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linos-luna · 2 months

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Our Doll ❣️🔪 (Pt. 5)

Yandere!Chan x Fem!Reader x Yandere!Changbin

(pt. 4)

Warnings: Yandere! , Smut, Obsession, Stalking

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Our Doll (Pt. 5)

“Hey Binnie, Are you okay?”

Changbin blinked a few times when hearing your question; he didn’t even realize that he was staring off.

“Y-yeah. I’m fine.” He chuckled nervously while rubbing the top of your hand with his thumb. He was feeling guilty. He broke the promise he made to you. Chan knew where you were and that he’s been seeing you. In fact, He was right outside, waiting in the car. And this man was patient. It’s almost been two hours and he hasn’t texted or complained once, completely trusting that his best friend will be coming out with his darling doll when ready.

So far, You’ve had a simple breakfast and now was chatting with Changbin in the living room. It was about moving. You wanted to go apartment hunting soon and you would’t mind Changbin coming along. Actually, you grew to really like him. He gave you all his attention and showered you with love. He was also getting a little better with his obsessive behavior. It was still there and caused some issues but at least he was trying and you actually liked how protective he was. Perhaps you were falling in love… how crazy.

“Doll...?”

“Yes, Binnie?” You replied with a small smile.

Changbin felt your reply sting. You called him that nickname with endearment and he knew that.

“Y-you look very beautiful today.”

“Oh thank you.” You said with a giggle and light blush.

“Um… there’s that new cafe that opened…” he looked down at your hand and squeezed it lightly. “I know we just ate… but maybe we could get some coffee and snack?”

“Oh sure!”

He nodded and gently rubbed you cheek. “Y/n… You’re the most perfect woman in the world… practically a living doll.”

It was a sweet sentiment and you couldn’t help smiling. “Well… you’re not too bad yourself.”

Before he could say anything else, you leaned in and gave him a quick kiss on the lips. “Lets go to the cafe now.”

Changbin nodded and stood up, still holding your hand before sitting back down.

“Y/n... baby I…” he stuttered, unable to make eye contact with you. “I-I have something to tell you…”

“What’s wrong?”

“You know… I-I made a promise to you… to keep you safe…”

“Yeah…?” you grew suspicious, feeling uneasy by his tone and demeanor.

“A-And I love you!” He held both your hands tight. “B-but I… Please don’t be mad…”

“What did you do…?”

“Y/n, I love you! You know that b-but I had to!”

“Changbin…” you paused, biting you lip. “Y-you didn’t… tell—?”

“I did!” He interrupted.

“How could you?!”

“N-no! You see I had too!” He panicked as you pulled away from him. “Chan is may best friend! A-and he loves you too! He just wants—!”

“I don’t care what he wants!” You cried while standing up quickly. “Y-You betrayed me! I-I thought you loved me!”

“No no, Y/n!” He said while also standing, tears forming. “I do love you!”

“Then why did you do that?!”

“I just—… I-I—…” He stuttered. “He’ll be gentle! H-he won’t hurt you, I promise! We just wanna—!”

“He’s outside… isn’t he...?” You asked solemnly.

“Y/n…”

“And to think… I was starting to fall in love with you…” you sighed while looking down, tears rolling down your cheeks.

Changbin felt your words like a stab to the heart. You were right; How could he do this?

In this moment, he had to make an important decision… the most important one he’s ever made: His best friend or the love of his life.

Chan has been his best friend for years! They were practically brothers. Heck, he only knew of you because Chan would show him pictures. But you… well he truely believes that you are his one and only love. His soulmate. His perfect little doll.

After the internal argument, he made a decision… and someone wasn’t going to like it.

“Y/n—’

“No Changbin, I don’t wanna hear it…” you sighed while wiping tears.

“No, y/n.” He grabbed your hand. “I’m not taking you to Chan.”

“W-what?”

“I made a promise to protect you… and… I’m gonna do just that…”

You looked at him a bit confused. Why would he tell his friend where you were only to back out just now?

“I-I love you… and I have to protect you… I have to protect my precious Doll…” He said while lightly squeezing your hand. “I won’t let him get you…”

“But if he’s outside… How are you supposed to of that…? We’re basically trapped here.”

The man bit his tongue while thinking about it. You’re right. But he had to think of something.

“Where’s the building’s parking garage?” He asked suddenly.

“Basement level? The elevator and stairs to get there are down the hall, just 2 doors down.”

“And how many exits and entrances are there?”

“Two but either way you go, It’ll lead to the same main road…”

It was hard for Changbin to think clearly at the moment but he needed to have a plan. “How about—?’

A sudden knock at the door had you both jump in place; it was Chan, and he was getting impatient.

“B-Binnie!” You yelped in a loud whisper only for him to cover your mouth before dragging you to the bedroom.

“The window!” He said suddenly while opening and removing the screen from your window. He grabbed some cash from his wallet and stuffed it in your pocket before pushing you. “You need to leave now.”

“B-but we’re on the second floor!”

“Do your best to climb… hide at that gas station. Wait two hours and get on a bus to the next town.”

“B-binnie—”

“I’ll call you in a few hours. We’ll meeting up a-and I’ll take care of you forever!

“N-no Binnie I can’t!” Your heart was racing as you looked out the window and tears formed “P-please no”

The knocking at the front door only got louder.

“O-okay… Hide in the closet. I-I’ll think of something.”

You nodded and hid as he went to the living room, letting his older friend in.

“Binnie, you were taking too long.” Chan grunted. “Where is she?”

“Not here….” He replied bluntly.

“What? Don’t lie to me!”

“Hyung—”

“I’m sick of your selfishness! What kinda friend are you?!” Chan yelled, sounding quite hurt. “I shared with you a beautiful doll, and now you are keeping her to yourself!”

Now Changbin felt even worse, he betrayed his friend. How could he do that??

You could hear all this from the closet. It began to worry you that Chan was going to manipulate him into handing you over.

Much to your surprise, he was actually quiet and you could tell just by his voice alone that Chan was getting irritated.

“Changbin, I swear to god… where is she?” He grunted. “So we could take her home….”

The younger man was silent, only looking down at the floor.

“Changbin!”

“No!” He yelled suddenly. “S-she’s mine! I-I have to protect her!”

Chan was surprised. Heck, Changbin was surprised himself. He’s never yelled back at his older friend before.

But Chan wasn’t amused, instead he pushed his friend out of the way and started looking around, going to the kitchen and the hallway closet. He made his way to your room and Changbin followed, very worried.

You held your breath as he got near the closet. This was really it. You knew in this moment, your freedom was about to be gone. Why fight it?

The door swung open and you were face to face with Chan. He let out a sigh of relief. “I’m so glad you’re safe, babydoll. I was so worried!”

You were expecting him to harshly pull you out and yell but that didn’t happen. Yeah he pulled you out, but instead of yelling, he hugged you tight. And you could’ve sworn you heard some soft weeping. It was a little… heartwarming?

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Eventually you end up back at their house. Dinner was a bit awkward as you silently ate. You sat at the end of the table as the two men sat on each side of you.

Ever since you got back, Chan hasn't let you around Changbin much. The younger man could feel the tense passive aggression in the air. It's been a few hours since you got here and you didn't put up too much of a fight. Of course, that didn't mean you didn't put up any fight. It mostly came out in snarky responses and aversion to advances. You didn't wanna be here and it had you thinking about how to escape again.

Chan was once your friend but now he was just crazy and obsessive. He had no problem with pulling you around like a literal doll although he claimed to love you so much.

Oddly enough, you felt better being around Changbin. The younger man did promise to protect you so it made you wonder if he'd stop his friend from doing anything to crazy.

As Chan cooked, Changbin kept quietly apologizing to you and it made you feel a little bad.

"Im sorry... Im sorry... Im sorry..." he kept whispering. You did your best to comfort him as he continued whispering to himself.

"I'll keep you safe... I'll keep you safe... I promise... I promise..." he whispered, just loud enough for you to hear. It had you tearing up....

It was hard to deny that the food Chan made was actually pretty good, almost euphoric. Have you ever loved a dish this much? It was a bit odd. It wasn't anything fancy and with it you just had a glass of water. It tasted a little odd but Chan said it was just their tap.

“Y/n?”

“Hm?” You managed to get out before slowly raising your head to look at Chan. It was as if time were moving just a bit slower.

“I’m so glad you’re home…” he said while rubbing your hand. “I missed you…” His voice sounded like it had so much emotion in it.

You only stared at him. His smile was very sweet and… loving. Has he always had a wonderful smile?

Changbin touched your other hand as Chan then softly rubbed your cheek.

It was hard to not subconsciously lean into his hand and you were a bit tired. You gave in and seemed to be… relaxed.

“My doll… are you tired?”

‘Oh wow, it’s almost like he read your mind! How did he know?’ You thought to yourself, starting to feel more and more delirious.

“Y/n…? Are you feeling okay?” Changbin asked with a little concern.

“Yeah Binnie. ‘M just… a bit sleepy…” you said before yawning. It was getting hard to keep your eyes open as Chan continued rubbing your hand.

“Just a bit?” Chan teased. “You seem very sleepy.”

“Hmm… maybe I am…” you replied as he held your chin and slowly nodded your head.

“Well then. Would you like to sleep with me tonight?” Chan asked.

You had a small smile as he made you nod again. It felt like you had no control of your muscles.

“But hyung—”

“I think! It’s only fair, right Binnie?” Chan interrupted in a more passive aggressive tone.

“Right…” the younger man sighed.

Chan took you to his bedroom and helped you change, which you allowed because you were tired. You started wondering why you felt so weak, but Chan's sparatic compliments quickly distracted you.

“You’re as beautiful as ever.” He said with a smile. “I missed you so much.”

This only made you blush as he tucked you in, already dozing off.

All the while, Changbin was getting antsy. He already felt guilty for letting Chan get to you but he also wants you to himself. I mean, he was the one who found you and Chan knew just how much he needed you. Chan knew that he couldn’t live without you! But right now he felt punished. Chan was with you in the bedroom doing who knows what!

It bothered him a lot and he couldn’t stop tossing and turning in bed until finally getting up and going to the kitchen. Originally he came for water but then he saw something else. On the counter, disguised as a bottle of ibuprofen, was the mystery drug.

Changbin already knew that Chan had drugged you earlier. But the man always wondered where his older friend acquired such drugs. It was the type to make you drowsy and suggestible.

If this is what Chan was planning, to drug you everyday, well then that was crazy but it got him thinking. Thinking about something that put a smile on his face…

Chan needs drugs to get you to love him. Whereas, you already love Changbin. No drugs required.

That definitely boosted his ego and perhaps he could one day get you back for himself. He wants to love and care and protect you. Changbin believes you are his soulmate— no he knows that you’re his soulmate!

Changbin took some sips of water, smiling to himself as he thought about the beautiful life the two of you will have. He just had to ‘get rid’ of Chan…

Meanwhile, you found yourself asleep in Chan’s arms. You weren’t sure if he put you there or you snuggled close to him but whatever the case, he held you tight, kissing your cheek and whispering praises in your ear. It went from complimenting your beauty to positive affirmations. All leading up to small whispering that had you make small groans in response.

“You’re never leaving me, right?”

“Mm…” you moaned softly.

“There she is… that’s our sweet doll.”

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somanyratsinthewalls · 6 months

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Be Careful What You Wish For

Pairing: Kid x AFAB!reader

Summary: When you drink, you always beg your boyfriend to be rougher with you. Every single time, he says no. He’s afraid he’ll hurt you. After a dry spell, your much larger man obliges your request.

TW: ANGST? Kink communication issue, potential pressure to be into something? Alcohol consumption, Spanking, Rough sex, nipple clamps, improper use of devil fruit powers, sex toy usage, drunk fooling around, Bondage, handcuffs, missionary, unprotected sex, choking, creampie babyyyy, they are in love, Kid loves his lil lady.

Smut Under the Cut (minors DNI you will be blocked)

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*3 weeks earlier*

It was 2 AM and you and Kid had stumbled into his captain’s quarters after a night of heavy drinking with the rest of the crew. He had been pawing at your breasts through your shirt and kissing your neck as he ushered you down the hallway. Finally reaching the door, Kid pushed it open and swiftly pressed your smaller figure against it once it was closed and you two were on the other side. While attacking your lips with his, Kid moves to remove his large, imposing metal arm so it can be out of the way for your love-making session. You pull your head back, breaking the kiss.

“Keep it on…” You pant out at him while cupping his face.

“Dollface you know I can’t… It’ll hurt you… I promise you don’t want that…” He insists as he casts aside his apparatus. He leans down to kiss your lips again. Drunk with need (and alcohol), you roll your eyes and drop the issue for the night. Kid picks you up in one arm and lays your body down on the bed. He pushes your torso up, silently asking you to help him take your clothes off. You assist him slip off your top and shorts, laying back down completely bare for him.

“I will never get tired of this.” Kid says as he slides his hand up your side, marveling at your naked body. “So pretty… and just for me…” His mouth waters at the sight and dives down to kiss you again. Kid slips his tongue into your mouth and you relish in the feeling of his massive body on top of yours, raking your nails gently up his back and into his scalp. You feel his hard dick rubbing into your center as you kiss.

You whine and rut your hips into his to gain more stimulation on your aching cunt. Kid pulls back and chuckles down at you.

“So needy as always, baby. Haha don’t worry, I’ll take good care of you, my little-”

“Choke me.” You interject.

Kid’s eyes blow wide as he stands on his knees on the bed over you. You were in one of your moods again.

“Absolutely not.” Kid leans down to try to kiss your chest to distract you.

“Slap me, then. At least spank me!” You desperately press your core into his, trying to tempt him into humoring your most favorite fantasy. You had a pain kink. You knew that. Kid knew that, but he had never given in. You were so small compared to him. As a pirate, you certainly weren’t weak, but Kid was so frightened that as soon as he acquiesced your request, he might hurt you more than you wanted. He would’t be able to live with that.

“God damnit, Y/n! Stop it!” Kid gripped your hip with his strong, callused hand.

“Oh my GOD, Kid! I’m not a paper doll! I know you’re strong, and THAT’S one of the things that turns me on about you! I LIKE you BECAUSE you’re big and strong! You aren’t going to kill me, I can take it!” You huff and sit up from your laying position on the bed. “I’m a fucking Kid Pirate! I want to get tossed around a little, roughed up a bit! And I KNOW you want the same thing! I’ve heard you with those girls before we got together! I want you to just… let go for once!” You shout at him.

“You aren’t like those girls, Y/n!” Kid spits back at you immediately. “Those whores meant nothing to me. I didn’t care what happened to them. But you…” He grabs your hand in his. “You’re my everything. And I just don’t want to go too far and…”

“Save it. Honestly, Kid? I get it, but save it. If you don’t think I’m strong enough to handle you... then the message is received.” You slip your legs out from under him and off the side of the bed.

“So you haven’t been satisfied in bed with me? Because I’ve seen you squirt enough times to challenge that idea.” Kid is starting to get annoyed with your attitude.

“Kid I love the sex we have, I’ve just been trying to communicate to you that I might have other needs and wants. You’re telling me you’ve never wanted to manhandle me into ungodly positions until I’m crying? You DON’T want me bent over your lap with my ass bright red for you? You’re saying the thought of me walking around the next day covered in marks showing the crew who I belong to doesn’t turn you on?”

Kid blinks at you.

“I’m so done having this conversation tonight. Goodnight, Kid.” You slip your shorts and shirt back on and head towards the door.

“Doll, wait-“

You leave your captain’s room and head back to your own, the one where you rarely slept nowadays. Frustrated, you flopped into bed and tried to fall asleep.

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*now*

“Happy birthday, to you! Happy birthday, to you! Happy birthday dear y/n, happy birthday to you!”

Your pirate crew of oddballs had planned a surprise little get together on the Victoria Punk as a celebration for your birthday. You smiled as you leaned forward, pulled your hair out of the way, and blew out the pink candles on your beautiful birthday cake. You had no idea Killer could bake, but this was a pleasant surprise.

“Thank you guys, it means a lot… but we have more booze, right?” The crew hooted and hollered loudly as Wire poured more shots. Kid was next to you. You had kept up appearances since your argument in his bedroom, and for the most part you were… fine? You got along, didn’t argue, but you hadn’t shared a bed or a kiss in weeks. He was always near you to dispel any rumors throughout the ship that you two had been having problems. You both took two shots that Wire had poured for you. You winced a bit and then laughed.

“Are you trying to make this my last birthday?!” You choke out across the table. Your crew mates laughed. You spent the next few hours drinking and enjoying your party. As the festivities died down, your captain pulled you aside against the wooden wall of the ship.

“I have a special present for you tonight, doll face… want it?” He growled into your ear as he grabbed your hip with his flesh hand. The alcohol in your system was making you forget your argument weeks ago easily.

“Mhmmm…. What is it? Can I have a hint?” You licked your lips and looked up at Kid, who had a devilish smirk on his face.

“Let’s just say…” Kid moves his hand to wrap around your face. “It’s something you’ve always wanted.” His smile grows impossibly wider while staring directly down at you. He squishes your cheeks. “Now, open.”

You part your lips for him. Kid gently, slowly drops a ball of spit from his mouth into yours and uses his hand to close your lips. You clench your thighs and swallow. You moan at his vulgar actions. He was so fucking hot.

“Good girl.” He coos at you. Your eyes roll back into your head. “Let’s go.”

Kid swiftly picks you up and throws your body over his shoulder as he heads out of the dining room towards his captain’s quarters. The few remaining crew members gave you wolf whistles and cheers as you jokingly gave them the Queen’s Wave from your position draped over Kid’s back.

You giggled as Kid swiftly carried you to his chambers on the ship. Before he reaches his door, he gives you a sharp, short, smack on the ass with his hand.

“Oh!” You yelp out, surprised and aroused by the hit.

“I hope you know what you’re in for, you little slut. You’re gonna be a real good girl for me tonight, right, sweetness?” Kid growls at you as he bursts into his room, kicking the door closed behind you both. He tosses your body onto the bed face up as he stands at the edge of the bed looking down at you.

In your horny, drunken state, you giggle up at him.

“Hmmm…. How good are we talkin’ captain? Because I kinda-“ Your voice falters when you look up at the ceiling and see a chain with handcuffs hanging from it, right above the bed in the center. “Woah…”

Kid chuckled.

“It’s gonna be a long night, doll, I hope you’re ready. Strip.”

You begin to reach for the zipper on the side of your party dress to take it off. Impatient, Kid grabs the fabric of the dress right between your breasts with his large metal hand and rips it off your body, leaving the tatters on the bed surrounding your naked form.

“I liked that one.” You pouted up at him.

“I’ll buy you 10 more. Up. Now.” Kid grabs your wrists and pulls you up onto your knees on the bed. He lifts your hands above your head and snaps them into the handcuffs. Somehow, the cuffs were at a perfect height that your arms were suspended above your head and you were left kneeling with spread legs in the middle of the bed. You struggled against your cuffs, wanting to feel his toned body against yours so badly, but you couldn’t move.

“Resisting? I thought you wanted this, hmm? Begging for so long for me to use and abuse your little body… Can’t handle it now that you’ve got it?” Kid slips his jacket off onto the floor, leaving him in just his trousers. He takes his cold, metal hand and wraps it around your whole body, squeezing the steel digits gently into your torso.

“I-I can take it! I promise! I want it so bad!” You whine out and wiggle your hips in his direction. You couldn’t believe your boyfriend had finally agreed to indulge in your kinks. Your nipples were erect and your pussy was becoming slicker by the moment, just looking into his bright orange eyes that were dark with lust.

“Oh you’ll take it, haha! You wanted it, you’ll get it.” Releasing your body with a sinister laugh, Kid raised his flesh hand. Something zoomed across the bedroom and arrived in his grasp. It was some sort of metal chain contraption. “Now hold still, sweetness… oh wait! You don’t have a choice!” Kid laughed again as he approached your naked, helpless form with the metal chain. It was a set of nipple clamps. You gasped. He started fastening the clamps onto your sensitive, erect nipples.

“Oh Kid… fuck…” Your head fell back at the feeling of the cool metal squeezing your hardened buds. Once your captain was satisfied with his work he stood up fully and looked down at you again.

“Fuck, doll… can’t believe how turned on you are by this. Kind of pathetic really…” Kid leaned in and wrapped his human hand around your neck. He pressed gently at the sides, constricting your breath. You let out a high pitched whine. Kid smirked before turning around and walked to his armchair across from the bed and sitting down. He leaned back in the chair and put up his boots.

“Kid… baby! Want you to touch me! Please?” You struggle against your cuffs above your head and try to spread your knees further, so he could get a glimpse of your soaking sex.

“HAH! You think it’ll be that easy? After bothering me for MONTHS to wreck your needy little body? When ALL I wanted to DO was pleasure you? Treat you? Give you all my love? You think I’ll just fuck you that easily? Hahaha, yeah right.” Kid was laughing at you… and it made your cunt gush.

Kid raised his right hand and pulled his fingers into his palm. With this motion, using his devil fruit powers, the metal chain connecting your nipple clamps pulled into the air and towards him. Your nipples were being tugged painfully in your lover’s direction from your bound position on the bed.

“OH FUCK!” You moan out loudly, this sensation new to you. Kid hears your pleasure and drops his telekinetic hold on the chain. He chuckles at your sigh of frustration. He then pulls and tugs at the chain using his powers, teasing you for several minutes. “Want more, my slutty little doll? Want me to touch between your legs? I can see how wet you’re getting…” Kid smiled as he tugged at your nipples more forcefully with the chain.

“YES! More! Please! I need it!” You desperately choke out as he stimulates your sensitive tits.

“Hmm… I don’t think you’ve earned the privilege of my cock yet… so this might have to do…” Suddenly a silver, shiny egg shaped object flew across the room from a drawer to rest against your left thigh. The object began vibrating lowly and you shrieked out in surprise.

“Kid!!” You lurched forward as your body got used to the vibrations against your skin.

“Uh oh… did little girl bite off more than she could chew?” Kid laughs as he slides the vibrator up towards your dripping sex.

“No…” You whisper out as your hair hung in front of your face.

Kid finally pushes the metal vibrator up to your cunt and presses it harshly against your throbbing clit.

"OH MY GOD!” You cry out and your knees tremble against the bed as your torso bends forward. You toss your head back and you shudder your hips towards the toy.

As he moved the vibrator back and forth in a slow, smooth rocking motion on your clit, Kid also resumed his movements pulling at the chain on your nipple clamps. You moaned and squealed loudly under your boyfriend’s hands-free ministrations. You opened your eyes to see Kid in his chair unbuckling his pants and freeing his massive, hard cock. You watch him pump it slowly and release a guttural, primal groan.

“Kid… please… I want it…”

“Not until you cum for me like this, doll face.” Kid’s demeanor doesn’t falter with your begging. You were going to have to work for his dick, he couldn’t let you have it so easily. You were going to have to prove to him how much you loved being treated like a toy, a plaything for him.

You felt the tension in your lower body build under the vibrations on your clit and squeezing of your nipples.

“I’m so close.. I’m right there… Fuck, Kid, I’m gonna-!” Your body seizes forward under the immense pressure of your orgasm. Your juices spill out around the toy pressed against your messy cunt and you cry out in pleasure. After the waves of pleasure cease, you hang limply against your cuffs and pant out heavy breaths.

“That’s a good girl… I guess you really are into fucked up shit, huh? How about you take this cock now, baby?” Kid gets up from his chair and sheds the rest of his clothing as he walks towards you. He reaches you, so close to your face, but out of reach for you to kiss him or feel him.

“Yeah! I can take it!” You breath out, struggling against your restraints.

“I have to admit… you are cute like this… want to feel me, doll?”

“Yes! Yes! I wanna touch you! I need to touch you! I love you so much, Kid! Please, let me!” You beg with tears in your eyes, you wanted to feel him inside of you so badly. He hadn’t even touched you with his hand all night.

“As you wish, my love…” His heart panged, finally reaching that sensitive part inside of him. He used his devil fruit power to remove your cuffs and you flopped down bonelessly on the bed. You whined and whimpered for him.

“Shh… I’ll take you now, it’s ok…” He grabbed your wrists and kissed them soothingly. He laid you back and spread your legs for him as he slotted himself between them on the bed. He lined his weeping, angry cock up with your wet hole. Before he pushed into you, he pressed the crook of his metal hand into your neck and the mattress. As his cold metal squeezed your neck, Kid fully shoved his cock inside of you.

“Kid… Yes…” You squeaked out as he choked you out.

“Holy shit you’ve never been this wet or tight before. You really are a little pain slut! Maybe I shouldn’t have had you wait this long if I knew how good you’d feel on my cock like this…” Kid stutters out as he pounds harder and harder into your pussy.

You felt yourself ready to cum so quickly, it was almost embarrassing… but you felt so safe and comfortable with your captain… The wet glide of his cock in your hungry walls was enough to send you teetering towards the edge again.

“CAPTAIN! Wanna cum again, please!” Tears spilled from your eyes down your cheeks to meet his metal hand around your throat.

“Well since it is your special day, who am I to deny you?” Kid picks up the speed of this thrusts and brings his flesh hand up in the air. The vibrator zooms back to your clit and picks up speed. The combination of sensations was so much, your head was spinning and you couldn’t no longer form a coherent sentence.

“Kid, I- AH!” You squirt and writhe all over your boyfriends thick cock as he relentlessly pounds into you from above. Your orgasm wracked through your body and left you boneless.

“I’m almost there, sweetness, you can take it…” He huffs and puffs as he chases the feeling of your needy cunt milking him of his release.

Oversensitive from your orgasm, you cry loudly and reach out with your hands to grip at his shoulders.

“Take all of it, doll, I know you can.” Kid grunts and releases his seed deep inside of you. He softly whimpers as he grinds his pelvis into yours, riding out the last spasms of his climax. He eventually flops onto you and buries his face in your ample chest. A few minutes of silence and heavy breathing go by.

“Ok maybe you were right about that.” Kid finally mumbles into your breasts.

“I know.” You chuckle and wrap both of your bodies in his red silk sheets. “Told you I could take it.”

“And take it you did, baby. I love you.” Your man nuzzles into your tits and makes himself comfortable.

“I love you too, Kid.” And you both drift happily off to sleep.

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lovebeinaprincessworld · 1 year

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Rough passion - Four

(Felix Volturi x reader)

Masterlist

Parts: 1 2 3 4 5

Another part of this slowly updating series, but as I said before they all have a happy ending so it can be read without all parts being finished!

Description: Felix and you finally try.

Warnings: smut, p in v, fingering, oral (f receiving), cum, bruises and broken beds

3788 words

It had only been a few hours after you two got “married” and you were kind of worked up now, thinking about that this could possibly mean he decided to try and have sex with you. But he hadn’t said anything yet, and you weren’t sure how to bring it up. You were laying on the couch again, some movie playing in the background, but you were just playing with your fingers mindlessly.

“Felix”, you finally got your throat to start working with you, having worked up the courage over the last hour or so. “Mhm”, he hummed, his hand on your waist encouragingly squeezing a little. “Remember like a month ago?”, you were talking like an idiot, how was he supposed to know what you meant. “You have to be a little more specific than that mia cara”, he chuckled and kissed your temple with his cold lips.

“I mean…uhm…when you said we would try…and now that we’re technically married…”, you let the rest of the sentence hang in the air, but going by the smirk on your mates face, he knew what you meant. “Try what?”, he feigned innocence and hummed when you blushed. “Don’t be mean!”, you whined, averting you gaze from his fiery one.

“Sorry love, I just love to see you blush”, he smiled and pulled you a little closer, your body not being able to do anything but relent. “We will try, but before that I will need to hunt tomorrow”, he explained and took your cheek into his hand softly, pulling your still blushing face towards him. The way he smiled down at you already made you want to rub your legs together, but you kept yourself from doing it. You didn’t want to come across as that desperate.

“So tomorrow evening?”, you mumbled, his lips already closing in on yours. He just nodded before sealing your lips with a kiss.

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Felix had left early, he told you he needed to hunt a few towns over to not rouse suspicion and it would take him until it was dark to come back. He wanted to make sure he drank enough, trying to do everything to make this easier. You were actually glad for the time so you could eat breakfast in peace and then right after lunch, you started to get ready.

That included showering, shaving (really neatly too, he could probably see and feel everything and you wouldn’t feel comfortable - eventhough he probably wouldn’t care if you would’t shave as it was a relatively modern concept), brushing your teeth, light makeup, moisturizing and styling your hair and then picking out your prettiest underwear. You made sure not to use anything heavily scented as he didn’t like when he couldn’t smell you.

You were still in the bathroom, a short dress thrown over your lingerie and brushing your hair one last time, when there was gust of wind and suddenly a large presence draped its arms around you from behind. You shrieked, your brush falling into the sink with a clatter and you heartrate was through the roof. “Felix!”, you scolded him, but when he littered kisses all over your neck you were struggling to remember why you even were angry.

“Sorry my love”, he mumbled against your neck, and he could hear your heartbeat calm down a little. “You look so pretty amore mio”, he was really looking forward to trying and seeing how you dolled yourself up had him hard in seconds. He had fed more than needed, just to make sure his thirst was down as much as possible, so he could concentrate on ruling in his strength and not both his strength and his thirst.

You met his eyes in the mirror, and the next second you were on your back on the spacious canopy bed with your muscly mate on top of you. “I told you we would try, but I can’t promise you anything”, Felix looked down at you with his bright red eyes, and you should’ve felt scared with such a dangerous predator on top of you, but it only made your small panties wet. “I know, let’s just try okay?”, you smiled gently and your hands found their way behind his neck.

He nodded and his lips feverishly pressed onto yours, cold but still pleasant and when his tongue softly slipped inside your mouth, you sighed happily, the thought of finally being so close to him making you rub your legs together. Since you were already wearing so little clothes, you started unbuttoning his shirt, glad that he wasn’t wearing anything else underneath. He shook it off once it was open and purred lowly when your small hands started to roam his perfectly sculpted chest and abs.

God, he already had trouble keeping his cool when he felt your warm hands on his body. You were so much smaller than him, and on one hand it turned him on unbelievably but on the other he was scared of hurting you. So he pulled back from the kiss and took a deep unnecessary breath before taking in your slightly panting and disheveled form. You looked like an angel, and his hands seemed to have a mind of their own, wandering up your thighs and waist and pushing your dress up in the process.

You could see his pupils blowing the moment your dress was high enough to show your panties, the lingerie making the tall male speechless and you giggled a little. “Fuck”, he mumbled, completely disregarding your amusement and hastily pulling of the whole dress, throwing it whereever.

His hands were gripping the mattress next to your body so hard he could feel the fabric give in, but the lingerie you decided to wear distracted him so he didn’t really care. This bed would be broken by the end of the night anyway. “Do you like it?”, you were blushing under his intense stare, and he could have cum in his pants at the innocent look you gave him. “Do I…love, you have no idea”, he chuckled, his gaze taking on a more predatory way.

His lips were on your neck in a second, sucking and kissing all the way down to your breasts that were perfectly pushed up by your bra. “All mine, my mate”, he growled against your hot skin, his coldness a stimulating contrast and his possessive words made the slick between your legs grow. His big hand snuck behind your arched back and your bra was gone just as fast as his mouth was on your nipple. You gasped at his sudden and speedy moves, your body reacting violently to your mate claiming you.

He switched to your other nipple, your hand gripping his hair which elicited a groan from him that vibrates against your skin, a shiver running through your whole body. “I’m way more undressed than you”, you panted, he was still wearing his black dress pants and you wanted them off. He didn’t seem to hear you so you pushed at his head with a whine, and he pulled back with a growl, making you shrink a little.

But your instincts seemed to find that primal possessive behaviour hot, and when you got even wetter you could see him inhale and close his eyes in pleasure. “Mia cara you smell so good, can’t wait to bury myself in your tight little pussy”, he looked feral, and you choked on your breath at the dirty words leaving his mouth.

“Please”, was all you could whimper, and he tried to distract himself from pouncing on you by getting rid of his pants like you asked him to. He could see the small wet patch on your panties from where he was kneeling between your legs and he shuffled down so he was laying between them, his face near your pussy. “Can I?”, he was practically vibrating with the need to satisfy his mate, and he couldn’t wait to taste you.

“Yes, yes please”, you were breathless, and his patience was thin, so he ripped the skimpy panties and threw them away, his eyes curiously glancing at your shaved pussy. His fingers glided over the soft skin in wonder. “Did you shave?”, he asked, the neediness slightly dimming down in favor of his curiosity. “Yes, yes it’s a modern thing”, you were growing needy and he snapped out of it when you opened your legs further, your pussy opening up for him and he growled.

He didn’t waste a second, his lips on you before you could even be self conscious about him seeing you like this for the first time. His tongue was cold like the rest of his body, and the feeling of the icy wet muscle sliding against your most sensitive part was making you moan loudly, you were glad there weren’t any neighbors. Your reaction had him gripping your thighs and pulling you even closer to his mouth, not having the need to breathe made him feel like he could just stay between your legs forever.

He was circling your clit with his tongue, the familiar warmth building inside your belly, but never before had it felt this good and this intense - not when you had done it yourself and especially not when previous boyfriends had touched you clumsily. He started sucking on your clit making you twitch slightly and when he took one hand of your thigh and pushed his cold digits into your slick and hot pussy you were a whimpering and moaning mess.

His hand on your thigh was gripping so tightly that you were sure there was going to be a handprint tomorrow, but you didn’t dare complain, he would most certainly stop if you did. His fingers thrusted inside of you relentlessly, curling every now and then and hitting that one spongey spot inside of you and the coil inside of you was on the verge of snapping.

“F-Felix I’m going to-“, you stuttered between harsh breaths and moans and when he growled against you and when you looked down to see that tall and strong man between your legs, his eyes looking up at you completely blacked out, you were pushed over the edge, a sharp cry leaving your mouth and you were clenching around him, your release drenching his fingers.

He was helping you through your high, completely feral and focused on your taste on his tongue, surprisingly the thirst wasn’t bothering him at all, but it was getting harder and harder to rule in his strength. When you were twitching around his fingers, your tight pussy still squeezing him, you whined from the overstimulation and pushed at his head, making him finally pull his fingers out and sit back on his knees.

The sight of his muscles moving underneath his porcelain skin while he was licking his fingers clean, got you all worked up again. What did you do right to have this perfect man about to fuck you. “Please babe, need you”, you were still panting slightly, but some primal instinct was begging to be filled by him and you couldn’t wait anymore.

His eyes widened at your words, his underwear gone in half a second and your eyes were widening slightly at his cock. He was caging you in with his arms and the veiny long dick was rubbing his precum on your lower stomach, it was cold too and the feeling was weirdly erotic. You anticipated him being big, but now that you saw him you were a little worried about it fitting.

Your hands reached out to touch him, but you heard fabric tearing were his hand was gripping the pillow tightly and his other hand shot out to stop yours. He took a deep breath, his eyes almost black now. “If you touch me now, I won’t be able to be gentle mia cara”, his jaw was flexing and he realeased the tight grip he had on your wrist, surely that would be another bruise. Somehow the idea of his marks all over your body made you clench around nothing.

You just nodded in response to his previous statement and instead cupped his cheek gently, pulling him down to kiss him slowly, hoping to calm him down a little. Felix appreciated the kiss, he knew he needed to take a moment before attempting to fuck you, his instincts were on the verge of taking over, the need to fill up his mate nearly forcing him to mount you right away.

When you needed to breathe he pulled back, his eyes softer now, and he pressed his forehead to yours. “You ready?”, he kissed your nose and you had to smile, your hands gripping his large biceps and holding on. “Yeah”, you confirmed and then you felt the head of his cock slipping between your folds, one of his hands gripping your thigh and pulling it up around his waist, the other leg following automatically.

When his dick caught your still sensitive clit your breath hitched, but the he slipped the head inside of you, and his coldness almost immediately soothes the slight sting his size caused in your virgin pussy. That was convenient, you thought in the back of your mind. Both your and his eyes were screwed shut, just taking in the feeling of him slipping deeper inside of you, splitting you open. When his heavy balls finally rested against your ass and he bottomed out, you realeased a breath you didn’t know you were holding. God, this felt so so good.

Felix on the other hand felt like he was going insane, your pussy was so hot around him, sucking him in and squeezing him like a vice. He gripped the headboard, but his hand went right through and it landed on the stone wall behind the bed instead, wood and a bit of stone tumbling to the floor. You gasped, your eyes opening and taking in the vampire on top and inside of you.

You pulled his head down into your neck, and held it there, stroking his hair softly to ground him. “Sorry”, he mumbled against your jaw, his lips brushing against it, making you clench around him. He groaned and you winced. “Sorry”, you repeated him, the irony not lost on both of you and you chuckled.

He braced himself on top of you again after a few more moments, basically mounting you more securely, and you laced your hands behind his neck. His first thrust was tentatively, but your breathless whimper seemed to encourage him, and so he picked up his pace, thrusting into you fast (for your standards - slow for his).

Felix couldn’t believe he went without this perfect pussy for over two millennia, he couldn’t even imagine living without you again, the thought alone making his hips snap harder into you, a gasp leaving your mouth when he brushed your cervix. “Fuck, you’re mine, aren’t you love?”, he growled above you and you nodded desperately. “Say it!”, he barked, lost in his pleasure, and you whimpered quietly.

“I’m yours, I’m yours!”, you sobbed, he adjusted his position and your eyes almost rolled back when he slipped even deeper inside of you, his head catching onto that one spot with every thrust. And damn his thrusts were fast, you were so going to be limping tomorrow.

He was losing it, he could feel you approach your high and he was close to, his control slipping with every thrust. He grabbed onto the post of the bed to ground himself in the moment, but he couldn’t rule in his strength in that movement and the wood splintered, the pole tumbling down to the floor with a loud crash but he didn’t even acknowledge it, his hand just gripping the mattress instead that immediately ripped.

You were too lost in your pleasure to really realize the bed slowly falling to your mates mercy, his body shielding your from any debris. You were so close, his balls slapping against your ass with every thrust, drenched in a mix of your slick and his precum. Felix sensed you needed a little push to cum, and his hand snuck between you, circling your clit roughly, his cock relentlessly abusing your cunt. “Cum for me amore mio, cum for your mate”, he growled, a desperate moan leaving your mouth and after few more thrusts you reached your high, clenching around him and cumming with a sob.

The feeling of you convulsing around him so violently, sucking him in desperately made him snap too, a few more harsh thrusts and he buried himself as deep as you would take him, his balls tightening and his cum spilling deep inside of you. Neither of you noticed the bed giving in underneath you from his harsh thrusts, the mattresses right corner now on the floor.

You were still riding out your high and his cold seed flooding your pussy prolonged it significantly. You were surprised he could spill into you at all, but it felt too good to be claimed by this strong man to question anything.

When you two finally stilled, you were panting and your face felt incredibly flushed, but the vampire on top of you buried his face in your neck and was still. He obviously wasn’t out of breath. Your breath evened out after a minute and your hands started stroking his hair softly, making him basically purr. “Did I hurt you?”, he mumbled and you rolled your eyes with a smile. “No, No you didn’t”, you said with a satisfied smile on your lips.

“I love you”, his deep voice against your neck made you clench around him once more, another groan leaving his lips at that. “I love you”, you whispered and sighed contently.

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You had fallen asleep almost instantly from the exhaustion, only barely noticing Felix pulling out and cleaning you up. The fireplace had already been burning low then, so neither of you saw the extent of the bruises that started to cover your body. But damn we’re you glad Felix seemed to be outside when you woke up, because when you sat up, the sheet falling off of you, there were fingertipshaped bruises on your arms. And you knew if he had seen them, he would have felt so guilty and probably horrified he ‘hurt’ you.

So you rushed into the bathroom (and almost fell because of your wobbly legs) with the sheet wrapped around you and new clothes in hand before he could see anything. You took a shower before throwing on your clothes, the cardigan covering your arms and your pants covering the bruises on your legs and waist. This should work, at least if he didn’t want to fuck you again, then you’d have to turn of the light and pray his enhanced sight didn’t pick it up.

You two had been spending your day in the snow outside and curled up infront of the fireplace, but it was getting late and as you were yawning for the tenth time already, Felix chuckled and picked you up. “Let’s get you to bed”, he smirked and you didn’t complain, you were half asleep in his arms, an agreeing hum leaving your lips.

The bedroom was dark and he sat you down on the edge of the now fixed up bed, speeding to the dresser and back and handing you your pajamas. Your brain was running on low energy, so you’d blame what happened next on that. You stood up yawning, pulling your cardigan and shirt off, and your pants and socks came off next. You were about to unclasp your bra to put the pajama top on, when you felt the atmosphere shift so violently that you were shaken out of your half sleep.

When your eyes were fully open, they immediately zoned in on the bruises on your skin and then snapped up to the terrified look on your mates face. Shit, if you could see them, he could see them even clearer. “Felix”, you reached out for him, trying to comfort him but he pulled back quickly, his body rigid and frozen.

“I am so sorry (Y/N)”, he whispered and you almost didn’t hear him, but the heartbroken look on his face made you panic. This was bad. “Don’t be, please its not that bad!”, you tried to diffuse the situation, but he scoffed angrily. “Not that bad? Not that bad! There are bruises all over your body, god I should’ve never even tried to-“, he was rambling furiously and his muscles were flexing underneath his shirt.

“Felix please”, you tried again, quickly pulling your pajamas on before stepping towards him. “-even attempted this, I knew I’m too strong, I can’t believe I hurt you I-“, he didn’t even listen to you and you decided to take more drastic measures. “FELIX!”, you shouted, your loud voice breaking through his guilt and anger and he shut up immediately. Never before had you raised your voice in his presence, you were always the calm and gentle center in his world.

“Sit”, you basically ordered and sat down on the mattress yourself. You were kind of surprised that the giant and agitated vampire actually did what you told him to, but you guessed it was the shock. He sat next to you, careful to keep some distance between you two. You had none of that, taking his cold hands into yours and scooting closer, a serious look on your face.

“I want you to listen to me carefully okay?”, you were talking softly, trying to catch his eyes but he was looking at your hands instead, so you sighed quietly. “Felix, these are only a few bruises, even sex between humans results in bruises if they’re rough. You trust me don’t you?”, you asked, and finally he met your eyes, his red ones still full of guilt, but at least he had calmed down. “Of course”, he answered right away, making you smile hopefully.

“Then trust me to tell you if you hurt me”, you told him, “because you didn’t hurt me yesterday. Okay? You didn’t, everything was perfect.” He took an unnecessary deep breath, and nodded, making a smile light up your face. Crisis averted. “Also”, you giggled a little and his eyebrow quirked up in curiosity, you scooched closer to him and whispered, “I think it’s kind of hot to have your marks all over me.”

Felix couldn’t help but let out a shocked laugh, his little innocent mate having such dirty and possessive thoughts made him feel better about the situation immediately. “Let’s get you to bed mia cara”, he smirked and pulled you into his arms.

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Hope you liked this filth, leave some love for my underrated boy!! I appreciate all your sweet comments so so much! <3

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imagineandimagine · 2 years

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Playing Pretend

Pairing: Daemon x Reader

Warning: 18+ Sexy content/ I am a huge tease and I’m not even sorry.

Summary: Daemon is frustrated because he wants you but you remain unimpressed to his advances.

You were the royal seamstress but you were mainly known for your quick wit and charm. That is why you were always invited to any balls or important celebrations because you always brought an air of class to any party.

What drove Daemon mad was the fact that no matter how much he tried he could not have you. You remained unimpressed by his flattery and by his lavish presents that he had delivered to your chambers.

During a wedding of one of his cousins he tried to make you jealous by kissing a girl right in front of you but you remained indifferent, turning your back to him. He had never felt such embarrassment before. He shoved the girl away and stormed out of the ballroom, slamming the heavy doors behind him.

Frustrated, he marched into his room and threw the first fragile thing he saw on his nightstand against a wall. He paced back and forth around his room when he heard a crash outside his window. At that moment everything irritated him. “Keep it down or I’ll have your head on a spike!” he screamed out the window.

Two men carrying the wedding portrait looked up, “Apologies my lord!”

That is when Daemon had an idea, “Stop! Where are you taking that painting?”

The painting was hung in one of the main hallways of the castle, Daemon remembered how 30 artists were working on it simultaneously, cursing and bumping into each other as they tried to capture the likeness of everyone that was present at the wedding. Daemon frowned when he saw the way he was portrayed in the painting; he took out a knife and with one swift motion made a huge gash across the canvas. He walked a few steps further -sliiiice- another cut and another and another, when he finally stopped at your painted silhouette. He smiled devilishly and started to slowly cut your image out with great care.

When Daemon got to his room with his prize, he hung your cut out portrait up across from his bed. “This will have to do. For now…” he said to himself as he walked backwards to his bed still looking at your image. He got comfortable on his bed, undid his pants and he stared to touch himself while staring at your painted eyes, your curves, relishing in every slither of naked skin that was visible. He let out a small gasp as precum coated his fingers, he stroked himself as he imagined you catching him like this and looking at him as he pleasured himself, after a while you would undo your own dress as you would join him on the bed. You would be ready for him to possess you, you’d confess how much you wanted him and how he was the only man that could satisfy you. Daemon let out a satisfied grunt as he imagined this, he was getting close when for some reason he started to feel ashamed again. How you would laugh at him if you only knew what he had done and how pitiful he was at that moment. He cursed under his breath in frustration. He was a warrior, a conqueror, he should be king and yet you treated him like any other sleazy suitor trying to court you. There was no way he could finish like this.

He covered himself and called for one of the guards. Daemon threw a coin at the man and told him to bring him a lady of the night and if the guard did it quickly and discreetly he would get another coin.

A few minutes later a girl had arrived, bowing deeply. Daemon closed the door behind her as he looked her over. “Not even close…” he sneered.

“My lord?” the girl asked confused.

“No matter. Put this on.” Daemon said giving the girl a dress that he “borrowed” when he snuck into your chambers that one time.

The girl quickly threw on the dress knowing that she probably would’t be wearing it for too long so she didn’t even bother doing the corset properly. She emerged from behind the bamboo screen and she curtsied “Is this to your satisfaction my lord?”

Daemon was already on the bed with his cock out trying to get himself ready, the moment she came into view he grimaced and gave out an exasperated sigh. He looked around the room when he noticed a doily on his bedside table, he grabbed it and threw it to the girl. “Put this over your face.”

The girl looked confused, “My lord…?”

“Do it.” Daemon said annoyed.

The girl put the doily over her face, pinned the rest into her hair so it wouldn’t fall off and got onto the bed.

“Don’t block my view,” Daemon said gesturing towards the painting.

The girl turned around and through the holes in the doily she recognized you in the picture, “That’s -“

“Shh!” he shushed her.

The girl obeyed, she was there to do a job, no matter how weird. She started to massage his inner thighs first, Daemon swallowed hard and nodded in approval, her skilled fingered started to play along his thick shaft, stroking and teasing his tip with her thumb. Daemon’s eyes remained fixed on what lay behind her as he groaned with satisfaction. She took this opportunity to position herself over his shaft and she carefully sunk onto his full length making him moan encouragingly. She started to ride him slowly; Daemon stared at the portrait as he imagined that you were the one riding him, your tits bouncing in his face as you called out his name, his cock pulsed at the thought, “Such a good girl… so obedient… I knew you would finally give in.” he cooed.

The girl felt like she should respond to these sweet words, ”Does this feel good my-“

Daemon was annoyed again, this praise wasn’t for this girl “Do not speak!” he hissed.

The girl realized what was happening so she was determined to remain quiet from that point on, only letting out the occasional sound of contentment as she could feel her own pleasure building.

“Y/N…” Daemon moaned your name as he thrust his hips, reaching a rhythm that he liked.

He tried to concentrate, staring into your eyes but even your painted image seemed to be mocking him. The girl moaned. Daemon clenched his teeth, what a pathetic substitute for the real thing, the thought of cumming like this was unbearably humiliating, “Get off! Get off!” he screamed pushing the girl off him.

The startled girl lost her balance, in her desperation she grabbed onto the sheets but it did not help as she fell to the floor and landed on her butt with a dull thud.

Daemon covered his face with his hand and hunched over “Just… get out and leave the dress.”

The girl shrugged off the dress and she tried to gather her own clothes quickly as she started moving towards the door.

“Wait.” he said as he took out a small coin purse out of his drawer and threw it at the girl “Not a word about this to anyone.”

The girl nodded sheepishly and gave Daemon a halfhearted curtsy before she scurried out the door.

It was a sleepless night; the shame of what he had done tortured him as he tossed and turned. The next morning he walked to the dining hall with a splitting headache accompanying him.

As he looked around the room trying to decide where to sit Daemon’s eyes met with yours and to his surprise you blushed a deep red before you passed him without a word.

He had never seen you react to him like this, he looked around the room and something seemed to be off, he would often be the center of attention but not like this. People seemed to talk in hushed voices the moment he entered and they appeared to be smiling, stealing glimpses of him and that’s when he realized…everyone knew.

Author’s note: An alternative title to this fic was “Picture this…”

#Daemon Targaryen #daemon #game of thrones #house of the dragon #daemon x reader #lemon

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ventingfanfics · 1 year

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Make a Move (Scotty x Reader)

Fluff.

After a month and a half of yearning yet shying away from her feelings, Scotty was going to make her move on you.

She was grateful that her Black Women from the Caribbean class ended a few minutes earlier. Not wanting to waste any time, she packed her things and filed out of the classroom.

You were on the floor above her and your class finished at the same time hers usually did: 3:50.

After easing up the staircase, Scotty settled by the window that was positioned at the far left of the hallway. In two minutes, you would walk out room 307.

Scotty used the time (and fresh cool air) to relax and remind herself of why she was doing this in the first place. However, none of that stopped her heart from racing. A glance at her phone revealed that it was 3:50.

Here I go, Scotty thought. Upon looking up, she noticed exchange student Shuri Udaku waiting by the door to 307. She shrugged it off until she noticed you go to Shuri. Big smiles were on your faces. Shuri even took your bag from you so she could hold it instead.

Scotty felt her heart breaking as you and the princess walked down the hall together. Since you were coming towards Scotty’s direction, the two of you locked eyes.

She quickly broke eye contact and reversed, hurrying down that same staircase. She didn’t stop walking until she reached her co-ed room that was in the other building.

“Did you run here?” Her roommate and friend Brendan asked, noting her shallow breaths upon her arrival.

Scotty shook her head and hung up her denim jacket.

“Okay…did you do it?”

Again, Scotty was silent. She tossed her book bag onto the small couch before sitting down and turning on the TV. The scowl on her features was a front for the sadness.

“I take it you did and it didn’t go well,” Brendan said.

“It didn’t.”

“She said no?” Brendan sat down beside her, visibly surprised.

Keeping her eyes on the TV she answered, “No. Some girl was already waiting for her.”

“Who was it?”

“Shuri.”

“The Wakandan?”

Scotty curtly nodded.

“Yikes,” he muttered, causing Scotty to look at him. He rubbed his jaw with his thumb. “It’s just, a lot of girls on campus have it bad for her.”

Scotty continued to sulk ahead. Were you one of those girls?

“Is she a player?” Brendan asked earning a careless shrug.

“I would’t know.”

“I can find out.” He smiled and opened his laptop on the coffee table and took out his phone. While he prepped to do some internet stalking, Scotty ordered food for them.

“Damn, her shit is carefully curated,” Brendan said earning a snort from his roommate. “I mean she is a princess, so I guess it makes sense.”

Scotty looked at her friend again. “I really don’t care to talk about her.”

He nodded in understanding. “All good, don’t worry about it. Wanna help me study until the food gets here?”

“Sure.”

She held up flash cards for him until there was a knock. Scotty checked her phone. “It doesn’t say the food is ready…”

Brendan glanced at her thoughtfully and went to answer the door. His eyebrows lifted at the sight of you. “Hello.”

“Hey,” You greeted with a friendly smile. “Is Scotty here?”

He gave a closed-mouth smile and stepped aside. “Come in.”

Scotty, who had overheard the exchange, was on her feet, as if she’d planned to leave the room.

“Hey Scotty, can we talk?” You breathed out optimistically.

“I’ll be in my room,” Brendan spoke, taking his leave.

You watched as Scotty glared after him. She sat back down. Catching the view of one of Shuri’s social media profiles on Brendan’s laptop, she quickly closed it.

You carefully approached and sat adjacent to her. “So how are you?”

She glanced at you, but mainly peered at the TV. “Okay.”

“I saw you earlier in the hall, but I don’t think you heard me.”

“Oh, probably not.”

“Scotty, are you mad at me?”

“No, why would you think that?” She furled an eyebrow at you.

“I don’t know, you’re just acting weird, not like my usual Scotty…”

“Like how?”

“You seem like you don’t want me here. I mean, I can go…but I’d rather know what I did and how to fix it.”

Scotty gazed at you in contemplation.

“Please tell me?”

There was something about you begging that encouraged Scotty. “I, um, wanted to ask you something today, but I saw you with another girl.” She played with her fingers.

“Who, Shuri?” She nodded slowly in the affirmative. “Aw, Scotty, that didn’t mean you couldn’t talk to me.”

“You looked busy.”

“I’m never too busy for you.”

Scotty blushed. This wasn’t the first time you had told her that and it never ceased to fill her with butterflies.

“What were you gonna ask me?” You asked with soft eyes. You watched as she looked at her lap.

“Um…it’s…well…”

She sighed in relief when there was a knock and “Uber eats” announcement at the door. “Sorry, that’s my food.” She stood a bit too eagerly.

You patiently waited. Scotty called out Brendan’s name to let him know the food was there. Once he grabbed his order and a can of grape soda, he was again out of sight.

“Would you like me to get you something?” Scotty offered you, making you inwardly swoon.

“No, it’s okay. I ate before I came.”

“Well, if you change your mind…”

You smiled. “Thank you, baby.” You delighted in Scotty blushing again and the small grin playing on her lips. “Yeah, so, I hope you know I’m not letting you off the hook…”

Scotty chuckled and it was nice to see and hear. She returned to her seat, placing her food on the coffee table. She toyed with the hem of her flannel shirt. “I was going to ask you out.”

She closed her eyes, wishing to disappear because of the silence.

“Like on a date? Or…to be your girlfriend?”

“Both.” Scotty spared a look at you for your reaction. She found you staring at her deeply. Was that a good sign?

You touched her thigh and felt her tense. “Do you still want to ask me?”

There was a hint of a smile as she looked away. “It depends…are you seeing anyone?” She now looked stressed.

“No. Shuri is just a friend.”

Her eyes were on you again, unconvinced.

You shook your head and reached for her hand this time. “I promise we’re just friends, Scotty. She knows I’m already interested in someone.”

“W-Who are you interested in?”

“Take a wild guess.”

Scotty’s quizzical smile was adorable. Before she could speak, you pulled her into a soft kiss. You let your lips linger for a few more seconds before pulling away. “Enough said,” You whispered.

Am I dreaming? Scotty wondered. She grinned and so did you.

“Wow,” she said. It was so genuine you couldn’t help but laugh.

“So, now I’ll ask you. Do you want to go on a date with me?”

“Yes, a million times yes.”

You cheered. “Woot!”

“And then you’ll see if you wanna be my girlfriend?” Scotty asked hopefully.

You slung an arm around her, speaking lowly into her ear. “To be honest, I already like the sound of that, but let’s see how things go. I’m excited as hell to go on a date with you.”

Scotty beamed. “Me too.” She hesitantly put her hands towards your hips.

“It’s fine to do that.” You held her hands there.

“Aww, how cute,” Brendan said, startling the pair of you.

#scotty banana #shuri x reader #shuri fluff #scotty fluff #scotty x reader #shuri x you #shuri x fem!reader #shuri x y/n #scotty x y/n #scotty fanfiction #scotty imagine #crossover fiction #crossover idea #alternate universe #letitia wright characters

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cutetehe · 2 years

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Male Mc who’s never angry gets angry! How do the brothers react?

also angst with somewhat of a happy ending??

Lucifer

He noticed how different you were from the days before but never asked about it

One day he was walking with you around RAD when you randomly just stopped and looked like you were pissed

“Mc you okay?” Lucifer asks

“Yeah but I’ll feel better after doing this” Mc says before walking up to a demon

Mc talks to the demon before uppercutting the demon

Lucifer was so surprised by you randomly attacking someone

“Mc what the hell-"

“What? They were talking shit they should’ve expected this, especially after I tried to be civil”Mc responds before walking away

Lucifer catches up to you and asks what the demon said in a more privet area

“…the demon said something bad about you- I know I should’t have punched it but I was just so angry and-” Mc tries to explain the best he could

Mid explanation Lucifer hugs you

“Listen, even if anyone says anything bad about me I don’t want you to risk a fight breaking out especially when it’s demons you are starting fights with” Lucifer says in his calmest voice

“.. I understand” Mc sinks deeper into the hug

Anyways he’s gonna avoid trying to make you angry whenever you seem different

Atp he just gets you a punching bag

MAMMONN!!

Mammon was running away from some witches that he didn’t even had debt to pay! They were just being mean

He saw you from the distance and ran towards you

“MC SAVE ME” He yelled before noticing how pissed you looked-

When he saw how angry you looked and froze-

He was questioning which would be less scarier to face- that’s how scary you looked

he thought you were angry at him until you walked passed him

“Mc wait don’t!” Mammon thought you were gonna die just to protect him

And you sorta did that? Just not the dying part

He watched as you grab the witch by their shirt and THROW THEM TO THE GROUND AND KEPT PUNCHING THEM

“WHOA WHOA WHOA CHILL MC!” Mammon says ripping you away from the witch

The witch looked scared- mammon got a glimpse of Mc glare

He never saw you so angry

After the witch ran away Mc and Mammon didn’t talk to each other till they got to the HOL

“..I’m sorry” Mc mumbled before leaning against Mammon

Mammon was debating on what to say

“..I feel like I should also apologize- I should’t have dragged you into my mess” Mammon spoke

“It’s okay” Mc says- wanting to say more but staying silent

Mc and Mammon talk for a little bit before deciding to head to bed

Before mc leaves he says something

“Hey mammon, I love you”

“I love you too”

Leviathan

He went to school for once and regretted it

Felt like he was getting judged by everyone

He stayed by your side almost all the entire day and the times he wasn’t by you it was cause you two had different classes

After school mc walked with leviathan back home

Leviathan thought mc looked more tired today than the last couple of days but ignored it

While walking someone bumped into leviathan

Usually Mc would’t care but the demon randomly started running?

“Levi check your pockets quick!” Mc yells at levi

Leviathan checks his pockets and sees his wallet is gone

Mc and leviathan ran to the demon- Mc getting there first

Leviathan thought mc would get hurt but he was totally wrong

Mc pushed the demon to the ground and started STEPPING ON THE DEMON HEAD?!?

“Mc isn’t this to far!” Leviathan tried reaching out for you then saw your face

you looked scary

After Leviathan had to rip you away from the demon that’s only when you realize what you did

Mc called for help and left the scene

Leviathan didn’t know if you meant to hurt the demon that badly but he could tell you felt bad about it

“You okay?” Levi asked while checking if everything in his wallet in still in there

“..I wanna say yes but I don’t feel okay” mc says honestly

After a couple of minutes of silence leviathan starts talking

“Listen, if you ever get angry like that please take your anger out somewhere else- I’m not trying to sound mean but you almost killed a dude” Leviathan tried to lighten the mood

Mc chuckles to try to ease the mood

“I understand- also I’m sorry for making you go through that” Mc apologized

Satan

Felt your anger but didn’t say anything

Mc and Satan went to the library to get some books

Mc saw a sketchy demon but didn’t pay to much mind

Mc and Satan were looking through the books when the shelf started…getting closer?

Mc realized that the shelf was leaning forward so he quickly pushed it back- which hurt and took a ton of energy

Satan helped mc while books were falling off the shelf due to the shelf leaning

Mc saw some demons snicker and immediately knew it was them

After mc and Satan got the Shelf to stand straight Mc somehow still having energy went to encounter the demons

Mc didn’t even talk to them

He punched the demon so hard that it passed out

Mc was exhausted from catching a bookcase that he almost passed out too but Satan was able to catch mc

“Mc are you okay??” Satan asks while bridal style carrying him to a chair in the libary

Satan was surprised no one checked out the noise from the bookcase or Mc knocking out that demon but he needed to know if mc was okay

“I’m exhausted” mc said with full honestly

“Please don’t push yourself- I can carry you to the HOL” Satan responded

Mc wanted to object but was to tired so he just nodded his head in agreement

After they get to the HOL satan asks why he punched that demon

“Heard him snickering and saw him acting suspicious” mc explained

Satan sighs

“Mc I’m going to confess something” Satan explains how he sensed mc anger but didn’t say anything

“ I just thought it was wrong but usually you would’t go out of your way to waste your energy just to get revenge” Satan explains

“I guess I have been pretty stressed lately” Mc mumbled

“I’ll take care of you for the next week” Satan smiles

Mc tiredly smiles back

Asmodeous

this one could make people uncomfortable

, it consist of stalking

You two were at a club

Asmo could’t see your face due to the flashing lights

After an hour you tell asmo you want to leave

“You can leave if you want! I wanna stay around for a little so if you wanna wait you can also do that” Asmo says

Mc decides to stay around for a little cause the walk to the HOL could be a little dangerous

Mc tiredly sits down and waits for asmo

Twenty minutes later asmo walks toward you obviously uncomfortable

“Lets leave” Asmo sounded serious so that put you off edge

You and asmo leave when asmo explains

“I felt like I was being watched and not the fan kind” Asmo whispered

Mc looked back and saw someone following them

“are they still following me?” Asmo asked

“..asmo make a run for it and I’ll take care of it, a little bit of talking should give you enough time to run” mc whispers

Asmo didn’t want to agree so he said no

Mc just sighs and walks towards the demon following them despite asmo saying no

“Could you stop following us?”

“I just wanna talk to that demon, so get out of my way” the demon says harshly

“Mc let’s just leave” Asmo says

Mc decided to just leave it till the demon said something that made asmo cry

Mc punches the demon till he got exhausted

“Are you okay asmo?” Mc asks trying to control his breathing

“I should be asking you that! You could have gotten hurt” Asmo is worried

“I’m fine just a little tired and light headed” Mc says

Asmo still looks worried

“Asmo let’s get to the HOL” Mc tried to ignore asmo worried face, it always made him sad

After they get to the HOL you and asmo have a long talk

“Asmo are you okay?” Mc tries to asks asmo if he’s okay again

“Yeah but I would be a lot less okay if you gotten hurt trying to protect me” Asmo responds

“I just got angry and he insulted you and you started crying- it made me go all violent, I didn’t even realize I was hurting them till I got exhausted” Mc explained

Asmo doesn’t know what to say

“..im sorry” mc still felt like he should apologize

Asmo just pats mc back and they talk for a little

BEEL

Beel sensed your anger and confronted you about it

You sounded and looked normal but he could still feel something was up

And he was able to figure out when you guys went out to eat

Some group of demons started gossiping about Beel

Normally Mc would’t even be able to hear them

but for some reason all mc could hear is the gossiping demons talking

Mc got tired of it and got up

“Beel, forgive me for what I’m about to do”

Mc walks to the demons but instead of trying to be civil he just straight up punched one of the demons in the stomach

Mc grabs Beel hand and ran out of there quickly

“Mc- why did you punch them?!” Beel asks

“They were saying rude stuff- it got annoying so I gave them something else to talk about” Mc responds deadpanned

Beel and Mc go to the HOL

“…what rude stuff were they saying?” Beel asks

“…they were talking about you” mc responds

Beel tried to think of something to say

“…I’m sorry I overreacted" mc sighs

“You did something to help me and I appreciate that but next time please don’t throw yourself into danger” Beel responds

Mc and Beel stayed silent but they cherished the silence

“…thank you” Mc says before waving goodbye

belphegor

I’m gonna pretend he doesn’t exist for the sake of my sleep schedule

#obey me x male mc #obey me headcanons #obey me mammon x male mc #obey me satan x male mc #obey me lucifer x male mc #obey me x male reader #obey me asmo x male mc #obey me asmodeous x male mc #obey me male reader #obey me male mc #obey me beelzebub x male mc

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a1sh1teruu · 2 years

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angst tropes i would give each ateez member

warnings: angst! a lot of it, mentions of death/death of a loved one, mentions of diseases (tumor to be exact), mentions of amnesia, like- one kiss, cursing, please tell me if i forgot something!

wc: +2300

park seonghwa - unrequited love

we all know, when seonghwa loves, he loves, but it can also blind him. he would love you so much that he wouldn’t see the unreciprocated feelings. he would’t be able to see that the feeling is not mutual. and when you finally tell him, that you don’t feel the same or never felt the same way, his earth would shatter into thousands of pieces. he gave you his everything. how could you not? how could he not see it coming?

“i’m sorry, hwa.” it felt like a stab in the heart. the blade sinking deeper and deeper. he felt the air leaving his lungs as you looked up at him with a look of pity in your eyes. “i’m really sorry.”

seonghwa’s arms fell limp at his sides, eyes trailing behind your retreating form, his bottom lip trembling, eyes threatening to spill the salty tears he’s been holding. and when he couldn’t see you anymore, he turned around, shoulders sagging and head hanging low. the tears spilling over his cheeks as he walks, no destination in his mind. he just walks.

how was he so stupid and didn’t see it? how could he be so blinded?

kim hongjoong - chose his career over you

hongjoong loves his job, but that also makes him work his ass off. like literally. he doesn’t leave his workplace and sometimes even turns his phone off. and no matter how many times you told him that he shouldn’t do that, so you can reach him, he still did it. and it infuriated you. it’s one issue that you can’t reach him, but the bigger issue is that hongjoong doesn’t even take care of himself. dismissing the lack of sleep every time you called him to bed.

“hoongjoong, it’s already late,” your groggy voice pulled hongjoong out of his deep trance, accompanied by your hands on his shoulders. the screen of his laptop casting a blue hue on his features, showing his deep eye-bags and droopy lids.

a dismissive hand laid on your hand as his next words made you sigh in exhaustion. “not right now. i have to get this done.” hongjoong didn’t notice the switch in tone when you bid him goodnight, but he did notice the turn of the lock of your bedroom door.

he fucked up.

“babe?” no answer. “babe, are you still awake?” hongjoong knew you were awake. he wiggled the door knob, but to no avail. he tried talking to you again, but when you didn’t respond, he walked to the living room with his head hung low.

he defeatedly laid down onto the sofa, pulling his knees up to his torso, preserving his own body heat. he wasn’t used to this. he wasn’t used to sleeping on the couch. but this made him realize, that he fucked up. that he had chosen his work over you. that it hurt you when he prioritized his work over you. and it hurt him too.

jeong yunho - the one that got away

i associate this trope with yunho so much, because to me, he might not show it, but he will never forget you. he will always have a special place for you, even if you are not physically with him. you are with him. may it be with small things like; drinking your favorite drink, buying the same type of flowers he always bought you, or listening to your favorite songs and playlists. he would always have something of you, may it be small or big, he has it. and he will cherish it.

the cold wind bit at yunho’s cheeks as he walked down the beach. the sun hiding behind the thick clouds, casting a shadow over the city beneath, draining it from all its colors. the salty water was crashing against the shore in rhythmic patterns, pushing the salty air in yunho’s nose with every push of the waves.

yunho buried his face deeper into his thick knitted scarf to protect his face from the cold, his free hand buried in his jacket’s pocket, gripping a hand-warmer. after a while, he sat down on a bench, facing the dark waters of the sea.

“those pretty flowers will fade if you keep them out in the cold too much,” an old lady pulled yunho out of his deep thoughts, making him look at the small lady with big, curious eyes. “it would be a shame if you got home with faded flowers, wouldn’t it?” yunho felt a sense of warmness wash over him as he reciprocated the lady’s smile.

a quiet hum was all yunho offered as a response, eyes falling to the flowers in his lap. he traced the delicate petals with careful fingers, the smile on his face softly fading from his face, like the flowers.

with one last smile directed at the lady in front of him, yunho made his way back home.

kang yeosang - too afraid to commit

yeosang will always be yeosang. “i’m thinking about wooyoung more than he can imagine, but i’m controlling myself. so, the other members wouldn’t feel less loved by me” this had me bawling my eyes out. he was scared, scared to confess, scared to tell you how he felt. even if he knew that you felt the same. he couldn’t bring it upon himself, and it hurt him. it hurt him to know that his fear hurt you too. because, after all, you couldn’t wait a lifetime.

yeosang’s heart skipped a beat as your warm hand wrapped around his cold one. you were leading the way to the bus station to catch the last bus of the day. “come on, yeo!” oh, how he loved it when you called him by his nickname. a soft smile made its way onto his flushed face as he sped up behind you. the puddles were splashing around you two with every step you took, wetting you even more along the pouring rain. yeosang was so focused on you that he almost ran into you when you stopped running. he heard you groan defeatedly, “we missed it.”

yeosang felt his heart clench when you turned to him with a pout on your lips. all he wanted was to kiss the pout away, but he couldn’t, he was too afraid. before he could think about what he was doing, he grabbed your hand and started to walk towards the way to your house. “then, we’ll walk,” he said, a closed-eyed smile on his handsome features.

the way back to your home wasn’t long, but it wasn’t short. it was quiet between you two, none of you making a move to let the other’s hand go. and the nearer you got to your home, the more did yeosang’s heart speed up. and when you both finally arrived, you opened the door. yeosang was getting ready to leave and walk to his own home. “yeo!” said man turned around, seeing you waiting at your door. “come in. i don’t want you to walk home like this in the middle of the night.” oh, how he wanted to kiss you right now. how he wanted to hold you close to himself and feel your warmth.

“oh no, i’m good, thank you. i guess, i’ll manage a ten minute walk.” he wanted to punch himself when he saw your shoulders sink slightly. “maybe another time, yeah?”

“yeah… yeah, bye.”

yeosang let out a heavy sigh when he turned around, slowly walking away. “take care!” you would always call after him. but tonight? tonight felt like yeosang actually lost you.

choi san - it was always you

san took you for granted. you always gave him your all. tried to communicate, be as honest as possible, be open about your feelings with him, but you got nothing in return. everything felt one-sided. so when you started to distance yourself from him, it all doomed on him.

"(y/n), there is someone who wants to talk to you." you looked up from your phone and saw one of your bride's maids at the door. "apparently it's urgent." you nodded and let the person in, but when you actually saw who it was, your jaw fell slack and your eyes widened as much as they could.

"san," you squeaked out, adrenaline running through your veins. "what are you doing here?" you asked, standing up from your seat.

said man just smiled sheepishly, one of his hands rubbing his neck in shame. "i just wanted to come by and say hi." your eyes trailed over the man's form, he changed. he grew a lot, looked more mature, maybe he was more mature. but this didn't change the situation you were in. the white wedding gown hugging your upper body and pooling around your feet in a puffy mess of sheer and glitter, the beautiful bouquet of flowers sitting peacefully on the coffee table.

"look, i know i fucked up. but-"

"san, i hope you know where you are right now." you interrupted the man, pulling a deep sigh out of him. suddenly all your memories flashed before your eyes. all the memories you shared with the man in front of you. why did he have to show up now of all times? "you really couldn't choose a better day to do this, huh?" there was a slight tremble in your voice, catching san off-guard. "are you fucking serious, san?" said man just looked down in shame, not daring to meet your eyes. "i fucking waited for years, san. and you decide that now is the best time to come back?" he didn't know if it was the anger talking or the sadness, maybe both. you took a small step forward with each word you were spitting into his direction.

you didn't realize you were already face to face with san when you felt his warm hands on your cheeks. and it shocked you even more when you felt him wipe at your cheeks, the warm, wet tears smearing at your make-up. your eyes widened as you stopped your rage, eyes trained on san's. his were warm and filled with love an adoration. "you look beautiful," san whispered against your lips, a soft smile painted on his face. "but i really wish it was me who you wore it for." and with that, he laid a soft kiss onto your lips. but just as you could reciprocate the small gesture, san's lips already left yours.

"it was always you."

song mingi - forbidden love

mingi adored you. he would conquer the world for you. but the question is, would you let him? he didn't care what your father said, he didn't care what your family had to say, because nothing mattered, as long as you were happy. but that also meant, happiness wouldn't always be on your sides.

"min, i'm sorry." your voice was small and quiet, filled with heart tearing sadness as you held your secret lover's hands. your tears were slowly running down your hot cheeks, eyes puffy from all the crying.

mingi's hands flew to your cheeks, thumbs wiping away the tears, his own eyes shedding the crystal clear drops. "please, (y/n)," his voice shaky and fragile, "please, just come with me. i promise we'll be happy together." a sob left your lips as you looked down, not being able to meet his eyes. "it's going to be us and no one else. no one is going to stay in our way." he was fighting back the sobs that were threatening to come out.

when you didn't give him a response, mingi pulled you flush against his chest. "i am so sorry." you choked out between sobs, "i am so so sorry, min."

jung wooyoung - memory loss

i think this trope fits wooyoung so much because he’s a social butterfly. now, hear me out. even if he doesn’t remember you, can be due to an accident or a disease or whatever, he would at least try to. he would want to relive the moments you would tell him about you too, your relationship, your hardships, your happiest times, and about yourself. he wants to remember you, even if it gets hard sometimes. he wants to get to know you again, because, if you were already that important to him before, he would want that to stay. he wants to keep the importance of you in his life. even if it meant it would take a lifetime. wooyoung would still keep going, if it meant it was for you.

“woah, your house is really big.” wooyoung’s big doe eyes made you chuckle, pulling his attention.

“i used to share this place with you, don’t you remember?” when you wanted to tell him, that it was just a joke, you heard his loud boisterous laugh echo around the room. a sigh if relief left your lips as you joined the man, laughing about your small joke.

when wooyoung regained his breath, a heavy hand fell to your shoulder. “good one, (y/n),” he said, a big smile coating his lips. “now show me around a second time, won’t you?”

“actually, you were the one showing me around back then. but i guess it’s my turn now.”

choi jongho - terminal disease

it's hard for jongho to be open about his feelings, and it would be even harder for him to share this part of him with you. he was ready to sacrifice the world for you, but he wasn't ready to sacrifice this part of him. he knows that you are suspicious of something, because of your non-stop nagging for him to go get checked by the doctors. but little did you know, every two weeks he would go to the doctor and talk about his condition.

"don't you think she has the right to know about this?" seonghwa asked hesitantly, scared that he might upset his friend. " mean, it would be more devastating for her to find out in a different way, you know."

jongho let out a breath he'd been holding since his friend started talking, eyes trained on the swinging waters before him. "the doc gave me two weeks." seonghwa tensed when jongho paused, scared that his worries will be confirmed. "if the tumor doesn't spread, there is a high chance that it can be removed, but if not," jongho trailed off, gaze falling to his hands that were laying in his lap.

he didn't continue his sentence, taking a deep breath. seonghwa could hear the shakiness in it, making his heart clench. he draped an arm over jongho's shoulders, pulling him into his side, hand caressing the younger's shoulder.

#{ zerda sad hours 🫧 }#i cried while writing this btw #ateez #ateez drabble #ateez angst #ateez x reader #seonghwa x reader #hongjoong x reader #yunho x reader #yeosang x reader #san x reader #mingi x reader #wooyoung x reader #jongho x reader

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rising-volteccers · 10 months

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I have a prompt for Friede. He gets sick but he's the last one to notice. Like everyone is taking care of him in their own way.

Thank you very much for sending this prompt! I'm currently sick myself and wrote this all in one go while medicated and sporting a 102F fever. I suppose I just wanted to make him suffer alongside me hhh...

Anyways! Hope it's still an enjoyable read! I think this is the longest piece I've written thus far so I'm pretty proud of it still haha!

Series: Pokemon Horizons

Characters: Friede, Cap, Murdock, Mollie, Orla, Liko, Roy, Ludlow

Waking up that morning, Friede found himself struggling to sit up. His body felt heavier than usual, though he supposed that was expected when he took night shift for the past couple of days. Manouvering the ship through a storm, battling strong winds and dipping temperatures took a lot out of someone. At the very least his crew didn’t lose too much sleep over it, especially the children.

Cracking a huge yawn that he barely covered, Friede went through his usual routine at a more sluggish pace. He briefly forgot where he kept his goggles and he almost exited the room without tying up his hair. Cap gave him odd looks throughout it all but aside from a questioning noise, he scampered up his shoulder as he headed to the dining area.

By the time he entered, everyone was in the midst of digging into the wonderful breakfast spread Murdock put out. He barely stifled another yawn when Orla greeted him with, “Morning sleepyhead. Thought you were gonna skip breakfast there.”

“Mm? Nah, I would’t miss it without someone getting on my case about it,” he replied with a cheeky little grin at Mollie, who merely raised an eyebrow at him. Friede ignored her sudden interest as he took a seat at the end of the table.

Friede wasted no time in pouring himself a mug of coffee. With how tired he felt, he needed a bit more caffeine in his system. The first sip made him pause, and he pulled the mug away to scrutinize the dark liquid.

“Hey Murdock, did you use a different coffee blend?”

Murdock looked up from his own plate. “Hm? Nah, it’s always been the same. Why, it tastes weird to you or something?”

Huh, if nothing changed, he supposed it was his taste buds being weird for some reason. Oh well, nothing that he couldn’t drink. Friede gave an airy wave that made Murdock stare at him for awhile longer before he passed the bread basket to Roy.

With a half mug of coffee in him, Friede found himself lacking a bit of appetite which he chalked up to his tired state. His stomach felt a little weird after a piece of toast and a few berries so he decided to stop before any accident could occur.

“That’s all you’re eating?” Orla commented as he drained the rest of his mug.

“Yeah. Guess I’m not as hungry as I thought,” he replied, once again stifling a jaw cracking yawn. As he rubbed his eye with a finger, he missed the way his crew exchanged glances with one another.

“You feeling alright?” Murdock asked, sounding oddly cautious.

“Yeah, probably just all those late nights catching up. Nothing that going to sleep earlier tonight couldn’t fix.”

Suddenly feeling a little stifled from the attention he garnered, Friede stood up from his chair–placing a hand on the back of it to steady himself through a brief wave of lightheadness.

“Hey–”

“I’ll catch you guys later then,” he spoke quickly, flashing them all his usual smile before turning on his heel to exit the dining area. Cap quickly finished his own food, cheeks stuffed and then dashed after him.

That was a little weird, admittedly. His crew stared at him like he had two heads at the end. Couldn’t figure out why but oh well, maybe that was a one time thing. Friede paused to allow Cap a chance to settle on his shoulders again. It was his turn to do some chores today so he might as well get to it now if he wanted to nap later.

–

After he cleared the table and washed the dishes with Roy’s help, Murdock went to the cabinet to pull out a tea caddy. He opened the lid to check what blends he still had left. Only he, Liko and Mollie really enjoyed tea while the rest were coffee drinkers (or in Roy’s case, a Tapu Cocoa fiend). He rarely made tea for those outside their little group but he figured it was necessary today.

Murdock knew that Friede wasn’t feeling well. If his sluggish nature wasn’t a tell, then his lack of appetite spoke of an uneasy stomach. While Friede couldn’t match Roy’s huge appetite (typical for a growing boy and one where Murdock encouraged), the good captain usually ate his fill before going about his day.

The chef took out the honey jar as well as a half cut lemon from the fridge. While he waited for the water to boil, he took out a red thermos from a different cabinet. Rarely used seeing that he was more than happy to make the crew something from scratch but one that should fit his purpose right now.

Within twenty minutes, he exited the kitchen with the thermos in hand, filled with a blend specifically made for uneasy stomachs. Murdock found Friede and Cap quickly enough; it was his turn to mop the deck, which he found him to do with slow, sluggish swipes.

Swallowing down the flare of concern, Murdock called out, “Hey Friede!”

Friede nearly dropped the mop in surprise but he straightened up with a tighter grip, then turned around to regard him with a semblance of a pout.

“What’s with the attempted heart attack so early in the morning?” he grumbled. Another check towards his unwell state was him being a little testier than usual.

“Sorry. I just wanted to give you something. Here you go.” Murdock handed Friede the red thermos. At the questioning look, he gave a disarming smile, keeping his voice light. “It’s honey lemon tea. I’m slowly using up what we have left before we restock in a few days.”

“Okay? Thanks I guess.” Murdock knew him well enough to not take the somewhat dismissive response to heart. Likely confused when his brain wasn’t running on all cylinders, not to mention the choice of beverage given. Coffee or Tapu Cocoa were the go-to more than a whole thermos of tea.

“No problem. I’d appreciate if you could give it a try later and give me some feedback on it. Wanted to see if the ratio I put works or not,” he added. By framing it this way, Friede would find himself obligated to do so, which Murdock hoped involved him taking a break whilst drinking it.

“Yeah sure.”

“Right, I’ll leave you to it. I’ll see you around lunch then.” Murdock didn’t stick around after that. Had he tried to push more, Friede might get defensive, stubbornly loveable fool that he was. The chef decided to make a hearty soup for lunch to see if his captain could stomach it later.

–

“What’s on your mind Liko?” Roy’s question startled the girl out of her thoughts. She jumped a little in her seat, spooking Sprigatito who fell off her lap in turn. She spent a few minutes apologizing to her starter before answering Roy, who looked a bit guilty after that.

“I’m sorry for startling you. I didn’t think you were so out of it,” he apologized, hugging Fuecoco tighter to his chest.

“N-No it’s fine! I was… mm, I was thinking about earlier.” Liko replied, shifting to the side so Roy could take a seat seeing that she piqued his interest.

“What about earlier?”

“You know… how tired Friede looks.” Having been a part of the Rising Volt Tacklers for awhile now, Liko had time to observe the crew’s habits and behavior, storing everything into her little mental file cabinet. She knew that Friede’s sluggishness was unusual for the seemingly upbeat guy. At least, he’d try to hide if he felt off on account to avoid worrying others.

“I guess you’re right. I don’t think I’ve seen him yawn so much during breakfast! That’s usually my thing!”

Liko giggled at his words, though her expression drooped into a more thoughtful one. “Yes, which is why I think he’s not feeling 100% right now. And he’s either not admitting it or he doesn’t think much on why he’s feeling so tired. A-At least that’s what I think.”

Roy tilted his head, so much so that Liko could practically see the gears turning. “I think you’re right. I remember Orla mentioning once that he’s a stubborn, lovable oaf of a man that thinks he needs to shoulder everything himself!”

She blinked in surprise at that. She hummed, fiddling with a lock of her hair. “I-I see. I think you should avoid mentioning that to either of them…”

“Hm? Yeah, alright.” Roy hugged his Fuecoco once more. “So… do you think we should help him?”

Liko nodded, swinging her legs. “Yeah! I think we should! Maybe he’d feel better if he gets some more rest. It’s his turn to do most of the chores today I believe.”

“We can help him out with that so he can go take a nap or something.” Roy had a huge grin on his lips, hopping up from his seat. “What are we waiting for?”

Liko quickly got up to join him, leaving Sprigatito to curl up and nap on the couch for the time being. The two kids hunted down their mentor until they spotted him carrying a basket of laundry, heading towards the back of the ship where they hung them out to air dry.

“Hey Friede!” Roy called out. Liko saw the way Friede startled, almost dropping the basket before his grip tightened at the last second. She quickly joined Roy to stand at his side.

“Liko, Roy,” he began slowly, eyes narrowing slightly. “Did you need something?”

The kids exchanged a quick glance before Liko stepped up to answer. “W-We were hoping if we could… um, swap chores today!”

“Yeah!” Roy was quick to follow up, steamrolling through whatever response Friede might have said. “We have plans to do some training tomorrow so we were hoping if we could do our chores today to have some free time tomorrow!”

“Training?” Friede sported a questioning look but Liko took note of the fact that it wasn’t an immediate dismissal.

“Y-Yeah! We… wanted to get more practice on battling so we can help defend our home if stuff happens.”

Liko resisted the urge to squirm from Friede’s assessing gaze. Roy wasn’t as nearly affected but she had a feeling the boy too waited with bated breath for a verdict. At last something in Friede’s eyes softened, and he sighed.

“Well, I guess I can take over your chores tomorrow. Make sure to inform Mollie about the change, alright? Don’t need her coming after my neck for foisting off work onto you two…”

Liko had a feeling that they weren’t supposed to hear that last bit. She chose not to say anything aside from carefully grabbing the laundry basket from him. Friede sighed once more, regarding the pair with a half smile.

“If you want to practice with Cap too, let me know. I’m sure he’d be up for it.”

“Y-Yes, thank you!” she responded, injecting as much enthusiasm into her voice. Liko supposed training was on tomorrow’s agenda. Hopefully Sprigatito would be up for it.

“Yes! Me and Fuecoco are ready for the challenge!”

“Alright, alright.” Friede covered his mouth from an abrupt yawn that sneaked out. He ran his fingers through his hair, then stood up straighter. “If you two need me, I’ll be at the captain’s deck.”

“Okay!” She clamped down the urge to add I hope you’ll feel better soon!

The two kids watched Friede walk away and up the small steps until he disappeared into the room.

“You think he’s going to nap?” Roy asked.

“Mm… I hope so.” Liko eyed the laundry in hand. “Come on, we better go hang this up while the sun’s up.”

“Okay!”

Liko hoped that Friede would feel a little better with some rest, knowing that Roy too shared her sentiment.

–

Ludlow slowly pushed the door to the captain’s deck open. Peeking his head inside, he found Cap staring inquisitively at him before recognition flashed in his eyes once his gaze landed onto the folded blanket in his arms. The Pikachu raised a paw at him, forming a little thumbs up.

“Don’t mind me,” he uttered softly. Ludlow shuffled his way inside, steps light in comparison to the soft snores escaping the young captain’s lips. Once he reached the large chair, he took a moment to observe Friede.

Being a fisherman by trade and at heart, he knew to be patient whilst keeping his senses open for even the slightest of changes. Be as still as a calm lake, hand ready to reel in the moment his lure caught something. Ludlow of course applied this in his everyday life, too.

Thus without it being explicitly stated, he knew that the rest of the youngsters were looking after their ill captain. He knew why they’ve yet to outright state it to his face; Friede could be infuriatingly stubborn, insisting that he was fine despite feeling otherwise. Ludlow supposed it matched his ambition at least. One couldn’t have thought of converting his fishing boat into an airship without being strong-willed and just a little eccentric.

Still, he personally believed that there was a time and place for everything. Friede truly was lucky to have such caring people in his life. Ludlow didn’t exactly place himself in that circle, preferring to continue his observation of these youngsters from his spot day in and day out.

Carefully, he unfolded the blanket before draping it over the slumbering captain’s form. Ludlow could do nothing about the rather uncomfortable position he slept in without the risk of waking him up but he did his best to tuck the blanket in. Cap too assisted him, using his paws to tug the blanket higher up.

Friede remained fast asleep throughout it all. Ludlow eventually took a step back, shared a knowing nod with Cap before shuffling his way out of the room.

–

Orla toiled the morning away within the engine room but her mind drifted every so often towards a certain someone on this ship. She didn’t let any of those thoughts affected her work as she didn’t want to worry the Pokemon that assisted her. By the time she emerged from the hot room around lunch time, she was free to ruminate about that stubborn, loveable oaf they had for a captain.

She knew that Mollie and Murdock shared similar thoughts during Friede’s time at breakfast earlier. All of them knew him well enough to know that he either refused to acknowledge his ill state or he didn’t connect the dots.

Friede was a brilliant man, that Orla won’t deny. His plan to fashion an old fishing boat into an airship was successful mostly due to her work but the layout he presented helped with the foundation. Orla built around his vision until they had a home in the sky, soaring high and free.

As intelligent as he was, the guy could be fairly dense in keeping track of changes to his body. Sometimes he actively hid that fact, believing that he could handle it by himself until one of them had to drag him by the ear to Mollie. Other times, it just didn’t click that maybe, just maybe his body wasn’t feeling all that well.

Orla had a feeling that it leaned more towards the latter this time. He wasn’t as defensive, though his exhaustion may have tempered it down. Regardless, his infuriating stubbornness likely remained, as it won’t even if his brain actively cooked itself. Thus Orla would give him a bit more time to come clean before dragging him to the infirmary.

In the meantime, she went to freshen herself up for lunch. Worrying about that knucklehead made her hungry, so she wasted little time in carving herself a spot at the dining table. Murdock informed them that soup and sandwiches were today’s menu. Orla lacked any doubt that it was in consideration for Friede.

Who, as lunch progressed remained absent. Liko and Roy exchanged glances, while Murdock looked like he wanted nothing more than to get up from his seat. Ludlow and Mollie ate on as usual but she took notice on the way Mollie tapped a finger on the surface, signalling her rising ire and worry.

Orla bit back a sigh. She quickly finished up her meal, then declared to the table that, “I’ll go check up on Friede.”

It felt like the table collective exhaled a relieved breath. Murdock flashed her a grateful smile while the kids exchanged soft smiles with one another. Mollie looked up, quiet but her eyes sent a clearly defined message.

Let me know what happens.

The engineer dipped her head once, then stood up from her chair.

“He was napping in the captain’s deck last time I checked,” Ludlow spoke up, surprising them that he knew in the first place.

“Oh, so he did get some more rest…” She barely picked up on Liko’s muttered words prior to her exit from the dining room. Her steps were collected as she made her way up the steps to the deck.

Orla opted to enter without knocking. Her entrance drew Cap’s attention, who looked a little relieved. Her heart rate sped up slightly as she closed the distance between the door and the captain’s chair.

Taking one look at Friede, she knew why Cap reacted that way. Putting aside the uncomfortable position he fell asleep in, she spotted the dusting of red high on his cheekbones. Sweat dotted his forehead, easily revealing a fever once she pressed the back of her hand against it.

She hated being right in this situation. Orla pulled out her Rotom Phone and sent a quick text to Mollie to prepare the infirmary since she was bringing a fever stricken idiot there within the next ten minutes. After that, she gently placed a hand on Friede’s shoulder and gave it a little shake.

Friede groaned, looking like he was trying to free his arms from the blanket in order to swat her hand away. Orla gave a harder shake, this time punctuating it with, “Hey Friede, come on wake up.”

Eventually hazy yellow eyes opened, and he blinked in confusion for a few seconds before they settled onto her face.

“Orla…?”

“Yeah, it’s me. Come on, I’m taking you to the infirmary. You’re sick,” she stated promptly. Before his ill timed stubbornness kicked in, she needed to make decisions so that he only had time to react and not think.

It took a bit of effort for Orla to pull Friede to his feet. She had to shoulder the sudden weight pressed against her, his deep heavy breaths spoke of a sudden wave of lightheadness that he tried to get in control of. She gave him time to stand a little steadier on his feet, then with an arm around his waist for support, she started to guide her sick captain towards the infirmary.

–

Mollie had things prepared by the time Orla and Friede came stumbling in. She wasted little time in helping Orla get him on the bed, where he struggled somewhat from the hands that wanted to take his flight jacket off.

“I don’t want you in too many layers,” Mollie spoke, gently gripping Friede’s shoulder as to ground him. She waited until he settled down before starting her check-up.

After Orla left the infirmary, her hands swiftly went from one test to another; checking his temperature, pulse, the inside of his throat when he mumbled about a scratchy throat during her questioning session. Eventually, she came to the conclusion that Friede was in for a few days minimum of bed rest until the worst of the symptoms eased up.

Mollie raised an eyebrow at the mullish tilt to his eyebrows once she gave him the verdict. “I don’t want you to pass out nor increase the chance of spreading this to everyone. I’ll be having my hands full looking after one stubborn idiot.”

“Harsh,” he mumbled, cowering when her eyes hardened. Mollie could be a little cold when someone had the misfortune of igniting her ire. She preferred a cool sense of professionalism rather than allow fear to settle in. Friede genuinely worried her but as the nurse on this ship, she had to keep rational if she wanted him to recover as quickly as possible.

“Am I wrong?” she challenged.

Perhaps something finally clicked into that feverish brain of his as Friede hunched in slightly, eyes darting to the side.

“No,” he admitted. “Sorry for worrying you.”

As much as she wanted to keep a hold of the slight thrum of anger beneath her skin, Mollie simply heaved out a deep sigh, briefly pinching the bridge of her nose.

“I wish that you’d stop hiding when you’re not feeling well, Friede.” Her eyes settled onto his contrite expression. “Do you realize that you’ve got everyone worried today?”

“I, uh, I actually didn’t.” His voice sounded like a child being reprimanded, which she supposed wasn’t far from the truth. “Honest, I just thought I was feeling more tired than usual. But I guess that’s why Murdock gave me that tea, and the kids offering to switch chores with me…”

It took a lot of willpower to not roll her eyes. Honestly, this brilliant man could be so dense at times.

“I don’t know whether it’s better that you’re ignorant or stubborn. Regardless, you’re on bedrest for coming days. I’ll give you some medication to take after you have something in your stomach. Murdock made soup so that should be easy on it.”

“He did?”

“Yes Friede. Everyone noticed you weren’t feeling well–except for you, unsurprisingly.” Her blunt tone didn’t quite match the way she slowly draped a blanket over his form. “Now you’re going to briefly rest here while I have Murdock bring some soup for you to eat. I expect you to eat as much as you’re able to, then take the medicine. Do I make myself clear?”

“Crystal,” he mumbled, sighing blissfully once Mollie placed a folded damp rag over his forehead.

Mollie smoothened the blanket once more, her own expression softening somewhat. “Try and get some sleep, alright?”

“Mm…” She supposed that after the fight drained from his body, he couldn’t resist succumbing to some much needed rest. Mollie observed him for awhile longer, then checked her cabinet for the appropriate medicine to give Friede later.

With everyone pitching in to take care of their stubborn, loveable captain, it was her hope that he’d return back to full health before the week was up. Until then, she was in for a whole lot of whining in her immediate future…

Not that she fully minded, she supposed.

#Pokemon Horizons #Pokeani #Professor Friede #Liko (Pokemon)#Roy (Pokemon)#Murdock (Pokemon)#Orla (Pokemon)#Mollie (Pokemon)#Ludlow (Pokemon)#Captain Pikachu #Hana writes stuff #A fun challenge to write multiple POVs aside from Friede's!#I hope I got their voices more or less alright

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candyhe4rtss · 2 years

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“Do you love me?”

In which the reader asks their S/o if they still have feelings

Characters: Aether, Xiao, Venti, Bennett, Razor, and Kazuha

~scenario~

~Aether~

♡ He’s devastated and Paimons utterly shocked when you asked him this

♡ He’ll believe the reason you’re asking him this is because he’s always away on missions and he never spends time with you

♡ He’ll constantly be asking you if you want to go on missions with him

♡ He’s scared of you asking the same thing again so he makes sure to tell you he loves you before he leaves on a mission

♡ Aether was even able to get Paimon to tell you that Aether cared about you. (Even though Aether will never admit that he threatened to cook her into food)

-Xiao-

♡ He will most likely immediately start panicking but he simply won’t show it

♡ He thinks you’re asking this because of his personality so he starts trying his best to be extra nice to you

♡ He’s not the best at explaining to you how much he adored you so instead he’ll take you to Liyue and buy you a lot of stuff

♡ After spending the whole day out shopping, he’ll take you out to eat

♡ If you’re still sad about this Xiao will definitely feel like a bad boyfriend

♡ He’ll rely on telling you straight to your face about how he loves you

♡ Still not convinced? Xiao will spend the rest of the week giving all of his love and attention

~Venti~

♡ Venti will be confused as to why you are asking such a thing

♡ At first he thought you were joking when you told him this

♡ Once Venti realized you were being serious he had no shame whatsoever in telling you how much he loved you

♡ Will take you everywhere in Mondstadt and even when you believe that he does in fact love you, he’ll still treat you to the best of his ability for the next two-three weeks

♡ Even after its been weeks, he’ll ask the traveler for love advice, when that didn’t work out, he asked Kaeya. That was even worse of an idea

~Bennett~

♡ Why would you even ask him this?

♡ Poor Bennett thinks you’re asking him this because you’re tired of his bad luck

♡ “Of course i love you! But…do you love me..?”

♡ He somehow made it from you feeling bad about worrying he no longer loved you to making it seem like you didn’t love him

♡ You completely regret asking him this and you decide to have a picnic to cheer him up

♡ If you don’t comfort him, he’ll end up worrying this is the end of your relationship with him

♡ Bennett would be the type of person to just randomly remember you asking him that and would still get sad it about even years later

♡ If you thought the picnic was enough to cheer him up, you better think twice

~razor~

♡ Razor would’t feel sad like the others would

♡ He’d probably think its just a normal question, i mean, this is his first relationship

♡ “Yes, razor loves Y/n.”

♡ Then he would just go on with his day, oblivious to what you just asked him

♡ After that he won’t question anything until he realizes how sad you looked

♡ Was beyond shocked when he saw your sad expression

♡ Razor didn’t exactly know why you were sad, but that didn’t stop him from comforting you

♡ You end up picking flowers with him in the woods which surprisingly calmed you down

♡ After picking flowers, the two of you sat in a small flower field together, holding hands

♡ In the end, Razor still didn’t know why your were sad, he was just happy that you were no longer sad

~kazuha~

♡ Shocked but hides it

♡ He won’t say anything but he demands that you start going on his “missions” with him

♡ Kazuha won’t take no for an answer

♡ He would feel bad if he forced you, so instead he started telling you how great it was on the huge ship

♡ Eventually you give in, plus, you get to spend time with Kazuha

♡ The good thing is that you and Kazuha are no longer separated from each other

♡ The bad thing? There is nothing bad about this (maybe if you get sea sick though)

♡ Once the two of you are on the ship in a secluded area, Kazuha would start telling you that he loves you and how you should’t ever doubt his undying love

♡ Would give you one kiss on the lips and two on both of your cheeks

#genshin impact #genshin x reader #genshin headcanons #genshin scenarios #bennett #razor x reader #bennett x you #venti x reader #xiao x y/n #genshin x you #aether x y/n #kazuha x reader

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tamavonpineapple · 7 months

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A Detailed Guide in how to catch Kunlun. (Chung Myung x Tang Bo)

Return of the blossoming blade

|"FIRST" DRAFT|

(as if I were to share an actual first draft, haha)

A pair of drowsy eyes stared at the empty cup, his finger tirelessly turning around the little item like examining a novelty—: the faded paint along the jagged rim and the cracks on what once was the pristine ceramic from where he used to drink the booze he stole from my private stock back in Sichuan; he stared at that cup, haunted by the wretched image of what failed to comfort him. His silence granted us a brief moment for us to mourn the thousands of losses we had endured so far as well to prepare us for the road that lay ahead. We stopped caring about heroes and martyrs, the praises and words of gratitude that people spared when it all began. The so-called heroes met the same destiny that awaited even the best of us, waiting for us to join them in the mass grave where allies and enemies rest equally.

“Oi-” He muttered, placing back the cup on the table. I hummed to reassure him of my attention while I washed his blood off my utensils. “Once done with this, we're getting married.”

It took me aback.

“Huh?” I looked at him over my shoulder and managed to catch a glimpse of a familiar flame from his amaranth eyes, a flame that never flicker, nor showed a sign of doubt. He didn’t laugh either, thus a concussion seemed like the only reasonable conclusion for this flush of– of whatever-that-was. I cleared my throat. “What are you babbling about, Chung Myung dàgē?”

“We're getting married,” he insisted, adamant in his resolve. Then he scoffed. “You're not getting any pig, though. Keep in mind that we are not in times to be demanding with gifts… ”

And I could only laugh, of course, as I resumed my task of sanitizing my weary equipment. There he was, delusional as only dàgē could be, too much of a punk to even have the decency to propose the old fashioned way, but heavens knows I wouldn’t have it another way. However, he wasn't pleased by my lack of response. I wished I could've been that optimistic. “And what would be that for?”

I heard the sound of his sharp tongue clicking.

“Ugh– seriously, what is marriage for?!"

I rolled my eyes and pretend to ponder a satisfying answer. “... For all I know, nothing but a matter of politics”

"Well, that's stupid" He remarked with a hand slamming the table, "Marriage should be reserved for the people who get drunk and stumbled together on the streets, climb on roofs to drink 'till they forget their names"

“Then it would’t be different from what we already have, don't you think?”

“So you have no excuse–!”

#fanfic #first draft #return of the blossoming blade #return of the mount hua sect #cheongmyeong #chung myung #dangbo #Tang Bo #Soooo #Its still a rough draft #english is not my first language #So there must be weird sentences here and there #Cuz i suck at grammar #But that's a problem for future me to solve #Anyway #I'm trying to keep myself motivated and i think is a good start #So why not share it?

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negansbackdoorwhore · 2 years

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Hello it has been awhile 😂

Can i request a Ike Evans x reader where the reader was his sugar baby but the reader ends up breaking it off because she was starting to actually catch feelings for him. Ike was very nonchalant and said he doesn’t care. One day the reader finds out she pregnant and decide not to tell Ike because he has moved on with his life. But When Ike sees the reader pregnant he knew it was his child and would’t let her leave until she admitted it.

Hopefully they end up with a loving relationship but that is your choice 🤷‍♀️

You were laying in Ike’s arms as he flipped through pages of a book. You felt off with how there was growing love for him. Not like loving things he did for you but truly falling for Ike. He didn’t seem to notice even though sometimes you’d let it slip out by accident. Either during sex or when he’d be all affectionate and kissing you so sweetly. This wasn’t what the agreement. This was all meant for school and living expenses. But now this had your heart in it and that wouldn’t end well.

“Ike? Can we talk?”

“Sure we can, but after this.”

“After what?”

He didn’t say anything as he closes the book and starts to kiss your neck. You felt him shift to pull you on top of his body.

“Ike wait.” You giggled as he playfully groped your body and smiled against your skin. Your body composed onto his lap and your hands going to cup his face.

“What is it baby?”

“We need to have a serious talk but maybe let’s do it tomorrow.” No arguments from Ike as he went back to kiss you. His body laid over yours as you felt his deep thrusts. Everytime you slept with Ike, it was the best. He knew how to please you and in return you gave him the love he needs. After he finished you felt too exhausted and fell asleep next to him.

Morning came fast and you felt your heartbreaking when it was time to get up.

“Baby, please wake up.” Ike stretched his arms as he moved to hold you, but you backed away.

“What is it? Do I need to pay extra to get some loving?” He said jokingly but saw you were serious.

“Look, I don’t think we should see each other anymore.” Without much feeling in his demeanor he got up from bed.

“If that’s what you want, okay.”

“You’re not going to fight or anything?”

“No. If this isn’t what you want then, I won’t force you. Before you leave, here.” You then see him toss a stack of cash onto the bed and left without anymore words. You kind wished he put effort in keeping you. But that’s okay, it’ll be fine.

You kept that thought until you found out that all your mood swings and your taste buds being off that you were in fact pregnant. The news from the doctor made your heart drop. You couldn’t raise a kid, you’re still too young and unexperienced with life. No time to cry or worry, that’s how things are. The only thing that weighed on your shoulders was who the father was, Ike Evans. There was no possible way you could ever tell him, he didn’t care anyways.

You thought that when you were busy trying to get groceries. As you were busy trying to get the best deals, you saw a familiar face in the aisle. As soon as you were positive it was Ike, he also saw you. You were going to run for it but Ike’s eyes looked over to see your now noticeable baby bump. Ike then dropped what he was doing and made it his way to you. Your body froze as he was in front of you and saw anger in his eyes.

“I see someone has been busy.”

“Not really.” You say as you look down and felt so small under him.

“Listen here, you’re going to grab whatever it is you need and I’ll pay for it.”

“No I can’t-“

“This isn’t an offer. It’s an order.” From there, Ike put on his happy face as he held your hand throughout the store. You however knew his eyes weren’t smiling, you were in trouble when you were finished there. Upon leaving Ike took you home and helped carry in everything. You felt so anxious on what was coming after your front door closed.

“Look Ike, I know what you’re thinking-“

“You know what I’m thinking? If you know then you’d realize how pissed off I am. Do you not know how fucked up this is?”

“Ike I’m sorry.”

“I know that this baby is mine. Why didn’t you tell me? You had to know for at least a few months now.” Ike was fuming at this point and you couldn’t bare it. Your hormones were already a mess and knowing you hurt him made you burst into tears. Your hands hid your face as the waterworks took over. Ike didn’t know what to do as he went to hug you. The feeling of his arms around made you feel better and missed how nice this was.

“You don’t have to do this alone. I want to be here for you and my baby. It missed you so much, I know it seemed like I didn’t care but it honestly broke me. You are the most precious thing to me.” Your arms only squeezed him tighter at his confession and things felt more in place.

“Move in with me and let me take care of you. I want us to be something real for our kid when the time comes.” How could you say no to such an offer?

#jeffrey dean morgan #jeffrey dean morgan x reader #jeffreys thirst squad #jeffrey dean morgan x you #jdm fanfiction #jdm x reader #ike evans x reader #ike evans #magic city #magic city ike evans

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writing-rat · 7 months

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Sleepy Cuddles

Pairings: Robin x Nancy

Warnings: Talk of trauma, sleepy cuddles

Summary: Robin can't sleep unless she's being held

2 hours after fighting Vecna and being picked up by Hopper, Nancy was exhausted. After everything, they had finally defeated it and she didn’t know how to feel. She felt better, yet nervous too. It had been her life for 3 years after all. The mental strain left her, exhaustion entering her body instead. This lead to her being slumped on Robin, who looked out the window quietly as Steve was sleeping. Robin jumped when she was touched, but when she saw it was Nancy, she just rubbed her side and was listening to the radio that was on. Hopper was taking them to his cabin at least.

She kept looking out the window, unaware Nancy was fast asleep. “Are you ok kid?” Hopper gruffed out. “Hm? Oh, yeah. I am ok sir,” she spoke with a nod. Hopper raised an eyebrow. “Why aren’t you sleeping like the other 2?” He then asked. Robin’s blood froze cold.

“I… I can’t sleep after what happened,” she admitted. “I haven’t slept well since the… Russians,” she added on, to which Hopper nodded. “That is fair,” he chuckled out. “Russians are brutal,” he added on. Robin looked intrigued, raising an eyebrow. “Any stories?” she asked.

“It’s all work, work, work. When you slept, it was freezing cold. I had to keep all my layers on during my sleep, and I usually just wear underwear and a shirt,” he explained to emphasise the temperature. Robin blinked in shock and nodded.

“We were just interrogated,” she spoke. “They thought we were part of the government and hurt us both,” she added, just looking out as she spoke.

That’s how the rest of the ride went, with stories of their past. Robin was still struggling to sleep, but she was happy Steve and Nancy were. “You 2 can have the spare bedroom, Steve can have the couch,” Hopper spoke, picking up the younger boy as he was taking him inside. Robin did the same but with Nancy, taking her to the bedroom. She did start to move around however, causing a small groan.

“Robin?” she asked exhausted. “Yes, it is me. We have the bed. Are you comfortable sharing?” Robin asked quietly. Nancy nodded, feeling her brain overwork. “I don’t think I can sleep anyway,” Nancy spoke with a shrug, sitting up. Robin nodded as she was doing the same, thinking.

“Want to talk about it?” Nancy asked.

“I feel like you need to talk more,” Robin answered, looking at her as she was about to take theberet off. Nancy immediately put her hand on the hat. “Keep it on. And we can both talk about it,” Nancy planned. Robin nodded.

A few hours later, the alarm clock read 3am, and Nancy and Robin were done talking. They were holding each other close, hugging and rubbing each other’s back to comfort one another. Nancy needed it after all. “Cup of tea?” Robin asked, tilting her head like a puppy. Nancy nodded, reluctantly letting her go. Nancy smiled as she was seeing Robin leave, thankful that she was there to help.

A few moments later, Robin was inside the room as Nancy was in her underwear and bra. Robin felt her throat dry up. “Are you sure you want to be around me dressed like that?” Robin asked.

“Yes, why would’t I? We are both female right?” she asked. Robin nodded then closed her eyes. “I’m… also a lesbian,” she spoke, not wanting to see her friend’s reaction. “So?” Nancy asked. That’s when Robin’s eyes opened in shock before she went over and nodded. “May I?” she asked, pointing to her own clothes. Nancy nodded. Robin just tugged the shirt off, leaving her trousers on. That’s when she handed over a cup of tea before she took hers, taking a sip and burning her tongue but she didn’t care.

Nancy soon felt sleepy, putting her empty cup down before she cuddled up to Robin who jumped again, but she just looked down, the hat still on. “Sleep now?” she asked. Robin nodded before she went into the bed, and was going onto her side, when Nancy big spooned her. Robin couldn’t help but smile. “Night, love you,” Nancy murmured out before she went to sleep. Robin was even more in shock but shook her head as she decided to sleep.

She would ask in the morning.

#ronance #ratboy writing #stranger things

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nalyra-dreaming · 11 months

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I was reading some comments about Lestat being horrible at the funeral of his brother and didn’t care. That he was just pissed off about louis ignoring him. And I mean Yeah, he was being avoided, and he didn’t like that. And to him, why should he care about being ”propper” at these human functions. But i don’t think he didn’t care about Louis pain. Cuz he did care for Louis and any pain he felt would’t sit well with Lestat, we don’t want our loved ones to be saddened. I also think there was a reason he came THEN and not after. He knew Louis was not well

I mean, this is Louis' tale, and Louis' memory, and Louis probably thought it beyond inappropriate (and likely rightfully so).

It would be interesting to see this scene from Lestat's memory, because he does open with his condolences, and a (misguided) attempt at lightening the mood, and then it spirals out of control real fast.

It did seem appropriately callous though, tbh, I could see it, especially since he had to wait for Louis... that said, of course he knew that Louis was not well then, yes. And as with many things this was honest and manipulation in equal parts I think. And this awareness of Louis' state of mind made him track him then, after.

And the rest... is history.

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arievir · 2 years

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Chapter 2 - The crow feather

Masterlist TNBT

WN: mention of: blood, death, suicide, and murder

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…When Utahime was 6 years old…

She went to the playground often and played alone by herself. Utahime used to do everything alone. Last year, Utahime had to drop out of school because her dad cheated on her mom and left them. They didn’t have much money to pay for her tuition after that.

After her mom worked so hard, the year later Utahime got into the school again. She was proud of her mom and did her best not to bother her mom. Nonetheless, the 6 years old girl was still a kid. She cried when she was sad too.

She thought back to the first day she confronted Gojo, a famous rich boy. She saw Gojo usually play with Geto, but never once did she want to play with them. They were rich with new clothes and toys every day, she was poor with the same clothes and toys that she used for years.

It was her first achievement in life to save money until she could buy ice cream with her own money. She was too happy, too clumsy, and dropped it.

She wailed and wailed until the white-haired boy approached her and got her a new one. The boy played with her after that, introduced her to his friends, shared his toys with her, and became a safe place for her to rest.

Utahime was thankful to the prince who came to help her. Because she was thankful to the prince, she was too afraid to lose him. No one knew how much humans could do when they were scared to lose something or someone.

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At the present time

Utahime secretly gazed at Nanami. She felt he was too cute to be anxious just because of buying flowers for you. She could picture how Nanami would be a good husband to take care of his wife. He might not be a prince, but he was a good man.

Nanami suggested Utahime be the one to give you flowers because he wanted you to be comfortable talking to her. Utahime pictured you must be a shy young girl.

Nevertheless, she was wrong, completely wrong. She could tell you weren’t the shy type, but the one who would’t force yourself to do what you didn’t want. In this case, you didn’t want to talk to anyone. You only bobbed to answer questions and pointed to what you wanted people to see.

It was alright, Utahime told herself. We all needed time and you just met her for the first time. No needed to rush things between her and Nanami or her and you.

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Gojo arrived at the university with a teddy bear and a big sunflower. He didn't really like to be in a crowded place. However, today was a special day for Utahime and his family. He came straight to where his family was. He tried to look for his young relative who graduated today as well.

He was in a hurry to give a teddy bear to his relative, but once he was there where his family gathered, the main person was nowhere to be found. He urged the parents to call their son and Gojo kept texting the young boy to be here soon. A moment later, he saw him run to them.

“Wow, you let me wait for you. Why don’t you come tomorrow huh?” Gojo said in a teasing tone.

“I-I am s-sorry” Yuta was breathless from running.

“I was kidding, but I’m hurried to go somewhere. Here’s the bear for ya. I’ll see you later” Gojo stroked Yuta’s head harshly till his hair was messy.

“Ahh!, my hair!” Yuta yelled to his older relative. He looked at Gojo. He was grateful that Gojo was always kind to him and helped him with a lot of things including his family's financial problems in the past.

After Gojo left his family, he was searching for his one and only, Utahime. He was so tall, it wasn’t that hard to notice her among the crowd. He beheld Utahime wearing a blue short dress with a white coat.

She was still gorgeous as always, never failing to take his breath away, though it was hurtful to watch her give that sweet smile to another man. He moved his glance to check where Nanami’s sister was, he aimed to begin his next move.

Then, he caught sight of you. A girl was next to Nanami and Utahime who stood under the white sakura tree, some white petals fell around you like snow falling.

He noticed a girl wearing a kimono hakama. The kimono was white and filled with pink and white flowers and alternating colors of green, red, black, and yellow flags patterns. The hakama skirt was forest green without patterns.

You also wore white socks and a red flip flop. You had a half-up hairstyle with a white bow to tie your loose curl hair. The warm breeze might have blown some of your hair into your face. He assumed you might feel annoyed because you used your tiny fingers to shove your hair from your fluffy cheek slowly.

Gojo watched as you only nodded your head and did not speak at all. There was something different about you, something he didn't understand. He believed that everything around you was still moving, like how Utahime was chuckling gently. Still, you were the only one in his baby blue eyes that stopped moving.

Later on, he realized you all were going somewhere. He used his long legs to walk to where you were. It seemed far but in a blink of an eye, he was close to you. He didn’t know your name, so he decided to play around a bit with that blonde-haired man who dared to steal his crush from him.

“Nanaminnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn”

His plan worked, you turned around. ‘Ohh, you saw him. Ah! You looked at him too’, His first step to surprise ruin Utahime and Nanami was successful.

Gladly, he bought a big sunflower for you, he would like to show them how nice he was. And it was a part of his plans. Well, the bonus was you might fall for him too.

“This is for you, little one. Congratulations” Gojo smiled warmly. He locked eyes with you. You looked adorable, but your eyeballs showed him suffering and emptiness.

You nodded.

“It would be rude if you don’t tell me your name” Gojo smirked at you.

You blinked rapidly. In your brain, you sort out forty-five and twenty-two thousand ways to answer him. You were about to choose one answer to reply when you felt Gojo moved closer to you.

“Gojo, you’re the one who is being rude!” Utahime scolded.

“I gave her a flower, she took it, and didn't tell her name, so how am I being rude here?” Gojo said while still staring at you.

“Okay, if you don’t tell your name. I don’t mind. But!!!! From now on, I’ll call you little one” Gojo declared.

“Y/n, that’s her name” Nanami spoke and stood in front of you to face Gojo.

Gojo grinned. He leaned to his side, trying to talk to you, who was behind Nanami. “Nice to meet you. The name suits you well”

Nanami leaned his body to block Gojo’s view of you. “Thanks for giving her the flower, but we must go now. Have a great day. Y/n, let’s go. Utahime, do you still want to go with us?”

“Y-yes!” Utahime ran to be next to Nanami. You three began walking. However, Gojo still followed behind.

“Why Gojo? Why?” Utahime asked angrily after swirling around to glare at him.

“I got lost with my family” Gojo answered back and unhurriedly walked next to you.

“Your family? How?” Utahime asked.

“It’s Yuta’s graduation too, Hime” Gojo eyed her.

You observed the looks between Gojo and Utahime. You watched Utahime as her eyelids lowered a bit to show the soft look, though she spoke harshly to him. Her body slightly shivered, her thumb rubbed the pointed finger, and she bit the inside of her bottom lip. It was like she was nervous.

You smoothly headed to glance at where Gojo was. You acted like you were looking around, on the other hand, you were observing this white-haired man. You analyzed his look, figure, and movements.

You saw he tightened his jaw. His hand clenched into a fist. He barely blinked when he talked or looked at her like he wanted to capture her picture as much as he could. He stood straight confidently, but his eyes were full of sadness and fear.

It was easy for you to realize the way they looked at each other from their orbs. They loved each other. You were confused. It would be impossible for Nanami not to see this. You then unhurriedly turned to watch Nanami. Your eyes widened, your breath was quicker when you found Nanami was looking at you.

You were stunned. You immediately turned your head to the other side. Unfortunately, you turned to lock eyes with Gojo. His eyes were delicate before they were changed to be playful again.

“Don’t fall in love with me, y/n” Gojo leaned forward to speak with you.

You didn't say or move. You just stared at him. You tried to read him. Though you just learned he loved Utahime, predicting Gojo’s next move was as hard as Nanami.

Gojo kept smiling at you. ‘Oh no she keeps looking at me’, that was in his mind.

Before anyone could do anything, you all heard Yuta’s voice, “Gojo! Y/n? Huh?”.

“Yuta, why are you here?” Gojo asked.

“I-I’m here for y/n, Yuki asked me to find her” Yuta was bewildered about how you were with his older relative.

Gojo grinned from ear to ear and looked at you. “So, little one, you’re the one Yuta visits often, huh? Lemme introduce myself again. I’m Gojo Satoru. I’m Yuta’s relative”

You stared at Gojo and Yuta. You inhaled and exhaled calmly and began to walk from Nanami to Yuta. You slowly tiptoed to whisper close to Yuta’s ear.

“Yuta, is this guy your relative, like a real real relative?” you questioned.

Yuta’s face turned red. It was rare that you would be this close to him. He heard everything you said. “Sorry, what did you say? I couldn't hear clearly?”

Yuta leaned down for you when he sensed you grabbed his arm to balance yourself. He placed his hand on your lower back to secure you. You whispered again but louder than the previous time.

Yuta moved his head to face you and murmured. “Yep, he is my relative”.

Gojo watched how you move your pretty lips. So, you could speak but chose not to do that with him and Utahime. He recollected that his relative had started hanging out often at a certain friend's house 3 years ago.

“Yuta, you’ve been going to hang out with her since your first year right?” Gojo asked.

“I hang out with Toge too. Toge and y/n live in the same house” Yuta replied.

“Y/nnnnnnnnnnnnnn Yutaaaaaaaaaaaaaa” Yuki shouted their names. She ran into the group while her left hand was grabbling Toge's arm with her.

Yuki glimpsed Utahime and Gojo. She didn’t know who Utahime was. Yet, she knew who Gojo was. He was famous and from a powerful family just like y/n’s family.

“Nanami, are they your friends?” Yuki asked Nanami.

“This is Utahime, my co-worker and Gojo is our co-worker and Yuta’s relative” Nanami explained plainly. He walked close to you before pulling your hand to be close to him. His hand was larger and warmer than yours. It made you feel safe.

“Y/n, today is your special day. I think you might want to take a picture with Yuki and Toge. Smile more for today, okay?” Nanami said gently.

You nodded. You stood in the middle between Yuki, your aunty and Toge, your friend and step-brother. You slowly smiled. You looked around to see others with their family. You closed your eyes for a moment.

You imagined your father was next to Toge. Your mother was next to Yuki. Your older brother was behind you. This was the family you would like it to be although you still remembered the red liquid everywhere in your house ten years ago.

You lost in your sadness to think about your family. You hoped they would be here to see your success.

“Y/n, smile for me please” Nanami requested.

His voice always called you back no matter where you were. That was why he meant a lot to you. That was why it hurt you inside to see he was with someone.

However, you learned a tragic lesson from losing your family. You learned to wish for your loved ones to have happiness in life even though you could not be there for them. As long as they were happy, that was enough.

You looked straight at the camera that Nanami held. The corners of your mouth slowly lift up. They were lifted up by the unwillingness, from the sadness of not having your family members here.

Nevertheless, the smile was also from the gratitude that you felt toward Yuki who took care of you, although she was just your mom’s best friend and Toge was there for you, even though he was not your real brother.

Nanami realized his heart was pounding to see your bright smile. Your smile was still as sweet as when you were young. He gripped the camera tight in fear of slipping it out from his large hands.

“It was wrong” Nanami whispered to himself.

At the same time, Gojo gazed at that dumb smile on your face. He could tell you were forcing yourself. He thought Utahime’s smile was still the most beautiful he had seen.

Yet, it was odd because he also felt that smile suited your face. He was curious what it would be like if he annoyed you or even better if he made you talk to him. That seemed to be a challenging mission to try.

Utahime stared at you with her tender eyes. You looked more adorable when you smiled. No wonder why Nanami was worried about you so much. Utahime heard someone giggling, she then shifted her head to see who it was.

Surprisingly, it was Gojo. To her surprise, Gojo kept his eyes on you while giggling. She was worried whether he would have had a weird plan to annoy her again by using you.

After taking a million photos as Yuki requested, Yuki asked Yuta to be in the frame with you and Toge. Later, Yuki invited Nanami to take a photo with you. You stood close to him.

You sensed he wrapped his arm on your waist to bring you closer. Your heart was full with warmth from his gentle touch. ‘He was here, He was always here with you’, you thought.

“Utahime, come and take a photo with us” Nanami suggested after he took some photos with you.

Utahime watched how you would react. You looked and smiled at her a little bit. Utahime took it as a sign of doability.

Utahime was on the left side and Nanami was on the right side. You still could feel his hand on your back.

“Are you done?” Gojo asked you all loudly.

“What do you want?” Nanami asked with slight anger.

“Wanna take a photo too!!” Gojo responded cheerfully. He moved close to where you all stood. You assumed he needed Nanami to be out of the frame, so he could take a photo with you and Utahime, but you were wrong.

“Hime, Nanami, could you move away from her? I want a photo with y/n” Gojo pushed Nanami and grabbed Utahime’s arm to stay away. Then, he stood close to you. So close that you could smell his sweet cologne.

You took a glimpse at Gojo. He smelled like candy. Moreover, he was so close that your left arm touched his right arm. You wondered what kind of person would like to take a photo with no gap between bodies of people who just met. To you, Gojo was remarkable…

“Smile for me, little one” Gojo looked at your eyes.

You smiled automatically before turning your head at the camera. Toge took 2 photos of you and Gojo, one when you both locked eyes with each other, and another one when you and Gojo smiled at the camera.

“We looked so good! Don't you think so? Send to me too, the boy” Gojo happily asked you before he told Toge.

You shook your head up and down a couple times to agree with him.

It was a memorable day that you graduated with your friends and had people who you loved. Even though there were two people you didn’t know, you appreciated their time to be here for you no matter what their reasons were.

When you all were about to go home, Gojo invited everyone to have dinner together. At first, Nanami and Utahime refused, Gojo said he reserved the whole restaurant at the top floor of the hotel. It cost him more than 6 figures. Yuki was shocked. She heard about how rich and crazy Gojo was, but never experienced it till today.

He said it was fine to waste money, but Yuki felt bad, well more like she wanted to go there, so she agreed to go. That made you, Toge, and Yuta go as well. Finally, Nanami and Utahime had to go there as Gojo planned.

When you all arrived at the restaurant, there was no one there. Only one long table was next to the massive window of the hotel. From there, you could see a broad view of Tokyo city.

“Gojo, why is there only one table here?” Yuta asked his relative.

“Well, because it is Y/n' s graduation and I don’t know how many people will come. So, I reserved the whole place and asked them to put one long table” Gojo explained proudly.

“How about Yuta, your relative?” Utahime rolled her eyes before asking him.

“Well, our family plans to gather tomorrow anyway” Gojo shrugged.

While everyone was talking, you looked at the window to see the view of the city. You admired how alluring the city was. You felt someone stepping close to you. You were about to swirl back but were stopped by the heavy hands on your small shoulders.

You didn’t need to see who it was since you could smell the sweet fragrance. You saw the reflection of Gojo’s face and movement. He bent his body to whisper next to your ear.

“I hope you like it” Gojo said.

You nodded.

“Then, can you hel-” Gojo was about to say something. However, he saw from the corners of his eyes that someone yanking your arm. Gojo raised his eyebrow to see Nanami take you away from him again.

“Let’s eat Gojo” Nanami spoke flatly.

Gojo smiled slyly. He was over the moon that he was truly sure he discovered the way to get Utahime back.

Yuki sat at the head of the table. Toge, you, and Yuta sat on her right. Nanami, Utahime, and Gojo sat on her left. The food was so fancy. There were more than 20 dishes on the table, some food you knew like steak, grilled scallops, chicken stew, pork chops, steamed crab, and many more.

You couldn’t help, but kept peeking at Gojo. Since you met him in the morning, you were eager to know about him. You also found out he was soft when he was around Utahime. He kept spooning food onto Utahime's plate.

Utahime didn’t say anything, her reaction was normal, unlike how she disagreed with Gojo most of the time in the morning. In fact, it looked natural. You guessed they must have known each other for a long time.

You sensed a glare from someone, so you looked around and met with Nanami's eyes. You glanced at Nanami spooning some food onto your plate. You just nodded lightly.

“Y/n, eat this. It’s good” Yuta put some meat on your plate.

You smiled at him and scooped some fried rice for him too. You got a goosebump as someone stared at you strongly. Suddenly, you were stunned when Gojo called out your name. “Eat this pasta, little one. It's the famous dish of the restaurant”

You nodded and looked at the pasta on your plate before taking some in your mouth.

“Is it delicious?” Gojo asked you.

You nodded while the spoon was still in your mouth.

‘Cute’ Gojo thought.

‘Too much’ Nanami thought.

‘Gojo is different today’ Utahime thought.

‘This is bad’ Yuta thought.

‘I’m so proud of you, y/n’ Toge thought.

‘Y/n has grown up to be a beautiful woman now’ Yuki thought.

‘This food is really good’ you thought.

You saw how they talked to each other and had fun. Though you said nothing during the meal, you were fine with Yuta taking care of you, Yuki enjoying the meal, Toge sharing his food with you, Nanami being happy with a woman next to him.

After the main course, Gojo requested dessert to be served. There were many kinds of desserts on the table and you were having a difficult time choosing what to eat first.

Even though the dinner was a bit chaotic, it was a great time. You met two new people unexpectedly. Still, they both were nice to you, especially Gojo.

Gojo later on invited everyone to stand near the window because he had received permission from the restaurant to show a special gift for you.

For a moment, the sound of the fireworks was heard. The dark sky in the evening was colored with red, blue, green, white, yellow, purple, and pink. There were different shapes of fireworks too.

You never preferred the loud sound, but it was acceptable to listen to this sound with the sparkle and the brightness of the evening sky.

Your eyes unconsciously gazed at where Gojo was. You caught sight of Nanami watching the sky next to Utahime. Utahime held her hand with the blond haired-man.

At the same time, Gojo was gazing at Utahime's face with a bitter smile. You wondered whether your face had the same smile as Gojo or not.

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You woke up on your bed the next morning. You still remembered the sad smile of Gojo. You felt bad for him. However, you could do nothing to help him too.

You shook your head to clear your silly ideas about Gojo. There was nothing to think of him since you wouldn’t see him anymore. You decided to go downstairs to make some pancakes for Toge and Yuki.

You tilted your head to recall how Toge and Yuki made pancakes. You forgot what step you needed to do first. You saw flour and you realized you had to make dough. You added ingredients that you could remember: eggs, water, sugar, salt?

You heated the pan and added butter with a bit of oil. This was how they did it, you were sure.

You slowly added the dough into the pan.

“Hmm, it seemed…weird” you muttered.

Unexpectedly, you saw a small fire in the pan. Your eyes got bigger than the eggs you added in dough. “Uh oh! Togeeeeeeeeee Yukiiiiiiiiiiiiii” you kept shouting their name.

“Y/n, what happens?” Toge was shocked with the situation that happened in front of him.

“Shoot! Oh non ononoonoonno whaaaahh Close! The! Stove” Toge screamed and ran to close the stove before moving the pan away to a safer place.

“What the!!! Fjfgkjgn Y/N again??” Yuki shouted and used the towel to absorb the water before covering the whole pan.

After everything seemed safe, both Toge and Yuki looked at you. “Y/n, didn’t we tell you not to cook without us?” Toge said.

You looked at your feet and bit your lower lip a bit.

“Y/n, I love you. You know right, I always let you do what you want except cooking ALONE” Yuki flopped on the floor and sighed.

“S-sorry…” you murmured.

“Not just sorry but don’t do it AGAIN” Toge laid on the floor next to Yuki.

“That was scary, you know. This is the hundredth time you tried to burn the house. If you do it again, I’ll tell Nanami” Toge threatened.

“N-Nooooo Toge, don’t do that I won't cook again really. I promise” you flopped down next to Toge.

Toge watched you and got up from the floor. He caressed your cheek lightly. “Don’t pout like that, just promise me okay? I don’t want you to get hurt”

You nodded and made a pinky promise with him.

After the disaster morning you created, you went back to your own bedroom. You opened the laptop to see if there was any new order for the handmade bracelet. You replied to all the customers before listing what you had to purchase from the charms factory and accessories shop.

You saw the light display on your phone and picked it up. It was your dad's best friend who always checked on you since your dad passed away.

“Hi, Kenjaka uncle” You said.

“Y/n, congratulations. I’m sorry I wasn’t there for you yesterday. I was on the plane back from the business trip” Kenjaku clarified.

“Thank you, how was your trip?” you asked while playing with the hem of your oversized t-shirt.

“It was good. The deal was made. I went with Jogo…He also hopes to see his niece too”

You were silent when Kenjaku mentioned Jogo.

“He does miss you, Y/n. Tomorrow, we’ll celebrate the deal that our hospital will get to work with the biggest hospital in America at Jogo’s mansion. It’s only for close friends. We want to do this before announcing the news publicly. Will you come?” Kenjaku asked.

“I don’t think I should be there” you replied and looked up at the messy board in your bedroom.

“Don't forget this. The hospital business was managed by your father before he left. You refused to take care of it and that was why Jogo made you one of the shareholders. Please be there y/n, you are part of the board of directors” Kenjaku said.

‘Keep silent y/n. Let him say, let him speak more’ you told yourself.

“Listen to me, you have all the rights to be there as a family member. You are kind enough to let Jogo take over everything, so please come okay? I want to give you something too. and I miss you, we miss you” Kenjaku said softly.

“Okay, will be there. Just send me the location and the time” you requested.

“Okay, I’ll have a limousine to pick you up and will send some dresses over to choose at your house today” Kenjaku hung up.

You stood up and walked to the messy board. There were pictures of people, pieces of news you cut, and strings that tied between pictures. One picture was of Jogo.

There was news that was stuck under his photo The news claimed Jogo was at your house before your family died. Jogo said he was there to invite his brother to go on a business trip together. You believed there was something more because your dad never mentioned the business trip.

You might be young at that time, but you could still recall all the things that happened that night. All the people said that your dad was crazy to kill his wife and your brother before killing himself. They claimed you were just lucky to hang out with Toge on that night, that was why you survived.

It was not true. You were sure. Your dad was always sweet for us, for you, your mom, and your brother. Tomorrow, you were determined to use this opportunity to investigate Jogo, your dad's younger brother who never called you at all since your dad was gone.

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You wore a white embroidered floral pattern strapless dress and knee-length. It caressed your body pretty well, actually too well, you couldn’t feel your organs inside your body at all. You also brought an oversized black blazer with you. You waited for a moment until the car came to pick you up. Toge and Yuki kept taking your photos till you left the home.

The mansion was surrounded by a large garden, all walls are made of glass, the furniture with the minimal style, simple and only natural materials. There were about 50-60 people there. You guessed the meaning of close friends between you and Jogo were different.

The party was in a rose garden where it was located in the center of the house. You walked around to observe the waiters and waitresses wearing a white shirt inside with black suit outside as expected, for a moment you heard someone say your name.

“Y/n” Jogo called out your name.

“Hi, uncle” you mumbled and bent your body to greet him.

“You’ve grown a lot” Jogo said.

You smiled softly.

“Come. Let’s meet others from the board of directors” You followed Jogo. It was weird to meet many new people. You said nothing as Jogo spoke to everyone like he was your spokesperson.

Jogo heard about you from Kenjaku that you hadn't spoken much with people since that day. Jogo felt sorry for what happened. He felt bad that he couldn’t help his older brother or his only niece. He thought if he was more careful, if he was more responsible about the business, your dad wouldn’t…it wouldn’t happen.

You were exhausted from standing there like a doll next to your uncle. You asked to leave for the toilet. You wore the blazer and intended to walk past the tray of empty glasses. You carried the tray and went inside the building. You remembered coming to this house 10 years ago when you were young. You recalled where Jogo’s office was.

The building itself was huge. You placed champagne glasses on the first, second, and the third stairs pretending like it was an accident, like some waiters forgot to collect them or some drunk guests placed them around.

You walked upstairs to his office. You believed it took around 36 seconds from the first floor to the second floor. You went straight to the room at the end of the hall. You counted it would be around 25 seconds. You opened the door of his office, but didn’t close it completely, you left a gap.

The room was not too dark since the evening began an hour ago. You chose not to turn on the light of the room because there were big windows where natural light could come in. You turned on the flashlight of your phone camera to look around.

You saw bookcases filled with business, poetry, and some kind of history books, expensive showcases and cabinets that had different statues of humans and sculptures in many shapes, and the big safe behind the long wooden desk.

There were also photos of his family as well as some photos with your dad. You walked to sit on his office chair. You opened the first drawer from the top. You saw keys and a piece of paper with some numbers and alphabets written, m4w4h2n2m8, you read.

Then, you investigated his computer. It was open but it was locked. You tried to think of what the password could be. You glanced at the picture frame on his desk. It was him, his wife and his daughter. You stared at the piece of paper again.

You were about to type something on his computer. However, you heard the sound of glasses and a woman's voice from downstairs. Whoever they were, it would take that person about 30 seconds to be on this floor, you analyzed. You stared at a piece of paper one more time and put it in its place.

You waited for 10 seconds to check if there was someone outside before immediately opening the door and closing. Around 10 seconds, you went straight to the toilet on the same floor as Jogo’s office. You waited for 5 more seconds and pretended to leave the toilet and you saw Jogo’s wife, Hanami, arriving on the same floor.

“Why did you leave that toilet?” Hanami asked suspiciously.

You were silent.

“Must of thought things were still the same when you were young? Thought that you were the daughter of the oldest child who owned the hospital and could do whatever you wanted?” Hanami stepped forward. She said with an angry voice.

‘Keep quiet’, you reminded yourself.

“It’s true, huh? You haven’t spoken at all since your dad killed your mom and your brother. Poor you. You think I would be thankful for your fake kindness that you gave your dad’s position away? Who do you think you are? Thought you were the top of everyone” Hanami said a bit louder.

‘What’s wrong with her?’ You glared straight into her eyes while thinking.

“Mad?! You know I hate them. Should've been disappearing in my life as you always do, why did you come here? Don’t dare to look at me like that, Y/n!! I’m your aunty!!!” Hanami clenched her jaw. She hated your eyes which showed how much you were ready to pursue everything that you wanted. Hanami hated how much you resembled your mom, especially those eyes.

Hanami lost her mind, your eyes made her lose her manners. It reminded her how she lost to your mom. She wielded her hand up to the air in an attempt to slap your cheek. It was so near between her hand and your cheek, so you closed your eyes. You were surprised that you didn’t feel any pain.

Thus, you opened your eyes to see the white-haired man catching Hanami’s wrist.

“Don’t touch my little one” Gojo said firmly.

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SPOILERS FOR THRONE OF GLASS (and Crescent City a bit too)!

I finished KOA. How do I even move on from this series now 😭

I absolutely can’t stop thinking about it! Rowan and Fenrys omg but all the men are amazing in this series. Yes, even Chaol in the last two books. But Rowan my goodness a new bookboyfriend for sure 😂

So here comes a dump of my thoughts on the last book.

- The first part of the book was the most intens for me. And the best part of the book too.

- I can’t stop thinking about how Fenrys and Aelin had this communication blinking thing I absolutely loved that! How she escaped and the first thing she did was go to Fenrys. But my god he couldn’t do anything for Aelin in there and still they found a way to be together, even though the pain they both had to go through. How he cried when he had to take the glass out of her legs… 😭

- I loved how she couldn’t really talk or touch Rowan after the escape. But when she had the chance, she went looking for wedding rings. It was such a beautiful moment.

- Rowan did everything he could for Aelin. How broken he was when she was with Maeve. Just how his pov was about her, it was all so amazing. His pov was my absolute favorite thing of the entire series. He would do anything to get to her, even if it would hurt him. Like cutting himself in his shoulder to get that piece of iron out, to get to her. It blew my mind. Not even sure how to describe it all. He is amazing in every way possible.

- Also it kinda bothered me how Aelin wouldn’t let Dorian help her. She never planned doing it together, she would safe him at that Lock even though they decided to do it together. She would just do everything alone, only sacrifice herself. It got irritating at some point. Aelin didn’t even think about what Rowan would have to go through if she actually died. Yes she would safe the world. But it felt like she only cared about that, about wanting the war to end. Rowan lost a ‘mate’ before. And if she would die, like she planned several times, he would have to live without her. He would do anything to solve it, so she wouldn’t have to die, but she only thought about ‘it was her fate’. Come on Aelin, think about the pain Rowan would have to go through?! It broke my heart when she just went in that Lock and Rowan could do nothing but just stand there and watch. HE HAD TO WATCH. How could she do it to him, just sacrificing herself and if it wasn’t for the Lock, it would be to kill Maeve. She knew she would die, and I can’t believe the pain Rowan would have to go through. She didn’t even let him talk or try to solve it so she wouldn’t have to. I don’t know what it was, but it irritated me.

- I never thought it would hurt so much that the thirteen died. What it did to Manon. 😭

- And how hard it was for Aedion that his father died. He would’t really talk to him, didn’t even want to be near him at first. But in the end he cared about him so so so much. I still don’t really get why SJM needed to kill him…?! It happened so fast and it wasn’t like he needed to sacrifice himself at that point?! The thirteen, they had no choice, if they didn’t sacrifice, everyone would die. But Gavriel, he just went through the gate, it closed, and he killed a bunch of Valg. But there were so much more Valg left, what was the point of going through that gate?! It felt as such an easy way to kill him, not needed at all. 😭

- And Connall. I wish we learned more about him. What happened in that throne room with Maeve, who Connall was to Fenrys (except his twin brother, that was clear).

- With this many pov’s, it would’ve been so much better for me if it was devided into two books. I wish we got more time with each couple. Elide and Lorcan, Aedion and Lysandra. I wanted to learn so much more about them together. I read that they’re both mates. But I didn’t really read that in the books. Not only do I want to know what Lorcan did with Elide OMG. But also Lysandra and Aedion. It was detailed at some points, but in the end it felt rushed and absolutely not complete, even though they got married. Talking about getting married. WHY DID SJM WRITE ALMOST NONE OF THE WEDDING SCENES. I wanted to read those sooo bad!

- It also felt so rushed when Aedion did the blood oath. It was so important to him and yes he was crying through the entire process (omg 😭) but still I wish they would talk about it so much more, make it much bigger than it was now.

- I just wished the book would’ve had more moments of calm with the characters. Not even sexy times. Of course I wouldn’t mind though 😏 but just talking with each other. Not talking about the war, but personal talks. Getting to know each other and telling secrets, spending time together. Sometimes it felt like we were going from one battlefield to the other. And planning, planning and even more planning. It got frustrating at some point which is sad because all SJM books are absolutely 5+ stars to me. And some books feel like they deserve like 18 stars but this one… I did rate it with 5 stars. But that was mostly for the first part of the book. Even though we get most answers, for such a complicated story, with so many pov’s and details, it’s still incomplete. Please please pleaaase let there be more. Crescent City 3 please?! With Rowan pov as well please?!?!

- Crescent city must be a book of at least 2000 pages my goodness how is she gonna bring everything together with so many amazing stories?!

- But okay about tog: I still don’t really get what Maeve wanted. Yes she wanted the keys but why? And what does it mean that she’s a Valg queen? Was she possessed by a Valg? Was there a person before the Valg? Where did she come from, who was she? Or was she and Erawan and his brothers a Valg in the other worlds, and was there never a person to begin with? I still don’t get it. And the gods too, I don’t understand it all. It was such a complicated story. Amazing, but complicated. And how that all ended… it just didn’t feel as strong as the rest of the story.

- Also. If that Lock was made to lock Erawan. Why didn’t they lock them in there. Why did he had to be killed, what was so important that someone from Mala’s family had to die, and in the end not even locking Erawan with it, but needed to kill him? The gods had to be locked… but the story was about Erawan who was locked when Evalin (or what was her name?) made that mistake. That also was a bit weird to me. Only because of a mistake, the whole world was in danger, only to safe her mate? And now Aelin can’t be safed for her mate? That whole Lock part was so confusing in this last book. I still don’t really get it, and it feels incomplete somehow. What happened exactly, why were Erawan and Maeve in this world, why did they create the Valg, who were they, where did they come from, why did they need to be locked, where did that portal came from in the first place, how did they get in this world? What are their exact powers? What did the gods do, where did they come from, why couldn’t they help and safe them? I do believe I just missed some things in the book, I mean it’s so complex and so much. But still, I missed something in this entire story.

I loved the entire series. It was such a strong story. But the ending of it all, it wasn’t what I expected. It wasn’t a bad ending, it was written well, and I can’t really tell why it feels incomplete, rushed, as if it’s missing information. I love everything that Sarah writes. Absolutely everything. But a complex and strong story like this one needs an incredible ending, which it just wasn’t to me. This book was the least of the entire series somehow. And that makes me a little sad. I loved that series so much. I started caring about everything so much.

I have to mention that I read KOA in two days though 😂 which is a LOT of information in two days hahahah so yeah I definitely need to reread them and see what I missed the first time. Sometimes I just read stuff online and I’m like omg was that even said in the book?!

Okay for now this is it. Applause to everyone who made it to the end of my ToG feelings dump 😂 I’m sure there will be more soon 🤣

#tog #rowan #aelin #koa #kingdom of ash #sjm books #sjmaas #sjm multiverse #aedion ashryver #lorcan salvaterre #elide lochan #chaol westfall #yrene towers #aelin ashryver galathynius #dorian havilliard #rowan whitethorn

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