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darkbluekies · 1 year

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Family life with the yandere OC's

A/N: a few of you have asked about having kids with the yanderes or already having kids when meeting them etc, so I figured I'll give my view on how they'd handle a family with you :)

Warnings: drugging, neglect, isolation, guns, threatening of beating up fifth graders,

Silas:

Things will change once you have kids. Oh, they’ll really change. For the better? Of course not. He’ll grow even more protective and possessive over you and your children. I can see him with three daughters of different ages. He’ll move from his two story house to a bigger one out in the countryside so you and your child can grow up far away from the city’s polluting atmosphere. He wants to be able to ‘taint’ his children himself, no one else. After all … if your kids start to talk about your home life at school … maybe someone will try to take them and you away from him.

As a father, Silas will be the ultimate deal. He'll be loving, playful and protective. He will give your daughters whatever they desire. All he wants is to see them happy. They will go to school under fake names to make sure that none of his enemies can find them. You better get ready for hell if someone (even from school) dares to hurt your daughters because Silas will do everything in his power to get rid of the ones that have the nerve.

"Daddy's home! Hi, my beautiful girls, i've missed you so, so much! Have you been good girls while daddy's been gone? Wonderful. Where's Y/N? Upstairs? Thank you. I have to go hug them too."

Dr Kry:

Once you find out that you'll have twin girls, Dr Kry is quick to turn off the poisoned air purifier. He can't risk that anything happens to you or your kids. He'll move you from the hospital to his house in the woods. He wants his kids to grow up near nature, to care about the earth and its inhabitants. It's a perfect place too, there's no one around.

As a father, Dr Kry is strict and a bit harsh. He wants both his daughters to succeed and not be compared to one another. He will read for the family in front of your fireplace in the evenings and teach your kids things about the world. As much as he'd like to homeschool your twins, he can't do everything at the same time. He'll let them go to a private school that shares his beliefs and tutor them a bit on the side. He will support your kids in any way they need to affirm that they'll succeed in life.

He won't keep them sick, like he does with you … unless they figure out what he's done to you. He's done his best to indoctrinate your twins, but if his smart genes have passed on to them … then he'll have no other choice.

"Sweetpea, don't look at me like that. I have to do that! They know about what happened at the hospital. They know everything. They're smarter than I thought. Of course I love them! That's why I'm doing this! They're safe this way. If I can't create a world for them, then they'll have to stay home. They have each other, Y/N, they're okay. I will do anything to protect my family."

King Edmund:

He’ll be joyful. Maybe not too much about having a kid … but because that part is over now. He won’t have to worry about not getting an heir. The castle will get more guards now that there’s a baby coming. Every corner will be baby proofed and every staircase will be watched. Every window will be locked and every door blocked off. You’ll have maids surrounding you everytime Edmund’s not close. He won’t risk a. single. damn. thing.

As a father, Edmund’s absent and strict. He expects his son to be a worthy heir and continue his legacy. If he doesn't, he'll be more than disappointed. He'll watch you play with him from afar with a smile on his face. Deep inside he really loves the child, but there's so much more on his shoulders than just raising a kid. He has to teach him so, so much. He can't be a failure.

He'll teach his son to protect you when he's gone. And your son will do everything to impress his father. If you thought that Edmund was suffocating, you haven't seen his offspring.

"Why that look, my dear? Our son wasn't letting you leave the room? He threatened a guard? Oh my … sounds like it's my kid afterall. I'm proud of him. Now I know you'll be in good hands when I'm gone."

Jerry:

To be honest, Jerry doesn't want kids, but if she had one, it'd be a daughter. She knows she'll mess them up, she won't be a good mother. She's terrified of giving birth and hates toddlers. It'd be better if you already had a daughter / sister before Jerry laid her eyes on you. Wherever the child comes from, Jerry will take care of it her way. She'll teach her to protect herself and to fight. You'll notice that Jerry will be softer with her and do whatever the little girl wants. Bake a cake? Go shopping? Beat up some fifth graders? Jerry will bring her baseball bat.

Jerry will be more of a big sister / aunt, then a mother. She will move with you and the little girl to a new house to give all of you some more space. She will have her men watching the house at all times. You want to leave her, knowing that she's not good for the little girl, but the little girl seems so happy. She really thinks that Jerry is cool. Jerry will never let the two of you leave, she's never been this happy.

"Hi, baby boy/girl, how's it going? You're mad because you can't leave the house? Well, duh, it's for your safety. By the way, I brought our little girl to the shooting range. She needs to learn how to use a gun. What? No, I'm not making her into a mini-me! I'm creating a strong woman, like me. There's a difference. Now come over here with your cute, little body."

Hedwig:

Hedwig will live a traditional rich home life. Two kids, a boy and a girl, nannies, maids, chefs, everything. The four of you will have moved to another house that her family owns. The kids will go to expensive private schools and get taught by the best of the best. Hedwig will spoil them, just like she was. You'll not get to have a job and will stay home with Hedwig. She wants you to 'go full on out on your hobbies'. The only time you're allowed outside is when Hedwig’s with you. Never alone, especially never alone with the kids. You could run away with them.

As a mother, Hedwig will be present and understanding. She will stay home for the most time and will always be available. She has assistants for a reason. She'll listen to all of your kids' problems and stand up for them, even if they're at fault. Her kids can't do anything wrong. If they act spoiled and ungrateful, however … she will cut off all allowance until they understand how lucky they are. You'll do a lot of trips and go on a lot of vacations. Your kids will have a lot of freedom, but you will be wrapped around Hedwig’s expensive finger.

"Ah, they got in trouble in school again. I have to go get them. Some kid accused our son of throwing a ball in their face. I don't think our little boy could ever do that. No, sweetheart, please stay at home. I will take care of this. You shouldn't lift a finger. I love you, stay here. When i come home we can watch a movie, okay? Perfect!"

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ashes-writing · 2 years

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pietro maximoff and the filth alphabet please?

|| taglist, babes + req rules + send ?s + masterlist ||

Ooh, yes. Yes, I'd love to do this one for you, my dear sweet anon. I do love Pietro! Thank you for sending me this! I hope you enjoy!

(*) I do not have graphics made for Pietro yet, sadfaces.

Warnings;

Minors, abso-fuckin-lutely not. In addition to this warning ; female reader with female parts -from birth, cum play, oral sex, praise kink, breeding kink, hosiery, sex positions, body fluids, dominance kink, toys, voyeurism, exhibitionism, size kink, body worship, biting/choking/marking, rough sex, collaring, period sex, dacryphilia, light bondage, food play,

Taglist;

@beardedbarba @hells--angel @krys-orion and @scoobiessnacks are the only people currently listed on my Marvel taglist. If you'd like to be on it, click the link at the top or let me know and I'll add you.

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

--- loves to bathe with you, will wash your hair and hold you against him. He can't keep his hands off of you and if he was rough with you, he's checking on you to make sure you're okay and you're not hurt or anything. He will carry you around if it hurts to move or you're sore too.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

--- his answer would be the way the experiments gave him super speed and gave him a v.v jacked body, he loves how fit he is, tbh. He's a little cocky about it, not gonna lie.

--- thighs, lil bit of a tummy, tits and ass. LISTEN LISTEN.. this man loves a pair of thick thighs, he will happily suffocate when you ride his face, he absolutely fucking love it.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

--- it's thick and there's a lot of it when he cums. He'll cum inside you and watch as it slowly drips out then he'll push it back in or fuck it back in (he shares this in common with a few others I've answered lol),

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

--- he doesn't really have any, he'll tell you whatever you want to know, all you have to do is ask.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

--- Oh, he's experienced. But he's not a pussy slayer or anything, he's still learning but damn is he good at retaining what he learns.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

--- Doggy style or missionary, esp with him on top. He loves to pin your hands or have one hand on them and the other on your hip because he loves to be in control.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

--- He can be goofy, but most of all, he's a sappy boi. He knows when to laugh and joke, but he's all about being romantic and serious 99 percent of the time. Unless it's angry fucking or jealous fucking, then he's definitely serious because he is PISSED and he's fucking into you with all his fury.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

--- He's neatly groomed and always clean down there. But he won't shave it all off, he refuses because the hair drives him crazy as it grows back in and sometimes, he just doesn't think about it.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

--- He's so intimate, oh my god. He's sweet talking you and praising you, worshipping every single part of your body, kissing, soft touches.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

--- loves to take vids of himself jacking off with a cum shot and the sound on and he sends these to you when he's away from you. He's got shit timing, btw, there have been so many times you've had to leave work or class (college) or something because he's sent one and you're flustered...

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

--- breeding, dacryphilia, hosiery/knee highs / thigh highs, rough sex, light bondage, dominance, masturbation, cum play, edging / orgasm control, d*ddy kink, collaring his SO, marking, spanking, sensory play, temperature play, food play, sex toys, voyeurism, exhibitionism, size kink, does not mind having sex when you're on your period at all,

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

--- In the bed, in private BUT... if the whim arises, he'll pretty much do it anywhere, within reason.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

--- arguing, the outline of your breasts through a thin shirt, you wearing anything that belongs to him -esp his shirts, neck kisses, blow jobs, eating you out, sitting on his lap or thigh, playing with his neck, massages, lap dances, lingerie, knee high socks, licking your lips / anything to do with your mouth..

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

--- Sharing you, that's what he absolutely refuses to do.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

--- This man will lick you clean and he will lay between your thighs for HOURS upon HOURS. He's fucking amazing at it too.. I mean his fingers are kind of fast enough to be a literal goddamn vibrator, so yeahhhh... Add his tongue to the party and he'll have you screaming his name, squirting -if you do that, and pulling his hair and eventually, you'll be pushing him away because the little shit just does not know when to stop and he will push you straight into overstim.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

--- Both. The answer is both. Fast and rough when it's angry/hate/jealous sex -when he's showing you exactly who owns your ass, slow and sensual and oh so loving when he's just trying to make love to you, he's very handsy and sweet -in a dominant kind of way, very soft!dom, this one is..

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

--- He's not turning down sex. Quickie, all nighter, he'll take it in any form, please and thanks.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

--- The only risk he'll take is semi public sex because the lil shit loves fucking you right up against a window or starting shit on a dance floor (with his hand up your skirt and inside your panties as he humps himself into you from behind )

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

--- JESUS.. so.. here's the thing.. Hydra's experiment essentially changed his genetic makeup, I mean.. It had to, right? So not only does he have high stamina, he doesn't need that much of a break in between rounds and as long as he can get it up, he's fucking you.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

--- Edible underwear, strawberry or grape flavored. He doesn't own any toys but it's like I said, he will buy you edible underwear and use your toys on you to edge you for hours.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

--- He's loud as hell. Swearing, praising, saying the filthiest things in a growly voice against your skin. "Take it all, draga mea. Ah ah, swallow." <- will say stuff like that when he's getting head and usually, he's pulling your hair or fucking himself up into your mouth when he says it. The entire building knows both your names. If you're not being loud, it becomes his mission to make you loud, be warned.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

--- This motherfucker is needy and whiny, holy shit. Like, he will whine at you for sex / attention. But the caveat here is that he's only like this when you're both alone and he's behind closed doors. Any other time, he's more of the strong silent (silently teasing you like a little asshole, that is) type.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

--- Even before Hydra, Pietro was blessed? But since the experiments, it's thick -probably around the size of an energy drink can if I had to throw out a comparison, slightly above average length and veiny. Stands straight when he's turned on and completely hard.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

--- It varies? Like, if he's not with someone / attracted to someone, he just kind of doesn't really think about it too much but the second this asshole gets himself attached to someone, sex becomes literally every third thought in his slutty brain.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

--- It takes him a while because he likes to lie there and hold you and play with your hair or kiss on you. This can be frustrating if you're dog-tired after it's all over -you probably will be, and he's keeping you awake just a little longer but it's soooo fucking sweet.

#pietro maximoff #pietro maximoff imagine #pietro maximoff smut #pietro maximoff fanfiction #pietro maximoff x fem!reader #minors abso-fuckin-lutely not

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xxsycamore · 5 months

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Alright, I'll steal the remaining slots before it's too late!

Social Media AU with genderbent Fenrir and MC

Krys your BRAIN. Be honest, did you see it coming that I'm going to make Fen a Twitch streamer? Hope you like it as much as I did!!!

[ 🌈 part of the character x character or genderbent!character x mc requests🌈 ]

For Different Universe, Same Love creative challenge, hosted by @queengiuliettafirstlady and me.

𝐒𝐎𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐋 𝐌𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐀 𝐀𝐔 ┅┅┅genderbent!Fenrir x Alice

𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐲

"Damn it, he got me!"

While waiting impatiently to respawn, Fen stuffs her mouth full of chips and directs her attention to the chatbox next to her game screen instead. She tries to pay as much attention as she can to her Twitch subs, maintaining a friendly and laid-back atmosphere where she can indulge in snacks, gaming, and occasional swears while her audience contently watches her.

gentlexdemon23: Maybe if you used something other than dual pistols in this map you wouldn't suck so bad :)

Fen barely remembers to gulp down her food before reading out loud this particular comment that caught her attention, using an annoying voice for it.

"Dude, dual pistols are the best what are ya talking about? Why bother with another weapon when I've already mastered one. Dumbass."

Fen relaxes back into her gaming chair as a wall of the same comments saying "you must be new here", likely directed at gentlexdemon23, flash at a fast speed across the chat screen. Suddenly a telltale noise announces a donation, and Fen excitedly thanks the person before reading out:

alicethe2nd: Dual pistons ftw! ☜(ﾟヮﾟ☜) Please show us your irl collection again after the match!

Fen's bright magenta eyes all but begin to sparkle with excitement upon seeing the request.

"You mean my babies? Hell yeah! Thank you, Alice the second! Wait, are ya a chick? Or just another guy using a cute anime girl as their pfp?"

Fen's eyes scan carefully through the endless wave of lol's in fear she'll miss that one username she's looking for.

alicethe2nd: I'm a girl, haha! I'm not even into these things, I just fell down the rabbit hole and found myself watching your streams... I think you're cool!

This time Fen doesn't read the message out loud, though the way her lips move the people watching her could probably figure that the reply got to her safely. There's a brief pause that Fen utilizes to get back on track after failing to notice she's been respawned in the game. That's rare.

She's far from being so naive as to trust random fans blindly and take their word for granted, much less initiate further contact with them, even if that one sounded quite cute.

Oh well.

"Actually, ya know what? For that generous tip, I can even offer you a one-on-one call to see them up close. See chat, it's whatcha get for respecting Fen's babies! Leave me a DM, Alice."

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kaerimichirami · 7 months

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bye-bye moratorium

“Is the phone working?��

“Yes, hm… there are many gigabytes worth of media, but actual footage from the night the girls went missing is hard to find… there’s this video, though, but it seems to be corrupted. Can you try opening the file?”

“Sure, lemme just...”

Hey, if there’s anyone listening to this, hmm… my phone battery is at, like, 57%? There’s no signal, I can’t call the police… I don’t think that’s something they would solve, though… If I get out of this alive, just a reminder, don’t fucking listen to Miwa again. Like, that girl is crazy… I don’t know where she is. I’m just saying, she is, she is a little insane, you know? I don’t know where the hell Krys is either… we were… we were together until a few minutes ago… or hours, I don’t know. We came here at… I think it was about midnight… the exits were blocked, I-I can’t get out. I’m trying to make my battery last, but I have such a weird feeling, that I needed to record something. Right now, I’m in the janitor’s closet, and… ugh, oh no, they’re trying to get in again. I don’t fucking know what these things are. I don’t know, I’m just really scared. I’ve always been skeptical about everything, but I swear to God I didn’t do any drugs, and I’m seeing them… hearing them… they try to force their way in every couple of minutes, then they back up… I-it’s crazy, they’re not human… they look human, but if you look closely, even in the dark… there’s something fucked up about them. It’s weird, it’s eerie, it’s creepy… I just want to make it until the sun comes up, then maybe daylight will save me? I swear, Miwa will pay for this… W-wait, Miwa, is that you? Is that really you? N-no way you’re outside. This is the third floor, Miwa, how the hell can I see you through the window? Can you see it? I don’t know if I can show it on the camera… that’s not her… look, right into the eye… the smile, that’s not my friend… this is something else, hell, they got her… S-she’s trying to break in… damn, I need to leave, but I don’t know where I could be safe… Wait, I hear something… that’s Krys, right? I don’t know if you can hear it in the video. ‘I found a way out, Lyni.’, o-okay, I’m opening the door…

“That’s definetely Eve…! And that thing she showed in the window was supposedly Miwa, right?”

“So you recognize this is your sister, Evelyn, right?”

“Y-yes. And the girl, it’s her best friend… but she doesn’t look that creepy.”

“See… by any chance, miss, could this be a prank? You know, we don’t have time for this.” I didn’t care about what the police said. It pissed the hell off. They always thought these things were just teenagers being stupid, but I knew my sister was in danger. Mom was too sick to actually do anything, and they… they wouldn’t help either. So I took matters in my own hands. I decided to think about what had happened, and gather all I knew.

Evelyn, Miwa and Krystal… three best friends. For some reason, Miwa was always interesed in the occult, and all sorts of supernatural stuff. They were high school seniors, and I’m a freshman. They were graduating soon, and decided to visit their abandoned middle school building, at night. The last message from Eve was ‘there are things here, and I don’t know what they are’, followed by an ‘I love you, Celine'. They always called Evelyn ‘Lyni’, and Krystal was ‘Krys’. Miwa was always just Miwa. She would always be this self-entitled leader, and would often put my dilligent and serious sister in a bad position. I never really did like Miwa, but it seemed like no matter how rational my sister was, she looked bewitched. As for Krystal… she always seemed to be left out in a way, but she tried so hard to belong to that friendship. In a way, they were pieces of the same puzzle. And I needed to figure it out.

They had left last Friday, and today I skipped school to do research on my own. I got some food, water, toilet paper, a first-aid kit, my phone with at least 50 gigabytes of memory available, a power bank, a lighter, a flashlight and some weapons for self-defense and started my journey. The police really didn’t care about their job. They were missing, but you could still enter the building. They had searched every room, or at least, that’s what they had said. It was really easy to get in, and I tried to pinpoint where my sister was when she recorded the video.

The whole atmosphere was eerie. A middle school, you’d think, is one of the loudest places on Earth, right? But it was so silent… not, it was silenced. It was cold, it was weird at best. There were still chairs and tables in the cafeteria, and desks inside the classrooms. An expensive espresso machine in the teacher’s room. I soon made my way to the third floor. The staircases were damp, maybe because it had rained the day before. I slipped, but managed to get up.

I found it. I knew what it was like from what I saw, since it was open. I recognized the shelves and products on them. So, my sister wasn’t there anymore… well, that’s what you’d presume from the video, right? The glass window had some spills of red… was that blood? Well, probably.

I walked around farther, and I couldn’t find much. It was a huge building, though, so I had a long night awaiting me. It’s not like I had anyone to go back home to. So I held tight to my own shirt, and moved on. I passed the library, and my sister was not only a member of the student council, but she also helped file books and other boring library stuff. I mean, she was kind of a nerd. She was really into literature, and the library always brought her peace. So… could she be there?

Upon entering the room, my nostrils met a terrible smell… things that smelled centuries old, and the school hadn’t been shut down for even a decade, thus how could it smell like that? The books were all there… all there. Untouched. I moved my body through the narrow space between the bookshelves. I could hear the sound of my own footsteps, but, also, a very low noise… it seemed like someone was crying. I stopped for a moment, somewhat scared. I felt it building up badly, and my heart started to sink, like in some kind of bad, certainly, omen.

Badump-badump, my heart soon felt so huge inside my chest. Badump-badump, the cries grew closer to me, as I moved my body forward almost unconciously. Badump-badump, something was… coming… when I felt hands covering my mouth from the back, and I wasn’t alone anymore.

“Don’t. Get. Closer.” It was Eve’s voice, for sure. I was about to cry, I looked at her… she looked completely fucked up. Like she hasn’t eaten or slept for days… well, maybe that was true. “Eve!” I cried.

“You shouldn’t be here, Celine.”

“B-but I was looking for you. You’ve been missing for days!”

“Days, Celine? I’ve been here for 10 years.” I looked at her, staring deep into her soul. She was joking, right? “You’ve grown so much… I missed you.”

“Do you want to eat something?” I didn’t know what to say, thus I tried looking after her instead. My sister often seemed bored by all sorts of things, but she also was in high spirits when it came to me or her friends. I wanted that back.

“Why did you come here?”

“Because they’re looking for you. I mean… the police found your video, and…”

“What video?” She thought for a moment. “Oh… I had forgotten about this. Anyway, this is strange, Celine… it all happened when you were five years old. The police stopped coming here ages ago.”

“B-but it was… three days ago…” I finally came to my senses, as I was held in my sister’s embrace. “I just have been so overwhelmed… taking care of mom… she’s sick.”

“I’m sorry. That is my fault, Celine. I shouldn’t have come here that day.”

“But what happened? I don’t… I don’t get it, Eve… are you… dead?” I could feel her touch, so how could Eve be dead, right?

“It’s hard to explain, but this place isn’t part of the normal world you live in. It’s something else. I stopped aging and needing basic human stuff like food or water when I came here. But it’s not like I’m immortal, I think. I also can’t get out. Once you come here at night, it never becomes day. Even if other people come here to search for you, they can’t find you. It’s like you’re in another place. And now you’re trapped, with me.”

“What about Miwa and Krys…?” I was already sobbing at that point.

“Miwa isn’t… Miwa… she’s some sort of entity, who lured me into this world. Krys died that day. This is why I know I’m not immortal. During the first night, Miwa came after the both of us, and I killed her, but not before she could have killed Krys and used her body to try to deceive me once again. I ended both of them, but I never got out of here myself. It’s impossible.” My sister was the smartest person I knew, so, how could she remain defeated? “There’s some kind of block, I think. It separates this place from the real world, or afterlife, or anything else.”

“Then why… why did I think it was recent? Why did I come here, Eve?”

“I don’t know… you got a call, perhaps. Maybe you just missed me, and taking care of mom fucked up your head.”

“Do you know… how much time has passed?”

“Yes. I counted the days. There’s a working computer, despite there being no actual power. I don’t know what keeps it alive, it just, well, is… there’s no internet access, but I have been writing a lot. If we’re gonna try to escape, which I think you’ll suggest, let me back up the stuff I wrote first, please.” It was indeed confusing. This place seemed to operate differently than the usual world, thus I didn’t try to make it make sense. I just went along with it.

After the back-up was done, we started exploring, passing from each hall until we got to the gymnasium. It was still night, surely… the moonlight was hitting the pool, and the water looked so pure, crystal clear. There was a certain spot that was even brighter, and it looked like some kind of entrance… or exit. I looked at my sister, she looked at me.

“It would be crazy if this was our way out, right?”

“Does anything here make any sense?” I answered. We held tightly into each other, and we jumped through the moonlit spot. As we made our way through it, I was back home. I woke up in my bed, my head being patted sweetly. Eve was sitting beside my bed, taking care of me. She smiled sweetly at me.

“So you finally woke up. Don’t worry, you don’t have a fever anymore.” That’s right… mom wasn’t just sick… she had passed, and then I started panicking. We never had a father, then my sister went missing, and then my mom got really sick… when I realized I had lost everyone, I was so terrified. I wasn’t even in high school anymore… I was already in my twenties… reality just wasn’t making sense until then. “Well, if you’re feeling better, I’m going now, okay?” My voice wouldn’t come out. I wanted to say “thank you” and “I love you”, but my throat was so dry. “I love you so much, Celine, I’m proud of the woman you’ve become.” Soon, she left and I had only myself again. I thought about it for a couple seconds, and then I burst out crying.

I got up, to my recollections… I had newspaper cuts… my sister and her friend Krystal, that day, were murdered by her so-called friend, Miwa. When interviewed, she said she “wanted to know how it felt to kill someone”. She went to jail, but shortly after she ended her own life.

I decided to see my sister’s grave, where my mother’s body was later placed, too. I was on my own, until the day I died, I was on my own. I didn’t know grief was that hard to deal with. That I could have such weird fever dreams. I prayed for her, and I wished her so much love. For mom, too, of course.

I treated myself to some sickly sweet ice cream, and watched something that was easy on my heart. ‘Maybe I should try getting some help.’, I thought. I looked to my side. There was no one there, Celine, and I couldn’t fool myself anymore. Despite the eeriness, I’d like to go back to that dream, and be wrapped in my big sister’s arms once again. If she could hold me tightly, and kiss my little forehead… but, no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t fall asleep.

Daylight entered my small apartment… my eyes felt sore, my lips were dry, cracking. I got up, made myself a meal and swore I would get through it, just another day. Still, as I ate it, I felt like everything was so unfair, and burst into tears again. I just wanted her slender fingers over my little baby hands, and to ask her to play with me once more. But there I was, awake and alive. There were no monsters but Ms. Death itself. Miwa was already dead, there was no revenge to be done…

I had to be satisfied with the fact that unlike mom and sister, I was there, and still had a long path ahead of me. But I was still so young, so fragile, scared, hurt… deep down, I was that kid who never understood things well. This cruel world, that took everything from me, and that gave me false hope from that dream… I couldn’t forgive it.

There was no need to, right? I didn’t need to forgive anyone or anything. I didn’t need to forgive my father for leaving. I didn’t need to forgive Miwa. I didn’t need to forgive my own little crazy mind. I could just eat another pint of ice cream, and get through it. Once again. I felt like my fever was coming back, and I wished to see my sister’s smile once again.

I was in a state I felt small, I couldn’t move. I couldn’t function properly. I had been so strong for many years, but I couldn’t move on from that. I was stuck to that grief, to that loss, to that feeling of being human. I searched in my belongings again, something that gave me any kind of strenght, something… then, I received a couple of texts, one after the other.

Unknown sender: miwa made krys and i come along to st. catherine academy, but i don’t get what’s happening. it’s weird, cel. something’s wrong.

i don’t know where miwa is.

wait, i lost krys too. I thought she was with me.

there are things here and I don’t know what they are

I love you, Celine

(End of story)

Author's comment: Hello. Thank you for reading my story. This is my first attempt at something scarier, very angsty. I recently read 'Kitchen', by Yoshimoto Banana, and I wanted to work on grief. Actually, the story process was quite like this:

I want to write about three girls getting lost and messing with the occult -> I want to use it as an analogy for grief and loss -> I want to make it about a time loop.

The end is very open, right? You could think whatever you want. You can think Celine fell asleep again and had another dream. Or that the school is actually a haunted place, and the time-space in this story works differently than in the real world. Personally, I don't have an opinion.

This is part of my 'glazing a look at my way back home' series, introspective, queer-ish stories. Well... there's nothing that queer about bye-bye moratorium, although the characters were pictured based on my existing OCs that are queer. If you want to read something just as angsty, but more queer, please check out my other work published here, called 'Sleeping with Scorpions', that is about a transman accepting himself after, well, having scorpions on his bed.

I also have a lighter story, called @apronapril

I don't expect people who enjoy bye-bye moratorium to enjoy apron april too, but it's the same author, right?

#literature #young adult #supernatural #sasoris #glancing my way back home

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True Love

A Jeno fic that’s a part of our Halloween Series!

Summary: You, an employee at an entertainment company, are immune to the charms of their biggest star Lee Jeno.

Pairing: Rockstar! Jeno x female reader

Genre: romance, drama, fantasy, suspense

Warning: alcohol use, smut mention, stalking, manipulation

Word Count: 4.3k

(A/N: Hiya! I’m so sorry for the delay! It’s been so hectic lol! Thank you so much for your support and patience! Hope you enjoy! And shoutout to Krys for keeping me sane and for all of her love and support. I love you! :D)

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To everyone in the world, Lee Jeno was the epitome of perfection and rock royalty. He was a gifted musician from the very young age of five, having specialized in several instruments in his childhood. However, his heart gravitated to the guitar. He became a trainee at LCF Entertainment and along with four other trainees, they became the world famous rock band, Temptation.

He was ranked in the top 23 in World Magazine’s Sexiest Men Alive this year. He was a walking and talking Adonis with a heartwarming smile.

Jeno was a man of many talents but he certainly didn’t let it get to his head. He was a humanitarian, a UNICEF ambassador, fostered shelter animals, was the proud owner of three cats even though he was allergic, a great family man (funding his siblings’ college tuition and providing for his parents so they could retire early), etc. He did it all and he had it all.

How could anyone be immune to his charms?

People wondered who would be the queen that would reign beside him when he settled down. Frankly, one couldn’t be anything short of a supermodel on the verge of sainthood. So many hopeful contenders were discouraged from pursuing him.

Jeno’s dating life was non-existent, the paparazzi dreaded to inform.

But you were an employee of LCF Entertainment so you knew the truth, as well as the true nature of the famous Lee Jeno. He was basically like any other young man with an inflated ego. He was cocky, a huge flirt when the cameras were off, very picky, and demanding. But no one ever dared speak a word of his true nature to the paparazzi. And you always wondered why. Someone had to bring him down a few pegs.

You were the staff photographer and videographer, in charge of capturing Jeno’s good and “relatable but still unbelievably glamorous” sides. When the camera was on, that was when you felt at ease.

It didn’t help that Jeno liked you either. Although you’d been working with Temptation and the individual members for a few years now, it was only recently that Jeno really was set on it pursuing you.

When you switched off the camera after the recording of Jeno’s backstage vlog, he sat comfortably at his makeup chair and proceeded to ask, “Y/n, will you go out with me now?”

You answered immediately, “No.”

Jeno gave you a sad puppy dog face. “Why not?”

“We’ve gone over this. I would get fired.” You wanted to spare his feelings so that was what you always said when he asked you out.

Jeno groaned. “You would not. I wouldn’t let that happen.”

You snorted. “You think you have that kind of power, Lee?”

He liked when you called him by his last name. “That’s because I do have that power, y/n. The new company building is funded solely out of my earnings from my last solo album.”

You whistled. “There’s that humility I’m always reading about in O!What Magazine…”

Jeno smiled. “You read articles about me?”

“I do when my name is in the article, boss.” You started packing up your equipment, ready to call it a day and head home.

Jeno got out of his chair and stood over you. He smelled of Dior Sauvage, cologne from his latest brand endorsement. He wore his stage clothes from his solo concert rehearsal. A sleeveless jean jacket top that parted down the middle to show his abs. Along his abs, silver chains dangled and added a nice glimmer effect when he was on stage. The entire team was thrilled to see how the audience would eat it up.

He whispered into your ear, “Y/n.”

Truthfully? He was attractive. You’d always had a little crush on him but it was of a shallow nature. You liked him for his looks. Not so much for his personality. You’d known too much.

If Jeno had been any other regular guy, you would’ve been open to a one-night stand.

But Jeno wasn’t just any regular guy.

You tried to hide the fact that shivers ran down your spine. “Stop.”

He chuckled. “But I can see you through the reflection, y/n...You're crossing your legs…”

You’d hoped he wasn’t that perceptive but it turned out he was. You hid away the fact that you were turned on. Your panties were damp but you’d be damned if he ever knew that.

You met Jeno’s perfectly lined eyes as he looked at you unapologetically. Everyone else from the staff already left. Jeno’s manager was waiting downstairs to take him to the radio station J-423 for his upcoming interview.

You were breathless now. “Jeno, you’re going to be late-”

He pulled you into him and kissed you, easily slipping his tongue into your mouth and working magic against yours. You couldn’t help but return his kiss. His mouth was paradise and you wondered what else he could do with it.

He let you go after a few minutes and cupped your face. “So are you going to deny that there’s something going on here?”

You tried to catch your breath as you wiped your lipstick off of Jeno’s mouth. “No, I guess not...But this is where it stops.”

Jeno frowned. “Y/n…”

“I know where I stand. And you know it, too. And Jeno, I don’t like you that way...I’m sorry.” You caressed his face and grabbed your things, leaving Jeno with an unreadable expression on his face.

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As a member of LCF Entertainment, your ultimate goal was profit. That was what you had to know from the very beginning. There was no such thing as LCF Family or truly prioritizing the idols. Everyone was after themselves. Whoever brought the most money to the company would get the most attention and special treatment. And that was Jeno.

And you, an aspiring film director, were thankful to be on his team because this experience could open doors for you in the future as a director. Sure, Jeno was a diva and he couldn’t stop flirting with you, but the experience wasn’t all that bad. And yeah it was frustrating that the media and the public perceived Jeno to be the nation’s sweetheart. But in the end, he wasn’t hurting anyone.

He was only hurting people’s wallets.

Temptation’s merchandise always sold out quickly but Jeno’s individual merch was always the first to sell out. And it was the first to get resold for twice and sometimes even triple the price. The fanbase was very merciless and selfish with each other. However, the scalpers were the true evil. That was less money going to your company, after all.

Even though frontman Jeno was the most popular member of Temptation, it was Temptation’s drummer Xiaojun that you had a massive crush on for a long time now. You even accumulated a secret collection of his merch. You were two photocards away from completing your Xiaojun album photocard collection.

Xiaojun even admitted to liking you back but you both kept it a secret from everyone else in the world, especially LCF. You two weren’t about to compromise your jobs. However, since Temptation was the biggest moneymaker in the game and the boys had been with the company for quite some time now, their dating ban was lifted.

Which explained why Jeno had been asking you out all week, not caring who listened and it freaked you out.

If Jeno’s fans ever found out he asked you out, they would pin the blame on you.

A week had passed since you told Jeno you weren’t interested in him. You felt bad for hurting him but you were also worried about his mood. He had the power to get you dismissed. You refused to believe he would be so cruel.

And up until this point, you were right. You were still employed and Jeno spoke with you like any other day, talking about camera angles and new concepts for upcoming shoots.

The end of another work week and Xiaojun surprises you on your way to the bus stop.

“Y/n,” Xiaojun pulls up beside you in his Porsche. He looked so elegant in a pale blue sweater and blue jeans. His face was concealed by a mask so he could leave undetected. But you’d recognized those eyebrows anywhere.

“Hey. What are you doing here?”

“I...I think we should finally talk…”

“About?”

He smiled. “About dating.”

You nearly dropped your phone out of your hand from the shock. “Really?”

He said, “Get in so I can drive you home!”

You nodded fervently and got into his passenger seat. Was this really happening?

On the drive home, Xiaojun told you he wanted to take it slow and have indoor dates with you first. You couldn’t agree more. He even surprised you with a brand new pair of AirPods after you told him that your brother took them from you.

The first of many gifts, he told you.

You got home that night and screamed excitedly into your pillow so as not to frighten your roommates

___

It has been a month since you and Xiaojun started seeing each other. You were on cloud nine. He would visit you at your apartment and would play with his dog Bella. Bella loved you a little more than she loved Xiaojun so you two would always bicker and end the night in each other’s arms.

Jeno noticed the spring in your step as you filmed his cooking vlog. He was showing his fans how he cooked breakfast for himself when he had down time. He was in a plain white T-shirt and a pair of drawstring trousers. He looked relaxed and for many, delectable, as his hair was wet from a shower. He was trying very hard to get your attention once again.

He anticipated you averting your eyes and stuttering at the sight of him but nothing. You whistled while you adjusted the tripod’s position.

“What’s got you so happy?” Jeno asked.

You nearly jumped at his question. You decided to be upfront. “I’m seeing Xiaojun.”

Jeno’s cool facade nearly cracked before your very eyes. “Oh?”

You apologized. “I’m sorry, Jeno. I should’ve told you that I liked Xiaojun…”

Jeno was furious. What the hell did Xiaojun have that he didn’t? Jeno was more muscular, taller, more talented, wealthier, more attractive...He was superior to Jeno in every way and everyone else knew it, too.

He honed his acting skills and replied evenly, “Why are you apologizing, y/n? So you like someone else...I’ll live.”

You realized maybe Jeno didn’t like you as much as you thought so you felt relieved to hear his dismissive tone. “Right. Good. I just...thought you should know…”

You and Jeno continued the shoot. He acted like nothing had happened and even behind the scenes, he joked with you and asked you which of the female trainees he should ask out. You berated him because female trainees were not allowed to date and he knew this very well. Jeno was back to his arrogant self and you were relieved.

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You got a text from Xiaojun that he was finishing up a filming schedule with his bandmates. You wouldn’t be able to see him today because the schedule was running overtime.

He told you to go to dinner with some friends at Osaka Moon. His treat. He was good friends with the chef, apparently. You were on your way to the restaurant to meet your friends.

You were shocked at how down-to-earth Xiaojun still was after achieving so much fame and then he would do things like this. It gave you whiplash but you were having the time of your life with him.

However, you noticed him across the street. Xiaojun always wore different wigs and masks for his disguised outings with you.

But this time, there were no disguises. His side swept blonde hair and his thin framed glasses. There was no mistaking that it was him.

Was the filming for the show at the Downtown Hotel?

You were about to call his name when you saw another woman wrap her arms around him and squeeze his ass. She had long wavy brown hair and a slender frame. She could’ve been a model or a singer. They both entered the expensive hotel. Very bold of him to take her out so publicly when he was still intent on hiding you.

You felt like someone knocked the breath out of you. You shook your head in disbelief.

Immediately, you dialed Xiaojun’s number and there was no answer. You called four more times and nothing.

Son of a bitch, you thought.

He played you. You should’ve known he was no different than any other dickhead A-lister.

You decided to call his bandmates. It turned out that the filming they’d done today wrapped up over two hours ago.

Haechan had no idea where he was. Jisung didn’t either. Jaemin was equally perplexed. Last but not least you called Jeno.

He answered. “Hello?”

At this point, you couldn’t hold back your tears anymore. “Jeno…”

“Y/n? What’s wrong?”

“Do you know where Xiaojun is?”

“Not specifically...he did mention he had a reservation at the Downtown Hotel…”

You sniffled. “He did?”

“I thought he was meeting you…”

“No, he wasn’t…”

“Oh...Oh, shit, y/n. I am so-“

“It’s okay...Thanks Jeno. I’ll see you on Monday…”

You told your friends to have dinner without you and to make sure to spare no expense because your so-called boyfriend was buying. You told them Xiaojun finished at the last minute and wanted to take you dancing.

A total lie so you could wallow at your local bar.

You sat right by the bar and downed a few glasses of beer. Just to feel anything else besides the betrayal you felt.

A half hour later, you were even more buzzed now. A young man sat beside you at the counter.

He started, “Hello, gorgeous.”

You looked at the young man. He was stunning. Another face that belonged on television. Another one of those who was capable of seducing you and tossing you away the very next second.

You flipped the bird. “Bite me.”

The young man scoffed and tried again, “Feisty, aren’t we?”

He got closer to you and you began to feel uncomfortable. “Please leave me alone…”

“Tsk tsk. A beautiful girl like you in tears? You need someone who will bring your smile back.”

“And you’re the man for that job?” Someone interrupted.

You were shocked to find Jeno here. He looked gorgeous in a black leather jacket and dark jeans. His hair was slicked back the way you liked it most and wow, you may have had one too many drinks...A few customers recognized Jeno and started whispering and taking their cameras out.

“Jeno?” You nearly lost your balance as you got up from your chair.

Jeno grabbed you immediately before the other guy could.

The stranger said, “Why do you get to put your hands on her? Just cause you're some pretty boy with mediocre music...I’m sure she’s nothing compared to who you’ve bedded before-“

Jeno socked him in the face and escorted you out of the bar. The stranger cursed you both out as you left. Jeno led you quickly into his manager’s car that he borrowed for the night. You felt a little dizzy.

Jeno fastened your seatbelt.

You smiled at him. “Thanks.”

He looked at you in concern. “Are you okay?”

You shook your head. “Why are men scum, Jeno?”

Jeno sighed. “I’m so sorry about-“

“Don’t say his name...I...never want to see him again...God, now I have to sell all of his merch…”

Jeno frowned in confusion and continued, “I’ll take you home…”

You didn’t want to face your roommates. “No...Can I…Spend the night with you?”

It took all of Jeno’s might not to get out his car and raise his fist in the air. But he composed himself. “Are you sure?”

You nodded, wanting to forget all about Xiaojun and have one thoughtless night with Jeno. “Yes.”

Jeno drove you two to his penthouse suite. He was cautious around you and you were ready to shrug away your inhibitions.

Jeno helped you remove your coat at the entrance. “Take a seat. I’ll get you some water.”

You sat yourself on the couch and opened your legs wide, exposing your panties underneath your skirt. “Jeno, fuck me right now so I can forget his sorry ass.”

Jeno hesitated then but seeing how irresistible you were...He couldn’t help himself.

He asked again. “Are you sure?”

You nodded. You were buzzed but not that buzzed. You wanted to spite Xiaojun. You wanted to acknowledge the part of you that longed for Jeno for so long, too. You’d be stupid to deny that you fantasized about a night with him.

You hesitated before but now you said, why the hell not?

You and Jeno made love that night. Jeno was over the moon that you were finally in his arms. Sure it was a rebound but the look in your eyes when he was inside you had to mean something. There was a promise there and Jeno held onto that glimmer of hope.

Jeno took you home the next day and he was very cool about the whole night. Right before you returned home. you reminded him about how this was a one night stand and thanked him for a wonderful night.

You were resolute in dumping Xiaojun and simply going back to work. Thankful you only ever worked for Jeno anyway. And as expected, Jeno was his usual self: cocky, flirty, sending his food back for random reasons.

Xiaojun came under the fire for going to a hotel with a potential prostitute. The identity of the woman he was seen with remained a mystery. He tried convincing everyone that the woman was not a prostitute but he couldn’t remember how he met her or what she looked like. That night and along with how crazy Xiaojun sounded caused the company to encourage him to leave. Xiaojun’s contract with LCF Entertainment was terminated.

The week after you and Jeno made love...You started catching feelings for him. Every glance. Every fleeting touch. It drove you mad. And suddenly that one night stand was something you wanted again. And again. And again.

You accompanied Jeno and his manager as he attended a gallery opening. You were in charge of his photos for his social media. He looked extremely dapper in his red suit. You just wanted to rip his clothes off and make love to him in front of all of the guests. Becoming a work of art yourselves.

These thoughts you’ve been having used to scare you but now...you owned them. Tonight, when you got him alone, you would tell him how you really felt. You hoped you weren’t too late.

Jeno’s manager excused himself to get some refreshments. Jeno observed a painting while you took some more photos.

“Stunning,” you said aloud.

Jeno’s eyes grew at your words. “Wow, y/n...All the years we’ve worked together and you’ve never made a comment about my looks…”

Your face grew warm then. “I’m feeling a little bolder these days…”

He grinned. “Is that so?”

“Jeno, I won’t beat around the bush…I haven’t stopped thinking about you since that night…”

“Y/n…”

“I know I said it was a one night stand and...You’ve moved on…”

Jeno started, “I haven’t…”

You were shocked to hear it. “Really?”

He moved closer to you and moved the camera away from your line of sight. “What are you saying, y/n?” His voice was dangerously low.

“I’m saying...that I want to be with you, Jeno.”

Jeno’s smile looked so gorgeous then. He was the true work of art at the gallery. “Well, y/n, I’ve made my feelings abundantly clear for a while now…”

He kissed you then. And the cameras started flashing.

You were on cloud nine. You finally released your suppressed feelings for the rockstar before you.

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You’ve been together for two years now. He made you feel safe and loved. He showered you with gifts and trips to the most beautiful parts of the world.

As for the response from netizens and the company? Jeno had all the power and he could handle a few naysayers. Your job as his photographer and videographer remained intact. And you were well on your way to transitioning to your own film projects: your dream.

You and Jeno had become a couple to root for. They called you The Prince and The Pauper Turned Princess. You hated your label but whenever you looked at Jeno’s eyes, any anxiety or anger quickly faded.

Jeno had a solo performance in your city tonight and you were seated in a private booth. He was performing so well, moving from instrument to instrument. Driving people to tears with his long low notes. And then he surprised everyone with his announcement.

“Before I perform ‘Changed Your Mind’, I want to give a shout-out to the woman of my dreams, y/n, who is here with us tonight.”

The stadium roared in excitement and many heads turned to you. Your eyes never left Jeno.

“Y/n, I love you so much. We’ve come so far, baby. And I want us to never stop. Which is why…”

He got down from the stage and was escorted by security down to the crowd. He ran his hands past adoring fans as he made his way to you.

He entered your booth with his camera crew and security close by. “Y/n, will you marry me?”

You cried out, “Yes!”

Jeno picked you up and spun you around. You kissed passionately. The crowd’s roars thundered now. It was a celebration. You didn’t care that all eyes were on you now, as well. All you cared about was Jeno. And he loved you more than anything else in the world.

You truly found your soulmate and you couldn’t be happier.

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Jeno finished his show and was backstage cooling down with a bottle of water.

“Good job tonight,” a woman said as she stood at the door of Jeno’s dressing room.

“Thank you, sis. To what do I owe the pleasure?”

Jeno’s older sister Yeeun sat on the couch of the dressing room. “How does it feel to have her in your clutches now?”

Jeno smirked. “Pretty damn great.”

“And I’m here to collect my payment, little brother.”

Jeno sighed. “Really? It’s been two years.”

Yeeun looked at her manicured nails. “I’ve been busy.”

Jeno laughed. “Screwing over taken men? I’m sorry, I meant screwing taken men?”

“Nope. That task was a one-and-done deal. How is that poor boy doing these days?”

“Xiaojun? He’s back at school getting his master’s...He’s happy.”

“Has he tried to contact y/n since then?” Yeeun asked.

Jeno chuckled. “No. Why would he?”

She smiled at him. “They were sweet together. And you tore them apart because you couldn’t take no for an answer, could you?”

Jeno rolled his eyes. “And what about it? I have a right to get whatever I want. Do you know who I am?”

Yeeun sighed. “Yes, you repeatedly tell the family group chat who you are every week. And we all take it because you pay us well…”

Jeno and Yeeun had conspired against you and Xiaojun. Jeno stole Xiaojun’s phone and Yeeun charmed Xiaojun to join her for a night at the hotel. Jeno planned for you to go to Osaka Moon so you could see Xiaojun and Yeeun together.

Jeno watched you as you broke down in tears, calling each of his bandmates. He made sure he was far enough away by the time you called him. He played the part of a concerned friend very well. He had to take up acting, another field he would surely dominate. And with you as his director? It made him hard just thinking about it.

Jeno didn’t coincidentally find you at the bar. He’d been tailing and that stranger who hit on you was only an added bonus. Jeno could play the unsuspecting hero and you would eat it up. And that you did. He was satisfied to know that you wanted to sleep with him. He didn’t care about being a rebound.

Even so, he wasn’t going to take any chances. So after you left his penthouse the next morning, he took the bedsheets you came on and the strands of hair you left behind and got to work.

Did you really think Jeno amassed such success and wealth all on his own? He had a little help from his family and their friends from Hell, of course. Jeno’s family came from a long line of Satan-worshipping witches. Jeno was the youngest of the descendants.

Human sacrifice was only a small token of the Lee family’s appreciation to Lucifer. So Jeno’s deception of Xiaojun was almost nothing in the list of gruesome things Jeno has done to reach the top of his game.

Yeeun was able to literally charm Xiaojun with her own special concoction. Once she and Xiaojun had sex, she wiped his memory of that hour and left him alone at the hotel. Confused. Disoriented. Worried.

As for you? Well, you were the most irresistible creature in this world. Your immunity to his charms was only the first step in his growing feelings for you. You were brilliant and talented at your craft, always capturing his best features on camera. You were gorgeous. He was surprised you didn’t become an idol at LCF yourself. You were warm and sweet and giving. Even if the company was cutthroat, he saw how you’d be with your coworkers and the other idols. You were just a pure, loving girl. And he desperately needed you. Desired you. Craved you.

He simply had to call you his.

With your samples, he was able to create the perfect spell to make you his.

Forever.

That was what Jeno called true love.

[Fin]

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maplecourtesy · 4 years

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TAZ:G NOTES, EPISODE 25

i like scrolled thru my dash for 15 seconds and all ive gathered is. rainer is blupjeans granddaughter. and smth happens to the firbolg MAYBE!?!??!

argo is just doin his best!!!!! :’D

lets go save fitzroy!!! :DDDD

[most of the content under the cut, because spoilers!!]

SKELETON GUARDS?!?!?! PLAYED BY JUSTIN AND CLINT!?!??!? good start to october!!!

GERKIN THE SKELETON;;;

TIBIA THE VAMPIRE SKELETON;;;;

new best characters….i love gerkin and tibia….

Fitzroy Getting Hugged By A Skeleton ASMR

OOOOOH GOLLY OOOOOHHH GOSH….. cmon fitzroy u can do this stop doing this we know ur not scared!! YEA. whys he also STILL so reluctant to admit he cares for his buddies…its alright fitzroy u can tell em u love them

i love breeze through the willow!!! <333 GOD RAINERS CHAIR IS SO COOL

FIRBOLGS CLAN IS IN DANGER?!??!?!? oh shit argo’s really gonna have to do this alone. rainer. please help him. this better not go badly

GOD THIS MUSIC….THIS IS SUCH COOL DUNGEON PUZZLE MUSIC. TAZ NEVER DISAPPOINTS WITH THE BGM

fitzroy if u end up bending the fuckin k- OH BEANS.

GOD I LOVE GERKIN

OOOO OO OO IS THIS THE LICH KING!??!?! whys he sound like that is he putting a little show on or does he just talk like that

OH HE SOUNDS REALLY COOL WAIT I LOVE HIM. he’s my dad too now rainer i hope u want a brother

damn;; this guy’s such a dick to the firbolg;; THE FIRBOLGS WHAT IS. W H A T ?!?!?!??!

oh no….what the hell i’m sad… poor firby…

travis saying im super cool in the ad break made me go like :]

VITILIGO!?!?!?!? RAINERS DAD GORDY HAS VITILIGO FUCK YES REPRESENTATION <333

oh i love gordy a lot u are my daaaaad ur my dad!! boogie woogie woogie!! :DDDD

FITZROYS ALLERGIC TO CRANBERRIES AND CHOCOLATE D:

WJBSDJFJKS HE CALLED RAINER RAD!!! HES RIGHT!!

gordys like . a lich . how did fitzroy decide that checking his pulse would be Anything.

IS GORDY FROM FAERUN IS THIS WHAT PEOPLE WERE TALKIN ABOUT?!!? there’d be some. timeline issues maaaaaybe with how the whole barry and lup son thing and the magnus making rainer’s chair thing would work but GOSH DANG DUDE THIS THEORY MAKES ME EXTREMELY HAPPY. i don’t mind if there’s no connection to balance in canon but it’s just nice to think about!! just;; the thought of blupjeans adopting an abandoned child makes me really happy!!!

WAIT THAT’S SO CUTE;;;; i love gordy SO much… oh that’s so sweet. found family literally oh i’m gonna cry i have such bad daddy issues of COURSE this is what gets me :’D GORDY’S JUST A COOL GUY;; just listening to him talk and be so caring loving and proud of his daughter makes it feel like home!!! I LOVE HIM!!!

OKAY BUT SKELETON WAR FITZROY ITS OCTOBER CMOOON

DIMPLES AINT MADE IN THE BONES…

GORDY PLEASE BE A DAD FOR A SECOND U DONT EVEN NEED TO ASK PLEASE BE DAD I LOVE U SO MUCH…. gordy really knows what’s up… man…. *in tears* he’s cool i guess.

FITZROY IS THE NICEST SWEETEST MOST RESPECTFUL BOY. I REALLY JUST LOVE FITZROY MORE THAN ANYTHING.

me: :(

 fitzroy:

me: :D

DAAAAAD SDJFBKJSDKFJ CLINT LOSING IT

fitzroy is allergic to Everything ..

aw firby…. oh i am so sad… firby has found a new clan… i love him so muchhhhhh. thnderman llc i love them the Most… todays a make krys cry by talking about nice dad characters day.

“we are alone…. together….” I AM. BROKEN IM HURT I LOVE THEM THESE BOYS MAKE ME SO HAPPY

;;;;;;n;;;; firbolg…. his song….. oh what the fuck i didn’t expect this episode to make me cry….. that was so beautiful

GERKIN AND TIBIA RECURRING CHARACTERS PLEAAAASE

!?!?!?!?!?!? THE BOTTOM OF THE GODSCAR CHASM. CHAOS?!?!?!? WHATS UP WITH HIM DON’T DO THIS TO ME TRAVIS.

fuckin gray………

THIS MUSIC BANGS SO HARD BUT GRHHHHHH G R A Y.

oh i liked that episode SO much 10/10 one of my faves

#taz #taz graduation #taz grad #taz g #taz graduation spoilers #taz grad spoilers #the adventure zone #the adventure zone graduation #taz episode 25 #sir fitzroy maplecourt #fitzroy maplecourt #argonaut keene #argo keene #master firbolg #the firbolg #taz notes by krys #krys talks

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haus-of-wu · 4 years

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Bonamana (미인아) 10th Anniversary Album Analysis/Rediscovery

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Happy 10th Anniversary to Bonamana / 4jib !

I viscerally remember this album coming out when I was in the 8th grade and using my damn iTunes gift cards to buy the album tracks for my iPod nano. (WTF was streaming in 2010)

Bonamana was the first album of many in SJ’s discography that didn’t have the full lineup of members. Hangeng had departed SM, Kibum had announced a hiatus to focus on acting, and Kangin was starting off what would become SJ’s almost decade-long military rotation era.

We’ve come a long way, and we’re still out here !!

Track analysis and re-reaction below the cut - as a veteran ELF I find that middle school me fixated on certain songs (and was the biggest Ryeowook stan), and then completely forgot about entire other songs, so it’s always a fun time going back down memory lane.

Bonamana (미인아)

Even if you look and look, look and look, look and look There’s no one else but me.

It’s true, true that my feelings don’t have a place to go. You know that I adjusted myself to fit you

honestly the best iteration of the “SJ Funky” sound that started with “Sorry Sorry” imo

an absolute headbanger !! if you aren’t already bobbing your head to the bass line and percussion in the first 10 seconds you are not human

this has just the right tasteful amount of autotune that makes it age a lot better than sorry sorry over the years

i’m sorry but the choreo absolutely fucks especially with kyuhyun going out there being like “you thought i was a main vocal? i’m in this fucking dance break”

re:choreo, it’s understandable that they’ve pivoted to the rock remix of this for super shows bc there’s a squat move they do that is not friendly on the knees at all

if you wanted a club BOP about a guy trying his hardest to figure out how to get a girl’s attention, this is it

donghae doing a magic trick for every music show performance of this, while looking fiercely in character while delivering his line as a man who is hella stressed about what to get the girl as a present

the way ryeowook and sungmin (tenor line !!) exchange lines

this song made me go feral in 2010

No Other

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Hearing you tell me that you love me, I have everything in this world, You & I, You’re so fine, Is there someone like you? I love you Oh, please know it, to me there’s only you, That I stupidly see you As my everything

that feel-good cute love song that served as the foil to Bonamana

the softest MV !!

just super chill and smile inducing

all the music show performances of this are just...so cute (also featured so many shenanigans like leeteuk yelling HAPPY BIRTHDAY HEENIM/GOOD LUCK SHINEE, and random members playing rock paper scissors in the middle of the performance)

probably has the most evenly split line distributions for the time (each member has their own verse of sorts)

contains one of my favorite hyukjae rap parts - it flows in such a relaxing way

Shake It Up (Remix Version)

Hey get up, (Hey get up) everyone come here (everyone come here) Just shake (all your thoughts) Just shake it up!

your everyday repetitive life, right now shake it up your repeated thoughts of sadness- right now shake it up Are you separated from the world? It all depends on you

SJ said shake it up !

chill club song with the touch of autotune, heavy synth, and weird background “oh OHs” of the time

the predecessor to the electronic chill vibe that Skydive has

they really told us to have fun and enjoy

honestly the song i didn’t realize i’d need in quarantine as i jam out at my desk

All My Heart

The words I still can’t say The words that got stuck in my throat I love you more than anyone else It’s still you and me, me me me me me me me me

In this moment I’m really happy I’m really grateful that you came to me The one who gives everything to me It’s only you and me, me me me me me me just you

a simple guitar instrumental with soothing vocals, a wholesome r&b

composed by LEETEUK AND HENRY? fuck me up fam

as a kid this was just the “nanana nanana na” song (that’s the me me me part of the chorus lmao)

this is the happy song that you’d like wave your lighters to maybe

hyukjae’s been singing “don’t wake me up” for eons

god this song makes me so soft

A Short Journey

My heart that loved you My eyes that looked at you Are still here

Oh baby say goodbye, for a short while goodbye I’ll go back to the place when I once was When I open that door and take one step So that I can stand in front of you who I missed

My heart that loved you My eyes that looked at you Will wait

Kangin going to the military tribute song composed by Donghae and lyrics by Hyukjae? they really had all the rights in 2010

god the lyrics really hit me in my ELF heart. like we really went through a whole decade of military service and said goodbye for now so many times

the opening piano intro? i hate you donghae i really do

hyukjae these lyrics man. why. why you gotta make our hearts hurt like this

another simple instrumental with soothing vocals, but this time it hits you in the feels a bit

if you weren’t listening to the lyrics, this feels like a song you’d watch your parents slow dance to in the house

thanks for triggering the “i miss kangin” hours G O D

Boom Boom

From head to toe you are wrapped with all luxury things Hoo~ so eye-blinding, who would ever dare to touch you?

Twinkle Twinkle Little Star I’m trying to get a hot girl, I’m drawn to her bad look look look am I wrong?

It’s nothing but such a beautiful sin

THE OTHER BANGER IN THIS ALBUM

yeah i feel like 13/14 y.o. me only was here for bonamana and boom boom back in 2010 which is like...pretty valid given the taste of your typical middle schooler in 2010

but literally. if you thought bonamana was about a guy desperate to get the girl, boom boom was legit like “shit she’s hot like sin and hooking up with her might be a mistake for me but oh well wtf why the hell not”

kyuhyun’s line at the beginning “from head to toe/머리부터 발 끝까지” is apparently used in a lot of lyrics, to the point where D&E were like, Bout You’s Korean title is gonna be that, AND it’s gonna be in the chorus. this was totally off-topic.

the whiplash in this album honestly. soft love songs to trying to get girls in the club to i’ll wait for you to finish military service. they have the RANGE

Coagulation

On the window and on my eyes Dew forms, tears form, a small stream is made Where they’re from and how they form over and over even I don’t know The only thing I know is that I just really hurt My formerly burning heart is slowly becoming cold It seems even I don’t know what to say, or how to hold on to you

time for a KRY ballad (can you BELIEVE they are finally having their first whole-ass album in june ??)

break up crying song included with the album of two absolute bangers

just close your eyes and get taken away on the sad rainy day ballad

Your Eyes

I want to erase all of my insufficient former self It seems like someone like me has nothing to give to you

Do you still remember, do you believe that it’s only you for me Do you know how long you can keep me by your side In this large world, there’s only one person (I only want you) Did you know this about me

sad piano r&b time !! brought to you by yesung and kyuhyun only

harmonies

kyuhyun’s bridge though

easily a candidate for some drama OST

i feel like this album really just had two sides - party rock central and r&b feels

My Only Girl

Even if I cover my ears I can hear it, even if I close my eyes, I can see it Even if I shut my mouth I keep calling out for you I am stupid I hate how I can’t get over you

we really opened this song with “cause i’m lonely” huh (screams at how applicable this still is for them TEN years later)

i love everything about this song except the chorus

the chorus is very underwhelming

My All Is In You

Even though I’m pretending to smile Without knowing why In truth I want to cry

It seems love is ending like this Before I know it our parting is approaching You say “goodbye” To me, letting you go is still difficult Please give me a little more time I can’t live without you My all is in you

another sad breakup bop why are you guys so good at this genre

the percussion comes in so nicely

little strings in the background that help accentuate the words (chef’s kiss)

KRY really were already yelling not even halfway into this song - perf

we literally are only in the second chorus folks

this song is great, it’s only sin was that it said “rap line you just don’t get lines”, so rip heechul, hyukjae, and shindong

Shake it Up!

the original - way less electro, more acoustic

has a very lo-fi beginning and then it amps up

has some interesting high pitched synth piano twiddling up there

a tad slower than the remix, but not by much if at all

dude the horns coming in behind hyukjae’s rap !! it fucks !

if the remix version’s vibe is people having fun in the club, this one’s vibe is a summer bbq party in the backyard

god i really love the horn line - it gives it such a nice vibe

another point in the “feel good” bucket

In My Dream

She’s walking away Embracing another person My chest’s like it’s being crushed under a heavy weight

I’m dreaming again, right? Cold sweat runs down my body It hurts to dream about things, I hate to remember

I wish I would fall asleep forever like this I wake up with her presence still… although I hope I don’t dream again, Like today, it seems I fall asleep with her presence

piano and string sadness here we go

bring back SJ KRY + donghae + sungmin

this chorus for this song stabs me in the heart every time

i’m mad where’s the MV for the heart-wrenching sad ballad

kings of emotional power vocals

we really are out here singing our hearts out about that ex-girlfriend that haunts us as we try to fall asleep

if they ever perform this all ELF in the vicinity would immediately die

One Fine Spring Day

A warm wind is blowing like it was that night The flowers you lovingly planted have bloomed Before I know it spring has come again I still want to deeply sleep like it’s winter

You are so very far, so very far To be honest I miss you every day Even the very small, very small trivial things make me think of you every day

still laughing the ryeowook brought up bonamana as his favorite album on weekly idol bc it contained his first ever solo track ;kasjf;aksdf king of promoting only himself

this is v soft, v much aligned with the little prince image that wasn’t even in the works yet

the imagery of the lyrics man. cute winter to spring yearning uwus

s o f t e s t

like this is literally the song that inspired every fanfic writer that’s ever written ryeowook as persephone in some greek god au

Good Person

When you laugh I feel good too, even when you say it’s just pretend You bring happiness to the days when I wait for you, the nights when I miss you Even when I’m alone it’s okay if I can just see you I’m always behind you, I’m always looking out for you, but it seems like I have to share

The difference between me and the person who makes you cry is that all I can do is comfort you

this song sounds like something that would be in the opening of an animated show that takes place in a high school

now that i’m looking at the lyrics, this is literally an upbeat sounding song accepting that they’ve been friendzoned and all they can do is support her relationship with the other guy

bittersweet nostalgia bop i guess

Here We Go

cue family/action movie credit music vibes

i don’t have much to say about it - i just isn’t something i’d listen to on the regular

it’s just happy-go-lucky finale type music

it has a really old-school hyukjae/shindong rap verse lmao

vocal line is out here yelling, very on-brand

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Support Your Local Writer! :D

So I’m going to be making a job change. There aren’t opportunities for extra money in it like there is for my job now, and so I’m going to take that extra free time and really get down to doing some fun stuff with my Patreon.

Patreons aren’t really fun without patrons, though! I’d love to have you!

There are still 8 days left in February to hit the goal of 28 patrons, at which point I’ll publish a bonus fic and Krys’ playlists from January and February (and if we meet it in the eight days, I’ll throw in March’s, as well).

Along with Press Releases, I’m planning on doing some exclusive SWTOR stuff over there, as well, so stay tuned for that, too. :D

If you’re not familiar with Press Releases, have an excerpt here under the cut.

Tuesday Afternoon

Krys Adler hates gas stations.

No, that’s not quite accurate.

She loathes them.

They’re gross. They always smell weird. Why are the floors always sticky? But it feels like she’s been in that too-small rental car forever and she’s absolutely dying for some beef jerky, so she’s going to suck up her dislike for the five minutes it’s going to take to run into this place somewhere in Ohio - Cleveland? She doesn’t know, she quit paying attention to any sign that didn’t say Erie, PA - and get a pack.

Ignoring the voice of her health-conscious roommate Jen echoing in her head, Krys barrels through the door and rounds the end of an aisle, eyes already focused on the colorful yet barren display, idly wondering if the absolutely mouthwatering man standing near it is going her way. Not that it matters - her leisurely cross-country drive is only leisurely because it’s planned within an inch of its life - but oh lord, the things she’d do to that man if she had the time. He’s got thick black hair, a strong jaw, broad shoulders. Style is a little too preppy for her usual taste, but he -

He’s got the last pack of jerky in his hand.

Oh, hell no.

“Look, Mister Too Hot to be Real,” she snaps as she reaches him, “you need to put that jerky down, because I am not stopping at another gas station today and that’s the last pack here. I’ve been in my car too long and I need that jerky. Drop it right into my hand here.” She stares up, way up - she knows she’s short, but holy hell, did his parents feed him Miracle-Gro as a child? - and opens her hand, her hazel eyes narrowed. “Drop it,” she reiterates, not unlike one would tell a particularly disobedient puppy to relinquish a tennis ball.

To her annoyance, all he does is raise an eyebrow, utterly unfazed by her outburst. “It’s generally polite to introduce yourself before demanding a complete stranger hand over a likely sub-par dried beef snack, you know.”

Krys heaves the world’s most put-upon, petulant sigh, determined to ignore that this marvelous specimen of humanity even has a sexy voice, a baritone with aspirations of being a bass. “I’m Krys. And you are? Besides the world’s best looking jerky thief?”

The corner of his mouth twitches. “I’m Max, and I’m not a thief. It’s hardly my fault you’re slow.” He dangles the jerky out of her reach, green eyes drifting from her floof of curly crimson hair and Butane Jane t-shirt with the sleeves cut off, to her bared tattoo-covered arms, ratty jeans, and bright pink Docs. “You’re so … tiny. It’s kind of cute. You’re practically pocket-sized.”

Short jokes are not the way to Krys’ heart, and she scowls even harder. “Pal, if you think I won’t kick you in the shin to get that jerky, you are very, very wrong.”

He calls her bluff with a smirk that leaves Krys torn between wanting to pelt him with Twinkies and wanting to convince him to get a hotel room with her, strolling past her toward the clerk. She sweeps back out the door, very much in a snit, and is almost to her rental car when she feels a hand on her shoulder.

“All right, all right, jerky fiend,” he says with a chuckle when she turns. “Here.” He holds the package out, grin crinkling the corners of his eyes, then pulls it back. “Would this act of pure altruism net me a thank you in the form of your number?”

It’s ridiculous to give it to him. He’s never going to call. She knows this.

She holds out her hand and makes an impatient come on gesture. “Well? Give me your phone.”

Max pats one back pocket, then the other, extracting a swank-looking phone. Once he’s unlocked it, he hands it over, looking not at all sure if she’s going to put her number in it or toss it into the bushes. Or into the road. Her thumbs fly over the display, her phone rings; she taps his phone and hands it back. “There. Not that it matters, we’re probably from opposite sides of the country. But you did give me my jerky, so I suppose this is fair.”

He takes the phone, slides it back into his pocket. “Drive safe, hothead.”

“You too, snack thief.” She tosses her own phone through the open driver side window, then gets into the Versa. Music blares from the speakers when she turns the car on, and she gives him a mocking salute before reversing and pulling out of the parking lot, headed back toward the freeway.

Tuesday Night

“So you’re telling me you were menaced in a gas station for a pack of questionable supposed beef sticks?”

Adriana, Max’s older sister, is making no effort to hide her amusement at the entire situation, and Max glares at the phone’s reflection in the mirror as he fingercombs leave-in conditioner through his hair. “I was hardly menaced, Adri. Might I remind you that this woman was -”

Fierce. Obnoxious. Gorgeous. Not that he’s giving his sister any more ammunition than she’s already crafting out of this bit of nothing. He’s almost grateful when Adriana interrupts him.

“Tiny, yes. Among other things you just couldn’t help but notice about her.” Adriana’s smirk comes through loud and clear. He might have mentioned her hair. And her tattoos. And her eyes. “To be fair, little brother, most people are tiny to you. But she did threaten to kick you in the shins. For shitty snacks.” A pause. “And your response was to buy them?”

Max leans toward the mirror, turning his head this way and that, taking mental tally of the silver starting to appear at his temples. “Well, what would you have done?”

“I wouldn’t have been buying overprocessed sticks of death at a gas station, first of all.”

“Death sticks,” he snorts. “It’s just jerky. Don’t be such a snob, Adri.”

“Says the man who drinks Corona, of all things. Of course you don’t have any standards.”

Max swipes the phone off the bathroom counter and carries it out into the main room, setting it on the desk next to the open laptop. “You don’t have to drink it. No one’s making you.”

“Good thing, too.” Adriana clucks her tongue. “Our family couldn’t handle the shame of two of us drinking that terrible beer. You know Mom’s considered cutting you out of her -” Max’s text notification goes off, loud in the quiet hotel room, followed by a slightly stunned silence. “Max. Are you texting? You never text. Ever.” Confusion weaves through Adriana’s incredulousness. The entire family knows that if Max could uninstall the texting capability on his phone, he would. “Who are you -”

Max closes his eyes and pinches the bridge of his nose, offering a silent prayer that his sister won’t put two and two together.

A small gasp from the direction of the cell phone speaker tells him that no deity in the universe deigned to answer his hasty plea. “You’re texting her! The Gas Station Menace!” Adriana exclaims. “You are, aren’t you? No, you don’t have to tell me, your silence tells me everything. You - “

Time to end this before it gets even more out of hand. “I have to go, Adriana. Work calls.”

“You bought her that jerky to get her number! I knew something about that was fishy; I know you don’t ever, ever eat in that damn car of yours.” Adriana chortles. “No way were you buying that for you. You smooth bastard.”

Just when he thinks his sister has reached peak obnoxiousness, the notification goes off again, and it takes all of his willpower to not simply lower his face into his palms and wait for something else to catch Adriana’s attention.

“Multiple texts!” Adriana sounds like she can hardly contain herself. “I’ll let you get back to your no doubt torrid gas station affair, little brother. Remember not to text anything you don’t want on the news.”

“I’m going now, Adri.”

“And don’t do anything I wouldn’t -”

“Goodbye, Adriana.” Max jabs at the screen harder than necessary, then looks at his laptop, telling himself that of course he’s not going to answer those texts right away, that would be silly.

He picks up the phone, taps the notification.

It’s good to hear you got through the rest of your day without making anyone cry over Ho-Hos, that’s for sure, Tiny. I’m proud of you. How was your drive?

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Dr Kry asks #4

Previous one

Concept: I've put multiple asks into one post to avoid too much loose posts on my account! This way, you have more to read too<3

Warnings: mentions of ed, otherwise the normal Dr Kry stuff

I wonder how Dr Kry would feel if his darling developed romantic for him but was waiting to leave the hospital to officially ask him out. They'll say stuff like "I can't wait to leave this hospital bed so we can finally have a proper date together !", "I would love to go see [movie name] in the theaters with you!" Or "I'd love to be with you but once I get better I promise! You deserve more than the semi-vegetable that I currently am." I guess he'd be a little conflicted, would he let his darling free from the hospital so they can have a somewhat normal romantic relationship or would he keep them here ?

He'd let his darling get well because he doesn't want anything else than the traditional house hold and only keeps them ill because they're not complient. But if they actually do like him and see a future together, then he can begin to live out his dream.

How would dr Kry react to a coworker reader who figures out he’s been telling people they’re dating and tries to leave him?

He'd be flustered. You weren't supposed to figure it out, you weren't supposed to know! He'd try to justify his actions while making you feel bad for leaving him.

"But Y/N, please, I'm doing it for you. If people think that we're together they'll not bother you. I've seen how people eye you in the corridor. It's disgusting. I'm just trying to help, so please don't leave. It hurts my feelings. I'm just trying to help ..."

He might say that you're pretending now, but he'll fake it til he makes it.

At this point I’ll let Dr kry talk for me,like yes please finish of my setences Cuase sometimes words are hard and it’s hard to speak so that sounds amazing

Careful, he will do it. As long as you're around other people, he'll finish your sentences, but he'd like for you to talk to him when you're alone. He loves to hear your voice so much.

I remember when you said that Dr Kry would worsen the toxic air purifier if we ignore him till it hurts too much, me personally I'm petty as hell, he'd have to see me DIE before I speak to him because thats what he gets, I'm petty to the death ✊

I- .... i don't know what to say.

My headcanon voice for Dr. Kry is Sammy Lawrence from Bendy and the Ink Machine.

Omg, you are so big brain. I would say his voice is a tad bit lighter in my head, but other that that, damn.

Does dr. Kry bathe reader or he only does if the reader is very sick?

He does it all the time. Since the reader is too weak and dizzy and everything from the poison 24/7, he doesn't trust them. They could hurt themselves in there. Besides, he likes being able to take care of the reader in every aspect. This is the closest he'll come to their nudity without it being uncomfortable for him.

Would Dr. Kry let the reader customize their hospital room if they asked nicely?

Of course! If he knows that they're okay with being there (and even fix the room to their liking) then it'll just make him happy!

do you think kry would treat darling differently if she has an ED and won’t eat much?i have an ED and just wanted to see how my favorite boy might take it :’) feel free to ignore lol

He will. Every action will be calculated and well thought out to make you calmer and more open to try to eat. He won't force you, but he'll encourage you. He's studied this, he knows how dangerous something like this can be. And that's why he wants to help you as much as possible.

Me whose been sick for 3 weeks with an awful cough and body pains. "Please dr kry come kidnap me..just wanna sleep and not work"Have been working weekends with my sick body because the boss doesn't give sick leave for flu

Careful, he will do it.

I love dr kry but he drinks coffee all the time so his breath probably STANKS. Hes a 10 but he has constant coffee breath.

Well DUH HE IS A COFFEIN ADDICT. don't bully him :(

#yandere #yandere x reader #yandere x you #yandere imagines #yandere drabbles #yandere oc x you #yandere oc x reader #yandere doctor #yandere male #yandere asks

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ashes-writing · 2 years

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can u do the filth alphabet for steve harrington please? i just need a crumb!

taglist babes || req rules / fandoms+characters || send ?s || masterlist

Omg yes yes and yes! I've been wanting to do one for him I just didn't want to do it strictly for me bc I wasn't sure anybody would want to see my take on this. Thank you for requesting! <3

Warnings;

Minors, absofuckinlutely not. This is written for 18+ and Steve is over 18 in this. dacryphilia, d*ddy kink, breeding kink, temperature play, body fluids, rough sex, masturbation, sex positions, talk of dick size, praise kink and body worship kink, the usual stuff you find in these tbh.

Taglist;

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A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

He's cuddly as hell. He's also gonna ask if you want anything and he'll clean you up, get you water, etc. But mostly, he's just touching you and holding onto you and whispering sweet and soft against your ear, telling you how much he loves you and kissing you at random places on your face / neck.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Steve likes boobs, he said it himself. However.. I also happen to think he's into butts too. Just a feeling here. His favorite part of his own body is probably his strength? I know it's not a body part but he's an athlete, he takes care of his body, he has a certain look he likes and when he's at that look, he's happiest.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Loves to cum on your tits if he can't cum inside you. Loves it, ugh. Will hold your jaw and make you watch as he licks his fingers clean when he's done fingering you if he's in a particularly cocky mood.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Pretty sure he was pervy as hell when he was younger so I feel like this would have something to do with binoculars or a telescope and a neighbor girls bedroom window. Maybe that's the first time he saw a girl naked.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Listen, pre s1/s1 Steve was fuckboy Steve in his peak. So I feel like he got a looooot of experience around that time. And he's expanded on it, slowly but surely. Now I'm not saying he knows every trick in the book BUT... he knows enough to make him damn good.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Missionary or cowgirl. Sorry, I feel like he's a romantic more than a kinky bastard. He wants you so that he can see you and touch you and kiss you and leave bites and hickies on your body. He loves to look down and see your face.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

Depends on the situation, however. I do feel like he's more goofy than serious in the moment.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Let's be real here. If anything he's trimmed. Neat. Always clean. But he's not clean shaven and it's not a complete bush down there maybe just a lil one. He won't ever shave it too much because when hair grows back in it's uncomfortable as hell.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

He's soooo fucking intimage. Praising you. Touching you. Kissing you. He loves to caress your face and lean down and kiss you until you've forgotten to breathe. And he speaks so softly too.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

He edges himself sooooo bad. And he's loud as hell, lots of times people have thought he had someone over and they've just like... left?

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

breeding kink, duhhh. definitely has a pain kink loves to have his hair pulled and be bitten and choked or scratched on the back, dacryphilia -loves to look down and see you tearing up from overstimulation which is another of his kinks, has a praise kink and a body worship kink -he'll go on for hours about your body like he's fucking mesmerized by it, soft!dom vibes all the way he can't be a hard dom to save his life because he just wants to take care of somebody not boss them around, holy shit. Spanking, hair pulling, daddy kink -if you call him daddy he will lose his fucking mind, collars -i feel like he'd totally buy you a pretty little necklace to just subtly claim you as his, biting you, marking you, sucking his initials onto your skin, food play, temperature play -esp ice cubes iykyk,

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

the backseat of his car, the sofa, against a wall, in the shower, in bed, on the floor in front of a lit fire or under the Christmas tree, anywhere?

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Suck on this man's neck he will try to rail you. Your breath against his ear. Having his thighs ridden.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Sharing you with anybody else, he's territorial, hence all the marks and the little necklace...anything involving piss or feces.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

This man eats pussy like it's his job. Like he hasn't eaten in weeks and he's in front of a buffet. He loves to give too. When you pull his hair while he's between your thighs, he's going to make it his mission to make you scream and dig your nails into his shoulders.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Slow and sensual unless he's worked up, frustrated, jealous or angry.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

He's not as into quickies as he used to be. He likes to take his time.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

He's willing to experiment BUT.. he's not a huge risk taker and he'd prefer to stay in his comfort zone, tbh.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

He can go all night with breaks now and then. If he's edging, it'll last so damn long. I'm gonna say his max is like three, maybe four all depending. Boy has stamina.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

Do cuffs and a cock ring count? Because he's used both of those, he uh... borrows Eddie's cuffs one or two times because you're into having your hands restrained and he found out that he was into it too, happy accident. The cock ring was purely because he heard it helps the guy last longer and it heightens the sensation.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Normally, he's not. However... every now and then when the mood strikes he is a huge fucking tease.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Depends on the situation. If it's sweet and gentle and like... love making, he's softer, quieter.. Quiet groans and growls, whispering dirty things into your ears. If he's jealous, angry or frustrated, he's loud, he's gonna make you get loud one way or another and when he's done, the neighbors will know both your names and you might have to move.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

My biggest random headcanon for Steve is that he's a true romantic so like.. He's not so much looking for sex as he is the other half because he just feels alone and it's awful and he hates it. I feel like this is fixed when he stops searching for something to fill the hole -because he's not just picking the first person in proximity who catches his eye anymore and he's okay / happy with himself and it draws people to him again.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

HUNG OMG HOLY SHIT. Long and thick. I think there's like one -maybe two veins running along the shaft and it's tip is a mauvey color. I feel like maybe he's cut but I'm honestly not sure whether I truly feel this with any conviction or not. He's groomed but not too groomed..

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

HIIIIGH OMG. He's constantly horny. It takes almost nothing to get him going.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

It takes him a little while, but if he's holding you and he can feel like.. the weight of you and hear your breathing, feel your heart beat, he'll drift off eventually. First he'll hum to you and play with your hair to get you to sleep though because he wants you to be rested because he loves you so damn much.

#steve harrington #steve harrington smut #steve harrington imagine #steve harrington fanfiction #steve harrington headcanons #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington x fem!reader #minors dni

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just-under-lucid · 3 years

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Holy shit. The Voice... They’re doing it again-! They’re hiding everything and being overly secretive even from Their own followers and...

Fuck.

I’m scared.

We have no idea what Sundown is, and there’s literally no good options. None at all. They’re either going to suppress us all, suppress and kill us all, or the Hunter’s gonna decide to saunter into the playing field and, I dunno, kill us all. There’s literally no way we’re getting out of this-! The Club can’t work fast enough, and no matter what we do, it seems like it’s not enough. We’re trying to look for names, right? Names of who? SA1 followers? Watchers? I think it’s Watchers, but how the hell are we supposed to find those?

I’m trying to ask Wayka about to see if she remembers, but also, how could she? They... They wiped her. They... do it to all the Watchers. They’re not allowed to be individuals, they’re not allowed to have Their own memories. How can we expect her to remember? And don’t get me fucking started on the Skeptics.

Listen... their guy... he thought I was okay. He didn’t know I was planning on selling him out kind of, but... he thought I was okay. I totally wanna save him too, but there’s way more than just one person on the line here. There’s a whole damn town that’s about to get wiped for one reason or another and they’re just... standing there. I haven’t heard anything good that they’re doing, I’ve only heard about Devin. The Skeptics aren’t on our side either. No one is. The voices barely are.

... I’m... surprised I’m not freaking out more. I guess, I can kind of feel Her on my shoulder? And through Krys? And Rev? I guess... I’m still more scared of everyone else dying than myself. But She’s trying, I think. I hope... She can find a way to protect us maybe? Maybe get a way out? I dunno... What would a bunch of kids even do out there? I don’t... I don’t know.

All I know is that anyone in Redacre when this hits is gonna die one way or another, and I might need a blackout to be okay with that.

#character thoughts

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fugitoidkry · 6 years

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I was watching before a video of an Overwatch player explaining why she was quitting Overwatch for good and all involved the issue with the character of Mercy.

And it made me think one of the things this person said in the video because it was about the incoming Mercy nerf and how that is not gonna change the situation (especially not in console) of Mercy being a must pick in competitive teams.

She said it was because the rezz thing which, frankly, it is one of the reasons why Mercy is a must pick in teams. But not the main reason. You see, Blizzard can make as much nerfs to Mercy as they want to try to balance their game, and they are not gonna fix anything at all, because people are gonna keep asking for an imposed Mercy player on the team before someone going another support.

And the reason behind this is a phrase I have heard a lot when picking another healer who isn't Mercy:

Random player of your team: ah, guys, Lucio/Ana/Zen/Moira isn't enough to heal the team. Either someone go second healer or our healer switches to Mercy.

The problem is not only rezz that gives always an advantage to your team, sure, but the amounts of healing Mercy does. Moira can also do an absurdly amount of healing, sure, but you run out of magic pee and you need to participate in the fight as much as the others so you can't fuck up and run out of magic pee when your tanks most needed.

But Mercy never runs out of heals. She doesn't get too much distrated by attacking the enemies like Zen or Moira to cure the team because she is the only one of all the supports who needs to switch from healing to using her pistol and not do both things at the same time.

In order to make the game itself more balance and fair, especially for console players, the solution isn't nerfing Mercy every month making her character less fun to play. It isn't either like EeveeA_ said by maybe making rezz an ability that you get as a reward for your work in the fight, because rezz is one of the problems of why this character is picked before an Ana and her nano.

Is fixing the character itself. I think Mercy needs a full rework. I think rezz should disappear as an ability to make games more fair and actually make players more focused on the game (because, especially dps player, relate way too much on rezz fixing their fuck ups and that makes you neglected in your games).

I think too Mercy shouldn't be a walking healing/boosting character but have the same opportunity as the other healers of being able to be 100% contributing on attacking the team. You could say 'But Kry you can use Mercy pistol when you don't have to cure your team because they are fine and participate as well' and you are not wrong, you can do that, but if you do that be ready to hear someone scream at you 'What are you doing shooting??? Boost me!/Heal me!' People usually get mad at Mercys when shooting.

Mercy should have only her pistol and be able to do like Zenyatta or hell, Ana, be able to throw something to your team to heal them or shoot at them to heal them but at the same time attack that asshole Tracer at all times.

A cool ability for Mercy instead of rezz and following the pattern of the other support heroes should be the invulnerability Mercy had for those few seconds when she rezzed people. Mercy and her team would be invulnerable for a few seconds like Lucio using his ult or when the nano makes you more stronger. A shield ability like most supports have.

Nerfing Mercy doesn't make a thing. Returning to the girl of the video at the beginning of the post, the reasons why she left the Competitive scenario and Overwatch wasn't only because Mercy new nerf but because having to play her all the damn time instead of her favorite character, Ana, or other supports. That nerf is not gonna fix the major problem that involves Mercy: the toxicity. The people expecting to have one in the team especially if the enemy team has one because otherwise you are on a position of disadvantage (which is bullshit I have won games without Mercy) or people getting angry if you, the only person on the team with a few hours of Mercy, doesn't go her.

Because it is not only rezz. It is her. It is her character.

#just a thought #i don't want mercy deleted because she is as important for this game like tracer is #but i do think she needs a rework completely #which i don't think blizzard is gonna do unless they understand it is not just the rezz the problem

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denial-island-spn · 7 years

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Night, Admin Island

Sounds of a heated discussion are coming from Suzy’s cabin.

Gabe: I told you, it’s nothing to worry about; it’s taken care of.

Suzy: Taken care of how? Krys went to fight Ketch-I still need to wrap my mind around that! Fighting him why? And you said Megs was there, too? But of course you didn’t bother to say a damn word to me about it. I should have been there, too, if for no other reason than moral support! Where do you get off making decisions for me-

Gabe: Because it was bad enough that the two of them were there! You being there would have made it much worse. At least Megs and Krys can defend themselves, you-

Suzy: I what? You think I can’t take care of myself? Wow, you really do have a low opinion of me. Maybe you forgot, I was in purgatory for nearly a year; I learned a hell of a lot about fighting and survival against things far worse than Ketch. He’s human; he can be killed much more easily-

Gabe: First of all, you’d really kill him? I thought you hunters only ganked monsters, not humans? Second: You passed out last night; that should tell you you’re in no fit state to be taking on anybody, let alone an experienced fighter like him. Yes, you’re getting better-very slowly, I might add-but you cannot fight anybody right now. {Or ever, if I have anything to say about it.} *He thinks to himself*

Suzy: *Tiredly* Well, can you at least tell me what’s going on? Telling me to stay away from Ketch doesn’t mean shit; I want to know why!

Gabe: *Sits back, trying to reign in both his anger and his fear. If Ketch could break any of them, it would be her; she wasn’t strong enough to fight him, and while she’d refuse to tell him anything, Ketch was a master of torture; he’d been trained by the best-no, he was the best-and he’d find some way to break her or, failing that, perform tests to determine what abilities she was hiding. For whatever reason, Ketch was hell-bent on unraveling the prophecies surrounding the girls, and if that meant killing one of them to get answers, he’d do it. The thought made Gabe sick, and he silently vowed it would never happen. He’d made the conscious decision to become her protector, and nothing was going to change that.* Ketch believes some kind of prophecy that was written about the three of you; something the Men of Letters has in their archives. He’s determined to see if it’s true, because if he could control any of you, it would give him a ticket back to their world, and give them access to unimaginable power. That’s why he’s been after all of you. The only difference right now being that he’s wary of Megs and her bizarre ability to absorb energy, in addition to some kind of telekinetic ability. Krys showed him she’s tough enough to kick his ass physically-and lemme tell ya, the girl is good. That leaves you, cupcake; you don’t have the strength right now to hold him off, nor do you have Megs’ power. Your powers are passive; being an empath and a healer is all well and good, but it doesn’t make you a fighter. And while maybe you did pick up some tricks in purgatory, again, right now you’re in no shape to do anything, nor will I let you.

Suzy: *Unable to mount a convincing argument at the present time, she shuts up and goes to the kitchen to pour herself a drink. Returning to the table, she brings with her an old book, so ancient, its leather cover is worn and faded, the title unintelligible. Ignoring Gabe, she begins to flip through the musty vellum pages*

Gabe: *At first worried by her lack of retort, he moves to stand behind her, scanning the pages as she turns them.* What do you think you’re doing? You planning on casting a spell of some kind?I think you’ve seen how those tend to work out here. It’s not a good idea. *He reaches down to take the book, only to be stopped short as her hand slams down on the page*

Suzy: I didn’t ask for your approval, and I’d really appreciate it if you’d leave me alone to figure this out.You can’t control everything, Gabe, so just stay out of my way.

Gabe: *Backs up, releasing the book, and looking at her for a long minute. His thoughts are his own; but if she’d cared to look, she’d have seen the turbulence in those amber eyes, and an unreadable emotion cross his face. With a sigh, he leaves in a soft whisper of wings, and she continues to read*

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mckennascribblings · 7 years

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2, 6, 11 and 21 for Krys (or whoever you'd like to do honestly) from the headcanon questions?

Their emotional/moral weak spotsJen: I don’t have any.Aiko: Oh, please. You cry at puppy videos. The only reason we don’t have eight puppies running around here chewing on everything is because your need for order overrides your need for puppies.Jen: Everyone cries at puppy videos!Krys: Veronica.Jen: Well that’s hardly fair. She’s my wife.Krys: Point stands. You even let her eat macarons before you take pictures.Veronica: She didn’t actually let -Jen: You did what??Krys: Whoops.

Their vices (physical or emotional)Krys: I don’t have any.Veronica: Tall men.Jen: Men with deep voices.Aiko: Women with rainbow hair.Jen: Books.Krys: You know, ‘vice’ doesn’t mean “things that make life worth living”. Veronica: I mean, it kind of does. Sinful pleasures, yeah?Krys: Fair point. Carry on. Though I’d hardly classify books as ‘sinful pleasures’.Jen: If we keep listing your vices we’ll be here all day.Aiko: Getting tattoos and subsisting on ramen instead of eating real food.Krys: Okay look, that’s a low blow.

Bad or petty habitsAiko: I don’t have any.Krys: Putting the damn milk carton back into the fridge when it’s empty.Veronica: Putting the cereal box back in the cupboard when it’s empty.Jen: Rearranging the TV stand decorations because you know it drives me crazy.Aiko: You really need to relax about that, Jen. Just because I move some of your Funko figures around -Jen: I put them that way for a reason!Krys: Oh, let’s talk about how you can say three words and get Aiko going.Aiko: Like what?Krys: Synthesis was best.Aiko: Look, no grunt should be deciding that the entire galaxy should be half machine half human!Krys: You know Mass Effect 3 came out five years ago.Aiko: That’s not the point!Krys: No, but my point was certainly made.

Turning points in their lifeVeronica: Krys beating the hell out of some guy touching Jen’s ass when we went to meet this new potential bassist, and then shoving me at her because I couldn’t figure out how to say words.Krys: Leave it to you to be cute and genuine and leave me nothing to snark on.

#thanks for asking!#inquiries #these nerds i tell ya #captainderyn

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mysidewriting · 7 years

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Through the Storm

"Soundtrack" From the Start--Previous Chapter

Chapter Nineteen

Everyone shuffled into the house, rushing towards the basement as the winds howled and the skies rumbled with large booms of thunder. The power had fizzled out at some point while we were all outside, leaving it to everyone’s phones to provide light as their feet pounded out their decent to the lower, more safer, levels. Moon was hesitating near the glass doors, eyes transfixed on the storm like she was hypnotized by its sheer force, completely unaffected by the frantic atmosphere the room had succumbed too.

I grabbed her arm, pulling her away from the potentially dangerous doors just as a tree in the back cracked under the pressure of the winds. It hadn’t been fully grown, thin and rather weak in comparison to the other bigger trunks around it – yet the damage still attested to the magnitude of the storm.

Gold, who had also halted his progress towards the basement as we realized Moon’s hesitation, gasped in response to the fallen tree. “Holy shit. This is bad.”

Moon squirmed and it was just then that I realized I’d pulled her against me when I’d tried to get her away from the glass. My face began to burn, though I was certain Gold couldn’t see it through the dim lighting. The shivering girl had only twisted so she could see the man standing near the staircase, she didn’t move away from my grip around her waist. “Do you think this has something to do with kyogre?” …Kyogre…?

Gold shrugged, his mouth pressed into a thin line out of concern. “I don’t know. We should see what Brendan thinks. He knows more about kyogre.” With those words he left the two of us with a dismissive nod and vanished down the dark staircase.

I dropped my arms from around Moon, the movement pathetic and awkward. She looked up and just enough light from the stormy skies granted me a glimpse at the worried expression on her face, “I’m worried.” She whispered despite the fact that there was no around to hide her words from.

“It’s probably just a bad storm.” I said, stuffing my now awkwardly hanging hands into my pockets in hopes of feeling just a bit more normalcy as I attempted to coax the soaked champion towards the basement as well. “Try to not dwell on it until we know more, it’ll just stress you out more.”

Her head bobbed in agreement, the movement oddly mechanical like she didn’t put any thought behind it. She pulled her phone out, flicking on the flashlight so the room was cast in an ominous white light – contrasting heavily against the dark shadows casted from the furniture. “I have a bad feeling about it though.” Another shiver shook through her body. The clothes she wore were more than just damp, but rather thoroughly soaked through. It seemed much more likely that she had just jumped into a river rather than stood out in the rain for a while. I doubted the wet clothes made her feel any better.

Resting my hands on her shoulders I more strictly directed her towards the staircase, attempting to not be too heavy handed. A jumbled mess of voices echoed from the basement below, condensing and warping as the sound reverbed against the shape of the walls. “Why don’t you change, you’ll feel better if you get out of these clothes.” I suggested.

The words that left her mouth came so quietly and were so far from on topic that I likely wouldn’t have noticed them if I hadn’t been standing over her. “I can’t stand to sit around any longer.” A loud boom from above made her jump and shiver once again and I took a step ahead, letting one of my feet rest on the first step of the now somehow foreboding staircase. I held a hand out to her. How did I not even think about her being stressed about this, though? Of course she’s anxious. People are out to kill her and if anything relating to those people have to do with this storm it would only make sense that’s she uneasy.

She accepted the gesture, hand trembling and I wasn’t entirely sure if it was because she was so damn cold or for other reasons. Either way I gave her the best reassuring smile that I could as she took a step onto the stairs as well. She followed after me as I descended, always a single step behind but clasping tightly to my hand. It wasn’t until we reached the rec room that everyone sat in that her fingers fell out of mine.

A few candles had been lit around the room, some phones directed towards the ceiling to attempt to bring as much light into the dark space as possible. Moon settled onto the only open couch, curling up tightly against the arm rest and looking very unsettled. I stole the seat next to her and pulled the afghan off the back of the seat, draping it around her shoulders before settling fully against the opposite arm rest.

Krys and Gold stood in the center of the room, the latter of the two looking irritated over something. Movement and hushed voices dragged my attention over to a couch on the opposite side of the room where Hau and Lillie sat, my sister curled up in the annoying guys lap – shivering much like the girl next to me was. Did those two start dating…? They’ve been so much touchier today than normal. It would explain why Lillie was so overly cheerful this morning.

“Hi, everyone.” Krys spoke up, cutting all murmured side conversation and pulling attention onto herself. “I’m Krys.”

She seemed ready to continue on explaining who she was, but Gold cut her off. “She’s my friend from back in Johto.” He lazily wrapped an arm around the blue-haired girl’s shoulders. “I invited her to help with the whole ‘killing of champions’ thing. She’s a smart cookie.” His words made me cringe.

Krys was annoyed by them as well, she slapped Gold on the chest and took a step away as he recoiled in surprise from the hit. “Anyway, to make things short. I study cloud patterns specifically relating to Johto and at times Kanto’s legendaries since they have a lot of influence over the weather. Although I can tell some of this storm is coming from lugia, a lot of it isn’t.” She started explaining, jumping straight to the topic with little time to finish introductions off. Interesting, a nephrologist. “What’s especially weird about it is that lugia actually followed me here.”

“Wait, what?” Gold said, eyes going wide at her words. “Why’d it do that?”

She huffed, “Why don’t you ask it, Mr. Lugia Expert?” A soft laugh left Moon at this remark and I glanced to her momentarily, seeing the soft smile on her lips. “It wasn’t just lugia either, I’m pretty sure I saw ho-oh too.” She finished.

“What reason do they have to come here?” Moon added into the conversation.

Krys shrugged, “I don’t know. It’s pretty far from Johto and I’ve never heard of a legendary traveling that much. I was wondering if anyone from Hoenn knows why they would come here.”

The only Hoenn local currently present in the room spoke up, “Not why other legendaries would come…?” Brendan’s face, shadowed by the light from a phone behind him, was contorted in confusion. “But I have an idea of where the storm could be coming from and it’s just a bit concerning.”

Moon started to shift around anxiously, pulling that blanket tighter around her shoulders. “Do you think Aqua woke up kyogre?” She asked.

“Possibly?” Brendan replied. “I’m hoping not but this is a super strong storm and I can only imagine kyogre being the cause of it… if it is from a legendary that is.”

Krys spoke up, “Again, it is some after effect from lugia. It could be both of them.”

“This issue isn’t how many legendaries are causing it, it’s if kyogre is awake.” Gold said flatly. “If it is kyogre… then we’re fucked.”

His words sent Moon off into another fit of anxious shifting. I blindly reached for her hand, squeezing tightly as I found it hidden beneath the folds of the blanket. A glance out the corner of my eye showed me how stunned she was at the gesture, but she didn’t let go and neither did I. Instead we simply hid our conjoined hands behind our backs, sitting in such a way that no one would notice it unless they stared intently. My thumb rubbed circles into the heel of her palm in an attempt to sooth her nerves and racing pulse. Though I wonder how much of it comes from holding hands…

“We need to find out if it is kyogre, ‘cause if it is we need to go stop it now. Before things get even worse.” Brendan said with wide eyes. “Maybe we should go check Aqua’s base again and see if they’re gone.”

“So let’s do that then!” Green shouted, tossing a hand into the air to bring the groups attention to his otherwise silent side of the room. “What are we doing waiting around here?!” Moon had tensed and I knew the man’s words were speaking to her, she’d expressed her own annoyance with waiting to take action not even ten minutes ago. But we can’t yet…

Brendan’s voice filled the air again before I could voice my own concerns with their want to take action. “We’re waiting on Steven’s go ahead since he actually knows things about kyogre and groudon and how to deal with evil teams.” Well yeah sure, that but also…

“I can deal with stupid people.” Green griped. “I’ll knock all their damn teeth out with my machamp!” Narcissist. You were the first to fall in that battle.

“You can’t deal with billion year old legendaries that have just been woken up for the first time in centuries and are pissed.” Gold snapped. “Let’s wait for the other champions and wait for Steven to find an angle of attack.”

“Gold, I know you aren’t okay with waiting either.” Moon said, somewhere in the past few moments her fear and anxiety had turned to a set determination. The spark of energy and anger in her eyes made my shoulders tense up. The hell is she thinking… “There has to be something we can do right now. Checking on Aqua can’t possibly be that hard since Brendan and May just did it last night. I’m sure we could go check those places that Gladion found too. Anything would be better than playing sitting ducklings.” It’d been a long while since I’d seen her this serious, even when discussing the charizard attacks she’d managed to laugh and grin through almost all of it.

“You aren’t going anywhere.” I replied, able to find my voice and get it out there in time now that it was Moon pushing for action. Her determined eyes met mine, harsh and challenging. I matched the gaze with my own, though I was still beyond shocked to see something so intense on her face. “You and all the other champions have a hit on your heads. You need to stay here.”

“That hit isn’t going away if we just keep sitting around like this! We need to do something more than we need to try and stay safe. What if others are getting hurt by that woman, or hurt by this storm that we can maybe put an end too?!” She huffed, Moon…. “All we’re doing is giving the enemies more time to plan and destroy!”

“More strength, more minds put together, making an actual plan rather than just throwing caution to the wind and getting yourself killed.” I snapped in response, “That’s why we’re waiting. You’ve already come close enough to death far too many times.” I was aware of my own rising voice and the defiance that was coming across my face… Moon was annoyed by my opposition, it was obvious in her own aggravated expression… But I refused to lose her like that again, I couldn’t let her throw herself into danger when she was wanted dead. I held that determined and angry gaze, challenging her to keep fighting me on the topic. Nothing would change my mind. She is not leaving.

“Moon, you and I can go kick some ass ourselves if these wimps want to keep sitting around!” Green said, drawing Moon’s frustrated attention away from me.

“No!” I snapped, voice dark and heavy. My own annoyance peaking in response to Green’s encouraging words. Of course it’s you to egg her on like this, prick.

“No one is going anywhere.” I only knew the words came from Red because the voice was so unfamiliar to me. It was the first time I’d heard him speak since he’d arrived and judging by the way Moon flinched and the room had fallen almost completely silent – it was a big deal that he had spoken. “We’re all waiting for Steven to get back from picking up Cynthia. We can discuss this further after that.” With that he stood from the couch and left the room, like his words were the end all be all of the entire disagreement.

…And they were. Green stood and left the room with sneer towards specifically Gold, following after his friend with heavy footsteps. Brendan stood as well, muttering something about checking on May who apparently felt sick before disappearing around the corner where the staircase was located.

Of the ones left in the room, Krys and Gold had settled off to bicker quietly with each other. I caught only a slight sliver of their conversation as I looked to Hau and Lillie, something about Gold’s patience being much better than it had before. Hau and Lillie were watching me rather obviously, whispering between themselves as well. Wish I could hear what they were saying…. Moon was staring blankly at the floor, her lips pressed into a thin line exposing her annoyance. Her hand was still intertwined with mine, surprisingly, she seemed so irate with me for disagreeing with her wants. I’d expected her to pull away.

“Moon.” I called, intending to explain myself. I hoped to diffuse any lingering annoyance she held towards me by explaining that I was only worried for her.

But her body tensed in reaction to my voice, her blank expression filling with the irritation as she glared at the floor. “You’re not the one in danger.” She whispered.

What…? My words fell away for a moment, my heart skipping a beat and my throat locking up. She’s really pissed… Once I could pass any amount of air through the tense chords all I could get out was “I-I know…” in a far too harsh voice.

“Why should you be telling me what to do then?” She snapped, her eyes turning to meet mine, the normal ocean blue turning to a sudden stormy sea of rage. It sent a shiver down my spine. “If I want to go and try to save my own life, I can. You can’t tell me not too.”

Everyone’s eyes had turned to us in reaction to her angered shout, varying degrees of shock and confusion splattered across all their faces. I swallowed down the nervous lump building in my throat and sucked down a breath of air as I attempted to form a valid response to Moon. “I care about you, Moon. I don’t want you to get hurt again and there is no way to guarantee that won’t happen if you run blindly into this storm.” I sound angry, I need to calm down. She’s just going to get more upset if I keep snapping at her like this…

“I’m not incompetent, Gladion.” Her eyes narrowed to a piercing glare that rattled me to my core, fuck, fuck, fuck. “I can handle myself. Don’t doubt my abilities to do something as simple as looking for a ton of idiots or looking around some factory. ” She dropped my hand and crossed her arms over her chest.

“I’m not doubting your abilities!” I snapped back. “I know you can handle yourself, but no one can handle everything, and anything could happen. It’s better to wait!” I don’t want to lose you again, Moon. That was pure fucking hell.

“I don’t really have much of a choice to do anything anyway, do I?” She stood quickly from the couch, her feet hitting the floor rather loudly and dramatically. She left the room with squared shoulders, taking the flames of anger with her and leaving a wreckage in the room. A wreckage in my chest and stomach.

I can’t believe… why did she… I hadn’t thought that telling her to stay put and wait would be enough to make her that angry. Maybe upset, maybe a bit more anxious, but not pissed enough to storm out of the room after bickering with me. How long is she going to be like this? What do I do to make her not feel like this?

I don’t want her to be angry with me… I’m just trying to keep her alive…

Fuck, what if she tries to leave anyway.

Krys followed after Moon, shouting something about independence and strength. I ignored it. I doubt Moon will listen to her either. There’s no point in chasing her down even if it is to agree with her.

“I… did not expect that.” Gold said with a short, forced sounding laugh.

Lillie spoke up then, pulling my rattled mind out of spiraling thoughts of Moon’s angered face. “That’s not normal.” She shook her head and took the seat that Moon had formerly been in, resting a hand on my arm. “I think she’s really stressed and for some reason took it out on you, Bub. I can’t think of any reason for her to actually be mad at you, specifically, for this.”

“Because I apparently think she can’t take care of herself now.” I grumbled, pulling my arm away from Lillie’s hands. “I don’t know why the hell she said that.”

“Don’t take it personally.” She continued, “She’s being held back and you’re just one of the people doing it. She’s always been one to take the initiative and I guess this storm was enough for her to feel it was time to do something…”

“Maybe she just felt so comfortable with you that she thought it was okay to yell at you.” Hau said, grinning like a damn idiot.

I simply nodded in response and stood, not wanting to be hovered over by the two any longer. “It’s fine. I’ll fix things with her somehow.” I grumbled and left the room with a dismissive nod as they watched.

Lillie’s point about Moon always taking the initiative was true, and it reminded me of the last time I’d gotten in anything remotely close to a fight with her. About a month after she’d become champion, a month after Lillie and Lusamine had left for Kanto and I’d taken Aether on myself… Some guy had recruited Moon to take care of the stray ultra-beasts wandering through Alola. She hadn’t wanted me to find out, or maybe she hadn’t even considered that I’d find out about her tasks, but I did. I’d been scared to fucking death that she’d be hurt or corrupted like my mother had been and ended up tracking her down and screaming at her to stop. That she was going to get herself killed trying to catch all the alien Pokémon. She gave me back the same treatment, yelling that she could handle it, she’d already dealt with them in the past. That I couldn’t make her stop and had no reason to be telling her to give it up. Damn, the parallels… We didn’t talk for a few days, though we hadn’t even been talking that much to begin with the silence had been deafening considering how scared I was for her sanity and life.

She’d been understanding that time, knowing that the reason I was so scared and angry was because I’d only just heard exactly what had happened to my mother. Moon knew I was frazzled over it still, and that she was throwing herself into a situation that was eerily similar. The issue was solved by me just going with her whenever she went to try to catch the ultra-beasts. I played it off as being her back up and both of us knew it wasn’t necessary at the time, but she accepted it to sooth my anger and I could see for myself that she wasn’t in danger.

We were so much closer, so much friendlier with each other after that was over.

That recollection helped me to calm down. I could treat the situation almost exactly the same. Just play backup no matter what decision she made. She didn’t have to do anything alone if I went with her.

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