron and Felix, and you wanted to disappear from the Earth. Was it just because you ended up being a child of the Big Three? Or did every camper have the privilege of experiencing such a stressful moment?

At last, they all got up and resumed the singalong for a well-deserved encore.

An older guy walked to you from a corner. He was tall, had dark eyes and a harsh resting face. You recoiled in your seat, scared of what he might do. But then he showed a toothy smile with dimples and extended his hand for you to shake.

When you did, he said: “Welcome home, sis.”

Once alone in your bunk —you had slipped away before the end of the campfire— you sobbed, hugging the backpack your mom put in your hands earlier that day.

It smelled like her.

Calming down a bit, curiosity took over and you opened it. There was a pocket knife, pepper spray, a pack of matches, a flashlight, tissues, a sleeping bag, a water bottle and food.

It struck you. She knew what you were long before you did.

two.

Felix shouldn’t have laughed.

The whole scene was just so ridiculously funny, he had to.

You were training at the climbing wall like every other day, except today, someone had the good idea to change the mode from normal to full lava-and-earthquake while you were on it. Needless to say it took you by surprise. You fell to the bottom, earning smoking holes in your t-shirt and singed arms' hair.

Felix helped you get out of the lava floor, miserably trying to suppress his giggles. “Are you okay?”

“Who turned the climbing wall into a frenzy? I just wanna talk!”

Your eyes showed you were being serious, although a little smile appeared after looking at your best friend’s face.

Turns out it was a Hermes kid, obviously.

To get back at him, you created a hole under his feet. He screamed as he sank up to his ankles. He lost balance and fell on his butt. A few kids that fell off the climbing wall with you clapped their hands and laughed.

Oh yeah, my bad. I forgot to tell you you could do that, among other things.

Being at Camp Half-Blood year round was actually a great thing. Undeniably, between that and being with your mom, the choice was clear, but since she was gone… All you could do was train to be able to protect mortals like you should’ve protected your mom and avenge her as well.

I know what some may think. It wasn’t your fault (and it wasn’t. really.) but you couldn’t make peace with it just yet. Guilt still ate you up at night.

After understanding what it meant to be a kid of Hades, you tried to find and talk to your mom. A ghost appeared instead of her. It looked like a staff member, with greek armor and a formal look. He told you your mom was in Elysium, that ‘she wanted you to follow your own path’ and that ‘she didn’t want to see you until you were old and had a full life’. It felt so unfair. You tried to argue but the ghost didn’t stay to hear your complaints, leaving you in your grief.

You ended up entering the armory. Even if you were against violence, you came to terms with the fact that you couldn’t protect others by solely making holes on the ground. Felix showed you all the best pieces of celestial bronze weapons. He made you try on several, making you swing swords, throw knives, shoot arrows… It was unsure what would suit you best.

At last, your eyes caught sight of a dusty black metal in a corner, behind javelins. Dusting off the sword a bit, you felt like it belonged in your hand. It wasn’t too heavy, nor too light. It just felt right.

“It’s stygian iron,” Felix explained, “Hades’ own sword is made of it.”

Did you resent him? Probably… yeah. If he had been there, two years ago, he could’ve saved your mom. But you never saw him, ever. You often wondered if you were even worthy of his presence.

“Y/N?”

Your head shot up, “yeah?”

“You looked out of it. Are you okay? We can stop looking for weapons if you want.”

“No, I’m good. I’ll take this one.” It hasn’t left your side ever since.

Felix proposed to train together. It was fun, both of you ending up at the infirmary more often than not. Jisung was always there to treat your wounds while cracking jokes.

Dawon, the Hades’ cabin’s head counselor that scared you on your first night, was actually really cool. He showed you around the cabin, welcomed you like a true sibling. You enjoyed eating with your siblings at the dining pavilion, talking strategies and kicking ass during capture-the-flag and chariot races, chatting before bed and getting ready together in the mornings.

Other than that, you didn’t spend a lot of time with them. No, Felix was practically attached to your hip at this point. He has been a huge pillar to your recovery. If it wasn’t for him and his bright aura, you would’ve been morose and sad. He probably knew that too.

When you passed by the arts & crafts building, you often saw the pretty boy. The sun would often reflect on his face, making his skin glow. His stance was elegant, his features soft and flawless. He had sunlight in his shoulder-length black hair and his long fingers seemed to be working effortlessly against the canvas. In a way, watching him paint for a while was relaxing. Curiosity always got the best of you as you wanted to see his next art piece.

All you knew about him was that he was a child of Aphrodite and an amazing painter.

three.

“I did not sign up for this!” you grunted, slashing your sword across monsters left and right.

“You didn’t sign anything,” Jisung recalled, twirling to avoid a clawed hand and slaying the monster with an arrow in its chest.

“It feels like, no matter how much we kill, there’s always more,” Felix puffed.

Hopefully he was pretty good with a sword, because he couldn’t rely on his mom’s powers in the darkness. After what felt like an eternity, the last monster was slayed by your sword.

“Alright, enough practice. Let’s head back before more monsters arrive,” you offered. They didn’t protest.

You were all worn out, sweating and breathing hard. The trip in the forest left very few monsters left to slay. Whoever took care of that would have some work to do.

“We managed pretty well, didn’t we?” Jisung grinned, eyes half closed. You nodded while Felix agreed.

It was practically nightfall. At seventeen, you were more trained than ever and felt ready to face the world.

The next day, there was an emergency meeting with Chiron and the head counselors. Everyone saw them hastily leave the dining pavilion during breakfast after Argus came running to them.

A few dozen minutes later, you were summoned to the Big House. You entered the meeting room and sat next to Dawon around the ping-pong table. Chiron didn’t waste any time and recited the unprompted prophecy they had heard by the current Oracle.

Child of Underworld must retrieve their father’s accessory

Magnificent Mile holds a piece of the way back in its last breath

The King’s circle’s won by defeating an old vampire enemy

The last challenge in Yellowstone ends in half-blood death

Vampire. It was about an empousa. It was enough for you to want to come, even if the last sentence worried you a bit. You were about to speak up when Chiron raised his hand.

“The sole reason you’re here is because we think it’s about you.”

“Indeed, you’re the only one I know that has an empousa as an enemy,” added Dawon as he nudged you with a smile.

Yeah, the details of your arrival ended up being known around camp. It was apparently common to arrive while chased by a monster, but not every parent died at the same time.

“Oh.”

“If you need anything for the quest, we’re here to help,” proposed Bomin, head counselor of Poseidon’s cabin.

“To make sense of the prophecy, for example,” said Doyoung, the Athena cabin’s head.

“Do you know who you’re going to ask to join you?” Chiron asked.

The only thing you knew for sure was that you were going to get your revenge. And you only needed two friends for this.

“Yeah. All I need to know now is where to begin.”

Doyoung coughed and rearranged the glasses on his nose. “Well, my friend Johnny is from Chicago and last time we spoke about his hometown, he mentioned the Magnificent Mile. He said it was the most famous avenue. Now, I don’t know if the prophecy refers to the city globally or this place precisely… But, either way, I think you need to go there.”

“Thank you for your insight. Do I have a deadline?” you inquired, turning to Chiron.

“You have until the end of the month.”

It sounded like a lot of time, then you remembered the date. “We’re the 29th.”

“Indeed. You have three days, starting now.”

four.

And so began your journey. You had a backpack each, filled with medicine, spare clothes, food, water and money —drachmas and dollars.

Argus was driving you to New York on board the Delphi Strawberry Service van. Jisung kept fidgeting with the beads on his necklace.

“You’re thinking about them, aren’t you?” He squirmed uneasily. “You’ll get back alive, I promise you.”

A promise he knew you couldn’t keep, but it did reassure him a bit. He knew you were going to do everything you could so that you’ll all get back to camp alive.

Felix took your hand in his, squeezing it gently. The sudden contact brought warmth to both yours and Felix’s face and ears. Jisung chuckled at the exchange until he realized he was going to third wheel the whole trip. Then, his face dropped, a groan leaving his lips.

Before Felix could ask what was wrong, Argus pulled up in the train station’s parking. You thanked the camp’s chauffeur and entered the Pennsylvania station.

“I found a direct train,” you told them after talking with an employee, “it’ll take around nineteen hours and thirty minutes. Shall we?”

When you talked to them about the prophecy, they didn’t waste any time and said they’ll come with you. Trying to talk them out of it was useless.

As comfortably installed as possible, Felix and you in the direction of travel, Jisung in the opposite direction, the brown haired boy thought the prophecy over, again.

“Child of Underworld —that’s you, Y/N— must retrieve their father’s —Hades, obviously— accessory. What can it be? What are the known accessories he owns?”

You shrugged while the freckled boy answered his friend’s question.

“There is his bident, or staff, his sword, his helm of darkness, Cerberus, which we cannot call an accessory per say and his golden keys.”

“Is there anything more?”

“Yes, but those are the main attributes he possesses.”

“It can’t be Cerberus or the golden keys, because it’s specifically an accessory, singular,” you commented.

Felix nodded. Jisung continued, “so it’s either the staff, the sword or the helm. OK. Next line is ‘Magnificent Mile holds a piece of the way back in its last breath’. The only thing we know is that Magnificent Mile is an avenue in Chicago. I don’t like the sound of anyone’s last breath, honestly.”

“It’s probably a beast,” you proposed. “It says ‘its’.”

“That’s the most logical option we got,” Felix agreed.

“It better be. ‘The King’s circle’s won by defeating an old vampire enemy’.”

“‘Vampire’ means empousa. I guess we need whatever the King’s circle is for the rest of the quest,” you noted, “do you guys have any idea?”

They shook their heads in unison. “No, but we’ll get back to it. ‘The last challenge in Yellowstone ends in half-blood death’. Not gonna lie, I hate this one the most.”

“Yellowstone… If it’s a place, I don��t know it,” Felix said, thinking about it.

“There’s a Yellowstone national park in Wyoming, but I can’t tell for sure if it’s gonna be there,” you shared.

“It might be,” Jisung voiced and bit his lips, “but it’ll also be the last challenge, and, in case any of you forgot, it’ll end in death. Possibly one of ours.”

He was right. However, dwelling on it so soon would not help anyone.

“Let’s think about that part later, OK? Let’s focus on getting to Chicago safely.”

After four stops, the train passed over the Broadway bridge in Albany. The train weirdly shook.

“Of course,” you muttered, “this couldn’t be a nice, eventless trip.”

People started walking in our direction from the end of the train. They didn’t look particularly alarmed, like it was natural to change wagons while the train was in motion.

Felix looked up through the window and frowned. “I don’t see any—”

The train’s wheels shrieked against the rails, abruptly stopping it. Felix and you fell forward on Jisung, who grunted, obviously not enjoying the voyage so far. Then the sound of metal being crushed like a soda can filled the air. The brown haired boy looked at his friends and gulped loudly.

“Remind me why I was so eager to come?”

You tried to open the doors but they wouldn’t budge. You got closer to a window and unsheathed your sword.

“Get back.” The boys did as told, stepping back to the empty opposite seats.

You hit the glass with the pommel of your sword. It shattered, but before you could step over the wall, a glowing orange eye appeared, surrounded by glistening dark green flesh and a gigantic triangular red maw.

“What’s that smell?” Jisung gagged, closely followed by Felix.

You held your breath and stabbed the monster in the eye. It screeched in pain as it released the hold it had on the train, although not completely. Despite that, you all knew you had a few seconds before the beast would attack.

“I think I know what it is,” Felix said, “help me get on the train.”

“You already are,” Jisung retorted.

“I meant on the roof.”

“It’s too dangerous,” you cut in.

“Y/N, you were about to do it.”

“Yes, but—”

“Do you trust me?”

“Of course, b—”

“We don’t have time.”

True enough, the serpent’s mouth flew inside the wagon, missing Felix’s head by a centimeter. You used this opportunity to pierce its other eye. It flew out of the train’s window in a cry. If it wasn’t trying to kill everyone, you would’ve felt bad for it. Although now it was blind and very, very angry.

Felix finally got to the roof with Jisung’s help while you covered them. The snake was so long —around thirty six meters— it wrapped itself around the train at least four times. It had flatten it with its strong hold. Felix wondered how the bridge hadn’t fallen into the river by now.

He silently prayed to his mom and concentrated on creating a rainbow. The sunny afternoon and the river’s reverberation helped greatly. When the serpent’s head was in front of him, he generated multicolored flames from the rainbow to destroy the monster. He felt dumb when he realized it didn’t do anything, its skin extinguishing the flames on contact.

How could he expect to kill a sea snake with fire?

Scolding himself could wait. He rolled over when the monster tried to swallow him up. He unleashed blasts of multicolored energy, penetrating and burning the monster’s skin in the process. Jisung was shooting arrows from the open window, while you were slashing at the monster’s body everywhere you had access to it through the broken windows.

Finally, with one last blast of energy on the serpent’s head, it disintegrated, leaving a damaged train and exhausted demigods. Felix was wondering if the train could get powered up again and carry them all the way to Chicago, but before he could finish his thought, he collapsed on the roof.

five.

Obviously it wouldn’t be a dreamless sleep.

Felix was at a train station. A sign read “Chicago”. He felt relieved. It probably meant they’d make it there.

His consolation was short-lived, however, as he saw a huge lion a few meters away. It seemed to be patiently waiting for them, laying down on the nearest park. The worst part was the 2,50 meters tall giants behind him. They were playing rock paper scissors and one of them didn’t like to lose. He stamped his foot on the ground so hard it felt like an earthquake.

The dream changed. He was outside in the dark, perhaps on a mountain. He could tell by the chilling breeze and the glowing stars. Felix saw a woman not too far, chanting in a language he wasn’t familiar with in front of a large cauldron. He found her beautiful and delicate until he caught a glimpse of the rest of her body. From her waist down was a serpentine body, which oddly resembled the Carthaginian serpent he killed earlier.

He shuddered. When she finished chanting, she turned to Felix, boring her glowing green eyes into his.

“Oh dear, I didn’t mean for you to see me like this,” she said in a seductive way.

She snapped her fingers and the snake part of her body disappeared, replaced by a regular woman's body, wearing a thin black dress.

“There. Better, isn’t it?”

Mist, he thought.

“If you survive your little journey, I’ll be glad to feed on your flesh, even if you’re not quite a child anymore.”

If Felix wasn’t terrified before, he surely was now. He tried to speak, but no sound would come out.

She walked over to him, whispering in his ear, “I’ll drink the Apollo’s kid’s blood and eat his flesh. Once I’m done with him, I’ll deal with you. I’ll take my sweet time. And then, precious Y/N will finally feel my wrath, and eventually die.”

His blood boiled, anger and fear filling his body to the brim. He couldn’t let that happen. Before the woman could sink her crocodile teeth into his neck, Felix woke up in a cold sweat, a few minutes before the Cleveland stop.

It was night, Jisung and you were munching on homemade sandwiches. You had retrieved Felix from the roof together and laid him on two seats in an empty wagon with windows intact. Jisung had fed Felix some nectar and let him sleep for about eight hours.

No matter what the mortals saw, they succeeded in making the train move again and the passengers were seated at the front of the convoy. There was a constant shrill metallic sound coming from the bottom of the train. It was low, but definitely annoying.

“Felix,” you called, “how are you feeling?”

“Like I’ve drained myself to the point of collapsing,” he groaned, sitting up.

“Do you need more nectar?” Jisung asked.

“No, thanks. Besides, we should keep our supplies for as long as possible.”

“Take that sandwich, then.” The brown haired boy tossed him a sandwich and they ate in silence, until Felix told both of you about his dream.

“So, the good news is we’re gonna make it to Chicago,” you said.

Jisung continued, “the bad news is, we’re gonna die in Chicago.”

“I have a few hours to think about a plan while you two sleep.”

You tried to protest but Jisung’s loud yawn put an end to the debate before it even started.

Your dreams were filled with nightmares, like every demigod ever.

It started like every other night. Your mom smiling down at you, her hand stroking your hair, then her being stabbed to death by Keahi. This time the woman smirked and whispered, “I’ll enjoy killing you more than I did your mother.” You were about to curse her when the dream changed.

It was night and in the open space, although a bonfire brightened Felix’s liveless body lying on the ground and Jisung’s limp corpse against a rock a few meters away. You wanted to scream, tears running down your cheeks. A triumphant laugh came from everywhere around you, cutting through the dead of night.

The next dream was so different, it shocked you. You were back on Half Blood Hill, except there was no sign of your mom or the empousa. Instead, there was a tall, shoulder length black haired man with fairly white skin and intense black eyes standing around ten meters away from you. What surprised you the most was the black flowing robes he was wearing, filled with evil souls threaded into it.

Despite his morbid appearance, he was looking at you with unexpected tenderness. You were wondering who this man might be when he spoke up.

“Y/N,” he called, “I’m sorry it took me so long to appear.”

Then it clicked. Of course. This intimidating man was Hades, your dad. A surge of hatred ran through your body beyond your control.

“Where were you? All this time, when I got kicked out of school every other year, when I was made fun of, when mom died? Where were you? Did you even love her?”

His eyes flared with purple fire for a second, his face hardening, but you were too furious to be afraid of the consequences. Just as fast, he calmed himself.

“I did love her, yes. But I couldn’t do anything, to protect you and because I can’t meddle with my children’s lives. You had to forge your own path for it to mean anything. You still do.”

You scoffed. “Bet you say that to all your kids.” The uneasy look he gave you proved you were right. “Gods, you do have a healthy way with kids, huh?”

“I understand your rage. But right now, you must focus on your quest.”

“Easy for you to say,” you muttered.

“You must not fall into a blind rage when you see her. You must control your thirst for revenge.”

“You sure love to tell me what to do for someone I just met.”

“Y/N… If you don’t control your powers, bad things could happen. Your friends might pay the price.”

“Oh so now you’re threatening my friends!”

He sighed, visibly tired. His form began to fade. “I have to go. Remember my words when you face the empousa.”

Before you could make a snarky remark, he vanished. You woke up feeling so angry your friends could practically see it.

“Usually we wake up confused, terrified, or determined, but as angry as you are, I’m afraid to ask about what you saw,” Jisung started joking, but then recoiled in his seat in front of you.

Felix gave you a worried look.

“I’m okay.” You were still fuming but they knew better than to push it.

When you sat up, the blond boy sat next to you and took your hand in his. It calmed you down more efficiently than you’d care to admit.

“We’re almost there. And I have a plan.”

six.

The Great Hall was majestic, with columns all around and a barrel-vaulted skylight bathing the room in soft light. It was giving Greek revival vibes, which comforted you if only for a moment.

You were firmly holding the grip of your sword, mentally preparing for the fight ahead. The lion was waiting for you three outside the station, but there was no giant in sight.

The fact that Felix had a plan didn’t ease your nerves that much, because plans rarely unfolded as expected. But he knew stuff about monsters and Greek mythology as a whole, so it was helping.

“He’s not that big,” Jisung shrugged, “just the size of a pick-up truck. We can totally get him.”

He nocked his arrow as the Iris kid and you unsheathed your swords.

Not two minutes into the fight, you realized that Felix was right. The lion’s pelt was deflecting all your weapons. It was pointless to attack from behind and by surprise. You tried to keep him occupied until Felix could find an opening.

“Guys, I’m no Hercules, so don’t expect me to asphyxiate him with my bare hands!” Jisung shouted. He tried to shoot an arrow into the lion’s eye, but he somehow saw it coming and protected himself.

“It would’ve been easier with a cornucopia but…” Felix threw his backpack into the lion’s maw. As he bellowed in disgust, your friend shouted, “now!”

Jisung fired arrows into his open mouth. He dissolved except for his pelt. “Great. I’ve always wanted to resemble a caveman.” The Apollo kid’s wry comment made you smile.

He somehow succeeded in putting it away in his bag, at the same moment the three giants decided to show up. They were coming from the park, their iron clubs laying low.

“Where is the lion? There was a lion, right?” one of them asked.

“Already defeated, useless scamp! And guess what? You’re next!” Jisung raised his arms wide, like he was waiting for a group hug. Then, he gestured to the giants with one hand. “What kind of ogres are you, anyway?”

Felix nudged him. “They’re Laistrygonian giants, dude. Muscular tattooed man eaters.”

“You look awfully smug for our next lunch, half-blood,” the tallest of the giants said.

“In your dreams, you witless gollumpus!” He didn’t waste any more time and shot arrows at them. They deflected the projectiles with ease except for the smallest giant, who apparently wasn’t paying much attention. He crumbled into dust.

The other two roared in outrage and sprinted your way, brandishing their clubs high above their heads. Felix sidestepped when the giant swung his arm, rolled between his legs and stabbed him in the back.

Two down, one to go.

“You’ll pay for that, demigods!” the tallest giant bellowed before laying his arm down on Jisung.

You cut off his arm with a swirl of your sword. He yelled, turned and tried to crush your throat with his remaining hand. He was circling your neck with his huge fingers, but Felix thrusted his celestial bronze sword into his side. He disintegrated.

“Thank you,” you breathed with difficulty, locking eyes with Felix.

He dropped his blade and enveloped you in a comforting hug that lasted more than the average.

“Are you okay?” he inquired, cupping your face with his hands. He searched your face for any sign of hurt, sadness, fear… But there was only relief and tiredness. You nodded.

“You fought bravely.”

You turned, raising an eyebrow at the sight of a beautiful woman with black eyes and blond hair. She was wearing a black gown and carrying two old-fashioned reed torches. She was surrounded by green light and Mist was everywhere around her.

Felix let go of your face and unconsciously grabbed your hand instead. He studied the goddess, picking up on the details that showed who she might be. Unfortunately, he wasn’t sure you could trust her.

“Why, thank you mysterious woman! So, which one are you?” Jisung questioned, a bit wary.

“Hecate,” Felix murmured.

“Well done, Iris kid. Before you ask, I’m here to offer guidance. You’re about to—”

“Sorry, but, um… You’re the goddess of magic, you created empousai. Why would you help us?” you asked. It didn’t make sense to you, knowing the prophecy, which you were sure she knew about too.

“As I was saying, daughter of Hades,” she continued with a neutral voice, “you’re about to face great danger.”

“What, more than the usual death threats? What a bummer,” Jisung snorted, crossing his arms.

“Your insolence isn’t helping your case, Apollo kid. My children —or creations, whatever— don’t always follow my orders. We’re not obliged to share the same faith. They’re free. Like my children back at camp half-blood.” You waited for her to continue.

“Jisung, joking around helps you hide your scars, but you need to embrace them to properly move forward. Sharing your burden might do the trick. You’re also worth more than you think.”

She then turned to your freckled friend. “Felix, you need to stop putting everyone before yourself. You cannot control everyone’s happiness. You’ll soon have to prove you can keep your distance, for your own sake.”

Finally, she set her eyes on you. “Y/N, I know you think you’re not worth being here, going on this journey. You feel helpless, because you haven’t slayed any monster yet. But do not worry, your time will come soon enough, and with that, your greatest challenge. You have so much more power within than you might believe. This power needs to be used wisely.”

A wave of uneasiness washed over the three of you, Hecate’s words touching some nerves. Her words echoed your father’s. You regretted your outburst in your latest dream because you could have used this opportunity to ask which one of his attributes was missing. That would have made one less question unanswered.

“Well.” She clapped her hands. “I should probably tell you, now that there’s no more ground means of transport to Wyoming —I mean, you’re not going to steal a car, are you?— you’ll need to use aerial transportation.”

“But how—” Felix started, but got cut off.

“Off I go. Remember, you have two days left to get back to camp safely. Good luck on your quest, demigods. I hope Tyche can lend you some.”

She disappeared in a cloud of Mist.

“If I didn’t feel good then, I definitely do now!” Jisung sarcastically smiled.

For the first time since you’ve known him, you realized Hecate was right about the guy. Behind all the jokes and smiles, he had a sadness in him that was hard to decipher. But you were aware now. Felix was visibly concentrating, eyes closed and face facing the sky.

“Do you want to talk about what Hecate said?” you suggested. “About sharing your—”

“Well, I’d love to, trust me, but I’m fine. But hey, it seems you were right. Yellowstone is a national park.”

Deciding prying wasn’t gonna help, you nodded and turned your head towards the sky. You noticed a faint dark form in the horizon. Squinting your eyes in an attempt to identify what was coming for you this time, Felix left out a relieved sigh, then a chuckle. You spotted the sweat on his forehead. A few seconds later, you recognized winged horses.

Three of them.

“Did you summon them?” you questioned Felix, who was grinning.

“One of my mom’s powers. I’m glad it worked.”

Two of them were white and one was brown. They came to a stop in front of you, the brown pegasus neighing, gently nuzzling Felix.

“Thank you for coming, guys,” he said as he scratched the horse’s head. He turned to Jisung and you. “Are you ready for a ride?”

After a few hours flying high in the sky, you could finally make out the mountain you had to go to. You were about fifty kilometers away from the destination when you heard screeching from behind.

Jisung whined. “Come on!”

“Dozens of Gryphons! We’ll have to fight!” Felix yelled.

He brandished his sword, turned around and lashed out at them. You followed, while Jisung kept his distance, shooting arrows at the dozens of enemies. Dusk was only a few minutes away. The sky’s colors —blue, purple, red, orange, yellow— looked peaceful and pretty compared to the fight that was breaking out under it.

Four monsters succumbed to your blade before another one planted its talons in your pegasus’ thigh as you slashed its right wing. You cursed under your breath when the winged horse squealed, pitching up while flapping his wings frantically. He was bleeding.

You almost fell, but managed to hang on his mane and kill the gryphon. Unfortunately, another one immediately took its place and pecked your mounting’s neck with its sharp beak. He was losing too much blood, the liquid staining his beautiful white coat.

As he was dropping altitude, you were slowly and painfully losing your grip on his mane. You were falling to your death together. But not without taking the monster with you.

You squeezed the pegasus’ flanks to keep balance and brought down your sword on the gryphon’s neck. It disintegrated. You thanked and apologized to your companion for a few hours, hugging his neck in an attempt to stop the bleeding and preparing yourself for the impact. However, he crumbled into dust a few hundred meters above the ground, leaving you free falling on your own.

Felix swooped your way on his brown pegasus and caught your waist. Your arms immediately wrapped around his torso. Jisung took down the last gryphon in your peripheral view. You started to smile, but the brown haired boy’s eyes widened. He shouted: “Look out!”

The actual last monster seized the pegasus’ gaskins with its claws and pulled them, making him go upside down. Felix and you fell face first off the winged horse, holding each other tightly. You couldn’t even see the gryphon butchering its prey. Jisung slayed the monster with a well-aimed arrow and sped up to catch you both.

He wasn’t quick enough. You were swallowed by the shadows, leaving the Apollo kid behind with a pegasus as confused and worried as he was.

seven.

Felix woke up in a cave with low light coming from torches dispersed on the walls. You were passed out on the floor but didn’t look injured, which was good.

He scanned his surroundings. It was a rectangular room with a door on the far left. It seemed like there was no one else with you. He sat on his legs, put down his sword and brought your head on his lap. He poured a little amount of nectar into your parted lips.

He felt a presence behind him, but was too late to act. The invisible form dragged him away from you, your head hitting the ground with a soft thud. He tried to fight back but got tossed head first in the dirt. With a grunt, he got on his knees and looked around, but there was no one. As he got up, he felt claws scratch his chest, ripping his orange shirt in the process. He yelped, took a knife out of his belt and aimlessly sliced through the air all around him.

He saw your body move. Thinking you were waking up, he let down his guard and ran to you. He tripped on something metallic and fell down. Looking behind him, there was just the muddy floor.

“Get on your knees,” a feminine voice ordered, her words resonating dangerously across the room. “Don’t move.”

He was now on his knees, facing you with a blank expression as if he wasn’t in control of his body anymore.

The first punch he received in the gut hurt like hell, but his face and body remained motionless like a doll. Then, he received blows on his ribs, his cheeks, his jawline. It was enough for him to faint. The pain was blinding him but he kept his eyes open. He watched, helpless, as you slowly stood up, glaring his way. No, you were looking somewhere above him.

“Show yourself, blood sucker, so I can make you pay,” your voice was calm yet threatening.

Keahi laughed, moving Felix’s face so you could see all the bruises she gave him. It was a bad idea on her part because you were now fully pissed. Seeing him like this… After what she did to your mom, you wanted to end her life so badly.

The ground blackened around you and the air dropped to freezing. A black flood of anger, pain, guilt and grief poured out of you in waves, hitting the monster and Felix. The latter experienced your worst memories. The pain, guilt and grief from the death of your mom, your hardships, the anger —no, hatred— you felt towards the empousa that made your life miserable.

“Stop this!” she taunted.

It seemed to get Felix out of his trance.

“Y/N…” he murmured and hit the floor.

All the pain he received in the last minutes knocked him out. This scene made you more furious, if that was even possible at this point. The waves became thicker and stronger, making Keahi loudly hit the nearest wall.

“You’re just a kid! You might be powerful, but not powerful enough to destroy me and my sister.” Desperation was evident in her voice. “If you keep going, you’ll kill the boy too.”

You went at it for several more seconds. It was hard to stop, you wanted her dead and your emotions took over your judgment. Although, one look at Felix’s limp body was enough for you to snap out of it.

You reached for your sword and threw it in her direction like a javelin. It planted itself in the wall. The empousa disintegrated and a golden ring fell on the floor. The waves stopped and the flood slowly dissipated. Before you could take a step towards Felix, you passed out again.

Jisung was patrolling from the air, alert for any movement on the mountain, without being certain you were even there. Several minutes later, he saw black smoke coming from a strange rectangle on the ground. Getting closer, he realized it was a hatch.

The pegasus landed on the floor next to it. Jisung dismounted and opened the hatch to a dark corridor. He waited for the dark Underworld stuff —meaning you were probably there— to disappear completely before venturing inside, his bow ready.

At the end of the damp corridor was a single door. He entered and found his friends’ bodies on the floor, a hand extended to each other’s direction. He flew to Felix’s side, poured nectar into his mouth, winced when he caught sight of his bruises and chest, then gave you the same treatment, relieved to see there weren't many physical injuries.

He didn’t want to leave any of you alone and he couldn’t move both of you at the same time. He was about to sit down when he spotted your sword in the wall. He grabbed the hilt and pulled it out with much effort. Something golden was on the floor so he picked it up. It was a golden ring.

Spoil of War? It didn’t seem like it, but how could he know? He wasn’t there. He put it in his pocket anyway. Felix opened his eyes and immediately went to your side. He reached for his backpack.

“I already gave her nectar.”

Felix’s head turned so fast his neck cracked. “You scared me!”

“Sorry.” Jisung walked over. “Let’s go, this place is creepy.”

The Iris kid was sending worried looks your way the whole time they spent carrying you outside. He related his version of the facts. How he was manipulated and hit by an invisible woman, experienced your pain, and passed out once the charmspeak wore off.

“It’s been a hell of a couple days, huh?”

“Tell me about it.” Fresh air and sunlight did Felix some good.

“Let’s sleep a bit before facing death again, shall we?” Jisung offered.

They took sleeping bags out of their backpack, Jisung with a bit more difficulty due to the lion’s pelt taking up most space. Both enveloped you in yours, then they argued on who should take first watch.

The brown haired boy won. He wasn’t injured and Felix visibly needed rest. He changed into a new t-shirt and insisted on being woken up a few hours later, though.

He dreamed he was in the same dark place again. The fire was cackling, lightening up the monster’s face and body. He was definitely terrified of her.

It felt like she was waiting for him. “Tomorrow we meet, demigod. Tomorrow, you die.”

He wanted to yell: “We’ll defeat you, like we did all our enemies until now.” but no sound could leave his lips.

“Oh, but they’re nothing compared to me,” she exclaimed like she heard his thoughts somehow. “Fighting me will make everything you endured so far feel like a walk in the park.”

That didn’t make him feel any better about the whole quest and their chance of survival. He was scared for his friends, for himself.

Hecate’s words replayed in his mind. “You’ll soon have to prove you can keep your distance, for your own sake.” Even if he thought his encounter with the empousa was a proof in itself, he felt dread. Something even worse was about to happen, he could feel it.

Felix woke up alert, but it was night.

“Jisung!” he complained, but he found him fast asleep next to him.

You, on the other hand, were awake, preparing a snack and humming an old song. You were so pretty with the sun lighting your hair and skin.

“Hello, Rainbow Boy. Here, eat this.”

You handed him toasts of cheese and an apple cut into quarters, but he just stared at you instead of taking them.

“Y/N,” he murmured like a whisper, a relieved sigh.

He engulfed you in a bone crushing hug, his nose buried in your neck. You hugged him back like you could, the food still in your hands.

“Are you okay? I was so scared.”

“I would be better if I could breathe,” you joked.

He apologized and let you go but stayed close, thanking you for the food.

“What happened back there? Do you know what monster it was?”

Your smile turned into a hard look. “None other than my mom’s murderer, Keahi.”

He reached for your hand, drawing smoothing circles on the knuckles with his thumb.

“I wonder how she made herself invisible. It’s not an empousa power,” he wondered.

“There was a ring.”

“A ring that makes its wearer invisible… Sounds familiar.”

“I have no clue where it is, though. Perhaps still in that cave.”

“Wait. King’s circle? Gyges was a king who found a golden ring in a cave. ‘Circle’ could mean the ring. Was it golden?” You nodded. “Then we need to get it back. It could help us on our next step.”

“No need,” Jisung yawned as he stretched, “I have it right here. Call me Bilbo Baggins.” He took the ring out of his pocket and gave it to you.

“You’re a lifesaver, I hope you know that,” you thanked him.

He smirked, “I do know, but being acknowledged is always appreciated.”

“So… If, hypothetically, I put this on…” you said, doing so. “I’ll become invisible.”

“You literally are, right now.” Felix tried to touch your shoulder but you weren’t there anymore.

You sneaked behind them and pressed a finger on their sides, watching them squirm and whine.

“OK, OK, sorry.” You took out the ring and threw it in Felix’s direction. “You should keep it.”

He had great reflexes, so he caught it easily. “Why me?”

“I already got the lion’s pelt and it’s taking way too much space, so a ring would be too much,” Jisung answered, shrugging innocently.

Rolling your eyes, you elbowed him. “You’re the best choice. You’re the most selfless out of us. I trust you.”

He wanted to argue but decided against it.

He trusted you too.

eight.

Jisung took a few minutes to say goodbye to his pegasus. He thanked him, stroked his mane and gave him a treat. Felix apologized for his companions, for which the winged horse nudged him and bowed before flying away.

“Before we go, I think I need to tell you guys something,” the brown haired boy mumbled.

Felix and you exchanged glances and offered him sympathetic smiles.

“Let’s sit,” he continued. Once you were, he took a deep breath and got into it right away.

He talked about his past. How, when he was seven, he lost his half brother in a car accident. How he ran away to the park near his house after an argument with his step dad, how his little brother went to look for him then. How he was busy pitying himself when he heard the crash. How he blamed himself for the whole thing. How he swore to never run off again because he didn’t want his mom to end up this way too. How he decided to bury his feelings and never speak of this, ever.

“Jisung… None of it was your fault,” you assured. “You were so young… I’m so sorry.”

“Ji, thank you for sharing this with us. We’re here for you. It wasn’t your fault.”

“Thanks guys… I had to tell someone before we went to our ultimate death.”

“No way you’re dying today, I won’t allow it. You’ll get back to your crush.”

“OK, chill Y/N, I don’t have a crush.”

“The redness on your face says otherwise, buddy,” Felix laughed softly.

Jisung had lessened his burden like Hecate had suggested, and it worked. He felt better, ready to move forward.

The sun was rising. You had to get to the mountain next to the one you were currently on. The only way now was by foot. And you had to be back by the end of the day.

Easy enough. No, it was definitely not easy.

But you had to try.

On your way to the monster, you explained the plan you fashioned to the boys while they were asleep. After a lot of complaining and no’s, they finally accepted it (mostly because they didn’t have better ideas). Although Felix refused to use the ring.

Three hours later, the boys and you finally set foot in the clearing. All around were old trees and, in the center, was a large cauldron on top of a bonfire. Next to it was a block of stone with a bronze helmet on top of it. So it was the helm. The monster was there, chanting in a language that resembled latin.

“Lamia,” Felix whispered, swallowing loudly.

“Ah! Children, at last,” Lamia exclaimed with a charming yet dark smile.

“We came for my father’s helm.”

“The same dad that abandoned you?”

It was true, you still resented him, but bringing everyone back safely was a priority.

“Yeah, I guess. It’s that one I presume?” you asked as you pointed to it.

“Busted,” Lamia laughed falsely before putting it on her head.

She became invisible and the fear emanating from the helm paralyzed the three of you.

It was unsure what exactly happened. Was it your survival instinct or were you more powerful than the helm itself? Whatever it was, you were able to parry the attack with your sword. There was no time wondering how you could manage that.

Without being able to see or hear where she was, you warded off every attack she threw. You were about to get the upper hand when she grabbed Felix’s mortified body. You could see it in his eyes.

“Your sister tried that and regretted it,” you spat.

Lamia reappeared when she took off the helmet, keeping it under her unused arm.

“She’s weak. I’ll make sure to let her know when she’s back.”

Of course monsters will always be back, no matter how much we slay them.

“You know,” she resumed, “your dad thinks he’s all mighty and powerful because he rules the Underworld. Yet his precious helm was too easy to steal. And he sends his beloved daughter to death for this?”

Her claws enveloping Felix’s neck and Jisung’s shattered breath gave you a hard time thinking about your next move. You couldn’t be reckless again.

You had to save them.

“Leave them alone. Let’s do this one on one.”

“Why would I accept your proposition when I have the upperhand, sweetie?”

You scoffed. “Come on now. Are you scared to face a kid? You’re acting all-powerful and invincible, but fighting me is too much?”

Her expression hardened. Pride touched.

Bingo.

Lamia shoved Felix on the floor, a vicious glare throwing daggers at you. You had to restrain yourself from jumping her right this instant.

Distancing her from your friends was vital. She put the helmet back on as you were moving around to cause her back to face them. Not wasting any time attacking, you slashed your sword here and there, not letting her ripost. However, you were getting tired. She took advantage and ripped your arm with her claws. You stumbled and closed your eyes, groaning.

“Already down? You’re making this too easy,” she mused after taking the helm off again.

Felix and Jisung regained their senses away from her. They were ready to fight. Jisung was bow ready and Felix was summoning light.

When you opened your eyes and got to your feet, you realized they were waiting for a sign. From you.

The pressure of leading was growing but you tried to bury it inside. You couldn’t deal with more anxiety at the moment. You focused on Lamia, who was grinning from a false feeling of victory, and shouted, “NOW!”

The three of you gave your all and hit her at the same time. As Felix struck her with blinding light, Jisung shot her in the back and you pierced her heart. You enjoyed her look of surprise when she disintegrated in a shrill scream. All that was left was the helm of darkness falling to the ground with a clang.

Clenching your arm, you fell on your knees. Felix engulfed you into a tight hug.

“This is gonna sound controversial, but I think that went well,” Jisung said as he picked up the helm.

“You must all be fools if you think you can take me down that easily,” a feminine voice taunted.

She was at the other side of the open space, Mist slowly dispersing around her. How did she do that? The marks on your arm were real, so when did she create the Mist? How could you not have seen it coming?

Realizing he actually didn’t have anything in his hands, Jisung quickly shot arrows her way but she managed to dodge them and put on the helmet. Felix couldn’t get up, fear keeping him grounded.

You witnessed, helpless, Jisung’s body being thrown across the clearing. Anger building up inside you, you got to your feet and charged.

Certainly you couldn’t hear or see her, but you could feel her. Probably due to your connection to the underground. But despite your best efforts, you couldn’t seem to have enough to wound her. It was almost as if she didn’t need the helm at all, like she could end you all with or without it. Like she only used it for extra fun.

Your limbs started to ache. Panting, you planted your sword on the ground. You could feel Lamia laugh triumphally.

Concentrating, you opened a crevasse that allowed skeletons to rise and surround the monster. They closed in on her, and eventually started attacking all at once. She effortlessly took them down one by one in an elegant dance.

There was only one thing left to do but your friends were here and the least thing you wanted was to hurt them.

“I have a question. Does your mom know what you’re doing? Aren’t you scared of retaliation?”

It was interesting enough for her to take the helmet off. “What are you talking about, mortal? Hecate does not care about whether you live or die today.”

Felix joined Jisung at the far end of the open space. It was now or never.

“I wouldn’t be so sure. She came to see us yesterday, you know. She might punish you later when I’m done with you.”

“I do not care about Hecate!” Her voice was trembling, though. “You’re irritating. I’ll deal with you first.”

“I wouldn’t have it any other way,” you whispered to yourself.

As she put the helmet back on for the nth time, the floor blackened. You let the flood of black smoke leave your body while the temperature dropped. It wasn’t as strong as when you faced Keahi, but anger and pain were still present. It affected her, but not enough to end her.

Felix analyzed the situation and summoned light, except he didn’t know where to hit. You tried your best to show him by sinking Lamia into the floor to her calves. The movement caught his eye. Rainbow sparks shot from the sky into her skin. You felt her scream in pain.

It still wasn’t sufficient. She was getting restless and you were getting desperate. What more could you do? It seemed to have worked the first time but it wasn’t real, how could you be sure it would work this time?

The flood was getting thicker, your hand tightening around the tilt of your sword. Of course, you could just try it again and if it didn’t work… then you would have tried until the end.

Breathing heavily, you walked up to her. Raising your sword, you whispered a “good bye” before slowly but surely pressing the blade into her heart.

Lamia didn’t just sit back. She yelled, sinking her claws into your chest and arms at the same time. You endured the pain but gasped when an arrow pierced through her neck and passed you by a few centimeters to finish its course in the nearest tree. Multicolored flames burned her too, until the helm of darkness fell to the ground in front of you.

“Y/N!” Felix ran to you. “No, no, no…”

Blood was dripping from the multiple claw marks. He caught you when your knees gave out, helping you down and maintaining your head on his hand.

“Jisung,” he desperately called, “you need to do something.”

“Already on it…”

Felix pressured on your shoulder wound with his free hand while the brown haired boy roamed through his backpack. Blood ran through his fingers.

“Stay with me, Y/N, please.”

You smiled faintly. “We won this time, right? That’s— that’s good.”

He brought you closer to him. “Yeah, thanks to you.”

“Move, loverboy,” Jisung ordered.

The Iris kid did as told but kept pressuring your wound. “You’re gonna be okay, I promise.”

These were the last words you heard before fainting.

nine.

You woke up to a moving vehicle, your chest and arms tingling with every bump it rolled over. Jisung was talking to someone you couldn’t see, and Felix’s hand was intertwined with yours. More than that, you were seated next to each other, your head comfortably laid on his shoulder.

Jisung looked behind him and gave you a gummy smile. “Sleeping beauty’s awake at last!”

“Are you okay?” the boy next to you asked as you sat up straight.

You nodded and realized you were in a minibus. Unless you were mistaken, there was no vehicle whatsoever on the mountain last time you checked.

“Indeed! You needed a drive home. That’s where I came in,” a man said joyfully.

You blinked when you saw Apollo driving and waving you hello through the rear-view mirror.

“I had the brilliant idea to offer the lion’s pelt and the ring of Gyges to my dad and hoped he would grant us a little help to get back to Olympus safely and quickly,” he explained with a satisfied face.

It was exceptionally brilliant that he accepted.

During the rest of the road trip, Apollo was relating some of his adventures to whoever listened. The return was smoother than the outward, allowing you to rest a bit. The blonde boy had a worried face whenever he laid his eyes on you.

On Mount Olympus, Hades was here with the Olympian Gods, on his seldom used throne. His proud stare was weird to witness, especially when it was directed towards you. You gave him back his helm under Apollo’s loud praise for his ‘son and his companions’ bravery on this perilous odyssey’. The Gods thanked the three of you and got on with their immortal lives.

Iris winked at her kid, mouthing “I’m proud of you.” and they all left the palace.

You did the same, the boys walking to the elevator while Hades, who was following you, asked for a chat. You agreed, staying back to hear what he had to say.

“I know that blessing you with this much power made you a target. Honestly, I can’t take them back. But I know you’ll use them well. You proved during your journey that you were mature and strong enough. You’ve made me proud.”

Hearing these words filled you with a warm feeling, which you despised. It was too soon for you to warm up to him.

“I didn’t do it for you. I did it for mom.”

He nodded in understanding. “She’s in Elysium you know? She wants you to live a long, fulfilled life before seeing her again.''

You were about to tell him you’ve known for years, but he turned around and left.

You thought about your mom, and how at peace she was right now. At that moment, you decided to let go of the negative thoughts obscuring your judgment and decisions. Your mom was waiting for you, and you intended to make her proud of you.

Jogging to your friends, you smiled, happy that was finally over. Obviously you knew more danger was coming, but you’d be okay as long as your friends were there with you.

ten.

Back at camp, the three of you were acclaimed, the respective head counselors of your cabins personally greeting each of you. They looked particularly proud. The fervor of the return having dissipated, you sat in the Big House with Chiron before dinner time, to relate your journey.

“So yeah, it turned out we had to get the helm of darkness back from Lamia,” you said.

“The piece of the way back was the lion’s pelt and the last challenge was in the Yellowstone national park in Wyoming,” added Jisung.

“The King’s circle was Gyges’ invisible ring,” Felix divulged.

“I’m glad you’re all back safely,” Chiron smiled.

“I have a question, though,” Jisung raised his hand. “Half-blood death. Did it not come through?”

“It did. Lamia was a demigod, daughter of Hecate and Queen of Libya,” Chiron explained, “she was turned into a monster by Hera.”

“Explains a lot,” you muttered.

Jisung returned to his crush friend from the Hephaestus cabin while Felix and you walked together to your cabins. During your little walk, the Aphrodite kid, AKA the pretty painter, came to see you. It shocked you to see him in front of you, and it shocked you even further to see the two greet each other like old friends.

“I’m glad you’re back, Felix,” he said, a genuine smile on his face.

“Thanks Hyunjin. I’m happy to be back.”

“Hello Y/N.”

He knows my name!! How does he know my name??

“Huh, hi…”

“Felix talks about you a—”

“That’s great,” the blond boy cut him off, ears reddening, “but we have stuff to do before dinner. Bye Hyunjin, see you around!”

“Lix,” you called as he rushed you to the cabins, “how do you know him?”

“We came to camp together. Why?”

Realizing he was ‘just’ a pretty painter for you and that you were more interested in Felix than him, you smiled sheepishly.

“Nothing, I never asked how or when you came to camp.”

“Oh, well, we were seven kids on the run after monsters attacked our school, and satyrs finally found us and brought us here. We were between six and ten.”

He stopped in his tracks when he realized you weren’t following anymore. When he turned around to face you, you hugged him, burying your face in his neck. He stroked your back affectionately.

“It must’ve been hard. I’m sorry.”

“Hey, it’s okay, we made it without too many problems.”

After a good dinner and a wholehearted singalong, you ended up on the beach, eyes fixed on the stars. Hearing footsteps approaching, you only looked over when he sat next to you.

“Pretty cloudless sky, huh?”

“Yeah,” you agreed, “but the stars are prettier on your face.”

It was unknown which one of you was blushing more.

“Sorry—”

“Y/N—”

“You first,” you offered, hiding your face into your cold hands. Or was it your face that was hot?

“I came to a conclusion while on that awful quest,” Felix announced, folding his arms on top of his knees. He looked at the horizon. “I can’t bear the thought of losing you. Seeing you hurting tears me apart, and I think what Hecate meant by ‘my own sake’ wasn’t my safety, but rather my heart after seeing you suffer.” He sighed. “I guess what I’m trying to say is that… I love you, Y/N,” he finished, daring to turn your way.

He was met with you facing him and staring at him intently, tears forming in your eyes. “Felix… There are not enough words to express how much you mean to me. I literally cannot live without you. I love you so much.”

The embrace you two shared was worth a thousand words.

As you let go of each other, his eyes trailed on your collarbone, where a mark was visible above your orange t-shirt. You followed his gaze and touched your bruised skin. You locked eyes with him and smiled softly.

“These will make badass scars.”

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wydownaspiider · 2 years

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Lurching Band™️, my original Monster High line 🖤

Drum Major - Isi Dawndancer

Winds Section - First Chair Clair-voi-net: Twyla Boogeyman

Brass Section - First Chair Trom-BONE: Skelly

Battery - Principal Furcussionist Abbey Bominable

Pit - Gong, Bonesy

Obviously I couldn't do every instrument/character so I chose to represent each section. I imagine when this 5 pack is on the shelf, there are also little lurching band uniform fashion packs ~

should i do majorettes/color guard? Porter and Neighthan as flag twirlers maybe?

#monster high #isi dawndancer #twyla boogeyman #abbey bominable #my art #halloween #football season

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sissybabycucksophia · 1 year

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What are your top 3 fantasies?

Ohhhh now thats a good one! I love that you asked this 😊 for the record these are FANTASIES not roadmaps or actual things likely too or that Im willing for too happen. 👀

1. So my first fantasy it to have a beautiful caring and dominant girlfriend, i imagine her like some 5ft ginger haired and blue eyed hour glass figure type girl 😅. I dream of coming home from work on a Friday, her locking the doors and demanding i go upstairs and strip. Upstairs she chastises me, inserts a hollow plug in my ass, quadruple diapers me and put locking waterproof pants over that, then despite my moans and pleas she’d lock me in a pink footed playsuit, rigid locking mittens on my hands, lock a cock gag that looks like a paci gag in my mouth, then she’d lock me in a heavy fleece sleepsack. Once all trapped in that she’d make me crawl all the way back downstairs (bum sliding down the stairs) where i would he mortified to see a big muscular black dude on the couch. Despite my protestant moans my gf would simply get me sat on a dining room chair then use rope to tie me too it as she tells her guest not to worry because I’m just a baby and can’t possibly understand what’s happening. Once tied to the chair, in front if the black man my gf will sit on my lap and begin plastering and caking my face in super feminine makeup to destroy my masculinity and then secure a below shoulder length blonde curly wig on my head. After which I’ll be forced to sit there staring directly at my girlfriend as they both strip naked and the black man begins violently fucking her while i piss my diapers like a weak little coward. They’d have sex at least 4 times, in between rounds 2 and 3 though, my gf will tell her bull to masturbate and shoot a load all over me, to which he shoots a massive load of superior bull cum into the crotch region of my Sleepsack, leaving a cum dinner plate sized cum puddle soaking in through the crotch of my fleece sleep sack. Eventually after my gf offers to take him out for dinner im left tied up to the chair for hours…. Eventually shitting my diaper as well.

2. The second fantasy is to have a male dom near me find out who i am then blackmail me into being his sissy girlfriend. It’d start off with him blackmailing me into going to his niece’s birthday party Dressed as Abby Bominable (monster high) and pretending to be his gf so his family stop pestering him. Then he’d tell me i did to good a job and that they liked me so he’d force me to go too a 10 year school reunion prom with him where i’d have to endure him groping and making contact with me as well as have to make out with him so people believed we’re serious. However as he’s making out with me he feels my erect cock through my mermaid fit prom dress and drags me to the disabled toilets and forces me into chastity, hes very angry cause i could have been seen. Next he’d insist on taking me on weekly dates too improve our dynamic to be more believable to family, i only go along with it cause he promises to unlock my chastity after a year of weekly dates. Eventually he warns me hes going to propose while we’re on a southern reenactment holiday with his family but tells me i must agree because it’ll be a sham wedding just to keep his family happy, so while standing pathetically dressed as a pink azalea trail maid with my penis fit to burst from its chastity I’m forced to act surprised and excitedly say yes as he proposes. Six months later I’m being walked down the isle by his dad in my very tight mermaid fit wedding dress toward the man whos been blackmailing me for nearly 2 years and keeping me in chastity, believing its a fake minister i say the vows my dom has prewritten for me and say i do as a ring is placed in my finger. At that he grabs me and shoves his tongue down my throat against my will but i try to go with it to keep fooling his family but suddenly i feel woozy and pass out. When i awake I’m in the middle of the dance floor at the reception, in my wedding dress I’m tied to a chair and completely unable to move, my mouth is filled by a large cock gag and even though I can’t get my hands too it, my penis is now uncaged and pushing hard up against the tight mermaid fit dress. My dom then reveals his family have known since day one i was a man because they saw the bump in the crotch of my Abby Bominable costume. He also reveals that was a real and binding wedding, now of the 280 guests, the 3/4’s of whom are male will come up and masturbate and shoot their load at me, if they cant do that my dom tells them too piss on me. I sit there with tears of shame and embarrassment streaming down my face as his dad is the first to come up and shoot his load which splatters the warm gooey liquid all over my fake tit padded chest. Every single male guest takes at least two turns pissing or cumming on me while the females come up and stuff their used panties in any open in the dress they can (short sleeve openings and neck hole) while writing congratulations messages on any bare bit of skin they can. By the time everyone is done, I’m covered head too toe in cum and piss, my now husband then unties me and manoeuvres me onto my knees and removes the cock gag and pulls down his trousers. “Covered in all that cum! But the only cum that’ll ever be inside you is mine WIFE!” He says as i cry and beg him to set me free but he simply rams his cock into my mouth and forces his hips in and out until he shoots a massive sticky load down my throat.

3. Another fantasy is kidnapping and regression😅 I imagine that i go to perhaps my first womanless beauty pageant just to see what its like, i prance around in a beautiful A line pageant gown and by a miracle i Win 2nd place. However on my way out still all dressed up, a woman in her forties and her husband approach me, they shower me with compliments and tell me how I should have won, I politely humour them but go to leave only to feel her husband grab around my waist with one arm and holds a funny smelling hanky over my mouth and nose. Next thing i know, i wake up in a very pink very stereotypical and cliche girl’s bedroom, lying on the bed I slowly sit up realising I’m dressed in the strangest cloths. For 1 i can feel my cock is caged and my ass plugged, looking down i see i’ve been dressed in thick black tights, a just above knee length figure hugging skirt, Pink knee high ugg boots, then i notice I’m wearing a white shirt with what looks like a school tie, over the shirt is a black full length jumper with the words “Little Princess” written in pink sparkly font across the chest, looking at my hands i see long fake sparkly pink nails have been glued over mine and standing up look at myself in the mirror and realise a new red headed wig has been fastened to my head and been styled/curled, my eyebrows have been dyed to match and my makeup has been done like that of an early teen schoolgirl. As I study myself in shock, in walks in the man who knocked me out “aw Good morning sweetums, sleep well?” To which I angrily respond “who are you?! Where am I ? What the hell have you done to me?! And what the fucks going on!?” To which the man sits down and instantly drags me over his knee and begins smashing my ass super hard! As he doesn’t he lectures and borates me telling me how no daughter of his will ever use such foul language again. Once done spanking me, he sits me on his lap where he tells me to hug him and apologise! When i refuse he gets angry, sitting me on the bed he grabs thick shackles from the bottom drawer of the dresser and shackles my ankles together and wrists together before also shoving a ball gag in my mouth. Then picking me up he puts my arms over his head so I’m forced to hug onto him as he carries me downstairs, sitting me on the couch there stood in front of a chalk board is the woman who approached me. She sits a picture of a teenage girl we’re exactly what i’ve awaken wearing and with the exact makeup, eye colour and hair colour as i have now. She explains that this picture is me! She tells me that my name is Caitlyn and I’m a 12 year old girl who’s homeschooled! I shake my head and try to protest through the ballgag. Sitting down next to me she explains that Caitlyn grew up and left home at 18 because she grew to hate her weird parents so they decided to replace Caitlyn with someone whom they could make into a Caitlyn that never leaves. Confused i moan and try to say “but I’m a man” to which the woman explains its ok, in time they’ll pay to have me surgically transformed into an exact duplicate of 12 year old Caitlyn! The woman insists i clearly have to be transgender or I wouldn’t have done a womanless beauty paged! To which i try to protest but she ignores me, standing up she flips the board round to reveal a lesson all about Caitlyn and what i will need to do to emulate her at 12 years old! Naturally this fantasy could go on a lot more so feel free to ask to see more of whichever you want.

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fishfilletinacan · 10 months

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I imagine Suren as Abbey Bominable from Monster High i will not sit here and lie to you

#the stolen heir #queen suren #monster high #abbey bominable #monster high abbey #what if I told you that oak x Suren was just abbey x heath. what would you do

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blu-joons · 2 years

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Kisses With Golden Child ~ Golden Child Headcanon

Daeyeol:

Daeyeol is the type of kisser who relies on kisses as a bit of a love language to communicate his emotions

The romance of a kiss is something that Daeyeol is particularly a fan of, as they always seem to be appropriate

His favourite place to kiss you is against the tip of your nose as Daeyeol loves how shy it always makes you

He loves how easy it is to kiss you, Daeyeol always manages to find a way to be able to give you a kiss

Whenever he’s mad at you or annoyed at you, Daeyeol will make things up to you through kisses

They’re something that are quite private between you both too, kisses aren’t exchanged often around friends

If you pass Daeyeol by, he’ll try his best to get a kiss in and then see how you react to him too

Whenever your eyes look to him with a smile, he knows the thing to do is to pull you back to him for more

Seongyoon is the type of kisser who will be pretty relaxed when he kisses you, but he does it often

Lazy kisses are quite a preference for you both, especially those first couple during the early parts of the morning

His favourite place to kiss you is against your cheek, especially when he’s able to get you by peering past your shoulder

He loves using kisses to try and cheer you up, Seongyoon will be relentless until he gets to see your smile again

Being affectionate around others doesn’t bother you either, you’re just as chill about kisses even with people watching

Most of the time when Seongyoon kisses you properly, he’ll pull you into a hug too to draw you even closer

Making Seongyoon wait for too long for a kiss too is a big no, he’ll follow you around with a big pout on his face

If there’s one thing that you can often tell from Seongyoon when he kisses you, it’s how much he appreciates you

Jangjun:

Jangjun is the type of kisser who will use kisses as yet another way to try and tease you and get his way

He’s more than happy to kiss you to get what he wants, or hold them back when you tell him no about something

His favourite place to kiss you is against your forehead, using his hands in your hair to guide you towards him

He loves the warm feeling that he feels in his tummy whenever he kisses you, Jangjun gets butterflies often

One of Jangjun’s favourite things to do is capture the side of your lips with a kiss before running away from you

You’re just as good as teasing him though as you often linger before deciding to suddenly pull away from him

Kisses are like a tool for you both, mostly so that you can wind each other up and annoy them as much as possible

At the same time though, when the time calls for it kisses can also be very intense and meaningful for you both too

Tag:

Youngtaek is the type of kisser who will often use kisses to talk to you when he can’t quite find the words

No one ever sees the two of you kiss either, they’re something that you keep very private about doing together

His favourite place to kiss you is against the back of your hand, often bringing it up when he holds onto you

He loves how cosy kisses are for you both, for Youngtaek it feels like home and being with you

Things like kisses are like a routine for you both, you have your same moments in the day when you’ll exchange them

Times like in the mornings before saying goodbye, and just before going to bed are two of the most common times

Most of the time a kiss from Youngtaek will be impulsive, he won’t think about it, he’ll just go for it

Above all else, kisses are something that he never gets bored of, especially when it’s you who he gets to kiss

Seungmin:

Seungmin is the type of kisser who will be full of confidence but then get shy when he feels your lips on his

Nine times out of ten, Seungmin is the one who will be dominate when you kiss and be the initiator

His favourite place to kiss you is against your lips, Seungmin loves the traditional type of kiss the most

He loves how happy kissing you makes him, it’s something that will always make Seungmin smile

On the rare chance when you initiate a kiss, it’s because you want to make Seungmin shy and make him go quiet

Neither of you mind kissing around others, but if someone passes comment, it will make you both flustered

It’s pretty rare for you both to be able to kiss for too long either as one of you ends up making the other laugh

More than anything else, you love the feelings that come with kisses and how emotive they can be

Jaehyun:

Jaehyun is the type of kisser who will always make the most of every kiss that he shares with you

He enjoys trying to and make each kiss memorable and stir up plenty of feelings in you to make your stomach knot

His favourite place to kiss you is your cheek as it’s the easiest spot for Jaehyun to be able to get to

He loves figuring out how kisses work for you, finding what works for you both and what maybe doesn’t so much

As well as that, Jaehyun loves to try and learn more about you and read how you’re feeling whenever you kiss him

There are plenty of lazy kisses from Jaehyun at night, especially when he’s cuddled up to you at the same time too

If you’re feeling down, kisses will usually be a bit of a reliance for Jaehyun in an attempt to make you feel better

There’s an excitement in Jaehyun whenever he can tell that you’re going for a kiss that just never seems to go away for him

Jibeom:

Jibeom is the type of kisser who uses kisses to try and deepen the connection between the two of you

If you’re venting or getting stressed, a kiss will be Jibeom’s way of telling you to just take a bit of a breath

His favourite place to kiss you is your lips, Jibeom especially likes if it he’s able to catch your smile too

He loves how special kisses are made to feel between the two of you, even just the smallest of pecks are bright

When Jibeom gets smart with you, you’ll usually kiss him to shut him up and mostly stop him from teasing you too

If you’re there to kiss him by surprise, that will be when Jibeom particularly treasures the kiss that you give him

During the times when he’s worried or fretting about work, a kiss to know you’re there goes a long way for him

Every single time the two of you share a kiss, it just seems to feel as if you’re coming a little closer together

Donghyun:

Donghyun is the type of kisser who will make the effort to kiss you and not starve you from any affection

Nothing tops being able to feel your smile against his when he kisses you as far as Donghyun is concerned

His favourite place to kiss is along your jaw as it means that Donghyun can trail several kisses against you

He loves when you surprise him and end up setting the butterflies off in his stomach when you kiss him

There’s an intensity quite often when the two of you kiss that can often leave you both feeling overwhelmed after

When Donghyun doesn’t quite know what to say, a kiss will usually be his way of communicating with you

Kisses seem to be the answer for everything for you both, happy, sad, confused, angry, they do a lot of talking

Knowing how easy kisses are for you both, they’re something that Donghyun will often take advantage of with you

Joochan:

Joochan is the type of kisser who uses kisses the most as a way of being affectionate with you and bonding with you

Each kiss from Joochan is both full of a lot of energy but also a lot of love and attention from him to you

His favourite place to kiss you is against your lips where he can try and tease you if he’s feeling playful

He loves to make you jump when he kisses you or appear when you least expect for Joochan to show up

There’s a lot of smiles and a lot of laughter in between your kisses unless the occasion doesn’t call for it

He quite likes to be the one controlling how much fun you have with a kiss so that Joochan can surprise you

If you do something that Joochan doesn’t expect, it often takes him aback and leaves him a little flustered

For all the fun he has with kisses, if you’re down, Joochan is more than capable of reassuring kisses too

Bomin:

Bomin is the type of kisser who can kiss like a switch, either being serious or just having some fun with you

There are plenty of passion in Bomin’s kisses, he loves to use them to be able to tell you how he’s feeling

His favourite place to kiss is against the top of your head as you’re the perfect difference between one another

He loves knowing that you’re enjoying yourself whenever Bomin kisses you, that’s most important for him

There’s a lot of enjoyment to be had when Bomin kisses you as you never quite know what to expect from him

You don’t mind being affectionate and kissing around others, but you’re not exactly show offs at the same time

Mostly because Bomin knows that the boys will tease him and get him back for when he teases them when you’re around

If there’s one thing that Bomin knows for certain it’s the fact that you can never kiss him often enough

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fr4nkie0stein · 4 days

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Snowflakes in My Heart

Pairing: Abbey Bominable x gender neutral reader

Summary: you have a crush on Abbey, but she unfortunately doesn't seem to share the same sentiment

Content warning(s): pining, slight angst, (seemingly) unrequited love

Author's note: if you guys want I might end up making a part two 💙

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There she was. Abbey Bominable. You thought she was absolutely gorgeous, but were much too scared to make the first move, and Abbey's not a ghoul well known for her patience or understanding.

"What do you want?" She asked in a blunt, harsh tone when you'd approached, crossing her arms over her chest as she stared down at you with an unimpressed look on her face.

"Um..." She was intimidating, for sure. As if her personality wasn't off-putting enough as it is, she was also incredibly tall on top of that, towering over practically everybody she came across, and that included most teachers.

"Well?" She pressed impatiently, clearly not in the mood to wait for you to properly collect your thoughts. "If you have got something to say, then spit it out already. I do not have all day."

"You- you're really pretty," you finally stammered before quickly scurrying away, your face heating up as you kept your gaze focused on the ground.

Her eyes softened as she watched you leave, puzzled by the interaction that just took place. Why did you appear so nervous around her? Was it something she'd said? She'd have to get to the bottom of this...

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cheyis · 2 years

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Sim 4 x Monster High Part Two

Really Struggled finding CC that matched what I had in mind for Catty and Abbey. I like how they turned out but it still bothers me that they didnt come out exactly how I imagined. Here are the cc links for all the girls :D

Skin Details (must haves):

Ohgerbits Heihu Highlight

riseofthecowplants orchid full body blush

atomiclight lolly skinblend

Dritisims berry skins saturated

PBJ Eyelashes

Kijiko 3D lashes

Bobur Eyelashes (as eyeliner)

vv CC Links vv

Abbey Bominable:

oydis Roaslie Tights

Uxuie teeth

rsumstrouble summer flow earrings

AH00B Whitney Hair

AxA Kappa Chanel Set Skirt

Bobur Eyelashes

serenity Joona Boots

S-Club Earmuff

Grimcookies snowy escape addons

PS Oasis Eyes non-default

serenity eternity necklace

Catty Noir:

Oydis baieyus still feel eyes

Greenllamas obie ring

Kp Ivar Skirt

PS MM eyebrows

bobur eyelashes

oydis sterope bodysuit top

grimcookies electrified eyeshadow

EnriqueS4 valentine earrings

serenity Maddy Amina Muaddi Gladi

okruee clementine hair

BooBish Crypticsum willow gloss

Scarah Screams:

Aladdin Nora Hair

S4 Eyeshadow 4

serenity back to the 60s

Bobur Eyelashes

PS Alien eyes

AxA Selena Skirt

PS Oasis Eyes non-default

Serenity eva necklace

AH00B Kiki head band acc

Jius Platform pumps

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thepixelelf · 2 years

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first kiss drabble game

[the colour of courage and roses] Bomin blinks dumbly at the red rose in your outstretched hands. He points at himself. "You like... me?"

Raising your head, you let your eyes dart from Bomin's wide eyes, to his slack jaw, to his pointed finger. You nervously bite the inside of your bottom lip, unsure what to do with his reaction. "Um... yes? I know it's kind of cheesy to do this on Valentine's Day but..." Sighing, you drop the rose to your side and bring your other hand up to rub the back of your neck. "Sorry, this was stupid—"

"No!" In a fit of impulse, Bomin surges forward and grabs the rose from you. He doesn't realize that it puts him really close to your face until he's already there, your eyes wide just like his become. "Uh, it's not— it's not, um, stupid. I actually... I also..."

Something like hope glimmers on your face. "You also...?"

"Can I, um— can I..."

"Sure," you say, breathless. "Yeah."

Bomin closes his eyes and leans in, his lips hitting the corner of your mouth, but he doesn't care. He's finally kissing you.

"I GOT THEM! BOMIN I GOT THEM!"

The shouts force you and Bomin to part, and Bomin can't help glowering at his friend for it.

"I GOT THE— oh, whoa, what?" Jangjun lets the bouquet of red roses — that Bomin was planning to give you today until he forgot them in his dorm and made Jangjun run back to get them before you could leave campus for the afternoon — drop to his side. "Aw man, did I miss it?" He points at the flower in Bomin's hand. "And where did you get another rose?"

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blazedrawsstuff · 2 years

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I know it's not Christmas or even December, but that will not stop me (and my friend @cleffalover173 , she came up with a lot of ideas for her.) from making the daughter of Krampus, the Christmas devil himself.

Kristal Yuletide

Daughter of Krampus

Parent

Krampus

Age

Killer Style

There are two elements that go into a Yuletide outfit: Fur and velvet! It's cozy, festive, and fashionable, win-win! I'll let you on a little secret: I also have a soft spot for sweaters, including the "ugly" ones.

Freaky Flaw

I've been told that I my cheerfulness can be...irritating sometimes, and my love for Christmas rather obsessive. Perhaps I do need to turn it down, just a little bit...I also tend to get really upset when things don't go according to plan.

Pet

The sweetest reindeer a demon could ask for: Noel! Before I adopted her, all of the other reindeer used to laugh and call her names because of her glowing red nose, but now, with that kind of nose, she truly lights up my life!

Favorite Activity

Ever since I was young, I always had a passion for caroling, going door to door and spreading holiday cheer is just the best! Other than that, I take much joy in planning Christmas parties for my friends, I can already imagine the fun we'll have before the party even starts!

Pet Peeve

All those scrooges during the holiday season, those that lack the holiday cheer. Though, they don't really make me mad, just upset. Like, something awful must have happened to make someone so angry and mellow during the jolliest time of the year.

Favorite Subject

Music and Singing! Though Skullinary Arts is right up there too, because I love to cook and bake, especially cookies!

Least Favorite Subject

This may come as a surprise, but I do not like Physical Deaducation, I was never really the athletic type.

Favorite Colors

Red and green! But I shan't forget gold, white ,and brown too, all of them just scream the Christmas season.

Favorite Food

Gingerbread cookies with peppermint icing, smells just as good as it tastes! Even better with a side of 'nog (without the "extra kick" of course, Dad says I'm not old enough for that yet)

Friends

Abbey Bominable

River Styxx (GFF and Crush )

Twyla

Abilities

Immortality

As she is a demon, she is immortal

Skillset

Musical Talents

Kristal is musically talented, ever since she was pretty young she had a knack for singing, starting with her caroling during the holiday season. She also has fondness and is seen using bells, mainly hand bells.

Cooking and Baking

Kristal loves to bake things such as gingerbread cookies, yule log cake, turkey, and mince pies, among other things. She excels in Skullinary Arts because of this, and even cooks the food for her own parties.

Babysitting

In contrast to her father's job, Kristal has a side job as a babysitting, she is often sought-after by other monsters whenever she's open for business, as she's really good with children.

Personality

Despite the negative circumstances regarding the death of her mother and her father's job, she is bright, cheery, and jolly. She loves to spread holiday cheer and happiness towards others whether it be through singing, sharing baked goods, or throwing Christmas parties. She's also kind and generous to others, even to humans. And despite the nature of her father's duty, she's actually really good with children, acting very motherly towards them, to the point where she is a heavily sought-after babysitter. She also has a strong sense of right and wrong (albeit it being rather black and white), as she will always be the first to call out behavior that is seen as reprehensible.

However, even the holly and jolly have their flaws. Kristal's cheerfulness can cross the line into becoming annoying, even if she never intended to be so. As mentioned before, her views on morality is black-and-white, she believes that every decision and action is either "naughty" or "nice", and there is rarely room for an in-between. She can also get pretty upset rather quickly when she makes mistakes or if things don't go according to plan. Her love for Christmas can also be a bit obsessive.

Trivia/Additional Information

She does not do well in warm weather, often sweating more than the average person/monster.

Kristal's birthday is December 5th, which is also Krampusnacht, the day when Krampus is said to come and visit children. It is also a holiday where people dress up in Krampus costumes and roam the streets, scaring those in their path. This also makes her a Sagittarius.

Krampus used to take some pleasure in it's job, but once he had Kristal, he started to hate it, he only does the job because he has to, and so that Kristal wouldn't be alone. In fact, he actually dotes on her, since he doesn't want his child to grow up miserable and feeling unloved due to the dead mom thing (she died from an illness when Kristal was very young) and the nature of his job.

Kristal's headcanon voice is Kate Higgins, specifically her Pauline voice. She shares a voice actress with Frankie Stein, Catrine DeMew, Iris Clops, and Lilith Van Hellscream.

Originally, her name was going to be Greta, this was changed to Kristal, as "Kristal" started with a K like her father, and it also has "Kris" in the name, as in "Kris Kringle", one of Santa's various names.

#monster high #monster high oc #kristal yuletide

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frets-quartzmane · 2 years

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HI !!! <333 what's your favorite monster high character? your favorite doll of that character? and your favorite character from my little pony :)))

Hello!! <333

My favorite character based on personality is Abbey Bominable. Based on design I like Wydowna.

My favorite Abbey is I <3 Fashion, bc I love the dark lipstick on her. I even like the g2 they made with dark lipstick! Her little chin juts out in an adorable way. I really like the dark hair on Sweet Screams Abbey but only for a special occasion, not for everyday.

My Little Pony, I have to go by gen lol.

G1 - This is the gen I grew up with. I had a Baby Surprise with a haircut so I imagined that she was a punk rocker with a mohawk. She was my favorite!

G2 - I like Ivy’s color scheme.

G3 - Hmmmmm that’s hard! I’m going to have to go with Sunny Daze!

G4 - Rarity forever <3

Thank you for asking, this was so much fun!

#monster high #my little pony

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