#kingdom fanfic

[chanis-banani]

king of cherry blossoms

So I've been thinking about cute scenarios to kick off this short fluff campaign. And since spring is here, what would be cuter than having a cherry blossom picnic with the king himself? :)

genre: cute, lighthearted fluff

word count: ±600

"I think that would be a nice spot," you said to Mujin while pointing to one of the cherry trees ahead of you. It was a lovely day with a perfectly blue sky and an ideal temperature. Needless to say, almost everyone in town decided to go outside to enjoy the weather and thus the park was rather crowded. But luckily, you had spotted a beautiful little open space right beneath one of the many cherry trees. Mujin let out an excited squeal. "Yes! It's perfect! Come on, quickly! Let's go before somebody else sits there!" He immediately started running, clumsily carrying the big basket of food with him. "Hey, wait for me!" you yelled at him and you quickly followed him with the picnic blanket in your arms.

A large part of the grass beneath the tree was already covered in little blossom leaves, creating a beautiful sea of green and pastel pink. After you laid out the blanket, you helped Mujin set up the picnic. Since the two of you had decided to make it a French-themed picnic, you had mostly brought different kinds of fruits and cheeses, along with a big baguette and some cherry jam.

"Here, you should try this," you said while tearing a piece from the baguette and spreading some of the jam on it. Mujin wanted to take it from you, but you nodded your head with a big grin. "Just open your mouth and say aaa." With a little pout on his lips, he reluctantly opened his mouth so you could feed it to him. Once he tasted the delicious jam, he quickly began to smile again. "Wait wait, now you say aaa as well," he said excitedly with his mouth still full. He took one of the strawberries and brought it to your mouth, but just when you wanted to bite down on it, he quickly ate it instead. "Ppfffff, you're so childish," you murmured, but he just continued to laugh happily.

"Okay okay, for real this time," he grinned and he took another strawberry. Of course you didn't believe him anymore and this time you made sure to keep your mouth closed. Mujin pressed the strawberry firmly against your lips and gave you that puppy-eye look, insisting that you should take the it. Eventually you gave in and he smirked happily while he fed the strawberry to you. As you bit down on it, a drop of juice rolled down the corner of your mouth. Mujin gently grabbed your chin and he used his thumb to wipe the juice from your lip, causing your cheeks to flush. The nervous look on your face made him giggle. "Oh? Are you embarrassed?" he mocked. "I am not!" you sputtered and you quickly pushed his hand away from your face.

He laughed at you and pressed a quick kiss on your cheek, which still felt hot from embarrassment. When he pulled away, you noticed that he had a piece of cherry blossom stuck in his hair. "Wait, hold still," you said and you cupped his face in your hands. The clueless look on his face made him look absolutely adorable with the pink little flower in his hair. "What is it?" he asked cutely while you plucked the blossom from his head and showed it to him, making his eyes grow big.

"You really are the king of cherry blossoms," you grinned. He took the flower from you, examining it more closely. Suddenly a huge smirk appeared on his face and he turned to you again. He gently put the flower in your hair, still with a massive smirk on his lips and said: "Then you can be my little jester."

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[bus-stop-to-kpop]

Kingom Reaction #1 - You have a Dating Rumor

(You are also an Idol in this one)

Requested?: No

Word Count: around 100 - 150 each

A/N: I really love Kingdom so it’s a little sad to see how little content there is on them, but fear not I’m here to give you a lot!

I realized that some of them might be more of a shipping scenario than an actual dating rumor, but I didn’t know what else to call it.

Either way have fun reading :) ~Admin J

Dann: You're a guest at his Radio show, Radio'n'Us, being sent to represent your group.

Viewers instantly managed to catch how well the two of you seemed to get along. Both of you were all smiley during the interview section, laughing at jokes the other made, no matter how bad they were.

They were also quick to notice the blush spreading across your cheeks whenever Dann complimented your voice. Since you were shy it always embarrassed you to get praised like that.

Of course you also took a picture together for the Instagram account of the radio and many pointed out how good you looked together.

And then there was also the post on your groups official account about how nice Dann had been to you and how much fun you had during the interview.

Obviously any sweet interaction like that would make the fans minds go wild with scenarios.

Arthur: Both of you are the main dancers of your respective groups so you were paired to do a performance together at one of the end of the year award shows.

Since both of you were passionate about dancing you wanted to make sure to give the audience an amazing performance. And you did.

After the performance many people commented how harmonious you looked while dancing and how it seemed like the two of you had been dancing together for years.

When the behind the scenes and dance practice videos came out netizens pointed out how well you got along, joking around with each other and just having fun in general.

It left everyone questioning if you were more than just project partners for this dance.

Mujin: You post a picture of you at the same location.

When you posted a picture of yourself on a walk at Han river you didn't think anything of it. Simply wanting your fans to know how you were spending your time off after just finishing your latest promotion.

Only for your phone to blow up with notifications, Mujin had also posted a picture at Han river the day prior.

Netizens immediately concluded that you must have gone on a walk together and took pictures of each other only to post it for your Lovestargram.

Even though Mujin and you opened up about it only being a coincidence, many fans still liked to believe the two of you were dating.

Louis: He used to be friends with your brother.

Him and your brother were both on the schools soccer team and used to be good friends, so he often came over to your house.

However once he became a trainee he lost touch with your brother.

He's surprised to suddenly see you a few feet away from him as he is waiting for the MC to announce the winner of today's music show.

Being the extroverted person he is, he approaches you when walking off stage, unaware that you were still in frame of the camera.

So your little interaction quickly sparked rumors.

Ivan: You accidentally bump into him at ISAC.

It wasn't on purpose obviously, you were simply too focused on interacting with your fans while walking backwards to notice Ivan's tall figure behind you.

Almost losing your balance Ivan wrapped an arm around you to make sure you didn't fall.

Fans at the venue would laugh about the way you were rapidly bowing while apologizing as Ivan tried to promise you it was completely fine and he was happy you didn't get hurt.

Pictures of Ivan's arm wrapped around you would later be taken out of context, spreading a rumor about how the two of you were obviously in love with each other, until someone released the full video of you bumping into him.

Hwon: You use similar phrases while communicating with fans.

Since it hasn't been long since his debut, he's still a little awkward when it comes to communicating with fans.

So he takes notes on how other idols act with their fandom.

He really likes the way you use your words, so he adapts some of your phrases for his weverse posts, like the way you wish people a good morning or good night.

Fans are quick to spot this.

Hwon is embarrassed about it, causing a rumor about the two of you so shortly after his official debut, he immediately stops trying to text like you and find his own style of communication.

Once he does, he realizes that sometimes you will use a phrase similar to his or just the same.

He's not sure if you're doing it unknowingly or if you're trying to poke fun at the rumors.

Jahan: You film a dance challenge together.

Due to promoting at the same time you were seeing each other quite frequently, so obviously he would take the chance and ask you to do their dance challenge with him.

He gives you the option to back out, not wanting to bother you, but you happily agree.

The next time you meet backstage you ask him to take part in your dance challenge in return. So you film the video and upload it soon after on your groups official account.

Seeing how Jahan and you already met twice backstage netizens start gossiping about what else could be happening when you meet backstage.

Maybe some Romance blossoming?

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[gardenjins]

icarus

“I flew too close to the sun,” Jahan says. He attempts to wring out the scrap of bloodied fabric into the grass, but all it does is get his hands dirty.

That answer is extremely unsatisfying.

“Aren’t you the king of the sun?” Yunho asks. Jahan has supernatural power too, Yunho watched him form a fireball in his hands earlier while they were running. “Can it even hurt you?”

aka; that one scene in Excalibur except this is how it fits in with my au >:3

rating: T wc: 4k

#like almost exactly 4k lol it's at 4008 #kingdom kpop #kpop fanfic #kingdom fanfic #2024

[serendipminie]

If you ever doubt whether you should write fanfic for Kingdom...

Remember all the possibilities for historical/royal AUs! 😭

#please oh god i love this concept too much #ugh what am i doing #kingdom #kingdom fanfic #please people #theyre such an amazing group too #no i'm totally not planning to write a fic yeah nope not me *guilty laugh*

[lmxkr]

OH MY GIRL! | 장윤호 – P2. New dude ୨୧

summary` – Noh Hyejin has an image for being popular among boys in their school. Not until, Yunho and Hyejin crossed paths.

genre` – fluff and crack, add a little spice of angst

pairing` – jang yunho x named!reader

warning` – mild cursing, mentions of cheating, toxic relationship (🚫), i think that's all :D

note` – this is based on a thai movie OMG! Oh my girl (highly recommend for you to watch it!) please reblog or like if you love it! you can also tell me your opinion abt this fic in the ask box! 🗳️

"I'm sorry," Seungjun apologized, handing Hyejin flowers. Yunho, on the other side, watches them with an expression of despair.

Seungjun spotted him and approached him, grabbing his phone from his pocket and typing something on it. Yunho then got the message and took out his phone.

💬 (Seungjun) : Do you like Hyejin?

💬 (Seungjun) : How could you do this to me?

Seungjun began to walk away from him, leaving Yunho behind.

Suddenly, Dongsik appeared from nowhere, running from behind Yunho, shouting his name, "Yunho!" When he finally reached him, he excitedly declared, "Seungjun already broke up with Hyejin." He happily looked at Yunho, "That stupefied. Plain stunned."

Dongsik then shifted his gaze to where Yunho was looking, "Damn it, Fake news" he grumbled as he looked at the couple in front of them.

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Yunho was sitting on a bar stool, enjoying a beer, when Dongsik contacted him. Yunho took his phone from his pocket and placed it near his ear. "What's up, Dongsik?" Yunho asked. "Yunho, I met Seungjun." Dongsik replied, "Seungjun and Hyejin-" Yunho interrupted him off by pushing the red button and placing his phone back in his pocket.

Yunho takes a sip of his beer and continues to consume it. While drinking, he observed a female figure. "Can I have a cigarette?" Yunho asked the guy behind the counter, then the guy handed him a cigarette, "Jerk! Buy it yourself next time." Yunho took the cigarette, "Thanks." and went to where the girl was earlier heading.

"Excuse me, Can I borrow your lighter?"

Nah. The conversation will run out quick.

"Inside is kinda loud, huh? What are you doing out here all alone?"

Nah. She'll wonder what's with the question.

"Smoking, of course."

If the answers are locked like that, then I'll have to attack.

"Careful, you'll get cancer."

"Don't forget to remind yourself as well."

But what if it's a dud?

"Sorry if that was lame. But can you give me your opinion? If you were to rate that pick-up line, what would you give it?"

Okay, that's possible.

Yunho approached the girl slowly, his jaws clenched over the cigarette.

Hyejin observed Yunho and started to wave at him to say hello, but she saw what he was doing and her lips curled into a smile.

"Inside is kinda loud, huh?" Yunho observed as the girl turned to face him. "What are you doing out here all alone?" Yunho asked, "Farting." The girl responded, making Yunho's countenance drop, and Hyejin covered her mouth with her palm to stop her from laughing out loud.

Yunho chuckles awkardly "Can I borrow your lighter?" Yunho said, "I'm not really smoking. I'm just here to fart." The girl confirmed. "Excuse me," she continued, carefully departing the scene. "Sorry. Sorry for laughing, but damn, that was really something, Jang Yunho," Hyejin joked.

Yunho then covered his face with his hand, realizing what just happend.

Yunho swiftly returned downstairs, followed by Hyejin from behind, and Yunho gathering his belongings at the barstool, ready to leave.

"Hey, I'm sorry. I'll treat you a round of beer."

"That's enough, universe. If I can escape from this, tomorrow I'll go to the temple for you."

Yunho had only walked outside the door when it began to pour heavily. He simply stood there, not moving one inch. Then his friend, Dongsik, appeared out of nowhere, wet in the rain and clutching his bag.

"Hey! You cut me off!" Dongsik said as he entered, pointing his index finger at his face.

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"Hey, I like this song." Hyejin said while smiling. "Were you born in time?" Dongsik asked while drying his hair with his towel. Hyejin looked at him and said, "Youtube, Spotify, Apple Music." Dongsik then nodded awkwardly, "Yeah. You have a good taste." Hyejin then looked at suspiciously, "What's with the compliment?" Hyejin asked him, Dongsik then started to roll his towel, "I like your friend, Ryujin." and strike it on the floor after, "A lot." Hyejin tried to hold her laugh, "Help me out, will you? Ryujin might be a bit shy, but that's how women are, right?" Dongsik continued, Hyejin then glance at Yunho, who is looking at something. Hyejin slowly appeared into his vision, losing his focus on something, making him snapped back to reality.

"What's on your mind? Do you need to fart?" joked Hyejin, who was then scowled at by Yunho. "Hyejin," Dongsik said. "What?" Hyejin inquired. "What do you mean by fart?" Dongsik inquired, staring at his companion. Then Hyejin leaned in to tell him what had happened before. "Well, just a while ago-" Yunho interrupted Hyejin's speech, "Well, at least I took my shot. What do those who have to wait around know? Have you ever taken a shot?"

Dongsik quickly notices where the situation is going, and Hyejin scoffed in response, "Hold it. What are you mad about?" Hyejin asked him, "Stop blowing your horn. If you knew what to do, you wouldn't have chosen Seungjun." "Why wouldn't I know how? Do you want me to show you?" Hyejin questioned Yunho, who then began to glance around the area until he noticed someone from a distance. "If you're the big shot, get the number of that guy. I'll bet ₩3000, you can't get it," he said, pointing to the individual who is fixing their own stuff.

Hyejin nodded in answer, "Make it ₩5000," Yunho added, as Hyejin stood up and approached the person gently. Dongsik moved in closer to Yunho.

"Can't you piece it together, while Hyejin's here by herself." Dongsik replied. "Huh?" Yunho inquired. "I called you to tell you Seungjun and Hyejin have broken up, like they're really done," Yunho scoffed at his friend's words. "They'll just get back together again-" Dongsik then threw his phone in Yunho's face, it was in Hyejin's ig acc and the bio states 'single'. Yunho's eyes widened as he stared at his friend. "And when you called, why the hell did you start with when “I met Seungjun”? You should've jumped straight into the main topic, that Seungjun and Hyejin are already over, you idiot!"

Dongsik then placed his left palm in front of Yunho's face, causing Yunho to stop speaking. "Dude, listen to me. It's called introducing the topic, mostly people do this to start the conversation off the bat like "Hello, Seungjun has broken up with Hyejin"? No! I would have started with "Hello, I met Seungjun." And then I asked him where Hyejin was. Seungjun looked really hurt, and that's when I tell you Seungjun told me, he and Hyejin have broken up, right? That's what normal people would do." As Yunho listened to what Dongsik was saying, it all made sense, "Such an idiot," Dongsik added, weeping.

They both looked at Hyejin, who was already asking the guy he pointed to, Yunho drinking the beer as his hand trembled, Hyejin went back and seated, Dongsik looking at her with a worried expression. Hyejin taken out something from her tote bag and handed it over to Yunho, saying, "He didn't give it to me."

Hyejin placed the money on the table, and Yunho slowly took it, saying, "I was joking. Just for laughs." and offering the money back.

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"Bye, Yunho! Bye, Hyejin!" Dongsik shouted as he waved goodbye to Yunho and Hyejin. Meanwhile.. Yunho and Hyejin removed their shoes to avoid getting wet as the area they were in began to flood due to the heavy rain. Fortunately, the flood is barely beyond their feet, not even up to their knees.

Hyejin and Yunho faced the same direction as they entered the flood. Hyejin notice it and assumed Yunho would accompany her home. "You don't have to walk me home. I can go home by myself."

"My dorm is on that way," Yunho remarked, pointing with his shoes in that direction.

Yunho was walking behind Hyejin when he noticed cockroaches and rats on his left side. He tried to forget about it until something touched his legs, causing him to panic, "Damn!" and accidentally dropping his shoe in the flood, "Damn it, my shoe!" he exclaimed, pointing to where he dropped it.

Hyejin swiftly stared at him and began to walk towards where he lost it, hoping to assist him in finding his shoe; she said, "Where?" Yunho abruptly replied, "Wait, you don't have-" "No, it's fine," Hyejin answered, continuing to look for his sneaker. "Oh! I think I've found it!" Hyejin exclaimed, moving her hand to the spot where she used to find his shoe, only to find a blue sandal.

"Nope," Hyejin said, putting the sandal in between her left upper arm so it wouldn't fall, and she continued on seeking the shoe, "Hey, it's fine. I'll just take that one. There's no way we'll find it," Yunho said, consoling her. "Are you sure?" Hyejin questioned, hesitantly handing him the sandal. "Thank you," Yunho said as he took it from her hand.

Yunho glanced at the sandal in his fingers before returning his gaze to Hyejin and beginning to follow her from behind. "Return safely," Hyejin said. Yunho was about to walk away when Hyejin said, "Oh, wait." Yunho was forced to return to his previous position. "Never mind.. I forgot.." Hyejin replied with a nod. "Thank you for walking me home... um... bye," Hyejin murmured, lifting her right hand to bid him goodnight. Yunho followed suit, raising his right hand with the sandal on them. They both began to walk away, and Yunho gave her one more look before returning to his hostel.

Hyejin was now standing in front of the door, searching through her tote bag for the dorm keys, but they weren't there? Hyejin searched again, hoping that it was merely buried in there, but it wasn't. Hyejin sat on the stairwell in front of the door, trying to remember where she had put it.

Yunho was joyfully walking when his phone suddenly rang, signalling that someone was contacting him; he took his phone from his pocket and answered the call. "Dongsik, what's up?" Yunho inquired. "It's cupid, bro. Did you see my present in your bag?" Dongsik said, and Yunho hastily fished through his tote bag, only to find the keys he had been staring at. Yunho retrieved it from his tote bag and looked at it for a moment before dashing back in.

Hyejin was no longer present when he arrived. He took out his phone and texted Hyejin.

Hey, I found your keys : (Yunho) 💬

💬 (Hyejin) : Really?! Thanks! Someone already let me in.

💬 (Hyejin) : I'll just get them tomorrow at the University.

Yunho grinned at the message before putting his phone back in his pocket and returning to his dorm.

"Uh.. Thanks again." Hyejin said looking at the tall man who let her in and bowed at him after. "No worries." The tall man said, Hyejin bowed again and went upstairs to her dorm. "Uhm.. Please regret my intrusion, but were you able to make your friend jealous?" The tall man questioned, causing Hyejin to halt walking and spin around to face him.

"I like guys, sweetie," the previous man said, holding a cigarette. "Oh, really?" Hyejin asked, "Yes." The man nodded, "Well.." Hyejin said as she got closer to him, "You don't have to give me your real number, give me a fake. I just want to make my friend jealous. My friend is sitting over there." Hyejin quietly said it to him, the tall man heard everything and looked at where she was pointing her friend. The tall man grimaced at the sight and swiftly returned her gaze. "This isn't my kind of thing. Go play at home, kiddie," the man said, making Hyejin laugh.

Hyejin snorted at the question, "No, I guessed wrong. He wasn't jealous at all." Hyejin smiled back. "You shouldn't feel bad about it because... your friend appears to be a pervert," the tall man said, chuckling. "Uh... My name is Youngjoon," the tall introduces himself. "Actually, we've met before; you accidentally stabbed me with the billiard's stick that time." Youngjoon said. Hyejin forms an 'o' with her mouth and points her index finger towards him. "I remember now," Hyejin said, "Yeah, see you around," Youngjoon added before going about his business. Hyejin returned to her room as well.

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"For this song, start with the snare. Okay?" Youngjoon said, talking with his bandmate before speaking to the mic, "I might not sing this song well, but can I ask the person who requested it. Please come up and sing with me?" Youngjoon said, looking and gesturing Hyejin to come up on stage, "Okay." Youngjoon chuckled as Hyejin swiftly waved her hand, "No need to wave, come on up."

"Hey, just go with it. Hyejin is good at picking losers; she'll break up with him soon, trust me," Dongsik reassured Yunho. "I'm just annoyed; doesn't he know Hyejin doesn't like this kind of stuff?" Hyejin made a choice and dashed to the stage, holding the microphone, and began to sing.

Yunho gazed at her, surprised; he hadn't expected her to be present on stage. Yunho sighed and leaned against the wall behind him. Dongsik shakes his head and leans in for the beer. Youngjoon smirked at Dongsik, causing him to stop drinking and stare at him in confusion. Dongsik carefully placed his beer on the table and turned behind him, then his eyes widened. He tapped Yunho's arm quickly. "Yunho, I have a good news. But please know one thing.. I think Youngjoon is gay."

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"Youngjoon's that guy, right?" (Dongsik)

"I stalked him. Fine-looking. Loaded." (Yoosung)

"Oh? Then why's he living at the student dorm?" (Jihun)

"Jihun, the dorms belong to his mom." (Yoosung)

"Owning the dorms making him rich?" (Dongsik)

"But there's another 30... He does night gigs as a hobby. He uses his own money to do his music. He doesn't use any of his family's money. He's starting to set himself up." (Yoosung)

"His profile is great." (Jihun)

"Just give up, Yunho." Dongsik said looking at hopeless-yunho. "The right person at the wrong time is the wrong person." Dongsik continued.

"Try listening to a podcast or medidate. You might become calmer." Jihun gave Yunho an advice.

"Why are we interested in this middle class guy? Who is infatuated with a girl isn't even his?" Yoosung asked Yunho.

"You don't have to get over being sad. Use your hurt to do something else like work and become well-known. A girl will come your way." Jihun said. "Jihun, that's how to get over someone, if you've been dumped." Yoosung stated. "Oh yeah, he wasn't even chosen." Jihun joked making the other two laughed except for Yunho. "Everyone.. stop talking for a sec, will you? I want you to comfort me, do I really have to ask?" Yunho mumbled making the three boys come to sit beside and comfort him.

TO BE CONTINUED | next – P3. Day 1,450 → Day 0

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[choerrysjubiles]

Le Céleste et Le Éclatant (Chapter 1)

wc: 1.4k / tw: food mention

an: this feels so short but ive also been sitting on this for like every ahhh

Florentine springs weren't usually this cold.

The frost kept building on the window pane as the sun was slowly rising. Y/n woke from the sound of her chambermaid shifting around her room. Eyes slowly opening, her room was lit by a warm yellow light.

The sun was barely able to warm Y/n's arm as she stretched out her arms and legs. Her blanket and body heat kept her from freezing but the sun helped a little bit.

Waking was never difficult for Y/n. She enjoyed early mornings, it allowed her to take her time getting ready, from washing a little longer, dressing a little more relaxingly, and taking her time to perform her morning prayers.

Getting up from her prayer cushion, Y/n's chambermaid helped her into her dress for the day. She changed from her sleeping chemise into a thicker cotton one, next was her stockings, plain white ones for everyday, and her shoes. Afterwards she put on her dress, a simple cream colored dress that laced at her sides. Y/n's chambermaid braided her hair in a simple crown to circle her head and let the rest hang down.

Walking downstairs to the eating room, Y/n made sure to grab a shawl to keep herself warmer. Walking into the dining room she sits across from her mother, surveying the food for today's breakfast.

"Will papa be joining us this morning?" She asks, grabbing at some sweet bread and fruits.

"No, he is working extra at the bank. I do believe it's tax season." Her mother says, "They need their men more than ever."

“How sad, and we have some of his favorite fruits today.” Y/n frowned.

He used to always eat breakfast with his wife and daughter, but the banks have been busy and he's picked up even more hours than usual. Y/n thinks back on all the times he'd bring up his workers and colleagues or when they'd all exchange their plans for the day. Whether it was to finish a book, paint a portrait, decorate the dining room, even change up the courtyard.

Pondering on it, Y/n wonder's if all this overtime is because of the new pope, with a change of papacy there will be changes everywhere. Maybe Pope Alexander will want to talk more with Firenze. That could be why.

Y/n's thoughts are interrupted by her father scrambling around finding last minute things he needs for work. She grabs a handkerchief from her pocket to fill with some fruits and bread before tying it up to hand him.

"Papa, come! You must eat!" Y/n says.

He walks over, "I'm much too late."

"Then take this for the road." She hands her father the bundle of food.

Kissing the top of her head, "You're too sweet to me." Thanking Y/n before taking off for work.

Y/n and her mother converse more over the rest of their breakfast. She mentions receiving a letter from Y/n's brother, Piero.

"He's doing well, one of the best in the apprenticeship."

"That's amazing."

"Maybe soon he'll come home."

After breakfast, Y/n's mother stayed in the courtyard to look over the flowers as she went over to the library. This is where she spent most of her days. As her schooling days were over and Piero went off to his apprenticeship, there's nothing else to learn but from the books in the library. Between here and the crafting room where Y/n can loom, embroider, knit, and so on.

Yesterday Y/n had her fill of sewing so today she might find something to read or write. Thinking of it, she should pick up writing a little more, it's been trendy lately. Women who are proficient in writing are better at finding suitors, the wealthy ones, at least.

Walking around the shelves in the library, Y/n scans and searches for a book that catches her eye. Read that. Couldn't finish that. Boring. Also boring. That biography was just full of dates. That story was too childish. Finding a decent book, Y/n grabs it and sits on the cushioned bench by the window.

After some time the couch became stiff and her neck started to cramp. The clouds drifted right in front of the window. These day to day activities are nice but sometimes Y/n's daydreamed about a more interesting life. One without solitude.

What would life be like if your father was a merchant? Would he sell cloth, dyes, food, blacksmithing? What if you could work beside him, what would life be like? In arms reach of the day-to-day Firenze. It would be tough, constant competition on top of low wages. But the idea is intriguing. There are thousands who live like that every day of their lives, is it fun? Well, of course not, but to be able to see people, converse, grow relationships with them. What's that life like?

Y/n hates that they're barely on speaking terms with their neighbors, but if they were close? What would that be like? Would they have dinner parties often? Would there be tables full of tasty food to share over telling and retelling stories between each other? To walk through someone else's garden and admire the flowers, the pathways, the stucco and decor of someone else's.

Her thoughts were interrupted by a knocking on the library's door. Her mother walked in with a relieved face.

"I was hoping you'd be here."

Y/n scooches over for her mother to sit beside her.

"Your father and I have been making plans about family portraits. He's been working hard to ensure he can have some time off for the portraits."

"What should I wear for them?"

"That's up to you, you can pick the dresses out."

"Dresses?"

"Ah, yes. We'll be having a family portrait as well as personal portraits."

Y/n is shocked, "Will Piero come home for the portraits?"

"Yes, he's finished up by then."

"Well, I'll leave you. Your chambermaid will call you when it's time for supper."

"Goodbye, mama."

Getting up, Y/n marches to her room to pick out a decent outfit.

"Time for a good outfit." Y/n thinks to herself.

Entering her room she goes straight for her wardrobe. Looking through for any bright colors.

'Green is always good, yellow is okay, pink is always an option. Hmm, decisions decisions.'

The day passed by so quickly. Before Y/n knew it, her chambermaid was knocking for her to go down for supper. Y/n tidied her things before going downstairs, walking down she wonders how well the portraits will come out as well as news from Piero. She surprisingly missed him, even with his annoying teasing and constant bickering with the two of them. He's still her brother, a weird hole in her life she never expected.

Arriving in the dining room, her mother and father arrive as well, all taking their seats. The chefs cooked well tonight as the family continued discussing their days.

"Do you have an idea of your dress?" Her mother asks.

"I'm thinking green, but I'm not sure." Y/n confesses.

"Wear that red dress, you look amazing in it." Her father flatters her.

"That's a good idea, thank you papa."

Her mother smirks at him before saying "Of course, if you cannot decide there will be at least two portraits, so do not worry about just choosing one."

"So many choices." Her father teases.

After supper Y/n went back up with her chambermaid to overlook any details in the dresses, there will of course be time between now and the portraits but she'd like to keep on top of everything. As Y/n got ready for bed, her mother knocked on her door.

"Dear, are you asleep already?"

"No, mama." Y/n says sitting up.

"Ah, good. Now after a talk with your father there's a slight change in plans."

She walks over to sit on her bed, Y/n gets nervous, 'what change in plans?'

"Now, don't tell your father. But there will be an additional portrait done for you. This one won't be for us, though."

"It won't?" Y/n asks.

Francesca smiles, "No, but don't worry."

Y/n's heart starts to race, "Is it for a marriage?"

Her mother puts a finger to her lips with a smile before leaning over and kissing her forehead. "Goodnight, my sweet."

"Goodnight, mama."

But Y/n isn't sure if she can sleep. These portraits have to be perfect.

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[1-8oo-wtfbro]

“the blue spirit? do u mean lee from the tea shop’s secret boyfriend? we see him coming in the window at the craziest times of night.”

“i wonder if his uncle knows”

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[kenneduck]

Pages 1 and 2 of “Secret Confessions to a Sage”!

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[diangelosdays]

i may be a little obsessed with wesper

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[frost-queen]

Elements in Harmony (Reader x Sokka)

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Summary: Reader is Zuko's sister. You and Sokka always argue and fight. You keep infuriating Sokka as you won't leave his head, something he can't stand. Certainly not from a fire nation girl. When one encounter leads to an almost kiss. It draws a line when some guy starts flirting with you, leading to Sokka to show you just how infuriating you are to him.

Appa roared deep, flapping his tail up. Aang petted his furred friend as Momo sat on his shoulder. Katara was poking in the fire to keep it going. Sokka arrived with new wood. His gaze fell upon you from afar. Near the cliff were you practising. Performing graceful moves without actually bending. Your performances calm and at peace. Anything but what Sokka was used to seeing a fire bender do.

Mostly their sequences were brutal and hard. Their fire filled with anger. You seemed odd among them. Anger wasn’t what filled your bending. It was a combination of being soft and tough at the same time. Something your uncle Iroh taught you when you were younger.

Sokka threw the wood on the ground, startling Katara. – “Hey.” – she called out annoyed.  – “Sure let us prepare the fire while princess fire nation over there is just dancing.” – Sokka outed gesturing at you. Katara sighed loud. – “Can you only ever complain?”

Sokka grumpily sat down on a log. Glaring your way. Aang approached them holding a bag open. – “We’ll need to stock more food.” – he held the bag upside down. A fruit fell out as Momo immediately jumped for it. Sokka shooed Momo away, picking up the last fruit. – “And that isn’t for you!” – he called out to Momo who flew above his head. Katara got up holding her hand out to Aang. – “I’ll go see if a town is nearby.” – she suggested.

“No, no.” – Sokka answered getting up as well. – “Let fire girl over there do something.” – he pointed at you from afar. – “Her name is Y/n.” – Katara answered crossing her arms. Sokka came closer to her. – “and I don’t care.” – he outed with a sarcastic smile. Sokka whistled loud catching your attention.

You stopped your practise, making your way over. Sokka snatched the bag from Aang’s hand, tossing it at you. You caught it  as he was aiming for your face. – “We need supplies.” – he said bothered. – “Please.” – you responded wanting him to ask nicely.

Sokka puffed loud. – “I didn’t know you had manners.” – Sokka answered. – “Unlike you I wasn’t raised in an igloo.” – you responded loud. – “Yet I’m not the one banished.” – Sokka fired back. – “Sokka!” – Katara called out, shocked at his rudeness. As a response you threw the empty bag at Sokka. It bumped against his chest as he moved his head back to not get hit in the face.

“Apologize right now!” – Katara insisted with a sisterly scowl. Sokka looked back to you, seeing how his words made you feel. Somehow he felt a bit guilty for being so cruel. Yet he didn’t act upon it. He took the bag in his hand. – “I’ll just go by myself.”  - he spoke turning away. Momo flew on top of Sokka’s head making him stop with a deep sigh. – “We’ll all go.” – Aang spoke to maintain the peace.

The four of you entered the woods in search for food, hoping you’d come by a village soon. You were walking behind Aang and Katara when you noticed Sokka falling in step with you. – “No bending.” – he simply said to you. You mimicked his words like a child, teasing him. – “Oh real mature princess.” – he responded.

 “I’m just lowering myself to your standards.” – you answered with a smile. Sokka stepped in front of you, making you stop all of the sudden. He was brazing, glaring down at you. Your words annoying him. Sokka was glaring at your eyes, his face inches away from yours. His gaze fell down to your lips. He caught himself stare at them, making him turn away.

You gasped breathlessly, slouching back as if you were about to pass out. Sokka caught up with his sister, wanting to be as far away from you as he could. Looking briefly over his shoulder to you, falling in line. Grunting soft, he hated how much you messed with his head. Your presence consuming his mind as if you never wanted to leave. No matter how many times he casted you out. It infuriated him.

You were from the fire nation. Zuko’s sister, the one chasing Aang. The one who caused his village pain. – “You know you can just be nice to her.” – Katara spoke looking briefly at her brother. Sokka sighed loud. – “She’s from the…” – he outed as Katara finished his words in a voice that mimicked his. – “fire nation.” – she then giggled at her own imitation of her brother.

“Not funny.” – Sokka said annoyed as it made Katara just giggle more. Sokka looked over his shoulder again, seeing you chat with Aang.

Katara nudged him hard in the side. Sokka tore his gaze away from you. Some twigs snapped underneath his shoes. – “Aang needs her.” – she told him. – “I know, I know.” – Sokka sighed out. – “Then…” – Katara began as Sokka shushed her. She glared at him a bit for cutting her off. – “Don’t shush me.” – she said annoyed, moving her hands to her hips. – “Stop talking.” – Sokka told her, his focus elsewhere.

Katara groaned loud as he covered up her mouth. It was the only thing he thought would shut her up. – “Why have we stopped?” – Aang asked confused. Sokka was looking at every direction, listening in to nature. His eyes widened when he saw a fireblast fly their way. It hit a tree trunk close to them. – “Fire nation!” – he yelled out. The four of you started to run as more fire benders came from out of the bushes. – “It’s an ambush.” – Katara outed, puffing loud. – “You think?” – Sokka responded to her sarcastically.

Aang swayed his stick across, sending an air blast at some fire benders.  Katara stopped a moment to bend some water out of a puddle nearby. Letting it whip against a fire bender. Sokka grunted as they couldn’t outrun them. They needed to stand and fight. He pulled out his weapon, standing ready.

A fire bender was coming your way as you deflected his fire blast by ducking down. You then kicked at him. He stumbled back making you punch his stomach a few times. Sokka ducked down a punching arm, punching the man in his stomach. He then pressed the back of his weapon on his back. The man dropped to his stomach with a loud oof. He saw fire blasts coming your way as you kept avoiding them with just manoeuvring.

“What are you doing?” – Sokka called out to you. You looked back at him confused. – “Bend!” – he outed, stating the obvious. You kicked a guy away from you. – “You told me not to bend!” – you shouted back at him. Sokka jumped back from a blast. – “Just do it!” – he insisted upon annoyed. Suddenly you smiled with a new set off attitude.

Performing a sequence you conjured fire, attacking your fellow fire nation soldiers. Aang jumped above your head, landing in front of you as he flashed a blast of air at them. You moved back assisting Katara. – “I got it.” – she breathed out. You nodded at her. Looking over your shoulder, you saw Sokka getting cornered.

You ran over to him just as a blast of fire was coming his way. Sokka’s eyes widened seeing the blast come his way from his side. You jumped in front of him, arms forwards, palms pressed together as you split the blast in two. The fire flared beside Sokka and you. Sokka blinked stunned at you. You then attacked with fire of your own. Sokka was staring at you, admiring you despite his infuriation with you.

He was so caught up with you, that he hardly saw the punching fist come his way. He jumped back, avoiding the hit just in time. He was about to knock the soldier on his head with his weapon as a blast of fire pushed him away. Sokka looked confused, till he turned his head. Seeing you in a position, one fist out, panting. You had once again protected him. Sokka smiled admiring at you till his expression turned to shock. You were hit by a blast, sending you rolling on the ground. – “Y/n!” – Sokka called out.

You came to a stop, panting loud. Forcing yourself to get back up. Just as you almost stood up straight, were you hit with another surprise blast. It was if the soldiers were turning their anger towards you. One of their own fighting against them. You got hit as the blast pushed you back.

You screamed when you felt a loss of ground under your feet. An in-sinking in the ground made you slide down the hill. Tumbling and rolling down, you met with the ground hard and fast. – “Y/n?” – Sokka called out concerned. He threw his boomerang at the soldier, hitting him in the head. His boomerang returned as he caught it. Running up to the way where he lost sight of you. – “Y/n?” – he panted out nearing where you last where.

Sokka felt the ground underneath his feet crumble away. A scream caught in his throat as he slid down, arms swaying around. On the ground, you groaned in pain. Slowly pulling yourself up by your elbows. Your eyes widened seeing Sokka slide down. At the bottom, he came to a sudden stop, his chest falling forwards. He fell forwards falling hard against your chest as your back smacked the ground again.

Sokka groaned soft when he set his hands beside you, trying to pull himself up. He lifted his head up, his gaze catching yours as he paused. Paused as his face was inches away from yours. Heart pounding loudly as you were captivated in his gaze. Sokka’s gaze went down to your lips  as it made you feel shy. He neared his head a bit as you sensed he had an urge to kiss you. Your gaze flashed up and down from his eyes to his lips and back. If Sokka was about to kiss you, you wouldn’t protest. Sokka felt himself fall deeper, drawing closer to you. What if he wanted to kiss you in this moment. Would it be that bad?

You were bringing your chin closer to him to decrease the distance. Sokka slowly closed his eyes, feeling his lips tingle with the urge. A gush of wind caught him off guard. His eyes flashed back open, suddenly aware of what he was doing. He rolled over, away from you just before Aang landed down. – “So here you are.” – Aang said. You were staring at the sky, panting loud. Feeling extremely hot that Sokka was this close to kissing you.

Katara had climbed down joining Aang. Sokka had gotten up, dusting some dirt off him. Aang decided to head back to Appa and search a town from above. All of you agreed, walking back to Appa. You climbed on Appa, sitting at the back. Avoiding eye contact with Sokka. Sokka was staring down at his own hands.

Katara looked from you to Sokka. – “Is something going on between the two of you?” – she asked. – “No.” – Sokka answered loud. You lowered your head on Appa’s saddle, watching the scenery you were leaving behind. Momo came landing on your head, laying himself down.

Appa roared loud as he descended. Aang had spotted a town. A small village at the edge of the earth kingdom. Appa landed as all of you climbed down. You held the empty bag following Aang into the village. There were many curious heads turning at your friends. They certainly stand out with their watertribe attire and air nomad clothing. You didn’t receive that much attention as you were earth kingdom clothing.

You had left your fire nation clothing long behind. The moment your father banished you after Zuko’s banishment, you gave them up. There was no hope in finding a new home when you wore enemy clothing. Zuko had been given an ultimatum to return. You never did. Not acceding his expectations and questioning the flaming fist of his way of ruling led to your banishment.

The youngest of your siblings, apart by just one year with your sister Azula. You saw more to fire bending then power and anger. Fire could be beautiful if one found a balance between them. Harmony. Your father found that a weakness. Soft. Not something he could have in his daughter.

You went over to a stall where they sold fruits. Sokka’s eyes fell upon a different stall, making his way over to it, without his friends knowing. You bargained with the owner for some of his best fruit. Katara wondered where her brother was, spotting him at a stall that sold herbs. She furrowed her brows, watching her brother buy a patch of leaves. He turned around holding a little patch as he suddenly noticed his sister watching.

Sokka cleared his throat from afar, moving the patch behind his back. It made Katara quirk her eyebrow up. He joined the others once more letting his sister know to stop staring to weirdly at him. – “Look Y/n a herb stall!” – Aang pointed out. You turned your head to look as well. – “You can make that delicious tea of yours again.” – Aang said pushing you towards it.

“Actually…” – Sokka started feeling the patch in his hand. No one heard him as Aang was too enthusiastic to show you the herbs. Aang pulled you to a stop after having pushed you all the way over. – “Anything you like?” – the owner asked as you looked at his products.

“Do you have any jasmine leaves?” – Aang asked for you. – “I certainly do boy.” – the owner answered. – “Actually I…” – Sokka began wanting to let you know he already bought the jasmine leaves. The owner presented Aang with a patch of jasmine leaves. Aang nudged you to accept them. – “Aang we really don’t need them.”  - you told him. – “Of course we do, you love jasmine tea.” – he encouraged you to take them.

“Your uncle taught you to make it.” – Aang added with a smile. – “Y/n I…” – Sokka spoke wanting to place a hand on your shoulder and reveal his patch to you. A new pair of hands grabbed the patch from the owner. – “I’ll pay for her.” – all of you turned your head to a boy. He smirked flashing a wink at you.

His wink baffled you as you weren’t used to that kind of attention. The boy tossed some coins in the owner’s hand. Sokka got shoved aside as the boy wanted to be closer to you. He held the patch up for you to accept. – “You really don’t have to…” – you said feeling a bit embarrassed someone paid for you.

“Nonsense.” – he grabbed your hand, facing your palm up, placing the patch in your hand. – “Anything should be paid for a pretty girl like you.” – he finished. Sokka puffed with a roll of his eyes. The boy slid his arm over your shoulder, moving you away from your friends. – “You look like a girl who likes tea.” – he spoke as Aang followed behind him. – “How does he know.” – he asked happily astonished that he had guessed. – “We literally stood by a herb cart.” – Sokka answered bothered.

The guy was leading you to a tea shop. His arm was still around you as Sokka found himself glaring at it. Katara and Aang clearly unbothered with Sokka’s concerns. – “Has anyone told you, your smile is like a blossom on a spring day?” – he said. It made you touch your lips shy. – “No.” – you answered. Sokka tensed his jaw. You were about to enter the tea shop when a pull on your wrist pulled you to a stop.

You slowly turned as Sokka had taken a hold of your wrist. Aang, Katara and the guy walked further in. – “Something wrong Sokka?” – you asked confused. – “Are you seriously following a guy like him? Just because he flashes a smile at you and gives you a compliment, you girls fall hard.”

You smiled teasingly. – “What’s so funny?” – Sokka expressed loud. – “Nothing.” – you answered with a shake of your head. – “You are cute when you are so worked up.” – you patted his cheek teasingly. The guy came standing behind you. – “Are you coming sugar?” – he asked placing a hand on your hip. Sokka saw it almost making him lose his mind. – “She’s not!” – Sokka stated clear, grabbing you by your wrist. – “Hey!” – the guy called out when Sokka dragged you away. – “Sokka… Sokka.” – you breathed out as he kept pulling you away.

He went into an alleyway, pushing you against the wall. Sokka groaned loud as you could only stare confused at him. He turned around, grabbing you by the waist as he pressed his lips on yours. Eyes wide with shock, you blinked startled at the touch of his lips on yours. He pulled away half angered at himself for kissing you.  – “Why are you so infuriating.” – he outed. Sokka noticed you were still holding his patch with herbs so he slapped them out of your hands.

“Hey!” – you called out as Sokka gave you his with some roughness. – “I bought these because I knew you liked them.” – he told you. – “I don’t know why I bought you them, because I shouldn’t. Certainly not for a fire nation girl!” – he went on. – “So why do I care for you. Why can’t I get you out of my head, and why did it bother me that, that guy was hitting on you!”

You smiled coming up to Sokka. – “Oh hush.” – you told him, grabbing him to kiss him. Sokka gladly accepted your kiss, holding you by your waist. – “You are cute when you get worked up over things.” – you told him, making him smile sheepishly. Sokka held you again, kissing you once more just because he could. Certainly now when he made peace with himself and simply let himself fall for you.

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[xenon-guava]

Coronation

NOT spoilers for totk peeps. I wanted to design a young Ganondorf.

More backstory for Ganondorf. At the age of 18, Ganondorf is formally crowned as King of the Gerudo. As is tradition, a male Gerudo cuts his hair at the start of adulthood. The length of hair grown there after signifies his years as a man, no longer a boy.

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[bus-stop-to-kpop]

Kingdom Reaction #3 - Valentines Date

Requested?: No

Word Count: between 210 - 270 each

A/N: Valentines Day is almost over but I still want to post this. Hope you like it :)

Happy Valentines Day (´▽`ʃ♡ƪ) ~Admin J

Dann: Dinner Date

Dann invites you over for Dinner, promising to cook all your favorite foods. You can tell he's trying hard by how the table is already set up when you arrive. A new white tablecloth, scented candles and rose petals spread around it.

A promising scent is filling the air as you follow him to the kitchen. It's kind of funny seeing him rush around the kitchen making sure everything is going well, it's hard not to lose track of things in this kind of rush.

"Dann you already added salt to that one." You stop him from pouring salt into one of the pots. "Oh." He scratches his neck kind of embarrassed about his mistake. Honestly he's not a great cook but he wanted to try his best for you. "Let me help." You give him an assuring smile before taking the wooden spoon out of his hand and starting to stir the sauce.

Even though Dann wants to protest in the beginning you tell him it's way more fun to cook together than just watching him, so he gives in eventually and the two of you start preparing dinner side by side.

"Put this on. We don't want your clothes to get dirty. You look really pretty by the way." He helps you put on an apron over your outfit adding in a compliment he forgot to give you earlier because he was too focused on cooking.

In the end the two of you got to enjoy the delicious food you made together, the candles on the table slowly burning down as the evening moves on.

Arthur: Cinema Date

Arthur would be very sneaky about it, at first telling you he's busy with work there's no way he could schedule a Valentines Date. But that's just Arthur being the little tease he is, because he knows fully well he's gonna show up at your door later to pick you up for a surprise date.

You're shocked to see him standing there with a cheeky smile holding out a bouquet of flowers to you. At first you consider giving him the cold shoulder for making you sad about not seeing him on Valentines Day but the flowers are so pretty you give in.

"I thought you didn't have time for me?" You pouted as you took the flowers from his hand to put them in a vase. "You know I always have time for you." Arthur pulls you into a hug lightly swaying you from side to side.

"Look what else I got!" He pulls out two movie tickets from his pocket with a bright smile. You excitedly jumped, the last few weeks you had been telling him about how you wanted to go to the cinema again, since it's been quite a while.

Honestly you couldn't care less about what kind of movie you were watching. You were just happy you had Arthur right next to you, sharing popcorn and occasionally sneaking glances at each other, smiling like fools when your eyes met.

The original disappointment of thinking you had to spent Valentines Day alone completely forgotten.

Mujin: Painting Date

Mujin would want to do something artsy, at the end of the date he wants to have something he can look at and remember how much fun he had. So he takes you out to paint.

You're supposed to paint something that reminds you of him, just as he will paint what reminds him of you, but somehow you have no idea how to start. There are so many things that come to mind when you think of Mujin.

"Don't look!", Mujin screeches hiding his painting from your sight line. You laugh at his behavior, he's cute and now you're really curious about his painting.

You start your drawing by adding colors that remind you of Mujin and then using all your creativity to make shapes out of them. As you're starting to get really focused you're suddenly distracting by something wet on your arm.

Mujin is giggling at your surprised expression as you admire the little heart he drew with blue paint. "Oh you're gonna get that back." Dipping your pen into the red paint in front of you you draw a matching heart on his arm, he doesn't complain about it, he thinks it's cute you're matching now.

When you finally show your paintings to each other, your mesmerized by Mujin's painting. It's so pretty. Mujin thinks the same way about yours, as he looks at it with admiration. He'll definitely put this close to his bed so he can see it every morning.

Louis: Arcade Date

He wants to have a lot of fun with you, so he takes you to an arcade. No matter what kind of game it is he'll definitely try it out with you.

"I can't believe I lost again." Louis whines as he puts down the little plastic gun. You laugh patting his back to cheer him up. Your score significantly higher than his. "There's something wrong with the gun." He complains only making you laugh harder as you lead him away to a different kind of game.

The next game you play is a dancing game and suddenly Louis forgot all about his frustration of losing to you before as he mercilessly beats you at dancing. Even breaking the high score of the machine.

You play all kinds of other games before deciding it's finally time to go home. But you're not making it far as you stop just around the corner at a little claw machine. The little puppy plushies inside are too cute to ignore.

"They look like you." You point out to Louis who doesn't really see the resemblance but he can tell how much you want one of them and the way you excitedly hug him when he makes it after many tries is enough for him to forget about all the money he just spend.

Ivan: Café Date

You're going to your favorite café, which is holding an event for couples. Not only do you get a discount but you can also take Valentines Day themed pictures at the small photo booth they put up, plus they added some special foods and drinks for the event.

"Do you want to have the strawberry?" Ivan offers you the strawberry from his chocolate tart. You lean forward so he can feed it to you. Ivan's cheeks are glowing red a little embarrassed from the pda, but everyone else around you was busy with their own partners so what was the big deal?

Your eyes light up as you take the first sip of your drink "Oh my god! It's so good! You have to try this." You hold out the drink to him so he takes a little sip from the straw pointing towards him.

Ivan's heart skips a beat and he's unsure if it's because of the indirect kiss or because the drink really is as good as you told him.

The effect even small actions like this have on him flusters him, but it's also exciting and he hopes you have many more of these moments together, as he happily watches you dig into your own tart after offering him a bite as well.

Hwon: Animal Café Date

He takes you to an animal café. Deciding on the bunny one for this day. As soon as you walk through the door, both of you are gushing about the cuteness of the small animals hopping around. "They're so cute." You squeal shaking Hwon's arm excitedly.

The two of you decide to get some food to feed the animals, before getting something for yourself. It's adorable seeing how the tiny animals swarm around Hwon who seems like a giant next to them.

Hwon bends down to feed the bunnies and you can't help but sneak a picture of the interaction, before joining him. You're having such a great time playing with the bunnies you almost forget about your drinks that you put on one of the tables to make sure the bunnies wouldn't reach it.

That's until Hwon stands up to take a sip. "Do you want to drink too?" He asks. You nod, but gesture to the tiny bunny that had climbed on your lap to signal to him you couldn't stand up. Instead he brings you the drink, even holding it for you as you sip on it.

Before leaving you decide to buy some matching pink bunny ears from the café shop and the picture of Hwon surrounded by bunnies becomes your new lock screen.

Jahan: Home Date

The two of you decide to stay in for Valentines day being the most comfortable being alone with each other. Ordering all your favorite foods you have a great dinner.

Afterwards starting a round of Wii bowling. "How do you keep on getting Strikes? What's your secret?" You pout pointing at the Strike banner once again coming up on Jahan's turn. You're pretty sure you cant even close in on his score anymore, no matter how hard you try.

He laughs at your outrage before handing over the controller for your turn and sitting down to watch you play, "You have to turn your hand while throwing." He explains but there's still three pins standing after your try. They're standing in a literally impossible position.

After a few more rounds you decide it's enough competition and you settle down under a blanket on the sofa before pulling out Animal Crossing. You visit each others islands and show each other around explaining certain design choices and also the other presents.

There's some light music playing in the background as you cuddle closer into Jahan's side, you put down your switch a while ago now you're just watching him play. It's not much or anything special for a Valentines Date but it's a beautiful time for you because you get to spend it with Jahan.

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[gardenjins]

eye of the storm

“What if I did kill him?” Youngjun asks, too tired to stop himself from thinking out loud.

The truth is that Youngjun doesn’t remember if he killed Chiwoo or not. He doesn’t trust his memories from that day. They’re all twisted in his mind, in his heart. The fear of the shadows closing in, the storm looming above them and the forest only lit by flashes of lightning. When he thinks about it all he ever sees is blood, and he still doesn’t know if it’s his fault or not.

aka; Youngjun is haunted in his nightmares. at least he can seek comfort from Yoosung.

rating: T wc: 4k

#kingdom kpop #kpop fanfic #kingdom fanfic #2024

[valeskafics]

"Confession" - Modern Priest!Osferth x Nun!Reader

Summary: Father Osferth feels tempted by you, a beautiful young nun.

Word Count: 1,700

Rating: 18+, Minors DNI

TW: slight dubcon not really tho, afab reader, she/her pronouns, profanity, innuendo, stalking, perving, darkish!osferth, religion kink, hierophilia, priest kink, corruption kink, oral f receiving, tiddy succin, overstim, p in v sex, unprotected sex

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the The Last Kingdom characters nor do I claim to own them. I do not own any of the images used nor do I claim to own them.

Comments, likes, and reblogs are never required but are immensely appreciated 🩷

The youngest priest to have ever led his flock, Father Osferth is a man of God. He has never once wavered in his faith. He went straight to seminary school and never looked back. He had no regrets about committing himself to a life of celibacy in service of the Holy Father.

That is, until you came into his life.

You, the sweet young nun, with the kindest smile that he’s ever seen on another person. You, with your curves that are still so evident despite the humble clothing you wear, your body driving his mind wild with lustful, sinful thoughts. You are always so sweet to him, greeting him so cheerfully, always willing to help him with anything. He wonders if you’d be willing to help him lessen the ache of his cock straining against the fabric of his trousers. He leans against the wall, watching as you lean over and set out the hymn books, mind consumed with thoughts of bending you over one of the pews and taking you then and there. But, somehow, with whatever little self restraint is left in him, he holds back.

It is Sunday morning, just before the day’s service when you approach him, greeting him as you always do, “Good morning, Father Osferth.”

He hates the way his cock twitches when you call him ‘Father’. It awakens something so depraved, so lustful inside of him that he feels ashamed of his thoughts. He nods, greeting you in return, a stirring in his body as you beam up at him and tell him that everything is ready for the worshipers to arrive. Osferth watches as you walk away, hips swaying back and forth with an effortless grace that has him entirely transfixed. The entire service, he keeps looking over to you as he preaches to his flock on the value of chastity. He’s a hypocrite. A complete hypocrite, with how his mouth waters at the mere sight of you.

Osferth must resist. You have been placed in front of him as a test by the Lord. To prove the depths of his devotion to his faith. He knows this. You have the face of an angel, but you are no doubt here to bring about his ruin. All this becomes fairly evident when you come to give confession. You assume that he will not recognize your voice, but of course he does. Osferth has committed every little thing about you to his memory.

“Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned. It’s been two weeks since my last confession.”

The heat rises in his body as he swallows thickly, managing to reply, if only barely, gazing at you through the latticed screen, “Confess your sins, my child.”

He hears the slight tremble in your voice, the shame as you admit, “I have had lustful thoughts for a man of the cloth.”

You have to be talking about him. You must be. What other man of the cloth do you have such frequent contact with? It’s almost enough for him to break down the screen and grab you by the waist, taking you right then and there in the confessional booth. But, instead, he manages to control himself and allow you to continue to speak. He wants to hear more. No, he needs to hear more.

“I know it’s wrong,” you admit, your voice full of shame as you fiddle with your fingers, “But I can’t help it. I have done my best to resist. To stop myself from feeling like this. But it grows more and more difficult with each passing day.”

Osferth resists the urge to tell you that it has been much the same for him. That every day, he teeters on the precipice of throwing away everything he has ever worked for just to feel your lips against his, only once. Only for a moment.

“I have tried to pray these thoughts away, but they persist,” you say, your voice wavering, “Night and day I dream of him. And I know I shouldn’t.”

His knuckles grow white as he clenches his fists, nails digging into his palms. He knows you need his guidance, his advice. But how can he give it? How can he give it when as you speak, his cock grows harder and harder, and he palms at it over the fabric of his trousers, imagining his hand as your own.

“I have touched myself to the thought of him,” you confess, your voice barely above a whisper, “I am sworn to celibacy. And it’s wrong, but all I can think of is him. His lips, his hands, his voice. Oh, Father, please help me…”

His mind reels with images of your delicate fingers moving between your thighs, face twisted in ecstasy as his name falls from your lips. Osferth’s stomach tightens as you plead, asking him what you must do. He finally clears his throat and manages to speak, voice rough and low with barely concealed desire.

“Have no fear, my child. We have all struggled with desires of the flesh. All that matters is your effort to resist the temptation to sin,” he takes a shaky breath before continuing, thoughts of his body intertwined with yours overtaking him, “What you must do is pray for forgiveness, for guidance. And know that our Lord forgives all who truly seek redemption in his name.”

You nod, thanking him for his guidance, and walk out of the confessional. The minute the door closes behind you, Osferth quickly moves to undo his pants, tugging furiously at his cock, feeling no shame for the noises that leave his mouth and echo throughout the now empty church.

Desperate moans of your name.

Osferth never noticed it before today, but there is a tiny hole in the wall between your rooms at the church. It is as if God himself wants him to gaze upon you in your natural state, as you stand in front of your mirror, wearing only your headdress and a thin nightgown, your soft, supple body on display for him as you apply lotion to your arms and neck, humming a hymn to yourself. He’s spellbound, hypnotized by the very sight of you, his greedy eyes devouring your every movement. You remove your habit, shaking out your now loose locks with your fingers, yawning softly. Every movement you make seems as if it is explicitly chosen to tempt him, a siren calling to a sailor at sea, luring him to his demise.

You climb into your bed, closing your eyes and murmuring to yourself, barely loud enough for him to hear, “Oh, Lord, please don’t let him fill my dreams tonight. Give me one night of peace.”

There’s no point in resisting you now. He enters your room, footsteps nearly silent as he opens the door, the idea of you dreaming of him driving him to desperation. You sit up, startled and vulnerable, grabbing the crucifix on your nightstand. But when you see that it’s him, you let out a sigh of relief. But you should not be relieved. Not when he has anything but noble intentions for you.

“Father Osferth,” you greet quietly, pulling your blanket up to cover yourself, “Is something the matter?”

He can’t speak, his tongue so heavy in his mouth, so overwhelmed by your beauty as he moves to sit beside you on your bed. So modest and sweet in how you cover yourself, your eyes wide and innocent as he leans in close to you, pulling your blanket away from your body, revealing you to him once more.

“Father?” You ask, confused.

“I can’t do this anymore,” he replies softly, hand moving to cup your face, replying when you as him what he means, “Fight you. I can’t. Not anymore.”

Osferth’s voice is low and husky, his breath hot against your skin as he runs his nose along your neck, deeply inhaling your scent. His other hand moves to your back, pressing you flush up against him, your soft breasts against the hard planes of his chest. His lips find yours, swallowing them in a heated, passionate kiss. He moves to pin you down to the bed, hands moving along the curves of your body, his cock grinding against your barely clothed cunt.

“I thought we were meant to resist, Father,” you manage to eke out between kisses, his lips now moving to your breasts, tugging your nightgown off your body as he wraps his lips around one of your nipples.

Osferth ignores your words, kissing down farther and farther until he reaches the apex between your thighs. He all but rips your panties from your body, burying his tongue deep inside you making you cry out, your hands flying to his hair as he stares up at you. He laps at your folds greedily, holding you in place, feeling the way you try to squirm away from the intensity of the pleasure he’s giving you. But he will not let you get away. Not from him, not ever. He continues his ministrations, rubbing at your sensitive, swollen pearl with his thumb, smirking to himself as you cry out his name, spilling yourself on his tongue. But he does not stop, he continues, drunk on the taste of you, eyes wild and desperate as he nuzzles his nose against your clit, fucking you with his tongue, large, calloused hands squeezing at your thighs as he devours you.

When he’s finally had his fill, he feels your eyes on him as he tugs at his priest’s collar undoing his pants just enough to free his cock, slowly pushing inside you. You’re so tight around him that he wonders if he’ll even fit, the way you whine and whimper, your body writhing against his as he pushes inside you, inch by inch, until he’s bottomed out. Your breasts bounce with each snap of his hips, his palms moving to grope at them, watching the way you cry out his name, your eyes rolling back as he pounds into you over and over.

He is Father Osferth no more.

No, he is a man consumed by his lust, by his love.

He only worships you now.

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[lmxkr]

OH MY GIRL! | 장윤호 – P1. A friend to lean on ୨୧

summary` – Noh Hyejin, a girl who has an identity for being popular among the males at her school. Not until Yunho and Hyejin crossed paths.

genre` – fluff and crack, add a little spice of angst

pairing` – jang yunho x named!reader

warning` – mild cursing, mentions of cheating, toxic relationship (🚫), i think that's all :D

note` – this is based on a thai movie OMG! Oh my girl (highly recommend for you to watch it!) please reblog or like if you love it! you can also tell me your opinion abt this fic in the ask box! 🗳️ i tried making it a 'he fell first, but she fell harder' kinda trope 😭 CUZ WHO WOULDN'T FELL HARDER FOR THE ONE AND ONLY JANG YUNHO????

💬: I Like You, Hyejin

"I like you too, Seungjun"

The boy giggled in response to the girl's response.

Unfortunately, Seungjun isn't the male lead character.

As his friend confessed to his longtime crush, the male lead is only observing from a corner.

But first, let's get to know about the female lead before we learn more about the male lead.

Noh Hyejin :

- Has a lot of followers on ig

- Most of the girls don't like her

- A PLAYGIRL (based on the rumors!)

Jang Yunho :

- Future Kpop Idol !!

- Likes to Dance !!

- Mixed feelings about Hyejin :D?

During the second and third year, Yunho doesn't really know her in particular.

The two we're always bumping to each other, but Yunho didn't even give a single shit about it.

"Excuse me, do you have any coins I can borrow?"

Hyejin asked him, as Yunho fished into his pocket to get some coins.

Before he could gave it to her, a boy suddenly appeared out of nowhere put a coin in a vending machine.

Yunho just looked at him; mouth gaped while holding the coin.

"I do.. have a coin" the boy spoke while he is out of breath, Hyejin was about to pick the bottle water from the floor but the boy was fast enough and handing it to her.

"Thanks.." She said grabbing the bottle water from his hand, the boy put his arm on her shoulder as they start to walk away.

Yunho then scoffed at the sight.

୨୧

Until one day..

A magical moment floated by..

Suddenly ₩5000 flew in front of them, they stared at it before Yunho suddenly rushed at it and Hyejin followed; Yunho's hand was above Hyejin's, so Hyejin removed her hand but when Yunho was about to get the money, Hyejin put her hand on the other side of the money.

"My hand was under yours." Yunho said while looking straight to Hyejin.

Hyejin then grinned and said "But now it's not, is it?"

୨୧

"Thank You" Hyejin said while getting the chocolate drink from the counter.

Hyejin then handed Yunho the chocolate drink and the change, saying, "Here." Yunho took the chocolate drink and the change, stating that "I've never thought of you to be someone like that." "Like what?" Hyejin said, slightly lifting her right brow. Yunho continued, "Greedy."

"But we can't be equally at fault," Hyejin mocked, crossing her arms, "you're more at fault than me, because I got ₩2000 and you got ₩2100 plus a chocolate drink."

Yunho then turned at the chocolate beverage in his right hand and stated, "Oh, this is to silence me." Hyejin merely nodded.

Yunho then returned his gaze to the sky, saying, "Fine, I won't tell anyone." He drank the chocolate drink while his pinky was up. Hyejin then noticed his pinky and pondered something. "Promise?" Hyejin said, pulling her pinky up and brushing it against Yunho's pinky.

Yunho stared at her, surprised, and Hyejin chuckled, "I thought you wanted to pinky swear."

"I'm going." Hyejin said while picking her bag from the ground. Yunho watched where she was going until she disappeared from his sight.

୨୧

"Hey, Yunho. I need your advice." Yunho's friend inquired, then continued, "I'm interested in this girl. Give me a pick-up line."

"Are you in high school, Seungjun?" Yunho expressed to his friend. "I haven't seen anyone ever confess their love successfully yet," Yunho added.

"It's usually, casually talking and then becoming an item," Yunho said, looking at him blankly, "I don't know, I'm impatient." Seungjun added, "I just wanted to try my luck."

Yunho then scratched his head and glanced at the ceiling, trying to come up with a pick-up line in response to his friend's request.

"Uh.. then try this." Yunho suggested, "Walk over to her, don't say anything, then send her a text telling her that you like her, in front of her.. Sounds good?" Yunho said, "Damn!" Seungjun exclaimed, shakily waving his finger, "That's awesome!"

"You know I'm joking, right?" Yunho asked. "Your mind is anti-anti social network, huh?" Seungjun went on. Yunho glanced at him, puzzled. "I know you're deep," Seungjun remarked, patting Yunho on the shoulder. "Thanks a lot, bro," he murmured as he walked over to her. "Sure.." Yunho simply nodded and grinned awkwardly.

Yunho couldn't figure out why that worked. Yunho was upset that his friend had stolen his shot. Unfortunately, it began to rain.

But the joke is on Seungjun, because Yunho knows that Seungjun never carries an umbrella on him.

Yunho then opened his umbrella as he watched his friend and her become soaked.

Suddenly, the rain became heavy and the wind became stronger, forcing the umbrella Yunho was holding to be blown away by the wind, leaving him being drenched.

Seungjun and Hyejin, we're cheerfully running while holding hands in the rain. Meanwhile Yunho.. erm.. his good!

୨୧

"I was explaining it to you!"

"What?"

"What the hell are you trying to explain?"

"You've never trusted me, right?"

"From what I saw, I can't trust you anymore."

Yunho was merely sitting in the corner, listening to the couple's conflict.

"Then do you want to break up? Let's do it." Hyejin cried. "Just say it."

"Say it," Hyejin mumbled, her voice shaking. Seungjun then began to distance himself from her. "I'm not breaking up!" Seungjun screamed from a distance.

"Shit." Hyejin murmured, brushing her up and sat at the corner.

"You're thinking I'm stupid, right?" Hyejin asked him while looking at floor, Yunho then stand up and went to her slowly. "Well, you're not stupid" and sat next to her, "You're just.. a masochist."

"i just found out.. when he's with you, he's like this." Yunho continued, Hyejin then scoffed. "What the hell's wrong with him? Always breaking up, or should I just called it quits?" Hyejin said trying to hold her tears. "Hey.. I'm not giving out pointers, but.. it depends, do you like to cry or not?" Yunho suddenly asked. Hyejin nodded, "You're so sharp, Mr. Knife." Hyejin then looked at him, "Your sharp words have dried my tears up, see?"

"By the way, this is known as giving pointers," Hyejin explained. "Hey, I mean it.. I'm not good at consoling people." Yunho said, "Well.. anyway, why don't you ask your friends for advice?" Yunho said, "I did ask Ryujin for an advice." Hyejin gave Yunho a look. "But instead she told me off. She's easily irritable." Hyejin said playfully, Yunho chuckled, then observed, "Then asked someone else." Yunho then noticed Hyejin's mood drop, "Hey.. Don't tell me, you don't have any friends?" Yunho asked. Hyejin then stared at him, her eyes welling up, and Yunho chuckled loudly, pointing his index finger at her.

"This is so unfair," Hyejin exclaimed, "I really don't understand. 'I change guys often.'" Hyejin continued, "I've only had two boyfriends. If I don't say anything, I become a snob. But if I'm friendly, they say I'm a slut. I know the guys who befriend me don't want to be my friend. What am I supposed to do?" Yunho then began to slowly pat Hyejin's back, "I don't have any friends, no one wants to be my friend!" Hyejin screamed angrily. "Am I supposed to be careful about what I say to people? Why isn't anyone blaming the guys?" Hyejin asked.

Yunho then just stood there staring at her, not knowing what to do to make her stop weeping. "Hey Hyejin, what's stuck in your tooth?" Yunho questioned, quickly pulling his phone from his pocket and taking a photo of Hyejin, then showing Hyejin the photo while laughing and saying, "Look! You're as hideous as a monkey. So damn ugly."

Hyejin then began to cry again, which caused Yunho to glance at her in fear. Yunho then looked aside and began to think of a method to make her stop sobbing again, but when he looked at her, he discovered something on her hair: a cockroach. Yunho stared in terror at the insect.

Yunho hurriedly snatched the bug from her hair and stood up, his left arm raised in a fist. "What?" Hyejin inquired, perplexed. "Cockroach," Yunho replied, anxiously glancing down at the floor. Hyejin hurriedly rose to her feet, seeking around for the cockroach, and said, "Shit! Shit! Where?! On my head? Yunho, aren't you afraid?" She looked back at Yunho, seeing his left arm raised, and she gazed at it confusedly.

Yunho then shakily opened his palm, and the cockroach moved in his hand till it went into his sleeve, causing Yunho to scream in panic and shuffle around so the cockroach could flee.

He then hugged the side railing, his face contorted with dread, which made Hyejin giggle. Yunho gave his hand to Hyejin for support, which prompted Hyejin to step closer and grab his hand. Hyejin then pulled out her phone and used the chance to take a photo of him as payback.

💬 (Hyejin) : [sent a photo]

💬 (Hyejin) : HANDSOME!

[sent a photo] : (Yunho) 💬

[sent a gif] : (Yunho) 💬

↑ Your Brother? ↑ : (Yunho) 💬

Hyejin then looked at the message, her mouth dropped open, and she looked at Dongsik, tapping his shoulder with a pen she was holding, "Dongsik, has Yunho ever done anything like embarrassing?" Dongsik snickered and pulled his phone from his pocket, showing Hyejin an embarrassing photo of Yunho in his gallery.

💬 (Hyejin) : [sent a photo]

💬 (Hyejin) : A person or A dog?

💬 (Hyejin) : [sent a gif]

Yunho scoffed at the message and repeatedly pressed the gif he sent, causing Hyejin's notification to balloon up due to his spamming.

They kept messaging each other even at night as time passed.

💬 (Hyejin) : That's enough

[sent a gif] : (Yunho) 💬

💬 (Hyejin) : My phone crashed

[sent a gif] : (Yunho) 💬

[sent a gif] : (Yunho) 💬

And so on; Yunho isn't stopping, and neither is Hyejin. Ryujin, Hyejin's roommate, just stared at her blankly while holding her phone.

୨୧

"Well.. I think I'm someone who is not good at anything. I don't have a clue what I'm going to do after graduation. Like, there's nothing I want to do or anything I'm especially good at."

"It's so damn sad."

Yunho then returned his gaze to the busy area, where people were dancing while a band performed in front of them.

"I don't think so. My Mom's friend is like you, constantly changing jobs, but she seems happy trying out this and that." Yunho suggested, "Why don't you give it a try, like a reviewer?"

Hyejin then grinned at him and added, "Then what about you? Why do you want to be a kpop idol?" Yunho then looks around at the folks in front of them. "Because... I wanted to show them what my talent is and what I am good at," Hyejin replied playfully, "For real? I've heard so many idols say that words everytime."

Yunho then sighed, "I just wanted some clout." Hyejin's eyes opened, causing her to gaze back at him before looking away again, and she clapped her hands, "Now that's the real one!" she exclaimed. Yunho broke out laughing.

As the music became louder and more people began to cheer, they looked around the room. Yunho returned his gaze to Hyejin and leaned in close so she could hear what he was about to say. "Hyejin, do you wanna join in there?" he asked, pointing at the crowd.

"Never mind. People are going to talk," he changed his mind. Hyejin then squinted at him, observing his facial expression. "Well, if you want, we can go there separately," Hyejin said, so he could hear what she was about to say.

Yunho nodded and rose up, offering his hand to help Hyejin stand up from her seat; she held his hand while standing up and thanked him afterwards.

"Excuse me," Hyejin said as they walked through the crowds, sneaking glances at each other while watching the band in front of them perform.

TO BE CONTINUED | next – P2. New dude

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