#getting a house mate is probably the way i need to go but i dont trust any fuckers that live in this town already

[berryzxx]

can i request an Azriel x reader where Elain and Azriel get too close and reader get's jelous so sits on the opposite end of the table and he has to apologise and everything. Thankss

(u dont have to do it )

It's always going to be you

(I've changed abit of it but there's still "apologising and everything") also if u see any mistakes NO YOU DIDN'T. :) xx

Summary: You and Azriel spend less time with each other and soon it seems he spends more time with Elain- apologising and fluff

Azriel x reader

I watched, holding my breath as Elain let out a small laugh at something Azriel said, her hand coming up to rest on his arm. Did she need to do that? No, she probably didn't. But I let it go because she was getting better now. Her smiles were more frequent and if she found my mate funny then fine. I wouldn't be jealous about it.

Another week later and Elain and Azriel were walking the streets of Velaris. I had paused in my tracks to watch them, their heads bent together talking about something important it seemed. It felt like I hadn't gone shopping with Az in so long let alone have a nice conversation that lasted longer than a minute. They seemed comfortable together. Fine. As long as they were both happy there was no reason for me to jump to conclusions.

It was game night and Elain and Azriel had paired up. Yes, they were playing chess against each other but they chose each other and left me on the side lines, merely part of the audience. I wasn't even give a second glance. "Y/n? Aren't you going to play?" Cassian asked from where he was sat on the sofa, one arm around Nesta the other holding a glass of wine.

I shook my head "I'm tired. Maybe next time" I turned to look back at Azriel because like usual I was drawn to him. It seemed he was unaffected by our bond now because he hadn't even looked at me once throughout the entire day. The longer I stared the harder it was to fight back tears. I stood up and mumbled an excuse to leave, Nesta being the only one who listened to my made up excuse. I walked out the house and rubbed my hands together, my feet taking me to the bench I had sat on so many times. Luckily I was smart enough to grab hold of a thick shawl before leaving. The Sidra was as beautiful as always, lights glowing around the area, Fae spilling out of different bars across the street.

I pulled the shawl closer to me and tried to enjoy the sight in front of me rather than my mind going back to things I didn't want to think about.

Where are you?

Y/n? Are you okay? Where are you? Tell me where you are.

Sweetheart please. Are you allright?

Azriel's voice, panicked and full of fear in my mind. The spiteful thing to do would be to ignore him and build a barrier between the both of us but because I was never able to see or hear Azriel worry for so long I replied with

I'm fine

I went home for the night, enjoy yourself

I blocked him out. I didn't want to think about anything right now. I wasn't in the mood to talk to him.

Of course if someone asked if I still loved him I would have replied with a "yes" in a heartbeat. Maybe we just needed space. Or maybe I was being dramatic. It's not as if I had walked in on them kissing or something.

"Fancy seeing you here, y/n" Someone said. I had to blink away my sleepiness and try and find the source of the voice. It was Keller. A friend who I usually had lunch with when I was in town or needed someone to help me translate a piece of text.

I gave him a warm smile, his blonde almost silver hair shining in the street lamps.

"Is there a seat free?" He gestured next to me at the empty bench but before I could answer a loud thud was heard behind me and without having to turn around I could tell who it was. He must have hidden his scent because otherwise I would have known he was coming this way earlier.

"Apologies, but the seats taken. You should get going now" Azriel's voice was tight and full of anger, one wrong answer from Keller would result in things that were too gruesome too think of.

Still, he hesitated, looking between me and Azriel who was behind me and probably sending daggers at him.

"I'll see you tomorrow. Have a nice night" I gave him an awkward smile, trying to reassure him.

"Right. Enjoy your time." And with a nod "Shadowsinger" He walked away soon disappearing behind a corner. I didn't bother turning around and instead waited for Azriel to show himself. His footsteps were light as his form came into view, blocking the scene of the Sidra. He stood there for a good minute or so evaluating every inch of me with his piercing eyes. His shadows moved away from him, coming to brush against me as if they were checking if I was ok as well.

"Are you all right? Your not hurt are you?" His voice was soft, a great contrast to the tone he was using with Keller a second ago.

I sighed "Physically, yes"

He took this as a chance to sit down next to me, making sure there was a small distance between us. As if he wasn't sure what I wanted. I wasn't sure either. I wanted space but I also wanted him to wrap his arms around me and tell me everything would be alright.

"I didn't know what happened to you. I thought you had been taken. I thought I wouldn't see you again" Azriel's voice was quiet and almost broken in a way. I turned to look at him, to see if he was the same Azriel as a few weeks ago.

"What's happened to us?" I asked. I didn't know either but there was one thing I knew and that was something had changed.

As soon as the words escaped me, Azriel froze. His breathing coming to a stop and his eyes focused completely on me and my breathing. For the first time in my life I heard him stumble over his words "what...what do you mean?" He asked, his voice so quiet and full of worry. His shadows paused their constant movement around me and froze as well, their touch now cold.

I wrapped my arms around me, the shawl suddenly not doing much to block the cold out properly "Don't you feel as if we've grown apart? Like...maybe we aren't as close as we used to be?"

I couldn't look at him while saying that. Instead I let my head fall back so I could look at the comforting sight of the stars. Something that was always there. I felt a slight shift to my right where Azriel moved closer to me, his wings coming to wrap around me.

I looked at him, opening my mouth to thank him for the warmth but before I could say anything his shaky voice interrupted me "I love you. I will always love you. I am so sorry you felt as if I wasn't giving you enough time. I know you deserve more than I could ever-"

I put my hand up to stop him "It's not about that. It's about you always being with Elain. Tell me, Azriel. How long has it been since we've been shopping together? How long has it been since you've come home when I'm not asleep because it's the middle of the night? How long will this go on? This back and forth of me waiting for you while you go off with Elain doing who knows what"

I felt his heart beat increase with every word I said and as I let it all out I felt full of guilt. I was being irrational and dramatic. And Azriel didn't deserve it. We had been through so much and I was complaining about him not spending time with me

"sorry. I didn't mean that. I just...got carried away" I looked away from him. He looked heartbroken and I had done that to him.

A silent minute passed before Azriel broke it by picking me up and winnowing us to his room

"what? what are you doing?" I asked, disoriented from the winnowing. I sat on his bed, trying to get used to the soft lighting in his room.

He sat next to me and held my hands in his, warmth seeping through me "I could never cheat on you, sweetheart. I'd rather shred my wings than hurt you. You understand that...don't you? There is nothing between me and Elain and there never will be. I'm sorry you felt that way" He pressed a kiss to my hand, his eyes golden in the light. The way he looked at me made me think, how could I have doubted him?

"I know you aren't cheating. Of course I know that but why does it feel like you spend more time with her than me?" I ask quietly, afraid of the answer. Maybe it's because I've become boring now after all these years.

"My love, your the one who told me to help her. You told me spend time with her because she seemed to like my company. I did it for you, sweetheart. Don't you think I'd rather spend my time with my beautiful mate?"

His hand moved up to cup my cheek, brushing away a tear that had escaped. "It's always going to be you."

I leaned into his comforting warmth and let my doubts and fears wash away. "I'm sorry for doubting you, Az"

"you had every right to" He mumbled back, his arms now encircling me completely. I felt safe and wanted in his arms, like nothing could ever go wrong.

(KEEP IN MIND I LOVE ELAIN EVERYONE. my personal opinion is she should end up with lucien)- as usual not proof read

#azriel fanfiction #azriel fanfic #azriel x reader #azriel shadowsinger #azriel acotar #azriel #azriel x you #acotar fanfiction #acotar #a court of thorns and roses #azriel spymaster #azriel supremacy #fluff #apologising #berryfics #azriel shadowsinger x reader #azriel x y/n #elain #azriel x oc #acotar fic #berryreplies #acomaf #acowar #nesta #cassian #nesta archeron #azriel x reader angst #acotar x reader #azriel imagine #azriel x reader fluff

[tangerinesilk]

－ I CAN SEE YOU : TANGERINE X FEM!READER

tangerine is going on a solo mission… well, at least he thinks he is. with lemon missing by his side, he’s left with one other option that is supposed to make his job easier. unfortunately for him, you’re not the easiest to work with. stubborn, strong-minded and feisty. you’re both so alike yet nothing has made your bloods boil more than each other. 

rating ✷ r (18+ minors dni!)

warnings ✷ (very quick) smut: fem receiving, kisses all over bodies, a needy but quick hj, p in v, dirty talk, praising, implied rough (consensual) sex / others: cursing, drinking alcohol, mention and use of guns and violence, male hurting female (?) but not between main characters, mentions of blood and wounds.

tropes ✷ enemies to lovers!!!, person a is all talk no bite + person b knows that but still pushes them, playful banter, hiding together in small spaces, fake dating (?), if one is hurt– the other goes a bit crazy, says ‘i dont care’ then cares 5 seconds later. 

word count ✷ 6k!

songs that fit the vibe ✷ i can see you - taylor swift | moth to a flame - swedish house mafia + the weeknd | king of my heart - taylor swift | attention - charlie puth | nonsense - sabrina carpenter

a/n ✷ so i made a poll a months ago and this trope + pairing won! i’ve honestly been wanting to write a dave lizewski one as well and got a request idea. so.. we will see lmao. i will probably post then maybe edit later if there's still things i don't like... also, if you couldn't tell but im kind of a swiftie so i will love to write fics inspired by whole ass albums y'all.

but i hope this is what u guys expected and wanted. i actually do love writing for tangerine. just gives into my delulu thoughts. also, if you guys would like a plain pwp fic and not all of this fluff and dialogue stuffed inside, pls let me know bc i am definitely into that idea. 🫡

“You had to go and get yourself shot… then you wonder why you have to wear a bulletproof vest. Fuckin’ hell.” 

Tangerine kept his voice at a hushed tone, basically talking under his breath as he strutted through the grand hall of the hotel. Golden light glossed over his figure, passing by couples who were at standing tables with their cocktails.

“Well, Thomas said-”

“Thomas didn’t say shit. Don’t get me fuckin’ started now.”

Lemon already knew Tan was in a bad mood. Another Thomas the Tank Engine factoid wasn’t a playful move right now.

“Hey, mate. Don’t get all fussy wit’ me. You’re just mad about your new partner for the night.” Lemon rolled his eyes.

“Can’t believe I can’t be held accountable of myself. I can handle it on my own but you had to call the fuckin’ princess-” 

“She’s good. Your denial is obnoxious, bruv. It’s only a night, you get in and get out.” Lemon replied, holding his wounded side as he laid in his bed back in England, “What happened between you two that you’ve got beef like this?”

“No time to explain nor do I have the patience.” He arrived at the small bar to the side of the room, “If I leave her behind, can I take half the pay that’s supposed to be hers?” Tangerine asked.

“She’s supposed to be wearing a red dress. You’ll see her there… and please don’t cause a scene.” His brother begged.

“No promises.” He replied before hanging up. 

Tangerine blows a sigh past his lips, quickly asking for his drink of choice before scanning the mass of people around him. His blue eyes could only search so fast for the man that the hit was called on, causing him an instant frustration when he’s already worried about you ruining things regardless of how long you’re together.

“He’s next to the woman in the tacky gold ballgown… about two feet away from the ice sculpture.” Your soft voice suddenly spoke next to him, “But, I didn’t need to tell you that, right?”

The smirk on your face burned at his nerves and you noticed the clench in his jaw.

“Well, if it isn’t the fuckin’ Queen herself.” He said in a stern tone, “What? Germany was too borin’ for ya? Had to figure out a way to ruin someone’s operation?”

“Lemon is the one who called me in, and it isn’t about you. It’s about the pay out… you’re bound to screw something up with your ‘shoot first, ask questions later’ tactic.” You trailed, rolling your eyes as you turned your head away.

“And I’m certainly not afraid to use that tonight and not your fucked up, painfully long mind games like some fuckin’ psycho thilling killer.” He spat as his drink was place in front of him.

You narrowed your eyes at him, “Fuck you.”

“Darling, I’m flattered, but we have more important things to do right now.” He lowly groaned, purposefully looking at his target so his back was facing toward you.

Behind his tall stature, you glimpsed past his shoulder and saw your target chatting up a woman. 

He won’t be smiling for long, you thought.

“Alright, I’ll wait for him to slip away, follow him and you go through the kitchen.” Tangerine said under his breath, keeping quiet for only you to hear him.

“To go where?” You ask, walking around him to stand face to face.

“Erm…” He sighed, “Whatever car or vehicle you got here in, drive yourself back to whatever place you’re staying and I’ll figure out how to wire you the money.” He shrugged, downing the rest of his drink.

He took a step but you placed your hand on the center of his chest, “Not so fast. I’m not going down if you make a mess of this.”

“I don’t make messes. Well, actually, I get away with them once I’ve done ‘em so, I don’t need to worry about a liability.” Tangerine smirked, a bit of a tilt to his head. Cheeky bastard.

“The only liability here is the one who is ready to pull the trigger in his back.” You said before huffing, “I’m not sorry for what happened in Paris, but that was my choice. So, I’m going with you because it’s our operation. You know… I don’t need a fucking helping hand either.” You practically growled.

The two of you held a long gaze, creating a tense eye contact before he sighed, “Didn’t even say anythin’ about Paris, but if you’d like to assume I’m still mad ‘bout that, be my guest, princess.”

His shoulder bumped yours, making you clench your jaw before quickly following behind his tall stature. While he seemed persistent, you grabbed his hand which made him stop in his tracks in the middle of the dance floor.

He turned, “Am I your babysitter?”

“No, you’re my date. Hold my hand, you idiot.” Your eyes pierced through his.

As he looked down at your hand, he slowly grasped it, your fingers intertwining with one another’s before he proceeded through the glamorous crowd.

Couples swayed and waltzed between each step you took, assuming you were unnoticed by your target. Tangerine kept his eyes on him, easy to with the frosty-white full head of hair he had slicked back. The woman in the tacky dress ran her hand down his shoulder, pressing her lips to his ear to whisper something which made you and Tangerine veer to the side at a standing table.

“Are they movin’?” He asked, facing his back toward them.

Your eyes smoothly shift, taking a quick glance at the assumed couple. You ran your hand down Tangerine’s arm, accidentally feeling how toned his bicep was through the thick fabric of his suit jacket. You almost glanced down, wanting to give another squeeze before clearing your throat. A heat rose on your cheeks as you turned your head to face away from him.

“Y-Yeah, near the bathroom. There’s also a backdoor that leads up to the second floor… lots of private rooms for reasons that are obvious.” You said in a hushed tone, moving away from him to the other side of the table.

“Alright, since you wanna tag along, I’ll follow them and you cover the door.” Tangerine suggested once again.

You furrowed your eyebrows, “You do understand what teamwork is, yes?”

He chuckled, “Yes, I go up there, shoot a few rounds, then we make a getaway.”

“Will you just trust me?”

“Your trust means nothing… I need to know you’re not going to fuck anything up. Just like in Paris.”

You smirked, “So you do have that against me.”

“Well, it’s not like it was your best. Leave me with a shot in the arm, Lemon on the ground and you, little miss greed, get away with your cash. If we all did this job for money, we wouldn’t be riskin’ our lives just runnin’ around killin’ or resucin’ people just for someone’s dime. You obviously do though.”

You narrowed your eyes, “You don’t know me…”

“Nor do you know me so…” He huffed, “Let’s just do what we have to do.”

There was tension between you, as if there was more fo a protective instinct than hate toward one another. You couldn't figure out Tangerine’s deal. Why was he so hostile toward you? Yes, what happened in Paris was fucked up, but he wasn’t the type to hold a grudge. He didn’t take shit from anyone, so why were you getting under his skin?

“Shit!” He grunted under his breath, seeing your target disappear into the hall.

The two of you hurry, yet still try to act casual to not raise eyebrows, and exit into the same hallway. As you push open the door, you hear the two talking in the stairwell before another door closes.

“You got your gun on you?” He asked as his hand slid into the back of his pants.

“Of course.” You scoffed, tearing up the slit in your dress. He saw the small pistol strapped to your thigh, making his mouth a bit dry.

He nodded, “Good…” 

Taking a quick breath, Tangerine opened the door. You slipped through and he followed behind, your backs facing one another as you scanned the hallway. It wasn’t narrow but if anyone slipped out of one of the rooms, they were right in your sights.

“I’ll take this one, you take that one.” He whispered, pointing his gun to the opposite door of his.

With your heart in your throat, you slowly crack the door open and don’t see anyone before a body flies from behind and slammed the door open from Tangerine’s side. The woman lied dead on the floor, blood all over his dress, and just as you turned around, a punch slid across your cheek. 

Instinctively, you ducked to dodge the second jab and swoop under to get on the other side of the man as Tangerine wrapped his arms around the guy to pull him to the ground.

Tan loudly grunted as he tried to gain control, basically attempting to straddle him in order to push his arm against his neck. Even with all his strength, the man gripped his hands around Tangerine’s arms to throw him off along with trying to push his knee between his crotch.

“Watch the door!” Tan directed to you. 

You nodded, catching your breath with your back against the wall by the door. The adrenaline ran through your veins and heard your heartbeat in your ears as one tear of blood dripped down your cheek. The crack of bones made you turn your head, seeing the man’s body go limp as Tan began to stand over him.

He quickly walked over the man, as if he was in the way, and comes to your side.

“He nicked you bad. Lemme see.” Tan said, your eyes meeting his as he held your cheek. The touch of his hand seemed to be some comfort, his thumb wiping the blood away and trying to see how bad the wound was.

“Bastard.” He muttered, “C’mon, let’s go before someone comes up.”

Without a word in, he grabbed your hand and dragged you behind his lead. You two headed for the exit door down the other side of the hall as you heard footsteps rumble from the other stairs you came up.

“Wait a minute.” Tan said, fiddling with his belt buckle.

Your eyes widen, “What on earth are you doing?”

He smirked, “Relax, darling. You flatter yourself too much.”

You rolled your eyes as the sound of his belt slid against the fabric of his belt loops before curling the leather strap around the door to keep it locked. The two of you fled down the stairs and suddenly found yourselves in the kitchen area. A few eyes followed as you both ran through, very obvious that you were running from something, but still aimed to get to some kind of exit.

With sudden luck, Tangerine saw his car across the street, instantly knowing which way he was supposed to go. Without skipping a beat, he grabbed your hand once more and the two of you ran across the street. Hopping into the passenger seat and Tan taking off was like a blur, just happening in seconds.

“Y/N?” Tan saying your name woke you from your trance.

“Huh?” You asked, shaking your head.

He quickly turned his head, “You alright?” He said with concern, one hand on the steering wheel and his foot easing off the gas.

“Y-Yeah, I’m okay. I don’t know what happened back there.” You trailed, a bit embarrassed. You were never one to let your guard down, well– enough to get hit right smack in the face.

“Are you sure?”

You turned your attention to him, “I’m fine, why wouldn’t I be?” You asked rhetorically.

“‘Cause of that big cut on your cheek.”

You narrowed your eyes, “Alright, what’s your big plan now, Einstein? Were just going to sleep in your car and hope we don’t wake up decapitated?”

He half-chuckled, “You truly think so little of me, don’t you?”

“Is that rhetorical?”

Tan rolled his blue eyes, “We’re goin’ somewhere safe.”

– – –

You wanted to believe you were strolling into some kind of trap. The lobby had a classic aesthetic to it, pale gold wallpaper and a wall of keys behind the person at the small front desk. You two placed your go-bags on the red carpeted ground as Tangerine checked into a room.

“Hello Mr. Tangerine.”

Oh, great. He’s some guest of honor here.

“��Ello, Colin. My usual room.”

“Is that what you say in front of all the girls?” You tilted your head, standing behind him.

He rolled his eyes, “‘Cuse her.”

The man chuckled, crinkles by his eyes, “How many nights are you staying this time?”

This time. You could scoff out loud but you didn’t want to hear the tude from him.

“Just overnight. Nothin’ too serious.”

“Well, enjoy your stay, as always.” The man nodded before Tangerine thanked him.

The two of you head toward the old elevator, watching him quickly press the up button before you stand by his side. You half chuckled, “I’ve never seen you act so kindly toward anyone, tell me, does he see you bring girls through here all the time or-”

“Has anyone ever told you to shut your pie hole?”

“Hmm, not verbally. But, those eyes of your say enough for me… you’re too predictable, sometimes, Tan.”

He gave you a lingering look as the door opened, passing him into the elevator. The two of you make your way to the fifth floor and the hall is eerily quite for a hotel full of private contractors and assassins. You had your hands behind your back then patiently waited for Tangerine to jiggle the key into the lock, opening a door to a huge room with a surprisingly wide view.

“You’d think the curtains were closed.” You muttered as he walked over, closing them anyways.

Suddenly, he stripped from his suit jacket and you couldn’t help but see how tight his button up was around his biceps and chest.

“Did you get that a size too small?” You ask as you chunk your heels into the corner.

“Well, I certainly can’t kill fuckin’ bloaks wearing baggy clothes now.”

“But, you can in a three piece suit?” You cocked your eyebrow.

He licked his lips, “As if your dress is a flexible material.” Tangerine said as he pulled his rings off, placing them on the night stand.

“I can say the same for your pants.”

Tangerine wanted to look down but didn’t give into your comment. You place your bag down on the bed, grabbing your silk pajamas nearly folded on top and changed in the bathroom.

“God, just go to bed. We’ve got a long day tomorrow.” You somewhat groaned.

You sit on the top of the bed, unfolding the duvet before shoving it off to get underneath them.

Tangerine paused, “What the fuck do you you’re doin’?”

You furrowed your eyebrow, “This thing called going to sleep. Try it sometime, you’d be less grouchy.”

He rolled his eyes, “I know that, smartass, I mean what’re you doin’ in the bed that I’m goin’ to be sleepin’ in too?”

You rolled over, putting your weight on your elbows, “I know you’re dramatic but this takes the cake for top performances.”

He faked a laugh, “If you don’t get your ass out of that bed in two seconds, I’ll throw you in the tub with a pillow.”

“Oh, wouldn’t you like to. Fine, do it.” You said before laying flat into the mattress, staring straight at the ceiling.

He didn’t care for your equal amount of sarcasm, but he just gave you a cocked eyebrow.

“Okay, fine. I’d rather sleep on the floor anyways.” He said, stretching his arms up and behind his head. Your eyes quickly admired his muscles before turning back.

“Be my guest, princess.” You scoffed, slipping on your pajama shorts, “I’ll enjoy my big comfy bed.”

You pulled the heavy duvet over your waist, curling up with the dense pillow beneath your head. 

Tangerine stood there, biting the inside of his cheek as he watched you roll on your side. He tilted his head back before unbuttoning his shirt and tossing it on the desk chair. Although your eyes were closed, his side of the bed sunk in and you tried to hold back your smile at his faded stubbornness.

With your backs facing one another, you two just listened to the silence of the city. It gave you a moment to think of Paris– the last time you were with one another or much rather supposed to be against each other. You were a double agent, not exactly proud of it but you let greed take over your motivated justice. 

Having to scam Lemon and Tangerine wasn’t your finest hour either, you thought about it for months and finally coming face to face with Tangerine (out of the two, he wasn’t the one you would want to bump into again), all the guilt came rushing back like the snap of an elastic band.

– – –

The morning sun runs through the thin silk of the curtains, shining over your bodies in the bed. You wake up to the sound of light snoring, happy that you could sleep through it, and Tangerine in a deep slumber with his arm over the bed. He suddenly looked like innocence, so soft and tender, simply laying there like it was any other day.

You sit up, putting your hair out of your face then head to the bathroom. When you turn the light on, you’re almost surprised to see your reflection. Forgetting about the scar against your cheek, you look more rough around the edges. You sigh as you run your fingers over it, remembering the way Tangerine did last night.

After washing up, you go back out and Tangerine is now standing up and stretching his arms above his head. Your eyes quickly shift up his body, admiring the tattoos in their random places and how the band of his briefs rest on his hips. You sealed your lips from smiling at how sharp his v-line was accompanied by the happy trail disappearing into his pants.

“Sleep good with that stick in your ass?” You retort, passing him.

He rolled his eyes, “...You’re annoying, ya know that?”

“Oh, you’ve made that clear.” You mocked him as you closed the curtains more, “That’s why I love to do it.”

Tangerine flicked on the lamp, giving the room a warm glow.

“Alright, I say we lay low today. Better to be out of sight and–”

You cut him off, “Stuck in this room together?... are you trying to kill me t–”

He then put his hand over your mouth, looking deep into your eyes, “Yes, stuck in this room where we can keep an eye on each other and you can’t screw me over again.”

Your heart stopped for a split second, as if he couldn’t have been more of the controlling one. He took his hand away and you gulped, “Yep. Fine. Fair.”

Tangerine pressed his tongue against the inside of his cheek before you go to your bag in the chair that’s pushed in the corner of the room. You slightly bend over to look inside your duffle and his icy eyes can’t help but look up the back of your thighs and straight at your ass and lower back. How he could easily put his hands on your hips and make you hold onto something.

He shook his head, feeling like he was coming down with something to even imagine that thought.

You pulled out an old novel and sat yourself back on the bed, hoping that the hours would pass as you sank further into the broken-in mattress.

Tangerine sat down in the chair nudged into the corner, adjacent from your view, and he pulled out his gun that was conveniently tucked into the back of his pants.

“Are you actually holding me hostage?” You furrowed your brows, but didn’t take your eyes from your sentence.

“Whatever fantasy you’d like you believe.” He trailed, opening his gun and emptying his rounds into his palm.

– – –

Suddenly, you leaped out of a deep sleep. Your book laid open on your stomach while an extra pillow was between your legs. Your eyes fluttered open, thinking the past few days has been a dream, until you noticed Tangerine wasn’t sitting in the chair. You quickly looked around before hearing the bathroom door open and he stepped out, shirtless and in new dark slacks that rested on his hips.

Your mouth became dry. How could you dislike him so much yet here you are, ready to jump his bones as he crossed the room.

“What are you getting dressed for?” You asked, rubbing your eyes.

He half-chuckled at your groggy voice, “I want a drink.”

“Oh, like you’re not just going to abandon me here like I did you?... Where you go, I go.” You warned him.

He rolled his eyes, “Don’t be so dramatic.”

“A bit hypocritical coming from you.”

Tangerine just ignored your smart comment and opened the door, letting you through first before he followed. His eyes, once again, trace your lower back and trailed down your legs. His cheeks flushed pink as he quickly looked away, clearing his throat as he caught up to you so you two were walking side by side.

You pushed the faded down button as you pushed a big breath past your lips. Tangerine put his back against the wall and crossed his arms, his muscles basically restraining in his light button up. As you turned around, you rolled your eyes– but not at him, just at yourself. How could you have any little feeling for someone who also annoyed you to your core?

He took your silence as a bit of a tease. To be fair, you two didn’t really know one another. You met once before and then you simply betrayed him. Quickly, you were dead to him, but now you’re forced to be together and it raised an important question to himself too. Why was he helping someone who obviously can’t be trusted? 

Tangerine furrowed his eyebrows at that thought, knowing he would have thrown you to the wolves last night after you closed your eyes. He played with his watch a bit before the elevator dinged and caught both of your attentions.

After entering, the low-sounding shifting mechanics of the elevator were the only sounds between you two. You heard Tangerine sniffle, seeing him stretch his neck out of the corner of your eye, but you kept a straight view to the doors. While Tangerine thought you were continuing to give him the silent treatment, you were lost in your own thoughts of the past.

You flashbacked to your last night in Paris together, and remembered how the guilt creeped up on you knowing that, in a few hours, you’d have to betray both Lemon and Tangerine. Before knowing them, you didn’t care, but now that you’ve realized how hard you were falling for Tan, it felt like a double edged sword. If you didn’t do it, maybe you could stay with him– have a life together. But, if you went through with your selfish heist, you’d lose the guy who made you comfortable with being vulnerable after a long time. 

Obviously, you regretted your decision.

“Is this what you want?” You simply asked.

Tangerine quickly turned his head, “What?”

You rolled your eyes before facing his direction, “This.” You gestured between the two of you, “The weird animosity and constantly arguing and nit-picking?”

He never thought you’d be so bold to point it out, “I mean, we don’t like each other. Simple, isn’t it?”

“I guess…” You trailed, facing back toward the doors.

Tangerine licked his lips, wondering if he should utter the words on his tongue.

“...But, that doesn’t mean we can’t start over.”

You looked over your shoulder once more before turning around to him, “You mean that?”

He arched his eyebrow, “Should I regret it now?”

Just as the elevator dinged, the doors slowly opened and the hotel lobby appeared empty. You smirked to yourself, “Why don’t we catch up over that drink, huh?” You sort of teased– not sure if it had purpose.

– – –

Your drink tasted smooth, easily trailing down your throat as you leaned your head back to finish off the rest of the liquor in your glass. Once you tilted your head back straight, you were met with Tangerine’s signature eyebrow arch.

“Don’t worry, I’m paying for my own drinks.” You sighed, placing your glass back down on the wooden table top.

“As long as I don’t got to carry you back up to the room.” He sighed, sounding more defeated than witty, then his blue eyes glanced down then back into your eyes.

You hummed, running your finger along the rim of the empty glass. 

“‘right so, what’ve you been doin’ since we last…” He cleared his throat, “saw one other?”

You crossed your leg over the other, “Not much. Actually, it’s the first time I’ve been out for a while. After leaving you guys, I laid low in Tuscany.”

“For how long?”

You shrugged, “Five months? I was on the countryside and I wanted to be alone…” then, you smirked, “I heard that you were in Kyoto.” 

Tangerine could chuckle about it now, “For a bit. Had a job to do for some psychotic, fucked up family. The dad called in us, they were all turin’ on each other. Whole fuckin’ thing…”

“As in…” You trailed, “Against one another? The whole family?”

He just nodded before taking a sip of his drink.

You raised your eyebrows, “Wow… and you got out with no bruises or cuts? Bullet holes?”

Tangerine licked his lips before he presented the side of his neck, lighter skin over his tanner tone to show the scar. You carefully reached out, brushing your fingers against it which made a tingle go up his spine. You sit back down as he turned back in his chair, and he seemed to tense up.

“Amazing you survived it.” You sealed your lips.

He crossed his arms, “I supposed…”

A comfortable silent fell between you, the light, jazz music playing at a low, and Tangerine’s eyes trailed up the side of your bare leg. He didn’t mean to stare this much, but he felt more vulnerable than usual. One thing you knew is that Tangerine was a layered person, you had to take time to get to the center of him and realize he’s not so cold once you get to know him.

“Five months in Tuscany, I bet that was lovely.”

“Not really. I isolated the whole time… I wanted to be by myself, but I felt bad about what happened… what I did in Paris.” You admitted, but didn’t look into his eyes, fearing that he would turn on you in a second.

Tangerine sighed, “You had to do your job, we did ours… that’s ‘bout all that can be said.” 

Assuming from the lack of eye contact and his tone, he seemed hurt too. You could easily let it boost your ego, but, you actually felt a relief. This hatred you’ve held against each other has finally come down and even though it wasn’t actually said, both of you can feel hostility leave the room.

You bit the inside of your cheek, “Remember, we’re starting over. Clean slate. I hope I’m making a good impression so far.” You raised your eyebrows, lifting your glass again just to drink the mixture of watered down liquor. 

He chuckled, “You’re just lovely.”

The comment made your face get hot. You blame the accent and how it can just get under your skin.

“I don’t think you’ve ever called me something so nice.”

Tangerine smirked, “Funny since we’ve just met, darling.”

Darling.

It was the first time you heard it as a term of endearment then pure spite.

You rolled your eyes, but you could humor that Tangerine was going along with it. This new cheeky side of him was something you didn’t think existed– maybe it was the liquor talking, but you hoped it wasn’t just that simple.

“So, what brings you here?” You continued to tease, placing your elbows on the table, “Business… or pleasure?” Your hand laid on top of his, brushing your fingertips along the chunky rings that perfectly fit his fingers.

Multiples thoughts sounded through both your minds.

“Maybe it’s the liquor.” “Maybe we’re a little over our heads.” “Maybe we’re bored.”

But, Tangerine held your hand on top of the table, gently holding it as his thumb grazes over your knuckles.

“Depends…” He trailed, now leaning in too, “What are you here for?”

– – –

In just a few minutes, you two were back in the room you felt trapped in for hours.

Tangerine pressed your back against the wall, a tingle running up your spine from the coolness of the wallpaper. Your lips pressed together over and over, tilting your head before biting his bottom lip. He effortlessly lifted you up with his hand under the back of your thighs, and your ankles meet around his back.

He needed so bad, desperate even… and the feeling was mutual.

He put you down on your feet again, pressing a kiss against your scarred cheek then another on your jaw. His light kisses run down the middle of your breasts as his hand lifted up the end of your skirt. You pushed your hips out as your back was against the wall still, watching him pull down your panties in an instant. You kick them to the side and Tangerine placed your leg over his shoulder, kisses along your inner thigh and your hand ran through the front of his curls.

Suddenly, his tongue ran over your swollen clit before sucking on it. With one hand in his hair, the other caressing your breast and running your thumb over your nipple.

Tangerine panted, moving his hand against your pussy lips. He pushed them apart, showing your tight hole and how you clench around nothing. He lowly groaned, running his fingers over your clit before sliding his two fingers into your pussy. You bite your bottom lip to hold back the moan stuck in your throat, watching him suck your clit and finger you at the same time.

Just as your climax neared, he felt your cunt tighten around his fingers. He couldn’t end it like this so, he took them away. You let your leg down, watching him come back up and tower over you.

“If I’m goin’ to make you cum…” He sighed, “I’m gonna be deep inside you when you fucking crumble.” He said so low before pressing his fingers against your tongue, and you tasted yourself.

You pulled his hand back, running your thumbs over his tattooed hand.

“Not if I make you cum first.” You trailed, moving his hand down so you could kiss him.

He could drop to his knees in an instant, but Tangerine surprisingly kept his composure. 

You smirked as you pushed him toward the bed, the back of his knees hitting it to make him sit down. As you stood in front of him, he leaned on his elbows as he watched your dress drop to the floor. It pooled at your ankles and when his eyes shifted back up, so glossed over, your bare body was the center of his attention.

“Hmm, I don’t think you’ll last.” You taunted.

As much as he could snap back, you straddled him and pulled apart his tightly buttoned shirt. Your hands ran over his toned and tatted chest before reaching down to his pants, unzipping the fly and he shuffled a bit to shift them off his hips. His cock was hard, restrained from his boxers and you felt flattered.

You giggled, leaning forward to share a slow kiss with him. Your bare pussy rubbed against his cock as you moved closer to him. A low groan mumbled between your makeout, and you pushed him back so you two both fell on the bed.

Your hands pressed into each side of the mattress, gaining strength to help yourself grind against his hard. His big hands tightly held your hips as you continued your smooth momentum, whimpering at your clit being rubbed by your harsh grind.

As heat rose in the room, your right hand dipped between the two of you, and ran over his hard cock once more. Tan’s lips now desperately met your jaw before taking a light bite at your neck. The feeling of your hand caressing through his boxers could make him release right there.

Becoming more impatient, you finally pushed your hand into the band of his boxers and he once more moved his hips to shift out of them. 

“Fuck, your cock is so big… can barely hold it with my hand. God, I want you to stretch me out…” You moaned, “Is that okay?”

You purposefully let him believe that he was in charge, and you were falling into the submissive role. Tangerine gained a bit of confidence from your desperate comments, and he sat more up on the bed.

“Fucking christ…” Is all he could say.

He moved the swollen and red tip against your wet slit, also aching and needing your walls to wrap around him now. At first there was pressure, pushing the tip inside your hole then slowly guiding your hips down to completely take in every inch of his cock. 

Once he bottomed out, your body lightly shook as your lips brushed against his. He was fully inside you, the tight and warm feeling making him wither beneath you.

Tangerine moved his hand, kissing your shoulder, “God, you feel like fuckin’ heaven.”

“Don’t stop. Please…” You huffed.

– – –

Then, it was morning. 

The rising sun peaked through the small split of the curtains. As you tried to shift, your body ached throughout every muscle. A small groan left your lips, but you were pulled back by a strong arm wrapped around your waist.

It snapped you back into reality. Last night really happened… and you were okay with that.

Tangerine’s tattooed arm unconsciously tightened around you, holding you close still as he still slept behind you. You barely look over your shoulder and saw his face, his eyes still shut and his curls looked wild.

You faintly smile as you turn around to face him, and that’s what woke him up. He pulled his arms back and rubbed his eyes from the brightness of the sun coming in. You run your finger along a curl on his forehead, pushing it to the top of his head and your heart melted from the sight of those blue eyes.

“Did last night really happen?” You mumbled, but with a faint smile on your lips.

He placed his hand gently on your cheek, caressing his thumb against your jaw. 

“I think the real question is…” He trailed, “Do we stay another night or go back to pretending to not know each other's existences?”

You bit your bottom lip, lightly giggling, “I think we pick secret option three and go somewhere else. Get away for a while… see where this is going. Don’t you?”

Just at that moment, Tangerine’s phone vibrated in his pants that were on the floor next to the bed. He turned over on his other side, reaching down to pull it out and reading a text Lemon just sent.

“Got a call about a job in Budapest. Are you in or overstaying your weekend?”

Tangerine smirked at himself, then felt your lips press against his neck. You placed another kiss on his shoulder, leaving a tender love bite before he turned back around to kiss you. Maybe it was the natural thrill of the chase, but you loved the not knowing. 

Whatever was next, you could only hope that he kept it interesting.

#tangerine #tangerine x reader #tangerine x y/n #tangerine x you #tangerine fic

[ratherbefangirling]

Belong 4

First | Previous | Next

Pairing: ot7 x reader

Genre: Fluff, hurt/ comfort , Omegaverse

Synopsis: The pack seems to be falling for you but Jungkook doesn't like it one bit. What happens when he learns you are his mate

You avoid the boys by staying at home. You don't tell your mom so as to not bother her.

Instead you crash at your best friends house. Yun Suyeon was a beta with an alpha mom (you had bonded over 'are all alpha mom's the same?' ) and you had been friends for a long time.

Suyeon though finds it a bit strange but doesn't comment on it and commits on spending more time with you.

"Are you excited for the college fest." She asks.

"I dont know."

"You should. Why don't you try for the Coordination. I'm in hospitality. Lim Suho is one of the heads and Kang Taehee is another they need more people."

While normally you would probably not consider such an intensive position but it didn't seem like a bad idea to drown in work.

"Isn't it kinda too much work?"

"Yes but you get certificates and stuff." She replies. "That's why I've volunteered for the social media head."

"Fine. Where do I sign up."

"Wait let me send you the link." She said.

After you submitted the form. Suyeon's pack mom bought snacks for the both of you.

You thanked her.

"It's nice to see you too. Come hang out with our pup more often." She says.

You nod politely.

"Don't stay up too late." She says as she leaves.

Suyeon hugs you squealing in excitement.

"We are going to be the coolest kids on the block." She says.

She notes you have put on scent cleaners. But before she can say anything about it. Her phone rings her boyfriend asking to hang out. She informs him she's infact with her wifey and thus is not available.

You dress nicely in the morning as today was the team meeting between the coordinaters.

There were four of you. Though you didn't know who the fourth was because their number wasn't saved on your phone but you were added to like 5 different groups.

After the classes were over you all had decided to meet at a coffee shop to discuss. Suho who the teachers had declared the main guy was the one who would bridge between the teachers and you all and you would look over and communicate with heads of all the other committees like decor, entertainment etc.

Suho was a beta and Taehee was an omega like you. The third member was Choi Yeonjun, an alpha.

You thought he was cute. You texted the same to Suyeon.

S: he's soobins bestie

S: should I arrange a double date

Y/n: noooo ... I'm just happy with eye candy

S: I mean let me know if you want a taste

Y/n: YUN SUYEON

S:😉😘😘😘

You had met at the campus and Yeonjun offered to drive you all to the cafe.

But Suho had his bike and Taehee had to go home for a change in clothes as someone dropped their drink on her.

So it ended up being you and Yeonjun.

"So ... what made you decide to coordinate? You always hide behind your bestfriend." He said.

"Just like that what about you?" You say.

"I like meeting new people. This is the best way to make it happen."

Their is silence.

"Can I turn on the radio?" You ask.

He does it for you.

It's nice not having too speak and the music is decent until Namjoon's favourite song starts playing and you abruptly turn it off.

"Is something wrong?" He asks.

Luckily the cafe is in sight.

"No just like that.. the cafe is here." You say changing the topic.

He nodded and the others joined you shortly. You soent an hour discussing themes and writing down important information.

"Let's have dinner together. Bonding night." Taehee suggested.

"I'm sorry I have prior engagement but I will pat the next time. You guys have fun." Suho says.

"Don't tell me you guys are busy too?" Taehee pouts.

"No I'm free and quite hungry." Yeonjun says.

"Me too." You add.

"Perfect!" Taehee exclaims and you guys go to a barbecue place.

You have a good time. Yeonjun takes it upon himself to serve. Its very alpha of him but you don't mind.

Taehee is good company too.

After your meals are over. Yeonjun offers to drop the two of you. You spend the ride discussing ideas and themes. Taehee is very excited for a more fantasy based one. Yeonjun wants a more party theme.

"Why don't we do it Russet inspired?" You ask.

Russet was a popular fashion magazine.

"That's super vague." Taehee comments.

"Exactly bur we can include different elements under one thing. And maybe people can wear things they already own instead of buying so it's sustainable."

"I would have never thought that." Taehee says.

"Yeah and we could get sponsorship from a fashion house or Paqsal Inc. ....they do charity galas to support initiatives like recycling and other sustainability endeavors."

"Let me text it to Suho. Let's run our ideas through the teachers. But the art department is going to be excited." She says. "We need to be very specific for the things to match and not be all over the place though."

"I'm sure we can do that we have like more than two months." Yeonjun adds.

Taehee's home is closer so she leaves and their is silence in the car.

"So?" You both say in order to ease the awkwardness.

You both laugh.

"It was genuinely a great idea." Yeonjun says.

"Thanks.. yours was nice too and probably easier to execute." You reply.

"All good things are hard work." Yeonjun replies as your house appears.

"Maybe.. but what if they aren't so great because they were too hard."

He shoots a concerned look towards your way but bites his lips.

Choosing instead to offer you a smile.

"See you later."

"Good bye, goodnight. See you later."

Taehyung had come out to throw trash when he saw you coming out of the unknown alpha's car. How he knew it was an alpha? Well no omega or beta liked that type of flashy car.

He wants to call you out but he can't since Namjoon has decided they should give you space. He thought it would be a better approach even Yoongi had conceded.

The pack house wasn't the best place to be right now. Jin had left to see his family. He had been very sad and even Hobi was very restless and short these days. Jungkook was still stubborn. Namjoon was was working himself to death and Jimin was stuck to either Taehyung or Jungkook. Continuously scenting.

Taehyung was worried Jimin was taking this very personally but he could do nothing to help except do whatever Jimin felt like that.

When he had talked about this to Namjoon, he asked Taehyung to take Jimin and visit their family packs.

So they had planned a trip. Taehyung had to guilt trip Jimin a bit but Jimin did need to be babied a bit and nobody did that better then their family packs.

But before Taehyung left he would give Jungkook a little something to think because that boy had done enough hiding after rejecting his mate when she helped him out.

If you were Taehyung's mate he would never hurt you like this or let you be away from him unless you needed to.

When he comes inside the house. Jin is at the window looking outside towards you. He can see the longing in Jin's eyes.

He let's his hyung be and looks at him. Staying with his family has turned Jin chubbier and his face is glowing except for the expression on his face. Taehyung decides to change it.

"Jin Hyung !!! When did you come?" Taehyung says.

Jin is startled almost falls on the sofa beside the window but before he can recover himself Taehyung octopus hugs him causing him to fall.

"I will break my back you brat." He says but Taehyung smells no real anger. Thus Taehyung pays no heed scenting his beta.

"Can't you ask me before scenting me?" He says only half serious. In reality Jin missed his packs scents.

"No, my beautiful beta." Taehyung says muffled against his skin.

Jin laughs. Alerting Jimin who came out searching for Taehyung.

Jimin was glad to see a laughing Jin tackled by Taehyung. Jimin too joined the pile.

Just in time Namjoon came to witness the happy site. He planted kisses on their head and was going to leave when Taehyung pulled him too.

Maybe things were a bit rough but it would be fine as long as they were together.

On the day they were leaving, Jimin was careful to scent Jungkook. Taehyung had gotten their bags and tickets. He entered the room where he observed Jimin sitting on Jungkook's lap. A flash of irritation arose.

"Jiminie." Taehyung called out.

"Yes Tae." Jimin asked.

"Go get ready. We have to leave soon." Taehyung informs Jimin flashing the train tickets.

Jimin nodded rubbing his scent on Jungkook for the last time before he left yo get ready.

" You're angry." Jungkook said scrunching his nose.

Taehyung wanted to agree but he also didn't want to fight.

"Why are you so mad? Shouldn't you be happy about going home.. are you worried about alpha's on the train."

"I kind of hate that part." Taehyung confessed but that wasn't what he had been actually bothered about but that was a concern too it had been a while since it was just him and Jimin usually one of the hyungs would accompany them. When they were younger Jimin had built enough muscles to pass off as a non omega, these days Taehyung pretended to be the non omega. Even though it was inconvenient he did secretly enjoy being able to protect Jimin as much he liked being coddled by his soulmate.

Taehyung sighed and let Jungkook scent him.

"I saw Y/n yesterday." Taehyung confessed. "She was with another alpha. It made me kind of thingies." Jungkook stiffened but did not say anything.

Taehyung sighed. Jimin and Hoseok had come back. Hoseok was driving them to the station.

Before they left Taehyung stopped by quickly into Namjoon's room who had an off from work today.

Namjoon's scented him and it made Taehyung feel better and he could finally enjoy the time in which he would have Jimin to himself.

Jungkook is stirring a cup of coffee in the kitchen when Namjoon comes down. Now awake.

"Wanna go on a date?" He asks Jungkook.

Who stops functioning for five minutes. Namjoon uses those to make himself a cup of coffee.

Jungkook knew Namjoon liked you when in his rut he could remember smelling Namjoon on you, so he thought Namjoon might ignore him to sort his feelings out.

"Ok..."

"Good!" Namjoon says smiling so brightly that his dimples start showing. He gives Kookie a kiss on his forehead mumbling something about outfits.

Namjoon comes out wearing all black hoping to match with Jungkook who had decided to go with the softer warmer colors in his wardrobe, Hobi who's sitting outside with Yoongi eating tangerines bursts out laughing when he sees them.

Namjoon smiles too when he realises what happened. Jungkook groans in embarrassment.

Jungkook starts the car as Namjoon sits in and puts on the safety belt.

"Where are we going, hyung?" Jungkook asks.

"I was thinking let's go to the beach, it's been a while."

Jungkook nodded and entered the location in the GPS. Namjoon played his 'driving' playlist.

The beach was fairly empty when they reached it.

They set up the little picnic basket and picnic mat they had bought near a tree.

After eating the sandwiches and drinking their beverages they lie next to each other staring at the sky. The breeze is lovely and the sound of wind comforting.

"I should have brought something to sketch." Jungkook tells Joon.

"Hmm." Namjoon acknowledges.

Jungkook cuddles closer to Namjoon. Its rare they have time together like this.

"Hyung... can I ask you something?" Jungkook asks and he hates to ruin the peaceful moment but his curiosity overcomes all.

"Of course kookie." Namjoon replies.

"Do you... you not like it that I've driven her away?"

Though he doesn't take your name Namjoon knows who he's talking about.

"I can't say I'm happy that our relationship is in strains but if I had to chose it will be you over Y/n. I know I may not say this often but I love you and I love our pack. This.. us. It means the world to me. Being pack alpha I want to be able to take care of all the packs needs and whatever the others may or may not feel about her she's your mate and I should apologise for bringing her to you in your rut but I won't because I couldn't see you suffering and as your hyung and your pack alpha I just couldn't bear to see you in distress or lacking."

"No you don't have to be sorry. I trust you hyung."

Namjoon ruffles Jungkook's hair.

"Why did you reject her, jungkook?"

"I didn't want her in the pack."

Namjoon nods.

"Remember when you joined the pack." Namjoon asks.

Jungkook nods. Ofcourse he does how does one not remember the best thing that happened to them.

"You know how most people avoid larger non familial packs. " Jungkook nods. " The reason we worked was all if us were in duos as friends before we decided to become a pack. Then we suffered in the transition. It isn't very easy to include more people in an already established dynamic. Then you came along like a Knight in shining armor. To be honest a part of me was jealous that even though I was a pack alpha I couldn't provide for my pack omega when a kid who didn't present did. But later I learnt that I couldn't be the sole provider and that it was ok not to be. Now I know this is something you lean and keep learning..Then came the part we decided to bring you to the pack. There were many concerns, your age, your presentation, uneven number of packmates. But you know who was the most willing to bring you in?" Namjoon prompted.

Jungkook shook his head no.

"It was Taehyung. He talked to me, convincing me. I even asked him if he was ok with no longer being a maknae. He was like Jiminie needs it hyung. And he was right but it also made me realise how cool our Tae is. Jimin is his soulmate and he didn't even care about jealousy or loosing Jimin. He just cared that Jimin be happy and healthy. I guess it did work out in the end that you could supplement each others need to be babied." Said Namjoon chuckling at the end.

"Taehyungie hyung told me he saw Y/n with someone."

"Aah." Namjoon drawled in understanding.

"I dont know how to feel about it." Jungkook said honestly.

"It's ok not to know. But if you think there's a possibility you want her then don't make her wait. "

"It's so tough." Jungkook whined.

Namjoon let out a small peal of laughter and pecked his baby alpha's nose.

"It's going to work out in the end and you have all of us to help .. anyway I'm hungry again let's go check out if there's foodtrucks that opened right now." Namjoon says standing up and giving Jungkook a hand.

In the middle of their journey back Namjoon groaned loudly.

"What is it hyung?" Jungkook asked sparing a sideway glance.

"I forgot to check out crabs." Namjoon exclaimed almost jumping of his seat.

Jungkook laughed.

Yeah so this one doesn't have much fluff with you involved but we cleared the air ig aaaand we have a love rival. We will probably be seeing more members but hopefully it balances out.

Hope you enjoyed and let me know your thoughts.

I would like to take a moment to say that I'm grateful for the support and that's the only reason I'm continuing this au honestly it was meant to be a one shot maybe 1.5 shot lol and writing this it's easy to get stuck because I don't have any idea where I'm going with this. I mean I had plans with alpha reader and beta reader.

Anyway don't be shy to drop in and say hi.

Until next time 💜

Taglist : @jaiuneamesolitaiire ; @mintsugarmy ; @goooood-vibes ; @juju-227592 ; @singukieee ; @zae007live ; @rainbow-bunny-bts ; @fluffy-canada-pancakes ; @bleubirdinthesky ; @kyrah-williams ; @thedarkwinterrose ; @realswimshaddy ; @djodjom1 ; @thsrndkd ; @emu007

#bts x reader #bts au #bts fluff #ot7 x reader #ot7 x you #bts omegaverse #bts drabble #abo au #bts series #bts angst

[slytherin-girly]

You are so dead/A Draco Malfoy one-shot

House: gryffindor 🦁

Blood: muggle

Year:5th

Warning: swear words(if you aren't comfortable with the use of swear words you don't have to read this) :)

|This one sucks|

☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆

"You mudblood!"

"Idiot!"

"Bitch!"

"Asshole!"

"Slvt!"

"You asshole ferret!" I shouted, I was currently having a shouting match with the one and only, draco malfoy aka ferret boy

But this however is daily, the shouting thing

"Ferret?! You filthy little-"

"Mr Malfoy, ms L/n, please stop this immediately!" Yelled one of the professors, we stopped and once he walked away we tried to punch each other

"Y/n! He's not worth it!" Yelled Ron, both him, Hermione, and harry trying to restrain me from giving him a nasty punch right in the face

Blaise and surprisingly Parkinson was trying to restrain him too

"Mate, let it go" blaise said trying to pull draco away

"Jeez, and I thought potter and draco hated each other a lot- oh- come- on!" Parkinson yelled trying to pull him away

"This will be probably- the first- and last- time- I will ever- agree with- you- y/n let it go!" Hermione yelled, also agreeing with pansy

"I will if he does! He started it!" I snapped

"No! She did!"

"You called me a mudblood first you little ferret! Let me at him!" I shouted

"Jeez you two act like an old married couple" muttered ron, a little too loudly

I stopped and looked back at him

"Uhm- hi?" He said letting me go and taking a few steps back

"And I reckon that Ron has about five seconds before he faces death" said Hermione sighing

"Ronald weasley!" I shouted

"You're in for in ron" said harry also letting go

"I'll be back for you!" I said turning to Malfoy," ronald weasley you have a five second head start!" I shouted

"One!"

"Two!"

"Three!"

"Four!"

"And five! Ron you are so dead!" I shouted chasing after him

"You weren't meant to hear that! I forgot how good of hearing you had!" He shouts back screaming as he was running into gryffindor tower heading up to his dorm, lucky for him, fred and george grabbed me so he could get away

"Hey!"

"Well hello little one" fred said

"Trying to kill our brother aren't you" said George

"Well of fucking course I am" they chuckled

"We still need our brother little one so don't kill him"

"Yet." George finished

"I'm not little you two are just tall" they chuckled again

I turned back

"I swear I WILL GET YOU BACK FOR THAT RONALD!" I yelled over their shoulders making our way back to find hermione and harry, maybe if I find Malfoy I could punch him along the way

~~~

We were making our way into the great hall for dinner, ron had decided to come out of hiding

"Ms l/n were you trying to kill mr wealsey yet again?" Dumbledore asked me jokingly

"I would.. but I can't kill my best friend... or can I.." i said the last part quieter

Dumbledore chuckled and told us to go to dinner

We all sat in our usual spots

"You are.. a demon!" Said ron

"Am not! I'm an angel now! Since the devil kicked me out of hell" I said back in a sassy way

"That's right y/n!" Said fred and george giving me a high five

"You-" ron started but I cut him off

"Dont make me say it"

"You wouldn't"

"Oh yes I would, hermione, ron has-"

"Dont you dare finish that sentence!"

"Say it!" Fred and george said in unison smirking evily

"Ron has liked you since first year hermione" I said trying to hold in my laugh

"You are literally a demon!" He shouted turning red

"Am not!"

"But I know something too"

"And what would that be"

"That you like-"

"Ron do you honestly have a death wish?! She already tried to kill you today!" Harry shouted

"I wouldn't say that unless you have a death wish brother" said george

"I agree george" said fred

He shrugged it off,"I know you like Malfoy and he likes you.." he said

"You are evil! You should be lucky if I don't kill you in your sleep Ronald weasley!" He gulped probably rethinking all of his last choices thinking about how he should spend his last hours in this world

"How is she not in slytherin?" Harry asked

"Wanna say that again" I glared at him

"Anyway, what does it matter.. he hates my guts.."

"I- i- just guessed that but okay.." ron said awkwardly

"I just don't understand why you are so oblivious!" Hermione sighed, and ron groaned

"Will you stop groaning Ronald!" Hermione sighed

"Will you stop sighing hermione!" He mocked her, then she wacked in on the head with a book

~~~next morning~~~

"Potions, and potions then free period right" I said

"With the slytherins as always" hermione sighed

"Will you stop sighing hermione!" Ron said remembering yesterday

"I'm tired of them" I said yawning

"Malfoy too?" Ron smirked and harry chuckled

"Do you two want to live a little longer?" I asked

They gulped and nodded

"Then shut up and let's go"

~~~after potions~~~

I sighed walking out of the classroom and then I saw Malfoy and his goons coming towards us

"Oh how lovely" I muttered

"Try not to kill anyone y/n" hermione whispered

"No promises"

"Well, look how it, we have scarhead, weaselbe, and mudbloods"malfoy smirked

"Shut up already!" I shouted

"Don't talk to me like that!" He shouted

"You talk too much!" I yelled

"Mublood."

"Asshole." I said getting angrier by the second

"Wh0re!" He yelled

"Bitch!"

"You mudblood! Shut the fuck up already!" He yelled

This place about to blow

"You ferret! Spoiled rotten daddy's boy!"I shouted at him again

"And you're a slvt! Dating every weasley and probably scarhead too! Slvt!" He shouted louder

"Don't even try! Go! You are so dead!" I yelled motioning for my friends to go

I walked up to him, "what the actually fuck is wrong with you!" I yelled

He grabbed my wrist and smirked

"You may be a mudblood but no one else's blood as pure as mine will ensure that your children won't be muggles" he said he leaned in and kissed me passionately

"I happen to love you and hate you at the same time" I said after we pulled away

"I love you too"

"Ron you owe us 19 galleons" I heard the twins whisper

"But I'm broke!" He whisper yelled

"20 galleons then," the twins said

|I don't know what I just wrote 😳|

#draco #dracomalfoy #draco malfoy fluff #draco malfoy imagine #draco malfoy one shot #harry potter fanfiction #draco lucius malfoy #draco fluff #draco x reader #draco malfoy x reader #draco x gryffindor!reader #draco x muggle!reader #hp fanfic #for you

[riceys]

Could you write for schlatt?

I'm thinking an English/German girl who is his graphic design (does like his thumbnails and like website) and after late night and long discord calls he slowly realises he doesn't just see her as an employee or friend but something more? I saw this sort of idea some where recently and it's giving me brain rot. Plus the banter between an English/german person would be unhinged.

YESSS OMG ACTUALLY LOVE THIS ive thought about this so much recently and i know german soo

gonna do hcs for this :)

also im very bad at formatting so sorry about that (ill probably rewrite stuff after i figure out how the fuck to do it)

Jschlatt x german/graphic designer!reader hcs

warnings-some nsfw at the veryyyy end

Wilbur introduced you two after schlatt said something about needing an artist for his channel

'find graphic designer !!!' schlatt mumbled while writing on the dull yellow paper. He was in a call with some friends, not really paying attention to what they were doing as he was busy making a sort of to-do list

"schlatt are you there?" the thick accented voice brought schlatt out of his daze

"hm yea sorry whatd you say willbur"

"i said my mate is a graphic designer, i can send you her info if you want." wilbur repeated with a laugh

"oh shit yeah thatd be great man thanks"

definitely left the call to go talk to you after that

very caught of gaurd by your accent, wilbur had failed to mention the slight language barrier as you were used to doing work in german

"so its a little ram with a sweater" his voice suprised you, wilbur didnt say anything about him being american.

"a what?" you laughed at the foreign word nervously. He sounded intimidating and it was kinda hot???

"a uhh," he laughed pulling out his phone, "einen bock? i think." Any sense of intimidation melted away as he stuttered out the poorly pronounced german.

absolutely melts when you giggle at this ^^

he LOVES your laugh!!! specifically that he can hear the accent come through in it

once you start working for him finds a way to sneak your art into everything he does and pays you way more than he should be

"Schlatt this is like triple my rates, you really dont need to pay me this much"

"consider it a tip, toots"

flies you out to every single event he goes to. merch photoshoots? you're in every photo. creator clash? he bought you the best seats in the house. says its a "business thing". (its not)

gets to the point where you're spending every other month in Austin with him before you move out there.

when chuckle sandwich starts he begs you to do all the art for it too (not that you would've said no)

Also begs ted to have you on as a guest

guest turns into member after the first chuckle week, where schlatt insisted that you be there cause you made the art

finally asks you out the week after the 1st chuckle week where they stay for the week to decompress

took you to boa then going stargazing

asks you out in german

"Sehr Schön" you breath out as you look up at the stars. Schlatt next you is freaking out trying to get the courage to ask you out.

"Du bist Sehr Schön" He misspronounces, still managing to make you blush. He only knew what that meant because he had been studying how to ask you out in german all week.

He puts a finger under your chin to shift your focus to him before speaking, "y/n, Ich mag dich wirklich, wirst du mit mir ausgehen?"

It was obvious he had used google translate and taught himself how to say it as he mispronounced many words and had a slight stutter, but it meant the world to you

Pulling him in for a kiss you paused to look at him, "Du bist dumm, Jschlatt"

asks you to speak to him in German

teases you so much (lovingly obviously)

also (nsfw time)

learns how to call you a slut in german

when he fucks you so good and you start babbling in german

sorry if this wasnt great i kinda got carried away and its my 1st writing thingy

#jschlatt x reader #jschlatt x reader fluff #jschlatt #schlatt x reader #schlatt #riceywrites #jschlatt hcs #jschlatt headcanons

[rrat-king]

oh i would LOVE to hear abt ur tracker and kristen like fundamentals for them, like their similarities why are they so tender and close on a level thats like above first relationships why are they so different, what annoys them both give me the headcannons i beg of u

holy shit ok ok ok i have never been so deeply obsessed with an ask they are like, i dont know i love them so deeply (disclaimer i am trackerbees breakup truther BUT i am also they grow and come back together truther and this way more the distorted fannon i have of them in my head so like. grain of salt)

they are not actually that kinky. this is one of my main like foundational blocks of trackerbees cuz it is my belief that kristen's view of sex is so skewed that anything that isnt church sanctioned missionary is crazy to her. tracker probably Is kinky but like... kristen is a 15 year old newly ex-communicated virgin when they get together so. yes they have a lot of sex. but they arn't actually that kinky imo

tracker is possessive and gets jealous easily and she tries not to be but it fully doesn't help that kristen is just... completely unaware of when she is being flirted with. like they will go out and kristen, who just loves talking to people, will go to get them drinks and tracker will have to go and hunt her down because shes at the bar talking to someone, totally oblivious to the fact that they are trying to buy her a drink, so tracker has to come up behind her and stake claim cuz thats her girlfriend, damn it

they both have so little sense of privacy and shame which makes them perfect together and just so terrible to be around. tracker coming from jawbone oversharing view of life and kristen coming from a doors always open, three brothers, lots of shame house then to immediately flip around and be like 'ok im rejecting that shame just gotta be brutally open and shameless' as a reaction, means they are just. door wide open no pants on, talking about tmi at the dinner table just. fully shameless.

they are also just so touchy. kristen needs to be touching someone at all times just as like, a thing, whether thats holding someones hand or like rough housing she craves physical contact. tracker isn't as needy for touch with everyone, just kristen (it's a wolf thing, i dont want to use the word 'mate' cuz uh. not willing to go that far but i do think that kristen is tracker's Person. other people are pack but kristen is like. hers in a wolfy way)

kristen cannot communicate for shit and it drives tracker crazy sometimes. its not like a malice thing it's fully that i dont think kristen was raised to understand that communicating needs and problems is an essential part of a relationship. she also has a hard time not deflecting when things get serious.

tracker gets angry easily but she bottles it up, expecting kristen to just know she's upset and fix it and getting more upset when she doesn't. this is an endless evil cycle

but i think that they learn and they grow on their own and figure out how to exist as healthier people alone so that they are better partners for each other. i know they have to separate but i also know that they are each other's person and they will always come back together

i could talk about them for literally hours i love them so dearly (dont talk to me when they break up in junior year i will be grieving/hj)

#thank you for the ask <3333 #bird answers #trackerbees #kristen applebees #tracker o'shaughnessey #fantasy high #dimension 20 #fantasy high hc’s #fantasy high headcannons #d20

[ritz-writes]

So... when I said that everything was the same in spotlight au... that includes Macaque making a deal with LBD. cuz who am I if I don't have some kind of angst hehe. Though, there are a few differences. The main one being that, when Spider Queen tries to take over the city, LBD keeps herself hidden from Wukong. This also means that he doesn't leave during season 2. At least, not at first.

This is another drabble that got way to long hhhh

Words: 1128

(Everything said in this post happens about a week after the attempted city takeover.)

By this point, Macaque's friends know Wukong is the ex and still don't rlly like him, but they can see he's trying, so they r giving him a chance. But, like I said, they have their ups and downs. At one point, they have a fight. I haven't worked out what the fight is about, but they both say things they regret later and Macaque storms off to the theater, his one place of solace (he and a few other long term actors have the codes to get in and are allowed to whenever they want). A few of his cast mates were there going over lines and immediately rush to comfort him, letting him vent out his frustrations.

Here's where the angst comes in >:))

It was well into the middle of the night when the lights flicker out, a man stepping out of the shadows, purring about how "easy it was to find the lady's little play thing."

Macaque immediately backs away in terror, knowing full well what the man was there for. Or rather, who.

(Theres like 6 people there including macaque, but i dont have any names, so I'm just gonna use letters to address them lmao)

"Uhm, excuse me sir?" A said nervously. "You can't be in here, you need to leave."

The man chuckled, ignoring them completely, his eyes zeroed in on Macaque alone. "You know, if you were trying to hide, you did quite a poor job of it."

B and C move forward, the others converging to stand in front of Macaque. "Hey, back off, man." C snapped. "You need to leave. Now."

The man raised an eyebrow, then smirked. He rushed forward and in the blink of an eye, had B and C by the throat in either hand, raising them off the floor.

Macaque pushed passed the other 3, eyes wide. "Stop!! Stop, let them go, please! I-I'll go with you, okay?"

D grabbed Macaque's arm. "Mac, are you crazy?"

Macaque ripped out of the hold, moving closer. "Let them go and I'll follow you without a fight. I'll do whatever she says, just... don't hurt them, please. " His voice was shaky, as were his hands. He thought he'd gotten away from Her years ago, thought he was free despite the feeling of chains in his dreams.

He now realized just how foolish a thought that was.

The man's grin widened. He threw B and C forward, the duo crashing to the others with a yelp. Macaque moved to help, but was stopped by and hand gripping the back of his neck, sending shivers by his spine.

"And the lamp?" The man hissed in his ear, smile ever present.

Macaque was near hyperventilating. He didn't want to do this. Gods, he did not want to see her again, but he had no choice. He had to keep his friends safe.

Shit, why did he have to go and get attached again?

E stood up, seeming just as scared as Macaque. "L-Let him go!"

The grip on his neck tightened. "The lamp, Macaque."

Macaque shut his eyes, tail curling around his leg. "I-It's at my house."

"Good. Take us there. We don't want to keep the lady waiting, now do we?"

Macaque bit his lip and summoned a portal under them. He opened his eyes long enough to see the terrified expression of his friends, B and D rushing forward, arms outstretched toward him.

He couldn't let them get hurt. He could probably--maybe--fight the man off, but he couldn't risk LBD using his friends against him.

Macaque reached into his pocket and, right before he dropped into the portal, threw his phone towards the group, praying to any god listening that they'd know who to call.

And that he'd be willing to help.

---

Wukong was surprised to see Macaque calling him. Normally they went days without talking after a fight. He honestly didn't want to answer at first, but he knew that'd probably just make things worse.

So, with a heavy sigh, he swiped answer. Before he could even speak, though, the sound of loud sobbing filled his ears, the noise coming from the background. He sat up from his couch, fur bristled. "Macaque? What's going on, who's crying?"

Someone took a deep breath, then spoke. Someone who definitely wasn't Macaque. "Sun Wukong?"

Wukong growled. "Who the hell is this. Where's Macaque."

"This is B. I'm a friend of his. He... shit this dude just came in and took him!"

Wukong jumped off the couch and ran out the door, summoning his cloud and taking off toward the city. "Took him? What do you mean? Who was it?"

"It was this weird dude in a suit, he came out of nowhere. I think Mac knew him or something. The dude said something about a-a lamp? I don't know, but he threw his phone before they left. I'm assuming he wanted us to call you."

Wukong swore under his breath, urging his nimbus to go faster. "Do you know where they went? Did the man say anything else?"

"Mac said the lamp was at his house, so he took them there. Uhm, the guy said something about a lady?"

Wukong felt cold. "A lady?" He repeated quietly.

"Y-Yeah. I think Macaque knew who he was talking about? He said 'she' at one point. I-I'm sorry, it's kind of a blur, everything happ—"

"Are you sure?" Wukong repeated, voice strained. He had to be wrong, please, he had to be wrong. "He said 'she'? Do you remember what Macaque said exactly?"

B took a shaky breath. "He said 'I'll do whatever she says.' He was trying to get him to not hurt us."

No.

Gods, he was such an idiot. How did he not see it before. People don't just come back from the dead on their own. Someone brought Macaque back, someone with a purpose. Someone who was supposed to be dead themselves.

A low growl made its way past his throat.

B spoke again. "You know what's going on, don't you?" It wasn't a question.

"Yeah," he answered. "What's his address?"

B hesitated, but only for a second. "It's ______"

"Alright. Thanks for calling me. I'll handle this."

"I'll keep his phone on me. Keep me updated."

"Sure."

"I mean it," B snapped. "You better keep me updated. I want to make sure Macaque is okay. I don't trust you, but he obviously still does. Don't let him down again. Please."

--

By the time Wukong made it to Macaque's house, there was no one there, the magical presence of the lamp faded.

The next day, Monkey King went on 'vacation.' He didn't tell B about it.

#lmk #lego monkie kid #lmk au #lmk spotlight au #spotlight au #lmk macaque #lmk wukong #lmk mayor #lmk lbd #lmk sun wukong #lmk six eared macaque #shadowpeach #fanfiction #technically lmao #this became WAY too long that my b #btw these 5 cast memebers will prob have names at some point #i have ideas for B and E already

[weebsinstash]

Maybe it's the primal/prey in me. But I like the idea of fighting a werewolf during a camping trip because my friends are pusses who'd try to run while I would be like bring it on bitch. And they feel the urge to mate me instead. So they then have them try to befriend me and learn my routine as a human so they could get me alone when I'm not protecting anyone else so they could see that fear in my eyes and try to feel the urge to kill me, and they still find feel the need to make me their mate. They've seen me both vulnerable and powerful and they need to possess all of me

God, there was this idea I've been having and building on about a Reader who retreats to a small town that's more rural and closed off than a typical city and you're basically becoming burnt out on modern human society to the point you quite legitimately feel the urge to just turn into a hermit living in a shack somewhere just to get away from it all, and one night you're so sleep deprived because those goddamn wolves keep howling near your place and you're struggling with your job and you hate your life and your family and all the bad stories in the news that, you just walk outside and start running through the woods on a moonlit night, just running and running because you just feel afraid, trapped, you need to get away, you dont even know anymore, and eventually going really deep into the forest into a clearing or something before you just start screaming and wailing and calling out, just crying with your entire soul, and suddenly there are the wolves, they're there with you, not attacking or anything, just beginning to all howl with you as you scream your anguish out to the night sky

And the next morning you're going to the grocery store and your eyes are all swollen and puffy and people aren't like completely mean mugging you as an outsider anymore and you go to check out your groceries and you realize you forgot your wallet and you're about to start absolutely bawling your eyes out and about to put everything back when suddenly multiple people are stepping forward to chip in, oh its their pleasure, everyone has struggles, we've all been there right? Except?? They were all treating you like shit basically since you got here, what changed?

Gee it may have had something to do with like having a massive ass breakdown in front of a really suspiciously large number of wolves who just kind of watched over you and lowkey herded you back towards your home when you were done crying. You know how fucking big wolves are? They sure ain't dog sized. Some of these werewolf audiobooks describe the alpha wolves nearly rivaling the size of bears sometimes 😭 you're just crying and suddenly you're ready to piss yourself because the biggest wolf of the entire group is like, gingerly stepping up to you with paws the size of your fucking head and you're thinking it's slowly approaching because it's about to attack or give you a "test bite" like when bears are checking if something is edible and it just. Gives you a quick nuzzle, maybe a lick to your wet cheeks

Like imagine if, obviously you don't know this is a werewolf pack and you're probably none too keen on having your snow white moment, so if they pretended to be vicious creatures by, say, growling and approaching you really aggressively, well, youre going to take off running (unless you faint which is an entirely different problem) and maaaaybe it's a total coincidence they chase you all the way back to your house when you hadn't realized how lost and far from home you were? And maybe they also thought it was quite fun to run with you, even if you were crying and acting like a little bunny, a little piece of fragile prey for them. Wolves do love a good chase, platonic or otherwise c;

I know I derailed from what you were actually talking about though lol, but I guess the more "feral" nature of the two ideas reminded me of each other lol. I HAVE listened to werewolf audiobooks where the guy was into his mate fighting back because as a wolf, male, and alpha, it sated his natural desires to like impose dominance and control, and also just the primal sloppiness of it, so like, imagine you've got this werewolf sonuvabitch just chasing you and trying to you know "mate" and he's all but open mouth drooling because he "likes em feisty" and its like boy I am literally trying to KILL YOU? Like imagine managing to get the jump on him, like you hide and jump out from around a corner, amd bash him over the head with a rock or a big stick, and it would have worked, IF he was human, so he just turns around all "you know what, im actually impressed c:" before, you know, folding you like a pretzel and breeding you 😩💦

#yandere stuff #sinprompts

[pinkniz]

Thinking about yandere Leon and Freddy so here goes my ideas because I refuse to write stories myself but I want to get it out of my mind

Leon

He's anxiety inducing to say the least, its like being stalked by a lion(haha funny but fr hes like that)

He stalks you for a long time before even approaching you

Eventually he starts getting closer by appearing in places you frequent, you will start noticing this strange man with red hair that seems to be everywhere you go. Whether its the grocery store, your favorite cafe, your workplace, he's everywhere but never directs a word to you

You will notice things you like or showed interested in start appearing in your house. He observes you so much he notices what you like and sometimes he breaks inside your house to leave you little gifts

At this point you're probably terrified but dont worry it will get worse because he's no longer satisfied with just observing you and what pushes him to actually pursue you its jealosy

He sees others approaching you, way too close for his liking and thats when he decides to take you away. He says to himself he's only trying to keep you safe but in reality? He wants to be the only one allowed to have you

He's cold most of the time, but if you could only know what he has done for you, the amount of blood he has spilled just for you

He starts sharing with you, sharing himself, his interests. He thrives on those moments when you two have something in common or (out of fear) you stay close to him and listen to music together

Dont worry, he'll often come clean up the room he keeps you in, feed you and bring you gifts. Hopefully (for him) you'll warm up to him and you'll finally allow him your touch which he desperately craves. Just be good and he'll be good to you because as much as he cares for you, he will NOT TOLERATE any misbehaving from you

Leon usually only punishes you by taking away the nice things he gives you and becoming colder towards you, if you try to run away too many times he will chain you up to limit your movement but when he's mad at you he starts insulting you. How can you be such an ungrateful brat? Are you really that stupid to not see how much he does for you? No wonder he's the only one that could tolerate your existence

He isnt violent per se but he can be forceful. He grabs your wrists to move you around the room he keeps you in with enough strenght to leave bruises just to make sure you cant break away from his grasp. If he has you tied up its likely that he'll drag you around

He isnt affected at all by your tears and pleas, he's genuinely convinced he's doing the right thing, that you can't be by yourself and that you need him, you just haven't realized yet. This is necessary to keep you safe. Stop crying already, you just have to sit down and he'll do all the work

Freddy

Oh boy

You're in for a treat, you see, Freddy is a classic meathead who can hardly stay focused in anything except the things he likes, and he happens to like you a LOT

In contrast to Leon slow and discrete approach, Freddy goes all in from the start. He flirts, he shows off to you, he will buy you anything you want but the problem is that in this pursue, he will start putting you in danger just so he can "save" you and show you how strong he is and how only he can protect you

It ranges from ordering his lackeys to attack you or straight up releasing miramon near your house so he can beat them in front of you

He slowly convinces you that you're only safe with HIM. And as you get more and more attached the worse he gets because he sees it as the "seal of the deal". Now you're mates.

He's extremely jealous of anyone who approaches you, he starts marking you with bitemarks and scratches you with his claws so others know you're taken by him and if they dont go away he doesn't mind crushing them, in fact he loves dismembering others just for you, isnt he sweet?

He never stops spoiling you tho, in fact, he has bringed you to his place, he lets you do whatever you want there and you have plenty of luxuries provided from him. He doesn't really mind because he sees YOU as his home so as long as you're with him he's content

Despite his possesiveness over you he actually likes parading you, he sees you as the prettiest creature on Earth and he loves bragging about you and how you're "all his", you can dress however you want and he allows you to go outside but he will GROWL at anyone who comes too close for his liking.

He's very violent and mean towards everyone except you, it's like as if a switch gets flipped in his head whenever it comes to you. He can do a little disembowling, a bit of bone breaking here and there, but he strongly refuses to harm you outside of marking you with his teeth and claws and your existence is such a delight to him and every time you praise him you're only fueling his obsession over you

If you put defiance he will find it amusing, go on, bite him, punch him, kick him, you are such a feisty little thing aren't you? He laughs at your useless attempts and can only find them cute but if you cross his limits he will break everything around you, furniture flying across the room, claw slashes across the walls and despite not wanting to hurt you, he actually loves seeing you cry

#dislyte #dislyte x reader #leon dislyte #freddy dislyte #leon vali #freddy fenrir #👁️👁️ #x reader

[aquanova99]

hey i dont know if this is triggering but what would the egyptian coven and denali coven do if their mates have sh scars and they feel so insecure about them

im having a hard time and i would love some headcanons

I’ll do Egyptian coven, if you would like another coven I can totally do that with a separate request!

Okay as someone who has done this and gone through it, I want you to know that I am so sorry you’re going through a hard time. I truly hope it gets better soon, please stay strong 🤍

I will put a line break in case this is triggering for some people. However something that I have learned through therapy is that our triggers are not anyone else’s problem. No one has to change or filter their life for you. We all have to accept our life journeys can be very different. Okay enough with the preaching Aqua on to the headcanons

Amun

I feel like everyone would think he is going to lecture you because he is so overprotective over you and his family as a whole

It’s not something you can hide forever unless you’re turned before you meet them and even then we are going to ignore canon for this, bc I think scars are beautiful

Anyways I would say this would be when you’re laying in bed. You were both just relaxing when you start to get up and stretch. You shirt or sweater slips enough for him to glance at it

You catch his eye and pull the sleeve back immediately but he grabs your arm somewhat firmly but it’s mostly gentle and it’s from a place of concern and starts to pl the sleeve back to see how far the damage goes

You are bracing yourself for a lecture at this point but as he’s holding your arm in one hand he begins to run over the scarring with his thumb before bringing your wrist/arm up to his mouth and kissing it

You ask him if he’s mad but he shrugs and says that those are reminders of how strong you actually are and how far you’ve come

*cue tears* holds you tightly and kisses the top side of your temple. He won’t say anything else on it unless you are ready to talk about it

Kebi

Silent

Dead silent

She stares at them for a while, when she knows you noticed her staring it’s clear you aren’t very comfortable talking about them or showing them off so she just doesn’t say anything.

But because she desperately wants to talk about it she doesn’t say anything at all for a while.

You for whatever reason start to apologize and she will cut you off immediately

Basically she says that you’re safe with her and to not even think about trying anything like that. Tries to do in a way that sounds like she’s teasing

But you both know she’s dead serious and wants you to be safe

Benjamin

Wants to cry when he them sees tbh

Wishes you had someone you could have turned to that kept you away

Depending on how deeply you’re concerned will depend on his reaction. If you’re more of a “don’t look I hate them” vibe he’s going to try and make you laugh

“I don’t need to hide all of the sharp things from the house right?”

But if you look close to a panic attack because he was able to see them he won’t say anything besides asking what he can do

“I just wish they would go away”

Done.

He’s gotten a bunch of art things and is tattooing and adorning your body with the most beautiful and intricate artwork

He won’t say anything but he feels like he isn’t doing a very good job as a mate because you are obviously uncomfortable with showing him that part of yourself

While he knows it’s not solely on him he definitely is extra gentle in how he jokes and treats you for awhile

Tia

Probably the one to least dance around the subject

“Just show me.”

If you say it makes you uncomfortable or you aren’t ready she will understand but she doesn’t see a need to hide from her she thinks you’re beautiful anyway

She will literally just say “you’re not going to do this again?”

You: “no?”

“Good.”

And she will literally never bring it up again. She figures when you’re ready you’ll talk to her.

#aquas asks #egyptian coven kebi #egyptian coven tia #egyptian coven amun #egyptian coven benjamin #twilight egyptian coven #egyptian coven imagine

[jackienautism]

Literally hate that dedue, the only dark skin team mate you get is so sub servient to a white male character and I feel like no talks about this,

hmm you're. absolutely right. i never actually thought abt it like that before. it really DOES give off white savior type shit... i know dimitri's whole thing is trying to get dedue to FINALLY see him as an equal, but youre right. the implications of it are very... bad. esp when it couldve been ANY other character in the game, but they chose to pick the black man? esp ESP when lorenz in one of the beginning chapters says that some nobility bullshit probably is even worse than slavery? like. lets be for real

also? i never rly thought abt it until now but like. of COURSE the regions outside of fodlan (almyra, duscur, etc) all have some sort of .... conflict for lack of a better word w/ the white man from the church right? of course theres people LIKE ingrid in faerghus that disdain people of duscur due to what happened. and of course people of the alliance are weary of almyrans too. LIKE. of COURSE realistically racism is going to exist, but to have both places have such huge conflicts and be portrayed as the "Evil" towards the primarily white area is a bit ............. bad. it's bad. fire emblem needs to be better. adding one person of color per house isnt going to magically make the game's own racism disappear. doesn't matter how much "discussion" they have surrounding it either, theres still bias and prejudice seen in the game itself

like they rly gave petra an irish last name? making people doubt that brigid is most certainly inspired by polynesia? they clearly did their research when designing her, so why didnt they do more when naming? it just doesn't make any sense.

and with shamir? she's from dagda but... what IS dagda meant to be? they just say shes from a foreign place and refuse to elaborate. but i suppose that's just petty of me to bring up, its just somethign that's always bothered me

and you're right that no one really talks about it. /I/ certainly havent seen much discussion surrounding it, but then again i dont necessarily go out of my way to search for it. but yeah. it deserves to be criticized

and maybe all that i talk abt doesnt even matter or its not a big deal or whatever but like. whatever man. i sometimes just want people of color to just exist in my silly fantasy video game. without Racism and the change everyone has to go through being their like. main arc

#mine #text #asks #anon #fire emblem #fire emblem three houses #does any of this make sense? sorry if it doesnt #and sorry if its not even something to make a fuss over. i just. idk #i love fire emblem so much but they have such a long way to go lmao #esp seeing that their company ISNT white! #they obv have light skinned privilege (as do I) but. yeah #they included japanese characters quite nicely in fates #but of course once it comes to the darker skinned characters. all hell breaks loose #my FE tag #FE #FE3H #my thoughts

[disneyanddisneyships]

Chapter 45 part 1! @gyubby99

"Elsa had always wanted kids," Jack muttered. "We never even got the chance to get married," he stated. "Shes one of a kind. I reccomend you go for it mate," Bunny stated. Jack smiled at him before Elsa walked up with Sophie, asleep in her arms. "Shes out. I should probably take her home," Elsa spoke softly. "Let me do it," Jack stated. "No Jack. We need you here in case pitch comes back!" North replied. "Teust me! I'll be quick as a bunny!" Jack replied. Elsa smiled. "Puns aside. Fine. Be careful okay?" Elsa stated as she handed Sophie off to Jack. "Aren't I always?" Jack asked with a smirk. "Jack frost I swear-" Elsa began. "Alright alright. I'll be right back," Jack murmured before kissing elsas cheek and taking off to where Sophie lived. Baby tooth flew with him as well.

Jack snuck into Sophie's room and began putting her on her bed, however it proved to be difficult when the little girl wouldn't let go of him. When she finally did, and Jack and baby tooth turned away, Sophie fell off the bed. Her mom called out to her and quickly Jack threw down a blanket and a small stuffed animal before he and baby tooth went back out the window. "We should get back!" Jack muttered. He looked up. He could hear someone. It sounded like elsa. "Jack!" It yelled. "That voice, I know that voice," Jack muttered before turning and flying toward it, baby tooth quickly after. Jack stopped on a roof of a house. "Jack?" The voice said again. Jack flew after it until he was in the middle of the woods. In a clearing was an old abandoned bed. Jack started to walk up to it before baby tooth pulled the hood of his jacket the opposite way. "Dont worry. Theres.. theres still time," Jack stated as he waved baby tooth off. He got closer to the bed. Underneath it was a dark pit. Jack used his staff to break the bed enough so that he could fit through to go down. When he hit the ground, it was dark and eerie. Baby tooth sqeaked in alarm and began pulling Jack even more. "Baby tooth-baby tooth! I have to find out what that is! Its-" Jack trailed off as he looked around him. Cages. Everywhere. Jack flew up to one of them and inside was almost if not more than 100 toothfairies. Jack quickly opened the cage. "Cmon what are you waiting for?" He asked. All the fairies did was squeak. "You can't fly..." He realized. "Jack!" The voice again. Jack looked down. And there they were. All of the memories. Jack hopped down and started trifling through all of them to find the one he was searching for. Him. "Looking for something?" Came pitchs voice from behind Jack. Jack shot ice at it. Pitch laughed and Jack took off trying to find him. "Dont be afraid Jack. I'm not going to hurt you," pitch explained. "Afraid?" Jack asked as he slid to a stop on a stone bridge where pitch stood. "I'm not afraid of you!" Jack stated. "Maybe not. But you are afraid of something," pitch replied. Jack continued his approach. "Is that so?" He asked. "I know so. It's the only thing I always know," pitch replied as he turned to look at jack.Jack. "peoples greatest fears. You have two. At the top of the list is losing your beloved, and at the bottom, you're afraid that no one will ever belive in you," pitch stated. Jack stops walking as he's filled with panic. As the room fills with darkness, Jack falls down, hitting the ground. He searched for his staff, finally finding it. He looks around. Jack is back to where he started.

[deepwoundsandfadedscars]

.

#who wants to move to a medium aized town in canada and be my house mate #i really like living alone but goddamn #I'm getting by but literally all my paycheck goes directly back into house payments and bills #i get nothing left over for any sort of personal use #getting a house mate is probably the way i need to go but i dont trust any fuckers that live in this town already #i need someone who's either lgbt or a definite ally #cause I've done the whole living with someone who doesnt accept me and i cant talk to about that sort of stuff #and it fucking kills me #i want to feel safe and accepted in my own home and i don't know anyone around here who would give me that #also must like cats but not have any pets coming with cause i have two cats and they already dont get along #if we arrange stuff right you could probably have an entire basement to yourself #kee speaks #this is half joke half serious

[womanofsubstances]

saturn in the houses

lessons to be learn, recognizing your fears 

saturn is usually associated with parts of your life/personality that you take very seriously. this planet delays things, sets restrictions, limits, and therefore makes you learn hard lessons. also, the house of karma

if you dont know in which house your saturn is in, click here put your birthday data and then if you don’t understand the wheel, just click on “animate chart” and there you have it

saturn in the 1st house

if you have saturn in the 1st house you are a very rule and discipline-follower person, unless you have your saturn in aries. you were probably that kid that would get home and immediately do their homework, you wont give yourself a break unless you finish a certain task before. Everything your parents and teachers told you to do, you would do it, always following their guidance and seeking recognition for your actions and acts of service for them. The problem with having saturn in this house, is that you may have a hard time separating your identity as whole with the expectations of other people. you fear not meeting up to people's expectations of you, (especially parents) because everyone sees you as this very disciplined person with a lot of structure and rigid mindset. You feel that you are way too mature for the people who you should be surrounded by, like your classmates, work mates, people from your age etc.. and thats why you may feel more confortable and understood with older people. you could end up dating/marrying someone older, but be careful because this relationship could turn sour and lose all the fun and passion it once had.  they are serious people, closed and difficult to get close to. Because they are very mature, they are able to struggle with feelings rationally and objectively.  As time passes by, you realize that the person you used to be (very disciplined) is now becoming the opposite, you find yourself asking “who am i, really?” “i dont recognize the person i used to be”.

saturn here is teaching you a lesson, you came to this world to work on the wounds surrounding your identity. you must know that claiming your true self without the sayings of more “dominant” people around you is a long process, and a lesson that needs to be learned. you´re an old soul, you have to find yourself beyond the struggles, burdens and hardship

saturn in the 2nd house

if you have saturn in the 2nd house, you felt extremely restricted in your childhood, you could have gone through a lot of poverty, and even if thats not the case, you had that mindset. your parents could´ve been really strict with you, and you may have felt that the people who were supposed to love, nurture and protect you, were actually the opposite, very distant. Even if you had, extremely good education and surroundings, you have a lot of “failed” events in your life, such as relationships, work, friendships, and financial matters. You have so much fear in your heart, you fear that nothing will ever work out in your favour, you fear that people will be living their best lives while youre drowned in burden and misery. you fear loss. A person who goes through this much, will find comfort in material matters, and be too dependent on anything related to money and possessions.

saturn here is teaching you a lesson, and this is for you to build self confidence on a solid foundation. don't over spend, take your money very seriously, don't go out and about doing whatever you want with it because you need momentaneum security and confort, this is what saturn is trying to teach you in this lifetime.

saturn in the 3rd house 

Whoever is born with Saturn in the third house knows how to separate what is good from what is bad, what is right from what is wrong. You are a very serious person and have a very structured mental awareness. You probably have a great desire to study and deepen your knowledge. Since the third house represents siblings and if you do, in fact, have siblings, you may not have the best relationship with them, they may attack you a lot for no reason, you guys may only reconcile later in life. you are a slow learner, you need an extra effort to actually focus when it comes to studying, your grades may be lower in comparison to the rest of the people around you, but that doesnt make in any way, shape or form less worth that others.   This placement could indicate a lonely childhood, you felt restricted when it comes to speaking your truth, you could be an extremely socially anxious person, and for that reason, your mind is filled with things you wish you could have said. you missed out on so many opportunities in your life due to your fear of speaking up, of putting yourself out there. you have a lot of trouble with stating your opinion, verbally speaking but when it comes to your written word, you have a lot of greatness in there. its almost as if the universe makes fun of you, you feel the need to speak faster, speed up so when you talk, people will find you interesting but that gets exhausting.

saturn here is teaching you a lesson, and this lesson is to speak your truth, saturn wants you to not be afraid of your own thoughts, to get through your fears. you have greatness in you, now it's your time to claim it.

saturn in the 4th house

if you have Saturn in the 4th house, your home environment has always been a prominent issue for you. with this placement its given great importance and focus to origins and the family nucleus. However, in your childhood, you may have experienced a lack of affection or emotional support from a parent. when you were younger you could have felt the urge to ask your mom “do you love me?”, always fearing her answer. You may have been born in an emotionally rigid environment due to one of your parents or without the desired structure. this parent it's not always the mother, but also the father. you could have an emotional distance from your dad without even realizing. you are too dependent on other people to make your own decisions. you always seek validation in every move you make, you need to feel emotional supported by others since that may have been lacking in your childhood. with this placement, a decade can go by and your mom is still going to have a lot of weight in your life, either she is physically present or not. its important that people with this placement search for comfort and validation, not in other people, but in themselves. you feel like a bottomless bag in search of affection, saturn in the 4th house leaves a gap when it comes to family issues.

saturn here is teaching you a lesson and it is, to look for validation within you, you don't need the approval of other people. you are being asked to find balance within your family issue.

saturn in the 5th house

if you have saturn in the 5th house there’s this on-going fear of “i will never be enough”. there is a chance that this may have been caused due to childhood trauma, either having persistent figures in your life being extremely judgmental of you, criticizing you, the list goes on. there is a bigger underlying issue here, why are you walking though life in a shell? you created this so no one can criticize, judge and attack you. your comfort zone is in this place where no one can reach you emotionally, even in relationships you can be very cold and distant and not provide your partner with that much affection. underneath all this fear, insecurity, cod and distant temperament, is a wonderful person filled with sensitivity and warmth. no one truly knows your heart. i think that we can both see your intimacy issues, right? you may never even think about doing something that you’re sure you’re perfect at because of your fear surrounding failure and having others judging you. question yourself why are you always saying that people never truly value you when you’re the one creating that space and distance between you and someone who wants to see beneath the surface. life won’t manifest itself the way you want it to until you’re the one doing the changes and moving towards a better you, a better future.

saturn here is teaching you a lesson, and it is to let go of this fear surrounding yourself and others, open up your heart and mind and let others explore it with you.

saturn in the 6th house

if you have saturn in the 6th house you're an extremely hard-working person, people admire you for your self resilience and ability to be independent. all this amazing characteristics that you have come from a not so good place. you fear failure, you fear getting left behind, you fear being left in the dust. the thing is, you set yourself so high, it feels like you're in constant competition with yourself only, because no one else is competing against you. not knowing when it's time to take a break from this mindset will get the worst out of you, you may not be able to see it, but maybe your friends or family have said that you're too caught up in your work that you dont have time for anything else. it feels like nothing is ever enough for you, you always want more and more so you can obtain a certain feeling of security and comfort, but that feeling never comes. perfection doesnt exist, there is no point in your life when you are gonna be able to say “i've made it '' because the road never has an end for you.

Saturn here is teaching you a lesson, and it is to learn how to take care of yourself, learn how to sit with yourself and not worry about failure, learn how to value your accomplishments without thinking they are not good enough. it's important to understand why you're so critical of yourself  as well

saturn in the 7th house

if you have saturn in the 7th house, you have a lot of work to do when it comes to love and relationships. you are easily consumed by the connections in your life (especially romantic), you love so hard that people can be scared by that and run away. you're extremely loyal to those you care about and you expect that from them too. there's an underlying issue here and it is that you completely lose yourself in love. (TW drugs)  it's like a drug, once you have it you're completely addicted to it, and when it ends you just go and look for more so you can feel fulfilled, in cases where you can't find it you start to feel depressed because you're not comfortable alone, because you haven't found home and comfort within you. there is also 2 other big issues here and one of them is this ongoing search for the “perfect” relationship and the “perfect timing”, you have incredibly high standards when it comes to who can be your partner, and in addition to that you never feel like it's the right timing to be in a relationship. the second big issue is your ability to question “why does no one love me like i love them” “will i ever find someone who loves me as much as i love them?”.

saturn here is trying to teach you a really big lesson and it is to learn solitude. you can't be so dependent on your relationships, there is no such thing as the “perfect” relationship and “right timing”, relationships are built, not found, the timing is right the second you feel, the second you love, and the second you let yourself open to the bad sides of it. stop blaming yourself every time something goes wrong in your love life. also, ask yourself this question “they dont love me as much as i love them or am i just too dependant on this relationship and cant imagine my life without them while they are just loving me and are ok with the idea of us breaking up?”

saturn in the 8th house

if you have saturn in the 8th house, past wounds still affect your present life to extremes. you have a lot of repression surrounding intimacy and love due to what happened in your childhood and past relationships. there is an extreme fear of abandonment in this placement and this may take a huge toll on you, making you do certain things out of fear of rejection. when someone breaks up with you you don't usually say “they broke up with me” but instead, “they abandoned me”. “home” to you may have never been a place, but instead a person, once you hold on to someone you can hardly see your life without them. you are very suspicious of everyone and can see the world as an ugly place full of people with bad intentions and thats why you barely trust anyone. there could be an intense urge to suddenly run away every week or so. your mind is a dark place, you always prepare yourself for the absolute worst scenarios as a coping mechanism, because then when change happens you can say “i knew this was going to happen” “i saw it coming”, you prepared yourself for it so you could have a sense of control. A huge problem for this placement is resistance in change. you fear transformation because you have no control over it, either change occurs for the best or the worst. you hate having no control, you can feel the world slipping through your hands without you being able to do anything about it and you hate it.

saturn here is teaching you a lesson and it is to let go of control, trust the universe, transformation opens your heart and mind for growth, even if in the moment it seems like your world is falling apart. Also, your ability to trust others is too far gone to be seen, saturn here wants you to free your hands and let others grab it to show you the beautiful things that will arise in your life.

saturn in the 9th house

Saturn in the 9th house individuals love covers topics such as advanced ideas, expanding personal horizons, philosophies, and the higher mind. you are a very thoughtful person. The ninth house contemplates the individual's philosophy of life, the perception of reality and their reaction to new ideas. People with this position may have lived with well-defined rules and values throughout their lives. you could have a very distant relationship with your father, not necessarily a bad one, but just very distant. since you are someone that reflects a lot on various topics, you may actually struggle with overthinking, you fear being a bad person, you fear having bad morals and life philosophies. you are too caught up in your mind and ideas, and that could translate into a really closed off person and mind, its almost like you feel stuck in your own mind, your mind feels like a prison.  

saturn here is trying to teach you a lesson, and it is to break free from your mind to obtain freedom.

saturn in the 10th house

if you have saturn in the 10th house, you learned from a very young age that every action you make has its own consequences. this placement could go in 2 directions, either you are incredibly hard-working, but you also know that everything you want wont come easily to you as you feel that you need to work 10 times harder than anyone, or you have set these big goals for your life but are waiting for some kind of miracle to happen for them to come truth. The truth is, no one is going to fight for you, stand up for yourself and run for your dreams, these type of people tend to only succeed later in life. However, more than success, you want to be respected and valued by everyone, i know how aware and careful you can be of the image you convey to others. you put a lot of responsibility on your shoulders because you feel failure, the idea of not succeeding terrifies you and that's why you never feel proud of yourself. you always want to make sure that everyone sees what you're doing, to prove your worth. the truth is that you are the only person that needs to know your worth, sure people perceiving you the way you want and as someone who has all their life together feels amazing, but do you really have your life together? Are you truly happy?

saturn here is teaching you a lesson, and it is take a step back and find what success truly means to you in your own eyes, not in other people's eyes. learn how to appreciate all you have accomplished, and find value within you.

saturn in the 11th house

if you have saturn in the 11th house, you prefer having deep and committed connections in your life, other than superficial ones. you have a lot of maturity and that's why you tend to only have older friends. you don't like to show off your life, you are the type of person to be a millionaire but nobody knows, because showing off material possessions makes you uncomfortable and you view it as not necessary at all, you would never flaunt what you own. with saturn in the 11th house, you fear losing yourself in the collective. you fear not standing out in the crowd, not making a change, not being remembered by the amazing person you know yourself to be. you fear not making a difference in this society, also in your friend group, family and work, and for that reason you may have a tendency to have intrusive thoughts and isolate yourself for long periods of time. above all, you fear being someone labeled as anyone, being labeled just like every other person. you work very hard and you know it, but you still have the fear of not being recognized in your unconscious mind. beyond all of this, saturn in this house is quite a powerful and good placement.

however, saturn is still trying to teach you a lesson, and it is to let go of your fears surrounding your value as a person. remind yourself that everybody is unique, and you are no exception.

saturn in the 12th house

if you have saturn in the 12th house you are very anxious, repressed and suspicious, and a person who tends to feel guilty and take the pain of the world for themselves. you will always decide to suffer alone, making your pain invisible to those you deal with on a daily basis. you prefer not to expose your problems to others because you feel an inexplicable guilt in doing so. you can easily set yourself up for failure, because you try to face the world on your own rather than seeking help from others, and this is not healthy. saturn in the 12th house restricts your peace of mind, there is a solitary side to you and an extreme inner loneliness, it doesn't matter where you are or with who you are. Saturn in the 12th house natives have an underlying fear of losing something that compels them to take on more than they can comfortably handle. From a very young age, you felt the world being too harsh on you, it felt like you carried it on your shoulders, not giving you space to appreciate all those years that were supposed to be amazing. due to all this, you always had maturity beyond your years. There is an interesting characteristic to you and the way you deal with chaos, and it is by putting up with composure and a certain detachment that allows you to deal with these situations. you have a lot of secrets relating to your father, or he may have never been that present in your life physically or emotionally. There is an underlying issue really present with this placement and it's the fear of being alone, but you were always able to distract yourself from it, either by being consumed with other people's problems or just by helping them.

saturn here is teaching you a lesson, and it is to grip your weaknesses, learn to conquer your unconscious fears, and set realistic boundaries for yourself. don't get too caught up in your imagination, the world is simply in front of you, face it.

#saturn #astrology #saturn in 1st #saturn in the 2nd house #saturn in the 1st house #saturn in the 3rd house #saturn in the 4th house #saturn in the 5th house #saturn in the 6th house #saturn in the 7th house #saturn in the 8th house #saturn in the 9th house #saturn in the 10th house #saturn in the 11th house #saturn in the 12th house #saturn in the houses #zodiac #astro notes #leo #virgo #pisces #aquarius #cancer #capricorn #sagittarius #aries #libra #taurus #scorpio #gemini

[darkxlya]

House of Sky and Breath

First read freak out

*heavy spoilers*

Ruhn&Lidia obvious mate stuff right there

Day/Lidia stuff? Called it from the moment she stepped foot inside that bar and he described her as the most beautiful woman blablabla

Ruhn's form was Rhys-like

"Day's" was Aelin-like

Not in a weird way tho, didn't feel like Rhys and Aelin, just the presentation of powers had similarities

Viper Queen might be Valg, or something close to it

Tharion is now blood sworn to that creature, that'll come back to bite his ass

Urd sounds very close to Wyrd

Cthona & Mother & Three Faced Godess???

Luna and Nesta?? The fae queens in TOG???

I need answers, my mind is going everywhere

I SWEAR TO FUCKING GOD AMREN

The way she presented her "true form" in acowar resembles firstlights descriptions

Hunt as a slave again and possibly/probably Ruhn and Baxiam too is a fucking crime

Can't wait to see his full powers unleashed, there's been a lot of buildup

THE FACT THAT THE ASTERI DUMBASS SAID THAT THE STAR ON BRYCE'S CHEST IS A BEACON AND IT TOOK HER RIGHT TO VELARIS MY FUCKING GOD

Rhys looking like Ruhn holy fucking shit that's all the conformation i fucking NEEDED cause I've been picturing them alike

FURY LOOKS LIKE AMREN WHAT THE FUCK i don't know which of them that explains better but it makes perfect sense

I look forward to finding out EXACTLY how Amren relates to the Asteri because holy fucking shit HER DESCRIPTIONS OF HER LIFE BEFORE AND THE WAY THE ASTERI GO AROUND AND THE VALG KINGS holy shit are they the masters/king idfk she mentioned?! Are the Asteri Valg? HOLY HEL

I'm freaking out; i screamed the moment Az showed up and haven't calmed dow yet

TRUTH TELLER AND STARSWORD AAAAAAH I THOUGHT I WAS FUCKING CRAZY WHEN I SAW THE COLOR SIMILARITY I THOUGHT THE OTHER KNIFE WOULD BE SOMEWHERE ELSE holy fucking shit the fucking Horn MY GOD THE STARSWORD IS LITERALLY GWYDION FUUUUUUUCK

Bryce and Nesta teaming up oh gods the stars they both bear

AZ TAKING BRYCE TO THE TOWN FUCKING HOUSE SMELLING LIKE FLOWERS AND BREAD?!?!?!?! HELLO??????!!!!doesn't confirm stuff but still

I need to sleep

It makes perfect sense to set cross world enemies as an excuse to make the characters themselves cross said worlds

Are Erawan's siblings coming to play? Is this what's going to bring TOG into it? Being a world that successfully banished/killed Valg?

I get it now why she hasn't said much about the next acotar book

I swear to god, this wait will be the death of me

Now I'm wondering where the hell Sarah's going to continue this on; is the next acotar going to continue this arc? Are we waiting for the next cc? A Tower of Down type book? IS AELIN COMING TO THE FUCKING PARTY?

Edit: ok sjm said cc3 is coming before acotar5 and i dont know what to think, i need them both and can't function this is going to be a long ass wait

#house of sky and breath #house of sky and breath spoilers #sarah j maas #sjm #sjm books #sjm fandom #acotar fandom #sjm spoilers #spoilers #cc2 spoilers #cc hosab #tog fandom #bryce quinlan #rhysand #amren #acotar theory #acotar spoilers #acotar books #crossover #aelin #crescent city fandom #crescent city 2 spoilers #crescent city spoilers #crescent city 2 #crescent city #cc hoeab

[enderwoah]

AYUP, ORIGINSMP HEADCANONS ‘ERE BECAUSE I LOVE THEM!:

Ranboo

any seven-footers in chat??

literally is cared for by everyone

wilbur warning him that it’s raining up on the surface when he’s in a cave? phil telling him not to mlg water bucket?? the entire server collectively decided “this. this we must protect.”

mans makes the little vwoopy noises when he’s excited

he messes with the particles a lot, waving his hand through them and making them swirl

determined to make his and niki’s forbidden friendship work

has sworn that one day he’ll figure out how to visit niki’s house

oh yeah phil low-key adopted him

it just be like that sometimes

Jack

mans is LOuD, ANGRY, AND ON! FIRE!!

yes his hair WILL explode into flames like disney!hades when he gets super mad no i dont take critisism

he doesn’t actually get cold when he gets sad as one would expect

he just gets hotter and hotter as emotions grow

only time you’d ever find him cold is if he just didn’t care anymore.

but he’d be a broken, broken man before that happend!

often hides under trees with ranboo when it rains

(if anyone on the smp ever needs wood, they go to one of those two. they have literally every kind. in excess.)

similarly, they make fun of wilbur and niki (lightheartedly and jokingly, of course) being in the water when it’s daytime

which is fair because they make fun of those two in the rain

Niki

glub glub mfer

sis is somehow useless with a bow and arrow but will absolutely murk you if you give her a trident

basically kins ariel

has a collection of above sea-level stuff wilbur has given her

uses them to decorate

determined to visit jack someday

GETS A TAIL IN WATER NO I DON’T TAKE CRITISISM

has fins and gills

the whole shebang

and just for funsies -- is an angler fish hybrid

has the cool light thing coming from her hair and her teeth are super sharp

watch out!! she’s always armed and always dangerous!!!

Tommy

oh he is so salty about the tiny wings

CONSTANTLY bugs phil about how to make his wings bigger

“you cant mate that’s just how you were born”

“I’LL FIND A WAY, MARK MY WORDS.”

(he won’t find a way)

phil’s son

obviously

glides instead of flies and is really good at it

could probably beat an elytra course better than phil tbh

can actually hold his breath underwater for a helluva long time

mans has to sleep super high up and the atmosphere is suuuper thin so he’s used to not having a ton of oxygen

visits niki and “pollutes” her pond a lot

(he always cleans up afterwards and brings her cool stuff)

EDIT: I FORGOT TO ADD

HE SQUAWKS!!!

IF YOU SCARE HIM HE WILL GO BIRD MODE

I WAS GONNA SAY “DONT TEST HIM” BUT ACTUALLY DO IT’S VERY FUNNY

and he gets super embarrassed abt it afterwards

Tubbo

hard man

has funky fresh purple scale things that he can grow in combat to cover more of him

can manifest items out of thin air

just

no inventory pull up, they just appear

offers himself as a punching bag to people a lot to blow off steam

it doesn’t hurt

ever

it hurts their knuckles more than him

even playfully punching him is a pain, good lord

Wilbur

ghostbur is very happy to be alive again! :)

wilbur has been dead, dead for quite a bit now

he genuinely is just a phantom

the phantoms that come at night are just people that have been dead for over 500 years

thankfully, wil only died a few months ago, so he still has some time left!

slightly forgetful

not the smartest boy in the bunch

didn’t think to build his house underground when he is literally burned by sunlight

still loves his father and his brother(s) dearly!

niki and him bond underwater a lot during the day

(he’s a ghost, he doesn’t need oxygen!!)

they are literally best friends man

wilbur goes on expeditions purely to get niki things she’s never seen before since she’s water-bound most of the time

t,,,the,,,m,,

Phil

somehow has the most playfully malicious intent when he’s literally more than half the server’s father figure

LITERALLY 4/7

(ranboo, tommy, tubbo, wilbur)

PHIL.

plays pranks on ranboo with the pumpkin heads all the time

much to ranboo’s chagrin

but would literally fight a world for his kids

adopted or not

his wings make his hugs g r e at

he bonds with tubbo and ranboo over this inexplicable feeling of longing

(hint hint: they’re all connected to the end!!)

homesickness for a place they’ve never been...

anyways he also stops everyone from doing stupid stuff

“no ranboo, you can’t mlg water bucket”

“no tommy, yes i know you can jump off of giant towers, no, it’s not a good idea”

“NO tubbo, you CAN’T try and fight an entire raid armourless”

“no, wilbur, stop trying to see if walking in the sun around while wet will stop you from catching on fire, you’ll still melt.”

“i swear to god niki, don’t see how long you can hold your breath outside of the water”

‘NO JACK, STANDING IN THE RAIN DOES NOT MAKE YOU STRONGER”

it’s a 25/8 job, being the collective server’s dad.

#dream smp #yes i added a dream smp reference in there #try and find it!! #philza #philza minecraft #wilbur soot #ghostbur #tommy innit #tommyinnit #tubbo #jack manifold #niki nihachu #nihachu #ranboo #ranboolive #im going to bed it's like 12am lmao #these are all off the top of my head but i love all of them #powers smp #powerssmp #powersmp #hybrids smp #hybridsmp #hybridssmp #idk if we've decided on what to call it #so ill put both!